Not exactly the dance you had planned.

Nervously, you make your way into the living room where dozens of attractive young men are waiting for your performance. Many of them are setting on couches, or in folding chairs, but just as many are standing around the edges of the room as they watch you enter. Your arousal is almost overwhelming as you slowly begin to dance to the loud, deep music blaring through the frat house.

First goes your nearly transparent white top. Twirling it over your head and throwing it randomly into the gathered crowd of men. Your hands come back to your body, playing seductively over your lacy white bra. Your body twirling as you playfully avoid the hands that reach for you. The feel of their near misses lightly brushing your skin give you goosebumps and causes your pussy to dampen even more than it already was.

Next, your tiny black skirt comes off. Again, you twirl the item of clothing above your head before throwing it randomly into the crowd. Your little black thong panties can barely hide the fact that your pussy is soaked.

All around you, you can see the gathered men in varying degrees of undress, some of the bolder ones have their pants around their ankles, their hard cocks in hand. Being as aroused as you are, the implications of the men's behavior is lost on you.

Reaching for your bra, you stumble slightly in the unfamiliar heels, the men around you laughing loudly at the display, their laughter turning to calls of appreciation as your bra comes free.

Throwing your bra into the crowd, you begin to play with your breasts in front of everyone. For a little while, you are lost in the sensations, forgetting about those gathered around you. Only their insistent calls for you to continue bring you back to your current situation.

Giggling shyly, you begin to play with your panties, slipping them a little ways down, then back up again. The show seems to drive the men wild, even as you use the display to work up the nerve to finish exposing yourself to a room full of men.

Finally, you begin to slide your panties down, catching them on your thighs slightly on the way down. Stumbling once more, you feel a nudge from behind.

In front of you, a young man, naked from the waist down, sets in a folding chair, his above average cock throbbing proudly where it sticks up in his lap. As you begin to fall towards the man, you only have a split second to decide, do you fall face first into the man's lap, or do you try to save face by making it looks like your stumble was just an excuse to set in the man's lap?