The geek (and virgin) guy

Hey dudes, I'm Fred, and sorry to say so still a virgin at 19. Well, not that I know nothing about this ; I've seen enough movies and pics and magazines, and read enough stories, and more than often have I masturbated myself to have a few knowledge in that issue. But I never never had a girl. Most of you would say it's my terrible geeky side that affects my sexual life. I would say no. I'm sure I can meet THE girl with my activities. And I must say I'm not really horrific to look at, so that one of the girls could probably fall into my arms. I'm 6'3'' and thin, long, not very muscular, and no fat nowhere. Short blondish hair that I can never comb correctly. Piercing green eyes behind thin glasses. I spent much time on my computer, not only on porn, but also on... yes on porn OK, but also on gaming, programming, wandering on the internet (not only for porn i said), and so on. I also do some roleplaying, video games, I love spending time on TV series and movies and even playing a bit on my bass alone. I have a couple of friends, who usually hang around at the same activities than me... And I very often have wet dreams about the girls and women around me...


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OK, so any girl(s) might come into this one, just PM me with a role idea please. It could be many different roles. A teacher who got a crush on this shy but very competent student. A girl from school who's really into sex and wonders what it would be to have a shy guy she can lead. A gentle girl who's also a virgin and they discover themselves. A couple of wild bi girls leading him into some very hot stuff. A frined of his mum thinking it's about time to give him something more. His stepsister. His sister's best friend. Feel free to come up with something...

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Professor Hampton sighed as she looked over Fred's less-than-satisfactory paper once more. He had always been a good kid, she thought, but his head always seemed to be in the clouds whenever she gave a lecture or had passed out papers. She marked this paper the same as the others: "D +", before tossing it into her paper tray. She would have to have a talk with him tomorrow about it.

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"Fred", Professor Hampton firmly stated after she had dismissed her class, "I'll need you to stay behind, if that's ok?". The cluster of students heading out the door made their way past him as he walked on over to her desk. She had balled her hand up into a fist and pressed it against her hip as she made a lean-to out of her desk, looking at Fred unimpressed. Her knee-length gray pencil skirt looked tight and clingy to her nice long and lean legs. Her hourglass figure filling out her white, crisp collared shirt nicely, with a string of pearls radiating against her pale skin. Her soft curves filling out the cavity of her slightly opened shirt nicely. Her long curly russet-colored hair was tied back into a long pony-tail as thick-rimmed mahogany rectangles framed her azure colored eyes.

"Fred, I'm afraid your grades are very bad this semester. You seem to be struggling. Is there something going on in your personal life that you'd like to talk about?" Professor Hampton looked at the young man with genuine concern in her eyes, her hand now starting to gently finger her pearl necklace.

Damnit... Hampton wanted to keep me after class. Just the day I had that Capture the Flag planned on Counter Strike. gee, I hoped it wouldn't take too long. The others won't be pleased if I don't come. So I went to her. Gee she was gorgeous. I couldn't help but look at her up and down. Oh damn she had been in my fantasies more than once. How many times had I imagined myself dominating that woman and getting her to fullfill all my darkest desires. But there I was in front of her and again I stood still and blushed, having some difficulty to form my words as images of my fantasies came again in my mind.
- Yes, Miss hampton?
I said this in a bothered voice... then heard her about my grades.
- Oh yes, ... no. No, there's nothin goin on. I'm no noob you know, I can easily level up and get better grades. It's just, you know, life's so interesting outside of school. I really don't think it's important to loose time workin for this... even more for your... litterature you know. That's no good.
I forced myself to look besides her... the blackboard, yes, that was an excellent thing to look at. At least it won't affect my imagination. Cause her standing there in her sexy clothes and looking stright at me was a real turn-on. My mind went on to fight againt the unwanted erection that I felt being born in my pants.
Surely I would have something to think about while masturbating this evening...

Professor Hamilton placed his paper onto her desk and moved her finger carefully over the corrected draft.

"Well, you see Fred, I think you'll have to spend a little more time on your reading. There are barely any citations in this paper. You also make generalized statements without anything to back them up."

After she was done, she sat down and looked up at him. As she was about to finish her recommendations for him, her phone rang. She picked it up and answered. "Hello? Oh, hi honey...sure, yes, I can get that over to you right away. Are you at work? Ok, I'll hop into the car right now."

She got up and started to put on her jacket and place a few books into her leather carry-all. "Listen Fred, I've got the name of a great student-tutor here who can really help you, her name is Sheila, maybe you should give her a call and a visit." She scribbled something down on a nearby Post-it note on her desk, peeled it off and gave it to Fred. "I'm sorry I can't do more now, but I really need to get some files to my husband for his presentation. I hope everything goes OK with her."

With that, Professor Hamilton scurried out of the classroom and down the hall.