Dear Readers,
It's been a couple of years since the last installment of this story...
I did not think I would add anything to Ben and Sam's story but then a little exhibition tale sprouted in my mind and for some reason I thought that this new couple in their "honeymoon" phase would be the perfect fit.
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Enjoy!
1000dreams
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With this new day I felt like a world of possibilities had just opened up for me. My best friend had just become my lover... and what a lover he was. I was lying naked next to him and I was gently caressing his manhood after the little oral treat I had given him earlier.
"What do you want to do today?" he asked.
I looked into his eyes and kissed him. I wanted to lie there and do nothing but enjoy each other's company on our first day as a couple... and we did just that. We spent the day talking about this and that. We fed on granola bars and whatever other snacks Ben had within reach of his bed that day. We had fun imagining the reactions of our close friends trying to guess which one would be surprised and which ones would say the proverbial "finally!..."
Playing with his penis while we lay in bed was such a sexy exercise. Due to his handicap there were time when he did not seem to feel what I was doing to him but his penis would respond to my touches nonetheless. I spent the entire day playing with his monstrous organ watching it get erect then letting it soften to start over and over again. Ben was amused by my game and observed my action as if he was a bystander on the sidelines. He could clearly see that I was getting hot and bothered and I think that he made it a point not to acknowledge my rising excitement. By the time the sun started to set on the first day of our life as a couple I had enjoyed the longest foreplay of my life. I had spent an entire day of feeling the liquid heat at the center of my belly slowly simmer on the backburner while we talked and touched. My naked thighs were covered with sweat and sexual juices that had dripped from my very excited sex.
Ben the tease!
Eventually I could not take it anymore, I wanted and needed his beautiful cock in me. At nightfall, I had stopped paying attention to the conversation and started actively trying to get his huge phallus erect again with the purpose of releasing all my built up sexual desire.
"Oh boy! I am famished!" he said just as I was about to scoot down on the bed to put my mouth closer to his sex.
Before I could protest he got me to a sitting position in order to get himself out of bed from under me. Using his hyper developed arms he swiftly pulled himself into his wheelchair and was quickly dressed while I sat there with what I guess was a very disappointed look on my face.
He was like a tornado moving about the room, going to the bathroom to get washed, doing this and that while I sat on my heels. My sexual frustration was leaving me motionless while my pussy was enjoying the first physical contact of the day; my own feet under me were feeding the flames of my arousal.
"Ha! You should see yourself!" he exclaimed with a crooked smile on his face. He reached for me and lifted me onto his lap as if I weighed nothing. He laid my nude form across his lap and passed his hands all over my body avoiding all the good bits and pieces. He was driving me insane.
"You are so sexy," he said, "you've tantalized me so much these past few years while I secretly wished for your heart... tonight I'll return the favor... I want to drive you crazy with pent-up lust Sam." And as he said these words he lifted my pussy to his tender lips for just a moment then he lowered my hips again. It was cruel! My heart leapt in my chest and then sunk to the pit of my stomach. What a disappointment!
"Let's get you dressed!" he said as he got me to my feet.
I'm sure I was pouting like a spoilt child standing naked in front of him. "All my clothes are ruined with vomit. Remember?" I was trying to find any reason to stay in but he would not have it.
"Nah, you have left a bunch of clothes here over the years... I'm sure I can find something for you to wear."
"You?"
"Oh... Yes! Tonight you wear what I pick for you. There is this sexy summer dress you left a while back... You will wear it with nothing beneath it... Are you game?" he asked with a wink and a twinkle in his eyes.
Was I game? Going outside with him while wearing only a thin layer of clothing? The fire in my belly swelled further. I was a very shy girl at the time. I only wore rather baggy or conservative clothes that would hide my figure. But he was definitely appealing to one of my fantasies; one that had obsessed me for years but that I had never voiced or shared, one of these wild dreams that I had kept buried deep down... I was definitely intrigued and the flame at the core of my very aroused body was fueled by the suggestion. Would I go out with him wearing just a flimsy sundress?
I looked into his eyes and lowered them before turning a deep shade of red. "Yes" I exhaled softly unsure of what I was getting into. That acquiescence was the beginning of our exciting life together it would end-up shaping our relationship and it still does 10 years later. But when I uttered these words back then I did not know what Ben had in store for me.
"Sam," his tone was dead serious all of a sudden, "There are some things that you don't know about me," he confessed. I was still too embarrassed to look up and he continued, "I am a bit kinky." He laughed at that and it relaxed me enough to raise my gaze up to his beaming smile.
"You don't realize how happy you've made me," he said, "now I get to show off my new and very aroused girlfriend to the world. I want to make you squirm and drive you insane until you beg me for sweet release."
These words turned my boiling blood to lava. My nerves were on edge and I could not recall the last time I had felt so alive, so present in the moment.
He grabbed the flowery dress from one of the closets in his room and held it for me as I slid my arms into the flimsy straps. It was one of these light breezy dresses that buttoned-down the front. It was fairly tight fitted down to the waistline and then the skirt flared and flowed loosely and was long enough to go past my knees. The material was thin and very light very soft cotton. In the sunlight you could almost see through the fabric and that was the reason why I had never worn it after I had impulsively purchased it... and it probably was the reason why I had completely forgotten about it.
Ben kept the dress open and looked at my naked body for a few seconds before proceeding to close the buttons himself. He started at the top and lingered around my chest caressing me through the fabric as he proceeded. He was making sure that my nipples remained erect and at that point I was thankful for the big bright flowery pattern. I never stepped out without a bra always worried that people would be able to tell. Now I hoped that the dress's patterns would somewhat mask my obvious excitement...
His hands traveled south. The fabric, the heat of his touch and his breathing were all stimulating me. My body's nervous system was overloaded by all the sensations going through me.
Suddenly and without warning, he softly brushed my dripping outer labium with his fingertips. "Ooooohhhhh!" He then cupped my sex and inserted his middle finger in a fluid motion into my very slippery hole. My legs buckled from under me as I nearly climaxed from the intimate touch. His hand in my sex was the only thing holding me up and preventing me from falling forward onto his wheelchair.
I started to hump his hand in desperation to get myself off but he gently pushed me back on my feet and retracted the object fulfilling my needs.
"Later," he hushed as he caressed my downy pubes before fastening the last remaining buttons of my dress. I slipped on the shoes I had been wearing the night before.
"Let's go get dinner!"
I was flustered, my brain in a comfortable lust induced haze.
"Come on!" he commanded as he pivoted on the rear wheels of his chair. He turned around and grabbed my hand pulling me towards the door. I resisted and he spun around to face me.
"I am not sure I can do it, I don't know if I can go out dressed like this," I whispered.
"Do you trust me?" he smiled.
"Of course!" I burst out.
"Ok, then come with me. It will be fun and thrilling and you will not regret it," he said.
"I feel so exposed..."
"It's a feeling, a thrill, and a bit of a risk but you are actually decently dressed. Only you and I will know what is going on beneath your dress, that's the fun part," he explained.
"No nude streaking?" I enquired with a bashful smile.
"Well... not unless you feel like it..." he paused, "but I am not sure I want to reveal to the rest of the world the perfect body that you have kept so well hidden until now... at least not today... I am not ready to share yet," he boasted and smiled.
I exhaled a sigh of relief and followed him out of the door.
The door slammed shut behind us. There I was nude beneath my thin summer dress and the first step forward reminded me of how aroused I was. The fabric of the dress caressed my sensitive nipples. The flowing skirt caressed my legs as the warm and humid night air made its way up to my wet pussy.
If every step was going to be such an explosion to the senses I could very well reach my first orgasm before even getting to the restaurant. Ben observed me as I tried to calm myself.
A group of noisy students came out of one the residence halls across the square. As they made their way down the same path towards us my heart started pounding in my chest. They were all young underclassmen probably headed towards another end-of-the-year party. I started to panic worried that they might see anything through my dress. It was already dark outside and the lampposts along the path were the only sources of light. I was hoping that we would cross path in the dark shadows between the posts alas it was not meant to be.
A knot formed in my throat as the anxiety dampened my arousal a bit. I noticed that there were no girls amongst them. They were rowdy and noisy and did not seem to pay any attention to me as we passed them.
I relaxed.
Then out of the corner of my ear I heard what they were talking about "... wasn't that her?... puke girl?... from last night?... Yeah!... man she is hot... Yeah!... what a body... anybody know who she is?... I saw her around before... really?... are you sure?... how come no one noticed her before last night?..."
It sent chills down my spine as I accelerated my pace to get as far from them as possible. Ben followed suit with a smirk on his lips, "well, well, well... aren't you the talk of the town today?"
I punched him squarely on the shoulder as he laughed.
