A Summer to Remember - Sex Stories

A Summer to Remember

... Heather. Could I come up with some reason for us to do more than just wave on the way in or out of the house?

The rest of my day at the hardware store was uneventful and my thoughts drifted back to Heather on my ride home. I knew obsessing over her wasn't going to be good for me in the long run, so I determined to cool it on that front.

I decided to hit up my friend Paul.

"hey man. What's up brother?"

"ben? u back?"

"yeah got back last week"

"last week? and im just hearing from u now?"

"sorry bro jumped right to work at hw store"

"well damn we got to get together. i know a good party we could hit up tomorrow"

"awesome thats just what i need"

That will be good I thought to myself. Clear my mind of Jocelyn AND Heather. Hopefully hook up with an age appropriate girl who actually wants to be with me.

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Chapter 5 - Party

Friday at 7PM, I was staring at myself in the mirror. I have a nice pair of black jeans on and a t-shirt on that shows my muscle definition well.

"Well, Jocelyn," I said to the good looking guy in the mirror, "You just don't know what you are missing."

I reached Paul's at 8PM and he's got our pre-game setup ready: 2 beers and a bong. Between swigs of beer and hits on the bong, we catch up. Paul didn't head off to college like a lot of us, but he was doing alright for himself. His dad owns a propane company and he went to work for him.

"Yeah," Paul explained. "It's hard work, but the money is ...

... good. I'm making $22 an hour, so I got plenty of money to spend on the ladies."

"Oh yeah?" I questioned. "And just what ladies would this be?"

"Well, a few randos that I hooked up with at parties, but you remember Susie from high school?"

"Susie Walters? The one with the fucking huge tits?" I spit out.

With a shit eating grin on his face, he bragged, "Oh yeah, that Susie. And let me tell you something, Ben, they look even better when they're bouncing up and down in front of my face when she's riding me!"

"You fucking dog, you. Susie Walters? Fuck man, I didn't think you had it in you."

"Yeah, well, neither of us went off to college, so I ran into her at Walmart one day. All the high school bullshit like what clique you were in or whatever just didn't seem to matter anymore and we were chatting nicely. So I went for it and I asked her out. A nice dinner and a movie. I wasn't sure what to expect, but she grabbed my hand during the movie and put it on her leg. By the time the movie was over, I was horny as fuck and an hour later we were at her place fucking like fiends."

"Fuck, Paul. That's cool."

"Yeah. And she's super cool. We go out like once or twice a month. No strings attached. She's not looking for a serious boyfriend and I'm not looking for anything serious yet either. I'm mean, hell, man, I don't even turn 19 until next month. Got plenty of time for that. I run into her at some of the parties I go to. If we see each other, we usually end up back ...