Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Damn ... Krish." Hansika stared at the phone as Anushka sat on him in a reverse cowgirl. "Look at all that cock disappear ... uuuggghhhhh ... inside her. I'm ..." Hansika gritted her teeth. Her blonde hair fell in front of her eyes from the force of Krishan's onslaught, but she didn't have the wherewithal to do anything about it. She clutched the phone tighter, watching her mother-in-law's ass bounce. "I'm ... cummmminnnnggggggg." Electricity surged through Hansika's nerve endings. "Aaaaaeeeiiiiiiii." Hansika and Karun's small house echoed with her shrieks.





"You look so ... amazing when you cum ... ." Krishan didn't slow down for her climax. He kept on plowing.


When she was able to focus on the video again, Hansika saw that Anushka was now gyrating and rubbing rather than bouncing. Hansika couldn't help but admire the woman's ass. "So good ... ugh ... ugh ... I'm going to ... you're going to make me ..." Anushka's voice said via the video. Hansika watched as mother and son came together. "You ... you really unloaded ... in her pussy."


"I'm ... getting close ... ." Krishan kept up his humping.


"Just like you're going ... to do in mine ..." The thought occurred to Hansika that she might not be the only pregnant . But that was too crazy to contemplate for long. "Cum ... Krish ... cum ... oooohhhhhhhhhh." Another orgasm swept through Hansika as she heard Krishan's soft grunts and felt his hot cum inside her.





Normally, with one of their afterschool trysts, she'd let Krishan dump his load, clean him up, and send him home before there was any chance of Karun arriving back from work. But he'd cut from school early that day. Hansika felt she was having a good influence on the teenager. "We've got some extra time today. Wanna go again?"


Krishan looked down at her with his dopey, postcoital smile. "Sure. How do you want it?"


"Well, um ..." Hansika looked at the phone she still clutched in her hands. "Like this?" She angled it so Krishan could see his mom going wild as he smashed her in reverse missionary.



"Okay." Krishan pulled out of her and turned around.


"Do you need a sec to recharge or something?" Hansika watched him line up with her pussy.


"No. I'm good. As long as you can take it again."


"Like a good slut, you mean?" She watched his skinny butt flex as he pushed into her.


"Yeah. Aaaahhhhhh. You're my slut?" Krishan was getting better with the dirty talk. Nayanthara would have been proud.


"I am. Uggghhhhhh." Hansika squealed as he hit some new spot in the back of her pussy.


"You're not Karun's slut?" Krishan nailed her with long, savage strokes.


"No," she whimpered. In this position, Hansika was pinned to the floor by that magnificent cudgel.


"You're mine." Krishan couldn't believe this homecoming queen was his. He rutted her like an animal. "My pussy."



"I'm ... yours ... Krish. Oooooohhhhhhhhhh. It's ... your pussy." Hansika hit one of those operatic notes as she came. She was totally at this teenager's mercy. Hansika writhed through orgasm after orgasm. Her time with Krishan was better than any drug she'd ever had, and she and Karun had sampled a few. Between climaxes she looked down at his monster balls as they slapped into her again and again. There was so much cum stored there. Cum that he'd put in his mother and in her. What a web she'd fallen into.


Later, after he'd cum again, Krishan found himself seated naked on the couch, looking down as Hansika lovingly cleaned off their combined cum with her tongue. "When do you start to show?"


"Mmmmppphhh?" She looked up at him with her soft, blue eyes.


"The baby."


Hansika finished cleaning the underside of his dick. She placed her dress on the couch to catch the cum that was inevitably going to flow out of her, and sat next to Krishan. "You're the uncle, not the papa. Remember?" She touched his nose with the tip of her finger, playfully. "Officially, I mean."


"Yeah, I know." Krishan smiled. He didn't mind the situation. "I was just when you'd start to show."


"Well, I've never been pregnant before. Soon, I guess?" Hansika shrugged. "You know, when I have a baby, my body isn't going to be what it is now." Hansika looked down at his soft cock. "This old mare she ain't what she used to be," she sang.


"You'll be as beautiful as ever." Krishan lightly smacked her boob. "More beautiful, even. Look at my mom."


"Yeah, she's hot." Hansika nodded in agreement. "Now that I've seen her in action and all. Speaking of which, do you think I could get a copy of that video?"





"Are you kidding me?" Krishan shook his head. "Never in a million years. But I'll show it to you again if you want. I might even make more."


"Please make more." Hansika felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought of more debauched Anushka on video. She looked over at the clock and saw it was getting late. "Let's get dressed, Krish. I'll give you a ride home."





"Thanks,." Krishan gave her a kiss on the cheek. "You're the best."


"I really am." She stood up and looked for her underwear. "Your special slut." She found her bra and bent to pick it up.


Krishan smiled at that. He then stood up to fetch his own clothes. Time to go home.





To be continue...