Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

He teased her with the vibrator, bringing it to her opening, but not penetrating her, before assaulting her clit with it again. She didn't know if she would come or cry first; she had no control over what was happening to her, and half of her wanted to run away, but the other half of her wanted his cock so badly. She teetered on the edge, about to come...




The young man set the vibrator aside and stepped right behind her, between her bound legs, so that the two of them were almost touching. He brought the tip of his cock to her opening, sliding it up and down, but still not penetrating her. She felt like screaming. "Please," she said, but that was all she could get out.

"Oh," he purred, "now you're more compliant, aren't you?"

"NO!" She almost shouted. "Please, don't!" But she wanted him so badly it ached, and he could tell.

"Too bad," he said, and grinned, although she couldn't see him. His cock had turned so red it was almost purple, and it screamed for attention. Seeing this sexy girl all tied up and helpless made him harder than he'd ever been. Her pussy was dripping wet and she was gasping for air. He thrust forward and rammed into her, making her scream.



He groaned with pleasure. He had never felt anything as good as her hot tiny pussy squeezing his big cock. He could have come right then, but he wanted to savor this.

Pooja Hegde sobbed "No! Stop," as he slowly dragged his hard cock back out dripping. She could feel every inch sliding out of her, agonizingly. Suddenly he grabbed her around her little waist and blasted into her, pulling out then thrusting forward with all his momentum.

Pooja Hegde's poor pussy was stretched out around the stranger's massive cock, and could feel him hit the deepest part of her with each thrust. It hurt, but felt good in a really primal way. She didn't think her rapist had bothered to put a condom on, which meant that he was pounding away at her raw, with no protection between them. Just his big straining stiff cock, dripping with precum and invading the deepest part of her.



"NOOOOOooooooooooo," she howled. She could feel the pressure building up, her pussy getting hotter and hotter. She couldn't hold it in, she needed to come. The stranger grabbed her around the throat and fucked her for all he was worth, which sent her over the edge.

Dazed, Pooja Hegde screamed and moaned with pleasure, almost sobbing because it felt so good. Her pussy squeezed and squirted, creating a puddle on the floor under her.

"Mmm, you liked that, didn't you?" the young man purred, pulling out slowly. He chuckled. "Don't worry, I'm not done with you yet..."

Pooja Hegde found herself in a bad situation.

She remembered arriving to the college party and pouring herself a drink from the bar, but then nothing until she had woken up in this upstairs room, tied to a bench.



The (admittedly, sort of hot) young man, presumably her captor, had just fucked her until she lost control and had a squirting, screaming orgasm.

Her orgasm subsiding, she started coming back to her senses. She still felt drunk, and more out-of-it than she usually was after just a beer. She was a relatively small girl though, and didn't drink often, so she hadn't learned her limit yet.

Embarrassed and now getting more frightened, Pooja Hegde hoped that the noise would attract other party-goers to come and rescue her.

As if he knew what she was thinking, the young man chuckled. "That music is on so loud, none of those drunk kids heard you at all." He stroked his hard cock, which was absolutely dripping with her come.



"Now, I was so generous to you- I think you'll want to return the favor." He plunged his cock back into her shuddering pussy, making her scream out loud. Her poor pussy felt incredibly sensitive after the intense fucking.

"You know, just in case though..." He thrust into her a couple times, groaning. She was one of the hottest girls he had ever seen, and he could barely hold himself back. He imagined cumming into her unprotected pussy, his big load of sperm gushing into her depths and marking her as his territory. It was too hot. He had to pull out now to stop from cumming. He dragged his big cock back out of her, enjoying the squelching noise it made as her pussy clung to him, trying to keep him inside.

He practically ran back to the dresser and yanked it open. A handkerchief was in the top drawer, perfect. Pooja Hegde moaned and sobbed from the bench, "please! please let me go..."



But he came back around to the bench, and tied the handkerchief around her head in her mouth, gagging her. He grinned. "Now we don't need to worry about you bothering anyone with your yelling," he said, gazing down at her. Her eyes, a little unfocused, were watering. The tears rolled down and over her soft lips, which were stretched around the blue handkerchief gagging her. Her tiny floral mini-dress was now bunched around her waist, leaving her ass and pussy stretched open and exposed.

He walked back around to look at her ass, running his hand along her smooth body. She shivered from his touch, her face burning red with embarrassment from being exposed like this. "You look so good, I wanna remember this forever," the young man said, and pulled out his phone to snap a photo of her bare cunt and ass. "You tell anyone what happened here tonight, and I'll send this to your friend, parents, whatever." He hoped that it wouldn't come to that. If the drug he bought off the frat boy worked right, Pooja Hegde wouldn't remember anything after he spiked her beer.



Admiring her naked rear from behind, he realized that now was his chance to fulfill one of his fantasies. He rubbed his cock around her vulva, making sure it was well-lubricated with her juices. She moaned a little through the gag, but he could hear her gasping every time he touched her sensitive clit.

He pushed two of his fingers into her pussy and was rewarded when she pushed back onto them, only managing to move her body slightly, since she was tied down. He withdrew them, now moistened, and started rubbing her little asshole.



When she felt his intruding fingers, she visibly flinched, and her ass tightened. However, as fucked up as she was, she couldn't offer much resistance. He rubbed her tight hole from the outside until he felt her relax a little- then he violated her ass with his finger.

It was heavenly. Her pussy had been so tight, he could tell it had gone unused for months. Her ass was even tighter though, squeezing his finger. Pooja Hegde cried out through her gag. Even in her state, this felt wrong to her. He added another finger, and started working them in and out of her ass. She had squirted so much he didn't even need lube, his fingers were sliding in and out.

Pooja Hegde whimpered. She was beginning to realize that he was going to fuck her ass, and she couldn't stop him. The only thing she could do was try to relax, so it wouldn't hurt as much.

The young man felt her ass relax slightly, and took his opportunity. He stopped stroking his cock, and quickly guided it to her ass. He pushed forward, the head of his cock straining against her asshole. She was resisting too much, so he leaned forward and grabbed her nipples through her thin dress. She cried out in surprise and pain, and he slammed his cock into her at that moment.



Pooja Hegde screamed again, but it was partly muffled from the gag. She wasn't screaming from the pain- it did hurt, but what hurt more was the humiliation, the knowledge that this man was violating her, entering her without her permission, and fucking her somewhere that had never been fucked before. She felt his naked cock squeeze into her, stretching her ass painfully wide around his shaft.