He found me randomly. He was going to be in town for the summer and wanted a friend. He wasn’t in the age range I usually go for….of legal age but not who I usually go for….but he was extremely mature for his age and very intelligent. So we started chatting, got to know each other and build a solid fondness. Turned out he was very interesting, articulate and appreciated old things like I did. Those kind of boys are hard to find. He’ll those kind of men are hard to find.
Then he told me…he was a virgin and wanted to see if I had an interest in changing that. I asked him if that was the reason why he messaged me. He said no and I beloved him. I told him maybe but we’d have to see what chemistry was like in person. I am extremely selective about who I sleep with virgin or not. So he came to town. We saw eachother a few times that summer. We had fun. We laughed, connected, exchanged ideas, and I changed his virginal status (but that’s a story for another time). Then he left to continue his life.
We stayed in touch and he told me he had decided to move to LA perminantly. It warmed my heart to hear that. It’s so rare to meet good people to connect with. And even more rare when they stick around. So he came back and settled in. Took some time but we finally got to spend time togerher. “Don’t expect any sex nerd boy” I said “of course not Miss” he replied. Such a polite boy. And for a “vanilla” knows how to follow directions we. Well sort of vanilla… there were those times when I took him over my knee and spanked him and that little thing about me being a teacher with a hard stick and him being my naughty student but that’s also a story for another day.
He came over and we started the way he had done before. Sitting on my bed watching silly things on YouTube and catching up. It was nice. Then he said something sassy so I playfull slapped his tight. My finger touched the slight bulge in his pants (I seem to have that effect on the boys even when I’m not trying). I hadn’t intended to touch it, but I did so I left it there. We continued to laugh at the TV.
I slowly started moving my finger up and down his cock. If you saw us you’d have no idea my finger was moving. Slowly, in tiny increments just barely detectabl. I moved my hand down a little and when I was satisfied that I was closer to his head I continued to stroke him with my finger. He didn’t give away that he was feeling anything different until I really increased my speed. That’s when I heard the sweet increase of his breathing. I always love hearing the effect I’m having on my boys. And I love to tease so I nonchalantly continued. Changingy speed from fast to slow I stroked him cock with one finger. That was enough be hadI felt him grow under my hand. After a while I turned my hand over and rubbed the back of all my fingers around his cock. And he just kept growing.
Before long I put my hand in his pants but even that wasn’t enough. They were in the way damn it! So I told him “you need to have less pants!” He immediately hopped up and took his pants and boxers down. My…my… horny boys do move fast. He came to sit back down “that’s better” I wrappedy hand around his cock….I’d forgotten what a big boy he is. I smiled and told him that. He blushed but didn’t open his eyes. I gebtly pulled his foreskin down and exposed his head. Then I wrapped my hand around his cock and gingerly moved my thumb around the underside. I could hear his breathing increase. Oh good! I was on the right track. Don’t want to do it wrong you know.
I could hear his excitment building so I said “you know you can’t cum without asking permission right?” He kept his eyes closed “yes Miss ” he said “good boy I replied and smiled. Hmm he was too composed so I decided to make things more difficult. I bent my head and wrapped my lips around the top. I slowly licked and slid my tongue down his saft. His excitment was audable. Good…
I changed positions so I was right over him I wrapped my hand around his cock then my lips followed. What also followed was an hour long torture session where I watched him breath heavily, pant, lick his lips, sneek peeks at my breasts (when he thought I wasn’t looking….how cute) and try to not cum. At one point he attempted to explain to me his method for not cumming. Had something to do with imaging a 3D object moving or something. Whatever works.
I leaned over and let my breasts fall over his cock. Then I moved down to take his head in my mouth every time it popped up betweeny breasts. That was fun. Well for me. For him it was a game of imagin anything so you don’t cum. And he didn’t. I’ll give him that. For a reason I can’t remember anymore, we stopped and went back to watching TV. I think at some point he began kissing me. He was also brave enough to put his hand in my panties and showed me what he’d learned since we were apart. The deft fingers did thet job and I had more than a few orgasms with his fingers in me. Shortly after he pulled his hand out and said something about being impressed with my pubococcygeal muscles because I “almost broke his fingers”. Though that didn’t stop him from going back for more a little while later, so it couldn’t have been that bad.
I can’t remember exactly what happened next but I do remember that he made a smart ass comment that resulted in me taking him over my knee and spanking him. He took a bunch of nice gentle swats before he said something else mouthy. This resulted in me picking up my pace and force. I was just getting in the groove when he said “and with that I need a break”. That’s nerd boy for “yellow” so I let him sit up and relax. He just looked so damn adorable sitting there in his shirt and white sock on my bed. I told him so and explained that I have some weird thing about boys on my bed in shirts and socks. Something both innocent and vulnerable about that. Makes me want to do bad things to them. But alas I didn’t.
We continued to watch TV. At some point he snuggled up to me and nuzzled his face in my chest. Cute. Then we started kissing me. Very cute. It wasn’t long before I heard what I had been waiting to hear (because I may have had a wondering hand teasing his cock at some point) “Miss can I ask to a question?” I smiled “sure….what’s up” “Miss can I please fuck you?” Smile changed to an evil grin. “Oh? fuck me?” He began kissing me again. “Really? Is that want you want?” I said in between kisses “yes please Miss….may I fuck you” he said in a rushed eager voice then stole another kiss “weeeeellllll…..” Does that make me a tease?? “Hmmmm ok” before I finished the words he jumped up and got into position. Horny boy.
I stood up to find a bed protector pads. I took two out and put it in the middle of the bed. Yes I need two. I took out a condom and tossed it to him then took my clothes off while he put it on. Then I turned the lights off.
I hopped up back in my bed and slid under him. As soon as I was comfortable he came closer and hpvered himself over me. In no time my nerd boy was slowly entering my cunt with ease while I felt the delicious sensation of being filled. He is not small, my nerd boy. And we were off to the races.
What transpired after was an hour or so of him fucking me while I enjoyed myself. At some points I reached up and grabbed his hair. At other points I decided to “fuck back” by moving my pelvis up to meet his. That was delicious. During this entire time the bed pads were very well used. My brain drifted off into multiple orgasm land and his brain did whatever math he needed to do to keep..from cumming.
Finally when I had enough I informed him that he could cum. But apparently he wasn’t there yet. So we continued. Him thrusting. Me squirting and panting and orgasming. Then I heard the breathy plea “MISS CAN I PLEASE CUM?!?” God I love that question!! The power that comes with having someone inside of you at the cusp of their most intense pleasure and holding off until you say yes is indescribable.
I being who I am waited and didn’t reply “Omg Miss please let me cum!!! Please!!” How can I refuse begging like that “ok cum” and then I heard it. The panting grunt, felt the final thrust and his body shake as he came and fell ontop of me. It was both sexy and adorable.
We lay in bed for a while longer panting and catching our breaths before I checked the time. Too late. Nerd boy needs to work tomorrow. “Ok time to go home” we discussed an Uber but I didn’t feel comfortable letting him go home that late with a stranger. We got into my car and chatted all the way to his place. It was a good night with my nerd boy. He had learn a lot since we were together last but I’d be teaching him more.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/aq41av/the_education_of_nerd_boy_based_on_real_events
Very well written, wish I was that nerd boy lol