The Wallflower and The Star Athlete (closed for Poprockz)

Adrian smiled at her comment, itself a sign he was starting to get through to her.
‘This is people behave in healthy relationships. They show love, care and affection to each other.’
He shuffled on the bed to be really close to her, putting his hand under her chin, bringing her eyes to his. He bushed his lips against hers, matching his words with action.
 
Healthy relationships... She hadn't ever experienced one of those before. Could there be a healthy relationship if one of the people in it was damaged? Adrian obviously knew how to navigate this sort of thing, but she wondered if they would really be okay. When she was made to look at him though, his eyes stilled her thoughts and his lips banished them.

Who knew if things would work out in the end, but right now she just wanted to be with him, and to experience the warmth he exuded. For her, she was like a plant in the shade who had finally tasted the touch of the sun.

Olivia kissed him back, closing her eyes and putting a hand on his cheek.
 
Adrian deepened their kiss, adding more intensity to it. His hands went back to her body, each time revelling in its firmness, suppleness and shape.

He knew breaking down Olivia’s walls truly would take a lot of time and patience on his part, and he was willing to do the work. But right now, all he wanted was to be with her and show her how a caring man makes love to the woman he cares about.
 
Her shoulders relaxed- she hadn't realized how much tension she was holding in her posture until he coaxed her back into a state of relaxed arousal. It was hard to stay tensed when his lips were so soft and his tongue was so intoxicating, after all.

Once again, he would find her mounting his lap, kneeling over his lap. This time though, she knew he was fully on-board with her doing so. Her hands went to her hips and she pushed her pajama shorts and underwear down, lifting one leg and then the other so she could take it off and toss it to the side.
 
Adrian used the same time to remove his shorts, his hardening cock springing up between them. As the continued to kiss, he reached between her legs to find her pussy already wet. Remembering her clit was her button, he teased it as they both got ready to try this new position.
 
"Ah!" she gasped softly as she felt his fingers start to gingerly rub her clit. It felt as good as it had earlier that day- that is to say it felt amazing. It was crazy how even just the touch of someone else's fingers could feel so different than her own. On that same train of thought, her hands reached down so she could gently caress and start to stroke his cock. Her delicate fingers tried to coax it into standing taller, handling it as though it was a sacred relic deserving of the utmost adoration.
 
Adrian drew in a deep breath as her fingers encircled his cock. She handled it with such care which he loved. Blood rushed to it under her touch, quickly turning it into an iron rod, ready for her.
He continue to play with her clit, alternating between swiping across it and circling it with his finger tips.
 
It was getting to the point where her body was starting to get impatient to feel something more substantial, and she fully intended to indulge that feeling. Olivia gently took his hand and pulled it away from her pussy, though she did get an idea. She wasn't sure how bold she wanted to be, but she hoped he might find it sexy.

His hand was lifted to her mouth, and soon she had his pointer and middle finger in her mouth, her tongue cleaning her nectar off his digits. She wasn't confident enough to look him in the eye while she did it, but that didn't stop her from sucking them sensually.
 
‘Holy fuck’. The words just escaped him. Watching Olivia lick his fingers that were covered in her own arousal was a sight he did not expect to see, but it was fucking hot. He looked her directly in the eyes so she could see how much seeing that turned him on.

‘Either take me, or I’m taking you’.
 
She thought she felt his cock twitch against her thigh as he commented on how sexy he found it. It filled her with satisfaction and admittedly a bit of pride that he was so taken with her display.

"I can't wait any longer either," Olivia replied with a pleased little smile, reaching down with one hand to guide his cock while the other held his shoulder. She moved his head against her wet slit and got it covered in her arousal before lining it up with her entrance. Once everything was in place, she didn't hesitate in starting to let her body weight impale herself on his rod. Though she wasn't a virgin anymore, he still felt very big inside her, stretching her walls and making her moan as she felt him go deeper and deeper.
 
Adrian knew he would never get bored of Olivia's moans - they sounded so geuinine and primal, yet melodic at the same time. He watched through hazed eyes as she impaled herself on him, marvelling at how her pussy stretched open to accommodate him. The grip of her pussy was insane, but her wetness was making his entrance into her very easy. He watched as his cock disappear into her, until her well groomed pussy lips met his pubic bone. His hands went to her hips, almost to instinctively keep her there. The feeling was incredible, and he never wanted it to end.

'Holy fuck Olivia, fuck you feel amazing'.
 
“You too!” She exclaimed breathily, “”I feel like you’re deeper than last time.”

It took her a moment to get used to being filled to the brim, so she took a little time to simply be on top of him.Olivia didn’t just sit there though, she ground her hips against his lap, moving her hips in slow, deliberate circles. She wondered to herself if some of his cum wasn’t still inside her from the last time. She would soon get a second helping, that was for certain.
 
‘I can’t believe how well your pussy takes me, it’s like it was designed to fit me’, he said with a laugh between moans.

He alternated between lying back, holding her hips and admiring the sight before him, to sitting up and again attacking her nipples with his mouth. She really had him pinned down, and he loved it.
 
Her pussy might not have been made for him, but there was no doubt in her mind that the two of them were very physically compatible. That was enough for her. She didn’t believe in destiny or the concept of being “together forever,” but she was going to make sure he never forgot what it felt like to make love to her. Olivia wanted to brand herself into his memory, so that if anything happened to separate them, that she would always be with him in a small way.

It was time for her to move.

Placing both hands on his shoulders, she started to raise and lower herself on his dick. Every time she rose, the walls of her slick tunnel clung to him, though they were always eager to have him plunge back inside. Her eyes met his and in her blue eyes was both lust and affection in equal measure.
 
As their eyes met, he could see his carnal desire for her mirrored back to him. Their physical connection was still burgeoning, but it was very clear the fire between them was being stoked at an alarming rate.
He almost dared her, silently, not to break eye contact as she continue to ride him. The only sounds in the room being their soft moans and the unmistakable squelch of her pussy as his cock filled it again.
 
Normally it would have been her inclination to avert her eyes after the prolonged contact got too long. He commanded her gaze in a way she wasn’t accustomed to though; it was as though she couldn’t look away.

When was the last time she had looked in someone’s eyes like this? Probably never.

Olivia’s eyelids were slightly hooded from the pleasure as she rode him, her body getting up to a more steady rhythm. It was exhilarating, getting to be th done doing most of the movement. Every move of her hips and heavy breath showed him how much she desired him, and that was precisely what she wanted to convey.
 
It was clear to Adrian how much Olivia was enjoying being on top, which made him even happier. He wanted her to explore her sexuality with him, knowing it was safe to do so. Plus there was the added bonus of getting to continue fucking her. That he was enjoying every moment.

As she did him, Adrian thumbed her clit. He wasn’t trying to race her to the finish line, but only increase her pleasure as they journeyed together to the promised land.
 
That thumb-action was really getting her further and further, her moans becoming more needy as her more they continued. It wasn’t long before she couldn’t keep their gaze locked anymore. Her eyes closed and she leaned closer so she could cling to him as she practically bounced on his dick.

Her mouth was near his ear and she managed to whine, “I’m so close, fuck!”
 
The closeness of her body to his as she rode and grinded on his cock, combined with her very aroused voice in his ear, was almost too much.

‘Oh fuck, me too! I’m gonna fill you again!’
 
Hearing that he felt the same way sent a shiver down her back and only encouraged her to fuck him with all the enthusiasm she could muster. The bed creaked as her body moved feverishly, Olivia being completely consumed by the overwhelming feeling of desire that spurred her on.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! I want it!" she cried, her voice trembling. A few moments later her body succumbed to their dance and she came hard for him. Her pussy clamped down on him and shivered, her back arching while her breasts pressed tightly to his chest.
 
Adrian wrapped his arms around her torso as both of their orgasm raced to completion together. He felt her orgasm hit through her clamping pussy, which triggered his. It felt like it started in his toes and it erupted all the way through his cock, sending his seed deep into her pussy. He held onto her tightly as they rode out their orgasms.
 
She shuddered in his arms. feeling the gush of cum that was being deposited from within; there was something instinctually fulfilling about feeling a man fill her up. Maybe someday if things worked out they would actually being doing this sort of thing for its intended purpose, though she wasn't entirely sure if she wanted any kids or not.

In any case, she simply relaxed in his arms, catching her breath during the afterglow. Her body was just a little moist with sweat from the exertion, but she was wholly satisfied. That had been a wonderful experience, and she was very grateful that she could share such a thing with him.

"Adrian..." she whispered, "this feels too good to be real. Are you sure I'm not in a hospital somewhere, living life in some kind of coma-dream?" There was a tired chuckle afterwards, the woman kissing his neck tenderly.
 
Adrian chuckled at her comment,’It does feel like it belongs in a dream. Can you feel this?’
His hands stroked her back as they both recovered their fantastic exertions, enjoying the neck kisses she was giving him.
‘I promise you, this is very real’.
 
"I can feel that, but maybe it's just a really realistic dream." She sighed with a smile on her face. "I don't think I've ever been this happy... Thank you." Her words were spoken with sincerity, a warmth settling in her chest as they simply held each other. Maybe things were going entirely too fast, but who was she to question it? She just wanted to bask in the moment and feel the love that was so foreign, yet so addictive.
 
Adrian smiled into her chest as he heard her, his heart swelling with happiness. Who knew this girl just needed someone to see her, for her to understand what true happiness feels like. No ulterior motive, just a pure connection.

‘Thank you for being open, honest and vulnerable with me. I know that is not easy for you, so I am grateful for that’.
 
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