Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

slept in the next morning. I woke up with a raging erection but fought the temptation to deal with it. I lay there, my pants on the floor, feeling the cool fabric against my engorged member. I was in a state of constant arousal, leaking precum everywhere. I wondered if it would be better to jerk off, just to relieve the pressure. I also wondered if my long wait would make me last only a second or two in Divyanka's mouth. I picked up my phone to look up the effects of abstention on stamina, when I noticed I had several text messages from the night before. My alerts turn off in the evening, so I had missed them.


I unlocked my phone and opened the message app. I had several unread messages from an unknown number. The first read "Hi, it's Anita." The second read "I had a good time, and I was hoping you were up for some for fun." My dick twitched, and I felt even more pre-cum run down the shaft. The third message said "If you need a little incentive..." and was followed by a picture. It was of Anita, her shirt pulled down and her tits out. They were massive, inviting. The final message was also a picture. She was nude, turned to the side, showing me the side of her breasts as well as her curvy hips and round ass.



I texted back "Definitely." Then, thinking a bit, I added, "You look amazing."

She must have been on her phone, because seconds later she replied. "Thank you! I thought you'd like them...Are you free soon?" There was a pause as she sent her next message, which was a picture of her lying in bed, topless, and a text that read, "I feel like skipping work."

"Good morning," I head from the door. I dropped my phone, adjusting the sheet over my dick. Divyanka stood in the door frame, looking at me. "Did I interrupt anything?"

"No," I said, "Just waking up."

"I see," she said. She was dressed for work. I fidgeted, trying to hide my erection. She walked into the room and sat on the bed. "Any plans today?"



"No," I said, shaking my head. I realized my sheets had wet spots from all of the pre-cum, but I tried not to draw attention to them.

"Good. Tonight, let's watch a different movie. My pick, okay?" She leaned forward to kiss me on top of the head. Her shirt opened, showing me her cleavage. She noticed my eyes, and I turned red. "Sneaking a peak, huh? She was still leaning forward and raised her head and lowered her torso, showing even more of her cleavage. As she did, she right arm bumped against my rigid member.

I stammered an apology but she just laughed sweetly. "I know how they work, Abhi. You can't hide that thing under a thin sheet." She paused, bumping it again with her arm. Then she sat up, biting her lip. She had a mischievous look on her face. She got up and then sat down softly on my lap. Her ass pressed against my dick, pinning it against my stomach.



"The first time I sat on someone's hard on," she said sweetly, "I was surprised, but I pretended not to notice." She ground against me subtly, grinning. She wore leggings, so there was minimal fabric between us. Her flowery top cascaded over her hips. I was trapped as she sat right on my dick, her ass gently rubbing against me. "It's amazing that something so soft can get so hard," she mused. She kept barely moving, her ass pressed against me.

I couldn't take it anymore. Days of not touching myself, days of sexual frustration and anticipation erupted from deep inside me. I came, my dick pulsing violently against her ass. My dick kept pulsing, flooding the sheet around me, soaking through it. Divyanka took it all in stride, as if this were completely normal. She remained still as the aftershocks of my orgasm rippled through me, and then stood up. There was a massive wet spot on her black leggings. She looked them over, and then at the mess on the sheets.

"I'm going to change, then I'm going to work," she said. She kissed me on the cheek, lingering as I looked down her shirt. "See ya, Abhi," she said sweetly.



She gave me a grin and left the room. I lay there for a bit, and then picked up my phone and sent Anita a text message. "Are you free in an hour?"

After Divyanka left I showered and headed over to Anita's house. She greeted me in a white t-shirt and faded jeans. The jeans were low-rise, and her shirt was cropped so a bit of her midriff was showing. Her wide hips swayed as she led me into the house.



"I'm glad you wrote me back," she said, looking over her shoulder. Despite having come a massive amount an hour beforehand, I was hard just looking at her. I knew that she talked to Divyanka, but I didn't know if she knew that I knew about it. That convoluted logic had me thinking as I got ready to see her. I wondered just how badly Anita wanted to get laid. I figured pretty badly, so I pressed my luck. I stepped close to her, putting my hands around her waist. She stopped walking, and I pulled her close to me. I pressed against her from behind, sliding my hands under her shirt. I lifted her shirt off in one motion, tossing it over my shoulder as I turned her around. She had nothing underneath, and her impressive tits were heaving with each breath.

I hooked two fingers into the waistband of her jeans and pulled her close. This action was so familiar, so forward, and she responded in kind. She pressed against me as I unzipped her jeans. She had nothing on underneath them as well, and my hand slid over her bushy pubic hair—already damp—and over her wet Pussy.



"What do you want to do?" she whispered in my ear. "I'm yours."

"I have some ideas," I said, unzipping my jeans. Without hesitation she dropped to her knees and pulled my dick out. She immediately took it into her mouth, moaning as it slid into her mouth. I held her hair gently, guiding her as she sucked my dick. Her tits swayed as she moved back and forth, her hands on my ass as she took me deep into her mouth. I stepped back, enjoying the view as she sucked me on her knees. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and held it up. She nodded, leaning back on her hands as I snapped a few pictures of her like that. Then I kicked off my jeans and pulled off my shirt. I helped her up, and then surprised her again by scooping her up into my arms. She laughed as I held her, her tits pressed against me.



"Bedroom's upstairs," she said, her voice almost inaudible. I carried her upstairs to the bedroom, setting her gently on the bed. She spread her legs, her chest heaving in anticipation. She was dripping wet, and I wanted to taste her. I knelt between her legs and then went down, my tongue gliding over her Pussy.
"Oh fuck, yes," she cried out as my tongue encircled her clit. She clamped down on me with her thighs. I licked her clit with focused intensity, while I gently probed her pussy with two fingers. I slid into her, feeling the upper wall of her pussy until I heard her moan out loud. I concentrated my fingers' efforts there while licking her furiously, and soon I felt the walls of her pussy pulse hard around my fingers. She cried out, clamping harder with her thighs, bucking her hips. I held on through her orgasm, enjoying the feeling of her losing control. I kept licking, thrusting with my fingers, and she came again, moaning my name as her whole body shook.



"Stop," she cried, and I sat up. My face dripped with her wetness. "I want you inside me right now," she said. I knelt between her and guided my swollen member into her. I slid in effortlessly. She was so wet I could hear myself penetrate her. She gasped once I had entered her completely. I leaned back and started to thrust into her. Her tits shook as our bodies slapped together. She made a whimpering sound, and I leaned forward, bracing myself with my arms as I collapsed against her. I ground right against her clit, my mouth searching over her tits, gently biting her nipple as I buried my face in her soft flesh.



The clit grinding did the trick, and she came. She wrapped her legs around me as I thrust against her, feeling her pussy grip my dick as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She cried out, whimpering and moaning as I kept thrusting into her. I was getting close and I wanted to enjoy myself longer, so when her climax ended I pulled out of her. She was breathing hard, and I grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over. She raised her ass in the air, parting her legs slightly. Her pussy was dripping strands of wetness. My dick was covered in her wetness, and as I got behind her to guide myself back in even more came out of her.