The Dirty Picture

Chapter 1: The Arrival


Sreeparna was horribly late. She was supposed to reach ‘The Hotel Oasis’ by twelve o’clock. But when she arrived at the hotel, it was already fifteen minutes past two. She didn’t know how to explain such an untimely behavior to Rajdeep. He had brought a golden opportunity at her doorstep without asking for anything in return and she would be throwing it away just like that. She didn’t know how to show her face to him.

From the inside of the auto, she could see him through the huge glass door of the five stars, standing inside the lobby with his hands inside the pockets of his trouser. He was anxious. She knew that. She knew him too well. They had been good buddies ever since she joined their college. She could feel his anxiousness. God! He seemed to be mad at her. No, he couldn’t be. He had never been mad at her. All these years with him, she had never seen him angry, not for a single day, not for a single moment. She wondered whether he actually knew how to become angry at all. The thought made her laugh. It took away some of her own anxiety.

The auto driver didn’t seem to mind his passenger taking a great deal of time to descend from the vehicle. Why should he be? After all, not every day you would be lucky enough to have such a ravishing beau to ride your auto. You could say she’s stacked. But true men always had a taste for flesh. They liked their women to be well endowed. After all, it’s the curves that made a woman sexy. And this babe was, in true sense, a knocker. She was voluptuousness at its premium best.

Sreeparna was indeed a hottie. From having a stunningly beautiful face to carrying ample flesh at the sensitive parts of her buxom body, she was undeniably a mantrap in every sense. From her teenage days wherever she went, she had always created a lot of buzz around her. Like bees, men used to and still got drew in to this sultry jar of honey.

She knew all these stuffs and thoroughly enjoyed every bit of her fame. She liked getting an eye from the opposite sex and never did really bother if their stares turned out to be below the belt. She even didn’t mind to flaunt her meaty assets to get those foul gazes. She loved dressing naughty. She liked wearing revealing dresses that gave plenty of exposure to her full bosomed stature.

Today her dress had been quite exceptional. Well, special occasions demanded special dresses. It revealed more than it covered. It was simple Indian attire with saree, blouse and petticoat, all black. Only things that made it singular were the design and the fabric. The half-sleeve blouse had a rich deep cut both at its front and back displaying a generous cleavage and her full back. It was a size or two short and hence too tight from being comfortable. It was made out of some gauzy material and if you tried hard enough, you would be able to make out the curves of her large melons, which were bursting out of the flimsy fabric and the poking nipples as well. The saree was a designer one. It was as translucent as water. It was worn six inches below her deep round navel, which was gleaming arrogantly right in the middle of her huge fleshy midriff. The saree, being sheer, couldn’t hide anything worn under it. Hence it gave away the petticoat to open itself to the whole ogling world. It was as basic as another one could be, except that it was cut off at her thundering thighs right below her bush effusively letting out her fleshy legs. The knockout had been delivered at the back where the saree was embraced around her enormous ass, whose heavy cheeks were clearly protruding out of the petticoat. Her fair skin acted as the icing on the cake. With its contrasting color it seemed to glow under the black apparel.

It was a ‘dress to kill’ and it did kill a few a little while earlier when she was walking on the road. It certainly slaughtered the auto driver, who never stopped giving a dirty look at her voluptuous body through the looking glass while driving, Sreeparna could make out everything. But like always, she cared a damn. On the contrary, it boosted her spirits. She had spent an awful lot of time dressing her with this particular Indian attire. It would have been totally wasted if no one gave a second look at her. Though, in reality, she was enjoying a third, fourth, fifth and, to be short, innumerable looks.

She felt proud. She was confident that in this sexy dress and with such a sensual body she would definitely get the role. Yes! The role! The role of the leading actress in the new film of ‘Riaz Productions’. Although she had never acted before, except for a few small plays in the college. She had never learnt acting as well. But according to Rajdeep, she didn’t need to know acting nor had to have some firsthand experience to be in the film as the leading lady. The production house was looking for a fresh face for the job. But the most important thing that heightened her chance of grabbing the role to the peak was that they were looking for a face with a curvy body. The film demanded its heroine to be on the fleshy side. And where they would find a curvier and fleshier shape but her? According to Rajdeep, she was made for the role and only a fool would not give it to her.

Rajdeep saw her coming out of the auto. A wide grin came up on his face as his eyes fell on her sultry dress. He could sense his victory. He had spent a lot of his energy in convincing his producer to take the audition. Now that it had been arranged, he was a little tensed. He was not so sure whether Sreeparna could pull up the job. But now, after seeing her clothes, he had no doubt in his mind that she was going to nail it.

For Rajdeep, it was not a favor as perceived by his sexy college buddy. As a matter of fact he had a definite interest in helping her out. He joined the Riaz Productions a few years ago. From the very first day he had been working his ass out to reach his goal, which was to become a successful director. But none the less, his hard work didn’t get him anywhere down the line and he was forced to remain contented with a tag of ‘Assistant Director’. Of late he was running out of all patience. His restlessness got the better of him. So it was really out of sheer desperation that he made a mischievous plan of using his most seductive pal.

He always knew that Sreeparna had a thing or two for popularity. She had always been under the limelight and she could do anything and quite literally to kept her hold on it. He had seen her doing some weird and crazy stuff in the college to sustain her status. So he told her that there could not be a better place of getting instant fame than films. As expected by him, straight away the fish caught the bait. He told her that to become a good and famous actress she would need to wear revealing outfits that would give her voluptuous form a good deal of exposure. As predicted, she didn’t have any issue. He told her that the film was ‘A’ graded and she would need to do cozy and sensual scenes with her male co-actors. Like before and giving full credit to his anticipation, she didn’t turn down. Finally he told her that she had to give an audition for the role and she might be asked to show her talent where she needed to do some mock acting or dance or something else that might be a little too raunchy. To his delight she didn’t raise any question.

At that very moment he knew he had hit the jackpot. The way Sreeparna had dressed herself today was more than enough to convince him that he had chosen the right candidate for the job. He could sense his plan becoming a success. He could very well see his dream of becoming a film director coming true. He had played his cards well. Now all he had to do was to introduce her to his producer and the rest would fall in.

Chapter 2: The Intro


Mazhad Riaz was waiting patiently in his suite for the arrival of his new heroine. It was an absurd thing to do for a producer. But he was informed that this chick was one hell of a bombshell. He was told that she was so hot that she could even give a hard-on to dead men. Mr. Riaz had always been a horny bastard, who had never lost his hot pants even after entering his sixties. He was a tall heavily built man, who looked much younger than his age. Even at this age his powerful muscles didn’t get soft at all. He had got four petrol pumps in four corners of the city from his father-in-law as a dowry, whose number, with time, got pushed to seventeen by his sheer cunning attitude. He could be as welcoming as a saint or as hostile as a savage beast, depending on the state of affairs. The current situation required him to remain calm and patient, which he had been for the past two hours.

One day Rajdeep, a young assistant director who was hired in his production company a few years ago, came to Mr. Riaz with a humble request. He told him that he wished to make a film that would be the most salacious one in the Indian film history. He wanted to cast a voluptuous actress for the lead, who would be at her luscious best. He said that he knew a new face who could deliver the goods without raising too many questions. He said that she was a killer and a showoff. The young man told Mr. Riaz that he had seen her curves mesmerizing men like black voodoo magic. He said that she would happily expose herself and do anything to be in the film. He even gave a faint hint that the producer could easily pass on her and she would not resist. She would gladly take him in.

Only a fool would turn down such a lucrative proposal and Mr. Riaz was never a jughead. But the sly producer was clever enough to come up with his own suggestion. He wished to see the peach first and then if all went well, he would be likely to give a go to his aspiring henchman for his all inspiring film. The young gun accepted his proposition and offered him to show his smasher at his convenient time. The foxy old man gave the date, time and place to the young fellow, who left immediately, but with a life-size grin on his face.

Mazhad Riaz was a born womanizer. From his teenage times, he had been fucking a lot of hot chicks. He had a big boner and even a bigger appetite for sex. The age had no affect on his stamina. A few regular hours in gym served him to own a big and strong muscular body. He was, in true sense, an alpha male. Though he had a wife at home, his hunger could never be absolutely contented with a single woman. He needed more dames and had been looking for them ever since he finished his schooling. His good looks and witty talks facilitated in charming the hotties, who eventually ended up sharing bed with him.

When the beast saw the beauty coming in the suite with her ponce, his mouth got wet and a fire started burning deep into his hungry eyes. What a doll! What size! So much flesh! What a dress! Almost every curve of her well-stacked body was on display. Man! This girl was rightly build for a hard fuck. Mr. Riaz thought within himself. He could easily guess that a wonderful adventurous evening was waiting just for him. And like always, he was ready to pounce on.

Mr. Riaz was not the only person in the room who was doing a guess work. Rajdeep was also trying to figure his producer out. A clear touch of savage lust was written all over his face. The old bastard was definitely aroused after seeing his epicurean companion. He was licking his lips from time to time. Rajdeep laughed within himself. He had hit the bull’s-eye. Now, nobody would be able to stop him from becoming a film director. The prolong and painful wait was coming to an end.


Rajdeep introduced his beautiful friend to his elderly producer. “Sreeparna, this is Mr. Riaz, my kind producer. He has a very big heart. You are very lucky if you are getting an opportunity to work with him. He is a very frank person and you can come up to him with whatever you want and he will take care of you. Such is his generosity. He always takes good care of his fellows.”

He went on to introduce his ace of spade. “And this is Sreeparna. She is, as you can see Sir, the very one we are looking for. She is beautiful. She is bold. She is every inch of the female lead that I have thought of for my film. She is a tailor-made for the character and I can assure you Sir, given a chance, she will deliver a very good job.”

“Oh! Yes, yes! I can see Rajdeep, I can see.” The horny aged producer appreciated his young aspiring director’s choice. “You have chosen well. I can already see her name on Page 3. If she is willing to work hard and do as she is told and learn, then I have no doubt in mind that she is going to be an instant hit and a big one too. Now, I can see the potential in her. If she is willing to use her talent and be brave enough to do everything, then she will be really famous. She will be the Dream Goddess of this industry. So Darling! Are you ready to do it?”

There was a clear hint of restrained lust in his voice. His words carried the double meaning. Sreeparna, like his college mate, was not so innocent that she would not be able to make out what the elderly film maker actually wanted from her. She didn’t mind though. She didn’t think that a producer offering a new-comer the female lead in his film and wanting her body in return for pleasure had done something cheap and despicable. She had come prepared from home for this. Rajdeep had given her enough hints that she might have to sell her luscious body in order to grab the role and she was ready to do anything it takes to seize it.

“Yes Sir! I am ready. Please give me a chance and I will not disappoint you. I want to become the most popular actress and I will do anything, and I mean anything, to fulfill my dream. You ask for it and I promise you will never see me backing off from anything.”

There was a certain confidence in her voice. She was desperate. She was bold. She dared to take any challenge. Mr. Riaz was impressed. He liked chicks who were arrogant enough to take on the world. Sreeparna had it in herself. He genuinely felt that she could be the next big bombshell in the film industry. She could also be a money making machine. Because only sex and action sells in the box office, and this slut would really set the screen on fire. He could really make an extended use of her. But first she got to cool off his pants. His snake strongly desired to bite the hell of this bitch and it didn't want to wait anymore.

“Very well then. You need to give a test. I need to see what all you can do. Don't worry. It won't be much difficult for you. But I need your full cooperation. Rajdeep, you wait here. You may watch the TV. But don't leave the suit. I am taking her to the master bedroom. I want to personally check her out.” The foxy old producer held Sreeparna by her juicy waist and walked her to his bedroom leaving his young associate alone in the suit. The sensational beauty, like a perfect bawd, didn't resist for once and straight away went to sleep with the elderly film-maker. The last thing Rajdeep saw of her voluptuous body was her smooth but fleshy back and enormous asscheeks swinging freely under her sheer sari. And that was the only thing he saw of her for the next five hours.