Sometimes crazy events are remembered by where and when things happen. While my parents are on vacation I had hoped to have a usual, clueless, homework filled to the gun walls sort of time ; intermittently excited by the presence of my best Quaker Samantha.

However, the final stage couple of days since she and me began our ‘ intimate discipline'has turned my universe upside down in Sir Thomas More ways than I could imagine. How could anyone opine that Samantha, a lady and now lover I know I still will disappoint in the end, would even register me the time of day beyond friendship…

Then came the part of Tabatha, Daisy, aunty Matilda, plus the up and coming ‘ head trip to the river,'that promises to even be Thomas More wild !

Sometimes affair change, and with that change your human beings turns in an unexpected, wonderful and incredible new counseling.

This day happens to be one of those times, and I would not vary it for anything…


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Once again my folks had made contact via e-mail ; the common update with pictures of their vacation, along with the usual questions of school/friends/relatives/neighbors and the like. Dad being dad was right-hand to the point in his questions : Is the mansion still intact ? Have I burned the urban center to the ground ? Won the lottery yet ?

I sent back to them :

All is fine, Samantha is helping me with my studies ; aunty Matilda is coming by to puddle sure the house is still intact. She sends her love with full buss and all, says she is seeing someone special and will have a new account William Tell you involving a motorbike and a ride for you dad in the sidecar.

I would love to see the spirit on his face when that happened !

I was soaking my groundwork in the backyard puddle, listening to the gentle gurgle of the contrived falls and the breeze in the trees that block out the entire world, when dad texted me with a simple message - Listen to Matilda, she has a right bit of park sense ; ‘ love and kisses'nearly gave me a heart attempt son. Bad enough I walked off the end of the pier.

Now that gave me a late, loud and long laugh ; so I promptly e-mailed back to mom, asking that she send any film of dads walk off the pier.

She responded with a elementary, curt, response of"Shall do Benny."

"Who is Benny ?"a voice asked at my shoulder…

I was startled so bad that Samantha just stood there, watching the expanding wave in the pool from where I half fell, one-half leapt into it.

When I managed to get back up to the aerofoil ; gasping, sputtering water supply from my lungs, only to see Samantha sitting there with a grin on her face. She just rolled her eyes and giggled, apparently she has been sitting there for some sentence behind me.

Great, I've manage to once again go and make a fool of myself.

"Who is this ‘ benne'mentioned in the email ?"she asked for a second time.

"Uh…"my boldness felt hotter than molten steel with plethora,"that is my mothers nickname for me since I was a couple of years old."

"I love it ; it's so precious Benjamin….just like you are…"she gave out a short-change string of giggles.

"So may I telephone you that when it's just us together Benjamin ?"

I nodded yes to her, knowing that she will not tease me constantly with that moniker ; one promise I got from her is that no one else is to know of it. I figure there are some thing for me and Samantha alone to share.


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I have to say one matter about floating around in a swim syndicate, it gives you a rather unequalled view on the globe ; sometimes it also gives you that here and now you need to see things as the way they have become…

So it is that I noticed two things about Samantha :

The first is how her smiling shone in the Light, her eyes glistening with playful laughter in their profoundness, and yet more than was there, inviting and gentle all in one ; the way her hand gently plays in her hair ; even the slight blush hugging her cheeks as she giggles with a bit of nervousness and looks down and away, yet looking back just as quickly.

I see Samantha my dependable booster, and I see Samantha who has come to intend so practically more.

The other thing I had noticed was kind of obvious at any kickoff glance…

It is her finish deficiency of a swimsuit ; not to mention any garment at all ; covering her bared, beautiful body.

I just took in the mickle of her sitting on a loggerheaded towel, one arm looped under her drawn up articulatio genus, the other hand teasingly twining her whisker about the digit ; her pelt intimation in the light, her small chest visible with their nipples firm and pink.

She slowly moved her one deal from her hair down her impertinence, jaw and neck ; a smiling of pure devilry shone while she licked her lips seductively with her spit. Her eyes half closed, coyly looking away for a bit and then coming back again as her paw reached her dog collar off-white, teasingly moving in diffuse, short roofy.

I watched her place clutch all but two finger's breadth, guiding these down to between each of her breasts ; appease roach starting on the outermost boundary of each boob, tightening as she spirals them inward, until the baksheesh reach each of her nipples, where she gently strokes them in turning ; during the integral clip she gave out a series of soft gasp and twitch of her body.

Both of her eyes danced with a passion unlike from any early fourth dimension I have seen so far. Not a furious lust or a passionate burning at the stake for physical familiarity. This is something dissimilar ; as she suddenly looked away, blushing like I have never seen before, then looking back, as we both smiled at the Same time.

The secrecy between the two of us spoke volumes we partly understood ; together we reached out our hands for one another's, wondering just what would happen…

When the flatus came up suddenly, dumping a bunch of foliage from the surrounding tree all over me.

It took a corking deal of effort to get them out of my hair ; my sheepish grin at Samantha was met in kind by a look of unexpected warmth.

As is typical for me, I wind up breaking the moment with a completely dazed question :

"Uh, Samantha, where is your swimsuit ? I thought you were getting ready for Aunt Matilda to come back ?"

"I am in my swimming costume ; the one I intend to hold out for the two of us,"she said, stretching out on a towel on her tum, both of her lower peg flexing slowly up and down.

I drifted up to the face of the pool, totally oblivious that my I-phone is now imitating the Titanic on the posterior of the pond. Right now I had other affair on my mind, something that I have dreamed of for a long prison term, hoped for as well, and if it works out today, may actually happen…

"But, but your not wearing one…"when am I going to kibosh sounding so poor fish ?

"asa dulcis, I prefer close dipping when I get the chance to,"she stretched out on her side, flexing her leg just so, allowing me to see her chest with their pink, vertical mamilla looking so fine, her delicate stomach and the womanhood between her legs…

"I prefer not wearing a swimsuit, too confining ; mind you I'm not a naturist, I just like to be out in the sun. How come you didn't notice earlier that I have no tan argumentation ?"

To underscore this last point she moved her hands around her breasts, gently caressing them in ever tightening lap unto the nipples, moving her legs about to show me her bared hips and fair sex ; no tan melodic line at all, something I had clearly missed.

Once again the obvious eludes me ; but with a admiration like Samantha around, I guess any man could make such a mistake…I just need to make sure it does not hap anymore.

"No problem, do as you wish…"I said to her. The heat flowing out of my body should experience turned the entire consortium into a cloud of billowing steam, leaving me slowly melting through the underside and into the depths of the earth.

I had to fight incredibly hard to keep the usual screen panic from setting in ; that substance abuse has to end now, for the very interest of my own saneness at the least.

"Benjamin, I have a question of my own,"she gave me a coy feel, one of a wily coyote that has cornered its chosen prey.

"I know you have your trunks on, but why still the shirt and the shoes…must be hard to swim that way…"

"Oh, uh let me get them off…and MY sound !"I shouted out.

I panicked as I looked around on the bottom for it, seeing it in the cryptic end. Kicking off the skid and wind sock, pulling off my shirt and tossing it succeeding to Samantha, I just gave a stupid, shamefaced grin.

"Be right back,"and plunk down to get it, though it is probably ruined by now.

When I came back up, the first speech sound to recognise my ears was the clarion call of Samantha's cell phone :

Beep - beep - beep.

letting me know that worry was fully on the way…

I could only marvel what doom is going to hap this clock time ; though so long as Samantha is there, the expectation of doom and death can be made more passable and enjoyable.


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"Daisy just phoned me, Mindy is giving Matilda a royal stag fit as she is being punished with having to endure a dress for the next three month ; there is a tempest warning issued for the river field, seems it blew up from the sea rather unexpectedly, so that percentage of our day is out of action,"Samantha said.

"We have the day to ourselves Benjamin, and I want to possess some fun, here in the pool if you don't mind…it's not the river, yet it's poise and wet."She just shook her promontory in disappointment, whether from not going to the river, or the promises Aunt Matilda had made - the fun she wanted to have with the miss - I never bothered to ask.

"Samantha, the river can wait for another day ; maybe we can get together with everyone tomorrow,"I said.

"By the way,"Samantha asked with a teasing looking at on her face.

Samantha reached out with one hand, gently stroking my blushing cheek ; her middle dancing with affection and wonder that enhanced her beauty more and more. My mettle kept skipping a beat, while I felt like at practically any minute I would launch off to the moon.

"Matilda kept saying your dad texted her about your electronic mail and then he walked off of a dock ; what happened with that ?"

"Oh I just said to him Aunt Matilda sends her most heartfelt love and kiss,"is all I could think to say.

Samantha's burst-of-a-gut, doubled over laugh showed how great a sense of humor she possesses.

My neighbor's old cat, a tortoise racing shell calico called Old Jamis heartily yowled in off keyed protest. Apparently he was stalking a leafage or a bloom blowing in the wind, and had his plot interrupted by Samantha.

I have to include, the sight of Samantha, the sunlight glimmering on her subdued hide and amber hair ; oculus dancing with pure enjoyment of the moment sent a series of electrifying thrills along the entire length of my being. She kept laughing so severe I wondered if she would roll into the pool with me…

Not that it would be a bad thing.

I joined in with her laughter, watching as she rolled onto her English, embrace heaving up and down, tears shining in the light like a thousand miniature, perfectly cut baseball diamond.

"You told your dad that ? You actually did that ?"

"Yup,"and that sent her into another round of drinks of laughter, her breast and belly heaving, body quaking and eyes shutting tight from the sheer level of amusement ; personally I don't think Samantha could experience looked more beautiful to me than at that second, seeing her completely at ease.

She scooted over to the English of the pool, stretching out with her drumhead propped on one handwriting.

"Honestly gum benzoin, as long as we have known each other I never thought you had THAT sort of humor,"she pulled her articulatio genus level with her pectus, allowing me to see her womanhood in all its wonder ; the solve dampness upon it telling of other sensations at swordplay within her.

"I like it though, I've been learning so a lot new stuff about you…yet I can see two matter we need to do work on…"

She stretched forward over the edge of the syndicate, one hand gently swirling among my intoxicate hair ; me, I just kept my oculus focused on her face. Her chest looked so magnificent, my mind wanting to make my hand to actuate and bear upon them…no…not now…

"Sesamum indicum, go ahead if you wish to, you know by now I won't bite back,"she softly, tenderly told me.

Holding onto the syndicate's sharpness with one deal, I brought the other up to rest upon one titty.

I still find it amazing how soft and tender it feels, the passion of her physical structure flowing into my hand from it ; as she had done earlier, I gently caressed it in a inbound volute from the outer edge, finally touching her nipple in the softest of hint I can achieve.

"Meow,"sounded off the cat, demanding our attention.

Samantha's eye started to accept that far visual perception, dreamy look upon them ; her breathing gradually became more and Sir Thomas More shallow, raspy and flowing across her puckering lips.

Slowly I moved my handwriting to the side of her body, tenderly teasing and pleasing her spiritualist fleck, each one in turn drawing shudders, soft squeals and full gasps of breath as I began to see the slender sheen of perspiration on her body. Twice her breadbasket twist inward when I ran my fingertips across it, tickling around her belly button, and just reaching the edge of her womanhood.

"miaou, miaul,"Jamis sounded off.

When my fingerbreadth began to research her most intimate of areas, she grasped the vertebral column of my headway with her manus to hold open her equalizer ; her pelvic girdle and abdomen began swaying, her merchant ship thrusting up into the air, she began to make a series of keen, biting sounds as wave after undulation of pleasure rolled across her full body.

"Don't occlusion for anything…"she rasped just as I found the one spot she wanted me to focus upon.

Finally she threw both of her arms around my head and neck, pulling me into her pectus and the side of meat of the pool as one massive shudder hit ; then she looked at me with her dreamy center and a aspect of furthest contentment on her face.

"meow,"old Jamis yowled in objection, demanding our tending ; he started bouncing his headspring off of Samantha's hip and leg.

Samantha kissed me softly on the lips, happy as anything.

"Do you think you could do that again ? Say with your knife on me down there ?"she asked in all seriousness.

I managed to have got the common uttermost panic filled gulping down to a smattering this metre ; telling her if she will say me what to do that I was game.

"With you Samantha, who could ask for a better friend and teacher,"I told her.

"Meow, miaow, meow,"the old cat sounded off, pawing at Samantha for attention.

"Is he always this persistent ?"she asked me.

"Wait until you come out here with a tuna sandwich ; you will make an New York minute friend for animation as long as you feed him."

Samantha got onto her knee, holding firmly with her arms around my neck ; first her buss started across my brow, then across my eyelids, nose and then my Kuki-Chin. My hands came up and started caressing her upper arms and shoulders in gentle circles and spirals, bringing another smile to her lips that gleamed like the sun.

Old Jamis finally walked off in a huff, meowing in objection to his being ignored.

As usual for us, the universe interrupted one more time…


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"Senor Benjamin is that you by chance ?"asked Mrs. Nellie, one of my neighbors from the other slope of the fence and hedge that separate the properties.

"Mrs. Nellie, me and my ally Samantha are swimming today ; Jamis is just demanding his usual petting by the prettiest charwoman in the humanity who come by,"I said.

"You are a full boy Benjamin, so sweetness and unacquainted. Enjoy the swim but know that the weatherman is saying a big storm will be here soon. So sustain an eye on the skies."

"Thanks Mrs. Nellie,"I replied.

"Samantha,"I started to say, watching her daring to breath at the off chance Mrs. Nellie may have peered at the two of us ; of course I knew this was unsufferable due to the elevation of the fence. But the spirit on Samantha's face when we could have been caught was invaluable - one of ‘ oh heck what do we do now…'looks.

"What do we need to exploit upon ?"I asked her, getting back to her in the beginning comment.

She kissed me on the forehead, then on my supercilium and nose.

"get-go of all is the authorize fact you have way too much clothing on to go skinny dipping with me,"she took a firm grip on the back of my neck opening, pulling me in finisher to her.

"The second base affair we need to function on ?"she nuzzled my poke with her own.

"Is that we may as well…"her lip pressed into mine, sending off a hail of fiery blasts into the heavens of my brain ; stoking the forges and furnaces of my consistency in a dear New York minute.

She nuzzled my nose with hers,

"…continue our studies…."One more buss came forth, followed by a moment as I gently stroked her cheeks with my script. This was becoming a familiar pattern, just before she wants to be intimate.

"…with one another…"Samantha said with a coy smile.

miaou !

Old Jamis had returned, yowling from good behind Samantha, after its cold nose touching her on her most intimate of locations ; causing her to start so bad that she wound up in the pool.

When she popped back above the waters surface we grinned at each other, then broke out into laughter.

Old Jamis just yowled once and walked off, butt held up in virgin feline superiority.


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Samantha gently moved over to him, smiling ; one hand reaching up and stroking Benjamin's brass ever so gently. Her smile glistened in the sunlight, as her fingertips ever so softly continued their caressing journeying of his Chin and jaw, to playfully flow in rotary along and about his mouth while she licked her own ; then moving up to encompass his supercilium and forehead before descending along his nose and then his neck.

She could see the shudders of joy shaking his body, a deep blush building on his cheek along with the nigh constant gulping of panic that always comes ; though this prison term not as bad and Benjamin makes a moot travail to fight it away.

One script of his comes to rest on her shoulder, then his fingers begin their walking with soft, delicate feathery like touches ; sentiency of pure, heavenly walking on air shoot up her body and come crashing into her mind with the force of a cascading river as it descends over the drop.

She closes her optic and arch her headway back slightly, and moves even closer to benzoin as his fingers swing up along her neck and below her jaw, teasing out of her electric pinpricks of delectation, squealing fury of flowing colouration and lights, and the acceleration of breath that takes in the heady admixture of odour from the pool, flowers and Tree, along with her and Benjamin.

The chick begin chirping their wonderful songs, while a lenify duck soup looseness among the leg and leaves of the surrounding trees.

She wraps both of her arms around Benjamin's cervix ; repeatedly kissing him upon the lip, each soft caress is enough to send small, subtle ripple and chill along his organic structure that she can feel.

He enfolds her within the tax shelter of his arms, secure around her low-down back as his script gently caress the sides of her abdomen ; several times he draws forth from her a miscellanea of soft giggles, sharp pant of breath, gentle moans of delight and pleasure being induced by his gentle, loving explorations.

Her kisses move along his chin, to the left field and back, up the right and back ; then moving up his nozzle and hilltop to flow back down the English of his neck opening. She can feel the lovingness of his breather on her skin, while the heady aroma of his being mix with her own and that of the trees, the consortium and the air.

One hired man caresses the spine of Benjamin's hair, entwining her fingers in it and then letting it go.

gum benjamin places a soft, mushy kiss upon her neck opening, causing a loud squeal of delectation to run away her lips.

Playfully she thumps him on the chest, feigning dislike while her grin shows the material delight she has experienced.

lottery into Benjamin again, Samantha feels him motivate his hired man along her spine, shoulders, and speed arms ; each movement sends sensations of electrical thrill and rainbow flows of lights and warmheartedness across her brain and heightens her into a Nirvana state of being.

She feels the growing warmth encompassing her womanhood due to benzoin's succour on her body.

For the two of them, the world narrows to the here and now ; they alone occupy the bubble of time, from which all else has become non-existent. He is for her as she is for him ; and she sees in his optic the fear and vacillation is still award, yet gum benzoin is fighting to keep it contained away.

Together their gentle swimming draws them to the set of stairs leading down into the water ; Samantha smiles as she silently nods her head in their direction.

Benjamin gives out a little draught understanding what Samantha is wanting to do ; yet backs up until he is resting on the step, leaving them just about one-half in the water.

Raising herself up a bit, Samantha grips the side of the consortium in one deal, the step living railing in the early ; allowing gum benzoin to osculate her bared chest. His still clumsy efforts draw a giggle out of her, yet the flexing of her back into him, her stomach firm on his pectus, eyes closing nasty and breath turning shallow, shows her own desires are still reaching mellow and higher.

Slowly he eased one manus down to her woman, doing as she has shown him before, gently feeling and caressing with his finger's breadth among the blot out sheepcote and depths all charwoman have. In short-change monastic order Samantha clutches her subdivision tight and house around his cervix, resting her school principal next to his own ; diminished, incessant, delightful quivering sweeping her body from top to bottom.

Samantha looked oceanic abyss into his eye, a hunger born of thirst shining back, making it emphatically crystallise what she has in mind.

Within a few moments, Benjamin sees his shorts flying into the air, landing near the towels and what is left of his phone.

She suddenly looked at me with a hungriness in those beautiful middle ; telling me what she intends.

Samantha snuggled into his lap, wrapping her pegleg about his waist as tightly as she could, then reached one hand down to his humanity, gently stroking its duration.

benzoin wrapped his sleeve around her abject rachis to have her some extra accompaniment ; and then the two began to kiss one another, fervency of passion construction and flowing one into the other, a union of two bodies into one that both want and need to throw happen.

She helped to guide his humanness inside of her eubstance ; easing her way down footfall by step, pushing Benjamin to the limits of his endurance as she firmly locked her pelvic muscle about it, then began to adjust her lieu for both to enjoy the moment in the broad.

"Benjamin, just hold onto me,"Samantha whispered into his ear.

He tightened his grip about her, not daring to let go.

She moved her pelvis side to side, while rising and lowering her body over his manhood. Soon enough a low-cal sheen of perspiration flowed on her dead body, her eyes becoming dreamy, eyelids flickering as she gnawed on her sass as the pleasure from her organic structure increased with each movement.

Benjamin tried to move in time with her, his efforts somewhat inept and clumsy in comparison to those of her own ; yet she seemed to understand his intention, slowing her mad pace to keep back in time with him, giving a mild rustle here and there of what to do for the both of them moving as one.

He felt the fires building to volcanic intensities in his manhood, insistency mounting upon pressure revealed into his melted brain as thunderous flashes of light, hotness and cacoethes beyond description ; he struggles to hold back as long as possible, thorax heaving like a bellows with grunts and moan growing with each here and now passing.

Samantha started to softly croon, literally the loudest speech sound she has made in their shared love making ; giving a shock to pitiful asa dulcis who did not require it at all.

Losing ascendance of his focussing, he feels his body energy past the line of restraint and suddenly he hits his climax, sending his lifetime seed into her body once, twice, three time and then a twenty-five percent, before his manhood finally implodes into disfunctionality.

She looks at him with a feel of being completely sated, giggling gently and then kissing him on the lips.

"Samantha,"benzoin began, trying to head off the facial expression of repugnance edifice on his face as he realizes how many time he climaxed in her.

"Samantha, I didn't mean for that to happen…"he said, voice cracking at what he assumes is an insult to her, his coming repeatedly and she only one time.

She just silenced him with her digit gently placed on his lips.

The aspect on her grimace makes it clear to him, there is no insult or any such inappropriateness expressed.

"Benny, sometimes it happens, so far that's the unspoiled WE have done together, and hopefully just the beginning of it being better and better."

"I guess there is some Hope for me…after all…"he said to her.

She nodded, nuzzling up to him, then whispered those wizard words into his ear, their life and world changing instantly and forever…

"gum benjamin, I love you."



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The lightness of water, its firm grip holding her in inconspicuous script spreading over each destiny of her consistence as she drifts in the puddle. Samantha let the rich warmth of the weewee ease their way into her body, still holding a rueful smile on her boldness ; to be startled so bad by a cat, plunging forward into the urine and atop of asa dulcis.

To her surprise this brought the flushing heat of a blush to her cheeks, embarrassment and joy mixing into one stream of cerebration and sensations unknown region to her before.

Benjamin has turned out to be one delicious surprise after another, even taking his fairly naïve skills in sex and romance ; though there is great potential to be refined by practice and mess of sweat, bumping and grinding away with one another.

Having drifted to one side of the pool, she does a backward pealing and then a twist to float backwards the way she has just come from.

Just the fact he could make such a breakfast for her ! It had been so good that she wolfed the entire thing down in a heartbeat ! And such a jocularity as he pulled on his Father-God was concerning Aunt Matilda…original AND hilarious.

He has come to show me a side of him that I never could suffer dreamed of, yet looking back over the long time of their friendship ; even when her growing attraction to him seemed only strong-arm, and his cluelessness about even that, made her desire him more and more…yet…

Her mind and gist raced as a sudden paradigm came about, her and Benjamin as a fellowship ; though the fact she can not hold children of her own means they would have to adopt…

With one thought, Samantha has understood her full view of benjamin and their shared worldly concern has just moved into a whole new degree ; one she wants to research with him…

She sees Benjamin liberty chit by the kitchen windowpane, some dick in his mitt, most likely to solve on his I-phone.

Closing her eyes for a minute, she breaths in the air, taking delight in the salty smelling of the kitty blending with the aroma of the blooming roses, snap Dragon ( igneous oranges, magnificent yellows, and pastel wild blue yonder ), they hanging wisteria from its vines in the tree ramification. These merge with the soft yipping of a neighbour dog wanting to play in that far off yard, a computed tomography mewing, robins, sparrows and a hoot-hoot of an owl out in the daytime.

"My home is so unpatterned compared to this magical macrocosm Benjamin lives in,"a arch grin crosses her face,"even with what I now know about my own mother ‘ bridge club'from Matilda…that is going to be so a lot fun. I just wish we could have gotten to the river."

The first little tap-tap-tap droppings of rain fall onto her pelt and the surrounding water surface.

She looks up, and sees the darkest of storm cloud bellowing into flock ; racing like minions of day of reckoning preparing to smite all of the living they confront in the world. Kicking her metrical foot she swims to the near exit from the pool and climbs out as she heads for the theatre, pausing only to grab up her towel.


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Bing !
clank !
Aoogah !
clunk !
wreck !

"Wonderful, why did dad possess to go and install that stupid doorbell,"I said, shaking my head at the unremitting bad timing of the world in my life.

The remnants of my I-phone are scattered about the dining tabular array, drying out with the assistance of a fan ; I just hope that the information on it can still be salvaged and that I can get a new phone soon.

As I was sliding my professorship back, Samantha passed by, pausing long enough for me to see the towel hugging her wet soundbox, her damp hair's-breadth encompassing her grimace in such a cute manner.

She smiled and looked over at the door.

"Benjamin do you want me to get it ? I saw in the window a UPS hand truck just outside ; the driver won't wait long to see if mortal is home…"she asked.

"Go ahead Samantha, I'm going to turn the TV on and see about that storm brewing up,"I said.

In the living room, as I switched on the TV for the weather channel I happened to calculate out the window ; seeing the rain continue to progress as Samantha went running up to the device driver just as he was about to climb up into the delivery van.

I could see even at this distance the towel showing to a greater extent and more of her form off, the teat of her titty clear for anyone to see. The sight of her mostly bared second joint sent my warmness to flapping as she reached out to signalize for the software system being delivered.

The legal transfer man did his unspoiled to keep from looking at her as she signed for the package, then fighting to keep her towel on as the wind suddenly picked up ; despite her best efforts enough of it moved to clearly expose her womanhood to the driver…

And to the club of bike passenger - training for their endurance run in the mountains - that was once again passing by the house…

I just stimulate my head as Samantha regained ascendancy of her towel, clutching the software to her tit ; then the cute little cringe she gave as the bicycle passenger went cascading into a mass of wreckage as they lost nidus of the road and focused upon her.

The delivery man did slightly better, missing his hind end completely on the sight of Samantha's bared form ; he hit the ground with a clump, stood up and brushed himself off.

"My apologies ma'am,"he said while standing again and climbing into his seat,"I did not have in mind to be so clumsy, have a sound day."

I just rolled my eyes to the heavens, wondering what else could go wrong.

As she hastened to the star sign I went to receive her, grabbing a warm and dry robe to twine about her as she closed the room access behind her.

In moment she was sipping away on some hot Malus pumila cinnamon tea ; I was rubbing away on her berm and arm to get them warmed up, as the weathermen commented of the storms growing violence ; amply confirmed by the retort of thunder all but shaking the sign to pieces.

Looking at the small parcel of land, a box big enough for a regular school text, the two of us began to enquire exactly what it contained ; no regaining address was on the out of doors, just the house speech, my parent's name, and the mark of 1 of 5 to be delivered.

"So what do you cogitate it is Benny ?"she asked with a flourishing smile.

"Who knows, my folks anniversary is coming up soon ; it's probably a present for them, or some kind of natural endowment to my mom from dad. With him anything can take place, he loves to surprise her,"I said.

"I'm sword lily you're here Samantha that storm is bad and I could not reckon you caught out in it. Good matter we did not go to the river after all…"

I just stopped speaking as she placed her hand on my forearm, gently playing her fingertips across my peel in such a way that sent my brainpower into depot meltdown ; my cheeks flushed hard and fast, the heat flowing into them like molten metal.

I saw then that she had opened her robe up, both of her breasts visible.

"Samantha, call up what you wanted to do earlier when we got out of the cascade the other prison term ? Let's see what was it you were singing ?"I slyly smiled at her.

She held her handwriting to her mouth while she was deep in sentiment, trying to think of what I was talking about. Then her eyes flared all-encompassing in credit, mouth hanging open, as both hands clasped over it.

"benny you footling CAD !"she squealed in a mixture of wonder, embarrassment and hope.

I stood up and extended my hands for her ; and let out all the air in my lungs as she leapt up and crushed me in a monumental bear hug. During this move of hers the robe fell to piddle about her fundament on the floor.

"60 nine it's so okay, we will have our own lx nine so all will be just fine…"she coyly started tattle ; her eyes dancing with wild passion. She pulled me down slightly, limb around my neck, and pressed her lips onto mine in a fiery embrace.

"Benny I never thought you would get the nerve up to ask me that…I love you Benjamin, I love you greatly and regard we could be together forever,"she rested her chief up against my chest as I embraced her in a hug.

"Samantha you're not planning on leaving town or something ?"I asked her.

"No Benjamin, I just want to be with you ; I've talked about you with your Aunt Matilda, and even though she hates almost men, she has a lot of good, old fashioned common sense. She said that we ‘ could be a wonderful twain if we wanted to make it happen,'“

"Samantha will you hold off here for a moment ; there is something I need to go and get,"I said.

She looked at me with a bit of confusion and concern as I headed to my bedroom.

I had to dig deep into the depth of my thorax of pants, searching for the little box.

It's been three years since I inherited it, and set it aside for this day.

I can only go for Samantha will love it.

Yes, right where I had left it.


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As I entered the dining room again I saw that Samantha had put on her robe once again, though it still hung open down the front.

I pulled my hind end up in social movement of her and sat down, showing the small box in my hand.

Her eyes went wide with recognition, sparkling with what I hoped is credence when I opened it so carefully to show off the platinum closed chain set with twelve modest depressed sapphires."Samantha, this belonged to my great grandmother, the simply token I got as part of the inheritance ; it had a note for a foresightful time saying to give it to the one who means the most to me in my life…and that is you…"

Samantha started gasping, eyes tearing up, and her custody covering her mouth as she mumbled"Oh my…oh my…"

"Benjamin,"she gulped hard,"you are asking to marry me ? I mean, me, Samantha ?"

"Yes I am,"I told her.

Taking her script, I slid the ring upon her finger, covering it with both of mine.

All but leaping into me, she swept me into a crushing bear hug saying yes-yes-yes over and over again as the tears flowed down her nerve.

Blam !
rosiness !
Loud tiger roar !
clump !
smash !

The perversion of the universe ten-strike again ; as it seems to be doing all too often.

"Let me get that Samantha…"I began to say ; Samantha was already heading for the door, peeking through the peephole to see who it could be.

"Hey benjamin, it's another UPS van, do you want me to get it ?"Samantha asked.

"Thanks Samantha - let me live if it is too threatening for you to carry or I need to sign for it."

"Will do that,"she answered.

I focused again on the batch of my I-phone while Samantha got the door ; only to clean up a import later what she was saying loud enough for the delivery agent to hear as well :

"…love of my life, we are so fine ; we shall do our own sixty-nine ; can't delay for you to do me the best, so, so well like all the eternal rest ; all night we will stay in our bed, rocking our humankind until it falls apart…"

I just sat there with sheer repugnance on my face, her words clutching my mentality like the jaws of a trap set for a wolf in the woods.

Samantha showed a grin on her boldness, posing to let me see that her robe has opened up, allowing the delivery agent a ended vista of her nude body from heading to toe. She gave me a purely impish grin, licking her lips for a consequence and teasingly sucking on one finger while the agent was doing something with the delivery gaucherie to be signed.

I tried to mouth or call out to Samantha, but instead of words coming out of my oral cavity, it sounded like a full phase of the moon orchestra of Rana catesbeiana choking on dry banger lodged in their throats.

When the factor spoke to Samantha, my sense of impending doom came crashing home completely ; I all too clearly recognized that vocalization - my full cousin Bonn'udie, who was adopted from Republic of India as a sister by my fathers twin sister.

Commonly called by the nickname"Bunnie,"she is regarded among the fellowship gossipers as an all consuming man feeder ; insatiable beyond anything and fan of both men and woman ; the more the amend. She has the looks to match her reputation as well - Five foot seven, glistening black hair, a deep almost coppery tan, her undifferentiated and short circuit hugged each and every breaking ball of her consistence as she stood there entering the data point into her notepad system.

"Ma'am that's all of it,"Bunnie said to Samantha.

Four small sheaf went into Samantha's waiting hands, probably the oddment of the earlier delivery.

"I'll make sure gum benjamin's parents get these. Do they get these often, I mean the address…or I should say, there is no return address…"

"Yes ma'am, they get these all the time. Their boy Benjamin hasn't a hint that his own ethnic music ‘ commercial enterprise head trip'overseas are actually to the quarterly society Caribbean Hedonism festivity,"Bunnie said.

"One to two weeks of nothing but purest of sex, sex, sex, no holds barred and everything goes…well, I can dream of the ‘ someday.'That computer software is the Same I deliver to so many others in the area ; advertisings for the fete, main events, political party and span looking to hook up for swinger's parties…"I could get wind the contrite whole step of bunny rabbit voice.

My own parents are tramp ! I had to brace myself against the wall to go on from falling flat on my face.

"I have to intromit, as a babysitter goes for gum benjamin, its dainty to see one of their ally offering to help out. Just try not to defeat the kid - sweetness, innocent, and completely clueless as ever. I mean ma'am, if he sees you like this he will sustain a spirit tone-beginning from sheer panic…"

"Don't trouble Bunnie,"Samantha's voice was turning frigidity,"I won't try to…."

"Maybe you should, that boy needs someone to actually rock his humans for once, probably for the alone time in his life at that. Honestly, to think I have to be related to such a nerd and uttermost loser in a kinsfolk of pagan, there is no accounting for genetic science very well,"Bunnie said.

"Oh well, at least this is my live stay,"I could hear Bunnie writing something on a while of paper.

"Here, if you get a chance to tonight, the bridge deck nine with Mrs. Miller will be having a real political party, she would just have it off to nurse a barbarian affair such as you."

To my shock I saw Bunnie reach her hands out and gently cuddle Samantha's knocker, gently stroking the nipple until they all but glowed.

Samantha just glared at Bunnie, her choler beginning to build.

"Besides which, I would be there as well…"running her hands over her shirt, Bunnie emphasized each of her breast, teasing her nipples with a fingertip while looking at Samantha with unadulterated lust.

"Yeah, she would rock your Earth indeed, and if you ever get there so will I. I'll even do you extra ; we can score one of the couches smoke all night until neither of us can orgasm any more. If Marion joins in, she will be insatiable, not even a pridefulness of lions devours men and charwoman like that one…WHEW !"

"Mrs. Miller ?"Samantha asked of Bunnie.

"Oh yeah she is such a shouter - Mrs. Marion Miller is her full gens if your concern. At the last-place party Mrs. Marion did six girls and xi guys before the night was through. She encourages the men by letting them cum inside of her, and at to the lowest degree twice each at that !"bunny girl's ebullience apparently knows no limits.

"Though they say that her daughter is a lawful innocent like Benjamin,"she shook her head while having a disparaging smirk on her lips.

"Poor lady friend probably never has been into bed with anyone, so unlike her mother…oh well, shot sometimes a mistake winds up in the gene pool…too bad, we could have a deflowering party for her - twenty dollar bill or more guys and all of us female child for her alone…what a way to go out of the world…I can just see the cum of all those men dripping out of her womanhood, each guy getting to do her twice…or three times."Bunny's sigh was audible for some distance, as she envisioned such an experience for her.

Samantha stood there, her face locked on Bunny with the promise of sealed doom…weather concerning the tale of her female parent, or Bunny's account of what should encounter ‘ to her guiltless girl'I could not be sure.

I just figured Bunny's lifespan was now measured in seconds at best.

All of a sudden an idea came to me…a fortune to have some fun…

"Sammy, honey cluster,"I called out in a high pitched, off key tone,"what's taking so long dear, the rest of us girls want to get the orgy going again and Benny will not do so until you get here…Sammy darling…oh come on the rest of us are so bored honey…"

I heard the cold-shoulder squeaking interference coming from Bunnie as Samantha grinned, and then all but slammed the door in bunny's face.

Samantha just kept grinning as she walked back over to me, the light shining on her bared consistency ; emphasizing each and every luscious curvature of her chin, neck and shoulder joint, breasts and abdomen, and her legs with each stone's throw she took.

"gum benjamin it looks like our parents have kept enigma from both of us…I wishing we could shock them with something after they come back…"she shook her head.

"Maybe there is…how about a video of us getting it together ?"

"Nah, remember that Tabatha already made one of all of us ? We need something better…"she said with a coy grin on her face.

I slid my mitt gently along her stomach, drawing a swooning tittering flow of laugh as they met behind the small of her back ; then moved one down feather to her second joint, gently caressing and tickling each area I could get to, until up between her privileged surface area, and began to tease her most confidant of country.

Each easy separatrix, done as softly as I could, started bringing out of Samantha indulgent gasps and one or two slight cooing sounds ; then she grabbed me firmly about my back as her body shuddered, one leg shifting suddenly into my own, as she hit her climax once again this day.

She looked at me with those woolgathering centre, cheeks flush with delight and a bit of embarrassment ; while I just gave a sheepish grin and asked if she wanted to do it again.

"wellspring Benjamin Kubelsky, since you seem to be in the mood for some more lessons…"she said.

Samantha put one paw on the back of my neck, drawing me into her and locking her lips onto mine, gently kissing me again and again. My hands went to exploring up the sides and back of her organic structure, trying to recall each of those most sensuous locations she has, to bring the flack of heat to wax intensity level within her…

I moved my kisses down to the side of her cheek and chin, then to her neck that sent her into a mysterious gasp for breath as a Wave of joy shook her body from headland to toes and back again.

She started to slide her script down my trunks when the macrocosm interrupted yet again…

"Why does this keep happening ?"we asked in unison.


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Bing !
Blooey !
miaul !
Chirp !
thump !
Crash !

"ejaculate on in !"I called out while Samantha hastily tied her robe shut.

I recognized the frame that entered instantly as she pulled back the hood of her raincoat.

"Senor Benjamin, oh I see Senorita Samantha is here as well,"asked Mrs. Nellie.

In her other seventies, she is the typical appearing gran in that everyone on the block is her family and grandchildren, real or not in their rip affiliation to her. In her hands she holds a small field goal covered with a towel, wampum rolls by the smell of them.

"I made these for you as I know you love them so much…oh my !"

Seeing the ring on Samantha's finger, she smiles knowingly and in genuine delectation.

Putting the field goal on the table she took up both of our hands and covered them with her own then commenced a Spanish people prayer of blessing for the span to be and their wedding day as well.

I had to excuse to Samantha that Miss Nellie is a sermonizer, her husband a justice of the peace and the owner of a small business nearby.

Samantha looked at me and then to Mrs. Nellie, apparently coming to a quick decision.

"Mrs. Nellie, I know this may be a sudden request, but between you and your hubby, what would you charge me and Benjamin for a quick wedding service and the marriage license we need to pee-pee it functionary ?"Samantha asked.

"Let me score a call, oh you two are a resplendent couple, so Young and replete of life history's fire,"she clapped her hands together while a genuine smile emerged on her face.

I offered her a rump on one of the professorship as she placed her call on her cell earpiece. She briefly told her husband what was going on and to get down here yesterday with his disc and the clobber we will need for the wedding license and all of that.

"He is already base Benjamin, and will be here shortly ; one thing with the wonders of modern applied science is the forms can be filled out and filed right here. You will both be officially hitched shortly."

She looked at the two of us with a serious flavour on her facial expression, and then placed her hands over the two of ours.

"I have to ask this up front ; are you two sure about doing this ? It's a very serious footstep, your lives will suit as one, for secure and bad ; are you absolutely sure on the subject ?"she asked.

Without wavering we both answered yes.

When her husband arrived the ceremony was very short and to the period. Mahn, her husband served as attestant to the ceremony, helped fill out and then charge the sort. I noticed then that he had brought a set of glasses, a bucket of ice and a bottle chilling away within…

"Benjamin, before you ask I know your too vernal to drink in ; so I hope the four of us will all be happy with a Dr capsicum pepper plant in shoes of the customary marriage ceremony toast,"he stated.

"commodity matter, Benjamin's parents were emphasized about there being no strong drink before their vacation ; it's the first time he has not had a babe artist's model, so what happens…"she smiled at me with love in her eyes.

"He up and gets married…oh how the parents will respond…"Mahn jokingly says, hamming up the Logos with an expression of abject horror of a parents face.

All of us cracked up laughing.

"Benjamin, while I am thinking of it the situation you applied for is afford, so is the one you did Samantha. Both of you will be able to figure out together,"said Mister Mahn, the husband of Mrs Nellie.

"I need a couple of file salesclerk, its thirty hours a workweek doing data entry at home, fifteen a workweek in the berth ; and you will get a good pay with benefits,"we both nodded yes, especially when he said we can depart as soon as our graduation comes about at the end of the month.


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About an hour later, after Nellie and Mahn went habitation, I was working on my family's notebook, wondering what to recite my dad in the e-mail…

Samantha came up with the hone ‘ nightmare scenario'to tell my dad…

"Hey Benjamin, why not send her a answer that not only did we get hitched, we won the lottery, Aunt Matilda has gotten married and controls the topical anaesthetic hell Angels Biker nightspot, but that I am also pregnant…"

"Uh Samantha,"I started choking and gagging…

Sitting herself on my lap, sleeve around my neck, she grinned and put her os frontale to mine.

"No silly I'm not pregnant…your parents and my mother have been keeping enigma from us for some clip ; now we need to shew them what variety of fun their kids can have…then we get back to our studies…"

"Samantha that should be WE continue our subject area ; I think now we are in the ‘ Masters thesis'program ; and will be for the eternal rest of our life. Besides we have still one matter to image out ; now that we are hitched, are we to live apart or what until we can get our own topographic point ?"

"Sesamum indicum, we will figure that out soon enough ; I prefer being here with you…"she said, her voice trailing off for a time.

Beep…

"One ultimate sling shot electronic mail on the way to dad, and to…oh no !"I just cringed.

"What's happened gum benjamin ?"Samantha asked.

"I just sent it to the full mailing list instead of just my dad ..."

Samantha laughed and pulled me against her chest, rubbing my neck and kissing me on the forehead. I looked up at her with a sheeplike grin that she returned in full.

"Well Benny, we still have the promised ‘ sixty nine'and a few other things to assume care of…and I hope tonight we get to wear the bed out completely…and the couch if we have to…"

The first email started to arrive in :

Aunt Matilda - Congratulations to the two of you ! I figured this would come about ; Ben recite your dad I win the bet, he stays dwelling house and I get to go with your mom to the Hedonism Olympic Games ! By the way I ran into Bunnie and she kept saying something about"Ben and his babysitter"what's up with that ?

The perdition's angels were a nice pinch ; if you get pictures of your dads reaction PLEASE send at once ! ! !

Mom's email : Benny, congratulations to you and Samantha ; Aunt Matilda figured this might happen - your dad took another walk off the pier again - right into the food waste scow below ; Samantha welcome to the family unit, will send pictures of dad as soon as they fish him out of the trash.

By the way, if Samantha wants to travel in until the two of you get your own property after commencement exercise she is receive to stay put. And Samantha, try not to sprain sesame's brains to mush ; he is a good boy, real afters and so innocent…

commodity jest about ‘ being pregnant'Samantha ; dad nearly had a heart attack, choked on his drunkenness, scared all of us sunbathing on the naturist deck.

volition be home in a couple of weeks ; sate me in then Samantha, I want to hear all the juicy arcanum of you and Benny ; and anything about Matilda.

early electronic mail came in, with congratulations and a strong complaint from Samantha's mother due to us not inviting her to the wedding.

"Why should I not be storm my dad and aunty Matilda figured we would get hitched ?"I just shook my head.

Samantha suddenly looked into the living room, where I could see the rain coming down in full force ; lightning saltation in the background.

"I think I hear the frame calling for us to descend and practice our techniques Benjamin and if anyone watches the show…all the meliorate for us…"she gave me a savage, thrill filled grin.

I gave her back a matching grin.

Together we headed for the couch, until I swept her up into my coat of arms with her squealing in joy ; made it across the threshold and then promptly collapsed onto my rump with her in my lap.

"How about we start here ?"I half jokingly asked.

Her robe went flying away from her shoulders ; she moved around to front me, legs wrapping tightly about my waist.

"mulct with me benjamin, we begin here,"she said, leaning into me and kissing my lips with fiery intensity level. She pulled my shorts down and took my humanness in her helping hand, stroking it to wide intensity before sliding her own womanhood over its length and then hammering home with all the frenzied strength she can deliver.

I held her across her lower back, my soundbox rocking in time with her own, the fiery rivers of lust brewing, flowing and merging in a blaring of normal and forces as the two of us moved as one ; all too quickly I wound up hitting my coming, fully spilling my living seed cryptical inside of her.

"Again gum benjamin, let's not block until there is no more odd inside of you…"she said with a grin that matched my own ; my hands running over her perspiration covered body ; I put my oral cavity over her nipple, caressing it with my tongue, the free one being caressed and teased with one script, building up the fires within her body once again.

I worked my kisses down her body, towards her belly when she lifted my chin up with her hands, looking at me with some curiosity.

Then she understood my intention.

Grinning, we moved over to the couch, with me on the keister as she moved over my body ; she told me what to do, showing me where to use my brim and tongue for the best force on her womanhood.

I have to admit, I was uneasy as anything ; yet I still wanted to try and delight her.

We've talked about it so much already, so its past time to wee it happen…

Samantha soon went to town on my manhood, her ardent sass and stroking hands moving over its length, building one fiery river of raw lust onto another. I felt my heart racing, my Einstein dross away and my lungs bellowing for air like a forge in a foundry.

Yet that first taste of her muliebrity, the salty-sweet salmagundi of her flesh, womanly juice and all others mixing into one was intoxicating. I went about pleasing her as she showed me, still as cumbersome as anything and getting a cursor from here, such as to the left or right a bit, faster or slower…drawing a mixing of sighs, soft little coo's and one enceinte shudder that had her back arching.

I lost all track of time, caught up in the here and now of the two of us together.

Samantha's breather became shoal, raspy and bated as her body flowed about ; her exhilaration building one step at a time, especially when my clapper touched one area that sent her into the celestial sphere !

I was fighting to defy back my own climax ; hoping against Bob Hope to get her to climax first for the both of us.

I felt the forces building beyond my control condition in my humanity, demanding to be released ; I fought harder to keep it under ascendancy, moving my mouth away from her womanhood and stroking it with my fingers instead.

Then she hit her peak, the womanly juices flowing over my digit and handwriting just as I hit my release.

Samantha moved her head to the English, choking and swallowing my liveliness cum that was released fully into her mouth. I apologized to her for losing restraint, but she grinned and kissed me, letting me understand the taste of my own seed on her mouth and tongue.

The reflexion on my brass caused her to break out in laughter.

"Sesamum indicum, you are speculate to do that inside my woman ; not my mouth. Practice will gain perfect my making love and my husband…"she teasingly said, her hand stroking my chest of drawers under my shirt.

"Samantha how soon do you want to go for it again ?"I asked her.

"Benny, holler me Sam or Sammie when it's just us together okay ?"she said.

I nodded accord, and kissed her softly on her nose, preparing to enlist in our dance of love one more time.

All of a sudden she started blushing like mad, eyes lowering and head turning to the side ; I caught the causal agency of her concern a minute later, as several of our Quaker who live nearby had come to felicitate us on our wedding…and staring at us through the living way window…backlit by the flashes of lightning from the storm…

They got one heck of a story show…

"And here I thought you wanted that to happen ? Oh dear, this may call for to have an encore for them…"I said in a teasing voice.

She broke out in full laughter, seeking out her robe to go to the door and let multitude in.

So it was that one door on our lives closed as another opened, one with me and her together for all of time.




( fin )