Message-ID: <382eli9703251827@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/382> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: Jvstin@admin.con2.com Subject: New Jvstin Story: "The Pause that Refreshes"( M/F oral) The Pause that Refreshes A story by Jvstin Freely distributable as long as credit is given ------------------------------------------------------------------- For every tale of horror and danger that occurred during the Great Western Blackout of 1997. there are stories much lighter in tone. The latter happened to me. I was in San Diego that fateful summer evening when the terrorist strike knocked out, albeit temporarily, the entire power grid of the West Coast. I was on vacation, and checking out schools I might transfer to, as I felt I had outgrown the small city college I was currently attending. Athena and I had entered an ATM machine booth near Balboa Park, since I needed some quick cash, and didn't want to go all the way back to my hotel to get it. Athena, and shortening it to Tina is NOT a good thing to say to her, is an old friend of mine who was showing me around the city. She's several years older than me, but still voluptuously gorgeous in her early thirties. I still think her husband was a fool. And, despite the fact that we had sometimes played around on IRC, we were still just friends, not lovers, in real life. I had just gotten out some money and retrieved my card from the machine when the power failed. The lights went out, leaving only the late afternoon sun to illuminate the booth. We could both see out of the booth windows and across the street to the now extinguished lights of a neon sign. We decided to try and go back to her place, not realizing the full extent of what had happened. At least, we tried to open the door. Electrically powered, it, too, had failed when the power went out. It seemed stupid that there wasn't a manual way to open the door, but I guess it was some sort of crime deterrent. It had, however, locked us in. "We won't suffocate" Athena pointed out. Indeed, the room at least was not airtight. We were just more or less prisoners, for a time of unknown duration. We spent the first half hour wondering if the power would go on any minute. A watched pot never boils, and a locked door never opens when you are looking for it and trying it every 2 minutes, either. From the commotion outside, Athena and I began to realize that this blackout was more than a local phenomenon and much more serious than we had first realized. I was almost glad the glass was shatterproof and bulletproof. An hour had gone by, and we had talked and talked, trying to relieve the ennui. I was beginning to grow a bit peckish as well as thirsty. So was my companion. We tried to ignore it, but we HAD been planning to get something to eat and drink after stopping in the ATM booth. That was, of course, an hour an more ago. We had switched to casual subjects when Athena got on her knees on the floor in front of me. I was sitting on the little table with deposit slips,my legs swinging off into the space below. "Umm, what are you doing, Athena?" I asked as she looked up at me with a vixenous smile. "I'm thirsty" she pouted. "I'm going to get a shake." With that, she tugged at my zipper, and reached her hand into my jeans and into the open fold of my boxers. "Athena!" I said, drawing back a bit, considerably shocked. "Hey, Doug, you're not going to deny a lady a drink, are you? Now, how do you turn this thing on?" She had my cock and balls exposed at this point, and the soft touch of her hands was beginning to have an arousing effect on them. I slipped forward again, allowing myself to be seduced by her. "Hmmm" She said, and sucked one of my balls into her mouth, to which my cock responded semaphorically. "Ah, I think I found it" She giggled and then repeated the pleasure on the other, running her tongue over it and then both at the same time. I clenched my hands against the table,awaiting her next move with a moan of pleasure. Athena then ran her tongue up my shaft from the balls to the tip, circling the sensitive cockhead with her tongue. She then looked smiling into my eyes and then took my cock into her mouth with teasing, agonizing slowness, drawing it out. I felt her tongue begin to roam completely around it, a sucking candy in the warm confines of her mouth. She moved my cock in and out of her mouth slowly once it reached it's full length and hardness, treating it like an ice cream pop. I moaned with pleasure. "I'm going to come!" I said. Athena's only response was to take my cock fully into her mouth again and began sucking slowly on it, encouraging me to release. I did not soon disappoint her, as I shot my semen into her waiting mouth. She continued to hold me in her mouth, swallowing and making sure I could feel her throat moving against me. Indeed, as she had told me many times before, she did like the taste and to swallow semen. Athena sucked on it for a little longer as I finally began to soften, finally letting it out of her mouth. "Ah, the Pause that Refreshes!" She laughed and so did I. Athena helped me to zip up and I then took her hands and helped her to her feet, upon which she stepped onto the counter to sit in my lap. She gave me a long kiss, and I tasted my semen on her tongue. When the kiss was finally broken, she leaned her head against my chest and cooed. I sighed. "I've wanted that for a long time" my voluptuous seductress said, her hands firmly holding me behind my back as I was holding her in the same manner. However, before I could come up with a suitable reply, the lights came on, and the door swung open. The blackout was over. We stood on the floor, and her hand insistently found mine to hold. As we left the booth, she nibbled my ear and whispered in a sexy voice. "Let's go back to my place. I hope you are 'thirsty' too, Doug." The drive back to her place seemed to take eternity. The End -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /