My first frat party_(1)

I was sitting in my recliner chair with a football game on the TV when I started thinking back seventeen years ago to my first frat beer blast sex party. I had gone to college at South State University. I had never been away from home for more than a couple of days at a time before. Suddenly I was four hundred miles away with my own dorm room. Even though my parents were still paying most of my bills, I still considered myself on my own for the first time.

I had settled into my dorm room and started my classes and started meeting some people and making new friends. One of the guys was in the Sigma Epislon Xi fraternity and lived in the frat house. He told me that they had room for six new members and that the room at the frat house would be bigger, cheaper and more fun. He said that because the dorms were so full, the school would allow students to move into off campus housing. I told him that I might be interested. A couple of days later he told me that the frat was throwing a party to meet the new pledges. It was to be Friday night starting at 9 pm and I should come.

It was about 9:30 when I got to the party. I was greeted at the door and my ID was checked to make sure I was 18 and old enough to drink. That was the legal age back then. I went into the living room. It looked like there were around twenty people there. A little more than half of them were guys. Some were dancing, some were drinking and some were just standing around talking. Off in the corner there was a girl sitting on a guy’s lap. They were making out and she had her top off.

I stood there for several minutes just taking in what there was to see when a girl came almost skipping up and stood about a foot in front of me with a big smile. She was probably about 5’5” and slim with small breasts. Her hair was light brown and she had it in two ponytails. She was wearing a hip hugger denim skirt that came half way between her knees and her crotch. She had on a red tee shirt that ended below her breasts but above her belly button. On the front were white letters EZ. I knew that she had her age checked when she got here but she could easily have passed for 14.

“Hi, I’m Tina.” I told her that my name was Jim then she said, “If two bumble bees were dressed for Halloween as ghosts, what would you call them?” I shrugged my shoulders. “Boo Bees ….. Wanta see mine?” With that she reached down, took the bottom of her shirt in her hands and pulled it up to her chin. I stood there staring at her small but perfectly formed boobies.