Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"So," Roy said, "That seems to be just about everything, Miss Shriya saran. Just the bed left to move in, but that shouldn't be a problem" His confident voice made Shriya melt. It was the kind of voice that Shriya imagined whispering in her ear on her many boyfriendless nights...




"Really? I thought I had more things..." "Damn it, I wish I had more!" Shriya entertained the idea of taking a hasty trip to the furniture store – she was sure they were on the brink of taking off their shirts for real.

"Nope, though I wouldn't mind if you did have more," He stretched his arms out and rolled his head, "It's not every day we get to work for such a lovely lady as yourself."

"Hehe, thank you. I try to be pretty, ya know?" She felt giddy around Roy – he'd be populating her fantasies for nights to come, she was sure.



"Naw, you don't have to try I'd say," he looked around the freshly moved-in spinster's apartment, "I suppose your boyfriend will be bringing over his stuff pretty soon, eh?"

"Boyfriend? Ha! Haven't had one of those for awhile," Shriya said, with just a hint of bitterness. Sex was so hard to come by since her last boyfriend, and her fantasies could only go so far to satisfy her. "Maybe you can ask your girlfriend to find me one, hmm?"

Roy laughed, "No girlfriends for me. I like to keep things pretty simple, and not just any girl will do. But you should be having tons of guys falling over themselves trying to get to you!"

Shriya shook her head, "Mm-mm. Maybe none of them are brave enough to just come and get me."

"Oh, don't be too sure," Roy said, "I'm sure someone is going to catch you fairly soon, Shriya." 

Shriya smiled – she was hoping he would ask for her number, but she heard the thumping steps in the hallway again.

"Looks like they've got your bed. I should probably go help them – they'll get cranky if I don't." Shriya opened her mouth but Roy dashed out the door before she could say anything. "Damn," she huffed, smoothing out her skirt for the second time that night.



The three men entered Shriya's apartment carrying her great bed between them and trudged into Shriya's bedroom. She followed after, eager to see the burly men working for her again. They grunted and strained, muscles tensing and rippling, all for little Shriya's benefit... The thought made her rub her legs together – she stepped behind her large bed sheet box as she felt herself getting hot again.

They positioned the bed with a loud thump. Somehow they were able to bring the large bed all up in one piece, a feat which further impressed Shriya. All three men left the room again, Roy giving her a final sidelong glance as he walked out the door. She looked on, not wanting them to be leaving so soon, and pulled her black sheets from the box.

"God..." She breathed, reveling in how those men hoisted her huge bed into her apartment, along with all her other things. Soon her dark sheets were lain out over the bed, as well as her pillows – A soft black island in a pale white room. 



Shriya heard front door close firmly and heavy familiar footsteps thumped through into her living room. They were discussing something in their low voices, Roy's more boyish-tone distinct from the deeper tones of his associates. "Oh, they'll be put to better use than moving my stuff soon enough", she thought, rubbing her legs together, "if only just for me and my little toy..."

She sat at the foot of her bed and her mind wandered. Her mind flashed with short visions of hot and heavy sex, of strong men forcing her against her soft sheets, pressing her face into the pillows as they took their turns fucking her long and hard. Big strong men, like the ones in her living room right then... The movers were surely not helping her get over her horniness, and Shriya felt like if she didn't get some relief soon she might very well make her fantasies a reality. Her hand crept up her inner thigh, wishing somehow she would get more than just fantasies tonight...



There was a polite, deep cough at the open bedroom door. Shriya jumped to her feet, noticing only now that the movers had stopped talking. They stood inside her bedroom's doorway, Roy in front with arms crossed. They were grinning as she hastily straightened out her skirt, a blush crossing her face.

"All moved in, Shriya," Roy announced, and Shriya nodded quickly.

"T-thanks guys, you helped me out a lot!" Shriya said, wondering if they had seen her hand under her skirt.

"Now, about our payment..." Roy said.

"Oh, right..." Shriya said, "Let me just get my checkbook..." She stepped towards the doorway somewhat slowly. She was beginning to think of ways to keep them around – invite them to stay for coffee, or to move in just one more piece of furniture that she hadn't quite bought yet, or - 

But Shriya didn't have the chance to think. The door slammed shut before she got there.

"Not that kind of payment, Shriya."

She stopped. "Um, do... do you guys only take cash then?" 



This time they all laughed - strong hearty laughs. "Oh no, we're not going to take money from you, Shriya." Roy said, stepping forward, "I discussed it with my boys, and we all agreed that we'll be taking something else tonight..."

to be continue....