Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Had Bobby not been one of her students, she likely would have tried seducing him. She had never actually tried seducing a student. The thought was simultaneously intriguing and taboo.

Sweet and shy, Bobby was unlikely to pull a maneuver like the football players of her college days. Since that event, she had been much more careful about whom she was intimate with. Sometimes she wanted passionate romance, sometimes she wanted a truly carnal fuck...and sometimes even a threesome. But in every case, she made certain that she wouldn't be humiliated again. She mostly chose older men, or very young men. Never men in their prime years who had the swagger to match. No, she purposefully chose sweet men, or responsible men. Preferably both.



Bobby was a student. It would not have been proper to seduce him. Still, that didn't stop her from admiring his boyish-good looks and chiseled cheekbones...or from fantasizing about him in her more private moments. She often imagined how good he would be at licking her between her legs - she imagined it would be slow, sweet, and orgasmic.

Part of her hoped Bobby would text her, or email her... or find some excuse to initiate a private conversation with her. If she found private time with him, she wasn't sure she would be able to keep from seducing him. She wanted it so badly. His youth and sweet demeanor turned her on so...

But yet, his struggling performance would likely require some tutoring. She told herself that it wasn't a pretense for some private time with Bobby...but she wasn't sure. Lust aside, Bobby probably should spend some tutoring time with her.

Tamanna normally didn't dress sexy for classes she taught, but she did so the next time she taught Bobby's class. Unless Bobby did poorly on tonight's quiz, she wasn't quite ready to ask Bobby to come in for tutoring. But, she did want to see if perhaps she could catch a glint of lust in his eyes when she dressed up.



 After work - and before class - she took her usual shower. This time, though, she got an extra-smooth shave on her legs - she even shaved clean all of her pubic hairs (which were kept trim, anyways.) She was as smooth as could be. Men these days preferred clean-shaven mounds, right? Bobby was young - he probably did.

She chose a tight-fitting white dress and cream-colored heels. The dress accentuated her form, and the heels made her calves and butt more noticeable. While not a plunging neckline, the dress's cut was...rather daring, revealing a fair amount of her smallish-yet-firm cleavage.

Tamanna opted to wear a bra, but no panties. Somehow, that made her feel powerful, daring, and erotic. Part of her hoped that Bobby would catch a glimpse of her fresh shave at some point tonight as her dress terminated a good length above her knees. Lastly, she applied her makeup, did her hair, and sprayed on some perfume. Just in case, she dabbed a drop of perfume right on the lips between her legs.



She felt like such a woman as she drove to class! With sexual fantasies filling her thoughts, she did have to remind herself that this class was only a few weeks before mid-terms - it was an important class. The quiz in class tonight would dictate who would need tutoring help moving into that mid-term. Perhaps Bobby would be so kind as to do poorly on it, and require some tutoring...

Readying for class as students streamed in, she noticed that several of the boys gave her prolonged glances. Those were glances of lust, she knew. When she found Bobby's lusty glance, though...her heart fluttered a bit. Turns out these young boys notice her, after all...

During the quiz, she sat at her desk, cross-legged, watching the students. Only occasionally would she swivel in her chair and open her legs ever-so-slightly. She doubted that Bobby ever did see the shave which she was so proud of, but she liked to think that he did. When quizzes were over, she smiled. Fortunately for her - and unfortunately for Bobby - Bobby had done somewhat poorly.



Releasing everyone for class but Bobby, she walked - professionally - over to Bobby's desk. "Bobby, I wanted to speak to you privately about your performance in the course." She purposefully angled her dress to give him an ample view of her cleavage. His look at then was part frightened animal, part deviant.

" I'm sorry. It's just..." She found his stammering endearing.

"Look. It's okay. These quizzes and homework don't mean much - it's mostly the mid-term and final. You can still pass with flying colors if you do well on those."



"Okay, I guess I really need to buckle down," he admitted.

"Look, I know you've probably got stuff going on. So I'll tell you what, I take it personally when students of mine don't do well. That's why I always personally tutor students like yourself. I've never had a student fail whom I've tutored. I've had to tutor a few students, it happens. Smart ones, too. It's hard material." His look was that of slight embarrassment. He knew he was capable, he just wasn't performing.

After some thought, he looked up to her from his desk (after a quick glance at the side-boob she was purposefully luring in front of him), and told her "Okay. I don't want to fail the course."

Yes, she thought. She couldn't help herself. She had resigned herself to what she always knew - she was going to seduce Bobby.



"When do you want to meet up for tutoring?" She inquired.

"I work Fridays and weekends. So I guess any day Monday through Thursday?" She had suspected his weekends were full of work. A responsible kid, she reflected.

"Okay, well how about this. It's Monday now. Let's meet Tuesdays and Thursdays between now and the final, okay?"

"Okay. Where should we meet? Here?"

"There are classes in here those days", she lied, "and the tutoring rooms are already taken." Lying again, she said "You're not the only student I've asked to do this with, but this semester's scheduling conflicts have forced me to find alternatives. I have been inviting students over for tutoring at my house." For a moment, she saw a look flash across his face. He suspects...and he wants me, too. His look was followed up with a more-bold look at her cleavage. She felt a blush come over her.

She walked over to the desk and sat down, purposefully swiveling the chair with legs open. She had no doubt that the twinkle in his eye as he looked between her legs was that of lust. "How does tomorrow at 6 sound for our first tutoring session?"



"Okay. That works." He nodded, smiled shyly, almost fell out of his chair when he stood up, and bounded off.

Her eyes followed him as he walked out. She noted that she had grown slightly-wet...his glances had been turning her on. But that was for tomorrow night. She had to go to work in the morning. Tamanna gathered her things and the students' quizzes.

Arriving at home, she unceremoniously dumped the quizzes on her office desk. Normally, she would probably record grades after a class, but she was worn out...and she had other things on her mind. Walking to the shower, she remembered the lusty glances Bobby had shot her way.

Tamanna turned on the shower, and she slipped her dress off, she imagined how it would feel to instead slip out of her dress while Bobby watched. There was something intensely erotic about having a younger man under her power - it was intoxicating.



As she slipped into the shower, the warm water embraced her. No sooner had she gotten in than the water began to melt her muscles - she had forgotten that it had been such a long day. Almost subconsciously, a hand reached between her legs and began to rub her clit in a soft, circular motion.

Her fresh shave felt silky and smooth under her touch as she thought of Bobby. At first she imagined taking off his shirt - how his slender frame would look under the pawing of her hands. And then she imagined riding him, looking down at him as she showed him how a woman takes her pleasure. Perhaps it was the warm rivulets of water trailing down, or maybe it was simply that she was very turned on...but an orgasm took her suddenly and without warning.



Afterwards, relieved from her orgasm, Tamanna laid in bed. She thought of her job, of her father. Of her hopes and dreams, and what was next for her. What is next after scientist? Perhaps I should apply for a full professorship...She drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

The following day was much the same as before. Normally, today would have been her workout day, but tonight she had other plans. Like the day before, she worked, she went home. She spent much of her day preoccupied with thoughts of Bobby. During the day, she had formulated a plan to seduce him - she was looking forward to it.

Like the day before, when Tamanna got home, she immediately got into the shower. Again, she shaved. She didn't want Bobby distracted by an ounce of stubble - anywhere.

As she dried herself off after the shower, she reflected that she still didn't know what to wear. Surely, something seductive - but what? Her yoga pants? A dress like yesterday? And should she wear panties? She imagined that it would be sexy to have Bobby take off her panties.

She opted to wear a daring black dress. Cut low in the back and short on the slides - with quite a plunging neckline, she knew it was the sort of dress that would get a man's heart pumping. It left little to the imagination from the sides, and required only slightly more imagination when seen from the front. It was also short, terminating mid-thigh from the front but sloping upwards to reveal her thighs. She completed it with black heels. Men seemed to love heels.



Reversing yesterday's decision, she opted to wear a sheer black thong but no bra. With satisfaction, she noted that her nipples protruded slightly under the garment of her dress. She was dressed with intent.