Pauls Introduction
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On the drive back to Gainesville, Jane was looking over the seat at Alice and Suzi. Alice and Suzi act just like another girls, except when they look at each other. Then they look like they are in love. How could I have been afraid of them? "When did they say when you had to be out of your room?" Jane had twisted so that her breast was pressed against Paul's shoulder. She moved slightly to give him something to think about. I don't care if they sit together, Hell I sit close to my friends, but I hope they don't kiss.
"They told me to be gone on Monday and they said they had called my parents," Suzi answered.
"Oh shit! Have you talked to your parents?" Paul hadn't thought about that.
Both were waiting on to see what Paul could do before they called their parents. Nothing like a little pressure on me. When did I become responsible for others? When you started caring about them, bozo.
Arthur offered his room to the girls but they declined. They had to go back to their rooms to wait for a response from the administration. Alice was going to stay in Suzi's room. Suzi's roommate was cool. Alice could sleep on the floor. They promised to call as soon as they heard anything.
Paul and Jane had their shirts off when the phone rang. "Let Arthur get it," they both said at the same time. Paul pulled Jane into his arms.
"Paul! Jane!" Arthur's voice came from the living room.
"What!" both of them replied.
"It's Suzi."
Paul handed Jane her shirt, quickly opened the door, and ran into the living room. "What does she say?"
"Quiet."
"Tell me what she's saying."
"I can't hear her with you yelling."
Paul gritted his teeth and waited. Arthur smiled and said, "Really? And your parents? OK. No don't. He's busy. I'll tell him later. Bye." Arthur hung up.
"Tell me now."
"She said thank you."
"Arthur I'm going to hit you, I'm not kidding."
"Jeez, relax. They both had a letter placed under their doors saying that a mistake had been made. Both of their parents had already been called and told it had been a mistake."
"Did the school apologize?"
"I don't know. It doesn't matter Paul. Whatever you did worked. What did you do?"
"Sorry Arthur, I can't tell you. Goodnight."
Jane hadn't come into the living room but she heard what Paul said. When he came into the room she asked, "What did you do?"
He explained.
"Do you still have the telegram?" Jane asked.
"No. I left it with the homophobe."
"Paul. You're still angry. Let it go. We've won. Our friends are safe. You are a hero and it's time to give the hero his traditional reward." She took off her shirt and bra then stepped out of her skirt and panties. "I am leaving my socks on. My toes are cold."
"You're beautiful."
She slipped under the covers and propped herself up on one arm. "You're staring at my breasts again."
"I'm not sorry."
"You don't need to be. Get undressed."
He took off his pants, his socks, and his underwear. It has to look silly waving out there, he thought. She motioned him over to her and put her hand around his hardness.
"You don't need a condom," she said.
His face showed confusion.
"I am taking Enovid. There are doctors in town who will give it to any girl who asks. I get to decide when I get pregnant. It is my choice."
"Oh, I thought you had changed your mind."
"You are so stupid. Look at my face. This is what lust looks like." She rolled onto her back, pulled him on top, and guided him into her.
She is competitive at everything. She thrust against him as hard as he did against her. He came first and she continued to thrust until she did. Jane thought to herself: I love how safe I feel with him on me. I wish I was as smart as he is. Stop! Just enjoy it.
Paul tried to support his weight. "Am I too heavy for you?"
"No, just stay still for a few minutes. Tell me you love me."
"I love you my little scientist."
"Let me up. I need to go to the bathroom." She put on his bathrobe.
What did I do wrong that time? He wondered.
When she came back into the room, she took off the robe and laid her head on his chest. "I'm sorry."
"It's OK. Do you want to talk about what's bothering you?"
"No. Just hold me. I love you too Paul."
In the morning they made love slowly, building up to the final act. This time she had more than one orgasm. They stayed in bed holding each other.
"Did you mean what you said last night?" Paul asked.
"About what?"
Mercurial - that's the word for her. "You said that our friends were safe. So Alice and Suzi are your friends?"
"Yes they are. Oh shit. Who would ever have thought I would be friends with a couple of queers." She started to laugh just as they heard a knock on the door.
"Paul? Arthur? Anyone home?" It was Alice.
"Here's one of the queers now," she said. Her laugh was louder now.
"We're in here Alice. Come on in," Paul yelled.
"Paul? Jane?" Alice stuck her head in the door.
Jane made sure she was covered but didn't stop laughing.
"Alice, unless you want to see me naked turn around. Aren't you going to turn around?"
"Jane," Alice said, "I don't want to touch him but I've never seen a naked man. Can I look?"
That set Jane off again.
"Both of you can kiss my ass." Paul stood and pulled on his underwear and pants with as much dignity as possible.
"Sorry, I don't see what the big deal is. Paul, I need to talk to you."
"Do I need to be naked?"
"Why is she laughing so much?"
"It is either because she has been well and truly fucked or she realized this morning that she likes two queers, or maybe both." The pillow missed his head.
"Oh my God. I'm sorry. I didn't think. Do you all want me to leave and come back later?"
"Alice what do you need to talk about?" Paul pushed her out of the door into the living room. He closed the door behind him. "I'm going to start some coffee. Do you want some or do you want me to kill you now?" Paul started the coffee.
"I told my parents the truth."
Paul stopped and turned towards her. "What did they say?"
"They said that you were a special friend."
"That isn't what I meant."
"I know. They don't like it but I'm still their daughter. They did say that you were a special friend."
Paul turned around to finish the coffee. Alice came up behind him and hugged him. "I love you." She took his shoulders and turned him towards him. "You're crying. Why?"
"I'm 78 years old Alice. In all that time, no one has ever said something like that about me."
"It's true."
"Did Suzi tell her parents?"
"She stuck with it being a mistake."
"What are you two doing? You promised to keep your hands off my boyfriend." Jane was smiling.
Paul said, "I'll be right back," and walked out onto the steps.
Jane started to follow until Alice grabbed her hand and stopped her. "Let him go Jane. It's a good thing, not a bad thing. He needs a few minutes alone."
"What did you say to him?" She was getting mad.
Alice dropped Jane's hand. "It isn't what I said. He still has some secrets from us. Give him some time. He'll explain when he figures it out. Let me change the subject. Were you satisfied?" She raised her eyebrow.
"Repeatedly."
"Were you a virgin?"
"No, but its better with Paul. I've grown up and he isn't a little high school kid."
"He isn't a little kid, that's for sure. I love him Jane. Please don't hurt him. He's had enough pain."
"I won't," she promised. "Except I'm going to keep him in the bedroom all day after I go change clothes."
"Good idea. Tell him I'll take you all out for dinner next week. Bye" She left out the back door. Give him room for his girlfriend, Alice.
"Paul, we need to go to my dorm for a night gown." That ought to get him inside.
They arrived in Lake Wales on a March afternoon after driving up from Sebring. Dick Cooper and Arlene Cooper, Jane's parents, were expecting them. Her brother Bill, was out with his friends. Mrs. Cooper looked like an older version of Jane. If Jane ages as well, she will be beautiful a long time. Mr. Cooper was big. He was as tall as Paul and weighed at least 100 pounds more.
"Jane you got new glasses," Mrs. Cooper sounded upset.
"Aren't they cute? My friend bought them for me."
"You didn't like the ones I gave you?"
"They were great mother. I wanted a change."
"You must be Paul." Mr. Cooper offered his hand.
"Yes sir. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Are you staying tonight Paul?" Mrs. Cooper had stopped asking Jane about her glasses.
"No ma'am, Jane is going to drop me off in Sebring. I have some work to do for the next couple of days. I hope she can come down for a couple of the parties. Would you and Mr. Cooper like to come?"
"What kind of parties?"
"Don't worry. They won't be college parties. The Governor will be at the party on Friday night. I'll get tickets for you. Do you want to spend the night in Sebring?"
"I'm sure it's too late to get a room."
"I have a suite. You and Mrs. Cooper could have one room, Jane the other, and I'll sleep on the couch. If you'd like, I can get you nice seats in the Ferrari pits so you can watch the race."
"We'll talk about it. Arlene, could you show Paul to Bill's room?"
"Come this way Paul. His room is upstairs."
After Paul went upstairs, Mr. Cooper asked, "Is your boyfriend rich?"
"I don't know daddy. I guess so, I don't really know. His family doesn't live in a big house and he doesn't buy expensive clothes, but he has two cars. I think the one in the front yard is expensive. He says he's famous in racing. He travels to Europe. The teachers are almost afraid of him. He's brilliant. He's much smarter than I am."
"You didn't find a smart boy who could be your equal?"
"No, our physics teacher told me that Paul is the smartest person that he ever heard of."
"Do you love him?"
"Yes."
"Then you need to get used to someone being smarter than you are if you're going to be happy. If not, you need a new boyfriend."
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He then walked into the room. He was already naked. I seen him behind me in the mirror. Those bulging biceps. That lovely barrel chest. I was getting a semi. I had told him what I wanted to try. He of course was up for it. I was a bit nervous about it. I'm sure He wouldn't hurt me. At least not on purpose. One last look in the mirror before standing up and moving to the bed. I lay on my back, raised my legs in the air, put my knees back towards my chest before extending my ankles over my head....
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----------------------------------- I put up a babysitting ad on craigslist. It's not that i needed the money but i guess id like the extra cash. My name is kristen, im 16, 5'2 brunette, brown eyes, i have pretty firm round ass and i wear a C cup. I'd say im pretty attractive. Saturday morning i got a phone call about my ad, it was faster than i expected, i was asked to baby sit a 7 year old girl for the night, i agreed to it and later on that day i had my dad drive me to the address...
You're lying on the bed, blindfolded, and shivering in anticipation. Your hands and feet are tied to the bedposts, opening you up for me completely. You hear me walk in, rustling around, and you shudder, feeling excited, waiting for my touch. You feel half of the bed sink a little, and you know that I'm on the bed with you, ever so close. My breathing is slow and heavy. You then notice my breath on your neck, and I slowly, sensually, nibble your ear. I glance down and notice your nipples are...
Straight SexHello my love: Please read this when you are alone and can take the time to enjoy it. Getting together with you would be wonderful for both of us. If you liked, you could undress me again . Take off my shirt revealing my chest. Would you like to take off my shoes and sox or would you want me to do that myself? Then, you could undo my jeans, unzip them, and take them down my legs. You would see my male organ would probably be already tenting out m y briefs with my erection. Now, standing...
The next few days for Jim were about the strangest in his life. He had almost a week to wait for Friday to come round, but he had never been so excited since he was little. On the other hand, he was also very worried about the whole business. He had lived in The Avenue for many years now, and was very well thought of by his neighbours. They all saw him as a nice old "gentleman", and he worried about what would happen to him if he was caught fucking the local papergirl. The age...
CHAPTER 4:::: The women quickly had both Marie and Allie's hands tied behind them now as their Mom lay there in belly pain from being fucked with that damn humongous ass dildo and cringing in pain yet seeing all this happen she screamed out: "Whhattt arrre you ddoing wwith mmmy daughters!" "Leeeave my dddaughters alone!!" All the woman did was walk back over to Ellen leaned over and said: "What do u think we're going to do...
100% fiction! I was twenty one at the time and had to go back home to collect some papers and my dad was going to be there to sort out a boiler problem for me he was in his late fifties and was built like a horse with a dick to match. His car was there but when I went in he was nowhere about. I went back outside and through my neighbors window I could hear his voice I visited my neighbors wife a few times so I knew her sex drive was high. I opened the back door and went in and could hear voices...
Cheating WifesYour name is Jason Whorehees. As a child you attended Camp Crystal Lake, but drowned while the camp counselors were too busy fucking each other. The camp closed shortly after. Little does anyone know but you were reborn as a hulking monster. You've haunted the abandoned camp ever since. Now it's Friday the 13th and a group of female celebrities have arrived. They're here to rebuild Camp Crystal Lake for some charity. You watch from the shadows as they arrive in their fancy cars. Some complain...
"Mmmm, this is positively sinful," Ally grinned, licking her lips in anticipation. "Do you wanna go first, or should I?" Ben shrugged, looking down. "I don't care, but we'd better get moving. I don't think it'll stay firm much longer." "You're right," Ally said with a giggle. "It's already starting to get a little soft." She couldn't resist making the comment. Ben didn't make her feel the least bit uncomfortable. It was great feeling totally at ease around a guy for once....
Note : This story is totally fictional! I showed up at my exwifes house to take her out for her 36th birthday and was greeted at the door by my son Josh and his friend Chad who was spending the night. After hours of dancing and drinking (mostly on her part), we arrive back at her house. Helping her inside, she goes to the bathroom and comes out wearing nothing but her bathrobe. I grab a bottle of wine and go to the living room to where we started fooling around. With her bathrobe and most of my...
Incest"The Painting" by Vlad Potemkin============================================================== Leslie knew she was going to buy the small painting the instant she sawit. It was strange. It was kinky. And it was absolutely mesmerizing, the waythe scene materialized from the perfectly orchestrated swirl of gray and blackpaint. She could also feel the eyes of the proprietor of this quaint little Sohostore. The tall attractive blonde remained seated behind a curved glass table,staring at Leslie...
This is a continuation of a great friend's story but from my own point of view. You can find hers (part 1) by searching for "First love, first time" by Rubz As we lay there, I see that you have noticed movement, and you're eager for more. You slide down waiting impatiently for my cock to stiffen. After all of the years you have been waiting for it, a few more seconds shouldn't be that bad, but you can't wait any longer, you want it now. Grabbing hold of my dick you put the whole thing into your...
Straight SexThis story is papers taken out of Heather’s diary. It is a prequel to: (A Phone Call: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-phone-call-603190). You can read the two stories in any order you like._________________________________________________________________Dear diary,Today was my father’s funeral. I’m so sad that he left us. I can’t believe that we lost him suddenly like that! He was caring, tender, and kind. He was the best dad and the best man I’ve ever seen or heard about. How did he work as a...