Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Robbie didn't notice, not even when he came inside her for a second time. Nor did his friends notice that she wasn't awake anymore when they continued taking turns with her. Until the evening truly came to an end, until they were well and truly sated...






Anushka had a dreamless slumber. Her body had desperately attempted to rid itself of all the toxins but it didn't have any power left to spare. Her sleep wasn't a restful one whatsoever.

A splitting headache assaulted her as soon as she opened her eyes again, much later.



"What the hell did I do...?" She mumbled to herself lethargically, while placing both hands on the sides of her head as if she was afraid it may fall off. Her throat felt incredibly dry, like she hadn't had a sip of water for weeks. She also noticed that her entire body felt sore which usually only happened after overexerting herself at the gym.

Her mind was a foggy mess. She truly couldn't remember anything other than getting drunk and praying that someone would turn down the music. The last time she had gotten blackout drunk like this was...on her birthday, probably. Where was she anyway?

She took a quick, panicked look around and found herself still at her boyfriend's home, in one of the guest rooms. All alone. It was reassuring, even if she couldn't recall how she got there. Someone must have carried her.

Presumably her boyfriend, but he was nowhere to be seen.

The blanket clung to her skin, that's how sticky and sweaty she was. Even in her moody and drained state, she felt grossed out. If there ever had been a time that she needed a good hot shower, this was it. The poor state she was in became more obvious as she crawled out of bed and felt her legs trembling miserably. She walked like a zombie, stumbling forward and dragging her hands along the walls, as she pushed herself to the bathroom without second guessing just why she was already naked. Her eyes fixated entirely on the path ahead of her.



When she finally reached the bathtub, she sat under the showerhead and allowed lukewarm water to sprinkle over her naked body, which finally lured a groan out of her. She tugged her knees in and rested for what felt like an eternity, simply relaxing and recovering. Her joints ached and her muscles still felt stiff, so it felt heavenly to have a thousand water drops massaging the entirety of her body for so long.



She eventually pulled herself back up to her feet, finished her shower and dried herself off with a cozy, soft towel. It was a treat to feel the fabric caressing her. She studied herself in front of the bathroom mirror while doing so, and for the first time, noticed that her entire vaginal area was enflamed and red. She leaned forward to take a better look, and parted the swollen lips with her fingertips. Her actions were slow and gentle, as if she was afraid she may break something down there by touching it.



Some kind of cloudy, sticky discharge trickled down her thighs almost immediately, and she uttered a startled gasp. It was a mystery to her why she might be so dripping wet on the inside. Did she have some kind of wet dream before she woke up? She wasn't sure, but she sure as heck hoped that she hadn't masturbated in the guest room while she was drunk out of her mind. Oh god, even the thought made her nearly choke in embarrassment. Hopefully nobody had noticed that she apparently touched herself. It was time to clean away any evidence of her intoxicated behavior.

She quickly sat down on the toilet seat and grabbed a small box from the side. The contents were what she expected, the private stash of tampons belonging to her boyfriend's mother. Applicator included.



"Thank god!" An essential household item if she had ever seen one.

She retrieved one of them, parted her legs, and gingerly inserted it between the swollen lips of her vagina. Her pussy felt bruised and spongy, but she quickly blamed that as well on any kind of unacceptable dream she must've had.

She pushed that bad boy home before pressing down on the plunger and securing the tampon in place, somewhere in the back of her vagina where it would help to prevent any kind of awkward discharge. She could still feel some thick fluids sloshing around somewhere within her, thank god she no longer had to be afraid of it oozing down her legs.



"Nope, nope!" It was all icky and strange down there. The less she had to deal with her private parts, the better. She certainly had other things to worry about, she thought. So after using a ball of tissues to wipe the insides of her thighs clean, she returned to her boyfriend's bedroom to find him soundly asleep. It gave her a good excuse to borrow some of his clothes -- at which point she realized that she couldn't remember taking off her own clothes upon entering the bathroom. She had no idea where those were.