Got passed around the [f]rat house a little . . . and then things evolved . . .

This happened when I was in college. Names have been changed to protect the (semi-)innocent . . .

The guys at Alpha Beta had a bit of a reputation for being the bad boys on campus. One (Tom) lived on my hall freshman year and I had a class with two others (one a sophomore- Mike and one a junior- Kevin). I joked around with them all semester and had bit of a crush on all three- moreso Mike and (especially) Kevin.

Walking back form class one day with Mike and Kevin, Mike pulled me aside and asked me if I’d like to be his date to their winter semi-formal. It was cute seeing him shyly ask me and I gladly accepted. I love dressing up and was looking forward to that Saturday night. I wore my little black dress and Mike looked very nice in his suit as we went out to dinner before the band and bar at the fraternity house. Two other guys I had met once or twice before and their dates went to dinner with us. I was having a very good time and was even able to get served wine at dinner without anyone asking if I was 21. I kind of resolved with myself that if Mike made a move, I would hook up with him to one extent or another that night.

We chatted, drank, danced and flirted for a bit and then told him I needed to use the bathroom- he said he’d accompany me upstairs and wait for me. I freshened up and asked to see his room- clearly, something was going to happen. We sat on his bed, I thanked him for inviting me and for dinner and we started kissing. He exposed my smallish breasts (I’m barely a B cup) and I eventually pushed him back onto his bed, undid his zipper and belt and pulled his cock out. With a mischeivous grin, I took him into my mouth as he told me how good it felt and how he wanted to get with me since the first time i met him. Hearing how he wanted me really turned me on and I gave one of the more passionate blowjobs of my life- I wanted him to feel good and give him pleasure. He tried to get a little forceful (in a dominant way- not being rapey but I told him to relax. He relaxed and told me when he was ready to cum. I really like my dress so I decided it best to have him finish in my mouth. I took it all like a good girl and he thanked me for what I did. I joked that I felt obliged to him for the great evening. We went back downstairs after being gone for about 30-45 minutes.

The party kept going- much less of a semi-formal atmosphere than a small frat party. Things were getting pretty crazy as I kept drinking and eventually felt Tom dancing up behind me. He was still just a pledge and they weren’t allowed to bring dates. After we grinded for a bit, he kissed me on the dance floor and asked if I wanted to go somewhere quiet. We went into a library where there was furniture piled up and kissed some more. At that point, I didn’t want another dick in my mouth or to get laid, so I started jerking him off. He clearly wanted more than handjob but I let him know that was out of the question. He stayed fully hard the whole time and eventually groaned as he came. His cum spurted out and fell to the nice carpet in the library. I felt empowered and went back to the party.

I went to the bar to get a drink. Who should serve me but Kevin- the guy I was most attracted to. I asked where his date was and he told me they had gotten into a fight and she had left. He didn’t seem too concerned. I kind of parked myself by his end of the bar where we chatted. Eventually he asked if I had ever seen the pool room. I didn’t even know there was a pool room and he told me to follow him downstairs. The pool room was nice but we weren’t inside for a minute before he started kissing me. His hands were all over me and it felt so hot. He was very handsome and had a great athletic build. He unzipped the back of my dress and I let if fall to the ground- now I was just in my bra and thong. His lips wereon every inch of my body and then he laid me back onto the pool table. He pulled his pants down and I saw his beautiful cock and knew I needed it inside of me. I told him how badly I needed him and he pulled my panties to the side to see my shaved pussy. He lined up and thrust into my slowly and fully before we developed a quick rhythm where he was fucking me nice and hard. At one point, we heard people coming down the steps but they must have realized what was going on before they went back upstairs. He kept going and I whispered that I wanted him to cum inside of me. In hindsight I realize this was pretty risky but it felt so hot at the time. He told me he was close and then came inside of me. After he was done but before he pulled out he said that we needed to keep this a secret. I let him know that I wouldn’t say anything. I stood up, felt his cum leak down my legs and got my dress back on.

I don’t know if anyone noticed that we had be gone but nobody acted like they did. I had a few more drinks before finding Mike and asking me to walk me to my dorm. He got me home, kissed me and said he;d had a great. I showered and went to bed.

So . . . the fallout . . . during the next week, Tom came by and basically confessed that he had feelings for me. This wasn’t what I was looking for. I let him know that I thought he was cool and was glad we had fun one time but wasn’t looking for anything with him. He took it well but I could tell he was disappointed. It kind of altered out friendship from there.

Mike and I became sort of open fuckbuddies. Every week or so we’d end up in bed together. I brought him to a Sadie Hawkins dance at the sorority I pledged as my date. We had a good chemistry and didn’t expect much from the other. That summer he started dating someone he met at his cousin’s wedding and that’s where physical things ended for us.

Kevin was the most interesting of them all- the guy I wanted most but also the guy with a girlfriend. We got together very infrequently (three times after the pool room and until he graduated) but I will admit that I was putty in his hands. If he reached out to me, it meant his girlfriend wasn’t around and we’d meet someplace and be all over each other. The sneaking around was hot. The sex was great. After he graduated, he contacted me to see where I was going to be over homecoming weekend. Turns out I spent both nights of the weekend in his hotel room. He and the girlfriend shared an apartment in a bigger city. That summer, she was away at a bachelorette party for two nights so I headed into town where he paid for a room for us. I blew him in the shower before we went out to dinner. He came inside of me when he was behind me at night and I rode him to completion in the morning. I loved being completely nude next to him and having him hold me.

Senior year I heard that he had gotten engaged. A fall wedding was planned but he was, again, coming to campus for homecoming a few weekends beforehand. By this time I was living with my best friend off campus- she knew everything about me. I messaged him and let him know he had a place to crash, giving him my address. He let me know she was with him and I just figured that was that. Saturday evening, though, I got a message form him. She was staying at the hotel room and eh told her he was going out with his buddies and wanted to know if it was cool for him to stop by.

Of course it was. I put on a pretty slutty outfit and met him at my door. We barely talked. I took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom. We were all over each other and were both undressed quickly. He knew I liked it best from behind so he flipped me over and started pounding me. Telling me how much he needs my pussy. How no one gets him off like I do. How I’ll always be his slut. Hearing him say all these things got me so hot that I came before he did. I was basically his fucktoy at this point. Feeling semi-conscious, he unloaded inside of me. We laid together for a bit as usual and talked about these fleeting but intense moments we had together that should probably stop. I deiced to give him a farewell blowjob. He was soft but got hard. He called me his good girl and let me know when he was close. I pulled him out and jerked him off onto my face, marking me as his. I cleaned up, he kissed me and then he left.

That was last September. I haven’t heard from him since.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i7cl84/got_passed_around_the_frat_house_a_little_and