Luke continued down the sun-drenched sidewalk at a forced and awkward jogging pace. His ongoing knee rehab demanded he dial back his pacing and ease into his regular workout routine. In practice, the jog only added to Luke’s impatience and growing frustration.
The rehab process could have been worse. Luke’s girlfriend, April, was more than supportive, providing plenty of distraction and encouragement. Most distractions came from the benefits of their new open relationship.
It was early spring at the beach, and the campus of the nearby college buzzing with activity as Luke hobbled around the corner.
Only three college dorm mates remained in the near-deserted parking lot at the entrance to the college quad. The early success of the girl’s car wash had died down, and the outlook for the volleyball team’s fundraiser was looking bleak. The rest of their teammates had run off to spend the rest of the day with their boyfriends, leaving the remaining trio of girls restless.
Emily sighed in her green bikini, prompting Zoe to speak up. “I know, I know. Just give it one more hour. I really appreciate you guys staying out here with me roomies.”
“At least we got a bit of a tan,” Olivia chimed in ironically, running her hands down her curvy, bronzed silhouette. Her teammates couldn’t help but roll their eyes in unison.
The olive-toned Emily sighed. Neither Emily nor Zoe, with her glowing hazelnut skin, were lacking a tan. Zoe just shook her head, causing her short black curls to sway with it.
Olivia returned her wistful stare to the vacant sidewalk until it wasn’t so vacant. “Who is that?”
The heat of the afternoon sun at the shore was relentless, regardless of Luke’s pace. After about a mile, Luke was already fighting to rid himself of his sweat-soaked t-shirt.
When Luke rounded the corner in front of the College, he didn’t even notice the cute trio of coeds eyeing him. With his arms over his head, Luke was fighting to maintain his pace while he battled to remove the sweat-soaked shirt. When he finally freed himself of his shirt, Luke was greeted with great acclaim.
Smiles and giggles abounded in the Quad parking lot as the three bikini-clad coeds welcomed Luke’s striptease.
Luke smiled back dutifully, trying to keep from being distracted by the myriad of colorful bikinis barely concealing the girl’s youthful, tight bodies. But he was distracted. Luke missed a step off the curb at the Quad entrance. His ankle rolled, and all six feet, three inches of him, toppled over, hitting the pavement with a thud.
The girls gasped and stared for a second before they realized the handsome stranger wasn’t moving on the pavement.
“Oh, no!” Olivia cried out as she ran toward Luke.
“Is he OK?” Zoe gasped as she followed.
Close behind her teammates was Emily, who, without a hint of panic, grabbed a towel on her way to help. She had spent all summer lifeguarding and probably secretly enjoyed the adrenaline rush.
“Is he dead?” Olivia asked as Zoe rolled Luke over, prompting Zoe to roll her eyes.
“He’s breathing, Olivia.”
“Let’s get him out of the sun,” Emily said, stretching out the towel under Luke’s imposing frame. The girls struggled for a bit until they wrapped Luke up enough to, with no small effort, drag him to the shade of their tent. Zoe managed to catch her breath first.
“He still seems out of it, Emily.”
“It’s probably the heat,” Emily said, reaching into the cooler for a water bottle.
Olivia didn’t look like she was paying attention to anything but Luke’s soaking-wet shorts. The thin, wet fabric was clinging to his leg, leaving nothing to the imagination. “Looks like part of him is awake.” Olivia grinned playfully as she leaned in and pointed. Her finger nearly touching Luke’s now conspicuous erection.
“Damn, he’s built like the brawny man.” Emily chuckled, clearly enamored with Luke’s glistening muscles.
Emily attentively poured some water on Luke’s forehead to cool him off.
“Looks like he’s got a paper towel roll of his own in there, too.” Zoe added as Olivia’s pointing finally brought Luke’s girthy penis to her attention.
There was a collective silence in the tent as the flustered trio of coeds looked around anxiously at each other. Faced with Luke’s handsome and statuesque physique, the girls were becoming painfully aware of how little time they had this semester to meet boys.
Emily was getting jittery. Trying her best to hide her arousal and not stare. “Guys, let’s stay focused. We gotta make sure he’s oh...”
The girls gasped, and Olivia almost fell over as Luke sat up unexpectedly, groaning and shaking his head. “What wha…?” the still woozy Luke stammered before he was interrupted by Olivia. She finally lost her balance, and the busty freshman fell face-first into Luke’s hapless lap.
Luke was understandably confused as he opened his eyes to a pair of gorgeous coeds in tiny bathing suits, and a third with her head pressed into his involuntary erection. He scanned the rest of the quaint tent for signs that it was a dream, giving Olivia time to remove herself from Luke’s lap.
“Are you OK?” Emily mercifully interrupted. “We saw you fall on the street and tried to get you out of the sun.”
“Should we call someone for you?” Zoe asked, showing Luke his phone where his emergency contact was open. “I can text…who is this? April for you.”
“Yeah… yeah, that’s fine.” Luke mumbled, as he groggily stretched his massive bicep across his chest.
Out of the blue, Olivia squealed, bounding up and down in her pink bikini, “Wait, don’t you play for…”
“Yeah, yeah,” Luke waved off the bubbly freshman. “I did before I was injured. Shit’s certainly making it harder to get back,” Luke muttered, before flopping back on his towel.
If Luke didn’t already have the coeds’ attention, he most definitely had their sympathy now. “Aw, poor thing.” Emily pouted as she knelt on the other side of Luke across from Olivia. She followed Olivia’s lead and began affectionately stroking Luke’s hamstring, tantalizingly close to the hem of his shorts.
Zoe barely had time to notice her teammates’ advances as the words that flew across Luke’s phone were enough to make her neglected pussy tingle with hunger;
He could probably just use a good fucking to get him on his feet.
I bet you girls can handle it.
Send pics!
Zoe was shocked. She wasn’t a prude, but this situation was not what she was expecting at all. Yet, Zoe could feel the wetness building between her firm, petite thighs. Her heart raced as she stared down at her roommates, massaging the gorgeous, muscular, famous athlete. She, like her roommates, was feeling the effects of being sex-starved, and she only needed a little push to be totally turned on. This was a shove.
Zoe grinned a grin of pure lust and bent down between Luke’s legs. She could feel the heat from his muscular, sweaty body. Slowly, Zoe ran her hand down Luke’s hard, gleaming abs, down to the waistband of his shorts. “April told me how to help you feel better.” Zoe smiled as she temptingly licked her lips. With animal like fury, Zoe jerked Luke’s shorts down just enough to free his girthy, ready erection.
It was difficult for the inexperienced girls not to be intimidated by Luke’s massive endowment. How the large veins throbbed and swelled with his every heartbeat, gleaming with sweat in the shady light of the tent.
The lovelorn coeds were entranced, but eager not to embarrass themselves in front of one another. Holding all that desire in only turned them on further, especially the more experienced Zoe, who had already succumbed to temptation.
Zoe handed the phone to Emily. “April wanted us to be sure to take some pics,” she said with a devilish grin as she grasped Luke’s member with her dainty hand and guided him to her full moist lips. She swirled her tongue around the wide, soft tip of his penis, savoring his salty sweetness like a long-lost treat.