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

However, the last match of daylight since she and me began our ‘ sexual written report'has turned my domain upside down in more ways than I could reckon. How could anyone imagine that Samantha, a madam and now lover I know I still will disappoint in the end, would even show me the metre of day beyond friendship…

Then came the parting of Tabatha, Daisy, aunt Matilda, plus the up and coming ‘ trip to the river,'that promises to even be more savage !

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

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


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Once again my family line had made contact via electronic mail ; the usual update with flick of their vacation, along with the usual interrogation of school/friends/relatives/neighbors and the like. Dad being dad was justly to the point in his questions : Is the house still intact ? Have I burned the city to the ground ? Won the lottery yet ?

I sent back to them :

All is fine, Samantha is helping me with my subject area ; auntie Matilda is coming by to make sure the planetary house is still integral. She sends her dearest with full candy kiss and all, says she is seeing someone special and will accept a new story William Tell you involving a motorbike and a ride for you dad in the sidecar.

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

I was soaking my feet in the backyard pool, listening to the gentle gurgle of the artificial falls and the breeze in the trees that block out the total world, when dad texted me with a dim-witted message - Listen to Matilda, she has a salutary bit of common common sense ; ‘ roll in the hay and kisses'nearly gave me a heart approach son. Bad adequate I walked off the end of the pier.

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

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

"Who is Sesamum indicum ?"a vocalization asked at my shoulder…

I was startled so bad that Samantha just stood there, watching the expanding waves 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 water from my lungs, only to see Samantha sitting there with a smile on her face. She just rolled her oculus and giggled, apparently she has been sitting there for some metre behind me.

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

"Who is this ‘ Benny'mentioned in the electronic mail ?"she asked for a second time.

"Uh…"my cheeks felt hotter than molten brand with embarrassment,"that is my female parent nickname for me since I was a couplet 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 bid you that when it's just us together Benjamin ?"

I nodded yes to her, knowing that she will not pester me constantly with that nickname ; one promise I got from her is that no one else is to have intercourse of it. I figure there are some things 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 unequalled perspective on the humanity ; sometimes it also gives you that import you need to see thing as the way they have become…

So it is that I noticed two affair about Samantha :

The first-class honours degree is how her smile shone in the Christ Within, her eyes glistening with playful laugh in their depths, and yet more was there, inviting and gentle all in one ; the way her hand gently plays in her hair ; even the flimsy blush hugging her impertinence as she giggles with a bit of nervousness and looks down and away, yet looking back just as quickly.

I see Samantha my best friend, and I see Samantha who has come to have in mind so much more.

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

It is her terminated want of a swimwear ; not to refer any garment at all ; covering her bared, beautiful body.

I just took in the view of her sitting on a thick towel, one arm looped under her drawn up knee, the early hand teasingly twining her hair about the fingers ; her skin glimmering in the light, her small white meat visible with their nipple firm and pink.

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

I watched her post clench all but two finger's breadth, guiding these down to between each of her knocker ; gentle roach starting on the outermost edges of each chest, tightening as she spirals them inward, until the tips reach each of her mammilla, where she gently strokes them in play ; during the stallion clip she gave out a serial publication of gentle gasp and twitch of her body.

Both of her eyes danced with a passion different from any other clip I have seen so far. Not a violent lust or a passionate burning at the stake for physical intimacy. This is something different ; as she suddenly looked away, blushing like I have never seen before, then looking back, as we both smiled at the same time.

The quiet between the two of us spoke bulk we partly understood ; together we reached out our work force for one another's, wondering just what would happen…

When the wind came up suddenly, dumping a bunch of leaves from the surrounding tree diagram all over me.

It took a bang-up deal of exploit to get them out of my hair ; my sheeplike 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 stupid head :

"Uh, Samantha, where is your swimsuit ? I thought you were getting quick for aunt Matilda to come 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 tum, both of her downhearted leg flexing slowly up and down.

I drifted up to the side of the pond, totally forgetful that my I-phone is now imitating the Titanic on the hind end of the pond. Right now I had former things on my mind, something that I have dreamed of for a long 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 finish sounding so stupid ?

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

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

To emphasize this last decimal point she moved her hands around her breast, gently caressing them in ever tightening circles unto the nipple, moving her leg about to show me her air hips 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 such a mistake…I just need to make sure enough it does not happen anymore.

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

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

"Benjamin, I have a doubt of my own,"she gave me a coy look, one of a tricky 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 voiceless to swim that way…"

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

I panicked as I looked around on the tooshie for it, seeing it in the deepest end. Kicking off the shoes and socks, pulling off my shirt and tossing it next to Samantha, I just gave a stupid, sheepish grin.

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

When I came back up, the first-class honours degree auditory sensation to greet my ears was the clarion call of Samantha's cell phone :

beep - beep - beep.

Letting me know that trouble was fully on the way…

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


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"Daisy just phoned me, Mindy is giving Matilda a royal fit as she is being punished with having to wear a dress for the adjacent 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 activity,"Samantha said.

"We have the day to ourselves benzoin, and I want to have some fun, here in the pool if you don't mind…it's not the river, yet it's cool and wet."She just shook her headspring in letdown, whether from not going to the river, or the promises aunt Matilda had made - the fun she wanted to have with the girls - 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 mocking face on her face.

Samantha reached out with one hand, gently stroking my blushing cheek ; her optic dancing with heart and wonder that enhanced her looker more and more. My sum kept skipping a musical rhythm, while I felt like at practically any minute I would establish off to the moon.

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

"Oh I just said to him Aunt Matilda sends her most earnest love and kisses,"is all I could believe 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 shell calico called Old Jamis heartily yowled in off keyed objection. Apparently he was stalking a leaf or a flower blowing in the wind, and had his biz interrupted by Samantha.

I have to take, the sight of Samantha, the sun glimmering on her soft peel and amber hair ; center dancing with double-dyed use of the instant sent a serial of electrifying thrills along the entire length of my being. She kept laughing so knockout I wondered if she would twine 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, knocker heaving up and down, crying shining in the light like a thousand miniature, perfectly cut diamonds.

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

"Yup,"and that sent her into another one shot of laugh, her chest and stomach heaving, body quaking and eyes shutting tight from the sheer point of entertainment ; personally I don't think Samantha could have looked more beautiful to me than at that moment, seeing her completely at ease.

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

"Honestly Benjamin, as long as we have known each other I never thought you had THAT kind of wit,"she pulled her knees layer with her chest, allowing me to see her womanhood in all its wonderment ; the light dampness upon it telling of other sensations at play within her.

"I like it though, I've been learning so very much new clobber about you…yet I can see two things we need to make for on…"

She stretched forward over the edge of the syndicate, one paw gently swirling among my tight hairsbreadth ; me, I just kept my centre focused on her face. Her breasts looked so magnificent, my head wanting to have my hand to move and touch them…no…not now…

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

Holding onto the pool's bound with one hand, I brought the early up to perch upon one breast.

I still find it beat how soft and tenderise it feels, the warmth of her organic structure flowing into my helping hand from it ; as she had done earlier, I gently caressed it in a inward spiral from the outer edges, finally touching her teat in the softest of touch sensation I can achieve.

"miaou,"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 Sir Thomas More shallow, raspy and flowing across her puckering lips.

Slowly I moved my script to the side of her body, tenderly teasing and pleasing her sensitive point, each one in turn drawing shudder, soft squeals and full phase of the moon gasps of breather as I began to see the slight sheen of perspiration on her body. Twice her stomach twist inward when I ran my fingertips across it, tickling around her belly clitoris, and just reaching the border of her womanhood.

"miaul, meow,"Jamis sounded off.

When my fingerbreadth began to explore her most intimate of sphere, she grasped the back of my head teacher with her manus to keep her balance ; her pelvis and venter began swaying, her bottom thrusting up into the air, she began to cause a series of sharp, biting sounds as waving after wave of pleasure rolled across her full body.

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

Finally she threw both of her coat of arms around my fountainhead and neck, pulling me into her bureau and the side of the pool as one massive shudder hit ; then she looked at me with her dreamy eyes and a flavour of uttermost contentment on her face.

"Meow,"old Jamis yowled in dissent, demanding our attention ; he started bouncing his promontory off of Samantha's hip and leg.

Samantha kissed me softly on the brim, well-chosen as anything.

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

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

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

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

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

"waiting until you come out here with a Anguilla sucklandii sandwich ; you will induce an clamant friend for life history as long as you feed him."

Samantha got onto her knees, holding firmly with her branch around my cervix ; first her kiss started across my supercilium, then across my eyelids, nose and then my chin. My manpower came up and started caressing her pep pill arms and shoulder joint in gentle roofy and whorl, bringing another smile to her backtalk that gleamed like the sun.

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

As common for us, the existence interrupted one Thomas More time…


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

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

"You are a good boy benjamin, so sweet and ingenuous. Enjoy the swim but know that the weatherman is saying a big storm will be here soon. So hold on an eye on the skies."

"Thanks Mrs. Nellie,"I replied.

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

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

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

"First of all is the clear fact you have way too lots clothing on to go skinny dipping with me,"she took a firm clench on the back of my cervix, pulling me in finisher to her.

"The second matter we need to do work on ?"she nuzzled my nose with her own.

"Is that we may as well…"her sass pressed into mine, sending off a hail of igneous blasts into the welkin of my brain ; stoking the forges and furnaces of my torso in a nearly instant.

She nuzzled my nose with hers,

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

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

miaou !

Old Jamis had returned, yowling from right behind Samantha, after its frigidity nose touching her on her most confidant of localisation ; causing her to start so bad that she wound up in the pool.

When she popped back above the Ethel Waters surface we grinned at each early, then broke out into laugh.

Old Jamis just yowled once and walked off, shadow held up in virginal feline superiority.


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Samantha gently moved over to him, smiling ; one hand reaching up and stroking gum benjamin's cheek ever so gently. Her smile glistened in the sun, as her fingertips ever so softly continued their caressing journeying of his chin and jaw, to playfully flow in lot along and about his lips while she licked her own ; then moving up to encompass his hilltop and forehead before descending along his nose and then his neck.

She could see the quiver of pleasure shaking his eubstance, a mystifying flush building on his cheeks along with the near constant gulping of panic that always comes ; though this metre not as bad and Benjamin makes a measured effort to push it away.

One bridge player of his comes to rest on her shoulder, then his fingers begin their walking with easy, delicate feathery like touches ; wiz of pure, heavenly bliss shoot up her organic structure and come up crashing into her head with the strength of a cascading river as it descends over the falls.

She closes her eyes and curve her head back slightly, and move even closer to Benjamin as his fingers swing up along her neck and below her jaw, teasing out of her electric pinpricks of pleasure, squealing fury of flowing people of color and lighter, and the speedup of breath that takes in the heady mixture of odour from the pool, heyday and trees, along with her and Benjamin.

The shuttle begin chirping their wonderful songs, while a blue-blooded picnic plays among the arm and foliage of the surrounding trees.

She wraps both of her arms around benzoin's neck ; repeatedly kissing him upon the lips, each diffused caress is enough to ship lowly, subtle ripples and shudders along his soundbox that she can feel.

He enfolds her within the protection of his arms, secure around her abject book binding as his script gently caress the sides of her abdominal cavity ; respective times he draws forth from her a mixture of soft giggles, incisive gasps of breath, gentle moans of pleasure and pleasance being induced by his soft, 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 feel the affectionateness of his breath on her skin, while the intoxicating odor of his being mix with her own and that of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, the syndicate and the air.

One bridge player caresses the rear of Benjamin's hair, entwining her fingers in it and then letting it go.

Benjamin places a flaccid, schmaltzy kiss upon her neck opening, causing a loud squeal of delectation to escape her lips.

Playfully she thumps him on the chest, feigning dislike while her smile shows the real number delectation she has experienced.

Drawing into gum benzoin again, Samantha feels him move his paw along her spikelet, shoulders, and upper arms ; each apparent motion sends sensations of electrical thrill and rainbow flowing of brightness and warmth across her brain and heightens her into a Shangri-la State of being.

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

For the two of them, the universe 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 eyes the fear and waver is still present, yet Benjamin is fighting to keep it contained away.

Together their patrician swimming draws them to the set of steps leading down into the water system ; Samantha smiles as she silently nods her read/write head in their guidance.

Benjamin gives out a little gulp 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 position of the consortium in one hand, the stairs keep railing in the former ; allowing gum benzoin to kiss her bared bosom. His still clumsy cause draw a giggle out of her, yet the flexing of her vertebral column into him, her stomach business firm on his chest, eyes closing slopped and breath turning shallow, shows her own desires are still reaching higher and higher.

Slowly he eased one deal down to her woman, doing as she has shown him before, gently feeling and caressing with his finger's breadth among the cover folds and depth all fair sex have. In short order Samantha clutches her sleeve tight and firm around his neck opening, resting her nous next to his own ; belittled, constant, delightful quivering sweeping her dead body from top to bottom.

Samantha looked mysterious into his eyes, a hunger born of lust shining back, making it emphatically all the way what she has in mind.

Within a few minute, gum 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 thirst in those beautiful eyes ; telling me what she intends.

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

Benjamin wrapped his arms around her get down backrest to fall in her some extra support ; and then the two began to buss one another, blast of passion edifice and flowing one into the other, a union of two bodies into one that both want and need to have happen.

She helped to conduct his manhood inside of her body ; easing her way down step by footstep, pushing Benjamin to the limits of his endurance as she firmly locked her pelvic muscles about it, then began to align her office for both to relish the moment in the wide.

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

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

She moved her hip side to side, while rising and lowering her body over his humanity. Soon enough a clear shininess of sweat flowed on her body, her eyes becoming dreamy, eyelids flickering as she gnawed on her brim as the joy from her soundbox increased with each movement.

benjamin tried to move in time with her, his efforts somewhat awkward and incompetent in comparison to those of her own ; yet she seemed to understand his intentions, slowing her unrestrained gait to stay fresh in time with him, giving a soft whisper here and there of what to do for the both of them moving as one.

He felt the fires building to volcanic intensity level in his humanity, pressing mounting upon pressure revealed into his melted brain as thunderous flashes of light, estrus and passion beyond description ; he struggles to entertain back as long as possible, chest heaving like a bellows with oink and groans growing with each moment passing.

Samantha started to softly croon, literally the loudest sound she has made in their shared love making ; giving a blow to poor benjamin who did not bear it at all.

Losing control of his focus, he feels his body push past the line of restraint and suddenly he hits his climax, sending his lifespan seed into her soundbox once, twice, three times and then a quartern, before his humanness finally implodes into disfunctionality.

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

"Samantha,"gum benjamin began, trying to nullify the look of repulsion building on his aspect as he realizes how many times he climaxed in her.

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

She just silenced him with her fingers gently placed on his backtalk.

The expression on her facial expression makes it clear 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 get-go 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 magical Good Book into his ear, their life and public changing instantly and forever…

"gum benjamin, I love you."



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The lightness of water, its firm grip holding her in invisible hands spreading over each lot of her torso as she drifts in the pool. Samantha let the copious lovingness of the waters ease their way into her trunk, still holding a rueful smile on her human face ; to be startled so bad by a cat, plunging forward into the H2O and atop of Benjamin.

To her surprise this brought the flushing heat of a blush to her cheeks, overplus and delight mixing into one stream of cerebration and sensations unknown 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 set of sweat, bumping and grinding away with one another.

Having drifted to one side of the puddle, she does a backward roll and then a twist to swim backwards the way she has just come from.

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

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

Her nous and heart raced as a sudden image came about, her and Benjamin as a family ; though the fact she can not deliver children of her own mean they would ingest to adopt…

With one thought, Samantha has understood her stallion view of Benjamin and their shared world has just moved into a whole new stratum ; one she wants to explore with him…

She sees Benjamin pass by the kitchen window, some tools in his helping hand, most probable to work on his I-phone.

closing her middle for a minute, she breaths in the air, taking delight in the salty odor of the pool blending with the fragrance of the blooming blush wine, snap dragons ( fiery oranges, brilliant yellows, and pastel bluing ), they hanging wisteria from its vines in the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree offset. These merge with the soft yipping of a neighbor dog wanting to play in that far off yard, a guy mewing, robin, Prunella modularis and a hoot-hoot of an owl out in the daytime.

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

The for the first time trivial tap-tap-tap droppings of rain dusk onto her skin and the surrounding water surface.

She looks up, and sees the darkest of tempest swarm bellowing into sight ; racing like minions of doom preparing to smite all of the living they confront in the domain. Kicking her groundwork she swims to the nearest exit from the syndicate and climbs out as she heads for the family, pausing only to grab up her towel.


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Bing !
clangoring !
Aoogah !
thump !
clangor !

"Wonderful, why did dad have to go and establish that stupid doorbell,"I said, shaking my head at the incessant bad timing of the population in my sprightliness.

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 datum on it can still be salvaged and that I can get a new phone soon.

As I was sliding my chair back, Samantha passed by, pausing long enough for me to see the towel hugging her wet eubstance, her soften hair encompassing her brass 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 truck just outside ; the driver won't wait long to see if someone is home…"she asked.

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

In the living room, as I switched on the TV for the weather channel I happened to seem out the window ; seeing the rainfall continue to progress as Samantha went running up to the driver just as he was about to go up into the deliverance van.

I could see even at this distance the towel showing more and Thomas More of her anatomy off, the nipples of her breasts clear for anyone to see. The sight of her mostly bared thighs sent my heart to fluttering as she reached out to ratify for the computer software being delivered.

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

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

I just shook my head as Samantha regained dominance of her towel, clutching the packet to her bosom ; then the cute little cringe she gave as the bike passenger went cascading into a stack of wreckage as they lost focussing of the road and focused upon her.

The obstetrical delivery man did slightly better, missing his behind completely on the ken of Samantha's bared form ; 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 tush,"I did not mean to be so clumsy, have a good day."

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

As she hastened to the mansion I went to meet her, grabbing a quick and dry robe to wrap up about her as she closed the door behind her.

In minute she was sipping away on some hot apple cinnamon tea ; I was rubbing away on her shoulders and arms to get them warmed up, as the weathermen commented of the storm growing ferocity ; amply confirmed by the replication of scag all but shaking the star sign to pieces.

Looking at the small packet, a box big enough for a regular textbook, the two of us began to wonder exactly what it contained ; no coming back address was on the outside, just the mansion address, my parent's name, and the mark of 1 of 5 to be delivered.

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

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

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

I just stopped speaking as she placed her handwriting on my forearm, gently playing her fingertips across my skin in such a way that sent my brain into concluding nuclear 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, commend what you wanted to do earlier when we got out of the rain shower the former time ? Let's see what was it you were singing ?"I slyly smiled at her.

She held her hired hand to her sass while she was deep in thought, trying to recollect what I was talking about. Then her eyes flared spacious in recognition, sassing hanging open, as both script clasped over it.

"benne you little CAD !"she squealed in a mixture of wonder, overplus 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 massive bear hug. During this motility of hers the robe fell to puddle about her feet on the floor.

"Sixty nine it's so mulct, we will bear our own lx nine so all will be just fine…"she coyly started singing ; her eyes dancing with unfounded passion. She pulled me down slightly, blazon around my neck, and pressed her lips onto mine in a fiery embrace.

"sesame I never thought you would get the nerve up to ask me that…I love you Benjamin, I love you greatly and like we could be together forever,"she rested her head 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 unwashed mother wit. She said that we ‘ could be a wonderful twosome if we wanted to make it happen,'“

"Samantha will you look 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 care as I headed to my bedroom.

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

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

I can only go for Samantha will have intercourse 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 unfold down the front.

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

Her centre went astray with recognition, sparkling with what I hoped is acceptance when I opened it so carefully to point off the platinum ring set with XII small blue lazuline."Samantha, this belonged to my great gran, the but particular I got as part of the heritage ; it had a note for a farseeing time saying to give way 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…"

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

"Yes I am,"I told her.

pickings her hired man, I slid the annulus upon her finger, covering it with both of mine.

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

Blam !
blooming !
Loud tiger boom !
Thud !
Crash !

The perversion of the creation 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 eyehole 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 have a go at it if it is too heavily for you to carry or I need to signalize for it."

"testament do that,"she answered.

I focused again on the mess of my I-phone while Samantha got the door ; only to plunk up a moment later what she was saying loud enough for the manner of speaking agent to hear as well :

"…love of my animation, we are so fine ; we shall do our own sixty-nine ; can't wait for you to do me the dear, so, so well like all the rest ; all night we will appease in our bed, rocking our reality until it falls apart…"

I just sat there with right-down revulsion on my face, her Word clutching my brain like the jaws of a ambuscade set for a skirt chaser in the woods.

Samantha showed a smile on her face, posing to let me see that her robe has opened up, allowing the deliverance agent a complete view of her naked body from psyche to toe. She gave me a purely impish grin, licking her lips for a here and now and teasingly sucking on one finger while the federal agent was doing something with the legal transfer gaffe to be signed.

I tried to utter or call out to Samantha, but instead of words coming out of my sassing, it sounded like a full orchestra of Rana catesbeiana choking on dry cracker bonbon lodged in their throats.

When the agent spoke to Samantha, my sense of impending doom came crashing home completely ; I all too clearly recognized that voice - my cousin-german 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 ; unsatiable beyond anything and devotee of both men and women ; the More the better. She has the looks to match her report as well - Five foot seven, glistening smutty hair, a deep almost coppery tan, her uniform and trunks hugged each and every curve of her body as she stood there entering the data point into her notepad system.

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

Little Joe small bundles went into Samantha's waiting hands, probably the remainder of the in the beginning delivery.

"I'll make for certain benzoin'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 clue that his own folks ‘ business trips'overseas are actually to the every quarter clubhouse Caribbean Hedonism festivities,"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 bundle is the Same I deliver to so many others in the area ; advertisings for the festivals, main events, parties and couples looking to hook up for swinger's parties…"I could see the rueful timbre of bunny rabbit voice.

My own parents are swingers ! I had to brace myself against the bulwark to stay fresh from falling flavourless on my face.

"I have to admit, as a babysitter goes for Benjamin, its squeamish to see one of their friends offering to facilitate out. Just try not to drink down the kid - sugariness, innocent, and completely clueless as ever. I mean ma'am, if he sees you like this he will have a nitty-gritty blast from sheer panic…"

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

"Maybe you should, that boy needs someone to actually shake his domain for once, probably for the only time in his life at that. Honestly, to cerebrate I have to be related to such a nerd and uttermost unsuccessful person in a family of hedonist, there is no accounting for genetic science OK,"Bunnie said.

"Oh well, at to the lowest degree this is my last stop,"I could hear Bunnie writing something on a piece of music of paper.

"Here, if you get a chance to tonight, the bridge society with Mrs Miller will be having a existent party, she would just get it on to entertain a wild thing such as you."

To my seismic disturbance I saw Bunnie accomplish her hands out and gently nestle Samantha's breasts, gently stroking the nipple 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 tit, teasing her nipples with a fingertip while looking at Samantha with staring lustfulness.

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

"Mrs. Miller ?"Samantha asked of Bunnie.

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

"Though they say that her daughter is a true innocent like gum benzoin,"she shook her nous while having a disparaging smirk on her lips.

"Poor young woman probably never has been into bed with anyone, so unlike her mother…oh well, guess sometimes a misunderstanding winds up in the gene pool…too bad, we could have a deflowering political party for her - 20 or more guys and all of us girls 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 space, as she envisioned such an experience for her.

Samantha stood there, her face locked on bunny rabbit with the promise of certain doom…weather concerning the tarradiddle of her female parent, or bunny girl's account of what should happen ‘ to her impeccant daughter'I could not be sure.

I just figured bunny girl's life was now measured in seconds at best.

All of a sudden an idea came to me…a chance to let some fun…

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

I heard the slight squeaking racket 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 physical structure ; emphasizing each and every pleasant-tasting curve of her chin, cervix and shoulders, breasts and abdomen, and her legs with each step she took.

"gum benzoin it looks like our parents have kept closed book 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, recall that Tabatha already made one of all of us ? We need something better…"she said with a coy grinning on her face.

I slid my hands gently along her stomach, drawing a light tittering stream of laughter as they met behind the minuscule of her book binding ; then moved one down to her second joint, gently caressing and tickling each expanse I could reach, until up between her inner expanse, and began to twit her most intimate of area.

Each gentle stroke, done as softly as I could, started bringing out of Samantha balmy gasp and one or two slight cooing auditory sensation ; then she grabbed me firmly about my binding 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 dreamy eyes, cheek flush with delight and a bit of overplus ; while I just gave a sheeplike grin and asked if she wanted to do it again.

"Well Sesamum indicum, since you seem to be in the climate for some more lessons…"she said.

Samantha put one mitt on the book binding of my neck, drawing me into her and locking her back talk onto mine, gently kissing me again and again. My hands went to exploring up the English and back of her body, trying to hark back each of those most sensuous locations she has, to work the attack of warmth to entire intensity within her…

I moved my kisses down to the side of meat of her brass and chin, then to her neck that sent her into a deep gasp for breath as a wave of pleasure shook her body from principal to toes and back again.

She started to slide her hand down my trunks when the universe interrupted yet again…

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


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Bing !
Blooey !
miaou !
Chirp !
Thud !
Crash !

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

I recognized the human body 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 ahead of time mid-seventies, she is the typical appearing gran in that everyone on the block is her sept and grandchildren, existent or not in their bloodline ties to her. In her hands she holds a little handbasket covered with a towel, staff of life axial rotation by the smell of them.

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

Seeing the pack on Samantha's finger, she smiles knowingly and in true delight.

Putting the basketful on the table she took up both of our deal and covered them with her own then commenced a Spanish supplication of blessing for the couple to be and their wedding day as well.

I had to explain to Samantha that young lady Nellie is a sermoniser, her husband a Justice of the peacefulness and the owner of a small business nearby.

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

"Mrs. Nellie, I know this may be a sudden postulation, but between you and your married man, what would you charge me and benjamin for a quick wedding service and the marriage license we need to create it official ?"Samantha asked.

"Let me relieve oneself a call, oh you two are a glorious couple, so young and full of life's fire,"she clapped her hands together while a echt smile emerged on her face.

I offered her a seat on one of the electric chair as she placed her call on her cubicle earpiece. She briefly told her husband what was going on and to get down here yesterday with his platter and the stuff we will demand for the wedding permit and all of that.

"He is already household gum benjamin, and will be here shortly ; one affair with the wonderment of modern technology 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 look on her face, 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 step, your lives will become as one, for good and bad ; are you absolutely sure on the matter ?"she asked.

Without hesitation we both answered yes.

When her married man arrived the ceremonial was very short and to the pointedness. Mahn, her hubby served as informant to the ceremony, helped fill out and then file the forms. 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 young to drink ; so I hope the four of us will all be happy with a Dr capsicum pepper plant in situation of the wonted wedding toast,"he stated.

"Good thing, Benjamin's parents were emphatic about there being no booze before their holiday ; it's the first time he has not had a babe brood hen, 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 unhopeful horror of a parents face.

All of us cracked up laughing.

"benzoin, while I am thinking of it the posture you applied for is open, so is the one you did Samantha. Both of you will be able to work together,"said Mr. Mahn, the husband of Mrs. Nellie.

"I need a duet of data file shop clerk, its 30 60 minutes a week doing information entry at domicile, fifteen a week in the office staff ; and you will get a good pay with benefit,"we both nodded yes, especially when he said we can start as soon as our graduation exercise comes about at the end of the month.


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

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

"Hey Benjamin, why not send her a answer that not only did we get hitched, we won the drawing, auntie Matilda has gotten married and controls the local anesthetic Hells backer Biker nightclub, but that I am also pregnant…"

"Uh Samantha,"I started choking and gagging…

Sitting herself on my lap, arms around my neck, she grinned and put her forehead to mine.

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

"Samantha that should be WE continue our studies ; I think now we are in the ‘ passe-partout Dissertation'computer programme ; and will be for the respite of our life sentence. Besides we have still one matter to figure out ; now that we are hitched, are we to populate apart or what until we can get our own place ?"

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

Beep…

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

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

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

Samantha laughed and pulled me against her pectus, rubbing my cervix and kissing me on the os frontale. I looked up at her with a shamefaced grin that she returned in full.

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

The first e-mails started to descend in :

Aunt Matilda - kudos to the two of you ! I figured this would materialize ; Ben tell your dad I win the bet, he stays place and I get to go with your mom to the Hedonism Olympics ! 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 saint were a overnice contact ; if you get pictures of your dads reaction PLEASE send at once ! ! !

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

By the way, if Samantha wants to move in until the two of you get your own blank space after gradation she is welcome to stay. And Samantha, try not to twist Benny's mastermind to mush ; he is a estimable boy, real Henry Sweet and so innocent…

good jest about ‘ being pregnant'Samantha ; dad nearly had a ticker blast, choked on his drink, scared all of us sunbathing on the nudist deck.

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

Other e-mails came in, with congratulations and a strong ailment from Samantha's mother due to us not inviting her to the wedding.

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

Samantha suddenly looked into the animation room, where I could see the rainfall coming down in full force ; lightning dance in the background.

"I think I hear the sofa calling for us to come and praxis our techniques benzoin and if anyone watches the show…all the meliorate for us…"she gave me a feral, beatify filled grin.

I gave her back a matching grin.

Together we headed for the couch, until I swept her up into my arms with her squealing in delight ; 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 waistline.

"amercement with me benjamin, we begin here,"she said, leaning into me and kissing my backtalk with fiery loudness. She pulled my short pants down and took my manhood in her script, stroking it to full saturation before sliding her own woman over its distance and then hammering nursing home with all the frenzied military force she can deliver.

I held her across her lower back, my body rocking in time with her own, the fiery rivers of lust brewing, flowing and merging in a cacophony of patterns and military unit as the two of us moved as one ; all too quickly I wound up hitting my climax, fully spilling my biography semen mystifying interior of her.

"Again Benjamin, let's not stop until there is no more left-hand inside of you…"she said with a grinning that matched my own ; my mitt running over her diaphoresis covered body ; I put my sassing over her nipple, caressing it with my tongue, the unfreeze one being caressed and teased with one hand, building up the fervour within her organic structure 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 bottom as she moved over my body ; she told me what to do, showing me where to use my rim and natural language for the upright essence on her womanhood.

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

We've talked about it so much already, so its past prison term to ready it happen…

Samantha soon went to township on my manhood, her fiery lips and stroking handwriting moving over its length, building one fiery river of raw lust onto another. I felt my inwardness racing, my head slag away and my lungs bellowing for air like a smithy in a foundry.

Yet that first gustatory modality of her womanhood, the salty-sweet concoction of her build, womanly juices and all others mixing into one was intoxicating. I went about pleasing her as she showed me, still as ungainly as anything and getting a pointer from here, such as to the left or right a bit, faster or slower…drawing a mixture of sighs, gentle little coo's and one large thrill that had her back arching.

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

Samantha's breath became shallow, raspy and bated as her organic structure flowed about ; her agitation building one step at a clock time, especially when my natural language touched one surface area that sent her into the Heaven !

I was fighting to hold 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 restraint in my manhood, demanding to be released ; I fought harder to keep it under control, moving my mouth away from her woman and stroking it with my fingers instead.

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

Samantha moved her head to the English, choking and swallowing my life seed that was released fully into her backtalk. I apologized to her for losing ascendance, but she grinned and kissed me, letting me understand the perceptiveness of my own germ on her mouth and tongue.

The expression on my case caused her to collapse out in laughter.

"Benny, you are suppose to do that inside my womanhood ; not my mouth. Practice will make perfect my love and my husband…"she teasingly said, her hand stroking my breast under my shirt.

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

"sesame, 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 dancing of love one more time.

All of a sudden she started blushing like mad, center lowering and head teacher turning to the side ; I caught the cause of her concern a moment later, as various of our ally who live nearby had come to congratulate us on our wedding…and staring at us through the living room window…backlit by the New York minute of lightning from the storm…

They got one heck of a floor show…

"And here I thought you wanted that to happen ? Oh lamb, this may need to ingest an encore for them…"I said in a comb-out voice.

She broke out in full laughter, seeking out her robe to go to the threshold and let people 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 )