As winter turned to spring, a friend of mine had a party at his house while his parents were away. Sheri was working that night and decided not to go. Against my better judgment, I made the decision to go even though I knew there would be copious amounts of alcohol and girls of all ages.
You see, a friend of mine had a hunting cabin out in the middle of nowhere. When his parents were in town, he wasn’t allowed to be up there without supervision. When his parents were out of town, what they didn’t know didn’t hurt them. All his friends agreed to make sure the place stayed clean and nothing got broken.
Long story short, I went to the party and had way too much to drink. There was a girl there that was in the band with me that was always coming on to me. Whether you see it as fortunate or unfortunate, she had way too much to drink too.
So this little blond girl with a great ass and perky little tits decided that she was going to get me that night. She flirted with me all night long, constantly rubbing against me, touching my arm or leg, or doing something else to entice me.
One of my friends, who was even more drunk than I was, was getting a blow job right in front of everyone from some freshman that no one knew. While she was going to town on his cock, my little blond friend came over, sat on my lap, and said, “I’ll blow you like that if you want me to.”
In my drunken state, I couldn’t resist. From what I remember, we went into the bathroom, she dropped to her knees, and blew me until a came in her mouth. She wanted to fuck after that, but, somewhat luckily as it turns out, I was so drunk I couldn’t get it up again. I ended up finger banging her on the counter in the bathroom to orgasm.
When I woke up the next morning, she was naked and lying in bed next to me. I still had shorts on, so I’m assuming we both passed out and nothing else happened. She had a different story, but I still don’t believe it.
The point of the story is that someone told Sheri about all of this, of course, and she dumped my ass!
I loved Sheri and was honestly more upset that I hurt her and let it happen than anything. I knew I deserved what I got, but I wasn’t going to let her get away without a fight.
I did the normal boyfriend stuff; sent flowers, left notes in her locker, pleaded to mutual friends who I knew would talk to her. When I heard that another guy asked her to the prom and she accepted, I was devastated. I thought for sure it was over.
A mutual friend of ours, who I’d known since pre-school, came to me and said she only said yes to piss me off. That was all the light I needed to keep up my pursuit.
The annual band trip was coming up and I needed to make amends before we left.
Since we had won the competition the year before, we were invited back to Myrtle Beach, SC to defend out title. The year before was so special for the two of us, I could only hope she was feeling nostalgic.
I finally got her to sit and talk to me about two weeks before the trip. She was angry, but she could definitely see how upset and sorry I was. She said she had talked to several people that we are the party and confirmed what I was telling her was the truth. She cried and made me cry right along with her. After hours of talking and talking, she finally gave in. She told me she loved me and hugged me. We weren’t “back together,” but I knew I’d won her back.
She said we’d see how things went the next few weeks and on the trip, then she’d decide whether to take me back or not. Again, I knew I was in, but I played dumb and treated her extra special for the next two weeks.
Sex was completely off the table before we left for Myrtle Beach. We got back to kissing and some touching, but clothes stayed on at all times. I was certainly hoping that things would change on the trip.
As seniors, we didn’t have to share a seat on the upperclassman bus. Most of the guys crammed into the back of the bus, while the girls took the middle, and chaperones in the front. With no restrictions on guys and girls sitting together, I hoped Sheri would make her way back to my seat at some point during the long drive.
We had to be there on Saturday by 2:00PM, so the buses left at 11:00PM Friday night. It was loud for about the first hour or two, but then most people started falling asleep.
I was just starting to dose off when I saw a very familiar shape heading for the back of the bus through the darkness. Sheri stopped at my seat, looked down at me, but said nothing. She took one last quick look down the aisle to make sure no one was watching then climbed into my seat with me.
She straddled me, pushing her breasts against my face. We had on our school issue sweatpants, so I could feel the lips of her pussy parting as she pressed down on the dick. She put one finger over my mouth and started to grind up and down on my cock. She pumped her hips up and down quickly, knowing we had to be fast and quiet.
I watched as she bit her lip to keep herself quiet. Every few pumps, she pushed her heaving chest against my face. She kept going at a steady pace and both of us could feel the end was near.
Sheri reached down with both hands and pushed my sweatpants down exposing my bare cock. She leaned back, wrapped her hand around my dick and started jerking me off.
“Tell me when,” she whispered.
She kept stroking my cock from tip to base. Her grip would tighten around my head and release as she got closer to my balls.
“Now, now, now,” I whispered back to her.
She knelt on the seat next me and shoved my dick into her mouth. Just as she did, cum rocketed out of me filling her mouth. I watched as her head jerk back from a powerful jet of cum hitting her throat. She kept her mouth closed around my dick until she was sure every last drop was spent. She sat back up and moved her face right in front of mine. She wanted me to watch as she swallowed my juice.
Sheri kissed me and headed back to her seat without saying a word.
***
Day 1
We didn’t have much on the agenda for our first day there, so most of us planned to hit the beach. The chaperones were less concerned then they were a year ago, so Sheri and I had no problem being around each other.
We walked down to the beach together, made small talk, and she eventually held my hand as our toes hit the sand. She laid her blanket down and then helped me put mine right next to it.
Sheri took off her t-shirt revealing my favorite black bikini wrapped around her gorgeous body. I rubbed her body with sunscreen and then she did the same for me. I made sure to concentrate on her breast area, because that’s the last thing I wanted sunburned and too sore to touch.
Our friends started to trickle onto the beach and surround us. After a while, some of the chaperones also joined the kids on the beach, but setup far enough away to not be a pain.
After about thirty minutes of lying in the sun, Sheri turned to me and asked me to roll over so I was lying on my stomach.
“I think you need some more lotion,” she said.
I rolled over and she got the sunscreen from her bag and squirted some on my back. She rolled onto her side and started rubbing it into my back. She kept inching closer and closer until I felt her other hand sliding underneath me.
Her hand slowly slid into my swim trunks and encased my now bulging rod. At first, she just gently pressed her fingers against my cock head. I cocked my body to the right just enough to not arouse suspicion. She quickly took the hint.
She wrapped her hand around me and started slowly stroking me while rubbing my back. She told me later that the chaperones looked over a couple of times, but apparently we didn’t spark any suspicion.
Sheri gripped me tight and pulled on my dick slowly so you couldn’t tell her arm was moving. She knew she couldn’t make me cum without everyone around us knowing what was going on. She leaned into me and said, “My room is empty right now.”
“You go first,” I replied. “I have to calm down a little before getting up.”
She smiled, got up, put her t-shirt back on and headed for the hotel.
I waited about two or three minutes before I moved at all. I was still hard, but at least presentable. I told one of my buddies that I had to take a piss and headed for the hotel.
I ran up the stairs and went as fast as I could to Sheri’s room. I knocked on the door and she quickly answered.
She was completely naked when I walked into the room and we wasted no time at all. Sheri grabbed at my shorts and started pulling them off. I pushed them down, kicked them off, and then pushed Sheri down on the bed. She quickly rolled over and got up on knees so I could take her from behind.
I walked up to her and quickly pushed my cock into her pussy. I grabbed onto her hips and started fucking her fast. We knew we couldn’t both be away for long without someone coming to look for us, so there was no messing around.
I pumped Sheri hard and fast. She groaned her approval as I kept the same rhythm going for ten or fifteen minutes. I reached around and grabbed her tits, pinching her nipples the way she likes it.
“So does this mean we’re back together?” I asked.
She replied, “Just fuck me!”
I grabbed her hips tighter as she started pounded herself against me. Her ass slapped against me with each thrust into her soaked cunt. Sheri was moaning loud, half screaming each time I dived into her.
I was getting close and she was begging me not to stop. I grabbed her breasts again and used them as leverage as I pushed deeper into her.
I pulled my cock out of her pussy just as the cum erupted. I shot load after load of hot seed all over Sheri’s ass. I watched it drip down her ass crack and gently seep toward her pussy.
“That was so fucking good,” she said to me.
I went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I pressed the towel against her ass and let my finger rub against her pussy.
She rolled over on the bed and said, “Come here and lie with me for a minute.”
I crawled up next to her and lay my head on her breasts.
“I want to forgive you, I’m just having a hard time. You know I love you and I know you love me,” she said softly. “This will take a little time, but we’ll figure it out.”
“I love you,” I whispered to her.
“I know baby,” she answered.
***
Day 2
The second day of our trip was somewhat uneventful, or so I thought. We had a preliminary competition in the afternoon then a dinner in the evening. The jazz band had to sit together, so I wouldn’t get much time with Sheri at all.
All the girls got dressed up for the dinner. Sheri looked fantastic. She had on a great yellow sun dress that made the blue of eyes seem to pop from her face.
While all the different competing bands mingled before the dinner started, I got to walk around with Sheri. We held hands and kissed like a regular couple. Everything was starting to come together. If I hadn’t 100% won her back already, I knew that by the end of this trip we’d be back to the way it was.
We split up for dinner, but I made sure to sit where I could stare at her from a distance. I watched her talk and laugh with her friends. Every so often, she’d look over at me and catch me staring at her.
As the night drug on, most of us just couldn’t wait to get the hell out of there. Then, something odd happened.
Sheri was sitting with a good friend of ours named Charlene. I had known Charlene since kindergarten and she and Sheri became friends in high school. I would have never told her this back then, but Charlene was hot. She was blond with a great ass and one of the best smiles I’d ever seen. Her boobs weren’t very big, but proportional to her thin frame. Next to Charlene sat another of our friends named Tara. Tara was, for lack of a better term, slutty by all appearances. She had long black hair and a perfect ass. She was, again for lack of a better term, flat chested.
I watched as Sheri was talking with Charlene when a shocked look came over her face. It wasn’t something you’d expect to see, it looked like what she said truly shocked Sheri. The three of them talked for a few more minutes when Sheri looked over at me. She smiled and turned back to the two other girls.
Then, all three of them looked over at me and had devilish smiles on their faces. Now I may not have known a lot of things, but I know when three girls are looking over at the table and smiling, they’re not talking about knitting a sweater. I could only hope Sheri was paying me some compliment as opposed to laughing about our encounter the day before.
***
Day 5
The third and fourth days we were in Myrtle Beach were competition days. We had our days so scheduled out, that free time was non-existent. I still got to see Sheri at night, but we weren’t able to be together like we were a few days earlier.
On the fifth and last day of the trip, Sheri and I made the same arrangement we did the previous year. We’d go to the awards dinner, then high tail it back the hotel before anyone was any wiser.
We spent the day on the beach together. There were some college guys staying on the top floor in our hotel who kept hitting on Sheri and the rest of the girls on the trip. They told Charlene they were having a party that night and all the girls should go up. It was perfect for Sheri and I since if any of the chaperones came back to the hotel, they’d be way more concerned about the party then what was going on in our room.
Sheri and I went to dinner together. We sat with Charlene, Tara, and a few other friends. Sheri and I talked, but every so often I would catch Charlene and Tara whispering and then looking at Sheri and me. I thought they just knew what Sheri and I were up to, but I’d soon find out just how wrong I was.
Dinner ended, Sheri went off with her friends and I went off with mine. Ten minutes then make a break for it, that’s all I could think about. I told my buddies to cover for me and headed to the hotel.
When I got there, I was very surprised to see ten or so of the girls from our trip heading up in the elevator. I assumed they were going to the party on the top floor. I hung back so they wouldn’t see me, and then made my way up the stairs to Sheri’s room.
When I got to Sheri’s room, I knocked. No answer. I knocked again. No answer.
The elevator doors opened and Sheri appeared.
“Well, where were you?” I asked playfully.
“Upstairs at the party for a couple minutes,” she responded.
“Well I’m glad you decided to join me,” I said with a little more conviction.
Sheri kissed me and I could taste the alcohol on her breath.
“I had a drink, flirted with some college guys, then decided to come downstairs,” she said as she opened the door to her room.
“Trying to make me jealous?” I asked.
She pulled on my arm to come into the room and said, “I’m here with you aren’t I?”
We kissed for a few moments when Sheri broke away and said, “Wait, there’s something I need to tell you first.”
I interrupted her, “You weren’t up there long enough to have sex with one of those guys, so how bad could it be.”
She slapped me on the arm and said, “I didn’t, but if I wanted to you’d have it coming.