Never Let You Go (2 page)

Sam took my hand as we walked down the hallway to his bedroom. As soon as we entered, I turned towards a chair in the corner and got undressed. Naked, I had a sudden thought that maybe Sam brought me back here just to get more comfortable, and I’d removed my clothes too quickly.

When I turned my head to look at Sam, he looked at me, and all he had on was a smile. Glancing between his legs, it was easy to see he was ready for me. I couldn’t wait.

My stomach fluttered when I climbed on the bed and moved toward Sam. He reached for me, gently holding my shoulder and guiding me to lie next to him. Once comfortable in his arms, he leaned over me, brushed his lips over mine before he took me in a passionate kiss, swallowing both my heart and soul. His hand on my stomach moved up to cup my breast. Chilled when I came to his bed, his warm hand caressing me warmed my body with the heat of arousal.

I flushed with excitement when he gently pulled and rolled my nipples, first one and then the other. I needed more of him. My clit begged to be touched. For a moment, I was sure at the slightest touch, I’d melt. I took his hand and guided it to between my legs for him to feel how wet I was and let him know my pussy ached for his touch. I needed to feel him there. The moment his hand touched me, I wanted him more than anything else, even my next breath.

Sam gently stroked the inside of my labia back and forth, from one end of my pussy to my clit. His gentle hands made me push against him, wanting more. No matter what happened between Sam and me, even if this was the one and only time, it was already better than I’d ever experienced.

Sam slowly pushed a couple of fingers inside me, driving them so deep I could feel the pressure from his palm on my mons. Gently, he pulled them back and drove deep inside, again and again, withdrawing his fingers from time to time, to stroke my nub and around my lips.

I definitely wanted more; I wanted to push my arousal quickly. Sam held back, giving us more time to experience each other. He didn’t rush and took the time to just look at me, while his fingers soothed the ache between my legs.

While his fingers played their magic, my stomach tightened, raising the tension in my body. My hips rocked in time with his fingers, but I needed to have him inside me. I grasped his erection against my thigh and rolled toward him. Just as I got ready to climb on top of him, he must have read my mind. He rocked over on top of me, bracing himself with his knees and hands. He kissed me, thrusting his tongue deep within my mouth and then sucking my tongue into his.

Ever so slowly he pushed himself inside me, filling me up. I lifted my hips in urgency, but Sam kissed me and continued his gentle advance. When Sam was as far inside me as he could go, and his body touched my clit, I sucked in a sharp breath. I needed him to fuck me, to bring me over the top. Stretched on the edge, all he needed to do is give me a little push, but Sam made love to me slowly, rolling my nipple between his thumb and finger, while we thrust our tongues, tasting the sweet juices of our mouths.

Pulling his head back from kissing me, Sam groaned, “I can’t hold it anymore.” He rocked back and forth quickly and pushed his cock deep. The first pulse sent his cum hard against my womb, and again three more times.

He collapsed next to me. “I’m sorry.” He kissed me. “I can’t believe how you feel and how wonderful you look. The sight of you takes my breath away.”

I wasn’t ready yet to quit. I hadn’t come and was quite disappointed he hadn’t lasted long enough. Lying there, while he recovered, I tried to look calm, but inside I buzzed with need. I wanted more. While we made small talk, I moved my hand across his chest, feeling the soft hair and his nipples. Even through the disappointment, I relished the foreplay and the touch.

I didn’t know how I’d become so emotionally drawn to this man so quickly, and it was not one-sided. We talked for a few minutes, playing with each other’s fingers, and Sam moved his hands all over me, paying special attention to my breasts and nipples.

The heat of desire rose again to a fever pitch, our kisses feeding our passion. When he put his hand on my pussy and inserted a couple of fingers, I ached to get more of him inside. His hands got so wet from me that they slid through my pussy and into me, seemingly without any friction at all. Seemingly, but not accurate. I felt every movement. Each time he put his fingers deep, I wanted them deeper and rolled my hips towards him.

“That feels so good, Sam,” I said, looking in his eyes. “I need you inside me. I want to feel your cock sliding into me.”

Sam rolled back over on top of me, and I reached down between us. Feeling the slickness at the top of his cock, I slid my hand down to guide him inside me. We fell into a mutual rhythm, my hips rising to meet his every thrust, while playing with each other’s tongues. I loved his slow, gentle lovemaking, his cock stroking my inner walls, his fingers exploring my nipples, and our tongues exploring each other. What a pleasant surprise, finding and falling into this comfortable rhythm and learning each other’s bodies.

Sam’s tongue fucked my mouth as he did my pussy. I couldn’t believe how that felt, his tongue diving deep in my mouth and pulling back. I closed my lips around him. When he thrust inside, I sucked his tongue as deep as it could go and held it there for a second, just enough for him to feel me, before I allowed him to take mine.

He moved his kisses down the side of my neck to my breasts and took my nipples into his mouth, first one and then the other. His gentle bite startled me, but then pleasure, the likes of which I’ve never known, spread throughout my body. I pushed my chest towards him, wanting him to take more of me. He did, both with his cock and his mouth.

Sam moved his kisses and tongue from my breast to my stomach. As he moved lower, his rigid cock dropped out of me. The emptiness was profound. I had to have him back inside. With my hands on either side of his face, I tried to pull him back up to me, all the while rocking my hips.

“I want you back inside,” I begged. “I need you!”

He said nothing, but continued to work his way down until he kissed and nibbled the area where the inside of my leg meets my hip and then he planted kisses all over my pussy. Those little kisses were like tiny jolts of electricity, igniting a fire that burned brighter than anything I’ve ever felt. His tongue pushed between my lips and down inside and then to my clitoris, unleashing another wave of fire. My hips arched up to meet him on their own.

“Oh, God,” I cried. “Oh God, oh God.” I ground my pussy into his face, trying to draw his tongue in deeper. I needed him to take me over. A beginning tremble pulled in tighter and tighter. I clutched at his hands and then held my stomach trying to hold myself together. The exquisite way he licked and sucked took me to new heights. I moaned out loud, driving my hips up and down, needing to be released from the precipice. Sam stopped for a second and looked at me with his big brown eyes, gave a little smile, and never taking his eyes off mine, he lowered his head and continued.

Using his mouth to explore me, he didn’t hesitate, like it was something so natural, it was meant to be. I surrendered to him without reservation, trusting him.

He put his arms under my legs and back over the top, using his thumbs to hold open my lips while his mouth ravaged me. Pulling my clit into his mouth, he sucked it in and out. I closed my hands tighter around his hand and arched up off the bed, his mouth devouring me. While he sucked my clit, he used his tongue to flick it, holding it between his teeth, and two fingers inside me vigorously rubbed my walls. Tension mounted higher, and I thrashed from side to side, aching for him to give me release. I moaned continuously, panting, my coil wound to its limit. I rode along the crest, somewhere between sanity and Heaven, squeezing tears out of my eyes until they opened wide, knowing my release was imminent.

Just when I knew I couldn’t take one more second of this delicious torture, my stomach tightened. I came in over-powering waves of pure bliss, screaming, “Ohhh, Sam. Yesssss!”

My legs vibrated, and my pussy repeatedly clenched Sam’s fingers. I wanted to suck in his heavenly tongue. I came so hard, I couldn’t hear or see anything, my total being riding the waves, gasping for air and moaning. I held his hands and arched upwards, until my trembling legs refused to support me anymore.

Sam kept his mouth on me and drank my cream as quickly as it flowed into his mouth. Slowly, while I regained my breath and stilled my legs, Sam, still eagerly lapped at my essence, slowly making his way back up, kissing my stomach, my breasts, my neck, and below my ear before commanding my lips. I could smell us and taste myself on him.

Still coming down from my intense orgasm, Sam put his cock back into me. My walls clenched, and with his cock sliding against them, I came again.

“Please hold me.” I said, gasping for breath.

“You are the most delicious creature I’ve ever tasted, and I don’t think I could ever get enough of you,” he said.

I couldn't believe I’d found this wonderful man. I put my arms around him, drew him close, and kissed him with everything I had in me. I quivered with emotion.

Sam pulled back and asked, “Are you all right?”

“Yes,” I said. "I’ve never been better. Don’t let go.”

He held me, slowly moving his cock just enough for me to feel and for him to stay hard. Just lying there, holding him inside me, I knew Sam was giving himself to me, and I was content to stay like that for as long as possible.

After a few minutes of lying in his arms, I moved down the bed and put my hand around his shaft. I had never done this before, but I wanted to put it in my mouth and please him. Leaning down, I kissed the tip and then looked back at Sam. “Can I do it to you?”

“You can do anything you want.”

Still wet from our lovemaking, I put it in my mouth, slowly drawing it in through my lips and moving my tongue around and over the top to taste him. I wanted to explore his wonderful cock in more detail and pulled my head away to look at it. At first, I used my finger and traced all of his folds and veins, smiling when it twitched. I wrapped my hand loosely around it, stroking it until I saw a small bead of pre-cum at the top. Using the tip of my tongue, I lapped it up and closed my eyes, tasting Sam. The taste of both of us, mingled together, was sweet nectar.

I wanted to see how much of him I could hold in my mouth and slid my lips over him until the head touched the back of my throat. He put his hand on the inside of my thigh and lightly rubbed. I loved how Sam felt in my mouth, stiff, yet soft, his musky scent stronger the lower I got. I moved my head up and down, stroking him fully, concentrating, from time to time, on the glans. Every time I looked back at Sam, he was watching me.

“Baby,” he said. “I’m going to come if you keep that up.”

“I need to taste you,” I said to him. “I want to know how your cum tastes and how it feels when you come in my mouth.”

I put one hand around his balls and with the other stroked him as I moved my head up and down. He moaned and started to lift his hips in time to my movement. When he pushed, I almost gagged and took my hand and mouth off of his cock, gently pushed his stomach down and said, “Just lie there and let me take care of you.”

When he relaxed, I took his cock back in my mouth and continued. I concentrated on pleasing him and exploring, feeling, and tasting all I could fit inside. With a few more strokes, his balls tightened and his cock pulsed, shooting hot cum to the roof of my mouth and the back of my throat. He pulsed again and again, shooting himself into me. I closed my eyes to savor his seed, swallowing as much as I could. His salty taste and thick texture delighted me. Some escaped and dribbled, coating my lips and chin, but I kept my mouth on him until he was done, and then licked him clean.

Afterglow and Fantasy

Looking back, I have to admit I was quite young at the time and didn’t have much experience. Archie and I had dated all the way through school and the last few years. I’d lost my virginity to Archie, but sex between us had become matter-of-fact. The only way we ever had sex was to kiss, fondle a little, and then Archie fucked me. That’s what it was, a fuck with no heart. I did what I thought I should, which was to open my legs and let him put his cock in me and wave it about. My experience with Sam was the complete opposite with Sam being constantly attentive to me.

We spent all Saturday in bed. Sam served me lunch and catered to my whims. I don’t know how many times we made love that day, as we drifted from conversation to sex seamlessly. Being with him felt perfectly natural, as if we’d known each other forever. We fit together.

When I went to work on Monday, I saw Sam with new eyes. He reminded me about the company’s “no fraternization” policy, and we tried to maintain a professional manner. I don’t think we fooled anyone.

The next Saturday, I again took the train into town. I spent the entire weekend with him and with more time available, we walked around London, looking for interesting restaurants and stores.