Math Exam

A/N clarification: Nicolette's libido score went up 3 points. I added it to my rolls, but forgot to add it on the score. Fixed after this chapter

Nicolette fidgeted in her seat. Her heart thumped as she nervously waited for Mr. Anderson to arrive. He was running late; he’d left a note on the whiteboard, “I left your exams on the printer in the teacher’s lounge. Be back ASAP”.

The math room was set up in a bunch of pods, so students could collaborate better. Each table sat six people, but luckily for Nicolette’s DnD group, their class had an odd number, so the five of them had their own private table. They all looked pleased at her answer. The group consisted of Danny, Alex, Zach, Izzy, and herself.

Taking a deep breath to steady her trembling hands, Nicolette opened up X on her phone. It always helped to see something spicy. Sure enough, one of the pornstars she followed had posted an advertisement for her OnlyFans. The sexy blonde girl squatted in black high heels, one finger stuck in her mouth, and stared seductively at the camera. Her big boobs heaved gloriously as her other hand held a vibrator to her pussy. Unfortunately, Nicolette could only make out a wisp of her pink pussy lips. Nicolette stared at the pretty girl as she felt her own pussy heat up in sympathy. Whimpering softly, she jumped as Izzy asked her, “Danny asked for your confirmation that you’d make it to DnD tonight?”

“Oh, yea! Of course, I just got distracted. Of course, I’ll be there, Danny!” Nicolette said brightly, smiling at the boy sitting next to her. Hurriedly, she pressed the locking button on her phone before anyone could see the smut she was looking at. The whole group looked at her expectantly.

Danny was their Dungeon Master (DM) and they often played at his home. He was the oldest of them by a few months. Clearly the most studious of them all, he was by far the most creative member of their little troupe. Nicolette also knew him the longest. They first met at a park as toddlers, and considered each other chosen siblings. They’d been to each other’s birthday parties, been there for each other through thick and thin, and had even shared each other’s first kisses. He was a polite boy, if a bit controlling. Standing at a little over 6 ft (1.83 m), he was tall, fair haired, and slightly freckled. Nicolette didn’t really like how he dressed: he lived on a farm and had developed an impressive physique without losing his farm boy appeal, but he always dressed in baggy sweatshirts and jeans with dirty shoes. His hair was always mussed from wearing a baseball cap. When he asked her out last summer, she turned him down because she didn’t want to lose him as a friend. Now, as she stared at him, horny and nervous, she wished he would have pushed harder.

Alex on the other hand was the group’s tank. He was slightly overweight, dressed in old smelly T-shirts and pants. Somehow, he had managed to develop a ponytail and beard already, which gave him a weird heavy metal vibe. However, he somehow had the biggest personality. Though short, he always managed to draw everyone’s attention by saying the most stupid, but funny, things she’d ever heard. In the campaign, he played a bard fighter, a similar position to the one he played in their group dynamic. Around Thanksgiving break, he asked Nicolette on a date, but she firmly told him no. That week had been stressful for her because of family drama. Nicolette squeezed her thighs together, wondering if his cock would be shaved or not. Secretly, she hoped so.

Zach found his way to the group at the onset of High School. He was black and in the small town of Springfield, he had felt ostracized. Izzy felt bad for him and brought him into the group. Nicolette always felt Zach was a dreamboat; he was tall, dark, and handsome. His family were Rastafarian and Zach loved to stay chill, which, strangely made her feel most comfortable around him. He had dreads and wore bright colors, which Nicolette found exotic and cool. His role in the group was the party healer; which was something he did for the group in real life too. Since he joined the group, he was the one who would always be willing to listen to whatever someone was going through, offer them a blunt, and play the bongos until everyone felt good again. In the party, his cleric had married Izzy’s sorceress.

Izzy had been the one to ask out Zach, who agreed, and since the two of them looked so cute together. Nicolette felt awesome for her friend, even if right now, the combined stress and ambient horniness tempted her to grind on Zach right here and now. She calmed herself, even though a blush creeped up her cheeks. Nicolette could smell Zach’s scent from here: a mixture of weed and leatherwood cologne.

“Yea, yea. It’s 3:30 at your place, right, Danny?” She confirmed, even though a quiver could be heard in her voice.

“Yea. Don’t forget to bring your monk. I’m gonna run y'all through a devious encounter tonight!” Danny gleefully steepled his hands together.

“Nah, Danny, I’m gonna run you through!” Alex retorted and pantomimed: he made a circle with his index and thumb on the left hand and pointed at the newly created hole with his right. Then he made a popping noise.

“Ewe! That’s gross, Alex!” Izzy turned away, disgusted, while the rest of the group chuckled.

“He-he,” Alex giggled. He quieted his voice and made a slurping sound. Regaining control, Danny interjected:

“All right, Alex, save it for later. We’re blessed to have this opportunity to study. Y'all ready?” He looked around seriously. Danny was the leader for a reason, and everyone knew when to listen. Even Izzy and Zach who were busy holding hands and enjoying their closeness focused on him. Danny held up a flashcard to Nicolette, “Alright, Nikky, what’s the answer to…”

“Oh! X = 2 and Y = 1!” Nicolette answered smartly. She loved doing good in math and did a little happy dance when Danny shot her a thumbs up. Nicolette wasn’t really scared of the questions on the math exam. To be honest, she excelled at school. It was just nerves. She hated taking tests. Looking at the clock, it read 8:10. She knew Mr. Anderson had to come barging through the doors in no time. Smartly, she turned off her phone and put it in her backpack. She saw the flash of pink fabric from this morning’s hot yoga and her face went pure red. I can’t believe I wore that. What the fuck is wrong with me. That was way too risqué and embarrassing. I can’t draw attention to myself.

Shaking her head to pre-empt the rush of heat that came with thinking of wearing Izzy’s sexy outfit, she turned to her notes and started reviewing. At the table behind her, Nicolette heard Jonny, an obese neck beard, grunt as he sat down. A puff of wind blew past her face and she heard her own voice,

“Remember how yoga ended this morning? During the shower, you arched your back and stuck your ass out when you knew Izzy wasn’t looking. Then, you walked out of the showers swaying your hips, pretending you didn’t notice her gaze.”

Success

The graph Nicolette was focusing on faded into the background as she remembered what happened. The girls locker-room had two sets of showers. One communal and a series of barrack style showers. Even though the curtains on the barrack style were extremely thin, neither Nicolette nor Izzy had the confidence to use the communal shower. This morning, they were in luck, they had showers right next to each other. In a rush, they ran to the showers. Nicolette didn’t see Izzy strip, but God was she horny after Hot Yoga. All that working out, the heat, the smell of sweat, the physical exertion, had her pussy moist.

As she stripped, Nicolette felt guilty. She blushed as she realized that she had soaked the pink shorts she loaned from Izzy. After looking around to make sure nobody was looking, she brought them to her lips and tasted them. Fuck, I taste good. I just need to be confident. Then somebody will ask me out! This was good… Trembling, Nicolette quickly stuffed the tight shorts and sports bra into her backpack. Make sure you wash these. Nobody can know that you’re this wanton. You got fired yesterday for doing something stupid like this. Stop fucking your life up!

Blushing, Nicolette turned on the shower. She couldn’t help but let out a long, hard moan as the hot water relaxed her aching muscles just so. Hot Yoga was an intense full-body cardio burn, and she could already tell that she was going to be stiff as a board in a few hours. She turned her head to the left and saw a silhouette of Izzy scrubbing furiously. “Right. Math exam soon. Can’t enjoy this too long. Got to scrub-a-dub-dub!”

Regardless, Nicolette couldn’t resist arching up and capturing the hot water on her long back. She knew Izzy could see her silhouette. A secret part of her couldn’t help but arch even harder. Her hard nipples stood erect in front of her as she leaned forward. Another long moan, unbidden, came from her lips as she shifted and the hot water hit the small of her ass. It burned so good! She wiggled her butt in pleasure before standing up straight and forcing herself to wash the sweat off her body.

“You good in there, Nikky? You sound like you’re having too good a time in there!” Izzy called out. Nicolette couldn’t tell if Izzy was teasing her or trying to tell her to get a move on.

“Uh, yea. I’m just achy. Be ready soon! Math exam, can’t be late for Mr. Anderson.” Nicolette called back, keeping her voice light and cheerful, even though felt frustrated. Her body craved an orgasm, and her mind desired it. She could picture a scene just like the one she was in now taking place in a porno. Any moment, some well hung hunks would bust in through the door and start kissing her. Forcing her to her knees. Over to the left would be Izzy, on her knees as well. The men would let them get close so they could kiss around their deliciously hard cocks—Snap out of it, Nicolette! Not the time to finger yourself!

After admonishing herself, Nicolette bent forward to avoid getting the water on her hair. She didn't have time to fix her hair again this morning. However, it was impossible to keep herself free from horny thoughts. She knew Izzy would be able to see her silhouette, could could even glimpse her sexy Latina friend’s own silhouette as she sunk lower and lower. The hot water felt good, so good; she sank lower yet and the water sprayed on her thighs and steaming hot core. Smirking to herself, Nicolette bit her lip as she realized she was in a natural position to get fucked in doggy: Ass up, face down, hands grabbing calves for support. The water hit her already hot hole, inflaming her. Yet another moan escaped her lips. Nicolette needed to feel that sensation on her pussy directly and spread her ass cheeks, thinkingFuck, I wonder if my holes look pretty enough for porn? They should... But it's not like anyone's seen them before. What if I'm secretly hideous? Or maybe I just need Prince Charming to kiss me down there. Make me a dirty little princess. Oh Fuck, what a good thought. Shit! Don't touch your clit! You're better than a bitch in heat. Control. Yourself.

Nicolette didn't hear Izzy gasp over the spray of the water, but when she stood up and turned the shower off, Izzy’s stall was devoid of shadow, her shower already off. Blushing, Nicolette realized she would have to walk past Izzy, nude, to put on her clothes. Oh, shit! I just humiliated myself again. I got lost in the fucking fantasy! Fuck, what do I do?

_I can’t be late for math class! Luckily for her, she remembered a line from on of her favorite RPG's Dragon Age Inquisition, “So what did the soldier do? Well, he mustered enough courage and walked buck ass naked past the commander in full parade march!”_ Even though the phrase was a toss away when the party played cards, Nicolette took inspiration. She reminded herself of her affirmations:

“I am beautiful. I am sexy. I am desirable. I am powerful.”

Trembling slightly, Nicolette took a few breaths, then turned off the shower. She walked out of the shower, hips swaying provocatively as she walked past Izzy to her locker. The two girl’s eyes didn’t meet, but both could see deep scarlet blushes on the other girl's face. Dressing quickly, they quickly drove to class without their usual banter. Usually, they would talk, but their mutual embarrassment cast a spell of silence and neither said a word until class.

Just then, the door slammed open and Mr. Anderson appeared. Nicolette broke from her reverie with a sudden little “EEP!” She was hardly alone; a good portion of the class had taken the opportunity to either slack off or study. They were just as surprised as Nicolette.

Mr. Anderson was Nicolette's biggest crush in the whole world. He was tall, blasian, bald, muscular, and currently dressed in business casual: tan dress shirt, black tie, black chinos, and black leather shoes. Mr. Anderson stood in front of the entryway, glasses tilted and a bead of sweat forming on his brow, and clutched the classes’ exam books. Nicolette focused on his tie and appreciated how it paired nicely with his bulging muscles. Lost in her arousal fueled thoughts, Nicolette jumped again when he announced, “Sorry class. Mrs. La’raine plugged the printer with the wrong kind of cartridge. Anyway, I emailed the rest of the faculty letting them know you all have an excused absence for your next class, so feel free to take advantage of the extra time.”

While Mr. Anderson maneuvered around the tables and logged into his computer, Nicolette overheard Danny tell everyone, “psst, if you can, I plan to be in the library downstairs after class. I’ve already completed my English paper, and Mrs. O’Malley is going to let everyone who’s already done go after she enters roll.” Mrs. O'Malley had informed her students earliert that they could leave after roll call if they had already turned in their final essays.

Alex shot a thumbs up and Zach responded, “Sorry, can’t. Izzy and I are going to my car after this until the job fair. We were gonna…” he gives everyone the v symbol. In their own hidden language, everyone in the group knew they were going out to smoke. Before Nicolette could commit either way, she heard Mr. Anderson call her name, “Nicolette Smith?”

“Here!” she responded and in her head finished the statement, Daddy.

“Ok, class. Y'all have until end the of class or later to finish the exam. It’s 100 questions. Remember, this is your final exam. If you pass, you don’t have to come back here and can go to the Senior pizza party on Wednesday, or skip, I don’t care. Good luck. You’re all fine mathematicians, even you, Alex.” Mr. Anderson points directly at Alex, who almost had a breakdown earlier in the year. They were working on complex trigonometry and Alex nearly raged when he received an F on an exam. Since this was the last week of the semester, the school had cancelled school on Friday. “If I don’t see any of y'all again, God bless you.”

Nicolette felt comforted by his strong speech. He was a good teacher, and she did feel confident, at least on the material, if not necessarily so on her own arousal and nervousness. She couldn’t help but feel her anxiety heighten as the exam was placed in front of her. The paper landed on the table with and blew a slight burst of wind past her ear, and she heard a whisper tickle her ear:

You’re stressed out. Don’t you always feel better after a good cum? Why not finger yourself to relieve the tension.

Critical Success

Nicolette looked around. Everyone was stressed and honed in on their exam. The DnD group all started immediately filling out answers and using scratch paper, even Alex. Nobody paid her any attention. It felt odd, but Nicolette thought that bidded well. Public masturbation was taboo and she was already outcast enough. Looking around again and beliving the coast clear, Nicolette blanched, but felt her body flush with excietement. Her pussy throbbed and her nerves fiery with flight or fight hormones, she teased the waistline of her pants with her left hand. Nicolette looked around again, nobody saw paid her any mind. Not even Danny who sat right beside her. The tips of her fingers could feel her warm heat and the short soft curls of her landing strip. Nicolette closed her eyes for a moment and let out a barely perceptible sigh. Fuck, why does this feel so good? It's so naughty! And dangerous! But it feels so freeing.

With short, tense breaths, Nicolette slowly rubbed down her Mons until she came to her clit. _God, it feels so good to feel that pleasure. _Immediately, she felt the chokehold of anxiety lesson. Simultaneoulsy, _I'm so wet. I hope I don't leak through my sweatpants. That would be so embarrassing. _Her pussy felt like a warm waterfall on her fingers. Gently, she applied a little pressure to her clit and had to stifle a more audible sigh. Panicked, she looked around and didn’t notice anyone looking her way. Beside her, Danny bit his pencil, none the wiser to her anticss. Good. Middle finger on her clit, her index and ring traced each of her lower lips, sending a shiver up her spine. _Mmm. I don't even need a fantasy. This is already so hot. It's like the start of a good porno where the girl gets caught and... shit, don't jinx yourself! _Unable to contain the shiver or her blush, Nicolette started feeling better without the anxious pressure. The exhibition of the act felt so good. The naughtiness of it! Her anxiety eased off, almost to nonexistence, and she quickly wrote her name down on the exam. Her left hand moved a little faster and Nicolette felt better yet. Thanks to her studious habits, the question on the exam were startling easy.

She allowed herself to get distracted. Her pussy sang in pleasure. Biting her lip, she closed her eyes. Nicolette slowly inserted her left pointer finger into her pussy. She was so tight and wet and hot. Nicolette felt around her hymen. Once again, she thought, Why won't someone take it from me? It's just going to be make the good stuff worse. The combined stimulus of everything made her pant with need and heat. She could feel her nipples, hard as glass, threaten to poke through her thick sweater. Feeling confident, she progressed on the exam at a rapid pace. She was just a horny vessel filling out algebra examples. Her surroundings started to fade again; Danny was just an object, the exam began to disappear. Her heartrate began skyrocketing and her pussy clenched her finger as she grew close to orgasm. The graphing problem about how many oranges could Steve fit in his car, became, How many cocks could a slut fit in her pussy.

Suddenly, a firm hand landed gently on her left shoulder. “Nicolette, I need a word with you.” Mr. Anderson commanded quietly so as not to disturb other students. Contrary to his usual calm demeanor he had adapted a dominant and angry one. Unsettled, mortified, and horrified, Nicolette quickly took her hand out of her pants and followed him. The DnD group noticed her leaving, and shot her sympathetic glances. As they walked, the cool air felt especially cool on her moist hand. Fuck me. I'm scared and horny. Why is this turning me on? They didn’t stop marching until they came to a side stairwell. He opened the door to the stairwell, and Nicolette took the hint to step forward. Scared and aroused as she was, she couldn’t help thinking, “I royally fucked up. This is just like those pornos. Is he going to fuck the naughtiness out of me? I don't know how I feel about that...”

Closing the door behind them, Mr. Anderson paused, put his hand under his chin for a second before waving his arms in frustration. Nicolette couldn't help feeling aroused by the gesture. _He must care... Fuck, he's so strong. _After collecting himself, Mr. Anderson said in a quiet, but firm voice, “Nicolette, pardon my French, but what the fuck? Masturbating in the middle of a goddamn math exam? I’m going to give you one chance before I take you to the Principal’s office. I don't want to. Especially to a senior. The scandal of it!”

Nicolette, panicking, reached into her mind for help. _How can I get out of this? All I know is porn. Wait! What if I make this into a porno? _Nicolette felt how scared she was and let emotional tears run down her cheeks as she cried, “I’m so sorry. I-I can’t believe I did that. Yesterday, I lost my job because I was watching porn. Today I’ve been constantly aroused. Mr. Anderson, I don’t know what’s coming over me. It’s like all of my bad habits have been catching up in a 24-hour period. I’m so sorry! Please...” The whole time, she played with her hands and made herself small. But she held his stare with watery eyes. In her minds eye, Nicolette looked like a horny school-girl in need of a good spanking and not the porn-addicted girl she knew she was.

Mr. Anderson, stunned by this confession, clearly didn’t know how to process the revelation at first. It took him a moment before he slowly asked, “And why my class?” He leaned back against the railing, evaluating her and her response.

“B-because I’m so turned on by everyone…” Nicolette looked at him. That strong body, intelligent brown eyes, sexy build, and authority. Her own eyes were bright and cheeks flushed. She felt so hot and ready right now. Thoughts were hard to come out. She didn't want to admit how attracted she was to him, but she couldn't help blurting out, “I-I’ve had a c-crush on y-you…” She was nervous, self-conscious, horny, scared, and so attracted.

Stunned, the blasian man stood silent for a moment. Nicolette looked up, met his eyes, then averted her gaze. He was too intense. He literally held her future in his big strong hands. Suddenly, in her head, she remembered her plan and held onto it with all her hope. Softly, she asked, “What can I do? I don’t want to fail my math final. Please. I-I’ll do anything, I swear.” Desire dripped from her husky voice. She looked up at him and could feel how his eyes focused on her flushed cheeks. She didn't know what to do with her hands, so she clutched them awkwardly in front of her.

Mr. Anderson stood there for a long awkward moment, then sighed. He looked away for a second, then said, “I can’t believe I’m buying this. Ok. Here’s what’s going to happen. You have to get back to class and finish your exam. We'll talk about what the right thing to do is moving forward…”

Her heart raced. Nicolette felt conflicted. Was he serious? She felt slightly dejected, why didn't he want her?

As she mulled this over, he leaned in and whispered, “there’s a camera with audio watching us right now. We must act like professionals. If you are serious about getting a good grade, then on your way back to class, stop in the bathroom and snap a photo of your tits. Then send it to my number…”

Nicolette nodded, grateful. She was astonished that her ploy worked, and she quickly nodded. Breathless, both at his request and proximity, she answered, “Ok. Mr. Anderson.”

Mr. Anderson opened the door for them to leave, he whispered in her ear, “After the job fair, come to my office in the teachers lounge. Be willing and ready for anything.”

The last sentence sent a spike of pure arousal through Nicolette, and she blushed deeply.

On their way back, Nicolette stopped in the bathroom. Quickly, she took off her sweatshirt and t-shirt. Her pretty round tits stared back at her in the mirror. They were capped with pink, pointy nipples that, she thought, begged to be kissed. Her stomach heaved and Nicolette felt a heady rush of adrenaline as she snapped the photo. _I can't believe I'm doing this. It's so fucking hot and so fucking risky. _Scared and horny, she trembled as she examined the photo before sending it. She thought her face looked queasy, but her body was so sexy, lithe, and aroused. I wonder if my tits are big enough? Fuck could I get off to myself if I cropped my face off? Would a boy? Is it good enough for Mr. Anderson?

Nonetheless, she had to hurry. So, she sent the photo, covered herself up, then scurried back to class. Just as she was about to enter, she got a message from Mr. Anderson. It was a smiley emoji with shades on. Blushing, she opened the door quietly and sat down. Through sheer fear keeping her arousal from building, she managed to get almost to the end of the test when she encountered two difficult problems. Her anxiety shot up and the desire to masturbate started to rise up again. Danny shot the group a silent thumbs up and cheeky smile before handing his exam to Mr. Anderson, apparently done. The wind stirred up by his movement kissed a lock of hair away from her ear and whispered,

It’s so hard to focus while this horny. If you don’t cum soon. You’ll fail for sure. Just wiggle and grind in your seat until you get off. Everyone is so focused on their tests, no one will notice.

Critical Success

Nicolette’s mind wandered back to her recent encounters with Izzy and Mr. Anderson. Surreptitiously, she starts rocking back and forth in her chair. Her ass wiggled, and she ground in her seat, lost in a fantasy:

Mr. Anderson had a bat sized cock. He stood over her as she did yoga. She was in a position of vulnerability. Her pussy exposed to his prying eyes as she rubbed herself. Suddenly, Izzy stood beside her and kissed her. She looked like a goddess, all curves and soft golden skin. Mr. Anderson lowered himself and inserted his thick cock into her sopping wet pussy.

Her pussy literally throbbed with need, but Alex stirred beside her, done with his exam. That broke her fantasy, and Nicolette looked at the clock. There were only a few minutes left before the next period began. Groaning, she quickly answered the first question. Then, noticing the class was mostly staring at their phones, except for Danny who pored over the Monster Manual and Alex who had started doodling, she scooted over to the edge of the seat. Biting her lip and looking around to make sure nobody watched her, she ground her pussy on the thin edge of the seat. Fuck, that hits just right.

The hard stimulation applied just the right amount of stimulation on her delicate folds and clit. She straddled the thin edge of her seat until it put just the right sort of pressure on her delicate folds and clit. She was so close to the edge. Looking around blindly in lust, she caught Mr. Anderson’s eyes as she came. Lights flashed around, and her body went rigid as pleasure flooded every single vein as her pussy quivered and spasmed. Struggling to breath, she emitted a quiet “oh fuck” that was barely perceptible. Mr. Anderson cocked an eye at her, coolly evaluating her before smiling in approval. Meanwhile, Danny and Alex looked at her sideways, blushing beat red. She could tell they saw what she had just done

Suddenly embarrassed, Nicolette flipped up her hood, finished the last question on the exam in a hurry and stomped over to Mr. Anderson. He held onto her paper just long enough to say, “Good job, Nicolette.”

Mortified, Nicolette grabbed her bag without looking at anyone in her group, and she left for Mrs. O’Malley’s class.

A/N I have linked a strawpoll for how ya'll want the story to go. As I see it, the options are:

1. Hang out at the libary with Danny and Alex

2. Go to the Bathroom and masturbate

3. Stay in English class and watch a boring movie

5. Smoke with Zach and Izzy

https://strawpoll.com/BJnX8wjpOnv

Poll is closed. Results is 5.

Dice results:

Remember how yoga ended this morning? During the after-shower, you arched your back and stuck your ass out when you knew Izzy was looking. Then, you walked out of the showers swaying your hips, pretending you didn’t notice her gaze.

DC = 30

D100 = 31 + 13 = 44

You’re stressed out. You always feel better after cumming. Finger yourself to relieve the tension.

DC = 85

D100 = 93 + 13 = 107

Critical Success

It’s so hard to focus while this horny. If you don’t cum soon, you’ll fail for sure. Just wiggle and grind in your seat until you get off. Everyone is so focused on their tests no one will notice.

DC = 69

D100 = 89 + 13 = 102

Critical Success

The group knowing she came:

DC (every 25 add 1 random member to group that knows)

Flat D100 = 51