WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 47: FUCKING THE CLASS NERD(1)

CHAPTER 1 

Since that hot ‘conversation’ with Brie in Zoology, I haven’t been myself. I

am constantly daydreaming about her even when just lying on my couch or

simply watching TV. I often masturbate imagining her in my fantasies, and

I’m guessing I will have huge callouses on my hands soon.

I’ve never felt this way before. What has she done to me? What has she

done with the bad guy of Westminster College?

Recalling how she almost went low on her seat from my gentle massages

and how her eyes closed with pleasure, I need her to be my girl. I have

never burned for anyone like how I hunger for her. I ache to feel her in my

arms, even for just a second.

Maybe I desire her just because she’s innocent? Maybe I just need a good

fuck. After all, I haven’t been with a girl in a long time, and I desperately

need it. Something inside me says that this will not change my situation. I

cannot understand it myself. How did I have enough endurance not to cum

with her during that test? I barely had time to run to the toilet and

thoroughly jerk off.

Yeah, Jer Bricks. You’re screwed!

To escape from my thoughts, I stand in the hallway of the first floor of my

college, viewing the performance list of the year. I’m happy being an A-

student. My grades have improved. I cannot believe that this girl, Brie,

influenced me this way.

Who would have thought that I would begin to study Zoology and even

boring subjects like Chemistry or Physics? Shit! I’d rather go out to the club

and drink with my friends than learn formulas for some stupid test.

I feel like she is changing something in me.I went outside into the yard to repair my bike. Work can distract a man from

his painful thoughts. It can help him forget about a certain someone for a

while.

However, unfortunately, I see her. Brie is standing there, together with

some girls, she is whispering something to them. They start giggling loudly.

I wonder if they are talking about me.

I hear fragments of sentences where my name is mentioned, and I curse

under my breath.

What the fuck?! Did she tell them about what happened between us in the

classroom? I haven’t shared this even with my best friends! Listen, Brie. If it

is true, I’ll lock you up in my closet and will keep you there as my captive.

Then you can no longer tell your damn friends about us!

The girls soon cease gossiping and go back to the college, leaving my Brie

standing there alone.

Since when did she become mine? Shut up! Just fix the bike, you idiot!

I check the speed box of my beast (it often goes haywire), and I feel her

eyes on me. I hem, continuing to do my job as if I didn’t notice her. I don’t

raise my head as I don’t want to shake hands with her. Again I dig into my

backpack for tools.

I stroke my mane at times, rubbing away the sweat. I occasionally give Brie

an intense stare. I become very nervous when she is nearby.

Brie sighs heavily and heads towards me. Why? She has never taken any

interest in me. Maybe she really liked my fingering. If she asks for it, I will

do it again, but in a more intimate environment.

She stops near my bike, observing what I’m doing. She tries to seem calm

and not jumpy, but I can see that she’s nervous too.

“Hey, Jer!” she says to me, slightly adjusting her brown hair, disheveled by

the light breeze. “Are you repairing your motorcycle?” She beams at me,

observing my bike while I stubbornly refuse to look at her in return.“As you can see,” I growl, attempting to concentrate on fixing my gearbox.

“I’m very grateful to you…for the test. You really helped me out last week.

Thanks to you, I passed it with a perfect score,” Brie interrupts me, still

watching my movements. She genuinely seems curious about what I am

doing. I finally give in and frown at her.

Seeing my piercing gaze, she bites her lip nervously.

Heck! That really turns me on.

“You are welcome,” I answer, remembering how I managed to forge that

Zoology test for her sake. I would probably forge a lot of other stuff for her,

not just the test.

You are in trouble, Jer.

I rise to my full height and address her with my eyes, without letting her out

of my sight. I am stinking of all the sweat, and I suspect it won’t be pleasant

for Brie.

So I stand away from her.

“Would you be able to take me home, Jer? The money will not have have been there 

next one doesn’t come anytime soon,” she blurts out, and I get wide-eyed.

Is Brie Crystal really interested in me? Such great newspapers! I'm not a fan to see my and poo

“Do you really need me to?” I ask her doubtfully. “But if you blabbed to

your friends about us, I don’t think I should take you home.”

“What?!” Her eyes bulge when she understands the meaning of my words.

It looks so funny and cute that I can barely restrain myself from laughing.

I would, in fact, love to take Brie in my arms and carry her to my house and

then… Well, it is clear what will happen after.

“I didn’t tell them anything! We were just discussing how hard working you

are,” Brie rattle on, shaking her little head until the curls of her hair fall on her back. Her nose almost wrinkles from dissatisfaction because of my false

accusations.

She’s charming.

“Is that true? If I find out that you lied, I will have my revenge.” I grin, and

I hope that my smile is breathtaking for her. She casts her eyes at me,

fascinated as if she is seeing me for the first time.