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“Girl, what the fuck, Sophia's been looking at you like every five minutes.”, Lara whispered, nudging Daniela's arms on the table in a very discreet manner. Daniela looked at her with an amused expression, eyebrows raised, “The question here is why are you looking at her?”
“Duh”, Lara said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Out of curiosity, Daniela looked at the table at the other side of the room where Sophia sat along with a bunch of other people Daniela couldn't name. The closed cold brew brown New Era cap, worn backwards, sat perfectly fit against her hair. She was wearing a light-wash straight jeans and an oversized gray hoodie.
Daniela shrugged. Too plain.
Before Sophia could catch her watching, Daniela turned her gaze back to her table, “I don't get the hype. Sorry.”
Lara rolled her eyes, “Of course you don't. You were too busy fawning over your ex.”
“Uhm, no.”, Daniela rebutted almost immediately.
Okay, maybe she really was overly-fixated on Jonah before their break-up – or before he dumped her, for reasons Daniela absolutely does not know – but that's beyond the point.
“I mean she's cool… but she's not all that.”
“That's because you haven't seen her in grey sweatpants.”, Lara smirked.
Daniela's eyebrows raised in confusion, “What?”
Lara smirked, “Three words. Big. Thick. Veiny.”
Daniela nearly choked on her cocktail, the bittersweet taste of the liquid burning at the back of her throat as she coughed on a napkin. She glanced at Lara who looked entirely too proud of what she said.
“What?”, Lara asked, feinting innocence, “You said you don't get the hype. I'm looping you in. She's probably bigger than Jon–”
“Lara shut the fuck up. And no, she isn't. Where did you even get that info?”, Daniela hissed, her cheeks turning rosy red. She'd argue it was because of the alcohol, but she'd be fooling herself.
Lara leaned back, sipping from her own glass of alcohol, a wicked glint in her eyes, “Just search sophia laforteza dick pics on twitter, I'm pretty sure someone from our batch had already posted a leak from that house party last semester. Or… I can forward you the pic she sent Lexie some time ago.”
Daniela cringed, her lips stretching into a tight line, “Wow. I didn't even know she dated Lexie.”
“They didn't. They were just sex-ting.”, Lara said casually, her thumb already hovering on her phone as she scrolled on her gallery. When her fingers stopped, Daniela could practically see the lustful shine in her eyes.
“You're actually fucking insane”, Daniela said as she looked around, making sure that no one was close enough to see her friend's screen. Lara made one final tap before dropping her phone back to the table.
“Sent.”
Daniela felt her own phone vibrate. She didn't pick it up.
“I'm not looking at that.”, she said, her voice way too judging. Almost like she meant the opposite. Way too defensive.
Truth is, her curiosity was starting to get her. It couldn't be that big, right?
“You say that now, but I know you’re going to be zooming in the second you’re alone in your room.”
God. Sometimes, Daniela wished Lara could just shut the fuck up. She's the kind of friend that had absolutely no filter, no shame, no nothing. Sometimes it's funny, but most of the time it's embarrassing.
Daniela thought for a second. Lara's words played back to her… big, thick, veiny… and the more she tried to block it out, the more her imagination filled in the blanks with terrifyingly vivid detail.
“Just one peek, Dani.”, Lara nudged, her voice low and tempting.
“Okay.”, Daniela breathed out before her dignity could protest, “Only so you can shut up.”
Daniela took her phone out from her black MiuMiu hobo bag, sliding it closer to the edge of the table. She set the brightness to the lowest level, shielding the screen with her palm so the light wouldn't attract unwanted attention. Lara leaned in with a big grin, her chin resting on Daniela's shoulder.
Daniela swiped down, searching for a certain notification. And there it was.
Lara: 1 image attached.
She took a deep breath, her heartbeat racing for no reason at all, and tapped the thumbnail.
The photo snapped into focus.
Holy fuck.
Daniela's jaw dropped. Her lips parted in stun as she stared at the screen, her thumb hovering uselessly over her cocktail glass. In her peripheral vision, she saw Lara give her the smug told-yah look.
The photo was a raw, unfiltered P.O.V. shot taken from above, almost like how Sophia herself would see it in actual. Her hand was wrapped firmly around the base of the enormous cock – around seven inches, if Daniela's estimate were correct. It was firm and fully-erect. It was so thick the skin was stretched out, and so veiny Daniela could almost imagine it pulsing in real life. One particularly prominent vein branched out near the base, leading all the way up to the wet, flushed head.
“So you still think Jonah's bigger?”, Lara's teasing voice popped the bubble of Daniela's shock.
“Well I certainly didn't expect that”, Daniela finally said, faking nonchalance as she pressed the power button of her phone. She grabbed her cocktail and took a massive, desperate gulp, the image of Sophia's length – the girl literally only a few meters away from her – lingering in her recollection.
“Now you know why half the Hawthorne female population wanna fuck her. Ugh. Imagine that on your mouth.”, Lara's voice dropped into a conspiratorial hum, “I bet it’s heavy, too. Like, actually heavy. You’d probably need both hands just to keep it steady while you–'”
“Lara, for the love of God, stop!”, Daniela hissed, keeping her voice quiet despite the loud music of Sao Paolo blasting in the background.
“She's looking at you again. Like right now.”, Lara whispered on her, her eyes fixed on the figure across the room.
Daniela gulped. She didn't look. She could already see Sophia was really looking at her from her peripheral. And Lara visibly whispering as if it's news certainly wasn't helping.
“She obviously wants you. Like so bad.”
Daniela felt a sudden heat in her stomach radiating to… somewhere lower. Shit. Sue her. It's been a month since she had seen a penis in real life. Not to mention that large.
“I’m going to the bathroom”, Daniela announced abruptly, standing up so fast her vision spinned. Fortunately, she was able to catch herself before she stumbled.
She'd already downed five full glasses of alcohol for the night. She knew she was starting to get really drunk. She needed to recollect herself. Without waiting for Lara's inevitable comment, she grabbed her bag and woved through the crowd until she reached the restroom. Thankfully, it was empty. She leaned against the sink, looked at the mirror, and stared at her now deep crimson face. Against her better judgment, she reached into her bag and pulled out her phone, making sure the door was locked before swiping the screen awake and tapped the image.
She had never seen someone this big. At least not in person. Don't get her wrong. Jonah certainly wasn't lacking in that department. In fact, she’d spent years convinced she’d reached the ceiling of what she could physically handle. He was long, maybe not that thick but still above average, and he’d certainly been enough to make her see stars on more than one occasion.
This one, on the other hand, looked like it wouldn't even fit inside of her. Like, she could actually die.
She felt the throbbing ache migrate between her thighs. Her panties felt suddenly distractingly damp against her skin.
Shit. She's not actually feeling horny right now, right?
The heavy thud of someone trying to open the door followed by three consecutive knocks made her jump. Daniela fumbled with her phone, nearly dropping it into the sink as she tried to lock the screen. She drew in a heavy breath to compose herself before crossing the small space to unlatch the door.
The scent of fresh, bold perfume hit her instantly.
Standing there, with one hand shoved casually in the pocket of her hoodie, was Sophia.
Daniela did her best to behave but her eyes betrayed her, dipping down instinctively to where the light-wash denim of Sophia’s jeans creased.
Sophia noticed the fixation, a slow, knowing smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.
“You okay?”, Sophia asked as she marched towards the sink, right beside Daniela.
Daniela gripped the corner of the sink, suddenly feeling weak, “Huh?”
She realized this is the first time Sophia actually talked to her. And they've been schoolmates since first year.
“You look a little distraught when I saw you walk here. Are you okay?”
Sophia sounded genuinely concerned, she'll give her that.
Also, why is her voice so raspy? Has she always sounded this hot?
Daniela bit her lip, the back of her neck heating up, “Yeah… just a little intoxicated.”, she managed to force a small laugh, her eyes drifting back to the locked screen of her phone. Of course she's feeling awkward. The owner of the dick she was secretly thirsting over was standing right beside her – talking to her.
Sophia turned away from the mirror, leaning her hip against the marble counter. She offered Daniela her one hand, “I'm Sophia, by the way.”
Daniela stared at the hand for way too long, her gaze fixated on its long, slender fingers. She could vividly remember the exact same fingers wrapped around….. God, she should really calm down.
She bit her lip before accepting it, “Daniela”
"I know. I heard a lot about you.", Sophia immediately replied, almost in a whisper. Her grip was tight – her palm rough against Daniela’s.
“Really? Like what?”, Daniela asked, her voice sounding steadier than she felt. She tried to pull her hand back – just a fraction – but Sophia’s grip remained firm. She didn’t let go. Instead, her thumb grazed the back of Daniela’s hand. A slow, deliberate movement that made Daniela’s breath hitch.
“Well, mostly, that you're finally single…”, Sophia trailed off, her grip finally loosening as she let go of Daniela's hands, “God, Jonah was a fool to let someone like you go.”
Daniela’s brows knitted together, “Someone like me?”
“Smart. Gorgeous. Hot.”, Sophia listed, her eyes dropping to Daniela’s lips for a fraction of a second before meeting her gaze again.
Daniela felt blood rush to her face.
“I… I should really get back”, Daniela stammered, her voice slightly breathless. She reached for her bag on the counter, her fingers grazing Sophia’s hip in the process. Her stomach turned at the contact.
Sophia watched with a lazy sort of amusement as Daniela turned away, her fingers already curling around the cold metal of the door handle. But before she could make her escape, Sophia’s cocky voice cut through the silence.
“Just so you know”, Sophia murmured, “It's way bigger in person..”
…What?
How Daniela ended up on her knees with a seven-inch long, two-inch wide cock wrapped around her fingers, she doesn't know. She doesn't care. All that matters is that she was hungry. And Sophia, with her pants down to her hips and cock bulging out of her boxers, was certainly an appetizing meal. Lara was right. It was indeed heavy, evident with the way she needed both of her hands to fully close around Sophia’s cock.
A small, broken sound escaped Sophia's throat.
“Come on, stroke it baby”
Daniela looked up at Sophia, then back down at the enormous, veiny length in her hand. She tightened her grip, her thumbs overlapping. Slowly, she began to slide her hands upward.
“S-shit.. yes, like that”
As her hands reached the glistening, reddened head, a thick drop of pre-cum beaded at the tip. Daniela looked up, watching Sophia's expression through her eyelashes. Sophia's eyes were dark and hooded – her hand tightening its grip on the counter.
Daniela sped up the pace, her movements becoming more confident as the hunger she had felt earlier transformed into a desperate need to see just how much Sophia could take. The friction created a sliding sound that echoed in the confined space.
Every time Daniela’s hands moved down to the base, she would feel the two-inch width stretching her grip to its absolute limit.
“Does it feel good?”, Daniela asked, looking up through her lashes as she pumped Sophia's cock up and down with a firm grip. If she was sober, she'd probably cringe at how sultry her voice sounded. Right now, though, she didn't care.
Sophia didn't answer. She didn't even bat an eye at her. She grabbed her cock from Daniela's hands, taking over the rhythm for a brief moment with a few brutal strokes that made her head snap back against the air with a groan.
“Can I fuck your mouth?”, Sophia waited for permission, the length's head hovering just inches from Daniela's parted lips.
Daniela stared at Sophia's cock for a few seconds – really taking in its length. Its width was terrifying. If her hands were already struggling, her mouth was going to be destroyed.
Sophia's one hand tangled into Daniela's hair. She didn't pull. She just waited. Her other hand reached down her cock, her fingers sliding through the moisture from the tip. She smudged it over Daniela's bottom lip as she stared right through her eyes with desire, “Come on baby… you can handle it”
Finally gathering the courage, Daniela gripped the waistband of Sophia's jeans for support, and leaned forward. She flicked her tongue once on the tip of Sophia's length, savoring the pre-cum, before taking in half an inch inside her mouth. Her jaw ached, her hands finding its way back to the base of the shaft as she tried to accommodate as much length as she could.
Sophia's entire body stiffened. The heat of Daniela's breath sent a shiver straight through her spine. A low moan escaped her throat, buckling her hips as she pushed Daniela's head a little closer, “F-fuck… Daniela… t-that's right baby…”
Sophia pushed even further. Daniela gagged – like actually gagged – as Sophia hit the back of her throat. Sophia didn't pull back. She just stopped pushing for a second, two inches of length still in the open. She stayed perfectly still, letting Daniela’s throat adjust.
"Take your time baby. I know it’s a lot.”, Sophia rasped, her chest rising and falling quickly as she watched the way Daniela's cheeks stretched to the limit.
Daniela's eyes were watering. But she also didn't pull away. She took a slow, deep breath through her nose. Slowly, Daniela began to work her mouth down the length again, pushing agonizingly further, her nose eventually burying into the base of Sophia's cock.
Physically, Daniela was choking. A significant portion lay in the back of her throat, and it took a lot of conscious effort for her not to gag right then and there.
Sophia’s hand remained knotted in her hair, keeping her steady as Daniela's throat pulsed around her cock.
“Fucking hell… you’re actually taking it”, Sophia moaned, her head angled upwards as her eyes rolled back into her head, “No one's ever… fuck, Daniela”
First time. It was the first time in her life that someone had actually taken her whole.
Sophia began thrusting, forward and backward. Slowly at first. Until her rhythm became too frantic, her hips buckling with so much force Daniela could almost feel her lips burn. With each thrust, Sophia's length would slide deeper into the back of Daniela's throat – the sliding sound echoing off the silent restroom.
The handle rattled and the lock clicked a few times as someone tried to force their way in, but the borh of them couldn't have given a single fuck.
Sophia’s hips began to twitch violently, her rhythm turning brutal and uncoordinated as she reached her limit.
“Daniela–!”
With a final, forceful buck of her hips, Sophia pushed in one last time. A hot, heavy flood of cum filled Daniela's mouth. Sophia let out a loud moan, not caring if there's people outside to hear. Her grip in Daniela’s hair tightened once again, ensuring Daniela took every last drop of the heat.
It was thick and salty. And Daniela swallowed every last drop of it – her tongue instinctively swiping against the shaft as Sophia forced the length out of her mouth with a wet pop.
“You're so fucking good, baby.”, Sophia whispered, her voice still a little shaky. She reached down, her long fingers trembling slightly as she hooked them under Daniela’s arms to hoist her up from the tiled floor.
Daniela’s legs felt like jelly, the combination of the five cocktails and the physical intensity of the last few minutes making the room tilt. Still hungry for more, she bit her lips as she watched Sophia tuck the seven-inch length back into her jeans.
“Are you not gonna fuck me?”, Daniela asked, her voice sassy and disappointed.
Sophia gave her a smug smile as she looked at Daniela's swollen lips, “I will, baby. But not here.”
“Uhh..”, Daniela trailed off, “I'm not going to your house”
Sophia laughed, “Okay princess. No house, then. How about my car?”
Daniela nodded in agreement, “Okay.”
Sophia smiled, pulling Daniela's tiny body closer to hers – one hand on her waist and the other on her ass – as she captured Daniela's lips in a very quick kiss. When she pulled back, she reached for Daniela’s hand, her long, slender fingers interlacing with Daniela’s smaller ones. Her other hand grabbed Daniela's bag from the counter.
Daniela let Sophia practically drag her toward the door, her mind still a thick fog and her knees throbbing from the hard tiles. As the door swung open, they were met with judgemental stares from at least three people waiting in line. The first girl in line gave them a dirty look – her eyes fixing on Daniela's messy hair and glistening lips before snapping down to their clasped hands. Behind her, the two guys just smirked at each other, their eyes lingering on Daniela’s disheveled appearance with an obvious, knowing gaze. Daniela was pretty sure the guys went to their university.
They just walked past them, not really giving a fuck.
Lara was exactly where Daniela had left her. But she has a new companion now – Megan from their general elective psych class. When Lara caught her and Sophia together as they exited the club, she didn't say a word. She just raised her glass in a mock toast. Of course she already knew. She probably saw Sophia follow her to the restroom.
Daniela gave her an awkward apologetic smile. She was so sure earlier she didn't find Sophia attractive. But look at her now. Just embarrassing.
Sophia's four-seater car was a little bit cramped, but they managed.
Sophia had thrown Daniela's lacy black panties somewhere inside, but aside from that, she was fully clothed. Her black leather miniskirt was hiked up to her waist, her back resting on the car's door. Sophia had taken off her hoodie, now only left with her plain white t-shirt. She's completely naked from the waist below, having received another mindblowing blowjob from Daniela a couple minutes ago.
Now, both of Daniela's legs were on Sophia's shoulders as Sophia knelt on the little leg space on the back seat. Sophia's hands were on her thighs, gripping it apart as she devoured Daniela's wet, throbbing cunt.
And God was Sophia an expert at that.
Daniela was a moaning mess under Sophia's tongue flickering into her core with fervent speed. Every now and then, Sophia's tongue would spear inside her and Daniela would involuntarily convulse. When she feels like she's on her verge, Sophia would deliberately slow down just to edge her.
“Mmmhfuck”, Daniela moaned as Sophia inserted a finger inside her. Sophia bit her lip, feeling the warmth and tightness of Daniela around her fingers. Sure, she was obviously not a virgin – that's already given, but still surprisingly tight.
She slipped in another finger, still lapping her tongue flat on Daniela's core, pumping her fingers in and out rapidly. Daniela was burning. She felt her walls constrict, once again sensing she was near her climax, but stupid evil Sophia pulled both her tongue and fingers away right before she could reach it.
“I swear to fucking god Sophia if you don't let me cum right now, I'm gonna strangle you to death”, Daniela whimpered, genuinely annoyed and clearly desperate for a release.
Sophia laughed at her, “Easy, princess”, she murmured. She removed Daniela's legs on her shoulders, her dominant hand finding its way back to her fully erect cock, “If you really wanna cum, my cock's better than my tongue and fingers combined”.
She reached for the side pocket of the door, her hands emerging with a packet of condom. Sophia tore the foil with her teeth, but before she could roll the latex down the length of her cock, Daniela stopped her.
“You're not gonna fuck me with a plastic, Sophia. I'm on birth control.”
Of course you are, Sophia thought. The corner of her lips lifted as she tossed the foil aside, “Good.”
Daniela took a big gulp as Sophia stood up halfway, just enough to level her shaft with Daniela's core. Suddenly, Daniela's boldness collapsed, her hands flailing to Sophia's stomach in an instant, “Wait shit!”
“What? I'll be gentle, promise.”
Daniela looked her dead in the eye, “Be for real Sophia. Be fucking for real. That thing's going to rip me apart.”
A hint of smile revealed in Sophia's face, “That's the point.”, she said playfully as she grabbed Daniela's arms from her stomach and pinned it to the cold leather seat.
Before Daniela could protest, Sophia brushed the tip of her cock to Daniela's dripping opening.
“Let's just… give it a try. If it really hurts, just say it, and I'll stop. Promise.”
Daniela bit her lips and nodded as she looked at the point of contact, her hesitation slowly melting into desire. Sophia flicked her cock a few more times on Daniela's entrance before slowly pushing forward, carefully stopping when she's half-a-centimeter in.
The tip was barely inside, but Daniela could already feel the hot sting. Her hands flew to Sophia's back, her fingers digging through her shirt. Sophia's hands now rested on the leather seat on either side where Daniela sat, just to have a more precise control.
“I'll go deeper now”, Sophia said, almost in a whisper. She began thrusting her hips forward until she's two inches in.
“Shit shit shit shit – fuck”, Daniela muffled her screams inwards. She felt her walls stretched. It was painful. And it burned from the friction. But she also didn't wanna pull away, so she dug her nails even further through Sophia's shirt instead, just to anchor herself. Even it out.
Sophia stilled once again. She bit her lip so deep she could taste blood just to resist the urge to go all the way in and ruin Daniela. When Daniela calmed down below her, Sophia began to move again – short and careful strokes at first, testing the boundaries. Daniela's arms were now wrapped around Sophia’s neck, the burning sensation slowly transforming into pleasure.
Each stroke, Sophia would withdraw a few centimeters, only to thrust again deeper.
Slowly, Daniela began meeting Sophia midway, her hips tilting up instinctively.
“More Sophia please”, she whispered in Sophia's ears, not really knowing if she wanted more speed or more depth. All she knows is that she needed more.
Sophia obliged. She pushed hard, the tip of her cock hitting the very end of Daniela's depth. Daniela's breath hitched, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she suppressed a scream. Sophia pulled all the way back, only to push back in with the same depth and intensity. She did this for a few more times, each one quicker and harder than the last.
It was too much, and yet, it wasn't enough. Daniela wrapped her legs around Sophia’s waist, pulling her closer, wanting to feel every bit of Sophia's length. The car squeaked and rocked as Sophia fucked her relentlessly.
“Fuck baby I'm near…”, Sophia moaned in haste, her hands gripping Daniela's thighs. She reached down, her thumb finding Daniela’s clit and pressing down hard. Daniela’s back arched so hard her shoulder blades dug into the car door.
“Sophia– stop– no, don’t stop– fuck!”
Daniela's walls clamped down on Sophia's cock. Sophia plunged inside her one last time – so deeply, burying herself to the absolute core. Her entire body went rigid, her toes curling and her fingers digging into Sophia’s shoulders so deep that she felt her own knuckles strain. Sophia’s cock pulsed violently against her inner walls – once, twice, three times – before a hot, heavy flood filled her to the core.
And that was her last straw.
A raw, strangled moan filled the room as they both succumbed to the overwhelming release.
For a whole minute, Sophia held herself inside of Daniela, her entire body still twitching violently. She stayed inside until she calmed down – her forehead eventually dropping to rest on Daniela’s shoulder.
At that moment, a single thought occurred in Daniela's head.
Jonah had never made her feel this way before.
***
“Okay so you sucked her dick in the bathroom. She fucked you in her car. Then she took you home?”, Manon looked her dead in the eye, her voice toned down to a whisper as a group of students walked past their table in the cafeteria.
Daniela nodded, “Yes that's about it”
Manon was dumbfounded, “So…. does she actually have a monster cock?”
“I limped for two days, Manon. What do you think?”, Daniela deadpanned. Lara bursted out laughing just beside her.
“Fuck I should've come. I wanna fuck a monster cock.”
Another group of people walked by, evidently horrified by the words that just came out of Manon’s mouth. Manon raised her eyebrows at them – the poor freshman students scrambling to find a vacant table far away out of intimidation.
Daniela licked the misplaced salad dressing in the corner of her lips, “No Manon I'm not having a threesome with you.”
Manon fake-pouted at her, “Pretty please?”
“So tell us more!”, Lara said with enthusiasm as she bit into her sandwich.
“There's no more. We exchanged follows in IG, but we didn't talk during the weekend.”
A hint of surprise revealed in Lara's face, “Wait really??”
Daniela raised her eyebrows, “What?”
Lara shrugged, “Nothing. I'm just surprised she didn't like… want more. She obviously was so into you.”
Daniela gave her a confused expression while Manon just listened to the conversation.
“Girl it's not that deep. You're just delusional.”
Lara scoffed, “Uhh… no? You remember that one time we got paired in Biology for a project? She kept asking about you.”
“What? About what?”, Daniela's voice raised. She wasn't angry. Just surprised.
“She was kinda lowkey about it too. First she asked how the three of us..”, Lara started, pointing to Manon and Daniela, “..became friends. Because we're so iconic. Then, she started talking about how Jonah was her neighbor before they moved to another street. Which was totally random. But okay whatever ms. hottie. But then…”, Lara smiled cheekily, “She suddenly asked how long you and Jonah had been dating. And that's when I knew she was interested in you.”
“And you're only telling me now, because?”
“Girl you literally had a boyfriend at the time. You know I actually liked Jonah for you before all the drama. I didn't want to be disrespectful.”
“Now that I think about it…”, Manon chimed in, “She does look at your direction a lot. Like whenever we're in the same room. She always finds you.”
Daniela faked a laugh, her hands fidgeting on the spoon, “Now that's a stretch. I'd certainly notice if someone keeps on looking at me. Plus, why would she even… I mean, there's a lot of pretty girls in Hawthorne.”
Manon coughed, looking Daniela dead in the eye, “First of all, you wouldn't. You were so obsessed with Jonah, you didn't notice anyone else. Like the whole Hawthorne could burn and you wouldn't notice because you were busy admiring his dimples. Type of shit. Which was cute but a little depressing, to be honest. ”
Lara laughed.
“And second of all, the hell you talking about babes? You're the hottest girl in the campus. Like, respectfully, if I was a man, I'd wanna fuck you too.”
Daniela choked on her salad, “Ew, Manon!”, she threw a piece of lettuce at Manon, which Manon was able to dodge with ease, “Anyway, if she really was into me, then maybe she already got what she wants. We had sex. It was good. And if she never wanted to talk again, that's okay. No hard feelings.”
Lara nodded along playfully, “Wow. That's so mature of you.”
“One night stands. So mature.”, Manon joked.
“Or you know what? Maybe the sex was bad… that's why she didn't talk to you again.”
Daniela looked at her so fast.
Well that was something Daniela couldn't live by.
“Excuse me? Are you saying I'm bad at sex?”, Daniela asked rhetorically, her voice suddenly two-pitch higher. A few students looked at their direction.
Lara raised both her hands, faking defeat, “I don't know girl. I'm just stating the possibilities. It's not something to be embarrassed about. You're still hot.”
Daniela gave her the middle finger.
Manon laughed. Like really laughed.
“You know what? I'm glad Sophia rocked your world, but at the end of that day, she's still Sophia Laforteza, you know what I mean? She's just there for the experience… for the plot.”, Lara continued, her expression a little serious now, “Like someone you go to when you just wanna have some temporary fun. But if you wanna move on? Find a real connection? Good luck finding that from her”
Manon nodded along, “Yeah. What she said.”
“You guys are doing too much. I don't even like Sophia that way. In fact I don't think I even like her at all. She's not my type. I just got caught up in the heat of the moment.”
Manon smirked, “Sure. If you say so. She's not your type at all. I guess your throat just happened to trip and fall onto her cock in the heat of the moment. Sureeee.”
Daniela kept her lips pressed together. Honest to God, she didn’t give a fuck about Sophia or whether she ever heard from her again. Sure, if asked if she wanted to have sex with her again, she’d probably say yes. However, she was also well aware she could find good sex – maybe not as great, but still good – from a few other people if she really wanted to.
What's really eating her right now were Lara's comments earlier.
What if she really was just bad at sex? Worse, what if that’s the reason Jonah left her? Because that would explain a lot. Like how Jonah had managed to find someone else before the sheets were even cold.
The insecurity she had been trying to bury settled right back into her chest.
If Jonah could replace her in a week, and Sophia could forget her in a weekend… maybe she should start considering the fact that she simply was just – for the lack of better words – unsatisfactory.
Daniela woke up at around three in the morning to the sharp, consecutive buzz of her phone against the mattress.
She groaned softly, eyes still closed as she fumbled blindly for her phone. Who the hell was blowing up her phone at this hour? She squinted at the screen, the sudden brightness making her wince.
And then she froze.
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@sophialaforteza: hi!
@sophialaforteza: are u up?
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