[MF] The time I hooked up with a Groupie

Once upon a time, I was a gigantic nerd.

Back in High School I used to compete in this huge international Nerd Competition. My school was good – really good – and regularly competed for the World Championship of Nerd-dom. And after I graduated I continued to mentor my old team, coming back and helping them prepare for competitions and stuff like that.

*Sidenote: I think everyone should mentor youth groups – and not just because chicks find it hot.*

Anyways, we’d crushed the regular season as per usual, which meant going down to the World Championships. This was a huge event, with more than 400 teams from around the world. We took over a whole city for a week – it was a big deal.

Having checked the kids into their hotel rooms, a bunch of us mentors found ourselves at the hotel bar, which was also being taken over by parents and mentors from around the world. In particular, my eyes kept drifting towards a particular other table where a cute girl was sitting. She was blonde, with a cute button nose; she was wearing a baggy team sweater.

*She also had a beer in her hand, which is always important to note when you’re at a high school competition.*

At one point she noticed me looking at her and smiled back at me. I averted my gaze and tried my best not to look her way again until after we were leaving.

We bumped into each other in the Lobby. “Are you here for Champs?” she asked. She had a Southern accent – later I found out she was from Texas. I told her that I was.

“That’s so cool, what team are you with?”

I told her and her jaw literally dropped.

This was a new experience for me. I was somewhat used to borderline “fame” at the competitions – we were a team that most other teams knew of and would recognize. But even I thought this was a bit of an overreaction.

“I LOVE you guys!” she said. “Seriously, we modeled our strategy this year after you guys a few years ago!”

“I’m honoured,” I replied awkwardly.

*Again: I was (am) a big nerd and was not used to this sort of attention.*

We exchanged snaps and over the course of the week sent a few each other’s way. Hers were always at little fangirl-y – she’d congratulate me for the wins we were racking up even before we’d left the field. And I leaned into it, reveling in the feeling of being a cool jock for the week.

“What are you doing after Champs?” she asked near the end of the competition.

“We leave early the next morning so probably just chilling, hopefully celebrating,” I replied.

“If you make it to the Final Rounds I’ll suck your dick.”

*Huh?*

I replied with a “Lol” and then asked if she was serious.

“Do you not want me to?”

“It’s not that, but more just this has never happened to me before.”

She laughed at that and sent a few 😉 emojis.

—

We didn’t win Champs but we did make it to the Final Rounds – which put us in the top 12 teams in the world. Not bad, but not great enough to avoid being disappointed. My phone buzzed. It was Texas. “Sorry you didn’t win,” she said. And then she messaged me her room number. “I’m just packing, come by whenever.”

I got the kids sorted, literally threw all my shit into a bag and made an excuse to make scarce.

Texas was waiting for me.

She had procured one of my team’s hoodies – “I had to do a lot of jersey trading,” she told me – and was wearing it and little else. Her hair was pulled back and dyed her team’s colours. She was wearing glasses.

We kissed. She broke away with a sigh. “I can’t believe I’m about to suck a guy from [my team name]’s dick,” she said. Her hand felt down the front of my jeans and started rubbing my growing bulge. I nodded my assent to her and she dropped to her knees.

“Hopefully this makes things a little better,” she said while taking me out of my pants. Texas looked up at me as she took one long lick up the underside of my cock. I moaned in appreciation.

“If that’s doing it for you, this is going to be really quick,” she said.

*Reader, it was.*

“What’s under the hoody?” I asked. She grinned and hiked it up. She wasn’t wearing anything under, of course, and my hands felt her soft, tender tits. I squeezed.

She went back to work on me, drooling along my shaft and working it in with her hands. She made me slick and wet with her spit and the beads of precum at the end of my dick.

And then she put me in her mouth. She slowly started bobbing her head, taking more and more of me each time, working herself lower and lower.

It was getting to be too much, and she’d only been on my dick for 30 seconds. I needed to slow things down, so I asked “What would’ve happened if we’d won?”

She took me out of her mouth and considered, her hand still absentmindedly stroking my cock. “I probably would have let you fuck me,” she said.

“Fuck,” I replied.

“Yeah, I probably would’ve let you use me however you’d wanted. You’re hella cute, you know. And if you were a World Champion? I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself.”

“Lucky me,” I replied through gritted teeth. Even though she wasn’t focusing on me, she was still slowly but steadily building me up.

“Still, I’m glad you guys made it as far as you did. I like sucking your dick.”

“Fuuuuuuuck,” I replied. Despite everything, I was inches away from blowing. Think of anything else: think of dolphins, think of roller coasters, think of purple elephants. Don’t think about the cute blonde groupie that’s stroking your cock right now. Don’t think about what would’ve happened if you’d won. Don’t think about those tanned legs wrapped around you…

*I think you know what happened next.*

“Whoa! Hey there,” Texas exclaimed, just as the first spurt of my cum dribbled over her hand. She threw herself back on my cock, sucking with gusto and moaning ecstatically as I emptied myself down her throat, her hand now actively working and milking my member, trying to drain every last bit of cum I had in me…

When I was done she grabbed a tissue and wiped whatever was on her hands off.

“Sorry,” I said, face red with embarrassment. I thanked her profusely for the blowjob and then made myself scarce.

—

Funny story, I had barely gotten back to my room when one of my other mentor buddies got pretty preoccupied with his phone. All of a sudden, he stood up and made some excuse about getting Gravol for the bus ride home.

Anyways, I guess he did better than me because he and Texas are married now.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vbefve/mf_the_time_i_hooked_up_with_a_groupie