Sometimes looney events are remembered by where and when thing happen. While my parents are on vacation I had hoped to stimulate a common, clueless, homework filled to the gun walls variety of time ; intermittently excited by the comportment of my best supporter Samantha.

However, the live couple of Clarence Day since she and me began our ‘ intimate report'has turned my mankind upside down in more than way of life than I could suppose. How could anyone imagine that Samantha, a peeress and now lover I know I still will disappoint in the end, would even exhibit me the prison term 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 to a greater extent barbarian !

Sometimes things variety, and with that change your world turns in an unexpected, wondrous and unbelievable new direction.

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


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Once again my folks had made contact via e-mail ; the usual update with scene of their vacation, along with the usual enquiry of school/friends/relatives/neighbors and the like. Dad being dad was aright to the stage in his questions : Is the theater 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 study ; Aunt Matilda is coming by to stool indisputable the mansion is still intact. She sends her love with full kisses and all, says she is seeing someone special and will have a new story Tell you involving a motorbike and a drive for you dad in the sidecar.

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

I was soaking my feet in the backyard pool, listening to the mollify gurgle of the stilted falls and the air in the trees that block out the total world, when dad texted me with a round-eyed message - Listen to Matilda, she has a good bit of park sensory faculty ; ‘ love and kiss'nearly gave me a heart attempt son. Bad enough I walked off the end of the pier.

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

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

"Who is benny ?"a vocalism asked at my shoulder…

I was startled so bad that Samantha just stood there, watching the expanding waves in the kitty from where I half fell, half leapt into it.

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

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

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

"Uh…"my impudence felt hotter than unfreeze steel with overplus,"that is my mother nickname for me since I was a couple of years old."

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

"So may I call off 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 recognize of it. I figure there are some matter 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 unparalleled perspective on the universe ; sometimes it also gives you that second you need to see thing as the way they have become…

So it is that I noticed two things about Samantha :

The get-go is how her smile shone in the light, 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's-breadth ; even the rebuff rosiness hugging her cheeks as she giggles with a bit of restiveness and looks down and away, yet looking back just as quickly.

I see Samantha my best booster, and I see Samantha who has come to mean so much more.

The other thing I had noticed was kind of obvious at any number 1 glance…

It is her complete lack of a swimming costume ; not to mention any garment at all ; covering her bared, beautiful body.

I just took in the spate of her sitting on a thick towel, one arm looped under her drawn up knees, the other hand teasingly twining her hair about the fingerbreadth ; her skin glimmering in the light, her small boob visible with their tit business firm and pink.

She slowly moved her one hand from her haircloth down her cheek, jaw and neck ; a smiling of pure mischief shone while she licked her lips seductively with her tongue. Her eyes half closed, coyly looking away for a bit and then coming back again as her hand reached her collar os, teasingly moving in soft, short circles.

I watched her home clench all but two fingers, guiding these down to between each of her bosom ; gentle rophy starting on the outermost edges of each breast, tightening as she spirals them inward, until the hint reach each of her mammilla, where she gently strokes them in turn ; during the entire time she gave out a series of balmy gasps and twitches of her body.

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

The secretiveness 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 wind came up suddenly, dumping a bunch of leaves from the surrounding trees all over me.

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

As is distinctive for me, I wind up breaking the here and now with a completely stunned question :

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

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

I drifted up to the side of the syndicate, totally oblivious that my I-phone is now imitating the Titanic on the underside of the kitty. Right now I had other things on my creative thinker, 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 ?

"benzoin, I prefer tight fitting dipping when I get the chance to,"she stretched out on her side of meat, flexing her leg just so, allowing me to see her boob with their pinko, vertical tit looking so exquisitely, her soft 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 number you didn't notification earlier that I have no tan telephone line ?"

To underscore this end point she moved her hands around her breasts, gently caressing them in ever tightening circles unto the nipples, moving her legs about to render me her denudate hips and fair sex ; no tan lines at all, something I had clearly missed.

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

"No problem, do as you wish…"I said to her. The heating flowing out of my physical structure should have turned the entire consortium into a cloud of billowing steam, leaving me slowly melting through the freighter 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 saki of my own sanity at the least.

"benjamin, I have a doubt of my own,"she gave me a coy look, one of a wily coyote that has cornered its Chosen prey.

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

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

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

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

When I came back up, the first of all sound to greet my ears was the clarion call of Samantha's cubicle phone :

Beep - beep - beep.

Letting me know that trouble was fully on the way…

I could only wonder what doom is going to take place this time ; though so long as Samantha is there, the expectation of end of the world and wipeout can be made more fair to middling 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 future three month ; there is a violent storm word of advice issued for the river area, seems it blew up from the sea rather unexpectedly, so that portion of our day is out of military action,"Samantha said.

"We have the day to ourselves Benjamin, and I want to suffer 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 head in disappointment, whether from not going to the river, or the promises auntie Matilda had made - the fun she wanted to throw 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 questioning flavour on her face.

Samantha reached out with one hand, gently stroking my blushing impudence ; her eyes dancing with affection and wonder that enhanced her beauty more and more. My philia kept skipping a pulse, while I felt like at practically any instant I would launch 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 heartfelt dearest and buss,"is all I could think to say.

Samantha's burst-of-a-gut, doubled over laugh showed how gravid a sense of bodily fluid she possesses.

My neighbor's old cat, a tortoise shell calico called Old Jamis heartily yowled in off keyed protest. Apparently he was stalking a leaf or a flush blowing in the current of air, and had his game interrupted by Samantha.

I have to admit, the sight of Samantha, the sun glimmering on her soft skin and amber hair ; center dancing with staring enjoyment of the moment sent a series of electrifying thrills along the entire length of my being. She kept laughing so knockout I wondered if she would roll into the consortium with me…

Not that it would be a bad thing.

I joined in with her laughter, watching as she rolled onto her face, bosom heaving up and down, tears shining in the light like a 1000 illumination, perfectly cut diamonds.

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

"Yup,"and that sent her into another round of laughter, her dresser and venter heaving, trunk quaking and middle shutting tight from the sheer horizontal surface of amusement ; personally I don't think Samantha could possess looked more beautiful to me than at that consequence, seeing her completely at ease.

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

"Honestly benjamin, as long as we have known each other I never thought you had THAT kind of mood,"she pulled her genu level with her chest, allowing me to see her fair sex in all its wonder ; the exculpated dampness upon it telling of other sensations at swordplay within her.

"I like it though, I've been learning so a good deal new poppycock about you…yet I can see two things we need to work on…"

She stretched forward over the bound of the pond, one hand gently swirling among my hock tomentum ; me, I just kept my optic focused on her human face. Her breasts looked so magnificent, my intellect wanting to receive my hired man 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 boundary with one hand, I brought the other up to rest upon one chest.

I still find it awe-inspiring how mild and tender it feels, the warmth of her body flowing into my hand from it ; as she had done earlier, I gently caressed it in a inward spiral from the outer border, finally touching her tit in the softest of touches I can achieve.

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

Samantha's heart started to give birth that far seeing, dreamy look upon them ; her breathing gradually became more and More shoal, raspy and flowing across her puckering lips.

Slowly I moved my hand to the side of her soundbox, tenderly teasing and pleasing her sensible spots, each one in turning drawing shudders, soft squeals and broad pant of breather as I began to see the slight sheen of perspiration on her consistency. Twice her stomach twist inward when I ran my fingertips across it, tickling around her belly release, and just reaching the edge of her womanhood.

"miaow, meow,"Jamis sounded off.

When my fingers began to research her most intimate of surface area, she grasped the book binding of my top dog with her hand to continue her proportion ; her hips and venter began swaying, her rear end thrusting up into the air, she began to take a crap a series of knifelike, biting auditory sensation as undulation after wave of pleasure rolled across her entire body.

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

Finally she threw both of her arms around my mind and cervix, pulling me into her chest and the face of the pool as one monumental shudder hit ; then she looked at me with her dreamy centre and a look of uttermost contentment on her face.

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

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

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

I managed to hold the usual level best panic filled gulping down to a handful this prison term ; telling her if she will say me what to do that I was plot.

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

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

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

"Wait until you come out here with a Anguilla sucklandii sandwich ; you will make believe an instant friend for lifespan as long as you feed him."

Samantha got onto her genu, holding firmly with her arms around my neck ; first her candy kiss started across my forehead, then across my eyelids, nose and then my mentum. My hands came up and started caressing her amphetamine arms and shoulders in assuage rope and volute, bringing another smile to her lips that gleamed like the sun.

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

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


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"Senor Benjamin is that you by hazard ?"asked Mrs. Nellie, one of my neighbor from the other side of meat of the fencing and hedges that separate the properties.

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

"You are a just boy benzoin, so sweet and innocent. revel the swim but know that the weather forecaster is saying a big storm will be here soon. So keep an eye on the skies."

"Thanks Mrs. Nellie,"I replied.

"Samantha,"I started to say, watching her daring to breath at the off chance Mrs Nellie may have peered at the two of us ; of path I knew this was impossible due to the stature of the fence. 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 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 assoil fact you have way too much clothing on to go skinny dipping with me,"she took a firm grip on the book binding of my cervix, pulling me in closer to her.

"The second base affair we need to work on ?"she nuzzled my nose 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 forges and furnaces of my body in a come near instant.

She nuzzled my nose with hers,

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

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

mew !

Old Jamis had returned, yowling from right behind Samantha, after its low temperature olfactory organ touching her on her most intimate of locating ; causing her to take up 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 laughter.

Old Jamis just yowled once and walked off, after part held up in virtuous felid superiority.


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

She could see the shudders of delight shaking his body, a abstruse blush building on his cheeks along with the near unceasing gulp of affright that always comes ; though this clip not as bad and Benjamin makes a turn over drive to push it away.

One paw of his comes to rest on her shoulder, then his finger begin their walking with soft, delicate feathery like touches ; sensations of pure, heavenly cloud nine shoot up her organic structure and come crashing into her nous with the forcefulness of a cascading river as it descends over the falls.

She closes her optic and arcs her heading back slightly, and motility even closer to Benjamin as his finger's breadth swing up along her cervix and below her jaw, teasing out of her electrical pinpricks of joy, squealing frenzies of flowing people of colour and lights, and the quickening of hint that takes in the heady miscellany of odor from the pool, heyday and tree, along with her and Benjamin.

The birds begin chirping their rattling songs, while a gentle air plays among the offshoot and leaves of the surrounding trees.

She wraps both of her arms around Benjamin's cervix ; repeatedly kissing him upon the back talk, each soft caress is enough to air minuscule, subtle ripples and shudders along his body that she can find.

He enfolds her within the shelter of his arms, secure around her glower back as his hands gently caress the sides of her abdomen ; several times he draws forth from her a assortment of soft giggles, sharp gasps of breath, gentle moans of delight and delight being induced by his indulgent, loving explorations.

Her kisses motility along his chin, to the left and back, up the right and back ; then moving up his olfactory organ and brow to flow back down the side of his neck opening. She can find the warmth of his breath on her cutis, while the foolhardy scents of his being mix with her own and that of the tree, the pond and the air.

One hand caresses the spine of Benjamin's haircloth, entwining her fingers in it and then letting it go.

gum benjamin places a flaccid, slushy candy kiss upon her neck, causing a flashy squeal of pleasure to escape her lips.

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

draught into asa dulcis again, Samantha feels him move his hands along her pricker, articulatio humeri, and upper arms ; each movement sends sensations of electrical thrill and rainbow period of spark and warmth across her brain and heightens her into a enlightenment state of being.

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

For the two of them, the populace narrows to the here and now ; they alone occupy the house of cards 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 reverence and hesitation is still deliver, yet Benjamin is fighting to keep it contained away.

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

gum 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 half in the water.

Raising herself up a bit, Samantha grips the side of the pool in one paw, the stairs support railing in the other ; allowing Benjamin to kiss her banish breasts. His still clumsy efforts draw a giggle out of her, yet the flexing of her dorsum into him, her stomach firm on his bureau, optic closing crocked and breathing spell turn shallow, shows her own desires are still reaching higher and higher.

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

Samantha looked deep into his center, a hunger Max Born of lecherousness shining back, making it emphatically brighten what she has in mind.

Within a few moments, Benjamin sees his trunks 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 eye ; telling me what she intends.

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

benzoin wrapped his munition around her modest back to give her some duplicate support ; and then the two began to kiss one another, fires of passion building and flowing one into the other, a matrimony of two consistency into one that both want and need to own happen.

She helped to guide his manhood inside of her body ; easing her way down stone's throw by step, pushing benjamin to the limits of his endurance as she firmly locked her pelvic muscles about it, then began to line up her military position for both to enjoy the moment in the full.

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

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

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

benjamin tried to move in time with her, his efforts somewhat awkward and clumsy in comparison to those of her own ; yet she seemed to translate his purpose, slowing her frantic pace to keep in time with him, giving a flaccid whisper here and there of what to do for the both of them moving as one.

He felt the flack building to volcanic intensities in his humanness, pressure mounting upon insistency revealed into his melted brainiac as deafening news bulletin of light, heat and passion beyond description ; he struggles to hold back as long as possible, chest of drawers heaving like a bellows with grunts and groan growing with each consequence passing.

Samantha started to softly croon, literally the tacky sound she has made in their shared love making ; giving a shock to poor Benjamin who did not have a bun in the oven it at all.

Losing mastery of his focal point, he feels his body get-up-and-go past the line of business of restraint and suddenly he hits his climax, sending his life history come into her body once, twice, three clip and then a fourth, 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 head off the feeling of horror building on his human face as he realizes how many times he climaxed in her.

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

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

The manifestation on her face makes it solve 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 kickoff 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 magic words into his ear, their life and world changing instantly and forever…

"Benjamin, I love you."



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The lightness of urine, its business firm grip holding her in inconspicuous hands spreading over each helping of her body as she drifts in the kitty. Samantha let the fertile lovingness of the waters ease their way into her body, still holding a rueful smile on her face ; to be startled so bad by a cat, plunging forward into the weewee and atop of asa dulcis.

To her surprisal this brought the flushing estrus of a blush to her cheeks, embarrassment and delight mixing into one stream of opinion and sensations unknown to her before.

Benjamin has turned out to be one delightful surprise after another, even taking his fairly naïve accomplishment in sex and romanticism ; though there is great likely to be refined by drill and lots of sudor, bumping and grinding away with one another.

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

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

He has come to evince me a side of meat of him that I never could sustain dreamed of, yet looking back over the yearn time of their friendship ; 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 nerve raced as a sudden image came about, her and Benjamin as a family ; though the fact she can not take children of her own means they would have to adopt…

With one thought, Samantha has understood her integral thought of gum benzoin and their shared world has just moved into a unit new horizontal surface ; one she wants to explore with him…

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

mop up her eyes for a minute, she breaths in the air, taking delight in the salty smell of the kitty blending with the aroma of the blooming rosiness, snarl Draco ( impassioned Orange River, brilliant yellowness, and pastel blues ), they hanging wisteria from its vines in the Tree branches. These merge with the flaccid yipping of a neighbor dog wanting to play in that far off yard, a African tea mewing, robins, true sparrow and a hoot-hoot of an owl out in the daytime.

"My home is so bare compared to this magical man asa dulcis lives in,"a severe smile crosses her face,"even with what I now know about my own female parent ‘ bridge circuit golf-club'from Matilda…that is going to be so lots fun. I just wish we could have gotten to the river."

The first fiddling tap-tap-tap droppings of pelting fall onto her skin and the surrounding H2O surface.

She looks up, and sees the darkest of storm clouds bellowing into sight ; racing like minions of doomsday preparing to smite all of the animation they confront in the cosmos. Kicking her feet she swims to the closest outlet from the pool and climbs out as she heads for the house, pausing only to grab up her towel.


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Bing !
clangour !
Aoogah !
thumping !
clank !

"Wonderful, why did dad have to go and install that stupid bell,"I said, shaking my head at the perpetual bad timing of the universe in my living.

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 chair back, Samantha passed by, pausing long enough for me to see the towel hugging her wet physical structure, her dampen hair encompassing her face 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 somebody is home…"she asked.

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

In the support way, as I switched on the TV for the weather channel I happened to search out the window ; seeing the rainfall continue to build up as Samantha went running up to the driver just as he was about to mount into the delivery van.

I could see even at this distance the towel showing more and to a greater extent of her form off, the pap of her titty clear for anyone to see. The sight of her mostly bared second joint sent my bosom to fluttering as she reached out to signal for the package 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 wind suddenly picked up ; despite her honest efforts enough of it moved to clearly display her womanhood to the driver…

And to the lodge of motorcycle passenger - training for their endurance run in the mountains - that was once again departure by the house…

I just shook my head as Samantha regained control of her towel, clutching the software to her bosom ; then the cute little cringe she gave as the bicycle riders went cascading into a batch of wreckage as they lost stress of the road and focused upon her.

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

"My apologies ma'am,"he said while standing again and climbing into his seat,"I did not mean to be so clumsy, deliver a skillful day."

I just rolled my center to the Shangri-la, wondering what else could go wrong.

As she hastened to the house I went to conform to her, grabbing a lovesome and dry robe to roll about her as she closed the door behind her.

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

Looking at the pocket-size parcel, a box big enough for a fixture textbook, the two of us began to wonder exactly what it contained ; no return address was on the alfresco, just the house address, my parent's name, and the mug of 1 of 5 to be delivered.

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

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

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

I just stopped speaking as she placed her hand on my forearm, gently playing her fingertips across my pelt 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, remember what you wanted to do earlier when we got out of the rain shower the other clock time ? Let's see what was it you were singing ?"I slyly smiled at her.

She held her hand to her mouth while she was recondite in thought, trying to remember what I was talking about. Then her oculus flared wide in identification, oral fissure hanging spread, as both hired hand clasped over it.

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

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

"60 nine it's so fine, we will give our own sixty nine so all will be just fine…"she coyly started singing ; her eyes dancing with wild passion. She pulled me down slightly, arms around my cervix, and pressed her back talk onto mine in a fiery embrace.

"Benny I never thought you would get the nerve up to ask me that…I love you Benjamin, I love you greatly and wish 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 most men, she has a lot of safe, old fashioned common sentience. She said that we ‘ could be a wonderful couple if we wanted to cause it hap,'“

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

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

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

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

I can only desire Samantha will love it.

Yes, right where I had left it.


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

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

Her oculus went widely with realization, sparkling with what I hoped is acceptance when I opened it so carefully to show off the platinum ring set with 12 humble blue sapphires."Samantha, this belonged to my smashing grandma, the solitary item I got as part of the hereditary pattern ; it had a note for a long clip saying to open 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 hands covering her lip 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.

pickings her hand, I slid the ring upon her finger, covering it with both of mine.

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

Blam !
blush !
Loud tiger hollering !
thumping !
clang !

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 room access, peeking through the peephole to see who it could be.

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

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

"volition do that,"she answered.

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

"…love of my lifespan, we are so delicately ; we shall do our own sixty-nine ; can't time lag for you to do me the undecomposed, so, so well like all the rest ; all night we will persist in our bed, rocking our world until it falls apart…"

I just sat there with inviolable horror on my expression, her tidings clutching my brain like the jaws of a ambuscade set for a masher in the woods.

Samantha showed a grin on her face, posing to let me see that her robe has opened up, allowing the bringing agent a terminated purview of her naked trunk from nous to toe. She gave me a purely impish smile, licking her rim for a consequence and teasingly sucking on one finger while the factor was doing something with the delivery elusion to be signed.

I tried to speak or anticipate out to Samantha, but instead of words coming out of my rima oris, it sounded like a wide-cut orchestra of Rana catesbeiana choking on dry snapper lodged in their throats.

When the agentive role spoke to Samantha, my gumption of impending doom came crashing home completely ; I all too clearly recognized that voice - my cousin Bonn'udie, who was adopted from Republic of India as a infant by my beginner twin sister.

Commonly called by the nickname"Bunnie,"she is regarded among the mob gossipers as an all consuming man eater ; insatiable beyond anything and lover of both men and charwoman ; the more the better. She has the look to equal her reputation as well - Five metrical unit seven, glistening black hair's-breadth, a cryptical almost coppery tan, her uniform and short pants hugged each and every bend 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.

tetrad small bundles went into Samantha's waiting hands, probably the residual of the earlier delivery.

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

"Yes ma'am, they get these all the time. Their boy Benjamin hasn't a clue that his own family ‘ line of work tripper'overseas are actually to the quarterly baseball club Caribbean Hedonism festivity,"Bunnie said.

"One to two weeks of aught but purest of sex, sex, sex, no holds barred and everything goes…well, I can woolgather of the ‘ someday.'That package is the Sami I deliver to so many others in the area ; ad for the festivals, main events, party and brace looking to hook up for swinger's parties…"I could hear the rueful look of bunny girl voice.

My own parents are tramp ! I had to arouse myself against the rampart to restrain from falling savourless on my face.

"I have to acknowledge, as a baby-sitter goes for Benjamin, its Nice to see one of their champion offering to avail out. Just try not to wipe out the kid - sweet, impeccant, and completely clueless as ever. I mean ma'am, if he sees you like this he will have a kernel attack from sheer panic…"

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

"Maybe you should, that boy needs someone to actually rock his globe for once, probably for the only sentence in his life at that. Honestly, to think I have to be related to such a nerd and uttermost unsuccessful person in a family of pleasure seeker, there is no accounting for genetics alright,"Bunnie said.

"Oh well, at least this is my last stop,"I could get wind Bunnie writing something on a art object of paper.

"Here, if you get a chance to tonight, the span club with Mrs. Miller will be having a genuine party, she would just love to hold a wild matter such as you."

To my electrical shock I saw Bunnie get to her helping hand out and gently draw close Samantha's bosom, gently stroking the nipples 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 hired man over her shirt, Bunnie emphasized each of her breasts, teasing her nipples with a fingertip while looking at Samantha with unadulterated lust.

"Yeah, she would sway your world indeed, and if you ever get there so will I. I'll even do you extra ; we can make 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 superbia of king of beasts devours men and fair sex like that one…WHEW !"

"Mrs. Miller ?"Samantha asked of Bunnie.

"Oh yeah she is such a scorcher - Mrs Marion Alton Glenn Miller is her fully name if your interested. At the death political party Mrs Marion did six miss and XI guy cable 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 ebullience apparently knows no limits.

"Though they say that her girl is a rightful innocent like Benjamin,"she shook her forefront while having a disparaging smirk on her lips.

"Poor girl probably never has been into bed with anyone, so unlike her mother…oh well, conjecture sometimes a mistake winds up in the gene pool…too bad, we could have a deflowering party for her - twenty or Sir Thomas 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's sigh was audible for some space, as she envisioned such an experience for her.

Samantha stood there, her face locked on Bunny with the promise of sealed doom…weather concerning the story of her mother, or bunny's account of what should happen ‘ to her innocent daughter'I could not be sure.

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

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

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

I heard the tenuous squeaking randomness coming from Bunnie as Samantha grinned, and then all but slammed the room access in Bunny's face.

Samantha just kept grinning as she walked back over to me, the light shining on her bared organic structure ; emphasizing each and every delicious curve of her chin, neck and shoulders, breasts and abdomen, and her legs with each step she took.

"benzoin it looks like our parents have kept secrets 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, think back 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 manpower gently along her belly, drawing a light tittering watercourse of laughter as they met behind the minuscule of her back ; then moved one down to her thigh, gently caressing and tickling each area I could pass on, until up between her inside arena, and began to loosen her well-nigh intimate of areas.

Each gentle apoplexy, done as softly as I could, started bringing out of Samantha soft gasp and one or two slight cooing sounds ; then she grabbed me firmly about my vertebral column as her soundbox shuddered, one leg shifting suddenly into my own, as she hit her climax once again this day.

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

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

Samantha put one deal on the backrest of my neck opening, drawing me into her and locking her lips onto mine, gently kissing me again and again. My hands went to exploring up the slope and backbone of her consistency, trying to recall each of those most sensuous locations she has, to fetch the fervency of passion to wide intensity within her…

I moved my candy kiss down to the incline of her impertinence and chin, then to her neck that sent her into a rich gasp for breathing time as a waving of pleasure shook her body from question to toes and back again.

She started to slide her mitt down my trunks when the population interrupted yet again…

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


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Bing !
Blooey !
Meow !
Chirp !
thump !
collapse !

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

I recognized the figure 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 mid-seventies, she is the typical appearing grandma in that everyone on the engine block is her family and grandchildren, tangible or not in their rakehell sleeper to her. In her bridge player she holds a small basket covered with a towel, bread rolls by the olfactory property of them.

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

Seeing the ring on Samantha's fingerbreadth, she smiles knowingly and in true pleasure.

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

I had to explain to Samantha that Miss Nellie is a preacher, her husband a justness of the peace and the owner of a small business nearby.

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

"Mrs. Nellie, I know this may be a sudden request, but between you and your husband, what would you charge me and Benjamin for a quickly wedding service of process and the married couple license we need to construct it official ?"Samantha asked.

"Let me pull in a call, oh you two are a splendid dyad, so young and full-of-the-moon of sprightliness's fire,"she clapped her hands together while a genuine smile emerged on her face.

I offered her a seat on one of the chairs as she placed her call on her cell phone. She briefly told her husband what was going on and to get down here yesterday with his record book and the stuff and nonsense we will necessitate for the marriage ceremony license and all of that.

"He is already home benjamin, and will be here shortly ; one thing with the wonder 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 life-threatening look on her human face, and then placed her hands over the two of ours.

"I have to ask this up front ; are you two for sure about doing this ? It's a very sober footstep, 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 husband arrived the ceremony was very unforesightful and to the detail. Mahn, her husband served as witness to the ceremony, helped take out and then file the forms. I noticed then that he had brought a set of glasses, a bucket of ice and a nursing 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 happy with a Dr capsicum in topographic point of the accustomed wedding toast,"he stated.

"Good affair, gum benzoin's parents were emphasised about there being no spirits before their holiday ; it's the first off time he has not had a baby sitter, so what happens…"she smiled at me with making love in her eyes.

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

All of us cracked up laughing.

"benjamin, while I am thinking of it the side you applied for is open, so is the one you did Samantha. Both of you will be able to wreak together,"said Mister Mahn, the married man of Mrs. Nellie.

"I need a yoke of file clerks, its thirty minute a week doing data entry at home, fifteen a week in the role ; and you will get a good pay with welfare,"we both nodded yes, especially when he said we can start 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 home, I was working on my kinsperson's notebook, wondering what to tell my dad in the e-mail…

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

"Hey benzoin, 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 Hells Angels Biker Club, but that I am also pregnant…"

"Uh Samantha,"I started choking and gagging…

Sitting herself on my lap, blazon 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 arcanum from us for some clip ; now we need to show them what variety 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 ‘ maestro dissertation'computer program ; and will be for the eternal sleep of our lives. Besides we have still one thing to figure out ; now that we are hitched, are we to last apart or what until we can get our own blank space ?"

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

Beep…

"One ultimate sling shot 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 total mailing listing instead of just my dad ..."

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

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

The starting time email started to come in :

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

The Hell's angels were a nice mite ; if you get pic of your dad chemical reaction PLEASE send at once ! ! !

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

By the way, if Samantha wants to incite in until the two of you get your own place after commencement she is welcome to stay. And Samantha, try not to turn Benny's brains to dogsled ; he is a good boy, real sweet and so innocent…

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

Will be home in a twain of weeks ; fill me in then Samantha, I want to see all the juicy secret of you and benne ; and anything about Matilda.

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

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

Samantha suddenly looked into the living elbow room, where I could see the pelting coming down in full military unit ; lightning saltation in the background.

"I think I hear the couch calling for us to come and practice our techniques Benjamin and if anyone watches the show…all the better for us…"she gave me a feral, thrill 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 pleasure ; made it across the threshold and then promptly collapsed onto my fundament with her in my lap.

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

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

"Fine with me benjamin, we begin here,"she said, leaning into me and kissing my lip with perfervid intensity. She pulled my underdrawers down and took my humanity in her hired man, stroking it to full volume before sliding her own womanhood over its distance and then hammering home with all the frenzied force she can deliver.

I held her across her lower back, my physical structure rocking in time with her own, the fiery rivers of lust brewing, flowing and merging in a clamor of figure and force play as the two of us moved as one ; all too quickly I wound up hitting my climax, fully spilling my life story seed recondite inside of her.

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

I worked my candy kiss down her consistence, towards her abdomen when she lifted my Kuki 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 lips and lingua for the serious gist on her womanhood.

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

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

Samantha soon went to Town on my humanness, her fiery lips and stroking script moving over its distance, building one fiery river of raw lustfulness onto another. I felt my heart racing, my brain dross away and my lungs bellowing for air like a smithy in a foundry.

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

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

Samantha's breathing spell became shallow, raspy and bated as her body flowed about ; her excitement building one step at a clock time, especially when my tongue touched one area that sent her into the heavens !

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

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

Then she hit her peak, the feminine juices flowing over my fingerbreadth and deal just as I hit my release.

Samantha moved her question to the side, choking and swallowing my life cum that was released fully into her mouth. I apologized to her for losing control, but she grinned and kissed me, letting me understand the sense of taste of my own source on her mouth and tongue.

The formula on my face caused her to wear out out in laughter.

"Benny, you are suppose to do that inside my womanhood ; not my back talk. Practice will do perfect my beloved and my husband…"she teasingly said, her hand stroking my chest under my shirt.

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

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

I nodded agreement, and kissed her softly on her nose, preparing to enlist in our dance of honey one Thomas More time.

All of a sudden she started blushing like mad, eyes lowering and fountainhead turning to the side ; I caught the cause of her business organisation a here and now later, as several of our friend who live nearby had come to plume us on our wedding…and staring at us through the living room window…backlit by the blink of an eye of lightning from the storm…

They got one heck of a floor show…

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

She broke out in to the full laughter, seeking out her gown to go to the door and let hoi polloi in.

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




( fin )