Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Do not -" Catherine  gasped and lost all focus when the boy's massive thing flopped out. It was even more shocking when she realized that was his size while soft. Had the demons really done this to him? "Let me see it better."

The teenager shimmied closer to the bed, his enormous member hanging with two overripe balls dangling behind it.

"It is clearly unnatural." Catherine  moved across the bed to get a closer look. Without thinking, her hands darted out and took hold of it. It was so warm and solid. She squeezed it softly and admired its pliancy. "I'm not sure what I can do for you."

A phrase popped into Krishan's mind. "You need to draw the poison out, Mrs. Samatar."

"Yes." Catherine  watched her fingers move on the pale flesh. She stroked the penis slowly. "Draw the poison out." The thing swelled in her hands. She watched in amazement as it got bigger, and bigger. Until it was even larger than that godless, she'd used on herself. "It's incredible."



"Could you take off your head scarf?" Krishan was loathe to have her remove her hands from his dick, but he wanted to see what she had hidden under that scarf.

"I remove the hijab only for my husband." But even as she said those words, her right hand left the penis in front of her and pulled off her hijab. She shook out her wavy, black hair. She brought her hands back together on Krishan's thing and pumped harder. "Draw out the poison," she murmured.

"Wow. You're beautiful." Krishan stared down at her soft, feminine face as she worked him. He had no doubt that despite what the Samatars said, the house still had influence and power. And that Catherine  was under its spell. "It's a little dry. Can you put it in your mouth?"

"That is a thing I would only do for Maxamed. I would never -" But she was surprised to discover that what cut off her words was her lips locking around the head of that giant penis. She bobbed her head on it. She wanted desperately to protect this boy and please him any way she could. "Mmmmmppppphhhhhhh." She groaned around the penis.

"Sssshhhhhh." Krishan wove his fingers gently into her wavy hair. "My mom and dad are sleeping across the hall."

That thought sent a surge of panic through Catherine 's little body, but she didn't stop. She kept pumping him with her hands and her mouth.

Many minutes later, it occurred to Catherine  that this was the longest she'd ever spent pleasing a man. She hoped he would finish soon. But, at the same time, she thrilled to hear the soft grunts and moans her ministrations elicited.



"Mrs. Samatar ... I'm going to ... cum ..." Krishan tried to be as quiet as possible as he unloaded in the small, dark woman's mouth.

Hot, salty sperm filled Catherine 's mouth, bulging out her cheeks. And then she swallowed it down. And again and again. It was the tastiest, most fulfilling meal she'd ever had. In the past, she had thought Maxamed offered copious loads, but now that she'd experienced a flood, she realized her husband spurted only a trickle.

"Enough ... enough ..." After cumming, Krishan was a bit sensitive and Catherine  kept sucking and sucking. Gently pulling on her hair, he removed himself from her mouth. "Thank you, Mrs. Samatar."

"Call me ... Catherine ." Her small breasts rose and fell under her dress as she tried to catch her breath. "Is the poison out?" She never took her eyes off the monstrous beast as she sat back on the bed, her weight resting on her butt.

"I'm sorry, no." Krishan shook his head and gently pushed her onto her back. He could tell Nayanthara needed more. And, as he lifted Catherine 's dress to her waist and spread her legs, he needed more, too.

"Wait, wait, oooohhhhhhhhhhhh." Catherine  felt him pull her panties to the side and press that massive head against her opening. It slipped right in. Why was she so wet for someone other than her husband? She found herself willingly hunching her hips up against the teenager and placing her hands on his skinny butt. She pressed him into her and stifled a moan. "Slow, slow, slooowwwwwwww. I've never had anything this big."

"Okay." Krishan let his dick slip inch by inch into her tight pussy. She was so much smaller than Anushka and Hansika. He realized he was taller than her and he might even outweigh her. She felt so different wiggling under him.



Soon, he bottomed out and then got into a good pace sawing in and out of her pussy with long, easy strokes. He looked down at her contorted face, with his cum on her chin, and quickened the pace a little. He had just enough experience now to know she was about to cum.

"Krishan ... Krishan ... oooohhhhhh. What is happening to meeeeeeeeee?" Catherine  opened her legs further and her hips convulsed as he hit some deep spot inside her she hadn't known about until that very moment. Who knew pleasing a man could be so wonderful for the woman?

"Ssshhhhhh." Krishan put a hand over her mouth to quiet her as she moaned through her orgasm.

"I thought ... I was ... caring for you ... but you treat me ... like a queen." Catherine 's words were muffled by Krishan's fingers. She surrendered the last bit of resistance and let the humping teenager do with her as he willed.



"Sure ... just keep it down ... okay?" Krishan removed his hand from her mouth and put both hands under her and grabbed her tight ass for leverage.

"Ow, ow, ow." Catherine  pushed at his shoulders. "Too deep."

"Sorry." Krishan stopped his hips. "How's this?" He started his motion up again, going very slow.

Catherine  nodded up at him.

"And this?" He moved a little faster.

"It is good."

"And ... this?" Krishan now slammed into her with long, powerful strokes.

"I can ... uh ... uh ... take it." Catherine  nodded up at her blue-eyed paramour. "You're making me ... have ... another one." She shuddered out another orgasm.

Catherine  didn't know how much time passed, but it was three or four of her mind-shattering orgasms later when she felt Krishan begin to tremble on top of her.



"Gonna cum ... again." Sweat dripped down Krishan's face. His hips smashed into her hips over and over again. The mattress dipped under them with each thrust. The bed squeaked, making too much noise. But Krishan couldn't stop himself.