Title: Vanilla Author: BorisIvanov Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/7Q3DRz6m First Edit: Wednesday 17th of September 2014 11:01:18 AM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Wednesday 29th of October 2014 06:03:27 PM CDT >It was Six thirty, on Mainstreet. The owners of stores on the busiest lane in town were beginning to close up shop for the day and prepare for a new rush tomorrow.   >But the day couldn't end yet. There were still things that needed to be done.   >The Sunset threatened to ruin everything.   >You looked down at your watch was the minutes ticked by. Your knee began to bounce, a product of the uncertainty of your evening.   >At the very end of Main street you waited faithfully. She'd never let you down before, and you weren't ready to give up on her just yet.   >A growing echo of hard rubber, and panting grew louder as she sped her way down the sidewalk towards you.   >"Anon! Hey! Sorry im late, we gotta hurry though!"   >She greeted you with a big hug as she stopped. She was breathing fast, she had been running for quite some time. Her breasts pressed hard against your chest in that pink-top.   >You squeezed her lovingly around her waist, your palms resting in the small of her back.   >She pecked your cheek and managed to giggle in between breaths.   >"We're still going right? It's not to late is it?"   >She looked at her wrist, event though she wasnt wearing a watch, she rolled her eyes in annoyance at her error.   >"Nope, we've still got time."   >You pulled away and took her by the hand, and the two of you we're off.   >The Target?   >The Other end of Mainstreet.   -----   >The two of you never separated, and your hands remained joined.   >You lead the desperate charge against unprepared and unwitting pedestrians who didnt know the meaning of 'Gang way'   >6:42.   >"Wait. Anon. Wait stop."   >She rested her hands on her knees as she studied the street names at the edge of the block.   >"I think its back that way"   >"What? No, we still have to make it past Sheridan"   >"Dude, we passed that already?"   >"Oh."   >"Come on, I know a shortcut."   >Sunset pulled her hair into a messy ponytail as she grabbed you by the jacket, pulling you down towards an alleyway.   >Your shoes splashed in puddles of stagnant water as the two of you made your way.   >"Oh.... Shit." Sunset slapped her forhead.   >A chainlink fence barred passage further.   >"What time is it? She asked looking up at the translucent rampart.   >"Its 6:50"   >"We've got to go over."   >She was right, there wasnt time to go back now.   >You pressed your back against the fence and squatted down, cupping your hands in between your legs.   >You hardened your body as you flicked your chin upwards towards her.   >"Ill give you a boost."   ----------   >She nodded and raised her knee, placing her boot firmly into your palms   >Her leg lifted her skirt up and out of the way towards you, as she stepped onto your shoulder, allowing a brief and heavenly glimpse at the red panties she had chosen to wear that day.   >The fence rattled as she made her way to the top, clambering with desperation.   >She jumped over and landed on the other side hard, her knees and palms breaking her fall.   >"Eeee! Ouch!"   >She stood up and brushed the dirt from her hands onto her skirt.   >She limped over to the wall of one of the buildings and leaned against it, holding and rubbing her ankle through her jackboot.   >You wasted no time jumping onto the shaky structure and setting down foot on the other side.   >"Sunny? Are you alright?"   >"I dont know... its kind of tender."   >You knew what to do.   >You turned your back to her, and looked behind you. You readied your arms.   >"Hop on."   >You could her a slight gasp escape her lips, she immediately jumped onto your back, squeezing her thighs around your waist. Your fingers interlocked just underneath her booty, allowing for a moderately comfortable seat.   >Sunset threw her arms around you, and locked her hand around her other wrist, clutching your body tight.   >Her lips pressed against the bottom of your ear and smacked quietly.   >And with that you were off.   ----------   >6:58   >You bolted out of the crevice between the two buildings and made a hard right, nearly losing your balance as you jumped out of the way last second at some other couple walking down the street.   >And they had cones of vanilla.   >"Anon! Left!"   >You stopped abruptly and spun around, blowing past the same confused couple.   >"Whats the rush?!"   >The two of you ignored their inquiry as the Parlor came into view at last. The lights inside were still on, however the clerk was nowhere to be seen.   >Sunset jumped off as the door approached, you pulled the door open and held it open for her.   >She breezed past you, the locks of her hair brushing against your nose as she entered.   >Sunset clapped a $10 bill on the counter   >"ICE-CREAM!" she shouted as she held herself up defiantly with both hands on the counter top   >The door of the kitchen swung open immediately, the man behind the counter righted his paperhat as he greeted the two of you with a smile.   >"Hey, sorry about that. I figured we were all done for the night."   >"No problem" She sang back, as her breath began to catch up with her.   >"Well, what can I getcha?"   >"I need two cones, vanilla"   >The man chuckled and prepared the frozen treats. He handed over your trophies and change.   >"Thanks alot, y'all, Have a nice night!"   ----------   >The two of you bathed in the light of a dying streetlamp. The chirping of crickets accompanied by obnoxious licking with the occasional slurp of the creamy delicacy.   >It ran over her fingertips as she licked. She stopped to lick away the runaway cream, her eyes catching yours, her tongue pressed firmly against her fingers.   >"What?"   >You smiled and kissed her lips, your tongues met briefly. Sunset hummed quietly as her tongue glossed over yours.   >Your tongue tingled with a sweet lingering flavor from her kiss.   >Vanilla is the best.   END