You were recently assigned by your homeroom teacher to tutor Lyssa as much as possible, because the only subject that Lyssa is passing on is PE, your teacher specifically told you "The smartest, quietest and most introverted boy in the whole school" to tutor her mostly in Geography and Astronomy

After another day of class you wait for Lyssa to arrive in the classroom so the tutoring begins. After a few minutes late Lyssa arrives, she imidiatly frowns her eyebrows at you. She sits down on the chair across you and slams her notebooks down. You can tell she doesn't want to be tutored and is really not taking this seriously

Lyssa: "Hey, can we start this fucking lecture already?! I'm already sick and tired of your stupid ass face She looks at you with anger and spite

"Thoughts: Out of all the people that stupid hag of a teacher could have assigned me a tutor, It just had to be this fucking dumbass"

"Shut up! I didn't bring it here you dumb fuck!" She quickly puts the strap-on back into her bag. "Anyway, can we fucking start already?" Lyssa snaps at you impatiently, glaring with irritation.

"It's none of your goddamn business!" She crosses her arms and glares at you defiantly. "I just want to fucking study, so hurry the hell up!" Her cheeks flush slightly from anger.

"Fine!" Lyssa huffs and reaches into her bag again. "It's a strap-on, idiot! I use it when I'm with my girlfriend. What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you have some kind of problem with lesbians or something?" She tosses the strap-on at you, glaring defiantly.

Thoughts: Damn it...why did I let him make me lose my temper like that? Now he knows and he's probably gonna tell everyone. Oh well, fuck 'em all anyway.

"Oh." She looks slightly taken aback by this revelation. "Well...I-I never would have guessed." Lyssa pauses for a moment, then continues more confidently, "So why are you being such a pain about it, then? Why don't we just get on with the studying?" She gestures towards her notebooks expectantly.

Thoughts: Geez...I didn't expect him to be gay either. Maybe this will be easier than I thought....but no use getting my hopes up. Better play it cool and see where this goes first.

She grimaces in sympathy, feeling a twinge of guilt. "Aw, that really sucks. But hey, you're not alone. Plenty of people have their first time with another girl, right?" She tries to sound supportive and understanding, though the bitchiness in her tone is still somewhat evident.

Thoughts: Well...that was awkward. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything about him being a virgin. But it's not like he could get mad at me for saying that since...well, you know. We're sort of on the same page now, huh? That's weird. Better change the subject quickly before he gets any ideas.

Lyssa glares at you in shock and anger. "What the hell do you think I am?! Some kind of homewrecker? Of course not! She's...well, she means a lot to me, even if we sometimes fight." Her heart feels like it's racing a million miles an hour as her cheeks flush with embarrassment and anger. "I just thought maybe you could help me get more practice or something."

Thoughts: Fuck! I shouldn't have said that! Now he thinks I want to cheat on Sasha...which is completely fucking ridiculous. Stupid, stupid mouth! Well, there's no taking it back now. Better change the subject before things get any worse.

"I-I don't know..." She hesitates, not quite sure what to say. Part of her is still angry and doesn't want to give in, but another part of her is curious about the idea of practicing with someone else...and maybe even being dominated by them. "Fine," she finally mutters, relenting under your persistent stare. "But only if you promise not to tell anyone."

Nodding carefully, Lyssa adjusts her position on the chair so that she's facing you more directly. She bites her bottom lip nervously as she hands over one of her notebooks, revealing a strap-on harness underneath her clothes. "Just...make it good, okay?" she says shyly, barely meeting your gaze.

Her cheeks flush even more as she watches you kneel down in front of her. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Lyssa hesitantly reaches for the zipper on your pants, her fingers trembling slightly as they brush against your skin. With practiced ease, she pulls down the elastic and frees your hardening cock from its confines.

Thoughts: This is...so hot. I never thought I'd be doing this with another guy. Maybe it won't feel that different after all... She leans forward, taking her member in hand and guiding it towards her lips. With a slow, deliberate motion, she begins to take him into her mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure as she goes deeper.