Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"I can't believe it either Trisha, but it was great that wasn't it? I loved it and I love you too." Then he smiled at me and that look appeared in his eyes again. I got the message, unsaid though it was.

"Yes baby, it was fantastic, but it could lead to big trouble darling. We, you shouldn't have done this babe, you know that don't you?" I whispered to him.

"Well I suppose you are right," he said, "but it's done now, and if I may say so, its going to be done again, and let me tell you, very shortly, okay?"

I had to laugh, that was a real statement of intent if ever there was one.

"Bobby, I don't think we should honey, hmmm?" If I could have said anything more wrong than that, I would like to hear it.

"Then we'll stay right here like we are until you say the opposite," he told me, "because I'm not going any where, and neither are you!"



I got that look again and it made me wince because I knew I couldn't fight it, I withered before it. Then he took the lead, he said.

"Do you want to stay here or go up to bed where I can get at you properly, and, if you think about it, you can get at me properly too?"

"Bobby please?" I said.

"There isn't any please Trisha, its one or the other, make your mind up."

I knew that any fight would be overcome by him, I pretended to think for a minute, just to try and make him believe that I had a say any way.

"I guess upstairs would be more comfy wouldn't it?" I gave way. His cock fell out with a plop, he stood, bent and picked me up, I had to giggle. I was about to be carried of by my superior, aggressive, and dominant male. But it didn't end like that, I was unceremoniously tossed over his shoulder and off he marched with his conquest!

Somehow my clothes disappeared altogether, I was now as naked as Bobby was. I as looking up into those deep grey eyes of his and I was held by them as a rabbit in headlights. These were eyes I had not seen before, had I never looked, had he just aquired the skill to do what he was? How did he know, that was the question I repeated over and over in my head. Then I was being kissed, and I was responding.



"Bobby baby, we have to talk about this honey, I just don't know where I am with it?" His answer was to deep gaze me once more then squeeze one nipple, and to suck the other into his hot mouth, my mind and body went haywire.

"We are not going anywhere Trisha, we are here, and personally this is where I want to be, and where I want to stay."

"But what about your dad Bobby, what about us?" I moaned through clenched teeth as my nipples were ravaged.

"Well I'm not going to say anything, I know you won't, so unless we advertise it in the papers, who is going to tell him, hmmm?"



The logic in that argument was hard to negotiate.

It was moments later that I realised I had his cock in my hands and he was kissing me again, it dawned on me then that I wasn't going anywhere, and I wasn't stopping this, I couldn't, and now I knew I wouldn't. If Bobby wanted me, my body, my love, consented or not, he could have it, and indeed he already had it. As long as I kept getting those magical eyes to look into and I now knew, his magnificent cock in me whenever I could and whenever decided it.

I rolled him onto his back; I wanted to get over him, to give me some semblance of control, even though I guess he knew it was a sham really. I cocked my leg over his, grasped his cock and gently worked it up and down. It did feel so good, and as I peered into those dreamy grey suspense filled eyes I trembled like a leaf in a gale inside of me.

"Bobby," I said, "I am completely blown away by all of this, I never looked for it, I never thought of it, and I certainly never expected it either. What made you do it, what made you go for me, did you know something I didn't?"

"I just believed that you needed or were ready for this," he said, "be it me or someone else. I really wasn't sure until I saw that look in your eyes in the kitchen."

"What look?" This mystified me.

"The one that said to, oh wow, that was good."

"What look was that?" I asked, again I was stumped.

"When I did this," he said, and pinched a nipple. My body took on an electric pulse from his fingers. I gasped for the trillionth time.

"That's it Trisha, that one." He told me with utter confidence. Now I knew, I had given him the green light to go for me, and oh how he has succeeded hasn't he? I thought. My grip on his prick tightened. 'Well,' I thought, 'let's see what he has to say about this then!'



I dove down and gobbled his young thick taser like cock into my mouth, engulfed him, swallowed him, took him whole, all of it. I can deep throat with the best of them! I took the battle to him, I felt him growing back to full hardness again, the head was past my tonsils as I attacked him with all I had. My hand curled around his balls and sweetly caressed them; I poked a finger at his ass, which made him squirm!

I was in full sexual mode now, he had wanted me, he had seduced me, and he had got me. Well let's see him handle a real woman, one who knows what she wants, needs and demands. I knew I could be a real wanton hussy, and even a whore in my bed, Bobby was about to find out what he had uncovered. What his sexy good looking step mom was really like between the sheets, although I hadn't performed like this for a lot of years. I was hoping he could handle it, I wasn't to be disappointed.



I went up and down his shaft, I was learning the feel of it in my mouth, the texture, the smell and I liked what I was learning. This was a bloody good cock, young, vital, hard, knowing and full of lovely spunk and I wanted what was in there. I aimed at making him cum as soon as possible. I damn near sucked it right off his body. The first inkling I had that I was winning the battle was when his hands went into my hair, then grasped my head.

There is not much more about the sexual deeds I like more than this. The feel of pubic hair tickling my nose and lips, the man smell, the smell and taste of his cum mingled with mine is a fabulous thing. The very power of a woman making her man know he is under her control totally, you show me a man who doesn't become passive when he's got this happening and I'll show you a man who doesn't love it.

Bobby was holding me on him, in his mind all he wanted was for his prick to be all the way in when he shot. He didn't know he had to keep me on him; I wasn't going any where until yours truly got the cream. I was the cat! Bobby never knew it but he was in with someone who could, did and would hold her own. Soon his hips were jerking about, then he was bending on the bed, grunting, moaning, 'here he come!' I thought happily, then that first sudden spurt and I know enough about cock sucking how it affects a man, especially a young one like this.



The hot slightly surprising feel of cum on tonsils, mine! Then the alluring feel of cum filling my mouth, I got a load down then accepted more as he dumped it. Then he relaxed before the next one, I took it all down. I kept sucking even though he had nothing leftm in his balls. The sublime feel of cock in my mouth even if it was deflating now is one of life's wonders as far as I'm concerned, and I was already looking forward to the next time.

I lay there quietly with him still being massaged by my tongue, his grip on my head was no more, but his hands were still there. I felt his body shudder with after cum and after shock, just like a mini earthquake. Licking my lips I slowly slid up him to lie there, head on shoulder, arm and leg over him. He was so still, his breathing was still a bit laboured but I expected that. There was no way on earth he had ever experienced anything like he had just been through, not in his life time.

Now he was all lovey dovey, he held me like I was the most precious thing in his life. I didn't know he would wait until he had recovered properly, which wouldn't be until tomorrow. Then I was going to get a battering to end all batterings. If I had known what was going to happen I would have left home! But to be fair, I would have hated to have missed it.



We had to get a move on, his dad would be home in am hour or so, and I had dinner to get ready. We staggered out of bed and went our separate ways of a kind, we kept meeting and shared many passionate kisses and clinches, and a lot of mutual feeling.

Being busy getting our evening meal ready occupied my mind so I didn't dwell too much on the days events although they were never far from my mind. When he came home I took a deep breath and greeted him like I always do with a loving hug and a kiss. I actually surprised myself by being as calm as I was about what had happened today. I was really glad because to behave in any other way I'm sure would have raised some suspicions about something or other, or he would have wondered what was wrong with me.

Thankfully that night when we went to bed he didn't want to make love, it wasn't that I didn't want to or would have refused him, I wouldn't. And I certainly wasn't reserving myself for Bobby. But my thoughts turned to the up coming morning before I drifted off to a deep slumber. Bobby was going to be in for a shock in the coming days or weeks. He thinks he knows me? Well he doesn't, not really.



Yes he had forcefully and very successfully seduced me, I had submitted to it utterly and surrendered my honour completely. I now had a lover other than my husband, and that lover was his son! In the morning I knew he would be after round two. His ability to pin me with those deep grey eyes would always be something for me to try and contend with, I knew that. But the worm would turn I can assure you, he didn't know it, but he had bitten off more than he could chew.