This was one of my other estimate 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 1st ending. Also I 'd ingest disguised the quality. This is a continuation to my previous CAW entranceway `` The Essay. '' With the same primary reference. The interstitial scene is one which could sustain been in my `` clip Fuck '' story. It gives a much happier ending.

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My senior promenade is memorable in lots of elbow room, 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 picayune body of work for local anesthetic businesses. Installing method of accounting and office scheme, things like that. Though the thing which paid best was the tech support once I 'd put in the system.

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

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

Mr Humphries thought I was a good kid, I had been his hotshot schoolchild in junior high. He 'd been my physics teacher and now I was going to be majoring in Physics at Stanford University, 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 judgment. Jasmine had told me that he had not been happy when she 'd said we were staying at the Hilton for the Night. The tidings `` Dad, I 'm xviii. '' had been used. We were pretty surely Jasmine 's family line knew we had sex, though we did n't piss it ( too ) obvious, and nil 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 favour it be somewhere good like at habitation. But papa are still Dads.

I 'm moderately sure they did n't lie with that Jasmine was still a Virgo, but I intended to remediate that later that nighttime. We 'd only ever done viva, or other not fucking character of sex. Of what we 'd gotten up to, I liked the oral exam sex best. Jasmine was saving fucking for marriage, that was a point of arguing in our religious `` discussion ''. I was pretty certain, with the right wing atmosphere, I could could persuade her. I 'd also been wondering about that spousal relationship musical theme, it had been sounding like a unspoiled idea recently. I was considering maybe proposing, so with the rightfulness standard atmosphere, I might be persuaded.

Sex was what was on her Dad 's mind. He tried to work up the subject. `` Now, I 'm sure you 're going to treat Jasmine right. '' He lowered his voice again conspiratorially, `` You do consider precaution ? Do n't you ? ``

I mentally checked the Dardanian in my pocket, but I chose not to resolve directly, `` I can assure you Mr Humphries, that Jasmine is perfectly safe with me. '' I put a little to a greater extent stress on my adjacent sentence, `` We know what we 're doing. '' I do n't screw 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 dress showed her off to paragon. I managed to not gaze at her dope, which looked amazing in the cantilevered straw man of the dress. The dress was strapless, the peach color was a consummate elusive demarcation with her blench tegument. She got down the stair and held out her script, I took it and made to kiss her, but she backed off. `` You 'll mess up the makeup. '' Bummer. She was made up well though, she usually did n't devil 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 white lilies around her carpus.

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

I held out my elbow, `` Shall we, your chariot awaits. '' I 'd got that line from some corny TV appearance 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 stair behind Jasmine.

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

I escorted Jasmine to the limo, her family waved from the door. We got in the limo, there was outer space for about ten of us in there, but there were only the two of us. I picked up the headphone to spill the beans to the device driver, `` We can go now, thanks. ``

Jasmine looked around the limo impressed. The arse were more like sofa than car seats, we sat on the long nates on the slope. There was a low fridge, well stocked with drinks. I was n't too sure 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 flaskful of vodka and orange.

There were a twain of transposition 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 place. Jasmine pushed one, and an opaque segmentation rose up between us and the driver covering the methamphetamine hydrochloride which was already there. That was a surprise, but now it was secret back there. It was a bummer I could n't do anything about it, Jasmine did n't desire me to mess up her physical composition, or her hair. Her hairsbreadth was more title than usual, it 's smutty, 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 wish it. '' That sounded promising.

She knelt down at my fundament and reached for my fly. This was really bright, though after her not wanting to be kissed because of the makeup, I was n't sure how this was going to work. She 'd thought of this already, `` Now, you 've got to keep still, or you 'll mess up up the makeup. And no grabbing my head, 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 mouth. I 'd been rapidly hardening since she reached for my fly. Now I was totally hard. She was good a this, but she was more hesitant than common, must be worrying about the makeup. This was n't going to get me off in a hurry. It felt honorable though, duh ! it 's a blowjob, or track it felt serious. 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 often time, I moaned, I squirmed, I tensed up. The insistence 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 indisputable how, I wanted to grab hold of her head and `` encourage '' her along some.

I 'd bear begged to add up, but I did n't make the brain left to beg. I just twitched, I 'd feature thrashed around if I were n't keeping still, I did groan. Then she got unplayful, the sucking got more urgent and her hand came into play, jacking me off at the Saami time. This was going to get me somewhere, and in a hastiness. She stopped what she was doing and I groaned. She said to me, `` You know, I 'm not wearing any scanty, and I 'm totally soaked down there. '' That did it, that pushed me over the boundary. As she took up where she left off, I came in her mouth. I came intemperately than I had ever before.

Next I knew, she was sitting beside me, holding my hired hand. `` You 'd best zip up, we 're here. '' We were just passing the Universal City sign. The prom was at the Hilton across from the Universal studio apartment base park, half the class was going to be at the park for the afternoon. There were some tales 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 minutes to get to here from Jasmine 's so that 's how recollective the blowjob must have took. I never know how yearn one takes, it 's not something I can think of at the time.

I looked lovingly over at Jasmine, a pocket-sized drop of cum had escaped from the corner of her backtalk, she 'd also receive some in her fuzz. I mimed wiping the my mouth, `` You got some on you, and in you hair. ``

She just said, `` I know, it glows under black igniter, that way everyone will acknowledge I 'm yours. '' God, that was hot, her saying that. She did wipe her mouth though.

I still thought of Jasmine as inexperienced person, despite everything we 'd done together, but sometimes she just surprised me. Like with the melanise light comment and the panties. I tried to be gallant, chicks like that. `` I 'd do something for you if I had sentence. '' I 'd take gone down on her and helped with her wet pussy if we were n't here already. Going down on Jasmine was my second base favorite matter to do, second only to getting a blowjob from Jasmine. They usually went together, so I was happy.

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

The limo stopped short and then the telephone 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 blockage again. I told him we were ok, the limo rolled under the canopy and stopped again. The device driver opened the door for us. I slipped him a twenty 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 hump how much he knew of what we got up to punt there, I made eye link and smiled at him. Jasmine was n't meeting his gaze, she looked totally guilty.

The driver opened the tree trunk and the bellhop took our cup of tea. We checked in and went up to the room, I really wanted to skip the prom and get on with things in the way, but Jasmine insisted we go, again protesting about not messing up the composition. 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 hard, I 'd induce done something about that if she had n't walked out the room access at that point.

'' We danced all night. '' It 's a cliche, but in this event it fit us. I did my best, despite the concentrated on I had permanently. Jasmine was not helping out by reminding me periodically of the United States Department of State of her twat ( wet ), or what she wanted me to do to it later. The eve was helped along by nips from the hip flaskful. Near the end of the evening the slow down dances started, this clock time I was allowed to kiss her. She 'd stopped worrying about the makeup. Eventually we could n't tolerate it any longer, we slipped out to go to the way.

In the way, I turned rung to lock the door 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 dope came into horizon. The the dress slipped down further revealing her box, it ended up as a cascade of dish chiffon around her ankle. She was even more stunning out of the dress 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 cap 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 clip as I approached, she put her bridge player on top of my oral sex, and said `` You know what I want. '' While pushing me down towards her box.

She 'd form it very obvious what she wanted, but had left early options open. pick I wanted to search. She was primed and gear up, I could have made her pop anytime I wanted. I wanted to prolong this for now, I just teased her lips. She moaned, she liked that. I brought a finger into looseness, it slipped into her, she moaned more and squirmed. More tongue, another digit, Thomas More glossa, a thirdly finger's breadth. I was pumping the fingers in and out of her now.

The moans ramped up, it was time to make water my move. 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 light, but I was n't going to debate. `` I 'll get a condom. '' I started to strive for my jacket.

'' Do n't concern, I 'm rubber. '' I did n't question that, if I 'd been intellectual I would give. I undid my trousers and slid them and my underdrawers 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 calendar month, but I was n't thinking of that then. Nothing else mattered to me, I was going to get to sleep together Jasmine.

Her arms were spreadhead astray, her articulatio genus were spread wide, she was quick for me. I took location between her legs, then I froze. Now what ? I 'd only have it off once before, and it was more through luck that I got inside the lady then. I did n't require to pain Jasmine, I 'd never want to do that. I held myself and ran the tip of my dick up her slit. Lubrication was a expert melodic theme. She moaned loudly, she was liking this. `` Yes, yes. Like that. '' She gasped.

It was like licking her with my cock, I ran my pecker around her clit bonnet like I would my glossa. The adjacent 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 cock against her clitoris. That did it, moans, screams and wild bucking. She was coming, impregnable than I 'd ever seen her before. Then she was still.

I hugged her, waiting for her senses to return. Her eyes opened slowly and she stretched herself, her grin was 100 proof stunner, 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 think there was any interrogation there, `` When you 're set, I 'll finish inside you. ``

'' Oh. ''

That did n't vocalize good, `` What 's wrong ? ``

'' I do n't suppose I can, I 'm lamentable Tony. '' Her shag religious belief again.

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

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

This was the moment time she 'd leave me on and then backed out. The shoemaker's last time I did n't respond well. This fourth dimension, I did n't react. I did n't bed what to do. I just lay there silently. `` Tony, Tony ? '' She was getting worry. `` I 'm sorry. '' She was crying. `` I want to, the estimate turns me on so much, I thought I could, but I ca n't. ``

I hugged her some more. I 'm for certain I made comforting noises, I do n't call back. We lay there for some meter, 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 affair I was n't going to get. She reached for me, I stepped forward to let her at me. I 'd deflated during the muteness, but now Jasmine was doing her best to put some life back in it. It was working. I held her chief, that was when I might have `` encouraged '' her, it was like fucking her face. ( I was young and clean-handed, I had't come across that idea yet. ) The thought 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 anguish her, she did n't want me to do that. I felt hangdog for cerebration of that.

The blowjob was getting to me, `` I 'd break 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 blue or furious while getting a blow job, even in those condition. 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 carve up in the end. Jasmine tried her Best to be decent to me, and I enjoyed her. Anything I wanted, except what I really wanted. Maybe if I was going to be the tiniest bit guilty about anything sexual I 'd done. It 'd be for how I used her those last few month, I was slipping away from her and she was desperate to keep me. But I ca n't really find guilty about any sex.

You know the end of the story, we split before going our separate ways to college, and I met Aimee at Stanford University. Sometimes I look back on that day and suppose what might hold been if I had n't made Jasmine make out at that level and I had got to make out her. I 'd induce proposed and we 'd have got matrimonial and lived happily ever after in the Valley. I do n't regret it, now. I like the aliveness that I have now, but it so easily could own been different. I did repent it them, that 's the only metre I 've regretted making a girl come. Usually if the young lady comes, it can only good for me.

well-nigh everyone else remembers that prom for dissimilar rationality. There were the guys who managed to pinch onto the Universal backlot by pretending to be waiters, dressed up in their suits for promenade. The firetruck was there because a clustering of my classmates had wondered how many hoi polloi you could get in an lift, and it got stuck between trading floor. Several of my buds had more luck with their girl than I did. The most fabled thing about that nighttime was mortal snuck onto the football field at school and used something to burn `` division of 86 '' into the turf at the fifty yard line. That was still visible for years after. But I remember that cock sucking in the limousine. 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 utter after a prom at that hotel. Thank god goose egg like that happened at ours. That 's not how I wanted to think back my promenade. It made my disappointment picket into insignificance.

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Two hundred long time in the future Lou Latour, director of the Temporal Investigations Institute studied the report on the new timeline after their latest endeavor to fix the `` anomaly ''. Tony 's chronicle was part of the reputation. The timeline was now back on running, Aimee now had completed her doctorate. This was an crucial event in the timeline. Now they could do something much more inexpedient, meddle in their own past. Jody, his new girlfriend, was leaning over his shoulder, `` Bummer ! They had such a good liveliness in the previous timeline. ``

Lou was startled back to his present, the happiness of the subjects they meddled with had not been on his list of priorities here. His overwhelming feeling was assuagement, it looks like they might fix this anomaly yet. He glanced at the reputation from yesterday. He pulled up the diffs between yesterday 's Tony 's invoice and today 's Tony 's account. A few prison term changed, changing the stress. There were a few insignificant word variety here and there, a few typos come and gone, until it got to this paragraph. The story diverged strongly at that percentage point. Yesterday 's account diverged after `` she was on the sceptre of coming ''.

near worrying for Lou though was the chronicle did n't mention the shooting. He 'd bear to get soul to investigate if that was a real difference, or just not mentioned. If it was a real difference of opinion, was it significant ?

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

'' Just fuck me ! ``

Again shock at the linguistic process pure innocent Jasmine was using, never mind that my cock was in her puss. I was n't going to ask twice, I thrust into her, as firmly as I could. give thanks god she 'd blown me in the limo, or I 'd be coming now. The screams went to 11, with groan and wild bucking. She was coming, impregnable than I 'd ever seen her before. Then she was still.

I paused, I hugged her, waiting for her senses to return. Still hard, still in her. Her eye opened slowly and she stretched herself, her grin was 100 test copy knockout, god I loved her. I started with some slow gentle stab, a flicker of something passed over her facial expression, doubt ? She 'd just unwrap one More article of her faith. She sighed and lay back on the bed, open and vulnerable. `` Fuck me More. ``

I did. Starting with slow measured diagonal, she sighed and closed her eyes. When the sighs 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 arrive soon, I was going to amount soon whether she did or not. I desperately wanted to reserve on until she came, I wanted this to be perfect. I did n't conceive I was going to make it when her side by side scream was turned up to 12, I 'm surprised the direction did n't issue forth knocking to see out who was being murdered.

She came, she spasmed, that was it, I could n't, I did n't take to, hold on any longer. I came. Wow, is coming inside the girl you love, as she comes, a head trip. It was like the heavens opened and a shaft of illumine shone down on us, a choir of holy person sang, while the fingerbreadth of god pointed down at us and commanded us to be happy. I was happy to obey that command.

There was a tapping on my spine, I came to my senses and realised I was lying with my total weighting on Jasmine. I got up off her, scooped her up in my blazonry and hugged her while rolling over on my backrest. `` 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 affair. We were unsounded like that for a spell, but I got the flavor something was wrong. I looked at her, she was crying. `` What 's the issue ? '' I was pretty lost here. I hoped she was n't having endorsement thoughts about that clause of faith.

'' naught. '' I 'm moderately sure that was n't admittedly. But then she brightened up, `` I 'm just real glad. '' 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 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 story. Hopefully we were safe.

I turned rung and Jasmine was lying on the bed, propped up on one elbow 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 paw, `` Jasmine, I love you. I want to drop the rest of my life with you, will you marry me ? '' That sounded so natural when I said it.

Jasmine smiled her 100 proof knockout smile again. `` Of course of action 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 navigation, but we made it work. The 400 mil between us at our colleges was snake pit, 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 offer was the week before the prom, so we were stuck at Stanford and UCLA. Jasmine did piece of work on getting a conveyance to Berkeley and she managed it for the following twelvemonth 's autumn quarter. We married during the summer gap before that, but we were still at Universities which were fifty nautical mile apart. We rented a menage in join City, Jasmine could commute on Bart and I could tug over the span. I 've come to detest that bridge now. After graduating we both got problem down in the Valley and set up mansion there. We 're both so felicitous, aliveness could n't be better.

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

Most everyone else remembers that prom for unlike reasonableness. There were the hombre who managed to filch onto the Universal backlot by pretending to be waiters, dressed up in their courtship for promenade. The firetruck was there because a crowd of my class fellow had wondered how many masses you could get in an lift, and it got stuck between flooring. The most legendary affair about that night was individual snuck onto the football field of force at school and used something to burn down `` Class of 86 '' into the greensward at the fifty dollar bill railyard line. That was still visible for eld after. But what I remember is that shtup and the proposition .