Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"You're my little slut, huh?" And he laughs.

I hate it when he talks that way, but it seems to turn him on. I can feel his cock getting harder and bigger, his balls slapping with more force against my ass, when he uses crude language. I want to please him, and what's the harm in a little dirty talk?

One night when he's on top of me doggie style, he sticks his finger in my asshole. I'm so shocked I can't speak.



"Are you a virgin here, baby?"

"Do you mean have I had sex there?"

"Yeah, are you an anal virgin?"

"Yes."

"We're going to have to do something about that."

"What?"

"Yeah. You'll love it. And more importantly, I'm going to love to be in that tight little hole."

He starts to pound me with greater force. "Fuck, babe, you turn me on. Tight little pussy. Want to take that tight little ass."




He still refuses to wear condoms but pulls out whenever he remembers. This time he pulls out and shoves the tip of his head into my asshole, shooting his cum into me. It hurts, bringing tears to my eyes, but I try to act like it's no big deal.

"Fuck, babe. That was hot."

He sits back and watches his cum drip out of me.

He takes a fingerful and brings it to my lips. "Here, babe, taste my cum from your ass." I want to say "no" but haven't learned to turn him down on anything yet. Tentatively I stick out my tongue. I taste his warm, salty cream mixed with something more primal—my ass. I want to vomit.



I just want to go home. On the ride home that night, my anus hurts, just from the slight pressure of him coming in me.

Part 4: THE BATHROOM

One evening, we're sitting on Roy's sofa watching a game when some of his buddies show up. Naren and Bishnu are his best friends and seem to always be around. They plop on chairs on either side of the sofa. As the game is getting going, a new guy, Chris, shows up and scoots next to me on the sofa. He seems like a nice enough guy, not a lot different from Naren and Bishnu.



Roy and I have been drinking on and off all day, so I'm already buzzing from too many beers. Naren passes around another round. Roy grabs two and pops the top for me.

"Hon, this is my last one."

"Don't be a party pooper, we're just getting going."

"We've been getting going all day. I need to slow down."

"Have a beer, relax. The security officer aren't coming by."

Roy cuddles up with me on the sofa. I'm self-conscious about the other guys being there, especially Chris right next to me, but no one seems to notice.

After a while, Roy hands me my second beer. I'm starting not to care about how many I drink. It feels good; I feel warm and tingly all over. There's conversation going on around me, about the game, about random stuff, but I'm focused on how good Roy feels next to me. For once, he's not plowing into me, just holding me and making me feel taken care of.



After my third beer, I need to use the bathroom. I have a hard time standing, so Roy follows me. I open the door when I'm done, and he's still waiting for me. He pushes me back inside and locks the door behind us. He sits on the toilet. I'm woozy and leaning back against the sink. He grins up at me and pulls my shorts and panties down in one smooth motion. For the first time I notice his cock is already out, pushing hard and straight toward the ceiling, red and throbbing with need.



"Straddle me," he instructs. My legs are wobbly as I squat down on him, my arms wrapped around his neck to keep my balance. I'm not wet, but he doesn't wait. He pulls my hips onto him, impaling my dry pussy with his large cock. When I start to scream, he covers my mouth with his hand, forcing red fingerprints across my cheek.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch. Just take it."