Blind Channel One Shot Stories

Ripped Off Feelings - Olli

 POV: You're having dinner out with your friends, and between them there is Olli too, who you secretly love since years. Tonight, you notice that Olli can't keep his eyes off you, maybe because your clothing are quite sexy... For escaping from the embarrassment, you hide in the bathroom for a few minutes, but...

"What are you doing here?" you ask surprised, when you see Olli in the ladies bathroom.

The boy doesn't answer, and with nonchalance locks the door behind him.

"What the hell are you doing? Are you crazy?" you scream, out of yourself.

"Sssh... Don't shout, or they will hear us." he whispers, gently resting a finger on your lips.

"Can you explain me what are we doing here?!"

"I need to talk with you" he keeps on whispering.

"And couldn't we talk outside like all the people would do? " you ask him, annoyed.

"It's a private thing and i don't want to be interrupted... So what better place to talk than in a bathroom?"

"I don't know... maybe a table in a bar or the couch in my house?"

"Don't be so formal... relax Mrs Perfect, otherwise I end up getting nervous too and then I won't remember what I have to tell you!" Olli smiles, completely comfortable.

Your gaze rests on his lips, so perfect that seem to be designed by God himself, and then on his white shirt. The first three open buttons reveal his wide and powerful chest. Although it is late February, you feel pervaded by an intense heat, It feels like your body is on fire.

"That's nonsense! I will not stay a minute longer in here!" you say, embarrassed. You walk to the door, at a quick pace, but at the last second Olli places himself in front of the handle preventing you from leaving.

Your bodies are attached to each other, you can feel your breaths mingling and his eyes searching for yours, but you keep constantly looking elsewhere. You don't want to get lost again, like you've been doing every damn time for three years.

You fell in love with Olli slowly. At first his character always so relaxed and quiet gave you nerves, he never seemed to take anything seriously, and for a girl like you, always scrupulous and loyal, his superficial attitude was intolerable. He didn't seem to tolerate you too, but he couldn't stop looking for you: maybe for making fun of you, or maybe for testing your patience. He even gave you a nickname "Mrs Perfect", at the beginning that annoyed you so much, but then you got used to it, and started to like that. Obviously you never told that to Olli, his ego would have been feed too much. But as the weeks went by, you understood that he was just wearing a mask.

You fell in love with his sensibility, his fragility, his hidden emotions. Olli was like a undiscovered world for you, and you were so eager to explore it, but you had no courage enough for realizing your fantasies. At the same time you understood that you were the opposite of each other and the chances of you having a love story were almost none. Then you decided that you should have forget him and concentrate your attention elsewhere, but it was easier said than done...

He leans his hands on you shoulders and caresses you gently, you raise up my eyes, you feel so irritated and end up meeting his glance. His blue eyes are staring at you, focused and lively, and you're again experiencing that strange and disruptive embarrassment. Every time he looks at you, It feels like you're naked, without any barriers or artifice. It's just you, him, and your raw, imperfect skin.

You look at each other without talking, while outside the noises beyond the wall overlap each other: pots slammed here and there, the footsteps of the waiters, the excessive laughs of the customers in the dining room.

Perceiving the danger, you free yourself from his grip and retreat "Then?" you growl with your usual harsh tone.

He steps forward and puts his gentle, warm hand on your cheek. You should move away again, but instead you close your eyes, and sigh. In that moment, his thin lips caress yours. You tremble. Now he wraps you around the waist, holding you tighter as he moves his other hand through your curly and dark hair.

"Are you cold? You're shaking..." he asks you, barely breaking off your lips.

You shake your head. You can't even talk anymore.

Olli smiles, then he starts kissing you with the same delicacy as before, he touches you everywhere and you keep shaking, terrified to hear the alarm clock ringing and finding yourself alone in an empty bed. His hands get lost on your body as thoughts get more and more chained.

"What does it mean?" you're able to ask him, some minutes later.

"I want you so badly"

"What are you saying? I don't understand..." You look at him, confused.

"Well, Yes, Miss Perfect I fell in love with you..."

Your mind gets foggy, you feel weak while from your mouth, words try to get out but, however, end up turning into sighs and tremors. Olli kisses you on the neck while his hands move slowly from you hair and reach your back. Feeling his touch makes you so horny that you start to make little cries.

You've never felt so good. You burst of love, passion, and desire.

"Kiss me again, please." You beg him, almost on the point of crying.

"I can do much more!" he says, as he opens the buttons of your blouse, one by one, and you let him do that. "I want you to be mine" Olli whispers at your ear, while he takes your red blouse off and drops it on the floor. You don't care if someone sees you, you feel so turned on and don't wanna him to stop.

He suddenly pushes you against the cold wall, and starts kissing you everywhere: on the lips, on the neck, on the shoulders, on your chest. He takes off your bra, and for a moment stops to look at your breasts. He has an hungry glance "You don't know how long I've wanted this" Olli says, before coming back to kiss you. You gasp, while between the panties your pussy starts trembling harder.

You put one hand on his shoulder and the other slips from his chest to his pants, where you're able to feel his hard cock. You bite your lips while even his hand moves on your thighs.

Suddenly he orders you to turn. "You're not gonna put your dick into my ass, are you??" you protest.

"Don't you worry Mrs. Perfection not this time, maybe next!" he says, with a perverse smile on his face.

"Olli Matela don't you da-" You're not able of ending the phrase that he turns you around and pushes you against the wall again.

"Shut up!" he says, and you obey, completely submissive.

He lifts up your skirt and with a steady hand rips off your stockings, at the height of panties. You start gasping louder when Olli moves your underwear and puts a finger into your pussy. He shifts it in and out, in and out, until you're wet enough to let him insert his dick.

Olli whispers your name, while starting moving slowly, he orders you to stay quit, and don't scream, but you're so excited and it's so hard to keep the moans closed inside your mouth. You bite your lips, trying to avoid yelling, but now Olli moves faster, and you both end up gasping louder.

"I can't keep it anymore!" He says, before feeding your insides with his hot liquid. You feel so weak and exhausted, you end up sliding to the ground with the back leaning against the wall.

You breath heavily, while Olli dresses up quickly.

Before going out, he turns and kisses you gently and whispers a sweet and decided "You're mine now, Mrs. Perfection. Never forget that."

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Image taken from Olli's social. 

Warnings: Adult Contet.