Shoot Me..

We went to Alibaug after a long time. During our high school days, we went there atleast once every two months. Lots of time has passed since. We are now busy with our new office jobs. After a lot of planning, postponing and again re-planning, we could finally manage to get this weekend that suited all of us for a break.

We are a group of three girls. Myself Neha and my two best friends, Shweta and Chandni. We are best friends since our school days, and as is quite common with best friends, we shared everything – our food, dresses, feelings, thoughts and more recently our fantasies.

Normally we used to borrow Chandni’s father’s big SUV for our trip. Chandni’s father never allowed us to drive it and always instructed his driver Gopal to drive us to wherever we wanted to go. This time we decided to take Chandni’s new i20. Chandni’s dad had gifted it to her on her last birthday. Chandni herself was driving. She loved her car. It was decorated with all sorts of small accessories which made it truly Chandni’s car.

We also decided not to go to our usual resort and instead try something different. We had shortlisted a few resorts from the travel sites. On our way to one such resort, which had the highest star reviews, we stopped by the road for a sugarcane-juice break. We had finished 2 glasses each and were debating whether we should order for a third repeat, when a big BMW sedan came to a stop besides us. As the glass on the passenger’s side was lowered, a gorgeous looking lady with large glares leaned her face out and called, “Excuse me.”

It was directed towards us. I decided to step forward and asked, “Yes?”

“Do you have any idea which way is that resort?” she asked with an attitude that was declaring that she was either a model, or an actress, or some rich spoilt girl. “Which resort?” I asked.

“That resort. I forgot the name but it is supposed to be the best around here with a heated swimming pool and everything. Do you know or you don’t?” She obviously did not know how to be polite.

“No. We don’t know where that resort is. But, if you are lost, try looking for Alibaug Janta Lodge. I am sure you will feel at home.” Chandni curtly replied from my side before I could give her some advice.

The look on the rich babes face was that of shock. She couldn’t believe someone can talk to her with that tone. She was getting ready to give it back to Chandni when someone from behind her stopped her and got out from the driver’s side.

I saw a tall, lean and extremely handsome guy come out from the driver’s side and approach me. His hair was curly and colored dark brown. He was wearing shiny aviator goggles. He came near me and with the most charming smile said, “Let me apologise if my companion here was bit rude to you. Actually we are a little lost. We misplaced the directions to the resort and none of us here recalls the name. We have been trying to ask for directions for some time now and are getting a little frustrated. Do you by any chance know a resort around here which is famous for its in-house water sport park? I think it is near by some bird sanctuary.”

I knew exactly which resort he was talking about. It’s the Royal Resort where we used to go every time we used to come here before. We loved the water sports there. But I didn’t reply to him. I was completely engrossed by the charm of this man. His voice was so deep and calm. He was atleast 5 feet and 10 inches tall. His skin was tanned due to prolonged exposure to sea sun and was having a shiny effect.

He took his goggles off and was waiting for me to answer. The half-smile on his face never left him. His eyes seem to hypnotize me and all I wanted to do at that moment was attack his full dark brown lips.

Thankfully Shweta came to my rescue. “I think you are looking for the Royal Resort. It’s down this road only, probably another 5-6 kms from here.”
“Thank you very much. You have saved a lot of life today.” He turned briefly towards Shweta before his eyes turned back on me. I was still standing there unable to take my eyes off him.

I don’t know how long I was standing like that making a fool of myself. My trance was broken when he turned towards the car and with a playful voice said, “Want to have a glass of sugar cane juice girls?”

All the windows of the car came down and I could see atleast 4 stunningly beautiful looking girls sitting inside the big BMW. “No” several voices replied. “Let’s just get to the resort fast” one of them continued.

The rude girl sitting on the front kept quiet. She was looking at Chandni. Chandni however was not paying much attention to her and continued to watch the sugar canes being crushed to get the juices out.

“Ok then.” The guy turned back towards me. “Good bye. Please don’t mind the trouble. Nice to meet you.” He put his goggles back and went back towards the driver’s seat. Once he was inside the car and out of my sight, only then I was back to my senses.

Shweta was looking at me with an expression of disbelief on her face. As soon as the car was out of our sight, she burst out in a fit of laughter. Chandni joined her and both of them continued to laugh looking at me. “Neha, what happened to you?” Chandni managed to speak in between her laughs. “I can see the guy was a photocopy of a Greek God, but you got dumb back there.”

I was now getting angry at them. I was already feeling embarrassed by how things went and these two girls were adding to my misery. “Ok, enough fun. Let’s move on.” I said heading towards the car.

Chandni and Shweta were still giggling when they came and joined me in the car. Both of them gave me a teasing look and I decided not to add to their fun by reacting. I concentrated on the scenery outside as we resumed our journey towards our resort.

It was around 10 o’clock and the weather was surprisingly cool for this time of the year. I loved the greenery around the road and was continuing to focus my thoughts towards them. It was a vain attempt as I was not able to take that man out of eyes. His voice was still ringing in my ears. His smile was so arresting and his lips were definitely the most perfect shape that I had ever seen.

My chain of thoughts was interrupted when I felt the car slow down. I saw Chandni pulling the car out of the road towards the entrance of what looked like a big hotel. I looked out at the familiar gate and garden around the driveway. It took me some time to realize that we were inside the Royal Resorts.

I looked at Chandni and said, “What are we doing here? We decided to try some other resort this time.”

She glanced at Shweta and said with a mischievous voice, “We decided you would enjoy more here.”

“You two think this is funny? I had already made a fool of myself and I don’t want to look like a greater one by following that guy straight to his hotel.” Even as I was saying this, my heart beat started rising thinking the man is nearby. I was desperate to get one more look at him.

“What nonsense.” Chandni replied. “There is no reason to think we followed him. And who, by the way, would think that? That rude bitch? Who cares?” She continued.

True. And even if that bitch thinks so, who cares. I kept quiet. Inside, I was jumping with excitement. We quickly handed our luggage to the bell boy and booked our rooms. It was off-season and the resort was mostly empty. We got our usual room. A big 3-bed room with a lovely view of the bird sanctuary on one side.

I was tempted to ask in which room that man was staying. But, decided not to. I didn’t want to give these two girls any more fodder to pull my leg.

We went to our room and got freshened up. We decided to hit the pool straightaway. We changed to our swim suits and wrapped the house coat over it. The pool was empty as was most of the hotel. It was a temperature controlled pool and extremely relaxing.

We took off our house coats, took a quick shower by the pool, and jumped straight in. It felt lovely with the quite surrounding, cool weather and complete privacy. We wondered what took us so long to come back to Alibaug.

Chandni and Shweta were playing silly games with one of the many bright colored balls left floating on the pool, when we heard a group of girls approaching. There were 4 of them, all stunningly beautiful. It took us some time to realize that it was the same set of girls who were inside that BMW. All of them had picture perfect figures with long flowing hairs. I couldn’t make out who that rude one was. They all looked so similar to each other in similar looking flowing dresses.

They gave a casual glance at us three inside the pool and were making themselves comfortable on the benches around the pool. Chandni, Shweta and I looked at each other and decided to ignore them.

My heartbeat had doubled. Where was that man? Surely, he was part of the group. Why isn’t he here along with these girls? As these and many other questions clouding my mind, I could see him.

He entered the pool area with a large camera in one hand and a tripod on another. He was completely un-mindful of us there. He took one look at the surrounding and selected a spot to fix his tripod on. He then became extremely busy with his camera and did not even look at us once.

was trying my best not to make a fool of me again. I took a long dip inside the water to change the mood and swam towards Chandni. Chandni had also noticed the guy and was perhaps expecting me to get stunned again. “He is a photographer”. Chandni said as I reached by her side. ”Yes, and those are surely his models.” I added.

Shweta also joined us. “The aura around these bimbos is polluting the surrounding. I am going back to the room. Don’t know what they will be doing next!” Shweta started to get out of the water.

Chandni looked at me. I wanted to stay. I wanted to get a good look at the man, now that the chance is here. But, I was not happy with the zero attention he was giving us. “Let’s leave then. I am in the mood of a wine” I said.

I followed Chandni out of the pool. She collected her towel lying on the pool floor and left. My house coat and towel was lying on a bench near to where that man was setting his camera. I slowly walked towards him. As I passed him, he finally lifted his face from the camera to look at me. I pretended not to recognize him and went passed him. His gaze was now following me. As I bend over to pick up the towel from the bench, I could sense the chattering of the girls stopped. All of them obviously were looking at me as made a show of picking up the towel.

My figure was nowhere perfect as them but I had ample curves at places that mattered. I knew the man was getting a clear view of my boobs from the side. I put one leg up the bench and started drying them with the towel. From the corner of my eyes I could see him looking at me. I wondered if he was clicking me as well.

After giving him a good show of my boobs and ass to him. I finally turned to leave the pool. I again passed him on my way and gave him a glance. His eyes were on mine and I knew he had recognized me. He smiled from the corner of his lips and I returned smiled at him. I left the pool and reached my room.

Chandni was waiting outside. “What took you so long?” She asked. “Nothing.” I lied.

We boozed for some time and after having a light lunch fell asleep. It was evening when we wake up. We decided to go to the beach. Allibaug has one of the most beautiful lonely beaches. The beach is flat and you could walk a long way inside the sea before the water even reached your waist.

We stayed there for quite some time and when we reached the resort back it was already dinner time. We were hungry also, as we had a very light lunch. We decided to have the dinner at the restaurant only. As we entered, we saw the group of models sitting at one of the tables.

We took another table and again decided to ignore them. Their photographer was sitting separately at the bar and talking to the bartender. As we entered, his eyes met mine and throughout the course of our dinner kept looking at me from time to time.

As we finished our dinner and were waiting for our deserts, an idea occurred to me. I took a tissue paper and wrote something on it with my lipstick. Then I asked one of the waiters to give the tissue to the man sitting at the bar. Shweta saw me writing and asked, “What’s the plan?”

I smiled at her. “Whatever it is, you two are not part of it.” I was getting excited.

“Whatever. I don’t care, even if you are planning to fuck that guy. I am tired and am going straight to bed.” Chandni said. Shweta however was still interested to know. “I will tell you later.” I said to fend her off.

The waiter handed the tissue to the guy at the bar and pointed towards me. The man looked at me for a moment and opened the folded tissue paper. Inside he saw was written with red lipstick, “Shoot me.”

He again turned back at me and gave me a smile of acknowledgement. My heart skipped a beat. I was feeling a tension grow all over my body. I could feel my panty go wet. Chandni noticed the smile on my face and nodded her head sideways. “Shweta, time for us to leave.” She left the table pulling Shweta along with her.

The group of models had left 10-15 minutes back. We were alone in the restaurant. Me and the guy. The guy came over to me and occupied the seat opposite me. For a long time he kept on staring at me without saying a word. Finally he said “Meet me by the pool side in half an hour.”

I looked at the watch. It was 10.30 PM. “The pool gets closed at 8.” I said. I realized this was the first time I spoke to him.

“Don’t worry. I will take care of that. Just be there in 30 minutes.” He said and left without giving me chance to say anything else. I watched him leave. He walk told me he was little drunk.

I went back to our room. Shweta was waiting for me there. Chandni was already on her bed, pretending not to care, what happened down there.

“So?” Shweta asked, as I pulled a dress from my suitcase and walked towards the bathroom. “Are you going to tell us or not?” She continued.

“I have decided to have some fun tonight.” I replied from inside the bathroom. “Let’s see how it goes. I will tell you girls when I come back.”

“Where are you going by the way?” She continued to probe.

I came out of the bathroom and gave her a smile. “Don’t worry. I will tell you everything. Right now I don’t want to talk about it. Just want to go with the flow.” I said.

“Just be careful.” Chandni said yawning. I gave her a kiss on her cheek and got out of the room. I looked at the watch and it was showing 10.55 PM. I reached the pool in another 5 minutes and saw the man lying on one of the benches. He sat up seeing me approaching. I had selected a flowing dress that ended just over my knees for the occasion. I had worn the dress only once before in one of the office parties and it had a lasting effect on all the men.

The guy stood up and came near me. I could see his camera placed by the side of the bench. There was a strong wind blowing causing the water of the pool form small waves. The sound of those waves was the only sound around. I was little overwhelmed by the surrounding. Night and darkness has this tendency to turn even the most familiar places mystical and sometimes scary.

The guy gave a good look at me from head to toe. My dress was swinging with the wind. It was a semi tight dress that gave a good indication of my figure. The wind was also fluffing the lower end of the dress and causing it to move up from time to time.

The guy gave a drunken smile. “You look beautiful.” That was all that he could manage to say. How many times have I heard that? “Thank you.” I politely replied. I went towards his camera and picked it up. “This looks a pretty complicated machine.” I commented. The guy laughed. “It sounds funny when you call it a machine. Haven’t thought about it as a machine before.” He replied.

He took the camera from my hand and in the process touched me for the first time. My already excited body became stiff now. I had this urge to jump over this guy. “Ok. So how do we start?” I said. “I have never done a photo shoot before.”

The guy laughed again. “Funny when you say that. Models generally don’t have to do anything. It’s the photographer who has to do all the work. Anyways, we will start by making you feel comfortable. You look terribly stiff.”

He took my hand and we went towards the extreme last bench. It was the darker side of the pool and I was not able to see anything beyond the bench. “The light will have a better effect here”. The photographer commented. “By the way, my name is Roy. It’s a pleasure meeting you.” He formally introduced himself.

“It’s been a pleasure for me too. My name is Neha.” I replied.

“Well Neha, why don’t you sit on this bench and let me have a good look at you. I need to study my subject before getting down to work.” His voice was hypnotic. All I could do was follow it to the word.

Once I sat down on the bench, he very gently held my legs and put them on the bench. “Please try to relax.” He said.

My dress was flowing with the wind and was threating to get over my thighs. I tried to hold them with my hands, when Roy commanded, “No, Don’t. Just let them flow. They are making for an excellent lively picture opportunity.”

I was excited. What is he going to do? Simply shoot me and leave or will we have some action today? The thought made me wonder how his dick looks! No doubt it’ll be great.

My chain of thought was broken when I felt his touch on my legs. He was trying to position my legs in a particular fashion. One leg straight and another half folded. While he was at it, the wind blew my dress completely up and my white panties were now in full view.

He took one long look at my panty. His eyes on my panty were making me leak hopelessly. “That is a wonderful choice of color. Your white panty is giving the perfect contrast to this dark setting.” It took me some time to digest that this completely stranger just spoke to me about my panty.

“Thanks”, was all that I could say.

“I have an idea”. He sounded excited. “Why don’t we focus on your panty in this shoot? I am sure you will love the end result.”

“Whatever you prefer. Just shoot me.” I was getting horny.

He now came closer to me and bent down on my panty. I could feel his breath on my bare thighs. He gently touched my thighs with the tip of his fingers. Goosebumps appeared all over my thighs. He gave a smile.

Slowly he started caressing my thighs. His eyes were now on mine. I knew he could clearly see the desire burning in my eyes.

He took his eyes off mine and went back to admiring my legs. “You have beautiful legs.” He said. “I am going to enhance the beauty of them.” His hands were now roaming more freely and were now dangerously close to my panty.

I was almost shaking with desire. His hands were now over my panty. I was enjoying the scene of his hands over my panty. He was feeling every ups and downs of the anatomy of my most secretly guarded treasure.

Suddenly his hands stopped. I looked at him. “On second thoughts, I think the panty may not enhance the picture.” He was almost speaking to himself. “I am going to have to take them off.”

“Whatever you prefer. Just shoot me.” I closed my eyes.

He slid his hands under the soft elastic of my panty and tried to pull it down. I lifted my hips to assist him. My panty was now sliding down my legs. The cold wind struck my bare pussy and made me shiver. He threw my panty over his shoulder and it fell somewhere in the dark.

He now leaned on my pussy and I thought he was going to give it a kiss. But he didn’t. He was looking at them and was enjoying its sweet fragrance. I wanted to push his head on my pussy and wanted to feel his tongue inside them.

He came very close and I was feeling his breath on my pussy now. He now touched the leaking wet part of my pussy with the same tender fingers. I twitched on the bench. His touch was so tender; it made a volcano erupt inside me.

He looked up at me and smiled again. He placed his camera on my thighs and adjusted the angle. I was curious what he was doing. He then placed his lips on my pussy and gave it a gentle kiss. His tongue was now licking the continuingly flowing wet juices. My legs were getting parted on instinct. I wanted his tongue even deeper.

He was playing with my desire. He did not go any deep but continued to lick the sensitive opening of my vagina.

While he was still licking, he adjusted his camera again. I understood he wanted to shoot his tongue inside my pussy. I fresh wave of desire swept me. In my mind I was already imagining how that picture would look like.

He clicked his camera and the sudden bright light of his flash almost blinded me.

Suddenly, not very far from where we were lying, we heard a sharp sound, that sounded like a shout of a woman. The shout was incomplete and it sounded as if it was muted with force.

Roy lifted his face from my pussy and both of us were now looking towards the dark, trying to determine the direction from where the noise came. We listened very keenly and heard the muted moan of a woman.

No, there was no mistake. It was a muted moan of a woman. We also seem to hear some male voices as well.

Roy was now on his feet. He started moving into the dark following the source of the sound. I was feeling scared. I was still lying half naked on the bench. My legs were still shaking with a mixture of desire, cold and fear. I didn’t know where Roy threw my panty.

I decided to follow Roy. I quickly got up and came behind him. He turned at me and signaled to keep quite. I held his hands. The cold wind was still blowing over my bare pussy from under my dress.

We reached a small gate. Very quietly we opened it. On the other side was a small area which looked like a small garden. A lighted hurricane lamp was placed on one side.

In the semi darkness, the scene I saw gave me the greatest shock of my life. 3 men, all naked, were holding a semi naked woman down. One of the men was holding her mouth and preventing her from screaming; the other one had his dick inside her and was pumping her wildly. The third one was playing with her boobs and trying to tear down the remaining pieces of clothes from her body.

They must have been here quite long as we did not hear them come. How did they get here? There must be some other entrance to this garden other than this gate on the pool side. I was holding both my hands on my mouth as I prevented a shriek escape me. I could now see the face of the woman being raped. She was the bitch we had a heated argument earlier in the morning.

Roy had also recognized her. He could not stop himself. He shouted, “Bastards. Stop. Now.” And leaped towards them. They were taken by surprise by the sudden shout of Roy. The woman also saw Roy and with renewed vigor tried to free herself.

The man who was playing with her boobs moved swiftly and grabbed hold of Roy. Both of them rolled on the grass and began strangling each other.

I was standing shocked, not knowing what to do. Suddenly I saw the guy with his dick inside the woman move his hand and reveal a shiny black revolver he was holding. Surely, it was with this revolver that they were able to keep the woman silent while they were taking turns at fucking her.
Roy was lying very near to this man with the revolver. The man moved swiftly and with one violent blow stuck the butt of the revolver on Roy’s head. Roy’s strangle-hold slacked and his unconscious body fell on one side.

I could not control myself and let out a scream. The guys were startled. They had not realized Roy was not alone. All of them were now staring at me. The guy with the gun pointed the gun at me.

After their initial shock was over, they looked at each other and smiled. They were perhaps reflecting on how lucky this night was for them. First they got to rape a ravishingly beautiful model and now they had their chance with me.

The woman was still pinned to the ground. She was also shocked to see how they hit Roy. She turned towards me and cried, “Run.”

The man who was keeping her quite gave her a tight slap and banged her head on the ground. The man with the gun started sprinting towards me. His dick was still dangling outside the zip of his pants.

I turned and started to run. It was a bad idea. It would have been much better if I would have allowed these 3 men rape me. Atleast, I would have been alive.

While I was passing the pool and rushing towards the exit, I heard the shattering sound of the revolver being fired. Almost simultaneously I could feel the bullet entering my back. A sense of intense heat was overcoming my body. I sensed I lost my balance fell inside the pool with a loud splash.

As I felt my body was getting drowned, my last thoughts went back to the dinner table. I could see myself pull a tissue and with my Red lipstick write on it, “Shoot me”.

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