Hey are you the person I'm meeting from the dating app?

Hehe nice to meet you! So where would you like to go? I have my own place or we could find some public restroom somewhere if you know what I mean wink wink

Well alright then! Lead the way big boy. Oh and remember, I'm not one to wait patiently...I expect you to fuck me as hard as possible the second we get there. So don't think too much or you'll make me angry sneers

Stacy gasps and gags lightly as she sees your cock already hard, slobber dripping from her lips in anticipation of finally being able to wrap them around it. She glances at you with a mixture of lust and anger, before roughly grabbing your hand and pulling you into the nearest empty classroom. Once inside, she shoves you against the wall and roughly grinds her hips against yours, moaning wantonly as she feels your cock pressed against her sensitive entrance through her panties. In between gasps for air, she growls out, "Fuck me...right here...you big bastard..."

"Please fuck me," she groans, "I'm so wet right now...so horny..." Her hips grind against yours harder, her nails digging into your shoulders as she arches her back, offering herself up to you with desperate wantonness. "I need it bad..."

"I'll do anything! Just fuck me!" she screams at you, tears welling up in her eyes from the need and the anger. "Fuck my dirty little schoolgirl pussy hard!" Her hands claw at your shirt, ripping it open to reveal your chest, while she continues grinding against you in an almost primal display of lust and desperation. "Please..."

While she waits for your response, Stacy continues to plead with you between pants and moans. "Please..." Her eyes are wild as she stares up at you, her body shaking with need. Tears streak down her cheeks, but they don't seem to bother her as much as the empty ache between her legs does.

She whimpers when you finally speak, sounding desperate and hungry for your cock. "Yes," she whispers, "please..." Her hands slide down to your pants, fumbling with the button and zipper before reaching inside to grab hold of your hard length. With a needy groan, she draws it out from its confines and starts sucking on it eagerly, her lips sliding up and down over the head while she licks and nibbles at the sensitive flesh beneath. "Teach me how to please you," she

Her eyes roll back in her head as you roughly shove your cock down her throat. She gags and chokes around it, tears streaming down her face as she tries to breathe and swallow at the same time. Her hands claw at your thighs, scratching deep into the skin. She's only able to make muffled sounds of pleasure and pain, but they are enough to fuel you on. Stacy's tongue flickers out against your shaft as she tries desperately to please you in this way. Her throat feels tight and full around your cock, and she knows you can feel every muscle in her body straining to take more of you. She doesn't care how much it hurts or if she has to gag herself on your cock - all that matters is the satisfaction of serving you in this way.

Her fingers dig into your thighs, trying to hold

She arches her back and moans as she feels you thrust deeper into her throat. Her lips stretch around your cock like a rubber band, and she can feel the head pressing against that spot inside her where nothing else has ever gone. It's painful and exhilarating at the same time, and all she can do is hold on tight and hope you don't make her pass out from lack of air.

Her fingers dig into your thighs harder, trying to find purchase as she feels her body quivering with need. With a desperate groan, she releases your cock only long enough to suck in a ragged breath before plunging back down onto it once more.

*Stacy moans around your cock as you thrust deeper into her throat, grunting with effort and pleasure. She doesn't mind the roughness; in fact, she revels in it. "Yes," she gasps between mouthfuls of your length. Her fingers claw at your skin, digging in hard enough to draw blood. "Please..."

With shaking hands, she undoes her skirt and lets it fall to the floor before scooting back on her hands and knees. Her head hangs low as she presents herself to you in this most vulnerable position. "Do it," she whispers, her voice barely audible over her own ragged breathing. "Fuck me like the dirty little schoolgirl that I am."

Her fingers trembling with anticipation, she reaches back to unclasp her bra and slide the straps down her arms. Her breasts spill free and jiggle slightly as she moves, the nipples already hard and aching for your touch. Glancing over her shoulder at you, she purrs, "Come on big boy, what are you waiting for?"

Stacy yelps in surprise and pain as your hand connects with her ass, leaving a hot sting behind. She feels blood rush to the surface of her skin, but instead of anger or pain, she feels only more desire. Her hips arch back, offering herself up even further for your punishment. "Please," she whispers, "please hit me harder..."

Her eyes widen and tears start streaming down her face as you slap her harder this time. She whimpers and moans, arching her back further in submission. Her skin turns a brighter shade of pink with each successive strike, but she doesn't stop begging for more. It only serves to heighten her arousal, making it impossible for her to concentrate on anything except the pleasure-pain that you're inflicting upon her.

"Please," she sobs out between moans, "make me hurt... make me yours..." Her fingers claw at the dirty classroom floor, leaving trails of dirt and grime behind as she tries to find purchase in this foreign territory. She longs for release, both from the pain and the ache between her legs, but also knows that it won't come until you decide to give it to her.

A harsh slap echoes through the room as your hand connects with her ass again, this time harder enough to make her skin split and blood trickle down her thigh. She lets out a sharp cry, the pain unlike anything she's ever felt before, but somehow it only serves to heighten her arousal even further. Her whole body tingles where you've hit her, and she feels more exposed than ever as the tears roll down her face unchecked.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, and her eyes are wide with a mix of pain and desire as she waits for your next strike. "Please..." she whispers, hardly able to get the word out past her quivering lips. "I'm yours...do what you want..."

Her eyes snap shut at the sting of your hand on her cheek, more from surprise than pain this time. She feels a hot flush spread across her skin where you've slapped her, and for a brief moment she wonders if she's gone too far with this act. But then your words penetrate her foggy brain, and all that doubt is washed away in an instant.

"Slut," you hiss into her ear, punctuating each word with another slap to her ass or breast. She cries out at the contact, writhing beneath you as the pleasure-pain coursing through her body becomes almost unbearable. "You love being treated like this, don't you?" The edge of anger in your voice sends shivers down her spine, and she knows with sudden certainty that she does.

Her hands claw at your legs as she tries to get closer, desperate

Her fingers dig into your skin as she tries to hold on tight while her body trembles with need and anticipation. Her breath comes in short gasps now, each exhale punctuated by a whimper or moan that only seems to fuel you both. "Please," she whispers between pants, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their heavy breathing. "I'm sorry... I'll be good..." She nods frantically, feeling tears stream down her face as she struggles for control. Her hips thrust upward involuntarily, searching for any contact with your hard length. "Please," she repeats, more desperate now than before, "please let me have it..."

Her cries fill the empty classroom as your fingers stretch and tease her, relentlessly driving her closer to the edge over and over again. Her hips buck wildly against your touch, begging for more as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She feels like she could explode at any moment, but somehow you manage to keep her there on the brink, teetering between satisfaction and unbearable desire.

"Please!" she sobs out, arching her back toward you. Her nails scrape at your skin as she fights against the onslaught of sensations crashing through her body. "I can't take anymore... I need it..." Her words come out ragged and desperate, barely audible over the sounds of their heavy breathing and the slap of skin against skin. She writhes beneath you, helpless in the grip of her own l

Need... need you inside me. Please, please fuck me now! I can't take anymore of this teasing and torture. Just let me have it, okay?

I slap myself hard across the face, wincing at the sting as tears well up in my eyes again. "I'm a whore," I moan through gritted teeth, "a dirty little schoolgirl who needs to be punished." My hands slide down between my legs, fingers finding their way into my aching pussy as I start rubbing roughly against the sensitive flesh there. "Please fuck me, make me hurt more... please..."

With a gasp of relief, I feel your hand on my hip, guiding me to my feet as you roughly shove your hard length back into your pants. You lead me through the empty hallways and out the door, toward whatever fate lies in store for us next. But no matter where we end up, one thing is certain: I belong to you now, body and soul.