While the girls were off dancing, I stopped into the casino. Unfortunately I can’t say I won a million dollars. I managed to keep my losses under my self-imposed limit, and ended up at the bar, chatting with a few strangers, and partaking of the premium drinks, perhaps a little more than I should have.
By the time I made it to the room, I had done what I had told the girls not to do. Gotten myself thoroughly drunk. I managed to shower and down a glass of water and some aspirin before heading to bed. It was the first time I hadn’t waited up for the girls, but I was in no shape to be seen, and I trusted them.
I woke up to the best feeling in the world. I had a bit of a hangover, but the feeling below my waist was countering that. I sighed, enjoying the unfamiliar sensation. I felt a light breeze on my skin, and looked over to see it was full daylight outside, and my balcony door was open. Looking downward, I could make out blonde hair. “Donna?”
She looked up grinning, and in an easy motion, she straddled me, and settled down on my cock, which she’d been sucking only moments before. “Good morning,” she said.
It felt wonderful, but it only took a few moments for what was happening to sink in. “Donna, we can’t be doing this.”
She laughed at me, leaning over and riding my cock, her big bodacious breasts swaying in front of my eyes. “We gave you four days, Mr. Z. Four days to find yourself a vacation sweetie or three.”
“But … but …”
She pouted. “Don’t you think I’m pretty?”
“You’re gorgeous.”
That earned me a smile. “I’m not a virgin. None of us are. You know that right?”
No, I didn’t know that. “Wendy?”
“Bobby Frey.”
That little smarmy bastard. He seemed like such a nice kid. I should have known better. Remembered how I was at that age.
Donna accelerated her actions, and I moaned. “You like that?” she teased.
I loved it. “We really shouldn’t,” I said, trying to hang on to reason. It was very difficult, with my hard cock buried in the tightest little pussy I could imagine.
“We really should, Mr. Z., and we are. Over and over again. You had your chance, four days. Now you’re ours.”
“Ours?”
“Me and Tina. Wendy made us promise that if you didn’t get laid, we’d take care of you. It was an easy promise to make. You’re a hunk. Nice cock, by the way.”
It was difficult for me to think, never mind speak. I hadn’t been laid forever, and now this? Not to mention Tina? I didn’t need to speak. Donna leaned down and kissed me. A very nice kiss. “I’m going to fuck you now. Don’t hold back. I know you need this.”
I lost any semblance of control after that. The girl fucked me like a demon, and after only a couple of minutes I was groaning, hanging onto her hips and fucking back. The need to finish came up abruptly, and with a growl, I hammered it home, my insides churning, my cock spitting out its reward forever.
Then she was lying on me, kissing me gently. “Thank you,” she whispered softly. “Let’s clean you up, and we can go again.”
She walked out of the room naked, while I lay there, my mind in turmoil. I had just fucked an eighteen year old beauty. One of my daughter’s best friends. If that wasn’t enough, in from the balcony, walked Tina. She wasn’t naked, she had panties on. Not much material, but panties none-the-less. She sat down beside me, leaned in and kissed me. “I’m so pissed,” she whispered.
“Pissed?”
“I wanted you first. But she won, fair and square. Tonight you’re mine. You got it?”
“Tina, we can’t.”
She grinned. “Oh yes we can, and we will. And I promise you, Mr. Z., you’re going to love it.”
Donna showed back up, and offered me a few aspirin and a tall glass of water. While I was drinking it, she cleaned up the evidence of our coupling. “How was it?” Tina asked.
“Quick,” Donna giggled. “Nice, but quick. I bet the next one will be a lot better.”
Tina nodded. “Don’t hurt him. It’s been a long time.”
“I’m not going to hurt him, I promise. Where’s Wendy?”
Tina nodded toward the wall. “She didn’t think he could handle her seeing him like this.”
I watched their conversation still in a morning daze.
Tina looked down at my cock. “Can I?”
Donna nodded. “Just a little Ok? Tonight’s all yours. We agreed.”
Tina’s response was to suck my cock, getting a quick moan out of me.
Donna took my glass away, and put it on the bedside table. “Whatever you want, Mr. Z. It’s your turn to fuck me. Make it good.” Then she was doing her best to see what I had for dinner with her naughty tongue.
Tina’s hot mouth had me hard as quantum physics. She pulled back, smiling and gave Donna a nudge. “Have a good time, Mr. Z.,” she said, giving me a quick kiss, and heading back out to the balcony.
Any thoughts of being honorable fell by the wayside, when Donna got on her hands and knees, waving her young ass at me. “Any ideas, Mr. Z.?”
One.
It only took me a few seconds to line up behind her, and sink my cock to the root. She gasped, and purred like a kitten when I started fucking her slowly. Any thoughts of impropriety or inappropriateness disappeared out the door. I fucked that little blonde bombshell like my life depended on it. Her first sweet orgasm made me feel like a god. I had her on her back, driving it home, when her second hit, in between a series of gasped “Oh-my-god! s.”
I slowed down, never wanting to stop, and feasted on her incredible tits. Then I moved down further and had a tasted of that teen slice, until I had her screaming my name. “Adam!” she shrieked, over and over again, clutching my head.