Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

“So what did you tell them was the reason I wouldn’t be there?”


“I told them I couldn’t get you on your cell phone and you must be already busy.”


“So if one of these guys sees me in the store today, he’ll think I’m out sucking and fucking for money.”


“Oh, jeez, Anjali. I never thought of that. I’m so sorry. I was just trying to have fun, that’s all.”


“So you think it would be fun to whore your wife out to a bunch of college guys?”





I couldn’t answer her. Anjali stood up, walked out to her car, and took off. I had no idea where she went. For all I knew she went to find a divorce lawyer. I went upstairs and got cleaned up and got ready to go to my normal job.


It was a couple of hours later that Anjali came home, carrying a large bag. She didn’t say a word and went straight to her bedroom. I assumed she was mad at me so I left her alone. Several minutes later I hear a knock on the door to the bedroom where I keep my clothes.


“Come in.”


Anjali opened the door and stood there. I turned to look and could feel my mouth open in surprise. My fairly conservative wife was standing before me wearing a very tight, bright red tank top. Her hips and just barely her ass were covered by an equally tight black leather mini skirt. In fact, it was so short I could see the tops of her stockings and the red lacy straps from what must have been a garter belt. On each foot was a black leather boot ending just below the knee, each sporting a high spiked heel.


“So you think they would like this? Do you like your wife in her new whore outfit?”


“Yeah. You look fucking great.”





I then notice her face. Her makeup is overdone, with accents to her eyeshadow and blood red lipstick. I notice her fingernails are covered in high gloss red too.


“You like my new lipstick. I figured I had better get some that promises to be smearproof. If it does, maybe we could sue them. Wouldn’t that be fun telling a court full of people that I was whoring and their lipstick smeared while I was sucking college cock?”


“You might have to demonstrate how that happened,” I offered, feeling my arousal returning.


“Maybe you should take some pictures of me this way, so they can see what I looked like before I started sucking and fucking for money. Then if you’re lucky, you can get some after shots. Or maybe even some during. They would have a good idea what went wrong then.”


“Yeah,” is all I can manage to say.


“Actually, I was thinking you could take some of me like this, and see if my prices go up any tonight. Maybe give them a bit more to help them decide,” she tells me with a husky voice.


I grab my digital camera and lead her back to her bedroom.


“Get on the bed. Lay on your side facing me and put your head on your hand.”


Anjali does as I ask and I snap several pictures from different angles.


“Now on your knees, facing away.”


Click.


“Lift the skirt.”


Click, click.


“Stand up and pull the tank top down.”


Click, click, click.


“Back on the bed. On your back. Legs spread. Knees up.”


Click, click, click, click.


“Okay that should be enough for now. I’ll get these downloaded into the computer and printed out,” I tell my sexy wife.


“You know I was thinking. I really would hate to have my lipstick smear and look like an amateur whore. Maybe we should test it just to make sure. And if you want, you could take a few action shots to show the boys too,” Anjali says moving off the bed.





She drops to her knees in front of me and tilts her head to look me in the eye. Her hands work on my pants as I snap a picture of her upturned face. After dropping my pants and underwear around my ankles, she grabs my cock and pumps it a few times before kissing the head. I was already half erect from taking the hot pictures and now sport a full raging hard on.


“Put just your lips over the tip, but not over the whole crown. Look up at me.”


Click.


“Now let it slide in. Look up.”


Click.


“More.”


Click.





This continues until her nose is resting in my pubic hair and I can feel her chin touching my balls.


“Now let’s see if you can smear that lipstick,” I tell her before placing the camera strap around my neck and holding the sides of her head in my hands.


I glide my cock between her wet shiny red lips repeatedly. Anjali’s cheeks hollow out as she tries to suck the cum out of my balls. Her hand assists and she begins to jerk me off in her mouth while she licks and tongues just the head.


Click.


Her other hand reaches down and finds my balls. Once cum filled and hanging low, they are now shrunk up tight with my impending explosion of cum. I start to hump Anjali’s mouth holding one hand on her head.


“Hold your mouth open and jerk me off in your mouth and on your face.”





I watch through the viewfinder snapping pictures with one hand and hold Anjali’s face close with the other. She sticks her tongue out lapping at the underside of my cock head. When her eyes look up at me, I hold out no longer.


Click, click, click, click, click.


I release her head and continue to take pictures as she licks me clean and then using her fingers wipes the cum off her face, licking each fingerfull off with her lips. I zoom in and get a wonderful close up of my cum staining her shiny red lips.