King if the Tutors (closed)

[TheRPGuru]

King of the Tutors (closed)

Jake was a brilliant guy, when it came to his studies. He could grasp school lessons and reexplain them to himself that made them easy to understand. Being a short and slightly overweight kid he learned quickly that being small was a clear sign to get picked on.

Instead Jake used his ability to gain protection. He started tutoring the jocks in high school, unbelievably the jocks passed every test he tutored them for. It singlehandedly kept the athletic gpa high enough to keep start players playing and keep the team winning.

This served two purposes for Jake. One it made him money, he always charged and the jocks always paid. They didn't even really argue about it, they knew that Jake's methods worked and they paid gladly for them. Nobody got a free pass, if a guy couldn't afford to pay, the team would step up and pay Jake on behalf of their friend.

Secondly, it bought Jake protection. Jake was a nerd, into video games and dungeons and dragons, which he would play at lunch when he could. Being a nerd always got him teased and picked on. But soon after Jake started making the jocks pass their tests, the jocks began to protect him. Anyone that tried to fuck with him, suddenly found themselves surrounded by the football team, or the basketball team. It made Jake's friends happy too because that protection moved to them on Jake's behalf.

Then Jake got to college, he grew taller but still a rather short five foot seven. He lost a bit of weight but he still had about fifteen pounds of extra him around the waist. He kept his brown hair short and spiked, his thin face worked well with the hair style and wire glasses. He wasn't a bad looking guy. He wasn't great looking, but he wasn't a lady magnet.

His biggest fear going into college was that he wouldn't be able to keep his business going. Boy was he wrong. A couple football players from high school had gotten scholarships to the university and word spread of Jake's ability quickly. If anything, business got better and better.

The biggest difference was more people tried to work out deals with him to get free tutoring. Offering up video games, one guy even offered his girlfriend. He offered Jake a blowjob from his girlfriend and that had been a hard offer to turn down. He really only said no because the girl wasn't there to confirm the offer and he didn't feel right taking that deal.

Jake was lonely, horny and he really wanted a girlfriend. Sadly he was still a geek and he didn't know how to talk to girls.

Little did he know that he was about to get his chance.

That afternoon he was sitting in the library, reading stories from Literotica as he pretended to study. The erotic stories allowed him to dream about any woman he wanted in any situation. It was all text too, so it was easy porn to hide in public.

He leaned back in his chair, a pile of textbooks in front of him. Literotica was more interesting than physics to him at the moment though. He might have to go to his dorm and come back later, especially if he kept reading.

 

[BlindKitsune]

Any time the head cheerleader pulls a muscle (or is in Barbados, like last week), Vivian Day is there to step into her shoes. The sophomore is already one of the campus heartthrobs at Ken U, and has been dating the quarterback for almost two months now. She is hardly the image of the stereotypical blonde bimbo; with shoulder length copper hair, cornflower blue eyes, pertly upturned nose and an infectious smile that haunts the dreams of more big men on campus than would willingly own up to it. Instead the occasional drunken conversation focuses more on her toned, tightly muscled body (she is a competitive cheerleader!) and the swell of her bosom which bounces distractingly even in her sports bra during morning practice.

Like most of her teammates she has a super active social life. Parties every weekend, shopping with her friends on Saturday mornings, hanging out after class at the cafe; but fun as that is, she isn't here to major in parties. She's studying vetinary science, and having a real mixed bag of results. Out among the animals during practicals she's a star - she seems to have a real bond with everything cute and furry, a legacy of growing up on the farm back west. It's just the theory she struggles with - the names of the different vessels and chambers, their functions and (ick!) the Greek or Latin names for them all.

Who even speaks Latin any more?

She's heard about Jake from her teammates, and from her boyfriend (who only passed his exams last semester after a few sessions with him). The only problem is... she's broke. She's already overspent from her student loans and her parents aren't exactly flush with money she can borrow - and she'd hate to explain why she needs it. She just couldn't! Hopefully if she explained the situation to him, Jake would be reasonable? She couldn't afford any more conceded passes or she'd lose her loans and have to go home in disgrace. No, she had to find Jake and make him see reason.

Today she was wearing low-heeled tan boots and faded jeans that clung to her legs. Her cream cami was complemented by a matte black vest, while her hair was drawn up into a high ponytail that bobbed with every stride as she turned in to the library. The library - of course it would be the library. Was there a duller place on campus? Traditionally Vivian tried to keep her exposure to its quiet to a minimum, ducking in to borrow the books she needed then retreating to the safety of her Greek house. But you know what they say, if you need to find someone you need to look in their natural habitat and Jake's was definitely here.

She cast a searching glance between the stacks, then cut across to the main study tables. She found a bunch of students there nose-down in their books, and a couple making out behind a stack of books they obviously thought hid them from the librarian up the other end - but no Jake. Rolling her eyes, she walked down past them and "accidentally" bumped the stack with her hip, drawing every eye to the couple as they sprang apart guiltily amid a crash of books. By that point Vivian was already around the corner though, walking quickly away with an expression that wouldn't melt butter on her face. Make out in a public place, you deserve what you get after all. Soooooo tacky! The study desks by the central glassed atrium were next on her hit list, and she thought she'd spotted him once but the brown hair over the desk turned out to belong to some greasy overweight dweeb sneaking Cheetos and reading his comics far away from the sunlight.

At last she spied the corner table and short brown hair done up in spikes. She circled around him carefully, determined to make sure it was actually him instead of just randomly walking up to the table, but sure enough his thin face and wire glasses matched Greg's description of his one-time tutor. He really didn't look like much, but she put her best shy-embarrassed smile on and approached, coming up on the far side of his pile of books.

"Um, hey there," she began. "Are you Jake? Only, I've got a teensy problem with my mark in Bio and I'm told you're the guy to see. Can you help me out?"

 

[TheRPGuru]

A soft voice jerked his gaze from his phone. His breath caught in his throat as the woman before him appeared as if by magic, mostly because she looked exactly as the girl in the story was written. Save for the fact that this girl wasn't naked and getting drilled by a big black cock through a gloryhole. Jake read some interesting material every once in a while.

He sat upright and quickly locked the screen on his phone, setting it down before it could be grabbed away from him. Not that the screen looked like anything but text, it would take quiet a bit of reading to reveal the truth in the words. Instead Jake pushed his glasses up his nose, not that they needed adjustment, it was just a habit of his.

She needed his help, he had heard her, despite not answering immediately. Everyone who came to him needed help. Especially if they were exceptionally pretty. The girl before him had a model's body, tight, firm, yet her womanly shape hinted at the silky smoothness of her skin. Her hair looked soft and shimmered like satin, even pulled into a ponytail as it was. Her breasts, heaved off her chest, made his mouth water and he found it hard to keep his eyes off of them.

Compare the vision of beauty to himself. His spiked hair, probably the best thing about him. He wore a T-shirt that was jet black with white lettering that read "Bloodborne", his current favorite game. Below her view, his faded blue jeans probably five months overdue for replacement. He could afford new jeans, with his tutoring money, he just didn't care much about how he looked. Which probably explained his girl situation.

He took a breath, as if to calm himself and said, "Alright then. My fee is a hundred dollars per test, up to three one hour sessions if needed, but usually it only takes one or two." He pulled out a small notebook from his back pocket and thumbed through the pages. "Let's see, I can get you in as early as nine o'clock tonight. But I am booked through tomorrow, so the next opening would be overmorrow at one thirty."

He set his book down and gave her an easy smile. "What subject do you need?"

 

[BlindKitsune]

Vivian felt herself blanch as he named his price. To Jake a hundred dollars might seem like fair recompense for all his time and effort but to her, right now, it was as far away as the moon. The student loan just never stretched far enough! She tried to save money where she could, but the social whirl was expensive and she was cutting things awfully close to the bone as it was. Greg had the cash, but she couldn't ask him either - the quarterback's parents were old money and the last thing she needed was to give him any reason to put weight in his motger's snide remarks suggesting she was only after his money. There was nothing to do but play to her strengths and hope. She could always go on the Student Diet if she had to (ramen every day and for lunch an apple).

"A hundred?" she began to haggle, twirling a lock of red hair around her fingertips. "That seems like way too much. I'm really not that much of a dummy I swear - I'll probably only need one lesson. If you charge that much for three... I'll pay you thirty dollars each? If it takes four lessons you're making more anyway."

He really wasn't that much to look at up close, a curious mixture between his thin face and the slight paunch at his waist. He wasn't ugly, and at least he showered (thank god, right?) so he wasn't some pizza face she'd have to swallow hard before she looked at, but he was just sort of... meh, you know? But then she was here for his brain, not his body and she scolded herself for letting her mind wander.

"Subject? It's Bio 213, you know it?"

Agricultural Anatomy, it was a required subject for her Vet Sci major and focused on equine, bovine and ovine anatomy. Boring theory stuff. She'd been doing ok at it this semester, but only ok - a bunch of passes and forced passes, so she really needed a credit in her exam on Friday to boost her GPA. And Friday was...

Two days away. Shit.

"It's Wednesday now. May as well get it all over with - can we do nine o'clock tonight?"

It was late, and she'd have to ditch her friends early but she really wanted to make lunch tomorrow with her boyfriend. Maybe one lesson would be enough? It would have to be, even if Jake went for her suggestion - she only had forty dollars to her name and that wouldn't change until she started her new job at the cafe on Sunday. She didn't like the idea, but she had to get more shopping money or she'd stand out from her friends like... well, like Jake with his band shirt. Bloodborne, probably some garage band from wherever he grew up. He didn't sound like a local boy.

The redhead ran her fingers impatiently through her hair, shifting her weight to her other leg in an unconscious move that drew more than a glance from the study desk behind her - and gave away more than she intended. She was nervous for some reason. This was important to her.

 

[TheRPGuru]

Jake sighed and shook his head, "Sorry, the price is the price. It isn't per session, it's per test." He shifted in his seat and dug into his back pocket for a note card he kept of references. He held the card out to her and looked her body up and down again. "I am sorry I cannot help you. There is only one person I would give free lessons too, and that is my girlfriend....If I had one....because...sex." His voice got quiet as he spoke those words.

He jerked upright and stood up, his hand reaching out to hold the card out to her. "Take this, it is a note card with other tutors on campus. All of which are fair cheaper than I am." He jerked the card back and looked at the names on it. "Err....wait a second. Agricultural Anatomy you said?" He didn't think any of his known tutors could teach that subject. "I'd try maybe Matt Malone."

He gave her the card and began to gather up his books, the top text book being Astro-Physics, despite being a freshman he was already taking third and fourth level classes in maybe subjects. During high school he had earned a year of college credits and was basically a sophomore going onto a Junior, while technically being a Freshman still.

He stuffed his items into a backpack and hefted it onto his shoulder. He gave her a regretful smile, "I wish you luck, please understand that as much as I would love to give you a discount, I just can't. These lessons have a reputation, they work, and I know they work, but they are also how I keep myself fed, clothed, stocked with school supplies, and if i gave you a break....Then everyone would want a break."

He frowned and shook his head, "I'm sorry." He shifted and began to walk away. Part of him regretted what he just said, part of him wanted to turn around and offer her a deal. But there was nothing he could think of, unless she would be willing to.....No. There was no way she would, not a girl that good looking.

His mind went to his story, and other stories he had read. Sexual fantasies in which girls traded sex for tutoring. Maybe the beautiful redhead would be willing to show him some stuff in return for his services? Could he possibly ask that of her without sounding like a pig?

He paused and turned around. "Listen....I can't give you a discount....but what if I was willing to trade?" He asked her chewing his lip.

 

[BlindKitsune]

If she looked nervous before, the sight of Jake standing and turning to leave shocked Vivian. She took the notecard he offered her, but she could feel her future start to walk away as he does. This Matt Malone might be a clever guy, but there's a reason everyone she spoke to said to go to Jake. He's the best - and with her exam two days away, she needed "best". She stepped after him as he started walking away, reached out and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Look, Jake..." She hesitated, then gave him an unguarded look of need. "I'm not trying to run a line on you, to get your help cheap just because I want a break. I do get that you make your money this way and I'd pay you the hundred if I could - but I can't!" She fished into the back pocket of her tight jeans and pulled out two twenty-dollar notes, showing them to him. "This is all the money I have right now. I start work on Sunday, and I figure I can make some tips on the day but I can't pay you what I don't have."

She gave him a playful smile of conspiracy, "As is, I figure I'll need to invite myself over to a few dinners if I'm going to eat the rest of this week. But I really do need this - I need to not just pass, but do well at this exam or I fail the whole semester." She had to get him to understand, and where being confident hadn't worked maybe admitting her desperate situation would. He didn't seem like a dick. Maybe he'd see this as like a quest from a story, with the knight and the girl in need?

She was trying to think what she could offer him - could she promise to pay him twice as much later? - when he turned back to her. Maybe her plea had had some effect? She let her hand slide off his shoulder as they were suddenly almost nose-to-nose and gave him an encouraging smile. "A trade? Of course, what did you have in mind? Tickets to the next game? A place on the joint team trip to New York?" She would have to give up her own place for that, but she'd need plenty of money for the trip and it wasn't like he had any shortage.

She didn't like being this openly needy in public, and she could tell that guy over at the next table was trying to listen in, but this was important. "Look, can we... take this conversation somewhere else?" She threw an uncomfortable glance over at the other table, then back to the short-haired boy. "Tell me what you need, that I can get for you. I'm broke, but I have... influence with people." She tosses her hair and smiles cheekily. "I'm sure I can help you out."

 

[TheRPGuru]

Jake listened to her offers for trades, some were generous but none of them interested him. This was something he was thinking long and hard about....this was something his dick was thinking about. He glanced around and agreed with her suggestion that they should go somewhere else. His heart raced as he figured the odds of her accepting his offer while already in the privacy of his dorm room would be far better than if he suggested this in public.

He shrugged, trying to act like he didn't care. He needed her to think that he could simply take or leave the offer. If she said no she would fuck herself, she had just said so. But her saying no literally meant nothing to him. He would lose nothing but a chance to see a boob or two....and possibly a pussy.

"Fine follow me to my room." He told her, turning away to led her towards his dorm. They had to walk through the courtyard of the main campus, Jake marveled at the beautiful day they were having. The grass was a vivid green and the afternoon sun sparkled through the trees to cast glorious shadows on the ground. He also couldn't help but imagine that he was dragging a reluctant girl back to his dorm room as if she were a prize. It was a funny feeling to have and one that he enjoyed, even if it was just in his mind.

His dorm room was on the top floor. Because of his scholarship in academics he was given a private room. No roommate to bother his studies or interrupt any fun he might be having with a girl. The room was the same as the other dorms on campus, only bigger, and he had his own bathroom.

He furnished the bed in the middle of the room with a big fluffy dark blue comforter. Three large pillows in matching pillow cases swelled at the far end of the bed. There was a desk against the wall, with a fancy computer sitting on top. A television was mounted on the wall across from the bed for optimal viewing or what the kids today called "Netflix and Chill".

Jake let her in and shut the door behind them, locking it out of habit. With a flick of his wrist his backpack sailed into the corner as if he had done it a hundred times before. "Welcome to my home. I guess." He smiled at her, then blushed and moved around to sit on the edge of his bed.

"I don't know how to really say this. I am terrible with girls...shockingly right. But here is my offer." He looked at her and narrowed his eyes. "Vivian right? Your name is Vivian?"

He nodded and took a deep breath. "I'm a virgin Vivian." He told her. He held his hand up and shook his head, "Before you say anything. I'm not so crazy as to ask for sex in exchange for lessons. That would be absurd. But...I uh...maybe you could....Look I've never seen a girl naked before. I'll make sure you pass your test if you maybe...let me see you naked for a bit...maybe let me I don't know....stroke myself to your body?"

He coughed and blushed. "I won't touch you and you can keep your eyes closed if you want. Other than being nude you wouldn't have to do anything." He looked at her. "Help me out and I help you out. Besides I won't have to worry about you telling anyone I gave you a free lesson then, because I doubt you will tell anyone what you let me do. Sounds fair right?"

His heart hammered a million miles a minute as he expected her to punch him in the face, or run screaming.

 

[BlindKitsune]

The charms of the beautiful day were somewhat lost on the frustrated girl dragging her heels in Jake's wake. When she'd asked to go somewhere more private to talk, she meant like... another quieter corner, or off in the stacks or something. Somewhere she could be at her most persuasive without having everyone and their pet labradoodle listening in. Somewhere she could retain some of her pride, even if she (ulp) had to get to begging. Not... this! Instead she had to follow him through the central quad and down the row of manicured pines like a misbehaving student. She felt like that time Mr Meller had told her off in grade school for not doing her homework, and she felt her bottom lip stick out in memory before her sense of the ridiculous took over and she laughed.

This broke some of the tension, and she looked around with interest as they moved indoors and away from the sunshine. She hadn't seen the inside of a dorm since early in her own freshman year - since rushing she'd been Greek all the way - but this didn't look as dingy as she remembered. The staircases were still boring, with nothing to look at but bare brick or his butt three steps ahead, but there were posters and things on the walls. Some of them she even recognized, and she felt less like she was in geek hell by the time they reached his room. Plenty of people had seen them together, but thankfully this was one place where his reputation would serve them well. Jake... and Viv? Heading for his room? Alone?

Obviously it was for catchup lessons on something - duh!

She followed him through the door, standing in the middle of the two-toned rug at it he foot of the bed while he closed the door behind her. Actually he was kind of sweet, with a touch of chivalry like that. Maybe she'd forgive him for taking her request for privacy to extremes after all - though she was bound to miss lunch with her friends now. The room was also bigger than she remembered hers being, and only one bed! Someone was living the good life, even if he was stuck in dozy dormville.

She flashed him a smile as he welcomed her, stepping gracefully out of his way as he made his way to sit down. "Thanks Jake, you have a nice place here. All your tutoring is paying off I see," she nodded to the flashy new computer. Technical she was not, but she knew new and expensive when she saw it. She hadn't realized she'd just assumed he would know who she was, but as it turned out he did know her and she felt her hopes rise. Maybe it would work out after all - did he want the tickets? Or was the idea of hanging out with cheerleaders and the football team for a week what had won him over? Then he made his pitch, and she froze.

Her lovely tanned face was an absolute picture as a thousand thoughts sprang to life and careered around behind her blue eyes. He wanted what? God no! What kind of girl did he think she- but if she said no, she was fucked. She'd lose everything. But to be like... that, all exposed, with him? What would people say? What would Greg say? They'd think she was some kind of whore! But would he tell anyone? Wouldn't that ruin his perfect record of pay only, no free lunches? Hah, he probably extorted other girls all the time - look how quick he'd been to get her up here. And anyway even if he was telling the truth about that, would he really keep quiet about it? Would he ever, he'd be bragging about it to all his nerdy friends at their table games and soon everyone would know!

She gave him a furious look and opened up her mouth to tell him exactly what she thought of his creepy deal, "Okay." What? Was that little voice even hers? She went on, her voice growing in passion after that one impossible concession. "But only once. I'll come back - here, I guess? - at nine, show you what a real girl looks like and that's it, got it? You do not touch me, I do not have to look at you jerking off, and you don't dare breathe a word of this to anyone, even your best friends. If this gets out it will be mortifying for me, but I'll just deny it." Who would everybody believe?

"Deal?" Still glaring, pacing restlessly between the door and the bed but not taking her eyes off him as though he might lunge at her or something. How could she have thought he was sweet? He was just like those pervs at high school who kept trying to peek in the girls' locker room. God!

 

[TheRPGuru]

There was an air of tension running through the room as he left his offer float on the wind. His entire body felt tense and his stomach churned. She was going to say no, she was a decent enough girl, sweet and not at all slutty, at least from what Jake had heard. So she was going to say no, then she would leave the room and that would be the last of it.

Yet she didn't say no. That look on her face, as if about to be outraged, faded and what remained was a girl defeated and willing to do anything to make sure she had a future. Jake instantly felt bad about it. She had no choice but to come to him, and basically do whatever he wanted in return for his tutoring. It hit him in the gut and for a moment he thought about giving it up and just sending her on her way.

But she was there agreeing to him and giving him conditions about it. She was willing and as she spoke him, his eyes roamed over her tight and really stunning body. He was going to get to see that naked, like a model in the flesh. He might never get this chance.

He stood up and nodded, "I wouldn't dare tell anyone. If the word got out I might have to offer everyone this kind of thing. I don't want that, I would end up doing so much tutoring that I would never have free time again." He smiled. "I'm sorry about this. I don't want you to feel degraded but I had to put something so extreme on the table that made the 100 dollars a better option."

He shrugged and led her to the door, opening it for her. "I will see you tonight at nine. Be sure to bring your school book and some notebook paper for the exercises we will run through."

After she was gone Jake turned around and pumped his fist in excitement. He was going to see boobs and everything! He couldn't believe it! He couldn't wait

Quickly he darted over to the computer and began studying up on her subject. He would need to blow her mind with this lesson in order for her to make it feel worth it to her. He didn't want her screaming rip off or anything. He was going to make sure she aced her test.

 

[BlindKitsune]

Vivian stormed out of the dorm room - or tried to. She was brought up short by the locked door and threw Jake a withering look that failed to cover the high colour in her cheeks as their words danced around in her head. He wanted... and she'd said... and he'd said... The cheerleader flung open the slide-lock and the door in two swift motions, stalking down the corridor with a blind glare that warded off anyone from challenging her, or asking her anything. She practically flew down the stairs and out onto the paths between the trees. She wasn't really going back, was she?

Come nine o'clock he could wait all he wanted, she would have the last laugh... all the way back to her parents' farm. She hissed as she rounded a corner and almost made the girl looking at her phone there jump out of her skin. Even in her furious embarrassment the copper-haired beauty hadn't lost her manners and she apologized without thinking about it and walked around her with quick angry steps. It took a good thirty minutes for her to calm down, and then she had class and the desk-time helped to settle her emotions. She had to go through with this - she had no other choice.

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Six hours, three classes and two showers later, it was a very different Vivian Day who rapped her knuckles on the door to his dorm room. She was a few minutes early, but if he had another class he needed to finish up that might help reassure her that he knew his stuff and she was doing the right thing. She'd told her friends on the team that she'd asked her parents for the money and they'd come through quickly. With Greg she'd shrugged like the money was no big deal and they'd made dinner plans for Sunday night. She should have her tips by then, but it wasn't like she expected to pay when they were out on a date.

She'd dressed with every bit as much care tonight as she usually did for a date, though with different thoughts in mind. She was very much aware that anything she put on was coming off tonight, so she hadn't bothered with anything fancy - but even her casual wear was chosen to show off a body honed by years of regular training, practice and cheers. Her russet locks were loose around her shoulders tonight, complemented by a cute white knit hat. Her shoulders were bare save for the two thin straps of a crimson halter top that dipped low at the front, and didn't quite meet the top of her pants. Below a narrow stretch of taut, tanned stomach she wore another pair of hip-hugging faded jeans, this pair black (or more of a charcoal really). Finally a pair of strappy heeled sandals, black to match her pants.

Was she really dressing up for him? Maybe, but through the hours between their last meeting she'd faced the facts - he was doing her a favor, even if she hated what she had to do to pay her side of the bargain. She'd been fuming when she left, but she wanted to stay on good terms with him. If nothing else, she might need two or even three lessons to lift her grade and she wanted him motivated to help, not just going through the motions after she did what she'd agreed.

She kicked her heels nervously, restlessly outside his door and then knocked again as her I Love NY shoulder bag swayed against her thigh. Was he even home?

 

[TheRPGuru]

He studied that evening, not for a class that he had, but rather for Vivian's. He had a couple of connections with the staff because they knew he tutored and they knew he was smart enough to handle having access to lesson plans. So with a simple E-mail request he was sent the material that Vivian would be expected to know for her upcoming test. Jake spent three hours reading the text, and putting the material together in a lesson plan for tonight.

Biology wasn't exactly a subject that could be broken down the same way the mathematics could. No simple steps, instead it was about being able to recall knowledge. Jake typically used a student's everyday habits to create an association exercise. For example he would compare the anatomy of a cell to comparable things on a cell phone. Cell, and cell phone, association. It worked.

After he put her lesson plan together, he decided to clean up a bit. He vacuumed the room, dusted, and sprayed Fabreeze Fresh Scent everywhere. Then he jumped in the shower to clean himself. If he was going to jerk off in front of her, he could at least have a clean dick.

He finished his shower a few minutes before nine and as he was combing his hair, he heard the knock on the door. He panicked, never knowing a student to show up early for a lesson. He ran around the room quickly, grabbing a button up burgundy shirt, and black slacks. She knocked again as he hopped on one foot toward the door, trying to pull his pants up at the same time.

As he reached the door he lost his balance and fell against the door with a thud. "OW!" He groaned, finishing pulled up his zipper. He pushed away from the door and opened it.

Vivian stood there looking absolutely drop dead sexy. He had never seen a girl dressed in such a way that it would be so easy to take off. Clearly Vivian had every intention of giving him what he wanted. But in the meantime his eyes could have an appetizer of her cleavage and bare shoulders. Her skin looked so soft and smooth he felt he would soon come to regret not being able to touch her.

He smiled, "Hello Vivian. Please come in." He wanted to say how beautiful she looked, but he didn't want to seem creepy about it. She was beautiful but she only looked this good for him because he made her, so he wasn't about to bring it up so bringing it up might be in bad taste.

Once she was inside the room, he shut and locked the door. "So I've been studying up on what your Professor expects you to know for this upcoming test." He told her gesturing towards the desk. He had set up an extra chair for her to sit beside him while he explain everything. "I have prepared a lesson for you that I think might make things easier to remember and work out for the exam."

Jake and Vivian sat at the desk, and it was very clear that Jake put a lot of time into her needs. It was becoming more and more clear as he began his lesson as to why he charged so much. He explained things clearly and slowly, making sure she could repeat things back to him as needed. He used all his tricks to give her information not only in a way everyone could understand, but also in a way that would make it easy to remember when it came up in an exam question.

The lesson went on for two and a half hours, until finally not only was he finished but Vivian had spent the last half hour reciting all he answers she would need from the exam. Jake smiled and closed the textbook on the desk. "Ta-da!" He said calmly. "I do believe you are now going to ace this test with flying colors." He smiled at her and nudged her with his elbow. "You might even get the extra credit too." He teased.

He stood up and began to put the notebooks, and textbooks away on his shelf. His heart began to pound as now he needed to ask her to do as she promised, and honestly he was scared about it. It felt wrong and weird to simply turn to her and say "get naked." So he chewed his lip and pushed his chair in.

"Okay.....umm....now I uh...shit." He muttered. "I guess it is my turn for a lesson." He took a deep breath. "How to look at a girl properly...." His voice trailed off as he left the word naked out of it.

He cleared his throat and asked, "How um...how do you want to do this? You can lie on the bed and I can stand at the edge, or....I don't know."

Despite being nervous he felt himself getting hard and excited in his pants. His cock quickly growing to make a tent in his slacks, though it didn't take much for him. Jake was unaware of it in that moment. But the cock that dangled between his legs was of stunning size compared to most other men. He never measured it but it was an easy nine inch pole when fully erect, thick too. His shaft had three very distinct veins that zigzagged down his length, stopping about an inch from the fat muchroom head of his tip. Those veins ran along either side and along the top of him. The underside of his shaft was for the swollen urethra tube that looked more like a sperm cannon. His cock was more like a weapon than a sex organ.

But of course he didn't know that yet.

His excitement and nerves made him hard in his pants, and if he didn't take his dick out soon, the zipper was going to cut into him. He watched Vivian carefully and took deep breaths to try and keep from getting too excited too soon. His fingers fought the urge to take his cock out first, part of the deal was that she wouldn't have to see it if she didn't want too.

 

[BlindKitsune]

When she was kicking her heels outside his door, Vivian had been dreading the tutorial almost as much as she had been her payment. Ok maybe not quite that bad and she knew it was important but it was all so booooring and she wasn't looking forward to a couple of hours of being constantly corrected and looked at like she was dumb as she floundered about looking for the right word for a sheep's optic nerve or something. She wasn't dumb! But Jake didn't treat her that way at all. Somehow he made the same material the teacher had been blathering on about for months come to life, and apart from the occasional flattering glance at her outfit he barely seemed to be be aware of their deal let alone the uncomfortable crowing she'd so feared. Actually he looked kind of nice, like he'd actually dressed up for this and she dimpled at the thought. Maybe he did have a sweet side.

It was eleven thirty by the time they finally wrapped up, and as Vivian ran through the last few terms for the muscles that controlled eye movement - the mnemonics keyed to filters on her smart phone camera, naturally) she looked for and received his nod of approval and flashed him a dazzling happy smile. She'd only hoped to do well enough to scrape by, but maybe he was right. She did feel like she could ace this material now! She hadn't really focused on why the Prof had praised her good initiative this afternoon in class, but if he'd known she'd gone to Jake it made some sense. She knew the words, and how they interrelated. She could do this!

Which led, naturally enough, to doing the other hardest thing in her life. She watched as he put away the text books, the words unsaid the large grey elephant in the room. She argued with herself, a large part of her just wanting to run for it, but by the time he made his awkward request for a lesson had won out. He'd played her fair after all, taught her the material so quickly she hadn't thought it was possible since he knew she needed it. He hadn't insisted on payment at the start of the lesson either which she'd been half prepared for. It would probably have made things awkward between them for the rest of the session; this way she could leave as soon as he was done, and not have to face him again until she was ready. It was a considerate gesture, and it helped her decide that if they were going to do this, just this once, they may as well do it properly.

"Alright," she said softly, doing her best to ignore the colour rising in her cheeks. Vivian abandoned her New York bag over at the desk they'd been working at and swayed her way across the room, brushing past him where he stood by the shelves. His bed was her space now, and she perched on it's edge and bent low to remove first one sandal, then the other. Only then did she shoot him a tiny smile to hint that the glimpse he'd had down her top was entirely deliberate - she wasn't a slut, but she wanted to make this special for him after all he'd said about his inexperience around girls.

Next was her top, and she slipped each strap off her shoulders before reaching down, crossing her wrists and drawing it up and over her head in one smooth movement. She paused then and shot him a far less assured glance as her cheeks began to flush once more, her matching red lacy bra supporting, but not concealing her full C-cup breasts. She hadn't ever expected to be doing this before today, and she kept going before she lost her courage. Standing, unclasping her belt and tugging her tight jeans down and off her ass, she sat back on his bed and leaned back against the sheets as she peeled the clingy denim from her legs.

She wasn't looking at him now, couldn't look at him as her pants joined her top on the floor and she retreated into the middle of his bed, piling up his pillows behind her back. Her panties, of course, were also crimson and lacy with a winged motif in the thin band of material that cradled her hips. Slowly she drew her hands up behind her head, letting him see what little she was wearing... and all that she wasn't.

"Just give me a moment, please," she said and closed her soft blue eyes.

She could do this, she could. All she had to do was reach up behind her like... that, her chest thrust forward as she unclasped the catch of her bra and let it fall onto his sheets - the first ever, from what he'd said. Even without the support,her breasts, exposed, scarcely dipped. She instinctively moved to shield her pert pink nipples from his gaze, then slowly drew her hands away as they began to peak in the cool air of the evening. It was getting late, but inside she was bubbling with a complicated cocktail of nerves and... excitement? She couldn't believe she was doing this!

 

[TheRPGuru]

Watching her disrobe was the most erotic experience of his life. All those hints at her flesh that he had gotten throughout the night by her blouse. Hell all the hints at flesh he got from every girl in his day to day life, all of it became personified and embodied within Vivian as the mystery of a woman's naked body slowly revealed itself to him.

She moved slow, removing each article of clothing deliberately and precisely. Jake found himself holding his breath, especially when her top came off, revealing a flat and firm tummy. Jake loved a girl with a good midsection and Vivian didn't disappoint him in this regard.

His eyes roamed over the perfect cream of her skin as she shifted herself onto the bed. His hands went to his pants and dug oUT his cock before he became too big for comfort. It occurred to him as she pulled away her bra and revealed her incredibly firm, full, and perky breasts that he was also very exposed to her. She could accidently look at his cock and maybe laugh at his size or something.

Jake had no comparison to other guys in that department. For all he knew, nine inches was nothing to a girl. But there was no worrying about it now. Besides she looked like she was trying very hard not to look at him.

As she settled into the bed, he moved to the end of the bed, his cock pointed out over her body like a dangerous weapon. Gently he grabbed himself and began pumping his fist, his eyes moving over her every inch, memorizing her, taking photos with his mind so that he would always remember this moment. He stroked himself slowly at first.

The more he stroked though, the more his mind played into the fantasy of Vivian fucking him. The way she had her head turned just away from him, made him imagine her writhing in pleasure on his cock. He pictured what it would be like to be inside of her hot and warmth tunnel, filling her.

His fist moved faster and faster. He didn't realize at that moment but his fist was pumping his cock with enough force that very small and very light droplets of his precum were flicking out onto her belly and thighs.

He grunted as his balls tensed. Suddenly he gasped in horror and pleasure. In all his planning for this moment he never took the thought to figure out what he would do with his spunk. Before he could stop himself, his orgasm ripping through him as his cock jerked. The first thick, huge, and hot rope of semen splashed onto her body I'm a huge line that went from between her breasts to her belly button.

Jake watched it slow-MO as her eyes popped open wide as if realizing what was happening. Then he saw more of his seed squirted out onto her stomach. He jerked away from her, sending jizz across the floor. He cried out as more cum dribbled from him and landed on the top that she had left on the floor.

He tumbled to the ground in horror of what he had done and scrambled to the bathroom as fast as he could. In a panic he grabbed a towel off the rack and rushed it to her.

"Oh god no! Vivian No! I'm sorry I'm so sorry!" He cried in terror. There was so much panic on his face as he gave Vivian the towel that he was unaware that his still nearly fully erect cock was bobbing in front of him and practically in front of her face.

 

[BlindKitsune]

Her eyes closed, Vivian was determinedly trying to imagine that she was somewhere else, slowly stripping and flaunting her body for someone else. That soft whisper of movement, that was Greg standing and staring at her writhing on his bed. You like that, Greg? Well watch this! She arched upwards, hooking her fingers into the back of her panties then drew it down her parted thighs. Pulling her knees up and through until she tugged the lacy scrap off over her left foot and flicked it over- well, somewhere. She couldn't see where with her eyes shut, but she imagined it striking her boyfriend's leg, brushing him with her warmth before wafting tantalizingly down his leg.

Of course from where Jake stood, he had a perfect view of her pussy; the pouty outer lips, the paler, thinner inner lips and the close-trimmed vee of copper down.
The vee seemed almost like an arrow. Look Jake, it said! Look at me and see a real vagina! See the clitoris, just peeking out from its hood! In her head the mixed impressions of what she was doing and who exactly she was doing it for wove together, setting her to squirming gently, bare skin hot against the cool sheets. She could feel herself getting hotter, she could hear the soft motion as Jake stroked his dick, and she could feel tiny beads of moisture on her thighs and belly - though she put that down to her excitement as well.

She swallowed, shifted again, kept herself uncovered as the soft sounds came faster and she heard him grunt, closer than she'd realized. When the first thick spray of his cream splattered hot from boobs to belly she knew immediately what had happened. She gasped in outrage, eyes flashing open and turning despite themselves to see his dick spurt again, this load landing on her stomach. His huge dick, inches longer than the biggest she's seen and more than two inches thick. She's still furious - of course she is - but the surprise takes the edge off her anger until the last spurt lands directly on her top. "For fuck's sake!"

She snatched the towel from his hand, tore her eyes away from the rock-hard cock swaying before them and jumped to her feet. "This was not part of the deal!" Nor would she ever have agreed to it. The fiery naked girl wiped herself off with the towel, clearing his thick seed off her creamy skin. "I am not walking out of here with you on me. I'm taking a shower - clean that off as well as you can!" Her back stiff with outrage, Vivian stabbed a finger at the soiled crimson top, dumped the towel in a heap beside it and stalked off through the bathroom door, magnificent in her fury - and from behind.

She turned the water in the shower up almost scaldingly hot and put her hair up by the simple expedient of sliding two random pencils he'd left in the bathroom through her hair. At this hour her hair would take ages to dry and she wasn't going to hang around here that long! As the room filled with steam she stepped into the shower and began to scrub herself with short angry motions... which began to slow. Out from under the embarrassing exposure to his eyes, it was harder to keep her mind away from what she'd seen. From the honest shock on his face, and from the surprisingly manly girth of his penis. No, of his cock. Those last few drops falling from the tip after he'd shot his load all over her, and she gave an excited shiver as she remembered the feel of him, hot on her skin. Her hands stilled on her flanks, then came up to cup her breasts as she remembered the huge erection she'd inspired. Teasing her body gently as she reconnected to that thrill of pleasure still flickering within and her anger began to fade.

 

[BlindKitsune]

... (lit bug)

 

[TheRPGuru]

Jake scrambled to his feet with her top firmly in hand. He felt terrible, guilty and like a genuine asshole. He hadn't thought this all through, clearly. Instead he had been so excited to see a real naked girl that was letting him jerk off over her, that he never thought about cumming and where his seed would end up if he didn't take precautions.

He hated himself for this. Him, the guy who was so crazy prepared for things, he had fucked the pooch badly. God he didn't know what he was going to do about this. Much less, he had no idea what Vivian was going to do to him.

He held up her top and looked at the big white streak of nut across the front of it. He didn't think this was going to come out. I had a Tide stick and some stain remover but he wasn't sure they were designed to clean jizz off something so delicate.

Spreading her top on the bed spread, Jake realized his limp dick was still flopping about outside his fly. Quickly he tucked his cock away and then grabbed a wad of paper towel. He sprayed and he rubbed, he cleaned and he scrubbed, but the best he could do was leave a white steak of something dry and crusty across her top. There was no denying what it looked like.

He slumped and went to his dress to dig her out a T-shirt for her to wear back home. God there was going to be no way he could say sorry enough. Now that he thought about it. She was taking a god awful long time in the shower. What was she doing in there? Oh fuck, was she that disgusted with him?

He sighed and put his face in his hands. He would never get to be with a girl again.

 

[BlindKitsune]

In Jake's shower, Vivian slowly turned under the steaming water to let it reach every part of her body - and she did mean every part. She lifted one breast and then the other up to the fountainhead, squeezing the ripe mounds. Images kept flashing through her head, the images she tried to hang onto - the memory of seeing her boyfriend's dick the weekend before, of wrapping her hand around it. They kept being replaced by more recent ones - the sight of Jake's cock two inches from her nose, so thick and hard. The sight and feel of his load across her body, that shocked and outraged her then, now gives her a delightful shiver in memory.

She runs her fingers down from the bottom of her chest and across her stomach, her skin alive with feeling. Despite anything she could have expected, that was kind of... hot. Jake was kind of sexy, even if he was seriously awkward around girls. He was even kind of sweet sometimes, for a dick.

And what a dick. She's never seen one like his before.

Already excited from being naked in a "safe" stranger's apartment, she kept going back to her memory from the bedroom earlier. Her fingertips crept down to fondle her downy red hair, then played around her upper lips. The wetness of the shower was gradually being joined by her own natural moisture and she groaned softly - then paused as a thought floated up through her lust-fogged mind. What was she doing?

In the other room Jake could hear the water shut off. The sound of the shower curtain being pulled aside would be no surprise either, but in a remarkably short time the bathroom door swung open and the naked cheerleader stepped out and leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed below her breasts and still dripping water onto the floor.

Something was... different about her, she seemed less tense. She was looking directly at him, but didn't seem to be as angry. If she was angry. Was that... a smile? It was, if a lazy half-smile.

"Don't ever surprise me like that again, ok? I do believe you didn't mean to do it though, and I guess it is kind of flattering," in a way. She threw a sneaky glance back at his crotch, but he'd put his pants on properly since she stormed off. That was a shame.

She walked over and sat on the bed right by where he'd had his... accident, and leaned back on one elbow, exposing the whole of her front to him from her head to her toes. "Why don't you make it up to me? Jake... you said you've never seen a naked girl before. Does that mean you've never tasted one?"

 

[TheRPGuru]

Jake sat there vibrating his leg, the nerves were getting him so badly that he wanted to press himself against the bathroom door and cry out how sorry he was to her. He didn't do that of course, he didn't want to push his luck or press the issue with her. Plus he didn't have the time to do it anyway, the water turned off.

She was coming and he felt his entire body go tense as he heard her step out of the shower. He didn't know what to expect when the bathroom door jerked open. Yelling, screaming, a girl wrapped in an angry towel, perhaps even a stormy march toward him until a hand crossed his face violently.

He opened his mouth to apologize as the door opened, but the words were cut out of him before they even got breath. Vivian stood there naked, not just naked, but naked and confident. She stormed toward him, with each step that brought her closer, Jake's eyes widened.

To his surprise she plopped down naked beside him and still made no attempt to cover herself. She explained that she had just been surprised by what he had done and again he croaked an apology. But it didn't come out very well as he couldn't take his eyes off her body. Her absolutely stunning body.

Then Vivian dropped the bomb. She leaned back on her elbow, sort of spreading herself back out again to his gaze, and asked if he had never seen a girl naked before then that meant he hadn't tasted one either. The words came with added meaning as her thighs did a sort of small sway apart.

"I uh...." Jake said softly, still expecting anger at any moment. "No I haven't.....not tasted....not touched.....been touched." He sighed and shook his head. "That is one thing I'm clearly not very smart about."

He glanced back at her, giving her face his attention for the first real time since she got very naked and there became other options to enjoy with his eyes. "Vivian I....what are you asking?" He asked dumbfounded.

 

[BlindKitsune]

Seeing his eyes rise to meet hers instead of being fixed on her breasts or below, Vivian relaxes and gives him a direct smile. Then immediately sets out to test his focus with a shrug that boosts her full chest back up into his line of sight. Fresh from the shower and her hands, her nipples are swollen and perky, almost begging to be touched.

"It's simple Jake," she began. "We had a deal, that you could see my body and you'd help save me from a bad exam. You did your part, I did mine... all done, right? All debts paid and I go off on my way and leave you with good memories. At least, I hope they were good." She grins at him quickly, the animated vixen she shows her team mates rather than the blazing fury from before. "That was all it was supposed to be."

She looks down at herself, then up again with a light blush in her cheeks. "I wasn't supposed to get turned on." There, she's said it and the world hadn't ended. "I think that was part of why I was so angry, at myself. But since we're here, and we're never going to talk about tonight anyway..." the cheerleader took a deep breath and forced the words past her teeth, "could I maybe see your cock again? I only saw it for a moment but it's really long and thick," her voice turning dreamy as she dwelt on the mental image she'd touched herself to in the shower. "I'd really like to see it again. To touch it. And maybe I could teach you something about pleasing a girl, with your hands and mouth?"

"I'm horny," she admits with that fetching blush, before her smile turns naughty. "Plus, it's a skill that would put you one up on half the sporting teams on campus, from what I hear. That is, if you're as good a student as you are a teacher?" That challenge thrown down, she dropped her hands to her breasts and went back to teasing and cupping them, leaning down to taste a stray drop of water from one swollen peak with a flick of her tongue. Her eyes stayed on his as the flame-haired beauty pleasured herself atop Jake's tangled sheets, a smile playing around her lips.

She was coming to enjoy her effect on him.

 

[TheRPGuru]

Jake watched her in disbelief. What the fuck was even happening right now? He thought he was in so much trouble, and yet everything was the opposite. She wanted to see his dick again. She said he was big and thick and she wanted to see it again. He was dumbfounded.

As she spoke her hands moved over her body, caressing herself in ways he could only wish about. Her cupped her breasts and teased them before his eyes, making his mouth water. He took a breath and felt blood starting to refill his shaft.

She said it was big and thick.

"I'm a fantastic student." He said absently, unable to remove his gaze from her. He took a deep breath and stood up before her. "Vivian are you...?" He couldn't finish the question. Seeing her laid out, props up on her elbows with her legs parted just enough....it was like she was inviting him to fuck her.

It was here that Jake found himself at a crossroads. He could be a gentleman and send her packing, the deals had bent fulfilled and to go further now might be considered playing on her arousal high. In some circles, going further could be considered very wrong.

On the other hand she was a fucking stunningly hot girl. Jake would never get this chance again, just looking at her gave him a trouser tent. He wasn't exactly barring the door to keep the ladies out, this might be his chance.

So Jake made a decision that would chance his life, one way or the other.

He opened his pants and pulled his mostly hard cock out in front of her, letting his trousers fall to his ankles.

 

[BlindKitsune]

Asking him to fuck her, Vivian was not... but rather than trying to just get this over with, she was excited. Sure it was probably partly the thrill and the sheer naughtiness of what she'd already done with her unlikely lover, but he was different to how she'd expected. Not just in what he kept in his pants either, though it was definitely a man's equipment - looking even bigger where it hung above his skinny legs.

She crawled over to the edge of the bed and swung her legs down, curling her toes in the sheet where it mounded there. Seen up close his cock was nine inches long easily, thick, with a swollen purple head at the end of his veiny shaft. Dipping her head lower she could see the swollen tube down his underside and her eyes widened at the size of it.

"Holy shit," she exclaimed, then threw a glance up at his face and laughed. "No wonder you covered me with so much stuff!" And here she was acting just like guys did - like he did, staring at his body. She smiled up at him and shook her head. "You're really something special Jake... you have no idea, do you?"

Her blue eyes kindled as she looked back down at his hardening shaft, pointing at her as it demanded her attention. "I hope you don't mind if I..." She lifted her hand and wrapped her fingers around him at the base. He felt so heavy in her grip, so much larger than- No. She turned her thoughts determinedly away from Greg. She wouldn't think about him here, not any more.

She lifted him up and could still feel him hardening against her sensitive palm as she watched his swollen balls sway - then ran her fingers lightly over his shaft, exploring the feel of it before she settled in to long, smooth strokes along his length.

"You surprised me last time," the cheerleader said. "But this time I want to see you spurt. I want to help you spurt, and then I'll teach you how to tease a girl with your hands and mouth." The cheerleader is getting increasingly excited, cheeks warm and her eyes bright and feverish. "I want to come too... I want you to make me come, Jake."

 

[TheRPGuru]

Jake held his breath waiting to see her reaction. He expected a giggle or a snort or something. He had no idea what his cock really looked like to her, but he watched her shift closer to the edge of the bed, her eyes locked on his cock. He held perfectly still so she didn't jerk away as if she was a bird or something.

He couldn't believe this was going so far. He had expected her to run out the door the moment she could. Instead she leaned closer to his cock with a look of fascination.

"Holy shit!" She cried, causing him to jump. She almost chuckled as she mentioned how much cum he had painted her body with. It made him turn red but she assured him that he was something special and he looked down in surprise.

"Really?" He asked.

His eyes widened as she brought her hand up slowly. Was she gonna touch him? His cock jerked a moment before her hand wrapped around the base. His breath came out in a long hiss of pleasure. A girl was holding his dick. A real life girl was holding him, not a dream, not a video, not a pocket pussy, a real live and very beautiful girl.

Dear god! He felt his cock throb in her hand as her soft palm slid up his shaft. If he hadn't just blown his load on her belly, he would have blown right then. Slowly her hand seemed to explore him, feeling his veins and the muscles of his shaft.

Back and forth her hand moved. She told him she wanted to see him spurt, her voice so soft and erotic as she spoke.

"Vivian i..." He breathed, her words causing his cock to swell in her grip. A shinning glob of clear and slippery pre cum seemed out of his tip. Her hand continued to slid back and forth along his shaft and he felt like he was going to loose his mind.