Nerd Becomes a Cumslut Ch. 02

Ashley’s next few days were a bit uncomfortable. Justin seemed to be avoiding her. At practice for Battle of the Brains he avoided eye contact, and was always first or second to leave, so they were never alone together. They sat together in chemistry class as usual but he didn’t joke with her like he normally did.

On Friday Ashley wrote him a note and gave it to him in class. ‘Meet me at the Hellgate after school? I want to talk.’ It had a little smiley face on it to show she wasn’t mad. But if she was honest with herself, she didn’t know what she wanted to say to him. Was she mad? Not really. Did she want to date him? Also not really. Mostly she just wanted things to be normal again. But there was something else, too, that she couldn’t quite bring herself to even think. When he read it he looked up at her and gave an anxious little smile and nodded.

She was barely paying attention through her last subject, geography. When the bell rang she had to force herself to just pack up her books at a normal speed. The other kids walked towards the bus stop in twos or threes, and for the first time in her life Ashley was glad she didn’t have any friends to make excuses to. It was perfectly normal for her to go to the Hellgate after class, but they didn’t have BoB practice on Fridays, and she was so anxious that she almost expected someone to ask her where they were going. But she was a nerd, going to the nerd place, and no one gave her a second thought.

When she got there, Justin was already inside, pacing up and down. He looked as anxious as she felt.

“Um, hi,” she squeaked.

“Um, hi,” he said back, and made a painful attempt at a smile.

They stood there in silence for a few moments.

“Um, you said you wanted to talk?” he said.

Ashley realised she was standing in the doorway. She came in and shut the door behind her.

“Yeah, I, uh…” She trailed off, and swallowed nervously. All her thoughts and feelings started swirling around. What did she want to talk about? Dating? Battle of the Brains? Making things normal in chem class? All of a sudden, she found herself saying out loud the secret she had kept from herself:

“I want to watch more porn.”

Justin blinked. That’s not what he had expected. He thought she was going to call him a creep, or tell him they had to get married, or that he had to quit the BoB team, or that SHE was going to quit. He had spent the last few days masturbating furiously at any opportunity, remembering how she had asked for his cum, the way she had smiled at his cock, and imagining fucking her in all sorts of ways. As soon as he had cum, he was swept up with post-nut remorse and guilt and paranoid worries about her telling everyone what had happened.

It wasn’t what Ashley had expected either, but now that she said it, she realised it had been hovering in the background of her mind all week. She wanted to see more cocks, and she wanted to see more women asking for them. This had all started because she didn’t know the word ‘load’. Were there other things she didn’t know about? She wanted to watch more porn. A lot more porn.

“Oh,” said Justin. He sat down on the busted old couch they had carried down there a few years ago, frowning as he tried to figure out what he wanted to say. After a few more moments he looked up at her.

“Why… y’know… why me? Don’t you have a phone?” Realising that sounded pretty negative, he quickly blurted out — “not that I mind! I mean, yeah. We can do that again! I… I liked it last time. But, yeah, don’t you… have a phone?”

Ashley sighed. Her phone was one of the things that she had been bullied about the most.

“My stepdad is super strict and he’s a total asshole. He won’t let me have a smart phone.” She pulled out her old Motorola flip-phone, and rolled her eyes. “It’s literally from twelve years ago. It doesn’t even have wifi, just bluetooth. Totally useless for anything except them calling to tell me they booked me in for an extra tutoring session.”

Justin grimaced. “That’s rough. I thought my parents were shitty. Do you have a laptop or anything?”

She shook her head. He looked at her for a few moments and shrugged. He wasn’t going to pass up this opportunity. He pulled out his phone.

“Come sit down.” He smiled at her and patted the couch next to him.

Ashley could barely believe it. She dropped her bag and sat down. All of a sudden they were very close to each other. Justin could already feel the blood rushing to his cock, and Ashley’s eyes glinted with excitement. She took note of the website he went to, then looked up at him when he paused.

“Do… do you know what sort of porn you want to watch?”

She shook her head again. “I don’t know what sorts of porn there are. What… what sort do you like?”

Justin went red as he imagined telling her his favourite video was called ‘Teenaged anal whore gets publically pounded by strangers’. He evaded her question.

“Did you like what we watched last time?”

She couldn’t nod fast enough, and her grin told him she meant it.

“Well, that was a facial compilation. A facial is when, um, a girls face gets covered with cum. Do you want to watch more of that?”

“Yes!” She grinned and blushed realising how loud she had said it, and continued at a quieter volume. “Yeah, let’s watch more of that. More… facials.”

He pulled up a video and they started watching. Every minute or so a new girl was on screen. Some of them had clothes on, but most of them were naked. Each had one or more cocks pointed at them, and would pout and beg, or make loud sloppy noises while their mouth was fucked, until they finally got their face covered in cum. Ashley noticed the cum was different too, and the cocks varied in size, shape and colour. She was enthralled by all of it.

After a few of these, Justin started feeling unsure again. Here was Ashley, who had begged for his cum just a few days ago, totally ignoring him and fixating on ‘Good girls love facials vol. 3’. Meanwhile he was as rock hard as he had ever been, and wasn’t sure what to do about it.

“Hey, uh, Ashley?”

She started and smiled awkwardly at him.

“Sorry, I was… enjoying that. I got caught up. What’s up?”

“Well, I was wondering…” he trailed off.

A few moments of silence passed.

“Uh, yeah?” she prompted.

“Well…” he was too uncomfortable. He sort of looked down at his lap where his boner was clearly visible.

The penny dropped.

“Oh my god! Do you want to take it out again?” Ashley was thrilled. She hadn’t really been thinking about Justin’s cock, but it was so exciting to think it was right there.

Justin’s brain was consumed by a fog of horniness and embarrassment, and he misunderstood what she meant.

“Oh god. I’m so sorry. Of course that’s weird. It makes sense you don’t want to see it again, I’m so sorry.”

“No no no, Justin!” Ashley grabbed his shoulder. “That would be so cool! Please!”

Saying the word please brought back some more visceral memories of last time.

“Please,” she grinned at him. “Please take out your cock. I want to see it!”

“Y…yeah?” he asked, not able to believe his fortune. “You mean it?”

She nodded enthusiastically. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers, and shuffled them and his undies down to his knees. His dick was hard and throbbing with excitement, and some precum was already leaking out. She bit her lip looking at it.

“That’s so cool, Justin. I love seeing it. Can you… Can you cum for me again?”

He grinned nervously. “The problem might be trying not to cum, to be honest.” Seeing the look of puzzlement on her face, he explained, “often times guys cum really quickly. It’s sort of, y’know, a joke about being bad at sex. But also this is, y’know, super hot, so I’m pretty horny and… it’ll probably be quick.”

“Oh,” she said, and thought for a moment, and shrugged. “But I want to see you cum! If it’s quick that’s fine, it’ll be like the porn, you know!” She looked back at his phone where a brunette was barely visible under a huge black cock. She was licking his balls and asshole when he came, and he somehow managed to land his entire load on her forehead. As it trickled down into her eyes, the scene was replaced with a blonde girl with her hair in pigtails and three men standing around her. They each came on her face while she fingered herself. This time the camera stayed on her after the men were finished. She kept fingering herself with one hand while she scooped up the cum with the other and fed it to herself. ‘I love being used like a slutty little jizz rag’, she said. ‘I’m going to make myself cum while I swallow it all!’ She moaned out an orgasm while stuffing her mouth with her own cum-covered hand.

Ashley had an idea.

“Would it make you more comfortable if I touched myself too? While we watch?”

Justin’s eyebrows rose.

“Not — I mean… sort of? I mean, yes! Yes, you should do that!” He felt like a fucking idiot. Here was a hot girl — he didn’t care that she was a nerd, he was a nerd too — asking if she could finger herself in front of him, and he could barely stammer out a ‘yes’. She grinned at him.

“Cool. But, um…” Now it was her turn to feel awkward. “I… don’t really know what I’m doing. Like. I’ve tried once or twice but. I dunno. It never really felt right. Do you… do you know what to do?”

He gave one loud, self-depracating HAH. “No clue, honestly. Just what I’ve seen in porn. Though, actually, that’s an idea!”

He stopped the video that was playing and found another one called ‘First time porn star has multiple surprise orgasms’. The blonde girl on screen was interviewed by someone off camera. He put her at ease with some jokes, and asked her about her sexual experiences. She said she was very hard to please and had never cum from anything her boyfriends and hookups had tried. It was hot for Ashley to hear another girl talking about some of the slutty things she’d done. As the video continued the man encouraged her to start fingering herself. Ashley figured, what the hell, now’s the time.

She started rubbing the outside of her underwear and felt the fabric get wet as it pushed into her pussy. Justin could barely believe it when, at the same time as the girl on screen, Ashley stood up and pulled down her undies. She pulled them over her shoes and left them on the floor, and sat down on the couch again with her skirt pulled up so Justin could see her pussy and her fingers now pumping in and out of it.