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The Fantasy Serie: 3- The School Girl

Sam was laying on Martin's bed, waiting for him to come home from work. She looked at the clock and sighed. She was waiting for him for about an hour now in this rather uncomfortable outfit. About two weeks ago, she had come home from shopping and had found him in front of a japanese anime with sexy girls in it. That's when she knew how she would get dressed for their little role playing. If only he could hurry, she was getting bored right now, twirling strands of her hair between her fingers.

Just then she heard his key in the door. She sat up and took her position on the bed. She heard him call her name.

"In here!", she shouted from the bedroom.

He still had his head in his mail when he came in the room.

"Have you seen my..."

He stopped when he looked up at her and saw what she was wearing. His eyes went wide and he chuckled.

"Um...Sam you sure you got the right size at the store?"

She was wearing a school uniform but it seemed about two sizes too small. Her white shirt was tied up under her breasts which were threatening to spill out of it and her tie was stopping just before her belly button. Her skirt barely covered her ass and she had white socks that stopped just above her knees and varnished shoes. But the most interesting part of her outfit was her hairstyle. She was wearing two pigtails, tied with some pink ribbons. She didn't respond but just licked her strawberry lollipop lightly, making small sucking noises. Suddenly she began crying and Martin was on the bed to console her.

"Hey sweetie, what's wrong? You know you don't have to do it, if you don't want."

"You have to help me, Professor.", she said, tears running on her cheeks.

That was part of the game? Damn she was a hell of an actress.

"What's wrong?" he asked not really knowing the game. Apparently, he was going to be the teacher and she the student, but he didn't know why she was crying.

"The Director wants to expell me from school."

Martin was confused right now which was cute. He tried to console her when he thought she was crying because of the game. He really was the most gentlemanly man she'd ever known but now she needed to enlight him on her story if she wanted to move on.

"But why does she want to do that?"

"Because she said that my uniform wasn't allowed. But it's not my fault I've gotten this big!"

"Big indeed..." Martin muttered staring at her breasts.
Sam chuckled at his reaction but he didn't even seem to notice, his eyes were glued to her cleavage, heaving at every breath she took.

"And they don't even have bigger uniform so I don't know what to do, Professor. You have to help me."

"Me? But I'm not the Director, like you said, I'm only a professor here."

"I would do anything to stay in this school."

She crawled to the head of the bed, sitting against the headboard while she continued licking at her lollipop. She looked at Martin intensely while she brought her knees in the air and planted her feet on the bed, spreading her legs apart. Martin caught a glimpse of her underwear: plain white cotton panties. This was even more arousing than all the lacy panties she usually wore.

He sat next to her and began stroking her thigh lightly.

"But why do you want to stay so much? You could go to another school."

"No I don't want another school, I want this one."

"Why's that?"

"Well first, because, I would have to tell my parents I got expelled and then they would yell at me. And because, at another school there wouldn't be another Professor Fitzgerald."

Martin didn't catch the meaning of her words right away but when his mind registered she was talking about him, he looked up at her, meeting her feline gaze. He swallowed hard not knowing if he would be able to talk anytime soon.

"Professor, are you alright? You look a little pale."

She was praying Martin wasn't sick otherwise they would have to stop. And she wouldn't want to do that, she was already so turned on by this game, it took her all her self control not to jump at him.

"I'm fine," he managed to articulate. "But I don't see what you want me to do about your situation."

"It's quite simple: I want you to persuade the Director to let me stay at this school."

"But how can I do that? She won't listen to me!"

"You could use your imagination Professor. I'm sure you have plenty of that in that brilliant mind of yours."

She traced the outline of his face and plunged her hands in his hair, bringing his face closer to hers. Martin's breath was labored against her face, she liked having this kind of effect on him.

"But if I do get expelled, I'm sure you'll volunteer to give me private lessons, won't you?"

"Uh...Sure. What subject do you want me to teach you?"

She darted her tongue to lick her lollipop again and again, making Martin sweat when he saw her red tongue playing with the tip of her candy.

"Sex."

He coughed, not really believing what she had just said.

"Sex?"

She nodded.

"You see Professor, I don't know what happens to me, but every time I see you I feel weird, like I have a million butterflies in my stomach trying to escape."

She took his right hand and placed it on her panties. Martin groaned, she was already so wet.

"And I don't know if this is normal or not. You have to teach me everything, Professor."

"Okay Samantha, I will teach you, but you have to promise this will be our secret."

She nodded solemnly.

"Because if the Director finds out, we would both be expelled, you understand?"

"Believe me I won't tell her anything."

"So let's get started. Finish your candy quickly, we have work to do."

She munched her lollipop and put the stick on the nighstand.

"Have you ever kissed a boy, Samantha?"

She looked at him, a little shy and shook her head.
"Boys in my class are so stupid, they just want to pull my hair."

"Don't worry, it will come naturally. I'm going to kiss you now, is that okay?"

She nodded. He bent his head towards her and kissed her lips gently at first and after a few seconds he ran his tongue over her lips to seek entrance in her mouth which she gladly granted. They kissed like that for a few minutes and when Martin broke apart from her, she groaned at the loss. He was such a good kisser! She would have liked to have him for her real first kiss.

"Lay down," he whispered.

As she did so, he took his jacket and tie off, climbing on top of her and starting to kiss her again. He wasn't frantic but really tender and slow. Guess, she would have to wait for her release, she thought.

His hands reached her sides, tickling her slightly. She giggled and writhed beneath him.

"Professor Fitzgerald!" she said out of breath. "Stop teasing me, I'm very ticklish."

"Samantha, lesson N°1: teasing and foreplay are very important in sexual intercourse. Remember that."

"So I can tease all I want?", she asked hopefully as her right hand reached for his erection, massaging it.

Martin moaned, the game was backfiring at him.

"Let's not abuse a good thing, shall we?"

He took her hand away and reached for her ear lobe with his lips, knowing it was one of her sensitive spots. She groaned and rose her hips towards his when he nipped at her neck.

"You like that?", he asked in a husky voice.

"Yeaaaaah," she said, losing her patience.

He was playing with her so much that her head was spinning and breathing was becoming hard.

"Lesson N°2: you have to seek for your partner's sensitive areas to give him more pleasure."

She brought her hand on his crotch again and grabbed him harder.

"Like this?"

He hissed, damn she wasn't going to change her mind!

"No Samantha, that's not a sensitive area, that's a weak spot. And you don't want our game to be over yet, do you?"

She pushed him to roll them over so she could be on top.

"I don't want our game to finish but I don't want to be the only one who's teased."

"Good Samantha, you're taking initative."

She unbuttoned his shirt and push it off his shoulders. He sat up to do the same for her, untying her tie and plunging his head in her breasts, licking them like he knew she loved. She grasped a handful of his hair, tugging at it while she moaned loudly, grinding her hips into his. He took advantage of her hazed state to roll them over again, to take his initial position. He fondled her breasts, played with them, making her whimper with desire. He loved her breasts, of course he was a guy, but Sam's were perfect: great size, firm and soft and they fit perfectly in his hands.

He sucked her nipples, first the right then the left while his right hand was inching its way up her inner thigh. Her skin was so warm and smooth, he never seemed to have enough of her. He pushed her further into the mattress, pressing his erection on her crotch. She threw her head backwards and moaned loudly. He had never seen her so loud before, but then he had never teased her so much either. He went southward, kissing and licking her bellybutton and all the while trying to keep her hips motionless on the bed. She was becoming restless he could tell but it was only payback for her teasing with Santa when she couldn't stop bouncing on him.

She was wearing a cute little skirt but he needed to take it off of her. Once it was done he shed his pants and boxers and looked at Sam with her white cotton panties, breathing hard and went back to her lower belly licking the skin there whereas his hands lowered her panties past her hips, all the way down her legs, caressing every part of her beautiful legs and taking off her socks and shoes. He looked at her face and saw that she was so frustrated and close that there were tears in her eyes.

"Ready to take the lesson to the next level, Samantha?"

She blinked and tears ran down her cheeks while she nodded. He felt so bad right now for teasing her so much and making her cry that he crawled over her body and kissed her deeply, hoping he could show her how much he loved her with this simple act. He slowly pushed into her and she gasped at the feeling, already falling to the ege. Martin stilled his movements. Wow! He knew she was close but he had no idea she was this close! He resumed his movements and kissed her lips, thrusting his tongue in her mouth, mirroring the movements of his lower body.

He set a faster pace, wanting her to catch up with him. He wanted to make it up to her so he brought her legs around his hips and fingered her clit to help her reach her climax.

After a few thrusts, she was there for the second time tonight, screaming his name like she had never done before. Surely his neighbors would be giving him some dark glances when he'd see them in the hallway but he didn't care. He wanted to pleasure Sam and by the sounds of her screams, he was thinking he did alright! He could concentrate on his pleasure now as, after a few thrusts, he came, panting her name in her ear. He rolled over her and brought her to him as they embraced tightly.

"I'm sorry.", he whispered.

She looked up from his chest and smiled.

"It's okay. I enjoyed it afterwards."

"So I noticed. I think we'll be going to your place for at least a week to let my neighbors sleep."

She laughed and blushed.

"Sorry."

"Hey don't apologize, I love it when you scream my name. You know what you could do for your school uniform though?"

She shook her head.

"You go to a tailor and tell him to make one at your size. And then you send the bill to the Director."

"You know what, Professor? I think that's a great idea, I knew you were very smart."

They laughed and covered themselves with the covers, letting sleep overtake them.

TBC