Nerdy Girl Episode 5: Choose Wisely

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Kathryn and I walk out of the bathroom into the bedroom, still naked from our post-shower sex. I find my clothes while she digs into a drawer and puts on fresh panties and a bra. She steps into a pair of pants and rummages through her closet for a shirt while I dress in my pants and the shirt she lent me last night.I had her figured for a boxed-macaroni and pop-tart kind of girl, but after last night’s dinner and this morning’s real cooked and tasty breakfast, I realize she likes cooking, mostly because of the nerdy science of temperatures and measurements and complementary flavors and textures.After cleaning up, I ask her, “When do you need to leave for the book store?”“Oh, not till almost eleven. Why? Do you want to have sex again?”“Ummm, no…”“Hmmmph, okay.”“I mean, that’s not what I was thinking.”“A guy not thinking about sex. Well, that’s a new one,” she teases.“Well, not all the time, And I don’t just want to treat you like an object.” That scored bonus points, right? “And I’m so disappointed that I wasn’t able to finish the space adventure show last night… just one more episode, right?”“Sure, if you want.”So, we flop down on the couch together and turn on the TV. Kathryn graciously offers to re-watch the last few minutes of episode two to let me catch up, then we get through the third one. When it’s over, I thank her for the show, and breakfast… and dinner last night… and oh yeah, the sex.“Yeah, about that,” she starts, turning sideways to face me and flop her legs over mine. “I’m glad we did it. I wanted to, and I figured last night, what better opportunity? Now that I know that you didn’t do it, well, just to do it… I mean, this morning you didn’t regret it and wanted more…” she trails off, uncharacteristically.“Yes…?”“Well, to be blunt… there’s more where that came from.” She smiles.Is she offering herself for some other time, or does she mean now? I start tentatively. “So, after breakfast when I asked what time you had to leave, you wondered if I wanted sex again.”“Um, welllll…”“And, ‘more where that came from’ means… sometime… or now?”“What do you suggest?”“I don’t know if we have time.”“Well, we could do other stuff some other time,” she suggests.“You’d want to?”“Um, yeah, kaçak iddaa I feel like wanting to do it again. And I don’t see changing my mind any time soon.”“But just casual? Just fun without things being weird?”“Just fun.” She laughs, shaking her head and looking away.“What? What’s funny?”“Just thinking of something bad.” Of course, she tells me. “Fuck buddies?” She lets out a sound that’s half, snort half snicker. “Is that what they call that?”“I guess. That’s kind of crude, but hey, I suppose that’s what they call it.”“But for now, I’ll be late to meet Deb anyway. I didn’t have an orgasm when we did it in the bathroom earlier.”“Ohhh…” I search for some reply, wondering if I need to apologize for not making sure her sexual needs were met.“And, if you don’t give me one now, I’ll have to give myself one before I go.”“Oh…” I smile. I consider telling her I’d like to watch that, but maybe that will come some other time. “Well, I wouldn’t want to put you in that position. That would be rude of me, wouldn’t it?”“What position would you like to put me in?”“Ummm….” mine laugh is a nervous one, but hers is more carefree. “I guess there are a lot more things we can do,”“I know,” Kathryn tells me, eyes drifting. “Just because I’ve never had sex before, well, not till last night. Doesn’t mean I don’t have an imagination.”“I figured, with you talking about bottles and such.”“And I’ve got more ideas, so, yeah.”The idea of her fucking herself with household items, with me there watching, while she’s handling my cock, or sucking it, is causing quite a stir in my pants. I adjust my position to relieve the discomfort.“I can tell you’re up for it,” she teases, nodding at my crotch. “I’ll text Deb and tell her I’ll be late. When she finds out why, she’ll understand. She’ll be jealous, but she won’t blame me.”“You’ll tell her?”“I might,” she smiles.Not five seconds later, Kathryn is straddling me on the couch, giving me nerdy awkward open-mouthed kisses while I grab her bony ass with one hand and instinctively move the other to a breast. My shirt comes off first, then hers. She stands in front of me, and pulling my pants off is easy since I haven’t put my shoes on yet. My boxers are next, and she gives me a little “hmmm” kaçak bahis when she sees that my dick isn’t fully hard yet, just half engorged and leaning to the side. Now that I’m naked, I undo her pants and pull them down so she can step out of them, and then pull down her panties, revealing her now-familiar bush.“Does your penis need a little help?” she asks, looking at my less-than-ready dick, more interested than disapproving. “Getting an erection I mean.”She leans down for more kisses, running her hand along the inside of my thigh, fingering my cock, which is beginning to stiffen.“I think so. He’s had quite an eventful few hours, you know.”She puts her tits in my face while handling my sensitive balls, and I unhook her bra, taking the time to nuzzle and kiss and lick and suck her naked titties, hardening her nipples with my mouth as she hardens my dick with her fingers.“Be right back,” she says, off toward the bedroom. I don’t grab my dick, even though I want to, because I’d rather that she finish the work of giving me a hard-on. She returns in a minute with the box of condoms, a small bottle, and a hand towel. Tearing open a condom package but leaving the contents inside, she sets it on the table beside the couch and lays the towel next to it – it’s the towel from beside her sink, the one with four ruined condoms laid out on it!Kathryn flips the lid of the bottle open. “If your penis is too sensitive,” she tells me, drizzling some lube from the bottle onto her fingers, “this should help.” She proceeds to play around gently with my dick using just her fingers, then jacking my mostly-hard shaft inside her fist. She works it into a stiff boner, giving me an “ooo” a couple of times when she notices it growing. Once she’s satisfied with its size and rigidity, she pulls the new condom from its package and unrolls it over my waiting fully-erect pole.“Oh, wait,” she says, getting up and walking around looking around for something. She comes back to me with her phone in her hand. “It’s already almost eleven. I’ll just tell Deb I’m going to be late.” One hand is still slick with lube, so she settles between my legs and grabs my dick, stroking me smoothly while texting her friend with the other hand.“Mmm,” I moan, illegal bahis enjoying the hand job. She tosses her phone aside. “What did you tell her?”“Nothing, I just sent a picture and a few emoticons.”“Whaaa–??” She is a freak! “Seriously!?”“No, dumb-shit,” she looks at me annoyed, shaking her head. “I just said I’m running late.”I laugh, and she does too, kind of at me. Her sense of humor does take some getting used to.Apparently done jerking, she climbs on me, straddling my dick and guiding the head into her pussy as she settles in my lap. It still surprises me that she takes it so easily, even though it shouldn’t now that I know something of the assortment of objects she’s had up in there. For a minute, she just leans against me, vagina fully enveloping my cock, pretty still. I kiss her neck and massage her ass cheeks, and after a minute I am face-to-face with her, making out. Only then does she start to move her hips, and eventually spends a few minutes fucking with some variety – gyrating in circles, thrusting forwards and backwards, bouncing, and grinding vigorously at times. I grab at her ass most of the time and suck her tits when she’s not against me and when they’re not bouncing too much.I push her shoulders back to separate us, watching her nice titties bounce up and apart as she throws her head back. After a minute, my hands are gripping her hips tightly and hers are clasped around behind my neck. Foreheads together and panting heavily, we’re both looking down, intently watching the explicit penetration, her pussy hair parted just enough to reveal my shaft engulfed between her flappy outer labia, alternately withdrawing a few inches and disappearing back inside, the sight and sound of the wetness magnifying our arousal.My cock eventually sips out, and she spends a few moments rubbing her pussy into my balls, grinding her clitoris against the base of the shaft. Dumping Kathryn over onto her back, I kneel between her legs and put my dick back in her. Fucking her holding one leg up and out, I diddle her pussy with the thumb of my free hand, trying to stimulate her clit. I go at her like this for a while, slowly sinking further forward, until I’m lying on top of her with her legs around me. We fuck steadily until I feel like I’m about to cum, and I adjust to break the grip her legs have on me. After pulling out, I pause momentarily, finding myself admiring her slightly gaping seeping pink cunt.

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