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Athena tilted her head back and felt the water streaming down her face in little rivulets. Right here and now, she was at the top of the world. And she didn’t just think that in some meagre way, the world was hanging on her every word, fame, fortune, it was all hers. And while, sure, others held that status, the chance that they too were in a position like hers, here and now, in a state of pure bliss, their dream lover willingly giving their body and soul to them as Robin was to her, hot rain playing against her tan skin and her own record-breaking music echoing around her.
After the thought passed she let her head hang down, focusing once more on the sex as she moved her hands to his hips, gripping him and taking the decision of their tempo from him, claiming it as she claimed him, increasing their pace.
His voice mingled with her music like a backup singer, his moans so genuine she wondered if they were all show for her, or actually real, not that it mattered, all that mattered was her pleasure.
"F-fuck…" She growled as time and time again she bounced his ass off her body, wishing she had gone ahead and taken him out of the shower to use him, just so she could see the way he was throwing his fine pale ass back against her cock like a bitch in heat.
The intimate sound of their bodies colliding sounded through the small confined space, the rhythm in keeping with the bouncy high tempo song of hers that was currently on, the sensations surrounding her cock so perfectly euphoric that, despite her climax just a short while ago in the car on the way here, she could feel herself quickly building to another.
"Yeah, fuck... You want it don’t you, want my cum in your ass, say it!" She panted, gripping his pale waist so tightly she was sure she was bruising it, not that she, or by the sounds of it, he, cared.
"A-ah! Please! Please cum in me Athena! Please!" He begged in delight and shame, head bowed, long black hair falling about his face as he panted hard, feeling each stab of her huge cock with him, her heavy, cum-laden balls bouncing against his own smaller ones again and again in a sign of her born superiority.
She couldn’t resist that, and, panting hard, gripping him in a vice-like hold, she felt her cock begin to twitch and throb, her balls tightening in their smooth sack as she felt her load churning, desperate to be spent inside this boy, her lover, her toy.
"Fuck, fuck!" She gasped, ramming herself as hard as she could into the boy, feeling his body shake and shudder with the ferocity of her thrusts, his ass repurposed as her new pussy, gripping and squeezing her length as she came, a powerful surge within him, a torrent of white that threatened to overflow as she continued to thrust into his milking hole, using him to sate herself.
Robin gasped and whimpered like a girl as she came within him, the pleasure from her cock overtaking the pain as the sensation of soreness within him was overwhelmed by the flooding heat of her cum pouring out deep within him, a viscous liquid that touched upon every nerve ending inside him sending so many mixed signals to his brain that he couldn't even think straight.
After a moment her thrusts slowed, though her climax continued, the fireworks going off in her mind lasting longer than her tired muscles, her body resting against his even as her steel hard cock fired off the last of her impressive load into her tight slut of a boyfriend.
"W-wow… Robin… That was the best fuck I’ve ever had…" She panted hard, holding him tight as her cock began to flag.
"M-me too…" He panted softly, forgetting himself for a moment and blushing furiously as he realised what he’d said.
She laughed, "Oh fuck, really?"
"W-well…" he stammered, "I-it was my first t-time so…"
"Pff…" she smirked and, biting her lip, slowly withdrew her cock from his ass with a moan, her cum flowing freely from his ass, unnoticed by them both as it trickled down his pale thighs. "I’m abso-fucking-lutely exhausted… Ah… I’m going to dry off and get into bed… You probably uh, wanna clean up… Come join me when you’re done, huh?"
"O-okay Athena, I will," he promised softly and felt her hand squeeze into the plushness of his butt before he heard the shower door open and heard her step from it.
He kept his back turned as she opened the door to the bathroom, finding and taking her phone as light poured in for the time it took for her to grab it and go closing the door again behind him, leaving him once more in the dark, this time alone, this time in silence.
He washed himself as best as he could in the shower, soaping himself down twice, feeling a little dirty in the afterglow of what had happened and feeling the conflict once more rise within him.
Did he want to go home? Did he wish today hadn’t happened? He stood in the shower and let the minutes tick by, lost to his own mind, an internal struggle without an answer.
It was some time before he finally stepped from the shower, turning it off and turning on the bathroom light, catching sight of himself in the mirror. He looked strange, like a different person almost. Turning away and quietly he towelled himself off, spending quite some time on his hair, not wishing to get the pillow wet when he went through and joined her.
Briefly he turned around, looking over his shoulder as he spread the cheeks of his ass, curiously looking at the little well-bred hole between the big cheeks and blushing, the colour obvious on his pale face in the white light of the bathroom as he recalled how it had gotten so pink and used.
He stepped from the bathroom, turning off the light behind him and found himself once more in the dark, though the bedroom at least wasn’t absolutely pitch black, with a few electronic LED’s and the light from the outside world partially spilling in between the cracks in a curtain, he could make out the shape of Athena in bed, fast asleep he supposed.
BHe stepped cautiously towards the bed and slid under the covers, laying on his back beside her, not touching her, not disturbing her, just staring up at the ceiling. He couldn’t change this, that wasn't his choice anymore, but he could make the most of it, that decision was the only power remaining in his life. And maybe, after all, she was right, maybe the doubts would fade and he would learn to love this. Learn to love her. Though didn't he already? Hadn't he since he first laid eyes on her?
"A...athena?" He whispered softly, then again a little louder, "Athena?"
"Mmm…. What…." She said, her voice dull, heavy with sleep and muffled by a pillow.
"...Want to spoon?" He asked, though his question was met by a long moment's silence.
"...Mm… Fuck yes I do, you cutie butt… Get over here…"
He heard her moving and he moved towards her, her arms wrapping around him, holding him to her soft luxurious body and he closed his eyes, comfortable in her embrace.
As Athena let out a soft sigh, about to fall asleep again, she noted, with just a little spark of victory, just how closely he nestled his bubbly white ass back against her thick soft cock.
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