Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

This was a bad idea. Andrea Jeremiah knew that even as she rang the doorbell. Hell, even Mrs. Suman knew it but that hadn't stopped her from sending Andrea to this dirty apartment-building. Waiting for the catastrophe that was sure to happen once she got inside, she fiddled with the ugly, mud-brown dress with the silly white polka-dots she had bought for the occasion. Considering how she usually wore a coat covering a skimpy dress, designed to show off her curvy body and to be removed easily, the hideous housewife-dress made her feel incredibly uncomfortable.




Finally, the door was flung open and a twenty-something guy looked at her appraisingly. He gave her a quick up-and-down look before sneering, "whaddaywant... mom?"

"I'm not your mother," Andrea replied aloof and strode past him, as if she owned the place. He closed the door behind her, and she turned to him, remembering her line, "And I've come for the money you owe your father. He may think you're good for it but I know better. Hand it over before you spend it on drinks and whores," she said and couldn't help but think like you're doing right now.

"That's none of your business, Andrea ! That's between me and dad!" he exclaimed -- quite believably, actually. Almost like he'd had this conversation with his stepmother.

"When I married him, it became my business!" Andrea hissed, feeling quite unreal. Right now she was being paid to have an argument about money -- how absurd was that? "Now, hand it over! All of it!"



"Alright, alright, don't get your panties in a twist," he muttered and handed her a wad of money he pulled from his pocket, "it's all there, I haven't even had time to spend any of it."

"My panties are none of your damn business," she sneered as she accepted the notes. She did a quick count and found 50000 , the agreed-upon amount. She slid her oversized bag down to the floor, opened it, found her ugly, pink wallet and put the money into it before putting it back into the bag and zipping it closed.

"Fine," she snapped, "and now the bottle of scotch -- I know it was you who took it!"

"Okay, okay!" he said and held his palms out in surrender, "come on in, and I'll get it for you."

"Better be quick," Andrea said in that clipped tone of voice she had decided her Andrea -character used and followed him down a hallway, "I have an appointment in twenty minutes."



"Sure, sure," he said with a wolfish smile. Andrea knew what was coming next and braced herself as she stepped into his bedroom. The room was untidy with clothes strewn on the floor and the bed unmade.

"Why..." she began but in the same he spun around, grabbed her and threw her on the bed,

"Au!" she cried as he jumped atop of her and pinned her down with his body, "what the hell are you-?"

"Shut up, bitch!" he snarled into her face, "I'm fucking tired of you and your nagging! Now," his hand pulled her dress up around her waist, baring her black panties, "I'm gonna find out why the fuck dad married a bitch like you."



"No! Jai, no! Stop it!" she cried and tried to get out from under him. She struck him on the shoulder but he just grinned and grabbed her wrist. Using his greater strength and the leverage of his position he easily pinned them over her head with his right hand, leaving the left free to explore her defenceless body.

"Shit, I knew you had great tits!" he laughed when he felt her soft mounds through the flimsy dress.

"Get off me! Jai, STOP!" she tried again and raised her leg to kick him. Laughing, he slid in between her now-spread legs, his groin on hers. She could easily feel his hard dick against her, and it frightened her. All instincts told her to fight, to scratch, to hurt him and get away, and she had to remind herself again and again that this was the plan. That he wanted a fight but she shouldn't overdo it.



"Please..." she begged feebly and he let go off her hands but only go grab a solid hold of the neckline of her dress and tear it apart. The weak fabric surrendered with a skreeech! and her black, satin bra was revealed.