(Closed for Poprockz) Huge Bimbo vs Total Nerd

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan was scrubbing dishes in a blue bathrobe, going through the motions like a man possessed. His hands worked slowly, trancelike. Nolan hadn’t managed to snatch more than maybe three hours of sleep, and it was visible.

He’s done all types of things to try and relax, get himself to sleep. At two in the morning, he went on a run around the block. Didn’t work.

At three, he tried to take a long, hot bath. He thought for sure it’d work, because he really did find it relaxing. But then, he remembered Lorelei was downstairs, remembering those huge, soft tits, and ended up back at square one.

At four, he found himself binge watching some stupid show he didn’t care about. It was so boring, he thought it’d put him to sleep. He was wrong.

He spent the hours doing all types of things to try and cool down. At this point, he was trying to do chores to bore himself to sleep. Dark circles were already starting to form under his eyes, and his dick was still throbbing. If this kept up, he might just lose it.

 

[Poprockz]

After a moment of silence, she realized that she could make out sounds nearby. It sounded like water and the clink of dishes. Whoever it was that had taken her was in their kitchen... cleaning? That was weird, she thought to herself, but then again so was waking up in a stranger's house.

Lorelei got up and shuffled toward the noises until she entered the kitchen. Her blonde hair that was usually pristine and straightened was now frizzy with bedhead, and her eye makeup was a bit smudged which gave her a bit of a smokey-eyed look. Though she could only see him from the back, she recognized him right away. The hair, the glasses over his ears, the structure of his body... it was unmistakably Nolan.

Her first thought was a touch of fear that perhaps she had teased him too much and now he had drugged her in retaliation. Who knew what he had done to her while she slept? Or what he might have done after the spin the bottle game.

"What the fuck is going on here, Nolan?" She spoke up, though there was a touch of hesitation in her voice. "Did you fucking roofie me last night?"

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan jumped, nearly dropping the plate into the sink. He spun around, pissed and sleep deprived.

“I-!” He hesitated, putting the plate down. “You- You think if I roofied you, you’d wake up on my couch in my clothes, perfectly safe, while I washed dishes 10 feet away?” He responded sarcastically

He sighed, reeling back. He was on edge, and shut himself up. He also realized just exactly who he was talking to and why.

“You, uhm…did, get roofied though. Jake. He was uh, giggling to his friend about how he slipped something into your drink. I pulled you out of there and…you’re here. I didn’t know where you lived.”

He points at the table.
“Your costume’s in the living room, though, and uhm…” he gestured at the kitchen. “You hungry?”

 

[Poprockz]

Her eyes narrowed in response, "whoa whoa whoa. You expect me to believe that you overheard some dudes say that they roofied me, you took me out of there, back to your place, and that you didn't grope, touch me, or take pictures of me naked?" She crossed her arms, clearly not believing that such a thing was possible.

 

[dizzylagoon]

He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head at her. He couldn’t believe she expected that from him!

Well, actually, the more he thought about it, the more understandable it became. The poor girl had already been roofied, by someone who probably did have all of those acts on the itinerary. The last thing he needed were rumors that he did something like this. Best case scenario, he became a social pariah. Worst case? She had him expelled and arrested.

Nolan faced her, doing his best to carefully structure his sentence.
“I…swear I did nothing to you.” He offered his phone. “Here, you can look for any pictures.”

 

[Poprockz]

There was no hesitation in taking his phone and scrolling through his recent photos, checking that he hadn't sent any recent messages either. To her surprise, it was all clean.

It wasn't a secret that the two of them didn't get along, mostly because of her constant teasing. More than once she had seen him glaring at her or rolling his eyes at the things she said in class. That, coupled with the fact that she was objectively hot made it seem like a given that he would take advantage of the situation even if he wasn't the one who had slipped her the roofie.

That being said, she was starting to have doubts from how convincing he sounded, and the fact that there was no evidence. She would have been able to tell if he had put his dick in any of her oraficies from the soreness or residual fluids. Still, if he hated her and thought she was attractive, why would he save her from a situation like that. It wasn't like he owed her anything.

For a moment she was lost for words, now looking more confused than anything. The tall woman simply stood there and tried to process things. She ended up holding out his phone and asking, "Why...? Like... don't you... hate me?"

 

[dizzylagoon]

“I uh…yeah.” He stopped. He did hate her, right? No, he totally did. He looked at her, just to remember that familiar rage bubbling in his chest.

And yeah, it was definitely there. He looked at her, and remembered the constant teasing and irritation she put him through. But…he never wanted her assaulted by some jerk. No, the most he ever wanted was for her to faceplant in the halls or something, get her gorgeous blonde hair caught in her locker in front of everyone. He never wanted her in THAT type of situation.

“Yeah, I just…you know. How do I sit there while those douchebags talk about drugging you and taking you off somewhere?” His eyes fell, dropping to the floor.

 

[Poprockz]

She knew he hated her, so why did it sting a little? Regardless, he was implying that he had done it out of the goodness of his heart. Could that be true? She was starting to believe it might be. It took balls to save someone you hated from something awful like that, if he was really telling the truth.

Her tone lost the edge of accusation to it and was more searching now as she studied his face and shifted on her feet. "And you didn't like... want anything from me in return? Like money or a blowjob or something?"

 

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He tsked, glancing up at her. He shifted a little at the mention of a blowjob, his erection slowly awakening again. “No, no. No.”

He gestured towards her wallet. “You uh…actually tried to give me like five hundred dollars last night.” He twiddled his thumbs. “But I gave it back! You weren’t in the right heard space and all that. But look, uh…don’t start any rumors, okay? I-I dont need any more of your fucked up games out of this, okay?”

 

[Poprockz]

A twinge of guilt ran through her and for once it was actually her avoiding his eyes. She felt a bit lost in this unfamiliar situation. Everyone always wanted something from her, so why didn't he? It wasn't like he was doing the whole, 'I don't want anything buuuut it would be nice if you...' thing that people did a lot when they were pretending not to have ulterior motives. In fact, he hadn't even asked for help with his obvious boner. If he thought he was hiding anything by having a robe on, he was very mistaken.

She nodded and looked down at her feet, "uh, yeah. No, you're good. I won't uh, say anything about it."

There was a moment of quiet where it looked like she wanted to say something before she rubbed one of her arms awkwardly. "Thank you... by the way. For not letting that happen." Her eyes lifted to his and there was a touch of vulnerability there. Frankly it was only just starting to hit her regarding what could have happened to her. Jake could have stripped her down and fucked her raw all night, maybe even having a couple guys joint him. She was on the pill so she wasn't as concerned about pregnancy, but guys that fucked a lot tended to not keep their junk clean. It was a really good way to get some kind of STI. Besides... it would have been violating in a way that she didn't want to think about at the moment.

 

[dizzylagoon]

At that moment, Nolan felt all the catharsis he could ever ask for. More than her being hurt, more than her terrible attitude. He finally, FINALLY heard her sound grateful! Normally, it was “yeah, you better” or “of course you were gonna do it”, but never a simple thank you!

He couldn’t hide the sleepy smile that crossed his face. Maybe this would keep going! Maybe she’d stop messing with him entirely! God, his sleep schedule would bounce back! His grades wouldn’t be so hard to keep up!

And even better, she wouldn’t say anything?! He’s free! He got off completely free!

As he threw the last dish into the rack, he grabbed a pan. But…now what? He didn’t account on how she’d get home. Eh, she’s got Uber. Nolan took out a carton of eggs from the fridge.

 

[Poprockz]

There was the sound of her feet shuffling closer before he would see a hand rest on the counter on either side of him. Her presence could be felt even before she pressed herself lightly against him and leaned forward so she could speak into his ear.

"I know you said you didn't want anything from me for helping me out, but I don't want to feel like I owe you. And... I can tell you've got some morning wood. I could help you out... if you want. Give you a hand, if you know what I mean?" If he wouldn't take her money, and he wouldn't take anything sexual while she was under the influence, then perhaps he would take this as a thank you. That way, she wouldn't have to feel the guilt that was sinking down into her core and could move on from this night.

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan froze up. With trembling hands, he put the carton of eggs down. Just what the hell was she saying, she-!

Oh god, he…really needed it though. Badly. But, she’s made sick offers like this all the time! This is one of her favorite ways to fuck with him, suggestively suggesting something only to pull back at the last second.

Worse, why would she…actually offer? It’s crazy! She’s always been popular. Popular enough to up and choose some guy, and he’d just be her boyfriend.

Stranger still, he wanted this to keep going. He wanted her remorse to translate to making his life easier, but…he had to be careful. Even still, if this was teasing, it was…effective. He went silent, his dick throbbing under the robe. His face was bright red, and his voice sounded strained when he did speak.

“You’re…j-just saying that.” He adjusted his glasses, hands trembling. “Y-You do this all the time, I-I’m not falling for it.”

 

[Poprockz]

He wasn’t wrong. It was indeed one of her favorite ways to tease him. Though at the back of her mind she had always wondered what would happen if she actually followed through on it. This time she had no intention of pulling back if he didn’t stop her.

She was quiet, not answering him with words for the time being. Instead, one of her hands lifted from the counter and found the cloth tie of his robe. It was slowly pulled, the knot around his waist becoming undone in the process. When it completely gave way, his robe came open, if only a little. It was all she needed to have access to him though.

Her left hand reached in and rubbed the back of her glossy nails up his stomach before letting them slide down to his thigh. Meanwhile, her right hand was brought up to her mouth and she spat in it. After all, she didn’t think he would enjoy a dry handy.

Her spit-filled hand moved down and into his robe until she found it: his hard cock. Lorelei’s wet fingers wrapped around it, and she couldn’t help but feel a thrill go down her spine.

“If you don’t want it, tell me to stop,” she murmured, the heat of her breath being felt against his ear.

 

[dizzylagoon]

Holy shit, she’s serious. Nolan’s eyes darted around, ascertaining that this was real and happening in his kitchen, by Lorelei of all people!

Her warm, soft, perfectly manicured hand on his dick felt incredibly good. And yet, he was so hard she could practically feel his heartbeat through his cock, as he throbbed in her hand.

Nolan’s hands hit the counter in front of him, using it to stabilize himself. Her soft, husky voice sounded even better right in his ear. God, she was perfect. He didn’t even realize he had the thought, because his need was winning over his conscious mind.

Nolan stammered out a low mumble that sounded like “go ahead”. His pride hurt, but his swollen balls hurt more. He needed this. He needed her.

 

[Poprockz]

He was giving her the green light from what she could tell, so she didn’t withdraw. She started to slowly stroke his shaft, her spit being smeared along his sensitive skin. He was fucking stiff, his member standing strong and true like a soldier reporting for duty. By the look of his blazing cheeks, he was either very shy or had never had a woman touch his cock before. Part of her hoped it was the latter so that the memory would be seared into his brain. Lorelei wanted to be the woman he would compare all of his future girlfriends to.

Damn. It was really hot to have him shuddering under her touch. She always had some sort of effect on men, but his in particular was a very strong reaction. It made her feel wanted, and to her surprise she was starting to get aroused from the act of jerking him off.

“Your cock is so hard…” she breathed, delicately licking the back of his ear from his earlobe to the uppermost part. As she did so, her thumb swirled around the small slit on his head. "Hot too. Trisha's pussy was hot when I rubbed her last night too. Did you like watching me make her cum?" Her free hand, palm to skin, drifted up his front till it reached his chest.

 

[dizzylagoon]

As she licked his ear, Nolan jolted! His hips shakily thrusted forward once, then twice, as if fucking her spit-slicked hand.

Nolan had to get off, he had to relieve this tension! And god, Lorelei’s ministrations were just perfect. Even more than the handjob, the slow rotation of her wrist and expert massaging of his tip had him going crazy. And as the memory of what she had done to Trisha flashed through his mind, he could only wonder just where the hell she had learned to do this to people!
“Holy shit, you’re…really good at this…” he panted. At this point, Nolan snapped. His inhibitions were nearly gone, and he could do nothing but spill his words. “Last night…I…loved seeing it…”

 

[Poprockz]

She bit her lip. So he liked it? That pleased her greatly, knowing that he had watched and found it exceedingly sexy. Her free hand withdrew from his chest and instead wiggled its way into the band of her own shorts to find her pussy. Why was she wet? She wasn't sure why this whole situation got her so hot and bothered, but she wanted to touch herself too.

"Mm..." Lorelei moaned softly. "What can I say? I'm good with my hands." Even if his thrusting and labored breathing hadn't given it away, she could tell by the precum leaking from his head that he was very much enjoying things.

She continued to stroke him, though her pace sped up a bit. However, a thought occurred to her and he would find her switching hands. Her left hand was no less skillful, but it was wet even before she touched him and she hadn't spat into it. It was a little known fact that she was actually ambidextrous.

"My pussy juice is now all over your dick, Nolan..." Her right hand now slipped into her own shorts and she closed her eyes, laying a kiss to the nape of his neck. "fuck... I bet you're going to cum a lot."

 

[dizzylagoon]

She was so, so right. She WAS good with her hands. Super good. So good that he could feel his balls clench, preparing to fire all of his built-up stress.

He moaned and writhed, his mind assaulted with so many different thoughts. But the one what pushed itself to the forefront was what she was doing. He could hear the soft shlicking of her fingers touching herself, the quiet moans. She was enjoying herself too, and that thought pushed him further and further.

With her soft tits pressing against his back, her soft, teasing voice and her expert hand movements, Nolan was definitely on the edge. Some small part of him held back, to keep his pride. He remembered her assumption that he was a virgin, and…wanted to impress her, strangely.

 

[Poprockz]

Not only did she press herself against his back, but she also moved her chest slightly up and down so that her nipples rubbed against his robe through the shirt he had provided her. She felt like she was missing something though... It occurred to her that if she was using both of her hands, she didn't have a spare to catch his cum when the time came, which meant that it would get all over his kitchen cabinets and the floor. No one liked the clean-up that came with that sort of outcome, so she supposed she would make things easier for him. At least, that was part of it.

Lorelei knelt in a wide stance in front of him, her right hand still in her shorts moving and making the slick sounds that were indicative of a woman pleasuring herself. For a moment, she removed her hand from his cock to quickly pull up her shirt, allowing him to see her plump tits. Due to the size of her bust, the shirt stayed where it was above them, so she didn't have to worry about it slipping back down again. It was critical that he see them in their full glory, pert nipples and all. She wanted him to see them.

She didn't forsake his cock for long though, as her hand swiftly returned to him and resumed her expert strokes. The sticky-wet sounds of handling his erection were like music to her ears, as were the sounds of pleasure he was making. Lorelei was the only thing he was focusing on right now, all of his desire was directed at her. She moaned and felt herself getting closer to her own orgasm, turned on as she was.

"Cum on my tits... When the time comes." she panted softly, her blue eyes now looking up at him with an intense look of lust. "I want it all over them."

Both of her hands sped up and soon she was squirming and letting out a drawn-out moan, climaxing in the very shorts he had given her. Her eyes closed and she jutted out her chest, drawing out the pleasure that radiated through her loins. At the same time, her hand furiously tugged at his rod, wringing it for all it was worth.

 

[dizzylagoon]

It felt as though Nolan’s brain melted. Far gone were thoughts of what she had done, worries about the future and issues in the past. Right now, all he could think of was the heat he felt, flaring in the pit of his stomach. The heat, the need, permeated his mind and washed away everything else. It felt as though she was doing everything in her power to spur him on! With her chest pressing into his back, rubbing up and down, coaxing even more pleasure from him…he was quickly reaching the end of his rope.

As Lorelei knelt between his legs, and resumed her incredible handjob, every stroke felt like a bolt of lightning. He’d rarely masturbated, but he definitely knew what it felt like. He had assumed he had hit the peak of what hands could do, but…he was quickly realizing nothing he’d ever done could ever compare to her.

He bit his lip, sucking in a strained gasp as she lifted her shirt, showing off those huge, soft tits. They were amazing, he couldn’t tear his eyes away…or at least, until their gazes met. Her gorgeous blues, filled with need and lust sent him spiraling. And her gentle instruction…he couldn’t take it anymore. The dam broke.

His legs trembled, as he covered his mouth, stifling an incredibly embarrassing moan. “L-Lorelei, I’m…!” he couldn’t finish his sentence. It was too late for words. One final stroke sent him spiraling over the edge.

He let out a gasp as he came, painting her ample tits in white. His vision swims as he ejaculates, finally getting the release he was chasing. He let himself bask in it for just a moment, before his legs gave out. He stumbled back, and then fell on his ass, releasing a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

 

[Poprockz]

As she had suspected he would, he came a lot, as though he had been saving up for this encounter. By the time he was done, he had granted her several healthy spurts of his semen and her chest was glistening with it. On the whole, it had been a very satisfying encounter. They had both gotten off, and she had been able to provide him a thank you for keeping her from being taken advantage of.

“You okay?” Lorelei asked as her wet hand came out of the band of her shorts. She suspected that his legs were just a bit wobbly from it all, but one never truly knew.

 

[dizzylagoon]

He supported his body with his arms, his palms flat on the ground behind him. He let out a weak laugh; after all that, it was all he could do.

“Y-Yeah…I’m fine, just…damn…” he let out a long sigh…before his brain fully registered that he had just blew his load all over her chest! That might feel totally gross. “Oh, do you…do you need a towel so you can shower?”

 

[Poprockz]

She looked down at her chest and lifted her hand, smearing the cum along her skin like it was sunblock. “Hm,” she answered thoughtfully, “yeah, I should probably take a shower. It was really hot at the party too, so I’d like to freshen up.”

With a sigh of her own, she stood up and pulled down the shirt she was wearing, wiping the cum off her hand afterwards, “where’s your bathroom?”