It was a cold fall Friday night in my normally quiet college town. Myself and
one of my roommates, Jay, were at home making a game plan for the evening. Our
other roommates had already headed off to happy hour and we assured them we
would meet up with them later. We were sitting around in our boxers, smoking
joints and downing one beer after another. We generally hated the atmosphere of
happy hour and preferred to get drunk on our own before hitting the bar scene.
Suddenly the phone rang and neither of us were interested in leaving our
comfortable seats to answer it. We figured it was our roommates calling to
harass us for not joining them so we decided to let it rang. Finally the ringing
stopped, but then it started up again. After 3 or 4 calls, Jay decided to get
the phone incase it was an emergency. To our delight, it wasnt our roommates,
but Jay's cousin Stacy. I had never met Stacy, but I heard the stories. She was
actually Jay's 2nd cousin, but a cousin is a cousin right?
Stacy was a senior in high school back in our home town. I had seen a few
pictures of her, but it was Jay's description of her that remained in my head.
She was italian, just like Jay, stood about 5-5, maybe 110 pounds with long
black hair, stunning green eyes and a figure that would make a dead man hard.
She was calling to ask Jay if her and a friend could come down to visit for the
night. She had visited before, while I was back home, so it was nothing new for
her to ask to visit.
Stacy and her friend Liz arrived shortly after 9pm and Jay and I were already
wasted. Jay introduced me to both girls and I began praying that I was not
suffering the effects of beer goggles. Both girls were incredible and Stacy fit
Jay's description to a T. Liz was a little bit taller and thicker, with short
blonde hair, big blue eyes and full pouty lips. Both girls were wearing sweaters
and jeans that clung to their round firm asses.
We invited the girls in and took a seat in the living room. Jay brought all of
us beers and we sat around chatting for awhile. After a couple beers, we decided
to play some drinking games because the girls were anxious to get intoxicated
and we were happy to oblige. An hour or so later, Jay passed around a joint and
the 4 of us reached new levels of intoxication. Jay suggested we move our small
party to the front porch and he turned on some music and moved the speakers
towards the windows.
Once outside, our drunk and high high school girls began dancing with each
other. Jay and I sat back and observed as the two girls began freaking each
other and caressing one another in a teasing fashion. Then they climbed up on
the railing and began dancing with the poles while our neighbors across the
street began whistling at them. Both girls ignored the neighbors and focused
their attention on us. With beers in thier hands, they began running their hands
up their sweaters, giving us glimpses of their sexy bras. Both girls were
equally stacked with tight abs and beautiful curves.
Around midnight, all of us were completely trashed and moved the party back
inside. Liz was struggling to stay awake so Jay offered to take her upstairs and
find her a place to rest. Once they disappeared, Stacy asked me if she could
take a shower so she could sober up. I knew the bathroom upstairs was in better
shape and unoccupied, but our basement shower had some additional features,
namely, a peep hole in the wall. I led Stacy into the basement and showed her
I told her I was going back upstairs and to hollar if she needed anything. I did
go upstairs, but only for a minute, to grab another cold one before I quietly
descended the stairs again and went into an ajoining room. What Stacy did not
realize was that we drilled a good size hole in the wall directly across from
the shower and covered it in the bathroom with a useless vent. From inside the
bathroom, it appeared to be a normal vent, but anyone with common sense would
have thought a vent in the middle of the wall was a bit odd.
I pulled up a chair and sat there in the dark with my beer as I watched Stacy
prepare for her shower. As she slowly removed her sweater and t-shirt, my cock
began to swell at the sight of her firm tits. she was wearing a sexy pink lace
bra that barely supported her 34c mellons. Then she proceeded to lower her
jeans, revealing a matching pink thong. Before she removed the rest, she turned
on the shower and tested the water. At the same time, I unzipped my pants and
pulled out my semi hard cock and began stroking it.
Once the water was nice and warm, Stacy reached around back and undid her bra,
dropping it to the floor. As she turned to face the wall, I was scared that our
hole would be descovered but she didnt notice a thing. What I noticed were two
tiny pink nipples resting comfortable on her perky tits. Then she bent down and
disappeared from my view as she removed her thong. When she reappeared, she
stepped into the shower and my stroking grew more intense as the hot stream
poured onto her body.
She began lathering up with soap and washing her delicate body. Her hands
caressed and cupped her tits as she washed. Then she moved down to her crotch
and began washing her tiny patch of dark pubic hair. The thought of her touching
herself almost made me cum that instance. Stacy then proceeded to turn around
and wash her ass as the water washed away the foam. Her buns looked incredible.
Young, round and firm, she was every mans dream.
I continued stroking while observing her every move. With soap still covering
parts of her body, she suddendly stepped out of the shower and towards the door.
I quickly stopped what I was doing so I could see what she was up to. With my
cock at full attention, sticking straight out of my pants, I stood up as she
began calling my name. Realizing that she might be suspicious why I was in the
next room, I remained quiet, but she kept calling my name and her hollars were
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