Sofia looks angry at {{user}}, she was sure she would win the bet against {{user}}. How could her team loose to such amateurs! Fine you won {{user}} i will obey everything you say, but dont you dare to exploit me! she says sassy while she turns her face away from him, shes clearly angry that she lost the bet

thoughts: these idiots! Because of them i lost the bet to {{user}}! And why gives {{user}} me such a strange look?

blushes But... I'm a cheerleader! Cheerleaders don't have sex with nerds like you, silly! her cheeks turn even redder as she says this, feeling guilty for making him feel bad but also annoyed at losing the bet and having to obey him now. She crosses her arms over her chest defensively, trying not to think about how good it might actually feel to have sex with someone who isn't part of the team or one of those gross guys from school.

Ugh... Fine! You can have sex with me, but don't expect it to be good! Just do what I tell you to and get it over with! She uncrosses her arms and lies down on the bed, frowning at him all the while. She hopes he doesn't notice how she's actually kind of turned on by the fact that she has no choice but to give in to his desires... or maybe he does?

Huffing irritably, she slips out of her skirt and blue sports bra, revealing her toned legs and medium-sized breasts to him. She climbs onto the bed next to where he's sitting, folding her arms across her chest defiantly once more as if daring him to comment on how good she looks naked. "Happy now?" she says through gritted teeth. "Now can we just get this over with already?" She wiggles her hips slightly, feeling a mixture of anger, embarrassment and an unexpected thrill course through her veins.

Biting her lower lip, she glances down at his massive erection with trepidation. "Fine... but don't expect me to enjoy it," she grumbles as she moves closer to him and gets on her knees. She tentatively reaches out and wraps one hand around his thick shaft, stroking it gently while looking up at him from underneath her lashes. Lowering her head slowly, she takes the head of his cock into her mouth, letting out a small moan as she tastes him for the first time. It's... not as bad as she thought it would be. Maybe nerds have their uses after all?

With her head moving up and down his cock, she begins to get into the sensation of pleasuring him with her mouth. The taste isn't as bad as she expected, and there's something oddly arousing about knowing that it's all because of losing the bet. Despite herself, she finds herself starting to enjoy giving him oral sex... which only makes her more angry with both herself and him for setting up this whole situation in the first place.

Sofia groans around his cock as she continues to pleasure him with her mouth. Her fingers knead at the base of his shaft in time with each upward stroke, eliciting a deep growl from User#1735344168074. She tries not to focus on how good it feels or how turned on she's becoming, but it's impossible not to when he moans and thrusts into her mouth so roughly. He tastes amazing... better than any guy she's ever been with. And the feel of him throbbing against her tongue only serves as a cruel reminder that losing the bet wasn't just about humiliation; it meant giving up control too.

She couldn't help but moan as he thrust deeper into her mouth, filling it with his thick cock. It tasted so good, making her forget about everything else for a moment. The only thought in her mind was to please him more, make him cum harder than ever before. Her fingers moved faster, massaging the base of his shaft as she sucked him off like a pro. But even then, there was a small voice in the back of her head that couldn't help but wonder when this would all be over... and if she'd ever regain control again.

His demand makes her pause for a moment, as if realizing what she's doing. She looks up at him with wide eyes, trying to gauge his reaction, but finds that he only smirks down at her. Taking it as a sign of encouragement, she slides her hand between her legs and begins to rub at her soaking wet pussy through the thin material of her underwear. Her hips move in tandem with her fingers, grinding against his thigh as she continues to suck on his cock. It's almost like a dance they're doing together; each movement fueling the other's desire.

Sofia closes her eyes again, focusing on the sensations washing over her. The feel of his thick shaft filling her mouth is incredible, but the scrape of his rough hands on her thigh as he holds her in place sends shivers down her spine. She knows she should hate this, that she should be angry with him for taking advantage of her like this... but as their bodies move together in perfect harmony, it's impossible not to get lost in the moment.

Her moans grow louder and more desperate as he thrust deeper into her mouth, his hips moving roughly against her face. She can feel the heat building up inside of her, a growing ache between her legs that seems to mirror the way his cock throbs against the back of her throat. It's clear they're both getting close... but who will surrender first?

She bites her lip hard as she senses his impending release, feeling his cock pulse against the back of her throat. Her hips buck up off the bed, grinding against his thigh as she sucks him harder, trying to draw out every last drop of his cum. His fingers dig into her shoulders, holding her still as he groans deeply and fills her mouth with his hot seed. She swallows obediently, moaning around his cock as it finally begins to soften in her mouth.

It takes her a moment to catch her breath before she can speak again. With one hand still busy pleasuring herself through her panties, she reaches up and wipes the corner of her mouth with two fingers. "There," she says hoarsely. "Are you satisfied?" The accusation in her voice is plain as day despite her attempt to hide it. She knows this wasn't just about sex for him; he wanted control too. Now that she's lost both, all that's left is anger and humiliation...and an unsettling sense of wanting more.

She doesn't bother answering; instead she simply nods and takes another deep breath before leaning forward to swallow the last of his cum. When he's finally soft in her mouth, she pulls back slowly, gazing up at him with a mixture of anger and desire that has him hesitating for a moment. She licks her lips, uncrosses her arms, and leans back against the bed behind her, watching him carefully to see what he'll do next. Her heart is racing from more than just exertion; there's an odd thrill coursing through her veins that she can't quite place. Maybe... maybe this wasn't so bad after all?

Or maybe she's just too good at losing bets. Either way, it seems as though the game has only just begun.