Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"That's a sentence no mother expects to hear," Anushka murmured. She dropped the condom to the floor and stood. She pushed Krishan back on the bed and straddled his narrow hips. "You'll let it out in the towel when it's time. Okay?" She reached under her and grabbed his beastly thing.


Krishan nodded and looked up at his beautiful mother. His nostrils flared. He could smell her wetness and it was heaven's scent.


"Now ... oooohhhhhh ..." Anushka lowered herself. "... we'll see about ... getting this inside me." To her surprise, she felt a great spreading sensation as inch after inch of the penis penetrated her. "Gosh, Krish ... uuuuuggggghhhhhhh ... you fit." The most animalistic impulses she'd ever felt welled inside Anushka. She bottomed out and sat perfectly still on her son's hips. "It's in my belly. How ... does it feel ... to you?"





"Your pussy feels ... uh ..." Krishan grunted as he felt his dickhead push up against something. "... amazing." His mom's insides were so much warmer than Nayanthara's.


"Language ... Krish ..." Anushka place her hands on Krishan's chest and rocked her hips experimentally. She could feel him pushing around her insides. It was both unsettling, and exquisite. "A woman's vagina ... is not a p-u-s-s-y." She spelled out the word so she wouldn't have to say it. Her hips rocked faster. "You're ... so deep ... uh ... uh ... uh ..." Soft grunts escaped her lips. She'd never made such sounds before. She leaned back, placed her hands on Krishan's thighs, and bounced up and down. Anushka was so used to her husband's thing, that she kept thinking she'd dislodge Krishan at the top of her motion, but his penis never left her. Emboldened, she bounced higher and still he stayed. Anushka's eyes rolled in her head. Why had no one told her sex could be like this?





"Wow, wow, wow," Krishan mumbled to himself as he watched her enormous, teardrop boobs swing in opposite circles to one another.


"Krishhhhh," Anushka shrieked as an orgasm overtook her. Her shoulders convulsed and her body shook.


Krishan couldn't believe that his reserved mother could bounce and writhe as she did. She bared her clenched teeth and her face twisted with one eye open and one eye closed. She seemed a woman possessed. Maybe she was.


When her orgasm passed, Anushka rode Krishan harder. She put the soles of her feet on the bed and held her arms out to the side. Her fingers flexed and made odd gestures as rapture moved through her. "I'm humping ... uh ... uh ... uh ... you, Krish. I'm humping you."





A thought occurred to Krishan. "You're cheating ... on Dad. This is cheating." He gripped the blanket by his hips. He could feel his balls churning.


"Oh, my gosh. Uh ... uh ... uh ..." Anushka's grunts and squeals filled the room. "You're right. What would your father think?"


Across town, Ganesh sat in the security officer station waiting room next to his daughter. She was on her phone, ignoring him. The hairs on the back of his neck suddenly stood up. Something was happening. Something ... wrong. Ganesh looked around the room, but didn't see anything amiss. He slouched down in his chair and tried to ignore the sensation. He took a deep breath. It was nothing, he told himself. Just the aftereffects of the prowler accosting the twins. Everything was fine. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted Anushka to see how she and Krishan were doing. He waited several minutes for her to respond. When she didn't reply, he texted again. But he didn't hear back. After a while, he opened a puzzle on his phone and tried to take his mind off his worries.


Back in the Mansion, Anushka had just worked through another orgasm. She was back to bouncing on her son with astonishingly long strokes. She looked down at his young, handsome face and admired the vitality of youth. She reveled in her eighteen-year-old's raw, physical stamina and power.





"I'm going to cum, Mom." Krishan gripped the blanket tighter. "The ... towel."


"Don't worry ... oooohhhhh ... about the towel." Anushka slid high enough to dislodge him and then pounced on his penis. She sucked him into her mouth and stroked with both hands. She must be crazy. She was intent on milking him dry.


"Oh ... Mom ... aaaahhhhhhhhhh." Krishan's cock erupted in Anushka's mouth. Pure joy filled his body. He shuddered with each shot down his mother's throat.


Anushka's eyes fluttered as the hot, salty mess filled her mouth. Her cheeks expanded and then she began swallowing. She gulped and gulped and felt the heat move down to her belly. She never would have believed that she could swallow so much. When he was done, she kept her mouth on him for a long time, swirling her tongue around the bulbous head.





"Mom?" Krishan looked down at her, with her lips stretched around him. "Did you swallow it all?"


"Mmmmmmmmm." Anushka nodded with the penis still in her mouth. Eventually, she let go and looked up at Krishan. Some wayward cum dripped down her dainty chin. "That was crazy, Krish."


"Yeah." Krishan nodded. "Can we do it again?"


"Yes." The reality of what had just happened slowly crept into Anushka's mind. "I mean, no." She shook her head. "No, no, no." She climbed off the bed and looked at the bedside alarm clock. "We don't know when your father and sister could come home." Mentioning her husband was like a splash of cold water on her face. "Your father ... what have we done, Krish?"





"It's okay, Mom." Krishan sat up. His dick, still hard, pressed into his stomach. "What do you need me to do?" Seeing her distressed like she was brought on a surge of guilt. He didn't want to destroy his parents' marriage. But looking at her breathtaking beauty, he knew this couldn't be a one-time thing. Krishan couldn't reconcile the two thoughts as they pulled at him.


"Can you walk?" Anushka bent down and picked up the towel she had brought out with her with the intention of using it for her son's sperm. Goodness. She touched her stomach. Sperm that she'd swallowed. She wrapped the towel around her torso so that she was covered.


"Let me see." Krishan scooted off the bed and stood. "It hurts, but I think I can walk."


"This is what you can do for me, pumpkin." Anushka bent down and picked up the unused condom. She made a mental list of all the things she needed to pick up and clean before Ganesh got home. Change the blanket on their bed. Clean up the bathroom downstairs. Take another shower. It was all doable. "Get yourself into the shower and make that thing go down." She pointed at his penis. "Then get dressed and get some ice on your ankle. I'll do the cleaning. Can you do that?" She bent down and picked up the torn foil packet.





"Yeah, Mom." Krishan limped to the door, his dick swaying slowly with every halting step. He turned back to look at Anushka. "I didn't mean to ..."


"We'll talk about it later." Anushka tried to give him a smile.


"And what about your ... um ... boobs and stuff?" Krishan nodded to the cleavage just above the towel. "What are you gonna tell Dad?"


"They really are bigger, aren't they?" Anushka raised her eyebrows and looked down at her body.


Krishan nodded.


"I'll tell your father it's hormones or something." Anushka shooed her son with her hands. "Now go, before they get home."


"Um ..." Krishan didn't move. "Thank you, Mom. That was the best thing that ever happened to me. I love you so much."


"I love you too, sweetie. Now, get a move on." Anushka turned and pulled the blanket off the bed. Thankfully nothing had soaked through to the sheets.


Krishan turned, left his parents' room, and limped down the hall. His mind was pulled in so many directions. He wondered what would become of them in Mansion.





To be continued….....