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Post by .|JASONCOOPERxx on Aug 9, 2006 19:05:05 GMT
x.// DREAM COME TRUE
His eyes widened when she told him she was a virgin. Well, she'd never let that one slip before. He couldn't believe that. Such a pretty girl, no sex life under her belt. He looked at her and smiled. he could believe it. This was her mother and father's doing. She NEEDED a life, he wanted them to see that. Or ... little Imogen was going to be a six year old forever. He leaned over and kissed her deeply, before taking her hand, and opening the door, ahe walked out of his office, locking the door behind them, and walking out of the club, and into the carpark, finding his mercedes. He smiled at her simply, still not saying a thing.
He opened his car, and allowed both of them in, before looking to her, both doors shut, and his key in the ignition, ready to whisk them away.
"Everyone has a first time."
He said caringly, running a hand odwn her hair, before moving forward and kissing her lips softly, and speeding away to his house.
When they got there, he opened his door to allow her in, looking at the car that had parked outside his house, it seemed, familiar. it'd certainly been following them anayway. Thperson inside couldn't been seen clearly though.
"Come on."
He said, taking her hand sliamming the door, and running upstairs, leading her into his bedroom at the front of the house, he took off his top and looked at her, holding her close, before kissing her passionately again.
"Just relax, kay? I'm not going to do anything you don't want."
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Post by [x] Imogen // Taylor on Aug 9, 2006 19:19:55 GMT
Imogen watched him, she froze slightly as he kissed her and he opened the door, what was he just going to leave her now? But instead he took her hand, she grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder, following him out of the club. There was a white car parked outside, now if she had seen it she would have recongised it has her fathers, but she never even saw it. She watched him as he unlocked his car and she got inside, putting her bag down at her feet she looked across to him, smiling. So he hadn't laughed, but what was happening now?
As they got out of the car she walked up the path beside him, the white car now parking up across from the house, Imogens father was following them, little to her knowledge that was. As he opened the door and took her hand the man inside the car slammed his hands down on the dashboard at how foolish his little girl could be. What on earth was she doing? Why on earth was she going into a mans house? He watched as the door slammed.
She ran up the stairs behind him, she walked into his room, watching him take off his top. Eyes on the defined muscles on his stomach, she smiled. She was finally with a man. She shut the door, dropped her bag infront of it and walked towards him before he caught her in his arms and kissed her passionatly. She threw her arms around his neck, her body pushing into his as she kissed him, her tongue trailing through his mouth, tipping her head back her bottom lip touching his top lip as her hands roamed between them to his chest. Little did they both know the man outside had got out of his car furious and was now hammering on the door downstairs, hammering as if he was going to break the door down. Imogen jumped as she heard it and she looked to Jason, her lips pulling back from his, looking curiously at him before she looked shocked. No fucking way, it could not be, that would be impossible, she just rested her head against his chin and bit her lip.
[OOC: we still have to have her be like 'grounded' lol where he asks her to sneak away, this fits in great that way she has a reason to sneak out ]
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Post by .|JASONCOOPERxx on Aug 10, 2006 11:20:27 GMT
Eyes scanned over her worried ones as the door could be heard literally crashing to the ground he was banging that hard. Jayce rolled his eyes, gripping his top and throwing it over his shoulder, before looking at Imogen.
"You better go. But, come see me, tomorrow. Sneak out, and come straight here, OK? Don't let him see you, just, lock your bedroom door and climb out the window."
He said smiling kissing her forehead lightly, running a hand along her hip, and moving up her body steadily, cupping her chin, he kised her lips softly, and tilted his head to the side.
He didn't mean to get her into trouble, and he hoped for imogen's sake that her father didn't go all 'i'll smash your face in' on her. Because, from what Jason had gathered, that's what he was like. Jason took his hand from her face and ran downstairs, opening the door, blocking a punch from the aggrivated father.
"Take your hands off of my daughter. IMOGEN!! You're grounded! Get in the car and we're going home! I'm warning you Mr. Cooper, you may be just a friend, but you do anything to my little girl, and I'll ... I don't know what I'll do."
Jason rolled his eyes and walked over to Imogen, kissing her cheek lightly, and pulling the top back over his smooth, muscular chest, and looking back to Mr. Taylor.
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Post by [x] Imogen // Taylor on Aug 10, 2006 14:36:15 GMT
Imogen looked to him, and she grabbed her bag, following him down the stairs, standing on the bottom step as he answered the door, it would only piss her father off more that he was not wearing a shirt. She stood, looking down, he made her feel ashamed. As he warned Jason off she looked to Jason, apologetc smile upon her face as she stepped past him and he kissed her cheek. "I'll see you later." She said, walking out of the door and her fathers eyes almost popped from his head in anger, grabbing her arm and hissing at her. "You bloody well won't see him later." He told her, pulling her down the path. She sighed and followed on, he opened the door for her and then stayed silent, moving around to the other side of the car and climbing in. He was furious, she could see it, she could see his anger at her.
"What were you doing in there? Why on earth did he have his top off? Imoegn this is serious. You are not to see him again. I no longer trust you to go out anymore. You are bloody grounded until you prove yourself trustworthy." He told her, his tone was flat, disappointment all over it as pressed the accelorated peddle and she watched Jasons house move away into the distance. As she looked to her father she narrowed her eyes, she could no longer stand this man. She could not longer stand him at all, she would wish things, but that would just be to spite her own face. "He's a friend Dad. You can't stop me seeing my friends. Your such a control freak. I've not done anything wrong. Why won't you let me have a life?" She shouted back. He swerved to miss a car and she bit her lip, her hand peeling around the bottom of the seat in nervousness at her fathers dangerous driving. He looked to her, fuming. "Not done anything wrong? You know out faith, you know your rights and your place. I can stop you seeing him and you will, you are only Seventeen Imogen. Grow up." He told her. She slammed her hands down on the dash board and her father looked shocked as they pulled into their own drive way. She looked to him and she felt like spitting at him. "Exactly, i'm seventeen, not seven, i think your the one who needs to grow up. I am NOT your little girl anymore." She told him, getting out of the car, her mother was waiting at the door, eyes narrowed at her daughter. She shoved past her but her father was already at her heels, he spun her around and as the door closed he struck her across the face with his hand. Her head whipped to the right and her face stung, tears pricked at her face. Usually she would take this, but not anymoe. "I HATE YOU!" She screamed at them, taking her bag and running up the stairs, and into her room, slamming the door and locking it. She could hear her mothers light footsteps and there was another door slamming. Her father was a control freak. He over ruled everyone. There was a sound of something crashing to the ground and she just cried into her pillow, her face burning, she did this for something like two hours until suddenly it was about 10pm.
Looking at the clock as she turned over on her bed, eyes red and puffy from crying herself to sleep she read the numbers on the pink Digital clock. 10:01pm. She sat up and looked around her dark bedroom. Leaning across the bed she turned on the lamp and looked around again, looking at her phone and going into the en-suite bathroom to the right of her room as she walked in and turned on the light. She turned on the shower and slowly undressed, looking at the now pink bruise under her eye and then she stepped into the shower.
Withtin ten minutes she had washed her hair and body and was sat on her bed in her room and looked around, she pulled on some shorts and a top and sat infront of her white dresser and dried her hair with the hair dryer while applying Tresemme Hair Styling spray so she could leave it natural and it could curl. She sighed and went to sit back on her bed, looking up to the ceiling. She remembered what jason said and looked towards her phone then the time. Her father would be in bed in half an hour. Could it be possible to sneak out tonight? She so wanted to see him.
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Post by .|JASONCOOPERxx on Aug 10, 2006 14:50:06 GMT
x.// WHY OH WHY CAN'T I?
He watched the father drag imogen down his drive way like she was some little girl who's been caught doing something terrible. They were friends, more that friends even, she was seventeen. He had to let her live. She was still a virgin, she HAD followed her father's rules, and now, just because he'd made his move, and had off histop he'd got her into huge trouble. Who know's what the bastard'd do to her.
He could feel his temper rising, he wanted to go out there and smash that fucker's face in, hold Imogen forever, love her. But ... he knew, he couldn't.
Maybe this'd be the end. Really. Maybe, se wouldn't sneak out, and she'd never ever see her again. He sat himself down on the sofa, pulling out his mobile, and looking at the contacts list, resting the highlighter on Imogen. He could call her, tell her he's sorry, but, then again, her dad might have took her phone from her.
He pressed the cancel, and moved his way to text messaging. Typing in a breif message. Just a test to see whether she was there, with her phone.
Imogen? its jayce. tb xx
He hoped he wouldn't get an angry response from her father, just a darling, sweet text from Imogen, he set the phone down, and turned on the TV, watching some random show that was on, one of them stupid ones were they followed people's lives and stuff, when they had anextravegant job, or had an illness.
He wasn't paying any attention to the screen, his eyes were just fixedupon the phone set upon the glass suface f the coffee table.
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Post by [x] Imogen // Taylor on Aug 10, 2006 15:11:42 GMT
Imogen had never seen the phone flash, she just picked it up for no apparent reason and there on the screen was an alert that she had recieved a Text message. She must have recieved it when she returned home straight away. She opened the text message up to see it was from Jason. She smiled and she laid back on the bed, holding it above her head as her thumbs set to work to send a reply back to him
Heya. Soz bout my dad, i dint have a clue he ad followed us. I'm fine dont ask! Jst bored. tb xxxx
Once it was typed out she select send and she sent the message before placing it down on the bed beside her, eyes eyes drifting to the window and looking out into the black sky. Maybe she'd sneak out? She could not be in any more trouble could she? She grinned. Jason has a bad influence her sometimes. She grinned as she skippe over to her dresser and pulled out her make-up drawerm taking out the shimmer/foundation and started to sponge it onto her face evenly, then taking out the blusher and striking it against her cheek bones. Next placing silver licks of eyeshadow upon her eyes before she heard the sound of her phone sounding again. She got to her feet, walked over and picked up her phone.
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Post by .|JASONCOOPERxx on Aug 10, 2006 16:11:04 GMT
x.// I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER AND A DAY
Smiling he waited, seeing the message screen up, hearing the little jingle of the message tone. Imogen. He smiled, reading the message. That was definately Imogen. He clicked reply and thought of a decent message to send, nothing could actually sum up what he was feeling right now. He diecided to just type.
am jus sory dat he ruind it 4 us. i ment evryfin a sed bbz, and a wish u wer ova ere wit me now. cud ya sneak out mebbe? dnt worry if ya cant, all c u soon tho ryt?
he said, before clicking send. he wanted so badly for eveything to be ... happy between them. Something ... anything ... he just wanted to love her, if she could get out, by anymeans ... just ... something to bring them together tonight. He didn't want to wait till tomorrow, he wanted her now ...
He ran his hand up his shirt and rubbed his stomach in that way that guys did sometimes. He placed the phone back on the table and looked up at a spider that was on the wall. Soon it made it's way behind the wallpaper, esccaping from being locked inside a house, running into the big wide world, having a hand time, well, finding it's way through bricks. It was almost like Imogen, being trapped by her father's religion, and then ... having a struggle to find a way out.
He smiled at the tought. The thought that maybe they could be together tonight.
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Post by [x] Imogen // Taylor on Aug 10, 2006 16:30:44 GMT
Imogen reached down for her phone, another alert upon her screen. She gave a small littly girly smile and opened the text message and read it. So he wanted to see her again? She smiled, her thumbs working away on the phone keys to send him another message in reply.
Sure, i can be around in the next hr xx
She sent it and she sat back down upon the white and pink chair infront of her dresser and picked up Mascara and applied it thickly to her eye lashes. She stood back and looked at herself, she needed lip gloss. But before that she went into the bathroom and took out her deodrant, put it on and brushed her teeth. She then went to her wardrobe and picked out something her parents wouldn't like her to meet any man in. A denim Mini Skirt. She then pulled one some black suede boots, to her knee and a point at the end. She then pulled on a White top that was a rather low cut in a V cut. She then took out some large silver hoop earings, grabbed her phone. She then piled on glos and liner and turned off her light.
She sneaked down the stairs and opened the front door, slipping out into the pitch black cold night. She jogged down the path, hair bouncing until she got onto the main street.
Fifteen minutes later she was stood outside Jason's door, looking what she would actually call quite nice. She drummed upon the door lightly and slipped her phone into the pocket of her skirt, waiting for him in the cold, tapping her toe on the step in a hurry to see him.
>>blah sidetracked by tv lol
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Post by .|JASONCOOPERxx on Aug 10, 2006 17:36:56 GMT
x.// IT MAKES ME SMILE
He heard the drumming on the door, it was light and lady like, and he didn't have to look out of his window to know who it was. He exitted the lounge and walked over to the front door, opening the door and smiling at her, his mouth dropping open, and his eyes falling down her body, and her fab legs, hugged by boots and her chest he smiled and stepped aside to let her in, not seeing that white car anywhere. He smiled, and tilted his head to the side, his hand placed against her arse, squeezing slightly.
"Oh I'm sorry Imogen, my hand has a complete mind of it's own."
He said winking. He followed her wherever she wated to go, before he qwrapped his ars around her waist and bent his head down to rest his head on her shoulder, kissing her neck lightly.
"You still wanna go upstairs?"
He said seductively, his crotch against her ass slightly. He continued to kis her neck before scooping her up in a 'just married pose' and running upstairs, carrying on where they left of, pulling his shirt over his head, after releasing her, he opened his bedroom door, scattered with rose petals and candles burning all around, the place ultimately romantic.
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Post by [x] Imogen // Taylor on Aug 10, 2006 18:02:30 GMT
The door slowly opened and she looked up to see that handsome familiar face once again and she smiled to him, biting down on her bottom lip ever so gently and seductively as she stepped through the door. Feeling his hand upon her arse she turned her head to grin at him, laughing, running a hand down his arm as she walked further into the room.
As his arms came around her waist she felt safe, and wanted. She sighed contently with a smile upon her face, tilting her head once again as she felt his kisses on her shoulder. Until she knew what was coming. She did, she just didn't want to be rushed. "Yeah, but don't be rough with me please." She had to tell him, if he was too rough with her she'd just get scared. She didn't want this experience to hurt. She laughed and squealed as he picked her up and ran up the stairs with her, her arms coming up around his shoulder, back and neck, meting the opersite one there. She grinned and she kissed his head gently before he opened the door into the romantic set room. She gasped. He'd done this for her. "Jason!" She exclaimd, craning her neck to take it all in. "Its beautiful babe!" She told him, her hand coming to the side of his face and turning it towards her, her hand brushing down his cheek as she kissed him softly. "Thank you."
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Post by .|JASONCOOPERxx on Aug 10, 2006 18:14:53 GMT
x.// A MOMENT LIKE THIS
He watched her reaction and took her hand into his, bringing her close and kissing her, with love, passion and desire, not rushed and sex hungry. Just to let her know, he really did like her. He wanted this to happen. Her statement about the roughness had made him smile, and he shook his head, pulling away softly, and smiling politely, kissing her forhead.
"I wouldn't. I couldn't. I'd never hurt you, you know that. But, just a warning. Apparently, it can hurt, some people, aren't totally bothered by it, but it's ... a sensation. To have something insideof you like that. I sound totally stupid, but, you're innocent, and I need to tell you. I won't rush you. We can just sit here and talk for a while. And, we won't bother ... with ... oral ... it's tedious, and tacky, and their nothing romantic. We're not gonna have sex .. Imogen, we're gonna make love ok?"
He said softly, before leading her over to the bed, pulling back the covers and kissing her softly, before climbing iinto bed. The curtains were open, but only because out of the window, only the beach and moon highlighted seaa could be seen, stars decorating the midnight blue sky.
He gripped the rim of her shirt and tossed it slowly to the side of the bed, holding her running his fingers along the top of her breasts and then kissing her lips lighty again.
"You like it then?"
He said, staring contently into her eyes.
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Post by [x] Imogen // Taylor on Aug 10, 2006 18:22:44 GMT
Imogen looked to him, placing both her feet on the ground as he spoke to her, her eyes looking up into his, searching his. Where had this wonderful, romantic and affectionate man come from? This was not the man he described himself to be, that man had been wonderful, this one was just out of this world. She tilted her head to the side, blinking she kissed him softly before he told her they werre going to make love and it sent a thousand butterfyls in her stomach fluttering around and she walked over to the bed, where he pulled back the covers before taking both their tops off. She smiled, as he kissed her breasts she let her head fall back, her hands running up into his hair as she knelt on the bed, the sensation of him sucking on her niples was pleasurable. Little did either of them know there was a familiar white car outside.
Imogen looked down to him, laying down on the bed and pulling him with her so he was now coming on top of her, her hands running up his sides. "Make love to me then Jason." She said so seductively it certainly turned you on as her head tilted to the side and she kissed him passionatly, her hands going down to his belt and un-doing it with little fuss and she ground her hips upwards, her skirt already ridden up and she grinned, kissing him, running her hands all over his body, kissing him strongly.
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Post by .|JASONCOOPERxx on Aug 10, 2006 18:43:39 GMT
x.// SOME PEOPLE WAIT A LIFETIME
As he heard her words, his heart actually skipped a beat. And when it regained it's beating, it was o quick. He smiled, and kissed her lips lightly, before running a hand to his jeans, slipping them off quickly, before taking off her skirt and panties, tossing them to the side agains with his jeans and boxers. They were both naked now, and his erection sent a throbbing, sexual sensation through his body. He kissed her softly, holding off as long as possible, in case she changed her mind. he posistioned himself over her, slightly shushing her, smoothly, and calmingly, just to keep her calm so she didn't reak, one hand held him up, whilst the other ran slong her calf pushing her leg out, and then he switched hands, pushing the other leg out, so her feet wereat each side of hte bed, he looked at her, and wait a couple of minutes wilst hegained his full hardness, kissing her deeply, befrepushing into her slowly, their lips still connected. Neither of them knew that, they were being watched. He entered her half way, and then slowly moved out, puhing half way back in, saving the full thrust for a little later, saving the worst part in losngher virginity. He was so happy that they could do this. That he couldn have her virginity. He could be her first time. It was lovely to know that. Kissing her neck he pushed in and out, telling her she was doing good, just to go with her natural desires, like contracting her muscles around his shaft, milking him. He pulled out, until just the head was inside, and then plunged in half way yet again, nothing over the top. He just moaned softly as she squeezed around him.
Then he wanted to.
He felt the urge to push himself in, to quicken the pace up from this slow, reletively boring speed. Kissing her he looked at her, deepwithing her eyes, drawing himself out until the very tip was the only part of his cock in her body.
"This might hurt. Just keep still ok, grind if you want, but, just while I do this ... it'll hurt for the rest of the time now, but, it won't exactly have you in tears."
He said smiling, before taking her hands and placing them around his neck, with one quick movent, the whole of his shaft was plunged into her, there was blockage a little way down, definately saying she was a virgin. He groaned softly, pushing further when he reached his furthest point, before pulling half way out and plunging back in again, all the way, quickening the pace, moaning a little heavier now.
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Post by [x] Imogen // Taylor on Aug 10, 2006 18:55:44 GMT
Imogen kissed him deeply, her hands moving up and down his body as he undressed them, little did they know all the time they were being watched, the house trying to be broken into as her mad physcotic father tried to get to his daughter. She was slightly tense, but that was all to do with the fact it was her first time, nothing else. It didn't seem like forever like some said it did, withtin what felt like seconds to her he was inside her. The instant thrust was enough to make her a little unsure, but as she adjusted to fit his size her head fell back onto the pillow and regular short and soft moans started to escpae from her lips as he thrust slowly, speaking to her. Her hands coming up to his shoulders and her hands moving down his back, beginning to scratch, even slow was pleasurable, making her want to scream as the friction between the two made the pleasure even better, her lips kissing his as her face changed in expression as she enjoyed their sexual experience. Her first time. Their first time.
She looked up to him, eyes staring right into his as he stopped, speaking to her. She nodded, biting onto her lip. And as he thrust all the way in her body moved up, and it felt suddenly numb, as she felt liquid, warm liquid within her. The blood that proved she was no longer a virgin. She bit her lip, there was no pain, it just stung, but as he thrust harder the stinging increased but seemed to fade into the pleasure, she still screamed for him. Her back arching. "Oh god!" She moaned, her lips kissing his as her expression turned again as she shut her eyes, almost shut them infact, as she let out another small scream as she moved with each thrust of his hips. Her fingers now scratching into his skin, leaving her mark. She screamed out again, her hands pulling and gripping at the bed covers, head to the side, lips parted as she breathed heavily.
Downstairs the man has come in through the back door, knocking it open, realising it had been left unlocked after searching the entire house for a way to get in. He shoved it open, looking through all the rooms to find the staircase which lead to his daughter.
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Post by .|JASONCOOPERxx on Aug 10, 2006 19:12:39 GMT
He was so pleasured by her screaming and her moans. He knew he'd made her bleed, and, if he was entirely honest, he'd never actually took a girl virginity before, so, this was a first for him, and for her. He knew what it felt like though, he'd been very close to his sisters who's told him exactly what it was like.
He goraned softly, placing his hand on her hips, moving his hips up and down, forward and back, before gripping her legs one by one, wrapping them around his back, so he could plunge in but also, numb the sensation that was covering some pleasure. He wanted her to get the full feel from it, therefore, tried his best. her screams and his groans stilfled the sound of the man making his way up the stairs.
"Imogen!"
He shouted, she was completely doing this for him. It was hard to believe such a beautiful girl was yet so innocent. He knew that, occasionally, after loosing your virginity, you were more outrageou,s more wild. And he hoped she wouldn't turnn out too wild, because he truly loved her as she was.
He pumped quickly, throbbing sensation in his shaft. Before he knew it, he unloaded. His semen squirted into her in several hot flowing shots. Millions of his DNA chromosomes running through her body, the first step to pregnancy. He didn't know whether you could get pregnant in your first time, but hoped for her sake you couldn't. He hadn't wore protection, an't even thought about it. Something that had just slipped his mind, he guessed.
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