Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Behind me Bobby," I told him. He was there before I was! He prodded me slowly, I leaned back to help him get in. I was unknowingly about to get that battering I mentioned.

He jammed it all the way in, if there is one way to get all of a mans cock in you it's this. It was just so deliciously deep I had to hang my head in respectful pleasure. He had me by the high hips. I had buried my hands tight in the sheets to hold on whilst digging me elbows in too. And I slightly angled my knees to keep me in place. You see I told you I was a whore in bed!



Bobby began with fantastic long slow thrusts, but he was building up and unstoppable head of steam. His prick began to thud home with such regularity and painful constant hits. This I knew was going to be what most women crave for when she is as aroused as I was. I wanted desperately needing to be fucked out of my head. And Bobby was the man/boy who was going to do it for me.

I practically forgot about him behind me, all I knew was his prick as it murdered my insides, he decimated me, I was cumming from all sides, all angles. The pain as he thumped home into my cervix was almost more than I could bear. But I didn't have the strength, the resolve or wherewithal to stop him. I knew I was where I wanted and had to be, no matter what the end result was going to be. I was below my monumental young lover, who had obviously more power in his cock than I had in my entire body.



Bobby fucked me for so long and so hard I lost track of not only time, but it seemed life itself. Looking back I must have thought too, that this has to be a one off. No one can repeat this destruction of a woman as sexually as this ever again. And I think I was right, not because he didn't or couldn't repeat it, in fact he did, many times. But the first time for such an event was just that, the first time. The first gift of that kind of love and loving would always be for ever more the first, the second, third and on and on came after.

When Bobby finally blew his spunk into me I was finished, I had nothing to give now, nothing to offer. He had taken me completely, beaten me, used me, hurt me, and destroyed me wonderfully. I would never be the same woman ever again, no, I was a better woman because of that thrashing I took that very morning. I would cherish it for ever and ever.



We slept, I don't even remember him stopping driving into me. I just woke up next to him. I didn't know where I was for a time, I was dizzy. Bobby stirred I had my arm around him and my legs was under his, we were in a tangle of arms and legs. I managed to slip out, as I stood I nearly fell down, my legs and body were so weak.

I staggered to the bathroom and turned on the shower and got under the hot water, it felt so good. When I finished I went to his bedroom, I needed to rest. I had just been run over by a human train, I was a complete and utter wreck. I have never ever in my life, felt so good! I was wakened sometime after by him getting into bed with me. He smelled lovely, obviously he'd just been in the shower too.



I took a chance then.

"You wanna fuck some more big boy, or have you had enough?" I laughed.

"I'm up for it if you are Trisha," he said, and I knew he was because I could feel him sticking into my ass. I looked at the clock, it was three in the afternoon.

"I would love to," I told him. 'Like hell,' I said under my breath. "I have to get ready Bobby; me and your dad are out early tonight, we're off to see some friends." I kissed him softly.

I could see the disappointment in his face, but to be quite honest I have never met my match like this before, he was phenomenal. But I knew I couldn't go again, I was still reeling from my treatment at his hands, or should I say his cock?

"Tomorrow baby?" I said, a little reluctance in my voice, I didn't want him to feel rejected in any way.

Bobby slapped my backside playfully, smiled and said, "Yep okay Trisha, we have all the time in the world don't we?"



I turned to him then, "yes we do sweet babe, yes we do." I reached around him and felt for his ass, I fingered and rubbed him right in his little shit hole.

"You keep that up lady," he said giggling, "and I'm going to have to take action on you and get my own back."

"Ooooh promises promises," I answered as I fiddled a bit more.

"I'm warning you Trisha," he laughed.

"I guess I'll have to wait until tomorrow then won't I?" I said, "We don't have time right now, sorry honey."

I had set the scene, now it was up to him, I kissed him passionately, loved him a bit more then jumped out of his bed.

"I need to get ready darling," I told him. I nodded to my bedroom, " I'll be waiting for you and it, in there tomorrow," and licked my lips while looking at his cock.

He smiled softly, "and I'll be in there too Trisha," and he pointed at my ass as I turned away.

"Already looking forward to it baby, be ready yea?" I said over my shoulder as I went to my room.



Now I was already looking forward with utter fear and desperate longing to get that steel rod of flesh up mu poop chute. This was definitely the whore in me breaking out. But as it happened I would have to wait, today was Thursday and unknown to me Ramana had decided to take Friday off. And while I was kind of disappointed having to wait, it gave the rest of me time to get over that fabulously horrendous fucking I had been subjected to by Bobby.

Ramana and I made love on the Saturday night, he had been having it rough at work lately, but he was up for it and we had a great time. I let him know I loved him, and I put him through his paces. And we both went to sleep happy and contented. There was no comparison to him and his son. But while Bobby had what it takes to reduce a woman to shag pile, Ramana was my gentle lover. I was beginning to realise that it was possible to love two men at once but completely differently.



We all had a good weekend; Bobby came and went as he usually does. He never put a foot wrong or spoke in the wrong way, he was absolutely great, and I was feeling safer and safer in my role as wife to my husband, and willing lover to his son.

On the Monday morning I woke with excitement in me, I was tingling and shivering with it. I saw Ramana off as usual. He did ask me if I was okay, because I was giddy somehow.

I answered him by saying, "Oh it's just a woman thing, you understand?"

"Tell me about it," he said, kissed me and went.

I went upstairs to put on something special for Bobby, I had told myself I wasn't going to do this, but as far as I was concerned this was going to be a very special day, I was hoping so anyway.



I selected pair of matching stockings, garter belt complete with bra, and the tops, a pair od sexy and very lacy French Cami knickers. I knew how good I looked as soon as I saw myself. Irresistible was my opinion. I posed for myself, decided on the best one and went to Bobby's room, I knocked, stuck my head around the door and shouted, "come on sleepy head, it's time okay?"

I went back and waited in my selected pose, one knee raised, head slightly down, eyes up. One arm across my waist, the other hooked above my head. He came in and stopped dead! Awe struck is the term I would have used had I been asked. He headed straight for me, I skipped back to the bed, jumped on, got in the middle, head down, facing away, ass up and ready.



"Come on Bobby, hurry, you know what we both want, be quick baby." I told him. His prick had come into the room before he did, it was stood straight out and ready for work. I wiggled my ass, moment of truth! I hoped. He got behind me, I don't know who was more excited, him or me. I know I was the most worried, he wasn't going to have a thick stiff hard column of flesh rammed up his back passage was he?