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Summer Lover - 2
by Kitty (kittykfed69@mail.com)
***
In part 2, Nic and Kendra continue to get together
during their summer vacation. The teen years were hard,
but somehow true love finds a way. (mf, Mf, nc, v, rom)
***
PART 2
After I got back home, I missed him so much. I had a lot
of time to think about everything, and all I could think
about was, how good he made me feel. I thought about him
all the time, I was quite obsessed. I called him a few
times, but it's just not the same as being together in
person.
Sometimes, we would write letters to each other, and
send them in the mail, but we eventually moved on. He
got a new girlfriend, and I got my first real serious
boyfriend. My new boyfriend and I would make out, and he
would finger me a lot so he broke my hymen. We never
went all the way, cause I later found out he was
cheating on me, so we broke up.
***
Summer was here, and I was off to Nic's house alone, for
a week, again. This time it was really different. He was
in a serious relationship with his new girlfriend Gwen.
She was over there all the time.
He had changed some. He was now into Goth, and so was
his girl. He had dyed his hair black, and now had his
lip pierced. Our eyes met across the room a few times.
I was really a little pissed at him for having a
girlfriend, but looking back on it, I can't be upset, he
had to move on and have fun. After all, he was really
hot, quite experience, and had many girlfriends come and
go.
The first few nights after his girlfriend left, he would
just lock himself in his room. I would be out in the
living room watching TV, on their new sofa, alone. This
really hurt my feelings, and after I turned off the TV
that night, I cried a little into my pillow. I thought
he really liked me, now I just felt rejected, and used.
***
The next morning I woke up and got dressed. His mom had
planned to take us all to the mall for a while, then a
movie. His girlfriend was not around today, and he
smiled at me. I was still hurt, so I kind of ignored
him.
His sisters wanted to go to the big new toy store. He
and I, wanted to go to the music store. So we split up.
He and I walked to the music store together. He said,
"So, you mad at me, or what?" I just looked at him and
lied. "No."
We walked into the music store, and walked to the same
section, 'Heavy Metal'. I picked up a Megadeth CD and
he said, "Yeah, that's a good one." I smiled at him, and
he smiled back. That made me feel a little better. At
least he was not ignoring me anymore.
He bought the new Marilyn Manson, and we walked out
together. I was not into Goth, I was more into that
whole grunge movement. I had on tight jeans, black
converse, and a black Nirvana concert tee. He was
wearing baggy black pants with a long chain hanging from
his pocket. His shirt was black, and had some Goth band
on it that I didn't know. It's funny though, cause even
though I was turned off by the Goth, I still thought he
was so hot.
We met up with everyone, then got some pizza. After that
we went to a movie. He sat next to me, and during the
movie he rubbed his hand on my leg for a minute or so.
When he touched me, it really made me get so wet. All I
could think about was the way he had eaten me out
before.
After the movie, we went home. His girlfriend was
waiting for him when we pulled up, and they left in her
car. I really hated her, but I tried not to be so catty.
I was a nice girl, and didn't go looking for trouble.
I hung out with his sisters, which was quite boring.
Then after they fell asleep, I went to the living room,
and watched TV. I was wired, cause I had drank about 3
cokes that day, so I just flipped around the channels,
and found the movie 'Clueless' to watch.
After about 30 minutes, he came inside alone. He looked
pissed. He went to his room and closed the door. I just
kept watching TV.
After about 30 minutes, he came out of his room and
walked over, then sat next to me on the couch. He was
freshly showered, and smelled really good. I asked him,
"What's up?" He smiled at me. His dimples were so cute.
He slowly opened his hand, and revealed a freshly rolled
joint. He said, "You wanna?"
I stood up without saying a word. We walked together
outside, back to the same old shed. I had smoked a few
time since, but not as often as I would have liked too.
I was too scared to bring any home with me, my parents
were not really 'cool' when it came to drinking or
drugs.
We got into the shed, and there were now two chairs in
there. We sat down, and he lit up the joint. We passed
it back and forth, and got really stoned. This bud was
really nice, it game me a calm, and relaxed high. I felt
'at one with nature', and had a positive vibe going.
We sat there in the dark talking. He asked me, "So, I
guess you know all about Gwen?" I said in a feisty tone,
"Yeah, I know enough." He could tell that I was jealous,
I didn't try to hide it. I wanted him, and I was single,
so I wanted him to be single too. I know, kind of
immature, but I was only 14.
Then he said, "Yeah, well, she's a bitch. I much rather
be with you." Then I asked him, "Then why did you wait
so long to come and hang out with me?" He said, "I was
trying to be faithful to Gwen. I knew if I came out, I
wouldn't be able to hold myself back from making out
with you. Tonight, she fucking pissed me off, so fuck
her."
I was happy to hear that he was mad at her, and also
glad that he was showing interest in me again. He had
grown up some, and was a little taller and a lot more
buffer. I was attracted to him more than ever.
He wanted to know more about me, so he asked, "Have you
had any boyfriends?" I had only been with one other guy
besides him, but I lied and said, "A few." He looked at
me, and repeated. "A few?" I just giggled. He said, "So
your not a virgin anymore?" I replied, "What do you
care?"
He was quiet for a minute, then said, "You wanna watch a
movie, or something?" I said, "Yeah, whatever." We
walked inside and he took me to his room. It looked
different. The bed now had a black fluffy comforter on
it. He had a new black loveseat, and some new gothic
posters on the wall, along with a black light. It was
kind of cool actually.
He put the movie 'Scarface' on, and we watched it for a
few minutes. Then he pulled out a bottle of clear rum
from under his couch and a shot glass. As he poured some
into the glass he asked me, "You want a shot?" I never
had done this before but as usual, I had seen it on TV.
I said, "Cool." Then I drank it down fast. It was so
strong that I exhaled and said, "Fuck! That shit is
strong." He chuckled, then took two shots back to back.
I felt the rum go through my body so fast. It felt
fucking awesome. I was so relaxed. The next thing I
remember, he was all over me. We made out and kissed, it
felt better than I remembered. He must have gotten
better at kissing, cause I was so fucking hot for him by
this point.
He went up my shirt, and noticed that I had gotten
bigger tits. I was now a full 'B' cup. He said, "Kendra,
do you want to go all the way with me?" I wasn't sure.
If his girlfriend had not been around, I would have
surely said yes, but having her in the picture kind of
made it feel sleazy.
I was still a virgin and said, "I'm not ready." He
respected that, even though he hated to hear it. So we
made out, like we had done before. He teased my body,
and fingered me as he made me cum 3 times.
Then I jerked him off. His cock had gotten fatter, and
looked really hot. I had second thoughts about letting
him have sex with me, as I squeezed his hot throbbing
tool in my hand.
I knew that he would be the perfect guy to take my
virginity. He cared about my feelings, and was very
experienced. So I decided that next time we made out, I
would tell him that he could be my first, if he wanted
to.
The next day, he and his girlfriend made up. So I spent
the rest of my nights there, alone and sober. It really
sucked. I tried to understand the whole situation, but
it was just blowing my mind, and I couldn't help but
feel rejected and used, again.
***
The next summer when I was 15, and he was 17. I didn't
go to see them at all. His family actually made a trip
to my parents house. This time he was single, and I was
the one with the serious boyfriend.
My parents were allowing me to date. My boyfriend and I,
had been together for 6 months, and we were having sex
regularly.
My family and Nic's family, went to a very big, popular
water park. He and I, got some time alone, and rode a
few slides together. Then we went into the 'Lazy River',
to just float around.
I tried to look as hot as possible to tease him. I was
in dance classes, and my body was tight and toned. I
even had a slight six pack going. I had this really sexy
light turquoise bikini on. The top was a pushup bra,
that made my nice, almost full 'C' cup size tits, look
full and juicy, and the bottoms were high cut bikini. My
ass had really rounded out, and I was actually more
popular at school because of my fat little ass.
He told me as we floated next to each other in the
water, "You're making me fucking hard. You little
tease." This made me blush and giggle. He swam up beside
me and rubbed his hard cock against my ass. He whispered
to me, "When are you gonna let me hit that already?" I
just giggled. Then he let go of me and shook his head
no. I was really pushing him to the edge. I thought it
was good revenge for the way he treated me last summer.
He was so fucking hot that day. I tried so hard, not to
let him see me checking him out. He looked like a full
grown man. His chest was a lot bigger, and he was almost
6 feet tall. He was still very much into playing
basketball, so his body was ripped.
I still had very strong feelings for him, and wanted him
to fuck me now, more then ever, now that I knew all
about sex. After the water park, his family went back to
their hotel. We got together a few more times as a
group, then they went back home.
***
Later that year my boyfriend and I broke up, when we
again had to move away, to a different city. This time
we moved only about an hour away from where Nic lived.
Nic had his own car now, it was a little red hatch back
Honda.
He was also single, and let me know right away that he
wanted me to be his girlfriend, if I wanted to. He would
come and pick me up any chance he got. I was 16 and he
was 18, but my parents knew he was a 'good kid' and they
let us date. He was no longer into that whole Goth
thing. He was more about just being himself, and I like
that a lot better.
That first day, that he came to pick me up, I will never
forget. He had now moved out of his parents home, and
was living with a couple of his friends, in a 3 bedroom,
3 bath apartment. They were all going to the local
college.
They kept the place pretty nice. There were a couple of
denim couches, with a modern looking coffee table that
had various guy magazines on it. There was a glass top
dining table with 4 matching chairs. It was a pretty
nice pad.
He grabbed a couple of beers, and took me to his room.
He put a tie on the outside of the door knob, then
locked the door. I drank a little bit of my beer, then
sat it down on the night stand.
He took off his shirt as he looked at me and flexed. He
had gotten his nipples pierced, and had a new tattoo on
his back of angel wings. It was so bad ass. I thought he
was hotter than ever. Then he tackled me gently, and
pushed me down on the bed. He held my arms down over my
head and said, "You're all mine now."
We started to make out. It felt so good, and brought
back all those sexy memories, of our make out sessions
from the past. I had missed him so much. It felt like
time stood still, as we kissed and peeled off our
clothes a piece at a time.
A few seconds later, we were totally naked, and under
the covers. He looked at me and said, "Wow! I can't
believe you're naked in my bed." I giggled, and then he
said, "I want to make love to you so bad Kendra." We
kissed, then he looked at me, waiting for a response. I
said, "What are you waiting for?" with a sexy look.
He smiled, and grabbed a condom out of his end table. I
was on the pill, but I didn't tell him yet. I just let
him do whatever it was the he wanted to do. We made out,
and he teased my pussy and fingered me really good,
until he made me cum.
Then he put on the condom. His cock was bigger and
fatter than ever. I would say he had to be about 8
inches long. My last boyfriend was only about 6 inches,
so I was a little afraid of his python.
He made sure that I was very wet. Then as we French
kissed he started to enter me. It felt so fucking huge.
The head of his cock was so fat. Then he slid his tongue
into my mouth, and kissed me hard, as he pushed it all
the way in.
It felt huge, and I moaned. It really hurt at first,
like he was stretching me out. He stopped kissing me and
said, "You're so fucking tight, oh my god."
Then he started to work it really good at a steady pace.
Oh my god, it felt amazing. He made me climax, over and
over again. His cock just kept pounding into my g spot,
and he would rub my clit, as he French kissed my mouth.
We made love for 2 hours.
By the time we were done, we were both sweaty, and it
was dark outside. We heard his friends laughing, and
talking in the next room. He said, "Babe, I have to say.
That was the best sex I have ever had, with anyone. I'm
not just saying that either. Fuck! That was so hot."
I smiled and said, "Yeah, it was for me too." He smiled
and kissed me again. After we hugged for a little
longer. We got up, and got dressed. He took me out to
meet his friends.
First I met Pete. Then Andrew. Pete was a short and
chubby, really sweet guy. Andrew was a flirt, and looked
at me up and down right away. Nic introduced me as his
girlfriend.
Andrew said, "Damn bro, you know you can go to jail for
that right?" Nic chuckled then said, "It's fucking worth
it." Andrew looked at me, like he was trying to see
through my clothes, and laughed. It made me feel weird.
Then we all sat down, and Andrew lit up a fat joint. We
all toked out, and I started to feel a little more
relaxed, hanging with the guys.
***
A few months went by, Nic and I were so happy together.
He would come see me at my house all the time. Then
every weekend, my parents would let me spend the weekend
with him, and he would bring me back home Sunday
evening.
One weekend I was at his apartment chilling out with
him. He was out of pot, and asked me to just stay there,
while he went to go get some right quick. I said
"Okay," and started watching TV.
A while later Andrew came home. He had always flirted
with me when Nic wasn't around, and let me know, very
obviously, that he was attracted to me. He kind of
scared me. Not that he wasn't attractive. There was just
something about him, that gave me a bad feeling.
I told Nic about the vibe I was getting from him. He had
noticed it too, but said, "He knows I will fuck him up,
if he messes with you. Don't worry, you'll be okay."
Andrew was about 5 feet 9 inches tall. I was about 5
feet 3 inches tall by then, so he wasn't towering over
me, but still taller. He had shaggy long blonde hair,
and sinister looking dark blue eyes. His right eyebrow
had a scar running through it, and he had a scruffy look
with a beard barely starting to grow.
He knew I was all alone, so he sat as close to me as he
could, and said, "Where's Nic?" I said, as I tried to
scoot over, and away from him, "He went on a run, he
should be right back."
Then Andrew just lunged at me. He had his hands all over
me, and his tongue was struggling to get down my throat.
I yelled at him to stop, and get off of me, but he
refused to let me go.
He squeezed my tits really hard, as his hard cock rubbed
against my leg. I hit him in the face and scratched his
cheek. This really pissed him off, and he slapped me,
hard. Then he pulled my shirt up and tried to expose my
tits. I was starting to cry by this point, and
struggling with all my strength, to get him off of me.
Just then, Nic walked in the door. I screamed his name,
and he ran and grabbed Andrew off of me, by the neck.
They went at it, and Andrew ended up getting his ass
kicked. Then Nic yelled at Andrew as he ran to the room
he was staying in. "Get your shit, and get the fuck out.
NOW!"
I had never seen Nic so pissed off in my life. He ran
over to me, and hugged me, then said, "Are you alright?"
I was very shaken, and just started crying softly. He
said, "I'm so sorry, I should have never left you alone.
I didn't know he was gonna be here. I'm so sorry." He
took me to his room, and told me to stay in there, till
he got Andrew out.
Andrew was not on the lease, so he left as quickly as he
could. Nic locked the door, and came back into the room
with me. I was still a little shaken, and my eyes were a
little puffy. Then he asked me cautiously, "What did he
do to you?"
I told him about every detail. How he had touched my
body all over, but mostly just squeezed the fuck out of
my tits really hard, as he tried to stick his nasty
tongue down my throat. I wouldn't let him, and this
pissed him off. So he got more violent with me.
Nic was so fucking angry, but he tried to keep it cool.
He said, "Fucking scum!" He hugged me tight and said,
"Im so sorry." I told him that it was not his fault, and
I was glad he came back when he did, or I might have
gotten raped.
When Pete came home, Nic told him what happened. Pete
was a sweetheart, and asked Nic if I was okay. Nic told
him, that I was shaken up, but I would be alright.
That night, I got wasted. We were all doing shots, and I
was so drunk, I was dizzy. Nic took me to his room. He
was drunk too, but not as much as I was. I just laid
there, and he started to undress me. It felt so good as
I felt soft kisses all over my naked body.
He went down to eat me out, and it was just as good as I
had remembered, even better. I moaned as he pleasured
me, and he made me cum twice.
Then he pushed his cock deep into me, this time without
a condom, and it felt so fucking good. He pounded me for
a while, then he flipped me over on top of him, and
helped me ride his cock.
I was seeing stars, as I started to bounce on him. I
came too fucking fast, and could barely hold myself up,
as my clit pushed up against him. He said, "Yeah baby,
this cock is gonna knock you out real quick."
He flipped me over, and put his arms under my legs. He
spread me open wide and fucked me hard. It felt so
fucking good, that I had the biggest orgasm I had ever
had. I closed my eyes tight, and moaned as he pounded
against me, deep and hard, with long thrusting strokes.
It gave me tears in my eyes, and totally knocked me out.
I didn't wake up till the next morning.
The next morning I woke up to the feeling of my whole
body, being rubbed and caressed by Nic's strong hands.
He was groping my tits gently, and just rubbing his
hands all over me. It felt so good.
I turned on my back and stretched. He said, "Good
morning sexy." I smiled at him, and then turned to hug
him. He hugged me close, then I got up and took a
shower, and got dressed in a fresh change of clothes. I
had a slight head ache from over drinking the night
before. So I didn't eat anything, until I got back home
that night.
***
Over the next few months everything was awesome between
us. Then one day he came to pick me up at my house. He
took me to a quiet local park. We walked over to a
table, and sat down. I could tell that there was
something really bothering him.
He began to tell me how he had run into his ex
girlfriend, Janis. She had just given birth to a baby
and told him it was his. He told me he had no idea she
was pregnant, but she told him that she was sure it was
his kid.
I wasn't really too worried about it. I knew he was a
good man, and would do the right thing, and take care of
his kid, if it really was his. A few days later, he
called to tell me that it was confirmed, that it was his
son.
Over the next week, we started spending less and less
time together. Mostly because he was working so many
more hours to help take care of his son. Then he had
school.
Whenever we would get together, we always had a blast
and really enjoyed making love. Then, a few weeks later,
he told me that he wanted to try and make things work
with his babies mother, and be a family. This totally
broke my heart, but I understood at the same time.
***
I was so depressed for the next couple of years. I went
through a rough time in my life with my parents, and
being with guys who were not completely trustworthy.
Then I finally met a really good guy, or at least I
thought at first. I was 18 and he was 26. We moved in
together, and after a few months, things started to
change. He would stay out late with his friends, and
come home drunk, too many times.
I wasn't happy, but I didn't know what to do. If I moved
out, I had nowhere else to go, and I sure as hell wasn't
going to move back in with my parents.
***
A few days later, it was a really hot summer day. The
air conditioner in my car was not working so good. So I
just went to the mall alone. Just to walk around, and
think. There he was, Dominic, walking all alone.
He saw me and smiled, then walked over to me. We hugged.
He said, "Wow, you look great." I was barely making ends
meet, so I was not eating very much, and this helped me
to keep my slim figure. He had put on a few pounds, and
had not worked out in a while, but I still found him
very attractive.
He asked if he could buy me a slice of pizza, and I
accepted. We walked over to the food court, and grabbed
a couple of slices. He told me he had recently broke up
with his baby mama, after he caught her cheating on him.
I told him about my situation. He said, "You know, if
you want, you could move in with me. It's just a studio
apartment, but we could make it work." I told him I had
to think about it. I didn't want him to think that I was
so easy. He dumped me after all, and I was still really
hurt over that, even though I understood it.
I gave him my new phone number, and he gave me his. I
went home that night to an empty house. Took a shower
and laid in bed. I thought about Nic, and how long we
had known each other. I really wanted to go back to him
so bad. I just didn't want to lose him again.
My boyfriend came home, drunk as fuck. He plopped down
on the bed next to me and went to sleep. I decided at
that moment that I was leaving, and going to move in
with Nic.
***
The next day I packed all my stuff, and loaded it into
my car. I broke up with my boyfriend with a note. Then
got in my car and drove away before he even woke up.
I called Nic, after I drove around for an hour thinking.
He gave me his address. I drove to his place, and he met
me out in the parking lot. I locked my car, and he took
me to his apartment.
It was very small. It had a tiny kitchen area, and a
small bathroom. His bed and some bedroom furniture and a
big sofa with TV and video games. It was heaven as far
as I was concerned. I was just happy to be back with
Nic.
He helped me bring in my stuff from the car. I didn't
really have much, just some clothes and bedding. Then a
few electronics. Once I got settled in he gave me a big
hug. He told me how he had never stopped loving me, when
we were apart, and how he had missed me so much. I felt
the same but didn't tell him. I just told him that he
really hurt me. He knew that he did, and he said he
would do everything he could to make it up to me.
That night we made out on the big fluffy couch. Then we
went to his bed and made wild passionate love. I thought
it was the best sex I ever had. Or it least it felt that
way. I knew for sure, he was the best lover I ever had.
After we made love we started talking about when we were
kids. I told him how I thought he was so hot, diving
into the pool. We laughed together. He remembered that
time, and said he was trying really hard to impress me,
because he thought I was so fine.
***
The next few weeks were bliss. We were more in love than
ever. I would prepare healthy meals for us, and we would
go to the gym together, and workout. After a couple of
months, we both got back in great shape, and were
looking hot, and feeling even better than we looked.
After his baby mama found out he had a new sexy
girlfriend, who was younger than her. She tried really
hard to get him back. I was so scared that he would
leave me, and go back to her again. She used every trick
in the book to get him back, then when that didn't work.
She told him, that he would have to go to court, to be
able to see his son again.
He was so upset. It made me feel so insecure. He was
really hurting over this whole situation, and I thought
he would give into her, and just go back, to be able to
see his son again, but he proved me wrong. He got a
lawyer, and with some help from his parents, and after a
year of fighting, he finally got the rights to see his
son.
***
The next summer we had saved up enough money to take a
trip to Miami for a weekend. It was the best time I ever
had. We hung out at the beach, and went dancing at
night.
On the last evening, before we were going to head for
home. We took a long walk on the beach, while the sun
was going down. It was so romantic. He got down on one
knee, and pulled out a gold ring from his pocket. He
asked me to marry him.
A few months later we had a small ceremony in a local
park. Both of our families were there, and a few
friends. 5 years later we had a baby girl, and named her
Nicole. There have been many ups and downs throughout
our relationship, but we always find a way to work
things out together.
Every time summer comes around, I always remember those
late summer nights, when we use to get stoned and make
out. We always seem to have really hot sex in the
summer, just remembering those days together.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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