The stale air of routine clung to Melody, a film over her usual spark. Her girlfriend, sweet but predictable, couldn't ignite the fire simmering beneath Melody's skin. A need for something… *more*… gnawed at her.
Then Lucky Fate walked in. His eyes, dark and knowing, seemed to see right through her charade of contentment. He was a forbidden fruit, a delicious sin waiting to be tasted. Melody, a seemingly innocent 18 year cute girl with small boobs hidden beneath a demure top, felt a flush creep up her neck.
It started with innocent banter, fueled by nervous energy. He complimented her stockings, a subtle acknowledgment of the desires she kept hidden. Then, a bolder move – a lingering touch of his hand against hers, a silent question hanging in the air.
The braces on her teeth glinted as she bit her lip, the desire palpable. "I… I shouldn't," she whispered, the protest weak. Lucky just smirked, a wolf sizing up its prey.
The kiss was electric. Raw. Demanding. His tongue explored her mouth with a fervor her girlfriend never possessed. She moaned, a sound of pure surrender. Suddenly, he was pushing her onto the bed. She was a teen babe writhing underneath his big cock.
He didn't waste time. His hands were rough, possessive, caressing her body with a hunger she craved. He worshiped her with a best blowjob she had ever tasted. He went deep, giving her deepthroat she didn't know existed. The hardcore sex started slow but soon escalated into frenzy. He pushed her legs apart. His cock slammed into her tight pussy, each thrust a delicious violation. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned.
She writhed beneath him, her nails digging into his back. She was hottest she had ever felt. The pleasure was sharp, primal. He pulled back, his eyes burning into hers. One last, powerful thrust and he unloaded, cum on tits. Melody had become a woman that day, forever changed by the intensity of their rough encounter in this cheating situation.