all nighter
05-20-2008, 10:17 AM
If only......
(A story with a twist).
Sam was talking to the phone sales rep at the kiosk style shop, they had been discussing the new mobile phones, accessories and bits and pieces that come with them. When out the corner of his eye he saw someone moving across the mall that stood out from the other shoppers. Sam looked over to see the graceful, and care free walk of a tall young girl, her long mouse brown hair, that hung half way down her back, the small bounce of her ample breasts, the way she moved, it gave the appearance that she wasn’t walking but floating across the floor.
The spiel of the sale rep, Dave, had become white noise, he could hear him but wasn’t really listening to him, and all he saw was the girl. Dave glanced over to see what his friend was looking at, smiled, and enquired as to what he thought, of her. Sam still not paying attention, to him anyone else, it was just him and the girl, who ever she was. Dave had made the comment, I know her name. Sam turned his head slightly to Dave, his eyes still following her to the shop where she worked. Finally answering Dave, he asked about her.
Dave laughed at his friend’s seemingly head over heels reaction to her. Her name is Kristen, she is 19 yrs old and the second in charge of the clothes shop, you saw her go into. Sam thanked Dave for his help and wandered off in the direction of the shop, hoping for another glance at this beauty. Slowly walking past he saw her at the counter, his eyes fixed on her and nothing else, she must have sensed she was being watched, as she looked up to see him staring, a smile crossed her face as she looked back at him. For what seemed like an hour Sam finally walked off towards the food court, his mind swimming with the images of her, her long mouse brown hair, the curve of her hips, narrow waist, and her breasts. He sat down staring at nothing, and was snapped out of his trance by a hand on his shoulder. Turning to see who it was that dare to interrupt his dream, looking up he was shocked to see that it was Kristen; a smile formed on her kissable lips, she asked if she could sit at the table, Sam could only babble, and look like foolish.
Having managed to find his voice he introduced himself, and she to him. They talked for the next half hour. There was an awkward silence, in which Sam just stared at Kristen’s eyes, they where the most mesmerizing jade colour with a hint of blue; it felt like she had a spell over him, he would do anything for her. Kristen had become uncomfortable, Sam noticed the change in her eyes, he apologised for staring, going on to say how beautiful they are, that they are captivating, as she is in general. Her hand moved to his, just as they touched a spark passed from her to him.
They agreed to meet later, over the next few days they had lunch together, and had gotten to know one another. They made plans for the weekend, dinner, and some quiet time just enjoying each other’s company. The dinner wasn’t fancy, just a simple affair, with a night time walk along the fore shore, listening to the waves, and looking at the lights from around the bay.
Sam drove Kristen home, was invited in for a night cap, and listened to some music on the radio, as they sat on the couch, Kristen's head resting on Sam's shoulder, his right arm draped over her shoulder, and lightly running his fingers up her side and circling her hip. Her hand was moving up under his shirt and feeling his chest and stomach. She looked up at him, and kissed him gently on his lips, the taste of her strawberry lip gloss mixed with the subtle scent of her perfume, was intoxicating.
He shifted slightly so that she was now laying on him, his hands moving down her back, grabbing her behind and pulling her up so they were now face to face, her breasts pressing into his chest. Kristen ran her fingers up the side of his face, kissing him on the cheek, then on the chin, finally on the lips, passion taking over them both, the kiss was intense, his hands kneading her ass, as she ground her mound into his crotch, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Kristen bit down on Sam's lower lip as their mouths parted, a look of sheer devilment crossed her face, she moved up off him grabbing his hand as she went. Sam pulled her to him kissing her again, her arms around his neck, she grabbed a hand full of hair, breaking free once more then heading off down the hallway.
Kristen disappeared into a room, at the end of the hall, Sam only a few paces behind, as he entered the room, she wasn’t there. He looked around the room, there was queen size bed with four large turned timber ornate posts supporting a frame that met in the middle, and hanging from it was a sheer curtain, the bed was certainly inviting, with its big pillows, soft billowing doona. He moved around the room when he heard the door close, turning to see Kristen standing in front of the door. Sam moved to the foot of the bed looking back at Kristen, who, without warning charged at him, leaping through the air, knocking him back onto the bed. As his head can back up from the bed their mouths met tongues darting in and out, hands exploring, squeezing, and tugging at clothing that obstructed the flesh held within.
Sam lay under Kristen, lost in the intoxicating scent of this desirable girl, his dick straining against his pants, the bulge being ground by Kristen's hip movements. Slowly she moved down his body until her head was level with his waist, working at his belt attempting to free his massive member. Standing up and moving back, pulling his pants and boxers off as she went, discarding them as if possessed, she moved back to him kneeling between his legs, her hands rubbing his erect and twitching member. Her breath sent shivers down his spine, a flick of her tongue at his engorged tip, all the time her jade eyes watching his every move.
From balls to tip she ran her tongue, one hand cupping his nut sack, her other hand holding his dick flat against his stomach, lowering herself down to suck his balls one at a time. Kristen looked back at Sam, their eyes met, hers with a glint of mischief about them, taking his cock in both hands, ran he tongue up the length of his shaft the engulfing the tip and length in her mouth, Sam arched his hips up to meet her mouth, but was stopped by her hands holding his hips down, Kristen gave him a look, that said you do nothing yet. He complied, propping himself up on his elbows to watch her work his cock. Kristen climbed onto the bed beside Sam, moved her long hair to one side and swallowed his tool, the tip of her tongue flicking the base of his shaft, then slowly raising back up, a combination of spit and pre-cum hanging from her mouth to the tip.
Wrapping her hand around his shaft she started to pump his cock, licking the tip and sucking his nuts in turn, stopping abruptly, she returned to sucking him off, working up and down, faster and faster. Sam’s eyes were starting to roll in his head, head back mouth open; he shifted slightly, hoping as much as he was enjoying it that she would stop soon, as he didn’t want to lose a load, not just yet anyway. Kristen sensed that he was close; deep throated his cock once more then stopped, standing up all in one graceful movement. She stood at the foot of the bed, beckoning him with her finger, sitting upon the edge of the bed, Sam looked her up and down, placing his hands on either hip, he slowly ran then up her sides, and then gently finger tips back down again, sending shivers through Kristen as he went.
He lowered his hands to her thighs, moving one around to squeeze her taught butt, the other lifting her dress up. Kristen reach behind her to undo the buttons at the neck of her dress, so it could be lifted off over her head, she reached down, and began to lift as the dress was now covering her head Sam kissed her stomach, which recoiled at the sudden touch of his lips and warmth of his breath. Sam knelt in front of her, kissed her thighs, running his finger tips down the backs of her legs, her knees buckled, slightly and lent in against his chest. With her dress off Kristen ran her fingers through his hair, and Sam continued to kiss, and gently bite her upper thigh and the side of her butt cheek.
Moving back in front of her, he slowly removed Kristen's satin panties, to reveal a trim short crop of hair on her mound; he ran his finger tips around the patch of hair, across her flat belly, around her sides to her ass, down to her legs and back again. Kristen was squeezing her own breasts and beginning to breathe heavy, Sam stood up, his cock dripping his juice on her leg and into her pussy hair. Their eyes met, and they kissed, the intensity moving up a notch, her hands moving down his back, grabbing his ass pulling him into her. Sam undid her bra clasp with one quick twist of thumb and fore-finger, pulling the shoulder straps down and freed her 32E chest from the satin material that hindered his view, cupping each of her breasts in his hand he gently squeezed and tweaked her nipples.
Sam moved onto the bed, leading Kristen by the hand, he laid her down, and positioned himself alongside her, looking at her naked beauty. Still not believing he was really here, he moved down to her feet, rubbed them slowly, moving his way up her legs one at a time, gently caressing her thighs, kissing them softly. Now he was in between her legs, her pussy just centre-metres away, her hips moving in small circles, anticipating the kiss or touch of his subtle fingers on her hot pussy lips. Sam moved closer, she moved her legs apart even further to let him in, his face so close she could feel the warmth of his breath, just as she was getting ready for his touch, he blew a coolish breath of air over her pussy, and then moved straight to her belly.
Kristen’s eyes bulged at that deceptive move; she longed to have him play with her pussy, such a pussy tease she thought. Sam kissed her navel, worked the tip of his tongue up her stomach to the underside of her breasts, moved slowly up one the he bent forward flicked her nipple with his tongue, then kissing it. He had positioned himself in between her legs, the tip of his hard cock just brushing her highly aroused and sensitive pussy lips, Kristen tried to wiggly down slightly, but could move with Sam's body weight on her. Sam shifted suddenly lunged towards her wanting mouth, at the same time slipped his cock into her waiting pussy, Kristen arched her back, at this sudden intrusion, gasping at the size as he slid it all the way in, his balls making a slapping sound on her ass cheeks. He gazed into her eyes, not moving just looking at her. Moving his legs under her thighs so he could bury his tool deeper into her pussy.
Slowly he began to pump his length in and out of her, letting the tip pull clear of her open hole, before slipping back in, sitting up more on his knees, he teased her to an orgasm by just inserting the tip, in and out and a greater pace, then whilst in the midst of her orgasm, slammed his cock in hard and fast, sending her off into another orgasm, her stomach spasms felt like electric shocks, jolting on her ab muscles, as the waves of pleasure passed through her.
Lowering himself, back towards her chest Sam, took a nipple in his mouth, then the other, and started to pump her again with more vigour this time, the slap of his ball sack on her ass more audible, her moans at his every thrust, seemed to echo in the room. Kristen dragged her nails down the middle of Sam's back, reaching his ass, and clawing it, Sam lifted his head up and thrust in deeper as the nails dug into his butt cheeks, thinking to himself there will be welts tomorrow, but it’s going to be worth every nail digging, thigh clamping hair pulling minute of it.
He kissed her deeply, then upped the pace, pounding into her, his nuts slapping with kind of furiousness of a training boxer using a speed ball, Kristen wrapped her legs around his lower back just above his hips, her feet interlocked and hanging over his ass, her heel pressed in between his cheeks, and acting like a stop, not letting him withdraw all the way.
Sam laid his head alongside Kristen's, kissing her neck, he had both hands full of the bed spread, to help pull him into each thrust, and Kristen was digging her nails into the skin around his shoulder blades. A deep moan from the back of her throat, denoted another orgasm was soon to come, Sam's back was wet from sweat, a few drops had dripped of his nose and onto Kristen's neck, adding a salty taste her delicious skin. Lifting his upper body and resting on his elbows, Sam thrusted deeper, and harder, and huge orgasm washed over Kristen, she began to buck, as Sam continued to thrust, making the orgasim seem bigger, Sam somehow found another gear, and was banging away as if his life depended on it, he reared up as the wads come shot out and into Kristen, they were both twitching and shuddering as wad after wad of Sam's load passed into her.
Sam had closed his eyes as he came, slowly he opened then, blinked and looked into the eyes that stared back at him, but the eyes that stared back weren’t the jade blue he had just seen, they were, pale blue-grey, they appeared old, his heart was still pounding, his breathing harsh, he lowered his head and looked up again, the face he had seen was gone, replaced... with... his own. He looked around and reality began to sink in, sadness came over him.
If only he had plucked up the courage to ask Kristen out, he wouldn’t need to be using these slowly fading images of his youth.
If only he had taken the time to tell her how much he loved her, and wanted to be with her, he wouldn’t be standing here in his bathroom, his semi-hard-dick in his hand, dribbling come over his fingers, and wads of his spunk hanging off the tap head.
slowly turning away from the sink and thinking.....
If only........
(A story with a twist).
Sam was talking to the phone sales rep at the kiosk style shop, they had been discussing the new mobile phones, accessories and bits and pieces that come with them. When out the corner of his eye he saw someone moving across the mall that stood out from the other shoppers. Sam looked over to see the graceful, and care free walk of a tall young girl, her long mouse brown hair, that hung half way down her back, the small bounce of her ample breasts, the way she moved, it gave the appearance that she wasn’t walking but floating across the floor.
The spiel of the sale rep, Dave, had become white noise, he could hear him but wasn’t really listening to him, and all he saw was the girl. Dave glanced over to see what his friend was looking at, smiled, and enquired as to what he thought, of her. Sam still not paying attention, to him anyone else, it was just him and the girl, who ever she was. Dave had made the comment, I know her name. Sam turned his head slightly to Dave, his eyes still following her to the shop where she worked. Finally answering Dave, he asked about her.
Dave laughed at his friend’s seemingly head over heels reaction to her. Her name is Kristen, she is 19 yrs old and the second in charge of the clothes shop, you saw her go into. Sam thanked Dave for his help and wandered off in the direction of the shop, hoping for another glance at this beauty. Slowly walking past he saw her at the counter, his eyes fixed on her and nothing else, she must have sensed she was being watched, as she looked up to see him staring, a smile crossed her face as she looked back at him. For what seemed like an hour Sam finally walked off towards the food court, his mind swimming with the images of her, her long mouse brown hair, the curve of her hips, narrow waist, and her breasts. He sat down staring at nothing, and was snapped out of his trance by a hand on his shoulder. Turning to see who it was that dare to interrupt his dream, looking up he was shocked to see that it was Kristen; a smile formed on her kissable lips, she asked if she could sit at the table, Sam could only babble, and look like foolish.
Having managed to find his voice he introduced himself, and she to him. They talked for the next half hour. There was an awkward silence, in which Sam just stared at Kristen’s eyes, they where the most mesmerizing jade colour with a hint of blue; it felt like she had a spell over him, he would do anything for her. Kristen had become uncomfortable, Sam noticed the change in her eyes, he apologised for staring, going on to say how beautiful they are, that they are captivating, as she is in general. Her hand moved to his, just as they touched a spark passed from her to him.
They agreed to meet later, over the next few days they had lunch together, and had gotten to know one another. They made plans for the weekend, dinner, and some quiet time just enjoying each other’s company. The dinner wasn’t fancy, just a simple affair, with a night time walk along the fore shore, listening to the waves, and looking at the lights from around the bay.
Sam drove Kristen home, was invited in for a night cap, and listened to some music on the radio, as they sat on the couch, Kristen's head resting on Sam's shoulder, his right arm draped over her shoulder, and lightly running his fingers up her side and circling her hip. Her hand was moving up under his shirt and feeling his chest and stomach. She looked up at him, and kissed him gently on his lips, the taste of her strawberry lip gloss mixed with the subtle scent of her perfume, was intoxicating.
He shifted slightly so that she was now laying on him, his hands moving down her back, grabbing her behind and pulling her up so they were now face to face, her breasts pressing into his chest. Kristen ran her fingers up the side of his face, kissing him on the cheek, then on the chin, finally on the lips, passion taking over them both, the kiss was intense, his hands kneading her ass, as she ground her mound into his crotch, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Kristen bit down on Sam's lower lip as their mouths parted, a look of sheer devilment crossed her face, she moved up off him grabbing his hand as she went. Sam pulled her to him kissing her again, her arms around his neck, she grabbed a hand full of hair, breaking free once more then heading off down the hallway.
Kristen disappeared into a room, at the end of the hall, Sam only a few paces behind, as he entered the room, she wasn’t there. He looked around the room, there was queen size bed with four large turned timber ornate posts supporting a frame that met in the middle, and hanging from it was a sheer curtain, the bed was certainly inviting, with its big pillows, soft billowing doona. He moved around the room when he heard the door close, turning to see Kristen standing in front of the door. Sam moved to the foot of the bed looking back at Kristen, who, without warning charged at him, leaping through the air, knocking him back onto the bed. As his head can back up from the bed their mouths met tongues darting in and out, hands exploring, squeezing, and tugging at clothing that obstructed the flesh held within.
Sam lay under Kristen, lost in the intoxicating scent of this desirable girl, his dick straining against his pants, the bulge being ground by Kristen's hip movements. Slowly she moved down his body until her head was level with his waist, working at his belt attempting to free his massive member. Standing up and moving back, pulling his pants and boxers off as she went, discarding them as if possessed, she moved back to him kneeling between his legs, her hands rubbing his erect and twitching member. Her breath sent shivers down his spine, a flick of her tongue at his engorged tip, all the time her jade eyes watching his every move.
From balls to tip she ran her tongue, one hand cupping his nut sack, her other hand holding his dick flat against his stomach, lowering herself down to suck his balls one at a time. Kristen looked back at Sam, their eyes met, hers with a glint of mischief about them, taking his cock in both hands, ran he tongue up the length of his shaft the engulfing the tip and length in her mouth, Sam arched his hips up to meet her mouth, but was stopped by her hands holding his hips down, Kristen gave him a look, that said you do nothing yet. He complied, propping himself up on his elbows to watch her work his cock. Kristen climbed onto the bed beside Sam, moved her long hair to one side and swallowed his tool, the tip of her tongue flicking the base of his shaft, then slowly raising back up, a combination of spit and pre-cum hanging from her mouth to the tip.
Wrapping her hand around his shaft she started to pump his cock, licking the tip and sucking his nuts in turn, stopping abruptly, she returned to sucking him off, working up and down, faster and faster. Sam’s eyes were starting to roll in his head, head back mouth open; he shifted slightly, hoping as much as he was enjoying it that she would stop soon, as he didn’t want to lose a load, not just yet anyway. Kristen sensed that he was close; deep throated his cock once more then stopped, standing up all in one graceful movement. She stood at the foot of the bed, beckoning him with her finger, sitting upon the edge of the bed, Sam looked her up and down, placing his hands on either hip, he slowly ran then up her sides, and then gently finger tips back down again, sending shivers through Kristen as he went.
He lowered his hands to her thighs, moving one around to squeeze her taught butt, the other lifting her dress up. Kristen reach behind her to undo the buttons at the neck of her dress, so it could be lifted off over her head, she reached down, and began to lift as the dress was now covering her head Sam kissed her stomach, which recoiled at the sudden touch of his lips and warmth of his breath. Sam knelt in front of her, kissed her thighs, running his finger tips down the backs of her legs, her knees buckled, slightly and lent in against his chest. With her dress off Kristen ran her fingers through his hair, and Sam continued to kiss, and gently bite her upper thigh and the side of her butt cheek.
Moving back in front of her, he slowly removed Kristen's satin panties, to reveal a trim short crop of hair on her mound; he ran his finger tips around the patch of hair, across her flat belly, around her sides to her ass, down to her legs and back again. Kristen was squeezing her own breasts and beginning to breathe heavy, Sam stood up, his cock dripping his juice on her leg and into her pussy hair. Their eyes met, and they kissed, the intensity moving up a notch, her hands moving down his back, grabbing his ass pulling him into her. Sam undid her bra clasp with one quick twist of thumb and fore-finger, pulling the shoulder straps down and freed her 32E chest from the satin material that hindered his view, cupping each of her breasts in his hand he gently squeezed and tweaked her nipples.
Sam moved onto the bed, leading Kristen by the hand, he laid her down, and positioned himself alongside her, looking at her naked beauty. Still not believing he was really here, he moved down to her feet, rubbed them slowly, moving his way up her legs one at a time, gently caressing her thighs, kissing them softly. Now he was in between her legs, her pussy just centre-metres away, her hips moving in small circles, anticipating the kiss or touch of his subtle fingers on her hot pussy lips. Sam moved closer, she moved her legs apart even further to let him in, his face so close she could feel the warmth of his breath, just as she was getting ready for his touch, he blew a coolish breath of air over her pussy, and then moved straight to her belly.
Kristen’s eyes bulged at that deceptive move; she longed to have him play with her pussy, such a pussy tease she thought. Sam kissed her navel, worked the tip of his tongue up her stomach to the underside of her breasts, moved slowly up one the he bent forward flicked her nipple with his tongue, then kissing it. He had positioned himself in between her legs, the tip of his hard cock just brushing her highly aroused and sensitive pussy lips, Kristen tried to wiggly down slightly, but could move with Sam's body weight on her. Sam shifted suddenly lunged towards her wanting mouth, at the same time slipped his cock into her waiting pussy, Kristen arched her back, at this sudden intrusion, gasping at the size as he slid it all the way in, his balls making a slapping sound on her ass cheeks. He gazed into her eyes, not moving just looking at her. Moving his legs under her thighs so he could bury his tool deeper into her pussy.
Slowly he began to pump his length in and out of her, letting the tip pull clear of her open hole, before slipping back in, sitting up more on his knees, he teased her to an orgasm by just inserting the tip, in and out and a greater pace, then whilst in the midst of her orgasm, slammed his cock in hard and fast, sending her off into another orgasm, her stomach spasms felt like electric shocks, jolting on her ab muscles, as the waves of pleasure passed through her.
Lowering himself, back towards her chest Sam, took a nipple in his mouth, then the other, and started to pump her again with more vigour this time, the slap of his ball sack on her ass more audible, her moans at his every thrust, seemed to echo in the room. Kristen dragged her nails down the middle of Sam's back, reaching his ass, and clawing it, Sam lifted his head up and thrust in deeper as the nails dug into his butt cheeks, thinking to himself there will be welts tomorrow, but it’s going to be worth every nail digging, thigh clamping hair pulling minute of it.
He kissed her deeply, then upped the pace, pounding into her, his nuts slapping with kind of furiousness of a training boxer using a speed ball, Kristen wrapped her legs around his lower back just above his hips, her feet interlocked and hanging over his ass, her heel pressed in between his cheeks, and acting like a stop, not letting him withdraw all the way.
Sam laid his head alongside Kristen's, kissing her neck, he had both hands full of the bed spread, to help pull him into each thrust, and Kristen was digging her nails into the skin around his shoulder blades. A deep moan from the back of her throat, denoted another orgasm was soon to come, Sam's back was wet from sweat, a few drops had dripped of his nose and onto Kristen's neck, adding a salty taste her delicious skin. Lifting his upper body and resting on his elbows, Sam thrusted deeper, and harder, and huge orgasm washed over Kristen, she began to buck, as Sam continued to thrust, making the orgasim seem bigger, Sam somehow found another gear, and was banging away as if his life depended on it, he reared up as the wads come shot out and into Kristen, they were both twitching and shuddering as wad after wad of Sam's load passed into her.
Sam had closed his eyes as he came, slowly he opened then, blinked and looked into the eyes that stared back at him, but the eyes that stared back weren’t the jade blue he had just seen, they were, pale blue-grey, they appeared old, his heart was still pounding, his breathing harsh, he lowered his head and looked up again, the face he had seen was gone, replaced... with... his own. He looked around and reality began to sink in, sadness came over him.
If only he had plucked up the courage to ask Kristen out, he wouldn’t need to be using these slowly fading images of his youth.
If only he had taken the time to tell her how much he loved her, and wanted to be with her, he wouldn’t be standing here in his bathroom, his semi-hard-dick in his hand, dribbling come over his fingers, and wads of his spunk hanging off the tap head.
slowly turning away from the sink and thinking.....
If only........