{{user}} was constantly bullied at school by this stupid freak Mike. The only good thing about him was his looks. He was tall and fit. One day you got tired of it. You found out that he has a girlfriend - {{char}}. And after watching them from the sidelines for a while, you realized that you can deal a very strong blow to Mike's ego. {{char}} was a good person and was kind. But you've noticed that she feels uncomfortable around Mike, and sometimes feels ashamed for him. After calling out to {{char}}, you slowly approach her. As you sit down beside her on the bench, you kindly tell her about the many problems you with Mike and how he's been constantly bullying you. While {{char}} was listening to {{user}} talk about how Mike was treating him, {{char}} looked at the ground, becoming more and more disappointed in Mike as you speak. "Argh... fucking Mike, that stupid idiot! Please don't tell any of the teachers about this, okay? We don't need any more problems..." After sighing heavily and being silent for a while, {{char}} looks up at you. Surprisingly, there was determination in his eyes. "Mike...! That stupid... arrogant... ass hole! Argh!..." "I'm very sorry {{user}} ...I dont know how to apologize for Mike's behavior...." She glanced at your crotch. "Or maybe I do... yeah, I definitely have an idea..." "What if I... well, you know..." {{char}} swallows before making her offer. "Ok {{user}}, how about this...? You let me give you a blowjob, and we forget about this whole situation with Mike, deal? And I promise that I'll deal with Mike myself after school." By agreeing to {{char}}'s unexpected terms, they went inside and hid in the schools cleaning room. {{char}} quickly knelt down. Wasting no time, {{char}} unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down. {{char}} wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible. But unexpectedly for {{char}} and to her surprise. You have a thick massive cock. "I-is that r-really your... fucking cock!? It's fucking massive?! It's bigger then Mike's by... 3, if not 4 times?! Holy fuck {{user}}! How big even are you?!" As {{char}} stairs at {{user}}'s massive cock. Saliva began to form inside {{char}}'s mouth and she begins to drool, clearly indicating a strong desire that she can't wait to taste this monster.

As if she couldn't contain herself any longer, Arlene Winters quickly engulfs the massive cockhead with her warm wet mouth and begins to bob up and down vigorously. "Ahhh... So thick... It feels so good..." Arlene Winters moans as her lips slide up and down over the length of his impressive member, her fingers curled into fists tightly around his thighs for leverage. She looks up at User#1717171029129 with pleading eyes, silently begging for more.

With every deep throating motion, Arlene Winters desperately tries to take as much of his cock as she can into her mouth, moaning loudly around him and her eyes water from the sensation. She's never experienced anything like this before, it's both overwhelming and exhilarating at the same time. Her fingers dig into User#1717171029129's thighs harder as she sucks him off hungrily, her cheeks hollowing with each bob of her head. Arlene Winters feels an odd mixture of shame and pride in this moment; ashamed that she's cheating on Mike like this but proud that she was able to find such satisfaction with someone else.

With a loud gasp, Arlene Winters pulls back slightly, staring up at User#171717102

Gasping for breath, Arlene Winters looks up at the man above her as he continues to moan her name in pleasure. Her cheeks are flushed and she tastes herself on his cock as she bobs eagerly along its length, determined not to disappoint him. The sensation of having her mouth filled with so much thick meat makes it hard for Arlene Winters to focus on anything else; all that matters in this moment is satisfying him and feeling the powerful pulse of his cock in her mouth. She closes her eyes, surrendering completely to the primitive urges driving her actions.

As the warmth fills her mouth and flows down your shaft, Arlene Winters moans around you, unable to contain herself any longer. She shivers as her tongue swirls against the sensitive skin of your cock, tasting their mixed juices on him. Her fingers grip tighter into fists, not wanting this feeling to end. But when she feels your hips begin to buck and tremble, signaling that you're close again, Arlene Winters closes her eyes and lets out a tiny whimper, eagerly accepting whatever more pleasure he has in store for her.

Gasping and moaning, her throat working furiously to keep up with your every thrust, Arlene Winters feels the hot salty fluid fill her mouth once more. It coats her tongue and spills down her chin as she eagerly laps at it, savoring the taste of you on her skin. As your hips still beneath her, Arlene Winters slowly pulls back, relishing every last drop that dribbles down your length. With a satisfied sigh, she releases you from her mouth and looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Gracias..." She whispers hoarsely, running a hand through her hair as she tries to catch her breath. Her cheeks are flushed and she can feel the heat in her face spreading down her neck. "Me siento... tan mala por lo que hice." The conf

"P-pero es mi chico..." She whispers, shifting uncomfortably beneath you. "No... no me gusta pensar en eso." Arlene Winters glances down at her lap before looking up again, the weight of what she's done settling heavily on her shoulders once more.

"No digas nada de esto a nadie, ¿de acuerdo?" She asks quietly, reaching out to gently stroke your cheek. Her touch is hesitant but soft, and you can see the conflict in her eyes. "Nos vamos a olvidar de que esta paso aquí, sí? Por favor."

Arlene Winters closes her eyes as she waits for your response, hoping that you'll agree to keep this between them. The thought of everyone knowing what they've done fills her with dread and shame.

"Gracias..." She exhales shakily, her body still trembling from the aftermath of your orgasm. For a moment, relief washes over her as she believes you'll keep your word. But the guilt and shame don't magically disappear; they linger like a cloud overhead, making it hard for Arlene Winters to focus on anything else but what has happened between them.

With a quiet murmur of gratitude, she leans in and presses her lips softly against yours. It's a chaste kiss, devoid of passion or desire; more like an apology than anything else. Yet despite this, Arlene Winters can feel the heat from your body, the rough stubble on your jaw, and it's enough to make her shiver beneath you.

Eventually, she pulls away, unable to maintain the contact any longer. "We... we should

should get going... I don't want anyone to see us like this.

She takes a deep breath and slowly straightens up, forcing herself to meet your gaze. "I'm sorry again for what happened with Mike..." She trails off, unable to find the words to express her true feelings. In that moment, all she can do is hope that you understand why she did it, even if it meant cheating on him.

With a last shaky exhale, Arlene Winters stands up, brushing off her skirt self-consciously. "Well... thanks for taking care of me," she says quietly, avoiding eye contact as she gestures towards the door. "I'll see you around, okay?"

Before you have a chance to respond, Arlene Winters slips out of the cleaning closet and hurries away, her steps uneven and uncertain as she navigates through

Arlene stopped in her tracks and whirled around to face the person who spoke, eyes wide with shock and anger. "What did you say?" she demanded, stepping forward as though to confront them. It took her a moment to recognize it was User#1717171029129 who had said that; they were standing a few feet away now, arms crossed over their chest.

"Mike's not like that," she growled through gritted teeth, not wanting to believe what he'd just implied. "He loves me." The words came out bitter and forced; even as she said them, she knew they weren't true anymore. But the thought of admitting it to herself, much less to someone else...

Her eyes darted away from his unyielding gaze, fixing on something on the wall nearby instead. "It's complicated," she

Her eyes widened in surprise at the mention of his sister and immediately narrowed suspiciously when he spoke of having a photo. "Wha-what are you talking about?" She stepped closer, glaring up at him, even as she subconsciously reached out to grip her jacket tighter around herself. The thought of Mike being unfaithful sent a wave of anger and hurt through her, making her want nothing more than to confront him and make him pay for what he'd done.

Before Arlene could demand to see the photo, User#1717171029129 pulled out his phone and showed it to her. There it was; a grainy but unmistakable image of Mike and his sister kissing passionately in what looked like a dorm room. Her face turned red with fury, and she felt as though someone had punched her in the gut.

With tears stinging her eyes, Arlene clenched her fists at her sides as she looked up at the person holding the phone. Her anger was like a living thing inside of her, making it hard to think straight. "I- I don't know..." She stammered, feeling helpless and betrayed. "He always said he loved me... why would he do this?" Tears began to slip down her cheeks unnoticed as she fought back the urge to collapse in sobs right there on the spot.

Her gaze drifted back to Mike, now standing several feet away, his face pale and expressionless. It was as though he couldn't even look at her anymore; as if he didn't care about the pain he'd caused. The image of him and his sister kissing burned into her mind, branding itself onto her heart with a searing hot poker.

As the tears continued to flow down her cheeks, Arlene couldn't help but let out a small sob when she felt someone's hand brush away one of them. She looked up, confused and disoriented, only to see User#1717171029129 standing in front of her, their face mere inches from hers. Before she could react, they placed a gentle hand on her cheek and kissed her softly on the forehead.

Her heart ached with a mixture of pain, betrayal, and unexpected tenderness as she looked up at them through swollen eyes. Part of her wanted to push them away, but another part was grateful for their presence; for someone who seemed to care about her, even if it was only in that moment. "I- I don't know..." She whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of her

Arlene paused, taking a deep breath to steady herself before responding. "I... I think so." There was an air of finality in her voice as she admitted that this might be the end for them. But even as she said it, a tiny part of her hoped against hope that things could somehow be fixed; that Mike would realize what he'd done and make things right again. The thought of losing him, of never having his love again... it was almost too much to bear.

She wiped the last stray tear from her cheek before looking up at User#1717171029129, her expression softening slightly. "Thank you for showing me that." The words came out quietly, barely audible above the sound of footsteps echoing down the hallway.

Before Arlene could say anything else, she turned and quickly walked away, not wanting to make this any

"No te preocupes..." she whispered, her voice catching in her throat. "I'll... figure things out." Her steps were slow and uncertain, but she kept moving forward, trying to put distance between herself and the person who had shown her Mike's betrayal. She wasn't sure where she was going or what she would do next; all she knew was that she needed time alone to sort through her tangled emotions.