9 comments/ 103116 views/ 37 favorites Being with Ben By: Chased This is my first submission. Let me know what you think. Samantha stood in front of the full-length mirror in her room. Pulling her long blonde hair back into a tight ponytail. Many people compared her to Betty from the Archie comics. Sweet, wholesome, and with a killer body. Only Sam didn't have an Archie. Her 18th birthday was last week and has been without a boyfriend for over a year. Normally it didn't bother her to be alone, but today was the day of her family reunion. And usually Samantha had a stud on her arm. Everyone always knew what kind of guys Sam brought, tall well-built (well hung but they didn't know that) boys with brown hair and blue eyes. Although Sam never had problems finding guys under that description she always found it difficult to find one with the brains to go with the brawn. Growing up she always watched wrestling with her brother, not for the action but for the cut pectorals, impressive pipes, and ripped abs. But now at 16 Sam found watching such guys didn't do it for her anymore and was tired of her hands being the only one visiting her sex. At 16 Sam snagged her first boyfriend of whose incredible linebacker build kept her wet all through their time together. But he was dumb as a rock. Next came the twins at the gym whom she dated separately and also secretly from the other. Which was fun again, but...eventually it had to end when one found out about the other. "Sam, come on! Grandpa has the boat waiting." Sam's mother called up to the opening where Sam's attic bedroom laid. "I'll be right down!" Sam called back down. Taking one last look at her cropped tank top and cut-offs she decided this was good enough. They were taking the boat over from their cottage to Sam's great uncle's cottage down the lake. After climbing down and jogging down the 15 steps to the dock, Sam joined her family and took her seat beside her father in the front of the pontoon boat. It was the Cadillac of water transportation. Approaching her great uncle's Sam noticed about 60 people milling about on the long green lawn. Which mean a lot more of the extended family showed then was expected. Sam's heart skipped a beat. Maybe Benny was there. She thought to herself. They were 3rd cousins and were inseparable as children. Until his father got a job offer out of town. Both Sam and Benny were heartbroken. Under Sam's bed she had a photo album of pictures from when her and Benny were little. Numerous pictures of the two of them hugging, kissing and dancing. At four years old it was all very innocent. And on Benny's rare visits to home they always visited as long as they possibly could. Benny's dad (Sam's great uncle) always joked on how Benny was the love of her life after meeting the male bimbos she kept bringing to the reunions. It was 3 years since Sam last saw Benny, his tall frame, his crystal blue eyes, his dimples, and his messy brown hair that was always in his eyes. He was a heartbreaker. "Sam? SAM!" Her mother called, waving her hand in front of her daughter's face. "What?" Sam looked around. Everyone was off the boat, hugging and greeting relatives that were on the dock helping them tie up the boat. "Oh!" Sam climbed off and absently hugged and greeting with a few cousins, all the while scanning the crowd. Holy Shit! Ben thought to himself. Looking over at the dock Ben almost dropped his beer. A crime in Canadian culture. Ben had watched as the smooth riding boat pulled up, knowing his favourite cousin would be on that boat. Ben sat back down in his chair and watch Sammy hug his grandfather. She had to be about 5'6" and filled out the way guys' only dream about. With a "C" chest, athletic body and long blonde hair. Which he noticed was pulled back just how he remembered. Which he didn't mind, it meant he could see her beautiful face better. Her full pouty red lips, her sky blue eyes her cheeks that were always pink, giving her a look of innocence at all times. As Ben looked down her long legs he felt his dick get hard and did the only thing he could think of. Place his cold beer on his shorts hoping to reduce the swelling. He couldn't believe he was growing hard over his cousin. In the back of his mind he wasn't surprised, if they weren't blood he would haul her to the woodshed and make her scream with pleasure. Snapping out of his daydream he saw that she was looking around. For me? He thought. Then their eyes locked. Blood rushed back to his cock, making him more then uncomfortable. There was so much electricity between their meeting of the eyes that Ben was surprised everyone couldn't feel it. Then he realized their cousin Mark was talking to him. Looking at Mark broke the connection. Immediately he looked back, only to find her bent over a cooler fishing out a vodka cooler. (Their family wasn't picky about underage drinking) Watching her bend over and her tight ass peek out a bit under her shorts almost made him shoot right there. His cock was trying to give any freestanding tower a run for its money. Ben began to panic. There were about 60 people here and Ben didn't want to draw attention to one of nature's pain in the asses. "It's been a while since you have been back, eh?" Mark asked. "Uh yeah." Ben replied to the best of his abilities considering his lack of blood. "Listen, go jump in the water." Mark said pointedly. "What?" Ben looked up at the guy. Completely confused. "The water is freezing!" Mark looked at Ben. "Exactly. You know how many cold swims I had to take around Sam? I am used to her now, I can handle it better. But do you really want to be pulled aside by your grandmother about lusting after relatives?" Mark asked, looking in the direction of his and Ben's grandmother, making their way over. "Good point." Ben ran the short distance to the lake and jumped off the short dock, praying the water will do its job. Sam watched as her gorgeous cousin dived into the water with grace. When she finally saw him she couldn't take her eyes off him. Her mouth started to water and her nipples started to become rock hard without being touched. He filled out beautifully. He was a fantasy come to life. At 6'2" with beautiful sculpted muscles and deep tan that enhanced how toned he was and was a stark contrast to his bright blue eyes. While half listening to her grandfather and Uncle's conversation about people who used to work at the Mill, Sam took in the whole sight of him. His chiselled bare chest, his full lower lip that was perfect for kissing, his shorter cropped hair that looked downy soft to his nice calves that had a sprinkle of dark hair. He was better looking then all of her ex's, the best quality of each of them. Then it hit Sam. She based her ex's on Benny. Only none of them had his brains. And considering he got into college on an academic scholarship she assumed he was no dimwit. When Benny began to climb back out of the water, Sam felt her mouth go dry, watching all the water roll of his body, wanting to lick up every last droplet. Her fingers itched to run down the planes of his body, to kiss his square jaw, to run her tongue across the groves of his eight-pack. Sam shook her head. What am I doing? He is my cousin! I have to stop thinking of him this way! Sam thought to herself. "Hey Sam have you said hi to Ben yet?" Her aunt asked, holding a cooler of her own. "Uh no, not yet, he was...swimming." Sam explained, trying to form a cohesive response. "Well..." Her aunt nudged Sam forward towards the dock. "Go say hi!" Sam walked towards him with lead feet. Her stomach was in knots. Under her breath she was muttering greetings, trying to see which one sounded best. Although her mind was coming up with much more dirty greetings. Every step that Sam took towards Benny became electrically charged. As if a magnet was pulling her towards him. When he saw her coming, Sam noticed him stiffen, as if about to go into battle. "Hi." They said at the same time. Standing a safe foot apart from each other while Ben towelled off. "How are you?" Sam asked, proud that her voice didn't sound shaken. "Good good. How have you been?" Ben asked, trying to sound casual, while his body was literally shaking. "Excellent. Wow that water must be cold." "What do you mean?" Ben looked down checked to see if anything was exposed and looking smaller then normal. "Your shivering. Here I'll give you a hug, warm you up." Sam smiled trying play it cool. Sam stepped towards Ben, who dropped his towel. When in his embrace she felt his skin was cool from the water. But at the same time was burning her up. Ben gave her a loving hug, feeling brave after buying him some time with his quickie swim. Although he started to feel the effects wear off a bit sooner then he would have liked. What Ben would have liked is to keep Sam in his arms for a long time. Somehow she just felt right. But her curves were also turning him on, and he felt his blood begin to rush to his groin. Ben jumped out of her arms. He saw her confusion and blushed. Luckily she didn't feel it. "Your awfully warm." Ben stumbled at his lame excuse. "Yeah I was tanning before we came. I was thinking of having a swim. Want to join me?" Sam asked, something in the back of her mind was telling her there was another reason for his sudden departure. "Uh sure." Ben turned and dived into the water welcoming the cool wake up call. After surfacing Ben turned to see Sam slowly pulling her top off. Her eyes focused on him. To anyone watching it was just a girl getting ready for a dip, but for them, it was a sexually charged show, meant for their eyes. Ben watched as she slowly pulled the zipper down on her shorts, the sound of the metal teeth deafening. As Sam bent over to pull her shorts down Ben got a great view of Sam's full cleavage, her areolas edge showing just slightly from the edge of her small bikini. With a wicked grin Sam dived in, cutting the water like a knife. Ben looked in the direction of where she would surface, remembering her outstanding swimming ability he knew she could end up a lot further out then most people. Suddenly he felt a pair of hands at his ankles, sliding gently up his legs. Soon Ben felt her breasts brush against his legs as she shimmied up his body with a swimmer's grace. He almost stopped breathing when he felt her hand inches from his dick on her intimate trek to the surface. Ben could feel his blood rushing back south, despite the cold water. FUCK he thought to himself. But considering the way she was looking at him earlier, Ben had a feeling maybe she wouldn't care that much that she was turning him on. Soon as Sam got to the surface Ben felt her hands on his head and before he knew it he was dunked. Which meant one thing...WAR. Ben and Sam spent a while wrestling and tossing each other into the water, relishing in the opportunity to touch each other without raising question. Ben wrapped his arms around Sam's waist, preparing to toss her over his head when his dick pushed up against her ass. Despite the clothing it fit well into the little groove of her cheeks. All action stopped. Sam slowly rubbed her ass against Ben's cock, making it swell even more. "Sam honey are you okay?" Ben's mother called, a look of concern on her face. "I-I'm okay cousin Judy." Sam stumbled. Trying to wipe the look of shock off her face. Never in a million years did she think Ben had such a thick dick. It felt as if she was sitting on a log, a warm throbbing log. Sam was very wet and it wasn't from the water. "Ben I am going to go dry off." Sam broke from their embrace and swam back to shore, confused and troubled by the intimate feelings she was developing so quickly for her cousin. Looking back she saw Ben was still in the water. He was doing laps between the dock and the raft, obviously trying to cool down. Sam decided to grab another vodka cooler and visit with her family. That after all was her reason for coming. Ben watched Sam from the other end of the picnic table. She was involved in a conversation with her uncle about his cottage. Apparently he just bought one a few doors down from her family cottage. Which made the count up to 12 different Blackstone's on the lake. Yay for them. Ben thought to himself. He was still thinking about his encounter with Sam in the water. Dinner was over, most of the family had a considerable amount of alcohol in their system, including himself. He found out some interesting things about Sam since he has been gone. Like that she will be attending a college down south near his own University, also no one called her Sammy anymore. Just as no one called him Benny. Suddenly Sam's uncle jumped up. Checking the little black box attached to his hip. He was one few sober here, and he was sober for that reason. "Well everyone it's been great, but duty calls." He smiled. "Aww bummer! Well it was great visiting with you Uncle Roger." Sam smiled. "Maybe next time you can show me the new cottage." "Better yet, why don't you stay there with Steve tonight. So I don't have to take him with me." Roger tossed her the keys to his cottage. Referring to his 10 year old son who was busy playing in the water with many of the kids. "Sure, I don't mind." Sam smiled. Steve would probably go to sleep at a decent time, leaving the big screen and a fridge of alcohol at her disposal. With that Roger waved goodbye to his son and took off for town to save lives. After another hour most of the family left except for a few that were planning to go to Sam's cottage to continue a bit more partying without disturbing the older set. Sam snuck a look over at Ben who is engrossed in a conversation with his mother and Sam's mom. Apparently they didn't feel he was sober enough to drive back to town. Frustrated Ben's mother turned to Sam. "Samantha honey, do you mind if Ben sleeps over at Roger's camp with you? I don't think he is fit to drive home." She asked. "Mom I'm fine." Ben argued quietly. This was a battle he wanted to lose. To agree right away after disputing the fact for 15 minutes would cause suspicion. Sam's heart skipped a beat and could feel her pussy grow wet again at the idea of Ben and her sleeping under the same roof. "Sure." Sam shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant about the idea. Over to her side she heard a few of her younger cousins and Steve beg to not be separated yet. Apparently Bev's twins and Steve weren't quite ready to end the party. 'Hey Sam, is it cool if Steve comes with us? I can drop him off in the morning." Bev hollered over the pleading children. Sam's heart stopped altogether. Her and Ben ALONE! At the cottage alone, no kids, no family, no eyes. "Sure." Sam choked out. At the same time she heard Ben give in to his mother. He'd be coming home with her tonight. The two of them...all alone. Ben took in the sights of the massive cottage. Outside was a hot tub and the inside had every luxury from a massive television and stereo to two refrigerators and a pool table. It was paradise and it was his and Sam's for the night. Every since his mother made that offer Ben has been completely hard thinking about the possibilities. He knew nothing could or should happen, but in his dick was telling him he could not pass up this chance. Ben sobered up during the last few hours over at Sam's family cottage. But he pretended to be drunk, just in case anyone had the idea he could drive home now. Sam was looking sober as well. Sam drew her fingers slowly over the velvety soft material of her uncle's overstuffed couch. "Okay I will see you two tomorrow." Sam's grandfather announced as he walked out the door heading back to his own cottage where the party was still going on. Sam stiffened. She was anxious, nervous, and excited in every sense. She had no idea what Ben was planning. Would he just stay up and watch television? Go to sleep? Sam wanted to know, but didn't want to ask. Her mind said she shouldn't care, but her body was screaming for Ben's rough hands to caress her skin again. Ben watched as glimpse of apprehension flashed across Sam's face. Was she worried he'd make a move on her? Or was she worried he wouldn't? How do you approach this? He thought to himself. He'd be a lot more confident if it wasn't for the fact they were bonded by blood. But between their swim and the stories he heard from various family members, Ben realized he loved her. His ex's didn't mean a thing compared to this girl- no! Woman. There wasn't one thing on her body that said girly, not from her firm ass to her slim waist to her more mature face and well rounded breasts. Man he wanted her now. "So you wanna play a game of pool?" Sam's eyes lit up at the idea. It was a good icebreaker that required no contact or specific skill. "Sure. You break." Ben watched as Sam put the balls in the little triangle, but unfortunately it was the rack that was on his mind. Normally he was an ace pool player, but Ben had a feeling he may be a bit distracted tonight. Ben lined up the white ball and hit it towards the crowd. The crack was almost enough to make them jump. They were too aware of each other to be doing anything other then what people normally when who are attracted. A few solids slid into the corner pockets signifying the balls he was now going for. After a few shots it was Sam's turn. Ben walked over to where his beer was sitting and was treated to a full view of Sam's cleavage as she lined up her shot. After sinking one Ben noticed Sam seemed to be in a bit of distress. Sam was having a bitch of a time trying to line up her balls when all she could think about were Ben's balls. He was sitting comfortably in front of her, his ankle resting on his knee, giving her a view up his shorts. Although nothing could really be seen, the darken trail of his leg hair held promise, all he had to do was shift a bit to the left... Sam's shot went wild and she ended up scratching felt rather then hitting the ball. Ben laughed at the strain of curses coming out of Sam mouth. Apparently she didn't mean to test the strength of the green felt. "Easy, easy, you can re-shoot." Her knew this was his opportunity. A chance for him to get close to Sam. The only question was, should he? Should he break the barriers of family and make a move on who could very well be the love of his life? "You were lining up the wrong ball anyway. You should be going for that ball. Its actually the easiest shot. Want me to show you how?" Ben asked, putting his hand just above hers on the pole. He gently brushed her hand with his. He saw Sam's desire flash through her eyes. They were definitely on the same page. "Sure" Sam whispered and turned to the table. Ben brought his hand to her waist to guide her to the best location for the shot. His had was tingling from the contact. Then she did what he only dreamed of doing again since the swim. She bent over. Ben felt himself lean into her ass and his cock started to grow hard again. Sam gasped dropped the pool cue on the table. Obviously she knew what she was feeling. Sam spun around. She couldn't handle it anymore. Sam looked into Ben's blue eyes and knew their relationship was forever changed. She had to be with him. She had never felt such a pull to any man ever. Not like Ben. And Sam was going to have Ben tonight...right now. Sam's lips collided with Ben's. His soft lips did not seem as surprised as she was expecting. Sam laced her hands through the hair at the nape of his neck. Sam felt Ben's hands slide down her back to her ass, where he cupped her firm cheeks. Sliding his fingers under her shorts to touch the heated skin Sam knew this was not going to stop here. Ben moaned into her mouth. She was so hot. Her lips were soft and eager. Ben got a tasty grip on Sam's ass and lifted her onto the pool table. In which she immediately butted her body against and wrapped her legs around his waist. Grinding herself against Ben's hard cock. Ben almost winced with pain. He wanted her now. Ben pushed his tongue into Sam's mouth, deepening the kiss. He could feel her nails digging into his back. Slipping his hand between them he could feel how wet she was though her shorts. Sam whimpered and pushed her breasts against his chest, wanting more contact then their clothing was allowing. Ben couldn't wait anymore. He pulled her top over her head, only breaking the kiss for a second, revelling in her sweet taste. He felt her reach back as she undid her bra. Ben broke the kiss to look down. Her breasts were perfect. Perky with contrasting areolas and nipples that were just a little wider then a pencil tip eraser. Ben bent down and took one into his mouth. Giving it a long suck, swirling his tongue around the nipple and giving it a nip every once and a while, loving the way she yelped then asked him to do it again. Sam's hands were now trying to free him from his shirt. Ben quickly shrugged off the t-shirt. But before he could return to pleasuring her he felt her lips on his chest. Looking down he saw her eyes on his, while she swirled her tongue around his own nipple. And then he felt her tongue travel more south. It trailed slowly across his abs, dipping at his belly button. Ben knew she was planning to go more south. But if she did he would lose all control and he didn't want to spend anymore time without her silken walls surrounding him. "Now. Sam I need you now!" Sam's shaky fingers unsnapped his shorts and about made Ben cum right there. While Ben was discarding his shorts and tossing Sam's shorts aside he heard the sound of pool balls clacking followed by a soft thud. He chuckled when he realized what she was doing. In their moment of intense passion she was clearing the pool table for them. "Aww your sweet Hun-" Ben stopped short when he saw Sam on all fours on the pool table, swatting the balls in with her hand like a cat. Her pussy was exposed and shiny due to how wet she was. Her drooling cunt was just inches from his face. He had to take a taste. Being with Ben Sam gasped the instant she felt her cousin's tongue on her open gash. Sam pushed her ass back on his warm mouth. Never had her boyfriends ever gone down on her. They all thought it was disgusting. Sam had no idea it would feel this good. Sam fell forward onto her elbows groaning in absolute pleasure that Ben was giving her with his tongue and gentle lips. Coaxing her to the edge of climax. She knew it was coming soon. "BEN!!!!!!!" Sam screamed. Ben needed to be inside her NOW. He grabbed Sam's hips and flipped her over on her back. Giving her no time to recover from her orgasm. Sam's eyes were wide in surprise. But Ben wanted to be able to kiss her, tuck his head into the crook of her shoulder, and more importantly look into her eyes. Because he knew he'd be seeing the same complete love that he felt for her. He covered her body with his. His thick cock poised at her entrance. Ready to hit home. Ben slowly slid into Sam's opening, her hands slowly making their way up his arms to rest on his back. Ben gave a guttural groan when he was completely inside Sam. "Wow you're a big boy aren't you!" She panted, feeling his full 8 inches long 2 and half inches thick stretch her to new limits. Ben gave a strained chuckle. The sensations surrounding his dick were amazing. Then he realized why. He didn't have on a condom. "Oh God! Sam!" Ben began to pull up and off Sam's body when he felt her strong legs wrap around his waist and lock him in. He was bound to her. "Don't worry I am on the pill. No babies." Sam reached up and kissed his lips. Ben slowly started to rock in and out of Sam's body. Her moans were low and throaty, adding to Ben's need to make her come again. He drew himself up onto his elbows and began to pump into her harder. Her walls contracting and squeezing his over stimulated dick to the point the was afraid it would be over too soon. Then Ben realized she just had a silent climax. Which fuelled him to pump harder. Soon he was ramming like a jackhammer. Sam's vocalizations were now almost screams, her nails were digging into his back almost to the point of pain. But Ben didn't care, he had her right where he wanted her. Sam licked a little sweat off Ben's chest. His deep grunts turning her on more then she could have ever imagined. She could feel every vein of his cock as he moved in and out of her. His speed was building her up again, and she knew this was it. Her whimpers of pleasure were uncontrollable and they seem to do primal things to Ben, making him want to enter deeper and harder, just how she wanted it. He was going to cum soon and she was going to go over that cliff with him. Sam gently pulled his head towards her and whispered in his ear. "Now Benny, cum in me now." And give his ear a lick for good measure. Ben locked their groins together. "ARRRRRRRRRRGH" Ben scream into the air as jets of his sperm shot out of his dick and splashed the back wall of Sam's cunt. At the same time her ear piercing scream rang out. His whole body was sated and sleepy. He let his weight rest on Sam a bit, she made him more tired then any woman ever had. Sam slowly rubbed her hands up and down Ben's back and gave him a soft kiss on his jaw. After a few minutes Ben lifted Sam into his arms and brought her to the master bedroom where a king-sized bed waited. Ben laid Sam in the middle of the bed, where she smiled up at him. It made his heart contract. "I love you Samantha." Tears welled up in Sam's eyes. "I love you too." Sam opened her arms and Ben laid into them. Knowing a new kind of bliss as he laid there with the love of his life. Ben felt himself grow hard as he tenderly kissed his cousin. The fact that she was a relative started to creep back into his mind. Ben broke the embrace and look deep into Sam's eyes. "What do we tell everybody?" To Be Continued... Being with Ben Ch. 02 Sam stood at the stove cooking some aromatic bacon and eggs for herself and Ben. The weight of his words earlier were on her shoulders. What do they tell their family about this? Ben was in the shower cleaning off the remains of last night. Sam itched to join him and give his body some special attention. But she needed to think. So Sam opted to cook breakfast while he cleaned up. Maple bacon and eggs were a personal favourite. While flipping the eggs the phone rang. "Hello?" "Hi Sam!" Bev's cheery voice rang over the phone. "The whole family is meeting over at your grandfather's for lunch, so how about I bring Steve there." Bev asked. "Sure that is fine." Sam agreed and after a quick goodbye hung up. Her little cousin will not be showing up today. The reason she was at her uncle's cottage was because she was supposed to watch him. But fate seemed to keep throwing her curve balls and it ended up Ben and her rather then a babysitting night. Sam never experienced a night of passion like the one she just went through. Her body still hummed in pleasant satisfaction. But she wanted more, more kisses, more licks, more groans of pleasure. Because she loved Ben. God help her she loved her cousin. Ben walked up behind his cousin and wrapped his arms around her, making her jump. "Hey gorgeous." He nuzzled into her ear. "Hey yourself. I made you breakfast." Sam turned in his arms and gave him a loving kiss. "I am feeling hungry for something more then food." Ben growled into her ear, feeling his erection grow. Sam turned away and out of his embrace, tending to the food. "What's up honey?" Ben asked. "Lets eat, we need to talk." Sam handed him a full plate of food. Ben nodded, as much as he wanted to get in her now, he knew they had to discuss what to do. Ben sat down across from Sam at the oak dinning table. He could taste the salty goodness of the bacon on his tongue but his mind and his eyes were on Sam. He'd do whatever she asked of him. If she cut off their relationship right now, he'd allow it, if she didn't he'd be the happiest man alive. Because Ben loved her and would do anything to make her happy, even if it meant pretending nothing ever happened between them. "Do you like your food?" Sam asked. "Yeah, your food is excellent." Ben nodded, for all he knew he could be eating a boot, his mind was elsewhere. Then Sam turned her blue eyes on him. It was obvious she had come to a decision. "Where did you get accepted to school?" Ben's eyebrows shot up in surprise, not the topic he was expecting. "Uh I am going to Western in the fall." Ben replied unsure as to where this was going. Sam nodded. "I got accepted to Fanshawe College." Pure excitement shot through Ben. As of this fall they'd both be living in the same town hours away from their closest relatives. She was going to give them a chance. "We wont tell them. Because to be honest I am not ready to let you go yet. I just found you." Sam admitted. Ben looked at her straight in the eyes. Part of him wanted to whoop with excitement and happiness and the other half wanted to shed a tear of joy. But being a man he did neither. Ben cleared their half-eaten plates of food and approached Sam, one thing on his mind. Making love to the woman he loved. Sam's eyes grew wide when Ben approached her with a predatory walk. His crystal blue eyes focused on her as if there was nothing else in the room. A zing travelled down to Sam's stomach and lower. Obviously Ben had no problems with her idea and if anything seemed more turned on by the fact. If the thick ridge in his shorts were any indication. Sam knew she was already wet. Sitting across the table from that solid wall of prime male specimen was difficult. She knew she had to think, but a lot of her wanted to forget the morality of the issue and crawl onto his lap. Ben stood in front of her, towering down on her seated frame. Sam quickly made gone her t-shirt and stood up to remove her shorts. She didn't bother with bra and underwear because she knew they would had a bit more exercise soon. Looking over she saw Ben did away with his only piece of clothing, his shorts and his cock was laying heavy on his stomach. Sam reached out and grasped it, slowly jerking it paying extra attention to the sensitive underside of the head. Sam stood on her tip toes and gave Ben a gentle kiss. Ben stood stiffly for a second as if trying compose himself. "Come on Benny...let go." Sam licked his lower lip. Ben suddenly kissed her hard and passionately, like a man possessed. Ben backed her up to the table and lifted her onto the table. Sam broke the kiss chuckling. "Wow déjà vu. Last night the pool table and today the kitchen table?" Sam asked, giving him a playful lick on the nose. "I want to try every surface in here before I have to leave." Ben kissed the inside of Sam's neck as he plunged his tumescent tool inside Sam's soft sheath. Sam felt a shiver of pleasure roll through her when Ben entered her. The dinning room table was shorter and they connected wonderfully without Ben climbing up to join her. Sam felt Ben's fingers bite into her ass as he pumped himself in and out of her in a rough manner. The table squeaked in protest of the action. But Sam didn't care, the friction was so wonderful she didn't want it to stop. Sam dragged her lips across Ben's heated flesh, tasting his fresh sheen of sweat on his pectorals. With every flick of her tongue Ben's grunts grew louder. Sam wrapped her legs around his hips and trailed one fingernail up his spine. Ben immediately slowed down to a more relaxed pace, driving slow deep thrusts into her. "Damn woman your going to make me cum." Ben growled while leaning her back onto the table. "And that would be a bad thing?" Sam asked coyly. She smiled in self satisfaction until she felt Ben's lips on her stomach, making her gasp. Their sex was still lock with him deep inside her, but now he was exploring the territory he charted last night. Ben gave a quick lick into her bellybutton then started a lazy trail up her stomach towards her breasts. Sam's hands were laced through his thick brown hair, and soft moans of pleasure continued to purr out of her throat. Her cousin was a lover like no other. When his lips met her breasts Sam gasped with pleasure and held his head there, not wanting it to end. Sam arched into his greedy mouth and began to flex the inner walls of her cunt, which got a strangled noise from Ben. He looked up into Sam's face and gave a wicked grin. "Two can play that game." Ben replied giving a strong thrust back into Sam. Sam grinned wide, happy they were on the same page. Soon Ben's pace picked up and Sam's pants became erratic and uneven. She began to twist and writhe under his constant attention. Sam began to whimper the one noise that seemed to fuel Ben to another plateau, a strong jackhammer thrust that made the poor oak table screech with protest. But neither of them cared. Sam felt that familiar feeling build up inside her, she was going to come soon. Sam reached up to wrap her arms around Ben's neck. "Soon!" Ben grunted between lightening thrusts. "BEN!!!!!!!!!!" Sam screamed in pleasure, which was immediately followed by Ben's massive growl. Sam was still feeling the starbursts between her eyes when Ben began to sway backwards. Before Sam knew it they were both on the floor. Ben unceremoniously landed on his ass and Sam landed on him, with his cock still deep inside her. Ben's unfocused eyes tried to fix on her. Ben's legs went weak and he lost his balance. A definite new one for him. Sam came with him for the fall, she could have easily unwrapped her legs and let him fall. But she went with him, keeping him inside her, although a bit more pressure and it would have hurt his balls. He supported their weight with one arm and wrapped the other around her waist, keeping her close. God he was lucky and he knew it. Ben began to kiss her neck taking time to nibble on her ear. "See what you do to me Sammy?" Ben asked in a hushed tone, feeling slippery and sated again. Sam smiled at him sexily. "Guess we'll have to shower again." "Actually..." Ben looked towards the door leading to the dock. "How about a swim?" "Sure." Sam detangled herself from Ben and went for her bathing suit. It was about 10 o'clock a.m. not a good time to try skinny dipping. After a few minutes Sam and Ben were submerged in the cool water, cleaning off the sweat and playfully splashing each other. In the distance Ben could hear arguing. The voices seemed familiar. "Do you hear that?" Sam stopped and swam out away from the dock, hoping to see where the action was down the lake. Ben followed and was shocked to his grandfather and Sam's grandfather shouting at each other from the top of their lungs. Both were looking red faced and prepared to throw a punch any second. Sam and Ben looked at each other. Both fearing the worst. Ben and Sam quickly tossed some clothes over their wet suits and slipped on a pair of shoes to walk over the bumpy terrain to the other camp. Hopefully they could be of some assistance. Drawing closer to the other cottage they could hear snippets of the yelling. Slut and advantage were heard by Ben's grandfather, the words in-between were unidentifiable. And then they could here Player and preying being vocalized by Sam's grandfather. This was making Ben and Sam more nervous. The topic becoming more and more obvious with every step. Sam laced her hand through Ben's. Looking for encouragement while preparing to go into battle. The shouts became clear as they stepped out of the path near the shed. "That little slut seduced my grandson while he was drunk. Only someone from your alcoholic family would do that." Ben's grandfather hollered, poking an accusatory finger into the other man's chest. "Oh please your grandson is always talking about his more recent lay. My granddaughter was nothing but prey to that oversexed jock." Sam's grandfather stomped closer, fists balled tightly. Sam stood there in shock. She had never hear the two brothers go at it before. It was obvious of whom they were talking about. "Guys please stop fighting I can explain!" Sam stepped forward, her hands still laced with Ben's, who followed. "There is no need Sam, your sister walked over to get you up and saw you and Ben on the kitchen table having sex." Sam's mother supplied, the anger obvious in her voice. "Mom I can explain-" Sam started to say. "Save it!" Sam's mother threw her hand up in the air and turned her head away. "No I want to hear what REALLY happened." Sam's grandfather declared. Obviously wanting to settle who seduced whom. Sam's eyes looked from one half of her family to the other. Her love for Ben has divided her family. "It wasn't a case of one person seducing the other. We became attracted to each other at the reunion and it intensified. No we weren't having sex. We were making love." Sam tried to explain. "We love each other." Ben added, squeezing her hand. "Well.." Sam's father looked around. "I was right!" He smiled proudly. Sam grandfather groaned in a playful way and shoved his son jovially. "Smart ass. I am just glad it wasn't forced." He turned to Ben's grandfather. "I'm sorry for what I called your grandson. Just lookin' after my own is all." "Understandable, no hard feelings?" Ben's grandfather asked. "Nah." The brother's hugged and went for the beer cooler. Sam's mouth gaped open. "You guys aren't upset?" Sam couldn't believe her ears. "Most of us aren't honey. The reason Ben's dad took the job out of town was to cool you two off. You didn't know moral boundaries and were all over each other at 4 years old. I said it would be a matter of time before the two of you reconnected, your mother hoped you'd take a different path." Sam's father looked over to his wife that was taking a walk alone down by the other dock. "Give her some time and she'll come around. "You guys better clean that place up before your done with it." Ben's aunt added, turning back to her conversation. "....Okay..." Ben agreed. "So you guys don't care that we, who are cousins, are in love?" Ben asked, unable to accept it. "Yes. Like I always told Sammy, you are the love of her life. Most of the family already accepted that the two of you would be together at some point. Don't worry about it. Its even legal. You two have enough degrees of separation." Ben's grandfather explain while handing them each a drink. Apparently the party was starting early today. "Just try to be more careful, you don't want the young ones catching you guys in the act." He waggled his eyebrows. Through the day and the night the two of them sat together. Usually with Sam on Ben's lap. Their hands were rarely untangled, keeping a good grip on each other. Around 10 p.m. the sun had gone down and the party was still going strong. But now there was a 5 foot tall bonfire going and people were zipping in and out of the sauna. The happy twosome had their share of drinks but were not near drunk. Just keeping social. They both chatted with various family members. Often they tossed in a comment or two about their new sex life. Sam's mother still was not talking to her and Sam's sister Amanda was very confused and not ready to talk about the situation. So she kept away as well keeping the younger kids occupied with sparklers. Mark came by on his speedboat with a cooler of beer and a hearty congratulations for Ben, for having the balls to step up to the plate. But was quickly sent away when he started asking for details of the night. "Hey you two, I put the sauna on over at Roger's camp if you want to use that one. Seein' as this one is pretty full." Ben's uncle said pointedly. Talking about the cottage they were staying at. Sam looked at Ben. "Wanna?" She arched an eyebrow. "Why no?" Ben got up and adjusted his shorts then placed his hand back in Sam's. Together they headed towards the other camp, and quiet seclusion. Sam's body hummed with excitement. The worry in the back of her mind was gone. Generally the family accepted their love. Which was more then she ever expected. Way more. Ben lead her into the cedar steam bath. "Can you believe this?" Ben asked turning to her in the small change room. "Kiss me." Sam demanded. Ben obliged and his mouth came crashing down on hers, his mouth was hot and demanding. He slanted his mouth for better access and Sam couldn't help but feel like their mouths were custom made for each other. Never before had a kiss work so perfectly. Sam slipped her tongue inside Ben's mouth and swirled around his own tongue which drew a deep moan from him. Sam could feel her leg start creeping up to his hip and Ben back her against the door. Things were escalating fast like a wildfire in a drought. Outside they heard a twig snap and the two stopped. Both were heaving from the heat of their kiss. "Did Mark take off yet?" Sam whispered into Ben's ear. Ben shook his head. "We better take this inside." Ben said, referring to the inside of the sauna. Sam nodded and locked the outside door. There was a window in the change room and didn't want anyone using them as a main attraction. Once inside the steamy sauna Sam started shucking off her clothes and tossing them into the change room. Ben followed suit and neither bother with swim suits because it would be just the two of them. The closed the sauna door for the last time, sealing in the heat. Sam turned to Ben to find up sitting up on the top bench, his dick bobbing in anticipation. Sam licked her lips and kneeled down on the bench below him. Ben leaned back against the warm cedar wall, his eyes closed, adjusting to the immense heat of the room. His eyes opened in shock when he felt Sam's tongue on his dick. His balls jumped in excitement of the sudden attention. Sam smiled in satisfaction, knowing he didn't expect it and was completely at her mercy. Ben looked down at the blonde angel with her mouth wrapped around his rod. Her eyes looking up into his, knowing she had him where she wanted him. Ben bucked his hips when he felt her raspy tongue swirl around the sensitive head. The woman knew how to use her tongue. He thought to himself. Ben groaned when she took him in her mouth. And felt her chuckle vibrate on his cock. Ben could feel Sam's one hand travel his body lightly while the other one cupped his testicles, softly massaging them and rolling them in her palm. His breathes started to come shallower as the suction of her mouth began to pick up speed. Soon Ben's hips were bucking up to meet her mouth. He tried to warn her he'd be coming soon but could not form competent speech, the pleasure was so exquisite. Sam looked up at Ben's contorted face, obviously in the throws of sinful agony. Sam began to hum while sucking back up. "ARRRRRRRRRGH" Ben hollered into the small area of the sauna. His sperm hit the back of Sam's throat and slithered down as she took every drop. After swallowing it all Sam's tongue made its way up his body, licking off the sweat that the sex and the sauna were creating on their bodies. When Sam shimmied all the way up to his mouth she was tempted to give him a kiss, but opted to kiss his jaw, unsure of how he felt about possibly tasting himself on her tongue. "Get up here." Ben grumbled, pulling her up beside him. Sam grinned and sat beside him on the bench beside him. "Nah uh you lay down." Ben grinned. Sam smiled a saucy smile and laid down on the bench beside him and parted her legs. Ben looked down at the site before him. Sam's trimmed bush was his for the taking. Ben lowered his face to within inches of Sam's steaming pussy. He snaked his tongue out to taste and found his prediction was right; she was wet and ready for him. He heard Sam hiss at his invasion. Ben slipped two fingers into her wetness and smiled at the hitch in her breath. He kept up the slow pace of his fingers sliding in and out of her cunt. Soon he found that little nub again that wasn't as large as his ex girlfriends but just as sensitive. Sam's legs clamped on his ears and he knew she was enjoying the ride. Her pants were becoming more uneven and she was vocalizing in squeals, something she only did when he was down south. Ben decided now was a good time to pick up speed. His hand motions quickened and his tongue began to flick Sam's clit at a speedy pace that would give any wild animal a run for its money. Sam began to buck and writhe on Ben's mouth, making it more difficult to hold on, but the challenge was that much sweeter. It became too impossible to hold on with his mouth so Ben used his other hand to steadily rub her clit until Sam came undone in his hands screaming and then limp. Ben reached over and kissed her cheek while she was still quivering, coming down from her high. "I'll be right back." Sam raised her head slightly. "Where you going?" "I need to take a piss." Ben gave her a crooked grin and closed the door behind him. Ben slipped on his shorts and unlocked the door. He did have to pee but that wasn't the main reason he went outside. He wanted to make sure that no one else was outside. Ben stood near a bush and freed his cock yet again. As he was peeing Ben listening around for any signs of life, breathing rustling of leaves, anything to indicate that Mark or any other family member was outside. After 10 minutes of sitting outside and a quick search he was satisfied that the coast was clear. When Ben slipped back inside the sauna he found Sam right where he left her. She turned her content smile to him and it made him stop short. The girl of his dreams was right there for him to have and to hold. "I love you so much Samantha." Ben admitted simply. Sam's grin grew. "I love you too Benjamin." Sam swung her legs around and looked at Ben. "What now?" Ben raised an eyebrow. "I was thinking we could finish that swim except without the suits." Being with Ben Ch. 02 Sam's brow furrowed. "What about possible on-lookers. "I checked and no one is out there. I also ran over to the other cottage and Mark's boat is gone and most of them have gone home. So its just us." Ben explained, holding out a hand. Sam took his hand and walked through the change area. She reached up to turn off the lights on both the inside and out. "Don't want to cast any unneeded light on ourselves. Ben walked behind her and watched her cute ass saunter to the dock. Once out of the safety of the trees around them Sam took off and dived off the dock. Ben loved how her bravery only went so far. Ben ran the rest of the way and dived in after her, surfacing a foot away. Sam was looking up at the clear sky. It twinkled like you never see in the city. "Isn't it gorgeous?" Sam said in awe. "It definitely is." Ben admitted, looking at Sam's silhouetted profile rather then the starry sky. The moon was not out tonight so there was no lighting other then the porch lights of some random camps on the other side of the shore. Ben swam up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Remember their time at his grandfather's cottage. Only now there was no clothing keeping his dick from resting between the cheeks of her ass. And just like that day Sam's ass began to rub against his dick making it hard for the millionth time in the last few days. "Your ready to go again? Are you a machine?" Sam joked. "You do it to me, I never realized a girl could turn me on as much as you do." Ben admitted nuzzling her ear. "I'll take that as a compliment." Sam giggled. Sam swam lazily towards the shore. "Where you going?" Ben asked in a loud whisper. "To the rocks." Sam explained. Ben noticed the large cropping of rocks; one he knew from their earlier swim had a smooth surface about 2 feet under the water. Ben followed grinning. He loved skinny-dipping but love sex in the water even more. Ben sat comfortably on the rock and Sam swam up to him with a huntress' smile. "A guy could get used to this." Sam smiled and straddled his hips. "Well get used to it because I am not going anywhere." Sam rested her arms on his shoulders and gave him a loving kiss, which quickly ignited to a heated kiss that had them both panting for air. Ben finally broke the kiss, only because he was running out of oxygen. He placed his hands on Sam's slim hips and trialed his hands up her ribs grinning at the little shiver it gave her. Sam rose up and took his cock in her wet heat. Ben grimaced, the pleasure was intense and the weightless feeling of the water just amplified it. Ben took her swollen red lower lip into his mouth and nibbled on it. Sam slowly started to raise and lower herself on Ben's pole. Her breasts lifting to mouth-level for Ben to indulge. Ben suckled on his cousin's taut nipples. Lapping at them greedily while Sam continued to squeeze his cock with her talented pussy. Ben gripped Sam's hip and stilled all action. "Move in with me." He demanded gently. "What?" Sam looked at him quizzically. "I have an apartment lined up in London, between both colleges. Move in with me." Ben asked, but his eyes pleaded. Sam had to think about what he was asking. "Well..." To be continued... Being with Ben Ch. 03 Ben waited with baited breath. He just asked the woman he loved to move in with him. She still sat astride him. His cock still deep inside her. "I have an apartment lined up in London, between both colleges. Move in with me." Ben asked, but his eyes pleaded. Her features in the starry night indicated she was very torn. "Well..." Sam trailed off. "Wait don't answer now. Just think about it. For now, let me finish loving you. Because I love you Sam." And to impact his statement he thrusted his up into her warm canal. Sam gasped. "Okay I promise to think about it. Just don't stop doing that." She groaned clutching his heavily muscled shoulders for support. Ben pumped another slow thrust into her. He felt her walls clutch around his aching member. A low guttural groan escaped from him that came right from his balls. Soon Sam began to take over again lifting herself off his body then back down. The water around them started to slosh against the rocks and themselves. Ben had to release her hips to get a better grip on the rocky surface he was perched on. Her heated skin was a stark contrast to the cool water of the lake. As Sam picked up the pace her vocalizations got louder. Ben bent forward and captured her mouth with his to keep from disturbing the neighbours. Plus the fact that many of their relatives were just down the lake and he didn't want to bother them. Ben's mind still reeled over the fact they didn't mind that the two of them were in love. A few were not so okay with it, like Sam's mom. Ben only prayed she'd come around with time. Because he could not imagine a life without this woman. Sure they were only 18 but there was no doubt that Sam was 100% woman. From the curve of her hips, the gracefulness of her neck, the seductive curve of her breast. She was a full grown woman, his woman. The pace picked up so that he could no longer keep a cohesive thought. The pleasure was so exquisite. Ben could feel his balls tighten, his sperm boil through his shaft. At the same time Sam began to scream in extract, her inner walls clenching him to the point where it was almost painful. Sam lay slumped over his body. Her heated body like a sensual blanket draped across his body. "Come on, lets go to bed." Ben whispered into her ear. Sam was unable to met his eyes and gave him a quiet nod. The oversexed twosome made their way up the path towards the cabin. The lights were all off and the place looked imposing. As if at any moment Jason would come flying out of the woods. They headed straight to the master bedroom. Neither of them bothered with sleepwear. They just slipped between the rumpled sheets from the night before. Ben laid stretched out on his back. But Sam turned her back to him, facing the large picture window. Minutes later she could hear the soft snore of Ben, indicating he was asleep. She needed him. That was the simple of it. She wanted Ben and not just in the physical sense. She was 18 years old and she was always known for her independence. But she wanted Ben, for better and for worse. And it scared her. She needed to talk to someone. Sam slipped on a pair of jeans and Ben's sweatshirt. His smell was woven into the fabric. The smell of pine and male musk. The meagre fragrance had her turned on, wanting more of his yummy body. But instead of turned back to the sheets she grabbed the flashlight from the dresser. The walk to the other camp was a bit spooky in the twilight hours. Rustling brush and noisy night critters had Sam walking the path quicker then she normally would have. Moments later she was standing in front of her parent's cottage. None of the lights were on, indicating everyone has gone to sleep. Sam opened the door stealthily not wanting to wake anyone. Peering into the first room she could see her grandparent's passed out, her grandfather snoring loudly. Creeping by she peered into the next room. Her mom and dad were asleep. Walking in silently she stood near her mother gently shaking her shoulder. Her mother's eyes widened at the late night intruder. Once she realized it was Sam her expression closed off. Not a good sign. "I need to talk to you." Sam whispered so only she could hear. Sam's mother nodded and looked to her husband who was sound asleep. Grabbing her bathrobe she followed Sam outside to the deck. "Well?" Sam flinched at her mom's clipped tone. "Are you okay?" "You came here in the middle of the night to see if I was okay?" The annoyance was evident in her hushed voice. "That's part of it. I know you weren't expecting this. Neither was I." Sam sat down in one of the green deck chairs. "Its not just that Samantha. You really freaked out your sister. How do you think she felt seeing you and Ben having sex? What is going to happen when you and Ben break up? How is the family going to go about socializing?" Sam's mother paced angrily. "I am sorry about Amanda catching us. But I will talk to her tomorrow. Try and smooth it out. As for Ben and I breaking up. I don't think its going to happen. That's what I wanted to talk about. He wants me to move into his apartment in London in the fall." Sam explained, holding her breath. "What?" You two just started...dating." Sam's mother bit out. "What did you say?" "Nothing yet. He told me to think about it. I want to. I really do. But mom, I have never wanted someone so much. I mean its scary. He is all I think about." Sam explained passionately. Then in a small voice whispered, "He' my only need." Her shoulders slumped in submission. "Well then the only thing you can do is move in with him. But if he hurts you I am going to castrate him personally." Sam ginned and rose to her feet. Making her squirm due to the last load Ben shot in her was still sloshing around. She gave her mother a hug. "Thanks mom. But I am going to be with him forever." "Now you get to back to your man. If he is anything like the other Blackstone men it must have been hard to leave as it is. So to speak." "Mom!" Sam gasped. "What? You thought the stork brought you? Please your father and I still have a very active...life." Sam's mom smiled secretly. "On that note. I'm leaving. What is everyone doing tomorrow?" Sam asked. "Back over to Ben's grandpa's cottage. Boat's leavin' at noon. Don't be late." She gave her daughter a pointed look. "Got it. See you tomorrow mom." Sam waved as she turned the flashlight back on and headed down the trail. Ben woke up to Sam laying on his chest. Her hair was sprawled over his chest and her arm was curled around his neck. She was utterly boneless and utterly his. She was so trusting and innocent while she slept that it made Ben's heart contract. God he loved this woman. Looking past her creamy shoulders he noticed his sweatshirt and her jeans on the chair. They were not there when they went to bed. Ben wondered where she went, but it was not worth waking her up for. He finally understood that Aerosmith song. He didn't want to miss thing. Sam murmured into his chest and inched her leg up his thigh. Her sex was pressed up against his leg and it was obvious how wet she was. Ben was immediately making an impressive tent in the sheet that covered his and Sam's lower body. Ben began to trace idle circles on Sam's soft, smooth back. Ben touched the small smattering of freckles on her back and chuckled softly when she shivered. Suddenly Sam was moving herself to lay fully on top of him. Ben noticed her eyes were still shut. Sam ground her clit into the root of his aching cock. Ben gave a low growl and gripped her hips. Sam kept rocking her hips, whimpers coming from her closed mouth. Ben lifted her hips slightly and slipped deep inside her. When his balls touched Sam's ass her eyes flew open. That woke her up. "Mornin' sunshine." Ben slowly thrust into her. "Ohhhhh." Sam gave a throaty groan. "What a way to wake up." Sam framed Ben's head with her arms and give him a soft kiss. Ben began to pick up the pace. The thrusts became rougher, making an audible slap as he drove home. Sam began to grunt and squeal, which fuelled him to flip her on her back. Ben dug his toes into the mattress and added some angle so that the root of his dick bumped up against her clit adding some stimulation. Sam had hooked her legs behind his butt and dug her heels into his back. Sam was enthusiastically humping back on Ben's swollen cock. "Come on Ben, fill me up!" Sam arched her back into his body. That did it for Ben. A few more thrusts and he felt his cum shoot out into Sam's walls. After the last thick rope left his cock, Ben slumped down onto Sam's sated body. Not wanting to hurt her he rolled to his side and took her with him. He looked down to see Sam's heavy lidded gaze stare up at him. "I love you so much Sam." "Ditto." Sam smiled, giving him a soft kiss on the stubble dotting his jaw. "I'm hungry, I'll make breakfast today. Or maybe lunch." Ben offered. "Lunch?" Sam sat up and turned to the clock. It was 11:50. "Shit! Ben the boat's leaving at noon. We have to get going!" Sam tossed the sheet back and ran for her bag. Sam slipped on her swimsuit and a sundress. Looking over she saw Ben was just now climbing out of the sack. "Come on!" Sam exclaimed as she pulled on a pair of purple sandals similar in colour to the dress. The dress was of a breezy material that came up about 3 inches above the knee. The only thing was that it was a bit tight in the chest making the centre button pull across her chest tightly. Sam started running a brush through her hair and turned to see Ben's progress. The vision made her mouth go dry. He was pulling on a pair of tan cargo shorts with no underwear. They sat very low on his hips showing off his razor sharp hipbones. Sam squirmed uncomfortably while trying to concentrate on getting a non-existent knot out of her hair. "You look awesome. We better get going." Ben gave her an appraising look and reached for her hand. Although they held hands Sam trailed behind him on the one man trail. Which she didn't mind, she got a beautiful view of Ben's tight backside and strong expanse of back encased in a black t-shirt. The very sight of him had her thinking thoughts that had nothing to do with visiting with family. "Maybe we should skip?" Ben kept walking. "No we have to make an appearance, or our grandmother's will be giving us an earful about duty to family." Ben chuckled. "Good point." Sam said glumly. Soon they arrived over at the other dock. Sam's father was just bringing down a can of gas. "Hey Dad." "I was wondering when you two were going to come up for air." He hollered jovially. "Come on you two, everyone's waiting!" Her mother called impatiently. Ben leaned over to Sam's ear. "Well at least she is talking to you now." Sam realized she'd have to tell Ben about last night. But now was not the time. Hopping on the boat she noticed her grandfather's grumpy disposition. "Hey grandpa, everything okay?" "Fine." He replied in a clipped tone. Ben gave Sam's hand a squeeze. Sam looked over to Amanda, who was staring out at the open water. "Hey Amanda." Amanda mumbled a reply but never took her eyes off the water. "I'm batting a thousand today aren't I?" Sam whispered into her mom's ear. But she never responded. Soon they were pulling up to the Ben's family cottage. Cousins and other various relatives dotted the shore line playing various games. She noticed Uncle Roger was there again as was Steve. Sam noticed a small stage set up near the maple trees. Also a band setting up to the left. Men she knew were in no relation where placing large wood squares on the grassy floor. "What's going on?" Ben whispered. "I donno, did you look at the pamphlet thing?" Sam asked. "No, guess we're having a dance or something." Ben shrugged. The elders of the family had the tendency to pick up a fiddle or a guitar at family functions. "Cool." Sam replied non-committal. Similar to a few days ago various relatives came to the dock to help them unload and help them and greet them. Sam noticed there seem to be a different tone. Everyone was quieter, similar to the feeling when you walk into a room and you know everyone was just talking about you. Not that Sam was surprised if everyone was talking about them, after all she and Ben just gave the family a whopper of a surprise and was not foolish enough to believe it hasn't been told to every last person. Except the children of course. Ben leaned over, "Get the feeling we're being watched?" "Its like they expect us to strip down and start having sex right now." Sam mumbled. "I wouldn't recommend it Hun, we're going to have enough to explain as it is." Her mother replied as she walked by. Ben and Sam looked at each other. "What the hell did she mean by that?" Ben looked in her direction quizzically. "We're definitely out of the loop on something." Sam agreed. Any thoughts Ben had of sneaking off with Sam to one of the many hiding places in the area quickly diminished. He watched his beautiful angel beside him. His eyebrows drew together in curiosity when her eyes widened. "What?" Ben looked in the direction she was but didn't see anything special. "That's Reverend Mitchell." Sam almost didn't dare to say it. "So?" Ben didn't get it. After a moment it dawned on him. Sam looked pale. "What?" "I talked to my mom last night. I think she may have misinterpreted something I said." "When did you talk to her? Wait...what did you say?" Ben's gaze kept shooting between Sam and the Reverend who was now talking to Sam's mom. "I told her about what you asked me last night. And we talked about it. And I said- I said I plan to be with you forever." Ben got excited. "So does that mean you'll move in then?" Sam's eyes snapped around to Ben's. "Don't you get it? We wont be 'living' together they are going to marry us...today!" Sam exclaimed. Ben rocked back on his heels, shocked. "Holy shi-" "Hey you two crazy lovebirds. How was your night in paradise?" Mark asked. "Fine." They both replied stiffly. "What's going on Mark?" Sam demanded. "What do you think?" "I think someone should have asked us first if we wanted to get married." Ben supplied his tone equally as annoyed. "It'll do the old farts good to see you guys married, make it more permanent." Mark decided. "We just got together TWO days ago. Now they want us married because we are having good sex?" Sam all but yelled. When she noticed some curious glances from her cousins she blushed. "Your mom told your grandpa about Ben's proposal, so to speak, and he told Ben's grandpa about the nerve of Ben not making an honest woman out of you and..." Mark waved his arms in the direction of the stage and dance floor. Sam eyed the closed expression on Ben's face. "Mark, can you give us a minute?" She didn't wait for Mark to agree when she dragged Ben back onto the pontoon boat. "What are you thinking?" Ben finally looked at Sam. "I am thinking I love you very much. But I am not sure if I am ready for marriage." "I was thinking the same thing. So what are we going to do?" Sam asked, but before Ben could reply Sam's mother was by her side ushering her away. Ben was also brought in a separate direction. Both of them were in separate cottages. Sam was trying on a few white dresses of her cousin's. Nothing wedding, just simple white dresses, some with lace, some with little bits of colour, some with spaghetti straps. Sam tried telling them that she wasn't ready to get married, but they just kept dismissing her and telling her that's what the "I Do" part is for. Did her mom seriously think this was going to work? That rushing her and Ben in a shotgun wedding would actually work? "Mom..." "Honey I know how stubborn you are, we told you no sex until you are married and you and that Ray guy had sex when you were 14." Sam gaped. "You knew about that?" "Honey the whole neighbourhood know about that. But that's in the past. Ben is your future and the future is now." She declared as she pulled out yet another white dress. "Okay but if you know I am stubborn then why would you try and FORCE me into a wedding without my permission?" Sam stomped her foot to add emphasis. "Honey it would only be forcing if you didn't love him. But you do, you said so yourself. So why not? Why not get married. All the relatives are here, its just perfect!" Her mom clasped her hands wistfully. "Oh my god this is a nightmare." Sam groaned. "Oh yes, I can see how it would be your worse dream. Marrying a man you are head over heels for, a man you have been lusting over since you were 3 years old." Her mother laughed sarcastically. "Mom, marriages at 18 rarely ever survive." Sam tried again to get through to her mother. "What were your words last night? 'I am going to be with him forever'? Where's the problem there?" She replied coolly. "I-" Sam stopped. She had no idea what to say to that. "Dad this is nuts." Ben grunted as his dad started pulling out ties from his grandfather's closet. "You made your bed. Time you lay in it." Mike grunted. "Its not like I got her pregnant. I just had sex with her. I just want to be with her." Ben exclaimed. "Oh so you want to treat your cousin like a slut is that it? Good enough to screw but not enough to marry?" His father threw back, tossing a few ties along as well. "Its not that. We have only been together two days. Two, what normal parents try and get their son to get married after two days?" Ben tried again, feeling as if he was banging his head against a wall. "Listen, this is your grandfather's idea. I made the same arguments you did this morning. But, he won, so you know what, its your problem now." Mike raised a blue silk tie up to Ben's neck. Ben rolled his eyes. "When you get up to that alter your going to see Sam. Just remember you love her, and if you don't then say it." Ben understood what his dad meant by that. Ben began to button up his black dress shirt, his gaze drew to the cottage across the stretch of grass. He couldn't help but wonder what Sam was thinking. Everyone was seated in neat rows. Some were sitting on wooden benches, some rosin chairs, some those folding compact chairs that is all the rage. The signs of a quickly thrown together wedding. But it was their wedding. Ben stood up at the altar with Mark beside him. He didn't get a choice in groomsmen either, but Mark wasn't a bad choice. His great uncle Clay started playing the wedding march on the fiddle. A pair of his toddling twin cousins made their way down the makeshift isle in rather causal clothes. Soon he saw Amanda following behind the tiny twosome. He knew what was coming next. There was only one person left. He couldn't believe he hadn't seen her in hours. His heart rate picked up. He knew why he should be nervous. But he wasn't, he was excited. Then she appeared as if by magic, on the arm of her father. She wore their cousin Kelly's white summer dress. It looked entirely too hot on her. He was now worried about sporting wood in front of all his relatives. But he couldn't look away, there was his beautiful bride. She stopped just ahead of him. The minister asked her father to give her away and he did. Soon she was standing beside him hold his hand. The reverend asked the family if anyone objected, and to Ben's surprise no one did. It gave him that much more faith in the feeling this was all going to work out. Looking at Sam he could tell the crowds lack of response gave her the same enthusiasm, no one was worried about them, their love. The minister asked Sam the big question first. She replied solemnly. "I do" Ben exhaled breath he didn't know he was holding. She was willing. He had to refrain himself from whooping with joy. This crazy plan of his grandfathers was going to work. Sam was going to be his wife. When the reverend asked him the same question he replied, if not a little too enthusiastically. Which got a low chuckle from the family and burning cheeks on Sam's stunning face. "God your stunning." The reverend looked up at him in surprise and Ben realized he said it out loud. The family was now a roar of laughter. "I am sorry reverend, sorry god!" He looked up. Being with Ben Ch. 03 "Its alright my son. Just repeat after me. With this ring, I the wed." Ben began to repeat and realized...he didn't have a ring. "Umm." Mark bumped his arm handing him a ring. "Where did this come from?" He looked at Mark quizzically. "I'll tell you later." Ben glanced down at the white-looking ring. Inside there was something small written on the inside. It said Forever. Ben slipped in on her third finger as he repeated the ministers words. Sure enough she had a ring ready too, he'd bet it was the same thing. When she grasped his hand it was cool and trembling. But here eyes were hopeful. Ben gave her, what he hoped was a reassuring smile. Moments later it was over and it was time to kiss the bride. Sam sat on the makeshift stage with the makeshift bridal party and her new husband. Dinner and the stories were done. They vetoed Mark's option to speak, knowing it would be guaranteed embarrassing and probably sexual. Judging by how bummed out he was it was a good call. Many people were up and dancing and everyone over 16 was drinking. Like it was said before, the family was not all that concerned with underage drinking, to a degree. They weren't passing out drinks to the 12 year olds or anything. But the point was everyone was occupied. The congrats had stopped as well as the barbs about the honeymoon. Sam leaned over to Ben and had one thing to say to him. "Let's go." Sam put her hand on his inner thigh. Apparently she didn't have to ask him twice. He grabbed her wrist and the two of them slipped off into the bush. Neither of them were too keen on having sex in the woods on their wedding night, but Ben knew there was a 4 wheeler hiding behind the woodshed. "Where are we going?" "We are going to steal my grandpa's 4 wheeler and head back to your uncle's cottage. I need to be inside you as soon as possible." Ben explained while striding to the 4 wheeler in question. When starting up the machine he hear the family hollering. Not in a bad way either, apparently they approved the twosome's eagerness. In a time that felt like forever they were back at the cottage where the whole thing took place. Ben was toeing off his grandfather's too small shoes and Sam was letting down her hair. "Finally!" Ben grinned. He stalked over to Sam with a predatory grin. He laced his fingers through her silky blonde hair and captured her mouth in a kiss. Sam moaned into his mouth and leaned into the kiss, pressing her soft breasts into his chest. Ben emitted a groan of his own when he felt her nipples pebble and begin to poke against his chest. Like a small feminine version of the large member that was now pressing into her soft belly. Sam seemed to notice his solider as well because her knowing hands travelled down his chest to rub his erection through his dress pants. "You know just what to do." Ben murmured against her lips. "Oh yes, like its so difficult to figure out how to turn a guy on." Sam smiled as she slipped her hand in his pants and around his cock. "Oh come on! We are more complex then that. Just because we aren't a puzzle like you chicks." Ben replied playfully. Sam gripped his cock a little firmer. "Don't argue with the one who holds the remote." "Yes ma'am." Ben dove in for another kiss. He backed her up into the bedroom, sliding the spaghetti straps down her tanned shoulders with infinite care. Sam slipped off his tie and started working on his buttons. There was no rush. They had all the time in the world, after all...they were married. Sam's dress slithered down her body and gathered at her hips and give a small whimper when Ben's expert hands found her already hardened nipples. Sam's unsteady hands began to unbutton his shirt quickly. She wasn't sure why she was so nervous, but it felt new. Ben backed her up until the backs of her knees hit the mattress making her sit down. She was now eye level with his belt buckle. Ben's hands were now finishing off her job of his buttons and hers were now working on his belt and fly. Ben looked down and almost came right there. His wife was about to was about the come face to face with a part of him that is so eager to see her again. Sam slipped his pants down noticing he was not wearing any underwear. She was now slowly stroking his painfully erect cock. Despite all the sex they were having he wanted her now like it was their first time. At some point Sam's dress and underwear were removed. Which bummed out Ben a bit since he wanted to personally remove her bra. But naked was good. Ben drank his fill, taking in the rosy tips of her breasts, her sinfully full mouth, the juncture between her thighs that he would soon visit again. Sam scooted back to the middle of the bed. Ben followed her, his cock like a divining rod. Ben lay between her thighs, resting his full weight on his elbows. Ben smoothed her hair away from her face and looked down at his angel. Sam gave him a cheeky grin. "You're so lucky." "Bitch." Ben mumbled has he lowered his head to hers. Quickly their lips opened and the kiss deepened to a passionate twining of tongues. Ben felt Sam began to rock against him, he felt her warm liquid coating the root of his cock and she rubbed herself in slow leisurely thrusts. Sam broke the kiss. "In me...now." She panted. "Now? Are you sure you wouldn't rather wait?" Ben asked teasingly. Sam grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to within in inch of Sam's face. "Fuckin' put it in now!" Ben chuckled at her eagerness and set himself completely in her wet heat. He began with slow deep thrusts, enough to remind her that he is deep inside. He watched as her eyes darkened with arousal and pleasure. Their bodies fit together as if they were custom made for each other. Maybe they were. Ben felt a sensual shiver creep up his spin as Sam lightly dragged her nails down his back. Ben kept up this slow pace much to Sam's demise. "Come on Ben, you know you aren't doing it right if I am still able to talk." Sam grinned wickedly. That got Ben going. But he didn't just pick up the pace, he started to ram her hard. The bed was creaking obscenely and Ben became hypnotized by the way Sam's breasts bounced back and forth with his primal thrusts. Sam could no longer speak, her moans went from low and throaty to loud and almost ear piercing. Always a good sign of a good fucking. "Uh uh uh uh." Sam grunted with each thrust. Ben almost winced at how hard his balls were slapping her ass. His ass was a blur as he jack hammered into her. Her walls were constantly clenching meaning she was almost always coming. Ben's chest swelled with pride, that he was satisfying him woman. Ben was worried that his Neanderthal thrusts were hurting Sam but by the way her nails were biting into his back, he'd say she was fine. Their skin was gleaming and their bodies began to slap together forcefully. He knew he couldn't last much longer at this pace. "Sam I'm going to cum soon!" "Do it Ben! Cum in me! I want to feel it!" Sam cried between pants. Ben gave four more deep thrusts. "Uhhhhhhag!" Ben howled as his balls tightened and his seed shot out, seeking her womb. Sam was seeing stars. Her breath slowly started to descend to the pace it was normally. Ben slid off to the side of Sam. He wrapped his arm around her protectively. "That was amazing." Ben mumbled into the pillow. "Boy did I hit the sexual jackpot." Sam smiled, knowing she was definitely basking in the afterglow. Ben looked over at his wife and laced his left hand with hers. There was only one thing left to say. "Marry me Samantha." Ben asked. Sam froze. "What? We are married." "Yes the family asked you to marry me. I want to ask you to marry me. I love you." Ben reached down to his discarded pants and pulled out what he was looking for. He pulled out another ring. "We're doing this all different anyway, why not have an engagement after we get married?" "Isn't that your grandmother's ring?" "After the ceremony she approached me. She thought it would be good to put it to some use." Ben explained as he slipped in on with her wedding ring. Sam propped herself up on her elbow and looked over at her studly husband. "I was meaning to ask them where they got our rings from, but I was either thinking about getting you back into bed or being congratulated. "Mark explained it to me. Cousin Scott drove into town at 7 am opened the jewellery store picked out two and engraved them." Ben explained. "Your grandpa found a ring of yours in your room and I left my high school ring at grandpa's camp. They used those to measure." "They're engraved?" Sam squealed and sat up. She pulled off her rings and took a look. Forever." She sighed. "That's right Samantha. it's the two of us, forever." Ben smiled. "I can't believe how different our lives are now, even from a week ago." Sam looked out the window past Ben, a silly grin on her face. "Hey! You never answered my question." Ben pouted playfully. "Yes I'll marry you." Sam leaned in to Ben, her lips hovering over his. "Marry me forever?" He asked. "Forever." And then Sam kissed him. The Beginning...