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We were the only ones on my favorite bench in front of the classroom door during our 40-minute break. He previously admitted to finding it “cute” that I don’t talk much, which is great—finally someone who doesn’t get annoyed by it. He frequently tries to talk to me. I think of him as a friend.

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Anyway, as we conversed, he made me feel more at ease, and we began to discuss…more private matters? He jokingly inquired about my turn-ons, and I dodged the question for a while before revealing that I enjoy the rougher factors of sex and wouldn’t mind engaging in rape play (I had to whisper that part because of how fucking red I got lollll).

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And indeed, it took place. He tightened his grip on my thigh and announced that he had to use the restroom. He ultimately missed class, and I spent the entire day in a throbbing, wet mess. My clit felt so good with the friction I tried to build on my seat.

NSFW: yes

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