1. Summer fling: Arne's perspective


    Date: 7/27/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Broc85, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    I've come back to Rockport for the fifth time in the same amount of years. Mind you, the first time was to start studying in Boston and nowadays I come back because I enjoy the area and make decent money while visiting family. My name is Arne. I'm your average Danish college student, and this was pretty much the wildest adventure I have ever had (so far)! I ended up staying for the summer in the first year, because my uncle got me a job helping a company maintain lawns in and around the town to earn some money so I could road trip through the US the rest of the summer. This is how I met Sandy and Susan Stilton. Having the same first letter seemed ridiculous to me at first but that idea quickly dissipated when I saw them. I first met Sandy as I was driving around on the lawnmower in their garden. She was walking out to the pool as I was trimming the grass, and she was one of the most gorgeous teens I had ever seen, even considering Danish standards. Golden blond hair cascading down her shoulders, bright smile below her sparkling blue eyes, tight teen body with what I guessed at the time perky small b-cups and whenever she turned around she would show of her gorgeous tight little bum. I don't want to say it was love at first sight for me, but I definitely realized she was way out of my league. My cock woke up whenever I saw her. Since that first year she had grown a little, her breasts had become large B's or small C's, but she still has that amazingly tight body (I later ...
    learned she had been the gymnastics team captain all that time). The first year I worked in their yard she waved, and smiled whenever she saw me, we chatted a few times but never much more than that. The second year I was suddenly beneath her notice. I waved the first time I saw her but only received a cold stare and we never exchanged more words other than her explaining what her mother wanted that year. The third year was more of the same, and I put it down to me not understanding American teens, but more importantly that was also the year my crush developed. Not on her though, but on her mother. I'd seen Susan Stilton the previous year a few times walking around the house, but she seemed very busy all the time. The third year though she spent some time with her daughter by the pool and by god, she was stunning. Imagine a more mature and bodacious version of her daughter and you don't even come close to how she looked. If someone had told me they were closely related cousins instead of mother and daughter, I would not have been surprised. Susan had the same golden blond hair with sparkly blue eyes belying her age. Her body was well looked after, toned and tanned. Where her daughter had petite perky breasts, Susan had gorgeous voluptuous D cups. From the first moment I saw her in that third summer in her bikini by the pool next to her cute daughter she became my goddess. The year after, last year, Sandy had thawed somewhat and the smiling and waving returned, there was even some ...
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