Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

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.