Toga! Toga! T-oh-ugh! - Sex Stories

Toga! Toga! T-oh-ugh!

I felt the warmth of the sun on my face and a pounding in my head. ‘How much did I drink last night?’ I wondered. But that wasn’t the only question I had. Something didn’t feel right, in fact, a lot of things didn’t feel right. I forced my eyes open to seen the bloodshot eyes of a man in the bed I was in. “Aaahhh!” we both cried, which was quickly followed by, “Ooohh!” I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and opened them again. The man was still there staring at me. His brown hair was a matted mess, his brown eyes were very bloodshot, and he was sporting what some would call a five o’clock shadow. “Hi,” he croaked. “Hi,” I moaned back. “I’m Owen.” “Ryleigh.” “Nice to meet you… again.” I giggled and looked around the room. This wasn’t my dorm room, and I had no idea where I was. I moaned. “Where am I?” Owen looked around. “My room at the frat house.” “Frat house? Oh fuck!” “I need to use the head. Would you like something when I come back?” “Water,” I moaned. “I’ll be right back.” Owen slid out of his bed and stood up. His semi-flaccid cock hung between his legs as he grabbed a pair of boxers. I smiled, but said nothing as I watched him leave. His curly brown hair, firm build, long legs made me smile. I’ll admit, if I was to wake up next to a naked man, he was a man I didn’t object to waking up with. Now, if I could only remember what we did last night. I shut my eyes and tried to remember what had occurred the night before. Flashes of loud music and dancing ran through my ...

... memory. My friend Chrissy was the one who talked me into coming, but shortly after we arrived she ditched me to be with her sorority sisters and the other frat guys. I debated about leaving, but I didn’t. Why? Oh, because that guy asked me to dance with him. Not the guy who I woke up with though. Who was he again? Owen, that’s right. I was still lying back and under the covers when Owen returned with four bottles in his hands. He handed me two and said, “Here.” “Thanks,” I said, then drank some water. The other bottle, lemon-lime Gatorade. My personal favorite. “So, how long have you been a member of KT?” “KT?” “Kappa Tau.” “I’m not a member of Kappa Tau, or any sorority for that matter.” “Then why were you at our party?” “My former roommate and best friend is a member. She invited me. I’m three weeks away from graduation.” “Wow! Congrats!” I lay back on the bed, then asked, “Are my clothes in here somewhere?” “What clothes? If you mean your underwear, they might be downstairs. Last night was our annual toga party.” I closed my eyes and sighed. “Oh fuck! That’s right. I was wearing a purple sheet.” “You mean this one?” asked Owen, holding up a purple bed sheet. I opened my eyes. “Yeah, that’s mine. Is my bra around?” “What color is it?” “Purple. I really would like it back. It’s my favorite.” “We usually keep them as mementos of our parties.” “What will it cost me to get it back?” “I’d say a blowjob, but you don’t look so good and to be honest, I’m enjoying our chat. Finish your ...