1. The Best Week Of My Life Part 1


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: redbeardsley, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I'll preface this by saying that I wrote these almost 5 years ago just after I got out of high school and I published these on a different site through my username on there (meaning these are all mine). ---- I sat alone on my back porch in a green metal deck chair, listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd's newest album, &#034God & Guns&#034 on my iPod, chilling out, knocking back a cooler full of my older cousin's Stags and his Millers, watching the heat lightning paint the northwestern sky a golden colour and smoking a cigarette. I reveled in the glory of finally graduating from high school a few weeks before. I smiled and became lost in a tranquil silence. That silence was soon broken by the swishing sounds of someone walking across the grass of the neighbors' lawns and approaching our house. &#034Thought you quit, Will.&#034 I opened my eyes slowly, smiled, and found Stephanie standing a few feet away from the porch on our back lawn. &#034Hey, Stephanie. What's up?&#034 I said with a bit of a Southern drawl Stephanie was a 5'2 dirty blonde with brown eyes, an athletically trim body from running track and cross-country for the last 2 years and had budding b-cup breasts. I moved from Alabama to Illinois when I was 10 and met Stephanie, who was 2 years younger than me.&#034Not much, Will. Just standing in my backyard and watching the heat lightning. Saw you up the way and figured it was you. You shouldn't be sitting in that chair. You're liable to get yourself struck.&#034 &#034Yeah, I ...
    suppose so.&#034 I said, getting up, grounding out my cigarette on the porch and placing my beer down. I reached inside the cooler and pulled out a beer for Stephanie. &#034I'll pass. Not a big fan of Stag.&#034 Shrugging it off, I placed the unopened can back in the cooler and continued to drink the one I had open. &#034So...Will?&#034 &#034Hmm?&#034 I said through the can. &#034I hear you think you're hot stuff.&#034 I felt a big gulp come in my throat and felt a little bit more alcohol pour down. &#034Who'd you hear that from?&#034 I said, finishing the can. &#034Who do you think?&#034 &#034Erin.&#034 I thought to myself and instantly felt myself go hard as a rock. Erin was a softball player at my high school and was in the same grade as Stephanie. &#034So is it true?&#034 &#034Yep. You got that right.&#034 Stephanie stepped closer to me. &#034Ah, I didn't know you were going camping so soon.&#034 I looked at her in confusion and finally said, &#034What do y'all mean by that?&#034 &#034Looks like you're pitching a tent there, big guy.&#034 The flashes of dying heat lightning made it almost clear as day to Stephanie. I attempted to shift my position to make it less noticeable. &#034Leave it.&#034 Stephanie said in a low, sultry voice. &#034What?&#034 &#034You heard me. Looks like you got a party going on there, Mind if I join it?&#034 &#034What are you saying there, Steph?&#034 &#034I'm sayin'...&#034 She paused. &#034Catch me if you can. There's a special treat for you if ...
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