Initiation Gang-bang

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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Cheating, Gang Bang, Interracial, Black Female, White Female, Oral Sex, Masturbation, Petting, Cream Pie, Exhibitionism, Size, School, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: When Janey has to find the Initiation Stud for a sorority gang-bang, the college sophomore has little choice but to recruit the only stud she knows -- Her boyfriend!

I sat sullen with discontent behind the wheel of my Jaguar XKE, an old convertible that my father had bought me for a high school graduation present. It was forest green, with a cream colored leather interior and a wonderfully powerful 12-cylander engine that demanded a tune-up every other month, but I loved that car. It was everything I wasn't. Sleek and sexy, pretentious and posh, and the envy of every other student on campus. A few of the professors, too. When people saw me driving by, I knew what they were thinking -- A plain Jane like me didn't deserve a car like that.

That's not why I was unhappy, but it is a pretty good metaphor. See, my boyfriend was the same way. Robert was tall, dark, and handsome and not just because I loved him, any girl will say that about the man she's going to marry, if only to be polite. No, he really was the hottest guy at college. He had a strong, muscular body that begged to be licked, kissed, caressed, and nibbled. His perfect ass might have been chiseled out of marble, but soft and warm at the same time. Broad shoulders and narrow hips, a washboard stomach, and just enough hair on his chest to hold the damp musk of his sweaty arousal and give a girl something to play with after a long evening of sex.

And Robert knew all about sex. Like a porn star, he didn't fuck a girl for two or three or ten minutes at a time. The man had been having sex his whole life, or so it seemed, and he could go for hours. As if God had decided one boring Thursday afternoon to create the ultimate expression of male glory, Robert had been blessed with beautiful sapphire eyes, a strong jaw and aquiline nose, and a smile that could melt the polar ice caps if he wasn't careful. A girl could get hurt if he gave her a look when she wasn't prepared for it.

She could get hurt riding his cock, too. A man like Robert, so perfect in every other detail, wouldn't suffer average in the penis department. His cock was six inches long when soft, and nearly eleven inches when angered. His balls were proportional, large and heavy with potent sperm as they hung low in a silky soft scrotum lightly furred with black pubic hair. My boyfriend was the complete package and he even came with a personality that belied his physical beauty. Robert wasn't a stuck-up asshole, although I sometimes wished he was. No, he was friendly and considerate, a genuine nice guy with a sort of empathy for women. He didn't know what we were thinking, but he certainly knew what we were feeling.

"You're mad at me, huh?" he sighed. "Look, Janey. You know I love you. You're the only girl in the whole world for me. I don't want anyone else."

"That's what you keep saying," I sighed.

"Come on." He smiled, but not too much, and slipped his left arm around my shoulders. "You knew when we started dating what I'm like. I've never lied about it, have I?"

"You're a slut," I told him, shrugging at his hand. He squeezed my shoulder, gently coaxing me closer.

"I know," he said. "I'm a cheating slut who can't keep his dick in his pants, but I always come back to you. Don't I? Huh?"

"Stop smiling at me," I told him with a frown.

"I love you so much, Janey, and I respect you," he continued. "Nobody else makes me feel the way you do and I think you're amazing."

"But all those other girls..." I pouted, closing my eyes as Robert cradled my cheek against his chest.

"I have needs," he reminded me in a soft, plaintive voice. "My cock was made for fucking. My whole body needs sex, Janey. I can't help it. I need a real woman to make me feel good, that's all."

"And I'm not a real woman?" I made a face and my hand went to his crotch, pressing against the bulging muscle trapped in his jeans.

"Of course you are," he sighed, kissing my limp hair. "Don't say that, but you're not like other girls. You're a virgin, right? You're saving yourself for our wedding night and I don't want to spoil it for you, for either of us."

I knew what Robert really meant. I wasn't like other girls because I wasn't tall and slender and slinky. I didn't have firm, upturned tits with nipples a man could hang his hat on. My ass wasn't a pert, heart-shaped Mecca where men came to worship the Goddess of Sex. I didn't have a face that anyone would remember ten minutes after meeting me. My legs were too short, my eyes were bland, and my hair was boring. My pussy was interesting, but only because I was the only girl in my sorority with a real, live, genuine hymen and Robert really did love that about me. It was one of the biggest reasons he loved me, because he wanted to marry a woman he could respect.

"What if I wasn't a virgin?" I asked, just to put a pinch of fear into the man.

"Don't say that," he quickly replied. "Those other girls..."

"The real ones?"

" ... they have gorgeous bodies, sure. They have awesome tits, full and firm, and their nipples aren't small and soft like yours, they're thick and stiff and perfect for sucking on."

"Don't forget their butts."

"Oh, yeah." He chuckled. "Real girls with real butts. Yours is okay, Janey, don't get me wrong, but a woman with a full, round ass bending over in front of me, just begging me to let her screw her tight asshole onto my cock? You can't compete with that. I wish you could, but you can't."

"I know."

"Some girls are just built to satisfy a man like me and some aren't," Robert explained. "You know, like when some long legged hottie puts her knees over my shoulders and pulls my cock into her tight, wet, pussy..."

"Especially if she's beautiful," I reminded him.

"Exactly." He nodded. "A sexy woman with a cover girl face, they don't ask a guy like me for sex. They use me, Janey. It's almost like they're raping me, you know?"

"Yeah," I sighed. "You don't have any choice."

"None at all," he whispered, staring into my eyes. "It's not that I want to fuck them, you know that. I wish I could stop myself, but I can't. When I feel her wrapped around my cock, pushing her tongue into my mouth, and scratching my back..."

"You're a slut, Robert."

"I really am," he agreed. "Can you ever forgive me?"

"I forgive you," I whispered, letting his tongue slip between the words into my mouth.

He kissed me deeply and I had no doubts about his love. That had never been a question to cloud my heart, I only wished he could control his body's desperation for pussy. Women did use him, but only because Robert let them. He didn't cruise the campus looking for sex, quite the contrary. My boyfriend tried so hard to avoid temptation, but women were drawn to him like bees to honey. It didn't seem very fair to me, but what could I do about it? We were madly in love and I'd known what I was getting myself into from the moment we'd met back in tenth grade.

"Do you want to go inside?" I asked, smiling and red-faced, and soaking my panties with girl goo after five glorious minutes of French kissing my boyfriend.

"We could skip it," Robert suggested, knowing that's what I really wanted. "How about a movie or something?"

"No." I took a deep breath. "They're waiting for us. I kind of promised we'd be there."

"Are there going to be any other boyfriends?" he wondered, eyeing the large Victorian house that served as the Lambda Pi headquarters.

"I don't think so," I admitted. "Men aren't really allowed at the initiation, but..."

"You volunteered me?" Robert made a frowny face. That's what I called it, because he looked like a petulant little boy and it always made my heart stutter. God! He was so cute like that.

"Well, they always get somebody and, uh..." I smiled sheepishly. "At least this way I'll know where you are. Right?"

"Janey..." He sighed, brushing some dirty blonde hair out of my eyes. "Do you have any idea how much I love you?"

"I'm not sure," I teased him, feeling my tummy doing flip-flops. My nipples throbbed and my pussy seemed to be melting, it was so hot and wet inside. "Maybe you should tell me again, just to make sure."

"I'm going to show you on our wedding night," he promised, pressing his hand lightly between my thighs. "Do you want to rub yourself off on me?"

"Yeah," I breathed. "I think I'd better."

"Come here then," Robert said, chuckling softly as he lifted me out of my seat. Jesus! He was strong!

I didn't weigh very much anyway, being a petite sort of girl, but my boyfriend held me easily, setting me down so I could straddle his left thigh. Robert squeezed my butt while we kissed, pulling my panty clad crotch against his thigh while I rubbed my tits against his chest. This was the only way I could get off, the only way he'd let me orgasm when we were together, by grinding my cunt against his leg. He wouldn't risk breaking my hymen with his fingers, or even with his tongue, although I didn't think that would be possible.

I desperately wished Robert would go down on me like he did with those other girls. Heck, I wished he'd tear my panties off and fuck me, but he wouldn't do that. My virginity was precious to him, a constant reminder that I wasn't like other women. I was smart and responsible, respectable and faithful. I'd never kissed another boy, not even once, and my boyfriend loved that about me. He boasted to his friends about how much he trusted me. They knew he fucked other girls, everyone knew, but he always came home to me and that made the humiliation bearable.

"Oh yessss..." I hissed between clenched teeth as all the butterflies in my tummy seemed to explode between my legs. I clenched my thighs against Robert's, grinding my virgin pussy against him like a bitch in heat, spilling my oily cum through my panties and into the denim of his pants.

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