Where it happened: Frat Party
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Well first of all, this is neither fake nor moralistic. I may not be proud of what went on here, but I am going to tell it like it is.
I am currently finishing up my second year of college in L.A. (Hint: I do NOT go to USC!) =) So it was my freshman year that I lost my virginity. I had just moved into the dorms on campus, and I was rushing into a sorority. One of the deals with that is that you have to hit tons of frat parties in the process…lots and LOTS of drinking.
But Im a big girl, so I hit up all the parties and actually had a great time. I met tons of cool people and went out with my girl friends constantly, all in all it was a fun time. But one night I finished up my pre-partying with my friends and the six of us all went to frat row. The parties were kicking and we settled in and started drinking.
We all had tons to drink that night, my “big sister” got tremendously drunk and passed out, and soon after that my roommate passed out as well. I had already drank three margaritas at our pre-party, so I was buzzing on the way to the frats. When I got there, we were drinking shots of tequila like mad and downing beers as well. After my fourth shot, this random guy started giving me beer after beer. I took it
but began to have problems focusing and talking…yup, I was completely drunk. Ive had drinks before, so this was no big thing, but after ten or so minutes all the drinks hit me like a ton of bricks. I couldnt walk straight and I was totally dizzy. The guy I was with helped me up the stairs, I was basically being carried! I felt really tired so I tried not to pass out, my eyes got heavy and I was drooling and stuff–not a pretty sight.
But it couldnt have been that bad cuz the random guy was all over me. He totally sober, which kinda pissed me off, and he layed me down on a bed and closed the door. I couldnt see anything, so I figured he had left and I relaxed. I felt like puking and the ceiling was doing circles, and then I kinda faded out.
I dont know how much later it was when I woke up, but there were a few guys in the room in various degrees of drunkenness. I was completely drunk, I couldnt concentrate on any one guy, so I didnt even know if I recognized them or not. But I began to feel sicker than ever, and it wasn’t the alcohol so much as the fear. Im no prude, I have made out with guys, given blowjobs, and been fingered plenty of times…but I was still a virgin.
When the guys started coming over to me, I just layed there. I was laughing like crazy and still drooling, and the one original guy took off my tank top. I had supertight black pants on at the time, and another guy began to take them off of me. It wasn’t hard since I wasn’t putting up a fight at all. I was very vaguely aware that something odd was going on, but I couldnt stop it at all…it felt like I was in a cloud, like a dream.
So when my tank top was off, my pants were being removed as well, and my plats were gone also. I know my bra was still on because I had my hands on my breasts at the time and I could feel it underneath. They didnt even bother with my boobs at all, so I began to think that everything was cool after all. It wasn’t.
I don’t know how my panties got removed, one moment I just began to feel a tongue along the rim of my vagina, licking the sides and around my hole. Alcohol always gets me wet (does this happen to anyone else?) but his tongue was opening my lips up also. I couldnt do anything, I was lost in these bizarre feelings of sickness and pleasure. At the same time I felt like I was going to puke, felt like I was overpowered by guys, and then my
clit began to throb. I was conscious that I could stop it, but I tried once and I couldnt articulate my words, like I just couldnt say what I was thinking. And then when I thought I could stop it, it started feeling good. So, rather than get sick and puke, I tried to relax and enjoy it. I loved it when my boyfriend ate me out anyway and I kept telling myself it was him all along.
After some time had passed, another guy pressed a finger inside of me, I am not sure who it was but it added to the overall sensation. When the tongue and finger disappeared from my vagina, I was extremely wet, both from them and the alcohol. The next thing I felt was HUGE and painful. I knew immediately that it was a penis inside me, and I couldnt even respond. The pain was dulled a bit by the alcohol that ran through me, I could feel
his penis inside me but couldnt move or do much about it. Anyway, it kept on and on and on, and felt good but not as good as being eaten out had. After another few minutes passed, the guy came and pulled himself out of me, and a black guy began to screw me. It didnt feel any different at all, just a dull throb down there that spread upwards. Nobody paid any attention to my clit at all, just kept screwing me over and over. And after HE
finished, a third guy (I think it was the original guy that did it last) came inside of me. By now I was sore and queasy, and I began to fade out again. I remember hearing the slurping sounds as he pounded away, but I couldnt feel anything…and I blacked out.
The next morning I was on the downstairs couch and I had my underwea0r and tanktop on. My pants and shoes were on the floor beside me and I was tempted to believe it was all a dream–but my massive headache and the trickle of blood in my panties proved it. I did not go to class for two days while I tried to sort out what had happened.
I had been on the Pill for about a year, so I wasnt worried about pregnancy, but AIDS scares the hell out of me and I still have not been tested. A few times I think I see the guys that did that to me on campus, but I am never sure…I was simply too drunk to remember.
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