Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

She was seconds away from total release. As he sucked harder on her clit, his fingers plunging in and out of her pussy in a blur of motion.


"Oh, yes, yes, yes, I'm almost there, oh God, yesss..."Rakul cried.


He shoved his thumb up her anus, his tongue sucking Rakul's clit like his life depended on it.


"Yesss...yessss...like that...yessss...I'm cumming...I'm cummmminnnngggg!" Rakul screamed.





Rakul screamed her pleasure as she came and came in a prolonged orgasm, her hips bucking off the bed, her breasts flopping wildly, as her body exploded with pleasure in response to Krishan Kumar's loving ministrations. It seemed it would go on forever.


Each time the sensations ceased, Krishan Kumar would thrust his finger deep into Rakul's ass, or lick her clitoris, or bite the lips of her cunt, and it would start all over again; until, out of sheer exhaustion, Rakul pleaded, "Stop, Sir, stop, I've no energy left, it will kill me." Rakul's body stopped twitching after several minutes, as Krishan Kumar continued to gently lick her engorged clit.


Finally, Rakul weakly pushed his head away, and he slid between her outstretched arms as she embraced him loosely. "That was the best," Rakul whispered to him, "You certainly know how to pleasure a woman with your tongue."





They grinned at each other, and Rakul moved down on Krishan Kumar, rubbing his cock.


Krishan Kumar lay down on the bed, Rakul's body straddling his, his waist inches from Rakul's flushed, gorgeous face, she stared at his throbbing cock, inched from her mouth, and moaned softly.


Rakul stroked his cock with her fingertips, and stared in amazement at his huge cock. It was around nine inches long, and it was thick, my God, it was thick. "Such a big cock," Rakul cooed, "Like a big lollipop." This was a terribly exciting moment for her.


With a moan of frenzied lust, she reached out and wrapped both hands around it. It was amazed that so much of his huge cock still protruded from her fists. Holding the shaft steady, Rakul lowered her head and gently kissed the bloated tip. As Rakul's hot breath fanned his prick, Krishan Kumar shivered lustily.





Rakul's stiff nipples were grazing his body, her luscious big tits swaying gently as she crawled into position. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around the thick, hairy base of his prick, steadying the bucking shaft, gently cupping his balls in her palm. With a moan, Rakul stuck out her tongue and began lashing it all over the engorged, purple head of Krishan Kumar's cock.


Rakul shivered over the head of his cock, greedily licking up the single drop of pre-cum that had formed, moaning at the taste, "God, I love you," she groaned, as she slid the head of his cock into her mouth.


Rakul sucked more and more of Krishan Kumar's cock into her mouth, her tongue dancing along the sensitive areas of his cock with wild abandon. She gently massaged his swollen balls with her fingertips, and he moaned deep in his throat. Incredibly, his cock was growing bigger, bigger than any cock she had ever seen. It was swelling to mammoth proportions, crowding her throat, pushing against her palate. Yet Rakul had no difficulty in swallowing more and more of his cock.





She deep-throated him until her nose was buried in his pubic hair, and then slowly let it slide out of her mouth with a loud plop. Then she settled down into a rhythm, sucking his cock, her head bobbing back and forth over the stiff shaft, while she moaned in obvious enjoyment.


Krishan Kumar now had a hold on her head and he was pushing it, pulling it, mumbling, "Good, so good, so good, good..."


Rakul was ravished at his hands, and threw herself back on the bed, spreading her legs and thighs wide open in shameless invitation, working to position her body under his, begging, imploring him, "Now Sir, now, please. Please put it in me, oh, let me, let me put it in. Oh, I love it so. Fuck me, fuck me good." She took the head of his giant cock and guided it to her flared vaginal lips.





His cock found the outer lips, and she let go. She was a slave to her desire, and she needed his cock to quench the fire in her loins. Yet he did not give her what she wanted.


He rubbed his erect cock up and down her pussy lips, slapping her vaginal mound with his cock-head, and Rakul moaned. "Oh, God, Sir, I need you. I need you so bad."


He teased her, not allowing her the penetration she desired. "What do you need? Tell me what you need, lover, dearest?" Krishan Kumar teased.