(Usual Disclaimer Time: All the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time (often in regards to a character's proportions), please remember it's all in good fun.)
Author's Note: This story requires a little explanation before we get too deep into it. Spring Break Memories is a much-requested spin-off miniseries from my long-running Senior Year Memories, taking place between chapters 50 and 51 of that tale. All of you who have read that far in the story will hopefully enjoy the continuation of various storylines and returning characters, but as for the rest of you, I want to let you know now that it is NOT necessary to be a Senior Year Memories expert to enjoy this story. I'm doing my best to write it as both a continuation, and a story that will stand on its own for the reading pleasure of those who might not want to go through all 50+ chapters of the main series. I like to keep things light, fun, thoroughly cliched and more than a little unrealistic, so I hope you all enjoy!
Further, I would like to thank the readers whose votes helped determine some of the action of this story and picked the majority of the girls who would make appearances in it, including the leading lady of this chapter, the gorgeous Indian class president, 18-year-old Sabrina Singh; you guys are, as ever, the best!)
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It became apparent early on when I was putting together my calendar for senior year Spring Break that I was going to have a busy time with it, especially when each of the girls who wanted a day with me made it clear that they each wanted to go on their own kind of adventure. I didn't have much of an imagination for the kinds of adventures we'd *actually* be going on, but after going over to Haley's family home (more of a small mansion, actually) to fuck around in the pool, then to Olivia's house for a homemade erotic escape room, I was starting to guess that this was likely to be indicative of the kind of time I'd be having over Spring Break. Though I used to hardly be the adventurous type, as it all unfolded for me this year, I realized that I was here for wherever these girls wanted to take me. My senior year had already been *quite* adventurous so far, and if these girls all had their own ideas for what they wanted to do with me, even if my schedule was fairly jam-packed, then I had few complaints.
Still, even with all that in consideration, there was no way in hell I could have expected that the third day of Spring Break would take me to the place I'd least expected to go: back to Regan Hills High School.
Spring Break was supposed to be, well, *away* from school as far as I was concerned, but when the invitation came from a girl with as unsurpassed beauty as our 18-year-old class president, Sabrina Singh... well, you could say that I was willing to embrace the unexpected for the day.
Like pretty much every girl I'd been with during senior year, I hadn't really known Sabrina beyond her reputation before we'd connected. I knew that she was brilliant, and ambitious, and had school spirit that could put any of our cheerleaders to shame. She seemed the most likely of any of my classmates to one day change the world for the better, and honestly, I wouldn't have minded if she actually did, because the world could use a little changing for the better as far as I was concerned.
Back in February, however, that distance between Sabrina and I changed after she sought me out, the two of us sharing perhaps our first real conversation ever. This was intimidating, to be sure, as not only was she insanely intelligent and ambitious, but she was also one of the hottest girls in a school full of unbelievably hot girls. Nevertheless, I rolled with the conversation, getting to know our class president better and finding her to be more human than I might have expected at a distance. I learned that she was also a girl who was *so* busy and *so* ambitious that she often didn't have adequate time to let her hair down, and was in desperate need of some fun.
That her definition of letting her hair down and having fun involved my cock, which she'd heard about through some friends of hers who'd become friends of mine... well, that was fine by me, especially when she turned out to be a singularly intense lover.
So, yeah, I wouldn't have come back to school during Spring Break for *just* anyone, but when Sabrina asked me to... I wasn't going to say no.
Dressed in a fresh graphic tee and a clean pair of jeans, I took off on my bike for school just after breakfast, as Sabrina had kindly asked me to. Seeing the blocky buildings of school, once a sight that would have filled me with a certain dread of a coming school day, now filled me with excitement and anticipation as I associated Regan Hills High not with anxiety and boredom, but with all the friends and fun that had come with my truly unique senior year.
And sex. I couldn't forget all the sex. I tried to forget the sex while I was riding my bike, since that did make sitting on the seat rather uncomfortable, but once I'd found a nice place to lock up and hide my bike just off school grounds where prying eyes wouldn't be able to spy it, I allowed myself to remember every bit of sex I'd snuck in at school and reveled in it, feeling the warmth flood my body and a distinct swelling in my pants. It felt like I'd had sex over every square inch of this school at one time or another, and though I knew that to be patently false, the nostalgia it filled me with already made this return to school feel worth it.
Of course, there was *some* trepidation that came with this return... I didn't know what the school's security systems were like, and there was always the possibility that Officer Brandy, our school's security officer, could be lurking around somewhere, working even when the rest of the school was completely abandoned. Though I'd had my own interesting times with Officer Brandy, I hoped that she'd taken Spring Break as an opportunity for a vacation and would leave me and Sabrina up to whatever Sabrina had planned.
I made my way over to the school entrance by the student parking lot and found everything to be pleasantly abandoned. Heavy gates still blocked off the open entrances to the school itself, which certainly left me wondering what exactly Sabrina had in mind, but-
"Thank you for coming, Ryan... I was hoping this location wouldn't have frightened you off."
The confident, seductive voice came from the shadows by the entrance, and I looked over to them to see none other than Sabrina Singh herself stepping out of the darkness. The 5'9" Indian-American beauty looked as amazing as ever, her tight, toned body on beautiful display in a comfortable-looking, if certainly tight, red t-shirt and a loose, flowing green skirt that stopped just above her knees. With an exposed midriff showing off her toned abs and her belly button piercing, the top put her on tantalizing display... much like the rest of her in this outfit, if I'm being honest. Her DDD-cup breasts strained her shirt to its limits, while her full, round ass threatened to give a nice view under her skirt if she spun too quickly.
Admittedly, I leered at her body for a little too long, before I looked up to take in her soft brown skin and her gorgeous face. Big brown eyes looked me over in amusement, while her full, pouty lips curled into a playful grin. Her angular features had me wondering again, if briefly, if she'd ever considered modeling, but I was sure that she had her sights set on far more interesting futures than that.
Idly, she played with the end of her long, shimmering black braid, perhaps waiting for me to say something once I'd been shocked out of my stupor. I doubted this was a situation that she was unused to, and to her credit, she let me bask just long enough to come to my senses.
Shaking my head softly to do just that, I said, "Uh, nope... not frightened here, not at all..."
Sabrina chuckled, looking me up and down with some interest. Even with all the experiences that I had this year, being in the presence of someone as gorgeous and popular as Sabrina as she looked at me like this felt strangely intimidating. Exciting and great for my ego, to be sure, but intimidating all the same, and with her eyeing me with such raw hunger... well, it brought out all sorts of feelings in me.
When her eyes finally landed on the front of my pants with clear interest, Sabrina smiled and licked her lips. "No, I'd say you don't look frightened at all... and thank you, for that."
"For what?" I asked.
Smirking, she replied, "I could be crude and say it's for the erection, but in kinder terms... it's always good to know when I've got that kind of effect on a guy that I *want* to have that effect on."
