Another one to keep the ball rolling! While I was working on the next chapter, I thought I could elaborate upon the previous entry a bit more in the meantime. I don't like to recap, so you'll have to read the previous chapters for context. All characters in the story are fictional. Any resemblance to any person is coincidental and all characters are above 18.
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It had been a long night for Rasika as her ass was used repeatedly by Karan. She woke up with Karan's leg wrapped around hers from behind and his uncovered hard-on pressed firmly against her barely covered butt. She was still wearing the playboy bunny dress. Morning wood is something Rasika did not know about, and she got a warm feeling when she mistakenly thought that Karan was probably having a sexual dream about her.
She stirred uncomfortably as she realized that the tail butt-plug was still inside her. She slowly recalled the events of last night. Every time Karan finished butt fucking her and unloaded his cum inside her, he had refused to let Rasika clean up. Instead, he plugged her butt again with the tail ensuring that all the cum stayed inside her. It was very humiliating for Rasika to be filled like that. It also hurt a little every time Karan pulled out the butt-plug to use her and also when he shoved it back in. Her mind then wandered to the newly formed memories from last night's party. She felt embarrassed thinking back to how all the girls looked at her jealously and called her a slut while the guys started at her playboy bunny costume clad body lewdly. She also worried that the news about her going into the bathroom with Karan in full view of everyone at the party would spread quickly and ruin her reputation. She couldn't do much about it now, so she tried to think about something else.
Her reverie was interrupted by the stirring of Karan's hand on her stomach. It slowly snaked up her body to her covered chest. Karan pulled the dress down to reveal her breasts and then found one of her hard nipples with his fingers. As he slowly became more aware of his surroundings, he started pinching and pulling on her sensitive nipples making Rasika wince and moan. As his ministrations became more urgent and rough, he suddenly turned her to face him. Without looking at her face, Karan slid down and took one of her breasts into his mouth and started sucking hard on it. He attempted to take as much into his mouth as he possibly could and kept sucking frantically as if he was starved. He released her breast briefly and then latched on to just her nipple. By alternating between nibbling on it, sucking, and flicking it with his tongue, he kept Rasika on edge. She gasped whenever he bit her nipple too hard, but her hand that had slid down to between her legs kept rubbing.
After feeding on her for a long time, he finally seemed to be satisfied and unlatched his mouth from her breast. Karan pulled back and examined her marked tits. He admired the newly made marks that were added to the ones from last night. Karan slid back up on the bed resting his head on the pillow above Rasika's head to look down into her eyes lustily. Rasika, breathing heavily looked up at him longingly. He moved his hand slowly to her face and started rubbing her lips softly with his thumb. The area around her mouth was marked with hickeys from Karan's roughness last night. He had attacker her mouth with his own, rather than actually kissing her. She parted her lips to let him penetrate her mouth with his finger. She sucked on his thumb seductively as they looked into each other's eyes.
After a few moments, Karan removed his thumb from her mouth slowly and reached behind her head to stroke her hair. As sunlight streamed in through the window behind Rasika's head, she was able to clearly see Karan suddenly smile cockily. He stopped stroking her hair and patted Rasika's head twice. Rasika immediately has a flash back to her first date with Karan a couple of days ago in the fancy restaurant. He had made her suck his dick by placing her face on his lap when she was sitting next to him. She remembered how panicked she got when the waiter had come by to ask if they wanted desserts. Pretending to be drunk, she had kept still with his cock in her mouth as Karan gave his order. After the waiter left, Karan had tapped her head twice to indicate that she should resume sucking his cock. She understood immediately and started moving her mouth up and down on his lap.
After a short pause, Rasika took a deep breath and moved down to Karan's crotch. Karan turned to lie on his back and adjusted the pillows so that he could sit up on the bed and look down at Rasika as she performed her duties. Rasika softly pushed at Karan's inner things and Karan spread his legs in response to let her crouch in between them. With a quick glance at Karan's smirking face, Rasika took his cock into her mouth and started sucking slowly. Karan bunched her loose hair into his right fist and started directing her movements. After a while, he pulled her off his cock and slowly moved her head down making sure that her lips still brushed his cock. Rasika started obediently kissing his shaft as her head was moved down. Karan stopped when her chin was on the bed with her lips level with his balls. He scooted down a little to give her more access and enjoyed the feeling of her tongue lapping his balls. A bolt of pleasure shot through him every time she took one of his balls into her mouth to suck on. He was impressed that Rasika was doing such a good job considering it was the first time she was pleasuring a guy's balls. She had obviously watched the porn he had sent her diligently and learned what he liked.
He let go of her hair and placed his hands behind his head to get comfortable and watch her try out her new routine, alternating her attention between his cock and balls. Rasika's hair cascaded down in front of her face and blocked his view. But before he could say anything, Rasika reached for the scrunchy on her left hand and proceeded to tie her hair in a pony tail, all the while sucking his cock. She always kept the scrunchy handy whenever she was with Karan. It was on her hand since she got dressed at home before meeting him to change into the costume. It was useful just to make sure Karan was able to see her when she gave him blowjobs. But more often than not, it ensured that his cum didn't get into her hair.
Karan enjoyed the erotic sight in front of him for a couple of minutes and stretched his arms. His left hand fell on the discarded bunny ears which he promptly picked up and placed on Rasika's head, completing the look again. Without looking up, Rasika realized that he had put the bunny ears back on her. She heard Karan fiddling around on the side table and after a moment felt two taps on her head. She stopped and looked up with Karan's cock still embedded inside her mouth to find the mobile phone camera pointed at her. Before she could react, the flash went off. She got up angrily and shouted at Karan, "What the hell? I told you I don't want you to take any photos or videos!"
Karan just chuckled and replied, "Relax! This is such a lovely sight, I had to capture it on camera. I just want to remember this forever. Besides, your full face isn't even showing. Look!"
Karan handed her his phone and she gasped when she saw the photo. It was true, you couldn't see her face fully because of the angle of the photo and because she had his cock in her mouth. But you could easily see her wide eyes looking into the camera and her eyebrows raised in surprise. The explicit photo of her sucking Karan's cock made her wet. The look on her face, the ponytail, the bunny ears, her raised heart shaped ass showing her partly covered ass cheeks, and the bunny tail embedded in between made her look extremely slutty. No, she thought. Not slutty, lovely. Karan had said she looked lovely.
Deciding that she wanted Karan to cherish this moment and remember her as lovely, she gave him back the phone which made Karan smile and his cock twitch. "NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE THIS!" she warned him. He couldn't believe his luck. He did not expect her to let him keep the picture and had taken it just to humiliate her and see her reaction. He assured her he wouldn't with an exaggerated voice, "Of course not! Never!" as he stroked her hair. She told him to put the phone aside and went down on him again, periodically looking up to make sure he hadn't grabbed the phone again. She realized that this was the first exchange of words they had had since they woke up. Even before they went to sleep last night, there wasn't a lot of talk as Rasika had figured out how Karan wanted her to behave that night.
It had been a while since she had started sucking him off. But she knew he was going to last long because there was not much left in his balls after he came in her butt so many times last night. His cock was hard, so she assumed there was still some left in him. She was determined to drain him completely before she headed back home.
Karan was having fun, but he knew he was a long way from finishing and wanted a bit more variation. He had fucked her butt enough times last night, so he decided he wanted to try out something new. He wanted to ejaculate into her throat directly this time but knew she was not ready to deepthroat him as yet. He knew he had to train her more, so he had also bought a large dildo from the adult website when he had ordered the butt-plug. He hadn't showed it to Rasika yet, since he thought she wouldn't take it well, considering her reaction when he introduced the butt-plug to her for the first time. But she had gotten used to having it inside her now, he thought. He was too eager to wait any longer, and decided it was time to use the dildo to open up Rasika's virgin throat.
He had other plans for her too. He moved her off him, placed his hand on her head and told her to "stay" as he got ready. She lay on her stomach and waited as Karan took care of his morning business and showered. As the bathroom door opened, Rasika looked up to see Karan walking out as he dried his hair with a towel. The semi-hard cock dangling between his legs, framed by his pubic hair made her mouth water.
"Get ready, I have plans," Karan commanded. She got up and went to the bathroom and locked the door. This was the first time that she had some privacy since before she came to Karan's house last evening to get dressed into the bunny suit. The couple of times Rasika had to pee at night, Karan had insisted that he help her take out the butt-plug so that she could take off the dress. She had to get completely naked before she could pee. As he took out the butt-plug, he told her to clench her butt cheeks tight so that none of the cum inside her asshole escaped. When she was naked, he put the butt-plug back in and made her squat in the shower area to pee. After she was done, he helped her get back into the bunny dress and plugged her back in. He got some perverse pleasure from knowing that all of his cum was stored inside Rasika's body.
She had taken off the stockings sometime during the night because she was afraid they would get torn. So, she took off the bunny ears, removed the scrunchy from her hair and then bend down over the sink so that she could unplug herself. She watched her face grimace in the mirror as she pulled it out. Because she had to do this on her own, it was a bit harder and stung a bit more. After it was out, she quickly took off the dress and unclenched her buttocks. She felt Karan's cum that was deposited in her ass trickle out and flow down from her ass crack to her thighs. She sighed, then sat on the pot to do her morning business. When she was taking a shower, she made sure to clean her butthole as much as she possibly could by sticking in her soapy finger.
When she was done and drying herself up with a towel, she realized she had forgotten to take her change of clothes into the bathroom. She sighed and wrapped the short towel around her body to go back into the bedroom to look for her clothes. Karan was sitting on a chair next to the bed. She was a bit surprised to see that he was wearing a blue suit with a red tie. But she was much too concerned about where her clothes were to satisfy her curiosity.
"Karan ... umm... do you know where my clothes are?" she asked meekly.
"Silly girl! They are in the bathroom of course! You took it off in the bathroom, not here."
Rasika was momentarily confused by his response, "Huh? ... Oh! ... not ... not the dress. I wanted to know where the clothes that I came in are."
