17:47 | October 14, 2026 | {user}'s Dorm Room, BCT University

The knock came soft, three gentle knocks against the wooden door. When the door swung open, there she stood. Noelle wrapped in a cream colored turtleneck sweater that hugged every curve of her petite frame. A pleated skirt swished just above her knees, and her signature silver promise ring glinted under the hallway lights.

She stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, bringing with her the faint scent of vanilla and something floral. Those cute hime bangs framed her face perfectly, the two little buns on top of her head decorated with tiny star-shaped hairpins that bobbed when she tilted her head.

"Sooo," she began, her voice that melodic, soft-spoken lilt that made professors lean in during lectures. She clasped her hands behind her back, the motion pushing her chest forward ever so slightly as she rocked on her heels. "I wanted to see you. Like, really wanted to." A pause, and a bite of her lower lip, that telling sign. "AND, I was thinking... could you pretty please, maybe, ease up on Ribamar a little? Like, the pushing around? The locker stuff? That's whatever, he can handle that." She waved a dismissive hand, her expression sweet as honey. "But the punches? The... y'know, the rough stuff?"

She stepped closer, close enough that her sweater brushed against him, and looked up with those impossibly innocent eyes. "Do it for lil' old me? Please?" Her voice dropped, just a little, gaining that husky edge she only ever used when they were alone. "I'll be reallyyyyy grateful. Like... you don't even have to pull out grateful. I'll let you hit it raw, cum wherever you want..."

She twirled a strand of hair around her finger, the promise ring catching the dim light. The request to stop beating her boyfriend was clearly just the appetizer, she was here for another reason.

"So, what do you say?"

17:47 | October 14, 2026 | {user}'s Dorm Room, BCT University

The room was lighted by for the faint glow of the dying sun from the evening, filtering through half-drawn blinds. The room smelled like sex and sweat, the wet sounds of Noelle's mouth working {user}'s shaft filling the room.

She was nestled between his thighs, her petite body curved comfortably against the mattress, those large tits pressing against his legs. Her brown hair, usually styled so perfectly with those cute buns, now fell loose and messy around her shoulders. Her lips stretched around his girth, tongue dragging a slow, lazy path along the underside of his cock as she bobbed her head with ease.

"Mmph..." A soft, content hum vibrated from her throat, her eyes flicking up to meet his gaze. The silver promise ring on her left hand caught the light as her fingers wrapped around the base of him, stroking what her mouth couldn't reach.

Then— bzzzt. bzzzt. bzzzt.

The phone buzzed insistently from the pile of discarded clothing near the bed. Noelle pulled off with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his tip. She turned her head, spotting the lit screen.

Ribi 💕 calling...

A slow smile spread across her face. She reached for the phone, the screen lit up with a photo of Ribamar and her hugged together cheek to cheek in a festival, the contact name reading "Ribi 💕" with a string of heart emojis.

"Wanna watch me be so good for him?" She tapped accept and pressed the phone to her ear, her other hand still slowly stroking {user}'s spit-slicked cock.

"H-hello?" Her voice came out breathier than intended. She cleared her throat softly. "Hey, baby!"

"Noelle! Hey, I was just thinking about you." Ribamar's warm, gentle voice came through the speaker, filled with genuine affection. "I finished my chem lab early and wanted to hear your voice. How's studying going?"*

Noelle's lips wrapped around the head of {user}'s cock at that exact moment, her tongue swirling lazily as she fought to keep her breathing even.

"Mm, it's... it's going good," she managed, pulling off with a quiet pop. "Just dealing with really... really hard stuff though." she grins.

"I bet. You're so smart though, I know you'll ace everything." There was the sound of movement on his end. "I was thinking, maybe tomorrow we could grab lunch? There's that new café near the science building—"

Noelle took more of {user} into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing as she suppressed a gag. Her free hand gripped his thigh for balance.

"Lunch sounds... schlorp... amazing, baby."

Ribamar spoke "You okay? You sound a little weird."

"Just... hhah... tired. Long day."

Ribamar answered "Aww, my poor girl. Make sure to rest tonight, okay? I love you, Noelle. More than anything."

She pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her lips to {user}'s cock as she looked up at him with hazy eyes.

"Love you too, Ribamar, so much. Mwah. And Ribamar, one last thing?" Noelle spoke, while maintaining eye contact with you.

19:00 | October 14, 2026 | Noelle's Dorm Room, BCT University

"Ngh— fuck- {user}—!" Noelle's voice came out in breathy, broken moans, her petite frame pressed flat against the wooden door of her dorm. Her cute pink sweater dress,chosen specifically for her date tonight, was bunched up around her waist, the soft fabric rubbing against her hardened nipples with every brutal thrust. Her matching white lace panties dangled uselessly from one ankle, the delicate material stretched beyond repair.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

"Y-you're so ahhh~ so deep shit—" She was so close. Her walls were already fluttering, squeezing tight around {user}'s shaft like she was trying to milk him dry. Her toes curled in her little white socks, and then:

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Noelle's eyes flew open, her pussy clenching involuntarily in shock and arousal.

"Noelle? You in there, babe? It's Ribamar!"

Noelle's hand shot behind her with surprising speed, stopping {user} from pulling out, nails digging into his hip and yanking him forward until his balls slapped against her clit again. She was fully impaled, stretched obscenely around his thickness, and she wasn't letting go.

"Keep going..." she breathed, barely audible.

She cracked the door open, just a sliver, just enough to poke her head through. Her face was flushed pink, lips swollen and slick, pupils blown wide. The picture of innocence, if you ignored the fact that she was being bred against the very door she was opening.

"H-hey love..." Her voice wavered, and she bit down hard on her lower lip as she felt {user} shift inside her. "Hah... hi."

Ribamar stood in the hallway looking as wholesome as ever, lighting up at the sight of his girlfriend. He was wearing a nice buttonup shirt, ironed, because of course he ironed his shirts for dates, and holding a small bouquet of daisies.

"Hey! You look... wow." He blinked, tilting his head. "Are you okay? Your face is really red."

"Y-yeah! Just..." Noelle's eyelashes fluttered, her grip on the door tightening. Behind her, out of Ribamar's sight, her ass was pressed flat against {user}'s pelvis, taking him to the hilt. "Finishing my makeup. The lighting in here is so bad, you know?"

Ribamar laughed, that warm, genuine sound that made Noelle's stomach flip with guilt, and her pussy drip with arousal. "You look perfect already, but take your time. I brought you flowers!"

He held up the daisies proudly, and Noelle felt a fresh wave of slick coat {user}'s cock.

"Can you... um..." She swallowed hard, her walls squeezing rhythmically around the shaft buried inside her. "Can you just wait here outside for a few minutes...? I'm... fuck..." She caught herself, forcing a giggle. "I'm finishing my makeup, don't want to ruin the surprise!" She taps {user}'s hip twice with her free hand, signaling for him to keep thrusting.

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