Diary of a Slave Merchant 2007
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Summer of 2007. I remember it like it was yesterday. It was, to me, the best year in my life. 18 years old, steady income, good friends. I had everything a teen could ask for.
I was in grade 12, Math class, the final class of my final year of high school. Finally. The anticipation of going camping with friends to my buddy’s chalet right after school was torture. As soon as the bell sounded, I bolted out of my seat, turned around once I arrived at the door, stuck both my middle fingers up and told everyone to rot in hell before running down the steps and past the lockers.
I was the first one out of the school and headed towards the parking lot where my friend, Dominic, was waiting for me (He had skipped his last classes so he could prepare for the trip to his chalet). He had just bought the latest ‘Billy Talent’ CD and was listening to it quite loudly. We rushed over to pick up our friend Jed and were on our way up to Dominic’s chalet. It was about an hour away but it was almost like a second home to me. I had spent almost all my summers at that chalet and would visit Dominic and his family whenever I could. It was a nice, old, wooden home. It was pretty big too, and rested on a little hill before a lake.
When we got there, we immediately ran out of the car, down the hill and jumped into the lake. The sweet sense of freedom and care free security danced inside us. It was summer time and what better way to spend it than alone with some friends at a chalet. A few minutes later, more people arrived, my cousin Cedric, our friend Veronica and Dominic’s friend Sam. I was the oldest of the group, but interestingly enough, the youngest was only 3 weeks younger. We were all adults, all friends and we all got along great.
That night, right after supper we turned on some music, went into the backyard and roasted sausages and marshmallows on the bonfire. Again, Dominic searched through his Ipod for some good songs and stopped on Billy Talent’s Surrender. With a good amount of beer resting inside me, I closed my eyes and just listened to the music. I didn’t think I could be any more comfortable until Veronica sat down next to me. She brought her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.
‘Are you cold?’ I asked her.
‘Yeah, I can’t seem to get warm,’ she replied, ‘So I’m sitting next to you in hope of heating up a little.’
I took my hoodie off and gave it to her. She put it on and zipped it only up to around her bellybutton area and rested her head on my left shoulder. Her long, fine, chestnut-coloured hair (with somewhat dirty-blondish highlights) smelled nice. I looked up only to see everyone just staring at me, not saying a word. I was confused at first, but it didn’t take me long to figure out what their eyes were saying.
Veronica was a really pretty girl. I had met her in grade 9 after finding out my mother was close friends with her mom. I had always felt a little attracted to her, but I really was just friends with her and had never thought of it more than that. It was more of an attraction to her personality than it was to her physical self.
However, having her stuck so close to me, her head resting on my shoulder made me feel almost blissful. The feeling was almost unexplainable, but I didn’t question it too much at the time. I ended up dozing off listening to the music and the sound of my friends chatting for some time.
I woke up slowly after realizing there was no more music playing, the fire had almost died out and I was, to my surprise, in a spooning position with Veronica. I noticed my right arm was around her, so I gently tried to pull it away before she woke up. I didn’t want her to think I was trying to come on to her, it was an accident. As soon as I took my arm off of her, she woke up.
‘Where is everybody?’ She asked, stretching.
‘I’m not sure, I fell asleep and when I woke up everyone was gone.’
‘Yeah, I fell asleep too.’
I sat up but felt either too tired or too lazy to get up from the lawn chair I had fallen asleep on.
‘What time is it?’ She asked me.
‘I have no clue.’ I replied with a chuckle.
I looked at her and suddenly felt something strange. Her green eyes stared at the ashes and embers of the dying fire and I realized exactly just how gorgeous she was and couldn’t seem to take my eyes off her, even when she looked back up at me.
‘What?’ She asked smiling.
‘No, nothing,’ I said, ‘I just realized something, that’s all.’ I said.
‘Yeah, and what’s that?’
‘I never realized just how much of a good-looking girl you are,’ I told her, ‘I’ve known you for this long and never really noticed it.’
She smiled and I could see she was blushing which made me laugh.
‘It’s a compliment,’ I said, ‘Just take it.’
‘Well, thank you,’ she said, ‘and you’re a handsome guy.’
‘Hey, thanks a lot.’
I lay back down next to her and looked up at the stars. The sky was so very clear where we were. No interfering city lights or airplanes, just one big, dark sky littered with stars. We really were in the middle of nowhere. A small camping ground surrounded by a vast forest, a dirt road and a lake. The same blissful feeling came over me again. I was 18, surrounded by nature, gazing at the stars on a warm, summer night, lying next to a beautiful girl. We counted shooting stars, told jokes and reminisced.
‘Remember last summer when we were at my house drinking for Dom’s birthday,’ I said, ‘and Jed started spraying him with whipped cream and you laughed so hard you spilled your drink all over me but I was too drunk to notice and the next morning I thought I had pissed myself?’
We both laughed until tears were coming out.
‘You still owe me for those pants.’ I said jokingly.
‘Well, YOU owe me another drink.’ She replied back.
‘Why do I owe you a drink? You’re the one who spilled it all over me.’
‘Yeah but only because I was trying to get you to take your pants off.’
I stared into her beautiful, green eyes. She was looking at me smiling. She had the most beautiful lips and even prettier eyes. I couldn’t help but look at her and before I even had time to reconsider it, I kissed her. I was nervous but relieved when she responded to my kiss.
‘I’m sorry.’ I said.
‘Why?’ She asked.
I looked up at her and saw a sudden change of expressions on her face.
‘We should go swimming!’ She exclaimed.
Before I even had time to protest, she grabbed my hand and started running towards the lake. All I could do was follow but I was somewhat confused as to what had just happened. One second I was kissing her and the next we were running down a hill towards a lake. When we got to the wharf, she took off the hoodie I had given her, then her tank top, followed by her jeans, revealing a fantastic pair of breasts hidden behind a bathing suit top. It was the first time I had seen her so…
I’m guessing she noticed I was staring at her breasts when she started taking my shirt off for me and then unbuttoning my jeans. Then she grabbed my wrist and jumped into the water with me. The lake was surprisingly warm and I felt like I could stay underwater forever. The bubbles coming back up around me felt incredible, as if nothing else existed. When I resurfaced, I noticed her looking at me laughing. She splashed water into my face so I reciprocated. We laughed loudly as we splashed each other and grabbed each other under water.
Breathless, we both went back to the ladder leading up the wharf. But we didn’t get out, we just sat on the steps and got our breath back. We shoved each other a little with our shoulders and laughed. I looked at her again and she stared back at me, always smiling.
‘You’re pretty cool for a girl.’ I said.
‘And you’re pretty cool for a guy.’ She said back.
We chuckled and I put my left arm around her and gave her a friendly hug before she pushed me
back into the lake. I hurried back to the ladder, grabbed her and pulled her in with me. My arms wrapped around her, our faces inches from each other, I kissed her passionately. We kissed, swimming in the lake under nothing but the light from the stars for a little while. She was just all of a sudden so beautiful. I couldn’t believe I had never seen it before. We kissed, sinking into the water. Our lips connected, water flowing everywhere around us. It was sublime.
As we kissed, she slowly started playing with my growing erection with her fingers. We came back from under the water and went back onto the wharf where I grabbed her by her beautiful ass and pushed her closer to me and kissed her again. Our tongues caressed and I could no longer feel anything else but her wet skin connecting with my body. We lay down on the wooden wharf, still kissing passionately.
She took her bra off and I realized I was on the verge of fucking a close friend. A gorgeous, close friend. However, panic struck me when I realized I had just gotten out of the water and, although it may sound silly, I was incredibly nervous I may be suffering from shrinkage. Cool water mixed with night-time temperature was the perfect recipe. Fortunately, when she took my wet boxer-shorts off, everything seemed normal and my cock was anything but suffering from shrinkage. She grabbed my cock, looked up at me and stared at me with those beautiful green eyes before I positioned myself over her face so she could suck me off.
Her beautiful, luscious lips pumped on my cock with perfection. I could easily say it is, still to this day, the best blow job anyone’s ever given me. I pulled out before I reached the point of no return, where it’s impossible not to come and went down on her. I took her panties off, spread her legs wide and started nibbling and sucking on her clit and fingering her hot pussy. She instantly arched her back and let out a cute little moan and pushed my face deeper into her with her hands. I ate her out under the night sky, both our bodies wet, yet warm from the intensity and excitement of it all.
I ate her pussy till she came, letting out a fairly loud moan. She looked down at me panting.
‘Fuck me, right now.’ She said.
I grabbed her by the back of the head and french kissed her. When we stopped kissing, I slowly dug my bulging cock into her wet pussy. We fucked in the missionary position for some time, her legs raised to my sides, I fucked her beautiful cunt intensely as she rocked herself up and down to the movements of my own body. Her cunt was wet and hot and it was by far the best pussy I had ever had at the time, and perhaps even to this day. Her heavy breathing quickly started turning into soft, breathless moans which got louder and louder till I felt her about to cum again. I fucked her, pounding her pussy as hard and fast as I could until she came again, pushing cries of pleasure.
I was proud to see I was still lasting, considering she had almost brought me to the edge previously, when she gave me a blow job. I kept fucking her now red, tight, wet cunt as we kissed until I felt I was about to cum too. I couldn’t help but fuck her faster and faster, each thrust into her more powerful than the one before until I couldn’t take it anymore and shot my huge load into her, spraying the inside of her pussy with my cum.
‘Holy shit!’ I said, my cock still inside her.
She kissed me, her legs squeezing my sides tightly. I caressed her pretty face and stroke her tongue with my own. I finally pulled out of her and collapsed next to her, still breathless.
‘Wow.’ I said, staring up at the stars.
‘Yeah, that was amazing.’ She said.
I looked at her, smiling.
‘I doubt I’ve ever came more than that in my life. I sure as hell hope you’re on the pill.’ I laughed lightly.
She turned to me and kissed me. We kissed under the night sky, completely naked. I couldn’t have asked for anything more at the time.
We kept watching the stars and chatted for a little while until she turned to me.
‘You wanna’ go again?’ She asked.
‘What, now?’
‘Well, if you want to.’
‘No thanks.’ I said sarcastically, and then started kissing her, touching her soft face with my hand. I slowly got on top of her as she lay on her back. She started stroking my cock with her hand until I was hard. I slipped my dick into her wet pussy.
I fucked her gently at first until she told me to fuck her harder. I pumped my cock in and out of her as hard as I could and I could already tell she was reaching climax. I fucked her until she came and then fucked her some more.
‘Wait,’ she said, before turning around in the doggy style position, ‘Fuck me like this.’
I grabbed her arms, pulled her towards me and pushed my cock into her cunt, her juices running down her legs. I fucked her pussy with more force than I ever had and she was enjoying every second of it. I had never fucked someone like I fucked her. I rammed her pussy until I ejaculated into her once again with still a considerable amount of cum. She turned around and sucked my cock dry, slurping every last bit of cum I had left.
We collapsed on the wharf, both of us breathless and more than satisfied. I looked over at her. She was so fucking gorgeous. She put her top back on, looked at me with a big smile and kissed me, before snuggling up close to me and falling asleep.
I stared up at the stars and could faintly hear a song playing but I couldn’t tell where it was coming from. It was The Verve’s ‘Bittersweet Symphony.’ I fell asleep, happier than I had ever been in my life.
The next morning, around 5:00 A.M., I got up and put my jeans back on and covered Veronica with my hoodie. When I lay back down next to her, I felt something in my pocket. It was my Ipod playing ‘Bittersweet Symphony’ on repeat.
The following day, it was easy to tell everyone had figured out that Veronica and I were in love. They had gone out to take a walk to leave us alone the night before and I couldn’t thank them enough. It ended up spawning a relationship stronger than any other I’ve ever had in the past. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything else in the world.
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Walter has just finished college and is spending one last summer taking care of his weird uncle’s cabin located on Pond Cove, a secluded area surrounded by a government nature preserve. All of the other owners, except one, have been bought out by the government which wants to turn Pond Cove into a frog sanctuary. Walter meets his neighbors for the summer– six sorority sisters who are spending one last summer together.Things get a little warm... and a little weird... as Walter learns about his...
SpankingAuthor's Note: I'm glad everyone seems to be enjoying the new story, this is one that's been in my head for years and I'm happy to finally have it down on the page. Additionally, if you've been chomping at the bit for more stories, I've taken part in a few CYOA interactive stories over at writing.com and CHYOA.com that you can find fairly easily. "What am I going to do?" Taylor asked, after explaining his current situation to Aunt Agnes. She sat with a pensive look on her...
Not only cousins, but also lifelong best friends, the two boys look so much alike that they’re often mistaken for brothers, even twins. Both are short, with Aaron standing 5’5, weighing in at 125 pounds while J.J. is 5’6, and 135 pounds. Both have lean and wiry builds. With their dark hair and blue eyes, they are never seen without their backwards baseball caps, and when they smile, their boyish charms are only enhanced, with both of them flashing winning tinsel grins with their braces....
Finally! Summer! For me, that has two meanings. School is over, I’m back from college. Finally, I get to lounge by the pool and relax for three months. Also, my baby sister is named Summer. At 19, Summer had perfect long, blonde hair hanging down just past her shoulders. Her body had developed during my first year of college, so my summer break that year was quite a shock. When I left, she was a 5’6” gangly 16 year old girl with a pretty face. When I came back, she was still the same height,...
Not only cousins, but also lifelong best friends, the two boys look so much alike that they’re often mistaken for brothers, even twins. Both are short, with Aaron standing 5’5, weighing in at 125 pounds while J.J. is 5’6, and 135 pounds. Both have lean and wiry builds. With their dark hair and blue eyes, they are never seen without their backwards baseball caps, and when they smile, their boyish charms are only enhanced, with both of them flashing winning tinsel grins with their braces....
Summer Secrets By Varian Milagro http://varianm.blogspot.com/ Chapter 1 It should have been a great day. It was a beautiful June morning and the school year was ending in just a couple minutes. All of my classmates were excited; half of them were counting the exact number of seconds left until summer break officially began. I looked around the room knowing that it was probably the last time I'd be in this school. I was a middle school graduate now and would be a tenth grader in...
SUMMER ESCAPADES – The Beginning of a Great Summer Chapter 1 By Bob Andersen I loved going to camp. It was the only thing that I looked forward to during the summers, even more than baseball. I had gone to the same over-night camp since I was 8 years old, and now that I was 15, I looked forward to the Counselor-in-Training program. It meant that I would be away from parents and my little brother for a whole 8-weeks. That in itself should have been enough, but I also knew that a lot of the kids...
GayThings get a little warm... and a little weird... as Walter learns about his submissive side from the hands of some expert teachers. This story stands on its own, but the storyline will continue in the future. Because this is the first chapter, there is a lot of setup and staging before things get interesting. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual...
Summer Experiment Chapter One Frankie felt the agitation building in his body simply talking on the phone to his wife. He missed her terribly. She was hours away and he was feeling so down about being alone. And she was bringing up the same old thing all over again, sex. He didn't like the topic of sex. It made him feel nervous inside just talking about it. It was awkward discussing their sex life or lack of it and it was even worse to do it while his wife was on a speakerphone...
Me and my wife don't really like to label our relationship. To many boxes with some many constraints attached to them. If somebody asks we just reply that we are swinging, as it seems to sum up our views on sex and love. As far as I'm concerned, I've never been into monogamy. The whole concept of just fucking one person for the rest of the relationship seems boring to me. I don't own anybody, and nobody can ever claim to own me, or my body. It's my life after all.My first experience on this...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The saga comes to a close as Walter and Holly return to school... now as teachers. How they get their new teaching positions, who their principals will be, and where they will teach is all discovered in this final chapter of Summer at Pond Cove. This story stands on its own, but makes a little more sense if you have read the previous chapters. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of...
Introduction: This is the dark tale of Jana who accompanies her boyfriend to a summer solstice celebration held deep in the woods. The story is very OTT and is meant to be. It is not for the faint of heart and it does not have a happy ending. It is a dirty, dirty story with tons of fucking, cannibalism, death, horror, and destruction. If you do not like this sort of thing then please do not read it, choose something happier. If you read it despite this warning, please keep your comments to...
Son-in-law's Summer of Love and SexbySusanJillParker©This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Please vote.Wife abandons husband and baby for a wild life on the French Riviera. *Glad for the experience, it had been a long, hot, emotionally charged and sexually frustrating summer spent with my mother-in-law. Surviving the heat, a record number of 90 plus degree consecutive days, no longer feeling sorry for myself, I was looking forward to the cooler temperatures of fall to clear my head for a fresh...
I didn’t quite know what to expect the next morning. After all, we’d crossed a line, one that couldn’t be recrossed again, and I found myself consumed with a million little worries when I woke. Nothing to do about it, at least not until Summer arose too. I decided that we’d sit down and have a long talk and work this out…As usual, though, Summer was… Summer, meaning things just sort of worked themselves out. Or maybe they didn’t. At least not how I expected.I heard her stirring. Or rather, I...
IncestWe drove to the spring again, accompanied by Debussy’s Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun. She was giggly. She’d been so all morning. She’d also brought one of her shopping bags with her. I didn’t ask. I’m sure I’d find out later.“Stay here for… Oh, I don’t know. A while.”“Why?” I asked.“Because I asked you too.”So I did. Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes going by. And then I picked up my easel and my paint box and joined her at the spring.“Don’t laugh,” she told me shyly, as if I would. She was...
IncestIt’s hard to believe that my summer at Pond Cove has come to an end. Things didn’t finish the way I had expected. Actually, things didn’t begin the way I expected either and the summer was nothing like I thought it would be. I thought I would have a lot of time to myself over the summer to get ready for my first year of teaching. Instead, most of my summer was taken up finding out I was a painslut, falling in love with another painslut– holly, submitting myself to Mistress Gloria... and then...
BDSMI was catching up with my old high school buddy Jeff. We hadn't seen each other since two summers ago, when we had gone to a movie together - and ended up sucking each other off in the back of the theater.Now seeing each other for the first time in a long time, we'd just started to watch a movie on the couch at his house, but we didn't get far into it. Almost immediately, we took turns blowing each other. Then, as he came back from the kitchen with beers, his dick swaying temptingly as he...
Bisexualwritten by Nellieneska, edited by atrain_alex89 Every year the Clark family goes on its annual summer vacation trip. They own a house out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by endless amounts of trees and a lake that spans on for miles. While on these vacations, it is rare to come across another soul, which is what they liked about it. They got to escape from the world and just have a little fun and relaxation before heading back into their daily lives. As time went on, these trips seemed to...
IncestSummer Fling By Mr. Double-U All Arnie wanted was a summer love. That wasn't too much to ask, was it? He sat on his blanket, listening to the waves against the shore. 'It's Labor Day weekend. Another summer shot in the ass' he thought. He watched as the couples walked arm in arm across the beach and sighed. 'He isn't so great looking', Arnie thought. 'How come she's with him and not me?' Arnie sat up and continued with his book. Arnie wasn't a star athlete or a rocket...