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Illustrated
By Fallen Knight (fallenknight_mc@NOSPAMyahoo.com)
Last updated on April 10, 2003
Keywords: MC, MF, cons, 1st
NOTE: I hope you enjoy reading this short story. I recently
started putting some of the stories buried deep inside my mind
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Chapter 2: Anxiety about Kristen
As I walked back to my dorm, I wondered about what had happened.
Was this a one time thing? Is this something I could control?
What are the limitations? How in the world did this happen? I
had so many questions and no answers.
I soon realized that the only way I was going to get my answers
was to experiment. I smiled and laughed as I thought about ways
I could find out more.
As I walked up the stairs to my dorm room, a thought occurred to
me. I wondered what must be going through Kristen's mind. This
was no typical event. She had to dress provocatively, walk about
a mile and give a blowjob to someone whom she barely knew. I
even remembered her saying `thank you' as she left him in the
park. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I
had absolutely no idea what Kristen was thinking.
I ran up the rest of the stairs and soon found myself outside
Kristen's door. I hesitated for a moment and realized that I was
afraid about what I was going to discover. I thought about what
had happened again, and I even started to feel guilty. I hoped
that she wasn't in pain over what happened. The few times I had
spoken to her before, she seemed like a very caring and
intelligent person and I hated to think that I might cause her
pain.
After a few more seconds of indecision, I forced myself to reach
out and knock on the door.
"Door's open," a female voice answered. The voice was muffled
and I couldn't tell if it was angry, sad or happy. I wasn't even
sure it was Kristen.
I turned the doorknob and pushed the door open slowly. I looked
inside and Kristen was sitting at her desk typing on her
computer. The desk was angled in such a way that I could only
see the back of her head. I cautiously stepped into the room and
closed the door behind me.
"Hey, Kristen" I tried to talk in a normal tone of voice, but I'm
not sure I succeeded.
"David! Hey, I didn't expect to see you so soon. Let me finish
what I'm doing and I'll be with you in a sec, okay?"
She sounded completely normal. In fact, she sounded rather
happy. I looked around the small dorm room and soon realized the
only other place to sit down was her bed. I walked over to it
and sat down, making sure my sketchbook was closed. Even though
everything seemed fine, I didn't know what to say, so I kept my
mouth shut and waited for her to finish typing. I was deeply
anxious, but I still enjoyed the incredible view of her gorgeous
body and her perfect face. Seeing her reminded me that only a
couple hours earlier, her lips were wrapped around my cock and I
found myself getting hard again. I moved my sketchbook on top of
my lap to hide my growing erection, just in case.
I noticed that she had changed into more comfortable and less
revealing clothes. She was still incredibly stylish. She was
wearing a pink silk skirt with soft ruffles and a black halter
top. Having come from a wealthy family, even in my rattled state
of mind, it was very apparent to me that her outfit probably cost
hundreds of dollars.
After about five minutes, she stopped typing. She stood up and
turned towards me. Anxiously, I looked up at her and let out a
huge sigh of relief when I saw that she was smiling.
"Hey, baby, I missed you." she said in a sexy voice and she
jumped onto the bed, pulling me down with her. I found myself
lying front to front with this wet dream of a woman, completely
clueless about what I should do next. Her entire body was
pressed against mine, and I could feel my cock pressing against
her lower body. She kissed me, her wet tongue shooting into my
mouth. For a few long seconds, I was in complete shock. Until
earlier today, I had never kissed a girl before and I didn't know
what to do.
The feeling of her impossibly soft lips and tongue and her body
pressed up against me was too much. I didn't know what to do,
but my body demanded that I do something. I returned the kiss
savagely, my tongue playing with hers. I reached out with both
arms and pulled her closer to me. She responded in kind and for
a few glorious moments we were making out like animals.
She pulled back and said, "So, baby, did you have fun earlier?"
She smiled and licked her lips. I was mesmerized. I couldn't
believe what was happening. She looked me straight in the eyes
and I could tell that she was a little confused about my
response.
"Kristen, it was the most amazing experience I have ever had!"
She laughed and started to kiss me again. She reached down with
one hand and stroked my cock through my shorts. It didn't take
long for it to become rock hard. My breath quickened as my lust
started to take over.
She started kissing and nibbling my ear and breathing heavily.
Pleasant shivers were running up my spine. I wanted to get a
better feel of her breasts and I reached up her top with one
hand, gently grabbing one of her breasts. She was wearing a
silky bra, which felt wonderful under my fingertips. I ran my
fingers lightly around her hard nipples, eliciting a low moan.
"That feels so good..." she moaned into my ear. She pressed her
body closer to mine and started to undo my belt and pants. She
was so damn sexy. I couldn't imagine anything that would make
this girl sexier than she already was.
"I've been thinking about our encounter all afternoon and I'm so
wet and horny. I need you deep inside me right now..." she
moaned. I almost lost control as she reached into my boxers and
grabbed my cock and pumped it hard.
We kissed again, our tongues intertwined. She let go of my cock
and grabbed my hand that caressing her breasts. She guided it
down under her skirt, and as I got closer to her crotch, I could
practically feel the moistness before I even touched her. She
let go of my hand and returned to pumping my cock up and down.
I pulled up her skirt a bit and reached down her silky panties.
With my fingers, I tentatively touched her lips, stroking them
gently and sometimes squeezing them. They (and her underwear)
was soaking wet. She moaned and moaned, and gaining confidence,
I stroked her pussy faster and paid her clit a lot more
attention.
"Ooh, David. Faster...Harder..." she cried out. I did just like
she asked, and she become more wild and furious, both in her
kissing and her attention to my cock. It felt like her entire
body was humping against my hand. I cautiously stuck a couple
fingers up into her pussy and her hot moist tunnel clenched
around my fingers. I pumped them in and out, while I tried to
stroke her clit with my thumb and palm. She moaned louder and
louder, completely losing all her inhibitions.
She suddenly cried out, "David!!" and she came hard. Her entire
body tensed against mine as she held her breath, to let the wave
of her orgasm ripple over and over throughout her entire body. I
felt a gush of her juices rush over my hand, and the inside of
her pussy spasmed against my fingers. She gripped my cock so
hard that it was almost painful. A long, long moment later, her
body went limp, twitching over and over again with each
aftershock wave of pleasure. Her breasts heaved up and down, her
nipples making small tents in her halter top.
"Baby, that was absolutely amazing..." she whispered in a husky
voice. I watched her in amazement. The look on her face as the
orgasm ripped through her body was the sexiest thing I had ever
seen. I was so close to coming, but I still needed a little more
of her attention.
She reached down and pulled my hand from her panties. My fingers
and palm was glistening with her cum. She brought my fingers up
to her mouth and sucked her juices right off them.
"Mmmm....I taste so good, don't you think so?"
She reached down and wet her fingers and brought them up to my
mouth. Her scent was heavenly and when she put her fingers into
my mouth, I licked and sucked every little glistening bit of cum.
It was my first taste of a girl's cum and I loved it.
"It's your turn now."
With that, she pulled herself up and straddled my legs. She
pulled my shorts and boxers down a bit to free my cock completely
from my clothes.
I reached out with both hands and held both of her breasts,
kneading them gently and stroking her nipples with my fingers.
She quickly shed her halter top and then reached back and
unclasped her bra, letting her gorgeous breasts fall free. I
gawked at their magnificence. I had seen dozens, if not hundreds
of breasts on the Net on various porn sites, but I had never seen
breasts so wonderful. They were a perfect size, perhaps a size
C. They didn't droop at all. They were simply perfect.
I ran my fingers lightly all over her breasts and her hard erect
nipples, savoring the silky smoothness of her skin.
"You love my breasts, don't you?" she asked with a sly smile.
I nodded in response, my eyes still fixed on her breasts. I'm
sure the look of fascination and lust on my face was more than
enough of an answer to her question.
She leaned forward and kissed me savagely. I returned the kiss
and it didn't take long for both of us to reach the point where
fucking was the only next step.
She reached down and grabbed my cock, slowly guiding it closer
and closer to her wet pussy.
Suddenly, she stopped kissing me and cried out, "Damn it! Damn
it!"
Anxious, I asked, "Kristen, what's wrong?"
"I have an appointment with my advisor at 6pm that I absolutely
cannot miss. I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!!"
She leaned up and looked at the clock sitting next to her bed.
With a gasp, she jumped out of bed and scrambled around to get
ready. I watched her moving around. She was so beautiful that
even mundane movements like walking around and packing a
schoolbag was incredibly sexy. Her hair was all messed up and
her breasts were completely free.
She took a few minutes to fix up her hair and clothing as best
she could. After many years of makeup and beauty experience, it
didn't take her too long to make herself presentable. She
sprayed a light mist of her perfume on herself to try to cover
the smell of sex. I didn't think that was going to work and I
hoped she was meeting with her advisor in a very large room or
outdoors. But I was sure she knew how to handle the situation.
"Honey, I'm so sorry. Forgive me?" she asked with a worried look
on her face.
"Kristen, don't worry about it. I understand. Go, go!" I
laughed when I saw her worried look change to relief.
"Thanks. I'll be back in a few hours. Miss me?" She pretended
to look worried again.
"Of course I'll miss you."
She smiled that wonderful smile of hers. Then she finished
packing her books, gave me and my cock a wet kiss and rushed out
the door.
I lay back in bed, letting my erection subside. I had a
ridiculously enormous smile on my face. All of my anxiety about
Kristen had poured out of me and left me feeling exhilarated and
flying high. I was so happy, I felt like I was on drugs.
I pictured Kristen again and again in my mind, remembering the
way she looked bobbing up and down on my cock and the way she
looked when she was cumming. I remembered the way it felt when
her soft tongue swirled around on my cock. I could still taste
her on my lips.
After a good ten minutes, I realized that I was lying down in a
bed inside a girl's bedroom. Not just any girl, my incredibly
gorgeous girlfriend. I stood up, pulled my shorts back on and
looked around, for the first time really seeing the inside of a
girl's bedroom.
I couldn't help myself and I found myself looking through her
closet and dresser drawers. It was filled with top designer
labels like Prada, Versace and Dolce & Gabbana. I found her
underwear drawers and almost everything was La Perla. I couldn't
wait to see what these clothes and lingerie looked like on
Kristen.
After a while, I began to realize that I still didn't know
anything about my new power. The thought occurred to me that
maybe this new relationship with Kristen was only temporary. It
was a horrible thought and I wanted to push it aside, but I
couldn't. I had to know more. After only a few brief encounters
with Kristen, she already meant too much to me to accept losing
her.
I rushed to my room, sat down at my drawing table and thought
long and hard. I tried to remember everything about the moment
when my drawing became a reality. I opened up my sketchbook and
studied the drawing. At first glance, it didn't look any
different from the thousands of other drawings I had created.
Yet, somehow the simple drawing had become a reality.
I remember that when I was drawing, I was thinking about getting
a blowjob from an absolutely wonderful girlfriend. Looking at
the drawing, I realized that it was somehow obvious that the girl
was in love with the man. It was somehow obvious that the girl
was extraordinary, not only in appearance but in terms of her
personality. I can't explain how the drawing depicted such an
intangible feeling, but it did. It was similar to how my old
drawings relayed such strong emotions, but in this particular
drawing, that feeling was intensified.
I wondered if there was something special about that piece of
paper, or maybe something special about the pencil. I looked
around and grabbed another sketchbook and a new pencil. I
thought about what I could draw that might let me learn more
about what happened.
I tried something really simple first. I quickly sketched the
guy in the room next to me coming through my door and giving me a
hot pepperoni pizza and a six-pack of beer. It was the first
thing that popped to my mind, as I was extremely hungry. I
intentionally tried to limit the detail and depth of the picture
and I didn't bother to color or shade it either. When I decided
the sketch was more than enough to depict what I wanted, I set
the pencil down and waited and watched.
For a few long moments, I was afraid that nothing was going to
happen. I wonder that perhaps, this was a one time power. Even
if it was only a one time event, I was still happy. My brief
encounter with Kristen was enough for me to realize that she was
perfect for me.
Suddenly the paper started to ripple, just like before. The ink
flashed a brilliant light before fading quickly. The
pyrotechnics were nowhere as powerful as before, but I reasoned
that the sketch was of a much poorer quality and the image
depicted was quite simple as well.
I heard a knock and the door opened. A guy walked into the room
with a pizza and a six-pack of beer, exactly like I depicted them
in my drawing.
"Hey, I don't think we've met. I'm Steven," the guy said in a
friendly tone of voice.
"Hi. I'm David. Nice to meet you," I replied.
He put the pizza and beer cans on my desk and said, "Hey, I
bought these for my dinner tonight, but it turns out that I have
to leave town for a couple days. Do you want them?"
"Sure, thanks! I haven't had lunch or dinner and I'm starving.
This is perfect."
"Great! I'm glad I thought to check if you were here. Enjoy.
I'll see you later." He left the room and closed the door behind
him.
Moments later, my mouth was full with the most wonderful pizza
and beer I had ever tasted.
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