I wish I could blame it on the alcohol. Sure I had a handful drinks at the party that night, but by the time my clothes came off I felt completely sober. I don’t know why I did it. It just sort of happened. I just went to the party to get rid off some stress. Between a week of tests, multiple research papers and a messy breakup the week before Valentine’s Day, I need to blow off some steam. Before we went out that night, my roommate told me. “You need to get laid.” I don’t think what happened is what she had in mind. As we walked out of our dorm room that night, never in a million years did I think something would happen like something happened that night… The night started like just about any other Friday night in just about any college town. We stopped at the neighboring dorm to meet two of our friends, then headed off campus. Now my college doesn’t have a mansion filled Greek lane. It looked like any other house built in the past twenty years, complete with the vinyl siding. The only difference, the lack of any sort of decorations on the outside. They had covered all of the windows, but light still crept out from around the edges. The unmistakable sound of a full house of college-aged party goers greeted us. For a Friday night when most of the country was out having a romantic dinner, the house was full. Judging by the way most of the men in the house looked at it, most of them single and looking to mingle. I’m not the kind of girl that goes out looking for attention, …
Moms Frat Party
My daughter and I have always been best of friends; even through high school we were able to share with each other all our experiences and concerns. When she left for her freshman year at college 150 miles away I felt a hole in my life with her absents. About six weeks after she started school I decided to visit her for a long weekend. I ask my husband if he wanted to go with me, but he declined telling me it would ruin Kim’s and my opportunity to send quality time together. I was happy that he declined because this left Kim and myself free to talk and spend time together as mother-daughter, best friends. I left to visit Kim on Thursday afternoon knowing that she would have class on Friday for part of the time and I could look around the campus. Our plans were for me to stay in her room and be part of the college crowd again, even if just for the weekend. When I arrived I met Kim and was introduced to the other girls in her dorm. I felt like a young college student again, having to share a common bathroom and hearing the constant girl talk in the hallway. I asked Kim and her friends if there were any big plans for the weekend and one of her friends said that some of the group was planning to go to a local frat party off campus. I asked Kim if she had planned to go and she “no” because she thought I wouldn’t be interested in a frat party, with a lot of drinking and loud music. After a short pause I told her that I wouldn’t mind going, if she wouldn’t be embarrassed having be …
Sorority Fuck Row
I was 21 when I finally joined my sorority in college. I loved my s****r and the things we did. We were known as the sluts of Kentucky. I remember my initiation like it happened yesterday. It was the day I realized I truly love cock…. Well sex in general. It was the Big Bang sorority and fraternity party of the year between my sorority I was pledging and the fraternity it was connected with. They were the badass guys on campus. The hottest too. Except for a few. But that’s what happens when you have almost every football player or sports team member in your fraternity. Anyways in the day I just finished my morning classes and was done. I got a text from my sorority s****r Rebecca. She told me to come to the sorority house. I went straight there. The called me into the main room where they had all the pledges lined up and I got in line. Rebecca then came in and told us. That tonight was going to me our night. To find out if we had what they wanted for us to be their s****rs. We all said we had what it took. She then told us. Good. Now take off your clothes and stay in our bra and panties. A few girls were confused. I was ready. I took off my top and pants. Only in my bra and panties now. There were 12 of us. 3 left, as they didn’t want to do it. Rebecca told them to leave and never come back. She then walked behind each of us. Smacking our asses. When she came to mine she did it differently. She smacked it and held on holding it tight. I love the feeling of her hands digging …
Sisters On Camera
The party was nearly over. Kerry and Lindley faded in and out of consciousness, their aching knees undermining their desperate efforts to rest. Painful steel-toothed clamps hung from their sore nipples and labia and their breasts, bottoms and cunts were red from flogging. They had endured twelve hours of hard fucking and their torn, tattered dresses clung to the skinny young girls' shivering, sweat-soaked frames purely by virtue of their moist skin and the stale, sticky cum plastered all over their bodies. Semen streaked their hair and coated their chins and necks with a glistening white sheen. Lindley had screamed in agony while her abusers directed their ejaculate toward her face and eyes, which burned and stung so severely that she nearly cut her skin struggling against her restraints. The men had kindly wiped her eyes and provided her with a blindfold, and soon her screaming faded into a moan that persisted throughout the night. Kerry sighed in relief when Lindley's moaning subsided, replaced with quiet sobbing and whimpering. The two girls even managed to catch a few short naps after events began to wind down, sleeping in bursts of fifteen to twenty minutes. There were older women kneeling next to them, also bound hand and foot. Lindley's frail little body was pressed between that of her older sister Kerry and a call girl named Lauren. Kerry surmised that Lauren was in her late twenties. She was tall, pale, fit but curvy with long red hair and large, heaving breasts …
Lillian Bell 8: Incest Instigator – Part 1
Kilduff Academy for Girls is not a place where one of a promiscuous nature, much like Lillian Bell, finds many outlets for their desires. Sexual fraternisation was forbidden and if discovered, a punishable action. Most of the other girls had been too frightened of the consequences to respond to Lillian's advances, and the staff always kept a watchful eye on her. The girls finished their schooling there as well as learning how to be productive, moral members of society. There was a heavily implied "Or else" as part of that program. To her great dismay Lillian had not been fucked for two whole years. Well, not counting that time with the school priest just before graduation, that had just been business after all. And maybe that time with Meg and the hound could factor in, but that was something else entirely and she'd mostly watched anyway. So, for two years Lillian had played the part of the demure, reformed angel, her days as a sex-kitten long past her. At least on the outside. On the inside she'd been fuming the entire time at Kildfuff. She was angry at her step-father for having sent her there. She was furious at her mother for having allowed it. Since three weeks ago when she'd sucked off the priest to get a look at her school file, she'd been mad at three other people as well. Three people who had given "character interviews" about her, solidifying the case that she be thrown into that hellhole of a school. Although the interviews were anonymous, Lillian knew the …
Kristys Journey into Darkness ( A BBC fantas
Into the Dark Chapter One My name used to be Kristy. Now everyone calls me whore, slut, or anything else they want to. It all started at a frat party about two months ago. I’m a freshman at a big southern college, I won’t name it, because I don’t want anyone to find out who I am. Anyway, I was at this party and I had a little too much to drink. I’m always getting into trouble when I drink too much. I was there to check out guys and maybe get laid. There were some nice looking guys there and I was talking a few up. I was dressed to get some attention, wearing a tight white blouse that showed off my black bra and my big DD boobs. They get a lot of attention on their own but they were barely concealed with the buttons threatening to pop open at any minute. I also wore a very short skirt that when I happened to bend over showed my pretty black panties. All of this was topped off with thigh high stockings and heels. I was a gangbang waiting to happen. A few of the guys I was talking too were ready to find a place to get some alone time, but they didn’t attract me. To tell you the truth, I’m not sure what I was looking for. But I soon found it, or better yet, it found me. I was headed to find a restroom when I happened into a bedroom of the frat house. It was dark and I couldn’t see where I was going. When suddenly a voice calls out. “Where you going girl?” I was startled. I couldn’t see who was talking to me. “I’m looking to find a bathroom.” I told me it was over by the far …
Mika and Christina, Chap 5
Mika and Christina Chapter 5. Birthday Candles. Roger lifts his beer bottle into the air and says with authority, “Old married guys do not get fucked at home.” He regales Akin and the other two guys with the story about newlywed guys. The story goes like this: They need to put a jar next to the bed on the wedding day. For the first year every time they have sex they put a penny into the jar. The next year every time they have sex they take a penny out of the jar. “I guarantee the jar will never be empty,” Roger tells them and all four college guys laugh at the joke. Akin and his buddies are in the student cafeteria at his college. They had just finished a one hour weight lifting drill and were having drinks. Roger is the only one who drinks beer and his middle shows it. His flat belly days are long gone. How they got to talking about married guys was Akins fault. He was asked why he had not been at a frat party where only freshman girls were invited. “My God, you should have seen some of those baby tits and ass,” Roger tells them. He makes a big deal about the new girls being glammed up but wearing next to nothing. One of the guys adds, “I never saw one girl with a bra on. And they made sure we knew it; total sluts, away from mommy and daddy for the first time.” Akin’s mind flashes at the baby tits and ass at his house. Six year old red headed Christina really had baby no-tits and a cute bubble butt. Mika, the nine year old, was madly in love with him and had sweet, young …