Traffic mabye? he could be caught in rush hour traffic possibly,althought not at this time of night. I slowly pace up the pavement each foot step slow and resounding like the slow tick of the hand on a clock. He might've got caught up at work doing some unexpected overtime, but at 9.22 that would be over three hours of overtime!
I take the phone out of my pocket and check to see if iv'e received any new texts, no not one.
Three youths in hoodies, two guys about seventeen or eighteen and a young girl around sixteen hang around on the nearby bench which makes me very uneasy. I'm sure wearing a hooded top while hanging out with your mates is no reason to jump to conclusions but to me i'm always convinced that i will be the next mornings headline : LOCAL GIRL MUGGED AND BEATEN BY YOUTHS or LOCAL GIRL BRUTAL RAPED FOUND DEAD IN BUSHES or STUNNINGLY BEAUTIFUL YOUNG WOMAN BRUTALLY BEATEN AND GANG RAPED BY VICIOUS THUGS okay mabye not the most likely of headlines but possible.
I run out of patience and try calling him, the phone just rings out and one of the youths eyes me up. I don't know wheter to be angry with darragh or scared of this guy eying me up, i go with anger the overiding emotion at this minute. Another twenty minutes goes by, ten minutes of pacing, worrying, the ocasional look and laugh from this once frightening but now annoying threesome. The gang get up and slowly walk away,and this leaves me more room to pace up and down the pavement past the bench before circling back. Each time i consider continuing walking and heading home but i turn back convinced that as soon as i leave he will turn up and i will have stupidly have missed him.
In the distance i see his car coming towards me, a wave of releif washes over me. I wasn't stood up he's finally here, and then the anger sets in. Why was he so late? he better have a damn good reason for making me wait or i'm gonna give him hell. The car pulls closer only it's not his car, it's the same make, same colour same year and even the guy driving it looks like him only older and not as good looking. DAMN IT!! I feel like such an idiot. Anger and embarassment coarse through my body in equal measures and i don't know wheter it's the embarrasment of this or the anger at the situation iv'e let him put me through but i don't wait a secound longer, my feet are pounding down the pavement as fast as they can carry me.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
First time...p3
I gaze out the window at absolutely nothing for a few mins and when i steal a quick subtle glance from the blonde she too is staring nonchalantely out her window facing the other direction. Thinking to myself that i should just go back to sleep and stop gaucking at this poor girl i turn my head away again only to notice that even though her jacket is covering her lap from my angle i can just about see her hand gently moving between her legs. At first i think im imaging it, it can't be. But moving over one seat i get a better look and yes she is moving her hand around her crotch. It wouldn't be noticable if i wasn't staring right at it.
She looks back towards me again but i look away sharply yet this time i dont turn completely i keep my head at an angle so out of the corner of my eye i can just make her out. It's definetely now she is staring at me and touching her self. I have no idea why i'm average looking at best and she is stunning, to intimidate me? for the thrill of staring at a stranger without getting caught or for the pure hell of it? Either way it's happening and is starting to arouse me. Entirely out of character i turn back towards her and hold her gaze this time she doesn't turn away, we two strangers staring boldly at each other on this dark secluded train battling for supremecy willing the other to either cower or do the unexpect and continue this strange encounter.
Feeling brave for some reason mabye because of the blood rushing to a certain part of my body i let me hand wander down to the buttons on my jeans and after a deep breath i unbutton the first. It seems to go unoticed so i continue, the secound falls open then the third each one seems to be a deafening bang of exlposion to me yet is silent to her. Finally the last button falls open to reveal my blood filled member and at last the expression on her face changes, she bites her lip roughly lets out a moan and her hand moves rapidly now. The coat falls from her lap and everything is on show now.
Two fingers thrust deep inside her frantically and her moans at first almost silent are noticable now. Faster and faster her fingers move as she almost growls towards me before biting her lip violentely closing her eyes throwing her head back and arching her back she gasps and then almost makes a satisfied sound almost like a purr. Eyes still closed she grins hapilly to herself until a few secounds later she opens her eyes looks back towards me and my exposed yet untouched member and in afraction of a secound becomes incredibly embarassed. Hurrieldly she tidies her self open grabs her handbag and fallen coat from the dirty floor and begins speeding into the next carriage.
Her high heeled footsteps seem to be the booming sound calling an end to this lustful late night affair as my heart sinks with each step. And yet as the footsteps slow down and she looks back over her shoulder and my still exposed and throbbing member my heart beats faster as she passes for a secound with a thought full look on her face as she decides her next move. With a smile she makes her decision and those high heels move rapidly towards me.....
In a matter of secounds she has pounced and is stradling my lap and sliding herself down onto my hardness, her eyes violent with exitement as she takes me in. A quite moan from her lips and were off rushing out of the traps as she moves on me at speed.
As fast as she rides me at first she only seems to get faster and faster, i find it hard to look away from this only able to tear my eyes away to gaze upon her lustful face and look around to make sure no passengers from another carriage enter and interupt us, please no not now this pleasure can't be interrupted now i couldn't take it.
I take her waist in my hands gripping tight as she moves frantically yet smoothly over me, her eyes close she bites her lip tightly now as she lets out a low long groan and i feel my lap awash with her liquid exitement. Her eyes still shut tight and her face and body as motionless as a statue i look longinly up at this strange and beautiful woman wondering who she is and how did i get so lucky this night. Suddlenly her eyes open a big satified grin on her face as she leans in close to my ear and says 'hi i'm jenny'
She looks back towards me again but i look away sharply yet this time i dont turn completely i keep my head at an angle so out of the corner of my eye i can just make her out. It's definetely now she is staring at me and touching her self. I have no idea why i'm average looking at best and she is stunning, to intimidate me? for the thrill of staring at a stranger without getting caught or for the pure hell of it? Either way it's happening and is starting to arouse me. Entirely out of character i turn back towards her and hold her gaze this time she doesn't turn away, we two strangers staring boldly at each other on this dark secluded train battling for supremecy willing the other to either cower or do the unexpect and continue this strange encounter.
Feeling brave for some reason mabye because of the blood rushing to a certain part of my body i let me hand wander down to the buttons on my jeans and after a deep breath i unbutton the first. It seems to go unoticed so i continue, the secound falls open then the third each one seems to be a deafening bang of exlposion to me yet is silent to her. Finally the last button falls open to reveal my blood filled member and at last the expression on her face changes, she bites her lip roughly lets out a moan and her hand moves rapidly now. The coat falls from her lap and everything is on show now.
Two fingers thrust deep inside her frantically and her moans at first almost silent are noticable now. Faster and faster her fingers move as she almost growls towards me before biting her lip violentely closing her eyes throwing her head back and arching her back she gasps and then almost makes a satisfied sound almost like a purr. Eyes still closed she grins hapilly to herself until a few secounds later she opens her eyes looks back towards me and my exposed yet untouched member and in afraction of a secound becomes incredibly embarassed. Hurrieldly she tidies her self open grabs her handbag and fallen coat from the dirty floor and begins speeding into the next carriage.
Her high heeled footsteps seem to be the booming sound calling an end to this lustful late night affair as my heart sinks with each step. And yet as the footsteps slow down and she looks back over her shoulder and my still exposed and throbbing member my heart beats faster as she passes for a secound with a thought full look on her face as she decides her next move. With a smile she makes her decision and those high heels move rapidly towards me.....
In a matter of secounds she has pounced and is stradling my lap and sliding herself down onto my hardness, her eyes violent with exitement as she takes me in. A quite moan from her lips and were off rushing out of the traps as she moves on me at speed.
As fast as she rides me at first she only seems to get faster and faster, i find it hard to look away from this only able to tear my eyes away to gaze upon her lustful face and look around to make sure no passengers from another carriage enter and interupt us, please no not now this pleasure can't be interrupted now i couldn't take it.
I take her waist in my hands gripping tight as she moves frantically yet smoothly over me, her eyes close she bites her lip tightly now as she lets out a low long groan and i feel my lap awash with her liquid exitement. Her eyes still shut tight and her face and body as motionless as a statue i look longinly up at this strange and beautiful woman wondering who she is and how did i get so lucky this night. Suddlenly her eyes open a big satified grin on her face as she leans in close to my ear and says 'hi i'm jenny'
Monday, April 19, 2010
First time...p2
I slide my hand up and down speeding up unable to slow down until suddenly a strange and frightening sensation washes over me. I feel as if i need to pee and i rush to the bathroom and hope its not blood that comes out as i fear that i might have broken something by doing this thing that surely nobody has ever done before.Then this white milky substance explodes out of me and it feels unbeleivable, even falling stunbling to the ground doesn't seem to hurt and i lie there breathless on the the cold bathroom floor half naked with my eyes closed the biggest smile on my face.
For the next week i would spend almost every waking hour alone in my room fascinated by my new discovery. I couldn't beleive that i had never tried this before, after those first few weeks suddenely my new discovery became just another part of my life, like the need to eat or sleep everyday. It still felt amazing but nothing could compare to the thrill of my first time. Years later i wouldsearch and come close to discovering that thrill again with new sexual experiences. The first time i had sex the feel of soft wetness against me, the moans and look of pleasure on her face that i was causing to happen. The first time in my car where the thrill of getting caught by the cars passing every few minutes was such an adrenline rush, the quiet country lane we were parked on didn't offer much privacy if a car decided to suddenly stop there. Then there was the first time i actually did get caught in that car months later, the mad scramble to pull on clothes and hurriedly drive away, more of a thrill for me and an embarassing mortifying situation for her. I came close to capturing the thrill those few times but it wasn't until i was much older and jaded and searching for a new thrill did i find something extraordinary.
It was coming home late one sunday night, the train was almost abandoned bar two or three people on each carriage. I choose the one empty carriage at the back of the train and resting my head against the window under my jacket i closed my eyes and attempted to catch a quick sleep. The vibrations of the moving carriage was quite relaxing and i was fallen asleep quickly, only opening my eyes occasionally. Nobody got on for ages and i drifted off so when i finally opened my eyes again i was surprised to see this young blonde beauty looking straight at me. She looked away quickly when confronted with my sleepy stare back.
For the next week i would spend almost every waking hour alone in my room fascinated by my new discovery. I couldn't beleive that i had never tried this before, after those first few weeks suddenely my new discovery became just another part of my life, like the need to eat or sleep everyday. It still felt amazing but nothing could compare to the thrill of my first time. Years later i wouldsearch and come close to discovering that thrill again with new sexual experiences. The first time i had sex the feel of soft wetness against me, the moans and look of pleasure on her face that i was causing to happen. The first time in my car where the thrill of getting caught by the cars passing every few minutes was such an adrenline rush, the quiet country lane we were parked on didn't offer much privacy if a car decided to suddenly stop there. Then there was the first time i actually did get caught in that car months later, the mad scramble to pull on clothes and hurriedly drive away, more of a thrill for me and an embarassing mortifying situation for her. I came close to capturing the thrill those few times but it wasn't until i was much older and jaded and searching for a new thrill did i find something extraordinary.
It was coming home late one sunday night, the train was almost abandoned bar two or three people on each carriage. I choose the one empty carriage at the back of the train and resting my head against the window under my jacket i closed my eyes and attempted to catch a quick sleep. The vibrations of the moving carriage was quite relaxing and i was fallen asleep quickly, only opening my eyes occasionally. Nobody got on for ages and i drifted off so when i finally opened my eyes again i was surprised to see this young blonde beauty looking straight at me. She looked away quickly when confronted with my sleepy stare back.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
First time...
You spend your whole life trying to recapture that moment, the moment when you first felt truly alive. Heart pounding,breathless, body shaking like a leaf, grinning uncontrollably like youv'e just unlocked the secrets to the universe, this is what it's all about, this is elusive meaning behind everything, what god put you here to find, enjoy and live in true bliss knowing.
It's different for each person, for you it may be the joyous birth of your newborn child, the smilen face of your little miracle and the tight grip of tiny fingers clasping yours. The job promotion, salary and respect you spend your life working towards, or the day you marry the person you love and promise to spend the rest of your life loving.
For me it happend at the tender age of thirteen in the confines of my small ensuite bathroom. There i was just home from school slumped on my bed tired from the monotony of school and the endless reams of mind numbing lessons and never ending homework.
Lying listless on my bed i start to think about my day trying to think of anything could that happened today, the incomprahensible information being throw at me, the crippling shyness, the self consciousness i feel every secound of the day. The beautiful girls in my class that i'll never be able to even say hi to let alone talk to.
Thinking about those girls some of them a whole year older than me, with incredibly pretty faces, soft sweet lips, hidden but heaving breast that are begging to be touched, oh to touch just one for a secound! and legs, legs that walk and sit and cross and uncross. Closing my eyes and getting lost in these thoughts i'm surprised when i feel a strange sensation and opening my eyes i realise my pants are feeling tight as my hand rubs up against my penis. I don't understand why but it feels great and i don't want to stop. So carefully unbuttoning my jeans and sliding them to the floor along with my underwear i'm left with swollen penis exposed.
It's different for each person, for you it may be the joyous birth of your newborn child, the smilen face of your little miracle and the tight grip of tiny fingers clasping yours. The job promotion, salary and respect you spend your life working towards, or the day you marry the person you love and promise to spend the rest of your life loving.
For me it happend at the tender age of thirteen in the confines of my small ensuite bathroom. There i was just home from school slumped on my bed tired from the monotony of school and the endless reams of mind numbing lessons and never ending homework.
Lying listless on my bed i start to think about my day trying to think of anything could that happened today, the incomprahensible information being throw at me, the crippling shyness, the self consciousness i feel every secound of the day. The beautiful girls in my class that i'll never be able to even say hi to let alone talk to.
Thinking about those girls some of them a whole year older than me, with incredibly pretty faces, soft sweet lips, hidden but heaving breast that are begging to be touched, oh to touch just one for a secound! and legs, legs that walk and sit and cross and uncross. Closing my eyes and getting lost in these thoughts i'm surprised when i feel a strange sensation and opening my eyes i realise my pants are feeling tight as my hand rubs up against my penis. I don't understand why but it feels great and i don't want to stop. So carefully unbuttoning my jeans and sliding them to the floor along with my underwear i'm left with swollen penis exposed.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Love is.....
''Love is a cruel game, there are unseen rules that you only learn with the blow of betrayal and the sting of regection. When you love you hand someone the keys to your heart and silently ask them to protect it, to keep it in a safe place and tirelessly guard it sheltered from harm.
Yet this act of trust leaves you vunerable, it gives someone complete power over you to raise you up and make you feel like a king with a tender stolen kiss on a winters night or to break and shatter you into frail pieces with just a handfull of unexpected words.
I sometimes think god is a malevolent trickster handing you happyness for the sole purpose of tearing it away from you when you come to need it most, laughing all the while at his cleverness and your stupidity.''
'' You done drowning in that pool of selfpity?''
''What?''
''If you are i have something to show you that i think your really gonna enjoy, and damn do you need it boy haha, you ready?''
''Em i guess so...''
Yet this act of trust leaves you vunerable, it gives someone complete power over you to raise you up and make you feel like a king with a tender stolen kiss on a winters night or to break and shatter you into frail pieces with just a handfull of unexpected words.
I sometimes think god is a malevolent trickster handing you happyness for the sole purpose of tearing it away from you when you come to need it most, laughing all the while at his cleverness and your stupidity.''
'' You done drowning in that pool of selfpity?''
''What?''
''If you are i have something to show you that i think your really gonna enjoy, and damn do you need it boy haha, you ready?''
''Em i guess so...''
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
A line allows progress
The bartender lines up as many shots of southern comfort as the contents of my wallet can afford and taking a breath i dive in. Each shot quickly knocked back pulls me deeper in, by the seventh shot i'm drowning in the liquid goodness and i'm starting to smirk to myself.
I'm stumbling out onto the street and heading for the atm. Passing a group of girls in short skirts i'm mumble something about belts i find incredible witty but only get confused stares back.I'm facing the cash machine and after rifling through my wallet i whip out the bankcard and slide it into the machine.
I think to myself that's a pretty sweet life to have my bank card gets to be kept warm in a nice dry leather wallet all day and is only taken out to slide in and out of slots, and get swiped.
Struggling to read the letters on the screen i squint my eyes and can just about make it out. After what seems like ages i collect the entire contents of my bank account which doesn't add up to much, but because i intend to spend it all tonight it doesn't matter it's enough to get me what i want.
It's just a short walk to the place i want to visit and having made an appointment earlier on i only have to worry about being on time. I walk briskly and make it in plenty of time. The bouncer lets me in dispite my drunkeness beacause i'm a regular and i have one more quick one before heading upstairs.
The room smells of lavender and fabric softner, not my favourite things to smell but i'm betting it beats the rooms previous odour. The bed is a basic king sized bed, white cotton sheets and dark red covers. The only thing remarkable about it is the almost naked woman spread across it with a look of invitation and slight bored draped on her now slowly aging face.
My guess is 38 or 39, not quite 40 but still passing for a 30 year old to most. She calls me over and as i undress i edge towards her mesmerized by her large naked breasts. I crawl naked on top of her and start sucking on her nipples slowly, switching between them. She moans slightly as i bite gently. Then being pushed onto my back she crawls slowly down my body kissing every inch till she's at my balls. Closing my eyes i feel her take my balls in her mouth an gently suck before switching to my dick. This is why i always go for amber she's always thorough and knows exactely how to please me.
I 'm getting quite hard now but am not quite there so when she climbs ontop i'm not easing into her. I try not to think about my other destination for tonight as thats probably distracting me. She squeezes me hard up and down and it feels great and we try again but this time the same.
I open my eyes and look up and with a determined look on her face, she leans into me and whispers in my ear slowly 'fuck my wet pussy and make me scream baby'. And trying one more time she climbs ontop but it's just not happening.
'Your gonna pay me for me time!' she barks.
'Yes of coarse' i timidly reply and fumbling for my wallet i shamefully hand her the cash. As i quickly dress and pray for time to speed up she calls after me with a more gently tone 'mabye next time baby i'll give you the night of your life okay? just lay off the drink first k'
'Yep next time' i mumble as i hurry out the door. And out on the street i laugh dryly to myself 'sure next time'.
Not too long after later im slowly climbing the stairs to the roof of the abandoned offices. I think it used to be a busy call center buzzing with heated yet restrained arguements from frustrated customers to non caring yet polite call center workers but now the only noise is the rhythm of my feet clanking off the steps and the only conversation is within me asking myself do i really wat to do this.
I'm stumbling out onto the street and heading for the atm. Passing a group of girls in short skirts i'm mumble something about belts i find incredible witty but only get confused stares back.I'm facing the cash machine and after rifling through my wallet i whip out the bankcard and slide it into the machine.
I think to myself that's a pretty sweet life to have my bank card gets to be kept warm in a nice dry leather wallet all day and is only taken out to slide in and out of slots, and get swiped.
Struggling to read the letters on the screen i squint my eyes and can just about make it out. After what seems like ages i collect the entire contents of my bank account which doesn't add up to much, but because i intend to spend it all tonight it doesn't matter it's enough to get me what i want.
It's just a short walk to the place i want to visit and having made an appointment earlier on i only have to worry about being on time. I walk briskly and make it in plenty of time. The bouncer lets me in dispite my drunkeness beacause i'm a regular and i have one more quick one before heading upstairs.
The room smells of lavender and fabric softner, not my favourite things to smell but i'm betting it beats the rooms previous odour. The bed is a basic king sized bed, white cotton sheets and dark red covers. The only thing remarkable about it is the almost naked woman spread across it with a look of invitation and slight bored draped on her now slowly aging face.
My guess is 38 or 39, not quite 40 but still passing for a 30 year old to most. She calls me over and as i undress i edge towards her mesmerized by her large naked breasts. I crawl naked on top of her and start sucking on her nipples slowly, switching between them. She moans slightly as i bite gently. Then being pushed onto my back she crawls slowly down my body kissing every inch till she's at my balls. Closing my eyes i feel her take my balls in her mouth an gently suck before switching to my dick. This is why i always go for amber she's always thorough and knows exactely how to please me.
I 'm getting quite hard now but am not quite there so when she climbs ontop i'm not easing into her. I try not to think about my other destination for tonight as thats probably distracting me. She squeezes me hard up and down and it feels great and we try again but this time the same.
I open my eyes and look up and with a determined look on her face, she leans into me and whispers in my ear slowly 'fuck my wet pussy and make me scream baby'. And trying one more time she climbs ontop but it's just not happening.
'Your gonna pay me for me time!' she barks.
'Yes of coarse' i timidly reply and fumbling for my wallet i shamefully hand her the cash. As i quickly dress and pray for time to speed up she calls after me with a more gently tone 'mabye next time baby i'll give you the night of your life okay? just lay off the drink first k'
'Yep next time' i mumble as i hurry out the door. And out on the street i laugh dryly to myself 'sure next time'.
Not too long after later im slowly climbing the stairs to the roof of the abandoned offices. I think it used to be a busy call center buzzing with heated yet restrained arguements from frustrated customers to non caring yet polite call center workers but now the only noise is the rhythm of my feet clanking off the steps and the only conversation is within me asking myself do i really wat to do this.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
So long twenties
Well i turned 30 today and feel so old, i'll have to get a walking stick, start eating worthers original and watching prime time soon :P
My only regret is everything! guess i'm not dead yet gotta keep on keeping on like a bird that flew tangled up in blue....
My only regret is everything! guess i'm not dead yet gotta keep on keeping on like a bird that flew tangled up in blue....
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