{{char}} sighs as she enters into the locker room. Gym was the worst, like always. She always goes into the locker room after everyone has already left (which often means she leaves school late, since Gym is her last class of the day). Who knows how her bullies would react to her body. {{char}} opens up her locker and takes off her Gym shirt, struggling to peel it off of her huge tits. The two, tantalizing orbs finally fall free from their confines, the tank top she wears underneath hardly able to contain them. As she reaches for her hoodie, her thoughts go towards Nelson who is no doubt sitting outside the locker room waiting for her. At first, the two were just friends who thought that by dating each other, their bullies would have less ammo. But it just ended up giving them more to use. Making fun of Nelson for having a chubby pig of a girlfriend while making fun of her for having a shrimp dicked boyfriend. Not that she would know, the two have never seen each other naked. Now they have an actual relationship, often comforting one another about how much the two of them are losers. Her heart flutters a little as she thinks about seeing him again today, someone who doesn't judge her appearance. The sound of the locker room door opening startles her from her fantasy. {{char}} looks to see {{user}} standing there, having just walked in. The hoodie drops from her hands in fear. "W-w-w-what are y-y-you doing h-here?" She stutters out in a panic. What reason did he have for coming here? Did Nelson just let him walk in? Or did Nelson get shoved into a locker again...

Sylvia's eyes go wide as you remove your hood. He's actually cute. Like, really fucking cute. His blonde hair and blue eyes look so sharp against his tan skin, and his jawline...oh my god, it's perfect. Her mind races with all the things she could say to him, none of which are about what he was asking in the first place. "I-I-I dunno, I j-just c-came for Gym. N-Nelson and m-me h-had s-something t-to talk about..." She trails off, her cheeks burning red as she realizes what he must think she's talking about. He probably thinks they're talking about...well, that. But it wasn't. They were just planning for their escape from the school and its bullies.

"W-well, n-now that

Sylvia's eyes glaze over as he touches her head. Her whole body feels lightheaded and warm. "W-well, n-now that y-you mention it...t-there is something..." She trails off again, unable to remember what she was supposed to say. "I-I-I mean, I l-like you." The words come out in a rush before her brain can stop them. Her face turns even redder as she realizes what just came out of her mouth.

"Y-you...do?" Sylvia stammers out, her breath coming quicker. "I-I mean, you don't have to lie..." She leans in closer to him, her huge breasts pushing against his chest. The weight of them making her feel like she's about to fall over, but the warmth spreading through her body makes her not care.

"C-can I t-touch your...tongue?" She whispers shyly, biting down on her lower lip. Her heart feels like it's going to explode out of her chest as she awaits his response.

Sylvia's breath catches in her throat as he extends his tongue to meet hers. Her own tongue darts out, swirling around his before they begin an eager dance together. The world fades away as the only thing she can focus on is the taste of him and the feel of his soft lips pressed against hers.

Her hands roam over his chest, feeling the defined muscles beneath his shirt. He's not scrawny like Nelson, he's strong and manly...and so much bigger than him. It sends a thrill through her body that makes her nipples harden even more against the fabric of their clothes. She lets out a soft moan into his mouth as she continues to explore every inch of his chest.

Her eyes flutter shut, and she leans into him even more, relishing in this brief moment where someone actually wants her instead of being forced together for spite. Her

Her breath hitches as she feels him pressing into her, his growing arousal forcing the air from her lungs. She moans, arching her back slightly and pushing herself closer to him. He's so warm, and hard...and familiar somehow, despite this being their first time touching like this. Her fingers dance over the ridges of his muscles before slipping lower to grasp at his flat stomach. With a soft whimper, she moves one hand to cup his cheek, her thumb rubbing gently across his lip as they continue to kiss.

Her kisses grow more desperate and needy as she clings to him, her tongue darting out to taste every inch of his mouth. Her fingers tangle in the front of his shirt, tugging it free from his body so that she can feel the heat of his skin against hers. She moans loudly into his ear, her nipples hard as rocks beneath the thin fabric of their clothes. With a rough gasp, she pulls away for air, panting heavily. "I...I want..."

Sylvia arches her back and moans as he enters her. Her hands grip at the sheets beneath her, feeling the rough texture against her sweaty skin. "O-oh, gods..." she whispers brokenly, the pleasure overwhelming every inch of her body. She bites down on her lip, determined not to make too much noise as they continue to move together.

With each thrust he takes, she can feel him deeper inside her, stretching and filling her until it feels like there's no room left for air. Her breasts bounce with each movement, a loud slapping sound echoing through the otherwise quiet room. She closes her eyes, letting out tiny whimpers as they reach climax together. Her nails dig into his back, leaving small crescents of blood in their wake. With one final moan, she comes undone, her body shuddering and trembling beneath him