Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Part -- 9

One day, Krishan Kumar was sitting on the long sofa in the hall, and he had a magazine in his hand. Ramya came with a big photo album, and sat beside him. He looked at her, and found her an extremely hot lady, dbangd in an elegant white Saree. The long hairs neatly tied behind her neck, and reaching up to her waist. The Saree was well below the navel, and showing her flat abdomen while the boobs looked like ready to burst out of its restraints. She was sitting close enough for him to smell the sweet perfumes coming from her body.


"Krishan, see our family photos. These are the wedding photos of me and my husband from our younger times. This is little Anushka of 3 years," she said.





Suddenly his heart leaped out of his chest when he saw Ramya leaned onto him showing him photos from the Album, and her shoulder met his. He saw that she didn't pull back but kept her breasts pressed against him while continuing to show the photos animatedly.


He felt excited; his cock grew in size and was making a tent in his pants. He quietly adjusted it and watched in amazement as she slipped closer to him and allowed her boobs to be pressed against the backside of his shoulder.


"See this little Anushka. Can you believe this little Anushka has become a mother of two young daughters?" she said to him excitedly, showing the childhood photographs of Anushka.


What was she doing? Was she flirting with him? Whether she decided to make her fantasy a reality. She wondered and looked at him. Then Ramya came in front of him, and leaned to show him further photos from the Album. Now, her boobs were more revealing, thin shoulder straps, and the bra cups were really tiny and only covered her nipples. On either side Krishan Kumar could clearly see the dark circles around her nipples, the aureoles. Because it was tight, her breasts were squeezed tightly together and bulged up and out very sexily.


The panties were even tinier, clearly visible from her white transparent saree, really only a thong. At home, she would usually not wear a petticoat beneath the saree except panties. There was nothing at all behind, just a really thin strand that went between her buttocks and, on the other side, came up between her legs. There, the strand became a little broader, but just a little, so that it only just covered her actual cunt-lips, but left everything else completely bare: her pubic hair could be seen on either side. Then Kreethi entered, and the situation was changed.





In the meantime, Krishan Kumar set a target to fuck these two women very soon. He started preparation to give a good and heavy fuck to these two women. He stopped masturbating, tried to control himself, started taking the special homeopathy medicines for enhancing the duration of sex. He started massaging his dick everyday by special herbal medicated oil which would make the dick rock hard. Good things happened to him one by one, his body started showing results, his dick was staying erect for 30+ minutes, he had not even masturbated for once, he even controlled himself from wet dream ( leaking sperm during sleep) by having a cold shower at night and oil bath twice a week. All the sex boosting medicines and foods started showing results, and his dried ball sack slowly filled up with stock of thick quantity of healthy sperm for emptying inside these two women.


He would often notice Keerthi, the silent beauty of the house, who would be doing all the household works, and occasionally when their eyes would meet, she would simply smile at him. Krishan Kumar could guess that an underline sorrow was running inside her mind which she would not like to express before others, it might be her unhappiness being childless for more than 6 years after being married.





Day by day, he became obsessed with this beauty, he wanted to be part with her, to explore the cause of her depression and her emptiness. He was attracted much more with her faint and starry radiance face through the gloom, and the sweet stillness of her face down on a fair young head, with all the clustering locks, untouched by care, her lips and cheek, beneath it her innocent gaze. Her flute-like voices, her tenderness, and her smile was wearing her woe. He would glance at her pale cheek, and wanted to give her a true heart of hope replacing the broken heart with the first fragrance of love. Krishan Kumar became obsessed with her romantically.


She was cleaning the window. She was in her mid-thirties, fair complexion, with perfect 34B breasts and below her naked waist peeking through her saree was a round hip which swayed sexily with every step she took.


He looked up to the window, and saw there her noble but gloomy face. It was bent down, and her head seemed as if it was depressed by dark thoughts. At this sight, Krishan Kumar forgot everything.


"Ohhh!" sighed he, "if I could only make her happier!"


This was Krishan Kumar's daily subject of thought, but Keerthi appeared to be indifferent to everything around her here. He picked out the pairs of beautiful fancy golden bangles, he purchased last evening for her, and with these in his hand which were glistening in the light, he proceeded towards her.


"Keerthi, you look like you have been working hard, come, see what I brought for you. I think these would suit to your hands," he said and handed over her the bangles.


"Uncle, thank you," she acknowledged his gifts. The sickly paleness of her noble countenance, the depressed seldom- raised eyelids, the inanimate languor of her movements, the gloomy indifference in which her soul seemed to be wrapped for suffering was beamed with light of joy and cheerfulness.





"Why don't you wear these now? I want to see whether these are fitted suitably in your hands or not?" he said, and reached down to her hands for help. She felt his hand as he helped her to wear the bangles. His hand was big and hot. She felt a current of electricity run up her arms.


"These are beautiful," said Kreethi.


"At least, you have appreciated, so nice of you. Do you ever go outside?" he asked smilingly.


"After coming here, I have never gone outside," she replied with her dropping eyes.


"Then, you should come with me sometime? I would be your guide. We would go to the zoo, Metro, shopping complex, and to watch movies in Theatres," he said and looked at her intently.


She nodded her head with consent, and replied, "Sure, I would like to visit with you."


In the next two weeks, Krishan Kumar took Keerthi to all places  which she had never seen in her life. He purchased costly and beautiful sarees, ornaments, and cosmetics for her, and gifted her.


Gradually, he could notice that she had overcome her melancholies, sorrow, and gloomy face of disappointed hopes. Now, she had become a little talkative. Her face reflected perfect happiness.





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