As long as I can remember, I’ve suffered from social anxiety. Gatherings, large crowds and especially parties were things I’ve vehemently avoided. Of course when you have to cross that barrier to get what you want, all bets are off.
It was the end of Fall semester and I’ve developed a crush on a fellow classmate. She was in a sorority and I wasn’t. I knew that sororities were very social and I, myself wouldn’t have been caught dead “paying” to have friends. I generally looked down on sorority girls, but this one was different. She was 22 but looked 25 and spoke with a resounding confidence that made everyone in the room stop and pay attention. She was the kind of girl that didn’t let anyone stop her from getting what she want.
We first met in a liberal studies class. She was very outspoken about women’s rights and the plight of the working female. For someone who was so vocal in her views, she retained a high degree of femininity. Always wearing high heels, tight dresses and blood red lipstick. I figured she loved to tease the boys and watch them squirm when they realized they couldn’t have her. But that was just it. No one could have her. She was so intimidating neither man nor girl had the courage to ask her out.
As the Fall session approached, my crush was paired up with me to do the last project of the semester. As we began working on it, my crush came out of nowhere and asked me
“Hey, are you a dyke?”
“Excuse me?” I was so offended and ashamed, I could scream. I wasn’t masculine by any means, but the mere fact that I was in this class implied a lot about my alleged sexuality.
“Uhh, no. I have a boyfriend” I retorted. I didn’t but I didn’t want her to think I wasn’t cool or couldn’t attract a man if I wanted.
“Hey, don’t take it so personal. I’m just curious.”
“It was just a weird thing to ask”
“Don’t worry, I’m just messing with you. You’re actually pretty cool. You should come to the mixer we’re having tomorrow. Our sorority is visiting a fraternity and it’s a no beer party”
“No beer? That sounds like a totally lame party. Is everyone going to just play dance dance revolution?”
“Uhh… no hunny, no beer means it’s a liquor only party. Nothing below 40% alcohol”
“Well that escalated quickly” I thought. “Umm… sure, sounds like fun”
“Cool! Bring your boyfriend, I’d love to meet him.”
The momentary high of being accepted by my crush soon turned into despair as I realized; 1. I’ll have to go to a social gathering 2. I have to furnish an imaginary boyfriend. Damnit! How could I have been so stupid. I should have told the truth. Now I need to find someone who will act as my boyfriend. Luckily, this was not too difficult a task. I had at least 2 orbiters who were totally in love with me. They were nice enough, but nothing that got my pussy wet like my crush. I figures I could always rely on one of them.
That afternoon, I met up with my most desperate orbiter Max. He was a slim young man with odd bone structure. Not particularly astonishing, but certainly eager to please me.
“Hey Max, what are you doing tomorrow”
“I’m going to visit my parents on the East Side of town,. But I could totally cancel it if you want… I mean, what are you planning?
“Want to come to a party with me tomorrow?
“I thought you hated social gatherings. I invite you all the time and you’ve never once said yes.”
“I know, but this is different. I have to go there to talk to someone”
“ Okay I guess. I’ll call my parents and tell them I won’t be coming after all”
“Thanks! You’re the best!”
It wasn’t the nicest move on my part, but I was so drawn to my crush, I was willing to crack a few eggs to make my omelet .
The following night we had arrived to the party at around 8:30. I figured it was better to be a little late than too early. The house was dense, but not “packed”. You could still walk around without hitting anyone which was a great relief to me. Max and I grabbed some liquor and quietly talked to each other in a corner. As time went on, the anticipation grew. My palms were sweating as I waited for my crush to finally show up. Max, my date was also anxious as I could see he was getting up the nerve to ask me to be his girlfriend. Then, it finally happened. The door swung open and in-walks my crush. She looked stunning. Sporting a short, skin-tight dress matched with a pair of fishnet stockings and high heels. Her makeup was e maculate and hair was curled and bouncy. As soon as I saw her, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Everyone did, she was the hottest girl in that house.
As frat boys tried to approach her, she ignored everyone and got herself a drink. Then, she spotted her prey. Me. As she walks up to me, shot glass in hand, her cold, bitchy face turns into an alluring smile.
“Hey Fawn! Glad you made it!”
“Thanks for the invite. I’m not usually a party person, but this is pretty cool”
Max tries to introduce himself, “Hey, I’m Ma—“ but is instantly cut off by my crush.
“You look so sexy today, oh my gosh” she says
“Thanks you too!”
“Ugh, if only you knew how many cocks are thrown at me every day. I’m so over it. I want to connect with someone more… empathetic”
I start to blush as she approaches me closer. Max is there on the side, simply staring. Flabbergasted at how he’s been simply cast aside. No one had interest in him. Not me, not my crush, not anyone in the Fraternity house. Soon, it became apparent why she invited me. She wanted me and I wanted her, but what can we do? We’re in the middle of a party. Where would we go?
My crush was clever, she took my hand and took my to another part of the house that was only slightly less crowded.
“Hey, where are you go—“ Max tried to intervene, but it was too late. I was swooned by my crush and I was ready to follow anywhere she led. Her succulent lips, majestic breasts and curvy round ass hypnotized me. I would have stepped over my own mother to have her. And in that moment, I prayed I did.
We find a small patch of isolation and look each other directly in the eyes. Like a staring contest, we got lost in one another’s gaze. It was an intense mating gaze that was palpable by everyone in the room. Pretty soon, people began to notice and I began to feel self conscious. My crush noticed my unease and said, “Hey… there’s no one here but me and you. It’s just me…. And you…. And no one else.” Her saying that made my pussy so fucking wet, I couldn’t hold it anymore. I went in to kiss her and to my amazement, she kissed back. We ravenously began devouring each other’s mouths as the men and women in the room began to take notice. Someone yelled, “Oh shit, two girls going at it” but in that moment, I just didn’t give a shit. I wanted her so fucking bad I didn’t care who was there and who saw.
I she began to undress me as I ripped down the top of her dress and started to suck her right nipple. She took her hand and shoved it down my panties to begin rubbing my horny little pussy. Cheers were going off all around us as horny drunk fratboys and sorority girls gathered around us to watch the spectacle. Max was there too, quietly watching. Only god knows what he was thinking, but I couldn’t have cared less. I had my crush and I was going to do everything I wanted to her… even if it was in front of all these people.
Before long, both of us were totally nude. I turned her around and stuck my face in her ass. I motorboat-ed her ass-cheeks while playing with her pussy from behind. My pussy was leaking so much I could feel the fluids descending down my leg. I then began to thrust my tongue into her pussy. The thrusts made a smacking sounds that resonated throughout the house. Before long, the cheers turned into silence as the for those at the party had set in. This was not a “stunt” by two girls playing “bisexual” to get attention. This was two women who genuinely wanted nothing more than to have sex with each other. The novelty wasn’t as “hoo-ra” for the men at that point. Rather the collective realization came that the entire room was being cucked. The men stayed mesmerized as the women looked outwardly disgusted, (but internally turned on). The room became silent with the exception of the smacking noises from my face hitter her ass and her lustful moans of pleasure.
She turned around and looked me deep in the eyes as she fingered my pussy. I was so happy in that moment, I could have exploded. I bring her closer to me so that our bodies are touching as we make out. I then throw her on the floor with her front to me and spread my pussy for her. I saddle her pussy with mine and begin to thrust my thighs forward. Room is still silent while everyone watches. I thrust and I thrust and I thrust with little regard for who is watching me. In fact, the idea starts to turn me on as I sense the presence of others around me. I thrust and I thrust as she moans and squeezes her own tits.
“I love you baby” she exclaims
This gets me so hot I start to moan as I thrust.
“Oh baby, you’re finally mine” I say with a passionate exhale.
Faster and faster. I notice people have begun to take video and pictures, but I don’t care. And neither does my crush. In fact, it makes it hotter. I flip over and begin to eat her pussy. I eat it intensely while keeping total eye contact with her. She’s starting to convulse as I grab her right tit and squeeze it while I have her clit in my mouth. It feels lavish. I felt free and this was the best way I could express my freedom to her. She then mounts my face and we 69 each other ferociously. I haven’t eaten before the party so I considered her pussy both my dinner and desert. The feeding frenzy continues for several minutes as we both did all we could to give the other an intense orgasm. As I was approaching it, she proved herself to be the knowledgeable woman she was. As I was mere moments from cumming, she took her thumb and put pressure on my asshole as if she was about to penetrate it. She held it there… at the brink of penetration for about 5 seconds. The feeling was so exceptional it totally pushed me over the edge. I began to cum like I’ve never came before. Fluids gushing everywhere as she rubbed it all over her tits. The orgasm was so intense, I had forgotten where I was or how I ended up there.
When I came to, I realized there was an entire fraternity house filled with sorority girls and fraternity boys… and Max, all standing around us watching. My social anxiety soon set back in and I though, “Oh my god, what have I done?” My crush saw the worry in my face and slid over to hug me.
“Don’t worry Fawn” she said. “I’m right here with you”.
I had no idea what kinds of repercussions laid in front of me as a result of what just happened… but in that moment, when my crush made me feel secure and wanted… I simply didn’t care.