Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Do you want to try putting it in?" He watched her as she cocked her hip at him. Her boobs had gone from tight handfuls to bountiful teardrops. And her hips and waist were no longer mostly up and down, they had a nice hourglass curve to them.


"I ... do. It's all so crazy, but I do." She looked back at the door. "What if Dad comes to check on us?"


"I'm sure he's busy in the basement."


"How do you want to do it?" Shriya walked over to the bed, flopped onto her back, and spread her slender legs. She knew how she wanted it. She wanted to watch his cock sink into her.


"That'll work." Krishan got between her legs. He glanced over at the drawer on his bedside table and thought about the promise he'd made his mom. "Should we use a condom?"





"Do you use condoms with Mom?" Shriya looked down at her boobs. They hung to the sides now when she rested on her back. She thought it looked so pretty. She looked farther down at the monster hovering above her pussy.


"No." Krishan rested his cock on her belly, with his balls on her pussy so she could see how far he'd be inside her. "But usually we use her butt."


"No way." She looked up at him, her face pale. "I have no idea how that's possible. I can tell you right now that you're never sticking that thing back there."


"Okay." Krishan held up his hands in surrender. "So, condom?"


"Not this time." Shriya couldn't believe it would fit inside her. Resting on the outside as it was, it went halfway up her belly. "Next time we'll use one. But I want to feel what Mom feels. Just once. Pull out when it's time, okay?"


"Okay." Krishan lined his dick up with her pussy, and nudged the head in. She was incredibly wet, but even so, he met some resistance. Without the deal, Krishan doubted he would have been able to even get the tip in her little opening. But with the deal, it did pop in.


"Oooohhhhhhh." Shriya stared past her boobs at the disappearing cock with intensity. "It's in. You got it in, Krish."


"Still a long way to go." He inched it further. She was so tight.


"I can't believe I'm watching that big thing go inside me. How does it fit?"


"It's the deal, Shriya." He slid it further, and his balls slapped up against her ass.





"I ... love ... the deal ... uuuuuuuggggghhhhhh." Her hips rocked and she came for the first time with a man inside her. Her pretty, upturned nose wrinkled as she grunted with pleasure.


"You like watching it?" Krishan could see it was going to be hard for her to hold her head up, but she wanted to see what was happening to her pussy. So, he waited for her orgasm to pass, grabbed a pillow, and put it behind her head. "Now hold on, I'm going to really pound you now."


"Okay," Shriya squeaked. She grabbed the bedsheet on either side of her hips and opened her legs wider. Nothing could prepare Shriya for the onslaught that followed. There was just so much cock, and it kept disappearing into her. And to make it even more obscene, she could see it poking at her belly from the inside, like an alien in one of her beloved sci-fi movies. Her brother pummeled her for more than an hour, and Shriya loved every second of it. She came again and again, sometimes one on top of the other. Her tits almost hit her in the face they were bouncing so wildly. She said almost nothing during this time except for the occasional, "I'm cumming ... again ..." or "So ... big ..."


Eventually, Krishan was ready. "I'm gonna ... cum ... Shriya." He stopped his thrusting and moved back to withdraw from her.





"No." Shriya reached around to his little butt with both hands and pulled as hard as she could, her thin arms and shoulders flexing to hold him inside. "Do ... you ... cum ... in Mom's pussy?"


"Some ... uh ... sometimes ..."


"Do ... me ... too." In her fevered brain, it was worth the risk. She wanted to feel what it was like to take all of her brother. She was on the verge of another orgasm. Was it her eighth, ninth? She didn't know.


"Okay." The back of Krishan's mind flashed warning lights at him, but rational thought wasn't going to win the day. His hips went back to long, smashing strokes that drove his sister's butt deep into the mattress on every down-thrust. A minute later, he lost his rhythm, and let out a series of soft grunts. 


"Cuuuuummmmmminnnnnnnngggggggggg." He poured everything he had inside her.


Shriya screamed out her own orgasm along with her brother. The feeling of his hot stuff inside her was too much.


More than five minutes passed before either of them spoke. Krishan lay on his sister, his head resting next to her right ear. They breathed in unison, still panting a little from the exertion and the high.





"Are you on the pill?" Krishan whispered into her ear. When his sister shook her head, he felt his balls contract a little. "It's probably okay."


Shriya nodded. "Yeah, probably." She ran her hands up his smooth back. 


Krishan's hips rocked a little. He was still so hard.


"Again?" Shriya whispered.


"Why not." Krishan dumped two more loads in his sister that night.





When Shriya finally got up to go take a shower and get to bed, she found herself waddling like she'd ridden a horse all day. They would use a condom next time, she told herself. Oh, God, there would be a next time. She couldn't wait.


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