CW: Reluctance, impregnation
"Alright, party people!" Jenny shouted. "Who's ready for a guessing game?"
Miray took a deep breath as the crowd cheered along. Sigma parties were every bit as debauched as she'd heard. In the hour and a half since she'd arrived, she'd seen a girl and a boy dancing naked on opposing tables, apparently competing to see who could get more lipstick kisses; witnessed a group of two men and two women enter a room as they stripped each other at random; and been offered a shot of Bailey's out of a cute boy's belly button. Her mother would have nearly died of shock.
Miray's friend Alice smiled, from where she stood at Jenny's side. As debauched as things had been so far, they were about to get more so. Alice wanted into Sigma Lambda Tau, and the entrance challenges were a particular sort of risky. Miray was keeping her head down so that no one would realize she was helping Alice cheat. She was nervous - so much so that she had accepted the navel shot, mother forgive her.
As slutty as the Sigmas were, Miray could understand why Alice wanted to join them - they were all striking, in one way or another. They were elegant, or rakish, or seductive. Whatever trait they felt like embodying, they played to perfection.
Jenny, for instance, already had the crowd wound around her finger, and she'd barely started talking. She was wearing a long red dress that fell below her knees but also revealed a fair bit of her shoulders and her cleavage. Her brown curls were styled perfectly, and they bounced when she swung her head. Miray was certain she'd be too nervous to talk to three dozen partygoers at once, and she could hardly imagine doing it on purpose.
"So, here's the game," Jenny said. "Alice here has pledged to Sigma Lambda Tau, but she has one final challenge to complete first. Her challenge is 'Guess Who'?"
There were some chuckles from the crowd. Miray could feel the eager excitement, even from those who hadn't seen the game before, and Jenny's knowing smile was stirring it up.
Miray looked up and caught Alice's eye. Miray smiled, to let Alice know she was ready for their plan, and Alice nodded.
"Here's how the game works. Contestants are blindfolded, and they kneel on the bed here. Four guys stand behind the contestants, and they take turns giving her just a bit of a fuck."
The crowd laughed. A redhead in a pleated skirt said, "Wait, in front of us?" before she was hushed.
"She gets a chance to guess who's taking a turn. If she guesses right, he has to stop, and she gets a point. Ten points, and she wins."
Jenny's smile turned wicked. "But if she guesses wrong, she has to wait a minute before she can guess again. A minute can be a long while, for some guys. And our pledges can't be on the pill, so if they're not careful they'll get a little consolation prize to take home!"
Jenny turned towards Alice. "Alright. I know you said you wanted to do this, but I'm gonna ask you one last time. Do you wanna back out? The crowd will boo if you do, but they're not gonna take any dicks so they don't get a say."
"Boo," someone in the crowd said preemptively, and Jenny raised a middle finger in their direction without looking.
Alice looked like she was controlling her nervousness well. She wore a short skirt and a crop top that revealed a bit of her modest cleavage. She smiled and shook her head.
Jenny waited a moment longer, then smiled at the crowd.
"Nobody wants to back out," Jenny said. "Alright. Let's bring our second contestant up."
Miray suddenly felt arms around her. She cried out, but the girl pushing her forward was a head taller than her and far stronger. She positioned Miray at the front of the room, next to the bed.
"Wait!" Miray cried, glancing from Jenny's smirk to Alice's look of horror and back. "I'm not a contestant!"
Jenny stepped forward and held up Miray's hand, showing the small metal ring Miray wore to the crowd.
"You built this in the makerspace," Jenny said. "It's got a little wireless transmitter in it. If someone had a matching ring..." - she glanced pointedly at Alice's ring as she said this - "You could send simple messages. Like, one beep for guy number one."
Jenny shook her finger at Miray. "You were gonna help her cheat," Jenny said. "Which makes you a participant."
"No!" Alice said, looking wide-eyed at Miray. Alice had traded out her boyfriends quite regularly before she'd pledged Sigma, but Miray had only had one boyfriend, and she could count the number of times she'd had sex on one hand. Alice was certain that Miray was out of her depth. "She can't!"
"If you want her to be spared," Jenny said, "then you have to play to twenty. Otherwise you both play to ten."
Alice hesitated. She'd been afraid of her ability to win at ten.
"This was your idea!" Miray said.
"I...I can't," Alice said.
Miray struggled in the tall girl's grip, but it did her no good. Beyond that, though, she knew that the Sigmas were too powerful to cross. People who spread dirt about them found their scholarships erased; lesser sororities lost their status if they challenged the Sigmas; boys who took advantage of Sigmas went missing. They ran more of the campus than most people acknowledged, and Miray knew she couldn't afford their ire.
"Alright," Jenny said. "Each of you goes to ten, then."
Miray glared daggers at Alice. She'd told Miray that the plan was foolproof, but Miray was fairly certain that she was the fool who proved otherwise.
"Go ahead and strip, you sluts," Jenny said. Miray looked apprehensively out at the crowd eagerly awaiting her nudity, then sighed and reached for her shirt.
Miray could feel herself blushing as she pulled her shirt off and set it aside. The blush deepened as she unfastened her bra, covering her bosom with one arm.
"No modesty," Jenny chided her. "Show us the girls."
Miray looked across the crowd, their expressions a small sea of lust and excitement. Sighing, she dropped her hand, revealing the inviting curves of her breasts.
Before the boys could spend too much time ogling her dark nipples, she unzipped her pants and dropped them along with her panties. Kicking her shoes aside, she stood naked before the crowd.
In spite of her shyness, Miray had to acknowledge that she was pretty. Her straight black hair fell onto the warm brown skin of her bare shoulders. Her breasts were generous, with dark brown nipples that stood firm. Her black bush led a path down to her pussy, still mostly concealed between her closed legs.
Miray glanced over at Alice as the blonde girl finished setting her own clothes aside. Alice was a bit skinnier than her, with a smaller bosom, but she was undeniably pretty too. Unlike Miray, she'd shaved her bush entirely, and her pussy was visible to the crowd as she stood with her legs slightly parted.
"Oh, wow," the redhead in the crowd said.
"I know, right?" Jenny said. She walked over to Miray and drew a scarlet blindfold from a pocket in her dress. She leaned in close and wrapped it around Miray's head, leaving her in darkness.
"You can do this," she whispered. "If you keep your head."
She turned back to the crowd as she guided Miray to the bed. Miray felt the comforter in front of her. She climbed up and knelt, with the crowd to one side. Jenny guided her up, her hand gently caressing Miray's thigh and straying into her bush.
"Alright," Jenny said. "Now let's have a cheer for Miray, who is a brave girl whether she ends up a winner or a mommy. You know the Sigma motto, right?"
There were laughs from the crowd as they shouted. "Fuck, fight, win!"
"Good," Jenny said. "Now let's bring in the boys."
Miray's heart raced as she heard a door open behind her. She couldn't see the four men, each wearing nothing but a silk half-mask with the Sigma logo, but she could feel the crowd's eager silence.
"Now there are four boys," Jenny said. "Able, Baker, Chad, and Danny, let's call them." As she called each name, she pointed at the boy. "You're going to get a quick feel for each of them before we start. We call it a reference fuck."
While she'd been talking, Jenny had been tracing her fingers along Miray's lips and across her clit. It wasn't a sort of touch that she was used to, nor was it how she usually touched herself, but it had gotten her rather wet by the time Jenny stepped back.
"This is Able," Jenny said softly. The mattress shifted as Able climbed up behind Miray. Her heart raced, but she took a deep breath and focused. She could feel how much the bed shifted as he moved behind her, and feel how big his hands were as he placed them on her hips.
Miray gasped as Able's cock parted her lips and slid slowly inside. He was about as thick as her ex-boyfriend, and he slid in deep before she felt his hips against hers. He stayed deep for a moment before he silently withdrew.
"Here's Baker," Jenny said as the second man knelt. The head of his cock felt wider as he thrust in swiftly, and he panted a bit as he gave her a second shallow thrust.
"That's enough," Jenny scolded as she pulled him away. "Okay, now Chad."
The redhead in the crowd moaned softly just before Chad slid inside. Sure enough, he was longer than the others; Miray could barely feel his balls against her legs even when he was bottomed out inside her.
He withdrew, and the bed shifted again as the last guy - Danny - knelt. He ran his cock up and down her lips before sliding it in. He was gentle, and she moaned a bit as she felt the sparse hair on his legs and his balls press against her. He gave her a squeeze with one hand, then pulled away.
"Alright, there you are," Jenny said, giving Miray's ass an affectionate pat. "Ready for this?"
Miray tried to catch her breath. She'd been brought up to believe that sex was something reserved for marriage. On the few occasions she'd had sex with her ex-boyfriend, she'd told herself that she'd enjoyed it because he was her future husband. But now that she'd had a taste of more, she had to admit that she enjoyed it for its own sake. She wanted to feel cocks inside her, wanted to moan as her pussy squeezed them, wanted to feel the boys surrender to her body. Miray took a deep breath, and promised her pussy that she'd give it all the cocks it wanted once they got through this.
"I'm ready," Miray said.
"It's a bit of a trick question," Jenny said, "since you get fucked either way. But I'm glad."
Miray felt the bed move beneath her. Her heart was racing. She was sure her hands would be shaking if she didn't have her weight on them.
