64 comments/ 32612 views/ 13 favorites The Rock By: wetapap There is no explicit sex in this story. I wish to thank the people who helped contribute to and edit this story, per their wishes, they remain anonymous. This story is totally fictitious; any resemblance the characters might have to any person living or deceased is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be published at any other site without the express permission of the author. © December 26, 2006 ********** He thought, 'Funny how the current does that,' as tiny whirlpools formed behind a tree limb hanging in the water. Spinning out into the main stream, they quickly got smaller and smaller. A final swirl signaled their surrender as their brief existence was squeezed out by the surrounding pressure. 'Just like life,' he reflected, 'different things flare up for a brief period of time, then get swallowed up and lost in the bigger flow.' Picking up a smooth flat stone, he skipped it across the top of the water with a strong side arm snap. 'Nine skips... doubt if I'll ever get another fourteen, let alone beat it.' Another painful memory, 'She was here that day, jumping up and down in excitement as she counted off the skips. Hell, life seemed so simple then.' Part of the rock embankment he was standing on formed a natural flat ledge jutting out into the water. With the creek flowing around the front and a beautiful stand of trees providing privacy behind, it had been one of their favorite spots to while away the hours. 'First night we spent together was right here on this rock, curled up in my sleeping bag. God it felt so right, holding her in my arms all night. I truly believed our love was special, the kind most people spend a life time searching for. 'We got away with it because she told her parents she was spending the night with a girlfriend. The friend backed her story and covered for her. It wasn't until after she left town that I finally figured out the truth behind that night... and her life.' He recalled they had been exclusive to each other through their junior and senior years of high school. 'Many of our future plans were hatched right here on this rock. 'She wanted five or six kids, "Five or six kids?" I declared in shock, but with a smile. "Yes," she said, "I want a big family." Even though surprised, I had readily agreed and the thought she wanted to have my children made me extremely proud. 'Half of the town had mentally made plans to attend our wedding, a wedding which hadn't even been announced. Hell, most already knew what they were going to get us for a wedding gift. That's what's nice about being raised in a small town, everyone seems to know what you are planning before you do. 'I'll never forget the night she told me about being accepted to try out for that nationally televised talent show. She was so happy, I thought she would absolutely bust. 'I also remember that was the first night she couldn't seem to find time to be alone with me. Up until she left, we were never alone again.' It didn't surprise him she was one of the finalists. Not only was she the prettiest girl in four counties, but had the most beautiful voice that anyone could remember hearing. With her talent, she had been in great demand, singing at weddings, church, parties, even doing the national anthem at the home football games. When they were alone at the rock, their special place, she seemed to sound her best. She loved to sing and would sing to him for hours. He believed she was putting extra effort into her songs just to show her deep love. The power of her voice made the rock with its natural beauty feel like pure heaven. Needless to say, she won the talent show. 'I wasn't surprised to hear about the recording offers pouring in before the contest was over or the winner decided. It didn't matter if she won or not, she was headed for the 'big time.' 'The day she left, I was supposed to drive her to the city to catch her flight. Was I ever shocked to find out she had left an hour earlier. 'That day I drove here to the rock, searching out its solitude, wanting to understand what was happening. Nothing made sense. I concluded... no, I prayed it was just a matter of giving her a little space. Let her go do her thing, get it all out of her system. 'It was all new and exciting to her, hell she didn't have time for me at the moment. But she was a small town girl who was raised right and I was sure, would land on her feet when she got her bearings.' After half a dozen unanswered letters and several desperate phone calls that never reached her, he gave up. A card did arrive a week after his birthday, he waited for the solace of the rock before he opened it. He seemed to know that being alone would be better. It was nothing special, just a plain off the shelf card. There was a hand written message. 'Hi there, wanted to wish you a happy birthday. Miss you bunches. Sorry about not writing. Between the tour, the TV shows, and the new record deals, there just never seems to be any free time. Love ya.' It did have OXOX at the bottom, but no promise of anything more. 'I cried that day, not from receiving the card, but because of the card. It wasn't her handwriting. She had dictated it, didn't even bother to sign it.' That was the day everything finally started falling into place, making sense. Now he understood. It was all over. If she ever loved him it didn't matter. She wasn't coming back. Reality can be a bitch, but it has to be faced. And face it he did, that afternoon on the rock. 'It's been almost five years since I received that card; there hasn't been another word from her. I only know what's happened in her life through the local paper and the tabloids. 'She is still big news for the town paper. They didn't print the dirt, that's what tabloids do.' The paper covered the news about all her big shows, concerts, awards, and her successful records. 'Yeah... her successful songs and albums... there have been so many, I lost count long ago. 'I remember sitting here on the rock many times, my heart aching for her as I read the tabloids. Understanding she wasn't coming back didn't lessen the pain of knowing the woman I thought I loved was paying the price for her new life style.' There were several stories about drugs and rumors of drugs, the multiple boyfriends, actors, singers, playboys, all famous and high rollers. He knew this was the life she not only chose, but evidently desired even when she was with him. Almost three years into her career, she got married. Her new boyfriend and then husband was a Rock Star. It actually struck him as being somewhat humorous, she was a country and western singer. Just seemed like an odd mixture. The marriage lasted less than two years. 'The local paper said she had a miscarriage, the tabloids said she had an abortion, guess we'll never know the truth. Does it really matter? Standing at the rock's edge, he had been palming another flat smooth stone. With another side arm snap, he sent the rock skipping out across the water, 'One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eig....' "Only eight...?" came an old familiar voice from behind him. "I seem to recall back in the day, you could do better at your worst." It was a voice still so sweet he could feel the goose bumps rise in a wave as they started up his arms and ran across his back. "Yeah... but quoting an old cliché, I was younger then." "I see you still come here," she stated. "Occasionally," he replied. "Do you hate me so bad that you won't turn around and look at me?" she asked. "Occasionally," he replied. He stood silently staring at the whirling water as it flowed by. "Aren't you going to turn around and look at me after all this time?" she asked. "I know what you look like. The paper prints your picture at least once a week." Chuckling, he added, 'And the tabloids, at least a hundred a week, of course most of them are not very flattering." "Fucking tabloids, they're the scum suckers of the earth," she spat. 'Kettle and pot,' he thought, shaking his head. 'No one seems to mind the tabloids until they find themselves pictured on their pages and blasted in their print.' "Why are you here? Specifically, why are you here at the rock today of all days?" he inquired. "Well, I was hoping since it's your birthday, you would be here. It's still my favorite spot too. I sure have missed our hang times on this old rock," she said. "Why?" he asked. "Because... will you at least do me the courtesy of turning around so I can talk to you?" she pleaded. "After you left... and in such an unexpected way... I tried to talk to you several times. At the time, I would have given anything just to talk to your back. Instead I got, who was it, one of your secretaries? "Compared to that, I think my back is much more considerate. So anything you have to say, my back is listening." Contritely, she replied, "I deserved that. Ok, I'm not so full of foolish pride, I can't... because I still love you." "Hmmm... when did you reach that conclusion? Was it before you left town without saying goodbye, after you arrived at the big city, before or after you hit the big time, during the drug use, before you fell in love with the rock star, or after you figured out you didn't really love him. "Maybe it was after you lost your baby, that had to be depressive. Tell me, am I supposed to be the cure for all your problems or a help mate to further your career?" In a slightly exasperated voice, she replied, "Every bit of that is true. It all happened. I made a lot of mistakes, but I never lost my love for you. Through it all, you have been right there in my heart...." His laughter caused her to stop, "I'm sorry, didn't mean to interrupt you, but I couldn't help thinking that was one trip I wish I hadn't taken." Still laughing, "Next time, tell your heart to leave me at home." "Very funny... I'm serious, I still love you," she firmly stated. With a deep breath..., "Do you remember the first night we spent together here on the rock?" "Of course," she said. "How could I forget one of the most memorable nights of my life?" "Remember how you pulled it off, by lying to your parents?" Giggling, she replied, "Yeah, I wanted to spend the night with you. I'm glad I did. I will never forget that night." "Did you ever feel bad about lying to your parents, betraying their love and trust in you?" "Well of course I did, but I wanted to spend the night with you, that was more important to me. I have never regretted it, even though I did feel bad about being dishonest with my parents. "It was such a wonderful night, I would do it all over again and if you remember, we did. I had to lie a few more times to get to spend a few more nights with you." His voice saddened, "Exactly, that's what I finally came to understand. That's all you are here for, the equivalent of another night out." "Oh you're so wrong. I want to recapture our love, I need you back. You were the best thing I ever had going in my life. "This is your rock, but you were my rock. It was a big mistake leaving you behind. I know that now, we should have gotten married before I left." He asked, "Did you happen to ever watch the movie 'Coal Miner's Daughter?" Irritated she replied, "You know I have. We used to watch it together. It's one of my favorite movies." "She took her husband with her, she never considered leaving him behind. Now that is real love," he said. "But they were already married. If we had been married, I would never have left without you.... The truth... it was my love for you that scared me and made me leave you behind." "Oh, and why is that?" he inquired. "Because... I was afraid my love for you would hold me back. Not allow me to dedicate myself to my career." "You're wrong about the movie. She took her husband because they were a team. Without him there would be no need for a career. She built it with him and around them. No way it would have worked if she had built the career, then tried to fit him into it." "I'm still building mine. We can still do it together. I need you to be a part of it." "Haven't you come to realize yet that life doesn't work that way, we can't just go back and start over," he said while watching another little whirlpool slowly disappear as the surrounding water sucked it up. "No, of course you haven't.... I forgot, you've never experienced the word 'no.' You've always gotten everything you desired. "I finally realized it wasn't me that you were trying to make happy that night or any of the other nights. Your only concern was your own happiness. "Neither your parents nor I mattered. You lied to us then and it's no different now, you would lie to us again to get what you want. 'You lied to me because you were afraid I would hold you back, that I wouldn't fit in, and I would keep you from getting all the things you wanted. Now you're a big success, so to speak, lying to get what you want all over again, trying to have it all. "The first time you desired someone or something new, I would be nothing but a burden. You would sacrifice me all over again. "The girl I thought you were never existed... I was in love with a lie.... "This isn't your home anymore, I truly doubt it ever was. You wanted something more, it was your choice. "I'm happy for you. Very few people get to have their dreams come true." He could hear her crying, but it didn't move his heart one iota. "You're wrong, I want you, I need you," her voice pleaded. "I know," he said as he turned to leave by another trail. "Wait... don't leave," she begged. "I did wait... and I didn't leave... you did," he said, never looking back. ********** ********** Please take time to vote. A huge amount of time is devoted to writing a story, good, bad, or indifferent. Your direct feedback, especially direct comments helps writers to become better and more focused, which in turn gives you, the reader, a better product. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. The Rock Bar Angel was bored. She hadn't been out in weeks and had gotten all decked out for the celebrity look-alike contest that Mosaic was having--her espresso brown hair with gold highlights had been curled to look like Nelly Furtado's hair from the music video "Give It To Me." She had specifically gotten the thin, semi-see through white sequined tank top to show off her curves. Her blacked jeans hugged her hips, while her coral pink lips, with a little added bronze for the evening, looked glossed over from her drinking a Bud Light. Angel had given up on Mosaic, and decided to go back to Rock Bar, where she currently sat on the speakers, her legs too short to reach the ground. But her blue-green eyes caught the attention of the dark brown eyes of a guy to the far side of the bar. He looked as bored as she was, although why he was bored Angel couldn't tell. He was hot--tall, somewhat tan skin, although in the lighting of the club it was hard to tell. He had a goutee of dark hair, it looked black in the light. His arms showed a muscular build, and Angel bet that he had abs to match them. In her mind, Angel wondered how he would look without the shirt he had on, wearing just a pair of jeans. What she really wanted to do, was run her hands over his shaven head. Angel couldn't explain it, but she loved guys who had almost shaven heads. It was a major turn on for her. Angel saw the guy head over to the other side of the bar, and it was at that point Angel finished the last of her beer. Heading over, she squeezed in next to him at the bar, her tiny black kitten heeled shoes giving her the tiniest bit of height. But she only came up to his chest. "You look as bored as I feel," she started, trying to make the guy feel a bit better. He gave her a small smile. She kept talking, trying to get rid of her nerves and get him to feel better. "I'm Angel," she said. "I'm John," he replied. Up close, Angel thought he had extremely kissable lips, and wondered what they would feel like against hers. She also was resisting the temptation to run her fingertips over his head and down the back of his neck. Angel wondered if he would like something like that. The guy next to Angel bumped into her. "Sorry about him," John apologized. "Friend of yours?" "Sort of. Friend of a friend, but I said I would watch him." 'Damnit!' Angel thought. She would've loved to be able to hang out with John all night, and perhaps into the next morning. John kept talking to Angel, even though the drunken friend kept trying to distract Angel throughout the rest of the night. Finally, it seemed to be too much for John. "I gotta take him home. I'm sorry," John apologized. "It's ok," Angel replied. Then, before thinking twice, she took a risk. She was standing on top of one of the raised areas, so she was even with John's height, so she leaned over, and kissed him gently on the lips. She felt him kiss back, and gently, Angel let her tongue slip past his lips, probing his mouth for a little bit. She pulled back and leaned back over, this time gently biting on his earlobe. "I wish you would stay, or at least come back," she breathed. She heard John catch his breath, and saw goosebumps being raised on his skin. "Let me see what I can do. Wait for me right here," he said. After about 20 minutes, Angel felt a hand wrapping around her waist, and felt John's lips against the nape of her neck. His warm breath gave her goosebumps, and made her eyes flutter and catch her breath. "I'd like to see you out of these clothes," John whispered Angel let out a low moan as she felt Johns hands run down her hips and up her chest. Gently, discreetly, he cupped her right breast while he gently bit down on her neck, letting his left hand reach down to the crotch of her jeans. "What do you say we get out of here?" he asked. Angel could only nod, her breath was coming in short gasps. John led Angel to his car, but the minute both of them were in, Angel couldn't resist. She reached out and ran her fingertips down from the crown of his head to the nape of his neck. John shuddered, turned to her, and took her face in his hands, bringing her lips to his, kissing her deeply. Angel let her hands wander from his chest down to his crotch, gently grabbing at his dick. She could already feel how hard he was, and unzipped his fly. Angel broke the kiss, and leaned down, flicking the tip of her tongue against the head of his dick, licking off some of the precum. "You keep this up, I am not going to be able to drive us anywhere," John moaned. "Maybe that's not such a bad thing," Angel said coyly, eyeing the back seat. "I think we need something a bit bigger," John said. "Don't think I will fit in my own back seat." "Then let me stop being a distraction, so we can get back to my place," Angel replied. But even though she had stopped teasing John's dick with her mouth, she still kept her hand on him, giving him a slow hand job the entire ride back. John was panting by the time they pulled into Angel's apartment complex. He was surprised he was able to keep it together during the whole ride. But now, he knew he just wanted to get her inside, get her clothes off, and lay on top of her. Angel smiled wickedly, and got out of the car. John stayed in his car for a minute, catching his breath, and he watched as Angel walked up to the door of her building, her hips swaying a bit side to side, before she looked over her shoulder back at him and winked. John didn't even bother to do back up his jeans, as he got out of his car, and followed Angel into her apartment. The minute the door closed, he turned Angel towards him, and gently pushed her up against the wall. John leaned down and kissed Angel again deeply. He pinned her arms above her head, holding her by both wrists in the grip of his right hand, while his left wandered underneath her shirt. Angel writhed a bit in John's grip, both turned on and very frustrated that she couldn't do anything. John let go finally, and lifted up Angel's shirt, exposing her breasts. 'So, she didn't wear anything underneath this shirt,' he thought as he smiled, before taking one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently, letting his teeth lightly scrape against the sensitive skin, eliciting a moan from Angel. Angel ran her hands down John's back as he moved from one nipple to the other. John let his mouth wander from her breasts to her stomach, before beginning to undo Angel's jeans. The minute he got her jeans down, John saw the cute little pink thong that covered a shaven pussy, and he could already see that her excitement was soaking through the thin fabric. Gently, he pulled down the thong, exposing a clean, smooth shaven pussy. John leaned over, and gently flicked his tongue against Angel's smooth lips, before latching his mouth onto her clit. He could already taste her juices on his tongue, as he slowly began sucking her, his arms wrapped around her waist for support--John could feel Angel beginning to shake in pleasure. He added to it, slowly putting first one finger then two into her pussy. Angel moaned and quivered as John paid close attention to her clit, and gently probed her dripping pussy. She dragged her nails lightly across his back, her knees getting weak as her pleasure began to build inside her. She felt her pussy contract as she began to reach her first orgasm of the night. John felt the muscles of Angel's pussy begin to contract, so he sped up the pace on fucking her with his fingers, and sucking harder at her clit. Angel began to moan loudly, her whole body beginning to shake. "Oh god...ooooohhhhh GOOOOOOOOD!" Angel cried out and her body gave one final shudder as she began to cum. John began to lick up the juices that were starting to flow from her pussy, enjoying the taste of her. The added pleasure of his tongue made Angel begin to climax again. Angel felt herself sliding down the wall as she came down from her climax. She got to eye level with John, still panting a little as she came down from the high of pleasure. She kissed him, tasting her juices on his lips and tongue "I think it's time I returned the favor," she whispered huskily, and gently pushed John down onto the floor. She was amused that they still hadn't made it to the bed, and they were doing this right in front of the front door. But it was a major turn on. Angel climbed on top of John, her legs straddling his hips, as she kissed his neck and bit at his shoulder. She let her tongue trail down his neck to his chest, nipping at both of his nipples, making John groan. Making her way lower, Angel began to gently flick her tongue around John's groin. She felt John's hands get entangled in her hair, urging her lower. Angel wrapped her lips around the thick shaft, taking the entire length in her mouth. John felt his body tense in pleasure, goosebumps rising on his skin. Angel let her tongue caress the sensitive skin, feeling John's dick swell up slightly. But before she could bring him to orgasm, she felt John urging her off his dick. "I want to fuck you so bad right now," he whispered as he kissed her. Angel reached down to gently wrap a hand around his throbbing dick, guiding him to the wet, glistening lips of her pussy. She guided him slowly into the deep warmth of her pussy. John sighed, she was so wet and the sensation of his dick sliding into her was heavenly. Waves of pleasure pulsed through him, the heat of his dick being salved by the thick cream from her delicious pussy. Angel began to ride him, moving back and forth over his dick. John was gasping for breath, driven to the edge of insanity by the waves of ecstatic pleasure pulsing through. "I am going to fuck you all night," Angel whispered, her eyes closed and sighed, moving faster and faster over him. John looked up at Angel, he was aching with want. He felt her gasping, manically bucking up and down over his dick. He grabbed her hips, pulling her to him, as he felt his own orgasm approaching. Angel began to climax again, screaming uninhibitedly, her voice strangled with pleasure. John lifted himself into her pussy, merging his cum with her creamy emissions. Angel felt like she was on a cloud as she climaxed, feeling John cum inside her. She felt John's hand run down her face, almost tracing a pattern in the sweat that ran down her face. She took one of his fingers into her mouth, and began sucking, tasting the salty sweetness of her sweat. It made her involuntarily tighten her pussy. John felt himself harden again, and half smiled as he grabbed Angel and pulled her down, before rolling her over so he could lay on top of her. He bit her neck as he began to pump into her again. Angel moaned, and ran her hands down his back, her nails starting to dig into John's skin. John began to thrust hard against Angel's mound, getting deeper inside, filling Angel completely. Angel began to cry out again, her body jerking, her mouth locked onto John's shoulder as she felt him bite her ear, both of them cumming at the same time. John collapsed on top of Angel, catching his breath. He could feel Angel's chest rise and fall as her breathing began to slow. "Shall we go take a shower?" she whispered, smiling wickedly. John chuckled, "You don't want me to rest do you?" Gently pushing him up, Angel said, "Would it be such a bad thing to spend the rest of the night having sex?" The answer she got: John started kissing her again, picked her up, and took her into the shower.