The bass from the frat house speakers rattled the windows as I stumbled through the back door, already three sheets to the wind from cheap keg beer. My vision blurred at the edges, but I could still make out the cluster of girls from the sorority across the street. They had been eyeing me all night, laughing too loud, touching my arm every time they passed by the pong table. Now they were here, four of them, drunk as hell and grinning like they had just won the lottery.
"Look who wandered in," one of them slurred, a tall brunette in a tiny crop top. Her name was Jess or something. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward the stairs. "Come on, big guy. Upstairs."
I tried to laugh it off but my legs were loose and my head fuzzy. They half-carried, half-dragged me into an empty bedroom, the door slamming behind us. The room smelled like sweat and perfume. Hands were already on me, tugging at my shirt, yanking my belt open.
"Fuck, he's hard already," another girl giggled, her fingers wrapping around my cock the second it sprang free. She dropped to her knees without another word and sucked me deep, sloppy and wet, her tongue working fast. The others stripped off their clothes, tits bouncing, panties kicked aside. One climbed onto the bed and spread her legs, rubbing her pussy while she watched.
They took turns. The brunette pushed me onto my back and straddled my face, grinding her slick cunt against my mouth while another girl rode my cock. I could barely breathe, tongue lapping at her folds as she moaned and called me a good boy. Every thrust from the girl on my dick sent sparks up my spine. They switched positions fast, one after another, using me like a toy. My balls ached from how many times they edged me, pulling off just before I came, laughing at my desperate groans.
"Look at him, so fucking desperate," one said, stroking my shaft with two hands while another licked my balls. They kept me right on the edge for what felt like forever, their drunk giggles mixing with the wet sounds of fingers and mouths on skin. Eventually they let me finish, one girl taking my load across her tits while the others cheered and licked it off each other.
By the time they were done, I was wrecked, covered in sweat and come, the room spinning. They left me there with a pat on the cheek and a "Thanks, stud," then wandered back to the party. I lay there catching my breath, already half-hard again thinking about the next time they might drag me upstairs.
