𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: You’ve never been the smartest in your class, but when you started liking Dustin, you put your smarts to the test
𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩: Smut, bjs, cream pie, eating out, I think that’s it
To any other person, you weren’t exactly smart. Cs in most of your classes and Bs if you got really lucky. However, despite what people may think, you were smart. Maybe not book smart, but definitely street smart. And you were putting your skills to good use. You’ve been a bit interested in a boy in your math class. His name was Dustin, and god were you obsessed with his curls, rings, his intelligence, god you loved watching him.
You two were in different circles however. You, mixed in with the decently popular people, hang outs after school and the occasional party but nowhere near the cheerleaders. Meanwhile Dustin was more at the bottom of the social ladder. Mixed in with the nerds and the DND kids. And since this was high school, you couldn’t exactly jeopardize your own social standing by talking to him. This is where you put your smarts to work. Let your grades slip a bit, just enough to get mandated tutoring.
At first however, you didn't get Dustin as your tutor, it was some other guy. So you had to work overtime, asking enough annoying and dumb questions that made your previous tutors quit, until finally, you were paired with Dustin.
However this wasn't tutoring for you. This was strategy. You made sure to always take it up a notch, letting your hand linger just a second too long when Dustin would hand you a note, stare a little too long at him when he explained something, and sit just a bit too close to him when you did your work. Perfume applied just a bit too heavily as you would thank him so you knew he would walk away with your scent in mind. And you could tell it was working.
Everytime you would meet with him you would see his eyes linger to his lips, his eyes lingering just a bit too far down your body, lingering on the way your thighs looked sitting in your chair.
You knew you had laid the trap and he was falling helplessly into it. And now, it was time for the kill.
It was the day before spring break, and you had an idea to start spring break in a few days, and you had the perfect way to start it out.
The bell had just rung and you were standing outside of Dustin's class, waiting for him to leave,
“Dustin! Hey! How are you?” You ask, giving him a smile,
“Oh, hey, I didn't realize you’d be here, did you need something?” Dustin asks, taken aback at the sight of you.
“I know it's super last minute, but I have this super important English test, which sucks I know, but I was wondering if I could have some last minute tutoring that would be super helpful” you say, giving him a smile, staring at his lips. You see his face go red, meaning your plan was going well.
“Oh yeah okay sure, I can do that. Uh, I can meet you in like an hour in the library.” He says quickly,
“Oh, sorry, I can't, but I am available at around 7 pm or so, you can meet me at my house instead. Plus, I want to say thank you for tutoring these past few weeks.” You wink,
“Uh, yeah yeah totally okay yeah that works” Dustin says quickly,
“Great, here’s my address” you say, handing him a slip of paper with your address written on it, letting your hand linger on top of his just a little too long.
You decided to step it up, wearing a shirt with no bra and your shortest pair of shorts. One way or another you were going to get him.
You wait the hours in your room in anticipation, waiting for Dustin to show up, then you hear a knock at the door. “Dustin, welcome, follow me” you say, motioning for him to follow you.
You both walk up to your room, Dustin’s face a shade of red as he follows you in. He stares at your decor, seeing how your room really is personified.
“Okay right so uh, English, what did you need help with?” Dustin asks, trying to get back on task.
“Oh, I just needed a bit of help on conjugation, sit” you smile, sitting on your carpet, patting the space next to you.
“Okay, sure yeah” he says, sitting next to you. He takes a deep breath, you know he can smell your perfume, and it's driving him crazy. You can tell, he's shifted positions at least three times already.
“Okay so do you have a paper of the ones you need help with or..?” Dustin trails off, watching as you reach into your backpack, your stomach showing with your ass facing him as you find the paper.
“Here” you say, sitting back down and handing him the paper. Dustin clears his throat, trying to get the image out of his head as he stares down at the paper.
Dustin starts trying to explain verb conjugation to you, but you tuned out his words the second he started talking.
You watched him, watching the way his rings sat on his fingers, the way he bit his lip trying to think of how to word his next phrases. You hated to admit it but you were turned on.
“Got it?” You hear Dustin say, snapping you out of your daydream.
“Huh? Yeah totally” you say quickly, your attention now on verbs.
“Did you listen to anything I said?” Dustin asks,
”Okay, then can you give me a perfectly conjugated sentence?” He asks you. You smile at him, one way or another he was yours tonight.
”Okay, sure, is ‘I want to fuck you’ a conjugated sentence?” You ask, leaning into him. Dustin's face goes even redder, moving a bit back from you.
“What? Did I conjugate that wrong?” You ask innocently, giving him a smile,
“Yeah yeah yeah conjugation sure yeah, what did you say?” Dustin asks quickly,
“Do you want me to ask again?” You tease
”Yes, no, maybe, shit I dont know I dont-“ you cut him off, kissing him. He melts into it instantly, and automatically rests on the small of your back.
After a few seconds he pulls back, panting a bit as he tries to form the right words.
“Wait I don't understand, you invited me over for grammar and now we’re-“
”Dustin” you cut him off again, “I’ve seen the way you look at me during tutoring, plus I heard you moan when I hugged you for the first time. So, do you want me to kiss you again?” You ask, staring at his lips.
You don't get a response, instead, you feel Dustin's lips on you again, biting your lip ever so softly, almost begging for more.
You rest one hand on his chest, the other tangles in his hair. You feel him whine a bit when you tug on it a little, smiling at the sound.
You feel his hands slowly making his way up your waist, gasping when he reaches your braless chest.
He hesitates, unsure of what to do next. You break the kiss, lips a bit swollen at the kissing.
“Okay, so, I'm not trying to be weird, but I doubt you’ve been with a girl, huh?” You ask, giggling a bit.
Dustin shakes his head, a bit embarrassed at the fact. You giggle, grabbing his hands and guiding him towards your bed. You stand in between his legs, smiling as you kiss his neck.
“That’s fine, I'll just take the lead then” you say, taking your shirt off.
Dustin stares at the sight in front of him, unsure of how to act. He wants to reach out, to touch you, but he's scared to. You roll your eyes playfully, grabbing his hands and placing them on your chest.
Dustin rests his hands there, unsure of what to do. He lets them rest there for a second, before finally moving them, he massages your tits, feeling your nipples harden in his hands, making him gasp at the feeling. You giggle, watching him continue to shift on your bed. You watch him rest his head on your stomach, looking up at you with hooded eyes, you feel your heart flip looking at him. God, he looked so hot like this. He starts kissing around your waist, his kisses trailing down to the start of your shorts. You feel his hands leave your tits and find their way to your thighs gripping them tightly as he feels the curves of your ass. You can tell what hes silently begging for. You giggle, pulling down your shorts and underwear, Dustin almost malfunctioning at the sight.
You chuckle, “You can continue y'know" you tease, grabbing his chin to make him look up at you, “Or would you rather I start it off?” You ask,
“N-no, let me do this, please” he begs, holding onto your thighs tighter. You moan at the feeling, nodding your head.
He begins to lick at your clit, lapping up your slick as he tastes you on his tongue. God you tasted so good to him, he was in heaven, he wanted to stay like this forever.
You whine at the feeling, gripping onto his hair, making him moan onto your clit, sending shivers down your spine. He continues to lick at your clit, you rolling your eyes at how you feel. For a guy who has never been with a girl before, god did he know what he was doing. After a few more seconds you pull him back by his hair, whining at the loss of feeling you and the sensation of you pulling his hair.
“Shit was I doing it wrong? Shit I'm sorry I-“he starts, but you kiss him, tasting your arousal on his tongue.
“No, you were doing so well, but I just wanted to return the favor.” You wink, getting onto your knees, unzipping his pants. You watch as his dick springs out, already coated in a thin layer of pre-cum. He was an average size, but god was he thick, your hand not fitting as you begin to stroke him, kissing his tip.
He moans at the feeling, his hands wanting to curl into your hair, but not wanting to hurt you, so he opts to grip your bedsheets instead.
You stroke him a couple times before letting your mouth wrap around him, bobbing your head up and down as you look up. He throws his back in pleasure, now gripping your hair as you continue taking him.
You continue bobbing your head, a few times stopping to kiss his tip, but eventually you stop all together, Dustin whining again at the sudden loss. You stand up, now straddling him.
“W-what are you doing?” Dustin pants. You kiss his neck in response, leaving a few marks on him. You’d cover them up later.
“Doing something new with you” you whisper in his ear, grabbing his cock as you line yourself up with his dick.
You slowly slide down on his dick, feeling your hole stretch slightly to accommodate. You shiver at the feeling, finally taking his entire length, staying in this position for a few seconds before you start moving. You bury your face in Dustin’s neck, trying to maintain a uniform pace. Dustin's hands hold onto your ass, you can feel the engravings of his rings leaving imprints on your ass, only fueling you.
You continue moving up and down his dick, listening to Dustin's moans as you breathe into his neck.
“Shit, I'm close” you groan, trying to quicken your movements
”I feel it, me too” he moans, holding onto you tighter.
You can feel his dick twitching inside you, sending you over the edge as your pussy twitches around Dustin, making him orgasm to, the feeling of his cum filling you up sendings shivers down your back as you continue holding onto Dustin as you let your movement slowly come to an end, trying to ride your high as long as you can.
As you finally stand up, you hold onto Dustin for support, you watch as his cum drips out of you, staining his pants, making you both laugh.
“Well then, this was a great study date, I'm going to take a shower now, you care to join?” You ask Dustin, kissing his cheek.
“Yes please” he says, standing up, both of you a bit shaky as you walk to the bathroom.
Some people may call you dumb, but damn were you smart at getting what you want.
