Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Cum too soon for her? Did he really think she enjoyed doing this to him? She hated him.


"Oh yeah, you gonna stay my girlfriend. Keep sucking on me, baby... easy... that better. We in no rush. You gotta learn to take your time and savor it. Sid won't be home for a while, and I got enough cum in my balls to make you spit out black babies until your ovaries dry up."

Again, he yanked her hair. "I got a lot to teach you. Twirl your tongue over the head some. Show more affection. Remember how nice I did it to you? Act like you love me. Yeah, that's better. Now run your lips up and down the shaft. Ah, yeah, baby, keep doing that. Okay, now stroke it some more."

She felt his grip in her hair tightening. "Look at me," he scolded her, pulling her hair and turning her face upward and toward him. He struck her cheek softly. "Touch it lovingly while doing that. You see how hard you made me again? This how a real man's body shows love for a woman. You need to reciprocate my love for you by pleasuring my cock and giving it affection. Don't forget, you want to do this to me. Now try again."

Roy continued giving her cruel tutorials. She had no choice but to comply with his demented demands and pretend to worship his big black cock. She reluctantly learned how to perform oral sex on him, how he liked to be touched, and how to act like she enjoyed doing it. "That's it. Keep showing me how much you love me and how you want to do this to me," he repeated to her. "You can see how much I love you by how hard you making me."



Her wedding band sparkled on her finger as she gently tugged on his dark appendage and pretended to love him. His cock twitched, startling her slightly. She held his massive shaft in both hands with plenty of its length to spare. Her lips moved up and down his thick rod; her tongue licked it. How could his cock possibly be so big? she wondered.

Roy felt another batch readying. "Oh, I'm gonna cum soon, baby. Swallow all of me — every last drop. Make me think you like it and love me."

"No," she growled, trying to free herself from his grip. There was no way she was going to swallow his cum and pretend to like it. But he pulled her hair hard, forced the head of his cock back into her mouth and held her firmly. With her face buried in his groin, his thick, long penis far down her throat, her open hands reached up while shoving against his hard stomach.



"Don't even try to get away, baby. You don't want me to hurt you and kill Sid when he gets home tonight. It's not worth fighting. Swallow me and everything will be okay."

Samantha didn't want to swallow Roy's nasty, white cream, but he had threatened her, and he grasped her hair tightly, preventing her from pulling away.

After the first couple of mouthfuls, her shoves started to lose determination. His cum was working on her. He could tell it was becoming less distasteful to her by the way she finally stopped resisting and started gulping it down.

"That's it, keep swallowing and protect your family. Drink all of me, baby. The more of it you swallow, the better things will be. My cum is special and you starting to like it. You see how good I'm starting to taste and how much you starting to love me? It's getting difficult for you to resist it."



Samantha replied with a moan. Her open palms slowly slid down his firm, muscular stomach, appreciating the ripples in his strong abdomen while she drank from him, until her fingers wrapped themselves around the shaft of his massive penis, as if everything he was saying to her was suddenly and unexplainably true. His cock became like a fountain of masculinity delivering a perverted nourishment to her. The more she pleasured him the more of it she received.

He relaxed his hold, Samantha gently milking his cock and quaffing from it, not noticing that he had let go of her hair. She remained engrossed with his cock as he spoke, obediently running her lips up and down its shaft, licking up the white cream still spewing from its head as if it was a special treat.

"That's a good girl. Keep feeding from me, baby," he repeated while tenderly stroking her hair. "Everything's going to be okay now that you've sampled me."

When his cum eventually stopped flowing, she pulled her mouth away. A thread of jism momentarily spanned from his softening phallus to her lips, like a web from a venomous spider, one of many strands trapping its paralyzed prey.

She had finished drinking his poison.



Samantha appeared dazed. Roy gently took her elbow and guided her to sit on the edge of her bed. She didn't think it was possible for a man to produce that much semen. He had profusely ejaculated in her pussy only a short while ago and effortlessly repeated it a second time in her mouth, and she had swallowed all of him.

Samantha stared up at him from where she sat, sparks of hatred forming in her eyes, his strong taste lingering on her taste buds, his perverted essence filling her stomach and womb. A heavy silence permeated the room until a pair of mating birds nonchalantly announced Spring outside her bedroom window, as if everything in the world was as it should be. Nature was ironic and cruel and didn't care about the laws that governed civilized men and women that Roy has broken.

Like a brilliant vein of gold, the afternoon sun leaked through a crack between the bedroom curtains that had been drawn since morning, hiding her sexual assault from the outside world. Roy took a seat beside her on the edge of the bed and put his arm around her shoulder, their naked bodies touching once more. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to be cruel to you, baby."

Samantha violently shrugged his muscular arm off her shoulder and scooted away. "Don't touch me ever again and don't call me baby."



Roy stood up. He realized she was upset, but she would eventually get over it. "Listen, baby, before you go tell your husband or anyone else about this, you should know that I'm not who you or your husband think I am. I gave Sid a fake name and I.D. when I moved here. My real last name is Johnson. I'm Roy Johnson. If you don't know who I am, you can look me up on Google."

She vaguely remembered that name from somewhere, but she was too distressed to think about it now. "Get out of our house and don't ever come back," she spat.

He chuckled at her. "I have a receipt for a year's lease paid in full and signed by your husband. I'm not going anywhere, baby. I'm staying right here with you."

"Sid will notice the marks you left on me you stupid pig. He's going to have you put in jail."

Roy's eyes lit up with rage. "That wouldn't be smart. If you want Sid to live, you better hope he never finds out who I am or what we done today. And don't ever threaten me, or the beating I just gave you will seem like gentle petting."