I Was a Naughty Little Sis

In the fall of 1973, a guy pal of mine asked me, during fraternity and sorority rush week, if I was interested in joining one of the fraternities as a Little Sis. I had been on campus a year by that time and was still making friends, so I thought "Why not?" I had no interest in pledging a sorority, as attention from other girls wasn't what I was looking for and the "Little Sister" program sounded intriguing.

When he told me it was the Delta Tau Delta fraternity, I became very interested. They were known for being wild and fun.

I was no longer a virgin, having done the deed earlier that year. Wild and fun is what I wanted and needed at that point in my life.

I went to the rush party and about a week later received the call to ask if I was interested in joining. I immediately said "yes". One of the other Little Sis's who was already a member helped on-board me. She explained that my official duties included helping to plan parties, run events, and going out on dates with the brothers if they needed a pretty girl to accompany them.

But, as I quickly learned through subtle hints, my unofficial duties also included keeping the guys in the house sexually satisfied.

I remember thinking "What does that mean?" I finally asked the Little Sis who helped on-board me and she said, "Do whatever you feel comfortable with."

When I started going to the house, which was several times a week, I got hit on by the guys. Probably because I was the new girl. I loved the sexual energy and at first I just flirted with them. But it quickly escalated to me giving the guy oral or a hand job in his room. In fact. over the course of the first year, I had been with several of the guys in the house at least once in some sexual way. No sex but hand jobs.

After doing this with several of the guys that I was comfortable with, I decided to go further. It was a spur of the moment decision. Had I thought about it, I would have backed out.

Of the brothers I liked, there was one I liked a lot. I had a crush on him. He was Hispanic, had a great personality and made me laugh.

We went to his room one evening and it began like all the other ones. We made out and after a few minutes I unzipped his jeans and took out his uncut cock and started playing with it. That was nothing new - I had done that several times before.

He reached for my blouse and began unbuttoning it. But, in the past, I would stop him. This time, I let him continue. After he unbuttoned it, I slipped it off.

We continued to make out and I think he sensed this time would be different. I unhooked my bra and removed it. There I was - topless in front of him. Being naked in front of a man was not new to me as I was no longer a virgin, but it was still exciting, nonetheless.

A few minutes later, he had me out of my jeans and panties.

I laid back on the bed and he stripped down. I looked over at his erect cock and it was nice length and thickness to it. He reached in his chest of drawers and pulled out a condom and was getting ready to open the package and place it on his cock.

I told him "I am on the pill for birth control. You don't have to worry about getting me pregnant."

I could tell that excited him greatly. We continued to make out. He laid on top of me and I felt his hot and erect penis probing at my entrance. I opened my legs and put them into the air and he penetrated me. OMG. It felt so good when he went into me.

I locked my ankles around his back and pulled him further into me - that made him cum immediately!

I am guessing the excitement with someone new and not having to wear a condom did it. The sex was nice.

Times were different back then and my parents would have disowned me had they known I was having sex with a Hispanic guy.

Glad things have changed but we still have a long way to go.

Over the next few weeks, I did the same with several of the other guys. It was very similar to the first guy. We went to the room and started making out and before long, we were fucking. They all loved it as they did not have to wear a condom and loved cumming inside me. A couple of the guys were very well endowed - 8" and more and the sex with them was amazing.

In the course of the next several weeks, I had sex with 8 of the brothers.

None of them were kinky, and they seemed to just enjoy the oral and vaginal sex. There was never an expectation of boyfriend / girlfriend. The sex was always on my terms and if I did not want to have sex, they did not push it. Looking back, thank God I never caught anything as we did not use condoms since I was on the pill.

Although they all knew I was putting out for the house, they were always respectful of me, never abused me, and often even defended me if non-frat guys were inappropriate or were hitting on me at parties when I did not want them to. It was sex for the sake of sex. No power struggles. No ulterior motive. Just pure sex. The fucking reminded me of the phrase "Zipless Fuck." This is a phrase coined by Erica Jong in the book "Fear of Flying". As described by her -- "It is a sexual encounter between strangers that has the swift compression of a dream and is seemingly free of all remorse and guilt. It is pure, there is no power game, and it is free of ulterior motives."

Being around the frat offered me that attention I was craving. I really liked knowing the guys wanted me sexually, and that I had the power to pick and choose who I was going to play with.

Looking back, it was an interesting time in my life.

I am now retired, a loving wife, and very involved with church and our local community. I actually look back very fondly on those days of unrestricted sex and the fun I had in college with the frat guys. I was very shy entering college, and being a Little Sister helped me to break out of that shell, explore my own sexual desires and interests, and helped make me the person I am today.

I have told my husband about this time in my life, but he is the only person who knows, other than those guys I had sex with that were in the fraternity. I hope they are happily married as well but I do wonder if they ever think of me. To my surprise, he wasn't upset about it at all. In fact, he enjoys hearing the details about my sexual past.

Other than my husband, no one would ever guess that I was once a very naughty Little Sister.