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Date: Sun, 09 Oct 2005 19:16:13 +0000
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A Fraternity Party to Remember
by bombshellwife ©
For those of you following my escapades you can imagine how unbelievably wet and
horny I was before I even made it to my son's college campus. The wind blowing
into the convertible had teased my nipples and tortured my psyche with erotic
expectation of things to come. By the time I reached my son's campus I was ready
to hop on, leg-lock, and serial-fuck every gorgeous, muscular guy in site.
I paused and took a few moments to collect myself before I left the car, hoping
I could calm down a bit before seeing anyone. Unfortunately, the site of all
those young, hard guys strolling around in their tight pants and muscle
shirts... it was more than I could stand.
"I'm going to taste you, and you, and you," I thought as I picked out the best
of the lot.
I kept thinking about all the things I wanted to do to this collection of young
studs as I ravaged each and every one of them repeatedly. I would be their
tutor, their sexual mentor, introducing them to erotic fulfillment beyond their
wildest dreams.
I couldn't believe my own crazy, wild thoughts, but the last couple of weeks of
sexual abandon had allowed me to explore possibilities of fantasy I'd never
before imagined. I had become the phoenix of erotic fulfillment, rising from the
ashes of sexual mediocrity, soaring to new heights of orgasmic bliss. I was
hooked on mind-blowng, toe-curling, thigh-quivering sex, and there was no
looking back now.
I took my time freshening up at Brian's apartment, and renewed my friendship
with his sexy roommate7, Steve, as I prepared for the frat party we were to
attend later that evening. A couple of hours later Brian and Steve were driving
me to their party, and I was again becoming wet with the anticipation of seeing
all the virile, young, testosterone-filled men who would be there. The lacy
beige panties beneath my tan linen minidress were moist with eager excitement.
Funny, I knew these guys would only see me as a sex object, but I was more than
ready to return the favor. The truth was, I was only thinking of them as a life
support system for a much needed hard-on. I must admit I became a little light-
headed just thinking about it, but I had this aching, burning fire blazing deep
within my pussy... and they had the tools I needed to extinguish it!
I shifted my position in the back seat slightly to give Steve a quick glimpse
up my muscular thighs. The wetness of my pussy compounded with the paper thin
silky cloth of my panties painted a perfect outline of my swollen, inviting
love-tunnel. I smiled and teased him, blowing him a quick kiss while Brian
wasn't looking.
"That's right," I thought to myself. "Take a good look at my hot little dick
holder... I just might wrap it around you later and squeeze the hot cum right
out of you... if you're a good boy!"
As we walked into the party I could sense the tension of hormones and shameless
lust all around me. I loved turning all those young heads as I strutted around
this college crowd. It made me feel young, sexy, and powerful. What a turn on!
I grabbed a quick drink and began to mingle, meeting as many of Brian's friends
as possible. It only took a few minutes to get a pretty good buzz, and I know I
was flirting blatantly, but it didn't seem to embarrass Brian. He was busy
chasing a couple of young, tight skirts on the other side of the room.
After a while I felt Steve tugging at my arm, urging me to follow him upstairs.
Obviously, I didn't require much coaxing at this point, but I feigned an
appropriate amount of reluctance before following his tight, delectable ass up
to a bedroom. Once in the room he began kissing me and fondling my breasts,
telling me how hot I looked... and how much he'd looked forward to seeing me
again. Then he said he had a surprise for me... if I was up to it. I ran my hand
right down the front of his pants, feeling every vein in his bulging groin and
told him to go for it.
Moments later, as Steve was handcuffing me and strapping my body into a chair, a
gorgeous blonde in a short, white spandex dress waltzed into the room.
"This is Janie, my girlfriend," Steve said. "I've told her all about you."
"Nice to meet you," I said, wondering what kinky ideas he had cooked up for me.
It really didn't matter at this point. I was so horny that if someone didn't
take me pretty soon, I was going to roll onto the floor and fuck one of the legs
of the chair.
Brian and Janie worked as a seasoned team, strapping my legs to the chair and
gently pushing a gag into my mouth.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine," they explained. "Just sit back and enjoy
the evening."
Then came the surprise. The door opened again and the blindfolded guest of
honor was escorted in front of me. It was obvious some rite of passage, a
hazing of sorts, was about to take place, and I had unknowingly stumbled into
the middle of it.
Unable to speak, I watched as they stripped this young man down to his shorts
and gave him his instructions. He was not permitted to remove the blindfold, nor
could he speak or rise from his knees until he had ravaged me to their
satisfaction. It was only then, through the dimly lit shadows that I recognized
their sexual subject... it was my son, Brian.
I tried to speak, to stop him, but I couldn't generate the first sound. Helpless
to move I cut my eyes at Steve, searching for some explanation. Steve smiled,
gave me that "I'll teach you to tease me" look and just said, "Enjoy it, he'll
never know."
As his words trailed into the distance I could already feel Brian's warm
breath caressing my knees. He continued to inhale deeply, to kiss my legs,
gently, seductively, as his hands worked their way up my skirt and around the
back of my thong. He started to rub across the silky material of my panties,
pausing to feel the alluring indentations of my coarse pubic hair along the
way. Was something terribly wrong with me, or was I really starting to be
turned on by this?
As Brian started to tug at the sides of my panties I felt sure I would be able
to stop him, to resist his advances, but my body betrayed me. Instead of
resisting, I felt my hips flexing upward to help him relieve me of the panties
as quickly as possible. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but the feeling was
incredible! It was unlike anything I'd ever experienced, and it was true. Brian
had no idea it was me. I had to keep it that way.
I watched with breathless delight as he pulled my panties over my heels, held
them to his face, and basked in the aroma. Holding his silky trophy in one hand,
his tongue went quickly back to it's work. I was salivating with anticipation as
he slowly licked and nibbled every inch of my thighs until finally I could deny
the pleasure no longer. I spread my legs as widely as I could and forced my
shuddering crotch into his face. The pressure from his probing tongue responded
immediately to my welcoming pelvic dance.
With my hands writhing for freedom I began to buck against the motion of his
mouth. Where in the world did he learn to do this, I wondered? (Certainly not
from his father!) Brian methodically circled my throbbing clit, sucking,
kissing, then forcing his tongue deep into my dripping pussy to taste ever drop
of my love juice. He knew just what he was doing, pressing into my lips and
teasing my swollen g-spot with such perfect pressure.
Every inch of my body was shuddering shamelessly with pleasure as he then
inserted his fingers deep inside me, feeling every ridge on my vaginal walls. I
could feel myself squeezing back against him with every touch, encouraging his
wonderful fingers to probe deeper and harder.
"That's right baby," I thought. "Squeeze and stir... squeeze and stir! OOOOH,
that was just absolutely perfect!
I'd never wanted to scream so badly in my life, but the torture of my silence
was rewarded by his continued probing of my pussy. I can't describe how I was
able to stay in that chair, because the orgasm I had literally shook every piece
of furniture in that room.
My shoes flipped into the air and the chair rocked upwards off the ground as
I rewarded his effort by exploding right into his wet face. My head arched
backwards repeatedly as I ground my quivering pussy more forcefully against
his wonderfully gifted tongue. I kept trying to pull him closer with my
knees for the next few minutes as these passionate explosions of mine simply
would not end!
As Brian finished me, licking up the last of my incredible climax, I realized my
hands had been freed from the cuffs. Janie had also untied my legs and I could
sense what they had in mind for us now. There was Brian, lying on the floor with
his huge, inviting bulge pressing through his shorts. Janie quickly relieved him
of the shorts and I sat there for a moment, watching her tickle his dick with
her nails, pondering my next move.
It took me about three seconds to make my decision. It was too late to worry
about appearances anyway. My son had just sucked me like I'd never been sucked
before and now it was time to pay the piper. I lunged out of the chair, falling
forward on his sweaty, muscular chest and instinctively grabbed for his cock.
The musty odor of sexual excitement was overwhelming as I shoved him deep inside
me and sat upright on his legs. I immediately convulsed with another orgasm as
the head of his swollen cock pressed hard into my wet, inviting pussy.
We rocked back and forth, gently at first, then faster and faster until the
room seemed to spin with each forceful thrust. I pushed one hand behind me and
grabbed his balls, rhythmically squeezing them to help build his pleasure. I
could feel the spasm beginning to well up inside me, and I could sense he was
close to coming. I squeezed him tightly inside me and increased the motion of
my hips, back and forth, then circling him. It was a strange feeling of power
and control, but it felt great to both of us and that was all I could think at
the moment.
Finally, he paused. It was a wonderful pause, filled with lustful anticipation.
It was that quiet, sensual, motionless moment just before I knew he would writhe
with agonal fulfillment... the calm before the perfect storm. In what surely
lasted a full sixty seconds, Brian bucked, kicked, jerked and flailed every
muscled in his body as he pressed against me with all his might and pumped me
full of every last ounce of cum he could muster.
Weak from riding him so wildly, I collapsed on top of him and wiped the
sweat from his brow. Quickly, before he could see, I jumped up grabbed my
clothes, (accidentally leaving my panties in his hand,) and ran into another
room to hide.
You might think it couldn't get any crazier than this, but I assure you the
night was far from over. What happened next... you will not believe. I'll share
that with you next time. I think I need some time to adjust to this confession
first, but more will follow. Thanks for letting me get this off my chest.
Love always, Deanne
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