Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Go ahead, Mom." Shriya continued to work Anushka with her fingers, and she wiggled her ass a little in Anushka's face. "Try it." Shriya dropped her mouth back to Anushka's pussy.


"Um ..." Anushka put her hands on Shriya's butt. She did want to give Shriya the same out-of-this-world feelings her daughter had given her. She lifted her head off the sheets and tentatively licked at the slit. Not so bad. She did it again, and again. She worked her tongue in between Shriya's protruding lips. Her daughter tasted wonderful, bright, earthy, and sharp.


"Mmmmpphhhhhh." Shriya lifted her face up. "That's good. Keep doing that, Mom."





Anushka's fingers pressed into Shriya's firm butt, pushing her harder onto her mouth. She nibbled on those prominent pussy lips. Not long ago, when Krishan had gone down on her, Anushka had wondered why she'd waited so long in life to have someone do that for her. Now, as she slurped and nibbled, she wondered why she had waited so long to eat pussy. The obvious answers that she was married and had only been with men, didn't really occur to her at the moment.


Mother and daughter spent most of the night with their new found pleasures.


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The cafeteria buzzed with lunchtime cacophony as students ate and goofed off. Krishan sat at a table with a couple friends from class, thoughtfully munching chicken tenders and listening to the conversation.


"Check out that hot chick. Is she a senior?" Hari said.


"No way. Look at her." Hassan shook his head and smacked his friend's shoulder. "She's like a model or something."


"Oh, shit." Hari averted his eyes. "She's smiling and waving at me."


Krishan followed their gaze and smiled at the woman striding over to them. She was more beautiful than a model, he thought. "You morons, that's my sister-in-law."





"Sorry." Grady looked back up at her and waved.


"Yeah, sorry dude." Hassan smiled. Krishan's brother was a lucky man, he thought.


"It's cool." Krishan got up with his lunch tray. "I'll go see what she wants. Catch up with you later."


"Later." Hassan watched Krishan greet her, dump his tray, and leave the cafeteria. Hassan's eyes stayed on the woman's round butt, rolling under her dress until she disappeared from sight. He made a mental note to get invited to some of Krishan's family gatherings.


Outside the cafeteria, Krishan leaned in close to Hansika. "What are you doing here?"


"I wanted to see you." Hansika fidgeted with the front of her long, green dress and pouted.


"Didn't you get my text?" Krishan took her by the shoulder and guided her down an uncrowded hallway. "I'll come over Friday after school." He took her through the kiln room and back to an empty alley where he sometimes hung out when he needed some space at school. "I have a lot going on, and you can't just show up at school."


"A lot going on?" Hansika looked around the alley. It was cramped with some pallets resting up against one wall. No one around. "You mean your girlfriend? Is she at school right now? I'd love to meet her."


"I never said she went to school with me." Krishan watched as a sly smile spread across Hansika's face.


"You little devil." She reached up under her dress and pulled down her panties. In her heels, she carefully stepped out of them and stashed the panties in her purse. "You're dating an older woman. Is she in college?"


"She's ... not in college." Krishan's dick hardened.


"Is she as pretty as me?" Hansika turned her back to Krishan, lifted up her dress, and rested it above her butt.





"Well, yeah." Krishan looked down at her perfect, round ass. "She's really pretty." He dropped his pants and underwear and moved behind her.


"Does she have a thing for teenage dick?" Hansika looked back over her shoulder and saw that his cock was out. It was pure, ravaging perfection. "Is she a slut for you too, Krish?" She knew he liked dirty talk.


"Yes." Krishan slid his dick in and listened to Hansika whimper. He grabbed her hips and banged into her.


"Karun and I ... ugh ... ugh ... used to do it here." Hansika pressed her fingers into the brick wall. She could feel the cold air teasing her bare ass and legs. And the hot dick so very deep inside her. "Well ... not in this ... ah ... ah ... ah ... exact spot. But in the ... high school. Usually in the ... storage room." She dropped her voice an octave on the last two words as he hit a sweet spot in her pussy.





"Is that why you came here today?" Krishan reached up and took a handful of her blonde hair in his left hand. "Reliving the past with an boy?"


"No." Hansika tried to shake her head, but Krishan's grip wouldn't allow it. "This is different."


"How different?" Krishan looked around the alley. It occurred to him that it would be very bad if someone found him pounding his sister-in-law at school. But he couldn't stop. People hardly ever came back there, anyway.


"Sex with Karun was ... Oh, God ... good ... but with you ... it's ..." Hansika tried to stifle her screams as she came, and the sound that came out of her was somewhere between a wheeze and a growl. When the stars stopped flashing before her eyes, she pushed her ass back at Krishan. "With you ... it's like a religious ... ugh ... ugh ... experience. And I need more and more." She wanted to tell him about the baby growing inside her. But maybe a back alley at school wasn't the right place.



"I'm gonna cum ... ... I'm gonna ..." Krishan coated her insides with a hot, sticky mess. His fingers tightened on her hair and hip, and then gradually loosened again. He gave her butt a gentle slap and pulled out of her.


"Aaahhhhhhhh," Hansika sighed and turned around. "You can't go back to class like that." She pushed his frothy dick to the side, let go, and watched it sway back and forth. "Let me clean you up." Hansika squatted down in front of him and licked up and down his long shaft. She sucked up all their combined cum. Good God, she really was a slut. She glanced up at Krishan, and could see the dreamy smile on his lips that he always got after cumming. "There now, all clean."


"Thanks, Hansi. You're the best." Krishan tucked his dick away and pulled up his pants.


"Better than your girlfriend?" Hansika stood, retrieved her panties from her purse, and carefully pulled them back on.


Krishan shook his head.


"Oh, boo, Krish." Hansika tried to frown, but her smile wouldn't quit. "Just as good?"


Krishan nodded.


"Well, thank you for lying so convincingly." She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. She'd only meant it to be a peck, but soon they were in each other's arms, making out in the alley. He was such an urgent kisser. Hansika loved it.


A bell rang and they broke their kiss.


"Shit. I gotta go." Krishan tried to adjust his dick so his hardon wouldn't be too obvious. "I'll see you Friday?" He kissed her on the cheek and raced off through the kiln room.





"Yeah, Friday." Hansika watched him go. She held her hand up to her chest and felt her heart racing. She was totally screwed. Who fell in love with their brother-in-law? What a stupid thing to do. "Play it cool,. Play it cool," she whispered to herself. She adjusted her panties and walked back into the school. She knew her way out. It hadn't been that long ago that she'd roamed those halls with Karun. But now, she had his brother's cum leaking into her panties.


To be continued……