Olivia Day 2

Author's note: This directly follows

Shy Guy

(or

Shy Guy CH 1

), which should be read first. Reading

Ch. 02 - Gina

is also suggested, as there are some references to that story.

Around 5:00 pm on Tuesday, Olivia sent Corey a text message.

Olivia: Still interested in getting together tomorrow?

Olivia started laughing when the reply came back almost before she hit the send key.

Corey: YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

Olivia: Meet me at the Starbucks by the high school at 10:00, okay?

Corey: OK. Looking VERY forward to seeing you!

Olivia smiled as she tagged his text with a heart.

...

At 9:59 Wednesday morning, Corey walked into Starbucks. He scanned the area and quickly saw Olivia sitting in the corner. As he walked toward her, she looked up, and they both smiled at each other. Olivia was wearing a white halter top that hugged her small breasts. Corey's smile got even bigger when he got closer.

"Hi, my name's Corey. Would it be okay if I sat here?"

Olivia smiled, but before she even answered, Corey continued.

"Don't worry, it's okay if you say no. I'm not a weirdo, and I won't create a scene if you prefer I not sit here."

Olivia was almost laughing by this point.

"So, tell me.... Was it Cary?" she started.

"Corey," he corrected her.

"So, tell me, Corey, why did you want to sit here?"

"Would you like me to make up some answer about this being my favorite table, or should I just tell you the truth - that I wanted to meet the prettiest girl in the place."

Olivia tapped her fingernails on the table as she looked up at Corey.

"Well, I think you're full of shit, but I like your style." As she tipped her hand toward the available chair, she continued, "have a seat."

Corey sat down.

"So," Olivia continued, "you seem to be pretty smooth. Are you always this self-confident when meeting new women?"

Corey couldn't take it anymore and started laughing hysterically. Olivia followed right behind. Other people in the store turned their heads toward the two of them.

When they finally calmed down, Olivia looked at Corey.

"You know, it wouldn't be unreasonable for you to do that with a girl you didn't know."

"Olivia, you've done wonders to make me feel like I could be a

little

more comfortable with a woman I just met at a party or in some other group environment, but I don't think I'm quite ready to walk up to someone out of the blue and say anything like that."

"You COULD do that, Corey. You're cute, and I liked the qualifier that you're not a weirdo. But for now, go order your drink."

Corey got his drink and came back to the table.

"I wanted to talk to you before we went back to my house," Olivia said. "What I did the other day with you... I'm not even sure why I did it. I mean, when Melissa said something about you being shy, it just hit me hard because it reminded me so much of me when I graduated high school. Now, I don't go around looking for shy guys..." Olivia looked around to see how close people were sitting next to them, and she leaned forward as she lowered her voice to almost a whisper before continuing, "just to be their first fuck." Sitting back and returning to a normal voice, she went on. "But, of course, I know you. I've known you for a long time. And you've always been nice to me. So, I wanted to help you out."

She paused and took a sip of her drink.

"And truthfully, I wasn't sure if I could really go through with it. But I'm really glad I did."

"Me, too!" Corey added, causing both of them to smile.

"I just wanted to get that off my chest," Olivia continued, again in a soft voice. "And I didn't want to just have you come to my house, fuck me, and leave. That's why I wanted to meet here. I hope that's okay."

Corey chuckled.

"Jesus, Olivia, you think I'd complain about spending time with you just talking? I mean, I'd be lying if I said I hadn't been thinking about stuff I hope we'll do. But even being here with you is really nice." Then, after a short pause, he continued, "But don't worry. I know I'm not your boyfriend, and you're not my girlfriend. But we can just be friends, right?"

Olivia reached across the table and took Corey's hand in hers.

"Yes, Corey, we can just be friends." Again lowering her voice, she said, "Friends who sometimes fuck!"

They both smiled at each other.

"C'mon", Olivia said. "Let's go for a walk."

They grabbed their drinks and walked out the door. Olivia took Corey's hand in hers and turned toward the high school. They walked the short distance in silence, but as they crossed the final street and arrived at the actual campus, Olivia stopped.

"I walk around here sometimes. For some reason, I find it peaceful and calming. But I actually have very conflicting feelings about my days here. On the one hand, I loved high school. I had a bunch of girlfriends - mostly because your sister brought me into her group. Even in the group, I wasn't one of the popular kids at school."

Corey looked surprised.

"Really? But you were a cheerleader? All the cheerleaders were popular."

Olivia laughed.

"I was only a cheerleader because your sister forced me to try out. I was always a little embarrassed when I was wearing my cheerleading outfit or we were performing."

"Huh? Half the girls were jealous they weren't cheerleaders, and ALL the guys loved watching the cheerleaders. Why were you uncomfortable?"

"The guys weren't looking at me when we performed. The were looking at the other girls. The ones with big boobs and bouncy hair." Then she laughed. "And bouncy boobs."

Corey turned Olivia toward him, grabbing each of her hands in his.

"This guy was watching you. Every. Single. Time."

Olivia smiled and gave Corey a big hug, being careful not to spill her coffee.

"I'd call you a liar and say you were just saying that to get in my pants, except you already did," she said laughing. "Thank you, Corey. Good to know there was at least one guy watching me."

She continued holding one of Corey's hands as the continued walking.

"But as much as I enjoyed spending time with my girlfriends, I was always depressed about not having a boyfriend. Or not really even dating. It was hard."

They continued walking in silence. She led them over to the football field, where a couple of guys were running on the asphalt track that circled the field. They both tossed their empty cups in a garbage can.

"I spent a lot of time here performing our routines and watching games," she said.

"Me, too," Corey said.

"Really? I don't remember you in your cheerleading outfit. I bet you looked hot," Olivia said, laughing.

"Uh, yeah, I meant watching the games."

"Yeah, I know," she said, again laughing.

They walked past the stands and then continued walking behind them.

"Do you think all the rumors were true?" Olivia asked.

"What rumors?"

Still holding his hand, Olivia led them behind the stands.

"You know - that after practice, some of the cheerleaders gave guys blowjobs here."

Corey laughed.

"I really don't know. I can assure it never happened to me."

"Yeah, I was never involved in that either."

Still holding Corey's hand, Olivia started walking under the stands, weaving between the metal structure until they were 15- or 20- feet in.

"I can't believe anyone would really do that here. It's not exactly romantic," she said. "But I guess there's the thrill of being out in public - especially under the bleachers." She looked around and said, "Let's find out!"

Suddenly she knelt down and unhooked Corey's belt.

"What are you doing?" Corey almost yelled in shock.

Olivia looked up at him and smiled.

"What do you think I'm doing?" she answered while unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them.

"There are people on the track!" Corey cried. "And anyone could walk byyyyyyyy", he protested but extended the last word as Olivia started rubbing his dick through his underwear.

She ignored him as she pulled down his pants and underwear. She grabbed his dick and gave it a lick from base to tip.

"So do you want me to stop?" she asked before sticking the tip of his dick in her mouth and tickling his balls.

"No... no... no... please don't stop."

"Are you sure?" she asked immediately before sliding her lips down his dick a few inches, stopping before it hit her throat.

"Y-y-y-y-y-eah, I'm sure."

After fifteen seconds of sliding his dick in and out of her mouth while stroking the part beyond her mouth, she pulled her mouth away.

"You sure you're not afraid of us getting caught?"

Then she went right back to sucking and stroking.

"I don't care about that. Please don't stop."

Olivia smiled to herself as she continued sucking on his dick, paying special attention to the part just behind the head. She knew she couldn't take his dick very deep, as she always gagged. And truth be told, she hadn't given a lot of blowjobs. But today, she was really turned on by the thought of doing it outside, under the stands, where they really could get caught. And she liked doing it to Corey.

As she continued, Corey started moaning. Corey wanted to touch Olivia somewhere - anywhere - just to make a physical connection while she had his dick in her mouth. But he didn't want to put his hands on her head, as he didn't want her to think he was going to start forcing mouth her further down his dick, like he'd seen in porn videos. So, he just used three fingers of his right hand to run his fingers through her hair on the side of her head. Olivia closed her eyes for a second when she felt him stroke her head.

After a couple of minutes, Olivia pulled away for just a second, stroking his entire dick with her hand, as she whispered, "tell me before you cum."

Corey grunted acknowledgement and moaned again when his dick went back in her mouth. After another few minutes, Olivia slowly strummed Corey's balls.

"Oh, God!" he cried out.

After just another minute, Corey desperately, but quietly, roared, "I'm gonna cum!"

Olivia pulled his dick out of her mouth and continued stroking his full length, pointing his dick away from her, and continuing to tickle his balls. After five seconds, Corey grunted, and he shot a burst of cum. Olivia could feel the hot liquid move through his dick, and she smiled. As she continued stroking him, he shot four more times, his dick twitching each time. After one more twitch, where nothing came out, Corey let out a long sigh.

Corey put his hands around Olivia's shoulders and lifted her up, immediately putting his lips on hers and giving her a passionate kiss. Eventually, he pulled away.

"Jesus, Olivia, that was unbelievable!" Suddenly, a light bulb went off, and he remembered he was still standing outside with his pants and underwear around his ankles.

"Uh, I'd better get dressed before I get arrested for flashing the world," he said, as Olivia laughed.

Once he finished buckling his belt, he looked at Olivia, who was still smiling.

"I can't believe you did that," he said.

"Oh, sorry," she said. "If you prefer, I'll never do it again."

"No, no, no," Corey quickly replied, "I'd LOVE for you to do it again. I was just kinda surprised you did it here. Out in the open. Where people could have seen us."

"Made it exciting, huh?" she asked with a smile.

Corey laughed.

"It would have been exciting no matter WHERE you did that! But, yeah, I guess it did add a little extra... something."

With a broad smile, Olivia grabbed Corey's left hand with her right hand, intertwining her fingers with his.

"C'mon. Let's go to my house and see if we can do something exciting there, too."

When they got to Olivia's, she led him upstairs to her bedroom. There was a desk with a laptop on it and shelves above filled with books. There was a dresser with a TV and a few pictures. Two large windows faced the front of the house, and the sunlight coming in was bright. When Olivia closed the door, Corey noticed a full-length mirror on the back of the door. And, of course, there was a bed - a queen-size bed with lots of stuffed animals on it.

As soon as Olivia closed the door, Corey walked up to her, wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her against him.

"Let's see," he said, looking up as if he was thinking. "She's invited me to her room and she's standing. I wonder if she wants to do more than talk," he said, repeating the instructions Olivia had given him two days ago.

"Of course I'm standing," she said, laughing. "You didn't give me a chance to move more than two inches from the door."

"Ahhh, you've discovered my secret plan to prevent you from sitting."

He placed his lips on hers and started to slowly kiss her. He teased his tongue into her mouth just a bit, and then pulled back. She then repeated the move as they kissed like lovers who had known each other for years. The kiss was passionate, but not rushed or desperate, and each of them let out occasional moans. Corey slipped both hands down to Olivia's butt, squeezing each cheek as he pulled her body against his hard dick. They ground their bodies against each other, and both were incredibly excited.

They continued kissing for quite a while, letting the desire build. Then, without breaking the kiss, Corey moved one hand from Olivia's butt to her breast, first squeezing her entire breast and then gently pinching her hard nipple that poked through her top.

"Mmmmm," Olivia moaned as waves of pleasure shot from her nipples through breasts to her entire body.

Corey finally broke the kiss and turned Olivia around, so her back was to him, and they were both facing the mirror on the back of the door. Corey watched in the mirror as he ran both hands up Olivia's body and onto her breasts, again squeezing them and then pinching her nipples as he pushed his hard dick against her back. She sighed and closed her eyes. He continued massaging her breasts for a minute before moving his hands behind her neck and untying the bow of her halter top. He pulled the upper portion down until her breasts came into view.

Looking into the mirror, Corey got incredibly excited. Olivia's dark red areolas looked incredible against her lighter skin. "Jesus, Olivia, you are so fucking beautiful. I could look at your body all day long."

Olivia smiled. She liked the way Corey looked at her and the way he appreciated her less-than-giant breasts.

As Corey gently thrust his pelvis into Olivia's butt, he slid his hands up her body and onto those bare breasts he loved so much. He squeezed them both, and they both moaned. He kept his eyes on the mirror as he lowered his head to kiss the side of Olivia's neck while he continued pumping her breasts. Olivia closed her eyes as she moaned. He continued caressing her breasts, occasionally pinching her nipples between his middle finger and his thumb, as he slowly kissed the back of neck, then the other side, then softly sucked on her ear lobe. But his eyes never left the mirror.

"Look at yourself. Look at how beautiful you are," Corey whispered.

Olivia had never had such a slow, wonderful build-up, and she was tingling all over. Corey released her right breast and bent slightly as he slid his hand down to her thigh below her denim skirt. When he slid his hand back up and under her skirt to cup her pussy, she moaned loudly. He stuck out his middle finger and slid it back and forth between her lips over her wet panties. Olivia started rocking her pelvis against Corey's finger.

After a minute, Corey moved his hand higher and slipped into her panties. He moved his hand down through her pubic hair and continued down until he found her wet pussy. He slipped a finger in and stroked in and out several times. After an initial gasp, Olivia rocked her hips to fuck his finger as she continuing moaning over and over. With his other hand, he pinched her nipple repeatedly, just a little harder than before. When he pulled his wet finger out of Olivia's pussy and started rubbing it over her clit, she screamed.

"Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes!"

Corey could see her eyes squeezing shut and opening over and over. He loved looking at her face as she approached an orgasm, he loved looking at her bare breast on the one side, and he loved watching him squeeze the nipple of her other breast.

"Open your eyes," he whispered. "Watch yourself."

Olivia forced her eyes open. She had never watched herself as she approached orgasm. It was such a strange view, watching in the mirror as he caressed her breast. Her skirt was blocking her from seeing him rub her clit, but it was almost as if she was watching a movie of herself. But It felt too good to be a movie.

It didn't take more than another minute before Olivia started grunting as her body jerked over and over, her eyes remained tightly closed, and she gasped for breath as a giant orgasm ripped through her. This continued for thirty seconds, and Corey continued pinching her nipple and rubbing her clit the entire time. As soon as she stopped moving, Corey removed his hand from under her skirt and released her nipple. She appeared to be too weak to even stand up. He held Olivia against him, wrapping one arm around her waist and one around her shoulders. He was careful not to cover her breasts; he wanted to keep looking at those in the mirror.

Olivia was breathing deeply. Her eyes were closed, and if Corey hadn't held her up, she would have crumbled into a ball on the floor. After a minute, as her breathing became normal, she opened her eyes and smiled into the mirror. It was a hot scene.

"That was nice," she said. "VERY nice."

"I liked it, too," Corey replied. "God, I love looking at you and touching you. And I REALLY like making you come."

"Mmmmm," Olivia replied. "I like it when you make me come, too!" she said with a giggle.

"Let's try something else," Corey said.

He unwrapped his arms that were around Olivia and turned her around. He held one of her hands in his and led her across the room to the bed. Olivia pushed all the stuffed animals onto the floor and pulled back the bedspread and covers. Corey helped her pull off her top. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt, letting it drop to the floor. Corey looked up and down her body as she stood in just her panties. He pulled off his t-shirt, shoes, and socks. Before pulling off his jeans, he pulled a couple of condoms out of his pocket and tossed them on her desk. He pulled Olivia against him as he moved one hand to her breast and put his lips on hers. Olivia liked feeling his hard dick push against her. When he gently pinched her nipple, she whimpered. They continued kissing, and he continued alternating between pumping her breast and pinching her nipple. She was grinding against his hard dick and was ready to feel him inside of her. Corey knew she wanted more.

"Lie down on the bed," he said.

Olivia started to put her head by her pillow.

"Uh-uh," Corey said. "Not like that. Just sit at the edge here and lie back."

Olivia had a slightly confused look on her face, but she sat in the middle of bed and lay down across the width of the bed, with her feet still on the floor. Corey spread her legs slightly and stepped between them He placed his extended arms next to her waist and dropped his head to give her a short, sweet kiss. Then he moved his head lower to deliver a number of short, wet kisses around the perimeter of her breast. He gave one more kiss directly on her nipple before closing his lips around her nipple, sucking, and flicking his tongue back and forth.

Olivia's body jerked a little, and she moaned as she clasped her hands behind his head. Corey continued flicking her nipple for a few seconds, and then pulled away. He looked at Olivia, and they both smiled. He started the short kisses around the perimeter of the other breast, but Olivia was ready this time when he sucked on her nipple. It didn't matter; her body still jerked, and, again, she clasped her hands around his head. After he finished attacking this nipple, he again pulled his head back, smiling at Olivia.