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David and Samantha con't.
The next month was pretty much the same old thing with
Joanie and I. I saw David as much as I could. He and
I got so incredibly close over those four weeks. He
still knew nothing about my family but that was for
his benefit, really. I knew I was falling in love.
We never did more than kiss, well with the exception
of some heavy petting, so all we did was get to know
each other. Then my birthday came on a Saturday, and
I wanted to spend it with him. I was staying at
Joanie’s, my dad was on a rampage again, and we were
sitting in her room just staring at the TV. We had an
argument the night before, I had called David’s name
out again and she went off. That morning though she
was being civil, even though she wasn’t talking.
“I’m calling in, I don’t want to work,” I said.
“You’re going to see David?” I looked at her as I
picked up the phone and dialed the number and nodded.
“You’re blowing off work for him? Damn Sam he must be
something else.” I called work and told them I wasn’t
coming in and would be there Monday night. I then sat
down beside Joanie.
“Where are your parents?” I asked.
“Backyard playing in the pool,” she sighed. “You’re
leaving now?”
“Yeah.” She just nodded, then turned back to the TV
and ignored me. I left quietly, and drove away to
David’s.
David was home, thank goodness or I would have had
nowhere to go. I didn’t want to go back to Joanie’s
until later so there wouldn’t be that awkwardness in
front of her parents. David was surprised to see me,
needless to say.
“Hey Sammi, what are you doing here?” He asked as he
let me in. I walked to his couch and sat down.
“I needed away from Joanie. We had” I paused
thinking about what to say. “We had a little fight
and I needed away.” He sat down beside me, and I
smiled at him. “I didn’t have anywhere else to go.”
“It’s ok. What did you fight about?” I hated lying
to him, but this wasn’t really lying. We were in a
funk about him in a way. I shook my head and leaned
back against the couch. “C’mon tell me. You can tell
me anything.” I looked at him and smiled. Yeah, he
would love to know I called out his name while my best
friend ate my pussy.
“Basically, you,” I said softly. “She’s jealous.”
He looked at me then at his hands. I noticed then
that he was only wearing a pair of jeans. How did I
miss that chest? He was muscular, and had only the
slightest amount of chest hair. He had some cute
little nipples, and I noticed a lovely treasure trail
that disappeared into his jeans.
“Why is she jealous of me?” He asked quietly.
“Because, I called her by your name again last
night,” I whispered. I didn’t think before I said it,
it just came out. I covered my mouth with my hand and
my eyes filled with tears. I couldn’t even look at
him. I stood up. “I should go,” I whimpered. He
stood up too and grabbed my arm and turned me so I was
facing him. I still couldn’t look him in the eyes.
He surprised me by pulling me into his arms. “What
are you doing?” I asked through my tears.
“Holding you in my arms while you cry,” he said
simply. “I am doing this right, right?”
“Yeah,” I sniffled. “You’re not going to throw me
out?”
“No. I am so fucking flattered, Sammi,” he
whispered. I noticed something poking my stomach and
I knew he was flattered.
“It feels like you’re more than flattered,” I smiled
into his shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his waist
and held him back while I rubbed my stomach against
his growing erection.
“Should we do this?” I pulled back from him and we
let each other go, then I went back to the couch where
my purse was. I sat down and dug in it until I found
my wallet and then pulled my license out. He stood in
front of me, and I looked up and handed him my
license.
“Read my birth date.” He did, and he grinned and
looked at me. “This isn’t how I had this planned,” I
said. “I was going to come over later, dress really
sexy and seduce you. But Joanie was being such a
bitch, and I can understand why but it is my birthday
and she was making me miserable. And my parents, god
we don’t even have to go there and I wanted to be with
you you’ve made me feel so safe since I’ve met you.”
“You know I want to be with you too.” He kneeled in
front of me. “I want you to feel safe with me.”
“I do David. I really do.”
“Then tell me about your parents. There’s something
there I have to know.” I shook my head. We went
through this every week. “Sammi baby, please.”
“No. It’s my birthday, and for once I’m gonna do
what I want to do.”
“What’s that Samantha?” He asked. I don’t know why
he asked; he knew what I wanted to do.
“You David Evans, my distinguished mechanic,” I
grinned.
“Well, Samantha Michaels it would be my pleasure to
let you do what you want.” He sat down and smiled.
“Are you sure you want to do this with me?”
“I’m pretty nervous about it but yes, I want to make
love to you David.”
“Why are you nervous?” He asked.
“I’ve never been with anyone except Joanie, and she
doesn’t have the same equipment you do.” I blushed,
embarrassed that I had just told him that.
“Don’t be embarrassed sweetie. It’s ok to be a
virgin.” I looked up at him, surprised at the remark.
“What? I know about you and Joanie, she called here
a couple weeks ago and told me all about it. She
thought I would dump you. But I love you and I’m not
letting go of you just because you two find comfort
with each other.”
“She called here? And you’re not mad?” He shook his
head. “What all did she tell you?” He shook his head
again. “Tell me David.”
“Just that your dad beats you and that’s why you stay
with her most of the time. That when I’ve been out of
town you would stay here, which would explain why my
bed would smell like you.” He grinned at me. “And I
know you’ve used my computer, I know what websites
you’ve been to!” I was at a loss for words. I was
going to kill Joanie for telling him about my dad; he
didn’t need to know that. “But you know I don’t care
that you stay here, and I don’t care that you use my
computer and whatever else. I just want you to tell
me yourself what’s going on in your life.”
“You wanna know what it’s like at the Michaels’ house
David? That my dad is a drunk? That my mom has been
cheating on my dad since I was seven and that she
brings these men home with her? That when she does
that my dad comes to my room? You really wanna know
David, that my dad beats the hell out of me cause he
can’t get it up anymore and then when I told someone
they didn’t believe me cause he is on this fucking
city’s council and he wouldn’t do a thing like that?”
I was so upset, I was sobbing and shaking and just let
it out. For the first time in my life I had told
someone and I felt like a weight had been lifted.
Joanie only knew that my dad beat me, not anything
else. I looked at David and there were tears running
down his cheeks.
“You’re not staying in that house another minute,
Samantha,” he said hoarsely. “I’m going to get a
shirt on, we’re going over there, you’re getting your
stuff and you are not staying there!”
“Where am I gonna go? I don’t have enough in savings
to get an apartment; I don’t even know where to look
for one. I can’t stay with Joanie, that’s just too
awkward.”
“What are you talking about?” He asked as he got up.
“You’ll stay here with me. Did you hear me earlier?
I want to be with you, I want to protect you and I
love you. I love you Samantha.”
“So you want me to move in with you?” He nodded.
“Might as well right? I live here when you’re away.
Shit half my clothes are here, all my CD’s and movies
are here.”
“Samantha,” he said softly, “did you hear me?”
“I did. I love you too, David. Otherwise I wouldn’t
be here.” He grinned and pulled me from the couch,
then pulled me up into his arms.
“I needed to hear you say that.” He kissed me,
softly at first then with more urgency. I kissed him
back wholeheartedly, running my hands down his chest.
This was the first time I’d touched him without his
shirt on; I played with his chest hair and kissed him
harder. His hands ran down my sides and grabbed my
butt, squeezing and massaging me, making me moan into
his mouth. He pulled me closer to him, then moved his
hands and pulled me up his body. I wrapped my legs
around his waist and he wrapped his arms around mine
holding me to him. We stopped kissing and looked at
each other. We didn’t say anything; he turned us
around started walking toward his bedroom. We kissed
the entire way to his bed, and then he gently laid me
down on it. “Wait one second,” he whispered. I
nodded and watched as he walked out of the room.
“I’m a difficult man, I admit I’m not easy, at the
drop of a tear I can turn right away,” I heard the
fourth and my favorite song on my Tal Bachman CD
playing. I grinned remembering that I told him I
thought that would be the best CD to make love to. We
had talked about it earlier in the month when he found
my Tal Bachman CD in his player. He had asked why I
liked that CD he thought Tal was a whiny singer, and
then I told him that I would love to make love to that
CD because of the heartfelt emotions in it. He then
kept the CD.
David walked in, and walked slowly to me. He got on
the bed with and lay on me, kissing me on my neck. “I
wondered why you kept this,” I grinned. He looked up
at me and smiled.
“I want this to be special for you,” he whispered. I
nodded, and brought his face to mine for a kiss. We
started kissing again, my fingers digging into his
shoulders as he slipped a hand under my velvet black
shirt. He found my velvet black bra with his hand and
started massaging my breast through it. “This song is
for you,” he whispered against my mouth. The chorus
started. “And nobody cares, no one really knows me,
and nobody shares the other side of me, but you love
like nobody loves me.” David sang it softly, then
kissed me again. I was almost in tears. I knew that
I knew a side of him that no one else did, but this
was amazing to me. I moved him off me and we both sat
up. “What?” He asked softly.
“Nothing baby.” I started unbuttoning my shirt, then
tossed it aside. His eyes went right to my breasts,
then his hands followed. He cupped them, then ran his
fingers over the material of my bra. He leaned over
and kissed the top of my right breast, then cupped
them again. They were a perfect fit in his hands, and
he gently squeezed them while he kissed and licked the
tops of my breasts. I moaned, arching my chest
against him and running my hands through his hair. He
stopped after a few moments and looked at me.
“How are we doing love?” He asked.
“Really good,” I whispered.
“Good,” he smiled. He reached around my back and
unclasped my bra, then pulled it off. He cupped my
breasts again and looked down. He noticed the scar on
my right nipple and he looked up at me. He went to
say something but I placed my hand on his mouth and
shook my head no. He kissed my hand and moved it,
then pulled me so I was sitting in his lap. He
wrapped an around my waist and with his other hand he
cupped my right breast and kissed my nipple, gently
tracing the scar with his tongue. I placed an arm
around his shoulders and moaned loudly. No one had
ever made me feel like this, I was aroused for the
first time with a man and I loved it. He leaned back
slowly, and we ended up lying with him on his back and
me on top. “I love you,” he said softly.
“I love you too,” I grinned. He rolled us on our
sides and we stared at each other. “I’m really
nervous David.”
“It’ll be ok,” he whispered. “Just relax, ok?” I
nodded. He rolled me on my back, then maneuvered
himself between my legs. He unbuttoned my jeans, then
started pulling them off. I lifted my hips and he
pulled them off, and smiled even bigger at me. “No
panties,” he said. “And shaved. Good god Samantha,
you’re beautiful dressed and undressed.” I blushed a
deep red and he leaned down and kissed me. “I want
you to feel good. Will you let me?” I nodded. He
sat up again and raised my legs up, spreading me wide
open. “That’s really beautiful Sammi,” he smiled as
he stared down on me. “You are really beautiful.” He
leaned down and ran his tongue around my belly button,
making me moan and shiver. Then he started licking
the inside of it and I arched and giggled. He looked
up at me and I saw a smile.
“That tickles,” I grinned. He kept licking my belly
button, then he moved so he was lying on his stomach
between my legs. I watched as he kissed down below my
belly button to the top of my pussy. He gently licked
me there, then moved his tongue lower licking my lips.
We both moaned. He gently parted my lips with his
tongue and licked me up and down, from my clit to my
bottom. I moaned loudly, spreading my legs wider for
him. His tongue went up and found my clit, and he
teased it for a moment making me shudder, then he
stuck his tongue lower and went inside me. “David!”
I cried out. “Oh god,” I moaned. I tossed my head
from side to side and grabbed his hair with my hands
as his tongue went as deep as it could go in me. His
nose was rubbing my clit as he plunged his tongue deep
in me and tasted me, and it drove me nuts. He moved
his mouth up again and captured my clit and started to
flick it with the tip of his tongue. “David!” I
moaned, then I came. I bucked against him and
tightened my thighs around his head. He sucked my
clit and I came more. Finally I calmed down and
relaxed my thighs, and David sat up and looked at me
grinning.
“Mmm sweet thang,” he said wiping his mouth off. “My
sweet little thang,” he whispered as he lay back down
on me. His voice had this country twang to it when he
said ‘thing.’ We kissed deeply and I was still
shuddering against him. He looked at me lovingly.
“Was that good sweetheart?”
“Yes baby,” I panted. “Oh my god yes.” He smiled at
me, then kissed me again.
“Do you think you’re ready baby?” He asked quietly.
I nodded, I wanted him badly. “Tell me.”
“I want you,” I paused and smiled, “David Evans,
distinguished mechanic, to make love to me.”
“It doesn’t say that on that card,” he grinned,
blushing. We kissed again, and then he moved off me
and then got off the bed. I sat up against the
headboard and we watched each other as he unbuttoned
his jeans, then I dropped my eyes to see him take them
off. He pulled them off, then stood in his boxers. I
could see the tent; I couldn’t wait to see what was
making it. I’d only felt him through his pants and I
hoped it was as nice as it felt. He pulled his boxers
off and I got more nervous. This was the first dick
I’d ever seen in real life and it was big. He was
hard, and it was proudly displayed. He got back on
the bed with me and I looked at his face. “What?”
“That’s really big,” I whispered. He grinned and
laughed softly. “Don’t laugh at me,” I said.
“No baby, I’m not laughing at you. The last girl I
was with told me I was too small, and it’s really an
ego boost hearing you say it’s big.” I looked at his
penis, then back at his face.
“Someone told you that was small?” He nodded.
“Let’s measure it! I wanna see just how big you are.”
“Right now?” I nodded at him and smiled. “Ok, I
have measuring tape in the top drawer of the
nightstand.” I giggled and moved to the other side of
the bed and got into the nightstand. There was
measuring tape, and I also found a picture of us taken
the week before. We were at his friend Nathan’s and
he had a Polaroid and took a picture of us while we
were sitting on the couch. I got both of them and
went back to David.
“I like this picture,” I told him. “I’m glad you
kept it.” He just grinned and took the measuring tape
from me.
“He got a little soft,” he said softly. He sat
beside me and took my right hand and gently had me
grasp him. “Up and down, ok?”
“Ok,” I whispered. With his hand still around mine I
moved it up and down softly. He moaned, and that made
me more confident. I squeezed gently, and he moaned
loudly. He felt so hard in my hand, yet soft. I
could barely fit my hand around him, but I don’t think
he cared. His hips were thrusting up and I started
stroking him faster.
“Oh stop, stop,” he panted, removing my hand. “I
don’t want to cum all over our hands.” I smiled at
him and kissed his cheek. “Damn, you’re a natural. I
like the way you were moving your thumb over the head,
almost blew my load.” I laughed; I’d never heard
anyone really talk like that. “Ok, let’s see just how
big I am.” I watched as he measured the length, and I
grinned.
“Damn David nine inches hard? I thought guys that
big only existed in porn!”
“He’s not that thick, though,” he said. He snapped
the tape measurer closed and threw it across the room.
He turned to me and smiled. “Are you ready baby?”
“Yeah,” I whispered. I placed our picture back on
the nightstand and looked at him.
“C’mon, let’s lay down.” I nodded, and we moved so
he was lying on top of me. My legs were spread and he
was pressed against me, I could feel his hardness
against my soft and wetness.
“Oh god please be gentle,” I whispered.
“I promise Sammi.” He put his hand between us, then
suddenly removed it and sat up. “Condom! We need
one.”
“I’m on the pill David, if that’s what you’re worried
about.” He laid back on me.
“That’s what I was worried about.” He kissed me
deeply, massaging a breast in one hand. “So you’ve
never?”
“No.”
“I love you,” he whispered. “It might hurt.” I
smiled, loving that he was so concerned. I nodded,
mouthing the word ‘Now’ to him. He placed his hand
between us and guided himself to me, pressing against
my tiny opening. He pushed, his cockhead entering me
and I groaned. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“Keep going,” I told him softly. He nodded and
pressed more, and I felt him going deeper inside me.
I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and moaned.
He stopped again, whispering he was sorry. “Please
David,” I whispered. He pressed me, and I felt him
tear my resistance and I cried out. He started to
stop. “Don’t stop, keep going,” I panted. He did as
I said, and he slowly slid the rest in. “Ok now don’t
move,” I managed to whisper.
“Ok baby. Tell me when,” he breathed. He started
kissing all over my face while I got used to him being
inside me. When he kissed my lips, I kissed him back
hard. He ended the kiss and looked down at me.
“You’re very tight,” he said softly. “I’m not going
to last long inside you.”
“It’s ok. Move really slowly, ok? Let me get used
to you moving inside me.” He nodded, and started to
withdraw. I started moaning, it was different and it
hurt a little. He started to stop again. “David,
please don’t stop. Just keep going and let me get
used to you.” He nodded again and continued. We were
both sweating, staring in each other’s eyes as he
moved in me. I had read about sex, I had found some
websites on David’s computer, and every story I read
about a girls’ first time made it sound like there was
no pain and she came instantly. They lied. It hurt,
and I did my best not to cry. I tried to move with
David like in the stories I had read, but it hurt to
do that, so I lay there with my arms wrapped tightly
around his neck and let him do it all. I did start
kissing him when the pain lessened, and he kissed me
hungrily back.
“Sammi I’m gonna cum,” he panted after at least ten
minutes. I nodded, and he started thrusting harder
inside me. I bit my bottom lip, dug my nails into him
and watched his face. He looked like he was in pain,
then I felt it. He came, and it felt like a geyser
exploding inside me. It was an awesome strange
sensation. He cried my name out and after a few
moments he collapsed on top of me. We wrapped our
arms around each other and held on tight. He was
still inside me, and I could feel him shrinking. That
was a weird feeling too. He pulled out of me and I
felt his cum shift around inside me. He stayed on top
of me and we kissed for a good while. Then he pulled
back and looked at me. “Did it hurt too bad?”
“It hurt, but not very badly,” I said. “Plus it was
you, and knowing you love me made it better.” He
rolled off me and we lay facing each other on our
sides. “This is going to sound gross, but it fills
like I am full of your cum,” I giggled. He laughed
and kissed my nose.
“It’s been awhile since I’ve had sex,” he said. “I
had a load, I guess,” he laughed.
“Don’t you masturbate?”
“Yes, but sex is different,” he grinned. “Plus I
haven’t masturbated all week. Been too busy with
work.”
“I see. So how long has it been since you’ve had sex
with someone?” I asked.
“About ten minutes ago.”
“Smart ass,” I laughed as I hit his shoulder.
“Before today.”
“About a year I guess. It’s been awhile.” He rolled
onto his back and I moved over to him, resting my head
on his chest. “It’ll get better for you,” he said
softly.
“Yeah,” I smiled. I looked down at his penis and
noticed all the fluid, his semen and some blood. “We
should take a shower and get cleaned up.” I turned
and looked up at him, and he smiled down at me.
“Wanna take a shower with me?” He asked. I nodded.
“Ok, let’s do it. Then we’re going to go to your
house and get the rest of your stuff.” I pulled
myself up, then moved to the side of the bed. “That
cool with you?”
“Yeah,” I said. I still had some pain, and I was
trying to talk myself into standing up. Before I
could stand up David was sitting behind me and pulling
me back into his arms.
“I think you’re so completely wonderful,” he
whispered as he kissed my neck. I turned my head to
him and we kissed, long and slowly. He ended the kiss
and smiled at me. “Let’s go get that shower.” I
nodded and watched as he got off the bed, then he
helped me up. We walked hand in hand to the bathroom,
and we showered together. When we finished, I went to
the closet in the guestroom and got some of my
clothes, and he went to his bedroom to get his. We
were both dressed and in the living room in a few
minutes. Neither of us said a word as we walked out
of the apartment to go to my house.
(con't in next post... wow longer than I thought! :-)
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