Author's Note: A little bit of warning before you carry on to read this chapter. There will be sex in this chapter. So if you can't handle reading, just close it, but if you want to keep on reading, go ahead. But hey, you do what you want ;)
Eleanor's POV
I got out of bed after lying there for a few minutes and listening to Paul's soft and quiet snore. I walk to the bathroom silently, trying not to wake him up.
I stepped inside the shower as I closed the shower curtain behind me. I turned on the faucet and the warm water showered down upon my body. I cleaned the area of my thighs, and I watched the blood streaming down my legs to the shower floor. I remembered the whole thing of what we'd done last night.
Paul and I returned back to the apartment after a night out in a new club in Carnaby Street. We decided to go there before they left for another tour in America. John and Cynthia were there, George and Pattie were too, and so did Ringo and Penny.
Penny loved Ringo a lot, and she was really excited when Paul introduced her to Ringo. I didn't know what happened, but Ringo immediately fell in love with Penny. He often took Penny out for dinner, and Penny was never at home every Friday night.
Paul and I weren't tired by the time we arrived at the apartment, and it was three in the morning. I honestly didn't know why my eyes were wide awake after all the hours of dancing and smoking and drinking and conversing and dancing. I had a splendid time, and I knew Paul did too.
Paul wrapped his arms around my waist behind me after closing the door. I could feel his crotch on my bum, and I felt a bit excited about it.
He kissed my cheek lovingly while his hand caressed my stomach. "I love you so much, Eleanor."
"I know."
He turned me around so he could look at me. "Cheeky." He remarked and we both laughed. "You know, Penny is probably in Ringo's bed right now, and it's just the two of us here." He smiled mischievously.
I raised an eyebrow. "What are you up to, Paul?" I asked.
"Well, I don't know…probably attempting to bed you."
I rolled my eyes with a scoff.
"I think it's time for you to lose it, Eleanor. What if…I break up with you, and you end up being sad and lonely and you need someone to fool around with, but nobody will?"
I smirked. "I can always have a gigolo."
He laughed. "Nice answer."
I sighed and shrugged. "Alright. I'll do it."
He looked at me with wide eyes. "You will really do it?" he asked.
"Yes," I said, "it's going to be fun…I guess."
"It will hurt a bit, but you'll enjoy it in a while."
We walked to my bedroom hand in hand, leaving the bedroom door closed. I turned my back from Paul, and I unzipped my dress by myself. What if he didn't like how I look when I'm naked? Nonsense, he liked what he saw when I showed him my breasts!
I turned around, and I saw him lying on the bed facing me with his body covered with the blanket. I stood there, letting him observe every bit of detail there is on my body.
"You're beautiful, Eleanor," he said softly, looking deep into my eyes.
I smiled at him. My heart was racing inside my ribs, waiting to escape.
"Come here." He said.
I dragged my feet to the bed, and I put myself inside the blanket. He slid his hand into my arm, and he pulled me to his embrace and kiss. His kiss was very passionate, and it made me feel less nervous. He trailed kisses from the edge of my mouth down to my neck. He nibbled the skin of my neck while his fingers slowly traced down the shape of my waist. I gasped slightly when his fingers touched my inner thigh, and he squeezed it with his whole hand that made me gasp again.
His fingers caressed my sex softly while he kisses my lips again. I held him tightly around my arms when I felt his whole hand on my sex. I rested my chin on his shoulder, and I gasped and moaned in his ear.
He laid me down flat on the bed, and he lied down on top of me. He looked deep into my eyes, and just with that glance I knew he told me to not to worry. But I still wasn't convinced.
"I don't know if I can do this, Paul," I said softly.
"Just relax," he said, and then kissed my lips again. "Just relax."
I closed my eyes, and a few seconds later I felt something penetrating me. I opened my eyes, and my breathing became fast. Paul pushed his…thing inside me, and I cried out in pain. He hushed me gently, and told me to just relax. Having sex for the first time was probably the scariest thing I'd ever done in my life.
I moaned in pain very loudly, and soon I found it…rather nice and enjoyable. I was overwhelmed with pleasure, and I never wanted Paul to stop. Listening to his moans and groans pleased my ears. And when he panted as he pushed really fast made my head spin.
I started singing Cole Porter's Let's Fall in Love as I applied shampoo to my hair. I ran my fingers through my hair, leaving shampoo on every strands of hair.
I heard the shower curtain moving slowly, and I turned my head. I smiled when I saw Paul peeking in with a messy hair and tired smile.
Paul's POV
I heard an angelic voice singing when I was half-asleep. I opened my eyes and winced when the sunlight hit my eyes. I raised my head, and I saw the door leading to the bathroom was open.
I stood up from the bed, and I wore my trousers as I made my way to the bathroom. I peeked in the shower curtain, and I saw Eleanor taking a shower while singing Cole Porter's Let's Fall in Love.
"Let's do it, let's fall in love." She sang, and she looked at me. "Oh, good morning, sleepy head! You still look good even with that bed hair of yours."
I chuckled. "How do you feel this morning?" I asked her.
"A bit dirty…my thighs ache…" she soaped herself, "my head feels dizzy, and my ears are ringing. But on top of it all, I feel wonderful." She grinned at me. "And what about you, yourself?"
"Splendid, my love." I smiled.
"Do you want to step in?" she asked.
"No, I'll make breakfast for us."
"Please yourself, darling."
I walked out of the bathroom, and then out of the bedroom with my pants on only. I scratched my head while I yawned and walked to the kitchen. I turned my head to the living room, and then back to the kitchen. I stopped. What did I just see?
I turned my head back at the living room, and I made a disgusted look on my face. Ringo and Penny were in the living room sofa…naked on top of each other with their eyes closed. I walked silently to them, and I tapped Ringo's arm. He moaned, and raised his head. His eyes widened when he saw me, and he immediately covered his butt using Penny's dress.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked, still looking tired.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked him back. I was shocked to find him naked there, okay. It was worse than seeing your parents having sex and they don't realize it. "I live here!"
Penny moved, and she opened her eyes. Her eyes also widened the way Ringo did, and she covered herself with Ringo.
"Paul!" she gasped. "Oh, dear!"
"What is he doing here?" I asked them both while laughing. I found it funny sooner or later.
"Uh, well, you see—"
"Why are you both naked?" I asked like a little child while laughing.
"Uh, Paul, we—"
"Did you both have sex?" I asked, and I gasped with delight. "Hahaha!"
Ringo and Penny looked at me as if I were crazy.
"Why the fuck are you laughing?" Penny asked.
"I don't know, I just think it's funny, s'all!" I continued to laugh.
"What's all that racket over there?" I heard Eleanor's voice.
Penny cursed to herself, and she pushed Ringo down to the floor. In one quick motion, she wore her dress, but Eleanor came to the living room before she even could step inside.
"Holy!" Eleanor gasped, and she immediately covered her eyes. "What on earth is going on here?"
"An orgy, I suppose." I grinned.
She stood in front of me with her back to the living room. "Penny…" she started.
"Yes, Eleanor?" Penny answered as she wore her dress.
"Did you…did you…have sex with Ringo…on the sofa?" Eleanor asked slowly.
"Uh…" Penny couldn't say anything.
"More or less." Ringo said.
"Good Lord!" Eleanor sighed. "I don't want…your sperm on the sofa, for God's sake! Ugh!" She stormed away to the kitchen.
I looked at both of them with a mischievous smile. "Both of you are in trouble." I said.
"Oh, bugger off, Paul!" Penny said as she used her knickers.
"Maybe I should go back." Said Ringo as he wore his pants.
"Oh, stay." I said. "Have breakfast for us. Try to make up for Eleanor."
The three of us went to the kitchen, and sat on the round table while we watched Eleanor cook us breakfast in her kimono and wet hair.
"How did you end up having sex in the living room?" I asked Ringo and Penny.
"Uh, well," Penny stammered.
"We came back here twenty minutes after you left, and we heard a lot of noises from Eleanor's bedroom," explained Ringo.
"And we…were turned on by the sound, and…" Penny giggled. "We ended up having sex in the sofa."
Eleanor took it lightly, and the four of us laughed. To summarize it all, we all got lucky.
I caught myself thinking about the sex Eleanor and I had the night before. She was scared to death, and yet she wanted to do it. Her innocence and fear somehow did turn me on. She was pretty good for a first timer. She didn't beg me to stop, because I was hurting her. She just begged for more.
"What are you thinking about, Paul?" Ringo asked.
Ringo's POV
Paul glanced at me and shook his head. "Oh, nothing." He said, drinking his coffee. "I was thinking about Eleanor."
"Oh?" I asked and he nodded. "What's she like in bed?"
"Uh, well," he looked down to his black coffee, "she was good for a first timer. She was, uh…really tight, but I got a lot of pleasure from it. Hahah! And what about Penny?"
I placed a cigarette between my lips, and lighted it. "She's absolutely fantastic. She clawed me last night, and my back burns a bit. That means she enjoyed the sex, right?" I looked at him for approval.
"Yes, definitely." He said. "Pass me the ciggie."
I passed my cigarette to him, and he took a drag. "I love Penny, you know?" I said after a short pause.
"No shit." He took another drag, and then gave it back to me.
"I mean it." I said. "I'm madly in love with her. Maureen is okay, but Penny is sensational, Paul! She makes me very happy, and when I'm with her, I…feel like a whole different person."
"Then what's holding you back?" he asked with interest.
"There's nothing holding me back!" I said. I took a drag from the cigarette deeply, and then exhaled the smoke through my mouth. "She reminds me of that nurse when I was still fourteen years old."
Paul chuckled.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Nothing, it's just…funny to hear you being in love." He smiled.
Penny's POV
I sat on Eleanor's messy bed as I watched her pick the clothes to wear for today. Judging from the messy bed, they had a pretty wild sex last night.
"So, what's Paul like in bed?" I asked her out of curiosity.
"I'll tell you one word." She said, pulling out a shirt out of her wardrobe. "Hot. He's absolutely hot in bed, and I just can't get enough of it."
"Little Ellie is no longer a virgin! Yay!" I giggled. "Tell me all about it, please!"
She looked at me with a straight face. "I was nervous and scared, but I wanted him so badly. Even though I was ready, I feared of the things that might happen like his manhood won't be able to get out of my cunt and those kinds of stuff, you know," she said. "He told me it was going to be fine, and if it hurts a lot he told me to stop. But no, we kept on going and going. My cunt was bleeding, is it normal?"
"It's perfectly normal." I said, grinning. "Anyway, continue!"
"He cried out telling me I was tight…what does that mean? Is that good?" she asked, putting back the shirt inside the wardrobe.
"To men, it is good. When you're a virgin, your hole is tight. So the tighter you get, the more pleasure you'll get."
"Anyway, the bed was rocking until the headboard was banging against the wall," she laughed, searching through a pile of clothes to wear. "I hope nobody heard it."
"I hope nobody heard it," I imitated her mockingly. "Ringo and I heard it! And we were in the living room!"
"Oh, gosh, I'm embarrassed!" she giggled. "Paul was good. I think those fan girls will be satisfied if they ever get the chance to sleep with Paul for once."
I laughed and lied down on the bed.
"And what about Ringo?" she asked, closing the wardrobe door.
"I don't need drugs to get high. Making love with Ringo is good enough for me." I sighed, resting my head above my hands. "He's fantastic."
"You two are a cute couple." She took off her kimono, revealing her naked self, which I'd seen a lot of times before, to me as she wore her lingerie.
I sat straight on the bed, watching her use her bra. "The problem is…Ringo and I aren't a couple."
"What?" she looked at me. "But, I thought—"
"Well, you're wrong." I interrupted. "He'd never said those absurd three letter words to me yet."
"Why don't you tell him that first?" she asked, buttoning her white blouse.
"Pardon me?"
"You can always tell him you love him first."
"What if he says he doesn't love me, he never loves me, and only uses me to fool around with?" I asked her.
"Whatever will be, will be, Penny, my dear." She said, stepping into her red pencil skirt. "Seize the day."
I left Eleanor in her room to do her make up to talk to Ringo, hoping he would still be there. I checked the kitchen, and there he was talking with Paul over coffee and cigarette.
"Excuse me, Ringo, may I speak with you?" I asked him.
"Of course! I wanted to speak with you too." He said, standing up from the chair. "Excuse us, Paul."
We walked to the living room, and we both sat next to each other on the sofa we made love to the night before. He was holding my hand, and I could tell it was going to run smoothly. I looked into his dazzling light blue eyes, and immediately my knees felt weak and my hands were trembling.
"Ringo—"
"I love you, Penny."
My eyes widened. "You do?"
"Yes, I do." He said, his deep voice lingered in my ears and mind. "I love you with the bottom of my heart. Do you want to…go steady with me?"
I saw Paul's head peeking in to the living room. I chuckled, and looked back at Ringo. "Absolutely."
I planted a kiss on Ringo's lips, and we ignored Paul's cheerful clapping.
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