CHAPTER 23

She resumed a quick, almost frantic pace, her hips bucking against her hand, her tongue licking her lips. I resumed my pace as well, my hand gripping my cock tightly just under the head. I looked into Jasmine's face and I sensed she was very, very close. She quickly nodded to me several times, then looked down at her hand which was now flying across her pussy. I began to relentlessly pump my cock, I knew she was ready. Suddenly she arched her back, her head flung back, her mouth open, her body shaking.

"Nowwwwwwwwwwwww, now wwwwwwwwww.", she cried out.

That was all it took. I looked back at her and her eyes were glued to my cock as her body was shaking and convulsing, riding wave after wave of pleasure. I felt the first stream of semen leap from my cock and shoot into the air. Several more ropes blasted from the end of my cock, spraying the interior of the truck. The sight of my thick, white cum sent her reeling into a second, quick powerful orgasm, unintelligible sounds coming from her throat. I continued to pump my cock, the remaining semen flowing over my hand and on to my thighs. I leaned back against the seat, my mind reeling from my explosive orgasm, trying to catch my breath. I felt Jasmin's hand on my cock, moving mine away, her fingers wrapping around my shaft. She began to slowly stroke me, milking the last few drops of cum that were remaining in my shaft. She leaned over and kissed me gently, her tongue parting my lips and probing my mouth. She continued to kiss me deeply as she pumped my cock in a steady rhythm, her hand gripping me with just the right pressure. She pulled away from my lips, her eyes once again locked on mine.

"You ok ?", she giggled.

"Yes, I am just fine.", I replied.

An hour later we were parked in Jasmin's driveway, her head on my shoulder as I held her close to me. We talked about the upcoming prom and next week's festivities. I walked her to the door and kissed her goodnight, watching her go in and lock the door behind her.

I was still in bed the next morning when my cell phone rang on the nightstand. I reached over and answered it while still half asleep.

"Hey you, what are you doing ?", Jasmin asked.

"Sleeping.", I answered.

"Get your lazy butt out of bed Mister. Come over and see me.", she laughed.

"Ok, in a while, let me take a shower and eat.", I answered.

I met up with Jasmin a few hours later and we spent most of the day together just hanging out. Jasmin was easy to be with, she was very down to earth, nothing superficial about her at all. She was incredibly sexy, that was evident the night before in my truck when she masterbated in front of me. She was very self confident and independent, I really liked being with her, I just had to be very cautious due to the fact I would be leaving town in a few months. I did not want to lead Jasmin on, then have to be the bad guy and leave her hanging. We decided to go out again that night, just to the diner and have a bite to eat. While we were sitting there, I decided to bring the subject up.

"Jazzy, you know I will be leaving town in a few months, right ?", I asked.

"Yep, everyone does. Why ?", she answered.

"I just want you to know that I think you're really great, but I don't expect anything from you while I am gone.", I stated, "I will probably not be home much the first year or two, at least that's what they tell me."

"I know silly, don't worry about it, we are having a good time now, that's all that matters.", she whispered, squeezing my hand tightly.

Jasmin already had a job lined up at the local bank, she would be going to school at night. She wanted to pursue a career in banking as her mother had. She started her new job in August, she had already tested and been accepted in the training program. I would be leaving around the middle of August myself.

Our last day of school was the following Wednesday, there was an informal party in the gym for the seniors and the teachers, kind of a farewell thing. The prom on Saturday night was the hottest topic, everyone had made plans, anticipation was very high. While I was standing there talking to Devon about football, Courtney walked up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. I could tell by Devon's reaction, it was bad news. I turned to see my ex-girlfriend standing there, a blank look on her face.

"So, I hear you're going to the prom after all. And with a good friend of mine. Nice move.", she snapped.

"Court, I don't want to fight or argue. Really I don't.", I said in a low tone.

"You deliberately asked a friend of mine to try and get back at me, didn't you ?", she demanded.

"No Court, I didn't. In fact, I never planned on going to be honest with you. Jasmin asked me, if you have to know. But why does it matter to you anyway ?", I inquired.

"It really doesn't, I hope you have a good time.", she huffed.

"I hope you have a great time too, Court. I really do, I have no hard feelings toward you at all.", I stated.

I could see instantly that my words had caught her off guard, I could see her swallow hard, her eyes tearing up a bit. She hesitated for a second, then turned and walked away just as suddenly as she had appeared.

The rest of the week was filled with last minute errands getting ready for the big night. As I came out of my room and entered the kitchen, Ashley saw me in a tuxedo for the first time.

"Oh Brian, you look so handsome. Come here let me look at you.", she said excitedly.

She pulled and pinched my clothing, until she had everything just as she wanted it. For a second we were standing extremely close, I could feel her breath on my face. She smelled so good, I felt my stomach roll over once, it was extremely awkward. I think she might have sensed it as well because she quickly stepped back away from me, her hand running through her hair.

"You look great... I hope you have a great time, just please be careful.", she warned.

"I will Ashley, you know me.", I answered.

I arrived at Jasmine's house about six o'clock, rang the bell and was greeted by her Mother.

"Why Brian, you look absolutely wonderful, please come in.", she said.

"Thank you Mrs. Thomas, I feel very uncomfortable though.", I answered.

She laughed softly, putting her hand on my back and guiding me into their family room where her husband was watching TV. He got up quickly upon seeing me enter the room.

"Hello Brian, how are you son ?", he asked, extending his hand.

"I'm fine sir, thank you.", I answered.

He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to the sofa next to him, asking me to sit down. He reached for the remote control and lowered the volume on the television set, then turned back to me.

"Brian, I know this is a big night for the both of you. We have not set a curfew for Jasmin, all we ask is that you be careful.", he started.

"I have heard that you do not drink, that you're a very responsible young man, that's all I am asking of you.", he finished.

"We will not be drinking anything tonight Mr. Thomas, you have my promise on that. I will bring her home safe and sound.", I replied.

"I know you will soon.", he said, patting my shoulder.

He stood up and reached into his pocket, pulling out a roll of money and extending it to me.

"Here, I want the both of you to have a very nice time.", he said.

"No sir, I can't do that. I have money, we will be fine sir, but thank you very much.", I responded.

He shrugged his shoulders and placed the money back into his pocket, sitting back down on the sofa. Several minutes passed before Jasmin walked into the room, stopping just inside the door. She looked absolutely stunning, her hair was curled up on her head, long ringlets hanging down to her shoulders. She had on a peach colored formal dress with thin spaghetti straps and black heels. She certainly looked a lot older than her eighteen years. I got up and walked over to her, handing her the corsage Ashley had purchased for me. Her mother helped her open the box, then placed it on her daughter's wrist. We took several obligatory pictures before we left for the next town.