They say frat boys are hornier than any other kinda college guy. I didn't believe it because he was cool, calm and quite collected. This sexy as hell Hispanic joined a black fraternity and my, my, my, Poppie was yummy from the floor up. He had the sexiest body & smile, pure Latino perfection. The party ended about 2AM and picked back up at the frat house about 2:15. Me and my girls were ready to go. Each young philly was hot to trot and doing her damn thing. We watched Poppie and his brothas all night doing their line step across the floor and each of us picked one out to take home. Every girl for herself, I thought. I said nothing all night as about 5 of the 10 girls verbally picked Poppie to be their fuck buddy that night. He paid no mind to any of us (or so I thought). Why should he? Girls were gawking at him all night anyway. Of course all my girls went in for the kill, each making a failed attempt at hooking him at the after party.
By this time, it was about 3:30 and hell, my drink needed a serious refreshing. It became frustrated because I couldn't find anyone with anything other than beer. After looking aimlessly for about 15 or 20 minutes for something decent to knock the edge off of my fatigue, a soft, deep and sexy voice reached out and grabbed me making my pussy instantly soaked. The voice said, "You look like you could use a drink." I stood there cup in hand and damn near drooling when I managed to fumble the words, "You got something?" He nodded and led me straight to his room through the crowd of people dancing and grinding and throwing up (pissy drunk).
When we got to the room he asked me had I ever drank Bacardi 151 (Puerto Rican Rum) I said no but trying to stay cool, I said "But I am sure I can handle it" He responded, "STRAIGHT?" I said, "YEAH" That had to be to best mistake I had ever made. I got drunk after 2 burning coconut cup full of the stuff. I immediately started pulling on him and sucking on him, telling him I had been eyeing him all night and that I wanted him. He asked if I was sure. I managed a severe, YES!!!!! He tossed me on the bed and I began to really get excited. He held my legs open and started to lick my clit until I moaned. I moaned and whimpered because I could feel his dick rise through his pants with the point of my toe. I knew this dick was gonna be good. I tried to get up and start a new position for fear that if I came for the 5th time there won't be anything left when he gets up there (stupid college notions). He didn't let me up, he held me down and went right on sucking my pussy. He went as deep with his tongue as his finger. He drank the juices straight from my inside and spread them all over until he was ready to join me up top.
He turned me around and ripped off the remainder of my already tattered panties and delivered a dick so heavy in me that I could almost feel it coming though my throat. He plunged in with long deep strokes as my pussy juices dripped down his leg. Poppie wouldn't stop thrusting. I thought he was going for an Olympic goal or something. He lifted my leg, tossed me upside down, Held me up with zero gravity, 69-ed me, fucked me on the floor, the walls, the computer table, and every other surface in the tiny room that would hold up. He butterflied me so deep that me g-spot erupted and I came six straight more times before he could even dream of cumming once. When he did cum, I was almost relieved although, I was in pure heaven. Then to top it off, I topped him off. I had never given head before but he was a great teacher and so he got a lot that night. We fought like a couple of wrestlers in a Sumo match. It was amazing!
By this time, My Girls were so drunk that they didn't even notice that I was gone. They took a cab home and left me to do the Bacardi 151 romp with Poppie all night. When I woke up the next morning my pussy was so sore. Worst of all (and don't laugh but) I had a swollen mouth from my first dick sucking session that looked like I was beat up. I mean that shit was fucked up for almost 2 straight days. Thank God it was the weekend, and I didn't have classes. My girls all wondered how it happened, I told them that I had an allergic reaction to my make up. THAT WAS MY STORY AND WAS STICKING TO IT!! Those bitches couldn't take it if I actually said, I was fucking the man y'all wanted last night, sucked his dick for about 2 hours collectively and that is how my mouth got fucked up. The would have died. So I rubbed it in later. That is... after the 20th or 30th time with Poppie. That was years ago and he still remains one of my best sex-capades.
