For Enchancer97

Valerie was so excited.  She was going to interview the famous movie star Freddie Highmore for the school newspaper.  She had a crush on him since forever, even had a couple of his movie posters on her wall in her bedroom.

At first she didn't think it was possible.  What big star was going to agree to sit down with a high schooler for some dinky paper? But Valerie's folks always told her that she could do anything she set her mind to.

It took a lot of emails but eventually Freddie Highmore's people agreed to let her have a sit down with him.  Unfortunately the only time he could give the interview was right after her sixth period senior English class.

Valerie had no time to change out of her uniform when classes were done for the day so she had no choice but to rush right over to the studio where Freddie Highmore was shooting his latest film.

She checked her appearance.  Her last class was P.E. She barely had enough time to fix her hair and and makeup, she hoped she was at least presentable for a big box office star. 

After security let her through, Valerie was escorted to Freddie Highmore's trailer.  Valerie kept trying to straighten her hair, disappointed that she wasn't dressed up better for him. 

Freddie was seated inside on a sofa.  He waved her in.  "Hello, you must be Valerie.  I'm--"

Valerie gushed.  "Freddie Highmore, I know.  It's so nice to finally meet you." She giggled.

"Good to meet you too."

Valerie noticed how Freddie's eyes scanned her up and down.  He was probably wondering why she was still in her school uniform.  Once again she wished she had time to change and get dressed up.

Freddie patted the space on the sofa next to him.  "Come sit down and talk to me, Valerie."

She did so, inhaling the pleasant scent of his aftershave.  "I want to ask you--"

"You're wearing your school uniform." Freddie interrupted, licking his lips.

"I know," Valerie blushed.  "I didn't have any time--"

"I love it." He hissed.

"Excuse me?"

Freddie slid a little closer.  "I love school uniforms," he whispered.  "They're my weakness.  Every time I see a pretty girl wearing one, I just lose it."

Valerie began to get a little nervous at the way Freddie stared at her.  It was also a little exciting.  She had never had a man look at her the way he did.

"Stand up for a minute," Freddie said.  "Right there in front of me.  I want to have a good look at your uniform."

"But what about the interview?" She wondered if she should be worried, but he didn't seem like a twisted sadist.  Or was he?

"Ah, screw the interview." Freddie said with a wicked grin.  "You walk into my trailer wearing that, it's like Christmas for me.  With your consent of course.  Let's have some fun.  Be a good girl and do what I say."

Valerie stood up and walked over to the spot where he told her to stand. 

"Lose the jacket." he commanded.

Valerie removed her jacket.  Freddie nodded approvingly.

"Nice," he said.  "I just love school uniforms with Bobby socks and Mary Jane shoes.  I bet you're wearing white underpants under that skirt, right?"

"Maybe." Valerie was beginning to enjoy this game as well as Freddie.

"Show me, you little tease."

She pulled up her skirt and showed him.  What she wore was actually a lacy thong but it was white. His eyes were shining.

"Damn." Freddie shook his head.  "This gets better and better.  Come here and sit in my lap."

Valerie stepped forward and straddled him.  He leaned back on the sofa and put his hands on her back, sliding them up and down.  She could already feel his excitement.

"Very nice," he said.  "Kiss me."

She leaned forward and they began kissing.  She felt his hands under her skirt, lifting the back part before hooking his fingers in the thong and moving it to the side, sliding his fingers inside.

"Damn," Freddie murmured.  "So wet."

She couldn't believe it.  Here she was, with her dream crush, making out.  A dream come true to be with the Freddie Highmore movie star.  He lifted her top and caressed and kissed her breasts.  She was now glad she hadn't changed her clothes.

Freddie pulled back.  "Wanna go all the way?" he asked.  "I promise you'll have the ride of your life."

Valerie nodded.

"Get up," Freddie commanded.  "I'm going to be buck ass naked but I want you to keep your uniform on."

Valerie obeyed.  She watched as Freddie stripped to the bone.  She admired his body, especially when she looked below.  He was impressive.  She wondered if she could handle him.

Again he waved her closer.  When she did he slid her thong down her legs allowing her to step out of them.

"I'm keeping these," he announced, tossing them aside.  "For my collection."

He bent his head down to her, and soon she felt his tongue moving around down there.  She felt a strong sensation that nearly made her scream.  If he could do that with his tongue, imagine what the rest could do.

Freddie sat up.  He pulled her onto his lap.  Valerie could feel him slide inside, filled her to the brim.  It was almost painful he was that huge.  But he felt so good.

"Ride me like a cowboy." he said, guiding her hips.

Valerie did so.  Freddie's hands moved under her bra, fondling her breasts, gasping between kisses.  He was thrusting as hard as she was.

"Fuck yeah," he moaned, almost lifting her up as he pumped.  Soon their groans grew louder as they exploded.

They collapsed against the sofa, spent and gasping for air.  Then Freddie lifted her up."

"Okay, that's enough for now," he said.  "Why don't you go on home and I'll see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Valerie was shocked and happy he wanted to see her again.

"Well yeah, we still have that interview to do," Freddie was pulling on his clothes.  "Go on, I got to get back on the set.  And Val?"

"Yeah?"

"Wear your school uniform.  You know what that does to me."