Belle Hart

She Wants It: An Erotic Story Bundle

Frat Party Deflowering

I went to the frat party with one goal. To lose my virginity. I’m 19, it seems like it’s time. I may as well have walked into a prison. You wouldn’t think young good-looking guys who could have anyone they wanted would be such jackasses.

“Come on, Olivia,” Marcus says as he presses his body into mine. “Don’t be such a prude!” He’s trying to move my arms, which are fiercely held against my chest. Brandon is pressing his body against my back. I can feel his hard dick through his clothing. He’s rubbing it up against me.

“Let me go!” I yell. They just laugh and keep me from escaping. I was drunk when this exchange began, but I’m feeling a little more sober now. I had been kissing Marcus, voluntarily. He’s cute. Dark, almost black, hair; and a kind of stocky athletic body. But then he began to get a little rough, and Brandon joined in, another good-looking frat guy, tall with brown hair. We're in a hallway outside the living room, where most of the party is.

“I want to see those big beautiful tits,” Marcus says with a laugh and manages to move one of my arms. I’m beginning to panic.

“Guys, what the hell?” I hear a male voice ask. I look over. It’s a cute tall frat boy with short dark blond hair. He shoves Marcus away from me and Brandon steps back.

“Just having some fun, bro,” Brandon says as he bounces back down the hall to the living room.

“Hey,” Marcus says, shoving the new guy. “She was with me.”