Fun with Nerdy Girls 18 (Patreon)

As I pushed Sarah against the edge of the pool, my shaft sliding between her thighs, my hands dancing on her chest, I had only one question in mind. 

How far I could push her which girl would be the one to surrender. The sexy brunette I was currently molesting, or the curvy blonde that was watching us from the concealed window, her body moving more and more. 

Luckily,  I had the option to reach the problem as a nerd, using the scientific experimentation method Carrie had thought me. My hypothesis was Sarah would fold first. I just needed to test that against the real-world condition to validate — and maybe repeat a few times to make sure my result was statistically significant. 

Who said studying was a waste of time. 

I didn’t wait until Sarah could settle into her new position before leaning forward and whispering into her ear. “Tell me something interesting about yourself.” As my chest pressed against hers, I could feel an out-of-control heartbeat against my chest. 

“I…” she started, her voice trembling with unmet desire. “I can hold my breath for almost three minutes,” she said after a while. 

“How interesting, do you want to prove it,” I murmured, enjoying the way her eyes widened as I put my hands on her shoulders, like I was about to push her into the pool, only to relax when, rather than pushing down, I brought her out of the water, letting her sit on the edge. 

“Thanks, I didn’t want to be dunked…” she started, only to stop after I climbed, my shaft inches away from her lips. 

“Don’t worry, I have a better idea to test it. Open wide,” I said, testing her arousal and her resolve at the same time. The sudden aggressiveness might have closed the night early, but the expression I read on her lovely brown eyes told me that it was an acceptable risk.  

She was still sitting on her tight ass as I pushed my hips forward. When it pressed against her mouth, her eyes flashed with what might have been classified as rebellion mixed with fear as she processed the length of my shaft from such a close vantage point. 

Luckily, I knew the perfect lever to push. “If you think you can’t handle as much as Carrie, we can stop,” I said, keeping my tone calm, like I was actually trying to empathize, with a hint of pity. 

And just like I expected, pity worked much better than a more aggressive goading attempt. She said nothing, but her lips parted, her body sliding forward, allowing her to take me in without straining her neck. 

“Excellent,” I said as I put my hands on her head, signaling that I had no intention of giving her control. But rather than pushing forward, even more, I let her go with her own pace at first. 

Her eyelids shut as she hummed what was likely appreciation as she pushed herself forward. Her attempt was stuttered and mechanic, clearly showing her lack of experience, but that didn’t prevent her from pushing aggressively until the crown pressed against her throat. 

She was truly brave. 

Since her eyes were conveniently closed, I looked up, trying to catch Carrie’s eyes, only to find her face pressed against the window like she was afraid of missing even one frame of our show, her shoulders still swaying suggestively. Good, I thought as I realized a naked blowjob didn’t touch her limits. 

I turned my gaze down, just as Sarah pulled out my spit-covered shaft for a moment, taking a breath before repeating the same flow, clumsy yet enthusiastic. I watched in fascination as her lips opened to the limit as she filled her mouth completely, yet continued to push forward even as my shaft pressed against her throat. 

“Impressive,” I said, surprised that she was trying to actually deep-throat without any further goading. 

“How else I could prove you my lung capacity?” she said after pulling out, a smug smile on her face, clearly satisfied with her actions. I nodded back with a smirk, not saying anything about her well-deserved smug expression, even though I was more interested in the limits of her throat than her lungs. 

I waited as she repeatedly tried to devour my shaft completely, only for her gags and wheezes to block her from early success, though, I wasn’t shocked by her rapid acceptance after pushing through a certain level of intimacy, not when I had already experienced almost the same thing with Carrie at the beginning of our ‘tutoring’ arrangement. 

The resolve in her eyes, on the other hand, was rather more surprising. Her competitiveness was turning out to be much more useful than I could ever expect. I could feel my arousal getting more intense as Sarah did her best to swallow more of my length, coating more and more of my shaft with her spit, leaving me doubtful whether I would need to help her to achieve her objective, or whether she would be able to achieve in her own. 

Time passed, and the second probability started to look much more probable. And when she grabbed my thighs to pull herself deeper into my shaft, I let my hands slide down from her head. My thumb caressed the edge of her breasts, a gentle move that contrasted greatly with the sloppy blowjob I was receiving, and working even better for it. 

She trembled as my palms opened, cupping her breasts, her nipples pressing against my palms as enjoyed the firmness of her breasts. Her size might not be matching Carrie’s miraculous measurements, but that didn’t mean groping her was nothing less than absolute delight.  

A moan escaped her mouth despite the great barrier she was trying to suffocate herself with, one that almost set me off to push her down, and brought our sexy dance to the next step. Pity, she chose that exact moment to grab my thighs even tighter pushed herself forward, achieving the impossible by devouring the entirety of my shaft. 

I grunted helplessly as she pushed despite her gags, proving that she hadn’t undersold her ability to keep her breath. I paid her by playing with her erect nipples, adding helpless rumbling of silent moans to her gags, assisted by a supporting cast of moans, grunts, and other beautiful sounds. 

When she finally pulled back, almost three minutes later, I was dangerously close to climaxing. “I told you so, I can hold my breath for very long,” she managed to say despite breathing desperately. 

“I’m impressed,” I said even as I grabbed her waist, and before she could even react, lifted her up. Her weight was nothing against my strength, perfected through endless training as I twirled her until she was upside down, her lips still inches away from my cock, but this time, her nether lips were just inches away from my tongue as well. “It’s time for your reward,” I said. 

Before she could process the situation, my tongue was already caressing her wetness. Though, considering the speed she repeated her earlier task, it was clear that she had no problem with the new situation.

I started walking inside, enjoying the way her body was pressing against mine. However, before I entered, I looked up once more, meeting Carrie’s shocked gaze, who had been watching the rapid developments with an ever-growing shock. But since she seemed to be happy with being an observer, I continued walking forward, even as my tongue started caressing Sarah’s entrance aggressively, pushing her farther into the land of pleasure. 

We entered inside, accompanied by her repeated gags as she deep-throating me successfully despite the challenging angle, showing just amazing her mouth was, a treatment that continued even as I started climbing the stairs, directly to my bedroom. 

The couch was nice, but not as wide as my bed, which made a much wider playbook of positions available. 

“Give me a minute,” sweetie,” I said after we arrived at my bedroom, only to drop her onto my bed. She didn’t waste any time staring at my glistening cock, or try to understand the significance of the room she was in, too aroused to do anything but latch onto my shaft, sucking enthusiastically. 

Luckily, she was too distracted to notice a blonde figure appearing at the doorway, looking inside with shocked eyes. I met with Carrie’s eyes, mouthing her to be careful, even as I enjoyed the amazing sight of her naked body, her arousal dripping down her leg. 

Carrie followed my request, and pulled the door close — unfortunately choosing to stay outside in the process. That didn’t mean she went away, of course, as normally, a little ray of light would shine from the keyhole. Not having that meant that she was there, still watching us. 

With that, I decided to make it a proper show rather than cumming inside Sarah’s mouth. I pulled out at the last moment, spraying Sarah’s face with my gunk, much to her shocked gasp, as if the sudden drops broke through her shocking aura. I continued to spray her, spraying over her chest and her stomach as well before finally coming to a stop. 

At that point, neither stopping, nor forcibly pulling Carrie into the situation felt particularly tempting. No, I decided. I would let Carrie or Sarah take the final step triggering a threesome — though that didn’t mean I wouldn’t prod and tease them in that direction. The idea of having one of them watching while I worked on the other, each unaware of their observer during their turn, was too erotic to be terminated early. 

So, instead of opening the door and pulling Carrie inside to trigger a surefire threesome, I parted Sarah’s legs, positioning myself in between. “So, we tested the breathing capacity of your lungs. Do you want to check just how loud of a cry they can create as well?” I asked even as I pressed the crown of my half-erect shaft against her entrance, informing her what awaited her the next. 

Waiting for her nod to graduate her from her virgin status…