Bollywood Nights

by N. J. Winnington

  As his tongue explored, flicking eagerly inside Priya her back arched again and the delicious fluid gushed out. He withdrew his tongue and eagerly lapped up every last drop before plunging his tongue back in.

  This was all she could take and once more her thighs gripped his head and her back arched, but he carried on regardless, not stopping until Priya had enjoyed her third orgasm.

  He kissed his way back up her body until he reached her lips and Priya kissed him hard, sending her tongue into his mouth as they writhed passionately.

  Priya reached down to Damian’s boxer shorts and her eyes widened with shock as her hand felt the size of the bulge within, but her focus was diverted by his hand reaching up the inside of her thigh.

  As she reached into the top of his boxers and released his hard rod from its confinement she felt a tingle of excitement as his fingers reached her wet and very sensitive pussy.

  He broke off from kissing her and smiled knowingly as he watched the expression on her face as he prepared to give her a vaginal massage, the technique which had been at the centre of his human harp reputation.

  Most people thrust fingers in and out, mimicking intercourse, but every rib and fold of soft flesh had nerve endings hotwired to the brain, as he explained in the book...

  It is like the difference between strumming chords on a classical acoustic guitar and playing individual notes with skilled hands and a gentle touch in order to play a fast paced and technical classical piece...

  It is the same with the vaginal massage, where the softest touch can allow each nerve ending to send its own pleasure message to the brain. Unlike the guitar though the vagina has so many nerves it is more akin to a human harp, and the skilled lover can send wave after wave of pleasure rippling through a woman’s body!

  His two fingers barely entered her pussy when he started gently stroking the sensitive ribs of pink flesh, still soaked, but even more sensitive after his tongue served her so well.

  His touch was so soft that he was little more than tickling, but already she felt an amazing range of sensations. He then reached deeper with one of the fingers and played her nerve endings on two different depths inside her,

  “Oh My God!” she exclaimed between whimpering and soft moaning, “Oh... Yes!”

  He then made his fingers kick like a divers legs and then he returned to stroking with his finger tips dancing like a musician inside her, and as he’d predicted Priya felt waves of sensations like music she could feel inside, and she couldn’t stop herself writhing and wriggling as he played her so well.

  His fingers now did something to her g-spot. It wasn’t merely rubbing but such was the orchestra of signals radiating out of her vagina she couldn’t tell what he was doing anymore, just that she felt the sudden urge to pee.

  He then reached deeper to another erogenous zone and rubbed her gently there before returning to her g-spot and Priya writhed and convulsed before she had a massive orgasm.

  Now finally he started finger fucking her and his soaking digits rifled in and out, splashing as her flooded pussy tightened repeatedly.

  It was all consuming and like nothing she had experienced before, with all her muscles tightening cramp stung her thighs and calves, such was the intensity of the orgasm.

  She had lost count of the orgasms by now. They seemed to come one after another like an avalanche of sensations building in intensity.

  Priya had just experienced her first G-Spot orgasm, and her first experience of the vaginal massage. It left her panting and exhausted as Damian sucked her juices off his fingers and she lay there feeling a mixture of intense pleasure and shock.

  Then suddenly she felt another sensation like an electric shock from her belly which made her entire body shake... a few moments later it happened again! It felt strangely wonderful though, and Damian leaned forward to kiss her gently on the lips.

  The shocks lessened and died away and they both smiled, kissing gently and resting to allow her to recover.

  As they rested Damian lay on his back, with Priya resting her cheek on his chest. An arm and leg rested across him and his arm gently holding her.

  “So that was the human harp?” Priya asked smiling.

  Damian just smiled and kissed the top of her head.

  “Where did you learn such things?” she continued.

  “It’s nothing magical. I simply listened to girls complain about their boyfriends and made it my mission to learn how to give pleasure.”

  “But your pleasure matters too,” Priya reasoned, “you did amazing things to me and got nothing in return.”

  “That’s not so,” he corrected, “I loved pleasing you and you feel good and relaxed, don’t you?”

  “Yes, wonderful,” she smiled contentedly.

  “Well I have learned that my rewards are greater when a girl feels like you do now,” Damian explained.

  Priya proved him right as she kissed his chest with lots of loving little kisses.

  Her hand once again reached inside his boxer shorts and she grabbed his semi-hard cock, which was still five inches long even in this semi flaccid state. Rubbing it as her kisses strayed down to his belly he gasped as her lips tickled him in a pleasurable way.

  With such a beauty giving him her attention it didn’t take long for him to grow to his full 8 inches and Priya pulled his boxers off and gasped slightly as the erect member flicked and stood proud.

  She kneeled alongside him and placed one of her perfect thighs across to straddle him, taking his flicking rod in her hand she paused, and took a deep breath before guiding the large throbbing head toward her pussy, now wet again with anticipation of the size she would be taking.

  Her resolve fortified, she lowered herself a little and gasped with shock as the head of his thick cock stretched her open. She felt his foreskin roll back as it met the entrance to her warm vagina and as she rose lightly it rolled back, teasing the very same soft ribs of sensitive flesh he had played so masterfully with his fingers earlier.

  Her pussy muscles stretched wider than she was used to stung momentarily, but she quickly acclimatised and lowered herself further and further. Her hands rested on his chest, and Priya whimpered as she felt herself being filled and the head finally pushed through her vagina and beyond.

  She finally settled with a tidemark of her glistening juices an inch from the base of his hard penis, and she rose and lowered herself, rolling her eyes with pleasure as she felt herself filled as never before.

  Slowly she increased the rhythm as she lubricated even more allowing even this thick shaft to slide easily and his hands rested on her hips guiding her. She tossed her hair over her shoulders and her breasts bounced as she rode him harder and harder.

  Every vein on his cock making a rib adding pleasure but it varied slightly in thickness as she savoured every movement in and out. Eventually the tidemark reached the bottom of his cock and he held her there, with the head brushing against her cervix.

  Then he made it flick hard inside her. Her jaw dropped and she gasped, but it sent a pleasurable sensation through her and a huge grin crossed her face.

  “How did you do that?” she asked.

  “I don’t know. I’ve always been able to make it flick like that!”

  “Do it again!”

  He did, and again, a huge smile crossing her face and her eyes widening every time.

  “Oh My God!” Priya exclaimed, “That feels... WOW!”

  With renewed vigour she rode up and down his thick cock and moaned with pleasure as she felt it sliding like a stick of soap in her well lubricated pussy. The sensations welling up inside her were wonderful and the soft moans from the man beneath her added to her thrill.

  She was getting close to another orgasm, but wanted to feel his sperm inside her, “Cum for me!” she pleaded, “I want you to cum!”
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br />   She squeezed him by tightening her pussy muscles and rode him harder, pushing into him from her hips, faster and faster, and moaning herself. Then she felt his cock harden, “Yes... Yes..! Pleeeease!”

  Hot jets of sperm shot into her and she pushed down hard, wriggling around and squeezing every drop out of him, “Oh yes... Yes... Fill me!”

  She waited until he was spent and prepared to raise herself off his semi-hard penis, but he tightened his grip on her waist...

  “Wait,” he pleaded, “Leave it inside... It’ll grow again inside you.”

  Priya was enjoying herself too much to argue and leaned forward. Their lips met and then the tips of her tongues danced once more.

  “You were amazing,” Damian said softly, his hand on her cheek and he gazed into her beautiful brown eyes.

  “Thank you,” she replied, not sure quite what to say, but feeling like he was everything she hoped for... and more!

  He put his hands back on her hips and made her move slightly up and down. Inside she felt his semi hard penis slowly grow from five inches to gradually reach its full length, with the flicks getting stronger as it grew.

  He then held her up a little once more and slowly started pushing up into her. Priya responded by breathing heavier and starting to whimper with pleasure.

  She lay down on top of him and they both pushed into each other in a slow rhythm which brushed him against her clitoris with every push adding to the sensations. Even beneath her he seemed to know how to push at the right time and touch her in the right place to heighten her pleasure.

  Damian lifted her off and in a seamless movement rolled on top of her, re-entering her with one smooth thrust which made her gasp with pleasure and shock.

  He rested on his elbows and pushed into her from his hips mixing up the rhythm, with three fast thrusts before a long firm push into her, holding his full length deep inside her and pressing into his clitoris.

  “Ah... Ah... Ah... Aaaaaaah!” she moaned. It felt amazing and Priya lifted her knees up to grip his ribs allowing him to get even deeper, her feet pushing against his arse cheeks and pulling him in.

  As he pushed in she moved slightly up and down on the bed, her breasts stimulated as they pressed against his chest, and her nails digging into his back and drawing blood as she scratched repeatedly in her delirious pleasure.

  The stinging nails made him respond by fucking faster for the three fast thrusts sloshing into her soaking quim, before the hard “slap” deep inside her which earned him another scratch down his back.

  The new range of stimulating sensations were bringing Priya to another orgasm as she matched his rhythm and pushed into every thrust he gave her, moaning and writhing beneath him.

  He didn’t stop. His shaft so well lubricated it riffled in and out easily and the accompanying “Flosh, flosh, flosh!” sound of him sliding into her flooded vagina mixed with Priya’s own moans and whimpers and Damian’s occasional accompanying moans as his own orgasm drew closer.

  Her head lightened as the passion continued unabated. Her legs tightened, knees pressed into his ribs and her back arching, nails digging deep and scratching right down his back.

  He was now near his second orgasm, so straightened his arms and thrust into her faster and faster taking Priya to an almost instant follow up orgasm, which was spectacular!

  Arching her back and pushing up with her legs. Damian took control once more, thrusting down into her and pushing her back into the mattress, which only served to bounce her back into his big thick shaft.

  “Oh...! My...! GOD!” she screamed as almost every muscle in her legs, abs and pussy seemed to cramp up with the intensity of the orgasm.

  Damian dropped to his elbows again and held his stiff penis inside her and the pair kissed passionately while hot jets of sperm squirted into her. He then withdrew and kissed her softly.

  The lovers lay alongside one another. Their bodies intertwined and sweat mixing with sex to perfume the air.

  The love in his eyes gave Priya a warm feeling. He had been the most sensational lover she had ever had. Then he said something which surprised both of them, although neither doubted at that moment that he meant it...

  “I Love You!”

  Chapter Ten

  ...And then there were fireworks!

  In the morning Priya had breakfast with Damian before returning home to change her clothes. She had a smile on her face and a spring in her step, but there was also a little sadness eating away at her having found this wonderful man, only to lose him soon to the distance between their respective homes.

  She sat and contemplated her next move and what would become of their new relationship once he went back to England. He had made an incredible impact in a short space of time. It could be the fact that she knew she wouldn’t have him long, or something deeper.

  In the end Priya decided to make the most of the time they had and cancelled all her engagements for the remaining two days of his time in Mumbai. It wasn’t too difficult as she’d already delayed her return to her main home in Delhi, so there wasn’t much to cancel for the next few days anyway.

  With a renewed resolve she packed a small suitcase, enough clothes to see her through the next couple of days. It was a risk taking this action without talking to Damian first, but short of the possible embarrassment if he turned her away, it seemed like a wonderfully romantic thing to do, so bag packed she left her apartment and got her driver to take her back to the hotel.

  Elsewhere in Mumbai the director was watching the latest rehearsal for the dance routine which had to be shot in one take because of the planned finale being too complicated to repeat. The rehearsal location was an old warehouse, but everyone was in their positions as they would be on Marine Drive.

  “Terrible!” he screamed dramatically, “I’ll be ruined... RUINED!”

  He waved his hands and stormed off as the assistant director hurried everyone back to their starting place for another practice run.

  They were only slightly out of time, everyone having practiced their individual steps in isolation, but today they had to refine the routine and make all their individual sequences work together. They had nearly all worked on productions of this type before, but this was on a larger scale. No-one except the neurotic director doubted they’d get it right when it mattered and they were being drilled until it was perfect.

  The director minced his way back and waved his arms, looking very distressed as he addressed Raj to one side of the group getting ready for another dry run.

  “Raj, it’s going to ruin me!”

  “It’ll come together, it always does!” the star reassured him.

  “I know... I know!” the director nodded, “but it HAS to be right!”

  Raj agreed and gave the director a soothing pat on the back.

  While Raj sipped a cup of tea the director set off to find out if the camera crew had finished checking the camera’s lighting and sound equipment. He had someone to do this for him, of course, but he liked to reassure himself that everything was sorted ready to shoot the scenes later on location.

  Damian wasn’t expecting room service, so was a bit surprised as he answered the knock on his hotel room door. Finding Priya standing there brought a big smile to his face, seeing the small suitcase broadened his grin even further.

  “You don’t mind?” she asked as he picked up the case.

  “I’m delighted,” he replied.

  “I didn’t want to waste a second,” she explained, putting her arms around his neck, and their lips met...

  ...As though a switch had been thrown wild passion took over as the lust they shared was unleashed. The kissing got harder, tongues searching deeper and locked in a passionate embrace of their own. It was animalistic, highly charged and filled Priya with excitement.

  He picked her up and she w
rapped her immaculate bronze thighs around him, her arms tight around his neck. He grabbed her thighs and they staggered toward the wall, the kissing becoming even more frenzied and passionate.

  “Aaah,” she gasped as her back slammed against the wall. Priya’s pussy was flooding and she craved one thing, to feel his big shaft inside, reaching down with her right hand for the zip of his jeans.

  By now her eyes were closed as he kissed her neck, chin and cheeks before their mouths locked in a frenzy of passion. Finally her hand found its goal and she tussled with his zip, teased by the bulge she could feel pressing against her wet panties.

  Priya kissed him with a renewed frenzy and finally managed to release his throbbing penis, pushing her knickers to one side and guiding him to her hungry sex. Gravity did the rest and she gasped as the foreskin rolled back and the head penetrated, stretching the entrance of her vagina...

  “Aaaah... Oh Yes... Ah...AH!” she moaned, as each thrust pushed her up the wall.

  Again and again he thrust upward, his thick rod penetrating deeper, faster because of the position they were in, but Priya was so well lubricated and hungry for him the slight stinging merely heightened the pleasure, and her hungry vagina quickly became accustomed to its invader.

  Damian lifted her away from the wall and taking her weight with his hands gripping her thighs and the throbbing cock deep within her and rested her on the edge of a nearby table.

  He was gripping her thighs just as tightly, but now used them as leverage to thrust his throbbing shaft into her, with long strokes almost withdrawing all the way before the full length slapped back into her soaking pussy.

  “Oh!..... Oh!... O-oh!... Oh Yes!... OH!” she moaned, crossing her ankles behind his legs and pulling him in.

  By now his thick shaft was sliding easily, rifling in and out without resistance as her flooded pussy reduced friction. Priya reached up under his shirt to his shoulders gripping him tightly and her nails dug in. The feeling as his long strokes stretched her open again and again sent a glorious sensation flooding through her body, radiating out from her vagina.