Let me start by saying, I’ve always been the nerdy looking girl throughout my life. The low ponytail, the glasses and my nose in a book, that’s always been me and I’m good with that, you know who else is good with it? The popular guys, the ones that date the bombshells. When they’re on their own, away from their friends and stereotypical girlfriends, they’re looking my way and finding excuses to talk to me expecting me to bow to them and be grateful for their attention, what they don’t expect? The bored tone, the annoyed look and being dismissed. Most run away in embarrassment at being turned down by someone they consider lower than them, but there’s the rare few that stick around and put more effort in, when alone of course.
That’s why Finn was in my coffee shop for the 3rd day in a row, walking along the back wall and looking at the shelves of books. He wasn’t paying attention to them though, his eyes kept flicking to me. He’d wait for the last customer in here to finish his latte and leave, that’s what he did last night too. He’d asked for a “date”, but what he meant was me locking the door, making a couple of coffees here and he’d try to charm me enough to fuck him. Same shit, different day.
But he’d actually caught me on the perfect day, well perfect for him. Fucking shit for me. I’d woken up to a text from my boyfriend or should I say ex-boyfriend? Anyway, Paul thought we should have a break, it was just a coincidence that he was flying to Amsterdam tomorrow for a Stag party. What-the-fuck-ever. If he can go there and fuck prostitutes, then I could stay here and fuck someone with a Nerd girl fetish. It was only fair.
“So Finn, you plannin’ on hiding back there all night?” I was cashing my till up as the door closed signalling the departure of the latte guy.
“I wasn’t hiding.” He shrugged when he stood to the side of me behind the serving counter.
“Uh-huh.” I looked over my glasses at him before looking back at the till. “Just like you wasn’t hidin’ last night either? Or the night before that?”
“Hey, I’m just trying to convince you to go on a date with me.” I could tell he was grinning without even looking at him, he was unknowingly obvious. “It’s not a date when it’s in my coffee shop after closing time,” I faked an exasperated sigh and turned to face him, crossing my arms and by default pushing my tits up. “That my friend is you tryin’ to get laid.” Everytime I tilted my head down to look over my glasses at him I saw him swallow, that’s probably why I did it so much to him.
“Well,” I knew he was searching for the words to tell me I was wrong but he first came here last week with a couple of friends and a tall, long legged redhead hooked on his arm. I’d caught him staring at me a few times when his friends were distracted. “Is that such a bad thing?”
“No, but it’d be better to be upfront about it instead of forcing this “date” line.” My fingers making quotes, moving my arms so quickly had made me do a boob drop which caught his attention more than my sarcasm.
“So if I said I wanna fuck you right here, right now that would be better than asking you out?” He licked his lower lip, not taking his eyes from my protruding nipples.
“I’d say lock the door and close the blinds.” Nodding towards the door and pulling my cardigan off. He almost ran to the door as I undressed, by the time he’d spun the blinds closed I was naked apart from my lace panties, sitting on the edge of the serving counter with my legs spread open. It had been a long time since I’d been this forward but knowing my ex was leaving tomorrow to catch STDs like they were Pokemon spurred me on.
“Holy shit,” His voice barely a whisper as he walked around the tables and chairs to get to me, his eyes looked over every inch of me, from my pierced nipples to my pierced belly button and the tattoos in between. “Are all Nerdy girls this freaky?”
“Ha, Aww sweetie,” I grabbed his jacket and pulled him to me, his chest hit mine. “You have no fucking idea.”
We kissed deeply, no romance just raw need. He squeezed my tits and pinched my nipples, pulling on them making me moan into his mouth. “Strip.” I commanded it of him, pushing him away from me. He was naked in seconds and between my legs even faster. My arms wrapped around him and I dragged my nails down his back, hard enough to mark but not to draw blood. “I need to fuck you.” He growled against my lips but I shook my head.
“This isn’t going to be a fast fuck Finn,” I bit his lower lip. “If you’ve got somewhere you need to be, we stop now because if you decide to stay you won’t be able to leave.” I bit along his jawline, down his neck and over his collar bone then I worked my way back up.
“I’m not leaving.” He moaned into my mouth when I grabbed hold of his cock, it twitched in my hand. “Good, now sit down on that chair.” I nodded to the mahogany chair behind him, I reached under the counter and pulled my cotton scarf free of my coat. I stood in front of him, running the scarf through my fingers and arching an eyebrow at him a silent question. “You wanted the nerd experience sweetie.” I smirked at him and he nodded his head. “Hands behind your back.”
I’d tied him to the chair securely, kissing, licking and biting his shoulders from behind, I slowly worked my way around him. His shoulder, over his chest to his other shoulder. I knelt between his spread legs, my hands on my own thighs, depriving him of my touch for a while longer. “Are you sure you want this? ME?” He swallowed loudly again nodding his head frantically. “Yes, fuck yes.”
I reached up and pulled my brunette hair from it’s bobble, it cascaded over my shoulders. “Fuck I wanna touch you.”
“Tough shit.” I smirked at him over my glasses again, dragging my nails softly up his calves then up his thighs. I took his length into my mouth without hesitation, all the way to the back of my throat but only once, I let it pop from my lips. I kissed, licked and bit his thighs, groin, hips and stomach, everywhere but his cock. Droplets of pre-cum were leaving a trail over his tip. He was grinding his hips trying to get me to pay attention to his cock, his moans were equal parts pleasure and frustration.
“Fuck, suck my cock already! Do something with it!” I grinned at the desperation in his voice. “You wanted the nerd girl experience Finn, I gave you the opportunity to walk away, don’t be a little bitch about it now.”
I slowed right down everytime he growled and squirmed, only when he stilled did I straddle him, letting his cock sit against my seam with the tip of his cock pressed to my clit. I rolled my hips, coating him with the evidence of my own arousal. For the second time tonight I moaned in pleasure, I let him suck my nipple into his mouth, his teeth tugging at the bar of my piercing and his tongue caressing my small hard pink nipple. I could cum just from the heat of his cock, his pre-cum was making my clit slicker.
“Please,” He whispered against my tit. “Fuck me, I need to know what your pussy feels like.” I grinned down at him, then lifted my butt up, position his cock at my entrance and slid slowly onto it, he was stretching me with every inch I took in, our moans mixing. When my clit touched the base I lifted back up slowly, over and over again. I progressively got faster, my hands gripping his shoulders and my nails digging in to him as I rode his cock fast and hard, with every lift I slammed back down and rolled my hips to cause friction on my clit. It was frantic, hard and I came apart around his cock, my pussy clenched around him and milked his cock. He bit my shoulder with a groan, his orgasm had him shuddering with me.
Once I caught my breath I slid off his lap and kneeled between his legs again, this time when I took him into my mouth I didn’t pull away, I sucked our cum from his cock. He’d been half soft but with 3 sucks he was rock hard again, I massaged his balls as I took him to the back of my throat again. I looked up at him, over my glasses and moved my thumb lower to his asshole, putting a small amount of pressure with each swirl making his eyes roll back into his head and his moans becoming guttural. I felt the vain in his cock start to pulse, he was on the verge of cumming so I tipped him over the edge by pushing the tip of my thumb against the centre of his asshole. “Fuck.” He shouted his second orgasm and thrust hard into my mouth, spilling his cum down my throat.
His breathing was heavy, his thighs trembled but he grinned down at me. “Untie me, it’s your. turn.”
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