From Roshandra – Author R.M. Simone'

ONE KISS original story from R.M. Simone' has been created into a novel with full name character changes and complete Edit. It currently is under PUBLISHING project. Do enjoy the original Fan Fiction and all the. ENJOY the three chapters all in finished EDIT presentation. Find author on ' n'.

CHAPTER ONE

THE RULES

ONE KISS -THE GAME had RULES...no KISSING ... Meet at the CLUB, virgins were welcome, and a mystery match up lover partner for a ONE NIGHT only. The experience with a stranger as a lover. No Names, no Kissing and never see them again...

That was the RULE.

The event ad clearly defined the guidelines on how this worked. My best friend Alise brought it to me with the biggest smile on her face ever. Her plan was to get me through this process of finally losing my virginity. No questions asked, just health reports, no STDS and over 18 years of age to consent. All partners would be computer matched up from the questionnaire filled out before. I was just ready to get this on with so I no longer at the age of 22, almost 23 now let go of this label I carried. "Virgin'… Of all my friends in college, I was the only one still a virgin. Granted, pleasuring myself gave orgasms that always worked, but this was the 'rite of passage'.

Normally the high school prom was the moment most girls lost their virginity. Planned out with a new gown, a first step into a grown-up world of social party time, all chaperoned while the plan was to end up with your date at a motel or someone's parent's big home finally having sex. I was set for that and my date got sick. He was throwing up all night because like most 18-year old guys, he drank too much. I was left still a virgin and he had no memory if we 'did or didn't' and I quietly kept that to myself. I only confided in Alise in my junior year of college, and she was in shock. Her mission became to get me through that passage. It was like a checklist and I was far too busy for a boyfriend. She came up with this newspaper campus ad with the solution in hand. I thought I would die.

CHAPTER TWO

PLAN PLAYS OUT

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

"Bree, wait a second. First, it's not as clinical as all that. Yes, most girls experience a disappointment the 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 and 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'm getting nervous now. I'm just trying to take this off my check list until I can meet a guy when maybe I 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 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 Bree. Don't ask to 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'll drive you to the place. What are you going to wear, if I may ask? Got your breath mint too?"

"Alise, why does this need to be a fashion statement date? I'm 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. Do I meet your approval?"

"Look, just go do your thing. You are smart Bree, 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. Alise 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 matchups. 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 like to 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 handled this 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 to 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 Alise 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 erect 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 wanted to try out sucking it. 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 wasn't prepared for what was inside.

"Looks okay Bree and so keep me in the loop with calling me. I'm sure this will go as planned. I like the black little dress you invested in. Makes you look more sophisticated. You are all set girlfriend. If you need me 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?"

"Alise 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 as Alise began to take over to sign me in. I had to handle that myself. I was not her child or younger sister. I nudged 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 five minutes. This gave me no time to change my mind. One hurdle was done now. Alise poked me in the ribs. I looked around 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, I was given something that was an electronic signal to trigger. It would immediately bring 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'm using Alise."

Alise looked at me with a mix of fire pixie about to kill me and the deer in the headlight confusion. 'Bree, 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 Collins, Alise Collins, please follow me." I looked back over my shoulder seeing Alise glaring at me mouthing the fact I used her last name too. She was furious. I smiled back, a point for Bree! I 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 was ready for what I was about to embark into. I could handle this.

"Ms. Collins, 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 throwback in retro taste. I shook my head; third room was worst of all. It had the strangest smell of pot, patchouli 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 to you and you have two more choices and if not, you forfeit your money for this. It is pretty straightforward Miss Collins."

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, "Alise Collins?"

He began to smile and almost laughed. I wondered why. He had an English accent and was utterly dreamy kind of guy. My heart 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 James Wolfe 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 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 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 Alise." He smiled again saying the name.

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

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

"I see and what do I call you James Wolfe? Jim okay?"

"Alise, I tend to be a little more formal, so let's stay with James, 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 meme, 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 James 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.

"Alise, 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 .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 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, 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.

CHAPTER THREE

DID NOT SEE THAT COMING

He scooped me up in his arms and I was carried off in one easy movement by James. I was placed on the large bed covers there waiting for what was coming next. He just looked at me. H slowly took off his jacket, reached for his belt buckle, and smoothly pulled out his entire belt. He placed in on the bed near my feet. He reached forward to take off my heels and moved his eyes up my legs to my slightly parted thighs. My short dress had hiked up to my hips all on its own. Passion was the only word that came to me bordering on pure desire wanting this guy. Maybe it was the boyish handsome good looks or the English accent, I was taken by him in ways no college boy did for me. He unbuttoned his shirt pulling it out of his very nice English looking suit following with unbuttoning his fly. Now I was getting a little squeamish. He was clearly going about his business with me. How did this match happen?

"I want to do whatever makes you happy. Tell me what turns you on Alise?"

I began to giggle. I was nervous acting overly girly which is something I never did. He looked at me in a way that made me realize I was in the deep end of the pool and didn't know how to swim. "Alise, are you okay?"

"Ah, yes, well, I like being underneath. You know, classic missionary style." OMG… I just said that. How dumb was that? I have a 4.0 average in college, and I said that? Now he will know I'm new at this.

"Really, most girls like to be on top or penetrated from behind or tied up a little. I placed my belt there if you went that way."

"Did he just say that? I don't remember anything on the questionnaire the subject of belts or tied up."

"Ah, well, what can you do with your belt? I'm not into spanking, however? Did I just say that?

"Okay, well I am more than happy to please you, and accommodate your wishes." He reached for my ankles, I wore no stockings, and I felt his firm steady grip on my legs, and he sharply pulled me down on the bed closer to him. He was kneeling on the bed now with his clothing half on and I could see a nicely muscled chest. He was serious about his work. I saw him take the belt, loosely anchor around my ankles, and tied it there. I never felt anything like that before and ripples of sexual delight sprang up my legs into my personal zones of my panties. What was I allowing to happen?

"Alise, nothing hard, just some light fun play. I will be more than happy to get on top and let me grab my condom. Oh, I sat straight up thinking this through. First time sex, bondage and a little foreplay, I didn't see this coming? Panic came over me that this was a very bad idea.

"Relax, just tell me if this is too tight. I sense you are feeling scared? If you prefer to get on top… most girls now like to be on top of the guy."

Now I was ready to bolt. He pulled me back down to his knees and loosened the belt off one ankle and smoothly slid his hand up my inner thigh to the waiting desired moistly waiting hotspot. I was thrilled with anticipation and excitement. I saw his face change from playful to confused. I felt this yearning for him, my first time was going to not be as clinical as, I had worked out in my mind. I had feelings coming for this stranger. Was it the accent? His mannerisms or was it due to his being so hot? My mind was a fog now and this was hopeless.

"Alise, let me please you. Just let go." H then in one strong intention took the belt that was attached to the one ankle pulling my legs wide apart and open for his view. I didn't see that coming either.

He moved forward over me like a panther about to enjoy his prey. That turned me on and why, I had no idea. Now for the moment of joining as his hand began to tug my ruffled new panties down. I swallowed hard and he noticed. "You okay Alise? Why did he keep asking me questions? I did not know if I was okay, but this was going to happen.

"I'm fine. Why do you keep talking?"

That surprised me that I went sassy and began to argue with him?

"Fine, then let's get on with this. Part your legs more so I can see everything before we do this."

I felt him hike my dress up further and my legs eagerly obeyed to his command. I swear this felt like I was ready to gush in an orgasm. I never had been with a buy before, I was fine with myself, but now this brought a whole new feeling to the desire to have what this was about to enter into me happen. I remember what Alise said, check out his penis first, "Okay, I want to see your dick."

Did I just say that? I did…

He smiled. "Okay Alise, but I already have my condom on. Let me do a show and tell." He pulled out his very erected penis with condom on and began to unroll it. He was going to show me himself naked. He stood up and took off his shirt and I spoke. "No leave on your trousers. I want fabric between us. This keeps impersonal with a stranger." He nodded.

He resumed his role of male on top advancing to me and my legs wide open marking the secret cavern joy spot. The sweet zone of my pleasure and where he was heading was about to be deflowered. Penetration was coming. The moment I waited for.

I was panty free. My dress now up around my waist, naked from there down and a belt tied around one ankle. Well that looking interesting as I viewed myself. My breath was rapid, pulse pounding so loud it sounded like a beating tribal drum. I was beyond excited by this act to occur. Then it happened.

"Are you a virgin Alise?"

What? Why was he asking me that? Did it show?

My entire body was shaking for sex with James and he was asking me if I was a naïve first timer. I used tampons since I was fourteen years of age. I stretched my virginal flower head with my fingers, and I was not going to be called a virgin. I would not rip or tear on my first-time penetration either. I had it all planned out. This was going to be hotter than I expected and now with me dripping wet, more than when I am pleasuring myself, this guy James is asking me that question

"I want on top, screw this talk James." I pushed him back and he jerked and with a mischievous smile he let me get on him. Penetration was not happening, but my anger was. I was strong, tomboyish and I could deal with 6'2" Englishman just fine. He began laughing and grabbed the belt on my ankle.

"So that is what this is. You wanted to be deflowered in a passing this like a prom moment."

I began to consider hitting the button or just leaving, then he became caring, stopped teasing me and he had figured this out. "Alise, I want you. Let me please you."

He resumed his role as guiding this. I felt him roll back to the bad and opened my legs as they parted willing for him and his touch. The sexual tension was growing stronger even with this anger outburst. He slipped his condom back on. He was very well built, and I began to wonder if I stretched myself enough. He looks at me making sure we had eye contact. His blue eyes were luscious and penetrating with maturity and yet mystery. He was so good looking. I lucked out on that. He smiled and came in closer to my body and seemed to want to kiss me. I realized then I wanted him to kiss me too. Should I break the rule? I would never see him again. I promised myself that.

He hesitated and then slowly as I watched James he began to penetrate lightly, firmly and desire rushed over my entire lower loin area, I pulled my legs up to couple around his back pushing him fully, and deeply into me. I wanted all of this experience, and whatever would happen. I felt the belt tug on my ankle, and he made love to me. Intensely, with repeated long strokes, and with a sense of pleasing me he moved in and out of me. I was eagerly receiving him. I wanted more. Then I felt it. I felt a release never dreamed of before. I orgasmic let go and pulled him closely and I felt him go over his edge of performance too into his own release. It was a match of passion. He laid there fully on top of my body as I rippled in more body spasms of this joy that was called having made love. Hot, intense, fire, male female lovemaking that took me into my womanhood now, I was no longer a virgin.

James waited, and I began to feel his weight too much on my chest. He hadn't even explored my breasts, but I liked the leather wrapped on my ankle. I was good at this and decided right then and there I was going to have more of this. A lot more… I liked this.

He got up and looked down at me. "You were a virgin Alise. That is off the check list now. I'm glad I was your first. You came, didn't you?"

I blushed and pulled my dress down. I sat up and nodded. "Yes, and that was nice. I liked the belt too. Looks like nice English leather." My sass came back. He laughed.

"Well, Alise, I wasn't expecting this. I didn't see this coming."

"Really, what did you expect?

"Just some nice one-hour fast sex and in and out so to speak…" He realized he was getting personal and said too much. He knew I was a virgin.

"Question Alise, how come you were able to take a male first time and it went smoothly for you? I am not judging and only curious?"

"I stretched myself and most girls use tampons early on. Maidenheads I think are something of the past James."

"I see, well this was good." He realized again he said to much.

He reached for me with his hand. A gentlemanly English gesture and I demurely found myself welcoming his hand to help me up off the bed.

He looked almost lovingly at me. I knew I would not see this stranger again and he smiled. He leaned forward now into me and his chest was bare, my back of my dress was exposing an open bare skin too and he kissed me. It was a long, beautiful, passionate first kiss and it was met with my eagerness to feel his lips on my own slightly yearning mouth. The kiss lingered and so did his holding me.

He stepped back slowly clearing his throat.

"This is how a first time should be and with a kiss too."

I broke the rule and I felt my heart throb for this stranger and my first-time sex act.