Carol (Joey’s perspective)

We were walking in the parking lot, heading for check in. I had to corral both Chandler and Ross. They had managed to get the wasted on our short time at the dock. I hated babysitting them. I just had to make sure they didn’t do anything obviously drunk when they checked in.

I heard someone yell, “Hey guys can you help me out!”

I turned to help someone in need.

A skinny brunette girl was supporting a short thick girl who was crying.

Chandler ran up to them, “Carol! What’s wrong? What happened?”

The support girl answered, “Kyle ignored her at a party, and she got two drunk. She’s been crying the whole car ride home.”

Chandler put his arm around Carol to help support her, “That fucking asshole. You need to forget about him, and move on. He doesn’t deserve you.”

Carol lifted her head. Her brown hair dangled in front of her face. She did not look pretty crying, but her body looked great. A tight tank top showed off her huge tits, and little shorts clung to her fat ass. Damn, she would be a nice little fuck.

Chandler consoled her as we walked to check in. After we checked in, Ross sprinted off to go find Jordan. I knew that Chandler was drunk and itching to go find Meg, so I offered, “Hey I can help Carol get back to her cabin?”

Carol looked up at me, “Who are you?”

“Your knight and shining armor,” I replied.

She rolled her eyes, “Right. You’re big. Carry me back to my cabin.”

She was too drunk to walk, so carrying her would be easiest. I squatted down, and she climbed on to me piggy back style—her arms around my neck, and knees pinching my torso. She said, “Giddy up horsey.”

“Luckily I have a horse cock, so I’m not offended by the name,” I said.

She replied, “You have a horse cock? My ex had a really big dick.”

“Oh really? How big?” I asked, feeling her soft tits press into my back.

“Uh I’m not sure. Eight inches maybe,” Carol answered.

“Not to brag, but I’m bigger than that,” I said. She didn’t comment on that, so I asked, “why were you crying?”

“Because Kyle is an asshole. He ignored me the whole time, and flirted with these young high school sluts. Then I made a mistake and got way too drunk, and now I’m horny as fuck, and sad as fuck.”

“I can help cure you of one of those things,” I said.

Carol laughed, “You’re trouble.” Then after a pause asked, “Do you really have that big of a dick?”

“Tell me a private spot to take you, and you can find out,” I answered.

“Take me to my cabin. I think my roommate Jess is with her boyfriend.”

Oh shit. This was going so smoothly. I opened the door to her cabin, and it was empty. Perfect.

I set her down, and we immediately started making out. Her kisses contained enough **** to get me drunk. I ignored the awful taste. I distracted myself by squeezing her big soft tits, then reaching another and enjoying her thick ass. Fuck, I was ready to bend her over.

But she wasn’t ready, she backed up and slurred, “Take off your pants and show me your huge dick.”

I unbuttoned my pants, and pulled them down. Then I slowly took off my boxers, really dragging out the reveal. The shock showed in her eyes.

Then she turned and ran to the bathroom. I could hear her retching as she threw up. Her hair was already tied up behind her, so I didn’t feel the need to get up to hold her hair back.

When she stopped retching, I yelled, “Can you brush your teeth first?”

The cabin door creaked opened then slapped closed. Jess’s lanky body stood looking over me. She asked, “What the fuck are you doing!?”

“Carol and I are hooking up. She’s freaking up now,” I answered honestly. She didn’t have to be so rude.

“Freshening up!? I just heard her puking from outside! You two are not hooking up! She’s way too drunk. My sister told me she couldn’t even walk.”

At that moment Carol stumbled out of the bathroom, leaning on the door frame. She slurred, “I can walk.”

I added, “And she can make decision if she wants to fuck, and she wants to fuck me. So you can kindly fuck off.”

Jess pointed to the door, “Get the fuck out of here! You are not **** my drunk friend! If you don’t leave, I’m going to report you, and you will get fired.”

I stood up, “I wasn’t going to **** your friend! She was horny, I’m horny. There was consent and everything.”

“Hey asshole! I’m serious. Get the fuck out of here!”

I pulled up my pants, “Fine. Be a fucking cock block. Carol wanted it.”

Jess asked Carol, “What’s his name?”

Carol was practically asleep in the doorframe. She cracked her eyes, “Huh? I don’t know.”

“See! Get out of here, you fucking creep! No one is going to talk to you, when I tell them about this,” Jess said and crossed her arms as I walked past her.

“Fucking bitch,” I mumbled.

“Date ****,” Jess replied as the door slapped shut.