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Frat Party Slut

... what was going on. Chris stayed behind and saw his eyes undressing me. “Do you two want to continue what you started back in the basement?” “Why what do you mean?” Tina said with a playful tone. Before I had a chance to freak out, she turned towards me and kissed me. Again, I’ve kissed girls before. However, that was just playing around. This was very different. She wrapped her arms around me and held me as her soft lips met my mouth. It wasn’t just a peck on the lips. No, she pushed it further. Her tongue darted into my mouth and I started to melt. I had never been so turned on in my life. Evan returning with drinks stopped us for a moment. “You started without me?” He said to both of us. He handed everyone their drink, then sat down next to me. Chris sat down next to Tina. This broke all of my rules. I wasn’t the kind of girl who did this sort of thing, but I liked where this was going. A lot. I took a long sip of my drink before I set it down on the floor. Before I had time to think about what would happen next Tina kissed me again, this time with more power. She practically pushed me back into Evan. I felt a pair of hands on my breasts, but this time it wasn’t Tina groping me. Evan’s hands were stronger and not as gentle. One hand slid down between the bottom of my tank top and my jeans. His fingers slid across my tight skin and into my jeans. He didn’t go far, but I wanted more. I broke the kiss with Tina to turn towards him. We kissed. His lips stronger and tasted ...

... like rum. Tina groped me one more time before she turned towards Chris. For her this might’ve been an every weekend sort of thing. For me, it was definitely a first. My heart pounded, my body felt like it might melt. I wanted to tell him that I couldn’t do this. However, I didn’t want this to ever end. I couldn’t imagine going back to my dorm room now and trying to go to sleep. I was too worked up. My phone beeped from my pocket, letting me know I had a text message. I didn’t want to stop things, but I didn’t want my roommate to worry. Without looking, I knew it was her. When I pulled out my phone, I confirmed my intuition. “Where are you? We’ve been looking all over for you.” “Hanging out with a friend.” I replied in text form. “We’re going into town. Do yo want to come?” “I’ll catch up.” The phone beeped again as I put it into my pocket, but I didn’t check for her response. She brought me back to reality for a moment, but I wasn’t ready for this fantasy to end. My lips returned to Evan’s mouth. I could’ve kissed him all night. He was the perfect kisser. Just aggressive enough, not over the top like too many guys. However, it was obvious by the growing bulge in his jeans that Evan wanted to more than just kiss. He pulled off my tank top. I took off my white lace bra. If I had known someone was going to see me in my underwear I would’ve worn something sexier that night. However, Evan didn’t seem to mind. His hands were rough on my now exposed breasts before he leaned in and ...