Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Oh, my gosh, Krishan." How did this eighteen-year-old have such sway over her? "He hasn't noticed yet. I don't think he looks at me much anymore."


"What an idiot." Krishan smacked her butt gently through her skirt.


"Remember, it's his baby. Officially." Sneha  didn't correct Krishan about her husband being an idiot. He certainly wasn't the man she thought he was not long ago. "I'll tell him soon. I won't be able to hide it much longer."


"So, it's settled then. We'll keep doing this at school?" Krishan kissed her cheek.


It wasn't settled at all. "Yes, I'll think of something." Sneha  absentmindedly wiped the kiss off her cheek with her hand. "Now, I need to clean up in the bathroom. You head down the hall to the left. It'll take you out to a supply room, which leads back to the main hall. If anyone is outside, we were discussing ..." She couldn't think of a plausible excuse.


"I am in trouble for missing too much class, remember?"


"Yeah, that." Sneha  took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. She was an accomplished woman. She could manage this situation. She put her hand on the knob and opened the door. Thankfully, no one was around. The lovers split up with one last glance. Krishan headed back to class. Sneha  went off to try and erase the evidence of her infidelity.



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The twins walked up their driveway as the school bus drove away. The temperature was in the upper thirties, and snow slowly melted, turning the front walk a little muddy. Usually, Shriya raced to get inside before Krishan, but today they walked side by side.


"I think my friend has a crush on you." Shriya said this as nonchalantly as possible.


"I think so, too." Krishan smiled and glanced at his sister. "I ran into her last night and she kissed me on the cheek. Oh, and she kept telling me she had to pee."


Shriya laughed. "She didn't tell me that. Well, Anu Emmanuel is a little forward. But she's cute, don't you think?"


"Yeah." Krishan nodded.


"Do you think you would want to date her?" Shriya didn't usually meddle in Krishan's love life.


"I don't know." Krishan climbed the front steps and opened the front door. He held the door open for Shriya.


"Is it because ...?" Shriya stepped into the front entry room, dropped her backpack, and took off her boots. She looked around for their father, but she saw no sign of him. He was probably off fixing something in some far corner of the house. "Is it because you're worried about the size of your you-know-what? Are you worried the girls won't like it?" The butterflies in her stomach flapped again. Why had Anu Emmanuel said those things? Shriya needed to get this out of her mind so she could go back to seeing her twin as she always had. Her lovable, nerdy, brother.


"What?" Krishan closed the door and slung his backpack to the floor. He hadn't expected the conversation to go this way.


"It's just, we all saw it that one day. And Karun made fun of you about it. And you haven't been dating. So ..." Shriya shrugged and didn't make eye contact with him.


"Well ..." Krishan slowly took off his boots and placed them on the mat by the door. "If I did want to date Anu Emmanuel, I think it might be a problem."


"I think she likes it, Krish. I think she's curious." Shriya took off her jacket and hung it in the closet. "Maybe ..." She took Krishan's jacket off him and hung it up too. "Maybe if you showed it to me again, I could tell you ... um ... whether it was too big or what. Just, you know, as an impartial sister and all." God, what had that conversation with Anu Emmanuel done to her? Shriya could feel how damp her panties were. Was she just horny because her mom was gone?


"You ... want to ..." Krishan lowered his voice in case his clueless father walked by. "... see my dick?"


"Just to help you with Anu Emmanuel," Shriya said quickly. She grabbed his hand. "Don't be a dummy, not many sisters would do this for their brother." She pulled him down the west hallway, into the library, and closed and locked the door behind them. She then turned to Krishan and folded her arms over her sweater, easily covering her breasts. "Go on. Drop your pants, doofus." Her heart hammered in her chest.





"Really?" Krishan could argue with her, but he knew how Shriya got when she fixated on something in her head. "Okay." Anyway, he wanted to see the look in her bright eyes when she gazed at his cock again. He pulled down his pants and underwear and let his dick free. It hung in the air, semi-torpid.


"It's beautiful, Krish." Shriya stared at the improbable length and girth. "I mean, it's sort of horrific. But also, beautiful." Her eyes darted as she catalogued every vein along the shaft. She could even see blue veins in the hood of his foreskin. "Is it ...? Is it getting bigger?"


"I can't help it."


"I guess I understand." Her eyes flicked up to her brother's face, saw the hunger in his eyes, and then fell right back down as the thing filled steadily with each pump of her brother's heart. It almost looked like a creature waking. Every time she was sure it couldn't possibly grow any larger, it did. Eventually, it stopped. It stood out a long way from her brother's body. Shriya's chest rose and fell with erratic breaths, and she hugged herself with her arms. "How long is it?"


"Thirteen inches."


"Can I ... touch it?" Her voice was barely audible in the room.


"I don't think that's a good idea." Krishan could smell the combined cum from his load earlier in the day, and their school principal's wet pussy. He didn't want to gross Shriya out. He pulled up his pants and underwear, and tucked his dick into his waistband.


"What?" Shriya frowned. Her brother must really be sensitive about his penis. "Oh, I just meant I wanted to touch it to see if, you know, Anu Emmanuel would like it."


"Maybe another time." Krishan playfully nudged her on the shoulder with his fist. "Okay, gotta go." Krishan stepped around her and opened the door. He headed straight for the shower. He badly needed to fap.


Shriya watched her brother go with disbelief. Was he really such a prude? Maybe she could coax him out of his shell a little. If only to help her friend.






To be continued…