PAUL LOVES ROSE–PART 3

CHAPTER 5

We had a wonderful time at the cookout. Rose and I rocked slowly in the hammock for more than an hour until it was time for lunch. After that I decided it was time to play ball with Eric. I pulled my glove from the truck and threw with him until he tired. Rose and I teamed up for horseshoes, beating our parents three times before throwing a game to Eric and Mary. Eric, at thirteen, was a year older than Mary. They liked each other, but I doubted that they’d ever love each other the way Rose and I did. I helped to cook the steaks for dinner then Rose and I were dismissed. We were free to go for our date.

Rose opted for miniature golf so we brought Eric and Mary with us. It was a tight squeeze in the truck, but we made it work. I paid for ice cream sundaes after, then we took them home; Rose and I headed for the beach. We found several others around a bonfire. They were all kids like us who we knew either from school or the neighborhood. We said our “hello’s” then walked down the beach for some privacy, although I still had no idea what to do about Rose’s screaming.

We stripped each other then lay down to hold and touch each other. We were there more than a half hour when Rose shifted position, moving down to take my cock into her mouth. “Oh no–only if I get to take care of you, too.” I pulled her around until we were in the classic “69” position. My tongue found her wet and hot. Juice gushed from within her fountain. Rose’s tongue and lips found my organ hard and oozing pre-cum at a fantastic rate. Seconds later we were into each other as never before—as starving people at a grand feast. I licked Rose’s silky thighs, marveling that anything could be so soft and smooth. When I reached her labia I combined licking with sucking and nibbling. I could feel her react on my cock. My hands found her firm breasts and her hard wrinkled nipples as my tongue entered her. Her body thrashed on mine. Only a hand, quickly moved to one of her ass cheeks, held her in place.

Rose had begun at my tip slowly and carefully licking the oozing pre-cum from my urethra. She then licked around the head several times before engulfing my organ with her mouth and sucking for all she was worth. Her mouth fucked me just as my tongue fucked her. We kept it up for more than ten minutes until I sucked her clit into my mouth. I could feel the spasm running through her body. It went on and on for almost a minute. I could only assume she was experiencing one orgasm after another. Her scream began just as I came, flooding her mouth with semen. It was the only thing we’d done so far that had silenced her. Finally, it abated and we lay still. I pulled her up to hold and caress her face. “I love you so much, Rose…more than I could ever tell you.” I looked into her face to see that she was out cold. I shook her gently until she stirred. We kissed and dressed then walked back to the fire. We sat and chatted with our friends; half an hour later we went home. I took Rose to my house where we cleaned up and watched some TV before I took her home. Both families were still there so I grabbed a beer and we joined them in the back yard. The party ended around one.

School was hectic once Memorial Day passed. Rose and I were both enrolled in college-prep level courses which meant we would take special exams developed by the New York State Board of Regents, more commonly known as “Regents Exams.” There was tight security on the exams and everyone in the state had to take them at the same time. As a junior I’d have a heavy load—English, Spanish 3, American History, Chemistry, and Advanced Algebra. As a Freshman Rose would only have to deal with Elementary Algebra and Biology; she was in an advanced level program in science.

We were both excellent students, near the top of our classes. Her dad was a PhD physicist; mine was a PhD biologist. They had extremely high expectations for us. We studied like crazy, but still found time for each other. We were always careful to use a condom. Neither of us wanted to create a problem and our religious beliefs meant that an abortion was out of the question. Also, I loved Rose so much that I’d never want her to be hurt or embarrassed. We finished the year strongly. I had an average of 94.3; Rose earned a 94.7. I started work at the golf course the following day.

I was really busy between the golf course and my lawn mowing business. Mr. Gentile taught me how to use the tractor mowers, how to mow the greens, and to use insecticides. In fact, I’d take the state applicators license test and pass it by mid-summer. It was a breeze after taking a full year of chemistry. As time passed my work hours were increased so I passed half of my customers off to Brian. I kept those in my immediate neighborhood and, because Brian used my mower, gas, and tools, he paid me a dollar per lawn. I also took any complaints because they were my customers and I was responsible. Fortunately, Brian was also responsible so complaints were few.

Mr. Gentile had given me Sunday and Monday as days off. I spent most of Sunday with Rose, first at church and later most days at the beach. We made love almost every night. I went through condoms by the dozen. Then, one night in early August, I got a surprise. We were on the beach and I reached for one. “No, Paul—you won’t need one, not any more. I talked Mom into letting me get the birth control pill. I’ve been on it for a month. Now we can really feel each other. Isn’t that great?”

“Yeah, but it also means that your mom and dad know what we’re doing so my parents know, too. I think I’m about to be killed.”

“No you won’t, Paul; both our moms have known for more than two months. Mine guessed after that first night you came in with me back in May. Remember how glassy-eyed I was when I went into the bathroom? We had a long chat once school was out. She had already made the appointment for my gynecologist. She swore me to secrecy until tonight so it would be a real surprise. Of course, your mom knows, but I know my dad doesn’t. Mom said he wouldn’t understand. He still thinks of me as a little girl. Isn’t that funny—someone who wears a 34-C bra a little girl? I can barely wear a C-cup any more. I think Mom will buy me some D’s once school starts again. Oh, Paul I’m so sorry. All I’m doing is talking when both of us want to do something else. I guess I’m just nervous.”

I silenced her with a quick kiss and whispered, “I’m sure I’m just as nervous as you are besides I love to listen to your voice…even when you aren’t making any sense.” Rose waited a second before she began to giggle. It wasn’t long before I joined her and the two of us were laughing like crazy. Somehow we managed to undress each other while we laughed.

“Paul, can we do it some different way?”

“What would you like to do?”

“How do animals do it?”

I’m pretty sure that’s called ‘doggie’ for obvious reasons. You need to be on hands and knees facing away from me. I’m sure this would be a lot better on a bed, but that’s out of the question for now. Tell me if the rocks hurt your knees, okay?”

“I promise, but I just remembered something else my mom told me. She’s a screamer like me, but she doesn’t have orgasm after orgasm like I do. She told me I was really lucky, but I already knew that. I’m lucky to have you, especially after thinking you were my cousin all those years.”

“I don’t want to start an argument, especially as we’re about to make love, but I think I’m incredibly lucky. Not only are you gorgeous and brilliant, but you’re sexy as hell and your body…. Well, just let me tell you how many guys at school would have tried to maul your breasts if I hadn’t threatened to beat the living hell out of them.”

Rose turned to face me. “Did you really do that, Paul?”

“More times than I care to admit, but now everyone knows you’re taken. Only a fool would touch you now. Even idiotic Ryan knows better than to even open his big mouth. So, why are we still talking?” I rubbed my naked cock into her slit. It was a new and foreign experience for both of us. I leaned forward to hold Rose, the person I loved most as my rock-hard erection slid into her. It took a bit of effort, but within fifteen seconds my balls swung against her abdomen.

“Mind if I try something else new, Rose? I read about this in the Playboy Advisor, too.” I moistened my index finger in her slit and rubbed it into her puckered anus.

“Ohhhhhhh, Paul I never thought you’d do anything there.”

“If what I read was accurate you have many more nerve endings there than in your pussy and we both know how you react to that being stimulated. Shall I push my finger in?”

“It felt pretty good when you touched it, but I don’t think I’m quite ready. Are you angry with me?”

I leaned forward to kiss her ear. That always tickled her. “I’m not angry, darling. I never want to do anything you’re not comfortable with. Now, shall we see how this works out?” I placed one hand on each breast and thrust into Rose with increasing pace and intensity. My fingers worried her sensitive areolas and her hardened nipples as my cock moved into and out of her. I had to admit—feeling her on my skin was nothing less than fantastic. The heat…the wetness…the grip of her muscles on me were beyond comparison.

My abdomen picked up the tiny vibrations of her orgasm through my contact with her butt. The terms “vaginal orgasm” and “multi-orgasmic” were foreign to me, but if there were ever pictures next to them in the dictionary they would be of Rose. She once told me that she had counted twelve separate orgasms during one of our couplings. Another time she described only one that lasted more than ten minutes and increased in intensity, ending only when I had cum.

Now I was actually going to cum within her and it was going to be sooner rather than later. I reached for her clit just as I blew my first thick rope of semen into her. “Oh Paul—I can feel it. It’s so hot and there’s so much of it.” I collapsed onto her back, my arms around her waist holding us closely until I realized something was wrong.

“Rose, what happened? Why didn’t you scream?”

“I did, but this blocked it.” She showed me a small hand towel that had been rolled into a cylinder. “It’s a secret my mom showed me. I stuffed it into my mouth just before I felt it.”

“I don’t know. I kind of liked the scream. I always knew I’d done well by you.”

“Paul, darling, you never have to worry about that. I thought I knew what an orgasm was from when I masturbated, but I was wrong. There’s nothing like the ones you give me.”

I pulled her back to me and we lay on the blanket for more than an hour. Rose had played with my slimy cock the entire time and, naturally, it responded. I had been hard for more than fifteen minutes when Rose decided she needed me again. Up she went to straddle me. Her hand guided me to her. I watched myself disappear into her slender body. Rose carefully placed the towel by my head as she began to rock. I reflected on how far she had come in only five months. She had gone from a demure virgin to a sexual animal who wasn’t the least bit hesitant to act on her needs and desires.

I moved up for a kiss, grappling her breasts and squeezing them firmly as we moved toward our orgasms. I had been surprised to learn how rough Rose liked her sex. She loved having her nipples grabbed and twisted and even bitten. Along the same vein she loved my teeth on her sensitive clit. Of course, we both knew I’d never hurt her, but a little pain made the whole experience so much more enjoyable and so much more intense for her.

Tonight was no exception; I worked her nipples with my fingers until she leaned forward, her intentions perfectly clear—bite me! She came so hard I could actually feel her squirt onto my body. It exploded from her like a fire hose, running off my body onto the blanket.