Spring Broke
Day Four — Wednesday
Tammy couldn’t believe what she’d done with her friend. She wasn’t into girls, she told herself. That wasn’t the way she played, but if that wasn’t the way she played, why had she done what she’d done.
Because it was Hayley’s fault, Tammy thought. It wasn’t her fault. It was Hayley’s, only ... only that wasn’t quite right either.
There was a knock on her door and Tammy looked up and there was Hayley standing there. “Are you okay,” her friend asked.
“Yeah,” Tammy said, “only—”
“Only what?”
“Only I’m not, you know, I’m not into girls like ... like you know ... like what we did.”
“I’m not either,” Hayley said.
“Yeah right,” Tammy said. “If it wasn’t you who seduced me, then who was it?”
“Oh, it was me,” Hayley said, “but I had to do it.”
“You had to do it,” Tammy said derisively. “What the hell do you mean by that? What do you mean you had to do it?”
But Hayley didn’t answer that question. “Listen,” she said. “I can prove it to you. I can prove I’m not really into girls.”
In spite of herself, Tammy had to admit that her friend had her interest. “You can prove it, huh? Just how the hell are you going to do that?”
“Come with me and I’ll show you.”
“Yeah right. The last time I came with you, I ended up with your tongue between my legs. I think I’ll pass.”
“Come on, Tammy. You owe me one on this.”
“No,” Tammy corrected her friend. “You owe me a straight answer.”
“I’m giving you the best answer I’ve got, but if you don’t want to come see what I got for you, I can’t make you do it.”
“You got something for me?”
“Oh, so now you’re interested.”
“You said you got something for me.”
“Yeah, but only if you’re willing to come with me and get it.”
“I want to know what you got for me.”
Hayley shook her head. “It doesn’t work that way. If you want to see what I got for you, then you got to trust me and you got to agree to come with me.”
“But I want to know.”
“Then I guess you’re going to have to come with me, right?”
Tammy looked on helplessly but she could see her friend meant what she said. “Fine,” she said finally. “We’ll do it your way. We’ll go where you want.”
Hayley couldn’t help but grin at that. “I kind of thought you’d see it my way,” she said.
“Yeah, well don’t get cocky,” Tammy said. “From my way of looking at it, you’re still on probation. So where are we going?”
“Not so fast,” Hayley said. “We got to do things in the right order, you know.”
“Huh? What are you talking about?”
Hayley grinned. “Before we get under way, we have to get you blindfolded first.”
“What? No way. I agreed to go with you, but I didn’t say you could blindfold me.”
“Come on, Tammy. I promise you. I won’t do anything bad to you, okay, but it’ll be fun.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Because you’re scared,” Hayley said. “I understand.”
“I am not scared.”
“Yeah? Prove it.”
“I don’t have to prove it.”
“Because you’re scared. I understand.”
“I am not scared.”
“Then prove it.”
How had this suddenly become about her, Tammy wondered. It wasn’t supposed to be about her and yet, it was. She felt as if suddenly she was the one who had something to prove and every time she tried to say she didn’t, every time, it kept getting pushed back on her.
She could feel herself backing down and Tammy hated that, and yet the more it happened, the more she knew it was going to happen. She already knew she wasn’t going to say no for all that much longer. She already knew she was going to let her friend blindfold her, and there was a part of her that wondered just what Hayley would do when she finally did submit.
“All right,” Tammy said finally. “You can do it. You can blindfold me.”
“I knew you’d give in,” Hayley said and Tammy couldn’t help but feel ashamed at the fact that she’d capitulated even as she felt herself getting hotter just because she had given in.
It was only a matter of minutes after Hayley had blindfolded her that Tammy heard the door to their hotel room open. “Now what,” Tammy wondered. Where was her friend going off to now.
Only that wasn’t what had happened and Tammy knew that when she heard the first male voice in the room. “Look at this,” said the male voice. “Look at this. Two hot, little honeys, both of them blindfolded and both of them waiting to get fucked like the little sluts they are.”
“Oh yeah,” Tammy heard her friend moan. “That’s what we are. Little sluts that just need to get fucked.
Tammy felt the bed shift and Tammy knew that someone was on the bed with her. “What about you,” she heard a different male voice ask. “Do you want to be fucked like your friend here?”
Okay, this was kinky weird, but it was hot, too. “I want it,” Tammy answered. “I want to be fucked.”
That was when Tammy felt it. Hands caressing her through her clothing. Hands working at the catches. She was being undressed and she had no idea who was doing it to her.
There were more than just two guys in the room. Tammy realized that. At least four, she thought, and now they had her down to just her bra and panties and still she had no idea who they were.
Someone had her bra off and then it was her panties and now that she was down to just her bare skin, now she realized something else. She wasn’t the only one who was naked.
Spring break or not, this was wrong, Tammy told herself. She should stop this and yet even as she told herself that, she couldn’t help but tell herself that it did feel good to have these guys all over her, to feel their hands touch her wherever they wanted, to feel their cocks when they let her and they were letting her more and more.
Someone was pushing her over onto her back and somebody was slipping in between her thighs. It made her hot to know that whoever it was, she could feel it and then she felt the man’s cock between her legs and she couldn’t help but moan. That felt good. That felt really good.
But she hardly had time to think about that because someone else was manhandling her tits and was sucking on her nipples and dammit, as hot as she was, that was hot, too.
The man came in her pussy. Too fast, Tammy thought. It was too fast, but no sooner had he vacated his space than there was another one to take his place.
Tammy couldn’t help herself. She knew she was losing control. “Oh yeah,” the girl moaned. “Oh yeah. Fuck me.”
And still there were those hands and that mouth and that tongue on her tits.
“Fuck me,” the girl moaned. “Fuck me.”
The man did and when he was done, there was another one to take his place.
Tammy didn’t care anymore. She didn’t care if it was wrong. She didn’t know how many guys were there in the tiny, little hotel room and she didn’t care. All she knew was she was getting fucked and she knew she liked it.
After the fourth guy came, Tammy pleaded for the guys to give her more, and give her more they did.
And almost as quickly as it had started, just as quickly, it had ended. No one was on her tits anymore. It was just the guy between her legs, and he was fucking her hard and this time, Tammy knew she was going to cum.
The man said nothing. If it hadn’t been for his dick, she might not have known he was there. He just fucked her.
And Tammy moaned. She couldn’t help herself. She was going to cum. She wanted to cum. She wanted it bad.
She was so close, and so was he. She wanted to cum and that was when he spoke for the first time. It was a voice she was sure she’d heard before but she couldn’t remember where but the voice said only one thing. “Tomorrow,” the voice said, “tomorrow is when you really lose control,” and even as the voice said that, Tammy came harder than she’d ever cum before.