Eric the Geek

I was staring at my sister's friend Foxy. That's not her real name but everybody calls her Foxy because she's gorgeous. She's a small and petite Asian goddess with an adorable little innocent face. She's the kind of girl you want to fuck because she's so innocent.

Anyway, I didn't notice the bell rang and I wasn't paying attention to the other students leaving because I was staring at Foxy. It's the type of thing I do on a regular basis which doesn't help my reputation for being a geek. I'm about 5'11" and skinny, I wear glasses, and can't seem to figure out which clothes are "in". I'm a year older than everybody else because I was a sick baby and I started school late. I'm an 18 year old and a junior in high school.

"Wanna fuck?"

I was broken from my trance. It was Skipper, a senior, again that's not her real name. She was one of the weird ones. She wears all black and sometimes wears black lipstick and makeup. One of the goth freaks. She got teased for that but I've had a few good masturbation sessions with her in mind. I just think of the make up as Cleopatra would wear it, a nympho. She wasn't bad looking, standing 5'8", slim, and having 36c tits.

"Wha... huh?" I said confused looking up at her. I wasn't sure I heard what I thought I did. It was the last class of the day and everybody was heading home. I realized that I was still sitting there. I started to gather my books and stand up.

"Do you wanna fuck?" she said again. She just stood there looking bored waiting for an answer. I tried to figure out where the joke was. Nobody was with her but this sort of thing only happens to me when I'm getting picked on.

"Sure." I said cautiously. I have never had sex and I knew somehow this was a joke I just wanted to get the humiliation out of the way and go home.

"Kay," she said "come on." She started to walk away. I followed her home in silence. She didn't talk to me or even look at me. She belonged to a kind of anti-social crowd. I figured that's just how she was.

I expected her friends to be waiting to make fun of me when we got to her house. We walked in the front door and the house was empty. It was a one story house and she led me to her room down a couple hallways. Not a huge house but the family wasn't poor.

Her room was decorated with posters of goth bands and she had Christmas lights up. It was winter but I had the feeling the lights were up all year round.

She dropped her heavy winter jacket revealing what she had on. Besides the heavy combat boots all she had on was a black miniskirt and a black tank top. Today she had some black eye liner on but no lipstick. She looked somewhat normal. I started to realize there was no joke. It made my cock stiffen a little. She had great legs and her bra size was probably a 36C.

I suddenly started to notice how hot it was in her house. She even had her bedroom window open a crack and I noticed there was no screen. I looked back to her and she was standing there holding out her hand.

"What?" I asked confused.

"What do you think?" she said irritated. "Do I look horny? Does it look like I want you?"

"You want me to pay you?" I said understanding where the catch was. She just stood there with her hand out. "How much do you... you know...cost?"

"I don't care give me a twenty." She said. Obviously it didn't matter to her how much she sold it for she just wanted extra cash. I took off my winter jacket and got my wallet out. I had two twenties and a five.

I handed her a twenty. She folded it a slid it into a lock box on her dresser. I wondered if she did this a lot. I really didn't care. I was about to have sex.

She grabbed a magazine from her nightstand and balanced it on the window sill. It was Teen People or something like that. She turned her back to me and lifted her skirt over her hips. She didn't have any panties to remove. She bent over with her hands on the window sill reading her magazine.

"I kinda thought we would discuss how we do it." I said. "You know, this much money gets you this and this much money gets you that."

She didn't look up from her magazine. "Look this is the only way I can do something else while you do your thing. Tell you what you can have your choice of what's back there."

I started to remove my jeans. I decided to give up on that argument. I reminded myself that I was lucky just to have sex. I walked up behind her taking in the sight. I was looking at a girls ass and pussy. It occurred to me she had just given me my choice of the two.

I gave my cock a stroke and decided to go for the pussy. In a way it was kinda cool that she seemed so uninterested. There was no performance anxiety. I already knew she didn't care.

I touched the head of my cock to her entrance. She didn't even flinch. I grabbed her hips and pressed my cock against her. She wasn't turn on at all so I had some trouble getting in with her being so dry.

She reached back and pushed my cock away, annoyed, never looking up from the magazine. She spit on her fingers and rubbed her pussy lips for a second and then went back to her reading.

I tried again and this time the head of my cock parted her pussy lips easily. I put my hands back on her hips and pushed forward. My entire cock slid into her warm pussy and she didn't make a sound or move. For a second I was annoyed. I had always hoped that I would learn that my cock was a good little pleasure maker when I finally had sex. When she didn't react I worried that wasn't true. But again I reminded myself that I was having sex.

I slowly began to slide in and out of her trying to savor the moment. I pressed all the way in and then pulled almost all the way out. I did this slowly several times and then began to pick up the pace.

I couldn't believe this wasn't a joke. She was actually serious about letting me fuck her. She made me pay her but it still seemed too good to be true.

I tried to slow down when I felt that tingle in my shaft but it seemed inevitable that I would cum so I decided to at least make it as good as I could. I gripped her hips hard and pulled back to start really ramming it into her. I must have surprised her because she let go of the edge of her page to grab the window sill. Her magazine fell out the window and she raised a hand in a 'well that's just great' gesture. At least she didn't make me stop.

She just hung onto the edge of the window as I pulled on her hips ramming my cock into her pussy. I shot my warm cum deep inside her. I couldn't believe it actually happened.

I pulled out of her and collapsed on her bed. She just leaned out the window and grabbed her magazine. I saw her check it to see if it got wet and then she said, "If you wanna do it again its another twenty bucks."

I couldn't believe she would let me do it again. My cock was flaccid. I wanted to do it again but I didn't know how to make it hard again. I decided to stall.

"Do you do this a lot?" I asked. She turned from her magazine and faced me.

"I've done it a few times." she said looking at my cock. I realized she wouldn't want me hanging around if I couldn't pay her for it again so I started to stroke it between my fingers trying to bring it back to life.

"Look if you need some time you can play my brother's playstation for a while." she said looking almost nice for the first time.

"No it's okay, if you don't mind me just waiting here."

"That's fine." She said

"So what made you come up to me today?"

"You looked like an easy twenty bucks. You're obviously a virgin and you stare at your sister's friend all the time. I knew you would accept my offer."

I started to think about Foxy. While Skipper went back to her magazine I daydreamt about Foxy making me this offer. I wondered what it would be like to fuck her little pussy. My cock started to twitch and before long it was hard again.

"I'm putting twenty bucks in the box." I said. She turned to make sure I did. "Will you give me a blowjob this time?" I asked.

"No" she said turning the page. "I already told you no. If you are bored already try the other hole. Just spit on it this time okay?"

I walked up behind her again. I ran my hands over her ass and curled my fingers around her hips. I leaned down and spit on the crack of her ass watching it drip down. I touched the spit with the head of my cock and then the entrance to her pussy. I pushed in like before.

It felt much wetter this time because I already had a load of cum inside her. I pulled my cock out. It was slick with cum. I spit on her asshole. Touching the head of my cock to her anus I pressed it in slowly one inch at a time.

She closed the magazine and braced herself on the edge of the window. Once all the way in I stopped to savor the feeling. It was a lot tighter than her pussy.

Slowly I began to slide in and out hanging onto her hips. She still didn't make any noise or move except for when I moved her but she at least closed her magazine. I wondered if she had an anal fetish.

I started to pound into her harder and harder. When I still got no reaction from her I assumed I wasn't hurting her and I continued at that pace. She dropped her head between her arms as if waiting for me to finish.

I thrust faster and harder into her anus, pulling on her hips. It wasn't like the first time, it was actually having trouble bringing myself to an orgasm. No matter how hard I pounded I couldn't get the tingling that I needed. I hoped that she wouldn't get bored waiting and I wished that the house wasn't so hot. I started to really sweat as I got a better grip on her hips and kept ramming her butthole.

My legs were getting tired and it was getting harder to hang onto her hips because she was starting to sweat now too. I thought about how intense the orgasm would be after such a struggle to get it.

Even with my frantic pounding she seemed bored. Her body jerked with my thrusting but other than that she didn't move. I didn't care, I fucked her harder.

I reached up and pulled back on her shoulders for better leverage. That did the trick. It was easier to hold on and I could pound her deeper. My cock began to tingle. A few more thrusts and I filled her anus with the second load.

Again I collapsed on the bed, this time out of breath and sweaty.

"Had more fun that time?" she asked, once again almost seeming nice.

"Yeah." I said. I felt the need to thank her for giving me this opportunity even though she was totally ignoring me the whole time. "You really didn't mind letting me have sex with you?"

"I don't care if some geek sprays my insides with his cum." she said pulling her skirt back down. "Guys are stupid. They never know what a girl wants. If they are going to be perverts I may as well make some money off of 'em."

That reminded me I still had five dollars left. I wondered what she might let me do for it.

"Well are you done now?" she asked.

"I only have five dollars left." I said. "I don't suppose that will get me anything."

"I'll let you feel up my tits?" she said as if she didn't know if that would be worth five dollars. I put the money in the box.

"Do your parents know what the box is for?" I joked. She just lifted her arms like a bird spreading its wings. I came up behind her and cupped her heavy tits in my hands. I gave them a squeeze.

"You know you could earn your money back if you want." she said as I pushed her tits together.

"You wanna pay me for sex?" I said curious.

"No. My friends are having a party tomorrow night and we want some male entertainment. My friend's brother used to do it but he wanted to stop because he didn't feel comfortable with some of the situations he ended up in with his sister."

"You want me to be a stripper for you at a party?"

"Not really a stripper. More like a clown."

"What?"

"We like to humiliate guys at our parties. It's only a small party. Only me and my three friends."

"Okay." I said partly because I wanted my money back and partly because I wanted more attention from not only Skipper but also her friends. I would be there to get made fun of but i'm used to that. I was willing to do anything sexual with Skipper and her friends. She pulled my hands away from her tits.

"Times up." she said. "So I'll see you tomorrow night."