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Summer Project

School was out and Bobby didn't have a girlfriend. He would start college in the fall but it was going to be a long summer. He had a job painting houses during the week. His friends all had dates on the weekends. That left him out. He had to do something to occupy himself.

He went to the book store. He wasn't looking for good literature. He just wanted something to pass the time and take his mind off girls. Fiction looked boring. He tried biography. All the Presidents and great people were there. So what.

There was a book stuck in. It looked out of place. Maybe some one was carrying it around and was too lazy to put it back where it belonged. The Art of Seduction. That sounded interesting. It was a small book. He could read it here and not even have to buy it.

He skimmed it. That was how he read most things.

Pick your love interest. Don't waste time with someone you don't like. She doesn't have to be the one you want to marry but you should at least enjoy her company. That goes both ways. She should enjoy your company also.

Find out her interests. You already know what you like. She may become interested in you eventually but you can't count on that. It won't hurt anyway to learn about her. It will be good for you. You may discover things you would not otherwise know.

Arrange to have your paths cross. You should meet naturally. Women want to be in control. If she thinks you're chasing her she will run away. Hopefully, if you get close to her, you look attractive and you have interests in common she will want to get to know you.

Your moves to this point should be passive. When she becomes interested you can become active. Ask her out to give her plenty of opportunity to say no. She must understand that it is her decision whether or not to spend time with you. Make her feel like you do not really expect her to want to be with you.

If she says yes, then she will expect to to make an effort on her behalf. Set the mood. A. romantic setting would be nice. Appeal to her senses. Wear a freshly washed shirt that was hung on the line out doors. That clean smell will bring her closer. Try a little incense in the room but stay away from cologne. She may wear perfume and you don't want to clash. Music sometimes works.

Feed her but don't overdo it. You don't want her sleepy. A little wine is good but a lot is not. If she feels out of control she will put up her defenses.

Don't grope. It doesn't work. On the other hand, little touches and hugs can start her arousal. If she lets you kiss her that is a green light. Do it, gently. She can always change your mind. Try a few more kisses. Pause. Let her know that you do not mistake her opening the door as an invitation to run in. Linger a bit.

If she lets you, touch her. Work your way to her nipples and clit. The more aroused she gets the more she will let you have your way. Every time she gives you permission, go for it. Her permission is not given slightly and she will be annoyed if you do not follow up promptly. At this point, she wants satisfaction as much as you do.

He thought Brooke was really nice. They had a class together. Sometimes they would see each other in the hall and say a few words. She had a boyfriend and he was going out with a girl during the school year but now they were both free. He had seen her during the summer on the beach with her friends.

He bought a set of Harry Potter books. She had told him she was a fan. He had seen her reading on the beach. He didn't have much time. He spent a week cramming Harry Potter.

He was already in pretty good physical shape. He had been on the wrestling team at school and continued to work out in a gym. He had a good tan from painting houses this summer. He figured there was not much more he could do to make himself more attractive.

Saturday morning. Beautiful day. He headed to the beach. He was glad that his parents were reliving their days of youth. His father drove an Audi and his mother had a Volkswagen bug. There were no stodgy cars in his family. He drove the bug to the beach.

She was there with her friends reading her book. He walked by and noticed her.

"Hi, Brooke. How's it going?"

"Hi, Bobby."

There were no other boys around her. That was good. Her friends had gone for a walk down the beach.

He did not want to encroach on her space. He stood on the sand and talked. He had on a bathing suit, sandals and a summer shirt. He knew that they exposed his muscles for the best effect.

"Still a Harry Potter fan, I see."

"I read them over and over. They're fantasy. They take you away from the real world."

"You're right. I didn't care for fantasy too much but last year in school when we talked you made them sound so interesting that I broke down and got them."

"You read Harry Potter, too?"

"Yeah, once you get started you can't stop."

She wanted to talk so he sat down. It worked. She was happy to talk at length about books. It seemed like her friends were not coming back any time soon.

"It's sunny today. I try not to get burned. We work out doors."

"What are you doing this summer?"

"Painting houses. How about you?"

"Just working in the library. Not too busy in the summer. Especially on days like this. Otherwise just getting ready for college"

Bobby took out his suntan lotion. As a gentleman he offered to put some on her first. She turned onto her stomach. She was wearing a two-piece swimsuit. He smeared the lotion on her shoulders and back. He was careful to get it under the strap. He rubbed it in good.

Bobby had a friend whose father used testosterone cream. Another middle-age guy competing with his teenage son. He had noticed that the cream smelled like suntan lotion. His friend got him a tube. He had emptied it into the top of the suntan lotion bottle. The first dollop he rubbed into Brooke's skin was Testim. After that came the suntan lotion.

"Thanks, Bobby. That feels good."

"I'm going for a drink. Would you like something?"

"Sure, thanks. How about a Diet Coke?"

She reached for her bag to get some money.

"That's okay, I'm a working man."

His friend was also able to get him a tablet of Cialis from his father's medicine cabinet. It worked like Viagra but was long-acting and had no taste. Bobby dissolved half a tablet into her Coke. They say the clitoris is like a small penis.

Bobby didn't want to stay too long. This was supposed to be a chance encounter.

"I have to go. You probably want to keep reading. See you later."

"Yes, we can discuss Harry Potter."

"By the way I am going to bring some things to my sister in Bellingham tomorrow. If you are free you could come for the ride."

"I'm free. That would be okay."

"Do you have to ask your parents?"

"Not since I turned 18 and became old enough to be featured in a story in Literotica."

"Okay, I'll come by your house at 9."

"Okay, should I make something for lunch?"

"That would be great."

So far, so good.

Nine o'clock Sunday morning. He was still driving the bug. She came out to meet him. She wore 3 pieces of clothing. Brown sandals, yellow sundress and, he presumed, panties. The sundress had narrow straps and a low boat neck. It buttoned up the back. She was carrying a tote bag. She climbed in the bug. He could see way down her front. There was no bra.

"I made some sandwiches and cookies just in case."

He wondered if the testosterone and Cialis were having any effect. They headed north to Bellingham. They took a route through the towns and farms rather than the highway. They chatted about Harry Potter.

He was bringing some warm weather clothes to his sister who was staying at college over the summer break. She was taking some classes and working at the college gift shop. She was busy so they did not linger. They dropped off the clothes and turned around to go back.

"We have plenty of time. You made lunch. Let's get some drinks and head to the Shoreline to eat."

"That sounds good. I'm getting hungry."

She looked a little dreamy. Was it the heat? Was it the drive? Was it something else? He put on a CD. It was New Age but not to sappy. She liked it. He knew a place on the beach under some cliffs that was entirely secluded.

He had brought a blanket. It was soft and thick. Not your usual beach blanket. The sun was bright. Waves lapped the beach and there was a little breeze. They could see a few sailboats and ferries far out in the water. Otherwise, they were completely alone. She seemed comfortable with that. They ate their sandwiches and looked out over the water.

"It's beautiful. How did you know about this place?"

"We discovered it the first time we brought my sister to college. The whole family came."

He wanted her to know that his memories of this place were from a family outing and not from previous dates. She closed her eyes and raised her face to the sun. They had put the blanket on the sand just in front of a large rock. The rock was smooth. He was sitting on the blanket with his back against the rock. He was hoping she was getting into the mood.

"You can lean on me and watch the water."

That was an invitation for closer contact. She was interested. She sat on the blanket and leaned back against his chest. He was glad that he had been working on his pecs. She closed her eyes relaxing in the sun. He could smell her hair. It was freshly washed. His hands rested on his knees.

After a few minutes she squirmed to get a little more comfortable. He adjusted his position also. He put one arm across her front. His hand rested on her waist.

With every little movement of his hand his arm would press on her breast. She seemed happy with that. He moved his hand to her stomach. How could She object? That took his arm off her breast and her stomach was a neutral zone. So far, she accepted what he was doing.

He moved the hand to just under her opposite breast. It was still outside of her dress but he could feel the soft swelling under the fabric.

She was breathing a little deeper. She had that dreamy look like she was warming up. He moved his hand a little higher to cup her breast. He could feel the hard nipple. He gently pinched through the fabric. She involuntarily took in a sudden breath. He pinched the other nipple. They were both hard. She waited for his next move.

He brought his hand up higher and slid it down her chest under the sundress. He gently squeezed her breast and tweaked the nipple. Her breathing was ragged. She made no move to stop him.

He took pushed her forward. She leaned away from him. He unbuttoned the back of her dress and pushed the straps off her shoulders. She leaned back again. He squeezed both nipples until they became hard. He caressed her breasts.

He put a hand down over her mound. She let him do it so then he pushed up the skirt of the dress and pressed his fingers into her panties. She moaned as he rubbed the puffy labia and touched her nipple.

He pushed the hand under her waistband. His finger sunk into her slit. She separated her legs. She was wet. He stroked her inside a little and then moved his finger up to find the clit. It was sensitive and starting to swell. He gently moved the finger up and down with a little pressure. Her pelvis flexed. She was close to an orgasm. He could feel that she was not a virgin.

He laid her down on the blanket. She was relaxed. Her legs opened slightly. He thought he had a chance. He pulled off her panties. She lifted her feet to help. He stroked her hips and pubic mound causing her to groan and raise her knees. This was no time to hesitate.

He pulled off her sundress and then removed his own clothes. She seemed excited to see his raging hard on. She was ready so he wasted no time but he did put on a condom. This was only the beginning of his love life and he didn't want to make babies

He took his time. She was tight and there was no hurry. They both knew they weren't turning back. She relaxed as he slowly filled her up. She pushed against him as his pubis crushed her clitoris. He rocked in and out. She bend her knees. Her hard nipples pressed against his chest. When she hit her climax he let go with long deep thrusts. She shuddered every time their bodies mashed together. He filled the condom.

They cleaned up and rested. She laid down with an arm over his chest. They kissed a few times. She seemed content. He was thinking about her body. He was thinking about a girl he had met that would be going to his college. She seemed to like him. He wondered if his friend could borrow some more medicines from his father.
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