Will Pussy Cover the Damage from The Wild Spring Break Party? – #Erotica

Four girls have gone wild this Spring Break, and their pussies will have to pay for it!

“Brittney, wake up!  Wake up!”  Scarlett, who was always the more reasonable one in the group, yelled out frantically after coming to with the bright sunlight burning her overly tired and hung-over eyes.  “What the hell, Scarlett! What’s wrong? It better be good!”  Brittney quickly replied with irritation at getting abruptly awakened in this harsh way, unable even to comprehend what had gone down the night before or where she was for a moment as the spinning room threw her for a loop.  Rubbing her eyes, she staggered out of the bedroom, trying to follow her frantic friend, who was now waking the others with the same hysteria she used on her.  As Brittney’s eyes began to clear, she looked around and wished they hadn’t.  “Oh my god!” Dakota cried out as she popped up from the chair she had crashed in.  “Jesus, what happened in here last night?”  Cassie exclaimed as she walked in to join her friends, who were taking in the damage from their spring break festivities the night before.

“My parents let me put this house rental on their credit card!  I promised them I would be responsible!  I am screwed!  What are we going to go to do?”  Dakota said with her eyes wide, her hands around her mouth that seemed frozen agape, and tears that began rolling down the poor blonde’s face within seconds, now flowing freely.  The spring breakers stood looking at holes in the walls, busted furniture, dirty bong water spilled into the carpeting, artwork from the walls on the floor in pieces, and the list goes on and on.  “We’ll figure something out, Dakota!  Don’t worry, there has to be a way we can solve this,” she added, trying to comfort her very distraught friend amid the aftermath of the spring break party that seemed to go way too far the night before.  “Time to go!  Let’s go, you don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here!  Out, out with you.  Unless you want to stay and help us put this place back together?”  Cassie said as she ran around, waking anyone who remained from the night before and getting them out so they could promptly find a resolution to their serious problems.

The girls traveled to Miami for spring break, where they rented a house near the beach that was simply divine!  It had an ocean view they longed for, and it was slick and modern inside, just as they hoped it would be.  Shiny white and black throughout, black shaggy area rugs, and sleek artwork that complemented the entire design and pulled it all together.  All of which was now busted to pieces and unrecognizable from the place they walked into when they had gotten here.  “Your dad can’t find out! And my boyfriend cannot find out.  I don’t even remember what I did or who was here last night; how am I supposed to explain that to him?”  Brittney said, frantically checking her phone at all the unanswered texts and calls that had been coming in from him today.  He surely wanted to FaceTime her, but she would have to take that call outside so he wouldn’t see the remnants of the debauchery that went down with his girlfriend and her friends during their spring break party last night.

“Your boyfriend is the least of my worries; my dad is going to annihilate me over this! He’s probably going to disown me, in fact!” Dakota said, breaking down in tears into the oversized white leather chair behind her.  Just then, the girls were interrupted by a knock at the door.   “Oh, my God! What are we going to do? That’s Mr. Anderson, the owner of this rental property! It doesn’t seem like he will go away, either. We can’t let them see this mess, or we’re going to be in so much trouble!”  Cassie said as she stood on her tiptoes to peer out the peephole to see who was awaiting them on the other side of the bangs on the door.  “Hi there, can I come in?  I had some complaints of some excessive noise in here all last night, and I want to make sure that everything is okay before you check out.”  Mr. Anderson said to Cassie, who was nervously holding the door open only slightly, hoping he wouldn’t see the mess they made of his house behind her.  Her efforts were futile, however, because he could see a hole in the wall just to her left side and demanded to be let in or he would call the police.

“You girls are in big trouble! Look what you did to my place! You better hope there’s enough on that credit card to cover about $30,000 worth of damage, ladies!” He said, as anger-induced redness crept across his face, and he opened his phone to begin making a call.  “No, no, Mr. Anderson, please! Close your phone, and don’t call anyone! I’m sure there must be something we can do to make this up to you?” Dakota pleaded with the landlord, hoping he would show them some mercy and not make the call that would initiate the need for her funeral!  The landlord looked around slowly at the four hot college girls renting his house for spring break and decided that maybe something could be done to keep these pretty ladies out of trouble and benefit him at the same time.

“So, you girls would be willing to do anything you say?  Would you be willing to stand naked in a line in front of me, show me your tight college bodies, and allow me to have my way with them?  I’ll pretend I never saw this, and you all get off scot-free.  What do you say?  If not, I’ll just go ahead and call the sheriff so he can file a vandalism and destruction report.” Mr. Anderson added, waiting for the girls to jump on his offer before hitting the call button on his phone.  Once the girls realized they really had no choice, they each removed their clothes, the little they were already wearing anyway, and stood in a line against the wall for the landlord to inspect.  Mr. Anderson smiled and laughed a perverted laugh under his breath as he walked down the line like a drill sergeant looking each one up and down from head to toe before choosing one to start his fun with.  “You first!  Put your hands on the wall. Let’s pretend this is a pat down,” he said to Britney, the first to get his attention.

With their hot college blonde friend’s hands up against the wall to brace her firm, smooth body, Mr. Anderson rubbed his hands from her gorgeous jawline down over her breasts and over her belly to the soft wet spot between her legs, where he stopped to enjoy the sensations of her a little bit longer than the rest.  Within seconds Britney moaned as she felt the hardness of his cock sliding up into her from behind.  The other three girls were bent over and instructed to hold onto the wall for him to do the same.  Mr. Anderson had four perfect tight college asses to choose from in front of him, and he bounced that cock back and forth between each one equally, not leaving anyone unattended for too long.  “This… Might… Be… The best… Spring break… I’ve experienced yet!”  He said in choppy breathless pauses as he dipped his stick from one wet hole to the next until all four were stretched and thoroughly stuffed.  Mr. Anderson had such a big cock that the girls moaned and winced, trying to take it all the way into themselves.

Brittany, Cassie, Dakota, and Scarlett were moaning and crying out as the landlord of the spring break rental property fucked them.  Each one was fully naked and vulnerable up against a wall while the hands of a strange man tweaked their nipples, massaged their ass holes, and fingered their clits.  They squealed and moaned with the enthusiasm he requested; some even seemed to like what was happening by the time it was almost over.  Or maybe they simply liked the fact that they only had to give up some sweet college pussy to cover $30,000 worth of damage to a house that they caused.  Spring break was now going a little differently than anticipated, but at least they wouldn’t be in trouble.  Soon they were instructed to get to their knees in front of Mr. Anderson, where he was ready to explode a volcano’s worth of hot sticky cum all over them!  “Open up, girls; here it comes!  Take it, take it, baby! He said through gritted teeth as squirt after squirt shot out, giving each of the four girls an ample amount to take.  And who knows, maybe they learned a lesson on how to respect other people’s property during their wild and unexpected spring break ending with a twist.