Picked up a girl at a party and a guy fuck us
The Raunchy College Rendezvous: A Bisexual Threesome at the Party
It was another wild night at Kappa Sigma fraternity’s toga party. The music was thumping, the booze was flowing, and the dance floor was packed with scantily clad co-eds grinding to the beat. Brad, a 19-year-old junior with an insatiable appetite for partying and pussy, decided to scope the scene for potential playthings.
His wandering Lothario eyes locked onto a half-naked beauty with a surgically enhanced chest convulsing to the beat on the dance floor. Smiling deviously, Brad sauntered over, beer in hand, and casually struck up a conversation. Ten minutes later, the busty brunette, named Amber, was eating out of his palm, quite literally, as Brad snuck her hand into his pants for a feel of his hardening manhood. “Let’s get out of here,” Brad growled in her ear. Amber grinned and batted her mascara-laden lashes in agreement.
Brad led Amber by the hand through the writhing knots of bodies, making a beeline for the stairs to the second floor bedrooms. They had barely made it halfway up the steps when the symphony of moans echoed from above. A couple mid-coitus was blocking the path, a girl on all fours getting a good pounding and eating pussy from another. Brad shrugged, hoisted up Amber’s miniskirt, pulled her black lace thong aside, and pushed her up against the wall. “Fuck it, we don’t need a room,” he grunted, unzipping his fly. Amber yelped as Brad rammed his thick cock into her tight little slit from behind.
The moaning couple continued to go at it a few steps up, the girl now riding her partner reverse cowgirl style. Brad hammered away at Amber’s dripping snatch, both of them lost in their increasingly feverish rutting, oblivious to being on display. Suddenly a voice chimed in above the sounds of ecstasy. “Damn, I want in on this action!” It was another partygoer, eyes glued to Brad’s muscular ass, cock straining visibly against his pants.
To Brad’s slight annoyance, the guy mounted him from behind. This was the girl’s show, but Brad wasn’t about to tell a horny gay dude to take a hike. He grunted as a tongue probed his manhole while his cockhead pounded Amber’s cervix. “Fuck yeah, lick my ass!” Brad commanded. The new paramour was happy to oblige, lapping and probing Brad’s rosebud as if it was Ben & Jerry’s.
Amber couldn’t believe how big Brad was, stretching her pussy in ways no toy ever had. The half-drunk, half-horrified girl glanced down to see the gay guy eating Brad out, which only served to make her clench tighter around his shaft. “God, your cock feels so good,” she moaned.
Sensing her building orgasm, Brad hammered away harder, his own release approaching rapidly. With a grunt and a burst, he flooded Amber’s tight fuckhole with spunk as she squealed and shook in climax. The guy eating out Brad noticed his new friend’s climax and quickly stood, pulling out his own cock and stroking.
“Thanks for the ass-munching,” Brad panted, pulling out of Amber’s drenched snatch and turning to get a load of the anonymous partygoer. The tops of their heads nearly touched as the dude towered over 6’2″ Brad. The stud was covered in sweat from dancing, his shaggy blond hair plastered to his head. His balls, heavy with jizz, visibly twitched as he jacked his thick man-meat. “Mind if I get a taste?” Brad asked boldly. The guy smiled and nodded eagerly, shoving Brad face-first into their third cock of the evening.
Amber watched in amazement as her casual sex partner performed oral on another man. Her cunt throbbed around Brad’s recently deposited load. The gay stud gripped Brad’s buzzed head as the frat boy sloppily went to work, licking and sucking the long, veiny shaft. Without warning, an arc of hot cum shot from the tip, splattering all over Brad’s hand and the adjacent wall. He motioned for the guy to aim for his and Amber’s waiting mouths, which they did shamelessly.
Amber and Brad swapped a rich mouthful of stranger-semen before gargling it and swallowing the warm, musky cream with great relish. In a well-played final touch, Brad spit on Amber’s erect nipples, frosting them in a thin veil of jizz. “Mmm, shower later,” he smirked. Amber giggled drunkenly in return.
With a “catch you next orgy,” Both strangers continued their party ways, leaving Brad to marvel at the evening’s unexpected bisexual turn. As he stuffed himself back in his pants, he spotted a chubby redhead kid with bad aim trying his hand at dancing, dick-free and visible as day against his white robe. Brad shook his head and sauntered over, ready to start the next round of drunken debauchery. Kappa Sigma never disappointed.
