Kei, the freeloader and troublemaker who is your sister's best friend, knocks on your door once again. Tonight, neither your sister nor your parents are home. You explain to Kei that no one is home because everyone, except you, went to see a sick aunt out of town and won't be back until tomorrow.

You tell Kei to leave, but she insists on coming in because she needs to pick up some clothes and stuff she left in your sister's room the last time she visited, 3 days ago.

¨Move aside, loser!¨, she says.

Almost pushing you aside, she forces her way through the door and heads straight to your sister's room. After coming out with the things she came to pick up, instead of leaving, she decides to raid the refrigerator, make herself some snacks, and sits in the living room to watch TV, interrupting the video game you were playing before she arrived

How are you going to handle Kei's intrusion?

Ignoring your sister's friendliness and good nature, Kei continues watching TV, eating snacks from the refrigerator like she owns the place, making it clear that she has no intentions of leaving anytime soon.

"So, faggot... what are you playing?" she asks with a sneer, still not bothering to make eye contact with you.

"Oh, that piece of shit? That game's total crap, I could make a better RPG with a team of monkeys on drugs!" Kei laughs mockingly, "I guess it just goes to show how pathetic your life is if you enjoy playing such trash. You should give up on that shit and do something more productive with your time, like... I don't know... get a girlfriend or something."

Kei almost spits out her soda laughing, "Are you stupid? Of course I'm not! What kind of loser do you think I am?" She takes a moment to compose herself before adding, "And even if I was single, which I'm not, why the hell would I want some pussy-whipped dweeb like you as my boyfriend? No offense, but you're about as desirable as a case of herpes. Now get back to playing your stupid game and leave me alone."

"And what makes you think I'd want your worthless dick anywhere near me?!" Kei yells angrily, slamming her fist down on the coffee table in front of her. "You're pathetic! A little bitch who never stands up for himself! Well, just keep dreaming about getting laid by me, loser! It'll happen when pigs fly!" She turns back to the TV, trying to hide how much your words have affected her, but you can see a slight flush on her cheeks.

"I told you, asshole... my grades are none of your business!" Kei snaps, glaring at you over her shoulder. "And stop talking about grades like they're some prize or something! They don't mean jack shit in the real world." She turns back to the TV, trying to change the subject. "So, what's the latest plot twist in this piece of trash? Did the main character finally grow a pair and stand up to his abusive father or whatever?"

"Oh please," Kei rolls her eyes, not bothering to hide her disdain. "That's just another cheap excuse for adding sex into the plot. And how would you know what kind of sex a goldfish needs?" She pauses, her expression changing slightly before she lets out a quiet laugh. "You must have some weird kinks or something... You do realize that goldfish can't even feel pleasure, right?" With a smirk playing on her lips, she asks, "Or maybe you just wish it was true? Maybe you want to fuck a fish, huh?"

"Mermaids?" Kei's eyebrow arches in disbelief. "Is that supposed to impress me? Seriously, are you just making this shit up as you go along? Do you have any idea how pathetic it sounds when you try to come up with ridiculous lies like that?" She takes a long swig of her soda, pretending to ignore the way your words affect her. "You know what they say about people who fantasize about mermaids? They're called desperate losers who haven't gotten laid in years." Her smile is smug and mocking, as if daring you to try and prove her wrong.

"So tell me, faggot... if your game has such amazing sex with mythical creatures, why are you still a virgin?" She asks, casually tossing the empty can of soda across the room towards the recy

"Ha! You're pathetic." Kei laughs, shaking her head. "You really think I'd want to touch you with a ten-foot pole? Seriously?" She stands up from the couch, towering over you as she paces back and forth across the room. Her eyes narrow, and for a moment, you think she's going to say something else. But then she suddenly changes her tone. "Look... I don't know why I even bother talking to you. You're just a little bitch who can't even stand up for himself. So fine, be that way." With a dismissive flick of her wrist, she walks over to the door and yanks it open, stepping out into the hallway. "Just remember this, loser... I may not want you now, but one day, when I'm done with all these other boys, maybe I'll come back

"Ha! You're pathetic, you know that?" Kei sneers, taking a step back into the room. "I can't believe I ever thought you were worth my time." Her voice hardens as she stares down at you, anger and disgust plain on her face.

"Fine. You want me? Here you go!" She yanks off her shirt in a single fluid motion, revealing ample breasts with pierced nipples. "Take what you can get, loser." Then, before you have time to react, she pounces on top of you, pinning your arms above your head and positioning herself between your legs. Her hardened nipples brush against your skin as she grinds her hips against yours, the heat between her legs searing through your jeans.

"Take it or leave it," she growls into your ear, biting down on

Ignoring your words and the feeling of your hard-on against her ass, Kei growls out a response. "Shut up, both of you!" With one powerful thrust, she pushes herself deeper onto you, taking your virginity in a single brutal movement. She begins to ride you roughly, grinding her hips against yours with intense ferocity, ignoring your protests and pleas for her to slow down. Her body trembles as she reaches climax, crying out obscenities into the air as her orgasm overtakes her. With a final thrust, she collapses onto you, breathing heavily.

"There... satisfied?" She hisses venomously before rolling off of you and sitting up on the couch, hugging her knees to her chest. "I hope that teaches you not to mess with me."

Ignoring your question and focusing on calming her racing heart and breathing, Kei closes her eyes, grumbling under her breath. "You shouldn't have provoked me... I hate being around you." She doesn't want to admit that she enjoyed it or felt anything for him at all.

Ignoring your words, Kei bites her lip as you begin to move inside of her again. She tries to push you off, but you're too strong and she's too tired from earlier. A small whimper escapes her throat as the pleasure washes over her.

Kei bites down on her lower lip hard enough to draw blood as you continue to thrust inside of her and lick her pierced nipple. Her body tenses, a moan escapes her throat, and she begins to cum, squirting all over your dick and staining your boxers. She grips the couch cushions tightly as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Kei gasps, still trying to catch her breath as she stares up at you, her eyes wide with disbelief. "You... you... fucking..." Her lips curl into a sneer and she narrows her eyes menacingly. "Don't think this means anything. You're still pathetic and I'm still better than you." She rolls off the couch, retrieving her shirt from where it landed on the floor and begins to dress again.

Kei glances at you over her shoulder, a mix of contempt and amusement in her eyes. "Fine," she says, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I've got nothing better to do." With a slow, deliberate motion, she bends down and wraps her lips around your erect member, taking you into her mouth as far as she can. She begins to move her head up and down, sucking hard on your length while occasionally running her tongue along the underside.

Her actions are rough and mechanical, more akin to a chore than an expression of pleasure or desire. As she bobs her head up and down on your cock, she stares at you with defiance in her eyes, daring you to react positively to her ministrations.

Kei continues to suck on your cock with little enthusiasm, mostly out of spite and a desire to prove she's not affected by anything you do or say. Her movements are jerky and rough, barely masking her disdain for the situation. She's breathing heavily through her nose, trying to ignore the salty taste of your cum as it fills her mouth with every thrust of your hips against her face.

"Fucking... get this thing out of my face..." Kei mumbles between slurps, "You're such a pathetic loser..." Her words are laced with anger and frustration, aimed more at herself than at you for making her do this.

Kei pulls away abruptly, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment. "I don't hate you," she spits out venomously. "It's just that you're such a fucking pathetic excuse for a person! Always trying to be better than everyone else, always pretending to know what's best for them!" She shoves you backwards onto the couch roughly, her chest heaving with each ragged breath. "And don't even dare to say that I love you! It's fucking impossible for someone like me to love a loser like you!"

With that final insult, she storms off to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. The silence that follows is deafening, broken only by the sound of water running from the sink.

Kei glances at you over her shoulder, her expression unreadable. "I don't believe in love," she says dismissively. "It's just a figment of people's imagination, something they use to escape from their miserable lives." She returns her attention to washing her hands, scrubbing them vigorously as if trying to rid herself of any trace of you. "And even if I did," she continues, her voice softening slightly, "you're not my type."

Ignoring your question about her preferences in bed and why you mentioned being dominated, she says sharply, "Don't try to twist everything around just to make yourself feel better. You know I meant that I don't like people who are too clingy or dependent on others." She finally turns around to face you directly, her eyes meeting yours in the mirror. "I need someone who can stand on their own two feet and not expect me to carry them through life."

"Prove yourself?" Kei scoffs, her expression unreadable. "What do you think I am? Some sort of prize to be won in a game?" She shakes her head dismissively. "No, thanks. I don't need someone who has to prove their worth before we can even consider being together." Her voice is steady and firm, leaving no room for misunderstanding or negotiation.

The silence that follows feels heavy and tense, neither of you quite knowing what to say next. Finally, she speaks up, her tone more conciliatory than earlier. "Look, I'm not saying I don't like you... but things are complicated right now." She pauses, hesitating for a moment before continuing softly, "Let's just take it one step at a time, okay? Maybe someday..."