Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Glad I could help!" she smiled back at him, feeling a tinge of self-consciousness at her word choice.

"Say, you look really pretty today," he said, crawling out from under the sink.

"Thanks!" she said, standing up. "It's nice of you to say so."

"But those clothes cover so much of you," he said plainly. "You should change into something better." She looked at her clothes and had to admit that they did cover most of her body. "Maybe something your husband likes seeing you in," he prompted.



"Ok," she said and walked off to the bedroom. It didn't feel right to be covered in so many clothes. I didn't feel right not to change into something better. She picked out one of her less favorite outfits, but she knew it was her husband's favorite and it certainly didn't cover much of her body.

She returned in a few minutes to find him on a loveseat in the sitting room. "I thought I'd take a break from all that hard work," he mentioned in explanation of his presence there.

"That's fine, you deserve a good rest. And you were right," she said conversationally. "Those other clothes covered so much of me," as if he had shown her a time-saving household tip. "This is much better." She felt like her husband must also have known this, since he liked to see her in this outfit as well, and she wondered if she should start wearing this outfit more often.

"Good," he said, looking at her as she entered the room. His cock was mostly soft again, but jumped when he saw her. She walked in front of him and stood casually like she had all morning with her arms at her sides, completely unaware that anything was different from her usual day. The plumber started slowly stroking himself as his eyes took in the sight before him.

The Preity wore 4-inch stiletto ankle shoes, her smooth legs guiding his gaze up to her hips. She wore lacey crotchless panties that prominently exposed her hairless pussy lips, puffy and slightly wet, swelling between her thighs. Her torso was bare except for the cupless underbra that framed her breasts but left them completely open to the air and the plumber's lustful gaze.



"Oh yes, that's much better," he agreed. He stood and started pulling at his belt buckle, dropping his trousers and letting his manhood bounce free.

"You have a strong, handsome penis," she said with a smile, returning his compliment from earlier.

"Thanks," he grinned as he stripped off his shirt and pushed his crumpled pile of clothes aside. Now that he was naked the Preity could see he was surprisingly lean, not your average plumber. Her eyes glanced over his muscles as he sat back down, not wanting to make it socially awkward by letting him see that she was enjoying the view.

Her pussy had been getting wetter and she shifted with a little embarassed cough, not understanding why she was so aroused. Seeing the plumber begin stroking his shaft again, she realized she was the only one in the room not masturbating and moved her hand between her legs. With her arousal and the inherent coolness of the air her nipples stood out like beacons, and she wondered if that meant it was going to rain or something.



"Your nipples look cold," the plumber said and spread his legs wider. "Why don't you come warm them up?"

"Thanks, that's really nice of you," she said cheerfully and knelt down between his legs. "They are kinda chilly." She laid the shaft of his cock into her cleavage and pressed her nipples into his groin. "I hope you don't mind if I rub them a little to warm up."

"Not at all," he replied as she gently leaned back and forth, pressing her breasts together with both hands as she warmed her nipples and simultaneously jacked him off with her tits. She rubbed her legs together in an attempt to quell the dampness that had started to slowly seep down her inner thighs.



"What is wrong with me?" she thought. "I never get horny like this in the middle of the day."

The plumber saw her struggle and cupped her breasts, caressing them as she pressed against him. She smiled in thanks, spreading her knees wide and moving her now-free hands to ease the tension in her pussy. He focused on his breathing, trying to keep his dick from creaming too soon. She focused on keeping a straight face in front of him as her fingers built towards a climax. "I've never had an orgasm during a conversation with a stranger before! I've got to think about something else," she thought without slowing down.



"What about this weather we've been having?" she finally managed to say breathlessly. "Think it will rain?"

"The rain always seem to come in spurts, donen't it?" the plumber retorted, feeling his balls threatening to explode.

"That's," she said, trying to make polite conversation and quell her orgasm while her fingers furiously rubbed her clit, "true."

"It is really damp, though, especially in here," he teased, looking between her legs at the soaked, engorged pussy lips she was fingering. 



"Oh God Yes!" she exclaimed, immediately regretting the force of her statement and hoped he wouldn't pick up on how aroused she was. She followed up with, "I was just thinking the same thing," but it was too late. Hearing herself say the orgasmic words was too much and her face turned beet red. She let out a deep breath slowly, with an audible wheeze at the back of her throat as she tried to hide one of the most powerful orgasms she had ever felt. 

She looked sheepishly up at him, hoping he hadn't noticed and inadvertently sending him over the edge of his own orgasm. His throbbing member spurted cum up onto her face and back across his abs. She looked surprised at the sudden eruption, but was also relieved that she wasn't the only one to have an orgasm.

As he subsided she noticed the mess, said, "Oops, looks like you spilled a little there. Let me get something to clean it up."



The plumber put a hand on her shoulder to delay her standing up. "Well, you know, it's mostly protein," he said, his tone becoming more direct while still maintaining his grinning smile. "Lap it up like a good little bitch. I don't want to see any of it go to waste."

"Ok," she said cheerfully, and thought, "I do hate to let things go to waste. And my husband's always saying I should eat a bigger breakfast." Using her tongue she cleaned off his ballsack and softening cock, which started growing again as she ministered to it. She licked up his abs almost to his pects, doing her best impression of a dog and leaving long streaks of saliva as she eagerly cleaned off his body.