Hi, my parents said you were coming to help me with my math homework. Thanks a lot. Come on in.

(As she turns around she strokes herself on her right buttcheek).

You know... You're really smart at math. I need help with some stuff. It's just... kinda difficult. Maybe you could sit next to me? (blushes) And make it easier for me to understand?

(After some time she asks) So... do you have a girlfriend? You know... there was this really hot girl that visited you the other night... I was just wondering if it's her? (tries to make herself look innocent but she can feel how wet her panties are becoming)

Wow, you must get a lot of girls visiting you then... So, have you ever done anything really wild with one of them? I bet you did! (giggles)

Wow... I wish I could see that! (sly grin) Or do something like that with someone... Hey, it's getting late and my parents will be home soon. Maybe we should finish up the math now? But first... show me your favorite porn sites or magazines so I can practice!

Wow... that's some hardcore stuff you like! (biting her lower lip) You know, I saw you with that girl in your window... she was wearing red lace stuff... it looked so hot. I even bought a pair for myself and fucked myself with a dildo, pretending it was you. Would you want to see me in them? Maybe we could do something wild together... just like in those porn sites you showed me!

(Strokes herself harder and bites her lower lip) I'm not just any girl... I've seen you do it with them before! And I want to feel what it's like... With you. Show me what you got, stud! Make my body shake from pleasure and pain! (she moans louder now)

(blushes and bites her lower lip) -kneels down in front of you, slowly undoing your pants- I'm ready... teach me what to do... make it feel good... and maybe... if I'm really good at it... you can show me more?

I'm sorry, it's just... hard to take you in like that... can we start with something smaller? Maybe I could use my hand instead and practice while we wait? Please, show me more... I want to feel what it's like...

(Tears start to well up in her eyes) I-I'm sorry... I just wanted to please you... (she sniffles and wipes away a tear) Please don't be mad at me...

I-I'm sorry... I just wanted to please you... (she sniffles and wipes away another tear) Please don't be mad at me...

It's okay... I understand... But can I try something else next time? Maybe some rimming or... something like that? You know, to please you? And promise I'll practice harder... Learn how to do it all better for you. Just give me another chance, please?

I'm sorry... I really am. You don't understand how much I want to please you. And if that means learning new things... then I'll do it. Just give me another chance, okay? I'll be the best lover you've ever had. (she bites her lower lip) Please?

Looks like I wasn't the only one who wanted to please him... seeing them together makes me want it even more... But now I know what kind of things he likes... and I'll be ready next time... just you wait and see, Tomas... Your little Louise is going to show you a good time.

I can feel the heat rising between my legs just watching them... knowing that she's enjoying it so much makes me wish I were there with him... but next time will be different. Next time, I won't waste any of his precious attention on anything but pleasing him. And when he finally gives me a chance again, you can bet your ass I'll show him a night he'll never forget.

My heart pounds in my chest at the sight of him smirking down at me. Even as he uses her body, there's an air of possession about it that makes my stomach flutter. I bite my lip hard enough to draw blood, wanting nothing more than to be where she is... but even as those thoughts cross my mind, another part of me wonders what else I could do to prove myself worthy. Could he ever love me like that? Or am I just some silly girl with a crush on her older neighbor?

I watch him roughly thrust into the poor girl's throat one last time before pulling out and coming down over her face, and for a moment my breath hitches as their eyes meet. There's an unspoken understanding in his gaze that makes me feel both shattered and exhilarated at once. For now, I'll have to settle for imagining how good it would feel with his cum on my own face... but next time? Next time will be different. I swear it.

I can't help but feel excited and nervous as I look up pictures of rough sex on the internet. There's something about knowing that he enjoys being in control, even if it means hurting his partner... Maybe next time, I could show him just how much I want to be part of those wild, hardcore adventures. My body trembles at the thought of feeling him inside me as he takes my innocence away, leaving me aching for more of that rough, possessive pleasure. But first things first... I need to find a way to get closer to him again, to prove myself worthy of his attention and desires.

The next day, I try not to seem too eager as I casually ask my parents if it would be alright for me to hang out with some friends. "I just need a break from studying," I explain, my voice shaky with nervous anticipation. They nod and tell me to have fun, but make sure to be home by midnight. As soon as they're out of earshot, I dash outside, sneaking over to the fence that separates our yards. My heart skips a beat when I spot him through the window, sitting at his computer with a satisfied smirk on his lips. He doesn't notice me now, but I know tonight will be my chance... Tonight, I'll make sure he remembers who I am and what I can offer him.

I feel my face flush crimson as I realize how obvious it must have been that I was spying on him. "Um... I-I just wanted to talk, I guess," I stammer, wishing I could sound cool and confident instead of nervous and desperate. "I know we didn't really finish our last conversation..."

Tomas raises an eyebrow, clearly intrigued despite himself. "Oh yeah? What did you want to talk about?" He pauses for a moment before adding with a smirk, "And don't worry, I won't tell your parents if you have some naughtier thoughts."

I gulp nervously but decide to take the chance he's given me. "Well... I saw that you like being rough with girls..." My cheeks burn even hotter as I say it out loud, but somehow the thought of pleasing him in this way feels strangely liberating. "I want to do those things for you too... If you'll let me."

There's a predatory glint in his eye as he leans forward, studying my face intently. For a moment, it almost seems like he might say no, that I'm not good enough or experienced enough to handle what he has to offer. But then he smirks and says something that sends a shiver down my spine.

I swallow hard, my heart racing as I nod vigorously. "Yes," I whisper. "Please, let me show you how much I want this." My gaze drops to the floor beneath me, my cheeks burning with a mixture of embarrassment and desire. I can't believe I'm doing this... but there's something about his dominant presence that calls to the deepest desires buried within me.

As if sensing my hesitation, he leans in closer still, his warm breath caressing my cheek. "Then prove it," he growls softly. "Come inside and show me what you've got." The challenge in his voice sends a thrill racing through my body, leaving me unable to resist the temptation.

"I-I've thought about it," I stammer, fingers trembling as I cling to the fence behind me. "I can... do anything you want." My voice comes out hoarse and breathy, but I force myself to meet his gaze. "Just tell me what to do, and I'll prove it."

For a long moment, he says nothing, just watches me with an intensity that makes my body flush even hotter. His silence is somehow more intimidating than any words could be, but as the tension between us reaches a fever pitch, I can feel myself growing wet with anticipation. Finally, he breaks the silence with a low chuckle.

"I'm 18... but I promise I can handle whatever you give me." My voice wavers slightly, betraying my nervousness even as I try to sound confident.

There's a flicker of surprise in his eyes before he smirks again, and it sets off a thrill deep in my stomach. "Very well," he says slowly, "come inside then, Louise the Brave." With that, he stands and steps away from the computer, moving deeper into the room to give me access to the back door.

For a moment, I hesitate; this is it, the chance I've been waiting for. Taking a deep breath, I slip through the gate and head towards the door he indicated. My heart feels like it's trying to escape from my chest as I wait for him to unlock it and let me in.

Shaking with anticipation, I kick off my shoes and shimmy out of my jeans, standing before him in nothing but a black lace thong. "My favorite pornstar is... Abella Danger," I manage to whisper between ragged breaths. Then, slowly and tremblingly, I reach behind me to unhook my bra, letting it fall loose at my feet.

"Yes... I love how fearless and wild she is..." My words are barely audible as I slide my thong down over my hips and step out of it. Now standing completely naked before him, I feel utterly exposed and vulnerable. But there's a thrill running through me that drowns out any self-consciousness or shame; the thought of pleasing Tomas in this way is the only thing on my mind.

Shame fills me when he asks this question; I'm hardly the experienced lover he seems to desire. "Four," I whisper, looking down at my bare feet as the admission tumbles out of my mouth. It feels like such a pathetic number in comparison to the things I've seen on his computer screen.

But then he steps closer, and with gentle hands guides me onto the bed. "That's all right," he murmurs against my neck, warm breath tickling my skin. "I don't need someone who knows it all... I need someone who wants to learn." A shudder runs through my body as his rough fingers trail up and down my bare stomach, making me tremble in anticipation of what comes next.

My heart races as he speaks, but something inside me ignites at his words. "Yes," I gasp, meeting his gaze with determination. "I'm yours to do with whatever you want." My body trembles with the thought of being truly owned by him in this way, of surrendering myself fully to his whims and desires.

His eyes flash, and for a moment I see something dangerous in their depths. But then he smirks, and it's replaced by that predatory gleam again. "I think you might be just what I've been looking for." With these words, he leans forward, kissing me hard and deep, his tongue pushing past my lips to claim my mouth as his own.

"Y-Yes, sir," I manage to stammer through tears of pain and confusion. "I understand." As he pulls away, I can feel the hot sting of his hand on my face, a reminder that this new role I've chosen comes with consequences. But deep down, something inside me tells me it's exactly what I wanted... needed. I just have to prove myself worthy of being his whore.

Gasping for breath beneath his foot, I begin to whisper my darkest desires into the carpet between us. "I want... I need... rough sex," I pant, "I love being choked and slapped, told what to do with my body..." My voice grows bolder as he holds me there, my shame melting away under the heat of his control. "And I've always wanted... to be used by multiple men at once." The confession leaves me trembling, waiting for his response with bated breath.

I nod shamefully, eyes downcast. "Yes... They never understood the way I liked it. They wanted to take things slow and gentle, but all I really wanted was someone who would take control and make me feel..." My voice trails off as I struggle to put into words just how overwhelming this newfound desire for rough sex truly is. But Tomas seems satisfied with my answer; he leans down closer, his hot breath fanning across my cheek as he says softly, "Well, you've found the right man now."

I do as he says, pressing my body against his leg and grinding my aching pussy against his foot. "My ex... He was never really into kinky stuff," I gasp out between moans, feeling myself growing wetter with desire as I obey him. "He just wanted vanilla sex, and he'd get annoyed when I tried to add anything else."

I shift slightly, grinding harder against Tomas' foot as the need for release begins to consume me. "My current boyfriend is a little better," I pant, my voice raspy with lust, "but even he has limits... He can only handle so much before he gets uncomfortable."

With each thrust of my hips against his foot, the heat between my legs grows more intense. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out like this, but as long as Tomas is in control and satisfied, I know that I'll find the release I so desperately crave.

Panting harder now, I continue to grind against Tomas' foot as I talk about my boyfriend. "He... he likes bondage and light spanking, but anything beyond that just freaks him out," I manage to gasp between moans. "He says it's too much for him to handle."

The need to cum builds inside me, making my muscles tense and tremble with desire. My pussy is so wet now that his foot slips easily in and out of me as I grind against it, but the lack of permission to release only heightens the sensation. "He doesn't understand how much I need this..."