Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"You look ... amazing,." Krishan looked down at her as she squinted her eyes open. He'd wanted to cover her and he certainly had.

"I'm sure I look disgusting." She wiped her hands on her yoga pants and stood up. "I thought we were going to have sex again, but this is probably better." She turned and walked to the sink. "I better get cleaned up."

"You're so beautiful." Krishan took in her hourglass figure from behind. He kicked away his pants and underwear and stepped up behind her.

"What are you -?" Hansika grasped the counter as Krishan pulled down her pants and panties to her thighs. "I know teenagers can go and go, but -" She bit her lip as the bulbous head pushed up against her slit. She expected him to struggle finding her hole, but he knew what he was doing. He had a girlfriend, Hansika reminded herself. "Oooooohhhhhhhhh." She marveled that she could accommodate his size and worried that Karun might notice if his brother wrecked her pussy. She braced herself against the counter and absorbed his thrusts from behind.

"Your ... butt ... is ... perfect." Krishan punctuated each word with a thrust deep inside her. He watched her backside wobble and shake. He tightened his grip on her hips and slammed harder.



"Thank ... you ... Krish." Hansika blinked her eyes as cum dripped down past her eyebrows. She could see out the window above the sink. One of the neighborhood wives walked her dog down the street. Hansika prayed the dog-walker wouldn't look into the house and see Hansika, covered in cum, getting ravaged by a teenager. The dog-walker moved on down the street without noticing. "We can't do this ... uh ... uh ... here."

"Where?" Krishan didn't stop his wild pace. The sound of slapping skin on skin filled his ears.

"Anywhere ... but ... oooohhhhhh ... no windows." The thought of getting caught by the neighbors sent surges of panic and added adrenaline. The world had suddenly gone very crazy.

"Okay." Krishan pulled out and led her by the hand to the hallway. He found her quite pliable and put her on her hands and knees. She still had her tank top on and her yoga pants a third of the way down her legs. "I never want to stop." He dropped to his knees and slid back into her pussy. His hips quickly accelerated back to full speed.

"Me ... either," Hansika squealed. Her first orgasm swept over her and she gritted her teeth. She looked down at the hardwood floor and watched Krishan's cum drip off her and splatter below. What a mess. And she wanted it messier still.



A little while later, Krishan grunted out his second orgasm, coating her insides.

Hansika shrieked when she felt the hot stuff fill her up. As her orgasm passed, Krishan pulled out of her and fell on his back just inside the carpeted living room. She crawled next to him, rolled onto her back, and looked over to see his cock finally deflating. Even soft, it was still so jarringly large resting on his trim belly. "Well, now that you're back with your girlfriend, we're both in trouble." She dbangd her arm over her eyes, she didn't want Krishan to look at her sweaty, cum-covered mess of a face.

"What do you mean?" Despite Hansika's words, Krishan couldn't stop smiling. Mating his sister-in-law was pure rapture.

"You cheated on your girlfriend, and I cheated on my husband. I won't tell if you don't tell." She smiled behind her arm at the ridiculousness of what they'd done. Hansika could feel the cum leak out of her used pussy onto the carpet, but she didn't care. She'd get a steam cleaner or something before Karun got home. That was still many hours away.



"I should probably get back to school." Krishan sat up and looked around the room for his clothes. His eyes rested on the leather recliner and he gawked at it. His brother sat in that very seat all the time, drinking his beer and watching TV. Just a few feet away.

"That sounds more like the Krish I know." Hansika sat up and grabbed her rumpled tank top. She wiped her face with it, but knew she was still a complete mess. Her large boobs pressed against her thighs as she watched Krishan stand and get dressed. "School is so important," she said in a lightly mocking voice. "I'm Krish the nerd and I'd rather do math than spend time with a woman."

"You sound like Karun." Krishan pulled his shirt over his head and looked down at her with a frown. He sat down on the edge of the recliner and pulled on his socks.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Hansika pulled her knees further up to her chest, warding off the uncomfortable moment. "I was just teasing. I didn't mean to -"



"It's fine." Krishan dropped his eyes. "Don't worry about it. I gotta go." He walked to the front door, put on his shoes and left his brother's house. With any luck, he'd get to school in time for lunch.

"Bye, Krish," Hansika called to the slamming door. She stood and slowly moved toward the stairs. She was very sore. The young man had ridden her hard. "Way to kill the mood, Hansika," she said to herself. Krishan was always such a sensitive boy. She'd have to be more careful in the future.

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After the twins returned home from school, Anushka left Ganesh to the plumbing and went to help Krishan in his bathroom upstairs.

"Oh ... Mom ... it's coming out." Krishan gazed into her warm, brown eyes as she swallowed his cum. Anushka hadn't yet figured out how to take him deep in her throat like Hansika had, but the way her lips stretched around his dickhead was a total delight for Krishan.

"Mmmmpppppphhh." Anushka greedily gulped down Krishan's salty mess.

After Krishan finished, Anushka sent him to go do homework, cleaned his stuff off her chin, and rejoined her husband in the west main floor bathroom. Was this going to be an afterschool routine? Anushka suspected that it might be.



"How was their day?" Ganesh didn't look up at his lovely wife as he stared at the leaky shutoff valve under the sink. He figured his wife had left him to check in on the twins.

"Oh, you know how high school is." Anushka cleared her throat with a delicate cough. "Some days can be frustrating."

"You're talking about Krish?" Ganesh shook his head. He'd have to switch the main water shutoff again if he couldn't get this thing to stop dripping. "Hand me that wrench, please." He held his hand behind him.

Anushka handed Ganesh the wrench and leaned her wide hip against the wall. "Yes, I was talking about Krish."

Ganesh grimaced as he tightened the valve. "I worry about that boy sometimes. I used to think he needed sports or a girlfriend, but now that we've all seen what he's got down there ... Well, he can't exactly run up and down a soccer field with that thing bouncing back and forth."