The challenge.

Following the announcement of the holiday, the two weeks in between were spent with the senior year students in constant throws of excitement. You had spent several nights jerking off to thoughts of hot girls in bikinis. The sight of your stepsister modeling the new beachwear she bought especially for the trip had been too much to bear on occasion.

Then the day had finally arrived. You had to meet for the trip at the airport. You are in the back seat with your suitcase beside you. The group is only going for two weeks. You are quite surprised at the three bags Brittney is taking. Your step-mom begins to drive you to the airport. During the ride, her and Brittney enjoy a constant conversation about the holiday. Despite really looking forward to it, you decide to stay out of the conversation.

Eventually you pull up at the airport. In front of the lobby are the other people from your year, clutching suitcases and looking around expectantly. You open the car door and grab your suitcase from the backseat. Deciding to be helpful, you walk around to the trunk, and take out one of your sister’s cases. In amongst the crowd, you see your friend Randy.

Carrying the two cases, you head over to your friend. Randy wears a look of **** excitement, a great beaming smile across his face. He notices you come over to him.

“Hey Dan. Hey just think, two weeks in the sun, all these hot babes wearing next to nothing. Could it get any better?” Randy comments.

You grin in response to his comment, you’re about to say something in return, but something poking into your back distracts you. You quickly turn round and you’re pleased at what you see. Standing in front of you is a very attractive, slim blonde girl. She has shoulder length cropped hair, with black highlights. She’s wearing a tight halter neck top, which accentuates the curves of her breasts. You can’t help but stare at them. She’s holding a clipboard and pen, as she stares at you expectantly.

“Dan McDohl?” The blonde asks.

“Yeah!” You reply.

“Can you tell me where your sister is?” She asks.

You look over the assembled crowd, and notice your sister chatting to a group of her friends over to one side. You point out your sister to the blonde. As you do, she crosses off your names from the piece of paper on her clipboard.

“”Thanks.” She says and turns to head off.

“Hey, what’s your name?” You ask after her.

She turns back around and smiles at you. You notice that as she does so, she has luscious full lips, coated in a sexy red lipstick, and her eyes are a light hazel. “Oh sorry, I’m Roberta. I’m the holiday rep assigned to your group. So if you need anything, just ask.” She says batting her eyelids playfully at you.

With that, Roberta heads back into the crowd, letting you get back to your conversation with Randy. With the group now fully gathered, with three teachers accompanying, you all proceed to check in. As the group is about forty strong, checking in takes about an hour. Another hour later, you eventually board the San Paolo flight. As part of the prize, the group travels first class with no expenses spared.

After stowing your hand luggage in the overhead compartment, you take a seat in the central section of first class. In comparison to the other sections of the plane, you have a fair amount of legroom, allowing you to stretch out comfortably. Sitting beside you is Randy. You turn to face your friend, but notice he’s distracted, staring across the other side of the plane. You wonder what has caught his attention. You notice Randy is looking at one of the airhostesses. Standing in the left aisle is one of the hottest girls you’ve ever seen.

She’s in her early twenties. Her face is what catches your attention first. She has two very deep blue captivating eyes, which you can’t help but stare at. Looking further down, you see her full pink, pouting lips. She has very light olive-colored skin. Her hair is short, straight, and black. It flows down to her shoulders. Her uniform is a light pink, which matches the colour of her lips. Her top is a vee neck shirt, with the top few buttons undone, giving people an ample few of her cleavage. Every so often, she sighs, causing her breasts to rise. You can see her nipples press against the material of her shirt. The rest of the uniform consists of a matching pink mini skirt, which only comes down a few inches below her knees. On the label of her shirt is a nametag, reading Seline.

“I wouldn’t mind getting a piece of that.” You tell Randy.

“Same here bud.” He replies. Randy looks over at you with a mischievous grin on his face. “What’s up?” You ask.

“I’ve got this great idea Dan. I reckon over the next two weeks we have a little competition.” He tells you.

“What kind of competition?” You ask.

“See which of the two of us can bed the most girls over the next week.” Randy informs you.

Randy’s challenge sounds really appealing. “Sure, sounds like fun. One question though, how are we going to prove we’ve actually fucked the girl? As we could just say what we want.”

Randy goes silent for a moment, thinking about your question. “Hadn’t thought of that. How about this, you have to take a pair of the girl’s panties.” He answers.

“What happens to the loser at the end of the two weeks?” You ask.

“We’ll have to think of a forfeit for each other.” Randy tells you.

“These two weeks are looking even better,” you comment. Randy’s challenge has you thinking about what girl to go for as your first conquest. There’s no way you’re going to lose and have Randy humiliate you in front of everyone.