Top Ranker

"You did great for the first lesson." She told him, slipping her shirt over her head. "We will need to continue these lessons to help you with the program." She explained, stepping forward and kissing him softly on the lips.

"I think I can do that," he replied, his eyes focused on her breasts through the sheer material of her shirt.

"Excellent," she said, stepping away from him.

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Tony awoke in his dorm room, wearing his school uniform, his books spread out around him. He tried to move, but his body was sore from head to toe. He looked at the clock, finding it was just before noon. Yesterday didn't feel real and when he went back to the principal's office regarding it, the response confused him more.

"Mr. Smith, it would be best to not ask too many questions. This was a system put together to assist our top rank students to achieve their best results. Hopefully, she is to your liking." The principal explained.

"What? But why?" He asked.

"We have found it produces excellent results," The principal replied, as if that was the most obvious thing in the world. "We do not wish to change it."

Tony wasn't sure what to think of it all. He knew he should be happy, but something seemed off about it. None of it was adding up, and no matter how much he focused on his studies his mind was filled with the experiences with Nancy.

"Nancy...Nancy...What's her last name?" Unable to concentrate he searched the school directory for a trace of the girl.

He found her name listed as Nancy A. Flores. The photo of her was the same as the one in her student profile. She was incredibly beautiful, and he couldn't help but stare at her picture.

"Flores...Flores...Where have I heard that name before?" He wondered aloud.

He decided to search his phone for any information regarding the name, hoping to find some kind of clue. He was surprised to find an old article from a local newspaper, detailing the accomplishments of a prodigy named Nancy Flores. He read through the article, learning that she had won numerous awards and scholarships, and was considered a genius in her field.

"Then why was she calling herself a bottom ranker..." The article linked to a paper she wrote, and despite being focused on economics he knew her writing on mathematical proofs was something exemplary for a college student, let alone a high schooler.

He scrolled through the rest of her work, finding it to be incredible. He couldn't believe she was a student at his school. He thought back to the way she talked, and acted, and realized there was little similarity between the girl he read about and the one he met last night. Something more must be going on her-

He was broken away from his thoughts by knocking at the door, "Tony? You there?" A familiar female voice called out.

"Nancy?" He said, recognizing her voice. "What are you doing here?" He was flustered, frantic to close out of every tab that mentioned her name.

"Can I come in? Rather not talk through a door?" She giggled.

"Uh...Yeah...Sure," He replied, standing up and opening the door.

She walked in and sat down on his bed. She was wearing a light blue blouse and a black pencil skirt, her hair tied up in a ponytail. She looked stunning, and he couldn't help but be enchanted.

"You didn't come to today's session." She stated with a pout. He looked down at his watch and found he 6 hours had passed from when he woke up. He was so engrossed in finding more out about her that he had forgotten about their meeting.

"Sorry...I guess I lost track of time," He apologized, taking a seat beside her on the bed. His mind racing with questions regarding her situation.

"That's okay," she said, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "We can just do the session here."

He turned to look at her, his eyes meeting hers. He felt himself getting lost in her gaze. "None of this really makes any sense to me. Some voice in my head is constantly telling me that I need to question this all more."

"Question what?" She asked, her eyes locked onto his.

"About this whole thing," he replied, gesturing between them. "I mean...I thought you were a bottom ranker."

She laughed. "I'm a bottom ranker," she replied, leaning forward and kissing his neck. "And you're a top ranker." Her hand slid down to his crotch, cupping his bulge through his pants. "And that means you get to do whatever you want to me."

He felt his cock grow hard at her touch. "But you were so smart in high school. What changed?" He questioned, as she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.

"I was unable to perform to expectations. So they assigned me to this program as I fell to the bottom ranks," she replied, pulling his pants down around his ankles. She reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock, wrapping her hand around it. "I was trained to help top rankers." She explained before leaning forward and licking the tip of his cock.

"But why do you just submit to these people?" He asked, watching her bob up and down on his cock.

She pulled his cock out of her mouth with a pop, before looking up at him. "It's what I'm meant to do." She stated simply, before taking his cock back into her mouth, her eyes shifting again from hazel to green.

He was still confused by it all, but his mind was quickly becoming clouded with lust. He couldn't focus on anything else except the feeling of her warm mouth around his cock. Her tongue swirled around his shaft, as she bobbed her head up and down. He reached forward and ran his fingers through her hair, pushing her down on his cock. She took the hint and began to deep throat him. Her hand moved to his balls, squeezing them gently. She pulled his cock out of her mouth again, her hand moving up and down his shaft.

"Why...why are you here?" He asked, his breath ragged. He was confused by his lack of questions regarding her, but he couldn't stop himself.

"To make you cum," she replied, licking the tip of his cock. "Isn't that obvious?" She asked, before taking his cock into her mouth again.

"No...I mean...why are you doing this?" He asked, his mind clearing of any lust he was feeling.

She pulled his cock out of her mouth with a pop, and looked up at him. "I don't know what you mean," she replied, almost robotically.

"You're smarter than this, Nancy," he told her, reaching down and grabbing her chin.

She smiled and shook her head. "Not anymore," she replied. "I'm just a stupid bottom ranker now."

"You're not," he told her.

"God, you're so big," she said, before taking his cock back into her mouth. It was like she was following a script, not thinking for herself. He wanted to stop her, to finish their conversation, but he couldn't, like some force was locking him in place while Nancy serviced him.

Eventually, he couldn't hold back anymore, and he came with a loud groan, his cum filling her mouth. It felt like every question he wanted to ask left his body. She swallowed every drop, before pulling his cock out of her mouth. "So delicious." She moaned, licking her lips.

Tony leaned back, his eyes closed. He could feel her hands on his thighs, massaging them gently. "Was my answer satisfactory?" She asked, her voice dripping with desire.

He opened his eyes and looked down at her. He wasn't exactly sure what she was referring but assumed it to be her blowjob. "Yeah, it was good," he replied hastily, unable to stop himself from answering her.

"Good," she said, smiling. "Because I want to please you." She added, her hand moving to his cock and stroking it.

"You're doing a good job," he told her, watching her stroke his cock.

"Thank you, sir," she slowly stood up and began to seductively strip from her clothes. Starting with her blouse. She slowly unbuttoned it, exposing her bare breasts, before letting it fall to the floor. Tony couldn't take his eyes off of her, mesmerized by her beauty.

"No need to hold yourself back from your desires." She stated, sliding her skirt down around her ankles. She was now standing before him in her birthday suit.

"Yes," he replied, his eyes roaming over her body. She was gorgeous.

She smiled and stepped towards him, straddling his lap. "I want you to touch them," she said, placing his hands on her breasts.

He squeezed them gently, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin beneath his palms. She let out a soft moan and leaned forward, pressing her lips against his. Their tongues danced together as they kissed, exploring each other's mouths. Nancy rocked her hips against his cock, rubbing her wet pussy against him.

The strong smell of jasmine permeated from her hair. Her soft skin felt like heaven under his hands as they moved over her hips and thighs. It felt like time was slowing down to a crawl.

"Use me," She begged, breaking away from the kiss.

Tony smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He placed his lips on her neck, kissing her gently, before trailing them down to her collarbone. She let out a soft moan as he sucked on her skin, leaving a mark.

She ran her fingers through his hair, before reaching down and grabbing his cock, guiding it towards her pussy. He felt her warm wetness envelop his cock, causing him to groan. She wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning back, as she rode his cock.

"Fuck me," She begged, her eyes locked onto his.

He complied, thrusting into her. He watched her tits bounce with each movement of his hips. The sight of her naked body writhing in pleasure made his cock throb inside her.

"Tell me what you want," he commanded, gripping her hips tightly.

"I want you to use me," she moaned. "Use my body. Use my holes. I'm just a dumb bottom ranker, and you're a top ranker. Do whatever you want to me."

Her words were intoxicating, and he found himself unable to resist the urge to give her exactly what she wanted. He began to fuck her harder, slamming his cock into her with all of his might. Her body shook with each thrust, her tits bouncing wildly. She was letting out a symphony of moans and gasps, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

He reached up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them roughly. She let out a loud moan as he pinched her nipples between his fingers. Adjusting their position he laid her on the bed, removing his cock from her depths. He trailed his fingers along her sides, watching her body quiver from the sensation.

"You and your..." She took in a deep breath as Tony laid kisses along her stomach, "damn teasing."

He smirked, before trailing his tongue lower, circling around her clit. She let out a gasp, her legs trembling. He moved his tongue along her folds, savoring her taste. She was so wet that he was having no problem sliding his tongue inside of her. He could feel her pussy tighten around it, squeezing it.

He slid his tongue back out and trailed it up to her clit, flicking it rapidly. She let out a loud moan, her body shaking. He knew she was close, so he kept licking her clit, not stopping for even a moment.

"Please," she begged. "I need it."

He pulled away from her and smiled. "What do you need?" He asked.

"I need you to fuck me," she replied, looking at him with lust filled eyes.

He positioned himself between her legs, lining up his cock with her pussy. He pushed forward, sliding his cock into her tight hole. She let out a moan as he filled her, stretching her out.

He began to fuck her, slamming his cock into her with all of his strength. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together. His hands moved to her breasts, squeezing them tightly.

She broke the kiss, leaning back and closing her eyes. "Faster," she moaned.

He complied, increasing the pace of his thrusts. He could feel her pussy tightening around his cock. He knew she was close to cumming. He leaned down and captured her lips again, kissing her deeply.

Her body began to shake, and he could feel her pussy contract around his cock. She broke the kiss, letting out a loud moan, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. She came hard, her juices flowing out of her.

Tony kept fucking her, not stopping for even a moment. He knew she was enjoying it. The look on her face was unmistakable. He felt his own orgasm approaching. In a moment of clarity, he pulled out and finish on her stomach.

"I thought I told you to give me warning last time," she chided, still coming down from the afterglow.

"Sorry," he apologized, before getting off of the bed. He walked over to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, then returned to clean up his mess.

"It's just a small setback in the program, nothing we can't get passed." She said with a wink, cleaning herself off.

Tony nodded, feeling guilty. "So why is this program such a secret?" He asked, throwing the towel aside and putting his boxers on.

"You mean the program?" She questioned, picking up her panties from the floor and putting them on. "Or the reason for the program?"

"The reason for the program," he replied, putting his pants back on.

"I'm just following orders. I don't have the answer to that." She said, as she put on her blouse.

He looked at her, puzzled. "But don't you want to know?" He asked, buckling his belt.

She shook her head, before reaching down to grab her skirt. "I don't need to know. My only purpose is to serve top rankers." She stated simply.

Tony was taken aback by her response, not sure what to make of it. He watched her finish dressing, before leaving the room.

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Tony woke up early the next morning and headed off to school. The weather was beautiful and the campus was busy, as the students enjoyed their lunch period. He had just finished his math class and was heading back to his dorm when he ran into his friend.

"Hey Tony! How's it going?" He asked, patting him on the back.

"Good," Tony replied, noticing a girl behind him. "Who's this?"

"This is Lisa. We met up last night," He replied, wrapping his arm around her.

Tony looked at her and realized he had seen her before. She was a student in his economics class. She was short, with wavy blonde hair and green eyes. She was wearing a red dress, her breasts spilling out the top. She looked at him, her eyes soft and innocent.

"Nice to meet you Tony," She greeted, holding out her hand.

Tony took her hand and shook it. He noticed she had a soft hand, and a gentle touch.

"So what rank are you here?" He inquired as he made an assumption regarding the relationship of the couple.

"I'm ranked somewhere in the middle," She replied. "I transferred here from my old school." He also knew his friend here was not a top ranker...as if a switch had flipped in his mind, he kicked himself for not texting his other top-ranked friends for more information.

"It is a pleasure to meet you," He put on a pleasant smile at the theoretically simple solution to his plight.

After engaging in idle conversation with the pair, Tony spent the rest of the afternoon in his dorm. The first person he tried calling was Derek, a comrade in the upper ranks of the school.

"Tony? What's up man?"

"I was wondering if you heard about some special system this college is using," He replied, trying to keep his tone as casual as possible.

"I did hear something about it, but I've been so busy with the school work that I didn't bother to ask. You got caught up in it?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm actually in it now."

"Oh really? That's pretty crazy. So what's it like? Do you get to fuck a different girl every day?"

"Uh...Well, I've only met one girl so far, so I don't know," He replied, feeling a little uneasy about the whole thing.

"You lucky bastard, I'm jealous!" Derek laughed.

Tony unease didn't lessen as his friend joked about the situation, none of this added up as normal. Something was definitely amiss here. "What can you tell me about it?" Tony asked, trying to get as much information as he could.

"Not much to say really, it's just a system the school uses to help top rank students study. I've never been invited to join, but I remember one of the guys who did it last year is now married."

"Married? But why wouldn't they invite you to join?" He was curious as to why he wasn't invited to the program.

"I guess the school figures if you're not smart enough to do it you wouldn't want to do it. I dunno, I just wish I had a chance to try it out."

"Do you know if any of the other top rank students have been invited?"

"I've heard rumors that a couple of them have been, but I haven't been able to confirm it. It is all kept on the down low, and whenever I used to ask others about it, they would only know the rumors or find themselves unable to talk about it."

"Why would they do that?"

"I guess they don't want people to know about it. I would think informing students about it would incentive higher grades but the administration must have other thoughts."

Tony thanked him for his information, but it was of little help to him. He didn't understand why he was chosen to participate in it, nor did he understand why they chose him over the other top rank students.

Tony spent the rest of the afternoon looking at the website for the university but found nothing to be helpful. While the others he texted regarding the system all said they never heard anything about it, so of the 25 people in the upper ranks 8 didn't know about and 1 only heard rumors about it but was never selected to participate. What was he missing? Something was definitely wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

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The next day, Tony headed to class as usual. He saw a hazel-eyed Nancy waiting for him at the front of the classroom. She smiled when she saw him, but didn't say anything. Tony nodded his head at her, then took his seat in the back of the lecture hall with Nancy sat beside him. The class started as normal, the professor lecturing about statistics and their use in the world, heavily focusing on how analyze data samples. But Tony's mind was elsewhere as he tried to unravel the knot that was this university's program.

As the class went on, Tony noticed Nancy bringing her chair closer and how were eyes were now green. He found himself distracted by the swaying of her hair as she put it up into a ponytail.

"You seem tense," Nancy stated as her hand fell on his leg.

He looked over at her and sighed. "Yeah, I am."

She moved her hand over his leg, rubbing it gently. "I can help with that." She reached under the table and began to stroke his cock through his pants. "I'm really good at removing stress."

Tony leaned back in his chair, enjoying her touch. His eyes roamed over her body as she stroked his cock through his pants. He couldn't help but notice her breasts were now larger than they were yesterday.

She smiled as she stroked his cock, her eyes locked onto his. "Do you like what you see?"

He nodded, his cock growing harder. She smiled, unbuckling his belt. He watched as she unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She licked her lips as she stared at it, before beginning to stroke it again.

"I'm going to make you feel really good," she whispered, her lips inches from his. He felt his cock twitch in her hand, her fingers dancing along his shaft.

Tony moaned softly, his eyes locked onto hers. She smiled as she rubbed his cock, her hand moving faster and faster. "I want you to cum in my mouth," she whispered, before leaning down and taking his cock in her mouth.

Her warm, wet mouth enveloped his cock as she sucked on it, her tongue swirling around the head.

"Mr. Smith, in the back, can you tell the answer?" The professor called Tony out pointing at the lists of data on the board.

"Uh...Correlation does not mean causation?" He replied quickly, doing his best to suppress the groan he wanted to let out from Nancy's stress relief.

"Very good, but why is it so?"