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 It was a cold night, the air was crisp with the scent of the uncoming
winter as the first snowflakes of the season dusted the ground.  The snow
had been falling steadily for a few hours, and was making it hard for her
to drive.  It wasn't just the snow though, it was him...

   "why does he have to act like this all the time?  What is wrong with me?
Why can't I make him happy?" she thought to herself as they drove on in
silence.  Silence, it seemd was somtimes best, better then yelling.  They
always argued about the most trivial things, and yet the arguments could
drag on and boy did he like to argue.

   Finally they arived at the party, and they put on thier happy faces as
she took him around and introduced him to her friends.  He was a little on
edge not knowing anyone, and hungry hoping the food would be deacent.  He
made idle chatter with the people she intoduced him to.  They were seated
and, work related announcemnts were made as he let his eyes wander around
the room.

   "why can't I find someone like her" he thought as he looked at the
charming brunet in the striped shirt.  Not that the girl he came with
wasn't pretty, but over the past few weeks he had grown bored of thier
relationship he wanted to find somone who could keep his interest. 
Finally, the prayer was said and the food was set on the table.

   "Not bad" he thought to himself, as he ate a few plates of the free
spagetti and meatballs.  The secret santa part of the evening was next.  He
had given her a hard time in the car about the gift she was brining becuase
she had neglected to take the price tags off of the items in the gift bag.
She knew it was all very trivial, and the secret santa was really just a
big joke for everyone but he had never been to one before and didn't
understand, and as such when he went to re-wrap and remove the price tags
she got angry.

   Finally after an hour or so "secret santa" was over.  She had gotten her
token gift and after a little more idle chatter they were both ready to go
home.  She thanked all of her associates, and bosses; and as they walked
towards the door she grabbed his hand.  It was nice and warm, larger then
hers, she loved it when he held her hand it made her feel all warm inside.

   Thoes warm feelings soon subsided though when he interjected that he
thought it would be best if he drive her car.

   "Why does he have to treat him like a little kid all the time" she
thought to herself.  At ninteen she had been "around the block" and had her
fair share of expirences.  She didn't need a boyfriend to boss her around
even if he was six years older then her, he wasn't her parent.  Stubbornly
she told him that nobody was allowed to drive her car other then her.

   This caused another cascading series of argumnets that served to once
again put a wall between them.  He wanted her to come back home and spend
the night with him, he didn't want to sleep alone and he knew she would
comfort him on a cold night like this.  At least he hoped they could have
sex before she went home, as much as he hated her leaving right after like
she always did.

   Thinking about this made him a bit angry, angry that he couldn't have
all of her to himself all the time.  Angry, that she wouldn't lie to her
parents and say she was spending the night at a friends house.  Angry, that
he would have to go back on the promise he made to himself not to have sex
with her unless she spent the night.  At this point he decided that at the
very least he was going to fuck her hard that night, even if she didn't
like it.

   When they got back to his house he was mean and distant the whole time,
focusing on setting up his new stereo.  Time that she felt should be spent
sitting and talking to her.  He didn't want to talk, he was angry and the
chore was a good distraction and a way for him to cool off.  There was no
way he was going to get her in the sack unless he could calm himself down a
bit.

   After finshing connecting all the wires, and putting in a CD they sat
and listened to some music for a bit and talked a little.  She didn't feel
much like warming up to him, he wasn't very plesant to be around that
evening.  She thought about the arguments they had in the car, and how he
was going to give her a hard time becuase she wanted to go home.  She knew
it would be worse if they had sex.  He motioned a few times towards her and
tried to get her to loosen up, but she was steadfast, she didn't want to
spend the night, not tonight at least.

   Finally, after sitting and not saying much they went upstairs to his
room to "talk".  He was mean and rude, and she was cold and distant, but
they were both horny as they had not had a chance to get together in a few
days.  She decided to let him cuddle her, and kiss him a little.  She
really loved kissing him, it made her feel like it felt when she held his
hand all warm inside, and then on fire...  espically between her thighs,
and she knew that was what he wanted.

   He started to take her clothes of, but she pushed him away, he was
moving way to fast.  She said had to go to the bathroom, and left him with
his erection.  She got up and padded downstairs, as he prepaired the bed
for her arival.  She sat on the toilet seat in silence thinking about how
much she liked him, having sex with him, even the thought of having his
baby.  She knew he would not wear protection, and he would want to finish
inside her; she knew she would let him.

   As he laid in bed and waited for her to come back, he thought about how
hard he was going to penetrate her.  How he was going to make her wet, and
accepting and push his body inside of her.  He loved the feeling of being
inside of her, even the fact that she was scared and nervous about getting
pregnant turned him on.  He would pull out if she asked, but if she let him
he would consumate thier intercourse deep inside her wet, warm hole.

   When she got back he gave her more of the same...  jumping on top of her
quickly and feircly.  This wasn't like him, normally he would just do what
he had to do to turn her on and and get himself off inside her, tonight was
quite different.  He kissed her hard on the lips, on the neck and tore her
clothes from her body.  She was wet inside already as he forced a finger
into her hole and rubbed her hard and fast.  She could feel the heat
throught her body, as he kissed his way down her chest and sucked on her
nipples.

   He always made her so wet, he always made her feel so good inside, he
knew what he was doing he understood her body.  Quickly he got between her
legs and forced them apart.  She didn't like the way he was being rough
with her and she pushed him back telling him "no" he stopped and waited
paitently losing some of his harness he drew her legs apart more gently
this time.

   As soon as he was inside though, he let lose putting her legs behind her
ears and penetrating her wet insides with his hot manhood.  She moaned and
rocked back and forth, it had been a while since he had been this feirsom
in bed.  She laid acceptingly on her back, making mewling noises as he gave
her all that he had.  Forcing his meat into her wet hole, and pushing her
legs back harder caused some pain for her, and she cried out "oww that
hurts", but he didn't let up.  Instead he leaned his head next to her hear
and whispered



   "How do you like it, how does it feel, I bet you're pregnant already,
well if you're not I'm going to make you that way" she turned her head
aways, as if to dissaprove, but she knew it was coming and that she didn't
want to stop.  As he slammed her with all he had.  He could feel his orgasm
approaching, he stopped he didn't want to finish yet.

   After a few seconds of holding still he withdrew, and as he did so he
felt himself leak insde of her and smiled.  He then flipped her onto her
stomach, getting between her legs from behind and entering in this
position. He moved back and forth and his penis fell out, he had to reach
down and put it back in, and in doing so he inadvertently rubbed her clit
with his hardon and she moaned.  Finally, he had his shaft back inside of
her.  He put his legs on the outside of hers and used her bottom as a
pivot, rocking back and forth.  he was ready to go, but he stopped got off
and let her get on top.  He knew that she liked it better when she was on
top, and hopfully she would be able to have an orgasm too

   He looked at her body imagning what it would look like in a few months
if he had his way with her.  His hardness penetrated her, and her body
blushed.  She moved up and down and she could tell he was close as his
rhythem picked up.  Letting go of all fear, they moved thier bodys in
unison as she could feel the orgasm overtaking her body.  It was a hard
deep orgasm that made her legs shake and her body quiver, and as she moved
back and forth he emptied himself deep inside her and held her to him. 
This was his favorite part, the part where he pluged her hole up and let
his warm wet liquid flow into her body.  He would move a little to get the
last bits out of his shaft until it would fall out of her hole.

   After a few minutes of laying on top of him she got up and got dressed.
They made a little plesant conversation, some of the only plesant
conversation of the evening.  She left and went home shortly thierafter and
he thought about how much he had enjoyed the sex that evening.  He hated
fighting with her, he just wanted things to be ok...  he hoped things would
be ok...  and so did she.