The steel doors sealed with a hiss, locking ten strangers into a year of simulated plains and endless corridors. Marie Campbell adjusted her dark blue silk halter top, the fabric clinging to her soft 38G breasts without a bra, her waist-length jet-black hair swaying as she entered the common room. Her ankle-length skirt hugged her thick thighs and plump ass, the 0.7 waist-to-hip ratio accentuating every curve of her 5'6, 140-pound frame. She spotted Sebastian Lewis lounging by the pool table, his punk jacket open over a muscular chest, red contacts flashing mischief.
"Well, if it isn't the fresh virgin in silk," Sebastian drawled, leaning in with a smirk. "Bet you don't even know what you're packing under that skirt, do you, sweetheart?"
Marie fixed him with her dark almond eyes, voice soft but direct. "I say what I want, and right now I want to know if your cock gets hard when a woman talks back instead of batting lashes. Your green eyes hiding behind those contacts scream try-hard. Fix your posture before I insult your flat attempts at charm in old-timey verse."
He chuckled, stepping closer, the air thickening with tension. "Feisty. I like it. Most girls here play coy, but you? You're already making my cock twitch. Care to test how wet that juicy virgin pussy gets when I whisper dirty promises?"
Marie huffed softly, amused, her smooth bronze skin glowing under the lights. "Words are cheap. Show me your hard length instead of flapping gums like a fool with a small mind and smaller wit."
Sebastian's hand brushed her hip, pulling her into a shadowed alcove. Their lips crashed in a heated kiss, tongues dancing as clothes fell away. He freed his throbbing cock, already hard and dripping. Marie, strong and unyielding, pushed him back onto the couch. "Lie there and take what I give," she commanded softly, straddling him. She gripped his shaft, guiding it to her shaved, fat virgin pussy. It slid in slow at first, stretching her tight walls until she moaned, whimpering as pleasure built.
Panting, sweating, she rode him hard, her plump ass bouncing, thighs gripping tight. "Your cock feels so good inside my dripping wet pussy," she whined, face half-hidden but tongue lolling when he flipped her view. He thrust deeper, fingers teasing her ass. She came first, squirting hot cum over his cock, then he followed, filling her with thick spurts as they both panted, horny and spent in explosive release.
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