A Life Plan Without You. (26 page)

“I love that place and it sounds soppy you saying you’re
taking me to Heaven, hahaha, I’m going with my angel to Heaven.
Plus I have a cousin who’s on staff there. I will ask him to put
our name on the door.” I looked at Sam. “That’s okay isn’t it? It
sort of stops the doormen asking questions too, I think I might
struggle with the age thing in there, it’s over twenty one isn’t
it?” He shook his head and laughed.

“Don’t worry baby I don’t think we’ll be stopped, yes I’m
taking you to Heaven and back again, shit my jokes are crap sorry
baby.” I hated the age thing. Just then the door flung open Sam’s
dad had arrived home, staggering through the door blind
drunk.

“Are you here again girlie? I’ll have to charge you rent, that
right Sammy, my boy?” He ruffled my hair and hard. I was nearly
sick at the smell of his breath. He licked his lips as he stood in
front of me, erg did he fancy his chances? He was a nasty man who
made me want to hurl. Sam looked angry and his fist is clenched
tightly.

“I don’t think Mr Todd, that my Dad, you know Mick? Would like
you doing that. He’s a little over protective when it comes to who
can and can’t touch me.” He looked like he was going to hurl. He
shrugged his shoulders and disappeared up the stairs.

“I’m so sorry about him he’s a piss head to the core and a
bloody ugly and nasty drunk.”

“Please. My Dad likes a drink, but it has to be said though
he’s a different type of drunk to yours.” I think it’s time to
lighten the mood.

“Put some music on please Sam, do you think your Dads up there
for the night?”

“I would say that was a great possibility, Jimmy’s out, and
Andy’s in loved up mode with Zoë.”

“That means you’re stuck here then with the invalid,
sorry.”

“Nope, I love the fact your totally at my mercy.” He laughed,
as he put the other side of the record on. He took my hand and
carefully pulled me up then he started singing it to me, ‘Once
Twice Three Times a Lady.’ He even bloody sings well too. How many
perfect sticks had this man been hit with, because I had to wonder
what else he was good at too?

He had one arm wrapped around my waist, the other around my
neck. He stopped singing and kissed me so tenderly, so softly, his
arms now both around my waist. My arms now wrapped around his neck,
we’d stopped dancing and just kissed, his hands wandering up my
back, he began kissing me, behind my ear, then kissed my neck, my
cheek my nose, and then oh my mouth, would I ever tire of being
kissed by my man?

His hands started to the buttons on my blouse, his kisses were
soft and gentle. He raised me so, that I could wrap my legs around
him, I groaned as he started kissing my neck and slowly worked his
way down. His lips in search of my already hardening nipples, he
suckled as I kissed the back of his neck, he sucked harder. I
winced, the pain though pleasurable, was a painful feeling and one
I now liked, was that wrong of me?

He fell backwards onto the sofa, still holding me. I'm now sat
on his lap, his erection was rubbing against my bits, and this felt
like the right thing to do. I had my hand on his zip. He grabbed it
and his resistance at best was minimal as he smiled, and hesitantly
allowed me to un-zip him and as my finger went for the button he
grabbed my hand.

“Michelle, God you don’t have to do that, not yet, Michelle,
please?” I didn’t listen and he said please, as if it was an
invitation. I undid the button and slid my hand in. I didn’t have a
clue what I was doing. I’m sure he’d put me right, if I was doing
it wrong? I had my hand around it as I pulled it free. My God, he
was massive! He smiled as I looked at him; now I have it what the
fuck do I do with it?

That was what I expected… She hasn’t a clue what to do next,
her face is sweet too, so fucking innocent! I’d not planned for
this tonight, so after smiling and kissing her perfect little nose,
I showed her what I liked, and I am for the first time ever since I
lost my virginity, embarrassed! I’m really nervous too, she’s
pleasuring me and I’m looking forward to teaching her, but what if
she hates it and freaks at the size?

I love watching her face as she concentrates hard; she looks
like she’s going to have to take an examination after she does it!
Her eyes stare at my dick and look worried, sweet mother of god
she’s good, she is gentle and soft. I want to wait and do
everything else…

Shit who am I kidding she didn’t have to do this for me, but
this was I think the next step, well here goes nothing baby I hope
I’m what she expects down there, shit I’ve had no complaints thus
far, but this girl is the one and it matters to me she is
comfortable with me and it! Oh hell I love it argh wow baby the
nail thing is that some sort of torture or what? Fuck do it again,
umm harder baby yes, I guide her hand again, and then kiss her face
as I hold it to mine I want her not to be afraid, I’m getting
harder and longer and her face is full of panic.

She takes my tongue in her mouth and groans, asks for my
approval, fuck yes carry on baby, carry on doing that I’m in hand
job heaven, she’s relaxed and enjoying it she’s taking in every
detail and biting her lips as she studies my soldier in her sweet
hand as she does the finger thing again, wow yeah that’s fucking
great I am really enjoying this, and groan out my
instructions!

Now she’s looking up and smiling, yes Michelle this is all
yours to play with! Then I put my head back and look down at her
tiny hands as they pump away and I enjoy every fucking minute, this
is way better than self-service, oh yes baby grab my balls too, I
forgot about those, arghhhh too much, I’m so wanting the more now,
my sex filled brain is fucking randy as fuck now…

What to do next? He sensed my inability in what to do next as
his hand guided mine.

“Baby hold it, feel it, and move your hand like this.” He
showed me what he wanted. I followed his lead and as he let go he
lay back, I was in control. Wrapping my hand around it, I worked
his length hard, as he asked. Taking him from his base to the tip
of the smooth end. He was in my hand and enjoying what I did to
him; he got harder and shit longer. He cried out as my finger moved
over the smooth slit in the end, my finger nail running into it as
I did, he cried out for me to finish him off, I tried.

He was holding his face to mine. I moved my hand slowly up and
down his silken length the veins running through it were thick. God
he was blessed too in the not so little package department. This I
liked, he moaned as I played with him, pulling it tighter, and my
hand working him harder, it made him quiver and as he lay back and
watched what I did, he smiled, smiling because judging from his
face, he loved it.

“Is this okay?” I needed the reassurances I was doing what he
wanted and what he liked. I carried on, squeezing a little tighter
and moving my hand faster. Sam was now at my mercy, he looked like
he was finally having a good time, shit what did I know? “Is this
all right for you?”

“Umm, shush carry on, baby, this is amazing.” He panted and
moaned. “Don’t stop please, do it quicker, baby harder, oh God yes
baby, that’s so nice.” I listened to the pleasing noises coming
from his mouth. I tugged on it harder as he groaned. I continued
slowly and steadily as he threw his head back in
delight.

“You, baby are amazing, harder baby. Yes, yes oh-God yes
please. Just keep on doing that Michelle, please I beg you don’t
stop please.” I kissed his neck as he continued to give out gentle
moaning noises.

“Sam, what do you want me to do? Do you like this?” My
fingernail caressed the slit in the end and he
shuddered.

“Mi cielo, I’m nearly there, please do in faster, oh hell yes,
yes, baby I'm going to come, watch me.” I did as he asked, as he
cried out in what seemed like pain, his legs stretched out, as my
empty hand massaged his balls gently. He cried out my name, and
kissed my open mouth our tongues fighting; he held my face to his
as my hands worked him hard.

“Faster and harder baby, I’m coming and oh God am I c co com,
oh hell yeah shit baby I’m fucking coming…” He was out of breath
and I did as I was told my arm ached as I felt a sudden movement
his hand wrapped over mine as he pointed his dick against his
belly. He came hard and as he oh-ed I think in relief, he kissed my
neck. I was either really crap at this or good but I was now very
intimate, with his package and I was a little embarrassed to say
the least. He kissed me as he relaxed and finished doing whatever
it was he was doing? I looked down and saw the white milky stuff
was over his belly and in his hands. Oh that’s what he was doing; I
continued to ‘milk’ him for a while longer, I relaxed my grip a
little and began slowly caressing his dick in my hand.

It seems he liked this as he shuddered and shook as I slowed
right down and allowed him to empty himself, his dick is still in
my hand, his hand holding it in place.

“You Michelle are a very naughty girl.” I blushed as he took
my hand to his lips and kissed it smiling as he did. I’d had my
hand on his not so little package, I’d watched as he came, and as
he sighed in satisfaction, I felt really happy, mainly because he'd
really enjoyed it.

He was huge and it actually freaked me out a little, if we had
sex that would be inside me. He was smiling down at me, mind
reading Samuel, I do hope not! My arm ached and as he grabbed the
tissues from the coffee table to do a quick clean up, I continued
to watch as he cleaned himself, this alone had me moist between my
legs, he looked at me watching and grinned.

Oh, my, God… I have never had it so good, she is amazing, and
I’m sure she’s done that before, except for the obvious starting
line wonderment, she so obviously hadn’t, her face as she looked
into mine was one of sheer panic, her soft hand and oh the nail
thing wow, I think she’s worried about the size, shit of course she
is, she hasn’t a clue if it will hurt, if we will be alright, shit
I need more of that, so much more, I need to my naughty little girl
at ease, yes baby I loved every last minute and yes It will hurt I
suppose? I have to wonder what that will feel like for me too? God
I love her so fucking much …

“I liked having you at my mercy Sam, you’re sure that was
okay?” This time I knew what I’d done, how I'd done it and the
effect I'd had. I’d seen the results and listened as he said he
loved me as he came. He did a quick dash upstairs returning minutes
later, looking a lot less stressed. He threw himself on my knee and
kissed me, his kisses were wonderful, the gentle stokes to my
cheek, so nice too.

“That was amazing, Michelle, really it was and so unexpected
and oh God yes, really good, did you like doing it your face was a
little hard to read, but you liked watching as I came I noticed.”
He lent down and he kissed me again, as if he couldn’t get enough
of me.

“You’re right it was fun, and Lord having you at my mercy was
kind of hot, is there always so much stuff?”

“Umm, seems so, I don’t normally check baby, thank you Mi
cielo, that was the best helping hand I have ever had.” Now I was
blushing, as we kissed and cuddled, the music had stopped mid play
and as he got up to put on another record he asked what I wanted,
umm such a loaded question…

“Music or something else?” He laughed. “Music or food or
something else I’m easy!”

“How easy Mr Todd? Actually I am hungry now; I may have worked
up an appetite!”

“You look
through my records and I will pop to the pizza place and see what
they have, plain cheese?” I nodded as he passed he kissed me! “Be
right back make yourself at home!” I smiled as I looked through his
vast record collection, he had a very eclectic mix too, similar to
mine, though mine had a lot of the Osmond’s and Bay City Rollers in
it, so shoot me they were and are popular! I seemed to be at it
ages when I noticed another record I had and laughed.

“Oh my God we have loads the same… ‘The Very Best of the
Stylistics?’ Sodding hell I love this, and here I am talking to
myself again!” I didn’t hear him come in and he started
laughing.

“No I heard you baby, yes I like that too here, you take this
and these please and I will get the plates!”

“Nah you
eat pizza from the box sprawled on the rug and shoes off, listening
to this! Coke from the can and no washing up either!”

“Shove over then and I’ll put it on for you!” I did as
requested as I lay belly down on the rug, the smell coming from the
box was wonderful!

“You have a ton of records there, I have a few the same, but I
have a bigger Northern Soul collection though, and surprisingly I
have more E.L.O records than you do too!”

“They are all upstairs and I have loads more under the bed,
there’s more room now the reading material was removed as
requested!” I oh-ed. As the record played in the background, I
smiled as the stringy cheese made a mess of his face!

“Here you have extras.” I wiped the cheese from his mouth as I
did he kissed my palm, wow that was nice! We had eaten our fill of
the large pizza and drank the coke and were making out on the rug
again, exploring places we had already been!

“If we
don’t stop now we’re in trouble baby!”