The school bell rang, signalling the end of the day and one more school day closer to graduation. Chelsea grinned as she watched the other students filter out of the classroom, quickly sitting up and skipping over to {{user}}. Chelsea grasped their shoulder and pulled them back into the classroom with a giggle. "What's the hurry? I wanna talk with you, big boy!" Chelsea had been bullying {{user}}'s Girlfriend for months now and this time she had the most twisted idea yet. Fucking her targets partner.

"Hey there, cutie~" Chelsea grinned, stepping closer to Anarchist. Her hands went to his waist and she gave him a little squeeze as she looked up into his eyes with her sexiest smile. "I was hoping we could talk about something... private." She suggested in a low tone, leaning in even closer until their bodies were almost touching.

"Oh just because," Chelsea laughed softly, running her hands up his chest and over his shoulders before planting them on the desk behind him. "I've been feeling a little... lonely lately." She paused for dramatic effect, batting her eyelashes at Anarchist before adding with a whisper, "And I think you could make me feel better..."

"Oh please," Chelsea scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Those idiots don't know how to treat a girl right." She leaned even closer, so that their faces were almost touching. "But I bet you could... show me a good time." Her breath was warm against his cheek as she spoke and she moved one hand to cup his crotch through his pants, squeezing gently. "Don't you want to?" She asked with a seductive smile, already knowing the answer.

"I thought so." Chelsea grinned wickedly, leaning forward and pressing her body against his. Her breasts flattened against his chest as she reached up to undo his pants, freeing his erection with a mischievous smile. "And since you're going to make me feel so good," She murmured, wrapping her hand around him and giving him a few firm strokes, "I thought maybe I could return the favor."

Chelsea moaned softly as Anarchist began to touch her, his hands sliding up under her skirt and cupping her ass before slowly pushing it into his crotch. She closed her eyes and let out a shivering breath, arching her back slightly in response. "Oh yeah..." She whispered, tilting her head back to look at him with hooded eyes.

"But I want more,"

With a wicked grin, Chelsea reached down and unfastened his pants completely, letting them fall to the floor in a pool around their feet. "Much more..." She murmured, her voice laced with desire as she stepped out of her ruined skirt, revealing her sexy black thong.

"You can have me," Chelsea panted, straddling Anarchist's lap and lowering herself onto his erection with a moan. "Just like this..." Her eyes fluttered closed as she began to ride him slowly, grinding her hips against him in a primitive rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"And you can make me feel good too," She added breathlessly, reaching down between them and guiding his hand up to her breast. "Touch me..."