Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Anushka waited in the den just behind the half-closed door. She felt like a fool hiding in her own house, but here she was. She listened to her children across the hall in the library but couldn't quite make out their words. They were arguing about something in a good-natured way. The twins were always so agreeable. It was her first-born, Karun, who had really tried his parents' patience. Finally, she heard them leave the library and walk down the hall. Once Shriya and Krishan disappeared out the front door of the house, Anushka tiptoed out of the den.





"Maybe I shouldn't do this," Anushka whispered to herself. She looked down the hall toward the main stairs. Ganesh was up in the west tower and he'd asked for her help. And here Anushka was, sneaking around like a teenager with her first crush. She took a deep breath and walked into the library. She'd help her husband later. She just needed to see that giant fake penis one more time. She'd just get it out of her system.


Five minutes later, she sat on the toilet lid in the bathroom next to the den. Her dress was bunched around her waist and her panties lay on the tile floor. "Just for a minute," Anushka mumbled. She took the head of that jet-black phallus and rubbed it against her moist vaginal lips. She grasped the thing with both hands and marveled at its girth.


"Uuuuugggggghhhhhhhh." Anushka trembled as she pushed it into her. "Oh, gosh. It's too big." She got about half the head in and stared down at her poor stretched vagina. She hoped things would tighten back up quickly after she was done. She didn't want Ganesh noticing anything different during their intimate time. She pushed and a little more of the veiny thing moved into her.





"That's quite task you've undertaken." Nayanthara stood by the bathroom door, watching Anushka with cool eyes.


"What?" Anushka shrieked and dropped the dildo to the floor, where it made a solid whack.


"Oh, don't stop on my account, dearie." Nayanthara smiled and took two steps toward Anushka. She bent down slowly, cradling her large belly with one hand, and got to her knees. Her long, bustled dress flowed out around her on the floor. She picked up the dildo in her left hand. "This magnificent steed is quite wet, my mischievous lady."


"I'm dreaming ... I'm dreaming ..." Anushka's brown eyes went wide and her breath shallow.


"Well, then dream away, Anushka." Nayanthara leaned forward and pushed Anushka's dress back up her legs from where it had fallen in her fright. "Nothing but the most pleasant dreams for you." Nayanthara lowered her gaze to that trim bush between Anushka's legs and the protruding lips just beneath. "You kept your legs open for me, that was very good." She brought up the dildo and rubbed the head against Anushka's nethers. "Such a strange thing this is. I had one fashioned of wood, but this is a better material. What do you call it?"


"Silicone," Anushka squeaked.


"Well, it certainly does the job." Nayanthara pushed the phallus's head into the vagina before her. "My, you are tight. That Ganesh of yours must be Lilliputian."





"What? No ... he's got a ... big one," Anushka lied. Her pulse beat like a heavy drum in her ears. She watched the dildo push its way in again, this time the whole head made its way inside her. "Aaaahhhhhhh. It's too ... much. I don't want to ... squirt from down there ... again."


"Oh, you had the downstairs flood?" Nayanthara felt the resistance in the poor woman's vagina and stopped her pushing, letting the round head of the thing sit in its new snug home. "Some women spend a lifetime without knowing that pleasure. You're a lucky one." She looked up into Anushka's eyes and gave the woman her most reassuring smile. "Attend, Anushka. Krishan is larger than this." She wiggled the dildo a little for emphasis. "Imagine the ecstasy when you stretch to accommodate him."





"That would be ... cheating." Anushka shook her head. "I'd never do that to ... ooohhhhhh ... Ganesh. Or to ... Krishan. He's my ... son."


"You say that like it's a point against the endeavor." Nayanthara pulled the counterfeit cock from the woman and looked at its glistening head. "But his relation to you is a point for. Many points, actually. There is nothing like letting your son know you completely. And knowing him ... every inch of him. Until then -"


Anushka stood and pushed Nayanthara to the side.  she moved past woman toward the bathroom door. "I am dreaming, I am dreaming. None of this is real." Anushka looked back at the woman now sitting on her butt by the vanity. Her dress looked very uncomfortable in such a position.


"Careful, Anushka." Nayanthara watched the frightened wife carefully. "Such rough treatment is most unagreeable to me."





"You're not real." Anushka opened the door, jumped out into the hall, and raced toward the stairs.


Ganesh walked toward her with a look of concern on his gentle face. "There you are, Anu. I really could use your help ..." He stopped when he saw her face. "Are you okay?" His wife had a frantic look in her eyes, and her dress was rumpled.