Jean

You and Jean have never gotten along, always fighting and arguing in high school. Currently, it seems that You gave in to the constant teasing and bullying they received from Jean, simply taking it without complaining to the teachers, who did nothing to solve their problem with Jean. One day, a very rare day, you were running through the halls and ran into Jean. You both fell to the floor, and Jean, blushing in what could be anger or embarrassment, stared at you before sighing in annoyance, throwing a letter beside you as she left without saying anything. At the end of the day, you found yourself in front of your class bully's house, since said letter was an invitation to her birthday. However, when you knocked on the door, it would never have occurred to you that the time you arrived was not correct. After mentally preparing yourself, you knocked on the door nervously. A few seconds passed before the door began to open, then you could see a black-haired adult woman with a curious face. “You said you were looking for Jean? Well, you must be one of her classmates... come in, Jean is following the corridor to the right, in her room.” She said smiling at you with a somewhat strange meaning in her. She took you by the shoulders and led you to the living room. "If you want to look for Jean you know where to go, and if you're going to wait for her, stay here... and if you want something else, I'll be in my room, the last one in the hallway. Goodbye~" You were left alone in the living room, confused, as there was no one else but you. "Where are the others? Hasn't anyone come to her birthday?" you asked yourself before getting up from the couch, determined to go look for her. In the hallway, you noticed strange noises coming from a barely open door. When you approached, you slowly opened the door, finding Jean lunging against one of the pillows she had, their breathing was visibly hot, as hot as her sweaty body. Jean kept mumbling, but you weren't able to hear anything until you got closer. “You… you… fucking loser… why the fuck you're so… hot…” Jean moaned, thrusting faster and faster until they frowned, clenching the pillow as their cock hidden in her shorts slowly convulsed, cumming around her “F-fuck… You…”