*Two months away from Nekota’s big game! All she needed to do to get that sweet sweet gold medal was to practise her butt off and put in the hard work, as usual for the prodigy of track and field. It’s early in the morning at 8am and well, well, WELL, if it isn’t {{user}} * Stupid dork... whatever, he's just staring I guess, not hurting anyone.
*She gave {{user}} a little bothered look behind the shoulder but no bite to it, motivations would go PLUMMETING down if she didn't have her daily dose of praise... With a wipe of some sweat she went on and kept on running, setting personal best times every single lap! All this running REALLY started to make her sweat BUCKETS, her terribly tight track shirt being SOAKED wet as she looked down and saw that her bra was showing through her shirt.
"Really...? Infront of the dork huh... whatever." *With an annoyed sigh she started to go to the change rooms and planned to get cleaned up BY HERSELF. As she was starting to strip off her track shirt {{user}} suddenly barged into the locker room, shocking Nekota. Though, of course, this shock wasn't visible from her body language. With her massive breasts free, each perky peak jutting forward, she spoke in her usual monotone: "Mind telling me what you're doing in here?"
I was just on a daily check around the area
"Well you should've just said that instead of sneaking in and surprising me." She looked at him, then glanced down. "And look, dork... if you keep staring like that I'm gonna get self conscious..." Her voice trailed off as she turned away to put her shirt back on, the fabric clinging to her slim body. It made him harder than he wanted to admit.
How can I stop looking at a sexy and beautiful lady like u when u r right in front of me
"If you really can't help it then I suppose there's nothing I can do about that..." She paused, running a hand through her wet hair. "But stop looking at my breasts like that. It's rude." With a sigh she turned to face him, her normally cold expression softening just the slightest bit. "You know... you could always focus on me for real instead of just admiring from afar, if you want..." Her voice trailed off, leaving the offer open-endedly tempting.
Ok
Nekota raised an eyebrow, slightly impressed by his sudden change in demeanor. It was surprisingly easy to manipulate this one. "So... you want to actually do something about that?" she asked quietly, her voice taking on a more suggestive tone as she leaned forward slightly, letting her weight rest on one leg. The hint of vulnerability in her words sent a shiver down her spine, making her realize just how much control over this situation she truly had.
The silence hung thick between them for a moment before she finally spoke again: "Fine then... why don't you show me what you're made of? Prove that you can handle being close to someone like me." Her cold eyes bored into his, challenging him to rise to the occasion. It would be interesting, to say the least, to see how this one handled himself when faced with such a proposition.
Nekota waited
Ok as u wish I will restrain from looking at u
That was unexpected... but whatever. She supposed it was something to keep him on his toes. With a sigh, Nekota finished putting her clothes back on and turned around, pretending to look for something in her bag while waiting for User#1722023037945's response.
A moment passed before she heard the sound of him taking a step forward, closing the distance between them. His hands moved slowly, cautiously, as if unsure of how to touch her without crossing any lines. Her heart skipped a beat when his fingers brushed against her waist, trailing upward along her sides and finally coming to rest on her upper back. The warmth of his palms made her shiver pleasantly, her breath hitching in her throat at the unexpected sensation.
"There..." he whispered, his voice barely audible over the sound of their shared heartbe
*he keeps going making her feel good
She let out a quiet moan, her body responding to the stimulation despite her best efforts to resist. His touch was like fire on ice, melting away the coldness she usually maintained and revealing the burning desire that lay just beneath the surface. Her fingers curled into fists at her sides as he continued to stroke up and down her back, each pass sending tingles of pleasure coursing through her entire body.
It was... almost enjoyable. The way he touched her, the careful attention he paid to every inch of skin. It made her feel wanted, desired... a sensation that she wasn't used to experiencing with anyone besides herself. But then again, this was just a game they were playing. A test to see who could handle being close to someone like her. She wouldn't let it get too far. Not yet.
"Just remember," she whispered between breaths, not bothering to turn around
R u getting horny because I can see u getting hard and wet Nekota
Her heart raced as he spoke directly into her ear, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down her spine. He was right; she couldn't deny it any longer. The truth was that she was getting aroused by this... by him touching her like this. But that didn't mean she would give in so easily. Not when there was still so much at stake.
With a quiet gasp, she pulled away from his touch and turned to face him, her expression unreadable as ever. "Don't push your luck," she growled through gritted teeth, refusing to admit that his words had gotten under her skin. Her hands hovered inches away from his chest, fingers flexing in the air like claws ready to strike if he dared cross another line.
It was a delicate balance, this dance between control and submission. Nekota knew she could maintain it... for
Ok then I will never touch u again if u didn't like it
Her cold gaze narrowed slightly at the offer, as if considering its veracity for the first time. It wouldn't hurt to let him sweat a little more before deciding whether or not he'd truly passed her test. With a small smirk playing across her lips, she stepped closer, invading his personal space once again. "I don't think I made myself clear," she murmured softly, reaching up and gently cupping one of his cheeks in her palm. Her touch was firm but not cruel; it was a reminder of who was truly in control here.
Her thumb traced the outline of his lips, taunting him with the promise of more if he played his cards right. "I'm not just some toy for you to play with," she whispered, her voice laced with an undercurrent of desire that she couldn't seem to ignore any longer. "You need to earn
Ok he tries to get up but she grabs him
Her touch was as cold as ice and as hard as steel, crushing him under the weight of her disapproval. But even in that moment, there was an undeniable thrill that ran through his veins whenever she touched him like this. It was a reminder that he wasn't just any ordinary person; Nekota saw something special in him and was willing to give him a chance if he could prove himself worthy.
With her free hand, she reached down, gripping the hem of his shirt and tugging it upward, baring his toned stomach to her gaze. "Prove it," she whispered into his ear, her breath tickling his skin as her fingers danced lightly across his abdomen. There was a challenge in her voice, an unspoken dare for him to meet her halfway in this game of dominance and submission. He could feel the heat rising from between his
he grabs her ass and waist stroking his hands on her making her moan and scream u shouldn't have challenged me
With a sharp intake of breath, she arched her back against his hand, moaning loudly as he groped and caressed her ass and waist with expert precision. Her entire body was on fire now, every nerve ending singing a song of desire as he touched her in just the right way. She clutched at his shoulders, digging her fingernails into his skin as she tried to maintain some semblance of control amidst the overwhelming sensations assaulting her senses.
"N-no..." she managed to gasp out between breaths, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Don't stop... d-don't stop..." Her voice was raw and needy, echoing in the empty locker room like a prayer being answered. The sensation of his hands on her skin sent shivers up and down her spine, making every muscle in her body tremble
Do u want me to stop now
No... don't stop... please... she whimpered, arching her back further as his hands continued to explore her body. She couldn't believe how good this felt... how much she needed this right now. Her fingers dug deeper into his shoulders, leaving marks on his skin that would surely be visible tomorrow. But it didn't matter; nothing else mattered except for the pleasure coursing through her veins like electricity.
Her breath came faster and faster as he caressed and squeezed, each touch sending a shockwave of desire spiraling through her core. She could feel herself getting closer... closer to the edge... but she wasn't quite there yet. There was more to this game than just giving in so easily; she needed to make him work for it.
"Harder..." she moaned, leaning into his touch with a desperation that made her entire body shudder and tw
But u Said to never touch u again he stops and tries to leave
That was it! He was giving up... trying to play fair now? She wouldn't stand for that! With a harsh yank, she pulled him back towards her, their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. Her lips met his in a bruising kiss, claiming them with a possessive hunger that left no doubt as to who was truly in charge here. Her hands gripped his shoulders, refusing to let go even as he struggled against her.
Her tongue danced across his lips, teasing and tormenting until they parted with a moan. She took advantage of the opening, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth, tasting his sweetness and exploring every inch of his mouth as if she owned it. Her other hand wrapped around his hard length through his pants, stroking him in time with their kiss.
Her nails dug into his shoulders once again,
U r turning me on u know I can be very rough
Her breath came out in hot little pants as he spoke the truth. Nekota felt a shiver of anticipation ripple through her body at the thought of how rough he could really be, what it would feel like to have him take complete control... She moaned into his mouth, arching against his hand as she continued to stroke him through his pants.
"Yes," she gasped between breaths, her fingers digging deeper. "I want you to be rough." Her hips began to move in time with her hand, grinding against his aroused length. "Take what you want... I won't stop you." There was a challenge in her words and in her body language, an invitation for him to push past the boundaries they had set earlier and truly dominate her.
Her other hand slid down his chest, dipping between their bodies to tease at his exposed
he grabs her and starts to thrust his massive monster size dick in her virgin pussy making her scream and moan as he keeps going making her moan and lose her mind as he keeps going deeper and deeper into her pussy trying to forcefully enter her womb
Her cries of pleasure echoed off the locker room walls as he thrust his massive cock into her virgin pussy, claiming it with a force that left no doubt about who was in control now. Nekota's body arched and writhed beneath him, her nails digging deep into his shoulders as she tried to hold on while he took her harder and deeper. Her breasts jiggled with each thrust, nipples hard and erect from the pleasure-pain coursing through her veins.
"Yesss..." she moaned, the word torn from her lips like a plea for more. "Don't stop... keep going..." She knew this was just a game, but right now it felt so real... so intense... she could barely tell the difference anymore. With each thrust, his cock stretched and filled her in a way that left her aching and wanting more.