The Debate Team Pt. 04

1:15 PM Hotel Lobby

Joanna just arrived from her lunch with Cherry. Joanna was in a good mood, having bought a new pair of gold loop earrings that she now proudly wears and several souvenir shirts. But now she's in the lobby, looking for someone who still wasn't there. A bit disappointed, she decided to look for some of her teammates so that she can show the things that she bought. Out of the corner of her eye she saw someone run for the elevators.

Was that Paul?

"Paul!"

But Paul didn't hear her.

He's probably headed to his room.

She saw Paul get in the elevator but it closed before she was able to get there. Luckily, the other elevator opened and Joanna got in. She pressed 5.

Joanna got off on the 5th floor and headed towards Paul's room. Upon turning the corner, she saw Paul getting into the staircase.

Huh? Where's he going? She decided to follow.

Upon reaching the staircase, she saw Paul getting out on the 6th floor. She stayed back a little so that she wouldn't be seen. But Paul didn't seem to be noticing anything. She went up and peeked into the corridor and saw Paul stop in front of a room.

Whose room is this? She was deciding on whether or not she should call him but before she could, he disappeared into the room.

Joanna walked slowly towards the room. She could hear something inside the room but it wasn't exactly talking. It was more of... moaning.

"Oh yes! Paul Yes! Ohhhhh!" a girl moaned inside

"Mmmmnnngggghhhhhhh uuhhhhhhhh oohhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaahhh!"

"Ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh"

What are they doing?

"Uhhhmmm ahhhh oohh ohh!" the girl's muffled moaning increased.

What- Are they ... doing it?

"Oh yeahhh... Ohhhhhhhhh uhmmmmmmfffff"

Joanna got a little bit more curious. She had to admit, she was feeling something weird. Like she was liking it. She placed her ear near the door to hear better.

BRAGAG!

Joanna was surprised had to move back. But she didn't leave. She listened some more.

"Lick me... Lick me Paul. Put your tongue inside my pussy!" the girl's voice ordered.

"Ooohhh... Ahhhhhhh... Oh Yes... Right there. Put it in. Yesss Fuck me with your tongue!"

Whoa! Paul is licking her pussy? Oh my God! Who is this girl? Wow! Is this real?

"More! Lick me... Lick me Ohhhh... Ohhhh... Ohhhh yes. Right there. Yes Uhhh Ahhhhh... Uhh... Ahhhh... Oh shit... yes...Uh huh... yes... Ahhh"

Suddenly she felt something wet between her fingers. She didn't realize that she already had her fingers between her legs and rubbing her pussy slowly. More importantly, she realized that she was wet. Very wet. And getting more so. She looked at her fingers glistening and suddenly felt the scent of it.

Wait a minute. This is what I smelled inside Cherry's room! Was she fingering before I got in? And what's with Paul's underwear? Was she using it? For what? Joanna, like a good debater, knew how to put two and two together quickly.

She was still thinking about all of these when she heard someone inside exclaim.

"What is that?!" the girl gasped. She could here Paul's voice answer her but she couldn't make it out.

"I can't even put my fingers around it!?"

Are the talking about Paul's dick? She thinks it's so big? How big is it? How big is big? She has never seen one except for a few times in the internet when nasty pop ups came out while doing research.

"Lick it Saheera," Paul requested.

That's Paul! He's ordering her to lick him!

"It tastes so good,"

"This is delicious Paul,"

"Ohhhhh yes... Suck it... lick it," Paul moaned.

She's licking it? She's licking Paul's penis! Her pussy is drenched by now and she had been rubbing her pussy for quite a while now. She could not believe what's happening. She could hear a lot more now. She could hear Paul moaning and some sucking and licking sounds. She was now beyond the point of any rational thought. She was imaging Paul now. She was imaging that she was the one in there, doing it with Paul. She wished that she was naked with Paul and having the time of her life.

She rubbed herself faster and faster. She didn't care anymore if somebody passed by. She just had to cum. She had to cum with the thoughts of Paul in her mind. She had to cum while thinking about Paul's dick even though she has never seen it. She wants it so bad. Her pussy wants it so bad. She herself was moaning by now.

"Oooohhh... Mmmmmm," Joanna tried to suppress the sounds she was making.

She then heard them talking but she didn't even care anymore. She was in a different world.

"My ass"

What? That startled her a bit. What ass? Her Ass? They're gonna do it? In her ass?

She got even hornier. She could now hear them doing it. Saheera was screaming about how big Paul's dick is and how good it felt in her ass. Oh I want Paul's Dick! I want his dick! I want his dick! Paul's dick! She's rubbing faster and faster. She could barely keep from falling down.

"Cum on my face! My face Paul!"

She's gonna blow it on her face? Oh my god! She's gonna take it in the face!

"Ooooooh!," Saheera moaned.

"I'm cumming! AAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!"

And Joanna moaned with her as she reached her own explosive orgasm. "Ummmmmmmmhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh"

She felt a strong gush of liquid squirt out of her pussy and into her hands. It almost like she peed. This never happened to her before. Her hand itself was dripping wet after about three squirts of orgasmic liquid.

"Oh my god...," she couldn't believe what happened. What was that? She never orgasmed like that before! Is this normal? I'm a freak!

All three of them reached orgasm at the same time. Joanna was spent her legs were shaky and her fingers were drenched. Her panties were not set on the proper place, moved to the side a bit and warm juice flowed down her legs. There were quite a few drops that fell on the carpet as the result of her squirting her juices unexpectedly. But she was happy. She orgasmed with Kuya Paul and she was glad in some way that it happened.

The euphoria of the orgasm didn't last long however. Almost immediately, fear set in.

What the hell am I doing? What if somebody saw me!? How can I be so stupid!

Weak legs and all and still exhausted, she ran back to the stairs in haste.

Almost directly across the room, a curious and excited pair of eyes watched her leave the door and out of sight.

3:30 pm Room 607

After another round of ass fucking, Paul and Saheera lay in bed talking. They were exhausted, and Saheera's ass has taken a beating.

"Hey... wipe your face already," Paul said.

"Why? You don't like seeing your cum on my face," Saheera teased, smiling at him. Her face was again full of cum again.

"Of course not. I like... I love seeing my cum on your face,"

"So why are you complaining?"

"I'm not..."

"It's good for your skin you know? Maybe we should put some on your face," Saheera scooped some from her cheek with her forefinger and tried to wipe it on Paul's face. Paul pushed her hand away playfully.

"No!"

"Come on," Saheera tried again.

"No!" Paul pushed her hand away.

"It's okay!"

"It's not!"

"It's yours you know?"

"I know it's mine. But it's my gift to you!"

"Hahaha!" Saheera looked at Paul in the eye and put her finger inside her mouth licking the cum off.

"Wow that's sexy."

"What's sexy is the fact that you didn't use a condom that second time."

"I wanted to feel you, Saheera,"

"Yeah? I'm glad you did what you did. Although my ass kinda hurts you know?"

"Hahahaha! I'm sorry,"

"It's okay. It was worth it Paul," Saheera scoped another finger full of cum and sucked her fingers.

"Hey can I ask you something... personal Saheera?"

Saheera looked at Paul. She's been in love with this guy for quite some time now. Paul was very likeable and simple. He was funny and smart without sounding condescending. She wished that they were together.

"Paul, you just fucked my ass. Twice. I think you're entitled to at least one personal question." Saheera licked another fingerfull.

"Okay... you sure?"

"Yes, Paul"

"Okay... here goes... When I was... you know... about to do you from behind, you didn't seem... uhm, tight...back... there..."

"And...?," Saheera asked... licking once more.

"and... why is that?"

"So you're asking if I've been ass fucked before..."

"Yes..."

"Paul," Saheera sat up. The blanket fell to her waist, exposing her perky breast. Paul had to bite her tongue upon seeing them.

"Paul, my husband, Malik... likes to do that. He's... I think he's gay,"

"Oh"

"Yup... feel better now?"

"A little bit," Paul nodded.

"I thought you were worried about him finding out about us having sex? I mean pussy sex," Paul continued.

"Yeah I am. We've had sex before. Three times to be exact, when he was still trying to hide the fact that he was gay. That lasted two days. But every day he would finger me to ... you know... check me if I've been unfaithful," Saheera explained. It was weird telling this to Paul.

"Wow... Really? Jeez...," Paul shook his head.

"Yeah, I know."

"How do you feel about it?"

"I don't know. These past two weeks have been like a whirlwind you know? I can't even think about the sex..."

"I see... I wish I was the first person you had sex with,"

"I know... So do I," Saheera gave a half smile.

Paul sat up and brushed Saheera's hair with his fingers.

"You know, if it makes you feel better, I thought about you every time we had sex," Saheera said.

"Really?"

"Yes. It was the only way I could get through it,"

He kissed her. "I better clean up. Mahmoud might be on his way back."

He stood up and exposed his soft but still enormous dick.

"Hey Paul..." Saheera looked at his dick and then at him.

"Yes?"

"We'll do this again okay?"

Paul smiled. "Of course." He got dressed and left.

Outside Room 507 3:40 pm.

Paul was just about to enter his room when he saw Rica arrive.

"Rica, how was the meeting?," Paul asked. He hoped he didn't smell like sex.

Rica came up to Paul. "Ok lang. Nothing special. I saw Mamoud ah..."

"Yeah I saw him before he went to your meeting," Paul replied.

"Ah okay...", then she smelled it. She knew what it was but she wasn't too sure.

"Hey..."

"Ha? What?"

"You blanked out there for a while Rics," Paul said.

"Ah hahaha... nothing. Was just thinking of something," she searched her bag for her keys.

"Looking for this?" Paul asked showing her the keys.

"Yeah! I forgot I gave it to you," she smiled sheepishly and took the key from Paul.

"So see you at the pool?" Paul asked.

"Yep."

They both disappeared into their rooms.

Room 507

Paul went straight to the bathroom to wash up. He wanted to go to the pool as soon as possible. Rica's going be there and he's excited to see her in whatever it is she's going to wear. He got out of the shower and searched his bag for an underwear. Unfortunately he remembered that he only brought one pair of briefs and the rest were boxers. I can't wear boxers with my board shorts, that would be weird.

Maybe I can still wear the briefs I wore. I'm only going to swim for an hour anyway.

He searched his bag for the briefs. He found it and grabbed it. God this is disgusting. Why the hell is it so damp? It's not like I peed on it or anything. It doesn't even smell like briefs. He took the briefs and got some detergent and soaked it in and washed it. He decided not to wear it, considering it unhygienic. I'll just hang this in the closet.

Now he didn't have anything to wear.

Fuck it. I won't wear anything. He slipped on his new blue gray board shorts and left.

3rd Floor Outdoor Pool 3:50 pm

Rica and Cherry were talking and sipping Long Island iced tea by the poolside while Joanna was wading at the edge of the pool. They don't really make it a practice to drink liquor in the afternoon but this may be the only chance they have for the next couple of days since the tournament starts tomorrow. Rica and Cherry had no plans to swim today but went anyway because Joanna wanted their company.

Cherry was wearing a pink ultra short shorts and a white tank top. Though it was already around 4 pm, the sun was still shining and thus she wore her sunglasses. Cherry was in a similar attire wearing a green baby tee and white shorts as well as sunglasses. These accentuated their legs, especially Rica's which seemed to go on forever since she was only wearing her pink havaianas. They were in the far corner of the pool, under a hut with a few beach-style chairs away from the bulk of the crowd which were quite few anyway. Joanna was wearing a yellow two-piece bathing suit.

"You guys aren't coming in?" Joanna asked.

"Not me Jo," Rica said looking up from her book.

"Me neither," Cherry said.

"Come on... this is boring," Joanna kicked the water.

"I heard Paul was on his way here," Rica told her.

Joanna blushed but nobody saw her as she had her back to them. She felt a slight tingle from inside her and she got so embarrassed that she jumped in the water.

"So where did you and Paul go today?" Cherry asked Rica. She was getting more and more intrigued about them as their closeness has become a bit obvious. At least to her.

"Just shopping... you know? Got him a haircut and had some snacks and...," she noticed Cherry smiling.

"What?"

Cherry said nothing.

"What!?" Rica slapped her arm.

"Haircut ha..."

"Yeah so?"

"You like him don't you?" Cherry said taking a sip from her long island iced tea

"Who?"

"Who do you think?"

"Paul?"

"Yes Paul!"

"Paul? I like him... as a friend...," Rica said a little too defensively.

"Come on... I know you too well, Rica. You tour him around, have him get haircuts..."

"He's... okay," Rica said looking away.

"Okay? Why can't you look at me then?"

"What? There is nothing. Nothing. Okay?" Rica started to blush.

"Heyyyyy are you blushing?" Cherry teased.

"I am not!"

"Okay," Silence was more deafening than any words spoken and after a few seconds, Rica could not bear it anymore.

"Okay I like him. Is that so bad? It's not like he likes me you know?" Rica said.

"Rica I'm not an idiot. You're the hottest girl I know and I'm sure you're the hottest girl he knows. I'm sure he likes you," Cherry said.

"He's not courting me though... I think she had every opportunity today and he made no moves whatsoever," Rica complained.

"No moves?"

"None. Except for the standard gentleman stuff but other than that... none. It's like I'm in the friend zone with him."

"That's not good," Cherry agreed.

"Yeah, so much for thinking that he thinks I'm hot."

"Well... not quite,"

"Not quite what?"

"I mean the fact that he didn't make any moves does not mean that he doesn't think you're hot. My theory is he thinks that you're way out of his league and he didn't want to risk it,"

"Really?"

"Yeah. That's the only logical explanation. Guys would usually go for someone who is within their league or slightly beyond their league. Case in point... moi" Cherry explained.

"He courted you right?" Rica said.

"Not really. He tried a couple of moves but I wasn't interested. He tried me because though I think I'm beyond his league, I'm not way beyond his league."

"Wow... never heard you so humble," Rica teased.

"I'm just being realistic here... And this iced tea may be breaking me down," Cherry smiled.

"So you're saying that he's not making a move because I'm beyond his league?"

"Way beyond, girl. You're uber-rich, you're uber-smart and you-re uber-hot. That can scare a guy especially if he doesn't have the same stuff as you do."

"Hey... Paul's smart!"

"Not as smart as you and besides... that's one out of three. 33 percent is not a passing score," Cherry said truthfully.

"He's not ugly either. Always thought he was kinda handsome, kinda cute, right?" She wondered if she was the only one who realized this.

"I'm not saying he's ugly. Yeah he's cute. Good looking even. He is, really. I even know a couple of girls who have a crush on him. But we're talking about leagues here, Rica. You get modeling offers, you've done some magazine shoots. If you had the time and you would've wanted to, you could've been a full time model right now. Paul looks good. Fine! But again, on a different league."

"Well you hate him right?"

"Well that's just my personal opinion,"

"Why do you hate him anyway? I never got that," Rica asked.

"I don't know. A lot of things... or maybe just a few things. Sometimes, you just don't get along well with someone," Cherry mused.

"I don't remember him doing anything wrong to you do though. Unless there's something you haven't told me,"

"Nah... he hasn't done anything. I'm just annoyed with him generally. Maybe it's because he courted me ..."

"He courted you so now you hate him?"

"It's more of... I felt... a bit insulted that he courted me. Like I guess I felt that I deserved to be courted by someone of higher stature. I mean higher than him," Cherry explained.

"Does that make any sense to you?" she asked.

"I guess in some ways it does," Rica answered.

"What do you like about him?"

"I don't know what I like about him actually," Rica thought.

"I like one thing about him," Cherry smiled.

"What? What is it?" Rica was very much intrigued.

"Secret!"

Rica thought about it and remembered the bulge. Is that it? It can't be anything about personality because Cherry hates him. It must be something that Paul doesn't do and something physical may be something that Cherry might like without liking Paul himself. She had the opportunity to see it anyway since they are sleeping in the same room.

"I think I know what it is..." Rica said.

"No you don't!" Cherry said cheerfully. She was sure that Rica didn't know. How could she?

"How can you be so sure that I don't? We did shop today you know... boardshorts," Rica smiled, baiting her.

Cherry stared at Rica and thought for a second. Is she serious? Does she really know? She seems to know but does that mean that she does? Before she could answer, Joanna asked from the pool.

"Do any of you guys know who Saheera is?"

Momentarily distracted, the two had to ask, "What?"

"Saheera. Do you know who she is?"

"Saheera from KAU? Yeah she's the sister of Mahmoud, Paul's bestfriend why?" Rica answered/

"Yeah. Nice girl," Cherry said. "Why?"

"Nothing."

Before Rica and Cherry could go back to their conversation, Paul arrived.

Joanna disappeared under water.

"Hey Paul," Rica greeted.

"Hey Rics, Cher... you guys aren't going in?"

"Nah we'll just be here. Joanna's game though," Rica said. "She's over... there somewhere..." Rica said. She was surprised to not find Joanna where she was a second ago.

"Ayt...," Paul took off his shirt exposing his body in front of the girls. Hidden behind their sunglasses, their eyes tilted down and checked out Paul's package. The bulge was back and they had to sip their iced tea.

Rica was unable to contain herself and let out a soft "Ohh".

Paul didn't hear it but Cherry did. Cherry glanced at Rica and smiled.

Rica suddenly realized that Cherry heard her and began to choke on her long island iced tea. "Ahhk, ahk! Ahk!" Rica coughed.

Chery laughed at her and Paul said, "Rics, you ok?"

"Ahkkk... I'm okay." Rica said her eyes suddenly watery.

"Good thing you're not swimming," Paul put his wallet on the table beside Rica.

"Rics can you guard my wallet?"

"Okay," Rica said.

"Thanks!"

Paul jumped into the pool towards Joanna who was on the other end.

"Hi Rics! You look pretty today, Rics," Cherry imitated Paul, calling Rica, Rics.

"Crazy!" Rica said, smiling.

"Can you guard my wallet Rics?" Cherry continued. Rica laughed and took another sip.

"Can you guard my dick, Rics?"

"Ahhhkk akkk," Rica choked on her iced tea again. "Hahahahaha! I knew it! You were looking at it!" Cherry laughed.