You are Definitely Going to Hell Ch. 02

I sit back up and pull her towards me. Gone has the cocky smile, and in its place, I see the same look I caught downstairs.

My head is the same height as her boobs. As they come into kissing range, I plant a kiss on both, sucking the nipple into my mouth each time. This gets a sharp intake of breath followed by a groan from Jenny. I look up and see she has an incredibly satisfied smile on her face as well as her eyes closed.

My attention returns to the two breasts in front of me as I set about giving this woman the first of many hopeful orgasms. I alternate from one to the other. While I am kissing, sucking, and stimulating with my tongue, one. I am touching, holding, and caressing the other. Finally, my hands both rest on her hips, and I hook my fingers in the elastic waistband of her sexy white lace panties. I look up for one last nod before we go any further. The smile on her face tells me all I need to know, and I pull her last item of clothing over her hips and let them fall to the ground. I glance down and see my first ever shaved pussy. I look back up with raised eyebrows.

"I thought I would shave for you. I wanted to be your first something."

I look back down, "beautiful" is the only word I could say about her pussy. Jenny steps out of her panties. She steps back and pulls me to my feet, coming straight in for a kiss. She turns us, so she is now closest to the bed and sits. Her head is a little higher than my tented boxers, as she takes a moment before her two hands move up my thighs and take hold of the waistband of my boxers. She pulls my boxers down slowly, her eyes glued to the bulge pointing towards her.

Jenny glances up just before my cock springs into view to see if I am still okay with this. No words need to be spoken as the base of my erection comes into view. A moment later, my full erection springs into view.

Jenny's mouth is open, "Christ, you are much bigger than Phillip." She manages to get out. Her hands finish their task of removing my last item of clothing and come straight back to examine her new toy. She gently pulls the skin back and leans forward to kiss the bulbous head with a droplet of precum forming. I feel her tongue then dart out and lick the lubricant up, shortly followed by the end of my cock disappearing into her mouth. I close my eyes to fully appreciate only the second person to have her mouth wrapped around my cock. Jenny isn't as skilled as Charlie got, but what she lacked in technic, she more than makes up in enthusiasm. It has been a while since someone else has touched my cock, and I can feel my orgasm building very quickly.

"Jenny, I'm going to shoot my load," I warn her. She doesn't miss a beat as I pass my point of no return and feel the first of countless shots of cum shoot up my shaft and into Jenny's willing mouth. Jenny tries her best to swallow as much as she can. As she looks up at me with the sweetest smile, I see several blobs of cum down her chin and around her mouth.

"What?" she says as I move to the side so she can look in the mirror at the bottom of the bed. "Oh crap, I thought I got most of it. Sorry, I didn't do too bad for my first time, did I?"

"That was your first BJ? I would have never guessed." That seemed to put a satisfied smile on her face as she gets up and heads for the bathroom. I couldn't help watching my naked friend walk away. She gives me a cheeky smile as she looks back before disappearing through the door.

I hear the tap run, and a couple of minutes later, a clean-faced Jenny walks back into the room. "Now that you've got the first cum done, hopefully, you will last longer inside me."

"Do you remember every word I wrote about my sex with Jill?"

She smiles at me, "of course, but Jill never gave you a blow job. Now it's time for round two."

She climbs on the bed and lays down, looking at me, waiting for me to start. I climb up and lay next to her. We start kissing, and I'm pleased to see she's rinsed her mouth out as well. Our kiss once again deepens, and I begin to do what I was taught so well to do. I can't help thinking how similar kissing Jenny is to kissing Jill.

To Jenny's obvious delight, I kiss down her neck and spend the next half hour getting to know her body. Once I am happy with that, I move south towards her shaven pussy. As I kiss over her mons, I can't believe how soft and smooth it feels. Her legs open wider in anticipation of what's to come, and I waste no time in tasting her now very wet pussy.

As I drag my tongue full length of her slit, a "yesssssss" escapes her mouth as she finally gets what she's waited so long for. I spend a while kissing, licking, and sucking her pussy as well as her clit. She is pushing and grinding herself onto my mouth when I feel her tense up for what I would call a small orgasm. I continue to kiss around her, opening letting her recover enough before I insert my middle finger in search of her g-spot. Once I have located the raised rough area and make sure I'm in the right place by stimulating it for a bit. Then I work my tongue into position. Once I lock the suction onto the correct place, I feel her body tense slightly, and she gasps. "Oh fuckin hell Rob, I thought you were ex........" She couldn't get anything else out as I put full suction on and rubbed her clit with my thumb just for good measure. Her hips lift off the bed as a monster of an orgasm builds. She is now having difficulty breathing as the first full orgasm of her life hits her like a freight train. I am rewarded with a shower of female cum that sprays everywhere. I try to get as much as I can in my mouth, but it is too much. Her pussy has a stranglehold on my tongue, and my head is clamped between her thighs, so I can't pull out or move in any way.

I have been in this position before with both Jill and Charlie, and I know to wait and let the orgasm take its course. The first sign is my tongue is released, and then shortly after, her thighs relax a little. I lift my head, but it looks like she's out for the count. I get a flannel from the bathroom and use it to wipe up most of the mess.

I lay on the bed next to Jenny and wait for her to show signs of life. It's a good ten minutes when I notice her move her head slightly to rest on my arm that's around her. I look down at her, and she looks asleep, so I lean down to steal a kiss.

The moment our lips touch, I hear a groan. Then an arm comes around me to hold me there. It's not the most comfortable angle, so I shift myself and continue our kiss.

I lift to give her a little air. "I passed out, didn't I."

"Yep."

"Shit, no wonder you warned me first, and we still haven't had sex."

"Do you still want sex?"

"Well yeah, in for a penny."

With that, we continue kissing, and I guide her onto her back. I climb on top and reach for the condom packet, which is where Jenny had thrown it earlier. With a bit of difficulty, I managed to open the box of three and get one of the foil-wrapped packets out. I rip it open with my teeth and get it ready to roll on.

I lifted myself, "this is another first," I say.

"What, you've never worn a condom?"

"Nope, with Jill, she was trying to get pregnant, and Charlie was on the pill."

"I wish I could go bear back, but I can't afford to get pregnant."

"It's okay, Jenny." I slipped the condom on, "would you like to do the guiding?"

"Okay, I can't wait to feel this stretch me open."

We kiss for a moment, and then I push as I feel her position me and pause. My cock doesn't go in the first push, but I keep an even pressure, and finally, I feel her entrance start to yield, allowing the intruder to enter. I watch Jenny's face for signs of pain or discomfort all the time. If she felt any pain, she did an excellent job hiding it. I still take it easy as I slowly slide myself in and out, going a little deeper with each stroke. When our pubic bones make contact, I stop and kiss her again.

"God, I feel so full." She says, blowing out the breath she is holding.

I wait a moment, then we kiss. As the kiss once again deepens, I naturally start to move. It feels so much different with a condom, but out of the three women I have been in, Jenny is by far the tightest. It's just that she is so wet that I can slide inside without much trouble. We continue to make love slowly, wanting it to last as long as we can. I feel the walls of her pussy pulsate like she's having constant orgasms, and her breathing is very erratic. I feel her tense again, and my cock gets squeezed. I'm not close to cumming yet, but I can feel the beginnings of my orgasm.

When I feel her body relax and her arms release their grip, I start moving again. This time my strokes are longer, and I increase the speed. I feel a lot more in control with the condom on. Yes, there's far less sensation, but this allows me to fuck harder. With my physiotherapy, I also have stamina.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. Rob, you bastaarrrrrrd." With that, I feel her pussy go into convulsions, and Jenny loses all control of her motor functions. I continue to pound her as I feel my orgasm fast approaching. I look down, and I think she has passed out for a second time. This is all it took, and I exploded inside her. Her pussy tries to squeeze the life from my cock and makes for one incredible climax that seems to last ages. I finally collapse beside her and lay there a while, trying to slow my heart rate.

As I carefully slip the condom off and tie a knot in the end. I notice my pubes are soaked in Jenny's cum. I go into the toilet and wrap the condom in some tissue before flushing it down the pan. I clean myself in the shower, quickly get the flannel again, rinse it with warm water, and wipe Jenny down again. She is lying in a large wet patch of what I presume is her cum. I try to wake her, but she's out for the count. I check her breathing and pulse to make sure, but they seem fine. She's pretty light, so I lift her from one bed to the other and lay her on the clean sheet. Still, she doesn't stir, so I check my watch. I arrived around three hours ago, and I'm unsure what time Jenny needs to leave. It's still relatively early, so I let her rest.

I'm sitting watching TV when Jenny finally comes round twenty minutes later. "What time is it, Rob?" She says as she puts her arm around my legs for a cuddle.

"Just before four. what time would you normally finish your shift?"

"Around four, it does vary, so there's no rush. Hang on, how did I get in this bed?"

"You made a bit of a mess, so I carried you over."

"How long was I out for, Rob?"

"About twenty minutes."

"Fuck," she hits me on my leg. "What the hell did you do to me?"

"I think the term is, 'fucked your brains out,'" I said, staring at the TV.

"Shit, you're telling me......do we have time for one more?" That got my attention, and I looked down at her in disbelief. "But this time, I want to be on top."

"I don't believe you sometimes," I say, shaking my head as I get up to take my boxers back off. I lay back down naked and say, "I'm all yours."

"Rob, I'm just making the most of it. When will you be passing through again, Christmas?" She says trying to justify herself not only to me.

"Yeah, why want me to stop off just to shag you?"

"Too bloody right. You will be my fuck-a-friend."

"Fuck-a-friend? Have you just made that up?"

Jenny gives that 'so what' smile as she reaches over for the opens the condom packet. She pulls one out and rips it open with her teeth. Positioning herself between my legs, she starts to wank me off and once or twice sucks me into her mouth to get me hard. This takes about thirty seconds as she rolls the condom down my now stiff shaft with ease like she's done it a hundred times.

I am watching with amazement as she goes through each part before being satisfied enough to straddle my hips and lower herself onto my cock. Once again, it takes a little persuading to slide in, but the rest seems relatively easy once the head is inside.

Once I am fully inside, Jenny leans down and kisses me. "If I had known it was this good, I would have fucked you at twelve." She starts to roll her hips, and I begin to push against her roll. She closes her eyes as the stimulation grows within her, and she fully gets into riding me. I am mesmerized just watching her as she gets into her rhythm, slowly speeding up. I wonder what she would feel like without the condom on. Her tight pussy would feel great, squeezing my cock as I take her from behind.

My train of thought is interrupted by that tight pussy clamping around my cock as Jenny has the first orgasm of this session. She pauses for a moment to relax before she leans back, and with her hands on my legs, she starts moving her hips in long powerful strokes. Her speed increases as I feel my orgasm begin to build again. It rushes forward, and I hold back as long as I can, but a sudden deluge of liquid flooding around the base of my shaft, and my balls make me explode inside her for the second time. Jenny's pussy clamps my cock for a second time as she has a second longer orgasm as I feel her try to suck every drop of cum from my balls. As our orgasms subside, Jenny flops down onto my chest, breathing heavily to catch her breath.

We lay there for a while, and I'm not sure why I feel myself wanting to cry. I tried not to let Jenny see me, but that was always going to fail. My body starts to shake, and tears cascade from my eyes.

Jenny raises her head, "Hey, Rob." She says, trying to soothe me. "Bloody hell mate, maybe this was not such a good idea." Jenny changes her position from me holding her to her holding me. She hugs me into her naked breast and embraces me making me feel loved and that she cares.

I finally recovered myself enough to say, "thanks, Jenny. I needed a hug."

"What, hasn't anyone given you support?"

"No, everyone either doesn't want to know or doesn't want to get involved. This is the first hug I've had since Charlie stormed out."

"Shit, mate, are you alright with us doing what we did?"

"Yeah, don't take this the wrong way, but it was like having sex with Jill."

"I can live with that. Are you okay, or do you want a little more Jenny time?"

"Just hold me for a while, and then I will take you where you want to go."

Finally, we decide it's time to get Jenny home and get up. I watch her hobble to the bathroom. She turns and sees me watching with an amused look. "Fuck off; it's your fault I'm walking like John Wayne."

"Get off your horse and drink your milk," I say, doing a poor impression of the famous film star. Jenny disappears into the bathroom laughing.

I take Jenny to within a couple of bus stops from her home. The bus stops right outside her house, so her mother would know she didn't come home her usual route. We overtake a bus a couple of stops before, so I know she won't have long to wait.

******

Sunday morning, I'm back on the road heading north towards Edinburgh. Spending time with my friend Jenny has given me a great boost, and I am feeling a lot better than I have in a long time.

It takes me a while to find the place I will be staying. I'm pleasantly surprised when I pull up outside the front of the building for the first time. The apartments are built over a small row of shops. There's a cafe, post office, a bakery and a small shop with off-license.

I ring the bell to flat three and wait. My mother has arranged that I share with a guy a year above me. She knows his mother from when my mother went to University to pass her law degree. One of my mother's favorite sayings is, 'it's not what you know, but who you know that gets you on in the world."

A tall, lanky guy answers the door, "you must be Robert?"

"Yes, but most people call me Rob." I offer my hand, "and if my mother isn't full of shit, you must be Lenard."

"Yep, but please call me Len. So come on in, your car should be okay for a bit. I'll show you around and let you get settled."

"Great," I say as I enter a long hallway.

Len shows me the downstairs laundry room and where I can keep a bike if I get one. There's very little parking available at the University, and it would be safer to leave my car in the space provided around the back. The flat is surprisingly spacious with a large living room, smallish kitchen, two bedrooms, and one bathroom. It is way better than I thought it would be, and I am more than happy once the tour is over. To put the icing on the cake, Len is a bit of a computer buff like me.

I spend the afternoon getting my stuff into my room and parking the car around the back. Most of the other people who live in the other flats haven't arrived yet with most courses are not starting until next week.

Len takes me downstairs to the Cafe for a welcome coffee. He explains that his brother is the boss of a new software and gaming company, and Len works as a code reader in his spare time. His brother sends him programs that have a glitch or won't do what it's meant to do, and Len goes through the code to find the error.

I tell him that I will be looking for a part-time job to pay for the social pleasures and because my mother has purposely given me just what I need to survive. The coffee shop owner overhears this and says he needs someone to help out the odd weekday evening and on Saturdays and Sundays. So I get my first job, it pays four-pound eighty an hour plus tips.

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I settle into University life very quickly; I don't have much time to socialize and just get on with my coarse work. During the week, I get to University early to use the pool and the limited weights room. I go to classes and then straight home. Each week I do sixteen hours in the Cafe downstairs. Clearing tables, washing the dishes, making the odd tea or coffee. Surprisingly it is a popular place to meet, and tips aren't too bad. They give me an extra thirty quid on top of my wages.

I keep my head down and work hard. I am polite to the customers and friendly with the staff without being over-friendly. I don't feel like socializing for the first term as I establish myself in this new world. I am writing to Jenny telling her about my life. She thinks I'm boring, and I should simply get over it. She wasn't happy with me, leaving her in such a sore state from our first meeting. When her parents asked her why she was walking funny, she brushed it off as a pulled muscle.

Life settles down into a routine, and the weeks fly by. During the week, I almost forget my heartache, but when I am alone in my room at the weekend, all the memories come crashing back, and I feel the emptiness that not being with Charlie brings. What makes it worse is that Len often brings back a girl on a Saturday night, and let's say he's not the quietist lover.

Sunday morning is game time with Len. We sit in his room and play whatever game his brother's company is developing. We play games months before anyone else, looking for glitches or faults in the game. When we double team, we get pretty good at searching around the screen for any problems. Lens room is incredible compared to mine. There's a life-size picture on his wall of some famous porn star with her tits out. Her name is Lisa Lovegood. She has an incredible body, but it's the way she looks at you through the camera that sets her apart. Well, that's what Len says anyway.

On one of these Sunday mornings, Len stops the game mid-play and asks. "Hey, Rob. I'm not one to pry, but you never seem to be interested in getting to know people. Especially of the female kind, are you like gay or a virgin or something?

I laugh awkwardly and reply, "yeah, something." I feel the pain of my life, and Len sees it.

"Oh, shit, dude, what the fuck happened to cause that look?"

I look at him for a moment, wondering whether I am ready to tell my story, but for some reason, I blurt out my relationship with Charlie and what happened with my friends. There was a silence before what I had told him sunk in when I finished.