Another Week of Christmas and you’re going to be stuck with family that you can’t stand. You have to relieve some stress somehow, but how? You could always hangout with friends before they leave for their family get togethers, but is that enough? You’re not in a friend mood, you’re looking for something new and exciting. So it’s a no for friends, no boyfriend cause who wants one when you’re about to go to college next month. Wait, College. College means frat guys and frat guys means parties. There’s gotta be tons of Christmas parties, you just have to get to them. This is gonna require some phone calls.
Finally, you get ahold of you sister Steph. She hasn’t left campus yet, probably trying to avoid family like you are. You’re assigned to the same dorm next semester so it was easy to find her place. Both of you spent the next few hours getting dressed and decked to the nines. You’re not like the rest of these college sluts, you have class. Your outfit hugs every curve with grace, any man looking at you will go wild. But you won’t give in. You are going in to college with high standards. It would take one hell of a man to catch your attention. After all, you’re a virgin and planned on losing it your way, not anyone else’s.
Party time. You’re already in the door, since you sister is popular with the guys. She’s no slut, she’s the Fraternity Sweetheart. Only one guy gets close to her: Rob, the Fraternity President. He’s her best friend, they’ve known each other for years. You’ve seen him around, but not since they left for college. You have to wonder how he’s changed.
Your sister should’ve been dating Rob. You always thought he was so cute, but he was three years older. There was no way he’d lay eyes on you. You kept asking why they never dated, all she would say is they didn’t want to ruin a good thing. Since your sister would probably be on Robs arm to avoid all the fuck boys, you knew you would be on your own, and the thought of that was daunting… and exciting.
He’s no party animal, more of a socialite. You’ll never see him passed out, only talking to everyone and ensuring they’re having a good time. Everyone that comes through that door knows Rob. He is the king of the party that everyone respects; when he says something, everyone listens. It’s like he’s some kind of Frat God. He’s the talk of all the girls. According to Kaitlin, the girls throw themselves at him but he never gives in. It’s like he doesn’t even care. What is this guy’s deal?
Finally, it’s party time. As you walk in, you notice a few guys checking you out but it’s already clear that you’re not there for them. It’s your night, you’re there to drink and dance. Steph even surprised you by getting some of your girlfriends into the party. You spend the next half hour dancing and getting a few drinks. That’s when you realize Kaitlin isn’t there. Suddenly, someone lays their hand on your shoulder
The hand was huge and strong, for once, you felt almost scared. The usual control you have over your body was suddenly gone. Your hair stood on end and a slight quiver went down your spine. You turn to see who the hand belongs to and of course… it’s Rob.
“Kaitlin!”, he exclaimed looking you up and down “You look amazing! So glad your sister got you to come”
Your heart accelerates and you feel like you might blurt or do something embarrassing. Instead, the words “Rob, it’s been way too long. You’re looking pretty good yourself” come out of your mouth.
Where did that come from? No awkward laugh? You used to be so awkward around Rob. You spurted milk out of your nose one time when he waltzed into the kitchen unannounced. No, this time was different. You even went in for a hug. Those big strong arms wrapped around you, sending you into a spiral.
You’ve been attracted to boys before of course. But nothing like this. You lose all control of your body and senses. Goosebumps spread across your soft skin, but you feenlike you’re on fire inside. New sensations you’ve never felt before infect your body. Your nipples harden, goosebumps form across your tits. You feel your ass tighten as it if it’s been slapped or grabbed. Even more surprising was this feeing younfelt creeping down your body. Your tight little pussy was getting a little wet. You couldn’t believe the things you were feeling.
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7m3o1a/christmas_frat_party
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