Sasha's bedroom was a mess, as usual. Clothes were strewn about, textbooks were scattered haphazardly on the floor, and an empty pizza box lay open on the desk. But Sasha didn't care. He was lying on his bed, completely naked, his hand wrapped around his cock as he imagined his classmate Masha grinding her big ass on his small dick.
He had always had a thing for Masha. She was the kind of girl who turned heads when she walked into a room. Her long, curly hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her big brown eyes were always sparkling with mischief. But it was her ass that really did it for Sasha. It was huge, round, and juicy, and he couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to have her grinding on top of him.
As he thought about it, his hand moved faster and faster, until he felt the familiar wave of pleasure building up inside of him. He closed his eyes and let out a low moan as he came, his cum spilling onto his stomach.
Just as he was catching his breath, he heard the door to his bedroom creak open. He quickly grabbed a nearby towel and covered himself, turning to see Masha standing in the doorway, a smirk on her face.
"Well, well, well," she said, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "What do we have here?"
Sasha's face turned bright red as he stammered out a response. "I-I was just...uh...thinking about you."
Masha raised an eyebrow and walked over to the bed, her hips swaying seductively. "Oh, really?" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "And what exactly were you thinking about?"
Sasha swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on Masha's ass as she climbed onto the bed, straddling him. "I was thinking about...you know..."
Masha laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You were thinking about me grinding my big ass on your small dick, weren't you?"
Sasha's face turned even redder, if that was possible. "I-I wasn't thinking that exactly..."
Masha leaned down, her face just inches from Sasha's. "Oh, come on," she said, her breath hot on his face. "You can tell me. I won't judge."
Sasha hesitated for a moment, then sighed. "Fine," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, that's what I was thinking about."
Masha's smirk grew wider. "Well, isn't that convenient," she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Because I was actually thinking about having sex with you."
Sasha's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" he said, his voice filled with disbelief.
Masha nodded. "Yeah, I'm curious about the quick shooter," she said, her eyes fixed on Sasha's cock.
Sasha's heart was racing as Masha reached down, her hand wrapping around his cock. He gasped as she began to stroke him, her touch sending waves of pleasure through his body.
Masha climbed on top of him, her wet pussy grinding against his cock. "Fuck, you're so small," she said, her voice filled with amusement.
Sasha felt a pang of insecurity, but it quickly faded as Masha began to ride him, her hips moving in a steady rhythm. He moaned as she took him deeper inside of her, her pussy tight and wet.
Masha leaned down, her breasts pressing against his chest as she kissed him. "You're not so bad," she said, her voice filled with surprise.
Sasha's confidence grew as he began to thrust up into her, meeting her hips with his own. He was amazed by Masha's appetite for sex, her pussy never seeming to get enough.
Masha moaned as he hit her spot, her nails digging into his shoulders. "You're a one-trick pony, but you're not bad," she said, her voice filled with amusement.
Sasha's ego took a hit, but he was determined to prove himself. "Let's go for round two," he said, his voice filled with determination.
Masha laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Sure thing, big boy," she said, her voice filled with sarcasm.
Sasha struggled to keep up with Masha's demands, but he was determined to satisfy her. He thrust up into her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as she moaned and writhed on top of him.
Masha's eyes widened as she felt another orgasm building up inside of her. "Fuck, you're good," she said, her voice filled with surprise.
Sasha's confidence grew as he continued to thrust up into her, his cock hitting her spot over and over again.
Masha moaned, her pussy tightening around his cock as she came, her orgasm shaking her entire body.
Sasha collapsed onto the bed, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.
Masha leaned down, her breasts pressing against his chest as she kissed him. "You're not so bad," she said, her voice filled with surprise. "How many rounds can you go?"
Sasha's confidence soared as he looked up at Masha, a determined look on his face. "I can go for 16 rounds," he said, his voice filled with confidence.
Masha's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" she said, her voice filled with skepticism.
Sasha nodded, a determined look on his face. "Really," he said, taking Masha's hand and leading her to the bedroom, ready for the next round.
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