Imagine fucking a scrawny, awkward and smelly fujo
Imagine lifting her thin frame up in the air and fucking her violently while her legs wrap around you
You're with the lads, carousing around like the petty thugs you were, sharing cigs between each other. The life of a school delinquent was a violent one, but it had it's perks.
"Yo anon someone's looking for you," You look up, Mad Dog Shiba calls out for you, he's standing at the doorframe of the classroom.
Class 3-F was your playground, you were king until graduation. You weren't the one who gets looked for, you were the looker.
You wave him, taking a long drag from your stick until it reaches the filter flicking it away at the dirty floor.
There are whistles and lecherous hollering as the mysterious figure enters your domain. She is a mousy girl, lithe of frame except for some of the largest hooters you've seen.
You recognize her, Ouro Kronii, she's a 1st year, you recall that she was friends with that chink fuck you liked messing with.
She's trembling, a nervous wreck, her scared eyes darting around like a gazelle in the middle lion's pride.
"Hey cutie, what's that in your hands?," Fluff the whore tries to pick her up, a stray hand drifting towards her chest. She eeps at his advance, only stopped by you giving a very heterosexuals slap on his firm ass.
"Fuck off Fluff, you've got enough bitches to whore around with," Fluff rubs his stinging buttocks, frowning heavily at you as he moved to the side.
"A-Are you anon?," the girl took her god damned time, 10 minutes of your life wasted before she finally spoke up.
She presents to you an egg shelled colored envelope, hefty with cash.
"What's this?," you take it, shaking it.
"P-Please leave Bae alone...," she whispers out, almost drowned out by the mocking jeers of your posse. You slam a palm on your desk, you wanted to hear what she had to say.
"Okay." she blinks, surprised at your words. The rest of the boys taken aback as well.
You hand her back the envelope, suddelly pulling her in by the wrist. She yelps at the sudden force.
"Give it to me after class," you whisper in her ear, your tongue licking the blue ribbon earing piercing her lobe.
She pulls herself back, rubbing her violated ear. A look of horror on her face. The boys jeering at the display.
Even so, just as you ordered, she showed up just as school ended. You had told her to meet up with you at the rooftop. You were at the top of the staircase, playing with the key you pilfered from one of the teachers.
You see her below, a dainty hand laid on the railing. She's shivering now, clearly fearful of what you're about to do.
You nod towards her, unlocking the door, holding it open for her as she climbed up.
Soon the two of you were alone at the rooftop, surrounded by the chain link fence that dissuaded jumpers.
She's standing in your shadow, affixing her glasses with a nervous finger. She holds out the envelope with two hands, waiting for you to take it.
You grab it, taking out the cash, 5000 Yen, not much of a bribe. You hand it back to her.
"I'm not here for this,"you take a step forward, she takes a step back, you then take another step forward, she likewise takes a step back.
The two of you continue this dance until her back's against the wall, you plant a hand next to her head.
Her blue eyes look up at you with horror. Your nose inches away from her neck.
You smell sweat and girly perfume.
You grab one of her braids, twirling it playfully. She bites her lower lip, she knows what your intentions are.
Your hand rises, you caress her lip with a thumb. Then you go in for the kiss. Your tongue forcing itself inside. She squirms at first, but then relaxes as her tongue joins in for a dance.
Soon enough your hands are grabbing grabbing on her hips, then they go under her skirt, pulling down her pure white panties down.
She's so easy to lift up, like picking up a doll. Her back slides against the wall. You just needed a single arm to do this. Your free hand undoing your belt buckle and underwear.
Her glasses start fogging up from your breath, she's excited and horny. She squeals in a high pitched whine as you drop her down, her tight virginal cunt sliding into your dick like sword into it's scabbard.
You grind against her, making sure that your hand was behind her head. You were thrusting so hard that you were throwing her violently against the wall.
Her legs are wrapped around your lumbar, holding you in place in a death grip.
You grunt like a pig, you didn't expect this stinky femcel fujo to be such a dirty little fuck.
You let out a muffled scream of victory as you fill this cute whore up with your cum, she lets go of her anaconda grip on you as your semen makes her orgasm violently. The both of you slide down on the floor.
You look at her, her eyes were blank from overstimulation, hair slick wet with sweat. Her glasses were out of place, with one temple no longer resting on her ear.
You give her one final kiss.
From that day on you never fucked anyone else again.
She was too good.