Snow Angel 1

It was 8:30 p.m. on Christmas Eve. I was walking through the park heading towards Marshall Fields. The snow was lightly falling from the sky and the air was cold on my face. I was feeling down because here I was again alone on Christmas Eve. It had been about ten years since I'd been out on a date with a girl. I was 30 now and all I did was work, eat and sleep. For fun, I would maybe go to a movie or rent a movie and order some pizza.

I had never liked asking girls out when I was in high school. I always got excuses or was told I was thought of as a brother. Every time I tried to get close to something beautiful I would get hurt. By the time I was a senior I was too afraid to ask girls out anymore. I felt like I must be the ugliest thing on earth. Isn't it funny how when no one seems to want you, that's when you also turn on yourself?

I hated myself when I left high school. My two years in college weren't any better. I had lots of friends in college who were girls and were very pretty but I knew my place. I was the "friend".

I was starving for love my whole life. I wanted my soul mate more than anything in the whole world but I knew I would never find her. When I turned 20 I quit college because I didn't know what I wanted to do. I always thought once I figured out what I wanted to major in I would go back. Well, I got a factory job and 10 years later I'm still at my job and still very much alone.

As I walked over the bridge, a happy couple passed me. They were holding hands, laughing and I could see they were very much in love. Once they were out of ear shot, I began to cry. I sat down on a nearby bench and sobbed into my hands.

I cried, "Why can't I have love too?! Why don't I deserve love? Everyone tells me how sweet, nice and funny I am, yet I never get the girl."

I looked to the sky and yelled, "I want love too, God! I want love too!" I looked at my feet and sobbed uncontrollably. I whispered, "I'm so tired and lonely, God, I want to find my soul mate. I want to marry her and make beautiful babies with her. I want to grow old with her and take good care of her."

I looked back to the sky and asked, "Can I have that please?" I closed my eyes and cried, "Who am I kidding? No girl wants me. No girl wants fat ugly me. "

I opened my eyes and said, "God, just kill me, okay? If you're so merciful, please take me. My heart aches so much and no female is ever going to want me."

I stood up and raised my arms out and up to the sky and cried, "Please just do it!"

I waited a few minutes and nothing happened. I put my arms back down and said, "You don't want me either. I should've known."

I began to head toward Marshall Fields when I noticed a child had made a snow angel next to the park bench.

I whispered, "God, angels - neither give a damn about me."

The wind picked up and blew snow in my face. I closed my eyes from the cold and snow and when I opened them, the snow angel that had been on the ground was gone.

I thought to myself, 'The wind didn't blow that hard, to cover it up. Hell, it looks like no child has even touched the snow next to the park bench.'

Then from behind me I heard, "Hi!"

I let out a cry and turned to face a child that was smiling at me. She was about nine years old with long black hair and blue eyes.

I stared at her in shock and she repeated, "Hi."

I quickly said hi back to her. She was obviously going to be in a play or something because she was dressed like an angel.

I looked around and said, "Where are your parents, Sweetie?"

She just continued to smile at me.

I thought, 'Great, I have found a mentally challenged child wondering out in the park.'

I began to take my coat off and said, "Here, take this, you look cold."

She looked very sad and said, "I don't need it, you're colder than I am."

I said, "No, I'm fine."

She shook her head in disgust and said, "You're very cold, Sam."

I zipped up my coat and asked how she knew my name.

Again a big smile came to her face. I received no answer.

She took my hand and pulled me to her. She said, "After you're done shopping for your mom's present at Marshall Field's I want you to go to Carson's and get your work shirts you've needed for a week."

I said, "Okay, no problem. Hey, how did you know I needed work shirts?"

Again, all I got was a beaming smile. She pulled me down to her so we were eye level and she said, "Do as I say, Sam. I'm not mentally challenged. I don't know why you males never listen to females down here but you had better listen to me. You never listen to females and you never ask for directions." She shook her head.

I couldn't help but laugh.

She smiled, kissed my cheek, and for a split second it was like I remembered all of the happiest Christmas memories of my life. The little child walked about ten feet away from me then turned to face me.

She smiled and said, "You'll find what you need to make you warm at Carsons, Sam, trust me."

She winked then began to walk away from me.

I yelled, "Can I give you a ride home, Sweetie?"

She turned to face me again and stretched out her arms and somehow stretched out her wings. Her wings looked so real.

She yawned and said, "Don't worry, Sam, I know how to get home."

I replied, "Hey, tell your mom I love the wings on your costume. That is so cool how you make them move by themselves."

She looked at her wings and then back at me with a puzzled look on her face. She began to giggle and then said, "My father made them. I'll let him know you like them, Sam."

Her wings went way out and then began to flap. A big wind blew snow in my face and I had to turn away for a second. When I turned back, the little girl in the angel costume was gone.

My mouth dropped open. I called out, "Hey, Sweetie, where'd you go?"

I got no reply. All I could hear was the wind blowing through the trees. At that moment, a squirrel ran past me and I let out a scream.

I started to laugh and said, "If I get visited by three ghosts tonight, I am not going to be a happy camper."

I looked all around and then laughed again.

I headed off to Marshall Fields. The place was packed with wall to wall people. I quickly found what I needed for my mom and then proceeded to Carsons.

Once I was in Carsons, I headed to the men's department. I was thinking about what the little girl had said. I thought, 'I'll find what I'll need to make me warm? Of course I will, they'll probably have long sleeved shirts on sale and her mom or dad works there.'

I laughed out loud. I walked up to the counter and said, "Excuse me, Miss."

The girl turned around and said, "Yes?"

I was dumbfounded. She was beautiful. She was about twenty-four with long black hair and blue eyes. She was maybe 5'6" and 112 pounds, her breasts were small and perky.

She smiled and I said, "Wow."

She giggled and said, "Excuse me?"

I was fumbling for my words, I couldn't speak. I stood there saying, "Umm, well, I . . . umm."

I looked like an ass. I was standing before the most beautiful girl of my lifetime and I looked like an ass. Then it hit me. I started remembering what I looked like. Thirty years old, 5'10", 273 pounds. I was old, fat, and ugly. She could never want me.

I looked down at the counter and found my voice. I asked, " Do you have any fat guy shirts?"

She replied, "Fat guy shirts?"

I said, "Three X or four X shirts."

She pointed to the corner and said, "They're over there and I don't think you're fat."

I gave her a half smile and then proceeded to the racks in the corner. While I was looking for shirts, I kept looking at the other guys in the store.

I saw a tall skinny guy and thought, 'Oh, yeah, she would like him.' Then I saw two guys who were in good shape with lots of muscles. I thought, 'Yep, she would like them.'

Then the guys kissed and I thought, 'Maybe not.'

I grabbed a couple of shirts off the rack and went over to the mirror. I held up the black one and then the dark blue. I accidentally dropped one of the shirts on the floor. I stood there for a second looking at my fat stomach and thought, 'No beautiful girl wants something that looks like you.' I sighed then bent over to pick up the shirt.

I saw that my shoe lace was untied so I bent over to tie it up. I glanced up at the mirror and got a pleasant surprise. The girl at the counter was checking me out. I watched as her eyes went from my wide shoulders down my back to rest on my ass. Then she bit her lower lip and smiled.

I was so happy. My heart was racing fast in my chest. Her eyes caught mine in the mirror, her face went red, and she quickly turned away.

I grabbed both shirts and went up to the counter. She looked only at the shirts and refused to look me in the eyes.

I looked at her name tag and said, "Well, Katy, did you enjoy looking at my ass?"

She looked shocked and frightened.

I continued, "I am not just a piece of meat to look at, I have feelings."

She replied, "I am so sorry, sir!"

I said, "Sorry isn't good enough, go get your manager."

She put her head down and began to walk away.

I said, "Wait a minute, Katy, tell you what. If you answer a question for me and answer it honestly, I'll forget the whole thing."

She replied meekly, "Okay."

I leaned in on the counter, I looked her in those pretty blue eyes, and said, "Do you think I have a nice ass?" I then smiled at her.

A big grin came across her face and she replied, "Yes, I do."

Right then and there she knew I was only joking about being mad.

I laughed and said, "I had you going, didn't I?"

She laughed back and said, "I thought I was going to lose my job."

I looked at the counter and said, "I would never do that to you."

My sense of humor was actually working for once with a pretty girl. I thought I was on a roll so I thought I would ask her out.

I was scared to death but she was so damn beautiful and funny, I had to try. I looked at her and said, "You know, to make it up to me for making me feel like a piece of meat, I think you should go have coffee or hot chocolate with me."

She smiled and replied, "How do I know you are not going to take me somewhere and punish me?"

I smiled and said, "Well, if you're really nice to me during the hot chocolate, I guess we could go back to your place and I could spank you there."

Katy laughed and said, "Do you promise?"

I loved that she had the same sense of humor as me. I laughed and said, "So, is that a yes or a no?"

She smiled and answered, "Yes. I get off in fifteen minutes, meet me at the Wabash doors."

I waited out in the snow for her and didn't mind one bit. When she walked out and smiled at me, I could have been waiting at the North Pole for hours and I wouldn't have cared. I couldn't feel the cold because she set my heart on fire.

We went to a coffee shop in downtown Chicago and talked and had a great time. She was beautiful, smart, and damn sexy. There were so many times during our conversation I wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, but I was too afraid. She really seemed to like me and I didn't want to scare her away.

Unfortunately, it was getting late and neither of us drank alcohol so we got a taxi and took her home. When the taxi pulled up to her house, I got out and walked her towards her front door. This was the part of the date I hated. Do I kiss her or not? I had just had the best date of my life with the prettiest girl on the planet, but did she feel the same way? She had seemed to have a great time but did she like me like a friend or like a potential boyfriend? My mind was racing and I wanted to scream.

'What do I do?' I thought.

Then we came to her door. She looked at me, smiled, and said, "Well, here we are."

My great reply was, "Yep."

She said, "I had a great time tonight."

I said, "Me too."

Katy said, "I definitely would like to do this again."

"Great," I replied.

There was that long pause everyone hates on a date. She got out her keys and my brain yelled at me, "Do something, Dummy!"

So I did do something. I put out my hand to shake hands.

First she looked at me shocked. Then she shook her head and began to laugh.

She laughed, "No way! This is not how I pictured this date ending!"

She yelled at the taxi driver to go and then looked back at me. Katy smiled, unlocked the door, and then said, "I just had the best date of my life and you ruined the ending, Sam. You owe me a new ending."

She pushed me inside and closed the door.

I couldn't help but laugh.

She said, "You should feel honored. I've never invited a guy inside my house on the first, or for that matter, the second date. Guys seem to think they're going to get sex."

I yelled, "What? I'm not going to get any sex? Oh, hell no!"

Then I acted like I was going for the door. She laughed and then pulled me into her living room. She turned on some Christmas music on the radio and turned on her gas fireplace.

Katy said, "Make yourself at home," and then disappeared down the hallway.

I took off my coat and snow covered shoes in the doorway and then sat on the couch in front of the fireplace.

A few minutes had passed before Katy emerged wearing a white nightshirt with a blue Hello Kitty on the front and pink sweatpants.

I smiled and said, "Very nice."

She sat on the couch next to me and replied, "Thank you very much."

We talked about everything from all of our hopes and dreams to our hurts and heartaches. I was completely comfortable and relaxed around her. She was magical to me.

Katy told me about her high school days. She said, "Guys wanted the girls with the big boobs and the girls who put out. I didn't put out and I'm not big breasted so no guys wanted to take me for their own."

She was staring into the fire and looked sad.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I stared at her and said, "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life and I would've taken you in a second."

She looked at me with an open mouth and then smiled. "Take me then," she whispered.

I replied, "What?"

She then got up and stood in front of me. She grabbed the front of my shirt, but instead of pulling me to my feet, she laid on the floor and pulled me on top of her.

I was now lying on top of Katy with her legs wrapped around me. She ran her fingers through my hair and said, "Take me, Sam. Make me your own."

My lips were on hers, our tongues were dancing in each other's mouths. My hands carressed her soft, pretty face and then I ran my fingers through her long black hair.

Her legs were urging my body to push into hers. As I pushed against her body she let out a moan. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head to the side to expose her porcelain white neck. I gently licked her neck and then bit down and sucked. My tongue lashed at the soft flesh in my mouth.

She cried out, "Oh God!" then grabbed the back of my head so I wouldn't stop.

My hands pulled Hello Kitty over Katy's head. Her small, soft breasts were fully exposed to me. I grabbed one breast in my hand and squeezed. My other hand went from her hair to her other breast. I kissed and licked all around the sides of her breasts. Then I stuffed one of her pink, erect nipples into my mouth and gave it a good tongue lashing. Then I proceeded to do the same to the other nipple.

Katy moaned, "That feels so good, Sam."

My hands slowly went down to her hips as I kissed between her breasts and then went down her belly where I jabbed my tongue in and out of her little belly button.

I grabbed the waist of her pink sweat pants and pulled them down hard. Katy cried out. She kicked off her sweat pants and was now completely naked.

I kissed all over her smooth pussy and then inserted my tongue into her. I spread her pink lips wide and slipped my tongue in and out of her tight, wet hole. She spread her legs wide open and pulled them back so I could get my tongue deep inside her.

I ran my finger over her little bump and her body tensed up. I pulled my tongue from her snatch and then rested my mouth over her clit. I sucked her clit in and out from between my teeth. Katy began to moan and her breathing was very hard, her body tensing again.

She breathed out, "Sam, you better stop now, it feels . . . Oh, God! It feels too good!"

That was all I needed to hear. I grabbed her hips and fucked her swelled up bump with my mouth.

She screamed, "Oh no, it's too good! I can't! I can't!" Then she moaned loudly. Her head flew back and her legs came down. She arched her back and her hips moved her pussy up and down uncontrollably.

Katy's hands tapped at the floor. I laid back on top of her and watched her orgasm. She was so beautiful. As her orgasm passed, she saw me smiling down at her.

She took one of her fingers and said, "You have me all over your chin." Then she used her finger to remove her pussy juice from my chin.

I grabbed her hand and sucked the juice from her finger. Katy looked shocked at first and then bit her lower lip and smiled.

She whispered, "Oh my."

I smiled at her.

"I want you!" she cried. "I want you inside me, Sam!"

She unbuttoned my flannel shirt and pulled it off. She ran her hands through my chest hair and then used her face.

She sighed, "I love this."

Her hands were now fumbling with my belt. Before I knew it she had my jeans and briefs off. Her hands were on my wide strong shoulders.

She looked up at me and said, "Make me your own. Fill me. Coat my inside with you, Sam. Mark your territory, make me your female."

Her hand was stroking my hard, thick shaft. I felt like I was on fire. I couldn't take anymore. I was aching for her.

She raised her legs and spread them wide open. I grabbed her hips and one thing ran through my mind - I was going to fill her and make her my female.

I rammed deep inside her cunt. Katy cried out with pleasure. I wanted to show her how strong her male was so I pounded hard into her soft, wet pussy over and over again. I slapped her on the ass every so often and she would squeal with delight.

I yelled, "Who owns you?"

She cried, "You do, Sam!"

I slapped her ass and yelled, "Who's a dirty little girl?"

Katy screamed, "I am! I'm a dirty little girl!"

I slapped her ass again and got in her face as I was ramming my way home inside of her. I growled, "Are you in heat, my little female?"

Tears fell from her eyes and she cried, "I am in heat! I'm in heat for you, please take me! Coat my little pussy with your baby cream and make me your own!"

I grabbed her hips and put all of my weight into my every thrust. My pace was faster and much harder. I could feel the semen building inside of me, my eyes focused on her pretty face.

Then as I yelled her name, I filled her pussy with my sperm. Katy screamed into orgasm. Her legs twitched and her body spasmed. Every time I shot my hot thick sticky baby cream into Katy's pussy she would moan with pleasure.

As I injected the last of my seed into my female, I heard her whisper, "I love you, Sam. I love you so much."

I was ecstatic. She loved me. For the first time in my life, a beautiful girl had said she loved me, plus she had said it first.

I collapsed on top of her and whispered, "I love you too, Katy. I love you too."

I ran my fingers through her sweat soaked hair. She looked me in the eyes and then pulled me to her and kissed me on the lips. Her legs were wrapped around me tight and her arms were around my neck.

When we stopped kissing, I tried to get off of her because I was afraid I might be too heavy.

She held me tight and said, "No, don't go! I want you inside me."

I replied, "But I'm too heavy."

She smiled and said, "You're fine. You know, I've never had sex with a guy on the first date so I don't want you to think I'm a slut because of tonight."

I kissed her cheek and replied, "I don't, Sweetie."