Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Hey! When did you come?" Harish told me to come inside.


"Just come!" I replied confusedly.

"Why did you take that book?" Saying this, he came forward and took the book in my hand and said further, "Hey Baba, you don't read this book, this is a book only for adults ..."

adults always enjoyed it but At that moment I was in a different mood ... My cock was tight after reading the book ' and Harish must have noticed it but still he pulled the book out of my hand ... I quickly said to him,

"Why? Why can't I read? No, this book? What a cool story in it ... Please! Do let me read it ... "

" Oh no! ... If you read this book, you will do the right thing ... you don't have a girlfriend ... then you will 'muchu-muchu' .... it's a very bad habit hi ... so I say .. don't read such a book ... "

" Please, Harish Bhai ... give me this book ... only today ... The story in it is very cool! "

"No, Dada ... if anyone ... especially your 'Didi', not your parents, looked at you, then you have a problem and I have a problem ...

" But brother .. how will they know? ... I won’t tell them I will not show it ... I will not take out this book in front of them. I promise! Please give me this book now. I will read it till evening and bring it to you ... Please! "

I was in such a hurry to read 'that' book that I was literally begging him! When Harish noticed my urgency, he finally agreed!

" You promise me that you will not take me out in front of anyone ... and if someone catches you reading, you will not say my name ... I understand ?? "

" Yes sir! ... Absolutely promise! Thanks! Thank you brother! "I happily took the book from his hand and started walking out ... He stopped me and said,

" Oh wait! ... Did you carry such a book? He hid it in pants ... "

So he put it on my shirt and slipped the book into my pants and took it off his shirt

. .Otherwise it will be in my book ... "

He smiled loudly and my face turned pale! I walked out of his shop smiling ... There is an ironing stall in the side street of our building where we always let the clothes be ironed. In the stall was a table and a counter istrice back of which was a tin shed. He had a room behind a partition in which he lived ...
Harish was from a certain village but had come to the city for subsistence ... He had rented this stall and was ironing and living in it ... Everyone knew him when he was doing business here for many years. We had a good acquaintance with him when he was allowed to iron clothes ....

My father has a grocery store and he stays there all day. My mother is a housewife and in her spare time she goes to her father's shop ... I have an older sister, Keerthi a Didi ... She was married two years ago and she had gone to her husband's house. Our house is quite large in this building built during the British period and each has a separate room.




My name is Sagar ... I go to college and I am in my first year. I have a lot of friends in college but no girlfriends. I don't even know the girls in the area when I don't have any special friends in our area. So I was eager to make friends with the girls, to be with them.

Two months ago my sister's husband went to Dubai for a temporary assignment and he will stay there for 2 years. Sister's father-in-law is actually from Pune and her in-laws are there but her mistress's posting was in Nashik so they were only living in Nashik. Now, after her husband went to Dubai, she was alone in Nashik. She was going to stay with us for 2 years. Of course he was happy because when no one my age was my friend, I would get my sister's company …

Until two months ago, my life was going very normal .... Every morning I used to go to this ironing stall to give clothes and in the evening we used to bring clothes from him. Sometimes one day I would not have to iron the clothes, otherwise I would go to him almost daily. My life has been changing since my sister came to live with us! I noticed an important change in Harishbhai's behavior towards Istriwala .... When my sister was not with us, he would not chat with me much and would not allow me to stay at his stall, but since Didi came, he started chatting with me a little more. He started joking with me, talking nonsense. He used to stop me and tell me many interesting things. When I didn't have a close friend, I started liking his company and I started chatting with him. In the early days, Harish inquired about Keerthi Didi sometimes ... Where did she go after marriage? Where is her father-in-law? ... Where is her husband and when will he come? When I told her that her husband would come after 2 years and she would stay with us for 2 years, a different gleam came in his eyes! I did not realize at the time why he was so excited. But when I got a little skeptical, I reduced my relationship with him a bit. I began to think that Harishbhai did not have good thoughts about my sister ... but when he did not pose any threat to her, I did not worry about it.




Slowly Harishbhai started chatting with me about wives and daughters. He started talking to me about women's delicate organs, sex ... He asked me if I had a girlfriend. When I said 'no' to him, he asked me if I would like to be friends with a girl. I said to him, 'Who wouldn't like that?'

Then he asked me if I had ever seen the delicate organs of a girl or a woman or if I had seen anyone naked. I told him the truth that I had never seen anyone naked or half-naked. Then he mistakenly told me in consolation words that I should try to make friends with a girl so that I would get knowledge about sex from that girl.

We had a lot of chats about such sex but I didn't want to deal with it ... either I had sex with him I used to have fun talking to him and when there was no one to talk to me openly, I used to talk to him about sex without any hesitation. One of my minds was telling me not to talk to him about such a filthy thing as sex but my other mind was telling me that there was nothing wrong with it ... then our relationship became more free!

One morning when I went to Harish Bhai's ironing shop to iron clothes, I did not see him in the shop. He had mostly gone to the back room. When I went to his shop and went inside without standing in front of a tall table like the counter in front of me, I went behind the table as usual and sat on a stool and waited for him to come. As I sat and looked around, I saw a book in the back pocket of the counter. I took out the book and startedit easily. looking at it, I was shocked to see a picture of a naked woman on the cover of the book! I was shocked to read that he was reading such a book! The pocket of the counter was behind and usually no one was coming behind the counter. He was very close to me so I used to come and sit inside. I quickly looked at the door of his inner room and made sure that he was not coming ... then I started reading the book.

I thought it would be a photo book of naked women but if I looked inside it was a book of pornographic stories. Inside, there were only 2/3 pictures of sex like cartoons. I got a little tired but I started reading the story. The story I started reading was about the intercourse between a widowed daughter-in-law and her young brother Dir ... Bapare! What a sexy book it was! Zavazvi was described very openly in that book ... I just read 2/3 paragraphs and my cock became very tight! I was so dumb in reading that I did not know when Harish Bhai came out.

Our conversation on the first of the story had taken place at that time. Then he gave me the book in such a way that he is doing me a great favor. I knew at that time It wasn't that he had put the book there on purpose and I had found it in the trap he had set!

Then when I got home I went to my room and locked the door and secretly started reading the book. It was my first time reading such a dirty book of sexy stories. Before I could read, I was so excited that I pulled my cock out of my bermuda and started reading the book moving. The cockstory in that book was so sexy! In the worst filthy words in sex, the book openly describes how a daughter-in-law stimulates her dira by showing her naked body and sucks from him ... There were five or six different incidents in that book and I read it twice! I had rubbed my cock twice with a fist until I read that book!

As promised to Harish, I went to his shop in the evening to return the book but I did not want to return it. But when I had to give it to him, I went with Nilaja. When I handed him the book back, he looked at me and asked with a smile, "Do you like the book?"

"Yes! ..." I replied a little embarrassed.
"Are you ashamed ... don't tell me then ..." he asked me, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Oh no ... the book was so cool! ... do you still have it ??" I asked him.

"There are ... there are a lot of books ..." he said smiling.

"Then why don't you let me read?" I asked, looking at him hopefully.

"I'll give it ... not now but I'll give it to you later ..." So he took the book and went to put it in the inner room ...

Then every day after that I started asking him about such a book of sexy stories and he would give it later. Reason kept avoiding giving me the book. This went on for almost a week ... that week I was remembering the description in the book I had read before and was stroking my cock four or five times a day, then a week later I lost my temper and sat down in Harish's shop and started begging him Give me a book anyway. I literally had enough left to hold his feet! Then he brought me a book from inside, pretending to be really kind to me. While giving the book, he said to me, "I give you this book but on one condition ..."

"What condition?" I enthusiastically asked to take the book.

"You read the book and brought it back to tell me what you liked about the book ..." he said with a smile.

"Yes, I will ... I will tell you ..." I said to get ready quickly.

"It just did not want to say in detail what and how you liked it ... ..."

"Yes, yes! ... I certainly will go .... now ..."

So I took him in hand and a book in my pants as I walked out of his shop ... Anyway, I immediately agreed to his terms when I wanted the book, and still, after reading the book, I would get to tell someone what I felt and what came to my mind ... when I had no other friends. My thoughts, my doubts could be cleared with him. Jumping with joy and excitement, I came home and secretly started reading the book like last time ... This book also had a very sexy story like the last book.




The story in this book was about a boy who Aunty's neighbor's husband is working in the suburbs and she is hungry for sex.There were many such incidents in that story .... In the end, in the story, the three or four children eat that aunty at the same time, that incident was very strange and sex! Just after reading that episode two or three times I skipped the cocks twice!

When I went to return the book to Harish's shop in the evening, he asked me mischievously, "What then, Sagar ... How did the story feel?" "Very sexy!" I replied enthusiastically. "Didn't your sister see you reading a book?" Suddenly he asked me. "No! .. I read the book by locking the door in my room ..." I answered quickly but I found his question very strange! Why did he suddenly take his sister's name? "What do you like in the story?" He asked me curiously to change the subject.

"The last scene ... the scene where the three of them kiss that aunty ..." I said excitedly. "Oh, that scene is a climax .. a full fuck! ... What do you like about that scene?" Harish said enthusiastically. "That aunty takes it all at once ..." I said.

"What exactly? Tell me ..." Harish asked me whispering.

"One of them is licking Aunty's pussy and one of them is putting his cock in her ass from behind ... One is licking her mouth by giving cock in her mouth and one is licking her Breast and licking her Breast ...."

"Ahhhh ... isn't that a great scene? ... that aunty must have got to take four cocks ... she must be a very hot aunty ..." Harish said with a strange smile and excitement.




"But is there really such an aunty taking four cocks at a time? Is this story true ??" I also asked Harish excitedly.

"Oh, everything works in this world ... of course, these writers don't write stories ... they would have seen it, they would have done it ... Oh, she was the aunt of the neighbor ... ... "Harish winked at me.

"What are you saying ??? Really ???" I asked in surprise … "Oh then what ... I will give you a book to read .... let's run away from here now ... I have a lot of work to do ...." So Harish kicked me out of his shop .... I was shocked to hear his words that someone is cheating on his mother and sister .... Why does anyone know that thought? My cock was so tight! The thought of Keerthi didi came to my mind quickly ... My sister's thoughts made my cock harder and I felt ashamed! I came home shaking that thought out of my mind.




After that, it became my daily routine to go to Harish's shop in the morning to iron clothes and secretly take a book of porn stories from him. Then in the afternoon sit in my room and read the book and stroke the cock. Then he would go to his shop in the evening to get the clothes back and return the book to him. While reading the book, I used to rub my cock at least twice ... I used to punch the book once before going to bed at night, and when I woke up in the morning, I would go to the toilet and hit the book again, remembering the story.