Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

#Samantha

Something about Roy made Samantha uneasy, especially when he looked at her with his deep, dark eyes, as if trying to peer into her soul. His attempted eye contact seemed brazen, but he did it when Sid wasn't looking. Hopefully, this huge black man who towered over her husband wouldn't make an immediate decision. She needed to discuss this matter further with Sid. They could tell Roy that someone else rented the room.


Roy had experience with young, well-educated women like Samantha. He realized how uncomfortable he made her feel. A modest diamond engagement ring and wedding band sparkled together on her finger, catching his gaze.

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He knew her type. A privileged girl raised in an upper-middle class family sheltering her from any interaction with men like himself. She likely professed racial equality but had never practiced it in her own bed.

Roy saw the room rent ad . this was far more house than they needed. He surmised that it was likely a greedy gamble they had made during the housing bubble, now leaving them in financial trouble.

Roy was cruel drug dealer and a seasoned sexual predator that had never missed a chance at scoring a vulnerable pussy.He enter the country illegally. Roy understood the fleeting nature of this opportunity, and he wasn't going to let it slip away. He inside his jacket and pulled out a thick stack of cash. "I'll take the room. How much security deposit do you want?"

They couldn't rent the room to this man. It wasn't his skin color that alarmed Samantha. Something else about him made her hackles rise, and she wasn't sure why. Men stared at her often — she was used to it — but not like him. Standing with her arm entwined with her husband's, Samantha tightly squeezed Sid's hand as a silent signal not to accept Roy's offer.



All the money Roy displayed mesmerized Sid who misinterpreted Samantha's signal as an affirmation. "Uh, 50000 for a security deposit ought to be enough."

A grin appeared on Roy's face as he carefully pared away enough cash to cover the deposit plus an entire year's worth of rent. This naïve kid hadn't even asked for his full name yet — although Roy was prepared with fake identification — and apparently wasn't going to do a background check either. He handed the stack of bills to Sid.

Sid's face lit up like he just found a long-lost friend. Like Samantha, his teens weren't far in his rearview mirror. He had anticipated perhaps getting a security deposit and first month's rent — not a full year's worth of payments in a lump sum like this. They needed this money badly with bills past due and foreclosure looming. The cash now in Sid's hand gave him a rush of euphoria, like winning a sweepstakes.

Samantha forced a smile Roy recognized as insincere.



Roy nodded at the money in Sid's grasp. "I need a receipt saying I paid the entire year room and board plus security deposit. We can write-up a formal lease later."

"Of course," Sid replied with a quick and enthusiastic shake of Roy's hand to finalize their deal. "I'll be right back." Sid went to fetch a pen and paper to write the receipt, leaving Samantha alone in the living room with Roy.

While Sid was gone, Roy sneaked another look at Samantha's tight ass and firm, young tits, peeling away her clothing with his eyes, as if she was luscious fruit to devour. He imagined how she looked beneath that modest dress she wore.




Samantha certainly was an attractive package. She stood about medium height with a petite build and perfect measurements that included a tight, flat stomach, nicely curved buttocks. She was exceptionally beautiful.

The 26-year-old college post-graduate and housewife took care of her figure through strict diet and daily exercise. Her model-like figure, combined with smooth, white skin, sparkling  eyes, and silky, blond hair extending slightly past her shoulders, received gazes from many, who saw in her that unattainable girl of their dreams. Samantha's heart belonged to her husband, Sid. He was the lucky man fortunate enough to have her.



But that didn't stop Roy from undressing her with his dark eyes. Nor did it change his vile intentions. His cock twitched as he thought about fucking this cute girl.

Roy told them he was in college, but he was not dressed like your typical college student and wore an expensive sports jacket, silk slacks and Polo dress shirt that were all tailor fit and showed off a tall, muscular physique. Samantha noticed impressive diamond rings on each of his hands. He looked more like an NFL linebacker than a college student to her.

"So, what are you studying?" Samantha nervously asked, attempting to break an awkward silence. Roy also seemed a little old to still be in college as he had claimed. She guessed he was approaching 30-years-old, although it was sometimes difficult to tell with black men.

Earlier, Roy had told them he was in college, but he hadn't set foot on a college campus in years, not since his younger days hustling drugs on the street. In his line of business, he moved up in rank without needing a formal education.



His quick reply with no elaboration seemed suspicious to Samantha, but Sid suddenly returned smiling, a neatly written receipt and an extra key to their house in hand. "Here you go, roommate."

Sid's smile was contagious, and Roy seemed to catch it as he took his key and receipt from him. "Okay, great. I'll be back later with my stuff and we can sign a lease."

Samantha felt relief as she watched Roy leave. He had made her anxious, like she was standing on the roof of a skyscbangr, looking over the edge without anything stopping her from falling.

"Look at all this money!" Sid gleefully whispered holding up immediately after the door had closed and Roy departed.

Samantha felt uneasy about having that strange black man move in with them. "I don't know about this guy. Who carries around that much cash? Maybe we should check him out first, honey."



Samantha stood waiting for a reply. Sid's back was towards her as he counted the money on their kitchen table for a second time. He wasn't listening to her and didn't hear what she had said.

Perhaps she was being overly cautious. She hadn't seen Sid this happy in a long time, since the rough economy had taken away their jobs and his pride, it seemed. The warehouse position he had found didn't replace his previous salary or pay all their bills, but this was enough cash to bring them current on their property taxes and avoid foreclosure.

Roy returned later that evening and quietly unpacked in his new bedroom while Samantha and Sid went to bed. He couldn't believe his luck finding such an unwary couple, and a young, beautiful girl to pursue. When Roy finished settling in, he turned off the light.

He sat quietly on the edge of his bed, imagining what Samantha looked like beneath that dress she had been wearing. Was her pussy completely shaved or did she have a small, neatly groomed bush? Roy was determined to find out. Access to a victim was the biggest hurdle, and Samantha's naïve husband had unwittingly helped him overcome it.



After a few moments, Roy's eyes adjusted to the darkness. Perhaps he could sneak a peek at her sexy little body while she and her husband slept. He silently made his way down the hall to Samantha's and Sid's bedroom door, which they carelessly left ajar.

But they weren't asleep. The sound of lovemaking — the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two people lost in passion — grew louder as Roy approached. He stood at the threshold to their room and peered through the sliver of an opening at two shadowy figures moving in concert in the moonlight. Roy's brown skin provided a perfect camouflage in the dimness of night.



Roy watched, and his penis hardened as he observed Samantha's terpsichorean figure in motion. His gigantic cock pushed against inadequate room in his gym shorts and sought release from its confinement. He wanted her badly.

His turn with her would come soon, he assured himself. He was going to have her one way or another and steal her from her husband.

"Oh, I'm going to cum," Roy heard Sid exclaim.

"Oh, I love you," Samantha moaned as she wrapped her arms around her husband in a tight embrace and his body grew tense from his orgasm.

Roy imagined Samantha wrapping her arms around him instead of Sid, crying to him that she was cumming, her wet pussy throbbing on his cock. He quietly returned to his room undetected.

Sid withdrew his modest condom covered penis from Samantha's tight vagina and turned on the light on the nightstand beside their bed.