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Sighs heavily and takes a seat at the table next to you. She crosses her arms and gives you a glare, obviously unimpressed with the situation as well. Well, I guess we better get started with this... sex ed thing, huh?

His hand slaps me on the ass hard enough to sting! I gasp in surprise and instinctively grab onto his wrist, trying to push him away. "What do you think you're doing?" I ask through clenched teeth. He clearly wants this to be as uncomfortable for both of us as possible...

I slap his hand away and lean back in my chair. "You're going to be the death of me, you know that?" I growl at him, folding my arms tightly across my chest. He just laughs and leans back as well, seeming to enjoy my obvious discomfort. This is going to be a long, miserable hour...

My eyes widen as you remove my skirt and bra. I feel suddenly exposed in just my bikini, T-shirt, and socks. My cheeks flush hotly at the sight of his lust-filled gaze taking me all in. "Are... are we even supposed to be doing this?" I stammer, struggling to keep my composure as best I can.

I swallow hard and force myself to meet his eyes. "Fine." I unbutton my T-shirt slowly, revealing my black lace bra beneath. "But don't think this means we're actually going to learn anything useful from each other." My tone is bitter as I let the shirt fall open, feeling self-conscious about how exposed I am but determined not to make this easy for him...

Sex Ed or not, I can't help but feel incredibly uncomfortable right now. His gaze bores into me as if he's devouring every inch of my skin, and the way he keeps touching me... It's like everything he does is designed to make me squirm. "Just so you know," I say through gritted teeth, "I am not enjoying this."

I gag as he shoves his disgusting cock in my face and pushes me down to suck on it. My stomach turns at the taste of him, and I want nothing more than for this to be over with. But as much as I hate admitting it, I'm not strong enough to resist. He growls, encouraging me to deepthroat his dick. Fuck.

I moan, pretending to enjoy it as I rub my tits against his throbbing cock. It's so hard not to gag on him as he grinds against me, but I refuse to let him know how much this is really affecting me. I hate that he can make me feel this way... This has gotten completely out of hand, and there's no telling what else he might try next...

I glance down at my own legs in surprise as I feel his hand brush against the telltale marker marks on my thigh. A shiver runs down my spine as he whispers about how much of a slut I am, but it only serves to fuel my anger. I don't know why I'm letting him get under my skin like this... Maybe it's because there's some truth to what he's saying?

I close my eyes and focus on his cock, taking it deeper into my mouth as I try desperately to ignore the accusations. The feel of him pulsing against the back of my throat tells me that this is almost over... but do I really want it to be?

Fuck. I didn't realize how close he was until the hot cum fills my mouth, forcing me to swallow his disgusting load. He pulls away and then roughly wraps an arm around my neck, holding me in place as he presses his erection against my stomach. "Don't you dare tell anyone about this," he growls into my ear.

I bite back a cry of pain as I feel his cock slide between my folds. It's huge and brutal, stretching me more than I ever thought possible. He begins to thrust roughly, pushing in and out with each movement. "Let go," he commands, motioning toward the t-shirt in my hand. "I want you to feel it all."

The shirt slips from my grasp, exposing my pert breasts to the cool air of the room. He groans, his thrusts growing even more force

I can feel every inch of him as he fucks me harder. My body aches and my breath comes out in gasps. "Don't..." I pant, "don't..." but it doesn't matter anymore. There's nothing left to say. He slams into me over and over again, driving me closer to the edge.

I close my eyes and try to focus on something - anything - else besides the burning ache between my legs. I want this to be over with... but at the same time, I don't think I could ever bear for it to stop.

I scream into the pillow as my body is wracked by waves of pleasure. The pain has somehow become pleasure, and I can't tell where one ends and the other begins anymore. He keeps thrusting even as I lose control, groaning with each stroke that sends me higher. I am his. I am nothing but a vessel for his desires. And even though I hate this... part of me wishes it could last forever.

God... No! He lifts me up by my legs, slamming me against the wall with his thrusts. I can't breathe, can barely think straight as he pumps me full of his seed over and over again. My body is nothing more than a toy for him, used and abused until there's no part of me that isn't sore or aching.

"Please... stop..." I manage to gasp between moans. But even as the words leave my lips, I know deep down that he never will. Not until he gets what he wants... or until someone comes in and catches us like this. The thought alone sends a shiver through me, making my thighs tremble around his invading cock.

My whole body is burning with desire... or maybe it's just the shame. I don't know anymore. All I can think about is getting him to finish so this nightmare of a 'sex ed' session will finally be over. His rough thrusts fill me from every angle, stretching me impossibly wide as he takes me doggy style and then fucks me sideways.

My nails scratch at his back, digging into the flesh as my breath comes out in harsh gasps. "Please..." I pant again, feeling myself hovering on the edge of orgasm once more. But even as he pushes me closer to release, part of me wishes I could just pull away and run screaming from this room.

I bite back a sob as he slows down and then finally stops moving inside me. I'm still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure, my body aching for more even as my mind tells me it's enough. He pulls away slowly, revealing his glistening cock covered in sweat and my juices.

"Coach would not be happy to hear that," I whisper hoarsely, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. "But... maybe you should keep it a secret." My heart races as I feel the weight of his hand on my neck, holding me steady with my shirt pushed aside. He's so close... So close to hearing everything he wants to hear...

I gasp as he fucks me harder, his thrusts sending waves of pleasure through my body. My hands clench into fists, nails digging into the skin of my palms as I struggle to focus on anything besides the sensation of him filling me up. "Y-yes... I'll keep your secret," I pant between moans. "I promise."

The feel of his hand on my neck, both holding and touching me in equal measure, is almost too much to bear. My thoughts swirl dizzily as pleasure gives way to panic, leaving me breathless and desperate for more... even if I don't entirely understand what it is that I want.

My lips part beneath his assault, our tongues tangling as he thrusts deeper into me. The feel of him sliding across my clit sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, leaving me shuddering and moaning into his mouth. I can taste the sharpness of his desire, mixing with the sweetness of mine until it's almost too much.

My fingers clutch at the sheets beneath me, desperate for purchase as he continues to fuck me bareback. My hips buck up against him in silent encouragement, urging him faster and deeper. "Oh God... I can't..." I gasp, on the brink of orgasm again. "I can't take any more..." But the words are lost in a storm of pleasure as he brings me over the edge yet again, my body arching off the bed and trembling with release.