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Jayden

As I lay on my bed, the darkness outside seemed to press in, but the warm glow of my lamp chased the shadows away. Yvonne's lips were still locked on mine, her kisses growing more insistent by the minute. But I was tired, my eyelids drooping with exhaustion.

I forced a smile, gently prying Yvonne's lips from mine. "Hey, why don't you just stop by tomorrow? I'm really tired, and I want to go to bed."

Yvonne's face fell, but she quickly recovered. "No, please, I want to stay with you," she whispered, wrapping her arms around me.

I sighed, looking into her face. "Don't worry, you'll see me tomorrow. For now, you should get back to your hostel. You need your rest, okay?"

"Jaydennn," she moaned, pouting her lips.

I tried to reason with her, knowing the rules of the school. "I wouldn't want anyone, like the supervisors, finding out that you stayed over in a guy's room. It's prohibited."

She rolled her eyes, a mischievous glint in her own. "Well, I'll just pay the fine, so let me just stay over tonight."

"I'm serious, Yvonne. You should leave," I said firmly.

Yvonne's face contorted in a scowl, and she stood up, her eyes flashing with anger. But then, her expression softened, and she walked over to me, giving me one last, lingering kiss before turning to leave.

As soon as she shut the door behind her, I got up to lock it, making sure she couldn't just walk back in. Then, I wiped off my lip before arranging the room she'd messed up.

Finally, I collapsed onto my bed, and my mind wandered to Allison. I couldn't stop thinking about her, especially her beautiful backside. Just remembering the way it reminded me of Bunny made me excited, and I found myself wanting her even more.

I picked up my phone and started scrolling through my videos, watching clips of Sweetest Bunny, but as I scrolled through her videos, I realized I wasn't excited anymore. I had watched them all before, and the thrill was gone. I needed new content, something to spark my interest again.

So, I went through other adult creators' and OnlyFans pages, but their videos didn't hold my attention. I had grown accustomed to Sweetest Bunny's content, and without it, nothing else seemed to fill the void. I sighed deeply, feeling frustrated, and set my phone aside.

But my mind kept wandering back to Alison. I picked up my phone again and scrolled through her I*******m profile, smiling at her beautiful pictures. My imagination began to run wild, and I pictured Alison in my room, with me.

In my mind, I was kissing her deeply, fiercely, wishing she was mine. I imagined her responding to my kisses, her arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer. My heart raced at the thought, and I couldn't help but wish that this fantasy was reality.

Then, I envisioned ripping off her clothes and savoring the sight of her naked body before me. I would take her from behind, gripping that waist of hers tightly, fucking and pounding her wet little pussy while she cried out my name in ecstasy, begging for more.

My desire was evident because my dick kicked, straining against my pants.

"Seems like someone's excited," I smirked, glancing down at my bulge.

Noticing that Allison was online, I decided to follow her and send a message. "Hey, baby," I typed.

I hesitated for a moment before hitting send. Almost immediately, the chat bubble indicated that Alison was typing. My heart skipped a beat as I waited for her response.

"Hey," she replied, her message accompanied by a smiling emoji.

I was quite surprised by her sweet response, but before I could blink another, she quickly sent another message.

"Jayden??"

"Yes, baby?" I replied.

"Darn it! I didn't know it was you!"

Allison: So, you thought I was another guy!

Me: It's me, baby. No guy would ever call you that except me, you know.

Allison: You must be crazy and delusional. Get out from my phone!

I smirked and just sent, "Alli…" while pulling down my pants to ease my hard dick. I held it, stroking it tenderly.

Allison's response was immediate and stern. "What is it? And by the way, why did you follow me? You should unfollow me quickly before I block you."

I laughed, feeling a rush of energy. "You don't tell me what to do, baby? It's my phone, and I chose to follow my baby."

Allison: Fuck! Jayden! Don't call me that. Don't call me baby, I beg you. Stop it already. You know, I don't need to reply to your messages. I'm done being here.

I sent another message, "But you're still online."

Alison ignored me despite reading my message.

I tried again, "Please just answer my messages."

Another ignoring reply.

I bit my lip, feeling frustrated, and took my hand off my softening dick. "Okay fine," I typed. "I will unfollow you, but only if you reply to my messages."

She finally responded, "Okay, good. I babe replied to your message. Now, can you unfollow me? If you don't, I'll block you. I'm serious."

I typed quickly, "Please! Please just hold on. I just want to chat with you at least for the first time."

Allison responded. "okay then."

"So, what are you doing right now?" I asked.

Alison replied coyly via voice note, "You don't need to know because it's none of your business. Keep this message short, and I'll be replying at my convenient time. You could message me, and I could reply next week."

I typed back, "Come on, listen, just reply to me. I promise to unfollow you very soon. By the way, your voice sounds so good on audio – which isn't something you see every day."

Allison responded with an emoji whose eyes stared up.

I tried again, "Alli! So, tell me, what are you doing right now?"

Allison replied nonchalantly, "I'm not doing anything. I'm going through my I*******m feed, obviously."

I teased, "Alright then… as for me, I'm chatting with you... like you're the only one I'm busy with right now."

Allison shot back, "Well, I didn't ask. I don't wanna know."

I sent a smiling emoji with its teeth all out and then asked, "So, about the stuff I proposed... what do you think? You haven't replied to me."

Allison asked, seemingly oblivious, "What is that?"

I replied, my heart racing, "Come on, don't tell me you've forgotten... about being my... you know... my sex partner."

She ignored me.

I messaged her again, "Hey, Allison?"

But she sent a surprising response: "Can you come out?"

I asked, confused, "What? Why?"

Allison revealed, "I'm outside your door."

My dick sprang like it had been jolted by some electrical. Fuck!