Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

The please unraveled me - she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I lifted my hips and lost my virginity to my aunt's sweet pussy. She lowered herself onto me with a moan and our hips moved in a rhythm as old as time. "Perfect," she breathed, kissing me.




"Yes", I confessed, gliding in and out. With our tongues wrapped together, our words admitting the depth of our need, and our bodies illicitly joined, I felt a deep churning in my loins. Malaika's face and chest flushed red and she arched her back while my hips paused like a cocked gun. She cried out, "Now, young one! Oh yes now!" and I felt her command trigger my release , my hips thrusting into her one last time as I came explosively, repeatedly, and desperately. I had never known anything that thrilled me more. Aunt Malaika collapsed on top of me, her body hot and good against mine, our hearts beating together. It was bliss. My eyes closed.



I slept fitfully in a blend of dreams and reality. Did her finger stoke between my ass checks? I thought I saw her sitting on the toilet, peeing with door open, talking to me. I felt blazing fear, deep shame, and mad desire. Where would all of this lead? Was my aunt a sweet seductress or a devilish temptress? How dark were her desires. Her words infiltrated my sleep, "...Terrible things that you will fear and then learn to crave. When you're scared and vulnerable I'll intensify those feelings and, much later, I'll soothe you." Finally a deeper sleep took me.



I awoke much later, wrapped in the strong arms of my naked aunt. As I shifted, she kissed my neck. "My lipstick is all over you, lover," she whispered. My eyes flew open in horror. What had we done? I leapt from the bed, realized I was naked, and hastily wrapped myself in a small throw blanket. I stood in the corner of her bedroom, eyes wide.

Malaika stood slowly, letting the covers caress her body as she slipped out of bed, naked and proud. She walked toward me.



"I hate you," I muttered. "I'll never see you again!"

She approached me until her rigid nipples nearly touched my chest. "Oh Sunny, I don't think so. You hate me now, but sooner than you believe you will think of me differently."

I stared in disbelief, the passion long gone, replaced by anger and shame. Malaika was cruel and terrible. She had manipulated me, deceived me, and now threatened to turn me into a man I swore I would never become. My eyes found the door and my escape.

She continued, "The craving for Malaika will grow. The memory of our first kisses will be inescapable. Our hot shared stare when you slid inside me will haunt you."



"You're an evil BITCH," I spat.

"Perhaps. And I'm very good at, yes?" Her arrogant eyes burned into my horrified ones. "So are you.

"So fight it, pet. Fight it as hard as you like, because the more you resist the better the sex will be when you return to my arms. The longer you wait, the longer I will make you beg for my lips. Yes, these lips." She licked them slowly, seeing my eyes follow. "As you beg you will admit even more shameful desires to me. I'll grant them. I'll be everything you ever imagined. And you, my pet, will please me in ways few men are willing to do."



I shoved past her, racing to my room where I stuffed my belongings in my bag. Malaika didn't follow. I ran out of the house and down the path to where my car was at Grandma's to the sound of her lilting laughter. I resolutely vowed I would never see Aunt Malaika again. I drove away from her to my home where I showered furiously, washing away the fluids, the scent of her, and her plum-colored lipstick.

But not before I rubbed the lipstick off my cock and sucked it off my finger, eyes closed in euphoric recall.

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