Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

But it was all to culminate one morning just before lunch time; his dad was at work so there was only the two of us. I had been up for a while, I had bathed, and dressed in a short skirt, a loose fitting blouse, I was wearing a pair of three inch sandals, no stockings of course, a pair of snug tiny panties, and a front fastening bra, nothing spectacular. But having checked myself in the mirror I looked good as usual. My hair was down and brushed and I was sat in the kitchen at the table have a hot drink.

I heard Bobby moving about so I put the kettle on to make him one. Looking back at what happened, I have to say to myself that I must have been feeling at least a bit horny, because of the way he just captured me after a minimal flight and fight for my honour.



I was at the counter when he came in; I had my back to him.

"Good morning Bobby," I said over my shoulder, "how you feeling this glorious day sweetie?" I asked.

"Hey Trisha, I'm feeling good thanks," he came up behind me, nothing unusual in that, put his arms around me and kissed my neck. I did shudder, I hadn't expected that really, he normally didn't do that.

"Mmmm," I mumbled. Not realising this gave him the reason I think to do more. He slightly bit me, now I do love a bit of necking, but I said, rather loudly.

"Bobby what do you think you are up to?"



"Just kissing you Trisha," he answered me, and squeezed me in his arms. I pulled away a little, slightly alarmed but not overly worried at all. But I didn't have a lot of ways to go, I was up against the counter in the corner, and he was right behind me.

Then I felt his erection, the feeling of it pressed into my ass took my mind of what he was doing to my neck, kissing and nibbling my receptive flesh. I bent forward but this just pressed my ass into him a bit more, standing straighter, he slavered on my neck. I jumped away suddenly.

"Stop this right now Bobby," I said facing him, "what the hell do you think you are up to?" I demanded.

"Just loving you Trisha, that's all," he told me and pulled me to him again, this time he got my neck again, and his cock got my pussy. I had my hands on his shoulders trying to push him away. I wasn't seriously worried just yet, I even giggled at him. He was only in a pair of boxer type shorts and his slim wiry but powerful body was well on view.

Bobby kissed my neck just the way I like it being kissed, but it was my step son not my husband doing it to me.



"Bobby," I said, "behave yourself you silly boy." That's when he punched his cock into my pussy. Then I saw that glint in his eyes as I was looking straight into them

I understood immediately and knew exactly what I was looking at. I was looking at danger, it was looking at me, and I was in it, It was me who was in danger, a lot of danger. I hadn't seen that look since my teens, but I saw it now. A boyfriend had had it, and he knew how to use it. He had seduced me with it. I didn't know anything then about dangerous boys, and bad boys!

That look in that boys eyes that night made me shudder cringe, and sort of collapse inside. He was bad bad bad, and he got me. And now I was looking at it again and I was so fearful of it, be cause my memory went right back to that fateful moment. Bobby seemed to be looking right into me, right inside my head, he gave me a small smile and kissed me.

I managed to push him away, I was almost out of breath, I stepped from him, he reclosed the gap, got me in his grip again, the look in his eyes triggered my mind to what trouble I was in. Another kiss landed, his cock bumped my pussy once more.



"Bobby, stop this right now," I said, it was more of a plea than an outright demand.

I got away and headed out of the kitchen backwards, I daren't turn away from him, I had to keep him in view. I ended up in our dining room backing around the table; he got me again near the door. I tried to hold him off but his superior strength was greater than I could contend with. Again his cock made contact with me, and right on the button! The look in his eyes was growing in intensity.

I headed backwards from him once more, telling him all the way that he would be in trouble if he didn't stop this and right now. But it was I who was in trouble. I couldn't tear my eyes from his and the utter danger that was lurking there in them. He was staring at me in such a knowing way, although he couldn't possibly have known the effect he was having, could he, could he?

I still don't know why I hadn't made a run for the upstairs bathroom; it was the only room in the house that could be locked, except for the outer doors. I guess that in my muddled fuddled and troubled mind I just never thought of it. I was backing into our sitting room without knowing it. The room is quite large and the sofa and chairs are placed more or less in the middle, not near any walls.

His hands were touching me, my shoulders, my arms, then he dived at me, got me and kissed me again but this time on the cheek, but his cock hit home once more!

I was in mortal fear and I couldn't stop, because I didn't know I was going to do it, the giggle of paranoia or fear that left my lips. Bobby smiled at me again; the glint was steel hard now, uncompromising, unbending. I backed around the sofa trying to think of a way out of this dreadful predicament I was in. I already knew I wouldn't be telling Ramana, how could I, it would devastate him if he knew his wife was being pursued and was about to be got by his son!



I got to the end of the sofa and prepared to make a dash for it, Bobby saw what I was about to do, as I made my first move, he put his hand on the back of it and hopped over. I was in his arms again in a flash, he turned me and I was down on the sofa on my back. I struggled to get free; he just smiled and fixed me with that look.

Soon he was arranged around me, I was trapped, my right arm was under him, his left arm was around me and his left hand holding my left wrist. But the most telling thing was, and I never knew it at the time, his right knee was already on my pussy and his foot was under my left leg.

My attempts at freedom were a waste of time but I still tried. Bobby just kept smiling at me, and then he kissed me again. I turned away but it never had any affect, he kissed my neck, I turned again, he kissed my mouth and held it there, I was mumbling as he did this.

"Trisha, there is no point in trying to resist, you already know you can't." He told me with much authority.



"Get off me Bobby, stop it, I'll tell your dad about this I swear." I told him gruffly, still wriggling under him.