Fantasy Actress Roleplays

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Neha's pussy leaked as she watched Helen spit roasted between the two men, defiled and helpless. She remembered her prissy disapproval of Neha's sexuality in the hotel lift. Neha pressed herself to Gani's back, her moist mound and hard nipples crushed against him and slid her arms around his waist as she sucked his earlobe into her mouth. This tipped Gani over the edge. He thrust deep into Helen one last time and shot a vast load of semen into her bowels. He held her hips as his dick spasmed for several seconds, before pulling out, turning and kissing Neha deeply.





Robert dropped his wife's head and took Gani's place. Her arsehole was sloppy now, Gani's semen leaking out and soaking the pillows under her pelvis, and he had no difficulty in bottoming out inside her. Gani snatched up the iPad, knowing Robert wouldn't want to miss this.


He had another thought. "You had the serious hots for that kitchen boy with the donkey dick, didn't you?" he whispered in Neha's ear. She didn't attempt to deny it. "Why don't you get him up here?"


In a flash, Neha was dialling room service. "Who's this?" he heard her saying. "Oh, Jake, it's Neha. Can you ask Tyler to come up here, please?"


When the service lift doors opened on the fourth floor, Neha - looking even more naked with no make up - was waiting outside for him. She seized Tyler's hand and pulled him after her. He was only a little surprised when she led him into the Archers' room, but he gaped at the sight of Mr Archer sodomising his motionless wife. Neha was unbuttoning his uniform waistcoat and shirt, pushing them from his shoulders, as she French kissed him. She ran her hands over his chest, drawing back to gaze at his face and chest and tracing the line of his hair down his belly. "So fucking hot," she murmured.





His trousers dropped to his feet and he was once again inside her hot mouth. She sucked on his huge dick with evident enjoyment. She was amazing, Tyler thought, already dangerously close to cumming. He was eager to fuck her and quickly pulled out of her mouth, sitting on the dresser chair and positioning her on his lap, facing him. His cock slid into her, splitting her and pushing urgently at her cervix. She moaned and rocked on him and closed her mouth on his. She was so hot for him - his face, his body, the feel of him inside her. She quivered and arched her back as a huge wave of lust broke inside her and her orgasm shook her to the core. He held her on his lap, savouring the feel of her pussy pulsing around him and groped around for his clothes to find his phone. He snapped a picture of her, her chest flushed with her climax, her pupils dilated, her nipples swollen, and she took the phone from his hand and tapped in her number, texting the photo of herself cumming on Tyler's cock to her own phone. It was the first time in her life she'd given a man her number. She began to move again, but before he could reach his own climax, Robert, who had filled his wife's anus with jizz, was calling him over. He raised his eyebrows at Neha.





"Go on," she said. "I can wait."


Tyler inched his vast dick slowly into Helen's rectum and avidly Robert watched him open her up. His cock was the longest Robert had ever seen, in life or on screen, and he wondered which part of Helen's colon was being invaded. Neha stood behind him stroking his balls as he fucked Helen, and he knew he wouldn't last more than a minute. Sure enough, it was mere seconds later that his semen exploded inside the unconscious woman. He withdrew and a gush of creamy liquid followed.


Done with Helen, he was already kissing Neha again. Reluctantly, he said, "I need to get back to work."


"Will you be serving breakfast?" she asked and he brightened. "See you there."





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Robert and Gani wet a towel and mopped at Helen's leaking backside before drying her off and sliding the pillows from beneath her used body. Neha couldn't see the point. Helen's arsehole was bright red, gaping and inflamed and there was little chance of her not noticing the burnin, chafed tissue when she awoke. They arranged her on her back in the position in which they had first found her, but it wasn't the same. Her lips were bruised and her perfect hair mussed. Robert crawled into bed beside her, saying, "See you both at breakfast," and Gani turned off the light as he and Neha left the room.


Back in 407, Neha took her phone from her purse and texted her boss. "I'm so sorry but no chance of getting in tom been up all nite Neha," it said. She had two new messages, both from Tyler. The first was the photo she had sent herself. The second read "when can i c u?" Smiling, she selected Add to Contacts and then curled herself against Gani, who was already asleep, and closed her eyes.





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