Fantasy Actress Roleplays

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Applying for an Engenireening college isn't as easy as it used to be. When Bobby was eighteen all he had to do was get good grades .


Most applicants spend all their time studying, preparing for their SAT's and have little else to offer. But times have changed. There are movie stars paying huge sums of money to get their "average" kids into top colleges. funds managers are paying millions to get their dim-witted kids into Best College.

Bobby was a theoretical mathematician -- a person who spends days, months, or even years trying to square the circle or proving infinity is a pretzel. Since it was tough for him to find work as a mathematician, he enlisted in the Navy. He was a cerebral guy and didn't spend his off hours in whore houses.

Bobby believed all women were basically sluts and just wanted to get fucked. Whether this is true, or not, this is what Bobby believed. He was going to look for work as a data scientist, which is a high paying bullshit job. He had software that could crunch mega-data and could prove the world was flat.

Bobby also had a theory -- that college admissions interviews were bogus, and SAT scores were crap. 



Jyothika worked as an admissions officer at the college of Engineering. She was described as a lovely MILF, with a marvelous complexion, thick  hair and intelligent  eyes. She also had amazing breasts that caused men to turn their heads whenever she was out in public. Moreover, she had a strong sex drive like most women at her age. She needed to get herself off five or six times a day or she couldn't function. She didn't get any loving from her deadbeat husband so she played with herself almost constantly. She had sex toys but she preferred her fingers. She enjoyed the soft wetness of her hairy labia.



As time went by, Jyothika became so disenchanted with her husband's lack of interest in sex, that she began looking for substitutes -- from vegetables to electronic wave generators. The generator is one of Bobby's inventions and will appear later in this series. Here's an example: an ultrasonic device, sort of like what your dentist uses to clean your teeth. Except this device oscillates at a throbbing frequency low enough to stimulate a woman's pussy. Depending on the amplitude of vibrations you could drive a woman insane with lust, or just make her whimper. Either way, too much exposure and she'll end up in a mental institution.



Now in her early forties, Jyothika had taken excellent care of herself and took great pride in her voluptuous body and lovely appearance. She went to the health club, worked out, and enjoyed watching other women work out. She preferred busty women, watching them on the tread mill, their boobs bouncing up and down. None of them wore bras so their nipples were quite visible. She wasn't a lesbian, but maybe bisexual. She often wondered what another woman's pussy would taste like. Many of the women at the gym wore yoga pants, pulled up tight in the crotch, so Jyothika could tell who had the meatiest pussies. You didn't see panty lines with yoga pants.



She herself was very hairy, being a natural woman -- not one of those pussy shaving fanatics. As a result, her dark blond pubic hair extended from her navel all the way back to her ass cheeks. A few women complimented her on how sexy her pubic forest looked. And not a few women expressed their desire in wanting to investigate her ass more closely. She made a mental note to have a 'show and tell' party soon.

Her husband, at forty-seven, appeared to be much older. He looked sixty -- out of shape, with a pot belly. Dave, her husband, was embarrassed that his wife came across so much younger than he did. The longer Jyothika thought about her relationship with Dave, the more ridiculous the whole idea became. We won't waste any more time on her husband.



Jyothika worked in the university admissions department, specifically the college of engineering. She interviewed applicants; she had good people skills. She could read someone easily, and sometimes approved an applicant for admission without bothering to check his/her transcript.