Young Korean Woman named Sun Suk Experiences Love and Sex for the First Time (written base on a friend's actual first time with a little bit of my personality and fantasy thrown in).
Every summer since coming to America at age 3, I have return to my native country of South Korea. I usually spend about a month catching up with my relatives and friends before return to the good old USA. Returning home after vacation can be both positive and negative. Sometimes vacation so great, you never want it to end. Usually though it still nice to get back home and back in swing of things (reality). The summer of my 18th birthday, my life change completely.
My name is Sun Suk, and graduating from high school might not sound like a huge deal to you, but for me it was everything. When my mother was young in Korea, she was unable to finish school as she had to work to help her family get by. She ended up working in tourist bar near one of the U.S. Air Force bases where she met my father. My father, I am told, was an American pilot. He left my mother and Korea shortly before I was born. I always thought that was his loss not staying to meet me.
When I was 3, my uncle sponsor my mother and me to allow us to come to America to live with him and his wife. From very first day of kindergarten, my mother made school my priority in life. She tell me if I ever want to get anywhere in life, school is the place to start.
During each school year, my nights after school were spent studying. Only chance I really had to spend with other kids was during school recess. Saturdays, if I was all caught up with my homework, I would spend with my mother. Since we were rather poor, we usually just spend day cleaning or talking. On Sundays, my mother volunteered most of her time with the church. After morning service, I was usually allowed to spend the rest of day with my aunt and uncle. Since my uncle was a huge sports fan, I became one as well (especially football).
When I was 15, the summer between my freshman and sophomore year of high school, my grandfather died. My mother return to Korea to help my grandmother take care of the family clothing store. My mother insisted I finish school in the states, so I spend rest of high school living with my aunt and uncle. They were a little less strict than my Mother, so I was able to get little more involved in school activities. I began play volleyball and made the varsity team. The captain of the team’s name was Brenda. I am not sure why, but we quickly became friends.
We were like complete opposites. Brenda was a senior, 5’10 with beautiful long blonde hair, green eyes, and a body that make any girl envious (36C-24-36). I was sophomore and barely 5’ in my shoes with short, dark hair, brown eyes, and barely an “A” cup breasts. The only thing we had in common was volleyball. I was the team’s best setter, and she was best hitter/spiker. Brenda was always dating some great looking guy who would take her to the school dances. She always talk me into go to dance with them. I loved going to the dances, as a few guys would always ask me to dance. To be honest, I think Brenda talk them into ask me so she could sneak off and make out with her date.
When Brenda graduate that year and go off to college, I thought my life was ruined. She only went down the hill to USC, but it might has well have been another country. I continued playing volleyball over next two years, but faded slightly from other school activities. The family clothing store in Korea was doing great, and my mother ask me what college I want to attend as she now had the money. All I could think of was USC. Brenda and I had kept in touch with emails and every once in awhile she even stop by to visit. My good grades, good SAT score, and the fact that I was California resident quickly got me accepted to USC.
After I graduate from high school, Brenda invite me down to campus to look around. It was great hanging out with her again. Brenda was dating a football player named Brad. He was beautiful as she was; he had blonde hair, blue eyes, over 6’ tall and was very muscular. Just see them kiss made me wet between my legs as I imagined it was me he was kissing. Brenda show me around campus and asked if I wanted to room with her when we started up in the fall. I quickly agreed, and she gave me a key to her room. We then parted ways for the summer.
My trip to Korea that summer was great. With family business prospering, my mother had bought beautiful new home with air conditioning and all the modern conveniences I was used to back in the states. All my family and friends were so proud of me for graduate high school in America. It was a great vacation.
