Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

"It is not just about age of consent. Teachers can be fired for having sexual relations with a student."

"I stopped being your student five minutes ago when I returned the book."

This was true: she was no longer his student, and she was legal. Would she?



"Very well." The teacher began his request. "As you know, I am a virgin. I would like to lose my virginity. My request of you is to have sex with you."

The Priya appeared to expect that response, but protested anyways. "pepole a man or woman should not have sexual relations until they are married. I was hoping to save my virginity until marriage."

"Is not the Dakshina part of your faith as well?"

"Yes it is."

"Then you have a conflict there."

"I do." She pondered for a moment. "Before I take on your task, let me ask: now that you have heard my objections to your task, do you still hold to your same request?"

"I do."

"Very well. I will perform the task asked of me, and I will repay the debt I owe you for teaching me."

The teacher was startled: he had not expected a yes. Was he, after all these years, finally going to lose his virginity?

Priya began unbuttoning her blouse. "Wait: we can't get caught doing it here." The teacher went out into the hall, locked both doors into his classroom "Can we move to my office?"



"Whatever you ask, I will do." And his favourite followed him into the office.

She began to unbutton her shirt again, but then paused. "I too am a virgin. I have no idea how to have sex. Would you guide me? Would you teach me one last time?"

Her words were music to his ears. This is why he became a teacher: to teach. "I would be glad to. Stand, facing me."

She obeyed. The teacher sat down in his big comfy office chair. He cracked a smile.

"Take off your shoes." She bent over at the waist, unbuckled her shoes, removed them, and neatly set them to one side.

"Take off your skirt." Now it was her turn to crack a smile. She reached over to her side, unbuttoned her skirt, and then unwrapped, revealing a stunning pair of thighs that ended in a pair of pink panties that closely covered a quivering mound of flesh that was her vulva.

"Take off your pantyhose." She put her right heel on the teacher's desk, and carefully rolled her stockings from her waist down her right leg. Then she repeated the process with her left leg. And as her pantyhose went down her leg, it was as if her legs were going from a black and white movie to high definition: no, better than high definition, because this was real life.

"Take off your panties."

She let out a laugh. "Going straight for the good stuff, are you?"

The teacher blushed. "If you don't want to do this, you don't have to. You are still my favourite student, whether you stop or go on."



"Absolutely not!" She caught herself after that momentary outburst, and went on. "Ever since I was an innocent , I have been fantasizing about having sex with you. Your face is what I see when I masturbate. Your body is what I dream when my panties are soaked. My faith kept me from acting on this, but when I remembered Dakshina, I thought that this might be a way to both honour my faith and still get to have sex with you. I've been dreaming of this day for four years; don't shatter my dreams now!"

The teacher was once again taken aback. "I have come to understand, after many years of teaching, that whatever fantasies I have about my students, they will never be reciprocated. That one student is finally just as into me, sexually, as I am into her, is such a wonderful surprise. And that it is you: I would not have chosen any other above you."



Priya immediately ran over the teacher and gave embraced him, half-nude, falling into his lap in the process and brushing against a growing boner. But instead of giving into his passions, the teacher re-asserted self-control. "Now, as I was saying: your panties."

The teacher motioned for her to resume her position, standing a few feet away from his chair, facing him. She walked over, spun herself around, and then, shyly, and eyes focused on her master the entire time, slowly pulled down the last piece of clothing that protected her vagina.

Black pubic hair popped out from under her waistband, which then became a slight mound, best described as "cute" or "petite." Then the beginnings of her cleft of venus showed up, from which slowly formed her lips, perfectly rounded and smooth, and no hint of inner lips showing.

"My word, you are beautiful!"

"Thank you" she said, shyly.



But the teacher needed to continue. "Please remove your blouse."

The Priya unbuttoned her white blouse, slightly translucent, shaking her shoulders and arms free of the sleeves, revealing a black lace bra.

"Take off your bra." Priya reached behind her back, and unbuckled her bra. Then, watching the teacher's face the entire time, she allowed her bra to slowly fall off of her chest, revealing a slightly bigger than expected pair of breasts. She was definitely not playing the tricks that her classmates did, of sticking rolled up socks into their bras to make their mammary glands seem bigger than they were: what you saw was somehow less than what she had.