Lexie's Story

Hope you like this story of my first “out of bounds” sexual experience. Please don’t read it if you are easily offended or don’t like to hear about graphic sexual matters. I consider this to be X-rated, so enjoy if you like X-rated writing. If you don’t, please don’t read any further. Comments, stories or pics are always welcome for me, Lexie, and my husband, Ryan. We can be reached at the link in my name. Happy sex!

A season of change, that’s what the years are for as a girl goes through the transition from high school and dealing with the pimply faced, hormone driven boys, to the adult world of college and the men of college. The games in high school are mostly driven and controlled by the girls. The boys are so sex starved they are willing to do almost anything just for the prospect of sex, or at least a hand job. But in college, that’s where the game changes and the stakes get higher. Somehow, almost miraculously, the boys start turning in to men. Men that have goals and expected careers and are full of themselves and what their lives will be. And the games that women play become much more involved as well.

I grew up in a south Alabama town of less than ten thousand people. It was a sleepy little town filled with warm nights and hot days. My mother had died in a car accident when I was twelve and so I was raised by my father. Although I love my father, losing my mother as I was entering my teen age years made things difficult, especially as I tried to contend and keep up with the girls who were receiving training from their mothers on issues of boys, and sex and groping in the back seat.

Quit naturally, my father pushed me into sports, soccer in particular. Luckily I was good at the game and that made things much more bearable. Being raven haired with dark brown eyes and olive skin, made people think that I was of Native American descent. Although I have some Indian blood, I’m not as Indian as I look. In any event, I grew up chasing the soccer ball down the field, a pony tail with feathers holding my hair back as I sped past defenders and the crowd chanted a war chant.

Between soccer and school, I didn’t have much time for boys. Oh sure, there was the occasional boyfriend that I would pass notes too and tease. I attended the high school dances and went through the rituals of fighting off the boys in the back seat. In retrospect, it wasn’t that I wasn’t interested in sex, or boys for that matter, it was just the way that they came on so hard and fast. They all just wanted to see what they could get. My recollection of the backseat battles were all hands and mouths and rock hard pricks poking me through jeans.

By the time that I got to college, my sexual experiences were few. I was more likely to be friends with boys than be intimate with them, which of course, suited my father just fine. I enrolled in college intent on obtaining a marketing degree, hoping to get in to the advertising game. I went to the University of Alabama and was overwhelmed at the size of the school and all of the people from all over. The workload was considerably harder than high school and I had to buckle down and study.

I lived in the dorms my first year of college. My roommate was a free spirit from Birmingham and was there to escape from her parents and to make up for lost time. She was the original party girl. She partied every night and attended class only when she absolutely had to. As the semester went on, the clothing she wore became more and more gypsy like and she took to wearing collections of bracelets on her arms and braids in her hair. She dabbled in drugs of all types. I know because she offered them all to me.

The dorm cafeteria was a great place to sit and watch people and I am a great people watcher. Over the first few weeks of school, I happened to develop a crush on a set of identical twins, Jeff and Dave that ate regularly in our cafeteria. One of them was also in my freshman geology class. Although I watched them and willed myself to introduce myself to one or the other of them, I was still too shy to do it and I was certain that they hadn’t noticed me. They always seemed to be surrounded by girls.

After the first few weeks of classes, the laboratory portion of our geology classes began. As luck would have it, I was matched up with Jeff as my lab partner. Although I was shy and reserved at first, Jeff gradually brought my personality out. He was so charming and handsome. Jeff , and his twin, were both about six foot two inches and were chiseled from stone. The twins had been star athletes in their hometowns, playing everything from football to basketball to running track. People jokingly referred to them as the Nordic gods. Blonde hair, blue eyes and built like gods, they looked more like Swedish implants than boys from the backwaters of Alabama.

Jeff and I began sitting together in the regular geology class as well. The class was scheduled for the first period after lunch and it was common for the Professor to show long boring movies of rock formations. the combination of lunch and the boring movies made it nearly impossible to stay awake. My first physical contact with Jeff came one day when I had stayed up too late the night before and had eaten a particularly large lunch. By the time the Professor turned off the lights, well, my head started bobbing. Jeff must have been watching me, because he slipped an arm around me and laid my head against his shoulder. Before I knew it, I was fast asleep. I must have slept pretty hard, because I really don’t remember much until I woke up. In my sleep, I had cuddled up inside Jeff’s arms and my hand was resting directly on his crotch. I could feel the huge bulge forming in his pants from my hand resting there and I pretended to stay asleep while I enjoyed the feeling.

After class, Jeff invited me to come over to the fraternity that he and Dave were pledging for a party the following Friday. He told me that they were pledges and would have to serve the members and basically be bus boys until about midnight, but after that they would be free to party. I was invited to come over at whatever time that I wanted and they’d hook up with me after they were done being servants. Like most fraternity parties, the party had a theme and this one was an around the world party. Jeff told me that various rooms throughout the house would have drinks and decorations from different parts of the world, like a Russian room with Russian vodka, or a State of Kentucky room with Jack Daniels whiskey. Not having had a date since I got to college, and given the prospect of drinking with both Jeff and Dave, I quickly accepted.

As I showered for the party, I thought about all the stories that you hear about frat parties, and the warnings that my father had given about attending them. There were stories of gang bangs, drunken orgies, you name it and it happened at the frats. I thought about a drunken orgy with Jeff, Dave and I, and my fingers lingered over my clit as naked images of Jeff and Dave, with rock hard cocks pointing out in front of them filled my head. I leaned back in the shower stall and soaped my tits, pulling and tugging on my nipples to make them hard. My other hand rubbed up and down the sides of my clit as I imagined taking a cock in each of my hands and stroking the twins. Their cocks would be firm and hard with large cockheads and thick veins running along the sides. I teased and played with myself as the shower ran until I was almost ready to come, but then I made myself stop. There’d be time for that later I thought.

I made it to the party by eleven o’clock and it was in full swing. The liquor was flowing freely and the frat boys and their guests were getting out of hand. I immediately set out to find Jeff and Dave, wanting them to know that I had made it. They hadn’t been kidding about being slaves to the frat members. When I found them, they were serving drinks in the Roman room. They were wearing togas and green wreaths on their heads.

The Roman room was serving a punch of some type that was supposed to be symbolic of either Rome or Greece, but I doubted that much punch had been drunk by the Romans, well, at least punch with Everclear in it. Many of the party goers who were staying in this room had taken to wearing togas as well. By the time I got there, a Roman game that was a mixture of truth or dare and spin the bottle was going on. There was a group sitting in a circle and one person would give a red card to one person and a yellow card to another person. Then the crowd would make up something for the person with the red card to do to or for the person with the yellow card. It looked like fun, so I drank down two large cups of punch, kissed Jeff and Dave on the lips and hopped into the middle of the game.

I could tell Jeff and Dave were watching me as they carried out their services. I had been around enough to know that they were going through a mixture of jealousy and curiosity. Needless to say, the game was getting pretty raunchy by the time that I joined in. The first dare that I saw was that a red haired girl in a toga was dared to let the guy sitting next to her determine whether or not she was a true red head. Muttering something like, if I show him mine, he’s gonna show me his, she stood up and pushed the boy to his knees on the floor in front of her. She stepped toward him and lifted her robe as she pushed his head under her robe. Since there was no light under the robe, I wondered how he would determine hair color under there, but judging by her reaction to the licking and sucking that must have been going on under there, I don’t think she cared much what conclusion he reached. He came out from under the toga declaring that a true red head existed under there. She sat down with her engine running.

Picking up on her frustration, the master of ceremonies reversed the cards and dared the boy to show her his cock. The bulge in his pants proved that he was more than willing and he walked over to her chair. She reached up and unbuttoned his jeans and slowly, achingly, unzipped his jeans. She slid his jeans down off of his ass and he was left standing in his boxers. Reaching up under his boxers, she groped and felt until finally, she poked his cock out of the fly. It stood in front of her face long and hard, its head gleaming with pre-cum. In front of the group, she ran her tongue all the way along the shaft and when she reached the end, she swirled it with her tongue licking the pre-cum off. Then she tucked him back in, patted him and told him to go sit down. It was a very cool gesture of a mature college woman I thought.

Thanks to Jeff and Dave, my punch cup was never empty as I sat and watched. Since no one else knew me, I think they were reluctant to hand me a red or a yellow card at first. The dares were getting nastier and nastier, to the point were people were going off to rooms together and coming back with satisfied smiles. It was getting close to midnight and someone complained that I hadn’t been given a dare yet. The master of ceremonies turned to me and said, “I’ll tell you what your dare is and if you are brave enough to do it, then I’ll even let you pick out your partner. Deal?” I had enough punch in me by that time to at least be willing to hear what the dare was and besides, Jeff and Dave would be off duty soon and they were still watching me.

“Okay,” I said, “What is it?”

“You must simulate the act of having sex with anyone that you choose in this room. You and your partner must be naked, must make it look as if you are having sex, but not actually have penetration.”

What a dilemma. On the one hand, I had only had sex a couple of times with clumsy boys in the back seats of cars, so the act of dry humping, grinding crotches, was something that I was used too and pretty good at. On the other hand, getting naked in the middle of a frat party with a bunch of drunken frat boys couldn’t be a good idea. I was teetering, but on the verge of declining, when I looked up and saw Jeff’s face. What I saw wasn’t jealousy or anger, but it was pure lust. Not the lust of a young, pimply faced boy trying to hump you in the back seat of a Buick, but the lust of a man who could fill my sexual appetite and teach me things that I needed to know.

Staring Jeff in the eye, I answered. “Okay, I’ll do it and I want to do it with him.” I pointed to a short, geeky looking kid who looked like he hadn’t had sex yet either. He must have been the frat brain, the one who the other frat members had do their term sheets and tutored them on algebra. He had been left out of the game until this point and had seemed to be content to watch.”

There was a collective gasp at first and sporadic mumbling throughout the room. I wasn’t sure if people were surprised that I was going to do it, or if they were surprised at my partner choice. Certainly Jeff and Dave were surprised, which was what I wanted. I wanted someone to spark their jealousy, but to not be a threat.

I pulled the geek in to the middle of the circle and decided to make it a show. I took my time undressing him while he stood their with his jaw open. I’m surprised that I didn’t get drooled on. I slowly undressed him down to his white cotton briefs. A short, but rock hard cock was poking to get out. I decided it would be more torture for him to leave his cock confined and was pretty sure that he was too shocked to take the briefs off himself.

I danced around him, rubbing my tits against him, grinding my crotch against his leg, like a stripper in a private session. Soon I was down to my bra and panties and the Roman room was now packed with spectators. I slid my bra straps off of my shoulders, but held the cups over my breasts. I place myself directly in front of the geek, who probably hadn’t seen real tits since he suckled his mother. Slowly I eased a bra cup off of one of my dark nipples and then the other. I pulled on them and caressed them until they stood out firm and hard in front of his face. He couldn’t have spoke his name if he had too.

I told him to lie down on the floor. Still in those ridiculous white cotton boxers, his little hard cock pointing straight out, he laid down on the floor. His body was quivering. I straddled his head and rubbed my panty covered pussy across his throat, and over his face. I knew that he could smell my pussy through the material and it turned me on knowing that I was driving him and all the boys in the room crazy. My pussy juices were flowing as I went down to his feet and slid my pussy up both of his legs, grinding in to him as I worked from his feet up to his crotch. I hadn’t touched his cock yet. Finally, I told him to lift his ass up in the air and I slid his briefs off of him. His little hard prick stood tall and proud for the whole room to see. The pre-cum was dripping off of him. Lying next to him, I laid my tits on his chest and whispered in his ear, “Now I’m going to fuck you with my sopping wet pussy, I want you to bury that rock hard cock in me and make me scream.”

Well, that was all it took. He shot his load right then and there. I never even had to touch him and he shot all over himself. The crowd went wild. At first, it was laughter at the book boy for blowing his wad. But many in the crowed understood how I had played him and controlled him.

I looked up again at Jeff and Dave. They weren’t smiling or laughing, they were watching my body, my tits swaying and trying to imagine my hot pussy under my panties. I gathered up my clothes and got dressed.

The three of us left the room together. Since they were pledges and not frat members, we left the frat and went back to their dorm room. We didn’t talk much, although I could see that their cocks were stiff and swollen and trying to bust out of their togas. My pussy was dripping with anticipation. We barely made it inside their room and the twins were all over me. They were kissing me, groping me, peeling my clothes off. I was so hot by then, I didn’t even try to stop them. Their togas came flying off at some point and within a matter of seconds we were all on their floor naked and groping. Their cocks were just as I had imagined them, rock hard, huge swollen purple heads and veins bulging on the sides. Compared to the little dweeb back at the fraternity, these cocks were monsters.

As if they had done this before, the twins laid me down an the floor. Jeff played with my tits, licking and sucking them, nibbling on the nipples until they were rock hard. I had his cock in my right hand as he sucked them, and I stroked his hardness. Dave was on my left side and I had his cock in my left hand as he bent over me to work on my pussy. Dave reached underneath me and lifted my ass slightly in the air and drew my clit to his mouth. He licked and sucked like a pro while his brother’s hand found its way to my dripping pussy. I arched my back and pushed up with my legs, grinding my clit into Dave’s mouth. I was so hot and had been so hot for so long, I felt myself getting ready to cum. My body started quivering all over and as if on cue, the twins picked up their speed. Jeff had four fingers pumping in and out of me and Dave had my clit in his mouth. I could feel my pussy juices running down from my pussy. Dave’s finger probed my ass, which was wet from my pussy juices running down. I was on the verge of cumming, when he pressed his finger inside me. The sensations through me over the edge and I came hard in waves, over and over.

It was their turn next. Their cocks were still rock hard and dripping with pre-cum while I had been stroking them. Jeff turned and straddled my face, his swollen cock dangling in front of my face. I started licking and sucking his balls. Sucking first one then the other in to my mouth, liking just underneath his sack. The pre-cum oozed off the end of his cock.

Dave wasted not time either. He crawled between my legs and slid my ankles up to my ass and buried his rock hard cock in me. He was in so hard and so fast that my whole body shuddered. He started pounding me, hard and deep and over and over, like a jack hammer. I took Jeff’s cock in my mouth and though, now I’ve got the twins cocks in me at the same time. Jeff leaned forward and started pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. His brother was fucking my pussy while he was fucking my mouth. It felt so good having these strong young men filling me with their cocks. Why had I denied myself these pleasures before. I was going to catch up tonight.

The boys were relentless. Their cocks filled me and pounded me until I was ready to cum again. Jeff came first, his cock popped out of my mouth as he was cumming and his load splattered all over my face and hair. Gobs and gobs of his load shot all over me. Dave came next, filling my pussy with his huge load as well. He kept pounding me as he shot load after load in to me and I ground my clit in to him and I came again too.

It was still early and we were young. Suffice it to say that we tried everything that night that a girl and her twins can do. The end, for now.