In my second year of college, I went on vacation to Aruba with my friend Julie, and we agreed before we went that we were going to let our hair down, kick up our heels, and have a wild time, no holds barred. We bought new outfits and little bikinis; we were hot. Not bragging, just the truth. We were sure we'd meet lots of cute guys, and they'd be hanging all over us. We were ready for whatever – hopefully involving hooking up with some good-looking guys!
Somehow, for the whole trip, it just didn't work out that way, guy-wise, anyway. We had a good time – beautiful water, lying on the beaches, great food, hitting the clubs at night. We drank too much, but what the fuck, it was spring break! There were lots of guys at the clubs, and some of them we'd seen on the beach earlier, where we had been able to get a pretty good look at them. Lots of guys talked to us and danced with us, and some asked for our numbers. We both went out on a couple of “dinner dates”, but it turned out that there was just no chemistry with these guys for whatever reason. It fizzled out.
But there was one guy we kept running into – Jessie. He was really funny and cute, but he kept flirting hard with both of us, which was kinda confusing, and he never took it any further with either of us. So by the end of the trip, I think both of us had kind of forgotten about him.
That last night, we weren't happy about having to go home without some fling to remember. Then we ran into Jessie again, and he was really turning on all the charm – but still with both of us! Getting really handsy, and funny as fucking hell. As it was getting late, he invited us both back to his room. Julie came over to me and started shouting into my ear over the music, “So, what are we going to do when we get back there with him? What do you think?” She looked at me, and I could see what she was thinking; there was a little smirk on her face. She said, “You know, we did both fuck Gary last semester – that was a few months apart, but maybe it's not all that different, when you think about it.” It seemed like she was trying to talk herself into it as much as me, but I had to admit that the idea did make my thoughts start racing. So, I nodded; it was decided!
When we got back there, Jessie made us all drinks, and it wasn't long before he kissed Julie, and then pulled me over and kissed me! He started touching me all over, and Julie was right next to us and was grabbing him from the back and kissing his neck. Clothes kept coming off, piece by piece. I was incredibly turned on – by him touching me, by seeing the incredible sight of his body and his hard cock, and by seeing him kissing and touching Julie at the same time too! It was like watching live porn and being in the middle of it at the same time! Then he pushed me down on my back and started going down on me. He was damned good at it too; he went real slow and explored all over and I felt like my whole body was completely on fire. It wasn't long before I had an explosive orgasm – it had been quite a while since I'd had one like that! When I opened my eyes, I looked down and I could see Julie giving him a blow job. We must have been making a lot of noise!
