Stranded with Samantha Pt.2 - Sex Stories

Stranded with Samantha Pt.2

... done anything for you. I still feel like that. I'd do anything you wanted me to to feel like that again. You're making me fall in love with you, Trace and that scares the hell out of me!" "Why, Samantha?" I asked. "It's ok to fall in love. It's not scary." "It is if you're me," she wept. "I've been keeping myself from loving anyone for most of my life. When you love people they hurt you. You could hurt me so bad. The scary part is that I would let you." "Samantha, I'm not going to hurt you. What kind of monster would I be to do that? I know how soft and beautiful you are now. It would be like hurting a kitten except worse. I'm telling you that you're precious to me. I never dreamed there was this scared little girl inside you that wants to be loved so badly. I'm going to love you for the rest of your life. Ann is going to love you to. She's going to be so happy that you opened up and let me in. She wants back in too." She looked up at me with those big blue eyes full of tears. She held my face in her hands and kissed me. "I'm going to trust you, Trace,' she said. "I'm going to give you everything I have." "Thank you, baby," I told her. "I'm going to treat you like a princess." My cock was aching hard with wanting this vulnerable, gorgeous girl. I positioned her just right and eased the head in-between her perfect lips. She moaned against my lips and I pressed into her moist wetness. I could feel her lips part and stretch tightly around the crown and it slipped inside. I ...

... immediately felt her virgin barrier. She went stiff and I froze, soaking in her heat and moisture. I kissed her again and again and when she relaxed I pushed through and two inches into her creamy pussy. She gasped and froze again. I didn't move and we repeated the process. I stopped and let her rest for a minute. Her hips began to move slightly and I drew back and began a rhythm, giving her the first few inches again and again until she was moaning and thrusting back at me. She began that cute little tremble again and I continued to fuck her slowly until I felt her contract around me. She came, the tension leaving her body and her hips bucking madly. I gave her one of the forward thrusts and this time I thrust sharply forward, burying myself inside her and claiming her pussy as my own. She squeaked and pushed her hands against my stomach. Her orgasm continued for a second or two and then she was crying a little. "Oweee," she said. "Damn, Trace! Shit that hurt. Don't move! Why did you do that? I thought we were all gentle like and slow; then you just jabbed me." I laughed and apologized. "I'm sorry baby, I'll be gentle and slow for a while now. Gentle and slow there would just have been torture. It's over now, we just had to get past it." "Well, ok, just don't make sudden movements like that until I get used to you. That hurt, Trace." "I'm sorry Samantha. It won't hurt any more." I continued to ease into her and she began to push back. When my curls meshed with hers she let out a ...