The Cheerleader's Nerd Boy

Emilia immediately sends a text to all of her fuck buddies the moment she gets home. It is quite simple to understand, being direct to the point. 'I'm in love with someone now. We can't have sex anymore.' It is going to be difficult to give up her adventurous fuckfests, but she is more than willing to do it to be in a proper relationship with Mark. That is what someone like him deserves. A caring and faithful girlfriend, not some whore who spreads her legs for any hot guys who want to get into her panties. Heck, she even stopped wearing panties at one point when her libido was abnormally high, even by her own standards. During that phase, she once got ten guys to take turns fucking her in a row. Not even Clarisse and Helen know about that event.

Feeling naughty, she grabs a photo of Mark that she printed out and uses it to rub her clitoris while she fingerbangs herself until she squirts. Soon, she'll be squirting on the boy's real face and in his mouth too. Just thinking about it got her pussy aching for another orgasm and she quickly rubs one more out, gushing the clear, sticky nectar all over her bedsheets. Feeling satisfied, she falls asleep with her fingers still in her vagina. Not knowing that tomorrow she is going to commit a blunder that threatens to mess up everything.

When she wakes up, the teenager goes through her usual routine. She makes sure to apply some extra perfume that morning, as it will be when she asks Mark to be her boyfriend. The girl combs her hair thoroughly, despite knowing she will still look perfect, even with a rat's nest head. Emilia just wants to look extra perfect so that Mark won't be able to keep his eyes off her. She is so going to score in love today. Just you wait, baby, she thinks to herself. I'm not gonna let you get away from me.

On her way to school, the pretty teenager goes through several ideas in her head. She tries to find ideas about what to do to Mark. Being very sexually experienced, she starts listing some extremely dirty ideas. Maybe, she can get him to French-kiss her nasty asshole and stick his tongue inside. He does seem like the submissive type who'd be willing to rim her ass. Emilia could certainly see herself turning him into a slutty boy, albeit one that's only a slut for her. Her juices are starting to flow again as she pictures herself sitting on his face and cumming all over him.

Soon, she is standing outside the school building. Entering it, she wears a grin on her face when she encounters her friends by their lockers. "Hi!" Emilia greets both of them as they retrieve books from their lockers. "What are you two up to today?" The girl fetches her own items and stuffs it into her bag, an Hermes one that she chose after getting showered and brushing her teeth. Being an heiress means she has access to all the most expensive, fashionable stuff there is.

"Nothing much today. How's working with Mark going anyways? I know you told us not to call him names, but he's really such a dork." Emilia pauses at this, considering something she didn't give much thought to earlier. If she goes out with him, she greatly risks losing her social standing at school. Her friends would likely be upset about it, and may even end up no longer talking to her. That would be a devastating blow, one that she's not sure she'll be able to recover from. She doesn't want to give up Mark either though, so Emilia decides to just lie her way through it first and come up with a way to get them to accept him later.

"Oh, him? Yeah, forget what I said earlier. I just figured out how much of a loser he really is. Always staring at my ass like he wishes he could bury his face between these buttcheeks," she remarks, slapping her firm booty. "Not that I'd ever let someone so pathetic anywhere near my butt though. I'm only just messing with his head right now. Can you imagine how broken he'd be when I told him I never really thought of him as a friend and was only making a fool out of him?"

Unfortunately for Emilia, Mark is just approaching her and hears everything she says. He quickly rushes off before she could turn around and see him, tears flowing freely down his face. The boy finds a hidden corner and buries his face in his hands, sobbing. Mark does everything he could to stop himself from wailing loudly, not wanting anyone to find him in such a miserable state. It would be the worst thing for him if anyone finds out about this. Things are already bad enough as it is now.

He had allowed himself to lower his guards and reveal his vulnerable side to Emilia, letting himself fall in love with the girl. And then she revealed that it was all just a fucking joke to her, shattering his heart to a million pieces and stomping on the broken shards. It tears him apart to have his hope of being in a relationship with a girl he has feelings for completely destroyed with those savage words. Mark allows a few more drops of tears to leave his eyes before deciding that he's already cried enough.

Wiping away the tears from his cheeks, the boy tells himself to remain strong. He tries to contain the fresh drops of tear welling up in his eyes, having some success. It's still pretty obvious that he is melancholic about something. He looks down at the ground glumly, heading towards his first class of the day. The fact that it's Physics makes it worse since he'll be having to sit down next to her for the next hour and that is something which he, at the moment, really wants to avoid. The thought of being near her would have made him very delighted an hour ago, but now he just wants to be as far away from her as possible.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Emilia has the audacity to ask as he sits down next to her. Yeah, right. Pretending to be concerned after how she hurt him with those words. Even if they were meant to be behind his back, she still said them, and without a hint of remorse in her voice. It appals him to see her behave this way, considering how he previously thought she'd become a much better person than she used to be.

"Why don't you ask yourself? I heard what you said to Clarisse and Helen about me," he answers curtly, making the head cheerleader gasp in horror. "That's right. Guess what? Your little plan won't work anymore. I'm not going to be some dumb fool for you to play around with. Hear that?" Emilia is horrified as she realises she may have lost Mark. She quickly pulls herself together though, figuring out that it would be best to focus on classwork right now and find a way to fix this issue later on. What she needs is a clear head to find out a way to deal with this.

After the class is over, Mark leaves as soon as he can, with Emilia trailing after him desperately. She really wants to talk to him about things, but he wouldn't listen to her. It wounds Emilia to see how cold he is towards her now. Emilia can't blame him though, not after what she's said to him. And she knows this fully well, not trying to deny her guilt, accepting that it is solely her fault he is now giving her the cold-shoulder.

Just that makes her feel even more pain. It reminds her of the fact that she's a better person now because of him, but she still hurt him through her carelessness. She wishes she can turn back time and take back what she said, so her cute boy wouldn't have to cry. Emilia feels herself crumbling but quickly summons her courage, deciding to pursue him. There is no way she will let Mark elude her grasp. That adorable boy will be hers and she will do anything she has to to make sure of that, consequences be damned. From now on she will go all out and hold nothing back in her quest to get Mark into her arms.

A problem quickly arises though, when she finds him talking to Anna. She decides to be the one listening in this time. Emilia could hear Mark telling Anna "I just can't believe she would do that to me. Before this, I thought she could be the one I've been waiting for. The girl I could give my heart to and trust to look after it." It makes her feel wonderful to hear that he has fallen in love with her but also regret not thinking about what she's saying earlier in the day.

"Don't worry about it, Mark. I'm sure there is someone else who really finds you adorable and want to be with and take care of you," Anna says, resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her short arms around his torso. Emilia feels her blood boil with rage at this sight. She clenches her teeth in anger, struggling to contain her fury. The girl reminds herself that murder won't solve any problems. It wouldn't be possible to be with Mark if she's locked up behind bars. No, she has to be patient. She can't act rashly, otherwise any hopes she has of being with him would be ruined.

She forces herself to look at Anna comfort Mark, constantly having to stop herself from lunging towards them and strangling that bitch. The girl is already going through some motions in her mind about what she can do to sort this mess out and has a plan forming inside her head. Yes, it is going to work. All she has to do is wait for Mark to leave and she can then launch her plan. Soon the two of them would be together the way that they are clearly meant to be.

Once Mark's left, she walks up to where Anna is and taps her on the shoulder. The bespectacled girl turns around in surprise, looking at her blankly. "What the hell do you want?" she asks Emilia irately, not bothering to hide how irritated she is by the cheerleader's presence. She supposes that she does owe the taller girl her thanks since if Emilia didn't say mean things about Mark, he would still be pining for the head cheerleader and Anna wouldn't have her chance now. Still, she really detests the pompous blonde and wants to get away as fast as she could.

"Stop talking to Mark," Emilia replies. Anna snorts in disbelief, shaking her head. "I'm serious. You're going to tell him that you don't want to be friends with him because he is dragging you down and you would be able to talk to more people if you ditch him. Tell him you don't want to be his friend anymore. You're going to say all of that to him tomorrow, first thing in the morning." The nerve of Emilia to say this astonishes Anna to say the least. She couldn't believe what she is hearing from the queen bee of their school right now.

"And what if I refuse?" The geek stares at her when Emilia suddenly grabs her wrist, seizing it in an iron grip. The smaller girl cries out in alarm as Emilia twists it in a lock, her thumbs on the back of Anna's hand, bringing her down to her knees in one swift, practiced motion. Emilia has never been more glad she convinced her father to let her do mixed martial arts. She swings her knee up, stopping it an inch from Anna's nose, showing her she can break it if she wants.

She then yanks the weaker teen up to her feet and spins her around, wrapping her arm around her neck in a chokehold. "I can completely destroy you if you say no," the girl tells her. "But if you do what I tell you to, I can also reward you." Pushing her away, she pulls $300 from her purse and hands it to the shocked nerd. "I will give you another three hundred bucks tomorrow after you tell him you don't want to be near him again. Otherwise I'll break your jaw. Got that?" Anna quickly nods, taking the $300.

Later that day, on her way home, Emilia asks her driver to stop at the shopping mall. She gets in there by herself and goes to an appliance store. Now she needs to buy something. A thing that will add some enjoyment to what she is about to do tomorrow.

A few hours later.

Emilia looks at the object she purchased as she sits on her large bed in her suite. There is a circular, flat bit extending from a stem. It is a brand new, good quality nanny cam. The girl smirks as she examines every corner of it. She inserts the batteries she also bought and looks at the instructions that came with the box. Following them, Emilia quickly links the baby monitor to her computer. Setting everything up, she tests it and finds the video recording function be perfect. There is no flaw with the Google Nest Cam Indoor she just purchased. Great. It isn't a part of her plan to snag Mark but will be used to make things better for her when she gets him to be her boyfriend. Much, much better, as a matter of fact. She can't wait to use it the next night.

The cheerleader quickly places the nanny cam on her mahogany bookshelf, the length of which is parallel to her king-sized bed, so that the camera is facing the side of the mattress. The angle of the baby monitor is perfect, granting a very clear view of the bed while being in a hard to notice position. Emilia has chosen a good hiding spot. She is more than happy, now that it is all ready for what she is going to use it for the very next day. It is going to be so wonderful, she thinks to herself giddily, completely excited by the prospect. Emilia finds her cunt very wet and slips into the vast bathroom, getting into the golden bathtub.

The girl spreads her labia, aiming the jets of water from a shower head at her clit as she stuffs her tight cunt with her fingers. She masturbates right there, moaning Mark's name as she feels the water hitting her sensitive little button, making it swell up with blood. Aroused, Emilia plays with herself, teasing the warm pussy with slow thrusts before pumping her digits in and out of the orifice faster and faster. It feels so good to relax this way after a stressful day. Her homework's were already finished and she's already finished setting up the camera, so now she can orgasm as the perfect way to end the day.

Pretty soon she is spraying her juices all over the inside of the tub, screaming Mark's name at the top of her lungs as she orgasms. Coming down from her intense climax high, she takes deep breaths to calm herself down, feeling sweat permeating her flawless skin. The teenager has never, ever had such a powerful orgasm just from her own fingers before. Clearly it's the result of her fantasizing about Mark, who is about to become hers the very next day, as she reminds herself with an evil grin.

She takes an aromatic bath for the next half an hour to clean herself up, chilling out in the tub and watching a series on the TV in the wall opposite her. Being loaded does come with its own benefits, like the ability to watch television while taking a long bath in a finely decorated bathroom. Emilia feels a smile breaking across her face as she thinks about having Mark in here, taking a bath with her the next time she wants one. The thought alone makes her want to start masturbating again, but she stops herself, wanting to remain focused in the morning.

She goes to sleep in her bed that night, full of energy after mentally preparing herself for what is to come. The girl has wonderful dreams that night, ones that consist of Mark moaning like a whore as she fucks him into submission and breaks his mind with her pussy. Her vagina is totally creamed as she has two midnight orgasms in her sleep, waking up twice from the wet dreams and then going right back into the calm realm of slumbering again.

The next morning she quickly takes care of the usual things, making sure she smells nice and her teeth is clean, since she intends to do something very special with Mark today and wants every thing to be perfect. She is very eager to get to school, eating breakfast at a faster rate than usual. Emilia then gets into her sedan and tells the driver to get her there. No watching YouTube on the way today. Instead, she is going over her plan in her head, figuring out what she is going to say to Mark in the second part once the first has been effectively carried out.

As soon as she is inside, the girl finds a corner she discovered yesterday and hides there. She waits patiently for the next 20 minutes before Mark and Anna arrives together. Crouching down, Emilia observes them, watching the two approach their spot. She is glad to see that they are not holding hands or anything when Mark turns around to face the other geek and smiles at her. This pisses the cheerleader off. 'Mark should only smile like that at me!' Emilia thinks to herself angrily. Stifling her rage, she listens to what he is saying.

"Thanks a lot for being there for me," Mark tells Anna. "I was very distraught after hearing Emilia say those nasty things behind my back, but you told me I'm worth something and helped me to not feel so down about it. I'll always remember that." He gazes at the girl fondly, making Anna feel nervous. Emilia watches on to see if Anna will carry out her side of their little bargain or not. She could tell from the other girl's expression though, that she likely is going to.

"Well, about that. There is something I have to tell you, Mark," she begins, her voice shaking lightly. "I don't want to be friends with you anymore. Because of you, other people won't come near me. You're a pariah and keeping me down. I'd rather be with other people." Mark looks crest fallen at her words, letting her see his tears for a few seconds before rushing off the way he did yesterday when he overheard Emilia dissing him behind his back. Great! Now he is in an emotionally vulnerable state and Emilia will be able to manipulate him into forgiving and having sex with her.

As soon as the coast is clear, Emilia walks up to Anna. "I did what you want now," the shorter teen tells her once she sees her. "Where's my money?" Emilia duly gives her the $300 and Anna then leaves, but not before Emilia warns her to be quiet about their deal. Now she can work on Mark, after having successfully sabotaged the boy's potential alternative relationship. No more rival for her to worry about, with Anna out of the way. This is going to be very easy for her now, she tells herself gleefully. Oh, the blonde can't keep a smile off her face.

She follows Mark to another hidden spot, where he curls up on the ground, his face resting on his knees. The girl looks at him with love in her eyes and walks over, sitting down next to the boy. He looks up at her in surprise, not expecting to find Emilia there. It hurts him a lot to see her pretty face after what he heard her said about him the day before. He still faces her bravely though, not wanting her to see him in any kind of pain. But the facade is not working.

"What do you want? To insult me again, right to my face this time?" Mark asks her irritably, not wanting to deal with any more bullshit. He still loves her but is very angry and in no mood to talk, especially after she's just callously demeaned him yesterday, making fun of him with her friends. It hurts her to hear him say that but she knows it's her own fault she's landed in this mess, and that she has to own up to her mistake. That's the right thing to do. She can't let Mark get away from her. Never.

"No, baby," she says, astounding him with how she addresses him. "I'm really sorry about what I said yesterday. You weren't supposed to hear that. It's not how I really feel about you at all. I just had to say it to keep my friends around. Please, you remember how much closer we've gotten, right?" His feels his heart soften at her words as she suddenly places her hand on the back of his. The way she looks into his eyes so earnestly takes away all his anger and replaces it with something else entirely. Yet he doesn't dare hope for too much now, not at this point.

"And how do you really feel about me?" he asks the head cheerleader, looking at her with his adorable eyes, ones that practically beg her to fuck him. "Tell me how you feel, Emilia, so I know if I've got it right or not." His entire body is quivering in trepidation as he thinks about what he is doing now. What happens in the next few seconds will change the rest of his life. The teenager just doesn't know it yet, but he will soon find out. Now is the chance that Emilia has been waiting for. "You're Emilia Goldberg, incredibly smart, athletic and popular girl. What could you possibly feel for me?"