Sometimes crazy outcome are remembered by where and when things happen. While my parents are on vacation I had hoped to deliver a common, clueless, homework filled to the gun walls kind of time ; intermittently excited by the front of my ripe acquaintance Samantha.

However, the last mates of daylight since she and me began our ‘ sexual field'has turned my world upside down in more ways than I could imagine. How could anyone think that Samantha, a lady and now lover I know I still will let down in the end, would even show me the time of day beyond friendship…

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

Sometimes things change, and with that change your earthly concern turns in an unexpected, wondrous and incredible new direction.

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


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Once again my folk music had made middleman via e-mail ; the usual update with moving picture of their holiday, along with the usual head of school/friends/relatives/neighbors and the like. Dad being dad was good to the tip in his questions : Is the house still entire ? Have I burned the city to the ground ? Won the drawing yet ?

I sent back to them :

All is fine, Samantha is helping me with my field of study ; auntie Matilda is coming by to make sure as shooting the house is still intact. She sends her love with full osculation and all, says she is seeing someone special and will accept a new story tell you involving a motorbike and a ride for you dad in the sidecar.

I would make out to see the flavor on his face when that happened !

I was soaking my animal foot in the backyard pool, listening to the gentle gurgle of the unreal falls and the breeze in the trees that block out the full world, when dad texted me with a simple message - Listen to Matilda, she has a good bit of common sense ; ‘ have it away and kisses'nearly gave me a marrow attack son. Bad enough I walked off the end of the pier.

Now that gave me a deep, flash and long laugh ; so I promptly e-mailed back to mom, asking that she send any pictures of dads walk off the dock.

She responded with a simple, curt, reply of"Shall do Benny."

"Who is benne ?"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 one-half fell, one-half leapt into it.

When I managed to get back up to the surface ; gasping, sputtering piss from my lungs, only to see Samantha sitting there with a grinning on her brass. She just rolled her heart and giggled, apparently she has been sitting there for some fourth dimension behind me.

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

"Who is this ‘ Benny'mentioned in the e-mail ?"she asked for a endorsement time.

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

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

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

I nodded yes to her, knowing that she will not tease me constantly with that nickname ; 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 thing about floating around in a swimming pool, it gives you a rather alone linear perspective on the existence ; sometimes it also gives you that moment you need to see things as the way they have become…

So it is that I noticed two things about Samantha :

The commencement is how her smile shone in the light, her eyes glistening with playful laughter in their astuteness, and yet more was there, inviting and placate all in one ; the way her hand gently plays in her fuzz ; even the slight rosiness hugging her impudence as she giggles with a bit of nervousness and looks down and away, yet looking back just as quickly.

I see Samantha my good friend, and I see Samantha who has come to imply so much more.

The early thing I had noticed was kind of obvious at any starting time glance…

It is her make out want of a bathing costume ; not to mention any garment at all ; covering her bared, beautiful body.

I just took in the mess of her sitting on a thick-skulled towel, one arm looped under her drawn up knees, the other hand teasingly twining her hair about the digit ; her cutis intimation in the light, her diminished chest visible with their tit firm and pink.

She slowly moved her one bridge player from her hair down her cheek, jaw and neck ; a grinning of pure mischief shone while she licked her lips seductively with her knife. Her center one-half closed, coyly looking away for a bit and then coming back again as her hand reached her collar bone, teasingly moving in soft, myopic circles.

I watched her place clinch all but two digit, guiding these down to between each of her breasts ; gentle circles starting on the outermost boundary of each knocker, tightening as she spirals them inward, until the tips reach each of her pap, where she gently strokes them in number ; during the entire time she gave out a serial publication of soft gasp and twitching of her body.

Both of her eyes danced with a Passion of Christ different from any former time I have seen so far. Not a wild lust or a passionate burning at the stake for physical intimacy. 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 malarky came up suddenly, dumping a lot of leave from the surrounding Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree all over me.

It took a not bad plenty of try to get them out of my fuzz ; my sheepish smile at Samantha was met in variety by a look of unexpected warmth.

As is distinctive for me, I wind up breaking the bit with a completely stupid question :

"Uh, Samantha, where is your swimming costume ? I thought you were getting ready for aunty Matilda to fall back ?"

"I am in my swimsuit ; the one I intend to fag out for the two of us,"she said, stretching out on a towel on her belly, both of her lower legs flexing slowly up and down.

I drifted up to the side of the pool, totally oblivious that my I-phone is now imitating the Titanic on the bottom of the syndicate. Right now I had other things on my idea, something that I have dreamed of for a farseeing time, hoped for as well, and if it works out today, may actually happen…

"But, but your not wearing one…"when am I going to lay off sounding so stupid ?

"Benjamin, I prefer skinny dipping when I get the chance to,"she stretched out on her side, flexing her leg just so, allowing me to see her titty with their pink, upright nipples looking so fine, her soft abdomen and the womanhood between her legs…

"I prefer not wearing a swimming costume, too confining ; mind you I'm not a nudist, I just like to be out in the sun. How come you didn't poster earlier that I have no tan lines ?"

To emphasize this lowest point she moved her hands around her white meat, gently caressing them in ever tightening band unto the nipples, moving her ramification about to show me her bared articulatio coxae and womanhood ; no tan lines at all, something I had clearly missed.

Once again the obvious eludes me ; but with a wonderment like Samantha around, I guess any man could make believe such a mistake…I just need to take a shit trusted it does not happen anymore.

"No job, do as you wish…"I said to her. The oestrus flowing out of my body should sustain turned the entire pool into a swarm of billowing steam, leaving me slowly melting through the bottom and into the profundity of the earth.

I had to push incredibly hard to keep the usual blind terror from setting in ; that habit has to end now, for the very sake of my own saneness at the least.

"Benjamin, I have a question of my own,"she gave me a coy looking, one of a wily Canis latrans 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 headphone !"I shouted out.

I panicked as I looked around on the nates for it, seeing it in the deep end. Kicking off the shoe and socks, pulling off my shirt and tossing it succeeding to Samantha, I just gave a pillock, shamefaced grin.

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

When I came back up, the firstly phone to recognize my ears was the clarion call of Samantha's cell phone :

Beep - beep - beep.

rental me know that trouble was fully on the way…

I could only wonder what doom is going to occur this time ; though so long as Samantha is there, the anticipation of doom and destruction can be made more tolerable and enjoyable.


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"Daisy just phoned me, Mindy is giving Matilda a purple fit as she is being punished with having to fatigue a apparel for the next three calendar month ; there is a storm warning issued for the river area, seems it blew up from the sea rather unexpectedly, so that portion of our day is out of action,"Samantha said.

"We have the day to ourselves gum benzoin, and I want to have some fun, here in the puddle if you don't mind…it's not the river, yet it's aplomb and wet."She just shook her head in disappointment, whether from not going to the river, or the hope auntie Matilda had made - the fun she wanted to have got with the female child - I never bothered to ask.

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

"By the way,"Samantha asked with a quizzical expression on her face.

Samantha reached out with one hand, gently stroking my blushing boldness ; her eyes dancing with fondness and marvel that enhanced her beauty Sir Thomas More and more. My heart kept skipping a rhythm, while I felt like at practically any minute I would launch off to the moon.

"Matilda kept saying your dad texted her about your e-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 kisses,"is all I could call up to say.

Samantha's burst-of-a-gut, doubled over laughter showed how great a sensory faculty of humor she possesses.

My neighbor's old cat, a tortoise shell calico called Old Jamis heartily yowled in off keyed dissent. Apparently he was stalking a leaf or a flower blowing in the breaking wind, and had his biz interrupted by Samantha.

I have to admit, the sight of Samantha, the sunshine glimmering on her subdued skin and amber haircloth ; heart dancing with complete use of the moment sent a serial publication of electrifying thrills along the entire length of my being. She kept laughing so hard 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 side, bosom heaving up and down, tears shining in the brightness like a m miniature, perfectly cut diamonds.

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

"Yup,"and that sent her into another bout of laughter, her chest and stomach heave, body quaking and eyes shutting tight from the sheer level of amusement ; personally I don't think Samantha could have looked more beautiful to me than at that second, seeing her completely at ease.

She scooted over to the side of the consortium, stretching out with her foreland propped on one hand.

"Honestly gum benjamin, as long as we have known each other I never thought you had THAT kind of humor,"she pulled her knee joint level with her thorax, allowing me to see her womanhood in all its wonder ; the illuminate dampness upon it telling of early sensations at play within her.

"I like it though, I've been learning so very much new stuff about you…yet I can see two thing we need to puzzle out on…"

She stretched forward over the edge of the pool, one hand gently swirling among my soaked hair ; me, I just kept my eyes focused on her brass. Her breasts looked so glorious, my mind wanting to have my manus to move and touch them…no…not now…

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

property onto the consortium's boundary with one hand, I brought the other up to pillow upon one breast.

I still find it amazing how voiced and tender it feels, the fondness of her physical structure flowing into my paw from it ; as she had done earlier, I gently caressed it in a inward spiral from the outer sharpness, finally touching her mamilla in the softest of tinge I can achieve.

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

Samantha's eyes started to have that far seeing, dreamy look upon them ; her breathing gradually became more and to a greater extent shoal, raspy and flowing across her puckering sassing.

Slowly I moved my hand to the side of her organic structure, tenderly teasing and pleasing her tender situation, each one in turn drawing shudders, soft squeals and full gasps of breath as I began to see the slight luster of hidrosis on her eubstance. Twice her tum flexed inward when I ran my fingertips across it, tickling around her belly button, and just reaching the sharpness of her womanhood.

"miaow, meow,"Jamis sounded off.

When my fingerbreadth began to research her almost intimate of area, she grasped the spine of my head teacher with her hand to keep her balance ; her pelvic arch and belly began swaying, her bottom thrusting up into the air, she began to make a series of sharp, biting audio as wave after Wave of joy rolled across her intact body.

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

Finally she threw both of her weapons system around my head and neck, pulling me into her chest and the side of the pocket billiards as one massive shudder hit ; then she looked at me with her languorous eyes and a looking of uttermost contentment on her face.

"Meow,"old Jamis yowled in protest, demanding our attending ; he started bouncing his caput off of Samantha's hip and leg.

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

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

I managed to hold the usual utmost panic filled gulping down to a handful this time ; telling her if she will tell me what to do that I was game.

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

"Meow, meow, miaul,"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 pass water an instant friend for lifetime as long as you feed him."

Samantha got onto her knees, holding firmly with her weapon around my neck ; first her osculation started across my hilltop, then across my eyelids, nose and then my Kuki-Chin. My hand came up and started caressing her upper arms and shoulders in easy circles and spirals, bringing another smiling to her sass that gleamed like the sun.

Old Jamis finally walked off in a miff, 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 fortune ?"asked Mrs Nellie, one of my neighbour from the early side of the fencing and hedge that separate the properties.

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

"You are a good boy Benjamin, so sweetened and innocent. revel the swim but know that the weather forecaster is saying a big violent storm will be here soon. So hold back an eye on the skies."

"Thanks Mrs. Nellie,"I replied.

"Samantha,"I started to say, watching her dare to breath at the off prospect Mrs. Nellie may have peered at the two of us ; of course I knew this was impossible due to the tallness of the fence. But the feeling on Samantha's cheek when we could have been caught was priceless - one of ‘ oh heck what do we do now…'looks.

"What do we need to work upon ?"I asked her, getting back to her earlier comment.

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

"First of all is the absolved fact you have way too a good deal clothing on to go tight fitting dipping with me,"she took a firm grip on the back of my neck, pulling me in finisher to her.

"The second affair we need to do work on ?"she nuzzled my olfactory organ with her own.

"Is that we may as well…"her brim pressed into mine, sending off a hail of fiery blasts into the heavens of my brain ; stoking the forge and furnaces of my body in a near flash.

She nuzzled my nose with hers,

"…continue our studies…."One Thomas More osculation came forth, followed by a second as I gently stroked her cheeks with my hands. This was becoming a familiar pattern, just before she wants to be intimate.

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

MEOW !

Old Jamis had returned, yowling from right behind Samantha, after its cold nose touching her on her most intimate of emplacement ; 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, arse held up in pure feline superiority.


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Samantha gently moved over to him, smiling ; one helping hand reaching up and stroking gum benjamin's cheek ever so gently. Her smile glistened in the sunlight, as her fingertips ever so softly continued their caressing journey of his Chin and jaw, to playfully flow in lot along and about his brim while she licked her own ; then moving up to embrace his brows and forehead before descending along his nose and then his cervix.

She could see the shudders of delight shaking his body, a trench flush building on his cheeks along with the near constant gulping of scare that always comes ; though this time not as bad and Benjamin makes a deliberate cause to push it away.

One mitt of his comes to roost on her shoulder, then his fingers begin their walk with gentle, delicate feathery like contact ; sensations of pure, heavenly walking on air shoot up her organic structure and come crashing into her brain with the military group of a cascading river as it descends over the falls.

She closes her eyes and arcs her head word back slightly, and relocation even closer to Benjamin as his fingers swing up along her neck and below her jaw, teasing out of her electrical pinpricks of delight, squealing frenzies of flowing colors and twinkle, and the quickening of breathing space that takes in the foolhardy commixture of aroma from the pond, efflorescence and trees, along with her and Benjamin.

The skirt begin chirping their fantastic songs, while a gentle breeze plays among the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees.

She wraps both of her arms around Benjamin's neck ; repeatedly kissing him upon the lips, each soft caress is enough to send modest, subtle ripples and shudders along his torso that she can finger.

He enfolds her within the tax shelter of his arms, secure around her lower backbone as his hired hand gently caress the sides of her abdominal cavity ; several times he draws forth from her a concoction of voiced giggles, sharp pant of breath, gentle moans of delight and pleasure being induced by his easy, loving explorations.

Her kisses move along his chin, to the left and back, up the right and back ; then moving up his nose and brow to flow back down the side of his neck. She can find the warmness of his breath on her peel, while the heady scents of his being mix with her own and that of the trees, the pool and the air.

One handwriting caresses the back of Benjamin's hair, entwining her fingers in it and then letting it go.

Benjamin places a soft, slushy kiss upon her neck, causing a cheap squeal of joy to scat her lips.

Playfully she thumps him on the chest, feigning disapproval while her smile shows the actual joy she has experienced.

drawing into asa dulcis again, Samantha feels him move his hands along her acantha, shoulder joint, and upper berth weapons system ; each move sends sensations of electric tingle and rainbow flows of lights and warmth across her brain and heightens her into a Nirvana res publica of being.

She feels the growing warmth encompassing her fair sex due to benzoin's ministration on her body.

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

Together their aristocratical swim draws them to the set of stair leading down into the piddle ; Samantha smiles as she silently nods her headspring in their direction.

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

Raising herself up a bit, Samantha grips the side of the pool in one hand, the step support railing in the other ; allowing gum benjamin to kiss her bar breasts. His still clumsy exertion draw a giggle out of her, yet the flexing of her dorsum into him, her stomach firm on his pectus, eyes closing tight and breath turning shallow, shows her own desires are still reaching higher and higher.

Slowly he eased one hired man down to her womanhood, doing as she has shown him before, gently feeling and caressing with his fingers among the obscure folds and depths all women have. In little society Samantha clutches her arms tight and firm around his neck opening, resting her headway next to his own ; small, constant, delicious quivering sweeping her body from top to bottom.

Samantha looked deep into his optic, a thirst born of lust shining back, making it emphatically unmortgaged 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 hunger in those beautiful center ; telling me what she intends.

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

benzoin wrapped his arms around her lower back to gift her some extra support ; and then the two began to buss one another, blast of Passion building and flowing one into the early, a conjugation of two bodies into one that both want and need to suffer happen.

She helped to pass his humanity inside of her body ; easing her way down stone's throw by step, pushing gum benjamin to the limit point of his endurance as she firmly locked her pelvic muscles about it, then began to adjust her position for both to savour the moment in the fullest.

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

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

She moved her pelvic arch side to side, while rising and lowering her body over his humanness. Soon enough a wanton luster of perspiration flowed on her eubstance, her eyes becoming dreamy, eyelids flickering as she gnawed on her lips as the joy from her body increased with each movement.

gum benzoin tried to affect in time with her, his efforts somewhat inept and clunky in comparability to those of her own ; yet she seemed to sympathize his intentions, slowing her unrestrained pace to maintain in fourth dimension with him, giving a delicate whisper here and there of what to do for the both of them moving as one.

He felt the fires building to volcanic strength in his manhood, pressure mounting upon air pressure revealed into his melted Einstein as thunderous flash of Christ Within, heat and passion beyond verbal description ; he struggles to confine back as long as possible, chest heaving like a bellows with oink and groans growing with each import passing.

Samantha started to softly croon, literally the flash sound she has made in their shared love making ; giving a impact to poor Benjamin who did not expect it at all.

Losing control of his nidus, he feels his body push past the demarcation of constraint and suddenly he hits his climax, sending his life seed into her body once, twice, three times and then a quartern, before his manhood finally implodes into disfunctionality.

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

"Samantha,"Benjamin began, trying to ward off the look of horror building on his brass as he realizes how many time he climaxed in her.

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

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

The grammatical construction on her face makes it readable to him, there is no insult or any such wrongness expressed.

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

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

She nodded, nuzzling up to him, then whispered those magic Word of God into his ear, their life-time and world changing instantly and forever…

"Benjamin, I love you."



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The lightness of water, its firm grip holding her in invisible mitt spreading over each portion of her body as she drifts in the consortium. Samantha let the rich warmth of the waters ease their way into her eubstance, still holding a remorseful smile on her face ; to be startled so bad by a cat, plunging forward into the piss and atop of Benjamin.

To her surprise this brought the flushing heat of a flush to her cheeks, embarrassment and delight mixing into one stream of thought and wizard stranger to her before.

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

Having drifted to one position of the pocket billiards, she does a backward roll and then a crook to float backwards the way she has just come from.

Just the fact he could work such a breakfast for her ! It had been so unspoilt that she wolfed the full thing down in a heartbeat ! And such a joke as he pulled on his male parent was concerning aunt Matilda…original AND hilarious.

He has come to show me a position of him that I never could experience dreamed of, yet looking back over the hanker prison term of their friendly relationship ; even when her growing attractiveness to him seemed only physical, and his cluelessness about even that, made her desire him more and more…yet…

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

With one thought, Samantha has understood her intact view of gum benjamin and their shared populace has just moved into a hale new spirit level ; one she wants to explore with him…

She sees Benjamin pass by the kitchen window, some tools in his handwriting, most likely to act on his I-phone.

shutting her eyes for a moment, she breaths in the air, taking joy in the salty smell of the puddle blending with the odour of the bloom roses, picnic dragons ( fervent oranges, brilliant yellows, and pastel vapours ), they hanging wisteria from its vines in the Tree branches. These merge with the soft yipping of a neighbour dog wanting to spiel in that far off yard, a Arabian tea mewing, robins, sparrows and a hoot-hoot of an owl out in the daytime.

"My home plate is so unvarnished compared to this magical man asa dulcis lives in,"a prankish smiling crosses her face,"even with what I now know about my own mother ‘ bridge golf-club'from Matilda…that is going to be so lots fun. I just wish we could make gotten to the river."

The for the first time trivial tap-tap-tap dung of rain declination onto her skin and the border water surface.

She looks up, and sees the darkest of violent storm swarm bellowing into sight ; racing like minions of doom preparing to smite all of the livelihood they confront in the world. Kicking her feet she swims to the good exit from the syndicate and climbs out as she heads for the house, pausing only to grab up her towel.


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Bing !
Clang !
Aoogah !
clunk !
crash !

"Wonderful, why did dad let to go and establish that dazed doorbell,"I said, shaking my headland at the eternal bad timing of the creation in my life.

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

As I was sliding my chairman back, Samantha passed by, pausing long enough for me to see the towel hugging her wet organic structure, her deaden haircloth encompassing her face in such a cute manner.

She smiled and looked over at the door.

"gum benjamin do you want me to get it ? I saw in the window a UPS truck just outside ; the number one wood won't wait long to see if someone is home…"she asked.

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

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

I could see even at this distance the towel showing Sir Thomas More and More of her form off, the nipples of her titty clear for anyone to see. The lot of her mostly bared thigh sent my heart to fluttering as she reached out to sign up for the package being delivered.

The obstetrical delivery man did his best to keep from looking at her as she signed for the packet, then fighting to observe her towel on as the flatus suddenly picked up ; despite her best drive enough of it moved to clearly expose her womanhood to the driver…

And to the guild of bike riders - training for their survival run in the mountains - that was once again passing by the house…

I just shake up my head as Samantha regained control of her towel, clutching the software system to her bosom ; then the cute short cringe she gave as the bicycle rider went cascading into a mass of wreckage as they lost stress of the road and focused upon her.

The delivery man did slightly better, missing his posterior completely on the hatful of Samantha's bared physical body ; he hit the ground with a thud, stood up and brushed himself off.

"My apologies ma'am,"he said while standing again and climbing into his rear,"I did not mean to be so bunglesome, have a ripe day."

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

As she hastened to the house I went to run across her, grabbing a warm and dry robe to wrap about her as she closed the door behind her.

In moment she was sipping away on some hot orchard apple tree cinnamon tea ; I was rubbing away on her articulatio humeri and arms to get them warmed up, as the weatherman commented of the tempest growing ferocity ; amply confirmed by the replication of thunder all but shaking the house to pieces.

Looking at the small parcel, a box big enough for a regular schoolbook, the two of us began to wonder exactly what it contained ; no return savoir-faire was on the outside, just the family name and address, my parent's name, and the soft touch of 1 of 5 to be delivered.

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

"Who knows, my folks anniversary is coming up soon ; it's probably a submit for them, or some kind of gift to my mom from dad. With him anything can happen, he loves to storm her,"I said.

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

I just stopped speaking as she placed her hired hand on my forearm, gently playing her fingertips across my skin in such a way that sent my psyche into terminal 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 breast visible.

"Samantha, think of what you wanted to do earlier when we got out of the exhibitor the other clip ? Let's see what was it you were singing ?"I slyly smiled at her.

She held her paw to her mouth while she was deep in thinking, trying to commemorate what I was talking about. Then her middle flared wide in recognition, mouth hanging opened, as both handwriting clasped over it.

"Sesamum indicum you small CAD !"she squealed in a mixture of curiosity, overplus and hope.

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

"LX nine it's so fine, we will cause our own lx nine so all will be just fine…"she coyly started vocalizing ; her centre dancing with untamed rage. She pulled me down slightly, arms around my neck, and pressed her rim onto mine in a fiery embrace.

"Benny I never thought you would get the mettle up to ask me that…I love you benjamin, I love you greatly and wish we could be together forever,"she rested her head up against my thorax 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 auntie Matilda, and even though she hates most men, she has a lot of upright, old fashioned commons sense. She said that we ‘ could be a marvelous duo if we wanted to induce it pass,'“

"Samantha will you expect 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 business concern as I headed to my bedroom.

I had to dig deep into the profundity of my chest of drawers, searching for the little box.

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

I can only hope Samantha will love it.

Yes, right where I had left it.


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

I pulled my seat up in front line of her and sat down, showing the lowly box in my hand.

Her eye went wide with recognition, sparkling with what I hoped is acceptation when I opened it so carefully to show off the atomic number 78 gang set with twelve small-scale blue lazuline."Samantha, this belonged to my great grandma, the only token I got as part of the hereditary pattern ; it had a notation for a long time saying to render 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 hired man 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 hand, I slid the ring upon her digit, 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 cheeks.

Blam !
Bloom !
Loud tiger holloa !
thud !
smash !

The perversion of the universe strikes 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 require me to get it ?"Samantha asked.

"Thanks Samantha - let me know if it is too heavy for you to run or I need to bless for it."

"Will do that,"she answered.

I focused again on the mess of my I-phone while Samantha got the door ; only to pick up a import later what she was saying meretricious enough for the deliverance broker to hear as well :

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

I just sat there with absolute repugnance on my face, her Bible clutching my brain like the jaws of a trap set for a Wolf in the woods.

Samantha showed a smiling on her case, posing to let me see that her robe has opened up, allowing the manner of speaking agent a concluded view of her naked body from school principal to toe. She gave me a purely impish grinning, licking her lips for a moment and teasingly sucking on one finger while the agent was doing something with the delivery slip to be signed.

I tried to speak or squall out to Samantha, but instead of words coming out of my mouth, it sounded like a full orchestra of bullfrog choking on dry crackers lodged in their throats.

When the agentive role spoke to Samantha, my sense of impending doom came crashing nursing home completely ; I all too clearly recognized that phonation - my cousin Bonn'udie, who was adopted from India as a babe by my father twin sister.

Commonly called by the nickname"Bunnie,"she is regarded among the family gossipers as an all consuming man eater ; insatiable beyond anything and lover of both men and women ; the Thomas More the better. She has the look to match her reputation as well - Five understructure seven, glistening black hair, a deep almost copper colored tan, her uniform and shorts hugged each and every curve ball of her body as she stood there entering the data into her notepad system.

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

foursome small bundles went into Samantha's waiting bridge player, probably the residue of the earlier delivery.

"I'll make sure as shooting 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 fourth dimension. Their boy asa dulcis hasn't a hint that his own common people ‘ business sector slip'overseas are actually to the quarterly Club Caribbean Hedonism festivities,"Bunnie said.

"One to two calendar week of zippo but purest of sex, sex, sex, no holds barred and everything goes…well, I can dream of the ‘ someday.'That packet is the Same I deliver to so many others in the area ; advertisement for the festivals, main events, political party and couples looking to pinch up for swinger's parties…"I could learn the remorseful timber of bunny rabbit voice.

My own parents are swingers ! I had to brace myself against the wall to proceed from falling monotonic on my face.

"I have to admit, as a babysitter goes for Benjamin, its nice to see one of their ally offering to avail out. Just try not to kill the kid - sweet, innocent, and completely clueless as ever. I mean ma'am, if he sees you like this he will have a affection attack from sheer panic…"

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

"Maybe you should, that boy needs soul to actually rock his domain for once, probably for the only clip in his lifespan at that. Honestly, to retrieve I have to be related to such a dweeb and extreme loser in a sept of pagan, there is no method of accounting for genetics okay,"Bunnie said.

"Oh well, at least this is my finale stop,"I could hear Bunnie writing something on a musical composition of paper.

"Here, if you get a hazard to tonight, the bridge golf club with Mrs. milling machine will be having a real party, she would just have a go at it to harbor a gaga matter such as you."

To my shock I saw Bunnie achieve her hired man out and gently nestle Samantha's knocker, gently stroking the mammilla until they all but glowed.

Samantha just glared at Bunnie, her anger 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 mammilla with a fingertip while looking at Samantha with unadulterated lust.

"Yeah, she would shake your world indeed, and if you ever get there so will I. I'll even do you especial ; we can nominate 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 pride of Leo the Lion devours men and womanhood like that one…WHEW !"

"Mrs. Henry Valentine Miller ?"Samantha asked of Bunnie.

"Oh yeah she is such a screamer - Mrs. Marion Miller is her full name if your concerned. At the hold out party Mrs. Marion did six girls and eleven guys before the night was through. She encourages the men by letting them cum inside of her, and at least twice each at that !"bunny girl's enthusiasm apparently knows no limits.

"Though they say that her daughter is a honest inexperienced person like benjamin,"she shook her head while having a disparaging smirk on her lips.

"Poor girl probably never has been into bed with anyone, so unlike her mother…oh well, guess sometimes a mistake winds up in the gene pool…too bad, we could have a deflowering party for her - twenty or more Guy and all of us lady friend 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 rabbit's suspiration was audible for some length, as she envisioned such an experience for her.

Samantha stood there, her face locked on Bunny with the promise of certain doom…weather concerning the story of her mother, or Bunny's report of what should bechance ‘ to her guiltless daughter'I could not be sure.

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

All of a sudden an melodic theme came to me…a chance to have some fun…

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

I heard the svelte squeaking racket coming from Bunnie as Samantha grinned, and then all but slammed the door in bunny girl's face.

Samantha just kept grinning as she walked back over to me, the light shining on her bareheaded body ; emphasizing each and every pleasant-tasting curve of her chin, cervix and shoulder joint, titty and belly, and her stage with each measure she took.

"Benjamin it looks like our parents have kept enigma from both of us…I wish 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 smile on her face.

I slid my hands gently along her stomach, drawing a get down tittering stream of laughter as they met behind the low of her back ; then moved one down to her thigh, gently caressing and tickling each area I could contact, until up between her interior arena, and began to tease her well-nigh intimate of region.

Each gentle separatrix, done as softly as I could, started bringing out of Samantha soft gasps and one or two flimsy cooing sounds ; then she grabbed me firmly about my spine as her organic structure shuddered, one leg shifting suddenly into my own, as she hit her climax once again this day.

She looked at me with those dreamy eyes, 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.

"well Benny, since you seem to be in the modality for some more lessons…"she said.

Samantha put one handwriting on the spinal column of my neck, drawing me into her and locking her sassing onto mine, gently kissing me again and again. My hands went to exploring up the incline and spinal column of her body, trying to recall each of those most sensuous localisation she has, to bring the flack of passion to broad strength within her…

I moved my kisses down to the side of her cheek and Kuki-Chin, then to her neck that sent her into a deep pant for breathing spell as a waving of pleasure shook her consistence from head to toes and back again.

She started to slide her helping hand down my proboscis when the universe of discourse interrupted yet again…

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


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Bing !
Blooey !
Meow !
Chirp !
Thud !
crash !

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

I recognized the shape 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 early seventies, she is the typical appearing grandmother in that everyone on the occlusion is her mob and grandchildren, very or not in their blood ties to her. In her handwriting she holds a small basketful covered with a towel, dough rolls by the smell of them.

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

Seeing the halo on Samantha's finger, she smiles knowingly and in truthful delight.

Putting the basket on the table she took up both of our hands and covered them with her own then commenced a Spanish orison of blessing for the yoke to be and their marriage day as well.

I had to explain to Samantha that Miss Nellie is a sermonizer, her hubby a justice of the public security and the owner of a pocket-size business nearby.

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

"Mrs. Nellie, I know this may be a sudden petition, but between you and your hubby, what would you charge up me and benzoin for a quick wedding party service and the marriage ceremony permission we need to clear it official ?"Samantha asked.

"Let me make a call, oh you two are a splendiferous couple, so young and full of living's blast,"she clapped her hands together while a genuine smiling emerged on her face.

I offered her a buttocks on one of the chairs as she placed her vociferation on her cell speech sound. She briefly told her husband what was going on and to get down here yesterday with his record book and the clobber we will take for the wedding license and all of that.

"He is already domicile asa dulcis, and will be here shortly ; one matter with the wonders of modern technology is the frame can be filled out and filed right here. You will both be officially hitched shortly."

She looked at the two of us with a severe aspect on her face, and then placed her hands over the two of ours.

"I have to ask this up battlefront ; are you two sure about doing this ? It's a very serious stride, your biography will become as one, for expert and bad ; are you absolutely sure on the matter ?"she asked.

Without hesitation we both answered yes.

When her husband arrived the ceremony was very brusque and to the stage. Mahn, her married man served as spectator to the ceremony, helped fill up out and then charge the forms. I noticed then that he had brought a set of glasses, a bucketful of ice and a bottle chilling away within…

"gum benzoin, before you ask I know your too young to drink ; so I hope the four of us will all be glad with a Dr Pepper in place of the customary marriage pledge,"he stated.

"good affair, benzoin's parents were emphatic about there being no booze before their holiday ; it's the world-class time he has not had a infant sitter, 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 words with an expression of abject horror of a parents face.

All of us cracked up laughing.

"Benjamin, while I am thinking of it the position you applied for is exposed, so is the one you did Samantha. Both of you will be able to work together,"said Mister Mahn, the married man of Mrs. Nellie.

"I need a distich of file shop assistant, its XXX hour a week doing data accounting entry at base, fifteen a week in the office ; and you will get a ripe pay with benefits,"we both nodded yes, especially when he said we can embark on as soon as our commencement comes about at the end of the month.


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

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

"Hey asa dulcis, why not send her a reply that not only did we get hitched, we won the lottery, aunt Matilda has gotten married and controls the local Inferno Angels Biker Club, but that I am also pregnant…"

"Uh Samantha,"I started choking and gagging…

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

"No silly I'm not pregnant…your parents and my female parent have been keeping secrets from us for some time ; now we need to show them what kind of fun their kids can have…then we get back to our studies…"

"Samantha that should be WE continue our subject ; I think now we are in the ‘ Masters Dissertation'political platform ; and will be for the rest of our life history. Besides we have still one thing to figure out ; now that we are hitched, are we to experience apart or what until we can get our own post ?"

"Benny, we will project that out soon enough ; I prefer being here with you…"she said, her vocalization trailing off for a time.

Beep…

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

"What's happened benjamin ?"Samantha asked.

"I just sent it to the stallion posting list instead of just my dad ..."

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

"Well sesame, we still have the promised ‘ sixty nine'and a few other affair to take care of…and I hope tonight we get to wear the bed out completely…and the frame if we have to…"

The first e-mails started to come in :

auntie Matilda - Congratulations to the two of you ! I figured this would happen ; Ben distinguish your dad I win the bet, he stays home and I get to go with your mom to the Hedonism Olympiad ! By the way I ran into Bunnie and she kept saying something about"Ben and his babysitter"what's up with that ?

The hell's angels were a nice pinch ; if you get video of your daddy response PLEASE send at once ! ! !

Mom's e-mail : benni, extolment to you and Samantha ; Aunt Matilda figured this might happen - your dad took another pass off the wharf again - right into the garbage scow below ; Samantha welcome to the fellowship, will transmit depiction of dad as soon as they fish him out of the trash.

By the way, if Samantha wants to motivate in until the two of you get your own place after commencement exercise she is receive to delay. And Samantha, try not to flex Benny's mastermind to mush ; he is a good boy, material Sweet and so innocent…

Good jocularity about ‘ being meaning'Samantha ; dad nearly had a marrow attack, choked on his drink, scared all of us sunbathing on the nudist deck.

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

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

"Why should I not be surprised my dad and Aunt Matilda figured we would get hitched ?"I just agitate my head.

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

"I think I hear the couch calling for us to come and practice our technique Benjamin and if anyone watches the show…all the better for us…"she gave me a ferine, inebriate filled grin.

I gave her back a matching grin.

Together we headed for the lounge, until I swept her up into my arm with her squealing in delight ; made it across the door and then promptly collapsed onto my rump with her in my lap.

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

Her gown went flying away from her articulatio humeri ; she moved around to face me, legs wrapping tightly about my waist.

"Fine with me gum benjamin, we begin here,"she said, leaning into me and kissing my lips with fiery vividness. She pulled my shorts down and took my humanness in her hands, stroking it to full loudness before sliding her own woman over its length and then hammering home with all the frenzied force she can deliver.

I held her across her lower back, my body rocking in time with her own, the fiery rivers of starve brewing, flowing and merging in a cacophony of patterns and forces as the two of us moved as one ; all too quickly I wound up hitting my culmination, fully spilling my living seed rich inside of her.

"Again gum benzoin, let's not stop over until there is no more leftover inside of you…"she said with a grin that matched my own ; my hands running over her sweat covered body ; I put my mouth over her nipple, caressing it with my glossa, the complimentary one being caressed and teased with one mitt, building up the fires within her body once again.

I worked my osculation down her body, towards her abdominal cavity 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 derriere as she moved over my trunk ; she told me what to do, showing me where to use my lips and tongue for the honest core on her womanhood.

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

We've talked about it so practically already, so its preceding clock time to make it happen…

Samantha soon went to town on my manhood, her fiery lips and stroking helping hand moving over its length, building one fiery river of raw lustfulness onto another. I felt my bosom racing, my brain scoria away and my lungs bellowing for air like a forge in a foundry.

Yet that low gear taste perception of her womanhood, the salty-sweet mixture of her material body, womanly juices and all others mixing into one was intoxicating. I went about pleasing her as she showed me, still as fumbling as anything and getting a arrow from here, such as to the left hand or right a bit, faster or slower…drawing a concoction of suspiration, soft little coo's and one prominent shudder that had her back arching.

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

Samantha's breath became shallow, raspy and bated as her body flowed about ; her excitement building one measure at a time, especially when my glossa touched one sphere that sent her into the heavens !

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

I felt the forces building beyond my ascendance in my manhood, demanding to be released ; I fought harder to keep it under controller, moving my mouth away from her womanhood and stroking it with my digit instead.

Then she hit her heyday, the womanly juices flowing over my fingers and helping hand just as I hit my release.

Samantha moved her point to the side, choking and swallowing my animation seed that was released fully into her sassing. I apologized to her for losing controller, but she grinned and kissed me, letting me understand the taste of my own ejaculate on her oral cavity and tongue.

The expression on my face caused her to break out in laughter.

"benny, you are suppose to do that inside my womanhood ; not my mouth. Practice will make perfective tense my love life and my husband…"she teasingly said, her bridge player stroking my bureau under my shirt.

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

"Benny, call 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 engage in our dance of love one Thomas More time.

All of a sudden she started blushing like mad, eyes lowering and head turning to the side ; I caught the cause of her concern a moment later, as several of our supporter who live nearby had come to compliment us on our wedding…and staring at us through the aliveness room window…backlit by the flashing of lightning from the storm…

They got one heck of a base show…

"And here I thought you wanted that to take place ? Oh honey, this may need to give an encore for them…"I said in a teasing voice.

She broke out in full laugh, seeking out her robe to go to the doorway and let people in.

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




( fin )