By now she was 20 years old. When he left for the military obviously she wasn’t. Now a young woman all sorts of things started to happen. Hormones being the number one thing and hers ruled her life for a number of years after that.
His name is Geoffrey. He couldn’t remember all their names. It had been soooo long that it felt like forever to him. Now he’s 29 and he was in the military. A man’s man he is a gentle and quiet spoken guy who will sit, patiently, and he’ll allow you to do all the talking if that’s what you prefer.
She was very young when he originally left. They are second cousins so at the time she barely could recall who he was but these days she’s a 20 year old somewhat lively woman.
And every last hormone inside that body of hers is usually out of control. And she wants it to be as far as she’s concerned too. She’s all grown up. Her body has developed a physique that men will always stop and take a look at too. And Samantha knows it too. She has a pair of round, full sized breasts. No man she knows of has not passed her up without their eyes doing a double take on them.
Thank God she was wearing her bikini the day he got into town. She was soooo proud that he would see her in her showy bikini because she knew that it would highlight all her best features on her body.
She seemed to smile all the time that day knowing he was coming back home. Everyone appeared to noticed it about her that day too. And thank God nobody said anything about her hormonal desires which were hidden deeply within her body. Because she really truly wished someone was there to help her show all of it off.
Seeing as Geoffrey and Samantha are second cousins she still thinks he’s a catch regardless if he is her second cousin. She’s cute. He’s really, really good looking she thought. She’s short. He’s tall. She’s only 5’4” and he stands somewhere around 6’ 2”. She has her body but she knows he has a body too. When she saw his body she stared probably way too long at it. That chest, those biceps, and God overall he just stood out in every way possible.
A decision had been made. They were all going to go to a movie together that night. He personally didn’t care but he didn’t want to be the outsider and Samantha was telling herself hell yes if he’s going then I’m going too. And once she saw him, without his shirt on, she knew she wanted to sit right next to him even if he is her second cousin.
What’s more she caught on to something or so she thought she had. His eyes were checking her out or so she thought they were. She kept asking herself if he was looking at her boobs. Everyone was talking. But she was looking around and especially at him of course. When she saw his eyes they were looking right at her titties or so she thought they were, weren’t they?
Even if he is her second cousin she still liked that. Another guy, an older good looking guy is looking at my boobs she’d ask herself. She smiled to herself and told herself that she most definitely wanted to sit next to him and that body of his. She knew she wanted to know what it was like to feel a real mans body. She wanted to know what it felt like to feel his shoulders and anything else possible that she could up against her body.
She knew one thing first and foremost. She really liked him and his body too.
“So who’s going to the movie with who?” her mom called out a little later on.
There were a raise of hands. Neither Geoffrey nor Samantha had raised theirs yet. Neither knew who they were going with yet. She looked at him and he was actually looking at her. He smiled for whatever reason. When he smiled right at her she got a little aroused that he had. Come on, she said to herself. Invite him to go with you but how? How should I do it?
Do something, she thought. Do anything she told herself but what she wondered should she do. She didn’t know as he sat there and occasionally smiled in her direction. What was it about this guy that he keeps looking at me like he does? Then she figured it out.
He’s looking at my boobs. He’s looking at them again she decided. That’s like the umpteenth time he’s done that she told herself. So she decided to touch him underneath the table.
She lowered her hand. It was hidden. Nobody could see it. She reached beneath the table. Samantha lowered her hand. She touched his thigh. Everyone else was talking. She turned her head and faced his way. “Go with me okay?” she said to him under her breath.
He looked over. Yes, he felt her hand on his thigh. She saw his eyes look down. He looked back up into her eyes. He smiled at her and she saw his smile too. She finally smiled back at him as she kept her hand on his thigh. She nodded her head in a subdued manner. Nobody saw it happen. Nobody but Geoffrey saw it happen and he smiled and winked at her. And then he nodded his head back at her. She smiled back at him too.
Samantha was full of herself and she was smiling all over the place too.
The “get together” broke up somewhat. Those two got together for a couple minutes afterward and she saw him do it again. He’s looking at my boobs again. She loved it when he did it again. It turned her on. She felt a certain attraction to him once he looked at her tits again. She smiled again once she saw his eyes “focus” in on her tits.
She was very glad she touched his thigh too. That aroused her a little as she thought about it a little. She told herself she easily could do that again. She would love to reach over and touch his thigh a million times over.
She told him she’d pick him up in her truck. On the way to the movie they took a detour and she went to show him one of the old places lots and lots of couples came to so they could make out and even possibly get it on with one another.
“Ohhhhhh this place,” he said. “I remember this place,” he told her. “Had some fun times here,” he said smiling and nodding his head.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“Ohhhhhh just fun times on a date,” he came back with a smile that suggested those fun times were mischievous ones and she knew it too. “You know,” and he told her a couple things he and a date did, to a degree.
She loved what she heard as she pictured herself as the date and she envisioned his body and hands all over her body as the two of them did all the unmentionables guys and girls would do on a date. Her body “steamed” up a little as she wished it was happening to her at that moment.
She could picture it. She could see his hands touching her boobs, moving slowly, but decidedly over them and then he’d slide a hand inside her top and actually and finally touch her actual tit as well as even pinch one of her nipples too.
They’d kiss and they’d kiss and as they kissed his hands might possibly slide down into her short or pants or whatever she had on. Once that happened she could feel his hand slide into her panties and she’d feel it run over her pussy too as he told a story or two to her. She even “saw” his fingers as they dove into her pussy and get her off a little more. And finally she envision herself getting off because of what he’d said about what he and his dates ended up doing.
“Really you really did all that way back then?” she asked in a surprised tone of voice.
“Yup but that was way back in my younger years,” he told her. “I’m not sure I’d do it today. I don’t even think about it anymore.”
She was looking right at him and thinking. She was thinking real hard as he was talking about days gone by. He was smiling. She was too. But it was clear that she wished she was the one all that was happening to right now and then.
And then she said it. “Ohhhhhh Geoffrey, I’d do that with the right guy, all the time.” She looked at him hard. She looked into his eyes and wished to herself that if it was him she’d make hot passionate love to the man she was with.
“I’d take him, surround his body all over, and I’d kiss him and not just on his lips. Ohhh wow what you said to me Geoffrey,” she went on to say but stopped. “I’d love to make love to a man who really knows how to make love to a woman.”
She looked at him as they sat in the truck but then he surprised her. “You would huh? Do you really know how to make love to a man? Do you?” he asked. “It’s different you know. I understand what a woman wants and needs but a man wants and needs different things.”
She thought about his words and then asked “You mean like how a girl takes a man’s body, how a girl kisses him for a while, and how a girl touches the man but moves and takes his,” and then she stopped as he waited to hear more.
She looked down at his crotch. She stared at it for a moment and then she looked back into his eyes. But then she did it again. She stared back at his crotch. “I mean a girl can reach in and take a man’s penis and hold and rub it and finally you know,” but she didn’t say it. She would not allow herself to suck him off.
But he knew what she meant and helped her out with the words. “Yeah, I know what you’re saying. All men like it. Lot’s of girls love doing it.” And then he finally said it. “Even I love having it done,” he told her while looking right at her.
She saw his smile and then she wondered. Both were turned sideways, facing each other, but her eyes were focused on his crotch. He saw them too. She looked at it with an appeal of sorts in her eyes but then she looked up into his eyes. Not seeing that he was paying any attention to her she looked back down at his crotch and then back into his eyes.
“Do you like what you’ve seen?” he said.
“Huh, what?” she said.
“For the last minute or so I noticed how your eyes have been looking down here,” and he pointed down at his crotch. “Do you like to look at guys’ crotch’s a lot?”
“Oh uh umm no,” she said lying to him. “Uh uhhh,” she went on to add. “I uh don’t,” but she stopped and corrected herself. “I didn’t mean to uhhh look at your umm crotch.”
He wore a smile on his lips when he went on to say “Yes you did Samantha. I saw it in your eyes. I’m getting the feeling you’d like to hold my penis. Would you like to do that some time?”
She turned a bright shade of red and was shaking her head no as he waited for her reply. She did not know how to answer him and so he said, as he looked around, “Well out here is probably one of the worst places to mess around doing that. But I guess I wouldn’t mind a visitor some time in the early morning,” he went on to say as his soft, affectionate eyes looked right into hers. Maybe, you know, you and I could get together at the house some time early in the morning. And I think I’d prefer that too.”
She flipped out. She couldn’t believe what he’d just said to her.
