One of the first things that Sophia had me do... did have me on edge. It made sense from her perspective, but for me, it just felt cruel. She wanted me to get Taylor alone in a room, with just me and her. What would follow, would be her establishing very firmly that I was never going to be having sex with Taylor again.

"Look," she said, with an exaggerated roll of her eyes, "I'll leave the loser alone after this," she said, caressing my cock through the fabric of my pants. "But I'm not letting her think she has even the tiniest claim to this cock, and you're never giving it to her again anyway, right?" She squeezed it a bit, for emphasis, and I just swallowed in pleasure, my body shivering softly in response to the stimulation. "So do it. I promise to make it really good for you," she said, tongue licking at my earlobe, her breath tickling my ear.

She really did have an amazing body, and she could definitely play the role of seductress very competently. I finally just nodded, agreeing to the entire idea.

After school the next day, I'd gotten Taylor to meet me in a disused classroom. Some of the desks had been removed to fill in for their neighbors in other rooms, leaving a patchwork setup. When I came in, Taylor was already there, and she gave me a bright smile, thin lips curling upwards as she saw me. "Ah, sorry about-" she started, before she saw the person following after me into the room: Sophia. She staggered back at the sight of the other girl, as if struck.

Sophia, for her part, just openly, flagrantly grabbed my cock, finding it erect, making her smirk as she turned her gaze on Taylor, who just stood there, eyes wide behind her glasses. "I own this cock," she said, her voice firm. "He's hard for me already," she added, stroking my length as if to exaggerate it against the line of my pants. Taylor's eyes ran down to my cock, staring at it through my pants with betrayal, as if I had any choice about whether I'd get hard in a situation like this.

The positioning of Sophia and I blocked the exit to the room, leaving Taylor stuck in her current position, forced to watch as Sophia turned me to face her and kissed me, hard, on the lips, her tongue forcibly invading my mouth. The way her gaze flicked over to Taylor as she did so made my cock throb, and her hand continued to jerk and play with me all the while, clearly delighting in the look of abject humiliation and horror on the face of Taylor, watching the guy she'd lost her virginity to be so effortlessly dominated by her bully.

Eventually, she broke off the kiss, staring me dead in the eyes and licking her lips as she started to unzip my pants. Taylor just continued to stare, having completely frozen up, as Sophia fished out my cock. She kissed me on the lips again, dark hands stroking my length, before she started to kiss along my cheek, and neck, and then simply descended to her knees, something I honestly hadn't expected her to do. She hadn't blown me before, after all, and doing it now-

The moment her lips wrapped around my cock, slithering down it, staring up at me with her hazel eyes as she did so, I moaned loudly, my thighs shaking. The total shift from her ordinary, domineering, rough, borderline rapist behavior, to this, an intense blowjob, was driving me crazy, and my hands grasped at the desk behind me, using it for balance. Taylor couldn't do anything but watch, and Sophia's eyes flicked back and forth between me and Taylor, clearly enjoying Taylor's response, the heat to her cheeks, the way she looked practically on the verge of crying.

I was barely aware of Taylor's face, though. My cock was twitching in Sophia's mouth as her lips suckled on my dick, her tongue lashing back and forth. She wasn't deepthroating me, instead just bobbing up and down the top half of my cock, her hands gripping my thighs tight. There was obvious smug pride in her gaze as I practically melted in response to her talented fellatio - she liked the fact that she was provoking such a reaction from me, too, that much was clear from her expression, the way when her lips fell far enough back I could just see the quirk of the corner as she glanced up at me.

Then she took me to the base in a single stroke, her nostrils in my pubes for a long moment, her lips wrapped taut around the base of my cock. She actually swallowed, and my eyes rolled up in pleasure, my hips involuntarily bucking against her face. I could probably have come right there, if she'd given me the chance.

Instead, despite how fucking fantastic the blowjob was, she was clearly just using it to rile me up and make a point to Taylor, a point that by this point was clearly well made. As such, she popped her lips off my cock, stroking it as she stood up. "Sit," she said, and pushed my body further back on the desk, until I was sitting on it properly, my cock up in the air, jeans dangling around my ankles as she stared me right in the eyes with powerful, visible lust. She glanced over at Taylor, who flinched at the look. "Don't you dare look away. I want you to watch every, single, second," she told her, as she slipped down her own pants, pulled aside her panties, and clambered into my lap, soon teasing my cock with her wet sex.

I could only give Taylor a quick glance, look at the terrified, miserable look on her face, tears welling up in her eyes, before Sophia simply grabbed my cheek and twisted my attention back to her, leaning forward to smash her lips against mine. Her tongue entered my mouth, saliva dripping from her mouth to mine as she tilted my head back, making the kiss as impassioned and domineering as any she'd ever given me. Her hand slid from my cheek to the back of my head, and she held me against her as she finally slid down my length, taking my cock into her wet sex.

I groaned at the feeling, fingers digging into the desk for a moment, before I realized a much better target was present, soon grasping Sophia's muscular thighs. I could hear a muted noise from Taylor - a sob or choke or something - but my attention was entirely on Sophia that point, trying to block the other girl out. Maybe it was cruel, but Sophia had said this would be it for bullying Taylor, so it was more like an enjoyable (for me) ripping off of the bandage (for Taylor).

Sophia broke off the kiss at the same time as I had completely mentally committed to the prospect of just abjectly humiliating the girl I'd deflowered less than a week ago. She gave a glance over to Taylor, actually laughing as she saw the other girl's face, before turning her attention back to me, another cock smile. "Tell her you like my tight black pussy better than her loose white one," she commanded, her voice full of a sense of raw power as she rolled her hips back and forth, rubbing my cock all over.

I panted and nodded, gathering my ability to move or think as my fingers dug into Sophia's thighs even tighter, and I turned my gaze back to Taylor. Sophia squeezed her cunt around my cock even as she settled down in my lap for a moment, making me groan. Taylor looked miserable, trying her best not to cry, occasionally glancing over at the door as if considering fleeing. My cock twitched again inside of Sophia - maybe her sadistic streak was rubbing off on me, or maybe something about Taylor just made it so very appealing.

Then, at last, I spoke. "I love, love, Sophia's tight black pussy," I told Taylor, which made Sophia smile, leaning forward to kiss along my cheek and neck, twisting her head in just such a way that I'm sure she was staring right at Taylor. "It's definitely, much better, than your loose white one," I added, fingers clawing at the flesh of Sophia's thighs as she started to ride me in earnest again, pumping her tight sex up and down my cock.

"That's right," Sophia said, leaning back again, casting her head over to Taylor. She was practically gushing on my cock, her cunt quivering and milking it - it would have been obvious to anyone with half a brain she was getting off on the entire thing. "This boy, you lost your cherry to?" She ran her index finger slowly up my neck, taking my chin and tilting my chin upward, glancing back at me as I went along with it. "He's my personal slut. Isn't that right?" Sophia asked, turning her gaze back to me for a moment.

"Yes, that's right, Sophia," I said, nodding rapidly, my cheeks flush with arousal and pleasure.

At those words, Sophia came, her hips bucking and grinding against my pelvis, her head casting back, eyes rolling up in ecstasy. Her lean body wasn't fully on display, given she was mostly clothed, but her powerful cunt went wild on my dick, working me over like she was trying to jerk me off. She didn't scream or squeal, just letting out a quiet, shuddering moan or groan of pleasure, completely uncaring about how she looked or sounded, utterly at peace with herself in that moment. She was honestly beautiful like that.

Then her head tilted back towards me, a smile on her lips as she stared at me. "Come on, slut," she breathed out, leaning forward, until her nose pressed against mine from how close she was. Taylor moved in the corner of my vision - and Sophia's too, by the way she snapped her head over to the girl. "Don't, fucking, move, you disgusting loser," she snarled, her mien completely changing in a heartbeat. Then Sophia turned her attention back to me, a smile on her lips. "Like I was about to say," she told me, her voice soft and sweet suddenly, the whiplash intensely erotic. Her hands wrapped around me, fingers lacing together. "Go ahead and come in me, slut. You didn't do it raw with her, did you?"

I shook my head no, and she just gave a quick little giggle, leaning forward to kiss me. Her tongue slipped deep into my mouth, teasing my upper palate, the back of my gums, and it pushed me over the edge. My hands slid up to her ass cheeks, pulling her down and just groaning as I let go inside her. I felt like I was being entirely drained in that moment, thick seed filling her up, even as she quietly slurped up some of my excessive drool without a single complain, fingers tangling and rolling through my hair.

Once I was done coming, Sophia broke off the kiss, drinking in my expression, clearly enjoying it quite a bit. "Doesn't he look so much better like this, Taylor? I bet he never looked like this with you," she said, glancing over at her (former?) victim, who was halfway cowering in the corner. Sophia just laughed. "You can go, now. Don't mess around with my slut again."

At that, Taylor bolted, making Sophia cackle again, an uproarous thing, as if she'd heard the funniest joke in the universe. She turned her attention back to me, though, her cunt still around my cock. "While I have you here..." she started, sliding her finger along my neck, down towards my button-up shirt. "I can't think of any reason for us to stop, can you?"

I just swallowed and shook my head. Sophia smiled, and began to slide her wet sex back up and down my cock again, before kissing me firmly on the lips once more, hands gripping me, holding me against her as she rode me like that.