Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

My cock was so hard, still sticking out from my trousers. I really wanted Namitha to touch it but no sign of that happening as yet.


"Mmmmmm! Nice and wet. Now get back to it," I leaned back in and continued my task.



After what felt like an age, Namitha pushed my head back again, my face was covered in her juices.

Namitha eased herself off the desk and stood over me, "Looks like I will have a use for you."

"Strip naked and don't leave your socks until last. I hate it when a man does that."

As I removed my clothes, starting with my shoes and socks, Namitha walked over to the sofa and sat just left of its centre, perching on the edge, almost side-on. The whole time I spent striping she watched me, almost like a predator watching her prey.



Once naked I just stood there with my raging hard cock, unsure what to do next. Namitha patted the couch next to her, an indication that I should come and sit next to her.

I took my place on the sofa next to Namitha, the leather cold against my skin.

Namitha pushed my legs apart, I could feel the nylon of her stockings touching my leg. She reached in and tickled my balls with the ends of her fingernails. My cock twitched the whole time she did it.

Wrapped her fingers around the shaft, Namitha leaned over and spat onto the head of my cock. Moving her hand up the shaft she rubbed the spit over the head but started to slowly wanking my cock. Namitha only did two strokes before stopping and releasing her grip.

"Lovely and hard, I bet you'd like me to lick and suck on it right now, wouldn't you? Wouldn't you?" She repeated, I slowly nodded.

"I think there's a danger you'll explode, I can already see some pre-cum. Don't worry I have the perfect way to keep it under control!" That wry smile appeared on her face again.

Namitha stood and walked over to the wall opposite the window, pushing her hand against it a panel released, it was a full-length cupboard, floor to ceiling. From my position I could see inside, Namitha reaching in to retrieve something.

I watched as she turned, she held what looked to be a black scarf between her hands. Namitha walked towards me, pulling the scarf tight, knotting around her clenched fists.

"Hands above your head and interlock your fingers". I obeyed.

Namitha tied the scarf around my hands and wrists, pulling it tight before securing the other end to the lampstand. My arms were pulled straight, no way of moving them.

Namitha stood square in front of me, looking down on me once again. She kicked at each leg, in turn, to spread my legs wider apart. Squatting down, her head was level with my cock Just as in the video I'd seen, she inspected it closely.

"Do you think this is the hardest you've ever been?" she asked, I nodded in response, "I'm going to make you even harder!"



Namitha proceeded to rub her serpent ring up and down my cock. It felt rough, a little sore but watching her do it just made me harder still.

Standing again, Namitha walked back over the to the cupboard. This time she took out a tripod with a video camera attached. Placing it about 10 feet in front of me, she flipped out the screen, switching on the camera then adjusted its position until she had it how she desired.

"Something for us to be able to remember this encounter by, though I don't think you'll need too much of a reminder when I'm done."

I saw the red light flick on as she pressed the record button. Namitha walked over to the cupboard again. I could see what she was doing but she took her time.

When she turned I immediately noticed she was wearing a pair of white latex gloves, the type you see medical staff wear. Namitha also held a couple of small canisters in her hands. Talking her posting next to me on the sofa again, she placed one of the canisters out of my view on the floor beside her feet.



I wanted Namitha to use me, do as she pleased. I was desperate for her touch, however, that came.

Removing the top from the canister in her hand, I could see it had a pump-action dispenser. Namitha held it over my cock then squirted out the clear liquid, it looked like a lubricant. Using her free gloved hand she started to gently rub it over my cock, it felt so good, despite me feeling helpless. I wanted Namitha to use me, do as she pleased. I was desperate for her touch, however, that came.

Namitha looked at me as she stroked me cock, slowly easing back the foreskin until the head was fully exposed. As I looked down at my clock, it felt and looked more engorged than I'd ever seen.