#teacher/student roleplay

[oddballwriter]

Extra Credit

Summary: You and Steven decide to do some roleplay in the bedroom.

Warnings: Teacher/student relationship ROLEPLAY. Roleplay kink/roleplay for sex. Gender, pronouns, and sex anatomy of the reader is not specified but they are the one doing the penetrating (you can envision it as a dick or a strap-on. Male/Character receiving penetration. Steven being a bottom. Praise kink (character receiving). Dom reader/Sub Steven. 

Author’s Snip: I was originally going to have the reader in the 'sub' roles for this but after someone gave me the idea to have Marc in the sub role for his part of the roleplay I decided that all three of them get to be the sub roles because they deserve to be submissive for once. I also was planning on having all three of the boys together but I decided that I'm going to give you all a treat and give you separate ones of the boys for this idea.

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

Word Count: 1,614

Checking that your outfit and things are right you send Steven a text that you're ready and waiting on him. You hear a knock on the front door of the flat, you know that means that the scene has begun. You take a breath to get into character and walk your way to the door from the desk, opening it to reveal Steven.

"Hello, professor." Steven smiles, nervously standing. You sense that the nervousness is from having to keep to his role but treat it like it's part of the roleplay. "Hello, Steven," you greet with a warm smile, "Come on in. I'm glad you could make it," you say as you step aside to let him in. "Well, you know, it's a bit important," Steven says as he walks in and stands just inside the flat instead of going someplace more inside the flat. After all, this is 'your' place in this scenario. "That it is." you respond.

After a brief moment and a slightly awkward glance from Steven he finally speaks, "I'm very sorry to have to come to you in your own home. I know I'm meant to see you during your office hours." he states. "It's alright, Steven. Usually, I do have students talk to me outside of class during office hours only but I figured you would be a worthy exception," you claim. "Here," you place a hand on his lower back and gently guide him around, grabbing a chair from another spot and setting it next to, his, your desk, "Make yourself comfortable.".

Steven nods and sits down in the chair, your hand slides up from his back to his shoulder as he does so. "Would you like something to drink?" you ask, "Water, tea, coffee, a glass of wine maybe? You seem a bit tense." you list with a bit of a joke at the end. Steven gives a timid laugh and says no. You nod and move towards the desk chair to have a seat, in the process, your hand leaves Steven's shoulder which irks a micro reaction out of him that you ignore.

You pull up a fake grade sheet that you made for this role-play to pretend to look at and be fake disappointed by. You sigh, "I'll be honest with you Steven. Your grade doesn't look too good. You're just under the bar for a passing grade." you explain to him. "I know," Steven mumbles. "I want to say that I'm willing to round it up but it's low enough that that's not possible," you claim while giving him a pitying look. "You're a clever man and a very well-mannered student, Steven." you place a hand on his knee, "I hate to see you struggling so, especially so close to the end of the course," you mention.

"Is there anything I can do?" Steven asks before clearing his throat, "I need to pass this to get the credits in." he tells you with his little doe eyes. You notice him crossing his legs, something he does when he has an erection and wants to hide it but in the process he makes himself smaller. You move in closer.

"Do you think I could do something for extra credit? Something that could make it to the range where you can round it up, or... something?" Steven stammers. You can see the blush on his face and sense the heat radiating off his body by touching his thigh. You bite your lip and keep going. "I wish I could but I don't do extra credit, you know that," you say.

"Maybe you could make another exception for me," Steven suggests with a labored huff. You look at him, seeing his red blushed cheeks and seeing the look in his eyes. He's definitely becoming more comfortable with this judging by his stammering turning into the lightly pitch strained tone that he gets when he's turned on.

"Steven," you mutter, "You're awfully tense and warm." you say as you touch his forehead and chest, "Are you alright?" you fake your concern more and get up to get him some water.

"Are you sure I can't do anything to get you to give me some point?" he huffs abruptly as he leans into the touch a bit as it leaves.

You act like you just realized what he's getting at. "I don't think that would be right," you say making your tines more clearly faked as you say "Students and professors aren't supposed to be doing things together outside of the normal relationship they're meant to have.". You start to massage his shoulder a bit, your touch going from 'accidental' to teasing. Steven crosses his legs tighter, "I won't tell if you won't, professor.".

  It’s off to the races from there. A kiss turns into a sloppy one, into Steven grabbing at whatever he can on your body and you the same but also taking on leading him into standing up and stumbling around. Steven lets you lead the way to the bed but has dropped the part about not knowing the layout of the flat, which you don’t mind, wanting the same thing he does. 

  You lay Steven on the bed, on his back, bending over him, and stood between his legs so that he couldn’t close them. Your mouth moves from his lips to his neck to gently kiss and suck at certain spots as your hands paw and grip at his waist and hips, Steven letting out soft moans as you do so. “Are you sure you want to do this? I can just give you the points if you want to change your mind,” you whisper in his ear. “Keep going.” he pleads through a breath, gripping at the waist of your pants. “Don’t rush it, Steven. I’m not going to just take what I want.” you say as you lift your head to look at him, “I don’t want to hurt my favorite student after all, hm?” you hum. 

  More sloppy kisses are given before you carefully unbutton his shirt and then open the button of his pants, gliding your hands on his hot skin causing him to squirm. “You’re so sensitive.” you chuckle, “Are you always like this?” you ask, slowly coaxing his pants off as you talk. Steven nods, turning away to hide his face. You use one of your hands to make him look back at you, “Don’t be shy about it. It’s cute.” you coo. “It makes me wonder how sensitive it is inside of you.”, you push another kiss on the pulse of his neck and feel his heartbeat through his skin. 

  You get his pants and briefs off, revealing his aching cock, already collecting precum on the tip. Without much thought, you move down to lick it off which earns a loud whine from the poor Steven. You decide that you don’t want to torture him any longer and back away to get ready. After fumbling around and placing lube, you go back to being over him, lining up with Steven’s entrance. “Are you ready?” you ask, Steven nods and so you push into him slowly, “Just relax for me.” you direct. Very slowly, you push in and out of him letting him get used to the feeling. Soon his soft grunts turn back into moans. 

  “There you go.” you praise. 

  Steven covers his mouth to hide his moans as you speed up to a regular pace. “Why are you hiding your moans? I want to hear you,” you tease as you go in deeper, making Steven let out an audibly loud moan even with his hand muffling it. Steven takes his hand away to say “I don’t want anyone else to hear~” in a whine. You take to opportunity to catch his hand with yours while you thrust into him, pinning his wrists above his head and using one hand to keep them there while your other hand goes back to holding his hips steady. “They won’t care. They don’t need to know you’re getting fucked for a better grade.” you taunt. 

  As you keep going moans and loud whines fall out of Steven. You’re sure that at this point no one cares when you two have sex, probably having gotten used to tuning out the muffled sound of Steven getting it through the walls.  

  At a certain point, you both get more desperate, your thrusts get sloppier and Steven, now too preoccupied with the pleasure he’s receiving, is bucking his hips to try and get more by trying to move with you. The hand that was holding Steven’s wrists is gone but Steven doesn’t cover his mouth with them now. Now he digs his nails into your back for dear life as he tries to get to his release. “Keep going! Please~” he begs, “I’m close!” he claims. “ I know,” you reply, “I’m almost there too.”. 

  Steven starts to let out more high-pitched whines and arch his back, you just keep going, knowing that he’s getting ready to come. “Come on, Steven,” you pant, “Let it all out for me. Come for me like you want that grade.” you encourage. He takes your harsher near-climax thrusts.

  “You’re being such a good boy.” you praise.

  And like you snipped a rubber band, Steven’s body lets him come at your words. He rides it out while you thrust out your own and finish. Both of you are sweating panting messes snapping out of the daleriam you put yourselves in. 

After catching your breath you look back at Steven. “That was fun,” you comment as you kiss his cheek. “We should try this again sometime.”. Steven nods. 

Taglist: @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

[scruus]

Aventurine would brag about being the dominant one in the relationship all day. Flexing how you’re putty in his hands and such a cute little baby. Being his sub and such an obedient little one.

When everyone knows what an absolute whore he is behind the curtains. Screaming and begging for you to ruin his mind when your cock plunges deep inside. So cockdrunk he wants to be impregnated and being treated like a filthy mutt. All he wants is to get on your nerves the entire day, so when finally the sun shys away, he spreads his legs apart (or mouth open) to be treated like a pornographic cumdump.

[collaredswitchacademic]

I need to do professor role play with someone so badly. I need a mean professor who’s going to grade my paper while fucking me. Chastising me for every little unnecessary space or minor mistakes in my APA or Harvard citations. Take your red pen and make me bleed, fuck me over your desk. Cooing in my ear that a couple small mistakes could really fuck over my research. He fucks me really hard and chastises me when I mess up while reading my paper aloud because it feels too good. Thrusting himself deep inside me, filling me up and calling me a desperate whore for my grades. “You wouldn’t have to work as hard as you do if you just let me fuck you like this, sweetheart. Pathetic worthless boy, so needy for his professors’ cock.”

Then he makes me cock warm him while he grades papers, occasionally thrusting into my boy cunt to tease me further. Moaning in my ear to make it harder and telling me, “You’re such a good slut for your professor, such a good hole.”

(I wrote this because I’m working on a final paper and presentation for a class and I’m tired, need to cum instead of working. I’m also a psychology major so I’m always tired bro. So any mean doms who want to act like a professor, please hmu. I am also willing to be that professor dominant but be warned, I might make you write lines. I’m a stickler for good grammar & spelling.)

[marejuka]

Crush on my teacher pt.2 tehe pt1 here

!TW! cnc

Maybe after the hook up we had he cant think of anything else but my body. Everytime im in his class he cant keep his head right and starts staring at me,all the other Students make jokes hes in love with me.

I just brush them off and say that they are crazy for that,in secret i desire him too..

I want nothing but his older hands on my young body, after a few weeks i Show up at his house.

I wore my fav dress,pretty underwear and my best perfume. He lets me inside and we start chatting as if im not his Student and this isnt allowed. He gives me wine and we sit down,talk about everything,but everytime i make a move he backs away. Its weird because he seemd to crave me so bad and now he isnt even looking at my clavage.

I get dissier and Number every second..there was something in my wine...?

When i cant move normaly anymore he starts groping me and undressing my body. I moan and plead,i can feel his dick getting so hard from my whimpers.

He starts Fingering me and my pussy is getting embarresing wet from him assaulting me. While he pulls his dick out he keeps telling me what hes gonna do to me and that i should be happy that he didnt beat me up to get me weak.

He makes me cry and whimper his Name all night long.

On the next Day i Wake up covered in bruises and his cum still in my holes

[midnight-roses-candy]

Society's/cishet men's weird obsession with youth means that teacher/student roleplay scenarios are wasted on high school students whereas the scenarios are much better (and many more possibilities) with college students and professors.

[gutsncore]

Being so devoid of praise that when the attractive teacher that teaches your class leans down over your desk and praises you in a low growl next to your ear that it's so hard not to rub your thighs together and stifle a small moan.

And the best thing is they can tell it affects you. So they never stop.

[arlathen]

it sucks that solas has, like, trauma associated with Being The Dread Wolf because i KNOW amadea would eat up "innocent elven maiden is corrupted by the dread wolf" roleplay.

[clairedaring]

Here is the secret given by Mr. Sophon. Mr. Sophon? Is he your math teacher? Yes. But this is a secret. I've never seen these questions before. Are they different from what he taught you? I have no idea. But I just know those students who got coached by him always had good grades.

BAD GENIUS THE SERIES (2020) | 1.01

[littleditzy]

hi my little princess. Daddy would love to roleplay with you as your teacher and make you into my class pet. The one daddy can have fun with. There's so much we can do. Hope to hear from you soon.

-🐂

Hi 🐂 anon, thankyouu for this🙈

I would love to be a class pet for you daddyy🥹🎀 Please dm me

[marejuka]

I have a fantasy of my french teacher Stalking me,

he follows me but never interacts with me.

And one Day he randomly adresses me on the street,he asks me if i want a Coffee and that he wants to talk to me about my Grades (i just g3t too Horny in his class and cant keep on track)

when we are in his home we first just start talking,but then he gets closer and closer until we kiss on the Couch and make out like animlas in heat,hes older than me and my teacher, hes feeling guilty of making a stupid young girl moan his name

The guilt was over when he took off my thin dress to Grab my knees and spreading my legs. I grabbed his hair while he ate my pssy. The tension rised when he pushed a Finger in my tight pussy,he immediately realises how tight i am. He knows that his dicks gonna streatch me out really rough but he cant go back now

Imma moan his Name so often that he will get flashbacls in class when i call him

OMG HES JUST SO HOT PLS LET ME SUCK UR DICKKKKKKK

[bunnyaudios]

I want to be your teacher. I've been failing you on purpose, waiting, praying. Finally, you come to me asking for something to boost your grade. You're so shocked when I tell you exactly what I want, but the way your face flushes and you press your thighs together is the only answer I need. Fuck your throat feels so good. You look so pretty crying as you choke on my dick. Do you like that vibrator? Is it enough? No? You want my thick cock instead? Too bad.

No please! I'll be good, Sir. I want it so bad. I want your amazing cock inside me. I'll be so good. I'll be your little student for as long as you'll let me be on your cock. Just please. Please more!

[ml-goggles]

"Mr. Sullivan, come see me after class."

I have a need to see Jamie in a skirt.

[midnight-roses-candy]

Teacher-student roleplay subverted by the student controlling a remote vibrator on the teacher so the teacher has to try to finish the lesson while getting increasingly flustered.

[porkcracker]

KINKTOBER DAY 2 - ROLEPLAY

Pairing:Perceptor/Brainstorm

Continuity:IDW

After agreeing to have an erotic roleplay, Brainstorm and Perceptor use the next pit stop of the Lost Light to play out their fantasy.

It had been surprisingly easy for Brainstorm to get Perceptor to agree to an erotic roleplay. The decision of what kind of roles they would be playing had taken far longer, until they had finally decided to play both scenarios. In the face of that agreement, the decision about which scenario would go first had been made relatively easily. As such, the next time the Lost Light docked in a space port, the two scientists used their opportunity.

In retrospect, the scenario was by far not creative, but neither of them cared as they watched each other in the dimly lit room. Sitting properly at his desk and straight in his high-backed chair, Perceptor watched keenly as Brainstorm shuffled from one pede to the other in a show of insecurity and shyness. The fliers optics were averted, but they flicked to look at Perceptor every so often as the silence lingered. Then finally Perceptor talked, making Brainstorm jump a little as he snapped to attention, his optics turning to look at Perceptor.

"You're a very promising student, Brainstorm. One of my best, I would even say, but you have been distracted lately. You don't pay attention when I talk, you can't answer the questions, your participation in class has dropped, and by all means, I could fail you this class. What is wrong with you? Has something happened? You know you can talk to me, Brainstorm.", As he started his little talk, Perceptor's voice was stern and chiding, but the last sentence had his tone grow softer and warmer. With his full attention on his favorite student, Perceptor noted the way that his wings lowered and his optics avoided his own. His words were followed by silence, and when Brainstorm made no sign of replying, Perceptor sighed and made a dismissive gesture. "I can't help you if you don't talk to me. You can go, Brainstorm,", he stated politely as he returned his attention to the datapads on his desk.

When pedesteps echoed through the empty room, Perceptor assumed that Brainstorm was leaving, right up until his student's voice sounded far closer to him than the flier had previously been. Lifting his helm, Perceptor jumped a little when he found himself almost olfactory to olfactory with Brainstorm. "Brainstorm, please move b-" "It's your fault, professor.", The words were mumbled, but the close position of Brainstorm still made them quite audible.

Perceptor's intake dropped a little in offense. "Excuse me, what's that supposed to mean?". The jet shuffled on his pede again before meeting Perceptor's optics for the first time in the session. Whereas he had previously been looking to the side shyly, Brainstorm's optics were now filled with determination. "I-it's your fault, professor. I can't focus because I keep getting distracted by your optics, and you're so smart, and *you got such a nice aft*.", The difference between the students shy admission and Brainstorm's momentary character break made a small arc of charge run down Perceptor's back strut. He gave Brainstorm a short look but didn't break character to scold him further.

"That is very flattering, but I must insist that you not let yourself get sidetracked by something so frivolous. Your education is far more important,", Perceptor tried to gently explain. It was not the first time the professor had heard a student say that they liked Jim, but it was the first time a student said it to his faceplate. "You don't understand, professor. I can't get you out of my processor. Kissing you is all I can think about,", Brainstorm emphasized, giving a pleading look to his professor.

The outcry made Perceptor hesitate. It was against the rules to enter a relative with his students, but it would be such a shame to rob the scientific community of a bright processor like Brainstorm's simply because the mech had a crush. Maybe…he tried to push the thought away, but in the end, he gave in. "Come here, Brainstorm. " His voice was calm, and he watched as Brainstorm carefully stepped into his space until there was almost no air between them. The students gaze curious, hopeful, and wary at the same time.

Quickly, before he could change his mind, Perceptor grabbed Brainstorm's helmvents and pulled the flier into a kiss. Derma on derma, it felt electric, and it was over in a klik. Perceptor pulled back to look up at his student. "Will you now be able to concentrate?" The question had just left him, that he was suddenly pressed into the chair, one of Brainstorm's servos intertwined with each of his own and pressed to the chair's armrest, but it wasn't what Perceptor focused on. No, the professor was focused on the way his usually quiet and shy student kissed him deeply and passionately, his derma parting in a gasp that Brainstorm quickly used to push his glossa inside to map out the quickly blushing professor's intake.

It didn't end there; each time Brainstorm pulled back, just so Perceptor tried to tell his student that they could not do this. Until suddenly Brainstorm pulled fully away, and Perceptor blushed deeper as a disappointed whine slipped past his derma. Now it was the professor who avoided his students' optics but quickly found digits on his chin, making him look at Brainstorm. "Professor Perceptor, if you really don't want this, I'll never touch you again, I promise.", The serious tone made it clear that his student was being truthful, and his optics showed that he was clearly begging him to say he wanted it too.

With a sigh, Perceptor gave up and quietly replied:"I do want, but that doesn't mea- *aah* N-not here, you can't-", the professor jumped as Brainstorm at his admission surged forward, fully trapping the professor in his chair, and then ground his panel into the professors, cutting his words off with his own. "I can; I have waited so long. No one's here to see you, except for me, professor. ", to emphasize his point, Brainstorm ground his panel against the professor's again and  again.It didn't take long for the microscopes panel to open, revealing an already half-pressurized spike and a surprisingly wet valve. 

Perceptor looked away in shame, and Brainstorm's optics widened in surprise before brightening with arousal. "To think you protested so much, professor, and then you pop your panel so easily to show me your pretty, wet valve. I think you wanted me just as much as I do you,", Brainstorm cooed at the professor, delighting in the blush on his faceplate, before opening his own panel and pressurizing his spike. "Don't worry, professor, I got just what you need.". Still pinning Perceptor to his chair, Brainstorm moved closer until he could easily push his spike into his conjunx's valve, moaning at the feeling.

Once fully seated, Brainstorm dropped the role of a shy student with a crush on his professor completely and simply shifted his attention to fragging his adorably blushing conjunx. The easy slide of his spike and the wet noise each thrust resulted in made it quite clear that Perceptor had enjoyed the scenario just as much as he had, a fact that pleased Brainstorm greatly. Leaning forward, he pressed Perceptor deeper into the seat, nearly folding him with the way he was lifting his lower body to better thrust. He lowered his faceplate next to Perceptor's audial and whispered quietly, "Isn't this nice? Having someone admire you so much that they're willing to break rules to be with you? Your valve is so wet for me; it's amazing. If I were actuall your student, you wouldn't be able to hold any lesson without having to worry that your panel might pop with how much you want me.". 

The idea was ludicrous; if Perceptor had been a professor, he would have never interfaced or otherwise intimately interacted with a student. Nonetheless, he overloaded with a loud moan around Brainstorm's spike, valve clenching down needily, and his conjunx followed not long after, watching with delight how Perceptor was venting heavily and his optics had rolled back, lubricant and transfluid running down his aft and into the seat cushion.

[blossom-boo]

hm. what if i dressed kris in a little schoolgirl skirt and put ribbons in his hair, then i bend him over my desk and tell him needs to take my cock if he wants that exxxtra credit he needs to pass

[findroleplay]

32F looking for other 21+ writers for an age gap student/teacher 1x1 on Discord. I would like to play the young female student in the dynamic, and so I'm looking for someone to play the older male or female teacher. I'm thinking the student is around 21 and the teacher could be 40+

I don't have a set plot in mind, so this is definitely something we can discuss and flesh out together! Please note that I am not looking for something that is just solely smut based. While I am happy with NSFW themes and smut, I do not wish for it to be the main part of the plot. So, if I get the sense that you're just using me for a fetish thing and you have no intention of fleshing out a whole storyline I will cut ties. I want to write the whole forbidden love, sneaking around, the tension of going back and forth between knowing its wrong but being unable to stay away from one another. I'm also not looking for a power in balance, I love the age gap ships where it's somewhat equal but naturally sometimes it can come into play. I want them to be soulmates, planning a future together while doing their best to keep everything a secret.

If you're someone who is a fan of headcanons, gushing over the ship, sending muse/inspo, having an organised server, using tupper, overall becoming besties, and this plot interests you then give this a like and I'll message you as soon as I can!

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