Movie Couple's Escapades

After almost a decade of fans shipping them together, Samar Kapur and Preeti Sanon came together for a big-budget romantic movie at last. While Preeti was supposed to play the female lead in Suri's action-thriller opposite him, she reluctantly had to refuse due to date issues. Preeti always had a crush on Samar but it was quite mild. Nothing too crazy.

However, when big-shot Bollywood director and producer Karan Johar revealed to her on his talk show, Koffee with Karan, that Samar once told him at a birthday party that he found her cute, Preeti just could not stop thinking about him 24/7. Her crush on him exponentially intensified, which even reflected in her answers to rapid-fire questions or those "kill, marry, hook up" questions when Samar's was the only name she would take on her own. Her mind would often idly wonder how perfect their children would be: extremely tall, attractive, charming, talented, and intelligent, just like both of them.

Samar never bothered much with media and keeping up with Bollywood gossip, but when one of his friends showed him the same clip from that episode of KWK, he was pleasantly surprised by Preeti's reaction.

"You should try harder, Karan," Preeti had said in response to Karan claiming to have tried to set them up at every party, but both apparently missed the hints.

She seemed pleasantly surprised but appeared to have reprimanded herself in her mind for not picking up on the hints earlier.

Samar recalled that night at designer Manish Malhotra's birthday party. Everyone was dressed in their best glamorous outfit. He was standing with his group of friends, Ranbir, Gaurav, and Ayan, sipping on his drink. Ranbir discussed something about his then-girlfriend, now wife, Alia. They were still in a secret relationship but decided to make it public at Sonam's wedding reception. Talk about stealing someone's thunder.

Even if in public Ranbir was reserved and traditional, in private, he was quite the fuckboi. He cheated on his previous girlfriends multiple times and slept around with countless women. He sent detailed texts on the group chat about the things he tried with his girlfriends too. Samar realized just how messed up his childhood best friend was when he told him how much he enjoyed watching him kiss and pretend-make love to Alia onscreen for a romantic scene.

Nevertheless, he couldn't get himself to throw away an entire lifetime's worth of friendship. Getting bored of hearing about Ranbir and Alia, Samar's eyes roamed around the party. In the right corner were the hot young debutants, Ananya Panday, Rhea Sutaria, Sara Ali Khan, and Janhvi Kapoor. They seemed to have been watching him but looked away as soon as he turned toward them.

On the left was his ex, Shraddha Kapoor, with her contemporaries, Alia Bhatt, Parineeti Chopra, and Vaani Kapoor. They're still good friends even if their breakup wasn't the prettiest, but that was many years ago and they had long moved on. Samar was getting bored to death at the birthday party of a middle-aged man who despite being the best fashion designer in Bollywood lacked taste in music.

That was until his gaze landed on a pair of very long legs that had just walked through the door. Preeti Sanon was already 5'8," and on top of that, she wore 3-inch stilettos. Her golden sequin mini dress ended right under her buttocks and had a deep neckline flaunting her ample cleavage. She sauntered over to Shraddha's group and began to chat with them.

Samar was mesmerized by her. He had seen her a few times at parties but she never really caught his attention. She was just an acquaintance to him. However, seeing her in that golden dress, laughing and flipping her hair sparked something within him. For the first time, he saw her in a different light. He thought to himself, no wonder Karan always tried to make him talk to her.

Think of the devil and the devil arrived. Karan slid by Samar when he caught him watching her and said, "So you finally noticed."

Samar was caught off guard. He turned to him and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, come on, Samar! I saw the way you were looking at Preeti! Like finally! She's looking very sexy tonight, isn't she?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Samar said, looking away.

"God, Samar, why are you like this? Just say it!" Karan pestered. "She is sexy as hell!"

"Yeah, ok, I find her very cute," he finally admitted.

"Cute?" Karan questioned. "I'll take that. So? Are you taking her home tonight?"

"It's not like that, Karan," Samar rolled his eyes.

"Ugh, you need to be more like your buddy, Ranbir here," Karan huffed.

Hearing his name, Ranbir turned to them, asking jokingly, "Talking shit about me again, Karan?"

Karan told him about Samar and Preeti and his friends started playing with him, teasing him about her. They managed to push him to talk to Preeti. They encouraged him to flirt with her but they knew all too well that he wasn't the flirting type of guy. He was either all in or all out when it came to love. Preeti wasn't just another hook-up for him. She was special.

Preeti and Alia went to the bar and were chatting while sipping on their drinks when Samar and Ranbir went up to them. Ranbir greeted Preeti with cheek-to-cheek kisses and side-hugged Alia. When it was Samar's turn to greet her, suddenly he felt butterflies in his stomach. He greeted her a few times before but never felt anything for her.

Preeti, on the other hand, always felt giddy and tingling sensations all over her body at any contact with him.

Samar kept it cool and greeted her with cheek-to-cheek kisses as well but froze at the contact of his skin with hers for a second too long.

Preeti felt her core vibrate with delicious sensations at his touch on her cheek and his hands on her arms.

Once they pulled apart, they smiled at each other.

Ranbir and Alia noticed the fiery blaze with which they watched each other but didn't interrupt them.

"So, long time, huh, Samar?" Preeti broke the silence softly.

"Yeah," Samar replied. He was still speechless as his eyes danced with hers.

"Samar, Preets, you guys carry on," Alia said with a suppressed grin, "Ranbir and I will be right back."

Alia took her husband away who was reluctant to leave as he wanted to hear their conversation.

At last, Samar and Preeti stood alone at the bar.

He ordered two drinks for them and Preeti was surprised when he knew exactly what her taste in alcohol would be.

"Samar, I'm so sorry I couldn't do Malang. I really, really wanted to do it, but there were some date issues with Panipat," Preeti apologized.

"It's okay. Perhaps we have something better written in our future," Samar said.

"Disha and you must have had a lot of fun!"

"Yeah, we did," he said, recalling the time they almost fucked after her red bikini scene shoot but he stopped himself since she was dating Tiger.

"You should come to parties more often," she said playing with her hair. "Girls love it when you're here."

Samar laughed in incredulity.

"Seriously! You should know how many of them have a huge crush on you," Preeti said.

"Really? Like?"

"Like everyone. Single or committed."

"You too?" he asked.

Preeti's pupils dilated as she was caught off guard but she handled herself before he could notice. "Um, so how are you liking the party?"

Samar was disheartened by her change of topic but he got the answer.

As they continued to discuss various topics, Preeti's eyes were drawn to his smooth lips. She imagined what it would feel like to have a taste of him. Her lips on his as her fingers clutched his curly hair and her long leg wrapped around him.

Samar, on the other hand, had a wilder imagination. He fantasized about what it would be like to lift her up on the bar counter, pull up her golden mini dress, push her panties aside and take her right then and there in front of all the big shots of Bollywood. He would suck on her big, firm tits and make her moan in pleasure as everyone watched.

At last, the night ended with everyone dancing together, yet neither Preeti nor Samar picked up on each other's feelings.

A few months later, when Karan brought up the party in his talk show, all the memories came rushing back to both of them.

Since both their feelings toward each other became a little apparent after that episode, Samar began to pursue her but still in very subtle ways. Relationships in the film industry were fickle and complicated. He didn't want to pursue her until there was a clear sign of interest from her, as he didn't want to make things awkward. Preeti felt the same way too, so she never made it too obvious that she had feelings for him.

He began to attend various parties which he knew she would be attending too and would have long conversations with her. Their sizzling chemistry seemed to have sparked many directors' and producers' interest. Within a month, they got 6 romantic film offers. They signed 3. They would spend about a third of the next three years together with 1 movie per year.

Before the start of shooting was one of the biggest birthday parties of Bollywood, Karan Johar's 50th birthday. Every single A-lister attended the big event dressed in their best. About a year after Manish Malhotra's birthday, Samar and Preeti were once again at a big birthday party. Preeti wore a maroon deep V-neck mini dress.

They were once again chatting as they did at various events.

"So, are you ready for our first day of shoot next week?" Preeti asked him.

"Yeah, I mean as ready as I can be," he answered.

Running out of things to say, Samar simply looked into her eyes and she saw that spark that she always saw when he was with her. By that point, she knew he was very much into her, but was baffled as to why he didn't ask her out yet. Maybe he was just getting to know her better or wanted to wait for the right time.

"More drinks?" He asked.

"Sure!" Preeti exclaimed.

She downed the glass of whiskey in one go and cheered.

The party songs began to play and Samar was about to ask her for a dance when suddenly, Ananya Panday tapped on his shoulder.

"Hi, Samar!" she squealed in drunken excitement and gave him a passionate hug with air kisses.

"Hi?" Samar was drunk too but was sober enough to be confused by her getting so touchy with him.

Preeti watched in jealousy, fuming at Ananya's hands all over him.

"Samar, wanna come dance with me? Please, please, please?!" she requested.

Samar looked back at Preeti who shrugged at him and then answered, "Sure."

Ananya was wearing a black mini-dress with cutouts that cupped her boobs. It was very risky, to say the least.

Preeti watched in fury as Ananya twirled with Samar, holding her finger and danced with him.

"That should be me," she muttered under her breath.

Samar looked back at her from the dance floor and saw her down a vodka shot. He excused himself from the fangirl that was trying hard to make him stay with her and went over to Preeti.

"Preeti, what are you doing? Don't drink too much," he advised gently.

"Why do you care? Go dance with those teenagers!" she shouted in her drunken rage.

"We were just dancing. It's no big deal," he tried to explain. "Wait a minute, why do you care so much?"

Preeti looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, shocked and confused at the same time. She then got up and headed towards him. Samar thought she would ask him for a dance but she walked right past him and asked his best friend, Gaurav Malhotra, for a dance instead. In her drunken state, she rubbed all over him as she danced very inappropriately. With her back to him, she swayed her hips and pushed her ass against his crotch as she made him wrap his arms around her waist.

Samar grew furious and rushed over to her on the dance floor.

"Whoah!" Gaurav exclaimed when he pushed him off of her. "Relax, bro! I was trying to get away."

With that, Gaurav walked away and Samar and Preeti were left standing there facing each other.

"Why do you care who I dance with, Samar?" Preeti asked.

Samar took her hand and pulled her to his chest, his hot breath fanning over her soft skin. He then pushed her hair behind her ear and watched her as seconds ticked by. At last, he leaned in and locked his lips with hers.

Preeti was taken aback but then she deepened the kiss even more.

Everyone on the dance floor stopped when they noticed them and watched them in shock for a minute. They knew this was going to be on the headlines the next morning.

"Well, well, well, aren't I a matchmaker?" Karan asked rhetorically and everyone clapped and cheered for the new couple.

Samar and Preeti laughed once they broke apart and embraced each other. The rest of the night they celebrated dancing to their hearts' content.

The news of their relationship spread like wildfire and all their fans were over the moon. Some doubted it was just a PR stunt for their upcoming movies but as the shooting of their first movie progressed, they grew closer and closer and became more and more intimate in public. It started with long, romantic hugs, then cheek kisses, then pecks on the lips, and then full-on make-out sessions. That obviously cleared all the people's doubts.

Their first movie was an instant blockbuster at the box office as everyone swooned over their blazing-hot looks and chemistry. They set the screens on fire as everyone had said. They were dubbed the SRK and Kajol of the new generation. That year they won all the awards. The most important of them being the Filmfares. At the after-party for Filmfare winners, Samar and Preeti enjoyed partying with all the other winners and nominees but later sat in a secluded corner when they got tired.

Since they decided to take things very slow as relationships in the industry tend to be fickle, they did everything but have sex over the 8 months of their relationship. However, after all that time, both were finally sure of their relationship. It could be the alcohol or all the pent-up passion Samar kept in himself for so long that led him to rub her thigh when they sat together. Preeti wore a velvety red dress with a very deep neckline that showed off her ample bosom and a dangerously high side slit.

Samar rubbed her exposed thigh, inching higher and higher with each passing minute until his hand was under her dress. He then rubbed her inner thighs which drew a soft moan from Preeti.

He looked into her eyes for her permission and she nodded. Thankfully, the room was absolutely dark with all the winners of the night and the sponsors partying so no one could see what they were up to, sitting on a leather couch in the dark corner. Everyone was drunk anyway, so no one would even pay attention.

Soon Samar's fingers found Preeti's red thong and rubbed her pussy over it.

"Are you sure about this?" Samar asked while kissing her neck in his drunken state.

"A big night calls for a big celebration," Preeti murmured back and took in his lips as his fingers began to circle faster.

Preeti could feel her thong getting soaked with each passing minute.

Samar leaned into her bosom and began to kiss the exposed parts of her big breasts. Before Preeti knew it, he moved the red velvety material that covered little of her breasts and sucked on her brown tits. Then he pulled her thong aside and rubbed her naked pussy. Preeti moaned in pleasure as Samar rubbed her pussy and sucked on her boobs in a room full of people.

"Ahh, Samar!" Preeti moaned but the loud music drowned it out.

Samar spread her labia and inserted his pointer and middle fingers into her pussy and Preeti gasped in pleasure.

"Baby, I imagine myself doing this to you all the time," Samar murmured into her ears. "Especially when you send your nudes."

"Wanna know what I wanna do to you when you send me your nudes?" Preeti asked mischievously.

Samar watched her in anticipation until she grabbed his belt and unbuckled him. Her hands reached into his pants and grabbed onto his bulging cock.

Samar moaned in pleasure as she rubbed his wet cock up and down and Preeti moaned as he finger fucked her squelching pussy and his lips latched onto her tits.

Preeti rubbed the tip of his cock, really making sure to get every little area under her fingers. Her hand was completely wet from his precum which helped her hands glide up and down his dick very smoothly. She tried different motions on him. She went slow for a minute and then sped up to very fast strokes. She then twisted her hand around his rock-hard cock, rotating about her wrist as she stroked up and down.

"Ahh, fuck, Preeti!" Samar swore under his breath as she pleasured him.

His moans turned on Preeti even more and she started going faster which in turn made his fingers penetrate her pussy faster and faster as he sucked, licked, and bit her tits.

Their secretive fucking went on for good five minutes while everyone was partying in the dark room with only party lights flashing sporadically.

When they both were at their edge, Preeti stopped him and took out her hands from his pants.

"Preeti?" Samar looked at her in confusion.

"Shh." Preeti put a finger on his lips. "Come with me."

Preeti didn't bother fixing her deep-neck dress that only cupped a little of her boobs anyway. She left her tits hanging out in the open. She got up from the couch and grabbed Samar's hand. Then she led him through the crowd and he knew exactly where she was taking him.

Kartik Aaryan and Sara Ali Khan were dancing sensually together, Sara rubbing her ass against his crotch. That's when they both noticed Preeti's tits out and Samar's pants unbuckled.

"Nice tits, Preeti," Kartik said.

"Mind if we join?" Sara asked sarcastically and laughed wildly in her inebriated state.

"Enjoy fucking him tonight," Preeti said, patting Sara's shoulder.

Sara and Kartik were taken aback. They thought it must have been a wardrobe malfunction but Preeti's cool demeanor suggested they were intentionally undressed.

"Have they been fucking at the party in front of everyone?" Kartik thought out loud.

Sara got jealous of them so she grabbed Kartik's face and demanded, "Fuck me! Right here, right now!"

Kartik picked her up, threw her on a sofa, and did exactly that! Although nobody noticed them, they actually fucked in a room full of people.

On the other hand, Preeti and Samar stumbled into the women's bathroom since it was cleaner and smelled a lot nicer than the men's bathroom. The bathroom could've been someone's entire apartment. It had a lounge area, following which were the bathroom stalls in front of which were white marble sinks.

Samar laid her down on a sofa in the lounge which was filled with plants. His hands crept up under her red velvet side-slit dress and pulled off her red lacy thong. He pocketed it before leaning down and spreading her legs apart. Her glistening wet pussy was awaiting him. He looked straight into her eyes as he kissed her pussy.

Preeti giggled at the tingling sensation and combed his hair with her fingers.

Then he licked the length of her slit and then ate her entire pussy. He continued to lick and suck her pussy as Preeti moaned in immense pleasure and grabbed onto the sofa with one hand and clutched his hair in the other. Her clit felt more sensitive than ever before. Nobody ever ate her pussy the way he did. Her thighs spasmed and she could barely control her moans. She grabbed her own tits and started squeezing and mauling them as she felt his wet tongue and lips on her little pussy.

The tip of his tongue flicked her clit, swirled around it, and bit the hood lightly, paying really good attention to her most sensitive little bean. Then he continued to suck and eat her out while inserting two fingers into her wet pussy. He grabbed onto her boob and played with her tits with his free hand. He finger fucked her, sucked, licked and bit her pussy, and switched between her boobs to squeeze them and trace her sensitive erect tits with his feathery fingers. Finally, Preeti's whole body shook and her pussy spasmed as she orgasmed, flooding Samar's face with her sticky cum. Samar licked her pussy clean, slurping all her cum.

"How was that?" he asked and kissed her lips.

"Out of this world!" Preeti exclaimed. "Now your turn."

Samar sat down on the sofa and Preeti knelt in front of him. He played with her naked boobs sticking out of her dress as she slid down his pants and boxers. He leaned back while Preeti rubbed his cock with both her hands, looking right into his eyes. When his cock was lubricated enough with cum, she took the tip in her mouth and licked it with the tip of her tongue. Then she licked under the tip and sucked on his tip like a lollypop. Her red lipstick made a mess around her mouth and rubbed off on his cock. She continued to suck and took more and more of his cock in her mouth with each passing second until her head was bobbing up and down on his entire dick. It swelled so big that she could barely fit it in her mouth. Samar grabbed her hair and pushed his cock further into her mouth. Preeti sucked his massive manhood, grazed it with her teeth, and played with his balls as he moaned in pleasure.

Suddenly, they heard laughter outside the bathroom door. Preeti stopped sucking and they stared at each other wide-eyed in shock with his cock still in her mouth. They couldn't risk anyone seeing them oral fuck. Preeti quickly got up and fixed her dress and Samar put his boxers and pants back on.

"Your lipstick!" Samar whispered and cleaned her mouth with his handkerchief.

"Shit! I'm not wearing underwear!" Preeti panicked.

"Relax, it's not like they'll look at your pussy," Samar whispered mischievously and winked at her.

"Wait, they can't see you here!" Preeti exclaimed.

The door was just about to open when Preeti shoved him behind the sofa they had been fucking on.

Janhvi and Sharvari walked in chatting and were caught off guard seeing Preeti standing beside the sofa.

"Hi, Preeti! What are you doing here all alone?" Janhvi asked.

"Um, just touching up," she said nervously.

"Yeah, babe, your lipstick does look a bit faded," Sharvari said.

Meanwhile, Samar's hand crept up under her dress from behind the sofa and he began to rub her pussy again.

Preeti bit her lip and tried to control her shock in front of the girls.

"By the way, we never got to congratulate you on your big win tonight!" Janhvi exclaimed.

"Oh yeah! I completely forgot!" Sharvari exclaimed. "I mean not forgot, forgot but just for now!"

"Congratulations, Preeti!" Janhvi exclaimed as she went over to hug Preeti.

Preeti tried not to panic as Janhvi squeezed her tight while her boyfriend was finger fucking her.

Samar was enjoying the whole ordeal at his girlfriend's expense and fucked her even harder.

Next, Sharvari came and hugged her, exclaiming, "Congratulations on best actress!"

"Thank you, thank you, girls," Preeti said awkwardly. "Congratulations on your wins too! Best debut and most promising actress."

Sharvari and Janhvi then went about their business in the bathroom and Preeti turned around to Samar.

"Samar, are you crazy?! What if they saw you or heard the squelching?!" Preeti whispered.

"Those girls have little attention span and are quite loud. They never would've noticed," he said as he lay down on the white carpet. "Now sit on my face."

"What?! No!" Preeti exclaimed as she checked if the girls were looking, but then decided to go for it. She straddled his face and he happily latched onto her pussy.

Preeti was tempted to suck on his cock so they would be in the 69 position but she couldn't help but check to see if the girls had left yet. Then she decided if she bent down to suck his dick, they wouldn't see her, but if she were just sitting on his face as he ate her out, they would definitely see them. So she pulled his pants down and sucked on his cock.

When the girls came back and didn't see Preeti, Janhvi asked, "Where did Preeti go?"

Samar and Preeti froze with each other's genitals in their mouths.

"She probably went back to the party," Sharvari said.

"Wasn't she gonna fix her lipstick?" Janhvi wondered.

"It's pointless," Samar said mischievously into her pussy.

"Samar!" Preeti whispered with his cock in her mouth to shut him up.

"Did you hear something?" Sharvari asked.

"No," Janhvi said.

"Ok let's go."

"Let's go."

The girls left the bathroom and the couple came out of their hiding.

"Let's go," Samar said and picked her up with her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist, her naked pussy rubbing on his wet cock.

He carried her over to the white marble sink and put her down. He slapped his cock on her pussy a few times and then rubbed over her with it. He took her tits out and played with her.

Preeti took off his shirt and hugged him, her naked boobs rubbing on his smooth, clean-shaven chest as she rubbed her pussy against his cock.

But then again they heard people outside the bathroom door. Samar quickly grabbed Preeti and went into one of the stalls, his cock resting on her pussy.

"Come on, Gaurav. I really need to cum right now," Amara demanded.

"You got it!" he exclaimed.

They pushed on the door of Samar and Preeti's stall but found it locked.

"Shit, someone's in here!" Amara exclaimed.

"No, I checked. Everyone's at the party and Samar said that Preeti and him were leaving early," Gaurav explained.

"Is anyone here?!" Amara shouted.

Preeti and Samar remained pin-drop silent.

"See? No one's here. Must be a problem with the door," he said.

"Fine, I don't give a fuck. Just make me cum, Gaurav," Amara demanded in no mood to be polite.

"Yes, ma'am!" Gaurav exclaimed and took her into the still right next to Samar and Preeti.

Preeti and Samar heard him put on a condom, lift her saree and drill her pussy. Gaurav and Amara moaned in pleasure as they fucked meanwhile Samar rocked lightly against Preeti's pussy, getting aroused by the voyeurism in the next stall.

"Yeah, suck on my tits, baby!" Amara exclaimed. "Just like that! Just like that, baby!"

"Fuck!" Gaurav gasped as Amara pumped her thighs harder around his hips.

They heard them stop for a minute and then the fucking began once again.

"Yeah, fuck me like the bitch I am!" Amara exclaimed as Gaurav drilled her pussy in doggy style.

Samar began to lick and suck Preeti's tits as they rubbed their cock and pussy together, getting wetter and wetter hearing another couple fuck right next to them. Preeti moaned very softly into his ears so they couldn't hear her.

Samar was very tempted to slide his cock inside Preeti but he knew if he did that, he wouldn't be ablet to control himself. He also didn't want their first time to be in a bathroom stall.

Finally, Gaurav and Amara came with loud moans, breathing heavily.

"God, you fuck like a sex god, Gaurav!" Amara complimented as they got out of the stall and fixed their clothes.

"And you're my sex goddess," he said and kissed her.

Once they heard the bathroom door close, Preeti and Samar went out of the stall.

"We should invite them for group sex sometime," Preeti said.

Samar laughed and said, "Let us two have sex first!"

"You're right," Preeti said.

They went over to the sofa again and Preeti lay down on it.

"You wanna fuck right now?" Samar asked in surprise.

"First I want you to fuck these little squishies," she said while rubbing her boobs.

So Samar stood behind her head and pushed his dick between her tits. He slid in and out of her tits as she held on to them. Later, she took his balls in her mouth and sucked on him. He screwed her faster and faster and finally came all over her big tits.

Preeti rubbed his white cum all over her tits until they were completely covered in his cum, glistening in the light.

He lay down on her and rested his head on her boobs, his hot breath fanning her skin.

Once his breathing slowed to normal, Preeti said into his ears, "Fuck me, Samar."

Preeti rubbed his cock with her hands and then ground her pussy on it until he was hard once again.

"Sure?" Samar asked looking into her eyes.

Preeti nodded, grabbed his face in her hands, and wrapped her legs around his waist, resting on his ass.

Samar rubbed his cock up and down her pussy one last time and put the tip in her pussy.

Right then, they heard some footsteps and moved away as fast as lightning. They quickly fixed their clothes and hair. Samar again wiped her mouth clean but it was too late for him to hide. Ananya, Suhana, and Shanaya were already in the lounge.

"Hi, girls," Samar smiled and left the lounge suavely before they could say anything.

The girls were too shocked to see him in the ladies' room and too busy swooning over him to say anything.

"Enjoy your night, girls," Preeti said and followed Samar out of the bathroom.

"You too," all three said with smirks.

Samar and Preeti left the party and went to his apartment but by the time they got there, both were too tired to do anything, so they just went to bed in the same clothes, cuddling each other.

To be continued...