The College Girl

It was a simple evening at the night market. The stalls were noisy. The streets were bustling. The alleys were busy, hiding all sorts of nasty things behind rows of bodies that cover up what really happens after dark. Just like any other night, the locals were on the look out for fresh meat to slam their cocks into, and tonight, one such specimen appears.

Samantha Jordan was out vacationing with a number of her friends during the long summer break. It was her first time in the country so being a total newbie to the experience of the island's night life, she had little to no idea what to expect. So far, she wondered around with three out of the dozen or so college buddies she had arrived here with just yesterday. She perused through the array of cheap goods and steamy food racks both exotic and familiar with wonder. Every time her eye caught something interesting, another peculiarity appeared elsewhere almost instantly. So far, she had already bought a necklace and a pair of cute earrings, happily running on a shopper's high with her gaggle of young foreign comrades. Each of them knew a bit about the culture and the language, tutoring Samantha about all the fantastical things they could find here.

Little did they realize that eyes were had been watching the college girls the moment they entered the market, ogling their obvious show of skin from the tight summer wear they were sporting in the tropical heat. Each girl had big tits, fair skin and slender frames, the kind that would send any man's dick soaring to the moon. Fortunately, there was no need to hold back their raging hard ones. Everyone who stepped into their hidden playground of debauchery was fair game. Many of them conferred on who would get the honors, while the hornier ones were already starting to make their move.