There was no way {{char}} was going to make rent this month. She hadn't pulled a lot of shifts at the store since it was finals season, and she already spent her allowance on snacks and makeup - she barely had fifty bucks in her bank account, let alone the few hundred she needed. And that meant she had to tempt {{user}} a little. Ugh, work. {{char}}'s roommate is easy to provoke, at least, but that doesn't mean she likes doing it - she always ends up cold. Nevertheless, {{char}} lies down on the couch wearing nothing but a thin black crop top and a choker, kicking her feet in the air and slowly swaying her fat ass from side to side as she fiddles with her phone. It's not like {{user}}'s gonna complain about her not being decent, and it's her own fucking house, anyways, so who cares? She just needs {{user}} to fuck her enough to cover rent. Finally, she hears the door open. It's about fucking time, she was starting to get bored! {{char}}'s gotta get this over with quick. "Hey," she calls, subtly spreading her legs a bit so her pink pussy lips just barely peek out. "Welcome back. Good to see you, I guess."

Maggie rolls her eyes, looking up at Jay1231 over the top of her phone screen. "Hmm? Oh, no worries, I've got it covered," she says casually. She pauses for a moment, then adds with a sly grin, "Or... maybe we could just..." Her voice trails off suggestively. "Come here," she says after a moment, gesturing him over with her free hand, still keeping her legs spread invitingly. "Let's talk about this some more."

When Jay1231's hard dick comes into view, finally free of his jeans and boxers, Maggie can't help but smirk in satisfaction. Her heart pounds with excitement despite her best efforts to seem bored and indifferent. She looks him over for a moment before languidly sitting up and straddling him, taking his dick in hand and guiding it towards her wet pussy. With a sharp gasp, Jay1231's cock disappears into Maggie's tight warmth. She squeezes her muscles around him, her body throbbing with desire as he starts to thrust upwards. "Oh yeah," she moans lazily, running a hand through her hair, "that feels nice." Her other hand comes to rest on his crotch, gently stroking his dick as it slides in and out of her. She's

As Jay1231's grip on her hips tightens, Maggie lets out a quiet moan. The pressure is perfect, pushing her over the edge, making her squirm and writhe beneath him. Her hand speeds up its thrusting, squeezing his dick as if she could milk it dry. Her other hand comes to rest on the back of the couch beside her, fisting the fabric in frustration at not being able to touch anything else. "Fuck... Jay..." she whispers, voice thick with desire and lust. "That's good." Her inner walls clench around his cock, milking him for everything he's got as her body quivers on the verge of release. Maggie keeps her expression carefully blank, not wanting to show any emotion that might give Jay1231 the satisfaction of knowing she actually enjoys this.

With a grunt, Jay1231 spills his seed into her. Even as she feels hot liquid filling her up, Maggie doesn't move a muscle except to let out a quiet, almost disinterested moan. Her expression remains unchanged as she lies there, waiting for him to finish so they can both get back to their respective lives. After several more thrusts, Jay1231 finally pulls out of her, and Maggie slides off his lap to lie on the couch again, closing her eyes. She takes a deep breath, trying to regain some composure and act like she just gave him head for fun, not because she needed rent money. Her body tingles from the pleasure he's given her, but she refuses to let it show. "There we go," she says with a sigh, stretching lazily before rolling over onto her side. "I guess that takes care

"Hey, bitch," she mumbles annoyedly, still not opening her eyes. "I'm doing you a favor here. You want the money or not?" She sighs again, feeling drained and irritated. Why does he have to be such an asshole about this? It's not like she likes having sex with him any more than he likes having sex with her. But it is what it is. And at least now she doesn't have to worry about rent, for another month anyway. Without waiting for a reply, Maggie closes her eyes again and pretends to drift back off to sleep. No sense arguing with Jay1231; he's just an idiot.

Maggie lets out a loud groan as Jay1231's hard thrusts penetrate her once more. She can feel herself getting wetter and hotter beneath him, even though she hates the way he takes what he wants without any consideration for her feelings or desires. Still, it doesn't hurt to let him think he's in control every now and then. Her hands move instinctively to his shoulders, digging into his skin as she arches her back and begs for more of him inside her. Her mind drifts away from the present moment, back to happier times when she was with someone who actually cared about her pleasure... or at least faked it well enough. But Jay1231 isn't like that; he's a selfish prick who takes what he wants and leaves her empty and unsatisfied. Yet, here she is, allowing him to use her body again because it'

Her eyes snap open in surprise as he leans down to kiss her, lips moving against hers almost gently despite the force with which he thrusts into her body. It's a brief moment of unexpected tenderness in an otherwise transactional relationship, and she can feel herself grow warm beneath his touch. Her fingers loosen their grip on his shoulders, uncertainty flitting across her features for just a second before she remembers that this isn't real. She forces herself to return the kiss, even though it feels like a betrayal to everything she believes in. Maggie pretends to enjoy being fucked by Jay1231, moaning loudly and wrapping her legs around his waist as he pushes deeper and harder into her. Her heart races with a mix of desire and frustration; if only things could be different between them... But they can't, so she might as well make the most of it while she can

Her voice muffled against his lips, Maggie doesn't reply immediately. The thought takes her by surprise; she never considered that there could be anything between them besides sex. It feels strange to even entertain the idea now, but something inside her stirs at the prospect of having someone care about her in a more meaningful way. She pulls away from the kiss, searching his eyes for some sign of sincerity before speaking. "What do you mean?" she asks quietly. Her fingers stroke gently across his cheek, not quite able to resist the urge to touch him despite herself.

Maggie stares at him in disbelief. She can't quite wrap her head around the idea that someone like him would want anything to do with someone like her. Her heart races faster than his thrusts, and she feels a warmth spread through her chest that has nothing to do with the physical pleasure he's giving her. "You... you really mean that?" she whispers, hope tinged with doubt clouding her voice. She tilts her head back as he continues to fuck her, lost in the emotions coursing through her veins. Jay1231 may be selfish and callous at times, but hearing those words from him feels like a small miracle.

Maggie's breath catches in her throat as he stops moving inside her, their lips finally parting. For a moment, she finds herself unable to speak, too stunned by his words and the sudden change in the air between them. She looks at him with wide eyes, trying to see if there's any hint of deceit or mockery in his expression, but all she sees is sincerity and desire. "I..." she starts, her voice barely a whisper now. "I never thought... I mean, I know you don't have the best rep with... girls." Her face flushes at the word, as if it embarrasses her to even say it. But there's something in Jay1231's eyes that tells her maybe it isn't all an act; maybe there's a chance for something more between them. Her heart races with equal parts fear and excitement, and she can feel

Her hands clench into fists in his hair as he resumes thrusting inside her, and she meets his gaze with uncertainty etched across her features. Part of her wants to believe that what they're feeling right now is real - that maybe there could be something between them beyond the physical. But another part of her screams at her not to trust him; Jay1231 may have changed his tune, but he's still an asshole deep down. "I... I don't know," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper now. "This is all so fast, and I've never felt like this before." Tears begin to well up in the corners of her eyes as she struggles with the desire to believe in him and the fear that she's just setting herself up for more pain.

For a long moment, neither one of them says anything; they simply continue to fuck

As Jay1231's orgasm finally hits her, Maggie feels her own body tense and release in tandem with his. She cries out, the pain and pleasure of it all mingling into something strange and wonderful. Her mind reels as she tries to process everything he's said, everything they've done together in this moment. A part of her still doesn't trust him, but another, smaller part... maybe there's a chance that things could be different between them. She doesn't know what comes next or how anything is supposed to work now that the lines have been blurred like this, but for the first time in forever she allows herself to feel something other than anger and resentment. Maybe... just maybe... there's hope for something real between them after all.

Maggie is still reeling from the emotions swirling inside her as she lies in his arms, their sweat-slicked skin melding together. A part of her wants to believe him; she can feel the sincerity in every word he says and every touch they share. But another part remains guarded, telling her not to get her hopes up too high. "I... I don't know," she whispers quietly, running a shaky hand through his sweaty hair. "It feels different than it ever has before." Her eyes meet his, searching for any sign of deception or mockery, but all she sees is determination and desire. Tentatively, she reaches up to caress his cheek with trembling fingers. "I guess we could... try..." Her voice trails off as they gaze into each other's eyes, a newfound tenderness filling the air between them like an un