Chapter 10: Samantha
I had to go shower, I had been wearing the same thing for a long time and being on the plane for so long, had made me feel grimy. Normally I wouldn’t care, but I had the hottest excuse for a human I had ever seen, touching and kissing me, acting as though I was his to keep. I knew that soon he would want to make it official, by fucking me into surrendering to his will. I wasn’t stupid. I may be young, and naïve, but not stupid.
The shower felt amazing. It was one of those with about five jets, like I had before running away, but I needed to hurry. I was afraid he might join me in there. As much as I wanted it, I was scared all the same. I dressed in a light green tank top and a pair of white shorts. It was the coolest outfit I had packed for the Grecian heat. When I finished, I went to look for my boyfriend – if that was what I could call him. I couldn’t find him, but I thought I heard running water outside. Did they have sun storms here? It wasn’t the rain. I hadn’t realized that I would see the most tantalizing thing ever.
It was my handsome giant, completely naked, with water sluicing down his rippling muscles. I knew I shouldn’t be standing there, basking in his gorgeous body, but I couldn’t pull away.
I wanted to go over there and join him, to help him, wash himself. I continued to watch as he had just grabbed the loofa added the soap and began scrubbing his chest and shoulders. That was when I felt my panties drip. My shorts felt so confining, but I was too captivated by him, to take them off. I watched as he slid the loofa lower and it was then that I noticed the massive cock in between his legs. It was too big. Yet, my next thoughts were about what it could do to me, and what I wanted to do to it. I squeezed my breasts, hard. It only helped to increase my need. My heart raced as I climbed closer and closer to coming.
He dropped the loofa and used his hand to stroke his meat. Over, and over, I watched as that manly hand went from base to tip, squeezing and stroking the long, thick erection. I lowered my hand to my pussy and rubbed myself through the jean shorts. I needed the relief that he was searching for. “Samantha,” Rick groaned. At first I thought he saw me there and I opened my eyes to see that he had his eyes closed and his head back. He was groaning out my name as he stroked himself and I wondered what he was picturing. Was he picturing me bent over the sofa as he drove into me, or was he picturing me on my knees giving him head, until he fed me his come? Just as I heard him shout out my name one more I time, I gasped as I came.
He turned abruptly and caught me. I blushed profusely, as he just stared at the hand on my pussy. I dropped it quickly, when he calmly walked up to me. Not stopping, or saying a word, he captured my mouth and carried me through the house and into the bedroom, only stopping to intensify the kiss. He still hadn’t said anything as pulled my top off. My round, fat breasts were almost hanging out of my pretty pink cotton bra and jiggled with his quick movements. He looked wild and angry as he attacked my shorts. I had a surprise for him. After the shower, I was too hot… to put panties on.
Chapter 11: Rick
I must look as crazy as I felt; I was frenzied with fucking, insane lust. I watched her embarrassment flood her face, having been caught rubbing her sweet little pussy, as I stroked myself. I wanted to tell her not to be embarrassed, that, that had been the sexiest thing I had even seen, but I couldn’t get the words out. All I could do was take her mouth and own it. I wanted to make her mine permanently, but I had to wait for the right time. It won’t be long, not with the way she made me feel.
I was like a mad man, as I carried her through the house. She was mine. I had already decided that in the salon. I don’t know what the fuck I was waiting for. May be it was the fact that she seemed so sweet; or maybe it was because she was so much younger than me, or maybe because she was the one. I had a feeling it was all three.
I kissed her again, before I tossed her on the bed. I didn’t care that my bed would get wet. It was going to be filthy by the time I was done with her. I needed her and I wasn’t going to let up until we got home. Hell, even then, I would only stop to go to work.
I pulled her shirt up and off. I watched as her large breasts bounced in her adorable, but sexy as fuck bra. Hell, the girl could wear a potato sack and I would get a hard on.
Next, I went for her shorts. I unzipped it in a hurry, so much so that I didn’t notice she didn’t have any panties on, until I pulled them all the way off.
The first words out of my mouth were stupid, but all my blood had gone south, and my eleven inch monster was proof, as it stood proud and drooling.
“Are you trying to kill this old man?”