Seduce her into sex.

“Do you want me to take care of you?” You ask, your voice lowering as you take a step forward.

“Heh, whoa…” Tiffany looks at you, her eyes going wide. “What are- what do you mean?”

Seeing her expression change along with her voice is kind of cute, especially as she presses her butt against the table. She looks scared almost, but you can see her mind is processing more lewd thoughts than not. Surely, your short conversation about finding someone didn’t make her reel this hard?

“Let me phrase it like this then,” you clear your throat and lean slightly forward, staring deep into her eyes. “Do you want to fool around?”

“I- I mean, do I really, you know, e-excite you?” Tiffany’s tone becomes sheepish, and she plays with her fingers. You run your thumb near your belt buckle and tug suggestively near the clip. She watches, fixated on the movements as her eyes flutter. “You’re such a man; I don’t, I mean, you could do better.”

“I’m asking you,” you swallow and close the distance. You’re only a foot apart. From here, you can see everything she’s doing. Her eyes are busy, her fingers are locked, her legs squirm, and her body shifts. Seeing her react like this does excite you. “I’m asking you because you do excite me.”

“Oh, my God.” Tiffany makes a face before she shoots her gaze down, studying the toes of your boots. You follow her gaze and notice how wobbly she’s become. She leans back now, her palms against the metal. You press forward with your questions and she stemmers.

“Turn around if you want me to fuck you, Tiffany.”

You don’t count the seconds, but she it takes her moment to follow your instructions. She puckers her ass towards you and arches her back. You reach out to grab her petite body. Her breasts are hardly a handful, but knowing you’re the first makes up for that. You pull her body back and press your cock against her ass. The fabric of your clothes kisses each other while your hands **** her with suggestive passes and gentle squeezes.

Your skilled fingers play with her mounds, making her break into small moans. She gasps when your hands change placements, finding her crotch, where they rub against her denim jeans. You could close your eyes and listen to her. She sounded wonderfully lewd and perfectly submissive.

It was easy to admire Tiffany’s average body when she let out so many pleasurable sounds. You lean in and kiss her neck, finding it tender and warm. You squirm more in your grip, enjoying the never-before felt stimulation of intimacy. A few curses come out of her mouth, and then some begging. “Lock the door, so no one comes in, please.”

You honestly chuckle, which prompts her to apologize for some reason. “No need to apologize. I just imagined what would happen what would happen if Jordyn came in and saw me fondling one of her little tiger cubs.”

“Please don’t say that,” Tiffany says, her voice hot and heavy. You finger her slit through her pants and bite gently on her neck, making another moan leave her mouth. “Warren, seriously, lock the door before Jordyn DOES walk in. I’d die of embarrassment.”

You know better than to continue this foreplay with Tiffany. She might back out or say something to the others. You’re already on thin ice with Alexandra and Scarlet. If they find out you seduced one of the most average-looking girls here, they might do something to you.

You see her pulling her pants down to just under her knees when you return. You undo your belt and take your cock out. She doesn’t look back, but she’s already presenting her butt out to you for use. You spit on your hand and jerk yourself off, lubing your rod before it pokes into a tight entry.

Of course, in the meantime, you don’t let Tiffany go without stimulation either. With your free hand, you massage her tits and finger her gash. She’s already wet. You might go as far as to consider her drenched. Steadily, you start to escalate the situation.

“Are you ready for me?”

Tiffany looks back, and her eyes lock with yours. Pink puffy brown eyes stare back. You run your hand over your scalp before you lean in and kiss her. It’s a sloppy kiss, and it’s uneven. The amount of time that passes gets lost in your mind as your tongues swirl. When your kiss breaks, a line of spittle trails behind. “Yes, yes! I’m ready for you~!”

You promise to stop as soon as you position yourself behind her, lining more accordingly behind Tiffany. Then, the slow process of penetrating her pussy begins. It’s a gentle entry, but your first stroke into her and tears, her hymen. She gasps loudly and shakes. “Oh, fuck~!! Oh, my God~??”

You can feel her walls close tightly around your cock hungrily as you stretch in, but you pause and let her adjust. Finally, her whining subsides as she starts to breathe more heavily. You can feel her heart pounding since you’re still poked inside her. Finally, she tells you that she’s ready for more, so you give her more.

Trusting her would, you slowly peel in and out her virgin hole, getting your cock in her fluids. Gradually, the moderate speed you were once fucking Tiffany increases, making your cock into a machine for sex. You continue to punch into her virgin pussy, turning her into a crock-crazed girl. Your body’s heat mingles until it's a core of adult pleasure. A form of pleasure that is now giving Tiffany her first cock-produced orgasm.

Her sticky girl substance lubes her hole as it slips down her thighs. Her labored breathing rattles the room as it flows out of her mouth. You adjust your grip and find her small breasts to squeeze and caress, groping them as she shivers through her climax.

Beneath your shared moans and grunts, you can hear the wet slapping of your gender's meeting, even as she becomes fragile and ****. She lets out a cute high-pitched noise as her legs buckle; she’s entirely left to your own will; you slam into her, smashing your cock into her depths.

The sound of her breathing adds fuel to the sexual fire in the room. She can hardly take it, but her mind has gone too far not to continue. She struggles past her emotions, feeling every inch of your dick as it plunges into her, covered in blood, precum, and her orgasmic juices.

Tiffany swallows and looks back at you as she bites down on her lower lips. “You feel so good~!”

Hot air parts from your mouth, and you compliment her too, sharing the same feelings for sensation. She swallows again and lets her head lower, her body railed, fucked, and stimulated in ways she couldn’t imagine.

“W-we can’t leave any evidence that we were together,” Tiffany complains through her strained voice. “Pull out, and let me jerk you off.”

Reluctantly, you agree, but only after a couple of more passes into her pussy’s lips. When you pull out, she lowers herself to her knees and stares up at your cock as it throbs, admiring its length, girth, and its shine as it sways in front of her face. Her expression is drenched in pink, it shows that she’s pleased, yet kind of confused about what just happened. She fishes out a handkerchief from her pants pocket and grips your penis. “Blow it right in my handkerchief~ Warren!”

Tiffany’s grip, at first, leaves room to be desired, but as you guide her in the right direction, she starts to twist, pump, and please you. Lust fills the brown of her eyes, and she smiles up at you while she jerks you off. You know this’ll be enough for you to release the tension in your body.

Your hand joins her briefly, but your fingers are soon brushing back her soft hair and cheeks, feeling the heat of her face as he pushes you closer and closer to your limit. “I can’t wait to feel you unload~ it feels so naughty! I never thought that sex would be so satisfying~!!”

Her grip tightens, and she pumps you at an extraordinary level. You let out all the air in your lungs just as the point of no return hits your system. Your balls contract, which is all joined by sight and sense- it’s almost enough to drive you insane. You become lost in Tiffany’s eyes as your orgasm sends shivers through your body. Finally, you tell her that you’re cumming, and she smiles.

A shot of white sperm shoots out and whips over her cheeks. Apparently, the seal she made with her handkerchief wasn’t nearly as good as she thought, because she’s soon getting an unintended facial with your man-made moisture. She squints, licking the lines that got near her mouth.

Slowly, her handjobs come to a stop. Your cum can be found in the handkerchief and on her face. You pluck a clean rag from the table and clean her up. Her face is pink, and her thoughts are unfocused. When you think you have cleaned up enough, you exchange pleasantries.

“Thanks,” Tiffany says, her face becoming red again. “How long…are you going to be around?”