My heart was beating at a thunderous pace as I entered the lobby of Hilton Hotel, Dubai to meet my dream date. I had won a TV poll competition conducted by Star India TV Channel and the lucky winners was to meet the Bollywood (Indian Film Industry) star Sameera Reddy in this very hotel in Dubai, UAE. The complete package included, besides cash prize, a three nights stay in the hotel in a room adjacent to Sameera Reddy's and to enjoy her companionship throughout the stay during meals, coffee and tea times and at gym and swimming hours. It was an outstanding package and I couldn't think of anything more. Before continuing, I'd like to tell my readers that I'm a Pakistani guy living and working in Dubai for last 4 years.
The organizers welcomed me in the lobby and escorted me to a private corner where no other persons were allowed to sit and eat. It was dimly lit with strikingly romanticist surroundings with sentimental music playing in the background.
We took a turn at the end of the lobby and the next moment was bedazzling. The moment I'd dreamed of thousands of times and the moment I'd waited for with such eagerness. And here I was, standing right in front of this stunning and dazzling beauty, Sameera Reddy, one of the biggest and most sensational Bollywood star. Her endearing face was embellished with a warm smile. The outfit she was wearing was just perfect. The back V shaped blouse revealing her neckline with its stripes running across her neck down to the middle of her back. The organizers introduced us and she stretched her hand for handshake. Taking her hand in mine caused shockwaves going through my body. We exchanged pleasantries as the escorts hurried back to the hotel lobby, leaving two of us alone in a luminescent, private corner of the dining hall. I was still in a state of disbelief.
We sat across the table. Sameera was looking in a very casual mood, talking freely and this gave me confidence to let me get hold of my nerves. I told her that I'd been her fan since I first saw her in a movie, and that I'd never missed any of her movies. We discussed about her different roles in movie and she looked impressed that I remembered every bit of her film career. We talked over a dinner which lasted over 2 hours and when both of us left the dining hall for our rooms, we had become very good acquaintances to each other, if not friends.
That night in my hotel room, which was adjacent to Sameera's, I lied on my bed recalling the moments I'd just shared with my all time favorite celebrity and a dream girl and wondering what was coming n next three days that I was going to spend with her. Sameera's appealing figure was in my eyes, her long dark legs, her seductive neckline, her bitchy face and more particularly her sexy feet in her open striped shoes which I'd been furtively and slyly looking at during our conversation.
For my readers, I'd like to mention that beautiful female feet, and specially the female celebrities feet have been my weakness for so long that I don't remember. I have a huge collection of movie clips, magazine and movie scans, and pictures showing barefoot celebrities. The sight of lovely toes and soles of female celebrities drive me crazy. Of course the barefoot pictures and movie clips of Sameera Reddy top my list of beautiful adorable feet. I've licked and kissed and jerked off on these pictures and clips hundreds of times in my life.
Images of Sameera's lovely toes from that night's meeting were stirring up my emotions. I jumped off the bed and opened my bag, took out a folder of selected pictures of Sameera Reddy's lovely feet and spread them on the couch. Then I turned on my laptop and started playing the movie clips I'd cut from a number of Sameera Reddy's movies in which her feet were bare and exposed.
I quickly undressed myself and started kissing and licking her barefoot pictures vehemently. My eyes were going through every image and I was jerking my dick speedily. Within a few seconds I reached orgasm and shot my cum all over the couch. And it was that very moment that my room door was gently knocked and before I could answer, the door knob clicked and the door started opening. In my anxiousness I had forgotten to lock it.
As the door swung open, my eyes caught Sameera Reddy standing there with a bewildered face and looking in a state of utter disbelief at what she was witnessing. Her biggest ever fan masturbating naked over dozens of her own pictures and clips in which she was barefoot. I grabbed my shirt shamefully and tried to cover my naked body with it.
"Oh my God" she blurted. "I can't believe this".
I thought she would leave immediately and also I wanted her to, but she seemed affixed in the entrance as if to disgrace me even further. I was dying with shame.
"Get dressed up and see me in 10 minutes in my room", she said sharply and hurled the door shut to go back to her room.
I covered my face with both hands and sat there for a few minutes, still very embarrassed. Was this the end of my dream tour? "Oh God, no" I shook my head. I wondered what Sameera would be thinking about me.
"Okay, enough is enough. Let's face what happens next", I said to myself. She could excuse herself from this tour, but at least she couldn't hang me for this. I wore my clothes and knocked at Sameera's room door with wobbling heart.
"Yes" came Sameera's voice and I entered her room. She was half lying in her bed, waiting for me. Her face didn't reveal any signs of disgust or may be she was an expert in hiding her feelings.
Sameera nodded me to take seat. I sat in the chair with a bit of uneasiness.
"So, would you like to tell what was it that I just saw in you room?" she asked casually.
"I'm sorry for that" was all I could speak.
"No, I'm not asking for your apology. Whatever you do in your privacy is not my concern. Just tell me what was that? Why did you choose my images for that purpose?" She demanded with a serious face.
"And for your information, I'd came to your room to ask for a cigarette. My pack of Marlboro was finished and I didn't have a spare pack with me", she told me.
It was the time I thought it better to tell her the truth. I was ready for her reaction. The time I'd spent with her this evening was enough for me.
"Well, I won't lie. I have a fetish for lovely female celebrities' feet. And as I have told you earlier, I have a long time crush on you. I admire whole of your body as well as I admire your work, but I'm crazy about your feet. Out of all celebrities' pictures, your barefoot pictures are in largest number in my collection. What you caught me doing tonight is what I've been doing for years" I was saying keeping my head down.
A few moments passed in silence, and then I continued in a low pitch.
"I don't know why the sight of your feet drives me nuts, but it's not something I could resist. And before you call this meeting, I'd like to inform you that you've got the most beautiful feet in the world."
"Do you know something?" she started to speak. "You're the first person in the world to tell me that I have such beautiful feet."
I eyed her with a question mark on my face. I couldn't tell if she was angry with me or not.
Sameera continued in a casual tone as if she was enjoying my condition and shamefulness "So, what would be the one thing you would like to take with you as a memory of this tour before we separate our ways".
Reluctantly, I said "To touch your feet and capture dozens of images of your beautiful feet".
For the first time in past half an hour I saw a smile on Sameera's face. "I was expecting this" she said amusingly.
"You won't mind it?" I asked as my heart began pounding. I desperately wanted her answer in a big YES. This could be the first and last chance in my life to touch my favorite celeb's feet.
