Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Sorry, I digress. After Soma raju trapped me in the toilet and he pulled my juicy teat until I squealed with outrage, (mainly outrage at myself for the hot wetness of my pussy at the thought of him forcing me to the floor and feasting on my tits till I came) I had tried to avoid him, because deep down I knew I would cum in seconds if he feasted on my tits. Wanted him on me, sucking me and fucking me. I wanted him to mount me and arse fuck me, and cum on my face as I begged for more. I wanted to kneel before him and call him Master. But he also disgusted me. I was really confused.



I was getting desperate the night Chandu made me make the promise. As usual, when Chandu pulled me into the porch of his house and got his prick out I needed no second bidding. When he ordered me down onto my knees to play with his cock I was in heaven. I knew what to do. It was a lovely evening but I was hungry and desperate. Soon my fingers were deep in his ass, probing him as I sucked and moaned.

Every time I lifted my head from that fucking prick I begged Chandu to play with my tits, to really pull and twist and lick and chew... I told him I'd do anything.

I still remember my lust, his smooth glans sliding into my throat smelling of man, his shiny circumcised glans, the long smooth shaft. I stroked and licked and adored him, took him down as far as I could. It was beautiful, feeling it swell in my mouth, and I sucked and rubbed and tickled him for ages, working him with my mouth and hands.



'Suck harder, baby,' he said in that hard voice of his, 'on your knees for your master...if you work for it you can have what you want'

Obediently, like a good girl, I sucked and licked and wanked his lovely shaft, rubbing and playing with that bouncing cock, hungrily working to bring him off. I sucked him off with all the skill I had, wetting the whole shaft with my mouth, suckling on his balls, teasing the base of his glans with my tongue, begging, begging, begging permission to swallow.

'Oh Chandu please cum in my mouth...'

'You want that?'

'Oh yes...'

'I think you want to suck off my Dad. He'd love this...oh yeah, suck that baby..., work that cock...that's it, put your fingers in my ass, play with me properly... you'd like to suck my dad's cock, wouldn't you baby...?'

I shuddered and ached for his cock, 'Mmmh mmh ,'I said, his knob head too deep n my throat for speech, as I deep throated him like his little bitch.

'Finger my ass, baby... yeah that's right, right in my ass - keep my cock right in the back of your throat - oh Yeah, yeah that's good, work me slut, that's it, deep in your throat, deep in my ass, oh he's going to love this... you're going to love my Dad's cock in you...'

After that he kept talking to me about sucking his Dad's cock. We both got off on it. He ordered me to suck on his balls as I fingered him, to tease his slit with my tongue, to play and gobble and feast and dribble and how not to gag as he forced his prick right into my hungry throat, and sometimes, if I had worked really hard, he chewed and sucked my tits for me and I thanked him in the way he loved best. He loved me rimming his pucker and probing his ass with my tongue as I rubbed his long shaft. I could fuck his ass with my tongue and bring him off, and get back to his fat glans in time to take his whole load in my throat. And all the time I begged for his father.



He loved giving orders, and talking about his Dad, how he wanted to watch his Dad fucking me. I could tell from the straining and shuddering how much he loved that. He made me suck and play for ages, ordering me on, and off, telling me how he wanted to watch me being fucked, and as I begged and promised to do anything I could feel him building up, feel his balls starting to contract, his shaft swelling... I was ready, oh God I was ready...

Sometimes he pushed himself out of my subservient throat and spurted on my tits.

Then he'd let me suckle him clean, feeding on him, licking and suckling every drop off him.

Sometimes he spanked me afterwards, just lightly till he got hard again, spanked me and fingered me. I still remember the feel of his fingers touching, spreading my pussy lips, which were wet with my lust by then. I still remember them in me, spreading me, and then as his cock swelled a second time this time I had longer, oh so much longer, to suck play with it. I remember how he shuddered as I ran the tip of my tongue in the little slit on the end of his glans. He squatted over me and had me lick his crack, over and over, for ages, pressing my tongue into his ass as I caressed his long slippery prick, rubbing and playing and tonguing him like a slave, and he moaned and called me his Dad's slut, and told me how his Dad talked about my tits, all the time, how he wanted to fuck me as his dad sucked and roughed my teats, how he couldn't wait.



I suppose I should have guessed that Chandu was working up to something. When you swallow all that cum, night after night, and your boyfriend shows no interest in doing the same for you then maybe you should wonder where things are going. I think, to be honest, it was so hot I didn't care. I mean, I should insist on regular fucking just to keep me, you know, in full working order - but you have to remember that at this point, even though I was sucking Chandu off like a porn star, I was still a virgin. Technically, anyway. There was the candle. The prick shaped candle. A girl has to practice. I loved to play with myself whilst I fucked myself with the candle. But I particularly loved getting on my hands and knees and putting it in my arse whilst I caressed my fat, frustrated clit. I was going to say frustrated little clit, but it really wasn't little. I hadn't seen any other clits, apart from on porn but frankly I though mine seemed enormous. I went on Literotica once and chatted to a guy about my clit. He promised to check it out for me, and then I lost his contact. It's still my fantasy that some guy from Literotica will meet me somewhere and just explore my pussy. Completely anonymously. In a toilet somewhere. Not even look at me, just lick my clit. Oh of course I could suck his prick, of course, licking and gobbling and rubbing and playing... Till he came, roaring. I'd love that.



For the next couple of weeks, Chandu got his cock out whenever he could. As soon as we were alone his cock was out. I'd beg him to suck my tits, to pinch and rough up my nipples, to chew and gobble on me and tweak those long juicy teats, but he kept saying you'll have to work harder, baby, Soma raju is waiting...

He loved fucking my face. He'd hold my head steady and thrust right in, long delicious throat thrusts, as I learned to hold back my gag reflex and accept him, right down, swallowing on his shaft and massaging his ring. It made me think of sword swallowers, and I loved feeling the velvet head of his cock pushing against the soft tissues of my throat. I loved it as he groaned and swore and slid right down, down past my gag reflex into the warm velvet of my throat, so I had to time my breathing, 'oh yeah, swallow my cock, you love that don't you, you little whore, you want Soma raju's cock don't you...?'



Soon he started adding further instructions. 'Tell me what you'd do with Soma raju? Would you suck his balls whilst I fuck your arse? Would you like my father's cock in your throat, baby? Oh, baby I'd love to see his fat cock in your wet pussy whilst you feast on my dick,'

And because I was so horny, and my clit was so swollen, I agreed with it all, 'oh please Chandu, please give me Soma raju's cock and I'll do all the things you want...'

When he finally agreed to fuck me it was on the condition that he filmed it for his Dad. I was past caring by then. I didn't even have to see his dad, I could get off on the thought of his cock. The idea of him watching as Chandu took my cherry was exciting, thrilling, wicked. I masturbated moaning for him all the time.



Chandu set up the camcorder like a pro in his bedroom. I was stripped, my tits trussed with rope the way he liked them so that they stuck out, pert and trapped. He had me talking to the camera, begging for Soma raju's cock, telling him how I thought of him as I sucked and gobbled on his son, then he clamped my aching nipples and ordered me to start feeding.

I was aching with lust by the time his hot wet cock was ready to me.

He spread me, then and there, and his thick hot cock pushed his masterly way in, pushing relentlessly as I struggled, ending my virginity with whole long thickness, splitting my pussy on his shaft as I begged for it, forcing his way through the soft tissues and into me, spreading me open like a warm dessert and sinking his shaft deep into my virgin pussy. I felt his cock come all the way, deep inside as my virgin tissues eased apart and gripped him like a glove.



I still remember the feeling as his cockhead nosed its way into port, slowly, pushing, pressing, forcing, as he grunted and muttered, 'oh baby, what a ripe little cunt, oh yeah that's nice...is that nice? Do you like that?' He was up against my cervix, nudging it, stretching me.

'He yes, I love that...'

'You want my father's cock...'

'Oh yes, oh please master, oh Soma raju please...'

I whimpered as drew back and then he drove me, in he went, long and hard, fat and hot, stretching me, making way where nobody had gone before. Oh God the thrusts were magnificent, and I begged and whimpered for Soma raju.

'Fuck me Soma raju, I need your cock master, I need you in my muff, on my teats, in my ass...'



Oh yeah,' moaned, 'oh you're so tight and wet, baby' and I felt warm juices coming from me at the thought of Soma raju in my muff, on my teats, impaling me on his cock.

He started to thrust, slowly. 'Look at the camera, baby. Beg for Daddy...'