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This is the last installment of my series about a pretty debauched spring break I had my senior year of college. This is my last story from this week, but I'll probably be sharing some more from the rest of my life soon! 1IhyjHTPart 1 1HTtsf4Part 2

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The final night before we leaving the cabin was kind of a bacchanal, everything was packed except only what we needed for the night and a mountain of booze. We had rationed out our alcohol pretty well (even though we’d brought an incredible amount to begin with) and we were trying to finish off everything so we wouldn’t have to haul it back into town with us.

This resulted in what I’m pretty sure was one of the craziest nights in the lives of most of the people there. The night started out in an incredibly liberated atmosphere where half the people there had fucked the other half before that moment, and it was amazing the whole thing didn’t actually just turn into a massive orgy, instead of only bordering on one. If you’ve been reading my previous stories, you know I’d already fucked or sucked off four guys over the course of the week, so hot nude I wasn’t entirely worried about coming off as a slut to anyone else at the cabin, and I don’t think anyone else was, either.

Everyone was targeting the partners they hadn’t gotten a chance with yet, and with more men than women (10 to 7) that meant things would end up a little imbalanced. The guy I set my eyes on pretty early was Ryan. Ryan was tall and muscular, as well as being a few years older than me. He had had a fling with one of my girlfriends when she was just a freshman and he was a senior. He’d taken her virginity, and according to her he was still the best she’d ever had.

As general alcohol level in the room increased, talking and flirting started to give way to dancing and grinding. Similarly, t-shirts and tank tops gave way to bras and hot shirtless men as the temperature in the main room started to heat up and people lost their inhibitions. I was in a bra and yoga shorts, standing in a corner with both Ryan and Brandon (who you may remember from the last chapter, I had already jerked off all over my face—on accident—and let cum inside me) standing shirtless in front of me.

Ryan was a little more toned, but it would be pretty arrogant to say that either of them were really beneath my standards. I had been steering the conversation towards sexual subjects, and I think both of them knew that they wouldn’t have to do much to get it from me. So far I’d learned that neither of them had tried anal (neither had I) or had any bisexual experiences, though they may have just been embarrassed to admit while jockeying for alpha-dom with each other. I drunkenly put a hand on each of their shoulders as I slurred out my next question.

Still teasing them about how their inexperience sucking a dick is clear evidence of homophobia, I asked "now if you did ever suck a guy off, would you let him cum in your mouth?" They both looked at each other. I started laughing to myself as the wheels in their brains turned. "I mean it kind of sucks when a girl doesn’t let you cum inside," Brandon said. "But I don’t think I would swallow." Ryan said about the same thing. "Really?

" I asked. "I never let guys cum in my mouth if I know it’s about to happen," (an exaggeration, bordering on a flat-out lie. It’s not something I like to do, but am willing to let happen if it’s necessary or the moment calls for it). I played it up a bit for them, it’s really not so bad to take a load in your mouth. I kind of had a bad experience with it when I was young, which is why I don’t prefer it, but I’ve never talked to a girl who thought it was the worst thing in the world or flat out refused to do it ever.

I laughed a little for the guys. "I’ve never had any complaints, though." One of them asked me where I usually like it to happen. I locked eyes with Brandon, remembering our experiences after beer pong. "I know that’s okay with him. What about you, Ryan?