Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

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"Mom ... you're going to ... uh ... make me ..." Krishan shook all over.

Realizing the moment had come, Anushka pulled her mouth off his thing with a pop and picked up her shirt. She held it up to his penis with her right hand, and continued to stroke with her left. "Finish, Krish. Please, finish."

"Moooooooommmmmmm." Krishan erupted.

Spurt after spurt of the hot, viscus liquid soaked into the shirt. Anushka could feel the pulsing force as it pushed against her right hand. His orgasm continued, and soon the shirt could hold no more and cum dripped between her fingers and down onto the wood floor. "Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh," Anushka repeated over and over. When he was done, the shirt, her hands, and the floor were a hot, sticky mess.

"Wow." Krishan took a long shuddering breath. "Thanks, Mom. I feel way better now."



"You're ... um ... welcome, Krish." Anushka's face was white as a sheet. "Don't tell ..." She took a couple of deep breaths. "Don't tell anyone about this. It's our secret, okay?"

"Sure." Krishan nodded, bent down for his boxers, and pulled them on. His hard dick poked out of the elastic waistband. He pulled his shirt over it and pulled on his pants. "It's a secret."

"Good, boy." Anushka took the t-shirt and tried to mop up the mess on the floor, but the cloth was too soaked with cum already. She'd need to go get a towel or something. "Now run along, Krish. I'll clean this up."

"Okay. Love you, Mom." Krishan turned and headed for the door.

"Love you too, pumpkin," Anushka said as she looked at her sticky, saturated shirt. She needed to clean up the mess before her husband wandered back upstairs.



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After that amazing blowjob from his mom, Krishan walked down the hall back to his room with a little hop to his step. This wasn't easy because he was still completely hard, and there was nothing any underwear could do to fully contain his engorged monster.

He opened the door to his room and there stood Nayanthara by the fireplace, wearing a blck chemise. When she saw him, a wide smile spread across her pale face and she hopped up and down, clapping her hands with joy.

"You did it, Krish." She gave a quick, excited laugh
. "I'm so proud of you."



"Thank you." Krishan stepped into his room and closed the door behind him. He couldn't wipe the grin off his face. "And thank you for asking me to do it."

"You're welcome, darling." Still smiling, Nayanthara stopped her jumping and lifted up the chemise past her hips. She wasn't wearing anything underneath and she exposed her triangle to Krishan. "There's nothing like a mother at service to her boy. Best thing  Don't you agree?" She turned her back to him, still holding up the chemise, and wiggled her pale butt.

"Yeah. That was great." Krishan pulled his pants down and took off his underwear. He removed his shirt and tossed it behind him. "Now do we get to do it?" His eyes fixed themselves on the twin, white globes of her ass.



"What a rambunctious boy." Nayanthara watched him over her shoulder with her captivating smile. She lowered herself to her knees on the rug by the fireplace and then leaned forward until she was on all fours, presenting her ass up in the air to Krishan. "Minutes ago, you were in your mother's mouth. Now you want more?" The chemise hung off her shoulders and back, hiding most of her swollen boobs below her.

"Yes, please." Krishan raced to the rug and knelt behind Nayanthara. He gently caressed the curve of her butt and shivered at her frigid skin.

"Very well. But first attend, Krish." She kept her  eyes on him, looking back over her shoulder. "Will you put your mother to her wifely tasks on your cock again?"



"I don't know." Krishan frowned. "I thought if I got her to do what we just did I could be with you again. That was my first blowjob and it was awesome. But ... I don't want to cross any lines with my mom."

Nayanthara laughed that high tinkling sound of hers, so filled with joy. "Silly, boy. The Rubicon is behind you. But never mind for now. You may have me. That was our deal and I am a woman of my word."

"So, can I ...?" Krishan grabbed his dick with his right hand and scooted in right behind her.

"You may."

Krishan pushed his dick into the chill of her soft flesh, but couldn't find the hole.

"I'd almost forgotten this is only your second time." Nayanthara reached behind her and grasped the purple head. "That hole you poke is only for special occasions, Krish. Until then, you get my crinkum crankum." She lowered his penis and slid it into her wet vagina. The heat of his member filled her.

"So ... good ... Mrs. Varma." Her icy insides enveloped him and sent shivers through his nervous system. He took hold of her wide, cold hips and thrust in and out.



"Yes, darling." Nayanthara looked down at her white hands on the dark floorboards and gritted her teeth against the onslaught. The twin diamonds on her wedding ring shone with the orange glow of a fire long since extinguished. "You may take all that you see. I honor my contracts and so does He."

Krishan grunted and plowed the ghost for a long time. He sent her through several shrieking orgasms. At first, he was worried that her screaming would bring his parents. But not so worried that he ever considered stopping. When his mom and dad didn't come rushing through his bedroom door, he completely forgot about them and just gave himself over to the bestial act. His narrow hips slapped up against her ample butt and the pleasure mounted and mounted.

"I'm going to ... cum ... in your pussy ..." Krishan didn't care that she was some sort of phantasm. Sex felt amazing and he never wanted to give it up. "Aaaaahhhhhhhhh." He spasmed and released his load inside her.



"It's yours ... it's yours ...," Nayanthara hissed and pushed back against the young buck.

When his orgasm subsided, Krishan looked down to find Nayanthara gone. He hoped she'd be back soon. He stood, stumbled over to bed and tumbled forward on the sheets. Krishan fell into a deep sleep and dreamed of his mother falling, and falling. Forever falling. His nap was both thrilling and terrifying.



To be continue...