Page 1 of The Frathole

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Ryan

Tonight’s my luckynight.

I’ve barely unlocked the door before the Phi Lambda brunette charges me, her lips locking with mine, her sweet lavender smell filling my nostrils. I push her back against the wall, unfastening her skirt and sliding my hand beneath her panties. As I find her clit, she gasps, and her blonde Phi Lambda sister turns my head toward her, taking her own kiss as I continue to work her friend. She has more of a vanilla scent—I figure her conditioner or maybe a hair product.

I’ve seen these girls around at events, but tonight, at the Alpha Theta Mu party, was the first time we’ve chatted each other up. I could hardly believe it when they both expressed interest—and even better, impatience—about getting up to my room.

The music was loud, but I think the brunette said her name was Dani. She leans against the wall, arching her back as she moans. The blonde—pretty sure I heard her say Em (yeah, we’ll go with that)—breaks our kiss and says, “Seems like you know what you’re doing.”

“Just wait till you get a feel for yourself,” Dani assures her.

Pride swells in my chest. “You’re making me cocky as hell.”

“I can tell it’s not your first time with two girls,” Dani says.

“Two is easy. Things get complicated at four, but I’m ambitious.”

“I’m starting to get a little jealous,” Em says, moving closer.

“We can’t have that,” I say, still thumbing Dani. “There’s one rule of messing around like this, and that’s that no one gets left out.”

With my free hand, I pop the button on Em’s jeans and slide the zipper down, then reach into her panties. Moving slowly, I trace the outline of her as she backs up to the wall, now side by side with her sorority sister. As Dani moans, I start toying with Em.

Her body trembles, and she whispers, “The hell, Dani, you weren’t kidding. Guess I should’ve expected as much from a linebacker for Peach State.”

“We’re only getting started,” I tell her, offering a kiss. I speed up my movements until she’s moaning into my mouth. “Mmmm…” I breathe, feeling how worked up Dani is.

“Your friend’s getting real wet for me,” I mumble into Em’s mouth before turning my attention to Dani. While we kiss, Em joins in, and I can taste them both. I’ve just discovered how perfectly lavender and vanilla complement each other.

“Okay, you need to stop, or you’re gonna make me come too soon,” Dani warns.

“We wouldn’t want that.” I’m not thrilled at the idea of putting on the brakes, so I give Em a little more attention as Dani blinks a few times, as though she’s coming to her senses from a haze of pleasure.

Damn right that’s how good I am.

“You deserve a reward for that,” Dani says, working my fly. In no time, she has my jeans at my ankles, my cock in her grip as she settles on her knees. But then she shifts into slow motion.

Dani runs her tongue along the underside of my shaft, up to the head. She’s torturing me, but I’m not teasing Em anymore. I’m playing her the way I’ve learned she enjoys in this brief exploratoryphase. I can tell she likes a firmer touch than Dani—only slightly, but damn, it’s got her calling out my name again.

“You’re being real good to my bestie,” Dani says. “So I guess I have to be nice to you too.” She slides her lips over my cock, gliding down.

“Oh, fucking hell,” I mutter as she demonstrates how she can work that mouth. As she pleasures me, I lean close to Em for a kiss. She’s still practically humming from how worked up I’m getting her.

“I’m gonna move my hand,” I whisper into her mouth. “But only because we have to get out of these clothes for the real fun.”

“Fuck,” she says like it pains her, which only makes me that much harder in Dani’s eager mouth.

I give Em one last sweep of my thumb before pulling back and sliding her panties and jeans down her thighs. After I get them off, she tosses her shirt, and I unfasten her bra from the back, noticing a tattoo of a rose at the base of her neck.

“You’re good at that,” she tells me.

Dani pulls off my dick. “Practice makes perfect?” she jokes as she pushes to her feet.

“That should be my line,” I insist.

“You have two beautiful girls willing to make your night,” Dani says. “I think you should let us have whatever the fuck we want, including your lines.”