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Here i am, slightly drunk, with eight horny college frat boys, watching porn and talking sex.
To explain...
Master is out of town on business and we're having the floors completely redone, which is total pain in the neck. There's no way i can stay home, the smell of whatever they use on the floor makes me sick. The floor job costs a fortune, plus we'll be spending a lot on summer vacation, so i hate to shell out cash, even if it is Master's cash, for a hotel room. I saw this sign in a convenience shop near the college campus, "Rooms by the Week, Month, or Whole Summer - Theta Xi Fraternity."
What a great idea! Now that school is out the frat houses are mostly empty and they rent rooms cheap. i told Master and He said that i could stay in a half-empty house with a dozen or more horny frat boys on one condition: i'd better get some good stories out of it.
Jay greeted me when i arrived to see the room. "This is Musky," he said, motioning to the other frat brother with him. Together they gave me a tour of the house. Musky, whose real name i've never heard, got the nickname Musky, the guys told me later, cuz he wear a lot of musk when he goes out to the clubs. Musky is a Brit, and i've always had a thing for a guy with a British accent. Besides, Musky and Jay were both pretty easy on the eyes and their shorts showed off their muscular legs (and revealed that they both had good-sized packages).
The room was nothing special, nor was the house, but it would be a place to sleep while the men did the floors. i gave them a rent deposit and headed out to do some shopping. There are some fun, off-beat shops by the college campus, but parking is impossible so i hardly every go there. Fortunately the frat house had it's own lot so i could leave the car and walk.
I returned about 10 p.m.
Musky and George, another Brit, were in the TV room and i joined them in watching a soccer game. They call it "football" and even if it is becoming more popular in America, i still don't get it. Guys in shorts chasing a ball around a big field. That's as pointless as golf! Still the guys were fun to talk to and, as they weren't really all that much into the game, we talked quite a lot over a couple of beers (good cold American beer i might add!) i've always wanted to go to England. They told me it's nothing like my Jane Austen/Masterpiece Theatre fantasy of England and that they enjoyed America.
The local news came on at 11:00 and two more guys joined us, Jay, whom i met earlier, and Larry, who like Jay was from another city nearby. They were both staying at the frat through the summer because they had found summer jobs here. DB a brother -- i mean Black brother as well as frat brother -- and Julian came down in time to watch Leno. DB's from the West Coast and has a cool air of self-confidence. Julian is a Canadian and his Nova Scotia accent reminded me of some of my relatives -- the white trash part of the family, not that Julian was trashy at all, it was just the accent. Leno cracked a blowjob joke and the guys chuckled and nodded sort of knowingly at each other and then looked a little embarrassed when they remembered that i was there. i was the only female among six horny college men, and while not old enough to be their mother, i was old enough to make them unsure of how to act around me. Leno's monologue was more risqué than usual this night, and tension was rising and we all popped another beer.
That's when another frat boy walked into the semi-darkened room and without paying much attention to who was there, grabbed the clicker and started flipping through channels. "Why watch this lame old stuff," he said, "now that we got that cable descrambler and we can get porn?" He switched to a channel with girl on her hands and knees getting fucked from behind while sucking off another guy. The men in the movie are 'high-fiving' and grinning at the camera, which struck me as weird. "Hey Mike," said Jay, "in case you didn't notice, we've got company," and he motioned toward me. Mike (now i know his name) nearly dropped the remote as he frantically switched back to the Tonight Show. "Sorry, ma'am," Mike said to me, "I didn't know you were there. I'm...I mean we're...we're not really like that, I was just k**ding around, I mean we really don't watch that stuff. Oh, it's degrading to women. We don't...I mean...well maybe a little, but just soft porn." Poor Mike just kept on digging himself a deeper hole. By this time another frat brother, whose name was Giovanni, but whom everyone called Jack had entered the room. Jack started in on (with what the guys later told me is one of his routine speeches) about how "you Americans are so uptight about sex -- in Italy we enjoy sex as a natural beautiful thing. We don't understand why you Americans are so sex obsessed and so repressed at the same time."
So that's how I got to this point, after midnight, slightly drunk, with eight horny college frat boys.
"You right," i say, "many Americans are uptight about sex. You should have seen these guys get embarrassed just because Leno made a blowjob joke." The guys laugh a little when i said "blowjob." Yeah, you'd think, from they way they reacted that, i'd never given a blowjobs. Truth be told, i'm quite an accomplished cocksucker." At the word "cocksucker" the room explodes. A couple guys laugh nervously. A couple others gasp. One spits out his beer, he is so shocked. DB, the cool West Coast guy says, "Ah, so you think you're a good cocksucker. You'll have to back up those words with action." The other guys laugh nervously, unsure how i will react or where this is going. Every one quickly grabs another beer, even those with unfinished beers in front of them -- at least the action of grabbing a beer takes the mind away from the tension, embarrassment, and anticipation in the room." "You ready for me, stud?" i reply. DB, who is really getting into this says "Yeah, I'm ready, bitch! I'd love to see you sucking my cock and swallowing my cum, your just a little cumslut, aren't you." Some of the guys cough nervously, afraid that DB has taken the joke too far. DB continues, "Oh Cumslut I would love for you to suck my cock. Call me daddy while I pull your hair. Controlling your head back and forth on my dick. Me fucking the back of your throat, gagging you just a little. My Big HARD dick pounding the back of your throat. Your my little whore. I pull my dick out of your mouth and slap you in the face with it. Just having my fun. Then I would stick my cock back in your mouth and you would taste my hot cum." "Oh, yes, fuck my mouth, give me your hot cum," i reply.
The room is silent. The young men aren't sure what is happening. Julian laughs and says, "Okay, I get it. You two pulled quite a little joke on us. All acting like this is some porn video story line. Just how far were you two planning to take the talk? And you are all talk, no way you were going to walk the walk. You" -- and he points at me --"you sure as Hell weren't going to walk the walk. This was all just a little act for us, wasn't it?"
"Whatever," i reply, "you can think whatever you want. Maybe it's i'm just teasing and leading you all on. Or maybe i'm cocksucking cumslut."
"Okay," says Jay, I'm up for this. Let's play, slut!"
"Sure, anything you want Jay. Do you have a big dick for me?" i reply.
"They call me J-Rock!" says Jay, "you know why, bitch?"
Now Jay is white but he's from the city and has some Black mannerism so i say "i think it's cuz you're a whigger, like J-Rock on "Trailer Park Boys" on the CBC. "Not Trailer Park Boys, please," says Julian, "I get that all the time just because i'm from Nova Scotia and my name is Julian. I don't even look like the character of Julian." "No," says Jay, "ladies call me J-Rock when I stick my big rock hard cock in them! Come bitch, you gonna be my ho and I'll be your daddy." "Yes, daddy', i reply, give me that big hard throbbing slab of manhood!"
"Shit," says Mike, this is too stupid, hanging out in the TV room role playing pimps and hoes. It's late, I'm going to bed." Larry too says he has to get up in the morning for work and that he's heard enough. The consensus among the guys is that i'm all talk and no action. And none, even DB, is bold enough to actually try making a first move on me. I blame it on all the political correctness of campus, the men are all afraid to make a move for fear the girl will cry "sexual harassment."
It's just as well, it's been a long day for me and i need to get some sleep. Alone in my little room, the little frat house room that will be home for the week, i think about the young men -- Larry, Mike, Jay, Musky, George, DB , Jack, and Julian -- and of the fun i can have with them. Tomorrow they will find out that i'm not all talk. i can't be -- it's impossible to talk when your mouth is full of frat-boy cock. i masturbate myself to sleep and dream of being surrounded by eight beautiful delicious cocks.
Watch for part two...
To explain...
Master is out of town on business and we're having the floors completely redone, which is total pain in the neck. There's no way i can stay home, the smell of whatever they use on the floor makes me sick. The floor job costs a fortune, plus we'll be spending a lot on summer vacation, so i hate to shell out cash, even if it is Master's cash, for a hotel room. I saw this sign in a convenience shop near the college campus, "Rooms by the Week, Month, or Whole Summer - Theta Xi Fraternity."
What a great idea! Now that school is out the frat houses are mostly empty and they rent rooms cheap. i told Master and He said that i could stay in a half-empty house with a dozen or more horny frat boys on one condition: i'd better get some good stories out of it.
Jay greeted me when i arrived to see the room. "This is Musky," he said, motioning to the other frat brother with him. Together they gave me a tour of the house. Musky, whose real name i've never heard, got the nickname Musky, the guys told me later, cuz he wear a lot of musk when he goes out to the clubs. Musky is a Brit, and i've always had a thing for a guy with a British accent. Besides, Musky and Jay were both pretty easy on the eyes and their shorts showed off their muscular legs (and revealed that they both had good-sized packages).
The room was nothing special, nor was the house, but it would be a place to sleep while the men did the floors. i gave them a rent deposit and headed out to do some shopping. There are some fun, off-beat shops by the college campus, but parking is impossible so i hardly every go there. Fortunately the frat house had it's own lot so i could leave the car and walk.
I returned about 10 p.m.
Musky and George, another Brit, were in the TV room and i joined them in watching a soccer game. They call it "football" and even if it is becoming more popular in America, i still don't get it. Guys in shorts chasing a ball around a big field. That's as pointless as golf! Still the guys were fun to talk to and, as they weren't really all that much into the game, we talked quite a lot over a couple of beers (good cold American beer i might add!) i've always wanted to go to England. They told me it's nothing like my Jane Austen/Masterpiece Theatre fantasy of England and that they enjoyed America.
The local news came on at 11:00 and two more guys joined us, Jay, whom i met earlier, and Larry, who like Jay was from another city nearby. They were both staying at the frat through the summer because they had found summer jobs here. DB a brother -- i mean Black brother as well as frat brother -- and Julian came down in time to watch Leno. DB's from the West Coast and has a cool air of self-confidence. Julian is a Canadian and his Nova Scotia accent reminded me of some of my relatives -- the white trash part of the family, not that Julian was trashy at all, it was just the accent. Leno cracked a blowjob joke and the guys chuckled and nodded sort of knowingly at each other and then looked a little embarrassed when they remembered that i was there. i was the only female among six horny college men, and while not old enough to be their mother, i was old enough to make them unsure of how to act around me. Leno's monologue was more risqué than usual this night, and tension was rising and we all popped another beer.
That's when another frat boy walked into the semi-darkened room and without paying much attention to who was there, grabbed the clicker and started flipping through channels. "Why watch this lame old stuff," he said, "now that we got that cable descrambler and we can get porn?" He switched to a channel with girl on her hands and knees getting fucked from behind while sucking off another guy. The men in the movie are 'high-fiving' and grinning at the camera, which struck me as weird. "Hey Mike," said Jay, "in case you didn't notice, we've got company," and he motioned toward me. Mike (now i know his name) nearly dropped the remote as he frantically switched back to the Tonight Show. "Sorry, ma'am," Mike said to me, "I didn't know you were there. I'm...I mean we're...we're not really like that, I was just k**ding around, I mean we really don't watch that stuff. Oh, it's degrading to women. We don't...I mean...well maybe a little, but just soft porn." Poor Mike just kept on digging himself a deeper hole. By this time another frat brother, whose name was Giovanni, but whom everyone called Jack had entered the room. Jack started in on (with what the guys later told me is one of his routine speeches) about how "you Americans are so uptight about sex -- in Italy we enjoy sex as a natural beautiful thing. We don't understand why you Americans are so sex obsessed and so repressed at the same time."
So that's how I got to this point, after midnight, slightly drunk, with eight horny college frat boys.
"You right," i say, "many Americans are uptight about sex. You should have seen these guys get embarrassed just because Leno made a blowjob joke." The guys laugh a little when i said "blowjob." Yeah, you'd think, from they way they reacted that, i'd never given a blowjobs. Truth be told, i'm quite an accomplished cocksucker." At the word "cocksucker" the room explodes. A couple guys laugh nervously. A couple others gasp. One spits out his beer, he is so shocked. DB, the cool West Coast guy says, "Ah, so you think you're a good cocksucker. You'll have to back up those words with action." The other guys laugh nervously, unsure how i will react or where this is going. Every one quickly grabs another beer, even those with unfinished beers in front of them -- at least the action of grabbing a beer takes the mind away from the tension, embarrassment, and anticipation in the room." "You ready for me, stud?" i reply. DB, who is really getting into this says "Yeah, I'm ready, bitch! I'd love to see you sucking my cock and swallowing my cum, your just a little cumslut, aren't you." Some of the guys cough nervously, afraid that DB has taken the joke too far. DB continues, "Oh Cumslut I would love for you to suck my cock. Call me daddy while I pull your hair. Controlling your head back and forth on my dick. Me fucking the back of your throat, gagging you just a little. My Big HARD dick pounding the back of your throat. Your my little whore. I pull my dick out of your mouth and slap you in the face with it. Just having my fun. Then I would stick my cock back in your mouth and you would taste my hot cum." "Oh, yes, fuck my mouth, give me your hot cum," i reply.
The room is silent. The young men aren't sure what is happening. Julian laughs and says, "Okay, I get it. You two pulled quite a little joke on us. All acting like this is some porn video story line. Just how far were you two planning to take the talk? And you are all talk, no way you were going to walk the walk. You" -- and he points at me --"you sure as Hell weren't going to walk the walk. This was all just a little act for us, wasn't it?"
"Whatever," i reply, "you can think whatever you want. Maybe it's i'm just teasing and leading you all on. Or maybe i'm cocksucking cumslut."
"Okay," says Jay, I'm up for this. Let's play, slut!"
"Sure, anything you want Jay. Do you have a big dick for me?" i reply.
"They call me J-Rock!" says Jay, "you know why, bitch?"
Now Jay is white but he's from the city and has some Black mannerism so i say "i think it's cuz you're a whigger, like J-Rock on "Trailer Park Boys" on the CBC. "Not Trailer Park Boys, please," says Julian, "I get that all the time just because i'm from Nova Scotia and my name is Julian. I don't even look like the character of Julian." "No," says Jay, "ladies call me J-Rock when I stick my big rock hard cock in them! Come bitch, you gonna be my ho and I'll be your daddy." "Yes, daddy', i reply, give me that big hard throbbing slab of manhood!"
"Shit," says Mike, this is too stupid, hanging out in the TV room role playing pimps and hoes. It's late, I'm going to bed." Larry too says he has to get up in the morning for work and that he's heard enough. The consensus among the guys is that i'm all talk and no action. And none, even DB, is bold enough to actually try making a first move on me. I blame it on all the political correctness of campus, the men are all afraid to make a move for fear the girl will cry "sexual harassment."
It's just as well, it's been a long day for me and i need to get some sleep. Alone in my little room, the little frat house room that will be home for the week, i think about the young men -- Larry, Mike, Jay, Musky, George, DB , Jack, and Julian -- and of the fun i can have with them. Tomorrow they will find out that i'm not all talk. i can't be -- it's impossible to talk when your mouth is full of frat-boy cock. i masturbate myself to sleep and dream of being surrounded by eight beautiful delicious cocks.
Watch for part two...
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