Date: Sun, 22 Mar 2009 11:21:03 -0500 From: Strongstyle Jones <tttwrestling@hotmail.com> Subject: Spring Break Lolita Ch. 1 Date: Sat, 3 Jan 2009 From: Strongstyle <tttwrestling@hotmail.com> Subject: Spring Break Lolita - Ch. 1 Spring Break Lolita By Strongstyle Chapter 1 -- Arriving and Reminiscing We'd finally arrived. My college roommates and I had been driving for 23 hours straight and we we'd just crossed the bridge leading to South Padre Island, TX. The plans for our spring break trip had been in the works for almost a year. We were all juniors at the University of Minnesota and this was our first real spring break trip together. The 5 of us were all 21 now, so we didn't have to fear that one of our fake id's might not be good enough to get us into the bars and clubs. I'd been a couple of cool places for spring break in previous years. My best friend Conner and I went to Spain our sophomore year and that was a blast, but this was going to be even better. South Padre Island is a true spring break destination. I'm talking Girls Gone Wild, wet t-shirt contests, pool parties, beach cook outs, crazy dance clubs, and plenty of drinking and recreational drug use. Hopefully a little action wouldn't be out of the question either. In fact it was likely. My roommates and I had been honing our skills for 3 years at U of M and it was time to try them out on some chicks from all across the country. They were all converging on South Padre Island to get drunk and get laid. I'd had my fair share of girls up at school. After all I'm a pretty good looking guy. At least that's what I hear from a lot of the girls in Minnesota. I'm 6'2" about 190 lbs and I'm in good shape. In high school I swam and played soccer. Competing in those sports gave me a lean strong body. I don't play sports anymore, but I'd found a way to stay in shape. I'm a closet stoner and I have made a tradition of getting high and hitting the gym to keep tone. My six pack wasn't what it used to be, but it was still defined and the college girls at U of M loved caressing my stomach as they sucked my cock or rode me. Being a former high school swimmer I also kept up another tradition. I still shaved my entire body except for my curly brown hair. It was something I was used to doing and plus, the chicks seemed to love it. They loved sucking my dick without having to worry about getting a nose full of pubic hair; at least the one's who could get my whole 8 inches down their throat loved that added benefit. I think it makes my penis look even bigger too. Eight inches is a pretty good size, especially when you have decent thickness like me, but judging by the admiring reaction I got from the girls I fucked it must have looked quite tasty. I was ready to see what the babes in South Padre thought about my shaved cock and six pack, but first we had to check into our hotel and get settled. Hotel isn't quite the right word though. This was a full blown resort. There was one main street that ran parallel to the beach for a couple of miles. On the beach side of the street were all the resorts and on the opposite side were all the stores, restaurants, clubs, and bars. There were about a dozen resorts lining the beach and we hadn't successfully located ours yet. We'd been drinking in the car on the way into town, so that we could hit the ground running when we arrived at the resort. My best friend Conner had driven the last leg, so he was just smoking some weed while we cruised down the main street trying to figure out which resort was ours. "Hey Alex? You wanna hit this?" he asked. "Of course, when have I ever turned down a joint?" I took a puff and took in the scene in the SUV. Braden, Jack, and Chase were all in the back seat swigging on a bottle of Southern Comfort and putting a dent in case of beer we'd bought just outside of town. "Where the hell is this place?" Braden inquired. "Does it really matter? Look at all these resorts. They're all awesome and every single one is over run with drunk college chicks," Conner replied from the driver's seat. "Well, we've all got to piss back here," Jack said. "Yeah, we've got to figure out which one of these resorts is ours or I'm just gonna let it go on your mom's back seat Conner," Chase said as he took another pull of the SoCo bottle. "You do that and I'll rip your nuts off. Then you definitely won't be getting laid down here. Not like you had much of a chance anyway," Conner said as he whipped the atlas back over his head, striking the bottom of the up turned bottle as Chase finished his swig. SoCo splashed onto his face and onto his shirt. "Dude, now I'm going to smell like booze for the rest of the day." "Don't worry about it," I said. "It's 1:00 AM and the clubs down here close at 2:00, so we can't really do much tonight anyways. Plus, booze is like a cologne down here. It's going to attract the bitches to you like flies. Let's just check out our room and go hit the pool. I'm sure they'll be plenty of females down there even at this time of night." "I can't see the damn street signs," Conner exclaimed. "Oh ok, here it is, Port Arthur Drive." We all stuck our heads out the window to take in where we'd be spending the next 5 nights. The place was amazing. It was called "The Mark III" and it must have been 20 stories tall. We checked in and were dismayed to find out we were on the first floor. However, when we got to our room we noticed the inherent advantages of our location right away. We had a sliding glass door and a patio that opened up right to the pool area, which was totally awesome in and of itself. "We aren't even going to have to leave the hotel to have fun here," I said. We can just holler at chicks at the pool and invite them right into our suite for some smoking, drinking, and most importantly fucking.' "There must be like 5 pools and 10 hot tubs out there." Braden interjected. "This is going to be fucking awesome." said Jack. There were a few groups of people outside by the pool, but most of the spring breakers were probably still out at the clubs and bars. The 5 of us got changed into our swim suits and strutted out to the pool. My roommates were pretty good looking guys. I'm not gay or anything, but I've always at least been able to admit to myself if a guy is good looking or not. We were all in good shape. I was probably in the best shape with Conner a close second, but my other roommates had tight fit bodies too. Jack and Braden both had blond hair. Jack's was long and shaggy while Braden's was short and spiked up in the front. Jack was about 6'0" and Braden was a little bit shorter at 5'10". They didn't have a six pack like me, but I had to admit they looked pretty good in their trunks and I'm sure they'd get a little pussy on this trip. Chase had short brown hair and was a little shorter and stouter than the rest of us. He wasn't going pull any tail with his body alone, but he was still good looking and he was probably the best smooth talker in the bunch. Conner had black hair, dark eyes, and dark skin. I think he was Jewish or something, but he looked pretty good too. He was my gym buddy, and every other day we'd smoke a bowl and go work out. He was also about 6'0" and nicely toned and cut like me. He'd had a girlfriend for about a year who he'd just broken up with. He was ready to let loose in South Padre and experience what he'd been missing being confined to one pussy for the last year. Conner was pretty straight forward with me and had told me about some pretty kinky stuff they did. They had anal sex all the time and Conner absolutely loved it. He told me on the way down that he'd probably miss that the most. Chances are he wouldn't find a chick that kinky down here, but you never know. Conner told me pretty much everything and for the most part I did the same with him. There was one thing I hadn't told him about yet though and it happened when we were together in Spain last year for spring break. Conner got too wasted at one of the discos we were at and had to take a cab home. I still thought I might be able to get some pussy that night, so I decided to stay at the club. It turned out to be fruitless, but while I was walking back to the hostel I had an unexpected, but life-changing experience. In Spain the hookers are extremely pushy. They'll call out to you and even grab your arm or package as you walk by. Spanish prostitution also caters to all types including pedophiles. I didn't know that at the time, but as I ripped my arm free from an over exuberant Spanish hooker I spotted a stunning girl half a block up. She was petite, that much I could tell from a distance. Tiny, petite, innocent girls had always been favorite. The way you could man handle them and move them around so easily while you fucked was a huge turn on to me. Also the look of my shaved 8" cock disappearing into a tiny, tight bald slit was intoxicating. Sometimes I couldn't believe it fit. When the girls I slept with looked down at where my cock impaled their pussy I could tell they didn't believe it fit either. As I got closer to the tiny angel on the streets of Madrid I started to notice she wasn't just petite, but very young. I could tell by her innocent face, small breasts, and fawn like legs that she couldn't be much older than 13 or 14. As I walked by her she grabbed my arm and looked up with her big inquisitive brown eyes. She licked her lips seductively and bit her lower lip as she looked up at me. She was wearing a short jean miniskirt that stopped just below her pussy. At her age her butt had just started to get round and full and the juncture where her skinny thighs met her budding ass was just peaking out below her skirt. She was either wearing a thong or no panties at all. Her halter top was white and contrasted lusciously with her golden brown skin. Her dark nipples showed through her top tipping her budding breasts. She was probably about 5'0" tall and must have weighed less than 100 pounds. My heart was racing as she gazed up at me lovingly. I'd never been attracted to young girls, but that was all changing as she propositioned me on the streets of Madrid. I was gawking at her for what seemed like ages, but in reality it was only seconds. As I took in the sight of this delectable little creature I thought about how young girls were really my ultimate fetish. I thought I only desired petite women that were closer to my age, but I was quickly realizing that was just an excuse I'd convinced myself to believe. Young innocent girls were my true desire. The young angel in front me shocked me out of my musings by grasping my wrist, turning it so my palm was facing out and guiding it under her skirt. I was putty in her hands and totally in awe of the situation. She gently placed my hand up underneath the hem and used her finger to push my finger up into her bare slit. She moved her hand back and forth slowly, my finger getting ever more slick with her juices. Here I was standing on the street of a foreign country in full view of passersby fingering a 13 year old Spanish angel as we stood facing each other separated by mere inches. She started to slightly bend her knees to increase the pressure of my finger on her cunt as her eyes fluttered in ecstasy. I had to stop this. I was losing control. I couldn't fulfill my fantasies that night anyways. I'd spent my last few euros at the club. Reluctantly I pulled my arm away and apologized in English explaining I didn't have any money. She didn't know what I was saying, so she stared at me inquisitively, hands interlaced in front of her slowly rocking back and forth on her heels which of course turned me on even more. Her innocent eyes were melting my heart. I turned to walk way and spun around after a few steps to get a last glance at the adorable little doll I'd just encountered. She was walking away from me, her tiny tight ass swaying ever so slightly as she walked down the street in her strappy high heeled shoes. The bottom of her ass cheeks peeking out enticingly. At that point I new something had just changed in my brain. A switch had been flipped and every cute little girl I saw from that moment forward started to make my cock stir. Most were so innocent they probably didn't even know their tight jeans and small breasts were turning on young men like me, but I hoped that some day I'd have a second chance to make love to young girl who wasn't quite as innocent as the rest. Clearly this was one fantasy I couldn't share with Conner. It was illegal after all and he'd never shown any noticeable interest in the innocence of youth. I'd just have to keep my pedophilic fantasies to myself. Plus, this trip was a chance for us to test out our game on college chicks. That was all that was on the island anyways. At least that's what I thought at the time. We hung out in the pool area until about 3:00 AM. We talked to a couple groups of girls, but we were all so tired from our 23 hour drive that we weren't putting in much effort. We all decided to go to our room and get rested up. We had 5 more nights here and all signs pointed to a pussy-filled spring break. We'd take up our pursuit for drunken debauchery in the morning.