Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"I can't believe I'm getting fucked like this..." She gripped his arms, her pale hands small on him, bracing herself against his thrusts and her impending climax. She mewled and grunted, her little feminine noises eclipsed by his deep masculine grunts above her. Her tits shivered, their nipples erect and hard. Her pussy endured the deep impacts, softened by the dangerous cum being packed ever deeper inside her. And Shriya had only a single thought:


"I can't believe I like this!"



Roy was right. She felt herself getting close again. She felt his arms tensing under her fingers, his thrusts becoming ridged and wild. His grunts became bellows, his balls slapping her sensitive cunt. Shriya knew she made him wild. She knew her body was too much for him. She knew she was pushing him over the edge.

She knew it, and began to cum because of it.

"I-I'm cumm-AHHH!!" Shriya arched her back and screamed as her orgasm crashed over her. 

Shriya felt his cock pulse – her clamping pussy felt strings of spunk shooting off deep into her, no doubt seeping into her womb. He rutted, gushing his hot spunk into her receptive hole, not pulling out, not caring about protection at all. And Shriya wrapped her legs around him as her orgasmic cunt milked him for every drop.



Shriya was still quivering and panting when the man finally pulled out of her. He left a trail of semen in his wake, clinging to her reddened and slimy pussy lips.

"Ohhhh god..." Shriya groaned as her legs dropped from him, too exhausted to even lift them. Lying there she tried to catch her breath. Her pussy tingled from where the man had been slamming himself into her, and she felt she was burning despite all the sweat clinging to her naked body. Her pussy felt as though it was filled with liquid fire.

"Must be all their cum in me..." Shriya thought, feeling it shifting and oozing as she ground herself into the bed.

Roy chuckled behind her. "Still haven't had enough, Shriya? Looks like you want more inside you."



"I... uhhh..." Shriya shivered as a dollop of sperm emerged from her fucked hole and drooled over her clit. "I can't... take anymore..."

"Oh, I'm going to make sure you can," He rolled the limp girl onto her belly. Cum sloshed heavily inside her. Roy spread her still-sensitive ass, looking at her fiery pussy. "Hmmm, yeah, you're pretty full aren't you? Must like the feeling of all that cum working its way inside you, huh?" 

Shriya stopped her grinding against the bed. It was dangerous for her to stay with cum soaking deeper and deeper into her too-fertile womb, but she didn't move. She couldn't move. Or rather, she wouldn't move. Nor reply to Roy.



"Not quite convinced about liking your breeding yet?" Roy asked. Shriya felt him grip her waist and roll her over again. Now on her back, Shriya saw the men looking down at her – two relaxed and satisfied, and one with burning eyes. "Just look at yourself, Shriya."

She complied. With difficulty, Shriya lifted her head and surveyed her splayed, tired body. Her breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths, her pink nipples jutted from her flushed breasts. Glistening sweat painted all across her chest and belly, and between her spread legs her mound's trimmed hair was matted with sweat and semen.



Shriya didn't have to see her pussy to know it was utterly drenched with cum, or to know that her pussy lips were openly inviting more –Her desire surged between her legs, and she was getting hot again with Roy between her legs. 

"He is right... I do want this..." Her eyes found Roy's, his regal cock held firm in his slow-stroking hand. Shriya looked up into the eyes of the foreman she once despised, and spread her legs wider for him.

"Finally!" The foreman exclaimed, praising the helpless woman while grabbing her hips again, "Took you long enough to come around." He drug her towards him on the bed. With his knees he spread her legs further and planted his arms like stakes on either side. Shriya breathed harder as her eyes followed him mounting her.

He stroked his great member down her mound, the precum trailing to her whitewashed pussy. He brushed his cock up and down her gooey slit – she moaned softly, heart pounding so fast in her chest, not from fear but from want.



The head of Roy's cock caught the entrance of her saturated pussy. The tip slipped in. With a gasp Shriya gripped either side of his chest, her body forgetting how tired it was. He looked down on her, into her upturned eyes, and with a triumphant smirk he thrust himself completely in.

Shriya's pussy already overflowed with cum. It had been slowly trickling down her ass ever since Roy turned her onto her back, though most had remained spreading inside her belly. 

But as the foreman thrust himself into her, the sea of spunk inside her squelched and gushed out of her tight hole around his invading member that reached further than the others. There was no room for the other men's inferior cum. As he bottomed out inside her, their loads flooded over her pussy lips like an overfilled cup. He began pumping the remains of his competition out of Shriya's saturated pussy in broad, filling strokes.



"Mmmmhh!" Shriya tried to move her hips to meet his thrusts, but he was too strong – her rocking pussy was pinned to the bed every time he plowed into her. But the sensation was too much for Shriya – the loud smucking and sucking slurping from her pussy, the sounds of his magnificent cock stunting its competitor's chances as their cum oozed hotly and uselessly down her pussy lips, made her moan like nothing before. 

He was taking her for himself, Shriya realized, this man mounting her so forcefully, his build dominating her small frame. He jutted his hips like a piston, a machine build for one purpose, the purpose now being fulfilled inside Shriya's gripping, slopping cunt. The other men looked on as their leader took her body, and Shriya looked into the fiery eyes that were taking her mind.



"Oh God Roy!" She cried with abandon, her heart fluttering, "Yes!" Shriya bucked against him, but was pounded into the bed with a slam. Her clit screamed with delight.

He growled above her, grinding his cock into hers. He palmed one of Shriya's heaving tits, fingers gripping her taut flesh that soon might swell with milk. He took her nipple between his fingers, tweaking and pulling the hard pink nub as if to illustrate this dangerous possibility to the squirming woman below him.



"Yes!" Shriya arched her back, pressing her breasts into his possessing hand as much as she could. She gasped as he pinched the sensitive nub hard. It made Shriya hot – hot to think that he was taking her body for that one purpose, to plant his seed deep and watch it grow...