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The new Girl [Panties & Ruphhausin]

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Dirty Panties

Super-Earth
Joined
Oct 9, 2009
A pair of dark hazel eyes traveled up to look at the school in front of her and her heart pounded. She was from out of the Usa so she knew that it would take time to actually know every word of the English language. But she could speak it well enough to carry on quite a long conversation. Margo was her name, her hair was long dark chocolate brown that hung down to her shoulders blades. Her skin was fair, not very tanned but it soon would be. Her body was toned though as she was at the gym almost every other day. She stood tall at 5'9'', her breasts were a nice 38 C and her stomach was firm and toned, nicely flat. She wore a white button up shirt, a red jacket over it that matched and a short black and red plaid skirt that hung around her mid thighs. She had received her uniform yesterday after she had registered after luckily having an extra one and not having to order a new one.

Stepping forward, her heels clicked upon the cement ground before she entered the school. She had registered with school yesterday so she had her paper already. She had five minutes before class started, so which only gave her five minutes to figure out where everything was. including her first class which she quickly tried to find, stepping into the classroom once the bell rang ands he gave a soft sigh. Looking around, she saw all of the new faces and the faces that were looking at her quite oddly. She stepped forward and moved to the nearest empty desk, sitting down as her bag was placed onto the floor next to her feet and her eyes traveled down as she waited for the teacher to step in.
 
Jean Paul stood at the head of the class after stepping into the room, and he spotted Margo immediately. He had been the person who had been sent to quietly review her record and decide if she was right for the exchange program. She was right, alright... she was far ahead of her own class at home, and she was actually ahead of the accelerated class he put her in under his supervision. He smiled at her discreetly, giving the class the entire curriculum for the school year. He informed them all that they would have their other teachers give them the specifics on the rest of the subjects, but he addressed what he was teaching, which was Advanced Literature and Accelerated History.

"You all need to understand that this track is for you to graduate ahead of your other schoolmates to entire college level work. Remember also that you are able to get all of this done in a year, so do very well on each test, and you will be able to pass sooner. The day is short as most of the teachers are only going over the syllabus of each subject so do try and get a jump on things to stay on track. Class is dismissed. Margo.. you need to stay after... I must talk to you."

None of the other teenagers though this strange, and soon, Margo was alone with Jean Paul, who was ready to begin the real reason she was even there.
 
Though she did a bit, but she complied and waited for the students to leave before she stood from her desk. "I.. thought today was the first day of school, Mr. Paul." She said softly with her Russian accent and her eyes traveled up to look to him. She held her bag upon her shoulder as her high heels clicked upon the tiled flooring of the class, standing in front of his desk. "What is it that you need?" She asked and looked towards the window in the door as the door muffled the noises from outside in the hallway.

The laughing, the yelling the slamming of lockers and creaking hinges of opening ones. Her eyes closed for a mere second before re-opening. She was never told before she came to school that her teacher would have her stay after. Maybe he was trying to be kind and get her started on the right road to success like most teachers did for some select students.
 
Jean smiled at Margo, very pleased with her reaction as he really wanted her to be surprised with both of the things that was going to happen today.

"Margo, I have to apologize to you, because now I feel bad. The tests that were given to you when you were accepted to the program... well those were not the placement tests... those were the final comprehensives. Officially, you already have passed all of the course work for credit for your first year."

His green eyes watched hers as he spoke, smiling as he wanted her to understand that she now was a year ahead of all of the other students. He then moved and took her hand, smiling as now they were alone and they would be for the next several hours.

"I also took the liberty of taking over all of your time here in America, as you will not have to go to every class every day, we have more time for your specialized education. You see Margo.. I really like you very much.. and I want you to stay long after your two years is completed. I can do that for you if you want.. but you have to know that I expect you to be very grateful."
 
"Comphrehensive finals? But we paid for me to get my lessons for this school year." She spoke, her hand upon the desk as she looked to him. She was a year ahead all ready and all she did was pass a few tests, maybe America was better after all and she sighed before looking back to her teacher. Feeling his hand grasp hers, half tempted to pull away but that would seem rude to him if she did.

"You.. took over my time?" She asked and tilted her head to the side, was he now taking her in for the time she was here in America until the day that she decided to leave the Americas and back to her homeland? She sighed and swallowed lightly, "I would be very Grateful, Mr. Paul." She nodded her head. "My Specialized Education?" She asked, confused a bit on what he meant by that.
 
Jean continued to smile, seeing that Margo was a little confused on the first part of what he said. He moved where he sat her down on the front of his desk, on hand resting on her shoulder as he began to explain. As he did this, he massaged her there with kneading movements to relax her, but also to convey his position of control.

"Margo, your parents are going to be reimbursed for the next two years. Your grades qualified you for a full tuition, and that means your family are being refunded all their money. That means that you are at the top of the lists for all of the financial aid for exchange students."

He smiled with his eyes, as he wanted her to understand that part very much as he then told her the next part.

'I want you to understand that you did so on your own intelligence, because I want you to understand that when I say I like you, it is because of you and not anything you can do to pass. You have passed all of your requirements for this year.. and your Specialized Education is about my showing you what a woman can do for a man."

His hand moved down her arm and to her thigh, stroking and teasing it very sensually. He wanted her to know her grades were not in factor by him touching her, meaning it was not harassment and she could freely enjoy it.
 
Hearing him speak she nodded her head slowly, "Oh.." She whispered as she began to understand what he meant. That was good, that her parents would be reimbursed. They'd have their money back and they could now keep it or spend it as they pleased. She was kept in good hands, since she was in America and her parents stayed back in Russia. Though feeling his hand on her shoulder she stepped around and sat down onto the edge of the desk as her eyes traveled up to his and she smiled softly. Once sitting down, her panties showing underneath her skirt, which she didn't really even noticed.

Especially as he was making her feel relaxed with each touch of his hand upon her body. "By showing me, what a woman can do for a man?" She spoke softly, tilting her head to the side. "And what can I do for you?" She asked, if he did this of course she had to be grateful for it and needed to do things that would at least repay him. Though she thought of it as to be in money or as in some kind of work.

But when she felt his hand against her thigh she breathed in, "Mr...Mr. Paul." She stammered and her hand moved to rest on his, it felt good and her breath grew a bit laboured but she pushed it down her smooth leg a bit. Until she realized that indeed it wasn't harrassment but her cheeks still blushed as her hand moved off of his hand, her heart pounding in her chest.
 
Jean returned his hand to Margo's thigh, the other sliding up the other at the same time. His hands pushed up her skirt, his thumbs finding her clit under her panties. He kneaded her lovely pearl under her panties. He continued to look into her lovely dark hazel eyes, his mouth suddenly finding hers and kissing her wantonly ass he move his hands to the top of her panties. He wiggled, working them off of her body and down her legs. He moved one hand under the waistband no matter where the state of them were, and he had his hand there stroking and teasing her pussy as he slowly broke the kiss.
 
She felt.. wrong doing this. Her hand once more moving to his hand but the moment it pressed into her panties against her clit she lost control of thought. She gasped out, her hips suddenly spreading as her back arched and her head tilted backwards with a whimpered cry of pleasure. Though she groaned lightly as his lips pressed to her own, her eyes closing and she breathed in. Lifting her hips up as her panties were pulled off, her pussy growing more and more wet from the attention that he was giving it. "Is.. is this.. what a woman.. does for a man..?" She panted, asking softly.
 
Jean nodded as he moved kiss and nibble on Margo's neck, his fingers moving inside of her pussy as his other hand unzipped his trousers. He did not do anything just yet, continuing to talk to her the entire time for the moment to continue reassuring her of what was happening. As he responded to her question, he made certain to detail thing the way she needed to hear them.

"Yes, Margo. This is one of the things a woman does for a man who likes her and does things for her. I want you to know what this is is a special and wonderful thing..."

He let her feel the head of his cock, it's large size something of pride to him. He was quite large and wide, but he only moved the head against her clit and lips for the time being.
 
Margo was still a little unsure of things, feeling his lips and teeth scraping along her neck and her eyes closed. Though when he spoke she knew that he wasw speaking of the truth, he had to be to make her feel this comfortable. And to sound so sure of himself she nodded her head, "Okay, I shall try." She said softly, hearing his zipper slowly being undone and only seconds passed before she took a sharp breath in.

She felt the head of his cock softly and slowly rubbing up and down her pussy lips, sliding in a bit against her clit which caused her to whimper slightly at the pleasure of it. She swallowed, her clit having never been touched was so sensitive to anything as it caused her body to jump at the feeling of it.
 
Jean knew Margo was a virgin, but her parents didn't and that was the point. He moved his mouth to her ear, telling her more of what he was going to do to her. He wanted her to know he wanted her, and just how he was going to teach her to be his and his alone.

"I want you, Margo, and I think that I can help bring your family here if you want. I will do that anyway, but I really want you to let me make you a whole woman as only a real America man can. I am going to fuck you now, right here... among other things... and you are going to have to trust me because some of it is going to hurt.. and I hurt only out of desire for you.."

He pushed his cock inside her, getting half of his sixteen inches inside her with one thrust.
 
Moments passed and she was frightened a bit, it would hurt? She wanted to move if it would hurt why would it be pleasurable though when he said it would only hurt out of desire for her. She felt a little better but knowing that it would still worried her. She opened her mouth to speak, nothing escaped but a surprised cry of pain as he pushed his cock inside of her. Her hands swiftly moving up and onto his shoulders with a whimper, "P-please.." she stammered as his cock stretched her walls widely. Her teeth gritting and she cried out once more. Thankfully to the noise of the kids out in the hall her cries were muffled as her thighs were spread wide.

Though only getting half of his sixteen inches in, she jerked and whimpered as she felt a sharp pain inside of her. Something broke and she knew what it was, her virginity and her eyes watered as a bit of blood seeped out and down his cock.
 
Jean caressed her shoulders, moving his hands to make her look into his eyes. He was intense, but had a genuine affection for her that was showing even though he was going to continue. He kissed her with lustful passion, pushing more of his cock inside of her until all of it was deep inside of her. He then broke the kiss slowly, looking deep into her hazel orbs again.

"The pain is nothing compared to the pleasure you will get from it. I know ways to make you cum that even you will never want me to stop, Margo."

He then slowly and steadily started to move, making his extraction and thrusting out and in impossible to resist as his hands move to take her top off.
 
Margo breathed in and moaned softly into the deep, passionate kiss and she leaned forward into the kiss as she found herself getting lost inside of it. Thoguh he pulled away and she gave a light cry out as he pushed himself deeper into her. She gasped and nodded her head, "P-please.. don't stop.. now." She whispered as it was already starting to feel good and she moaned. Her arms raising up to help him get her shirt off and her back arched.

She gasped as he began to thrust into her body, her walls tight around him as her body squeezed him. Needing him deep inside of her and she criedo ut softly.
 
Jean moved her body where she was flat on her back on the desk, and he was loving that she was digging it. She was naturally submissive, and the fact that her father, secretly a member of the Russian mob, had decided to sell her to him. He was now going to really love how he was going to make her all his, and as he started to really fuck her, he moved his hands back to her luscious large tits. He squeezed them tightly, kneading and massaging them with possessive aggressiveness as he told her more about what she would do.

"I have arranged everything with the school, Margo. You will not have to stay in the dorms, rather you are going to live with me."
 
Margo breathed in as the cool table pressed against her skin though he began to really fuck her then and she cried out softly. Her head tilting back and she breathed in softly, "i'm.. I'm not staying with the people I did with.. with last night?" She asked and panted softly. They were quite nice to her, her head tilted to the side and she groaned out as her legs instinctively moved to wrap around his waist and only pull him in closer to her and she moaned out. "Mr.. Mr. Paul.." She whispered and panted out heavily.
 
"They are nice people, and friends of mine. If you wish to keep your things there, and to spend nights living there when we are not together, that is fine. But I will be doing this and many other things, Margo."

He picked up more speed, thrusting a bit harder and rougher into her pussy as he was also grinding into her pussy. He was pounding her much harder and deeper, his hands kneading her breasts even harder and tighter, twisting a bit as he yanked her to him.
 
Margo panted a bit, her eyes closing and she whimpered out as his thrusts got rougher and harder into her and she panted softly her legs wrapping around him. "N-no.. I'lll.. I'll stay.." She whispered and looked up to him. Her head tilting back, her back arching up and her thighs quivering as she moaned out. "Oh... oh... Please! H-harder!" She cried out, hearing the sound of his desk creaking underneath them. Feeling her walls tighening and she whimpered. "I.. I feel good. I..feel hot!" she gasped out, a sudden rush of heat crashing through her body as her first orgasm hit her and she cried out multiple times.
 
Jean would worry about orgasm control later, as he wanted Margo to be totally enraptured with all of the intensities of sex. He was still pounding into her pussy, lowering his mouth to suck and nibble on her enormous breasts. He was going to take all of her and mold her into his Russian Slut, but he was also going to take care of her. His father had lost money to him when he was in the Russian Federation, and he accepted Margo in exchange for his not revealing he would have lost so much of the Russian Syndicate's money. He accepted her and a stash of gems,. but he was using many of them for her.

"I am going to spoil you, Margo. You will have things you never could have had where you are from. Tell me how my cock feels as it pounds your hot, tight pussy. I am going to put it in somewhere else, and I think you know where it should go next, don't you?"
 
Margos back continued to grind into the desk, slamming into it and the sound of his hot, hard cock slamming into her tight, wet pussy filled the room. The sound of a slight slushing sound as her juices dripped out of her pussy, down her ass and thighs as she moaned out. Her head tilting back more off the edge of the desk as her hair hung down the side of it. Her breasts bouncing back and forth and around a bit. Feeling his teeth and lips on her nipples, this intrigued her. She loved this, she already loved America if America was like this. It was a wonderful place to live.

Though she felt a sudden rush of heat through her body again and she whimpered out. "It feel so good in me, Mr. Paul.." She gasped, her mouth growing dry from her mouth being open as she lost her breath. "It.. should go in.. in my mouth. Or.. or my ass?" I asked, thinking of any other spots that it could go. She knew it would hurt in her ass as she often heard of anal though never thought she'd try it.
 
Jean sucked and nibbled a bit harder on Margo's tits, loving how the Russian exchange student was responding to his every action. He moved and got her onto the edge where he could trust so much harder, forcing her to feel him so fucking deep it may hurt her a bit. He move his hands so they were under her knees, pinning her there as he also squeezed her globes rougher, harder, and tighter still. He looked up into her eyes, seeing now that with her very suggestions, he already owned her. He rolled his hips, letting his enormous cock move inside of her so that she was made to feel such intense sensations it would refuse to let her think clearly at all.

'Yes, Margo.. but stop calling me Mr. Paul... you will call me Master Jean from this moment on, Do you understand? You will also beg me to let you cum and to put my cock anywhere else I want as well."

He moved his mouth, kissing her mouth again as he spanked her breasts. He did so just hard enough that he knew beyond any doubt her total attention was his. He then moved her onto her side, one of her legs trapped between both of his with the other over his shoulder. He really started slamfucking her pussy, loving the fact he was raping her in a way but that she was agreeing to it.
 
"A-ah! Master.. Master Jean!" She cried out, her legs were bent and spread apart widely so he could fuck her deeper and her breasts bounced up and down, swaying around in a circle as her hair swayed down along the side of the desk and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. "I... I can live with you, Master Jean." She said softly, knowing now that the people she was living with knew that she'd sooner or later live with this man.

"P-please!Let.. Let me cum!" She whimpered out and panted out into his mouth, "And.. and stick your cock. Anywhere and everywhere you want." she whispered into his mouth as her tongue slowly trailed out of it's shy mouth before sliding into his mouth and her arms wrapped around his neck and she cried out louder as she grew closer to her orgasm which was driving her absolutely insane.
 
Jean smiled, loving that she was so in need that she would promise anything including living with him and access to all of her body, in order to be allowed to cum. He leaned in, and as he gave her permission, he also told her what was going to happen over the next week. He was very detailed, his pounding thrusts very rough and deep as he made certain that she understood all of what he was meaning.

"Margo, as you are my Star Student, you are going to allow me full and unfettered access to your body. That means I will even fuck you awake, punish you when you are a Naughty Girl, and that I will keep you on a regimented schedule. You will exercise for me, as well as wear all of the clothes that I buy for you and pick out for you all the time. Even if I say you cannot wear any underwear, you will do so. Now cum so I can fuck your damn ass!!"
 
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