That One Summer to Always Remember

I read so many great stories here on Literotica and find myself so enraptured by the details and stories that come through here that it's just unfathomable to me. Yet for me, I find the most erotica stories come from the "true" factor. Those stories told from past experiences always held some form of feeling and emotion, that one discovers him or herself wrapped up within the tale itself. It's very erotic and sentimental.

That's the type of author I am. Every story told by me is truthful. Each and every story is a part of me and who I am, it's something that made the individual you "see" before you. So, yet again I let you into my world.

Everyone has that "one song" that always brings them back to their youth. Even though I am only 22, the song called "The Summer Of 69" has always held memories for me due to the factor that this story takes place the last summer I was "home", before I moved away and started my own life.

And it was the most romantic and memorable summer of my life.

David Choi was my best friend my whole life. He was born and raised in Japan, in the traditional Japanese family lifestyle. His father was the classic military man who got stationed in Japan, fell in love and had a family, only to eventually move back to the United States.

I met David when I was six years old and we have been inseparable ever since. We grew up on the same block together, went to the same school, did everything together. His family was my family and vice versa.

So it was hard when David told me the week before our High School graduation that he was going to go in the military like his Father and he and his mother would be stationed at his Father's base in Russia. I felt like I was losing my best friend, and my family, and it was not the easiest thing to swallow.

David and I shared a mutual "going away party" (however, I wasn't leaving for college for another two months). And we both said our mutual emotional goodbyes. We really didn't say much that day, just let the day past, realizing what the next few days would bring.

The day of David's departure to boot camp came and went, and life continued circling around the sun. The summer was slow and unnerving, living in a small town you have very little to entertain yourself with, and when your best friend ups and leaves, it's even more difficult to do the things you like.

I dated girls on and off that summer, yet found more pleasure in just working and keeping busy.

That's when things got really strange.

In my last year of High School I took on a job at a local delivery pharmacy store in my hometown. It was a simple nine to fiver at five fifty an hour. It was nice because I really didn't answer to anyone, I got in my car, made deliveries and on slow days, just cruised for no reason.

A month had past since David and his Family had departed, and I was at work just twiddling my thumbs doing nothing. As usual, a noon time delivery came to the counter and it was my job to pick it up and move it out.

So with great "excitement" (note the sarcasm), I got in my truck and drove off to this nameless street with a bag of pills.

I pulled up to the apartment complex, walked up the stairs and went to the assigned room number. As I knocked on the door and waited for the recipient to answer the door I just stood there doing nothing, glancing briefly at the bag to see who the delivery was for I noticed the name "Choi" on the bag.

I kinda just chuckled and didn't think much of it. From what David had told me the name Choi was quite common in the US as Smith was. So I didn't put two and two together and tell someone opened the door and my mouth hit the floor.

As the door swung open I couldn't believe who was standing across from me, Talia Choi, David's mother.

"Andrew?!?" she exclaimed in excitement!

"Mrs. Choi! Oh my God!" I exclaimed in response!

We both laughed and embraced as though we hadn't seen each other in two lifetimes. We chuckled and did the classic hug where your upper body sways side to side in excitement and unison.

"Come in! Come in!" she said excitedly

I could only smile and walk in. "Is David with you? If that son of a gun didn't call me and tell me..."

She cut me off with only a slight smile "No, David's still in Russia, with his Father. Living the military life and doing things that he was bred to do!"

I nodded politely and said "good good" and tried to continue the conversation with the best of my abilities. "Where's Mr.Choi? He still in Russia as well?"

"Yes she replied," as her smile dwindled and we both walked to the couch in the nearby living room. She continued: "Mr. Choi and I are going through a trial separation right now, things weren't just working out..."

"Oh no," I responded concerned, these people were just like my parents, it wasn't something I was expecting to happen, they always seem so happy.

"I am so sorry!" I kinda mumbled, not knowing really what to say.

"It's okay," she said taking a seat next to me on the sofa. "it was bound to happen, Daniel and David were born from the same mold, it just didn't work me not being the classic Military Wife."

I nodded, it was awkward to hear this news, being the same age as her son I didn't know really how to respond, it was something I felt you just sat there and went "uh-huh, uh-huh" aimlessly to please the other party without putting your foot in your mouth.

"So how have you been?" she asked excitedly. "I bet you're very excited about school starting next month?"

I nodded politely and told her about the school I had applied to and my job and my family. The talking went on for a while, it was the type of chat that you just have to be polite.

Our conversations continued on the same path for about an hour or two when my phone rang. It was my boss and he needed me to come back and close up shop. It was back to business as usual.

She patted my hand and told me she understood, she walked me to the door and we embraced one last time.

"You need to stop by again sometime soon. We can rehash old times!" she said smiling beautifully. I nodded and responded: "Sure, tell me when and where and I'll be there."

"How about tonight? Dinner and talk? How's that sound?" Her smile was extremely soft after proposing the question. I nodded and agreed, I told her I would be back at seven with "bells on".

I returned to work, did the traditional stuff and locked up. I returned to Mrs. Choi's house washed, shaved and clean as a church boy. It was like meeting old family, it was the least I could do.

When I showed up to the door, I discovered that luckily I wasn't over dressed. She was wearing a white button down shirt with a tight business skirt draping her legs.

The dinner was short, sweet and to the point. We talked about old times and drank wine and enjoyed each other's company.

As the night was coming to a close, we found ourselves on the living room couch chuckling over an old photo album filled with pictures of me and David. It was really sad to see those old embarrassing photos and talk about old times.

As we flipped through the album something caught my eye. It was a magazine cover written in Japanese, on the cover was something I never thought I would see, a younger Mrs. Choi wearing a bathing suit and posing seductively under a waterfall.

"What is that!" I exclaimed shocked off my rocker.

She chuckled and just giggled in laughter: "Oh God I haven't seen this in years! My old modeling photos!"

I looked over dumbfounded. "You were a model Mrs. Choi?" This woman had been a mother figure to me since I was six. This is not an everyday occurrence for me, or anyone for that matter if I believe correctly.

Page after page after page began to show these beautiful photos of Mrs. Choi at her best, in bathing suits, sweat suits and dresses.

"Oh yes, but that was EONS ago!" she laughed "I haven't been that good looking in years!"

"Don't say that Mrs. Choi, I think you are beautiful!", which wasn't at all a lie. At 45 years of age, Mrs. Choi stood at 5'3, no more than a 103 lbs had long black hair, piercing dark brown eyes, and a figure that just went on for miles!

"You're sweet, but in all seriousness honey that ship sailed along time ago." She shook her head and kept flipping through the pictures, we both did, it was something unexpected and surprising, then, all of a sudden, she just lost it!

She broke down and cried right there, sobbing in tears at the pictures and repeating "oh God what've I done?" over and over again.

I draped my arms around her hold her, "What's wrong?" I asked. "Oh Andrew," she said between sobs "I just feel so alone, how could he leave me? How could both of them leave me!" The tears just flowed like rain drops, I only rocked her gently, I had NO CLUE as to what to do.

"It'll be okay, you are absolutely beautiful Mrs. Choi, you'll find someone else, I swear it!" she kept crying and through the tears could only say: "Oh, that's so sweet Drew honey, but I'm getting too old to do the dating thing again, I just want someone to treat me right, treat me special!".

The tears continued to roll, non stop and unabated. I held her and consoled her, telling that everything was going to be okay, and like any good "son", I kissed her on the cheek.

It wasn't suppose to be romantic or erotic, it was just a reassuring kiss to let someone know that you cared. But then it went all down hill from there. I laid back on the couch as she laid her head on my chest, she continued to cry, and I kept my arms around her, trying to calm her down. Her hand rubbed my flat stomach and she continued to sob. I kissed her forehead, and kept trying to calm her down, but no avail.

I was about to give in and leave, when it just...happened.

I went to go kiss her on her cheek when she looked up at me and just kissed me on the lips. Not a quick peck or "good-night kiss" but a full fledge, tongue in mouth kiss.

She pulled away from my face and didn't say anything, we just looked at each other and then another kiss, then another and another.

She straddled my hips and continued to make out with me. I could feel her tongue slide in and out of my mouth, as her hands held my hands and forced me down on the couch.

Her moans of pleasure were interrupted by brief words of "so long" and "haven't felt his way". The words just somehow trailed off as her hands left mine and explored my button down shirt, snapping each button along the way and exploring my chest.

Those beautiful soft hands continued until they got to the seem of my pants. There, through the thin fabric she felt my hard six inch cock, growing and pulsing!

She began to unbutton and unzip my pants and I tried to object, then she looked at me tenderly: "Please Andrew darling," she said through tear stained eyes "I need this so badly, it's been so long!" I didn't know what to do, I just brought my right hand up and brushed a tear away from her cheek and nodded non chalant. It could have been the wine talking, but I didn't care anymore.

Mrs. Choi continued to remove my pants and kneeled before my now exposed member laying across my waste. Kneeling on the floor she blew on it gently with her mouth, making it twitch in anticipation.

She eyed it hungrily and just looked up at me in astonishment, slowly but surely Mrs. Choi lowered her mouth down to my cock. Not touching it with her hands and using only her mouth. Slowly she licked the shaft up to the tip and kissed it all the way back down. Bringing my cock slowly to attention she took her soft hands and wrapped it around my circumcised shaft and lowered her mouth onto my rod.

I nearly exploded with all my might as I felt her cool mouth wrap expertly around my cock. Up and down she bobbed her head as though this was the last cock on earth. I closed my eyes and just lived in the moment as I felt her drool drip down my cock, bringing extra sensation to the blowjob. The slurping sounds got louder as she feasted on me.

"Mrs. Choi..." I moaned in excitement.

"Call me Talia," she said briefly removing her mouth from my cock. I don't know why, maybe it was the booze, or the erection itself, but her name rolled off my tongue with every moan and slurp she made.

It had to be one of the best blowjobs of my life, and without even a warning I exploded, hard and fast. I looked down to see Talia Choi continue to slurp my cock as river after river of cum exploded in her mouth.

My cock finally stopped and she began to lick it clean. As the orgasm subsided, I watched as my cock grew harder, and more and more painful with out the physical contact of Talia's mouth or touch.

She looked up kinda school-girlish and grimaced.

She could only smile and we really couldn't say anything, she began to look away as if she were ashamed and with all my strength I pounced on her, slamming her to the floor.

Her legs wrapped around my naked body and moans came flying out of her mouth as I kissed her neck, licking and nibbling with inch that I moved.

My mouth slowly moved down her body, with such strength and aggression I ripped open her blouse to reveal her beautiful c-cup breasts in a lacy-see-through top. Gently I lowered my head kissing her chest then moving over each breast and gently blowing on it. Watching as each darkened nipple harden through the braw, I nibbled on each cloth covered tit as though it were gold, and finally, like her shirt, ripped her bra off her.

I sucked on each tit hard and passionately. I felt my tongue rubbing up against each nipple inside my mouth, tasting the saltiness of her skin and smelling the perfume of her body.

All the while laying on top of her, I could feel her sex becoming warmer and wetter as time progressed and my kisses became more passionate.

As I continued to suck I lowered my hand to her knee, rubbing her legs gently and softly, feeling their smoothness and tightness. Slowly trembling my way up her skirt, feeling every inch of her till I found her wet pussy inside her panty-less skirt.

I continued to suck as my fingers traced the outline of her pussy lips, feeling the warmth and wetness of her. She moaned "Yes, Andrew darling, that feels so good!", only fueling my fire and passion. Slowly I lowered my fingers into her sex, and her whole body tightened, as though frozen in stone!

The vast intake of breath from Talia only made me harder as I felt my fingers rub the inside of her warm sex. She trembled in my arms as I lowered my mouth and kissed her on her lips. My lips left hers and continued to traced down her body, as I got down to her skirt, I lifted it slowly, as though I were with a virgin and having sex with her for the first time.

The smell of her sex was overwhelming as I stared at her shaven wet pussy in all it's glory. I lowered my head to smell her passion and finally lowered my tongue out to flick it gently against her clit. I felt my world close in around me as she wrapped her thighs around my head, forcing my whole face into her pussy. I licked passionately, tasting every inch of her, as I watched her head throw itself from side to side in slight moans of pleasure. As I continued eating her I watched as her hands pinched her nipples and squeeze her breasts as though she wanted to pop them.

The more and more I licked the more louder her moans and screams became, I could feel she was close with each additional lick.

I lifted my head only to smile to the sounds of "You stopped! Why did you stop!", she looked up at me in wanting eyes, as though I had backed out. I only smiled and leaned in closer to kiss her, as we kissed I felt the pain of her mouth biting my lower lip as my hard cock eased into her with no trouble.

Her legs once again found themselves wrapped around me as I slid in and out of her slowly. Feeling the warmth of her pussy and listening to her moan louder and louder.

Finally I removed our two entwined bodies and lifted myself up with out removing my cock from her pussy. I took both of her legs and forced her ankles close enough to her head as I could. She screamed out as if being raped as I pounded my cock deeper and deeper into her.

"OH GOD, SO CLOSE SO CLOSE!"

She could barely breathe. The words were so strained through her lips, her body glistening with sweat, that I could barely take it anymore.

Quickly she screamed:

"OH GOD! I'M CUUUUUMMMMMIIINGGGGGGG!"

With the tightening of her pussy around my cock, I too began to explode in her with a mutual orgasm, filling her with every ounce I could, milking me dry to the point where I collapsed beside her.

We laid there on the floor holding each other the rest of the night. We slept together that night, holding each other and sleeping as lovers, and only awaking every once in a while to kiss each others lips.

The next morning we showered together, kissing each other and holding each others soapy bodies in a very erotic embrace.

I left that day with a smile on my face and a memory that would last a life time. The rest of that summer, everyday at lunch and every evening after work I went to Talia Choi's house to make love to her, to make her feel like a woman again.

We were no longer the "mother/son" relationship that had grown up, we were lovers, keeping each other company in the privacy of her house. Holding each other after each orgasm. The words "I love you" came out during our love making sessions that summer, but I am still unsure if it was the real deal.

At the end of that Summer, Mrs. Choi had reconciled with David's dad. She moved back to Russia without saying goodbye or without a note. I haven't seen David or his mother since.

The memory still stays with me, and when I return home for a visit I always call her old phone number for shits and giggles, only to discover that I have "the wrong number". I know she will never answer the phone, but a part of me loves feeling the old anticipation of hearing her voice again, and reliving that summer together...

...as lovers...