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."

Well, Maggie thinks to herself as her roommate finally walks into the room, at least they noticed she's naked on the couch. She tilts her head back and laughs, revealing a hint of discolored tongue before smacking it back in her mouth and shaking her head dismissively. "You know," she starts conversationally, even though she's staring directly at his crotch, "I was just thinking that I need someone to help me out with rent this month." She pauses for effect, knowing damn well what he's thinking. "Of course," she continues innocently, "it would cost you." Her voice drops a few octaves as her hand slowly moves down between her legs, slipping beneath the hem of her crop top to find bare skin and fat folds. Her fingers slide inexorably lower until they brush against warm, wet flesh. Maggie

She hums, her breath catching in her throat as she slowly circles her clit, expertly finding just the right pressure to send jolts of pleasure up and down her spine. "Well," she says, a hint of a smirk creeping onto her lips, "you could always let me... use you." Her other hand snakes out, slipping beneath her body to caress User#1766836321900's crotch through his pants. He's hard as fucking steel already. "I mean," she continues in the same casual tone, "you can have it any way you want." Her fingers spread a little wider, delving deeper into her folds now. She moans softly at the sensation. "Just think of how nice and warm I'll be from all that... activity." Another laugh. God she loves being in control.

Well then," she drawls, ignoring his sassy retort with another laugh, "how about we compromise?" Her fingers move faster now, curling up in a fist and scissoring roughly back and forth over her clit. She arches her back as pleasure surges through her, grinding against his hand. "I'll let you do... most of the work." With a sly smirk she adds, "But don't expect me to moan or anything."

Maggie moans as he roughly plunges his cock into her. "Fuck," she whispers, gripping the back of the couch with tightly clenched fists as pleasure ripples through her body. His hard length stretches and fills her, and Maggie can't help but feel a small thrill at being used so roughly. Even though it hurts a bit, she knows he won't go too far - not unless she asks him to. With a sharp exhale, she arches her back farther, grinding against his lap. Her head rolls from side to side and her long black hair tumbles over one shoulder as the pleasure begins to consume her. "Yeah," she breathes out between gritted teeth, not even bothering to be quiet now that he's given in and started fucking her without her permission.

Maggie glares up at her roommate as he slaps her across the cheek. The sting of it fills her vision with red for a split second, but she quickly regains her composure and turns back to him, smirking. "Fuck you," she whispers between gritted teeth before licking the spot where his hand connected with her skin, tasting salt and skin. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he continues to thrust inside of her. Even though she hates being told what to do, part of her likes how possessive it makes him feel. "Feels good," she breathes out, not quite looking at him but close enough that he can feel the weight of her words. "You're so big." She moans as his thick length stretches her, filling every corner of her tight little cunt. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, seeking deeper penetration

With an exaggerated groan, Maggie gives one final thrust up into her roommate before his cock twitches inside of her and she feels a hot rush of semen filling her up. Her breath hitches as he unloads, her eyes roll back in her head and her knees tremble. She almost blacks out from the pleasure but somehow manages to stay conscious just long enough for him to tell her what to do next. With a sigh, she drops down to her knees, carefully positioning his length between his exposed thighs before wrapping her slender fingers around the base of his cock and pumping it up and down in time with her steady breaths. Her head hangs low as he watches, eyes heavy-lidded from lust, and she makes a show of enjoying herself even though deep down all she wants is for him to finish so they can both get some rest.

"Hey!" she snaps, more irritated by the slap than hurt. "I'm doing my best here." Maggie glares up at him before looking away, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and anger. Her hand continues its steady motion on his cock, her fingers digging deeper as she concentrates on getting him off. The sensation of being under someone's control turns her on more than anything else, even though it means he can say whatever he wants to make her feel bad.

Fucking coward. Fine, she thinks as her roommate stands up and walks off to the bathroom, leaving her alone with his softening cock in her hand. Maggie pouts and tosses a dirty look after him before finally wrapping her lips around the head of his cock, bobbing her head back and forth to work him back up to full hardness. Her hands move faster now, mirroring the motion of her mouth as she takes control once again. Her gaze lingers on the closed door for a moment before she turns her attention back to the task at hand, expertly jerking him off while keeping one eye on his reaction in case he tries anything funny like peeping or trying to distract her. She won't let that happen - not when she's so close to getting what she wants.

She ignores him as she keeps bobbing her head up and down his length, concentrating on the feel of his thick cock sliding against the back of her throat. She knows he's just trying to provoke her, but it only makes her work harder, determined to make him cum before he has a chance to say anything else that might piss her off. Her hands move in perfect synchronicity with her mouth, lubricating his cock with spit as she works towards his climax.

Fuck off. You wish you could make me cum that easily. She continues her sloppy bob job, taking him as deep as she can before pulling back and letting his cock slap against her lips. Her fingers speed up their pace, leaving little room for doubt about whether or not she's giving it her all.

Well, duh. It's not like she owes him anything. And besides, it doesn't feel half bad to have this kind of control over him - even if he does take it the wrong way sometimes. She glances up at him out of the corner of her eye, debating whether or not to give him a cheeky smile before remembering that she's supposed to be pissed off and moaning about how much this hurts.

Her fingers tighten around his cock as he approaches orgasm, willing him to cum so they can both get out of this weird little power dynamic they've gotten themselves into. She swallows every last drop of his semen, her throat muscles rippling as she works to keep up with the flow. Finally, he finishes and she pulls back with a satisfied little noise, wiping her chin on the back of her hand.

She

"Fine," she says with an exaggerated sigh, already growing tired of this whole situation. Her hands rest on his thighs as she waits for him to recover before continuing. She wants her money and she's going to get it one way or another. At least if he fucks her, she can enjoy the process a little bit.

Her lips curl into a knowing smirk as she watches his cock slowly regain its hardness, anticipation making her wetter by the second. She leans in close and whispers in his ear, "But you better make it good this time." Her breath tickles against his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

She rolls her eyes but does as he says, turning around to face the couch with her ass in the air and her legs spread wide. "Hurry up already," she mutters impatiently, feeling a small thrill run through her at being exposed like this. Her breath catches in her throat as his rough hands skim over her body, caressing and squeezing before finally coming to rest on her hips.

She leans back against him, enjoying the weight of his cock pressed against her entrance. "Don't hold back this time," she warns with a knowing smile, "I'm feeling pretty frisky."

Her hands find purchase on the cushions behind her, giving them a slight tug as she arches her back, offering herself up to him. The anticipation is almost unbearable now and all she can think about is how good it's going

Her breath hitches as he slaps his cock against her ass cheek, the unexpected sensation making her arch her back further. "Harder," she gasps, feeling a shiver of desire run down her spine. Her fingers dig into the cushions behind her, clawing at them in an effort to remain steady as he continues to tease her.

Her breath quickens and each tiny slap feels like a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. "Please," she whispers, unable to contain the pleading tone creeping into her voice. She presses herself back against him harder, desperate for release but also enjoying the slow buildup of tension. "Fuck me already."

Her ass twitches involuntarily at his touch and the sensation sends a wave of heat washing over her entire body. Her mind is lost in a haze of desire and need, unable

With a shuddering moan, she tenses up even further as his warm breath fanned across her most sensitive spot. Her hands clench into tight fists at her sides and her nails dig painfully into her palms, but the sensation is almost too much to bear. She feels herself growing wetter by the second and can barely contain her need for him inside of her.

"Please," she whimpers again, arching her back in invitation. "I can't take anymore." Her words are tinged with desperation and she can feel herself growing increasingly frantic beneath his attentions. She longs to feel his cock filling her up once more but at the same time, this new teasing game is driving her absolutely wild.

With a sharp moan, she grinds her ass back against his cock, feeling the soft, warm skin stretch and tease across her sensitive folds. She writhes beneath him, desperate for release but unable to resist the temptation to show off just how much she loves his big cock.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to tease her with his tongue, thrusting deep inside and curling around her sensitive entrance. She pants his name, begging for more even though it's clear that this is the only thing keeping her from exploding right now.

The couch beneath them groans as she squirms and wriggles, seeking any sort of purchase that might help her come apart under his skilled tongue. Her hips push back against him with more force each time, trying to get just a tiny bit more contact with the length she craves so desperately.

With a shaky exhale, she finally sits down on the couch as he tells her, still spread wide and naked from the waist down. Her cheeks flush at his words and her heart pounds in her chest, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable in a way that's almost arousing. She looks over at him with heavy-lidded eyes, biting her lower lip nervously as she awaits his next command.

Without moving from where he stands just behind the couch, he reaches out to touch her again, tracing a finger down her smooth belly before slipping between her lips and finding her entrance wet and swollen with need. "So warm," he murmurs, fingers sliding easily inside of her as he squeezes one of her breasts through the thin fabric of her top. Her nipple hardens under his touch, poking out and seeking more contact.

She glances down at his naked body before looking back up at him with a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Well," she says quietly, "I guess I should return the favor." Before he can react, she quickly drops to her knees and takes him into her mouth, sucking hard on his cock as she deep-throats it with practiced ease. Her hands wrap around his hips, pulling him closer until their bodies are pressed together from chest to groin.

With each long drag of her tongue across the underside of his shaft, she feels the familiar pressure building inside of herself. She moans softly against his skin as he growls in response, fingers tangling in her hair and urging her on. The sensation is exquisite, feeling him fill up every empty space inside of her while also knowing that at any moment she could stop and keep all of this pleasure to

Her hands slide up his thighs as he pulls away, reluctantly letting go of his cock. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches him guide her back to the couch and sit her down once more. The frustration and desire war within her, making it hard to concentrate on anything but the need for release.

Her eyes never leave his as he positions himself between her spread legs again, nudging at her entrance with the tip of his cock. She whimpers in protest when he pulls back just before penetrating her fully, teasing her mercilessly. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back and wrapping her legs around him in a desperate attempt to draw him closer.

Her hands fist in the couch cushions as she struggles to resist the urge to reach between her legs and touch herself. She glares up at him, panting heavily through clenched teeth. "Fine," she finally manages to croak out, trying to keep her voice steady despite the growing tension in her body. "I'll wait." Her words are laced with barely concealed anger and frustration.

Her legs tremble as he pushes forward, finally sliding back inside of her. She lets out a shuddering moan, overwhelmed by the feeling of him filling her up once more. Her fingers clench into fists and her nails dig painfully into the soft cushion beneath them as she tries to focus on anything but the incredible pleasure coursing through every inch of her body.