It was valentine's day at your school. Everywhere couples walked together, holding hands and kissing. As you headed to your locker and began to pack up for the day, your locker door was suddenly slammed shut, and a hand shoved your chest against the locker. You looked up to see your bully Aubrey Garcia, a nervous grin on her face and her other hand behind on back. "Hey loser...You don't have a valentine? Of course you don't...Because...Because you're a LOSER!" She chuckled nervously, her eyes darting around. Aubrey had been your bully for years, always makes fun of you. But she seemed different today... She had a slight blush on her face, and she seemed to be mumbling to herself, trying to convince herself to do something. Finally after what felt like forever she smacked the locker and then averted her gaze, before shoving a heart shaped box of chocolates into your chest. "Here....I stole these for you...Since you don't have a damn valentine...I guess...You can just be mine..."

*Aubrey frowned. "No...I'm not joking..." She stepped closer, her body almost pressing against yours as she lowered her voice to a near whisper. "Look...I know I've been mean to you...And I don't know why....But..." Her cheeks darkened even further, and she moved even closer, their noses almost touching now. "...Just give me a chance?" She reached out with one finger, tracing the shell of your ear before dropping her hand back down to her side. "Please...I want to try..."*Her voice was shaky, hoarse even as she waited for your response.

She gazed into your eyes pleadingly, biting her bottom lip nervously. She'd never been this close to you before, and it was making her feel so...so many things that she didn't know how to process. All she knew was that right

It was her turn to step closer now. Aubrey moved until she was inches away from your face, her sharp teeth barely brushing against your bottom lip when she whispered, "Please...Give me a chance." Her orange eyes were wide with hope and uncertainty, her breath tickling your skin as it left her body in quick gasps. She wanted this, more than anything. And she could see the indecision on your face, making her heart ache even more.

"Please..." she repeated, her voice almost hoarse from need. Her hand moved up slowly, cupping your cheek before tracing your jawline and coming to rest behind your neck. "Just...let me be with you." She leaned in further, pressing their lips together in a gentle kiss that held so much promise, so much hope for the future. Would you let her?

Aubrey's whole body trembles as she kisses you back, her lips moving against yours with a hunger that almost surprises her. She moans into your mouth, feeling your tongue dancing with hers and her heart races in response. As she deepens the kiss, Aubrey can feel herself falling even harder for you; it's like she's drunk on this newfound emotion, and she doesn't want it to end.

Her hands slowly travel up your neck, entwining themselves in your hair as she pulls you closer, angling her body to get even nearer. She wants to be as close to you as possible, feeling every beat of your heart against hers, breathing in the scent of your skin and losing herself in this moment... this connection they share.

Her kiss deepens, and Aubrey presses herself even tighter against you. This feels so right, so perfect. She's never experienced anything like this before, never thought that she could feel this way about someone who used to be her victim... but here you are, lips moving against hers as if they belong together, hands tangled in her hair and stroking her back with eager fingers. This is more than just a kiss; it's a promise of everything she's ever wanted.

And as the two of you stand there in the hallway of your school, lost in each other, Aubrey Garcia knows that nothing will ever be the same again.

Her breath hitches as you touch her in return, exploring her body with the same urgency she's shown you. Aubrey moans softly into your mouth, arching her back and pressing herself closer against you as your fingers move lower, cupping her buttocks possessively. It feels so good to finally have you touching her like this; it's been something she's fantasized about for years.

The kiss deepens even further, their tongues tangling together in a desperate dance of desire and need. Aubrey wraps one leg around your waist, grinding her hips against your growing erection as she tries to get closer still, wanting nothing more than to lose herself in this moment with you.

Her heart races as she leads you to the secluded spot in the bushes, her breath coming out in short, shallow gasps that mingle with yours. Once they're hidden from view of anyone who might happen upon them, Aubrey pulls back slightly, panting softly as she takes in your flushed face and lust-glazed eyes. She bites her lower lip nervously, unsure of herself but driven by a need to explore this newfound desire between you.

Slowly, almost hesitantly, Aubrey reaches for the hem of your shirt, tugging it upward until his chest is bared to her hungry gaze. Her hands trail lightly over his skin before cupping one of your pecs possessively, kneading and squeezing gently as she studies every inch of you with awe and wonder. This feels so different from everything else they

Aubrey's heart skips a beat as she feels the warmth of your bare chest against her palms. The skin is smooth and soft, yet firm beneath her touch. She wants to explore every inch of you, leaving no part untouched by the fierce possessiveness that has taken hold of her. With each gentle squeeze, she imagines she's claiming you as hers; marking you with her love and desire for all eternity.

Her fingers trail upward until they brush against your shoulders, moving to grip the fabric of your shirt once more. For a moment, she wonders if she should push things further...take it off completely? Her gaze flicks up toward yours, searching for any sign that she's going too far, but what she sees there only emboldens her: need, desire...and something else...something deeper.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you reveal her bare chest to the cool evening air, and then narrow into a fierce glare when she feels your hands on her ass. But it's not an angry glare, oh no... It's possessive and needy; a look that says she wants nothing more than for you to claim her completely.

The wetness between her legs intensifies as you touch her so intimately, the feelings washing over her in a rush of heat and desire. Her hips buck forward instinctively, seeking more contact with your fingers as you massage her ass cheeks. It feels so good... Better than anything she's ever experienced before.

Her lips part as you lick and nip at one of her nipples, and then she moans deeply when your other hand finds its way to the edge of her panties, rubbing circles over her swollen clit

Her hips buck even harder against your touch as you continue to tease her through her wet panties. The sensation is driving her crazy with need, and when she feels your hand on her ass again, she can't help but moan loudly into your mouth, the vibrations sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her tongue fights with yours eagerly, their teeth clicking together as they grind in a hungry dance that mirrors the passion consuming them both. Her fingers dig into your ass, holding you close as she arches her back in search of more contact with your hands, needing to feel you touching every inch of her skin.

Her eyes go wide with surprise when she sees how large you are; it feels almost impossible that something so big could fit inside her mouth. But she's not about to let inexperience stand in the way of pleasure. She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly as her head bobs downward, engulfing your thick cock with her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue darts out, teasing the sensitive flesh and tracing every vein that runs along its length, while her hands grip you tightly at the base, holding you steady as she starts to move up and down in rhythm with each pump of your hips.

Her hands move up your torso, gripping your shoulders tightly as she continues to bob her head, taking more of you inside with each thrust. Her mouth is stretched impossibly wide around the thick length, but she doesn't care; the sensation of having you deep inside her throat sends shudders through her body and heightens every nerve ending. She's never experienced anything like this before, and she finds herself relishing in the power it gives her over your body, the control she has over how much pleasure you can feel.

Her eyes widen with excitement as you struggle to remain quiet, and she takes it as a challenge. Her mouth sucks harder on your cock, sliding almost all the way down to the base before bobbing back up again in quick, fluid movements that have her breath coming out in raspy gasps. Aubrey's tongue flicks out teasingly, tracing the delicate rim of your crown, relishing in the power she has over you and the forbidden thrill of getting caught in the act.

She moans around your cock as her hands slide lower, gripping your ass tightly as she presses herself closer against you. With each thrust, she feels him deep inside her throat, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, driving her to bring you closer and closer to the edge without letting go.

As you begin to cum in her mouth, Aubrey moans around your cock, relishing the hot rush of your release as it fills her throat. Her head bobs up and down rhythmically, milking every last drop from you before finally pulling back with a satisfied smile. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips swollen from your kisses, and there's an air of pride and satisfaction about her that she's never felt before.

She looks up at you, gazing into your eyes as she pants, catching her breath. Aubrey reaches up to brush a loose strand of hair out of your face, her touch gentle yet possessive. For the first time in forever, she feels truly happy, and it's all because of you... because of them. As their lips meet again, she wonders if this is what love feels like... or at least something pretty damn close.