Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

When her hips quieted, Krishan pulled back and looked up at her. "I'm not sad anymore." His face glistened with her juice. His dick stood hard and ready, recovered from the letdown with Anushka.



"Now ... I ... didn't mean ... that's not the sort of help ... I," Hansika stammered.

"I just really need to be close to someone right now." Krishan pulled on her hips and lowered her to her knees on the floor between his legs. "I want to forget about the breakup. Can you help with that?"

Hansika looked up at his monster cock, twitching and oozing precum. Her eyes went round and glassy. "You want me to suck it? Again?" Her unsure hands reached up and felt the veiny thickness. The dick was not only out of proportion with his body, it would have been out of proportion attached to any man she'd ever known.

"Yes, please." Krishan leaned back in the chair and gazed down at the look of amazement on her face.

"Well, I suppose." Hansika leaned forward and took him into her mouth. Her tongue met his salty precum and she purred. In a day, she'd gone from a faithful wife who'd never considered infidelity, to willingly taking a cold, strange cock in her pussy and sucking off her brother-in-law twice. 



Reflecting on the past twenty-four hours made her head spin. She stroked his dick with both hands and awkwardly bobbed her head as she tried to adjust her technique to his size.

"Better than I imagined." Krishan placed his hands on the back of her head.

The words made Hansika suck even harder. He'd been imagining this. Of course, the little guy had been crushing on her. How had she never seen it before? The hands on her head pushed a little and the cock went deeper into her mouth. She gurgled and gagged a little. The pressure continued, and with each successive bob her head dropped farther and farther down. This was impossible. Even with Karan's much smaller penis, she'd never been able to blow him like this. It felt like the world just kept tilting under her. Her hands moved from the shaft to Krishan's hips, holding on for dear life.

"Yes." Krishan pushed and pulled on Hansika's hair until she took almost the whole thing. "You were ... uh ... uh ... uh ... made for this, Hansika."



"Uuuuugghhhhh." Why wasn't she gagging anymore? The long dick was down her damn throat. The idea sunk in. Krishan was right, she was made for this. What a thing, to discover you were made for blowing giant cocks.

"Not yet. Not yet." Krishan pulled Hansika off his dick and looked down as she gasped for air. "I want to do it with you."

"Do ... what?" She looked up at him, pulling the collar of her shirt up and wiping off the dripping saliva around her mouth.

"Hop on." A flicker of uncertainty passed on Krishan's face. "I mean, you're so beautiful, and it would really help with the breakup if I could ... you know ... put it inside you."

Hansika laughed. She couldn't help herself. "You're serious? I can't cheat on Karan." Again, she silently cursed to herself. "And ..." She nudged the enormous cock with her finger and lost her train of thought. It swayed a little. He had to be over a foot long. "It won't fit. Even if I wanted to, you'd tear me in two." She wrapped her fingers back around the shaft and slowly pumped him, trying to ignore her wedding ring sparkling in the warm light. "Maybe I could finish you with my hands, and then we could forget about the whole thing. Okay?" But even as she said it, she knew she was going to cheat on Karan for a second time. Whatever had happened to her in that locked room with Sunny had opened some sort of door inside her.

"Let's just put the tip in, then." Krishan pulled off his shirt and tossed it behind him. "If it doesn't fit, I promise I won't ever ask again."

"What about your brother?" Hansika felt a warm tingling in her belly just holding Krishan's cock.

"Karan deserves this."

"That's not true." But it dawned on Hansika that it might actually be true.

"Climb on, Hansika." Krishan looked at her with plaintive eyes. "I always thought you were too good for Karan. Too smart. Too sweet. Too beautiful."

"Really?" Hansika blushed and stood up, still holding on to Krishan's cock with her left hand. There was just enough room on the chair for her legs on either side of his narrow hips. She mounted him. "I wouldn't normally do this. But you looked so sad. And ... ooohhhhhh ..." She placed the cockhead at her entrance and lowered her hips just a fraction of an inch. "Oh ... ooohhhhhhh ... and this house is ... I don't think I should have messed up that salt symbol thing on the ... uh ... floor." She lowered herself a little more, staring at a bookcase blankly. "I ... uuuggghhhhhhh ... you're so big. Even bigger than Sunny."



"Who's Sunny?" Krishan placed his hands under the hem of her shirt and gripped her soft, warm hips.

"He's ... uh ... uh ... just ..." She dropped her hips a little more and put her hands on Krishan's slim shoulders. She was almost halfway. "... an old boyfriend."

"Oh, cool." Krishan pulled down on her hips and speared her all the way with his dick. He gazed up at her pretty face as it twisted into what looked like a silent snarl. Her eyes rolled upward.

"Jeez, Krish. You're ... oooohhhhhh ... in my belly." Hansika had taken Sunny, so maybe it shouldn't have surprised her that Krishan fit inside her, too. "I feel like ... uh ... uh ... I'm sitting on a ... skyscbangr." She rocked her hips tentatively, afraid of pain that never came. All she could feel was her erstwhile tight pussy in extreme tension as it loosened and wrapped around him. That, and the flood of pleasure that came with it.



~~

Anushka didn't remember waking, or leaving her bedroom. But somehow, she found herself on the main floor near the library. It was still dark out, but she didn't know the time. Light spilled out of the open library door. Naked, except for her panties, Anushka covered her breasts with an arm and stepped closer to the light. She then heard it. Soft slapping, stifled moans, and murmuring. The unmistakable sounds of sex. She'd seen Nayanthara ride her son in the library before, and that was what she expected to find as she peered around the door frame.

When she saw what was happening in the library, Anushka's free hand went to her mouth in shock. Hansika was clearly riding Krishan's giant thing with slow, impossibly long strokes. The look on Hansika's face was one of surprise, lust, and awe. The poor woman's mouth hung open and her eyes stared upward. Anushka couldn't see her son's face as Hansika's boobs, still hidden by her shirt, pressed up against him. Those breasts were bigger than Anushka remembered. Goodness, her daughter-in-law had made the deal, too. What a hussy.



The more she thought about it, and the more she watched her family slowly copulate, the more it became clear to Anushka that this was her fault. She shouldn't have cut off Krishan so abruptly. Of course he would fall into another woman's arms. Anushka then thought of Shriya, and prayed the house hadn't tried to corrupt her. First thing tomorrow, Anushka would drive over to the Samatar house and demand a device that would protect her daughter.

There was a hole in Anushka's logic, blinded as she was by the mansion's influence. As she turned away from the door and put her back to the hallway wall, it never occurred to her that they should all leave the house that instant. As she lowered her hand under her panties and made quick circular motions with her fingers, she didn't consider packing up the family and running far, far away. Instead, she listened to the mating couple and felt the electricity surge from her clit as she masturbated herself.



The house would protect itself. And to do that it needed more time with this Family.

~~

The abandon with which Hansika rode that monster cock would have certainly surprised her husband, had he not been sound asleep upstairs. His wife had always been so meek in their lovemaking, letting Karan do the work. Now she humped his brother like a woman possessed. Which, technically, she was.

"I'm ... on the ... pill." Hansika needed him to cum inside her. She had never desired anything so much before that moment.

"What?" Krishan couldn't see her face as her boobs bounced in his face. He regretting not pulling off her t-shirt earlier, but now he just held on to her hips for dear life.

"Cum in me ... uh ... uh ... uh. Fill ... me ... Krish."

"You want me to ...?" Krishan's voice was muffled by cotton and bouncing boob.



"Unload your ... balls ... inside." Hansika's movements became more erratic as she was on the verge of having another orgasm.

"Okay." Krishan was close. He let the pleasure continue to build. After about twenty more strokes from his sister-in-law's pussy, he let go. "Hansika ......... aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." He tightened his grip on her hips to hold her all the way down on his dick as he erupted in her warm pussy.

"Oh, my Goooooodddddddd." Hansika threw her head back and tossed her arms around his shoulders. A whole galaxy of stars danced before her eyes. Waves of euphoria washed over her, timed with each hot spurt of cum that hit her womb.

Slowly the couple came down from their high. Their breathing, ragged at first, became more even.

"I've never felt anything like that." Hansika leaned back on his lap so she could look down on his face. Krishan's dick twitched inside her. Her pussy spasmed in response. "Are you feeling better?"

"Yes." Krishan nodded and looked up into her lovely face as sweat dripped down her forehead. A wide smile crept across his face.



"We have to keep this between the two of us. Understand?" Hansika playfully touched the tip of his nose with her finger. "You can't go bragging to your buddies. Karan would totally murder both of us." When she mentioned her husband, Hansika looked to the open door and her face fell. "We should have been more careful." She pulled off him and his dick fell out of her with an audible slurp.

"Sorry." Krishan couldn't move from the chair as he watched her.

"My, gosh. What did you do to me, Krish?" Hansika lifted her shirt a little and spread her legs. She looked down. Below her triangle of blonde hair, she could see his cum already dripping out. "I have to get cleaned up and back to bed before Karan notices I'm gone." She bent down, picked up her panties, and balled them up. "Can you clean in here?" She pointed to the hardwood floor where some cum had splashed. Hansika then placed the balled panties between her legs to catch any more drippings. She couldn't leave a trail of cum to the upstairs bathroom.

"Yeah." Krishan nodded, still in a bit of a daze. He watched her awkwardly waddle toward the door, trying not to drip. "Thank you, Hansika. You're the best."

"You're welcome." Hansika looked over her shoulder at Krishan. She couldn't help smiling when she saw the happiness and relief written on his face. Even though cheating on Karan was wrong, she knew she'd done a good thing. "Goodnight." Hansika waddled out of the library.



"And thank you, Nayan" Krishan whispered. He thought that maybe he could hear joyous, cascading laughter from far away. He stirred from the chair and got moving. He needed to clean up before daylight. No one could know he'd had sex with his beautiful sister-in-law.