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Frat House

By: quimmaster



Several years ago I attended a small southern college. Our fraternity house was adorned with a statue of our mascot and a favorite campus prank was to paint it. It was general knowledge on campus that those caught would be shaved bald and though the mascot was often painted, rarely was the culprit apprehended. The alternative was calling the police and even though it amounted to only malicious mischief, a criminal record was a criminal record.

In the wee hours of a Sunday morning, three of the brothers were returning to the house when they collided with two people running through the back gate. One look at the statue told the tale and the two were grabbed and hauled inside. The house was awakened and court was convened. 

The Master of the house presided at the "trial" and the brothers formed the jury. Both "defendants" pled guilty since they had been caught at the scene with the paint in their hands. Both were also women and they both knew the penalty. 

Sue was a tall blond with short, straight hair and a defiant look on her face. Judy, a slightly shorter girl with dark features, was in tears. She began pleading to be released and almost became hysterical. The "judge" tried to calm her down and explained the punishment and the need to enforce it. "After all, it's only hair." he said. "It'll grow back."

Judy reached behind her and pulled out two clips. Shaking her head, we all watched as her hair cascaded over her shoulders and down beyond her waist. It was like silk and no one could even imagine cutting it all off. It was just beautiful. 

The "judge" invited Judy "into chambers", our coat closet, for a quick conference. Sue, meanwhile, was muttering for us to get on with it. She also had some choice names for us and our proceedings. 

The Master returned, leaving Judy with the Sergeant at Arms in the hall just outside the main room. and returned. Sue sat in a wooden chair and the "judge" resumed his position on the small stage. Sue cursed us, calling us just about everything you could think of. The Master turned to her and looking her square in the eye she quieted down. "You have admitted your guilt, and we have it on video. You are sentenced to have your head shaved." Again Sue began to curse us. 

The "judge" turned to her and said, "You need not have your head shaved. There are alternatives." Sue quieted down. "If you refuse to have your head shaved, you can be turned over to the police but you will wind up with a criminal record," he pronounced. Again she started to curse. "Or....," he started. And again Sue quieted down. "You can agree to go down on the all the brothers." 

"You wish," she hissed as she looked defiantly at him. 

"Your choice," he said softly. 

"Some choice," she hissed. The "judge" waited silently as did all the brothers. Sue ran her fingers through her short hair. The master looked at the back of the room and one of the brothers opened the door and the Sergeant at Arms entered with Judy. He walked her down the side of the room and sat her down in a wooden chair and held her arm. 

"The sentence for the crime of defacing the house mascot is for the prisoner to have her head shaved," the "judge" announced. "The sentence will be carried out by our licensed barber," he continued and then the lights in the main part of the room were dimmed. 

Sue was led up onto the small stage before the brothers. I was the licensed barber and I got to carry out the sentence. Usually the guilty were guys and I would give them a quick clip and out they'd go. This was different. 

First, I combed Sue's hair back and with several quick passes of the electric clippers her soft, blond hair lay on the floor. Sue started to get up when the "judge" informed her, "that the sentence has not been completed." The angry, young woman sat back down as I surveyed my work. Then full shaving materials were brought in. This was new but I got the idea.

I wrapped Sue's head with a hot towel and then applied hot lather to her shorn scalp and skillfully shaved her entire head. I then wrapped her bald head with a cold towel before wiping her shiny scalp clean. She looked strange but kind of beautiful or perhaps, exotic. 

The Master asked the brothers to line up for inspection, to verify that the sentence had been properly carried out. This was also something new but everyone lined up. Sue was led to another chair, this one a canvas backed bar stool, turned with its back to the audience. She sat in the chair and placed her hands on the wooden arms. Two brothers stood on either side of her and held her arms to the chair as the brothers began to approach her. In turn, each brother came forward and ran a hand over Sue's smooth scalp. A few leaned forward and kissed her bald head. Each brother got a nice view down the front of her tank top as he leaned over her for inspection. The young beauty gritted her teeth and endured the humiliation of what had happened to her. Sue was given a scarf and shown out of the house as she cursed us.

The Master then announced that Judy had "thrown herself on the mercy of the court" and that her plea had been accepted and an alternate sentence had been suggested since her hair was so very special and that she had accepted the conditions put to her. "The alternate sentence may not meet the letter of the law, but it certainly met the spirit of it." he announced. 

"The court is warned to keep absolutely silent after the reading of the sentence. Anyone who breaks the silence will be removed from the court," he warned. This too, was something new, but the brothers realized that something was up. He knew that the beautiful, young girl was already terrified and didn't want to freak her out all together. "The prisoner will be shaved bald, in keeping with the prescribed punishment. That is, everywhere except for her head." There was a collective gasp in the packed room. 

Judy was led to the front of the room and helped up onto the stage. She stood motionless on the small stage. Slowly she began to lift her sweatshirt, revealing beautifully large breasts. She held the shirt in front of her chest for a moment and then gaining some courage, dropped it to the floor. After kicking off her sneakers, she slid out of her sweat pants. Tears were still in her eyes as she looked at the Master. "Your choice," he said, "either sentence will satisfy us."

Shaking a bit, Judy reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She let it slide down her arms and then shaking her head, her long hair covered her breasts as she dropped her bra to the floor. One of the brothers picked it up and examined it. He then passed it around the room. Quickly, she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down her legs and clasped her hands in front of her dark, silky bush. The brothers remained fairly quiet hoping not to intimidate the young beauty too completely. She might change her mind and run out. 

Coming up beside her, I combed her long, dark hair down over her shoulders keeping her breasts covered. She relaxed a bit. Stepping behind her, I pulled her hair back into a ponytail. Her huge breasts stood out proudly in front of her to our great satisfaction. They were firm and huge, 38-Ds to be precise, with soft pink aereola. 

Two of the brothers brought up a large padded chair with a large throw pillow on it and I helped Judy as she sat down. The pillow forced her body forward to the edge of the seat and the brothers all gathered around to watch. I assured her I'd be very careful not to hurt her and I urged her to remain very still. Gently, I combed her pubic thatch of soft curls. Her firm thighs quivered slightly. With the clippers, I sheared off her silky down. The vibrations of the clippers tickled her mons as she felt the intensity deep into her open womanflesh. Easing her legs apart, I continued to shave the hair down between her open thighs. When I turned off the clippers she closed her legs and started to get up. 

"The sentence hasn't been completed." said the Master and Judy stopped. I had her sit back down in the large armchair and proceeded. Noticing several small dark hairs growing near her nipples, I applied the hot towel to her breasts. She protested. Lifting the towel, I tugged at two of the hairs and she winced. I replaced the towel and she felt the heat penetrate her magnificent chest. 

Picking up a tube of gel, I put some on my fingers and proceeded to rub in onto her breasts. I paid particular attention to her hardening nipples, squeezing them and pulling on them gently. I watched as her nipples hardened and the young beauty began to breathe heavily. "I won't hurt you but you must hold very still," I said as I brought the blade to her magnificent chest. Judy began to tremble as she saw the sharp, shiny blade descend towards her nipples. Her body began to shake. "Perhaps you should lean your head back and close your eyes," I suggested. "It'll help you relax and make it easier." Judy lay her head back on the pillow and closed her eyes. My hand moved to her breast and pulling gently on her very aroused nubbin I removed the few hairs that were there. Judy sighed with relief, barely feeling the touch of the blade. Switching to her other breast, I teased her very hard nipple and then pulling gently on it, removed the hairs before putting down the blade. 

Judy was not at all prepared for the sensation of the cold towel on her bare breasts and gasped loudly, her head jerking upright and her eyes opening wide. Knowing her nipples would be rock hard from the cold, I applied a hot towel to her newly shorn pussy. The combination of hot and cold sent a deep shudder through her beautiful, young body. When I removed the cold towel, her nipples stood out like pencil erasers. The young beauty looked down at her naked breasts and her rock hard nipples and blushed deeply as her body responded out of her control before so many strange men. 

I lifted each of her knees and placed them over the arms of the chair. There was a decorative spindle at the end of each chair arm that held her legs open and in place. Placing my hands on her hips, I slid her ass to the edge of the seat cushion. Her pussy was completely spread. 

I pressed the hot towel into her skin to soften it. I know how painful it can be to shave skin for the first time - and this was very sensitive skin. First I applied some medicated gel and rubbed it in very thoroughly. Judy's eyes closed and once again her head lay back as she felt me massage the very core of her womanhood. She began to writhe on the chair as I caressed her pubes. Next, I applied the hot lather and rubbed that in with equal diligence. I'd never shaved a pussy before and it took a moment to figure out the best and safest angle of approach. I certainly didn't want to damage the goods. 

Her body was responding to my touch as I rubbed her pussy and then I found her clit. She moaned loudly and gently rolled her head back and forth against on the cushion. I used a fresh blade and slowly and very carefully shaved her mons. As I continued down between her thighs, it became necessary to stretch her skin taut by pulling on her moist love petals. Beads of love juice scented my fingers as I gently pinched her labia between my fingers and pulled on her most intimate flesh. I finished by shaving down to the base of her slit. Her love button stood up at attention as she was fully aroused and totally exposed. She blushed deeply. 

I remembered about the "inspection" and instead of the cold towel, I reached for a bottle of skin cream. After all, I didn't want to "cool off" this magnificent beauty. I rubbed the cream onto my fingers and warmed it up before applying it to her smooth pussy, over her mons and down to crack of her ass. Her legs began to tremble and she raised her ass slightly as I caressed her sweet pussy. I used both hands and as my fingers ran up the sides of her slit, I trapped her tender clit between my fingers for a moment. Judy gasped and came on my hands. 

I noticed that the canvas bar stool was moved up next to me and positioned with the back to the audience. A wooden stool was placed a couple of feet behind it. The master nodded to me and I lifted Judy's legs one at a time and placed them on the floor. Then taking her hands, I gently helped her to stand up. She was a bit wobbly and leaned against me. Her magnficent breasts pressed agaisnst my chest. Helping her to stand up, I let go of one hand and gently pulled her towards the canvas barstool. Her other hand dropped down and she grazed her fingers over her bald pussy. 

"Will the brothers line up for inspection," the "judge" announced. Judy protested when she realized what was about to happen but the Master smiled at her and said, "It's part of the sentence. You saw that Sue had an inspection." Judy shrugged her shoulders in defeat and moved to stand in front of the canvas barstool. Just as she approached, one of the brothers removed the canvas back and helped to guide her naked body to stand in front of the chair. 

We each took a hand and helped her to sit down on the soft canvas of the chair. "Place your feet on the stool," the other brother instructed and Judy raised her feet to the wooden stool. She felt our hands move behind her back and the brother said, "Now lean back." Judy leaned back against our arms and we lowered her until she lay on the soft canvas seat. It was not comfortable as her shoulders hung well over the edge of the seat. "Let us help you," he said as he nodded to me and we gently lifted her body and slid her forward until her ass slid over the edge of the seat and her shoulders came up onto the seat. Another brother quickly brought up another chair and slid it under Judy's head and propped it up with a pillow. Now she was more comfortable. 

"Relax and enjoy this," the master said as the other brother and I gently slid our hands under Judy's thighs and raising her long legs, pulled them back over her chest and then easing them apart, draped them over the arms of the chair and around the wooden uprights that once held the canvas back of the chair. Judy could see her open thighs and realized that she could not close her legs. Her newly shaven pussy was completely open and exposed for the "inspection" that was about to begin. 

The master moved to stand in front of her open pussy and she looked up at him as he sat down between her spread thighs. She could feel the warmth of his breath on her bare pussy and then she felt his fingers on her open thighs. She watched him as he slid his fingers towards her open sex and she gasped as his fingers slid over her oiled skin. Her open thighs began to shake as his fingers closed on her swollen labia and and he ran his thumbs up the inside of her engorged pussy lips. As he looked down, he could see her clit standing up from under its hood and as his thumbs gently grazed across it her body shuddered in a powerful orgasm. He continued to gently caress her clit as her body squirmed on the canvas chair. Leaning forward, he kissed her clit and then using his tongue, he brought her to another shattering orgasm as his fingers gently teased her open pussy and she flooded his mouth with her hot sweetness. The master slid back and sliding his tongue further down between her open thighs, he licked and sucked the sweet nectar that began to fill her quivering pussy. 

As each brother approached, he placed his palms on Judy's open thighs and slowly stroked towards her seething cunt. This was more to admire her luscious body than my handiwork but that was understandable. Judy was too lost in passion to care. By the fifth or sixth inspector, cum was flowing out of her quim and down her thighs to the crack of her ass. Each "inspector" spent a few minutes licking out her seething pussy. Judy's head rolled from side to side as she whimpered continuously. Her thighs were in a constant state of motion as she tried to keep her seething pussy in contact with the fingers and mouth of whoever was between her thighs. Finally, she arched her body and gasped, "Somebody fuck me!" 

"Not yet," the master said as yet another brother sat down between her open thighs and began to lick and suck on her pussy. 

The naked beauty could not believe that sensations that coursed through her body as the thirty five brothers who were present each sat down between her open thighs and caressed her gushing pussy with their fingers and tongues. This was too good to pass up and so as the brothers finished their inspection of her shaved pussy they got back in line for a second go around. 

As one after another they enjoyed her pussy, she kept begging to be fucked and was told she'd have to wait. Those who had been at the head of the line, got back in line for a second go around. With thirty-five brothers in the house, it took well over an hour for a thorough inspection of our shaven beauty. Judy's body shook with orgasm after orgasm as the brothers caressed and sucked on her sweet pussy. I counted over twenty orgasms as cum just flooded out of her sweet loins.

Finally, after everyone had tasted her sweet pussy, the master sat back down between her open thighs. Her pussy and thighs were coated with a heavy layer of cum and the crack of her ass was also filled with her juices. 

As the master lowered his face between her thighs once again, she begged, "Fuck me, PLEASE!!" She didn't have to ask again. The master opened his pants and brought the tip of his cock to Judy's bare and open pussy. He lay his massive tool across her mons and she gazed down at the size of it. "Please," she begged. He could see that her thighs were coated with her cum and he teased her labia and her clit with the head of his ramrod. Judy moaned as she felt the hardness of his cock teasing her gushing pussy. 


"Fuck me," she begged and he placed his hands on her open thighs and guided the tip of his cock between her open pussy lips. Slowly, deliberately, he slid his cock into her drenched pussy. He'd never felt anything like it before and neither had she. Grasping the arms of the chair, he began to ram his cock deep into her open pussy. With her legs wrapped up and over the spindles of the chair, her body was prevented from moving forward as his cock rammed deep and hard into her writhing body. 

Judy's breathing became heavier and her huge tits bounced on her chest as the master thrust deep into her seething cunt. We all watched as this magnificent beauty writhed on the chair as he fucked her hard. Her body stiffened and with a gasp she came. The master could feel the added moistness of her cum as it flooded her pussy and it didn't take long for him to reach the edge. With one final, hard thrust he rammed deep into her gushing pussy and exploded inside her. Feeling his load fill her pussy, she gasped as another orgasm enveloped her beautiful body. He leaned forward and kissed her hard nipple as he withdrew his cock from her oozing pussy. 

As soon as the master stepped away from her open pussy, another brother took his place. Judy felt his hard cock enter her body and as he began to thrust into her, her huge tits began to roll on her chest. Now it was becoming a bit painful and she brought her hands to her breasts to try and control their movement as her pussy was being impaled on his huge cock. Her open thighs shook as she relished the powerful thrusts he took in her body. He thrust deep into her body and finally, with a loud grunt, emptied his balls into her seething pussy as yet another shattering orgasm rolled over her. 

It was hard standing in line, even for so beautiful a woman. One of the brothers walked to the side and taking out his cock, guided Judy's hand to his ramrod. She grasped his cock and began to pull on it. Another brother took up position on the other side and did the same. It didn't take but a moment for me to reach under Judy's head and lifting it, to remove the chair and pillow that supported it. As I eased her head back down, it bend backwards over the edge of the canvas chair and her long hair dangled to the floor. Her chin pointed as my crotch and I opened my pants to retrieve my ramrod. I teased Judy's face with the tip of my cock before brushing the head across her soft lips. She kissed the tip of my cock and then sticking her tongue out, licked it. I pressed my cock to her lips and she opened her mouth to swallow my cock. My hands came down to her magnificent breasts and I began to thrust my cock deep into her mouth and past her tonsils into her throat. 


Frat House



Sylvia had come to this particular frat party to get fucked - and getting fucked she was! Fed up with bad dates that went nowhere and relationships where her heart got broken, she'd decided that right now all she needed was a good hard fuck. She hadn't even particularly cared who it came from, just someone who wasn't going to leave her with a broken heart at the end of it. It had been almost 6 months since she'd last had sex and she intended to make up for it now. 

The guy on top of her was actually one she knew, his name was Chris and she'd seen him around campus before. A year older than her at 22 he was a little drunk but still very excited to have this gorgeous leggy girl come up to him and start blatantly making out. She'd chosen him because he was cute and rumored to be one hell of a lay, and when they'd gotten up into bed she'd also found that he had a rather sizable dick. Right now all of it was buried in her twat, making her burn with pent-up lust as he fucked her hard, the bed was shaking he was laying into her so good. Moaning loudly she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling his thick meat deeper into her pussy.

"FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD YOU BASTARD!!!" She screamed as she started cumming... the door to the room banged open and two more guys were staring at her getting her brains fucked out. That didn't stop her orgasm though, it kept going as she screamed her ecstasy at the watching guys; they were grinning as Chris gasped and buried himself into her convulsing pussy, spilling cum into her body. Gasping happily as the guy collapsed on top of her she looked at their viewers.

"Can I help you," she asked, as dignified as she could be with a dick shrinking inside her body.

"I don't know," said one of them as they walked forward, "Maybe you can."

Before she could say anything else they'd pushed Chris off of her and over to the side and grabbed a hold of her breasts. One of them kissed her mouth, stifling her protests as his hand toyed with her boob; the other took hold of her other boob and squeezed it as his mouth locked over her nipple. After a minute or two her protests died as the itch in her pussy started up again, wanting desperately to be scratched.

The guys sensed her submission and one of them pulled her up and turned her over so that she was on her hands and knees; almost immediately she had a dick in her mouth and another one pressing into her pussy. For a moment she worried that this would make her a slut, and then she decided she didn't care. There was something very erotic about having a dick at each end, and the one in her pussy was making her feel fantastic! 

Fucking back and forth, she was sucking the guy in front straight down her throat, eagerly trying to fit more of him in. It was like she was actually hungry for cock... one of them had reached down and was playing with her breasts, making her moan ecstatically as her nipples were roughly tugged and pulled. Something about the whole situation just made her want everything hard and rough, brutal really... almost abusive. She wanted them to use her, to make her cum on their rods... 

As the dick in her pussy began to swell inside of her, she clamped down in orgasm, her moans vibrating the dick in her mouth. The grip on her nipples tightened as the one in her pussy came, making her cry out with ecstatic pain... and then he was softening inside her and gone. Her pussy was still on fire, feeling a little raw after having two guys fuck it. 

Suddenly another dick was pushing its way into her chafed pussy, and she wondered where it had come from. In and out... and then it was gone and her pussy was empty. Something pressed against her asshole. Struggling, she screamed against the dick in her mouth, allowing the guy to shove his dick all the way down her throat; her nose pressed up against his groin as she thrashed in pain, trying to get away from the invader from behind. Her virgin ass opened up slowly, painfully, as the insistent dick forced its way into her tight interior.

The guy behind her groaned with pleasure, "No sloppy seconds here... this is definitely a virgin ass man... she's fucking tight."

"I'm next!" called out another guy, and Sylvia felt her eyes get big. More hands were touching her now, and she was swallowing the cum that was pouring down her throat. Not gagging gave her something to concentrate on other than the pain in her ass at least. Fingers reached down to her pussy and rubbed the wet, swollen folds, finding her clit and twisting it; the pleasure began to help the pain in her ass recede a little more. Another dick was pushed into her mouth and more hands covered her breasts and nipples, she felt a little afraid, wondering how many of them were there.

The guy in her ass came, his dick pulsing against the tight ring of her ass, so that she could feel every spurt as it entered her body. As soon as he was gone there was another guy behind her, thrusting his dick into her asshole; it didn't hurt quite as much but it still burned as he ravaged her deflowered hole. 

During the next round she was placed on top of one guy, and another began to press into her asshole. She moaned at the abuse her body was taking, her holes felt like they were completely stuffed, almost as if she'd had too much to eat. Her poor asshole was starting to feel rather swollen and stiff, not wanting to give any more cocks entrance into its brutalized depths. Moaning as the two guys began to fuck her in rhythm, she was mildly surprised when she climaxed only a few minutes later.

It was a hard long climax, stimulated further along by the thrusting twin cocks that filled her up, punishing her body. Dimly she wondered if this was really what she had wanted. The evening filled up in a haze of cocks thrusting into her body, orgasm after orgasm until she was sobbing and begging for a break. Her holes felt gaping and sore... when the guys thought that they'd gotten too sloppy they carried her into the bathroom where they pushed a hose into her pussy and ass, filling her with warm water and making her shriek with discomfort. When they felt she was clean they dried her off and began her degradation all over again on the bathroom floor. She lost track of how many guys used her - and how many orgasms she had.

The only memorable moment of the night after the beginning was when the frat brother nicknamed "Horse" took his turn in her ass. He was gigantic, long and wide... she screamed as he began to work his way into her poor ass, fingers rubbed on her clit and she was forced to cum as he fucked her with his fearful weapon. She could actually feel her stomach cramping around him as he stirred her insides, her clit swelling up in someone's fingers; it burned when she clenched down on him as she came, her ass muscles convulsing around his thickness. Shaking and sobbing with painful ecstacy, she fell forward onto her face, hands keeping her ass high in the air for him to plunder. When he came it was as though buckets of cum were filling her ass, she tightened her hole painfully around him, her body trying to adjust to the way he swelled in her ass as he bellowed and came. He was the only one to continue thrusting as he came and it was incredibly erotic and painful at the same time.

In the morning Sylvia could barely walk... Chris took her back into his room and let her sleep there for the rest of the day. When she woke up her pussy and ass were still incredibly sore, and she kind of waddled. 

A few days passed before she really felt totally recovered; but as soon as she did, she went looking for "Horse" again, back at the same Frat House.



Frat House Cum Queen



Her given name was Jessica Ann Boynton, but all the guys around the Alpha Phi Alpha fraternity house at State knew her simply as "Messy Jessie". 

The girl was a legend at school. Not for her grades. Not for her athletic ability. Not for her family tree, her dress or her looks. Not that she wasn't good looking a girl. She was no beauty but was very pleasing on the eyes. She went to State part-time, working at a local deli the rest of the time.

I met Jessica in my sophomore year, after I had been accepted into APA. She'd hang around the frat house --- I always thought she was fraternity president Richard Vineland's girl friend --- and joke with members. Sometimes she'd study with us, sometimes she'd watch football or ice hockey and mocked our teams just to get a rise out of us.

Jessica had a nice figure, a little plump but not really overweight. She had long brown hair and brown eyes, but her best attributes were her legs. They were long and slender and given her proclivity toward wearing skirts they were constantly admired by all in the frat. 

How I never heard of her special talents prior to admittance to the frat I will never know, but Jessica was, it turned out, very secretive in her activities. So much so that during the admittance process President Vineland was emphatic at how there was certain "endeavors" that had to and must remain secret. Disclosure of them would mean immediate expulsion from the frat and possibly a broken arm or leg.

He smiled when he told me that, but it was a telling smile. The kind that says I am smiling but I mean what I am saying. 

It turned out that early on many guys in the frat tried to date her, but she would laugh and rebuff all askers. She was like a sister in that regard, she would always be around and it was know she wasn't dating anyone at the frat. 

So what were her special talents? Why am I writing about this legendary girl from college?

Jessica was a cum freak.

A bonafide cum lover, cum junkie, a cum queen of the first degree.

No, she didn't sleep with anyone from the frat, she didn't give head, and she didn't spread those long wonderful legs for anyone we knew. But she was a cum receptacle for us.

Let me explain.

After I was accepted into the fraternity Richard and his sergeant of arms, Riley Christopher, met privately with each new member. There were only a seven of us, and we had already been sworn to secrecy in the initiation process. In this private meeting I was given another chance at resigning ... if I couldn't keep a frat secret. I thought at the time it was about our motto or handshake or something. I soon learned it was about Jessica.

"She is an honorary member of the fraternity, and is essentially second in command," explained Richard, with Riley nodding his head. She can never be president, she's a girl after all, but what she says goes. That's because she is very, very special to us."

Looking at the guys like they were aliens off the Roswell Express, I keep my mouth shut and ears open. They droned on for a while about this and that before getting to the point. 

"Jessica likes cum, she has this thing about it. However you are never to touch her. Nobody does. Nobody can. That's the rule."

My quizzical look sparked additional information.

"There are times when we, uh, accommodate her special needs," said Vineland. "It's under close supervision. But what happens is that we, uh, take care of ourselves and then finish on her body. Sometimes it's her ass, or her pussy or on special occasions, her face. She loves it, rubs it in, and gets off on it. 

"But whoa be the guy who touches her. It has never happened, but let me tell you there will be hell to pay if she's touched."

I couldn't believe my ears. The pretty young girl was a girl from a porno movie? The girl who has made my sandwiches has hands that have been tainted by quarts various guys' personal stuff? 

I must have stammered something about how and when and why and you name it. Richard and Riley smiled, assured me it didn't happen often, but that it did indeed happen. 

"You will see soon, tomorrow night in fact if you want," said the president. "She told me today it was time and we've never let her down. Now if you have qualms about jerking off in front of a frat brother, well, you might not want to attend the ceremony. But if you think you can and you want to watch a real spectacle of erotica then you are invited."

Does the Pope shit in the woods? Of course I'd be there. 

The guys smiled, and I wondered again if this was some kind of trap or initiation ritual I was getting into.

I barely slept that night. I wanted to ask someone about the girl but I was afraid this was all a test. I mean, what kind of girl would allow herself to be the middle of a circle jerk with its goal of shooting on her body?

The following evening I entered the frat house living room which had 15 or so of us "brothers" in attendance. Jessica was not to be found, and nobody spoke her name. There was, though, an air of anticipation of something, and many of the newer guys short of shuffled around.

About 9 p.m. there was a knock at the front door, and Richard went to answer. He returned with a girl that looked something like Jessica. The hair was different --- turns out she was wearing a wig --- but you couldn't miss those special legs. She was wearing a black cocktail dress, no jewelry, two inch heeled pumps and a smile.

"Hello everyone, am I the only girl at a frat house? Oh, that could be dangerous," she said in mock fright. 

President Vineland reminded the assembled that there was no photography, that the doors were locked and were to remain that way, and that the night was just like those in Vegas...what happened in the frat house would stay in the frat house. 

Jessica then took the stage, or, actually, the center of the room.

"Who has gotten laid in the last week?" she asked. 

A couple guys raised their hands.

"Who has jerked off?" 

A few more nodded they had. 

"Well, I hope you have some left for me!" said the special, wonderful, sensual, girl. 

If I wasn't there I would never believe anything like this could possibly occur. I mean, maybe if it was a lady of the night hired to perform. But not a virginal girl who was like a sister to all of us. 

Jessica asked one of the guys near her to unzip her dress, and the guy did so...his hand visibly shaking. She reached down, grasp the hem of her dress, and lifted it slowly up her body and over her head. Boom, just like that, the girl was in her underwear in front of 20 horny college guys.

She mentioned that she wore her outfit at the request of Brandon, one of the senior frat members. "He has a thing for stockings and garters," said the girl of her Victoria's Secret black garter belt and seamed stockings. She also wore a half cup bra that accentuated her small but firm and milky white breasts.

Standing before us in only her sexy undies she waited as a couple guys cleared the middle of the floor and placed a large blanket and pillows in the open area.

"Wait a minute," said the girl.

There was a collective sigh of disappointment as the room thought the girl was having second thoughts about her potential actions.

"Ease up, guys...just put the ottoman down in the center. I want you guys on my behind tonight," said the girl with the sparkling smile.

The ottoman was moved into position and Jessica walked over, knelt and then smiled at us. "Hum, I lost my clothes in front of all you guys. This could be dangerous..."

She commanded us to drop our pants and our underpants. Boxers and briefs dropped to the floor as I tried to cover my privates only to be reminded by our dutifully elected president that it was "cock out and bare" time. "Guys, we are brothers. Pull out your cocks and keep on your socks."

I was totally embarrassed as my cock rose to full attention in front of my frat brothers and the nearly naked girl in the center of the room. I looked around and most guys were looking at Jessica or the floor, but I did notice a couple guys looking around in embarrassment like me. I couldn't help but look at the sizes of cocks around the room.

That's when I noticed Jessica was looking at each and every dick in the room. At this point she wasn't looking at the guy, only the dick. "Stroke those cocks for me, slowly guys. Get a real load going."

We did. Her wish was our command. 

I looked at the girl in her undies and began stroking my dick...I can't every think of a time it was larger. 

"Looks like a couple of you haven't shot in weeks because I see a lot of pre-cum and throbbing dicks," said the shameless girl. "So let's get on with this. You know the rules. No touching. I am going to bend over her with my ass in the air and I want you guys to shoot your loads on me. You have 10 minutes, so don't be embarrassed if you can't cum but once my alarm rings that's it. Understand."

We agreed in unison. 

The girl bent over the ottoman and began wiggling her ass as first one then two then several other guys closed in on the center of the room. 

I no longer thought this was an initiation right of passage or something because not more than a minute later Jeremy was shooting a load of baby batter all over the pretty girl's backside. I swear her ass bounced when the cum pasted her ass, stockings and garters. The girl was constantly talking to the guys, admiring their cocks.

It didn't take long for the next couple guys to finish on her ass as Jessica looked over the shoulder. Once done, they moved back, some of them sat, some of them stood to watch, but others took their place. A couple guys stood in front her, stroking at her face, but she reminded that their cum must be deposited on her behind. 

Jack, the tall quarterback of the football team, stood behind the girl, looking at her butt while stroking his dick. Soon he sent a series of blasts at her ass, but the second and third shots hit her back and some as high as her face. Jessica merely smiled while she rubbed the cum like she would some special face cream. 

It was clear she's had sticky sauce there before. 

I couldn't believe my eyes as guys stepped up to the girl and shot their wads on her ass, back and all over her. Her black stockings were soaked

I was in the third wave, following the crowd to the promised land of Jessica's backside. Despite being covered with loads of man sauce the girl looked fantastic. She was sort of wiggling on the ottoman, her ass moving from side to side as if it was a cum magnet. The cum was all over her bare ass, the garter belt and stockings, with some as high as her hair. There was a pool of several loads of cum above her ass in the hollow of her back.

She looked adorable. 

Her ass was wonderful to look out, and as I stood close to her jerking my cock I saw her reach back and rub the already spent cum on her ass. I stroked my cock as I watched her work the cum she could touch, rubbing it in like it was body lotion. It was so delightfully hot to look at, so much so that I couldn't control myself. 

I started stroking my cock with lightening speed, looking directly at the pretty girl's face. She smiled and that took me over the top, and my dick started spurting all over Jessica's pretty ass. I wasn't real experienced in sex, but I know what felt good. Jerking off on Jessica's ass was spectacular. It was as if nobody else was in the room. 

Spent, I moved back to a chair and watched as the rest of the ensemble shot their loads on the girl, some with grunts, and some almost showing off for the rest of us. The girl got a gallon of male juice all over her body in what I now know if a buttake ritual. 

"Oh you guys are so wonderful," said the girl, rubbing the cream into her ass while using her other hand to work her pussy. We couldn't see what she was doing to her sex, but her hand was moving very fast and I could only imagine her clit was getting a workout. "Oh, I'm cumming," cried the girl, telling us what we already knew from her body actions.   

I swear the girl was shaking with excitement, but it could just have easily been me from watching the erotic sight. 

There was an awkward silence as we all came down from our sexual highs. 

Jessica soon rose, and as she did rubbed more of the cum onto her body. Some slithered down, leaving pearly ropes that were embedded into my brain. "You guys were wonderful," said the girl, looking each of us in the eyes and smiling as she lifted her dress over her head and shimmying it down her body. 

There were a few snags as the sticky stuff sort of slowed the dress along the way, but she was able to get into it and actually look presentable.

"I have get back to work, gotta be there when the movie lets out," explained the wanton girl. "If anyone's hungry I'm sure I can get you the employee discount."

A hour later I was sitting at a booth, staring lovingly at the pretty girl who I had come on not more than 90 minutes before. She was in blue jeans and a deli shirt, but I did notice when she bent way over she still had on that garter belt. 

I could swear, when she waited on our table, she was wearing cum perfume.

Nobody said a word about our activities at the deli. Mum was the word. But back at the frat house Richard asked if I enjoyed myself that evening with the frat cum queen.

Words can't describe those feelings about the Cum Junkie of APA Fraternity. 



Frat House Fun



When I was in college, all the girls went to frat parties every weekend. I was pre-med, so I was always doing homework. They would get all tarted up in short skirts and tight tops, and I would be hunched over a book in sweats and a t shirt eating ramen noodles out of a cup. 

All the girls would come home early Saturday morning, lipstick smeared, with their bras and panties in their purses, and regale me with stories of all the guys they'd fucked. 

Bent over the couch taking it from behind, straddling a guy in his bedroom while blowing his roommate, eating each other's pussies while the guys sat around in a circle and watched and jerked off on them. They even told me about contests! 

One contest that they seemed to have each week was the blow job contest. Two girls would get completely naked and kneel on the floor. Willing participants would drop their pants and stand in line to get blown by these girls. Each girl would blow as many guys as she could in an allotted amount of time to see who could get more guys to squirt on their faces. 

Each girl would have a team of "fluffers" who would tease the guys till they got hard. Sometimes the fluffers were naked too. They fluffers weren't allowed to put their mouths on the guys cocks and were only allowed to use their fingers to lightly stroke the cock. – no jerking the guys off. So most of the girls got naked and masturbated or ate each other out to get the guys hard. Each week they had the contest, the previous week's champion would face off against a new competitor. 

One Friday night my roommate came home pounding her fists in the air and screaming! She came into the room and her hair was all stiff. She had won the blow job contest. I didn't know this, but she had competed three times before and been beaten handily. She told me she had been going over there every night for two weeks and practicing. She would just line the guys up and blow them till they came all over her face. That night she was set. 

The allotted time for the contest was always 12 minutes. The record for most guys jizz was 16. That was the girl from down the hall who had fucked all 14 guys on our floor in the first two weeks of the semester. She was a pro. Well, my roommate sucked off 21 guys. She didn't wash the cream off her face because she was so proud of herself. 

The week of midterms I was a wreck, but wound up doing very well. That Friday, my roommate convinced me to go to the frat party. I got dressed and she gave me a look. She made me change completely into an little tiny skirt with no panty hose, and a very tight short top. She lent me a demi-bra, so my nipples weren't covered. It was cold, and they stood out like spikes. 

I was embarrassed – until we got there. We walked in and most of the girls were topless, and some of them were completely nude. Christy took off her top as soon as we walked in. She encouraged me to do the same. But I couldn't. So she gave me punch for an hour until I was drunk enough, then she helped me off with all my clothes.

I watched as people fucked and sucked all around me. A guy came up to me and started to suck my nipples, without even introducing himself. I didn't stop him. Before I knew it I was on my back and he was fucking me. 

My roommate, Christy, came over and started to kiss me. She used a finger to rub my clit while I was being fucked. She smiled at this guy whose cock was pounding into my wet pussy, and she started to kiss him. He leaned back in such a way that while he was fucking me, she was able to lick my clit. 

I hadn't ever felt anything like that. I came in about 30 seconds. I screamed out loud, and a small but appreciative group gathered to watch us. The guy pulled out and came all over my pussy. 

Christy licked it up, and continued to eat me out until I came again. I was moaning like crazy and before I knew it there was a cock in my mouth. Christy looked up at him and smiled and they traded places. 

In an instant he was buried in my pussy to the balls and Christy straddled my face until her pussy was over my mouth. I was still pretty drunk so I started lapping her up like a cat. The guy who was fucking me pulled out and rubbed his hard cock between Christy's pussy and my mouth. He came all over my face, and so did Christy. 

Before I knew it, they had all moved on, and I was sitting on the couch covered in cum, with Christy next to me, gently rubbing my clit with her finger. The whole episode lasted less than half an hour. I had fucked two guys whose names I didn't even know, and had eaten pussy for the first time in my life. 

"Did you like eating my pussy?" Christy asked. 

I didn't really know the answer to that, it had all happened so fast. But, I didn't dislike it, I guess, so I told her I liked it just fine. 

"Well, we have plenty of time before the end of the year to suck each other off as much as we want. I'll let you find some more cock." 

And then she disappeared into the crowd. 

I sat there alone for a moment, still on my back, with my legs spread wide, before a guy came up to me and asked if I would suck him off. Since he actually asked instead of just putting his meat in my mouth, I obliged. He had a pretty thick cock, but not too long, so I deep throated him. He kept stopping so he wouldn't come. He was moaning and screaming like you wouldn't believe. 

I was blowing him for what seemed like forever when my roommate came over to tell me that it was time to defend her blow job championship, and would I act as a fluffer for her. I looked up at her over this cock and raised my eyebrows. 

She said, "All you have to do is rub your clit a little, and maybe eat some pussy. You like to do that." 

My eyes got wide. I don't think I was ready for that yet. 

Then this guy in my mouth said, "Fuck that, she should challenge you. This is the best blow job I've ever had." 

I pulled away from him and said, "That's it, no fucking way. I am not blowing a dozen guys while a roomful of strangers watch. What am I, some kind of white trash whore?" 

Christy was noticeably offended by this remark, and I instantly felt bad. I tried to stammer out an explanation, but she cut me off. 

"Honey, you fucked two guys on this couch not half an hour ago. You ate my pussy, and gave this guy a blow job, all in front of a room full of strangers who were more than appreciative. You could eat any pussy and suck any cock in this room if you wanted to – they loved your performance so much. You already are a whore. The only reason you won't challenge me is because you know I'll beat your prissy little ass." 

I was so embarrassed, and so sorry for insulting Christy, that I agreed to challenge her. I figured I'd lose graciously and she could continue being the cock queen. 

They threw a pillow on the floor, and I kneeled on it. The guys lined up, cocks in the air, and the first one on my line rested his hard shaft on my closed lips. It was already leaking precum. The bell went off, I opened my mouth, and this guy fucked my face so vigorously that I didn't really do anything at all. He came in about fifteen seconds. The next two guys did the same thing. 

After that it got hard, so to speak. But because of those three guys in the beginning, and because Christy was really drunk, I wound up tying her at 12 cocks each. I was covered in jizz, and so was she. Two girls came over and started to lick the come off us. 

I was then informed that I would have to participate in a tie- breaker. This was endless. I had enough cock in my mouth, and was frankly, a little horny and wanted to have some cock in my pussy for a little while. 

Well, thank god for this tie- breaker. I had a lot of sex in high school, and was more experienced than Christy. She had been a virgin until about 5 weeks before this. She fucked for the first time at one of these frat parties, and even with all the fucking, of the last month, her experiences were more limited than mine were. 

She was noticeably deficient in the area of anal sex, while I had many cocks in my ass in the past. In fact, I loved a hard cock rammed up my asshole.

The tiebreaker was five minutes. Each girl had to make as many guys as possible come in five minutes, using whatever body parts and methods the liked. They provided us with hard guys and lube.

Well, Christy got on her back and took a guy in her pussy, one in her mouth and one in each hand. 

She tried to take one between the tits, but it didn't work out with so many guys. She couldn't hold them together, and he couldn't hold them together and fuck her at the same time.

She was well into this while I lubed up myself and the guys. I gently rubbed lube all around my asshole, and then stuck my finger in my tight little hole to get lube in there. My pussy was plenty lubed already. Then i squirted lube on all the guys and rubbed it in. They liked that. 

I got a kitchen chair and sat one guy in it. I straddled his cock and got a rhythm going. Then I leaned over and told a guy to shove his cock up my ass. He was stunned. I screamed at him to hurry. I took one guy in each hand and told another, "Hey, fuck my face!" I moaned like crazy and bucked like a bronco, which got them all going. 

Christy and I made them all come in around the same amount of time, but she was only working on four, and I had five. In the end, she was able to do eight guys. I got fifteen to come all over me. I was the new cock queen. Christy wasn't mad. She said she would challenge me every week till she beat me. 

Everyone liked the sound of that. 

I became a regular at the frat house, endlessly with a cock filling me somewhere, and Christy and I began regularly eating each other out. I loved college.



His Scent Was of Smoke



Garth, the frat boy who had been helping Sally out, was about to graduate and go back to Boston for some internship his father had set up for him and back to his high society girlfriend. Sally wasn't a fool, she knew it couldn't last. Garth had always been upfront with her, not to say he wasn't somewhat cruel, but then again I was starting to think that all rich boys were somewhat cruel. He would ask her to do things that you know his girlfriend would have never agree to do.

Some things were silly. "He says he wants me to ride him and cluck like a chicken." Sally tucked her fingers under her arms and flapped her elbows like wings.

I laughed out loud at the idea of it.

"I thought he was kidding when he said it on the phone, but when I got to the house he was serious." She feigned a look of shock.

"Did you do it?" I shook my head at the image in my mind.

"Of course! Where do you think I got this?" She held up her wrist, to show me the gold chain on it. Garth was generous, even if he was a freak. On their last night together I was there, but I heard no clucking. 

We had been at a pretty good house party on West Campus, lots of cute guys, trashcan punch (my favorite) and some good food. Being cute girls really did have it perks, not to mention dangers. Despite the high quality party, Sally insisted we leave early, around midnight. She begged me to walk with her to the Beta House. When we arrived there were several guys still up watching TV in the game room. Garth was sitting with them.

"Hey ladies, come join us!" he motioned us in. Sally took the seat next to Garth on one of the black leather recliners. The only seat left for me was between two of his frat brothers on the other couch.

"Hey beautiful, have a seat with Brace and Todd. I promise they don't bite." I don't think Garth ever knew my name. I wasn't even sure he really knew Sally's.

I had met both Brace and Todd previously and I didn't necessarily want to sit so close to either of them. Brace was an upperclassman and Todd was a freshman and closer to my own age. Todd had made me feel stupid at one of the last parties we had attended at the house. We were standing out front on the steps of the big house. Sally had left me alone again, so she could sneak up to Garth's bedroom. There was a keg and plenty of big red plastic cups to fill, so I was cool with being left alone. Todd had noticed me and offered to get me a refill of beer.

"If there are any chips, I'll take those too." University boys were often surprised by the fact that I was always eager to eat. They were used to the college girls who picked at their food, usually ordering salads and talking about being fat no matter how anorexicly thin they looked. Then again these girls always knew where their next meal was coming from and Sally and I didn't. Since I was waiting for Sally, I tried to start a conversation by asking Todd how he liked living in the frat house.

"Frat house, it's a fraternity, not a frat. I mean would you call your sorority a sore?" He shot back.

"I am not in a sorority." I was already regretting the conversation and surprised that he would ever think that I could possibly be a sore whore.

"Well would you call your country a cunt?"

"Ok, so I get it you don't like the word frat. Fine." As I started looking around hoping to discover some way to get away from this boring macho guy, I noticed someone scaling the wall above us. He was using the kind of ropes and gear mountain climbers use.

"What the hell is that guy doing?" I pointed up at him.

Several other guys gathered around us looking up.

"That's Blake. One of the brothers is getting some poontang on the third floor. Blake thought it would be funny to scale the wall and take a picture from the window."

"That's terrible!" It made me very angry to think that these guys would exploit some poor girl and invade her privacy like that. Knowing them, she wasn't even sober enough to give consent to any of it. I hoped it wasn't Sally.

I had recently read in the news that two middle school girls had been at a party at some frat house, both had been given so much vodka that while one threw up and passed out in a bathroom, the other had ended up dead from alcohol poisoning. I had to wonder what else those boys had had in store for them. Worst of all, I thought these were the kind of men who would be our future leaders. It sickened me.

Nevertheless, due to Sally's addiction to Garth and my own taste for free food and booze, not to mention my inability to ever say no to Sally, I repeatedly found myself at that house. One night in an attempt to avoid Todd, I met Brace.

Brace offered me a Jack and Coke and invited me to come partake in "some really good shit." This apparently required that we go down to the basement where, surprise, surprise, we found ourselves all alone on a conveniently placed a couch. 

I was game, not being a prude after all and I always enjoyed a good smoke. He was sweet, if not a bit too handsy, but when he unbuttoned his trousers and began to push my head down into his lap, I decided it was time to find Sally.

Only a few weeks later, I ran into Brace again at another party. Yes, I am sure Sally knew Brace and Garth would be there. Perhaps she had even set me up. I had become used to these sorts of accidental meetings with Garth. Her fascination with Garth often led her to forget what my needs or desires might be, but overall she was a good friend to me, so I forgave her for this one foible.

Brace smiled broadly when he saw me, it was clear he had expected me to be there and that somehow I had been included as part of the bargain. Sally and Garth disappeared quickly, to who knows what dark place.

Brace took my hand, "Let's go for a walk." We ended up outside of the party on a bench, me on his lap, his cold hands trying to warm themselves between my thighs and up my shirt.

"Someone will see us." I feigned a concern for propriety. I found that it worked well with those sort of guys.

"Let's go back to the house." He found my chilly nipple through my bra.

"What could we possibly do there, that we can't do here?" I pushed his hand out of my shirt and looked into his eyes with insincere innocence. Maybe if he had said something strong and dirty or if he had physically insisted, I might have gone back with him, but he was too much of a pussy. He was too weak to say what he wanted, much less take it from me and I knew that.

So, on that last night at the Beta House I found myself seated on the couch between these two men. No I'd have to call them boys, either way I had already established I was not interested in either of them. As the beer continued to flow, Bud Dry cans cracking open and draining down frat boy gullets, both boys seemed to inch ever closer to me. At almost the same moment, each one of them subtly took one of my hands. I was mortified at the thought that either one of them might discover that they were both holding the same girl's hand. I am sure there must be some sort of gay frat boy joke in there, but I so didn't want to discover how these two might react if the truth was discovered.

I leapt up "I have to go to the bathroom, Sally come with me."

She laughed so hard at me when I told her in the bathroom what had been happening on the couch. "You have got to get me away from them, now!" I tried to make her see the seriousness of my predicament.

"Ok, we'll go to Garth's room, his roommate is gone and you can sleep in his bed."

A warm and hopefully clean bed, we are talking about a strange boy's bed after all, sounded nice. I had to admit that was one of the good things about these frat boys, they were generally clean.

Sally liked to go on and on about that fact. "I swear they must shower three times a day. They all smell like shower gel, laundry detergent and cologne. A lot of them even groom down there. It's great!"

****

The roommate's bed was in the loft above where Garth slept. Once I settled in, with Garth and Sally in his bed below, Garth turned out the lights.

I fell asleep quickly on soft sheets under the down comforter. The bed smelled like cologne and dryer sheets. Sometime in the night, I was awakened by the sensation of someone climbing into the bed with me. His scent was of smoke and brisk night air. It was too dark to make out his face, but I could see his shirtless silhouette above me. I could feel his sweet beer breath on my face, as he rolled over me. Then his mouth was on mine.

He began to undress me, pulling my shirt up over my head, unhooking my bra, taking each freed breast into his warm palms and popping my nipples into his wet mouth. He seemed very pleased to find me waiting in his bed and even though I had no idea what he looked like or what his name was, I wanted him too.

His body was firm, well muscled and lean and I suspected he was tan. Those boys usually were. While he was kissing my mouth, he shoved a hand down my skirt and into my panties. Going straight for my clit he started rubbing it, making me gasp. He quickly pulled my skirt and panties off and climbed between my legs. I could feel his hard heat poised against me.

He whispered into my ear, verbalizing the question his body was already asking, "Is it ok?" "Yes." I wrapped my arms and legs around him. He pushed himself inside of me. I held on tight, pressing my cheek against his chest, trying to be quiet. I ran my hands down his smooth muscled back as he labored over me. I've always loved the feeling of a man's ass muscles flexing as he is working in and out of my pussy. My mysterious lover moved slow and steady. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the rhythm of the ride. His breath and pace quickened, he came inside of me and we both fell asleep.

Just before dawn Sally called up to me, "Emily, let's go." Surprisingly enough, there were rules against girls staying in the frat house over night.

Once outside, we ran down the dark street laughing.

I looked at Sally trying to register how she was feeling. "Did you have fun?"

"Yes, but I am going to miss him. I know I shouldn't, but I will. Sorry his roommate came home, I didn't expect that at all. Was that ok with you?"

"Oh yeah, it was fine. I fucked him!" I laughed. "No way! How funny. I bet he was happy. I've actually never met him."

"Neither have I." I laughed t myself. "I couldn't see his face and never got his name." I gave Sally a big smile.

"We are such sluts!" Sally was elated. "Totally!" We both started laughing again, rejoicing in our own sluttiness.

We headed towards the drag as the sun started to light up the sky.

"I gotta wash up before we see the guys." I knew my boyfriend Dario would not be cool with the smell of frat boy all over me.



Frat House Gang Bang



It was a Friday night in spring, prime time for frat parties around campus. My roommate, Shauna, and I were freshmen and often attended one of these parties to have something to do. But we almost always left early out of boredom with the drunken antics of the younger frat brothers. This Friday started and ended differently.

When we arrived at the Frat house we found a good party under way, with mostly upperclassmen in attendance. It was still a romping party, but without the usual obnoxious behavior of the younger boys. Shauna and I circulated and danced. We drank beer and ate the snacks provided. And we drank beer. And we danced. And we drank beer. Most of the men were good looking and so much cooler than the frosh we had gotten used to.

I slow danced with a couple of Junior's and one Senior. They each let me know they liked me; their erections spoke for them. During a rest period I necked with one of the Junior's on a corner sofa, and he made good progress at getting me worked up. My panties were wet when we got up to dance again.

Soon, too soon I thought, the party began to break up, and I realized that it was already two AM. The music was on low volume and the overall noise level was way down. My "date," I think his name was Paul, asked if I would like to see his room upstairs. I knew what he was really asking and I wanted it too, so I said yes. He led me up the stairs to the third floor, and along the way I saw several other brothers give him the V sign. 

In his room we moved to his bed and began necking again. He was a great kisser and my temperature kept rising. Soon we had moved from necking to petting. His hands worked their way up under my top to massage my breasts, naked under my shirt. In no time at all my top was off and he was kissing and sucking my tits, my nipples. It felt wonderful, but I realized the beer had gotten to me. Here I was in a stranger's bedroom with my shirt off, and his mouth and hands all over my tits. What in the world am I doing here, I thought. And the answer became irrelevant as his hand moved to my groin and began to rub me from the outside of my shorts.

He soon moved me along from excited to fully aroused. His mouth still worked on my nipples, sucking and biting, while his hands fumbled at opening my shorts. Once open, he struggled to get them off me. I could hear myself moaning with the pleasure of his mouth. I raised my hips and he pushed my shorts and wet panties down my thighs and my legs. They hung up on my left foot and dangled there, but neither of us paid any attention.

Paul leaned up over me and looked at my bared body, seeming to be hypnotized. Then he gathered himself and looked into my eyes.

"Susan, you're beautiful, truly beautiful. I want to fuck you so much I can't stand it."

It wasn't much in the way of love talk, but it enflamed me. I pulled him down to me and tried to loosen his belt. We struggled together for long seconds, then he pulled back, stood up, and shucked the encumbering clothes: pants, shorts, shirt. He stood there before me for half a dozen heartbeats, naked and beautiful in his own right. Lean, tall, and well muscled. His erection stood pulsing in the low light, curving upward from his pubic hair at its base.

Then he quickly climbed back on the bed above me. I opened my legs to him and he snuggled down between them. There was no more foreplay. He took his erection in his hand and guided it to my opening. He slid the head between my wet lips and soon forced it into me. Oh, god, how good it felt.

I moaned into his ear as he pounded into me. This was not gentle love making. This was hard fucking. And I didn't care, I loved it. His cock thudded into my wet center, making squishy wet sounds and exciting my clit with each stroke. I felt myself rising rapidly toward an orgasm. I urged him on with my clenching vaginal muscles, my legs wrapped around his hips, and with my voice.

"Fuck me, Paul," I whispered to him. "Fuck me hard, honey. Fuck me, fuck me. I'm gonna come." I could hear my voice rising as he slammed into me, and my climax burst in my belly. He kept pumping into me as the tremors raced through my body. And then he yelled and froze with his cock buried deep in my belly. It pulsed repeatedly and I could feel the cum pump into my core.

Paul slumped on top of me and we both tried to regulate our breathing. Suddenly I realized we were not alone. Over his shoulder I could see two guys silhouetted in the doorway by the hall light. 

"Hey, Paul," one of them said, "that's one pretty lady you have there. Want to share?"

Without a word Paul rolled off me and laughed. "Sure, Harry. Harry, this is Susan. She is one hot little Freshman. Susan, this is my friend Harry. And that's Johnnie."

I lay there naked, with Paul's cum leaking from my pussy, as the two approached the bed. I was foggy from the beer and the fuck, but I was nervous. What's going on here? I thought. The answer became obvious in a moment.

Harry started to undress and Johnnie followed suit. As Paul caressed my belly, the two climbed onto the bed. Harry started playing with my breasts, massaging them and rubbing my nipples. Johnnie climbed between my legs and caressed my pussy. Both guys now had full erections. I tried weakly to get up but the three of them made that impossible. Harry began to kiss my breasts and Johnnie rubbed his cock on my pussy lips. Paul held my shoulders and kissed me.

"Easy, Susan. This is just your initiation to our Frat. All the special girls get initiated and become honorary Frat sisters."

I didn't know what to do, but the caresses were starting to get me hot again. In a moment the issue became moot; Johnnie slid his hard cock into me. It went in easily because I was wet and stretched a bit by Paul's previous use of me. I felt full again and liked it. Johnnie started to stroke in and out of me with no further preparation. It felt good, so very good.

Paul pulled back and Harry replaced him, his swollen cock in my face. As it hit my lips I opened my mouth instinctively and took it into me. As I sucked him, I stared up into his eyes and saw his lust reflected there. He began to thrust gently as Johnnie pumped into my cunt. I had cocks in my pussy and mouth at the same time, something totally new to me. I was confused but excited. My hands moved without my conscious thought, one to rub my clit and the other to grasp and stroke the cock in my mouth.

As the two Brothers fucked me I became aware of other men entering the room. A small crowd now surrounded the bed on which I lay, watching me being fucked in mouth and cunt. For some strange reason I was no longer frightened. I was aroused to the point that I came violently on Johnnie's thrusting cock. It made me gag on Harry's cock, now deep in my throat. And it was enough to bring Johnnie off; he came noisily, pumping a load of cum into my already filled pussy. 

As Johnnie climbed off me, another man stepped forward and replaced him in my cunt. Soon Harry erupted with a yell and filled my sucking mouth to overflowing. I tried to swallow the hot cum but much leaked out around his cock to spill over my lips and onto my chin and cheeks. I felt it run down the sides of my face and into my ears. I remember thinking, that tickles.

I soon lost track of who was doing what to me. I kept having orgasms, seemingly one after another. And the men kept coming, too. With my pussy full, they began pulling out to cum, shooting it on me instead of in me. Hot cum splashed on my face and breasts, on my belly and pussy. I was covered in the gooey stuff. The scent of it filled my nostrils and aroused me even more.

Guys were fucking my cunt and my mouth, taking turns and laughing with the insanity of it all. And then someone said, "Hey, she's got another hole we haven't used!"

They flipped me over and pulled my ass high in the air. Someone pressed his erection against my anus. Now I was scared. I wasn't an anal virgin but I knew how tight I was back there. Luckily, I guess, the abundance of sperm that had leaked out of my pussy and down my ass crack was enough to lube me. The guy back there pushed hard and plunged past my sphincter and deep into my rectum. I think I yelled but my mouth was full of Shorty's meat – which almost immediately erupted into me.

The guy in my ass lifted me and rolled onto his back taking me with him. This presented my gaping pussy to the rest of them, and a guy stepped forward and rammed his meat into me. Another stuffed his cock into my now empty mouth. I was being fucked in all three holes, another first for me.

I was reeling with lust and exhaustion by now. As one guy came and moved off me another would immediately replace him in whatever hole had been left empty. By the time the last guy was coming in me the first team had recuperated and came at me again. Throughout this ravaging of my body I was having one orgasm after another, my body shuddering again and again as I came, sweat all over me. When my mouth wasn't stuffed I was crying in pain and ecstasy. 

My mind was awhirl with the constantly changing scene, different guys fucking me in different parts of my body, shooting cum all over me, climbing on and off the bed as they came. I could not keep track of what was going on. All I know is that every guy there took me at least twice, some more. When there weren't any openings available, some guys just jerked off on me rather than wait. Later they told me there were twelve of them, that weekend's "initiation committee."

When they were done with me, not able to get erect again, they backed off. I just lay there with splayed legs, my arms spread as though I'd been crucified, soaked in sweat and covered in drying cum. My pussy and ass felt raw, and my jaws ached. 

I was limp, unable to move. Spent and used, I felt glorious but weak. They stood around or sat, and stared at my so well fucked nakedness. Then spontaneously they began to clap. One guy started and the others began to pick it up. The whole crowd erupted in cheers and laughter. I tried to join in but I didn't have the energy. I just smiled at them. And let out a huge burp, a cum burp. 

That did it. They couldn't even stand they laughed so hard. 

I tried to sit up but didn't have the energy. Paul came and sat beside me and cradled my head.

"Susan, are you OK?" he said. I just smiled at him and shook my head.

They carried me to a spare bed, wiped my hot, smeared face with a cold cloth, and tucked me in. The next morning, late, two of them helped me dress. (I requested that they leave their dried sperm on me. I wanted to show my roommate or I don't think she would have believed my story. 

They drove me home to the house that Shauna and I and several others lived in. I walked from the car to the house with my head high, even though my hair was matted with dried cum.

Shauna met me at the door, her eyes widening in shock. 

"My God, girl, what happened to you?" 

I smiled and told her I would fill her in while I soaked in a hot bath. And I did. And it's a good thing I hadn't washed away the evidence before coming home. Shauna laughed and laughed as she helped me wash it off. 

"Next time, honey, I'm sticking close to you. I'll either keep you out of trouble or join in." 



Frat House Slut



Most of the stories we write are "true". Meaning we've done the things described... with a little bit of "poetic license". 

Karrie is a sexy little bombshell that I've been seeing for a few years now. She's got long blonde hair, beautiful tits, a narrow waist, a nice full ass, and a sexy California tan. She oozes sexuality. She's high energy and low maintenance. She LOVES group sex, being watched, and fucking in public.

I call Karrie and let her know I'm on my way. As usual she asks me what to wear. I know she's expecting the same answer I always give her, which is a skirt, no underwear, and something sexy on top. Instead I tell her to wear her collar. When she asks me what else she should wear, I tell her nothing. She giggles and says, "Baby." Then she asks if I'm serious. I tell her that I am, but that if she's AFRAID she can put on a robe or something.

When I pull up in front of Karrie's apartment I call her again from my cell and tell her to meet me out front. I can't wait to see what she's wearing. 

Karrie walks out the front door wearing a short black silk robe, her studded leather collar with the big ring in front, and a pair of black stilettos. Nothing else. Her hair is fluffed out and in full sex kitten mode, and her pouty lips are colored a crimson red. Her mascara is dark black, giving her green eyes a smoky almost dangerous look. 

She climbs into my truck and I hand her a long piece of folded velvet cloth a tell her to blindfold herself. We drive for a while until I'm sure she's lost all sense of direction, leaving her no idea where we are heading. 

Finally, I stop the driving. Karrie can't see what I'm doing but she can hear me get out of the truck. I open her door and help her out. As she stands, she can feel me attach something to her collar. Seconds later she realizes its a chain.

I fumble for a second at her waist. Finally the robe falls away from her body leaving her naked, outside, in front of anyone who might walk by, but still unable to see where we are.

I take my baby by the elbow. The chain attached to her collar jingles, and its cold links brush across her hardening nipples as I begin leading her forward. 

A door opens. In her blind state it sounds big, old, and wooden. Through her blindfold, things get darker, and the sounds of the outdoors start to fade. The door shuts behind us. She knows we've gone inside, but inside where?

I wrap my lips around Karrie's right nipple. As I bite it, not so gently, and pinch the left one, HARD the way she likes it, she can feel the thumb of my other hand massaging her clit and the ring that runs through it. Her excitement starts to build and she leans into me for support, but instead I move away nearly allowing her to fall. 

Karrie can no longer feel me near her, or hear me moving. But just as the fear sets in, her heightened senses catch a slight scent of my cologne, and she knows I am right behind her. 

I undo her blindfold, and as her eyes adjust to the light, she can see she is standing naked, in the foyer of a massive house. But before she can take in the entire room, I pull gently on the leash attached to her collar and lead her up a very large wooden staircase.

As we reach the second floor, I knock quietly on the first door on the right. Not waiting for an answer, I open the door, enter the room first, and pull her in after. 

The room is smallish, and a little messy with dirty clothes, liquor bottles, textbooks, and porn magazines lying here and there. It looks like someone TRIED to straighten up, but failed miserably. 

It doesn't take Karrie long to figure out we're in a Frat house bedroom! It's also just then that she notices we're not alone in the room. Sitting on a couch are two very young men; maybe 20, could be 21. The first is a black guy, tall and slightly muscular with a bald head. The second is a blonde haired white guy. He's shorter, with hair like his room, slightly messy. He's got big thick arms, and a deep surfer's tan. 

As we move into the room, the two young studs stand up. Antsy and nervous, they stand side by side in the middle of the room. Obviously they know more about what's going to happen than Karrie does, and they're anxious to get started.

With the leash as leverage, I lead Karrie over until we're face to face with them. I introduce the black guy as Latrell and the surfer as Derrick. From behind, pushing gently on her shoulders, I guide Karrie to her knees. She looks back at me just in time to see me hand her leash, and control, to the taller of the two. Taking hold of her wrists, I place one of her small hands on the quickly growing, cloth-covered cocks of each of the guys. Then I lean down, kiss her hard on the mouth and whisper in her ear, "I'll be right here watching. Do what they tell you, and don't disappoint me."

Tracing the lengths of their cocks through their jeans, my beautiful sex slut starts to work both zippers. Getting them both open, she reaches inside, pulling two huge pricks out into the open. 

Although not completely hard yet, they're both easily bigger than any she's seen before. They're even bigger than most of the toys she pleasures herself with when we play, and from the look of awe on her face, I can tell she can't wait to feel them inside her, pounding away at her pussy and filling her mouth. 

Licking her bright red lips, Karrie leans in to get her first taste, her mouth practically watering with anticipation, but before she can satisfy that need, I grab her by the hair telling her to wait. Confused, Karrie looks up and follows my gaze back toward the door just in time to watch at least 7 or 8 people file into the cramped room. 

They're mostly young guys like Karrie's soon to be lovers, but there are also a couple girls. They brush past her and take seats wherever they can; on the couch, at the desk, and even on the floor, with the girls sitting on the guys' laps. All eyes are locked on Karrie and the massive cocks encircled by her diminutive hands. They're here for the show.

The last person through the door is a dark skinned black girl. She's tall and shaped like an hourglass, with a large heart shaped ass. Her long hair is all in braids, and she's dressed in a red patent leather bikini, the top of which struggles to hold in her large, perfectly shaped tits. Her hard nipples protrude out about an inch through cutouts in the bikini top. The outfit is topped off with a matching collar and thigh high lace up boots of the same red leather. 

This girl sits cross-legged on the floor directly in front of me, and utters a single sentence, "My name is Tanisha and I'm here to serve you." She then opens my fly and pulls out my cock. Wrapping her beautifully full lips around its large girth, Tanisha immediately stuffs the entire length of my hard-on into her mouth. Bobbing her head up and down, she gets right to work. 

I look over at Karrie and say, "Now you can start." and as she tastes the first dick, I take the first of many, many pictures.

Still watching me and the beautiful black girl doing her best take my cock to the root, Karrie licks the massive tool in her right hand from the shaved balls all the way to the huge drop of pre-cum leaking from the tip. The sticky sweetness creates a string from the cockhead to the tip of her tongue. She closes the gap between her mouth and Derrick's dick, finally engulfing the head between her wet red lips.

Karrie moves her mouth down the entire length until the bulbous head of Derrick's tool reaches the back of her throat. Holding his balls in her hand, she sucks and slurps his cock, knowing the roomful of people is squirming with sexual excitement from her actions.

With her left hand, she strokes up and down the monstrous piece of hard black flesh in her fist. She can't even wrap her hand completely around its huge trunk, and its length almost matches that of her forearm. 

Smacking her lips, Karrie takes her mouth off surfer dude's glistening prick, and turning her head slightly, she does her best to stuff the plum-sized head of LeShawn's cock into her mouth. With some effort she gets the head past her stretched lips, and moves the length further into her mouth, managing to take only half of the huge cock before nearly gagging as it hits the back of her throat. Moving her fist up and down the rest of Latrell's shaft, Karrie starts bobbing her head up and down on his meat.   Meanwhile, Derrick has knelt behind Karrie. He has her leash in his hand and pulls firmly on it, letting her know who has the power. From behind Derrick begins exploring her wetness, probing her slick pussy with his fingers until he finds the small silver ring dangling from her clit. As he manipulates and tugs on her piercing, Karrie makes small whimpering cries around the cock filling her mouth.

Tired of teasing, and ready to take some pleasure for himself, Derrick looks up at Latrell and motions for him to kneel, which he does. For a minute, Karrie and Latrell kiss. It's a passionate, sexual kiss and Latrell pinches hard on Karrie's stiff nipples, remembering the instructions I gave the guys on her likes and dislikes. 

Using the leash, Derrick yanks Karrie out of her stupor, and with a handful of hair he pulls her to her down to her hands and knees. Using her hair to guide her, Derrick shoves her head forward and Latrell begins fucking her face. The tone has changed slightly and the two men begin asserting their dominance as they become surer of their control over their sexual plaything.

With one hand on Karrie's waist holding the leash, and the other wrapped in a fist around the base of his cock, Derrick glides the head of his prick up and down the dripping wet lips of Karrie's cunt, gathering up her slick juices for the coming invasion. Without warning, and using the leash and collar to draw her back toward him, Derrick plunges the entire length of his turgid dick into the tight hole of her sex until the head brushes her cervix. Derrick's sudden thrust pushes Karrie's mouth further down over Latrell's massive erection, further than she could have gotten on her own, nearly gagging her. But at the same time her cunt releases a volume of juices in response to the feeling of being so completely full of cock. After the initial thrust, and a few seconds for Karrie to adjust to the huge width of the tool now stretching her insides, the three lovers settle into a rhythm, with the men each pounding away and thrusting with near animal intensity as they take their sexual needs out on their willing slut.

While all this is going on, the scene around the room has changed too. Every guy in the room has his pants open and his cock out. Many have taken their pants off completely and are openly stroking their pricks, mesmerized by what is happening in front of them. One of the girls, a built brunette with long full hair and huge tits, stands up and reaches under her incredibly short skit to remove her tiny little thong. Swinging it around on her finger she launches it in the direction of one of the other girls, a smallish red head with a cute freckled body, and small pink nipples, who catches it and wraps it around the thick hard on of the guy next to her, using it to jack him off.

The now pantiless brunette settles into the lap of guy she doesn't know, allowing his exposed cock to bury itself into the depths of her slippery cunt. She wiggles her ample ass settling herself into position, and begins a slow, grinding, circular motion. Pulling down the spaghetti straps of her tank top, the brunette exposes her massive D cups, and grabbing the hands of her "mount", this cowgirl places them on her big tits, and letting out a satisfied sigh she returns her attention to the stars of the show. 

All around the room similar scenes are taking place, as the smell of sex and arousal, and the visual stimulation around them turns these voyeurs in active participants.

My situation has changed too. The gorgeous exotic beauty that had been enthusiastically servicing my member suddenly stands and straddles my lap. Looking me in the eye, Tanisha undoes the ties of her top allowing it to fall at my feet, and allowing her luscious tits to brush against my face. Her scent is erotic and unique, a blend of spice and flowers unlike anything I have ever smelled. As I suck her breasts and nip at her Hershey Kiss shaped nipples, my ebony sex slave takes my hand and places it on the ties holding her bikini bottom together. I pull the strings, untying the knots holding the tiny pieces of red leather against her body. As the bottoms fall away, the scent of her arousal reaches my nose, and I redirect my attention from her nipples to her hairless pussy. Her cunt is beautiful with full engorged lips and a large protruding clit that I couldn't help but suck into my mouth. Tanisha shudders and shakes, a soft kitten-like noise escaping her lips as I kiss and lick the juices from her pussy. Her taste is unlike anything I'd ever experienced and I cannot get enough. The contrast of her dark brown pussy lips and the deep pink inside her sex makes the vision all the more intense.

When she can't stand it anymore, Tanisha bends her lithe muscular legs and lowers her perfect heart shaped ass until her cunt makes contact with my throbbing cock. I was sure she could feel my pulse pounding in my hard on, and I could see her already ragged breathing in her nearly six-pack abs.

The wet heat coming from Tanisha's sex is incredible, and as she lowers herself onto my cock the hot, wet, tight feeling is so intense I'm afraid I might lose my load before we even get started, but I manage to hold back, and when she finally settles in and is fully impaled on my manhood, I know this will be a unique experience.

My plaything leans in and touches her dark full lips to mine, starting a long hard kiss, her tongue pushing its way insistently into my mouth and her long black braids brushing both sides of my neck. The kiss is so involved, and the velvety vice of her pussy so pleasing, that it takes a few seconds before I realize that our position is blocking my view of the action in the center of the room. I decide it is time to assert my control over this young thing, and so I stand up, taking Tanisha with me, still riding on my dick. I turn us around and placed her ass on the chair I have just vacated. With my erection still buried to the balls in her hot wet snatch, I take her legs by the ankles and place them on my shoulders opening her wide. Then I turn the chair around so that I am facing the center of the room again and can look over the top of her head at the sexual fantasy playing out there. 

With our new position settled, and my slut's ankles locked behind my head, I grab the edges of the chair and begin pounding the entire length of my cock in and out of her cunt, each thrust bottoming out before withdrawing to the tip to do it again. 

I look over the back of the chair at the action on the floor, and what I see makes me even harder. Latrell is now lying on his back, with Karrie straddling his hips and his massive black cock stretching her cunt like never before. She's facing away from me, and toward Latrell, giving me the perfect view of his prick gliding in and out as she moves her ass up and down. Derrick is standing next to them, and with her head turned to the side, Karrie's cheeks puff in and out as he drills his meat into her mouth. Using her hair, he pulls her head forward and back, fucking her face with an almost savage pleasure. 

I've fucked my athletic black slut until my legs are ready to give, so I decide it's time for a change. Removing her legs from around my neck, I withdraw my cock from the confines of Tanisha's cunt, and grabbing a handful of her hair, I pull her up out of the chair. Spinning her around I sit myself in the chair facing the center of the room. Still using her hair, I guide Tanisha to my lap and pull her pussy down onto my upright cock. She settles in and begins to pump herself up and down on my rod.

Karrie can see the position change I've made, and with her head to the side, she now has a clear view of my white prick working in and out of Tanisha's beautiful black flesh. Working herself free, Karrie begins to crawl on hands and knees toward us. Catching a nod from me, her two "masters" allow her to reach us. When she does, she looks up to see me staring down at her, and without losing my gaze she begins to tongue my length as it is exposed and then buried in wet pussy. After working her tongue up and down my shaft, Karrie then licks upwards until the tip of her tongue finds Tanisha's fat protruding clit. Karrie flicks it gently, circling the clit with the very end of her tongue. The black girl shudders in orgasm and her cum floods down my cock. Karrie swipes her tongue across and around my balls catching my love slave's juices. 

When she can find nothing more to taste Karrie wraps her fist around my girth and on the next upstroke, pulls it from its warm surroundings and plunges it into her mouth finding yet more of Tanisha's cum. Replacing the cum with her own slick saliva, Karrie gives me an impish grin as she positions me for re-insertion. I don't get the reason for the smile until a moan from Tanisha and the unbelievable warmth and extreme tightness tell me that Karrie has sent my cock sliding into Tanisha's incredible ass.

As Tanisha takes more and more of me into her ass, Karrie stands and kisses her hard on the mouth, giving Tanisha a taste of her own sex mixed with the flavor of my manhood. Then with a trouble making defiant look, Karrie leans on Tanisha's shoulders driving her down and burying me balls deep in her moist gripping ass. Karrie next turns her attention to me, giving me a deeper and harder version of the kiss Tanisha got. Afterwards she turns on her heel and bounces her way back to her two waiting studs.


Apparently no longer content to play the willing slave, Karrie guides Derrick to the floor on his back and quickly mounts his dick. She's facing me and keeps her eyes locked with mine. I have no idea what she has in mind and can only watch as she takes Latrell's black hard on into her throat. It's not until I see her take Latrell by his massive spit covered shaft and direct him toward her upturned ass that I start to get an inkling of what she has in mind. Does she really think she can take both of these gargantuan pricks inside her at the same time?

Never taking her eyes from mine, Karrie lines Latrell up with the tiny puckered opening of her ass, and as the look on her face changes from one of mischief and defiance to one of concentration mixed with extreme pleasure and just a touch of pain, I know that Latrell's tree trunk of a cock has begun its invasion. 

Karrie's breathing becomes ragged and she starts to tremble as Latrell works more and more of his cock into her slowly stretching asshole. With about half of Latrell's length inside her, Karrie sits up and wraps her arms backward around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder as she catches her breath. Latrell takes this opportunity to cups her tits in his large hands, tweaking her nipples, and gently biting her neck.

With her wits back about her, Karrie takes a deep breath and drops back to her hands and knees. Then letting out a guttural moan and glaring at me through lust laden eyes she pushes back forcefully, impaling herself on the huge black cock in her ass and the almost equally large one waiting in her pussy.

As Karrie and I watch each other fulfill our lustful needs we continue to glare back and forth, each increasing the ferocity and intensity of our actions, me by pounding into Tanisha's willing ass, and Karrie by thrusting back onto the two powerful pricks invading both her openings. We fall into synchronous rhythm our thrusts matching one another in frequency and intensity. 

Around the room the watchers seem inspired by what they're seeing. The busty brunette is now being fucked hard from behind by one of the random guys, and her face is buried in the pussy of the red head who earlier had caught her thong while the red head's previous playmate is fucking her face with his long thick cock.




Frat House Slut



The guys without girls are furiously pulling on their turgid pricks trying to match the tempo set by Karrie and her DP show, and all hoping to climax at the same time she does.

The sounds coming from around the room spur on the actions of the stars, and their thrusting becomes even more frenetic. Sweat begins beading across Latrell's bald head and rolling down his broad back, a sure sign of his efforts. 

Through clenched teeth, Latrell announces his impending orgasm followed immediately by the same announcement from Derrick. Both know the ending Karrie wants and Latrell slips his pulsing prick from her stretched and tingling asshole while Derrick struggles to get free from underneath her.

Standing one on either side of her head, both guys try to stuff their cocks into her mouth, Derrick's tasting of her pussy and Latrell's with the muskier, stronger taste from deep in her ass. Derrick temporarily wins the mock battle and gets the length of his meat working in and out of Karrie's mouth while her hand rapidly jacks Latrell's waiting cock. Within seconds Derrick takes a deep breath and begins launching jet after jet of thick ropey semen across the tanned globes of Karrie's tits. 

After 5 or 6 shots, Derrick's orgasm has slowed to a dribble, which Karrie quickly sucks up from the head of his slowly deflating organ. But with no chance for her to rest, Latrell grabs her by the hair and redirects her face and her attention toward his now impending load. With a grunt and a sigh, Latrell sends torrents of milky white jizz from the end of his black hose where it splashes across Karrie's tongue and her cheek. Most of it rolls thickly down her neck to drip off her hard protruding nipples. The rest continues hotly down past her belly button and collects on the lips of her pussy.

Completely spent Karrie's two lovers collapse on the floor, their jobs done and their appetites fulfilled. Karrie however is far from done, and seeing that I have slowed my pace and am taking my time now enjoying Tanisha's pleasures, she crawls across the floor to the first hard cock she can reach. Working at a frantic pace she jacks and sucks the grateful guy to a quick orgasm swallowing most of his load and allowing the rest to escape down her body to collect with Latrell's earlier contribution.

As she beings to work her way around the room from guy to guy, urging them on, helping them out, and swallowing or wearing their cum, those remaining become impatient, gathering around her and letting their loads fly, hitting her in the face, and painting her tits and stomach white. 

To make sure I don't miss a thing I stand up, keeping my cock firmly lodged in Tanisha's bowels. I lower her to her hands and knees, just inches from where Derrick and Latrell lay recovering. Now my view is unobstructed as I watch Karrie finish off them last of the random watching guys.

Karrie makes her toward us on her hands and knees, almost stalking her prey. When she's in range she lashes out and takes Tanisha by the hair, mashing their mouths together and sharing the cum she's collected. I can tell by her behavior that submissive Karrie is completely gone and she has something in mind.

When the jizz is gone and her face is licked clean, Karrie pulls Latisha forward by the hair until my still raging hard on leaves her asshole completely. Then Karrie flips Latisha over onto her back and straddles her face. Lowering her pussy, slick and coated with the loads of a half dozen guys until her pink puffy lips make contact with the full dark lips of Latisha's mouth, Karrie rests back on her heels. After the rough pounding treatment of two massive cocks, Latisha's lips offer a soothing almost cooling touch.

Dropping to her elbows, Karrie practically inhales my erection, savoring the musky flavor of Latisha's asshole, and whimpering in pleasure from the feeling of Latisha's tongue on her overly sensitive clit and pussy.

Having gotten her fill, Karrie runs the head of my cock up and down Latisha's slit allowing her spit to mix with Latisha's juices and getting it ready for another run at Latisha's ass. 

With one hand cupping my heavy balls, Karrie uses her other hand to guide me back into the snug depths of Latisha's rectum. But with Karrie massaging my nuts and keeping her fist wrapped around the exposed part of my cock, it's only minutes before Karrie feels my gonads draw up toward my body and she knows I'm going to cum. 

Staring me in the eye, and grinding her cunt on Latisha's willing mouth, Karrie urges me on, telling me, "C'mon Baby. Do it. Fill her ass with your cum. Let me feel it pulsing through your cock and into her ass. I want to see it leaking out of her cute little black pucker. I want to suck the cum off your dick when you pull it out of her ass. Baby please..."

Unable to hold back any longer, and feeling like every nerve in my body ends in my dick, I finally let go, and the release is unreal. I actually can feel each pulse of my orgasm as it leaves my cock and jets into Latisha's ass. With my balls up against her ass cheeks, and resting in Karrie's hand, I push every last inch of my prick into Latisha as I empty every available drop of semen into Latisha's clutching bowels.

As my explosion comes to an end, and I shake a little in relief, Karrie leans forward and kisses me fiercely, whispering in my ear, "Thank you Baby, this is the most amazing thing you've done for me yet."

Then returning once more to her elbows, Karrie eases my still mostly hard cock from Latisha's body and looking up at me says, "Mmmm... Let me take care of this for you Baby", and slowly engulfs my entire prick in her throat, cleaning its length as she goes down on me.

By the time Karrie has finished servicing my cock Latisha has slid out from underneath her and the room has emptied. The silence is a nice change. Stacked near our clothes are two huge fluffy towels and some scented oils with a note thanking us for an incredible good time and a great show and inviting us back anytime. It also welcomed us to take a nice long soak in the hot tub on the private back deck. We, of course, took advantage.