Yes

"Thank you for inviting me professor!" Petra beams at you from across the small table in your room. You pour her a cup of four-spice tea, and offer her a selection of treats.

"Mmm. This tea is being my favorite!" She takes a deep sip of the spicy beverage. "Ooh, and smoked salmon. This is wonderful professor! You are making me feel like I am at home."

The two of you talk for awhile, discussing the upcoming trip to the ocean, and other places you would each like to visit.

Finishing her tea, Petra sets down her china and sits up straight in her chair. "Professor, you are already knowing that I am from Brigid. I am also having turned eighteen. In Brigid it is an important time. Being the time when a person becomes an adult." Her gaze drops, and a ruddy glow starts to spread across her cheeks. "There is a... ritual, that we are expected to be doing. Where we are choosing a person to be, um, close to. It is not expected to be the mate of our soul, but it prepares us for when we do find that person. Are, um, are you willing to be with me?" She glances up at you, a mixture of embarrassment and desire dancing through her eyes.

"Petra, are you asking me to have sex with you?" You ask, a smile on your lips. Seeing Petra flustered Iike this was unusual, and very cute.

She nods, forcefully, which has the added effect of making her breasts wobble beneath her tight white shirt. "Yes professor. I am having much gratitude for you, you always listen with patience, and you treat me better than I can expect from others." She trembles for a moment. "Will you be having sex with me?" She looks at you hopefully, cheeks bright red with embarrassment.

You smile at her, placing a hand over hers on the little tea table. "Of course I will Petra. Especially if this is your first time, we can go slowly if you would like."

A wide smile spreads across her face, and she bounces in her chair. "This is making me happy! I have been thinking of you professor, many times." She smiles and squeezes your hand, before standing up, straightening the miniskirt of her uniform as she does so. The tight black fabric highlights the curve of her thighs and hip. "I told you once that I would be showing you the marks on my body. This one," she points to the purple tattoo below her eye, "is a prayer of protection from the forest spirits." As you sit at the tea table, she begins unbuttoning her shirt. "And I will be showing you all of the other marks upon my body." This time she adds a sexy little smile, as more and more of her tanned skin becomes visible.

"How far down do these marks go?" You ask, playing along with the little striptease, admiring the toned curves of her body.

"All the way down" she replies flirtatiously, her earlier nerves having apparently dissipated. She holds an arm over her pert breasts as she shrugs out of her white shirt. She tosses the garment to the ground, left arm still crossed over her nipples. You note that she isn't wearing a bra, though the officer's school uniform does include a lot of supportive structure for the female students.

She points to another colored mark that wraps around her upper arm. You fight to tear your eyes away from drinking in her assets. "This one is a prayer to my ancestors, so that they will watch over me no matter where I travel. I was given it before coming to Fodlan." She turns, slowly, letting you admire her flawless skin, and pulls her long braided hair to the side of her slender neck, revealing another mark between her shoulder blades. "This mark is a prayer to the air spirits, to protect me from becoming lost, that I may always be finding my way home." Now facing away from you, she lets her breasts drop, hidden from view. She begins unbuttoning her tight black skirt, leaning forward as she does so, giving you an excellent view of her legs and ass.

You become very aware of how tight your pants have become, and take the opportunity while she is facing away from you to quietly unbuckle your belt, and slip your trousers down as she begins shimmying out of her skirt.

"This mark," she points at an intricate design in the small of her back, just above her butt, "is a prayer to the earth spirits." She drops her skirt to her ankles, revealing a smooth, perfectly formed butt, and an inviting thigh gap through which you can just see a tiny strip of purple pubic hair.

"And this is-" She turns around, pointing to a small mark just above her pubic region, in the cleft of her hip. But whatever she was planning to say is cut off by a sharp breath as she sees your cock at full attention. A sound escapes her mouth, but you're not sure if it's a curse in the brigid tongue or something else. After a moment she recovers, eyes still transfixed by your manhood. "You are starting the ritual without me."

"I'm sorry," you tease, continuing to stroke your shaft as she watches. "Would you like to start over?" You watch her hand unconsciously move towards her own groin, as she licks her lips.

"No, I am ready to do the next part of the ritual. Though" she stammers. "I know that that is supposed to go inside me here" she traces a finger over her vagina. "I am not sure it will be fitting."

"Then let me walk you through the 'ritual' Petra." You stand up, stepping free of your pants and tossing aside your shirt. Petra shudders with anticipation as you close the distance with her now naked form. You wrap your arms around her, rigid cock bouncing against her taught abs, and your lips find hers. She opens her mouth, tongue eagerly circling your own. You embrace her passionately, arms wrapped around the petite swordswoman. Her hands drift down your scarred chest to fondle your cock, and you gently lead her over to the bed.

"Lay back" you say, guiding her into position, cuddled against you, head laid over your arm, with your rigid cock across her hips. "Let me show you how good things can feel, and you can explore my body as well. I assure you that it will most certainly fit inside you, we just need a little foreplay."

She snuggles into your chest, skin pressed against yours. "What is foreplay?" She asks innocently, as her hand traces the muscles around your crotch.

"You'll see" you say, and then press your lips back into hers, passionately kissing the young woman. She moans in pleasure as you bring a hand up to fondle her perky breasts. Her own hand follows instinct and wraps around your shaft, gently tracing up and down it. With one hand teasing a nipple, you bring the other one down between her legs, which she spreads eagerly for you. Gently parting her folds, you slip in one finger, feeling the wetness inside. She inhales sharply, almost swallowing your tongue in the process. You break the kiss, while dipping a second finger fully inside her. Her whole body tenses, and then relaxes as she sighs in pleasure.

"Professor, I am filled with gratitude." She says breathily as you gently finger her.

"No, you're filled with my fingers," you tease, flexing a digit against her interior. She tenses with pleasure again, gripping your bicep. "And soon you'll be filled with even more of me." You buck your hips slightly, pushing your cock through the ring of her fingers.

"Ooooaha." She groans. "Is there something I should be doing?" She asks, head flopping back and forth as your thumb finds her clitoris.

You kiss your way up her neck. "In a moment maybe, but for the moment I want you to just feel everything that's happening." You pull her against your chest, fully focused on pleasuring her manually. Her breathing quickens, and she starts grinding her hips against your hand, riding your fingers. After a few more moments of rubbing her clit she lets out a sharp cry, muffled by your chest, and her legs clamp together like a vice around your hand and arm. She rides out her orgasm in your arms.

"Have you ever done that before?" You ask.

"Yes, but it was different" she replies, a fire burning in her eyes. "It was not being as good with my own fingers." She adds.

"Well, lets move onto something new then." You extract your arm from beneath her, and flip your position on the bed, until your mouth is close enough to dive between her legs. You gently probe her now thoroughly wet entrance with your tongue, and a moan reverberates through her entire body.

"That is-ah- feeling-ung- very good" she says, grinding against your face. You feel her shift positions, swinging her leg over until she is straddling your mouth. "Is this being okay?" She asks.

You respond with a muffled yes, and grab her ass while thrusting your tongue inside her. She moans again, instinctivly riding your face. "Yes professor! Yes! Oh spirits!" She rides faster and faster, as you kneed her well muscled ass and thighs. She has an intoxicating taste. You'd been tutoring her in pegasus riding, and her increased core strength is definitly paying off right now as she rolls and bucks her hips against you.

Leaning forward, her breasts press against your abs, and you feel her soft lips wrap around the head of your cock. While clearly inexperienced, she is extremely enthusiastic, licking and sucking as you thrust and probe. She pushes herself down on your cock, trying to deepthroat you, but quickly hits her limit. Her throat flinches, as her body involuntarily convulses. She coughs and sputters for air as your cock spring free. "I am being sorry professor."

"No apologies Petra" you reply, voice muffled by her wonderful thighs. You reach a hand up to caress her damp cheek. "Practice makes perfect, and I think we'll have plenty of time for drills." You give her ass a playful spank with your other hand and return to eating her out as she moans in pleasure. You feel her lower her lips to your member, sucking your cock again, though this time more shallowly. She runs her tongue up and down the top of your shaft, wet sucking noises filling the small room.

After a few minutes of shared oral embrace, tongues darting and lapping against each other, you feel her muscular thighs tense around your head. A deep moan reverberates through your cock, as her hips buck and one of her shapely legs spasms and trembles.

"Ready for the main course?" You ask, from between her legs after she recovers, quicker this time.

"Yes!" She says hungrily, and shimmies forward until her pussy is hovering over your cock rather than your mouth. You wrap your hands around her slim waist to help guide her down, lining you up with her thoroughly lubricated entrance. Not waiting for you this time, she plunges down in your cock, and lets out a feral scream as her tight pussy devours your cock.

Instinct takes over and she starts riding you like a wild animal, your vision a fantastic view of her ass bouncing up and down. "I am, huff, enjoying this greatly!" She shouts, as your cock sinks all the way into her. The feeling is heavenly, as her pussy lips grip and massage your shaft.

With your hands firmly wrapped around her waist you push her forward while extracting your own legs from beneath her. It take a moment or two of squirming, but she follows your lead and soon you've got her into doggy style. She arches her back, pushing her butt against your hips, as you take over the pace of things. You start with a few solid strokes hammering into her depths, each one punctuated by a cry of pleasure as her ass ripples. You quicken your pace, hands gripping the young woman tightly, and start to jackhammer into her. Her cries of pleasure lose structure, dissolving into an incoherent hum as you fuck her silly.

"Professor!!!" A shockwave passes through her as her arms collapse, falling face down in a writhing mess, tanned ass still held up in the air. You don't let up, her incredible pussy squeezing and pulsing around your cock as you fuck her into the bed.