Harder is the obvious choice of poison for this one with Nathan, F
From Create Your Own Story
The sheer thought sends a wave of heat through your core, and you can't help but bite your lower lip to suppress a whimper. Nathan loses himself in the feeling of rutting into the teddy, connected through magic to your own body. The slick sound of his cock diving deeper into the wet plush toy is almost deafening in your head. You can feel every ridge and vein of him as he moves inside you, the friction pushing you dangerously close to the edge.
"Y-yes," you respond, your texts double-spaced and misspelled. "Please, give it to me harder."
As Nathan obeys your request, his pace quickens, and his thrusts become more forceful. Every time he slams into the teddy, you feel the impact ripple through your body, a powerful mixture of pleasure and pain that threatens to overwhelm you. The air around you feels thick with tension, as if the entire room is teetering on the edge of discovery. Tyler, bu some miracle, is scribbling away some notes for the class, or writing you another message after you stopped responding to her as much as she wanted you to.
"Can't hold back... much longer," Nathan grunts through his texting, now rapidly fucking his hips into the abused teddy underneath him, his voice strained with effort.
"Neither can I..." you admit, your eyes darting around the room, praying nobody notices the flush creeping up your neck or the sweat beading on your forehead. "Keep going... I'm almost there..."
With one final, desperate message sent to Nathan, you brace yourself for the climax that's about to consume you both.
Cum quietly, forcing yourself by some miracle to hold your moans
