Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Shruthi bent on the desk to provide ample cleavage to the Receptionist. She softly spoke, "You can't afford me motherfucker. Slut Sona."

The receptionist took back with the language but the code word did the trick. He went down at register and said, "As usual Room 202 on second floor. Will it do?"

"I hope it's not messy. Or I will make you clean as my pimp fuck me raw alongside." Shruthi said sarcastically.



Bobby looked shocked with Shruthi's daring and she calling him her PIMP. But he didn't utter a word. The receptionist was a bit surprised but completely backed out.

"No madam. It's one of the best rooms of the hotel. But I haven't seen you before. Are you new in business?" Receptionist dared to ask.

"Bastard, you are privileged to see me. And about business, all rich and fucking bastards of the city knows address of my cunt. If the room is as good as you promised, then you may enjoy seeing me quite often here." Shruthi said and took the key card.

Bobby was just looking with wide eyes and open mouth. His cock was stiff in his pants. The receptionist put forward the register to enter the details.

Shruthi closed it, "Complete the formalities afterwards, motherfucker. Show us the way? Do you have elevator?"

The receptionist couldn't utter a word. The adjacent door of the office opened and a lady in bold saree came out, her boobs fighting to spill out of her blouse.

Bobby saw her and could not recognize her, though her face looked familiar. The lady, too, looked for few seconds at Bobby and then gave a smiling face as she recognized Bobby.

"Hello mister. After such a long time. Didn't you recognize me." the lady said.

Shruthi look bemused. Shruthi noticed she was hot and voluptuous. Bobby looked closely and moved forward to her as he recognized her, but then got scared.



"Hi Richa. Really after a very long time. You look so different. I mean you look beautiful. I meant I couldn't recognize you." Bobby mumbled, as he didn't understand how to face her at such place.

Richa was cool and happy to see Bobby, she also notice that he was with a woman, who could definitely not be his wife. She moved closer to Bobby and touched his shoulder. "Yea, I know I look hot and sexy now. You never noticed me much in college days, though. I am voluptuous now." Richa said, smiling seductively.

Bobby couldn't utter a word. She was looking very hot. But he couldn't say anything as Shruthi was around. He couldn't even introduce Shruthi as his wife to Richa. He was also taken a back at Richa's boldness.

"Great. How come you are here?" Bobby asked, trying to cover his stiff cock.

"Oh, I am not a whore. I am the owner of this place. Actually, my husband is. I manage it. Though, you have a hot companion with you." Richa said looking at Shruthi.

Bobby just nodded. Richa hugged Bobby, which shocked him as his hard cock touched her stomach and she loved it as she whispered in his ear, "You naughty boy. Definitely, she is not your wife. Have fun stud."



Shruthi, bemused, understanding that this woman is Bobby's college mate, thought to reply her. But Bobby held her back. "Hmm, yea. Nice to meet you Richa. See you." Bobby uttered quickly and moved towards the elevator with Shruthi.

Shruthi turned back and gave seductive look to the receptionist and Richa. Richa loved the confidence of this woman, whom she was thinking as a whore.

The elevator door opened and as soon as both entered, Shruthi kissed Bobby hard, as if there is no tomorrow. Richa and receptionist enjoyed the show till the door closed and the elevator rose to second floor. Shruthi's tongue was dueling with Bobby's till the door opened.



Bobby and Shruthi came out of the elevator.

"Fuckkkkk, you are a nasty whore. I just want to fuck you here itself." Bobby said in lust as he mauled her boobs.

"Motherfucker, you enjoyed your wife being treated as a whore. Bastard, all men were banging me with their eyes." Shruthi said, rubbing his cock all the way in lobby.

Bobby just picked up Shruthi and put him on shoulder. Her ass pointing at his face. Shruthi's boobs were dangling out of her neckline. Bobby smacked her ass hard, "Slut, you are going to be fucked really hard. I will just tear up your cunt."

Shruthi just laughed in excitement, "You better do that, and otherwise, I will need to call that motherfucker receptionist. He will take care of your wife good, I suppose. By the way, how much should I quote him?"



Bobby opened the door. The room was a suit and had a queen size bed. Bobby threw Shruthi hard on the bed.

Bobby dropped his pant to release rock his hard cock. Before Shruthi could utter a word, Bobby pulled her by hair and slapped her hard to make her scream.

"Open your filthy mouth bitch and suck my cock." Bobby shouted and pushed his cock in her reluctant mouth.