Deepika Padukone Anal Sex in Plane
John tried to avoid ogling at the woman sitting right next to him on the flight out of Auckland. But

it was becoming very difficult, especially when she kept brushing her elbow against him. In

desperation, he pulled out a magazine and tried reading it. To his frustration, he found that he

could not read past the first page without having his mind wander to the beautiful figure seated

beside him. The woman was Deepika Padukone, and john could not keep his eyes off her. He hadn't been

able to do this since he had met her at the Auckland airport early yesterday morning. Within several

hours, they would be arriving in Los Angeles to film some short sequences for the premier of Bernie


It had been john's agent that had teamed up with Deepika's to make this happen. john was so excited

about the prospect of working with her that he had flown all the way to Auckland to meet her. This

was definitely a thrilling prospect. Though he hadn't been a regular fan of the show Xena: Warrior

Princess during its run, he had seen a few episodes and actually considered himself somewhat of a

casual fan. Now, of course, that had all changed, as he had made up his mind to order every single

episode on video! What had prompted this decision was his lustful infatuation with Deepika. He

didn't think it would happen, having had his fair share of women in his time, but Deepika was

something different. Nearly as tall as he was, she had beautiful blue eyes, a stunning face,

spectacular cleavage, wonderful legs and...a fine ass. Though she wasn't as big in person as on

screen, john thought she looked even prettier. And younger!

As taken as he was by her, he know, of course, that she was a married woman, and there was no way he

could have that kind of a chance with her. He sighed. Oh well, john, leave it for the wet dreams.

Now he was sounding like a kid again. Come on, john, he told himself, you've had plenty of

girlfriends. You're john, for crying out loud! But part of him just wanted to do something with

her...something sordid...something unacceptable...and debauch. She was different than most girls

he'd had, this beautiful woman, and he just wanted to taste her, all of her... to get her in the

sack. As he looked out the window and considered these thoughts, he felt a nudge against his elbow.

He turned around. "john, you ready for this Bernie Mac gig? I can't wait to get started."

The luscious voice stirred something deep in john. "Umm...yeah Deepika, I can't wait either," came

his reply. As he spoke Deepika leant back in her seat to stretch her arms, and while doing so her

large breasts jutted prominently against the pink fabric of shirt. john couldn't help but notice. He

thought he could see the outline of her nipples. Neither could he help his growing erection. As

Deepika's torso returned to its original position he could not, for the life of him, avert his eyes

from her wonderful cleavage. What he did not know, however, was that Deepika had noticed this, and

was secretly aching to become more intimate with him as well. She had had quite a sex life with her

producer husband, as he was very interested in every part of her body, but she hadn't had sex in a

while. She longed for the excitement of a hot sex session with this teen heartthrob. It would make

her feel like a girl again. So she said to john, "I've noticed you've been staring at my breasts."

Omigod, john thought, omigod. Here it goes. She knows! Omigod, why couldn't I control myself? He

swallowed. "Umm...I...?"
"It's okay," Deepika said. "Nothing to be ashamed of. I've had guys stare at my breasts. And become

excited," she said. As she said this she looked toward the bulge in john's pants, and gave a little

nod of her head. john was very embarrassed. Equally, however, he was puzzled at her tone. It

sounded...inviting. He decided to find out whether he was imagining this or if he was really hearing

what he thought he was hearing. "Uhhh, well's just that you're really beautiful, and

I...haven't really had the time for any...girls lately."

No sooner had john spoke those words than a big smile spread across Deepika's mouth. "Well, john, I

don't think we can establish anything permanent, but since this is such a long flight, maybe we

could get to know each other better."

john couldn't believe his ears. "You get to know each other?" he stammered.

"Yes," she replied. "I mean really get to know each other. Like this," she said, and took his right

hand and placed it firmly between her legs. Then she turned and looked him in the eye. john's jaw

had dropped. "Would you like to get to know me better?" she whispered seductively. "How about we go

somewhere private?"

john could hardly contain his excitement. "I..I wanna....if you don't mind, I'd love to get to know

you better. But...where?"

Deepika soon answered his question. "I hear they've a large bathroom on board," she said, with a

mischievous glean in her eyes. "What do you say, john?"

john's expression had changed from an unsure, astounded gaze to a look of animal excitement. "I

say..I say let's get to know each other," he panted.

Deepika grinned. "I'm so glad you want to know me better." With that, she gave his hand a little

squeeze and rose to her feet, saying in a funny voice, "Follow me."

Like a young couple, the two rushed into the rather large bathroom and locked the door, avoiding

passengers' stares. They then looked at one another. Hungrily. john quickly took the initiative. As

he faced Deepika, with the door to the actress's back, he leapt upon her, pressing her against the

door. He planted a series of kisses on her lips. Deepika submitted willingly. "Mmmmmm," she said.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned as john trailed down the kisses to her throat, then began to attack her

breasts, which he had stared at so longingly. "Oh, yes," Deepika said as he began to kiss her there.

Excitedly she began to pull off her pink golfing shirt, as john helped her, rabidly. Yes, she

thought. Suddenly he began to pull off his own clothes, unbuckling his pants. Deepika was very

aroused. She watched him remove his garments, then began to take off her pants. Quickly, she also

proceeded to remove her shoes and socks.

She turned around to watch herself in the mirror as she started to remove her bra, knowing it would

turn her on even further. As she did this she placed her foot up on the counter, resting it on the

mirror. "That has got to be the sexiest foot I have ever seen," john said, taking a look at it.

Deepika grinned. "You like?" she asked. Then she turned around and extended her bare foot towards

john. "You can have," she said. john wasted no time as he hungrily took her foot in his hands and

began sucking on her toes. "Oooooooo," Deepikabegan to purr. She loved how that felt. She rested her

hands behind her on the counter to keep her balance. "Oh, yes," she said. "Ahhhhh..." she continued

to moan as john continued to suck her toes. She watched the bulge grow larger beneath his underwear,

excitedly. The bulge grew very large, erect. Mmmmmm, she thought, I would love to have that inside


john didn't stop until his hunger for her foot was satisfied, and her toes were dripping and covered

with saliva. Next he looked her up and down, lustily, then ordered, "Take off your bra!"

"Sure thing, guy," Deepika said in her delicious accent. She played along the role of the

submissive, playful girlfriend to john's horny, hungry teen.

And then Deepika padukone took off her bra. It was a stunning sight. Her full, proud breasts,

nipples hard with desire and excitement, stared back at john. john took one look at those beautiful

breasts and slammed Deepika back against the door as he took her breasts to his mouth, hungrily

assaulting them as if they were melons. Deepika giggled a bit at first, then began to moan as john

sucked her firm nipples. "Ooooooh, yes," she said. "Oooooo..." she tilted her head back and arched

her back, giving john full access to her enlarged breasts. But john didn't stop there. He trailed

down his kisses and his tongue to her abdomen. She was a bit fleshier than he had expected, but he

kissed and licked her bare stomach all the same. He briefly stuck his tongue into her navel as

Deepika arched her back deeply and moaned once more. "Ohhhhhhh!" she said.

Then he licked her lower abdomen, running his tongue close to the line of her silk panties. john

stooped on his knees as his tongue painted her lower belly. "Ahhhhhh," Deepika moaned again, this

time putting her hands around his head.

All of a sudden they heard a knock on the door. "Hurry up, please," a voice said. Damn! They would

have to hurry. But Deepika was in no mood to stop. "Keep going," she murmured in a half moan.

"Here," she said, and began to take off her panties.

She was surprised to find john fiddling with something in his bag, turned away from her. When he

turned to face her, she saw what it was: a condom. "I don't want to get you pregnant, now do I?" he


Deepika paused for a bit and was surprised, still in the throes of sexual anticipation and ecstasy.

But she quickly remembered her marriage! "Yeah, good thinking," she said, and as john came closer

she thought that she didn't want to take even the slightest chance with a pregnancy, so she turned

her naked body around and asked, "How are you at bonking up the ass?" john took notice of her full,

round, firm buttocks, as well as her mischievous, inviting grin.

She had offered him her ass. john took it, sliding the condom on his throbbing hard cock. This was

going to be fun. First he produced an antiseptic lubricant out of his bag, then began to rub it

around the corners of Deepika's offered ass. Soon he began to rub the solution inside her ass,

entering her with his finger. Deepika moaned excitedly at this intrusion. But the best was yet to

come. Finally he entered her ass with his throbbing hard cock, and Deepika gasped at the sudden

entrance. She felt a bit like having a bowel movement, but as john slowly began to pump his large

cock in and out of her lubricated ass, she began to pant and moan uncontrollably. Dear god, she

thought, ohhhhhh god...

There was a pain as john thrust deeper, but soon the pleasure and the excitement overtook it as her

heart beat wildly. john, for his part, was having the time of his life anally fucking the warrior

princess! He gritted his teeth and groaned. His hands gripped the sides of deepika's waist. Soon he

was building to his climax as DEepika continued to moan very loudly. Just as the hot cum burst from

his penis, Deepika screamed with her own orgasm. Her legs grew weak and wobbly and she nearly

collapsed. "Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh!" she screamed. "Oh god!" she let out. "Ahhhh..."

As they both finished their orgasms, Deepika became very aware of the hot semen that filled her ass.
It began to ooze out of her ass, especially as john withdrew his penis. He got a few paper towels

and helped Deepika wipe the cum off her buttocks after tossing his condom into the trash. As they

pulled their clothes back on and deepika had finished wiping the cum that was still dripping out of

her ass, john gave a sigh of relief. "THAT felt good," he began, pulling his underwear back on. "It

was intense," deepika agreed in her beautiful accent.

"Thanks Deepika," john said as they started toward the door. deepika turned and smiled to him. "Your

welcome. I can't wait till next time."

john's jaw dropped in amazement.

"Maybe after the golf game," she explained, giving him a seductive look. They both had something to

look forward to as they got off the plane that afternoon.

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