Austin was a sophomore studying engineering at a college in the Northeast. The spring semester had begun to get into its routine as classwork and lab assignments were due with an alarming regularity. Fortunately, just as the workload was starting to wear everyone down, Spring Break occurred. For many of my fellow students, Spring Break meant heading south to Florida and the Caribbean where the more affluent students would be renting condos, or the less well-off, rooms at the Holiday Inn. This is the story of a memorable Spring Break, but we'll let Austin tell it in his own words.
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I've never been one much for sitting in the sun, which is probably due to my very Germanic complexion—blue eyes and blond hair. Also, likely having much to do with my northern European genes is my liking of snowy weather and in particular winter sports, not the least of which is skiing, both downhill and cross-country.
So, this is a long-winded explanation for why I chose to take up my aunt and uncle on their offer to let me use their condo in Vermont over Spring Break. My aunt and uncle have no children and you could say that I am their favorite nephew. While I have never seen the condo in Vermont, let's just say that I know my aunt and uncle don't do anything on the cheap. When they fly somewhere it's usually business or first class and I've never known them to drive anything other than a Mercedes-Benz.
What I'm saying is that I jumped at the chance to use the condo and invited two of my fraternity brothers to come along. As it turns out, they also belong to the ski club and don't much care for sitting on beaches either. Like many frats, we had weird names for one another. Larry, because he liked wearing red and black plaid wool shirts was the Lumberjack. Since I was a civil engineering student and out in the field with my transit, I was called Weeds. The third member of our break group was Dan, who was called Slick, but I have no idea why.
As guys, however, I should say that we are all red-blooded males who happen to enjoy bikini-clad women, but that is just to set the record straight. The wheels for making the trip was my old Jeep Wrangler, which is the four-door version if you don't know what I mean. It was great for getting through the snow but not the best riding car when making a five-hour drive. Nevertheless, we made it, found the right building, and let ourselves in. Nice digs! It was only a two-bedroom unit so Lumberjack and I each claimed a bedroom and told Slick that he would use the convertible sofa. After bringing our stuff in from the car, the most logical thing to do was to sit down, kick back, and have a beer.
After heading to the local pizzeria for dinner we sat and watched some lame movie on Netflix before turning in. The next day the slopes just beckoned to us and we got an early start. The snow was perfect with a packed powder base and some new snow that had fallen overnight. After spending an entire day on the slopes we returned to the condo only to find another car parked adjacent to ours. Moments later a cute blond came out, said "hi" and got some luggage out of that car which she brought into the next door unit. As the three of us stood there ogling the eye candy as she disappeared into her condo, two more very good looking ladies came out to retrieve yet more luggage—apparently women no matter how old they are or where they are going prefer not to travel light!
Now, the three of us were thinking: How lucky could we be? Three of us and three of them! It seemed like the neighborly thing to do so we got some beers, went next door and rang the bell. When the blond answered it we offered the beers welcoming them to the neighborhood.
The blond's name was Lindsey; the two others were Jamie and Kayla. All three attended a university in Connecticut. We hung out for a while but told them to come over later to our hot tub, which was out on the deck and easily accessed from their unit. They were ecstatic, but I couldn't help but think that Lindsey was flirting with me. We'd have to see where this went.
The sun had gone down so Lumberjack, Slick and I went out to the deck, cranked the temperature up on the hot tub, and got in. At the outset we decided to be modest so it was swim trunks all around. I had no sooner turned on the jets in the tub when the sliding glass door of the next unit slid open and the three girls came to join us. Modesty as well as warmth had to be running through their heads, too, since they each were wearing a robe over their bikinis.
We could tell that these women were lookers even when we first met earlier in the day, but each one was cuter than the next. Slick brought out beers and we all sat around drinking and getting better acquainted. This went on for a couple of hours and ended when everyone feared that after sitting in hot water for any longer our skin would resemble prunes. The girls got out and headed back to their unit. Slick and Lumberjack went inside and just as I was about to put the cover back on the hot tub, Lindsey reappeared.
"I'm still wired from the drive up here and not ready to go to sleep quite yet," she said casting me a to-die for smile. "What do you say? Let's get back in the tub. Besides it's so quiet with the gentle snow falling. I could just stay here and lose all perspective of time."
I got in first and then Lindsey took off her robe. She was still wearing the same bikini but now I was afforded a much closer look. Here was a girl with the perfect body, tits that were neither too big or too small--my guess was probably a 36C. The still wet bottoms formed a cameltoe and I was certain that her pussy was likely nicely shaved smooth. This girl was reason for an instant boner, which I could feel was now raging in my swim trunks.
"It is a little chilly," said Lindsey and I noticed that her nipples, which were just above the waterline in the tub, were nicely erect even through the bra. At that she plunged her body neck deep in the hot tub.
