Hey everyone, I'm back. I hope everyone read and enjoyed my story with Kevin. I definitely enjoyed writing it, if you know what I mean. Just thinking about it made my pussy really wet. In my last story, I wrote a little about myself. One of the things I mentioned was that I am in a sorority.
Now, greek life definitley has it's up and down's. But, most of the time, it lives up to its name. I can't count how many times I've gotten fucked just for being in a sorority. There IS a reason we dress and act like the way we do, boys! Anyway, during the first semester at school, I was going through the typical pledge stuff, none of it was really bad, we just had to do stuff for the actives, like clean their roomd and stuff. But the closer we got to initiation, the wierder stuff got, like picking up condoms for the actives to carry.
There were rumors going around the pledges as to what me may have to do next in order to be initiated. Finally, one Friday night, I think it was about a week before initiation late in the semester, we were all going to a social with the Delts. The Delts were, like, the hottest guys on campus and we were all so excited about the night. I don't think any of the girls wore panties that night! Anyway, I was at my big sis's apartment and we were getting ready to go out.
My big sis's name was Ashley and I looked up to her in every way. She treated me so well and taught me everything about our local chapter: how to behave, who to know, what to say, how to dress, everything. Well, we were all getting ready to go, joking and laughing, talking about who we were going to hook up with and whatever.
Then, Ashley struck upon a realization. "Oh my God, girls, guess what?" "What?" all the actives replied. "I think tonight is Devon's night!" Ashley said excitedly. "Oh, yes! You're right Ashley, it is!" one of the actives said. I was confused. Utterly. "Uh, guys, what are you talking about?" Ashley smiled and looked at me. "It's time we have a talk, cutie." Oh boy. Here we go. What was I going to have to do now?
Ashley led me into the bathroom and locked the door behind us. We sat there on the countertop and Ashley began to giggle. "I'm so excited for you. I remember when I had to do this!" "What!? What?!" I kept asking.
"Okay," she said, trying to be serious, "You know tonight is the mixer with the Delts and we all know how hot the Delts are, right?" "Right," I answered skeptically. "Well," Ashley said slowly, "Each year we, uh, pick a pledge to get laid by two Delts. This year, we all voted for you." Ashley quickly looked at me with a huge grin on her face. I didn't know what to say. I mean, the Delts were hot, but shit. Get fucked by two of them? "Ashley! I can't do that! I don't even know any of those guys!" I pleaded. "Don't worry, Dev, they're cool guys. We all know them. Besides, you can't be initiated if you don't."
Well, shit. I hadn't been laid since I got to school and the episode with Eric was several months ago. I could definitley use a good fuck. Although I had never been with two guys before.
"Besides," Ashley chimed in, "I had to do it too. That's why we picked you. To sorta carry on the tradition." Okay then. If Ashley did it, then I'll do it. "Alright," I said, "Count me in!"
"Awsome!" Ashley was so happy. "Okay, now come here. We have to find you something skimpier to wear."
Well, skimpy was an understatement. Ashely had me put on the shortest, tightest bluejean shorts man has ever seen. My tight little asscheeks were busting out of the back. I had on four-inch clog sandles and a t-shirt that Ashley tied to show off my bellybutton ring. And just for good measure, she tore a slit down the front, so the guys could see a little extra tit. We had a few drinks and we were off.
