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Well, I have written 2 more chapters of "Time Enough for Anything" I would greatly appreciate anyone who has a comment or suggestion telling me about it. I plan on writing more if there is enough consent. E-mail me at novice3@hotmail.com
As his heart rate began slowing down and his breathing started returning to normal, Jason looked at the girl. He noticed the cum running in a small stream down to the crack of her ass and beyond. A huge smile crossed his lips as he realized he had finally done the dirty deed. The first sex of his life with someone other than rosey palm and her five skinny sisters. It was good. It was very good indeed. Even if it had been without her consent it was wonderful.
Jason began to realize that this was only the beginning of the escapades he could pull off. He could have any woman he wanted at any time. Picking himself off of the ground and putting his clothing back on, he began to wonder what to do about the girl. He appreciated her beauty, and her charms that he had taken advantage of. However, Jason was still a little miffed at her for almost killing that kid. "I think this will serve her right!"
Jason picked her up and sat her back into the VW. He did not bother with clothing her. He picked up her clothes and threw them behind a bush just inside the fenced yard beside him. Noticing a shoe box in the back seat of the car, Jason began fumbling in the glove compartment for a pen. He found a magic marker and smiled at what he was about to do. Jason removed the lid from the shoe box and turned it so that he could write on the inside of the lid. ‘SLOW THE FUCK DOWN!’ was now showing boldly in black magic marker ink on the almond colored lid. He positioned the lid on her lap and using the Elmers glue he found in her book bag from college, Jason attached the lid to her legs.
Taking a step back he looked around to make sure what would happen. Everything seemed to be in place. There was no traffic and no pedestrians around for her to hit when she panicked. Jason walked about 20 feet behind the bug and yelled "GO."
The bug was accelerating away from him and traveled about another 200 feet when Jason heard the brakes squealing. "Hah Hah Hah…I bet she will be sooooo lost. No clothes, lid glued to her legs, and no explanations. Serves her right!"
The short walk back to his apartment gave him time to ponder his next moves. His thought processes were in overdrive with all the things he could do. First, he thought, I am hungry. Jason decided to go out and eat a good breakfast. He loved the blueberry pancakes down at the local Hi-Op restaurant. After taking another shower and putting on some jeans and a t-shirt, he began his short 10 block walk to the eatery. About half way there, a question popped into Jason’s mind. "How am I gonna pay for breakfast?" Crap…in all the excitement he hadn’t planned any way to get some cash.
Taking a 2 block detour, he came face to face with Fells Wargo Natural Bank. Grabbing the door handle he threw his head back and yelled "STOP." Jason didn’t know if he would ever get used to the loss of sound the instant he stopped time. He took a deep breath and opened the door of the bank and stepped inside. The plush carpet and stained oak counters looked very stately indeed.
This bank was known as the richest bank in the county. And since it was one of only 3 banks in the whole county, he figured the rumors were correct. The bank Jason used, BillyBob Bank, would fit into the right wing of the lobby of this one. Jason walked up to the counter closest to him and peered over the edge. The teller had her cash drawer closed.
"Hmmm," he mumbled, "how do I do this?"
He knew that he was about to rob a bank. His heart was thumping in his chest making him feel almost faint. But he realized that there was no way he would get caught as long as he kept his hands off of stuff so no fingerprints would be found. He looked down the row of tellers to see which one might have a drawer open. The third teller to his right was apparently reaching into her drawer when Jason froze time.
"BINGO!" Jason exclaimed. He stepped up the two steps which put him behind the teller counter and walked over to the opened cash drawer. Jason wasn’t extremely greedy and had no desire to take all the cash available to him, so he simply grabbed a few hundred dollar bills and some twenty’s and stuffed them into his pocket. It felt good to have some cash again.
As Jason turned to walk away, he happened to notice the teller he took the cash from had some pretty good looking legs. He stopped and took a better look at her. She was rather plain at first glance. He supposed the glasses and hairstyle had something to do with that. He reached out and took the glasses off, and then took the scrunchy from her hair and shook it lightly so it would fall down.
"Much better sweetie. You look quite lovely today." Jason grinned as he looked at her. He couldn’t help but see that her mouth was in mid-word forming a very nice "O" with her lips. She had full pouty lips that would be an oral sex lover’s dream. He didn’t know if he was an oral sex lover since he had never had it. "Today if a friggin great day" Jason exclaimed. He slid between the counter and the woman and hopped up onto the surface planting his rear down and positioning himself in front of her. He grabbed the pull tab of his jeans and slid the zipper down, reached in and took hold of his cock and pulled it out. It was beginning to swell with the anticipation of what was to come. Jason wasted no time in putting his hand behind her head and bending her neck in a slightly downward position. Then he exerted some pressure to the back of her head, forcing it down to his growing member. Her mouth could not have been in a more perfect position for face-fucking.
The "O" of her lips were just slightly smaller than his hardening cock. He pressed a little harder and her lips began encircling his rod. It was almost too tight, but since his cock was now pretty firm it forced her lips to spread just a little. Perfect. Not too tight and not too loose. And it felt damn fine in there. Jason kept pushing until he felt the head of his dick pressing into the back of her throat.
"No need to stop there" he said in almost a whisper and continued to push. He did not let up until his cock was buried all the way down her gullet. Her nose was pressed hard against the hair surrounding his pubic area. Jason stopped pushing. He simply held her there as he felt the glorious sensation of having his fuck-stick rammed totally down her oral cavity. For several seconds Jason sat there with his hand on the back of her head. His cock was now a raging pole of sensation. He grabbed her hair and began slowly moving her head side to side. That did not last long. The passion of the moment was quickly building within him to overload proportions. He lifted her head about half way up his cock, then quickly burried it to the hilt again. Over and over he rammed her head down on his throbbing cock. Over and over he thrust up his hips in an attempt to bury it even further if it were possible. He had his first real sex about an hour ago, and now he was having his first blowjob. He figured this was probably as good as it gets. How many women could he have begged enough to give him oral sex would be able to take it so far down their throats and not have to breathe? This time, Jason lasted much longer. The edge had been taken off by his fuck a little while ago, and it would take a little more time for him to cum. His arms were starting to get a little bit weary, but he didn’t slow down one little bit. He rammed and rammed her throat over his cock. Faster and faster he pistoned her head as he drew nearer to his climax.
"Yeah, take it babe. Take it. Gobble up my load." Jason was now on the brink of spurting his cream rapidly down her throat. The woman’s hair was whipping his belly over and over as he jack hammered her head up and down on his pulsing cock. And then it hit. He felt his balls contract deep into his sack and stay there for several seconds until the first spasm hit. Spurt after spurt of his juice was now coating her throat as Jason came hard. He shoved down hard on the back of her head to force the full length of his shaft into her. He held her head still while he continued to spew his load. Once Jason was done with her, he got off the counter and put his equipment away. He looked at the woman to see what kind of mess he had made, but saw nothing. His come had gone so far down her throat that not a single drop was visible on her lips. "I wonder how she is gonna react when I unfreeze her. I’ll bet she will wonder where that funny taste in her throat came from. HAHAHAHA!" Jason chuckled.
Now that he was satisfied and had enough money for breakfast, Jason decided it was time to get something to eat. He walked to the exit and stepped out onto the sidewalk. Turning around and looking through the door to watch the woman’s reaction, Jason yelled out "GO." He saw the woman slightly choke for a second then clear her throat and smack her lips with an expression of curiosity on her face.
"Man, this is the life" he said to himself. Jason was shown to his table and took the menu offered by the waitress. He ordered his coffee and began looking at the selections. He had never realized how hungry a little sex can make you, especially so early in the day. Everything looked good. The combo omelet, the ‘Big Ole Breakfast’ with all the trimmings, the blueberry pancakes, the Texas style French toast, all sounded wonderful. The waitress came with his coffee and placed it in front of him.
"What’ll it be today?" she asked with pen and pad in hand ready to scribble her abbreviations.
"Ma’am, I am extremely hungry today. I think I will have the blueberry pancakes with lots of whipped cream, 3 eggs over easy, an order of hash browns, 4 of your famous smoked sausage patties, some blueberry syrup, and a large glass of milk."
The waitress scribbled several lines of gibberish and replied "Will that be all?"
Jason noticed the name tag that was hap-hazardly pinned to her blouse announcing her as ‘Betsy’.
"Yeah, Betsy, I think that will cover it." He watched Betsy turn and saunter toward the kitchen with those quick little steps waitresses with lots of customers are known for. He glanced at her legs and was quite surprised to see the bulge of her calf muscles flexing with her strides. "She has either walked a million miles, or was an athlete in her previous life. The years haven’t been very good to her" he thought. As he was observing the extra pounds on her buttocks, he noticed a slight commotion coming from the cashiers desk near the exit.
He couldn’t quite hear the words being spoken by the fancy dressed ‘uppity’ looking bitch as she was arguing about her check. About the only thing Jason could tell was that this snooty broad was being totally unreasonable. "Probably all ticked off over 13 cents. Hell, she could probably buy the place but all she wants to do is show everybody how high class she is" Jason thought. An idea crossed his mind. Immediately Jason’s lips formed the smile that stayed on his face for several minutes. As a young man, he had many times laid in bed at night and fantasized about being able to control women or stop time or be invisible. Every time this occurred, he masturbated and shot off like a cannon. The now familiar stirring in his loins caused Jason to reach under the table and adjust his manhood to allow it to expand without discomfort. He took a good sip of his coffee, sat the cup down, swallowed, and yelled out "STOP!"
Jason looked around the room to see the everyone was frozen in place. The family in the booth to his right was quite a comical sight. Mom and Dad with the forlorn look on their faced that comes from being annoyed by their juvenile kids. The kids tormenting each other with practiced skill. Another waitress was pouring a coffee refill at the table to his left and the steam was suspended along with the liquid. Jason casually rose from his seat and walked over to the cashiers stand.
The bitch in front of him was dressed to the nines as if she had just come from or just going to a major stockholder meeting the she was the speaker of. "What to do..What to do" Jason mused. He walked behind the cashier stand and looked on the shelf below the register, finding exactly what he was hoping. Grabbing the scissors, he walked back around to the bitch. His first thought was to remove her underwear. He was pretty hungry, so he didn’t want to waste much time. He grabbed the button of her blouse that was even with her bustline and unbuttoned it with surprising ease. Next, Jason took the center of her bra and lifted it out away from her body using the scissors to snip it in two. He moved around behind her and pulled her blouse up out of her skirt and unclasped the bra. Then he reached up under her blouse and pulled hard on the straps that went over the woman’s shoulder, cutting them quickly. Jason removed the remnants of the once pretty brazier and threw them into the trash container behind the counter. He then returned to the woman and lifted up her black wool skirt. Running his hands up both sides of her thighs, he grabbed a handful of material and yanked downward. Down came her panties, and the right side of her slip.
A second trip up her thighs revealed her bare skin. Jason’s hand lingered on her ass for a moment, but he thought better of exploring any more so he didn’t have to wash his hands before returning to eat his breakfast. He grabbed the left side if her slip and pulled it down to her ankles with the rest of the silky material that was gathered there. He lifted one foot at a time and completely removed her slip and panties. Jason noticed how plain and simple the undergarments were. "Man, for a hooty-tooty rich bitch, she wears shit for lingerie." Jason thought. Not wanting to dally, he set forth the rest of his plan. Jason carefully gathered a little bit of blouse material at the area where her nipple had made little bumps. Folding the material in very small amounts, he used the scissors to snip off just a little bit of fabric. When he let it go, he was pleased to see that most of her nipple was now exposed to any onlooker. He then made the other side match, wondering how long it would take before she realized how exposed she was.
"Now for the final touches" he giggled. Jason hadn’t had this much fun, other than the events of today, in his life. He started wandering around the restaurant seeking a few items that would suit his purpose. Jason didn’t have much love for women, other than the sexual pleasure he could derive from them. All his life, he had been slapped around, ignored, made fun of, and generally looked down upon by women. He thrilled at this chance to be just a little bit mean. After a few laps around the dining area, he strode into the kitchen still looking for just the right objects. "YES" he exclaimed. Jason had spotted, hanging to the left of the greasy grill, a 2 foot long smoked sausage. Uncut. Just hanging there by a string waiting to be sliced up and grilled. "The specialty of the house, commin up!" Jason had to laugh out loud at that one. As he walked back up toward the cashier counter, he saw the little drink stand used by the waitresses to get water, ice, soda pop, and tea for the patrons. His eyes centered on the ice machine. "Ice for the Ice Queen" he thought. Jason was not….yet….a cruel man, only a man who was bitter against women and any persons who thought they were better than everyone else. So Jason took the ice scoop filled with ice, the sausage from the kitchen, and stopped by the last table on his way to the bitch and took a pat of butter from the little dish. He sat the ice scoop down on the counter and took the pat of butter and began massaging the sausage for lubrication. Jason again smiled as he lifted the woman’s skirt from the back and aligned the sausage with the woman’s anus.
Ever so slowly he pushed. He pushed inch after inch of the breakfast meat into the woman’s rectum until he felt too much resistance. Only about 5 inches of the sausage remained outside. Thinking quickly, Jason went to the trash can and removed the remnants of the woman’s bra. He used the cashier’s pencil and shoved it through the sausage, leaving a couple of inches on each side of the pencil exposed. He then hooked the straps around the pencil and pulled hard enough to make the straps reach around to the front of her waist. There, he tied the straps together and tested his work. The elasticity of the straps were perfect, keeping constant pressure on the meat and keeping it in her ass. Jason noticed that after her skirt was lowered, it looked like she was taking a crap as the sausage made a big lump in the skirt.
"What the heck" Jason thought. He took the scissors and cut a hole just big enough for the sausage to be exposed, stopping short of the pencil, so that all he could see was the end of the sausage sticking out like a backward cock. Jason was running out of patience. He was famished and really wanted his breakfast. So as a last added touch, he took 4 of the ice cubes from the scoop laying on the counter and, one-by-one, pushed them inside the bitch’s pussy. He turned and walked back to his table and sat down.
"GO"
Jason hadn’t counted on the strength of the woman’s scream. Nor did he properly estimate the speed at which she ran out the door and down the street. He was a little disappointed, figuring she would have ran through the restaurant seeking the bathrooms so he could watch her face and see his handiwork.
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