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 Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: Sport Fucking !
Part: 3 of 4
Universe: 'Vegas
Summary:
Keywords: (M+F oral)
Language: English
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the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  A love story, I suppose ?  A love
affair gone bad, that's another thought.  Those who pick up the pieces
often reap vast rewards...And in this case that is definitely true. 
Sometimes that one mis-step has quite unintended consequences.  Don't hope
for what you wish for...It just may happen.

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   Sport Fucking !

   Part Two

   (M+F oral)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   In Tribute

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   CHAPTER NINE

   Gail was famished and ate like a pig.  And even though she just stepped
out of the shower, felt grimy and dirty wearing yesterday's bikini with her
sweat shorts.  Plus Daryl hardly took his eyes off her tits.  And although
the overt attention turned her on; she was disappointed Dudley paid so
little attention to her at all.  Love my ass, more like lust !  As soon as
they finished eating, the three of them trooped on down to the pool area
and tried to corral some empty loungers.  It was just shy of one-thirty and
there were few around.  Most were occupied as lots of hangovers were being
baked away in the hot Mexican sun.

   She was sitting on the end of a lounger that Dudley had occupied.  Daryl
was still wandering around looking for a vacant one.  Gail looked around
for Debbie but couldn't find her.  Maybe, she'd run up stairs and move her
shit over to Dudley's ?  She'd be a fool not to !  He was paying for
everything she asked for.  Not that she was asking for a lot.  And she'd
love to do a little para-sailing and partying at Senor Frog's sounded super
!

   "Hey !  Dudley, I'm heading upstairs to my place to freshen up.  You
serious about me moving in with you ?" She was staring right into his sun
glasses.  "The shades, loser.  Well, were you serious ?"

   "Yea, doll.  Very serious.  I told you.  I do believe I'm in love !" He
was working on his second Pacifico.  He had one with breakfast.  A little
too early for Gail.  His sun glasses were still covering his eyes.

   "Yea !  I know.  I know.  It must be lust.  I'll be back in a while. 
You got a key, lover ?" Dudley dug the key out of his shirt pocket and
tossed it to her at end of the lounger.  Gail was gone before Daryl found
an unoccupied lounger.

   The elevator was slow.  It was like this part of the hotel wasn't as
nice as the part Dudley lived in.  She wondered if Debbie invited her
friend back here last night ?  Maybe, they went to his place ?

   As soon as she opened the door, she heard them.  He was on his back and
Debbie was riding him.  They were in motion.  Gail watched his short, fat
dick pop out of Debbie's hairy snatch.  She had a very nice butt.  A little
too much hair on her snatch for Gail's taste.  Debbie was scrambling to get
between the sheets.  Kevin's dick was still bobbing around, slick with
Debbie's cunt butter.  Gail was instantly horny.

   "Sorry !" She averted her eyes and rushed to the bathroom, leaving the
lovers some privacy to get dressed.  While packing up her cosmetics, she
heard the front door close and then Debbie burst into the bathroom.

   "Wow !  That was crazy !  You should have surprised us earlier !  And
where were you last night ?  I spent all night waiting for you."

   Gail was packing her toiletries into the straw bag, she was using as a
purse.  "Yea, it looked that way." She started laughing.  "Remember that
old guy from the flight down here ?"

   "No, you didn't !" Then Debbie started laughing.  Gail joined her.

   "Fuck !  He's loaded.  I haven't spent a dime.  He's got a friend.  You
interested ?"

   "After Kevin ?  I think not !  I don't have a regular boy friend back
home, like you do.  I'm sticking with Kevin.  He's staying in town next
semester.  So am I.  I'd be a fool to run off with you."

   Gail had moved back into the bedroom area of their hotel room and began
stuffing her main bag with her underwear and shorts...Tops and socks.  She
had two shifts hanging in the closet and decided to bring them both.

   "What do I do if your mom calls ?"

   "Tell her the truth...You don't have a clue !  But we should see each
other every day around the pool or on the beach.  You tell me she called
and I promise to call her back."

   "Sounds okay to me.  She's your mom."

   "What do you think our parents think we're doing down here ?  I assure
you, Debbie, the last thing in the world my mother wants to know is what
I'm doing down here.  Your parents don't want to know either.  They're both
praying we don't end up in jail or worse !" She laughed thinking of her
mother, spread eagle on her bed, running her vibrator in and out of her
cunt.  Gail had long ago discovered her mother's vibrator.  The summer
after she learned to play with herself.  That summer with her cousin. 
Until she got laid, vibrating was the most bitchin' sex she'd ever had.

   "I'm sure mommy is way too busy, getting laid, back home to worry about
what her, now adult, daughter is doing in Mexico ?" Gail continued laughing
while packing her bag.

   "Fat chance, roomo..."

  
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   Over an hour went by before Gail rejoined Dudley and Daryl.  They had
commandeered three loungers and quickly pulled their towels off the one
they were holding for her.  Their aviator shades were glare covered in the
mid-afternoon sun.

   Gail plopped herself down on the middle lounger.  "You losers !  Like
the tits, boys ?" She shimmied her breasts back and forth.  Both men
laughed but left the sun glasses on.

   Juan Torrez was moving in their direction before Senor Dudley raised his
hand.  The senorita had arrived.  The party was starting.  The sun was hot.
The ocean was cool and the three of them divided their time between their
pool area loungers and the beach.  Juan Torrez was a busy "Jose" keeping
the three of them in nachos, margaritas and Pacificos.

   Late in the afternoon, the three of them went para-sailing.  This was
one of the coolest things that Gail had ever done !  And the scariest ! 
Debbie and Kevin were sitting on the wall, drinking beer and watching.  So
Gail waved before being whisked away by the off shore motor boat.  Daryl
had taken off just before her and Dudley was following her.

   She couldn't believe the rush as she became lighter than air, gaining
altitude above the surf line and then really climbing after the surf
disappeared behind her.  Soon she could see nothing but the islands that
Dudley talked about this morning.  She could just make out the men driving
the boat.  She looked back behind her and saw the coast getting further and
further away.  Fear replaced the rush.

   The boat was turning and now she could see Daryl's boat out in front of
her.  She tried to find Daryl hanging from his para-sail but he was hidden
by the multi-colored canopy.

   They were now paralleling the beach and traveling with the wind.  She
was losing altitude and getting closer to the ocean, could see the white
caps dotting the sea below her.  She looked ahead but still couldn't find
Daryl below his para-sail.  The boat was turning again and Gail started
gaining altitude.  The hotels were way below her now and she wondered if
anyone had ever drifted into one of their walls ?  Or landed on one of
their roofs ?  Fear rushed through her again.

   They were paralleling the shore when Gail noticed she was descending
below the hotel tops.  She looked down on the beach in panic.  A couple of
beach boys were running about, getting ready to catch her.  The beach
seemed to be coming up rather quickly so Gail drew her knees up into her
stomach.

   At the last moment the boat accelerated a bit and Gail stopped
descending.  All she did was extend her feet.  The beach boys grabbed a
hold of her risers just a second before she felt sand.  It was like jumping
off a shoe box.  She was down and only then realized how exciting it was to
be alive !  Her mouth was dry and sweat was dribbling down her rib cage. 
Daryl rushed up to her with a margarita.  She gulped down a swallow and
didn't bat an eye when he kissed her.

   His tongue delved deep into her mouth.  She was instantly turned on as
their tongues dueled.  She was drinking again and now Dudley was joining
them with another margarita.  The flush of the alcohol, Dudley's tongue had
replaced Daryl's in her mouth.  Her nipples were prominent bumps in her
bikini top.  Both men had their arms around her waist, skin to skin.  She
was sandwiched between them and wondered if they had talked about sharing
her ?

   Then the three of them were rushing up on to the patio for more
margaritas and Pacificos.  The moment was over.  Gail was having the time
of her life !

   CHAPTER TEN

   Daryl remained dateless for two nights straight.  That first night at
Senor Frog's was just the wildest of parties !  But unfortunately, Senor
Frog's was no place for a thirty-something guy to pick up an eighteen year
old "graduate." There were just far too many groups and boy friends
competing for attention.

   And the trip out to the island, the next day, was even cooler than
para-sailing !  Sailing over on this small sail boat...Just the coolest
thing ever !  While there, the boys tried to talk her into sunbathing
topless but Gail refused.  Their island get-away was obviously not the
place to pick up girls.  Because there wasn't a one around except Gail,
that is.

   That night they hung around the hotel until Dudley took her up stairs
and fucked her eyes out for about six hours.  Daryl told her she looked
like she needed a little more sleep and a little less "boom-boom" the next
morning at breakfast.  Daryl's dad was a Viet Nam veteran and used the term
all the time.  Daryl was never really sure what his dad meant by
"boom-boom" but Daryl always used the term to refer to "fucking."

   Gail did not delude herself.  And while Dudley was occasionally
professing his undying love for her; she still felt it was no more than
lust.  They went to a smaller night club on Thursday night with the same
result.  Even though Daryl bought half the place a round of drinks, he
remained dateless.  They were still at their dinner table.

   "The problem is that you guys look too much like my uncles."

   Dudley laughed.

   "Fuck you, Dudley !" Daryl was close to being drunk and very horny.  Got
a hardon, damn near every time he looked at her.  Knew Dudley was punching
her lights out every night.  This vacation sucked !  The week was slowly
coming to an end and he looked like a total loser.  Daryl pushed away from
the table, got to his feet and went straight to the bar.

   He wasn't gone two minutes before Gail asked.  "Why don't the two of you
pretend to pick me up ?"

   Dudley was drinking.  He stopped in mid-swallow and looked over at her.
The look was part lust, part jealousy.  A flush of excitement rippled
through Gail, instantly turned on by the idea.  Her shift no longer hid her
erect nipples.  Dudley's cock lurched a bit in his shorts.  Did she know
what she was asking for ?  Sure, why not !?  Was he really going to see her
again ?  New York to 'Vegas was possible but all the time ?  He wasn't
ready to settle down and getting married was out of the question.  He
enjoyed sport fucking too much !

   Dudley rose and started paying the bill.  "Get Daryl, doll." She was off
and could feel her panties moisten with her excitement.

   As she approached the bar, Daryl's attention went immediately to her
erect nipples.

   "Come on, Daryl.  Your lucky number just got called."

   Daryl looked around the restaurant.  "Where is she ?"

   "Off with the shades, loser.  You're looking at her." Time stopped for
the both of them, about ten seconds or so.  But twenty minutes later, the
three of them were in the elevator, heading to Dudley's room.  Daryl was
getting a woody as he followed the two of them down the hallway.

   Gail immediately went to the bathroom in the master bedroom.  Daryl went
behind the bar to mix a batch of margaritas.  Dudley was unlocking his
briefcase in preparation for packing the pipe.  His feelings were mixed
about what was going to happen, mostly lust.  He really got turned on the
last time, watching Daryl drill a couple of those babes.  But part
jealousy, too.  He really liked her.  Sharing her with Daryl ?  Shit ! 
Daryl couldn't keep his eyes off her since they left the bar.  Dudley was
sure he had a boner behind the bar.  He'd be an animal with her.

   He wanted to please her and more of his lust not his jealousy was going
to accomplish that.  From the way she talked about him, her boy friend
could not or would not do it.  Dudley was sure it was both.  Come on now,
what nineteen year old goes off to Hawaii and leaves this for the summer ?
The boy friend was just using her.  So why shouldn't he ?  She asked for
it. Dudley believed she really wanted both of them.  She was sport fucking,
too !

   Gail wasn't sure how this was going to start ?  She'd been through with
the toilet for five minutes but just kept staring at herself in the mirror.
Did she really want to do this ?  Or was she just trying to get back at her
boy friend ?  Gail had grown to like Dudley a little more than she let on
and really did believe that he cared for her.  So was he going to let Daryl
take her into the bedroom and fuck her ?  While he watched ?  Or was he
going to dive right in ?  The thought, of the two of them at the same time,
really turned her on.  She could see and feel her nipples erect; turned and
headed for the front room.

   Both of them were staring at her when she entered.  "Well, when's the
party start, studs ?" Dudley laughed.  He was wearing his shades and taking
a huge rip off the pipe.  Daryl remained behind the bar and raised a glass
to her.

   "My turn." She claimed the pipe from Dudley and took a monster rip.  Her
eyes were slits when Daryl came out from behind the bar, carrying her
drink.

   "Oh !  Fuck !  Daryl !" It was Dudley and he was no longer sure he
wanted this all to happen.  Too late now, buddy !  Daryl was naked below
the waist and his hardon was quite visible tenting the flowered hawaiian
shirt he was wearing, pointing up at the ceiling.

   Gail laughed and kept her eyes open as she took another drag off the
pipe.  Daryl had a pretty nice dick.  No where as thick as Dudley's but a
good deal longer than her boy friend's.  If she hadn't seen Dudley's,
Daryl's would be the biggest she'd ever seen.  She just remembered that she
saw Kevin's just the other day.  Wow !  So many dicks !  Electricity was
surging through her.

   Daryl was standing at the end of the coffee table, holding out her
drink. She reached out, took the salt rimmed glass and sat, keeping an eye
on his dick the whole time.  Was he shaved, just like Dudley ?  She
wondered, for just an instant, if they were bi ?

   Daryl's dick started bobbing up and down.  She laughed then quaffed
about half the margarita.  She leaned back on the couch and took the pipe
out of Dudley's hand.  Her eyes remained open and padlocked to Daryl's
groin.  His balls hung lower and were hairier than Dudley's.  The smoke
burned as she sucked it into her lungs.  Her nipples were very visible,
prominent knobs in her shift.  She should have taken off her panties in the
bathroom.  Shit !  She should have come out naked.  Goose bumps were
covering her thighs.

   She almost fell as she tried to place the empty glass on the end table
and struggled to right herself.  She was taking another drag off the pipe.
Daryl was just standing there, his dick still bobbing up and down.

   "Dance for me, stud !" Gail flopped back against the couch.  Dudley was
trying not to laugh, she could tell.  Daryl stepped up on to the coffee
table and began pumping his hips back and forth.  He was un-buttoning his
shirt and Gail could see that he was much hairier than Dudley...Hairier
than any she'd been with, a carpet of dark curls from his belly button
right up to his neck.  His hairy balls were bouncing around with his hard
cock pointing at the ceiling.

   Gail was just about to get up when Daryl jumped down between the coffee
table and the couch, right between her legs.  His cock was right there. 
She would hardly have to reach for it.  He was still but his dick was
bobbing up and down.  She captured it with one hand.  It was hot and hard.
Once again time stood still.

   Daryl was trying not to blow his load all over her face.  Dudley was
staring at Daryl's cock.  She had to know he was going to cum on her face
or in her mouth !?  Gail used his dick to sit up and drew it right to her
mouth.  She couldn't take him all but managed about five or six inches.  As
she drew her lips back over his dick head, she felt him quiver.  She looked
up and saw his head thrown back.

   As her lips slid back down his shaft, her tongue wiggled right under the
crown of his dick head, that favorite place of every man.  Daryl's cock
exploded !  "Oh !  Fuck !  Suck it, honey !  Keep going.  Swallow it all !"
His hands wrapped themselves in her hair as he pumped his, now shrinking,
cock in and out of her mouth.

   Dudley was hard and sprang to his feet.  He was stepping out of his
shorts when Daryl started pulling the shift off over her head.  Her breasts
were bare, areolae all crinkly, nipples erect.  Her panties were black and
skimpy.  Daryl was pulling the coffee table away from the couch.

   Dudley dropped to his knees when he was naked.  His dick was waving in
front of him as he knee walked to Gail's knees.  He could see Daryl's cum
dribbling out the right corner of her mouth.  Her panties came down in one
swipe.  Dudley was between her legs, munching before the panties hit the
floor over his shoulder.

   Daryl was over at the bar charging their drinks.  His cock was getting
spongy already.  God !  The girl was an animal.  He wanted to fuck her.  He
walked back and kneeled on the couch.  Gail was watching Dudley's head move
about between her legs.  She was getting out of control, like Daryl's semen
was some kind of aphrodisiac.  Dudley's tongue was between the lips of her
cunt, teasing her clitoris.  He knew how to get her off...Make her horny.

   Daryl didn't even have to tell her, she just leaned over and sucked his
cock right into her mouth.  Daryl braced himself with an arm on the couch
and drank his margarita as the young thing gobbled his cock.

   CHAPTER ELEVEN

   Dudley's boner had wilted before he looked up from between Gail's legs.
He knew she'd cum several times but she hadn't made a sound.  He saw why.
Daryl was stuffing Gail's mouth full of cock.  He leaned back on his
haunches and filled Gail's cunt with two fingers.  He was already looking
forward to sloppy seconds.

   Daryl was hard enough to fuck her.  Dudley was pumping his fingers in
and out of her cunt.  It looked like she had trimmed her bush as her cunt
lips were easy to see and she was all pink where Dudley was pumping his
fingers in and out of her.  He knew Dudley was excited for seconds.  Daryl
really got turned on the last time, knowing that Dudley liked to watch. 
His cock got more turgid.  He motioned Dudley out of the way and when
Dudley moved, settled in between Gail's legs.

   Dudley wandered over to the bar and started cleaning the pipe.  He could
hear Daryl and Gail slapping together.  His cock started to fill with
blood. He had to look !  When he turned, he found Daryl was still in
between her legs, just driving his cock in and out of her from his knees.
He went back to packing the pipe.  His turn would come soon enough.

   Dudley was leaning back against the bar, watching Daryl's cock slide in
and out of Gail.  Daryl now had her legs up over his shoulders and was
driving his cock in and out of her from his feet instead of his knees. 
Dudley drew on the pipe and watched Daryl's balls bouncing around between
the cheeks of Gail's butt.  He was tempted to stroke his cock a little but
didn't.

   Daryl couldn't believe how fat and tight the teenager's cunt was, like a
hand milking his cock.  Her legs were tightening around his neck.  He was
pumping his cock in and out of her like a mad man, sweat pouring off of
him. She had to be close.  Her eyes were squeezed shut, her hands gripping
his upper arms like vice grips.

   "Oh !  God !  Fuck me, stud !" Gail's ankles locked around Daryl's neck
and she started using him for leverage as she fucked herself on and off his
cock.  He was no longer pumping...She was !  She was there !

   "Oh !  Cummmmmming !" Sweat was rolling off her breasts and ribcage as
she fucked herself up into Daryl.  He came alive with her exclamation and
started fucking her again.  "Fuck !  Yea !  Fuck !  Yea !" The damn burst.
Daryl froze and began injecting shot after shot of hot spunk into Gail's
belly.

   Dudley was all eyes as he ripped on the pipe again.  His cock was fully
hard, waving around in front of him.  He knew Daryl couldn't last through
one of her orgasms.  Her cunt started squeezing you until it milked you of
your golden nectar.  Dudley put down the pipe.  Daryl had stopped moving.
Gail's legs were falling down around Daryl's hips.

   Daryl leaned back.  In places his chest hair was matted with
perspiration.  His cock was wilting quickly.  It was slick with semen and
cunt butter.  Spunk was dribbling off his testicles.

   "Oh !  Fuck !  I think I've died and gone to heaven !"

   "Move aside, loser, and I'll show you who's going to heaven."

   Gail was still spread, Daryl's semen dribbling out of her snatch. 
Dudley was on his knees and pulled Gail's legs around his middle.  He then
pulled her off the couch and right on to his erect phallus.  She had it
buried in her.  It felt like it was poking against the back of her throat.

   Dudley had let her ride him the other night like this and it had driven
her crazy.  She'd cum for what seemed like hours.  Dudley leaned back on
his elbows.  Gail moved her feet under her weight and started squat
thrusting his cock in and out of her cum filled cunt.  She looked like a
jockey, riding her mount.  It was better than the other night !  She felt
like she was ridding a horse; with a nice big donkey dick drilling up into
her every time he galloped.

   She looked up to find Daryl behind the bar.  He was staring right at her
and now was moving around the end of the bar.  His cock was dangling down
on his balls.  He was coming right for her and she knew she was going to
suck his cock.

   His cock smelled like her pussy but tasted like cum.  She wasn't sure he
was going to get hard.  His hands were in her hair and now he was pumping
his meat in and out of her mouth.  Her thighs were starting to burn and
Daryl's cock was filling her mouth.  Gail could hardly breathe.  So she
spit his cock out of her mouth and concentrated on riding Dudley.

   Daryl wandered to her butt to watch Dudley's cock piston in and out of
her trimmed bush.  A white froth was building up around her gaping cunt as
Dudley's cock rammed in and out of her.  Her tight asshole was surrounded
by a nice growth of dark pubic hair.

   Daryl considered kneeling down behind them and poking his cock into her
asshole.  Probably ought to talk with them about that before he tried it ?
He knew she would love being sandwiched !  He was sure of it !  He was
stroking his cock.  The froth was a mess around Gail's cunt, some of it
rolling off Dudley's balls and falling to the floor.

   Dudley came suddenly; his jizzim flooding her, erupting out of her cunt.
Daryl went to her shoulders.  He had his hands on her.  She was wet, damp.
His cock was hard.

   "On your knees, honey." Dudley rolled out from under her and she settled
on to her knees.  Her cunt felt like it had never felt before.  She was
mush, felt like quicksand between her legs !  And when Daryl drilled his
cock right into her asshole, she hardly felt the difference.  She'd taken
her boy friend in the butt lots of times but it was nothing like this.

   Daryl had his hips pressed against her butt cheeks.  His cock, after one
thrust into her cunt to get sloppy wet, was now buried in her asshole.  She
hadn't made a sound, so Daryl started fucking her.  He could feel her
gripping him.  He fucked her harder and faster.  Her asshole was nice and
greasy slick.  He was sure she'd taken it in the butt before.  She was
fucking back at him !

   Daryl sawed in and out of her for a good while before depositing a
couple of spurts of cum into her bowels.  He looked up before pulling out
to see where Dudley was ?  He wasn't going to advertise the fact that he'd
just nailed Gail in the ass.  She was laying flat on the floor as he
dragged his softening, cum soaked cock out of her butt.  Dribbling cum was
quick to follow.  Daryl struggled to his feet.  Dudley hadn't left the bar
area.  The gang bang was over for now.  They all needed a rest.

   CHAPTER TWELVE

   It was close to three before she woke.  She remembered fucking and
sucking them both one more time before Dudley fucked her in the ass for a
while after Daryl left.  She wondered if Daryl bragged about fucking her in
the ass earlier ?  She was pretty sure he hadn't; so didn't say a word when
Dudley popped into her rectum.  She was glad Daryl had paved the way...On
the Hershey Highway !  Unfortunately, Dudley needed oral encouragement
several times as he struggled to keep his hardon turgid enough to keep it
in her butt.  She kept squeezing him out.

   Gail ended up sucking the load out of him, kneeling between his legs,
while fingering herself.  It was close to three a.m.  before the two of
them finally crashed.  She'd fucked and sucked her way through seven honest
hardons in one night.  An awesome record !

   Daryl wanted to wake her at noon.  Dudley forbid it.  So they started
drinking at one, out on the balcony.  When Gail finally wandered out into
the kitchen a little after three; they were both half loaded, still
drinking beer out on the balcony.  The two of them rushed to the kitchen
when they heard her rustling around in the refrigerator.  She could tell
they were concerned about her.  Yea !  They both probably wanted a
mid-afternoon blow job.  After the initial energy and concern, conversation
lapsed; until Gail broke the ice with.

   "Ok !  Losers, tell me you do this every night.  You guys have parties
like last night all the time.  Back home in the big apple.  Gang banging a
drunk teenage girl.  Taking her one after the other.  Two at a time even.
Tell me.  Is this just some kind of game with you losers ?" Gail sounded
pissed.

   Daryl was silent.  It was Dudley who answered her.  "Wow !  That was
some party.  I don't believe I've ever partied like that before.  Last time
we were down here we did a little sharing but nothing like last night,
Gail, honest." He was excited and moved over toward Gail.  She backed away
from him.  He looked over at Daryl, drinking his beer.  "Daryl...You ever
party like last night ?" He remembered fucking her from behind while Daryl
fed her his dick.  They changed places several times before blowing their
loads in her mouth.  Dudley was getting a woody.

   "What the fuck do you two think !?  I'm the loser here.  I couldn't find
my own chick...So you shared.  Thanks, Dud !"

   "No...Daryl...I shared.  I wanted to have both of you and I want to do
it again before we leave.  But we will continue to work on getting you a
date.  And today's a `no fucking' day unless you losers score with some
other bimbo !"

   Broad smiles broke out on the men's faces.  Daryl moved over and gave
Gail a hug.  Dudley got a sloppy wet kiss.  They ordered out and ate pizza
in the room.  Gail was asleep by ten after smoking some weed and watching a
little TV.

  
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   They had breakfast in the hotel restaurant early Saturday morning and
were hanging out by the pool before ten.  Mid-morning Gail noticed that a
second girl, a skinny blonde, was hanging out with Debbie and Kevin.  The
skinny blonde was much thinner than Debbie and a little cuter but with
nowhere near the body.  She hardly had tits and her ass was skinny and
flat.

   Unfortunately, Kevin appeared very interested.  After all he'd already
fucked Debbie.  Gail could sense from across the patio that Debbie knew she
had lost this game.  Gail wondered how many times Debbie let him fuck her ?

   No boy friend back home.  She'd be horny in twelve hours or less.  Gail
laid back and lowered her shades.  The boys had picked her up a pair while
they were out shopping yesterday afternoon.  She considered a shopping trip
tonight with the rich New York stock brokers !  She'd invite Debbie and was
sure that debauchery would end the evening.  They would love her for it !
She was excited already.

   It was almost four when Debbie wandered back out on to the patio with a
beer.  She sat on the wall and watched the waves.  Kevin was no where to be
seen.

   "Attention, losers !" The boys flanked her but appeared not to hear her.
"Look at the tits on that one !" Both of the boys sat up.  "Ok !  Losers,
pay attention.  See the girl, sitting on the wall, drinking the Pacifico ?"

   Dudley and Daryl both stared off in that direction.  "My roommate and
she just got dumped by a guy who picked her up our first day down here. 
Either of you interested ?  Yes or no ?  Almost guaranteed.  I walked in on
her getting fucked the other day.  This was some serious fucking, boys. 
This bimbo knows how to fuck !  I watched." She glanced at their groins. 
Both were getting boners.  Gail was so excited she had to stand up.  Her
nipples were quite prominent in her bikini top.

   "Yea !  I'm interested.  I'm assuming she'll be my date ?" As if there
were any question about it.  There wasn't.  Both Gail and Daryl were
staring at Dudley.

   "Gail's mine.  But I could be talked into fucking the fat chick a couple
of times."

   "She's not fat and has a great butt on her.  Watching this kid's fat
dick plowing in and out of it...She's got a nice hairy snatch." Both of the
men had hardons, very obvious hardons, in their swim trunks.  Gail had her
hands on her hips and was thrusting out her crotch at them.

   "Go !" It was Daryl.  "We'll see what happens ?"

   Gail turned and headed for the wall that separated the beach from the
pool area.  She saw Juan hanging out at the bar and raised her arm, two
fingers extended.  When he nodded, she turned and headed toward Debbie.

   "Hey !  Roomo !  Where's Kevin ?"

   "Do you remember Vicki Normandy ?" Gail shook her head back and forth.
"Well, the skinny, little bitch spent just about all yesterday with us and
by last night Kevin was thinking more about her skinny little ass than my
fat one.  So here I am.  Alone.  What a loser I am."

   Juan was coming with the margaritas.  Debbie was staring off into the
distance.  "Hey !  What are you going to do now ?  Run up to the room and
play with yourself for the next two days ?  Your vibrator better than a
hard cock ?  Snap out if it, Debbie !  We're in Mazatlan.  Duh !  Party
Central !"

   Debbie was still staring off into the distance.  Gail continued. 
"First, you're drinking beer.  Beer is for losers.  Juan, please give the
young lady a margarita." Debbie looked confused but accepted the drink.

   "Where's your rich guy ?" Debbie asked before taking a sip of the
margarita.

   "There's two of them and they're over there." Gail pointed off towards
the men, still laying on the loungers.  "They're waiting for us to join
them.  Then we're going to go out to dinner.  Juan told us about this
really cool place north of town.  Come on.  What have you got to lose ? 
They're really cool guys."

   Gail was standing.  Debbie looked over at the men on the loungers. 
"Gail, I can't." She looked back at the ocean and put down her margarita.
Gail went over, sat down right next to her and put her arm around her
shoulder.

   "You know how turned on I got the other morning after catching you and
Kevin ?" Debbie looked over at her.  "See the guy on the left ?" Debbie
nodded.  "We went up stairs and he fucked me three times before lunch. 
Then he fucked me three times after we got home from dinner.  Now his
friend is not quite as good but I know he's better than any high school kid
you've let in your knickers.  I can't guarantee it'll work out but it ain't
going to work with you sitting over here.  Come on.  Join us, Debbie."

   [continued in]

   "Sport Fucking !"
   [Part Four]