Frat House Slut

Frat House Slut

This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental. All characters involved in any sexual activity are over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy this story. Constructive criticism is always welcome.

******************************************************************

I attended a small Midwestern Liberal Arts College where much of the social life depended on the Fraternities and Sororities. However I was attending on scholarships and financial aid; there was no money for Sorority membership for me. After spending almost every weekend in my dorm room freshman year I decided to take matters in my own hands.

During the first weeks of my sophomore year I checked out the guys at the 'I Felta Thi' Fraternity. It was not the most prestigious house on campus but it wasn't the dregs of campus either. And most of the guys were fairly good looking.

I checked out several guys from 'I Felta Thi' and identified a couple who I was pretty sure were not dating anyone. Then I dressed with no bra and lots of cleavage, putting my 38"+ bust on display. I know that I am a bit overweight, but it does give me a huge bust which most guys like.

I engineered myself into a line for concert tickets right behind one of the guys from 'I Felta Thi' and I struck up a conversation with him after 'innocently' brushing my breasts against his arm a couple times. Being the red-blooded American male that he was, it was only a few minutes until he asked if I had time to get a cup of coffee.

His gaze rarely left my exposed cleavage as we talked, and not too surprisingly, he invited me to go to the Frat party on Saturday night. He said that he would meet me at my dorm at 8 Saturday night and we exchanged phone numbers.

I sent him a text message saying how happy I was that we had happened to meet. I also sent him a picture of me from the waist up that showed slightly more cleavage than I had been displaying when we met. I wanted to hook him good.

He texted back almost immediately, saying how excited he was for our date on Saturday. It was only Tuesday so I waited until the next day to respond. I agreed with him about being excited about Saturday and we exchanged a string of texts. I commented that I was hitting a wall on studying. He almost immediately suggested that we could take a study break, and maybe take a walk or something. I told him that I wasn't dressed to go out; I had been studying wearing just my panties.

As predicted he suggested that I could 'come as you are'. I said I would put on some shorts and a t-shirt and could be ready in 15 minutes. Of course he said that he would be waiting in my dorm lobby.

I brushed my hair and did a little makeup, put on shorts, and a t-shirt without a bra. I showed up about 20 minutes after our conversation. Mike was effusive in his compliments on my appearance, but his eyes were mostly fixed on my swaying breasts.

I took his arm as we started to walk around campus. We moved without a specific destination in mind. I kept my full, soft breasts pressed against his arm as we walked until we found a spot along the path that had very little illumination. Mike stopped and looked into my eyes, slowly moving his head closer and closer to mine. I closed my eyes as his lips approached mine. We kissed softly and gently, and then with a little more fervor.

I allowed my breasts to rub against his chest as our kiss continued. Then I pulled back slightly, saying, "We should do that again sometime soon." Mike actually blushed at my comment.

We walked a little farther until we reached another dark place along the path. Mike stopped again and turned to me. I stretched up and put my arms around his neck, pressing my breasts against his chest, and welcomed his lips to mine. We kissed longer than before, our tongues dancing and twining around each other. I could feel his erection pressing against me as our kiss continued. When we separated this time, both of us were panting slightly.

As we walked along I said that I still had some studying yet to do, so we headed back to my dorm. We kissed again before we parted. "I'm so looking forward to Saturday night!" I told him.

"So am I!" he said enthusiastically. "Would you like to plan another study break for another evening? Maybe tomorrow night?"

"Give me a call tomorrow night and we can see how our studying is going. OK?"

"Sounds good! I definitely will." Then he continued, "Talk to you soon."

We went out for a late pizza snack the next night. We had a chance to spend more time talking and he seemed like a nice guy. Of course he was also focused on my unencumbered breasts, watching them bounce and sway. We finalized plans for Saturday night and he asked if I was available for Friday evening. I declined; I didn't want him to think that we were becoming an exclusive couple.

I spent a quiet night Friday night, studying and doing laundry. I did not reply to the texts from Mike that evening but waited until mid-morning on Saturday. "Sorry that I didn't get back to you sooner, I was busy last night. Looking forward to seeing you tonight."

Mike met me in the dorm lounge. He had dressed up slightly, wearing a button down shirt and khaki pants. I wore a sundress that was low cut, displaying my braless breasts to good advantage. The skirt was fairly short and flirty so that it would rise high when I would spin or move. In combination with that I wore a pair of skimpy red thong panties. I was not dressed like a slut, but I thought that I certainly would look sexy.

Mike stopped in his tracks when he saw me. "Wow! You look great! You look better than great, I don't have words to describe how great you look!" Obviously he was blown away by my appearance.

We walked to the 'I Felta Thi' fraternity house and he escorted me in. We met several other guys and their dates. Everyone had a beer or a drink in hand. We moved through the foyer and into the room where the band was playing. As we began to dance I was afraid that Mike would suffer whiplash as he tried to follow the motions of my breasts.

When a slow dance started to play, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself up onto tiptoes and squashing my big melons against his chest. I could feel his erection pressing against me as we moved. I gave him a warm kiss as the song ended. Then we took a break for some refreshments.

One taste of the punch confirmed my expectations that it included alcohol. While I didn't object to a little alcohol, I didn't want to get drunk either. I sipped at my drink, and we tried to talk but the band was too loud. We moved out to the porch where several other people were also gathered.

I wanted a chance to chat with some of the others, so I finished my drink and asked Mike to get me a refill. While he was gone I chatted with the other people. When guys asked who I was with, I made a point of saying that I came with Mike, but I wanted to date around for a while and didn't want to be serious with any one guy.

When Mike returned we went back inside. I set my glass down so we could dance some more. I moved and allowed my boobs to bounce all around, I spun and allowed my skirt to rise and show my legs high on my thighs. I wanted to attract the attention of as many guys as I could. And I seemed to be succeeding.

Between dances one of the other guys, brothers I was told, asked to dance with me. Mike was a gentleman and agreed. Over the next hour or so, several other of the brothers asked for a dance, but I made sure that I always danced at least one dance with Mike between any of the others.

It was beginning to get late and the crowd on the dance floor had thinned significantly. Mike asked if I would like to see his room, and I agreed. He followed me up the stairs, which probably gave him a pretty good view, and directed me to his room.

The room was rather small with a desk and a couch, a closet and not much else. "Where do you sleep?" I asked incredulously.

"We have a big common bunk room on the top floor. But this gives everyone in the house a study room of his own."

"Your room is very neat and handsome, just like you." I said.

"Thank you. Would you like to take a seat? I have some more refreshments if you would like."

I sat on the couch, leaving room for Mike to join me, and said, "I'm really not much of a drinker. I think I'm fine. Why don't you just sit beside me on the couch?"

He didn't need to be asked twice; he sat down close to me and put an arm around me. We kissed. It was a warm and wonderful kiss. Then we kissed some more. Soon our tongues were dancing and dueling in each other's mouth. We kissed and kissed and kissed.

I was leaning against Mike and rubbing my big boobs against him as we kissed. He cautiously placed one hand on my breast, and when I didn't object he began to feel its size and weight in his hand.

We continued to kiss and he began to stroke and caress my breast. I arched my back, pressing my breasts against him, and I moaned. He stroked and caressed my big tit as it filled and overfilled his hand.

I reached down to the huge lump in his pants and traced my fingers along its length. Mike stopped and moaned. I think that he was afraid that he would lose control. He pulled me toward him so that I was lying on top of him. His one hand had slipped under my skirt and was feeling my naked thighs.

I could feel his rigid erection pressing against me through his trousers, and he was humping against my pussy mound as he felt higher and higher up my leg. I was sure that he was going to explode when he reached my naked buttocks. He brought up his other hand and gripped both of my butt cheeks in his hands. I ground my pussy mound against his throbbing cock and it was too much for him. He groaned and jerked and spasmed as he shot his load into his pants.

He looked appalled when he realized what had happened. I kissed him and said that I took it as a compliment that he had been that excited to be with me like that. I suggested that I could wait in the hall while he changed, and he agreed.

Then he walked me back to my dorm. We talked as we walked and I told him that I would like to see him again, but I did not want to start an exclusive relationship. I wanted to date around, but I would like to see him again. When we reached the dorm I gave him a kiss that I hoped would keep him excited all the way back to the house, and would keep him thinking about me for days. I rubbed my boobs against him one extra time after our kiss ended, just to make sure.

I was so horny! As soon as I was in my room, I pulled off my dress. Then I stripped off my soggy wet panties. I lay on the bed and pulled out my vibrator. Then I pumped the vibrating fake cock into my dripping pussy. I rubbed my clit frantically as I pumped the fake dick into me over and over. I was in a frenzy of need! My fingers were rubbing fast circles around my little clitty while I ravaged my twat with the vibrating cock.

I was just starting to cum when the door opened and my roommate walked in. I was startled by the sudden intrusion and I actually squirted with the force of my orgasm. I shook and spasmed as my contractions ripped through my body. And Megan just stood there and watched until I collapsed against the bed.

When I finally roused myself, Megan said, "It looks like somebody had a pretty hot date!"

"I'm sure that Mike thought so!"

"He's the frat boy you have been seeing the last few nights?"

"Yes."

"And how was it? How was the party? Was it as cool as I have always imagined?"

"It is a lovely house. It was probably a mansion of some kind back in the day. I believe the party is mostly engineered to let the guys get laid!" I laughed. "We met some of the other guys and their dates and had some punch. Of course it was spiked. Then we danced. I think I was the star attraction since I didn't wear a bra and my skirt would lift up when I would spin. After several dances he got me another spiked drink. I sipped a little bit before setting it down. Several of the other 'brothers' cut in, and I danced with several of them, but I always danced with Mike at least every other dance."

"So your huge boobs were flopping all over the place? And your skirt would show off your thighs whenever you would spin?"

"Pretty much, yes."

"So Mike was so horny that he couldn't see straight?"

"As the crowd on the dance floor dwindled, Mike suggested that I might like to see his room."

"Like you said, the party was mostly engineered so the guys could get some sex. You didn't, did you??"

"I said, 'Sure.' He directed me up the stairs, I'm sure that he was getting a great view up the back of my dress as I walked up the stairs in front of him!"

"You were really on a roll! Then what?"

"I sat on the couch in his small room. It was just a desk and chair, a closet, and the couch. He offered me another drink, which I declined. We sat on the couch and made out. We kissed, and French Kissed. He began feeling my breast. Eventually he pulled me over on top of him and he ran a hand up the back of my leg, under my skirt."

"You little slut!" Megan gasped with glee.

"I was wearing that red thong, so my buttocks were exposed. When he ran his hand over my bare butt, he groaned!"

"Then what? Did you let him fuck you??"

"We were kissing furiously and he brought his other hand up under my skirt; he had both of my ass cheeks in his hands. I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my pussy mound. I knew that he was horny as could be."

"But did you let him fuck you??"

"I was rubbing my titties against his chest. I humped my mound against his rigid erection and he began pumping against me. I continued humping against him until he groaned and jerked and spasmed against me."

"He came in his pants? That's so hot!"

"Yes. He creamed his pants! He was embarrassed but I told him that I considered it a compliment. Then I waited out in the hall until he changed before he walked me back to the dorm." I continued, "I was so aroused that I had to cum! And that's when you walked in! But tell me about your date."

"We sat and talked." Megan said somewhat glumly.

"It could have been worse..." I said.

"He gave me a verbal tour of the Cincinnati Zoo! From Antelope to Zebras! All he did was talk me through the fucking zoo!"

"Maybe I was wrong. How much worse could it have been?"

"Not much. I got an awkward handshake for my trouble. Although it hardly deserved even that!"

We both laughed.

"You're so hot and sexy, it's no wonder that he was cumming in his jeans for you! But LOOK at me! Maybe I got what I deserve!"

"Look at me! I'm at least 20, and more likely 30, pounds over weight. But I use it to my advantage. Take off your clothes." I said.

"What???"

"You heard me. Take off your clothes. I want to see just what you have to work with."

Megan looked at me like I was crazy, but she began to remove her clothes. I knew that she was thin, but she was tiny! Her hips were as narrow as a pubescent pre-teen. Her stomach was flat. Her pubis had a light covering of fine hair which allowed her pussy lips to show through clearly. Her breasts were no more than an 'A' cup, but she had large, prominent nipples.

"Your nipples and your pussy are going to be your selling points." I said.

"What?? I am not selling my pussy!"

"That's not what I'm trying to say. But of you want guys to be looking at you with lust in their eyes, you need to project a sexy image. No bra and a tight, thin t-shirt will do that. A tight pair of thin leggings that show off your camel-toe will go even farther."

"But I'll look like a slut! I'll feel like a slut."

"But you don't have to BE a slut. You can be sexy and enjoy the contact with the guys and take things as far as you are comfortable. But you will be going out and having a good time." I continued, "Or you could have another date with David?"

"Shoot me now! I'll do almost anything to avoid another evening like that."

"Do you have a thin, white t-shirt that fits snugly?"

"Maybe. Let me look. Here's one that I never wear, it shrunk and is too small."

"Put it on."

Megan pulled the t-shirt over her head. It fit very tight on her thin torso. With no bra her nipples were poking prominently through the thin fabric. It looked very sexy. "Look at yourself. You look very beautiful and sexy. There are many guys who would line up to spend time with such a beautiful and sexy woman."

"Do you have any leggings?"

"Not really. I have one pair of tights that I can wear with shorts or a skirt."

Megan could see where this was going, and began to reach for the tights. She pulled them on.

"Pull them up higher. Pull them up tight against your pussy."

Megan pulled the waist band up higher.

"Higher!" I said.

She pulled the waistband up more.

"Higher!" I said again.

"Your kidding!" But she tugged on the waistband to pull it even higher.

"There! Look at the full length mirror."

"My pussy is showing!"

"Well, sort of. Your pussy slit IS clearly outlined. How would a red-blooded man react to seeing that?"

"He'd probably have an erection."

"Right! And you would have him in the palm of your hand!" Then I asked the unthinkable question, "Are you still a virgin?"

Megan blushed and whispered, "Yes."

I pressed forward, "Do you want to be?"

She blushed even more, "Not really. But I would like my first time to be special."

"Is your hymen still intact?"

Megan whispered, "No. I have used tampons and a vibrator. But still..."

"I understand. You do want your first time to be special. In fact, I think that every time should be special. Now, I'm acting like a little slut with the boys at 'I Felta Thi', but I'm mostly manipulating them while I'm getting to know the guys. I want to have reliable access to parties and a chance to get to know a bunch of guys. I'm not sleeping around. I expect that I will get three or four calls from guys at that party. I made it clear to Mike that I wanted to date around, so he will probably share my number."

I asked her another question, "Would you like to meet some of the guys from 'I Felta Thi'?"

"It can't be any worse than my date with David!"

"I could mention it to Mike or one of the guys. Maybe you would like to have a study date with me and a couple of the guys? See how it goes?"

"Maybe a study date? Or a study break? No pressure for any type of intimacy?"

"That could work. Of course, you would want to show the guy an incentive to get to know you."

"You mean, show off my nipples or my pussy."

"Yes, something like that. Maybe you could get some additional clothes for dates? Either some more really tight tops or some loose ones that would give a view down inside your blouse to your naked tits. Some very tight slacks to show your trim form. And some real leggings that would show off your camel-toe without pulling the waist up to your chin! Maybe a really short dress with a loose bodice that could be worn over your leggings. Your pussy slit would only be visible occasionally, but especially when you choose to allow it to be."

"I could do that! Will you help me pick out some things? Can we look right now?"

"Sure, why not?"

I pulled out an oversized t-shirt and put it on over my naked body. Then we sat side by side on her bed as we looked at her laptop. She selected a couple light weight t-shirts in an extra small size. Then we found a couple blouses that would gap open at the top when she would bend slightly forward. We also found a dress that was extremely short and flirty and would provide a good view down the top. She picked out there pairs of tight leggings with a short rise made of thin, flexible fabric; the models all showed prominent camel-toe in the pictures. She decided to pay extra for expedited delivery.

Megan's nipples were fully erect and hard as she closed her laptop. I reached out and touched one nipple. Megan groaned.

"I was so horny after you told me about your date. Now I'm thinking about dressing like a little slut to get guys all fired up! If you did that again, I'm not sure that I could control myself."

I reached out and stroked her nipple again. Then I touched her other nipple. "Oh! Please?"

I turned her toward me and placed a palm against each of her nipples. Then I moved them in circles. Megan caught her breath, then she moaned, "Yes..."

I pulled off my t-shirt then pulled hers over her head. I leaned forward to suck one nipple into my mouth and she groaned again. I caressed her other nipple while I suckled on the first one. Like a baby at its mother's breast, I rhythmically sucked on the sensitive nub filling my mouth. "Oh, my..." she moaned.

As I continued to suck on her nipple, I began to stroke my fingers along the pussy slit enclosed in the tights drawn taut into her opening. Megan lay back on her bed to give me greater access, and her hips pumped gently against my fingers.

I leaned forward and she took one of my massive breasts into her mouth. She was moaning and pumping, her arousal was driving her higher and higher. Suddenly she sat up, breaking our intimate contact. She frantically pulled off her tights before taking my breast into both hands and pulling it to her mouth.

I resumed suckling on her nipple and stroking her slit, but now with no impediment. I ran my fingers through her wet slit then touched her clit. Her hips jerked and she moaned. I ran my fingers through her thin, fine pubic hair before returning to her slit.

Megan was toying with one nipple while she sucked on the other. I continued to rhythmicly suck her nipple while I stroked my fingers along her pussy slit. She was moaning and panting as her hips pumped up against my hand. Then I slipped a finger into her tight tunnel. She lurched and moaned. "Please? Please??"

I brushed my thumb against her clitoris and pumped my finger inside her pussy. Throughout this I continued to suck on her nipple. She was panting and humping against my hand, her body shook in a tense arch.

I rubbed her clitoris more firmly while I pumped my finger into her tight pussy. Then I nipped her nipple with my teeth, and Megan squealed and lurched and flailed against my hand. I pumped her pussy and she spasmed and convulsed around my finger.

Megan's orgasm roared through her body with powerful contractions until she curled up around my hand with her legs clamped together. When she finally relaxed, she looked at me, "God, I needed that!" Then she continued shyly, "I've never done that with another girl before." She paused, then said, "Thank you."

"I had never done that with another woman either. But I enjoyed it. Perhaps we would like to do it again sometime?"

"I think that I like guys, but that was totally spectacular! You are really the first person I have ever had any kind of sex with. I'm glad it was you."

"It was beautiful, wasn't it?"

"Beautiful. Mind blowing. Orgasmic!"

We both laughed. We each got ready for bed and crawled into our individual beds naked.

The next day, as predicted, I received texts from four different guys from 'I Felta Thi' plus a note from Mike saying that he had a very good time and he hoped that he could see me again sometime. I responded that I also enjoyed the evening and I would like to see him again at some time in the future. I said that I hoped that he understood that I was not ready to date just one man right now, but I reiterated that I had enjoyed the evening with him. I also mentioned that my roommate was looking to begin dating around, and I included her number.

I answered one of the guys. I texted, "You're the tall guy with his hair parted on the right? We danced a little last night?"

"Right! I'm flattered that you remembered. Of course I certainly remembered you! You were the prettiest girl at the party!"

"You flatterer!"

"Would you like to do something this evening? Maybe get to know each other a little bit?"

"I will be studying, but I could take a break. Maybe around 8? I would like to bring my roommate, would one of the other guys like to come along? He would need to be a gentleman."

"All of the brothers at 'I Felta Thi' are gentlemen!"

"They all have been with me."

"I'm sure that I can find a wing man. See both of you at 8!"

I told Megan about the messages. "You fixed me up with a date? Just like that? What is he like?"

"I danced one dance with Mark, so I don't really know him. But he assured me that all of the brothers of 'I Felta Thi' are gentlemen." I said.

"Right! And I have some waterfront properties in Florida that I can sell for a really good price!"

"It's just for pizza and cokes. Nothing ventured, nothing gained."

"I suppose that you want me to have my nipples showing?"

"I intend to give Mark every reason to ask me to join him for the party on Saturday night! It would be great for you to go too."

"I'll put my best tits forward!" And we both laughed again.

I made arrangements to meet each of the guys who had texted me on subsequent nights. "You've become a regular social butterfly!" Megan quipped.

The guys arrived in the lobby at precisely 8. We joined them. I was braless and wearing a thin t-shirt. Megan wore her extra tight t-shirt. Mark focused on my bouncing breasts while Dick seemed to like Megan's prominent nipples.

After pizza and soft drinks, Mark and I took a walk. Neither Megan or Dick seemed to mind, they were still engrossed in conversation.

Mark and I walked and talked. When he paused, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. We kissed. Then we kissed some more. There was definitely a 'spark' between us. We kissed again and again. I rubbed my boobs against his chest as we kissed. I could feel his erection pressing against me as we continued to kiss. And when we finally pulled away, we were both panting slightly.

"I still have some more studying to do." I said lamely.

"Will you come to the party with me on Saturday night?"

"I would like that." I replied.

"Should I meet you in the lounge at 8?"

"That would be great."

We walked back to my dorm with my arm wrapped in his and my breasts pressed against his arm. We shared another warm kiss before I turned and headed into the dorm.

I was surprised that Megan was not back in the room when I entered. It was over a half hour later when she walked into the room. She was smiling, her lipstick was smeared, and she had some beard burn on her cheek.

"Did you like Dick?" I asked needlessly.

"We had a wonderful conversation," she said.

"You just talked?" I asked pointedly.

Megan blushed. "Well, we went for a walk."

"And?"

"We kissed a little."

"And?"

"We kissed a little more. And a little more. He's a really good kisser!"

"And?"

"I'm going to the party with him Saturday night!" She finally exclaimed.

"Did he feel your nipples?"

"They were so hard and sticking out so much... When I was pressed against him as we kissed, he had to have felt them!"

"But he didn't put his hand on them?"

"No, he really was a gentleman. Maybe more than I would have liked!" she said with another blush.

I laughed again. "There's the horny girl I know!"

"Dick suggested that he would like to see me during the week, and I agreed."

"Good!"

Megan's packages arrived on Tuesday and she wore one of her new tops that gave a great down blouse view when she went out with Dick. Her lips were slightly puffy and she was extremely horny when she returned to the room.

"Have a good time?" I asked needlessly.

"I'm so horny I could fuck a goat!" She exclaimed. Then she said, "How about you?"

"It was pleasant. I will probably go out with him sometime in the future."

"Do you need to take the edge off?"

"I don't know. Maybe a little mutual orgasm or two?"

"I never thought that these words could come out of my mouth, but yes, I need some release!"

Megan pulled her loose fitting top over her head and she was naked down to her waist. She peeled off her slacks and panties and she was completely naked. I took only slightly longer until I was nude as well.

I lay on my bed and extended my arms. Megan came to me shyly. We rubbed our breasts and nipples against each other. I took one nipple in my hand and began to play with it; Megan did the same. We got each other fairly worked up, but there was no kissing. We weren't ready for that.

"Do you have a vibrator?" I asked. Megan nodded shyly before going to her bed to retrieve it. I gave her mine and she gave me hers. I turned it on and placed it on her nipples, first one then the other. Megan gasped at that. While I rubbed her vibrator over her nipples, she returned the favor. Both of our nipples were hard points and we were panting slightly from the stimulation.

I traced the vibrating cock down across her abdomen and rubbed it over the outside of her pussy. She spread her legs and sighed. I moved the vibrator all over her pubic mound and she moaned.

I pressed the tip between her legs and along her pussy slit and she began pumping her hips up and down. Then I stopped. Her eyes flew open, then she realized that she was doing all of the receiving.

Megan was not as patient, she was horny and she wanted to get off. She placed my vibrator against my pussy slit and pressed it between my lips. Fortunately I was already somewhat aroused and this was not too overwhelming.

I inserted the tip of her vibrator through her wet pussy lips and began to press it into her entrance. She replied by doing the same thing to me.

I slipped the vibrating fake cock into her wet pussy just an inch or so and she humped her hips upwards to slide a little more into her hungry hole. She pushed over half of my vibrator into my pussy and began pumping it in and out.

Megan was really worked up and wanting to cum quickly. I began pumping her dildo in and out, moving it deeper into her hungry cunt with each stroke. She was moaning and panting as she shoved the vibrator deep inside my pussy. She leaned over, took a nipple into her mouth, and pumped my pussy full of that fake cock balls deep. She pumped it into me over and over and over, faster and faster.

I pumped her twat with that fake vibrating cock hard and deep. She was moaning and mewing as her orgasm grew closer and closer. My own climax was building as she pumped my pussy full of my vibrating cock and I knew that I would not last long.

She was humping her hips frantically as I pounded her hungry twat with the vibrating fake cock, pushing it balls deep into her needy cunt. She was on the verge of her orgasm when I put the vibrating tip right against her clit.

Her hips lurched and she bit my nipple. She flailed as her contractions and convulsions took control of her body. But I didn't care as my own orgasm washed over me. She came. I came. We came and came and came.

My bed was soaked with perspiration and pussy juices when we finally became aware of our surroundings. Then I kissed her. Megan paused for a moment, then she kissed me back. We lay in my bed savoring the post-orgasmic joy of the moment.

Then Megan said, "You can't sleep in this bed! Just look at it!"

We looked at the mess we had made. The sheets were absolutely soaked with perspiration and our fluids. "Come sleep with me. I would like the company."

So we both climbed into Megan's bed and I curled up around her. My hand found her small breast and cupped around it as we drifted off to sleep.

I was somewhat disoriented when the alarm went off the next morning. Nothing was where it was supposed to be. And I was wrapped around a nice, warm body. Then my mind cleared. I gave Megan a hug, then a gentle swat on her cute behind. "Time to get up, sleeping beauty!"

"But I was having such a beautiful dream?"

"I have class, and I think that you do too. But thank you for last night. It was wonderful!"

"It was, wasn't it? How can I ever thank you for everything you have done for me?"

"I don't know, but I'll think of something!" I said with a lecherous smile.

I met each of the guys I had made dates with over the course of the subsequent evenings. Megan went out with Dick on Tuesday and Thursday evenings. She was really excited about the party Saturday night. Actually, she was excited about every time she would be seeing Dick.

Saturday Megan and I planned out our wardrobe for the night. She wore the super short dress that gapped open provocatively at the top. Under it she chose a pair of thin, tight leggings that would show off her camel-toe. She decided that she would forego her panties! "In for a penny..." she said.

I had a short white peasant style dress. It had a low cut front that showed a substantial amount of cleavage. It also had a high waist with elastic that cupped under my breasts to emphasize their size and shape. And it also had appliques around the bust to draw further attention to my large breasts. And the material was thin enough that my nipples and areolae were visible through the fabric. I was wearing a tiny black g-string.

Mark was blown away when I came bouncing into the lounge. He watched my breasts as I bounced down the steps and swayed across the room. I rose up on tiptoes, pressed my firm melons against his chest, and kissed him warmly. He looked into my eyes and said, "You look beautiful tonight."

"Thank you, kind sir." I replied formally, but with a dazzling smile.

Megan and Dick were already kissing passionately. Mark tapped Dick on the shoulder and suggested that we should go to the party.

We were greeted by other couples on the front porch and in the foyer. The guys went to get drinks and Megan and I chatted. "The punch is spiked with a good bit of alcohol, so if you don't want to be drunk, don't drink too much. I will drink my first drink, then I will take a sip or two of the next glasses before setting it down and 'forgetting' where I put it. That way I may receive four or five drinks, but only consume a couple."

The guys returned with our drinks. Dick stood behind Megan with an arm around her waist. I noticed that, with their height difference, he probably had a good view down the inside of her dress. His arm around her waist actually caused the top of her dress to billow out slightly, improving the view he had from above.

Mark and I chatted as he gave me a little tour of the house. It was a lovely old house with high ceilings and arching doorways. One room had a pool table and I asked if anyone played. He said that some of the guys seemed to be majoring in pool. He said that he didn't play very well, but he did play once in a while. I asked if we could play, and he agreed.

He racked up the balls for a game of 8 ball. I took my position to break. As I leaned over the table, the bodice of my dress hung down giving Mark a clear view of my unencumbered breasts. I actually won the game, but I believe that I had an advantage since he was somewhat distracted!

I wrapped my arms around one of his and said, "I want to dance most of the dances with you, but I do want to meet some of the other guys. Do you mind if I dance with some of the others, as long as you get most of the time?"

"I think that every moment I spend with you is wonderful. But I will share a little bit of time with the brothers."

"You are such a gentleman!"

About then the band began to play. We went into the ballroom and began to move to the music. We danced enthusiastically, Mark's eyes rarely left my bouncing breasts. When a slow number began to play, I went up on tiptoes and wrapped my arms around his neck. We moved to the music with my huge breasts squashed against him. I could already feel the lump in his pants pressing against me!

When the dance was over I gave him a warm kiss which he reciprocated. The band had started an up tempo number and one of the other guys asked to cut in. Mark graciously agreed and walked to the side of the dance floor.

This was a chance to give him a different kind of show. I danced enthusiastically with my new partner but I saw that Mark's eyes were fixed on me. So as I danced I did several spinning movements that caused my short, full skirt to flare out wide and display my legs high on my thighs. Dan was mostly just watching my tits as I moved on the dance floor, he barely moved his feet. But that was OK with me. At the end of the dance I stretched up and gave him a peck on the cheek. Of course this forced my breasts to rub against his arm in the process.

Mark's eyes were sparkling when I rejoined him. We took a break and walked out to the porch. We talked a little and kissed a lot. Mark finally broke our kisses and said, "I suppose that we should return to the dance... unless you don't want to..."

"This was a lovely break, but I do want to dance some more. Please make sure that you are my partner for each of the slow dances."

"Your wish is my command! That would certainly be my pleasure!"

We danced until the band break, with periodic interruptions as other guys cut in. But Mark received the bulk of my attention. He got me another spiked drink and asked if I would like to see his room. I smiled and said that later I would definitely like that. Then he asked if I would let him try to regain his honor at the pool table. I suggested that we should ask Dick and Megan to join us, and he agreed.

Mark racked the balls and Megan bent over the table with her cue stick. Her dress gapped open giving Dick and everyone on that side of the room a view inside all the way to her waist and clearly showing her little breasts and huge, distended nipples.

Dick's eyes were glued to the sight.

Of course when I bent over to take my shot, I was giving Mark and those near him a fabulous view of my hooters. But no one seemed to mind. In fact, by the end of our game, the pool room was nearly full of observers.

The band began to play and everyone returned to the dance floor. There were more slow dances and couples were pressed together as they moved to the music. I kept my arms wrapped around Mark's neck and my boobs pressed against his chest as we moved together, and kissed while moving together, and finally just kissed while standing in the middle of the dance floor.

Mark said, "Would you like to see my room?"

"I can't think of anything I'd rather do right now." I murmured into his ear.

Mark is a tall man, so he didn't have quite as much of an upskirt view as Dave had. His room was also small, but was decorated with taste. The desk looked like real wood, there were pictures on the walls, and the couch was leather.

I sat on the couch, my short skirt displaying my legs high above my knees. Mark offered me a drink but didn't seem surprised that I declined. He sat beside me and soon we had resumed where we had left off. We were kissing passionately with our tongues dancing and twining together.

He placed a hand on my breast and cupped it and caressed it like it was a precious jewel. We kissed and caressed until we were both panting with need. Then I pressed him back on the couch and I climbed onto him.

I pulled my skirt up around my waist and placed my g-string covered pussy mound against his huge erection. I pulled the top of my dress down off my arms and exposed my breasts to him. Then I began pumping my hips and rubbing my pussy mound against his throbbing cock.

I guided his hands to my breasts. He treated them like they were fine porcelain. He traced his fingers over the surface with gentle care. When he touched my nipples it was like he was touching a blown glass bell, stroking my nipples with such delicate care. And he was driving me crazy with lust!

He continued to run his hands ever so gently over my breasts, but he was thrusting his hips and cock up against my barely covered pussy. My cunt was on fire with a need unlike any I had previously experienced. I rubbed myself against his manhood, grinding my clit frantically against him. And then I felt my climax gripping my body as my vagina and uterus began to contract rhythmically within me.

My hips jerked and spasmed against his hard member as I rode out my orgasm. When I stopped I relaxed onto his chest, my bare breasts enveloping him. After recovering somewhat I moved to unzip his trousers. He made a half-hearted attempt to stop me, but we both really wanted this.

I pulled his mostly hard cock out through the opening and began to stroke it with my soft hands. He was fully erect in only a few moments. I took his manhood into both of my hands and pumped them up and down on his shaft. "I've only done this a couple times, so if I am doing something wrong please tell me." I said.

His quiet moan indicated that I was doing things OK. I began to twist my hands around at the top of my strokes, providing extra stimulation to the mushroom head of his cock. Mark was pumping his hips and groaning. I redoubled my efforts, pumping faster and harder, and swirling my hands over the sensitive head. Mark groaned and his hips jerked as he began to shoot semen high into the air and all over himself. I continued pumping on his cock until he finally reached out to still my hands.

I took a little dollop of the semen that was puddled on my hand and sucked it into my mouth. "Not bad," I said as if to myself, "I could learn to like that, I think." Knowing what effect that would have on him.

Mark sat very still for a while, smiling at me. "You're really something!" He said. "I'd like to keep you around, I think." Then he looked down at himself. "I'm a mess! I can't go out looking like this! What would people think?"

"That you just got a hand job and blew your load all over yourself?" I asked.

"Well, yes, but..." he said sheepishly.

"I can wait out in the hall while you change." I said.

"Like you were being punished in elementary school? I think not! I can just face my closet as I change. It will not be inappropriate."

I watched as he stripped off his shirt and undershirt. I loved watching his muscles moving under his skin. Then he dropped his trousers and bent over to take them off. I wanted to jump up and ravish his body!

He pulled on fresh trousers, then an undershirt and another button down shirt and the show was over. We talked a little more and kissed a little more. Then he walked me back to my dorm.

"I could easily fall in love with you, you know." I said. "We have wonderful chemistry. There is a definite spark of passion between us."

"And that would be a bad thing? And you call that a 'spark' of passion? I thought that we nearly burned the house down!"

"I want you in my life, but I'm not ready to settle down yet. I want to date around. When I do settle down I don't want to wonder if I missed something along the way. I don't want to have any regrets. Does that make sense?"

I continued, "I know that I'm being selfish because I really like you, and it feels like we could have a lot going for us, but I'm not ready yet."

"I understand. If I could, I would sweep you off your feet and carry you to my bedroom where I would keep you as my sex-slave. Just kidding. But I could see us being together for a long time. But I do understand that you don't want to have any regrets, and I wouldn't want you to have. I hope that I can have the occasional date with you, so I can prove that there is no better man for you than me. Until then I will just have to pine for you from afar."

"Don't try to kid me, you're good looking and personable. You'll probably be between some other girl's legs before you know it."

"Maybe I will, maybe not. But if I am, it will be your legs that I'm dreaming about."

I smiled and punched him lightly. What was I to say? Deep down I really hoped that he would keep a torch burning for me.

When we reached the dorm we spent many minutes kissing. I was wrapped around his neck and rubbing my big boobs against his chest. Our tongues were dancing and dueling. When we finally pulled apart we were both panting. "Dream about me!" I said as he began to leave.

He returned for another kiss, "I undoubtedly will!"

I was on cloud nine as I entered my room. Megan was not back yet. She was really taken by Dick, maybe she wouldn't be back at all. I got undressed and put on an old pair of panties and opened a book that I had been reading just for fun. It was a raunchy romance novel with lots of heaving breasts and strong, virile men, and several steamy sex scenes.

It was about two hours later when Megan came into the room. She was smiling like the cat that ate the canary.

"Well, did you?" I asked.

"No, but I could have!"

"Tell me all about it!"

"Just after you and Mark went upstairs, Dick asked if I would like to see his room, and I said yes. It was a really small room, just a desk and a couch. We sat on the couch and started kissing and kissing and kissing. Then he was feeling my titties and nipples through my dress. I asked him if he would like to help me take it off and he nearly stumbled over himself to help.

"I unbuttoned his shirt; I wanted to feel his bare skin against mine. His chest is really hairy and the thick hair tickled my nipples like crazy. Then he was sucking my nipples and playing with them. I was going crazy with lust!

"He could see my pussy through the thin fabric of my leggings. He slipped his hand inside and ran his hand over my steaming pussy. I nearly died when he drew his finger through my pussy slit. He toyed with my pussy until I was engulfed with my orgasm!

"That was the first time that I had ever cum with a man! But it won't be the last!

"He held me gently as I recovered. When I was ready, I unzipped his pants. He tried to stop me (a little) but I persisted. I pulled out his member and was surprised by his size. He seemed happy when I commented on how big he was.

"I didn't have any experience doing any of that, but I had seen some porn videos online, so I dove in. I pumped my hand up and down on his shaft and I took the head of his cock in my mouth. Dick groaned and I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. I pumped my hands on his shaft and sucked on the head until he was thrusting his hips up toward me. I continued to suck on his cock and stroke on his shaft until his hips jerked and he was spraying his stuff into my mouth!

"I hadn't really planned on any of that, especially not sucking him off, but I'm glad I did! He was so grateful! And I really enjoyed it. Even his cum didn't really taste bad, so I swallowed it all!"

"You sexy little slut!" I exclaimed with a smile. "I'm sure that he will be inviting you to all the parties from now on! You are a sexy little minx!"

Megan blushed, "Well, he did ask me to go to the party with him next week. And he asked if we could study together tomorrow night (I guess that is really tonight at this point!) He's so kind and thoughtful, and he makes me feel like I'm the most beautiful, sexiest woman around! I'm just on cloud nine when I'm with him!"

"It sounds to me like you're in lust!"

"Well, I am considering the possibilities for next weekend." she admitted.

"I'm so happy for you!" I said with feeling. "Now, did you discuss our normal study attire with Dick?"

"Well...."

"We both normally just wear a t-shirt and panties, you know."

"Won't that make it hard for Dick to study?"

"I'm sure that it would make something hard!" I quipped. "Actually, I will be going out a little later for a study break, so I probably will have some clothes on anyhow. But, we will have to discuss ground rules for study dates and attire. When I'm studying, I do like to be comfortable."

"Maybe I can have some of the study dates over at the frat house?" Megan suggested.

"I'm sure that Dick would be happy with that. Just remember that study dates are primarily for studying. I don't want you to be so distracted that your grades suffer!"

"Yes, mother." Megan said with a laugh. "But I do need to remind myself to focus on my studies."

"I have a cousin who said she set ground rules for study dates: No fooling around until the studying for the day is done, including reading, projects, and papers. She said that had motivated her and her boyfriend to get the studying done. She graduated with honors, and Anthony did too," I said.

"It sounds like a good idea. I'll discuss it with Dick." She continued, "So who are you going to see tonight?"

"Dan. Do you remember him? He's tall and thin with sand colored hair."

"Yeah. He looks so serious."

"Hopefully he has a lighter side as well."

"Madeline, are you really going to keep dating around? You seem to really like Mark."

"I do, but I don't want to get too serious with anyone at this point. We're just first semester sophomores, there's a lot of time between now and graduation. I don't want to wonder 'what if' I had dated around more, would I have been happier." Then I continued, "But you're right, Mark has the inside track to my heart."

"Among other places!" Megan quipped with a smirk.

"Yes, that too!. But it sounds like you are moving faster in that respect."

"Maybe. I have so little experience in all of this."

"Follow your feelings as well as your head. Think about what you want long term and make decisions that are consistent with that. You are a virgin and you had a wonderful first date with Dick. Does he know that you are a virgin?" Megan blushed and shook her head. "Perhaps you should tell him. Talking about sex is sometimes difficult, but it really helps eliminate misunderstandings and hurt feelings. If he is the kind of man that you have described to me, he will be patient with you and he will want your first time to be very special. And if he does, he will make himself all that more special to you."

"That's true." Megan said thoughtfully.

Over the next several weeks I met nearly every sophomore and junior man in 'I Felta Thi'. I enjoyed most of them and arranged dates with several. I made sure that I had a date with Mark about every third week. I wanted him to know that I thought that he was special, but that I didn't want to be too serious with anyone at this point.

Megan and I had raised the sexual temperature at the 'I Felta Thi' parties. Several other girls who attended there regularly began to dress more provocatively. A couple began to wear 'club wear' to the party; then more and more. Nearly all the girls had begun to dress better.

Some of the older girls who were seriously involved with brothers met with the entertainment chairman and gave him some suggestions. They changed some of the lighting and traded out some bands for cool DJ's. And word was getting around campus that the 'I Felta Thi' Fraternity parties were the best on campus.

Girls were starting to call the brothers to ask them to invite them to the party! Of course, that made the guys happy; they could have a date with some of the hottest girls on campus. It was also having an effect on recruiting new students for the second semester pledge class.

The 'Fall Fiesta' party was the Halloween party. I made sure that I would be going with Mark. A highlight of the party was the 'Sexiest Witch' competition. Each date was to be dressed in a sexy witch costume. At the first break all of the guys would vote on the three sexiest witch costumes. At the second break, the winners would be announced.

I was determined to win! Of course, I had a black, pointed hat. I also got a black toy cat. I went to the fabric store and got some thin black nylon fabric and some black mesh. I made a skirt of narrow strips of black nylon that went from my waist to well above my knees. My top was a mixture of the nylon and mesh fabric with my arms and shoulders covered in black nylon and my front and back exposed through the mesh. As a wink at modesty, I sewed a small circle of the black nylon fabric right where my nipples would be if I was standing still. With that I was going to wear my tiny black g-string.

As I walked or moved my legs and hips would show through the thin strips of fabric that made up my skirt. Any movement at all moved my nipples and areolae out from behind the tiny circles of black nylon. I would have to be dancing naked to be any more provocative!

Mark picked me up in the dorm lounge. I caused quite a stir as I walked across the room to give him a warm kiss. I think that he was speechless. But he extended an arm which I happily took, and we walked to the Frat house.

We met several other couples on the front porch, as was normal. Many girls were showing substantial amounts of cleavage. Others showed leg slits that were quite enticing. But every eye was riveted to me when we joined the group. "You took the 'sexiest witch' challenge seriously, didn't you?"

"Yes, but it's all in fun. It's the guys who are the real winners, aren't they?"

Everyone laughed and agreed.

This night I allowed, no encouraged, Mark to be selfish. I only wanted to dance with him. As we danced a slow number, I guided his hands to a hidden seam in my top. He could slip his hands through an open gap in the side seam to place his hands directly onto my naked breasts. Of course, my skirt was thin strips of fabric, so he could also touch my naked buttocks, too.

We danced and danced and danced. He caressed my breasts and nipples. He caressed my bare butt. He rubbed his rampant erection against me. We kissed and caressed and played. We did just about everything except have intercourse on the dance floor.

Megan had come dressed to please Dick. She wasn't trying to win the contest, just Dick's attention. And she was very successful at that! He was kissing her and nibbling on her neck while he toyed with her prominent nipples. I doubted that they would still be on the dance floor after the first intermission.

I clearly had Mark's undivided attention. When we danced a fast number, I danced enthusiastically. Mark hardly moved his feet, but he watched me totally entranced. I knew that my tits were bouncing wildly and that they would be totally exposed. The thin strips of my skirt exposed my legs all the way to my waist. My g-string was really the only thing covering me.

At the first break, each guy voted for his top three choices for the 'sexiest witch' at the party. Mark and I had a couple drinks and made out in a corner until the music resumed. We danced. I rubbed my mound against his rigid erection and rubbed my boobs against his chest. Even on the fast numbers, we were attached to each other. He played with my tits, he played with my ass. We were both in a frenzy of sexual arousal by the time the second break finally came.

It was no surprise to anyone that I was selected as the 'sexiest witch' of 'I Felta Thi'!

Mark and I immediately retired to his room. "I want to see you naked." I told Mark.

I think that he was surprised by my bold statement. But then he began to remove his clothes. His arms and shoulders and chest were firm and muscular. His abdomen was flat but not a six-pack. His legs were muscular and toned. And his cock was hard.

It took just a couple snaps and my dress was a pile on the floor. That only left my g-string. "Leave that on," he said. "I want to take it off later."

We came together. We kissed and kissed and kissed. He caressed my huge breasts as I arched my back to him. I touch his chest and felt the strength within. He bent and lifted me off my feet in one smooth motion before carrying me to his couch and gently placing me there.

"I would like to make love to you. I would like to do all of the things I have dreamed about with you."

"Please. Yes."

Mark kissed me again, deeply and passionately. He touched my body again and again, fanning the flames of my arousal. He kissed my neck and throat. He caressed my breasts and sucked on my nipples. I was on fire; I was melting. I wanted him and needed him. I wanted to give myself to him completely.

Mark moved between my legs and kissed my hungry cunny through my g-string. I wanted to scream. He nuzzled his face and nose into my pubic bush as he pulled down my panties. As he pulled them down farther he began to kiss and lick my pussy slit. I was so horny!

Finally, he pulled my panties free and he placed his lips on my puffy, engorged lips. I was soaring with pleasure and need. He plunged his tongue into my steaming cunt and I nearly exploded from the sensation.

Mark licked my pussy and flicked my clit. I was pumping up against him as he repeated that again and again. I knew that I would climax soon.

He began to lick and suck on my little clitty while he pumped a finger inside me. As he stroked my G-spot I lost all control. My hips were jerking and pumping like crazy. Then he pulled himself up and over me. I felt his rigid manhood sliding deep inside of me while orgasmic contractions ripped through me.

I didn't know anything could be like this! I rode climax after climax as Mark pumped his hard cock into me over and over. My body was spasming and shaking as he filled me with his beautiful cock. I wanted it to fill me in ways I had never imagined. I wanted it to go on and on and on.

Then I felt his body jerking and I felt his cock twitch deep inside me. I knew that he was giving me his essence; he was filling me with his cum.

We rested. I could feel his member still enveloped within me. I savored the feel of having him within me. He had given me a precious gift, a part of himself. And I was grateful.

Mark kissed me and I kissed him. We knew that we belonged together. We snuggled together, murmuring endearments into each other's ears. Finally I had to break the spell. "I really need to go pee." I said.

"There's the ladies room on the first floor, or there is the guys common bathroom at the end of the hall."

"Common bathroom?" I asked.

"Yes. An open room with a urinal trough and two toilets, no partitions."

"No partitions?"

"No partitions. No privacy."

"Maybe I could borrow some shorts and a t-shirt? I think that the ladies room downstairs would be better."

"The guys would like it if you would choose the common bathroom."

"I'm sure that they would. But I really need to go!"

Mark pulled out shorts and a t-shirt. They were not very flattering, and it was probably clear to anyone who saw me why I was wearing that. But I really didn't care. After attending to business, I returned to Mark's room.

"I realize that this couch isn't really very roomy, but I would be happy to share the couch with you if you would like to stay the night."

That would be a big step and a major declaration. But I had already decided that I had been kidding myself. I wanted a relationship with Mark. Why not embrace it wholeheartedly?

"Do you have a blanket?" I asked.

It was nearly noon when I returned to the dorm room wearing Mark's t-shirt and shorts. Megan smiled at me when I walked into the room.

"Someone else had a good time last night!"

"You could say that." I acknowledged. "So, you had a particularly good time?"

"Oh, yes! Dick was so gentle and caring. It was actually his first time as well. And it was beautiful. Thank you for your advice. When we talked about it and realized that we were both going to be doing it for the first time, it took the pressure off. We could take our time and find what would work for us." Megan paused, "But what about you? Miss rolling into her room at 11:30 the next day! Miss I'm going to play the field and not get serious?"

"I had a wonderful night. And I realized that Mark is a wonderful man who I would like to spend a great deal of time with. I was just kidding myself before. And yes, we made love last night. And again this morning. And it was wonderful! But the toilet arrangements stink!"

"What?"

"There is the ladies room on the first floor, or you could use the common bathroom where all the guys shower and do their business. No partitions, no privacy, let it all hang out in front of everyone."

"Oh!"

"But it was SO worth it. Last night was magical and I wouldn't trade it for anything! And, yes, Mark and I will be dating exclusively. I WAS just kidding myself!"

Maddy and Mark made love every week, then several times a week, then almost every day. Their relationship grew deeper roots and blossomed. Their study before sex allowed, perhaps forced, them to make their studies a priority and both of them were regularly on the Dean's List.

The beginning of their Junior year, they were 'pinned', and the beginning of their Senior year they were engaged.

Shortly after graduation, Megan and Dick were married. And before Maddy and Mark's August wedding, Megan confided that she was pregnant.

The End