LET ME HELP YOU STUDY POPULAR GIRL! 𝒮OPHIA ℒAFORTEZA x NERD! READER
SYN .ᐟ.ᐟ dating the most popular girl in highschool , you’re practically drowning in your textbooks for finals week and your girlfriend sophia offers a way to help you to study … ✁ suggestive content , praise & degrading ( use of the word slut etc) making out & fingering .ᐟ.ᐟ
you’ve been studying the river valley civilizations , classical greece and rome for the past few weeks preparing for finals . you’ve mesmerized your text books front and back for the past week non stop, your thoughts are not even your own thoughts anymore just HISTORY . your notes scattered all around your bed , you’ve been living on double shot lattes that sophia brings you everyday , you’ve practically have forgotten that you need food and how the world looks outside your bedroom .
sophia’s on the couch beside you watching tiktok as she frowns at how exhausted you are “ baby i think you’ve studied so much your brain is just making you worried cause it can’t do anything else , you know all the info you’re gonna ace it you need a break love “ she carefully takes the book out of your hands , you shake your head grabbing the book immediately “ NO NO SOPH MY TRAIN OF THOUGHT - i need to study more“ you panic taking your hands to rub your scalp , maybe sophia is right.
your hands were covered with ink , your shirt was tore apart from how much you wore it and your glasses crooked on your face . sophia shakes her head as she leans in to kiss your neck “ cmon princess let me help you “ you tilt your head humming soflty , your eyes closing for a brief moment before you focus on your textbook again , her touch was gentle and magical .
you threw your head back giving her a sign to continue , you can feel sophia’s hands reaching up to massage the knots in your shoulders for the past few weeks you’ve had no rest , she reaches that specific area in your neck , “ mmh baby you’re so tense” she carefully digs her hands slowly untying those knocks for you , before you can even stop yourself you let out a needy whimper your body relaxing at her touch.
sophia smiles peppering your neck with soft kisses , leaving glossy lipstick marks , she moves to your pulse point , she nibbbles on your throat “ so pretty when you’re drowning in your books but… i have a better idea f’you angel” sophia rasps as she goes down to your collarbone pressing a note sloppy kiss her tounge just grazing it gently .
“ what do you say baby mmh?” you hum your panties soaked before you drop your book “ mmh please soph” sophia smiles “i’ll make you feel so good but one condition love “ she whispers in your ears as she licks your neck teasingly “ answer each of my questions on the renaissance era and , i’ll give you what you want understood?” , you pout soflty nodding like a needy puppy “ yes mommy” you whimper needing sophia’s touch more than anything, “ please “, you beg “ atta girl” sophia traces your thighs with her slender fingers .
sophia tilts her head up kissing you slowly , her tounge grazing your mouth and her hands rubbing your hips , she draws soft circles under your shirt , “ okay princess “ sophia murmurs “ question one “ she ticks her tounge .
she presses a soft kiss on your lips , “ lay down” she orders you , before you lay down on your bed , sophia follows suit “ what does the renaissance originate from?” she asks you softly , her hands still on your hips , you answer immediately your brain opening doors for you after all you’ve memorized everthing to do with european history , “originated from france coming from the a french word , meaning rebirth “ .
sophia claps her hands “ mmmh well done baby you’re doing so good “ she goes down to kiss your tummy gently , you close your eyes sighing at how good she makes you feel “ so so so beautiful angel” sophia whispers “ okay baby next question” “. sophia takes off your sweatpants her fingers going up to your panties .
rubbing your clothed clit gently , she smirks at the damp pool forming “ so wet huh? okay answer this f’me angel” , sophia folds and tilts her 2 fingers moving them in a 8 figure as you whimper trying to thrust up your hips before sophia grips your hips straddling you your breath htiches. “ how long was the renaissance ?” sophia chirps her eyebrows waiting for your answer , you swallow your saliva feeling the burn moving down your throat your body itching for a release “ started around the 14th century and ending at the 17th in florence italy “
your girlfriend smiles kissing your cheek “ good job baby you’re doing amazing i’m so proud of you “ you blush at sophia’s praise “ now as i promised pretty girl “ she tilts her head pushing down your panties with her fingers , her tip of her nose grazing your hips as she presses a soft kiss , she twirls your panties hooking them up as she ticks up her tounge again “ sooooo wet f’me mmh? you’re such a slut “ you moan biting your lip to muffle your lound noises before sophia slides in her 2 fingers , the contact making you clench around her “ sooooo tight baby we’re gonna have to fix that” , sophia rocks her fingers up , stretching your walls up , your juices making a slick sound come through you bite your lips moving your hips “ that’s if baby ride my fingers how me how good you can be for mommy “ sophia breaths soflty she was inches from your lips your nose touching but not quite kissing yet.
“ next question pretty “ sophia strokes your cheeks while she keeps her fingers steady “ why did the renaissance specifically start in italy? . the gears in your head start moving as you answer sophia confidently “ the fact that italy is located at the mediterranean sea meaning it generated a lot of wealth for the country through trading , and its framework of independents countries meant artists had the chance to freely compete and thrive in creative and innovative ways”. sophia hums sliding in. a third fingers “that’s my good girl so smart” she praises you , moving her three fingers in a upward rhythm , her fingers curling up making you moan and whimper , “ oh soph-ah mmh” you whimper soflty , sophia bringing her hands to caress your tummy as she smiles.
“ that’s it baby shhh no more questions my smart girl you’re gonna ace that test” she brings you into a moving kiss , your lips moving together whilst sophia keeps thrusting her fingers . you reach your orgasm before sophia finally thrusts her fingers one last time , making you reach your peak , the pleasurable wave sinking through , as you rock your hips slowly riding your high , sophia keeping you close kissing your jaw . “ fuck thank you soph” you pant soflty kissing her lips “ mmh you’re welcome mahal think you’re gonna ace your test definitely “ she smiles kissing you back soflty . “ round 2 in math?” sophia giggles as you pull her into another soft kiss.
ֺ. 𓏲𝄢̣̣notes ⇾ i hope this is actually accurate and google didn’t trick me into thinking what i’m saying is right .. anyways guys i hit this idea actually from what i was gonna go through with a Spencer Hastings fic i still have it in my notes but it’s not done… heh🥸
݁ᛪ༙ synopsis at twenty-two, you're one overdue payment away from giving up on your dream of becoming a professional dancer. then sophia—your academy's new dance monitor—sees something in you that no one else ever has. with her support and unwavering belief in your talent, you're given another chance to chase the future you've always wanted.
݁ᛪ༙ disclaimer dance monitor! sophia laforteza! x young dancer! fem! reader, wuh luh wuh, little age gap, sophia being sugar mommy ? ¿
݁ᛪ༙ a/n can y’all tell i’ve been losing my mind over this historical of a sophia’s tiktok lately… istg that if my loved ones doesn’t play this video at my funerals, then i’m dead…
pretending that your ankles didn't ache after every rehearsal
pretending that balancing university lectures, part-time shifts, and dance classes wasn't slowly wearing you down
pretending that watching other dancers move closer to the dreams you'd shared since childhood didn't leave a bitter taste in your mouth
most days, you managed
tonight wasn't one of them
the studio had long emptied out, the evening sky outside the windows fading into deep shades of blue. sweat clung to the back of your neck as you replayed the choreography again
and again
and again
"your shoulders tense every time you anticipate the turn”
you nearly stumbled
turning around, you found sophia leaning against the doorway, a takeaway coffee in hand
she’d become the academy's new dance monitor only a few weeks ago, yet somehow she'd already earned a reputation for noticing everything
especially mistakes
you straightened immediately
"didn't realize i had an audience”
sophia stepped inside
"you don't”
her gaze flickered toward the mirrored wall
"i’m just finishing paperwork”
you huffed out a laugh
"right. and critiquing unsuspecting dancers is included in the job description?"
a small smile tugged at her lips
"only the promising ones”
your heart betrayed you with an embarrassing skip
"try it again," sophia said
you hesitated
then nodded
sophia folded her arms
"five, six, seven, eight..."
you moved
for once, you stopped thinking about tuition fees
about assignments
about your shift tomorrow morning
instead, you listened
your body followed instinct
the turn landed perfectly
when you looked back at sophia, she was smiling
not politely
not professionally
genuinely
"there you are," she murmured
heat rushed to your face
"what?"
"the dancer i’ve been waiting to see”
—
months later, you sat alone in the changing room staring at your phone
FINAL NOTICE
you swallowed hard
you’d already delayed the payment twice
another semester of classes seemed impossible
"you’ve been quieter than usual”
sophia stood nearby, concern softening her expression
"everything okay?"
you forced a laugh
"depends how much money qualifies as 'everything’”
sophia sat down beside you
"you want to talk about it?"
you hadn't meant to
but somehow, with sophia, honesty felt easier
you told her everything ;
the university expenses. the dance fees. the extra shifts. the fear that after all these years of sacrificing for your dream, you still wouldn't make it
sophia listened without interrupting
when you finally fell silent, she took a thoughtful breath
"you should audition for the regional showcase”
you blinked
"i can't afford next month's classes”
"i’m aware”
her voice remained calm
"that’s fixable”
you stared
"sophia—"
"there are scholarship programs available," she interrupted gently
"funding opportunities. sponsorships”
you shook your head
"those things don't happen to people like me”
sophia looked directly at you
"they should”
the certainty in her tone stole the words from your mouth
"you have talent," she continued
"you work harder than anyone here”
then, quieter—
"it would be a waste if you gave up now”
your throat tightened
"why do you care so much?"
sophia hesitated
"because everyone deserves someone who believes in them”
her gaze softened
"and because i believe in you”
—
the scholarship approval arrived two weeks later
you read the email three times before bursting into tears in the middle of the hallway
naturally, sophia found you minutes later
"you okay?"
you launched yourself into a hug before your brain caught up, “oh my god”
you immediately stepped back
"sorry…”
sophia blinked
her ears had gone pink
"you don't have to apologize”
neither of you mentioned how neither had rushed to let go
—
training intensified after that
sophia became stricter. more demanding. less forgiving
"you know," you muttered one evening, sprawled dramatically across the studio floor, "i liked you better when i thought you were intimidating”
sophia raised an eyebrow
"and now?"
"now i know you're terrifying”
sophia laughed
the sound caught you off guard every single time
somewhere between rehearsals and coffee runs after class, your crush stopped feeling harmless
it settled somewhere deeper
sophia remembering your favorite drink order. sophia reminding you to eat after long practices. sophia waiting until you got home safely after late rehearsals. sophia cheering louder than anyone during performances. sophia believing in you long before you learned how to believe in yourself
—
the showcase arrived faster than expected
backstage, your hands trembled
"what if i mess up?"
sophia adjusted the clasp on your costume
"you've prepared for this”
"what if it isn't enough?"
sophia looked at you
…really looked at you
"you don't have to earn the right to be here”
emotion lodged painfully in your chest
"you belong on that stage”
the stage manager called places
sophia squeezed your hand once
"you've got this”
—
you danced like someone who had finally stopped apologizing for taking up space
you danced for the younger version of yourself who had dreamed about this moment
for every shift you'd worked
every class you'd nearly dropped
every sacrifice you'd made
you danced because you loved it
because this was who you were
when the music ended, applause thundered through the theatre
backstage, you laughed through tears
sophia found you moments later
"you were incredible”
you shook your head
“no…”
sophia frowned slightly
"i was brave”
for a moment, she simply stared at you
then she smiled
"that too”
silence settled between you. comfortable. warm… terrifying
"sophia?"
"hm?"
"when everything settles down..."
she waited patiently
"would you maybe want to get dinner with me?"
she blinked
"dinner?"
you immediately wanted to disappear
"like a date," you clarified
a pause
then another
finally—
"i was beginning to think you'd never ask”
your eyes widened
"you knew?"
sophia laughed softly
"you walked directly into a barre because i said your name”
"that happened once”
"it happened three times”
you groaned, burying your face in your hands
her expression softened
"but yes”
you looked up
"yes?"
"yes”
the word wrapped around your heart like sunlight
the future remained uncertain
there would still be auditions. setbacks. moments of doubt
but standing beside sophia, you realized something important
a/n: short filler fic ig idk man. also, not proofread.. AGAIN. i’m sorry, i cba w proofreading.
you were half-asleep already, breathing deep and even, when megan shifted underneath you.
a quiet little sigh left her lips, the kind she made when she was trying not to wake you but couldn’t quite help it.
her fingers found the base of one of your ears and scratched slow, right where it felt best. your ear twitched once, then again,
“puppy,” she murmured, voice low and a little rough from the quiet. “you awake?”
you hummed, not really answering, just pressing yourself closer to her skin which made your tail give one lazy thump against the sheets.
a smile tugged at megan’s mouth, noticeable where her cheek rested against your hair.
slow circles from her nails kept tracing over your skin, sending warmth down your spine and leaving your thoughts soft and hazy.
“i can’t sleep,” she whispered. “been thinking about you all night.”
your eyes cracked open just enough to look up at her. dim light spilled across the room, catching the slight part of her lips and the soft color warming her cheeks. another slow wag thumped your tail against her leg, heavier this time.
a soft laugh brushed past her lips. “there you are,” she murmured, fingers slipped to the back of your neck, thumb smoothing behind your other ear in slow strokes. “c’mere, puppy.”
you didn’t even think about it. sleepy or not, when megan called, you obeyed immediately.
you crawled down her body slow, limbs heavy, nose brushing along her top until you reached the hem. she lifted her hips just enough for you to tug her shorts and panties down her thighs.
megan spread her legs a little wider, one hand staying buried in your hair while the other rested on her stomach. “that’s it, baby. just like that… nice and slow for me.”
you pressed in closer, nuzzling between her thighs first, leaving slow, open-mouthed kisses along the soft skin. her breath caught sharply, thighs tensing lightly around your head as she let out a quiet sigh.
you finally dragged your tongue up the length of her in one lazy, unhurried stroke, savoring the warm taste of her. she was already soaked, and the second you got a proper taste, a low, needy sound slipped out of you before you could stop it.
“fuck,” megan breathed. her fingers tightened in your hair, “you always taste me so good when you’re all sleepy like this.”
you hummed against her, the low vibration pulling a sharp twitch from her hips.
your eyes fluttered half-closed as you licked her with long, lazy strokes— dipping your tongue inside her when she rolled her hips forward, then swirling back up to circle her clit whenever her fingers tugged gently at your hair. every time your tongue pressed flat and warm over her clit, her breath would hitch, and she’d scratch a little harder behind your ear.
your tail gave slow, sleepy wags, thumping softly against the mattress. your whole body felt heavy, thoughts drifting in that warm, fuzzy space between sleep and awake, but your mouth kept working— sucking gently, licking, pressing open kisses like you were trying to drink her in.
the taste of her was everywhere now, coating your lips, your chin, the tip of your nose. you loved it. you loved wet she got because of you, how her thighs started to tremble on either side of your head.
she scratched right at the spot that made your eyes flutter, and you whimpered into her, tongue pressing harder on instinct. “yeah? you like when i do that?”
you nodded as best you could, nose brushing her clit. megan let out a low, sweet moan, hips rolling forward to fuck herself on your tongue. you stayed right there for her, pliant and eager— licking steadily when she rocked down, sucking softly on her folds whenever she lingered, giving her clit quick, teasing flicks with the tip of your tongue.
“baby—fuck, right there,” she gasped, the words breaking apart as you whimpered against her again. her nails dragged slowly over your scalp before sliding back to your ears, holding you closer.
you didn’t speed up. you kept that same slow, devoted rhythm, tongue moving steadily as you worked her through every little shudder.
“that’s my puppy. so good for me.” her voice was getting breathier, the words slurring together a little. “gonna cum on your pretty tongue, okay? just keep licking me just like that—”
you dragged your tongue slowly up her folds, broad and flat, before swirling higher and then dipping back down to press inside her again. a soft moan slipped from your lips, the low vibration pulsing against her, and finally sending her over the edge.
megan came with a shaky little cry, hips jerking up once, twice, then grinding slow against your mouth as the waves rolled through her.
you felt her pulse under your tongue, felt her walls flutter around nothing, felt the fresh rush of wetness coat your lips. you kept licking her through it, gentle and steady, drawing it out until she was trembling and tugging weakly at your ear.
“baby—baby, come here,” she panted, voice all soft and wrecked.
you crawled back up her body slowly, ears drooping with how tired and satisfied you felt. she pulled you down into a lazy kiss, tasting herself on your tongue, and hummed happily against your mouth.
her hand found your ear again, scratching slow and gentle while she kissed you. “such a good puppy,” she whispered between kisses. “made me feel so nice.“
your tail wagged hard enough to thump against her thigh. you nuzzled into her neck, eyes already slipping shut again, the taste of her still thick on your tongue. megan kept petting you, fingers never stopping their slow, soothing scratches, and you melted completely against her, tail still giving the occasional happy flick.
a/n: you can tell when i write my fics while being half asleep bcs i keep reusing the same freaking words. also why does my writing suck so bad lately i can’t do this anymore guys i fell off 💔
request for problematic age gap with soft dom sophia please?
⤷ WARNINGS. stepmother!sophia . fingering . cheating . manipulación . age gap
"You're doing so well, baby."
Sophia spoke to you sweetly as her fingers moved inside you.
Your legs were spread open on the bed that your father and she — your "stepmother" — shared. They had met a couple of years ago, but on your 20th birthday, she started living with you.
Her right hand was buried between your legs, two fingers inside, curved. Her left hand held the pink vibrator pressed against your clit.
"Mommy, it's too much… I can't…"
"Yes, you can," Sophia said, and kissed your forehead. "You're doing so well. Hold on a little longer."
Your body started to squirm. The vibrator was too much, the constant vibration was driving you crazy, and you could feel the orgasm starting to build in your belly. Without thinking, you brought your hand to your crotch to push the vibrator away. Sophia grabbed your wrist before you could touch it.
"Uh-uh, baby," she said, and her voice was soft but firm. "Leave it there."
"Mommy, I can't… it's too much…"
"You can do it. Take it all." She pressed your wrist against the bed and pushed her fingers deeper. You moaned. Your back arched. "Take everything I give you."
"Mommy…"
"Shh. Shut up and take it."
The white sheets beneath you were darkening, soaked.
"Awww," she said, and her smile widened. "Your father would be so angry if he saw me like this. Destroying his little girl. Making her whimper in his own bed."
"My dad is an idiot," you said, and your voice came out cut off by a moan.
"I know," Sophia said, and kissed your forehead again. "I know, baby. That's why you're here instead of him."
She sped up her fingers. Your hips pushed upward on their own.
"Mommy… mommy, please…"
"What, baby?"
"Can I come, please?"
"Of course you can, my love."
You came. You felt the hot liquid gush out of you, soaking her fingers and the bed.
"Good," Sophia said, and kissed your forehead. "Very good, my girl."
𑣲⋆ sophia can't get you out of her head, she wants you more than she likes to admit— it's a good thing she can't read right through you, because she's all you've ever wanted for months.
sophia laforteza x fem!reader ㆍ explicit sexual content ㆍ thigh riding ㆍ spit shot ㆍ mutual teasing ㆍ slight jealousy ㆍ not proofread [mdni]
❛ you can bet that i know what a girl wants
A/N || oh my god hi, i swear i'll write more i just need motivation and some really good reqs. kisses, brooklynn.
sophia was someone who got along with everyone but you.
she’d purposely go out of her way to avoid all interaction if she could— except you seemed to linger wherever she was.
it wasn’t that you'd done anything, she didn't even dislike you, there was just something about you that drew her in so immensely that she resented you for even igniting that type of reaction from her.
she had always been able to keep her composure, but you'd been interfering, and she didn’t like that very much.
the party lights were low— purple, blue, and red switching occasionally while people danced and cheered, some cups empty and some half full.
you walked along the unpolished floors, heels clicking under your feet.
sophia had already spotted you the moment you entered, she didn't even need to look— she did, of course, for 'confirmation', she’d convinced herself.
but it was for herself, no matter how many times she’d choose to deny the plain fact.
you danced against someone's body— sensually, meticulously, precisely curated just enough, so that you could catch her attention.
it’s all you wanted.
and sophia took notice, her eyes sharpening when she recognized the girl who stood too closely behind, watching her hands wrap around your front like you were right where you wanted to be.
you didn’t need to look up to see her staring, you could feel it, you always could. your hips swayed along to the music, hands reaching behind to wrap around her neck.
sophia's fists tightened around the unopened bottle she grabbed off the side.
with four quick strides she broke you off the other, hands tugging at your wrists to lead you elsewhere.
you followed willingly, a soft smile indicating that you were, in fact, exactly where you wanted to be.
her hands tilted your head back slightly,
“open,” she commanded, voice stern and free from anything unserious. you did as told, parting your glossed lips and watching as her fingers slid over the glass bottle. she turned the top off, her other free hand reaching up to firmly hold onto your jaw— perfectly poised fingers with the prettiest manicured nails resting on your face.
your breath hitched, her face was only inches from yours.
you could kiss.
you should.
sophia’s head tilted back, the clear liquid falling into her mouth with ease. she didn’t waste any time, she poured the liquid from her mouth into yours, her thumb rubbing part of your lower lip.
once she’d finished, her hand pushed your jaw closed, her head dipping down in order for you to hear her. “swallow,”
you did as told, your throat moving to indicate that you had, the girl releasing a satisfied hum. “you're a lot more open than i thought,” she whispered without explaining further, she knew you understood exactly what she meant.
“i think leaving you alone did me a few good favours,” you adjusted the straps on your tank top, straightening yourself out while she stood in front of you.
“favours?” she inquired, her eyes taking you in for longer than usual.
you grabbed the bottle and a small shot glass, your heels clicking against the hardwood floors with every shift of movement.
“lots of them,” you added on, sauntering down the hall and away from the girl who was standing there dumbfounded.
sophia moved just as quickly as you had, her voice calling out for you from behind, “what kinds of favours?”
you smiled even though she couldn’t see it, your hip pushing open a door — the room was dimly lit but nobody had occupied it yet.
you set the bottle and glass down on the small nightstand, turning to face a puzzled sophia.
“why are you asking me like you don’t know?” you asked, sophia thought about it for a moment, she wasn’t having your smart tone, “i don’t know. why don't you show me.”
you blinked, her words registering. “you want me to show you?”
“was i not clear enough?”
you pushed sophia back on a cushioned chair, “oh you were clear, alright.” your thumbs hooked into your belt loops, pulling your jeans even lower, shimmying them until your lace panties were in view— stark ruby red lace presented itself in front of sophia, the band being the only thing she was able to view.
her breath hitched, “what are you doing?”
you only smiled, “sorry, what was that about being clear?”
her lips parted slightly, head gesturing for you to continue. you straddled her lap, straightening up on your knees while sophia sank into the cushion, your waist touching her lips— almost.
sophia subconsciously leaned in closer, her fingers coming up to grab onto your hips with soft, firm hands.
“you want it?”
sophia nodded, “yea, i want it.”
“you need it that bad?”
“yes,”
you settled in her lap, hands stretching out to the bottle, popping off the loose lid. the liquid splashed into the small shot glass, her eyes paying attention to you rather than the clear drink.
“tip your head back,” you whispered, watching the girl follow your orders.
sophia let her head fall back, parting her lips without needing further guidance— a result of her 'newfound' infatuation.
the liquid poured down her throat, sophia swallowing as it went. your fingers rested under her chin, tipping it up to close her mouth, shot glass set back down onto the small table.
“i need it too,” your nail dragged down her body, stopping in the middle— hands bringing themselves to your body instead, fingertips unzipping and unbuttoning denim, hands helping the material off your waist.
sophia didn’t remove her eyes from you, bottom lip tucked under her teeth while she watched.
the jeans fell to the floor but you didn’t stop, your fingers slid the red lace right off your hips.
“open your hand,”
sophia offered an open palm, the fabric dropping right into them. “hold these for me?”
she groaned in response, you hadn't done much and sophia's mind was reeling— more than it should’ve been, she'd acknowledged, but she couldn’t find a reason to step back.
now bare, your body lowered onto sophia's thigh— skin to skin, your eyes taking in hers, your hips rolling and rubbing against her.
sophia brought her hands to your waist, adding pressure, enough to remind you that she was very much present but not enough to fix your pace.
you bit onto your lip, leaning forward, your lips ghosting by her ear. “what’s wrong, you're pretty quiet for someone who was acting all too cocky minutes ago.”
another shift, sophia’s head tilted back.
“hm?” you teased, the rolling only quickening.
sophia shook her head, “i asked, i’m just appreciating it. i want you to use me.”
your lips curved upwards, finger pulling at her lower lip, “you don't have to stay so quiet baby,”
sophia's breath caught, “you're right, move your fucking hips for me.”
you laughed at her words, hips moving forward, soft sounds spilling from even softer lips.
sophia didn’t avert her gaze, eyes stuck on the way your head tilted and the tank strap tipped off your shoulder.
obscene sounds filled the room, your hips bucked faster, chasing what you'd been dying for.
“please,” you whispered, begging for what she knew you wanted.
what you both wanted.
sophia kissed behind your ear, “aww look who needs it now” she teased, moving your hips with more intensity. you couldn’t take it anymore, your breath quickening every other second.
though sophia couldn't be cruel, she didn’t even have it in her to try. “go ahead,”
her words made your legs shiver, a leaking mess left on her thigh and a satisfied gasp escaping your lips.
“i need to show you again sometime,” you added, panting to regain your composure.
“you know where to find me.” sophia chuckled, while you sat on her trying to recollect yourself again.
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content: pussydrunk!megan glasses!megan oral (r receiving) use of good girl MDNI!! not proof read
megan has never felt this much joy in her life, face buried in between your legs, devouring your pussy. her hands were clasping at your bare thighs, holding them open as she continues to lick and suck at your folds. her glasses were a little pushed up on her face, but she didn't seem to care, to engrossed in tasting you, almost pussy drunk.
"such a good girl megan..." you mumble out breathlessly, hand tangled in the back of her hair to keep her mouth where it is. she audibly groans against you, sends a small wave of pleasure up you from the vibration of the sound.
it seems recently shes had a sort of oral fixation, constantly wanting to eat you out. not that you were gonna complain tho.
you let your head fall back with a mumbled "fuck" escaping your lips, pushing her head more into you. she keeps at it, teasing your entrance, rubbing her tongue against your clit. god she has a way of working her tongue.
your orgasm hits you quickly, pushing your hips sharply up against her. but, even tho you've literally just cum, she continues at the same speed and pressure, not wanting to separate from your pussy.
"megan—" your breath hitches, now looking down at her. the way her glasses are pushed up, her closed eyes as if shes eating a five star meal, the pure delight on her face.
"god—"
she just keeps working at you, her only thoughts seemingly being about your pussy.
then you cum again, a lot quicker this time due to how sensative you were from the first orgasm, but again, she doesn't stop or slow, completely drunk on it all.
"fuck— wait" you begin, breathless. your hand moves from her hair to her forehead, using your palm to push her face out from between your legs. "just.. give me a second." you mumble, still out of breath.
she smiles up at you, resting her cheek against your inner thigh. her face is wet with sweat, spit and your release, her glasses now slightly crooked on her face, a little foggy too. she chuckles softly before beginning to kiss along your inner thighs.
"your pussy is just so perfect, baby" she comments between kisses "all wet and waiting for me. i can't help myself"
you laugh weakly at that, hand back in her hair, but playing with it rather then pulling and pushing at it.
"once more, okay? but that's it" you say simply, breath beginning to even out a little.
she looks overjoyed at you allowing her to taste your pussy one last time for tonight, smiling up at you.
"good girl" you praise before she's basically dives back in.
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