Tasting Summer Novels & Stories

"Summer has only just begun, and temperatures are rising faster than usual, but that hasn’t stopped XYLO at the Palace from filling the entire venue with loud, hypnotic music, and colorful dancing lights. Everyone is engrossed in the lively, modern music played by the attractive DJ. While everyone else was having a good time, a hot young man sat in the corner of a glassed VIP room, savoring every sip of his favorite ‘Jameson,’ attracting the attention of the ladies outside the room he was in. While the guy was watching the crowd, he noticed a group of girls who were staring at him and giggling, making cute gestures to catch his attention.

The villagers looked at me in shock, they all knew who I was and I was not expecting anyone to help me at all, so I kept going. I was getting closer to the doors, when I suddenly fell on the ground and closed my eyes, just as I heard voices shouting next to me. ~~~~~~ Serena's POV “Eat anything. Today we are celebrating your arrival,” Mom said, leading me to the dining area. I was pretty hungry so anything they had to offer, I accepted. What really got my attention was the pint of red thick liquid in front of me. I licked my lips and it looked like she noticed as she pulled the container towards me.

Mitch had pulled out and rolled off of her to check the text messages that had piled up in the last half hour or so and she let out a sigh as he nodded and returned to her side. One strong hand slid up the length of her torso to cup a breast and she shivered in delight. Only moments ago, he had all but had her screaming the house down in pure ecstasy during a sultry, hard and fast tumble in the bed while they waited for Jessie and Jacob to decide where they wanted to go that night. “‘Fraid so. We’re all booked for Cuvee tonight.” “Leave it to Jessie to pick a wine bar when she can’t even drink,” she giggled softly.

"We are not in the same school. By the way, what's yours?" "Chocolate milkshake," I reply. "What's yours?" "Coffee normally. If alcohol then tequila," he replies. "Oh, okay. I haven't had alcohol yet. By the way, your parents let you have tequila?" "Not really. They don't know. We have it at parties. We get all kind of stuff there, you know?" "I see.." I nod. "I've not been to any high school parties." "Why?" he asks, curiously. "I don't like it that much," I shrug. It's true but I've also never been invited to any parties.

A pleading whimper breaks past my defenses and into the open. “Are you going to beg?” It’s easy to ignore his teasing when I am so focused on chasing a release that’s right around the corner and light years away. “Do it!.” Summer shouts, not helping the situation, that I have to block her out. Fletcher’s lips find mine again, the softness reminding me of toasted marshmallows mixed with melted chocolate, sweet and decadent. His fingers continue their exploration his thumb lightly caressing my taut nipple.

TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT IN THIS CHAPTER Juniper Summer was always my favorite season. Some people complained summer is too hot, or too humid, but I loved the feel of the sun shining down on me, loved being able to spend my entire day hanging out in and around the stream, and loved having an ice-cold lemonade at the hottest part of the day. While it was technically not summer yet — the solstice was still several weeks away — the temperature was hot enough for me to claim it was summer.

She reached for a strawberry and brought it to his lips. This time, he bit into the fruit without wavering. While he chewed, his hands trailed to her throat. Lower. He teased the neckline of her shirt with his callused fingers. "Tastes like summer." He dipped his head and kissed her neck, setting off a thunderous tremble from deep within her core. "Let me amend that statement. Summer and rain. You make everything taste better." Which meant he was tasting. Not just seeing food as a basic necessity, but as something pleasurable. She broke off a small piece of the brownie and waited for him to lift his head.

"Hmmm. This tastes like the end of summer." She rose up to meet me, "In two weeks, we shall bid summer farewell to welcome winter and her blasting winds." I took another bite of the bread, picking a strawberry in the other hand. "I'll miss summer. It's my favorite time of the year." I stretched my hand to the open window, dramatizing. "Oh summer, my sweet sweet summer."

She fisted my member, drawing a hiss from me. Summer drove my member deep into her mouth. This wasn’t getting her out of her punishment though. She sucked and her tongue swirled and tasted. It was like magic. Occasionally, she took her eyes off my cock and looked up at me. She was so beautiful she set me on fire. I rolled my hips forward impatiently. I was on the verge of ecstasy. In fact, I was seconds away. I gripped Summer’s head. Fuck. *** “I should have taken off my dress,” she said as she used a tissue to clean up but it only made her dress look worse.

she gave a red plastic cup to her “I really don’t want anything” Summer complained “Just drink it” She placed the cup on her hand “Fine” She downed the whole cup “Wow, this is really good, what’s in it?” She did not expect to like it “Flavored Alcohol” Stephanie smiled “What?” She didn’t know that alcohol could actually taste nice sometimes “There is like a keg filled with it on the table” Steph pointed towards the direction of the table “Oh ok” *** “I have to go pee” Summer complained to drake like she was a baby