Joc Girl's Nerd Boy

One month after Jenna shagged Liam for the first time

The company party is getting a bit dull for Serena Burne. Even though the 40th floor of the skyscraper her father owns is brightly lit up by chandeliers and furnished with the most luxurious objects, she still would rather be somewhere else for the evening. For an energetic teen like her, there are few things that she detests more than being forced to stand still in a grand ballroom and greet people she can only pretend to care about. It's so tedious she wants to cry. Granted, some of her father's colleagues and friends are people she has known and doesn't mind talking to, but they are the exception, given how many of the employees that are attending whose names she doesn't even know.

Being the daughter of a steel magnate does have some privileges, like the family wealth that comes with it. But she also has the responsibility of showing up at these events as well. She would rather be shopping with Jenna, but remembers that Jenna told her she was going to get Liam to fuck her face today. The teen recoils at the image of her friend kneeling down and making the nerd boy cum inside her mouth.

It's no secret to anyone that Jenna is madly in love with Liam and has been for many years now. Everyone knew it long before the two got together. Serena herself has always been there to support her best friend when she came up with all the wild schemes to win the shy boy's heart. The black haired tall girl has suggested just grabbing his balls and jerking him off through his pants at school, only jokingly of course. Right now Jenna's probably doing something far dirtier than that to her boyfriend at her house.

Serena drapes her long hair over one shoulder, sighing and deciding to walk around the ballroom, finding different tables with assortments of different dishes she can select from. One really positive thing about this arrangement is the variety of good foods she can try. She really enjoys gastronomy, but still manages to maintain an excellent figure with constant working out as a member of the track and field team.

Her dress clings tightly to her firm body, accentuating the gentle curves of her medium sized breasts, sticking to her toned stomach. The back of it shows off the swell of her round, firm arsecheeks. She is very hot and knows it, never afraid to show off her very fuckable body. The teenager relishes knowing how easily she can get a bloke's attention with her attractiveness.

At the same moment, another teenager is making his way around the large room. George Willis is the 18 years old son of a mid-level manager of the company. He is being forced to accompany his father, who sees that he is way too introverted and needs some public outing. If the boy can have his way, he'd probably spend the entire day reading in his room.

"Come on, my boy. You really should start talking to other people," his father tells him. "I can still remember how chatty you used to be. Nowadays you just spend the entire time with all those books." The senior Willis appreciates his teenage son's dedication to studying. After all, what parent wouldn't? He just wants George to have a social life too, before he goes off to university and becomes too busy for that.

"But dad, you know how awkward I am when it comes to these things. Meeting people just makes me very nervous." The scrawny teenager scratches the nape of his neck, glancing around at the tables with snacks and fruit juice on them. "I'll go find something to eat and drink first, okay?" He supposes the fine food and beverages is a plus to coming to this place.

"Okay, George. Just make sure you don't wander off too far, alright?" The middle aged man is still overprotective of his only son, despite him being smart enough to take care of himself. He just couldn't help it. George means the world to him and his wife. Even though the boy is 18 now, he still hasn't been out after 7PM, unlike the other students in his class.

"Don't worry, dad," he replies, walking off briskly. The boy understands that his father worries a lot about him. George doesn't find it overbearing though. In fact, he knows that if one day he has kids of his own, he'd be just as if not even more protective. Even at his tender age he is very well aware of the always present paternal instinct deeply rooted within his psyche.

He walks about the ballroom, pouring himself a glass of orange juice. The boy sips from it in a corner by a pillar, leaning against the column. George sighs to himself as he drinks the juice. It is going to be at least an hour before his father would agree to go home. He is going to just stay here for about five minutes before trying to find if there happens to be anyone near his age around.

Taking another walk, he says hi to a number of people he recognizes, stopping to talk for a few times. There aren't many of them though, and he hasn't seen anyone his age yet. Some are only about five years older than him but there are no other teenagers around. So the whole thing is now turning out to be even more boring than George had expected.

Suddenly, he accidentally crashes into someone, spilling his orange juice all over them. Hearing an upset gasp, George quickly says "I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you?" Reaching into his pocket with his trembling hand, the boy fidgets nervously, trying to find his handkerchief to offer to the person he literally ran into. "Just wait a second please!"

"Don't you have eyes or something?! Look where you're...." Serena halts mid rant when she looks up to see who she crashed into. At the same moment, George glances up, having finally found his handkerchief. For the boy, it is embarrassing to find that he has crashed into a girl his age, but he does not think much of it, too ashamed of himself to consider anything else.

"You c can wipe a a away the juice with this," he extends his hand, offering the handkerchief to her. After all, the juice has spilled over her breasts. It would be inappropriate for him to wipe that area by himself, so giving her the piece of cloth is the right thing to do.

Serena, meanwhile, finds herself taken away. The young athlete takes in his blushing face, staring into the round, puppy eyes. Her anger immediately vanishes. She finds herself instantly smitten by the cute boy, noting that this adorable guy is around her age. Now smirking, she steps closer towards him, before placing a strong hand on George's wrist. At this moment, you could say Serena is eye-fucking George blatantly.

"W W What are y you doing?" he stutters nervously.

To his shock, she places his hand on her bosom. He could feel his cock getting hard right away. "You've got to run your hand all over my tits. Or else I'll call the security and tell them that you tried to grope me," she answers smugly. That's right. Serena is going to make this adorable boy rub her tits in the middle of the party, and he is going to do it. She could tell from his reaction that he would cave in, not wanting to get into any trouble.

Gulping, the red-faced boy begins to caress her boobs through the flimsy dress. He is greatly distracted by feeling the mounds beneath the thin material though, aware that all the blood in his body has rushed down to his groin. Serena smirks as she notices the tent forming in his trousers. Within moments his tool has fully swelled up, stiffening with arousal as his hand travels over the girl's breasts.

"Do you like how my boobs feel?" she asks teasingly, placing her hand on his to trap it there between the cleavage. His fingers are now kept in the valley of her breasts. The boy could feel the heat emanating from her tits as she looks into his eyes tauntingly. "Come on. Tell me you like touching my tits. I want to hear you say it. Otherwise I'll just cry for the guards." She only smirks as he keeps on rubbing across the expanse of her breasts.

"I I I like how your breasts feel!" he finally cries out in embarrassment. It is very true. He does find himself enjoying touching her boobs, even if he wants to deny it. There is evidence of that down there, clear as day for anyone who looks to see. It makes the boy flush further as she stares down at his erection, biting her lower lip seductively. "They are so s s s soft." She grins, delighted by his compliment.

"Thank you, sweetie. Cup them. Roll my nipples around," Serena orders him. If he knows he is fondling the boobs of his dad's boss' daughter, George would be even more panicked than he is right now. He can only comply with shaking hands, palming the meaty jugs and kneading them, squeezing the nubs between his fingers gently, rolling the buttons. The girl's moans only serve to make him more light-headed as he almost ejaculates in his pants. And he hasn't even seen those tits nude yet. He has only seen the outline through the sheer dress.

George now realises that he made a terrible mistake to put his hand on her without thinking of the consequences. It would be disastrous if anyone sees him in such a situation, especially if he ends up spurting in his pants and creating a visible mess, which is a likely outcome, given how much he is throbbing now. "Keep going. I want to feel your hand on my tits some more." He obeys her instructions, massaging her breasts with his hand as she lets out longer and longer gasps. It is a good thing they are in a secluded spot where no one has seen them yet. Otherwise he'd have a lot of explaining to do.

And someone does see it.

His own father shows up from behind him. "Hey, George, I was looking for you.." Mr Willis immediately stops once he notices his son's hand resting on a girl's breasts and he is shocked when he sees the face of the girl. "M M Miss Burne!" He quickly yanks his son's hand away from the teenager, making Serena frown unhappily. The girl wants to keep feeling George's hand on her tits and is upset that this guy is intervening now.

"Dad! It's not what... Hang on. Burne?" George alternates between looking at the girl whose tits he was just massaging and his father. "Like the boss?" He is now very perplexed, confused by his dad's reaction, especially the older man's reverential attitude towards her, when she only appears to be around his age. There must be something he is missing here and he is about to find out.

Suddenly, someone else walks in. "Hey, Willis!" greets the owner of the company, Mr Burne. "I see that you've met my daughter! And this fine gentleman, I presume, is your son? Your name is George, right?" Now George is completely shocked, as the other teen flashes him a mischievous grin. It is now that he realises what just happened. The CEO's daughter just made him play with her boobs, right here, at the party her father is hosting.

"Hi, George!" Serena says to the small, shy boy. "My name is Serena. I like you a lot." He finds himself sputtering, just making her father laugh as his dad lets out an uncomfortable chuckle. The girl looks at him with an almost predatory glint in her captivating eyes, sending thrills up his spine. "Dad, can I give him a tour of the building? Please?" He quickly nods, smiling at the two as she drags the boy off, all while George is still protesting.

Serena drags him along at a fast pace, taking him to the elevator. Once they are inside, she presses the button for the tenth floor to take them far away from the party. He looks at her questioning, but she doesn't tell him anything, only giving the boy a mischievous smirk on her pretty face. It only takes a very short amount of time, since the elevator is very fast, and soon they are at the desired floor.

Once they reach it, the girl quickly pulls him out and takes him down an empty hallway, passing by multiple rooms, until they reach a large bedroom. Pushing the door open, Serena takes him inside it and closes the door behind her, locking it. It is quite a large room, with a king sized bed and some couches and tables around. There are expensive fur carpets as well, along with other decorations that show excellent taste. Even though her family has a mansion where she usually lives, she also has a bedroom in the tower for when she stays over.

"This is my bedroom," she announces. "Unzip your pants, George. Now that we have privacy, I really want to see what you are hiding." He blushes profusely, reluctantly shaking his head. "Don't be shy now. You were just playing with my tits earlier, remember? Now I want to play with your dick too. Just do what I say or I can tell my father you assaulted me and have your father fired as well." George quickly yanks down his trousers and boxers at this part.

He does find Serena very attractive but has never even been on a day with her or anyone before, and finds this to be way too fast. To strip before having a first date is simply insane. Still, he does what she tells him to, partly out of arousal, partly out of fear. Knowing that she is the CEO's daughter gives him a healthy dose of fear to go with desire as well. He understands that she can make his father's employment difficult, at the very least, if he refuses to comply with her orders.

"Good boy," she cooes, bending down and getting on her knees. She wraps her fingers around his five inch erection, stroking it gently. It is throbbing, harder than George has ever been. The girl caresses his appendage, running her hand up and down the shaft. "I want you to cum all over my face. And you are going to give it to me, George. You're going to fucking cum on me."

Her pussy is soaked from the power she has over him, holding his tool in her hand, manipulating it. She knows that he's completely trapped and won't be able to escape now. Heck, he doesn't even want to. That much is obvious from how he is hunching over, trying to thrust his pecker into her grip. The boy's face is so cute as he tries to hide how good he feels.

"What? No!" he suddenly protests, trying to back away. He fails, as she wraps her other arm around his legs, trapping him in place as her right hand continues tugging his veiny prick. "I r really d d don't think I should g give you a facial, Serena." Serena looks up at him questioningly, not sure why he is saying this. "It m might not b be such a good idea to do that, you know?"

"Nope, I do not know," she replies, resuming her stroking of his dick. "You keep acting like you have a say over this George. You see, I'm going to do whatever I want with you. You should just shut up and take it. I don't care what you want or don't want to do, got that?" Her hand is jerking him off faster now, masturbating the moaning boy enthusiastically. She could feel his warm equipment throb, a second heart beat in his dick as she squeezes him.

She also caresses the frenulum with her thumb, making him moan her name loudly. The little bundle of nerves is clearly very sensitive and she targets it, coaxing out his cute little reactions. "Come on, baby. I know you want it. I know you want to jizz all over my pretty face. Drench me in your warm cum, George," she hisses in a sultry voice, egging him on.

"But what if I hit your eye!" he blurts out, making her pause. Serena looks at him quizzically, her fist around the base of his pole. "I mean, my hand-eye coordination sucks. What if I accidentally cum in your eye?" He looks so embarrassed by what he said, trying to hide his blushing face on his shoulder. "I heard my friends say that cum in the eye really stings."

Serena grinds at how cute he is. "Aww. You're so adorable, George," she says, her fingers now stroking his erection again. "Don't worry about that, though. Just let go and spurt all over my face. It's going to be fine." She is rapidly pumping his cock now, aiming the glans at her forehead, squeezing the pole as she uses her other hand to rub his ballsack.

His concern for her makes her clitoris erect, completely engorged with blood as she rubs his pole. She makes sure to give him deliberate strokes, pumping George's fuckstick with precision, rubbing her thumb on the underside of his cockhead with every sliding movement.

"I'm, uh, getting c close now!" he warns her, prompting her to masturbate his tool faster. Her hand is pistoning along the length of his prick, milking George mercilessly as he pulsates in her firm grip. "P P Please, s slow down." She does the exact opposite of that, wanking the helpless teenager at an insane pace, driving him out of his mind with how fast she is pumping him.

"Do it, George. Cum. Cum on my face now," she orders him. He screams as his cock erupts in her hand, the tip spewing a massive load directly on her forehead, releasing more jets that land on her cheeks and nose, also covering her full lips as well. "Yes! Yes, keep on cumming! Cum all over my fucking face!" She can't believe how much it turns her on to have him give her a facial like this, just minutes after meeting him for the first time.

"Um, let me make you, uh, orgasm as well," George mutters shyly, bending down to help her stand up, before getting on his knees. Serena happily pulls the dress up, allowing him to remove her lace panties, revealing her hairy cunt. He presses his lips on her glistening labia, licking up the juices she released earlier. The girl moans as he licks her slit, before wrapping his lips around her clit.

His lips form a suction, creating a vacuum around the clitoris. The boy hums, causing her to feel the vibration on her most sensitive erogenous zone. Serena's response is very evident to him and he keeps on sucking and sucking until she is constantly moaning his name. It makes him blush to act this slutty, giving head to a girl he just met like he is some bloody whore.

He is sucking her button as she places a hand on the back of his head, pressing his face against her crotch. "That's it, George. Eat my pussy," she instructs, facefucking the teen with aggressive thrusts. George alternates between focusing on the nub and then the other parts, trying to recall what his experienced friends have taught him. That's all he has to rely on.

The teenager recalls reading a tip about writing the alphabets with his tongue and proceeds to do just that, tracing the lines on her clit. The effect is satisfactory. "Keep on sucking me, baby. Suck my clit, George." George quickly does what works, making her louder as he licks and sucks her genitals. Soon she is crying out loud in passion as he brings her off with his mouth and tongue.

"Ahhh!" she screams as it becomes her turn to gush on his face, squirting on George's lips and cheeks, soaking him as much as he's drenched her. Once he's up on his feet, red-faced in embarrassment, she says "You're mine now, George. Remember that."

Before he can put his underwear back on, she grabs a marker from a nearby table and writes her phone number on his bare thigh. "Give me a call when you get home," Serena tells him, pecking him on the cheek. "Let's go wash our faces and get back to the party now."

As soon as they are back in the ballroom, George finds himself blushing even harder than he did before, worrying about someone smelling his seed on her face or her juices on his. The idea of being found out is absolutely mortifying for him. He couldn't believe that they are there right now, in the middle of a party just moments after cumming on each other's faces. Everything about this is so crazy.

When their fathers find them, he only gets more nervous as Serena flashes him a very mischievous grin from behind the boss' shoulder. If he finds out what George did to his daughter, it would be catastrophic. He couldn't even begin to think about how it would affect his dad's career.

During the trip home though, he ponders on the warm, fuzzy feelings looking into Serena's mesmerising green eyes inspired. For the first time, a girl has made him feel butterflies in his stomach. She is also the first one to be responsible for him busting a nut, of course, but to think about that too much is too crude. He'll have time to sort out his feelings when he's back inside the comfort of his old bedroom.