It was my first weekend in college. I hadn’t been much of a drinker in high school, and I was having the time of my life this first weekend at a university. In the dorms, I loved the freedom of being able to get wasted without my parents having a clue back home. Our first Thursday night, my four female roommates and I started taking shotsp.m., and by 9p.m., we throroughly hammered. We decided to stumble down the street, to a nearby fraternity party. Once we got there, we kept drinking from the keg. We danced amongst the crowded dance floor. The world around me was starting to spin and I was tired of getting groped by random guys, so I stumbled to the bathroom to pee. The line for the bathroom was a mile long, so I snuck upstairs to go to find another one. Everyone was downstairs partying, so upstairs was quiet and. At the end of the hallway, I found a bathroom. The lightbulb in the bathroom was out, but I had to pee so bad, I decided I could deal with it. I left the door open a crack, so some light could peak through. I went into one of the stalls to pee. I had just finished wiping, when all of a sudden the bathroom got pitch black and I heard the bathroom door slam shut and a “click” as the door locked. I started to panic, and I didn’t know what to do, so I sat still, with my pants still down. Within two s, I felt a rough male hand grab my hair. I tried to scream for help, but he used his other hand to cover my mouth. I still had my pants down around my ankles, so I couldn’t walk. He dragged me over to the bathroom sink and bent me over. In one swift motion, he had pulled my tube top down to my ankles with my pants. My nipples immediately grew erect from the cool night air coming through the bathroom window. He kept one hand over my mouth, and used the other one to kneed my tits. I cursed my nipples for responding to the cold, and he pinched them, making them even more erect. I could feel a growing hardness pressing against the crack of my bare-ass, through his jeans. He continued to pinch my nipples, as he rubbed his hardness in his jeans up and down my ass crack. I was so mad at myself for dressing like such a slut that night. I loved the attention I got from college boys, but I was still a good Christian girl, and was saving myself for marriage. Before tears could even form, he had pulled his hand away from my tits and pulled down his pants. I felt his warm, erect flesh, rubbing the back of my thighs and in between my thighs. I felt a familiar tingle of excitement coming from my groin, but desperately tried to ignore it. He used his free hand to roughly rub my slit, which was to my surprise, starting to trickle with wetness. He forced my upper body onto the counter and the cool counter felt a little relieving on my erect nipples. He shoved his cock into my now-dripping pussy in one, hard thrust. I shivered, not knowing if it was from the horror of having my virgin-pussy raped, the coldness from the counter, or the amazing feeling from in between my thighs. He continued to thrust in and out, as his hand covering my mouth pushed a finger into my mouth. I instinctively started sucking on his finger, as he moved it in and out of my mouth in rhythm with his thrusting cock. My pussy pulsed, as he shot a warm, load of cum deep into my pussy. He quickly pulled out and ran out of the bathroom, leaving me naked against the fraternity house bathroom counter, feeling actual pleasure.
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