Mark

She looked up to see her boyfriend Mark looking on worriedly. At the sight of him, her pussy throbbed with an overwhelming need to have him cum deep and long within her despite the load she'd just been given. Ashamed and humiliated, she closed her legs and looked away.

"Are you alright?" Mark asked. "What are you doing way out here?"

"Nothing," Tanya lied, her face burning. "I'm fine."

He frowned at her. "Tell me the truth, Tanya. You can trust me."

She bit her lip and shut her eyes, but the truth came out anyway. "I have to do what everyone tells me, that's why I'm wearing this stupid slutty outfit, and those dweebs from earlier told me that I have to crave sperm in me and dear Lord I do, even though my math teacher just fucked me hard I still need you so bad, Mark!" She slapped her hand over her mouth as tears ran down her face. There was no way he wanted to go out with her anymore after that confession.

Tanya could tell Mark stopped cold, but she couldn't bring herself to look up at him. "...What?" he asked, in total disbelief.

"I want you to have sex with me," she rephrased, and finally looked at him. "I need it so bad, and only because some asshole told me to. Fuck, Mark, please, just do me, do me hard, right now! I need your semen in me, I need you to wash out that ass Deckard from me, please!"

Tanya, the girl who always refused. And here she was, begging. She felt some tears wet her face but that didn't make her words any less true.