This was one of my other idea for this CAW, that I did n't use. If it had been a CAW entry, it would have been different, more prom, less drama, no interstitials and without the number 1 ending. Also I 'd throw disguised the character reference. This is a subsequence to my previous CAW entranceway `` The Essay. '' With the same independent eccentric. The interstitial picture is one which could sustain been in my `` Time Fuck '' story. It gives a much happier ending.

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My elderly prom is memorable in lots of path, most memorable to me is the blowjob.

I 'd rented a limo and got a room at the Hilton for our after party. I had some money for this as I 'd been doing a slight body of work for local businesses. Installing method of accounting and office systems, things like that. Though the thing which paid best was the tech support once I 'd installed the scheme.

So I could afford to turn up to Jasmine 's in a stretch limo. Her dad opened the doorway, `` commodity even Mr Humphries, I 'm here for Jasmine. ``

'' Hi Tony, she 's just getting ready. '' Then he whispered conspiratorially, `` We might be a piece, so why do n't we have a seat. '' Then he handed the limousine number one wood a bag, `` Here 's her bag. '' It was bigger than I imagined needing for an overnight. The device driver took the bag, and Mr Humphries showed me into the bread and butter room and we sat down.

Mr Humphries thought I was a in effect kid, I had been his superstar pupil in junior high. He 'd been my physics teacher and now I was going to be majoring in natural philosophy at Stanford, I was one of his successes. He approved of me, but he was still a dad, Jasmine 's dad, and I knew he had something on his mind. Jasmine had told me that he had not been glad when she 'd said we were staying at the Hilton for the night. The countersign `` Dad, I 'm xviii. '' had been used. We were pretty sure as shooting Jasmine 's ethnic music knew we had sex, though we did n't make it ( too ) obvious, and nothing was said. It was like her Mom helped us by arranging for them to be elsewhere at times. I guess if we were going to do it, she 'd opt it be somewhere safe like at home. But pop are still Dads.

I 'm middling certain they did n't fuck that Jasmine was still a virgin, but I intended to amend that later that night. We 'd only ever done oral examination, or early not fucking case of sex. Of what we 'd gotten up to, I liked the oral exam sex best. Jasmine was saving fucking for spousal relationship, that was a point of controversy in our religious `` discussions ''. I was pretty for sure, with the rightfield atmosphere, I could could carry her. I 'd also been wondering about that marriage idea, it had been sounding like a in force musical theme recently. I was considering maybe proposing, so with the right atm, I might be persuaded.

Sex was what was on her Dad 's judgment. He tried to bring up the subject. `` Now, I 'm sure as shooting you 're going to treat Jasmine rightfulness. '' He lowered his voice again conspiratorially, `` You do take precaution ? Do n't you ? ``

I mentally checked the Trojans in my scoop, but I chose not to answer directly, `` I can assure you Mr Humphries, that Jasmine is perfectly condom with me. '' I put a little more stress on my next sentence, `` We know what we 're doing. '' I do n't hump if that answer really helped him as that was when we were interrupted by Jasmine coming down the stairs.

Wow, she was beautiful. She was always beautiful, but her garb showed her off to perfection. I managed to not stare at her boobs, which looked amazing in the cantilevered forepart of the dress. The frock was strapless, the knockout colouring material was a perfect subtle line with her pallid pelt. She got down the step and held out her hand, I took it and made to kiss her, but she backed off. `` You 'll mess up the make-up. '' Bummer. She was made up well though, she usually did n't bother and was pretty, but this made her even prettier.

'' You look lovely, and you 'll be even prettier with this. '' I fastened the corsage of E. B. White lilies around her wrist.

'' It 's beautiful. '' She had a white rose in her other hand, she threaded through my buttonhole.

I held out my elbow, `` Shall we, your chariot awaits. '' I 'd got that agate line from some corny TV show I 'd watched.

'' We shall. '' We walked toward the front door.

'' You two have fun now. '' Her Mom called after us, she 'd do down the stairs behind Jasmine.

Fun was exactly what I wanted, my version of fun. `` Thank you Mrs Humphries. '' I called back to her. `` I 'll work her book binding safely tomorrow. '' That last was partly for her Dad 's benefit.

I escorted Jasmine to the limo, her folks waved from the door. We got in the limousine, there was quad for about ten of us in there, but there were only the two of us. I picked up the phone to babble out to the number one wood, `` We can go now, thanks. ``

Jasmine looked around the limo impressed. The nates were more like sofas than car seats, we sat on the prospicient can on the slope. There was a belittled fridge, well stocked with beverage. I was n't too for sure if we were supposed to get at those, but I 'd brought my own supply anyway. Officially, the prom was dry, in reality, no one got caught. I had a hip flaskful of vodka and orange.

There were a couple of switches on one face. Jasmine found them, `` What do these do ? ''

'' I dunno. '' I had n't noticed when the limo picked me up at my place. Jasmine pushed one, and an opaque partition rose up between us and the number one wood covering the looking glass which was already there. That was a surprise, but now it was individual back there. It was a bummer I could n't do anything about it, Jasmine did n't need me to mess up up her composition, or her hairsbreadth. Her tomentum was more styled than common, it 's inkiness, usually it was straight, down to her shoulders. Now it was put up all fancy.

However, Jasmine looked thoughtful and said, `` I have an idea, I think you 'll like it. '' That sounded promising.

She knelt down at my feet and reached for my fly. This was really anticipate, though after her not wanting to be kissed because of the makeup, I was n't for sure how this was going to forge. She 'd thought of this already, `` Now, you 've got to proceed still, or you 'll mess up the war paint. And no grabbing my principal, you 'll mess up my hairsbreadth. '' I had sometimes encouraged her by holding her head, or maybe thrusting into her mouth a bit. So none of that.

She tend forward and took me into her oral fissure. I 'd been rapidly hardening since she reached for my fly. Now I was totally hard. She was dependable a this, but she was more hesitant than usual, must be worrying about the makeup. This was n't going to get me off in a hurry. It felt proficient though, duh ! it 's a blowjob, or course it felt salutary. I sighed gently and make relaxed.

I sighed some more and she kept at it. Yes, this was feeling really adept, she kept at it. And she still kept at it. Over time, it 's difficult to say how often clip, I moaned, I squirmed, I tensed up. The pressure down in my dick was getting unbearable. This was great, but I was n't going to come like this, I needed to number. I managed to keep still, I 'm not sure how, I wanted to grab hold of her head and `` encourage '' her along some.

I 'd possess begged to number, but I did n't have the Einstein left to beg. I just twitched, I 'd possess thrashed around if I were n't keeping still, I did moan. Then she got severe, the sucking got more urgent and her hand came into child's play, jacking me off at the Lapplander time. This was going to get me somewhere, and in a precipitation. She stopped what she was doing and I groaned. She said to me, `` You know, I 'm not wearing any panties, and I 'm totally soaked down there. '' That did it, that pushed me over the edge. As she took up where she left off, I came in her sassing. I came unvoiced than I had ever before.

Next I knew, she was sitting beside me, holding my hand. `` You 'd best zip up, we 're here. '' We were just passing the universal proposition City sign. The prom was at the Hilton across from the Universal Studios theme car park, half the year was going to be at the park for the good afternoon. There were some tales told about that later, but we 'd decided just to go to the promenade. I zipped myself up. I thought that it took 15-20 second to get to here from Jasmine 's so that 's how long the blowjob must have took. I never know how farseeing one takes, it 's not something I can call back of at the time.

I looked lovingly over at Jasmine, a small drib of cum had escaped from the turning point of her mouth, she 'd also get down some in her hair. I mimed wiping the my sass, `` You got some on you, and in you hair. ``

She just said, `` I know, it glows under smutty twinkle, that way everyone will get it on I 'm yours. '' God, that was hot, her saying that. She did pass over her mouth though.

I still thought of Jasmine as innocent, despite everything we 'd done together, but sometimes she just surprised me. Like with the black light remark and the pantie. I tried to be sheik, wench like that. `` I 'd do something for you if I had time. '' I 'd have gone down on her and helped with her wet cunt if we were n't here already. Going down on Jasmine was my back favorite affair to do, second only to getting a blowjob from Jasmine. They usually went together, so I was happy.

'' That 's okay, I 'll be looking forward to our after political party. I 'm all yours tonight, whatever you want. '' She was going to get me hard again like that.

The limousine stopped unretentive and then the phone buzzed, so I picked it up. It was the driver asking if we wanted to be dropped off, or should he go around the stop again. I told him we were fine, the limo rolled under the canopy and stopped again. The driver opened the door for us. I slipped him a twenty dollar bill as I got out, that was just the tip, I 'd paid for the ride in advance. He was civilised and said thank you. I do n't know how much he knew of what we got up to punt there, I made eye contact and smiled at him. Jasmine was n't meeting his gaze, she looked totally guilty.

The driver opened the trunk and the bellhop took our travelling bag. We checked in and went up to the room, I really wanted to skim the prom and get on with things in the room, but Jasmine insisted we go, again protesting about not messing up the makeup. It did n't help when she said, `` You 'll have me on that soon enough. '' Pointing to the bed, `` I want you tongue, or something else up me. '' That did get me tough, I 'd cause done something about that if she had n't walked out the door at that point.

'' We danced all Night. '' It 's a cliche, but in this eccentric it fit us. I did my best, despite the arduous on I had permanently. Jasmine was not helping out by reminding me periodically of the state of her pussy ( wet ), or what she wanted me to do to it later. The eventide was helped along by nips from the hip flaskful. Near the end of the evening the easy dances started, this prison term I was allowed to kiss her. She 'd stopped worrying about the makeup. Eventually we could n't stand it any longer, we slipped out to go to the room.

In the room, I turned round to lock the door and when I looked back, Jasmine was standing by the bed, smiling, grinning just about covers it. She shimmied slightly and her nightie slipped down her dead body, she reached back and undo her strapless bra, so her tit came into eyeshot. The the wearing apparel slipped down further revealing her box, it ended up as a cascade of peach chiffon around her mortise joint. She was even more sandbag out of the apparel than in it. I was stunned speechless, motionless.

She crooked her finger at me, beckoning me closer. I stepped forward and she reached for my tie, I was glad to get rid if it. She tugged at the jacket and I slipped it off while she unbuttoned my shirt. She slipped onto the bed as I took off the shirt, she spread herself shamelessly on the bed and again she crooked her finger beckoningly. This time as I approached, she put her hands on top of my fountainhead, and said `` You know what I want. '' While pushing me down towards her box.

She 'd made it very obvious what she wanted, but had left other options open. pick I wanted to explore. She was primed and ready, I could experience made her pop anytime I wanted. I wanted to keep up this for now, I just teased her lips. She moaned, she liked that. I brought a finger into frolic, it slipped into her, she moaned more and squirmed. More tongue, another finger's breadth, more knife, a third fingerbreadth. I was pumping the finger in and out of her now.

The moans ramped up, it was time to arrive at my motility. I stopped licking, and propped myself up enough to say, `` I could use my dick instead. ``

'' Yes, yes. '' She moaned.

I had n't expected it to be that well-off, but I was n't going to argue. `` I 'll get a condom. '' I started to reach for my jacket.

'' Do n't worry, I 'm safe. '' I did n't question that, if I 'd been intellectual I would accept. I undid my trousers and slid them and my shorts down and off. We were now both naked. Both as turned on as we 'd ever be, and we were going to do it. I 'd been wanting this for months, but I was n't thinking of that then. Nothing else mattered to me, I was going to get to get it on Jasmine.

Her arms were fan out blanket, her knees were spread wide, she was set for me. I took position between her legs, then I froze. Now what ? I 'd only love once before, and it was more through chance that I got inside the lady then. I did n't want to hurt Jasmine, I 'd never want to do that. I held myself and ran the tip of my dick up her cunt. Lubrication was a practiced thought. She moaned loudly, she was liking this. `` Yes, yes. Like that. '' She gasped.

It was like licking her with my dick, I ran my putz around her button tough like I would my tongue. The next moan was more like a scream, she was on the verge of coming. I could n't leave her like that, so I pressed my dick against her clit. That did it, moans, screams and gaga bucking. She was coming, secure than I 'd ever seen her before. Then she was still.

I hugged her, waiting for her green goddess to regress. Her eyes opened slowly and she stretched herself, her grin was 100 proof looker, god I loved her. Then she kissed me and hugged me back. We did n't say anything. There was something very obvious though, `` What about that ? ``, she asked.

I did n't imagine there was any doubt there, `` When you 're set up, I 'll finish inside you. ``

'' Oh. ''

That did n't fathom honest, `` What 's wrong ? ``

'' I do n't recollect I can, I 'm sorry Tony. '' Her fucking organized religion again.

'' But, but, you wanted me to. '' This was not going well.

'' I did, … I do, … but I ca n't, I 'm sorry. '' tinker's damn, damn, red cent, … ( you get the idea ).

This was the 2nd time she 'd pass me on and then backed out. The in conclusion time I did n't react well. This meter, I did n't react. I did n't bang what to do. I just lay there silently. `` Tony, Tony ? '' She was getting disquieted. `` I 'm sorry. '' She was crying. `` I want to, the idea turns me on so often, I thought I could, but I ca n't. ``

I hugged her some more. I 'm sure I made comforting disturbance, I do n't remember. We lay there for some clip, no one was counting. Eventually I was distracted by flashing at the window. `` What 's that. '' I got up and made my way to the window. `` There 's a fire truck down there. ``

'' There ca n't be a fire, there 's been no alarm. '' Was Jasmine 's observation.

'' Yeah. '' That was a mystery. Hopefully we were safe.

I turned round and Jasmine was kneeling on the level. `` I love you Tony, I 'll do anything for you. ``

'' Except, … ''

'' Sorry. '' Yeah, the one thing I wanted was the one thing I was n't going to get. She reached for me, I stepped forward to let her at me. I 'd deflated during the silence, but now Jasmine was doing her best to put some life back in it. It was working. I held her head, that was when I might feature `` encouraged '' her, it was like fucking her face. ( I was Lester Willis Young and innocuous, I had't come across that estimation yet. ) The thought just pissed me off, she 'd let me eff her like this, but not properly. I fought the pulse to ram myself down her throat, I could n't hurt her, she did n't want me to do that. I felt shamefaced for intellection of that.

The cock sucking was getting to me, `` I 'd improve sit down. '' I did, I sat on the edge of the bed and Jasmine still kneeling on the floor and continued. Even I could n't stay dark or angry while getting a nose candy job, even in those circumstances. So I lay back and enjoyed it. Still when it was over there was something not right.

That feeling stayed with me, it 's probably what caused us to rive in the end. Jasmine tried her skilful to be nice to me, and I enjoyed her. Anything I wanted, except what I really wanted. Maybe if I was going to be the petite bit guilty about anything intimate I 'd done. It 'd be for how I used her those death few months, I was slipping away from her and she was desperate to keep open me. But I ca n't really feel guilty about any sex.

You know the end of the story, we split before going our differentiate ways to college, and I met Aimee at Stanford. Sometimes I look back on that day and call up what might sustain been if I had n't made Jasmine come at that peak and I had got to fuck her. I 'd accept proposed and we 'd have got married and lived happily ever after in the valley. I do n't repent it, now. I like the life that I have now, but it so easily could feature been different. I did regret it them, that 's the alone prison term I 've regretted making a girl come. Usually if the girl comes, it can only good for me.

almost everyone else remembers that prom for unlike reasons. There were the guys who managed to sneak onto the universal proposition backlot by pretending to be waiter, dressed up in their courting for prom. The firetruck was there because a crowd of my class fellow had wondered how many people you could get in an elevator, and it got stuck between flooring. Several of my buds had more circumstances with their lady friend than I did. The most fabled thing about that night was soul snuck onto the football field of operation at school and used something to bite `` Class of 86 '' into the turf at the fifty pace line. That was still visible for years after. But I remember that blowjob in the limo. That may be my most memorable ever, even after all this time.

I was reminded of all this five years later when someone got shot dead after a prom at that hotel. Thank god nada like that happened at ours. That 's not how I wanted to commemorate my promenade. It made my disappointment picket into insignificance.

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Two hundred yr in the future Lou Latour, director of the temporal role investigating Institute studied the report on the new timeline after their latest attempt to fix the `` anomaly ''. Tony 's account was part of the report. The timeline was now back on rails, Aimee now had completed her doctorate. This was an of import event in the timeline. Now they could do something much more unwise, meddle in their own past times. Jody, his new girlfriend, was leaning over his shoulder, `` Bummer ! They had such a thoroughly life in the previous timeline. ``

Lou was startled back to his lay out, the felicity of the bailiwick they meddled with had not been on his listing of antecedency here. His overwhelming feeling was assuagement, it looks like they might fix this anomaly yet. He glanced at the report from yesterday. He pulled up the diffs between yesterday 's Tony 's history and today 's Tony 's explanation. A few sentences changed, changing the emphasis. There were a few insignificant Christian Bible changes here and there, a few literal error come and gone, until it got to this paragraph. The story diverged strongly at that point. Yesterday 's bill diverged after `` she was on the verge of coming ''.

almost worrying for Lou though was the history did n't mention the shooting. He 'd have to get someone to investigate if that was a real difference, or just not mentioned. If it was a actual difference, was it important ?

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It was like licking her with my dick, I ran my gumshoe around her clit hood like I would my tongue. The next moan was more like a scream, she was on the verge of coming. It was now or never, I nestled my cock between her sass and pushed. Jasmine screamed, I was n't sure enough if that was good or not. Was that passion or pain. `` Are you all right ? ``

'' Just sleep together me ! ``

Again shock at the spoken language pure innocuous Jasmine was using, never idea that my dick was in her pussy. I was n't going to ask twice, I thrust into her, as punishing as I could. thank god she 'd blown me in the limo, or I 'd be coming now. The screams went to 11, with moans and wild bucking. She was coming, secure than I 'd ever seen her before. Then she was still.

I paused, I hugged her, waiting for her smoke to return. Still unvoiced, still in her. Her oculus opened slowly and she stretched herself, her grin was 100 cogent evidence knockout, god I loved her. I started with some behind gentle poke, a waver of something passed over her facial expression, doubt ? She 'd just broken one more clause of her religion. She sighed and lay back on the bed, open and vulnerable. `` Fuck me more. ``

I did. Starting with slow up measured cam stroke, she sighed and closed her eyes. When the sigh changed to moans I sped up some, then when the moans became screams we both turned it up to 11. I pounded her as toilsome as I could, she loved every virgule. She was going to come soon, I was going to come soon whether she did or not. I desperately wanted to view as on until she came, I wanted this to be perfect. I did n't believe I was going to throw it when her adjacent scream was turned up to 12, I 'm surprised the management did n't number knocking to find out who was being murdered.

She came, she spasmed, that was it, I could n't, I did n't call for to, moderate on any longer. I came. Wow, is coming inside the girl you love, as she comes, a trip. It was like the heavens opened and a shaft of visible radiation shone down on us, a choir of angels sang, while the digit of god pointed down at us and commanded us to be felicitous. I was felicitous to obey that command.

There was a tapping on my back, I came to my senses and realised I was lying with my broad free weight on Jasmine. I got up off her, scooped her up in my munition and hugged her while rolling over on my spinal column. `` Sorry, I love you. '' Writing that like that, it sounds like I 'm apologizing for loving her. The apology was for squashing her.

She clung to me, that seemed like a near matter. We were silent like that for a spell, but I got the feeling something was haywire. I looked at her, she was crying. `` What 's the topic ? '' I was pretty lost here. I hoped she was n't having back thoughts about that article of faith.

'' Nothing. '' I 'm pretty sure that was n't true. But then she brightened up, `` I 'm just very felicitous. '' I knew how she felt, minus the crying bit.

I was distracted by flashing at the window. `` What 's that. '' I got up and made my way to the windowpane. `` There 's a flame truck down there. ``

'' There ca n't be a fire, there 's been no alarm. '' Was Jasmine 's observation.

'' Yeah. '' That was a mystery. Hopefully we were safe.

I turned round and Jasmine was lying on the bed, propped up on one cubitus watching me. She was so beautiful, I loved her so much. I walked back to to the bed, I stopped short and knelt on one knee. I held her hand, `` Jasmine, I love you. I want to spend the sleep of my animation with you, will you marry me ? '' That sounded so natural when I said it.

Jasmine smiled her 100 trial impression knockout grin again. `` Of course I will. '' I jumped back on the bed and hugged her some more. There were more tears.

After that it was n't all smooth sailing, but we made it study. The 400 international mile between us at our colleges was hell, and it could all have been so different. We 'd both had back up plans of going to Berkeley, but the deadline for accepting their pass was the hebdomad before the promenade, so we were stuck at Leland Stanford and UCLA. Jasmine did work on getting a transfer to Berkeley and she managed it for the surveil year 's autumn quarter. We married during the summer break before that, but we were still at Universities which were fifty knot apart. We rented a house in Union City, Jasmine could commute on baronet and I could drive over the bridge. I 've come to detest that bridge circuit now. After graduating we both got line down in the Valley and set up house there. We 're both so well-chosen, life could n't be better.

Some of my buds also had like luck with their girlfriend, though no one else got engaged that day. One other twain did marry later than year, and if you consider the date on the giving birth proclamation for their girl, I think he knocked her up at the prom. Thank god it was actually safety for us, Jasmine got on the oral contraceptive soon after the prom as we continued to fuck like bunnies.

Most everyone else remembers that prom for dissimilar ground. There were the guys who managed to nobble onto the universal joint backlot by pretending to be server, dressed up in their suit for prom. The firetruck was there because a crew of my classmates had wondered how many multitude you could get in an lift, and it got stuck between storey. The most legendary matter about that night was someone snuck onto the football field at school and used something to burn `` socio-economic class of 86 '' into the turf at the L G line. That was still seeable for years after. But what I remember is that piece of ass and the proposal .