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An army is one man's courage and a thousand men's discipline   

"Oh! Pay up, pay up," Opal called out.

"Damn," bitched Rio. "I keep hoping my boy

Zane will develop some standards, but oh, well."

"They were betting on you bringing me back for

sex?" Paige whispered, but her desire was glowing bright. I shook my head
and chuckled.

"Don't worry about it; I still see you as a whirling

vortex of passionate lust," I assured her.

We passed around the Chinese screens that separated my area

from the rest of the floor and I was relieved to see everyone but Barbie Lynn
had left, and Barbie had curled up on the near side of the bed and was still
asleep. As we moved around the bed, Paige's resolve began to falter.

"Sit down, let's talk," I said softly. Paige was

clearly confused.

"The most powerful tool in sex is the brain," I

continued. "I want to know you a little better first."

"I should be great at this," she replied.

"How many boys have you kissed?" I asked as we sat

down. She looked surprised by the question.

"Two," was her curt response. "Zane, I want

you to take my virginity." Now it was my turn to be surprised, but I was
only put off for a moment.

"Tell me about those two times," I persisted.

Paige had started tugging her shirt out from her skirt and was clearly not
pleased with my request.

"Zane, didn't you hear me? I want you to pop my cherry,

break me in, fuck my cunt, whatever you want to call it," she told me.

"Yes," I nodded, "and I'm looking forward to

that, but answer the question please."

"I, I've been kissed by two boys, one kiss per

boy," she replied, but I could tell there was more to it.

"Do I have to play twenty questions with you?" I

gave an exasperated sigh. Paige flushed with anger.

"Fine, damn it," she growled. "The first boy,

I paid to kiss me on the lips. He did so, and he looked at me like he wanted to
throw up." That looked like it hurt her to admit.

"The second time, it was a joke, a dare. I closed my

eyes, he kissed me on the lips, and then I heard the applause. They
congratulated him for kissing the freak," she recited with anguish.
"They laughed at me while I ran away." She looked furious and
miserable at the same time.

I tilted her head up toward me. I let my first kiss barely

brush her lips. I let her study my reaction, and then I kissed her again.

The third kiss pressed our lips together, and on the fourth,

our tongues touched. The fifth saw her wrap her arms around me and hold me
tight for nearly a minute. She was panting for breath when we came up for air.
I used that moment to pick her up and place us both farther into the bed.

"Eep!" she exclaimed, then she started to giggle.

I straddled her and dove in to nibble her neck. Paige beat at my chest with her
fists but couldn't stop laughing. "That tickles!" We fell back into
kissing for a while; Paige didn't need to rush into sex despite her declared
desires. "Shouldn't we take our clothes off?"

I responded to that by sitting up, grabbing her shirt in

both hands over the breasts, and ripping it open. Buttons went flying
everywhere and Paige's eyes expressed her shock. I reached for her bra but
Paige's hands flew to mine.

"Wait," she gasped. "It unsnaps from the

front." I even let her open the bra for me, exposing her ghostly breasts
and pale pink areolas and nipples.

I shifted down Paige's body and latched my lips to her left

breast, causing her to cry out in pleasure.

"Oh, damn," she purred, "this is so much

better in real life." I wasn't sure I knew what that meant, or that I even
wanted to know.

I feasted on each nipple and breast in turn until they were

fully engorged and bright, rosy pink from my attention. She'd spread her legs
wide open and was humping her hips up against me. I pulled away long enough to
get my shirt off before descending on her for kisses once more. In the midst of
that, we rolled over where she grabbed me by the side of the head and covered
my face with butterfly kisses.

"I've always wanted to do that," she beamed pure

joy at me. I moved my hands down her ribs, waist, and hips until I was able to
pull up her skirt and grab her ass. Paige aggressively humped me in response,
smiling at me and breathing heavy. Without any urging, Paige pushed up my body
until she dangled her breast against my lips.

I greedily sucked one in, teasing her nipple with my teeth.

Paige yelped but followed me down without comment, cradling my head into her
chest and rocking me back and forth.

"Careful, Honey, he's addictive," Barbie Lynn

sleepily intervened.

"He's going to take my virginity," Paige exulted.

"Is he now?" she grinned at me.

"She's asked; I'm considering it, but I want to know

she's really ready for it first," I mumbled back between mouthfuls of tit.

"Wait," she panted, "you promised me."

"Paige, Rule #7 for guys: when sex is involved, we

lie," I informed her.

"Oh, what lie did you tell Barbie Lynn?" Paige

inquired.

"He forces me to orgasm so he can bask in my

post-orgasmic bliss," Barbie Lynn sighed dreamily.

"Besides," I said, as I ran my hands through her

fine white hair and tucked a few locks behind her ears, "I am not saying
we won't do it, but you are an incredibly tough read and we aren't going to do
something I don't think you need."

"How come you get to decide?" Paige sounded annoyed.

"I'm the only guy you've approached who you didn't find

on an escort service website; we are in my bed; and, oh, yeah, I've had sex
hundreds of times and you are in all ways a virgin," I listed off the
reasons. "Paige, you only get to do this 'first time' once, and I would
like it to be something you love and want to do again and again."

"Well, I know what I want. I am in your bed and you're

half-naked already," she emphasized by grinding her pelvis into me.
"I'm also on top and I don't think you can get rid of me that
easily."

"This one is a little firecracker," Barbie Lynn

chuckled.

"She's that," I commented, "but you should

always be leery of someone who thinks they are always right." My words
didn't stop me from pressing my cock up against Paige's twat. "We could
always have a little butt-sex instead," I teased.

"No!" Paige squeaked. "You are huge and my

asshole is tiny."

"Oh, God," I laughed. "You actually looked at

your ass in a mirror." Paige blushed furiously. "Listen, Paige, trust
me on this. You can go into town and find some college guy who will jump at the
chance to screw you. What you have to wonder is how much he'll care about you
and your needs as well as how good he is at sex. Let's get naked."

"Finally," Paige mocked. She rolled off and shed

her clothes so fast they left angry red tracks down her legs. I took my time
but Paige didn't seem to mind. She reached out and ran a hand over my bicep and
shoulder.

"He's real enough," Barbie Lynn assured her

quietly.

"How did you know what I was thinking?" Paige

mused. At least she only implied Barbie Lynn was stupid.

"Paige, sweetie, how many of us FFU girls expect to be

able to choose our man, much less one worth having? And don't you be
disparaging of Zane, now, either. I can smell your arousal from here,"
Barbie Lynn said with a sexy curve to her lips.

Paige was thinking of her retort when she gasped as I caught

her distracted and slipped two fingers along the folds of her cunt. When her
razor sharp focus latched onto me once more, I pushed her onto her back and
mounted her. Her legs splayed out to either side and the location of her hips
against my stomach reminded me of how narrow her hips were, narrower than even
Iona's.

She still did her best to wrap her legs around me as she

placed her hands on my shoulders.

"Are you going to make me scream?" she asked

nervously.

"Every girl is different so don't worry about it,"

I grinned. "Besides, I can tell you'll be really good at this."

"How can you know I'll be any good at sex?" Paige

snapped. Yes, that was the sore point I was looking for.

"Your eyes sparkle when you touch me, you react

instinctively to my touch, you are in good physical shape, and you're very
sensitive all over your body," I explained. "What you saw as fooling
around was me mapping out how your body works and where your erogenous zones
were. No two women are the same and I love exploring. Now I'm getting back to
it."

I began placing kisses along her sternum, down toward her

navel. Her stomach pulsed when I kissed the belly button.

"Oh, aha," Paige moaned. I licked and stroked the

area around her navel, causing her torso to gyrate from the sexual stimulation.
"Umm, that feels nice."

Unlike previous encounters with other women where I avoided

the cunt while I worked around it, I instead placed one hand immediately to the
area, squeezing two fingers into her cunt and wiggling them around. I left the
clit alone for now because I was encouraging a slow boil, not a flash burn. I
wanted Paige in an erotically charged high before I challenged her vaginal
virginity.

Paige's skin had this false translucent quality to it that

was exciting to watch. You could track the arousal of a touch by the blood
rushing to the skin around the excited area. Physically, she could conceal
nothing, and she was far from sexually experienced enough to stifle her
vocalizations of pleasure.

"I just want to be fucked," she moaned," I

just want to be fucked, aha, oh." Her words said one thing but her body
expressed its desire for more excitement. "No, she groaned as she ground
her hips against my lips. When I stabbed my tongue to her clit, she acted like
a jolt of electricity arched through her body.

Now, when I've performed cunnilingus on a girl, I expect a

bit of movement; I'm doing something wrong if she lays there. Paige was all
over the place, pulling away then thrusting back as well as rolling her hips
rapidly side to side. At the moment her thrashing turned into trembles, I
withdrew my lips and fingers, causing Paige to whimper and look down at me.

"Huh?" she pleaded. I gave her a mischievous grin,

then blew on her clit. Paige hiccupped, then threw her head down on the bed
violently. I began sucking on the inside of her thighs for about one minute,
letting her settle down, then leapt on her clit with my tongue once more.

"Oh, God!" Paige squealed.

I moved my tongue off, trading off with two fingers parting

her labia and flicking her clit with my thumb. I alternated back and forth over
five minutes until I noticed Paige was sobbing and tearing up the sheets with
her fists.

"Have mercy, Zane," Barbie Lynn whispered.

I gave a quick nod before placing my lips around Paige's

clit and sucking on it with growing intensity plus twirling the tip of my
tongue along its tip. I also made tiny fucking motions with two fingers into
her cunt. She didn't last thirty seconds.

"Oh, my, God, Zane!" she growled.

She wasn't loud but she rumbled her orgasm from deep in her

chest. It was kind of surprising, coming from such a lithe, ephemeral being. Paige
was sucking down further sounds internally so that they were merely sobs. I
crawled up to her side, rested sidewise, propped up by an elbow, and placed a
hand on her stomach as I watched over her. When she started gasping for air,
her eyes locked with mine once more.

Paige feebly pushed on my chest so I let her push me on my

back. She struggled to rise over me, then collapsed on my chest.

"I, that was, you still didn't fuck me," she

wheezed. I sighed in frustration, pulled Paige on top of me, chest to chest,
and then began playing slap-happy with her ass.

"Ow,ow, ow, ow, ow," she squalled. "Stop

that; I bruise easily," she added, with tears in her eyes.

"Damn it, woman, is it going to kill you to accept that

I know what I'm doing?" I responded angrily. "Since you are clearly
clueless, what we just did was foreplay. I wanted to relax your body before we
moved to the next step."

Paige had enough common sense to look embarrassed but not

enough to keep quiet.

"Well my ass still hurts," she pouted.

"What?" I questioned. "Did you say you wanted

me to hurt your ass?" I grabbed each ass cheek and pulled them apart.

"No!" she squeaked, "You are too big."

She grabbed my hands in her smaller grip and tried to pry them off. We rocked
back and forth until we rolled over. She struggled but I soon ended on top of
her, Paige on her stomach, and my legs prying hers open. "No, no,"
she pleaded as she felt my cock resting on her ass cleft.

"Relax," I whispered into Paige's ear, "have

you ever heard of doggy style?"

"You aren't, going to have anal sex with me?" she

gulped. I pushed my body up and after a moment, Paige followed, pressing her
back against my torso once more.

"I'd never do anything to you that you didn't want me

to," I assured her, "though I am going to have you begging me to
bugger you before this semester is over."

"Uh-uh," Paige assured me, "not going to

happen," but she did wiggle her ass against me playfully, testing my
resolve. I balanced on one hand so I could use the other to pull her hair away
from one side to the other. Her neck, ear, and the side of her face were now
revealed. I sucked on her shoulder while I repositioned my cock so that it slid
down her ass, past her anus and cunt, so that it pressed along her pubic mound
from below.

Paige began humming pleasurably and gyrating her hips

against me. I put my free hand on her breast and massaged it as well.

"Promise me you won't keep me waiting this time,"

she murmured. "Promise you'll take me."

"Of course I will, Paige. You have to relax and enjoy

yourself and not get worked up about us having sex," I comforted her. She
rocked against me and I pushed back. "Nice and slow," I cautioned
her. "I'm not going anywhere." With a little effort, she did as I
requested.

I kept running my hand down from her breast to her stomach,

each time going a little farther down. She'd tilted her shoulders and neck so
that we could kiss but she also found my lips on her neck to be tantalizing. I
was tricky enough that I had my cockhead parting her puffy lips before she
realized it. In fact, I had three separate penetrations that elicited moans,
then she looked up at me.

"Don't be afraid," I told her sympathetically.

"Remember the faces of all the girls you've seen me with while we are
having sex and know that it is going to be just as good for you." Paige
looked down at the mattress and nodded her head. She pushed back but it wasn't
easy. Her entrance felt like a vice restricting my entrance.

Even totally wet, her vaginal muscles were blocking my

progress initially. I patiently kept at it, incrementally advancing with each
coaxing touch. When I brushed against her hymen, Paige didn't even recognize
the moment had come. I subtly brought my arm down to her stomach and wrapped
her up in my arm while teasing her ear with my teeth.

"Yip!" Paige exclaimed as I pierced her virginity.

"Oh, God, it burns," she sobbed. I gave her a few seconds to adjust
before penetrating even deeper.

"No," she moaned, and tried to pull away, but I

didn't let her. "Zane," she pleaded for me to let her go. "It
hurts." I kept at it. "I never thought it would hurt this bad,
please."

She gave one final gasp as I pressed the final inch into

her, then we remained there, locked in sexual congress while she wept and
trembled underneath me. I considered it a minor miracle Paige had remained on
her hands and knees as we reached this point. Now I had to get her past the
stage where pain dominated pleasure.

"We'll move when you feel you are ready," I

instructed her. Paige nodded, then nothing else for some time. She caught me
off guard when she flexed her grasp on my cock.

"Umm," she purred. "Did you feel that?"

My groan was my reply. Paige pulled away a tiny bit until the pain kicked in
and she stopped.

Seconds later she repeated the process, withdrawing several

inches, then reversing the procedure and allowing me deeper in once more.

"It hurts less," she admitted. A moment later as

she shifted to a faster rhythm, "it is really quite nice."

"You might want to ask Zane how he is doing,"

Barbie Lynn chided Paige.

"But I honestly don't care," Paige noted.

"If you want to do this again, you might want to start

caring," Barbie informed her. I winked at the blonde sex angel.

"Zane, do you like having sex with me?" Paige asked

in a much kinder tone than normal. She must have been truly appreciating the
lovemaking she was receiving.

"It feels like you are trying to rip my cock off,"

I ground out. "You are damn tight, then you are adding those contractions
on top of that. I may not be able to have sex for a week."

"Paige, I like you, but if Zane is telling the truth, I

going to seriously rearrange your anatomy," Barbie Lynn promised with
dangerous intent.

"I apologize," Paige pouted. To prove how sorry

she wasn't, Paige rotated her hips down then back up several times rapidly. So
that's how she wanted to play it.

I placed both hands on her shoulders and let her make a few

more tentative moves before slamming my member all the way in.

"Oh, fuck," she gasped. I slowly drew back my full

length, then rocketed back in time and time again. Paige was sweating and
panting from earlier exertions but now she was barely hanging on.

Slap, slap, slap, my hips mashed against her ass. Paige gave

a breathless grunt each time I drilled her, and that was followed by a relieved
sigh as I pulled back. By the desperation in her voice, I knew she wouldn't
last much longer.

"Oh! My! Fucking! God!" she growled loudly.

I now knew what it felt like to have put my cock in a fire

hose and had some asshat turn the water on. Paige's cunt juice had been
plentiful the first time she had an orgasm. This time they were copious and
forceful, and my cock was simply in the way; what got past stung the hell out
of my ball sack.

Normally I have really good control over my sexual climax

but I was being sorely tested. Worse, I couldn't simply pop out of Paige
because that would cause her pain. The odds of her using birth control were
next to nil and none, so it fell to me to find something to center my mind and
not ejaculate.

"Zane, are you okay?" Barbie Lynn said in a

hushed, worried tone. I could only nod. Paige was erratically pushing up and
down on my cock, to the point where I grabbed her hips in order to not have a
nasty accident when her muscles relaxed and my overstimulation ended.

"Don't, move," I panted painfully to Paige.

Paige didn't quite comply but I didn't blame her because her

arms gave out and she slumped forward. I held up her rear by my hold on her
hips. I carefully let her slide off my cock and finish splaying out on the bed.
I sat back on my heels, breathing deeply and fighting for control.

"Come here, Baby," Barbie Lynn ordered, picking up

on my distress.

I moved over Paige's leg toward Barbie and she joined me by

turning around, meeting me half way.

"I've got this,"

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