"Megan, make no mistake, this whole relationship thing is one-sided. It's for you. We can't find anything to talk about. You dragged me on a hike figuring I'd enjoy it even when I said I wouldn't, just because we're together. But you're forgetting that we're together because that's purely what you want. Just because the title of 'boyfriend' is there doesn't make it any more special in itself. A relationship isn't defined by its title, it's defined by the feelings that come from it."
"I know." She pouted for real this time. "But I feel like since it's official it should feel more official. Like it should mean more when it's in the open. It feels more real to me."
I sighed, but smiled at her. "It may feel more real for me in time, it may not." I pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. "But for now, please accept that I'm just doing this for you, and that just because you want a perfect moment or a perfect relationship doesn't mean the universe is just going to give you one, even after you get a 'boyfriend.'"
"Okay." She admitted defeat. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be." I responded instinctively. "You didn't do anything wrong. I just figured if we're in a relationship now, I should tell you how I feel from time to time." I winked at her and she giggled. Silence followed as we just stared ahead, not saying a word.
"What the fuck is even going on?" I asked out of exasperation, putting my face in my hands.
"What do you mean?" Megan asked me.
"I know there's stories of couples that are obviously one-sided, but they stick together for the sentiment or because one person can't function without the other. But we're not even being freaking subtle about it." I observed, earning another giggle from Megan.
"I think you need me too." Megan replied, trying to be thoughtful. "You just don't know it yet."
Yeah, no. Definitely not. I nodded out of politeness, but nothing could be further from the truth. I definitely could live without Megan in my life, even though she as a friend was really cool. In retrospect, though, I will admit she helped me get over the fact that Nicole was basically no longer a part of my life, but then again, she pretty well orchestrated that. If I were more paranoid, I might even have thought that Megan had a hand in the whole thing, knowing exactly how I'd respond to holding hands after the blowjob, seemingly knowing Nicole and our relationship well enough to know how she'd respond, observing my crush on May, and timing everything exactly right so that every other aspect of my life would crumble like a stack of falling dominoes, Nicole would leave me for Phil and I'd fall right into her hands out of desperation…
…Yeah, maybe not. That was giving any human being, let alone Megan, way too much credit. Not even Nicole could pull that off.
"Plus," Megan added, her hand traveling up my leg. "I think it's safe to say that our agreement is definitely not one-sided." She grinned mischievously as her hand went up and down on my crotch.
"Here?" I asked, looking around.
She shrugged. "Why not? There's no one around. Plus, it sounds like you need me to remind you why you stick with me."
I had to laugh internally at that comment. This relationship was not for me. That was painfully obvious. Megan, as far as I could see, wasn't even interested in me specifically, which only became more obvious as she came more and more out of her shell. She wanted to be in a relationship, pure and simple. She wanted a physical boyfriend, and to have feelings, but she didn't know how. She wanted to possess and live out some kind of Disney fairy tale, not share time and feelings. The word 'share' wasn't even in her consideration, and she knew it too. Still, I kept my mouth closed for two reasons. Number one, in the wake of pretty much everything else that had happened, I was trying to be as kind as I could be, and this would definitely rock the boat. Two, Megan was making a move on me, and knowing her, I'd want to see how this would play out.
Without another word, smiling slightly, I went straight for Megan's neck, something I found out was her sensitive spot. I started by gently kissing her neck, but quickly evolved to licking and eventually sucking. She responded with short gasps of air and a hand supporting the back of my head. Her hands were frozen in place, not daring to move, as if in fear that these sensations would stop the moment she moved. Quickly, though, my mouth got bored of one place and my hands traveled to her B cup breasts, moving them around before whispering "Let me see them," into her ear.
Quickly, she obliged. I moved enough away from her to allow her enough space to take off her shirt and bra. Used to Nicole's quick undressing and lack of bra, I grew impatient and didn't waste time by merely looking at Megan's breasts, latching onto them the second they came into view.
To my knowledge, I actually had not truly sucked Megan's nipples yet, so I made sure to give her the royal treatment. I started delicately, using my tongue to tease her areola. Megan only made soft moans in response, cradling my head, giving slight pushes every now and then in a wordless plea for me to start sucking. However, I held back, switching to the other breast as I continued my delicate efforts, circling each nipple with my tongue. As I did, her nipple grew harder and stiffer, responding to my actions, begging for more. After about a minute of this, I figured she had enough of my teasing and pulled her nipple into my mouth, giving it a hard suck.
Megan moaned, hard, pulling me in even closer to her boob. With my free hand I began caressing her leg as I alternated playing with her nipple in between my teeth, flicking it with my tongue, and using my full mouth to give it a good hard suck. After a bit, I moved to her other nipple and did the same, but I quickly grew bored of only having access to what was above the waist.
As I took my mouth off of her nipple, either Megan read my mind or was as eager as I was. Immediately, she got up and took off her yoga pants and panties, fully casting them aside as she bent over, placing her hands on the cold rock. "T-take me, Adam…" She said timidly.
I'll give Megan this, the cold didn't really seem to bother her. Matching her movements, I dropped my pants and underpants to my ankles in one motion. My dick, fully erect from the earlier foreplay, slapped her on her ass cheek. Realizing what just slapped her, Megan moaned in anticipation.
I didn't allow that anticipation to last long, though. If anything, I was afraid of the possibility of getting caught, and wasted no time. After aligning my dick with Megan's already-wet pussy, I grabbed onto her ass cheeks and pushed myself in with one thrust, earning an "Aie!" of pain from her.
I wasn't drunk with lust this time, and despite going all the way into her with one thrust, I didn't want Megan to hurt, so I gave her time to accommodate. Plus, even though her pussy was wet, I had no lubrication on me going in, so it slightly hurt me too. As she shifted, getting used to me, the time given to me allowed my pain to dissipate, and when the time felt right, I slowly started to pump in and out of Megan's waiting love tunnel.
"Mmmmm…" Megan moaned in appreciation as I started out slowly, savoring the electric feeling that coursed through me as my grip on her cute little ass tightened and I began to push in further. As I did so, my thrusts became slower so that we could both really enjoy what we were doing. I leaned forward as I slowly thrust into Megan, kissing my way up her back as I slowly thrust my full self again and again into her.
"Adammmm…" She sensually moaned. Soon, however, she evidently became bored of my slow speed, as she began to pick up speed herself, impaling herself again and again on me.
With an internal laugh, I shrugged and gripped her ass again, thrusting myself fully into her quickly. She rewarded me with a "Mm!" that showed how much she wasn't expecting that. Savoring my victory, I picked up speed, my dick drilling Megan's pussy as I went faster and faster, deeper and deeper.