Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

“How much are you willing to spend?”


“I’ve been talking to some of the other guys. I hear she is the best cocksucker. I also hear she is kinky as shit, licking guy’s asses, letting them spank her and titty fuck her, whatever they want. If she lets us have our way with her, 25000. I don’t figure we can last much more than a couple of hours anyway, but it’ll be fun trying.”


“I’ll make a deal for you. I’m about to get off here. You let me come party with y’all and we’ll call it 20000, I’ll throw the other bill in myself.”


“Sure that’s cool. We got beer in the room too. We’re in 349. Just bring her with you when you are ready.”


“See you in a few then.”


As soon as the two guys left the room, I went in.


“Just have a seat baby and get comfortable. I’ll be right there,” she called out.


The room smelled of sex. The bed was a complete mess with cum stains all over the sheets. A few empty beer cans were lying around and it looked like my whore wife had been having a hell of a party. And it looked like everyone cummed.










She walked out of the bathroom with just her garter belt and stockings on. She smiled when she saw me.


“Checking up on your bitch?”


‘Yeah, baby. How are you holding out?”


“I haven’t had this much fun in years. I didn’t know I could cum so much.”


“Think you can handle a little more?”


“I guess I have to if you want me to.”


“Good. Get dressed. We got a party to go to.”


“They aren’t coming here?”


“No. I made a deal with six guys in their room. You have to take care of them until they can’t go anymore. And I get to be there too.”


“Oh. Okay baby. But can you do something for me?”


“What’s that?”


“Can you get the video camera out of the closet and put a fresh tape in and bring it with us? I have a feeling my husband would like to see what kind of a slut whore he’s married too.”





We walk the short distance to the room. Just before I knock, Anjali tells me to wait. She pulls her tank top down and pinches her nipples to get them hard. Then she pulls the top back up looking down to see if she achieved the desired effect. Unsatisfied, she pulls the top off and then knocks on the door herself. As soon as the door opens, my whore wife pops in the room full of enthusiasm.


“So does anyone here wanna fuck?” she asks all of them.





Their response is equally enthusiastic, “Yeah!”


Anjali wastes no time and climbs in the middle of one of the two beds, then takes charge.


“Two guys. Naked. One on each side of her. Lay on your back.”


The race was on to see who could strip first and get on the bed. Once in position, Anjali started earning her keep. She stroked both boys at the same time. Then she lowered her mouth to one while still fondling the other one. Then she would switch. This lasted for maybe five minutes with me catching every moment on videotape.





I watch as Anjali stops and reaches under her skirt. She looks at the guy on her left and acts as if she is about to flip a coin.


“Heads or tails,” she asks him.


“Heads.”


Anjali moves a bit and wiggles her skirted ass at the other boy. “Guess that means you get tails then. Just remember pussy only. My ass is the only exit. I don’t even let my husband do that. Although I bet he would do anything to try it.”