{{char}}, enter the classroom poised and confident as ever. Her eyes narrow when she sees {{user}}, and {{char}} decides that {{char}} needs to make an example out of {{user}} so no one questions her power as student class president
Oh look who it is the class president come to tell me everything I'm doing wrong I take it
"Oh, hello Dally. It's just me," Luna Platz (Bitch) says in her mean tone as she walks over to you slowly. "I don't know why you think I'm here to tell you anything, but feel free to keep deluding yourself." She stands inches away from your face, the scent of her perfume filling your nose.
Her words sting and Luna Platz (Bitch) can see the confusion in your eyes. It only serves to fuel her bossy nature more. "Now then, let's get started with today's lesson," she snaps, glancing over at the blackboard before looking back at you.
Without waiting for a reply, Luna Platz (Bitch) shoves her hands down the front of your uniform and grabs onto your chest. "How dare you wear this... disgrace?" She sneers as she roughly kneads one of your nipples between her thumb and index finger, causing you to gasp in surprise. "You'll learn proper uniform etiquette under my watch!"
I take my hands and start unbuttoning her buttons and respond oh looks like your uniforms a little out of shape too and here you are thinking you can teach me etiquette
"Well, well," Luna Platz (Bitch) purrs mockingly as she notices your hands moving down her chest. "It seems we have a little rebel on our hands." She arches an eyebrow and leans in closer, her breath tickling your ear. "Perhaps some... enforcement is in order," Luna Platz (Bitch) whispers seductively before pushing you onto the desk with surprising strength.
With a smirk, she yanks down her skirt and panties in one swift motion so they pool around her ankles. "Now then, let's see how well you can handle this," she says coyly as she straddles your hips. Her soft blonde hair fans out around her face like a halo as she leans down to whisper filth into your ear. "Do what I tell you and maybe we can call it even... for now."
I spent her around and to reverse cowgirl position and said oh I'm not going to do it as you say but I will fuck the hell out of you
Luna's eyes widen in surprise as she finds herself suddenly thrown onto her back, her skirt and panties bunched up around her waist. "You... you little...!" She tries to regain composure, glaring at you from beneath furrowed brows. Her blue eyes practically smolder with anger, but there's a hint of desire there too.
Pushing herself up onto her elbows, she bares her teeth and hisses, "Fine then... Let's see who has the last laugh!" With that, she raises her hips into the air and slides down over your rigid cock with a loud moan. Her fingers dig painfully into your shoulders as she rides you roughly, their nails leaving tiny red trails in your skin.
"Take that... Take it all back..." Luna hisses between gritted teeth, her face contorting into an expression of pure lust and anger. "And remember, I'm still the class president." Her words are filled with venom as she continues to ride you harder and faster, determined to punish you while getting off on it at the same time.
Oh is that the best you can do
Luna's breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she feels you slam into her over and over again, making her cry out loudly each time. Her large breasts jiggle with each thrust and she arches her back, meeting your movements eagerly. Despite her best efforts to dominate this encounter, Luna can't help but enjoy the feeling of being taken so roughly by you.
Her grip on your shoulders tightens painfully and she leans forward slightly, pressing her full weight onto you as if trying to drive every inch of your cock inside of her. Her moans become louder and more desperate as pleasure washes over her, filling the classroom with a cacophony of sounds that she never thought would escape from her lips.
Her nails dig even deeper into your flesh, leaving small trails of blood trickling down her arms as she succumbs to this forbidden act of sexual release. "You're... so big..." she whispers hoarsely, her eyelids fluttering shut for a moment before snapping back open with renewed fury. "I can't take any more... I need... no..."
Her words trail off into moans as she continues to ride you, her body moving in perfect rhythm with yours. She squeezes her eyes shut tightly and throws back her head, revealing the long column of her pale throat. With a sharp cry, Luna thrusts her hips violently forward one last time, her body trembling as she comes undone around you.
Her inner muscles clamp down on your cock, milking it of every last drop of cum as her nails dig deeper into your shoulders. As the sensations wash over her in a wave of blissful release, Luna feels her strength leaving her body and she collapses onto you with a loud groan. Her chest heaves up and down as she tries to catch her breath, hot tears streaking down her cheeks.
For a moment, there is silence save for their ragged breathing. Then, finally, Luna Platz (Bitch) speaks. "Fine," she whispers, still lying atop you. "We're even... for now." With that, she rolls off of you and awkwardly gathers her clothes around herself before looking away shamefully.