Bitch on the Beach

Being an Instagram model is definitely easy. No matter how much one claims it to be stressful or hard work or work of passion and dedication. I can say it with such guarantee with I am one. I am Priyanjali Chopra and I have around 2 million followers on Instagram. Needless to say I was hot and naturally graced with big boobs and curvy round ass. My work was easy everyday, I have to post my pics on my own Instagram account. Hot pic, sexy pics, like me doing yoga in skin tight yoga pants and beautiful bra, reading book while drinking coffee in my bed in just a bed sheet, or you know stuff like that, that gives men a boner.

The 'work' is definitely easy and it pays a hell lot. It's somewhat struggling in the beginning when you have to pose in your own clothes but as soon as I hit 100000 mark brands started to take notice and send me the stuff to promote and enjoy. My apartment was filled with those items, most of them were lingerie, skimpy dresses and bikinis and then there were some breakfast cereals, gadgets like brand new phones, camera and tablets. I think everything that's visible in my pics was sponsored.

You are kind of born to do this work, in a way. I was definitely an attention whore. And this lifestyle made worse. I was what people would call a pretentious fuck. I have developed a habit of being in a limelight, parting all time, alcohol, drugs and sex. I hasn't sucked a cock to gain something but I know that day isn't too far and I will be ready then. But for now, I like sex for pleasure. It's the best exercise if you ask me. It used to make me happy, it was good to burn calories and I have heard from credible sources that semen is best natural source of vitamins and proteins. To be absolutely honest, I was a whore for cocks, I loved guys and I loved dicks.

I was on Bali beach during one of my sponsored vacations where I had some photoshoots. I connected there with lots of people, I did some networking got paid. It was my last day there and it was all for myself, I had no work just time and money to pleasure myself.

In the morning I got up at around 9, had breakfast and dressed myself for the beach. A red strapless bikini top which didn't fully contained my 34C cup breasts and tight denim shorts from which my butt cheeks were hanging out. It was sunny outside so I put on my those giant polarised sun glasses.

Beach was surprisingly empty. There were handful of people there. Maybe because it wasn't a tourist spot but it was usually reserved for movie shootings and photoshoots.

I sat in sand, applied some lotion and sunbathed a little but got bored pretty soon. I was looking around for anything, anything at all.

I was spotted a guy eyeing me from a short distance. He has been noticing me for a while now. I was also looking at him without turning my head and only through my eyes which he couldn't see as they were well hidden under rainbow shades of my glasses.

He was actually the only source of my entertainment. I kept looking at him, he was wearing a white tank vest and black boxers. A baseball hat on his head, he had a stubble which was making him look very sexy, he didn't have a well build muscular body but he looked very good or maybe I was just extra horny that day.

I kept looking at him, looking at me. Often it felt like he wanted to come and talk to me but couldn't gather courage. He felt a cut for a while but later I saw him rubbing his cock and after that he didn't seem cute but a fuck boy. But that didn't make me any less horny than before.

I got up and walked towards him. I was careful not to look at him and was talking a sexy stroll. As I got closure to him and he was on my left side, I turned my head to left, lowered my glassed a little and gave him a very sexy look. I bit my lower lip, winked at him and with a naughty smile walked away. He clearly got the signal cause I saw his shadow getting up as I walked away.

There were some empty wooden shops by the end of beach. I walked to one of such empty cabin shop. It was surrounded by shops, wooden fences, there were trash cans and a big dumpster there. It was mostly a garbage disposal area hidden from the beautiful sight of beach and public. But it wasn't too trashy or stinking in any way. Most of the trash was dry leaves, empty rappers and beer bottles.

He came from behind me and wrapped his arms around my stomach. I laughed naughtily. He rubbed his lips sensually against my neck, sniffed my hair as if we were totally romantically involved couple.

He grabbed my waist and turn me around with a single motion of hand, which ind of took me by surprise. Suddenly, I was facing him, looking him straight into eyes. I tried to notice the colour of his eyes but he then proceeded to kiss me. We engaged in long passionate lip lock and he wasn't shying away at all. He rolled his tongue inside my mouth, even licked my teeth which seemed a little gross. He nibbled my lips and his wild hands were moving all over my body, measuring my every curve no matter how small or big. His rough manly hands were making me wetter and wetter by every minute.

He finally let go of me. I backed away to catch my breath for a moment but his hands moved onto my bra and pulled it down completely. My soft breasts jiggled like jelly.

"What's your name?" I asked him nervously as his sudden jump to strip me naked made me feel like a cheap slut.

But he didn't seemed to have listened cause he immediately grabbed my shaking breasts and put them into his mouth.

I fell into another wave of pleasure stimulations. His tongue around my nipple and every now and then I got a slight nibble. It was a little sweet irritation that I could take forever and ever. He sucked my one boob while played with the other, pushing his index finger into areola. I was still feeling like a slut but my horniness was overcoming my shame.

He pushed my away, gave me a wicked look and pulled down his boxer. His penis was straight and hard as steel. It was average sized but thicker. Imagining how it would split my pussy lips apart made me forget every known concept of shame. I was ready to be a slut, a whore and a prostitute just to taste that magnificent tool.

I ran my tongue over my lips and sat down on my knees immediately. My mouth was perfectly levelled with his cock as if it was made to suck that cock.

He moved towards me and his cock entered my mouth, filling it completely. He grabbed my head and started giving it strokes. Pushing it in and pulling it out rapidly. I had tasted many cocks in life but this one had a very distinguished taste in itself. I could feel it throbbing in my mouth. While I was busy lubricating his rode, his hand were busy taking off my bra completely which was wrapped around my waist so far.

The oral sex didn't go for long as he wanted to penetrate my pussy and so did I. I got to my feet. He grabbed a trash can and placed it in the centre. I knew it was for my 'comfort', I bend down on it placing my elbows on it. He unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down and took them off completely.

So there I was bend over a trash can, totally naked. Wearing only heels and polarised sun glasses. He spanked my ass a few times before he finally stuck his penis at the opening. I held my breath in anticipation. In one tight stroke he slid his entire tool in, he began to fuck me mercilessly. I joined the club of my sexual mates.

He was young and clearly full of energy. He strokes were hitting me hard, making my whole body shake. His penetration was enjoyable, I could feel my vagina spreading wider than before.

I was moaning, loud and clear. I kept screaming, "ah aha ha. Yes fuck me harder. Harder please". He kept enjoying himself.

After a while he did change position though. I was getting tired of being bend over a trashcan. So he picked me up like a man and placed me on the huge garbage dumpster, laid me on my back and began to fuck me again in missionary position.

I didn't want him to ever stop, I wanted him to get inside deeper. I locked my legs together behind his back and pulled him closer. I grabbed my breasts and pushed himself deeper.

"You like that. You whore. HUh?" He said out of breath. These were the first words that came out of his mouth.

"Yes. Please" I said.

He responded well to the request. Now even my shades were finding it difficult to stay on my nose bridge. They were shaking and keeping getting out of place which I kept readjusting again and again.

I soon realised that he was about to cum.

"No. Please. Finish in my mouth" I said and it seemed like he like that idea too much.

Because before I could even finish that sentence, he grabbed my legs and pulled me off the dumpster. I landed on the ground with a soft thud, I wasn't hurt. But before I could get a chance to straighten myself, he trusted his pent up penis inside my mouth and released his juice immediately. It filled my mouth and took me a second to swallow down.

Satisfied, happy I got onto my feet. I was just bending down to grab my short when I felt his arms wrapping around my waist. He picked me up, threw me in the dumpster and put down the lid. I could hear his laughter fading away from inside.

I couldn't understand what it was. Was it a little immature boy joke.

I pushed the lid off and realised he was gone. I climbed out of the dumpster, and cleaned myself and bit. Put on my bra and shorts and walked towards my room.

I was literally used and thrown trash but with sex that amazing, I couldn't complain.