Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

She liked to make the first move and would sit at the bar talking to the bartender to discourage anyone from sitting with her while she waited and watched. If she was approached she would have some well-prepared brush-offs ready. As might be expected, Neha was well-known by sight and name to many of the hotel staff and once or twice, when a porter had been asked by a male guest travelling alone if he could recommend company, she had been asked if she would be interested. She always declined. She was only too aware that her chosen lifestyle was high risk and she was unwilling (particularly as she disliked condoms) to fuck men who paid for sex.





The men she chose were invariably much older than herself and married - and never once had she been turned down. She had extraordinary powers of persuasion but, given the way she looked, seldom had to deploy them for long. Despite her need for control she would not have been remotely interested in a submissive man or an inexperienced one. She didn't want to have control ceded to her; she wanted to *take* it; and she got off on power struggles. (She had to be very firm with herself in the workplace when conflicts with male colleagues or clients arose. In these situations she would become enormously aroused and have to remind herself that she had rules about office liaisons. She didn't need that sort of complication in her life.) Paradoxically, though, if a man she picked up managed to wrest control back, so much the better; she could respect that: she was open to most things and some of her favourite things, including anal sex, she had discovered when her partners had been reluctant to take no for an answer.





Now, she rode Gani in a smooth, fluid style as if she were rising to the trot in the dressage ring. She sat virtually erect and her breasts sagged only very slightly under their own weight. Her nipples jutted out, red and swollen in arousal. He held her waist, watching her perform. "You are so beautiful," he said.


"Thank you," replied Neha. "Your cock is amazing."


"How often do you do this?" he asked.


"Oh, three or four nights a week," she said. "Do you always pick up women in bars when you are working away?"


"I didn't pick *you* up," Gani pointed out. "You very much picked me. Not that I'm complaining. Christ, your pussy's tight. What was I saying? Oh, yes. No, rarely in fact. I usually just watch the porn channels. But I'm very glad you came on to me tonight."


"I haven't cum yet," Neha said, insolently, and Gani's eyes narrowed.





Abruptly, he sat up and lifted her off his cock. "Hands and knees," he said, brusquely. He spread her buttocks, pushed her face into the mattress and plunged balls-deep into her wet pussy. She cried out in alarm as he ploughed her brutally. "Did nobody ever teach you any manners?" he asked and slapped her arse as hard as he could. Neha gave a muffled yelp. He did it again and she yelled harder. On the third slap she screamed and he felt her cunt clench violently around his cock as her body shuddered and shook.


"Now you have," he said in quiet satisfaction, as he filled her hot passage with semen. In their battle for control, he had taken round two.





Neha laughed, surprised out of her composure. When he flopped onto his back she uncharacteristically snuggled against him, running her fingers through his chest hair. This was going to be fun. She leaned over to kiss him and whispered, "I'm thirsty."


He picked up the phone and called room service while she used the bathroom. As she returned to the bed, he said into the receiver, "We'll probably be busy. Just bring it straight in," and hung up as Neha's mouth closed on his.


When a light tap came at the door, Gani was pounding Neha's pussy again. She was on her side with him behind and he was holding one of her legs in the air for a better view in the mirror of his cock pistoning in and out of her. Jake was thrilled when he pushed the trolley into the room to be treated to a full frontal view of Neha's nude body being fucked.





"Evening Mr Gani," he said. "I'll just leave this by the window, shall I?"


He was savouring a last glance at Neha's stretched pussy lips when Gani withdrew from her, saying, "Hold on, son."


Jake froze. "What's your name?" Gani asked.


"I'm Jake."