It was the beginning of summer and I had just graduated from high school... 18 was a great age of freedom. Instead of the normal two weeks in Mexico with my senior class, I opted for a four day trip with a girlfriend of mine to San Francisco. Little did I know when I set out on my trip that this would bring about a sexual awakening no one could have anticipated...
About four hours into our six and a half hour journey, Melanie received a call from her long-time fling Adam, whom she hadn't seen for months. How coincidental that he told us he'd be staying with his friend in San Fran the same week we would be there. "Oh damn Jess, this guy is so hot... I can't wait to fuck him again" Melanie said to me. So with anticipation for my friend and her hot guy, I stepped on the gas and we arrived at our destination in no time.
Since Adam wouldn't arrive until the following morning, we decided to go out to a club an dance with some hot guys... damn did we get down that night! We were so seductive as we were grinding on the dance floor, caressing each other, rubbing our tits against each other's... just to get some attention of course; neither of us had eyes for women. Guys were all around us, trying to get a taste of our rhythm. After teasing a few of the guys with some lustful kisses, we left the club and the guys and walked out into the cool San Francisco night, all hot, sweaty, and wanting to fuck a hard cock. We went to sleep that night unsatisfied.