Spring Break with Daddy Issues

Dirk Dunross.

I threw the last of my possessions into the back of his 1994 Ford F-250 Super-cab. Jennell had cleaned me out after the divorce. Not only did I lose the house and have to pay child support and alimony. I even lost Iceman too, my Siberian husky, that I trained. All she left me was the time share in South Padre Island, Texas. She obviously didn't want to pay the maintenance fees.

I should have gotten a better attorney.

I was headed there to regroup. But I couldn't go there till Monday. It was reserved for me for the rest of the month. So I stopped at the Flamingo motel, the cheapest motel I could find. I stocked up on whiskey and coke-zero and ice. Delivery pizza and alcohol for three days wasn't so bad. I had a steady stream of income from my affiliate marketing business I had built from my blog, but I wasn't rich. Hell, I was barely making it.

I would have been happy enough to stay married to Jennell, but I had made things too easy on her to divorce me and cash in on my savings and equity. I did cheat on her with an ex I had, but she paid me back by fucking four of my so-called friends.

But I had my laptop and no distractions now. I could focus on growing my business. After my stay at the condo in South Padre, I could find an apartment and decide where to go from there.

Jaylynn, Cammie, and Stacey.

The three eighteen-year-olds wore skimpy bikinis. They vaped as they waded into the deepest part of the pool, which was four and a half feet at the Flamingo Motel.

"Why the fuck are we staying at this shitty motel when we should be partying in South Padre?" asked Stacey, the petite tan blonde with perky breast implants, as she sipped her can of Four Loco.

"I don't know. Maybe it was that you convinced us to spend all our money two weeks ago on blow," said the petite Hispanic girl, Jaylynn, sarcastically.

"Don't put that all on me. You were all for that!" exclaimed Stacey.

"Well, here we are," said Cammie, the short, curvy, pasty blonde, eighteen-year-old. She had a big ass and 38 DD sized breast. Cammie sipped her Jack Daniels fruit punch wine cooler. "Here in paradise in Corpus Christi, Texas."

"So, this is our summer before college?" asked Stacey. "We are better than this!"

"Why can't you get Brad to get us a room?" asked Jaylynn.

"We aren't talking anymore, and besides, he's sharing a room with two other guys. Losers, FYI," said Stacey.

"Damn," said Jaylynn, as she lit up her joint.

"If only we can get some money to have a nice place to stay in South Padre," said Stacey. "Everyone cool is gonna be there."

"My mom cut me off," said Jaylynn as she coughed and exhaled a huge plume of weed smoke.

"That old guy in 14B has a timeshare in South Padre and is heading there tomorrow," said Cammie.

"That Boomer?" asked Stacey.

"No, He looks under forty, so that would make him a Gen-X-er I guess," said Cammie.

"Same thing," said Jazlynn. "But his beard is kind of sexy. Like a mountain man."

"Hey, I have an idea," said Stacey. "It's simple. One of us fucks the guy in 14B and seduces him into bringing us all with him to his time share in South Padre. Then we get him high on Molly and throw a party at his timeshare while he's drooling on the floor."

"But who? Has to do the dirty work?" asked Jaylynn.

"We draw straws," said Stacey.

"We don't have any straws," said Cammie.

"Let's use blades of grass," said Jaylynn. "I'll pick three pieces of grass from beside the fence."

"Good idea!" said Stacey.

"Fine, do it," said Cammie.

Jaylynn climbed out of the pool. Watered dripped from her black thong bikini bottom, which covered little of her small but firm brown ass. She bent over and picked three blades of grass growing by the fence around the pool. She looked at them and made sure they were all different sizes. Dripping wet, Jaylynn returned to the pool and gently splashed in.

"So we have to all agree," said Stacey somberly. "That whoever draws the short blade of grass will seduce the old guy and get us all invited to his beach house in South Padre. It's life or death."

The other two girls nodded.

Stacey drew first. She drew a long piece of grass. Jaylynn looked nervous. Now she knew it was her, or Cammie, that had to do the deed. Both Cammie and Jazlynn shook their heads.

"Fuck," said Jaylynn, covering her eyes with her hand. "I'm not gonna look. Just draw one out of my hand."

Cammie drew a tiny blade of grass. Jaylynn smiled when she saw she was not the one with the small blade of grass.

"Why am I always the one stuck with the dirty work?" exclaimed Cammie. "Where is that bottle of vodka?"

Dirk Dunross.

I was drinking bourbon and coke, and listening to the Led Zeppelin album Houses of the Holy. My briefcase record player, along with a box -full of my records, were among the few possessions I salvaged from the divorce. I was listening to the Rain Song when I heard a tapping on my motel room door.

"Hello, I'm sorry, but my phone died. Could I use your phone?" said a curvy young blonde-haired girl in a red bikini. She bit her lower lip and looked directly into my eyes. Her tits barely fit into that tiny red bikini. She was so young and attractive.

"I ah um," I muttered. "Didn't I see you with a group of girls? Why can't you use their phones?"

"They left with some college boys," said the girl. "I really have to call my boyfriend."

"Okay," I said. "What's your name?"

"I'm Cammie Stevens," smiled the young blonde white girl with lovely big tits, hips, and ass.

"I guess you can use my phone," I said.

"Thank you," she said as I picked up my iPhone from the nightstand and handed it to her. She walked inside to the back of my motel room. My eyes gravitated to her massive round ass as it popped out of the back of her red thong bikini bottoms. Cammie typed in a number and in a few seconds, she started ranting into my phone. "Hey you ass-hole. How dare you cheat on me? I'm gonna fuck the next man I see. I don't care if he's ugly or old. If he wants this eighteen-year-old pussy, I will give it to him!"

"Wow," I muttered.

"Sorry, my boyfriend is a cheater and his dick is so tiny," said Cammie. "He can't hit my b-spot?"

"Your what?" I asked. "I think you mean the g-spot."

"Yes, my highly erogenous zone," she flirted with eyes awkwardly at me. "My b-spot."

"Your b-spot?" I asked, confused, but still aroused.

"Yeah, it's deep inside a woman's you know what," she smiled. Cammie looked a little tipsy, but so was I. Her smile was so cute.

"Well, come over any-time you need to use my phone," I said as I held the motel door open.

"Can I use your bathroom?" she asked. "I'm locked out."

"Okay," I said as the beautiful, young curvy girl walked to the Bathroom. When I say she was curvy, it wasn't because she was fat. Actually, she had a small belly and huge breasts and a big butt.

Cammie Stevens.

"Oh my God," I whispered on my iPhone that was tucked under my bikini top. "I showed up here almost naked, and he hasn't tried to rape yet. What do I do? We have to call this off. Maybe he's gay."

"No!" snapped Stacey. "Be more aggressive. Take off all you close and lay on his bed with your legs spread if you have to."

"Think of South Padre," said Jaylynn. "We are with you."

"You are with me?" I whispered. "I'm in here with this strange guy all alone."

"Use the condom I gave you," said Stacey. "Nothing bad will happen. Take one for the team."

"Damn it, you both owe me," I said. Then I walked out of the bathroom.

"Um, thanks for letting me use your phone," I said timidly. "Do you think, maybe, I could stay here for a little while? Maybe my friends will come back."

"I don't know," he said. "I've been drinking, and it's late."

"I don't know what to do," I said, putting my hands over my eyes and trying to cry.

"Okay, just sit down and relax. Call your friends if you need to," He said as he poured himself another bourbon and coke on the rocks.

"Um, what was that music you were playing?" I asked.

"It's a classic rock album, Houses of the Holy by Led Zeppelin," He said.

"Wow, it sounds amazing," I smiled awkwardly. "Don't let me stop you from enjoying yourself. Let me text my friends. They should be back in 2 hours."

"Honey, I don't know what you want, but if it's money, you are barking up the wrong tree," he said as he handed me his phone again.

"I don't want anything from you, Mr," I said as I took it and texted the girls quickly. Ya'll are so dead when I get done here. I texted Stacey foolishly from the man's phone.

Dirk Dunross.

Minutes later, we were listening to Led Zeppelin. I was drinking. The music was amazing, putting me in a chill vibe. Cammie started bobbing her head to the music and smiling at me. I smiled back. She took a plastic cup from the bathroom and poured herself a tall drink of straight bourbon.

I glared at her.

"What? I'm 22! You can't share a little liquor with me?" asked Cammie.

I shook my head, but I didn't try to stop her. She sipped from the plastic cup and started dancing. Her body was fucking amazing. Her skin looked soft and smoothes in that tiny red bikini. My eyes were drawn to her big DD breasts. They jostled about in her red bikini top as she danced. She smiled at me as she caught me staring at them. I knew I was in for some kinda scam. A young, beautiful girl doesn't just come onto you out of the blue for nothing, Dirk! But I had no idea what scam. But it appeared fun, whatever the racket.

The music of Led Zeppelin blared on. It put me in a chill mood. Cammie put me in a great mood as I watched her dance to the music. I stopped caring about whatever scam she was setting me up for.

"This music is bussin," said Cammie and she twerked to the music. She acted silly and fun. She was mesmerizing. Her ass cheeks slapped together over her red bikini thong. She smiles back at me and drank the bourbon she had stolen from me. "What's the band's name again?"

"Led Zeppelin," I smiled as I sipped my bourbon and thought, what is bussin?

Cammie gave me the look. The please-fuck-me look. I may have been out of the dating game for a long time, but I wasn't dead.

Then side A of the record finished, and the room was silent.

"What happened to the music, man?" asked Cammie.

"It's record you have side A and side B," I said. "You have to flip it."

I got up from the motel chair and walked towards her as I sipped my bourbon. I turned the record over to side B, and the song Dancing Days played. Cammie smiled at me as I walked towards her. She looked so young. God, please let her be 18 at least!

I grabbed her just above her hips and looked into her eyes. She kissed me. Her tongue explored my mouth and made me forget about years of regret instantly.

She wasted no time. Cammie pushed her hand inside my jeans and felt my throbbing cock. Her face lit up with surprise.

Cammie Stevens.

Oh, my God! He's so big. I thought as I held his big dick under his pants. "Wow," I smiled as I dropped to my knees and unzipped his jeans. I had to see it. His big, hard dick flopped out in my face. I thought of his cock deep inside me and it made me moist. I was not expecting that.

"Mmm," I smiled as I licked the side of his shaft, teasing him. I pulled his jeans and boxer briefs all the way down his legs. He kicked his house shoes off, leaving him barefoot.

He led me to the edge of the motel bed where he sat down and I crawled between his legs. The record player was still blaring the classic rock and roll.

"Oh, fuck," he whispered as I put my mouth around his thick cock. I played eagerly with the thick pink head of his penis, bobbing my face back and forth, and up and down on it. My saliva ran freely down his cock, lubing it.

"Oh, um, you're so big," I said as I wiped drool from the edges of my mouth. "I can't get your scrotum half-way down my mouth."

"Mmmm, you're so gorgeous, Cammie," he moaned as he looked down at me and I stared back up at him with my mouth on his member, sucking and licking it constantly.

"You have such beautiful, light brown eyes," he said as he held my kinky blonde hair out of my face.

I almost choked on his cock.

"My plain brown eyes," I gasped for air as I looked back up at him.

"They aren't plain," he said. I stopped sucking him off. My hand stroked his shaft as I looked at him curiously. Who is this guy?

"It's okay, you can be honest," I smiled as I continued jerking his big dick off, which was glistening wet with my saliva. "Between my BFFs, I'm the plainest. With my pasty white skin, plain brown eyes and round belly. You don't have to lie to me."

"No," he said. "Stand up."

"What? " I asked.

"Go ahead, stand up," he said.

"Alright," I said timidly. I stood up in front of him as he sat on the bed. "What?" I had no idea what he had in mind.

"Can you hand me my bourbon?" he smiled as he sat naked on the edge of the bed, showing his muscular chest and core.

"Alright," I said as I walked to the motel dresser we had both left our drinks on. "Is that what you wanted?"

"No, but I thought it was a good time for a sip, too," he smiled again. "But do you really think you're plain?"

"I know I am not ugly," I said as I handed him his drink. "But I'm not gorgeous, beautiful, or hot."

"I would disagree," he said as he stood up close to me. I could feel his masculine aura. He gave me chills as he stood inches from my body. He was naked and his cock was semi-hard. I was in my skimpy red bikini still. He walked around me, eyeing my body.

"What are you doing?" I asked, smiling nervously.

"Just wanted to give you my assessment," he said as he took a drink of his bourbon and then set it back down on the dresser. He towered over me. At 5' 2" I had to be almost a foot shorter than him. He came back around in front of me and held his right hand on my curvy hip. Pressing in close and bending his neck, he kissed my lips softly.

"You are beautiful, and your blonde hair compliments your gorgeous light brown eyes," He whispered.

"Who are you?" I blushed.

"I'm just Dirk," he said as he ran his left index finger from the center of my chest, just below my bikini top, all the way down to my bikini bottom. His finger tugged at the opening of my bikini bottom, revealing my bush of blonde pubic hair. "You have a perfect small round belly. It's what the renaissance painters considered the height of female beauty."

"Really?" I gushed. He was turning me on and made me feel so pretty.

"And these," he said as he pulled at my tight bikini top straps, pulling them down off my shoulders. He forced my bikini off of my massive breasts until my big girls flopped out. "Do you know how many men would die to touch, suck, and lick these beautiful tits?"

He held my double Ds in each hand. His face nuzzled between both of them. He kissed and licked them, sending waves of pleasure through my body, making me shiver with delight.

"Oh Dirk," I moaned as he played with my breasts as he grabbed my butt with his right hand. "What are you doing to me?"

"I haven't even begun," he whispered. Dirk grabbed me by my waist and motioned me to spin around. My boobs flopped up and down as he pushed me back onto the bed.

Oh, my god. I thought as he turned the tables on me. He was between my legs as I laid on the bed. He grabbed the sides of my bikini and pulled it off my hips and down my legs. My pussy was bare before him. I'm so glad I shaved. My pink box was completely smooth except for a massive bush above it.

Dirk pressed his bearded face between my legs and onto my snatch. His beard felt soft and masculine against my inner thighs.

"Oh, fuck," I stammered. My eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he licked my pink slit delicately. His tongue glided up and down my labia delicately, and then he flicked it against my clitoris. As my pleasure increased to an intense sensation, he pulled back and kissed the edges of my outer labia. I was so wet. He slobbered over my wet pussy like a wild animal. It drove me insane with lust. "Oh my god, please don't stop!"

Dirk placed his index finger across my labia, and his fingertip touched my clit. He just held it there for a long few seconds, teasing me. I panted.

"You're so tight," he said. Then he turned his index finger around and slid it inside my tight pink hole.

"Oh, my god," I moaned as his finger touched me in ways I had never explored before. Nothing had ever given me such intense sensations deep inside. He pleasured the sensitive ridges of my vaginal walls, and then he licked my clit while he fingered me. "Mmmm, ohh!" I moaned and gyrated my hips impulsively. Finaly he pulled his index finger out of my wet pink hole. And I caught my breath momentarily.

"Dirrrrrk!" I grunted as he inserted his two middle fingers inside of me. My vaginal walls clung to his fingers. He lapped furiously at my clitoris as he rammed his fingers in and out of me like a battering ram. Only he didn't need a battering ram. My legs and my body were wide open to him. I gripped his hair by his scalp with my right hand and moved my hips up and down onto his face as he continued going down on me. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Oh, fuck!" I squealed as he pulled his fingers out of me. I squirted clear fluid across the bed. My legs shook, and I moaned. But Dirk didn't stop there. He pulled my legs back and crawled on top of me with his cock in my face. He rubbed my clit furiously, until he sent my body into a forced orgasm!

"Oh, ah, dirk!" whined in a high-pitched voice. Again I squirted clear fluid from my pussy across the bed. "Oh, my god. Please, no more. It's too sensitive down there now."

Dirk smiled and kissed me as we cuddled on the bed.

Stacey and Jaylynn.

"Why hasn't Cammie come back yet?" asked Stacey as she paced around their motel room, vaping. Stacey was dressed only in a white motel towel after showering from the pool. "It shouldn't take but 3 minutes to get that old guy off!"

"I know right! And she's been gone for hours. It's beginning to worry me," said Jaylynn as she painted her toenails light pink. Her hair and her petite brown body were wrapped in white motel towels as well.

"Fuck!" said Stacey as she vaped. "She's not answering text. Maybe we had better go look for her."

"Oh my god," said Jaylynn, her face looked serious. "I hope he didn't rape and kill her!"

"Damn-it, Jaylynn, don't say that!" exclaimed Stacey. "Why would he do that? She was going over there to fuck him."

"I don't know, Stacey? Some of the old guys can be creepy and psycho," said Jaylynn.

"Fuck, man," said Stacey. "Hurry, get dressed. You are freaking me out."

"On second thought, maybe she's just like-ing his dick a little too much," smiled Jaylynn.

"Oh, no!" said Stacey, as she looked at her iPhone.

"What," asked Jaylynn.

"I just got a crazy text from an unknown number. It said: Ya'll are so dead when I get done here," read Stacey.

"Oh, my god! What the fuck?" said Jaylynn, so distraught she dabbed pink toenail paint all over her toe. "Fuck, I messed up my nails."

Dirk Dunross.

"Wow," smiled Cammie as we laid on the bed bare ass naked. "That was fucking awesome. My pussy is still tingling. Do you want me to blow you or something? I kinda owe you."

"Sit on my face while you do it," I said.

"Omg, What?" smiled Cammie. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, babe," I said.

"Okay, but I am warning you, my ass is pretty big," she said.

"I know," I smiled.

I laid flat on my back in the middle of the bed with pillows propped under my head to give me a little lift. Cassie awkwardly lifted her left leg and climbed her bare ass over my face and eased it into position. My arms were behind the back of her knees, so I had a perfect position to grab her nice, big, white ass cheeks.

Cammie's butt was perfect. It was round, thick, wide, soft and giggly. I put my face between her cheeks and ran my tongue up and down her smooth, puffy pussy. She had a large labia but her hole was so tight. I couldn't wait to put my dick inside of her for the first time, but I was savoring it.

(Layla Lovelace's Naughty Bookstore.)

Cammie spit on my dick and massaged my cock with her hand. I was rock-hard and every tug from Cammie felt so good.

"Cammie, your pussy taste so good," I moaned as I licked her labia and Cammie sucked on the head of my hard dick in the 69 position.

"Mmm, it does?" said Cammie as she alternated sucking on my dick and jerking me off with her hand.

"Yes," I whispered as I lapped at her wet pussy, enjoying the salty, sweet taste of her natural juices. Her big tits pressed at my lower abdomen as she reached to suck deeper on my cock. I had to lean up and into her pussy to continue licking her pussy. I even tongued her tight asshole.

"Oh!" giggled Cammie as rimmed her butt-hole.

Then I focused more on her clit and flicked my tongue over it rapidly and then sucked on it. I had the perfect view of her pussy and ass.

"Gaud, Dirk, " moaned Cammie as she stopped sucking my cock but gripped onto it tightly. "Fuck."

She became so turned on again. She was in heat as started grinding her hips into my face again. I gently slipped the middle finger of my left hand inside her pussy. She was so tight. Her vaginal walls clung to my finger.

"Oh, mmm, dirk," she moaned as she jerked at my cock haphazardly. Then she said the magic words. "Please fuck me." I was so hard and ready to go. I felt my cock become engorged.

"Get on your back," I said.

"Yes, sir," she said as she climbed off of me and spun around on the bed. She flopped down on her back and spread her legs wide. There was her beautiful, smooth, tight pink pussy with her blonde bush above it. Cammie grabbed her big white tits. She played with them. Cammie sucked her own nipples and bit her lower lip as I approached her.

"Look in my eyes, when I put it inside you," I order. Cammie nodded her head.

I held my hard cock with my right hand and spread her pussy lips with my left. I pressed my dick next to her pink inner sanctum. We locked eyes as I slowly penetrated her.

"Oh, my God," gasped Cammie as I barely slid the tip inside of her. She was so tight. "Go slow."

"I will," I said as I worked the tip of my cock in and out of her slowly. The circumcised head of my penis clung to her inner pink ridges. I spit on her pussy and rubbed my saliva into her clit.

"Oh," moaned Cammie.

I forced my cock inside her tight hole just a little more.

"Mmm, fuck," moaned cammie as she took half my dick inside her. "Oh, Dirk." She pressed her hand on my belly. I slowed my thrusts. But I grabbed her legs and spread them behind her head and pressed my cock deeper inside her.

"Oh my gaud," moaned Cammie.

"Grab your legs," I said as I thrust slowly inside her, in and out. I pulled my dick almost completely out of her, with only the head inside her, and then I pressed it deep inside of her. I could feel my orgasm building up to the point of no return. The blast-off count-down had almost been initiated. I swiftly pulled away and proceeded to devour her pussy again.

"Oh my god, Dirk. You are teasing me," smiled Cammie. Then she bit her lower lip playfully.

"Spin over on your belly, " I said as I grabbed her hips and helped her into the doggy style position. I slid my throbbing hard cock into her wet pussy and fucked her hard in the doggy style position.

"Oh, oh, oh, mmm, uh, uh, uh," she moaned as my balls slapped against her clit as I thrust deep inside her. This continued for twenty seconds. I controlled my breathing, clinging to my cum desperately. I felt her every millimeter of her soft, tight pink hole massaging my dick.

"Oh, my god, Dirk," moaned Cassie. "you are gonna make me cum, again!"

"Spin over on your back," I said. I pulled out of her and then smacked her ass cheek with my hand.

"Oh," giggled Cammie as I slapped her ass firmly.

"I'm gonna cum," I said. "But I'm gonna pull-out and cum on your belly."

"No," said Cammie. "Cum inside of me. I want to feel your warm seed fill my little pussy."

"Ah, no," I said.

"I'm on the pill," she said.

I didn't know what to think, but I put my dick inside of her once more. We were in the missionary position. I spread her legs back spread-eagle in the air. I thrust inside her slowly, penetrating every inch of her tight eightteen-year-old vagina. We locked eyes again. Cammie held the back of my neck as I leaned in close to her. We kissed. Our lips and tongues met each other in a series of slow, passionate embraces.

"Mmmm," I moaned as I pressed my cock deep inside her as I climaxed. My dick throbbed and cascades of orgasmic pleasure shot through my body as my cock spilled a huge load of warm cum deep inside her.

"Oh," said Cammie as she held her mouth open wide and looked at me with an amorous gaze. I felt the vaginal walls of her pussy contract as she climaxed with me. We held each other tightly in the throes of our lust. "Oh my god, you finished me again."

"Fuck, my cum is so deep inside you," I shook my head.

"It's okay. I really am on the pill. We all got on the pill senior year of high-school. I'm too young to be a mom," said Cammie as we held each other, still deeply entwined together. "But I will be your cum dumpster!"

"Well, I'm not gonna lie, that was the bests sex I have had in a while," I said.

"The best ever, period for me," panted Cammie.

I kissed her again and pulled out of her. She fit me like a tight glove.

Cammie looked down at her crotch, then back at me as my milky semen slowly oozed out of her little pink pussy.

"You came a lot," smiled Cammie.

"Ahh," I sighed, feeling so relaxed. "I needed that."

"Me too," she said and paused.

"So, I gotta be honest," smiled Cammie, looking up at me as we laid naked in the bed, with our bodies glistened with sweat from the passionate sex. "So my friends put me up to this."

"To what?" I asked.

"Well," said Cammie with a long pause. "We had big plans this spring break. To go down to South Padre Island, and party like rock-stars. But our plans fell through. We spent most of the money we saved on April 20th."

"Okay?" I asked, still not understanding where she was going with her confession.

"So, we heard from somebody that you were on your way to South Padre and that you had a beach house there," she said.

"Oh, okay," I said.

"I was the unlucky one whose job was to sleep with you and seduce you into letting us come stay at your beach house so we could party during spring break," said Cammie.

"That's all? I'm just seriously glad you weren't trying to blackmail me or have me beat up and rolled for what little cash I have," I said. "I am relieved, actually. It's not a shock that a young girl like you isn't interested in a guy in his forties."

"So you aren't mad?" asked Cammie. "I honestly wasn't excited about having sex with you at first. Not until I met you and found out you're actually a pretty cool guy."

"Awe well thanks, I said, "And no, I am not mad. Tell me about your friends. Are they cool too?"

"Awe, yeah, Jaylynn and Stacey are some of the most chill people you will ever meet," said Cammie.

"Well, I don't see why you all can't stay at my beach house for a week," I said. Then a loud banging noise came from the motel door.

"Open up!" screamed a female outside the door.

"The cops?" I said as I jumped up out of bed, stark naked. "Tell me the truth! Are you 18 at least?"

"Yes, I am," said Cammie.

The banging on the door was so loud and aggressive. I looked through the key-hole and I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Just a minute." I said, as I unlocked the door and cracked it slightly. I hid my nakedness behind the door.

"Where is she?" asked a young blonde girl dressed in ridiculously short shorts and a tank top with a white towel wrapped around her head. She was holding an aluminum softball bat threateningly.

"Let Cammie go!" said a beautiful petite brown skinned female dressed in sort shorts with a towel wrapped around her head as well.

"It's okay, I am right here," said Cammie, covering her nudity with the bedsheet wrapped around her.

"Cammie," said Stacey. "We got a weird text saying he was coming to kill us when he was done."

"No, that was me, silly," said Cammie. "But it's okay and he said he would let us stay at his beach house."

"Oh awesome," said Jaylynn as the two other girls just walked into my motel room. Their demeanor changed immediately.

The thin blonde with fake tits smiled at me as I tried to cover myself. I shook my head and rolled my eyes and let my dick fly free in the wind as I looked for my boxer briefs.

"Wow, Cammie!" said Jaylynn. "He's well hung! No wonder you took so long."

"Shut up Jaylynn," said Cammie, still wrapped in the sheet.

The one they called Stacey poured herself a bourbon and coke. And she took the last of the ice out of the mini-fridge.

"Well, glad you are okay," said Jaylynn. "I'm going back to our motel room. Thanks for inviting us to your beach house. Sorry for the misunderstanding."

"Yes, thanks," said Stacey as she picked up my bottle of Wild Turkey.

"Hey," I said as I pulled up my boxer briefs and caught her at the door and snatched the tall bottle of Kentucky bourbon out of her hands.

"Oh, my bad," smiled Stacey. She winked at me and drank the bourbon from the plastic motel cup and left with Jaylynn.

"Your friends are a little crazy," I said.

"Oh? What do you mean?" asked Cammie as she looked for her panties.

"It's all good," I said.

"Thanks for inviting us to your beach house tomorrow," said Cammie.

"Tomorrow?" I asked.

"Yeah, spring break is over in four days."

"Oh yeah, well, you're welcome," I said. "Thanks for an amazing night. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Um, can I come over and sleep here after I get my clothes?" asked Cammie. "I'm sharing a bed with Jaylynn, but I'd rather share a bed with you."

I looked at Cammie, the beautiful young curvy blonde-headed girl staring back at me with her sparkling brown eyes.

"Yes," I said. "That would be okay."

THE END of Part 1

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Previously published by Layla Lovelace as Young and Dumb and Full of Cum Book 1.

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