Rachel was crazy when it came to sex. She didn’t care who was around or who might be looking. If she wanted it, she made sure she got it. Myself, I was a bit shy, but after meeting some of Rachel’s sorority sisters, I came to understand why she acted the way she did. They were as crazy as Rachel.
Rachel called me one day and said that she, and two of her best friends were going to take a weekend trip to the coast. I was invited along. I was excited to go, because I knew all of her friends and found all of them super sexy and as fun to be around as Rachel.
We all piled into Rachel’s Toyota SUV and headed off to the beach, which was about three and half hours from where we all went to school. Rachel decided to drive, so I kicked back in the passenger seat, while Brittany and Charlotte took up the back seat. It was late on a Friday when we left, so it took us about thirty minutes just to get past all the city traffic.
Brittany was a very outgoing girl. She stood about five foot three and probably weighed all of about 100-105 pounds. I liked her long sexy legs, her long blonde hair and her care-free “whatever” spirit. There was no way I could ignore her very tight ass and very short cut-offs and her halter-top, into which she squeezed her luscious melons.
Charlotte was also a short girl. She was probably four foot eleven and weighed all of about ninety pounds. With her short black hair, she looked more like a young high schooler than a college sorority sister. Like Brittany, she wore her shorts a bit on the immodest side, with her cute ass hanging out. Her pullover shirt was two sizes too small. Even without any teasing, I could very easily make out her nipples, perched on top of her very small mounds.
We stopped off at a liquor store and loaded up on beer, Schnapps and tequila. Back on the highway, the hum of the car on the interstate made me sleepy. I did my best to stay awake, but I couldn’t. I dozed off.
The dinging of the passenger door woke me up. We were at a roadside park. The sun had already disappeared behind the horizon, but there was still a small amount of daylight left.
“Potty break,” Rachel called out. She bolted from the car and headed into the small non-descript restroom about twenty feet away. I looked around. We were the only car at the rest stop. I glanced into the backseat. Brittany and Charlotte were both asleep, with Brittany’s hand resting on Charlotte’s bare thigh, very close to her crotch. How sexy, I thought.
Two more hours down the interstate and we reached our destination. We checked into the Sea-Surf Inn and Suites. Rachel and I had one room and Brittany and Charlotte had a connecting room. It was late when we got in, but none of us seemed tired from the trip.
Rachel and I paired off and within a few minutes, I banging the crap out of her. I’m sure Brittany and Charlotte could hear us next door, but I really didn’t care.
The next morning, Brittany and Charlotte didn’t waste any time in heading out to the beach, which was about twenty-five yards right in front of our hotel. I could see them from the porch. Rachel came and we headed to join Brittany and Charlotte on the beach.
Both were laying on large beach towels, on their stomachs, their tops untied. Rachel spread out her towel next to her friends and I did the same next to her. She casually spread the coco-butter sunscreen on to her legs and then her shoulder and arms. As she lay down on the towel, she asked if I would apply the sunscreen to her back.
She untied her bikini top and let the tie strings fall to her side. I poured a glob of the sweet smelling sunscreen into my hands and rubbed it on to Rachel’s back.
“Get my butt too,” Rachel intoned.
I glanced over at Brittany and Charlotte’s asses as they lay nearby. I was a lucky guy.
“Do you think it would be okay to go topless?” Charlotte asked.
“Hell,” I replied, “I don’t see any signs saying you can’t.”
We had the entire beach to ourselves.
Brittany was not the least bit shy. She turned over and pulled off her bikini top. She had little bitty boobs, but strong nipples. She slipped off her bikini bottoms and tossed them to the side. She looked at me and winked. I didn’t say a word.
Brittany nudged Charlotte who followed suit and stripped out of her bikini was well. It was like they were teasing me. I turned over and on to my stomach to hide my growing erection.
“Oh look,” Brittany said, “Charlie is shy.”
“No,” I replied, “I am not shy.”
“You’re afraid we will see you big ole cock,” Brittany shot back.
“No, I ‘m not,” I replied.
“The turn back over,” Briitany responded.
“No way,” I replied. “You just want to be a tease.”
“I’m not teasing anyone,” Brittany replied.
“Rachel looked over at me and smiled.
“I think she wants you,” Rachel remarked.
“I know,” I replied.
“Well then fuck her and be done with it,” Rachel replied.
I couldn’t believe what Rachel had just said. I guess the shock was written on my face.
“If you want to fuck her, fuck her,” Rachel replied, “I don’t’ care.”
“Are you pissed off for some reason?” I asked.
“Hell, Charlie,” Rachel replied, “We’re adults. I’d love to see that cock of yours inside her pussy. I don’t think she could handle it.”
“I can handle it,” Brittany replied. “The question is whether or not he can handle me.”
I was not taking the challenges seriously.
“Roll over,” Rachel instructed. I rolled over and on to my back. My fully erect cock strained against the fabric of my swimwear. Rachel reached over and put her hand directly on my manhood and squeezed it.
“Oh yeah,” Rachel remarked, squeezing my erection. Rachel straddled me and pulled my swim suits down, exposing my manhood.
“Hummm,” Rachel said, “What do we have here?”
Rachel proceeded to slip her hand on to the shaft of my cock, lift it up and then slipped her mouth around the bulbous end of my manhood. I couldn’t believe she was giving me a blow job right in front of her sorority sisters.
Brittany slipped over beside her.
“Can I?” Brittany asked.
Rachel slipped to the side and Brittany wasted no time in taking her place, slipping her mouth over the head of my enlarged cock. Rachel stood up and peeled out of her bikini bottoms. She straddled my face. Her pussy was right where I wanted it to be. I could tell she was very worked up.
As I slipped a finger into her pussy she moaned her approval.
“Oh yeah!” she exclaimed.
“I’ve got to have it,” Brittany remarked.
Brittany positioned herself over my enlarged cock, her pussy coming to rest against my throbbing cock. She rubbed the end of my cock along the folds to her vagina.
“Just put it in,” I declared.
Brittany slipped the head of my cock into her tight pussy. I could feel the walls of her pussy pulsating as my cock slipped into her pussy father and farther. Our pelvic bones met. Brittany began a slow rock back and forth which quickly intensified.
Rachel slipped off to the side. I lost momentary track of her as I focused on the blonde bombshell rocking back and forth on my manhood. She bit down on her lower lip, her body trembling and shaking as the first orgasm rolled through her. I grabbed her and dug my fingers into her hips.
“Fuck me,” I yelled out. “Fucking fuck me!”
Brittany stiffened up and then collapsed on top of me, her pussy juices spilling out of her vagina. She trembled and shook as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure flowed through her body. I was about to cum when she slipped off of me.
Charlotte didn’t waste any time in regaining control of things. She immediately took over and mounted my stiff cock, slipping her knees on either side of my hips. She pushed down on my chest with her small hands. She was barely ninety-five pounds- what guys call a “spinner.”
Charlotte was sexy, pure and simple. I ran my hands over her nipples. As I did, she trembled and shook. She leaned forward and our eyes locked on to one another. Fire flew from her eyes. She pressed her lips against mine. That was all it took. I shot my load deep into her pussy.
“I can feel you cumimg,” Charlotte whispered as I filled he pussy to overflowing.
“Good!” I breathlessly replied.
I looked for Rachel. She was laying on her back. Brittany had her head buried between Rachel’s spread open legs. It was a beach love fest.
Charlotte rolled off of me. I stood up, my cock quickly going flaccid and grabbed Charlotte’s hand. We headed into the surf, leaving Brittany and Rachel alone.
Charlotte and I waded naked into the surf. We stood with the waves pushing against us, kissing. I can’t began to tell you how a great and passionate the kisses were. Within no time, I had a second erection and found myself pounding away at Charlotte on the beach. (Fucking on the beach is not all that it is cracked up to be. The damn sand is a bitch!)
The three of us had a great weekend and I hated to see it end. As we drove back to the campus, none of us said a word. I sat in the back seat with Charlotte while Brittany sat in the passenger seat and chatted with Rachel. Charlotte leaned her head against me as we started down the interstate back to the campus.
Rachel looked back at me in the rear view mirror. I smiled and winked. Rachel winked back. Charlotte slipped her hand onto my crotch and squeezed my cock. I closed my eyes and dozed off.
Part III is even better, but that’s a story for another day.
