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	It has been a couple years now since that night.  I don’t
remember too much of the details and I doubt that I ever will, but
maybe that’s for the best.
	From what I do remember, it was a Friday night and I was
getting ready for my first frat party.  A bit embarrassing since I was
a sophomore with a bit of a reputation for being a party girl.  I had
gone to my fair share of parties freshman year along with doing some
things that I wouldn’t want my parents to find out about.  But I had
always avoided frat parties because of the stories that went around,
almost all of them bad.  I had finally decided to give it a try
because my boyfriend at the time was president of one.
	Since it was my first frat party, I naturally wanted to look
good so I wore a black spaghetti strap dress, a bit tight around the
waist and hips, but flared out a bit at the bottom which came to an
end just a couple inches above my knees.  Considering it was a
semi-formal, I also wore black thigh highs and shiny black 4" heels to
compliment the dress along with sheer black panties.
	In the car, while driving to the party, Gary, my then
boyfriend, couldn’t keep his hand just above my knee.  He kept sliding
them up and down my thigh.  I guess he really like the feel of my
stockings.
	When we got there, Gary had to take care of some "fraternity
business."  The party was disappointing.  It was mainly the frat guys
hanging around and drinking.  Pretty much a "regular" party except
that the people were more dressed up than usual.
	I kept myself entertained by drinking and talking to a few
friends until Gary came back.
	"Is this so bad?" Gary asked into my ear as he wrapped his
arms around my waist from behind.
	"It’s actually kinda dull.  I was expecting something a bit
more wild."
	"Hmmm...that can be arranged." He muttered, more to himself
than me.
	A few hours passed with nothing of interest happening as the
party simmered down.  Never wanting to be the last to leave, I found
Gary playing pool and told him that we should be leaving soon.
	"Right after this game.  But finish my drink for me, will
you?" he said as he handed me a red plastic cup while lining up a
shot.
	I agreed just wanting to leave.  Walking around in heels all
night were really starting to hurt my feet.  Noticing the game was
almost over, I started to drink the beer in pretty big gulps since the
cup was pretty much full.  I wanted to leave right after he was done.
Already a bit dizzy from drinking so fast, I took the last gulp as
Gary was saying his good-byes.
	"Ready to go?" he asked while approaching me.
	I nodded, unable to speak, assuming it was because I had too
much to drink.
	While leading me out with a hand on the small of my back, I
stumbled and fell to the floor.  I can vaguely remember Gary helping
me up, this is where my memory becomes hazy.  I think he helped me to
a couch.  Everything felt so slow and dreamy as I had trouble
speaking, taking all my concentration to say that I was dizzy.
	During all this Gary was kneeling in front of me and I think
he was lifting the hem of my dress higher and higher until you could
see the crotch of my panties.  I tried to lower my dress back down,
but he kept moving my hands away telling me to just sit back and
relax.  It seemed like a good idea so that’s exactly what I did.
Without my interference, he started to rub the back of his index
finger over my slit through the panties which immediately got me wet.
	It was about this time I noticed that his fraternity brothers
had gathered around us.  I tried to mutter "Gary stop." But once I
opened my mouth, he rose up to kiss me and slide his other hand to
squeeze a breast.  I lost myself in returning the kiss. I’m not sure
how long this continued but the next time I realized the crowd around
us, I was laying back in the couch while Gary was on top of me sucking
my exposed breasts.  Again I tried to speak but found myself
distracted by the caress of his tongue and the sucking of my erect
pink nipples.
	With my dress now bunched up around my waist and my eyes
closed, focused on the pure erotic bliss I was feeling, I did nothing
to stop him from sliding my panties off.  I didn’t even notice that he
had taken his pants off as he began to pump me slowly at first,
stopping briefly at times to kiss and suck on my nipples while keeping
me filled with his hard dick.  I started to moan as he quickened his
pace and soon found another hard cock probing my lips, wiping precum
around my mouth.  Not in full control, I accepted, sucking at first,
and later using my hand to hold the dick steady as I began to blow
him.
	It didn’t take long before my sucking matched the pace I was
being fucked.  And shortly after I came, both cocks in me also came.
Sweaty, exhausted, and drugged, I was ready to pass out, but another
dick entered me and started to pump hard and fast.  Just then, I felt
a tug on my hair as Gary used it to wipe his dick off in front of my
face.  When Gary had finished, another dick jabbed my cheek, but
exploded before my lips could wrap themselves around it, covering my
face in cum.  I thought I heard laughter as I came second time.
	My second fucker continued through my orgasm.  I gripped his
body with my legs as I approached another climax and he came while I
shuddered through my third.  Following Gary, he also wiped his cock on
my hair as someone straddled me and began to stroke my breasts around
his dick.  Without enough strength or will power to stop him, I laid
there as he fucked my tits until he came on my face and breasts.
	Another, taking his turn, rolled me off the couch onto my
hands and knees.  Propping me up with his hands around my waist, he
started to fuck me doggy style.  He continued even as I fell forward,
too spent to hold myself up with cum dripping down my thighs wetting
the top of my stockings.  I don’t even know if he came, passing out by
then.
	I woke up the next morning, alone, face down on the floor with
dried cum covering my face, breasts, inner thighs and my black with
white cum stained dress bunched around my waist.  Straightening the
dress, I picked up my heels and started to walk home as cum began to
drip down my thighs.

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