Chapter 2
I don't know how long we sat there, Paula, softly crying against my shoulder and me, gently rubbing her back and marvelling at her soft smooth skin. I do know that in my case, the nature of the situation began to interfere with my thinking. I grew aroused again and suddenly Paula realised that the hard object that was pressing between us was part of my body. Her whimpers slowed and stopped, but she didn't move.
Then she pulled her head back far enough that she could stare into my eyes. Her face was red and tear stained, but she was so beautiful that it was breathtaking. A tiny frown flicked across her face, then disappeared.
"You said you wanted a girlfriend, right?" She asked quietly.
All I could do was nod, for some reason my tongue wouldn't work. I suppose it was because I was certain that she had decided that she didn't want anything more to do with me. I was afraid that if I spoke she'd confirm my suspicions.
Then she made my heart leap.
"Will I do?" She whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.
"Yes!" I said loudly, barely taking the time to say the word before I crushed her body to mine and claimed my new girlfriend's lips with my own.
Several minutes later, when we came up for air, her face bore the most delightful smile I'd ever seen. She was giggling softly again and her hand slid down between us to gently touch my hard-on.
"I think I just found a claim stake." She snickered. "Since you want a girlfriend, do you want to stake your claim? Again?"
"But what about . . .?" I paused. "Aren't you worried that . . .?"
"Shh." She shushed me, lifting her other hand to touch a finger to my lips. "My boyfriend will never have to worry about that."
"But?"
"No buts. I'm in charge of my body, okay?"
"Well, if you say so, but I thought . . ."
"Don't think." She giggled. "You think much too much sometimes."
"But damn it, I want to act responsibly. I don't want to cause you any pain or suffering."
"Honey bunch, I hate to tell you this but you're human and so am I. No two humans have ever gotten into a relationship without one of them causing the other one pain in some way. Now, I'm still full of sperm from the first time we made love and I don't think having you put a little more in there is going to hurt one iota. So, do you wanna?" Her face had gone serious, but changed to a grin as she spoke.
"Of course I wanna." I couldn't help grinning back at her.
"Good." She crowed. "Now, as the claimee, I'd like to have you lie back, please, then I can drive the stake myself."
"Pardon?"
"On your back, boyfriend." She grinned and pushed both hands gently against my chest. "If I'm going to be your girlfriend, I want you to understand that this relationship had better be based on mutual equivalence right from the start. That means I'm demanding equal time on top."
I just reached out and held her as I fell back, pulling her body on top of mine. Then because I was holding her close, my lips found hers and I kissed her once more. Even though my kiss was strong and passionate, in only moments she had her way and was moving above me as I lay back and admired the beauty of her body with both my eyes and my hands.
If someone had come upon us as we lay there, we would have made a rather erotic scene; a beautiful nude young woman astride a thin and gangly, nearly nude youth whose hands caressed and massaged her lovely body as she rode above him. Her desire was so strong and so obvious that it overpowered every other sense and you could see the overwhelming need in her expression, in her movement, even in her posture.
I think the view of her passion wracked face and her flying auburn hair was burned into my mind in an instant and will reside in my memories forever. I have never seen a sight that I treasure more. At that moment she accepted my claim upon her and established her claim upon me in a prehistoric, perhaps even prehuman celebration of desire. In that brief instant, the rest of the world simply didn't exist for either of us. We were alone in our own universe, our own time, our own place. We existed only for each other.
How long that here and now of ecstatic existence lasted, I don't know. I think both of us passed instantly from the delight and rapture of orgasm into the peace and fulfilment of satisfaction and with it the surcease of a brief, but peaceful sleep.
We might have lain there forever in peaceful slumber, gently entangled in each other's arms, but for nature sending a cloud between us and the sun and gently rousing us with a soft mist of falling rain.
Paula roused with a surprised squawk and I lay there and watched in delight as she instantly roused, then ricocheted about, gathering scattered clothing to do a reverse strip tease as she danced in the falling mist of spring rain. I simply lay there, chuckling in delight, ignoring the rainfall, my mind too involved with the delight of her presence.
"Are you just going to lay there and get wet?" She demanded as she tucked her blouse into her skirt in a final act of covering her body from the elements.
"Well, actually my back is still dry." I grinned at her. "If I sit up, it'll get wet too."
She stared at me in surprise, and then to my delight, she broke into laughter and dove down to cover my body with hers.
"Then I'm going to rub my wet body on you." She giggled, between short kisses that covered my face from top to bottom and side to side.
"Well, as hot as you've been today, I'm surprised that the rain is even hitting your skin. I'd have expected it to evaporate from the sheer energy you've been radiating."
She paused and looked down at me, her dancing green eyes twinkling as her face twisted into a grin."You haven't exactly been lazy yourself, but you are now. We need to get up and get going. We have to clean up and I need to tend your wounds, then we need to pick up our packs from the art instructor's office. After that, we need to decide whose bed we're going to use for the rest of the weekend."
I just stared at her for a minute, then sighed. "Did I hear you right, you want to sleep with me all weekend long?"
"Of course! If I'm your girlfriend, then I want to spend as many of my nights as possible with you, although I'm not sure how much I'll let you sleep." She giggled. "Oh, we have to go to a drugstore too. I'm going to need to see if I can buy something so we won't get too sore when we rub our sexy bits and pieces together because I plan on doing it a whole bunch."
"Are you insatiable?" I laughed softly.
"Possibly." She giggled, then rolled away and grabbed my hand. "Up! On your feet. We have to do things. Just look at you, bleeding from your wounds, covered in grass stains from rolling around in this field, smelling like you've had sex all day, what a mess! And just look at your clothes, your shirt is all ripped and your pants are rumpled and stained. How am I going to take you home to see Mom looking like that?"
"Your mother?" I said quietly as I sat up and stared into her face.
"Yes, my mother." She giggled. "I want to brag about the fact that I found myself a man."
"But I . . ." My tongue failed me.
"Hey, don't worry about Mom. She dotes on me and she'll love you." She pulled on my hands again. "Come on, up and at 'em, big boy. We've got places to go and things to do."
Somehow I got to my feet and managed to pull my pants back up where they belonged, then I had to show Paula how to get out of the clearing and back out onto the campus. When we got to the jogging trail, I paused.
"If we go this way, " I pointed. "We can go to the residences and I can change my clothes, then the health centre is just a few steps away. But, if we go the other way we can pick up our packs and . . ."
"Residence please." She grinned. "At this time of day I can come up to your room and no one will say anything. Do you have a roommate?"
"Unh, yeah, I do. Since it's Friday afternoon though, he'll be gone for the weekend. Why?"
"Mmm, which residence are you in? Does your room have a shower of it's own, or is it in one of the older buildings with communal showers on each floor?"
"Unh, it's one of the new residences so we have a tiny shower of our own. Since you said I smell, I was thinking of using it. Want to join me?" I managed to say without tripping over my tongue, somehow now that we weren't in my little glade, I was feeling shy again.
"Of course I want to shower with you." She crowed. "Why else do you think I asked?"
Can you say 'relief?' That's what I felt and it began to sink in that I didn't need to be as shy with her as I was. In fact as we walked had in hand down the jogging trail, I allowed myself to grow bolder and swung my hand free, then around her shoulders. She leaned into me and I swear she purred.
"Mmmm." Her voice rumbled through her flesh and into mine. "I like having a boyfriend. It feels wonderful."
"Probably about one tenth as good as it feels for me to have you for a girlfriend." I murmured, feeling my face glow with a blush as I said it.
"Don't be so sure." She giggled.
"I think we should we detour somewhere so I can buy condoms." I grinned.
It was a moment before she spoke and she surprised me by what she said.
"Lets not even talk about that today please." She said quietly. "For today at least, I want it to me you and me with nothing else. I want you to feel what you should, not some silly piece of plastic."
"But what about . . .?"
"CLYDE! Shut up!" She barked, then giggled, which took the sting out of her bark.
"Eww, I like that." She giggled and spun in front of me to look into my face. "I'm going to be able to call you CJ all the time, but when I'm pissed off, you'll know it."
"You mean when you're angry, you plan on calling me Clyde?"
"I don't think it'll be planned so much as it's just going to happen." She snickered. "For instance, I didn't plan on it just now. It just came out."
"Well, then I guess I'll try twice as hard not to piss you off." I sighed. "I hate that name."
"So, change it."
"And have Mom shoot me, no thanks." I managed a smile. "I was named after her grandfather."
We were still discussing family names when we got to the residences and went up to my room on the top floor. As I'd expected, there was a note sitting on my desk telling me that David had gone home for the weekend and that he would see Monday night.
"Ooh! I get three nights." Paula grinned as she read the note too.
"If you do, we aren't going to be able to walk by Monday." I laughed. "Now, shower? Or bed?"
"Both!" She laughed loudly. "But first I need the bathroom for other things. Then let's shower first. By the way, I love your room, since it faces the woods, no one can see in, not unless they're fifty feet up a Fir tree."
"You weren't shy about taking your clothes off outside." I grinned as I scooped her into my arms and hugged her.
"I was too busy seducing you to worry about it." She laughed. "Now, let me down, I have to run, or I'll pee all over your floor."
I just laughed and let her run off, then I decided to straighten up a bit, after all the room was lived in by two guys and we weren't exactly the best housekeepers. I was still at it when she came out of the bathroom stark naked and she snorted as soon as she saw what I was doing.
"I guess I don't have to tell you that it's a bit messy in here, do I?" She giggled. "One thing I'm going to insist on is that we just have to clean your bathroom. Someone shaved in the sink, then didn't bother cleaning up and I think you guys need a toilet brush."
"Sorry." I grinned sheepishly. "Please forgive us, we're guys and cleaning up is well down toward the bottom of our list of essential occupations."
"Well, I cleaned the shower stall, but before we use it, how bad are the sheets on your bed? I don't think we want to have to change those once we get into the mood to use it."
"I'm in the mood now." I grinned at her. "There's this beautiful redhead flaunting her boobs and butt at me and I can hardly resist the urge."
She stopped short and her face took on a strange look as if I'd hit a switch of some sort.
"Do you really think I'm pretty?" She whispered.
"Nope, you're not just pretty, you are drop dead gorgeous."
"Perhaps the shower can wait." She sighed and then she was in my arms.
We didn't change the sheets on the bed, we didn't clean up, we didn't even shower. At least not for a while, instead we made love again, but this time both of us were fully nude and we were actually in a bed. That's one more memory I want to hold forever.
The sight of Paula with her hair spread wide on the pillow and her eyes twinkling in good humour as she drew her knees wide was almost too much for me. I want to love her, to be inside her and yet I simply wanted to watch her, to create a picture of her in my mind to hold close to my heart forever. Not only was she my very first lover, but she was my first in so many ways. At that moment she was everything to me and I couldn't see myself at any time wanting anyone else.
I approached the bed and knelt on it, then I knee walked forward until I loomed over her and knelt between her wide spread thighs.
"I think I see something I want." She said laughing softly.
"I know I do." I grinned, then leaned forward and dropped my hands to the bed on either side of her chest. "I want to taste those cherries to start with."
"Cherries? I don't have any of those anymore." She giggled. "I lost the only one I had out in the grass somewhere."
"Well, maybe they aren't cherries then, but they look nice and round and ripe. I think I'd better taste them and see just what they are." I whispered, lowering my head slowly and suckling on first one nipple, then the other.
"Ohh, ohhh, Ohhhh!" She murmured softly, squirming gently as I nuzzled and suckled.
I lifted my head, then kissed her lips before I spoke again.
"Are you sure they aren't cherries? They sure are tasty, whatever they are."
"Well, Honey, if you want to nibble on those as an appetiser, I'll cooperate almost any time."
"Mmm, thanks." I grinned down at her then slowly shifted my hips down and forward until I was rubbing my glans along her vulva. "And what if I do this?"
"Then I'll do this." She sighed and rolled her hips upward so that any further movement would result in penetration.
"Oh, that's an interesting sensation, perhaps in the interest of science, I should delve into it further?"
"I knew you had to be a scientist in some way." She sighed softly. "Now, could we get on with the experiment, please?"
I pressed on and she moaned softly, then sighed as I paused and pulled back slightly. In a long slow motion, I slid deep and she moaned loudly.
"Oh yeah." She gasped. "Do it again."
I pulled back and paused, then thrust deeply, paused, somehow, she managed to applaud each action, either verbally, or with an action of her own. That set my pace for several minutes, until I knew that I simply couldn't take it any more. I pushed deep inside her warm moist velvety smooth depth and held myself perfectly still as her body pulsed unevenly, her eyes fluttered as I paused and her gaze swung to meet mine.
"I need to . . ." I started to say.
"Don't tell me. Just do it." She snapped, surprising me into motion.
Both of us began to move frenziedly, our bodies frenetic in our mutual arousal. Then her hips lifted and her body arched, she squawked softly, her breath forced from her body as it tightened in every way. I was aware of each and every muscle in her face, then her head arched backward as her body surged even tighter and she vibrated in orgasm.
My climax came in an instant, a millisecond after hers and as I thrust hard in an effort to deposit my sperm deeply inside her, the temporary rigour of her body seemed to attempt to repulse my intrusion.
And yet, it felt so good, so wonderful. That brief instant of release became another snapshot of our mutual passion.
Then both of us relaxed, sighed, lay panting in joint satisfaction.
Perspiration seemed to flow from me and I felt almost dizzy in my need for air as my lungs pumped hysterically, yet I was sated, replete, satisfied. I no longer had the strength to hold my body from crushing hers and I slowly collapsed, yet somehow I found the energy for one brief instant to fall to one side and not fully upon her.
My head turned toward hers and she was wearing a smile of gratification, yet I think my face matched hers. Panting softly, we were unable to move, unable to speak and yet our eyes expressed our delight and our satisfaction. Long moments passed and I felt a chill though I knew the room was warm, but I didn't want to move. I wanted this feeling to last forever.
Finally the combination of chilliness, along with the sensations of bodily needs drove both of us to shift, to move and she smiled at me so sweetly.
"I could sleep, you know," she whispered, "except I feel a bit chilly."
"There's a blanket at my feet, but I think I'm too tired to move." I answered with a matching smile.
"Please?"
So I found the energy somewhere and as I pulled it over us, then lay back at her side and took her into my arms, she made it worth my trouble with a kiss and a hug that warmed me to the core. Then we lay in each others arms and fell into a gentle slumber.
I awakened to tickling fingers on my skin and dancing blue-green eyes staring into mine.
"I have to get up and you're holding me here." Paula whispered softly. "If I don't move soon, the whole bed will be wet."
I had to laugh, but even as I laughed, I let her free. She clambered over my body frantically, then ran giggling to the bathroom and didn't even bother to close the door. The sound of her tinkling relief sank into my ears and in an instant, my body made its own demand for relief.
"Don't waste time in there." I ordered. "The sound of running water is too darn suggestive."
Her giggle answered me, then I heard the rumble of the paper roll.
"The seat is free." She announced softly.
The urge for relief was so strong that I never even thought about her still being in the room until I had lifted the seat and was standing there with the flow at full stream, then I glanced over and saw her watching in fascination.
"Wow." She whispered softly, then surprised me by hugging close to my side and kissing my upper arm. "Thanks, I've never seen a guy do that."
"I must really trust you." I replied. "I've never done this with anyone, not even another guy."
"Wow." Her eyes flicked up to mine, then back down as I shook my pecker gently. "I don't think I want to get into water sports, but you can watch me sometime, if you want. It'd only be fair."
"Unh, would you be offended if I don't?" I tried to sound apologetic. "It's just that, somehow it's sort of . . ."
"Yeah, I know." She giggled. "Now that I've seen it once, it's rather passe for me too."
Then as I turned, she slipped into my arms and hugged me. Suddenly both of us pulled back and I suppose my nose wrinkled almost as much as hers did.
"We need a shower." I grinned.
"Oh yeah." Her giggle matched my chuckle and we moved in unison toward the shower stall.
Before that moment, when I thought of showering with a woman, I had visions of blowjobs and sex while standing up, but the University hadn't installed shower stalls that were meant for that sort of pleasure. In fact, with two bodies in that stall at once, we had a hard time even washing each other.
It was still fun, but there simply wasn't room to easily do any of the more erotic things I had dreamed of. After washing, then tickling and teasing each other in the falling water, we finally decamped from the shower stall and dried each other, using every towel I had. Paula's hair alone took three towels to dry. When we were done drying it as well as we could, she swore that she was going to buy a shower cap just to keep in my room for 'emergencies,' which made me happy because that meant she planned on showering with me again.
We were nude and she was sitting on my lap when my stomach rumbled, making her giggle.
"You too huh?" She snorted. "I could eat a horse right about now."
"Well, I don't think the caf' is allowed to sell horse meat, but they might have burgers. You could pretend there was horse meat in those." I teased.
"Eww." She frowned at me. "Don't even suggest it. What a horrid thought. That's gross!"
I just chuckled and hugged her tight. "I do think we should go eat something and we need to do a whole lot of other things."
She agreed and we discussed what we needed to do, then started to get dressed because we had to hurry. That's when she picked up her clothing and her nose wrinkled.
"Oh my, I thought perhaps you were exaggerating things when you stuck your nose in the air in the bathroom, but if I smelled as bad as these clothes, I don't see how you could even be in bed with me." She announced. "How am I going to wear this stuff when it stinks so bad?"
In the long run, she decided that she could wear the skirt, but she borrowed a sweat shirt from me, then went braless and panty free. She did try on a clean pair of my shorts, but couldn't stand the way they felt against her skin. The clothing issue changed all of our plans since she really didn't want to spend much time in public dressed the way she was.
She borrowed my phone and called her mother to warn her that she was bringing a guest home with her, then we hurried across campus to the office of the prof who had all of our books. We just made it there before the prof's secretary closed up the office for the weekend and the secretary smiled widely when she saw us together. I suppose the prof had told her what had happened in his class earlier in the day.
After that, I let Paula lead me the few blocks to her home, but my heart was in my throat every step of the way because I was going to meet her mother. I was terrible at meeting people and despite Paula's assurances that her mother was going to like me, I grew more and more apprehensive every step of the way. Meeting anyone new was bad enough, but the idea of meeting her mother terrified me.