Life of Paul Ch. 05: Jamie

"So," I ventured, "it sounds like she'll get to be free of him. Have the place to herself."

"Nope," Tanya countered, "that asshole moved out, gave the manager the keys and took the deposit on her apartment. She got the text message from her property manager saying she owed him $200 for the keys she didn't return and for carpet cleaning."

My ire rose a fair amount. I'm not a violent or super confrontational person by nature, but some people deserve a good ass kicking sometimes.

"We talked about it, but whats the point. Her stuff is in storage now and she's got no place to go. So..."

"You had sex with her?" I ventured, gesturing to her robed chest.

Tanya blushed heavily, not easy to do with her dark skin. "It ended up there, yes. But before that I called Amber and Jess and they helped me help Jamie. Amber especially since they hung out a bit in high school."

I remember that Amber was friends with a lot of different groups back in the day so it did't surprise me she and Jamie hung out a bit. Plus, when someone needs help, both Amber and Jessica are full gas to help fix it. They're good people like that.

"Still," Tanya continued, "we went over a lot of stuff with Jamie. She has not had a good time the last 20 years by any stretch. This last asshole was the latest in a chain of losers, but she is also just not feeling good about herself in general. We tried to help her but sometimes words only do so much. I wanted to help her feel better, but she was just sort of..." Tanya struggled for the word, "attacked me is the best description. We hung up with the others and she just kissed me. Hard. It was surprising, but good, and she was thanking me repeatedly for being nice and trying to help.

"And yes, she is seriously beautiful and yes, we were a bit drunk, but still, it was something that I think she needed. And since Amber and Jess were cool with it I figured, what could it hurt?"

She noticed the confused look on my face. "What?"

"Its just, how did you know it was cool with Jess and Amber?" I said.

"Oh, we were joking around and Jess suggested I give Jamie a good tongue lashing, but it sounded playful, but I know that woman's tones, and she was dead serious. And Amber was all kinds of agreeable cause she wanted details and possibly pictures."

Pushing that incredibly hot image and conversation aside, I still had questions.

"So how is it we're gonna help her?" I asked.

"We?"

"Yes, 'we'. She's my friend and I want to help her too." I really did. I hate seeing friends in distress so if I can help I will. The fact that she was a woman and super hot were beside the fact. Honest!

Tanya leaned over and kissed me. "You're sweet, but I think we have a plan. And I know you'll agree to it too, cause you are all about the damsel in distress mentality. For now though just know that Jamie's gonna hang with us for the rest of our trip."

I was annoyed that I was thought of as so cliche and predictable, but the front of Tanya's robe was open, so I didn't mind too much.

"Alright," I said, "I'll support this plan of yours and help where I can. But don't sign me up for something major without at least giving me a warning, ok?"

Tanya smirked. "Deal."

"Great," I said, stretching, "and with that, I assume I'm on the couch, so I'll say good night so you can get back to 'helping' Jamie. I did have plans when I got back here, mostly involving you screaming my name in pleasure, but that can wait I guess." I kissed her good night.

I stripped down to my shorts, grabbed a blanket and stretched out on the couch as she got up.

"Well, I don't want to wake Jamie, but I don't see why we can't have a little fun..." she said as she pushed the blanket aside, undid her robe just enough and straddled me.

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The next day dawned with a much happier looking Jamie, a satisfied looking Tanya, and a slightly hunched me since that couch was not nearly comfortable enough. Stopping in the restaurant downstairs for coffee and bagels went a long way to making me feel more upright.

Tanya wanted to see the area I, and for that matter Jamie, grew up in. The greater San Diego area was full of stuff to do and see so we made a plan and set to it.

We visited the wild animal park because zoos are cool. We went through the artsy parts of downtown San Diego. We hit up the outskirts of Rancho Valley itself for the vineyards and for what it turns out is Tanya's least favorite activity; that being horseback riding.

An old friend I knew had some horses and he was more than happy to let us ride some around his impressively large acreage. Jamie faired much better than Tanya, but I was a fair decent rider myself, so it was nice to show them around the upper hills and some of the more magnificent views.

We also spent some time at the beach, which was a welcome, relaxing event after the horses. We'd all brought our swimwear just in case (old surfer habit) and the beach was as warm and enjoyable as I remember. Being with two incredibly beautiful, well proportioned women in skimpy bikini's certainly added to the enjoyment as well.

That night, after a very nice dinner at a fancy restaurant, and a lovely moonlit walk around the garden park, we headed back to the hotel. I'd ordered a fold out cot be brought cause I did not want to suffer that couch again. The ladies retreated to the bedroom while I hit the bathroom and tucked in. It must have been a longer day than I thought; the last thing I remember was looking through my email on my phone, before being awoken by Jaime standing over me in a silk robe.

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There are very few things in my life that scare me. Thankfully this wasn't one of those things. Jamie's robe was much more tightly tied than Tanya's was last night, and she sat down on the edge of my cot heavily.

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. "Everything OK?" I asked.

"Yea, everything's OK, sorry to wake you," she said. "Well, actually, not completely OK, if I'm being honest." She bit her lip, thinking about something obviously.

"Honest is usually the best policy. It's easy to remember, and you know I'm all about whats easy." I smiled to try to lighten her mood. Didn't seem to help.

She took a steadying breath. "I need your help, or at least I would greatly appreciate your help.

"You see, Tanya has been a great help to me in so, sooo, many ways these last couple days. And I really appreciate all she and you have done to try to make me feel better."

"You're my friend," I said, "why wouldn't I try to help."

She smiled at this. "And that is what I liked most about you. Still do. You're sweet and helpful, especially when it comes to women.

"But right now, what I need is payback. Not revenge per se, but just something to let a certain asshole know how much he screwed up."

I thought about this. "Well, a shovel isn't that expensive, and the desert is pretty close..."

"Ha, close, but not that," she said. Phew, that was a relief. I wouldn't know where to get a shovel at this time of night.

"No," she continued, "I want to make him jealous and crazy and make him realize how much he fucked up.

"Simply put, I want you to fuck me on camera, screaming your name out, so I can send it to him."

And there I was again, speechless. This normally reserved woman just said three of the crudest things I'd ever heard her say, and it was a request. Of me. While I'm in my boxers. My expression was probably one of utter confusion that Jamie thankfully wanted to rectify.

"I'm a woman. I'm a damn attractive women, and every asshat I've let into my pants has treated me like shit eventually. This jack-hole literally made me homeless because I didn't do this or that in the bedroom, when the fact of the matter was I didn't want to do those things with him.

"Anyways, Tanya mentioned that you do stuff on the internet, so I was hoping you could help me with that too. But she mentioned primarily that you are fantastic to a woman in bed, and I need that. But more than that, I want to be desired and used for my body by someone who doesn't expect that, but by someone who appreciates it."

She let that sink in for a bit. Sometimes brain get thick and word not come good to mouth hole. When I started thinking in post-neanderthal terms, Jamie continued.

"I want to show that loser all the things he's going to be missing on those lonely nights when he's jerking off to the distant memory of me. Would you be willing to help me with that?"

She smiled sweetly. "It would mean you have to have sex with me, but I've been told by your other girl friends it would be great if we did. So how about it?"

Yes, was my first impulse. And let's face, my fifth impulse as well. "How do you know I'm not really an asshole too," I asked.

"Dude," said Jamie, "you live with three of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, who have sex with you willingly and often. Such a feat no asshole could achieve."

Well, that ego stroke, as well as the promise of whatever else she was going to stroke, got me into a helpful mood.

"Well," I said coyly, "If it will help you, I'll suffer through it." I reached for her hand and she took it. She seemed relieved that I said yes (like there was any doubt) but not her smile turned devilish.

"So, before we begin, I don't want him to get this video and send it to everyone. Can you prevent that somehow?"

"Yea" I said, "I'll put it on my private server under a special link. As soon as he views it, I'll make it so that it swaps to something else, like 'blue waffle' or something equally terrible."

"I don't know what that is, and I probably don't want to know," she said. She handed me her phone. "Here, set that up so I can record and send, I'll go get gussied up a bit." She departed to the bathroom to get ready while I setup things.

After a few minutes, everything was set so all she had to do was hit record, stop, and then send. I heard the door open and looked up at Jamie.

Her hair was more curly than it was a bit ago, and her make up was done up. Her lips were bright red and her eye shadow was in in a darker but still subtle looking shade. I didn't see any other stuff applied, but then again the secret to makeup is to make it look like you aren't wearing any. With her angelic face though, it hardly needed improving.

"Ready," she asked. I sauntered (read stumbled) up to her and into the bathroom, that had much better diffuse lighting.

Jamie opened her robe, revealing her freckled body but not completely exposing her breasts. She had on some black, nearly transparent panties that made her hips look amazing, and opened her robe more and more until her nipples, which I saw were already pert from excitement, stayed barely covered.

"Ok, start it up," she said. I centered Jamie's image in her phone screen and hit record, nodding the go ahead to Jamie.

"Hi, asshole," she began. "I wanted to let you know that the reunion was fun and I reconnected with a lot of great old friends. Your suggestion I go was good, even though you cleared out MY apartment and took the deposit for it while I was here.

"But still," she went on, "I'm not mad anymore, because I finally found a man that can satisfy me in way's you could never manage. And to prove to you that all your bullshit and fake-gentlemanly talk is complete shit, I've enlisted the help of said man," she opened her robe fully and dropped it to the floor, "to please me like the sexy woman I want to feel like."

She moved towards me, dropped to her knees and began pulling down my boxers. Keeping the camera on her was getting difficult but I managed. "Now here is what I do for a cock that treats me right," she said, looking into the camera.

My cock leapt out of my shorts and bumped up against her cheek. "Oh," she said in genuine surprise, "this is a treat. Such a nice, thick, long hard cock excited to see me. I bet this cock can treat me like like the woman I want to be treated like."

She gingerly stuck out her tongue and liked the tip of my head. It sent shivers down my body and I had trouble holding the camera steady.

"Ooo, don't get too excited too quickly," she playfully chided. "I want this cock in all my holes before we're done."

With that she spat onto my cock, stroking it slick, and nearly inhaled half my generous length in one go.

Her mouth was cooler than I expected it to be, but certainly not unwelcome. Her throat was tighter than anything I'd felt before and I was amazed she didn't gag on it.

She bobbed her head a few times and then slowly came up, looking into the camera the whole time.

"I bet you didn't think I could deep throat a cock this large, huh?" she said sweetly into the camera. "You'd be surprised how depraved I can be when I meet the right man; or the right dick; or in this case, both." She resumed deep throating, taking my cock half way and withdrawing smoothly. She kept up this pace for several minutes and I felt myself getting even harder at her ministrations. The familiar buzzing at the base of my shaft told me that I was not going to last as long as I'd hoped.

"Gonna cum soon," I mouthed to Jamie. Her eyes flicked to mine, showing she understood, and slowed her pace. At this reduced rate, I'd last at least a few minutes longer.

A shift caught my eye and I looked up to see Tanya standing half behind the doorway, naked, her dark brown nipples so erect they could cut glass. Her mouth was smiling, slightly open, breathing heavily. She was rubbing slow, intense circles on her pussy, watching Jamie bob up and down on my shaft. She looked at me, blew a kiss at me and continued watching Jamie while rubbing herself.

Jamie noticed me looking away but didn't stop, staring into the camera constantly. She pulled away but continued to stroke me. "While this is fun," she said into the camera, "I said I want to be treated like a slut. And sluts take facials when they suck a cock this nice. So now I am going to let this beautiful cock shoot all that hot cum over my pretty little face."

She quickened her pace once more, taking me just as far into her mouth. Her hand squeezed more tightly around my girth, encouraging my cum to rise. Her speed was steady but not fast; she wanted as big as load as I could muster. And with the way she was working my cock, I wanted to impress her.

A few more minutes of this were all I could manage. I grunted to let her know and she took her mouth off, stroking and aiming the head to her face, staring into the camera lens. The first knee-wobbling shot splashed her cheek with enough force to deflect onto her forehead. I lost track of the rest of my spasms from the ecstasy she was bringing me, stroking with each jerk of my cock. Her strokes lessened and I looked down at her face.

Jamie's cheeks, fore head, her left eye, and mouth were covered in thick cum. She was smiling despite having an eye glued shut.

"Holy fuck," she breathed, "that was an amazing load! And it tastes sooo good..." She emphasized this by luxuriously licking around her mouth, swallowing occasionally. She swiped her eye clean and licked her finger, taking her time for the camera.

"That...is yummy," she purred, "so much better than that putrid spunk you shot at me. And it was so much too! I think this beautiful cock likes me."

She gently stroked my entire length, slick with saliva and cum for a minute or so. She glanced down at the slowly returning erection. She smiled at the camera. "And that is how you show a woman how sexy she is. This cock came buckets onto my face, and it's already getting hard in order to service me."

Jamie increased the pressure on my shaft, using longer strokes and the occasional tongue flick to tease me to full mast in short order.

"Now, like a proper slut, I need a good fucking." She stood and moved over to the counter. Her cum covered face was looking at the camera in the reflection as she lifted up on tip toes, bending slightly forward to present her ass. She shook it a bit to further entice, as if that was even needed, and pulled down her panties, dropping them to the floor.

"I want you to fuck me; hard, fast. I want you to punish this pussy and when you're ready, I want your load all over my tits." She bent back over, ready for the fucking she requested, spanking her own ass for emphasis.

I moved to her and lined my cock up with her entrance and gently started inserting. The girth of the head stretched out her pussy almost comically, but when it popped in Jamie exhaled in contentment. I pressed in further and further with each stroke; Jamies wetness increasing the deeper I went, and her moans growing louder the more I pressed into her silken folds.

"Mmmmmm...thats great, but I do believe I told you fuck me so... FUCK ME!!" she yelped as I drew nearly completely out of her and slammed back in. I repeated the thrust again and again, her surprise robbing her of any further quip. I gripped her hip firmly to help steady things and continued my assault without relent.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, yea, fuck me like that asshole can't, yes fuck, its so hard and deep, keep fucking me, yes, fffuuuuuck," she moaned, the cum on her face starting to drip down onto her breasts.

She turned to the camera suddenly and I paused my assault on her ass. "And that is all you get to see asshole. I hope you jerk off to this like the pathetic sack of crap you are, knowing that a real man with a real cock is fucking me now. Fuck you." She gave the cut gesture and I stopped the camera.

I handed her the phone, she typed a quick message and hit send. She tossed her phone onto the counter and looked me intently in the eye.

"I meant what I said; that part was for you, Paul. Fuck me hard and cum on my tits. Im close to cumming and I want to quiver on that cock before we're done. So please. Fuck me now," she said as she bent forward again, bracing with her hands. Her breasts pillowed slightly as she bent over the counter.

I grabbed her hips with both hands, pulled out and slammed into her again, which elicited moans from her and me at the feel of our joining. I fucked into her as hard as she wanted me to fuck her because I wanted to make her feel as desired as she wanted to be. I fucked to make up for lost time and missed opportunities. But mostly I fucked to feel her tight hot pussy around my cock, and to listen to the filth coming out of her mouth.

"Oh..." she breathed, "ohhh ffffuuuuuck... OH FUCK FUCK YES OH OH FUUUUCK PAAUUUUHHHHHHHH," she howled. I didn't let up in my rhythm because I was about to cum. She was hot beyond belief and I wanted to get her off at least once. She maintained her position and kept taking my pumping, fingering herself idly.

"Fuck, Jamie, Im close," I moaned. She looked back grinning. "Cum where you want to; in my pussy, my ass, shove it down my throat, just use me like a whore."

That set me off. My orgasm rose and exploded so fast at Jamie's debauchery I couldn't do anything but cum inside her. I fired each glorious burst into her soaking pussy, pumping everything I had into her, reaching around to fonder her tits as I finished filling her.

She bent up slightly, turning her face to kiss me. The cum was dried mostly but her lips were sweet. I pulled out and saw a river of cum run down her left thigh.

A gentle clap emanated from the doorway. Tanya stood there, panting herself, clapping at our session.

"I can't tell you how incredibly hot that was you guys," she said. "It was like being on a porn set but so much hotter."

Jamie moved over to Tanya, the two embraced and kissed, neither caring about the dried cum on Jamie's face, or the fresh cum running down her leg.

"Come on," Jamie said to Tanya, "lets all take a shower. I'm still feeling exhibitionist-y, so I want Paul to watch us lick each other silly and cum at least a few more times. Sound good," she asked, turning to me.