In the Shop - 8

Mr. Mangeskar: Arre yaar! What are you doing! Just stop! You are blotting the whole buildup!

Pyaremohan-ji and myself - we both were startled by this sudden reaction of the director. I thought he was doing it quite okay, especially the second time. He was exerting quite a bit of force.

Mr. Mangeskar: Just see the expression on Anita’s face! Its getting to normal! Pyaremohan-ji you are not doing anything so that the rage stays on her face. Seems you are not getting my point! You are molesting a woman… so that harsh thing needs to play most of the time! Hopeless!

I looked at Mr. Pyaremohan. He looked a bit confused, but at the same time he was breathing heavily and obviously was very much excited caressing me for such a long time.

Pyaremohan: But… I mean… I… I was doing…the second time I think… but…

Mr. Mangeskar: What but… but…. Stop babbling! Get out of the sofa and I will show you how to do it.

What did he mean? Alarm bells started ringing immediately in my mind, but I was amidst such excitement that I could not gather the strength to get up and resist. Mr. Pyaremohan got out of the bed in a very vulgar manner; he was openly holding his lund over his lungi as he got off the sofa. Even before I could take a mouthful of air, the director jumped on the bed and readily rode my body!

Me: Eiii… what are you…. I mean… please…

I fumbled miserably due to my sexually stimulated state and the director took the fullest advantage of that!

Mr. Mangeskar: Relax Anita! No need to panic! I will just do a demo for him. He is unable to grasp what I want from him. You just respond to my actions – that’s all! Pyaremohan-ji, you just follow my actions and see how I strip her more so that it imitates a real intercourse!

Pyaremohan: Sure

I was shocked listening to the last part – “strip her more” – what did he mean? I was already clad only in my bra as my upper cover and stripping more… did he want me to act topless or what? I exclaimed within myself and automatically my lips parted thinking of such a situation. But unfortunately there was hardly any time for me to ponder or protest to that because a new man was there on my body already!

The director, Mr. Mangeskar, jumped upon the sofa and bent over my body keeping his hands on my sides for balance. He was rather quick to straighten himself on my body – it seemed as if… as if I was a randi lying on bed and customers were in queue to taste my juicy figure! I could instantly trace his bulge inside his three quarter pants pressing me over my pelvic area. I was so uncomfortable that I had to move my heavy gaand a little and adjust my body to accommodate him! Mr. Mangeskar hugged me tightly feeling my full breasts on his flat chest and then turned towards Mr. Pyaremohan!

Mr. Mangeskar: See Pyaremohan-ji, you should curb Anita’s legs like this and her hands like this. Okay? Afterall you must look like taming her!

Uff! It was so, so irritating – this “teacher-like” attitude of this man, but it was only expected of a director to have the capacity to explain and demonstrate scenes. Mr. Mangeskar locked my legs with his long hairy legs and simultaneously held my arms and stretched them up above my head quite forcefully.

Me: Aaaaaah……!

It was painful and this action also made my breasts heave up significantly within my bra and I felt very tight because by that time my mammaries had grown to their fullest resilient size due to this continuous fondling and squeezing I was experiencing in the name of acting.

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, this is imprtotant… see how I rub my face on Anita’s breasts?

Hardly did he finish his words that he was rubbing his face very hard on my bra-covered tits. I was shuffling, I was moving my head to and fro, I was swaying and rubbing my big ass on the sofa – I was utterly uncomfortable and was naturally getting horribly excited as his stiff beard abraded on my boob flesh. It was indeed an eerie sensation making my nipples go rock hard and my vaginal walls contracting heavily in extreme thrill!

Me: Ohhhh… Aauuu! Your be… be…. beard!

The director paid no heed to my cries and continued pressing his face on my fully developed breasts. He was moving his head and pushing his nose in such a way that it seemed he was sniffing my whole breast area like a hungry dog! Suddenly he stooped his movement and looked at Mr. Pyaremohan again.

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, I thought you should have done this while you were with Anita. (The director lifted his upper part of his body off my body lying on the sofa) As you can see Anita’s nipples are quite clearly visible through her bra and camera had capped that adequately… and any male seeing this should get amply stimulated to bite or pinch such lovely swollen nips and more so in a **** scene! Isn’t it?

Pyaremohan: Yes, yes. I noticed them… but… I thought…

Mr. Mangeskar: Don’t think! That’s my job! You just do it!

What a conversation! I almost died in shame hearing that. My ears were all red, but I was in such an elated state with a leaking pussy that I had to digest all these humiliating talks! The director was instantly back in action and positioned his face right over my right breast and his lips just in front of my nipple and…

Me: Please don’t stop!

He held my right breast nipple over my brassiere in between his teeth! I could not even protest his movements as my hands were already tightly held by him!

Me: Eeee…….SSShhh h!

I gasped for breath as the director continued to bite my swollen nipple! He was not ignorant to my left breast and started alternating with my nipples! I virtually went wild in excitement during this action and was shrieking most shamelessly. I was throwing my legs very indecently in the air such that my wet petticoat hiked up exposing my legs adequately.

Me: Stop! Maaa!

The last bite was so strong that it almost brought tears to my eyes! The bastard! Even my husband had never bit my nipples like that when he fucks me! The right nipple was aching and the nipple was so taut and standing! Uh! I was literally gasping for a proper breath when the director again started his confounded teaching to my co-actor.

Mr. Mangeskar: So have you followed that Pyaremohan-ji? You need to bite in such a way that Anita must cry out… like I did… see there’s tears on her eyes… afterall you are raping her man! So bring that zeal in your action!

Pyaremohan: (with a very jolly face) Yes, yes. I would love to do that!

Mr. Mangeskar: Good!

Me: Please… I can’t take it anymore… Ahhhhh!

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita! I told you to just respond to my actions so that Pyaremohan-ji gets the chance to grasp the whole thing and perform in a better way! So just keep your mouth shut! He said the last few words pointing his finger on his lips.

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, concentrate. Now observe how I strip her off the petticoat. Always remember that when you try to strip a woman of any of her clothes the best route is via a kiss. So in our ad also the servant takes that path and compels his malkin for a kiss and smoothens the path. Just see!

Me: No… no, please don’t open that… Hai daiya!

I was feeling really hopeless and virtually staggered the way things were shaping up! My whole body was trembling in sexual thrill while my pussy was discharging juices in trickles into my panty and my legs were getting indecently apart quite involuntarily! As I looked down at my boobs, I could clearly see my swollen nipples very much prominent over my brassiere. I closed my eyes in shame or may be in anxiousness or may be… may be in anticipation!

Mr. Mangeskar was holding my hands above my head and now he quickly brought his face right over my face and his lips touched mine.

Me: Naa… p-l-e-a-s-e…

I tried to avoid, but my body heat betrayed me and the director easily locked my juicy lips into his. Honestly I was slowly started liking the sensation of his stiff beard! It was a completely different feeling (though initially was indeed irritating), but now as I was getting further and further hyper, I was in fact enjoying it! He started tasting my lower lips and then licked and sucked my upper lips. I could inhale a nice breath freshener scent in his mouth, which definitely made me feel good too!

Me: Uumm… Mm….

Mr. Mangeskar realizing quickly that I was an easy prey, slowly probed his tongue deep inside my mouth tasting my mouth and lips fully. He seemed a pretty decent kisser and played my tongue for quite some time with good care giving me awesome pleasure. He was indeed pressing my body hard and my full sized boobs were getting crushed under his chest. He must have been thoroughly enjoying the feel of my big round tits on his chest. My whole figure was bending in utmost elation and I responded very positively to his actions and kissed him back embracing him tightly.

Me: Aaaaah…. Um….. Oohh!

He returned me with an even deeper kiss and this time he freed my arms, which were held above my head and moved his hands down over my firm breasts and stared massaging my flesh gently. I was gasping for breath and immediately held his body with my arms also was so excited that I hugged his body with my arms.

Relieved and was trembling in delight getting the feel of a second male hand on my full-sized globes in so short a time period! Mr. Mangeskar obviously did not stop there and slid his hand over my navel to my waist and within a flash he very skillfully unfastened the knot of my petticoat and I was unquestionably heading towards nudity.

I honestly was not in a position at all to resist anymore as I had started to “boil” by that time. I was surely not within myself anymore because being the wife of someone else I was lying here with some totally unknown male and another man was watching my shameless act with greedy eyes! The director was fully utilizing the situation to amply taste my firm milk jugs with one hand.

Tasting my saliva adequately with his tongue and lips, while his other hand descended down to caress my uncovered navel and waist. I could very well realize that it was only a matter of seconds that I would lose my bra completely and would become topless in front of this man as Mr. Mangeskar had pulled down the straps of my bra off my shoulders and the bra cups were getting displaced off my mammary very awkwardly.

Me: Umm…. Ohh! Aaahhh!

I was emitting moans of all sorts and was starting to vividly remember my last night’s fuck in the hands of Guru-ji. It was such a pleasurable night! With those thoughts in mind, I was enjoying thoroughly Mr. Mangeskar’s advances on my jawani. I could feel he was pressing his erect manhood on my choot harder and harder, which in effect was making me more vulnerable.

Now slowly but steadily, I could clearly feel he was trying to push my loose petticoat off my waist down to my thighs with one hand while he was squeezing my breasts with his other hand. I could sense nudity below my waist as he continued to slide down my petticoat more and more!

Me: Eiiii….. No…. Ahhh… Please!

My shriek was stronger than my actual resistance and the writing was on the wall. The director adjusted his body slightly to make room for him to drag my petticoat down my thighs while he locked my lips so that he could take full control on me. As he kissed, his hand continued to work down my waist and ultimately I had to lift my ass up a little in order to enable him to pull down my petticoat down my thighs!

He released my lips and pulled his body slightly up from me and looked at me. I looked extremely sexy with my bra straps down and my breasts almost fully toppling out of my disorganized bra and my panty fully revealed for him. My petticoat remained bunched up at my knees exposing my very fair and rotund thighs.

Mr. Mangeskar: You are too good Anita! Uh! I really enjoyed you’re… I mean I enjoyed acting with you. He he…

He exhaled deeply and though I was extremely excited felt very much ashamed in my almost naked state in front of two adult males. Now he provided an opportunity for the man who was waiting in the queue – Mr. Pyaremohan!

Mr. Mangeskar: Okay then… Pyaremohan-ji… have you watched me closely! You need to follow me… not too harsh and not too soft… you need to strike a balance. Getting me?

I looked towards Mr. Pyaremohan who had been watching me all along. He was smiling.

Pyaremohan: Yes, yes… Madam, you should come to this line… you have such a great figure… Very nice…. I wish my wife were like you… He he he…

I was in no position to talk as I was still breathing very, very deeply and even forgot to cover my exposed body and looked at him with blank eyes!

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, stop daydreaming and finish your pending work first!

Pyaremohan: Right, right!

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, I think you are fully charged up and you will surely deliver your best now for this ad!

The director now got up and I was left completely stranded on the sofa! I lay there with my bra loosely coiled up on my big-sized firm mammaries and my petticoat stripped down to my knees exposing my wet white panty! I was indeed looking like a sex goddess as if only waiting for the ultimate pinning!

I started getting back some senses as the director got up from my body and looked down to fix my bra, but found it impossible to cover my big jiggling tits from my lying posture. I had to get up. Though it was rather difficult for me in this extremely keyed up condition, but still I sat up. I noticed Mr. Pyaremohan and the director had their eyes riveted on my waggling boobs as I sat up from my lying posture. It was such a cumbersome state!

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita! Hold it! Hold it! Don’t try to wear your bra now! I have a brilliant idea! Let us do it like this… this **** sequence will then become hotter than hell!

My mind was not working and I just held back my movements. Since previously I was lying under a man, I was not feeling that much of a shame regarding my exposed state, and on the contrary I was thoroughly enjoying the whole thing, but now being seated on the sofa alone, I started feeling very, very shy with two men gazing endlessly at my stripped figure. I crossed my arms across my breasts to save some dignity, but my panty remained exposed!

Mr. Mangeskar stepped up and stood right by my side.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, your face now depicts a perfect shadow - the mix of shame, excitement, and annoyance – exactly what I wanted on a woman being raped. Try to hold this emotion…

I had to look up as he was addressing me.

Mr. Mangeskar: Very good Anita… very good!

I smiled very foolishly. As my bra got almost completely displaced, the pinkish-red circular areolas of my breasts were partly visible through my crossed elbows and indeed I was looking outrageously provocative.

Mr. Mangeskar: Okay… we left the shooting where Pyaremohan-ji, you were rubbing your face on Anita’s mamme – right?

I felt more embarrassed as Mr. Mangeskar used the term “mamme” – it was such a direct and intimate term for any woman and to hear that aloud made my face and ears go fully red instantly!

Mr. Mangeskar (looking at Mr. Pyaremohan): … and next you will strip her petticoat as I showed you. Right? But…. Ummmmm…. Let me think… I have something new in my mind that could make the scene more appealing. Right! Well, lets do it slightly differently!



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