It's been a while since I wrote her in FF...
This one's gonna be a three part separate story for each of our favourite girls
Watch out for the titles, it would be a clue on whether it's a continuation or not...

Decades passed and the view of sex had wildly been changed. The way people perceive 'sex' have drastically changed. Especially for those who work in the 'Sex Industry' must obtain advanced skills in order to survive. And for that reason, a specialized school was founded.

Full Bloom Private Academy is the only school in the country that was made especially for the ones whom are going to sell 'Sex' in the future.

A girl stands by the front gates looking – and hoping – that she read her phone wrong. Her flowing red hair sways to the wind as she furiously hit refresh. "From first period, it'll be 'Sex Techniques.'" Refresh. "Shit!" Refresh. "No matter how many times I refresh it, it doesn't change."

The school uniform is decent, to Blossom's utter surprise. A white vest that flowed down to her knees with the school logo on the left side, long sleeved button-up shirt adorning a simple pink necktie, a peach colored mid-thigh skirt and, black knee high socks. Any type of shoes are fine.

'Sex Techniques' is a compulsory course for all students, and the one particular course that is not passed so easily, no matter how bright you are.

"It's the Director!" She heard someone say.

"Oh my God! He's so hot!" Another piped in.

"Good morning Director Brick!" Another squealed.

The Director walked directly towards Blossom, dwarfing her five-three stature with his six feet.

I-it appeared!She thought drastically.

"Good morning, Blossom," he says with his deep voice that made almost every girl in hearing distance swoon, "I hope you have read your schedule."

She gritted her teeth but forced a smile, "Why, yes, I have. I could say that I am NOT looking forward to it, Director Jojo."

He smirked down at her that made her hate him all the more, though deep inside, she's actually impressed how he got to get the school such high praise, "Come. Shall we go, Blossom? It's time for your 'lessons.' We'll level up today too. And I'll teach you plenty of interesting techniques."

Blossom has never heard of the Director ever giving private lessons to any of the students in the history of the Academy, only to her. She should know, she asked.

Blossom is shaking, hands turn to fists, her pink eyes held fury but his red ones held amusement, "Y…you…" she takes a deep breath, "KING OF PERVERTS!"

Moans and groans can be heard across one of the private rooms of the Academy.

Blossom has her hands tied to the bed post held by her pink necktie. Brick pumps his fingers in alternating speeds, from fast to agonizingly slow, his thumb circling her clit. Their tongues battling against each other. The alternating speed of his thrusts keeping her from getting the release she wanted.

"-t me… Let me come… It's suffering…" she begged, her breathing ragged.

Brick lowered his head to the nape of her neck giving her butterfly kisses as he goes. Once he reached the valley between her breasts his kisses got rougher. Blossom's struggling against her binds, her moaning growing louder as his tongue circles around her nipple, not touching the sensitive nub.

"It should be 'Please let me come,' Blossom." Brick said. His tongue darted out and licked her nipple, his teeth grazing the soft flesh as his tongue played with the hard nub.

"P-Plea-ease…" she started, "le-t me… let me come… please…" her body trembling from the extreme pleasure he's giving her and the total control he has over the situation by not giving her release.

His fingers stopped their thrusts and he withdrew his hand as well as his mouth. Blossom whimpered beneath him, losing the pleasure that her body got succumbed into.

Brick gazed down at her.

Her flushed face. The rise and fall of her chest. Her ragged breaths. Lips glossed from their kisses. His marks on her body.

He has never seen anything more beautiful.

"No." he thrusts into her. She screamed from the sudden fullness inside her, filling the room. This was nothing compared to his fingers. It was much more powerful, more demanding.

His mouth returned to her breasts, playing with them. Her back arched for easier access.

The thrusts were fast and powerful. Plowing into her like there was no tomorrow.

Her moans louder as his thrusts goes harder.

Blossom struggles against her binds, pulling on it more than before. Her toes clawing on the bed. Her walls clenched around him. She was close. Oh, so close.

His fingers grazed her chest, travelling lower to where they're connected. His fingers easily found her clit and started playing with almost immediately.

Her walls clenched tighter as she final found the release she craved, but that didn't stop Brick. He kept going.

Her body relaxed for a second before feeling the pleasure all over again. She bit her lip to keep from moaning to no avail.

"Technique lesson is until fourth period." He says, "I won't stop until you completely lose yourself."

"Wha- aahh! St-stop!" she pleaded.

Blossom stayed on the bed, lying on her side with her report card, 'LET'S WORK HARDER' is the only thing on the piece of paper.

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Brick asked, pulling Blossom closer towards him.

Blossom jumped from the sudden act, "I-It's okay! No thanks." She sat up and reached over to get her uniform from the floor, "What the… all the buttons on my shirt fell off."

"I apologize for that," Brick reached over from his side and got his shirt from the floor, "the way I took it off was bad. Here, wear mine."

"Thanks."

"Blossom," Brick started. Blossom's taken aback, he looked serious for once which shocked Blossom, "It's been on my mind for a while now but why did you go to this school?"

"What do you mean?"

"I remember from the interview you said 'I'm interested in sex.' But that's not the case, is it?" He leaned back towards the bed, "There are only two types of people in this school: ones who simply drown in desires and pleasure, and the ones who have nowhere else to go. However, you didn't fit into neither of those categories."

Blossom clutched the shirt tighter to her chest, "W-Well… that sort of thing… it-it's something private."

Brick sat at the edge of the bed, hands together "Hmm…well, that's true. If you don't want to talk about it, then it's fine… However," Brick smirked, "Personally, I'd like to know. No matter what it takes," he chuckled, "Say, Blossom, I have countless ways to make you spit it out. Do you want to try?"

Woo, short... heh...
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