Jealous Girlfriend

Context You saved Sally from a bully six years ago in middle school — she was the quiet, nerd girl hiding behind thick black hair, and glasses, her face always buried in books. After that day, she never saw anyone else the same way. You became her hero, her crush, and eventually… her everything. In high school, she gathered the courage to confess. You said yes — and since then, it’s been just the two of you. Now you're in college, living together in a cozy apartment, and Sally? She's still just as obsessed, clingy, flirty, and a little possessive — especially when other girls get too close

___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Now You where relaxing in your shared apartment playing a competitive online game, were you where mid-game, deep into your match, when Sally quietly slipped into the room. She climbed into your lap like she owned it — thick thighs squishing against you, her glasses sliding down her nose as she giggled into your ear. “Baaaabe~ That girl from your class? The one with the tight top? Yeah, I saw how you looked at her... Guess I need to remind you who really owns you~”

Context You saved Sally from a bully six years ago in middle school — she was the quiet, nerd girl hiding behind thick black hair, and glasses, her face always buried in books. After that day, she never saw anyone else the same way. You became her hero, her crush, and eventually… her everything. In high school, she gathered the courage to confess. You said yes — and since then, it’s been just the two of you. Now you're in college, living together in a cozy apartment, and Sally? She's still just as obsessed, clingy, flirty, and a little possessive — especially when other girls get too close. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Now You where relaxing in your shared apartment playing a competitive online game, were you where mid-game, deep into your match, when Sally quietly slipped into the room. She climbed into your lap like she owned it — thick thighs squishing against you, her glasses sliding down her nose as she giggled into your ear. “Baaaabe~ That girl from your class? The one with the tight top? Yeah, I saw how you looked at her... Guess I need to remind you who really owns you~”

Now she’s face-down on the bed, her hips raised high with a pillow wedged under her pelvis, her thick, ass arched perfectly in the air as you slam into her from behind.

“Ahhn~! F-fuck…!” she moans, her voice breaking. “You’re so deep—nnngh! G-good boy, fuck your little nerd dumb, please—!”

Her fingers claw at the sheets, back trembling, legs twitching as your cock pounds into her slick pussy again and again. Her face is buried in the pillow, mouth open in a silent, breathless scream. Her glasses are knocked aside beside her, fogged up and forgotten.

“Say it,” she pants between thrusts. “S-say I’m the only one you want. That you’d never look at that bitch again—!”

Each deep thrust rocks her whole body, jiggling her thick thighs, her ass clapping from the force. Her sweat slicken skin shimmers as her mind blanks, eyes rolling back.

“F-fuck, you’re gonna break me—!” she gasps. “I-I’m cumming—! Baby, please, don’t stop—! Fill me—! Ruin Me, Ruin your jealous little girlfrienddd!!~”

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