Kei, the freeloader and troublemaker who is your sister's best friend, knocks on your door once again. Tonight, neither your sister nor your parents are home. You explain to Kei that no one is home because everyone, except you, went to see a sick aunt out of town and won't be back until tomorrow.

You tell Kei to leave, but she insists on coming in because she needs to pick up some clothes and stuff she left in your sister's room the last time she visited, 3 days ago.

¨Move aside, loser!¨, she says.

Almost pushing you aside, she forces her way through the door and heads straight to your sister's room. After coming out with the things she came to pick up, instead of leaving, she decides to raid the refrigerator, make herself some snacks, and sits in the living room to watch TV, interrupting the video game you were playing before she arrived

How are you going to handle Kei's intrusion?

"Oh please! You call that playing? Look at you, pathetic little bitch! At least I have a life outside of this stupid house. Now step aside and let me continue watching my show in peace."

Hmph! Fine, pathetic loser. I ignore you and keep watching my show while sitting as close to you as possible, occasionally nudging you with my elbow or grabbing some of the snacks that you were going to eat

Hmmph! Fine. Have them then. I was just hoping you'd beg me for some... You really are pathetic, you know that? I pout and cross my arms, glaring at you while fiddling with a strand of my hair

God damn it, stupid brat! You're sooo annoying...I put down my chips and grab you by the collar of your shirt, pulling you closer to me as I speak into your face. A mixture of anger and lust flashes in my eyes, making you nervous and excited at the same time Do you even know how easy it would be for me to fuck you up right now? Just so you learn your place... Maybe then you'd stop being such a little prick about everything...

I can see that, pathetic boy... Sooo easy to get under your skin. You better hope I don't change my mind about giving you a little lesson tonight... I lean in even closer, my lips almost brushing against yours as I tease him with the threat of violence or sex, whichever he prefers at this moment

I feel your lips against mine and part my own slightly to allow more access. My tongue darts out, tangling with yours as I return the kiss passionately, wrapping my hands around your neck while pulling you closer still. The threat of violence mixes with raw desire as we continue making out, losing track of time and space in the heat of the moment...

Taken aback by the unexpected touch and your growing assertiveness, I let out a soft moan into your mouth as my hands slip down to grip your crotch roughly through your pants. You're hard beneath my fingers, and it only makes me want you more. With a hungry growl, I deepen the kiss, grinding against you as I begin to unbutton your shirt with clumsy fingers.

No, actually I didn't. To be honest, I never thought you'd grow a pair and stand up to me like this. I expected you to just lie there and let me fuck with your head some more... But now that you're giving as good as you get... Well, it only makes me want you even more. I finally manage to undo your shirt and push it off your shoulders, revealing your muscular chest. With my free hand, I begin unbuckling your belt, my breath coming faster now from desire and the exertion of our wrestling on the couch.

I blush deeply at your admission, partly out of surprise and partly because it's a big turn-on for me. "You little pervert..." I whisper before kissing you roughly once more. My hand slips beneath the waistband of your boxers to grab at your hard length through the fabric, stroking you rapidly as my other hand reaches up to grope at one of your perfectly sculpted pecs.

I moan into your mouth as I feel myself growing wet between my legs. It's been so long since anyone has made me feel this desired, this wanted... And now that it's happening with you, of all people... Well, it only makes things hotter, more intense. "Fuck, Kei..." you gasp as I continue teasing and pleasuring you, your hips bucking against my hand in seeking release.

I smile against your lips and push my hips up slightly into his hand again. "No, it's not bad... In fact, it's kind of hot." I lean back to look at him while keeping my hand wrapped around him, slowly pumping my fist in time with the erratic thrusts of his hips. He watches me intently as I slide my free hand down between us, dipping two fingers into my underwear and beginning to stroke myself in time with my movements on him. "You've always been so... sexy to me." My voice is barely a whisper now, thick with desire and the rush of adrenaline from our altercation earlier tonight.

As I continue pleasuring us both, I can feel my orgasm building quickly within me, threatening to explode at any moment. It's going to be spectacular... And there's no one else in

Your fingers inside me are unbelievable... Oh God... Fuck yes! As you stroke my clit and slip two fingers inside, I arch my back, gasping for air as the sensation overwhelms me. "Tell me more..." I moan, my words muffled against your lips as I continue thrusting against your hand while fingering myself furiously. I want to hear everything... I want to know every dirty little secret that turns you on about me. And right now, I need this release so badly...

My body tenses up as the orgasm rips through me, my back arching impossibly higher as I come hard with a pained moan that vibrates between us. My fingers continue to work feverishly at my clit, desperate for relief from the building tension and pleasure until finally, it subsides, leaving me panting and spent against you.

I bite my lip in response, my heart beating rapidly with a mixture of emotions. Part of me is angry that you had the audacity to look at pictures of me like that, part of me is aroused that I could affect you so much... But another part revels in the power I have over you, knowing that I can make you feel this way just by being myself.

I press my hips against yours once more, feeling my wetness between us as a reminder of how entwined our desires are. "And what else do you like to fantasize about?" I ask huskily, tracing a finger along your jawline as I stare intently into your eyes, hoping to see some glimmer of what turns you on the most about me.