Fun at the Frat Party - Sex Stories

Fun at the Frat Party

... at her waist and she had both around my shoulders. We continued for a few more seconds before both of us pulled away, sheepishly giggling. We made eye contact again and went right back into it, this time I started sliding one hand up and down her thigh while she intertwined her feet with mine. "You live here right?" she whispered into my ear between kisses. I nodded and she said, "great, let's go." She took my hand and lead me inside. We danced our way through the party, stopping to grind on each other for a bit. We started making out on the dance floor and she kissed me even harder when I grabbed her ass. She took my hand again and practically dragged me to the stairs, making sure to swing her hips as I followed her up the stairwell to the second floor. The halls were packed with people as we switched places with me leading her around the corner towards my room. Thankfully my roommate was spending the night at his girlfriend's house to avoid the fraternity event so the room was dark and empty. I shut and locked the door behind me and flipped the dimmer switch up just a little bit so we could still see each other. I put on some music and we started our own private dance party. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me again before turning around and grinding her ass on my now hard cock. I could tell she felt it through my shorts as she let out a very sensual moan. She turned to face me again, biting her lip and pulled my head near hers, "Ummm..." she paused and ...

... looked down, I could tell she was nervous about something. "I think you're really cute but I need to tell you something before we go any farther." A rush of thoughts came over me, does she have a disease? A boyfriend? Is she saving herself for marriage? She could tell I was taken aback by her statement and quickly calmed me down by somehow reading my mind, "I'm clean, I'm single and I don't want to leave this room without getting you inside me but..." She took a deep breath, "I wasn't born a girl." My eyebrows raised, "Really?" I said, in a way that she'd know that she had peaked my interest. "That's fine with me, how long have you been a girl?" We sat down on my bed and she explained how she never felt like a boy, always wanting to play with Barbies and have her mom paint her nails. Her parents were always supportive and she started hormone therapy before she hit high school. "Most of my sorority sisters don't even know" she said with a smile. "So...what do you think?" I realized I hadn't said that I was completely OK with it but instead of speaking all I could do was smile and kiss her again. I could tell she was very happy about that, kissing me back with a big smile as she propped her legging-clad legs onto my lap again. I reached down to her bright white Chucks and slid them off, revealing red painted toenails. My hands remained all over her legs, feeling her up and down, from her waistline down to where her leggings ended and ankles began. When I was back up at her waist I ...