Samantha's Dress Fitting

By Iron Buddah

Chapter 2

I probably shouldn't have, I told myself that I just wanted to kiss Samantha for real instead of having our lips separated by a pane of glass. However, my cock was throbbing and I was tingling with desire for the rapidly developing girl from head to toe. I motioned for her to open the window.

She whispered, "What?"

"I want to kiss you for real." I had to kneel down, but I put my face up to hers, and our lips touched for real. The teen's mouth was hot, and warm, and wet. I hadn't planned on French kissing her, but I wasn't exactly running on well thought out plans at the moment. I darted my tongue into her mouth several times, and I could feel her moaning more than I could hear it.

I stood up, unzipped my jeans, and fished my throbbing cock out. I wasn't wide out in the open standing on the enclosed porch, but I wasn't exactly concealed either. I couldn't help myself though. The sensation in my cock was overwhelming.

"What are you doing?" Samantha hissed. She did not recoil from my erect member though.

"Hurry! Unless you want semen all over your bedsheets." I grunted.

"Huh?"

"Suck it!" I ordered. The teen didn't put more than half my cock head into her mouth, but it was enough that I stopped fighting the urge to cum. Waves of relief washed over my body as I spurted glob after glob of cum into the girl's mouth. I reached through the window to hold Samantha's head in place as I continued to spray jizz into her mouth. It felt so good. All my pent up desire from seeing her cleavage and then her bare tits along with holding her in my arms and kissing her flooded into Samantha's mouth. Only when I was done cumming, did the entirity of my head enter Samantha's mouth, and I sighed as I could feel her swallowing my seed.

"Oh Samantha, you're an angel! I don't know what came over me there. Wait, I do know. I went insane with desire for you when you showed me your tits and then kissed me through the window. I hope your not mad at me for that unexpected cock sucking, but I couldn't control myself there for a minute. I feel better now though. I feel sooooo much better!"

"Um, you want to come through the window and sit with me for a minute in exchange for the first blow job I've ever given?" Samantha asked uncertainly.

"Of course, of course!" I tried not to make the box springs squeak too much as I climbed in through the window. "We'll have to be really quiet until your mom goes upstairs." I warned Samantha.

"So are my boobs really that nice, or did you just need to get your rocks off?" Samantha asked once I was in her bed room.

"I needed to get my rocks off because your tits are way better than nice. They're absolutely amazing. If you keep growing, you're going to have high school boys camped out in your front yard next year."

"Stop teasing me!" Samantha hissed to keep her voice low.

"I'm serious." I whispered back. "You're well on your way to becoming a veritable blond bombshell." To prove my point, I reached under Samantha's nightgown to fondle her bare breasts. "See, I can't keep my hands off of you."

"Cradle robber!" Samantha teased. "Although, is it really stealing if I want to be stolen? I was all ready to scream when my boob slipped out off that bandanna until I saw the look on your face. You looked so helpless; I couldn't bring myself to call attention to you."

"I was helpless." I admitted. "I'm becoming more and more helpless each time I squeeze your jugs." I nibbled on Samantha's ear while I whispered to her as I continued to feel her up.

"Mmm, squeeze all you want." Samantha moaned. "It feels good."

"It feels good for me too."

Samantha giggled, "Well duh! I kind of figured that out when you said my body was making you helpless."

"Don't laugh at me. My brain is flooded with hormones at the moment."

"I think mine is too. I know I should tell you to climb back out the window, but what I really want to do is let you hold me all night."

"You are a pleasant armful." I admitted. "And a pleasant handful too." I added as I squeezed on two full breasts to emphasize my point. "Oh! I'm getting so fucking hard again."

"Hey, I think I heard my mom go upstairs. Dance with me some more to take your mind off your boner." When Samantha tried to get up to turn on the light, I hung on and left her little choice but to wriggle out of her night gown. When the light came on, I was treated to the sight of a well developed teen girl wearing nothing but her panties.

"Cheater!" Samantha told me as I stood up to take her into my arms again. Before she let me, she started trying to take my shirt off. "It's only fair, right?" I couldn't and didn't want to argue the point. After all, why would I protest something that was going to leave a bare chested teen rubbing her tits against my shirtless body?

The way my heart was pounding, I didn't have much concept of time, but our bodies were sweaty when I told Samantha. "You know how you thought dancing with you again might help my erection subside? Well, it's not working. In fact, it's so hard it hurts."

"Are you going to whip it out again?"

"I was thinking about taking my pants all the way off." Samantha shrugged, so I did just that. Now we were both wearing nothing but our underwear. I really lost track of time now that we were both half naked.

"It's kind of ironic that my mom not wanting me to show any cleavage to middle schoolers ended up with me dancing topless with an adult."

It was at least five minutes before I responded, "Yeah, that really wasn't what she had in mind, was it?"

After a few more minutes, Samantha's shuddered as I held her. "Oh fuck!" She whispered. She pulled away from me, sat on her bed, and started pulling her panties off. I dropped my underwear to the ground, pointed my cock and the Samantha's exposed pussy, and leaned into her body. She grunted as I partially penetrated her, and I grunted as I started to cum. I'd love to say I sawed my cock in and out of the girl for hours, but my climax began as soon as I entered her. She seemed to be cumming too. At the very least, she was moaning and twitching the same as I was.

"Oh shit! Why the fuck did we do that!" I gasped.

"I don't know. I was sitting there thinking that I would be content if you just held me in your arms all night, then the next thing I knew I felt like I would go insane if I didn't take my panties off and spread my legs."

"Before you ever pushed away from me, I knew we were going to have sex. I was just something about the way your body started shivering."

"I don't think what we just did has sunk in with me yet. I'm going to close my eyes and try to sort out my thoughts." Samantha told me.

I replied, "Sounds like a good plan."

"Samantha! Wake up! You have to get ready for school."

Fuck, did I just hear Mandy's voice telling her daughter to wake up? I opened my eyes and saw an unfamiliar room. "Oh shit! Did I fall asleep in the bed of a fourteen year old girl and stay there all night?"

"Who cares about that. Did we do what I think we did?" Samantha yawned and looked at all of our clothing strewn about the floor. "Fuck! If the clothes weren't enough of a dead giveaway, I've got the strangest feeling between my legs this morning. I sure hope I don't catch!"

When Samantha said the word catch, my cock, which was already halfway hard just because it was the morning, became fully engorged. I rolled the girl back so she was facing me again and wormed my stiff cock between her thighs.

"What are you doing?" Samantha protested. "Are you insane? Are you trying to get me pregnant?"

"Maybe." I said without indicating which question I was answering. She relaxed, and I found my cock penetrating her pussy again. It's probably a good thing I started cumming instantly the same as I had last night. If I had really fucked the girl, Mandy would have certainly heard the rhythmic squeaking of old box springs. As it was, the two of us just had to be careful not to grunt too loudly. Samantha had looked worried at first, but by the time I finished cumming she was giving me a silly smile.

"You are insane! Get out of here before my mother catches you and skins you alive!" Now that my lust was spent again inside Samantha's belly, I got out of her bed and retrieved my clothing. I hid in her closet to dress.

"Samantha!" Mandy yelled again.

"I'm up!" Samantha called back. "Heading for the shower!" She glared at me and pointed at the window as she said this. I was probably a fair warning. I had been tempted to see if I could slip into the shower with her.

"I really do hope you don't catch." I whispered as I headed for the window to make good on my escape.

Samantha grinned back at me when she came over to close the window behind me. "I do too, but you've got a funny way of showing it." Samantha cut me off when I tried to explain, "Don't worry about it, if I do catch Mom can't get too mad at me. After all, she got knocked up with me when she was only sixteen!"