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Paula's Story

By: Starlight



A woman, who swore that it had happened to her, related this story to me. I have embellished it a little for the sake of continuity and changed names, but substantially this is what she told me.

Chances and Changes.

It is strange how life can take swift and unexpected twists and turns. Just when you've decided that you are have settled into a routine and nothing new is likely to happen, then bang, and you are shocked into a whole new situation. 

There was I, about four years ago, living the life of a suburban middle class housewife, and a whole new dimension suddenly opened up for me. At the time, I was thirty-eight. I had been married to John for nearly nineteen years and we had one son, Peter, who was then, eighteen. John is the manager of a hardware store, and Peter had just left high school and was about to start university. The house we live in is the same one John and I bought just before we got married. It is situated in a pleasant suburb and we have good respectable neighbors.

My life centred on home, family, and a few voluntary organisations including the local church. Life with John was good in the sense that he cared for Peter and I, but there was nothing exciting left in our relationship. Our sex life had long ago settled into a Friday night routine that from my perspective held little of real passion. I suspected that from time to time John had other women. He is good looking and personable and shouldn't find it too difficult to attract women. I suppose I could have checked up on him and created a fuss, but as our lives seemed to flow along peacefully enough, I let my suspicions go.

As for me, I lived without the passion I occasionally fantasised about. Not that I had to. It is hard to be objective about one's own appearance, but I am five foot six tall with dark hair, nice legs and not overly large, but nicely shaped and firm breasts. Even at thirty-eight I found that men still turned round to have another look, and on social occasions the males wanted to engage me in extended conversation much, I suspect, to the chagrin of their spouses. So, I assumed that I looked all right.

The problem was that there was no one I really fancied, even if I did decide to satisfy myself elsewhere. John had his wider world where he met many people. I was somewhat limited within suburban confines. Also, there is the aura of respectability that a middle class Church lady needs to present to the world.

This is how it was for me four years ago. I assumed my life direction was set and nothing very dramatic was about to happen. I was wrong.

The Big Bang.

It happened one warm summer day. I was working in the kitchen clad only in my bikini. I must admit it was about the skimpiest you could buy. I always removed my pubic hair, so it was safe to wear this sort of garment. I did not wear it to be provocative and always kept a light housecoat ready to hand in case of unexpected callers. The fact is, I don't really care for clothes, and if I can get out of them, I will. To be honest, if I am sure that no one is going to call and the weather is warm enough, I get around the house naked. I just enjoy the freedom.

On this day, my son, Peter, was out in the garage with his two mates, Nathan and Simon. I had known these boys almost since their birth, and they had always been frequent visitors to our house and garden. I couldn't possibly count the number of sandwiches, cakes and drinks I had supplied to the over the years.

John had bought Peter a new (secondhand) car for his birthday. This car seemed to need constant looking at, and this is what the boys were doing. Every now and then, I vaguely heard the hrrrum, hrrrum, of an engine being revved. Eventually I heard the car being backed out of the drive and then take off up the road. "Gone off on some jaunt I suppose," I thought to myself.

All was silent as I worked away at the kitchen sink, but suddenly I was startled by a noise behind me. A voice said, "Hello Mrs.Knight." I turned to see Nathan standing at the kitchen door with Simon just behind him. I had thought that they had gone with Peter, so I asked, "Where's Peter?" "He's gone to get a part for the car," Simon responded.

Nathan stepped into the room and said, "Peter said it would be all right if we asked for a drink." "Of course," I replied, "I've got some home made lemon drink, will that do?" "Yes thanks," he said, and came a little further into the room with Simon following him. I noticed that they were looking at me rather intently.

I went to the fridge and got out the jug of lemon drink, found two glasses and poured. I turned with the glasses in my hands. Nathan came over to me, but instead of taking the glasses from me, he suddenly bent over and kissed me on the lips. It was a very gentle kiss, but at the time, my mouth must have been slightly open. This turned the kiss into something more than a routine social greeting, which was in no way my intention.

Nathan was a tall boy, almost five foot eleven with still some growing to do, slender without being thin. Simon was slightly shorter, but stockier. They were clad only in shorts and their young bodies glowed with good health and energy.

Even if I could have, I would not have put on my housecoat. These boys had been in and out of our house so much, and seen me in my bikini so often, I thought nothing of it.

Nathan kissed me again, and as he did so, his hand came up to gently cup my breast. The bikini top was the sort that is little more than under lift, just about covering the nipples. Thus, a large area of the breast was exposed.

I tried to push Nathan away, saying something like, "Don't do that, Nathan. You mustn't." He said nothing, took the glasses from my hands and put them on the table, then looked across to Simon and nodded. Simon crossed over to me and they stood one on each side of me. I went to step away from them, but suddenly they took my arms and half-dragged and half carried me out of the kitchen and down the passage to the bedroom.

I was now protesting loudly saying things like, "Stop it boys, I'll tell your parents, you'll get into terrible trouble..." Still they said nothing. I was pulled into the bedroom and laid down on our king-sized bed. By now, I could be in no doubt about their intentions. They were going to rape me. It seemed incredible. Boys that I had known since they were toddlers were going to sexually assault me.

My protests turned to pleading. "Please boys, please, please don't do anything to me. Don't hurt me, please." I had heard that it is better if the woman does not resist. That way they can avoid injury. I decided that if it was going to happen I'd better not struggle.

The boys were standing on either of the side of the bed looking at me. I could see Nathan's erection through his shorts. I looked at Simon, and a wave of horror thrilled through me. He too had an erection, but his penis extended above the waistband of his shorts. The head looked about the size of a small apple. "My God, I thought, he can't put that into me. Please God, don't let him." I tried to get up to make a run for it, but they were too quick for me.

Taking turns to hold me down they pulled down their shorts, and as they did so, Simon's erection sprang out like a great column. They turned me face down on the bed and I felt Nathan's hands undoing my bikini top. Simon was busy pulling down the bottoms. Having now got me naked, I was laid on my back again.

They were not harsh. When I didn't struggle, everything was done very gently, I might almost say tenderly. I began to wonder where they had learned to handle a woman like this. Nathan bent over me and began to kiss me, gradually parting my lips to take his tongue. I felt Simon's hand exploring my vagina and moving his fingers into me. Nathan moved down to take a nipple into his mouth, as Simon ceased stimulating me with his hand and began to lick and suck my clitoris – something John had never done to me and therefore my first experience of oral sex.

I confess this was all starting to have an effect on me. I felt my vagina getting wet, and from feeling fear of what they were going to do to me, I felt a growing desire for them to take me. I tried to deny this, struggling against my own growing sexual arousal, but it didn't work. The foreplay they were using on me, was more than I had ever experienced with John. The more I tried to pretend I didn't want this to happen, the more I wanted it to happen, with one reservation, I was terrified at the thought of Simon's massive organ penetrating me.

They changed places with Simon sucking my nipples and Nathan giving me oral sex. Then I was laid on my side and Nathan moved up behind me. I felt his penis probe between my legs to find the opening to my vagina, so to make it easier I raised one leg to allow him clear entry. He slipped in very easily and began to move up and down inside.

Meantime Simon had moved his massive penis up to my mouth. I knew about giving men oral sex, but I had never done it. I looked at the huge head of the penis, then taking a deep breath I gathered it into my mouth. It had a slightly bitter taste, but not really unpleasant. I began to suck on it carefully, and felt the pre-ejaculation discharge start. I swallowed and again, found it not really unpleasant.

All this was somewhat bewildering. Two boys – young men – simultaneously engaging me in sexual activity, much of it never experienced before by me, left me unable to concentrate on any one action. I felt Nathan start to ejaculate into me, but I was unable to chime in with his rhythm as I was also trying to focus on Simon's penis in my mouth.

Finishing his orgasm, Nathan withdrew from me and Simon took his penis out of my mouth. I felt myself being rolled onto my back and Nathan opened my legs raising the knees as he did so. I was now spread wide open. Simon came between my legs, and I felt the head of his penis nudging the opening to my vagina.

I was terrified and commenced pleading again. "Please Simon, don't, don't do it to me, you'll hurt me badly. I'll do anything else for you, but don't try to get inside me." I attempted to close my legs, but Simon was too firmly wedged between them. I tried to push him away, but Nathan grasped my arms and held them above my head.

Simon was now pressing the head of his penis against my opening, struggling to enter. He was utterly relentless forcing himself harder and harder against me. I knew he would carry on until he had entered, so, giving up the struggle, and trying to minimise the pain I would feel, I opened my legs as wide as I could, to try and give him the biggest possible opening.

Suddenly he burst through. I was wet with my own discharges and Nathan's sperm, so I was very lubricated, but on first entry, there was a searing pain, and I screamed out. Simon paused for a moment, then slowly pushed himself up inside me. The pain subsided until he reached my cervix, the entry to my womb. "He must be fully inside me now," I thought, but he wasn't. He continued to push, then with a sudden rush and another searing pain, (once more, I screamed) he was through. He had penetrated to the centre of my womanhood. 

He remained still for a couple of minutes, both of us breathing hard. Then slowly at first, he began to slide his penis up and down inside me. Then the pace picked up and soon he was groaning as he injected massive amounts of sperm into me. It flooded me and began to run out of my vagina onto the bed.

He finished and stayed with me for a while, then withdrew. He rolled away from me and lay still. Nathan was on the other side of me, seemingly half asleep. I was now in a terrible state of sexual arousal. I had not had an orgasm and could barely keep still with the intensity of my sexual agitation.

My emotions became overlaid with anger. These boys had taken me, had what they wanted, and left me stranded. They would not get away with it. Nathan had been the first to discharge into me, so he was to be my first victim. He was lying on his back, so I took his penis and began to stroke it. I did this slowly at first, gradually increasing the pace. He groaned, and slowly his penis came erect. Once fully erect I sat across him, taking his organ and sliding it inside me. 

As I worked him up and down inside me, he began to verbalise for the first time between his cries and groans. "Oh yes, I want you, I want you, don't stop, please don't stop." I was in command now and I took him ever more fiercely. I felt my orgasm approaching like the distant rumble of a large vehicle. It approached closer and closer until it burst upon me in a frenzy of screaming and weeping. I felt Nathan's orgasm coming, and then we were crying out together, pleading with each other never to stop. 

Simon had been watching this, and his own enormous erection had returned. He almost dragged me from Nathan and pushing me down on my back. This time he had to use little force to enter me and was soon wildly thrashing up and down inside me. Then something happened that had never ever occurred to me before. I felt a second orgasm approaching. Simon was penetrating to my depths, pushing harder and harder, as if he wanted to insert his whole being into me. As he shot sperm into me, I was screaming again with sheer ecstacy. All pain was gone, leaving this delicious orgasmic tumult bursting over me in wave after wave as if it would never stop. Sperm and my sexual fluids poured out of me onto the already soaked bed.

Eventually we subsided. Simon rolled away from me and all three of us lay trying to recover from this extraordinary explosion of passion.

After about twenty minutes I said, "You boys had better take a shower, while I change these sheets." Without a word, they rose, and soon I heard the sound of water running in the shower. I changed the bed and awaited their return. They came back into the bedroom and I said, "Now I'm going to shower, but I want you two to go into the kitchen and stay there until I'm finished." A little sheepishly, they went out of the bedroom to the kitchen to wait for me.

While showering, I had to decide what would happen next. I could charge them with rape, but to be fair, it had not ended up like that. I had just had the most passionate sexual experience of my life, and rather than charging them, I should be rewarding them.

I dried, went into the bedroom, and put on my bikini again. No point in being modest now. It was too late for that. I went to the kitchen and the boys, now clad again in their shorts, were sitting at the kitchen table. I stood looking at them. They lowered their gazes. They must have been wondering and talking about what was to happen now.

"So," I began, you two have had a wild time, haven't you?" They didn't answer. "Well you can at least tell me whether you enjoyed it or not. You've used me so at least tell me whether I was worth using."

Nathan spoke up. "Mrs.Knight," he began with a stammer, "we don't know what to say. We've done a terrible thing to you, but we've wanted to do it to you for so long we... we kept seeing you in your bikini and... You look so..." "So what?" I intervened. "So clean and sexy," he said with a rush.

I realised they were not going to be able to adequately explain their actions and the feelings that led them to assault me, I said, "You two can go now, but I want to see you tomorrow. I shall be alone, so be here at ten sharp. I shall have something to say to you. And you can put any further rape attempts out of your mind. I won't be such an easy target next time.

They went, leaving me to consider what I was to do. Peter did not return for another hour, and as I had been with Nathan and Simon for about two hours, he had been gone for at least three hours. Did it really take so long to get the car part? I decided not to ask.

Conclusions

John came home from work, and I still hadn't determined whether to tell him or not. As it turned out, I didn't tell him, if for no other reason than I dreaded the thought of all the trouble there would be. Probably court cases, family feuds, the boys going to prison, and sly remarks like "Well, she asked for it," going round the community. So I let the opportunity to tell all, pass. If I didn't say anything now, it would look very suspicious if I came out with it later.

I slept very poorly that night as I struggled with what I was to say to the boys in the morning. There was the moral and religious factor. I had only ever had sex with one man, John. I might be able to quiet my conscience by telling myself it was rape, but although it started out as that, it soon turned to consenting sex. If I had to advise other women what to do in the same circumstances, and I was being totally honest, I would say, "Don't fight it, and cooperate as far as you are able. That way you are less likely to get hurt, and it might even turn into something pleasurable, as it did for me." I finally concluded I would be very blunt with the boys..

Promptly at ten next morning the boys were at the front door. I took them into the lounge and told them to sit. They sat huddled together on the sofa not looking directly at me. I sat opposite them in an armchair.

"I've given this a lot of thought," I began, "and I've decided to tell you where I stand on this matter. I can say it very briefly, and when I've finished you can have your say, all right?" They just nodded.

"Yesterday you two set out to rape me. You both must know that after a while I was not only going along with what you were doing to me, but eventually I was actively encouraging it. You got me so worked up I couldn't fight it anymore. But that is no excuse for what you did. It obviously didn't occur to you that you could simply have asked me if I wanted sex with you, you just grabbed what you wanted."

"On my side, I agree that I must have provoked you by the manner of my dress. Never the less, however I or any other woman dresses, is no excuse for rape. Also, I must admit, that if you had asked me for sex I would have refused. You see, I've known you two almost from birth and one forgets how children grow up, and how their needs change. In my head, you were still children, but now I can see you are young men. You have all the needs and drives of young men, including sexual drives."

"Having said that, I make my confession. You two gave me the most thrilling, satisfying sexual time of my life. I have never had such a wonderful time in bed. If in future you want sex with me, you can ask, but no more rape. Equally, if I want sex with you, I shall ask. Do you understand?"

They were sitting there amazed. I am sure it hadn't occurred to them that I would offer them future sex with me. "I repeated the question. "Do you understand."

They nodded, and Nathan said, "You really mean we can have sex with you whenever we want?" "No," I said, "When we both want."

Nathan started to go on, "Then can we..." "I'll save you the trouble this time," I cut in. "I would like you boys to take me to bed for the day. If either or both of you would like that, then let's go to the bedroom now."

Simon was to the fore this time. He came over to me and planted a soft kiss on my lips. We started for the bedroom, and Nathan followed.

After that, the boys visited me frequently, sometime together, at other times separately. We have explored many avenues of sex I never knew existed when I only had John.

That was four years ago. Nathan is away at a distant university now, and Simon works on an oil rig a long way off. I had some wonderful times with them, but I always knew it would come to an end one way or another.

There are some things that have always puzzled me. On that first day, why was Peter so long away from the house? And, over the years, how did the boys always seem to know when I would be alone for any length of time? Did my own son set me up to be raped? I shall never ask, but, if he did, I bless him for it. I wonder if some older woman has cared for his sexual needs? Perhaps Nathan's or Simon's mothers? Who knows?


Paula's Story Pt. 01



This story was inspired by a LADY I know, Paula. It started off to be a story about her and then I realized... I guess you first write by experience. Never the less, this lady is someone I admire deeply and I consider her a friend. The story may not be about her life, but it is certainly about my admiration for her. I love you, Paula 

I would like to thank Mr. Tamerlayne McQueen for his assistance in editing and some helpful hints to make this more readable. 

(Warning: This is a piece of fictional story-telling, all events and characters are fictional and pieces of imagination, and are not real. This story entails descriptions of non-consensual sex, between a man and a woman against her will. This is a work of fantasy, and is not to be taken serious in any way. This is written as a story of reluctance but it has a strong underlining thread of first love and to a lesser degree, incest. This is my first story I've ever submitted so... DON'T GO EASY! 

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Ron, my boyfriend, was never mean; he just always seemed to be in control. He was older than I was by several years. I think I fell in love with him the first moment I saw him. The problem I had was that I always thought I would lose him from the moment I met him and I was desperate to keep hold of him. That started a period in my life that was odd, but I still look back on it with fondness. 

I was with girl friends at a local teen hangout that we were fixtures at. Ron came in, smiled and sat down next to me, taking the seat that my best friend had vacated to use the lady's room. When she came back, he just stood up, surrendered back her seat and took me by the hand. A simple, "come with me," and I left. 

I wasn't all that much to look at back then. I didn't have a woman's curves just a growing girl's flirtiness. We went to his car, he opened the door for me and I got in. I was scared to death but so excited at the same time I couldn't catch my breath. We finally stopped at a popular place to park and make out. He said, my name is "Ron" and you're "Paula". Until that time I didn't even realize that I didn't know his name. I was awed that an upperclassman would know my name, however. 

He pulled me across the seat and softly stroked my cheek. His fingers softly caressed me as he leaned over and kissed my lips for the first time. "You're a virgin, aren't you?" he said. I just nodded my head too stunned to say anything. "Good." That was it? "Good?" He reached over again and his lips touched mine. His tongue gently danced across my lips and forced them apart. I wanted so much more. I couldn't control myself. I wanted to let him touch me, everywhere. To allow him to do things to me that I never had let another boy do. 

As he was kissing me, I felt his hand move over my blouse, moving softly across my breasts. I wasn't that big then but I was so sensitive to the touch. I had only let one other boy touch me there. I ached for him to squeeze them, to own them. Finally he said, "You like me to touch you don't you?" I just nodded again, like some awestruck teenager! "You want me to touch you more, don't you?" I nodded. "No, you have to say it." I nodded and stuttered out in a whisper, "I do, wan... Want you to touch me more." He shook his head and just said, "No. Louder, and you have to say please." I gulped and just said, "Please, I'd like you to touch me more." 

Ron smiled at me and told me to unbutton my blouse. I had never allowed anyone to undo my blouse before, never mind undoing it myself for someone at his request. My fingers just seemed to reach for the front of my blouse and slowly unbutton the front of my top. When I had finished, he just looked at the tails tucked into my skirt and he just nodded. I just kind of knew what he wanted and I pulled my blouse out of my skirt and opened it wide for him. His hand covered the cup of my bra, squeezed my nipple through the fabric and made it so hard. "Unhook your bra for me." 

I just automatically reached around and unfastened my bra. What was I doing? I didn't even know this guy and I was automatically doing things that he told me to do? 

His hand went under my bra, and I felt his palm cup my breast. My nipples jumped to the warmth. Sweet god, I can't do this. His fingers pulled at my nipples. 

He told me to reach down and take off his pants. I reminded him that I was a virgin. He nodded and told me to take down his pants. I unfastened his belt, pulled the button from its collar and unzipped him. He just nodded and I knew he meant, "Take off his pants." I circled my fingers into his pants and tugged them down his legs. He just looked at the shorts that I had left on him and nodded. My fingers worked their way into his waist band I pulled them down off his legs. God he was big, I thought, anyway because other than pictures I'd never seen a cock before. 

He kissed me more, his tongue taking time to explore my mouth. He took my hand and placed it around his cock, and showed me how to give him a hand job while he kissed me. I could feel the smooth shaft of him, there actually was a pulse in it as I stroked him. His wetness dripped down the shaft. His hands cupped me, and my nipples responded to his pinch. I could hardly control myself when he said, "Lay down on the seat." 

"I'm a virgin, you know?" 

He just nodded yes. He told me to pull my skirt up so he could see my panties. I reached to the hem of my skirt and lifted it past my hips. Somehow, I knew, I was supposed to leave it bunched up against my hips while he looked at me. 

"Open your legs." 

I did as I was told and he just looked at the crotch of my panties. I was getting wet. I could feel it and I started to blush. He got between my legs, I could feel him as he laid on top of me. His weight pushed me into the car seat. "You want me to fuck me, don't you?" I just nodded. "You haven't earned it. In time you might but not yet. Now ask me to dry fuck you. 

I had no idea what he was talking about but I did. "Please, dry fuck me?" My eyes pleaded. 

"When you want something from me, when you need something, always say please and sir. Now try it again." 

I was a little confused but I did it. "Please, sir. Dry fuck me?" 

All of a sudden, I felt him between my legs. His cock, pushing against the front of my panties. Moving hard against me. OMG, this feels too good as he moved my legs upward. He just whispered, "Tell me." 

My hips pushed against his hardness, "PLEASE, DRY FUCK ME." 

He ground into me and... I just... I started to cum... As he did. This huge pulsing thing... started to squirt all over my tummy. I felt him collapse, all his weight pressing into me. Done! 

"Clean me off." He just whispered, "Clean me off." Ron knelt on the seat, pulled me up into a sitting position and held himself to my lips. "Clean me" He pulled my head to his softening cock and I just opened my mouth. I licked him and cleaned him. When I finished, he kissed me, told me that I could now be his girlfriend but that I would always have to do what he told me to do. I guess I just fell in love or was simply overawed that an older boy would even look at me. I nodded and he said, "You are my girlfriend and you will do whatever I tell you to do." 

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The next week he called me and made a date for Saturday with me. He actually came to my house, met my parents, (who he impressed by the way he acted), and we went out on a real date! We hit a movie, (which I could hardly concentrate on) and then grabbed a pizza. When we were finishing up the last slice, he leaned over the table, kissed me softly and said, "you are my girlfriend what is it you have to do?" 

I just looked at him doe eyed and said, "whatever you tell me to." 

He smiled and nodded. 

We drove to "our spot" and he kissed me. He just held me and my lips parted for him. His tongue was insatiable and I just sucked on it as he probed me. Finally he told me to take my blouse and jeans off. I actually hesitated for a second and he reached to the keys to start the car. 

I panicked, "NO" "PLEASE NO". 

He just nodded and I reached for the first button of my blouse. I unbuttoned them one by one. I pulled the tail of my blouse from my jeans and slid it off my shoulders and down my arms. He smiled and nodded. I just reached down, unbuttoned my jeans and slid them over my hips. I kicked them down off my ankles and there I was! Sitting in a car with just my panties and bra in front of a guy I had actually known for one week! Control of someone is a wonderful thing. I guess? 

He pulled me to him and he started kissing me. I felt his hand on my tummy, reaching up and cupping my breast through my bra. His fingers nursed my nipple through the fabric, making it hard. He gripped and pushed my hand down to the front of his pants. Being moved over his hardness. I picked up the rhythm and stroked him as his hips pushed against my palm. "Take my pants off," Ron whispered. 

I got on the floorboards on my knees and desperately tugged at his pants. The button seemed so much harder to open, and the zipper seemed to need oil... but I finally got my hands into his waist band and pulled his hard cock free. 

"What is it you want?" 

"You, please." I watched him arch his eyebrow and I knew I said it wrong. "I want you, sir." 

He just told me, "Clean me." 

I was a little confused because I thought you did that after a guy came but... I took him in my hand and stroked him like he taught me. My lips, reached over the hard head of his cock, my tongue... tasted his seeping wetness on his little slit as I licked him and took him into my mouth. His pushed me down on his shaft and I took him deep in my mouth as I sucked him with my lips, my tongue trailing over his shaft. I felt his hips starting to surge into my mouth. His words came, "I'm going to fuck your mouth and you are going to ask me to." He stopped his movements and I just looked up, "Please fuck my mouth, sir. Please." He grabbed the back of my head and started to surge into me. I couldn't keep up with his movements so I just kept my lips tight and sucked on him. His cock got so big, I could feel his heart beating on my tongue and then... Suddenly this surge blew into my mouth and he forced me down on him. I kept trying to breathe and swallow at the same time as he made me take it all. Finally he was finished and I was ...? I was unable to control myself. I needed to cum... I had only had an orgasm a dozen or so times in my life, and only last week with another person, HIM. 

"You need to cum," he said. 

I just nodded my head. 

"No, Say it." 

"I need to cum, sir." 

Ron finally held me. Kissed me and I felt so protected, so wanted. He told me it was my turn to cum because I had earned it. I just nodded. Waiting for him to tell me to open my legs, to feel him hard against my panties like last week. I crouched down on the car seat waiting for him. 

He just smiled and said no. I needed to learn to earn it. He asked me if I had thought of him the past week and I just nodded. Did you touch yourself, thinking about me," he said. 

Again, I blushed and nodded my head, "Yes, but just once!" He smiled and told me that I needed to love him and to learn to obey. He told me to put my hands inside my panties and show him. 

I snaked my hand across my tummy, down inside the waistband of my panties. "Take your bra off so I can see your flat chest." I sat up and reached behind and unfastened my bra. I lay back down in just my panties. 

"You will do everything I tell you to do, because you love me, won't you?" 

I just nodded and said, "Yes sir." 

"Finger fuck yourself and cum for me. Cum just like you do when you are alone at night, thinking about how much you want my cock inside you." 

I placed my hands inside my panties, my palm grazing my soft mound. My finger softly spread my lips, moisture soiling my panties as I found the hidden little nub. I rubbed across it and gasped. 

"You only came once last week thinking of me?" 

"Yes sir." 

"You should be punished for ignoring me. Get on your knees." 

I got on my knees and he forced my face into the seat and my lower body rested on my elbows. 

"Pull your panties over your ass." 

I immediately did what Ron wanted. I had never been spanked and I was scared, very scared. 

"Your tits are too small." SMACK! 

I lost my breath... 

SMACK 

"Yes Sir! Sorry." 

SMACK, SMACK, SMACK. 

I started crying almost immediately. "Please, sir... I'm sorry!" 

"And you'll obey me in all things, now?" 

"Yes sir. All things." 

"Turn over and cum for me. Pull up your panties. You don't deserve to have me look at your cunt." 

I pulled up my panties immediately. My hand slid under the waistband, my finger clutching my clit, another deeper inside my pussy. My thighs started clutching together, the walls of my pussy, caving in, grasping onto my finger, a flood..."Oh My God." My hips arched into my palm. Flooding over as I came so hard, CAME FOR RON! 

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I didn't see Ron for another week. I had masturbated for him every night to make him proud of me. He actually called on Thursday and gave me the privilege of cumming for him on the phone. As he hung up, he said, "You love me, you don't want to lose me and you'll do everything I tell you to do." "I will fuck you, WHEN, you have proven to me that you love me and have earned the privilege of my COCK." I just nodded my head and told him on the phone, "Yes sir." 

Can he be thinking about leaving me? We just started! He mentioned that I didn't want to "lose"_ him. Please, I couldn't bear to be without him. 

Sunday came and my parents were having an outdoor BBQ! They invited Ron and I was so happy. They liked him, maybe loved him! I wore a nice yellow sundress for Ron. Spaghetti straps over the shoulder, lightly flared in the skirt and reaching slightly above my knees. I really was a bit flat at the time and I didn't need a bra with most of my clothes. I had a pair of matching high cut bikini panties, (yellow of course) and I really looked cute! 

The BBQ turned out to be more of a family reunion. Just about everyone there were family. The adults drank, Ron had a few beers as he was of age and we ate! I mean ate. As evening came along, Ron suggested we go over my cousin's house down the street. I was happy because the aunts, uncles and even my parents were getting a bit ... Annoying! 

My cousin Paul was my age and he thought it was great to hang with an older guy. We when into the basement game room and watched TV, chatted and the two guys had a beer. I got up to make snacks and use the bathroom. When I came back down, I sat on the couch between both of the guys. Ron said to Paul, "So, have you ever seen a girl in just her panties?" Paul shook his head no, (he was a bit geeky). "Would you like to?" He just gulped and nodded his head. 

"Paula, you'll show Paul what you look like just in my panties, won't you?" I just shook my head no. I didn't know what to say so I just got up and fled upstairs to the kitchen. Seconds later, I heard Ron coming up the stairs. 

"I thought you said you love me?" "That you would do anything I wanted?" I started crying in a panic, "I do love you but... I can't do that?" "Especially in front of my cousin." 

Ron shook his head, "You said you'd do anything for me." "Ok, I'm leaving!" 

"No, please, I do love you." "I just can't." I said. 

"Not a problem." "That is what I get for dating someone who acts like a child!" "You embarrassed me in front of your cousin." 

"I'm sorry, please." I begged him not to leave me. I was crying as hard as I ever could. Ron started out the door and I screamed at him to please don't. He closed the door and I ran after him. "Anything, Ron." "I promise anything." "Just please don't leave me," I begged. 

Ron took my hand, turned around and dragged me down stairs in front of Paul. "Tell your Cousin." 

I looked at him questioningly, wiping the remaining tears from my cheek. "Paul, I am sorry if I embarrassed you or hurt your feelings." 

Ron smiled and gave me a questioning look as..."AND?" 

I was starting to feel sick to my stomach but I gulped and said, "I would like to take my clothes off for you so that you can see a girl in just her panties." "May I, Paul." My cousin was speechless and just nodded 

Ron sat down on the couch and waited for me to start. I was so embarrassed. I reach for the spaghetti strap of my sun dress and untied the one side. It half fell across my breast, still covering me though. I reached and untied the other strap. I held up my front and Ron just nodded. I let it fall to my tummy exposing my breast to both Ron and my Cousin Paul. Paul just looked. 

I heard, almost like it was in the distance, Ron's voice, "take the dress off Paula!" 

I took the dress over my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of it and placed it on the game table. I was standing in my panties in front of my cousin. One hand moving to cover... 

"Hands to the side, PAULA!" 

I placed my hands along my waist. 

"Now, Paula, Tell Paul what I have you do at night when you are thinking of me?" 

"Please, Ron? Please no?" 

"TELL HIM." 

"Ron makes me masturbate, Paul." 

"Do you like to play with yourself, Paula?" Ron said. I nodded. "Tell your cousin." 

I gulped, "I like to play with myself, Paul." 

"Get on your knees, Paula." 

I did as Ron commanded and got on my knees in front of both of them. 

"Paula, because you didn't show me your love when I first asked you, I will be nice and let you show me more of it now." "Put your hands inside your panties and show Paul how you finger fuck yourself for me." 

I just looked at Ron, pleading on my face. "Go on, DO IT PAULA!" 

I nodded and slowly slipped my hands beneath the waist band of my panties. Moving it over my lightly covered mound. My finger caressing between my pussy lips. I know they could see what I was doing even with my panties on. I touched my clit, lightly with my finger and caressed. Letting it swell under my finger. Slipping my other finger inside as I started getting wet. 

"Pull your panties down, Paula, so Paul can see better." 

I didn't even argue this time. Tugging my panties down my thighs with my fingers hooked into the waist band. Ron just smiled as I kept making my clip ache for my finger and my hips moved slightly onto the other finger inside my pussy. I heard Paul let out a slight moan and I looked up. He was stroking himself through is shorts! Ron looked at him too. 

"Paula, look what you've made Paul do." "A man should not have to relieve himself when a woman is here to do it for him." "Sit next to him and give him a hand job." 

"Ron, he is my cousin!" "Please!?" He just looked at me and said nothing. I got up and sat next to Paul. I opened up his belt, unbuttoned his shorts and unzipped his shorts. This is only the second person I've given a hand job to and I'm doing it to my cousin, I thought? I reached inside his under pants and pulled him free. I started to stroke him and he grew in my hand. He was gasping hard and moaning. I could feel him ready to explode. I kept on stroking and I heard Ron say... 

"Take your panties off and hold it under Paul's cock." "Catch his cum in your panties." 

I kicked my panties off and picked them up with my unused hand. I held them to the head of his cock. My cousin was really starting to quiver. I stroked him up and down as I was taught. I felt a spasm in his shaft and he started to explode into my panties. I milked all his cum out of his cock into my panties. I felt Paul collapse as the last of his cum squirted into them. 




Paula's Story Pt. 01



"Give your cousin those cum filled panties so he can remember the first time a girl gave him a hand job, Ron said." I handed Paul my panties. "Now thank your cousin, Paula." I turned to my cousin, naked next him, with my hand holding his softening cock and said, "Paul, thank you for letting me give you a hand job." 

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Have you ever been so in love with someone that you physically ache to be with that person? Where every breath you took when you are away from him, was labored as if someone was sitting on your chest? That was how I felt about Ron. I felt my life was no longer mine and the only fear in life was, LOSING HIM. 

The following Friday night, Ron took me on a movie date with another couple my age that I had never met before. It was a big step in our relationship because it appeared to everyone that we were actually now a couple! The movie was good, we held hands, it felt intimate and as usual, ... He was simply charming. 

We went out and had pizza after the movie. The other couple, Tom and Jackie, were fun. She became a close friend almost immediately and these many years later, Jackie and I are still good friends. After pizza, we all piled into Ron's car and went to the "River." The local place where everyone went parking. When the car turned off, Ron put on a disc that was more background than music. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me. His tongue snaked into my mouth, playing with my tongue and almost leading it to his lips. He slowly sucked on my tongue, pulling it in and out of his mouth, across his lips. 

"This is how you need to suck on my cock, Paula." "Slowly, taking it in and out of your mouth and milking it." "Do you understand?" 

I just nodded my head as he moved my tongue in and out of his mouth. I felt his hand creep up my thighs and over my shorts. His palm pressing against my mound, between the fabric of my shorts and panties. "Open your legs for me, Paula." 

I opened my legs for him and let him press against me. My hips, arching into his fingers, feeling myself get wet against his hand. 

"Paula, When we are on a double date, I want you to wear a skirt from now on." "It will give me easier access to your pussy and you won't have to worry about being embarrassed in front of another couple." 

I nodded. 

"Now, unbutton your shorts and unzip them for me." I looked fleetingly in the back seat at Tom and Jackie but they were in a world of their own. I reached down, unbuttoned the shorts and unzipped them. The sound of the zipper going down seem to make as much noise as a chain saw working on a tree. I knew they would hear it in the back seat and I would end up being embarrassed in front of my new friends. Finally I had unfastened my shorts. 

Ron said, "Pull them down your legs so I can see if your panties are wet." 

Wet? I could have told them they were wet! I was afraid the dampness had soaked into my shorts! I slowly pulled my shorts down to my knees and looked into the back to make sure they weren't looking. 

Ron's hand swept across my tummy and the palm slid flush down across my mound. I bit my bottom lip hoping not to cry out as I felt his finger, slowly search for my clit through my panties. I involuntarily flexed my thighs together, clutching at his finger, wanting it to never leave. One finger dangling on my thigh, as the other found my clit and made it swell under a soft circular motion. 

"Pull your panty aside, Paula." I just looked at him. "Pull the leg of your panty aside for me, Love." 

I reached down and took the leg band of my panty, wet to the touch and pulled aside for him. His finger, touched my flesh and I could feel it slowly move between my lips. 

"Take my finger, Paula, and show me how you masturbate for me at night." 

I took his for finger and pressed it against my clit, Arching my hips against it as I made it do small circular motions against it. I reached for his other finger and pushed it a short distance inside me. 

"Fuck yourself with my finger, "Is all I heard him whisper into my ear." 

I pushed his finger harder inside me and ground my clit hard against his other finger. My legs tightened together, beyond my control as I felt my orgasm boil inside me. I arched my hips against him and bit down hard on my lower lip. I tried not to make any noise but my stomach just bucked against his hand. I tried to catch my breath but It never seemed to release me. Finally, I finished. I knew they had to hear me in the back. I was so embarrassed. I caught a quick glance and they were oblivious. Just making out in the back seat and Tom was feeling Jackie's breast through her blouse. I caught my breath. 

"Paula, you should put your shorts back on because it is time to go." "Jackie has an earlier curfew than you do and we need to get her home." 

I nodded and scrambled into my shorts. 

We dropped Jackie off and Ron stopped to get a six pack of beer and a split of wine. Tom stayed in the back seat and we went back to the lover's lane parking spot to drink. Ron handed me the small split of wine and he and Tom started splitting the beer. 

"So Tom," I heard Ron say. "Did Jackie get you off tonight?" 

Tom just shook his head no. "She hasn't got that far with me yet." "Give her a couple of weeks." 

"You must be hurting," Ron nodded to Tom. "I can lend you Paula to help you out." 

I suddenly coughed and the wine literally shot up my nostrils. Huh? Lend what? Who? 

"Hey, that would be great!" "You sure?" "You don't mind." 

Huh? Who are we lending? Ron or I? What about if I mind? I just looked at Ron and shook my head. 

Ron pulled me into his arms. Kissed my lips, his tongue playing across the wetness of them and slowly searching into my mouth. I felt him move across my neck, slowly drawing a wet trail up to my ears. It searching into my ear. My body just shivered as his tongue snaked into my ear. 

A soft whisper and, "Paula, Are we going to go through this again?" "If you love me, you will do as I ask you to do, for me." "Please or I will permanently leave this time." 

I looked in his eyes and pleaded with him not to have to do this. I just met this guy a few hours ago and I now had to humiliate myself? 

Ron just waited for me to answer. I felt my heart start to crush at the thought of losing him. A tear started to swell in my eye and I just nodded yes. 

"Now, Tell Tom that you would be happy to help him cum if he would be good enough to let you." 

I nodded and said, barely over a whisper, "Tom, I would be happy to help you cum if you would let me." 

Tom nodded but Ron interrupted. "Paula, I doubt Tom could hear that." 

I gulped another big drink of the wine split and said, "TOM, I WOULD BE HAPPY TO HELP YOU CUM IF YOU WOULD BE NICE ENOUGH TO LET ME HELP YOU." Tom nodded again and I guess the matter was done. 

I climbed in the back seat with Tom, seeing that appeared to be the most logical thing to do. 

"Take your blouse of for him, Paula." 

I bit my lip again, (I think it was going to be sore in the morning. I reached for the button of my blouse and undid them one by one. I pulled the the blouse off my shoulders and folded it onto the front passenger seat. 

"Take off your shorts," I heard Ron say. 

I gulped, unfastened the button for the second time that night and unzipped them. I reached into the waist band of my shorts and pulled them down my legs. I kicked them off and placed them on top of my folded blouse. 

I was sitting in my bra and panties, almost naked, in front of a guy I had only met four hours earlier! 

"Carole, maybe Tom would like to see your tits." "Why don't you ask him?" 

I looked over at him and said, "Would you like to see me? ... my tits, I mean?" 

Tom nodded and I was resigned on where this was going. I fished behind my back and unhooked my bra. I pulled one of my straps down and the other just seemed to float off. I took the bra off my arms and threw it on top of the rest of my things. 

"Paula, lay down on the back seat." 

I scrunched across the back seat in my panties and lay down. I watched Tom take his clothes off and heard Ron giving him instructions. He told him that I was still a virgin and that I was pretty much into hand jobs, and dry fucking for the moment. Tom said it was no problem as he was taking his undershorts off. 

He moved between my legs, placing one all the way on top of seat and the other one on the floor. 

I felt his weight pushing down on me, as he fixed his cock against my crotch. His hands moved to my breast, fumbling for my nipples and started squeezing them. His cock, sliding up and down across the front of my panties and he started to dry fuck me. 

"Paula, tell Tom how much you appreciate doing this for him." "How much you like it." 

I felt him pushing hard against my pussy. His cock rubbing me, feeling it against my panty covered clit. 

"Tom, thank you for dry fucking me." "Your cock feels so nice against my pussy." 

I started grinding against it. My body reacting against my will. I heard Tom say he was going to give me a camel toe slide, I didn't have a clue? I just saw Ron nod with a smile. 

The next thing I knew, I felt Tom's fingers curl into the waistband of my panties. I felt him tug at them and they just seemed to magically slide down my legs with no help from me. He spread my legs wide again and got between me. I felt him press against me but with bare skin. His cock slid across me, just sliding against my pussy and I couldn't keep my hips from arching up against him. He pushed harder against me and I just wrapped my ankles around his hips. I pulled him harder to me as I got a rhythm with his sliding cock. 

"Tell him you want his cum, tell him you want it on your stomach, Paula." "Tell him, help him, encourage him," Ron said. 

I arched into him. My ankles held him tighter. 

"I want your cum, Tom." "I want you cum on my tummy." "I want you to pretend it is Jackie taking your cum." 

As soon as I said it, I felt him swell. I knew he was coming and it did. He splashed all over my tummy. The sticky liquid still connecting his cock with my stomach. Ron handed me my panties and told me to clean the cum off myself. I took my panties and wiped down my tummy and the trail that led down to and across my mound. When I finished, he told me to give them to Tom as a souvenir. I blushed and handed them to Tom. 

"Now clean him up, Paula." "Don't be selfish," Ron said. 

I knew what I was expected to do. I took Tom's cock and sucked the head of it into my mouth. I cleaned him off with my lips and licked his shaft clean. Tom held his balls up and...I never knew guys got sperm down there but, I licked them anyway. 

After that, Tom and I got dressed. He gave me a kiss good night as we let him off. Ron walked me into the house and stayed for an hour talking to my parents. He held hands with me, took me out to the front porch, gave me a soft kiss goodnight there and said..."I'll call." 

The last thing I remember that night was my Mother saying, "what a nice young man." And my dad just nodding yes. 

Ok, this is my first story ever. I'll continue with Part Two, if it seems worth the effort! lol



Paula's Story Pt. 02



This story is about reluctance, humiliation and first time love. You really should read Paula's Story Part 1 to understand Paula. This story was written for a friend of mine, Paula. No this is not her in real life, it is her because I wanted to somehow repay her for so many kindnesses that she has extended to me over the years.

All characters in this story are over the age of 18. If reluctance and consent is not your thing, you might want to jump into another genre!

I appreciate everyone for the feedback on my "First Story!" It was helpful. 

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Everything I did the following week consisted of thinking of Ron. He was becoming my thought of the minute for every minute of the day. I knew I was in love with him and it was becoming very hard not to be near him.

Friday finally came around and it was date night. I'd finally get to see Ron! We were going to double date again with Jackie and Tom, the couple I first met the weekend before. We went "putt - putt" golfing, and grabbed something to eat at a local fast food restaurant. Jackie and I were quickly becoming friends. We had many mutual interests and we both were heading to the same University in the fall.

When we finished eating, Ron gathered us up in his car and off we went. We headed back into my neighborhood and stopped at my cousin's house.

"We're stopping at Paula's cousin's house." "Their parents are out for the weekend so the house is more or less free for our use," Ron said.

We all walked up onto the front porch and I rang the doorbell. The door opened and my cousin Paul answered. Ron had brought some beer and wine coolers for us to drink. He was the only one old enough to buy alcohol.

Jackie whispered in my ear, "How old is Ron?"

I smiled back at her and said, "Believe it or not he is ten years older than I am."

She just had this stunned look on her face. I kissed her on the cheek and we both burst out giggling.

Paul served us beer and wine. Soon we would all just making out in the living room. Paul was the odd man out in the group but he didn't seem to mind. He played on a game boy set and basically ignored us.

Ron leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I see you remembered to wear a skirt for me on our dates?"

I nodded with a smile on my face, knowing I pleased him.

"Jackie," Ron said, "Do you like Paula's skirt?"

Jackie broke her kiss she was sharing with Tom and nodded yes.

"Paula, why don't you tell Jackie why you're wearing a skirt tonight?"

"Ron likes me to wear a skirt for him when we are on dates," I explained.

"But why do I like for you to wear skirts on dates, Paula?"

I panicked. I looked at Ron. "Please Ron, I like Jackie." "We are just starting to be friends," I whispered. "Don't embarrass me, please?"

Ron just smiled and whispered back, "if her friendship is more important than my love, then of course you shouldn't explain anything to her." "But, if you choose her over me, then I'm leaving now." "Make up your mind, Paula." "If she is truly a friend, she won't be upset by it."

I just looked at Ron, shaking my head no. My eyes silently pleading with him not to make me do this in front of a new friend. I felt his weight shift on the couch and his body starting to stand. I grabbed his hand quickly and urgently pulled him back into a sitting position.

"Jackie," I said, "I wear a skirt so Ron can have easy access to me."

"WHAT? What are you saying?" "Easy access?" Jackie looked shocked and confused.

"I let him touch me up there, Jackie." "Between my legs."

Jackie stood up, she turned to Tom and said, "It's time for you to take me home, Thomas!" 

I panicked and started to sob. "Please, don't leave, Jackie." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."

Jackie just looked down at me and quietly said, "I'm sorry for you." "Goodbye, Paula!" With that she walked out of the house with Tom chasing after her. 

Within minutes, Tom came back without Jackie. He explained that she was so mad that she actually had called her parents to pick her up. I just sat on the couch sobbing. I lost a new friend and ruined the night.

Ron stood up and looked at my Cousin Paul and Tom. "I think that Paula has acted very badly, caused some hurt feelings amongst us and probably owes us all an apology!" Ron turned to me and stared.

I looked up at the three of them and said, "I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to ruin everyone's night."

Ron nodded an acceptance to my apology. "I think you need to be punished for your actions, don't you?" "PAULA!" "Don't you think you should apologize for your actions?" 

I nodded a simple no. I waited for Ron's response but I knew there was none coming. He just kept looking at me waiting. Finally I said, "Yes, sir." "I need to be punished."

Ron looked at me and indicated to the arm of the couch. "Bend over it."

I reluctantly bent over the arm of the sofa. My head on the seat cushions, my petite frame barely allowing my toes to touch the floor. I just looked up at Ron and watched as the three of them stared down at me.

"Paul, would you mind pulling your cousin's skirt up over her waist, please?" 

My cousin came over to me and took the hem of my skirt in his fingers. He slowly pushed the skirt up my legs, exposing my panties and bunching it around my waist.

"Paula, you will be spanked for acting so rudely earlier." 

I nodded, tears welling in my eyes.

"Ask Paul to take your panties down, Paula."

I turned to my cousin and said, "Paul, will you take my panties off, please?"

I felt him reach up under the waist band of my panties. His fingers brushing my skin as he pulled them down my legs. Leaving them around my ankles. 

Ron had found a yard stick in my aunts sewing closet. He turned to Tom and said, "You should do the honors." "You are the one that Paula caused the most problems for." "Paula, Tom will spank you ten times." "You will thank him and ask for another each time."

I nodded up at Ron and a sudden blinding flash of pain ran across my butt. I was shocked by the suddenness of it but dutifully said, "Thank you Tom. May I please have another?" WHACK! Another blinding flash of pain. I just cried. "Thank you Tom. May I please have another?"

When it was all through, I could hardly walk. I stood and pulled my panties up my legs. I adjusted them under my skirt and stood in front of the three.

Ron explained to all of us that obviously Tom had not been sexually satisfied because Jackie had left abruptly. I stood there looking pale and uncomfortable. "I think it would be best if you stripped for us, Paula." He nodded to me and this time, I just gave up.

I stood in front of the three of them, Ron, Tom and my cousin Paul. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, pulled it out from my skirt and off my arms. I folded it neatly and placed in on the side table. I kept on trying to control my sobbing, (more I think from Jackie having left then from what I was doing). I pulled my skirt around to my side, unbuttoned it and unzipped. I took the waist band of it, pulled it down my legs and stepped out of it. I stood there in my bra and panties as Ron reached for my hand.

"Let's go into Paul's bedroom, it will be more comfortable there," Ron said.

I just nodded my head again, (thinking to myself that I don't feel very comfortable). I knew where my cousin's bedroom was and I led the way. The three of them walked behind me, looking at my panty covered butt. I opened the door, feeling like I was going to the slaughter.

Ron smiled at me. "Take Tom's clothes off for him." 

I nodded and pulled his shirt over his head. His bare chest with just a slight wisp of hair. I knelt down in front of him, still in my panties and bra, and unfastened his belt. I pulled the leather strap through the buckle and started struggling with the button. It finally popped open and I unzipped his jeans. I slowly pulled them down his legs and helped him to step out of them. The front of his shorts were tented up from his hard cock. I reached up and pulled the waist band with my fingers. It hooked momentarily on his cock but I reached up and freed the elastic. I pulled them down his legs and he was standing naked in front of me.

Tom reached for my head and pulled my mouth to his cock. I looked up at Ron who just nodded at me. I took the cock in my hand and licked the head of it with my tongue. I washed the slit of pre cum and took the moisture into my mouth. My lips wrapped around the swollen head and I sucked it into my mouth. My tongue licking the underside of his shaft as he slowly started to move his hips, sliding it in and out of my mouth.

I felt someone behind me. It was my cousin, Paul. He started too clumsily to unfasten my bra. I was momentarily distracted with his poor effort and I felt Tom pull my head onto his cock again. Tom was holding my head still while he started to fuck my mouth. Paul slid the bra off my shoulder and I took my hand off Tom's cock for a second to allow him to completely remove it.

"She does have small tits," I heard Paul say to Ron.

Ron just smiled and said, "Yes she does but I own them." "Tom, lay down on the bed."

I felt Tom pull his cock out of my mouth and leave for the bed. Paul pushed me towards the bed in my panties.

"Paula, you remember how you asked Ron last week to dry fuck you?"

I nodded.

"Ask him!"

I looked at Tom and said, "Tom, will you please dry fuck me?"

Tom looked at me and nodded his head.

Ron explained to me that I should do the work tonight because I caused all the trouble. "Ask Tom if you can take your panties off and if he'll allow you to do a Camel toe slide?"

I looked at Tom and said, "Can I take my panties off, please?" Tom just smiled and I continued, "May I do a Camel Toe slide for you?" He nodded. 

I reached my fingers into my panties and took them off. I wasn't exactly sure what a "slide" was but I figured it out quickly. I sat astride Tom and lowered myself to his cock. I took my hand and adjusted it so that it would slide along my pussy. I moved up and down with my hips, causing a sliding motion along his cock. I was becoming moist as I pushed myself harder against him. I bent over so that I could press my clit against him. I could feel him pulling me down on him.

I heard movement behind me. It was my cousin Paul taking his clothes off. He pushed me down further on Tom so that I was now laying on him. I felt a coldness on the crack of my butt as Paul put lotion on it. The bed creaked and Paul mounted behind me, pressing his weight on me, his cock sliding between my butt cheeks as he started to hump me in motion with Tom.

Tom was urgently sliding now against my cunt. Pressing me into his cock. I could actually feel his continued swelling underneath me. My cousin, sliding in rhythm. I felt Paul's cock starting to spasm between my butt cheeks. I felt his hot sperm spilling onto my back as he pressed me harder into Tom. Tom started to quiver and I could feel him exploding, spilling his cum on my tummy but mostly on his. Both Tom and Paul sandwiched me between them until they just suddenly collapsed.

Ron took my panties from the floor, and wiped the cum off my back. He handed them to Paul as a souvenir. The first voice I heard was Ron, "Paula, clean Tom's stomach."

I got off Tom, looked for something to clean him with and them made eye contact with Ron. I understood immediately. I knelt on the bed, leaned over and started licking Tom's cum off his stomach. I cleaned him while both Ron and Paul watched me. When I finished cleaning his tummy, I went down and cleaned his cock. I washed it with my tongue, bathing it in my saliva.

Ron had me stand up so that Tom could get up. He then bent me over the bed so my toes were on the floor. He softly moved my ankles apart so that my legs were spread shoulder length. He placed a pillow under my tummy so that my butt was pushed higher off the bed.

"Reach between your legs and touch yourself, Paula!"

I did as Ron told me to and my hand moved between my spread legs. I was dying to cum now and my fingers slid between my lips and slid inside. One finger made a quick search to find my clit and I made myself swollen immediately. I pushed myself against the pillow and started humping myself with the pillow and my hand. I had no thought of the three boys watching me.

I felt more lotion being poured between my ass cheeks. 

I heard Ron say, "I need to cum." "Tell everyone one that you are a virgin and all you want in life is my cock in your pussy."

I looked back at everyone and said, "I'm a virgin but all I want, all I pray for is to have Ron put his cock inside my pussy." My finger massaged my clit faster and I ground my mound against my pillow elevated palm harder.

"But, you haven't earned it, have you Paula?" "Tell them!"

I almost burst into tears again in frustration. I wanted him so bad. "I haven't earned his cock in my pussy, YET!" "Please, Ron..." 

I felt Ron behind me. I felt his cock slide between my ass cheeks. It felt so hard, I knew he was going to finally fuck me. 

He slid against my butt several times and said, "No, you haven't earned the right to be fucked like a real woman." "You will have to satisfy me using your ass." "Take your hands, spread your cheeks and ask me to ass fuck you, Paula!"

I was suddenly terrified. I thought that... I can't take that.. Do that? I felt my hands being moved from between my legs and placed on my butt cheeks.

"Go ahead, spread them, Paula." "Spread your cheeks for me and ask me to fuck your ass," Ron said.

I spread my cheeks, and asked, "Please, Ron, fuck my ass for me." I held myself open as I felt him move his cock head towards my hole. He slowly pushed inside me. It hurt so bad, I started pushing my face into the bed, the burning starting to take over my senses. He was slow, gentle but it hurt, BAD! I felt him, in? I hoped he was in? He stopped moving.

"Paula, I'm not going to move." "Take a breath, slow down and feel me inside you." "I want you to touch yourself again and I won't move."

I tried to control my breathing. I reached between my legs and slowly started rubbing my clit again. The burning was subsiding but it was uncomfortably full. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. I kept dreaming that Ron was really making love to me as I masturbated in front of the three of them. Slowly my body started to respond. It took several minutes but I started to get wet again. I started to push myself into my palm and the pillow below it. I was creating a movement for Ron without him doing anything. I pulled my legs tighter together. Trying to grind myself and I could feel it starting. I could feel this rush as I was starting to cum. I moved against my finger and...

"Oh my god, I'm coming." "I, please" I could feel him swell, not moving inside me but my movements being enough. He was going to cum. "Ron, please, fuck my ass!" "Please cum for me." And then I just erupted. I could feel him spasming but I just came. My ass clutching him as I did. His cum pouring into me.

I lay over the bed for some time afterward. I am not sure for how long but everyone was dressed when I got up. I reached for my clothes and got dressed myself. Paul had my panties so I went home with none. I could feel Ron's sperm seeping out of my rear and setting the bottom of my skirt. Ron walked me to the door and came in to say hello to my parents. I excused myself, saying I was tired and went to bed.

***********

Saturday, Ron came over to my house. I could hardly walk. My Dad did another one of his famous BBQ's. Ron talked to my brother and Dad about baseball and whatever guys do. 

I was sore from Ron the night before. I helped my Mom in the kitchen. I just knew she could tell what happened last night because I felt like I was walking like a pregnant elephant all day. I kind of waddled around the kitchen instead just walking.

We had a pleasant afternoon. My Dad gave me glass of wine which he almost never does because I'm under age. He, my brother and Ron drank beer and it was a great time.

Ron and I left on our own during the early evening hours. We stopped in a secluded spot around 7:00 PM. He pulled me over and kissed me. His tongue slowly doing a dance across my lips. 

"Do you know what love is?" "What real commitment is," Ron asked.

I nodded. "I do know, Ron." "I love you, I'd do anything for you." "I'm committed to you."

He held me to his shoulder, stroked my hair and I felt safe, warm.

"A slave is someone who does things with no choice, he started to explain." "A love slave is different" "It is someone who is in love and is willing to continuously prove her commitment to that love." "Are you committed to me, Paula?"

I looked up at him and kissed his lips. "I love you and I'm fully committed to you, Ron." My heart was bursting. He loved me. I realized he loved me and all I had to do is prove my commitment. 

"So, what do you have to do, Paula?"

"I love you, Ron." "I commit to you with all my heart and I am your love slave."

He started the car suddenly and pulled out of the lover's lane. We drove to the local pharmacy in the neighborhood. It was an hour from closing and they were doing a good business for Saturday night. Ron, reached into his wallet and took out some money. He handed it to me and said, "Go in and buy some condoms for me."

I took the money and almost ran to the front door. When I got in there, it quickly dawned on me that I had no idea what I was looking for, how to get them and worse... Mrs. Adams was behind the counter who used to baby sit for us when my parents went out. I went up and down the aisles until I found what I was looking for. Then I wondered out of the aisles until they were deserted. I quickly saw my chance and grabbed a couple of different boxes and went up to the Register.

I approached and said, "Good evening, Mrs. Adams! You look great!" She smiled and I dropped several boxes of condoms on the counter. She looked at them, looked up at me, down at the condoms and said, "OH!" 

"It isn't what you think, Mrs. Adams." "We're having a balloon fight tonight and we just decided to do it with, uh."

"Something more expensive than balloons?" She finished.

"Yes, maam." I nodded.

She rung up the variety of condoms and it was about $30 or more dollars than I had. I excused myself and went back out to the car to get my purse. I looked at Ron and said, "Don't ask" as I dug out money and walked back into purchase my "Balloon fight ammunition."

I got back into the car and put the bag on the seat. Ron looked into the bag and just stared at me with his, "what the hell look?" 

I was in no mood for an explanation so I said, "Please, just drive." 

We drove for about thirty minutes and I found myself in an apartment complex. I soon understood that it was Ron's apartment, (I didn't even know he had one.). He took my hand and we walked up to the apartment. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would explode. We walked into the apartment and there were three other guys there.

"Paula, this is my brother Richard, my cousin Al and a friend of theirs, Gavin." 

I shook hands with them. We chatted, I had a glass of wine and they were actually all very nice. Richard was a couple of years younger than Ron. All of them were in the Army together and they were visiting town to see Ron. After about one hour, Ron grabbed my hand and pulled me into his bedroom. 

"Sorry about the crowd but they're here and need some fun."

I looked at him, "I'm not to be the fun am I?"

"You just got done telling me that you were committed to me and what does that mean?"

I looked at the floor, not wanting to make eye contact and whispered, "I am your sex slave."

"Ok, I've explained to them that you will do anything but actually fuck." "I know you are probably sore back there after last night so if they want anal, they will know to go easy."




Paula's Story Pt. 02



I just kept nodding like an idiot. I really thought that we were going to consummate our love tonight and that is why "I" bought the condoms. I was starting to sob again. These swings in emotions were starting to kill me. I just nodded again my understanding.

Ron took me by the hand, led me into the living room and explained to the three guys that I would do everything but vaginal sex, anal had to be easy and I was happy to help out. All four of the guys sat down and just looked at me. I wasn't sure what to do so I just decided to take my clothes off? 

I reached behind and started to unbutton my sun dress. I pulled the straps off my shoulder and let it slip down my legs. I stood in front of three complete strangers and my boyfriend in my panties and bra. 

Ron stood up, came over to me and whispered, "Give me two of the condoms that you bought." 

I went back to my purse and grabbed a two. I gave them to Ron who put them in his pocket. He kissed me a quick peck on the cheeks and said, "Show them a good time." "I am going out."

"What, you're leaving me with them?"

"Don't worry, Richard is going to take you home," he said.

"Where are you going?"

He looked at me seriously, "I am going out to get fucked." "Where did you think I was going that I would need condoms?"

I finally broke down and fell on my knees. "Please, I'll go all the way with you!" "I'll do anything for you, I promise."

"Listen," he said, "You haven't earned my cock yet." "After tonight, you may." "It depends on the after action reports I get." "In the meantime, I need more than an occasional hand job." "So thanks for the condoms," kissed me and left. 

Richard came in and took me by the hand. Everyone was drinking beer and sitting around the living room. Richard handed me a glass of wine and winked at me. I just stood in the middle of the floor and sipped my wine.

"Paula," I heard Richard say, "Ron told me that you like to masturbate for him when you don't see him during the week?"

I nodded.

"Why don't you explain to us how you do it?"

I nodded once again and said, "Actually, Ron makes me masturbate when I don't see him." "He says it will help me to please him better and do as I'm told."

So, I went on and explained to them, how I masturbated. When I was half way through, Richard stopped me and said, "I have a better idea, why don't you show us how you masturbate."

I nodded and did as I was told. I got on my knees and moved my fingers under the waist band of my panties. I slid them down along my mound, watched them as they looked at my fingers through my panties. I opened my legs slightly and brushed the palm of my hand against my mound. My index finger, searching for my clit and feeling it rise to my touch. I felt myself becoming wet, even though I was in front of three strangers.

"Paula, pull your panties down so we can watch you better."

I took my free hand and moved it under the waist band of my panties and dragged one side down off my hips and almost to my knees. I removed the hand from my pussy and straightened the other side out. I was now kneeling on the floor, in front of three guys, my panties down to my knees and in my bra. I went back to touching myself. My finger once again feeling the swell of my clit. My finger parting the lips of pussy and running along it. 

I became very wet. My hips actually started to move, slightly under my palm. Just enough so they could tell that I was starting to react to my finger. I slid my middle finger inside my pussy, the wetness gathering on it.

"Paula, stand up and take your panties and bra off for us," someone said.

I slowly got to my feet. I stood in my bra and my panties, (pulled down still to my knees). I reached around and unfastened my bra and pushed it off my shoulders. I just kicked my panties down my legs and stepped out of both my skirt and the panty.

"Lay down on the floor, open your legs and get yourself off, Paula," this time it was definitely Gavin speaking.

I scooted down on the floor, my pussy facing them, opened my legs slightly and started again. My palm floating down between my legs, my fingers strumming across my clit. My hips started getting in rhythm and my body took over. I was moving faster now, building up slowly to the inevitable explosion that I had practiced so many times in bed at night.

Richard handed me a small carrot. "Use it in your butt." 

I nodded and slowly opened my butt cheeks. It was fairly easy to get in. I held it in with my hand as I went back to masturbating myself for them. Almost immediately, my legs tensed, I shut them together against my hand and I blew up into a huge orgasm.

"Oh my ... I... and I just started screaming." "I'm CUMMING." "PLEASE"and I did.

I had a huge orgasm on the floor in front of three strangers.

I looked up and all three of them had started stroking themselves. Richard waved me over and indicated to kneel in front of him.

I moved over and knelt between his legs. I took his cock in my hand and started stroking him. My hand moved up and down on his shaft and I felt him gently push my head downward to his cock head. I used my tongue to lick the precum off his penis and took him into my mouth. I heard him groan as my mouth slid down his length. My lips sucking him as I came back up him.

"That's it, Suck all of it in, baby." "Take my dick and make it happy."

He started to hold my head steady. His hips, moving up and down as he slowly started to fuck my face as opposed to me actually sucking him off. I felt him take my hand and place a finger in his mouth. He wet my middle finger and placed my finger along his butt crack. I knew what he wanted me to do so I took my finger and slowly worked it inside him. I was finger fucking him anally as he moved his cock in and out of my mouth.

Someone from behind grabbed my hips and pulled me into a four legged kneeling position. Richard just held me tighter and steadied me while Al poured lotion on my butt crack. He started moving his finger and entering it into my behind.

"Take his finger, Paula." "Show him you can be a good girl and take it all."

I felt his finger enter me and start moving in and out slowly. I clenched it with my muscles as Richard continued to fuck my face. The finger came out after a minute and I felt Al's cock taking its place. I tensed up immediately as I felt his head start to penetrate me. I was so sore from the night before. I felt the same burning and I just shut my eyes. Richard pulled out of my mouth, I thought to let me get a breath.

"Tell Al what you want, Paula."

I closed my eyes again, as he moved deeper inside me another inch. This hurt. "Al, Please, fuck my ass," I whispered.

He immediately grabbed my hips and pulled me deeper onto his cock. Richard pulled me back onto his cock and started fucking my face again.

"Paula, Finger fuck my ass," Richard said.

I had forgot about my finger and I started finger fucking him again. I could feel Richard swelling up in my mouth and his cock tensed. 

"I'm going to cum, drink it all!"

Richard started cumming immediately in my mouth and I felt the swelling in my butt again. Al pick his pace up and I felt him squirt deep into my bowels. Injecting his sperm deep inside me.

Richard and Al pulled out of me spent. Gavin wanted only a blow job so I quickly took him into my mouth to end this night. I licked on him and sucked his cock. I could feel the sperm leaking out of my behind as I was kneeling on the floor. I wet my finger and started to finger Gavin's ass too. I wanted to get this through and go home. Gavin came quickly. I swallowed it all and cleaned him afterwards.

I got up and asked Richard if I could take a shower and clean up. He showed me to the bathroom and I cleaned myself. I got back into my clothes and went back out into the living room. Al & Gavin had left for someplace and Richard was ready to take me home. I gathered my purse with the recently bought condoms still in it missing but two and went to his car.

We drove to my house in silence but Richard stopped about a block from it.

"Paula, I want another blow job before I drop you off."

I just moved over next to him in the driver seat, unfastened his pants and opened them up. I took a second fishing his cock free of his clothing but I finally had him in my hand. I pumped him with my hand a few times and then bent over him. I took him in my mouth and started sucking him off again. It took a bit longer this time but finally I felt him push my head down on him and arch his hips. He spurted strings of his cum into my mouth and held me there, forcing me to swallow all of it. I wiped my mouth off, he started the car and we headed for my house.

When we pulled up to our driveway, I was surprised to see Ron's car parked there. I got out of Richard's car, went to the backdoor and went into the kitchen. My mom was there doing whatever she does in the kitchen at night. I kissed her and asked about Ron.

"I don't know," she said. "He came over, made some small talk and then wanted to talk to your Dad." "They've been in his study for about thirty minutes." "Your father did say for you to join them when you came in."

I nodded my head and stopped up to the bathroom to brush my teeth first. While I was in the bathroom, it all came to me! This was all a test! Ron wanted to see that I was committed to him and to prove it. I had passed the test! Ron was here to ask my dad if he could marry me. OMG! He wants to actually marry me!

I could hardly control my excitement but I walked slowly and knocked on my father's study door.

"Come in, Paula, I heard my dad say."

I came in, gave a smile to Ron and sat down next to him across from my Dad's desk. I looked up at my dad, trying to control my happiness.

"Paula, Ron is a little old for you but I admit he seems to be a gentleman."

"Thank you, Sir" I heard Ron say.

I just smiled at my father in agreement, impatient for him to agree to allow Ron make a proposal of marriage to me.

"Paula, I am very concerned." "Ron has told me that you have asked him to have intercourse with you and even going as far as having him stop at a drug store and buying condoms for him."

I sat there stunned. My world had just blown up. Ron told my father that I begged him to have intercourse? I just looked at my father and he opened his hand. ONE unused condom rolled out of his hand and seemed to crash onto his desk. ONE! Not two! ONE!

My father than reached for my purse and dumped the contents of it out on his desk. Most of the contents was the excess of condoms I had bought because I didn't have a clue on how or what to purchase for the modern prophylactic wear.

"I am extremely disappointed in your behavior, Paula." "Obviously you'll be grounded for a week and probably some other forthcoming punishment." "I want you to go explain to your mother what happened tonight."

I stood up, tears really rolling down eyes. I started to walk out of the study when my father said, "Paula, you owe Ron and apology."

I turned to Ron, hardly being able to control my breathing through the sobs and said, "I am sorry Ron for any distress I caused you with my behavior tonight." "I hope you except my apology and can forgive me."

Ron smiled and nodded at me.

I left the room to go find my mother. 

My mother was terrified at the way I looked. She made a cup of tea for both of us and we sat down. I explained to her what had transpired in the study with Ron and my Dad. She just sipped her tea and held my hand as I choked out the story. When I had finished, she collected the tea cups, put them in the sink and sat down again.

"So," my mom said, "I think I understand this." "You care enough for a guy that you offer to give up your virginity to him." "Then he has you go in and buy condoms for him without telling you anything about how to buy condoms." "Then he leaves you with his brother and comes back sometime later to basically snitch on you to your father?" "I have this all correct, Right?"

I nod my head.

"Paula, you are a very smart girl and you have never caused us any misery at all." "I am not disappointed in you and there is only one thing I can tell you."

I nodded again.

"GROW UP!"

With that my mom kissed my forehead and left.

I finally ended up being grounded for a week. No phone, no friends, no Ron, no nothing. It was the longest week of my life, (I really had never been grounded before!). The week ended and I finally got to call Ron. I asked him if we could see each other tonight. He said that he had a previous engagement with the woman he used the one condom on later that night but that we could go out early in the night.

Ron picked me up at 6:00 PM. We stopped at a fast food place for burgers and cokes. It was wonderful. I missed him so much. We stayed for about an hour and we went out and to his car. We made out in his car for a while and then he said he'd have to get me home shortly.

I kissed him again and told him how much I loved hm. How committed I was to him and would do anything for him. I plead with him that he didn't need anyone else but me. I knew what his answer would be, "I hadn't proven myself enough, yet." It was.

"Paula, I'll give you an opportunity." "I am going to meet someone in thirty minutes." "If you're willing to do what I say and watch us fuck, so you can learn, I'll let you."

I immediately agreed to learn from this lady so we left to go to Ron's apartment. When we got there, there was a lady in her early thirties sitting and having a glass of wine in the apartment, (She evidently had a key to it?). Ron introduced me to her (Lena) and explained that I was his committed "Sex Slave." That I was a virgin and wanted to use this opportunity with her to learn how to fuck.

Lena just smiled and said, "Sure, always willing to help a young girl out."

Ron got Lena a refill of wine and graciously brought me one. We chatted a bit of time and I found out the Lena was married to a guy that Ron worked with. Ron and she had been having sex for about six months. I nodded my head sucking this all in as I watched Ron with his hand under her skirt.

Finally Ron got up and said, "I think it is time to fuck." "Paula, you are to be our hand servant tonight so you should be dressed only in panties." "Stand up and strip down to your panties." I stood up, pulled my tank top out of my skirt and over my head. I unfastened my skirt and stepped out of that. Finally I reached behind and unfastened my bra. I took it off and was standing in front of my boyfriend and a woman in just my panties.

"She doesn't have much for breasts but she is still pretty, isn't she," Lena asked Ron. Ron just nodded.

"Now, Paula, Tell us what you are tonight."

"I am your sex slave, sir." Looking at Ron and "your hand maiden, mistress." 

"Very good, Paula." "Now undress your mistress."

I took Lena's hand, kissed it and helped her stand up. I pulled her blouse out of her jeans and unbuttoned it. I took it off her shoulders and folded it neatly on the table. I unfastened her jeans which was a bit of a task because she was slightly on the overweight size and the jeans were a size too small. I finally got them undone and pulled them down her legs. The Lady was standing in her bra and panties.

"May I take your bra and Panties off, Mistress?" I asked.

"I could get used to this service, Ron," she said as she nodded her agreement to me.

I went behind and unfastened her bra. I took the bra off her shoulders and folded it with the other clothes. Her breast were huge! I have no idea what size. I got on my knees before her. I put my fingers into the waist band of her panties and pulled them down off her legs. She stood looking down at me with a smile. I just knelt before her looking at a slightly trimmed triangle of hair.

Ron, took her to bed. They kissed, they felt each other up. Finally, Ron had her mount his mouth and they commenced giving each other 69 oral. I watched fascinated as Ron spread this woman's legs open and took his tongue to her. She started coming all over Ron's face before he was even close to being ready to cum. She had this ear shattering screech at orgasm, that reminded me, of the sound a hunting eagle would make if it were magnified a few thousand decibels.

Ron put her stomach first on the bed. Her head was on a pillow and he pulled her up to her knees. 

"I am going to fuck my bitch and make you bark for me, Lena."

Ron looked at me and said, "Get a condom off the table and put it on me."

I immediately went to the side table and unwrapped the condom. While I was unwrapping the condom, I slid a pair of fingernail clippers I had hidden in my panties out. I walked over behind Ron, kissed the back of his neck while I secretly cut a slit in the head of the condom. I got on my knees, and started sucking Ron harder. I looked up at him, and said, "This will make the condom go on easier, Master." I unrolled the condom onto his rock hard prick.

Ron was paying attention to Lena the whole time. He was fingering her clit and telling her how she was to bark when he fucked her like a bitch dog. He was ready to fuck her so I took his cock and placed it inside Lena's cunt.

Lena immediately started screaming, "Oh fuck your little doggy bitch." "Fuck you little bitch cunt" 

They bumped and ground against each other until she finally started to actually bark like a dog and scream, "Woof, Woof." "I'm coming."

Ron, tensed up, pulled her hips to him and spanked her hard. Finally he arched his back into her and I could tell he was exploding inside her. It took a few moments for them to finish. While they did, I started to get dressed.

When they were completely done, I kissed Ron on the lips. He looked at me kind of curiously, like, "why am I getting dressed?" I kissed him lower on the tummy, then started to take the condom off. I peeled it off, it was actually pretty empty. I just looked at it, held it up for Ron to see and said, "Is there supposed to be a rip on the bottom of these things?" I asked innocently.

He looked at the empty condom and said, "Paula, what the hell have you done?"

I just smiled at him and said, "I took my mother's advice." "I GREW UP." 

I started to walk out of the room when I turned back to Ron and Lena and said, "Oh, by the way." "CONGRATULATIONS YOU TWO!" "On the kid."

*****

This was my first story and part two ends it. Thank you for your reading this. I appreciate any comments. Thank you again.



Paula's Story



I am well into my forties now, and probably wouldn't attract young men any more. But if one should come along...