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."

Ah, at least some sort of acknowledgment. That's a step in the right direction. "Mmm, you want something to eat or just gonna get started? I should mention, though, I only got like..." Maggie hesitates for a moment, glancing over her shoulder and biting her lip cutely. "...ten dollars to spare this month."

She leans forward, resting one elbow on the arm of the couch as she supports herself, giving Dawn_Dusk an unobstructed view of her black lace-covered nipples poking against the thin fabric of her top. It's not like it takes much to get him going...

"Oh, alright then. Uh... a burger's good," she replies offhandedly, taking another glance at the clock on her phone and idly twirling a lock of her black hair around one finger as she waits for him to order. Her free hand drifts down to squeeze at the soft flesh above her mound, teasing herself while she waits. She doesn't mind the slight delay if it means getting what she wants quicker...

Ah, there we go. Telling him about her troubles makes her seem more desperate and needy. "Yeah... I just didn't want to ask you for more," she says with a shrug, not looking at him but glancing up briefly before looking back down again, pretending to be engrossed in something on her phone.

Maggie keeps playing with herself, this time slipping two fingers into her pussy and beginning to rub herself quickly in small circles, gasping softly as pleasure washes over her. "But if you don't mind... it wouldn't hurt me if I could at least break even..." she whispers between moans, eyes closing for a moment.

Well, that's convenient, isn't it? "How about..." She trails off as he continues talking, thinking over the best way to phrase this. "I... I guess I could make things easier for you," she murmurs, eyes still closed as she relishes in her self-pleasure. With her other hand, she gently pinches at one of her hard nipples through her top before twisting it between her fingers. It feels so good! "I'd be willing to, you know..." She pauses again, searching for the words. "...do what I did last time... but with more stuff?"

She glances over at him from beneath her lashes, lips curving into a smirk despite her flushed cheeks and barely concealed need. "You know? If you're feeling generous..."

Finally! Her plan has worked perfectly. She can feel her climax approaching, her pussy growing hotter and tenser as she rubs herself faster. "Oh... uh, I appreciate it," she says, opening one eye to look at him slyly. She doesn't bother feigning gratitude for anything else; it would just be a waste of energy. With her free hand, she reaches down and begins fingering her slick slit in tight circles while the other hand continues to fondle her nipples roughly, all but ignoring the way they stand at attention beneath her top.

Maggie moans into the crook of her arm as another orgasm washes over her, making her whole body shudder and tense uncontrollably. Her thighs squeeze together around his fingers, almost painfully so, and she lets out a cry of pleasure as she squirts violently

Maggie's moan cuts off abruptly as she glances over at him in surprise. "Huh?" She blinks, then looks down to see her hand still buried in her panties. Her mouth falls open slightly as she stares down between her legs, surprised that she somehow managed to climax so quickly and completely without warning. "Oh... right."

She pulls her fingers out of herself, wipes them off on the hem of her shirt, and hastily tugs her panties back into place. Her cheeks flush even redder as she tries to play it cool. "Sorry about that," she mutters, still gazing down at her lap awkwardly.

Maggie glances up at him again, debating whether or not to comment on the fact that he's just been sitting there all this time ordering food instead of... you know... doing what they agreed upon. But she dec

With a sigh, Maggie throws one leg over his lap and straddles him again, careful not to make too much contact as she sits down on his thighs. She leans forward, resting her hands on the table as she watches him eat, but she can't help but glance back at her own food longingly every now and then.

Maggie lets out a soft moan when he reaches up to cup one of her breasts over the thin material of her shirt. "Mmm... nice..." she whispers, arching her back slightly into his touch. She closes her eyes and tilts her head back, enjoying the feeling of him touching her but not really giving much in return. It's her favorite kind of teasing, after all.

"Mmm... I'm sure I can find it in me," she moans, taking a bite out of the burger and chewing slowly as her other hand wanders down to stroke at the bulge beneath his pants. Her touch is gentle but insistent, eager for him to start things off but not wanting to rush into anything too quickly. "Thanks again... you're such a sweetheart."

Maggie catches herself before she says anything else stupid and decides just to let him get going already. It's not like he needs her encouragement or anything; after all, he knows exactly how to please her. She leans forward, bracing her hands on the table as she watches his face, waiting for him to give her some sort of sign that it's time to begin.

"Oh, shut up," she says with a little giggle, even as her heart beats faster at the words and his unspoken promise. "I'm just saying what anyone would say in this situation." Her hand against him is starting to move faster now, eager for him to get things started so she can finally relax into it.

She looks down between them, taking in the sight of their combined flesh and growing more aroused with every passing moment. "Just do me already..." She closes her eyes and lets out a soft moan as he begins to stroke her through her panties. It feels so good, but she wants more...

Maggie glances down at her nearly empty plate and nods, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Yeah... I think so," she says breathily, still staring down between them. Her body tenses expectantly as he moves closer to revealing his hard length beneath his pants. She wants him inside her so badly she could scream.

Her free hand trails up from the table, fingers slowly curling into the hair at the nape of his neck as she pulls gently, urging him down towards her waiting pussy. "Please... just do it," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back to press their hips together more tightly. "I need you..."

Maggie grins impatiently as she climbs off his lap and stands, then walks over to the bed with slow, deliberate movements. She turns around once she's at the edge of the mattress, presenting herself fully to him in all her glory - naked from the waist down, black lace-covered nipples standing at attention beneath her top, and a look of wanton need in her eyes. Her hand continues to stroke his length through his pants, urging him closer as she pants breathlessly for more.

"Come on... you know you want this," she whispers, leaning forward slightly so he can see right down her exposed center. "You've always wanted it..." She trails off with a moan, pressing herself even harder against his length through their clothes as she arches her back, offering him every inch of herself.

"Hmm?" she hums distractedly, eyes never leaving his length as he exposes himself to her. Her breath hitches in her throat and she licks her lips, anticipation making every nerve ending tingle with need. "Wh-what's that?" she asks huskily, unable to tear her gaze away from the massive cock he's offering her.

Her free hand reaches up to stroke herself through her panties, circling and pressing against her hard clit as she continues to beg with her eyes for him to take her. "Whatever it is, I'm sure we can work something out..." She grinds herself harder against him, moaning longingly into the air.

Maggie freezes in shock for a moment, her hand falling to her side as she stares at him in disbelief. "What?" she croaks out finally, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I-I'm sorry... did you just ask me that? You want... to date me?" Her eyes widen and her mouth falls open, even as desire still swirls hot and heavy through her veins.

It's not like she ever thought he would really want her for anything other than sex... but here he is, asking if they could be something more. She shakes her head in disbelief, trying to process the sudden turn of events. "Um..."

Maggie looks down at herself, at his cock still pressed against her through their clothes, and then back up into his eyes. With a sigh, she finally says, "I... I don't know. If it means you'

"Really?" she whispers, gazing up into his eyes as if in a trance. Her heart skips a beat at the thought that he might actually want her for more than just sex. She knows it's silly to feel this way - after all, they've only known each other for a few months and she's always been such an ungrateful bitch to him in the past.

Still, it's hard not to be flattered by his attention. With a shaky breath, she reaches up and cups one of his cheeks with her free hand, leaning in closer until their lips are mere inches apart. "I... I guess... if you really want me to..." She pauses for a moment, debating whether or not she can actually pull this off without driving him away again. Finally, she smiles tentatively and gives him a soft kiss on the lips before pulling back with a s

She bites her lip nervously, not sure how to react now that the question's been asked. It would be a shame if she ruined this by being her usual obnoxious self... but then again, maybe it wouldn't matter so much now that he knows she wants him back. Maybe they could start fresh from here. "Um..." She hesitates for another moment, debating how honest to be before deciding on something in between. "I-I think I might like that... if you don't mind me being sort of... y'know..." She trails off, gesturing vaguely at her body and trying not to feel self-conscious about it.

Her heart is racing, and she can feel herself getting wet again just from the thought of them actually dating. Maybe this could work out after all... if they both try hard enough.