Roleplay Teacher Novels & Stories

"You're beautiful, you know that?" "I don't know any man who likes being called beautiful, Miss Calla. It's not very masculine" "Please call me Olivia. My students call me that and unless you want to roleplay, it's uncomfortable" "Roleplay?" "Yes. You're not into that? Some guy I met a while back introduced me to it. Say, for example, a naughty student getting punished by his teacher but make it R-rated. I can also be a bad girl and let you punish me"

A girl could drown in those eyes and smile while she was doing it. "You know I finished my doctorate today. I did my dissertation defense last month. Your class and one in the English department were my last two hurdles before being completely done. I've applied for teaching positions all over the place but nothing has come through yet. Apparently brand new English PhDs are a dime a dozen at the moment."

Robert had started by enacting like an angry teacher scolding a student for low grades. “ What can I do to improve my grades sir? I am ready to do anything. I will not graduate if I fail and my parents would stop my education”, Jessica had whimpered playing the role of a student in distress. ‘ Well, there is an easy and a hard way. Which do you prefer? “, Robert roleplaying the teacher had spat out with a low guttural growl. “I am not good in studies. Tell me the easy way”, Jessica had whined.

Shit, who would think that my English teacher would have kinky sex? "So you like being tied up and spanked?" I ask, hardly believing what I'm hearing. "Oh yeah! I think it's because I have to be in charge all day long in the classroom, that when I want to relax, I just love being dominated. We role-play a lot." She says as I'm licking her thick nipples. I'm getting nervous that we've been locked in the classroom this long, but I've got to ask a couple more questions. "What's your favorite role-play, Miss Edwards?" I'm cupping her tits now, lifting and massaging them.

Thank God the teacher arrived just exact time the bell rang. "Good morning class. I am your teacher. I am Teacher Gisele your science teacher. I'm looking forward for cooperation since our subject compose of group activities. And that's what I intend to do until the semester end. Am I clear?", Then she began to explain about this and that.

Maybe the lust and crazy desire I was seeing in her eyes. I'm Helen, the computer science teacher. And you?" She smiled, extending a hand for a handshake as if she didn't know all this already. I have been introduced to the other teachers before. "Leo. Math teacher. Nice to meet you," I said flatly, forcing a smile that barely formed. My displeasure at seeing her was obvious and I could tell she knew already. I wanted this to get her pissed and angry so she would leave in disappointment, but it doesn't seem to be working.

My mate is also the Alpha of my pack and it's annoying because he has so much work, it means that we can't get any sweet moment to ourselves. Finally, the bell rings, I waved my students and sighed after they left the room. I pulled out my phone and looked at it for a while. I became a high school teacher once I graduated, a math teacher to be precise. "Jayla!" A teacher comes in, it's the Italian teacher Enzo. "Hey, Enzo. What's up?" I said putting away the phone.

I ask, hardly believing what I'm hearing. "Oh yeah! I think it's because I have to be in charge all day long in the classroom, that when I want to relax, I just love being dominated. We role-play a lot." She says as I'm licking her thick nipples. I'm getting nervous that we've been locked in the classroom this long, but I've got to ask a couple more questions. "What's your favorite role-play, Miss Edwards?" I'm cupping her tits now, lifting and massaging them.

Then the teacher visited their table and exclaimed amusedly. “Aah… Nice! You’ve made them into pills like the recipe suggested. Very good. You can leave the class when you’re done. Raka’s team is also ready in a few minutes, you can go back with them later,” the teacher smiled, looking happily at their still soft pills. Then he waved at Carrola, “Oh, hi, Carrola.” “Teacher Enji,” Carrola inclined his head in respect. “I hope you don’t mind me helping them. My hands feel itchy in this class.”

The popular girls in the front of the room flirt shamelessly with him as we get ready to do some Yoga. I have to stifle a laugh as Ellie mouths “What the fuck” at me from her mat. I will say that Roland is a wonderful teacher. Ellie pretends to struggle more than she should so he will come over to assist her into some of the positions. It’s amusing, and I don’t think the guy cares at all. He appears to enjoy helping her stretch into a pretzel.