Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Phew that was good baby. Now bring your little friend up here and I'll take care of him." She enjoyed calling me little. At barely 5 inches I had never had any complaints that I knew of, but she had confided in me that she was used to large men, and my little guy didn't do a whole lot for her. She had told me she loved me anyway and we would work through it.

"Ohhh looks like he likes that" she said while stroking my dick with her hand.



"Mmmm yes that's it. Think of me fucking some big hunky guy like in the movie baby. That's it, squirt your little quick shooter" Her pace quickened. Thirty seconds later I erupted in the tissue she was holding in her other hand. I always felt guilty after coming thinking about her fucking someone else. She had told me to, but I still felt bad. The thought of her with someone else was enough to make me have a heart attack.

I was beginning to get worried. I knew that I had trouble taking care of Priyamani's needs with my penis but I thought we worked through that with the oral and videos. I thought she liked being in control, but maybe she needed a real man once in a while? God did I just say that? I kept thinking. I'm man enough for any woman I told myself.

As time progressed priya got bolder and bolder talking about fucking another man and her need for a big dick. Finally I snapped and for the first time in our relationship, yelled at her. I told her I was her husband and her man and that no wife of mine was going to go slutting around like some common whore. I actually felt tough while saying it, but a little voice in the back of my head said "Oh shit" as I waited for her reaction. I didn't get one. Smirking at me she went to the bedroom and quietly closed the door. I went in later and a apologized but she said she was tired and we would talk about it in the morning. We had a family reunion planned the next day and I was worried Priyamani would be difficult.

The next morning as we got ready to leave in separate bathrooms, I was still a little angry but felt bad about yelling at her. I was sitting on the couch watching some cricket when she came into the family room and announced she was ready to leave. Looking up my jaw hit the floor. I stammered "You... you... aren't going to wear that?"

"Why yes I am sweetie. Don't' I look cute?" she asked twirling around. "I've decided to take matters into my own hands. I tried to be nice about it but come on, a woman needs what a woman needs and your little tinkler just isn't cutting it, to be honest honey. We both know that, and we both know you'll accept exactly what I tell you to accept. From now on this body is on display for all the hunks in the world to try and get their way with. Now come on. Were going to be late. I want your family to know exactly what kind of man you are. Lets call it penance for last night's little tirade." With that she turned around and walked outside. I had a boner. It was pathetic. She couldn't be serious?

Walking out to the car I looked at my bride and winced, thinking of the reaction of my family, many of who had flown in and I had'nt seen for years. It was going to be a very long day.

Arriving at the park and picnic area, all eyes did a double take on the vision of splendor that was my wife, as she stepped out of our car. Her long blonde hair was parted in the middle, framing her angelic face, with an extra touch of lipstick and eyeliner that made her look like she was going clubbing or worse. Her shorts were a white stretchy material that didn't entirely cover her shapely bubbly butt. The bottoms of her cheeks were visible. Her top was a red bathing suit top that was would have been revealing on a topless beach. Her perfectly shaped pert round tits were barely contained in the two small pieces of fabric. The rest of the top was just strings. She was super sexy and this was most evident in her long legs, that seemed to go on for miles. Her feet were shown off in sexy four-inch red platform sandals.



Approaching the main group of people, all eyes were glued to her as we said our hellos. As the afternoon progressed Priyamani was very dismissive of me in front of everyone and ordered me around like her servant boy. I tried to laugh it off but people noticed. On the way to the restroom I over heard a group of what sounded like three guys around the corner talking, and stopped to listen as I heard the subject.

"Oh my god did you see that piece of ass out there. Holy shit would I love to rip off those little shorts and plant my cock up in her cunt" said one of the guys.

"Man I know, that slut is just asking for it, showing up here dressed like that. Sundeep may be my cousin but obviously he's not able to please her or she wouldn't be looking that hard" said a deeper voice

"Ha haha yeah. Dudes probably got a real little limp dick. We'd be doing him favor probably" said another voice he thought recognized but wasn't sure.



The voices started to get closer as I ducked into the bathroom. Looking into the mirror I saw how red my face was. With out a doubt this was the most embarrassing day of my life. It wasn't bad enough Priyamani was dressed that way, but she was being very touchy feely with all the guys too. Bending over to pick up my brothers dropped cell phone from the waist down, giving everyone a perfect view of her ass. Posing her luscious body at every opportunity.

After returning from the bathroom I nearly feinted when I saw Priyamani sitting on my other brother Tony's lap. He and I had never gotten along, and being the oldest he had always tried especially hard to show his dominance in every way. His hand was on her leg as she giggled and whispered something in her ear. Seeing me, he laughed and whispered something in return. I noticed his hand moved up her thigh, closer to her shorts, when he saw me. As she got up to get something to drink, he playfully swatted her ass. I was mortified. I went off to play some softball and try and keep my mind off of Priyamani's increasingly worrisome antics



I felt like leaving but I knew I couldn't. I still loved her more than anything. Maybe she was just testing me? She wouldn't actually do anything. Would she?

The women were getting very annoyed at the wanton slut act of Priyamani. Coming up behind a group of them I heard the not so quiet jibs.

"In all my day's I have never seen a girl asking for it more than that one" I heard my grandmother say, shaking her head in disgust. "Obviously Sundeep can't handle that one. Always such a sweet boy too."

"Well from the looks of things Tony and Rocky will take care of that" laughed my aunt Sarah. "Those two are notorious all over the county for drilling men's wife's and girlfriends and anything else that moves." Rocky was my cousin and in out of jail. He had a bad reputation and I was scared of him. Tony was always too smart to get caught, but he had done some really bad things in his day too. He also bragged about having sired an endless amount of children that couldn't be traced to him.

I looked for Priyamani and wouldn't you know it, she was playing washers with Rocky and Tony, and one other family member I didn't know. Maybe some distant relation I hadn't been introduced to. Priyamani was playing the dumb blonde act and giggling a lot, acting like she had no idea how to play washers. I watched with seething anger as Rocky stood behind her, grinding his crotch on her skimpily covered ass, showing her how to throw. He took his time, his mouth at her ear moving her hand in the correct motion, his other hand around her waist. She shot a glance at me and smiled. 



Priyamani missed badly and Tony announced he would teach her the right way. Taking Rocky's position he reached around and actually grabbed her right breast in his big hand, before pulling it away and apologizing for slipping. She didn't seem upset.