Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[trouble_maker]

When are you taking the next request bro. Need one on Asin

[Krishan202]

She could feel the wetness on the tip of his cock and she knew it was the pre-cum mixed with urine drops. He was looking at her. He didn’t say anything but his look was enough for a command. She moved between his legs and slowly brought her face close to his cock. It had the distinct smell of pee.


He pushed her face on his cock and rubbed her nose all over his cock and balls.


“Like it?” he asked releasing her. Now she knew why he didn’t wash his cock after pissing. He wanted his girls to inhale the smell of his unwashed cock.


She nodded meekly. What else she could do?


“Now suck it”


He drew the foreskin down and made it ready for her to lick.


She licked at the lower part of its head. “That is the junction of nerves” Pragathi had instructed. “a girl can make a man cum just by licking there, not even taking fully inside the mouth”


She pulled her tongue out and started giving long sweeping licks from his balls till the tip.


“Mm mm that is good” he grunted. He reached his balls with his hand and lifted it. She understood what he wanted and began to lick below his balls. Then she brought her tongue once again up and took one of his balls inside her mouth and pulled it with her tight lips.


“Good”





Once again she reached the tip of his cock. This time she took it inside her mouth and began to move her head while tickling its tip with her tongue.


“Ha, sure this is taught by Meena kumari” He said reaching for the drink. He was leaning on the headboard of the bed looking amused at the little girl working on his cock. She went on an on for few minutes. Then she heard him keeping the glass of his drink on the table and then he slid down lying on his back. He extended his arms behind his head. ‘Come here’ he said, ‘lick my nipples’





Malvika climbed on his fat belly and began to lick on his small nipples. It was hairy, she could feel the roughness of his hair on her lips. Even then she tried to suck them. His nipples became wet with her saliva. He was making some hissing sound enjoying the pleasure.


Then he guided her head towards his armpits. The strong smell of sweat hit on her nostrils. He had shaved his armpits few days back and so the hair was very short. She extended her tongue began to lick trying not to inhale. Then he pushed her head to the other, and it went on for some time. Then he took her face in both hands and kissed her probing her mouth with his tongue.


Then once again her head was pushed down to his cock. She sucked on his cock with loud noise as it was fully wet with her saliva and his precum.


Then i the obvious thing happened. He lifted his legs.


Now she has free access to his ass hole. She knew there is no need to act ignorant. He knew she would do it. And so she opened her mouth wide, pushed out her tongue out and began to give long hard strokes at the crack of his ass. He pulled the cheeks wide with both hands and made more room for her. He had not washed the place for some hours and so a mixed smell of sweat, urine and shit emanated from the rough hair around his asshole. The hair was rough on her tongue, but she continued to lick, trying not to breathe. She came up and licked below his balls whenever she wanted to breathe.


“Good girl, do it hard. push your tongue into it” He was very excited. She obeyed him pushing her tongue into his hole. After a few jabs she swept her tongue towards his cock rolling down her spit to wash out the repugnant taste. She reached the tip which was fully wet with his pre-cum and she licked it up. This is OK, at least it was tasteless.


Now he was ready to fuck her. The very thought of fucking such a young girl excited him greatly. She was almost suffocated when he climbed on her and pressed his large belly on her tummy. But his cock was long and huge. And he had pulled her legs up making easy access. His cock slowly slid into her and she gasped. He lifted her up by her ass and began to fuck with hard strokes. His mouth was on her boobs sometimes, almost taking the whole of each of them into his mouth, making his teeth marks on her buttery white boobs, sometimes his whiskey smelling tongue was inside her mouth. His saliva flowed into her mouth and she had to swallow it.





Then he came with a loud grunt. He came in gushes and she felt his cum filling her pussy and then oozing out. He fell on his back and pushed her head towards his cock. She knew what he wanted and began to lick his cock clean. She remembered Miss Meena kumari doing it on Vicky.


When she finished and got up, he smiled at her with full satisfaction.


She ran to the bath room to clean up her pussy and gargle her mouth with the mouth wash.





He held her at her shoulder when they came out.
‘How was she?’ asked Pragathi, who was sitting on the sofa waiting.
‘Excellent’. ‘Great training’
‘You gave her the butterscotch?’ Pragathi asked and laughed.
‘Oh, sure, she is very good at it. Meena kumari has given her a good training.’
‘I will come next week. Ask Meena kumari too join.
‘Sure, Meena kumari will be very happy.’ Pragathi replied.


When Raj went out, Pragathi asked Malvika to come next day. ‘Tomorrow is Saturday and you have only classes till 12. Come straight here. I will give you a surprise. Malvika could not refuse.


When she reached the flat the next day she saw both Vicky and Riaz sitting there waiting for her. So that was the surprised. These villains finally got what they wanted. To have her together! But she did not want to agree. If they want, let them do it one after another.


But Pragathi said, ‘look Malvika, they both have fucked you and you know that both of them know about it. You were naked before each of them.
You have sucked and licked them wherever they asked you to. . So what is the big deal” Both the boys laughed loudly.


God, did she need to be so unkind and insulting? Malvika thought.


‘More over it is really a pleasure for us women to have two men at the same time. Just see how exciting it will be’ Pragathi said with a chuckle. Then she took her into the bedroom followed by the boys.


‘Hey boys, be soft, she is tender, don’t scare her’. She told the boys while going out.


As soon as the door was closed, Riaz, who is very bold and rough, caught her head and began to kiss her. Vicky unbuttoned her shirt and began to press on her boobs. When Riaz released her, he started kissing him. Malvika always liked his kiss. His breath was very exciting. And he was soft.


Riaz has already removed her skirt. He pulled her panties down. When Vicky saw her pussy, he kneeled down before her and began to kiss and lick. Riaz was holding her and sucking on her boobs.


Pragathi maam was right, this is exciting, Malvika thought.


The boys removed their clothes and all the three climbed on the bed. Malvika was between them . Both started sucking her boobs, one on the left and the other on the right. Both had different style, but Malvika enjoyed both.


Vicky moved down to suck her pussy, while Riaz sat near her head and guided her mouth towards his cock. His cock was clean and without any smell as it did not have any foreskin. But Malvika loved the faint piss smell of Vicky’s cock. Now she began to suck Riaz making noise with her wet tongue.





Vicky had lifted her leg up and was now licking her asshole.
‘Make it really wet, buddy, I am going to have it today.’
Malvika did not get what he meant. Then she felt Vicky’s finger entering her asshole. She began to move and tried to remove his hand, but he was firm.
‘Just lie down quietly and enjoy.’ he said.
Now his finger was fully inside, It was slightly paining.
‘Take it out, it’s paining’ She said.


‘OK, don’t worry, There is a way’. Vicky went to the cupboard and brought the K Jelly. He applied it on his fingers and pushed some into her hole. Now when he pushed his finger, it went smoothly inside. She was slowing enjoying the sensation. She always liked when he licked her asshole. This is also good enough. Slowly he pushed two of his fingers inside, they too glided inside without any problem.


‘Now keep your leg like that, let me try with my cock.’


‘Oh No’ she cried and tried to get up. But Riaz held her.


Vicky slowly inserted the tip of his cock into the outer part of her asshole. Her sphincter muscle at he asshole was tight hold his entry. He lifter her asscheeks with both hands and pushed. Then suddenly it entered inside.


‘Take it out, Chee , Chee, You people are so bad’


‘But by now Vicky was working his cock, it was going in and out and surprisingly, Malvika was getting excited. Riaz was pinching her boobs, she started sucking his cock.


Then Vicky took it out and pushed inside her pussy. He climbed on her and pulled her towards his side.


‘Now your chance, Riaz’





Riaz happily lay down on the other side, and pushed his cock in between her ass cheeks. Vicky opened them for him with one hand. With the other hand he had held Malvika tightly, not allowing her to move. Riaz’s cock had a thick head, so it was not going inside easily. But with one hard push and a loud cry of Malvika it went all the way inside.


‘Wow that is great. Cried Riaz. Hey I can feel your cock on my cock, man’


Vicky’s cock was inside her pussy. Now both the cocks were separated only by a thin membrane. They could feel each other’s cock when they moved.


Riaz began to fuck her ass with hard strokes. Vicky was moving slowly. Malvika had closed her eyes; she was kissing Vicky enjoying the taste of his mouth.





It went on for some time; finally the boys came in large volume. They were so excited about this sandwich that they forgot to get their customary asslick from her.


Pragathi had a great laugh when the boys told about their episode to Malvika’s utter embarrassment. Now, she thought, Pragathi maam will tell all about this. Now she has a very young girl who sucks, swallows, licks ass holes and even takes it in her ass.





Malvika wanted to escape from this world before it is too late.


Luckily her father got transferred to another city and they had to leave in a month. That saved her.


She was very particular not to get over friendly with elderly women any more.







THE-END

[Delhidevil2021]

Pls write on Juhi Chawla

[Srinu143]

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[Lucifer1976]

Bro write on namitha

[Rajaryanea]

Bro give a long update on Tapsee pannu . Gang bang preferred

[Delhidevil2021]

Write on Juhi Chawla/Kareena Kapoor

[Smad1979]

Bro give us regular updates . I was about to request for 2 updates a day . But you aren't uploading atleast one update per day. Please update daily

I don't see why he/she is obligated to give even 1 update a day let alone your request for 2. If you want such fast updates at least offer to help in providing fakes to him/her instead of sitting back and complaining for lack of fast updates in great content. He/she has other things to do in their life as well

[john_anderson]

"They were nice guys weren't they!" she said.

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I could see his shaft pulsing and getting thicker with every pulse. It was now as far in her mouth as it would go and she had only half his cock in her. She worked her mouth along the shaft making it as sloppy and wet as she could. Marcus let go of her head and put his hands on his hips and gently thrusted forward as she sucked his huge black cock.

hi, I real loved fantasy story on Rashmika. Can you provide the pic that is missing in the below story thread after the dialogue So, what do you think of my dress, Marcus?" I would really approciate it thanks ?

[Jansam845]

Bro plz write on namitha

[Crushed_Burned]

Nice work Bro.

[Dhinesh]

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[Delhidevil2021]

Write on Juhi chawla

[Krishan202]

Anushka sat in the study on Sunday afternoon, staring at her computer monitor. She sighed. It wasn't easy selecting floor tile for the bathrooms. She worked her way through period-relevant tile from salvaged projects. They had to save money at every step for their Mansion restoration.





As she scrolled through the geometric patterns, Anushka's mind wandered to the deluge of sperm Krishan had sprayed on her. She'd once heard a vulgar comic say that every man's dream was to cover women in sperm. They want to drown them in cum, he'd said. Anushka thought the comic was just as horribly crass now as she did when she'd first heard him, but she might now understand the impulse better. It really had pleased Krishan to paint her with his seed like he did. And it had moved something in her as well. She, maybe, sort of liked it. That was a strange thing to admit to herself.


Anushka blinked and adjusted her reading glasses. The online tile store was gone from her monitor, replaced by a sex shop. Somehow, while she'd been daydreaming, she'd gone to a site she'd never seen before. How in the world had that happened? She was now staring at what the store promised were huge, pussy-changing dildos. Anushka put her left hand to her mouth and moved the curser to the exit box. But instead of leaving, she scrolled down the page. She decided to have a little look out of curiosity.





Five minutes later, she'd somehow purchased a jet-black, eleven-inch phallus with expedited shipping. Anushka quickly closed the page and went back to her bathroom tile browsing. All the rest of the day, she felt a definite wetness between her legs. Pussy-changing was such a deplorably crude and sensationalized description. But as her mind continued to wander, Anushka couldn't help but wonder how true it might be. Maybe she'd have the courage to find out when the new toy arrived. Of course, whatever she did with the thing, she'd be sure to include her husband.


~~


The stairs creaked as Krishan made his way up to the east tower room. "Shriya? You up here?" He pushed the door to the tower and it squealed its way open. He thought he better add oiling door hinges to his parent's punch list. "Shriya?" Most of the windows in the tower were open and a cool breeze blew through the circular space.


"I'm out here," Shriya called over her shoulder from outside the northernmost window.


Krishan walked to the window and looked out. His twin sister sat cross-legged on the fish scale shingle roof that hung about three feet out from the tower and ran three-quarters of the way around. Her hair tossed and turned in the wind.





"What are you doing out there?" Suddenly dizzy, Krishan leaned back into the room and stepped away from the window. He could no longer see Shriya, but she wasn't that far away.


"I like to come here and think." Shriya didn't bother looking back, she knew her brother was afraid of heights. "It's so beautiful. I was just thinking about the sermon today."


"Oh?" Krishan tensed as movement caught his eye to the east. He relaxed when he saw Nayanthara gingerly climb in through a window to his right. Nayanthara cradled her belly as she stretched her legs over the windowsill. Her long, flowing dress was without a bustle. It's was quite striking with hues of blue and green. She smiled when she made eye contact with Krishan and walked over to him, careful to keep out of view of Shriya's window.


No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and He will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation He will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.





Krishan watched as Nayanthara approached, her bone-white finger placed on her pink lips.


With her left hand, Nayanthara reached into his shorts and found his penis already hard. She nodded her head approvingly, her hair blowing, ever so slightly, in the breeze.


"What about it, Shriya?" Krishan trembled at that frigid touch.


Nayanthara leaned forward and pressed her lips on Krishan's ear. "You did well with your mother. What a lovely achromatic painting you gave that pretty woman. Well done, indeed." She giggled softly. "Now we continue."





"Now?" Krishan whispered back. But he offered no resistance as she lowered his shorts and boxers.


"I was just wondering if that's true." Shriya breathed in the fresh air and watched the puffy white clouds blow slowly past. "I mean, if there really is a God, do you think He always gives us an out from our temptations? And if He does, why give us temptations in the first place?"

[Krishan202]

"Well ..." Krishan tried hard to keep his concentration as Nayanthara sunk to her knees with a let's-be-naughty smirk on her freckled face. "Maybe it means that we can enjoy temptation and God will step in only if it gets out of hand." Krishan sighed as Nayanthara took him into her ice mouth. The cold heightened his pleasure. He looked down at the twin diamonds on her finger and wondered why she still wore the ring if she had so completely turned on her marriage vows. Then he thought of Vijay's anger out in the hallway. But even that remembered fear couldn't spoil the high he got whenever Nayanthara paid him that special kind of attention.





"I don't know, Krish. That sounds like wishful thinking." Shriya looked over her shoulder but couldn't see her brother through the window. He was such a sissy about heights. "You haven't been doing drugs or anything, have you?" Shriya didn't think he had. She usually had a sixth sense when something was wrong with her brother. Although, lately, he'd been sort of a blank slate.


"No ... uuummmmm ... nothing like that." Krishan's legs trembled as Nayanthara circled his purple head with her frigid tongue. "Uuuhhhh ... tell me more." Krishan's eyes widened as Nayanthara grabbed his oversized balls, one in each palm, and took his monster dick down her throat with one fluid motion. He didn't think it would be possible to take so much cock so easily, but then again, she wasn't exactly human.





"You sound strange." Shriya sighed, she didn't want to go back inside just yet, but it sounded like her brother needed her. "Do you need me to come in?"


"I'm ... fine." Krishan fought the impulse to put his hands on her head. She might not like that. Despite the incredibly long strokes she took down her throat, there was almost no noise. "Stay ... outside. Why are you thinking ... uh ... about temptation? Are you ... getting serious with ... Tharun?"


"Not really." Shriya looked down at the overgrown yard far below and spotted an abandoned rose bush that was still sending out the most beautiful red flowers. She thought she'd have to go down there and pick some sometime. "The sermon just spoke to me, I guess. How about you, Krish? Any girlfriends I should know about?"


"Noooo." Krishan grit his teeth. His whole body trembled. He tried to stifle his groans as he let loose inside Nayanthara's pretty mouth. He could see her jaw and neck work as she gulped shot after shot of cum down into her stomach.





"Well, that's too bad, Krish. You're a nice boy and you'll make some girl really happy." Shriya could hear her brother groaning a little and assumed it was her spot high above the ground that upset him so. "I'll come in."


Nayanthara pulled her mouth off his rod and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. She winked at him and faded away like dust on the breeze.


Krishan's whole body buzzed from the blowjob and he almost missed the telltale sounds of his sister scooting along the shingles outside. She was coming back in. Krishan hastily pulled his shorts over his still hard dick and pulled his t-shirt over the head as it stuck up past his belly button. He turned and waddled for the stairs.


"Hey, where are you going?" Shriya stuck her head inside the window and watched her skinny brother retreat. Why was he walking like that?


"I have to use the bathroom," Krishan said over his shoulder. He got to the stairs and descended. "Bye."


"Okay, bye." Shriya thought about why he was waddling to the bathroom and guessed he had one of those big boners she'd seen him get recently. "Ew, gross." He was going to the bathroom to take care of it. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. Teenage boys were so nasty.


~~


"Don't I look pretty, Ganesh?" Anushka twirled in her powder blue chemise and corset. It was late on a weekday night, the kids were sleeping, and the parents had been hard at work on the house all day. Time for some fun.





"You always look pretty, Anu." Ganesh tried not to frown. "What about some different lingerie tonight? It's been a while since you wore that red, lacey set I got you for Valentine's Day."


"Oh, come on." Anushka stuck her hip to the side and placed her hand on it, striking a pose. "You know you like it." She laughed and walked to the closet. She always felt so giddy when wearing the Victorian underwear. "Plus, I've got a surprise for you." She opened the closet door and bent to retrieve something.


"Well, I like surprises." Ganesh watched her from his reclined position on the bed. He did like how the corset accentuated Anushka's boobs and the flare of her hips. He just wanted to see a little more skin. Nonetheless, his dick stiffened in his boxers as he watched her round bottom.


"Here we are." Anushka straightened and turned toward Ganesh.


"What ...?" Ganesh's eyes went wide. Whatever he was expecting from his straitlaced wife, it wasn't this. In both hands, she held before her the most enormous dick Ganesh had ever seen, certainly, almost a foot long and very thick. It was as black as pitch and evil looking. "What is that?"


"I thought we could spice things up a bit." Anushka's face opened in a broad smile. She held the phallus out in front of her, one hand circled around the veiny shaft, the other holding the round balls. "You wanna see me try and fit this thing in my little vagina?" She raised an eyebrow and cocked her hip at him again.


"Uh ... Anushka ... this is very ..." Ganesh mumbled. His dick softened as he saw her wedding ring pressed into that veiny monstrosity. "Why?"


"I just thought we should we try it." Anushka bounded over to the bed, her breasts rocking up and down in the corset. "I don't have any panties on. You'll have to get me very wet,"


"Um ..." Ganesh couldn't take his eyes off the horrible thing. "I have a headache, Anu." He rolled onto his side away from his wife and pressed his head into the pillow. "No sex tonight."





"Really?" Anushka stopped by the bed and the smile dropped from her face. "I ... I wanted to share this with you, Ganesh."


"I've got a headache. Too much work on the house." Ganesh pulled the blankets up over him. "Could you get the light?"


"Okay." Anushka's shoulders slumped and she looked down at the thing in her hands. Frown lines creased her pretty face. Why had she bought this thing? And why would she think it would make Ganesh feel anything but anxiety over his own small penis? Was his penis small? Anushka hadn't thought so until recently. Anushka returned to the closet and put the dildo away. She then went over by the door and flipped the light switch. The room fell into darkness. "Goodnight, dear."


"Goodnight," Ganesh grumbled from the bed.

[Krishan202]

Anushka padded over to their bathroom to change out of the corset and chemise. She resolved to be a better wife to Ganesh. She'd make it up to him. Make him feel like a man again. She vowed to put big penises out her mind completely. No more helping her son. And she'd throw that dildo away in the morning. But ... maybe ... She thought it over as she pulled off the lingerie. Maybe she'd just hold that dark phallus one more time. That wouldn't hurt anything. Just to feel the weight in her hands. And if Krishan really needed some help, she might just give it to him. A mother's responsibility is to care for her son, after all. And that was just as important as her wifely duties.





~~


Anushka made breakfast, fed her family, and sent the twins off to school. She then kissed her husband on the cheek and sent him off to the hardware store. She had the whole house to herself for a little while, a rarity. And to her great surprise, a few minutes later, she found herself sitting on the edge of her bed, rubbing the head of that giant dildo up against her wet vaginal lips.


One minute she was stripping to take a much-needed shower, the next she had the dildo in her hands. The thing was so substantial and manly. Her fingers trembled as she tried to push it in. "Ooohhhhhhh." She grunted and looked down between her hanging breasts as just the very tip stretched her out. The jet-black thing looked like a phallus made of night. It was almost like some ancient darkness spread her opening, trying to get in. She reminded herself it was just molded silicone as her moans filled the bedroom.





It was too much. "For you, Krish. I'd do anything." Where had those words come from? Suddenly she imagined her skinny son trying to shove his monster into her. It was even bigger than what she held in her hands. She knew such an act would destroy her marriage and her vagina, but the thought was irrepressible.


"Oh, Krish." She struggled to push more of the dildo into her, but only got another fraction of an inch in. She looked down at her poor vagina, it was spread around the head obscenely. Why did this feel so good? "Oh, no." A surge of pleasure flooded through her, and suddenly her vagina erupted.


"What's ... happening?" Anushka's whole body trembled and she dropped the dildo to the floor where it landed with a solid thud. "Oooohhhhhhhhh." A small geyser of clear liquid shot out of her vagina and sprayed upon the floor. And then another and another. Anushka tossed her head back onto the bed and shrieked out the most amazing orgasm of her life.





When she was done, she lay there for a while, her heart thumping and chest heaving with each breath. She finally stood and looked at the puddle on the floorboards. Nothing like that had ever happened to her before. "I must get rid of that thing." She eyed the dildo with contempt and thought of the sermon from that past Sunday. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.


Escape. God would give her the strength to throw away the dildo so that she might escape this new feeling. She didn't want the dildo to come between her and Ganesh. She resolved to take that enormous thing to the trash just as soon as she cleaned up her mess.


Once the floor was again spotless, and the sheets changed. Anushka somehow lost her resolve and she hid the dildo behind some books on one of the shelves in the library, one of which was First Love. As she neatly lined up the books in front of the monster, she thought that this was just as good as throwing it away. Out of sight, out of mind. She turned and went back upstairs to take that much needed shower.



~~


The Family assembled on the couch in the basement for watching movie to night. It was a family tradition to all get together on the third Thursday of the month for a screening. Although it wasn't the same since Karun moved out.


Krishan sat on one end of the couch, leaning on his mother's shoulder. Ganesh sat on the other side of Anushka, holding her right hand in his left. Shriya curled herself on the other end of the couch, in the corner with her knees pressed into her chest.


Most of the family kept their eyes on the screen, watching the latest sci-fi Movie. On screen, lasers flew and spaceships exploded. But Krishan's eyes kept wandering away from the TV and toward the fireplace. In the days since Nayanthara had led him down those hidden stairs, Krishan had tried to find the lever or latch that turned each fireplace but couldn't get any of them to open.


As his eyes looked around the shadowy mantle, he caught some movement to the left on the stairs to the main level. Nayanthara stood there in one of her long flowing dresses. She smiled and beckoned to Krishan with her finger. Krishan rose from the couch and walked toward the stairs.





"Where are you going, mister?" Anushka watched him leave.


"Bathroom." Krishan didn't look back.


"Well, don't be long." Anushka snuggled into her husband's warm side. "I think they're almost at the mothership."

[Krishan202]

"Sure, Mom." Krishan mumbled and climbed the stairs. He couldn't see Nayanthara anymore, but once in the main hall, he heard the crackle of fire in the living room and saw an orange, rhomboid glow cast through the open door ahead. He walked down the hall, turned into the living room, and stopped. There was indeed a roaring fire in the fireplace. Nayanthara sat on the hearth, with her long dress tucked under her. Her eyes shone with the reflected blaze and with greeting.


"So nice to pull yourself away from that image-box for me." She stood and smoothed out her dress. Her pale arms seemed to glow in the warm, luminous room. "You continue to make me proud, Krish, and I so love giving you rewards."





A sudden thought occurred to Krishan as he took in  boobs, and hips under her flowing dress. "How come you don't have that thing on the back of your dress?"


"The bustle?" Nayanthara cocked her head. "It's not in style anymore, dearie."


"But I saw you wearing a dress like that before." Krishan furrowed his brow. One part of his mind told him it didn't matter what she wore. She was going to be naked soon anyway. But another part of his mind wanted to follow this rabbit down its hole.


"It was in style when I wore it." She smiled and nodded with encouragement at him. "I always keep up with the latest fashion."


"So ..." Krishan half-turned and closed the sliding door behind him. "I'm seeing a younger and older you at different times? One when the bustle was in fashion and one when it wasn't?"


Nayanthara smiled and winked at him.





"But ..." Krishan thought it through.  He lowered his pants and pulled off his micro-boxers. His dick stood proudly, casting a long shadow against the far wall.


Nayanthara slipped out of her dress and dropped it to the floor. Naked, she stepped back onto a luxurious bearskin rug in front of the hearth, cupping her swollen breasts and belly with her thin arms.


"Two different children, then?" Krishan didn't care about the rug or the animal heads adorning the walls. He didn't even notice all the new furniture stuffed into that room.


Nayanthara clapped her hands in delight. "Such a clever boy. Different children. Same belly. Different times. Different fathers."





"Vijay was the father of the first child. Right?" Krishan walked toward her, his dick swaying before him, the firelight dancing off his flesh. "Who was the second father?"


"The past is done and gone, Krish." Nayanthara opened her arms to him. "I have so much to teach you now. We must prepare you, dearie. You still know so little."


Krishan stepped onto the rug, the bear fur soft between his toes. He placed one hand on the fleshy curve of her butt and the other on the delicate arch of her back. He fell into her cold embrace and stretched up to plant his lips on hers. Her boobs and belly pushed wonderfully against him. His dick fit snuggly between her legs.


Nayanthara broke their kiss and looked down into his eyes. "Mate me, Krish." She dropped down to her knees. "A mare is meant for the gallop." She turned, dropped to all fours, and presented her round ass to him. "Ride me."





Krishan wasted no time in entering her, and he didn't even need her help. He now knew where her opening was and he slid right in. He found a steady rhythm and watched in fascination as her butt rippled with each thrust.
"You have a tender heart." Nayanthara looked back at him over her flawless, white shoulder with languid, lust-filled eyes. "But that is not enough for a woman, young stallion. Control ..." She bit her bottom lip as his cock hit somewhere deep inside her. "Your first lesson is control. You must take a woman by the reins and drive her as you would a wild mare you mean to tame. This is the secret few of the fairer sex will tell. But mark my words, all desire it." She turned her head forward and stared into the fire. "Take my hair, Krish."


"Okay." Krishan had not thought himself the type to grab a woman by the hair, but he wasn't about to say no to her. He took a fistful of copper hair with his left hand and pulled her head back a little.


"Yes." Nayanthara arched her back, her round belly dropping closer to the rug below. "This is ... oooohhhhhh ... the most important lesson. Everything else you learn ... is nestled inside this one fact. A woman longs for surrender. Tame her and she is yours."





"Not ... uh ... uh ... uh ... all women." But even as he said this, Krishan tightened his grip on her hair and dug his fingertips into the cool flesh just south of her right hip.


"Yes, all women. I ... will ... show you, my sweet. You have ... paid ..." Nayanthara grunted as she bounced under his control. She no longer pushed back with each thrust, she couldn't. She just did her best to absorb the onslaught. It was perfect. "You paid, Krish, and now ... you will receive your bounty." Her fingers dug into the rug. "Tell me ... tell me what you wish to do."


"I'm gonna ... cum."

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"No." She shook her head, her hair still firmly in his grasp. "No, impose ... upon me, Krishan."


"Take ... my ... cum ... Nayan ... aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh." Krishan shot his load deep inside Nayanthara's frigid pussy. His hips fell out of rhythm but kept bucking.





Nayanthara gasped and took the heat deep in her. It felt so good to be filled to the brim with life. Eventually the boy behind her stilled and released her hair. "We still have work to do, but that was fine. Mighty fine." She moved forward and dislodged him. "You've filled my crinkum crankum, and that's always a good thing, dearie." She turned onto her side and looked up at him. "Now get dressed and get yourself back to your family."


"Um ... okay." Krishan nodded. He stood and went to fetch his clothes.


"You're a good boy, Krish." Nayanthara luxuriated in the post-coital feelings that swept through her. She watched the skinny boy shrug into his clothing. "Soon, you'll be a great boy." She smiled. "Now get you away to your dear mother and request the aid you so rightly deserve." Cum leaked out between her legs and pooled on the rug. She had so much to teach that young eighteen-year-old. And he seemed eager to learn.


"Now?" Krishan opened the door.


"Yes, now." Nayanthara smiled her warmest smile up at him as the fire crackled behind her. "Take the reins, Krish."


Krishan nodded, waved to Nayanthara, and walked out of the living room.


~~


A space battle raged on TV as Krishan returned to the basement.


"You smell funny." Shriya looked up at her brother as he awkwardly walked behind the couch and sat down on the other end by their mother. "Anyway, you missed a lot. The good guys are taking control of the mothership."


"Oh, yeah?" Krishan's hard dick pressed painfully into his soft belly as he sat down. He moved his butt around on the cushion and tried to get comfortable.


"You do smell strange, Krish." Anushka lifted her head off her husband's shoulder and looked at her son. He smelled like some sort of pungent tropical flower. "And why are you squirming like that?"


"Sorry, Mom." Krishan finally stuck his butt toward the end of the cushion and leaned back. Now his dick wasn't poking him anymore. "Just having a hard time getting comfortable."


Anushka looked down at Krishan's pants and saw the clear outline of his mammoth package. "Oh." Her eyes went wide. The poor boy had such a hard time with his thing these days. "I see."





"Quiet everyone." Ganesh didn't take his eyes off the TV screen. "We're about to see the aliens."


"Sorry, Dad." Krishan leaned over and whispered in his mother's ear, "I'm having trouble again and I need your help."


Anushka shook her head and squeezed Ganesh's hand tighter. Ganesh squeezed back, but his attention stayed on the movie.


"Please," Krishan whispered. "I tried in the bathroom, but it didn't work." He found that ever since moving into their new house, lies came much easier to him. "I'll be quick. We'll be back in time for the end of the movie."


"Krishan ," Anushka hissed and gave Krishan a steely glare. But her heart softened as she looked into her son's pained eyes. She disentangled her arm from Ganesh's arm, stood, and looked down at her lovely husband. "I have to help Krishan with something. We'll be right back."


"Can't it wait?" Ganesh looked up at her and frowned.


"Apparently, it cannot." Anushka walked off toward the stairs.


"You're missing the movie," Ganesh called after her.


"We'll be back in a jiffy, dear." Anushka climbed the stairs, her dress billowing behind her. "Come on, Krish."


"Right." Krishan blinked his eyes. He couldn't believe she'd agreed. He rose from the couch and walked around the back again so his stiff dick wouldn't be obvious to his father and sister.


"Don't be long." Ganesh said as his son followed his wife out of the basement.


"We won't," Krishan said over his shoulder. He climbed the stairs and entered the long main hall.


"I can't believe I agreed to this." Anushka waited for him, standing with her hands on her hips and tapping her bare foot on the floor. "Come on, let's get you taken care of." She grabbed Krishan's hand and pulled him into the bathroom. She then shut the door and locked it behind them. "Okay, pants off. We have to hurry."


"Thanks, Mom. I really needed this." Krishan pulled off his pants and boxers and his dick flopped out.


"Yes, I can see. It looks really ... um ... engorged." Anushka reached out and gently brushed her fingernails along the purple head. "What is that smell? It's musky and flowery ... like ..." Anushka scrunched up her nose and moved her hand away from his penis. "Did you already take care of yourself? You smell like sperm and I'm not going to be doing this if you can do it yourself."





"No. I promise." Krishan's mouth sprouted lies like they were trees in a growing forest. "It's just the precum. I get a lot of precum when it won't go down."


"Oh." She reached back for the long, heavy thing and grasped the shaft in her left hand. "Well, I suppose that's unusual and a bit unseemly, but I'm your mother and I've seen it all. And ... the thought is actually kind of ... um ..." Her hand moved back and forth. "... interesting."


"Can you do it with your mouth again? It's not cheating." Krishan watched as she lowered herself to her knees on the tile. He had a wonderful view of her pretty face as it went slack, absorbed, as she was, with watching the slightly pulsing dick.


"It better not be cheating ..." Anushka licked the head and tasted Krishan's salty flavor. "... or I'd be a very bad wife." She opened wide and took the head inside. That was all she could fit. She remembered her technique for taking care of Krishan and bobbed her head with little short strokes while pumping his shaft with both hands. Her hair danced as she worked to bring Krishan off.





"You're ... aaaahhhhh ... a great wife." Krishan looked down at her pretty lips as they contorted around his dickhead. "And the ... best mom in the world."


"Mmmmmmmmm," Anushka said.


Down in the basement, Ganesh let out a woop as the protagonist took control of the mothership. Shriya smiled at her father.


A little later in the bathroom, Anushka still worked Krishan, giving him short pumps with her mouth and long strokes with her hands. She pulled her mouth off his thing and looked up. "We ... really need to ... get back to the ... movie." She panted from the effort, but her hands kept working the shaft. "Are you close? Do you need my boobs again?"





"Yeah, Mom. That'd help this go way faster." Krishan watched Anushka shrug out of the top of her dress, and reach behind and unclasp her bra. He held his breath as her tits dropped out of confinement. They were so perfect, with her large pink nipples, and the blue web of veins that ran just under the skin. They made his mother look so vulnerable.

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"You have to tell me before you explode this time." Anushka rose up on her knees a little and pressed her son's rod between her boobs. "You can't cover me with your stuff like you did before." The memory of that moment sent an involuntary shiver down her spine and caused her vagina to dampen even more than it was already. She could feel her panties soaking through. "We don't have time for a shower."





"Sure, Mom." Krishan wondered what Nayanthara would think about that. He didn't want to disappoint the apparition, but she hadn't said anything about it this time. Krishan looked around the bathroom, half expecting to see Nayanthara's reflection in the mirror, but there was no sign of her. He looked back down at his mother and sighed as she eagerly slid his saliva-soaked dick between her large, soft tits. Anushka stuck out the tip of her tongue just a little as she focused all her energy on making Krishan cum.


After a few minutes, Anushka looked up into her son's eyes. "Are you close, Krish?"


"Not yet." Krishan's mouth hung open as he watched the remarkable sight playing out in front of him.


"We have to hurry this along." Anushka looked at the locked door and then back at Krishan. "What can I do?"


"How about your butt, Mom?"


"I beg your pardon, young man?" Anushka let go of her breasts and leaned back. Her arms were tired.


"If I could rub it on your butt, I'm sure I wouldn't last long." Krishan took hold of his dick and stroked it while Anushka thought things over.





"It wouldn't be cheating if you just rubbed on my butt." Anushka stood, turned her back to Krishan, and lifted her dress up to her waist. "And ... also ... I'll need to keep my panties on." She leaned forward and placed her hands on the countertop next to the sink. Her feet inched out as she spread her legs to lower her butt down to her son's level.


"Of course." Krishan stepped up behind and looked down at her amazing ass. He couldn't decide what he liked best. The way it flared out from her narrow waist? The way it jiggled with just the slightest of her movements? The round, perfect curves? He loved all of it. "Here I go." He placed his dick between her cheeks with the head all the way up above the crumpled dress hanging from the small of her back. He grabbed a cheek in each hand and then rubbed his shaft in a seesaw motion.





Back in the basement, the move accelerated toward its climax. "Behind you! The alien's behind you, dummy," Ganesh shouted at the TV. The stupid pilot had forgotten to look behind him. Ganesh was so into the movie, he didn't even notice his wife and son still weren't back yet.


"That's it, pumpkin." Anushka braced herself against the rubbing monster behind her. She hoped Krishan couldn't tell how wet she was. "Let me know when you're ready." She looked down at her hands to avoid looking into the mirror and her ring sparkled up at her. She did not want to see what she looked like submitting to her son in this way. What they were doing may not have been cheating, but it certainly was dirty.


"I'm ... ready ... Mom." Krishan moved his eyes from that wobbling butt, past her rumpled dress hanging around her waist, and up her pale, bare back to where her delicate shoulder blades arched. She was beyond beautiful.


"Good boy, Krish." Anushka quickly turned around, grabbed a bath towel from the towel rack, and dropped to her knees again. "Shoot it out. Get it all out of there, sweetie." She grabbed his penis and gave the most furious handjob of her life.


"Mom ... Mom ... Mooooommmmm." Krishan's balls churned.


Down in the basement, Shriya covered her eyes to hide from the images on the screen. "Ew, gross. The alien's oozing all over her."


Ganesh chuckled. "It's just a movie, Shriya."


Back up in the bathroom, sensing the moment, Anushka lifted the towel up and caught spurt after spurt with soft Egyptian cotton. She looked up at Krishan and marveled at how the orgasm had taken him over. He shut his eyes, gritted his teeth, and shook all over. "Let it all out. That's a good boy." The towel started to soak through so she folded it up to help absorb all that sperm. She knew from experience just how much her son stored in those giant balls of his.





"Wow ..." Krishan panted and opened his eyes. "Thanks, Mom."


"You're welcome, pumpkin." Anushka took the towel away and saw a little stray cum left behind on the purple head. She leaned forward and licked it off with her pink tongue. Her shoulders gave a quick shiver at the salty, tangy taste. "All better?" Anushka rolled the towel into a ball and put it in the sink. She then picked up her bra, stood up, and put it back on.


"Yeah, thanks Mom. I don't know what I'd do without you." Krishan sighed and pulled up his micro-boxers. He stuffed his deflating dick into the pouch.


"Well, if I wasn't helping you, you'd definitely need a doctor." Anushka pulled her dress up and slipped her arms back in. She shook her hips to get the dress to fall back down to her knees. "You've got so much in there." She nodded at his boxers. "It'd be unhealthy if it got backed up."


"Yeah, totally." Krishan pulled up his pants and buttoned them. "What are we going to tell Dad and Shriya?"


"Well ..." Anushka turned to the mirror and checked herself out. She looked fine. Certainly not like she'd just had a giant penis between her breasts. "... I don't think we should lie. But ..." She looked at Krishan in the mirror and raised an eyebrow.


"Let's just tell them I needed some help figuring out what to say to a girl." Krishan ran a hand through his messy blond hair. "You're a girl, Mom. And you helped me say stuff to you. So, it's sorta true."





"Good enough." Anushka nodded. "Speaking of girls, maybe you could find someone at school who'd help you with your thing. I can't keep doing this forever." She saw Krishan's face fall and Anushka quickly added, "I'll be here if you need it. I just don't want you relying on your mother for this sort of thing, sweetie."


"Thanks, Mom." Krishan's face brightened. "I'll see if I can find myself a girlfriend."


"That's my boy." Anushka picked up the towel and held it away from her body. "I'm going to go put this in the laundry in your room. I can't take it down to the washing machine right now." She gave Krishan a chagrinned smile, imagining walking the cum filled towel right by her daughter and husband in the basement. "Stay here, I'll be right back." Anushka jogged down the hall and up the stairs in her bare feet.


Krishan stepped out into the hall and waited. A minute or so later, Anushka returned and they went back down for the rest of movie night.


"Hey, where'd you two go? You missed it." Ganesh looked up from the couch and pointed to the TV where the credits rolled.


"Oh, I'm sorry dear." Anushka frowned and folded her arms over her chest. "Krish needed some help with a girl."


"Oh, a girl huh?" Shriya looked at her brother and waggled her eyebrows. "Anyone I know?"


Krishan shook his head.


"Fine, keep your secrets." Shriya laughed. She knew her brother needed lots of help, he was way too shy around the girls in school. "I hope it works out with her."





"Uh ... thanks, Shriya." Krishan looked at his beautiful mom. "I do too."


~~


Later that night, Anushka tried to make it up to Ganesh by giving him his first titjob. "You like it, honey?"


"It's ... different." Ganesh's dick didn't actually feel all that great engulfed in her boobs.


"Maybe if I try it this way." Anushka felt frustrated. He was too small to make it work right. Or maybe her breasts were too big. It was a disappointing endeavor. "How about my mouth?"


"That'd be better." Ganesh nodded as she devoured his dick.


Anushka sucked hard and even let him finish down her throat. She swallowed and smiled up at him. She hoped he'd be up for round two. Anushka really wanted some sex after all the foreplay she'd had that day with the men. "How about a little more? I'll ride you, honey. You wouldn't have to work at all."


"What's gotten into you, Anu?" Ganesh groaned and rolled over in bed. "That's enough for one night."


Anushka sighed and went to go turn off the light. She contemplated sneaking into the library and retrieving the dildo, but she'd sworn she wouldn't use that thing again. She flipped the switch and the room went dark. "Goodnight, Ganesh."


"Goodnight, Anu."


She walked across the room and lay down next to him in bed. When she closed her eyes, she could think only of how Krishan's penis had felt rubbing against her behind. What would it be like to allow that thing in? She tried very hard not to think about the answer to that question.





to be continue....

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