Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Ten minutes later, Hansika only wore her bra. She pressed her hands up against the front hallway wall. The framed pictures danced with each thrust she absorbed from the back. "I ... ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... love it, Krish. You're ... turning me inside ... out." She could feel his fingers pressed into the flesh around her hips and the desire they conveyed was sublime.





"Don't have sex with ... Karun ... for a week." Krishan looked at one of the bouncing photographs, a wedding shot with Hansika's veil pushed back and a big smile on her face. Little did that woman know she'd soon give in to a boy sitting in the crowd that day.


"Why?" Hansika looked at a different photo. She and Karun on their honeymoon, both in their swimsuits on the beach. Karun was so tan, and muscled. But it turned out he wasn't big where it counted.


"I just want ... him to go without ... a little bit." Krishan reached a hand up and pulled on her hair.


"Okkkkayyyyy ... ggggggzzzzzzzzzzz ..." Hansika came while looking at her unsuspected past self so happy on the beach. When she recovered, Krishan was still giving it to her from behind with long, powerful strokes. "I ... I ... have to tell you ... something."





"Yeah?"


"I'm ... I'm ..." It was so hard to say, but she desperately wanted Krishan to know. "I'm ... pregnant."


"What?" Krishan stopped thrusting and held his dick all the way inside her. "Really? Is it Karun's?" He loosened his grip on her hair.


Hansika shook her head and wiggled her pale butt back into him.


"Is it ... mine?"


Hansika nodded and looked back over her shoulder. "It's a good thing, Krish. I want your baby."


"I thought you were on the pill?" Krishan could feel her pussy squeezing him as he held himself motionless inside her. The flood of emotions was contradictory and confounding.


"It happens." Hansika shrugged. Especially when you forget to take your pill for some crazy reason, she didn't say.


"Should I pull out? I mean, will I hurt the baby?"


"No. It's fine." Hansika bounced her butt against him to get some rhythm back. "Do me, Krish."


"Wow." Krishan put his hands back on her hips and moved slowly in and out, gradually picking up the pace. "What are we going to do about it?"





"I don't ... oh ... know,Krish. I'll have the baby ... with Karun ... I guess." Hansika could feel the surge of another orgasm approaching. She had told him he was a father. She was the first to give him that gift, not that stupid girlfriend of his. That made her so proud. "We'll figure it all out ... aaahhhhhhhh ... later."


The glass in the picture frames rattled as Krishan moved closer to his own orgasm. He'd planted a seed inside his sister-in-law, and it had taken root. The idea was unsettling, but also deeply compelling. He thought about all the times he'd cum in his mother. Had they really dodged that bullet? And Ileana, too. "Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh." He unloaded in Hansika's pussy, thinking about all the babies he could make.


When they had both settled a bit, Hansika pulled him out of her, turned, and dropped to her knees. She worked with her tongue to clean up their combined cum. Between licks, she looked up at Krishan. "Can I be your ... girlfriend?" He tasted so salty and so good. "I mean ... I know you already have this mysterious girlfriend." She popped him in her mouth, swirled her tongue, and then popped him out again. "But can I be your secret girlfriend, too?"





What could Krishan say? He'd already knocked her up. "Of course, You're my secret girlfriend, too."


"Oh, so your other girlfriend is a secret?" Hansika gave each of his balls a kiss and stood up. She walked down the hall to retrieve her clothes. She needed to get Krishan back to school.


"I didn't say that." Krishan dressed himself, watching Hansika's wide, pale butt shimmy as she pulled on her panties.


"Yes, you did." Hansika turned and winked at him. "I'll figure it out someday, smartypants."


"Whatever,." Krishan sighed and pulled on his shoes. "I have a test in a little bit, can you take me to school?"


"Of course." Hansika went to fetch her purse. "I'm sure you'll ace it. You always were such a nerd." She rolled her eyes playfully at him, but closely gauged his reaction. He laughed it off and Hansika breathed a sigh of relief. She knew he was sometimes sensitive about her teasing him. "Are you still coming over tomorrow?"


"Sure." Krishan walked up and gave her butt a smack through her dress. He thought about saying something about the baby, but still didn't know what to say.


"Don't worry about the baby." Hansika put her hand on her stomach. "Karun will think it's his. It'll all be fine."


"Yeah." Krishan nodded. "It'll be fine." And he followed Hansika to the garage to get back to his test on time.


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The cold air in the basement settled around Anushka as she undressed. First, she took off her running shoes. Then her socks, yoga pants, panties, shirt, and sports bra. She stood naked and shivered. The treadmill came to life when she pressed start and stepped on. It gradually increased speed, until she was at a good jog. Her boobs took long bounding lunges, from side to side and up and down. They hurt, but not as much as Anushka expected.





It was time for the twins to get home from school and normally she wouldn't expect anyone to come down to the basement. But she'd left Krishan a very nice note on his desk telling him where to find her and what state of disrobe she'd be in. So, Anushka expected her son to arrive any minute.


"What in heaven's name are you doing, Anu?" Ganesh stood at the bottom of the basement stairs, watching his naked wife jog on the treadmill. The way her butt shook with each step was mesmerizing, but also scandalous. What if someone other than her husband had wandered down into the basement?