1. Manmoirs: Summer Loving


    Date: 7/28/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Manmoirs, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    Summer in Canada is a wonderful place to be if you're a red-blooded male. The female species is a sight to see once the temperature reaches seventy degrees (that's about twenty-two Celsius, give or take). I landed a job doing promotions all summer for Pepsi. I worked primarily afternoons and evenings, and I played baseball on weekends whenever I wasn't working. That left my mornings free where I joined a local gym. I ran into Nikki on my first day. She was a year younger than me and graduated a semester early, leaving her spring and summer months open to work and look hot. She was gorgeous; 5"3, amazing ass, c-cup breasts and blond hair down to her shoulders. She came over to say hello while I was trying to hide the bulge in my shorts. "Dean! How are you?" "I'm good Nikki. Wow you look great! How are you doing?" "Aw thanks Dean you don't look so bad yourself. I'm doing fine. Trying to stay fit, working at Mike's Bar and Grill all summer to save up for school. You should come by!" "Absolutely. I'm free tonight after nine. I'll swing by." I finished work and headed over to the bar. I saw a couple of old classmates and caught up with them. Nikki had a black skirt that showed off her amazing legs, and a black top that seemed to make her breasts look enormous. She was hotter than I ever remembered. She came over and gave me a hug. "Dean you made it! Hey that shirt looks hot on you." "We have something in-common then Nikki." She laughed and walked away. She turned and glanced at ...
    me while I was checking her ass. She smiled, and I wasn't sure if she liked what she saw or if she busted me for checking her out. I didn't care either way. Couple hours later I told her I was heading home. She told me to wait. "I'm off in ten minutes. Why don't we grab a coffee." We stop at our local Tim Hortons (typical Canadian). We talked about everything; school, common friends and classmates, relationships, you name it. She told me she had just broken up with her boyfriend. She could never stay single for long because she always had guys going after her. She confessed her longest relationship was five months, which also didn't surprise me. She also confessed she didn't know what she wanted - a sign that she might be down to hook up. When we left I told her I'd follow her home to make sure she got home safe. When she arrived to her house I got out of my car to say goodbye. We hugged, and then I kissed her. She kissed me back. We were making out on her driveway for a few minutes. "Dean do you wanna come over tomorrow morning around nine or so? My parents are at work and I get bored sometimes. Wanna hang out?" "Sure Nikki, sounds good." The next morning I told my parents was heading to the gym. Instead I took a ninety-second drive to Nikki's house. She opened the door in short shorts and a tank top. She is fine , is all I could think of. She popped in a movie. I can't remember which one, I just know it was VHS and we were kissing on her couch immediately. She held me so ...
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