Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Rambabu was fifty years old but as he sat in the peace and quiet of the reference library gazing at the librarian he felt as though he was only twenty five. He watched her moving elegantly between the reception desk and the book shelves. Until recently he had never really taken much notice of librarian, especially she was dressed in a sari. 




He knew her name was Priya Anand. His friend Rao had told him her name a few months ago when he had asked Rambabu to visit the library and check out the librarian. When Rao had asked why Rambabu just explained that he had met an  lady 'on line' and wanted to confirm that it was her working in the library. Rambabu had not really thought much about his friend's request and just assumed that Rao was up to his usual tRamus of trying to seduce another woman.

He remembered the feeling of surprise when he had first visited the library and saw Priya. She was wearing a blue sari and looked to him like a typical librarian although maybe younger than usual. The easy part for Rambabu was that she was wearing a badge with her name on it. He had reported back to Rao and he could tell that Rao was excited to know that it was her.

Earlier that morning, just before today's visit to the library, Rambabu's curiosity got the better of him when Rao had asked him to go and check what colour sari Priya was wearing and, more specifically, try to assess if she was wearing any underwear.



He looked at his friend and said, "OK, what the fuck is going on?"

Rao glanced back, grinned a mischievous smile, and said, "I have been chatting to Priya 'on line' for nearly a year now and if, when you visit the library today, you report back that she is wearing a red sari and you suspect she is at least bra-less if not completely naked underneath, then we should be having some fun with her later on."

"We?" asked Rambabu. "Oh yes," Rao continued, "you me and the others!"

Back in the library Rambabu was pretending to be researching something on one of the library's computers taking every opportunity to check out Priya as she moved around. He was amazed that he had not really appreciated her before. Her face was quite plain but her large dark eyes and full lips made her look very exotic. A red spot on her forehead added to her exotic appearance.

He watched the way in which the fine red silk of her sari clung to body. He guessed that she was actually younger than he had originally thought; maybe late twenties early thirties. She looked to be quite slim with a nicely rounded feminine bum and quite large breasts. When she walked he noticed how elegant she looked, back straight, taking short feminine steps. He also noticed the gentle swaying of her breasts as she moved and quickly concluded that she was indeed not wearing a bra. At one stage he caught a view of her rear. She was leaning forward to reach something from behind her desk. As she leaned forward the fine silk of her sari stretched over the rounded curve of her buttocks. His eyes roamed over the lovely curves of her backside and he decided that she was either wearing a small thong or no panties at all.



Rambabu had already logged on to  messenger and, having made his conclusion regarding Priya's underwear, or lack of it, he quickly typed his report back to Rao.

He sensed immediately that Rao was excited by this news and watched the screen as Rao replied to him, "Great news. Stay there until closing time. The others will arrive soon and I will get there as Priya prepares to close up."

Rambabu was getting more and more curious as to what his friend Rao had in mind and sent a reply saying, "and then what?"

There was a delay and then Rambabu saw a message which said 'sending file'.

Rambabu watched the file loading and when complete he opened it.

He quickly closed the screen and looked around to make sure that nobody could see. He felt a little embarrassed that Rao had sent him what looked like a porno picture.

When he was sure that his screen could not be seen he opened the image again.

He looked at the naked woman in the picture. It looked like it had been taken via a web cam. Her breasts looked full and firm with large stiff nipples but his eyes were drawn between her open thighs where her perfectly manicured fingers were holding her pussy wide open. The wet and delicate pink flesh seemed to contrast perfectly with the dark olive like skin of her thighs. He felt himself getting an erection and then suddenly the realisation struck him. It was Priya. He moved his gaze up to the woman's face. There was no mistake she was even still wearing the glasses. He found it almost impossible to imagine but there was no doubt. It was definitely her.



He felt lost for words and then Rao sent another message saying, "tonight she will be ours. Now log off and wait for us to arrive.

It was now mid afternoon and, other than Rambabu, the library was empty. Priya sat behind her desk and started to daydream. She had felt very self conscious all day; even more than usual, but there was a very good reason for that. She felt that Rao really understood her and had been amazed by many of the things he had somehow persuaded to do during the past months. The very latest, which he had challenged her with the previous evening, was to persuade her to go to work without wearing any underwear; something that would have horrified her until recently. His reasoning for this was to try and convince her that contrary to her belief, she was a sexy woman and male visitors to the library would almost certainly take notice. Priya was not convinced that anyone would notice her but she was surprised at how excited it made her feel that morning when she decided to accept the challenge.



As was quite often the case her husband was away on business leaving her alone in the house. That morning, she felt like a naughty young girl getting up to mischief as she selected her favourite red sari with matching sari blouse and petticoat. She stood naked in front of her full length mirror before picking up the red silk petticoat and stepping into it. The silk felt very sensuous as it brushed against her naked thighs and buttocks. She pulled the draw string tightly around her waist. She then put on the blouse; scooping her full firm breasts into the soft silk and then fastened the hooks and loops down the front. The fine silk felt wonderful against the flesh of her breasts and as she looked at her reflection in the mirror she noticed how the silk clung to the outline of her breasts and could clearly see her nipples protruding.

She convinced her self that once the main sari was dbangd over her shoulder and fixed it should disguise and hide her nipples.

Priya then picked up the five yards or so of fine red silk and wrapped it around her waist. She tucked the fabric into the waistband of the petticoat repeatedly folding and tucking into the waistband to form pleats across the front that hung from her waist to her feet. She then wrapped the final few yards over her shoulder and back down to her waist.

She then put on her normal conservative two inch heals and looked in the mirror. As far as she was concerned she looked the same as usual but inside she realised that she felt excited. It was summer so she set of to work without a coat or cardigan, walking the mile or so to the library. It wasn't until she was walking that she realised how naked she felt. Her breasts, usually well supported by her sensible bra, were swaying rhythmically with each step under the fine silk. She could even feel the silk caressing the naked flesh of her buttocks as they too lacked the usual support of her sensible panties.



Rambabu was the first man to enter the library and she realised immediately that he had taken notice of her. She felt as though he was trying to undress her with his eyes. He looked to be busy researching something but when ever she turned his way she noticed him trying to avert his eyes as though she had caught him staring at her. She felt shocked at how much she enjoyed this man's inquisitiveness. She was used to being the boring plain librarian that no man ever seemed to notice. She felt self conscious as she moved around the library. The soft silk touching her breasts and buttocks seemed to act as a constant reminder that she was naked underneath. Had this man noticed? No, how could he?

It had been nearly a year now since she had met Rao on line. Sometimes it scared her how persuasive he was but if she was being honest she enjoyed their long chats 'on line'. She hated her life at home. It had been an arranged marriage with the son of her father's best friend and she had never had any feelings for him. Yes, they had consummated their marriage and he would demand his husbandly rights when ever he came home after a long business trip but it was always in the dark and always without any pleasure for her.



Rao had previously introduced the idea of using their web cams so that they could actually see each other. Priya was a little reluctant at first but after some encouragement she became curious as to what Rao looked like. One evening she found the courage to ask Rao to turn on his camera and agreed that she would also turn on hers. Rao remembered that first time and how horny he had felt as he saw her for the first time. She had been wearing a sari blouse and still had her long dark hair tied up.

Rao had looked at her exotic face, her large dark eyes somehow accentuated by the glasses, full lips and the red spot on her forehead. She was soon telling him how she worked as a librarian in a local library. Rao asked a few more questions over the next few days and was soon fairly sure that the library where she worked was only a few miles from where he lived. He had then decided to get his friend Rambabu to verify it by visiting the library.

They had used the web cams a few times but generally preferred just to chat by typing.

Rao was the only man to compliment her and flatter her; even though they had never met. She had always considered herself to be plain and uninteresting but Rao had persuaded her that after seeing her on her web cam she was wrong and told her that he found her attractive and beautiful. For the first month or so of their chats they talked about their lives and their interests. A kind of relationship started to build between them. Gradually and with great care Rao had slowly turned the chats toward sexual matters. Quite innocent at first but soon they both confessed to masturbating. Priya had initially felt very shy about discussing such things with anyone but somehow she felt comfortable and at ease with Rao.



He started to ask how she masturbated and after some verbal persuasion and a few evenings of returning to the same subject she told him how she liked to first strip naked and then to caress her breasts. He encouraged her to tell him in more detail. Eventually she chatted quite openly to him describing how she loved to play with her nipples and then use her hand between her legs. As each of the evening chats progressed Rao found her opening up more and more to him.

When he thought that the time was right he asked her if she fantasized about anything in particular when she was masturbating. After about five minutes with no reply Rao was starting to think that maybe he had gone too far too soon but then she replied, "My regular fantasy goes back to an experience I had as a young eighteen year old."

"Go on," urged Rao.