So fuck my best friend, that’s exactly what happened last weekend, and I still can’t stop thinking about it. She’s this tiny Colombian girl I’ve known since freshman year, always so quiet in class, but when she got me alone in her dorm, something shifted. She dropped to her knees without a word, looking up at me with those dark eyes, and I just watched her take me in her mouth, slow at first, then deeper, her hand working the base while her tongue did this thing I can’t even describe. I leaned back against her desk, trying to keep it together, but the way she moved—so small and eager—made everything feel effortless, like we’d done this a hundred times. She pulled off, a little breathless, jerked me with a slick grip, and I was so close I had to warn her. She didn’t stop, just angled her face and let me finish across her chin, some on her lips, and she laughed soft and wiped it with her thumb like it was nothing. We sat on her floor after, sharing a water bottle, not saying much, and I kept thinking how the whole thing felt less like a hookup and more like a secret we’d keep.
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Date: October 23, 2026
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