Chapter 3 - Spring Break, Woo Woo!

I arrived at the airport, having been dropped off by my parents. ‘Don’t go drinking excessively,’ my Dad said. My mum smiled, ‘oh come on, Gerald. You were a true party animal back in your day.’ This had weakened any authority he had. I smiled at them both, ‘I’m going to be fine. You know I don’t like drinking.’ I walked away in the shortest skirt and a neon yellow bralette. No clue how they were fine with me wearing that.

I flew down to Texas and met up with Paige and her friends at the car hire. We had two cars to share between seven girls. Paige drove the first and all the seats were taken by the time I had realised what was going on. ‘You guys get in the Jeep when they bring it around. We’ll see you at the hotel!’ Paige said, as she pulled away. Great, I thought, she’s left me already. I immediately was regretting my decision until one girl tapped me on the shoulder. ‘Would you like a hand with your bags?’ I spun around and saw this skinny girl. She was five foot two and very pretty. ‘Sorry. I’m Hayley,’ she introduced herself with a smile. ‘Katie said you didn’t know many of us. This is Henrietta, or Henna.’ Henna walked over, dressed just as skimpily as me and hugged me. She was six foot two so when she stood beside Hayley it was quite amusing. I smiled at the height difference. Hayley quickly butted in, ‘before you say anything. Don’t,’ she said with sarcastic seriousness. We all laughed as the Jeep pulled around. I picked up all our bags and shoved them into the boot. Hayley got in the driver's seat and we drove to the hotel, quickly becoming friends.

It was about midday and we checked into the hotel. I was sharing a room with Paige and Hayley, to my relief. I was happy with how fast I had acquainted Hayley and Henna, I was socially exhausted. This wasn’t going to fly on Spring Break though. Paige stripped off her flying clothes and got out a grey two piece bathing suit. Hayley slipped on a stylish one piece with so many cutouts I was unsure how it would stay on. I soon discovered that she didn’t really want that to be the case.

I picked out my swimsuit from my suitcase and went to change in the bathroom. ‘Where do you think you’re going?’ Paige asked. I pointed obviously to the bathroom door. ‘No no no. We all get changed together. That’s the rule. Come on!’ I was getting shy. Paige and Hayley picked up on this so came over to me. Paige assured me, ‘Gracie, you have nothing to worry about. Trust me.’ Hayley added, ‘yeah girl, your body rocks!’ I smiled, giving in to the pressure. I pulled my bralette off, letting my boobs roam free and my skirt was pulled down by Paige. ‘Oh my god!’ Hayley exclaimed. ‘You’re incredible, Grace!’ I blushed. I pulled on my bikini and adjusted it so it fit me. We applied sun cream and headed out the door, Paige slapping my ass as we did.

The beach was awash with drunk college students. It was amazing. Everyone was on such a good level and the seven of us got on really well. We were all lying on the beach soaking up the sun and gossiping. Eventually the topic turned to the amount of boys we’d slept with. I’d say the average was about nine between the seven of them. One of the girls I was unfamiliar with asked me. I sipped my piña colada for a long time, hoping for some courage at the bottom of the coconut. They all smiled at me waiting for my answer. ‘Three,’ I said, meekly. They all laughed. I was really insecure about how low it was. But they made me feel better about it. ‘Grace girl, you look like you could be on five times that!’ ‘Only three! You’re so gorgeous though!’ It really went to my head and the girls made me promise to sleep with someone tonight. I drunkenly agreed.

The night rolled around and I squeezed myself into a pink mini dress before heading to the bar with the girls. We quickly got chatting to a set of footballers from Miami. I found one I found attractive and told Paige. ‘You see the short one with the blonde hair?’ I whisper to her. She laughed and nodded. ‘Go for it,’ she said. When the moment was right, I approached him and got chatting, but it was very apparent he wasn’t interested in me. He was looking back at Hayley. She was world’s apart from me: I’m black she’s white, I’m muscular she’s skinny, I’m ugly she’s pretty.

I was at the bar getting another drink when I felt a friendly tap on my shoulder. It was a big guy from the team. He introduced himself, ‘hey, my name is Frank.’ I smiled and said, ‘Grace. Nice to meet you.’ He was taken back by my London accent, ‘oh shit. You’re from Britain!’ I nodded, ‘England yeah. London but moved here when I was eight.’ He continued to smile. It was a nice one too, good teeth and wide. He was tall and had big, imposing shoulders. He was also quite fat. He told me, ‘I play Defensive Guard for the Miami Hurricanes.’ I nodded emptily, ‘sorry, I don’t know anything about American Football.’ Frank’s face lit up, ‘you don’t? Thank God. I’m so bored of talking about it all the time.’ I laughed.

We chatted and flirted the entire night. He confessed his type was muscular black women. It really sealed the deal for me. I brought him back to our room, well before Paige and Hayley were due back. ‘Would you like a drink --’ He offered before I cut him off. ‘Frank. We both know why we’re here.’ He smiled sweetly and kissed me. We made our way into my room and I took off my dress. ‘Woah,’ he said loudly to himself. I giggled, thrilled by this compliment. He caressed my ass and squeezed it hard. ‘Can we…?’ I asked. Frank nodded and took off his clothes. He was just as big as I thought, but more muscular. ‘Woah,’ I retorted. He pulled down his underwear to reveal a humongous penis waiting for me. My eyes must have popped out of my head. I got onto the bed and he slid down my underwear. I took off my bra. My boobs were big from my bulk, much to Frank’s delight. I felt Frank’s big hands grip my sides.

I took his large member in my hands and guided it towards my vagina. He tried to put it in but it was too tight. I winced with pain and he stopped, kissing me. ‘It’s OK. We don’t have to .’ I shook my head, ‘just play with it a bit…’ Frank knelt down and stuck his tongue in my vagina. There wasn’t a lot of technique involved, but it seemed to be doing the job. I started to feel myself getting wetter. Clearly he did too and he tried again sticking his penis in. He was gentle and eventually his massive erection fitted inside me. It could feel the mass of it inside. It was huge. He started to thrust slowly and tentatively. It was so good. ‘Fuck me. It’s so big… harder!’ I moaned. Frank reciprocated and pushed harder, keeping a steady rhythm. He pulled out and picked me up, spinning me around onto all fours. He began again, this time faster. It felt so good. He slapped my ass lightly. ‘Harder!’ I said. Frank spanked me hard periodically as he rode me. I came with a wave of pleasure flowing through me. He pulled out and ejaculated all over my back. I lay there, panting and breathless. Frank flopped onto the bed beside me. ‘Wow,’ I said. Frank looked at me and smiled.

I woke up the next morning to Frank leaning over me, fully dressed from last night. He said, ‘hey you awake?’ I nodded slowly, my head killing me. ‘I’ve got to go, but I left my number on your dresser. Call me.’ Frank smiled and kissed me before leaving. I was so hungover. I got up and tried to stand, instantly collapsing to the ground. ‘Ow,’ I said. I could barely walk. I managed my way into the living area where Paige and Hayley were waiting for me on the couch. ‘Woah, put some clothes on there sailor!’ Hayley said. I had forgotten I was still naked from the night before. I returned in a large t-shirt and some pants. ‘So, how was it?’ Paige asked with a big grin. I smiled uncontrollably, ‘it was so big…’ We all laughed. ‘I can tell, your legs look like jelly,’ Paige pointed out. ‘More squats needed to carry this pain,’ I said.

The rest of Spring Break, Frank and I slept together every night. His penis was so big I couldn’t not! It was so nice for someone to appreciate me for who I am. Physically that is. We never really connected on a personal level. But that’s fine. It was just a fling on holiday. I never bothered texting him after we left. Truth be told, I was just eager to get back to college and knuckle down on studying and working out. I’d had enough partying for one year. But rest assured, I knew I would be coming back next Spring Break. I wondered what I would look like then after another year of bulking. I was excited for what was in store.