Part 1
Samuel Johnson was, in many ways, a lucky man. He was brought up in a very loving home. He had two parents who truly cared for him. He had two younger sisters who were fun to be around. They lived in a nice middle class neighborhood.
Sam did well in school. He graduated with high honors from college. He started a business, and it was doing well. It had 75 employees and was bringing in good money.
But the luckiest thing to happen to Sam was meeting Shelly. Both were juniors in high school when they came together. Shelly was beautiful and fun loving. She had black hair and green eyes. She worked out and was always in shape. They dated until the end of their freshman year at college. Then they married.
Sam had been a virgin until his wedding night. Once he and Shelly first made love it was a very active sexual union. He enjoyed giving her long, deep, tongue entangling kisses. His hands would roam all over her body as their tongues danced together. She in turn would caress his body. On thing about Sam was that he much better enjoyed watching Shel undress then undressing her. However, he also more enjoyed her undressing him then stripping for her.
A normal sexual encounter would go like this. After the kissing and touching had been going for several minutes, Sam would usually sit. Shelly would then begin to disrobe. She would slowly unbutton her top as she began to talk to him. Now, Shelly was not a person who would normally swear. Once in a great while she might say damn or shit when she became extremely excited or startled. However, when it came to sex, she was always very verbal and graphic. While unbuttoning her top she would begin to tell Sam what was in store for both of them
She would tell him how badly she wanted to fuck him. Caressing her boobs through her bra she would tell him she wanted him to kiss her tits and suck on them. Then she would undo the front clasps and slowly remove the bra. Her breasts were a good size. Not watermelons but certainly not small. She would pinch her nipples and tell him how stiff they were. Her nipples were bigger than most and stuck out proudly when excited. She said she wanted him to stick his dick between her breasts and fuck them.
Next, she would begin to remove her skirt or pants. It was always done slowly, with a wide smile on her face. Once removed, she would stand there in only her panties. She would slowly rub her pussy through the material. She would tell him how wet she was becoming. She would say that she could not wait for him to love her with his tongue, cause her to flow more, and drink up her cum.
She would then turn around and remove her panties. Her hands would caress her backside. She would tell him she wanted many kisses on her cheeks. Then she would spread her cheeks and say how she wanted to feel his tongue in her asshole. She would then bend over. She knew this position excited him. She would always ask which hole he would prefer to enjoy, my pussy this time or my ass. She would then face him and add, or just my mouth. He would then see her uncovered cunt. It was always trimmed but not bare. Her lips protruded just a little.
She would then walk over to him as he stood up. Most times she would ask him if he was ready for the fuck of his life. She would press her body to his and they would then share a long, very energetic, kiss. She always felt great in his arms. After the kiss, she would begin to remove his shirt. Once off, she would slowly rub his chest and nibble on his nipples.
She would undo the belt, unzip the fly of his pants, unsnap them and let them fall. She would then feel his now harden cock through his underpants. They would then kiss again. She would drop to her knees and pull down the underpants. He would step out of his pants. Then she would engulf his cock with her mouth and start sucking. He would gently hold her head as it bobbed up and down. Her warm mouth was heavenly. She would stop sucking and lick the shaft. Then she would suck on his balls. Then she would suck some more. Her beautiful eyes would look up at him. Her hand would reach around and tickle his asshole.
After the blowjob, she would stand up, grab hold of his dick, and ask if he was just going to stand there with that shit eating grin or was he going to fuck her. Then Sam would take over. He usually chose where the fucking was going to take place: they screwed all over the house, and what type of fucking it was to be. Sometimes he would just have her suck him off and he would eat her out. Sometimes he would screw her cunt. Sometimes he would screw her ass. Every once in a while he would fuck her titties. Sometimes the routine would change, but this was by far the one most often followed
As I said, Sam was a lucky man. Another fortunate thing to happen in Sam's life was the birth of his only child, Amanda. No one could have asked for a better child.
Part 2
Thirteen years after Amanda was born, Sam's luck ran out. Shelly came down with lung cancer. She lived for six months and then died. He was devastated. The only thing keeping him from taking his own life was his responsibility of taking care of Amanda. Life for them for the next five years was routine but fun and fulfilling. It brought Sam and Mandy close together. Each weekday he would go to work and come home around 5pm. Once home he left work behind. He would eat dinner with Mandy. Then they worked on her homework, watched TV, went to a movie, or played games. The only thing that interfered with this was any practice or game/match she might have. He would go to all her games. Weekends were for each of them to do their own things. As Mandy became older, this was the days for her to go on dates. Dating was one thing Sam had not done since Shelly's death.