Sammi’s 18^th Birthday

The next month was pretty much the same old thing with Joanie and I. I saw David as much as I could. He and I got so incredibly close over those four weeks. He still knew nothing about my family but that was for his benefit, really. I knew I was falling in love. We never did more than kiss, well with the exception of some heavy petting, so all we did was get to know each other. Then my birthday came on a Saturday, and I wanted to spend it with him. I was staying at Joanie’s, my dad was on a rampage again, and we were sitting in her room just staring at the TV. We had an argument the night before, I had called David’s name out again and she went off. That morning though she was being civil, even though she wasn’t talking.

“I’m calling in, I don’t want to work,” I said.

“You’re going to see David?” I looked at her as I picked up the phone and dialed the number and nodded. “You’re blowing off work for him? Damn Sam he must be something else.” I called work and told them I wasn’t coming in and would be there Monday night. I then sat down beside Joanie.

“Where are your parents?” I asked.

“Backyard playing in the pool,” she sighed. “You’re leaving now?”

“Yeah.” She just nodded, then turned back to the TV and ignored me. I left quietly, and drove away to David’s.

David was home, thank goodness or I would have had nowhere to go. I didn’t want to go back to Joanie’s. David was surprised to see me, needless to say.

“Hey Sammi, what are you doing here?” He asked as he let me in. I walked to his couch and sat down.

“I needed away from Joanie. We had-” I paused thinking about what to say. “We had a little fight and I needed away.” He sat down beside me, and I smiled at him. “I didn’t have anywhere else to go.”

“It’s ok. What did you fight about?” I hated lying to him, but this wasn’t really lying. We were in a funk about him in a way. I shook my head and leaned back against the couch. “C’mon tell me. You can tell me anything.” I looked at him and smiled. Yeah, he would love to know I called out his name while my best friend ate my pussy.

“Basically, you,” I said softly. “She’s jealous.” He looked at me then at his hands. I noticed then that he was only wearing a pair of jeans. How did I miss that chest? He was muscular, and had only the slightest amount of chest hair. He had some cute little nipples, and I noticed a lovely treasure trail that disappeared into his jeans.

“Why is she jealous of me?” He asked quietly.

“Because, I called her by your name again last night,” I whispered. I didn’t think before I said it, it just came out. I covered my mouth with my hand and my eyes filled with tears. I couldn’t even look at him. I stood up. “I should go,” I whimpered. He stood up too, grabbed my arm, and turned me so I was facing him. I still couldn’t look him in the eyes. He surprised me by pulling me into his arms. “What are you doing?” I asked through my tears.

“Holding you in my arms while you cry,” he said simply. “I am doing this right, right?”

“Yeah,” I sniffled. “You’re not going to throw me out?”

“No. I am so fucking flattered, Sammi,” he whispered. I noticed something poking my stomach and I knew he was flattered.

“It feels like you’re more than flattered,” I smiled into his shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him back while I rubbed my stomach against his growing erection.

“Should we do this?” I pulled back from him and we let each other go, then I went back to the couch where my purse was. I sat down and dug in it until I found my wallet and then pulled my license out. He stood in front of me, and I looked up and handed him my license.

“Read my birth date.” He did, and he grinned and looked at me. “This isn’t how I had this planned,” I said. “I was going to come over later, dress really sexy and seduce you. But Joanie was being such a bitch, and I can understand why but it is my birthday and she was making me miserable. And my parents, god we don’t even have to go there and I wanted to be with you you’ve made me feel so safe since I’ve met you.”

“You know I want to be with you too.” He kneeled in front of me. “I want you to feel safe with me.”

“I do David. I really do.”

“Then tell me about your parents. There’s something there I have to know.” I shook my head. We went through this every week. “Sammi baby, please.”

“No. It’s my birthday, and for once I’m gonna do what I want to do.”

“What’s that Samantha?” He asked. I don’t know why he asked; he knew what I wanted to do.

“You David Evans, my distinguished mechanic,” I grinned.

“Well, Samantha Michaels it would be my pleasure to let you do what you want.” He sat down and smiled. “Are you sure you want to do this with me?”

“I’m pretty nervous about it but yes, I want to make love to you David.”

“Why are you nervous?” He asked.

“I’ve never been with anyone except Joanie, and she doesn’t have the same equipment you do.” I blushed, embarrassed that I had just told him that.

“Don’t be embarrassed sweetie. It’s ok to be a virgin.” I looked up at him, surprised at the remark. “What? I know about you and Joanie, she called here a couple weeks ago and told me all about it. She thought I would dump you. But I love you and I’m not letting go of you just because you two find comfort with each other.”

“She called here? And you’re not mad?” He shook his head. “What all did she tell you?” He shook his head again. “Tell me David.”

“Just that your dad beats you and that’s why you stay with her most of the time. That when I’ve been out of town you would stay here, which would explain why my bed would smell like you.” He grinned at me. “And I know you’ve used my computer, I know what websites you’ve been to!” I was at a loss for words. I was going to kill Joanie for telling him about my dad; he didn’t need to know that. “But you know I don’t care that you stay here, and I don’t care that you use my computer and whatever else. I just want you to tell me yourself what’s going on in your life.”

“You wanna know what it’s like at the Michaels’ house David? That my dad is a drunk? That my mom has been cheating on my dad since I was seven and that she brings these men home with her? That when she does that my dad comes to my room? You really wanna know David, that my dad beats the hell out of me cause he can’t get it up anymore and then when I told someone they didn’t believe me cause he is on this fucking city’s council and he wouldn’t do a thing like that?” I was so upset, I was sobbing and shaking and just let it out. For the first time in my life, I had told someone and I felt like a weight had been lifted. Joanie only knew that my dad beat me, not anything else. I looked at David and there were tears running down his cheeks.

“You’re not staying in that house another minute, Samantha,” he said hoarsely. “I’m going to get a shirt on, we’re going over there, you’re getting your stuff and you are not staying there!”

“Where am I gonna go? I don’t have enough in savings to get an apartment; I don’t even know where to look for one. I can’t stay with Joanie, that’s just too awkward.”

“What are you talking about?” He asked as he got up. “You’ll stay here with me. Did you hear me earlier? I want to be with you, I want to protect you and I love you. I love you Samantha.”

“So you want me to move in with you?” He nodded. “Might as well right? I live here when you’re away. Shit half my clothes are here, all my CD’s and movies are here.”

“Samantha,” he said softly, “did you hear me?”

“I did. I love you too, David. Otherwise I wouldn’t be here.” He grinned and pulled me from the couch, then pulled me up into his arms.

“I needed to hear you say that.” He kissed me, softly at first then with more urgency. I kissed him back wholeheartedly, running my hands down his chest. This was the first time I’d touched him without his shirt on; I played with his chest hair and kissed him harder. His hands ran down my sides and grabbed my butt, squeezing and massaging me, making me moan into his mouth. He pulled me closer to him, then moved his hands and pulled me up his body. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he wrapped his arms around mine holding me to him. We stopped kissing and looked at each other. We didn’t say anything; he turned us around started walking toward his bedroom. We kissed the entire way to his bed, and then he gently laid me down on it. “Wait one second,” he whispered. I nodded and watched as he walked out of the room.

“There was a time/I was everything and nothing all in one/When you found me/I was feeling like a cloud across the sun,” I heard my favorite song by Elton John playing. I grinned remembering that I told him I thought that would be the best song to make love to. We had talked about it earlier in the month when he found my Elton John CD in his player. He had asked why I liked that CD he thought Elton was a whiny singer, and then I told him that I would love to make love to that CD because of the heartfelt emotions in it. He then kept the CD.

David walked in, and walked slowly to me. He got on the bed with and lay on me, kissing me on my neck. “I wondered why you kept this,” I grinned. He looked up at me and smiled.

“I want this to be special for you,” he whispered. I nodded, and brought his face to mine for a kiss. We started kissing again, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he slipped a hand under my velvet black shirt. He found my velvet black bra with his hand and started massaging my breast through it. “This song is for you,” he whispered against my mouth. “And I can't explain/But it's something about the way you look tonight/Takes my breath away/It's that feeling I get about you, deep inside/And I can't describe/But it's something about the way you look tonight/Takes my breath away/The way you look tonight,” David sang it softly, and then kissed me again. I was almost in tears. I knew that I knew a side of him that no one else did, but this was amazing to me. I moved him off me and we both sat up. “What?” He asked softly.

“Nothing baby.” I started unbuttoning my shirt, then tossed it aside. His eyes went right to my breasts, and then his hands followed. He cupped them, then ran his fingers over the material of my bra. He leaned over and kissed the top of my right breast, then cupped them again. They were a perfect fit in his hands, and he gently squeezed them while he kissed and licked the tops of my breasts. I moaned, arching my chest against him and running my hands through his hair. He stopped after a few moments and looked at me.

“How are we doing love?” He asked.

“Really good,” I whispered.

“Good,” he smiled. He reached around my back and unclasped my bra, then pulled it off. He cupped my breasts again and looked down. He noticed the scar on my right nipple and he looked up at me. He went to say something but I placed my hand on his mouth and shook my head no. He kissed my hand and moved it, then pulled me so I was sitting in his lap. He wrapped an arm around my waist and with his other hand he cupped my right breast and kissed my nipple, gently tracing the scar with his tongue. I placed an arm around his shoulders and moaned loudly. No one had ever made me feel like this, I was aroused for the first time with a man and I loved it. He leaned back slowly, and we ended up lying with him on his back and me on top. “I love you,” he said softly.

“I love you too,” I grinned. He rolled us on our sides and we stared at each other. “I’m really nervous David.”

“It’ll be ok,” he whispered. “Just relax, ok?” I nodded. He rolled me on my back, and then maneuvered himself between my legs. He unbuttoned my jeans, and then started pulling them off. I lifted my hips and he pulled them off, and smiled even bigger at me. “No panties,” he said. “And shaved. Good god Samantha, you’re beautiful dressed and undressed.” I blushed a deep red and he leaned down and kissed me. “I want you to feel good. Will you let me?” I nodded. He sat up again and raised my legs up, spreading me wide open. “That’s really beautiful Sammi,” he smiled as he stared down on me. “You are really beautiful.” He leaned down and ran his tongue around my belly button, making me moan and shiver. Then he started licking the inside of it and I arched and giggled. He looked up at me and I saw a smile.

“That tickles,” I grinned. He kept licking my belly button, and then he moved so he was lying on his stomach between my legs. I watched as he kissed down below my belly button to the top of my pussy. He gently licked me there, and then moved his tongue lower licking my lips. We both moaned. He gently parted my lips with his tongue and licked me up and down, from my clit to my bottom. I moaned loudly, spreading my legs wider for him. His tongue went up and found my clit, and he teased it for a moment making me shudder, then he stuck his tongue lower and went inside me. “David!” I cried out. “Oh god,” I moaned. I tossed my head from side to side and grabbed his hair with my hands as his tongue went as deep as it could go in me. His nose was rubbing my clit as he plunged his tongue deep in me and tasted me, and it drove me nuts. He moved his mouth up again, captured my clit, and started to flick it with the tip of his tongue. “David!” I moaned, and then I came. I bucked against him and tightened my thighs around his head. He sucked my clit and I came more. Finally, I calmed down and relaxed my thighs, and David sat up and looked at me grinning.

“Mmm sweet thang,” he said wiping his mouth off. “My sweet little thang,” he whispered as he lay back down on me. His voice had this country twang to it when he said ‘thing.’ We kissed deeply and I was still shuddering against him. He looked at me lovingly. “Was that good sweetheart?”

“Yes baby,” I panted. “Oh my god yes.” He smiled at me, and then kissed me again.

“Do you think you’re ready baby?” He asked quietly. I nodded. I wanted him badly. “Tell me.”

“I want you,” I paused and smiled, “David Evans, distinguished mechanic, to make love to me.”

“It doesn’t say that on that card,” he grinned, blushing. We kissed again, and then he moved off me and then got off the bed. I sat up against the headboard and we watched each other as he unbuttoned his jeans, then I dropped my eyes to see him take them off. He pulled them off, and then stood in his boxers. I could see the tent; I couldn’t wait to see what was making it. I’d only felt him through his pants and I hoped it was as nice as it felt. He pulled his boxers off and I got more nervous. This was the first dick I’d ever seen in real life and it was big. He was hard, and it was proudly displayed. He got back on the bed with me and I looked at his face. “What?”

“That’s really big,” I whispered. He grinned and laughed softly. “Don’t laugh at me,” I said.

“No baby, I’m not laughing at you. The last person I was with told me I was too small, and it’s really an ego boost hearing you say it’s big.” I looked at his penis, then back at his face.

“Someone told you that was small?” He nodded. “Let’s measure it! I wanna see just how big you are.”

“Right now?” I nodded at him and smiled. “Ok, I have measuring tape in the top drawer of the nightstand.” I giggled and moved to the other side of the bed and got into the nightstand. There was measuring tape, and I also found a picture of us taken the week before. We were at his friend Nathan’s and he had a Polaroid and took a picture of us while we were sitting on the couch. I got both of them and went back to David.

“I like this picture,” I told him. “I’m glad you kept it.” He just grinned and took the measuring tape from me.

“He got a little soft,” he said softly. He sat beside me, took my right hand, and gently had me grasp him. “Up and down, ok?”

“Ok,” I whispered. With his hand still around mine, I moved it up and down softly. He moaned, and that made me more confident. I squeezed gently, and he moaned loudly. He felt so hard in my hand, yet soft. I could barely fit my hand around him, but I don’t think he cared. His hips were thrusting up and I started stroking him faster.

“Oh stop, stop,” he panted, removing my hand. “I don’t want to cum all over our hands.” I smiled at him and kissed his cheek. “Damn, you’re a natural. I like the way you were moving your thumb over the head, almost blew my load.” I laughed; I’d never heard anyone really talk like that. “Ok, let’s see just how big I am.” I watched as he measured the length, and I grinned.

“Damn David nine inches hard? I thought guys that big only existed in porn!”

“He’s not that thick, though,” he said. He snapped the tape measurer closed and threw it across the room. He turned to me and smiled. “Are you ready baby?”

“Yeah,” I whispered. I placed our picture back on the nightstand and looked at him.

“C’mon, let’s lay down.” I nodded, and we moved so he was lying on top of me. My legs were spread and he was pressed against me, I could feel his hardness against my soft and wetness.

“Oh god please be gentle,” I whispered.

“I promise Sammi.” He put his hand between us, then suddenly removed it and sat up. “Condom! We need one.”

“I’m on the pill David, if that’s what you’re worried about.” He laid back on me.

“That’s what I was worried about.” He kissed me deeply, massaging a breast in one hand. “So you’ve never?”

“No.”

“I love you,” he whispered. “It might hurt.” I smiled, loving that he was so concerned. I nodded, mouthing the word ‘Now’ to him. He placed his hand between us and guided himself to me, pressing against my tiny opening. He pushed, his cockhead entering me and I groaned. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“Keep going,” I told him softly. He nodded and pressed more, and I felt him going deeper inside me. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and moaned. He stopped again, whispering he was sorry. “Please David,” I whispered. He pressed me, and I felt him tear my resistance and I cried out. He started to stop. “Don’t stop, keep going,” I panted. He did as I said, and he slowly slid the rest in. “Ok now don’t move,” I managed to whisper.

“Ok baby. Tell me when,” he breathed. He started kissing all over my face while I got used to him being inside me. When he kissed my lips, I kissed him back hard. He ended the kiss and looked down at me. “You’re very tight,” he said softly. “I’m not going to last long inside you.”

“It’s ok. Move really slowly, ok? Let me get used to you moving inside me.” He nodded, and started to withdraw. I started moaning, it was different and it hurt. He started to stop again. “David, please don’t stop. Just keep going and let me get used to you.” He nodded again and continued. We were both sweating, staring in each other’s eyes as he moved in me. I had read about sex, I had found some websites on David’s computer and every story I read about a girls’ first time made it sound like there was no pain and she came instantly. They lied. It hurt, and I did my best not to cry. I tried to move with David like in the stories I had read, but it hurt to do that, so I lay there with my arms wrapped tightly around his neck and let him do it all. I did start kissing him when the pain lessened, and he kissed me hungrily back.

“Sammi I’m gonna cum,” he panted after at least ten minutes. I nodded, and he started thrusting harder inside me. I bit my bottom lip, dug my nails into him and watched his face. He looked like he was in pain, and then I felt it. He came, and it felt like a geyser exploding inside me. It was an awesome strange sensation. He cried my name out and after a few moments he collapsed on top of me. We wrapped our arms around each other and held on tight. He was still inside me, and I could feel him shrinking. That was a weird feeling too. He pulled out of me and I felt his cum shift around inside me. He stayed on top of me and we kissed for a good while. Then he pulled back and looked at me. “Did it hurt too bad?”

“It hurt, but not very badly,” I said. “Plus it was you, and knowing you love me made it better.” He rolled off me and we lay facing each other on our sides. “This is going to sound gross, but it fills like I am full of your cum,” I giggled. He laughed and kissed my nose.

“It’s been awhile since I’ve had sex,” he said. “I had a load, I guess,” he laughed.

“Don’t you masturbate?”

“Yes, but sex is different,” he grinned. “Plus I haven’t masturbated all week. Been too busy with work.”

“I see. So how long has it been since you’ve had sex with someone?” I asked.

“About ten minutes ago.”

“Smart ass,” I laughed as I hit his shoulder. “Before today.”

“About a year I guess. It’s been awhile.” He rolled onto his back and I moved over to him, resting my head on his chest. “It’ll get better for you,” he said softly.

“Yeah,” I smiled. I looked down at his penis and noticed all the fluid, his semen and some blood. “We should take a shower and get cleaned up.” I turned and looked up at him, and he smiled down at me.

“Wanna take a shower with me?” He asked. I nodded. “Ok, let’s do it. Then we’re going to go to your house and get the rest of your stuff.” I pulled myself up, and then moved to the side of the bed. “That cool with you?”

“Yeah,” I said. I still had some pain, and I was trying to talk myself into standing up. Before I could stand up David was sitting behind me and pulling me back into his arms.

“I think you’re so completely wonderful,” he whispered as he kissed my neck. I turned my head to him and we kissed, long and slowly. He ended the kiss and smiled at me. “Let’s go get that shower.” I nodded and watched as he got off the bed, and then he helped me up. We walked hand in hand to the bathroom, and we showered together. When we finished, I went to the closet in the guestroom and got some of my clothes, and he went to his bedroom to get his. We were both dressed and in the living room in a few minutes. Neither of us said a word as we walked out of the apartment to go to my house.

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