Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Yes, but didn't you think you should maybe ask me?" I said, my temper flaring.


"I don't know why you are getting so mad," she said defensively. "I mean, you just got some."

She hit a nerve. "Yeah, I did. But if I was a girl, and you were my stepdad, and sent one of your guy friends over to fuck me, would that be okay?"

I had hit a nerve in return, it seemed, because she threw her hands up. "Oh my god, I get you some action, while helping out a friend, and you flip out! I mean, she's been climbing the walls, needing it, and I thought you'd be more than happy to help. It's not like it was your first time, I'm sure."



I said nothing, and the realization crept across her face. "Shit," she said. "I thought...I always assumed by now you had..." She sat down. "I should have asked you first."

"Yeah, you should have," I said bitterly. "And now I can always remember that my first time was with my stepmom's best friend, because she needed to get laid and my stepmom lent me out."

My words hit her like a slap in the face. "I didn't mean it to be like this. I thought you'd enjoy yourself, get some from a hot woman. I didn't know it was your first time. And I should have talked to you first, asked you if you would have wanted to. I'll...I'll do anything to make it up to you. Name it, and it's yours."

"How about a blowjob?" I said, my voice full of acid.



I said the words to sting, and they did. The tears already welling in her eyes started to spill down her cheeks. She said nothing, but stormed passed me, rage etched in her features, as she grabbed her purse and left the house. I heard the door slam and I sat down hard on the couch, my heart hammering in my chest.

I had meant to hurt her with those word, to turn the situation around on her, but I still felt guilty for having said them. On one hand, I had enjoyed Anita, but I was still humiliated that my stepmom set the whole thing up. I bet Anita's shower worked just fine. I sat around fuming for a while, then went and showered for a long time. I thought about Anita but then I kept getting mad about Divyanka, and finally left the house to get something to eat. When I returned Divyanka still wasn't home. Finally, still mad, I went up to my room and played video games, trying to get my mind off of everything.

Around eleven at night Divyanka knocked on my door. I said nothing as she slipped into the room. She looked like she had been crying a long time. Despite what she did, she was my stepmom, the only family I had. My anger at having been set up ebbed, and I felt like I needed to offer an olive branch.



"Listen, about what I said," I began, but she interrupted me.

"I'll do it," she said, walking across the room and sitting on the floor across from me. When it was clear to her I didn't understand, she continued. "A blowjob. I'll do it. I humiliated you and...and it's fair."
"Divyanka, really, I didn't mean it," I said, not really processing what she was saying.

"No, listen to me," she said. "I did something pretty terrible. You're right, everything you said was right. Even if it wasn't your first time, it was callous of me just to assume you'd be ready to go, even if Anita said you didn't hesitate," she laughed, but grew serious. She paused, straightening her posture. "So, I'm going to give you a blowjob, as a way of saying I'm sorry."



"Divyanka," I said, "you're upset," but again she cut of me off.

"What I did was demeaning and unfair. So I'm going to do what you suggested. Maybe your dick in my mouth will make up for what I did."

I had never heard her talk like this. "You're serious, aren't you?" I said.

She nodded. "Yes, dead serious. I owe you a blowjob."

"Right now?" I said, as my voice cracked.

"No," she said, laughing. "In a few days. I need to mentally prepare for it."

"Then don't do it," I said.

"Oh, I'm going to do it. When I put my mind to something, I don't back down. But even though I owe you this blowjob, and I'm doing it willingly, you have to grant me a few days of processing what I'm about to do to my stepson, okay?"



"Okay," I said. She was tired and upset. I knew she didn't mean it, so I agreed to let her process things. Tomorrow, I was sure, she'd tell me she had not meant it, and I would tell it that it was all okay.

She stood up, smoothing out her wrinkles in her jeans. "And don't think I'm going to change my mind." She bent forward and kissed the top of my head, her cleavage in my face. My dick twitched to life, and then roared to attention as I thought about what she actually said. She walked out of the room, pausing to say goodnight before disappearing down the hall.

I woke up late, having stayed up late thinking about the day's events. I abstained from jerking off, even though I desperately wanted to. I still expected Divyanka to come to her senses, or at the very least back out in a panic, but the idea of touching myself still paled in comparison to Anita fucking me or the thrill of Divyanka's suggestion. Even though I knew she hadn't meant it, the idea that she would even propose such a bargain was pretty erotic. I wondered, if she was serious, if I could go through with it. Less than ten seconds of contemplation told me that, yes, without a doubt, I could. I got dressed in the jeans Anita rubbed up against and headed downstairs. Divyanka was up, bustling about the house as she always did when she wasn't working.

"Good morning," I said, stretching.

"Good morning," she replied with a smile. "I'm glad you're not still raging mad at me. I'm really sorry about what I did."



"Let's not rehash it," I said kindly. "Thank you for apologizing."

She smiled back. "Thank you for accepting it," she replied. She came around the counter wearing a tank top and short khaki shorts. While Divyanka's tits were the main attraction, she did have a cute butt, which was rare on women as tall and slender as she. I appreciated her toned legs a lot and was glad to see her in shorts. My dick twitched, reminding me of her bargain. "I'm guessing you've come to your senses about the blowjob you offered me last night?"

"If you don't want one, then say so, because I've made up my mind and I'm going to do it. In a few days, if that fits your schedule." She laughed, tossing her bangs to the side with a flip of her head.



"Oh," I said. "I didn't think you were really going to ..."

"Suck your dick?" she said each word separately, letting the words hang in the air with a wave of her hand. "Of course, I am. I've never backed away from a promise, sexual or otherwise."

"Do you have a history of making sexual bargains?"

"No," she said simply with a shrug. "I mean, once or twice, sure. But never to gain anything. More often than not it's because I lost a bet or something. Like the time I made a bet with my friend in college. He'd been wanting and scheming to get me into bed for years. And we made a bet during the playoff game that his team would beat mine. The deal was that if my team won, he'd paint my apartment. And if his team won, we'd do it once. And we had a party to watch the game. As the score went toward his favor I admit I got pretty wet. With all of our friends there, it got me even wetter. I knew by halftime it was over, so I took him back to my bedroom and let him take me from behind, you know, doggy style."



To hear Divyanka talk about sex like this, so frankly and explicitly, had me hard. She continued, as if this was as normal as talking about her work day.

"It wasn't great, the sex, that is. I mean, I entered into it willingly, that's not what I was implying. But he was really bad at it. At least he was quick. The worst part was that the fourth quarter turned around and my team won. So he got some for no reason. That's what I get for jumping the gun."

"Wow, that's...um, kind of crazy. And hot."

"Thanks," she smirked. "There's a lot you don't know about me."

"Clearly," I said.

She looked down at my pants, and saw the erection straining underneath. "Enjoy the story?"

I blushed, but she continued, "Oh, come off it, Abhi. I understand how those things work. Besides, that thing is going to be in my face soon, so why be embarrassed."

I paused, then said, "I guess I didn't think about that. You're going to actually see it."



"That's how it usually works," she said with a laugh. "Unless you want it totally in the dark."

"No," I blurted out.

She laughed. "I didn't think so. Any other ground rules we need to set before the deed?"

"Well, okay," I said. "Naked or clothed?"