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mily’s Tale
Here i sit in my hotel room Waiting for the nights participants to arrive. My best friend Nat recently started writing about her life and game me this book to write my own adventures in. I am not sure how to go about this but i have time to kill so here i go.
I suppose i should start out by telling you a little bit about myself. Well I am a twenty year old single mother to a beautiful baby called Natalie after my friend I had Natalie when i was only seventeen having gotten pregnant in the same night as loosing my virginity at a drunken party. My parents don't really talk to me after that night, which hurts but i would not take back my actions that night for anything. Instead i live with a Very good friend of Mine called Tom. Most people believe that Tom and i are a couple. We have experimented, Tom is in fact gay, I don't want t be tied down to any one guy, by a guy from time to time maybe. Oh and one final fact i am a sex worker. Its not as bad as it sounds. I enjoy the company of men. I seek it out a lot, it only seemed natural to make a career out of it. the few of my friends who know about my life style ave accepted it, most don't really approve, Nat and Tom being very obvious exceptions, but they don't have to do it if they don't want to.
Well with introductions out of the way i suppose i should start on the actual story. I feel its only best to begin at the beginning of it all with were my sexual awakening began.
It all started at the end of secondary school. Nat was my best friend even back then. We went every where together. Our parents Knew each other from Church. My parents were a bit more laid back in their faith than Nat's but were still vert devout. At school we seemed like a strange pair. i always had found it easy to talk to people but Nat hadn’t so many thought of her as my follower of sorts. most never knew how much i relied on her. she was the strong one, i was too easily led. When all the girls started a new trend it was always Nat who put limits on it for me. with a gentle look she could do more to control my wild side more than my parents ever had been able to. I don't think even now she knew how much she controlled me. It was even the same with boys. At school i barely went a week with out having a boyfriend. when one relationship ended, i seemed to fall into another without any effort. When ever i fell i fell hard too. Most of the boys did not know it i was putty in their hands from day one. If it had not been for ant standing silent sentinel watching over me i would have lost my virginity a lot sooner than i had. but the thought of how she would react always kept me in check until that one fateful night.
It was the end of my last year at school. for once i did not have a boyfriend. i was going to college soon and did not really want to have to deal with a relationship as well as that. Despite all that there was this one guy. His name was Guy, we had met in town through a friend. There was something about him, he was not the best looking boy i had seen, nor the nicest, but he had a quality about him that made me melt just thinking about him. So when i had the idea to throw a party to end my school career, there was no way i could not invite him.
My parents were going away for the weekend in June just after the end of our exams, i seemed perfect. Though a little cunning and a lot of lying Nat and myself arranged the party. Nat would stay with me all weekend, she would have my room and I my parents. On the Friday night we sat around having a girly night in talking about the party and how much fun it would be. we talked about what boys would be there and what would happen. I told Nat about Guy and how i hoped that i would be able to spend some time dancing and making out with him. Even laughing i could see the look in her eye warning me to behave.
On the day of the party we spent most of the day getting the house ready for the party. we had managed to get hold of a load of drink for the night and both of us started drinking early. By the time the party had started we were both a little tipsy. Nat took her usual place in the corner of the room. she enjoyed watching the crowd at parties, more than taking part. I as host circulated around the room. The drink flowed and soon people were having fun dancing, talking, and in more than one case kissing. I soon lost sight of Nat in a while of activity. I danced with a number of boys a number of who tried for a kiss, i even let some of them. before seeing Guy. he stood alone in the corner of the room a drink in his hand. I could feel his eyes on me as i danced. The thought of him watching me send shivers down my spine, in a good way. I wanted to show of for him. I had been dancing with a girlfriend of mine called June. June saw where i was looking and smiled pulling me closer to her. She spoke quietly in my ear as we danced closely together “who is the boy?” not wanting to shout in case the music suddenly went quiet i pulled her even closer and began a sexy grinding dance against her. June got the message right away and matched my movements. As i danced i felt Junes body pressing against mine. imagining it was Guy all the while watching him out of the corner of my eye. The combination had me flushed in seconds my body thrumming. When the song ended June pushed me away laughing directly towards Guy. i took the hint and walked over to him, swaying my hips and trying to look sexy as i did. He watched me approach with a wicked little look in his eye. As i got close he reached round behind him and pulled out a bottle drink for me. looking him in the eye i took the bottle drinking deeply from it, before pulling the bottle away from my lips i gave the lip a little bit of a lick, teasing him outrageously. i Knew i what i was doing was wrong. but i could not stop myself. i looked him in the eye, i took both of our drinks and put them on the table before pulling us both onto the dance floor.
Once there i pulled my self in close to him dancing with him as i had June just moments before. the feel of his strong body against mine was intoxicating driving me wild. i wanted more. For a while we danced like that his body pressed against mine causing my body heat to rise and a steady flush onto me face, until he finally did what i had been hoping for and leaned in to kiss me. he slightly rough skin of his cheek pressed against mine as his lips crushed mine. his breath leaving his body and entering mine. the world seemed to spin as his mouth opened and i could taste the his mouth. we kissed like that on the dance floor pressed against each other. suddenly it seemed to public. people were dancing around us as we stood there kissing passionately among them. feeling Nats eyes on me i pulled Guy from the floor back to our darkened corner. He sat in an arm chair that had recently been vacated. not wanting to loose contact with him i sat on his lap. my legs on his.my head on a level with his. we both took another pull of our drinks before replacing them on the table. one of his arms went around my back holding me against him the other resting on the naked flesh of my knee. for a time we were simply lost in each others eyes the world spinning slightly. then without any though we simply started kissing once more. His tongue exploring the depths of my mouth. the flavor of our drinks inter mingling with our own unique flavor to make a heady cocktail. I could feel his hand on my knee rising up my leg slowly slipping underneath the fabric of my skirt. his other ram crushing me too him. i could even feel his manhood stir beneath me. all of it together driving me mad, wanting more of him. I knew that Nat would disapprove but i needed more than this kiss alone could satisfy. I had gone further than Nat with boys at that point in our lives, i had had a boys fingers inside of me, and once even their tongue. and i was to stranger to the taste of a man. needing more than a simple kiss i wiggled on his lap opening my legs a little giving access to his hand. But he went no further than my thigh. sighing into my mouth he pulled back from the kiss. i felt disappointment rush through me.
Not every boy our age, despite what you may have been told by TV, is ready for more than just kissing. Guy put his head next to my ear, i fully expected him to apologize for his actions, but instead he asked if there was anywhere more private we could go. I felt butterflies dance in my stomach at the implied suggestion but i wanted more than just kisses so i silently got up off of his lap. Taking his hand i led him from the room and up the stairs to my parents bed room. Almost as soon as we were in the room he began kissing me once more pulling us both over to the bed as our tongues danced. i could hear the pounding of the bass from downstairs as we fell onto the bed side by side, the force breaking our kiss. for a second we lay on the bed looking at each other breathing heavily before diving in to continue. His had stroked down my mack and up once more undr my top. i did not care, i hooked my leg over his pulling him closer. i could feel my skirt riding up as i did. his hand met the back of my tie up Bra and pulled loose the knot. i felt myself released from the pull of the fabric my generous breasts pressed tightly against him. his hands began their exploration of my back once more unfettered by clothing. his touch sending shivers through my whole body. Smiling into my mouth his hand began to slip from my back to the flesh of my side and then my front. knowing what came next i pulled away from him on the bed. for a second a brief look of disappointment covered his eyes, which he quickly masked. I smiled to him sitting up on the bed and pulled my top and bra off over my head. i sat there watching as he drank in my naked breast. his hands moved a couple of times as if to reach out and touch me, but each time the motion stilled.
watching him i could feel my own body respond to his admiring gaze and i reached up my own hands to fondle my sensitive flesh showing him what i want his hand to be doing. he let ou a low growl and rushed forward his lips finding mine pushing me back onto the bed once more as his hands found my breasts. crushing them roughly against me. the ferocity of his motioned almost hurt but rather than putting me of it drove me even further. i pulled him into me kissing him harder, bruising my own lips but wanting more and more. one of his hands slip down my body stroking over my exposed belly and down to my pulled up skirt. to my surprise my skirt had pulled up so high that his finger slid directly over the textured fabric of my underwear, the sensation driving me wild with hunger. his fingers slipped lower still stroking me dripping pussy through the the material before pulling them to one side and diving deeply into me.
As his fingers entered me i exploded in his arms my whole being clenched around him holding him against and within me. he held me as my orgasm ripped through me. but rather than diminishing my need as if flowed away i wanted more. It had always been this way with me. one orgasm had never been enough, when paying with my self the first several orgasms only heightened my need, my desire. With Guy it was no different. i knew i should stop, that i should not let this continue but the thoughts had no power. i needed more. Kissing him furiously he began to move his fingers in and out of me. i pulled my lips from his pushing his head down to my tender breasts to give them an escape from his rough hands and lay back on the bed gasping in time with the movements of his fingers.
his mouth quickly found my nipple his tongue licking the tip while his teeth gently nibbled the sides. i let out a cry of pure pleasure at the feeling of his mouth there and his fingers began to pump harder. he was not an experienced lover and his fingers pumping within me were rough, his hand ignoring my clit completely. i pressed my own hand down to him guiding his hand slower, his thumb up to my clit, and soon i was clenching in my second orgasm. still it was not enough. in desperation for more i pushed his head lower wanting to feel his tongue on me.
He got the message and moved lower down my body kissing as he went. his tongue leaving a damp trail down my belly as he went. i felt his hand withdraw from within me and pull the material of my underwear to one side. i could feel his breath tickling my exposed and sodden flesh for a second as he looked down and my exposed body before he dived right in. his tongue on my body felt amazing, driving me over the edge into a round of pleasure so intense it felt like one drawn out orgasm. i must have cried out as my voice felt raw as i came down from the sensation.
I groaned as his tongue was removed my body driving me crazy. i could not get enough i still wanted more. for a time i lay there looking up at the ceiling my body thrumming with need. then i l felt Guys body weight onto of me his face descending down to my own. i could still smell and taste my juices on him as he kissed me the combination driving another spike of need into me. i felt the tip of his hard member press against my opening and a small part of my mind screamed at me to stop, to not let this happen but i was too far gone the need n me to great. he pressed himself inside of me slowly expecting some kind of resistance but there was none. the feeling of him filling me drove me over the edge once more i pulled him into me with my legs needing him inside of me needing release from my need. he pumped into me hard for what seemed like an eternity encased in a second. As he did i came uncounted times but i still needed more, t was not enough. all too soon for me i felt him tense and his seed exploded deep within me. the feeling was strange but pleasant as he filled me with his cum. spent he rolled off of me onto the bed beside me. felt that i could almost go mad. I needed more it had not been enough.
slowly sounds resolved themselves in my mind. i lifted my head to see that the bedroom door was open. standing out side cheering were a number of boys. a couple of which were my exes. Somehow knowing that they had been watching me get fucked like that hiked my need even higher. without even stopping to consider what i was doing i beckoned my Ex Steve into the room. the other guys watching stood in the door way shouting encouragement at him as he approached the bed shedding his clothes as he came. he climbed up my body pausing to kiss my tender nipples as he paused before stopping and looking me in the eye. i could feel his member pressing against my opening. it was fatter and larger than Guys had been. still looking at me in that way he pushed his way deeper within me going slowly savoring the feel of his body penetrating my one. I cried out as he filled me his body much larger than Guys had been. i lifted my legs up into the air as he entered and looked at the door seeing that the crowd was still there watching me. the feeling of being watched as a man slowly entered me sent me over the edge once more. Steve pushed fully into me before pulling out slowly and ramming his cock deep within me once more. i could not help but cry out as he fucked me each thrust causing a little pain but an almost orgasmic rush of pleasure as well. all too soon Steve pressed himself deep within my body shuddering as he too filled me with his seed. Slightly sated now i lay back into the bed. But i was not done yet. almost as soon as Steve had withdrawn i felt another body climb on top. i looked up to see a boy i did not know looking don at me before i felt his man hood push into me hard. i came almost instantly as this stranger i did not even know took pleasure in my body. i felt used but rather than cooling my fires i liked the feeling as he used my body roughly driving me to even more orgasms. after he finished another boy took his place then another. i lost count of how many boys came within me that night. all of them taking turns to use my tired and battered body.
After the last one pulled out of me i felt so tender i could barely walk. i felt ashamed at what i had allowed to happen but i could not regret it. Confused and in pain i made myself presentable and went in search of Nat. i knew she would be upset with me but i needed her strength right then. as i left my parents room i could hear the sounds of sex coming from my room. i looked in the door to see June and Gemma on the bed each of them on their backs. they were holding hands as a pair of guys pumped deep within them. i felt a little better about what had happened seeing that it was not only me that night. for a second i watched fascinated as they both took a pounding. But i needed to find Nat. She was not down stairs but as i walked through the room i could see some of the girls giving me dirty looks and all the guys smiling knowingly at me. i guessed in my exploits i had probably been had by nearly every guy there, i tried to count how many men had been with me but it all blended together in my mind. i had probably even had sex with some f these girls boyfriends hence the dirty looks. hurrying from the room feeling guilty about what i had done but still not regretting it i found Nat in the garden.
we spoke quietly about what had happened. at some point she had seen what i had done. we sat together like quietly like that for most of the rest of the night. Well the party ended and it seemed that a few of the girls had followed my example that night. Over the coming days i managed to piece together how many men had used me, Fourteen, and it seemed that there was not one man at the party who had not had a go at me. We cleaned up the house as best we could and left it at that. But that was not the end. i missed my next period. panicked i did a test. One of the men from that night was the farther of my little girl. my parents wanted to know who the father was and i had to explain why i did not know. after that i was not allowed to see Nat, her parents banned it. and my own parents refused to let me out of their sight until i managed to find my own place with Tom. but that's another story
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Posted:Aug 11, 2014 2:22 am
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When I look back now at how I used to be before I came to university I can’t help but laugh. To think I was that innocent that naïve, that young. I was eighteen the year that l left the home I knew, and moved into halls. I remember feeling so grown up, how little I knew.
Before university I had taken a gap year to get some funds under my belt. A task I failed at miserably. So with just a student loan behind me I packed my stuff and headed out into the wide world, to university. I had such high hopes. I remember driving up to the halls my parents in the front of the car I can still remember the looks on their faces as we drove up to the building, the disapproval hidden behind their smiles, not that I could blame them. The halls I had chosen to move into were, to put it bluntly, a dive. But they were cheap, and that meant more money I could spend on myself. And I was determined to have a good time spending it. My boyfriend had dumped me only three weeks before, I wish I could say I had not seen it coming but he had made it quite clear he saw our relationship going nowhere, in other words he had grown tired with my no sex before marriage decree and decided to go and get laid. At least he had broken up with me rather than cheated on me with my best friend like his predecessor had. But that was the past. I was a uni girl now, the future still ahead of me! There would be plenty of guys here at uni. At least some of them must understand how I felt, who knows I might even find true love! If only I had known. I spent most of the afternoon moving my stuff into my cramped little room off the kitchen. There were three other rooms in my floor, the room next to mine had obviously been taken already but the rest of the rooms stood empty, I began to wonder when the others would move in, what they would be like and so on. It seemed almost surreal moving my stuff that had lived for so long in my bed room at home into this new and strange place. my parents had left early on not wanting to feel as if they were cramping my style, it had been a teary good bye and I had promised to come and visit them often and to call my mum whenever my studies would allow. As the afternoon wore on I began to crave company more and more, my other house mates had not materialised, and the flat was starting to feel lonely and depressing in the fading light. I decided I needed a night out. Looking through the notices on the caulk board in the kitchen I noticed a flyer inviting all new fresher's to the union for the fresher's welcome party. Intrigued and not a little lonely I decided it would be the perfect place to go and meet some knew people, maybe even my missing house mate. So it was with that in mind I had a nice long shower and got dressed up in a long flowing dress and made my way out to the party.
It was a long walk from my halls to the student union building but it was a pleasantly warm evening with just the hint of a summer breeze it was so lovely that the walk was even pleasant, and I could feel the disappointment and nerves falling away with the beauty of it all. I was in such a good mood that even the wolf whistles and cat calls from obviously drunk students could not dampen my high spirits. I was in such a daze that I barely noticed the union until I was right on top of it. My first thoughts as I approached were more than a bit disheartening. Everyone waiting outside was standing in little clumps that moved in an intricate dance never coming too close to another group as if everyone knew someone they could stand with and were afraid to talk to anyone else. I stood alone at the edge of the crowed without even other people from my halls to stand with. A little of my earlier loneliness began to return and with it a small quiet voice in my head suggesting that all of uni could be like this with myself always alone on the outside of the crowd. I berated myself and swallowed the little voice. I was going to enjoy tonight, there had to be someone else out there in that cowed alone like me I just had to find them. Determined not to let it get to me I joined the queue to enter the building. As I walked through the crowed more than a few heads turned my way as I passed, some in idle curiosity some obviously
Liking what they saw; flattered, I ignored them all they all looked nice enough but they were all. That was until I saw him. John, he stood a little taller than the others men around him wearing a bright yellow tee shirt and a small badge with his name on it on a ribbon around his neck. As I drew closer he turned his eyes my way as so many others had done already but he was different under his gaze I thought I would melt the heat in his eyes warmed my cool skin, and brought a slow flush to my face. Surprised by my own reaction I lowered my eyes feeling that if I looked into his eyes too long I would drown in them, smiling coyly I walked slowly passed him into the hall I could feel the warmth of his gaze on me the whole way. I was no stranger to attraction but this was different, electric it had never taken me so quickly and so completely.
Once inside and out of his mesmerising gaze I felt relieved, I looked round the room and was immediately shocked by the sheer press of people, all of them looking as lost and as self-conscious as I felt. Here were the people I had been looking for, the people here alone and lost just like me and now standing in front of them I found I was unable to bring myself to approach any of them and start a conversation, what would I say. Slowly I made my way to the bar deciding that I needed a drink to loosen my tongue and secretly to recover from my shock outside. Finally with drink in hand I stood alone in a corner marvelling over all the people packed into the union. The place seemed so full of life and sound! The drink was flowing from the bar and the awkwardness of the party goers became less and less, people started to talk to one another, some began to dance others just stand and chat. In my corner I just watched it all nursing my drink not yet ready to be part of the crowd. Looking round room I saw him again, John he was sat in a chair not far from my corner in his lap sat a pair of beautiful girls, I felt the jealousy rise unwanted inside of me I crushed and looked his way again wanting to banish these silly feelings. As I looked again I could not believe it both of these girls were gladly taking it in turns to snog him I could even see from my vantage point the movements of their tongues against the inside of his cheek, he would spend some time kissing one before she would pull away, then the other girl would turn his head to her and she would begin while the other watched. Never before had I seen anyone so open about it. I had seen couple kissing before yes, and I even knew of a couple of girls who had gotten drunk one night and had been taken home by one guy, but they had always seemed almost ashamed of it, nothing like this. Looking round the room I could see that many of the other people around me had had similar reactions as myself but we in the minority. For the most part people just ignored it, as if it were normal, something that happened every day. I could not believe what I was seeing I just sat there staring I could not help it. Eventually I had to drag my eyes away. The sad part was that a part of me even now yearned to be one of those girls. Sitting on his lap and kissing him not caring that I was not the only one. Closing my heart I turned away from the strangely compelling sight and walked bravely out into the room. I spent most of the rest of that party drinking and chatting all the time avoiding John and his girls. I even managed to meet a few nice people and got a few and offers for a drink. But all too soon the party came to a close. Each of the hall wardens gathered up the students from their halls and began the drunken trek home. I stood alone; all the new people I had met had already been called, waiting for someone to call out the name of my hall. Sitting there my thoughts drifted back to John and his girls, I wondered what halls they were from and wondered if they were both going to take him home or if they had already left. So deep in my thoughts was I that I almost missed the call. Turning sharply I turned to see my hall warden for the first time. My heart both jumped and fell at the same time standing there on the stage, with one girl on each arm stood John calling for my halls. It looked as if my question about if they were going home with him were answered, why did he have to be my hall warden. Slowly I rose, an odd mix of excitement and horror merging inside me, the thought of living with him both exciting me like never before and filling me with dread. He watched me as I made my way across the bar. I could clearly see him looking me up and down appraising me and clearly liking what he saw, despite the presence of the girls on his arms part of me started to melt inside and part chided me for my foolishness. As I approached the girls looked at me as well and I got a good look at them for the first time. It was clear that they were both beautiful , not in the traditional blond hair blue eyes way but in a deeper and more sure way. I knew then that I could never compete with these two; I was no slouch in the looks department but these two looked good even to me. I nodded to them as I got to the stage, not trusting myself to speak, my insides turmoil of emotions made worse by the amount I had had to drink. John just smiled at me with a knowing look sparkling in his eyes and steered us all out in to the cold night. We walked most of the way to the flat in silence, the girls never straying too far from john’s side. None of us had a coat and I could clearly see the girl’s hard nipples pushing against the thin fabric of their tops. I could not help but look at them surprised that the girls had come out on a night like this without a bra, but then again looking at them it stopped being surprising. John for the most part seemed to be almost oblivious to my presence walking along occasionally stopping to kiss one of the two girls. One time I was sure he had his hand up one of their tops caressing her breasts, I could clearly see his hand moving caressing, watching him my own breast began to tingle as if craving his touch. Angry with myself I turned away and started to walk again and soon they caught up. Once let into our hall I went straight to bed not wanting to watch john kiss the girls goodnight or worse yet watch them all head into his room knowing what would happen in there and secretly wanting to be a part of it all. I closed the door a little harder than I had planned to angry with my own turmoil of emotions blaming the drink and promising never to drink again all the while knowing I would not keep that promise. As I was getting undressed I began to wonder what other promises I had made myself but would soon be breaking but I closed down that line of thought with a snap and climbed into my cold bed. Lying under my covers I could hear giggling coming from the room next door, so the girls had gone into his room it made sense to me now that his room was the one next door it was the only other room that had been taken. listening and trying not to I could hear giggles and the occasional words come through the wall, I could hear the sounds as if the walls were as thin as paper I could hear when john kissed one of the girls, the soft moans that are unique to the act of kissing I could even here john talking at the same time meaning the girls were not just kissing him but each other. I began to form images in my mind unbidden images of the girls kissing each other and kissing him the images causing a low burn deep in my belly. Slowly the sounds changed from kissing noises to moans and gasps, I could hear the squeak of the bed and even make out the voices of the girls egging him and each other on, asking for harder or deeper, telling him what they wanted him to do where they wanted it and how. Never before had I heard other people having sex. Images burned through my mind built up to match the noises I was hearing. I had ad a boyfriend once who had brought a porno in an attempt to get me to go further, I now used those images with the girls and john as the characters. It was so loud it sounded like it was in the room with me as if I could roll over in my bed and see it all for real. As the girls screamed louder and louder my breathing came in sharper and sharper bursts. I could feel the rush of my own juices flowing, my own body responding, wanting to be there, wanting to be a part of it. part of me screamed for release, it did not care there were other girls involved in fact it liked the idea, that part of me scared me more than a little but right here and now that part was in charge. Listening as john took pleasure in both of those girls. Visions of what he was doing to them and them and to each other flashed through my mind! Never before had I been so wet, so turned on. I wanted to be in there watching, taking part
I wanted to feel his flesh against mine. If he came to my door now, I don’t know what I would have done, part of me would have been glad to followed him, part of me was tempted to just go and knock on his door, but I was not that far gone. But the pressure inside me became too much I could not ignore it I needed release I could not help it as I ran my fingers into the wet flesh of my body craving something else something warm and hard within me. I lay there, my own small moans drowned out by the screams from the room beyond. My cries getting louder and louder merging with the noises from beyond the wall and then in a fit of screaming so loud I could hear their voices getting . All our screams soared joining into a single note of ecstasy. And then it was over. I lay in a pool of my own juices feeling simultaneously liberated and ashamed of what I had done. I tried to reason with myself that it was natural, I even tried blaming the booze, but nothing helped I had done it because I had wanted to. I had wanted to do more; at least I had not crossed that line. Sleep took me slowly and my dreams that night were very vivid and very erotic.
The next day I awoke refreshed and alert! The shame of the night before burned out by my dreams. Why should I be ashamed, I had not been in that room I had not had sex with anyone I had wanted to but I had held back. And ok I had masturbated big deal! It was not the first time would sure as hell not be the last. Especially if things like the previous night kept happening. Comfortable in myself once more I got up had a shower, got dressed and made my way to the university for the first day of induction all through my preparations I kept watching johns door half hoping to see him emerge or one of the girls at least but no one did so I walked on my own in the warm morning sun.
all that day I sat in boring lecture after boring lecture all of them about nothing. I often found my mind wandering back to the night before, and what had happened in john’s room. I knew that sort of thing happened but I had never really thought about it before, to me sex had always been an intimate bond between a man and a woman and then only after marriage. I had been totally taken by surprise by my intense desire to join in, to get up out of my bed and go and ask to be a part of it. Ok I had thought of sex before, I was only human after all, but it had always only ever been me and my faceless husband, a sharing of deep feelings and bonds. Nothing like what I had heard in that room, lust for lusts sake. I had never felt a call for that kind of thing before at all and I never had even considered that a call like that could come to me especially in the form of a threesome or some such.
But even now in the cold light of day, the thoughts of what I had heard, of what I had done, had the power to ignite that special fire low in my belly. Still I had taken a vow, a promise to myself, no sex before marriage and to that I would hold. But what about after I was married, what then. Maybe, just maybe I would get the chance to experiment?
Lost in my thoughts the day passed swiftly and I returned home having heard nothing from the talks. I knew there would be another party tonight at the union and I wanted to look my best, I felt almost wild. Walking into the kitchen I found John sitting at the table, he smiled at me as I walked in, a smile full of dirty secrets "I hope we did not keep you awake last night?" were his only words of greeting. I could feel the colour spreading up my face his eyes in the full light of day had lost none of their power over me, and with memories of last night running through my mind I could stop the blush burning high on my cheeks. It was obvious that he had seen the blush. For once in my life I decided to be bold "Nah but it sounded fun." I had planned for it to come out jokey and full of confidence instead I almost murmured it my head hung low like and embarrassed school girl. John's face split into a huge grin as he smiled at me "You should have come and joined us" was all he said in such a way that I was unsure if he had meant it or not. Smiling even wider at my obvious embarrassment he climbed up out of his chair and headed to his room "maybe next time?" he shot back at me over his shoulder just as his door shut.
My mind descended into turmoil of emotions and desires, unable to get a grip of the storm inside of my head I started to get things ready for my meal. Wondering all the time what the night would bring.
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this is the first part of a much larger story please tell me what you think
My name is Nat and this is the story of how I came to live at 22 victory close.
When I look back now at how I used to be before I came to university I can’t help but laugh. To think I was that innocent that naïve, that young. I was eighteen the year that l left the home I knew, and moved into halls. I remember feeling so grown up, how little I knew.
Before university I had taken a gap year to get some funds under my belt. A task I failed at miserably. So with just a student loan behind me I packed my stuff and headed out into the wide world, to university. I had such high hopes. I remember driving up to the halls my parents in the front of the car I can still remember the looks on their faces as we drove up to the building, the disapproval hidden behind their smiles, not that I could blame them. The halls I had chosen to move into were, to put it bluntly, a dive. But they were cheap, and that meant more money I could spend on myself. And I was determined to have a good time spending it. My boyfriend had dumped me only three weeks before, I wish I could say I had not seen it coming but he had made it quite clear he saw our relationship going nowhere, in other words he had grown tired with my no sex before marriage decree and decided to go and get laid. At least he had broken up with me rather than cheated on me with my best friend like his predecessor had. But that was the past. I was a uni girl now, the future still ahead of me! There would be plenty of guys here at uni. At least some of them must understand how I felt, who knows I might even find true love! If only I had known. I spent most of the afternoon moving my stuff into my cramped little room off the kitchen. There were three other rooms in my floor, the room next to mine had obviously been taken already but the rest of the rooms stood empty, I began to wonder when the others would move in, what they would be like and so on. It seemed almost surreal moving my stuff that had lived for so long in my bed room at home into this new and strange place. my parents had left early on not wanting to feel as if they were cramping my style, it had been a teary good bye and I had promised to come and visit them often and to call my mum whenever my studies would allow. As the afternoon wore on I began to crave company more and more, my other house mates had not materialised, and the flat was starting to feel lonely and depressing in the fading light. I decided I needed a night out. Looking through the notices on the caulk board in the kitchen I noticed a flyer inviting all new fresher's to the union for the fresher's welcome party. Intrigued and not a little lonely I decided it would be the perfect place to go and meet some knew people, maybe even my missing house mate. So it was with that in mind I had a nice long shower and got dressed up in a long flowing dress and made my way out to the party.
It was a long walk from my halls to the student union building but it was a pleasantly warm evening with just the hint of a summer breeze it was so lovely that the walk was even pleasant, and I could feel the disappointment and nerves falling away with the beauty of it all. I was in such a good mood that even the wolf whistles and cat calls from obviously drunk students could not dampen my high spirits. I was in such a daze that I barely noticed the union until I was right on top of it. My first thoughts as I approached were more than a bit disheartening. Everyone waiting outside was standing in little clumps that moved in an intricate dance never coming too close to another group as if everyone knew someone they could stand with and were afraid to talk to anyone else. I stood alone at the edge of the crowed without even other people from my halls to stand with. A little of my earlier loneliness began to return and with it a small quiet voice in my head suggesting that all of uni could be like this with myself always alone on the outside of the crowd. I berated myself and swallowed the little voice. I was going to enjoy tonight, there had to be someone else out there in that cowed alone like me I just had to find them. Determined not to let it get to me I joined the queue to enter the building. As I walked through the crowed more than a few heads turned my way as I passed, some in idle curiosity some obviously
Liking what they saw; flattered, I ignored them all they all looked nice enough but they were all. That was until I saw him. John, he stood a little taller than the others men around him wearing a bright yellow tee shirt and a small badge with his name on it on a ribbon around his neck. As I drew closer he turned his eyes my way as so many others had done already but he was different under his gaze I thought I would melt the heat in his eyes warmed my cool skin, and brought a slow flush to my face. Surprised by my own reaction I lowered my eyes feeling that if I looked into his eyes too long I would drown in them, smiling coyly I walked slowly passed him into the hall I could feel the warmth of his gaze on me the whole way. I was no stranger to attraction but this was different, electric it had never taken me so quickly and so completely.
Once inside and out of his mesmerising gaze I felt relieved, I looked round the room and was immediately shocked by the sheer press of people, all of them looking as lost and as self-conscious as I felt. Here were the people I had been looking for, the people here alone and lost just like me and now standing in front of them I found I was unable to bring myself to approach any of them and start a conversation, what would I say. Slowly I made my way to the bar deciding that I needed a drink to loosen my tongue and secretly to recover from my shock outside. Finally with drink in hand I stood alone in a corner marvelling over all the people packed into the union. The place seemed so full of life and sound! The drink was flowing from the bar and the awkwardness of the party goers became less and less, people started to talk to one another, some began to dance others just stand and chat. In my corner I just watched it all nursing my drink not yet ready to be part of the crowd. Looking round room I saw him again, John he was sat in a chair not far from my corner in his lap sat a pair of beautiful girls, I felt the jealousy rise unwanted inside of me I crushed and looked his way again wanting to banish these silly feelings. As I looked again I could not believe it both of these girls were gladly taking it in turns to snog him I could even see from my vantage point the movements of their tongues against the inside of his cheek, he would spend some time kissing one before she would pull away, then the other girl would turn his head to her and she would begin while the other watched. Never before had I seen anyone so open about it. I had seen couple kissing before yes, and I even knew of a couple of girls who had gotten drunk one night and had been taken home by one guy, but they had always seemed almost ashamed of it, nothing like this. Looking round the room I could see that many of the other people around me had had similar reactions as myself but we in the minority. For the most part people just ignored it, as if it were normal, something that happened every day. I could not believe what I was seeing I just sat there staring I could not help it. Eventually I had to drag my eyes away. The sad part was that a part of me even now yearned to be one of those girls. Sitting on his lap and kissing him not caring that I was not the only one. Closing my heart I turned away from the strangely compelling sight and walked bravely out into the room. I spent most of the rest of that party drinking and chatting all the time avoiding John and his girls. I even managed to meet a few nice people and got a few and offers for a drink. But all too soon the party came to a close. Each of the hall wardens gathered up the students from their halls and began the drunken trek home. I stood alone; all the new people I had met had already been called, waiting for someone to call out the name of my hall. Sitting there my thoughts drifted back to John and his girls, I wondered what halls they were from and wondered if they were both going to take him home or if they had already left. So deep in my thoughts was I that I almost missed the call. Turning sharply I turned to see my hall warden for the first time. My heart both jumped and fell at the same time standing there on the stage, with one girl on each arm stood John calling for my halls. It looked as if my question about if they were going home with him were answered, why did he have to be my hall warden. Slowly I rose, an odd mix of excitement and horror merging inside me, the thought of living with him both exciting me like never before and filling me with dread. He watched me as I made my way across the bar. I could clearly see him looking me up and down appraising me and clearly liking what he saw, despite the presence of the girls on his arms part of me started to melt inside and part chided me for my foolishness. As I approached the girls looked at me as well and I got a good look at them for the first time. It was clear that they were both beautiful , not in the traditional blond hair blue eyes way but in a deeper and more sure way. I knew then that I could never compete with these two; I was no slouch in the looks department but these two looked good even to me. I nodded to them as I got to the stage, not trusting myself to speak, my insides turmoil of emotions made worse by the amount I had had to drink. John just smiled at me with a knowing look sparkling in his eyes and steered us all out in to the cold night. We walked most of the way to the flat in silence, the girls never straying too far from john’s side. None of us had a coat and I could clearly see the girl’s hard nipples pushing against the thin fabric of their tops. I could not help but look at them surprised that the girls had come out on a night like this without a bra, but then again looking at them it stopped being surprising. John for the most part seemed to be almost oblivious to my presence walking along occasionally stopping to kiss one of the two girls. One time I was sure he had his hand up one of their tops caressing her breasts, I could clearly see his hand moving caressing, watching him my own breast began to tingle as if craving his touch. Angry with myself I turned away and started to walk again and soon they caught up. Once let into our hall I went straight to bed not wanting to watch john kiss the girls goodnight or worse yet watch them all head into his room knowing what would happen in there and secretly wanting to be a part of it all. I closed the door a little harder than I had planned to angry with my own turmoil of emotions blaming the drink and promising never to drink again all the while knowing I would not keep that promise. As I was getting undressed I began to wonder what other promises I had made myself but would soon be breaking but I closed down that line of thought with a snap and climbed into my cold bed. Lying under my covers I could hear giggling coming from the room next door, so the girls had gone into his room it made sense to me now that his room was the one next door it was the only other room that had been taken. listening and trying not to I could hear giggles and the occasional words come through the wall, I could hear the sounds as if the walls were as thin as paper I could hear when john kissed one of the girls, the soft moans that are unique to the act of kissing I could even here john talking at the same time meaning the girls were not just kissing him but each other. I began to form images in my mind unbidden images of the girls kissing each other and kissing him the images causing a low burn deep in my belly. Slowly the sounds changed from kissing noises to moans and gasps, I could hear the squeak of the bed and even make out the voices of the girls egging him and each other on, asking for harder or deeper, telling him what they wanted him to do where they wanted it and how. Never before had I heard other people having sex. Images burned through my mind built up to match the noises I was hearing. I had ad a boyfriend once who had brought a porno in an attempt to get me to go further, I now used those images with the girls and john as the characters. It was so loud it sounded like it was in the room with me as if I could roll over in my bed and see it all for real. As the girls screamed louder and louder my breathing came in sharper and sharper bursts. I could feel the rush of my own juices flowing, my own body responding, wanting to be there, wanting to be a part of it. part of me screamed for release, it did not care there were other girls involved in fact it liked the idea, that part of me scared me more than a little but right here and now that part was in charge. Listening as john took pleasure in both of those girls. Visions of what he was doing to them and them and to each other flashed through my mind! Never before had I been so wet, so turned on. I wanted to be in there watching, taking part
I wanted to feel his flesh against mine. If he came to my door now, I don’t know what I would have done, part of me would have been glad to followed him, part of me was tempted to just go and knock on his door, but I was not that far gone. But the pressure inside me became too much I could not ignore it I needed release I could not help it as I ran my fingers into the wet flesh of my body craving something else something warm and hard within me. I lay there, my own small moans drowned out by the screams from the room beyond. My cries getting louder and louder merging with the noises from beyond the wall and then in a fit of screaming so loud I could hear their voices getting . All our screams soared joining into a single note of ecstasy. And then it was over. I lay in a pool of my own juices feeling simultaneously liberated and ashamed of what I had done. I tried to reason with myself that it was natural, I even tried blaming the booze, but nothing helped I had done it because I had wanted to. I had wanted to do more; at least I had not crossed that line. Sleep took me slowly and my dreams that night were very vivid and very erotic.
The next day I awoke refreshed and alert! The shame of the night before burned out by my dreams. Why should I be ashamed, I had not been in that room I had not had sex with anyone I had wanted to but I had held back. And ok I had masturbated big deal! It was not the first time would sure as hell not be the last. Especially if things like the previous night kept happening. Comfortable in myself once more I got up had a shower, got dressed and made my way to the university for the first day of induction all through my preparations I kept watching johns door half hoping to see him emerge or one of the girls at least but no one did so I walked on my own in the warm morning sun.
all that day I sat in boring lecture after boring lecture all of them about nothing. I often found my mind wandering back to the night before, and what had happened in john’s room. I knew that sort of thing happened but I had never really thought about it before, to me sex had always been an intimate bond between a man and a woman and then only after marriage. I had been totally taken by surprise by my intense desire to join in, to get up out of my bed and go and ask to be a part of it. Ok I had thought of sex before, I was only human after all, but it had always only ever been me and my faceless husband, a sharing of deep feelings and bonds. Nothing like what I had heard in that room, lust for lusts sake. I had never felt a call for that kind of thing before at all and I never had even considered that a call like that could come to me especially in the form of a threesome or some such.
But even now in the cold light of day, the thoughts of what I had heard, of what I had done, had the power to ignite that special fire low in my belly. Still I had taken a vow, a promise to myself, no sex before marriage and to that I would hold. But what about after I was married, what then. Maybe, just maybe I would get the chance to experiment?
Lost in my thoughts the day passed swiftly and I returned home having heard nothing from the talks. I knew there would be another party tonight at the union and I wanted to look my best, I felt almost wild. Walking into the kitchen I found John sitting at the table, he smiled at me as I walked in, a smile full of dirty secrets "I hope we did not keep you awake last night?" were his only words of greeting. I could feel the colour spreading up my face his eyes in the full light of day had lost none of their power over me, and with memories of last night running through my mind I could stop the blush burning high on my cheeks. It was obvious that he had seen the blush. For once in my life I decided to be bold "Nah but it sounded fun." I had planned for it to come out jokey and full of confidence instead I almost murmured it my head hung low like and embarrassed school girl. John's face split into a huge grin as he smiled at me "You should have come and joined us" was all he said in such a way that I was unsure if he had meant it or not. Smiling even wider at my obvious embarrassment he climbed up out of his chair and headed to his room "maybe next time?" he shot back at me over his shoulder just as his door shut.
My mind descended into turmoil of emotions and desires, unable to get a grip of the storm inside of my head I started to get things ready for my meal. Wondering all the time what the night would bring.
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strange web link
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Posted:Aug 21, 2008 8:56 am
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i found this web link online if it real its a little strange that someone would do this.
http://Affairlook.com=0a2f67a0a5de1b3663df59f4d0706546
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Yes
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Posted:Aug 28, 2007 1:11 pm
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yes i now have two weeks free silver membership. i am writing a new story but have been really busy bare with me
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A night in the park
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Posted:Aug 17, 2007 1:59 pm
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Peter walked through the park alone. his mind on the night, what a disaster! Cheryl had been great, when Simon had set up the blind date Peter had been expecting a granny gram or the such but he went along with it not wanting to back down. He had been right to go. when Cheryl had walked into the pub all eyes turned on her! she was absolutely stunning! Her tight black dress had hung off her body as if made for only her, her deep brown eyes seemed to take in the entire pub in one glance, as she walked the grace positively flowed from her form! He had been unable to believe his eyes as she had walked up to him an introduced herself. Peter soon found that her immaculate form held an increadable mind, he could scarcely believe his luck! but then everything had gone horribly wrong! just as they were leaving the pub Peter had tried his luck for a kiss. Cheryl had jumped back he hands keeping him at bay! "Didn't Simon tell you? she asked puzzled "I am a Lesbian" with those word Peters world crashed. after an awkward good night he had walked off to the park to set his mind in order. walking through the park he could hear the mild rustling of couples in the bushes. Each one he passed adding to his annoyance. it had been almost two years since his last time not since he split with Emma. looking up he noticed a couple walking towards him putting his head down so he would not have to see the lovey dovey way they looked at each other Peter carried on walking. just as he was about to pass them a cheery voice he knew too well piped up "Oh peter how are you?" looking up Peter looked straight into Emma's eyes. it had been two years but she still had the power to stop his heart. Beside her stood the latest in a long string of guys. He gave Peter a sick look! how had she fallen for this type over him. Emma caught where he was looking and laughed "Peter this is Scott" Scott leaned into her and whispered something, Emma's eyes began to twinkle in that way that meant she was becoming turned on. Peter muffled a hi and began to walk on, just before he left the park he could not help himself and looked back just in time to see Emma being led into the bushes. his spirits as low as they could be Peter lowered his eyes and set off up the street his thoughts in wades. he got no further than ten paces when he heard footsteps running behind him. fearing a mugger he began to speed up when he heard Cheryl's voice calling him to slow down. turning to face her he looked up to notice she was no longer alone she had another girl with her who if anything was even more stunning than her. Cheryl smiled and introduced the other girl. "This is Eve, my girlfriend. So who was that?" the question was so unexpected Peter found himself answering before he even thought about it "That was Emma my Ex" Cheryl only smiled and looped her arm with his. "join us wont you?" she asked. they began to walk along the lonely streets and before long Cheryl and eve soon engaging him in idle banter. Peter began to pay less and less attention to where they were glad to be such great company even if they were out of bounds. The first he noticed about his surroundings was when Eve steered them in to a front garden. "This is our house" Cheryl chirped as eve began to open the front door. Peter tried to break contact but Cheryl's grip on his arm prevented him leaving and they steered him in to their front room. Eve sat at one end of the two seat settee while Cheryl gently paused him into the other end before sitting on her girlfriends lap. to his horror and delight these two beautiful women began to kiss not three feet from him. he knew it was rude to stare but he just could not tare his eyes from them! Eve broke the kiss looking at Peter "I think He enjoyed that" she exclaimed. Peter went bright red and tried to apologize but Cheryl just put her finger to his lips while running her other hand very obviously over her girlfriends breast through her top. Peters eyes immediately dropped to the movement and to his embarrassment he could feel the tension in his trousers. so complete was his concentration that he jumped out of his skin as he felt a warm pressure on his groin. tearing his eyes from the two girls who were once again kissing he looked down to see eves hand slowly caressing his bulge! Spluttering he tried to stand but Cheryl pressed one hand to his chest and laughed! "I am a lesbian but eve here needs a cock every once in a while! with her piece said she promptly began to undo Eves top as kiss her way down her chest. eve put one of her hands behind Peters head and gently pulled him in to a deep kiss. Eves lips were so soft and smooth that very quickly Peter became lost in the sensations letting his consciousness just ride the waves. when eventually they broke apart Cheryl had already undone Eve's top and was gently nuzzling on one of eves breasts! eve began to undo Peters trousers slipping her hand inside and pulling out Peters hard cock. Sensing her lovers intention Cheryl slid of Eves lap onto the floor between her legs lifting her skirt and burying her head in eves pussy. The sight was almost too much for peter and he almost blew his load right there but more was to come as in one fluid movement Eve dropped her head and took his cock deep into her throat! Peters world exploded here he was in almost every mans dream! it did not take long as eve was an expert as sucking cock and peter was already fit to burst! Eve sat up and just enjoyed her lovers tongue waiting for peter to be ready once more! the sight of Cheryl's tongue on Eves hot pussy was one of the greatest sight Peter had ever seen and within minutes he was hard once more. Seeing this eve pulled Cheryl out of the way and motioned for peter to take her place. Positioning her self peter took a second to enjoy the view in front of him, but he was to slow for eve as she moaned "Fuck me!" Peter did not need to be told twice and plunged himself into her warm wet hole. Eve screamed as he entered her Cheryl's ministrations had set her fit to burst and Peters cock was too much. writhing on the settee Cheryl sat next to her began to undress sliding her clothes from her body. Peter could not help but thrust hard and deep the sight of these women driving him to heights he had never felt before! but all too soon it was over his cock exploding deep inside Eve! twitching he collapsed to the floor as an orgasm the likes of which he never imagined hit him. drained he could only watch as Cheryl and Eve carried on with out him!
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true or false
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Posted:Aug 13, 2007 1:29 pm
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OK..I GOT THIS FROM LONG LEGS NO BRA'S BLOG...LETS PLAY!!!!!!
True Or False ?
The way this game is played is you tell me something about yourself. Anything you like. I will guess if it is True or False.
If I guess right... then I get to ask you anything I want and you promise to answer truthfully. If instead I get it wrong, then you get to ask me any question you like and I promise to answer it truthfully.
Ok, a few side rules. The questions you ask and the ones I ask can be anything... but they can't compromise someones safety, their families safety, or discretion on this site. After all this is suppose to be fun. So you can't ask someone's real name or phone number. You can't ask if they slept with some particular person. Otherwise, anything goes.
If you play... post the game to your blog... and I will come play with you as well
So go for it... tell me something either True or False about yourself....
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At Last
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Posted:Aug 12, 2007 12:12 pm
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2007 1:07 pm
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My life is getting back on track at last
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friends with benifits
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Posted:Jul 9, 2007 7:08 am
Last Updated:Aug 22, 2007 11:25 am
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ou opened it so you HAVE to repost it! A test of your bravery.
Here's how it works:
Statistcally speaking, unless you are a total hermit, social retard, or ugly as a bag of spoiled ass...
There's at least 1 person on your network that wants to date you or REALLY sleep with you. So..... lets play "friends with benefits"
The rules are simple... if you want to date the person who posted this, send them a msg saying "Im yours".
If you just want to sleep with them and stay friends, send them a message that says "I'd hit it".
SCARED? LOL
THE TWIST IS YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS
& see who replies. There is at least 1 person on your network that wants to date you, and maybe more that want to truly sleep with you.
SO... re-post this as "friends with benefits"
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Posted:Jul 8, 2007 8:26 am
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blah. i am stuck back at my parents for a bit while i find a job. this is silly you would have thought having a degree would be a benefit to getting a job but it is ending up the opposite. it seems i am over qualified to do half the jobs i apply for.
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Jacks proposal
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Posted:Jun 20, 2007 1:13 pm
Last Updated:May 12, 2024 2:30 am
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Susan sat in the back of the car, listening with all her might. Her boyfriend jack ahd promised her a surprise for her birthday and had blindfolded her, lead her to the car and taken her for a drive. where she was going she had no idea and tried to listen out for any sounds that could give her a clue. The anticipation was almost too much to bare. Soon she hoped or she would burst from curiosity. What had Jack organized for? they had been together for six years and yet he still managed to surprise her almost every day. two months ago Jack had finally popped the question, Thinking about that day Susan felt as if her very skin began to glow with joy. it had been a day just like any other then came the knock at the door, Jack was not home from work yet, so she had gone to answer it. At the door stood a small brass quartet, no sooner than the door began to open they struck up Susan's favorite song. startled she remembered she could only gape as a limo pulled to a stop at the end of her garden path. A posh looking man in a black uniform got out of the front of the car and began to walk down to the doors at the rear. By this time the sound of the band had alerted half the street to the spectacle.
still unable to move with shock Susan had just stood at the door her mind not able to believe what her eyes were telling it. The driver opened the rear door of the limo and a tall handsome man
climbed out onto the curb. Jack looked so fine in his top hat and tails that Susan took a moment to recognize him. but once her mind caught up with eyes, tears began to stream down her face. Jack walked slowly down the garden path and knelt before her, She remembered thinking how silly of him in all that finery. but then the band suddenly stopped playing and in a loud crisp voice Jack had said those four simple words that had forever changed the lives of so many "Will you marry me?" dumbfounded Susan could only stare at him fir a while and a worried look passed over his features. when finally the paralysis broke. in a broken tear filled voice Susan had managed to reply "Yes!" the cheer that arose had made both Susan and jack jump. looking round they noticed that the whole street had come out to watch the show. Going bright red but with a huge grin on his face Jack had scooped her into his arms and carried her to the limo. The rest of that night was a blur. she remembered checking into the hotel but it was as if she was drunk on happiness. all weekend they were no more than six feet apart.
And now two months later here they were in a car with her blindfolded heading to who know where. Susan nearly jumped out of her skin as the engine suddenly stopped. they were there.
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a note from author
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Posted:Jun 17, 2007 2:01 pm
Last Updated:May 12, 2024 2:30 am
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i am having some real issues with writers block at the moment. but promise to write some more of my story. if anyone has any ideas where they would like it to go feel free to leave a post letting me know your ideas.
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