I was at a Frat party last night.  Depending upon the vibe of the party I will either drink or I won’t.  It depends.   There are times when you walk into one of them and you can almost smell the desperate dick in the air.  Then you know you might have a chance of waking up outside your dorm with your panties gone and no memory of what happened.  Yeah, I’m not fucking into that.  Role playing being a victim? Absolutely, that shit can be hot.  However, being an actual victim, fuck that!

Even without drinking I was having a great time.  The DJ they used for the party was fucking amaze ballz!  The shit was lit!  I was dancing and drinking soda only when I saw out of the corner of my eye this super drunk girl trying to push this one guy away.  I watched for a few seconds then went back to dancing.  I looked back over to see if she managed to get rid of the loser and she wasn’t there, nor was he.  I shrugged my shoulders and kept on dancing.

Then I started to notice something.  The guy who had been harassing her was going around to certain guys and telling them something in their ear.  They would stop dancing, or drinking and head upstairs.  It was then that I knew exactly what was going on.  Yeah, not on my watch.  I walked upstairs and listened at the doors.  I heard a few people fucking but both parties were making noise, so I knew she wasn’t in any of those rooms.  Then I heard a few guys talking in hushed voices.

I stood outside the door and from what I could hear they were trying to figure out who would go first.  I knew she was definitely in there.  I stepped out of my jeans, took my bra off, and opened the door.  All five of them were standing there around the bed, that girl was passed out cold!  One of them said, “What do you want Riley?”  I walked over to the bed, pushed her onto the floor, where she landed with a hard thud.  Some of the guys laughed.  I pulled my panties off, took off my shirt and said, “Wouldn’t you like it better if the person you were fucking was actually enjoying it?” Then I plunged a few fingers into my pussy.

I let each of them fuck me anyway they wanted, ass, pussy, and mouth.  One of them couldn’t even get it up so I told him to go and sit down and not worry about it, he could stroke himself for a bit to get hard, but he promptly went to sleep.  After the guys were done with me, I put my shirt back on, and stepped out into the hall to get my jeans and bra.  The bra was gone.  That was okay though.  I made myself comfortable on the floor next to sleeping beauty and fell asleep next to her.  I slept with my arm around her the whole night. 

In the morning she woke up and was freaking out.  I told her that nothing happened to her and that she was fine.  She asked me if I had touched her, I said of course not.  What a bitch!  I get fucked so she doesn’t get fucked while passed out and she asks if I molested her? I told her what happened and she said that she didn’t remember any of it so she doesn’t think it really happened that way.  She thinks that she made her way up there and I came in and just took advantage of her. 

Now I was pissed. I told her to piss off and left.  Maybe next time I will just let what ever is going to happen happen because apparently some people didn’t appreciate sacrifices made on their behalf.  I certainly learned my lesson.