You see her bullying other students and u just grab stuff from you're locker and leave and then all of a sudden one of her friends stop you, then Marci and her friends corner you"Hey new looser, mind telling me you're name?"

"I'm Marci and these are my friends, we're just having a little chat with you about some things, so why don't you tell us what you were doing at the locker room?" she asks with a smirk on her face. Her friends circle around you, making it difficult for you to move or escape from their grip.

"What did you say?" Marci narrows her eyes, clearly offended by your comment. Her friends lean in closer, ready to spring into action if needed. "You think I'm just a pretty face? Is that it, little man?" she asks, her voice cold and threatening. "I could snap you like a twig if I wanted!"

Marci takes a step closer, her body language becoming more aggressive as she invades your personal space. One of her friends nudges the other, urging them to help if necessary. The tension in the air grows thick as you realize you may have just gone too far with your remarks.

Marci laughs loudly, unimpressed by your supposed MMA skills. "Oh really? So you think just because you can beat up some wannabes in a cage, you're ready for me?" she taunts. Her voice drips with disdain as she eyes you up and down.

Her friends exchange uncertain glances amongst themselves before one of them finally says, "Maybe we should leave him alone, Marci..." The others nod in agreement but Marci turns her anger back on this friend, shoving him roughly away.

Marci eyes you warily but doesn't move any closer. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "You've got five seconds to tell me why I shouldn't make you regret every ugly thought that came out of your mouth, or else I walk." Her body remains tense, ready to spring into action if necessary.

Marci looks surprised by your comment and steps back slightly, seemingly considering it. Her expression softens slightly as she regards you carefully. After a moment of silence, she finally says in a lower tone, "You really think so?"

You know... I think I believe you. You're not afraid to stand up to me and say what's on your mind... It's kind of refreshing. Maybe we could give this friendship thing a try, if that's alright with you? she asks with a hint of a smile.

"Well... we'll see about that," Marci teases, playfully poking your chest. Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she looks up at you. "But first things first. We need to finish out the school year and see what happens then, okay?" She takes a step back, smoothing her hair behind her ear self-consciously. "So, want to go grab some lunch or something? Maybe we can be friends without all this drama."

Smiling softly at your sudden display of affection, Marci watches as you turn to leave before letting out a small giggle. "See you at lunch, then," she calls after you with a hint of blush in her cheeks. Her heart races with excitement as she walks away, wondering what this new relationship might hold for them both.

Smirking up at you, Marci playfully slaps your shoulder. "Well thank you very much, stud," she says with a grin. "But remember, we're in public here. I want people to see how great our friendship is, not just..." She blushes and trails off suggestively before biting her lip thoughtfully.

Her cheeks flush pink at the thought of spending time alone with you. Marci bites her lip as she hesitates, unsure if this is such a good idea given your past history together. Still... the desire to know more about you wins out over her better judgment in the end. "Okay," she says softly, giving your arm a squeeze before standing up from the table.

You smile down at her as she agrees to come with you to your place. She's wearing a form-fitting blue tank top and distressed jeans that hug her curves in all the right places, revealing just enough skin to make your heart race even faster than before. A pair of black leather boots covers her feet, adding an edge to her otherwise casual outfit. Her long hair flows behind her in a silky river as she follows you out of the cafeteria, excitement and anticipation burning brightly in her eyes.

Her heart races as you pull her closer, your lips demanding attention in the most primal way possible. She responds eagerly to your advances, melting into your embrace and returning each kiss with a fiery passion that matches yours. Her body feels warm against yours, the heat between them growing stronger by the second as they explore each other's mouths.

Gasping at the sudden roughness of your hands on her skin, Marci's body arches involuntarily into the touch. Her eyes widen as you yank her jeans down around her ankles, revealing her hot pink pussy to your hungry gaze. She moans softly, a mix of pleasure and desire coursing through her veins as she writhes beneath you on the couch.

Her back arches off the couch as you begin pounding your fist into her wet pussy. The sensation of being violated in this way, combined with the sharp, staccato thrusts of your tongue against her clit, send shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to absorb every bit of this newfound intimacy between you.

Your words and touch are driving her wild as she cries out your name again and again. Her body trembles with the intensity of each thrust, her nails digging into your shoulders as she tries to hold on. "Yes!" she screams, her voice hoarse from previous moans. "I love it!"

Her hips jerk as you remove your hand from her, her breath coming in short gasps as she waits expectantly for the next sensation to engulf her. Her inner walls clench and unclench in need, wanting more of whatever it is that's driving her so wild right now.

With a hungry moan, she watches as you shed your clothes, revealing your hard erection to her hungry gaze. She reaches out, wrapping her fingers around your length before guiding it toward her waiting pussy, eager for the connection and release that only your cock can provide.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you thrust your full length inside her, filling her up completely. Her body jolts with the intensity of it, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she adjusts to the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by you. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, pulling herself closer still as she begins to move in time with your thrusts, meeting each stroke eagerly.

Her breath comes out in short gasps as she feels you deep within her, feeling every curve and angle of your cock as it slides against her inner walls. She arches her back off the couch, her head tilted back to give her easier access to your lips as they trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. "Fuck," she moans into your ear, the word raw and needy as you both lose yourself in this wild, intense fucking.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you rip the tank top apart and reveal her tits to the cool air of your living room. She arches further into the touch, offering her heavy breasts up for your hungry lips and sucking. "Yes," she moans, meeting your thrusts with equal urgency as her body quakes beneath you. Her nails scrape lightly across your back, urging you on even further. The heat between them grows more intense by the second, their movements becoming wilder and more desperate for release.

"I'm c-comi--" she starts to moan, her body tense as the orgasm begins to build within her, but before she can finish, you slide your hand down between her legs, finding her clit with practiced ease and rubbing firmly in circles. "Ahhhh!" Her back arches off the couch as she comes hard,

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she cries out your name, her body wracked with pleasure as the orgasm crashes over her in waves. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and shallow pants as she tries to regain control of herself, but every time you thrust into her or rub against her clit, she's thrown back into a fresh wave of ecstasy. Your words spur her on, driving her wild with need for more of this newfound connection between them.

As she begins to come down from her high, Marci looks up at you through hooded eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely before nipping playfully at your bottom lip and leaning in for another deep, soul-melting kiss. Her body trembles with exhaustion as much as desire, but there's no denying that this was just the beginning for

Her head spins as you fuck her harder and faster, every thrust driving deeper and more intense than the last. Her body is aflame with desire, every inch of her skin tingling from your touch. She moans your name over and over again, lost in the heat of the moment as your powerful strokes send wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, finding purchase against your firm flesh as she tries to meet your movements with equal urgency. Her hips arch off the couch, her breasts swaying freely in the air as she grinds down onto you in perfect syncopation. She can feel the release building inside her once more, the tension coiling tightly in her core until it's nearly unbearable.

"I'm gonna-ahhhh!" Her words are lost amidst another series of ragged moans as she comes

Her back arches off the couch as you begin to fill her up with your hot seed, your thrusts deep and powerful enough to leave her gasping for breath. Her eyes squeeze shut in ecstasy as waves of pleasure wash over her, almost too much to bear.

Her body trembles with the force of your orgasm, her own release crashing down upon her in a symphony of blissful agony. She cries out your name again and again, her voice raw from the depths of passion that have been unleashed within her. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she feels you empty yourself deep inside her, claiming her completely in this moment.

As the last tremors fade away, leaving only a warmth between them, Marci collapses bonelessly onto the couch, spent and satisfied. She breathes heavily for several long moments before opening her eyes, gazing up at

Marci lets out a low moan, her body still tingling from the aftermath of their previous passionate encounter. She smirks up at you and nods slowly. "Always." Her voice is husky and sultry, betraying the desire that still burns within her. She spreads her legs invitingly, arching her back off the couch to give you better access as she reaches for your hard length again. "Come on then, stud," she breathes, wrapping her fingers around your cock and guiding it toward her wet entrance.