Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

On the other hand, she regarded her own step son, Sunny, not only as flesh and blood, but a gentleman -- not making passes at every young woman that he saw. He was a good looking guy, and as his mother, she knew he was well hung.

One Friday afternoon, Jyothika, who usually drank very little, was down in the dumps, mulling over her married life. She was sipping a single malt 12-year old scotch on the rocks, and the more she drank, the more melancholy she felt. It was Friday, and she knew that her husband would be working late at the bank.



She sat there in her living room, looking around the house, wondering why everything seemed so unreal to her. Everything took on an air of surreal fantasy, her beautiful home, her beautiful clothes, her family. It all seemed superficial. Through her scotch fog, she hoped that a fairy godmother would appear and grant her not three wishes, but only one wish -- a good stiff cock.

At a few minutes past three, she heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. She looked out the picture window and smiled as Sunny was walking into the house. Sunny was your typical horny college student,  who devoted his time to homework and masturbation. She was getting excited, and hoped maybe he might be the answer to her salacious prayer.

She was wearing a thin house dress that buttoned down the front. She usually didn't wear a bra at home. She knew her eyes were watery because she had so much to drink. You could say she felt a pressing feminine need as well.



Sunny innocently entered the house and smiled at his mother.

"Hi, Mom," he said.

"How's it going, Sunny?" Her spirits lifted. Her pussy began leaking.

"Oh ... can't complain," he said. "It looks like you've been crying."

"I guess I have. A little."

"What's the problem?" he asked, sitting down at the far end of the sofa.

"Just feeling a little down, I guess."

"About what?"

"I really don't want to talk about it." She was ready to make her move. "I'd like to talk about YOU, though. You're becoming a fine young man." Her nipples were beginning to stiffen.

She brought the glass to her lips, polishing off the contents.

The longer she focused on Sunny, the more her nipples tingled. To a starving man, God appears as a loaf of bread.

She decided that, even though it was unusual, she ought to offer her step son a drink.



"How about joining me for a scotch on the rocks?" she smiled, leaning over and stroking Sunny's arm.

"It looks like you've already had quite a bit to drink, Mom."

"Fine, then one more can't hurt all that much, can it?"

"I don't know. I guess that all depends."

"On what?"

"On how far you're gone. You look depressed."

"I was feeling down, but I'm feeling a lot better now that you're here." She sounded more like a recruiter than motherly.

"That's good."

"I'll get the drinks."

As Jyothika eased her ass up off from the sofa, she kicked off her shoes and zig-zagged barefooted into the kitchen.

She knew that she looked seductive in her yellow housedress. It was a bit small for her in the butt. Her wide hips wiggled nicely as she walked, and she realized that she was putting on a little show for Sunny.



It made Jyothika feel uncomfortable to realize that she was thinking of Sunny more as a potential 'mark' than as her step-son. She quickly returned with the scotch, handing him a glass.

"Do you ever drink?" she asked.

"Every now and then," he said. "At frat parties."

"Tell me about these parties. Are the girls nice? Are they sexy? "

"There isn't a whole lot to tell," he shrugged. "I don't drink as much as some of the other guys."

"You're probably better off that you don't." She wished he'd talk more about the girls at the frat parties.

"Yeah. I'm a social drinker," he acknowledged.

Sunny began feeling a bit uncomfortable about his mother leering at him. She had beautiful, intense blue eyes; he was becoming uncomfortable by her appraising him.

He quickly finished his drink and placed his empty glass on the coffee table. His mother moved closer to him on the sofa.



As she was using her long tongue to lick her full lips, Sunny swallowed hard. If he didn't know his mother as well as he did, he would have sworn that she was coming on to him. Cocksucker kept coming to mind, and he had to struggle mentally to stay focused.

He recalled one occasion when this had happened just a few weeks earlier. A mother of one of his girlfriends had attempted to make herself available to him, her legs were spread open enough to see she wasn't wearing panties. His date had come unexpectedly back into the room, causing Sunny to hide his erection. The mother got up and went into the kitchen.