The only thing Lisa is thinking about as she lies down on Justin Brown's bed and lets him climb on top of her is that she can't believe this is really happening.
Not that Justin is a good kisser or that his hands are surprisingly soft or how big dick feels as his erection grinds into her stomach.
All of that may be true, but it's a secondary thought to the reality of it all.
Lisa has had a crush on Justin since she moved to town freshman year, but then again, so did every girl in their grade. She was quiet and completely unremarkable in every way, so she didn't take it personally that Justin had never looked twice at her until he needed a tutor to stay on the football team.
Their English teacher had recommended Lisa and of course she'd jumped at the chance. Despite her social awkwardness and general anxiety, the possibility of spending any time alone with Justin was too good to pass up.
But never in her wildest dreams did Lisa think it would ever end up with her making out with him in his bedroom, let alone it leading to something more.
"I've always thought smart chicks were hot," Justin mumbles between kisses, as if he can sense her thoughts and wants to offer an explanation.
Considering the girls he regularly dates, Lisa finds that extremely hard to believe, but as long as he's kissing her, she's not about to call his bluff.
Soon enough, their kissing turns more heated and their clothes start getting shed.
Justin looks like a kid in a candy store when she takes her panties off, and something about the smugness of his smile has Lisa wondering if he thinks she's a virgin.
As he leans down and licks a strip up her slit, she supposes she couldn't blame him for the assumption. Most people would look at her and think the same, but they'd be wrong. She's not nearly as experienced as him, but nerds can get horny too.
There's no doubt in Lisa's mind that Justin has done this before though, because he's way better at eating pussy than any teenage boy should be.
"Oh wow," she moans, arching her back off the mattress as her fingers get tangled in his thick black hair. "More, another one."
Justin slips another finger into her as he sucks her clit, tracing shapes on it while somehow knowing the exact pace and angle to curl his digits to cause maximum damage.
Lisa comes in record time, making more noise than he or anyone else at school has probably ever heard her make, and it's everything she ever dreamed.
"That was so fucking hot," Justin says in awe, roughly wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he stands up at the foot of the bed.
And as she relaxes back against the mattress to enjoy her come down, Justin shows no interest in taking a break. He quickly drops his boxers so he's as naked as she is and his rock hard cock bounces stiffly between his legs as he gets between hers.
"Wait," Lisa manages to say as Justin wets his cock with her arousal and starts to line himself up. "Condom?"
Justin looks surprised at the question but shakes it off. "Sorry, I don't have any."
Lisa knows that's bullshit. Nobody at school gets around more than Justin Brown and as dumb as he can be, there's no way he's dumb enough to not be using a condom. His father would kill him if he did anything to jeopardize his future NFL career.
"I don't think we should do this without one," Lisa protests, but it sounds weak even to her own ears. They both know how unlikely it is that she's going to throw away the chance to sleep with Justin for anything.
"But I want it to be special. I wanna really feel you around me, make it feel like you're mine," Justin pouts, his eyes getting dark with want. Lisa feels the head of his leaking cock rubbing against her clit and she swallows a moan. "Come on, I thought you wouldn't be like the other girls."
Lisa is too smart not to know it's a line. Ironically, he probably tries it with every single girl he hooks up with. But luckily for Justin, Lisa isn't thinking with her brain.
"Okay, but you have to pull out," she replies reluctantly, and she barely has words out before Justin is inside of her.
His dick is even bigger than it looks. Way bigger than Kyle or Brian's, the only other guys she's had sex with.
It goes without saying that he knows what to do with it a lot better than they do too. Justin might not be the smartest guy in their grade, but he certainly gets an A in sex.
Just like when he was fingering her, he somehow knows the exact right speed to time his thrusts, and the exact angle to twist her body to get his cock just as deep as she needs him.
Justin fucks her to an orgasm faster than she's ever been able to get herself there, then fucks her right through it without missing a beat. Lisa has read enough about sex to know it's not often that boys their age are actually able to make a girl come from penetrative sex, but she's not surprised Justin got it done and in record time.
"You wanna be on top now?" he asks her, grinning down at her with that charming, leading man worthy smile.
Lisa has never been one to take control of anything, but gets tingly all over at the offer.
She nods and lets Justin flip them over, but stays draped on his chest for a little while longer until she gets full feeling in all her limbs back.
Once she does, Lisa plants her hands on Justin's broad chest and pushes herself up so she's sitting his cock.
His hands go to her waist and she wiggles a little to get used to the new position, feeling fuller from this angle.
Then, slowly, she lifts herself half way off his cock before sinking back down on it.
"Fuck," she moans, not sure why it feels even better like this. It's like gravity is pulling him in deeper.
She's not as natural as Justin was, but as she bounces on his dick, she manages to find a rhythm that seems to work for the both of them, if their synchronized moaning is any indication. And if Justin wants something a little different, he just guides her with his hands and she quickly adjusts.
Lisa finds their fucking is louder like this too, both the noises they're making with their mouths and the slapping of their wet skin as she cunt drips all over him.
It's wet and messy and she gets so lost in her third orgasm of the evening that she forgets all about the fact that Justin isn't wearing a condom until he announces, "Fuck, I'm gonna come."
Lisa catches his drift and nods, sad to have to dismount him before she can catch her fourth orgasm, but a little excited to watch him finally fall apart himself.
But her sadness is quickly replaced with anxiety when Justin's grip on her waist tightens to keep her snugly on his cock.
"No, Justin, you said you'd pull out," Lisa reminds him, trying to wiggle out of his grip and off his cock, but it just seems to speed things up because before she can even protest again, Justin's whole body is seizing beneath her and his hips start to jerk up as he starts to spurt into her.
"Oh fuck yeah, holy fuck," he groans as he fills Lisa's pussy with warm cum. "Gonna knock you the fuck up. Make the smartest, hottest babies ever."
Lisa sighs at the feeling of his load flooding her, giving in and just letting it happen because that's her nature.
Nothing else that's transpired tonight has been in character, but pathetically, letting this boy pump her full of cum against her weak protests and risking a teenage pregnancy that could derail her whole life because she's too shy and quiet to truly push back or speak up might be the least surprising
Justin collapses back once he's finished, and even though his hold on her loosens, Lisa stays mounting him.
The only sound in the room for the next minute is Justin's labored breathing as he comes down from his high, until he eventually breaks it.
"Fuck, that's so hot," he mumbles, craning his neck to look down the plane of his abs at where their bodies are connected.
Lisa looks down to see what he sees, but can't see past the swell of her chest. It isn't until Justin swipes a finger against her pussy and holds it up to show her the string of cum he's collected that she realizes she must be dripping his load already.
"There's nothing hot about teen pregnancy," Lisa counters with a grumble, finally making a move to get off of him.
Her movements are awkward and careful as she climbs to her feet, very aware of the fact that she's leaking Justin's semen and could easily make a mess.
Justin watches her from his spot sprawled out on his bed, cock still standing mostly hard and covered in their combined cum.
"Oh come on, that was just dirty talk," he dismisses, curling his hands behind his head like he doesn't have a care in the world. And he doesn't, she supposes. It's her life that might be fucked up now because she was too stupid and meek to resist the most popular boy in school. "I just wanted to like, stake my claim, you know, mark my territory? You won't really get pregnant from one little creampie."
Lisa curls her lip at his words, but especially that last one—creampie—because it just confirms exactly what she'd feared: he's just a dumb porn-brained boy like the rest of them.
But she just let him fuck her without a condom and come inside of her, so who's really the real dumb one here?