Fantasy Actress Roleplays

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Jake and Tyler made a mental note. Being called to a room Neha had been invited into often meant a treat. Several times they had caught sight of her naked. Once, she had been giving a blowjob while Tyler brought in an order and had winked at him. Competition for these deliveries was fierce.



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Gani leaned back against the closed door, careful not to let it latch. Neha smiled inwardly, the subterfuge not lost on her. She fervently hoped that Robert would have the courage to take Gani up on his unspoken invitation, but was not convinced he would. Dismissing the thought from her mind she wriggled from her dress, dropped her clutch; and in her hold ups, high patent shoes and knickers she dropped to her knees and unzipped Gani's trousers.


His dick, she thought, was beautiful: slightly curved, on the short side but impressively thick with prominent, ropey veins bulging from the surface. The mushroom head was swollen and deep red. Good choice, Neha, she thought. She sighed happily as she extended her tongue and began to give his shaft long, sloppy, enthusiastic licks, as she might a melting ice cream cone. A good quantity of pre-cum had seeped from the tip on the ride up in the lift and she scooped it up with relish. She took his cock in her fist to hold it out of the way and sucked first one of his heavy testicles and then the other. He was well-groomed, his pubic hair neatly trimmed, and she inhaled his masculine scent. Her tongue ran wetly along the raised seam under his scrotum and she ducked between his legs and tilted her head to lubricate the sensitive skin between his sac and the crack of his arse. His balls tightened and she worked her way over them again and up the length of his pole, before finally sucking his cockhead into her hungry mouth. Gani groaned and seized handfuls of her soft, shiny hair. She flicked her tongue over the tip of his penis and probed at his pisshole. Then she closed her lips around his dick and lowered her mouth towards the root, gradually taking in the entire length until he felt the back of her throat close on him. Rhythmically, she began to bob on his cock, bathing it in her saliva, gagging slightly as it filled her. At the same time, she stroked his balls lightly and caressed his taint. She varied her tempo so he was never quite sure exactly how long she would remain still with her mouth stuffed to capacity before pulling back, sometimes with a jerk, sometimes slow and smooth, bringing him to the brink of orgasm before teasingly backing off.





Neha was skilled and her mouth felt incredible but he didn't want to cum too soon. At a point when she had drawn back until only his bulbous cockhead remained invisible, he twitched his hips and it popped from her mouth. She looked up at him in surprise until he lifted her bodily and carried her over to the bed, dropping her clutch bag on the nightstand. She kicked off her shoes and lay on her back, stretching her arms above her head, as he undressed. Gani parted her legs and crawled between them. She was wearing - of course she was, he thought - red crotchless knickers. He ran a finger along her wet pussy lips and then spread them for a closer look. She had a neat, pretty cunt and a thin strip of trimmed, dark hair bisected her soft mound. He peeled off her knickers to reveal a small heart-shaped tattoo where the landing strip ended. He slid his tongue over her folds and over and around her clit. She mewled softly and he continued exploring as she writhed under his mouth. He pulled back to suck his middle finger, which he then eased inside her. He wasn't sure what he had expected, but she was as tight as his daughter's 18 year old classmate and her pussy clung greedily to his finger as he pulled it out. On the second thrust he tried to insert a second finger but it was an effort and she flinched away. It was going to feel amazing around his cock.





He kissed his way up to her mouth, lingering on the way to tongue her nipples. Unlike his wife after he went down on her, Neha had no hesitation in sucking his tongue into her mouth. She even darted her own tongue out to clean up the glistening cunt juice coating his chin and his cock twitched impatiently. He spread her legs again, preparing to enter her but she braced her palms against the mat of black hair on his chest and said, "No." He was momentarily nonplussed until she added, "On your back," and she climbed astride him and guided the tip of his cock into her slick passage.





Her pussy really was phenomenally tight. Had she not been so wet it would have tugged painfully on his foreskin as she very slowly sank down and he watched his length disappear inside of her. She held her breath as her vaginal walls gradually stretched to admit him, blowing it out in a rush when she finally felt his wiry pubic hair scratching her velvety mound. Her eyes were closed and her brow furrowed in concentration. She rocked a little from side to side to get comfortable before bearing down and moaning in pleasure. "Neha," he said, "are you OK?"


She opened her eyes and smiled radiantly. "I'm fantastic," she replied, beginning to move.


Neha liked to feel in control. She hated being told what to do or having to compromise, which was one of the reasons she liked one-night stands with married men who wouldn't make demands on her time or independence. She was single, lived alone in a converted warehouse apartment, and had a good, well-paid job. She visited a city centre gym, where she kept a locker well-stocked with conservative work clothes, on her way to the office each day to keep her body taut and toned, and she spent freely on her hair, nails and clothes. She had a healthy sex drive and most weeknights she would make only a brief pitstop at home to shower, change and reapply heavier make up before heading to one of the Birmingham hotels with top conference facilities, looking for sex.