Fantasy THE SANON SISTERS (Kriti Sanon & Nupur Sanon)

[Niks96]

Part B

Recap -

Then a jet of naughty juice left her pussy, and the piled up sexual stress depart and a satiated grin was can be seen on her face, and slowly she drifted in pleasurable slumber.

Now continue -

Kriti was moving back and forth in her room, phone in her hand, contemplating something, after much consideration, she picked a note from the side table and started dialing a number on her phone.

Ringing can be heard from her phone, soon the ringing stopped and a manly voice heard from the other side.

MANLY VOICE
Hello? Kon bol raha he behenchod?

The man rude tone startled Kriti, but a soothing expression could be seen on her face that showed whomsoever she wanted to talk, the fellow picked her call.

Kriti was weighing her sentence, when again the rude tone broke her thoughts.

MANLY VOICE
Bol kon maa chuda raha he bhadwe?

She could feel the anger building in him, so she said in meek tone.

KRITI SANON
Kriti bol rahi hu...

The voice on the other side shushed after her sentence. She was getting impatient about the response from the receiver. Then she heard the voice again.

MANLY VOICE
Kon Kriti, me to kisi Kriti ko nahi janta?

The statement shocked her, for a moment she thought that might be Aslam gave her the wrong number just to tease her, but she wanted to confirm before to reach any conclusion.

KRITI SANON
Kya me ASLAM se baat kar rahi hu?
(suspicion can be felt in her voice)

MANLY VOICE
Ha me Aslam hi bol raha hu, par me kisi kriti-priti ko na janu

Kriti felt relieved and aghast at the same time, she was confused if she’s talking to her tormentor Aslam why he was refusing to recognizing her. But all her doubts been shattered by Aslam next statement.

ASLAM
Me kisi kriti-priti ko na janu par haa me ek haramzadi randi Kriti Sanon ko janu, jiska me YAAR hu, to wo to na bol ri?

Kriti was happy after her recognition and blushed from his perverted comments.

KRITI SANON
Ji me Kriti Sanon hi bol rahi hu

She wasn’t sure why she was acting as though he was her husband, and she had to talk to him respectfully.

ASLAM
Bol sali tu haramzadi Kriti Sanon ke kya? Bol sali zaldi, tame na hai

His tone showed his uneducated upbringing, but Kriti didn’t call him to listen nice things, these derogatory remarks was expected from him and deep down she was looking for this rude and dirty talking from him.

KRITI SANON
Ji me hi hu

ASLAM
Sali me kon theek se bata nahi to pone kat dunga for uthaunga bhi na, chal theek se bata kon he tu

Kriti felt there was no escape from this, she herself called him, he didn’t force her to do so, so why back out now, she have to take part in the game.

KRITI SANON
Ji me Kriti Sanon bol rahi hu.

Kriti felt relived that finally she accumulated enough courage to come out of that humiliation to acceptance. But little did she know, that her humiliation just got started.

ASLAM
Kon Kriti Sanon, sali ye bol ki me haramzadi Kriti Sanon bol rahi hu, agar na bola to phone kata samaj

Kriti was shocked that he wants her to admit the derogatory title and blackmailing her to cut call if didn’t do as asked, she was weighing her next move, but she knows she had to do it else her bodily desire won’t be satisfied.

In the last few days she tried everything to satiate the hunger, bought the big expensive dildo of male pornstars from US, but didn’t work, hook up with male star but the star was unable to even scratch her lust let alone satisfy it, she knew then, that there was only one way to get rid of this itch in her naughty pussy. That’s why she decided to give Aslam the call, as a last resort.

KRITI SANON
Ji..j..i me bol.. rahi hu haram...haramzadi Kriti Sanon

She blushed while admitting the derogatory title. A chortle could be heard from the other side of phone.

ASLAM
Ab aai na sali tu line pe hahaha
(laughing insidiously)
Ab bol mere yaar Aslam hai

She knew there was no way to quit this humiliation, she chooses it so had to obliged with it.

KRITI SANON
Ji mere yaar hai Aslam

ASLAM
Hahaha... ab bol me hu Aslam janeman ki Kriti Sanon raand

She had no choice so did it accordingly.

KRITI SANON
Ji..j.i Me hu Aslam kijane..janeman Kriti Sanon r.. ra.. raand
(while saying ‘raand’ her eyes got lowered in shame )

She knew her acceptance was the final nail in coffin, she surrender her self-respect to a low class person, even who’s face she didn’t see.

KRITI SANON
Shabash meri chamak-challo, ab bani tu meri yaar; meri paki saheli, ab moz marenge dono jamke, ruk thodi der me phone karta hu so mat jana randi; muhaa
(he cut the call after giving her perverted phone kiss)

Kriti put the phone on her expensive bed, a slight grin was seen on her face, she looked relived after her surrender to the might of Aslam, she sat on bed, looked at the mirror and she saw a woman first time after so many years, not a top-notch actress, or a lady who has to be pretentious for the sake of maintaining her stature in society but a real woman who has wanton desires.

To be continued...​

 

[Niks96]

UPDATE 7

Recap -

She sat on bed, looked at the mirror and she saw a woman first time after so many years, not a top-notch actress, or a lady who has to be pretentious for the sake of maintaining her stature in society but a real woman who has wanton desires.

Now continue -

Kriti kept waiting till dawn for his call, but he didn’t revert back. She was desperate whole night to talk to him, to listen his derogatory remarks for her, but her wish didn’t full-fill.

The whole day she was lost in his thoughts, deep down her ego was hurt, she couldn’t believe that ‘she; the famoush bollywood actress surrender her self-esteem to a low class being, and he didn’t bother to revert back her call’, whole day her mind was occupied in his thoughts and weighing her last night submission.

Her team also felt her lost in some thoughts but no one dared to ask due to her stardom, in the evening she came back to her home, her beloved lil sis Nupur welcomed her and asked her to freshen up to for dinner, Kriti took the dinner in silence, Nupur also didn’t ask any question.

Instead of joining Nupur in the daily ritual television watching, she retired early to her room, she was anxiciously waiting for his call, but the wait went in vain, because he didn’t call her. She waited till midnight and felt sleep while hoping for call.

Around 2 in the morning, her phone started ringing, she awoke, looked her phone with slit-eyes and a wave of delight run through her veins, because it was Aslam’s call, her beloved tormentor Aslam, to whom she surrendered her respect, her self-esteem.

She picked the call.

KRITI SANON
Hello, Aslam?

Aslam replied with the same harsh tone.

ASLAM
Ha meri chamak-challo, tera yaar aslam bol raha hu...

She blushed but liked the lecherous tone of him.

ASLAM
Bol kon hu me tera?
(asked with dominating voice)

Kriti know the drill and didn’t hesitate this time.

KRITI SANON
Mera yaar ASLAM.

She felt proud of her acceptance of him as her ‘yaar’.

ASLAM
Betichod moz kardi raand tune ye kehke hahaha

She again blushed by his vulgar comment.

ASLAM

Chal apni shakal dikha mujhe?
(he asked with manly tone)

Kriti got confused for a moment, but then think that he might want her again in that small and smelly room, but she was fine with that, she wanted to satiate her bodily desire at any cost, even at the cost of her well maintained reputation.

KRITI SANON
Kha par aana hai, wahi usi room me?
(she asked with genuine curiosity)

Aslam gave a teasing and sarcastic laugh.

ASLAM
Zada zaldi lage tujhe apne chuthad pitwane ki haramzadi hahaha, apni shakal dikha phone me sali kutiya hahaha

She felt embarrassed due to her eagerness to met him and satisfied her desire.

ASLAM
Chal randi photo wala phone mila mujhe; wo hota hai na tum amir randio ke paas lodsApp, uspe

Kriti grin listening to his uneducated comment, and agreed to do so. She cut the call, and gave him WhatsApp call like an obedient puppy, at this time she couldn’t deny him anything, she need him more than he needs her.

Aslam phone rang, Kriti was waiting desperately to finanlly saw his face after such a long play to rat and cat, but when he picked the call, she again felt disappointment because his face was hidden behind pitch darkness.

ASLAM
Wah meri rando moz ka thopda lage tera, kya chudkad shakel hai raat me bhi wah, le dumdar chuma muaaa
(gave her a perverted phone kiss)

Kriti can’t hide her grin, because of her depraved way of talking, Aslam saw that grin and knew he has finally got his prey.

ASLAM
Chal sari light zala de kamre ki, dikha apna chikna badan
(he asked with authority)

She didn’t hesitate a bit, got up from the bed and turns on all the light, her room was well lit by now.

ASLAM
Chal ab phone samne rakh de, aur dikha de apni lambi tandori tange hahaha

Kriti Sanon did what he asked, she kept the phone on table, and showed him her majestic goodness body, she posed like a model, throw her back in seductive poses, Aslam whistled while watching her show.

ASLAM
Wah meri randio ki rani, kya baat aaj to bade mood me lage tu, bina shara ke jalwe bikerti ja ri, chal ib lot ja ped me jake aur phone hath me rakh

She picked the phone and did as ordered. She waited for his next order, the anticipation of derogatory order made her wanton pussy wet, seconds kept on passing and the wait was killing her, she kept staring like a obedient bitch at the black screen of video call.

ASLAM
Mast lagri teri ye randio wali shakal, wah sali raand picture me bhi tu aesi hi randi lage
(he said with sadistic tone)

Kriti blushed from his comment, she couldn’t believe that one day a low class person would insult her like that in her own bedroom, and she would enjoy the derogatory remarks but all the unimaginable was happening today.

ASLAM
Chal randi full nangi(nude) hoga.

Kriti was momentarily hesitate but knew that she herself chooses that path and now there was no question of withdrawing. She got up from the bed, and stars unwraping her posh body but was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Sali haramzadi, gandu baap ki beti, nangi kya apni maa ki liye ho rahi hai, mujhe kon dekhayega, nangi hote hue.

She realized her mistake, she quickly picked her phone and adjusted it on the dressing table, so Aslam can see the show of stripping from the famous top-notch, pro-feminist actress Kriti Sanon.

She started lifting her tank top, but was again stopped by Aslam.

ASLAM
Sali ruk, aaj pheli bar mera liye nangi ho ri, record to kar ise, fir mujhe dena, mujhe bhi khushi hogi ki ek badi heroine ko Aslam ne nanga kar diya hahaha

She blushed from the idea of recording, and was reluctant to did so, but was also terrified by the thought of What if Aslam got angry again? She didn’t want him to upset, but not it was her who need him not the other way round.

KRITI SANON
Okay, par record kaise karu
(she asked shyly with a meek tone)

ASLAM
Randi itni badi herone hai or tere dhore camra bhi na, zaldi kar time na hai mera paas, sona bhi hai, chal kutiya zaldi kar

She got scared with his angry tone, and quickly went for her second phone, in less than 2 minutes, her second phone was ready to record her first stripping for her low class Romeo.

She started lifting her tank top, soon the tank top was seen on her posh bed, Kriti Sanon the famous bollywood actress was bare from top, and all that was also recording in her own phone for her tormentor Aslam, to who she surrendered her dignity.

She was expecting another dirty comment from Aslam, but he didn’t say a word, she got anxious and went for her pant, she put the long delicate fingers in the elastic and start pushing her pants down, with each second, her long slender legs were getting exposed for a low class person.

Soon, her pants can be seen on her ankle, and the ravishing actress was in her bra-panty, on a video call with her secret tormentor, in her own bedroom and was getting recorded by her own phone, for her lover, whom she can’t deny anything.

She took the pants from the ankle and toss them at the corner, her long toned legs were on full display, this time she was anticipating rude comment from him, but Aslam was mute, she got the idea that he won’t say anything until she is butt naked for him, she instantly went to unhook her bra, and soon her bra can be seen at the corner as well.

Kriti Sanon small and humble knockers were on display for Aslam, and was also recorded for him, without wasting any more time, she went for her panty, but this time instead of removing them quickly, her slutty mind was telling her to go for a tease for him.

She turned around, her bum was towards the video call and recorder, she looked over her shoulder at the black screen of video call, from whom she knew Aslam was looking her, in her own well lit posh bedroom, she give a flirty grin, like a girl gave to her lover, she went for the panty elastic, without breaking the eye contact with the video call camera, she pushed her panty down.

Her bum crack was exposed, she waited a moment with a teasing grin, then pulled more, now almost half of her toned and chiseled bum was exposed, she gave a teasing twerk to her posh bum, and then pulled her panty all the way down, the panty slid and rest on her ankle, she quickly collected the panty and tossed at the corner.

Now the famous, top-notch, super-feminist, actress Kriti Sanon was totally naked(nangi) from head to toe, in her own luxurious bedroom, on a video call of her tormentor as well as getting recorded for him.

After shedding her clothes along with her shame, she was expecting a dirty comment from him, but he was mum, she thought maybe after some flirt he would passed dirty remarks on the bollywood actress, so she started twerking her chiseled ASS, to the left, to the right, up-down, up-down, she was killing it with her twerking moves.

It was a sight of disbelief, the famous bollywood actress was twerking after midnight, in her own bedroom that also for a low class creep on a video call, and was herself recording her humiliating act.

Suddenly her naked twerking was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Gana chale ke maar bade bade thumke; gandu baap ki londiya.

She felt shocked because of his abusive language for her father, but she couldn’t deny him anything even at the cost of her father’s humiliation.

She went for her room stereo, she was felling blessed to have a sound proof room, else her baby sister Nupur Sanon would think she gone crazy at midnight.

She turn on the stereo, which was already set to her own song “Sweety Tera Drama(Bareilly Ki Barfi)”, she hesitate to dance naked on her own song for a moment, but Aslam voice shed that resistance, and her body starts moving on the beats.

ASLAM
Ye baat laga mote thumke randi, wah, shabash, thirka chuthad apne, maar zor zor ke thumke
(he cheered for her)

She was getting comfortable with every passing second, she starts nude dancing shamelessly, throwing her ASS towards the camera, shaking her boobs for video call, beads of sweats starts forming on her forehead.

Her shameless nude dancing was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Chut me dana dan ungli mar nachte hue, chal randi shuru kar turant.

She hesitate and her dance stopped, she couldn’t believe that he wants her to do the humiliation fingering on a video call while getting recorded, but her slight resistance was torn by Aslam strong dominant voice.

And she slowly stars fingering her wanton hole, the pace kept increasing with each passing second, her moves become more frantic and soon 4 of her fingers were inside her Cunt, juices was dripping all over the floor, body glistened with sweat, in the background her own song “Sweety Tera Drama” could be heard.

She couldn’t tolerate the pleasure while dancing, so she laid down on her bed, her legs raised in V position towards the camera and video call. “Ahhhhhh”, ‘yaassss’, OMGgggggg’ voices were coming deep from within her, she don’t care anymore what she was doing, all that matter in her own pleasure, a pleasure she now can only get while in presence of Aslam, fingering become so fast that it was nearly impossible to know the pace of fingers movement.

Soon enchanting sight was by seen by Aslam as well getting recorded, Kriti Sanon, the famous, pro-feminist, actress squirted like a faucet, there was no place on her bed which didn’t get wet by her wanton pussy juice, the fountain of cunt juice was wetting the floor as well, her climax stopped after almost 5 minutes, she couldn’t handle the after glow and passed out with a satiated and perverted smile on her slutty lips.

To be continued...​

 

[Der10]

UPDATE 7

Recap -

She sat on bed, looked at the mirror and she saw a woman first time after so many years, not a top-notch actress, or a lady who has to be pretentious for the sake of maintaining her stature in society but a real woman who has wanton desires.

Now continue -

Kriti kept waiting till dawn for his call, but he didn’t revert back. She was desperate whole night to talk to him, to listen his derogatory remarks for her, but her wish didn’t full-fill.

The whole day she was lost in his thoughts, deep down her ego was hurt, she couldn’t believe that ‘she; the famoush bollywood actress surrender her self-esteem to a low class being, and he didn’t bother to revert back her call’, whole day her mind was occupied in his thoughts and weighing her last night submission.

Her team also felt her lost in some thoughts but no one dared to ask due to her stardom, in the evening she came back to her home, her beloved lil sis Nupur welcomed her and asked her to freshen up to for dinner, Kriti took the dinner in silence, Nupur also didn’t ask any question.

Instead of joining Nupur in the daily ritual television watching, she retired early to her room, she was anxiciously waiting for his call, but the wait went in vain, because he didn’t call her. She waited till midnight and felt sleep while hoping for call.

Around 2 in the morning, her phone started ringing, she awoke, looked her phone with slit-eyes and a wave of delight run through her veins, because it was Aslam’s call, her beloved tormentor Aslam, to whom she surrendered her respect, her self-esteem.

She picked the call.

KRITI SANON
Hello, Aslam?

Aslam replied with the same harsh tone.

ASLAM
Ha meri chamak-challo, tera yaar aslam bol raha hu...

She blushed but liked the lecherous tone of him.

ASLAM
Bol kon hu me tera?
(asked with dominating voice)

Kriti know the drill and didn’t hesitate this time.

KRITI SANON
Mera yaar ASLAM.

She felt proud of her acceptance of him as her ‘yaar’.

ASLAM
Betichod moz kardi raand tune ye kehke hahaha

She again blushed by his vulgar comment.

ASLAM

Chal apni shakal dikha mujhe?
(he asked with manly tone)

Kriti got confused for a moment, but then think that he might want her again in that small and smelly room, but she was fine with that, she wanted to satiate her bodily desire at any cost, even at the cost of her well maintained reputation.

KRITI SANON
Kha par aana hai, wahi usi room me?
(she asked with genuine curiosity)

Aslam gave a teasing and sarcastic laugh.

ASLAM
Zada zaldi lage tujhe apne chuthad pitwane ki haramzadi hahaha, apni shakal dikha phone me sali kutiya hahaha

She felt embarrassed due to her eagerness to met him and satisfied her desire.

ASLAM
Chal randi photo wala phone mila mujhe; wo hota hai na tum amir randio ke paas lodsApp, uspe

Kriti grin listening to his uneducated comment, and agreed to do so. She cut the call, and gave him WhatsApp call like an obedient puppy, at this time she couldn’t deny him anything, she need him more than he needs her.

Aslam phone rang, Kriti was waiting desperately to finanlly saw his face after such a long play to rat and cat, but when he picked the call, she again felt disappointment because his face was hidden behind pitch darkness.

ASLAM
Wah meri rando moz ka thopda lage tera, kya chudkad shakel hai raat me bhi wah, le dumdar chuma muaaa
(gave her a perverted phone kiss)

Kriti can’t hide her grin, because of her depraved way of talking, Aslam saw that grin and knew he has finally got his prey.

ASLAM
Chal sari light zala de kamre ki, dikha apna chikna badan
(he asked with authority)

She didn’t hesitate a bit, got up from the bed and turns on all the light, her room was well lit by now.

ASLAM
Chal ab phone samne rakh de, aur dikha de apni lambi tandori tange hahaha

Kriti Sanon did what he asked, she kept the phone on table, and showed him her majestic goodness body, she posed like a model, throw her back in seductive poses, Aslam whistled while watching her show.

ASLAM
Wah meri randio ki rani, kya baat aaj to bade mood me lage tu, bina shara ke jalwe bikerti ja ri, chal ib lot ja ped me jake aur phone hath me rakh

She picked the phone and did as ordered. She waited for his next order, the anticipation of derogatory order made her wanton pussy wet, seconds kept on passing and the wait was killing her, she kept staring like a obedient bitch at the black screen of video call.

ASLAM
Mast lagri teri ye randio wali shakal, wah sali raand picture me bhi tu aesi hi randi lage
(he said with sadistic tone)

Kriti blushed from his comment, she couldn’t believe that one day a low class person would insult her like that in her own bedroom, and she would enjoy the derogatory remarks but all the unimaginable was happening today.

ASLAM
Chal randi full nangi(nude) hoga.

Kriti was momentarily hesitate but knew that she herself chooses that path and now there was no question of withdrawing. She got up from the bed, and stars unwraping her posh body but was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Sali haramzadi, gandu baap ki beti, nangi kya apni maa ki liye ho rahi hai, mujhe kon dekhayega, nangi hote hue.

She realized her mistake, she quickly picked her phone and adjusted it on the dressing table, so Aslam can see the show of stripping from the famous top-notch, pro-feminist actress Kriti Sanon.

She started lifting her tank top, but was again stopped by Aslam.

ASLAM
Sali ruk, aaj pheli bar mera liye nangi ho ri, record to kar ise, fir mujhe dena, mujhe bhi khushi hogi ki ek badi heroine ko Aslam ne nanga kar diya hahaha

She blushed from the idea of recording, and was reluctant to did so, but was also terrified by the thought of What if Aslam got angry again? She didn’t want him to upset, but not it was her who need him not the other way round.

KRITI SANON
Okay, par record kaise karu
(she asked shyly with a meek tone)

ASLAM
Randi itni badi herone hai or tere dhore camra bhi na, zaldi kar time na hai mera paas, sona bhi hai, chal kutiya zaldi kar

She got scared with his angry tone, and quickly went for her second phone, in less than 2 minutes, her second phone was ready to record her first stripping for her low class Romeo.

She started lifting her tank top, soon the tank top was seen on her posh bed, Kriti Sanon the famous bollywood actress was bare from top, and all that was also recording in her own phone for her tormentor Aslam, to who she surrendered her dignity.

She was expecting another dirty comment from Aslam, but he didn’t say a word, she got anxious and went for her pant, she put the long delicate fingers in the elastic and start pushing her pants down, with each second, her long slender legs were getting exposed for a low class person.

Soon, her pants can be seen on her ankle, and the ravishing actress was in her bra-panty, on a video call with her secret tormentor, in her own bedroom and was getting recorded by her own phone, for her lover, whom she can’t deny anything.

She took the pants from the ankle and toss them at the corner, her long toned legs were on full display, this time she was anticipating rude comment from him, but Aslam was mute, she got the idea that he won’t say anything until she is butt naked for him, she instantly went to unhook her bra, and soon her bra can be seen at the corner as well.

Kriti Sanon small and humble knockers were on display for Aslam, and was also recorded for him, without wasting any more time, she went for her panty, but this time instead of removing them quickly, her slutty mind was telling her to go for a tease for him.

She turned around, her bum was towards the video call and recorder, she looked over her shoulder at the black screen of video call, from whom she knew Aslam was looking her, in her own well lit posh bedroom, she give a flirty grin, like a girl gave to her lover, she went for the panty elastic, without breaking the eye contact with the video call camera, she pushed her panty down.

Her bum crack was exposed, she waited a moment with a teasing grin, then pulled more, now almost half of her toned and chiseled bum was exposed, she gave a teasing twerk to her posh bum, and then pulled her panty all the way down, the panty slid and rest on her ankle, she quickly collected the panty and tossed at the corner.

Now the famous, top-notch, super-feminist, actress Kriti Sanon was totally naked(nangi) from head to toe, in her own luxurious bedroom, on a video call of her tormentor as well as getting recorded for him.

After shedding her clothes along with her shame, she was expecting a dirty comment from him, but he was mum, she thought maybe after some flirt he would passed dirty remarks on the bollywood actress, so she started twerking her chiseled ASS, to the left, to the right, up-down, up-down, she was killing it with her twerking moves.

It was a sight of disbelief, the famous bollywood actress was twerking after midnight, in her own bedroom that also for a low class creep on a video call, and was herself recording her humiliating act.

Suddenly her naked twerking was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Gana chale ke maar bade bade thumke; gandu baap ki londiya.

She felt shocked because of his abusive language for her father, but she couldn’t deny him anything even at the cost of her father’s humiliation.

She went for her room stereo, she was felling blessed to have a sound proof room, else her baby sister Nupur Sanon would think she gone crazy at midnight.

She turn on the stereo, which was already set to her own song “Sweety Tera Drama(Bareilly Ki Barfi)”, she hesitate to dance naked on her own song for a moment, but Aslam voice shed that resistance, and her body starts moving on the beats.

ASLAM
Ye baat laga mote thumke randi, wah, shabash, thirka chuthad apne, maar zor zor ke thumke
(he cheered for her)

She was getting comfortable with every passing second, she starts nude dancing shamelessly, throwing her ASS towards the camera, shaking her boobs for video call, beads of sweats starts forming on her forehead.

Her shameless nude dancing was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Chut me dana dan ungli mar nachte hue, chal randi shuru kar turant.

She hesitate and her dance stopped, she couldn’t believe that he wants her to do the humiliation fingering on a video call while getting recorded, but her slight resistance was torn by Aslam strong dominant voice.

And she slowly stars fingering her wanton hole, the pace kept increasing with each passing second, her moves become more frantic and soon 4 of her fingers were inside her Cunt, juices was dripping all over the floor, body glistened with sweat, in the background her own song “Sweety Tera Drama” could be heard.

She couldn’t tolerate the pleasure while dancing, so she laid down on her bed, her legs raised in V position towards the camera and video call. “Ahhhhhh”, ‘yaassss’, OMGgggggg’ voices were coming deep from within her, she don’t care anymore what she was doing, all that matter in her own pleasure, a pleasure she now can only get while in presence of Aslam, fingering become so fast that it was nearly impossible to know the pace of fingers movement.

Soon enchanting sight was by seen by Aslam as well getting recorded, Kriti Sanon, the famous, pro-feminist, actress squirted like a faucet, there was no place on her bed which didn’t get wet by her wanton pussy juice, the fountain of cunt juice was wetting the floor as well, her climax stopped after almost 5 minutes, she couldn’t handle the after glow and passed out with a satiated and perverted smile on her slutty lips.

To be continued..​

 

[Andy142]

UPDATE 7

Recap -

She sat on bed, looked at the mirror and she saw a woman first time after so many years, not a top-notch actress, or a lady who has to be pretentious for the sake of maintaining her stature in society but a real woman who has wanton desires.

Now continue -

Kriti kept waiting till dawn for his call, but he didn’t revert back. She was desperate whole night to talk to him, to listen his derogatory remarks for her, but her wish didn’t full-fill.

The whole day she was lost in his thoughts, deep down her ego was hurt, she couldn’t believe that ‘she; the famoush bollywood actress surrender her self-esteem to a low class being, and he didn’t bother to revert back her call’, whole day her mind was occupied in his thoughts and weighing her last night submission.

Her team also felt her lost in some thoughts but no one dared to ask due to her stardom, in the evening she came back to her home, her beloved lil sis Nupur welcomed her and asked her to freshen up to for dinner, Kriti took the dinner in silence, Nupur also didn’t ask any question.

Instead of joining Nupur in the daily ritual television watching, she retired early to her room, she was anxiciously waiting for his call, but the wait went in vain, because he didn’t call her. She waited till midnight and felt sleep while hoping for call.

Around 2 in the morning, her phone started ringing, she awoke, looked her phone with slit-eyes and a wave of delight run through her veins, because it was Aslam’s call, her beloved tormentor Aslam, to whom she surrendered her respect, her self-esteem.

She picked the call.

KRITI SANON
Hello, Aslam?

Aslam replied with the same harsh tone.

ASLAM
Ha meri chamak-challo, tera yaar aslam bol raha hu...

She blushed but liked the lecherous tone of him.

ASLAM
Bol kon hu me tera?
(asked with dominating voice)

Kriti know the drill and didn’t hesitate this time.

KRITI SANON
Mera yaar ASLAM.

She felt proud of her acceptance of him as her ‘yaar’.

ASLAM
Betichod moz kardi raand tune ye kehke hahaha

She again blushed by his vulgar comment.

ASLAM

Chal apni shakal dikha mujhe?
(he asked with manly tone)

Kriti got confused for a moment, but then think that he might want her again in that small and smelly room, but she was fine with that, she wanted to satiate her bodily desire at any cost, even at the cost of her well maintained reputation.

KRITI SANON
Kha par aana hai, wahi usi room me?
(she asked with genuine curiosity)

Aslam gave a teasing and sarcastic laugh.

ASLAM
Zada zaldi lage tujhe apne chuthad pitwane ki haramzadi hahaha, apni shakal dikha phone me sali kutiya hahaha

She felt embarrassed due to her eagerness to met him and satisfied her desire.

ASLAM
Chal randi photo wala phone mila mujhe; wo hota hai na tum amir randio ke paas lodsApp, uspe

Kriti grin listening to his uneducated comment, and agreed to do so. She cut the call, and gave him WhatsApp call like an obedient puppy, at this time she couldn’t deny him anything, she need him more than he needs her.

Aslam phone rang, Kriti was waiting desperately to finanlly saw his face after such a long play to rat and cat, but when he picked the call, she again felt disappointment because his face was hidden behind pitch darkness.

ASLAM
Wah meri rando moz ka thopda lage tera, kya chudkad shakel hai raat me bhi wah, le dumdar chuma muaaa
(gave her a perverted phone kiss)

Kriti can’t hide her grin, because of her depraved way of talking, Aslam saw that grin and knew he has finally got his prey.

ASLAM
Chal sari light zala de kamre ki, dikha apna chikna badan
(he asked with authority)

She didn’t hesitate a bit, got up from the bed and turns on all the light, her room was well lit by now.

ASLAM
Chal ab phone samne rakh de, aur dikha de apni lambi tandori tange hahaha

Kriti Sanon did what he asked, she kept the phone on table, and showed him her majestic goodness body, she posed like a model, throw her back in seductive poses, Aslam whistled while watching her show.

ASLAM
Wah meri randio ki rani, kya baat aaj to bade mood me lage tu, bina shara ke jalwe bikerti ja ri, chal ib lot ja ped me jake aur phone hath me rakh

She picked the phone and did as ordered. She waited for his next order, the anticipation of derogatory order made her wanton pussy wet, seconds kept on passing and the wait was killing her, she kept staring like a obedient bitch at the black screen of video call.

ASLAM
Mast lagri teri ye randio wali shakal, wah sali raand picture me bhi tu aesi hi randi lage
(he said with sadistic tone)

Kriti blushed from his comment, she couldn’t believe that one day a low class person would insult her like that in her own bedroom, and she would enjoy the derogatory remarks but all the unimaginable was happening today.

ASLAM
Chal randi full nangi(nude) hoga.

Kriti was momentarily hesitate but knew that she herself chooses that path and now there was no question of withdrawing. She got up from the bed, and stars unwraping her posh body but was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Sali haramzadi, gandu baap ki beti, nangi kya apni maa ki liye ho rahi hai, mujhe kon dekhayega, nangi hote hue.

She realized her mistake, she quickly picked her phone and adjusted it on the dressing table, so Aslam can see the show of stripping from the famous top-notch, pro-feminist actress Kriti Sanon.

She started lifting her tank top, but was again stopped by Aslam.

ASLAM
Sali ruk, aaj pheli bar mera liye nangi ho ri, record to kar ise, fir mujhe dena, mujhe bhi khushi hogi ki ek badi heroine ko Aslam ne nanga kar diya hahaha

She blushed from the idea of recording, and was reluctant to did so, but was also terrified by the thought of What if Aslam got angry again? She didn’t want him to upset, but not it was her who need him not the other way round.

KRITI SANON
Okay, par record kaise karu
(she asked shyly with a meek tone)

ASLAM
Randi itni badi herone hai or tere dhore camra bhi na, zaldi kar time na hai mera paas, sona bhi hai, chal kutiya zaldi kar

She got scared with his angry tone, and quickly went for her second phone, in less than 2 minutes, her second phone was ready to record her first stripping for her low class Romeo.

She started lifting her tank top, soon the tank top was seen on her posh bed, Kriti Sanon the famous bollywood actress was bare from top, and all that was also recording in her own phone for her tormentor Aslam, to who she surrendered her dignity.

She was expecting another dirty comment from Aslam, but he didn’t say a word, she got anxious and went for her pant, she put the long delicate fingers in the elastic and start pushing her pants down, with each second, her long slender legs were getting exposed for a low class person.

Soon, her pants can be seen on her ankle, and the ravishing actress was in her bra-panty, on a video call with her secret tormentor, in her own bedroom and was getting recorded by her own phone, for her lover, whom she can’t deny anything.

She took the pants from the ankle and toss them at the corner, her long toned legs were on full display, this time she was anticipating rude comment from him, but Aslam was mute, she got the idea that he won’t say anything until she is butt naked for him, she instantly went to unhook her bra, and soon her bra can be seen at the corner as well.

Kriti Sanon small and humble knockers were on display for Aslam, and was also recorded for him, without wasting any more time, she went for her panty, but this time instead of removing them quickly, her slutty mind was telling her to go for a tease for him.

She turned around, her bum was towards the video call and recorder, she looked over her shoulder at the black screen of video call, from whom she knew Aslam was looking her, in her own well lit posh bedroom, she give a flirty grin, like a girl gave to her lover, she went for the panty elastic, without breaking the eye contact with the video call camera, she pushed her panty down.

Her bum crack was exposed, she waited a moment with a teasing grin, then pulled more, now almost half of her toned and chiseled bum was exposed, she gave a teasing twerk to her posh bum, and then pulled her panty all the way down, the panty slid and rest on her ankle, she quickly collected the panty and tossed at the corner.

Now the famous, top-notch, super-feminist, actress Kriti Sanon was totally naked(nangi) from head to toe, in her own luxurious bedroom, on a video call of her tormentor as well as getting recorded for him.

After shedding her clothes along with her shame, she was expecting a dirty comment from him, but he was mum, she thought maybe after some flirt he would passed dirty remarks on the bollywood actress, so she started twerking her chiseled ASS, to the left, to the right, up-down, up-down, she was killing it with her twerking moves.

It was a sight of disbelief, the famous bollywood actress was twerking after midnight, in her own bedroom that also for a low class creep on a video call, and was herself recording her humiliating act.

Suddenly her naked twerking was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Gana chale ke maar bade bade thumke; gandu baap ki londiya.

She felt shocked because of his abusive language for her father, but she couldn’t deny him anything even at the cost of her father’s humiliation.

She went for her room stereo, she was felling blessed to have a sound proof room, else her baby sister Nupur Sanon would think she gone crazy at midnight.

She turn on the stereo, which was already set to her own song “Sweety Tera Drama(Bareilly Ki Barfi)”, she hesitate to dance naked on her own song for a moment, but Aslam voice shed that resistance, and her body starts moving on the beats.

ASLAM
Ye baat laga mote thumke randi, wah, shabash, thirka chuthad apne, maar zor zor ke thumke
(he cheered for her)

She was getting comfortable with every passing second, she starts nude dancing shamelessly, throwing her ASS towards the camera, shaking her boobs for video call, beads of sweats starts forming on her forehead.

Her shameless nude dancing was stopped by Aslam voice.

ASLAM
Chut me dana dan ungli mar nachte hue, chal randi shuru kar turant.

She hesitate and her dance stopped, she couldn’t believe that he wants her to do the humiliation fingering on a video call while getting recorded, but her slight resistance was torn by Aslam strong dominant voice.

And she slowly stars fingering her wanton hole, the pace kept increasing with each passing second, her moves become more frantic and soon 4 of her fingers were inside her Cunt, juices was dripping all over the floor, body glistened with sweat, in the background her own song “Sweety Tera Drama” could be heard.

She couldn’t tolerate the pleasure while dancing, so she laid down on her bed, her legs raised in V position towards the camera and video call. “Ahhhhhh”, ‘yaassss’, OMGgggggg’ voices were coming deep from within her, she don’t care anymore what she was doing, all that matter in her own pleasure, a pleasure she now can only get while in presence of Aslam, fingering become so fast that it was nearly impossible to know the pace of fingers movement.

Soon enchanting sight was by seen by Aslam as well getting recorded, Kriti Sanon, the famous, pro-feminist, actress squirted like a faucet, there was no place on her bed which didn’t get wet by her wanton pussy juice, the fountain of cunt juice was wetting the floor as well, her climax stopped after almost 5 minutes, she couldn’t handle the after glow and passed out with a satiated and perverted smile on her slutty lips.

To be continued...​

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