Fun At The Frat House

[Ghostposter]

OOC:

A good old-fashioned no-plot thread with nothing but wall-to-wall sex. All are welcome. The more the merrier.


My character: Lance LaMott. 18 year old freshman. 5'10" 170. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. Fresh off the farm. Limited experience.


IC:

According to the flyer, the party was being held at Omega House. Since it was my first real college party, I wanted to get there early. Apparently though I didn't get there early enough. I actually had to step over some passed-out party goers to get to the house.

This had to be the wildest party in the world, I thought to myself.

I was right.

Because the instant I opened the door, a half-naked girl flung herself into my arms...

 

[AllGirl]

OOC: Allie Anders. 18 years old. 5'2", 100 pounds. Short black hair. Black eyes.

IC:


There sure were a lot of guys at Omega House, and boy, were they ever friendly. Almost every one of them came up to say hello, and almost every one of them offered me a drink. Thinking it would be rude to refuse, I accepted each and every one. I think I got pretty buzzed.

Somewhere between my fifth anfd ninth drink, a really pretty girl said she loved my blouse. She asked if she could try it on. This seemed like a pretty reasonable request, so I slipped out of it and handed it over to her. Giggling like an idiotand to the cheers of most of the guys in the room, she heald it triumphantly in the air and ran off with it.

Suddenly I realized I was standing in the middle of a room of drunk horny guys in my bra. My brain was barely working, but even then I could see that that was wrong. I dashed off in the direction of the blouse thief, but before I could take three steps I literally crashed into the bluest eyes I'd ever seen....

 

[Poganin]

OOC: Lance Chambers. 24 years old. Green eyes, long black hair. Chanced at the party by accident.

IC:
Holy cow! What kind of a place was this? Booze, drugs and sex were all around at the Omega House party. I saw couples making out in chairs, on stairs, on doorsteps, on the floor, on a sofa, on a bed and I saw a guy trying to nail it jumping from a chandelier. Weel, I ain't a guy to refuse some fun so I decided to work myself into the mood a little and swilled a couple of beers.

Looking around I suddenly noticed a shirt flying in my direction and it obscured my view. Then a soft body crushed into me with a startled yelp and I found that my hands were squeezing two soft mounds.