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.

He barely noticed when a man appeared on his phone screen, already naked, and stood in front of the first time porn star who was fingering herself on the couch. Ashley, however, was transfixed. Even with her uneducated eye, she could tell that the girl with the cock in her mouth wasn't a professional. In the other videos she'd seen, the women had taken enormous cocks all the way down their throat, made eyes at the camera while they choked it down, and talked dirty while they gasped for air. This girl was an enthusiastic amateur, though. She licked and sucked and seemed to be having a great time, but she only ever really got the head in her mouth, and the cameraman kept having to remind her to look up. Ashley could tell why. Something about seeing her eyes lock with the camera made the whole thing much hotter.

As promised, the first time porn star had a surprise orgasm shortly after the male -- presumably not first time -- porn star started eating her out and fingering her. The camera stayed on her face as she came, and although Ashley wasn't close to orgasm herself, she could feel the deep rumblings in her pelvis that she instinctively knew was the start of one. Her previous attempts to come by herself had been thrilling but unsatisfying. This time she had a target and started fingering herself more enthusiastically, reaching for whatever that feeling was.

Justin, meanwhile, was trying not to let himself go over the edge just yet. He let go of his dick before he came. Whatever Ashley said, he didn't want her to think he couldn't last. Normally it took him a good ten or fifteen minutes, but that was alone at home. Right now, he was about two feet away from Ashley and she spread her legs further and further as she got more engrossed in the video. Here, he could smell her wetness and hear the sound as she finger-fucked herself.

Ashley noticed when he stopped moving and suddenly became self-conscious that he had been watching her, while she had been watching orgasms two and three in 'First time porn star has multiple suprise orgasms'. She remembered what he had liked last time.

"Would you, um, like to see my tits again?"

Justin blinked. He still couldn't really believe this whole thing was happening.

"Y... yeah! That would be awesome."

She unbuttoned her shirt and made her best attempt at a sexy shimmy as she slipped it off and unclipped her bra. Justin had thought about her breasts many times since he'd last seen them, but somehow they were even better than he had remembered. Without thinking, he reached out to touch her with the hand he had just been masturbating with, but caught himself and brought his hand back to his dick. She smiled shyly at him.

"It's okay! You can touch them if you want."

He raised his eyebrows. "For real?"

She got on her knees on the couch and leant towards him so her breasts were at about his eye-height. He got the message. He reached out with both hands this time, and started cupping and stroking her boobs. It was the first time this had happened for either of them, and they both enjoyed it a lot. After a minute or two, Ashley wanted to keep watching the video -- and fingering herself -- but she couldn't easily do that in her current position.

"Can we move around a bit? I want to keep watching. But... somewhere you can keep doing that to me, too."

They tried one or two things that were both uncomfortable, until they had the idea to copy a position on the video, with Ashley lying upside down on the couch with her feet over the back of it and Justin next to her, so he could feel her tits with one hand and touch himself with the other. They put his phone upside down -- he didn't mind not being able to see it properly, since he had seen it before, and also he was much more excited about what was happening in the room right now than on the screen.

Ashley kept her eyes on the screen as Justin touched her nipples and ran his hand over her breasts and torso. She kept fingering herself, excited by the idea that Justin had a perfect view of her pussy being stuffed. She kept reaching for that thrilling feeling behind her navel that was getting stronger and closer with every minute.

When Ashley started making whimpering noises, it pushed Justin over the edge, despite his best attempts to hold it back. He stood up as he came and aimed his dick at Ashley's inverted face. She made the briefest moment of eye contact with him before his jizz rained down on her, landing in her eyes, nostrils, mouth, and hair. The split-second image of his cock bursting above her before she screwed her eyes shut was enough. She hit her orgasm. It poured out into her with a hot, bright series of spasms, and out her mouth in a series of gasping moans. For a few seconds her mind was totally gone as she let her orgasm ride through her. She kept gently fingering herself a while longer as she caught her breath and stopped vocalising. She let the silence wash over her.

Then she realised that the silence was weird. There had been noise before she came. She pulled her hand out of pussy and used it to scrape the cum out of her eyes. She sat upright and realised the silence was because Justin had grabbed his phone and ran in the time between he finished coming, and she finished coming.

That felt pretty shitty, but she was also feeling the warm afterglow of her first real orgasm. She used her other hand to keep stroking the outside of her pussy while she ate the cum off her face. As she went to put her undies back on and picked up her bra and shirt where she had absentmindedly thrown them, she heard her phone ping in her bag.

It was a message from Justin. 'Sorry. Shitty of me to run off like that again. I just felt weird & guilty again even tho i know u r into it. I have something for u 2 make up for it. Monday first break @ hellgate?'