Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Anushka gave a slight nod and her cheeks turned more red.


"I knew it." The clerk gave out a quick laugh and bagged the condoms, running the next item over the scanner. "So how big is your husband?"


"I couldn't possibly say." Anushka shrugged.


The clerk stopped what she was doing and looked at Anushka. She made a point of looking at Anushka's wedding ring and then back up to her brown eyes. "It's not your husband is it?" She didn't wait for Anushka's answer. "No it isn't. I can tell. You sly minx. Who is he then? " She went back to checking items. " I always had fantasies?"


Anushka stood perfectly still.


"Keep your secrets then." The clerk held up the last item, a bottle of lube. "I'm not surprised you need this, given his size. Lordy, Lordy." She finished bagging and announced the total.


Anushka shook her head and put her credit card through as quickly as possible. She grabbed her bag and didn't wait for the receipt, heading for the exit.


The clerk called after Anushka as she fled. "More power to you, miss. We could all use a little something extra." The clerk shook her head and chuckled.


~~


"What do you think?" Anushka twirled in the center of Krishan's room. She wore lacy, lingerie. A matching bra and panty set that did its best to accentuate her already bountiful curves.


"Wow, Mom. You look incredible." Krishan sat on the edge of his bed, his pajamas barely containing his hardon. It had been over a week since the Ileanas had tied him up in the locked room. While that was frightful, and that bear still gave him nightmares, Krishan was willing to forgive the house if it continued to give him moments like these. "Where'd the new underwear come from?"





"Well, to be honest, your father has shown a little more interest in me lately. And since none of my old sexy outfits fit, I picked up a few items at the department store." Anushka faced Krishan and pushed her hip to the right, striking what she hoped was a sexy pose. The delighted look on her eighteen-year-old's face conveyed mission success on her part. "I hope you don't mind sharing me a little. I mean ..." Was she apologizing for sleeping with her husband? A small frown passed across her pink lips. "I mean, I ..." She couldn't formulate the sentence for telling Krishan they weren't exclusive. Because, of course they weren't. She was married. But they were doing all sorts of naughty stuff. It was so confusing.


"It's cool, Mom." Krishan slowly undressed. "I want Dad to be happy. Thank you for sharing the outfit with me."


"You're such a good boy." Anushka's smile returned as she watched that massive penis swing into view. She turned and walked back to the bag she'd left by the door, swaying her round butt a little extra for him. She bent at the waist and retrieved the condoms and lube, giving him a real show. She straightened and walked back across the room. "I got you some condoms that should fit." She placed them on his nightstand.


"I don't want to wear those, Mom."


"They're not for wearing with me, silly. They're for when you experiment with other girls. Like we talked about." Anushka turned and tossed Krishan the bottle of lube, and he caught it out of the air. "Also, I got you some special oil for when we ... you know." Her smile turned shy.


"Wow, thanks." Krishan opened the bottle, put some in his hand and spread the lube all over his dick.


"I thought we'd do a little foreplay first." Anushka licked her lips.


"You take care of me all the time. How much cum have you swallowed this week?" Krishan stood and stepped over to his mom. He hated to remove those awesome panties, but it needed to be done. He slid them off her and she stepped out of them.


"A lot," Anushka whispered. She didn't like when he talked like that.


"Well then, let me take care of you a little." Krishan reached down, cupped Anushka's ass and lifted her up higher and higher until her pussy was right in front of his face and her thighs dangled over his shoulders. He still held on to her ass. Thank goodness for the mansion's high ceilings.





"Oh, gosh. How are you lifting me, Krish?" She looked down, afraid her frail son would drop her to the hardwood floor below. But instead, he pushed her up against his face and licked at her slit. "Oh, Krish." She felt his tongue push inside her, and then he nibbled on her clit. All worries about his sudden strength left her. She dug her fingers into his blond hair and cried out as he pleasured her in the most improbable position. "Oh, gosh. Oh, gosh. Oooohhhhhhhh, goooooossshhhhhhhhhhh." To her embarrassment, Anushka squirted all over Krishan's handsome face when her orgasm overtook her. He didn't seem to mind, as he continued to lap and nibble at her.


Three times Anushka came on Krishan's tongue before he lowered her halfway to the floor. He turned her away from him, with his hands under her knees. He then nestled his dick between her ass cheeks and rubbed her until his dick found her anus. Fortunately, she was loose enough from their previous encounters, that the oily head slipped in.


"How ... ooooohhhhhhhh ... are you doing this?" Anushka's hips involuntarily wiggled as she felt him enter her butt. She'd never been held so open and exposed. "I weigh more than you,. I ... ughhhhhhh." As his penis entered her guts, it took her breath away. She let him bounce her up and down on his shaft. More and more sunk into her.





"Nayanthara made me ... uh ... uh ... uh ... stronger, Mom." Krishan bent his knees and leaned back a little to more evenly distribute their combined weight. He got into a good rhythm, and soon she bounced in the air on his dick. "You like it?"


"Yes. Oh, my ... yes." Anushka's left hand moved between her legs and she stuck two fingers into her vagina. The moment was heaven. "I never ... imagined." Anushka grunted like a wild animal. "I ... never imagined." She wondered what that store clerk would say if she could see Anushka now.


"I know I have to share you with Dad, but I'm the only one that gets to do this. Right, Mom?"


"Yes."


"You want my dick. Right?"


"Yes," Anushka squeaked. She didn't like the coarse language, but Anushka couldn't very well reprimand him with his penis all the way up her butt.


"You're his wife, but my girlfriend?" Krishan tightened his grip on the bottom of her thighs. The moment was too perfect. He felt his balls churning. She didn't answer him, so he upped the pace a bit. "You're my slut, right, Mom?"


Anushka shook her head and felt her vagina contract on her fingers. She wouldn't answer such questions, but she knew it was true. Despite her upbringing, all the hours spent in church, and all her good intentions, she was an adulteress. A harlot. Her son had hooked her on his giant cock. A massive orgasm ripped through her. She was lost. Minutes later, Krishan's soft grunting told her that he was ready and she felt the heat of his release deep inside her. Taking his seed while he tossed her about like a ragdoll sent her hurtling over the edge again. She screamed and it was a wonder she didn't wake the whole house.





"That was ... amazing." When he finished cumming, Krishan pulled her off his dick and tossed her onto his bed. Anushka curled up on her side, trembling. Krishan flopped down behind her and unclasped her lacy, red bra. He'd actually gotten pretty good at unhooking a bra. "I want more, Mom." He pulled her onto her back and removed the bra. He then crawled between her legs.


"More?"


"I want your pussy, too." He rubbed the head of his still hard dick along her slit, admiring her neatly trimmed bush.


"No." Anushka lifted her head up and stared between her heaving breasts to the V of her legs. Krishan's long penis looked so menacing as it nuzzled her folds, the purple head angry and ready to pierce down to her soul. "I ... don't ... want ... a ... baby ..." she panted. Her fuzzy mind struggled to form cogent thoughts.


"I'll pull out then." Krishan was a good son who usually listened to his mother, but this was too tempting. He slid into her.


"Condom ... condom ... condom," Anushka chanted with each powerful thrust. She braced herself and continued to hold her head up, watching Krishan retake her vagina.


"The condoms ... ah ... ah ... aren't for you ... remember?" Krishan placed his hands on the blanket and held himself up so he could look down at his unraveling mother. Her boobs swayed up and down, almost hitting her in the face at the top of their journey.





"Don't want ... baby ... want ... baby ... baby ..." Anushka's hands crept around Krishan's hips and she cupped his little butt. Her fingers dug into the tight flesh and felt it flex with each thrust. Would she really give him this again? "Go ahead ... 
 ... you can ... fill me."


"You're leaking ... Mom. Your ... boobs." Krishan could see droplets flying from her flopping tits. "You're ready for a ... ugh ... ugh ... baby." He leaned forward, and sucked in her left nipple. The milk was every bit as sweet as Nayanthara's. But warm and so full of life. He humped her and gulped down milk. He could feel her grip tighten on his ass, pressing him more fervently into her.