Two weeks passed, and Emma had finally settled in to the busy lives of The Beatles. Paul and her hadn't had another moment since the night she moved in, driving her crazy. She liked this man, and he'd made it clear he liked her. She was sat in her room late one night, reading a book she wasn't quite sure what the name was. A gentle knock disturbed her from the peaceful world of her imagination, and she called for them to come in. Paul appeared in the door frame, smiling. He closed the door behind him, wandering over to Emma's bed. He noticed Emma was wearing very short shorts, showing her long, slim, tanned legs.
'What's up Paul?' Emma asked, worried she'd done something wrong.
'Nothing. Everyone's got their girls over and I felt left out, so I thought I would disappear up here' Paul explained all in one breath. She put her book down, swinging her legs off the bed so she was sat next to Paul, brushing her leg up against his hoping he would try and kiss her again. She gazed into his eyes, hoping he would get the message. Smiling, he lent in to make their lips brush against each other. Fireworks erupted all over Emma's body as their lips touched. Paul reached up and pulled his hands through her hair gently. Emma's arms found their way to Paul's waist, exploring his body slowly. They fell backwards onto the bed, so Paul was led between Emma's legs, kissing her softly. He stopped suddenly, and got up. Emma was worried he wasn't going to come back, but all he did was flick the lock on her door, so they wouldn't be disturbed. Emma smiled, biting her lip gently.
'Don't bite your lip like that, it turns me on' Paul said seductively. He took his position again, biting on Emma's lip softly. She moaned gently into his mouth, liking what Paul was doing. Her hands reached for Paul's t-shirt, rolling it up exposing more and more skin. Their lips parted for a second as Paul's shirt came off, ending up on the floor. Emma's vest quickly followed, beginning to make a small pile of clothing on the floor. Emma pulled Paul close and began kissing him -more strongly than she had been before, showing him she wanted this. She felt for his belt buckle, dragging his trousers down partially before he did the rest, adding them to the pile. Paul stopped.
'I don't suppose you have any... ahem... condoms in here do you?' Paul asked. Emma shook her head apologetically. Paul sighed, and got up off the bed. 'I'll be right back sweetie, don't go anywhere!' Paul joked. It wasn't until he stood up that Emma noticed the effect she was having on his private area. She smiled to herself, watching him leaving the room, tiptoeing. She slipped off her shorts, so she was just in her underwear.
Paul left his room, clutching a few condoms in his hand. He was halfway back to Emma's when he heard laughing and joking coming from the stairs. Before he had time to hide, John and Cynthia appeared, arms wrapped around each other. John raised his eyebrows when he saw the almost naked Paul.
'Paul, what are you- Oh, I see what this is. Semi boner, condoms... You're shagging Emma! Well played my son. Well played. Have fun!' John smiled, laughing at Paul's embarrassment. Paul put up his middle finger, before slipping into Emma's room and locking the door.
'Got some.' Paul announced, before he noticed Emma was just in dainty blue underwear. 'Wow' He said, almost falling backwards in amazement. She smiled up at him as he got closer, pulling him back in for a kiss. He chucked the condoms on the part of the bed they weren't using, and continued with the kiss. He moved one of his hands round to Emma's back, where he began to finger at her bra clasp. She moaned into his mouth, waiting for him to get it off. He squeezed quickly, feeling the bra suddenly loosen and slip down her arms. He opened his eyes to get a good look at the breasts he'd just exposed, feeling his dick get harder straight away. Paul reached up with one hand to play around with Emma's boob, allowing her to get more turned on. She moaned quite loudly this time, loud enough to be heard in the next room, which happened to be John's. Paul didn't care, he was too turned on to. Emma's hand slowly crept down his chest and into his pants, touching the contents gently. Paul moaned now, not liking being teased, but loving it at the same time. Emma used both hands to pull the pants down, chucking them on the floor. Paul did the same thing to Emma, chucking the slightly wet panties away. He smiled before kissing her again. He left a trail of soft kisses down her body. When he reached her bellybutton, Emma finally realised what was about to happen. She didn't stop it, she just widened her legs slightly. Paul slid a couple of fingers inside of her slowly, watching her scream in ecstasy. He moved his head close to her, and began moving his fingers as he licked at her clit. She liked that, a lot. Noticing it was driving her crazy, he continued, but stronger. He pushed his fingers deeper into her, applying more pressure to her clit. Emma couldn't stand the pleasure any more, allowing it to overcome her, allowing herself to climax. She screamed so loudly that John began whacking on the wall from the next room. Neither of them noticed though, too horny to care. Paul withdrew his fingers and sucked on them slowly, before getting back up to eye level with Emma, cheeks flushed bright red. She was ready for him, wanting him to make love to her. She grabbed his whole body close to him, wanting to feel every part of him as they kissed. Paul began moaning softly into her mouth, letting him know he was ready. Emma halted the kiss, reaching for the one of the condom packets on the bed. Paul led down on his back next to her, waiting for Emma to hand him the opened condom. Paul grabbed hold of the wet slimy piece of plastic Emma handed to him, placing it on the end of his erection. Slowly, he rolled it down, careful not to damage it in any way. Emma moaned at the sight of Paul touching himself, driving her wild. Paul rolled back on top of Emma, positioning himself between her legs. She lifted her legs up around his back, pulling him as close to her as she could. Paul didn't protest, and pushed himself against Emma. She looked into his eyes and nodded, giving her consent for him to begin. He looked down to check what he was doing, before pushing himself deep into Emma. She threw her head back and screamed, Paul hitting her spot immediately. Paul began to moan in time with his thrusts, them getting increasingly louder as time went on. He thrust as deep as he could into Emma, loving the effect he was having on her. Paul managed to last nearly a whole half hour, prolonging the pleasure for himself and Emma. Emma was hit by the same wave of pleasure that had hit her not long before, and screamed as she had her second orgasm. She grabbed Paul's bum cheeks as she came, enough to send Paul over the edge as he too hit his climax. He shouted Emma's name as he came, rewarding her with a kiss when he was finished. Emma was panting, as was Paul himself, proof of how much they had enjoyed their first sexual encounter. Paul withdrew himself from Emma, taking care not to spill the contents of the condom as he pulled it off slowly. He turned Emma on her side, and spooned her from behind whilst leaving gentle kisses on her neck. She smiled as she drifted off to sleep, closely followed by Paul.