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Paula


Encounter

How did I turn from a sweet, innocent young thing into a dominator - a dominatrix - of young women?

I met Josh when we were both in our final year. I was doing Economics, he was studying to be a dentist. I'd had boyfriends before but the moment I met Josh I knew he'd be different.

Our relationship was perfectly normal until one Saturday evening at a student party. Josh had got into deep conversation with a nerdy bloke about electronics and I'd wandered off and got talking to a rather attractive second year called Paul.

One thing led to another until I was sitting on his lap in a big armchair snogging passionately with his hand up my skirt, my knickers pushed aside, two fingers up my very wet cunt, his thumb rubbing my hot clitty. Rather nice.

It was only when Paul stopped abruptly and I looked round that I realised Josh was standing in the doorway, eyes ablaze. I jumped off Paul's knee in a panic and rushed over to Josh.

"I'm sorry, Josh," I said, "I got a bit carried away."

He grabbed me by the arm, dragged me into the corridor and pinned me to the wall, one hand under my chin almost lifting me off my feet. I was terrified.

But Josh planted his mouth over mine and kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. He pushed himself against me and I could feel that he was as stiff as a ramrod.

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When we came up for air I said: "Josh! What was all that about?"

By way of reply he grabbed my arse with both hands and pulled me against him.

"Well, well," I said. "That was a turn on for you, was it? Seeing Paul with his hand up my fanny?"

"Did he have it up there?" Josh said.

"Certainly did."

And Josh pulled me to him again and ground himself against me.

"You've never said anything about, you know, enjoying watching or anything?"

"I didn't know myself," he said.

"Well, well, well. What if it had gone further?" I was beginning to warm to the idea.

"Even better," Josh said.

"Yea? If I'd been touching him up or had his dick out?"

Josh thrust against me.

"Or sucking his dick - what if I'd been sucking his dick, Josh, would you have liked to see that?"

Josh nodded. "Yes," he said.

"If we had gone the whole way?"

"Oh yes," he said. And he took my hand and put it between us against his cock to show that he meant it.

"Well I never," I said. We kissed again then when we parted I said: "So you'd really like me to go the whole hog, eh?"

He nodded.

"Well, I'd better go and get myself fucked then, hadn't I?"

"Yes, yes, yes," he said very quietly.

I pushed him away from me and looked keenly at him. He did mean it. I didn't need any further encouragement. I took his hand and led him back to the room. When Paul saw us he looked worried - Josh is a big bloke. But I gave Josh a peck on the cheek and said goodbye, then whispered to him: "Go and hide somewhere."

I went over to Paul and said: "now, where were we?" and plonked myself down in his lap.


"What about him?" Paul said.

"Josh? Oh he's just a friend. He wanted to say that he's had a message and has to leave."

"Oh," Paul said, very relieved, realising his luck might be in after all. "Come here then." And up my skirt his hand went and together our mouths locked. I wriggled about, encouraging his burgeoning erection and pretty soon we were oblivious to the world around us lost in a haze of arousal. I reached down under my bum and undid his flies. I had just got hold of his cock through his pants when he said: "Do you want to go upstairs?"

"I thought you'd never ask," I said.

We found the coat room, closed the door behind us and he put the light out in case anyone came in.

Paul didn't even bother to take my knickers off. Before I knew it I was on my back, he'd undone his trousers and was on top of me, and up me he thrust - not that I wasn't well and truly ready for it. He came, loudly, in no time flat and said: "Don't worry, give me a couple of minutes and I can do it again."

But he didn't get the chance. The bedroom door flew open and there was Josh standing hands on hips like the jolly green giant in the doorway.

"Out," Josh said.

Paul sprang to his feet hurriedly fastening his trousers. "I'm sorry," he said. "I thought..."

But Josh cut him off, "Out."

Paul edged around the door and scurried away.

Josh closed the door and put the light on. Still standing over by the door he undressed slowly and deliberately, his eyes fixed upon me all the time. When he was naked he said: "Stand up. Take your clothes off."

I got up and undressed. Only when I was naked too did he cross to me. Gently he laid me down on the bed, lay on top of me and pushed his rock hard cock into my spunk filled cunt. He came almost immediately too, but with Josh that didn't matter: he could carry on for a second time, sometimes even a third time without losing his erection.

As he started up for round two he said: "That was great, fantastic, marvellous."

"I think I'm going to enjoy being married to you," I said.

"Married?" Josh said. We'd never even mentioned it before, we weren't even living together.

"Married," I said.

"OK then," he said.

And that was it. Possibly the most romantic proposal ever.

This was one of Josh's three-timers. I came twice and he said he'd owe me one. Several people opened the door and quickly closed it again. One girl came in to get her coat: "Sorry," she said, taking a long look at Josh's arse pumping up and down.

After the incident at the party we were both heavily into our finals - me struggling to pass, Josh to get a First - and everything else took rather a back seat.

We got married the day after graduation - nothing grand, just a few weeping close relatives.

House prices were rising fast at the time so we scraped together every penny we could for the deposit on a little two bedroomed flat in Gloucestershire. Josh signed up as an Army dentist - they had sponsored him through college - and I got a job with a Building Society analysing house price movements - the best I could find with my scraped Third.

We ordered some velvet curtains for the floor-to-ceiling window in our living room. But when they arrived they were two inches too short so I rang the shop and the manageress said she'd pop in and have a look at them on her way home from work.

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