This was one of my early ideas 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 first off ending. Also I 'd deliver disguised the part. This is a sequel to my previous CAW first appearance `` The Essay. '' With the same main fictional character. The interstitial panorama is one which could have been in my `` clock time nookie '' taradiddle. It gives a much glad ending.

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My fourth-year prom is memorable in lots of style, most memorable to me is the blowjob.

I 'd rented a limousine and got a elbow room at the Hilton for our after company. I had some money for this as I 'd been doing a little work for local commercial enterprise. Installing account statement and office systems, matter like that. Though the thing which paid in effect was the tech living once I 'd installed the organization.

So I could afford to wrick up to Jasmine 's in a stretch limousine. Her dad opened the room access, `` Good even Mr Humphries, I 'm here for Jasmine. ``

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

Mr Humphries thought I was a good kid, I had been his star topology school-age child in Junior high. He 'd been my cathartic teacher and now I was going to be majoring in Physics at Stanford, I was one of his winner. He approved of me, but he was still a dad, Jasmine 's dad, and I knew he had something on his idea. Jasmine had told me that he had not been happy when she 'd said we were staying at the Hilton for the night. The words `` Dad, I 'm eighteen. '' had been used. We were pretty sure Jasmine 's folks knew we had sex, though we did n't pee it ( too ) obvious, and nothing was said. It was like her Mom helped us by arranging for them to be elsewhere at clock time. I guess if we were going to do it, she 'd prefer it be somewhere safety like at home. But Dads are still Dads.

I 'm fairly sure they did n't get laid that Jasmine was still a virgin, but I intended to relieve that later that nighttime. We 'd only ever done oral, or early not fucking types of sex. Of what we 'd gotten up to, I liked the oral sex best. Jasmine was saving fucking for marriage, that was a point of contention in our spiritual `` discussions ''. I was pretty sure, with the right atm, I could could persuade her. I 'd also been wondering about that marriage idea, it had been sounding like a just idea recently. I was considering maybe proposing, so with the rightfulness atmosphere, I might be persuaded.

Sex was what was on her Dad 's psyche. He tried to play up the subject. `` Now, I 'm sure you 're going to process Jasmine right. '' He lowered his vox again conspiratorially, `` You do take precautions ? Do n't you ? ``

I mentally checked the Trojans in my sack, but I chose not to answer directly, `` I can assure you Mr Humphries, that Jasmine is perfectly condom with me. '' I put a little Thomas More emphasis on my adjacent sentence, `` We know what we 're doing. '' I do n't know 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 frock showed her off to paragon. I managed to not stare at her boobs, which looked amazing in the cantilevered front of the dress. The dress was strapless, the ravisher color was a staring subtle contrast with her pale skin. She got down the stairs and held out her hired man, I took it and made to kiss her, but she backed off. `` You 'll mess up the physical composition. '' 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 nosegay of white lilies around her wrist.

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

I held out my cubitus, `` Shall we, your chariot awaits. '' I 'd got that 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 come down the stairs behind Jasmine.

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

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

Jasmine looked around the limo impressed. The seating were more like lounge than car seats, we sat on the long ass on the side. There was a small fridge, well stocked with drinks. I was n't too certain if we were supposed to get at those, but I 'd brought my own provision anyway. Officially, the prom was dry, in reality, no one got caught. I had a hip flask of vodka and orange.

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

'' I dunno. '' I had n't noticed when the limo picked me up at my situation. Jasmine pushed one, and an opaque division rose up between us and the driver covering the meth which was already there. That was a surprise, but now it was private back there. It was a bummer I could n't do anything about it, Jasmine did n't want me to mess up her makeup, or her whisker. Her haircloth was more style than usual, it 's smutty, usually it was straight, down to her shoulders. Now it was put up all fancy.

However, Jasmine looked heedful and said, `` I have an estimation, I think you 'll wish it. '' That sounded promising.

She knelt down at my metrical foot and reached for my fly. This was really promising, though after her not wanting to be kissed because of the war paint, I was n't sure how this was going to work out. She 'd thought of this already, `` Now, you 've got to keep still, or you 'll mess up the physical composition. And no grabbing my headspring, you 'll mess up my hair. '' I had sometimes encouraged her by holding her head, or maybe thrusting into her mouth a bit. So none of that.

She slant forward and took me into her lip. I 'd been rapidly hardening since she reached for my fly. Now I was totally heavily. She was serious a this, but she was more hesitant than usual, must be worrying about the composition. This was n't going to get me off in a hurry. It felt sound though, duh ! it 's a cock sucking, or course it felt good. I sighed gently and relaxed.

I sighed some more and she kept at it. Yes, this was feeling really good, she kept at it. And she still kept at it. Over time, it 's difficult to say how much time, I moaned, I squirmed, I tensed up. The pressure down in my dick was getting unbearable. This was peachy, but I was n't going to come like this, I needed to come. I managed to keep still, I 'm not surely how, I wanted to seize handgrip of her caput and `` encourage '' her along some.

I 'd possess begged to come, but I did n't give the learning ability left to beg. I just twitched, I 'd take in thrashed around if I were n't keeping still, I did moan. Then she got grave, the sucking got more urgent and her hand came into play, jacking me off at the same fourth dimension. This was going to get me somewhere, and in a hurry. She stopped what she was doing and I groaned. She said to me, `` You know, I 'm not wearing any panty, 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 mouthpiece. I came harder than I had ever before.

Next I knew, she was sitting beside me, holding my manus. `` You 'd scoop zip up, we 're here. '' We were just passing the Universal City sign. The promenade was at the Hilton across from the Universal studio musical theme park, half the division was going to be at the park for the afternoon. There were some tarradiddle told about that later, but we 'd decided just to go to the Prom. I zipped myself up. I thought that it took 15-20 minute to get to here from Jasmine 's so that 's how long the blowjob must cause took. I never know how hanker one takes, it 's not something I can think of at the time.

I looked lovingly over at Jasmine, a belittled drop of cum had escaped from the corner of her mouthpiece, she 'd also gotten some in her hair. I mimed wiping the my mouth, `` You got some on you, and in you hair. ``

She just said, `` I know, it glows under black light, that way everyone will bed I 'm yours. '' God, that was hot, her saying that. She did pass over her lip though.

I still thought of Jasmine as innocent, despite everything we 'd done together, but sometimes she just surprised me. Like with the black illumination comment and the panty. I tried to be gallant, chicks like that. `` I 'd do something for you if I had time. '' I 'd get gone down on her and helped with her wet pussy if we were n't here already. Going down on Jasmine was my indorse preferred thing to do, second only to getting a blowjob from Jasmine. They usually went together, so I was happy.

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

The limo stopped short and then the phone buzzed, so I picked it up. It was the device driver asking if we wanted to be dropped off, or should he go around the block again. I told him we were fine, the limo rolled under the canopy and stopped again. The device driver opened the door for us. I slipped him a 20 as I got out, that was just the tip, I 'd paid for the ride in improvement. He was polite and said thank you. I do n't acknowledge how lots he knew of what we got up to back there, I made eye inter-group communication and smiled at him. Jasmine was n't meeting his regard, she looked totally guilty.

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

'' We danced all night. '' It 's a platitude, but in this typeface it fit us. I did my best, despite the hard on I had permanently. Jasmine was not helping out by reminding me periodically of the commonwealth of her pussy ( wet ), or what she wanted me to do to it later. The evening was helped along by flavour from the hip flask. Near the end of the evening the slow up dances started, this sentence I was allowed to kiss her. She 'd block worrying about the constitution. Eventually we could n't stand it any longer, we slipped out to go to the room.

In the way, I turned rhythm to lock away the room access and when I looked back, Jasmine was standing by the bed, smiling, grinning just about cover charge it. She shimmied slightly and her gown slipped down her body, she reached back and undid her strapless bra, so her pinhead came into vista. The the dress slipped down further revealing her box, it ended up as a cascade of peach tree chiffon around her articulatio talocruralis. She was even more stunning out of the garb 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 manus on top of my straits, 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 have made her pop anytime I wanted. I wanted to prolong this for now, I just teased her mouth. She moaned, she liked that. I brought a finger into play, it slipped into her, she moaned more and squirmed. More clapper, another finger, more glossa, a 3rd digit. I was pumping the fingers in and out of her now.

The moans ramped up, it was time to make my move. I stopped licking, and propped myself up enough to say, `` I could use my peter instead. ``

'' Yes, yes. '' She moaned.

I had n't expected it to be that easy, 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 safety. '' I did n't enquiry that, if I 'd been rational I would give. I undid my trousers and slid them and my trunks 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 month, but I was n't thinking of that then. Nothing else mattered to me, I was going to get to bonk Jasmine.

Her weaponry were spread full, her knee joint were overspread wide, she was ready for me. I took military position between her pegleg, then I froze. Now what ? I 'd only fucked once before, and it was more through luck that I got inside the lady then. I did n't want to hurt Jasmine, I 'd never need to do that. I held myself and ran the tip of my dick up her pussy. Lubrication was a ripe mind. She moaned loudly, she was liking this. `` Yes, yes. Like that. '' She gasped.

It was like licking her with my putz, I ran my dick around her clitoris tough like I would my spit. The adjacent moan was more like a scream, she was on the sceptre of coming. I could n't allow for her like that, so I pressed my dick against her clit. That did it, moans, screams and wild bucking. She was coming, inviolable than I 'd ever seen her before. Then she was still.

I hugged her, waiting for her sentience to take back. Her optic opened slowly and she stretched herself, her smile was 100 proof smasher, 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 call up there was any question there, `` When you 're set up, I 'll finish inside you. ``

'' Oh. ''

That did n't sound soundly, `` What 's legal injury ? ``

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

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

'' I did, … I do, … but I ca n't, I 'm dismal. '' red cent, hoot, shucks, … ( you get the idea ).

This was the second time she 'd go me on and then backed out. The finally time I did n't react well. This time, I did n't react. I did n't sleep with what to do. I just lay there silently. `` Tony, Tony ? '' She was getting worried. `` I 'm drear. '' She was crying. `` I want to, the mind turns me on so much, I thought I could, but I ca n't. ``

I hugged her some more. I 'm sure I made comforting racket, I do n't recollect. We lay there for some time, 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 windowpane. `` There 's a fire hand truck down there. ``

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

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

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

'' Except, … ''

'' Sorry. '' Yeah, the one affair 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 quiet, but now Jasmine was doing her best to put some animation back in it. It was working. I held her head, that was when I might get `` encouraged '' her, it was like fucking her face. ( I was Young and inexperienced person, I had't come across that idea yet. ) The thought process just pissed me off, she 'd let me fuck her like this, but not properly. I fought the impulse to ram myself down her throat, I could n't hurt her, she did n't want me to do that. I felt guilty for intellection of that.

The cock sucking was getting to me, `` I 'd better 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 quell gentle or angry while getting a reverse job, even in those portion. 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 split in the end. Jasmine tried her best 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 lilliputian bit guilty about anything sexual I 'd done. It 'd be for how I used her those last few calendar month, I was slipping away from her and she was do-or-die to keep me. But I ca n't really palpate guilty about any sex.

You know the end of the chronicle, we split before going our separate way of life to college, and I met Aimee at Stanford University. Sometimes I look back on that day and believe what might ingest been if I had n't made Jasmine fall at that point and I had got to fuck her. I 'd stimulate proposed and we 'd own got get hitched with and lived happily ever after in the Valley. I do n't rue it, now. I like the living that I have now, but it so easily could receive been different. I did regret it them, that 's the only time I 've regretted making a girl come. Usually if the young lady comes, it can only good for me.

near everyone else remembers that prom for unlike intellect. There were the guys who managed to filch onto the Universal backlot by pretending to be server, dressed up in their suits for prom. The firetruck was there because a clustering of my classmate had wondered how many people you could get in an elevator, and it got stuck between floors. Several of my buds had more luck with their fille than I did. The most legendary thing about that nighttime was somebody snuck onto the football game field at schooling and used something to burn `` form of 86 '' into the turf at the 50 pace line. That was still visible for eld after. But I remember that cock sucking in the limo. That may be my most memorable ever, even after all this time.

I was reminded of all this five geezerhood later when somebody got shot abruptly after a prom at that hotel. Thank god nil like that happened at ours. That 's not how I wanted to remember my prom. It made my disappointment pale into insignificance.

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Two hundred year in the future Lou Latour, director of the temporal role Investigations Institute studied the report on the new timeline after their latest try to fix the `` anomaly ''. Tony 's score was character of the reputation. The timeline was now back on track, Aimee now had completed her doctorate. This was an important consequence in the timeline. Now they could do something much more unwise, meddle in their own past. Jody, his new girl, was leaning over his shoulder, `` Bummer ! They had such a trade good life in the previous timeline. ``

Lou was startled back to his present, the happiness of the national they meddled with had not been on his lean of priority here. His overwhelming feeling was relief, it looks like they might fix this anomaly yet. He glanced at the report card from yesterday. He pulled up the diffs between yesterday 's Tony 's history and today 's Tony 's explanation. A few condemnation changed, changing the emphasis. There were a few insignificant word changes here and there, a few erratum come and gone, until it got to this paragraph. The story diverged strongly at that degree. Yesterday 's account diverged after `` she was on the scepter of coming ''.

about worrying for Lou though was the story did n't name the shot. He 'd deliver to get mortal to look into if that was a real difference, or just not mentioned. If it was a actual difference, was it significant ?

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

'' Just make love me ! ``

Again daze at the words pure innocent Jasmine was using, never idea that my prick was in her kitty-cat. I was n't going to ask twice, I thrust into her, as laborious as I could. Thank god she 'd blown me in the limo, or I 'd be coming now. The squall went to 11, with moans and wild bucking. She was coming, inviolable than I 'd ever seen her before. Then she was still.

I paused, I hugged her, waiting for her sentiency to repay. Still hard, still in her. Her eyes opened slowly and she stretched herself, her smile was 100 proof sweetheart, god I loved her. I started with some wearisome gentle stab, a flicker of something passed over her fount, doubt ? She 'd just give away one more article of her faith. She sighed and lay back on the bed, out-of-doors and vulnerable. `` Fuck me more than. ``

I did. Starting with slow measured apoplexy, she sighed and closed her eyes. When the suspiration changed to moans I sped up some, then when the moans became screams we both turned it up to 11. I pounded her as hard as I could, she loved every stroke. She was going to come soon, I was going to derive soon whether she did or not. I desperately wanted to hold on until she came, I wanted this to be perfect. I did n't reckon I was going to make it when her next shriek was turned up to 12, I 'm surprised the direction did n't come knocking to rule out who was being murdered.

She came, she spasmed, that was it, I could n't, I did n't need to, hold 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 tripping shone down on us, a choir of holy man sang, while the digit of god pointed down at us and commanded us to be happy. I was well-chosen to obey that command.

There was a tapping on my back, I came to my sense and realised I was lying with my full moon weight on Jasmine. I got up off her, scooped her up in my arms and hugged her while rolling over on my vertebral 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 good matter. We were tacit like that for a while, but I got the feeling something was wrong. I looked at her, she was crying. `` What 's the subject ? '' I was pretty lost here. I hoped she was n't having second thoughts about that clause of faith.

'' Nothing. '' I 'm pretty sure that was n't unfeigned. But then she brightened up, `` I 'm just tangible happy. '' 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 window. `` There 's a firing hand 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 rhythm and Jasmine was lying on the bed, propped up on one cubitus watching me. She was so beautiful, I loved her so practically. I walked back to to the bed, I stopped short and knelt on one knee joint. I held her handwriting, `` Jasmine, I love you. I want to spend the rest of my aliveness with you, will you marry me ? '' That sounded so natural when I said it.

Jasmine smiled her 100 test copy mantrap smile again. `` Of course of instruction 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 soaring, but we made it work. The 400 air mile between us at our colleges was hell, and it could all have been so different. We 'd both had back up programme of going to Bishop Berkeley, but the deadline for accepting their offer was the calendar week before the prom, so we were stuck at Stanford and UCLA. Jasmine did piece of work on getting a transfer to Berkeley and she managed it for the following class 's autumn one-fourth. We married during the summer break before that, but we were still at Universities which were l miles apart. We rented a firm in Union urban center, Jasmine could commute on BART and I could drive over the bridge. I 've come to hate that nosepiece now. After graduating we both got problem down in the Valley and set up house there. We 're both so happy, biography could n't be better.

Some of my buds also had similar luck with their lady friend, though no one else got engaged that day. One other distich did marry later than year, and if you consider the day of the month on the birth annunciation for their daughter, I think he knocked her up at the prom. Thank god it was actually safe for us, Jasmine got on the birth control pill soon after the prom as we continued to fuck like bunnies.

most everyone else remembers that prom for unlike rationality. There were the guy wire who managed to sneak onto the universal joint backlot by pretending to be waiter, dressed up in their suits for promenade. The firetruck was there because a bunch of my classmate had wondered how many people you could get in an elevator, and it got stuck between flooring. The most legendary thing about that night was somebody snuck onto the football arena at school day and used something to burn `` stratum of 86 '' into the turf at the fifty yard line. That was still visible for years after. But what I remember is that fucking and the proposal .