Archives for January 2008
College Wild Party Girls
girls gone bad at college party
Chicago was receding quickly in the distance, its grid of
streetlights fading to a glow of patterned city blocks against the
deep black stillness of the lake. We climbed higher, gaining altitude
on the first leg of our trip across the Atlantic, bound for England at
Christmastime, December 1992.
She sat rigid beside me, hands clenched, knuckles white
against the metal of the armrests. We’d had a drink while waiting in
the airport, and she’d just ordered another from our flight attendant
in his white and blue uniform, slightly rumpled. Cute, though.
Maybe if she got sufficiently drunk she’d relax enough to survive this
trip. I was matching her drink for drink…they were free, after all,
and we were on vacation.
“How are you doing?”
“Not too bad. You?”
“I’m fine. You know I love flying.”
“I hate you.”
She didn’t mean it, of course. Eight years of friendship
couldn’t be cancelled out by a little acrophobia. But I resolved to
be a little more careful what I said. Time was passing much too
slowly.
Three hours later; almost halfway to England. I, for one, was
thoroughly bored and that rumpled flight attendant with the shock of
Midwestern brown hair and mindless calf eyes was starting to look more
and more inviting. In an effort to distract her, we’d been
complaining about our respective ex-boyfriends and talking about the
joys of sex through the last two or three drinks, and both of us were
now horny as hell. That one of us was bi, and the other one straight
only added to our frustration. We’d gotten to that sad point when we
boasted about all the strange places we’d done it, and all the odd
people we’d done it with.
College Campus Orgy
Campus Orgy
And then it was my turn. After the lights were turned down, and the
laughs settled down, they both decided that I hadn’t seen nothin’ yet!
They both kissed me all over, one filling my mouth with their tongue
and the other playing deep throat. I liked it when they both kissed my
nipples at the same time, running their hands over my balls and cock.
Finally I rolled on top of Jan. Sally wanted to guide me in, so we
both let herfumble around and finally I was deep inside. Sally
reached around between my legs, caressing my balls and squeezing my
shaft. Jan’s hips moved faster and faster and I was on fire. There
was no turning back now. I could feel Sally’s tongue in my ear as I
screamed and exploded. It was almost more than I could handle.