Shy Sam becomes a man

Shy Sam becomes a man Shy Sam becomes a man

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

After an enlightening chat with my friend SamNash I found his first time to be a very compelling tale. One which we decide to share with you and I was very honoured to be asked to write it. I just hope I did it justice as he's given nothing away being he shy creature he is. This is for you Sam

Summary

After an enlightening chat with my friend SamNash I found his first time to be a very compelling tale. One which we decide to share with you and I was very honoured to be asked to write it. I just hope I did it justice as he's given nothing away being he shy creature he is. This is for you Sam

Content

Submitted: June 17, 2015

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Submitted: June 17, 2015

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"Just stop with the questions, you're acting like a pussy!" Jonny chuckled. 

"Fuck you! I'm bound to ask questions after the last hound you set me up with..." Sam snapped but couldn't hide his amusement. He's never been able to stay mad at Jonny for long. No matter what sort of trouble he ropes him into, Sam will never turn his back. 

It would be impossible to really when their families are so close. They grew up together and Jonny's been a big part of Sam's life. All seventeen years of it have left him with many stories to tell already.

"Look they're here, just calm down and take a fucking breath okay? I swear it'll be worth it!" Jonny smiled and patted his shoulder as if it would instantly calm him. 

Sam was still skeptical, but decided to go with the flow as he always does where Jonny's concerned. It's always better that way. No expectations, no worries, though that was proving harder to live by as the doorbell rang and Jonny ran to answer it like a kid on Christmas morning. Only Sam never asked for a blind date, he never asked for this pressure and another desperate hound to fight off. 

They're all the same when they've come from Jonny. All seem to think that just because he's quiet that he's got some sort of hidden magic just bursting to get out. That he's theirs to mould because he'd rather keep his mouth shut and is too polite to openly heckle them. 

The trouble is that he could get what he needs from them, what his body craves, but as usual his mind is ruining it. The conflict between both is exhausting and every girl seems to think he's boyfriend material. He doesn't want that, not with them. He's got standards. Though at times his own sexual desires pull those into a downward spiral. He's  bursting but not with the sort of magic that they need. It's the sticky sort of dream that only his hand has ever provided him. 

"Sam this is Mila..." Jonny introduced her and winked slyly as he stood behind both women. He looks very pleased with himself and for once Sam can't blame him. 

Sam's mouth ran dry and his heart hammered in his chest. She was beautiful. He admired everything about her from her long dark hair with subtle shades of caramel running through it, to her luscious pout that she licked as if in time to taunt him. He let his eyes wander further south to the best pair of tits that he's ever seen. Perky, full and so inviting. The purple dress she was wearing complimented those stunning curves as it clung in all the right places. She was petite and all he wanted to do in that moment was wrap his arms around her and familiarise himself with that body. 

"Hi Sam, let's get me a drink shall we?" Mila smirked looking like a goddess as she walked passed him. He was gobsmacked as she grabbed his hand and dragged him through the house. 

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. 

He couldn't think of anything but that word. He is shaking and prayed that she couldn't feel it as her fingers stayed entwined with his own. 

He knew he had to suck it up. He might be shy, might be quieter then most, but he's much more then that really. Tonight he's out to prove it. Mila is a game changer for sure. 

He was pulled from his tangent of amping himself up as she picked up a bottle of Vodka from Jonny's Dad's liquor cabinet and pulled him upstairs. 

"Where....are we...." He couldn't get the words out. He was too enamoured. He'd slipped already. This girl was everything that he never knew he always wanted. The beauty was one thing, but the confidence emanating from her is captivating. 

Damn Mila where've you been? 

A question that he's bound to ask over and over again tonight. The thought made his nerves intensify as the nausea hit. What if she wants to fuck? Most girls do, but none have ever been so forward with him before now. 

"Drink this baby and take a breath..." She giggled making his entire body weaken at the angelic sound. It didn't seem to matter that she was repeating Jonny's words to him. They sounded better coming from her. He'd probably eat his own shit at this point if she asked him to.

He grabbed the bottle and swigged it. He winced as it stung on the way down, but it gave him a little boost at the same time. 

Man up Sam 

He sat with her on the bed and took a few deep breaths as she talked away like they were old friends. She was so open, so warm that he found himself easing as fast as she spoke. 

After a while he was completely calm and a far cry from the stuttering moron he started out as. Everything was just so easy with her. He felt like he knew her, when in fact he barely knew her at all. She's revealed nothing of any relevance to her everyday life. Just her favourite music, TV shows she likes to watch and a few books that she enjoys. It's the usual date talk and for once, Sam is all ears. 

He finds everything about her fascinating and absorbed every word as she spoke. He can't get enough of her already and knew she was different from the others. The ones he couldn't connect with and found numerous faults that he couldn't look past. Not Mila though, this one is flawless and he is still pinching himself. 

The pinching hardened as did his member as her hand began to slide up his thigh. She's got the sexiest smile on her face and he's blown away as she kissed him. It was slow at first. Every light graze of her lips made his whole body cry out for more and sent pulses of excitement down to his cock. The throbbing beast straining against his jeans could pitch a tent. 

"I...I....I've never..." He stopped as she placed her index finger over his lips. The action stirred up a ravenous hunger inside of him as his frustration reached a new record height.

She bit her lip before that mischievous grin turned up the corners of her mouth. She never said a word, but she didn't have to as they both knew what would follow. Sam was ready to welcome her with open arms. So ready to lose his V-plates and become the man he was meant to be. 

She kissed him again sending shivers down his spine as her tongue danced with his. A small moan escaped his chest as he struggled to try and breathe, kiss her, calm himself and stop from erupting in his pants all at the same time. 

She pushed him down on his back and pressed her body up against his. He couldn't stop his hands from smoothing over the soft fabric of her dress. Every curve made a wave of heat sweep over him. Never has he felt so lost in one moment, completely blown away by this mysterious angel. 

She stripped him down and kissed his chest making him sing inside. The feel of her warm tongue on his skin sent a tingling sensation throughout his body. 

"I want you Sam" she cried out sounding just as desperate as him. The words sparked that insatiable greed within him. He wanted her more, wanted to give her everything and be everything for her. 

He felt his heart near enough stop as she slipped down the straps on her dress and pushed it down to reveal those glorious tits. She wasn't wearing a bra and he found himself wondering if she was wearing panties, but he's willing to bet his life that this little minx is going commando. 

As tantalising as the image in his mind was at the thought of her juicy pussy dribbling that sweet wetness just for him, nothing could beat the real thing. Especially when she cupped her breasts with his hands. 

"Shit!" He said breathlessly making her grin looking like the victor. He had to give her the win. She had him beat the second he saw her. 

He took a deep breath as his cock pulsed as it sat pinned beneath her. He stared up at her in a daze, a delightful dream as her blue eyes sparkled with a deep rooted need that matched his own perfectly. 

He bit his lip as she wrapped her hand around his shaft and eyed him as if waiting for permission. 

He couldn't think straight to speak and his body did the talking for him as he bucked his hips slightly and thrust his member in her grasp. 

He felt like he was switching from reality to his fantasies as she took his cock and rubbed the tip against her clit. Just the feel of her swollen mound against his oozing slit was a taste of heaven he was already addicted to after a small glimpse. 

"You want this baby? You want me?"  She asked the most pointless question in the world. As if there would be any other answer then yes. He nodded regardless of the outrageousness of her teasing and watched her run his throbbing dick along her soaking crease. It shimmered with her lady juice and left Sam mesmerised as he watched the tip of his cock bathe in the stuff. 

He ran his hands up her soft thighs and gripped her tightly as she continued to taunt him with her delicious looking entrance. 

Suddenly things moved along and he wasn't sure he could stand it. He gripped the pillow above his head as she lowered herself down on him. The feel of her sloppy tightness closing around his cock was like the gateway to heaven. He was mystified as to how he went so long without this magnificent feeling. 

She rolled her hips back and forth in a slow rhythm and he lay there at her mercy. It felt like she was swallowing him whole, taking him in from their nether regions and he was powerless to stop her. He certainly wasn't dense enough to try such a thing. He wanted this feeling to last. The wetness forming as their bodies collide, the way she makes him feel with every movement, every moan and every sexy grin.  He wanted to keep it all in his mind, keep her locked away, keep his angel with him. 

She picked up the pace and he squeezed the pillow between his fingers as every delightful grind of her hips took him deeper inside her. He was close, too close and there's no fighting this. 

She seemed to sense it and started to bounce mercilessly on top of him. He soon found himself thrusting with her and without any clue if it was the right thing to do. He was certainly enjoying it and her moans were giving him an ego boost. The feeling built inside him and he was closing in fast. 

"Oh shit...fuck!" He muttered in a choked out grunt as he blew his load inside her. He was breathless, completely stunned and a little disappointed over his premature burst. He wanted so badly to please her, but surely she wouldn't expect too much given his situation. That was his desperate logic on the current predicament. 
 
The smile on her face put him at ease straight away. It was the same friendly grin that pulled him in before. Those baby blues are filled with the same warmth that told him that he did okay. At least that was his hope. 

He was pulled up short as she got up and dressed herself again. 

"You're not going?" He said in outrage. This is definitely not how he expected this to go. He sat up feeling desperate to keep his angel with him. He was about to ask her to stay, but her next words floored him.

"Jonny only paid for the hour Sam and I've got other places to be. This was fun though..." She smiled and there was a hint of something different in her eyes now. He couldn't decide of it was sadness or pity, but both were devastating. 

"You're...you're a..." He couldn't finish it. Couldn't believe that Jonny would stoop so low. Or that his brainless friend actually put up the cash for such entertainment. 

"Look Sam I've gotta go, but this really was fun! I like you...." Mila shrugged and stared down at him. She thought over her words and was stunned to find them to be true. He's been nothing but a sweetheart and she's enjoyed their time together. The look on his face took the wind out of her sail instantly. 

She sat on the edge of the bed and pressed her lips against his lightly. She was amazed that he didn't recoil after his obvious surprise at her chosen career. It made her a little giddy to see. She kissed him twice before pulling away slightly and admiring his handsome face. 

Damn those green eyes

She sighed as the emeralds took her in. She's been fucking for cash for a long time and they've all remained faceless. It's better that way, but he's sparked something inside her. Not undying love or the promise of a knight in shining armour, but the chance for a connection of sorts. 

She couldn't pass that up and picked up her purse off the floor. She pulled out the matches of her motel and slipped them into his hand. "Look Sam, I'll understand if you don't want to, but I'd like to see you again. I'm staying there with a friend of mine and I'm sure she'd love to meet you, especially when I tell her about you later...." 

"So what's the price of such pity?" He spat feeling wounded and desperate to save a bit of his dignity. The insult was lost on her. She smiled with an understanding that only endeared her to him even more. 

"When you've stopped sulking come and see me. There's plenty more to experience and I wanna be the one to show you. This isn't business Sam, we're friends aren't we?" She smirked as he stared at her with that deer in headlights look again. 

Sam nodded because his mind was racing with the possibilities. He watched her leave. Watched that beautiful arse wiggle temptingly and he was practically salivating again. That girl has taken his heart, his virginity and now his mind, all in the space of an hour. 

He stared at the door and knew that any second Jonny would come bursting through it. He honestly couldn't decide whether to hit him or kiss the scheming bastard. 

He smirked as he thought of Mila and her offer. It must have been a good fuck for her to offer him that so willingly.

The smile grew wider as he sorted the thoughts in his mind. All that remained was one burning question. Should he take her up on it?

 


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