Revenge of a Nerd - Sex Stories

Revenge of a Nerd

... with unsightly pimples while his cheeks were deeply sunken. His arms were long and wiry with enormous boney hands and long, skeletal fingers. His body was rail thin and sickly looking with virtually no muscle mass whatsoever. Yet his intelligence rivaled that of Albert Einstein and he had worked wonders with Nina’s comprehension of Algebra, Geometry and Trigonometry. In layman's terms, Jeremy Davis was a total nerd! So perhaps inviting him to the prom was Nina’s way of thanking him for all he had done for her and her future, Debra reasoned to herself. She also had to admit that the tuxedo that Nina had selected for him really worked well on him. Debra ultimately found the whole idea to be a very sweet and noble gesture on her daughter’s part, because let’s face it: Boys like Jeremy Davis do not get to go out with girls as beautiful as Nina. From the front porch of her five bedroom, two story home on the far northwest side of Indianapolis, Debra watched the kids climb into the stunning stretch limousine they’d hired for the evening. Wearing a turquoise sundress that fell to her calves and fit loosely around her lean, trim and shapely body, Debra felt the early June breeze cascade through her shoulder length dark chocolate brown hair. Standing nearly six feet tall on two long, toned and sexily sculpted legs rising up to form a magnificently firm and spherical ass with a slim and sexy waist, firm and flat tummy and two bountiful (though surgically enhanced) 36 D-cup breasts, ...

... forty-seven year old Debra Ashton was a stunningly beautiful woman with a pristine hour glass figure. Being of Italian descent, her skin was a gorgeous shade of olive; porcelain smooth and sinfully soft. Her face was narrow with dazzling dark green eyes, high cheeks, prim nose, perfect chin and pouting, luscious lips. And her smile could take your breath away. Needless to say, nobody need ask Nina Ashton where she got her immaculate beauty once they behold her mother. Like mother, like daughter. Well, at least in physical beauty anyway. Debra watched the limo until it disappeared around the corner at the end of the block then went back into the house. Sighing despondently, Debra felt very melancholy as she looked around the cavernous house that had been her home for nearly twenty years. It seemed so empty now. She watched both her daughters grow up here. And now they were gone. True, Nina still had a couple of months before she left for college, but watching her tonight told Debra that her career as a full-time mother was over. Pouring herself a glass of Chianti, Debra sat on the living room sofa and turned on the local evening news as she thumbed through all the photos she’d taken of Nina and her prom night entourage on her phone. The next thing she knew, Debra had pulled out the old family photo albums and was sobbing piteously over Nina’s baby and toddler pictures. Before long, tears were streaming down her cheeks and she was feeling so sorry for herself. Just then, Debra’s ...