A sorority initiation gets out of hand
I was a freshman at an out-of-state university. It was my first time away from home, and it was totally cool not having to live by anyone else’s rules. Mom and Dad weren’t around to tell me what time to come home, or whom I should be seeing. I came and went as I pleased, and went to class only when the mood hit me.
My roommate was totally with it. She was into the hottest sorority on campus, and she got me in, too. I didn’t even have to do anything stupid for initiation. All I had to do was get invited to a party at the coolest fraternity on campus. And that was no sweat, since I had already been seeing a guy who belonged. The only catch was that I had to make the night especially memorable for the guy who got me in. He was supposed to take some pictures to prove that I had actually been there and done that.
So it was early when I met Scott at the house. He was helping Mike, one of the other frat boys, set up the keg, while his buddies, Keith and Patrick, set out some chips and dip. Scott handed me the first mug drawn from the keg, and I sat down on the couch. It wasn’t long before he and the other three guys joined me. I was a little nervous, my heart pounding in my chest, as they squeezed in close to me on the couch. They guzzled beer from their mugs, and I did the same, just trying to chill a little. Then Scott’s hand crept up under my blouse and he started kissing my neck.
I hadn’t worn a bra, wanting tonight to be as easy as possible, so when he pushed my blouse up, my bare breasts were exposed to his friends. My face turned red and my cheeks were hot. “Take it all off,” Mike coaxed.
“Yeah, baby, why don’t you stand up and strip for us? That would make the night totally unforgettable,” Patrick suggested.
“Yeah, and your sorority sisters will be satisfied that you passed their little initiation,” Scott whispered.
I had never done anything like this before. Truth be told, I was still a virgin, and I was more than a little scared. But I couldn’t let them know that. I had to act like I was really experienced, like I had been around and knew exactly what I was doing.
“Sure, why not?” I agreed.
I stood up, just a little unsteady on my feet. They were staring at me, making me the center of attention, and that was causing a familiar tingle to shoot through me. I wanted to strip for them, make them want me.
I unbuttoned my blouse in time to the music, then slipped it off. They whistled and yelled as I unzipped my jeans. My head was spinning, but I couldn’t stop. I inched my jeans down and let them fall to the floor. Their hands caressed my naked body as I wiggled my ass and shook my breasts for them. We were all really enjoying ourselves.
Then I heard the unmistakable sound of zippers being yanked down. I wasn’t surprised when a hard, hot cock rubbed against my thigh. Scott pulled me toward the couch, his cock stiff and the purple, plum-shaped head oozing.
I lay back, spreading my legs wide. Scott stood over me for a minute, and then I saw the flash of the camera and heard the click of the shutter. Someone was taking pictures of me—naked and exposed, my pussy dripping in anticipation. But I didn’t care. I was loving it—and I was thrilled that they all wanted me so badly.
“Why don’t you stand up and strip for us?”
Scott aimed his cock for my quivering pussy and drove it home in one powerful jab. It was totally awesome, feeling that hard poker sliding deep into my dripping pussy. He didn’t stop for even a second, just began to ride me like a horny rodeo wrangler. The other guys circled around, holding their cocks in their hands and waiting impatiently for their turn to fuck me.
I bucked my hips, meeting each jab as my clit throbbed with excitement. It was like I was someone else, not the shy little girl I had been in high school. I even got the nerve to reach out and start
feeling up the guys standing beside me. I handled their bloated balls like a pro, rolling and stroking the tender flesh.
“Harder. Faster,” I coaxed, as I felt the heat spread slowly from between my thighs.
Scott eagerly complied, ramming his body harder and faster against mine. He was getting close. I could see it in his face, and I could feel his intensity, his overpowering need.
My pussy tightened repeatedly around his horny cock.
I closed my eyes as waves of pleasure rippled through me. My entire body trembled, and my pussy tightened repeatedly around his horny cock. I groaned and thrashed as his cock continued to tease me, bringing me quickly to a second climax. I had never known it could be so good, didn’t know what I’d been missing.
Then his muscles tensed and his body shook. I felt his cock jerk and twitch inside me, his hot cream flooding my insides. He made one final powerful lunge, then collapsed on top of me. His lips mashed against mine, and his tongue dived into my mouth. His kiss was desperate, hungry.
“You’re so hot,” he whispered into my mouth.
Then he got up and stepped aside, making room for his frat brother, Mike, to take his place. Mike’s cock was shorter but fatter than Scott’s.
“It’s a good thing he got you all warmed up,” he said, his voice hoarse with excitement. “Because if he hadn’t, you wouldn’t have been able to take this in your tight little pussy.”
I took a deep breath and readied myself for the oversized intruder. I could definitely feel the difference when Mike’s thick poker nudged its way into my juicy pussy.
Patrick was getting impatient as I groped his cock and balls. He decided he couldn’t wait any longer. He got down on his knees right beside my head and rubbed his cock against my lips. His cock was longer and thicker than either Scott’s or Mike’s. I wasn’t sure I could take it, no matter where he put it.
“Come on, baby, open wide. Suck it.”
I hesitated for a second, then parted my lips and let the smooth, hot flesh slide onto my tongue. It was the most incredible feeling. I loved sucking cock, wanted to swallow up that pulsating piece of meat. I couldn’t wait to feel him cum in my mouth, to taste his come for the first time.
The two cocks rammed in and out of my body in time to the music. Keith was standing close enough for me to give to his cock a couple of quick yanks while he waited for one of the others to get his rocks off.
I was in heaven, my head spinning. I didn’t think I would ever feel this good again. Patrick’s big, hairy balls slapped against my chin each time he rammed his cock into my mouth. His cock plunged deeper and deeper into my throat, almost making me gag. He pulled back for just a second, giving me time to catch my breath, then slammed back into me. I let his cock slide as deeply as possible into my throat, then swallowed around it. He groaned and fucked my mouth harder and faster. In no time, his cock was wiggling and jumping in my throat, and his hot cream was blasting my tonsils.
I swallowed again and again, milking his cock and at the same time trying not to drown in his huge load. Finally, he let his cock slide out of my mouth. He brushed my hair back away from my face as Mike’s cock squirmed and thrashed inside me, depositing his load deep in my belly. His cream spewed into me, in one huge wad, then several smaller wads. He kept his cock buried deep inside me until it had quit jumping, then pulled out and stepped back.
“She’s all yours,” he said, gesturing to Keith.
I was nearly exhausted. But there was one more stud who needed to be satisfied. I stretched and then readied myself, waiting for him to move between my thighs. Instead, he stood over me for a second, like he wasn’t sure what he wanted to do.
“Roll over, sweet stuff. I’m not going to use that stretched pussy. I’ve got other plans.”
My heart raced. I hadn’t heard stories from any of my friends about taking it up the ass. But I was sure it wouldn’t feel good. I hesitated, looking up into his hungry brown eyes. He looked like he had his mind made up, and I wasn’t sure I was in any position to argue. So I rolled over and crawled into position, my ass-cheeks spread and my quivering sphincter exposed.
I parted my lips and let the smooth, hot flesh slide onto my tongue.
Somehow the flash of the camera made me feel a little better, a little braver. I readied myself for the oversized intruder, expecting the worst. Keith came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist to steady me. He rubbed his wet, sticky cock up and down my crack before aiming it for the tight hole in my center. He nudged against me, slowly stretching the tiny entrance to my body.
I groaned, then took several deep breaths. His fingers crept down to my wet slit, rubbing and teasing my sensitive bud, as his tool burrowed slowly into me. The sensation was strange, unfamiliar, a mix of pleasure and pain as he filled my insides.
He stopped, letting me get used to the feel of his thick cock buried up my ass. Then he began to ride me—gently at first, with long, deep strokes. His fingers still played with my clit, bringing me closer and closer to climax. Then his pace shifted, and his strokes became short, quick jabs as he got more and more turned on.
Everyone looked on as his cock rammed in and out of my body. I wiggled and squirmed, pushing my ass back to meet each inward thrust. I wanted his cock buried balls-deep inside me. This was totally awesome. I knew I would come soon. My body had already surrendered to the new sensations.
“Too bad we didn’t have the camcorder set up. This would have made an awesome fuck-flick,” Mike said, as Keith’s cock jabbed into me again and again.
I was hot, my body on fire. I couldn’t hold back a second longer. I gave in to the most powerful, most incredible orgasm of my life. I nearly blacked out, I was so exhausted and overwhelmed.
Then Keith shot his load deep in my ass. I could feel his cock pulsating as each burst spewed into me. He kept his arms wrapped around me until he had finished coming, then let me go.
His cock slid from my stretched hole, leaving me empty and deserted. I dropped down on the couch, ready to sleep. Someone threw a blanket over me and they all disappeared.
When I woke, I was upstairs on a bed. I looked around, listening to the music and voices downstairs. The party was in full swing, and I had nearly missed it. I was pulling on my jeans and T-shirt when the door opened. Scott walked in, the other three guys following him.
I was nearly exhausted. But there was one more stud who needed to be satisfied.
“Welcome back,” he said. “We didn’t know if you were ever going to wake up.”
“You wore me out,” I said. “But I’m all rested now.”
“Great. Because you haven’t met a lot of the brothers. And I’m sure they would love to get to know you.”
“Are you sure you want to share me?” I teased, smiling and winking at them.
“Well, maybe not,” Patrick replied. “Maybe she should be our little secret.”
“True. We are the seniors,” Mike agreed. “And we don’t want to waste her on the underclassmen. They’ll get their turn next year, after we’re gone.”
I smiled, glad that they knew what a treasure they had discovered. I wanted to service them, then repeat the experience as often as possible. And the possibility of having a new class of studs next year made me even hotter!