Spring Break [f/f] | 2016

Yes, it's a spring break true sex story. And yes, it involves underage drinking.

It was the spring break of our sophomore year at college. We both had gotten jobs that year, so we decided to spend some of the money we earned and take a bonding trip to the beach.

We had experimented together before. In fact, she was the first girl that I had done anything with. Our first time was earlier that year when it was still cold outside. We were snuggling in her dorm room, "watching a movie" while her roommate was napping in the loft above. She raised the volume of the movie, and then started suggestively squirming next to me and giggling. So I put my hand under her shirt and her giggles turned to soft moans. I unbuttoned her shirt and took off her front-clasping bra. Her beautiful dark nipples were totally rock hard and erect. I had zero experience, but I somehow knew exactly what to do: I started gently sucking on her left nipple and flicking it with the tip of my tongue. Her hips started to buck and I moved to her right nipple. Up until that point in my life, I had never gotten so wet as I got in that bed with her. My pussy throbbed so much it almost hurt. We mostly made out and fondled each other like this for the next few minutes but were too scared to do anything else or move further south. After a while I got up and went back to my room and masturbated a couple of times. I have no idea how her roommate above didn't hear us.

Anyway, back to spring break. We decided to go to the beach. We got a pretty cheap ass hotel since we didn't have much money and it was located in a rough area of town. But, it had a balcony!

Our first night there we went to dinner. We met up with a guy who we knew from college. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at Target for something, I forget what. As we walked throughout the store, I remember noticing how absolutely divine her ass looked in her skin tight black pants. I wanted to grab her right there and fuck her asshole with my tongue. Guys aren't the only ones who are visual creatures.

We finally got back to the hotel room. Our male friend had brought some cheap flavored vodka to the room. We started pounding back the drinks. She and I decided to change into our swimsuits and beach sarongs that we had bought for the trip. We changed into them, modestly in the privacy the hotel bathroom. When I emerged, I remember her telling me how hot I looked. We decided to take the party to the aforementioned balcony.

It was a popping night. The streets were busy. We were drinking. All of a sudden, she reached behind me and starting pulling on the string that tied my bikini underneath my sarong. Not enough to untie it. But enough for me to notice. Then she ran her nails down the full length of my back, which is basically my Go button. I tried to ignore it. Then she pulled my string again and my top was untied. I was drunk at this point, so I turned her around and we started making out. She untied my sarong and pulled up my bikini top, and started fondling my naked breasts as we passionately made out, in public on the hotel balcony. I grabbed her ass and desperately tongue fucked her mouth. It was then that we remembered our male friend was still watching this all go down. His hands were on his crotch; I don't remember if he was masturbating or not. Him being there was ruining it for us. We kicked him out.

We then stripped completely naked and things got pretty intense. I remember grinding on her and she grinded on me, and our tits bouncing in rhythm with each other. I remember how hot her naked pussy felt on my thigh, and how wet we both were. I had both my legs in the air at one point, and she finger fucked me as I sucked on her nipples. Have you ever been so incredibly turned on that, you feel numb? It's hard to explain, but I think I had blown a gasket or something. She wanted to go down on me, but I didn't let her. I was still not comfortable with it yet. It would be eight years later when I would allow another woman to taste me. But that's another story.