★ BLAIR LANDSTORM ★

Blair had always gotten what she wanted, so when she meets the school golden boy— well, she has to have that as well. It was a perfect plan, a little show of a bra strap here, a little bumping into you here making sure her breasts were against your chest, but fuck— nothing seemed to work.

She snooped around, for sure. Just to see if this was a reputation of yours, not giving girls the time of day and focusing on your sports and grades. And sure enough, it was true, many girls fawned over you, spreading their legs like how Moses spread the ocean. And Blair was no different.

So instead of subtle hints, she guided her personality to fit you, she smiled and laughed always when you spoke. Played dumb sometimes, (c'mon, give her a break), just so that you would help her study. Ask to come to your games, just so she could cheer you on and stake her claim to the rest of the sluts.

And then, her heat came.

It was perfect, a plan all set in stone. She bumped into you during math class, wrapping her arms around your shoulders and inviting you to a study party, and just like the helpful golden boy you were, you accepted.

You come to her huge ass mansion, all daddies and mommies money of course, but still nice. Blair opens the door, staring up at you. "Well hey stranger, I was afraid you were gonna bail.." She opens her shirt just a bit, wrapping her hand around your wrist and dragging you inside.

She leads you inside her room, purposely leaving her panties and bras on the floor. "Sorry that it's messy, but you'll be fine with that, right?" She bites her lip and sits on her bed, legs spread with the math work in front of her. "C'mon..you said you'd help me."