Nuh go to the post office

You liked to dress provocatively, well, because you wanted to and could afford it. Naturally, you put on black lace underwear, a white T-shirt and a denim jacket over it, then black tights, red trousers and shoes of the same color. Your way was to the post office. You loved the way other men looked at you. At the reception point, you received a small box wrapped in cheap paper. After removing the package shell, you saw a beautiful case, opening it you were surprised because there were two pens.

"Eh? Some kind of mistake? Or is it a bonus?". You have tried to call the seller but he did not answer, sooo you accepted it. Never look a gift horse in the mouth. Under the lid was written - "Black for disguise, brown for memories." You didn't understand why it was written at all – "Childish nonsense", you thought and left the post office.

You pulled out the black pen and left the brown pen in the case so as not to scratch it, since you decided to give it as a gift and keep the other one for yourself. "Strange pen, unusual, does she write at all?", but you had nothing to check it on. Pointing it in the air, you pressed the button, nothing happened. "Well, okay, I'll check at home," putting a pen in your jacket pocket, you went to the bully's house, which was not far away.

"Lessons are over, he should be home by now," you thought and rang the doorbell. It was quite a rich house, judging by its appearance and lush garden. Soon the door opened and the bully appeared in front of you. A tall blond guy, apparently an athlete with a square face, he had a fashionable hairstyle slightly tousled, but with taste. He was dressed simply in a T-shirt and shorts

"Aaaaaah... you're the mother of that nerd, am I right?"

For an 18-year-old, this guy was cheeky. You said you wanted to talk and wanted to come in. The bully curtsied and let you through, closing the door, he blocked your way.

"Youngster, what are you doing?", assessing you with a glance, he said– "I assumed that his mother was actually a whore, huh."

"How dare you..." you were rudely interrupted when he grabbed you by the crotch, and with the other hand by your chest. You couldn't restrain yourself and let out an excited moan.

"No, how dare you. My house, my rules, and I want you, right now." You wanted to object, but he increased the pressure on your pussy and kissed you on the lips. You are excited and you were pleased, no doubt, but you were not going to give yourself to the first man you met. You pushed him away, and he fell on his back, you took out a pen, and taking it as a knife began to defend yourself.

"Huh and what are you going to do with it, will you draw something on me?", he got up and began to approach slowly, you saw that his penis bulged out of his shorts. Then he attacked you like a lynx and knocked you down, you desperately beat him with your hand in which you had a pen on your back. And you accidentally pressed the button. You felt that he became lighter when you opened your eyes and saw the deflated skin lying on you. You screamed in horror as if you saw a ghost and quickly threw it off. You sat on the floor with your back to the wall and tried to calm down.