An adult stories – CMNF Game Day At The Frat by Samflowing,Samflowing I loved game days! The energy, the sun, the parties, the hot guys…
My sorority sister and I walked into one of our favorite frats. We had entry bracelets to basically all of them and were making the rounds. Almost as soon as I walked in though, I got a weird feeling. Like I was being watched. I looked around the large foyer of dozens maybe almost a hundred college students dancing until my eyes collided with the gaze of one of the hottest guys I’ve ever seen in my life. In a sea of red, he was one of the only ones wearing blue, probably from our rival school we were playing today. He was on the edge of the crowd, talking to a group of this frat’s brothers so maybe he was in the chapter from the rival college. I looked away before he thought I was looking at him for too long.
I was in line to get my first drink when I peaked over at him and he caught me looking again! I looked away, only to realize, he was the one who was already looking at me both times I looked at him. He didn’t catch me staring, I caught him staring! I turned back around, looked at him confidentially from across the room and gave him a look like, “What’re you staring at?” He chuckled. Which made me smile and I continued on with my day.
He kept watching me. Even when the guys around him seemed to try to pull him back into conversation, he brushed them off to keep, what? Just looking at me? Okay… I wasn’t getting any creepy vibes from him and it was a very public place so whatever.
There are usually supposed to be a few pledges working the bar but only one was and completely overwhelmed. It looked like I’d have to wait a while. I hoped my pregame wouldn’t wear off by then. I looked over at hot guy again – he’s so good looking! – and he said something to one of the brothers who grabbed a pledge and sent him over to the bar. Oh, cool. I got my drink and started talking to people. It seemed like everyone was out today. I was running into a lot of friends. Before I realized it, my drink wasn’t in my hand anymore. Did I put it down somewhere? I looked around briefly, and hot guy nodded his head towards one of the book shelves. There’s my drink! I grabbed and looked over to mouth thanks when he shook his head, pointed to his drink, then pointed to the bar. Was he telling me not to drink this one and get a new one? Well, I guess it would be safer to. I threw it away and one of my good friends, Mike, barreled across the room and picked me up and spun me around. He was such a goofball. I hugged him and started chatting away. Over his shoulder, I saw hot guy push off the wall and start walking over. I looked over at him and waved my hand, like calm down it’s not a big deal. He stopped. I waved him away again for him to relax. He leaned back against the wall, but frowning.
Mike noticed, “You know him?”
“Um not really…”
“I’ve met him a couple times. He’s good friends with a lot of the brothers in this house. But you know, let me know, if he or anyone gives you trouble ‘kay?”
“I know I know thanks!”
“Honestly, he’s probably the one in trouble.”
“Hey!”
“I’m just kidding. Catch you later!”
Hot guy relaxed after Mike left to talk to another group. I rejoined my sorority sisters on the dance floor and drank from their cups. Ahh I was at perfectly tipsy! One of my best friends shimmied up to me. We kind of developed this raunchy dance over the past few weeks that we did when she was looking to pick up, and it worked every time. Guys would swarm to us and I’d casually exit the group and she’d get her pick. I didn’t like guys that were so easily baited. But hot guy apparently was interested after one look at me so maybe I was now…
My friend and I got up on the already crowded table and started dancing. My stalker’s eyes were glued to me and his eyes narrowed. The boys came as predicted and I slipped out and jumped down. My skirt flew up and definitely flashed my hot pink underwear. Hot guy noticed, his eyes brightening and gave me a side smirk. I talked and danced with more of my sisters and was having an all around great time.
He started making his way over from the wall and I started drifting closer to him until we met in the middle.
“Hey.”
“Hi.”
He offered me a bottle of water. “I thought I’m not supposed to drink unattended drinks?”
He grinned, “It’s unopened.” Frats were required to provide water at all parties now. I drank a lot of it, then he drank the rest. Oh, an indirect kiss.
I don’t even know what we were talking about, the game, the weather, classes we’re taking. We weren’t really dancing but his hands were on me. My waist, my hips, caressing up and down. The music was loud, so we had to get really close to talk to each other’s ears. My lips brushed his ears and I felt his body tense up. I might have done that a little more. He started kissing the spot behind my ear, then peppered open mouth kisses up my neck and across my jaw.
Like the nerd I am, I breathlessly asked, “Have you, um, had any cold or flu like symptoms in the past 7 weeks?”
“No, why?” he replied then started laughing. “Are you checking to see if I have mono?”
“Um yeah…” I think I turned red. I couldn’t be too careful kissing a stranger! I honestly didnt do a lot of one night stands.
“She has beauty and brains,” he teased me. Then kissed me with full tongue. Yum. He controlled the kiss and I melted. He moved my head the way he wanted and I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my body into him. I could feel his muscles and he was so tall I had to get on my tip toes even though he was leaning down for me. We were getting hot and heavy when a phone alarm went off, growing louder even over the music. Someone should turn that off. He pulled away from me. I whimpered. I didn’t understand what he was saying at first, until I realized that was my alarm! My satan professor had assigned us a quiz on game day so I set my alarm to go back to my place to take it then make it in time for the evening parties. I explained this to him and he seemed just as turned on and reluctant but asked where I’ll be afterwards. I told him which frat house to meet me at and what time.
“I’ll see you then, Blair.” Wait did we even exchange names? “I heard your sorority sisters calling you.”
“Umm what’s your name?”
“Conner.”
“I’ll see you soon, Conner!”
The quiz was open book and super easy but frustrating because of its timing.
The theme of that night’s party was “black out.” Not the best theme but it was a new moon tonight so they were trying to be clever. I wore black high heels, spandex shorts, a fish net top, and black strapless bra left over from my high school days that was a couple sizes too small so my breasts were spilling out.
Conner was waiting for me at the entrance of the party, looking good in black jeans and a black tshirt. I forgot he’s from another a school and a guy so the brothers wouldn’t let him in until I arrived.
I introduced him to my friends and we played drinking games. Actually, we dominated, which excited me. I love winning. And it was hot to see him get competitive and help me win. After a few games, I decided we should call it quits. He brushed up against me all night long, driving me crazy. The only downside to winning drinking games is that you don’t end up drinking! I was sober but getting drunk on his touches.
My friends were going to the upstairs lounge. We were following from behind, using the back stairs which had a door to them. I swayed my hips in his face going up the stairs. He groaned, grabbing me and stopping. The group went upstairs, drunk and not even noticing our absence. He pulled me down half the flight of stairs and under them, partially hidden from view above, but completely in the line of sight if anyone opened the door from downstairs to use the back steps.
“I can’t take it anymore. I have to taste you.”
He cradled my face and kissed me thoroughly.
“You’re so… hmm.” I hadn’t even noticed I was grinding up against him already. He started thrusting against me too.
He groped my breasts. Then slipped his hands under my top and pulled the cups of my bras under my breasts. He palmed them. “This bra should be illegal. I’ve been waiting for it to fall off all night and simultaneous jealous other guys can see you in it.”
He unhooked the back and the bra fell to the ground. “You’re so hot,” he grunted. My breasts did look hot, full, nipples poking at attention, just covered by the fishnet. He pulled the fishnet across my nipples back and forth. Ugh it was arousing but not enough friction. “You’ve been teasing me all day. Did you have fun?”
“Ye- Ahh!” He sucked on my nipples through the netting. Alternating between them, licking and sucking. I arched into him.
Which he used to slip his thumbs into my spandex and underwear and drop them to the floor in one swoop.
He dropped down to lift one leg out of them and around his shoulder. He breathed on my bare pussy.
“Wait! Not here!” If anyone opened the door, they’d see me bare breasted, naked, with only Conner’s head covering my most intimate part. And me in the throes of pleasure.
He licked the entirety of my pussy. “Oohhh!” I looked down. Ugh, he was so attractive and looked so hot between my legs.
He swiped my clit then probed my entrance with his tongue. “You taste delicious.” I gripped his hair and pulled. He was already as close as could get but I needed something to hold on to for purchase. He delved in relentlessly. His fingers joined, swiping at my entrance and thrumming my clit. I felt my orgasm building, but he stopped and pulled back. I immediately felt his loss.
“Noooo,” I whined.
He stood back up, his eyes looking into mine seemed to be burning with flames. He turned me around, flattening me against the wall and ran his hands all over me. I was naked and held against a wall by a fully dressed strong man I had only met earlier that day. I got even more wet, if that was possible. He then moved my hands to be flat palmed against the wall, told me to hold there, pushed my feet wider apart with his, then pulled me by the hips so I was bent. He grinded into my bare pussy from behind. Omg omg omg. This was such a compromising position. And we were in public! He pulled back, I heard a zipper. When I looked behind me, he was still fully clothed with his pants pulled down just enough for his big hard cock to poke out.
“I’m putting on a condom,” his voice gravely, he did what he said. I looked forward again and wiggled my butt. His cock head rested against my entrance. He caressed my globes and jiggled them. In one long thrust, he entered me. Oh he felt big! We moaned together. He leaned down and kissed the back of my neck. His hands grabbed my dangling breasts, tweaking my nipples in rhythm with his thrusts. Faster and faster, in and out in and out. One hand went to my clit and jiggled. I yelled out as my orgasm crashed over me. He pumped through it, making it last longer, then stilled and came. He was holding me up. I was too weak in the legs. I turned and hung on him sandwiched between him and the wall as he slipped his satisfied cock back in his pants. He kissed me and ran his hands over me again. Then helped me put my spandex back on, but folded my bra and tucked it into the waist of his pants.
“Umm I need those.”
He turned around and told me to jump on. He gave me a piggy back ride back to my place a few blocks away. I was completely plastered to him, trying to hide my naked breasts. At least in the dark, my fish net top might be mistaken for a real top.
But with each step he took, my hard nipples rubbed against him and caused me to whimper against him. He bounced me on his back rubbing me against him harder under the disguise of trying to get a better grip on me. I kissed his neck and tongued his ear. He rubbed my thighs. By the time we got back to my place, we were ready to go again.