This story begins with me; an ordinary, average 18 year old boy. I just graduated high school and am a couple weeks into my last summer before I head off to university. I am bored out of my mind. My friends are all on trips with their families to their respective universities so I have no one to hang out with. I just spend the days riding around town on my bike during the day and watching porn at night. Great way to spend...

It’s the morning after my little tryst with my busty neighbour and I feel great. My mind is racing over what transpired last night. I can still taste her soft lips on mine and feel her breasts in my mouth. I look over at the clock by my nightstand and it’s ten to eleven in the morning. 'Ugh, I’ve got another nine hours until I see her again,' I think to myself. I spend the day working out and biking around the neighbourho...

It’s been about a week since my birthday and I’m staring at my phone. Should I message her? I wonder to myself. I haven’t talked to Chelsea since my birthday. She said that she was busy with work for a few days and I don’t want to bother her. But what does 'a few days' mean? 'Fuck it,' I say to myself. I pick up the phone Hey, what are you up to now? How’s work been? I click send. I have no idea what to expect or when she...

Three days to go until I move cities and start university; just three days left. I lie in bed reflecting on what’s transpired this past summer. It has, by far, been the best summer of my life. I think back to all the sex I had with Chelsea, all the times I fucked her, her succulent tits, her toned ass, the sexual sound of her moaning. I think about the first night she wrapped her soft lips around my shaft and how I could...