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It was a day like any other. I woke up, got ready for school, ate breakfast, and went on my way. My classes and seat were the same, and the only difference was the student sitting next to me. A Samoan girl from the other class who was changed to this one, didn't have any makeup. Her outfit consisted of an oversized black hoodie and a pair of grey sweatpants. She kept to herself for the most part, occasionally asking for help with certain things. I didn't care initially, but I decided to talk to her when she consistently needed help. Tapping her hand to get her attention, she jumped in surprise before quickly calming down.
"Hey, I'm Isaac. I never got your name?"
"Talia."
"Oh, well, hello Talia. How are you doing with the work?"
"Uh, um, not good. It hurts my head, and I barely have anything finished. Everything is due tomorrow."
"That's ok. I can help you with anything you need, but class ends in fifteen minutes, so we'll have to finish it somewhere else. I have nothing to do for the rest of the day."
"Ok, but my mom expects me to come straight home after class before she goes to work, so she knows I'm safe."
"Then we'll do it at your place."
"Do it?"
"Yeah, the work you have to finish."
"Ah."
After class ended, Talia and I started walking to her place. Something I noticed about her was despite being rather shy, she was pretty tall, overtaking my 5'10 frame with her own 6'7 frame. As we walked, I started asking Talia things about herself, but she'd just give me short, nearly one-word answers the entire time. After roughly half an hour of walking, we reached her place, a single-story house in the ghetto. Talia knocked on the door barely a second before her mother opened it. Unlike Talia, her mother was shorter than me, yet her way of dressing was nearly identical to Talia's. Rocking a pair of boots and loose-fitted jeans alongside a leather jacket. When she saw me, her first reaction was to ask her daughter questions.
"Who's he?"
"A classmate."
"What's his name?"
"Isaac."
"What's doing here?"
"He's here to help me finish all of tomorrow's work."
"Ok, when I return from work, he better be gone. Goodbye."
And like that, Talia's mother walked past us and headed off to work. Talia quickly stepped inside, and I followed. We went straight to her room as we needed to finish the work as soon as possible before her mother got back from work. Everything was going well for the first couple of hours. Still, it came to a halt when Talia started looking overheated. I told her it'd help if she changed out of her hoodie and sweatpants, but she just brushed it off as nothing serious. I took it very seriously, so I had to make my point clear.
"Talia, you're overheating. If you don't change, you can pass out. I'll leave the room, so you don't have to worry."
"It's nothing serious. It happens to me all the time. I just have to wait it out."
"No! I said I'd help you with anything you need, and I meant it."
"You mean it?"
"Yes."
"You really mean anything?"
"Yes."
"You swear by that?"
"Yes."
"Ok then, thank you."
And with that all said and done, Talia stood up from her bed and took off her hoodie. I expected a shirt or, at the very least, a bra, but nope, I got a full view of her surprisingly large breasts as they wobbled. But my surprise was cut off when she flipped me onto my stomach and kept me there by sitting on me with a very firm behind. Her strength was also ridiculously abnormal because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get up. I only stopped struggling when Talia palmed my ass with both hands, giving it a good squeeze before sliding a hand down my pants. At first, I didn't know what she was thinking, but things became quite obvious when I felt multiple fingers slide past my rosebud. Talia started out slow, rubbing my insides with care. Still, she just finger-blasted my ass after a while, constantly pumping her fingers in and out and repeatedly hitting my prostate. At that time, I started moaning, and the more I moaned, the harder Talia pumped her fingers and the harder she hit my prostate. When she finally stopped, it'd been only twenty minutes. She finally got off me, allowing me freedom of movement for only a moment before dragging me by the feet off the bed until my knees touched the floor. While I tried to get up, my body gave out from my prostate, getting punished.
"Sorry, Isaac, but you said anything, and I had to get you ready."
"Ready? Ready for what?"
FLOP
"What is that?"
It felt as if a large snake had landed on my back from the weight it had, but Talia didn't give me enough time to process anything before she grabbed my pants and ripped them off. After which, I felt her spreading my cheeks as wide as she could, then I felt the weight on my back slide down between my cheeks until something extremely thick pressed against my loosened-up hole.
"Isaac, just so you know, when I'm done with this hole, I'll be coming for that pretty mouth of you next."
"Wait- SCHLOP Aah!"
SCHLOP!!SCHLOP!!SCHLOP!!SCHLOP!!SCHLOP!!!SCHLOP!!
"Fuck, Isaac, you can tell me to stop if you want."
"I said anything."
"Ok. I won't stop until your ass is looser than my most used fucktoy and your belly's bigger than an exercise ball."
Talia kept true to her words. She didn't stop for anything. No matter what, her balls would never stop swinging. When she was done fucking my ass doggy style, she'd just flip me over and fuck me missionary, and when she was done with that, mating press. She fucked me on every piece of furniture in her room as hard as possible when her mother came home. I can only imagine how she felt when she opened the door to see her daughter fucking me like a sex toy on the couch. My legs spread, my stomach bloated, and her daughter's balls beating mine into submission.
"Talia, what are you doing on the couch?"
"Isaac said he'd help with anything, and I needed to jerk off."
"What about his parents?"
"Answer her piggie." SLAP
"My parents work overseas."
"Ok. Talia, remember if you fuck a man, always squeeze his balls purple. Also, school is out, someone lit fire to the building, and we won't have running water for a while, so don't plan on smelling nice."
"That's ok. We have our own personal bath right here, ain't that right, piggie."
"Yes."
"Talia, make some room. You just made me very horny."
"Ok."
After what felt like days later, I was finally able to rest. Of course, that didn't last long, with Talia and her mom using me whenever they could.