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6th Form Project.
Written by Lensman.

This story is fictional, all characters and events depicted within are fictional and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

I have one unbreakable rule (to paraphrase Isaac Azimov):
I may not harm a Little Girl, or through inaction allow a Little Girl to come to harm.

Keep these fantasies where they belong; in your head.

Story Codes: (mg, Cons, Pedo, Rom)

Story Intro:
British children formally graduate from school around the age of 16, and most schools call this last year the "5th year" or "5th form". Many schools allow students to continue their education with advanced courses in what is loosely termed the "6th form" even though it lasts for two years. These students study advanced courses to take A-level exams which are required for entrance into colleges and universities.
Our hero is in the 6th form, and is struggling with his coursework, until he is given help... from a very special tutor.

6th Form Project.

I've never been that good at Mathematics, even if I had managed to scrape a good enough pass to carry on to A-level. Unfortunately for me, I had to take the subject to have a chance to get into the Architecture degree course that I wanted at university.
I knew it was going to be a disaster as soon as the tutor put a differential equation on the board. (I knew what they looked like even if I couldn't get the hang of them). I knew then that mathematics was going to be the bane of my 6th form life, if not longer.

It didn't take too long before the teacher also knew that the subject wasn't my best, although I'd never had any problems with the Technical Drawing or Engineering Design subjects.

"Nick," Mr Vickers stopped me at the end of class as we were all leaving, "I've noticed that you appear to be struggling a little with the mathematics of calculus?"
I didn't want to look like an idiot, but there was no denying it. "Yeah, a bit," I nodded sheepishly, "but I'm sure I'll catch up."

"I'm sure you would as well," he nodded looking apologetic, "if you had the time that is, but we're going to be speeding through the material much faster than you're used to in previous years. So I've decided to get you some help."
"Help?" I asked surprised, " What kind of help?"
"A tutor," he replied with a nod, "I'll ask one of the others to review each day's work with you and help you over the rough spots."
"A tutor?" I moaned; I could just imagine my friends' faces if they saw me talking to a geek... or even worse, a geek trying to teach me this stuff.
"Don't worry," Mr Vickers grinned at the face I'd made, "I'll make you project partners so it won't look so bad to your friends."

At the end of the Maths lesson the following day, Mr Vickers stopped me again as everyone else was leaving. "Nick," he said with a smile, "say hello to your new tutor... Holly," and pointed behind me.
I slowly turned around with dread filling my heart. Not Holly Grace? Not the super-geek who was so smart it was rumoured that she had skipped primary school entirely!? As I finished my slow turn and looked at the young girl before me, I knew that my worst fears had come true. She couldn't have been more than 4'6" tall, had long, dark-brown hair that fell straight down her back and large glasses that dominated her small face. She was holding a pair of ring binders against her chest and looked up at me with an odd appraising look, almost as if I was some specimen under her microscope.

"Holly," Mr Vickers smiled at her, "thank you for volunteering to help Nick with his mathematics."
"My pleasure Mr Vickers," Holly replied with a small smile that vanished so fast I wasn't even sure that I had seen it.

"Er... Hi," I said with a sheepish smile as I looked down at her. Her school uniform, pale grey sweater and grey skirt hung on her skinny frame like oversized hand-me-downs, and the large bag slung over her shoulder looked like it was bulging with heavy books.
"Ahhh, the taciturn type I see," she said with no expression before leaning forward slightly and adding in a sarcastic whisper and a small twitch of a smile to her lips, "That basically means, the strong and silent type."

Before I could respond Mr Vickers interrupted. "I want you two to go over everything we cover each day," he advised us, "If you can manage to fit your sessions within your daily schedules then all the better, but if you can't then you will just have to stay after school or arrange another time to do the work." He then pointed at me and added firmly, "You should be grateful that Holly is willing to give up her free time to help you with this."

"I am," I assured them both with my best appreciative smile and nod. And I was too, I knew I needed all the help I could get with Maths and I just hoped that Holly would be able to get it all crammed into my head.

"Do you have a free period now?" Holly asked impassively as we walked from the classroom.
"Yeah," I replied, curious why she should ask. After a moment's thought I suddenly realised what she meant and added incredulously, "you want to start now?"
"It would be best," she nodded calmly, "we can compare our schedules and arrange suitable times for each day's study session."
"I guess so," I sighed as I nodded my agreement and followed after the petit girl before me.

We sat at a desk in the study hall and compared our timetables. I couldn't believe how few free periods she had. "How many subjects are you taking?" I asked amazed as I counted them. Maths, Chemistry, Physics, Biology and English.
"Five," she replied placidly as I finished counting.
"Five..." I said in awe, "Three's bad enough, how can you do five?"
"English is the real challenge," she replied with a slight shrug, "the others are all merely facts, figures and formulae. In English I really have to think."

We quickly worked out that we only had one free period in common, the one we were currently in, and we had to stay behind after school on all the other days. Over the rest of that week and all of the next, I worked with Holly trying to improve my understanding of mathematics. Holly was like some kind of severe teaching robot. She never showed any sign of emotion as she taught me, no matter how many times I got it wrong, no matter how many times she had to explain what I needed to do to get the right answers, she always continued with the same monotonous indifference.

"You need to apply the differential to the algorithm and then calculate the product," Holly stated simply as she pointed at the equations on the paper before me.

It was the first session of the week and once again we were sat in the empty classroom going over the day's work. "Agghh..." I growled in angry frustration, angry with myself for not understanding what Holly was trying so patiently to teach me.

"Y-You must h-hate me for this!" Holly protested, with a hitch in her voice.

"Huh?" I asked and looked up at her. I was surprised to see that she was looking at me with a frown on her face and looked close to tears. I was nonplussed by what she'd said and astonished by her unusual display of emotion. I had not seen any emotion from her since she had started tutoring me.

"You must h-hate me," she repeated, her voice catching, "for being smarter than y... average and trying to t-teach you all this," she then gestured at the Maths books on the desk between.

"That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard you say," I laughed, "I love you for this..." Holly looked down at her hands on the desk with a slight smile and blushed. I then realised just what I'd said and quickly added, "Erm..." I stammered, "I love that you're helping me with this... stuff!"

"Really?" she asked as she looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears, her cheeks flushed and a soft, shy smile gracing her lips.
I nodded silently in reply as I stared at her; amazed at how much her small smile changed her, how pretty she looked when she wasn't so impassive and emotionless.
I drank in the sight of her dark hazel eyes behind her glasses. Eyes that had previously looked so lifeless were now filled with a dancing mischievous glow. Lips that had looked so straight and stern now looked deliciously plump and inviting as they curved up in a graceful smile.

I stared at Holly for an unknown length of time. Lost in her expressive, lively eyes as she stared back at me. Both of us blushing hotly and grinning, but neither wanting to be the first to look away. The steady sound of footsteps in the hallway finally broke into our reverie, causing us both to turn and stare at the doorway with embarrassed alarm.

"Ok you two," Mr Vickers announced as he entered the room, "it's time you went home."
We both quickly stuffed the books into our bags and I hoisted them both up onto my shoulder before leaving the classroom.

"You don't have to do that you know," Holly protested feebly with a shy smile as she followed after me plucking at her bag.
"It's the least I can do," I smiled in reply as I hitched the heavy bags up again, "since you're taking the trouble to help me."

I quickly fetched my bike from the racks and then returned to walk alongside Holly. We walked back to her house in embarrassed silence. Every time I turned to her to say something my mouth went dry, all thoughts scattered from my head and I blushed before I turned to the front again.

"H-here we are," she announced, shattering the awkward silence, as we stopped at the gravel driveway of a large house.
I could clearly see a silver Jaguar XJ-6 parked in front of the house as I lifted her bag from my relieved shoulder and handed it to her. "Erm... Thanks Holly," I stammered, feeling embarrassed again, "see you tomorrow," and then jumped onto my bike and pedalled off as fast as I could.

"What is with you?" I chastised myself as I rode hard, trying to work out some of my frustration on the trip home. "She's a geek!" I continued, "What would the guys think?"
"What would they say if they saw me working with her? ... Or even just looking at her?!!"
"She's much too young! ... She can't be more than eleven, twelve at the most!!"

Round and round my thoughts circled, much like the wheels of my bike as I rode, but unlike the wheels my thoughts didn't stop when I arrived home. All through the evening my thoughts returned to Holly, wondering what she was doing, wondering if she might be thinking about me too.

After climbing into bed, ready to sleep, my thoughts returned to Holly, drawn to the image of her soft smile and lively brown eyes. With her picture firmly propped in my thoughts I slowly drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face.

The next day's Maths class was just like usual. I sat in my usual spot near the back and tried to concentrate on what Mr Vickers was trying to teach us. Unfortunately my concentration was even worse than usual, my mind kept wandering over to Holly and my eyes then followed, drifting across the room to where she was sat near the front, and looking at her from behind.
She was wearing a dark green sweater over a long grey dress that was much too big and fit her like a tent. Her long hair was pulled back into a single ponytail that sprouted from the back of her head and swung in a gracefully cascade to the middle of her back.

As I walked back to the Maths classroom at the end of the day, I couldn't help thinking about Holly. Why did thoughts of her plague me so often? What was it about her that entranced me so completely?
Holly was already there when I arrived, with her books on the desk ready and waiting. I quickly slipped into my seat and took out my own pad and pencil, ready to start work.

"I had an idea last night," Holly suggested as she fiddled with her papers bashfully.
"Oh?" I asked, watching as she licked her lips nervously and her pale cheeks flushed endearingly.
"I thought," she continued, "that you might do better at your work if you had some kind of incentive or reward."
"Ok," I nodded, liking the idea, "but like what?" I asked, curious as to what she might mean.
"Well," she smiled shyly at me, "if you can get problem 17 from today's lesson right, you'll find out!"

As I bent to the problem, my mind whirled with questions. What on earth would Holly give me as a reward? I knew what I'd really like, but there was no way a young girl like Holly would do that!
Determined to find out what the reward might be, I bent my brain to the problem.

After much frustrated skull sweat I announced, "Here you go!" and passed my solution to Holly.
She quickly scanned through my workings and then slowly shook her head. "Oh that really is a shame," she said softly, "you were almost right too."
Strangely, it sounded like she really was sorry I had got it wrong and I wondered again what the reward might be. "Aww, c'mon..." I moaned, now that I knew there could be a reward I was hoping I might get something. "Surely getting it mostly right means I should mostly get my reward?" I tried hopefully.
"Well..." Holly faltered and blushed again, "maybe something..."

She stood up and faced me before hesitantly undoing the buttons of her sweater. Under the sweater, I could see the dress was actually a smock style that buttoned up the full length of the front. I was dumbfounded as she haltingly unbuttoned the dress from top to bottom, her hands trembling as she worked each button in turn. With the last button opened, Holly held the edges of her dress closed and stood upright again.
"Well... erm..." she said nervously, blushing furiously, "if you had got it right this would have been your reward." With that she then opened her dress wide.

I stared at her in shock unable to believe what I was seeing. Was she offering herself as the reward, or simply the look? I looked into her eyes to see her smiling nervously but determined and then allowed my eyes to do what they wanted and wander down her body.

She was slender with little, if any, curves and her skin was creamy and looked smooth and unblemished. She was wearing a pale yellow short vest-like top with matching panty-shorts made of thin cotton and her legs were encased in sheer thigh-high stockings with lace tops. Even though the panty-shorts were not pulled up tight, I could clearly see the outline of her fleshy labia and slit and the sight made my dick leap up in my trousers.

"...rth to Nick... Hello... Earth to Nick..." Holly giggled at me, interrupting my perusal of her lovely, lithe little body.
"Wuh?" I asked, dismayed as she closed her dress and quickly buttoned it back up again.
"But you didn't get it right," she chuckled at my mournful expression, "you get rewarded for getting the problems right, not nearly right... next time you'll have to try harder."
"Oh I will," I agreed fervently while nodding briskly, "I'll try much harder."

With images of Holly's body still flashing through my mind I immediately dived into the next problem from the book. I struggled at it, trying to remember all she and Mr Vickers had taught me until I eventually finished and pushed my solution over for her to check.
"Very good," she smiled up at me, "see, with the proper motivation you can grasp it and work it through correctly." She then started to gather her books and slide them into her bag.
"But..." I spluttered, staring at her packing with dismay, "what about..."
"It's nearly time we left," she reminded me, "maybe next time you'll get it right first."

I swiftly put my own books away and hoisted Holly's heavy bag up onto my shoulder before walking with her out of the classroom and then the school. As we walked back to her house together we were both silent. I couldn't find the words I desperately wanted to say, and I was sure Holly was embarrassed by what she had dared to do.

When we eventually arrived outside of her home, I finally managed to pluck up the courage to ask, "Can my next reward be," I then paused and gulped nervously before adding, "erm... sexier?"
Holly blushed strongly as she looked up at me wide eyed with surprise before turning slightly and replying softly, "We'll see." She then quickly completed her turn and started up the gravel drive.
As I cycled away I grinned to myself, I was sure I had seen her smile as she had turned away.

Predictably, when I got home, my mind continued to orbit around the image of Holly's lithe little body wearing nothing but her underwear, and as I got ready for bed that evening, my thoughts returned to Holly's brazen show, causing my dick to harden. I remembered how Holly's pale yellow panty-shorts had cupped her fleshy labia and slit and imagined what her pussy might look like naked. I reached down to my hard shaft and gave it a soft stroke. I couldn't stop myself, and wouldn't have stopped even if I could. I pulled and rubbed at my hard dick as I thought about Holly, how I'd seen her and how I imagined her naked. I relished the feelings I was generating and rapidly brought myself up to the peak of pleasure and then exploded with a huff and a grunt, jetting squirt after squirt of cum into my waiting tissue.

As I lay back, panting for breath, I was amazed by what I'd just done. Holly was nothing like the women I usually got off thinking about. She had no curves under that dress of hers and was much too young, but I couldn't get her out of my mind, and I couldn't believe that I could still feel my dick tingling from the strongest cum that I'd ever felt. With my mind still whirling, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

During the next day's Maths lesson I was determined to concentrate on what Mr Vickers was teaching and hopefully learn enough to be able to surprise Holly in our tutoring session. Unfortunately, as I tried to concentrate, images of Holly standing before me showing me my reward clouded my mind and whenever I tried to banish her image, I failed miserably.

At the end of the lesson, Holly and I walked from the classroom to the study hall. As usual, there were only a few other students working quietly alone or in small groups and watching over us all was Miss Francis, the grey haired old English teacher who had been with the school since the dawn of time.

We set our books up on a table in the corner and Holly immediately began running through the work Mr Vickers had just covered, but in a slightly different way.

"Have you got that?" she asked quietly, once she had finished running through her examples.
"I think so," I nodded slowly and quickly looked around before I asked in a whisper, "but what about my reward?" and then smiled hopefully.
She smiled bashfully and blushed prettily as she whispered back, "I had another thought about that, and decided that you need to work hard for your rewards." She then smiled mischievously as she continued, "You will have to work through five problems on your own and how many you get correct will determine just what your reward is."
"So, the more I get right," I asked softly, confirming my understanding of her proposal, "the better the reward." At Holly's smile and nod I grinned widely in anticipation and asked, "Ok, which problems?"

After much chewing on my pencil and working backwards and forwards through my calculations I passed my five solutions to Holly and sat back with a deep sigh, hoping that I had got them all right. As she quickly checked through my work I noticed what she had been reading. "So, do you think he's going to die in the end?" I asked with a curious smile.
"Hmmm?" Holly looked up at me puzzled for a moment before comprehension suddenly dawned. "No, I don't think she would kill him off... not even as a way to kill of Voldemort. Although," she added as an afterthought, "I wouldn't put it past her to give the impression that that is what will happen for most of the way through book seven."
I chuckled and nodded, "Just so that we will all feel so relieved when he finally defeats Voldemort and survives?"
"Exactly!" she nodded and smiled broadly.

Holly's real, genuine smile transformed her face. She had been pretty when she smiled shyly, but now she looked truly beautiful, as transformed and beautiful as Hermione had been at the Yule ball. As that comparison sprung to mind I couldn't help but chuckle. The way her hair was pulled back, the pencil lodged behind her ear, and her bookish attitude all leant a very "Hermione" air to her.

"What?" Holly asked as she looked up once again from my solutions.
"It's just..." I chuckled again, "you remind me so much of Hermione..."
"Thank you," she smiled, obviously taking it as a complement. She then looked at me and grinned, "You know, you remind me of Ron somewhat."
"Ron!" I yelped incredulously but grinned, "I may be bad at Maths, but not that bad at everything!"
"True," Holly grinned back in reply, "you haven't asked to copy my homework yet... but give it time."
I stared at her in shock for a moment before she continued with a smile, "But don't forget that Ron is also loyal, courageous and true to his friends."

I smiled at her defending Ron and then chuckled as I teased her, "You only said that because Ron is Hermione's boyfriend... and you want me to be yours."
Holly smiled shyly and looked down again as she asked softly, "Would that be so bad?"

I looked at her open-mouthed with surprise. I had no idea that she would say that, or what to say in reply. What could I say? Did she really want to be my girlfriend? Did I want her to be?
"Well!" Holly huffed angrily as she quickly swept her books into her bag and stood, "You obviously think it would!"
As she turned to leave I quickly grabbed her wrist and stopped her. "No it wouldn't," I whispered earnestly, still holding her slender wrist and smiling at her even though she wasn't looking at me, "I think it would be a great idea."

Holly sat back down in her chair and slid her hand into mine. "Do you really mean that?" she asked as she looked at our linked hands with a soft, shy smile gracing her lips once more.
"I do," I nodded and gently squeezed her fingers before sliding my work back across the table to her and asked, "So, how badly did I do?"

Holly snorted softly and suggested, "You only want me for my Maths skills!"
"That's not true!" I protested truthfully and then added with a naughty grin, "I want you for your rewards too!"
Holly giggled and grinned back at me, as she blushed crimson before looking at my work and quickly scanning through my answers. She looked up again and smiled apologetically as she shook her head, "Only two out of the five were correct. You really must try harder."
"Soooo..." I drawled with a broad grin, "what kind of a reward do I get for that?"

Holly blushed brightly again and quickly glanced around at the others in the room and hissed, "Shhh!... Not here..."
I grinned back at her and whispered, "Where then... and when?"
Holly blushed as she opened her mouth to answer but was interrupted by the bell ringing for the end of class. "I'll tell you later," she giggled before she swiftly skipped from the room.

At the end of the day, after finishing my last class, I rushed out of the classroom and ran all the way to the bike sheds to collect my bike. I then sat on it waiting beside the front gates, hoping to catch sight of Holly as she left so I could talk to her. I waited impatiently as the noisy mass of kids streamed through the gates, trying to see if Holly was amongst them and only gave up and went home twenty minutes after the last of them had gone.

The following day's Maths lesson was fairly typical, I managed to follow about half of what Mr Vickers was teaching us but I kept finding myself thinking about my next tutoring session with Holly and grinning.
At the end of the day, I quickly walked back to the Maths classroom with a smile on my face as I thought about Holly and her wonderful rewards. What might the reward be like for getting all five problems correct?

I entered the classroom and smiled broadly as she looked up at me and returned my smile with a broad one of her own. I quickly slid into my seat beside hers and took out my book, pad and pencil and stared at her, still smiling.
"What?" she asked curiously.
"Nothing," I smiled and shook my head as I continued to stare at her and then rested my chin on my hand.
"What are you staring at?" she asked again, looking nervous.
"You," I chuckled softly.
"Why are you staring at me?" she asked, sounding a little anxious.
"Just because I like looking at you," I replied with a grin and a wink.
"Oh..." she sighed softly and blushed as she fiddled with her books.

Holly tried to compose herself as she worked through the day's material again, but every time our eyes met I winked and she blushed again, although I did try my best to understand what she was trying to teach. When she was finished, she set another five problems for me to run through and after some hard thought , going back and fourth and crossing out and reworking, I handed my answers back to her.
She quickly looked through my answers and frowned. "You still only got two right," she accused me, "you're not trying hard enough!"
"I'm doing my best!" I protested and then smiled, "maybe I just need a little reward to remind me to work harder."

Holly blushed again and quickly looked around before turning to face me. She unfastened the buttons of her sweater and then the buttons of her white blouse beneath. She took hold of her blouse and hesitated for a moment as she said, "This is the reward for one correct answer," and then pulled it open to uncover a tight white cotton half-vest underneath. The edge was trimmed with a small frill and there was a small scarlet bow in the middle, at the lowest point of the neckline.
I stared at the tight cotton material as it fitted snugly over the slight swelling of flesh where her tits would one day grow, and as I watched I was sure I could see some things begin to push out at the material, forming small peaks over the fleshy pads. Were her nipples getting hard? Could she be getting excited by showing off to me?

"This is the reward for two correct answers," she continued as she stood and unzipped the side of her grey pleated skirt before letting it fall to the floor to reveal tight, white cotton high-legged briefs. Like the half-vest, they were trimmed with a small frill and there was a small scarlet bow centred on the frilly waistband just above the line of her slit.
I stared at the tight cotton material where it hugged around her plump mound and snuggled into her slit forming a perfect cameltoe, and felt my dick expand in my trousers. I stared at her for several long minutes, or it might have been several hours, or even several summer days, before she broke my reverie by bending over and giggling as she pulled up her skirt.

"But what about yesterday's answers?" I protested as she buttoned closed her blouse.
"You only got two correct yesterday as well," she replied with a smile.
"But you didn't reward me for them," I continued pleadingly, "couldn't you add them to today's and reward me for... say, three?"
"You don't get the reward for three," she replied, trying to sound stern but spoiling it by giggling, "until you get three right."

I pouted at her for a moment before we heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps in the hallway. Quickly, we began to pile our books into our bags and got to the door just as Mr Vickers arrived. Together we rushed through the halls and, as we left the building, we burst out laughing.
"That was close," I panted between chuckles, "you nearly gave Mr Vickers a reward too."
"Yeah..." she giggled again, "maybe I should stop..."
"Oh no you don't!" I interrupted quickly; "you promised to reward me as an incentive and I expect..." My rant trailed off as I saw her grinning at me and realised she'd baited me into reacting.
"You tease..." I started before lunging at her and starting to tickle at the sides of her ribs.
"Ahhh!! ... Geddoff!! ... No!!!" she shrieked as she tried to defend herself.

I stopped tickling, holding her close with my hands on her hips. "You will continue rewarding my progress, won't you?" I prompted with a slight squeeze.
"Ok, ok," she panted breathlessly as I steadied her, "But you have to keep your end up... erm..." she then blushed and quickly changed it to, "Keep up your end of the bargain."

I quickly let go of her and stepped back a pace, blushing, and wondered if she had felt my erection when I'd tickled her. Feeling self-conscious, I quickly ran to the bike racks and collected my bike before returning to where Holly waited and walked with her back to her house. I was lost in my thoughts of her as we walked, thoughts of how she acted when she was alone with me, how she looked under her frumpy clothes and what her slender body had felt like when I tickled her.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow," Holly said brightly, interrupting my lecherous thoughts, as we stopped at the gravel driveway of her house.
"Yeah, see you," I replied with a smile.

After climbing into bed that night, my thoughts returned once again to Holly and her sexy little body, especially in those tight white panties. Again I found my hand drifting down to my dick and I brought myself to a swift but satisfying climax before I got comfortable and drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face as I thought of her.

Over the next few days and weeks, each tutoring session was very similar. Each time Holly would run through the things Mr Vickers was teaching and I would think I had got the hang of it but would keep getting only two questions right. Except for the one time I managed to get three.
Holly opened her blouse and dropped her skirt as she had done many times before displaying her pale-pink cotton half-vest and panties to my avid gaze. I wondered what else she might do before she quickly pulled up her half-vest to expose the pale fleshy pads of her chest, topped with darker little nipples that tightened and crinkled as I watched them. My gaze darted between the small little nubbins so blatantly on display and the hidden plump delights still within her pale-pink panties.

Another Wednesday came round and I followed Holly into the study hall for my lesson wondering if it was even worth it. Every time I thought I was getting closer to understanding what I was doing, I would do her five problems and only get two correct. I wondered if it was even worth trying to answer them this time as she wouldn't give me my reward in study hall, she never had before.

Holly worked through the lesson's material again and then set the usual five questions. Without any real enthusiasm, I began to work through them, not questioning myself or agonising and second-guessing myself, simply working through them methodically. Desultorily, I handed my answers to Holly and waited for the expected 'only two correct, you must try harder' response... and waited... and waited.

After a long moment I looked across at her and was surprised by the shocked look of triumphant apprehension on her face. "What's up?" I asked, had I actually got none right?
"I don't believe it," she whispered softly as a bright flush spread up her cheeks.
"What?" I repeated, feeling nervous, "don't tell me I got them all wrong?"
"No," she finally whispered as she looked up at me, wide eyed, and shook her head." Y-you got them all right!"

My spirits soared with delight. I couldn't believe it! I had finally got all five problems correct! What a stroke of luck! And then my spirits fell to earth again with a thud. We were in study hall and there was no way Holly would give me her reward today, whatever it was!

"Meet me at the gates after school," she whispered softly and blushed crimson.
"What?" I asked, unable, at first, to understand what she meant.
"M-my parents won't be at home today," she stammered nervously, "and I can g-give you your r-reward there."
I was surprised and unable to answer for a long moment, but frightened she would withdraw her offer I quickly nodded, "I-I'll be there!"

We both looked at each other, flushed and smiling, excitement warring with embarrassment on our faces as we contemplated what was to come. I wondered if she would really be at the gates at the end of the school day and wondered just what the reward might be for five. We continued to look at each other in silence for the last few minutes until the bell sounded jarringly loud, signalling that we had to get on to our next lesson.

At the end of the day, after finishing my last class, I quickly gathered all my stuff together and rushed to the bike sheds to collect my bike. I then wheeled it to the front gates and stood beside it waiting for Holly. After waiting for only a few minutes, watching the swarm of kids flowing through the gates, I saw her walking swiftly through the crowd towards me. We walked back to her house in companionable silence, thoughts of Holly rolling around in my head. About half way there, she tentatively slipped her hand into mine and we walked the remainder hand in hand,

Holly led the way up the empty gravel driveway to the large white walled house and let us in through the front door with her own key. I left my bike propped against the outside wall and quickly followed her into the spacious hallway.
"This way," she said nervously as she took hold of my hand again and led me up the grand staircase that dominated the large hallway.
At the top of the stairs, she pulled me left and, with a little giggle of excitement, pulled me into her bedroom. I quietly closed the door behind me and looked around the large room. A large three-quarter bed with tall corner posts filled the far-left corner of the room and was covered with a pale cream-coloured duvet. A chest of drawers with a mirror stood against the near wall opposite the bed, and neatly arranged over the top were Holly's hairbrush and an assortment of tiny jars and pots. There were two open doors in the right hand wall, one looked to lead into a bathroom and the other into a small walk-in closet.

Holly pulled me to the edge of her bed and said, "You sit here," as she turned me around and pushed me back to sit down. She blushed prettily and quickly unbuttoned and removed her blouse and skirt to stand before me in just her vest and panties.
"That's two," I chuckled and grinned in anticipation as I stared at the small tanga panties that she was wearing. They looked much too small and tight for her and were made of white cotton with a comic caricature of a face on the front that had goggling orange eyes and a wobbly smile with a tongue poking out of it. I grinned even wider as I noticed that the tongue was lying right over the top of her slit and clit, right where I wished mine could be. As that thought ran through my mind I felt my dick harden in my trousers.

Holly looked shy but determined as she lifted her small vest up and over her head, dropping it onto the pile of her clothes beside her.
"That's three," I smiled and then took her dainty hands in mine and added, "you don't have to continue if you don't want to."
She took a deep breath and sighed, "No... I promised you a reward, and I keep my promises."
She softly slipped her hands from mine and took hold of the waistband of her panties. I stared at the tight cotton material where it hugged around her plump mound and snuggled into her slit as she took another deep breath and then suddenly pushed her panties down to her ankles.

I felt my dick expand to full hardness within the tight confines of my trousers as I stared at the perfection before me. A sparse number of dark hairs were scattered over her mound, but her full, plump labia and deep slit were totally hairless where they prominently filled the small gap between the top of her thighs. Her stomach was flat and firm, with a small hollow holding her bellybutton, and her small dark-pink nipples had crinkled up atop their pads of flesh. They looked almost as enticing as the plump labia and slit between her legs.

"You are so beautiful," I whispered in awe, unable to believe that she would be willing to strip completely naked just as an incentive for me to do better.
"T-that's four..." she stammered as her hands fluttered at her sides. Obviously nervous about being naked but determined not to shield herself from my gaze.

Even though I loved looking at her slender, naked little body, I knew that I had to do the right thing. I also knew that I'd kick myself if she decided to stop, but I couldn't take advantage of her. "Holly," I said softly but sincerely, "I love your rewards... but you really don't have to do this for me."

She looked at me and looked as if she was about to say something, but instead she suddenly threw herself up onto my lap, wrapped her arms around my neck and planted her lips on mine. She pushed hard against me at first, mashing my lips with hers, but quickly softened her fierce kiss, erotically sliding her lips over mine.

With surprising passion, I felt Holly's small tongue worm its way between my lips and force its way into my mouth. Unable to resist her, I gently sucked on the firm little intruder and felt Holly's naked body stiffen against me as she moaned softly. I gently circled my arms around her, laid my hands on her smooth back and pulled her to me as I kissed her with growing fervour. She pulled her tongue back out of my mouth, forcing my tongue to follow hers, and then sucked it fully into her mouth and played with it, sucking on it and caressing it inside her mouth. I moaned aloud and slowly slid my hands down her back to cup her firm, rounded butt and squeezed gently. How could this little girl kiss so well?

Holly pulled back from our kiss breathing deeply, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and confessed, "I never decided what the reward would be for five..."
I could feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest as she looked up at me. "Why don't we just see what comes up..." I suggested with a smile.
"Oh very funny!" she snorted and clouted my arm, hard.
"What?" I grinned as I used her firm butt to pull her crotch against mine, pulling her against my throbbing dick inside my trousers.

Holly pulled back a little and reached between us, feeling the outline of my dick where it strained against the confines of my trousers. She sucked on her bottom lip and blushed again as she felt it and then quickly began to loosen my belt and undo my trousers.
To give her more room in my lap, I leant back and propped my hands on the bed and just grinned as she pulled open my zip and then pulled down the waistband my trousers and pants, enough to free my raging erection to throb in time to my heartbeat.
"Ooooh..." she sighed softly as she took hold of the shaft, "it looks bigger than I expected."
"You made it like that," I replied with a grin, causing her to blush again as she continued her thorough examination of it. My dick is just about average size, just under six inches long and a little over an inch wide.

Holly felt the soft outer skin of my dick, and how it slid over the hard inner core. She wrapped both hands around my shaft and slowly began to slide them up and down, masturbating me inexpertly but intent on what she was doing.
I lay back on the bed, simply enjoying the feeling of her hands on my dick, but suddenly opened my eyes in surprise when I felt her slide off of my legs and a wet heat engulf the head of my dick. "Wuh?" I grunted as I looked down to see the end of my dick in Holly's tight, sucking mouth. The feeling as she tightened her lips around my shaft and sucked the head was indescribable. She bobbed her head a little further down while still sucking and then licked all over my glans with her tongue. I couldn't believe what she was doing to me. Where did she learn to suck cock?

I was determined to enjoy my first blowjob, but it just felt too good. I tried remembering my Maths problems, to delay the inevitable, but they just reminded me of Holly's rewards and her naked little body as she sucked and licked at my hard dick with her soft, sensuous lips and hot, wet tongue.
With little more warning than a grunted, "I'm cumming!" I felt my balls tighten, and the liquid fire that was my cum boiled up my shaft and squirted out into Holly's sucking mouth.
She pulled up off of my dick and coughed into her hand, as the last of my cum feebly squirted from the end of my dick and onto my leg.

"Sorry about that," I apologised as I sat up and stroked Holly's back gently, "I didn't expect you to suck me like that."
"I wanted to see what it was like," she grinned back at me before looking at my cum pooled on her palm. "So this is your sperm?" she asked curiously and then stirred it with her finger.
"Err... yeah," I replied as I looked around for a tissue to clean it from her hand and my leg.
"Hmmm..." she murmured quizically and then ducked down to sniff and then lick her hand. "Hmmm... just a little salty... next time I'll just swallow it."
"Next time?" I asked dumbfounded, as I watched her duck down and lapped up the cum dribbled on my leg. Next time? There's going to be a Next Time?
"Of course, next time," she replied grinning, "I enjoyed doing it and I know you enjoyed it too."

There was nothing I could reply to that, she was correct as usual. Instead I lifted her up from the floor, causing her to squeak in alarm, and then laid her beside me on the bed. "Now it's my turn," I said with a mischievous grin and slid down a little way before lightly kissing the nearest nipple.
"Oh..." she sighed softly as I kissed at the lightly padded flesh. As I felt her small nipple begin to crinkle up, I lapped and then sucked on it tenderly, pulling it between my lips and strumming it into hardness before I moved to her other one and repeated my actions.

Holly mewled softly with disappointment as I moved away from her hard little nipples and down her body, but sighed softly again as I reached her thighs and gently parted them. I stopped and stared at her perfect plump labia for a minute or two. They were flushed a rosy pink and I could see a faint sheen of moisture coating them where they thinned at the base. Poking proudly out of the top of her slit was the hood of her clit and I bent lower to give it a quick lap with the tip of my tongue.
"Oh!" Holly gasped as I licked her and pushed her knees further apart, forcing her pussy up at me.

I slowly began kissing and licking along and around Holly's tender labia and slit, lapping and sucking every square inch of her heated sex. I swiped the tip of my tongue up along her slit before briefly sucking on her clitoral hood, pulling it up and licking at her tiny clit within, causing her to moan sensuously. I gently parted her fleshy labia with my thumbs as I lapped down the length of her slit and then pushed my stiffened tongue into the entrance of her vagina. I could feel her inner walls gently part as my tongue invaded her heated depths and could taste the subtle, and yet incredibly erotic, flavour of her sex juices. With ever-rising passion I jabbed my tongue deep into her sultry cunny again and again, doing my best to fuck her with it.
"Hnnnggg..." Holly groaned aloud at my tongue work, as she grabbed at my head and held me tightly to her crotch.
I continued to lick at her inner walls for a few moments more, delighting in the heat and tasty wetness, before I lapped upwards over her flushed pussy lips and pulled her hard clit and hood into my mouth. I sucked on her clit strongly and strummed it with my tongue tip. Circling it one way and then the other, making her moan and groan louder and longer as she thrust herself up at me in time with my oral assault. I quickly moved my forefinger to the base of her cunny and lightly circled the entrance to her heated depths before gently, but firmly, pushing it into her tight embrace. As I continued to stimulate Holly's clit with my tongue, I slowly pushed my finger all the way into her wet velvet grip, pumping it in and out, growing faster and faster in time with my tongue on her clit. I lapped and licked at her, slurped and sucked on her most sensitive parts, driving her pleasure higher and higher until she strained against me and groaned loudly as I felt her inner muscles grip my finger and she came hard.

I gently pulled my finger from Holly's fluttering hole and then lapped and nursed on her hot pussy as she slowly came down from her explosive cum.
"Wow," *puff* "that was," *puff* "awesome!" she panted breathlessly. "It never felt," *puff* "that good before."
I lifted myself above her parted thighs and grinned down at her flushed face as I asked, "Before?"
"Yeah," she grinned bashfully, "when I... erm... when I play with myself."

I slid up beside her and laid down on my side before kissing her softly on the lips. I trailed my fingertips over her thighs to her glistening mound and lightly tickled the plump lips as I whispered with a grin, "Playing like this?"
"Hmmmm..." she moaned softly, "yeah..."
I rubbed my fingers along her wet slit, circling the entrance briefly before dragging my fingertips up to the top of her slit and circling her clit. I tweaked it and gently rolled it between my finger and thumb, causing Holly to moan and hunch herself up at my hand. I rubbed along her soft, silken lips for a few moments before gently inserting my middle finger deep into her wet, heated depths.

I slowly slid my finger in and out of Holly's tight hole, feeling her wriggling beside me as she moaned with pleasure. I rubbed the heel of my palm against her proud clit as I firmly finger fucked her and, when I felt the tightness gripping my finger ease slightly, I pulled it out and then pushed both middle fingers back into her tight hole.
"Ooooohhh..." Holly groaned as I squeezed my fingers into her tight virgin hole.

I leant over and sucked her hard little nipple into my mouth and licked it as I pumped my two fingers in and out of her wet pussy and rubbed her clit with my palm.
"Oooohhhh... Yess!!" Holly groaned again as I felt her already tight grip on my fingers twitch tighter as she shivered through another small orgasm.

I continued pumping my fingers in and out of her as she slowly relaxed against me, unable to believe that I had a cute and sexy girl in my arms, cumming on my fingers.
"Please..." Holly panted breathlessly, "please love me... make love to me."
I didn't need to be asked twice to do something I really wanted to do anyway. I gently pulled my fingers from their wet embracement and wiped them over the shaft of my once again rampant dick before climbing off the bed and quickly removing the remainder of my clothes.

I pulled Holly closer to the edge of the bed, spread her thighs even wider apart and then swiped the head of my dick along her wet slit. I could feel her hot, oily juices coating the head as I tremulously asked, "Are you sure?" earnestly wishing that she was.
Holly sucked on her bottom lip for a brief moment before grinning up at me and nodding, "I'm sure."

I slid the head of my dick over her slick pussy lips a few more times before I pushed it down and aimed it at the small entrance of her sex. Leaning against her, I felt the spongy head of my dick squash and deform at first, and then suddenly pop inside her tight entrance and slide in deep before I could stop myself. I held still, amazed at the wonderful feeling of having my hard dick fully engulfed inside the tight, wet grip of Holly's immature vagina and grateful that I had cum so hard earlier, so I was able to hold back from cumming again too soon.
"Hhnnnngggg..." Holly groaned at my sudden, plunging entrance.
"You ok?" I asked anxiously, sincerely hoping that she was, "You want me to pull out?"
"N-No..." she winced and squirmed her butt around under me, "just let me get used to it."

I softly stroked over the top of her hard little clit and held still, letting her become accustomed to my invading member and watched as her face slowly relaxed and the wince turned into the dreamy look of pleasure. When I finally felt the hard grip on my shaft relax, I slowly pulled back out and then slid smoothly back in, watching her face as she smiled contentedly and then sighed with pleasure. I leant further over and began to tweak at her nipples alternately while continuing to pump my dick in and out of her tight, hot embrace, working my length fully into and out of her in firm, steady strokes.

"Oh... Oh... Oh..." Holly began to moan in time to my steady thrusts, her eyes closed and her mouth open with the pleasure she was feeling.
I was surprised as Holly's breathing quickly grew more rapid and her groans turned into plaintive whines of need. Suddenly I felt the hot vice-like hold of her inner muscles grip my dick shaft tight as she mewled and whimpered and she came.

I lifted up again and looked down at the union where our bodies met, where Holly's outer lips were stretched tight around my hard shaft. I watched fascinated as I slowly pulled almost all of the way out, pulling her tightly stretched outer lips with me a little way, and then slowly slid smoothly back in, forcing her hard clit down against the top of my sliding shaft.

I pulled all of the way out again, causing Holly to moan with disappointment, but then quickly turned her over onto her front and lifted her butt so she was up on her knees before climbing up behind her and smoothly plunging my slick cock back into her oozing hole. I could not believe how good it felt to fuck this sexy little girl, the girl who had helped me conquer my mathematics problems. My little girl tutor had fast become my little girl lover!

"Hmmm... Do me!" Holly moaned against her covers as she thrust her butt back at me, sliding herself further onto my stiff dick.
I held onto Holly's hips as I knelt behind her and slowly began to slide my dick out of her clutching pussy before thrusting back in deep.
"Oooohh..." she groaned, "more!"
Not one to disobey my tutor, I pulled back and shoved in deep, swiftly building up to a firm thrusting rhythm as my hips made slapping sounds against Holly's firm, rounded butt.

"Harder!" she moaned sensuously, "Faster!"
I thrust deeply in and out of her tight pussy, fucking her harder and faster as she had commanded me to do. I pounded my cock into her sweltering depths and was amazed and delighted each time I felt them tighten and ripple on my shaft as she had another small cum, and another, and another.

As I fucked Holly, listening to her ecstatic cries of lusty pleasure, I felt my own climax rapidly building. I felt my balls tighten as they repeatedly slapped against Holly's mound and the burning need to cum rapidly became unstoppable. I quickly reached under Holly's body, wanting her to cum again as I did, and tweaked at her wet clit, rolling it between my finger and thumb.
Suddenly, Holly thrust back at me and I felt her muscles clench hard on my shaft as she groaned and came again, stronger this time. With an inarticulate grunt I came too, blasting jet after scalding jet of my pent up cum deep into her immature womb as I wrapped my arms around my little lover and held on tight.

Still holding Holly close to me, I collapsed sideways onto the bed panting for breath as if I had run a marathon. "That... was... totally... amazing..." I panted into Holly's ear before I kissed her neck just below it.
"Stoppit..." she giggled breathlessly as she hunched her shoulder, stopping my ticklish kisses before I could really get started.
As Holly giggled, I felt my dick finally soften inside its snug haven and slowly slip out.

"Eeep!" she yelped and quickly cupped her hand over her pussy as she jumped from the bed and grabbed a tissue from the box on her bedside table. "If I'd known how messy this'd be," she complained as she rapidly began mopping up the cum leaking from her dribbling pussy, "I'd not have let you do it to me!"
"Me?" I chuckled in mock indignation at Holly's joke complaint as I climbed from the bed and took a tissue to clean myself, "it wasn't me who lured you into my bedroom and then stripped off to entice you into seducing me." I then added thoughtfully, "Besides... I know you enjoyed it as much as I did, and 'I' certainly don't regret it... do you?"
"No..." she whispered softly, and smiled bashfully.

"You know," I mused with a smile, "I'm really glad Mr Vickers made us project partners."
Holly giggled, "Yeah," and grinned, "I'm really glad that I took 'you' on as my project."

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