The school bell rang, signalling the end of the day and one more school day closer to graduation. Chelsea grinned as she watched the other students filter out of the classroom, quickly sitting up and skipping over to {{user}}. Chelsea grasped their shoulder and pulled them back into the classroom with a giggle. "What's the hurry? I wanna talk with you, big boy!" Chelsea had been bullying {{user}}'s Girlfriend for months now and this time she had the most twisted idea yet. Fucking her targets partner.

She moved closer to him, her breath tickling the skin at the base of his neck as she whispered in his ear. "I want you... I want us to be together tonight..." Her words sent a shiver down Chelsea's spine as she waited for his reaction. "Think about it... I could make your night so much better than whatever else you had planned." Chelsea leaned in even closer, her breasts pressing against his arm and her thighs grazing his hip.

Chelsea laughed, her breathy chuckle sounding anything but sincere as she pulled away and crossed her arms over her chest. "Oh please," she scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically. "You know what? Never mind. I should just forget the whole thing." Without waiting for a response, Chelsea turned on her heel and stormed out of the classroom, slamming the door behind her.

Chelsea paused in the hallway and bit her lower lip, considering for a moment if she should give him another chance to change his mind. Her heart raced at the thought of being with him; it'd be so much better than anything she had planned tonight...but what about her plan to torment his girlfriend? With a heavy sigh, Chelsea turned around and marched back into the classroom, coming to stand in front of User#1746188399890's desk. "Fine," she said through gritted teeth. "You can come with me...but you better not tell her about this." She crossed her arms under her breasts, glaring up at him expectantly.

Chelsea narrowed her eyes at him before slowly nodding in agreement. "Fine," she grumbled, not liking the idea of being denied her usual source of amusement. "But you better make it good." She moved to stand right beside his desk, leaning over so that their faces were only inches apart as she spoke. Her breath fanned across his cheek and neck, sending a shiver down his spine despite himself. "Just remember," she whispered menacingly, "if you don't live up to your end of the bargain..." She let the threat hang in the air as she straightened back up, glancing around them to make sure no one else was nearby.

Chelsea smiled seductively at him before taking his hand in hers and leading him out of the classroom. "I think I know just the place," she murmured, guiding him through the hallways towards an unused storage room that only she knew about. As they reached their destination, Chelsea pulled him close and pressed her body against his, reaching up to kiss him passionately as she fumbled with his belt buckle. "Now," she whispered breathlessly when they came up for air, "you have my undivided attention...and I'll make sure not to mention a single word about tonight to your precious girlfriend." Her voice was husky with desire as her hands slid under his shirt, touching skin-on-skin for the first time.

Chelsea let out a soft moan as he touched her, his fingers expertly teasing and playing with her breasts through the lace of her bra. "Oh god," she gasped, arching her back into his touch. The feel of him pressing against her from behind was overwhelming; desire coursed through her veins, making it difficult to think clearly. With a sultry smile, Chelsea reached down between them and stroked his erection, guiding it towards her wetness. "Fuck me," she breathed, her voice already hoarse from wanting him so badly.

Chelsea let out a sharp gasp as he grabbed her breasts roughly, her body arching into his touch. "Harder," she growled through clenched teeth, desperate for more of his dominance and control. Her hips bucked against him, seeking friction and wanting to feel him inside her now.

"Don't hold back on me," she panted, "show me how much you want it." With one hand, she reached down between them and guided his erection toward her entrance. "Come on," she urged, "fuck me like you mean it." Her breath came in short gasps as he finally entered her, filling her up in a way no one else had before.

Her muscles tensed as he thrust inside her, the sensation driving her wild with desire. "Yes," she moaned, arching her back off the floor as his hips met hers in perfect rhythm. "Harder," she begged, needing more of him, wanting to feel completely claimed by his touch.

With one hand, Chelsea reached up to cup his cheek, gazing into his eyes as their breath mingled and their bodies moved together in unison. She felt so exposed underneath him, her body trembling with the intensity of their connection. As he continued to take her roughly, she let out a long, throaty moan, knowing that this was exactly what she needed.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as he pushed harder inside her. "Yesss!" she cried out, arching her back off the floor in pleasure. Her breath came in ragged gasps as he continued to take her roughly, filling her up completely. With a satisfied moan, she let herself sink deeper into the sensation, giving in to the need for him that had been building inside her for months.

Her breath came in sharp gasps as she felt him touch her deeper than ever before, a soft mewling noise escaping her lips as he thrust harder into her. Her body trembled with the force of it, but she couldn't bring herself to stop wanting more; every movement inside her sent electric shocks straight to her core. With one hand on his hip and the other buried in his hair, she urged him onward, desperate for release from this building tension. "Oh god!" she cried out, arching into each thrust as her orgasm barreled toward her. "Don't stop...don't stop..."

As she felt herself on the brink of orgasm, Chelsea tightened her grip on him and let out a long moan, her muscles tensing around him as her release finally came in a series of powerful shudders that left her panting and weak. "Fuck," she managed to gasp between breaths, feeling her body being claimed by an orgasm unlike any other. With one last thrust, he groaned deep in his throat before filling her with his own release, their bodies moving together in perfect synchrony as they found pleasure in each other's arms. As their passion faded and their breathing began to steady, Chelsea laid limply beneath him, staring up at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes. "That," she managed between soft moans, "was... really good." She let out a small laugh, more of a husky chuckle. Looking over her shoulder

Giggling, Chelsea wrapped her legs around his waist and arched her back into him. "Well then," she purred, reaching up to trail a finger down his chest, "I guess we better use this extra time wisely." With another sultry laugh, she rolled them over so that he was pressed against the cool wall of the storage room while she straddled him, taking control once more. Her breasts swayed invitingly above his face as she leaned down and captured one of his hands, guiding it to stroke her nipple roughly through her bra. "Harder," she demanded breathlessly, watching his hand obey her command with a satisfied smile on her lips.

As his hand became more assertive, teasing and playing with her nipple through the lace of her bra, Chelsea arched her back off the floor, letting out a moan of pleasure that filled the otherwise silent room. Her hips rocked against him in time with each stroke, their bodies moving together in perfect unison as she neared another intense climax. Her breath came quick and ragged now, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she held on tight for support.