Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

She climbed on top of him, tugging her dress up around her waist and pulling her panties to one side. When she lowered herself onto him, she sighed and felt giddy laughter bubble up her throat like champagne as the head of his cock pushed past the walls of her slick cunt. She rode him slowly, savoring the feel of him filling her from wall to wall, then at a brisk pace.



She kissed him clumsily, tasting the champagne and sangria on his tongue. She reached for his hands and placed them on her tits, trying to entice him further. His fingers were stubborn at first, but then his hands were all over her, clawing at her back, in her hair, and gripping her thighs, and she felt the last lingering hints of resistance fade from him entirely.

What was left in its place was tame submission, and the sight of him so malleable and willing made Tisca 's breath catch in her throat. She clenched around his cock and felt her orgasm begin to plume before the sound of footsteps out in the hallway caught her attention.



For a moment, they'd heard others out in the hallway, and Tharun sat up nearly throwing Tisca  off of him. For a moment, there was the brackish taste of spite in the back of her throat. She would not have this moment taken from her, not after she'd just coax him.

She placed a hand over his mouth and began riding him harder as if daring him to make a sound. The approaching footsteps slowly for a moment and Tharun eyed the door as if expecting someone to knock. Then they'd heard high mincing laughter of a woman before it trailed off and they'd heard another door shut.



Tharun moaned into Tisca 's palm before she finally uncovered his mouth.

"Tell me," She struggled to speak. Tharun wasn't the biggest man she'd ever had, but god, he felt so good inside of her. "Is your wife's pussy as tight as mine?"

He looked offended for a moment before she saw venom in his eyes. He reached up and slapped one of her breasts as if this was answer enough. The sting ran through her and Tisca  gasped through a tipsy smile.



"What's wrong?" She said in a tone that invited more abuse. "Does she suck your cock like I do? Hmm? Does she do all the nasty things I do, or has she stopped trying to impress you?"