Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"What's up, Krish?" Anu Emmanuel tried to sound casual as they sat next to each other on the sofa. She smoothed out the fancy dress she wore for the party.

"I think you're beautiful, Anu Emmanuel." Krishan put a hand on her thigh.

"Really?" Anu Emmanuel's blush deepened.

There was a pause. "Well, what do you think of me?" Krishan rubbed her thigh gently. Confidence was so easy once acquired. Before the mansion, Krishan would have died in such a position.

"I think you're cute." Anu Emmanuel reprimanded herself. That wasn't the right thing to say. "I mean, I like you." No, that was too forward. "I mean, I saw your dick and ..." Oh shit, that was really too forward.




"Don't worry, I get it." Krishan leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her lips. He brushed some of her blue hair off her forehead. He kissed her again just as the clock chimed midnight. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. "Do you hear that?"

"The clock? Yeah, it's midnight." Anu Emmanuel nodded. She realized she'd been holding in her breath. She let it out. The room buzzed around her. She hadn't had that much champagne.

"Here's to more kisses in the new year." Krishan leaned in and darted his tongue into her mouth.

"Yyymmmm pppplllllttthh." Anu Emmanuel put her hands on his shoulders. What a delight that he was such a good kisser. And that he was kind enough to look past her awkwardness. As the clock's resonant chimes echoed through the house, Anu Emmanuel thought this was the best way to ring in the new year. The crowd cheered midnight up in the living room. She didn't even push Krishan's hand away when it cupped her left boob. The moment was so magical that as the clock finished its twelfth chime, she felt the vibrations from it continue, making the house swim around her. It was almost like they were lost in time.




"Oh, sorry." Ganesh walked down the stairs and tried not to look at the kissing teenagers as he wandered past them in the basement. "I have to fix something in the laundry room."

Krishan broke his kiss, but kept his hand on Anu Emmanuel's handful of boob. "Dad? It's New Year's Eve. What the heck?"

"Sorry." Ganesh scuffled by. "As you were." He went into the laundry room and closed the door.

"Why is your dad fixing something in there now?" Anu Emmanuel was a little weirded out by the older man.

"He's been obsessed with a valve in there for a while." Krishan shrugged. "Where were we?" He kissed Anu Emmanuel again. He felt her tense this time, but she quickly relaxed.

Nayanthara stood in the shadows watching the lovebirds. Clearly the powers of the house had changed. She waxed and Vijay waned. The Krishan Family were truly a delight.




Anu Emmanuel and Krishan made out for about a half hour and the house continued to swim and vibrate around them. Both forgetting about Ganesh in the next room. Eventually, they pulled themselves away from each other and went back to the party, holding hands.

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"Different cultures, I guess." Shriya shrugged. Her smile widened as Krishan strode up to them, arm in arm with Hansika.

"Does the clock sound louder to you tonight?" Krishan casually took Shriya's cup from her with his free hand and took a sip.

"It does." Hansika nodded, looking down at Krishan's profile.

Shriya paused to listen. Now that he mentioned it, she could hear the ticking even over the buzz of conversation in the room. "It does seem more prominent."

"Um ..." Anu Emmanuel couldn't hear any clock with the cacophony in the room. She could just hear the fire cracking and popping merrily behind them.

"Five minutes to midnight," someone in the crowd yelled.

"It's almost midnight." Krishan squeezed Hansika a little closer, he could feel her expanding belly on his side. "Is Karun around?" He scanned the room looking for his older brother.




"I think he was busy talking to one of his buddies." Hansika nodded across the room.

"Good." Krishan winked at his sister. "See you two in a little bit." He smiled at Anu Emmanuel, who had the strangest look on her face. He led Hansika down the hall, past a few people laughing and talking by the stairs, and into the library. "I wanted to ring in the new year with you. I hope you don't mind if you're not kissing your husband at the stroke of twelve."

"I don't mind." Hansika pulled up her dress, exposing some lacy panties she'd put on for Krishan earlier, hoping for that exact moment between them. "But I don't want just a kiss." She turned around, spread her legs, and stuck her butt back at her brother-in-law.




"You're such a romantic." Krishan was already painfully hard. He dropped his pants and boxers and stepped up behind her. "Such a nice ass." He slapped at her alabaster ass-cheek.

"Ow. Thank you, Krish." Hansika shivered. She felt him push her panties to the side and slide in. She was so wet for him. "Next year ... ugh ... I'm having your baby."