Amisha's Ass Fucked
09-20-2012, 07:31 PM
Amisha's Ass Fucked
Amisha Patel has had a terrible 2007, her parents ripped her off and stole her money, her relationship with Vikram Bhatt collpased and now she was stuck trying to resurrect her career by playing sexy. The fastest way to change your image was doing an item number, Amisha had spent two months dieting and getting in shape to do an item number but the film had been shelved. All her effort had been for nothing.
One morning, she got a call from her agent Hari "Madam, Bunty has a 6 week tour of the US, Canada & Europe leaving in 20 days, Koena Mitra has dropped out due to some issue and they are looking for a replacement, if you can get to Bunty now and convince him, its $200,000 minumum gurantee + bonuses"
Amisha heard Hari out, she hated these stage shows, it was hectic, tiring and boring but $200,000 was a lot of money for her now and would go a long way. "Hariji, ill talk to Bunty right away" Bunty was a pretty well known produce in the circle and had worked with big stars, of late he had stopped producing and moved into event and show management. She called Bunty but he did not answer. A few seconds later her phone buzzed with a text "who is this"
This is how far her stock had fallen. From blockbuster heroine to being an unknown, god knows how long it would be before Bhojpuri producers began calling her. She texed back "Hi Buty, Its Amisha, can we talk regarding your overseas tour" A few mins later she got another text "Amisha, i am busy all day and heading to London tomorrow morn, show is locked in" Amisha was dissapointed, she needed this more than anything "Bunty, i know Koena dropped out, pls, lets just meet" She didnt hear back though.
Two hours later she got a text, "my place tonight. 11. ill send the car" Amisha had an omnious feeling but she disregarded that, she had to go and charm the pants off Bunty... Later that evening she sat in the back of Bunty's Porsche Cayenne the typical 'filmi' car and checked her self in her pocket mirror. She had never looked this good, her blonde brown hair flowed, her skin was flawless, she had lost the excess weight and her tits were smaller now but they were still pretty big. She looked smashing. Only if she could have looked like this 5 years ago, she would have been competing with Kareena Kapoors and Priyanka Chopras.
Twenty mins later she reached Bunty's apartment building and took the elevator to the 10th floor. She was let into the flat by a maid and asked to take a seat. It was a nice place, very plush & classy, Bunty had obviously done pretty well. Bunty walked out, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, "Hi, Amisha can i get you anything"
Amisha got up and gave him a hug, felt his hands on her back for a second too long.. "No, thanks Bunty, i am fine"
They sat across from each other & Bunty gave her a once over, "What can i do for you"
"Bunty, id like to be a part of the tour, i know that..."
"Amisha, look Koena dropped out because she needed another nose job and couldnt schedule it in later, i already have three people ready to sign on for less than i was paying Koena. In fact i have a letter of intent from Tanushree Dutta right somewhere here"
Amisha, sat quiet for a second, then she spoke, she put in a lot of energy in it and began "Bunty, look at me, i have never looked better, i know i have been out of the scene for a while but i will always be hotter and a better bet than B-C grade girls like Tanushree & Koena, i deserve this chance and i promise you wont regret it"
Bunty was quiet, he was looking at Amisha intently "Amisha, you are looking good but good looking girls are a dime a dozen, tum aur kya karogi" (wat else will you do)
Amisha didnt understand for a second, she was not used to such hints as she never had to fuck for parts. Most of her cock supply came from preferance and was always for pleasure never for profit. "What do you mean by aur kya (what else) i can take a rate cut" Bunty laughed, "Amisha, look around do you think i need the money" Amisha felt quiet and felt stupid for brining up money, she felt like a commodity, worse she was selling herself.
"Bunty, i was this gig, how can i make this offer attractive for you" she said as if on auto pilot. She knew where this could lead but she had no choice, she was alone in the world, she was exceedingly attractive and would have to pay the price for both the things. Bunty lit up, "i can think of a few things" and he got up and walked up to Amisha.
He held her hand in his face, looked into her eyes, ran his index finger into her mouth, Amisha by reflex took it in and salivated all over it, then she began a sucking motion, Bunty had been Dia Mirzas boyfriend for a while, fucking Dia had been fun but Dia looked nothing as ravishing as Amisha... his cock began to stir, Amisha caught the movement happening near her tits and put her hands on his waist and knelt down. She knew she would have to do this and do this right. It was finally time for her to get off her high horse and get fucking like all her colleagues.
Bunty grabbed her hair and pulled his cock out forcing her to take it in her mouth. With his other hand he began to massage Amishas humongous breasts, she had the best breasts in the industry after Ayesha Takia (who he hadnt fucked) Amisha began to lick all over Buntys cockhead and started slathering it in huge gobs of saliva, moving the thing in and out of her mouth.
09-20-2012, 07:31 PM
RE: Amisha's Ass Fucked
Bunty began to move his cock in and out of Amishas mouth, he looked down to see Amisha looking up at her with saliva and cum dripping down her chin and onto her white tank top and into her cleavage. . This was too erotic even for someone who fucked moviestars regularly.
After a little more humping he pulled his cock out and slapped Amisha on her cheek with it, it made him laugh, Amisha was cold to it, she didnt care, she was going to worry about this later, she grabbed his cock but before she could take it in his mouth she heard Bunty
"Uth, chal andar chale" (Get up, lets go inside) saying this he grabbed her by the hand and led her into the bedroom with his hard cock leading the way. Once inside he took his shirt off and asked Amisha to do the same "Jaldi kapde utar, aur laith ja" (take off your clothes and lie down"
she does as she is told and lies down "Aise nai, ulti ho, turn around, quick" amisha confused is slow to react "listen, Amisha, i dont want to fuck your chut samji (understand) pata nai kitne ghuse hain usme (god knows how many have been in there) Amisha naked, with a cock in her face goes even more red if possible.
"Apni gand marwai hain kya tune" (have you been fucked up the ass) she is shocked by the question and the language "have you or no" she shakes her head no and begins to tear up.
"listen, im not forcing you, if you dont want it you can leave" she shakes no and turns around. Bunty climbs on top of her smooth back, runs his eyes on to the gorgeous, round ass and puts his hand between the cheeks. "say it" "Say meri gand maro" i wan to hear you say it. Amisha, further humiliated says so and this really spurs on Bunty.
He rubs his cock and puts some of the precum up Amishas asshole for lubrication then he begins to put his finger inside and moves it in and out to dilate it for his cock. Amisha feels his fingers and hates what she has gotten herself into but its too late to do anything now. She feels wetness in her ass and then feels a cock near her hole.
His cock moves into her ass, slowly but surely, the pain is strong and Amisha feels it and winces but she gets a smack on the cheek by Bunty "Rand, maza le, ro mat" "Bitch, enjoy it, dont sulk" he drives it in further and then pulls out, driving it in again, each time a little further in.
Bunty then lifted her ass a bit higher and put a pillow under her. Then he knelt behind her on the bed and with one hand started to rub her clit, this relaxed Amisha and she forgot about the cock in her ass and focused on the feeling in her pussy.
As Bunty began to fuck her slowly, she started to get into a rhythm too, she was going to make a lot of money might as well enjoy it some. After a few mins of rhtymic fucking she started to squirm and thrust back, and each time she thrust back Buntys cock was further forced up her ass.
After a few sustained thrusts Bunty was balls-deep in her ass. as he continued the movement he began to mumble "maza araha hain ke nai" (you having fun) but Amisha did not reply, so he slapped her ass again "jawab de rand, you enjoying or no" Amisha replied in the affirmative "ha, ata hain, i am enjoying"
Bunty then slid his cock out a little so he could move further up and down until his was all the way in. Amisha began to moan, this coupled with his cock moving in and out of her ass, was begining to make him cum. He could feel his balls tingle, he grabbed Amishas hair and pulled up, he saw her face in the mirrior eyes, shut, grimacing, lost someplace, her expression sent him over the edge and he began to cum.
He pulled out and ran over to Amishas face and shoved his cock into her mouth. Amisha was completely caught unawares and didnt realise what happened until she smelled her ass on his cock, she thought she would be sick but Bunty began to thrust into her mouth and very quickly came.
The shot ran in her mouth and leaked out of her mouth. Bunty seeing this, collapsed next to her, dizzy. "Aise to main kisi ko nai choda hain" i havent fucked anyone like this ever.
Amisha collapsed too, wiping the cum of her face and chin, feeling the ache in her ass. She was about to ask what now when Bunty said "You are in, but your ass is mine"
Amisha nodded and lay down in bed. Bunty got up, got dressed, went over to his desk and got some papers a few mins later. Here is an offer, have your secretary go over and it and send me the confirmation.
He picked up her clothes, threw them out of the room, now if you dont mind, i have work to do. Amisha, cumstained and naked, limped out of the room wondering how she was going to spend the $200,000.
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