Dark side of Katrina Kaif

[hotaks]

There was a new stir of commotion as people watched the disgusting spectacle of this beautiful actress rimming a large black man twice her age. Degrading epithets were tossed at her as she buried her pretty face into his asscrack, her tongue probing deeper and deeper into the unwashed shithole. Katrina didn't like scat, normally, but she loved being nasty and kinky and doing this always got her hot. The dark, bitter taste of his ass mixed with the salty aftertaste of cum and she moaned as she dug her tongue in, relishing the filthy flavor in her mouth. Her hands dropped to her spemy cunt and she began fingering herself.

"Damn, I didn't know this bitch could be so nasty!" someone said. "Look at her, she's getting herself off while eating out his ass!" 

"Give him a rusty trombone!" There were jeers to this statement, and more debasing names came her way as Katrina took her hands away from her cunt, pushed them between Marcus' legs, and wrapped them around his throbbing genitals. She began jerking him off roughly while cupping his sweating balls, rolling them between her sticky fingers. Her tongue swirled and fucked into his ass in an awesome attempt to reach his prostate.

She heard him grunting and cursing loudly, and knew he was going to cum soon. Katrina pulled away and turned him around before quickly lying back, pulling her legs up and wide so that her cum-dripping ass gaped at him. Marcus thrust his hot cock deep in her well-fucked shithole and they rutted like beasts, both shouting obscenities at each other before Marcus exploded a hot load deep into her bowels. Katrina came hard at the feeling, her juices spraying over his thrusting pelvis.

At this point the women took over, nearly tackling her in their frenzy. They intended to be especially rough with her; after seeing her on the big screen becoming the sexual fantasy of their husbands and boyfriends, they wanted to get back at her by teaching the cockteasing bitch a hard lesson. Seeing Katrina Kaif debase herself for the last hour, acting like the lowest gutter whore in front of them and reveling in it, made this desire even stronger. Four women held her arms and legs down while the rest of them crowded around. Megha, the sultry girl who had made Katrina eat her out and had hung back watching while her friend was used as a cock-socket, straddled her.

"God, you're disgusting," she said by way of greeting. "Look at you, covered in cum and the taste of ass in your mouth." She grabbed two handfuls of Katrina Kaif's fleshy tits, which were slippery and slimy with seed. "Your jugs are fucking covered in jizz, I can barely hold them. You're nothing but a cum rag, aren't you?" She gripped Katrina's tits in her hands and pulled them, causing Katrina to thrash wildly, screaming in half-pain, half-pleasure. "Aren't you?!"

"Yes, yes, I'm a filthy fucking cum rag!" Katrina panted out. Her breasts felt like they were swollen and throbbing under Megha's rough hold, and she was sure they were turning a harsh red under the covering of sperm.

"Much better," said Megha, and pulled her up by her tits to kiss Katrina lustily, forcing her tongue into Katrina's mouth. She tasted Marcus' ass and pulled away, wearing a look of mock-disgust. "You taste like shit, you fucking twat!" She slapped Katrina across the face, the slap making a wet sound as it hit the mask of semen. The women let out jeers of derision. "How can anyone want to make out with an ass-eating cum slut like you? Take the nasty taste of ass back!" And with that she hawked and spit a large wad into Katrina's face, which ran down the side of her nose. 

"I've had enough of this bitch," Megha announced. "She's all yours, ladies." The women cheered as Megha got off Katrina, only to be replaced by a short-haired woman who nearly sat of Katrina's face and demanded Katrina to eat her cunt. Meanwhile, a few others had broken out dildos and strap-ons from the toy closets and were choosing which girl would get to fuck her first.

For yet another hour Katrina was made to eat out the cunts of dozens of women while mercilessly being plowed in the ass and cunt by huge sex toys. The women didn't bother too much with licking the sperm off Katrina's body, as they felt it was an appropriate look for a whore like her. The women also molested her large tits something fierce, poking, slapping and squeezing them any chance they could, as well as pulling hard on her nipples. Many of them spat in her face as Katrina did, letting their envy show through, and soon Katrina's face was soaking with spit over the drying mask of seed. 

Rather than be turned off, Katrina was cumming furiously at the treatment; in all the lesbian porn she had watched, the rough stuff had really set her off. The sight of beautiful, glamorous women being treated like pieces of meat by others of their kind got her juices flowing, and the fact that she was now taking part in it sent her quim spasming again and again, her moans vibrating into the pussies she was made to eat.

One of the women got off, and Katrina was presented with a full, rounded ass in her face. The women Neha, who had initially disbelieved that Katrina Kaif could be so depraved, was squatting over Katrina's face. Her hands were spreading her asscheeks apart, showing off her flexing brown hole. It looked like it was on the verge of leaking semen.

"I just got fucked in the ass by four guys while they were watching you get put in your place," Neha hissed. "They want to see you eat the cum out of my ass. Here it comes, bitch!"

Neha's ass flexed, and long strings of cum dribbled out of her shithole. Katrina held her mouth open, tongue out to catch the falling drops. Semen fell onto her tongue and she swallowed it as it leaked out from the ass above her. It seemed to stop, but Neha grunted and strained, her asshole opening and closing a few times before several more drops, tanned from being inside Neha, fell into Katrina's waiting mouth. Neha lowered herself so that she was practically sitting on Katrina's face and said, "Make damn sure you got it all!"

Katrina drove her tongue into Neha's ass, digging out the last few pockets of sperm still buried within. Neha moaned loudly at the feel of the celebrity's expert tongue swabbing her ass, and cursed as she climaxed, sending juices over Katrina's neck and chest.

"Shit, that was pretty good, whore," she said as she got off and looked down at Katrina, giving the star a good look at her. Neha looked young and was of medium height, somewhat skinny but with noticeable curves, and had been to the tanning salon regularly as she was almost as dark as Katrina. Her most distinctive feature was her hair: it hung straight and shiny down her back and looked to be a natural chestnut brown, yet had so many golden streaks running through it that it looked blonde at some angles. She also had small, perky breasts and, Katrina noticed for the first time, a shaved twat. 

Neha noticed Katrina looking, and laughed. "What, cunt, didn't get enough of my pussy already?" she asked. Apparently she had been one of the many women who had made Katrina eat her out. "I can give you another taste, if you want."

"Yes please," Katrina replied eagerly, then gasped as a particularly hard thrust penetrated her ass for the umpteenth time. She wondered dimly how swollen and gaping her genitals would be after she left.

Neha lowered herself down on Katrina, and she licked at the shaved twat, running it over and over again on her labia before tongue-fucking her. Neha didn't take too long to cum again, and Katrina relished her juices as the flowed into her mouth. 

"Good enough," said Neha, and without warning she reached over and slapped Katrina directly on the clit. Despite all the fucking she had done, this sharp sensation was enough to trigger a last long, hard climax. Katrina shuddered and groaned as she came, and then lay back exhausted.

Sensing her fatigue, Neha made the other women release the fucked-out star and then, surprisingly, helped Katrina to her feet. She was wobbly, her legs bowlegged and her arms worn out, but still managed a smile and half-wave at the standing ovation she received from all her "fans".

Neha helped Katrina back to the bar in the main room. "Sheila, get us a pitcher of ice-cold beer on me, she definitely earned it," she called to the bartender. Sheila, who had already taken advantage of Katrina's oral skills, agreed and got them the pitcher while Neha and Katrina sat down at a booth. Katrina could barely sit still, as her ass and pussy felt raw from all the cocks she had taken and streams of cum were still dribbling out from the stretched holes. She reeked of sex, the sperm drying into a layer all over her body, and her hair was still knotted from all the sperm within it.

Neha and Katrina got to talking as they drained the pitcher of beer and got another. Neha, surprisingly, was a college student at the university just outside the city. She had come down to the club almost six months ago with a few of her sorority sisters on a dare and immediately became hooked by all they had to offer. Since then she came down at least once a month, fucking her brains out between exams and papers. Neha was a born slut, she proclaimed, and always willing to try and do anything. She got to talking about some of the kinkier things she had done and Katrina, though her pussy was still sore, could feel herself getting turned on.

Before she could continue they were joined by Ashok, Megha, and the guy who had first fucked her ass that evening, who introduced himself as Tushar. Tushar worked in the adult bookstore above and could get in the club for a discounted price. Even though he had already reamed the movie star hard in her butt, he was still somewhat thrown by her beauty and couldn't help staring at her cum-dried body.

They ordered another pitcher of beer as the five of them talked and laughed like old friends. Katrina looked at the clock and saw it was around 2:00 A.M. Though she was tired and needed to shower and go home, she wanted to satisfy one last kink before she called it a night. She felt buzzed by all the beer she had drank, and the pressure on her bladder brought an idea to her drunken mind.

She rose from the booth and cracked several stiff muscles before announcing to the group, "I'm going to go take a piss." The bathrooms were near the bar behind her. However, she turned and walked straight past them, going down the hall of doors instead. The four of them watched her go and looked at each other for a moment before quickly rising and following.

The heavy smell of urine hit Katrina's nose as she stopped outside the door labeled with a drop of water sign at pushed it open. The room was made to look like a wide, dingy bathroom: the lights above were a harsh yellow, the walls were cracked ceramic tiles with profane graffiti on them, and the floor was dirty and marked with large puddles of piss everywhere. A row of toilets lined up against one wall while a row of urinals took up the opposite wall. Only a few people were in their at this point, urinating on each other's bodies when the celebrity walked in, followed by her friends.

Nobody said a word as Katrina Kaif stepped into the room, her bare feet splashing as she deliberately walked through several puddles of urine before choosing a dry spot on the floor and squatting down, legs spread wide and hands on her knees. She looked at her audience and smiled brightly before closing her eyes and letting a torrent of steaming hot piss flow from her cunt onto the floor. It felt good after all the cocks she had taken in, and she didn't bother aiming it in any direction, not that it would have mattered because her pussy was still stretched out. It gushed sloppily from between her legs, splashing against the inside of the thighs and splattering all over the floor beneath her, some of it getting on her feet. She pissed for nearly a full minute before the heavy flow lessened to a small stream and finally a trickle. She wiped her cuntlips with her hand and slowly licked it off before sighing pleasurably and sitting down with a splash in the pool of her own warm piss, legs splayed out lewdly. 

There was silence. Tushar couldn't believe how filthy this gorgeous girl really was. "So you liked being gangbanged AND piss?"

"Hell yeah!" Katrina responded. "I love doing a lot of things, but watersports are one of my favorites. Don't like shit, though...too messy for my tastes." She looked at her enraptured audience. "C'mon people, don't just stand there gaping," she said to everyone. "Give me a hot load of your piss! I need to clean off my filthy body anyway. Piss on me!"

Several people came forward and let loose streams of amber fluid spraying over the depraved beauty. Katrina leaned back and rubbed her cunt with one hand, the other softly squeezing her tits, as yellow bodily liquids rained down on her. Megha and Neha turned and went to get more people as Tushar and Ashok came forward to let loose their full bladders all over Katrina. Ashok let his stream flow over Katrina's head, trickling urine down her face and soaking her hair. Tushar, feeling braver, pointed his penis towards Katrina's mouth. Katrina took his softening prick inside and looked at Tushar to relieve himself inside her mouth. With only a moment's hesitation, Tushar let go, his piss streaming into the Bollywood star's throat. Katrina was moaning as she tasted the bitter fluid on her tongue and swallowed it noisily. The barrage of debasing epithets was starting anew.

By now Megha and Neha had gathered more people and they stood in a circle, pointing their cocks and cunts at Katrina and pissing thick golden streams on her gorgeous body. Some drenched her face with their urine, while others pointed at her fat tits, their piss soaking them and dripping from her nipples. Piss was aimed at her sore anus and vagina, and the hot sensations on the senstivie areas made her squirm with excitement. She kept her mouth open as an easy target, and urine filled it repeatedly, letting it overflow onto her chin and down her chest before swallowing mouthful after mouthful wantonly as more people came up to relieve themselves on her.


Katrina was writhing under the hot shower of piss, her hands moving all over her body as though she was taking a bath. She scrubbed away the dried cum on her body and rubbed the liquid waste into her skin, even going so far as to massage her scalp with it while untangling her cum-knotted hair. Pretty soon most of the cum was gone and Katrina Kaif lay on the dirty "bathroom" floor, her body shining with a coat of piss and her hair slick and soaking. She looked like her gorgeous self—just after taking a swim in a urinal.

A man knelt down in front of her and pushed his half-stiff prick inside her pussy. She expected him to start fucking her, and was doubly surprised when he instead began pissing into her cunt. The feeling of heat was too much for Katrina and she came around his pissing cock. 

"Do it again!" she begged as he finished. Another man dropped down before her, but instead of pissing inside her twat, raised her legs up so that her ass winked at him, inserted himself, and started giving Katrina a piss enema. Katrina was gasping and moaning at the sensation, having never done something quite like this before. "Yes! More, more!" she cried out. Two other men came forward and added their own bladder juices within Katrina's bowels. Her ass felt full and she could tell some of it was leaking out already, yet she clenched it shut, wanting to keep in the dirty liquid as long as possible. Megha and Neha, who were watching the whole thing but had not pissed yet, were whispering to each other. Megha seemed to disagree about something, shaking her head as Neha whispered. Finally Neha shrugged, apparently giving up.

"How does it feel, Katrina?" asked Neha, laughing as Katrina strained to keep her butthole shut.

"It feels fucking fantastic!" Katrina breathed, rocking back and forth slightly so she could feel the urine moving in her.

"Make sure you hold it in for us, Katrina, Megha and I have to piss now," Neha said as the two women stepped up. "Open wide, Katrina, and have a drink on us!"

The two women sprayed Katrina down with their own gushing torrents of urine, aiming for her heaving tits first before splattering her face. They were as sloppy as Katrina had been with her own piss; yet they deliberately made sure they were hosing her all over. Some of it got into her nose, and Katrina coughed hard, her coughs turning into squeals as Megha managed to get a spray into her eye. There was laughter as Katrina sputtered and struggled to keep her ass from letting the enema of urine out too soon. Finally the deluge of urine stopped, and Katrina Kaif sat there looking like a piss-drowned rat.

"You can let go of the piss in your ass now, Katrina," Neha said, after giving Megha a final look and seeing the redhead shaker her head. She gesturing to one of the toilets.

Katrina decided to one up her, though, and moved so that she was squatting again, her knees to her chest and her back shining wet against the light. Katrina relaxed her colon, and a rush of rank dark-yellow urine rushed out of her shithole and onto the floor Katrina groaned in relief. The flow tapered off, and Katrina leaned up against the wall. She then worked each finger of her right hand into her ass until half of her hand was inside her butt, to the stunned looks of her audience. Looking at all of them, Katrina slowly fisted her own ass for a few minutes before withdrawing her hand and licking it clean of her filth. She slumped against the wall, grinning at them. The men who had been watching this spectacle grunted as they whacked off, their loads landing on the walls and floor next to Katrina. Katrina swiped some off the floor with her finger and sucked on it in her mouth.

"Wow, Katrina" Neha finally said, still a little awed by what she'd seen. "I didn't think you'd actually do something like that! I mean, I wanted you to get butt-fucked with the piss in your ass, but Megha said you'd be too exhausted from everything to do it. This, though..." She shook her head. "That was nasty and incredible all at once."

"I could go for one more orgasm," Katrina said, still picking semen off the floor and eating it.

"I'll do it," said Tushar, ready to come forward.

"No, thanks, I can take care of it myself," Katrina waved him away. "Although...there is something you can do," She looked at Megha, Ashok, and Neha, "That goes for all of you."

The four of them huddled around the dirty-minded actress as she whispered to them.

"God, Katrina! That's DISGUSTING! Are you sure?" Megha said. Even she was taken aback, and she had known Katrina down here the longest.

"Positive." Katrina nodded, and her four friends walked out of the room. Katrina remained piss-drenched on the floor, now wringing out her hair of urine as best she could. The rest of her audience milled around and asked the celebrity about her career and her life. She answered them casually, and for a bit they were just people talking.

After ten minutes the group returned, with Neha carrying a full pitcher of what looked like water, except the water was tainted brown and white. Katrina's eyes brightened as she saw this, her hands flying to her pussy. She began masturbating furiously as Neha stood over her with the pitcher.

Megha announced to everyone. "Katrina has asked each of us to receive an enema in the Enema Room down the hall, and squirt it out into this pitcher. We avoided giving her most of the shit, as she doesn't like it, but we're giving her all the rest, including all the sperm that's been up mine and Neha's ass." She paused once before finally stating. "Apparently Ms. Kaif wants one more shower before she calls it a night."

Everyone crowded around as Neha poised the pitcher of dirty douche water over the masturbating celebrity. "You really want this, Katrina?" she asked.

"Uh-huh," Katrina moaned, her eyes fixated on the pitcher. "Drench me, go on and do it."

Neha tipped the pitcher, and water that had been the asses of four different people poured out all over Katrina Kaif, who let out her loudest, longest scream of the night as she came wildly as she was drenched once more with filthy liquid. It cascaded all over her body, some of it landing in her mouth, and she swallowed it down. She continued to cum hard, her body thrashing and her juices squirting out all over their feet. The downpour of douche water ended fairly quickly, and Katrina eventually came to the end of her climax, gasping heavily and shuddering in the afterglow. There was a final round of applause for the famous movie star, who had proved to them in a single night just how filthy she could be when the cameras were turned off. 

It was getting close to 3:00 in the morning. Neha and Megha got Katrina to the real showers, where they gently helped clean her off. Now cleaned and dry, Katrina took her things and got a ride from Neha back to the hotel where Katrina was staying. As she bid her new friend goodnight, Neha reached into the pocket of her denims and pulled out a card. She wrote something down on it and gave it to Katrina.

"This is the number of the sorority house I'm in," she said. "Just ask for Neha, I'm usually available all night!" 

Katrina grinned wickedly at her friend and raised her eyebrows. "How about next week?"

The End...?