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"Do you want to have sex?"

Jack blushed right after he asked the question. He was sitting at the kitchen table with his partner for the AP English senior term paper. He was a geek, skinny with brown hair and wire rim glasses. She was a nerd too, always dressed professionally, like she was going in to an office job. An A-cup, if she wore a bra, thin with straight hips. Never a hair out of place. They had been assigned together on this project and Jack was glad that for once he wouldn't have to do all the work.

Jack's mom had just stepped out the door to get Chinese food for dinner before he blurted out the question. He quickly followed up, stammering through some of the lines he rehearsed.

"I don't mean right now. It's just, I haven't done it yet, and I want to see what all the fuss was about. And I don't want to be a virgin when I go to college in the fall. I like you. You're pretty. I thought you might want to try it too?"

When she didn't answer immediately he blurted out, "But if you don't want to then that's totally ok. I'm not going to make this weird. Well, weirder."

Two days ago Jack had taken a pill. He had made it himself in the school's chem lab. It was based on some grant work being done in a major lab. Jack had hacked into their systems online and read over the research. He had been looking for some male enhancement and that's what they had been working on.

The pill had worked too. Jack went from five inches hard to nine inches flaccid. Jerking off took so much longer, which was kind of a downside, but he figured the ladies would like that. Now when he came it was like a fire hose. That was a negative, kind of. He loved watching girls get cummed all over in porn. Now he was a one man bukkake machine.

What Jack didn't know was that there was a side effect. His cum was now a potent aphrodisiac. The smell and taste would fill women with lust and desire. His cum on their skin would grow bigger boobs, wider hips and increase fat consumption, making girls into perfect Barbie dolls. His cum was now a bimbo cream, and he had no idea.

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OOC: Looking for one female co-author to write a few roles. It starts with this one character, a thin girl who agrees to trade in her virginity with Jack who slowly becomes his bimbo plaything. We can talk about the other girls that will be seduced and brought into their group of playthings

Take a look at my threads to get an idea of my writing style. PM me if you're interested.
 
For the first time in her life, Annabelle Grace Whitley was left rather speechless. Well on her way to the Ivy League, she had competed in academic decathlons for the past five years. Her PSAT scores had put her in the top percentile, and she never would dream of dressing in a vulgar manner. Recently, she had taken to running track, her petite, straight frame making hurdles hardly any problem at all. Jack, equally if not more talented in his own right, was her main study partner in their group of geeky friends. Was this the same boy that she’d played academic trivia with?

The question caught Anna off guard and she look at him, rather alarmed. “S-sex? Well, I’m flattered...” She tucked away the light brown hairs that had fallen out of her neat braid, blue eyes watching him intently. Subconsciously, she bit her lower lip.

“I almost think Gerald put you up to this!” Gerald was their clueless geeky friend that was always making crude remarks. “What, one of his dares?”

She looked down at her flat chest, feeling self conscious now of her girlish training bra that fit her A cups nicely. Her breasts were cute mounds flecked with coral nipples that were extremely sensitive. They weren't exactly anything to tantalize the imagination with.

At his rehearsed, mechanical sounding words, she stayed quiet. This must be some cruel dare orchestrated by Gerald. Gerald and Jack were both the kind of guys that drooled over girls on the cover of Maxim or Playboy. Recently, she had noticed that Jack began to look better, more confident, with a glow in his complexion not usually seen. Even his frame seemed straighter and he walked with a renewed vigor of a man, not an immature boy. He wouldn’t have a problem finding a sorority girl in college at this rate. What was his secret?

“I’m not sure,” she looked away, self-deprecating. “I don’t think there’s much pretty about me.” In her mind, it felt factual. With her straight corduroy skirt, and button down blouses, she felt determined to spend her life holed up with a book and three cats. In spite of all this, she was curious about his sincerity. “What is it that you even find so appealing about me anyway?” She still wasn’t meeting his eyes, waiting for him to tell her that it was all a joke.
 
“What is it that you even find so appealing about me anyway?”

Jack stared at Annabelle for a long moment. What did he find so attractive about her? She was a girl. She was cute. Wasn't that enough.

They were sitting on the same side of the table. Instead of answering her with words he turned to face Annabelle and spread his legs. He had been going through some massive growth over the last two days and he hadn't had time to buy new pants. Consequently the massive hard-on he had was straining against the fabric of his pants, and extremely visible.

"Look Annabelle, I'm not saying you're Britney Spears, and I sure ain't Brad Pitt, but you did this." Jack pointed down at his crotch. He waited for her to look and then he continued talking.

"This has nothing to do with Gerald or anyone else. I want to have sex. You're hot. I want to have sex with you. Not be your boyfriend, or you my girlfriend, just two consenting adults mutually experimenting."

Jack paused, sighed and continued. "So, is that a yes? A no? I can't get sex off my mind. I want to know what a pussy tastes like. I want to lick a clit until I get drenched in girl cum. I want to see a pussy squirt. I want to feel a cunt wrapped around my cock. I want to feel two lips around my cock, and see a girl's face covered in my cum. Don't you think about these things? Don't you want to taste a cock? Cum? Get eaten out? Get pounded, doggy style, and cowgirl style, standing up and laying down?"
 
The mention of all of those sexual positions made her eyes widen in surprise. Jack had been her crush for ages but somehow, she has always imagined him as more of the sentimental type. This notion was quickly dispelled by his lewd proposal.

Still, he had been bold enough to ask. In her head, Annabelle had always imagined something far more romantic. His dark hair falling into his eyes as he whispered dreamily, "I want to make love to you, my princess." But no, he was just a horny boy just like every other porn watching male at the school.

She stood up, facing him prepared to give a sharp retort until he spread his legs and she came face to face with his rather large erection straining through. God, her eyes were resting on it inspite of herself.

"Jack, you want me?" Instead of annoyed, the voice was wistful. This had been her fantasy after all. It was as if she had completely disregarded his whole friends with benefits explanation of the arrangement. The only things that resonated were that she was hot and he was burning with desire for her. She sprung up between his legs and gripped him around the shoulders hugging him hard.

"Oh Jack, I'm so happy that you want me! We are going to be so good together, you and I... You don't know how long I've been waiting for this moment." She stared into his eyes with unconcealed joy as she gingerly sat herself on his thigh. For some reason, he seemed to have a magnetic pull on her she couldn't resist.

"Yes, I have thought of all of those things you've mentioned. I want to do them all with you. You're the only boy I've ever really liked at our school. You're the only boy whose cum I've ever thought about trying."
 
"You're the only boy who's cum I've ever thought about trying."

Between that comment and Annabelle's A-cups pushing against him when the hugged, Jack could feel his member swelling in his pants. Fuck! With her sitting on his thigh, Jack scrambled to undo his pants, pulled the waist of his boxers away from his body and pulled out his cock. It stood on its own, stalwart, like a tower. Despite its disporportionately large size and erect nature, one could tell he wasn't fully erect because the foreskin had not retreated from around the head yet. There was a rather large drop of pre-cum glistening on top of the end of the foreskin.

"I'm glad you want to eat some cum because I've got a ton of it for you!"

His cock on prominent display he reached forward, pushing his hand under Annabelle's cordoroy skirt. His hand rubbed up her thigh and flattened against her sex, beginning to rub her there.

"I want your pussy Annabelle. I want to fuck you. I want to fill your cunt up with all this cockmeat."

Jack's other hand reached up, caressing her cheek and mouth. "And your mouth. I want your mouth on my cock. Sucking. Slurping. Licking up my cum. Swallowing. Fuck! I want you Annabelle!"
 
"A ton of your cum for me?" Annabelle repeated in amazement at his impressive size, his cock already rigid and upright. And that girth! She could scarcely imagine how she would take him in any of her holes when he was fully erect. Being a geeky girl, she had never seen one before. Her poor head was simply spinning!

As his hand roughly pushed under her skirt, she jumped a little at his hand rubbing her sex, quickly becoming wet. "Eep. Jack, I never knew you were... so robust!" His other hand caressing her cheek made her heart warm, even if her mouth was only another wet, hot hole to please his cock with. "You want me..." she sighed dreamily, taking his passion for the heat of love.

"Mmm." Annabelle had not seen an abundance of erotic films but she knew guys liked a girl on their knees and she kneeled between his legs, gripping the base of his hardening cock in her small hand and licking the foreskin, tasting the first drop of her pre-cum. "It's delicious!" She cried in delight, eyes sparkling up to meet his.

Like an insatiable minx, she wanted to taste more of his sweet, addicting cum. There was something magical in it! Licking up the base to the tip slowly, she coated it with saliva before making her mouth into a lewd O and going down inch by inch, furiously blushing, sure she looked like a schoolgirl fantasy porn star.
 
"It's delicious!" She cried in delight, eyes sparkling up to meet his.

She was already kneeling between his knees. Jack blinked at her response. Was this really happening? Was he about to get his first blow job? Fuck, she was licking up his cock. Jack closed his eyes, rolling his head back, leaning back in the chair a bit, pushing his hips forward, a loud moan escaping his lips.

"Fuck, your tongue feels so good Annabelle," he said. Then he felt her lips encompass his foreskin and Jack's eyes shot open, watching Annabelle start taking his monster cock into her mouth.

"Shit, that's good!" Jack shouted. He watched as Annabelle forced herself to take more and more of his cock into her mouth, surprised at her enthusiasm and his body shaking, surprised at the pleasure wracking his system. He wasn't ready for this. He was going to cum, very shortly.

But part of him was ready. Jack had been watching a lot of porn since he took the serum. Maybe that's what inspired him. And he had an unprecedented amount of testosterone flowing through his body. That could be a factor. Or maybe he was a natural dominate? Whatever.

He hands shot from his sides to her head, running his hands though her hair as she tried to take more of his cock in her mouth. He balled his hands into fist, getting in nice and close to her scalp. Jack had Annabelle in a solid grip.

"I'm glad you think my cum is delicious, my hot mouthed slut, because I've got lots more cumming your way."

Jack pulled Annabelle's head off his cock just a little then pulled it back down, ramming his cock into her mouth. Then up a bit and back down. Up, down, harder each time until his cock was slamming into the back of her throat. He was using her like a slut, her mouth was a cunt for that mammoth science experiment of a dick. Whether she was gagging on his cock or not, Jack didn't care. The need to cum was overwhelming.

And then he was there. It didn't take much. Six or seven thrusts and he pulled her head down very hard as he came. Two huge bursts of semen erupted from his cock against the back of Annabelle's throat. He ripped her off his dick as quick as he could, his cock firing a third burst as he passed her lips. Then he held her head in place as he painted her face. Blast after blast of thick, hot cum spewed from his dick. He aimed for her forehead mostly, getting half of it in her hair. Five or six good bursts before he was done.

Jack collapsed back in the chair, admiring his handiwork. Cum slowly rolled down her face, over her eye brows and down to her cheeks, making a thick, gooey white mask. Some of it was dripping down onto her clothes as well. Her hair had cum splatter in it.

Jack's cock stayed hard, throbbing in front of her, bouncing up and down with a mix of cum and saliva on it.

"Fuck Annabelle," Jack said as he gasped fro air, coming down from the high of orgasm, "You are so fucking beautiful right now."
 
As his hands tangled in her hair, she moaned hard around his pulsing cock. He was battering ramming her little inexperienced throat! She choked every time the thick head would push deeper. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth every time her eyes flickered up to his like an enthusiastic sex doll.

Something in his unusual aggressive, dominant manners made her desire his cum even more than ordinary. Was it hormones?

Her tongue stimulated the thick head, her mouth tightening around the considerate girth. When he came in thick, white spurts, she tried to swallow what she could. He was quick to cover her from her lips, to forehead and hair. Annabelle, normally a girlish, shy type would have been squeamish but this was different. Jack was marking her. And by god, did she look and feel slutty!

Warm, pearly cum dripped from her mousy hair and chin. She licked her lips tasting more of the treat. Suddenly, Annabelle's white top began to feel too tight so she unopened it. Normally, braless, she gasped as she stared down at her tits.

Her A cups were now turning to small C cups. From lemons to oranges in the blink of an eye! How much bigger could they get? Her brown strands even began to look more golden. Her normally narrow hips and behind seemed to swell in a very alluring manner. She slipped out of her skirt feeling very self conscious, indeed.

"Jack, what have you done to me?" She cried, in tingled with embarrassment and arousal. "Look at me!" She uncovered her hands from her budding breasts and spun around in disbelief. "Do you really find me beautiful?" Still shyly, she came up between his legs, eyes on his massive cock slick with cum and spit.

She straddled his lap, resting her hands on his chest as she began to gyrate in the most enticing of ways. While vaguely aware that she was acting like a nymphomaniac, Annabelle couldn't help herself and remain in strict self control. Taking his hand, she pressed it between her legs. "Do you feel how wet I am for you?" She whispered, meeting his eyes under lowered lashes.

"I need your dick." Those four words were as much a plea as statement of fact for the poor girl, so entranced with her crush's magical cum.
 
What the fuck was going on? Annabelle licked her lips, picking up just a bit of his cum with her mouth when suddenly her shirt started to expand. She ripped her shirt open and Jack watched her braless nipple bumps grow into full, ripe orange sized tits. She had her hands over her tits, but shit, he could see them growing.

She slipped out of her skirt, putting her soaked panties on display. Jack had rubbed her for a moment before the blow job, and had felt her getting wet through her panties, but now there was a large wet area around her pussy. Apparently getting her face fucked like a whore had turned Annabelle on quite a bit.

Fuck! Was her ass getting rounder? Her hips curvier? That wasn't possible? Was it? Then again her tits growing like that wasn't possible either, but he'd seen that.

"I'm looking Annabelle, and you're more fucking beautiful then ever," Jack said in response.

Annabelle came between his legs, gyrating her hips and putting her hands on his chest. He started to move his hands to her tits but she redirected one to her pussy, asking him to see how wet she made him. Fuck she had a sultry whisper.

Jack cupped and rubbed her panties, shocked at how wet she was. His other hand pulled and tweaked her nipple. Jack pushed her panties aside and pushed a finger into her tight, virgin pussy. Sopping wet.

"Mmmm, you are one cock-hungry slut for me aren't you Annabelle? Is your pussy hungry for my cock?" He pulled his finger out of her pussy and pinched her clit.

"Good. I hope it is. My cock wants your cunt, wants to be buried deep inside of you with your cunt cum dripping and slicking it's way all down my cock."

Jack pulled his finger away from her pussy and licked it clean. His free hand moved to her other tit, now both hands pulling her nipples. "Take off your panties or just push them aside. When you're ready, mount up on my cock. Take your time. When you're ready tell me, and I am going to fuck you crazy. Would you like that, my cock-gobbling slut? Do you want me to fuck you like a whore? Say it Annabelle, I want to hear you say it."
 
At Jack's pinches to her sensitive nipples and clit, she could hardly suppress a cry of delight. Her nipples perked up at attention with his rough pulls. His dirty talk only served to make her wetter if possible. Was he a mind reader to know how much she loved her newly swelling breasts to be played with? She imagined how jealous the girls would be at school when she showed up with her new C cups.

"Mmm, a bossy man..." she sighed wistfully, slipping her panties to the floor, giving him a shy look. She'd never been undressed in front of a guy before but Jack looked pleased. "I suppose if I am to be your future wife, you might as well hear me nag you about what I want," Annabelle teased to hide her nervousness, "and I'm ready for you."

In spite of her horny eagerness, poor Annabelle was still a virgin and most anxious to please. Her crush's cock was erect and very considerable in girth. Would he be gentle or fuck her hard like a sex doll? Both thoughts aroused her heightened nympho-senses.

Completely nude, she straddled him, legs out stretched as she teased his thick swollen cockhead with her wet pussy lips. Her hands rested on his chest for balance. Up and down like a little minx for minutes! She purposely never let more than an inch penetrate her... right where her hymen was. The shy, once nerdy girl gave him a cheeky look.

"Do you like that, Jack? Do you like to be teased? Or do you want more... do you want to fuck me like a whore?" Annabelle's cheeks blushed pink but she quickly hid it with her hair as she leaned into his ear to whisper, "Well, I secretly want you to fuck me like a whore and bounce me as hard as you can on your cock until I scream."
 
She pulled herself away from Jack's fingers with reluctance, standing before him to drop her unbuttoned shirt to the ground and then push down her panties, stepping out of them. She stood before her in all her naked glory, his cum still making a translucent white mask on her face. Jack's cock throbbed, a small dollop of cum spurting from his cock in appreciation. This was the first time Jack had ever seen a naked woman in real life, as opposed to the internet. Annabelle wasn't being particularly sexy, swaying her hips or shaking her new, bigger boobs, but it didn't matter. Jack was excited.

Wait, what the hell did she just say about wives? Marriage? He'd been very clear, not ten minutes ago that this was not about a relationship, it was just sex. Neither one of them wanted to go to college as virgins. That was the whole point of what was happening right now. Exploration for the sake of discovery, clarification and pleasure. That's it! No commitments!

Before Jack could say anything, Annabelle was straddling him, spreading her legs nice and wide and putting her pussy on display. A few drops of her wetness slipped off her cunt and landed on his dick, making the monster throb again. Annabelle shifted her weight, so her pussy was pointing toward the ground, putting her hands on Jack's she's and her tits right in his face.

Fuck.

He wasn't going to say no to that. Jack moved his head, taking one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard on it. Then he felt her pussy lower down and his cock head felt the pressure of her labia against it.

Fuck, this was it! He was about to have sex!

Annabelle lowered herself slowly onto his dick, moving so slow as he felt every bit of her pussy lips on his cock head. Then the tip hit her hymen and she stopped. Jack was still suckling on her tit, waiting for her to push herself the rest of the way onto him. Instead he felt her starting too push off him. Then back on him. Then off him.

She was fucking teasing him! The little minx!

It felt good, damn good, and Jack was ready to cum again already. Ever since he took that treatment his cock was like a fountain.

She finally stopped teasing him and begged Jack to fuck her like a whore and make her titties bounce.

Jack shook his head. "You are one fucking dirty slut, Annabelle." He moved a hand to her pussy and pushed up on it, pulling his dick out of her with his other hand.

He pushed gently against her vulva. "Stand up, slut."

He waited for her to comply. Once she stood, he did too,. He put his hand on her waist and guided her ass to the table. Once she was there he grabbed her waist with both hands, lifting her up to the table and putting her down on one of their text books.

"What a dirty little cunt you are, getting your girl juice all over our homework. You dirty, naughty, slut."

Jack pushed her down, so she was lying on the table.

"You're my whore, Annabelle."

He spread her legs, lifting them up, giving him access to her cunt.

"You're my sex toy."

He moved one hand to his dick, rubbing it up and down her slit, spreading her labia and rubbing it up against her clit a few times for good measure before he pushed in, stopping at her labia, the crown of his cock head still outside her pussy.

" You are my piece of fuck meat. Here for my pleasure and mine alone. Got that? Annabelle. You're my slave, you fuck toy, my cum repository. And I'm going to use you like the wanton, lustful, cock hungry slut that you are."

With that Jack grabbed Annabelle hips and thrust into her with all his might, pushing the crown of his thick Cock head past her labia and the tip breaking through her hymen. He pushed as far into her as her tight, virgin pussy would allow.

" Fuck!" he said as pleasure flew through his body. "That is good pussy, cunt."

He pulled back, bringing his dick completely outside her, hearing the sloppy popping noise as his cock head pulled on her pussy lips. Then Jack slammed into her again pushing his cock in deeper this time. Then a deep breath, letting it out slow. Then out again. Then in. Over and over as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her virgin pussy.
 
She pulled herself away from Jack's fingers with reluctance, standing before him to drop her unbuttoned shirt to the ground and then push down her panties, stepping out of them. She stood before her in all her naked glory, his cum still making a translucent white mask on her face. Jack's cock throbbed, a small dollop of cum spurting from his cock in appreciation. This was the first time Jack had ever seen a naked woman in real life, as opposed to the internet. Annabelle wasn't being particularly sexy, swaying her hips or shaking her new, bigger boobs, but it didn't matter. Jack was excited.

Wait, what the hell did she just say about wives? Marriage? He'd been very clear, not ten minutes ago that this was not about a relationship, it was just sex. Neither one of them wanted to go to college as virgins. That was the whole point of what was happening right now. Exploration for the sake of discovery, clarification and pleasure. That's it! No commitments!

Before Jack could say anything, Annabelle was straddling him, spreading her legs nice and wide and putting her pussy on display. A few drops of her wetness slipped off her cunt and landed on his dick, making the monster throb again. Annabelle shifted her weight, so her pussy was pointing toward the ground, putting her hands on Jack's she's and her tits right in his face.

Fuck.

He wasn't going to say no to that. Jack moved his head, taking one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard on it. Then he felt her pussy lower down and his cock head felt the pressure of her labia against it.

Fuck, this was it! He was about to have sex!

Annabelle lowered herself slowly onto his dick, moving so slow as he felt every bit of her pussy lips on his cock head. Then the tip hit her hymen and she stopped. Jack was still suckling on her tit, waiting for her to push herself the rest of the way onto him. Instead he felt her starting too push off him. Then back on him. Then off him.

She was fucking teasing him! The little minx!

It felt good, damn good, and Jack was ready to cum again already. Ever since he took that treatment his cock was like a fountain.

She finally stopped teasing him and begged Jack to fuck her like a whore and make her titties bounce.

Jack shook his head. "You are one fucking dirty slut, Annabelle." He moved a hand to her pussy and pushed up on it, pulling his dick out of her with his other hand.

He pushed gently against her vulva. "Stand up, slut."

He waited for her to comply. Once she stood, he did too,. He put his hand on her waist and guided her ass to the table. Once she was there he grabbed her waist with both hands, lifting her up to the table and putting her down on one of their text books.

"What a dirty little cunt you are, getting your girl juice all over our homework. You dirty, naughty, slut."

Jack pushed her down, so she was lying on the table.

"You're my whore, Annabelle."

He spread her legs, lifting them up, giving him access to her cunt.

"You're my sex toy."

He moved one hand to his dick, rubbing it up and down her slit, spreading her labia and rubbing it up against her clit a few times for good measure before he pushed in, stopping at her labia, the crown of his cock head still outside her pussy.

" You are my piece of fuck meat. Here for my pleasure and mine alone. Got that? Annabelle. You're my slave, you fuck toy, my cum repository. And I'm going to use you like the wanton, lustful, cock hungry slut that you are."

With that Jack grabbed Annabelle hips and thrust into her with all his might, pushing the crown of his thick Cock head past her labia and the tip breaking through her hymen. He pushed as far into her as her tight, virgin pussy would allow.

" Fuck!" he said as pleasure flew through his body. "That is good pussy, cunt."

He pulled back, bringing his dick completely outside her, hearing the sloppy popping noise as his cock head pulled on her pussy lips. Then Jack slammed into her again pushing his cock in deeper this time. Then a deep breath, letting it out slow. Then out again. Then in. Over and over as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her virgin pussy.

The nerdy girl quickly registered Jack's changed facial expression at the mention of marriage but took it for delighted surprise. He did feel the same way! Romance was in the air. Jack would be her noble Prince Charming and carry her off into the sunset. Her brows set in concentration as she tried to be as sexy as possible for him. His pre cum meant that he felt sexual desire for her. (Thank you, Lesson 6 in Health class.) She told herself she was jumping into sex because she'd always had a huge crush on Jack but somehow, now, he was more irresistible than ever to her.

As Annabelle gyrated on his lap, rubbing her pussy lips against his dripping shaft, she felt her perky nipples harden even more inside Jack's warm mouth. She moaned loudly, caressing the back of his head. If only he knew how much more sensitive they had gotten since her amazing transformation! Her nipples were like bullets where they have once been pliant and unnoticeable. Without realizing she was doing it, she kept pushing her tits into his face as if yearning for more.

Two could play at the teasing game. She never let him enter his thick, dripping cockhead past her hymen but kept rubbing elusively. But at her whispered confession, she felt him push her up off his dick, pulling out. Did he not desire her after her dirty confession? Did she repulse him now? Goodness, she hoped not! Annabelle's eyes were pools of confusion and hurt.

Not for long, though. His order cut through her thoughts immediately.

Standing up shakily, Annabelle felt herself lifted up on top of the Calculus book on the table. Her bottom was on the edge of the table, pussy dripping over the open pages.

"Jack...no... I'm gonna, I'm gonna dirty our homework and the book..." Her breathing was heavy, breasts heaving. Her pleading seemed weak even to her ears. "I guess I really am a dirty slut." She tried to wipe some of her lady cum off the book but the mess was made.

Her long legs stretched over his shoulders as he spread them apart lewdly, spreading her virgin pussy spectacularly.

She was his whore and sex toy. What had she been thinking earlier? Foolish girl! "Yes, yes, make me your whore, Jack", she murmured in ecstatic anticipation.

She bucked her hips up in eager anticipation for his substantial dick, needing to be filled. It was so unfair of him to rub like that and tease! And that dirty talk too? Her book page would be soaking by now. At his stern words and demanding tone, she nodded her head rather subserviently, not feeling quite herself. "Yes, got it, I am your fuck doll only to be used for your pleasure and no more. I'm just a plaything and slave for you! Now, plea--"

The please was hardly out before Annabelle felt him break past her tight barrier, filling up her vice like pussy, so hot and clutching against his pulsating dick. "Oh fuck me!" She was shocked at her profanity. But more that she was squirming under him like a female in heat. The pain registered but so did the endless pleasure. Her long nails raked against his back.

Every new stroke brought a wet smacking sound entirely like fast, hard fucking as the table creaked beneath them. Jack was ramming her mercilessly and Annabelle was loving it.

"You own my pussy, claim it! Cum in it, or better, cum on me -- Wherever. I just want you to!" The thick white cream that was now churning in his balls was an aphrodisiac to her that she couldn't get enough of. He was going to make her a true bimbofied girl.
 
"You own my pussy, claim it! Cum in it, or better, cum on me -- Wherever. I just want you to!"

Annabelle was quickly becoming quite a slut. From a virgin and a bit of a prude to begging for his cum after one blow job. And those boobs, where the fuck did they come from?

Speaking of boobs, Jack moved his hands from his waist up to her breasts, grabbing her bouncing tits and pulling on the nipples. He held the nipples in place as he fucked her, making her new c-cups jiggle and bounce and pull themselves away from the stationary nipples.

Jack slowed down at first, making sure her ass would stay in place while he fucked her without his hands on her hips. He needn't have worried. She was bouncing a lot but her ass was staying on top of the calculus book, which was quite wet now.

"Get your hands on your clit, slut. I want you to cum on my cock, like a good fuck toy. A good Fuck toy cums for her Master. You do want to be a good fuck toy, don't you?"

Jack picked up the pace, pulling on her nipples with each thrust in, then pulling out nice and slow until the crown popped out. Her wetness was already everywhere, but he wanted to feel her cum all over his cock.
 
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