Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

I got into the habit of punching four times a day ... I was well aroused by reading those sexy stories and now I am really looking for a girl to fuck ... Harish started looking at my cock while talking about the story in the book in his shop ... My cock used to be tight and he knew I was aroused so I didn't try to cover the puffiness of my cock that was visible on my pants.

Harish used to wear Lungi in the shop and while talking to me he used to stand with one foot on the side small stool ... then under the pretext of scratching his thigh he would put his hand in the Lungi which would slide his Lungi and I could see his cock ... I used to see cocks, but he was mostly excited because his cock was also a little hard.

One such evening I went to him to fetch clothes and return a book ... He easily asked me about Keerthi didi. I answered him softly ... Then he asked me, "Why doesn't your sister come to fetch ironing clothes now? She used to come often before the wedding ...."

"She doesn't need to come because I'm coming ... she was coming before the wedding but then when she left I had to work ..." I replied easily. "Oh, but if you ever have to go somewhere, she can come to get clothes ..." Harish said. "Yeah! But I won't let that happen ... I want to return the book to you ... So I'll leave it to you no matter what I do ..." I said.

"Oh, but you can come anytime in the afternoon to return the book ... there is no need to come in the evening ..." he said. "Hey, I come from college and I get good privacy in the afternoon ... then I read that book ... and bring it back in the evening ..." I explained.
"Oh but you don't have to give the book in the evening ... you keep the book at night and bring it back the next morning ..."

"Really? Can I keep the book until nightfall?" I asked happily.

"Yeah so ... you don't have to come in the evening ... you keep reading at night and keep moving your cool cock ... on the contrary you can read books all night long as you feel like Keep giving ... "

"Wow! .. What fun ... will I keep the book all night? ... then there will be a commotion ...." I said happily.

"Oh no ... so you don't have to come in the evening to fetch clothes ... you send it to your sister ..." Harish said, smiling mysteriously. I was a little wary of him and asked him skeptically, "Oh, but what if Keerthi didi didn't come? What if she asked me to come?"

"Avoid coming up with any reason ... otherwise don't stay at home at that time ..." Harish said, smiling disguisedly. "But why do you think she should come to get clothes?" I asked him.

"Oh, you don't know how ..." Harish smiled again and said, "Your sister is so beautiful! Her face is so sweet! I feel so good when I see her face! I can't see her face ... so I'm telling her to send for clothes ... "

"Harishbhai ... it's a little too much ..." I said to him in a slightly raised voice.

"Hey, Sagar ... why are you angry? ..." Harishbhai put his hand on my shoulder and explained to me, "Your sister has no problem with this .... Now you tell me ... I am helping you by giving you this book, am I not? Am I satisfying your appetite for sex with this book? Then you should help me to be happy too ... Your sister came ... I will see her ... I will feel better, I will be a little happier ... What's the harm? I'll just look at her ... I won't do anything ... "

Now I understand why he was telling me to return the book in the morning ... In the evening my sister came to fetch clothes instead of me. He was going to secretly look at her sexy jaw with a lustful look. I thought for a moment, should I really send my sister to get some clothes? If she comes, will Harish do anything to her? After considering all the possibilities, I realized that Harish could do nothing but look at my sister with a lustful look ... If Keerthi didi noticed that and she hit him, she would automatically stop coming and Harish would have no reason to call her.




So, after much thought, I decided to send Keerthi didi to fetch clothes in the evening. I told him that my sister would not come every day but 2/3 times a week because I could not avoid it every day ... Harish gladly agreed and let me read two books that day ....

Then in the evening, for some reason or another, I started avoiding bringing ironing clothes ... In the evening, since there was only Keerthi didi at home, I had to go to Harish's shop to fetch her clothes. .. She didn't mind much about it when she was working sometimes before marriage ...

In the first week, Keerthi Didi went to fetch clothes from him 2/3 times, then the next evening when I went to fetch clothes from him, he enthusiastically started telling me, "Dude, Sagar! What a cool pink dress your sister wore yesterday! She looked so sexy in it! Her dress was so tight that her Breast was bulging out from the hollow neck ... The robe was so thin that I could see her breasts through it. I wanted to look at her boobs like this ... Isn't this the mirror here? I was looking at her Breast through it ... "

With that he showed me the small mirror in front of me. He had put that small mirror on the wall of his sheet so that Hardly anyone would notice ... then he must have seen my sister's breasts through it ....


"Oh, I ironed the clothes again to make your sister stay longer ... I was looking at her big mamma in the mirror while ironing ..." Harish's eyes were lustful as he told me that ... Said "Harishbhai ... this is not right ... I started sending her because you told me ... but don't keep her here for long ...."






"Hey man, Sagar .... I stop her every day for a while ... but yesterday she looked so sexy! ... I wanted to keep looking at her boobs .... friend! I have never seen anyone like her .... You are so lucky! Sexy stuff like her is in your house ... "


"Harishbhai ... She is my sister ... don't talk to her about goods ..." I said I was a little irritated.


"Oh Sagar .... don't be angry! ... there is nothing wrong in praising what is beautiful ... I admire your sister when she is really beautiful ... and what do you think of me when you are my best friend. What a shame to say that. " Harishbhai explained to me.


"But Harishbhai ... she is my ..."

"Oh you know, Ray ...," he said quickly, stopping me, "she's your sister ... but she's beautiful, she's sexy! ... so there's nothing wrong with saying that ... Now look at that ... We watch movies, we all like heroines, we feel sexy ... our cocks get tight when we see their youth, we fuck them in dreams but ... now that heroine is also someone's sister .... So why don't we stop dreaming about them? Do you give it? No, no ... We look at their youth, remember them and punch them .... That's right ... She's your sister ... But I don't have any ... So it's wrong to say what I think about her. What? "


Surprisingly, his argument seemed right to me! I didn't like it a bit, but I didn't feel wrong ... Either the book of Zavazvi's stories he gave me was very hot and I was starting to feel like I should actually have Zavazvi. But when I was not likely to get a kiss from any girl, I was reducing my frustration by talking to Harish in such a sexy and dirty way ... So when he used to say such dirty things, he would increase my arousal and in a way I would be sexually satisfied ...


Now his dirty talk was about my sister ... but he was not harming me, on the contrary, I started to feel a different kind of excitement ... when he was talking about my sister, my cock was very tight without my knowledge! ... I could feel a different sensation in my cock! So I didn't object to him talking any more and let him talk about my sister as he wanted ...


After that day, Harish started talking about my sister very casually. From her appearance, from her delicate body, he began to make very dirty comments. At first I thought it would be nice to hear it but hearing that made my cock incredibly tight. And then I started liking his sexy comments about Keerthi didi ... On the contrary, sometimes I would make a point and encourage Harish to talk dirty about her. I was getting an anonymous orgasm after hearing erotic comments about my sister ...






Now my look at my sister has changed! Before this she was my ‘respectable sister’ but now she seemed to me a ‘sexy goods’. Now I was secretly observing her sexuality. 27/28 year old didi was a very sexy woman! Madamast Jawani was running through her whole body. Especially her breasts were very full, her buttocks were bulging and fleshy ... My cock used to be twenty-two when I saw hollow bembi on a flat stomach, thighs full of banana seeds. The little mangalsutra around her neck only made her think that she was married, otherwise she would have felt like a college girl…


When everyone in our house was a little modern-minded, no one forced my sister to wear a sari after marriage. Being in her own home, she used to be a little careless in terms of clothes. It benefited me and my Landa. Unbeknownst to her, I was observing her entire breasts and buttocks. When she was at home, she used to wear an old Punjabi dress or a skirt-top or a jeans-T-shirt. When the clothes were always small or tight in size, another button or hook was always open. So I always got a glimpse of her full breasts.


If she was wearing a T-shirt, she would not be wearing a bra inside. She already had a big Breast in which the T-shirt was tight so the shape of the nipple on the Breast was easily visible. Sometimes her nipple was stiff and its shape was obvious. When she was asleep, I could see her nipples from her t-shirt. Sometimes she would change clothes in front of me in a hurry. At that time I used to get a glimpse of her naked breasts and that nipple.






She wore a shirt-like top that kept the top one or two buttons open. Then for some reason she bent down so that the bulge of her Breast protruded from her open neck. She would sit on a chair, bend over the table, write or read, or stand next to him, and her open neck would show the full bulge inside ... The brown nipple on the bulge and the chocolate arrow would be clearly visible. Didi had no idea that I was looking at her with lustful eyes. Maybe she thought I was too young or she didn't think her younger brother was looking at her lustfully.


One such afternoon when I went to Harish's shop, he was telling me. "Dude, Sagar ... when your sister came to pick up your clothes yesterday, she was wearing those tight pants and white top ... Dude, you should have seen her ass ... she looked so thick and round, what can I say .. .. those pants were sitting so tight on her ass that the shape of the inside panties was obvious ... your sister's ass was looking so cool that i thought that's how it should go and turn the cock on her ass from behind ... "


"I was barely controlling myself ... her top was just coming down her waist ... and it was so tight that her big mommy looked so cool ... man! I was so excited to see her I went 3 times and filtered my cock ... but now remembering your sister's body, my cock is getting tight ... "


With that he hurried to the back room of the shop and slammed the door. I don't know why he went in and why he closed the door ... After a while he opened the door and came out and smiled at me ... I asked him, "What happened, brother Harish? Why did you go inside all of a sudden?"

"Oh, remembering your sister, my cock became very tight ... then we cooled it down a bit ...," he said, waving his fist and gesturing, He smiled and I smiled shamelessly ... He smiled and asked me, "I was wondering where is your sister going with such sexy clothes? I saw her leaving yesterday. When she came back, she came here directly to pick up the clothes. I mean, she had met someone ..."






"What do I know? Where did she go and who did she meet ..." I replied.


"She must have met her boyfriend most of the time ..." Harish winked at me … "Boyfriend? How will my sister be? She's married ..." I said.

"So what happened? She must have been her ex-boyfriend ... now that she is living here, she must have gone to meet him ..." Harish said.


"I don't know ... but it should be as you say ... maybe it's her boyfriend ..." I said.


I replied on purpose because after hearing that, Harish will say some more dirty things about my sister .... and I will be encouraged to hear that ...