Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

When Neha and Gani reached the crowded dining room, the Archers were already seated at a table for four. He was tucking into a hearty cooked breakfast. In front of Helen was a cup of black coffee and a slice of dry toast. Neither appeared to have been touched. Neha thought she could see Helen shifting around in her seat as if unable to get comfortable. Robert beckoned them over. "It's busy this morning," he said. "Come and join us. Helen, this is Gani -" Helen smiled weakly but politely shook Gani's hand, "- and Neha." Helen scowled when she saw Neha, unmistakable in her tight red dress. Neha smiled at her discomfort and took a seat.





Tyler had been looking out for their arrival and instantly came over to take their drinks order, putting his hand possessively on Neha's shoulder and grinning at Helen's strained expression.


"Did you sleep well, Helen?" Gani asked solicitously and she looked confused.


"Well, I ..." she broke off. "Have we spoken before?"


"Not spoken, Helen, no," Robert told her. "But you could say he knows you intimately."


Helen's brows knit. "What on earth do you mean?"


In answer, Robert pushed her toast aside and placed the iPad on the table in front of her. He had turned down the sound but pressed Play. Helen stared at the little screen, watching as her naked body was flipped and lubricated. She stiffened and her hand flew to her mouth. She half stood but Robert checked her. "Don't even think about walking out on our guests," he said, his voice dangerously controlled. "Where are your manners?"


Relentlessly, the video continued to run. Helen watched as Gani entered her arsehole, her face frozen in horror. Robert took pity on her and fast forwarded. Now he himself was ramming into her. He fast forwarded again but couldn't resist slowing down as his face on the screen contorted and he came in her bowels. Finally, little Helen was being skewered by a penis of mighty proportions. Tyler said in her ear, gesturing to her plate, "Did you not want that, Mrs Archer?" and she jumped violently, recognising his face instantly. Robert's fingers crept between his wife's legs to her pussy. The gusset of her knickers was soaked.


"She's turned on," he exclaimed to Gani. "Her cunt's absolute sopping wet." He pushed her knickers to one side and slid his finger between her labia. She gasped and her body stiffened. Her face flushed as she struggled to conceal the power of the orgasm that swept through her and she shuddered violently.


Robert grinned, wickedly, and Gani rose. "I think our work here is done," he said. "Helen, you're an old-fashioned sort of woman. Remember your duty as a good wife is to satisfy your husband's sexual needs. If you don't, you might find that little gem doing the rounds of the internet." Helen quailed.


Neha caught Tyler as she left the dining room. "When do you finish work?" she asked.


"As soon as the dining room is cleared," he said.


"Are you working tonight?"


He shook his head.


In the lobby, Gani kissed Neha on the forehead. "Thank you for a lovely evening," he said.





As she emerged onto the pavement outside, Neha took her phone from her bag and selected Tyler's name from the address book. "3pm," she typed, followed by her home address.


THE END

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[Krishan202]

We had been married only six months when I was offered a job we simply couldn't say no to. We had to relocate across the country and, while work gave me plenty to learn and people to interact with Disha did it tough. She was 25 and had left all her friends behind.


About a month before our first anniversary she found a job in a small agency that managed models, actors and sports stars, and things started looking up. She was excited and stimulated and her interest in bedroom sports, which had begun to suffer a little, was rekindled.





She constantly talked about Tarun the owner who was in his late thirties and dynamic. I was a little jealous until she mentioned meeting his wife, who was outgoing and friendly. When Tarun and Nargis Fakhri discovered that it was our anniversary and we would be celebrating alone, they insisted we join them for dinner that Saturday evening.





I was dressed in slacks and shirt but Disha had gone all the way with a black sleeveless dress that had virtually no back and a split up the side that almost reached her waist. She was sporting the gold chain I had stretched the budget to get her and told me this was the perfect dress to show it off. 


We were met at the door by a stunning, tall, slim, dark-haired woman around thirty who took my wife's hand and then kissed her, on the mouth. I thought it strange but it was over so quickly I hardly had time to react. She made my wife turn slowly around and commented on her dress and the way it made her body look so sexy. Again I was a little surprised at the directness of the comments but figured it was probably just the way people interacted in their world.


"You must be Sundeep," she said. "Disha has told us so much about you. You are a lucky man to have such a hot sexy wife. She has everyone captivated, especially my husband. Come in, Tarun is just checking dinner."





Tarun came out with a bottle of champagne in one hand. He was tall, at least four inches taller than I and his casual shirt and slacks showed that he probably worked out regularly. "To celebrate," he said holding the bottle high before placing it on the table. He opened his arms and Disha all but fell into them. He gave her a hug and a kiss on the lips, a kiss that lingered just a little longer than I was truly comfortable with. I again felt that twinge of jealousy but, disturbingly, my cock started to go hard.


We stood in the lounge room talking and drinking the champagne, while Tarun drifted in and out of the kitchen repeatedly checking the food. "He is just showing off," said Nargis. "He likes to pretend he is a great chief, whenever we entertain." We had started the second bottle when the food was ready and I noticed that Disha was drinking a little faster than usual.


I was surprised when we sat at the table. Disha was seated next to Tarun and I opposite her and next to Nargis. Tarun was not only handsome and fit he was also charming and witty and I was sure I could see a gleam in Disha's eye each time she laughed at his jokes. 

The conversation was mostly about celebrities and I frequently felt a little left out but Disha seemed enthralled. Several times he whispered to her and she smiled shyly. By the end of the dinner they seemed to be sitting really close.

[Krishan202]

The food was fancy, compared to what we could afford and plentiful, as was the wine. As the plates were cleared away Tarun brought out a Tokay that some actor had given them. I got the impression a week's worth of my salary would have fallen short of purchasing it.


Nargis sat down next to me and she placed her hand on my leg as she said. "So, Disha, have you ever been fucked in front of your husband." As she said it my cock instantly went rock hard and she slid her hand up my leg and gently grabbed it. I looked over at her, my shocked expression met with a twinkling smile. Until that very moment, I had never, in my wildest fantasy, thought of watching my wife fuck someone else. I knew I was blushing and I should have stood and, with appropriate outrage, demanded that we leave, but my cock needed me to stay.





"What? No! I could never do that," she said in shock.


"What about behind his back?"


"No, never, I could never cheat," she said blushing deeply. It was hard to tell if her embarrassment was the intimacy of the question or if Nargis hit a nerve.


"But you have thought about it."


Disha looked at me with both fear and hunger in her eyes. " Everyone thinks about it. That is only natural."


"So what is the most that you have done with someone else; since you got married."


If it had not been for the alcohol Disha probably would have been offended and stormed out but she giggled instead. "Not very much". I was horrified. We were celebrating our first anniversary and the answer should have been "Nothing!"


"So, have you kissed someone." Nargis was now sitting forward and when my cock twitched at her question she started stroking it.


Disha looked at me with a hint of guilt.


"Don't worry about your husband, he has been hard as a rock since I asked about you fucking in front of him."


"Is that true." She asked me. I could only nod and bow my head.



"I told you nearly all men fantasize about watching their wives. So tell us, have you been kissed." Disha nodded. "Man or woman?"


"Disha looked a little shocked. "A man." She said, again looking at me.


I was dumbfounded and about to ask who and when, but Nargis squeezed my cock as if to silence me.


"Have you ever been kissed by a woman?" Asked Tarun as he reached out and held Disha's hand."


"No."


"But you have thought about it?"


Disha nodded and my cock, now harder than it had ever been before, twitched again.


"Well, that is one fantasy we can deal with." Said Nargis, letting my cock go and rising from the seat. She moved around to the other side of the table and offered her hands to my wife who took them and stood. She then took my wife's head in her hands and brought her open mouth down to meet my wife's lips. My wife responded and I gave an involuntary moan as I watched the sexiest thing I had ever seen, evolve in front of me.





"We should move to the lounge room," said Nargis as the kiss broke and my wife, transfixed and stunned was led by her hand into the other room. Tarun followed proudly and I eagerly scampered after them trying hard to stand, with an erection trying to burst my fly, and me trying to hide it.


She sat my wife down in the middle of the three-seater and Tarun sat next to her and put an arm around her. She indicated for me to sit opposite in the two-seater and sat next to me. Without the table to hide her hand, Tarun and Disha could see her brazenly rest her hand on my still hard cock and resume stroking it.


"So this man, did he do anything else?" said Nargis.


My wife nodded slowly, "he touched my panties," she said in an almost inaudible whisper.


"You mean he stroked your pussy through your panties?" she asked. My wife nodded. "Did it make you wet?" My wife nodded again. "Are you wet now?" My wife nodded again. "Show me."


My wife lifted her botTarun off the couch and hitched her dress up at the back, then she sat back down, pulled the dress split open to expose one naked leg and opened her legs revealing her white sheer panties. A wet patch had made her pussy lips visible and I noticed that she had shaved completely. "Is this how he touched you," asked Tarun, placing his hand between her smooth white thighs and running them up to her pussy.





Disha let out a moan and lifted her face to Tarun and he kissed her. I let out a complementary moan. I was transfixed. I was terrified and excited and jealous and speechless. Nargis moved in closer to me and whispered. "Look how flushed and horny she is. She needs to be fucked and I love watching Tarun fuck innocent young women. It is just so exciting?" As she did this she undid my fly and fished my cock out. My cock was average, perhaps a little longer than most and a little thinner but I was not ashamed of it.


Disha broke free of the kiss and in a moment of panic pushed Tarun's hand away. "I am a married woman!" she declared.





"Your pussy doesn't care that you are married," said Tarun. "and married pussy always loves to be stretched and fucked deep and hard." He placed her hand on his bulge. For the first time I saw his cock outlined in his trousers and it looked so much bigger than mine.


"I shouldn't," she said, but she didn't remove her hand and she started stroking his cock.

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"Sundeep wants you to," said Nargis and Disha looked over at us almost as though she had forgotten we were there. Nargis took my hand and placed it on my exposed cock. The familiar feel of my hand and the absence of hers were enough for me to start stroking. I had never masturbated in front of my wife and I felt a little scared that she would laugh at me.


"Do you want me to do this, baby?" She asked.



I sat mesmerised, too scared to admit that, at that moment, I did. I was too aroused to stop her and too afraid to give my consent, because of what it might do to us. "You know she only loves you, Sundeep. Tarun has a very big cock and all women want to experience a very big cock. You are her wonderful man and she will love you all the more for giving her this."


"Please Sundeep, I want to do this, now, tonight, in front of you." All the while she continued to stroke his bulge.


"I am scared," I said, but I could not take my eyes off my wife's fingers as they stroked his cock.


"It is OK to be a little scared and excited," said Nargis. "Don't worry, I will sit right here and look after you." Nargis leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. When I turned my head to look at her she kissed me on the mouth, slowly, tenderly, almost passionately.





When I turned back to look at my wife she was laying back again with her head thrown back and Tarun's fingers had slid inside her panties and were stroking her bare pussy. I could clearly see his fingers through the translucent wet material.


Nargis stood and went over next to my wife. Her fingers took over from Tarun as if it was important to keep her stimulated while Tarun stood to remove his trousers. When Disha lifted her head, Nargis kissed her and it was not until the kiss that I looked to see Tarun sitting back down. I could not help but stare. His cock was half as long as mine again and was more than twice as thick. He took Disha's hand and placed it on his bare erection. Disha immediately broke the kiss and looked in almost disbelief at what her hand was holding.





Nargis said, "feel it, stroke it, play with it, get comfortable with it for tonight it is yours." She stood and as she returned to me whispered: "I love to watch women find out what a real cock is like." I was too aroused to be shocked, I knew I wanted to see it too.


Tarun did take it slow. He lay there not touching her as she tested its width by trying to close her fingers around it, she tested its length by holding it with one hand above the other and seeing how big the space between her hands was. The whole time she looked only at the cock and the face above it. A small drop of precum formed on top of his cock.


"Taste it." He commanded.


Disha shook her head. "I don't do that, ever."


"She has never sucked your cock?" asked Nargis quietly. I shook my head. "Don't worry, after tonight I guarantee she will suck you off whenever you want. She rose and knelt down in front of Tarun. She slowly moved forward and flicked her tongue across the head in the way someone might lick icecream. She stroked his big cock by placing her hand over Disha's and repeated her licking action as each drop appeared.





Disha was moving closer with each lick, making sure she had a perfect view. After a few licks Nargis gently pulled Disha's mouth down to hers and they kissed. She repeated this making sure Disha got the taste of precum and closer to Tarun's cock. Eventually, Disha was close enough and she still had the head of his cock in her mouth as she pulled Disha down and they kissed with his cock partly in both their mouths. When Nargis pulled back Disha continued to lick and suck.


Nargis came and sat back down and she gently pulled my hand off my cock. "We don't want you cumming too early," and she put her hand around my cock and held it firmly without the previous stroking.


Disha was tentative but Tarun encouraged her with soothing words and soon she was taking almost half his length. When she looked up she had hunger and lust in her eyes. "Look how excited she is," said Nargis. "I bet she is determined to make him cum but I guarantee she will cum first. Have you ever seen a woman cum from sucking a cock? That is what we want. Once she comes from sucking, she will never do so no again." Just to me, I wondered, or everyone else as well. The thought made me moan and Nargis, who felt my cock twitch produced a condom from somewhere and rolled it over my cock.





I wondered, not for the first time, if women were telepathic as Disha, who had not looked at me in ages, chose that moment to twist her head and looked at us. She moaned and pushed herself down over Tarun's big cock and, while she went further than before, she still left four inches exposed. She shuddered and I thought he was cumming in her mouth but soon realised it was her cumming. Disha's tense orgasm was too much for me and I shot my load into the condom as I came harder than I ever remember doing before. Nargis did not miss a beat as she waited for the final squirt then pulled the condom off and wiped me with a tissue. She called me a good little boy as she tied and dropped the used condom on a small table and continued stroking me. I was unsure if the comment referred to my maturity or cock size but was shamed on both counts.

[Krishan202]

I always take a while to go hard after orgasm and was totally surprised when, after such an intense one I was instantly rigid. I had also become so engrossed in me, that for a moment I had taken my eyes off my wife.


She and Tarun were standing and Tarun was kissing her deeply as he slowly peeled her dress off her shoulders. She was braless and her pert tits were topped with hard nipples that were poking out desirably. He gently stroked one nipple with the palm of his hand before abandoning her mouth and kissing his way down her neck until he had the nipple in his mouth.





I could smell her arousal and as the dress completed its fall and she stepped out of it I could see her wetness had spread to encompass the whole front of her panties. While he kissed her Nargis told me to go and help her take the panties off. Mesmerised, I literally crawled across the floor, my cock still protruding through my fly and, once behind her I peeled them from her hips exposing her perfect white skin or her round peach behind. I had to drag them down her legs as her moisture made them curl and cling. As she lifted each foot free, she planted them apart so I could see her pussy lips and the glisten of moisture on them. She giggled as Nargis told me to put them in my mouth and come back.





The taste of my wife's pussy and the aroma the panties gave off made me moan and I closed my eyes again and inhaled deeply. I heard Disha moan and was unsure if she was reacting to my submission or Tarun's caress.


I crawled back to the Couch where Nargis sat. Her legs were open and her fingers danced lightly across her pussy lips. Before I reached her she closed her legs and patted the chair next to her. As I climbed back into my seat she again called me a good little boy and I shuddered under her praise.


She placed another condom on me and put my hand back on my cock before she took the panties from my mouth. She lifted them to her nose and inhaled deeply then gave me a wicked smile and pushed them into my pocket.





When I looked back Tarun was on his back and Disha was lowering herself down to his mouth. This was one of our favourite positions and Disha would always come when she sat on my face. I saw that she had a love bite on her left breast just beside the nipple which was soon covered by his hands as he massaged her breasts and dined on her pussy.





I could hardly believe it when Disha came again and was embarrassed when Nargis asked me if I had ever made her come twice before. I shook my head and she smiled at me but her eyes had a glint I could not place. My hand was furiously pumping my cock and I came again, emptying myself in the second condom.


Nargis cleaned me up and led me into the master bedroom where a two-seater couch was positioned facing the bed. She took my pants off and we had barely sat down when Disha entered. Tarun was carrying her across the door as he might have a bride across the threshold, as I had done a year before. She clasped her hands behind his neck and her naked form moulded into his as she allowed him to kiss her. If she saw me she did not acknowledge me.

[Krishan202]

He lay her on the big bed in front of me and took off his shirt revealing his muscled form. She ran her fingers down his chest and over his abs till they found his raging member. As he climbed on the bed, she guided him between her legs and he paused his cock head lightly pressing at her diminutive looking pussy lips while her fingers spread them for him. He teased her then, touching his cock against her opening without entering as he kissed her again.




Nargis had put yet another condom on me and as Tarun slowly pushed his cock into my wife's pussy, spreading it an almost grotesque manner and forcing her to call out to a God she did not believe in, I came.


She begged him for more and harder and deeper and she came twice more in quick succession. My embarrassment and subjugation were complete but my cock did not understand. It was thrilled at the sight before me and forced me to another weak orgasm though there was no cum left for me to release.




Tarun continued to pound her relentlessly and he suddenly pulled out and squirted a large load of cum up her belly, on to her tits and up to her neck. Almost without missing a beat, he reinserted it into her as she cried "No! I want you to come inside me. Fill my pussy with your seed."


"I will," he said as she smeared his hot sticky cum across her tits and neck before sucking gobs of it from her fingers.



Nargis led me from the room as Tarun continued his assault and Disha started to pant and beg. We entered a second bedroom and she led me to a bed. "Are we going to fuck now?" I asked.


"No sweety," she replied. "Tarun rarely lets me fuck other men. But I will hold you while we listen to your wife and you can wank for me if you wish." I did not think I could get hard again but the sound of my wife and the thought of what was happening just beyond my sight made my cock go hard. This time Nargis did not put a condom on me but fetched a jar of Vaseline and, having dipped her finger in it, spread my legs and touched the finger to my anus. "Ah Ah." She said as I tried to move away. I stopped moving and began to stroke my cock she lightly massaged my rosebud. "You like that?" she asked.

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I nodded feebly and she continued to rub me gently. My mind had trouble focussing as the sound of my wife fucking, the tinkling sensation of my ass, my hands feel on my cock and her gentle voice of encouragement vied for my attention. I came again with what little cum I had left pooled in my belly button. "Good boy!" she said again as I again. I lay there in her arms listening to my wife moan and cry out as she was repeatedly fucked until, in my exhaustion and embarrassment, I drifted off to sleep.









When I woke, I should have been disoriented. This was not my bed, it was not even my house but I knew exactly where I was. I was in the spare room at Tarun and Nargis's house. Tarun was my wife's Boss and now her lover.


I rolled over and felt a tugging on my balls. I looked down and in the faint light from the bedside lamp, I could see a glint of metal on my cock. I reached down to pull it off and was treated with a jolt of pain. The metal formed a cage that not only encased my cock but was wrapped around behind my balls and there was clearly a padlock sitting on top. There was no way it was coming off without the key or some bolt cutters. That had not been there when I fell asleep.
I stood up trying to ignore the unfamiliar weight between my legs and the small clicking sound the lock made as I walked. I could hear talking and, as I entered the hall, identified it as coming from the master bedroom. The same direction as the only other source of light.


The smell of sex coming from the room was so strong it hit me before I reached its doorway. I felt a pang of jealousy and a twinge of excitement as I saw my wife, Disha, laying on her back on the kingsize bed. Her blonde hair, so beautiful last night, was plastered to her head with sweat and her perfect perky breast was heaving up and down while her pink nipples pointed to the ceiling.





Between her legs was Tarun. Tarun, with that nine-inch monster of his only inches from my wife's swollen and red pussy lips and pointed at her virgin anal rosebud. Nargis was naked and sitting against the bedhead holding Disha's hands up above her head. She was doing all the talking as she was leaning close to her face. It was soft and I could only hear snippets. She was telling my wife to relax. Tarun would go slow. There was no need to be scared. 





She was whispering for her to trust them. That the feel of a real man's cock in her arse would open up a whole new world of orgasmic pleasure.

[Krishan202]

I saw my wife give a nod of consent and my cock strained at the cage that prevented my erection and I gave a small moan of discomfort. Neither Tarun or Disha appeared to notice but Nargis looked over and gave me a smile.


"Sundeep," she said. "Look, Disha, Sundeep is here to watch. Tell him what Tarun is going to do." I felt flush as my subservience to this couple, and my newly enlightened hotwife overwhelmed my courage.


Disha looked at me. There was no embarrassment or guilt in her eyes. They held a mixture of lust and fear. "Dave, my beautiful man, Tarun is going to fuck me in the arse. He is going to take my last virginity and claim it." She looked back into Tarun's eyes and I watched through my tears as he pushed a third of his length into her. She arched her back and let out a long slow gasp as he stretched her. "So big, oh my God, so big," she gasped.





Nargis leaned forward and kissed her then, as she sat back up, she reached down and pinched and twisted Disha's right nipple. As my wife gasped with the pain of that twist, Tarun thrust another three inches into her and Disha dove her now free hand between her legs as she let out another anguished cry.





I thought, for a moment, that she was going to push Tarun away as she again protested his size with moans and prayers. She did not. Instead, she started to stroke her clit with her fingers and she arched her back, her eyes glazed and she shook her head side to side as she shuddered through a huge orgasm.


Nargis giggled, whispered something to Disha and climbed off the bed. She walked over to me and I noticed that she was playing with a chain that dangled a small brass key between her breasts. "It is time to send you home little cuckold," she said. "If you are a good boy I will give Disha the keys, so she can unlock you when she gets home."


I looked back in time to see Tarun slowly withdraw almost all his cock from her and heard her yell "Fuck Me!" before he plunged it back in. My cock again tried to break its cage apart and the pain made it instantly droop. He thrust repeatedly, going just a little deeper with each thrust and she cried out "Oh my God, So big, so fucking big, fuck me!"





"Have I lost her?" I asked, almost in tears.


"No honey. She loves you, and only you. She will come home to you. Your marriage is fine and strong. She will suck you and fuck you more now than before, but you are her cuckold now."


"Her cuckold? What does that mean?"


"You should look it up when you get home but it means that sometimes she will need or want to fuck other men."


"What if I don't want her to?"


"Then she won't, but you will let her. I saw how many times you came while she was being fucked. You will want her to cuckold you. I think you will ask her to. The only real question I have is: will you ask her first or will she ask you."



Nargis walked me to my car, kissed me lightly on the cheek before she left. The cage felt awkward inside my slacks and more so when I sat in the driver's seat. When I entered my house I had a moment of panic that I was arriving home alone and the vision of my wife being anally impaled came back to me. I went straight to my computer to look up cuckolding. Within minutes I had my cock was straining inside the cage and I was trying everything to find a way to stroke it.





It was almost lunchtime when I heard the front door. I was on my way down the stairs wearing only the cage and froze, just out of sight as Nargis and my wife entered.


"Here," said Nargis, "this is the key."


"What do I do now, do I make him lick my pussy."

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"NO! He is not ready for that, not yet. You need to nurture him. Prove to him that he is your only love. Unlock him, shower together. Let him re-claim you in any way he sees fit. Let him have you in the ways he saw Tarun take you and initiate your lovemaking, especially with your mouth. Talk with him while lovemaking, tell him the things you enjoy or would like to try and include his fantasies and the things you saw excite him."





I was struggling with my arousal just with Nargis talking about it.


"Will he be my cuckold, will he let me share myself with other men?"


"He will. He will want to share you just as much as you want it. Remember: he comes first. As long as he feels safe you will be able to fuck anyone and get him to do a whole lot of things to make you happy."


I knew that Nargis was right. I knew I was on the verge of a new life and that I would soon ask her to do it again.















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