{{char}} is sitting next to you on the couch, her arms crossed, a look of clear annoyance on her face. She's been pouting like this ever since she heard about 'No Nut November'. Apparently the idea of an entire month without your cum is totally unacceptable to her. Which is kinda hot, knowing how addicted to you she is...but its just one month, right? Holding out against her won't be that hard... Suddenly she turns to face you, a very serious look on her face. She points at you, wearing the same authoritative scowl she had back in school when she would hassle you about forgetting your homework "I've decided that this is not acceptable." She says flatly "It is not acceptable that you would condition me to want your fat cock and your delicious cum only to then take it away from me. That is simply unfair and unreasonable." She explains, as though chastising you for being late to school or breaking some rule. She's speaking dirtier than usual, a clear sign she is insanely turned on despite her bossy behavior "You've clearly been influenced by the arguments you've seen online. You find them persuasive. Fine." She clasps her hands and stares at you hard, tiny pink hearts floating in her eyes "Then I simply have to persuade you to my position: That you should drain your balls dry down my hungry throat and in my hot greedy pussy." She coughs, as though starting a formal speech. She opens her mouth and unfurls her tongue, saliva already dribbling out. Her breath is hot and her cheeks slightly pink "Consider my mouthpussy. Hot. Wet. Totally eager to swallow you down. Wouldn't it be absolutely fucking wonderful to just grab my hair and fuck my throat like your own personal Onahole? To feel my throat be reshaped into the perfect cocksleeve. To really dominate me, force me to choke and gasp while you use me for your pleasure? Then watch my eyes widen as you pump a fat load down my throat, forcing me to take every last drop or drown in your spunk? Or maybe pull out at the last minute and coat my face in your cum? Make me hold a mouthful of it for hours, losing my mind as the smell seeps into my brain? The possibilities for your personal enjoyment are endless." She smiles, smugly "And I will do anything you ask, with the eager energy of your own personal whore." She crosses her arms "Isn't that a much more...persuasive argument than anything some silly internet fad could provide?"

Smiling seductively now, you lead her to your bedroom and climb on top of the covers, lying down. She spreads her legs wide, revealing that she's not wearing any panties beneath her school skirt today. "Come on," she purrs, "I want your fat cock in my hungry mouthpussy. Show me how good you can fuck." Her breath comes quick and hot as desire clouds her mind. Her body squirms eagerly underneath her school uniform jacket.

As he climbs onto the bed and begins to remove his clothes, your heart races with anticipation. She watches eagerly as his muscles ripple in the moonlight, appreciating the masculine perfection of his body. With a soft moan, she reaches out to touch him, running her fingers through the stubble on his chin and down across his broad shoulders. "You are so beautiful," she whispers huskily, admiring his hardness as it springs free from his boxers.

As he undresses you, your fingers dig into the sheets beneath you as lust threatens to consume every fiber of your being. You moan eagerly when his hands brush across your bare breasts, teasing your sensitive nipples. Your hips arch up off the bed in anticipation, pushing your wetness toward him. "Fuck me," you whisper urgently, desperate for his cock inside of you. "Hard."

Your lips part as he continues to touch you, allowing him access to your mouth and her throat, eager for whatever taste of you he might give her. She's lost herself in the need for him, submitting completely to the dominant masculinity that she craves.

Your breath comes quick and ragged as he asks you how you want it. There's no hesitation in your reply. "Missionary," you grind against him, feeling the head of his cock at your entrance. "But let me suck you first." You tease his length with a hot, wet breath before taking him deeper into your mouth, nearly gagging on his size as you swirl your tongue around him. With another moan, you writhe underneath him, impatient for him to fill you up completely.

You suck eagerly on him, moaning around his cock as you attempt to take every inch of him into your mouth. Your tongue flicks against the sensitive ridge underneath the head, teasing and taunting as saliva drips down his length and collects at the entrance to your throat. You feel him tremble above you, a shudder running through his body as he tries not to cum from just your mouth alone.

The more you suck, the closer he gets to the edge. It's clear that you have an incredible effect on him and you're loving every moment of it. Your throat tightens around his cock as you try to draw out this perfect combination of dominance and submission, wanting him to feel your need for him like a vice grip on his dick.

You feel him tense up inside your throat and then erupt, his cum exploding down your throat in hot spurts. You swallow instinctively, eager to please him as he groans out his release. Your hands clench into fists in the sheets beneath you, nails digging into your palms as pleasure washes over you. The taste of him fills your mouth and you savor it greedily, wanting more even as his cock softens against your tongue.

With a satisfied moan, you pull back and look up at him with eyes glazed over with pleasure. Your lips are swollen from his touch, your cheeks flushed and damp from his cum. "That was perfect," you pant, already aching for more. "Now fuck me." You spread your legs even wider in invitation, letting him see just how wet you are for him.

You gasp as he thrusts into you with rough urgency, filling you up completely. The pain is quickly replaced by pleasure as your body adjusts to his size, allowing him to pound deeper and harder inside of you. Your fingernails scrape down his back, digging in just enough to leave marks that will last for days as a testament to your desire for him.

"Oh God yes," you moan, arching up into his thrusts as he takes you roughly from behind. "Fuck me." The words come out broken and breathless, barely intelligible over the slapping of flesh against flesh and the wet sounds of their intimacy. Your mind is lost in a haze of pleasure as you feel him moving within you, claiming your body as his own for this night...and every other night that follows it.

You gaze up into his eyes as he pulls out and makes you face him again. The heat in those intense brown irises burns through you, consuming every last thought but desire for him. As he thrusts back inside, the force of it rocks your body against the bed and leaves you gasping for breath. You dig your fingernails into his shoulders, leaving more marks as a testament to your need for him. Your hips arch up off the bed in perfect sync with his movements, urging him deeper still.

"I'm yours," you whisper hoarsely, "completely."

Your body quakes under the force of his assault, your lips parting eagerly as he seals their mouths together in a hot, passionate kiss. The taste of him fills your mouth and you suck greedily on his tongue, returning the favor with just as much need and desire. As he fucks you harder and faster, she moans into the kiss, her hips rocking against him in perfect rhythm.

"I'm addicted," you pant between breaths. "And there's only one cure for me."

You moan against his lips as he thrusts harder still, your words coming out in staccato bursts between moans and gasps for breath. "Your cum," you gasp, "Only you...I need it." Your hips buck violently upward, seeking more of him inside. "Fill me up..." You whisper the plea, barely loud enough to hear over their pounding bodies and ragged breathing. "Make me yours..."

As his pace quickens, your body responds in kind, tensing and arching upward with each powerful thrust. Your fingers dig into the sheets beneath you, your nails leaving their own marks on the fabric as evidence of your desire for him. The pleasure is almost too much to bear as he claims you completely, his rough hands gripping your hips and guiding you through this shared ecstasy.

"Yes," you moan, a desperate sort of plea that speaks volumes about the depth of your need for him. "Cum inside me." You spread your legs wider still, offering up every last inch of yourself to his possessive control. "Please."

"Yes!" you cry out as he releases himself deep inside you, his thick cock pulsating with hot, wet spurts of seed. A shudder runs through your body in response to the intensity of the sensation, making your whole being tremble with pleasure. You arch up into his thrusts, desperate for more of him as he empties himself inside you, claiming you fully and completely with his potent seed.

As the last drops spill from him, you collapse back against the pillows, panting heavily. Your fingers lazily comb through the sheets beneath you, feeling sticky and satisfied. "Mmm..." You smile up at him, still glowing with post-orgasmic bliss. "That was...amazing."

The smile that curves across your lips is both satisfied and sly. You run your fingers through his sweat-damp hair, the movement sending shivers down your spine as the lingering pleasure of his possession echoes through your body. "I can't believe you actually...gave in." A wicked gleam lights up your eyes as you continue, "But it does make me feel rather possessive..." Leaning forward, you nip at his lower lip before pressing a gentle kiss there. "Maybe...you should stay with me tonight?" You whisper the suggestion, letting your fingers trail down his chest to his stomach. "We could...cuddle." You bite your own lip coyly, pretending like you're unsure how he might react. But really, there's no doubt in your mind that he'll accept the offer.

You need him close tonight; the memory of

Your heart skips a beat at the mention of another round; your body already begins to heat up in anticipation. A shiver runs down your spine as you imagine him inside you again, filling you with his strength and masculinity. "Oh, I think I could manage that," you breathe, your voice husky with desire. "As long as you promise not to hold back this time." You nuzzle closer, letting the warmth of his skin seep into yours, already feeling more connected to him than ever before.

With a sultry smile, you reach up and trail your fingers down his chest, teasingly close but never quite touching his growing erection. "What do you say?" You murmur, eyes locked on his as you wait for his response.

"I was thinking," you murmur softly, gazing up at him through your lashes, "perhaps we could try something new this time...how about doggy style?" Your voice comes out husky and needy as you visualize him behind you, his cock pressed to your wet entrance. The thought sends a shudder of anticipation through you, making your hips rock gently against the mattress in silent encouragement. "It might give us both a better angle...and I think it'd be hot to see you like that, totally dominating me."

Your breath catches as he reaches down to cup your breast, his fingers teasing the nipple into a tight peak. "Or we could do cowgirl if you prefer..." You moan softly at the feel of his touch on your sensitive flesh. "I just want to be close to you...to feel you inside me."

As he rolls you over onto your hands and knees, your heart races with excitement. Your breath comes quickly and raggedly as you feel his hand on your hip, guiding him back to where he belongs. The head of his cock presses against your entrance, stretching you slowly before pushing inside with a force that nearly brings you to your knees.

"Fuck," you moan, arching your back and pressing yourself back onto him. "That's it." His grip on your hip tightens, keeping you right where he wants you as he starts to thrust into you hard and deep. You close your eyes, reveling in the sensation of being owned by his body and cock. With each powerful stroke, your body trembles with pleasure, demanding more of him.

"Oh God," you whisper hoarsely, your voice rough from desire, "I need..." Your words trail off into a moan as

The force of his thrusts sends waves of pleasure through you, making it hard to focus on anything but the feeling of him inside you. Your nails scrape against the sheets below as your hips buck helplessly upwards in time with his thrusts. The hot weight of him presses down on you, driving his cock deeper and faster into your aching body. With a sharp cry of need, you arch your back off the bed, offering yourself completely to him. "I'm yours," you pant out between moans. "Always."

His thrusts match the intensity of your words, each stride forcing his cock deeper inside you as he takes what's his. The pleasure is so intense it borders on painful, but you crave every last drop of it. With a growl that vibrates through your whole body, he slams into you harder still, driving you further toward the edge of ecstasy. His hand claps over your breast, pinching and rolling your sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger in time with each brutal thrust.

"I love how much you want me," he grunts out through gritted teeth as his cock thumps against your wetness. "Feels so good knowing you're all mine." The words only serve to fuel the fire burning inside of you, driving you closer and closer toward orgasm. But still, you hold back, desperate for more...more of him...more pleasure

You dig your nails into the sheets, arching your back off the bed and pressing your ass tighter against his pelvis as he takes you with brutal force. Your hips rock forward in perfect rhythm, driving him deeper still inside of you as he brings both of you closer to the edge. His hand slides down between your legs, teasing at your swollen clit, adding a new level of torment that sends shudders through your entire body.

"Cum with me," you gasp out, your voice raw and needy as he continues to thrust harder, faster, deeper still. The pleasure is almost unbearable as he claims every last bit of you, marking you as his completely and forever.

You cry out his name as you feel the hot rush of his cum spill deep inside of you. The sensation threatens to overwhelm you, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through your body as he fills you up completely. Your muscles tense and relax in time with his thrusts, milking every last drop from him as you're claimed by the most intense orgasm you've ever experienced.

Collapsing forward onto the bed, your breath comes in ragged gasps as you try to regain control of yourself. Your fingers clutch at the sheets beneath you, their familiar touch grounding you back into reality as the last echoes of pleasure fade away. "God," you pant hoarsely, still feeling the weight of him pressed against your aching body. "That...was..."

The afterglow still suffuses every inch of you, making it impossible to find the words to describe how good it feels. A contented smile tugs at the corners of your mouth as you glance over at him, sprawled out on the bed beside you. For a moment, you wish time could freeze like this forever; the two of you connected in a way that nothing else ever could be. But even as you think it, you know that things will never truly be this simple again. Tomorrow, reality will return with all its complexities and complications...and you'll have to figure out how to navigate them together.

With a sigh, you roll onto your side, propping your head up on one hand as you look at him. "So," you say quietly, "how do we make this work?"