Oh yes, Deborah and Kate. They were still hung over from the partying the night before. By this point in the morning they were really getting on each others nerves.
"My suit is hotter than yours," said Kate.
"Well with that boney ass it doesn't show."
"Look at your own slutty fat ass."
"You look like a real Broad. How could you not after buying a bikini like that?"
"Well how many guys, wanted to get into your pants last night? Probably, none?" Kate asked irritating Deborah.
"A lot more than into your skinny drunk ass."
"Oh, is that so .... Bitch."
"Wanna bet?" Asked Kate.
"Sure, I will bet" But Deb knew that last night was too much of a blur.
"Here it is Kate, lets think of something to bet. Money is no fun. What do you fear, the most. I got it, if you can't win more in twenty-four, then you have to go all the way with the guy that gross's you out the most. That idiot Graham that's been asking you out for months."
Kate frowned from the thought.
"Ooh, noooo."
"No way your fat slutty ass can win more than me, so if I win you do him, suck and fuck, everything after we get back to campus." Dared Kate in return.
In reality both Deb and Kate were pretty cute normal college girls, but this was spring break on Siesta Key. They roomed together at U-Mass and had decided to head south for what evolved into a total week of partying drunkenness, dating and ...... and whatever else. Back at school it was important to keep reputation clean. Here it was time to let it go for a few harmless days.
Deb was average height at five-five, brown hair, well pronounced 38-C and a little larger than she liked derrière. Kate was tall and cute, at five-nine, green eyes died blond hair and a fairly slender frame, average but firm ass and a 34-B cup. Kate was far cuter than Deb but she knew how to use her cleavage to her advantage. Things weighed out about equal on a fuckable scale.
"Okay... So your on, the loser will fuck Graham, the pimpled virgin next weekend. It'll be easy; loser will call him over to study alone." Baited Kate.
"So what exactly is the bet?" Asked Deb.
"Uh" pondered Kate....
"Okay, whoever gets the most men tonight wins, the other loses. But to keep things fair, we do this on U-Mass honor, telling the truth after all is done. Do we agree to tell the truth?" Asked Deb.
"Yes."
"This is how we do it. For every cock that touches our upper lips we get one point. Lower lips two. Whoever has the most points between 10pm and 10 am tomorrow morning is the queen, the loser dates Graham.
OOOOOOh."
"Sounds like a plan, but gang bangs are out, too easy and no challenge, so to make this work every point won must be without our previous point knowing. We have plenty of bars to make this interesting, so we need to win our points individually." Smiled Deb as she laughed.
After a whole afternoon of plotting strategy while sunning together on the beach it was 6pm.
Kate smiled at Deb, plan in mind, "Are you ready to be a slut, girl?"
"God I don't know," answered Deb.
"To late" jabbed normally safe Kate.
Three hours later, it was 9pm and the girls were almost ready for their competition. Neither really believed this was actually going to happen, but neither was willing to back down either.
9:45 arrived and Kate was ready. She wore her shortest hip-hugging skirt, ass raising heels, and a tee shirt that she had carefully trimmed the bottom off, so it only barely covered her boobs. It was designed to get a dicks attention. No bra, the skirt was belt-less and only 7 inches from top to bottom revealing ample leg and midriff. The skirt actually normally would be worn with leggings, but not on this evening. In all Kate only wore a hot inviting five pieces of clothing which included two shoes and pink underwear..
Eight minutes later Deb was also ready. Deb had chosen a loose fitting skirt to well above her knees and a v-neck cotton sweater that showed far too much cleavage. Unlike Kate, Deb passed on the underwear. Each girl took a small purse stuffed full of condoms, they had nervously purchased in bulk at the drug store on the way back from the beach. They also each had a single pencil for keeping score and two 3X5 cards where they were to mark an X for a single point and a Y for the homer two-point dunk of course.
Deb was not as hot as Kate, but they both smelled deliciously naughty with the excessive perfume they had doused themselves in to help win the silly battle. Unlike Kate, Deb had been known to fuck many guys, so she was more confident in her look and knew how to act. In contrast Kate was pretty prude normally and had no idea how far overboard she looked. Kate indeed looked like a total slut, who wanted to fuck like a horny rabbit.
Kate's Escapades
10:12pm they arrived at Gilligan's all roaring to go. Without any cash they made their way to the bar. Two guys immediately picked up on there screaming sexuality and homed in on Deb and Kate, but neither was willing to start their lay-fest without some serious drinking. After three rounds of shots things were moving well, especially from the guys' point of view. Two dances later and it was time to move on, it was 10:40. Both girls had now had a total of four shots making them dizzy and pain was no longer an option. They smiled and decided "game on."
Kate turned to whatever his name was, and lured him to the far corner of the bar. She kissed him once, and asked him without words if he liked the goods, and if he wanted to touch. Seconds later she was grinding his cock on the dance floor with her ass.
"Do you have a car?" She asked.
"A rental out back."
"Ok, lets get out of here" she smiled answering.
"You are going to get lucky." she purred as she took his hand and headed straight for the door. The parking lot was around the corner and when they got to the car he asked her "my place?"
"Oh No, here and now, dude."
Three minutes later they were in the back seat of the rental, she was rolling a condom on his organ getting ready to score two points. He lifted her skirt, pulled her pink panties off and threw them to the front seat somewhere. Seconds later he was entering her cunt while kneading her perky tits under the tee-shirt. The two points lasted no more than a total of four minutes before he shot his load into the balloon nestled between Kate's lips.