How I became a gangbang addict at fifteen.
I grew up near a big university campus in the U.S. I remember being fascinated by the college kids from a young age. I would ride my bike past the campus and try to talk to them. My mother didn’t approve, but my dad thought it was cute and encouraged me.
One day, right after I turned 15, some of the guys at one of the houses we lived by called me over to their front yard. I knew it was a fraternity, and when I asked my mom about what a frat was, she told me that it was a place where young men lived together while going to school. She told me young women needed to be careful around frat guys. To this day, she doesn’t understand what she’s missing out on, being such a prude.
Anyway, I went up to the porch on the frat house where the two guys were. Both of them were shirtless, and I felt my pussy clench at the sight of their hot bodies. One of them asked me what my major was, and I told him that I was just a high school kid. He said he didn’t believe me, and I had to prove it. I loved being challenged and I asked him how I could prove to him that I was a high schooler. He told me I was too sexy to be a high schooler and I told him that I couldn’t help how I looked. I had developed early and had big breast’s topped with pink nipples that were so sensitive, I’d sometimes feel horny wearing a bra.
He told me that while it was true that some girls developed early, I also was very independent and mature, based on how I rode my bike by myself and how I was always hanging around campus, which meant I had to be a college student. I told him to ask me something about the college and he said he didn’t want to play a guessing game with me. I told him that if he let me prove that I was a high schooler, I’d do whatever he wanted. I didn’t realize I had played right into his plans.
He asked me which building was the science building. I didn’t know. He asked me how many sorority and fraternity houses there were. I guessed 10 frats and 2 sororities. I was right. It was one to one and he said he still wasn’t sure, so he was going to ask me a really hard question. Behind me, his friend had started grabbing my bubble butt and squeezing it. I felt so hot and I hoped he couldn’t tell I was soaking wet.
I told the quizzing frat guy to ask me his hard question, and he smiled.
“Where do you go to get your free condoms?”
I told him I didn’t know what a condom was. My mom’s idea of the talk had been “don’t do it. No boys.”
The guy who had been groping my ass suddenly reached up and around me, his fingers teasing my nipple through my shirt. I gasped and his other hand appeared on my stomach, moving down as it tickled me, going towards my lower body. His friend laughed and said that now he knew I wasn’t lying. None of the girls on this campus even reacted to a random groping anymore.
I told.him I proved myself and he said he was ready for that. He invited me into the frat house, saying I may be a high school girl, but I’m smart and sexy enough to be a college girl. I tried not to stumble as he and his friend moved me through the door, his friend pinching my nipple and teasing my pussy through my wet panties. I wasn’t sure what was about to happen, but I was so excited.
Once inside, the boys gave me beer and a small pink pill they said that would help any nervousness I felt. I didn’t feel nervous, but didn’t want them to worry, so I took it. I found out later that it was ecstacy, but I don’t care that they drugged me.
We sat down on the floor, which had pillows all over it and seemed almost like one big bed. The frat guys said they had a tradition with new guests. I told them i was perfectly happy to take part. They told me they each had to greet me in their own way. I said okay and that’s when it started.
The first one to greet me was a black boy named Tyrone. He greeted me by lifting my shirt and licking both of my nipples. I moaned and he laughed. The next boy was John. He pulled my panties down so he could see my tiny pussy, shaved because I don’t like my pubic hair. He smiled at it and licked one of his fingers, running the wet digit over my pussy lips. I jumped and wiggled, but John kept going and soon he was fingerbanging my teen pussy in front of all of them. I hadnt been with anyone since my daddy fucked my brains out one night in a drunken fugue.
I realized all the other frat boys had taken off their pants. I stared, mesmerized by their cocks. Most of them were huge and girthy, and all of them were hard. The guy who was fingerbanging me said we could skip tradition and go right to the acceptance part of the greeting ceremony. This was where I was supposed to greet everyone back. He pulled his finger out and swirled it around my clit, scrambling my brain as I came. I moaned yes over and over and as I rode out my orgasm, they all surrounded me. Suddenly, hands and cocks were everywhere. I had a cock in my pussy, a cock in each hand, and a cock nudging my nipple. A man sucked and licked the other nipple as a man licked me out, making my pussy squirt on his tongue.
For hours they gangbanged me, calling me a slut and a whore, telling me that I’m going to be their little frat house slut for the rest of high school and all through college. I moaned and screamed and begged for more, cumming all over their cocks. They filled all of my holes with sperm, coating me inside and out. At some point, I remembered hearing my father’s voice, saying “shit, that’s all you had to do? I could have fucked her years ago. Let me in now, and I’ll pay double for the tape.”
My father had joined in on the gangbang, pounding his slut daughters cumsoaked pussy. I came around him twice, feeling no shame as my daddy used me.
A few weeks later, during another gangbang, daddy told me the doctor said I was pregnant. He also brought my mother in, who was blindfolded and tied up.
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