Extra Credit

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Michael Bargain ran his fingers through his thinning ginger hair, his clear hazel eyes looked back at him from the bathroom mirror. The first semester of the new school year was over the grades posted; all the treble boring aspects of the modern world of secondary education had been dutifully met. The joy, the fulfillment he had once got from teaching was gone with the rise of throwing money at education one year to flippant phrase of “No child left behind” standardize test that one spent all ones time teaching the test rather than teaching his students. To say the least Michael Bargain was disgusted and burnt out, disgusted with the politics of teaching, with indifferent students, with seeing class after class of functional illiterates graduating from Douglas Morely High School. He had made his decision, notified the School Administrative unit that at the end of the school year he would be taking early retirement at 55. He straitened his tie slipped on his tweed sports coat and headed out for yet another day of tiring to teach his indifferent students English Literature.

The halls of Douglas Morely High School was a cacophony of babble, with the press of youthful bodies as they went about their day. Michael Bargain maneuvered his lean hard form through the press of students as he made his way to Room 262 his senior English Literature class and sigh in relief that in 45 minutes his day as well as theirs would be over.

They where there slouching in their seats, dressed in ripped and faded jeans, the boys looking like thugs from a cheap movie, the girls looking more like street walkers than young ladies. He passed out their latest efforts at writing. The class fell into a predictable routine, h they read their pitiful attempts at creative writing in their typical indifferent manner and Michael Bargain was more than thankful when the final bell wrung.
 
Kirstian Blair moved through the halls of Douglas Morely High School, headed for her English Lit. class. Mr. Bargain, her teacher always managed to make her feel like it was a chore teaching his class, rather than making the lessons exciting and interesting. He obviously didnt like his job or his students, especially her.

She often wondered why he came off as though he didnt like her, she was only mildly popular, her friendlieness and brains made her well known, and for the most part well liked. She took her studies very seriously, wanting to get high enough marks that she would be admitted to univeristy.

Kirstian made a quick stop in the little girls room to wash her hands before class. Standing in front of the sink, she studdied her reflection critically. Her auburn waist length hair was in a loose pony tail, cascading down her back in smooth, shiny waves. Her face was un-blemished, with very little make-up, why wear it when she didnt need it? Bright green, intelligent eyes looked out between long thick lashes, classic nose set over full heart shaped lips.

She thought to herself, "maybe he just dosent think I have a brain because my looks." But of course that was silly because she usto get really high marks from him at the beginning of the year. Kirstian left the bathroom forgetting her worries for the time being when her best friend, Shelly Winters, ran up to her exclaiming, "Oh my gosh that party we went to Saturday was awesome! You were wild!"

The two girls giggled and went over every detail of the party they had attended as they walked the rest of the way to their English class. Kirstian noticed Mr. Bargain walking ten paces ahead of them, even his walk radiated the way he felt about the school. Not saying hello to any of the students, pushing through the crowd, shoulders tense. "The man needs to relax," she thought to herself, not for the first time during the school year.

Following him into class room 262, the girls found their seats and sat down for another boring 45 minutes of English lit. Mr. Bargain passed their graded papers back to them, disgust clearly written on his face at their efforts. Kirstian's face fell when she saw the mark on what she was sure was an A paper. B-, she never got B's let alone B-'s. She raised her hand, "Yes Miss Blair?" came the short reply from Mr. Bargain. "Sir may I stay after class to discuss my grade with you?"
 
The bell signal not only their freedom but his as well. Michael Bargain was gathering his things when he saw Miss Kirstian Blair raise her hand. Of all his students Kirstian Blair had been the most promising her work had been excellent for the first half of the term but then had markedly slipped.

"Yes Miss Blair?"

His flat response acknowledging her hand.

"Sir may I stay after class to discuss my grade with you?"

Michael Bargain checked his watch then sighed, he had no place to go and at least the girl seemed concerned about her grade.

“Very well Miss Blair 15 minutes in my home room 128”

Made his way back to his home room supervised the routine of daily dismissal, checked his papers. Michael Bargain checked his watch 18 minutes had passed and there was no sign of Kirstian Blair he slowly collected his papers and realized that he was stalling………Why?

Bargain thoughts where interrupted by a soft knock on the classroom door.

“Enter”
 
"Very well Miss Blair 15 minues in my home room 128"

Kirstian collected her things and left her English class, why couldnt he just talk with her now? Why did she have to wait fifteen minutes and go on the other side of the school to have what she hoped would only be a fifteen minute conversation?

She walked slowly toward Mr. Bargains home room, which doubled as his office. She knew she had been slacking a little latley, staying out with her friends more often and studying less. The pressure was getting to her, trying to make perfect grades, plus she was on the gymnastics team, which took more of her free time than anything.

Then there was her parents, always fighting about work, or each other. They practically hated each other, she often wondered why they didnt just split up. Kirstian knew enough about herself to know that what was bugging her was her parents. And dummy her, she had let the stress from home drive her to partying too much. She just needed release from the stress.

She looked down at her watch, "Oh No! Its already fifteen after!"

Kirstian started running for Mr. Bargains office, reaching it in minutes. She took a deep breath and knocked softly.

"Enter"

She opened the door and was greeted with a tense, "Miss Blair, your late."

"Yes sir, I'm sorry sir. I was on my way here and got lost in thought. I really was just wondering if I could maybe do some extra credit to bring my grade up. I know its my fault my work has been slipping."

She gave him her most innocent pose, knowing that she looked far from innocent. Kirstian always tried to dress older than her 18 years, and today was no different. She had on a tight white blouse, so sheer that she had to put on a tank top under it. A black skirt, knee length but with a slit to mid thigh, with, of course, black thigh high stockings and knee high black leather boots with a 3" heel.

Kirstian stood in front of him looking contrite, but feeling suddenly sexy,

"I would do anything to bring my grade up Mr. Bargain...."
 
"Miss Blair, you’re late."

Michael Bargain had not even looked up his voice the same flat even tone as always.

"Yes sir, I'm sorry sir. I was on my way here and got lost in thought. I really was just wondering if I could maybe do some extra credit to bring my grade up. I know it’s my fault my work has been slipping."

He lifted his head and looked at Kirstian Blair her pose innocent, and yet her manner of dress made her look far from innocent. The tight white blouse, so sheer that she had to put on a tank top under it to meet the school dress code, a black skirt that hung just to her knee length, a slit to mid thigh, with, black thigh high stockings and knee high black leather boots with a 3" heel completed her outfit.

Michael Bargain had to admit if only to himself that Kirstian Blair was a gorgeous creature the type of girl that never had given him a second glance.

"I would do anything to bring my grade up Mr. Bargain...."

Her voice a soft sensual purr, yet looking very contrite.

Michael Bargain could hardly believe his ears she had after all said anything. With a boldness that was quite out of character he picked up the pointer on his desk and though he was shaking inside his hand was stead as he used the tip of the pointer to flip back the edge of Kirstian Blair’s skirt to revel her stocking tops and soft ivory thigh.

“You did say anything Miss Blair.”

Though the palms of his hands where sweating Michael Bargain to all outward appearances remained deadly calm.
 
Mr. Bargain calmly picked up his pointer, slowly directing it to the edge of Kristian's skirt. With a flick of his wrist, the pointer lifted her skirt, revealing to him her lacy stocking tops and soft ivory thighs.

"You did say anything Miss Blair."

She blushed, suddenly seeing her teacher in a new way, seeing him as a man with needs. But...she was by no means "easy", and began to wonder exactly what Mr. Bargain wanted. She was after all, still innocent. It never entered her mind that her teacher would want her sexually. And, she noticed, his face was deadly calm, showing nothing of what he was thinking or feeling.

"Mr. Bargain I'm not sure I understand. What exactly is it that you would have me do? I thought I would just be writing another paper or taking an extra test."

She took a small step away from his pointer, unsure of what was to come.
 
Mike Bargain was intrigued by the shy little blush that kissed Kirstian Blair cheeks. He could not help thinking what a delightful contrast it made to the cool pale softness of the young girls thigh. And his features soften just a bit not as harsh nor as stern as in class.

"Mr. Bargain I'm not sure I understand. What exactly is it that you would have me do? I thought I would just be writing another paper or taking an extra test."

Kirstian had taken a step back away from his pointer the helm of her skirt falling back into place. Mike Bargain study the young woman in front of him seeing her really for the first time as a woman instead of a student. The soft rich luster of her auburn waist length hair, the loose pony tail, how it cascaded down her back in smooth, shiny waves. His eyes where drawn to her face, un-blemished, very little make-up, yet the crowning feature where her eyes, bright green, intelligent eyes looking out between long thick lashes, classic nose set over full heart shaped lips. Slowly Mike realized he wanted this young teen beauty more than he had wanted anything in his life. He took a step closer to Kirstian his body so close that it almost touched hers. The teen beauty had taken a step backwards but was now pined against the front row of the class room’s desks. Michael Bargain’s eyes now burned with a forbidden fire, the forbidden fire to possess this young beauty. Mike threw all caution to the wind.

“Miss Blair I am afraid it will take more than writing another paper or taking an extra test my dear to urn you the Extra Credit you need.”

His warm moist breath washed over the young beauty’s lips as he spoke.
 
Mr. Bargains body was so close to hers, she could feel the heat raidiating off him. His lips just a breath away from hers as he moved in closer and closer.

“Miss Blair I am afraid it will take more than writing another paper or taking an extra test my dear to urn Extra Credit you the you need.”

Kirstian's young body was pressed into the desk behind her, Mr. Bargains lean, hard body almost touching hers. Her tonuge darted out to wet her suddenly dry lips.

Countless thoughts echoed through Kirstian's mind at that moment, but one stood out in her mind more than the others. Mr. Bargain was still very attractive for a man his age. His thinning ginger hair, lightly grayed at the temple suited him. And his eyes, clear hazel, felt like they looked into your soul when he gazed at you.

She suddenly knew what he wanted, he wanted her.

She pressed her body forward so that she was pressed against him, "Do you want me Mr. Bargain?"
 
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The pink little tip of Kirstian Blair’s tongue darted out to moisten her parched lips. The steady unblinking gaze of Mike’s hazel eyes held her soft, clear, green eyes captive as they now bored relentlessly into the very depth of the young beauty’s soul. He saw the sudden realization that he wanted her, that she would be the price of Extra Credit she needed.

The young woman pressed her body forward. Mike Bargain was a wear of her firm breasts, the sensual warmth of her, Kirstian’s soft fragrance filled his nostrils.

"Do you want me Mr. Bargain?"

Her voice a soft whisper as she formed her question. The girl’s lips where still slightly parted as Mikes lips brushed hers, his tongue gliding across her ripe lower lip, the even white ridge of her teeth to sample the sweetness of her mouth. Slowly he steeped back.

“Yes Miss Blair I want you.”

He paused his eyes again holding hers captive.

“You’re the price to be paid.”

His strong hands gripped her waist and he lifted the slight girl’s supple body and set her on a desk in the front row. His hands slowly slid down her legs to the slit in Kirstian’s skirt and folded back both edges of the helm to expose her alabaster thighs.

“Is there a problem Miss Blair, is the price to high to achieve your dreams?”

Mike paused studing th young beauty .

"The choice is after all yours."
 
"Is there a problem Miss Blair, is the price to hight to achieve your dreams?"

Mr. Bargain paused, studying the emotions she knew were playing across her face.

"The choice is after all yours."

Kirstian was having a hard time thinking, his kiss unexpectedly setting her on fire, his hands on the flesh of her thighs teasing, making her want more.

She knew this was wrong, that her teacher shouldnt be saying these things to her, but she was enjoying his soft touch on her skin.

She had a decision to make, but what would it be, give in to Mr. Bargain, let him have his way with her, letting her body do the extra credit for her or tell him no, and accept that her grade would stay low, and possibly get lower for rejecting him.

Kirstian silently decided, opening her milky thighs wider, letting her hands slowly rise to rest against his chest.

"Since we are about to become very intimate, can I call you Mike Mr. Bargain?"
 
Mike Bargain watched the play of emotions flash through Kristian’s eyes, her breath coming in faster shallower gasps as she slowly opened her thighs a bit more, her hands rising to rest on his chest.

"Since we are about to become very intimate, can I call you Mike Mr. Bargain?"

Mike’s the back of Mike’s hand caressed Kristian’s cheek, his fingers slid under her chin drawing the girl in for a longer more sensual kiss. He slowly savored her sweet mouth. His other hand’s fingers traced idle little patterns on her silken inner thigh. Slowly Mike Bargain broke the kiss.

“Kirstian I think it might be better if you still called me Mr. Bargain.”

Another seductive kiss.

“We would not want an unfortunate slip now would we? And you are right we are about to become very intimate………………..my place tonight and I do like this outfit but with out the tank top dear.”

Mike Bargain gave her his address and smiled.


“About 8 Kirstian.”
 
“Kirstian I think it might be better if you still called me Mr. Bargain.We would not want an unfortunate slip now would we? And you are right we are about to become very intimate………………..my place tonight and I do like this outfit but with out the tank top dear.”

She took the slip of paper with his address, watching the smile spread across his face


“About 8 Kirstian.”

He left here there on the desk, panting with excitement and frustration. Why did that man always have to make her wait! She got up and collected her bag, leaving his office without a backward glance. She walked down the halls muttering to herself, "my place tonight and I do like this outfit...who does he think he is?"

Kirstian's muttering lasted till she reached the parking lot, where she moved quicky toward her cherry red 69' mustang. She unlocked the door and threw her bag onto the passanger seat, sitting with a plop behind the steering wheel. She let her head rest on the back of the seat, going over and over what had just happened in Mr. Bargains office.

What am I doing? I told a teacher I would come to his house tonight and have sex with him, not in such a blatant way of course, but I did agree to it. Have I become so desperate to escape my parents lives? MMM but Mr. Bargain is kinda sexy for a guy his age, and his kisses, oh my god! No boy has ever made me that excited just by kissing.

Finally, with a roar, she started the mustang and left the school grounds, determined that she would be at Mr. Bargains house at 8 like he said.

Kirstian pulled into the driveway of her parents house, parked the car and made her way quickly into the house.

"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" she yelled, "But I'm not staying long, I'm going out tonight!" She practically ran up the stairs, never noticing that she recieved no answer back.

Two hours later, freshly showered and back in the clothes she had on earlier, without the tank top, she got back into the mustang and made the journey across town to Mr. Bargain's house.

She parked her car in his driveway and slowly made her way to his front door. Kirstian raised her hand to knock, knowing this would be her last chance to back out.

Her knuckles rapped on the door only twice

knock, knock
 
Mike Bargain watched the sway of Kirstian Blair’s firm little derrière as she departed. When he was sure the young beauty was indeed gone he slumped back against his desk. She had actual said yes and that baffled Mike Bargain for Miss Kirstian Blair besides being a ravishing beauty was actually quite a good student, with a little work she could easily have brought her grades up without the extra credit, yet as he thought back to her shimmering green eyes he had seen something there a freer that had nothing to do with the little scene that had just been played out. Mike pushed the thought from his mind for after all the choice was hers and she had made it.

Mike eat a light supper as normal had changed into a pair of lose fitting jeans and a kaki shirt. The time seemed to drag by so he busied himself by going over some photos he had recently shot on a field trip. His small home’s living room was full of pictures and mementos of when he had been a photo journalist and war correspondent, A life long sense gone, a life before he started teaching. The soft knock at his door shuck him bring him back to the moment.

Mike Bargain opened the door to see the alluring Miss Blair standing there dressed as he wished.


“Come in Kirstian and we shall start work on your Extra Credit.”
 
"Come in Kirstian and we shall start work on your Extra Credit."

Kirstian stepped past him, looking around the interior of his house for the first time. She noticed some photos he must have shot on a field trip. His small home’s living room was full of pictures and mementos.

"Did you take all these Mr. Bargian?" She hesitated for just a second before going on "They're very good."

Her nervousness demanded that she pay more attention to her surroundings than what was to happen in a very short time. She continued looking at his photo's and momentos, thinking to herself how different he looked away from school. More relaxed and friendly, more approachable.

She suddenly decided that there was something she needed to tell him, he did after all seem like a nice guy underneath the rough exterior he put on at school.

She spun toward him quickly, "Mr. Bargain there is something I need to tell you." Blushing furiously she continued, "I've never done this before. I mean, I've played before, just never," she stumbled over her words, "gone all the way."

She turned quickly again, not wanting to see his reaction to her confession.
 
Kirstian stepped past Mike her firm young body brushing his and he liked the feel of her. The young beauty’s outfit was very daring and sophisticated yet there was a little girl’s shyness as she looked out the room and a decidedly femine curiosity as well.

"Did you take all these Mr. Bargain?" She hesitated for just a second."They're very good."

“Yes they where parted of my life before I went into teaching Miss Blair.”

How funny how old habits where hard to break. Kirstian Blair had willingly come to his house to trade her body for extra credit and yet she was still in his mind Miss Blair.

Suddenly the teen beauty spun on her heels to face Mike a shy nervousness played in her soft green eyes.

"Mr. Bargain there is something I need to tell you."

A soft rose pink blush colored Kirstian’s cheeks

"I've never done this before……………. I mean, I've played before,…….. just never,"…………."gone all the way."

The girl stumbled over her words, her blush deepen from rose pink to crimson as she shyly turned away from Mike. So she was a virgin mike smiled to him so they still did exist even at 18. Not only was this vibrant young beauty his for the taking but his for the molding as well. It only took two steps to close the distance between them his arms snaking around her trim waist as her drew her supple body back on to his. He stood there a minute the young beauty in his arms, he kissed the nape of her neck his warm moist breath stirred the stray whips of hair there. His lips brushed Kirstian’s ear as he whispered.

“Kirstian there is a first time for everything dear.”

Mike Bargain kissed the soft spot just below the girl’s ear then slowly turned her to face him as he took a step back. He study the girl with a photographers eye, her waist auburn length hair held in a loose pony tail cascading down her back in smooth, shiny waves over her sheer tight white blouse, her firm high proud breasts clearly visible through the gossamer material crowned by raspberry nipples. Kristian’s flawless un-blemished skin, bright green, intelligent eyes long thick lashes, and ripe full heart shaped lips. Mike eyes traveled down the sensual curves of the teen’s body to her black knee length skirt with its seductive slit to mid thigh, the black thigh high stockings in sharp contrast to her pale alabaster, silken skin and knee high black leather boots with 3" heel. Then Mike took her hand in his.

“Come with me.”

He led young Blair from the living room, through the kitchen down to his basement photography studio. Mike placed the girl in the middle of the brightly lit room perched on a bar stool, turned on the CD player and picked up a 35mm camera. Soft sensual music filled the little room.

the shutter whispered and a brilliant flash of white light bathed Kirstian Blair’s nubile form.

CLICK……… CLICK……… CLICK the camera’s shutter rasped as he circled her.

“Your are beautiful Kirstian”

Mike voice was deep soft and sensual.

“ Loosen your hair……….shake it free Kirstian!”

CLICK……… CLICK……… CLICK

“Unbutton your blouse dear”
 
She stood there, turned away from him, embarasment not letting her turn to see the pleased smile on Mr. Bargains face. Her nervousness started to get the better of her when she felt his arms snake around her waist, pressing her body tight against his firm, solid frame. They stood there, feeling each other for a moment before she felt his lips softly kiss the nape of her neck. She let a small moan escape her lips as his breath whispered past her ear,

"Kirstian there is a first time for everything dear."

Mr. Bargain kissed the soft spot just below her ear, bringing another soft moan from her lips. His strong hands, resting on her stomach, slowly pressed her, urging her to face him. She stood in front of him, suddenly feeling shy and bold all at once as his eyes racked over her body, her clothes, her face. She proudly let her chest jut out, making her high firm breasts more visable through her sheer white blouse. As his eyes passed over her skirt, she let her knee escape from the slit, showing him her pale alabaster skin and the contrast it made with her black thigh high stocking. He suddenly reached out to her, taking her hand in his.


"Come with me."

Kirstian's eyes never left him as he lead her through his house to the basement. She was a little afraid as they walked down the stairs, till she saw that it was a studio. He turned on the bright lights and soft music, having her sit on a bar stool in the middle of the room as he picked up a 35mm camera.

the shutter whispered and a brilliant flash of white light bathed Kirstian's nubile form. She sat there, uncomfortable for a moment, slowly relaxing as her snapped more and more pictures.

CLICK……… CLICK……… CLICK the camera’s shutter rasped as he circled her.

"You are beautiful Kristian"

His words made her feel beautiful, she began playing to the camera, running her hands over her blouse, pulling it tight against her breasts.

Mr. Bargain's voice was deep soft and sensual.

"Loosen your hair......,shake it free Kirstian!"

CLICK……… CLICK……… CLICK

“Unbutton your blouse dear” {/I]

Kirstian decided to make him wait, turning his potography session into a slow, sensual strip tease. She leaned back on the bar stool, closing her eyes tossing her head back as she ran her hands slowly up her body, starting at her thighs. She pressed into the fabric of her skirt, making it rise with her hands and letting her legs fall slowly apart.

CLICK......... CLICK........ CLICK

Kirstians hands grazed over her tight stomach, stopping at her almost bare breasts, cupping them for a moment before continuing to her shoulders, then her neck, lightly over her cheeks before pressing her fingers into her scalp. Gently pulling the pony tail holder slowly down the lenght of her hair, letting it fall to the floor as she flipped her head up, then back down, whipping her hair for him in a sensual slightly slutty way.

CLICK....... CLICK........

She swayed slowly to the music, letting her hands roam the buttons of her shirt, playing with one, then another. Letting one fall open, leaving another closed. She had a cat like smile on her face, filled with promise and desire, lust and sensuality. Invitation clear in her eyes as she undid another button on her blouse, still swaying on the bar stool.

"Like this Mr. Bargain?"
 
Mike Bargain watched the scene that unfolded in front of him with the eyes of a photographer. The camera loved this nubile young beauty and it was obvious that Kirstian Blair loved the camera. Kirstian’s hands grazed over her tight stomach, stopping at her almost bare breasts, cupping them for a moment before continuing to her shoulders, then her neck, lightly over her cheeks before pressing her fingers into her scalp. Gently pulling the pony tail holder slowly down the lenght of her hair, letting it fall to the floor as she flipped her head up, then back down, whipping her hair for him. She was shy, bold, sensually seductive and yet some how retained a youthful innocents

Almost subconsciously the static Click of the shutter, the flash of the spots settled in to an almost hypnotic rhyme with the music. Kirstian swayed slowly to the music, letting her hands roam the buttons of her shirt, playing with one, then another. Letting one fall open, leaving another closed. She had a cat like smile on her face, filled with promise and desire, lust and sensuality. Invitation clear in her eyes as she undid another button on her blouse, still swaying on the bar stool.

"Like this Mr. Bargain?"

“Yes Kirstian just like that”

As he circled her Mike encouraged the young beauty to be bold with her hands, to pretend the camera was her lover.

Click…click…click the seductive call of the shutter caressed Kirstian Blair.
 
“Yes Kirstian just like that”

Mr. Bargain circled her, encouraging her to be bold with her hands, to pretend the camera was her lover. She did just that, letting her finger tease what was left of the buttons on her blouse, rubbing across her stomach. She let her hand rub lower, over her intimate places, tossing her head back, eyes closed and mouth slightly open in pleasure, her moans sounding her pleasure.

Click…click…click the seductive call of the shutter caressed Kirstian Blair, encouraged her to continue, to shed all her fear and give in to her desire. She felt the camera begging her to be free, to show all of herself.

Kirstian's hand went to the waistband of her skirt, toying with the zip, staring into the camera lense as though she dared it to beg her to go faster. She stood up and turned her back to the camera. She looked at Mr. Bargain over her shoulder, gazing at him intensley, her hair touseled, her eyes glazed, her mouth glossy and slightly open. Kirstian licked her lips seductivley, and began pulling the zipper slowly toward the floor, standing completly still for a moment before letting the skirt fall.

Click.....click......click more snaps taken as she bent seductivley over the bar stool, leaning on one hand while the other was busy un-buttoning the rest of her blouse. Her ass swaying to the music, her thighs rippling under her stockings. She stood straight up once more, letting the shirt fall half way down her back.

Her young innocent body was on fire, this was like nothing she had done before, nothing she had experienced before.

She couldnt help but tease Mr. Bargain a bit more,

"Mr. Bargain, shall I show you the rest?"
 
Mike Bargain voice was low deep and almost as mesmerizing as the seductive metallic click of the camera’s shutter. There where soft words of praise as the wild young beauty hand’s went to the waistband of her skirt, when Kirstian licked her lips seductively, as she stood completely still before letting the skirt fall.

There was a raw sensuality in the auburn haired beauty her heart shaped ass swaying to the music, her thighs rippling under her stockings. She stood straight up once more, letting the shirt fall half way down her back.

"Mr. Bargain, shall I show you the rest?"

Mike Bargain smiled at his little teen beauty, he wondered if she knew how far in over her head she really was.

CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK.

MIKE CIRCED Kirstian the camera’s shutter almost continually sings to her. he threw a bear skin on the floor by the stool

“Yes Kirstian she me everything dear.”

CLICK…CLICK…CLICK…CLICK…CLICK.

“ Baby doll you’re beautiful, sexy honey now shoe me everything make love to the camera baby.”

Mike encouraged his wild little beauty and his praise like a mist curled around her will binding her to him and the camera.
 
Mr. Bargain circled Kirstian, the camera’s shutter almost continually singing to her. He threw a bear skin on the floor by the stool, she moved to the end opposite him and began slowly crawling, her blouse hanging off her back, her lush, heart shaped ass in the air, swaying with her movements.

“Yes Kirstian she me everything dear.”

CLICK…CLICK…CLICK…CLICK…CLICK.

“ Baby doll you’re beautiful, sexy honey now show me everything make love to the camera baby.”

Kirstian rested her weight on one hand and reached for her blouse with the other, pulling it slowly off of her back. Her body swayed and slowly gyrated, moving so that she was standing on her knees, facing Mr. Bargain almost completly nude for the first time. She laughed and threw her blouse at him, for a moment, giggling like the girl she was.

She couldnt help but wonder what he thought as she rolled around on the bear skin, wondered what her almost bare body did to him.

CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK.

She moved to her stomach, resting her head on her hands and looking up at him, noticing the camera pointed at her lush, thong covered ass. The tiny whisp of fabric between her full heart shaped cheeks, the inches of skin between her firm globes and the tops of her stockings.

CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK.

Kirstian rolled again, arching her back, jutting her breasts toward the ceiling, one hand idly playing with her tight smooth stomach, inching slowly closer and closer to her intimate center. Her gymnast body flexing, stong and lean in the lights as she continued gyrating on the soft bear skin, running her hands past her center and down her thighs, sitting up slightly to finger the tops of her boots,

CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK.

"These also Mr. Bargain?"
 
Mike Bargain smiled as Kirstian laughed and threw her blouse at him, for a moment, giggling like the girl she was. His photographer’s instinct knew that was the best of all the shots he had taken, for it really captured the real Kirstian.

As the young auburn haired beauty lay there on her stomach, resting her head on her hands and looking up at him, the tiny wisp of fabric between her full heart shaped cheeks, the inches of skin between her firm globes and the tops of her stockings. Kirstian rolled again, arching her back, her breasts jutting toward the ceiling crowned by taunt raspberry nipples, one hand idly playing with her tight smooth stomach, inching ever so slowly closer and closer to her intimate center. Her gymnast body flexing, strong and lean in the lights as she continued gyrating on the soft bear skin, running her hands past her center and down her thighs, sitting up slightly to finger the tops of her boots.

In that moment at the highest of her innocent sexuality Michael Bargain stopped being the photographer and became a man who must possess this incredible beauty.


CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK…………CLICK.

"These also Mr. Bargain?"


“Yes Miss Blair those also dear…………everything Baby Doll ….everything.[/i]

Mike voice was deep husky and he wanted her naked now for Kirstian had ignited a fire in him that would not be quenched till he had her.
 
“Yes Miss Blair those also dear…………everything Baby Doll ….everything.

The change in Mr. Bargains voice caused Kirstian to look up at him, the deep, huskiness of it sending shivers down her spine. She kept her eyes glued on him as she slowly began removing her boots, pulling the zippers to her ankles and sliding her dainty feet from the leather.

Her body was on fire, she didnt know she could react like this, that she could feel such burning desire, that her body would ache with it, yet beg for more. In that moment. Kirstian knew this was what she wanted, she wanted to be taken by a man, a man who could bring her desires forward, who could make her feel everything a woman should feel.

Standing up once again, Kirstian swayed to the music, hooking her tumbs into the top of her thong, slowly pulling the silky fabric lower over her hips, past her thighs finally letting it fall to the floor. She stood there, naked before his eyes except for the thigh high stockings, her innocence making her unsure, her body screaming that she was ready, waiting for him...
 
Kirstian’s brilliant green eyes lifted to meet Mike’s his clear hazel eyes smoldering with a lust and desire to possess her, Mike held those soft eyes captive as Kirstian’s delicate hands slowly began removing her boots. Slowly the teen beauty stood, Kirstian swayed to the music, hooking her thumbs into the top of her thong. Mike Bargain watched, a building need for this auburn beauty burning in his soul. Slowly the silken wisp of fabric seductively slid down over her hips, past her thighs finally letting it fall to poll around her dainty feet.

Kirstian stood there in all her naked glory before Mike. Her body only adorned by thigh high stockings. The young beauty stood their in her virginal innocence suddenly unsure of what was to come next.

Mike Bargain slowly stepped into the circle of bright white light that bathed Kirstian supple form his lips brushed hers, his tongue slid across her full ripe lips to sensually claims her mouth. That kiss lingered as Mike eased them to a kneeling position on the bearskin rug.

Slowly he leans the young innocent beauty down his fingers now dancing across her silken flesh, the tips of his fingers graze her pebble hard raspberry nipples, light butterfly kisses float along the line of her jaw, down the sensuous line of her neck to gently tongue the soft spot where her neck and shoulder met. Lower still the butterfly kisses float along the girl’s silken skin. The tip of his tongue slowly, sensually and oh so seductively circles the contours of her now puffy areola.
 
Mr. Bargain slowly stepped toward her, into the circle of bright white light that bathed her young body. His lips brushed hers, his tongue slid across her full ripe lips to sensually claims her mouth. She opened to him, wanting to feel his tongue against hers. Ther kiss lingered as Mr. Bargain eased them to a kneeling position on the bearskin rug.

His body pressed hers lightly, easing her to her back as his fingers danced arcoss her now sensitive skin. Her back arched in pleasure as his fingers grazed over her pebble hard nipples, her hands raised up to caress the top of his head, stroking her dainty fingers through his ginger hair as his mouth moved from hers. Guiding him as he placed light butterfly kisses along her jaw.

Her nipples got harder, more anxious for his touch as his mouth trailed light kisses down her throat. She moaned softly as his tongue stroked the soft spot where her neck and shoulder meet.

Kirstian moaned softly as his lip began to trail lower on her body, finally gasping in suprise and desire when his tongue darted out to slowly circle the excited areola. Her back arched into his mouth, silently beggining him to continue, begging him move his tongue over to her excited nipple.

Every rasp of the fabric of his clothes against her skin excited her, but she wanted to feel his skin against her flesh. To feel his bare body against hers, to feel the changes in his warm flesh as he became more aroused.

She reached for the hem of Mr. Bargains shirt, running her hands slowly down his sides as he continued teasing her breast. Her fingers ran into the waist of his pants, pulling the bottom of his shirt free,

"Please Mr. Bargain, I want to feel you"
 
Mike Bargain smiled to himself as body arched to his touch, her soft gasps and sighs where music to his ears. This young auburn haired beauty was on fire lost to the forbidden pleasure her body now seemed to crave. Her little hands reached for the hem of Mikes shirt, Kirstian ran her hands slowly down his, her fingers almost desperate pulling at the bottom of his shirt free it to feel Mike’s skin against hers.

"Please Mr. Bargain, I want to feel you"

Kirstian Blair’s voice a soft sensual plea.

Mike rapidly flicked the tip of his tongue across the tip of the girl’s nipple, gently griped it with his teeth, then suddenly inhaled deeply dawning a cool stream of air across the feverous bud.

Mike slowly raised his head a sly smile creased his features, his hazel eyes boring into the cool, liquid depths of Kirstian’s soft doe eyes.

“Patience Baby Doll ..Patients.”

His lips where on the move again, soft kisses sensual tonguing floated down across her flat, firm abdomen. Mikes tongue slowly reamed the young beauty’s naval, his hot breathe stirred the pale tawny wisps of the silken fleece that covered Kristina’s “Venus Mound”, then a seductive kiss to the girl’s rose pink folds. Mike nibbled at her soft velvet inner thighs seductive kisses trailed lower as his hands rolled down her thigh stockings kisses followed the retreating gossamer material, tonguing at the tendon behind Kirstian’s knee, a kiss to her instep as he pulled the stocking free of her foot. Then in like manner he stripped the other stocking from the quivering beauty.
 
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