athlete! jermajesty x nerdy! reader.
— college romance setting. jermajesty is a player. reader is kinda shy but eventually has confidence. slight banter. fast burn romance.
— reader is inexperienced. loss of virginity. cum eating. spit. face fucking. jermajesty has a dick piercing. dirty talk.
— summary: when the school’s most popular basketball player meets the nerdy girl.
you sat in the school’s library, reading your favorite book and listening to instrumental music in your earphones to block out as much noise as possible.
sitting by the window, you glanced up and noticed the school’s basketball team walk by. one person caught your attention, and he had two women next to him. both of his arms around them.
he was on the basketball team, the team’s forward, number 30 sat on his black and red jersey. one of the team’s top scorers who led the team to the championship.
after winning the championship, his ego completely boosted. jermajesty was always seen with a different girl every month. girls would always fight over him. everyone wanted his attention.
you always found jermajesty attractive. you had a few classes with him, but you never spoke to each other. with being complete opposites, you knew that jermajesty would never look you way. he would never show interest in you.
however, that all changed when you went to one of the basketball games that your friend invited you to.
you usually didn’t like to socialize. most of the students only liked partying, drinking, and smoking. that wasn’t the lifestyle you wanted.
you preferred being alone or with close friends, surrounded by all of the hobbies that you love.
you decided to attend the basketball game anyways, because you knew that you should socialize eventually.
the crowd erupts into a loud cheer, as the school’s team and the away team, were close in score. the game became more intense. 100-98. two minutes left on the clock in the fourth quarter.
the audience goes wild, the stadium being filled with claps and screams, motivating and cheering on the basketball team. the game continued, the room was on their toes, nervous to see the outcome of the game.
now, with only ten seconds left. the score changing and becoming 105-103. the home team was losing by two points. they needed to focus, to secure this win.
one of the players’ passes the ball to jermajesty. stepping back, positioning his body confidently, he hits a three-pointer, the ball going straight into the basket.
the stadium became loud, everyone in the stands celebrating the win, with jermajesty coming in clutch to secure the team’s win.
the basketball team ran to jermajesty, cheering on for him for making the clutch winning shot into the basket.
since the game was over, you were getting ready to leave with your friend. you looked at jermajesty and noticed that a group of girls were around him.
jermajesty hugged all of the girls. kissed them each on the cheek. it looks like he was putting his phone number into one of the girls’ phones.
your friend noticed that you were staring at jermajesty again. she tapped your shoulder, snapping you out of your thoughts.
“stop looking at jermajesty, you know he’s a player.” your friend scoffed, as she also looked in jermajesty’s direction.
she continued, trying to get his player ways into your head. “he has a new girlfriend every week. you don’t want someone like that.”
despite knowing this, you truly believed he just hasn’t found the right woman to be with yet. you didn’t want to assume he was a bad person. there’s layers to him that no one knew about.
“i know.” you say to your friend. you knew this would be your only opportunity to speak with him. your mind came up with an excuse to talk to him. you felt bad lying to your friend, but you needed to know if this would work.
you would stand on the court, hoping jermajesty would walk past you, and then.. you could speak to him. just small talk.
“hey, um, i have to ask my history professor about an assignment. we’ll talk later, okay?”
you and your friend parted ways after saying goodbye. you made your way down the steps towards the basketball court.
the stadium was still crowded, many students, professors, basketball players, and staff were still on the court. you knew the basketball players would head into the locker rooms soon.
turns out, you didn’t think this plan through after all. you were prepared to embarrass yourself, even in front of jermajesty. maybe this wasn’t a good idea.
you changed your mind, realizing how delusional you were being. you turned, trying to head out towards the exit, until you bumped into someone’s chest.
you looked up and saw jermajesty in your view. your glasses were slightly crooked after bumping into him. you immediately got embarrassed and adjusted your glasses on your face while you continued to apologize. jermajesty laughed, as he noticed how embarrassed you were.
you stopped apologizing and nodded, acknowledging that he wasn’t upset with you. you finally relaxed but still felt the embarrassment.
before you could even think about walking away from him, completely abandoning your plan to talk to him because you made a fool out of yourself, you hear jermajesty’s voice once more.
“you go to school here? i haven’t seen you around.”
it was no surprise that he didn’t know you were a student here. you were invisible to the public since you refused to socialize often.
your eyes widened at his question, it was so sudden. completely unexpected. your heart started to race and you didn’t know why.
“no, i’m not seeing anyone. why?”
jermajesty smirked, he seemed satisfied with your answer. his tone changed, it seemed more flirtatious.
“just asking. didn’t want to take anyone’s girl.”
“don’t you take everyone’s girl, anyway?”
jermajesty liked that. girl who challenged him. the girls he were around just threw themselves on him. but you were different. he wanted different.
“the girls leave their boyfriends to be around me. i didn’t tell them to.”
you scoffed, he seemed so full of himself. you knew that he was cocky, yet, you were around him, seeking his attention, just like everyone else. you weren’t different after all.
“okay, well, i’m sure you have your several girlfriends that you need to talk to instead of me.”
you hear jermajesty’s chuckle. he leaned down in your ear, whispering. his voice sent chills down your spine. he was so close to you.
“they’re not my girlfriends and i don’t want them. wanna meet me behind the stadium in twenty minutes?”
you cleared your throat, trying not to be phased by his words. his presence. but you were nervous as hell.
“you can’t talk to me here?”
“i rather talk to you completely alone.”
you gave in, you couldn’t resist his sweet charm. he was dangerous, but you were completely drawn to him. you eventually agreed, as he told you exactly where to meet him after he finishes getting changed in the locker room.
you waited for jermajesty. you believed that he was lying to you. that you would get stood up. there was no way he wanted to talk to someone like you.
the women around him were popular. guys found them extremely attractive. they walked around with expensive purses and heels.
but jermajesty did show up. he met you in the spot that he told you to wait in. what you thought would be a simple conversation turned into something so much more.
and you couldn’t believe that you agreed to it.
you were at jermajesty’s apartment. his shirt was already off, laid out completely on the floor. you were on top of his lap as he sat on the couch, your hands holding his face and his hands sitting on top of your ass.
your tongues collided. the kisses turned sloppy, kissing noises filling the room.
you were making out with him, lost in the moment. nothing else mattered right now. you had no regrets about going back to his apartment with him, knowing what he wanted. but, you didn’t care.
would you regret this tomorrow? maybe.
but that was tomorrow’s problem.
“you’re doing good, baby.”
jermajesty was teaching you how to kiss. sure, you kissed a guy before. a long time ago. but a full makeout? never. this was all new to you.
you pull away, blushing as he complimented you.
“thank you. i.. i could’ve done better.”
“nah, keep doing it like how i told you. you sure you never made out with anyone before?”
admitting that you were inexperienced out loud was embarrassing for you, especially when all of your friends were already in relationships or already lost their virginities.
jermajesty looked concerned. worried. like he didn’t want to push you any further. he was feeling bad about it deep down inside.
“wanna keep going?” jermajesty asked, looking into your eyes, looking at your lips, overall he was reading your body language to see if you really wanted this.
“i do. but, i don’t wanna mess up.”
“you won’t. just listen to my words, okay, ma?”
“but, i’m sure the other women are better-“
“don’t worry about that.”
you nodded, fully accepting that he wants to teach you. he doesn’t mind that you’re not experienced. you were completely submissive to him now. he lifted you off his lap as he asked you to get on your knees.
you sunk into the floor, his legs were spread apart, he was already unbuckling his pants while you stared. you couldn’t help but stare.
he was fully revealed, his cock springing out his pants and underwear, only pushing his bottoms halfway down his legs.
he was big, but that wasn’t the only thing that caught your attention.
you bit your lip, trying to keep yourself calm. you were really about to do this with jermajesty.
you were hesitant to make a move. you reached out towards his cock, but stopped, feeling unsure of what to do.
“spit on it.” he says, his guidance allowed you to feel more confident in doing this.
you placed your spit on his cock, finally wrapping your hands around him and stroking him with both hands. starting off slowly, not wanting to rush.
jermajesty groaned. “can i fuck your mouth?”
the confidence you had took over. you were already so far into this, you might as well continue. why not? you nodded, allowing him to do it.
jermajesty smiled, as he stood up on his feet, lining himself up to your mouth. he asked you to open your mouth and you obeyed. you looked up at him, your eyes full of lust.
he slid his cock into your mouth slowly. placing his hand into your hair, balling your hair into his fist, he looked at you, his eyes were soft, giving you reassurance.
“relax and breathe through your nose.”
he began to move, sliding his cock in and out of your mouth. he didn’t push his cock too deep, not wanting you to gag. he found a good rhythm for himself, as he moved slightly faster.
“if it’s too much, tap my leg, okay?”
you couldn’t speak, so you nodded your head. this was turning you on. you felt your entire body heat up as he continued to fuck your mouth.
his piercing hit the back of your mouth, the cold material adding pleasure for you. you rolled your eyes to the back of your head, letting him fuck your mouth at this pace.
spit fell down your chin, as he moved a bit more faster, his orgasm approaching him quickly. you felt a warm liquid touch your tongue, as your eyes snapped back into place, your eyes widening.
he pulled out of your mouth quickly, as the last drops of cum landed directly on your face. onto your glasses lenses, to be exact.
“swallow. all of it.” jermajesty says. obeying him once more, you swallowed his come. he took his fingers, wiping the cum off your glasses and placing the drops of cum from his fingers, into your mouth.
you sucked on his fingers, looking up at him as you did so.
jermajesty guided you towards the couch, as he laid you down slowly. he climbed on top of you, kissing your neck, passionately.
“can i touch you?” jermajesty asks, no longer moving until you tell him to.
“yes, please touch me.” your voice came out in a desperate whine, a tremble.
jermajesty lifted up your shirt, placing kisses down on your stomach. he removed your shirt completely, leaving you in your bra.
you reached behind your own back, unhooking your bra, letting your breasts drop. jermajesty smirked, surprised at the sudden action.
“someone’s needy.” jermajesty teased.
jermajesty tugged down your shorts and underwear, eventually tossing them to the side. he stepped out of his pants and underwear as well, bought of you now being completely naked.
jermajesty sucked onto his own fingers, as he carefully inserted them into your pussy. you gasped at the contact. he stopped, making sure you were okay.
you nodded, letting him know to keep going. he slowly pushed his fingers in deeper. he curled his fingers upwards, trying to find that spot that makes you see stars.
he moved his body upwards, as he placed a nipple into his mouth, sucking on your nipple as he continued to finger you.
the sounds of your sloppy, wet pussy surrounded the room. your moans were slipping out your mouth. you gripped onto the couch, as the pleasure became intense.
“jermajesty.” you moaned.
jermajesty pulled away from your nipple, looking up at you. he smirked and shook his hand, your impatience was quite obvious.
“i will. but, i want you to come on my cock, pretty girl. just need to prep you.”
jermajesty continued to move his fingers, stretching you out.
you wanted to come so fucking badly. you were on the verge of begging him to let you come. before you can ask again, he pulled his fingers out, sucking his own fingers afterwards.
jermajesty reaches over behind him, opening the drawer, and pulling out a condom.
he opened the condom packet with his teeth, placing the condom around his cock.
“you sure you wanna do this, baby?”
jermajesty didn’t want to rush you. rush this. he was used to quick fucks. girls knew what they wanted immediately. they were usually experienced.
but this was also all new to him. he was taking someone’s virginity. he wanted to be careful and made sure you enjoyed this.
“yes, i want this. i’m ready.”
“if it hurts, tell me. i’ll stop.”
jermajesty entered you slowly. your jaw immediately drops, as he was entering inside you. you gasped, the feeling being unfamiliar.
jermajesty checked on you, asked if you were okay. asked if he could continue. you nodded once again.
“i can feel you in my stomach.”
that made jermajesty groan, his body twitched. he was deep and began to move, fucking you with a slow pace.
“fuck, you feel so good.” jermajesty moans, as he moves more and more. he picked up one of your legs and threw it over his shoulder, going deeper.
you moaned, as you begged him to go faster. fuck you harder. your breasts bounced, your eyes were completely shut. the pleasure was incredible and you couldn’t get enough.
his name continued to spill out of your lips. he kisses you again, even sloppier this time. pulling his lips away, a trail of spit follows.
jermajesty reaches down, his finger finding your clit. you felt your clit pounding, you’ve been wanting him to touch you there, and he was finally doing it.
“right there, jermajesty! fuck, rub faster!”
you threw your head back and moaned louder, as he found a good pace and rhythm for your clit. he rubbed your clit in circles and continued to fuck your pussy.
“such a pretty pussy, it’s so fucking tight.”
your body twitched as your orgasm over your body. jermajesty came at the same time. he came inside the condom, he moaned your name as he was coming.
you clenched onto him tightly, as he slowly pulled out of your pussy. he pulled his cock out but the condom still sat inside your pussy.
jermajesty pulled the condom out of you, your hole clenching onto the condom tightly. you were trying to catch your breath, the sex session being extremely intense for the both of you.
jermajesty laid down next to you, pulling him towards you. your back on his chest as you continue to catch your breath.
jermajesty smacks your ass, your attention now fully on him.
“what was that for?!” you screeched, the smack to your ass surprising you. jermajesty rubbed the cheek he smacked you on, talking to you softly.
“i wanna see your pretty face.”
you turned over, looking at him. you show him a soft smile and he smiles softly at you back. he kisses your lips once again and you immediately melted into the kiss.
“where did you learn how to beg like that?” jermajesty asks, that seducing smirk returning to his face.
you blush, suddenly remembering how you let the pleasure take over. you were embarrassed again.
“i, i read a lot of romance books, so.”
“got it, you read about sex.”
you roll your eyes and laugh, you were offended that he thinks that’s all romance books are about. he’s honestly not wrong.
“it’s not just about sex, jermajesty.”
he laughed, not believing what i was saying.
“let me borrow one of your books, then. prove me wrong.”
never in a million years would you let him have access to your bookshelf.
jermajesty laughed, he kissed your forehead, and pulled you closer to his chest, embracing you. you fell asleep, still wondering if this was all just a dream.
as for jermajesty, he looked up at ceiling, wondering why his heart was fluttering so much. he usually didn’t care about a woman, this much.
all you could both think about is how you would have to eventually tell each other how you really feel.
