Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"I... I'm not on the pill... I can't get bred. I can't get pregnant!" Her voice quavered, cry fear spilling into her hot waves of pleasure.

"Actually, that makes things much easier for us," Roy said, looking down into Shriya's wide eyes as he stroked his turgid member, "You'll be seeing how easy it is soon enough..."



Shriya couldn't respond. The man below lifted Shriya's shivering body off his cock, and the man behind her bent her forward. No sooner had she felt the thick manhood once buried in her pussy sliding against her mound than she felt the thick head of the man behind her thrusting into her. Immediately they renewed their assault, keeping Shriya forced over, crying out like a cat in heat.

"Oh plea– Ahhhh!!" Her mouth hung open, the intensity of another thick cock sinking into her washed over her, clouded her thoughts, smothered her fear.



"We'll be taking good care of you, Shriya," She looked up, seeing Roy stroking his regal member above her. "And I am sure you'll take good care of us..." He stroked the shaft over Shriya's cheeks before tapping the head on her upturned lips.

She didn't think as she tilted her head up and took in his cock, or as the man behind her pounded harder and harder against her ass. She was too far gone, lost in a sea of ecstasy brought on by these three men taking her. Her pussy gripped onto the second man's cock harder than before. She dug her fingernails into the hard chest of the man below her. She licked from the base of Roy's long staff to its drooling tip, and relished the taste – the motion – the fucking.



"I'm being bred..." – Roy's words hit home suddenly, shattering over Shriya her like a broken mirror. She could only think it over and over.

"I'm being bred..." – the man behind slammed into her roughly, a heavy hand seizing her shoulder as he sunk every inch of himself into her depths. She moaned loudly and thrust back.

"I'm being bred..." – the man below, his cock slick with her juices, thrusted incessantly across her trimmed mound and up to her navel, his cock and balls rubbing along her clit with every stroke. Shriya humped down against him eagerly.



"I'm being bred." – Roy slid his cock deep into her mouth, his manhood pulsing hard as he pumped his fertile precum down Shriya's throat. All her moans were muffled by his thick virile meat.

"I'm being bred!" The thought mixed both heart- stopping terror and quim-quivering excitement. She couldn't help herself. She couldn't help feeling so totally possessed, so completely feminine, so utterly controlled by these powerful men. She was theirs. She was their breeding toy.



Shriya felt the men surrounding her, their hard muscled bodies taking her, fucking her, using her. She was in heat, and needed to be bred. The familiar tightness seized her belly, and with a shudder that coursed throughout she came again, her fertile pussy clutching tight. Her gargled and muffled scream sounded from around Roy's cock buried in her throat.

"Mmmm! Yeah, you're getting into it now, aren't ya?" Roy laughed and pulled his cock from her. Shriya slumped over, gasping for air, still coming down from her powerful orgasm. The two other men stopped as well. Shriya huffed as the man pulled his cock out of her hungry pussy, and sighed weakly as the man below her rolled her over onto her back. She saw Roy kneel down above her head, the underside of his still-hard cock filling her vision. He tapped the head thoughtfully on her pink lips.



"So," he said, "How are you liking it so far?"

"Please," Shriya's heart raced as she regained her senses, "Please... Please just stop, Roy..." Her eyes were turned up to his. She tried to convince him despite the orgasmic shivers still running through her.

"Stop? But you don't want us to stop." The other men were alongside her now, petting their hands down her heaving breasts and flat tummy. Shriya couldn't deny that it felt good, but she sipped in a breath of air to stop herself from moaning.



"You've had your fun. Just... just finish and go away," Shriya's pride hurt, ashamed of her lustful thoughts, but she wouldn't be defeated. Her pussy was sore, her nipples were almost painfully hard, and her ass was red from all the pounding. Her pale skin was covered in beads of sweat, just like the bronze-tanned men surrounding her. But she wanted it to be over, no matter how much her body screamed for more.

"The fun's just beginning, especially for you Shriya," Roy said with a growing smile. She felt the man on her left move aside, and she was rolled over onto her stomach by the other. The man moved behind her and pulled her to her knees, bringing her ass up to meet his hard cock. Shriya pushed herself up with her arms, but she couldn't escape the man's grip on her hips.



"Get a condom," she tried to command, but only heard a deep chuckle behind her.

"He doesn't like condoms," Roy said, "Besides, they make breedings that much more difficult."

"Put on a condom!" Shriya felt him lining himself up with her still-wet entrance despite her frail struggle.

"Looks like you're getting bare cock tonight, Shriya," Roy laughed as he watched her look frantically over her shoulder.

"No," Shriya felt him push in, "Nooo! Nuhhhh!" The man wasted no time in sinking deep into her and pounding hard and deep. Pleasure lanced through Shriya's fears, but Roy fanned then back to life.



"Mmmm, can't resist that for long, can you? Getting barebacked by a big strong guy. I bet he's already filling your tight little pussy with sperm as we speak." Shriya could feel her pussy getting even slicker, and his cock was pulsing as it plunged deep inside her.

"Make –make him pull ouuut!" Shriya threw her head back and moaned aloud as her pussy spasmed along his length.