Fantasy Actress Roleplays

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She reached out to stroke Tyler's shrinking cock. "That was such a rush," she murmured.





Tyler dressed, shoving his phone in his pocket, looking down at Neha's splayed and spent body, already wanting to go again. But, with a vast effort of will, he gathered up the crockery, muttered, "Thank you," and went back to work.


Neha stumbled to the bathroom and switched on the shower, finally peeling off her hold ups, and stepped under the steaming water. She soaped her face and body, sluicing off the sweat and - regretfully - the cum. Slyly, she pushed a little more of Tyler's into her mouth before sluicing the rest away. When she finally emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, water streaming from her hair and face scrubbed clean of all make up, Robert and Gani were deep in conversation. 



They both smiled as she came in. With her clean face she looked even younger. She sat in an armchair and towelled her dripping hair.


"What, never?" Gani was asking.


"Twice," Robert said. "Her arsehole felt amazing. But she reckoned it hurt her. After that she would never do it again."


Gani looked thoughtful. "How deeply does she sleep when she's taken those tablets?"


"She'd sleep through an earthquake."


Gani grinned. "Then I have an idea."


. . .


Half an hour later, they crossed the hall - Robert and Gani in bathrobes, Neha palely naked - to the dark room where Helen peacefully slept.





Robert turned up the lights. Helen didn't stir. She lay quite still, her chest rising and falling, her ash-blonde bobbed and highlighted hair still sleek and perfectly styled. "Helen?" said Robert loudly. Neha held her breath but Helen slept on. "See?" said Robert. "Dead to the world."


He pulled back the covers. Neha was surprised to see that, underneath, Helen was nude. She had a tidy blonde bush, heavy breasts which drooped and spread towards her armpits and a slightly rounded tummy with a small black mole to the left of her belly button. She was exceptionally well-preserved for a woman of 50.


Gani lifted one of her arms in the air and released it. It flopped limply back to her side. "Perfect," he said.


The men rolled Helen's sleeping form onto her front, turning her head to one side so she could breathe, and spread her slim legs. Gani took three plump pillows from the wardrobe and Robert raised her hips so he could slide them underneath.


"Start filming," he told Neha, who pulled up a chair and opened the video function on Robert's iPad. He squeezed Neha's lube into Gani's hand and, while Gani spread it over his hardening cock, he carefully anointed Helen's anus, warming the lube in his palm first. Robert sucked a finger and inserted it into his wife's rectum. He worked it in and out and beckoned Neha over to ensure the gradual opening of Helen's arse was captured on the screen. He added another finger, scissoring them in her tight hole, and then a third.



 Inside her brown hole, Neha could now see pink glistening flesh. Robert looked back over his shoulder, "She's ready for you." He spread his wife's buttocks as Gani moved closer.


Gani's thick cock head nudged at Helen's pucker. He pushed gently and very gradually an inch of cock disappeared inside her. He pulled out and Robert's three fingers stretched her again. Gani re-entered her, forcing a couple more inches into her. Next time, he would ram it home.


"Neha," said Robert, "can you get her face?"


Neha moved round the bed, carefully lifting Helen's head and propping it on another stack of pillows. Her pussy juiced. Startled, she realised she was getting a tremendous kick out of watching this woman taken.


This time, as Gani pushed inside her arse, Helen reacted slightly. She gave a small whimper and her face contorted. Neha watched, fascinated. Gani's dick nudged insistently at the ring of muscle inside Helen - and suddenly he was in. His balls slapped against her thighs and he luxuriated for a moment, letting her rectum stretch around him. Then he began to thrust in and out of her hot depths as Robert watched, his rock hard erection in his fist.





Each time Gani bottomed out inside her, Helen gave a soft grunt, but she was plainly still fast asleep. Her face was blank. Neha moved round again, closing in on the spectacle of Gani's glistening pole pumping in and out of Helen's tight anus. Robert took Neha's spot at the head of the bed. Too consumed by lust for caution, he grabbed a handful of Helen's hair, yanked to force her jaws apart and thrust his dick into her mouth. "Oomph!" Helen said. He froze for a second but she remained silent and he began to jerk his hips aggressively back and forth.