Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Just the tip." Krishan was between her legs on the bed. "The note needs us to go further." They were naked, as they were most of the time those days.


Sneha looked down between her breasts to the heavy, swaying monster moving closer to her entrance. "I want to, Krishan." Sneha had forgotten about the note. That's how far she'd fallen. She was doing these things now because she wanted to. Because she had to. "But it won't fit. You're just not ... natural ... nnnnnnnooooooooooo." She looked down at her poor vagina as the head slipped in. She watched her own violation by this rapacious thing and offered no real resistance.


"It's in." Krishan wiggled his slender hips a little and an inch pushed into her. "It's really tight, Mam."





"It's stretching me ... Krishan. Oh, God, you're stretching me ... out." She practically shouted the words.


"A ... little ... more." Krishan watched the grimace on her face. It was so sexy to see her struggle to take him. He got about halfway inside her, and then there was no more give. "It's stuck."


"Oh, Krishan. Oh, Krishan. Oh, Krishan," Sneha cooed. She leaned her head back and looked up into his blue eyes. "It hurts ... but ... also ... good. I'm ... full." And she was. Halfway was all that would fit inside her.


Frustrated, Krishan wished Nayanthara would appear and offer her the bargain. Then, he tried to remember the words himself. "The bond, the pact, the contract made," Krishan said. "We paid and received and the Devil took his due. All we need from you is your ... um ... approbation."


"What?" Sneha furrowed her brow at the words and then gritted her teeth as that great thing pushed at her tiny vagina.


"Just take the deal, and it'll fit."


"I need it to ... fit." Without even thinking about what she was agreeing to, she acquiesced. What did it matter? Everything had gone crazy since she'd walked up the icy front walk to the Anderson home all those months ago. "I accept." In an instant, her boobs, vagina, and hips felt like they were on fire, and a strange reddish glow filled the room. "Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh. Help me."


"I got this." Krishan knew what to do. He pulled out of her, picked her up off the bed, and carried her out the front door into the snow. He put her down on her back and rubbed snow all over her growing boobs. She screamed some more, but he could tell the heat was already past its peak. He took a handful of snow and pressed it against her pussy. The sanguine glow faded after a few minutes. Sneha slumped in the snow, exhausted, her change complete. Krishan picked her back up, marched her back into the cabin, and tossed her on the bed. He spread her legs and slid his dick into her wet pussy.


"Oooohhhhhhhhh. What happened?" Sneha felt her boobs rock on her chest as Krishan humped her with long, slow thrusts. She looked down at her breasts. They moved wrong. Heavier and bigger. And, as she focused down between her legs, she could see that long penis completely disappear with each lurch of Krishan's hips. "Ooooohhhhh ... it's all the way ... in. It really ... iissssssss." The cabin, the months spent away from family, the strange circumstances, the fire that had momentarily consumed her, were all swept clean out of her mind. All that was left was a singular focus on the amazing sensation his penis created. She needed to mate with this young man. She needed him to want her. And to take what he wanted.





"You ... look ... so ... pretty ... Mam." Krishan humped her on the bed for a long time. She came and came under him, quivSnehag and yelping, and not behaving one bit like a high school principal. When it was time for him to cum, she eagerly spread her legs wider and let him seed her. Thirty minutes later, he came in her again. And he did it again an hour after that. They missed their dinner that night and fell asleep, their sweaty bodies entwined. That was the first night Krishan slept in the cabin's bed.


As he drifted off to sleep, Krishan smiled, sure that he'd completed his task and he'd be back home to his mom in no time.


~~


In the morning, Krishan woke up and opened his eyes. He was still in the cabin. He looked over at Sneha sleeping peacefully next to him. She was on her side and her large, milky white breasts spilled onto the bed sheet. Her messy, hair covered part of her face, but he could see his dried cum on her right cheek.


Hadn't Krishan done enough to earn his ticket home? Naked, he slipped out of bed and padded across the rough wood floor. He carefully placed some logs over the embers in the fireplace to get the day's fire going again. Why were they still here? Frustration built inside him. He wanted to go home. Still naked, he opened the front door and strode out into the snow. He slammed the door behind him.


"Nayan?" Krishan's voice echoed off the tall line of blue spruce trees. "I did it. I want to go home now," he shouted up at the sky as small snowflakes fluttered down around him. "I'm going to miss my senior year. They won't let me graduate. Nayanthara? Do you hear me? Daystar? I want to go home. I miss my family." He got no answer but the echoes that reverberated around the small cabin. Krishan didn't know if he was shivering from frustration, or cold. He kicked snow with his bare foot, and walked over to pee on a tree. When he returned to the cabin, he picked up the day's care package that someone had left by the door, and reentered the cabin.


"Who were you talking to, Krishan?" Sneha sat up in bed. With her left hand, she held the blanket over her breasts. Her wild hair went in all different directions. She couldn't help but watch his soft penis swing as he walked. It contained so much potential energy. Goodness, it had really turned kinetic the day before. Her jaw tightened as she thought of all the seed he'd planted in her unprotected garden.





"No one." Krishan stomped over to the kitchen and dumped the paper-wrapped package on the countertop. He turned to face her and wiped tears from his eyes with the back of his hands. "I guess I was just yelling at the woods. I really want to go home, you know?"


"I know, dear." Sneha frowned to see him like this. She held out her arms to him, conscious that as she let go of the blanket, she exposed her boobs to him. Well, it's not like he hadn't seen them before. "Come here."


"I have to make breakfast." Krishan looked at the inviting bed, but thought of all his chores. The fire in the hearth had caught, and it spread its warmth through the cold room. More tears ran down his cheeks. It was so embarrassing.


"Breakfast can wait. Let me give you a hug." Sneha felt so protective of the poor boy. If only she could do something to help him. But they'd already pleasured each other per the note's instructions, and they were still stuck. With arms outheld, she beckoned him with her fingers.


"Okay." Krishan walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. He embraced Sneha and rested his head on her soft shoulder as he cried. Little by little his tears dried. He noticed all her lovely curves pressed into him. He dug his fingers into the smooth skin on her back.


"What happened last night?" Sneha patted his back and felt the familiar presence of his penis begin to press into her hip. God, he was large. "Why was I so hot, and then ... bigger?"


"You made a deal with the Devil." Krishan leaned back to look her in the eyes.





"I'm serious, Krishan." And she tried to look serious, but it was hard to do that when dried semen made her hair extend in different directions. "What's going on?"


"I guess ..." Krishan leaned in and kissed her on her soft, pink lips. "... we're stuck here ..." He kissed her again. "... and we should just make the best of it." A sly smile played on his lips. He was feeling a little better.


"I don't think we should have sex again, Krishan." Sneha's heart beat loudly in her chest. "I could get pregnant. And it's ... wrong. What would Ray think of me? I'll satisfy you with my mouth, okay? Think of your mother, dear. Would she want you to ... uuuupppphhhhhh." Sneha let Krishan kiss her and accepted his tongue as it moved into her mouth. She fell onto her back, and within minutes they were humping like animals again. She let the boy put two more loads inside her before breakfast, God help her. And Ray was the farthest thing from her mind.



~~


Once the floodgates opened, the pair went at it constantly. Either they were doing chores, or they were humping. That was life at the cabin going forward.


"You think your husband ... uh ... uh ... uh ... is still looking for us?" Krishan took her doggie on the bed. His hands grasped her hips. He watched her wide, motherly ass shake with each powerful thrust.


"I don't ... ooohhhhh ... knooowwwwww." Sneha had never let a man take her like a dog before. Now she relished the way he treated her. She pushed her butt back at him, and watched her hanging boobs smack together with each impact under her.


"How would he feel ... if he found us right now?" Krishan slapped her ass and enjoyed her little yelp in response.
"B ... b ... baaaddddd."