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In the bullet-riddled alleys of Lyari, Karachi, where gang wars echoed like thunder and the salty sea breeze carried whispers of betrayal, Hamza Ali Mazari lived a life of shadows. Sent across the Torkham border for Operation Dhurandhar, the Indian RAW agent had become a ghost—posing as a simple Pathan waiter in Mohammed Aalam’s juice shop by day, gathering intel on Rehman Dakait’s ruthless gang and the cunning politician Jameel Jamali by night. But one evening at a fiery PAP rally, everything changed. Yalina Jamali stepped out of her father’s armored SUV like fire wrapped in silk—kohl-lined eyes blazing, curves swaying in her tight salwar-kameez, her long hair dancing in the wind. The headstrong daughter of the politician locked eyes with the “local” waiter serving cold sugarcane juice to the crowd. “Tum kaun ho, itna handsome aur itna mysterious?” she teased, her voice husky like Karachi’s midnight calls to prayer. Hamza’s heart skipped. This wasn’t just part of the mission anymore. Her smile pierced his armor. Days turned into stolen nights. They met on hidden rooftops overlooking the chaotic Lyari streets, fingers intertwined, lips brushing. “Yalina, teri mohabbat ne mujhe yeh jhoothi zindagi bhula di,” Hamza whispered one night, pulling her close under the stars. “Tu meri duniya hai, meri jaan, meri everything.” She melted into him, her soft breasts pressing against his chest. “Hamza, main bhi tujhpe fida hoon. Papa ke political games, gang ki goli-baari… sab bhool jaati hoon jab tu mujhe dekhta hai.” The romance burned hotter with every secret meeting. But passion doesn’t wait in a city of danger. One stormy night, rival gang shots rang outside their hiding spot—an abandoned safehouse near the juice shop. Adrenaline surged. Hamza pinned Yalina against the peeling wall, kissing her like a starving man. “Teri gaand kitni juicy hai, meri jaan,” he growled, hands squeezing her plump, round ass hard. Yalina moaned, grinding against him. “Ab raha nahi jaata, Hamza… apna mota lund nikaal aur meri chut ko chod de. Poora andar daal, zor se!” He ripped open her kameez, exposing her perky tits and dripping wet chut. His rock-hard lund sprang free, thick and throbbing. Hamza dropped to his knees, tongue lashing her swollen clit until she screamed, “Ahhh fuck, aur chaat meri chut!” Then he stood, lifted one of her legs, and slammed his lund deep inside her tight, hot pussy in one powerful thrust. “Teri chut bahut tight aur garam hai, meri randi! Main tujhe aaj raat bhar chodunga jaise koi dhurandhar warrior!” He pounded her mercilessly—hard, deep strokes that made her gaand slap against his thighs. Sweat poured down their bodies in the humid Karachi heat. Yalina clawed his back, legs wrapped around him. “Haan, aur zor se chod! Meri gaand bhi maar, lund se phaad de mujhe!” He spun her around, bent her over, and entered her from behind, spanking her jiggling gaand red while his lund drilled her chut again and again. She rode him next, bouncing wildly on his cock, her juices coating every inch as orgasms ripped through her. “Lund le le poora, meri jaan… tu hi meri zindagi hai!” Hamza roared, filling her completely until they both collapsed in a tangle of limbs, hearts pounding as one. In that moment, the spy and the politician’s daughter forgot borders, missions, and bullets. Their love was real—raw, dangerous, unbreakable. Hamza kissed her forehead softly. “No matter what shadows come, Yalina, tu meri hai… forever.” For more sizzling, explicit Bollywood-inspired romances and hardcore fantasies like Hamza & Yalina’s forbidden passion in Lyari, visit filmyfantasy.com—where your wildest filmy dreams come alive! ]]> Fri, 27 Feb 2026 06:03:59 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/20/dhurandhar-xxx/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/9/aaja-gufaon-mein/
Ek baar ki baat hai, jungalon ke beech ek purani, bhayanak si gufa thi, jahan log kehte the bhooton ka basera hai. Lekin is kahani mein bhoot nahi, bas thodi si hawas aur dher saara maza hai. Rohan, ek jawan ladka, apni girlfriend Neha ke saath trekking pe gaya tha. Neha thi ekdum Bollywood heroine jaisi—kajal wali aankhein, tight kurti, aur woh smile jo dil ko chhed deti thi. Jungle mein ghumte hue, Neha ne ek gufa dekhi aur uski aankhon mein ek naughty si chamak aayi. Woh Rohan ke paas aayi, uske kaan mein fuskusayi, "Aaja gufaon mein, Rohan, yahan koi nahi dekhega." Rohan ka dil dhadakne laga, par uski gaand mein thodi si dar bhi thi. Gufa ke andar ka mahaul tha bilkul horror movie jaisa—thandi hawa, andhera, aur kahin door se pani tapakne ki awaaz. Par Neha ke bolne ka style itna sexy tha ki Rohan ka lund ekdum khada ho gaya. Neha ne apna dupatta utara aur uski tight kurti se uski chut ka outline dikhne laga. Woh gufa ki deewar ke sahare khadi hui aur Rohan ko apni taraf kheench liya. "Rohan, yahan andhere mein thodi si masti karte hain," usne kaha, aur apna haath Rohan ke lund pe rakh diya. Rohan ka dar toh gaya, ab bas Neha ke jism ka nasha chadh raha tha. Usne Neha ki kurti upar ki aur uski chut ko apni ungliyon se sehlaya. Neha ki siskiyan gufa mein goonj rahi thi, jaise koi sexy bhootni moan kar rahi ho. Rohan ne Neha ko deewar ke sahare litaya aur uski gaand pe haath phera. Neha ne kaha, "Aur zor se, Rohan, yeh gufa hamari hai aaj!" Rohan ka lund ab control ke bahar tha. Usne Neha ki panty neeche kheench di aur apna lund uski chut mein daal diya. Gufa ka thanda mahaul garam ho gaya, aur dono ke jism ek rhythm mein hilne lage. Neha ki gaand har dhakke ke saath deewar se takra rahi thi, aur uski awaaz gufa mein ek wild echo bana rahi thi. Achanak, gufa ke andar se ek awaaz aayi—jaise koi patthar gira ho. Rohan ruk gaya, par Neha ne uska lund pakad ke kaha, "Dar mat, yeh bas gufa ka dil dhadak raha hai. Aur kar na!" Rohan ka josh dobara laut aaya, aur usne Neha ko aur zor se choda. Neha ne apni taangein uske kamar pe lapet li, aur dono ek dusre ke saath itne kho gaye ki gufa ka dar unhe bhool gaya. Ant mein, jab dono thak kar gufa ke floor pe let gaye, Neha ne hans kar kaha, "Yeh gufa toh bhooton se zyada hamari wajah se famous ho jayegi!" Rohan ne uski gaand pe ek playful thappad maara aur kaha, "Aaja gufaon mein, phir kabhi aayenge!" Dono ke chehre pe ek satisfied smile thi, aur gufa ka andhera ab unke liye ek sexy raaz ban chuka tha. FilmyFantasy - World's Best Bollywood Porn. FILMYFANTASY – WORLD’S BEST BOLLYWOOD PORN Get full access for only $2.95. ]]> Fri, 12 Sep 2025 11:50:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/9/aaja-gufaon-mein/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/15/afreen-afreen-xxx/
"Afreen Afreen" (Urdu: آفریں آفریں transl. Praise to her Creator! Praise to her Creator!) was a nazm (song) performed and composed by Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan with lyrics written by Javed Akhtar. The music video featured the beautiful, sexy Lisa Ray. In 2016, it was covered by Rahat Fateh Ali Khan (Nusrat's nephew) and Momina Mustehsan during season 9 of Coke Studio. Whether you fantasize about Lisa Ray or Momina Mustehsan, this FilmyFantasy porn version of “Afreen Afreen” is one of the hottest we have produced. We created a rough-sex scene with our new discovery, the hot and sexy Momina Akhtar. Watch her as she plays the role of a high profile prostitute from Lahore. And gets the fuck of her life with our horny male model. FILMYFANTASY – WORLD’S BEST BOLLYWOOD PORN Get full access for only $2.95. ]]> Wed, 17 Jul 2024 13:27:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/15/afreen-afreen-xxx/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/13/jimmy-jimmy-xxx/
“Jimmy Jimmy Aaja Aaja,” the Bollywood Disco Track That Never Dies! The film "Disco Dancer" catapulted its lead Mithun Chakraborty into global superstardom, and found fans in countries ranging from the U.S.S.R. to Turkey. But, curiously, one song from the iconic soundtrack has had staying power for over 40 years: “Jimmy Jimmy Aaja Aaja.” Soviet Russia used it to introduce fun to its youth in the 1980s. Tamil rapper M.I.A. covered the track on her 2007 album Kala. It even became a viral protest anthem on China’s version of TikTok. For some, the song captures a global phenomenon that peaked in the late 1970s: disco. For others, it is something much more. So, we decided to shoot this song retaining the European women's fetish for the Indian melody and making a hot, blonde dance to the music before getting fucked in all positions. So, sit back, pretend you are Mithun and when she says "Aaja Aaja", you will come again & again! ;-) FilmyFantasy, World's Best Bollywood Porn! Join now for only $2.95. FILMYFANTASY – WORLD’S BEST BOLLYWOOD PORN ]]> Thu, 19 Oct 2023 08:17:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/13/jimmy-jimmy-xxx/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/10/hum-tum-ek-kamre-mein-xxx/
When the legendary Raj Kapoor made "Bobby" in 1973, he was bankrupt due to the failure of his "Mera Naam Joker". He used the safe formula of a rebel love story and the movie was a box-office hit! Well, Filmy Fantasy knows this formula well; and we also add hardcore sex to a love story! Check out our newest model Zeenat Amanova teasing her man and then allowing him to fuck her hard in "Hum Tum Ek Kamre Mein XXX". Filmy Fantasy fans, for next video should we do "Ram Teri Ganga Maili" song in XXX? ;-) FILMYFANTASY – WORLD’S BEST BOLLYWOOD PORN ]]> Sun, 12 Mar 2023 12:15:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/10/hum-tum-ek-kamre-mein-xxx/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/12/bheeg-loon-xxx/
The Mumbai monsoon unleashed its fury, transforming Colaba’s bustling streets into a liquid dreamscape. Rain hammered the cobblestones, each drop exploding into a thousand tiny mirrors reflecting the neon glow of shop signs and streetlights. Water roared through the gutters, sweeping away the day’s dust and secrets, merging with the restless Arabian Sea. The air was thick with the scent of wet earth, sea salt, and the faint spice of roadside chai stalls, now shuttered against the deluge. Amid this chaos, Radhika darted through the downpour, her crimson silk saree plastered to her body like a lover’s desperate embrace. The fabric, heavy with rain, clung to her chutki-sized waist, outlining the swell of her hips and the proud curve of her stan. Her anklets sang a silver melody with every step, her long braid swinging like a pendulum, dripping water down her back to her swaying gaand. Behind her, Arjun pursued, his white kurta soaked to transparency, revealing the hard planes of his chest and the taut lines of his abdomen. His dark eyes burned with hunger, fixed on Radhika’s form as she danced through the rain, a vision of desire in the flickering streetlight. “Radhika, ruk ja, meri jaan!” he called, his voice a low growl, barely audible over the monsoon’s roar. She glanced back, her kohl-lined eyes flashing with mischief, and laughed—a sound as wild and free as the storm itself. Her lips, painted coral, parted in a teasing smile as she ducked into a narrow alley near the Gateway of India, the stone arch looming like a sentinel in the mist. The alley was a world of shadows, the rain a relentless curtain that cocooned them from the city’s prying eyes. Radhika’s saree, now a second skin, traced every curve—her stan heaving with each breath, her navel a glistening pool where raindrops lingered. Arjun caught her wrist, his grip firm yet tender, and spun her against the rough brick wall. Their breaths mingled, steaming in the cool air, their bodies inches apart but already electric with need. “Tu puri tarah bheeg gayi,” he murmured, his voice thick with want, his fingers brushing a wet strand of hair from her cheek. His touch lingered, sliding down her jaw, her neck, pausing at the pulse hammering beneath her skin. Her chut burned, a deep, aching heat that the rain could never douse. “Aur tu, Arjun?” she teased, her voice a sultry whisper, her hand bold as it grazed his chest. The wet kurta offered no resistance, and she felt the hard ridge of his lund straining against his pants, a promise that made her thighs clench. “Dekh, kitna garam hai tu,” she purred, her nails scraping lightly over his navel, daring him to move. The alley, though deserted, thrummed with the thrill of exposure, the rain their only witness as it poured over them, sealing them in a world of wet skin and unspoken vows. “Chal, andar,” Arjun said, his voice rough, urgent. He tugged her hand, and they ran, laughing, stumbling through the rain-soaked streets to his flat, a stone’s throw from the sea. The building was old, its walls stained with monsoon memories, but inside, it was a sanctuary. They burst through the door, dripping rivers onto the tiled floor, the air inside heavy with the scent of wet cotton, sandalwood, and desire. The room was dimly lit by a single brass lamp, its golden glow casting shadows that danced like lovers on the walls. Outside, the rain sang its relentless song, a rhythm that pulsed in time with their racing hearts. Radhika’s saree, now a sodden weight, slipped from her shoulder as she stood in the center of the room, her skin gleaming like polished bronze. The fabric clung to her gaand, her thighs, her stan, each curve a provocation. Arjun’s kurta joined the floor in a wet heap, his body a sculpture revealing a physique carved from desire—broad shoulders, a tapered waist, and the unmistakable bulge of his lund, hard and insistent beneath his pants. “Meri Radhika,” he growled, stepping closer, his hands finding her waist, pulling her against him. Her stan pressed against his chest, her chut slick with want, the rain’s wetness mingling with her own. Their lips crashed together, a kiss that was all teeth and tongue, hungry and unyielding. The rain had left her lips cool, but his mouth was fire, tracing the water that clung to her skin. He kissed her neck, her collarbone, lingering at the swell of her stan, where the saree had slipped to reveal a nipple, dark and taut. “Arjun,” she gasped, her fingers tangling in his wet hair, guiding him lower. Her chut throbbed, a pulse that matched the storm outside, and she tugged at his waistband, desperate to feel him. “Jaldi, meri jaan,” she whispered, her voice raw, her nails raking down his back, leaving faint red trails on his skin. He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist, her gaand firm in his hands as he carried her to the bed. The sheets were cool, but their bodies were a furnace, soaking the fabric beneath them. Her saree unraveled completely, a crimson river pooling around her, leaving her bare, her skin glistening with rain and sweat. Arjun’s pants followed, his lund springing free, thick and proud, a sight that made Radhika’s mouth water. She reached for him, her fingers wrapping around his length, stroking slowly, teasingly, until he groaned, his hips bucking into her hand. “Tu meri wajah se jal rahi hai,” he said, his voice a low rumble, his fingers finding her chut, slick and ready. He circled her clit, slow at first, then faster, watching her face as she arched, her moans filling the room. “Haan, Arjun, aur,” she begged, her gaand grinding against his hand, her stan bouncing with each movement. He obliged, slipping a finger inside her, then two, curling them until she cried out, her body trembling on the edge of release. But she wanted more. She pushed him onto his back, straddling him, her chut hovering over his lund. “Ab meri baari,” she said, her eyes locked on his as she sank down, taking him inch by agonizing inch. The stretch was exquisite, her walls gripping him as she rode him, her gaand slapping against his thighs. Arjun’s hands roamed her body, cupping her stan, pinching her nipples until she whimpered, her rhythm faltering. “Fuck, Radhika,” he groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet her, their bodies a perfect, primal dance. The rain outside pounded the windows, a counterpoint to their gasps and moans, the bed creaking under their fervor. She leaned forward, her lips finding his, her tongue mimicking the rhythm of her hips. His hands gripped her gaand, guiding her, urging her faster, deeper. “Meri rani,” he panted, his voice breaking as her chut tightened around him, her climax building like a tidal wave. “Arjun, main… main aa rahi hoon,” she cried, her body convulsing, her nails digging into his chest as she came, her juices coating him, her screams echoing in the small room. He wasn’t far behind. With a guttural moan, he thrust up one last time, spilling inside her, his lund pulsing as he filled her, their bodies slick with rain, sweat, and each other. They collapsed together, breathless, tangled in the wet sheets, the rain still falling outside, softer now, like a lullaby. Radhika traced lazy circles on his chest, her lips curved in a sated smile. “Yeh monsoon kabhi nahi rukega,” she murmured, her voice drowsy, content. Arjun kissed her forehead, pulling her closer. “Aur na rukna chahiye,” he replied, his voice a promise, as the night stretched on, their passion a storm that rivaled the Mumbai rains, wet, wild, and unending. Watch this story come alive on FilmyFantasy.com. ]]> Fri, 23 Nov 2018 14:31:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/12/bheeg-loon-xxx/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/17/tip-tip-barsa-paani-xxx-filmyfantasy/
The best part about a Bollywood song in the rain is when the girl gets wet and her nipples are seen through her wet saree. Raveena Tandon did it so seductively in this original song. We decided to use the same yellow saree and made sure the guy fucks our hot model so hard that she is wet and wild as she comes. Here is a Bollywood rain song that gets transformed into a hardcore scene, FilmyFantasy style! FILMYFANTASY – WORLD’S BEST BOLLYWOOD PORN ]]> Fri, 23 Nov 2018 11:20:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/17/tip-tip-barsa-paani-xxx-filmyfantasy/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/4/churaliya-hai-tumne-xxx/
The crowd erupted in cheers when Zeenat finished singing the romantic yet melodious song. Only Vijay and Zeenat knew she had sung it for him. From how she always faced him and looked at him coyly, he knew she wanted him, and there was no doubt that he wanted her because his erection was straining against his pants. Luckily, he could hide it with his jacket. Soon after the song, everyone dug in to eat and drank their stomachs full. Zeenat avoided him smartly but kept smiling at him every time he looked at her. At one point, he saw her go behind a curtain towards a dark corridor. He saw an opportunity and followed her. When he walked up to her, he pushed her against the red-painted walls and kissed her hungrily while pinning her hands above her head. She kissed him back violently. He glided his hands down her perfect body and kneaded her breasts, earning a moan. He could feel her hard nipples through her dress. She bit his earlobes as he explored her neck and shoulder. Just as they were getting into it, someone called for Zeenat. The pair stopped their naughty rendezvous and inconspicuously slipped back into the crowd. But Zeenat’s eyes glimmered with mysterious satisfaction while Vijay’s shone darkly of lust. Soon, the guests started leaving one by one. Eventually, all the guests left, and it was only the two of them. Zeenat looked undeniably sexy in her white dress, and all Vijay could think of was how to get her out of it. She played ignorant and sat down on the chair by the open bar counter, sipping on a glass of whiskey. As she sipped, she looked at Vijay boldly, challenging him to show her what he’s got. He walked quickly towards her and pulled her up against his body roughly. He could feel her nipples harden and her breathing increase as he slipped his hands down her back and cupped her ass. Driven by desire, she dived directly into it and tore his shirt open. She started licking his nipple and biting his chest while he kneaded her ass cheeks with both his hands. She moved down his body, leaving a path of kisses, and kneeled down between his legs. She unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, and pulled it down. For a moment, she stood amazed at how thick and long his dick was. But she quickly snapped out of the daze and kissed his dick through his briefs, pulled out his male part, and started shagging. He tightly held on to her hair as she ran the tip of her tongue around the tip of his penis and licked the precum like it was ice cream. After a little more teasing, he took the penis inside her mouth, although she gagged at its length at first. She moved up and down his length slowly. Then, hungry for more, he started guiding her by holding her hair and setting a faster pace. Her eyes watered as he continued to push his dick into her mouth, into her throat. After he had had enough of her mouth, he kissed her plump lips. Since Zeenat had torn his shirt, he got rid of his pants and stood naked before her. He unzipped her dress and admired her firm breasts and curvy silhouette. He lifted her to seat her on the bar counter. He swiftly pushed down a few bottles of alcohol as he cleared the area and pushed her to lie on her back. With a clear mind, he started rubbing her clit and kissing the sweet spot at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. She felt a pressure building in her core as his teasing continued, and he took her nipple inside his mouth. Sucking and biting her sweet nipple, he quickened, rubbing her clit. “I’m going to come, Vijay,” she said after a couple of minutes. She came hard, releasing her juices, and her body shook from the orgasmic pleasure. He glided his finger down to her anal opening and started rubbing it, and she gasped. “Can your ass take me, Zeenat?” he asked her seductively, and she shook her head while biting her lips. He inserted his ring finger into her anal hole and asked, “Give me a Yes or No,” he commanded. “Yes,” she said, taking deep breaths. Hearing this, he made her stand on her fours on the counter, and he climbed on it. He moved the dripping tip of his dick along the entrance of her anal hole, coating it with his lubricant so that it’ll enter easily. He slowly pushed in his dick, and her walls wrapped around his cock tightly. He pulled out his dick completely and inserted it again slowly. He repeated this three to four times to ease her muscles for the rough part. Gradually, he picked up the pace, and she called out his name every time he entered her. Her perfect ass cheeks shook when he pushed his dick in hard. He spanked her hard rhythmically such that her core ached for another release. “Shall I come inside you, baby?” he asked her after feeling his release dance on the horizon. “Yes, baby, yes!” She shouted as she came hard again. Seeing this, he gained momentum and finished inside her. When he took his dick out, Zeenat took hold of it and stroked it fast. “My pussy is aching for some action, Vijay. You need to take me roughly. Make me scream your name,” she said, looking at Vijay with insatiable lust. His dick grew as hard as a rod instantly, and he pushed her down the counter again. He got on top of her and shoved his dick inside her dripping pussy. He hooked her legs on his shoulder while slightly lifting her back to gain access to her swollen anal hole. “Oh, my god. You’re so tight,” he exclaimed while slamming inside her. “You want me to make you scream my name? Let’s see,” saying this, he pushed his ring finger inside her anal hole, which was coated in his release. “Vijay!” she called out. As he picked up speed, his balls hit the base of her ass, giving a spanking effect and making her shout his name again. The room was filled with the sound of his balls hitting her ass and her screaming his name. “Make me come, baby,” she pleaded as the pleasure built and her core ached for release. “Not so quickly. I’ll make you beg,” he said. Saying this, he added his index finger to his onslaught of her ass and, with his other hand, started massaging her inflamed clit. He maintained a medium speed so that she would not reach her climax. Biting her lips, she started kneading her aching nipples with both her hands while moaning. Within a few seconds, Zeenat started begging him to make her come. He picked up speed and inserted a third finger inside her anus. He also rubbed her clit faster in a circular pattern, touching all her sweet spots. She pinched her nipples hard, matching the pleasure Vijay was creating, and felt her impending climax almost reach. “Vijay!!” she shouted his name as she arched her back out in pleasure and came harder than ever. He stopped torturing her with his fingers and pushed open her knees for more access to her pussy. He continued thrusting inside her hard as he felt his own climax approaching. After a few seconds, he finished inside her while she lay tired, and his come dripped from both her holes. He had never come so many times in a single day with any woman and was surprised that he had the strength for more. She looked at him boldly as he ran his hand down her abdomen and circled her clit. “Are you ready for more?” he asked with a naughty glint in his eyes. She smiled at him and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Want to see this story come alive in a video? Check out www.filmyfantasy.com. Got a Bollywood scene in mind that you want to see transformed into erotica? Write to me at ceo@filmyfantasy.com. ]]> Thu, 17 Sep 2015 10:28:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/4/churaliya-hai-tumne-xxx/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/3/dil-kya-kare-xxx/
DIL KYA KARE XXX STARRING: TARA DUTTA & LOKESH KHANNA How about a Bollywood Fuck in the open with blue skies and lush green trees as background? This song from the 1975 film "Julie" is the perfect number to do that. India never got a taste of the sexual revolution of the 70s in the West. But with Filmy Fantasy, you can now relive that erotic era. Watch Tara getting fucked out in the open by our male model. She is a nasty woman, who loves getting her ass licked and nicely fucked in standing position. Here's the classic Bollywood song "Dil Kya Kare" being transformed into a hardcore sex scene, right in Nature's arms! Live Your Filmy Fantasy Here! FILMYFANTASY – WORLD’S BEST BOLLYWOOD PORN ]]> Tue, 02 Dec 2014 10:22:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/3/dil-kya-kare-xxx/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/5/roop-tera-mastana-xxx/
Sharmila wasn’t like any other woman he had met. She was elegant yet sexy, innocent yet seductive, and undoubtedly, a highly desirable woman. She started peeling down her dress slowly, standing before him clad in bright red undergarments while biting her plump red lips. He took that as an invitation and explored her body with his tongue and hands. He kneaded her nipples while biting her neck hungrily. She pulled him closer to her with her hands and moaned with every bite. He realized she enjoyed a little pain with pleasure and pressed her nipple hard. She let out a shrill moan, throwing her head back and forgetting herself in the pleasure he was giving her. He then made her stand on her fours on the floor and rubbed her round ass. “Your ass is perfect. Shall I spank you?” he asked her while ripping off her red undergarment. He kneeled down near her and landed a soft spank on her right ass and then the left one. He repeated the spanking on the sides alternatively, and each time he spanked harder. After 10 spanks, she started panting and moving her ass up, asking for more. With his left hand, he kneaded her nipple while spanking. “Rajesh, please. Make me come,” she shouted. “Not yet, baby,” he replied. Saying this, he made her lie on her back, pushed her legs apart, and took in her cleanly shaved pussy. Wetness from her arousal was dripping down her thighs. He licked it up to her core and inserted his tongue into her entrance. Sharmila held the headboard of the bed and shouted at his sudden intrusion. He then replaced his tongue with two fingers, stretching her insides and moving them in and out, sending waves of pleasure through her body. After a while, he removed his pants and undergarments and laid down in the 69 position with him on top. He licked her clit while she took in his thick dick. She rolled her tongue on its tip, tasting his precum while shagging. At one point, he wanted more and thrust his dick deep into her mouth, setting a pace. She gagged as it went deep inside her throat but moaned as he picked up the pace. He kneeled in front of her face such that his dick touched her lips and took hold of her long black hair. He inserted the full length of his dick into her mouth and set a pace by holding her hair. She strongly held his ass and kneaded and slapped it while sucking on his dick and rolling her tongue around his tip. “I’m going to come, baby,” Rajesh said as he increased the pace. He released his come into her mouth as he came hard, but he was still erect, all ready for another round. He made her stand on her fours, facing the full-length mirror in the room, and stood behind her, cupping her ass. The reflection of her round firm breasts was pulsing blood through his dick, making it ready for another wild round. He got hold of all her hair in a single hand and pulled it back, exposing her neck, bruised with his bite marks. With a finger, he rubbed her clit from behind, making her moan. She unconsciously started moving her body forward and backward while he increased the speed of the strokes. “Ahhh…Rajesh,” she moaned and, with one hand, kneaded her aching left nipple hardly. Seeing this, Rajesh increased his pace. She panted as she approached her climax and came hard while he rubbed her clit. As soon as she climaxed, he inserted his thick and long dick into her entrance and started banging her roughly. He tugged at her hair so that he could get a better view of her swinging breasts. “Knead your nipple like before,” Rajesh commanded. Happily, she kneaded her sensitive nipple hard and let out moans as she felt her second orgasm. His dick went deep inside her and hit her G-spot repeatedly. As she approached orgasm, her tight pussy tightened around his dick, and he felt his second orgasm approaching fast. Rajesh increased momentum and, following which, Vandana kneaded more quickly. The room was filled with their moans and the sound of his balls hitting her ass. After a few seconds, Sharmila came hard, shouting his name. Seeing this triggered Rajesh’s own climax, and he emptied his come inside her as he came with a grunt. Both of them lay on the bed exhausted from their activities. Want to see this story come alive in a video? Check out www.filmyfantasy.com. Got a Bollywood scene in mind that you want to see transformed into erotica? Write to me at ceo@filmyfantasy.com. ]]> Sat, 26 Jul 2014 11:58:00 UTC https://filmyfantasy.com/album/5/roop-tera-mastana-xxx/ https://filmyfantasy.com/album/1/aashiq-banaya-xxx/
AASHIQ BANAYA XXX Tanushree felt a surge of emotions which started as a warm fuzzy feeling in her heart and transformed into a raw desire. She followed him as he went down the stairs, pushed him against the wall, and threw her anticipating body on him. Driven by her primal desire, she pulled his face down and kissed him like never before. Emran was taken aback by her attack. His lips parted as she deepened the kiss, her actions awakening a beast within himself. His tongue tangled with hers as he yearned for more than just a hot kiss. He trailed his fingers down her face through her frail neck till he pushed down the strap of her top over her shoulder. He broke the kiss despite her protests. He kissed the sweet spot between her neck and shoulder, making her toes curl. Her nipples turned hard upon feeling his godly body, and they ached for him to play with them. At that moment, she knew she would do anything to have his cock inside her. Emran’s repeated kisses and bites on her neck sent shivers of anticipation through her body. She unknowingly pulled Emran’s head into herself, wanting more of his animalistic invasion. “Emran!” she whispered into his ears. Emran took this as a sign to take things upstairs. He wrapped her legs around him, and she latched onto him hungrily as he explored her neck over and over again. He wanted to mark her with his hickeys. “Everyone should know you’re off limits,” he said between his bites. The dirty talk was driving Tanushree crazy. “Please take me to the room,” she begged. As soon as they entered her room, he set her down on her feet. He removed her top and dropped it on the floor while looking into her eyes. His eyes trailed down to her full breasts, hiding under a lacy red bra. As he stalked towards her slowly, she moved away till she fell back on her bed. He then pulled her skirt down, exposing her red thongs. Admiring the beauty that lay coyly before him, he bent down slightly to trail his ring finger lazily across her sexy abdomen. She had started sweating, probably from the excitement of being completely helpless. A drop of sweat flowed down her neck through her cleavage, between her plump breasts, and disappeared inside her navel. Her navel had a small diamond piercing that stole his breath away. He grabbed two pieces of clothing that caught his eye and tied each of her hands to the bed's headrest. He climbed on top of her, held her curvy waist, and bent down to explore the navel piercing. He licked the opening of her navel repeatedly till she pulled him closer by wrapping her leg tightly around him. Biting and pulling at the navel stud, he made her shout his name. When his shoulder bumped against her core, he felt her arousal, igniting another fire of desire inside him. With a single tuck, Emran got rid of her thong, leaving Tanushree’s pussy bare to his eyes. He went crazy seeing her cream on her smooth inner thighs. Tanushree watched helplessly as his hungry eyes calculated how to devour her. He took her ass in his hands and squeezed them till the pleasure hit her core, making her drip more. Seeing this, he bent down and took her clit inside his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. “Emran!” Tanushree shouted upon feeling his tongue on her most intimate area. Tanushree moaned as he repeated his actions but showed no sign of making her come. She started gyrating her hips against his mouth in a desperate attempt to finish. But Emran firmly held her by her butt cheeks, keeping her from moving and reaching her release. Her breasts shook as she arched her back, wanting his skilled hands to knead her aching nipples and ease the pain. Emran slowly loosened Tanushree’s red bra and left it on her shoulder. Her nipples were so hard that they reminded him of his erection hidden under his pants. He rubbed his aching dick and stood up to get rid of his pants. Tanushree was astonished seeing Emran’s long and thick male part, which was sure to stretch her mouth and pussy well. She couldn’t wait to run the tip of her tongue along the folds of his meat and taste his precum. “Untie me. I have to taste you, Emran,” Tanushree told eagerly. “Not yet. I am not done with you,” Emran bent down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, and kneaded the other with his hands. With his other hand, he fingered a sweet spot in her clit. “Faster, Emran! Faster! Please be faster. Oh god!” Tanushree screamed as Emran repeated his actions enthusiastically. He fingered her clit and sucked her nipples faster, letting her climax hard, shouting out his name. He bent down and parted her thighs to drink her cum. “You taste like ice cream. That too of my favorite flavor - vanilla. I want more. So I will make you cum again.” Tanushree lay on the bed panting while Emran untied her. He repositioned her such that her head hung outside the bed now. “You wanted my dick. Suck it now,” Emran commanded. Through the hangover of her violent climax, she pulled his dick into her mouth and held it at the base. Emran set the rhythm as he moved up and down repeatedly. The warmth of her mouth and the sight of her naked body made him harder. But he wasn’t ready to come, not without feeling the insides of her pussy with his dick. He took his dick outside her mouth and made her lie on the bed before climbing on top of her. He locked her hands on top of her head and moved his hips, teasing her pussy with his dick. Her breasts moved up and down like before, but her nipples were rosy from his onslaught. He bent down, took the left nipple in his mouth, and sucked at it harshly. Tanushree moaned lazily, “It’s sore, Emran. Stop,” but his dick could feel her arousal. So he paid no heed to her cries. He then angled his dick to enter her dripping pussy while looking into her eyes. 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