Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Come on," she whispered. "Fuck me, Charlie. Fuck me harder. Make me cum..."


And I did. I fucked her harder still, slamming into her so the bed creaked and groaned.


"Oh!" cried Poonam as I ploughed her from behind. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. Oh fuck, I'm cumming!"


And her pussy contracted around my shaft as she reached her climax, sucking the semen from my balls, and I exploded inside her, filling her womb with my thick cum.





I cupped her breasts in my hands, pulling her upright before spinning her around to face me and then pushing her to her knees. I took a handful of her still-wet hair and pulled her head back, then pressed my softening cock, slimy with my spunk and her juices, to her lips. Obediently, the slut opened her mouth and sucked my dick inside, cleaning it enthusiastically with her tongue.






A little later she lay snuggled against me, her hair spread out over my chest, her hand cupping my drained balls. I kissed the crown of her head, lulling her into a false sense of security with my post-coital tenderness. I thought about the surprises I still had in store for her and my cock began to rise again.


Poonam giggled and raised herself up on her elbow to look down into my face, closing her fist around my throbbing shaft. "Already?" she asked.


"Already. You know where I'd like to fuck you?" I told her, smiling. "On the dining table. Then when we are eating our  dinner, with my wife and your husband, our eyes will meet over the table and we'll remember."


She giggled again and eagerly swung her legs over the side of the bed, impatient to be fucked again.


"Wait," I said. "I have some things I'd like you to wear."


When I led her down the stairs, she was wearing black seamed hold ups, black patent heels and a tiny pair of festive silver crotchless knickers, trimmed with white feathers and a little bell that tinkled with the sway of her hips. Her breasts jiggled as she descended the stairs. She looked delectable.


I laid Poonam across one end of the oval polished dining table and moved between her spread thighs. Her head hung off the other side.





My cock slipped easily through the gash in the crotch of the knickers and into her still-sloppy pussy.


I was thrusting into her velvety depths, her legs wrapped tightly around my hips, when the door opened and four of my best friends came in.


Now the fun could really begin.


Poonam was entirely focused on the sensations my dick was creating inside her and it took her some minutes to notice we had company. When she opened her eyes and saw, from upside down, the four naked men with fat, jutting erections encircling her she screamed in horror and tried to sit upright.





Damu and Sam have excellent reflexes, honed during regular squash sessions. They each grasped one of Poonam's upper arms and held her quite still. Her pretty eyes were wide with justified panic. I continued to fuck her still-wet hole as Gary put his hands on her cheeks and nudged at her mouth with the tip of his huge cock. Defiant, the girl kept her lips clamped tight shut and I leaned forward, twisting her nipples brutally with my fingers.


"Open your mouth, bitch," I instructed her.





A single tear seeped from the outer corner of her left eye as she acknowledged defeat. She parted her lips and Gani filled her mouth with black cock. With her head hanging off the table edge it was an easy matter for him to hold her spine in alignment and push past her tonsils into her throat. His eight inches disappeared inside her and she was silent, more tears now streaming from both eyes as she struggled to breathe while my friend fucked her lovely mouth.