Cum on rain down, on me
OK one more thing before you read this.
THIS IS A JOKE. it's not my personal fantacy!! i am NOT supposed to be the woman in the end. she is actually supposed to be someone else. but it was meant to be for fun only. i have heard some people have had problems with this. i also heard thom read this. (dear god, could i blush anymore).
i would rather he could read this too, but... sigh.
It was late and i was exhausted. it was raining out side, very loudly too. it kept me awake; for some reason it just pounded into my brain like nothing i had ever heard before. perhaps because i was drunk out of my head. the tv and radio was off... nothing else was making any noise, accept for the low hum that came from my refrigerator (which was agitating me). i looked at the vcr clock and in a blurry mess... it read 2:30 am. it was the first time i had off for a while. my feet hurt. my mind started wandering and i remembered of a comment some woman gave me earlier in the day. at the time i acted rather insulted, responded with a growl as though to ask how she could have such audacity. but now as i thought of it half asleep, it became rather amusing.
i felt like a child as i toyed with the idea that alot more people then just her thought the things she said to me. i felt myself blush. i felt like i was being naughty, something i just never had the time for. my stomach growled... and i wondered if i could convince my body to move.
and when i got up, i noticed my foot had fallen asleep. as i limped over to the closet, my foot and ankle felt as though it was in a bandage.. and i laughed at myself. i put my jacket on and decided to go for a walk. i gripped the tall wine bottle half empty that sat on my table and took it with me. it was now 2:45 am
i was in an interesting city... one that was noisy often... but for some reason, it wasn't this night, and now 3:15am.
and i walked by a small store, mixed in with all of the other stores, but this one caught my attention.
it made me feel naughty again.
by this time, i was soaked, and all the people inside this small shop looked at me silently as i trailed in a messy puddle. i attempted to seem polite by washing my feet... but then i couldn't help but to smerk at myself, for why would i need to seem polite here. i sipped my wine
I just walked around quietly, looking briefly at the items on the shelves.... the man behind the counter slowly turned the pages of his magazine... but I realized out of the corner of my eye that he wasn't even looking down to read it. I walked closer to him and I saw his magazine was pornographic
I blushed... I gulped my wine
I stopped by one of the shelves. some of the items surely sparked my imagination. after looking and even picking some of the things up, some one tapped me on the shoulder. a trashy yet attractive girl, smelling of every fruit and dirty cologne imaginable... smiling her gum-chewing grin gives me a look that was unmistakable.
she asked me what I was holding. I looked at it in my hands... and I wasn't even sure.
I told her that I had no idea what it was... and she laughed. I felt my good eye drooping... making all sight a fuzzy slow motion movie. and I smiled
she was stepping closer to me... and she took the item out of my hand. she held it up to me i guess the right way.
it was leather... and it almost looked like a thong. it would've looked like a woman’s bikini bottom, but right in the front was a hole... and it took me a while to focus on it.
she asked me if i liked to wear things like that....
and i just smiled
the thought popped into my head... and by the chilling facial expressing on her face, i think she did too.
i noticed her pupils were extremely dilated.... and i also noticed she was very touchy with me... giggling, leaning on my shoulder, rubbing my arm.
i chugged my wine.
she was getting closer and closer... i didn't think there was any more closer to get....
before I knew it, she was backing me off into a room... I didn't even realize the store had rooms
it had a desk, and it had a couch. and it had a bar.
I stumbled off to the bar. I sat on one of the stools and picked up a JD bottle.
she told me that I didn't talk much. she asked me my name. she said that I was adorable.
she told me I was sexy
this time, it wasn't as upsetting.
my neck seemed like it couldn't hold up my head anymore.
she then felt me from behind, starting on my lower back... slowly sliding onto my thigh, then to my inner thigh... then my groin.
I smirked... and tossed back a shot of the JD that I poured myself a few moments before.
she turned me in my stool, attaching to my lips... quite forcefully. she licked all around my mouth... sucking even on it... puckering like crazy.
she pushed her way to me, standing in between my legs... but it all happened so fast... and I was still in slow motion, that I knocked clear off the stool.
the bottle crashed to the floor, and so did my ass
and I just laughed because she bent over, lunging her cleavage at me, acting all concerned.
I leaned on her, the stool and the floor to bring myself back up again.
I scanned the bar for the biggest bottle of anything nd found a rather large supply of whiskey.
she was to dirty for me, so I dragged my feet back to the door. she was asking me something along the lines of why I was going... and she sounded annoyed, but I kept on smiling.
by the time I got out of the shop, passing the man with the porno magazine, who snickered at me... I realized that I actually became erect.
some where along that process... I was effected, though I don't particularly remember the moment of arousal.
I went back out in the rain... only to have a frustrating case of blue balls because of the cold water. I drank more just to numb my nuts.
as I walked... a car pulled up along the side of me. the window rolled down, but I ignore it.
it was a woman and she asked me if I was alright.
I tried to say that I was fine, but I don't think anything came out.
she stopped her car and got out...
she jogged after me and stopped me short.
she held me from either side and tried to look at my face
I thought to myself... who in their right mind would fucking go up to a random drunk and fuck with them as though they know them personally.
it took a while to click, but I heard her say "Thom, do you feel ok? do you need to get back to a hotel or something? Thom?"
I guess she recognized me. and that was comforting and frightening.
I felt angry that she felt that she was allowed to be concerned for me.... and then I felt flattered that she cared at all
I let her lead me to her car... though, that might have been a very bad idea.
I was to drunk to tell if I was making a bad choice... I already went in that room with that other smelly lady.... why not this sweet looking one.
(she was rather pleasant)
she tried asking me where I was staying... but I couldn't speak to her... and with in a few moments of car ride.. I fell asleep.
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and I looked over at him. his beautiful dead asleep face... water droplets running down his check, nose and mouth. I couldn't believe my eyes.
I would feel wrong taking him to my house, for god sake, how could i.
but I didn't know where else to take him! he was out cold! snoring even!
and he was soaking wet.
so, that was the only thing I could do, I took him home.
for some one who was no more then 5'6"... he sure was heavy over my shoulder. I just couldn't believe it. I was waiting to realize that it was just a look alike I was taking into my home.
I managed to get his wet thick jacket off and laid him down on my bed.
I pulled off his shoes and socks. his shirt wasn't as wet, but his pants were horrible... but I thought it was out of line to take them off.
he was so beautiful... I wanted him so badly... but how horrible would that be. I kept the sheets around him in case he needed them but he just snored and drooled.
I took a blanket to my couch and fell asleep there... not very well though...
Thom Yorke was in my bed room
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when I woke up... my head hurt horribly. all I could focus on what the ceiling... and then when my brain comprehended its first conscious thought, I realized I had no idea where I was.
I was automatically very uncomfortable... and when I saw the alarm clock next to this bed I lay in, it was already noon.
I wanted to get up quickly, but I knew my brain would hate me if I did that.
I got up slowly instead and wandered out of the bed room. I heard a TV low in the background as I dragged my bare cold feet down the hall way.
I saw a girl, eating a bagel, watching TV on a couch... and she turned to look at me.... she had a concerned look on her face... I'm not sure what look I had on my face. my lack of knowledge of what was going on just made my brain hurt more. she got up and walked over to me.
she introduced herself asking me how I felt.
I responded with a look that must've showed a lack of interest to respond. she didn't seem surprised.
"well, I saw you wandering alone last night... I didn't want you.. to... pass out... on the side walk.. so... I was going to drive you home, but you fell asleep in my car."
after some silence, I said thank you to her... she was disturbingly attractive... I could no longer look her in the eye.
"would, you like a ride home?"
"its not my home." I snapped. I'm not sure why though
she was still unaffected, and still smiled at me.... in a very appealing way.
I had to adjust myself because of my cardboard pants.... and odd position I was in during my sleep. but I didn't want to seem rude... I started fidgeting and I felt more out of place. I asked where the bathroom was... back down the hall, next to the room I had come from.
my feet were really cold
and I had to pee terribly... I think I let one out for 3 straight minutes.
I stayed in there for 10.
I couldn't leave the bathroom. I looked at her towels.. her shower. I wanted a shower. very badly.
I smelled.
I wanted to just go in and wash myself... but I thought I should ask first... but I didn't want to face asking her. I didn't like anything of the situation I was in.
the smell of her bathroom was feminine... almost arousing... so was her bed... so was her.
I entertained the thought of her acting like that hussy in that shop (perhaps the last thing I remembered). having her way with me. I felt naughty again when I thought of seducing her.
and then I wanted to be naked in her shower... I wasn't sure why... purely male hormonal reasons I think. I wanted to dominate something. her bathroom looked so pure, and I just imagined myself ejaculating all over it. I laughed out loud... because I was not expecting that mental picture.
I was being so crude... and it was funny.
she knocked and I wondered if she heard me laughing.
she asked if I was puking.. and if I needed aspirin.
funny... I wasn't even that nauseous. I was actually erect again... and that was also amusing.
I blurted if I could take a shower.... and she said that would be fine.
I took off all my annoying clothes that hung on my body and stood there for a moment... the once threatening thought of being in her shower, some one else's shower was now exiting for me. I felt like I was doing the dangerous thing... and I was once again naughty. I wanted her to want me. could I bring myself to be that confident though. did I have the ability to charm someone. I wondered about what that lady said to be yesterday... the first lady... wondered if she was right.
I washed myself. her soap was soft smelling. I smelled pretty.
when I got out... I actually walked out in my towel. just my towel... I wondered if I was ridiculous looking....
I walked back into her bed room. she was there, fixing her bed. she looked at me and her eyes thickened.. looking down and back up again. I tried not to smile.
"do you have some thing I could wash my clothes in... my pants are especially filthy"
at first she couldn't say anything to me... then she stuttered that she could hand wash it and then let it dry.
I agreed.
what to wear in the mean time though...
she offered her sweat pants and T-shirt.
I agreed
she handed them to me and stepped out of the room. I changed, not even bothering to close the door. I was bare and free in her pants, and they were new feeling, still had that cotton softness inside.
I'll go give her a hug!! why not
and that's what I did
I went up to her, with a grin and I thanked her for how kind she was being
I hugged her firmly. very friendly, holding her tight....
she seemed surprised but she hugged me back just as kindly.
when I pulled off of her our faces remained close.
she looks scared, but I think it was that she was nervous. it made her that much more sexy. I wanted to taste her
I slowly went closer to her face... I breathed on her mouth... and I shut my eyes. I felt her mouth open, and I heard her short quick gasps.
I felt her tongue sneak out, looking for mine. and I gave it to her. she got weaker in my arms... and it felt like it was harder for her to stand.
she tasted good.
I wanted to eat her. sexually. give her that feeling of ecstasy... I wanted her so badly and I didn't know why I was acting this way. something about her, made me feel masculine. and I was aroused again.
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I was creaming so badly. my mind was in a state of panic. this wasn't happening. I had no idea what to do and I felt like a virgin all over again. did he want to make love to me? what was this? why was he doing this.... not like I gave a shit! what ever he was doing, he was doing it very well.
and he pressed himself into me, as if to let me know he wanted to knock me to the ground.
but he was so... small... I mean, height wise... yes. I held me and I wanted to faint. his mouth was so soft... and if he didn't have morning breathe, he would've tasted so great. he smelled wonderful though... even though he smelled like my shampoo. he wore it well... allot better then I could.
we stumbled back into the bedroom some how... and fell onto my new clean sheets. (I was planning on saving the ones he slept in, never to be washed or used again... but it was looking like 2 sets were going to be blessed)
he felt my sides... and was lifting my shirt... he was lowering his head... licking me... he was making my chest cave... my heart was pounding and I was turned on to the point of being immobile. he kept on moving down... and I wanted him to be inside of me... but there was no way I'd stop anything that he was doing. he slid my boxers and underwear off of me...
I was dreaming... I must have been, or tripping on something... because when I felt his tongue and lips touch me... licking me up into his mouth... I must have passed out mentally.
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all I could think of was tasting her. I hadn't tasted that in a while... and I wanted her so badly. I wanted to make her squirm.. and I wanted her to dig her nails.
but after tasting it for a while.. my lower area was starting to hurt... it was just getting harder.
I went back to kiss her again, but before I could think of getting off the sweat pants, she was already pulling them off my hips...
and I was naked... and she was naked... and it was exhilarating. and there was no world. and there was no larger desire that existed.
and when I slid in her... it sent chills down both of our spines. we rolled our eyes back together finding this amazing craving to be part of each other... as though we were connected and were extending parts of each other.
and her name resurfaced in my mind... and I wanted to tell her that I loved her all of a sudden.
she tightened herself... squeezing me... I had never ejaculated that much in a very long time... all inside of her too..... she moaned for me to keep going... I was so sensitive there... ever move I would make... every second that I kept myself tense for her I would shake... tremble like a child... I held onto her... not letting myself stop... and when I finally had too... she seemed to be as tired as I was... out of breath... out of our minds...
and then I looked at her... I knew we'd be together always... I just knew
I knew this was the beginning of something interesting...
and I told her
Rachael... I love you.
~lauren weber
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