I started to panic realizing that I needed to get this cum off me and out of my outfit before my roommate came back from band practice. I crawl on my back to the side of the bed that was closest to my chest drawers. I open up the bottom drawer and got out an old t-shirt and started wiping the cum off my body and clothes. After a couple minutes I had most of the cum off my body so I started to get my clothes off put them in my dirty clothes hamper. I then went to the sink in the room and started to wash off the cum on my face and hair. As I was washing I heard the doorknob start to turn and quickly grab my bath towel and wrapped it around my waist before my roommate walked in.
As my roommate, Dylan, walk in, I quickly stated that was going down to take a shower as I turn off the water. I slide on my flip-flops and grab my bath bag and started my walk to the showers. I was really hoping that I got all the cum out of my hair even though I still had some cum on my legs but luckily for me that was covered by my bath towel. As I enter the showers I found a stall and quickly started washing and rinsing all over my sticky body. After finishing washing I walk back into my room and change into my PJs for the night. As I set in my bed watching TV my roommate started asking me a bunch of questions like "Are you going to go to black fraternity party next week since I got fuck once already?" Most of the questions I tried to evasive as I could be to his questions. As I turn off the TV and roll over to go to sleep my roommate stayed up a little longer reading a book.
The next morning was the first day of classes. At every class I attended most students were talking about if they saw anyone running around campus in panties after "Bitch Night". I was very quiet around these conversations in hopes that no one saw me running through campus. I also found through conversation that most students would go across the street of the fraternity house next week to watch new bitches walk into the fraternity house.
After my last class that day which was around 2:00, I went back to my to my dorm room to rest and watch some TV. As time past and it got closer to 4:00, I thought it be a great time to go down to the cafeteria for an early dinner.
After getting my tray full of food from the different stations, I found a table without anyone so that I could to eat by myself. As I started to sit down, a familiar voice from behind ask, "Why is a pretty ass like yours setting all alone?" As I turn around I quickly saw that it was Jacob coming to sit by me. As I was about to ask him why he was in the cafeteria so early he retorts, "All the little sisters came to the cafeteria early after bitch night." This caused me to start to look around the cafeteria and notice several of the other white guys from "bitch night" were in the cafeteria eating alone.
Jacob then ask "Have you gotten the cum stains out of your outfit yet?" As I blush at the question, Jacob just laughs as he replies "I will take that as a no." He then starts to tell me how much fun he had fucking me and he hopes I come back to the house next week. I reply, "I enjoy last night too but I think I am obligated to come back next week." This just gets a good chuckle out of him. He then asks the big question "So you enjoy me fucking you?" I lower my head and nod yes and lightly whisper yes. Jacob just laughs and replies, "You were a lot more loud with that question in bed." Again I just blush and try eating my food without having to answer any more questions. When I get done eating Jacob follows me outside and we start to walk to my dorm room. I start to get really nervous because I knew Dylan would still be in the room and I wasn't sure if Jacob wanted to go back up to my room for a blowjob or to fuck me. As we get to my dorm, Jacob slaps my ass and tells me that he will see me later. After seeing Jacob walk away I feel a little sad and mad that he didn't want to go up to my room and at least fool around or something.
When I got back up to my room, Dylan was heading out to go to the cafeteria for dinner before band practice. When my roommate left room, I got on my computer and started looking up some gay porn sites and started jerking off. No matter what was on the screen though my thoughts always went back to Jacob fucking me or squirting his cum on me. After I cum all over my chest I roll my chair over to open the bottom drawer and got a t-shirt out to clean the cum off. As I did this I remember that this would be the perfect time to clean my outfit. I rolled my chair back to my computer and started searching on how to clean lace panties since I have never clean panties before. Most of the sites that I cam across said panties should be clean by hand and not to be put in the wash. They also said to use Woolite detergent. After gathering the information, I went down to the student store and brought some Woolite detergent.
After getting back to the dorm I put a stopper in the sink and started drawing up some water. I then proceeded to wash the lace panties carefully and gently as I could while getting the gum stains out. After ten minutes of washing I finally got the panties to look like they were on the first day. I then set them over on the footboard of my bed so that they could dry. I then proceeded to get my clothes out of dirty clothes hamper. I went down to the first floor and started separating the whites and colors. Since I was the only one down there and it was only the first day of classes I used two washers to speed things up. As I sit down in the laundry room I started to read a book from one of my classes while I waited.
After the color clothes were done washing, I held up my little purple shirt to make sure it didn't shrink in the wash and that the cum stains were removed. I stuff all the color clothes in the drier and set it to gentle cycle to avoid the slightest hint of any shrinkage of my clothes. After waiting another hour my clothes were finally finish drying and I started to head back to room with my clean clothes in the laundry basket. When I enter my room I was horrified to see Dylan back already. As I walk in Dylan muttered "I see you wash you panties already for the party next week." I try not to say anything and started to hang up and folder my clothes from the laundry basket. When I got to the purple shirt Dylan made the comment "I am going to get a picture of you in that next week and post it online." At this comment I turn as white as a ghost as I knew that was nothing I could about if he took a picture of me walking in to the fraternity house. I started to plea with him to not take any pictures but his only response was he might or he might not.
The rest of the week was a total blur for me as all I could think about was fraternity party coming up. I think I talk to Jacob every night trying to get as much information as I could from him. I found out guys could wear flip-flops with their outfits and that he wanted me to paint my toe nails to match my outfit. Jacob also told me the best way to get to the fraternity house in my outfit is to wear clothes over it and drive my vehicle behind the fraternity house. This would then allow me to pull off the clothes over my outfit and leave it in the truck. Then just bring my personal item bag and necklace and walk around the house to the front door. Even though I would still have to walk around half naked I didn't have to walk across campus half naked. Also, Jacob told me he only told me this because he wanted to fuck me again and not have me get arrested and spend the night in jail getting fuck. This made my dick hard thinking that Jacob wanted to fuck me.
As the big night approach I followed Jacob's instructions and started painting my toenails a purple shade that would match my outfit. I knew this was going to take a while so I started as soon as Dylan left for band practice. After spending an hour drying my toenails I started to put on my little purple shirt and lace panties on. This was the first time that I have worn it since last week. As soon as I slip on the outfit my dick got instantly hard thinking about getting fuck by Jacob again. I then proceeded to put on a dark color t-shirt and some workout shorts. I then slip on my flip-flops and put on the necklace for my personal bag and headed out the door. As I unzip the bag to get out my truck keys I slowly started to realize this was more like a purse then a bank deposit bank.
When I got to my truck I started driving to fraternity house, which was across the street from campus. While driving in front of the house I notice a large crowd of people had started to gather across the street. My heart started to pound at this point but my plan was to walk in as close to 8 as I could to avoid Dylan getting a picture of me and to hopefully to avoid to many people being across the street. As I found a parking space behind the house I look at the clock in my truck that read 7:50. My heart started to beat faster thinking of having to make the walk to the front door. I then put my truck keys in the personal bag and locked it for the night. I then took a couple deep breaths before I started taking the clothes off over my outfit. While removing my clothes, I did see a couple of other white guys from the party last week in their vehicles. I waited in my truck until two other guys got out of their cars. I quickly exited my vehicle and locked the doors then I started walking towards the other guys in the purple outfits. I ask them if we could all walk together which sounded like a good idea to them.