Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Part - 11

Kreethi woke up late in the morning around 8.00 AM. She went inside the bathroom, and made herself completely naked, and stood before the big mirror of the bathroom. She observed her body. My God! there were teeth marks in her two breasts followed by red colours as if she had been stung by some insects. Her nipples were slightly swollen and cut with thin small lines. Her inner lips appeared to be slightly puffy/swollen. There were three red dots on both sides of her cheeks, and her lower lip was slightly cut with a red line. She had read somewhere about love bites. But now she had experience of all the love bites inflicted by Krishan Kumar, and she remembered the random fucking of last night. A sensation spread out through her entire body. She smiled and took her bath and refreshed herself. After putting on her dress, she came outside, and found Krishan Kumar sitting on a sofa in the hall, and was reading a newspaper. She went near to him and stood beside him. After hearing her footsteps, he looked at her. He appeared to be quite normal as if nothing happened between themselves.





"Uncle, you are very naughty. Do you have any idea? What have you done to me? My boobs and nipples are all marked with your love bites. Even the inner lips of my cunt have become puffy and swollen, "she said with a mischievous smile.


Krishan Kumar replied in a cool voice, "Don't worry. These love bites are temporary, and will be vanished after one day. Your's cunt hole was dry for so many years due to non-entry of cock properly. The muscles of cunt lips are not accustomed to friction of dick so your inner lips have slightly swollen which will be overcome by tomorrow."


At that time Ramya entered for some work. From a distance, she keenly observed Keerthi.


She enquired, "Keerthi, what happened to your beautiful soft cheeks and lower lip? There are several red dots."


"Aunty, due to my negligence, last night, the window of the bedroom was not closed properly and partially opened, for which mosquitoes had entered and bitten."


"So sad! My poor girl, the wicked mosquitoes have made hell of you." replied Ramya.


In a very husky voice, Krishan Kumar said, "I am that wicked mosquito who has bitten her."


Since Krishan Kumar's voice was not audible, Ramya asked, "Krishan, did you say anything?"


Krishan Kumar replied in a loud voice, "The mosquitoes have chosen a soft target."


Both Ramya and Keerthi laughed.


Then Ramya said, "Listen Keerthi, today afternoon, I am taking your Aunt (Asin) and my daughter (Anushka) to the Doctor for a medical check-up. Since children will be in school, and Krishan will be in Bank, during our absence, you will be left alone here. Please lock the entrance grill properly, and don't open it to any outsider stranger."


"OK Aunty, I will be careful, "replied Kreethi.


On that day, Krishan Kumar could not concentrate his mind properly in the Bank. In each fraction of seconds, his mind was flashed with memory of Kreethi's entire naked body, her beautiful innocent face, her round erected boobs, her deep navel, her flashy thighs, her small red pussy with tiny pubic hairs, and his fucking to her. He could not resist getting a hard one. He became so restless and horny that he called one of his office staff.





"Listen, today I am not feeling well. I will leave immediately for my house, and take a rest," he said to him, and afterwards he left the Bank, and reached the Apartment.


It was 1.30PM, afternoon, Keerthi remained alone in the flat. She was lying in the bed room of Krishan Kumar which now she thought as if it belonged to her, her own room, her husband's room. She remembered her fucking with Krishan Kumar of last day and night, and today's early morning fuck. She felt a sexual thrill inside her, and thought that this was not enough, she wanted more fucking, now sex with Krishan Kumar was insatiable, she needed more so that she could have a baby from him. She was engrossed in her thought, and in this moment, she heard the sound of a bell. She wondered who might be at this odd hour as Asin Aunty, Anushka Aunty and Ramya Aunty would be returning by evening. She got up and went to the corridor of the flats near the entrance grill to see who it was.


Ohhh...God! It was Krishan Kumar standing on the other side of the Grill, smiling after seeing her. Her Uncle, her idol, her lover, her Greek God, and new husband of her body and mind. Hurriedly, she opened the lock of the entrance grill, and welcomed it with a sexy smile.


"What's a surprise! How did you arrive from my dream, and landed here to be with me at this hour?" asked Keerthi.


"Keerthi, my dear wife, I cannot live without you. You have mesmerised me, and I could not work properly in the Bank. After reaching Bank, I was thinking only about you, I was disturbed, became restless when I felt you are left alone. I left my work at my desk, and rushed towards you to make love to you," said Krishan Kumar excitedly.


Keerthi said surprisingly, "My God! For me, you have left your work. Uncle, you should not. After all, it was Banking work and you are the Manager."


Krishan Kumar replied, "Let my Banking work go to hell for my little Keerthi, I am not bothered. I care for my dear Keerthi for whom I can do anything as she is a little darling of my heart, my lover and my wife now."


Keerthi adored and admired this man. She developed more respect towards this man which she felt never before.


She looked at this heavenly looking man, who made her happy, for the first time in her life. She rushed towards him and tightly embraced him' He kissed her on her forehead, on eyelids, on nose, on both the cheeks and lastly on her rosy pouty and lascivious lips. Her two breasts were pressed in his wide chest. He squeezed them a little harder. She kept her eyes closed enjoying every minute of the joy which was spreading through her whole body. It was something she waited all her life for.






She unfastened the chest buttons of his shirt, and ran her hands across his chest; her fingers thread themselves through the coarse hairs.


Her cheek rested against his chest for a moment, the hairs were brushing against her cheek, and a sexy sweat odour was emanating from her chest hairs. She pulled him closely to her, and inhaled the odour deeply. She gently touched his face, and turned him slightly down to face her, and their eyes met. Keerthi was able to see the longing in his eyes, and she knew that he saw the desire in her. Their lips connected, at first tentatively. Her arms reached up around his neck from behind and embraced him. She could feel the firm tips of her breasts pressed against his chest more tightly, and the softness of her bosom comfortably snugged at his Rib cage.


He smelt nice. She pushed her tongue to make him open his mouth. He let it slide in. Their tongues danced and swirled. She could sense the quickening passions burning inside him. He brought both hands to the back of her neck, and brought her mouth deeper inside his, clasping the hairs at the nape of her neck. Keerthi had this weird sensation of being powerless to feel anything but the force of his kiss. She wanted him to dominate her, rendering her powerless to do anything but surrender to him.


She could feel his cock pressing up against her lower belly, teasing her with its hardness, and his lust fired her.


During this action, they were so merged with each other that they were completely unaware of the fact that both have stood in the floor of the corridor, and the entrance grill was opened, any passers-by in staircases could watch them.


They came to their senses.


"Let us go into the house honey," said Keerthi.


She found that addressing him in an endearing manner instead of uncle was not difficult at all, in fact, she was becoming natural. They walked hand in hand into the house and made sure the outside grill doors were locked. Keerthi led him into the master bed room of his.


"Since it is my husband's room so it is now my room, and I could do whatever I want in it" said Keerthi.


Krishan Kumar was glad that she changed the morning sheets, and made the bed covered with a velvet bed sheet and pillows. She dragged him by his hand into the room. They were like teen aged lovers. She closed the door behind them. Krishan Kumar was very much astonished to observe Keerthi taking a leading part in their passionate and sexual actions.


Next minute, they both jumped into the bed. It was like a cyclone hitting from nowhere. Grabbing on to each other, kissing, cuddling, grabbing, and pulling all at the same time. They were both beside themselves.


She threw the Saree on the floor, next came the petticoat, and she was standing in just with a bra and panty.


His eyes were on her boobs. Keerthi always had moderately large and firm boobs.






She looked into his beautiful penetrating eyes. "Do you want to touch them honey?" she asked him.


She knew his answer even before he gently nodded with a smile. She gently unhooked the top, and let it all to the floor. She could see from his looks that he was mesmerised by what he saw.


"Take them sweet hearts; they are yours." Said Keerthi.