celebfantasy
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Dear all,
I have an idea which I want to share with you. The ultimate aim of this exercise is to get the first one approved and published on literotica and follow it up with the stories in the same series. Your sincere help will be much appreciated. The story is here....in this very post.
Bollywood Mess - 1
Before I begin with the introduction, I wish to make it clear that the personalities involved herein behave in a fictional manner and the story has nothing to do with the real nature of the people involved herein.
List of Personalities:-
Raveena Tandon (No role here)
Ameesha Patel (In the current story: Active)
Karisma Kapoor (role here: none)
Madhuri Dixit (role here: passive)
Juhi Chawla (role here: none)
Aishwarya Rai (role here: none)
Salman Khan (role here: none)
Hritik Roshan (role here: none)
Akshay Kumar (role here: none)
Akshaye Khanna (role here: Active)
Jackie shroff (role here: passive)
Myself (role here: passive)
The following series of events take place on one of the pristine beaches of Goa where all the characters mentioned above arrive for a rare time slot where they can unwind from their hectic schedules. The film industry has a habit of working 12-14 hours a day and the artists could easily suffer from 'professional burnout' if they do not take time off from their schedules, once in a while.
They have booked their trips on an individual basis, but co-incidentally they all (excluding me because I live in Goa) end up having the same hotel.
Raveena prefers solitude, just like Juhi Chawla and Jackie Shroff. Ameesha is one of those who'll spend some time where there are some people-not too many, just like Akshaye Khanna and Myself. Aishwarya, Karisma and Hritik are more of compulsive shoppers, so the beach is probably the last thing on the agenda. Madhuri, Akshay and Salman are more of home-birds but they do come out into the open, on the beach occasionally.
Raveena is standing in the balcony on the 2nd floor of her hotel, enjoying the sun. She is wearing a swimsuit covered only by a white, translucent robe which extends up to her knee. She looks really hot with her hair pushed back and her robe crossing on her chest. She doesn't see Jackie shroff who is looking at her from the first floor at an angle of 15-20 degrees. Jackie is mesmerized by her beauty so that he cannot take his eyes off her. Every breath she takes, every move she makes, a new dimension of her beauty comes into view. There is another personality in this entire scheme of things: Madhuri Dixit. Now, Madhuri Dixit is located on the First Floor of the hotel and gazing at both of them alternately. Of course, neither of the other two has seen her: One is casually looking around at the beach and the other is soaking in the beauty of the beach-watcher.
Ameesha is at another beach, trying desperately to find a relatively secluded spot but no luck. Akshaye Khanna has been spying on her ever since she began walking on the beach. I am lying down near some fishing trawlers trying to get a delicious view of her hips or her love-hole. Ameesha looks around in desperation and is now wondering what to do next. Akshaye Khanna approaches her and offers to help.
"Hi Ameesha! What a surprise! How are you?"
"Hi! I am fine. I was trying to find an isolated spot....any nice ones here?"
"I know of one place nearby but..."
"But what?”
"But it must be already occupied by now. It was a nice one."
"Let's see it, it might be free."
"No harm checking it out but, you will have to do what I say."
"If it is something filthy, forget it.....I'd rather go back."
"It depends on what you consider filthy. I was just thinking of some fun."
"Maybe we could try. Let's go."
In a small area of the beach which was shady due to coconut trees, they found an empty patch and settled down.
Ameesha's hair was open and was dancing in the hot, dry beach wind. Ameesha was wearing a tomato-red swimsuit and her overall appearance would have probably made a Miss Universe feel like committing suicide. The only problems have been the overall appearance of someone who is somewhat short - around 5' 3", has put on weight on the thighs and hips. The overall appearance is of someone extremely confident, happy with life and is actually drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair being left loose to play with the wind and her poise make her an almost impossible beauty to miss - too good to miss!
Ameesha sat down with her legs folded by her side. Akshaye Khanna also sat down opposite her but, cross- legged.
"How do you like it?"
Ameesha was at cross-roads: what should she say? If she says she likes it, she might get into something she doesn't want to and if she says she doesn't like it, he might take her to another site which may not be in her favor.
Akshaye was waiting for an answer while watching her expressions. She was getting increasingly worked up just looking at him. The emotional tug-of-war was tearing her emotional stability to shreds. Akshaye sensed this and bent forwards. Ameesha sensed his intentions and responded by bending backwards. Akshaye bent forwards still more and to prevent himself from falling over, extended his legs backwards and was now on all fours. Ameesha tried to escape in a hurry but Akshaye caught her leg and pulled her back with such force that she fell on her face in the sand. Ameesha gave him a disapproving look and tried to gather herself.
Akshaye pulled her under him by her leg and moving a portion of her hair aside, kissed her neck softly. Ameesha closed her eyes and raised her head up. Akshaye knew that she likes it and began kissing the exposed part of her back. Ameesha remained still with her eyes closed, head raised and with her lips parted she exhaled. Akshaye put his arms around her waist and rolled over till she was finally with her back on the sand. Akshaye did not waste time and catching her face between the palms of his hands and his thumbs began kissing her lips. Ameesha tried to resist initially but then gave in to the erotic sensation.
Ameesha is 36-30-32 and Akshaye then proceeds to her breasts. He keeps trying to kiss and suck her breasts through her swimsuit. Akshaye begins pulling her swimsuit straps down when Ameesha protests, “What are you doing?! Don't you have any shame? Let me go!" Akshaye is surprised and meanwhile, Ameesha tries to scamper away. Before she can get away, Akshaye jumps behind her and trips her by catching her leg. Ameesha loses her balance and falls on the sand, face-down. Ameesha tries to kick him with her leg but, does not succeed. She continues trying to push him away frantically but, no luck. The harder she kicks, the more firmly he catches her leg. She is now tiring and her kicks are loosing their punch.
Akshaye begins raising her leg and she now finds it increasingly difficult to remain steady. She is being steadily lifted up and she doesn't like it. Akshaye lifts her leg so that now only the palms of her hands are in contact with the ground. Akshaye stops at this stage and kicks her hard in the abdomen. She exhales hard. One more. She closes her eyes. One more. She squeaks. One more. She squeals.
One hard one on her chest, "OW!"
One more, "OWW!"
One more in her abdomen,"OOOOOOOWWWWW! Please.....please stop it!"
Akshaye doesn't stop till she starts groaning and crying in pain. Akshaye lifts her higher and now she has no contact with the ground as she hangs in the air.
Akshaye then lowers her onto the beach and before she can get moving, begins stamping her hips through her swimsuit. She is howling in pain and begging for forgiveness but, Akshaye is not relenting. Finally he stops. She is lying on the beach and is so much in pain that she cannot even move. The exposed portion of her ass- cheeks are the color of strawberry-flavored beverages. Akshaye catches her by her hair and makes her stand. Ameesha is in so much pain that she cannot even stand properly and is alternately standing on either leg. Her head bows down and tears are pouring down her otherwise sparkling eyes.
"Oh Dear! If only you had listened to me you would have been a much happier soul and I would not have had to do such injustice." Ameesha hears the words and bursts out crying even harder. Her chest is moving forwards and back as she is trying desperately to stabilize her breathing. Akshaye moves forward, takes her face in his palms, and gently kisses her. Akshaye kisses her gently at first and then begins kissing with passion as he supports her body by folding his arms under her armpits and onto her shoulders. Ameesha also gives what little support she can with her remaining strength.
Akshaye now begins lowering the straps of her swimsuit further till they are off her hands. Ameesha can not bear the humiliation and begins crying again. Akshaye now begins kissing her neck, her shoulders and her arms, right into her armpits and then the upper portion of her breasts. Now he lowers her swimsuit to her abdomen and steps a bit back. The sight before him leaves him dumb-founded. He spends close to five minutes soaking her beauty.
Finally, he takes a deep breath and says, “What a pity! If I knew you were so beautiful, I would never have the nerve to do what I did. I am thoroughly ashamed of myself at my conduct. The only way I can think of making good some of the damage I have done is by taking you back and looking after you till you are well enough to go about your normal routine."
Akshaye puts her clothes in order and carries her to her hotel room and goes out for a few minutes. He returns with all his clothes and some personals like shampoo, comb, etc.
"What...What are you doing?" "
I am going to setup camp right here, on the sofa till you are fully alright."
"Please...Please leave me alone. I...I beg of you."
"Look here, I don't mean you any harm anymore. I am here because it is my moral and humanitarian duty to look after you till I am satisfied that you have fully recovered."
"Please.....Please leave me alone, I'll recover much faster alone."
"Nothing doing! You will stay here and rest - I'll do all your work. If you do anything, you get one hard rap across your face, understand?"
"But......."
"No ifs and buts. This is final."
Ameesha looks at him rather mischievously, her eyes now sparkling. Akshay looks at her and suddenly realizes what that means.
"I......I mean......"
"No ifs and buts, remember?"
"Well, so be it! If you have no problems, I don't have any either."
Akshaye gets up, moves to the dining section and takes a bottle of water kept there in a jar. He pours it in a glass and helps her drink it. She certainly looks more at ease after the water. Akshaye moves to his lot of personal belongings and takes out a rather large bundle of cotton.
Ameesha is wonderstruck, “What’s that for?"
"For you, silly! Who else?"
"Noooooooo! Please don't! It will hurt."
"It won't if you don't let it. Come on now, you are not a sissy, are you?"
Akshaye brought some ice cubes and drenching the cotton pieces in the ice-cold water from the ice cubes, begins wiping Ameesha's body with them.
"There, now you'll feel better, you really are badly hurt."
"Oooowwwww! Meeeeeeoooowwwww! It's cold and it burns."
"You really are a sissy." As he wipes her hips, she wriggles.
"It's sooooooo cold!"
"If you don't shut up, I'll pour a bucket of really cold water on you now. You behave like a 4-year old."
"Every girl is a 4-year old at heart."
Ameesha kept moaning as he kept wiping.
"If you don't stop whining, I'll have to give you a real reason to whine."
"Really? That's the best compliment for me!"
Akshaye did not say anything but began slapping her across the face. The slapping lasts for 4-5 minutes and Ameesha slowly lifts her head sideways and is still giggling.
"Tired? How about sommore?"
"You really are a spoilt brat."
"Didn't you know that before? It took you a long time to find that out."
Akshaye takes some ice cubes and stuffs Ameesha's mouth with them.
Ameesha has a problem: How to tell Akshaye anything? And what to do with the ice-cubes?
Ameesha decides to use sign language to try and put across her messages.
She begins tapping a nearby table to attract attention. Akshaye looks at her and rapidly shakes his eyebrows. Ameesha points to her mouth and with her hands, signals that she wants to release the ice cubes. Akshaye signals that he will slap her if she does it. She looks at him disapprovingly. Soon, she lowers one onto a dish and looks on, hoping he won't notice.
He hears the sound of metal and gets up immediately. He comes near her, shakes his head and begins kissing her lips. Now she is stumped - she cannot even kiss properly because the ice is blocking her tongue from moving much. As a matter of fact, she can't even breathe properly because her mouth is to be kept shut.
Dear Reader,
This story may go up to 10 or 15 parts. Please do not take this as any representative of what you will get to read if you allow me to post the entire story (It will be in parts which may be much longer than this.) Thank you. If you are a writer, keep up the good work!
Yours faithfully,
celebfantasy
Bollywood Mess - 1
Before I begin with the introduction, I wish to make it clear that the personalities involved herein behave in a fictional manner and the story has nothing to do with the real nature of the people involved herein.
List of Personalities:-
Raveena Tandon (No role here)
Ameesha Patel (In the current story: Active)
Karisma Kapoor (role here: none)
Madhuri Dixit (role here: passive)
Juhi Chawla (role here: none)
Aishwarya Rai (role here: none)
Salman Khan (role here: none)
Hritik Roshan (role here: none)
Akshay Kumar (role here: none)
Akshaye Khanna (role here: Active)
Jackie shroff (role here: passive)
Myself (role here: passive)
The following series of events take place on one of the pristine beaches of Goa where all the characters mentioned above arrive for a rare time slot where they can unwind from their hectic schedules. The film industry has a habit of working 12-14 hours a day and the artists could easily suffer from 'professional burnout' if they do not take time off from their schedules, once in a while.
They have booked their trips on an individual basis, but co-incidentally they all (excluding me because I live in Goa) end up having the same hotel.
Raveena prefers solitude, just like Juhi Chawla and Jackie Shroff. Ameesha is one of those who'll spend some time where there are some people-not too many, just like Akshaye Khanna and Myself. Aishwarya, Karisma and Hritik are more of compulsive shoppers, so the beach is probably the last thing on the agenda. Madhuri, Akshay and Salman are more of home-birds but they do come out into the open, on the beach occasionally.
Raveena is standing in the balcony on the 2nd floor of her hotel, enjoying the sun. She is wearing a swimsuit covered only by a white, translucent robe which extends up to her knee. She looks really hot with her hair pushed back and her robe crossing on her chest. She doesn't see Jackie shroff who is looking at her from the first floor at an angle of 15-20 degrees. Jackie is mesmerized by her beauty so that he cannot take his eyes off her. Every breath she takes, every move she makes, a new dimension of her beauty comes into view. There is another personality in this entire scheme of things: Madhuri Dixit. Now, Madhuri Dixit is located on the First Floor of the hotel and gazing at both of them alternately. Of course, neither of the other two has seen her: One is casually looking around at the beach and the other is soaking in the beauty of the beach-watcher.
Ameesha is at another beach, trying desperately to find a relatively secluded spot but no luck. Akshaye Khanna has been spying on her ever since she began walking on the beach. I am lying down near some fishing trawlers trying to get a delicious view of her hips or her love-hole. Ameesha looks around in desperation and is now wondering what to do next. Akshaye Khanna approaches her and offers to help.
"Hi Ameesha! What a surprise! How are you?"
"Hi! I am fine. I was trying to find an isolated spot....any nice ones here?"
"I know of one place nearby but..."
"But what?”
"But it must be already occupied by now. It was a nice one."
"Let's see it, it might be free."
"No harm checking it out but, you will have to do what I say."
"If it is something filthy, forget it.....I'd rather go back."
"It depends on what you consider filthy. I was just thinking of some fun."
"Maybe we could try. Let's go."
In a small area of the beach which was shady due to coconut trees, they found an empty patch and settled down.
Ameesha's hair was open and was dancing in the hot, dry beach wind. Ameesha was wearing a tomato-red swimsuit and her overall appearance would have probably made a Miss Universe feel like committing suicide. The only problems have been the overall appearance of someone who is somewhat short - around 5' 3", has put on weight on the thighs and hips. The overall appearance is of someone extremely confident, happy with life and is actually drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair being left loose to play with the wind and her poise make her an almost impossible beauty to miss - too good to miss!
Ameesha sat down with her legs folded by her side. Akshaye Khanna also sat down opposite her but, cross- legged.
"How do you like it?"
Ameesha was at cross-roads: what should she say? If she says she likes it, she might get into something she doesn't want to and if she says she doesn't like it, he might take her to another site which may not be in her favor.
Akshaye was waiting for an answer while watching her expressions. She was getting increasingly worked up just looking at him. The emotional tug-of-war was tearing her emotional stability to shreds. Akshaye sensed this and bent forwards. Ameesha sensed his intentions and responded by bending backwards. Akshaye bent forwards still more and to prevent himself from falling over, extended his legs backwards and was now on all fours. Ameesha tried to escape in a hurry but Akshaye caught her leg and pulled her back with such force that she fell on her face in the sand. Ameesha gave him a disapproving look and tried to gather herself.
Akshaye pulled her under him by her leg and moving a portion of her hair aside, kissed her neck softly. Ameesha closed her eyes and raised her head up. Akshaye knew that she likes it and began kissing the exposed part of her back. Ameesha remained still with her eyes closed, head raised and with her lips parted she exhaled. Akshaye put his arms around her waist and rolled over till she was finally with her back on the sand. Akshaye did not waste time and catching her face between the palms of his hands and his thumbs began kissing her lips. Ameesha tried to resist initially but then gave in to the erotic sensation.
Ameesha is 36-30-32 and Akshaye then proceeds to her breasts. He keeps trying to kiss and suck her breasts through her swimsuit. Akshaye begins pulling her swimsuit straps down when Ameesha protests, “What are you doing?! Don't you have any shame? Let me go!" Akshaye is surprised and meanwhile, Ameesha tries to scamper away. Before she can get away, Akshaye jumps behind her and trips her by catching her leg. Ameesha loses her balance and falls on the sand, face-down. Ameesha tries to kick him with her leg but, does not succeed. She continues trying to push him away frantically but, no luck. The harder she kicks, the more firmly he catches her leg. She is now tiring and her kicks are loosing their punch.
Akshaye begins raising her leg and she now finds it increasingly difficult to remain steady. She is being steadily lifted up and she doesn't like it. Akshaye lifts her leg so that now only the palms of her hands are in contact with the ground. Akshaye stops at this stage and kicks her hard in the abdomen. She exhales hard. One more. She closes her eyes. One more. She squeaks. One more. She squeals.
One hard one on her chest, "OW!"
One more, "OWW!"
One more in her abdomen,"OOOOOOOWWWWW! Please.....please stop it!"
Akshaye doesn't stop till she starts groaning and crying in pain. Akshaye lifts her higher and now she has no contact with the ground as she hangs in the air.
Akshaye then lowers her onto the beach and before she can get moving, begins stamping her hips through her swimsuit. She is howling in pain and begging for forgiveness but, Akshaye is not relenting. Finally he stops. She is lying on the beach and is so much in pain that she cannot even move. The exposed portion of her ass- cheeks are the color of strawberry-flavored beverages. Akshaye catches her by her hair and makes her stand. Ameesha is in so much pain that she cannot even stand properly and is alternately standing on either leg. Her head bows down and tears are pouring down her otherwise sparkling eyes.
"Oh Dear! If only you had listened to me you would have been a much happier soul and I would not have had to do such injustice." Ameesha hears the words and bursts out crying even harder. Her chest is moving forwards and back as she is trying desperately to stabilize her breathing. Akshaye moves forward, takes her face in his palms, and gently kisses her. Akshaye kisses her gently at first and then begins kissing with passion as he supports her body by folding his arms under her armpits and onto her shoulders. Ameesha also gives what little support she can with her remaining strength.
Akshaye now begins lowering the straps of her swimsuit further till they are off her hands. Ameesha can not bear the humiliation and begins crying again. Akshaye now begins kissing her neck, her shoulders and her arms, right into her armpits and then the upper portion of her breasts. Now he lowers her swimsuit to her abdomen and steps a bit back. The sight before him leaves him dumb-founded. He spends close to five minutes soaking her beauty.
Finally, he takes a deep breath and says, “What a pity! If I knew you were so beautiful, I would never have the nerve to do what I did. I am thoroughly ashamed of myself at my conduct. The only way I can think of making good some of the damage I have done is by taking you back and looking after you till you are well enough to go about your normal routine."
Akshaye puts her clothes in order and carries her to her hotel room and goes out for a few minutes. He returns with all his clothes and some personals like shampoo, comb, etc.
"What...What are you doing?" "
I am going to setup camp right here, on the sofa till you are fully alright."
"Please...Please leave me alone. I...I beg of you."
"Look here, I don't mean you any harm anymore. I am here because it is my moral and humanitarian duty to look after you till I am satisfied that you have fully recovered."
"Please.....Please leave me alone, I'll recover much faster alone."
"Nothing doing! You will stay here and rest - I'll do all your work. If you do anything, you get one hard rap across your face, understand?"
"But......."
"No ifs and buts. This is final."
Ameesha looks at him rather mischievously, her eyes now sparkling. Akshay looks at her and suddenly realizes what that means.
"I......I mean......"
"No ifs and buts, remember?"
"Well, so be it! If you have no problems, I don't have any either."
Akshaye gets up, moves to the dining section and takes a bottle of water kept there in a jar. He pours it in a glass and helps her drink it. She certainly looks more at ease after the water. Akshaye moves to his lot of personal belongings and takes out a rather large bundle of cotton.
Ameesha is wonderstruck, “What’s that for?"
"For you, silly! Who else?"
"Noooooooo! Please don't! It will hurt."
"It won't if you don't let it. Come on now, you are not a sissy, are you?"
Akshaye brought some ice cubes and drenching the cotton pieces in the ice-cold water from the ice cubes, begins wiping Ameesha's body with them.
"There, now you'll feel better, you really are badly hurt."
"Oooowwwww! Meeeeeeoooowwwww! It's cold and it burns."
"You really are a sissy." As he wipes her hips, she wriggles.
"It's sooooooo cold!"
"If you don't shut up, I'll pour a bucket of really cold water on you now. You behave like a 4-year old."
"Every girl is a 4-year old at heart."
Ameesha kept moaning as he kept wiping.
"If you don't stop whining, I'll have to give you a real reason to whine."
"Really? That's the best compliment for me!"
Akshaye did not say anything but began slapping her across the face. The slapping lasts for 4-5 minutes and Ameesha slowly lifts her head sideways and is still giggling.
"Tired? How about sommore?"
"You really are a spoilt brat."
"Didn't you know that before? It took you a long time to find that out."
Akshaye takes some ice cubes and stuffs Ameesha's mouth with them.
Ameesha has a problem: How to tell Akshaye anything? And what to do with the ice-cubes?
Ameesha decides to use sign language to try and put across her messages.
She begins tapping a nearby table to attract attention. Akshaye looks at her and rapidly shakes his eyebrows. Ameesha points to her mouth and with her hands, signals that she wants to release the ice cubes. Akshaye signals that he will slap her if she does it. She looks at him disapprovingly. Soon, she lowers one onto a dish and looks on, hoping he won't notice.
He hears the sound of metal and gets up immediately. He comes near her, shakes his head and begins kissing her lips. Now she is stumped - she cannot even kiss properly because the ice is blocking her tongue from moving much. As a matter of fact, she can't even breathe properly because her mouth is to be kept shut.
Dear Reader,
This story may go up to 10 or 15 parts. Please do not take this as any representative of what you will get to read if you allow me to post the entire story (It will be in parts which may be much longer than this.) Thank you. If you are a writer, keep up the good work!
Yours faithfully,
celebfantasy
I have an idea which I want to share with you. The ultimate aim of this exercise is to get the first one approved and published on literotica and follow it up with the stories in the same series. Your sincere help will be much appreciated. The story is here....in this very post.
Bollywood Mess - 1
Before I begin with the introduction, I wish to make it clear that the personalities involved herein behave in a fictional manner and the story has nothing to do with the real nature of the people involved herein.
List of Personalities:-
Raveena Tandon (No role here)
Ameesha Patel (In the current story: Active)
Karisma Kapoor (role here: none)
Madhuri Dixit (role here: passive)
Juhi Chawla (role here: none)
Aishwarya Rai (role here: none)
Salman Khan (role here: none)
Hritik Roshan (role here: none)
Akshay Kumar (role here: none)
Akshaye Khanna (role here: Active)
Jackie shroff (role here: passive)
Myself (role here: passive)
The following series of events take place on one of the pristine beaches of Goa where all the characters mentioned above arrive for a rare time slot where they can unwind from their hectic schedules. The film industry has a habit of working 12-14 hours a day and the artists could easily suffer from 'professional burnout' if they do not take time off from their schedules, once in a while.
They have booked their trips on an individual basis, but co-incidentally they all (excluding me because I live in Goa) end up having the same hotel.
Raveena prefers solitude, just like Juhi Chawla and Jackie Shroff. Ameesha is one of those who'll spend some time where there are some people-not too many, just like Akshaye Khanna and Myself. Aishwarya, Karisma and Hritik are more of compulsive shoppers, so the beach is probably the last thing on the agenda. Madhuri, Akshay and Salman are more of home-birds but they do come out into the open, on the beach occasionally.
Raveena is standing in the balcony on the 2nd floor of her hotel, enjoying the sun. She is wearing a swimsuit covered only by a white, translucent robe which extends up to her knee. She looks really hot with her hair pushed back and her robe crossing on her chest. She doesn't see Jackie shroff who is looking at her from the first floor at an angle of 15-20 degrees. Jackie is mesmerized by her beauty so that he cannot take his eyes off her. Every breath she takes, every move she makes, a new dimension of her beauty comes into view. There is another personality in this entire scheme of things: Madhuri Dixit. Now, Madhuri Dixit is located on the First Floor of the hotel and gazing at both of them alternately. Of course, neither of the other two has seen her: One is casually looking around at the beach and the other is soaking in the beauty of the beach-watcher.
Ameesha is at another beach, trying desperately to find a relatively secluded spot but no luck. Akshaye Khanna has been spying on her ever since she began walking on the beach. I am lying down near some fishing trawlers trying to get a delicious view of her hips or her love-hole. Ameesha looks around in desperation and is now wondering what to do next. Akshaye Khanna approaches her and offers to help.
"Hi Ameesha! What a surprise! How are you?"
"Hi! I am fine. I was trying to find an isolated spot....any nice ones here?"
"I know of one place nearby but..."
"But what?”
"But it must be already occupied by now. It was a nice one."
"Let's see it, it might be free."
"No harm checking it out but, you will have to do what I say."
"If it is something filthy, forget it.....I'd rather go back."
"It depends on what you consider filthy. I was just thinking of some fun."
"Maybe we could try. Let's go."
In a small area of the beach which was shady due to coconut trees, they found an empty patch and settled down.
Ameesha's hair was open and was dancing in the hot, dry beach wind. Ameesha was wearing a tomato-red swimsuit and her overall appearance would have probably made a Miss Universe feel like committing suicide. The only problems have been the overall appearance of someone who is somewhat short - around 5' 3", has put on weight on the thighs and hips. The overall appearance is of someone extremely confident, happy with life and is actually drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair being left loose to play with the wind and her poise make her an almost impossible beauty to miss - too good to miss!
Ameesha sat down with her legs folded by her side. Akshaye Khanna also sat down opposite her but, cross- legged.
"How do you like it?"
Ameesha was at cross-roads: what should she say? If she says she likes it, she might get into something she doesn't want to and if she says she doesn't like it, he might take her to another site which may not be in her favor.
Akshaye was waiting for an answer while watching her expressions. She was getting increasingly worked up just looking at him. The emotional tug-of-war was tearing her emotional stability to shreds. Akshaye sensed this and bent forwards. Ameesha sensed his intentions and responded by bending backwards. Akshaye bent forwards still more and to prevent himself from falling over, extended his legs backwards and was now on all fours. Ameesha tried to escape in a hurry but Akshaye caught her leg and pulled her back with such force that she fell on her face in the sand. Ameesha gave him a disapproving look and tried to gather herself.
Akshaye pulled her under him by her leg and moving a portion of her hair aside, kissed her neck softly. Ameesha closed her eyes and raised her head up. Akshaye knew that she likes it and began kissing the exposed part of her back. Ameesha remained still with her eyes closed, head raised and with her lips parted she exhaled. Akshaye put his arms around her waist and rolled over till she was finally with her back on the sand. Akshaye did not waste time and catching her face between the palms of his hands and his thumbs began kissing her lips. Ameesha tried to resist initially but then gave in to the erotic sensation.
Ameesha is 36-30-32 and Akshaye then proceeds to her breasts. He keeps trying to kiss and suck her breasts through her swimsuit. Akshaye begins pulling her swimsuit straps down when Ameesha protests, “What are you doing?! Don't you have any shame? Let me go!" Akshaye is surprised and meanwhile, Ameesha tries to scamper away. Before she can get away, Akshaye jumps behind her and trips her by catching her leg. Ameesha loses her balance and falls on the sand, face-down. Ameesha tries to kick him with her leg but, does not succeed. She continues trying to push him away frantically but, no luck. The harder she kicks, the more firmly he catches her leg. She is now tiring and her kicks are loosing their punch.
Akshaye begins raising her leg and she now finds it increasingly difficult to remain steady. She is being steadily lifted up and she doesn't like it. Akshaye lifts her leg so that now only the palms of her hands are in contact with the ground. Akshaye stops at this stage and kicks her hard in the abdomen. She exhales hard. One more. She closes her eyes. One more. She squeaks. One more. She squeals.
One hard one on her chest, "OW!"
One more, "OWW!"
One more in her abdomen,"OOOOOOOWWWWW! Please.....please stop it!"
Akshaye doesn't stop till she starts groaning and crying in pain. Akshaye lifts her higher and now she has no contact with the ground as she hangs in the air.
Akshaye then lowers her onto the beach and before she can get moving, begins stamping her hips through her swimsuit. She is howling in pain and begging for forgiveness but, Akshaye is not relenting. Finally he stops. She is lying on the beach and is so much in pain that she cannot even move. The exposed portion of her ass- cheeks are the color of strawberry-flavored beverages. Akshaye catches her by her hair and makes her stand. Ameesha is in so much pain that she cannot even stand properly and is alternately standing on either leg. Her head bows down and tears are pouring down her otherwise sparkling eyes.
"Oh Dear! If only you had listened to me you would have been a much happier soul and I would not have had to do such injustice." Ameesha hears the words and bursts out crying even harder. Her chest is moving forwards and back as she is trying desperately to stabilize her breathing. Akshaye moves forward, takes her face in his palms, and gently kisses her. Akshaye kisses her gently at first and then begins kissing with passion as he supports her body by folding his arms under her armpits and onto her shoulders. Ameesha also gives what little support she can with her remaining strength.
Akshaye now begins lowering the straps of her swimsuit further till they are off her hands. Ameesha can not bear the humiliation and begins crying again. Akshaye now begins kissing her neck, her shoulders and her arms, right into her armpits and then the upper portion of her breasts. Now he lowers her swimsuit to her abdomen and steps a bit back. The sight before him leaves him dumb-founded. He spends close to five minutes soaking her beauty.
Finally, he takes a deep breath and says, “What a pity! If I knew you were so beautiful, I would never have the nerve to do what I did. I am thoroughly ashamed of myself at my conduct. The only way I can think of making good some of the damage I have done is by taking you back and looking after you till you are well enough to go about your normal routine."
Akshaye puts her clothes in order and carries her to her hotel room and goes out for a few minutes. He returns with all his clothes and some personals like shampoo, comb, etc.
"What...What are you doing?" "
I am going to setup camp right here, on the sofa till you are fully alright."
"Please...Please leave me alone. I...I beg of you."
"Look here, I don't mean you any harm anymore. I am here because it is my moral and humanitarian duty to look after you till I am satisfied that you have fully recovered."
"Please.....Please leave me alone, I'll recover much faster alone."
"Nothing doing! You will stay here and rest - I'll do all your work. If you do anything, you get one hard rap across your face, understand?"
"But......."
"No ifs and buts. This is final."
Ameesha looks at him rather mischievously, her eyes now sparkling. Akshay looks at her and suddenly realizes what that means.
"I......I mean......"
"No ifs and buts, remember?"
"Well, so be it! If you have no problems, I don't have any either."
Akshaye gets up, moves to the dining section and takes a bottle of water kept there in a jar. He pours it in a glass and helps her drink it. She certainly looks more at ease after the water. Akshaye moves to his lot of personal belongings and takes out a rather large bundle of cotton.
Ameesha is wonderstruck, “What’s that for?"
"For you, silly! Who else?"
"Noooooooo! Please don't! It will hurt."
"It won't if you don't let it. Come on now, you are not a sissy, are you?"
Akshaye brought some ice cubes and drenching the cotton pieces in the ice-cold water from the ice cubes, begins wiping Ameesha's body with them.
"There, now you'll feel better, you really are badly hurt."
"Oooowwwww! Meeeeeeoooowwwww! It's cold and it burns."
"You really are a sissy." As he wipes her hips, she wriggles.
"It's sooooooo cold!"
"If you don't shut up, I'll pour a bucket of really cold water on you now. You behave like a 4-year old."
"Every girl is a 4-year old at heart."
Ameesha kept moaning as he kept wiping.
"If you don't stop whining, I'll have to give you a real reason to whine."
"Really? That's the best compliment for me!"
Akshaye did not say anything but began slapping her across the face. The slapping lasts for 4-5 minutes and Ameesha slowly lifts her head sideways and is still giggling.
"Tired? How about sommore?"
"You really are a spoilt brat."
"Didn't you know that before? It took you a long time to find that out."
Akshaye takes some ice cubes and stuffs Ameesha's mouth with them.
Ameesha has a problem: How to tell Akshaye anything? And what to do with the ice-cubes?
Ameesha decides to use sign language to try and put across her messages.
She begins tapping a nearby table to attract attention. Akshaye looks at her and rapidly shakes his eyebrows. Ameesha points to her mouth and with her hands, signals that she wants to release the ice cubes. Akshaye signals that he will slap her if she does it. She looks at him disapprovingly. Soon, she lowers one onto a dish and looks on, hoping he won't notice.
He hears the sound of metal and gets up immediately. He comes near her, shakes his head and begins kissing her lips. Now she is stumped - she cannot even kiss properly because the ice is blocking her tongue from moving much. As a matter of fact, she can't even breathe properly because her mouth is to be kept shut.
Dear Reader,
This story may go up to 10 or 15 parts. Please do not take this as any representative of what you will get to read if you allow me to post the entire story (It will be in parts which may be much longer than this.) Thank you. If you are a writer, keep up the good work!
Yours faithfully,
celebfantasy
Bollywood Mess - 1
Before I begin with the introduction, I wish to make it clear that the personalities involved herein behave in a fictional manner and the story has nothing to do with the real nature of the people involved herein.
List of Personalities:-
Raveena Tandon (No role here)
Ameesha Patel (In the current story: Active)
Karisma Kapoor (role here: none)
Madhuri Dixit (role here: passive)
Juhi Chawla (role here: none)
Aishwarya Rai (role here: none)
Salman Khan (role here: none)
Hritik Roshan (role here: none)
Akshay Kumar (role here: none)
Akshaye Khanna (role here: Active)
Jackie shroff (role here: passive)
Myself (role here: passive)
The following series of events take place on one of the pristine beaches of Goa where all the characters mentioned above arrive for a rare time slot where they can unwind from their hectic schedules. The film industry has a habit of working 12-14 hours a day and the artists could easily suffer from 'professional burnout' if they do not take time off from their schedules, once in a while.
They have booked their trips on an individual basis, but co-incidentally they all (excluding me because I live in Goa) end up having the same hotel.
Raveena prefers solitude, just like Juhi Chawla and Jackie Shroff. Ameesha is one of those who'll spend some time where there are some people-not too many, just like Akshaye Khanna and Myself. Aishwarya, Karisma and Hritik are more of compulsive shoppers, so the beach is probably the last thing on the agenda. Madhuri, Akshay and Salman are more of home-birds but they do come out into the open, on the beach occasionally.
Raveena is standing in the balcony on the 2nd floor of her hotel, enjoying the sun. She is wearing a swimsuit covered only by a white, translucent robe which extends up to her knee. She looks really hot with her hair pushed back and her robe crossing on her chest. She doesn't see Jackie shroff who is looking at her from the first floor at an angle of 15-20 degrees. Jackie is mesmerized by her beauty so that he cannot take his eyes off her. Every breath she takes, every move she makes, a new dimension of her beauty comes into view. There is another personality in this entire scheme of things: Madhuri Dixit. Now, Madhuri Dixit is located on the First Floor of the hotel and gazing at both of them alternately. Of course, neither of the other two has seen her: One is casually looking around at the beach and the other is soaking in the beauty of the beach-watcher.
Ameesha is at another beach, trying desperately to find a relatively secluded spot but no luck. Akshaye Khanna has been spying on her ever since she began walking on the beach. I am lying down near some fishing trawlers trying to get a delicious view of her hips or her love-hole. Ameesha looks around in desperation and is now wondering what to do next. Akshaye Khanna approaches her and offers to help.
"Hi Ameesha! What a surprise! How are you?"
"Hi! I am fine. I was trying to find an isolated spot....any nice ones here?"
"I know of one place nearby but..."
"But what?”
"But it must be already occupied by now. It was a nice one."
"Let's see it, it might be free."
"No harm checking it out but, you will have to do what I say."
"If it is something filthy, forget it.....I'd rather go back."
"It depends on what you consider filthy. I was just thinking of some fun."
"Maybe we could try. Let's go."
In a small area of the beach which was shady due to coconut trees, they found an empty patch and settled down.
Ameesha's hair was open and was dancing in the hot, dry beach wind. Ameesha was wearing a tomato-red swimsuit and her overall appearance would have probably made a Miss Universe feel like committing suicide. The only problems have been the overall appearance of someone who is somewhat short - around 5' 3", has put on weight on the thighs and hips. The overall appearance is of someone extremely confident, happy with life and is actually drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair being left loose to play with the wind and her poise make her an almost impossible beauty to miss - too good to miss!
Ameesha sat down with her legs folded by her side. Akshaye Khanna also sat down opposite her but, cross- legged.
"How do you like it?"
Ameesha was at cross-roads: what should she say? If she says she likes it, she might get into something she doesn't want to and if she says she doesn't like it, he might take her to another site which may not be in her favor.
Akshaye was waiting for an answer while watching her expressions. She was getting increasingly worked up just looking at him. The emotional tug-of-war was tearing her emotional stability to shreds. Akshaye sensed this and bent forwards. Ameesha sensed his intentions and responded by bending backwards. Akshaye bent forwards still more and to prevent himself from falling over, extended his legs backwards and was now on all fours. Ameesha tried to escape in a hurry but Akshaye caught her leg and pulled her back with such force that she fell on her face in the sand. Ameesha gave him a disapproving look and tried to gather herself.
Akshaye pulled her under him by her leg and moving a portion of her hair aside, kissed her neck softly. Ameesha closed her eyes and raised her head up. Akshaye knew that she likes it and began kissing the exposed part of her back. Ameesha remained still with her eyes closed, head raised and with her lips parted she exhaled. Akshaye put his arms around her waist and rolled over till she was finally with her back on the sand. Akshaye did not waste time and catching her face between the palms of his hands and his thumbs began kissing her lips. Ameesha tried to resist initially but then gave in to the erotic sensation.
Ameesha is 36-30-32 and Akshaye then proceeds to her breasts. He keeps trying to kiss and suck her breasts through her swimsuit. Akshaye begins pulling her swimsuit straps down when Ameesha protests, “What are you doing?! Don't you have any shame? Let me go!" Akshaye is surprised and meanwhile, Ameesha tries to scamper away. Before she can get away, Akshaye jumps behind her and trips her by catching her leg. Ameesha loses her balance and falls on the sand, face-down. Ameesha tries to kick him with her leg but, does not succeed. She continues trying to push him away frantically but, no luck. The harder she kicks, the more firmly he catches her leg. She is now tiring and her kicks are loosing their punch.
Akshaye begins raising her leg and she now finds it increasingly difficult to remain steady. She is being steadily lifted up and she doesn't like it. Akshaye lifts her leg so that now only the palms of her hands are in contact with the ground. Akshaye stops at this stage and kicks her hard in the abdomen. She exhales hard. One more. She closes her eyes. One more. She squeaks. One more. She squeals.
One hard one on her chest, "OW!"
One more, "OWW!"
One more in her abdomen,"OOOOOOOWWWWW! Please.....please stop it!"
Akshaye doesn't stop till she starts groaning and crying in pain. Akshaye lifts her higher and now she has no contact with the ground as she hangs in the air.
Akshaye then lowers her onto the beach and before she can get moving, begins stamping her hips through her swimsuit. She is howling in pain and begging for forgiveness but, Akshaye is not relenting. Finally he stops. She is lying on the beach and is so much in pain that she cannot even move. The exposed portion of her ass- cheeks are the color of strawberry-flavored beverages. Akshaye catches her by her hair and makes her stand. Ameesha is in so much pain that she cannot even stand properly and is alternately standing on either leg. Her head bows down and tears are pouring down her otherwise sparkling eyes.
"Oh Dear! If only you had listened to me you would have been a much happier soul and I would not have had to do such injustice." Ameesha hears the words and bursts out crying even harder. Her chest is moving forwards and back as she is trying desperately to stabilize her breathing. Akshaye moves forward, takes her face in his palms, and gently kisses her. Akshaye kisses her gently at first and then begins kissing with passion as he supports her body by folding his arms under her armpits and onto her shoulders. Ameesha also gives what little support she can with her remaining strength.
Akshaye now begins lowering the straps of her swimsuit further till they are off her hands. Ameesha can not bear the humiliation and begins crying again. Akshaye now begins kissing her neck, her shoulders and her arms, right into her armpits and then the upper portion of her breasts. Now he lowers her swimsuit to her abdomen and steps a bit back. The sight before him leaves him dumb-founded. He spends close to five minutes soaking her beauty.
Finally, he takes a deep breath and says, “What a pity! If I knew you were so beautiful, I would never have the nerve to do what I did. I am thoroughly ashamed of myself at my conduct. The only way I can think of making good some of the damage I have done is by taking you back and looking after you till you are well enough to go about your normal routine."
Akshaye puts her clothes in order and carries her to her hotel room and goes out for a few minutes. He returns with all his clothes and some personals like shampoo, comb, etc.
"What...What are you doing?" "
I am going to setup camp right here, on the sofa till you are fully alright."
"Please...Please leave me alone. I...I beg of you."
"Look here, I don't mean you any harm anymore. I am here because it is my moral and humanitarian duty to look after you till I am satisfied that you have fully recovered."
"Please.....Please leave me alone, I'll recover much faster alone."
"Nothing doing! You will stay here and rest - I'll do all your work. If you do anything, you get one hard rap across your face, understand?"
"But......."
"No ifs and buts. This is final."
Ameesha looks at him rather mischievously, her eyes now sparkling. Akshay looks at her and suddenly realizes what that means.
"I......I mean......"
"No ifs and buts, remember?"
"Well, so be it! If you have no problems, I don't have any either."
Akshaye gets up, moves to the dining section and takes a bottle of water kept there in a jar. He pours it in a glass and helps her drink it. She certainly looks more at ease after the water. Akshaye moves to his lot of personal belongings and takes out a rather large bundle of cotton.
Ameesha is wonderstruck, “What’s that for?"
"For you, silly! Who else?"
"Noooooooo! Please don't! It will hurt."
"It won't if you don't let it. Come on now, you are not a sissy, are you?"
Akshaye brought some ice cubes and drenching the cotton pieces in the ice-cold water from the ice cubes, begins wiping Ameesha's body with them.
"There, now you'll feel better, you really are badly hurt."
"Oooowwwww! Meeeeeeoooowwwww! It's cold and it burns."
"You really are a sissy." As he wipes her hips, she wriggles.
"It's sooooooo cold!"
"If you don't shut up, I'll pour a bucket of really cold water on you now. You behave like a 4-year old."
"Every girl is a 4-year old at heart."
Ameesha kept moaning as he kept wiping.
"If you don't stop whining, I'll have to give you a real reason to whine."
"Really? That's the best compliment for me!"
Akshaye did not say anything but began slapping her across the face. The slapping lasts for 4-5 minutes and Ameesha slowly lifts her head sideways and is still giggling.
"Tired? How about sommore?"
"You really are a spoilt brat."
"Didn't you know that before? It took you a long time to find that out."
Akshaye takes some ice cubes and stuffs Ameesha's mouth with them.
Ameesha has a problem: How to tell Akshaye anything? And what to do with the ice-cubes?
Ameesha decides to use sign language to try and put across her messages.
She begins tapping a nearby table to attract attention. Akshaye looks at her and rapidly shakes his eyebrows. Ameesha points to her mouth and with her hands, signals that she wants to release the ice cubes. Akshaye signals that he will slap her if she does it. She looks at him disapprovingly. Soon, she lowers one onto a dish and looks on, hoping he won't notice.
He hears the sound of metal and gets up immediately. He comes near her, shakes his head and begins kissing her lips. Now she is stumped - she cannot even kiss properly because the ice is blocking her tongue from moving much. As a matter of fact, she can't even breathe properly because her mouth is to be kept shut.
Dear Reader,
This story may go up to 10 or 15 parts. Please do not take this as any representative of what you will get to read if you allow me to post the entire story (It will be in parts which may be much longer than this.) Thank you. If you are a writer, keep up the good work!
Yours faithfully,
celebfantasy
