Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Oh he will, Shriya, but I think he'll be doing that after he's done filling you with spunk," The man tugged on her wild brunette hair, keeping Shriya arched and moaning louder as he thrust even harder into her.


"I- I can't – Ahhh!" Shriya arm's shook, his hard thrusts creaking the bed. Roy grabbed her shoulders, leaning in closer as he kept her steady.



"Can't get pregnant right now? You know better ..." Shriya did know. It was in fact the most dangerous time in her cycle, the time when she was usually most cautious and the most easily aroused...

"D-don't-!"

"I bet you're even gonna feel it when he cums inside you, Shriya! Every throb, every gush, deep inside where it belongs," The man fucking Shriya picked up his pace. Shriya screamed. She could feel the change in him, his cock pumping furiously into her and twitching madly. His heavy balls drew up, preparing their dangerous load.



Shriya panicked, "NO! Don't cum in me – don't cum in me!! Please don't give me a, a – AHH!"

The man plowed into Shriya's pussy then – her pleas only served to fuel the man's breeding drive. He filled the room with the sounds of his harsh grunting and the protests of the bed, topped off with Shriya's cries. Shriya could tell he was close – his bullish member pounded furiously into her depths, twitching harder and harder. He held her hips in a vice. 



"Oooh, getting close are we?" Roy said, "Getting excited about getting inseminated, hmm?" Shriya's flushed breasts shivered and heaved. Pussy juice ran down her legs. She couldn't catch her breath. Her pussy began to flutter as sperm-heavy balls threatened her with every stroke.

"Ahh god – No! Don't cum in meeeee!"

The man's constant grunting rose in pitch - then broke into a bellow. He slammed into her quivering pussy. Deep. And held. His member erupted inside her, belching its hot thick load into her depths.

Shriya gave in. She couldn't help herself. Her body seized. Her pussy spasmed. And she felt his hard cock throbbing inside her. His balls lurched against her clit as he came, hot spurts of semen pouring into Shriya's milking cunt. She felt every heavy twitch, every hot blast of cum ejaculating into her bare pink depths.



"AHHH!!" Shriya arched her back and thrust herself back onto his cock – she came like a bitch in heat. Her whole body quaked at the sensation – the heat, the thickness, the dangerous wetness filling her vulnerable pussy to the brim. 

Shriya felt herself being bred – and she loved it. She loved the way he groaned and jerked his cock inside her, forcing her hips to stay still as he deposited the last of his load into her quavering pussy. Shriya watched the other two stroking themselves through her post-orgasmic haze. They all desired her, she felt it all along. Now she felt it coating her womb...

All too soon, however, the man behind her stirred, and his softening cock slipped out of her gripping pussy. "Nooooo..." Shriya mewled weakly and tried to push back onto him, her orgasm not quite finished, but it was too late – the man's flaccid cock slithered out of her and he moved aside. 



Shriya's legs gave out. She slid down to the bed, onto her belly. She was hyperventilating, her heart was racing from the threat. Shriya could feel it - thick, warm cum spilled from her pussy, dripping onto her fresh sheets. From her pussy – her unprotected pussy. The horror of her insemination seized her.



"Oh God! He came in me! I - I have to do something!" Shriya thought of leaping from them, to somehow get away from these men before the damage was done inside her all-too fertile belly. The warm semen seeped down her leg as she remained shivering on the bed. "I can't get pregnant from this!!"

"Where do you think you're going, Shriya?" Shriya had begun to pull herself across the bed – too weak from her orgasm to crawl. Roy laughed, as he just lightly grabbed her hips and her escape ceased. "I can feel you shivering still," he said, fingering her hips, "You must have enjoyed your very first insemination, huh?"



"Ughh... N-no... I got to... go..." Shriya tried to creep away again, but he drug her back to the center of the bed like a wayward kitten.

"Go? Where?"

"Shower... must get... it out," she felt it inside her, sloshing about with her labored movements.

"That's not going to do you much good, not with the fun just getting underway and all..."

Shriya looked back, realizing that two eager men hadn't yet had their 'fill'. She redoubled her efforts to squirm out of Roy's grip, but it was no use. Like a doll, Shriya was flipped onto her back with legs splayed out. Roy stepped aside as the other moving man mounted her, plowing his stocky member along her creamy slit.



"Ugh, please!" Shriya bucked her hips weakly, but the man wouldn't relent, "Don't! I don't want to get pregnant!!" She wailed, even as her pussy quivered along his shaft. It knew what it wanted.

Roy smirked, having stepped aside the bed to get a view of the second mounting. "You know Shriya, as convincing as you sound right now, you sure don't show it when you're getting fucked," The man began to push the bulbous head of his cock into Shriya's tight pussy. A moan escaped her lips before she could stop herself.



"See? You can't lie, Shriya. You like it. You like how good it felt before, being bred from behind, having him cum deep inside you. Risking everything. You wanted it then, and you want it now – even more than before."

"AHH!" The man thrust into her. Deep. The thick viscous cum still coated her tight inner walls, and his hard cock packed the gooey semen inside her – stretching her and mixing that dangerously hot cum all at the same time. She had never felt anything like it before.

"Oh, oh, ohhhhh..." She started to feel it again, that buildup inside, radiating from her hot pussy and up through her belly. Only it was quicker this time, with this new sensation roiling inside her receptive pussy. The brute atop her slammed harder and harder, quaking the bed and grunting like a wildman. He pounded Shriya's hips into the mattress like a stake into the ground.



Shriya, trapped between the man's thick arms and under his musky girth, could only wait for the inevitable. But she did not wait. Her hips bucked back, at first just a little. Then more. And more. Shriya began to meet his thrusts halfway, relishing the impact, the pressure, the feeling of being overwhelmed by his power.