Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Very good, my lady." Nayanthara bowed her head slightly to Anushka and disappeared. The mirror was just a mirror again.


"I feel warm." Anushka trembled, still skewered on just the head of Krishan's penis. A warmth built in her vagina, hips, and breasts. At first it was a pleasurable feeling, but then it was too much. "I need to cool down." Anushka stood up and let her son's penis plop out of her. She leaned over to the shower and turned on its coldest setting. She then stepped under the water with her dress still on. Not only were her breasts unbearable hot, but they now pushed uncomfortably at her bra. Her mind raced. Anushka thought her bra was somehow shrinking. She pulled off her dress and dropped it to the shower floor. She then undid her bra and dropped it too. She looked down to see that her breasts glowed a crimson red, as did her hips. The same red shone from between her legs, too. "What's happening, Krish? Help meeeeee."





Dumfounded, Krishan watched his naked mother in the shower. He could see that same sanguine glow that had consumed him the night his dick grew. And he could see his mother's hips gently expanding with every breath she took, and her boobs enlarging as they shook with her raking breaths. Not knowing what else to do, he stood, limped over to the shower, and climbed in. He still had his shirt on, and it soaked through immediately. The cold did nothing to diminish his raging hardon. He reached around his mom from behind and rubbed her breasts to help.


"Aaahhhhh. I'm on fire." Anushka felt her son trying to help, but his touch did nothing for her.


Krishan, desperate to help, turned her around and planted kisses all over her boobs. They were noticeably bigger than before. The glow faded some.


"Thank you." Anushka sighed. "Thank you, Krish. That's helping." His lips felt so cool on her turgid breasts. The red light left her breasts and hips completely, but hadn't yet faded from between her legs. "It's still too hot ... down there."





Dutifully, Krishan trailed his kisses down her slightly rounded belly and over the dark triangle of pubic hair between her legs.


"Cool it down. Please, please, please." Anushka opened her legs as she stood under all that cold water to give him better access.


"Yes ... Mom ..." Krishan said between kisses as he moved his mouth along her lips. Frigid water cascaded over both of them. A few seconds later, the glow left her pussy and he felt his mom's hand on the back of his head. She pushed his face into her and Krishan stuck out his tongue. It went between her lips and he tasted her tanginess.


"Oh, Krish." Anushka squirmed as the heat completely faded away. "What are we ... doing? Uh ... oh, Krish, ... uh ... oh, my gosh. Right ... there ..." Anushka shook uncontrollably as she felt her son's tongue working inside her. "Ooooooohhhhhhh." An orgasm swept over her.





Krishan closed his eyes and let his mom go wild. When she'd calmed down, he stood up and nudged her out of the way so he could wash off.


"Wow ... Krishan ... no one has ever done that ... for me ... before." Anushka leaned against the shower wall catching her breath. She looked down and saw that indeed her breasts were larger than before. She cupped them and felt their weight. "What happened to me?"


"It's Nayanthara, I think." Krishan turned toward his mother and opened his eyes. He accidently poked her hip with dick. Her hips looked wider, she had more of an hourglass figure. It didn't seem like the apparition had done anything to her butt as far as Krishan could tell. Krishan pulled off his sopping shirt and dropped it out on the bathroom floor. "Mom, can I?" Krishan didn't wait for an answer, with Anushka's hands still cupping the bottom of her boobs, he turned her toward him, bent a little, and took her right nipple into his mouth.





"Oooooohhhhhhhh. What are you doing to me, Krish?" Anushka shivered. The cold water fell all over them. She let go of her left boob and dropped her left hand down to Krishan's still raging erection. She hadn't relieved him yet. She could feel him shivering. "It's freezing in here." She pushed him away and turned off the water. "Are you cold?"


"Yes." But Krishan didn't much care about the temperature.


"Let me take care of you, sweetie." Anushka reached for a towel and pulled it into the shower with them. She dried him off slowly, pausing a few times to plant tender kisses on his skinny chest and his robust penis. She then dried herself. "I can't believe I'm going to say this, but we should go upstairs and get one of your father's condoms." She stepped out of the shower and offered him her hand. "I'm going to take care you properly."


"Really?" Krishan took his mom's hand in his.


"You better hurry, mister, before I change my mind." They left the bathroom, walking naked hand in hand. Anushka held her breasts with her left hand for a show at modesty and to keep them from swaying about. Her wedding ring sparkled on top of her boobs as they moved up the curving stairway, catching the afternoon light falling through the great stained windows above. Once at the top, Krishan's limp became too much and Anushka dropped her hand from her boobs and put his arm over her shoulder. She helped her injured son into the bedroom she shared with her husband and sat him down on her marital bed. "Stay there, I'll be right back."





"Okay, Mom." Krishan's whole body buzzed. They were going to do it. His dick pulsed with every heartbeat. He watched Anushka's perfect butt shake as she jogged into the bathroom. He thought about how her body had changed and decided the house hadn't done that much to her. It had simply given her more of what she already had. She came back in from the bathroom holding a little foil packet in one hand and a bath towel in the other. Krishan thought she looked even more tantalizing from the front as her boobs shook and swayed from side to side.


"I hope this fits." Anushka felt dreamy, euphoric, and high. Her mind drifted in a way similar to when she'd taken Ecstasy with her boyfriend in college. She knew her brain wasn't working quite right, but she didn't care. She got on her knees in front of Krishan, put the towel next to her, and tore the packet open.


"How are we going to ... um ... get my dick ... in you? You're too tight." Krishan didn't want to break the spell that was over them and immediately wished he hadn't said anything. He could see her dark pupils dilated to wide circles. She didn't seem to notice or care that her little pussy couldn't fit his big dick.





"Don't worry about that." They'd cross that bridge when they got to it. Anushka ignored the nagging thoughts that scratched at the back of her mind about morality and decency. "Let's just get this on." She reached up and tried to unroll the condom over the purple head in front of her. It wouldn't go. "Oh, no." Anushka frowned and tried again, this time pulling hard at the edges of the condom. But it just wouldn't stretch wide enough. She rested the rolled condom on the tip of the head and felt Krishan's pulse through her fingertips.


"I'll pull out, Mom." Krishan was ready.