We headed out around 9 on Friday morning, which was extremely early for us, except that if we hadnât been blowing off work, weâd be getting up much earlier than that anyway. That was basically how weâd rationalized it to ourselves, in any case. Plus we were pretty excited. Weâd been invited to spend the weekend at a shore house rented by a group of girls weâd gone to high school with. Of course we realized the invite wasnât because we were legendary studs or anything like that. A big part of the reason we had been invited was because none of us were yet 21, having graduated high school just over a year ago, but Jim and I had fake IDâs. We didnât care if we were being used to supply alcohol to the party as long as we were also invited to the party.
The house had been rented by seven girls we knew: Linda, Katy, Carolyn, Carol, Amy, Lisa and Ellen. Rob, Jim and I had been invited down for the first weekend, along with Jimâs brother, Buck, who was driving down separately. We assumed it would take us at least three hours to get down to Wildwood, but were surprised when it only took 2 ½. We located the house but, since the girls werenât picking up the keys until noon, didnât bother stopping. We cruised the neighborhood, locating the liquor and food stores and determining how far it was to the beach. Not wanting to arrive on their rented doorstep right at noon, we stopped at a diner for lunch. Since we didnât know when weâd have another decent meal, we figured weâd better consume something substantial while we had the opportunity.
With a good lunch behind us, we rolled on over to the rental. The girls were not only already there, but already moved in as well. It turns out they had the second floor of the house, but the first floor was currently vacant. Stairs led up to a huge porch on the front of the second level that also wrapped around one side. The front door opened into a large living room, but the rest of the rooms, other than the kitchen and bathroom, were all bedrooms. There were five bedrooms total â one large double with two full-size beds, one large single with a queen-size bed and three small singles, each with a full-size bed. The girls had already figured out who was staying where, with Linda and Katy sharing the double and Carol and Amy agreeing to share the large single. Jim, Rob & I tossed what little we had brought along into the corner of the living room, hoping weâd each be assigned somewhere later that night.
The girls proved to be more than prepared. They had a pretty comprehensive list of what they felt they would need from the liquor store and how much would take them through the week. We added on enough beer to get through the weekend, took the cash they had pooled together and headed for the liquor store in Robâs truck. The guy at the liquor store didnât even bat an eye at our large purchase; he was probably too busy counting his profits.
We loaded up the truck and headed back. Lugging the keg up the stairs was the only drawback to that second floor rental. Luckily, Buck had arrived by that time and was there to help us. We set up the keg in a tub full of ice just inside the front door â deciding against leaving on the porch where it might be stolen or in the kitchen, which we agreed was too far away from the front porch. After the trip from the store and up the stairs, the keg needed to sit for a bit before we tapped it, so we all decided to take a walk up to the beach for a little while.
The nice thing about the 11 of us hanging out together was that everyone got along; we were like one big happy family. Not that there wasnât any history among us. I had a drunken one-nighter with Carol some time back that fortunately had never impacted our friendship and about a year ago, Amy and I had been âfuck buddiesâ for a while. The chemistry between Buck and Ellen had been evident ever since theyâd first met, but theyâd never quite been able to get anything together. Jim and Carolyn had a casual thing the previous summer that had tapered off when sheâd left for college. There wasnât a whole lot of history, but given what there was, we still all had fun being together.
After a couple of hours goofing around on the beach, with Buck and Ellen pretty quickly wandering off on their own and Jim obviously paying extra attention to Carolyn, we headed back to the house for some serious drinking. While the guys were content to sit with our feet up on the railing, drinking and watching the people pass by below, the girls got right into some drinking games. Itâs a good thing the downstairs apartment was empty, because these girls were really into âThumper.â We enjoyed the game, as well, because they had ruled that everyoneâs hand signal had to be rude. Watching a bunch of young women pounding on the porch, flashing rude gestures and drinking was highly entertaining. We ended up ordering pizza for dinner and continuing to drink through the evening and into the night.
When things began to calm down, it was apparent that Buck and Ellen were on track and Jim and Carolyn were finding their way there as well. That left five women, Rob and me and I liked those odds! Though I was flirting with everyone, I was getting the strongest vibes from both Linda and Katy. Linda was thin, with shoulder length dark blonde hair and small boobs while Katy was a bit more curvy with bigger boobs and longer reddish hair. I would have been happy with whomever I ended up with, assuming I ended up with anyone.
It was much later that night when I exited the bathroom to find Katy waiting for me in the hall.
âI hoped that was you in there,â she said as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I brought my lips down to meet hers, tasting the alcohol on her breath, and we were soon making out. I allowed my hands to slide down and grab her ass, pulling her against the growing bulge in my shorts.
âMmm, youâre making me so wet,â she moaned. I wanted nothing more at that moment than to be tasting her flowing juices, so I told her as much. She suggested we go to her room and, taking me by the hand, led me there. I pushed the door closed once we were inside, not latching it, and we began to make out again. I reached between us to unfasten her shorts as I slowly lowered myself to my knees. Her shorts dropped to her ankles, revealing a bright green and black bikini bottom. She looked down at me while holding her shirt just above her belly button. I took the sides of the bikini bottom and slowly began to pull them downward.
As more and more of her lower abdomen came into view, I quickly realized that I wouldnât be seeing anything but smooth skin between her thighs. I muttered something like âoh yeahâ as I exposed her clean-shaven slit, dying to feel its smoothness on my face and tongue. Once her bikini bottom joined her shorts, I helped her step out of them and nudged her backward toward the bed. She sat on the edge of it and lay back, propping herself up on her elbows, while I pushed her knees apart and brought my face between her thighs.
I immediately began running my left hand over her pussy and lower abdomen, determining she must have shaved just this morning. Opening her lips with my fingers, I revealed the moisture within and extended my tongue to lap it up. Katy moaned, closing her eyes and letting her head drop back, while tightening up her thighs and abdomen. The more I lapped at her pussy, the more relaxed Katy became, eventually flopping completely backward on the bed and raising her hips toward my face. I had slipped a finger into her, feeling how slick she was, and had just begun to focus my tonguing on her clit when I felt a sudden weight shift on the bed.