Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Sayyesha clenched her teeth. No, no, no. She had more control over herself than that – even if Nazriya obviously didn't. Sayyesha took a deep breath and removed her hand from her panties. Just then the guy rolled onto his back with a breathless grunt. A little bit of stray light outlined the hard planes of his face, but Sayyesha still couldn't really see him. His cock, though – she could see that perfectly. Nazriya had let go of it, and it seemed to stand out a mile from his hips, rising at a steep angle to his torso, quivering slightly, the head swelling to form a bulb at the end. Then Nazriya's hand was covering it again, or part of it anyway. Either Nazriya's hand was awfully small, because his cock seemed to be as long as she had seen in some of the films and she had been told that it was all a trick photography.




Nazriya slid her hand along the shaft and then just brushed the head with her fingertips. The guy groaned loudly and bucked his hips upwards. Somehow, his cock had grown even longer. Nazriya just stared at it for a moment. Then she swept her hair over her shoulder, so that it fanned out across her bare back. Her face began to dip downwards.

Nazriya didn't hesitate. Her tongue darted out from between her glossy lips and teased the skin at the very tip of the guy's cock. He jumped as if he'd been struck. Nazriya giggled at his reaction, then did it again. This time the guy's hips rose to meet her, and Nazriya moved her lips over his cock head,her lips rolling the foreskin back and swallowed the head halfway down. Sayyesha's eyes picked up the smallest details: Nazriya's lips bulging outwards as they passed over the ridge that separated his cock tip from the shaft. Their arousal filled the small dark room, saturating the part of Sayyesha's brain that controlled her breathing and her body temperature. She was perspiring, the panty and bedsheet unbearably hot against her skin. She had to get them off now.



She fought for control over herself. Panty off, she decided. After all how did they or anyone know what she was or was not wearing! She skinned her panties down her thighs as discreetly as she could. God! She was as nude as the day she was born! Her hand went back between her legs. She was dripping down there. Everything was tender and slippery; she was almost afraid to touch herself, she was so sensitive. She bit her lip and slid her index finger along the outer lips of her pussy, picking up some of the moisture, using it to lubricate the passage of her finger over her clit. She knew that her breathing was too loud and that she was lying in a completely unnatural position as she struggled to see everything that was happening in the next bed. But it was obvious that Nazriya and her boyfriend weren't paying any attention to her. They were lost in their own little world. Nazriya held the guy's cock in one hand and swirled her tongue around the tip, pausing to nuzzle it with her lips. The guy grunted every time her tongue touched him. Nazriya was kneeling between his outstretched legs now, and her breasts swung freely each time she dipped her head.



Suddenly, Nazriya sat up. Sayyesha's heart skipped a beat. Had Nazriya sensed that she was watching? No. Her attention was still on her boyfriend. Or, more accurately, on his groin. She rubbed his cock head idly between her fingers. Then she crawled over him so that her hips were positioned above his. Sayyesha felt an odd sense of relief. Nazriya was still wearing her thong which was a bit strange because Sayyesha knew that it was just a matter of time before that man fucked Nazriya.

Nazriya hadn't let go of the guy's cock. In fact she held it firmly now. Sayyesha's breath caught in her throat. Nazriya was ... she was pulling the crotch of her panties to one side and nudging the guy's cock towards the entrance of her pussy! Sayyesha started to feel light-headed again. Nazriya closed her eyes and shifted her hips back and forth. Sayyesha couldn't see the critical area very well, but it looked like he wasn't going inside her very far. With every forward movement, Nazriya let out a little high-pitched gasp. His cock head must be ... it must be hitting her clit, Sayyesha thought. Her own pussy began to throb. She squeezed down on it with her hand, but that just made it worse, almost painful.



Suddenly a quiver ran through her and Sayyesha made a startled "oh" sound. She'd just cum, she realized. Normally her climaxes took forever to build up, but this one just happened all at once. Her body contracted, sending her fingers deeper into her pussy. What's happening to me? she wondered. She felt almost as desperate at Nazriya, who was still wriggling against her boyfriend. Finally, Nazriya made a frenzied shift of her hips, and his cock moved inside her. His cock seemed so long and thick, Sayyesha thought. He wouldn't fit all the way, would he?

But he did. Their loins mashed together, Nazriya's tiny patch of hair rubbing against his thick nest of black curls. Nazriya held still for one long, agonizing moment, then began to heave up and down. Her motions became more and more violent and her breasts bounced, changing shape, flattening on her chest as she crashed against the guy's hips.



Sayyesha was rubbing herself without any sense of restraint now. Her skin shone with a sheen of perspiration. She knew that anyone looking in her direction would know exactly what she was doing. But it didn't matter. She couldn't stop. Her breathing became louder and harsher, mirroring the sounds that were coming from Nazriya's bed. Sayyesha shook as another orgasm hit her and a loud moan rose from deep in her chest.



The guy reached up and put his hands over Nazriya's breasts. She leaned forward to intensify the contact.

"Nikhil," she said breathlessly.

So that was his name, Sayyesha thought.

"Yes, right ... there," Nazriya said. A hard jolt ran through Nazriya's body. Her butt slammed down again and again.