One Kiss by Roshandra 9:6:2015

Twilight Fan Fiction story no TWILIGHT infringement or copyright intention. This is purely a Fan Fiction story and for writing entertainment by R. /Roshandra booksbyroshandra

A FAN FICTION coming by Roshandra ONE KISS
THE GAME had RULES...no KISSING ... Meet at the CLUB, virgins were welcomed and a mystery match up lover partner for a ONE NIGHT only for the experience with a stranger lover. No Names, no Kissing and never see them again... That was the RULE

Chapter 2'

Plan Plays Out

"Alice, I am set. I filled out the extended questionnaire form, managed to be truthful, I am ready to lose this virginity and get on with life. You think of anything else I need to know? I am clear on the birds and bees story and ready to see how this goes. I am not expecting much, other than taking this off my check list."

"Bella, wait a second. First, it is not as clinical as all that. Yes, most girls experience a disappointment first time. Like, is that all there is? The song you know? Just relax, you have orgasms, tell the guy what you want or like or see how it feels. He is meant to be of service to you and experienced. You won't ever see this guy again and you tell him what you want."

"How do I know what I want? I have never done this before. I am getting nervous now. I am just trying to take this off my check list till I can meet a guy when I maybe fall in love… that is all. Oh, they were very clear on the rules. No kissing was underlined three times. They said that causes a personal intimacy and might ruin the experience or make it more about something else. Kissing they said is very personal. Like having 'sex' is not personal?"

"They have standards. Psychologists say that in kissing a person there is a different bond of chemistry that can be triggered. This is to allow people to have sex, no questions asked, merely move through the process and have their reasons and thrills and sex with a stranger. Don't rebel Bella. Don't ask too many questions and just don't think too much. It will mess you up on having an orgasm."

"I am over analyzing, check, got it."

"Now, I will drive you to the place. What are you going to wear if I may ask? Got your breath mint too?"

"Alice, why does this need to be a fashion statement date? I am just going to have sex with some stranger. Yes, have some mints, yes clean underwear, yes short attractive black dress to show my legs off. Did I meet your approval?"

"Look, just go do your thing. You are smart Bella, always sassy or too quick to fire off on things, but I love you. Get this one time to bed handled and then we can focus on getting out of college, move to the big city and start careers. Dating is optional later. You are on a mission called your career. I think you look hot. Men are attracted to dark hair, spunky girls that sass them back. You will have fun, I am sure. Just tell the guy what you want. This feels good, this does not and let the feelings take you. All kinds of new sensations are about to tell you about your body." Alice looked away. She was an expert in bed with guys and boys. I was the fumbling smart virgin. How did I ever not get this off my list till now?

We darted out to her car dodging the Oregon rain in Portland to head to this private club for sex match ups. I began to wonder if this was going to get weird. Some guy and woman started this service for college level students and ages only up to 29 years old. No one under 18 was allowed in supposedly. Most of it was experienced partners that liked the throw back idea of the swinging fifties. That was a period in the USA of wife swapping and a lot of sex. Polite gatherings in someone's home with cocktails of course for the swingers that slept with each other's partners. I was researching all the various phases of sexual revivals in history and never managed my own. I was so ashamed I never had this handled with prom. Everyone handled this by prom as that was the passage. Womanhood was missing me and I did not come across as a virgin. Far too independent and tomboyish with an outspoken mind I was. I was glad this kind of service sprang up in modern day needs. I hoped the health records were honest, but I carried three condoms that Alice bought for me just in case. She said have him wear two to be very safe. That made sense. She even showed me how to roll this on the guy once he was erected and aroused. She said I needed to examine his penis too. This was becoming a science project. What is a best friend for but to make sure her BFF was educated, safe and knew what to do. I actually took a banana, squeezed the air out of the condom after tearing off the foil, and unrolled it on the fruit. She actually wanted me to try out sucking it. I put my foot down on that idea. I just wanted to get this done and get laid. I was clear on what was going to happen and just move with how my body reacted.

The drive through late day traffic surprised us both. Her BMW hummed along as we moved to the GPS direction on the commands for turning to the road that was where this business was housed. Outside was like any normal establishment. I was not prepared for what was inside.

"Looks okay Bella and so keep me in the loop with calling me. I am sure this will all go as planned. I like the short black city dress you invested in. Makes you look more sophisticated. You are all set girl friend. If you need anything speed dial me. They have a waiting parlor I was told so I will park myself there for you. Building looks nice, don't you agree?"

"Alice it does. Okay, here I go."

Inside a person at a desk with a computer screen was greeting incoming attending folks. The main parlor was very nicely decorated like a NYC club room with grey colors and nice appointments. I was no longer on a campus environment with tattered furnishings. This could be a 'men's' club where there were female call girls. A nice name for prostitutes, I was having second thoughts now. I looked around as Alice began to take over to sign me in. I had to handle that myself. I was not her child or younger sister. I nudged her out of the way and asked about the sign in giving my name and showing my ID. They were professional saying it would be about 5 minutes. This gave me no time to change my mind or run. One hurdle was done now. Alice poked me in the ribs. I looked and saw only females in the waiting room. I wondered if they were all virginal? No matter, it does not really show.

The desk attendant handed me condoms. Made me sign an agreement and right there in glaring red letters was the RULE Mention of 'No Kissing'. It followed a statement regarding saliva and that it allows the experience to be more sexual if kissing was avoided. I signed my initials to note I read that. Also, that a condom must be used at all times. If the sexual exchange became uncomfortable or in anyway I wanted to stop, I was given something that was an electronic signal to trigger. It would immediately bring a female attendant to the private space I was in. They seemed to be protecting the person and wanted to be sure I understood how this would work. I blushed, nodded and grabbed the small device, the condoms and was utterly embarrassed. Now what?

"They know my real name for the records, but I am using Alice."

Alice looked at me with a mix of the fire pixie about to kill me and the deer in the headlight confusion. "Bella, why did you use my name?"

"They don't know it is your name, be quiet, I need to focus and calm myself."

NEXT: THE PLAN PLAYS OUT

"Miss Cullen, Alice Cullen, please follow me." I looked back over my shoulder seeing Alice glaring at me mouthing the fact I used her last name too. She was furious. I smiled back, a point for Bella, got my best friend upset. She will always remind me of this. I smiled more. My short dress, high heel shoes and my swishing hips now were ready for what I was about to embark into. I could handle this.

"Ms. Cullen, you may pick your room of personal preference." This is what I was not prepared to see. OMG, first room was a cheap looking red room of pain bordello design. I thought I would throw up. Next room was a throw back in retro taste. I shook my head, third room was worse of all, it had the strangest smell of pot, patchouly and rancid something with maybe old gym socks and condoms. I wanted to gad or vomit. This was not good. The next room though was with a romantic apartment look. It had dimmed lights, a large bed as the main piece of furniture and soft music with orchid plants. Thank goodness this room was shown to me and I nodded yes.

"This will be fine. Now what?"

"Well, you can undress or wait and meet the guy and see if you like what the computer matched you up with. You may buzz the desk if this does not appeal you and you have two more choices and if not you forfeit your money for this. It is pretty straight forward Miss Cullen."

I nodded and went to sit on the bed seeing who was matched for me. Within a few minutes a knock at the door. I answered with a "come in."

A very tall young guy around 27 years of age, slightly swarthy and well groomed with very full head of thick hair entered. He smiled looking around and I stood there. He spoke first, "Alice Cullen?"

He began to smile and almost laughed. I wondered why. He had an English accent and was utterly dreamy kind of guy. My heart actually skipped a beat. Excitement was part of it and meeting this stranger another part. I sized him up quickly. Why was my fake name making him hold back his laughter? I liked him instantly, dreamily attractive.

"Hi, I am Jacob Black, and do have an English accent."

Why was this guy telling me that? As if I could not tell? I thought we were not to discuss our personal background or where we came from? He was gorgeous and somewhat shy, but he was certainly meeting my expectations of a first time sex partner. I was turned on already. No fantasy necessary. Now I felt scared. The adrenaline rush of sex with a stranger hit me.

He walked over and pulled out of his pockets three condoms. I laughed and pulled out my additional condoms placing them next to his. "You are clear on how this goes? Condoms are part of the safety and tell me what you like or don't like. I will try to do what you want."

He was direct. How did I know what I wanted? "May I ask something?"

"Sure, what is it Alice." He smiled again saying the name.

"Well, why does my name make you seemingly want to laugh?"

"Oh, you noticed that Alice? Well, it is an interesting name. Just did not expect that name."

"I see and what do I call you Jacob Black? Jake okay?"

"Alice, I tend to be a little more formal, so let's stay with Jacob, okay?"

"Do you like sex from behind? Do you mind if I lay my full weight on you? Do you like slow penetration or fast pounding? Tell me what turns you on, besides a mystery stranger with you having a sexual fantasy."

Wow, I was not expecting all of that. He got right to business. He laid it all out for me to tell him what I wanted. I was going to have my first girl boy sex moment. How did I want this? Suddenly I looked at his mouth, his lips attracted me and I could only begin to think of his kissing me. I flashed on the rules.

He started to walk towards me asking if I wanted to dance with him. "I like to dance. Do you like to dance?" I nodded and Jacob took the lead. Our bodies began to sway together to a soft music waltz playing in the background. My body tingles began from the bottom of my toes rising slowly as he drew me closer. He began to move his body in matching my hips in timing to the music. It was like being rocked into a relaxing feeling with him pre sex. It softened me to him immediately. His moves were kindly, thoughtful, attentive and he was preparing me for bedding. I let him lead.

"Alice, may I undress you? I love what you wore. You are different. I am not just saying that. We have only an hour together. Lift up your arms so I may undress you." That was when my body betrayed me. I felt all kinds of new sensations as my mind was not helping me think or analyze this. He was warm, he was amorous and I felt his erection through his trousers pressing in at my abdomen. All kinds of bells and whistles went off in my body. I was definitely turned onto this guy. My mind wanted to think through this, but the desire for him took over. Was this how it was meant to be?

He moved me to the bed, actually guided me there and with one of his hands while we were still dancing, he pulled up my short dress skirt on one side pressing strongly into my body. I thought I would melt. He scooped me up in his arms and spoke.

"Shall we then?" I was being carried off to bed.