My heart was set on getting a big group of my friends together to go to Florida for spring break like we had done the year before. And I especially was looking forward to some special fun with my girlfriend Jennifer. But events never turn out the way you plan, our desires are often crushed.
Despite Jennifer coaxing me into new sexual experiments like the little vibrator in my ass incident, anal licking and making videos of our love making, some tensions between us had developed during the winter of 2006.
I was not overjoyed about Jennifer wearing super short skirts with no panties and sheer blouses to class. And she was not happy that I had a psycho stalker chick following me around campus. Furthermore, I was really bothered by how Jennifer seemed so intrigued by every gangbang she heard about around campus and her always mentioning that she fantasized about being a pornstar.
One evening Jennifer sprung the news on me that she was going to the Bahamas on spring break with Brittany and Renee. She said that I could go with some of my fraternity buddies , explaining that it was just separate spring breaks not a break-up. Still, I was devastated by the news.
After letting that bit of bad news settle, I went ahead and made plans with my two best fraternity buddies, Chip and Vic, to go to Panama City, Florida for our spring break. I know that I became especially impatient with Jennifer in the days and weeks following and Jennifer and I found ourselves getting more and more irritated and snippy with each other in general.
About a week before spring break, Jennifer and I had a big argument over something really petty. I got mad and said things that I didn’t mean and told her to, “Quit being a pouty spoiled Scarlet O’Hara.” Despite the fact that it was a perfect description of her behavior, Jennifer took particular offense to that and broke up with me. I was even more devastated than before.
But the longer I thought about it, the more I became convinced that she may have just set me up so she could break up with me and do whatever she wanted on spring break without feeling guilty that she had a steady boyfriend. My best buddies Chip and Vic seemed to agree with me on that theory.
Finally spring break had arrived and Vic, Chip and I were on our way to Panama City, Florida. We departed on Friday evening in Chip’s old faded out Chevy Suburban with just a duffel bag of clothes and essentials each along with several empty ice coolers which we planned to fill with beer and ice when we got there. Also, Vic brought his acoustic guitar on his theory that building a fire on the beach at night and playing the guitar would attract several girls for us to meet.
Evidently on the trip down I had been whining and whining about Jennifer. We were half way to Panama City, when Vic and Chip told me that they had heard enough about Jennifer. They said that she’s going to fuck somebody’s balls off in the Bahamas and for me to get over it. That did not make me feel any better.
Then they went on to say that they were sure she would want to make up with me after we all got back from spring break. And they kept insisting that I promise to fuck somebody in Panama City.
After they went on and on lecturing me for about an hour, I promised that I would try to fuck some chick in Panama City.
We arrived at out motel parking lot in the early morning hours when it was still dark, of course we couldn’t check into our room until early afternoon, so we went to sleep in the Suburban. Chip in the front seat, Vic in the back section next the bags and me in the back seat. After sun up we went to Waffle House for breakfast, then drove around Panama City scoping out the scene before just walking around on the beach.
After lunch we checked into our room, showered went out and purchased several cases of beer and got lots of ice. We filled up the small room refrigerator with beer and put the rest into the ice chests.
The three of us were staying in one room that had two beds so we worked out a revolving arrangement where each night a different guy would get a bed by himself, but of course things would change.
By about 4:00 pm we went out to the beach to scope out chicks. We had no idea that right away we’d run into the girls that we would end up spending all week with.
We walked out on the beach in front of our motel and almost immediately noticed three girls about 100 feet away, two were standing, one sitting on her beach towel, they had a volleyball net set up next to them. From where we were it looked the girls had dark sun tanned bodies.
We planned to casually stroll by them and check them out. As we got closer we could see that all three girls had tattoos, always a good sign for easy sex.
We could see that they were really cute girls with really good sexy bodies. There was a tall one with big breasts standing up, a short girl next to her and the one sitting on a towel and I could see that they were checking us out.
We were going to stroll by without saying anything when the one girl that was sitting yelled at us, “Hey Georgia Bulldogs!”
That startled us, so we stopped and turned toward them. All three girls walked up to us as Vic said, “How’d y’all know we’re from UGA?”
All three chicks really laughed at that and the lighter haired girl that had yelled at us, pointed to Chip’s Georgia Bulldog swim trunks (red & black with the “G” on one side, a Bulldog on the other), I was wearing a pair of black UGA gym shorts and Vic had his red and black “Georgia Bulldog” cap on.
She laughed and said, “Its really obvious!” as the girls all laughed at us.
Her accent sounded like New Jersey so I said in my best New Jersey imitation accent, “Are you goils from Joisey?” Emphasizing “goils” & “Joisey.”
The lighter haired girl slapped my arm hard and said, “You hush!”
Vic asked, “Well?”
“Yes we’re from Jersey,” the girls all piped in.
I replied, “I recognized your funny accent.”
She slapped my arm hard again and said, “We don’t talk funny!”
Vic, Chip and I insisted that they did. The girls were all laughing and entertained by this.
The tall one said, “No, you southern guys talk funny!”
Chip interjected (what we always say down south), “No God talks like us and everyone else has it wrong!”
“You’re crazy!” the lighter haired girl said and slapped Chip’s arm.
From our silly banter we realized that they must like us and we definitely thought they were hot. Even better, we soon found out they were staying in the same motel as we were.
We told them we had a lot of beer, which really excited them. They said they were all just 20 years old and hadn’t been able to purchase any beer since they were not yet 21.
We admitted to them that we were also just 20, but we had state-of-the-art fake identification cards that included fake drivers licenses, UGA ID’s and auto insurance cards. The girls thought that was really great. After several minutes of flirty verbal sparring the girl’s wanted to know if we’d play volleyball with them.
The three chicks were hot and slutty looking. The lighter haired girl was average height, long straight medium brown colored hair with a lot of blonde streaks dyed into it, and very pretty big blue eyes, she had tattoos on both ankles, one arm band tattoo, a large lower back tattoo and she had a sunburst tattoo around her navel, and some kind of tattoo was just peeking out of the top of her bikini above her pussy. There was a little lump in her bikini right at where the top of her pussy would be so I had guessed she might have a clit ring.
All three girls had little nose rings, tongue rings, belly button rings, eye brow rings and multiple earrings. What was great was that after close inspection of their bikini tops it was clear they all had nipple rings.
The tall girl had long black hair, olive skin and black eyes & big natural boobs and she soon told us she was of 100% Sicilian ancestry. When Vic asked if her dad was in the mafia she slapped his arm hard & said no.
The third girl was short about five feet, two inches tall and had the most tattoos. Her left arm was one big continuous tattoo art scene from the elbow up to her shoulder, tattoos on the back of both shoulders, both ankles, one ankle a big tattoo all the way up to almost her knee, big star tattoos on her front waist that poked out above her bikini on each side and a star around her belly button and she had black hair in a short choppy style, blue eyes & breast implants. I knew these girls had to be fun!!!!!
We played volley ball a long time with them and the girls seemed to crack up laughing at all out crazy antics and things we said. After a few games of volleyball the girls asked us if we wanted to go get something to eat with them, then later go clubbing. Of course we said yes.
By this time it had become clear who’d be with who as the chicks asked us for our cell phone numbers. They grabbed their phones out of their bags by their beach towels and stood in front of the guy they were interested in.
The lighter haired girl, Steffi, got my number and then used a pen to right her name and hotel room number on my arm. Gina, the tall big boobed girl was doing the same with Vic and Carla, the short girl got Chip’s number and wrote on his arm.
The girls said they’d run up to their room and put on some shorts and to meet them in the parking lot. We found them and all of us piled into Steffi's old Ford Explorer.
We finally found a seafood restaurant and waited in line to be seated. We had a great time with them, ate dinner and& drank a few pictures of beer. The girls had grown up together in New Jersey and shared an apartment together, and worked part-time as waitresses while they went to school.
Steffi and Gina went to their town’s local community college in Jersey and Carla was attending a nursing school there. We asked if her tattoos would be a problem as a nurse and she said that wearing scrubs will cover all that and that her mom is a nurse and has tattoos also. These girls were really interesting and very different from the spoiled rich prima donas that were our girlfriends at UGA.
The girls wanted to go back to their room to clean up and change before hitting the clubs. We went back to the motel and they told us to pick them up at their room in an hour and half.
When we knocked on their door, they came out in these really hot sexy wild, emo type outfits. All three were wearing obscenely short low waisted ruffled skirts, their brightly colored lacy thong panties pulled up high showing over the top of the skirts and they each wore different brightly colored thigh high fishnet stockings that matched their exposed panties and had on tall wedge shoes.
Steffi and Carla wore lacy bras underneath these ultra sheer shirt type things that barely covered their bras and wore these ultra sheer frilly fingerless gloves.
Gina wore a black leather super low cut metal studded bra or halter that her big breasts almost fell out of. And they all wore really dark eye shadow along with dark shiny lipstick on.
