The Nerd in the Classroom - Part 3 - Nudes

The Nerd in the Classroom - Part 3 - Nudes That intimate moment in the bathroom between us changed the way I saw things. The physical connection was intense, and the sense that we were experiencing something forbidden was exciting, and I confess that the idea of being with someone committed gave me extra euphoria, but it also made me question our motives, and every time I met the two of them in the hall, my desire to mess with her increased. I liked the forbidden, but there was a conflict of egos, I wasn't jealous of him, because he was already present in her life long before we met, however I wanted her to like my role more, I wanted her to like being by my side more. Even though I knew it could be painful, I had to try, and at every chance encounter, I fought the urge to get close and tried to keep up appearances with a coldness that consumed me inside. During the break between classes at the university, my phone vibrated discreetly in my pocket. It was a message from her, something I didn't expect. My heart raced and, with trembling hands, I unlocked the phone. - You won't talk to me now? I'll talk to you. I just don't want to get in the way of your relationship. I know that my message may have sounded a little desperate, but it was hard not to feel that way. To see her always so attentive to him, while I felt more and more distant, was painful. The image of the perfect couple they projected was unbearable. I could not see myself in the position he occupied. He was white, straight hair, always dressed up with his hair, with his glasses or degrees, he matched her, unlike me, who had nothing to do with her, I was black, I was all sloppy, no one suspected that we two could form a couple. The 'perfect girlfriend' that he admired so much had a double act, sending me intimate pictures during recess, going to the bathroom and sending me pictures of her breasts, telling me how much she missed me, and I got the hard part, of course. - I just got it for you, did you like it? - I wanted to see for myself. I miss them. - Can I stop by your place after school today? - You can, but only if you let me suck your dick. We met at the exit and went straight to my apartment, it didn't take long and there she was with her mouth on my cock, with her jeans down and her panties on, she hadn't even taken off her sneakers, both pieces were down to her heel. While her mouth barely swallowed the entire length of my cock, reaching almost to the balls, she choked heavily and sometimes knocked her teeth into her head. I noticed that Nayara was beginning to explore her sexuality, and over time, she developed a lot, and over time, she explained to me that her relationship didn't involve a lot of sex, and frankly, I think that's one of the reasons she gave herself to me so easily. Those fat, white hands grabbing my big, black dick, the contrast of the colors turned me on, that arrogant, nerdy, white girl licking my dick, the situation was different this time, she was the one who came to me, completely reversing the dynamic we were used to. And she stopped, turned her back on me, and she put that little pink thing of hers on my lap, and she sat down, and I held her waist, and she sat on my lap, and we sat there for a long time, and I watched her ass go up and down, and her buttocks go up and down, and her ass winking at me, and she put her hands on my knee, and she moaned, and sometimes she squeezed my legs, and I enjoyed being inside her, and my dick pulsated, and semen poured into her vagina as she squeezed me harder, and in those moments, I always felt closer to her. She settled down on the couch in my room and began to sift through the books on the shelf, her fingers sliding across the covers, her eyes gleaming as she found a title that interested her, she opened her wardrobe, pulled out some clothes and smelled them with a smile, folded some, and with each gesture, I knew her a little bit more. She was everything I ever wanted: smart, caring, and with dreams that inspired me, and even though I doubted my ability, she allowed me to be a part of her world, and that's what I thought at the time. But the real truth is, she had a crush on me, and she wanted to get laid all the time, which is why she was there, because she wanted to get back at the damage that her relationship had done. Nayara started wanting me around all the time, showing jealousy and even making some barracks. In the midst of all this, came the news of the pregnancy. But that part of the story is for another time, and if you're curious, I can tell you all about it in the next few chapters. I hope you enjoyed jail!