I had just finished my junior year of college when my parents went on vacation, leaving me alone in the house.

Of course I decided to have a wild party, and invited all my friends who were in town for the summer. My parents’ house is huge, and right by the beach, so it’s the ideal party spot, and everyone was on board to come out for a weekend-long bash.

The person I was most interested in seeing was Gina, a smokin’-hot redhead I met in photography class. She was always flirting with me in the darkroom. I’d wanted to hook up with her since the fall semester, but every time I tried to get some time alone with her, she’d say she was busy or had to go to work. I didn’t think she was playing me or anything — every guy I know wants to hit that, and she’s apparently too busy for any of us. But I figured that with school out for the summer, she’d have some free time, and maybe things would finally come together.

Gina had to work the day of the party and couldn’t make it over to hang out at the beach or barbecue with everyone, but she promised she’d come by after work. I was bummed, but I had plenty of babes and beer to keep me entertained till she showed up.

Finally, after midnight, my phone buzzed with a text from Gina saying she was almost at my place. The party was still raging, so I told her she’d have no trouble finding the house. Ten minutes later, she walked in the door, looking hotter than ever. She must’ve changed after work, because she was wearing a tiny tank top and skimpy cutoff jean shorts, and I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties underneath. I had a feeling my chances of getting lucky had just improved exponentially.

I grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and handed one to Gina, who chugged half of it down in one go. I clinked my bottle with hers, then took her out to the garage, where most of my friends were hanging out playing beer pong. A couple of guys were finishing up a game, and Gina suggested we play the winners. Damn! A girl who looked like that who could chug a beer and wanted to play drinking games? She was even hotter than I’d realized!

We dominated the game for a while, mostly because of Gina’s skills. I didn’t mind that she was totally showing me up, though, because every time she wanted to guide one of my throws, she’d press her tits up against my back and whisper in my ear to direct me. I was more worried I’d fuckin’ come in my shorts than I was about the damn game. At one point, I was so distracted that I missed all the cups completely and threw the ball right out the garage door. Gina, who was still pressed up against my back, bit my earlobe and whispered, “Bad boy,” her hot breath caressing my neck while her hand reached down and smacked my ass. Fuck!

Deciding there was no chance of finding the missing ball in the dark, and having no backup, we ended the game, and Gina told me she thought I needed to do a shot since I’d fucked up. I let her drag me back to the kitchen, where all the liquor was stashed, and watched as she poured two overflowing shots of tequila. She handed me a glass and took one herself, and once I’d downed my shot, she did hers. Then she grabbed the front of my T-shirt, pulled me to her, and planted one on me.

When we’d done self-portraits in class, I’d noticed how plump and kissable Gina’s lips looked. Now, with her mouth pressed against mine and her tongue pushing between my lips, I knew exactly how kissable they were. The girl was a fuckin’ pro. Her lips moved with mine while her tongue stroked mine, and it was a thousand times better than any of the fantasies I’d had of making out with her.

I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against my chest, letting my hand slip under her shirt to caress her back, then lowering it to her tight ass. She pulled away about a second after I did that and asked, “Where’s your room?” I pointed upstairs, still too dumbstruck to speak, and she said, “Show me.”

I raced up the stairs, pulling Gina behind me, and threw open the door to my bedroom to guide her inside. She took a second to look around, as if she were really interested in what it looked like, then she slammed the door and led me over to my bed. Damn, the girl was feisty. Then, while I lay there, she stripped out of her tank and shorts. She looked exactly as trim and toned as I’d expected, her small, perky breasts set high on her chest, and a delicate landing strip leading down between her firm, tan thighs. Smokin’ hot!

She told me to “take it all off,” and I hurried to peel off my T-shirt while she tugged my trunks off in one swift movement. Then she got on the bed and lay down before pulling me on top of her. She immediately spread her legs, making me fall right into place. I grabbed a condom from the nightstand and slipped it on, and she said she wanted to get right to it.

She was so wet that I slid right in, and once she’d had a few seconds to adjust to being penetrated, she said, “I like it hard.” I made sure to give her exactly what she wanted. I banged into her like a jackhammer, holding myself up on my arms, keeping my weight off her, while I pounded her pussy as hard as I could. She grabbed my ass to guide my thrusts some, pulling me deeper when she wanted or slowing me down a bit now and then, her fingers digging into my flesh and driving me wild.

A couple of times she stopped me so we could change position, doing it with me spooning behind her, then with me on my knees and her legs up over my shoulders, and she came in each position. I wanted to fuck her all night just to see how many times I could get her off, but I wasn’t going to last that long. After her third orgasm, I finally gave in and blew my load. She pulled me down to kiss me as jets of come shot into the rubber, and she didn’t push me off her until her pussy had completely drained my balls.

Gina spent the rest of the weekend with me, and we made all the fantasies I’d had about her during the year come to life. It was the hottest fucking thing ever!

She’s still really busy with work, but we hook up every couple of weeks for a date and a wild night of fucking. And in the fall, we’re signing up for the advanced photography class, which comes with a key to the darkroom. I can’t wait to screw her in the place where it all started!