Samantha and Her Secret Lover, Chapter Two

Samantha and Her Secret Lover, Chapter Two Samantha and Her Secret Lover, Chapter Two

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica






Submitted: June 10, 2015

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Submitted: June 10, 2015



“You're right. I confess. I'm a dirty girl who wants to get fucked tonight.”

He patted the bed next to him. “Come here then.”

“Don't you want your taste first, Sir?” She dipped two fingers in her pussy and got close enough for him to suck her finger. He savored the essence he had wanted her taste for a long time. “That was very nice but it wasn't enough.” He patted the bed again and said, “Come here and show me some pink.”

She laid down and spread her legs very wide for him and the oral attention she was about to receive.

He quickly inserted himself between her legs. He firmly rubbed and kissed her luscious thighs. He knew she was enjoying it more and more as her breathing was becoming deeper and deeper and her pussy. She shouted, “Eat me. Damn it, Eat me!” His tongue probed her pussy finding every fold and crevice and then he sucked her clit vigorously. It took only a very brief moment for her to cum hard. When she finished, she said, “I need some cock to finish me off. Don't you want some pussy tonight?”

“Of course. I'm not nearly done with you.” He was promptly on top of her, his cock searching for her sweet pussy. Finally, he entered her and her tight pussy enveloped his very hard and enthusiastic cock. “Goodness. Your pussy is nice and tight. I'm going to really enjoy fucking you.” His strokes were slow and prolonged to enjoy the sweet sensations. “This one's for you now, Baby,” she said when she had all she needed . His pace quickened and quickened until, finally he shot his first load.

She said, “That took quite a while.”

“There was a part of me that needed to cum and another part that wanted it to go on forever.”

“I like both ideas.”

He laid next to her and put his arm around her and she laid her arm across his chest.

The next morning, he woke about eight o'clock. 'Oh damn. I fell asleep,' he said to himself, ' She's too good for that kind of shit.' A pot of coffee was made and he prepared dinner for his crock pot. He was washing some dishes when she woke. She wrapped her arms his waist. “What are we doing today?”

“I'm sorry I fell asleep so soon last night.”

We fell asleep. No problem. I was out about the same time we started to cuddle.”

“I feel a lot better now. I want to show you my special place at the beach.” Since its almost ten, I thought we might have a brunch there.”

“Are we taking what smells so good?”

“No. That's not ready yet. Its some garlic chicken for dinner. Since we both like garlic, I thought that I'd fix some. Its a very good recipe.”

“Fine. What are we going to have for our brunch?”

“There's a Chinese restaurant nearby. I've had a hankering for some this week. Okay?”

“Fine again. What can I do?”

“You can get the blanket off the bed and put it in my truck and here's an insulated bag. Put that in there, too. There's a pot of coffee. Fix yourself a cup. When you finish that, we'll go.”

“Oh, good!”

They got underway in just a few minutes. “Next stop Mai's Authentic Chinese restaurant!,” he proclaimed.

When they found a parking space, Samantha asked “What's that store, Tina's Quality Used Clothing?”

“I don't go there much. Its mostly children's and women's clothes. Tina has very high quality stuff. Go have a look while I order for us. What do you want?”

“Broccoli beef is always good.”

“I'll meet you there. I'm ready to order, Mai. I'll have the dinner for two and an order of broccoli beef, all to go.”

“It'll be about ten minutes. Who was that pretty lady saw you with?”

“That was Samantha, my special friend from out of town. She's only staying the weekend. I wish she could stay longer.”

“I could tell that by the way you smiled at her, Matt. Let me get your food.”

She came back with the order. “Forks for my clumsy friend and tea.”

He hurried to the Tina's. “Hi, Tina. What have you got that's good today?”

“I've got some new blouses. Not just new to the shop but new new. There by Samantha. She's been looking at them since she came in.”

He approached Samantha and asked, “What did you find, Sweetheart?”

“Oh, hi, Baby! These two blouses.”

“They're both pretty. Are you going to get them?”
“I can't afford even one!”

He looked at the price tag and said, “Get them both. I have the money I was going to use for a room. Anything else?”

“There is this very sexy leather bustier and thong set.”

“You have to get that! Is that all?”


“Are you ready to go?”

He plunked his debit card on the counter and Samantha picked it up.

“That's for Tina,” he said.

“I want to know your name already. She read, 'James A. Riley' What's the A stand for? You have to tell me now, Jim.”

“Its James and I'll tell you in the truck if you give Tina my debit card.”

“Okay, James.”

In the truck, he said, “You have to promise not to laugh when I tell you my full name.”

“Its James Aloysius Riley. Aloysius was my great grandfather’s name. He came from Ireland.”

“That's not funny! Its unique and special like you. Let's go to your special spot.”

After a short drive, the were there. “Here we are, Sweetheart. We're headed to the other side of that big rock directly in front of us. You grab the blanket and I'll grab the food.”


Once there, he suggested she spread the blanket in front of a log that had washed up on the beach. “I'll sit against the log and you can lean against me. I'm craving some closeness as well as some brunch.”

After they were seated, he wrapped his arms a round her shoulders while she ate her broccoli beef and he had some rice and chow mein. “How's your food?,” he queried.

“Wonderful. Thank you and thank you for the pretty blouses.”

“You're welcome. Nothing's too good for my girl. I wish it could have been more.”

“I liked Tina's a lot. I shop a lot at second hand clothing stores at home.”

“Home would be Seattle?”

“How did you know?”

“You flew in on a plain from Seattle and the area code of your cell phone is a Seattle one. I'm not a stalker. I want to know lots more about you. You're very beautiful and there's so much more about you on the inside that I'm curious about.”

“For starters, I have a little apartment near the fish market that I like very much. I think your favorite color is blue. Blue front door. Blue bedroom. What else do you want to know about me?”

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