Traveling Across Indian Movie Worlds

The next morning, I woke up to the warm, soft weight of Nemali's—no, Nora's—soft boobs against me. As I slowly opened my eyes, I felt her in my arms, her steady breathing and relaxed smile confirming she was still deep in sleep.

It seemed that "Nemali" was only her stage name, a persona she wore for performances. In this world, just as in mine, her real name was Nora.

Around ten o'clock, I quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb Nora, who was still sound asleep. Within half an hour, I had taken care of my morning routine—showered, dressed in a casual business suit, and was ready to head out. Before leaving, I gave Nora a gentle kiss on her forehead and then went to the dining area, where breakfast was already laid out by the servants.

I noticed that Omisha, Satya, and Pinky were nowhere in sight, so I peeked into the room where they were sleeping. The sight made me smile: the three of them lay tangled together under the sheets, naked and nestled in each other's arms. From the state of the bed, it looked like they'd had a lively night, enjoying each other's company while I was with Nora.

After giving each of them a quick kiss, I headed to the dining table, enjoyed a leisurely breakfast, and then left for the office, a satisfied smile still lingering on my face.

Today was the day to meet Divya and start transforming the office into an eco-friendly space, as we'd discussed. When I arrived, I saw trucks full of plants being unloaded, guided by volunteers from the Green Army. Inside, my manager Konda was busy assisting Divya, helping to carefully arrange the plants around the office. Knowing Divya's commitment and madness for nature firsthand, and with my clear support for her project, Konda looked highly motivated to avoid any mistakes that might put him in her crosshairs and destroy his reputation in my eyes.

I greeted Divya warmly and joined in, getting my hands dirty as we planted and organized the greenery. Working closely, we found a comfortable rhythm together, arranging each space carefully while enjoying a few lighthearted exchanges. This time we spent together only seemed to bring us closer, and I noticed her growing ease, her hesitation fading as we worked side by side.

By lunchtime, we were ready for a break, and Divya had thoughtfully prepared lunch herself. The meal was delicious, and we enjoyed it together, exchanging ideas about the next phases of the project. Keeping Divya engaged all day seemed to open up an opportunity for Konda as well—he'd seized the chance to chat with Swathi, Divya's friend on Facebook and a Green Army member, perhaps finally getting the courage to make a good impression on his own crush.

Around four in the evening, I received a call from Raja Ratnam, letting me know that Sunanda had arrived at the hotel for the scheduled negotiation. I excused myself from Divya, explaining that I had an important meeting to attend, though she was determined to finish the office transformation by the end of the day.

After leaving Divya to handle the office transformation, I headed to the hotel to meet with Raja Ratnam and Sunanda. To ensure my plans went smoothly, I arranged for Sekhar to stay in the hospital for two more days. With the doctors' cooperation, Sekhar and Sunanda were both convinced of the necessity, creating an ideal opportunity for me.

[ This is the five-star Hotel owned by Sunanda. ]

Once I arrived, I watched from a distance as Raja Ratnam expertly handled the negotiation, intensifying the pressure on Sunanda by subtly implying her husband's safety depended on her compliance. After several tense moments, she finally signed the documents, looking visibly defeated as she left the room.

I stepped in once she was gone, greeting Raja Ratnam and commending him on a job well done. As a token of my satisfaction, I doubled the agreed payment for the hotel arrangement and left my men behind to finalize the legalities. With this matter now settled, I headed back, ready for the evening ahead.

As I hurried out of the hotel, I spotted Sunanda wandering aimlessly down the road, clearly shaken and lost in thought. She seemed entirely oblivious to her surroundings, even forgetting that she'd come by car. Her driver, now fully under my control after a well-placed payment, watched without interfering, leaving me the perfect chance to step in.

I noticed a truck heading down the road, its horn blaring as it bore down on her. Seeing the opportunity, I sprinted forward, catching her just in time and pulling her out of the way. We tumbled to the ground, rolling several times until we came to a stop with her safely tucked in my arms. Her body was pressed tightly against mine, her chest rising and falling against me as she tried to catch her breath, her shock slowly giving way to a realization of what had just happened. My arms were still around her waist, and I couldn't help but feel her boobs and waist curves as I held her close and tight.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still, her gaze meeting mine as she processed what had just occurred. The moment she looked into my eyes she started to feel something in her body and mind attracting her towards me. She experienced the same feeling before when she met me previously but couldn't properly figure it out then. She recognized the feeling now—an intense blend of longing, desire, lust, and a spark of something deeper. Her cheeks flushed, and I could feel her body warm as she leaned subtly closer, as though our sudden, intimate connection had revealed something she could no longer ignore.

As the crowd began to gather, I quickly rolled us both over and stood up, keeping my hands firmly on Sunanda's waist. When she rose to her feet, I gently pulled her closer, the connection between us still electric. Sunanda appeared mesmerized by my presence, her eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and intrigue, and she didn't resist my hold.

With a few calm, authoritative words, I dismissed the concerned onlookers, urging them to disperse and attend to their own business. They reluctantly followed my command, leaving us with a moment of privacy amidst the bustling chaos.

I led Sunanda back into the hotel, guiding her towards the bar. We found an empty private booth nestled in a dark corner, illuminated only by the soft glow of dim lights. The intimate setting felt perfect for the moment, allowing us to escape the outside world and focus solely on each other.

Soon, one of my men arrived with a couple of drinks, serving us silently before leaving the booth. I took a glass in my hand, discreetly adding a few drops of aphrodisiac before offering it to Sunanda. "Drink this; it'll help clear your mind," I suggested smoothly. Without hesitation, she took the glass and, unaware of my intentions, downed its contents in one go.

I asked her why she was in such a state, feigning ignorance about her situation as if I hadn't orchestrated everything from the beginning. With a look of sadness in her eyes, she innocently explained everything, revealing how she had solved her problems by selling the hotel to the person from whom she had taken a loan.

As she finished her explanation and sipped more of her drink, I noticed the aphrodisiac starting to take effect. Her voice quivered, her cheeks flushed, and I could see her body heating up under my gaze. Seizing the moment, I pulled her closer, one hand firmly on her waist while the other cradled her face. "Don't worry; I'll handle the matter," I assured her. "But first, I'll need my payment."

With that, I leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth. The combination of my System's Harem function and the aphrodisiac overwhelmed her, allowing her to surrender to the desires of her body and mind that she had suppressed since giving birth to her children.

After a long and heated makeout session, I led her to the presidential suite that my men had arranged for us. The opulent surroundings exuded luxury, with soft lighting and plush furnishings that set the perfect mood for what was to come. As I opened the door, I could feel the tension and anticipation in the air, I turned to Sunanda, my gaze locking onto hers with an intensity that promised unforgettable moments ahead.

I carried her into the bedroom, gently placing her on the bed before leaning in for another passionate kiss. As our lips parted, I took a step back and began to remove her saree, carefully rolling her face down. Leaning closer, I unhooked her top, planting soft kisses along her back, savoring the taste of her skin. Once her top was off, I moved down, pulling down her petticoat and leaving her in just her bra and panties, anticipation hanging thick in the air.

 I grabbed her ass and pulled her ass towards me with her ass sticking out upright in position for me. I slowly pulled down her panties and licked her pussy giving it a taste before using my fingers to fingering her pussy. After just a few seconds of fingering, she cummed with a scream followed by moans of how good it felt and wanting more.

Now that her dried up pussy is moist and ready for fertilization I rolled her onto her back facing me. I got onto the bed grabbing her both legs and folding back to the side of her chest I positioned my dick on her pussy and rubbed it up and down a little making her body shiver in anticipation. With her acknowledgment, I pushed my dick inside her pussy in a gentle manner as her pussy is quite tight from not being used for over two decades. Over time her pussy got adjusted to my dick moving in and out giving me a unique pleasure. Either from her pssy being not used for over 20 years or her being a MILF.

Soon I started moving with speed and her moans of pleasure were encouraging me to fuck her harder and faster. The room was filled with sounds of pleasure all throughout the evening and long into the night. Now that she was mine a part of my Harem when her phone rang the caller being her younger sister (Sekhar's younger brother's wife), Gayatri Bhargavi. I made her answer the call and tell her that she was staying out at the hotel for the night due to some unforeseen issue.

After she finished speaking I didn't end the call and made sure that Gayatri who had some doubts could hear the sounds of me pounding Sunanda's ass and her moans of pleasure and asking me to fuck her more. I'm not sure why, but... the call wasn't cut off from the other side and it went on for at least twenty minutes.

As the call continued, I caught faint moans from Gayatri's side, barely audible but clear enough to spark my curiosity. It was intriguing, and the fact that she was a milf only made her more appealing. I decided then and there that she would be my next target, Gayatri.