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Brian arrived at the nicest house on the block, a medium-sized Victorian complete with a large fenced in patio and a two car garage, at exactly seven-thirty. He was dressed in a classic black tuxedo that would be sported by most of the guys, and if not a few of the girls, in his class tonight. The corsage had been selected to match her dress: blue, in various shades. He waited patiently on her burgundy living room couch, her father staring at him with knowing brown eyes, and her mother snapping pictures when he wasn't looking and tittering all the while. He wasn't aware of the picture he made, in the tailor made tuxedo, because his mind was conjuring images of her in her dress. He hadn't been allowed to see it. All he knew was that it was blue. She'd wanted to surprise him the day of, and although he'd wondered daily, he was willing to wait, knowing that it would be worth it.
"So, you'll have her home by one?"
Michael Collins was an intimidating man with his big build, thick eyebrows and granite features. He looked like he was a bodyguard or a soldier, and Brian figured that at some point in his life, before he went into real estate and made a name for himself, the man probably was. As Brian had been over to the house countless times he'd grown accustomed to Michael. After the first time, when Brian had been about thirteen and Michael had decided the scare the wits out of him by cleaning a gun in front of him, Brian was now ready for anything. He still wasn't fond of the gun collection that hung proudly in the living room though. He'd seen Michael look at the thing numerous times since he was sitting here.
"I will have her home by twelve fifty," Brian replied good-naturedly, and watched as a reluctant smile broke out on Michael's lips.
"You better," Michael grumbled only to have Yvonne, his date's beautiful mother, slap her husband on the arm. His date looked much like her mother, with her smooth milk chocolate complexion, her lithe body, her graceful features, delicately hardcore blowjobs arched eyebrows to frame almond shaped eyes, and a small but lovely nose to fit perfectly with the rest of her features. Their lips were slightly different because while Yvonne's lips were full, Crystal's were slightly thinner and seemed curved permanently in a natural smile. She also had her mother's tall and loosely athletic build.
Brian looked towards the stairs and then at the silver faced watch across his wrist. Where was she?
"Mom!" her voice came from upstairs and Yvonne blonde blowjob passed him a glance before rushing up the stairs, down the hallway and to the free blowjob clips last door on the left—her room. It seemed so formal that he was down here when he'd been in her room so many times in the past. For projects, for homework, because he hadn't wanted to go home to an empty house.
"Women," he heard Michael mutter, although he smiled happily as he watched his wife bounce up the stairs. Brian did not have to follow his gaze to know where he was looking. He'd looked at that very same part of his daughter time and time again.
"Oh wow," Michael suddenly said, his eyes filling with warmth as he stood. Brian stood and turned around, forgetting for a second to breath.
Oh wow was right.
Crystal stood at the top of the staircase, her usually straightened hair curled becomingly to frame her face and run down her back, her makeup flawless, the dress hugging curves that he'd suspected but hadn't been sure of until now. It was a thin strapped, high waist dress of different shades of blue, which clinched under her breasts and then flowed freely to her dainty feet. She was beautiful.
Crystal began her descent, a bright smile pasted onto her lips as she spotted blonde blowjob him.
"You look—stunning," he told her honestly, staring into those deep brown eyes that he'd dreamt of numerous times. She lowered her eyes modestly, and Brian wondered if she was embarrassed. That was a first for them.
"Erm!" Michael cleared his throat loudly blowjob tutorials and Brian remembered himself. He smiled sheepishly at her and opened the case containing the corsage before placing it around her wrist. She felt warm, and his fingers grazed her wrist for longer than necessary.
"You look beautiful honey," Michael said again and Crystal turned away from him and looked to the man who'd raised her, giving her all the affection he had.
She gave him a loose hug, so as not to crease her dress, and said, "Thanks Dad."
"Alright, time to pose for the pictures and then you guys go enjoy your night," Yvonne said, wiping a small tear from her eye.
"Yea, and be back by twelve fifty," Michael chimed in, causing Yvonne to laugh, Crystal to glare, and Brian to blush, ever so slightly. He had a feeling that Michael knew what was running through his mind. If Crystal were Brian's child, he wouldn't have public blowjobs let her out of facial blowjobs the house with him. Jeez, if he had any children that looked like Crystal, he wasn't letting them out of house.
*********
They danced together for the majority of the prom. He played the perfect gentleman, keeping his hands right above the dip in her back even though he wished it lower, and offering to get her drinks. His friends, which comprised mainly of the kids referred to as the popular kids, shook their heads at him and let them be. Her friends, mostly girls from her advanced classes, the nerds as they were called, did the same. There would be time to discuss in the days to come. Both groups knew of the connection between the two; both groups had learned to accept it or lose a friend.
Brian and Crystal had eyes only for each other. They joked about their childhood, filled with fights, accusations, and pranks, and when their stares became too long, they brought up anything to lessen the tension. It was such a moment, and Brian was holding Crystal in his arms, a slow song was playing, while other dancers surrounded them. Brian's eyes lowered to her lips. Crystal licked her lips and prepared to say something that would bring her friend's eyes back to hers. She barely gotten a syllable out before his firm lips captured hers and he was pulling her against the solidness of his body.
Crystal kissed him back, feeling warmth spread through her body, and her stomach fluttered nervously. Brian, her crush, who'd seen her as nothing but a friend until senior year while she'd pined after him with her friends. Brian, gorgeous dark-haired Brian who'd had his selection of any girl because he was perfectly formed and wore confidence like a second skin. It didn't help that he was an active member of both the track and football teams. She pulled away, her breathing more intense.
Brian stared into her eyes and then he began to speak. He was apologetic. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."
Crystal nodded but a smile reassured him that she wasn't upset. They finished the dance and stepped to the side. He was about to say something when someone approached him, tapping him on the shoulder.
He recognized her immediately. An ex-girlfriend. She was dressed in a dark yellow gown that clashed with the spray tan that she wore. She smiled brightly at him.
"Can I have a dance?" she asked, looking from him to Crystal, who was staring at them both with an unreadable expression. Brian turned to her and she shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "Yea, go ahead. I'll just hang out with some friends. Yea...yea go."
The ex didn't need to be told twice. She grabbed Brian's arm and began to pull him away.
"I'll find you," Brian called to her and Crystal smiled although it didn't reach her eyes and headed for the punch bowl. What did she expect, that he young blowjobs would be at her side all night? She sighed. Brian had friends, more of the female oral sex tips variety than male, and they weren't going to allow her to have him all to herself—best friend or no, date or no.
She'd procured her punch and was looking around for her friends, any of them who weren't occupied, when he approached. Terrance Walker. A smile was on his face, his eyes were on her. He was dressed in a white tuxedo with a light blue tie and blue under vest.
"Hey, we match," was what he said as soon as he came to stand next to her. She chuckled. "Yes. I knew you were stalking me the minute I saw that tux."
Terrance laughed. "So, you've been watching me, huh?"
She gave him a mock glare and tossed her head, shaking her curls. "You wish."
His hazel greens became serious for a slight moment as he said, "I do" before he laughed again.
Terrance was one of her friends. Brian didn't like him. He didn't like Brian. Whenever she hung out with one, the other was not around. Or if the other was Brian, she was soon dragged away from Terrance and quite embarrassed for her friend. She understood it. Brian had the persona of a rock-star, he loved the crowds, loved the attention, didn't quite respect academics. Terrance was smart, calm, easy to speak to, and had a sense of humor similar to her own. Her friends had always asked her why she hadn't agreed to date him when he'd asked her sophomore year. They knew the answer how to give oral sex but they kept rubbing it in her face to let her know that they thought her foolish.
"So, what's a pretty lady doing by herself on prom night?" he asked, pouring punch for himself.
"Waiting for my date to come and collect me," she told him easily, smiling all the while.
Terrance chuckled and drank his punch. "Well, I'm sure he won't mind hentai blowjob me stealing you away for a dance now."
She downed the punch and shook her head. "Of free oral sex movie course not. I've always wanted to see if you're as good as you say you are on the dance floor."
He took her hand in his, and stared down at her. "I am. I'll prove it to you."
********
Brian returned his ex to her date and looked around for Crystal. She wasn't where he'd left her and she wasn't by the punch bowl. He looked around again, and his eyes caught horse blowjob sight of the white tuxedo that shined like a beacon in the dark club. Before him, wrapped in his arms, was Crystal. She looked content, and was smiling and conversing easily with Terrance.
He felt his ire rise. Terrance was an asshole. He hid it well but Brian knew for a fact that Terrance was an asshole. He'd done at least three of the girls that Brian knew dirty. Not that Brian was a saint, but he didn't pretend to be one. The girls jumping into bed with him knew beforehand whether he wanted them for more than a quick lay. And most of the times, he didn't. Terrance put on a guise to all girls, and it seemed like it was working with Crystal. Well, he wasn't going to have it. Not now, not ever, and especially not tonight.
Brian walked over to them and pulled Crystal into his arms. She shrieked ever so slightly and then relaxed, before lifting her head and glaring up at him. He smiled down at her and then lifted his eyes to Terrance. A raised eyebrow said what he wouldn't voice in front of her. Terrance glared at him, a snarl curled his lips, and then he walked off. Crystal tried to pull away from him, probably to go after Terrance but he tightened his hold on her.
"You know what? You're a big hypocrite!" Crystal suddenly whispered harshly.
"Why? Because I refuse to let Terrance fill your free blowjobs head with bullshit and then leave you broken as he does all the girls he goes after?" was the quick response.
She stopped moving and they stared at each other as the disco lights passed over them.
"No! Because you leave to dance with your ex-girlfriend and when I dance with a friend, you act like I belong to you. That's the hypocritical part. What you did just now only proved that you're a big jerk!" She pushed against his chest and Brian released her.
Running his hand through his thick black hair, Brian shook his head and turned in the opposite direction. He needed a drink. And not the punch that they were serving here. Where were his friends anyway?
********
The prom was over.
The title of prom queen had gone to one of the cheerleaders—Amber or something like that. He'd barely paid attention. He was standing with Brad, who'd been his buddy since they were in diapers due to his father knowing Brad's family, and who was as fair as he was dark. Where Brian had black hair, Brad was blond. Where Brian had dark blue eyes, Brad had light green eyes that sometimes freaked his friend out. Together, the two drew the attention of most girls and women were ever they went. Brian had the looks of some redeemed devil, dark and wicked; Brad the looks of a sinful angel. Brad also knew how Brian felt about Crystal and was the only one he allowed to tease him about it.
"So, are you two going to homemade blowjob have that special prom night?" Brad asked easily, watching as the girls on the dance floor hugged and fawned over each other. The dancing was over so now came the crying and hugging. Some things you just had to accept. Girls will be girls and boys will be boys.
Brian tossed a glare at his friend and went back to drinking the punch, which had another ingredient in give you a blowjob it thanks to Brad.
"I guess that's a no," Brad replied, not thrown in the least. "Maria and I are heading over to a hotel. She wanted this time to be special, you know? As if the other times weren't special enough. I think that I would have been offended at that if I wasn't such a chill guy."
This time, Brian shook his head at his friend and then a reluctant smile touched his lips.
"You two are insane," he told Brad, referring to the numerous times that Maria had actually told him, as he listened unwillingly of how great Brad was in bed. As if he cared, but she seemed to want him to know.
"Yea, there she is now," Brad said, indicating the tall beauty walking to them in a black and white ball gown. If Brian was honest, despite her quirks, Maria was one of the prettiest women he'd ever seen. She was somewhere behind Crystal but as Crystal was high on his list, that was a good thing. Her long curly black hair had been straightened and caught up atop her head in a very conservative, yet chic do. She looked like something out of a magazine.
"Brian!" she squealed and threw herself into his arms. He held out one hand to avoid adding the color red to her gown. "I can't believe I'm not going to see you every day anymore. I'm going to miss you."
Nodding, Brian looked to Brad, hoping that his friend got the hint and disentangled her. Chuckling, Brad threw back his drink, tossed the cup and then offered Maria another chest to latch on to. She was only happy to do so.
"Alright, I'll catch you later," Brad told him, holding Maria around the waist and leading her towards the exit.
"Yea," Brian called after his friend and then scanned the crowd for Crystal. Where was she? He looked at his watched. It was already eleven.
"I'm ready to go," he heard her voice say from behind him, and turned to see her standing with her arms crossed and her lips tight. She was still angry gay blowjob with him.
"Alright," he sighed, indicating the exit. "Let's go."
********
"You don't have to be home until one," Brian began, staring across at Crystal as she gazed out of the limo's window. "It's only twelve now."
Crystal turned around to glare at him but as she took in those familiar blue eyes, she sighed. A rueful smile touched her lips. "What do you want to do, Brian? And it better not be anything illegal because I'm not getting into trouble for you again."
Brian let out a relieved laugh. She wasn't angry with him anymore and thank goodness for that because Crystal could sure hold a mean grudge. Like in eighth grade, when he, Brad and a few friends had thrown water balloons with colored water at Crystal and her girlfriends—she hadn't spoken to him for months after that. It had taken a public apology that had embarrassed the hell out of him, for her to forgive him. Thank God eighth grade was the last grade in junior high. His embarrassment had only last a month, and then there had been high school, new territory.
"No, nothing illegal. I was just thinking that we could drive up to the beach, and sit there for a while. Just relax."
"You? Relax?" Crystal seemed shocked and he didn't blame her. He wasn't the type of guy to suggest something so tame but teen blowjobs there was nothing else that they could do together except for that. They could go skinny-dipping but he had a feeling that she wouldn't be up for it—not this time anyway, especially as she'd gone through the trouble of making herself look very beautiful tonight.
"Yes me. And yes relax. I just want a few more minutes to hang out with my best friend."
"If that isn't the sweet—."
"Don't say it, you're going to make me sound like a wimp." As she laughed, Brian lowered the window that separated them from the driver and told him to take them towards the beach.
"You're not a wimp, Bri. Not even close," Crystal told him in an attempt to assuage his supposedly damaged pride. He shook his head and put his hand over his heart.
She chuckled and then laughed loudly. "You're such a free blowjob movies drama queen."
"And that's supposed to make me feel better, eh?"
********
The limo parked in the space reserved for lovers who wished to look out at the sea from the protective interior of a car, and Brian and Crystal stepped from it and walked down to the sandy plains. It was cold and she could not prevent the shivers that raced through her body. Brian pulled his jacket off and placed it over her shoulders. She smiled and pulled it closer to her body, inhaling the scent of his cologne.
"So, you excited to get out of this little ole town?" he asked, ignoring the biting chill of the wind as it easily seeped through his shirt.
Crystal shrugged her shoulders and said lightly, "I guess. It'll be good to be in another state, in a city. Are you excited to leave?"
"Yea, sure. It should be fun. I just wish we weren't going so far from each other."
She stopped and turned to him, a smile playing on her lips. "Oh, you'll miss me, huh? I thought you didn't need anyone, Brian."
He smirked and shook his head at her. It was so like Crystal to bring up something he'd told her years ago, when they were in junior high school and she'd first tried to befriend the new kid.
"Well, I found that I do. You got a problem with that?" he asked mildly. She shook her head and ran a hand over his arm.
"Nope, not even a little one."
Brian stared at her for a long moment, taking in her features as cast by the moonlight, and then he felt something possess him, and he leaned forward, as he'd done during the prom. He didn't surprise her completely, by moving fast. She was given time to turn away, to protest, to knock him back to Earth. She did neither. Her lips parted in invitation. Her lids lowered in anticipation. Their lips met, and his arm slipped about her waist to pull her into his body. The kiss lasted for many minutes as they clung to each other, reveling in taste and feel, wondering if they'd waited too long to act on their feelings.
Crystal pulled away first, and then she looked away from him, fidgeting with his jacket as she did so. Brian straightened himself slowly, his gaze on her.
He turned to look at the water, and then nodded slowly.
"Come on, I'll take you home," he told her quietly. She nodded, refusing to make eye contact with him, and then preceded him to the limo.
Once there, she gave him his jacket and Brian gave the driver directions back to her place. No one spoke for a few minutes and then Crystal suddenly shifted and turned on him. He looked in her direction and lifted a brow when he noticed that she was upset.
"Why now?" she demanded. "Why now? Why not freshmen year or sophomore year or even junior year?"
Brian shook his head and squinted at her. "What are you talking about, Crystal?"
"Why are you suddenly attracted to me? Do you best free blowjob video clips have some sort of bet going with Brad or Alex?" His eyes widened at that and she blinked angrily at him. "Is that it? Are you—?"