Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"How?" Shriya looked up again. He looked very happy. It thrilled her to make her brother so happy.


"Just spit in your hands."


"Isn't that gross?" Shriya wasn't sure if he was just putting her on.


"Nah, it's great."


"Okay." Shriya took her hands off him, spit into each palm, and then resumed her pumping. "Krishan? Are you a virgin?"


"No." Krishan loved the slick sounds of her hands on his dick. "But I don't want to talk about that right now, okay?" He wasn't sure how to break it to her that they were both sleeping with the same woman.


"Okay." She pumped him in silence for another few minutes. "It's been a long time, Krish. Are you going to ... cum?"


"Do you want me to?" He wasn't sure how she'd react to getting covered in gooey, hot sperm.


Shriya thought it over as she worked with him. "No. I think this is enough. I'll tell Anu Emmanuel you're ready to date, if she's still interested." She took her hands off him and stood up, careful to move to the side of his giant erection. "I'm sorry I didn't finish you. Are you sure that's okay?"


"No problem, but you better go." Krishan gave her a dreamy smile. He wasn't that far away from cumming. "I'm going to watch some porn now."


"Oh, okay." Shriya kissed him on the cheek and fled the room. How odd, if her brother had told her even just a few days ago that he was about to watch porn, she would have called him a perv. But now she just hoped he really enjoyed his orgasm. She closed the door on the way out and made her way up to her room. She had an hour before she needed to leave for Anu Emmanuel's, and Shriya needed to cum, too.



~~


the three members on the couch said in unison, along with Argyle in the movie. They all laughed. The lights were off in the basement, and the movie had just started. Krishan sat at one end of the couch. His sister cuddled under the blanket next to him. On the other end of the couch, Ganesh ate popcorn.



Krishan felt Shriya's small hand on his thigh. Her hand was under the blanket, but above his pajama bottoms as it slowly worked its way to his waistband. "What are you doing?" Krishan whispered to his sister.


"Shh." She smiled at him and returned her eyes to the movie.





Krishan looked over at his dad, who was still munching handfuls of popcorn, absorbed by the movie. "I don't think --"


"Shh." Ganesh said without looking over.


Krishan turned his focus back to the film and felt Shriya's small, warm hand slip under his pajamas and underwear.


Shriya scooted closer and leaned up to Krishan's ear. "Anu Emmanuel says she's still interested," she whispered. "Do you think she'd do this if you two were dating?" She touched him and played with the head, but Krishan's micro-boxers were too restricting to pump him again.


Krishan nodded and let his sister press up against his left side. He was now fully hard as she played with the top of his dick, where it poked up above the elastic waist of his boxers.


All three kept their eyes on the movie, but only Ganesh really cared about what was happening on screen.


"No fair," Krishan leaned down to her ear and said the words just as a block of C4 took out the first few floors of Nakatomi Tower. He slid his left hand under the blanket, and quickly moved his hand under Shriya's pajama bottoms and panties. She squirmed a bit, but once he found her wet slit, she settled down. He ran his finger along the little ridges inside her pussy. He could feel her shoulders tense. She didn't stop him.



The twins worked with each other as quietly. Right about the time the bad guys opened the vault, a loud pinging sounded from the laundry room.


"Oh, shit." Ganesh put down his popcorn, stood, and raced over to the door. He opened it, listened, and his shoulders slumped. "Well, at least it's not the valve."


Krishan and Shriya quickly withdrew their hands from each other's genitals under the blanket and tried to look innocent.


Ganesh turned back to his children. "I need to deal with this." He shook his head. "I'm sorry, I know we were all enjoying the movie. You can finish without me." He turned and disappeared into the unfinished part of the basement.


"Well?" Krishan looked at Shriya.


Shriya nodded. "Your room, or my room?"


"My room," Krishan said. "It's more private."


They stood, held hands, and headed upstairs. Shriya noticed that his hand was sticky with her mess as she squeezed it.


~~


"You know, I thought I was a lesbian." Shriya kneeled in front of her standing brother. She still had her pajamas on. Krishan only wore his top now. She stared at his massive erection, inches from her face. It shook a little with each beat of Krishan's heart. "But now, I think I like both girls and boys."


"I have to tell you something, Shriya." Krishan watched her lips part and her pupils dilate. "I saw you and Mom together."


"You saw ...?" She looked up into his handsome face without comprehension. But when she saw the sly look in his eyes, she knew he was talking about all the wrong things she'd done with her mother. "Oh, my God." She put her hands over her face as her cheeks flushed red. "You saw us doing stuff? I'm gonna die, Krish. We didn't mean to. It just sorta happened. I mean ... I ... I think this house is ..."


"It's okay, Shriya." Krishan put his hand on her hair and patted her like a puppy. "I've been doing stuff with Mom, too."


"What?" Shriya peeked through her fingers up at him to see if he was teasing her. He looked serious. "You have?"


"It started a while ago." Krishan smiled, remembering the shocked look on Anushka's pretty face the first time she'd been covered by his deluge of cum. "She's the best mom ever."



"She is." Shriya took her hands slowly away from her face. She was still very red. "Krishan, did the house change Mom? Did it change you? I mean, you used to be small down there and now, look." Her eyes glanced at that long, thick cock.


"Yes, there's a woman named Nayanthara. She offered us a deal."


"I've met her," Shriya whispered. She reached out and took hold of Krishan's dick with both hands. It was so warm. "I want that deal, too."


"You do?" Krishan raised his eyebrows.


"Why wouldn't I?" Shriya's face leaned forward a little. She licked her lips.


"It'll hurt for a minute. It gets really hot, but then it feels good."


"I don't care if it's hot. If you and Mom made the deal, I want to, too." Shriya licked the purple head before her and admired the slight salty taste.





"Okay." Krishan put his hand on her shoulder and lifted her to her feet. Her hands fell away from his dick. "Let's go get a cold shower going first. Trust me, you're going to need it."


They left his room, crossed the hall, and closed themselves in the bathroom.


"You should probably get naked." Krishan set the water as far cold as it would go.