Recap:
Suraj returns as a college drop-out to find that his father has remarried. Meanwhile, his brother has betrayed him by marrying Suraj's childhood crush, Jhanvi behind his back. He soon realizes that his brother, Kishore is having an affair with their sexy step-mother, Nora. Kishore is also actively planning to take over the family empire behind his father's back, teaming up with Ravi, his father's right hand man.
Despite attacks on his life by gangsters hired by Kishore and Ravi, and numerous obstacles in his way - Suraj ends up setting up a counter-plan for Kishore and Ravi - seducing and winning over both their wives along the way. Allying with his best friend Karan - he rescues Nora's sister Ileana from Ravi's clutches, followed by recruiting Vivaan - another one of Ravi's victims.
Now, With the decisive quarterly results coming up - Suraj moves in to take out his foes one by one. First was his brother, Kishore who he utterly broke by fucking both his sister-in-law Jhanvi, Kishore's wife and their step-mother Nora, Kishore's mistress before his eyes.
Next is Narayan - the shady accounts head; incharge of falsifying the company results. Needing new faces, Suraj teams up the our nerdy Vivaan and the voluptuous Ileana on an undercover mission to take him down. The two of them do a phenomenal job at taking him down - but at the same time Vivaan's heroic rescue makes Ileana fall for him.
With Suraj and the rest of the harem busy on their heist against Shah Rukh bhai (The gangster) - Vivaan and Ileana are left alone at the Moon Light resort. Vivaan having strict instructions from Nora to keep Ileana safe until Ravi is taken down.
Little do Suraj and Nora know what their undercover team is upto all alone at their paradise resort.
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"Ahhh... V-Vivaaannn... Ahhnnn..." Her loud moans filled the room, "God... Vivaaaannnn... Yes... Yes... AHHHHHH... FUCKKKKK... YES!"
It was early morning, and the sun was shining through the translucent curtains on the open French-door windows facing the sea. The sounds of gentle waves lapping at the beach outside were being drowned out by Ileana's primal screams of pleasure.
"Mmmhmmm... Y-you like that?" I grunted, spanking her ass as I slammed my cock into her from behind. She was holding on to the headboard with both hands for support. I had my hands on her hips to keep her in position. Her big tits jiggled and bounced in front of her as my thighs slammed into her ass with each thrust. I slapped her ass again and again, with the palm of one hand and then the other, making her cheeks blush.
"F-fuuuuccckkk... V-V-Vivaan... You're going to... ahhh... make me cum again!" She groaned; her voice filled with need. I could feel her walls tighten around my cock, squeezing me, milking me, as she thrust back into me to get there faster.
My groans mingled with the sound of her loud, breathless moans. Her body trembled as she got closer and closer to her orgasm. I could see her knuckles going white as she gripped the headboard tightly
"Cum for me... Cum for me now!" I growled, smacking her ass hard, as I slammed my cock even harder inside her.
"AHHHH... YESSSSSS... GODDDD... YESSSSS..." she screamed, throwing back her head and arching her back. She screamed out loud and squeezed the headboard even tighter when she came. Her fingers were gripping the edge so hard it seemed like she was going to break it.
Her body shook violently as she exploded around my cock, her pussy walls spasming around my shaft, pushing me over the edge as well. I held onto her hips tightly and pushed my cock deep into her pussy one last time before shooting load after load of my hot cum into her.
"FUUCCKKKK... II-ILEEENNAA... FUUCCCKKKKK!" I grunted, as the last drop of my cum oozed out of my cock and filled up her pussy. Her tits were bouncing gently now as my thrusts became long, slow, and calculated after I had finished cumming. I didn't want to get out of her just yet; I was enjoying myself so much.
"Oh... oh... ohmygod..." she whimpered softly, as her knees gave way and she fell forward. My cock slipped out and I fell onto the bed with her.
We both lay there panting heavily for a minute or two until she finally wiped a bead of sweat off her beautiful brow and rolled around to nuzzle up against me. I reached out for my inhaler and took one deep puff before wrapping my arm around her. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest and smiled when she kissed my cheek.
"Fuck #9..." she murmured, kissing my jaw, "I wonder how long I'll be able to keep count..."
"Number #10, if we count the fact that you came twice in that last one!" I corrected her, brushing back her hair and stroking her cheeks while she snuggled up closer.
Her beautiful face blushed a deep shade of red before breaking out into a cute little pout, "If you are going to count by the orgasms then we are probably on number #19 or so. You may have missed a few when you were busy spanking my ass. By the way, who spanks their girlfriend's ass while fucking her from behind!"
"Apparently I do. Especially when it is such a beautiful, spankable ass. What? You didn't like it?" I teased her.
"No... It was horrible," she lied and then broke down giggling, pinching my cheek, "I thought I had snagged a sweet little virgin-nerd for a boyfriend. Turns out, he is a naughty, pervy stud, who spanks his girlfriend and makes her cum again and again."
***
It had been a week since we had finished Suraj Bhaiya's and Mrs. Kapoor's mission. Seven days since I'd rescued Ileana from Narayan's clutches. Seven days since my first date with my now girlfriend. And seven days of non-stop, passionate, and lust-filled love making.
I had improved a LOT in the art of sex in such a short time. As they say, practice makes perfect, and I was getting a lot of practice; I mean really a lot. We were having sex like rabbits. Ileana couldn't keep her hands off me, and I couldn't keep my hands off her either. I loved every second of it!
But, even though Ileana seemed so much into me, I still felt a bit insecure sometimes. While I had gotten a bit fitter in the past few months, I was still a bit of a scrawny nerd with glasses, and that, at times, made me feel self-conscious. I had never been that much of a smooth talker, or the confident type like Suraj Bhaiya.
And Ileana was, well... Ileana! She was gorgeous, curvy, and sexy, with a figure that could make any man drool. Her big round tits, perfect hourglass figure, stunning smile with those pouty lips, long straight black hair, and her beautiful light blue eyes; she was literally model material. Standing tall at 5 '10", she was taller than me by several inches. That only added to her imposing beauty.
And while she initially seemed a bit shy when we first met, our little mission with Narayan had brought out her bold and confident side. I probably would have had one of my signature panic attacks if I had to approach her the traditional way. But the universe had smiled upon me and had dropped us together in such a way that things just clicked for us!
I was still having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that she was MY girlfriend now! I felt like the I had won the biggest lottery in the world.
Over the last week, apart from the intense lovemaking, we had gone sightseeing, visiting all the nearby landmarks, and had spent hours walking on the beach every evening, just enjoying the sunset in each other's company. We had gone out to dinner, lunch, shopping, you name it. We were basically living in our own little bubble of happiness.
It was perfect until...
***
"Well, I'll be damned! Vivaan? Vivaan Chopra! Is that you, man? What the hell are you doing here?" A familiar, yet annoying voice that I remembered all too well, called me out.
'Not him!' I thought to myself, "Oh God, NOT HIM!" I was cringing inwardly as I looked around to see a face I hadn't seen for over two years now. It was Samar fucking Anand!
"Oh... Hi... Samar, fancy seeing you here," I mumbled, standing up to face him. All the while, thanking my lucky stars that Ileana had gone back to our Villa to change before we were to head out for some shopping.
"Come on, dude. You know it's just 'Sam!'" He replied with a laugh, walking up to me with that signature fake smile plastered all over his stupidly handsome face.
Samar Anand was the bane of my existence during my days in school. Like me, he also wanted to be a photographer. A passion that he said he got from his uncle, Nikunj Anand, the famous glamour photographer, the one who shot photos of all the Bollywood stars. But unlike me, Samar had all the connections and resources on his side. I was only counting on luck, which was a failing strategy.
Tall, well-built, handsome, charismatic, and rich; he was sort of my polar opposite. I guess when I showed him up on many photography contests, that didn't go well with him and his ego. He started to make my life miserable, to the point of even sabotaging my chances at some really good internships. If anyone in the world made me feel insecure, it was him. He took away my confidence.
And here he was, intruding on my perfect paradise.
"Sam... how... uh... how are you doing?" I muttered awkwardly, looking towards the entrance, hoping that Ileana would not show while he was here.
"I am on the job, dude, you see. Uncle's got a shoot planned here for the next few days. He's checking us in," Sam chuckled and patted my back, "What about you? Does shooting at wedding functions and birthday parties earn enough to pay for all this? I still follow you on Insta - I loved that 'Rinku's 10th Birthday' story! It was a classic."
I cringed at his not-so-subtle insult, and just nodded my head politely, "Oh, yeah... well, this is more of a..."
"Hey, speaking of your Insta..." He didn't even let me finish. He continued, "I remember seeing a lot of pics of these two gorgeous babes in your Navratri collection!" He was ignoring what I had to say. "Damn! They were smokin' hot! Do you remember them? It was a few months ago. Any chance you got their handles or something. Uncle's always on the lookout for some fresh faces."
I blushed as I realized who he was talking about. I had posted the photos from my Navratri event, and my collection had contained the photos I took of Pooja and Jhanvi Didis! Only the ones of them dancing, of course! Suran Bhaiya would have killed me if it was anything else.
"Err... Yeah... I mean, no..." I began but Sam cut me off again.
"What am I saying? Our Vivaan talking to a girl!" he chuckled, "Now that I think about it, they were way, way out of your league anyways. It must've been a lucky photo opportunity to catch them with your camera. Although, you made it look like you knew them."
