I was a Fraternity Little Sis

I graduated from high school in May 1971 and spent the next year at a local junior college. In the fall of 1972, I enrolled at a four-year university in South Texas. I was ready to get out on my own.

Not long after the semester began, a friend in my dorm asked if I wanted to become a Little Sis with the Delta Tau Delta fraternity. That sounded more appealing than joining a sorority. I wanted to meet guys, not girls, so I said yes.

At my first meeting, the brothers and the other Little Sisters made me feel welcome. I soon got the impression that we were expected to date the guys and spend time with them. I asked one of the girls who had been a member for a while what the expectations were. The rumor mill said the Little Sis girls were expected to fuck the brothers and keep the sexually satisfied.

"Just do what you're comfortable with, and you'll be fine," she told me. I took her advice and started flirting with the guys whenever I was at the house.

One Friday night, after finishing my homework, I headed over around 9 p. m.

Several Little Sisters and quite a few brothers were there. I started doing shots, and a guy named Robert came over to talk. After a while, he took my hand and led me to his room.

We sat on his bed and kissed. He unbuttoned my blouse, unhooked my front-opening bra, and began kissing and sucking my breasts. It felt good, but I wasn't ready to go any further. I suggested we stop there, and he didn't push.

A couple of weeks later, I went back to the house. Robert met me at the door and offered me a drink. Before long, I was feeling the alcohol and suggested we go to his room. It had been almost two months since I'd had sex, and I was horny. We started fooling around, and soon I was topless. I got on my knees, unfastened his jeans, and stroked him until he said "I am about to cum." I kept jacking him and caught his cum in the palm of my hand. I licked it up and swallowed. Robert said, "OMG, Alane, that is so hot."

By then, I wanted more, so I took off my jeans, slipped my panties off. He was hard again in a few minutes. I laid on my back and put my legs up. He grabbed me by my ankles, held my legs wide open and was balls deep in an instant. I was on the pill, so pregnancy wasn't on my mind. He came quickly and it felt so good to feel his cum in my pussy.

A couple of weeks after that, we had sex again. When it was over, I was lying on my back with Robert still on top of me. I looked up and saw that his Terry and Randy had walked into the room. Terry had his cock out and was masturbating. Randy was just rubbing his cock through his jeans.

I was pissed. Then I thought, "What the fuck." I motioned for them to walk over. Terry climbed onto the bed, got between my legs, fucked me. It was very much a wham / bam / thank you ma'am fuck. I think he lasted maybe two minutes.

Terry got off me and I felt his cum leaking from me. Randy was naked and he got on the bed and motioned for me to get on my knees for doggy sex. I did as he asked, he got behind me and was deep in me before I realized it. He grabbed my hips and started fucking me hard. Terry and Robert were cheering him on and with a loud groan that I am sure the guys in the living room could hear, he ejaculated in me and when he did -- I orgasmed. I cried out loudly as well and kept saying fuck me fuck me fuck me.

He pulled out and I looked between my legs and there was just a steady stream of cum leaking from me. There was a huge wet spot on the sheets, and I pointed it out to the guys. They all laughed.

Afterward, I went to the bathroom to pee as I always do that to avoid UTIs. I cleaned up the cum from my pussy and some had leaked down my legs and I cleaned that up. I put on my panties and some toilet paper in the crotch (I did not have a panty liner with me) to catch the cum that was still dripping out. I got dressed and left the room.

Several brothers were in the living room, and they stared at me as I walked out. I figured they'd heard what had been happening. I returned to my dorm, showered and went to bed.

The next morning, I went to the library to complete some homework. I was still sore down there and had to walk side to side to avoid the pain.

One of my friends who was also a Little Sis approached me when she saw me at the library. She said "Alane - I heard you had group sex with three of the brothers?? Those guys told their friends. Is that true?" My heart sank. I told her it was true, and she replied, "Girl - you have quite a reputation right now on this campus." The college was small -- only 6,000 students so I guess word got around quickly. I tried to explain to her what had happened, but I knew the story was already out. Whatever I said, people would make up their own minds.

I kept my head up and told myself this was just part of college life. Over the next week, I got quite a few stares. It was too late to fix things and if people wanted to judge me, that was their business. I decided to stay a Little Sis and see how things went. Nobody said anything more to me about it.

I kept going to the house on weekends and sometimes had group sex with the guys. The most I had sex with in one evening was five, though others would occasionally watch and masturbate.

They called me their "Sweet Alane" and thanked me for the sex. I liked the attention, and it was good for my ego.