What follows may or may not be true ;o)
I knew it was going to be eventful going on holiday with Chloe, Nikki and Paul. I had known them for about three years, we all having been in the same Hall of Residence at University. In the later stages of Uni I shared a house with Paul and we met up with the girls for the regular drinking sessions that characterise the student lifestyle. I had quite a thing for Nikki, but believing her out of my range I never managed to summon the courage to ask her out. Eventually Paul asked her out and their relationship lasted for the last two years of Uni. Chloe and I were close, but despite a drunken make-out session in the first week we considered each other friends rather than partners.
So it came to pass that in the summer after our final year we decided to all go on holiday together, before the inevitable losing touch that occurs after graduation as people get on with their lives. Being students we decided on the cheap option, a grubby B&B at a rainy English seaside resort, instead of the mad-for-it Ibiza getaway that is most associated with our generation. I knew it would be eventful because Paul was very protective of Nikki and the beach, pubs and clubs would give plenty of opportunity for "Are you looking at my girlfriend?"
We arrived at the B&B after an ok trip and dumped our bags in respective rooms. Despite the relationship we somehow got split into boys and girls sharing twin rooms at the opposite ends of the corridor. With Paul bitching incessantly we unpacked, got changed and went to repeatedly kick the girls door until they appeared.
After the usual walk along the beach and dinner in a restaurant we moved on to a pub and then a club guzzling our various drinks like they were water. We'd been at the club for about an hour when I noticed that everyone was just as drunk as me, which was very, very, VERY drunk. I recall a dancing on the table incident, but suffice to say I fell off and melded into the crowd before the bouncers could reach me. It was when I was sitting watching Chloe and Nikki swaying and giggling uncontrollably that I saw Paul down a pint glass that contained at least four kinds of spirits. He got some money from the guy next to him (Paul never could resist a bet), turned towards us and fell flat on his face, unconscious.
We staggered back to the B&B, carrying the barely conscious Paul between us and dumped him into our room. I was about to wish the girls goodnight when Nikki said, "I'm not ready for bed, why don't you come back to our room and we'll play some poker like the old days?" Remembering our late night games in Halls I shut the door on the recumberent Paul and followed the two ripe asses down the corridor.
Chloe and I sat on the floor between the two beds and Nikki perched on the edge of her bed as we proceeded to play five-card stud for the next hour and a half. Nikki gradually became more and more flushed, squirming on the edge of her bed until I remembered that her and Paul used to play poker before having sex, with the winner being dominant for the night. Eventually she threw her cards down and laid back saying,
"It's no good, I'm too horny to concentrate. Damn that idiot boyfriend of mine for getting paralytic when I need a good, hard fuck".
My cock stirred at her words, but I reminded it that Nikki's pussy wanted Paul's cock, not mine. Chloe and I played on for a few minutes until the unthinkable happened. Nikki lifted her legs up into the air, which meant they came within inches of my face, looped her thumbs into her waistband and slowly pulled her panties down her legs. I caught sight of a hot and very wet pussy being revealed. As the panties were navigating her ankles I looked over at Chloe who appeared to be as shocked and transfixed as I was.
Nikki's voice was deep and needy "It's no good, I need to cum, I need a cock. Somebody put something into me, John get that boner inside me now!"
Even in my drunken state I knew the worst thing I could do now would be to jump up and drive my aching cock into her as she suggested. Instead I knelt at the foot of her bed, lifted her skirt and drove my tongue into her hungry cunt. Nikki let out a small cry, her hands moving to those voluptuous breasts that had captivated me for so long as her sleek and long legs moved onto my shoulders. I gave her a few long, slow licks along her pussy lips before I latched onto and began sucking her clit.
I looked up and caught Nikki's eye through the fuzz of her brown bush that matched her hair exactly and the mountains that were her tits. She moaned softly and grunted her approval as I traced figure of eights on her clit while pushing two fingers as deep into her as I could. I was so engrossed by my finger fucking and clit sucking duties that I was startled when the bed shifted under another person's weight.
