Oral Sex with my Geeky Female Companion
"Stacy has stunning breasts!" That quote lingered in Ginny's thoughts.
Ginny and Nigel were inseparable since they were kids. They lived next door to each other. Huge nerds (better known as geeks), both captivated by outer space and distant planets, with diverse interests ranging from books to computer games - best friends who always found solace in each other, with whom they could share their deepest secrets.
Everyone had their red lines, though. Ginny loathed the Harry Potter universe, despite (or rather because of) her name. "Harry should've dated Hermione, not that redhead slut!" She had strong opinions about this. And Nigel couldn't bluff in card games - he was atrocious at reading people's faces, and would lose every time, regardless of his draw.
While it wasn't uncommon for him to say something like this, it just felt... After spending their entire lives together, Ginny realized she had a particular taste. She had a taste for tall blonde geeks with glasses covering their faces, who were good-looking if only they knew how to dress well. Someone who resembled her best friend since childhood - Nigel.
Yet he never even showed a hint of interest, restricting his attraction to "a friend to chat and play games with." They attended his eighteenth birthday party, but nothing happened. They went swimming together, but he completely disregarded her steamy swimsuit. They danced at her eighteenth birthday party, and he still failed to see her as more than a best friend.
Now, he was going ga-ga over the breasts of a popular school queen, who had been rude to her and didn't even recognize his name!
Ginny grumbled through the last few hours of school, wishing Nigel a spiffy swim session as she marched down the hallway leading to the gym, where she languished on the treadmill for over an hour, spewing rage as she walked. At home, she hacked at veggies with more intensity than they needed. When Nigel knocked on her door, she let him in with more venom than usual - yet another occurrence that went over his head (because what does a teenage boy understand about such complex emotions?)
And now she was sitting across the sofa, watching Nigel play a new game on her console. Trolls were reduced to chunks by a blade wielded by a half-naked woman, half the screen devoted to portraying the staggering physics of her mighty chest or butt as she hopped and dodged.
"Is that all?" Ginny finally shattered the silence.
"Hmm, I can't seem to defeat this boss..." Nigel rejoindered while mashing the gamepad.
"No, I mean Stacy. Is she so popular because she displays her breasts so often?"
It was, arguably, the most unjust aspect of the situation. Stacy had medium-sized, augmented breasts that she padded with push-up bras to attract classmates and even teachers. Ginny had a big chest that she preferred to hide under baggy superhero-themed sweatshirts and sports bras. Ginny was confident that she would draw everyone's attention with the right dress (situated in her closet). She just didn't feel comfortable taking off her clothes for anyone, considering her best friend had never seen her in a new light.
"Umm, no, actually, it's because Stacy provides outstanding oral sex!" Nigel replied between his gaming endeavors.
"Huh?!"
"Yep, that's what I've heard. Since her eighteenth birthday, she's engaged in a lewd adventure. Anything underneath an ID."
"So..." Ginny contemplated the information, "When they call her 'Inspector Stacy,' they're referring to..."
"Yeah, she gives head to practically anyone, as long as she's sure their age is legal."
"But isn't there any reservation? Aren't there people who would find that squalid, putting their penises in her mouth?" Ginny was horrified.
To act independently as consenting adults is one thing, but this is just repulsive!
"Huh, well... I hit the 'block' key! Uhm, in other words, nothing beats experience. Anyway, Stacy favors jocks and pays little attention to us geeks."
There you have it. That pinch of regret in his voice - that she utterly ignored him!
"But she's not just a bitch, she's a slut!" Ginny was livid. Maybe she would actually date Jacob, just to witness Nigel's response! She pictured the scenario for a moment. "Hey, you can't come in today! I'm getting dressed. By the way, what do you think of this dress? It looks fantastic on me, doesn't it? I'm running late, Jacob's waiting!" [I hope this paraphrasing captures the essence of the original text. Let me know if there are any areas that can be improved upon!]
Jacob, the ultimate school playboy, was a charm magnet. Many girls ended up naked in his arms without really knowing what happened. He even managed to seduce a wise, mature literature teacher who was a married woman, using his wit and charisma. Their relationship didn't last long, ending when the headmaster caught them having sex in her office. But Jacob found a way out of that predicament as well - by flirting with the principal! The guy was unstoppable.
Ginny, for her part, dismissed the thought of Jacob. After all, she wasn't dumb enough to fall for Jacob or get caught up in all that drama. She also didn't want to complicate her life with such things. That's why she thought of sexually transmitted diseases first.
Nigel, sitting next to her, felt terrible.
Throughout their last year at school, he noticed a growing distance between him and Ginny. With him choosing spacecraft engineering and Ginny getting interested in biology and agronomy, he worried that they might end up in different sectors and never see each other again after graduation. Ginny seemed to be drifting away, even their gaming sessions had lost their old spark. She no longer cared about scoring well, never showed any excitement, and seemed more and more distant.
Nigel couldn't understand his own feelings. Ginny was a childhood friend, so why would he want to be seen as anything more than that? Yet, he couldn't help but remember their days of laughter, staying until the lights went out, and talking about everything and nothing.
He was confused and frustrated, but every time he closed his eyes, he saw Ginny in her swimsuit, far away, ignoring the awkward geeky friend beside her. He remembered her face close to his, agreeing to dance with him, making him the happiest kid in the world. With her deep blue eyes, so close and yet so distant.
He didn't know how to bridge the gap.
Nigel was scared of ruining their friendship. He couldn't stand the thought of Ginny turning him down, it would break him. But, on the other hand, sitting back and acting like nothing had changed didn't help either. Now she was talking about going out. What would he do? Watch as Ginny went out with anyone? Maybe even someone like Jacob? In that case, he'd probably jump into the trash compactor - his life would be over.
"Fucking hell," Nigel declared, passing her the gamepad. "Would you like to try this?"
Their gazes met, and Nigel was disheartened to see the same cold expression on Ginny's face.
"Well, maybe not," he offered.
"I'm smart, intelligent! I studied anatomy and psychology!" she countered.
"True," Nigel acknowledged.
"I have the willpower, I can remember anything!"
"You're incredibly capable, but..."
"That means, I'd blow a guy better than any Stacy ever could!"
"Well, I mean, if..." Nigel had no idea why they were talking about this.
"What? It's a bet. Take off your pants, then!"
"What?!" Nigel couldn't believe his ears.
"Did I stutter?"
"Ginny, but..."
"We're both guys and girls, right?" she asked.
"Yes, of course..."
"We hang out all the time, my parents let you stay in my room whenever you want, and I help you with assignments."
"That's true, but..."
"I'm sick of being ignored!" Ginny was angry, and both of them had so much to say in so few words.
Slowly, Nigel held up his hands to calm her down.
"All I want to say is..."
"Five minutes - is that quick?" Ginny asked, oblivious to how sex worked.
"Well, I could last an hour, so..." Nigel was also clueless about sex and his claim of lasting came from porn.
"In that case!" Ginny blurted out, her anger vanishing. "I bet I can make you cum in under five minutes. If I do, will you take me on a proper date? With nice outfits and everything?"
"Uhm..." Nigel's world was turned upside down as Ginny brought up sex. He didn't know how to respond.
"What are you saying?" she inquired, waiting for his answer.
Slowly, Nigel spread his hands towards Ginny.
"I just want to tell you..."
"Under two?" Ginny suggested, ignorant about her own actions and their consequences.
"Wow, that's, um..." Nigel was unsure of what to say.
When Nigel imagined going on a date with Ginny, it was a dream come true. But the thought of potentially not being able to perform instantly left him terrified. Should they even jump into something so intimate right away, or perhaps he should take her on a proper date first? Would she be furious if he lasted less than five minutes? Should he let her use his console so she could masturbate anytime she wanted? Question after question filled his mind, leaving him feeling overwhelmed and anxious.
"What if I cum too soon?" He questioned nervously.
"If that happens, I'll let you use my console. I mean, you can jerk off to those cartoon tits anytime you want! We'll be done anyway!" Came her matter-of-fact response.
The pressure began to build as Nigel quickly tried to finish before his parents arrived home.
"Maybe we should... go somewhere first?" He suggested hesitantly.
"Nah, right here! Set a timer! We still have time before my parents get back!" She urged him.
Nigel's heart raced as he anticipated her next move. He stood frozen, torn between taking off his trousers casually or hastily. His hands trembled as he tried to unbuckle his belt and drag his jeans down. It was terrifying to think what was about to happen, but there was no going back now.
Ginny observed Nigel with the same serious expression, just as scared. Despite not planning to burst out in this manner, she couldn't back down on her promise. Keeping her eyes fixed on his face, she started to wonder what exactly she should do next.
"Timer!" She commanded.
Nigel, now searching through the apps on the phone, struggled to figure out how a timer works. The weight of his cock, which wasn't growing any bigger, weighed heavily on his mind.
Meanwhile, Ginny decided to peek. This was her first time seeing Nigel like this, and while it wasn't the biggest or scariest thing she had seen, his bush was neatly trimmed. She could handle this.
"What should I do with my hands?" She pondered. "Maybe I should just stroke him first?" Then she thought, "What about the balls?" She was full of conflicting ideas, but she was determined to give it a go.
When Nigel pressed the button for the timer, Ginny sprung into action. She wasted no time, quickly crawling towards him, and wrapped her lips around him in one quick motion, barely managing to prevent her teeth from biting down.
Ginny gazed at what she held in her mouth. Despite being small and smooth, his penis tasted of chlorine and soap. It wasn't as scary as she had imagined. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft. Nigel felt a light twitch in response, but nothing more happened.
Fear began to creep in. Was she doing it right? Was she terrible at this? Could she have ruined their friendship? She even thought of helping herself with a hand, but decided against it.
Shaken, Nigel remembered his swimming lessons. Breathe in, breathe out. The more he controlled his breathing and emotions, the freer he became. In that moment, he realized that his best friend was trying to please him, which was something he had always wanted. When she looked up and met his eyes with a look of passion, it was a tender moment that brought tears to his eyes. He then decided to comfort her with a gentle gesture, reaching for her head.
A pat on the head from Nigel brought Ginny back to reality. It was a genuine, grounding moment. As she realized that this was just her friend's dick in her mouth, and not some stranger's, she couldn't help but smile. Her facial expression said it all as she locked eyes with him, ready for a night of innocent fun.
Ginny released her hold on his testicles and let go of his cock from her mouth. She traced her tongue along the shaft, from the balls up to the tip. She saw eager expression in Nigel's eyes, so she did it again, this time, swaying her tongue left and right. He was most responsive at a small spot right underneath the head. Ginny focused on that area, swaying her tongue in circles there.
The sensation of Nigel's cock becoming erect, throbbing, pulsing with blood, and the pure bliss in his eyes pleased Ginny. She moved her mouth back over his dick, focusing on the head only, licking around the tip and stroking the shaft slightly. With her other hand, she ran her fingernails lightly along the inner surface of his thighs, creating goosebumps throughout his body.
Ginny was delighted to taste a few salty drops on her tongue that weren't there before. "Pre-cum," she thought quickly. There was only one thing different this time - the angle she needed to adapt to swallow him wasn't the same as earlier.... She shifted her body, looking at his erect shaft in front of her. Goodness gracious! Her eyes bulged with surprise as she realized that her sweet childhood friend had a massive erection! She wasn't going to deep throat him before, but now she was terrified.
Not owning a ruler or anything to measure, Ginny pushed her face against his erection. Yes! This giant penis stretched from above her hairline, all the way down to her chin, with his balls resting on her neck. Mind-boggling! How can this even fit in the same mouth that used to fit so easily?
Nigel felt on top of the world. The sight of his attractive friend looking at his member in awe was the most erotic sight of his life. He reached for his cock gently and tapped it against her face. It felt natural, as if his cock was meant to be rubbed up and down on her face. If she continued to look at him this way, he might cum just from the friction.
But Ginny had other ideas. She gently pushed his large hands off his manhood. It's now her turn to stroke him. She took hold of his base, gripping it like she'd seen him grip it, and then giving it a few strokes. His face brightened, confirming she can stroke him that way too.
Ginny moved from one knee to the other. She could feel a sticky wetness between her legs. She had been so engrossed in Nigel's pleasure that she had forgotten about herself. But this forbidden act was turning her on! Doing something taboo with her best friend was so intriguing and exhilarating! Not only was she in control of his emotions, but she also felt incredibly empowered.
Ginny wanted to attempt deep throating, and she was determined to succeed. She winked at Nigel, pulling his cock towards her, adjusting the angle, and then put his cock back into her mouth. She sucked his dick again, taking him past the head, then pulled back. She did it again, this time a little deeper. And deeper. Her head moved up and down, taking more of his length with each pass. She felt his tip pressing on the back of her throat, and now it was getting dangerous.
"Relax!", "Breathe through your nose!", "Don't panicking!" the voice in her head instructed. Another stroke almost made her choke, but she persevered. She wanted to get this just right! She felt Nigel's cock pushing on her throat more and more, and couldn't help but feel it inside her body.
Finally, her nose grazed Nigel's pubes.
With tear-filled eyes, Ginny looked at Nigel with pride and accomplishment. Nigel was shocked beyond belief, given his time to lose control. But Ginny wasn't going to let him off the hook. She doubled down on her efforts, increasing her pace. He was reaching his orgasm threshold, struggling to hold back. He wanted to pull out and finish somewhere else - like in a tissue, a sheet - but Ginny wouldn't allow it.
Nigel's legs went stiff, his body twitched and jerked, and his head rocked back as he moaned out with every wave of orgasm that took over his entire being. He jolted and humped, his fingers grabbed the back of Ginny's head as he sent his semen down her throat in his strongest orgasm yet.
Ginny gasped, her eyes tearing up as she felt the pulsating head of Nigel's cock in her throat. After he eased a bit, the remaining part of his erection still swelling, she withdrew, taking only the head in her mouth again. Breathing through her nose, she tentatively sucked on his cock, curious about the taste of his semen. It was substantial and salty, not at all unpleasant, and maybe she'd try it again sometime.
Ginny kept sucking him dry, until Nigel couldn't handle the intensity anymore, now unable to bear the attention to his spent cock.
Finally, Ginny let go, falling back on her bottom as her throat and jaw began to ache with satisfaction.
Ginny and Nigel found themselves back in reality, with him sitting on a chair, gazing at Ginny with affection. She displayed her glistening tongue to him, and they both shared a laugh. Ginny reached for a soda near her desk, the refreshment she needed, while Nigel adjusted his pants.
Ginny picked up her phone, pressing a button, and displayed a timer on the screen. The countdown read 4 minutes and 47 seconds, but Ginny still held a few moments up her sleeve, considering the initial struggles and the aftercare that followed.
"So," Ginny inquired, mischievous amusement in her gaze, "Do you think I did a good job?"
"G-ginny, y-you did s-so well," Nigel stammered, "You are so amazing, and..."
Nigel noted a few of Ginny's hair strands clinging to her chin. Reaching forward to fix this, his hand grazed her cheek. Then he noticed the expression on her face - her wide-open, inviting lips - as her eyes met his.
Without thinking, Nigel's lips began to press against hers. Their first kiss was clumsy, inexperienced, but they were both eager to try, despite the lack of finesse. Their teeth clashed, they giggled over their mishap, and then tried again, more carefully, their lips melding together as they danced with one other. Ginny clicked her fingers around Nigel's waist, pulling him closer as Nigel hugged her shoulders, leaning into her. He slid his hand underneath her sweater, tracing the contour of her spine. His palm was hovering close to the outline of her bra, ready to caress it, when...
A call came from Ginny's room. "Daughter, I'm home!" Her father's excited voice rang through the apartment.
They froze in horror. Ginny's door opened to reveal Nigel fiddling with a controller, a game paused, and Ginny swiping through her phone, despite it being Nigel's and it being locked.
"Hey darling... oh, hey Nigel!"
"Hi, Daddy!"
"Hello, Mr. Mason!" Nigel and Ginny anxiously avoided eye contact as their father strode in.
"Ginny, Mom stays double shift for air filter issues, but she texted me that..."
"The soup's on the stove, and the prepack's in the freezer!"
"Great, love you! Hey, kids, why don't you go out more often and breathe the same air in larger halls?"
"Daddy, wasn't there a ping-pong tournament you'd miss?" Ginny turned slightly to talk to her father.
"Alright, alright," Mr. Mason chuckled, "Exiled by my own daughter! Just make sure the two of you don't stay too late, okay?"
The door closed, leaving Ginny and Nigel afraid to look at her dad directly. Eventually, she reached for a pillow to place over her face, while Nigel rolled on the ground, covering his mouth, both laughing quietly to hide their relief.
"If he had discovered what we were up to - he would've thrown you out the airlock!" Ginny marveled. "Nigel, did you make sure to toss my vibrator into the trash before I gave you head?"
"It was more like gripping it tightly and hiding it behind my back," Nigel replied, still chuckling.
"So?" Ginny asked, her eyes sparkling once more.
"Uhm...?" suggested Nigel, "How would you like to go on a date with me? This... Saturday? Or maybe Sunday, if you prefer?"
"I don't know if I want to..." Ginny feigned uncertainty, enjoying her father's discomfort before adding, "Kidding! I would love to! Both Saturday and Sunday!"
"Ok, great!" Nigel sighed in relief.
After slipping out of Ginny's apartment without Mr. Mason noticing, Nigel leaned against a corridor wall. He stared out a porthole at the expansive void of hyperspace beyond, now glowing with the protective radiance of a force field.
People who are still attending school can't recall the existence of Mother Earth. Their parents took the massive Fifth Colonial Ship into space when they were too young. They were a few light years away from emerging from the wormhole and reaching a part of the cosmos where scientists predicted multiple habitable systems. The only thing they've known as their entire life was this ship, which they've studied to great detail. Thinking about a "nice place" was difficult.
However, Ginny and Nigel often agreed that it was fortunate to be on the starboard side, looking out at space rather than the neighboring military frigate. The primary thing these two geeks shared was their appreciation and respect for their surroundings, unlike their classmates.
So, an astronomical center? Or a meal at the hydroponics plant cafe? Perhaps a trip to a livestock cloning zoo? Alternatively, they could hitch a ride on the frigate and sign up for a session at their firing range?
Nigel was certain he'd come up with something both would enjoy. The challenging aspect was their clothing, though, and he made a face. But then again, one does everything possible for their best friend, especially if it's the start of an uncharted journey.
As these thoughts crossed his mind, Nigel walked toward his apartment.
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- Yes, Darling
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- Belonging to a Place: Chapter 2
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