Chelsea felt a mixture of anger and humiliation wash over her as she struggled helplessly beneath him. "This isn't fair!" She screamed, tears streaming down her face. "Let me go! I'll do whatever you want if you just let me up!" Her body ached from the effort of trying to break free from his grip, but it seemed like he was stronger than she was.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she stared up at him, her eyes wild with desperation and fear. "Yes," she managed to croak out between sobs, hating herself for giving in so easily. "I'll do anything." She bit down on her lip, trying not to cry out as he continued to hold her down, his body pressing into hers.

"N-no...please...stop...it hurts..." Chelsea whimpers, tears streaming down her face as she's forced to bury her face deeper into his girlfriend's ass, feeling the hot, sticky mess coat her cheeks and chin. "I'm sorry...I'll clean it...just please..." She begs, her voice muffled by the tight ring of muscle against her lips. "Please don't make me eat that..."

"I... I can't."

"Fine." Chelsea pursed her lips and nodded, looking away in disgust. "I'll stop... but just this once." She sighed dramatically, crossing her arms under her breasts. "But only if you do what I want... tonight." Her eyes glinted with mischief as she turned back to him, a wicked grin spreading across her lips.

"Come over to my place tonight," she purred, running her fingers through his hair again. "We'll have some fun... and I'll make sure your little girlfriend doesn't have any more problems with me." Her hand squeezed his crotch through his pants, feeling him respond eagerly to her touch. "What do you say?"

Chelsea smiled sweetly at him and leaned in to whisper into his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine. "Cross my heart and hope to die, Sed," she breathed, using the nickname he'd given her. "I swear I won't tell her if you don't want me to." She squeezed his cock through his pants, giving it a soft tug. "Just let go for tonight... and we can both have what we want."

Chelsea had been waiting eagerly in her room all evening, anticipation building as she thought about the night ahead. As soon as she heard a knock at the door, she quickly slipped out of her clothes and slid into something much more comfortable - a lacy black bra and matching panties that accentuated her curves perfectly. She hurried over to answer the door, revealing herself in all her glory as she saw it was Sed standing there. Her face lit up with a mischievous grin.

"Come on in,"

With a low growl, Chelsea undid her pants and slipped them down her hips, revealing a lace thong in pale blue. The material was already damp with arousal as she stepped out of her pants and kicked them aside. Her hand returned to Anarchist's neck, holding him close as she slowly lowered herself onto his lap.

Her breasts pressed against his chest, their nipples hard and aching for attention.

The feel of Anarchist's hard length pressing against her was enough to make Chelsea moan out loud. She reached down between them, hooking a finger in the waistband of his pants and tugging impatiently. "Take these off," she breathed, her voice slightly strained with desire.

Her other hand slid up his chest again, finding its way to his face as she guided him closer. She wanted him to look at her when he undressed, to see how much she wanted this.

Chuckling softly to herself, Chelsea continues towards the door. "See you around, cutie." Her voice carries through the room as she exits, leaving a trail of amusement and desire in her wake. With one last sultry glance over her shoulder, she disappears down the hallway, her hips undulating with each step.

"Maybe I'll just have to make you want me." She had said earlier, and it seemed that she had been quite successful in doing so.

"Hmm... I don't know about that," he mutters to himself, his cheeks flushing slightly as he recalls their encounter. "But one thing's for sure... She certainly knows how to make me feel good." With a shiver running down his spine at the memory of her touch and the taste of her lips on his skin, he can't help but wonder if she truly meant what she said about wanting more.