Page 40 of Cocky Nerd
“Proper hydration is fundamentally necessary to the enjoyment and proper physiological functions of sexual activity, but especially after a long flight and in thisweather.”
I jump to my feet. “Stop fucking my ears with big words and start fucking my pussy with your big hardcock.”
“Olivia!” he snaps, reprimanding me like I’m a naughty schoolgirl and he’s myteacher.
Just one word and he makes me want him even more. I should have worn panties to stop the fluid from trickling down my inner thigh.Yup, definitely hydrated.What is wrong with me? “Well?”
“Is that what you’relike?”
“What do youmean?”
“Is that the way you usually behave with the men you have sexwith?”
“I mean…Not usually, butsometimes.”
He shakes his head. “Olivia. You’re a beautiful ballerina who was raised by a loving family in middle America. You don’t have to talk like a crackhead whore to get a man to fuckyou.”
“Don’t tell me how to talk. Some guys likeit.”
“Is that how they talk to you? Do they refer to your vagina as apussy?”
Sometimes.Usually.
“Granted, the landscape of the male mind when sexually aroused is dark, filthy and…slippery, but that doesn’t mean we have to verbally articulate our baser fantasies and urges. Does that kind of language turn youon?”
Apparently your kind of language turns me on.“Why are we talking about other guys? I’m here. With you. Wearing this. Do you want to have sex with me right now ornot?”
He furrows his brow and adjusts his glasses on the bridge of his nose as he turns to face me, still sitting in the desk chair. “Olivia, are you familiar with the ancient Taoist techniques ofthrusting?”
Gulp.
The way he’s asking, he may as well have said: “Olivia, are you familiar with science andmath?”
“Is that a trickquestion?”
“No. Are you trying to befunny?”
“No. I’m genuinelyconfused.”
“Yes. I ask, because it occurs to me that, despite your physical appearance and athleticism and willingness, you probably haven’t been fucked to quite the degree of satisfaction that you think youhave.”
What?!
“Excuseme?”
“This is in no way a reflection on you, to be clear, but rather, on the boys and men that you have chosen to have sex with. Untilnow.”
“Uh huh.” I shake my head. “You are…unbelievable.”
He saves the document he’s working on, shuts his laptop, and removes his glasses. “Olivia, I have approximately one hour of free time now, so if you’d like to remove that lovely piece of shimmery fabric and allow me to do things to your body, I think you’ll experience a level of pleasure that will change the way you think about sex. If we start now, I can devote that entire hour to you, although I doubt that your body will be able to handle so much physical pleasure for an entire hour the first time we do this. However, I’d like to do this for you. For as long as you can take it. Would you likethat?”
I want to laugh. I want to ask him what the fuck is wrong with him. But I don’t. I say: “Yes.” Because I think he might be right. I also suspect that I have not been fucked to quite the degree of satisfaction that I thought I had. And I would very much like to be fucked to a higher degree and experience a level of physical pleasure that will change the way I think about sex. For as long as I can takeit.
“Okay. To be clear, it’s not just the thrusting technique that I’ll be employing, there are a number of ancient Chinese secrets to sexual arousal that I think you’ll enjoy as foreplay.” He begins to remove hisshirt.
“Are you going to talk about it, or are you going to doit?”
“I’m going to do it until your sassy mouth is too ecstatic to form words, and then we’re both going to sleep very well for a long time, because tomorrow will be a longday.”
