Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Something wrong with it? Like an STD?" Anu Emmanuel whispered.


"Nothing like that." Shriya shook her head. "It was just so big. And I think it was bothering him. We talk about a lot of stuff, but Krish and I never talked about it."


"So how big was it?" Anu Emmanuel's eyes went wide.


"It hung really low." Shriya felt heat in her belly as she thought back on that day. "Don't tell the other girls at school I saw his dick, okay? They'd think I was a perv."


"Sure."


"I would say it was maybe seven or eight inches long?" Shriya definitely felt butterflies in her stomach. With everything that had happened with her mother, she thought for sure she was a lesbian. But now she wasn't so sure.





"You saw him hard?" Anu Emmanuel's mouth dropped open in shock.


"No, that was soft."


"Oh ... my ... God." Anu Emmanuel felt her panties flood. "That's too big. Your brother is some sort of animal." Anu Emmanuel threw the pillow back at Shriya.


"Shut up." Shriya caught the pillow, laughed, and put it on her lap.


"Yeah, okay. I'll shut up." Anu Emmanuel climbed over to her friend, and put her head on the pillow and watched the rest of the dumb movie. They don't talk anymore about Krishan, but Anu Emmanuel had the strangest feelings moving through her body as she thought about what Shriya had described.


Shriya put her fingers in her friend's hair and played with it as the movie moved to its climax. She lost interest in the alien, instead thinking about her friend's warm body next to hers. And her brother's impossible dick.


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The house was certainly drafty. Anu Emmanuel tiptoed out of Shriya's room and took the stairs out of the tower. Her pajamas barely kept her warm in the freezing hall. She didn't know what time it was, but she had to pee like a racehorse. Or that's what her mom would have said. Anu Emmanuel remembered that the bathroom was on the right, across from Krishan's room. Earlier, she'd brushed her teeth with Shriya in another bathroom on the other side of the second floor. But this one was closer.


The bathroom door was closed. The cold knob didn't turn in her hand. She listened at the door and heard the shower running. And then it turned off. Oh shit. Krishan was on the other side of that door. Naked. Anu Emmanuel wasn't one for crushes, usually. But there was something about the contrast of that skinny, gentle boy with that manly bulge he could never quite hide.


Faint humming carried through the door. He was humming the song. What a nerd. What an adorable nerd. And suddenly the door opened and there stood Krishan, naked, his hair still wet, and a surprised look on his face.


"Anu Emmanuel," was all that came out of Krishan's mouth.





"I need to pee." Anu Emmanuel's brain twisted itself in knots. She hadn't meant to say that. Her eyes traveled down his scrawny frame and stopped when they reached his dangling dick. "Holy shit." Shriya had been telling the truth. It was immense. It looked like it belonged on a pachyderm, not cute, little Krishan. "I have to pee," she said again. And she was scouted by Krishan, and pushed him in the back so he stumbled into the hall. Anu Emmanuel turned toward him with her hand on the door. As he halfway turned toward her with startled eyes, Anu Emmanuel leaned forward. "Sorry about pushing you." She kissed him quickly on the cheek. What was she doing? She was behaving like someone much younger than her eighteen years. "But I gotta pee." She closed the door. "Wow, that was weird," Anu Emmanuel whispered to herself.


Krishan scratched his head. He liked Anu Emmanuel, but she was an odd girl. Shivering in the cold hallway, Krishan turned and entered his room. He got into his pajamas and turned out the light. What had Nayanthara said about someone new? Maybe she was talking about Anu Emmanuel. Krishan felt manly when he thought about the petite girl with her naked body pressed up against him. That wouldn't be so bad.



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Sneha sat numbly in front of her computer. She wore a large formless sweater to hide her new boobs and burgeoning belly. She also wore a long loose skirt, because her suit skirts didn't fit her anymore. If anyone had noticed she'd changed her normal attire, no one said anything.


The cursor on the monitor blinked at her, stopped on the same word for more than ten minutes. She couldn't focus. It was so strange to be back. But, to the world, she never really left.


"Sneha?" The intercom buzzed at her.


Woken from her stupor, she hit the intercom button. "Yes?"


"Krishan is here to see you. He says he has an appointment."


"Okay, send him in." Suddenly, Sneha 's pulse thundered in her ears. Was she really this student's girlfriend? She stared down at her wedding ring. She looked up when Krishan opened the door, walked in, and then closed it after him.


"You think the secretary noticed my dick?" Krishan had a big smile on his face. He'd grown very fond of his principal.





"Shh." Sneha  stood, glancing at his pants. His erection was obvious, and she thought the secretary probably did notice. That complicated things. She needed to arouse no suspicions. "They might hear you," she whispered. "We can't talk in here." She walked briskly to the office's back door, opened it, scanned the hall, and then walked down to the conference room. It was a windowless room, with a door that locked. They usually used it for questioning students. "In here." She flipped the in-use sign around, so other faculty with a key wouldn't interrupt them. "Quickly, Krishan." She ushered him in, and closed and locked the door. She turned to face him and she matched his smile with her own.


"Can we talk now?" Krishan stepped closer to her.


"I didn't know if you'd want to ... to see me. After we got back ... um ... You have your sister-in-law and ... I'm really happy you came here ... but we can't really talk at school." She stammered like a schoolgirl, blushing profusely.


"I missed you." Krish stepped up to her and put his hands on her wide hips.


"You did?" She looked down into his eyes and blinked at the surreal moment.


"Yeah." Krishan leaned up and kissed her on the lips. He could feel the tension in her body melt as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.


"Mmmpphhhhhh." Sneha  wanted to tell him they couldn't do this at school, but she couldn't bring herself to part lips with him. She felt her breasts push into his chest as his hands moved around to her butt and he pressed her into him. His penis poked into her belly. He was so big.


A half-hour later, she was suspended in the air, bouncing on that long cock. She clenched her panties between her teeth, trying to stifle her cries. The conference room wasn't totally soundproof. Her skirt bunched around her waist, and her high-heel clad feet bobbed helplessly out in space as he violently hit bottom over and over again. Stars flashed before her eyes and the world swam around her. She was in the middle of betraying her sweet, boring husband. Not to mention her children. And she was doing it in a place where she was respected, and depended on by so many. But all she could think about was how good it would feel to have Krishan's hot stuff inside her again. And how much she needed that next orgasm. With Krishan, another mind-numbing orgasm was always right around the corner.


"I'm gonna ... cum ... in you, Mrs. Haskins." Krishan squeezed those soft butt cheeks harder and pulled her down onto his cock with more force.


Sneha  wanted to tell him to keep it down, but even if her panties hadn't been in her mouth, she doubted she'd be able to say much of anything. Her eyelids fluttered as she heard his soft groans, and felt that familiar splash of heat inside her. They orgasmed together.





When they had calmed some, Krishan pulled his dick out of her and put her down on her feet. "You sure you don't want to do this at school?" He reached for his underwear and grabbed them from the tabletop.


"I ... I don't think so, dear." Sneha  wasn't sure about anything anymore. Her panties were soaked with saliva and her own juices, but she needed something to slow the cum that was already leaking out of her. She bent down and stepped into them.


"Will my house work?" Krishan found his pants and pulled them on. His dick started to deflate.


"I couldn't possibly. People would see." Sneha  pulled on her panties and looked at him with worry.


"Will your house work?"


"God, no." Sneha  shook her hips and her skirt fell back down past her knees.


"Well, then it'll have to be school." Krishan stepped closer to her and placed his hand on her sweater above her belly. "Did you tell your husband yet about the baby?"