Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Sahith1995]

It was almost time to leave for the bus. Krishan and his

mother stood just outside the heavy front door and
watched Maxamed pull down the driveway and park just
at the bottom of the front walk where Ileana waited
for him. 

It was the same exact spot where that black
carriage had waited in Krishan's vision the other night.
He and Anushka waved when Ileana gingerly got into
the small, beat-up sedan, but only Maxamed waved back
from the driver's seat. And then they drove off into
the overcast morning.

"I had a funny feeling about that woman this morning,
Krish?" Anushka gave her son a sideways glance.

"Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it's just whatever she did
to rid our house of those spirits."
"Maybe," Krishan agreed.

"How are you feeling this morning, pumpkin?" Her eyes
fell down to the soft lump in his pants.

"Better." Krishan looked over at her and caught her
gaze. "I mean worse." She looked breathtakingly
beautiful in the diffuse light, with her curves jutting under her dress, her curious face, and her appraising

eyes. "I mean, I will need some help when you have
some time."

A thin smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "I was

thinking ..." Anushka said the words slowly, and looked
over her shoulder into the house. Her husband and
daughter were nowhere to be seen. "Maybe you could
skip the bus this morning. I could drop you off at
school. That might buy us an extra fifteen minutes."
Ten minutes later, Shriya got on the bus without her
twin. It was strange that her mom was going to drop
him off, but apparently, they had something important
to do that morning.

At that moment, in the laundry room in the basement,
Anushka leaned with her elbows on the washing
machine. Her dress was around her waist, her panties
around her ankles, and her son's long thing rubbed
against her butt crack over and over again. "Let me
know when it's time, Krish. You can't make a mess
again. Okay?"

"Sure ... Mom ..." Krishan held her hips and rubbed
himself. It felt so good not to worry about Nayanthara.
He could concentrate on the delicious curve at the
small of his mom's back and her wobbling butt. He
pulled back and lined up the head with her dripping
pussy and pushed in.

"Oh ... maybe that's not the best ... ooohhhhhh ... idea,

sweetie." He stretched her out so wonderfully. Her
body buzzed as that massive penis burrowed its way
into her.

"But you said we could have sex again." He hit bottom,
pulled almost all the way out, and thrust back in again.
Her pink pussy lining made a perfect sleeve around his
dick.

"Oh ... gosh ..." Anushka painted. "But we have to ... get
you to ... school. And your father ... might come looking
..."

"It'll be ... uh ... uh ... faster this way." Krishan slammed

into her, enjoying the way her whole body tensed every
time he smacked up against her ass.

"Okay, sweetie." Who was she kidding? It would be
faster this way. "Just not ... inside ... it's a bad time of
month ... for me."

"Where?" He reached with his right hand and wrapped
his fingers in her long, brown hair. He pulled her head
back a little, getting her to arch her back more. He
loved the way she squealed in response.

"I'll ... ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... swallloooowwwwwwww."
Anushka let her orgasm rip through her. She was
completely at her son's mercy. It was the most
delightful feeling.

Krishan smashed her from behind for a while longer,
driving her to two more orgasms. Soon, he was ready.
"Can ... I ... cum inside?" He pulled a little harder on her
hair.

"Yeeesssssssss." Anushka barely knew what she was
saying. All she knew was that she wanted to live with this pleasure forever. She wanted the rapture to swallow her whole. She heard Krishan's soft, guttural groans behind her and then felt the heat of his seed inside her. Anushka gritted her teeth and shrieked out
her most massive orgasm yet.