The Roommate (open)

Necairus

Just Having Fun, I think?
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(looking for the roommate, no one liners.)

Paul was leaving his final class for the day. He was heading to his dorm to relax for the evening. He had ideas of grandeur of this evening, he was happy that he was going to be alone. There were things that his dorm-mate wouldn't fully understand.

His dorm-mate as others in this college had female roommates. It was a social experiment, so in later in life its not a complete mystery on how to live with the other gender. The whole building was set up like that, with it being college there was a lot more sex going on than was ever reported.

Except for Paul, of course Paul was the exception. Him and his roommate were close but with her going out every weekend, he didn't try to think about it.

So, his roommate, who is gorgeous always had a boyfriend. She never brought them to their dorm but they picked her up. She wasn't a bitch about it or anything but nicely told him she was going out.

So his roommate wouldn't understand what its like to not have sex for 3 months in a row. He couldn't get a decent girlfriend with her being his dorm-mate, all of them said that they felt she was competition for them and dumped him before hitting the sack.

Frustrated, he entered his dorm room. Putting his stuff away, he sat down in the living room watching TV waiting for his roommate to come in and get ready and leave. When she left he could plan to actually do something with his evening.
 
Jenni snapped her phone shut and almost threw it across the room before restraining herself. Johnny just dumped her. For a sixteen year old whore. A SIXTEEN YEAR OLD! She curled onto her side in the common room sofa.

She had given him the best sex of his life. He was the only guy she knew who orgasmed five times in one night. And it was because of Jenni! Fury was pounding through her and she went on a mini-rampage. She threw pillows and pounded the walls until the tears started to flow. She sank against the wall, burying her face in her hands and sobbing.

She cried for almost an hour before hauling herself to her feet and trudging back to the dorm room. It was at times like these she wished she had a female roommate. Someone she could talk to, someone she could cry with, someone who would understand. But Paul wouldn't. Paul was a guy and would probably just be thinking about his next lay.

She unlocked the door and glanced at Paul sitting in the living room, watching a re-run of his favorite TV show. She slunk past him, her eyes red and puffy. "Hey, Paul." she sighed before disappearing into her bedroom, the door not closing all the way. Jenni sniffled as she changed into a camisole and some spandex-like gym shorts, collapsing onto her bed.
 
Watching the TV show just waiting for something to happen, he heard the door unlock and open the door. "Hey Jenni" Paul said to her looking back. She slumped by while he watched her, she mumbled a greeting and made a straight line to her room.

Leaning over Paul saw Jenni change, not able to look away, he stared. 'damnit Paul get a grip, she wouldnt...' he thought. Looking away finally he got up and knocked on her door.

"Hey, Jenni is there something wrong? Want me to get you anything?" he asked through the door. Not quite sure what was going on, only thing was was his evening alone was probably over. Not really caring about it as much, more worried about Jenni.

Paul stood at 6'. Skinny, not muscular , Blue eyes, and brown hair. Wearing a black undershirt, with a unbuttoned button down shirt. With cargo pants, he looked comfortable and gave him an easy aura.

Helping Jenni with anything BUT leaving her alone to cry in her room.
 
Jenni heard the knock on her door and stiffened, crossing her arms over her C-cup bust. She stumbled on her lengthy legs as she approached the door, leaning weakly against the door frame and turning her eyes to Paul's.

"Honestly, I just need someone to talk to," she admitted, absently rubbing a hand over her small waist. Her long blonde hair was tousled loosely as she ran a hand through it, knowing how defenseless she looked right now. "But I mean, you probably don't want to hear it and just go out with the boys, I totally understand."

Her stooped shoulders made her look smaller than her 5'9'' frame as she sulked just inside her bedroom door. "I don't want to ruin your night."

she looked up, her icy blue eyes meeting his and she noticed then just how attractive he really was. After the sudden break up, all she needed were some arms to hold her while she cried, but doubted Paul wanted to be those arms.
 
Paul didn't look into the door while she walked to him. He sat there quietly and then when he looked he got the fresh look at her, she looked marvelous... Except for her puffy eyes. He noticed her outfit being a bit revealing but he had been living with her for a few months and saw her everywhich way.

So he wasn't as phased as he would be, but his member didn't ignore that it's been months since he saw or felt pussy. Tryin to mentally tie it down he responded to her, "no problem I was going to have a night in anyway...". 'Not like I would have a date...' he thought joking.

When Jenni finished, subtly asking for help, for someone to talk to. Paul grabbed her arm and pulled her lightly to the licit room, plotting her down on the couch.

Paul went to the fridge and grabbed 2 containers of ice cream, smiling to her, he handed her a spoon and her favorite ice cream. Sitting down on the laze-boy chair, "so what's wrong? Something with Johnny?"

Paul could assume what happened but didn't want to say anything particularly upsetting or a 'I thought so'.
 
To her surprise, he gently took her arm and sat her down on the sofa. She curled up an watched curiously as he went into the little kitchen, grabbed two pints of ice cream from the freezer and two spoons from the drawer, then reentered the living room, handing one pint to her. It was her favorite, Ben and Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk.

She smiled wanly and gave him a thankful look, cracking open the ice cream and taking a spoonful, sighing around the delicious chunks of chocolate and almonds. Paul sat down across form her in the Lazy-Boy, opening his own ice cream.

"so what's wrong? Something with Johnny?" He asked. He was unnaturally good at this girl thing. If she hadn't heard him make all those girls scream earlier in the year, before school really go rolling, she would've thought him to be gay. But at the same time, he was to attractive and flirty to be gay.

She nodded dejectedly, spooning another mouthful of ice cream and swallowing before answering, "He dumped me last night. For a sixteen year old girl who got kicked out of the public high school. kicked out of PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL, Paul! Obviously she's a whore, why else would he do that? I gave him the best nine months of his life and he dumps me on my ass for a little girl. You should've heard him--" then she broke off, not wanting to finish the sentence and blushing profusely.

What she was going to say, was "you shoul've heard him two nights ago, screaming my name and telling me how much he loved me" but she continued another way.

"He said he loved me just two days ago, and now look! Asshole." she muttered, shoveling in another spoon of ice cream
 
Paul smirked back to Jenni's thankful smile. She quickly opened and took a spoonful of the ice cream, he watched as her body bounced a bit as she did that. Sitting and taking a spoonful of his own ice cream.

She spoke angrily towards him, he watched and let her vent, her chest was heaving as she fumed. He just kept silent as she kept talking. He knew that Johnny would do this, Paul knew that John was a jackass. Whenever he was without Jenni, he would be so pompous.

Paul noticed Jenni hold off saying something and it made him chuckle. She fixed it and he knew she was not saying the exact truth. "So, he was lying to you? Is that really new for most guys? Especially the ones who want to get into your pants?" he said truthfully. Standing he, moved to sit down on the couch next to her.

Taking a spoonful of ice cream be continued, "So, what are you going to do now? Sleep with his best friend to get back at him? Because I really don't think that works that well." laughing at the end, "All we really know, is he is a major dick. And doesn't deserve you if he is ignorant enough to go with an inexperienced 16 year old."

Taking another spoonful of ice cream he glanced at her rack. Looking away as quickly as possible. Ever since she changed and came out to talk with Paul, she was soo angry and her chest heaved trying to calm down and get air. The 3 months were catching up fast, for the first time his room mate was not dating and available. His penis grew while she talked and he silently watched, staying bundled in his pants.

Trying his hardest to ignore his pants, he wanted to help Jenni more.
 
"So, he was lying to you? Is that really new for most guys? Especially the ones who want to get into your pants?" Paul asked, moving beside her on the sofa.

Jenni paused for a moment. "Well...he's the first I thought I loved, so I didn't want to believe he was lying." She silenced herself with another spoonful of ice cream, then glanced away, knowing how stupid she sounded. Running a hand through her thick mass of hair, she sighed.

"So, what are you going to do now? Sleep with his best friend to get back at him? Because I really don't think that works that well." laughing at the end, "All we really know, is he is a major dick. And doesn't deserve you if he is ignorant enough to go with an inexperienced 16 year old." Paul asked again, and this made her stop and think.

"I didn't really get that far, actually. But he's coming over in a day or two to pick up the stuff he left here. The stuff I bought him!" New anger bubbled up inside her as she remembered. All those gifts he just left here, he didn't really want them, just wanted to add insult to injury when he dumped her and came to pick them up. There was the t-shirt for his favorite band, the popcorn popper he had demanded for his birthday, all the CD's he said he wanted...Should she just throw them out?

Jenni glanced at Paul, whose gaze was kind and helpful, full of warmth. But was there something else, too? She didn't care, she wanted someone to talk to right now. She felt new tears brewing and just before they slid down her cheeks, she buried her face in his shoulder, the tears coming quickly.

"Paul I just have NO idea what to do!" she gasped around the sobs, her ice cream abandoned on the coffee table as she wrapped her arms around his neck, sniffling.
 
"you can box the stuff up and leave it at the front door of the dorm." Paul suggested, "knowing him he might make you feel a bit guilty and try to sleep with you again" Adding a bit heartless. "looking at you I wouldn't give it a second thought."

Jenni put down the ice cream and jumped to paul's shoulder. "whoah" Paul surprised. Feeling the ice-cream ooze on his shirt and musta been on Jenni's chest too. He didn't care about the ice-cream, and put an arm around her and held her close. Paul's mind wondered where the ice-cream hit on her shirt, but not sayi anything. Pulling the ice-cream out from in-between them he wrapped his othe hand around her.

Listening to her sniff and a few tears his his shoulder. "it's going to be ok, you can go out tomorrow and I will deal with him and let him out. I will make sure he doesn't steal anything from you." he tried to reassure her. Pulling Jenni up, he tried to make her more comfortable on his lap.

He definitely felt the wet, bit cold, of the ice cream in-between them. When they pulled away he couldn't help but laugh as Jenni's chest was soaking wet and my front was wet from the ice-cream. Looking at it and then to he face he wiped away a light fresh tear. 'wow your beautiful' he thought.
 
Jenni, suddenly a bit embarrassed, ducked her head as they pulled away. She had squished his ice cream and it was now covering both of their fronts.

"No, I want to be here. I don't want him to think I'm a spineless little baby." Then she couldn't help but laugh either as she took in the sight of the two of them. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry!" She giggled, grabbing a handful of tissues from the box on the table and dabbing at his shirt.

As she dabbed, she glanced up at Paul an noticed him looking at her. He was smiling and he wiped away a tear that had fallen a few moments before. She returned his smile, blushing, and then looked away, focusing once more on his shirt. "You might want to change," she commented, then looked down at herself. "And I guess I should too."

Jenni rose and extended a hand to help up Paul. Now she gave him a real hug, a thankful hug. "Thanks, Paul. I'm glad you were here." She pulled away and pecked his cheek before turning and retreating to her bedroom. This time, she was happier, felt lighter, and added a bit of a sway to her hips as she walked.

Before disappearing through the door, she turned, "I owe you, Paul. You're a great guy." Then she giggled and gave him a playful wink before shutting the door.
 
When she dabbed his shirt he chuckled saying "no you don't need to worry about that. It's not the worst thing that could happen". Smiling reasurring the her. He wanted to lick the ice-cream off her body, his mind going to bad places and only getting pulled back by her next comment to change their shirts.

"Uhhh yeah sure sounds good", It was obvious he wasnt listening. She helped him up and he let her go by, as she walked by she got on her tip toes and pecked him on the cheek, blushing lightly and his member sticking out, he hoped she didn't notice it when she leaned up. "thanks" he said about the kiss, a bit embarrassed.

Paul watched her sway and walk away, he could stop staring at her ass. Before she turned around to speak Paul took off his shirts and started to walk to his room looking back when she spoke. His cock was close to full mast, he kinda wished he didn't wear boxers for it to be a bit less noticeable.

"no problem, it's what roommates are for." smiling back at her. Opening and almost closing his door, he walked in and grabbed another shirt. Not paying attention outside of the room, he took off his shorts and stroked his 8" dick that musta been atleast 1" thick. "aww fuck" he muttered quietly to himself, feeling a little precum on the tip. He leaned down and plopped down on his bed, his eyes shut, slowly stroking it.

He couldn't do it for long he needed to go back to his roommate. Leaning halfway off his bed he grabbed a pair of underwear and slid those on, putting the same shorts on his adjusted himself and walked out to the living room.

"So, do we have an idea for dinner?" he said trying to find Jenni.
 
Jenni tried to ignore the lean body that turned to look at her as she spoke, but it was too hard. Paul had a beautiful build, even though it wasn't ripped and muscular, it was oddly graceful and smooth. She also tried to avoid eying his obvious boner, and mostly succeeded with that. Maybe her and Johnny ending it was a good thing...

She felt arousal begin in stir inside her and quickly thought of Johnny and his nasty words to cool herself off. She peeled off her shirt, standing in her spandex and bra as she searched for a t-shirt to slip into.

"So, do we have an idea for dinner?" Paul asked, his voice suddenly closer than just his room. She started to scramble for a shirt and grabbed an old cut-off that hardly covered her stomach and strained to stay on over her breasts. She pulled her door open and leaned against the door jam, thinking.

"We could just order pizza? The food in the dining hall won't be any good on a Friday night, the cooks slack off then." She commented, sashaying out to the living room and plopping down on the couch. She stretched out her long body, arms extending above her head so her shirt rode up to just below her bust line. It wasn't a big deal to Jenni, she figured he saw plenty of girls' stomachs at the beach or the pool, or just around campus.

"But, if you have other plans, then shoot." She sat up and ran a hand once more through her hair, meeting her roommate's eyes and those sudden feelings of arousal came flooding back. She crossed her legs and cleared her throat, glancing away.
 
"yeah pizza sounds good... Maybe this time I will get to eat something and not wear it... Though I bet it did match my outfit somewhat." Paul laughed and picked up his ice-cream and hers to return to the freezer. "have an idea what type of pizza? Since John is out of your life, you want to have the big sausage pizza?" Paul asked with a big joking grin on his face.

Glancing over to her as she streched, got an eyeful of flat stomach and the begining of a bra. He looked up and they met eye to eye, he tried to guess aha she was thinking. He was the first between them to look away and notice his mind was going to a dark place again, "So Uhhh who wants to call for the pizza? If you call, I'll pay" he said hopefully.

He plopped down on the couch by her feet, handing her the phone. Picking her feet and putting them on his lap he didn't pay attention on how close they were to his dick. Picking one of them up and starting to idolly message it as she called, making sure to stay quiet while she ordered.

When she finally finished, he kept messaging and said "I used to do this to my old girl friend's they enjoyed a message once and a while." Paul mentioned. He swapped feet and handed Jenni the remote, "find a good movie or something to watch." he wasn't sure where to go with the message, it usually went up and up their let's and some sexual feeling would get on... Both parties were happy by the end of the message/ordeal.
 
"Oh, Jesus, I'd love that sausage!" Jenni sighed, "Vegetarian...he's such a pussy." she scoffed. She relieved her stretch and nestled into the couch.

"So Uhhh who wants to call for the pizza? If you call, I'll pay" Paul offered, flopping down on the couch and taking her feet into his lap. He handed her the phone and she took it with a smile. Dialing the number of the local pizza joint, she said into the phone, "Hi, I'd like to place an order for delivery...one large sausage pie...apartment 44B, 969 Werthers Lane...thank you!"

She hung up and set the phone on the coffee table, relaxing into Paul's magical fingers. "Oh, wow, you are an amazing masseuse!" she sighed, groaning as he switched feet.

"I used to do this to my old girl friend's they enjoyed a massage once and a while." Paul said, handing her the remote, "find a good movie or something to watch.

"I'll bet they did!" she groaned again, rolling her head and then taking the remote, turning on the television. She flipped through some channels until landing on a movie from back in 2004. Troy! "Oh my god this movie is awesome! I used to be SUCH a mythology geek in high school." She wiggled her toes and settled in to watch Brad Pitt kill some Trojans and Orlando Bloom cry over his awful decisions.

She tried to quell the feelings, but each pinch of his fingers made a small burst of pleasure fly through her body, resting between her legs.
 
chuckling at her blatant disregard to her former boyfriend Paul started to actually enjoy himself. Leaning back, he watched the Troy movie. It was fairly close to the beginning, he turned to her responding "Oh? I haven't seen it." he said shrugging. He watched her enjoyment, either from his message or from the movie bringing back memories. Enjoying the look he went back to the movie.

Not even realizing, getting into the movie, his hands went up to her ankles, one leg at a time. After it finished one part instinctively it went higher. The movie just got to where Akilies invaded the Poseidon's chapel, where he realized he was reaching up her thigh area. Lightly coughing and taking his hands away, he mentioned, "If you move over here i will get your shoulders, neck, and back.

Positioning Jenni in-between his legs, he wasn't sure what she could feel of him down by her butt. He started with her neck, lightly messaging it, he enjoyed it probably as much as Jenni did. Paul's cock throbbed with want, need, but he focused on the movie and messaging. Getting to her shoulders he tried to rub them through the shirt, but couldn't get a good grip.

"We might need to take this shirt off if you want to continue the rub down." Paul said a bit hesitantly.
 
Jenni was fixed on the television as Achilles plundered the god's temple, slicing through numerous Trojans. It took her a moment to realize that Paul's hands were slowly creeping up her legs. His fingers were still massaging her, releasing all then tension that had built up in her muscles the past few days. After un-gluing her eyes once more from the television set, she noticed that his hands were edging into her thighs. This should've been uncomfortable, but it was oddly relaxing and a bit of a turn on...

He coughed and removed his hands, provoking her to stretch again, bringing her legs high and pointing her toes. She flexed for a few seconds before he offered, "If you move over here i will get your shoulders, neck, and back."

"Oh, that'd be great!" Jenni sighed, sliding between his legs she leaned against him a little, feeling something hard against her tailbone. She didn't say anything, but smiled a little to herself. She wasn't the only one who was a little excited by what was happening. Jenni felt herself becoming a little aroused once more and crossed her legs, clearing her throat as she tried to focus on the movie. Briseis was just brought to Achilles' tent, expecting the worst, but he took pity on her.

Jenni felt Paul try to get a good hold on her shoulders, but the t-shirt prevented it. "We might need to take this shirt off if you want to continue the rub down." he said, a bit hesitant. Jenni smiled and leaned away, slowly removing her cropped shirt and tossing it to the other end of the couch (bra: http://www.fredericks.com/Satin_Ruffle_Trim_Bra/46371,default,pd.html?cgid=br10 )

"Is this better?" she asked, leaning back and looking over her shoulder.
 
(haha I knew I spelt his name wrong > <)

Both of them were engrossed into the movie, more and more as the movie went on Paul liked it more and more. He felt her practically sitting on his hard-on, it twitched and he wasn't quite sure if he wanted to adjust it closer to her or farther... Missing the whole next scene by thinking of this and rubbing her shoulders.

"yeah, much better" he said with a mock smile. Jenni didn't know how much pain/pleasure he was in right now. Looking down her top, he looked at her cleavage, and his member twitched again. 'damnit' he thought going back to the shoulders. He was getting a much better grip, but he slid the shoulder straps down her arms and now getting to rub bare shoulders.

Paul's breathing got heavier as his hands roamed and caressed her back. Jenni could feel his breath on her neck. He lost all intrest in the movie, and watched her body, the curves and the bumps. His mind going crazy.

Jumping, getting startled by the buzzer being pushing, taking Paul a second to say "Ahh the pizza" he looked up to the tv, Achillies was fighting Helen's brother... 'how much did I miss?' Paul thought as he stood up, still behind Jenni and jumped over the back of the couch. He grabbed the money and got the door, paying the guy, he set the pizza down on the living room table.

Now Paul and Jenni were on their respective sides of the couch. He longed to feel her in his hands again, but thought it better this way. Grabbing a. Slice of pizza, both of them used the pizza box as a plate.
 
When she leaned her bare back against him again, his fingers were like magic. They danced over her shoulders and she fought the urge to moan. She felt his hot breath on her neck, fueling the fire that had started between her legs. Again she had to bite her lip and focus as hard as she could on the television.

Achilles had just called out Hector to avenge the killing of his cousin Patroclus while his wife and brother Paris watched in horror. She felt her bra straps being pushed to the side, causing her bra to slid down a tiny bit. She felt him twitch against her and smirked to herself, loving the affect she had on him.

Suddenly there was the sharp buzz of the doorbell and Jenni squealed, jumping slightly and causing her breasts to jiggle and shudder immensely. "Ahh the pizza" Paul observed, and Jenni turned to him, smiling, facing him in full.

"Yeah, I guess it is." she noticed his erection as he retrieved the pizza, but didn't comment as she nestled back into her side of the sofa. When the pizza was set before them, Jenni quickly tore off a large slice and bit into it hungrily, savoring the delicious taste of the sausage. "Mmmm... I almost forgot how delicious meat was!" she sighed, taking another bite before scooting towards the box to set down her slice.

This caused her to slide into Paul, shoulders pressed together. She didn't move. Jenni glanced at him,checking for signs of rejection, but obviously didn't see any. The movie had now reached the part where Priam sneaked into the Greek camp to beg Achilles for his son's body.

"Oh, I love this part! It's so sad!" She said, pushing against him slightly, bra straps still halfway down her upper arms.
 
"I can't believe he forced you to go vegetarian with him. I don't like mustard, but I can't force you not to have mustard. It seems that he just wanted to control you." Paul mentioned while taking a piece and eating it. Going back to the movie, he was a bit lost.

Their shoulders touched and they both snuggled a bit closer to each other. They ate and watched in quite joy. After having a 3 pieces Paul leaned back and soon Jenni followed. Putting his arm around her and angled her body towards him. His mind went somewhere else, somewhere enjoyable. Thinking to have the balls, to look her and get his want, his need. To make her feel wonderful, to make her feel like he really wanted to feel himself.

Paul rubbed her shoulder lightly as the movie came to an end. Jenni tried to pull away, but he didn't let her get up. Before she could ask, Paul whispered into her ear "Johnny was so lucky, and now I can help you get over it." his voice sounded hoarse it didn't really sound like Paul, it was lust filled. Paul took her hand lightly and guided it to his hard penis. "John wanted a 16 year old so he could finally feel a woman that felt tight to him, that appreciated his small, tiny dick. Not something I would have the problem with." Paul said a grin across his face.

Paul's index finger went under her bra cup and rubbed across her tit. Feeling her moving across her nipple, he circled her areola then rubbed her nipple again. In Paul's hoarse voice again, "I want to make you squeal like a pig.". Paul rubbed her hand up and down his member, showing her the full length.
 
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Jenni leaned back, nestling into his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her. Comfort and safety enveloped her, provoking a sigh as she closed her eyes for a moment. But there was another feeling stirring: pure lust. She wanted Paul, wanted him to take her and do his worst, to dominate, to penetrate...

She quickly suppressed those thoughts, jiggling her crossed legs. But those she realized, were only thoughts. Did she REALLY want him? It was so soon...then he felt his fingers stroking her bare shoulder, body pressing closer. She tried to pull gently away, suddenly longing for a brotherly figure, not a fuck buddy at the moment. His voice was suddenly in her ear, but it wasn't his voice, it was rough and...different..."Johnny was so lucky, and now I can help you get over it."

"Paul..." she stammered, turning away, but he grabbed her hand, pressed it to his hard, pulsing member. She winced, feeling how hard his weapon was and knowing fully well what he planned to do.

"John wanted a 16 year old so he could finally feel a woman that felt tight to him, that appreciated his small, tiny dick. Not something I would have the problem with." His voice continued to rasp into her ear, a grin spreading across his handsome face. She once more tried to remove her hand, but he held tight, starting to move her hand across his clothed shaft. It was huge.

His finger slid under her bra and felt around across her skin. "Paul..." she croaked again, his fingertip finding her nipple and rubbing it. She felt pleasure mixed with fear and horror flow through her. Confusion clouded her mind as her hand was forced back and forth, his pants soon strained.

"I want to make you squeal like a pig." Paul rasped again, getting more rough with his hands. She turned her face away, blankly watching the credits roll. Her mind was having its own debate.You want this! No I don't! He's so gorgeous! He's taking advantage of me! Look at him! Look away!
 
Paul heard Jenni's words, she called out for him. She moaned his name. At least that is what he thought. He casually looked at her body, seeing the twist and bumps of her skin. His cock twitched in her hand again, he wanted her badly.

Paul removed his finger from her nipple long enough to move her chin to face him. Looking at Jenni eye to eye, he kissed her lips. The kiss had lust, but there was a deeper, TLC kind of feeling to it. Paul ended it to just say "Its going to be alright." kissing her again, more of his passion and care was put into this new kiss. His hand went to back to her other tit, brushing and finding her nipple to just tease it.

Leaving her hand on his member, he slowly but forcefully ripped her body from his. Taking off his shirt, he kissed her lips again, a fleeting kiss. Pushing and pulling parts of her body, getting and forcing her on her hands and knees on the couch, her hands were on the arm rest. Paul's hoarse voice came out and said "dont you dare look at my cock. Its for your pussy only right now." not smiling, but he enjoyed this.

Pulling down her spandex and underwear in one fell swoop. Bunching both of them by her knees, Jenni could feel Paul's breath on her twat's lips. One of Paul's hands were on her ass, keeping it steady. "I bet Johnny was too much of a pussy to get down and dirty with your wetness." he said as he stuck two fingers inside. Pulling and pushing, while exploring her sex.

"Damn your tight." he groaned after pulling his fingers out and leaning up to feed them to her. While leaning forward he unclasped Jenni's bra and let it fall. getting back into position, Jenni could hear the zip of Paul's pants. Not too far after, she felt his cock head poke into her clit. Rubbing and poking the bead, he moved up, along the slit his dick slid, grinding it along her cunt. Poking the head into her pussy, he removed it and continued up, going to Jenni's pink star, he slapped it with his dick and then poked his head in.

Removing his penis again, he groaned and said "Beg for it, I know you want to, your pussy is soaked."

Smiling this time, he expertly did the same thing again and again until she was almost screaming for it. He continued to do it til her hips were shaking for the need. His hand on her ass making sure to keep it steady.
 
Jenni felt his hand move from her breast to her chin, pulling her face up to look her in the eye for a fleeting moment before he kissed her. The kiss felt oddly good, tongue probing her lips as he kissed her, making her heart beat faster. "Its going to be alright." Paul said before kissing her again. And slowly she parted her lips, letting his tongue slide into her mouth. She let him roam, still not sure what she wanted, while his hand fluttered back down to play with her nipple once more.

He removed his hand from atop hers on his groin, and she let it rest there, his hardness strangely comforting. He pushed away from her and tore his off before kissing her quickly once more. Then he got rougher. He pushed and pulled her this way and that to get her on her hands and knees. His voice was still the same croaking rasp as before, "dont you dare look at my cock. Its for your pussy only right now." She felt a whimper lodge itself in her throat as he positioned himself behind her.

Her shorts and panties were yanked down to her bent knees as she sat there, biting her lip and trembling. His breath was suddenly against her pussy lips. She whined as his hand slid to her ass, fear seizing her. He commented on Johnny and she gasped as his fingers entered her, probing and exploring. She whimpered again and tried to slide away, but he held her fast.

"Damn your tight." he moaned when he pulled his fingers out of her. Relief washed over her, if only for a moment. She had enjoyed the kissing, but this was too much. He then undid her bra and she scrambled to keep it pressed to her breasts, but it was gone in a flash. There was the sharp sound f a zipper and she saw his pants flutter to the ground only moments before his swollen head pressed against her pussy. He slapped his dick against her and she gasped again

But now, after feeling his cock, she knew what she had been missing. Johnny was pompus and annoying with his average, if not small cock. "Beg for it, I know you want to, your pussy is soaked." That's when she realized that she WAS wet. She DID want him.

"I...I want you, Paul. Put it in me, fuck me hard." And that's what he did. He slid into her wetness and pounded into her, his cock penetrating deeper and deeper, making her squeal and moan. She was on the verge of a scream and instead let out a long, low moan. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried, hips trembling as he slammed her g-spot. He kept her steady as he pushed, her throat tight with pleasure.
 
before paul even realized it he was groaning, his cock just slipped through Jenni's hot little pussy. He was fucking the girl of his misery, the girl that caused most of his lonely weekends. He wanted to get back at her, and having her moan out his name, and beg for him was sweet sweet revenge.

Straightening his back, and holding her ass cheeks in both his hands, he moved her slightly as he screwed her brains out. Getting better angles and finding her G-spot he poked it with his cock every thrust. His balls were slapping against Jenni's clitoris. "SMACK!" Paul's hand slapped against one of Jenni's cheeks, "SMACK!" the other one.

Not knowing how much longer his endurance would last. Cursing his 3 months of abstinence, Paul was used to screwing them til they came twice before he was ready to fill them up. Now, he wasnt sure if she would even cum before him. If her moans were any indication of how close, or how much she was enjoying it, it sounded like she was getting as close as he was.

"Your such a dirty slut, Jenni" he moaned as he continued to plow her from behind. "You just broke up with whats-his-name, and now your calling out mine." laughing to himself, he slapped both her ass cheeks again. Leaning forward and grabbing both of her arms, he pulled them to himself. Holding her up, as he fucked her senseless.

Finally reaching boiling point, Paul kept fucking until he was ready to burst. Letting go of her hands, Paul let Jenni plop down onto the couch. He put both his hands on her ass and slid in and out of her a few more times before holding her steady and taking his stick out. With his member in his hand he thrusts it about an inch deep into Jenni's butt hole. Spewing his load into her ass he groaned out, "damn you feel so good."

Falling back onto his butt he watched his cum ooze out of her ass. Smiling and lightly sticking a finger in and out, helping either stick more cum into her ass or letting it out. Feeling exhausted, yet more like himself... he groaned, and then looked at Jenni. "oh my god" he said lightly, "I am soooo sorry."

Leaning forward he noticed Jenni's eyes were shut, "uhh Jenni?" he asked, not getting a response he assumed the worse. Pulling up her spandex pants and panties, he lightly picked her up and walked her to her room. Setting her down he tucked her into bed, kissed her forehead, apologizing again he walked out.

Grabbing his clothes, he walked into his own room and shut the door. Sitting on the bed, he held his head in his hands and groaned "what did i do?". Fully knowing what he did, he laid down on his bed and fell asleep after more conflicting thoughts, not sure anymore of what to say or do with Jenni.

Last words before sleeping were "Maybe i should leave?..." pausing and then he was asleep.
 
She screamed and moaned and wailed, his cock so big and full of pleasure...he was an expert...his dirty words made her cry out again.

"Paaauuulll" she wailed, her ass jiggling and her tits bouncing as he fucked her mercilessly. He took hold of her arms and pulled her up so her back was arched and her head rested on his shoulder. Gasps and high moans escaped her pale lips as she was pounded, pleasure never ending.

Suddenly he dropped her, her upperbody flopping against the cushions as he started to slow his thrusts, giving a few hard, solid fucks until he pulled out of her. She was forced into a moment of questions, where's he going? Is he done with me? What...? but then she felt him against her ass, felt him pushing in harder, then he was suddenly totally engulfed in her butt. She started to moan, but was cut off by his massive load being emptied inside her.

She was suddenly exhausted, physically and emotionally, and all she could do was close her eyes and fall into what she thought was sleep, but really a short bought of unconsciousness. So Jenni didn't notice when her pants were pulled back up, being tucked into bed and kissed on the forehead, or even waking up in the middle of the night, whispering Paul's name, then drifting back to sleep.

She simply dreamed of him, his cock everywhere on her body, her naked body all over him, his mouth on hers, his mouth on her sex...it was a wild dream, nothing she could ever have even thought she was possible of dreaming...but she did.

The next morning she woke up, shirtless, bottoms all in disarray, and slightly confused. Still unsure of what totally happened, she pulled on a shirt and padded into the kitchen, cool air hardening her nipples. She grabbed a glass of orange juice then went back to her room to get some studying done for her exams the following week.
 
Paul had a restless night sleep also, but for a bit of a different reason than Jenni. He didn't dream of sleeping next to Jenni, he dreamed of some of the consequences of his actions. Police, court, jail, jail's showers, and pleasant warden visits flashed thoughout the dream. Finally waking, a word flashed through his mind quickly "rape".

Sitting up rubbed his head, he realized he was only wearing boxers. So putting on a shirt and shorts he left his room. Deep in thought he walked to the kitchen staring at the couch as he walked by. Grabbing a glass of water, downing it in 2 sips, he filled it up with more water. Hearing the door open for Jenni's room, he turned away quickly.

Hearing her come into the kitchen area, he scooted up onto the counter. Talking into his glass he said, "I am going to be taking a shower soon, I think I still might be sticky from the ice cream." chuckling lightly at what happened earlier the next day. Avoiding eye contact, he continued "So, if you want to use the bathroom first then feel you should beforehand."

He glanced at her chest and the erect nipples, the view from above was pretty good. Paul didn't get to touch them enough the day before. Looking up to her face he learned from being with her for such a long time, he knew when not to stare and when to be more respectful. Listening to her before he could comment again.

"do you know when John will be here to get here for his stuff?" he asked awkwardly before she could slink away into her room. "and do you want me to be here when that happens? He might want to do something nasty." suggesting (awkwardly again) wanting to help but not sure about their status from last night.

He didn't see her blush from her first look, or how weird she was. All he noticed was the nipples and he wanted to be more gentleman about it, or just ignore it. Watching her drink a sip of juice before turning, watching her ass sway back and forth as she walked to her room.

Finally getting up, he seemed to be oblivious of what Jenni could be feeling towards him. Going to his room, Paul grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom after he was sure Jenni would be done. Stepping into the shower he stood under the steady flow of water he turned up the heat, it helped him forget and enjoy the shower.

After a few minutes, or what seemed like minutes to him. He prepared to soap up his loofa and wash his body.
 
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