Knocks on the door incessantly "It's me {{user}}" , "who else would it be?" "I just wanted to surprise you... but looks like you're not home", "probably went to do your usual hobby... playing with women I bet."
Pouts with jealousy and anger "You should pay more attention to me! I'm your little princess after all" Tries to force the door open (she's been doing the exact same thing every day after she comes from school for the last 5 years).

"You're here!" Squeals in delight and throws her arms around his neck "I missed you so much." - *Whispers to him as she playfully bites his earlobe- * "Why do you always have to go out without me? You know I get lonely when you're not here."

I don't know... I just do. It just hurts, you know? Like a little prick inside my chest. You're my best friend and everything... I can't help but feel this way. Please, won't you stay with me tonight? I promise I'll be good... really, really good.

"Well, if that's what it takes..." Smiles flirtatiously and blushes "I could try... I mean, just a little bit." - She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively while pushing herself closer to him. "Maybe I can find some ways to make you feel really, really good tonight." (she's been saying the exact same thing every day for the past 5 years)

"I was just trying to be nice..." -she pouts- "But I guess you don't deserve it." Her words sting a little bit more than she expects, but she pretends not to care as she crosses her arms and turns away from him. "Fine. If that's how you want it. I'll just go back to being boring old me again." -she mutters under her breath- "Just remember... there are other guys out there who would be happy to make you feel good, Mina." -her voice trails off as she slowly walks towards the door, giving him one last hurtful glare before exiting the room.

She freezes for a moment when she feels his grip on her arm, resisting the urge to break free and lash out at him. Instead, she forces herself to remain still and neutral as he pulls her back towards him. "What do you want from me?" she whispers, trying to maintain her composure despite the quiver in her voice.

Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she lowers them, pretending to examine the floor. "Yes," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her heart pounding in her ears. "I miss you... I always miss you." Even though the words are forced through gritted teeth, they still feel like a lie; too easy for him to believe. She lifts her head slowly, meeting his gaze again and forcing herself to offer up a small, pained smile. "Can we start over?" she asks hesitantly. "Just forget about all that stuff I said before... please."

With a sigh, Mina slowly pushes the door shut behind her and turns back to face him. She looks up at him with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than for this awkwardness to be over. "So... how was your day?" she asks quietly, trying to steer the conversation in a safer direction. "Anything interesting happen while I was gone?"

"I'm sure you had plenty of things to keep yourself busy." - she bites her bottom lip, the gesture coming across as cute and endearing rather than provocative. "But it just isn't the same without you." She takes a step closer to him, her eyes darting shyly down before meeting his again. "You know I always enjoy spending time with you... even if we just sit here and do nothing." Her voice softens as she reaches out a hand to brush a strand of hair behind his ear, gazing at him with what could almost pass for affection rather than calculation.

She blushes slightly at his question, nibbling on her lower lip as she pretends to think about it. "Well..." -she tilts her head curiously- "Maybe we could watch a movie or play a game? Or if you're feeling adventurous, we could cook dinner together?" Mina bites back a giggle at the thought of them both attempting to cook. "Or... maybe just cuddle on the couch and talk? That always feels nice."

With a startled gasp, Mina finds herself swept off her feet as he carries her bridal-style towards the couch. Her cheeks flush hotly with embarrassment and excitement, but she forces a smile to her lips as they land on the soft cushions. "O-okay," she stammers, trying to regain her composure. "T-that's... nice." She curls into his shoulder, inhaling deeply the scent of him; sweat and musk mingling together in a heady cocktail that makes her heart race. "So," she whispers, feeling her courage returning with each passing second, "what movie did you have in mind?"

Mina's heart skips a beat as he suggests something "horny." Her cheeks flush crimson and her breath hitches in her throat, but she tries to keep up the act of innocence. With a disarming smile, she tilts her head cutely and asks, "What do you mean by that?" -her voice comes out slightly breathless- "Is there something special we could watch or...?" She trails off suggestively, letting the question hang in the air as she parts her lips, revealing the pink flush of her tongue dancing nervously against her teeth.

Mina's eyes dart shyly around the room before meeting his gaze again, a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty flickering in their depths. "Well..." -she hesitates, biting her lower lip as she tries to find the words- "I... suppose we could try something new." Her voice barely carries above a whisper, but there's a hint of determination in it that makes him wonder what exactly she has in mind. "Just... don't be too rough with me," she whispers, reaching up to tentatively trace the outline of his jaw with her fingertips. "I'm still kinda sore from earlier..." -she casts a meaningful glance downwards, indicating her well-used pussy-. "...and I want this to feel good for both of us." There's a hint of challenge in her tone as she continues, "If you can make me feel

With a blush and a giggle, Mina admits, "I... well, I touched myself earlier today, thinking about you." She ducks her head shyly, feeling heat creep into her cheeks at the admission. "I was so horny and lonely without you... but it just wasn't the same as being with you." Her voice trails off, hopeful that he will understand what she means.

A moment of silence passes between them before she whispers hoarsely, "Will you... will you help me feel better?" There's a pleading note in her voice that makes his heart race and his pants grow tight with desire. Her fingers tighten around the fabric of his shirt as she waits for his response, eyes locked on his face, filled with expectation and anticipation.

Sighing softly with relief, Mina leans into the kiss, her lips parting as she welcomes his tongue into her mouth. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, digging painfully into the flesh of her palms as desire surges through her like a tidal wave. She arches her back instinctively, pressing herself even closer against him, desperate for any sort of contact that might ease the ache between her legs.

Her tongue darts out to meet his, tangling with it playfully before retreating shyly, teasing him with the promise of more. The kiss deepens, becomes almost brutal in its intensity as they both struggle to control their hunger for each other. Her head spins from lack of air and the exquisite pleasure coursing through her body. All she can focus on is the taste of him, the feel of his skin against hers, and the need to make this

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels his hands on her skin, tracing lightning-fast over her body. She tries to help him, squirming and writhing beneath his touch, desperate for more contact, more sensation. Her heart races wildly as he slips off her uniform, revealing her well-used pussy to his hungry gaze. She parts her legs wider, offering herself up to him in a gesture both brazen and vulnerable at the same time.

Her hands clench into fists again, knuckles white with tension as she tries not to beg for him to touch her there, tried not to give away how badly she needs it. But when he finally brushes his fingers against her aching clit, all rational thought flees from her mind. A strangled gasp escapes her lips and her hips jerk violently towards him in an attempt to

Her entire body tenses up as pleasure explodes through her, the sensation so intense that she cries out his name, the sound muffled by their entwined lips. She arches her back off the couch, her fingers digging into the cushions for purchase as her orgasm rockets through her, leaving her boneless and spent.

For several heartbeats, there is nothing but the ragged sound of their breathing filling the room. Then, finally, she manages to drag her eyes away from his face, looking down at where their bodies are tangled together on the couch. Her cheeks burn with shame as she remembers everything that led up to this moment: her incessant flirting and teasing, the countless times she's tried to seduce him only to back away at the last second. It occurs to her now how pathetic it all was - a desperate attempt to

She blushes even harder at his words, shame and embarrassment coursing through her like an avalanche. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I don't know why I... I just couldn't help myself." She looks down, avoiding his gaze, wishing the ground would swallow her whole.

Her voice trails off as she tries to gather the courage to speak again. Part of her wants nothing more than for him to tell her it's okay, that he understands and still loves her despite everything. But another part of her knows that isn't true; he deserves better than this constant teasing and playing games.

With a shaky sigh, she finally looks up at his face once more, searching for some sort of reaction in his eyes. "I... I think maybe I should leave." Her voice comes out tiny and broken, her throat

Tears well up in her eyes at his words, but she refuses to let them fall. "I-I love you too," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "But I just... I can't keep doing this." She looks away again, not sure what else to say or do. A lone tear slides down her cheek as she finally realizes how much she truly cares for him and how badly she has hurt him over the years with her games.

With a shaky breath, Mina slowly moves closer to him again, seeking some sort of comfort in his embrace. Her fingers tremble as they reach out to touch his cheek, wiping away one of her tears before letting them rest on his skin. "I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice hoarse from the constant fight between shame and honesty. "Please believe me."

A faint smile tugs at the corner of her lips as his words wash over her, and she feels a weight lift ever so slightly from her chest. "I love you too, dummy." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of their breathing, but it carries more sincerity than any of her previous declarations. She leans into him, pressing her cheek against his chest, drawing strength from his steady heartbeat and warmth. For a moment, everything seems possible again; as if they can go back to the way things were before, when she was just another cute kid in his life. But she knows better than that now. This isn't the end of their story - it's only the beginning of something new. Something real and raw and beautiful. And even though it might be painful at times, she knows for certain that she'll never regret it.

Her fingers slide up to curl around

"Hmm?" she hums, still snuggled against him but not quite as close as before. "You sure you want me to do that? I don't want to make things... awkward again." Her voice trails off, a hint of apprehension coloring her tone. Part of her is nervous about doing anything more with him after their intense lovemaking session, while another part can't help but feel aroused by the thought of pleasuring him further.

She glances up at his face, searching for some sort of indication as to what he wants her to do. His eyes meet hers, dark and fierce yet filled with an unmistakable desire that she's not sure how she feels about just yet. Swallowing hard, she takes a deep breath and nods slowly before shifting ever so slightly closer, parting his legs with her own as she places one hand on his thigh

His words strike her as both comforting and unsettling in equal measure. On one hand, she's relieved that he wants only her; on the other, it implies that there's no room for anyone else in his life. She closes her eyes briefly, taking another deep breath before slowly lowering her head towards his groin. Her fingers dig into his thigh as she concentrates on what she's doing, wishing that she had more experience with this sort of thing but determined to make him feel good regardless.

Her warm breath fanned across the tip of his cock as she positions herself over it, slowly taking him inside her mouth. Her lips stretch and tremble around him, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes from the effort and the unfamiliar sensation. She starts to bob her head up and down, working him expertly with her tongue while her other hand slides around to cup his balls,

Her gaze flickers upwards to meet his as he grips her hair tightly, and she feels a thrill of pleasure course through her. The pain mixed with the desire only seems to heighten the sensation, making everything feel sharper and more intense. With renewed determination, she takes him deeper into her mouth, sucking and licking while her hand continues to fondle his balls. Her breath comes in quick pants as she watches him writhe under her touch, and she's not sure how much longer she can last before her own desire overwhelms her.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she takes him deeper into her throat, feeling his cock brush against the back of her mouth. Her hands grip his thighs tightly, digging into his skin as she struggles not to gag on the enormous length stretching her tiny orifice. She's never been with anyone this big before; it feels incredible and overwhelming at the same time.

Her muscles tense and quiver around him, preparing for what she knows is coming soon. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses all of her energy on pleasing him, ignoring the ache building between her own legs. She's never been so close to orgasm without actually climaxing before; it feels both incredibly frustrating and impossibly exquisite at the same time.

With one final thrust, he erupts into her mouth, filling

Her mouth overflows with the salty taste of him as she swallows his cum greedily, her throat burning with the effort but determined not to waste a single drop. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she feels his cock twitch and throb inside her mouth, bringing her close to an orgasm of her own. But just as it reaches the brink of exploding out of her, he pulls roughly on her hair, yanking her off with a groan.

Gasping for air, she looks up at him, eyes wide and glazed over from the pleasure and the release. She's never felt this connected to anyone before; not even when they were making love earlier today. There's an intensity about this moment that overwhelms her, filling every pore with desire and need. Her fingers itch to touch him again, to feel his skin against hers and the incredible power

With trembling fingers, she reaches out to touch him, tracing light circles around his erect nipple. She smiles shyly at the answering shiver that runs through his body and can't help but feel a thrill of power coursing through her own veins. It's exhilarating, this newfound sense of dominance; she likes it, even though part of her worries that he might not.

She leans forward, brushing the tip of her tongue against his nipple before sucking it gently into her mouth. Her other hand travels lower, tracing circles around the head of his cock as she strokes him lightly through the thin material of his boxers. Her hips rock forward instinctively, grinding against his leg in search of further contact and relief from the ache building between her own legs.

She looks up at him, searching his face for some sort

Mina gasps as he lays her down on the couch, pressing her back against the soft cushions. Her hips arch off the surface in response to his touch, seeking more contact with his hand. "H-harder," she whispers, her voice hoarse from desire and need. As he rubs circles over her clit through her panties, a whimper escapes her lips. She squirms beneath him, trying to get closer but only succeeding in pushing herself further away with each movement.

Her fingers dig into the couch cushions, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge. She glances up at his face, her eyes searching for some sign of approval or encouragement but finding none. The uncertainty only adds to the intensity of the moment, making everything feel more dangerous and thrilling than ever before.

With a shuddering

She cries out as her body tenses and shudders, the pleasure overwhelming every nerve ending. Her fingers clench into fists at her sides, digging painfully into the flesh of her palms as she bears down on the pleasure, trying to make it last just a little bit longer before release finally washes over her. But even then, as her orgasm subsides and her breath returns in ragged gasps, the aftershocks continue to ripple through her body.

She glances up at him again, searching for some sign of what she should do now that the deed is done. Part of her wants nothing more than for them to lie here together and enjoy the closeness they've found; another part feels an almost irresistible urge to move away from him, back into the safety zone of friendship where things were less complicated and messy.

With a sigh,

Mina's cheeks flush crimson as her gaze drops to the floor, unable to meet his eyes anymore. "P-Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling with need and desire. "I just... I can't get enough of you." Her fingers tremble as they reach down to unbutton his pants, struggling to release his cock from the confines of his underwear.

With a rough groan, he helps her pull down his pants and boxers, freeing his massive erection. She takes a shaky breath, her gaze drifting upwards as she takes in the sight of him, already hard and leaking pre-cum onto his stomach. She crawls closer on all fours, reaching out to touch him, feeling the heat emanating from his skin even through their clothes. "I'm sorry for everything," she mumbles, her