(Closed for Poprockz) Huge Bimbo vs Total Nerd

[Poprockz]

He was given no answer, merely a noncommittal shrug before she sauntered away toward the bathroom. She could kind of understand why he wouldn't want anyone to know about it. A lot of guys had their eye on her, and if she openly announced that she had gotten him off, people would start to make assumptions. Rumors would start, and before long jealous guys would be harassing him with a vengeance. Still, she was a bit annoyed at the fact that she had to keep her mouth shut about it (though she wasn't sure why it ticked her off a little). Maybe it was because for a moment there, it almost seemed like he was insinuating that he would be embarrassed about people knowing that she gave him her attention. That couldn't be right... She was hot. Practically the hottest girl in school. There was no way that could be the case, right?

Lorelei pondered on this while she walked up the stairs, her mind drifting until she reached the landing. He said second door to the right, didn't he? She walked forward until she reached it, turning the doorknob and expecting to find herself in his bathroom.

 

[dizzylagoon]

She had missed her mark. As she entered, instead of a shower and sink, she saw a room almost as scrambled and messy as Nolan’s brain after his most recent escapades with Lorelei. It was chock full of random objects and items, with the distinct scent of lavender.

The focal point of the room was his bed, his upholstered platform bed with black sheets and purple blankets. The bed was near smothered in several blankets, as he got cold easily. Even though his bed wasn’t made, he kept his sheets clean and dried with his favorite lavender dryer sheets.

Next to his bed was his decently sized oak deck, carved from oak and fashioned together with some admittedly lackluster workshopping technique. His desk was his pride and joy, the first creative project he ever embarked on. No matter how shoddy his handiwork was, it was his, and he loved it. On the desk were a plethora of textbooks, novels, and papers. His room was messy, but his desk was pristine and meticulously organized.

Next to his desk was his worn punching bag, a small bench, a volleyball, and some weights. He fell in love with volleyball at a young age, and he consistently worked out to keep up with the club he played with.

 

[Poprockz]

She surveyed the room with interest, though she didn't go snooping. It was an honest mistake to have ended up in here but she wasn't about to go rifling through his shit. Still, it was an opportunity to see a private space of his, and she didn't pass up the opportunity to take a gander. Part of her had expected for his room to stink of socks, not lavender. Not that it stank. No, the lavender scent wafted pleasantly up in a way that wasn't overpowering. Come to think of it, whenever she was very close to him, she thought she had caught the scent of lavender before but hadn't been able to place it.

There was a paper on his desk that caught her eye though, as she recognized the formatting. Lorelei came closer and examined it, taking out her phone and silently snapping a picture of it. The paper in question was his submission for which classes he was signed up for next semester. Incidentally, most of those classes were classes she was taking at different times or days than him. Maybe... she might pull some strings to see if they might "coincidentally" land in the same classes. Up until this point they had shared maybe one class each semester, mostly seeing one another in the halls or library.

Lorelei exited his room calmly, shutting the door quietly before finding the bathroom. She stripped and showered, happy to wash off the grime of the previous evening. When she was done, she took a clean towel and wrapped it around herself, her damp hair hanging down in wavy curtains as she stepped out of the bathroom. Some clean clothes were in order as the ones he had given her were rife with sexual fluids.

She walked downstairs in her towel-dress, cleavage prominent and unapologetic, looking around for him so she could ask for another outfit of his. Who knew if he was ever going to get it back, but she could always compensate him for it.

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan was sitting on his own couch, with a sizable issue that he had no clue how to deal with. His hands sat on his thighs as he stared at the TV. It wasn’t even on, but even staring at his own reflection was a good enough distraction for him.

No, it wasn't. He wasn’t satisfied. Not even after that amazing handjob. His dick throbbed relentlessly, his hips trembling with pent-up energy.

And as she came sashaying down the stairwell, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. The towel covered more than she had shown him before, and yet…it was even more enticing. So enticing that…he made a bad decision.

He stood, staring at his own feet as he took steps towards her. Was he…really about to…ask HER?! Fuck, he was past the point of words or sense.

“Lorelei. I-“ he couldn’t get the words right. “I…n-need you. Badly.”

 

[Poprockz]

She rolled her tongue in her cheek as she contemplated that request, her eyes flicking downward to appraise his crotch before looking back up. One might argue that he could have meant anything by those words, but she wasn’t born yesterday. When a guy said that they needed a woman, especially when their pants were bulging like that, it meant that they wanted to get down and dirty. He had probably been replaying their little romp in the kitchen over and over again in his head, working himself back up in the process.

It stroked her pride to think that he was achingly hard because of her. Should she mess with him? Make him beg? No… he was already practically swallowing his own pride to ask her for her help. It didn’t mean she wouldn’t fuck with a little at some point, but she wasn’t going to punish him for getting up the nerve to admit that he was hot for her.

“Turn around until I tell you to stop,” she commanded, leaving no room for debate in her tone. Once he had done so, she picked her fairy costume up off the floor, quickly dried herself off with her towel, and put it back on (everything except for the wings). It wasn’t a new, fresh outfit, but at least it was something she could wear without worrying that her towel would come undone. You couldn’t give up all the goods all at once, after all.

“Alright, you can look.” She crossed her arms and contemplated how to get him off. As erotic as having his cum shoot wherever it wanted, she had just taken a shower so she at least wanted to make sure none of it got in her hair. “Do you have any lotion? If you do, I would need you to grab it for me.”

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan was near floored, clinging onto any semblance of sense he could have infront of her. She AGREED?! He expected to be humiliated, or at least teased. This was Lorelei after all. But this made his heart swell with an unusual excitement. No matter what he could possibly say about Lorelei, he’d be a liar if he said she wasn’t drop dead gorgeous. He adjusted his pants, and nodded.

“…yeah. Yeah. It’s in my room, just-“ he hit a double-take at this absolute bombshell infront of him, before starting for the carpeted steps, stumbling as if he had never walked before.

For all his talk, Nolan had never been one to deal with girls. But for Lorelei…he wanted to impress her. He wanted to show her. And maybe…he could finally make her feel good, make her feel as flustered as she loved to make him feel!

As Nolan started down the hall to his room, he could feel his anticipation turn to excitement, and then to fear, and back to excitement. Because this was Lorelei! He couldn’t count on both his hands the amount of times she alluded to a situation like this to tease him.

But now that it’s here, he…had to. Nolan grabbed his bottle of lotion and started back down the stairs.

 

[Poprockz]

Once he was close enough, the bottle was plucked out of his hands.

“Eh,” she let out an unimpressed noise, scrutinizing the generic bottle of lotion with a vague air of condescension. “I would have preferred something with cocoa butter, but this’ll do I guess.” Her expectations hadn’t been high, as many guys didn’t care what lotion they got as long as it did what it was supposed to do. Still. Lotion was lotion.

“So…” Her attention focused back on him. Her blue eyes were enough to make most men squirm, especially when her gaze was steady. “If you want to blaze off into the creamy white sunset, then you’re going to have to do something for me too. I want to stay at your house next weekend.”

 

[dizzylagoon]

As Nolan listened to her, contemplating just what the hell he was doing, he took note of her words. Was she…judging him? Over lotion? He bristled, but made a mental note to get some cocoa butter lotion. Oddly, her disappointment stung.

But at the mention of staying at his house, his gaze shot up.

“At my place? Why? You live in like- a mansion. In the good part of town.” He glanced back upstairs. “And my couch is way too awkward to sleep on.”

 

[Poprockz]

"That's none of your business," she huffed, "and your bed is plenty big enough to hold two people-" Lorelei stopped and quickly redirected herself, though the transition wasn't as smooth as she'd hoped. "I mean, I would assume your bed would be. I wouldn't know, but it's likely, right?" Her gaze went to her nails to avoid looking at him, hoping to avoid him realizing that she had been in his room.

"Anyway," she continued quickly, "I can always buy you a new bed if yours is small."

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan was visibly confused. She could see his face shift, his expression going from confusion to…a steadily growing blush. She wanted to be…with him! In his bed! Does she…god, there’s no way.

Damn it, he should definitely ask! There’s no possible way shes not interested in him. There’s no way she literally and figuratively wants to sleep with someone she’s not interested in, at least a little? But she’s fucked with him for years! How does she go from actively bullying him to-

Fuck it. It doesn’t matter. Life is all about insane risks, and his brain isn’t working right.

“…okay, Lorelei. I just…you know.” He trailed off. “…what do you need me to do?”

 

[Poprockz]

Was she in the clear? She had thought for a moment that he might have caught on to her having been in his room, but it seemed that he had other things on his mind. What those were, she wasn't entirely sure. It would probably be the first time he had a girl sleeping in his bed though, which explained the blush that came to his cheeks.

"Sit on the couch then, kind of on the edge, you know?" she directed him, gesturing at it. "And open up your robe for me again."

 

[dizzylagoon]

As Nolan strode towards the couch, he had two thoughts. One of which, was that man, she was looking so suspicious. At the mention of his bed, she got all…awkward? Nervous? She said his bed was big enough, but she’s never- was she snooping?! It would explain the faint scent of expensive perfume, but he didn’t notice it then.

But the thought that took over was that this was happening. With Lorelei. Holy shit. He had to impress her, if he got the chance. He couldn’t place why he cared so much.

But he obeyed, opening his robe and sitting on the couch. That green fairy costume flashed in his mind every time he blinked…she really was built incredibly well. He was a little embarrassed, his dick out and throbbing somewhere she could see. All seven inches, standing at attention and gently throbbing. It was slightly curved upwards, the tip facing the ceiling.

Man. She touched it before, but…it was a little more intimate now.

 

[Poprockz]

Satisfied with his compliance, she sauntered over to the couch and slowly lowered herself until she could get on her knees in front of him. The lotion was held by her left hand as her right came up to prepare herself. There was a little metal clasp that connected the two neon-green triangles of her bra, and with a pinch and a twist, it came undone. The bra fell open and her breasts were free once more. They jiggled as they settled into place, and she couldn’t help but feel a rush when they were revealed to him.

Now it was time for the lotion.

She pushed the pump down a few times to get a few good dollops of the stuff in her hand before she started to massage it into the valley between her tits. Lorelei watched his face as she did so, drinking in his reactions. When she was done, the lotion was still generously coating her skin, slick with a layer of wet cream.

“You’re lucky you know,” she mentioned with a flirty smile, “not everyone gets to fuck my tits.”

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan was, for all intents and purposes, transfixed. He had seen her tits before, which was incredibly difficult to tear his eyes from already, but…sitting here, getting a chance to just drink it all in. Even when he covered her tits in his spunk, he never got a chance to really just…sit and marvel.

But of course, that moment passed as his excitement ramped up. She could see him twitch, his member poking up at her cheek with anticipation.

He was at a loss for words, but his eyes said it all. He was incredibly excited, and desperately needed her to do even more.

 

[Poprockz]

She leaned forward and held her tits slightly apart so she could sandwich his cock in-between them with a shimmy of her shoulders. His shaft was met with the slippery embrace of the lotion-covered skin, the lubricant heated warm by her own body heat. Once he was perfectly nestled where she wanted him, she pushed her tits together so that he was enveloped in their pillowy glory. Endowed as she was, she had no trouble ensuring that the side of his cock facing away from her wasn’t neglected in the slightest. Truly, she had basically created a tit-hole for him to fuck.

Lorelei started to move herself forwards and backwards, stroking him by letting her breasts pull away from his body before returning. Each movement made his cock more lubricated, and soon it was completely covered in lotion and slid along her skin easily.

“Do you like that, Nolan? Your cock is between my big.,, slutty… tits…” she purred up at him.

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan jolted, absolutely lost under the waves of pleasure. This was better than anything he had ever felt. It’s as if every time he did something like this with her, it felt better and better every time.

His voice was dreamy, faraway, as he leaned his head back until it hit the couch. “…y-yeah, yeah…Lorelei, you’re…fucking amazing…”

He stifled a moan, her tits perfectly squeezing and massaging his length. The slow strokes were coaxing out small gasps that would’ve embarrassed him if he was fully conscious, but he was gone at the wheel. All that remained was need and endorphins. And he needed this to continue, continue until he couldn’t stand it.

 

[Poprockz]

She was fucking amazing, wasn’t she? It was nice to be appreciated, and this admission wasn’t something she heard from him in day-to-day life. Usually it was: “fuck off, Lorelei!” “I’m trying to study!” “Give that back!” or “Leave me alone!” His eyes had always been full of resentment and anger when he looked at her, so that dreamy hooded look was refreshing.

The way he moaned too… something about it made her want to wring out more of them from him. She wanted him to be undone, to bare himself to her fully and relinquish his control in the face of the pleasure she could provide.

Her tits continued to massage along his length, enticing, teasing. She enjoyed watching the tip of his cock poking through the perfect hole in her bosom. She wasn’t about to say it lest his ego become inflated, but he had a handsome cock. Her eyes admired it as she worked, and she was tempted to find out what it tasted like.

“How often do you jerk off?” She asked, figuring that a high-strung guy like him probably tugged his rope at least once a day. Her head leaned forward and she stopped her movements. Parting her lips, the very tip of her flexible tongue came out to teasingly trace around his mushroom head with the lightest of touches.

 

[dizzylagoon]

He squirmed, the light teasing swirls of her tongue were new. He was embarrassingly new to all of this, every new feeling she showed him sending him further spiraling into pleasure. She could feel him twitch and throb with every motion, showing in no uncertain terms just how good she was.

He glanced down at her, barely managing to focus on speaking. God, he’d never seen anything sexier than the scene that played out before him. The girl he hated, nearly worshipping his dick and loving it. He’d totally have to unpack that later, but now wasn’t the time.

“I…don’t do it…that often, you know?” He groaned. “L-Like…once every two weeks.”

Admittedly, Nolan never had time. Between student council, practice, and studying, he really could only steal a little time on the weekends if he was lucky. It definitely caused him to be incredibly backed up, no doubt leading to how bad Nolan needed her to help relieve him.

 

[Poprockz]

She actually stopped completely and blinked, practically dumbfounded by that reply. Seriously? He only jerked off twice a month? Several possible explanations crossed her mind: he could be a masochist, he could have trouble keeping it up, or maybe he just didn't have a high libido. It didn't seem like he had any trouble keeping his rod hard from what she had observed, so the other two options seemed more likely, particularly the latter.

Actually, maybe he was lying to save his dignity. That would make the most sense, now that she thought about it.

"Are you shitting me right now?" She questioned, suspicious. "Like seriously? This cock?" The woman ran the glossy part of her nail against his frenulum and felt his member twitch.

"If you're being honest to god, then how the fuck do you survive?! I think I might go crazy if I didn't use a toy at least three times a week." It was shocking, and she found that she needed an explanation for this perceived glitch in the matrix.

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan was thrown, flustered by her questioning. Now?! Right now, he had to explain himself?!

“W-Well, you know…! When you do it all the time, it…it gets stale! That’s how you get those disorders, and you get all weird and addicted.” He shuffled a little, looking away from her. “But really, you know…you see me in the library for hours after school! It’s like, you know. I can’t be in the library until they close most of the week, keep a good sleep schedule, and find time to…take care of myself. You know?”

As he finished his explanation, he cringed a little at how many times he said “you know”. He actually didn’t know why he went on and explained all that for her.

“…and…I guess it’s not the best method. Because, uh…you kind of…pushed me over the edge?” He said, tentatively.

 

[Poprockz]

Her eyebrows raised at him when he started talking about disorders and stuff. He couldn't possibly think that jerking off too much would give him some kind of weird mental disease did he? Half the dudes she knew boasted about getting off in the school bathrooms even, though she supposed it could be argued that most guys who did that had shit personalities anyway.

Part of her wondered whether she wasn't particularly attractive to him, and he was just backed up. That this was the reason he needed to get off twice that same morning. It pricked at her insecurities and she didn't like the thought one bit. Whatever. Regardless of whether he thought she was hotter than other girls, he had practically been drooling over her tits a moment ago, so maybe she shouldn't dwell on such things.

"Huh."

That remark was all he got in response before her tits enveloped him once more and she started in on him. She would have put her mouth on him just to make him swoon, but the lotion tasted incredibly bitter and she didn't want that all over her tongue. One the very tip of his cock was safe from the lotion, so she merely played with it whenever it got close enough to her mouth to do so. Each time, her hot breath could be felt on him as her tongue circled his tip.

"You're lasting pretty long for a virgin," she commented with a teasing glance. "I'm actually a little impressed. Most guys would have busted the second they got a bit of tongue.

 

[dizzylagoon]

Nolan looked visibly nervous, not just because he was painfully inexperienced.
“I…I told you, I’ve done things like this with tons of girls. You just…” he stifled a moan, looking down at her with his best attempt at confidence. “…didn’t believe me!”

In truth, Nolan’s toes were clenching. If she looked up and saw his hands, she’d see that he was gripping on to the couch for dear life. God, she was driving him crazy, but he deeply wanted to impress her.

 

[Poprockz]

Of course she noticed the way he was holding onto the couch like a life preserver, the way his entire body was as taut as a bowstring, the way his thighs would quiver slightly when her tongue would play with his slit. He could say that he had been with loads of women all he wanted, but she would not be convinced.

"Yeah? You've had your cock deep in a woman's pussy? Did you bend her over and stuff yourself in that tight little hole until you filled her up? Or maybe you laid back while she bounced on your dick until you were shooting your thick milk up like a geyser?" Lorelei was having fun with this, making sure to speak in the sexiest tone she could manage. In case he deigned to meet her eyes, she made sure to bite her lip and smolder her gaze at him. Her tits were now slickly moving up and down his shaft as his precum added to the lotion's glide.

She was slightly out of breath now, but she continued nonetheless. "Did you eat her out until she screamed your name or was her mouth too full of your dick? I bet it was real hot in that nice, wet mouth. I bet you came so much that your cum dripped out her nose."

 

[dizzylagoon]

With every honeyed, sensual word, Nolan’s demeanor cracked even further. By the time she finished speaking, he was basically on the edge. He couldn’t bear to look into those gorgeous eyes, challenging him, waiting for his eventual release.

His hips squirmed and writhed, the ecstasy hitting him like waves. Between her words and her actions, his embarrassment and ecstasy only heightened and heightened, until he couldn’t take it.

So he let his head fall back, small moans tumbling from his mouth. He simply didn’t have the sense to hold them. He just couldn’t. But what he did manage to do is let out a weak nod.

“…y-yeah! Fuck, that’s…that’s right…yeah.” At this point, it was more lustful babbling than any good attempt to convince her…but he was far gone. “O-Okay, okay…I’m super close, Lorelei…”

 

[Poprockz]

"Just let it out, Nolan... Mmm... Shoot it right on my tongue..." At that, she leaned more forward and sealed her lips around the head of his dick, quickly circling her tongue around him in an effort to coax him into cumming where she wanted him to. What surprised her was that usually she was more of a spitter than a swallower, but the thought of swallowing his cum was turning her on. Maybe it was the thought of him possibly being flustered by such a thing, or maybe she just wanted to know what it would feel like.

At this point, she felt like it would be more beneficial to use her hands for the final strokes, so she scooped up his dick in both hands and worked his dick like it was the final dash in a marathon. Both hands moved in tandem like a well-oiled machine that's only purpose was his release. If someone were to watch, they might remark that her technique was exceptional, her wrist-movements akin to someone creating erotic pottery with wet clay.