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In it was a professionally printed invitation to a fraternity party. Delta Ipsilon Kappa was having a come-alone mixer. That is, everyone would show up sans date and find a companion there. Vicky thought it sounded kind of exciting. She arrived at the frat house just after eight this Friday night. She was supposed to meet one of her girlfriends here who had also received an invitation. So far there was no sign of Tammy. *** As the night wore on, Tammy never showed. Vicky found herself attracted to Tom, a strong, muscular type who was involved in a myriad of clubs and activities. Vicky had drank a "good amount" of punch (actually spiked to an incredible 190 proof throughout the evening). Her conversational tone had quickly become raunchy babble as the alcohol prompted her to say whatever came to mind. Tom thought Vicky was extremely sexy. He sauntered over to her and made conversation. *** It was not long before Tom was leading Vicky upstairs to his private room. As he climbed the stairs, preceded by the lovely girl, he felt his cock hardening and rubbing against his legs. Vicky twisted the knob on the bedroom door and practically pulled Tom into the room. He flicked on the light and surprised a freshman Delta Ipsilon Kappa who was pumping out his girl. 17 year-old Jim pulled out of his honey just as his cock spewed a big wad. "Get the fuck outta my room. Both of you!" Tom yelled. Jim and his woman hastily dressed and ran out of the room. *** Tom locked the door behind him and then went over to Vicky who was staring at the cum stains on the messed-up sheets of the bed. She wheeled around and grabbed Tom around the neck and brought his lips down to meet hers. Their kiss was long and sensuous. Tom pushed gently on Vicky and sat her on the bed. He worked out of his jacket and tossed it to the floor. Vicky grabbed his tie and loosened it, then began working at the buttons of his shirt. Soon she was rubbing his hairy chest and smelling his sweat. Tom enjoyed the rubbing and had to reciprocate. He reached behind her and unzipped her dress to the end of her spine. She easily slid out of it and allowed him to remove her bra. Tom decided it was time to get naked. He stood up and removed all his clothes. He presented his naked body to Vicky. She admired his penis which, while not huge, was big enough for her needs. She grabbed him by it and pulled him closer. She caressed it and traced its form with her hands. She gently fondled his testicles, loving the hairiness of his scrotum. Tom closed his eyes and rolled his head back as Vicky took the pre-cum glistened glans of his rod into her luscious lips. Her tongue ground slowly and warmly along the sensitive underside of his peter. She sucked his salty juices and was filled with electric joy whenever a burst of clear pre-cum would come down his dick. She could only imagine her happiness would be exponentially greater when he finally ejaculated, be it in her cunt or her mouth. Vicky lay back on the bed. Her dress was still half-on. Tom saw to it that it became all-off quite quickly. *** Vicky gasped with erotic joy when she felt Tom's powerful, varsity hands grip her waist and slide up to her stiff-peaked nipples. Tom kneaded her breasts beneath his hands. He brought his curled tongue down on her nipples and made little circles with his licks. Then he buried his face between her swollen tits and kissed madly at the fragrant flesh. Vicky lay looking upward. The room was dimly lit. She noticed footprints on the ceiling. She wondered how they got there (but she would not ask. They were left by a horny sophomore guy in the heat of a wild session of masturbation that had him virtually standing on his head). She felt the warmth in her pussy and wanted some cooling cum to put out the fire. Her abdomen felt like it would explode with the butterflies that had taken over her innards; She had lost all reason. Her whole being revolved around her glistening slit between her legs. "When are you going in?" she thought. Tom felt his manhood pounding between his thighs. Every tiny air current that passed his balls and throbbing penis was registered. He was sure that he was gushing pre-cum. Vicky put her legs around Tom's body in an effort to bring him nearer. She stroked one hand through his thick, brown hair and with the other she rubbed his ass. Tom slid down to Vicky's navel. He poked his tongue out and made a large circle around it, then plunged South and plowed his mouth through the furrow of her vagina. He tasted her sweet fluids and smelled her fine perfume. Vicky could hardly contain herself. She instinctively gyrated her lower body. If only his cock were in her, she would be moaning in ecstasy. Tom judged Vicky to be good and wet inside. He slid up over her. His shining cock hovered over her pounding cunt. She arched her back and signaled it was the moment. Tom put the tip of his penis into her vagina and slid around gently, lubricating her further with his egg white- like juices. He saw that with each of his self-pleasing swirls, she was also enjoying it. Gradually he worked his way deeper into her, finally filling her completely with his mass. Vicky felt full with Tom's volume in her loins. She felt his hair body pressed fully against hers, their sweat mingling and filling the air with a primal odor. Tom pumped and thrust slowly, being sure to rub her in all the right places and in the course get himself some good feelings. Soon enough things started to get out of control. No longer was their sex act a conscious coordination of bodily movements. It became something that their bodies controlled. The thrusting became longer and faster. Vicky's breathing stopped for the second or two it took for Tom to stroke each way with his stud. Soon Tom's breathing sounded increasingly labored. Vicky sensed his time was coming. His thrusts became shorter- only serving to push him to the edge. His scrotum bobbed back and forth between her legs. Vicky screamed as, from almost nowhere, her orgasm arrived like a fighter jet from over the horizon. Her whole being tensed. Sweat poured from her body. She dug her fingernails into Tom, drawing blood, though in his state of heightened arousal he did not feel it. Tom felt the familiar tension build in his body. A final thrust was all it took. He felt his glands tense between his legs. He felt a spurt of cum shoot from his tool, then a greater orgasmic rush overtook him. He felt as if his eyes would burst. He saw stars. Then he jetted his warm, clammy, white semen deep into Vicky. She felt his warmth fill her and spray her parts with his manhood's chemical manifestation. Tom withdrew after some post-orgasmic thrusting. Vicky felt coolness return to her insides with the absence of his cock. Tom rolled off to her side and gently suckled her breast as his hard-on diminished slowly in heart-beat timed decompressions. Vicky sighed and sat up. She gently massaged the inside of Tom's thighs and noticed his dick was hardening again. Vicky drew close to it and inspected the slimy, wet surface. She gripped it and slid her lips across the soft, red tip. She drew her mouth back only an inch and produced a milky string of cum which she sucked in. Vicky went down on Tom and ground her tongue along his length. She watched his stomach muscles contract whenever she stimulated his particularly well. In only minutes, Tom felt tension within him again. He tried to say something to warn Vicky, but his cock burst another stream of bleach-smelling cum into her lovely mouth. She had sensed it was coming (yeah!). She swallowed every drop he gave, which was not as much as before, of course. *** How long they lay side-by-side, caressing each other, Vicky could not remember the next day. She only knew she felt great. She only knew she could not wait until the next frat party.