Sinister attempt at seduction

But this time she would win, fifth time is a charm.


She heard the knock on the door and placing the laptop in place ran downstairs. Opening the door, she greeted Vansh with a smile. Her parents were out of town for the next two days, so she was home alone; it was a good thing that her peeping nosy neighbours were still in Rajasthan or inviting any guy home would have become headlines and she would be behind the bars of her house gate.

She was wearing a white shirt and a pleated skirt that showed off her figure appreciatively. This decent choice of outfit was a welcome surprise for Vansh who was having a hard time, literally.

He had missed her sweet laugh and casual banter the last seven days, all because of his fault. He didn’t want to give this sexy vixen any chance to seduce him so he had dumped her with huge amounts of jobs.

When he entered her house today, he didn’t have counter attacks in her mind and was prepared to be assaulted with her sexy body wrapped in a delicious little lingerie but fortunately for his balls, she was clothed. He smiled wide at her and remembered the very first time they met her – she was wearing the same outfit – and invited him in with her ‘come fuck me’ pout.

He had brought with him the same eye mask and cuff links he used the other day but he was sure he couldn’t win with the same thing this time around.

“Let’s watch a movie” she asked and led her upstairs to her bedroom where a variety of snacks and a laptop was ready for an epic movie night.

“You want to watch a movie?” he asked, surprised because she never really bothered with movies, said they wasted three hours of her time and tired her eyes so she would rather read.

“Well, there is a new movie out so just thought why not treat you? Plus, I get to cuddle you” she said and rubbed her nose over his.

“Movie it is, baby” he said, enveloping her soft body in his strong arms and jumped/sat on her bed.

The screen showed a black screen and she pressed play. Two guys were walking out of a building; one had a huge duffle bag on him while the other held an axe.

She covered both of them in a blanket and sat relaxed, an inch apart from his warm body. She smelled of her favourite perfume – lavender and lilies – that she saved for the rare occasions she required a confidence boost.

She took a deep breath in, and welcomed the sweet perfume inside as she spread her legs under the blanket. She had skipped her panties and her freshly shaved folds were empty and begging to be filled.

Ten minutes later, she saw herself on the screen and heard an exclamation from beside her.
Pausing the video, he turned towards her and asked, “Is that you? Is that really you? You acted in a movie? Why didn’t you tell me?”

He moved in front of the screen and stared wide eyed at his girlfriend sitting in on a bed, a bed that looked so much like the bed he was currently sitting on.

“You shot in this room? When and why the fuck didn’t you tell me?” he shouted, glaring at her.

“It was just a 10 minute scene, didn’t think anyone would be interested” she shrugged, looking down at the blanket.

“I wouldn’t be interested, I wouldn’t be interested. What the…. Actually, I’ll take care of you later, let me watch my beautiful girlfriend first” he snapped at her and played the movie.

Shreya sat on her bed, her legs dangling off the bed and her head bent low. She was wearing a long white shirt dress that was just below her mid-thigh. She slowly uncrossed her legs and looked up to show her grey eyes filled with a desire so sharp, he could feel it through every nerve of his.

She unbuttoned her shirt, one button at a time and licked her lips looking straight at the camera.

“Is this a sex scene? Or is this undressing going to get interrupted? Please tell me this will be interrupted.” He asked as the fourth button unbuttoned and the smooth flesh flashed on the screen.

“Is this a blue film? Are not going to get naked on screen?” he asked as the fifth button came undone.

“Shreya, I am a possessive guy, so if a sexy scene with another man is going to appear, this is your chance to tell me or you’ll have to face my hand on you pretty bum” he warned her as the last button was slowly getting undone, the button exactly on her vagina, the button that held the shirt from falling apart.

“No, It’s not a sex scene” she whispered and heard an audible breath of relief coming out of his mouth.

“Thank god” he said and a moment later screamed, “Oh fuck!”

Shreya stood in the screen, completely naked except for her little hands that covered her breasts and her privates, and the shirt on the floor. She smiled a devious little smile, and turned around to present an unbeatable view of her naked back and sexy legs that lead to a round firm ass. She sat down on her bed, her legs spread wide and her hands still covering her privates.

“Come here” whispered Shreya on the screen and Vansh moved closer.

She dropped her hands and Vansh was presented with a naked and delicious view of Shreya. Her firm round breasts stool tall with their brown nipples standing erect; her flat stomach and her deep navel solicited a lick of his lips; her smooth and glistening wet folds, shining like diamonds on the screen softened his resolve and hardened his dick.

He groaned at the clear view of her girlfriend on the screen, a view so hot it won the hottest view award of all time.

She bit her lower lip and twirled a hard nipple in between her fingers. Feeling her breasts, she closed her eyes and raised her chin, as she felt the amazing tingles in her body.

She raised her other hand and licked her thumb in slow motion. Breathing deeply, she took the thumb in her sucked and sucked her little thumb as her other hands felt her globes.

She arched her back and raised her hands, pulling her hair as she inhaled deeply and looked up to the sky. Her body looked like a piece of art, arched and wanting for another piece of art.
Biting her lip and looking straight at the camera with her lust-filled eyes, she slowly slid down her fingers on her naked skin over her stomach and to her wet core.

She moaned as her fingers touched her delicate spot and slid her fingers deeper in her folds. She pinched her hard clit and closed her eyes as she breathed his name from his mouth, “Vansh, Oh”

His hands moved downwards, towards the large bulge protruding out of his jeans and as he touched it, he groaned then screamed ‘fuck’ the very next moment.

He closed his eyes, snatched his fingers away from his dick and shut the screen with a ‘thud’

His eyes closed, he asked, begged Shreya, “You haven’t actually shot a blue film, have you? Look, it’s my celibate time and I cannot punish my balls this cruelly so I’m really sorry but I can’t watch it.
Like I really really can’t because if I do, I’ll die of blue balls”

“I’m sorry I’m not strong enough but I promise that I’ll watch your movie once I’m in a stable state” he said as he took deep breaths in.

He turned towards his right, joining his hands together to show his sincerity and opened his eyes; there, in front of him laid a near naked Shreya, her shirt and bra discarded to give him the sexy view of her delicious breasts and her skirt doing nothing-what-so-ever to cover her glistening wet folds and her index finger in between. Her legs were spread and her hand pressed her breast.

He groaned out loud and slapped his hands over his face as images of her lying similarly, when he first saw her through the window, when he first took her in his arms.

Here goes his resolve.