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Rated: GC · Short Story · Adult · #1096324
Short Story, college humor, rated R.

WARNING: ALL NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED IN ORDER TO PROTECT THE INNOCENT. CHARACHTER RESEMBLANCE TO ANY PERSON EITHER LIVING OR DEAD IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

The Stuff Legends are Made of

I knew this guy in high school (don't all great stories start this way?), we'll call him Jordan. This kid Jordan was the quintessential "All-American" boy, he was tall, good looking, popular, you get the idea, this guy could of been a goddamn Abercrombie model. Anyway, Jordan's family was pretty well to do, they weren't hurting for money by any means.

One summer his family decided to take a trip to Mexico. Keep in mind this is like the whitest family you could ever meet, when black comedians imitate white folks these are the people they are talking about. Also, if you looked up "American tourist" in the dictionary these are the people you would see.

During their tour of Mexico they stayed a few nights in Cancun. I've never been to Cancun but from what my friends tell me, its like paradise on earth, everybody is drinking, having a good time, and people are fucking like Caligula. Even sensible mild mannered people seem to lose their minds and all inhibitions while in Cancun. What happens in Cancun stays in Cancun right?

On their last night in Cancun Jordan's parents decide to call it an early night and go back to the hotel. Jordan on the other hand is a young guy and like any young American guy who's in Cancun he wants to party, get drunk, maybe fuck a girl or two. So Jordan decides to hit the club.

Okay guys, here where it gets good. Its late, Jordan is in the club drunk on cheap tequila and Corona, getting his groove on. He's on the dance floor dancing with some random girl, they're both wasted, they're bumping and grinding, and she's shaking her ass all over his crotch as they dance. Then things start heating up...

As they are dancing Jordan slowly slides his hand down and around her and starts rubbing on her cootchie, at this point his hand is still above her jeans. Grabbing some broad's pussy isn't something that Jordan would usually do but then again he's in CANCUN BABY!!! WOOO!!!! So this girl is going crazy now, she reaches down into Jordan's pants and starts pulling on his cock. They begin madly and sloppily making-out, oh yes its on now...

Feeling as though they can't contain themselves any longer, Jordan and his one night stand leave the club and go out onto the beach.

The scene on the the beach is nothing short of picturesque: its dark except for the light from the giant full moon overhead and the only sound is from the lightly crashing waves and the distant sound of music reverberating from the dance clubs.

In any other situation this might be considered romantic. But any chance of romance is ruined by the primal moans and groans of two sloppy drunk teenagers messing-around on the beach like a couple of animals.

Jordan is on top, he starts at her neck, kissing and licking her as he slowly moves down her body. He pulls up her bikini top and spends some time sucking on both her perky and ripe C-cups, the nipples are so hard... After he's finished with the titties he continues to move down her body. Jordan's at her tummy now continuing to kiss her even tickling her. She is moaning and flopping about under him as though she can't control herself.

Jordan unbuttons her jeans with his teeth then grabs them on either side of her hips and yanks them down revealing her bikini bottom underneath. Now, I must point out that Jordan usually wouldn't go down on a girl he'd just met at the club but remember THIS IS CANCUN BABY!!!! WOOO!!!!!

So on this night under the stars and moonlight on a dimly lit you could even say dark beach with the waves flowing back and forth behind him Jordan begins to eat a perfect stranger's pussy. And this wasn't just casual oral sex, oh no, he got all up in it! This boy is sucking and licking and making tiny figure eights with his tongue on the pussy. The girl is loving it, she is so wet at this point, and I mean really, really, really wet.

When Jordan is finished eating he decides its time to fuck. He moves back up and pulls out his dick, he's about to insert it when...

"Do you have a condom?" the girl asks.

"Nah." He responds and procedes to put it in anyway.

"Not without a condom," she says.

"Come on now," Jordan answers.

"Just go get one I'll wait," she says.

"Fuck! Alright, I'll be right back, don't leave!" Jordan tells her.

Getting a condom wasn't that big a deal since his family's hotel was on the beach anyway and he had a pack of rubbers in his suitcase. So Jordan is sprinting across the beach all the way to the hotel. When he gets to the hotel he runs like a bat out of hell through the lobby. Jordan notices both guests and employees stare at him as he runs to the elevator. "No matter," he thinks, he has more pressing business at hand.

He enters the elevator and hits the button to his floor. Inside the elevator is a well dressed Mexican who stares at Jordan the whole way up. "What the fuck is this guy looking at?" he thinks.

The elevator stops and Jordan gets out and runs down the hotel corrider to his room. He finds his hotel key and enters his room. Inside he finds his mom watching TV. Surprised he asks "Mom what are you doing here?"

"I couldn't sleep and didn't want to wake your father so I came in here to watch TV."

"Oh, okay, well I just came to get something," he tells her.

His mom gives him a weird and very perplexed look. "Son," she says, "Come closer."

"What is it mom?" he asks.

And she says: "What the hell is that red shit all over your mouth and face?" "Are you bleeding?"

by Javier Garcia

That's fucking nasty!!!!! How you like that?

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