Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

 Preity Zinta shifted to new house. She found the few issues with plumbling work. Asked her husband to call the  plumber. He called the plumber and left to office at 10:00 AM.

 
plumber came and ring the callingbell. Preity open the door. He was stunned with the beauty. She asked "Who are you?" .He said " I am plumber. came to fix water leaking ." 



She said "okay Come in". he followed her. He attracted towards her ass. He though at any cost i will fucked. She said all problems. 



he replied "Looks like this is going to be an all-day job," the plumber said with his head under the kitchen sink. His tight jeans showed off his strong thighs, and his t-shirt had pulled up to reveal his chiseled lower abs.

"Oh dear," said the Preity leaning into the doorway. She was wearing jeans and a conservative button-down blouse. "Well, you'd better get started. Would you like some coffee?"



"No thanks," he replied without looking up. She got a mug out of the cabinet, and just as she started pouring herself some coffee the doorbell rang. While she was out of the room, the plumber surrupticiously rose to a kneeling position and retrieved a packet from his pocket. He emptied its contents into the mug and returned to his work under the sink just as the front door closed.

The Preity returned muttering something about Mormons, and proceeded to fill the rest of her mug with coffee. She added cream and sugar, stirring thoroughly to mix and asked, "If you need anything I'll be in the sitting room."



The plumber looked out at her from his dark recess. "I'll let you know."

After half an hour he called her back into the room with a vague, "Actually, I did think of something you can do." She appeared in a few moments, drowsily leaning against the doorframe. "Sure, what do you need?" she asked in a clear and direct voice.

"I didn't interrupt anything, did I?" the plubmer asked, looking out at her with a devious twinkle in his eye. One hand lazily rested against her inner thigh and with a smile she matter-of-factly said, "No, I was just fingering myself a little. I suddenly got really horny about ten minutes ago."



She looked surprised to hear the words she said, and set down her empty coffee cup to give herself something to do with her hands. "That's ok, I'm just having trouble concentrating and I was hoping you could help."

"Sure, whatever you need," she said helpfully, standing flat-footed, square-shouldered, looking to the plumber for instructions.

"If you could kneel down here," he said, spreading his knees to accommodate her as she did so, "I could really use a blowjob."

"Of course!" she said, a bit flustered, "Where are my manners!" As she unzipped his fly her face was a mix of confusion at trying to determine if this was an odd request, and self chastisement for not having thought of it sooner. Her hands cupped his flacid dick and balls, gently pulling them out of his pants. She started stroking him hard with her fingernails, petting and rubbing his growing member.



"Is this ok?" she asked, wrapping her fingers gently around his shaft and starting to slide them easily up and down his cock.

"Yup, that's great," he replied, pausing his work to enjoy her ministrations. "Don't forget the balls," he added, watching her closely.

"Oh, right!" she said appologetically, "Sorry." Her free hand moved to tickle his balls as she leaned forward and took the head of his cock into her mouth. He rolled his head back as her lips and tongue caressed his member, gently massaging every crevice and contour. He let out a moaning sigh, and she smiled to see she was doing a good job.



Her head started to bob up and down his shaft in long, smooth strokes, and she tried to remember if this was normal household etiquette. She had done this before to another man (was it her husband?) and she felt like that had gone well. Besides, this plumber had asked for this, and wasn't that what courtesy was about after all?

She couldn't remember anything specific, but it felt good to stop trying to remember. Sucking on the cock in her mouth felt good, too. In fact everything felt good, like it was the right thing to do. She smiled. It felt great not feeling like she was always doing something wrong. This cock was throbbing thick and strong now, so she was definitely doing something right.



A hand pushed her head back from the plumber's crotch and she looked up inquisitively at him as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "That's great," he said, "You're a big help."