Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"Karun. No, no, no." Hansika stood and looked about the room in a panic. "I was just curious about your ... your ..." She pointed at the grotesque dick that jutted out from Krishan's slender hips. "I thought it wasn't ... real." Hansika looked into the corner of the room. "That lady, Nayantara... Is she real?"

Nayanthara smiled and nodded at the young woman.

"Yeah," Krishan said.

"No, no, no. This is an evil house, Krish." Hansika raced to the library door. "We need to leave. I need to get Karun." She opened the door and ran into the hall, her  dress flowing behind her. Once out in the hall, she was suddenly confused. She couldn't remember where she'd left her husband.



The first door to the left in front of the stairs hung open. Was Karun in there? Hansika wasn't sure, but she wandered toward the door. As she stepped inside the room, she thought that maybe this was the locked room that no one had been in before. The one whose symbol she'd accidently destroyed. But that couldn't be right. She was so confused. She stepped further into the room and the door swung closed behind her.

"What?" Hansika squinted in the low light. There was a sofa along one wall with an oil lamp flickering on an end table. In a far corner, stood a ten-foot high bear. It had been taxidermied in a fearsome pose. Against the opposite wall from the sofa, a sideboard was covered in beautifully detailed, multi-colored bottles.

On the sofa, reclined a youngman in overalls. He tipped his herringbone flat cap to her and winked a green eye. "Welcome, Hansika. Mom said I should expect you."

"Who are you?" But Hansika could tell. With his freckles, angular jaw, and wide-set green eyes. He could only be Nayantara's son.

"My name's sunny and we're going to be good friends." He stood and smiled. "Really good friends."

Hansika turned to run back the way she'd come, but the door was locked behind her. She pounded on the door and yelled for her husband Karun, but no one in the rest of the house could hear her.



"This is a special room," Sunny said from behind her. "A private room. My father built it at great expense to keep all that happens here from the rest of the world." He moved toward the screaming woman. "Father did very bad things in here. But we're going to do good things."

"No." Hansika looked over her shoulder at the approaching boy. He was certainly only a little older than Krishan. She pounded the door with her fists. "Nooooooooo." But no one came to her rescue.

~~

Back in the library, Nayanthara walked over to the door and gently closed it. She then turned and shrugged at Krishan. "Sometimes, things don't go as planned. My daddy always told me, never be afraid to hitch your cart to a new horse."

"What's that mean?" Krishan had both hands on his dick. He wasn't sure what to do with his raging hardon.

"It means I'm tractable, dearie." She walked over to Krishan and kneeled before him. She gently replaced his hands on his penis with her own icy fingers and stroked him. "When a plan doesn't work, we have another waiting in the wings." She licked the oozing precum off the head.

"We?"

"Me and the house, Krish." Nayanthara took another lick and looked up at him with urgent eyes. "Now we don't have too much time before the others come looking for you. Let's get you taken care of." She sucked him into her mouth and took long, gurgling strokes. She pressed both hands onto his butt. Nayanthara felt quite happy when Krishan reached down and threaded his fingers through her hair. He forced more and more of his penis into her throat until she was taking great long plunges, pressing her nose to his nether hair at the bottom of each grunting lunge forward.



After about five minutes, Krishan let his seed fly into Nayanthara's cold mouth. When he finished cumming, Nayanthara was gone. He took a minute to compose himself, and then pulled up his underwear and pants. He walked toward the library door. He needed to apologize to Hansika and smooth things over with her before she told everything to Karun. He hoped he wasn't too late. Karun would kill him if he knew what happened.

Little did Krishan know, Hansika was in no condition to confide anything to her husband at that moment. In a secret room, a teenager was changing her whole perspective on a great number of things.


to be continue...