Long Man, Hot Summer

by strawberryangel

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Teenagers, Consensual, Romantic, Drunk/Drugged, Heterosexual, True Story, Safe Sex, Size, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: A memoir of one wild week for an 18 year old girl. Now Ashley is a 33 year old wife and mom who looks back on that week. This is based on a week I lived many years ago.

In a long line of Minivans and SUV's, Ashley joined the rest of the moms and dads retrieving their little ones from morning kindergarten. She watched the rain trickle down her vehicle's windshield then sat back and closed her eyes. Her young daughter was humming back in her car seat, to no song in particular. Catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she looked at her blonde hair, with strawberry highlights, pulled up in a clasp. Playing with the wisps of her curls she studied it hanging down, framing her face. There was a glint in her green eyes, and they were intense and full of life. She still felt 18 despite her 33 years of age. She was a pretty confident teen but now she was even more confident as an adult.

Presently she felt she sometimes got lost in a world of bill paying, carpooling, housework and other mundane things that occupy a stay-at-home mom's day. She'd walked away from her career a few years back, raising her children was her most important job ever and she took it seriously. Somewhere along the way she lost parts of herself. She was mom, wife, sister and daughter but not always Ashley. She was only slightly the girl she remembered at 18.

Shifting her focus from her daughter's beautiful humming to the familiar song starting on the radio, her mind drifted back to a wild week one summer after she graduated high school...

Her hair was long, down to the middle of her back with spiral curls. Athletic, spunky and full of life, she was always willing to laugh or make someone laugh. She believed life was for living, enjoying and savoring, "Carpe Diem" was her motto. With men, however, she felt she was inadequate. It was probably due to her first love, Andrew, who broke her heart and treated her badly. She loved Andrew whole heartedly, but he never loved her, however it took her until now to figure that out. Pining for him to this day she rarely gave any guy a chance. Currently she was dating a guy who was the typical bad-boy, for some reason she felt she deserved the punishment of his company. Vic didn't love her, and she didn't love him so there were no expectations. Suspecting Vic slept around on her she knew there was nothing to their relationship and it was only a matter of time before she kicked him to the curb. Why she hadn't yet was a mystery to even her.

Donna was Ashley's wild friend. The two were really close their junior year until Donna's mom had a breakdown. Dragging poor Donna through her demented state, her mom kept her locked in her bedroom, punishing her for things she hadn't done. One day she ran away and called Ashley to let her know what she had done, what she planned and where she could be found. It was a crazy time to say the least because when Donna's mom found her she had her signed into the psych ward of a local hospital. She eventually got out, against doctors advice and her mothers orders, immediately calling her dad. Her dad had remarried and moved to the other side of the state. Before the end of their junior year she made the move farther east with her dad and step-mom. Ashley lost the daily companionship of her best friend and was in a dead end relationship with an asshole. It was a rough time.

During their senior year they would visit each other and when they did they truly had fun. It always reminded her why they were best friends. Life was fun, with no worries and she even forgot about her horrible boyfriend. On those visits they filled their days talking about life with one another and meeting guys, as so many teenage girls do.

Donna's dad and step-mom owned a vacation home in Myrtle Beach South Carolina. Every year they drove down to spend a week vacationing in their home as well as checking on the upkeep. This year she was living with them and was slated to make the trip. One day in April Ashley got a phone call from her.

"Hello?" Ashley said.

"Hey Ash, how are you? It's Donna." Donna excitedly responded.

Thrilled to hear from her friend Ashley replied, "Donna! I am great, how are you?"

Donna seemed to bubble over with happiness through the phone, "I am fantastic! My dad and step-mom have a beach house in Myrtle Beach and we are going down the end of June for a week!"

"Oh Donna, that sounds great," she echoed her friends excitement. She had been through so much in a year that she needed nothing but good things to come her way.

Immediately she bubbled back, "Oh wait! It gets better." Better? Ashley thought. Excited to hear how so she listened as Donna continued without waiting for a response, "They said I could take you with us, if you are allowed that is."

She gasped, excited about a week's vacation without her parents with her best friend. "Oh god that sounds like fun! I will have to ask my parents and get back to you." she knew that running to her mom or dad with Donna on the line was a bad idea so she kept talking about normal things planning to call back the next day if she had an answer from her parents. Clearly excited, she hung up the phone and tried to decide when it would be the best time to approach her parents. Since she would have to travel to the other side of the state it was suggested that Ashley take an Amtrak train out to avoid anyone having to drive the distance each time.

With their plans laid out she hoped her parents would agree to allow her to go. Waiting until dinner she used the phone call as a way to bring it into the discussion. Her parents said they didn't see any problems with her going but they would need to discuss it further and give her an answer the next day.

The next day it was set, her parents told her she could go as long as she paid for the train tickets, to which she gleefully agreed. The next month and a half her life sped by filled with the highlights of a young girl's life. It was her senior year after all. Finals, although not one of the highlights, occupied most of her time. Prom and graduation rounded out the end of May. Getting a summer job she feverishly prepared for her trip, looking forward to it with great anticipation. She told herself This is going to be a trip to remember.

The day arrived, at last, and she was standing on the platform waiting to board the train. Never having traveled alone, let alone on a train, it was an experience that she knew she would savor. Once the doors were opened she boarded the car and found a row of seats to plop down into. Settling in, she situated her bag she had full of snacks, books and music so that the next fourteen hours wouldn't be too terribly boring. Well, they were terribly boring. The train stopped in several towns to load and unload. There were no young men to feast her eyes on or converse with, but the scenery was breathtaking. The train traveled through the mountains and a horseshoe curve. Snapping pictures, she took in the beauty of her state. Finally arriving at her stop she stretched her legs and stepped from the train and up the steps to find her friend.

It was two days before the drive down the coast and the girls enlisted the help of Donna's older brother, who was 21, in acquiring some alcohol. They planned to party at the beach appropriately. Packing their suitcases they carefully hid their mobile bar. Convincing her dad to allow them to take her car, so that they wouldn't have to drive the girls anywhere, they now had wheels. So it was set; they had a place to stay, booze, bikinis and transportation.

The caravan left at 3 am in order for them to arrive in the daylight at the beach house. It was a comfortable 4 bedroom with two rooms flanking the left side of the great room and two flanking the right side. It was a few blocks from the main street and beach, and a bit of a walk but Ashley was not complaining, a beach vacation for the price of a train ticket and some gas money. Selecting their skimpiest legal bikinis, they bolted to the public beach after arriving. They looked around trying to find the "perfect" tanning location, whatever that was. To an 18 year old girl that was either in the middle of everything or next to the cutest guys.

Monday and Tuesday flew by. The days were full of sunning, and hanging with a group guys who had rented a beachfront condo. It was fun drinking with the five guys and soaking in their hot tub. They weren't interested in any of them so it was a short-lived party. At night hey drove from where they were staying in south Myrtle to the northern section and partied on the strip. It was glorious at night on the strip, with men and boys everywhere. Parking close by, they would down some alcohol in the car then walk around. It was a wild experience to have the guys openly hoot and holler at them or walk right up every five to ten feet to introduce themselves. They got tons of offers to parties. The names and room numbers given to them on small pieces of paper helped but they soon forgot who they thought was cute, and who they were not interested in.

Wednesday morning and afternoon was filled with the typical boy watching as they sunned. They showered after dinner and headed out to party once again. Again they headed back to the strip and Ashley could not believe some of the horrid lines thrown her way through the course of the evening. She was only 18 and wasn't all that versed in pick-up lines but still she rolled her eyes as a guy asked her, "Were your parents thieves," after a short pause in silence he continued, "Then who stole the stars that are in your eyes?" That had to be one of the worst one there ever was. She knew that guy was either really drunk or he thought she was really stupid to fall for something so horrible.

Dressed in denim shorts and halter tops that hung on to their bosoms, the two girls were friends but almost opposites. Donna was 5'9 with a hefty build. She wasn't fat but what you might call voluptuous. She had huge breasts that Ashley guessed had to be a size D, although she never snuck a look at her bra. Her hair was chestnut brown with bright highlights. It was the early 90's so it was in to have your hair wild like that. Ashley was modestly shorter, standing only 5' even. Her tiny frame stood stacked with a formidable bust for someone of her stature. Her legs were short but firm with the muscular lines in all the right places. Her hair's strawberry blonde color was highlighted by golden threads and spiral curls that fell about her shoulders.

The girls were just about to give up when two cute guys began to walk alongside them. After chatting for awhile the guys invited them to party with them in their hotel room. They boasted that they had 20 cases of beer. The girls exchanged nods and headed back with the guys to their hotel along the strip. People were drunk on their balconies yelling at those passing by. It was quite a scene. To the girls' surprise the guys had not been stretching the truth, they in fact had 20 cases of beer and an elaborate system to chill a case at a time so as to never drink it warm.

The young girls began to drink and quickly got intoxicated, being young and having low tolerance. Ashley was sitting on a double bed with P.J. a sandy blond athletic looking guy. Deep in conversation, Ashley and P.J. were swapping college information. He would be a junior in the fall, which impressed her as she told him all about her planned major. Donna was talking with Sean, none of which Ashley could hear.

The evening progressed and P.J. made sure Ashley's hand was never without a cold beer. The effects of the alcohol were beginning to weigh heavily on her and he must have noticed. Sitting side by side on the bed P.J. took her beer from her, setting it on the floor, and pulled her into a kiss. Being so intoxicated it took her by surprise. His tongue launched into her mouth and hers responded after delayed reaction. She let out a gasp and deepened the kiss. The sound of groans on the other side of the room drew her attention and she pulled out of the kiss. Looking back to her friend on the other double bed she saw that the other couple were making out as well.

As funny as it seemed to her, the fact that the four of them were about to have sex in the same room didn't faze her a bit. As she turned back to P.J. they began to kiss again and he fondled her breast. The thin fabric wasn't much of a barrier for his hand still he made quick work of removing it to bare her breasts to his hungry eyes, hands and mouth. She was not a virgin but still amateur in her abilities and her current state of intoxication enhanced it.

"Are you okay," P.J. asked, pulling his face from suckling her.

Ashley breathlessly replied, "Yes, I'm fine," and pulled him up into a kiss.

They rolled around the bed kissing and fighting to disrobe each other. Finally both naked she asked him, "Do you have, you know, protection?"

"Yes," he said as he jumped from the bed to his suitcase on the other side of the room. She laid there naked and listened to the noises from the other bed. The other couple was hidden in the darkness and by the sheets they were entwined in, but she was sure they were fucking.

P.J. climbed back onto the bed, the condom already shrouding his hard cock. Opening her legs a bit more he positioned himself above her. His cock and her pussy lips kissed. Slowly he forged ahead into her tight hole. He pulled back to gather some of her juices around to make entry easier. He pushed in a little, then a little more, in and out until he was seated deeply into her warm embrace. She heard him grunt in pleasure before picking up speed in his thrusts. Rotating her hips so her clit would rub against his shaft with each thrust, he nibbled, sucked and chewed on her breast.

The noises from both beds filled the room and her smell of arousal filled the air around them. She squealed as tiny bolts of pleasure spread through her pelvis building her orgasm. His thrusts got more purposeful as he drove into her. Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist she clenched and she lost feeling in her legs. The only feeling she did have in them was the tingling sensation of her orgasm. Her nectar was spilling out every time he pulled his cock back, making him more slippery than before. Every thrust now had the noise of sloshing from the abundance of juices. He began to grunt each time his tip hit her cervix until he pushed in and held onto her hips, filling the condom with his seed.

Panting he collapsed and rolled off her. After a few minutes of just hearing the giggles in the bed next to them and their own panting they both got out of the bed to get cleaned up. The other two got up after them. The girls glanced at the time in shock they told the guys they had to leave. P.J. kissed Ashley gently on the lips and invited her to return the next night. Leaving after she agreed to return, the girls made their way home.

Talking on the way home, both girls decided they would not go back the next night or any other. They didn't want to be tied down to any one guy on this vacation and so they chose to move on. It was the one and only time Ashley saw P.J., but he would be forever imbedded in her memory, she was sure of that.

Thursday was beautiful and hot, a day made for sun tanning and swimming in the cool salt water. The girls were a bit hung over from the drinking the night before and chose to sleep on their towels in the sun. Not looking for, or at, any guy they just relaxed and enjoyed each others company.

That night the party scene was hitting stride again. They drove down the street and Ashley hung from the car snapping picture after picture, knowing she would enjoy flipping through them once they were developed. There was a truck in front of their car and she snapped a picture of the 4 guys yelling from the back of it without their shirts on.

One of the guys noticed her hanging out of the car taking their picture. As the traffic inched along the gridlocked street he jumped from the bed of the truck and ran to her window. She had slid back into her seat and was surprised as he ran up to her and leaned into the window to kiss her. Wet and deep she could taste the beer on his tongue as his friends cheered him on. After pulling from the kiss he pulled out a pen and wrote his name, the hotel name he was staying at and his room number on her arm and ran back to the truck where his friends gave him high fives.

Donna was laughing hysterically at the whole show as the cars began to move forward a bit faster. They found a parking spot and walked around, passing the Pavilion Amusement Park and all the hotels lining the streets. Stopping to talk to a guy here and there, they received invitations and propositions, especially since they were wearing skimpy clothes. After a few hours they decided to head back home. The previous night had worn them out and they just wanted to sleep. To Ashley's dismay the week was passing faster than she liked and as she fell into a deep sleep that night, she made the decision to enjoy every second she had left.

On Friday, they were sunning. Ashley was laying on her back propped up by her elbows, partaking in her favorite pastime, guy watching. Soaking in rays she was enjoying the sight of so many scantily clad guys. Just as she was ready to lie back, feeling fulfilled from all the eye candy, she felt the shadow of a form over her. First she looked to her left to see that her friend was still laying on her belly, half in and half out of sleep in the warm sun. Then she looked to her right and up, but could only see a silhouette, outlined by the sun.

"Excuse me," the husky voice said, "could my friend and I join you two?"

Dumbfounded, she heard Donna sit up. "Sure," she replied without consulting her friend. With a shy smile holding her hand over her eyes she was desperate to make out the facial features on this shadowy, muscular figure. He was the perfect triangular shape, broad shoulders, small waist, perfectly sculpted legs, all set in a pair of navy blue swim trunks. He was tanned to mouth-watering perfection. From him was the scent of coconut sunscreen and sweet spicy cologne, not overbearing just right. The two fragrances together were intoxicating and she breathed in a little deeper to imbed the smell into her lungs. Watching him throw his towel beside her, she noticed his friend, Adam, angled next to Donna. It seemed that the guys had previously decided who would try for whom, and the thought made Ashley giggle quietly.

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