Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

That night, Anushka snuck out of bed and made the familiar midnight walk to her daughter's room. Shriya was asleep when Anushka sat at the edge of the bed. "Shriya? Wake up, pumpkin." She shook her daughter on the shoulder, feeling a bit guilty robbing her of sleep.


"Mom?" Shriya stretched and sat up in bed. "I had the craziest day. You want to cuddle?" Of course, they both knew that was code.


"Not right now, sweetie." Anushka leaned forward and swept Shriya's hair out of her face. "I want to talk a little. I had to get my thoughts together, and I think I've wrapped my mind around it."



"Around what?" Shriya yawned and leaned back on her pillow.


"This all seems like a genie we can't put back in the bottle." Anushka pulled at her husband's large t-shirt, aware that her nipples poked through the thin fabric. "I can't ask you to stop ... seeing Krish in that ... special way. But you have to promise to be careful. Both with your own body, and with discretion. You can't let anyone else find out."


"Sorry, Mom." Shriya looked down at the flower pattern on her blanket. "Krishan and I ... did stuff today with Ileana. She knows. And ..." Shriya didn't want to tell her mother the truth, but best to rip that Band-Aid off quickly. "We didn't use condoms."





"Oh, gosh." Why did this give Anushka delightful butterflies of anticipation in her stomach? "He did it inside? Again?"


"It's okay, Mom." Shriya sat up in bed. "It's the best thing that ever happened to me. Krish and I are totally on the same page. We want this."


"Gosh. There's no controlling that boy. Oh, gosh." Anushka put her hand on her rounded belly.


"Mom?" Shriya unbuttoned her pajama top slowly. "I was sorta hiding from you for a few days. So, you haven't seen my new boobs yet. Wanna see them?"


"Not now, Shriya. I need to ... I need to ..." Anushka's thoughts trailed away as her daughter parted her pajama top and let her boobs out of confinement. Those puffy nipples were still the same, but her breasts now hung and proudly stuck out away from her chest.


"Don't worry about Krish, Mom." Shriya inched closer to her mom so that their knees touched. "This house has given us our best selves. No rules. Right?"


"But we need rules. You need rules." Anushka's lips parted unconsciously as her daughter's pretty face drew near.





"Shut up and kiss me, Mom." Shriya's crescent of a smile shone in the moonlight.


"Okay." Anushka said dumbly and placed her lips on her daughter's. Her tongue darted out and instinct and practice took over. They kissed for a while, and then Anushka worked her way down Shriya's chest. As she sucked on those full breasts, her daughter's hand found Anushka's pussy and worked it with two fingers.


Two hours passed before Anushka left Shriya's room to make the walk of shame back to her bed with Ganesh. There was nothing she could do to stop the twins from humping like rabbits. Heck, she couldn't even control her own libido. She thought about the unused, extra-large condoms in the drawer by Krishan's bed. If she couldn't stop their sex, she would have to get him to use protection.


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Something wasn't right. Ileana reached up to her head and instead of her hijab, she felt a hat. She took it off and looked at it in wonder. It was a small, frilly affair with feathers and fabric flowers. The high grass moaned around her in an urgent breeze. The wind tugged at her long dress and made the feathers bounce on the hat.


"Best put that back on. The sun is full of wrath today." A deep, male voice crept up from behind her. "I've spent many a day hunting out on the prairie when the wind blows just like this. You can't feel the heat of the sun, but the heat feels you. It'll burn your skin right off." The steady clomp of horse hooves accompanied the voice.





Ileana put the hat back on and turned toward the man. Her breath caught in her throat. Vijay varma sat astride a large horse, he reined it to a stop a few yards from her. His wide brimmed hat shadowed his bushy mustache and dark, dark eyes. A slight smile played on his lips. "Excuse me?" Ileana squeaked.


"You have a funny little god, don't you?" Vijay varma's smile disappeared. "He moved a mountain more than a thousand years ago and then, what, vanishes? Poof." Vijay varma opened his hands and raised them upward, in a mock explosion.


"Your ... your ..." Ileana. All she could think about was this man exchanging Nayanthara's insides for the workings of a great clock. "Your god left before mine."


"I'll tell Him that when I see Him. He'll be surprised." Vijay varma put the palm of his hand on the butt of a shotgun slung to his saddle. "You're helping the Fallen One, aren't you?"


"No." Ileana took a step back off the trail into the grass. Several hundred yards behind the horse, the mansion stood gleaming in the midday sun. It looked freshly painted. The detail on its façade is immaculate.


"That is a lie." Vijay varma shook his head slowly. "Your husband was a fool and an arsonist. He couldn't separate the Creator from a wayward servant. But I give you a choice. Renounce your tiny, tiny god and that despicable angel. Help me, and I can rejoin you and your husband."


"My husband?" Ileana took another step back. "What do you know of him?"


"A fool and an arsonist." Vijay varma hung his words on each syllable. "Come with me and I'll take you to him." He took his left hand off the shotgun, leaned to the side, and offered her his hand.


"You lie." Ileana turned and ran. The grass dragged at her long dress. She reached down and pulled the dress up away from her legs. Her hat blew off her head and sailed away in the wind.





"So, it's a hunt then." Vijay varma called after her. "Well and good. But you'll want your hat, miss. Mind the sun."


The sound of gunfire exploded behind Ileana. Terror seized her and her legs pumped even faster. She could hear laugher following the echo of that shotgun. Horse hooves beat the ground behind her. She knew she would never escape.