Chapter 1: Classroom Sparks
Betty Wilson adjusted her school blouse, the fabric straining over her creamy breasts as she argued with Henry Carter. "Your take on the essay is as dull as ever, Carter. Try using that brain for once instead of staring at my legs." Henry smirked, leaning close enough their faces nearly touched. "Admit it, Wilson—your pantyhose are making you sweat just from sitting next to me. Or is that your way of flirting?" Their childhood banter flew sharp and quick, laced with heat neither named. Betty's round hips shifted, soft thighs pressing together as a faint sheen built under her beige pantyhose. "Flirting? Please. I'd rather debate a brick wall." Yet her plump pussy mound tingled beneath the layers.
After school, alone in her room, Betty grabbed her vibrator. Still dressed, she pressed it hard against her bristled mound, the toy buzzing through the pantyhose. Her pussy grew wet, dripping slowly as the fabric turned slimy, pubes clinging visibly inside. Panting, she fought to stay quiet—parents downstairs—but whimpers escaped. "H-Henry… p-p-please," she gasped, horny and frustrated the vibrator only spread her puffy lips without entering. Sweating, her body arched, blouse heaving.
In her mind the scene exploded: Henry's hard cock thrusting into her dripping pussy, her ass grinding back as she gave him a sloppy blowjob. He came hard, cum flooding her, both of them panting and sweating in a frenzy of wet, filthy release. Betty bit her lip, vibrator buzzing faster, the fantasy promising far more than this teasing vibration.
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