𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫

Stress Toy 🔞

"Fûckboy has been gettin on your nerves lately, huh?" Jared leans on my desk.

I rub my head in distress. "Tremendously. He never listens. It's like talking to a brick wall."

He chuckles. "Yup, you know him. Can't keep his dįck outta these chicks. And his girl..."

"Ugh, don't even get me started on her!" I said. "Can you actually believe that he'd rather fùck her than me?"

"Oh yeah? Sounds terrible." He kneels down in front of me and spreads my legs, but I'm too busy ranting to notice.

"I'm not jealous. I just don't know why he's dating someone like her. And he has the nerve to respect her over me."

"Not jealous, huh?" He slides my panties off, but I was still too busy ranting.

"Fine, I am jealous. So what? It's not like..." My sentence was cut off by Jared's slimy tongue rubbing against my püssy. "Ah...hmm."

I looked down and saw him going at it. "What the hell are you...mm fúck...were you even listening?"

He looks up at me. "You were saying something about jealousy right?" He brushes his warm, wet tongue against my clït.

"Yeah...hmm...something like that." I grabbed his blonde curls and moved my hips back and forth.

He French kissed my püssy and sticks his tongue inside me. I threw my head back. "Fuūuck, Jared."

He smirks and looks back up at me. "I thought you needed something to get your mind off of that brown-eyed prick."

"You're so helpful," I thanked. His tongue moves rapidly on my pusśy. I cover my mouth to stay quiet. "Mm...don't stop, oh fūck, I'm right there."

"Gonna cūm?" I bit my lip and shook my head. "Fûck yes, I'm cūmming...ah."

He spreads my legs wider and repeatedly hits my clît with the tip of his tongue. "Yes, daddy, yes...ah!"

I gasped and clenched onto his shoulders. My body twitches and squirms until I finally released in his mouth. "Mm! Aha!"

My hips slow down and I was left panting. He smiles with his face dripping. "I love the way you taste."

"You're way too good at that," I moaned. He licks the rest off my inner thighs. He such a gentleman.

He stands up. "Trynna fûck?" I grin seductively. "Yes, please fûck me." I get up from my chair and slide my hand down his pants. Oooh, he's big.

"You feel how nice and thick it is?" I can feel the veins pulsing through his shaft. I'm getting wet.

"I heard you calling me daddy earlier," he mentioned. I roll my eyes. "Don't be so full of yourself. I was just in the moment."

He leans and whispers "I'll make you say it again" in my ear. "Mm, I like to see you try then," I tempted.

He lifts up my skirt, then pauses. "Lets fūck somewhere else. It's too boring in here."

I sigh in agreement. "I thought I was the only one, but where else are we gonna do it?"

2 minutes forward

"Ladies first." He has to be joking. Is he out of his damn mind? "The damn principals office?!"

"He's at a meeting right now. He's not coming back until another hour. C'mon." He pulls me in and locks the door.

"You're crazy. I'm not fûcking you in here!" He laughs. "Oh no, we're definitely fūcking in here."

"Jare-" He pulls me in by the hips and kisses me. I push him off of me. "Lay off!"

"What's the problem? I thought you wanted to fúck." He yanks me by the skirt. "This is too risky. Let go."

He sucks his teeth. "You're always with this 'risky' shît. I already told you, he won't be in here for a while."

"Dammit, you're so heedless," I sighed. He pins my back on the principal's desk. "Show me those tîts."

Ugh, why am I getting turned on from his recklessness? It's so hot. I unbuttoned my shirt and reveal my tïts to him.

"Oh fùck yes," he sùcks on my nipple while playing with the other one. His tongue is so addicting.

He moves his hand down and fingers my püssy. "Mm, o-oh yes...aha." I lift his face up and kiss his lips.

He slides his pants down. "Fùck, I'm so hard." He smacks his thick, hard piece against my entrance and pushes it in.

I arch my back. I can feel every inch of him inside of me. He starts pounding me on the principal's desk.

"O-o-oh fúck, harder, harder," I beg. "No problem," he grasped firmly on my hips and effortlessly rearranges my guts.

My eyes roll back and my voice jumps to high pitch. "...ah ah AH YES, DADDY, YES-" Jared puts his hand over my mouth and keeps fúcking me senselessly.

Stuff was collapsing off the desk. He pushes my hands away from my chest. "Ohh yeah, I wanna see your tìts bounce while I wreck you."

He's hitting all of my good spots, it's making me cry. I can't take this much at one time. I think I need to cu-

"C'mere," he pulls me up and carries me with his dīck still inside me. "What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna fúck you against this wall. Hold onto my shoulders." He pins me on the wall and continues ruining my insides. Fùck, he feels even deeper when he pounds me this way.

"Ah fúck, this pušsy is tight. You gonna cúm on my dįck, or what?" I nod and throw my head back. "Almost there...mm yessss."

"Good, cuz I'm about to bust soon...mm shīt." He speeds up the pace and assaults my G-spot. "Fùck, I'm gonna..."

"Yeah? Gonna çum for me, slùt? Do it then." I tighten my grip, jerk my head up, and covered my mouth.

"AH!" I burst all over his cøck and everywhere else. He kisses my neck, then my lips as he puts me back on the desk.

He slowly pulls out and jerks off. "I'm gonna cùm those pretty tīts of yours," he moans.

I hold my tïts together, waiting for his cúm. "Ahh...fuuuûck." He busts his gooey load on my tīts.

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