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PLEDGE NIGHT
Another Adventure by
Junior Perv
I was finally in college and on my own. I was even pledging to a Fraternity. It was kind of stupid, but I was told there were more opportunities for sex. Little did I know how true that would be. My roommate Drew and I were ordered to go to one of the sororities and steal their flag. We made it onto the grounds unnoticed and even clambered to the second floor balcony. We felt like goddamn Mission Impossible. I was heading for the fire escape when Drew tugged at my sleeve. He pointed.
Inside one of the rooms were three girls. One of them was blind-folded, her hands tied behind her. All three were naked. One of the Seniors began kissing the Freshman girl. The Pledge girl giggled and began to respond. The other Senior, a redhead, knelt down and began to kiss the Pledge's thighs, moving closer to her pussy. Drew and I looked at each other: Jackpot! The girls were moaning, really getting into it. Then we heard a shriek - behind us.
We spun around, facing half a dozen girls in nighties, teddies, flannel nightgowns. All of them pointing Mace cans at us. "One move and you're toast, you little perverts." "They're Pledges!" cried a mousey little girl at the back. "We should mace 'em anyway!" Just then, the Redhead came to the window, wiping her mouth. "We can have more fun with Pledges than that..." Drew and I looked at each other. This might okay. In fact, this might be great. We surrendered to our captors and they led us to separate rooms.
A fat chick told me to undress. I complained just a little, then complied. With her mace can, she motioned me to a futon matress on the floor. I dropped to the pad and stretched out. I was a little embarassed, but being a little drunk helped. Then I felt my hands being tied to the futon frame. I was kind of nervous about that, but also a little excited. Just then, the Redhead came in. She was wearing a kimono. She sauntered over to me, then straddled my body. I was hard as a rock. "Are you ready to get laid?" she asked. "Yes!" I said. Then she kissed me passionately. I imagined I could taste that little Pledge's pussy on her lips. Then she pulled away...and slapped a piece of duct tape across my mouth!
The other girls laughed knowingly. They applauded. The Redhead stepped away and took a bow. Now I could see over a dozen girls in the dim light of some candles. Now I was scared. Then the fat chick sat down next to me. She was wearing yellow rubber gloves. "Legs!" she barked. Two muscular Track And Field girls moved in and spread my legs, then lifted them up. They held on tight. I had no leverage to fight them. The fat chick oiled up the gloves with something sweet-smelling and grabbed my cock. I couldn't help stiffening again. With her other hand, she was playing with my ass, then she rammed a fat, latex finger into me. I tried to squirm away, but the Track Girls held me tight.
The others laughed again. I tried to shout, but someone turned on a stereo. Bananarama. I hate that group. The laughter stopped as the door opened and Drew was escorted in. Now HE was blindfolded, naked and had his hands cuffed behind him. The Redhead leaned in and kissed him. He responded with gusto. "Are you ready to get laid?" she asked him. "Yes! Yes, Ma'am!" he gasped. The Fat Chick was kneeling before him and slapped the sweet cream on his stiff dick, giving him a latex handjob. Drew moaned happily. I tried to yell a warning, but the music only got louder.
Then girls pushed Drew forward onto his knees - between my legs. The hands of a dozen girls led him forward. Three different hands held his swollen, shining dick...guiding it toward my asshole. I started to buck, trying to get loose. The Track Girls held tight. Real Team Spirit. Then I felt his hot dick pressing at my anus. I bucked wildly and almost got loose, but someone pushed Drew from behind and the head of his cock pushed into me. A cheer went up from the girls. I couldn't believe what was happening. I got that full feeling as Drew pushed in deeper. "Ooh Baby! You're sooo tight!" grunted Drew. I tried to yell, to pull away, but hands were holding me down. Drew got his balance and shoved in deeper...
"Fuck!...FUCK!..." moaned Drew as he began to pump my ass. The girls were applauding as Drew began long, slow strokes. Then the unimaginable happened. I got hard again. I was so ashamed, but so turned on, too. I had looked at Drew in the showers more than once. We'd even gotten drunk and messed around a little. But that was just rough-housing after swim practice. Nothing you could openly call sex play. Now he was fucking my ass like the happiest man on Earth.
There was so much going on, that I barely felt any pain. Slowly, it turned to pleasure... "Look!" shouted the Mousey Girl, pointing at my boner, "He likes it!" "Like it? I fuckin' LOVE it!" yelled Drew. The girls almost fell down laughing. Drew slowed for a moment, unsure, then started up faster again, really ramming my ass. I knew he was working up to a climax and so was I. One of the Track Girls' arms was rubbing against my dick. Drew began to moan rhythmically, "God DAMN. You are SUCH a GOOD...FUUUCK!" He jackhammered my asshole, his slick dick throbbing deep inside me. I squirted too. All over those Track And Field Bitches. "Eeugh! Yyyeew!" they squealed and they let go. I kept my legs spread, away from Drew. I didn't want their hairiness to give me away.
Just then, there was a -FLASH-. The Redhead lowered a Polaroid and waved the photo at me. Finally, Drew collapsed back and the two Track And Field girls dragged him away, wiping themselves off. The Sorority Sisters began to file out of the room as someone untied my wrists. The Redhead ripped the tape off my mouth and threw me my clothes. I eased painfully into my jockey shorts. "I'm going to hang onto this photo, Pledge. And I may ask you a favor in the future," she grinned. "I may ask a lot of favors. I'm photo editor on the newspaper staff and sometimes it's easy for the pictures to get all mixed up..." I buckled my pants and angrily walked to the door. "Hey, Pledge!" she yelled. I turned and she threw something at me. I unfolded the piece of cloth. It was their flag. I just glared at her and left.
Outside, Drew was waiting for me, "Man! Was that the wildest fuck of your life or WHAT?! They gave me this hot, tight bitch. I think she was a virgin... Did you get laid, too?" I couldn't meet his eyes. "Yeah, I got fucked, alright..." Drew threw a friendly arm around me as we walked back to our Frat House. "Jesus, I'm still so fuckin' horny. I'm gonna have this hard-on for a week! I don't know how I'll make it through Swim practice tomorrow. You've got to promise not to laugh when I get a Woody," he said, giving my shoulders a rough, playful squeeze. I though about the time we wrestled in the locker room... "I won't laugh," I said. On the day he finally has the courage to mount me with his eyes open - I wonder if he'll recognize me...
Sweet Dreams, college boys...
JP