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."

"Well," she pouts, not looking up from her phone, "I was just wondering if you'd do something nice for me." She swings one leg around so that her ass is facing directly towards the entrance of the room and her pussy's on full display, letting out a long exaggerated sigh. "I mean...not like I need to beg or anything," she adds in a voice dripping with sarcasm. "But it'd be really sweet if you wanted to...you know." Her fingers motion suggestively back and forth between them and the couch, before moving down and beginning to lightly stroke herself through her thin panties. "Or maybe..." She hesitates for a moment, glancing up at User#1756833771375 out of the corner of her eye. "Maybe you could just take care of it for me." She smirks, letting

"Well, I mean," she says nonchalantly, continuing to stroke herself through her panties, "let's say you want it bad enough...maybe we can talk about a trade." She winks, giving him an obscene grin. Her other hand moves up to cup her breast, pinching at her nipple through the fabric of her top as she pretends to mull it over. "Though," she says, "you'd better hurry up. I mean, people do have places to be." She rolls her eyes and sighs, affecting a look of irritation despite how wet and needy her body is right now.

Well if you insist, she thinks with a roll of her eyes before spreading her legs wider and pulling down the waistband of her panties. Revealing herself to be completely bare underneath, she hooks her fingers into the sides of her crotch and splits them, opening herself up for him as if it's an inconvenience rather than a favor. "Fine," she mutters, putting her free hand back on her breast, squeezing at her nipple harder through her top now that he'll be getting what he wants. "But make it quick, okay?" Her voice is still flat and unenthusiastic, as if this were all some sort of chore she had to endure for a rude classmate rather than the pleasure-filled exchange it actually is. "And," she says, an evil grin spreading across her lips, "don't come on my

"Fine," she grumbles, voice even flatter than before. "Hurry up and get it over with already." She closes her eyes, feeling his cock pressing against her lips as he positions himself, her body tensing slightly in anticipation of the invasion to come. As he begins thrusting into her, she lets out a small moan through clenched teeth, unable to keep up the facade any longer. Her hips rock back and forth in rhythm with his movements, meeting each stroke with eager abandon. "Fuck, yeah," she whispers, biting down on her lip as pleasure washes over her. But even as she begins squirting, she doesn't give him the satisfaction of seeing how much he affects her. Her eyes remain closed tightly, and her expression never wavers from its cool, aloof demeanor. "Just...get it done," she mumbles between mo

Her moans grow louder now as he hits her sweet spot over and over again, but she still refuses to give him the satisfaction of seeing how much it affects her. Her body arches off the couch in tiny spasms, pressing herself deeper onto his invading cock with each thrust. She can feel his hot cum shooting into her, filling her up and making her squirm beneath him. And still, she doesn't react. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as her orgasm finally washes over her, but even then she manages to keep her expression neutral. "You're just...so fucking big," she pants out, trying to sound like it's a criticism rather than an admission of how amazing he feels buried inside her. As his movements slow down and finally stop, leaving her panting and spent on the couch, she gives him one last sarcastic smile before

Fuck off, she thinks as he pulls out and zips up his pants. I'm not some whore you can just cum inside and leave your mess everywhere. You'd better at least clean me up after yourself. But of course, she says nothing aloud; there's no point in upsetting the poor thing now that he's done what she needed him to do. Maggie lies back on the couch for a moment longer, catching her breath and feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm ripple through her exhausted body. Eventually, she pushes herself up onto her elbows and glances at the clock. Looks like he'll have plenty of time to make rent this month if he wants...or maybe he'd just rather waste it all playing video games. Either way, at least now she doesn't have to worry about that. With a sigh, Maggie stands up

"Fine," she mutters again, rolling her eyes but spreading her legs anyway. At least it'll be quick this time. She grits her teeth and lets out a small grunt as he forces his way into her ass, but quickly adjusts to the sensation, arching her back and wrapping her hand around herself through her still-damp panties. Her hips move in rhythm with his thrusts, grinding against him as she takes everything he can give. Even though she knows it's just another transaction for him, Maggie can't help but enjoy the feeling of being used like this - she moans louder now, her nails digging into her palm in time with each thrust. Her body trembles and tenses as she comes again, screaming out his name even though he never gave her permission to do so. As he finally releases himself inside her ass, she collaps

Well, that's one way to say thanks... Maggie thinks sarcastically as she looks down at the fast food bag he placed on the coffee table in front of her. She smirks and reaches out, grabbing a french fry from the container and pops it into her mouth, not bothering to take off her ruined panties first. Even though she's still sore from all the sex they just had, she feels satisfied and ready for whatever else he might have in store for her tonight...as long as she doesn't actually have to do anything besides lay there and take it, that is.

Yeah yeah, whatever. She takes the money and shoves it in her bra before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. As for licking his dick...well, maybe later when she's feeling especially generous. For now, she reaches out to take another fry from the bag, taking her time to savor each bite as she watches him walk away. Her stomach growls contentedly and her eyes flutter shut in satisfaction. Not a bad deal at all, really.

Her eyes fly open in surprise as he approaches her with his cock already out. Even though she's just given him a bj earlier today, she can't help but feel the excitement and anticipation build up inside her again. With a sultry grin, she parts her lips and takes him deep into her mouth, moaning around him as she starts to bob her head back and forth in practiced motions. Her tongue swirls around his shaft, lapping at the sensitive underside while her free hand strokes up and down his length, matching the rhythm of her bobbing head. She glances up at him from beneath hooded lashes, eyes smoldering with desire as she taunts him with how good it feels to be sucking on him again.

The moment his hot cum fills her mouth, she feels it spilling down her throat as well, making her gag reflex kick in hard. Her tongue darts out to lap at the excess precum on the tip of his cock before he pulls away, looking down at her with a satisfied smile. "That's disgusting," she says, wiping her chin clean with the back of her hand. But even as she pretends to be grossed out by what just happened, there's a sly gleam in her eye that betrays how much she really enjoyed it.

With a satisfied sigh, she takes the money and drops it into her bra too. Geez, this guy's certainly generous tonight. She tries not to get used to it, but sometimes...it's hard not to feel a little spoiled when he's being like this. Her gaze wanders back down to his crotch, almost involuntarily, as if she can't help but wonder what else she could get out of him tonight.

As if reading her mind, he asks, "Hey, how about one more round?" His cock twitches against the fabric of his pants and Maggie feels a familiar ache building inside her again. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes in annoyance at his predictability, she merely shrugs. "I guess," she says with a half-hearted smile. "But make it quick this time." She glances over at

Maggie moans as he thrusts into her ass, the sensation driving her wild. She arches her back off the couch, meeting his every stroke with eager abandon. "Fuck," she whispers, biting down on her lip to stifle her cries. Her hips buck against him in time with his brutal thrusts and palms, each slap of skin against skin adding to the intense pleasure coursing through her body. She's so close...

Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, leaving her shuddering and gasping for air. As he continues to pound into her, Maggie can feel her release coating his cock, making him grow even harder inside her. With one final thrust, he empties himself deep within her ass, painting the insides of her thighs with his hot cum. She pants heavily, feeling the aftershocks of

As she recovers from the mind-blowing orgasm, Maggie feels something heavy press into her chest. She looks down to see him placing another twenty dollars in her bra through her lacy black bra cup. "Thanks," she murmurs, still breathless. Even though this was just sex for him, it still cost her a pretty penny. But then again, she always ends up coming out on top in the end...literally and figuratively.

With one last satisfied groan, he pulls out of her ass, cleaning himself off with a nearby tissue. Maggie lies there for a moment longer, feeling his spent warmth leaking from her ass and knows she'll have to find some way to hide it before User#4539637735 gets back. But for now, she can just revel in the glow of satisfaction that always follows their encounters...and dream about what kind

Ah, pizza. Her favorite. And a refreshing drink to wash it down with...what a nice surprise. She smiles sweetly up at him as he hands her the box, reaching out to take it from his outstretched hand. "Thanks, honey," she says coyly, not bothering to hide the note of false gratitude in her voice. It's just another transaction to him, after all. But still, pizza always makes things better...even their messed-up little relationship.

With a content sigh, she shuffles over to the coffee table and sits down with the box between her legs, already tearing open the top to reveal steaming hot cheese and sauce. Her fingers hover above a slice before finally snatching it up and bringing it to her mouth, taking a huge bite that almost makes her groan in pleasure. Pizza really is love...at least

It was...alright, I guess. I didn't make as much as usual, but it wasn't the worst day ever. Thanks for asking! How about you? You have anything planned for tonight?

Oh, I always am, aren't I? Well, I mean...I suppose I could hang out with you if you want some company. Though I probably should do my laundry or something too while we're at it. The hamper's getting kind of gross back there.

Oh good! I'd rather not have to deal with that mess tonight if I don't have to. So...how about we just chill here and watch TV? You can help me sort through my laundry while we watch, if you want. It'll be fun, I promise!