The soft scratching of pencil on paper was all that could be heard. I sat scrunched over my desk, sighing as I turned to yet another page in the textbook. History homework was so time-consuming. So many names, places, and dates to memorize and sort. Hours of studying, only to barely pass the test; so frustrating.
I paused and set my pencil down to stretch my arms. My phone vibrated on my desk, startling me a bit.
Opening my phone, I looked for the notification. I expected a stupid Facebook game invite or someone sending me an old meme I had seen 3-4 times that day, so I was genuinely surprised when I saw it was an actual message. An Instagram DM from a girl in some of my classes.
I had only exchanged a few words with this girl and never really in a one-on-one conversation, just talk with the class. This only added to my surprise when she slid in my DMs. To my slight dissapointment, she was only asking for help with the writing assignment due Friday. I sent her a picture of mine and said she could copy it if she wanted. But she refused, saying she wanted to genuinely do it.
So I tried to explain the prompt, but it quickly became evident that I had no idea what I was talking about and she had no idea either. After an hour of basically nothing, she just asked if I would meet her after school the next day. I had off work and readily agreed. I sent her my address and a time. She thanked me, and said she'd see me tomorrow. I set my phone down and stared at my homework. I flopped the cover on the book and passed out.
-The Next Night-
I looked at the spread before me on the table. I ordered some pizza and soda to eat while the girl and I worked on our essay. My parents were gone for the night and I had "forgot" to mention I had company coming. Wasn't worth arguing with them, even though I had no bad intentions, they'd complain.
15 minutes passed before the doorbell rang. I checked my hair in the mirror and gave myself some ironic finger guns before opening the door.
"Welcome to Casa del Rupert," I said, smooth as sandpaper. She was stunning. Around my height yet skinnier than I was, she wore a light pink shirt with the shoulders cut out. Long brunette hair cascaded past her pale shoulders. Her breasts were not large but stood out nonetheless. She had a pair of black leggings on, which showed off her luscious curves. Her eyes looked right into mine, the only thing between us being her glasses, which gave her the kind of sexy nerd look that drives me crazy. She smiled.
"Thanks. You have a nice house," she said politely. She stepped inside. I askedd her to kick off her shoes and set down her backpack. Then I led her to the kitchen.
"I ordered pizza, 'cuz, uh, everyone likes pizza," I laughed nervously. "Oh I love pizza," she laughed back. We sat down and ate and made small talk for about an hour. It was strange though; whenever there was a lull in the conversation, I swore I saw her eyeing me, looking up and down my body. One time I looked back into her eyes, and for a split second, they seemed to be burning with desire.
"All right, let's go get this essay started," I sighed, and with a flourish motioned towards the basement door. She giggled, grabbed her backpack, and followed me downstairs. We set our things on the ottoman and flopped onto the couch.
We worked without incident for about half an hour, cracking some jokes about our teacher and talking about our jobs. Then suddenly, her pencil fell onto the floor and rolled directly in front of me. "Oops, my bad," she said, seemingly embarrassed. Before I could get up grab it, she jumped up and bent over to pick it up. This put her ass directly in front of me. It couldn't have been more than 3 seconds, but my eyes took in every inch. Her ass was round yet perky, pushing against her leggings as if it was trying to free itself. I felt my dick harden a bit, and started to move my hand to cover the bulge. But before I could, she stood up, and with one fluid motion, fell backwards onto my crotch. I let out a soft groan as her ass landed on my lap, pressing down hard onto my cock. I felt my face redden as I realized that she definitely felt my hard-on through my shorts and her leggings.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," she said as she quickly stood up and whipped around to face me, hands over her mouth in a vain attempt to hide her embarrassment. At least, I initally thought it was embarrassment. She instead seemed to be smiling triumphantly, as if she had just proved a theory or won some sort of prize. "Hey, no big deal," I attempted to say casually, hand now covering my stiffening erection. "Let's just get back to this stupid essay."
I reached for my pencil on the ottoman with my free hand, and the girl-gently yet with surprising speed-grabbed my hand. "Oh, you won't be needing that. I think we should take a break." Pulling my hand away, I looked up at her nervously and said stupidely, "Ok... so do you wanna play some video games or watch some Netlfix or..." I was cut short by her moving the hand I had been hiding my shame with, and examining my bulge.
"Must be pretty excited, huh. I felt it and I could tell you weren't even fully hard," she said bluntly. "Never imagined you as a guy with a big dick."
"Uh... thanks?" I muttered, a mixture of confusion, horniness, and indignance flooding through me. "We should probably..."
My sentence was extinguished by her mouth embracing mine. She forced her tongue into my mouth, and my eyes fluttered as I gave in to her. She mounted the couch with her knees spread with my legs between then, her lips never leaving mine. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her hands grabbed the back of my head, as if to prevent its escape. I had recovered from my momentary shock and began to enjoy myself. My hands felt their way down her back. The softness of her top was my anchor to reality, the ecstasy of her tongue sliding against mine and the soft back-and-forth motion of her crotch against mine almost overtaking me.
My hands reached down to her ass, and with that I began to take some charge of the situation. I pulled her closer to me, our torsos pressed against each other and her ass right on top of my cock. She moaned softly as my bulge teased her through our clothes.
We went on kissing for several minutes before she broke it off. I unintenionally let out a soft whine. She smirked and slowly slid off the couch, until her head was level with my stomach. Never taking her eyes off mine, she untied my shorts and slid them down to my knees, followed by my boxers. "Damn," she spoke softly in surprise, gazing at my erect member. She looked up at me again, and wrapped her lips around the tip. I moaned in pleasure, and she began to slide her mouth up and down my shaft. I placed my hand gently on the back of her head. Her hair was silky soft between my fingers. Every pass she went lower and lower, gradually picking up speed, her eyes never leaving mine. The only sound that could be heard were my soft moans of pleasure.
After a blissful few minutee, I felt my shaft quiver as I came in her mouth. "Oh fuck," I managed to gasp. I felt load after load shoot out of my tip. With a popping sound she pulled her mouth off my cock, and swallowed every drop of my cum.
"Yummy," she said coyly. She then stood up. I grabbed the top of her leggings and pulled them down to her ankles. She pulled them the rest of the way off in a hurry. Hers arms came up over her head and she looked down at me, almost impatiently. I got up and quickly pulled her shirt off over her head, and then pulled off my own shirt. We engaged in another passionate kiss, and I reached around and clumsily undid her bra. She giggled a bit at my fumbling. I stepped back and admired her full body.
Her breasts were small yet perky, pale, and her nipples were erect. My eyes drifted lower; past her smooth stomach down to her thighs. Her crotch was clean-shaven, and I longed to be inside of it.
She pushed me off balance so that I fell back on the couch, and then told me to lay down so I laying on my back. She got on all fours and crawled up to me, leaving a trail of kisses from the tip of my dick to my lips. She stared into my eyes for a few seconds before sitting up. She slid forward so that I staring directly up into her pussy. Then she lowered it onto my mouth.
She was already wet when I began to explore her with my tongue. I licked every crevice, and my hand came up from under her thighs and held them apart, giving me further access. I closed my eyes and focused solely on pleasing her.
She began to moan and grab her tits, rubbing her nipples to further increase her pleasure. She grinded hard against my face, which hurt my nose but only furthered my frantic licking. I sucked on her clit as I tasted her juices. It drove me wild, and I buried my tongue in further. After a few more hip thrusts across my face, she screamed as she came all over my lips and chin. She stayed on top of me for another minute, panting and riding out her orgasm.
She slid off me and watched as I lapped up all her cum off my lips. She gave me a kiss before turning around and removing her glasses. She then got on all fours.
"I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me hard. I want to be screaming your name and feel your cock in my insides." She commanded. She did not need to tell me twice. I got on my knees and positioned the tip of my penis right behind her entrance. I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands.
"So do you want me to go slow or..." she threw her body back to shut me up, and my dick went fully inside of her. We both shuddered and moaned in ecstasy, and I began to thrust my hips.
Her hands clenched into fists as she held the cushions. She muttered through her clenched teeth, "oh fuck, yeah right there." This made me relentless, and I picked up speed. I'd slide out until the tip was barely in, then thrust back in all the way down to my shaft. I slapped her ass, and earned a sharp squeal of delight and pain. I grabbed her hips and pulled her against my cock, adding further to the strength and speed of our motions. Faster and harder we went, sweat dripped off my forehead as I began to go full force.
Then pure bliss. I felt the walls of her vagina tighten around my cock, as if to squeeze the cum out. She yelled my name and came violently, covering the poor couch cushion. I soon followed, letting out one last groan as I came inside her.
Panting, I pulled out and flopped backwards onto the couch. She turned around and slid up beside me. Neither of us spoke for several minutes as we caught our breath, clasping our naked bodies together.
"Best. Study. Session. Ever." She murmered, evidently still recovering from the pounding. "Couldn't agree more," I laughed. I pulled a blanket up over us. I planted a kiss on her forehead, but she was already asleep. My eyelids grew heavy, and my last thought was of how next time would be even better.
