BLT Party

Jake starred at his phone imagining all the possibilities of Lily going to a party dressed like that. It was so intimate, so sexy. The kind of garment you’d wear only for the person you’re going to fuck. And here she was, modeling her outfit for a frat party.

Fantasies raced through Jake’s mind. Frat boys unable to contain themselves as they groped his girlfriend on the dance floor. Taking turns as they fucked her into one of their beds. He didn’t know why it made him so hard, but he couldn’t deny the eroticism.

Amanda was wearing a purple bra and panty set with a garter and matching stockings. The two girls looked like absolute sin. They got to the delta house early and were among a hand full of other non-fraternity-member guests already in attendance. Lily found Logan in a side room that had been outfitted to be a makeshift bar.

“Hey thanks for coming!” Jake welcomed the girls, giving Lily a hug. Lily was hyper aware of how her breasts pressed into him in the lace bodysuit she was wearing.

“I see you opted for a toga” Lily grinned “shame, I would’ve liked to see you in your boxers again.”

“Patience,” Logan’s lips curled into a teasing smile that made her stomach flip “Hey Griff! Let’s get these girls some drinks!”

Lily drank and socialized with the brothers of the fraternity. Everyone wanted to come talk to her, she figured it was so they could assess just how see through her lace was. Her body was vibrating with stimulation from all the attention. The fraternity president, Wyatt, came over and slipped an arm around Lily’s waist. His hand came to rest on her exposed hip and he gently tugged her in closer.

“Ya know pledge,” he said to Logan “if you keep bringing these gorgeous ladies around, I might have to worry about you taking my job!”

Lily blushed and played along, slightly leaning into Wyatt who didn’t unhand her as the group talked. It was kind of electrifying having another man’s arm so casually claiming her. It sparked a submissive joy inside her, and it only stoked the warmth spreading through her belly.

“FUCKING LAMBDAS BRO! PISS ME THE FUCK OFF” Beanbag’s booming voice echoed through the hall causing Lily to jump. Wyatt hurled off towards the hall to calm him down.

“What was that about?” Amanda asked nobody in particular.

“Lambdas are another house,” Griff explained “they got suspended last fall when they hazed a pledge so hard that he became paralyzed…”

“Oh god” Lily gagged.

Griff went on to explain how the Lambda’s are still operating ‘underground’ and how they are holding secret parties. They will go around to the other houses and try to convince the girls to go to their party instead. It was rumored that Lambda was having a party tonight, which meant that ΔΙΚ, as the top house, was a likely hunting ground for Lambda poachers.

Lily was settling into a pleasant buzz. The kind that made everything lighter, and made her just a tad bit more daring.

“I never understood lingerie” a strange voice said from behind her. Lily turned and saw a man she didn’t recognize. She didn’t think he was one of the frat brothers. “It’s clothing that’s made be taken off. I mean why not just cut out the middleman?” Lily got the sense that the boy was trying to be smooth, an exploitable weakness.

Lily raised an eyebrow at the stranger and leaned in slightly. “Do you want to take it off me?” She teased.

“I would absolutely love to” he answered slightly taken aback.

“Then it’s working!” She bubbled, posing to display her get up “get it now?”

Before the boy could answer she strutted off for the dance floor. Her dancing wasn’t the sensual intimate affair that it was at the first party. This time she was alive with energy, bouncing around the dance floor from group to group, person to person. She was the star of the show. She would place her hands on her knees, shaking her barely clothed ass for a crowd of onlookers before jetting across the dance floor and wrapping her arm around a strangers neck, gyrating her hips. The party was eating her up. Men would approach hoping for a chance to dance with her, but she could not be tamed. She would shake her ass against them just long enough to give them hope, then bounce off into the crowd once again. With the energy in the room and the strong buzz she was feeling, she paid no mind to the wandering hands that attempted to guide her hips or slap her ass she danced by. In fact, she kind of enjoyed it. A faceless hand grabbed her ass and squeezed hard before smacking it once with a mighty thwap. Another man took a nice handful as Lily grinded herself along his thigh, then she danced away again. Not only was she feeding on the energy of being the crowds favorite, she was also turning into their plaything and the thought was exhilarating.

She danced her way off the dance floor for a break and ran right into a wall of flesh. She looked up and saw a roided out man beaming down at her.

“Whats a girl like you doing at a lame party like this?” He asked with a cockiness she found repulsive. She figured he must be a Lambda.

It was just her luck that Logan happened to be walking by at this very moment. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him close.

“I’m here with my boyfriend” she lied to the ball of muscle. To really sell the lie, Lily went up on her toes and kissed Logan softly on lips. He looked shocked and confused but quickly understood what was happening and put his arm around Lily. He grabbed her ass firmly and pulled her closer. She could feel his body heat radiating through her lace.

“This twerp?” The stranger scoffed.

“Oh he is far from twerpy!” Lily snorted “I could barely walk right after last night. My hand won’t even close around the thing!” She held up her hand in a wide “C” shape.

It was now the man’s turn to look shocked. “You think he can measure up to me?” He tried to save his chance.

“I’ve heard steroids make your dick small” Lily said, now holding her pointer and thumb a hair apart “after Logan here, I probably wouldn’t even feel you. Now if you’ll excuse us, I’m in need of some real dick tonight.”

The man huffed off and Lily could have sworn she saw smoke coming out of his ears. She noticed that Logan’s hand was still firmly planted on her ass cheek and she had to admit that she kind of loved the feeling.

On Logan’s end, he was swelling from the contact and from Lily talking about his big penis— even if her words were entirely fictional. He silently thanked god that he had opted for compression shorts under his toga.

“Good job selling that, boyfriend” Lily teased the final word out before lifting to her toes and giving Logan another soft kiss on the lips. This time she held it just a beat longer. His lips were warm and had a distinct intoxicating flavor. Her arousal only kept brewing. She pulled away and smiled at him, holding his gaze. “In case he was still watching us” she teased.

That night Lily was lying in her dorm room alone, Amanda had gone home with one of the guys from the party. She pulled her phone out.

Lily typed and typed, deleting and rewriting, deleting again, until she was satisfied with her explanation. She admitted to Jake that she had kissed Logan, she figured the context might make it better but knew it didn’t excuse it.

Lily could see his point. She was never going to leave Jake for some other man, and the kisses were to protect her from a creep. Actors kiss their co-stars all the time, right? Still her nerves weren’t exactly calmed. It wasn’t the simple guilt that it had happened that was weighing heavy on her, it was how much she enjoyed it. How much she enjoyed every little part of her and Logan’s dynamic— whatever that means. She was one hundred percent certain that her and Jake were going to spend forever together, she had no plans of ever leaving the relationship. But with how constantly horny her new way of living had made her, and how much she basked in the attention of others, she feared that if the alcohol was flowing right she may lose control— and that terrified her.

Jake tried to calm her. To reassure her. He kept saying ‘I trust you’ or ‘I know you won’t do anything Im not okay with’, but Lily didn’t think he was getting it.

Lily’s heart fluttered with his response. He was right, it’s always going to be him. The kiss didn’t meant anything. It didn’t make her feel tingly. It didn’t. It didn’t.