Meanwhile in the other tent

Violet knew what was going on in the other tent and was glad not to be involved. The last two times she had been up here she had cheated on her boyfriend, Fraser, with two different guys who she'd never seen again. She didn't like or want to cheat, but Lily had told her to, more or less. And Violet would never dare go against Lily. Being Lily's best friend had a lot of benefits, for instance she never would've met Fraser without Lily, she had been on many international vacations with Lily?for free, but most importantly, Lily's grandfather was a trustee at UC Berkeley, where Violet had wanted to go for as long as she could remember.

So, she tolerated these trips, and Lily's bossiness. She'd been doing it for years and the prize was finally within reach. Grandpa's 80th was coming up and Lily had invited a few friends, including Violet. She put on her headphones, attached to an Iphone playing Matt Kearney's latest and search through her bag, finding two Xanax she brought along. She took one and replaced the other and then lay down, exhausted from the trip.

Some time later she was rousted from her half-sleep stupor by Ash gently poking at her leg. Lily's favorite cousin, Ash may have well been an extention of her. That meant Violet was **** to suffer his nonsense as well. She removed her headphones.

?Hey, Vi,? He slurred, obviously drunk. ?What's up? I hope I didn't wake you.?

?No, I was just... relaxing.? She said nervously.

?Heh, me too. Want a beer?? He asked as he extended an already opened can towards her. Normally Violet would've known better but the Xanax, combined with her **** to cross Lily in any way caused her to take the beer. After all, Ash had probably just finished taking Hazel's virginity, so why would he want to do anything to her? She grabbed it and took a sip. And then another.

Ash went into his pack and produced another beer which he drank equally slowly. They chatted for a time, mostly about local musicians, an interest they shared. Violet tried to remain as alert as possible, mostly so she wouldn't have to share her Xanax. Eventually the beers were finished. Ash just seemed to be biding his time, not making an moves or even hinting at being interested. Another thing that could've perhaps tipped Violet off.

However she chose not to act on her intuitions for fear of offending and she didn't realize that the drink had in fact been tainted until she started to feel exceptionally groggy, more than one xanax and a beer could produce.

?Wait. Did you put something in my drink?? Violet slurred. Ash shook his head. ?You did, didn't you!? Violet's mind became increasingly hysterical but her body could not respond in kind. She wanted to rise up and race out of there but found she could barely get to her hands and knees.

?Calm down, everything's ok.? Ash said. To her surprise Violet did calm down. Her nervous panic quickly abated and by the time Ash laid her back down, she didn't even remember ever having been nervous.

Before long she could feel Ash groping her, first her hips, then her tits and ass. Then Ash pulled her shirt up over her head, covering her mouth and getting her arms out of the way, in case she suddenly paniced again and resisted. For her part Violet felt no impulse to resist even as he did this. Then he pulled her bra down under her tits and groped them hard, squeezing and rolling her nipples as well.

Ash then took the time to admire her athletic body and chestnut brown skin. He couldn't wait to brag about his first black girl, and her big black ass, to his bros back at school, but first he had to do something. He went into his pack and took out 3 pieces of felt-- his fraternity letters. Then he pulled her pants and panties down a little bit, just enough to expose her pussy and arranged the letters on her pelvis. Then he pulled out his phone and took a picture.

The first time he had been **** to do this while pledging, to a virgin freshman no less, he had hated it and could barely get wood afterward. Now it had become his favorite part and he was raging hard. Violet knew she was exposed, and that she didn't want to be, but for some reason she couldn't think of anything she could do about the situation. Then she felt hands on her again, pulling her pants all the way off, groping her ass and rubbing her pussy. Then a finger suddenly slipped in. Somewhere in the back of her mind she kind of liked that feeling, but it was fleeting because the hand was quickly taken away.

Ash took his hand away to get some lube, which experience told him was necessary in such cases and to drop his pants and whip his rangingly hard cock out.

The next thing Violet's increasingly clouded mind perceived was a body hovering over her. Then some strange pressure in between her legs. It was all very fuzzy, but not necessarily unpleasant. She foggily wondered what the feeling was. Then it occurred to her; she was being fucked. She dimly wondered if he was wearing a condom, since she wasn't on the pill. She felt a brief impulse to panic but it went away even quicker than the first. She just felt confused, it addition to the trobbing fullness.

Ash laid into her as hard as he could. He had his first picture, now he needed the second and he was intent on getting there was quickly as possible. She writhed about a little bit, perhaps attempting to struggle, which turned him on even more. Feeling his peak approaching, he reached up and grabbed her throat. Violet didn't feel anything, she had finally given in and passed out. Ash did his best not to cry out when his peak came. First he shot two blasts deeply inside her, then pulled almost all the way out to shoot the rest, then he pulled out. After taking some time to recover, he replaced the letters and took another picture, this time with cum oozing out of her.