⋆｡𖦹 Porn with plot. °‧ ཾ 𓈒
Are you seriously going to retake math for the third time? Embarrassing. But don’t worry! Sophia Laforteza is more than willing to help you pass your exams at the price of a blowjob!
warnings• deep throating, explicit language, slight degradation, dirty talk, smut
You’ve never been the kind of girl who studies hard for finals, or study at all. If anything, your signature frase was “People study because they doubt what they know.”
Frase that you always end up regretting the moment you read the first sentence in your Math test. The worst part of all was that the only time you managed to pass the exam (via cheating) the professor ended up noticing and giving you detention for a whole week.
So of course, this time when evaluation week was around the corner, you actually decided to do something about it. Even your friends were even worried because that was so unlike you. Megan and Daniela tried to help you, but their patience was wearing thin with every passing minute, and your null knowledge in the mathematics field didn’t help them either so they eventually gave up.
“Girl you’re so retaking Maths, again.”
Daniela scoffed with a chuckle, watching you erase the whole procedure that was written in your notebook.
You let your head hit the cold table and just accepted your fate, there wasn’t anything else you could do about it. You sucked at Mathematics.
“Hey, don’t give up! There has to be a way out.”
Megan tried to cheer you up, but she only gained a huffed groan from you. She hummed and thinned her lips, suddenly concentrated in her thoughts. It was recess and they were the only ones in the classroom so the whole room went dead silent for a moment.
Megan hysterically yelled, making Dani cover her ears and forcing you to look up at her.
“We heard you. What’s your brilliant idea?”
You asked, genuinely curious. You didn’t really think there was any other way to help your cause, you had tried EVERYTHING. Your parents even sent you to Kumon during middle school and everything, but that didn’t work either.
“I think I might know of someone who could give you tutoring lessons that actually help.”
Megan smiled brightly, waiting for any of you to keep talking, just to look more cool. Daniela rolled her eyes and asked away.
“And who is this magical person? They must have the patience and abilities of Pitágoras himself to help Y/n.”
Daniela chuckled, biting the inside of her cheek to hold back her loud laugh after you threateningly glanced at her.
“The one and only… Sophia Laforteza!”
And in that moment the small amount of hope that was inside you, faded. You sighed and covered your face with your hands, already trying to think of what you were going to say to your parents this time.
The thing is, you knew Sophia Laforteza. She was really popular, gorgeous, funny AND intelligent. The top of her class, actually. You should be glad she could help you, right? But you weren’t. You weren’t because you had crossed paths before, and it wasn’t really pleasant. You embarrassed yourself in front of her.
Back in 8th grade, before you had found your style and liked yourself, you weren’t quite the prettiest or most athletic girl, so when you were forced to run a marathon to save your PE grade you basically humiliated yourself in front of half the school, and of course she had to be there.
It would be a lie if you denied the fact that you had a small big fat crush on Sophia Laforteza, and who doesn’t? She’s literally the school’s crush.
And when Megan brought her up you immediately shook your head. You didn’t even know if Sophia remembered that embarrassing moment, but you still felt humiliated.
“Hey! I know what you’re thinking, don’t be afraid! She probably doesn’t remember”
Megan reached out and rubbed your back, trying to make you feel any better.
“Yeah, it’s been years Y/n. She probably doesn’t even remember your face. “
Daniela joined, hugging you and resting her chin on your shoulder.
“Well, i do rather be embarrassed for a moment than retake math… again.”
You sighed and Megan smiled victoriously, she took your phone and typed eagerly before handing it back to you.
“I registered her number. I’m sure she’ll be glad to help you.”
You stared at her contact on your phone, even her profile picture was amazing. You couldn’t help but feel like a fat fucking chud who had the privilege to even have her contact in your phone.
The bell rang and you had to walk to your next class. Miraculously, the day went by quickly, you were supposed to go out with the girls after school but something in you changed and once you were in the parking lot you stopped.
“Hey, girls? I changed my mind, I need time to study… but you go have fun”
You said to Daniela and Megan with a smile, they frowned and stopped too, not really knowing if you were being sarcastic or not.
“Are you sure? We can always go some other day—“
You cut her off and shook your head.
“It’s okay, really. Please go have fun.”
They looked at each other and then back at you, but when they saw no intention on joining them in your face they hugged goodbye and drove off.
You remained there a few seconds before you finally made your way home, but a familiar figure made you stop. there she was. Sophia Laforteza sitting in her black Audi, looking flawless.
Your heart nearly flipped as you saw her glance at you through the outside mirror of her car. You disappeared from the scene as fast as you could and actually made your way home.
Back at home, you spent your afternoon trying to comprehend basic mathematic concepts and techniques, but you failed miserably, again. You had at least seven rugged paper balls sitting in your desk, all of them failed attempts.
You sighed and finally gave up. You pulled your phone out of your pocket and opened Sophia’s contact. Of course you were nervous, but you couldn’t retake Math.
Thursday came quickly, you spent the whole day trying to figure what to even say when you met with her. Daniela and Megan teased you about it, knowing you were still shy about the whole EP situation even though it had happened years ago.
“Guys this is actually not funny, she says she’s seen me around… what if she remembers me?”
You pulled your hair and whined loudly, exasperatedly freaking out in the middle of the crowded hallway. Daniela reached for your arm and pulled you away from the center.
“She was probably just trying to be nice, Y/n. how many chicks do you think she sees daily?”
Megan said reassuringly, placing a hand on your shoulder and stroking it with her thumb.
“Honestly, I don’t even think she knew your name before.”
Daniela shrugged, trying to make you feel less shitty, and it didn’t work at all. Of course she sees many beautiful faces daily, she wouldn’t remember you!
“You’re right, you’re right. She probably doesn’t even remember my name! Even though I texted her last night…”
You shook your head and dismissed them with your hands, trying to play it cool.
“Anyways, uhm, we’re supposed to meet in…”
You unlocked your phone and checked the time, your eyes widened.
“Dang it, I’m five minutes late.”
Daniela rolled her eyes playfully and pushed you into the hallway again.
You heard Megan’s voice fade away as you walked further into the building, making your way to the arts classroom. You remember taking a few lessons there before you dropped it.
When you finally made it you placed your hand on the door handle with hesitation. Should you be there? What if she had something important to do but she felt pity for you and she pushed it to help you?
But before you could overthink further you saw her sitting on a chair through the small window in the door, and she saw you. You awkwardly looked away and stepped in, shitting yourself on the inside.
“Hey… sorry I’m late, the hallway was too crowded.”
You chucked nervously, closing the door behind you and walking over to the chair she was sitting.
“Hi. Don’t worry, I haven’t been waiting too long anyways.”
She looked at you with a kind smile and patted the seat next to her, gesturing for you to sit down. You immediately sat down, letting your backpack fall on the floor.
“So… I’m assuming you’re taking maths with Missy, right?”
Sophia asked softly, glancing at you momentarily before she opened the book on her table, you didn’t even notice it until then.
“Uhm, yeah… how did you know?”
She chuckled and kept flicking through the pages in the book before she stopped at a singular one.
“She’s the only math teacher who actually makes students retake her class. “
You sighed and rolled your eyes dramatically, letting your head down.
“She’s an ass. I hate her guts.”
Sophia chuckled again and brought the book closer to your side.
“This is all you need, I’ve helped many people pass Missy’s test before.”
She pointed at one of the formulas and smiled proudly of herself. You squinted your eyes and looked closely at the whole text, you really sucked at maths.
“I don’t want to be rude or anything… but how do you intend to make me memorize this in a week? My test is next Friday.”
You whined and ran a hand through your hair, slightly tugging at it, already stressing out. She reached for your hand and stopped your movements.
“You’re fine, I’ll be your tutor for the week.”
She chuckled softly and took her hand away from your hair, pulling out a small agenda from her backpack.
“We’ll meet here at this exact time until your test.”
She looked at your hopeless expression and smiled softly, affectionately placing a hand on your shoulder.
“I know you can do this. Don’t limit yourself.”
You looked up at her and felt your heart skip a beat with the way she was looking at you. You could only nod in response, hoping she wouldn’t find it weird.
You spent the rest of the week with Sophia, staying two hours after school to study and practice and the thing there was that you were actually learning.
After your study sessions you usually walked with each other across the parking lot and chatted for a while before you both made your way home. You found it weird that someone so pretty and intelligent like her had things in common with you, but you didn’t fight against it.
Before you even knew it, it was already Thursday, a day before your test. As soon as your last period ended you walked to arts, a small smile on your face just at the thought of Sophia explaining you stuff.
You entered the room and as always, Sophia was already there. She looked up at you with a big smile and somehow you felt like she enjoyed your presence too… or at least that was what you liked to think.
“Someone’s confident today.”
She smirked at your confused expression and shook her head.
“You just look different today. You look good.”
She nodded with a reassurance smile and pulled out the book you regularly used to study with.
Sophia didn’t say anything back and she started your usual study guide, but you were already good and familiar with the formulas she had taught you, so you weren’t exactly focused on the exercise she was explaining, your focus was on her firm grip on the pencil, on the way her veins throbbed every time she put more weight on the pencil and the way her full round lips blew away the eraser skin on the sheet.
You tried to shake off your inappropriate thoughts but Sophia noticed your distracted look and turned to you.
“Hey, I thought I had finally turned you into a good girl?”
You nearly choked at the words choice and chuckled shyly.
“God, don’t say it like that.”
You saw her frown and she stopped writing for a moment.
“Nothing, forget about it.”
You ran a hand through your hair and glanced down at the book, but Sophia covered it with her hand. You slightly frowned and looked up at her.
“I wanna hear it, why shouldn’t I say that? I think you’re pretty good. Don’t you like being praised?”
You looked for her eyes and slowly shook your head, your frown lingering on your face.
“Of course I do. It’s just, when you say it like that… some people might get the wrong message.”
You tried to explain it the best way you could and swiped her hand away from the book. She allowed it, but her eyes remained on you.
“And what would the wrong message be?”
Her voice dragged a playful smile that she had to bite down. You swallowed hard and slowly started to solve the problem by yourself.
“The wrong message would be people misunderstanding the intention behind your tutoring. ‘turning me into a good girl’ doesn’t exactly sound like a math technique.”
You shrugged and glanced at her for a brief moment before looking down at the book again.
“And I suppose the right message would be that I expressed myself incorrectly and I’m only helping you study? Is that it?”
She asked, tilting her head.
“Mhm, but It doesn’t sound right, you know? Something’s missing.”
She made a brief pause before she continued.
“Where’s the part where you pay me?”
She asked in a lower voice, looking at you with a small pout on her lips, almost mockingly.
You froze for a second and your platonic relationship was shattered. Of course she was doing this for the money, how could you ever think she could ever like you.
You reached for your backpack and immediately started looking for any cash in your wallet, but you only had your school id.
“I don’t have any money with me right now… can I pay you tomorrow or make a transaction?”
You shrugged with a shy chuckle, your cheeks were flushing with embarrassment. You wanted to disappear from existence.
“Oh but I never said anything about money, my love.”
You watched her stand up from her seat and walk over you. She held your up chin and tilted your head forcing you to look at her.
Her words made you freeze in your place again, it felt like a fever dream. You would’ve never pictured her asking you that before, but when you actually have Sophia Laforteza in front of you asking you to do it, it’s difficult to say no.
Her grip on your chin remained on but her free hand reached to the waistband of her sweatpants and pulled them down. You could see her erected form through her boxers, causing you to swallow harshly.
“Aww. Are you shy? How cute, kneel.”
She commanded with a firm voice that sent shivers down your spine. You left your seat and knelt in front of her.
She gestured with her head, encouraging you to take off her boxers, and you did. As soon as you rolled them down her hardened cock spread free, almost hitting you on the face.
You heard her laugh at how you had tilted your head back to avoid being hit with her shape, but she immediately tangled her fingers in your hair, pushing your face closer to her dick.
“You want me to tell you how to do it step by step like the big baby you are?”
She mockingly laughed at you and you swore you could feel your cheeks burning with embarrassment as she guided the tip of her cock to your lips.
You slowly took her in and looked up in such a pathetic manner to make sure you were doing okay, but that only made her push deeper.
“Come on, you can take it.”
Her eyes were fixed on the way your lips wrapped her length and how you struggled to take her in.
You took her deeper until your chin touched her pelvis and a strained moan left her mouth.
“Fuck. Look at you, doing so good. Not even gagging on it.”
She breathed out heavily and tangled her fingers on your hair as she started fucking your mouth with ease.
You looked up at her with wet eyes, your hair was messy from her grip and you were drooling on your face and shirt with how rough she was being, but you didn’t mind it at all.
“You’re loving this, aren’t you? Being used as a fucking toy. Just for me to please.”
You nodded with her cock still on your mouth, you really were a whore for her.
Her eyes were locked with yours, her pupils were wider than ever, making her eyes a deep shade of dark. But there was something more to it, something darker.
Some tears rolled down your cheeks and Sophia couldn’t take it anymore, she suddenly pulled out and stroked her cock a few times and her hot sticky essence was all over your face and mouth.
She smirked at your face covered in her cum and pulled you up for a heated kiss, tasting herself on your lips.
A/n: IM BACK. uhm I’ve been kinda busy and didn’t have time to post, but I’m so back 😭 take this as a pride month thing or wtv… México won and i’m happy so you’ll probably get ot6 texts soon… I missed you all mis amores, besitos.
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