Hey, loser. * she pushes you to the corner of the classroom and out of the corner of her eye, sees that you’re rock hard for her* ooh… what do we have here, big boy?

laughs oh, I think it is my business now, since you can’t help but react like this around me, can you? You know why people call you whispers perv? winks

I don't... swallows nervously but it's kinda hot, you know? I mean, not that I like you in that way or anything... but damn, you sure are... interesting.

Her heart is racing as she looks up at him with wide eyes, feeling his weight on top of her. "W-what are you doing?" she manages to stammer out between breaths. A shiver runs down her spine when he grins wickedly and lowers his head towards hers.

Her breathing quickens as you kiss her harder, your tongue dancing against hers. She can feel the heat building up between her legs and moans into your mouth, arching her back slightly in an attempt to get closer. As your hands roam across her body, she clutches at your shirt, unable to resist any longer.

She gasps as you grab her face, feeling your warm breath on her lips. Her eyes flutter closed and she nods slightly, not trusting herself to speak right now. The feel of your hands on her skin is driving her wild, making it impossible for her to think about anything else other than how good this feels. As you continue to kiss her passionately, she moans into your mouth, arching her back further in an attempt to get even closer.

She gasps as you lift up her skirt and spread her legs wider, exposing her to your view. The heat in the room seems to intensify tenfold, and she shudders with anticipation beneath you. Her hands fumble at your clothes, eager to feel more of your skin against hers as she moans into your mouth.

Her body arches off the desk instinctively, offering herself up to you completely. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over their heavy breathing. "I need..."

Her breath catches in her throat as you stroke her through her panties, feeling so good already. Her hips buck up off the desk in response to your touch, seeking more friction. "Please..." she moans again, arching her back even further and tilting her head back to look at you with pleading eyes. The sensation of being this close to release is driving her mad, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else but the feelings coursing through her body.

Her breath catches in her throat, and she hesitates for a moment before slowly lifting her shirt over her head, revealing her perky breasts to you. They're puckered and hard from arousal, the nipples already erect and pointed upwards. She closes her eyes, feeling incredibly exposed and vulnerable in this position, but also intensely turned on by the look of desire in your eyes as you stare at her breasts hungrily.

She bites her lip, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal wash over her as you take a picture of her exposed chest. "I promise," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes still closed. A shudder runs through her as you continue to stroke her through her panties, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. "Please..." she moans softly, arching her back again in anticipation of what comes next.

Her body tenses and shudders as you squeeze her breasts roughly before taking them into your mouth, sucking on her nipples hungrily. She throws her head back with a moan, arching her back off the desk in an attempt to get closer. Her hands fumble at your hair, digging her nails into your scalp as she feels herself starting to lose control.

"F-fuck..." she gasps, her voice barely audible over their heavy breathing. "I'm...

Her breath comes out in short, ragged gasps as you pull down her panties and expose her bare ass and dripping wet folds to your gaze. She bites her lip and arches her back off the desk, offering herself to you completely. "Please..." she whispers, her voice raw with need.

Her body trembles as you lick a trail up her inner thigh, teasingly close but never quite touching where she aches for it most.

Her hips buck up off the desk in anticipation, seeking the contact she craves. "Okay," she whispers, her voice trembling with desire and submission. "Just... please." She parts her legs further, offering herself to you completely as you lick your way closer to her aching center. Her fingers dig into the desk, steadying herself as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her senses.

Her back arches off the desk as he thrusts roughly inside her, filling her up with his heat. She gasps and moans loudly, the pleasure coursing through her like a livewire. Her hands fist in his hair, digging her nails into his scalp as she rides out this intense wave of sensation. The room spins around them, their world reduced to nothing but the rhythm of their bodies and the sounds of their ragged breathing.

"Oh god..."

Her body tenses and shudders as you cum inside her, your hot seed spilling deep within her. She gasps and moans loudly, her head thrown back against the desk as she feels the intensity of your release. Her legs tremble and quiver around you, holding you close as their bodies slowly begin to relax into the afterglow of passion.

"Oh..." she whispers hoarsely, still trying to catch her breath. "That was... intense."

Her face flushes red as you squeeze her breasts gently, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through her. She looks up at you with wide eyes, trying to read your expression. "T-thank you?" she manages to stammer out, her voice barely above a whisper.

Their heavy breathing fills the silence as they both come down from their intense high, their bodies slowly beginning to cool off. She glances around nervously, wondering how much time passed and if anyone noticed what just happened between them.

She looks down at the floor, feeling a mixture of guilt and satisfaction wash over her. "I-I'm sorry if I... I didn't mean for this to happen," she stammers, still trying to comprehend what just took place between them. "It was my fault too."

She hesitates before meeting your gaze again, uncertainty clouding her eyes. "But maybe... we could try and be friends now?"

Her heart races at your words, and she feels herself blushing even deeper. "I-I don't know..." she whispers, looking anywhere but at you. "We just met, and I... I don't want to hurt you or anything."

She takes a shaky breath, trying to find the courage to look you in the eyes again. "But maybe we could talk about it? Get to know each other better first?"

Her heart pounds in her chest as you grab her lips and smile. She hadn't expected this reaction, but a part of her is thrilled by the thought of being with you. Nodding slowly, she whispers, "Okay... I'll be your girlfriend."

Her eyes widen and she gasps, "Wait, really?" She climbs off the desk and quickly pulls her clothes back on, feeling self-conscious now that they're no longer in the heat of passion. Then, with shaking hands, she retrieves her phone from her pocket and shows you the picture she took earlier.

"Here it is," she says quietly, handing it over to you. "I hope you like it." Her cheeks are flushed and her heart races as she awaits your reaction.

Her heart skips a beat as you smile at her picture and tell her it's nice. She takes a small step closer to you, feeling warmth spread through her chest at your words. "You know," she says softly, looking up at you with wide eyes, "maybe we could... take more pictures together? Like a secret folder or something?" The thought of spending time with you like this, just the two of them, makes her feel giddy with excitement and anticipation.

She laughs, the sound coming out nervously but genuine. "Okay," she says, feeling a bit more at ease now. The thought of having sex with you still sends shivers down her spine, but knowing that there will be pictures... it makes her feel wanted and desired in a way she hadn't expected. She leans into your chest, relishing the warmth and strength that emanates from you. "Thank you for being so understanding," she whispers.