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His lips were thick, it was the first thing that she noticed. They looked delicious and perfect. Samantha was a romantic though. She noted the way that he looked at her, or at least the way she thought he looked at her. She noticed how he just said ‘you and your husband’, then leaving her to tell him that no, she was not married. In fact, she was too young to be married. Well, at least in her mind. She was twenty and had never fallen in love, but planned most of her life out with many men that she met. It seemed that any man who smiled at her got the royal treatment in her mind. It always led to great wild sex-capades for the men, but ultimately led her down a lonely path.
But he was different, she could tell right away. All because of his lips. They were beautiful. She wanted to feel those lips against hers. It was late at night, or early in the morning depending on your mindset, and a pipe had burst. Water, water, water. He came to help, the royal blue sweatshirt that he wore had his name emblazed on the back, Kevin.
He was finally finished; the clock shined a bright 4:06. Samantha yawned, usually in bed hours earlier. She hopped up from her place on the couch, asking if he wanted anything for the ride home. She found herself triple checking the empty ring finger. He politely denied her offers of refreshing beverages. She didn’t blame him though, he told her earlier that he had been up since 5:30 the previous morning. Samantha couldn’t remember the last time she kept hours like that.
She paid him for services rendered and he left. Samantha watched the van pull away, and let her dreams of waking up next to those lips pull away with it. Two nights later the phone rang, a strange number flashed on the caller id. When Samantha picked up the phone she was shocked to hear that it was Kevin. He explained how he has never done such a thing before but he couldn’t help himself, he had gotten her number off of the work order receipt. He wanted to take her out to dinner and to a local comedy club.
Samantha spent over an hour in the shower, then at least forty minutes getting her hair to look like she didn’t do anything to it. Picking out the clothes was the easy part, Samantha never had a problem picking out the perfect outfit. She slid each of her freshly shaven legs into the black leggings then threw on a light blue short cashmere sweater dress that was low cut enough to show off the goods but classy enough to remain respectable. Although Samantha was hoping to do completely unrespectable things.
Kevin came to pick her up and they went to dinner, enjoying the idle small talk that is necessary. They strolled down the street to the comedy club and had a couple drinks and laughs. By the time he walked her to her door, crickets were chirping melodious tunes. She stood in the doorway, looking out onto her stoop, and asked him to come inside. He smiled sweetly and stepped inside. As soon as the door shut behind her, his lips found hers. They were tender but experienced. A warmth that she had never experienced before rushed through her body. The only thought that ran through her head was, “is this love?”. As their lips were pressed together, and their tongues were exploring each other’s mouths, she could feel a smile spreading on her face. They broke apart from each other, breathless from such a perfect kiss.
Without speaking a word, Samantha bit her lip and took Kevin’s hand, leading him up a staircase and into her bedroom. Samantha turned around and faced Kevin, tilting her head up, waiting for his lips to grace hers again. Instead he lightly ran his hands up and down her sides, tickling and teasing her. He bent his knees slightly and gathered the powder blue material in his hands and pulled it over her head. Her chest was illuminated only by the moonlight shining in through the window. The very top of her breasts seemed to glow, but the rest of her was in the shadows. With each breath a sliver more of her perfect flawless skin was lit up. He wrapped his arms around her and expertly unclasped her black and red lacy bra. He took her shoulders in his hands and guided her to the bed. She sat down and he marveled in the absolute beauty of Samantha. He rolled his thumb over her perfect nipples and watched as they hardened at his touch. Samantha was holding her breath; she had given and gotten pleasure before, but nothing like this. She was afraid to breath, afraid that if she made the slightest movement that he would stop, that everything would disappear. He took her hard nipple in her mouth and she exhaled greatly, moaning in the process. Kevin trailed kisses from one breast to another, and then slowly worked his way further down her stomach towards the top of her black leggings.
While continuing to shower her with kisses on her soft lower belly he tugs her leggings off to reveal a black lace with red trim. He skipped over the mound that was aching and started at her ankles. He started with affectionate small kisses, occasionally throwing a lick or two while working upwards. Kevin kissed Samantha’s snow white inner thighs, teasing her mercilessly. He could smell her musky scent coming from her sweet sex. He seductively placed his mouth over her thong clad pussy, flicking his tongue over the lace. He could taste her deliciously sweet liquid. He delicately grabbed the material with his teeth and pulled the thong down. Kevin licked his lips then licked her lips. He growled with pleasure, her lips were juicy and full. He stiffened his tongue and plunged it within her sweet folds.
Samantha opened her legs further and felt him wrap his lips around her clit. She was completely vulnerable at that moment. His tongue flickered across the small button then alternated different pressures. His tongue was bringing her pleasure that she had never felt before. A build up of warm electric current started at the point where his mouth was connected with her body. Then, as she moaned his name loudly, the feeling rushed through her whole body, she could feel it to her core. Her whole being felt as if it was vibrating. Kevin lapped up all the juices that were dripping down her thighs, catching every drop into his eager and waiting mouth.
Samantha had a lazy smile on her face, a smile she always gets after a really good orgasm. This was different though. She felt this through her whole body, as if it was an out of body experience, like she felt it in her soul. Kevin came up to the bed and sat down next to her. His weight on the bed felt just right next to her. He pressed his lips into her shoulder. He loved every inch of her body. His fingers unbuttoned his shirt and discarded it on the floor next to the bed. He lay down on the bed, patting and rubbing the spot next to him, beckoning her to lie down as well. She fit perfectly into the opening of his arm. Her head rested on his upper chest. Her fingers danced through his curly chest hair. She smiled widely, she loved chest hair. Her hand wandered lower and lower, but his hand clasped over hers and stopped her from going further than his lower abdomen. She gave him a quizzical look, but he took her chin and tilted it upwards to kiss her lips gently. Kevin told her that there would be other nights, but tonight was for her. Samantha tried to protest, but he was adamant. The surprise was evident on her face, but it was a happy surprise. No one had ever said anything like that before. He kissed the top of her head, smelling the strawberry shampoo, and told her to have sweet dreams. They drifted off together, dreaming only the sweetest dreams knowing that there would only be more happy times to come in the future.