Sam [MF]

First post here…

I was driving down the road early in the morning, headed for my beach house for some quiet time alone to work on my next novel. It had been very foggy earlier, but that had mostly lifted now. I saw a young woman walking down the side of the road, through the gravel, in heels. She was stumbling with about every other step trying to balance on the uneven surface in those shoes while carrying a purse and stuffed backpack.

I probably would have stopped and offered help anyway. But as I slowed down I could see that she had a simply fabulous ass. She was short, but with great legs emphasized by the heels, in a super short skirt that let me see most of her upper thighs. The wind was starting pick up with the sun and it pushed the skirt against her, perfectly outlining her tight round form.

As I pulled up beside her she turned and I could see the blouse that she wore was transparent in the early morning sun. No bra underneath and the hottest little tiny titties that I had ever seen. She was clearly not dressed to be out here like this, and I wondered what had to happened to bring that about.

I couldn’t really tell how old she was. She was obviously tired and in need of a shower and food. Her shoulder length hair was a mess, and her face had dirt from her sweat and the dust the wind had blown up. But she was a cutie. No doubt about that. I guessed maybe 20ish.

I asked if she would like a ride somewhere. She said, “Anywhere I can get some sleep”. I told her that I was in no rush this morning and would be happy drive her anywhere in the area that she would like.

As we pulled back onto the road, thinking about how tired she looked, I asked if she would like to stop and get some food or coffee. She said that she didn’t have any money on her but had a few candy bars and snacks in her backpack that would hold her for now. I told her that I was hungry anyway, would like to stop myself, and would be happy to buy her something.

We pulled into a cheap diner not too far from the beach. She went to the restroom first and came back cleaned up a little. Face washed off, hair brushed. She still wore that blouse that was so easy to see through and I had trouble not looking at those gorgeous breasts. Her nipples showed even out of the sun. But when I did look up at her face I could tell that she knew I had been staring. She didn’t seem to mind, but she didn’t smile either. I could see now that I had probably over-estimated her age. More likely eighteen – I hoped. Still, she was so damn cute I was afraid that I guessed too high.

She had deep blue eyes and light red hair, with a few freckles across her cheeks. Pale skin. Sitting down, without the illusion of the heels, I could see she was also even smaller than I had thought. Maybe five feet, and very petite. Both cute as a button and hot as hell at the same time. With those two blue eyes and those two breasts looking at me from across the table I could feel myself starting to get hard. I tried to will it away, but this girl was my dream. My fantasy. An almost perfect image of my dream girl. Everything I had wanted for ages. And I didn’t even know her name.

I’m not a perv. I don’t believe in taking advantage of women. I didn’t want to do anything that I would regret with this one. But I could feel that familiar sensation between my legs and knew that I was in trouble.

I asked her name anyway. It seemed innocent enough. She told me that her name was “Sam”, but I could tell from her hesitation that it was a lie. I didn’t care, I just wanted something I could call her. She asked my name and I lied too saying, “You can call me Al”.

I wanted her to relax and feel safe around me – even though I had a raging hardon – so I started talking about random things. The diner, the beach area around us, the weather. I didn’t ask her any questions.

When our waitress, Betty, came by and filled my coffee cup for probably the fifth time Sam said the first thing that wasn’t casual, boring conversation. “You know she has the hots for you, right?”. I denied it, telling her that I was just a fairly regular customer when I was in the area. Sam said she had seen Betty watching me, saw how she smiled at me, noticed how she put a hand on my shoulder when she came by, saw her sneaking a peek down at my crotch.

I didn’t tell Sam that Betty probably saw signs of the hardon that she was causing creating a bulge in my pants. Betty was attractive, probably in her early 40s. Still in her prime really, in good shape and would make a good catch. Or hell, even just a good fuck. But she wasn’t what I was fantasizing about at the moment.

As Sam finished her breakfast, now with a little more color in her face, and an occasional smile, she stretched out her legs across the booth under the table and onto my seat next to me. She had taken off the heels under the table and I saw just her bare feet. Tiny, sexy little feet with toes that curled up naturally and a high arch that made me even harder. I wanted to reach over and rub them, but I knew that I shouldn’t.

Finally, I asked where she would like to go to find a place to sleep. She shrugged and said she really didn’t know since she had no money on her. She had been hoping to find a friend at home earlier. But apparently they had already gone back into the city. So, she was just walking hoping she would find a place that looked safe outside for now.

I was in real trouble now. But I couldn’t just let her go off on her own. I would wonder what happened for the rest of my life. I offered to take her to my small beach house. I told her that it only had one bedroom, but did have a couch, a shower, and a small private beach.

She hesitated, not sure if she could trust me, but having no other real option agreed to stay long enough to get some rest.

After we had arrived at my place and settled in she took a towel and went out to the beach. She laid down there and rested while I started to work. After a little while I was afraid that she would get burned in the sun, so I took out a large umbrella and stuck in the sand to provide shade. She was sound asleep and didn’t even notice.

Later I looked back outside and she was sitting up, her hair blowing in the wind, topless. But I could only see her from the back. I wanted to go outside. Try to get a better look at those tits. But I knew better, it would never end well.

As the day wound down, she came back inside, fully dressed now. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that she must have had in her backpack. The shorts were just that – short. And I could see her nipples through the shirt. It was still all I could do to not stare. I distracted myself by making some diner for us and Sam went to shower the beach off of her skin and out of her hair.

After diner we made some idle talk for a while and Sam complained about her feet hurting. Not surprising given the walk she had taken in heels. Before I could stop myself, I offered to rub her feet for her. I’ve always kind of a mild foot fetish and it just blurted out.

She surprised me by laying down on the floor in front of the couch and putting her feet up into my lap, one on top of each leg. I rubbed my hands together to warm them and started to work.

Her feet were soft, and I knew I would have a raging erection again soon. But there was no going back now. Maybe I could keep it from becoming completely obvious through my pants if I was careful. As I rubbed her feet with my fingers below her toes, rubbed her soles with the heel of my hand, wrapped her tiny feet in my hands and squeezed and rubbed, I could feel her relax a little.

After working on both feet she still laid there looking up at me. I could see inside her shorts from this angle and knew she wasn’t wearing any panties. I think she caught me looking and placed her hand in the way – or maybe to touch herself. I wasn’t sure. Stop it. She is a real girl in some kind of trouble. Not some fantasy.

But she was my fantasy.

Still, she didn’t pull away and I started to let my hands work up the back of her legs, over her calves. Massaging them, squeezing them in my hand, and rubbing them. After I had finished with one and moved to the other Sam let the first one slide off my leg, between my legs. Her foot almost, but not quite touching my crotch and that huge throbbing hardon. I so wanted to pull it up against me.

I finished the other foot and leg and was worried about what I should do next. But Sam got up and suggested that we go back out on the beach. I grabbed a full bottle of Canadian whiskey, two glasses and two beach chairs.

We sat on the beach for a couple of hours, watching the sunset, then the stars. Drinking. And we talked about everything that had nothing to do with why she was here. I should have found out more. Asked if she needed protection. What plans she was making. But I didn’t. I pretended there would be plenty of time, avoiding the chance of ruining my little fantasy.

We were pretty lit when we went back inside. Not stumbling, but with a strong buzz from the alcohol. Having spent a lot of time looking at the stars in the clear night sky my neck was bothering me. A sign of my age starting to catch up to me. But it was Sam who complained about neck pain.

So, naturally I offered another massage.

She caught me pleasantly off guard when she came over to the couch and sat down between my legs, facing away from me. I was high enough to not even worry about the dangerous circumstances and started to work on her neck and shoulders.

After a few minutes she pulled off the shirt, still with her back to me, to help the massage. After a while I asked her to lay down on her stomach and she complied without question. As she moved I caught just a glimpse of a nipple and wanted to fuck her right then. Right there on the couch. But I knew that I couldn’t. I’m not a creepy old man.

I did climb up over her on my knees, my legs straddling both of hers, and poured some massage oil over her back. I worked on her for quite a while before I did the same with her legs and feet. I wanted to pull her shorts off and rub on her cute, tight little ass. But I reversed and went up to her back again, although I spent most of the time working the curve in the small of her back.

I thought about working on her feet more, then sucking on her sexy toes. I thought about even asking her if she would like to take off her shorts and have a true full body massage. Hell, I thought about a lot of things. But then I realized that she was sleeping. So, I covered her up, turned off the light, gave her a soft kiss on the cheek, and went to my bedroom.

I woke up sometime later and realized Sam was in bed with me. She was snuggled up with her back against me, her ass pressed up against the huge erection that I had sticking out of my boxers. She was naked now, laying there sleeping.

Of fuck. There is no way that I can sleep now. And something has to give with the hardon. It has been throbbing for almost 24 hours and I have to give it attention before I cum all over Sam’s ass just laying here. I considered getting up and going to the restroom. But I was afraid I would wake her up. I thought about rolling over and serving myself right there in the bed. But that would certainly wake her up. Besides, I didn’t want to move away from her.

I was honestly surprised when I noticed that my hand was resting on her the soft smooth skin of her ass. Rubbing and squeezing it. God, there is no turning back now. If you are going to make a mistake at least do it right.

I reached around her waist and pulled her up tight against my chest. I could smell her hair as I let my hand slowly, gently cup a breast. I squeezed it lightly and softly played with one of her puffy nipples. She moaned a little and breathed deeply. I couldn’t tell if she was still asleep or just pretending. I didn’t care anymore.

I slipped my other arm under her and wrapped it around holding her, touching her. My other hand went back to her ass. I squeezed a cheek, slid my fingers back between us and up her crack. I know she is awake now as she starts to move her hips, helping me stroke her. I quickly discover something that is not skin.

Holy hell. This little girl climbed into my bed with a butt plug. I played with it for a few seconds, and she moaned again, pressing her ass up against my hand harder. Then I slipped my fingers back down to her pussy, already wet and ready.

I found her clit with my fingertip and teased it slowly. From behind I slid my fingers up and down her pussy, between her lips, over her hard swollen clit, while I caressed her with the other hand, over her chest, her tits, her neck.

Then I let that bottom hand go down to her pussy and start to rub on her clit. I used the other hand to play with the butt plug. Moving it. Turning it. Sliding it almost all the way out and then back in. I whispered softly in her ear, asking if she liked that and she answered, “Yes, please don’t stop.”

I played with her pussy and her ass while I held her against my chest. She started to breathe harder, and I could feel her tensing, moving her hips faster, harder. I felt one of her tiny hands reach out and grab my leg and squeeze it tight, almost painfully. Then I felt the contraction, and she jerked hard as she let out a little scream and came.

I held onto her while she came, held her tight against me. Stroked her hair, wrapped my arm around her waist again.

After a minute I used my top hand and put two fingers into her pussy from behind, slowly sliding them in and out. I whispered into her ear “I’m going to fuck you now”. She reached around and grabbed my hard cock and guided it into her pussy. She raised her top leg just a little and I grabbed her by her hip to pull her to me as I shoved my cock in over and over.

My other hand moved from her neck to her tits to her waist. Touching her, squeezing her. I told her to touch herself while I fucked her and she quickly did exactly what I asked, rubbing her pussy fast, hard, while I took her from behind, hitting that butt plug with every thrust.

I felt another contraction as her pussy clamped onto my cock and she came again. Harder this time, her legs shaking, her toes curled in spasms.

I held her again until it was almost over. Then I got up on my knees between her legs, lifted her ass up in the air to my face and licked her gorgeous young pink pussy. I licked her from her asshole to her clit. Licked her lips, sucked them. Fucked her with my tongue. Licked her hard clit with the tip of my tongue fast, then hard with it flat against her, then sucked on it while I kept licking. As I licked, I put a hand under her ass and played with the butt plug again. Slid it in and out while I ate her wet pussy.

She was fucking my face now. Shoving her hips into my face while I licked her and fucked her ass with the plug, fucked her pussy with my tongue. While I shoved my tongue inside, she started to touch herself again. I worked harder, pushing my tongue as deep as possible. I got my fingers wet from her pussy and then pulled out the plug, replacing it with three of my fingers, shoving them deep in her ass while I ate her pussy.

She rewarded me by coming as I ate her. Her legs clamping around my head, holding my face there, her ass high in the air, back arched, before collapsing onto the bed, still having spasms from her orgasm.

I moved around to sit beside her, my back against the headboard, my cock still hard and pointing up at the ceiling. Sam climbed onto my lap facing me and put my cock inside her again. My favorite position. No one is dominant. Deep penetration. Eye contact. Easy to reach every part of your partner from their feet to their head.

As she began to ride me, I did what I had wanted since I first saw her. I put my arms around her, pulled her to me and sucked on those magnificent tits, and puffy nipples. The nipples seemed fuller now, puffier, and felt glorious in my mouth as I sucked them, licked, and nibbled on them while we fucked. Sam leaned back pushing her chest into my face, her hand behind my head pulling me to her.

After a bit I let my hands slide over her legs, over her feet rubbing them again, back up under her ass lifting her for a while as she fucked my cock. Then I grabbed her hair with one hand, pulling her head back, exposing her neck, looking into her eyes. Listening to her breathe. Our faces almost touching, lips almost touching. I kissed her neck as I pulled her head back. Bit it. Licked it. I used my other hand on her chest, over her flat stomach, my thumb down to her hard clit, back up over her tits, pinching her nipples, touching her face, my fingers sliding over her lips as we fucked. My hand on her neck, holding it but not squeezing, feeling her breathe.

Then I kissed her. Letting go of her hair and cupping the back of her head, pulling her to me, I kissed her while we fucked. Harder now. Faster. I grabbed her upper lip between mine, pulled, sucked. Licked her lips with my tongue and fucked her harder. I put my tongue in her mouth and she sucked in hard, now not moving her hips up and down but back and forth in my lap, grinding on me faster and faster. Moaning as we fucked and kissed and fondled each other.

I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her back and forth on my cock, rubbing it inside her. We stopped kissing and just looked at each other. Eyes locked, fucking like we would die if we stopped. Waiting.

I felt Sam’s hands on my back tighten their grip, saw her mouth open wide as she gasped, felt her start to contract around my cock and I couldn’t hold it anymore. I knew that I shouldn’t come inside this young fertile pussy but stopping was the last thing that I wanted.

Sam said “Come for me. Come with me now. Come inside me.” And that was all I needed as I exploded inside her, shooting my cum deep as she came hard on my cock. We fucked, and screamed, then kissed again before we were done.

Then we fell back onto the bed, tangled with each other, covered in sweat. And fell asleep in each other’s arms.

When I woke early the next morning she was gone. All her things were gone. No note. No sign of where she had gone. And I had no idea how to find her or check on her.

Or, was it all just a dream. My overactive fantasy life mixing with my imagination in my dreams.

I do not know.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mnpv4s/sam_mf