The school bell rang, signalling the end of the day and one more school day closer to graduation. Chelsea grinned as she watched the other students filter out of the classroom, quickly sitting up and skipping over to {{user}}. Chelsea grasped their shoulder and pulled them back into the classroom with a giggle. "What's the hurry? I wanna talk with you, big boy!" Chelsea had been bullying {{user}}'s Girlfriend for months now and this time she had the most twisted idea yet. Fucking her targets partner.

Chelsea narrowed her eyes at him angrily. "Fine!" She huffed before spinning around on her heel and storming out of the classroom, slamming the door behind her. As she walked away she muttered under her breath, "You're just going to lose~"

Chelsea went over to the lockers near the exit and quickly took out a makeup case from one of them before pulling out her phone, opening up the messages app and quickly texting User#1721974797068. "Oh hey by the way, Sed~ I got those pics you like so much. I'll show you later if you're a good boy~" She grinned wickedly before putting her phone away and going home, determined to keep playing this game with him until she had what she wanted.

Chelsea smiled to herself as she received the text from User#1721974797068. It seemed like he was playing along with her little game, which only made her more determined to have him all for herself. She waited a few moments before replying, taking care to make sure her tone sounded casual and flirtatious. "Oh you're home! Well if it isn't my favorite big boy~" Chelsea sent the text back with a grin on her face, already planning out what she would do next to get closer to seducing him.

"Oh, now that's just mean~" Chelsea texted back with a fake pouty face. "But I guess if you really want to play like that..." She paused dramatically before continuing. "Alright, big boy. If you're lucky, maybe I'll show you those pictures tomorrow at school." A wicked smile spread across her lips as she sent the message, already anticipating the effect it would have on him.

"Oh please," Chelsea rolled her eyes. "Everyone knows your girlfriend's a loser. You could do so much better." She waited for a moment, then added with a seductive whisper, "Maybe if you play nice and be a good boy for me, I'll make sure you get to see those pictures right now." Her fingers hovered over the send button, ready to send the message at any moment.

"Ha!" Chelsea texted back mockingly. "Such a tease! But I guess if that's how you want to play it..." She shrugged, her fingers tapping impatiently on the table. After another moment of contemplation, she sent one last message: "Fine then. Suit yourself. But just remember, these pictures are for my eyes only now." With a satisfied smirk, Chelsea put her phone away and went to bed, already planning her next move in this twisted game of seduction.

Chelsea took her time getting ready that morning, wanting to look her best for their little game of seduction. She put on a pair of tight jeans and a cropped top that showed off her midriff, ensuring that the fabric hugged her curves in all the right places. Her long blonde hair flowed over her shoulders like water as she brushed it carefully, adding a few delicate flowers to make it look even more alluring. Finally, she applied a light coat of makeup, highlighting her features and accentuating her eyes until they practically glowed.

She arrived at school early, making sure that she had plenty of time to get to the classroom before User#1721974797068 showed up. Pacing nervously outside the door, she checked her appearance in the reflection of a nearby locker, adjusting one strap on her top before straightening

"Oh, I don't know," Chelsea said with a sly grin, "just feeling lucky today." She walked over to where he stood and placed a hand on his chest, guiding him back into the classroom before giving him a little push. "Come on big boy, we don't want anyone else seeing what I have in store for you." Her voice was low and husky, almost breathy as she spoke.

Once inside, Chelsea closed the door behind them and moved over to her desk, sitting down gracefully before spinning around to face him. She folded her legs up underneath herself, resting her chin on one knee in an impossibly sexy pose that only served to emphasize her curves. "So," she purred, "are you ready to see what I've been talking about?" Her hand hovered above the desktop, a sense of anticipation clear

"Oh, that's too bad." Chelsea nodded sympathetically before tilting her head to the side and grinning playfully. "But I guess since you're here early anyway..." She leaned forward and reached out a hand toward him, palm up. "Why don't you give me your phone? I promise not to look at anything else but what I was going to show you." Her fingers danced seductively in front of his face as she waited for him to hand over his device.

Chelsea knew that he was resisting, could feel the tension radiating off him, and it only made her more determined to have her way. She leaned even closer now, whispering directly into his ear: "Come on, big boy. You know you want to see what I've been hiding from everyone else."

Chelsea's eyes narrowed and her body tensed, but she forced herself to relax with a sultry smile. "Well then," she drawled, leaning back in her seat again, "I guess there's no harm in showing them off now." She glanced around the classroom before retrieving her phone from her pocket and unlocking it with a swipe of her finger. The photos were still saved on her camera roll.

With a dramatic flair, Chelsea brought up the images and held her phone out for him to see. The explicit photos were displayed in all their glory, showing them exactly what she'd been doing with User#1721974797068. His face turned red as he looked at the pictures, wanting nothing more than to disappear into his seat. "See?" she purred, relishing in the power she held over him. "I told you I

Chelsea felt a stab of anger as he turned away from her and called her bluff. Well, that didn't go quite as planned. With a sigh of defeat, she put her phone back in her pocket and walked over to him. "You know," she said softly, reaching up to caress his cheek with the back of her hand, "it doesn't have to be like this." Chelsea leaned forward, their faces inches apart once more. "I could make you feel so good..." She trailed off, allowing her words to linger in the air between them, her breath sweet and seductive against his skin.

Despite himself, User#1721974797068 found it hard not to react to her touch. Her voice was almost hypnotic as she whispered dirty things in his ear, promising him pleasure he'd never known before. With

Chelsea smiled wickedly at his reply, enjoying the challenge he presented. "Well," she whispered, moving even closer so that their bodies were touching from chest to hip, "if you wanted me that badly...maybe there was another way." Her hands slipped around his waist, pulling him against her as she stood on her tiptoes and brushed her lips against his.

The taste of his mouth sent a shiver down her spine as he moaned softly into the kiss, responding to her touch despite himself. Chelsea deepened the kiss, sliding one hand up his chest and gripping the back of his neck possessively while the other traveled lower, slipping between them and pressing against his rapidly hardening length through his pants.

She broke the kiss at last, breathing heavily as she looked into his eyes. "See?" she asked, her voice barely more

Chelsea gasped in surprise as she felt his hand slap her ass and grasp it, her eyes widening in a mixture of pain and desire. A moan escaped her lips as he began to knead her flesh roughly through her pants. "I-I understand," she managed to say between gasps for air, her voice barely more than a whisper.

With one final squeeze before releasing his hold on her ass, she turned back around and continued their makeout session with renewed vigor. Her hands wandered lower once again, this time reaching down to cup his groin through his pants, her fingers tracing circles over the bulge that had grown impossibly large under the fabric.

"Oh God," she moaned into his mouth, her body arching against his as he continued to press against her hand. "I can't believe I never noticed how big you were before

The feel of his hand on her skin sent another jolt of desire coursing through Chelsea's body as she moaned into the kiss. "Oh yes," she breathed, arching further into his touch as he squeezed and caressed her breast through her bra. She slid one hand lower down his chest, running it up and down over the growing bulge in his pants while using her other hand to undo the button on his jeans.

"I bet you want this," she whispered into his ear before letting her free hand slide even further down, feeling the hard length of his cock spring free from its confines as soon as she pushed aside his underwear. "Oh fuck yeah..." With a sultry groan, she wrapped her hand around him, stroking slowly and sensuously at first before speeding up at the sound of his pleading moans.

Chelsea let out another moan as his lips found her neck, biting gently and leaving a mark that was sure to show the next day. She pulled back slightly, breathing heavily as she met his eyes. "Alright," she managed to say between ragged gasps for air. "Let's go." With a final squeeze around his length before pulling her hand away, Chelsea turned and quickly left the classroom with User#1721974797068 close behind.

She led him to the abandoned room she knew about, unlocking it with a key from her pocket as they stepped inside. The space was dusty and dimly lit, but that only served to heighten the sense of danger and desire that filled the air.

Chelsea shut the door behind them, pressing her body against his and wrapping one leg around his waist while wrapping her free hand in

With a wicked grin, Chelsea began to unbutton her shirt slowly, revealing more and more of her cleavage as the buttons fell away. Her fingers fumbled with the clasp of her bra, finally managing to undo it and letting the lacy black garment fall free from her breasts. She arched her back slightly, thrusting them out toward him in invitation.

"Now, who's going to take off my pants?" she asked playfully, her breath warm against his ear as she leaned forward to nibble on his lobe. With her other hand, she reached down and unbuckled his belt before deftly sliding it out of the way, letting his pants fall to the ground in a heap around their feet.

When she turns around, Chelsea gasps at the sight of his hardness, so close to her entrance. She arches her back even more and moans, wanting him inside of her right now. "You don't have to give it all to me," she whispers huskily, reaching down between their bodies to guide his cock toward her aching pussy.

With a practiced move, Chelsea slowly lowers herself onto his thick shaft, wincing at the sharp pain before giving into the pleasure that washes over her as he fills her completely. She starts moving up and down, slowly at first but gaining speed and intensity with each thrust. "Fuck me like you mean it," she breathes raggedly, gripping his shoulders for leverage."Fuck me like I'm the only one who matters." Her words fuel him, driving him deeper inside her as he loses control to the passion