The Challenge: Prelude 2 – Fuck Like A Porn Star – Part 2
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Continuation of story from ‘The Challenge: Prelude 2 – Fuck like a porn-star – Part 1’. Friday: “It’s good that we planned to go for a movie today, ‘The love story’ has release so we can watch it.” I said. “No. I want to watch ‘The action movie’. Do you remember what you said, you owe me one so I pick the movie.” He insisted on this. The movie Raj picked had been on screen for 3-4 weeks. And what I heard from others, it was a crappy movie. Inside there were very few people. The show began and we started watching the movie. My eyes set on screen watching all the fist action, stunts and explosions when I felt something going inside my pants. It was Raj, he slipped his hand inside my pant to finger my pussy, trying to get me excited. I tried to stop him but he continued with his fingering. In an attempt to take his hand off, I dropped my phone, below the seat. “I dropped my phone under the seat.” I said. “So, go on, pick it up.” He replied. “But it’s dark and I can’t see my phone.” I told him with expectation that he would help with the situation. “I’ll hold your hand; you go down and search your phone with the other.” He said while pointing at the screen indicating that he was watching the movie. I did what he said. While I was searching for the phone with my right hand, my left hand felt something hard. I looked up to see that he had rested my hand on his erect penis which he had taken out of his pants. There was no way I was going to have sex in a theatre, so the only option was to blow him. I turned and sat on the floor getting comfortable between his legs. Then I stroked a couple of times and then took his dick inside my mouth. While I was giving him a blowjob, I felt pleasure due to vibration in my panty area. But I continued to suck him till he came. Surprisingly when I got up, I saw that I was sitting on my phone all this time and the vibration was the missed calls I received a while ago. Saturday: Raj had no work today so I was happy that we have time to spend the whole day together. But before I could initiate anything he said, “Today no funny stuff, we need to clean the house so that you parents don’t suspect anything when they return.” This was a disappointment but what he said was correct. So we spent time chatting, remembering childhood memories while cleaning the house. By evening time we were done and then he prepared dinner. We ate it and washed the dishes clean. After everything done I gave him a hug. But when we got separated he said, “Good Night. You need to sleep now; we don’t want to mess things up after sorting everything.” Then he escorted to my room and put me to bed. “Last night together and this is how he ended it.” Was the thought that disturbed me. I couldn’t sleep as I was busy cursing Raj for his recent actions. For a moment when I kept quiet I heard clinging noise of glass. I went out to see that Raj was sitting on the dining table with a glass in hand and a bottle in front of him. “Are you drinking? Alcohol?”, I asked. “It’s just Red Wine nothing big. I picked a couple of bottles from the restaurant.” He replied. He sounded like a drunk. I went close to him. “What’s this smell? I recognize it. Were you drinking all this time you were over here?”, I caught him red handed. But he didn’t even try to deny it. “Yes off course I was drinking. Do you think I am courageous enough to ask you for sex directly? If so then why would I be single till now?” Raj was clearly drunk. I tried to take the bottle from him. But he insisted on finishing the bottle as that was the last night. So I suggested him that I will finish the bottle. Hearing my suggestion he said, “You can’t finish half a bottle of wine. Girls can’t handle that much of alcohol.” I took this challenge and picked up the bottle. I sniffed the bottle opening then took a sip. It was bitter as hell but I was determined to finish it. Five minutes and some gulps later, still I was fine at first but a couple of minutes later it hit me. I was out of control. Suddenly I stood up and said, “Hey bhayya, catch me if you can.” Then I started running like a crazy person around the house taking off my clothes one by one and throwing them around. Raj was following me too, trying to catch me but he too had troubles navigating through the house. When I was taking off my panty, I stopped and that’s when he caught me. He held me down till I was calm. You know, that day I learned one thing about alcohol about how we speak truth after being drunk. Our thoughts are truthful all the time, but we stop ourselves from saying it because we rethink about that thought. What alcohol does is it stops this rethinking process, so we say everything we think without holding any back. I was drunk, too much alcohol for the first time, so it was obvious that I was going to regret all the things I was going to say back then . This is how the conversation went, “Hey Raj, see I finished the whole bottle…See I told you I would. Raj, Raj bhayya.” “How many times have I told you not to call me bhayya.” “Why? What’s wrong with the word ‘bhayya’. Bhayya is good, bhayya is sexy.(giggly laugh) I had sex with my bhayya. Shhhh! Don’t tell anybody about this.” Then I said a lot of things and the conversation went somewhere else, “You know Raj bhayya I have one complaint about you. The whole week was good, sex was fun, I enjoyed it. But one thing I didn’t like about you. Why are you so gentlemen like while having sex. Why can’t you fuck me like a porn star?” Suddenly Raj stood up and came close to me, “You want it right, then get up.” He got me standing and took me to my bedroom. There he handed me a bag and told me to wear it and come. He had got me sexy black lingerie with thin straps. The panty was so skimpy that it barely covered my ass. By then the alcohol effect had reduced. When I came back in the room he had candle lit the surrounding and was setting up the camera. “What’s the camera for?”, I asked. “You want to be fucked like a porn star, then you need to be in front of the camera.” He said. I didn’t mind the camera. The lingerie was really good looking but not comfortable, the bra was so tight that my bust was pressed together forming a huge cleavage, if I jump even a little my breast might pop out. Meanwhile the panty was so skimpy that even when I walk the behind part would sink in my ass crack revealing both the cheeks. So I walked slowly towards the bed, meanwhile Raj was resting on the bed naked with his pole standing up and erect. “Come on girl, start sucking. You are my slave now so you will do as I say.” He said with a raised voice. I simply followed the instructions and did what he asked. I started licking the head first, then swallowed the shaft. While I was moving my head up-down he held my head from behind and tried to push it deeper. I almost chocked on it, but I was enjoying it. Then I was resting flat on the bed and he stood in front of me, “Ma’am, are you carrying anything illegal, I need to strip and check you thoroughly.” He said like a cop. Didn’t know how there was a sudden change in his personality. Then he climbed on top of me. “First I will check your mouth”, he said and stuck his tongue down my throat. Kissing hard and doing all sorts of wiggly stuff with his tongue in my mouth. Raj was being a bit rough. But that’s what I was going for, him to be less polite and rather taking control. He unhooked my bra and grabbed on to my boobs. Then while squeezing them he said “Ma’am in the further checks I want you to respond based on how much it excites you. ‘Oh yeah’ , ‘Just like that’ or ‘Give me more’.” Then he rolled my breasts around, using thumbs to make my nipples hard, sucking on them alternately and he bit a few times. This was really arousing I couldn’t stop myself from moaning and I was getting wet down below. I wanted to put something in my pussy to pleasure myself, but he held my hand saying, “Ma’am do not interfere with the search.” He then went lower and pulled the panty down. He started licking my lower lips. Then he tried something called ‘tongue twister’ making my clit erect. “Oh yeah! Yeah! Just like that! …ahhhh!” was all I could say. “I can’t go any deeper, need to use another tool.” Saying this he inserted his dick inside my pussy and started thrusting, very hard. “Oh yeah! Come-on bhaiyya… fuck me! Fuck me more.” I was really screaming. Good thing my room had no windows and the door was shut making the room sound proof. “Ma’am another hole needs checking too.” I was not ready to go anal but alcohol had got be pretty relaxed. He turned me around made me be in a crawling position. Then using his spit, he lubricated my other hole and the stuffed his dick in. “Ohhh…god”. It was pleasure and pain both together. After I was comfortable having his dick inside my ass-hole, he started moving to and fro having a firm hold on my hip. I was moaning like never before. Pleasure was already skyrocketing, to further add on to that I started fingering my pussy. Then we tried out few new positions, I didn’t know about them, something he looked up on internet. For the final act he made me kneel while he stood in front of me. We both masturbated till climax and he came on my face. He made me drink all his cum (Nutrition fact: good protein source). In the end we were so sweaty and exhausted that we fell asleep cuddling each other. What happened that night was hazy and I don’t remember much of it. What we did does it qualify for porn or was just creepy I don’t know. Raj said that he saw this act in some porn called ‘Deep Cavity Search’. That was one night we both remember but never talk about it. The next morning we didn’t even said a word to each other as were busy cleaning and sorting the house again and mainly my room. Fortunately we were done cleaning by the time my parents and brother arrived. After a really busy big week we stood there in front of my parents as if nothing significant happened. Thank you for reading it. Please provide feed-back to my email id [email protected] Good as well as bad comments are accepted. The Challenge: Prelude 2 – Fuck Like A Porn Star – Part 2