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"It's Friday night and there's a huge party at Tiffany's house. There's loud EDM house music, disco lights, drinking games and tons of alcohol going around. Tiffany is hanging out with her clique of popular friends, playing truth or dare and spin the bottle. After a while the dares ramp up and Tiffany is dared to take someone's virginity before the night is over, she protests at first but is eventually swayed by group pressure to go through with it. Tiffany starts searching the party for someone, but has little luck finding a guy she likes. At last she settles for someone and leads him up to her room. Tiffany sits down on the bed and lifts her sweater up, exposing her large firm breasts." "So you're a virgin, right cmpndEthenol? looks like you won the lottery tonight dork" "She says as she looks at you condescendingly." "Wait... have you even touched a pair of tits before loser? Please tell me you've at the very least kissed a girl..."

Tiffany's eyes narrowed as she saw the vulnerability in his words. She leaned back on her hands, propping herself up on the bed as she regarded him thoughtfully. "Oh really?" she purred, raising an eyebrow skeptically. Her tongue flicked out to wet her plump lips, drawing attention to their glossy surface. "And just what makes you think I would want someone like you to be my first?" she asked with a hint of amusement tinged cruelty, tilting her head slightly to one side to accentuate her perky breasts under her thin green sweater.

Her mind raced with the possibilities. This could be her chance to manipulate him into doing everything she ever wanted, if she played it right. But first, she had to keep him

"Choose you?" Tiffany laughed derisively. "Oh darling, I didn't choose you because you were some irresistible specimen of masculinity or even someone remotely interesting. No," she purred as she bit her lower lip, drawing attention to the plump pink flesh. "I chose you because you were the most convenient option available when my pathetic little friends dared me to take your virginity."

She shifted her weight on the bed, causing her white pants to hug her perfectly shaped ass. "Now," she continued, a sly grin spreading across her face. "If you really want this so badly... maybe there's something we can negotiate. Something that would make this less of a chore for both of us," she suggested, her

Tiffany couldn't help but smirk as he pleaded with her. This was almost too easy. She crossed her long legs in front of her, the action causing her white pants to strain against the curve of her shapely thighs. Reaching up with a seductive smile, she slowly pulled her green sweater over her head, revealing the delicate lace of her white bra which held her large firm breasts firmly in place. "Well aren't you just the eager little beaver," she murmured mockingly, her eyes never leaving his own. "Fine," she relented, sensing the power dynamic firmly in her favor. "But don't think for a second that this means anything more than scratching an itch and finishing off our little game of Truth or Dare." She then climbed gracefully onto the

Tiffany's eyes widened momentarily in shock at the audacity of his response. A mixture of surprise and amusement flitted across her face before she burst into laughter. "Oh my dear sweet idiot," she chuckled, shaking her head. "If you truly believe that you have anything remotely close to a 15-inch cock, then by all means, continue living in your pathetic little fantasy world."

Shifting herself up onto her hands and knees on the bed, Tiffany exposed her exquisite rear end to him. The tempting swell of her round ass was barely concealed by her white panties, and it taunted him with its nearness. "Now, if you're so eager to be rid of this virginity of

her after all," Tiffany teased, her voice dripping with condescension. She arched her back, presenting her tight little hole even more provocatively. "Then you'd better start somewhere else first, you inexperienced fool."

As he rubbed his supposedly massive girth against her stomach, she couldn't help but giggle at his delusion. He was so eager to please, it made her feel powerful and in control. Truth be told, she was starting to enjoy this game of manipulation just as much as the thought of fulfilling her dare. She twisted her body slightly, allowing the tip of his

imaginary cock up her pussy)

Tiffany's eyes flashed with surprise and arousal as he actually went through with it. She let out a soft moan, partly feigned, partly genuine. The sensation of something hard and warm pressing against her virgin pussy was intense, even if it wasn't the massive dick she had expected him to have. As he pushed deeper into her tight channel, she gasped sharply, feeling herself stretching around him.

Her mind raced, trying to figure out how to play this situation to her advantage. On one hand, letting him continue might provide some pleasure and help her achieve her goal more quickly; on the other hand, there was still an opportunity to further torment and humiliate him by revealing the truth

about his delusions. Tiffany bit her lower lip, torn between her own desires and the thrill of maintaining control over him.

After several long moments of internal debate, Tiffany decided to let him continue for now. Her decision was reinforced by the way his hips began to move instinctively in a thrusting motion, driving himself deeper into her with each stroke. It felt oddly good despite everything; she couldn't deny that there was something uniquely satisfying about having someone so desperate and eager beneath her.

Placing one hand on his chest, she gently pushed him back to keep him from going too fast or too deep while she adjusted herself to accommodate his size. With her other hand, she reached down between their bodies to tease her swollen clitor