Jessica and I met in Highschool. It was a Christian private school type place and her and I were particularly devout. I know it's not everyone's cup of tea, and I don't blame anyone for not being religious. It's just kind of important to our story to know that Jess and I were both extremely devout.

We met Sophomore year in bible study class. When I first saw her I felt like the whole world stopped spinning. Long, dirty blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, a gorgeous smile, and despite my religious upbringing and beliefs, I couldn't help but notice her curvy figure as well. I was a teenager after all, give me a break.

To my surprise, she liked me as well. We bonded over our faith, beliefs, and for some reason she thought I was cute and funny. I had never really felt either of those things, as Jess was my first girlfriend, but it was extremely validating having this gorgeous girl say nice things to me and hang off my arm as we walked the halls.

When graduation came around, there was a period of a few weeks where I was worried it might be the end of us. She had received a full-ride to a college in the next state over, and I had always wanted to go to a specific school in a different state. My love for her won though, so I applied to her school. I got in, and while I was disappointed that I couldn't go to my dream school, I was excited to spend the next 4 years with Jessica.

Just a small point of clarification before we go any further. Jess and I were both virgins. Not just virgins though, we had never done anything sexual. It was against God, you know. We held hands, hugged, kissed, and on occasion would cuddle when watching a movie or something. But if things ever got heated between us we would separate and cool off. We thought we were being good Christians, and we were. At first.

College had different plans for us though.

I was going to school for engineering, and Jessica was a psychology student, so we didn't see each other a lot at first. She had also joined a Christian sorority that her mother had suggested to her. We were pretty sheltered kids, honestly, so we didn't know the perception that sororities and fraternities come with. Let alone the perception of an all-Christian-girls sorority.

To say it was culture shock for her would be an understatement.

It was about 3 months into the school year when her sorority announced their first official party. Jess wasn't a big party person, but it was a kind of requirement of the sorority to attend when certain frats threw parties. A few days before it was supposed to happen, I was talking with a classmate when I discovered the general perception of her sorority, Kappa Phi.

"Bro, you going to the party this weekend?" My buddy Phil asked as we were leaving a lecture. He was a sophomore and a bit more in tune with college life than I was at this point.

"No I can't, I bit off a little more than I can chew this semester." I replied, kind of a lie. I did have coursework to do, but I also just wasn't really a party person.

"James! you HAVE to go. It's the first party Kappa Phi will be at this year, you know what that means right?" He asked, barely containing his excitement.

"I can't man, I'm swamped with stuff. That's my girlfriend's sorority though, so I'm sure she'll let me know if anything crazy happens." I laughed.

He laughed as well, as if I told some hilarious joke, "Good one bro. No one DATES the Kappa Phi girls. If you went to the party though you might just fuck one."

"Fuck one? I told you me and Jess are saving ourselves." I said before I fully processed what he said, "Wait what do you mean no one dates Kappa Phi girls?"

"Wait. Dude, are you serious about all that celibacy nonsense? I thought that was a joke. Kappa Phi girls are like, notorious for being slutty. It's like an unwritten rule that all the pledges have to have sex at the first party of the year." Phil explained, and I felt the blood drain from my face. He must have noticed.

"Dude. Tell me your girl isn't actually in Kappa Phi?" He said, sounding both amused and a bit worried. All I could do was look at him as confirmation.

"Holy shit bro. Did she join thinking it was just going to be praying to Jesus and helping the poor or something? You gotta talk to her man." He said, sounding genuinely concerned for me.

We split up as we approached the dorms and I couldn't help but think about what he had said. There's no way right? It must be some shitty rumor. A sorority REQUIRING that the girls have sex at a party? And a Christian one none-the-less. It was absurd. Still, the pit in my stomach wouldn't go away. I needed to talk to Jess.

She had a meeting with the Kappa Phi girls today after class, so I sent her a text letting her know we needed to talk when she got free. I'm sure I was over-reacting. Phil's not like, the most popular guy at the school anyway, so what does he know? It could all be a big lie to fuck with me. I tried to focus on my schoolwork as I nervously awaited a text back.

------JESS------

I had heard the rumors of course. After I joined Kappa Phi pretty much everyone I met made it obvious there was a sort of reputation associated with girls at my sorority. But I hadn't seen anything like that. All the girls seemed sweet, we would talk about our faith and school-work and honestly it was all what I expected. I mean, my MOM suggested Kappa Phi to me because she had such a good time here. If it was all true, would she really have suggested it?

Still, part of me was upset with the reputation the sorority had. I certainly didn't want people to have that perception of me. I was saving myself for James! I was a good Christian, and one day I would have sex with my husband, but not before we were married. I definitely wasn't the 'slut' that seemed to come with Kappa Phi association.

I had planned on asking Kim who was kind of the girl in charge about the rumors I had heard at the meeting I was heading to, but I would have my question answered before I could ask her.

I walked into the meeting house after my classes that day and most of the new girls were there already. I had become pretty good friends with another girl, Sarah, so I walked up to her and we started chatting.

"Do you know what this meeting's about?" I asked Sarah as I set my bag down against the wall.

"Yeah It's about the party I think. Kim said she wants to make sure we're, 'ready', whatever that means." Sarah said, looking about as nervous as I felt. I had heard the rumors about the party as well, and what might be expected of us. I had to get it off my chest.

"Have you heard the rumors about Kappa Phi? I'm a little nervous to be honest." I said, hoping to hear that it was all just a lie some asshole spread.

"Yeah, it's all anyone talks about it seems like. Gosh, I hope it's just some mean-spirited joke. Anthony is worried for me." Sarah said, her gaze dropping from my own.

"Anthony?" I asked

"My boyfriend." She said, her eyes lighting up as she looked back at me, "He's so sweet to be concerned about m-" Sarah was cut off as the door to the kitchen swung open and Kim came walking out with a few other older girls.

"Okay girls! We're all set is everyone here?" Kim asked in a sing-song voice looking around while counting heads.

"Perfect! Alright now please line up shoulder to shoulder here." She gestured towards the middle of the common space, where all the furniture had been moved to create a large open space. There were 8 of us pledges, and we all did as she ordered. I stood at the end of the line, next to Sarah.

"Now I'm sure you've all heard about the party and all the rumors that come with it and we just wanted to get everyone together today to answer whatever questions you may have" Kim started, a bright smile on her face.

"But first! I'd like to start with a prayer." Kim said, as one of the other older girls walked by, dropping small prayer cushions on the ground in front of us, "If you'd please join me."

Kim dropped to her knees on the cushion in front of her while the older girls stood off to the side, small smirks on their faces.

It's hard to really describe the kind of peer pressure one feels in this type of situation. But it was just a prayer right? That's why I wanted to join this group anyway. The other pledges knelt on their cushions, and I followed suit.

"Good! Okay now before we pray, please close your eyes and keep them shut! We'll tell you when to open them." Kim ordered, and I looked down the line to see the other girls closing their eyes. Sarah gave me a kind of shrug as she too closed her eyes. I did as well, shortly after.

"Perfect, okay now keep them shut! It'll just be a second." Kim said, and I began to hear some shuffling around the room.

A door opened, quietly, and I heard some hushed whispers among the shuffling sounds. I squeezed me hands together, nervously, and ran through a Hail Mary in my head.

"Okay! Open up girls!" Kim shouted and I immediately heard gasping sounds down the line. I opened my eyes.

Standing before me, was a large man. Tall, with broad shoulders. But that's not what drew my attention. I saw his hard penis, pointed directly at me and I gasped as well. He took this moment to thrust forward into my open mouth.

Quickly, I shut my mouth and dodged my head to the side to avoid him. I hadn't even seen James' penis. This huge thing lined up a inch from me sent me into a sudden panic. I yanked my head backwards, pushing on his legs and stood up.

"What the heck!" I yelled looking around.

I saw more men standing in front of the other pledges, they all had their penises out and were being sucked by the other girls with varying levels of enthusiasm. Even Sarah looked up at me with wide eyes as the man in front of her thrust in and out of her mouth.

I looked up at the man in front of me and he looked down at me, seeming confused.

"What's your name, girl?" Kim asked sternly, walking up to stand next me.

"J-Jessica. What's going on here?" I sputtered out.

"We're testing to see if you're Kappa Phi material. A good Christian woman needs to know how to please their man. You seem to be failing." Kim said, matter-of-factly staring me down with a disappointed look.

"I'm...I'm saving myself for my boyfriend, I can't." I muttered, feeling tears begin to sting my eyes.

"A good woman does not say, 'I can't', we say 'How may I?'." Kim turned to the man still standing in front of me. "How may I resolve this for you, Sir?"

Kim gripped his penis and began stroking him towards me. He shuddered lightly before he spoke.

"Don't be hard on her. She's clearly inexperienced. Would you like some privacy?" He asked me, as Kim just nodded along with his every word.

Trying to hold back tears, all I could do was nod my head.

"Yes Sir" Kim said, "Please tell me if she passes or fails, Sir."

He bent over and pulled his pants back up, locking away the monster that was just staring me down. He took me by my hand and guided me towards one of the rooms off of the main area. Still in shock, I felt my feet move automatically, following him.

As soon as we entered the bedroom I sat down on the bed and buried my face in my hands.

"Sorry about all that. Kim said everyone was on board with what was happening. Didn't mean to scare you." He said, sitting in a chair next to the bed, "My name's Adam by the way."

"Jessica." I said between heavy breaths as I tried to regain my composure.

"Nice to meet you Jessica. Sorry it was like this. You said you have a boyfriend, is that right?" He asked, in a very soothing and caring voice which I appreciated despite the fear his presence initially instilled in me.

"Yes." I said, "James. I love him."

It was hard not to think about James. We had been so good, not pushing past any boundaries and staying celibate and pure together. Just to be challenged by this mean surprise by people I thought I could trust. This isn't how Christians should behave, in my opinion.

"That's good! But, Kim IS right you know. You'll need to know how to please your man when the time comes." I looked at him, still in disbelief, and saw him looking me up and down as if assessing a piece of merchandise.

"I mean, you're fucking beautiful and sexy, so I'm sure he'll enjoy you no matter what. But experience goes a long way. You don't want him to just be satisfied, you want to blow his mind, right?" He asked, locking eyes with me again.

I mean. Yes. I did, of course. I want my man to be obsessed with me. I know he loves me, and I love him too. And I had always thought once we got married we would learn each other together. It wasn't easy fighting against the tangled ball of lust I felt growing inside of me every day. But that was supposed to be my gift for James. Not freely given to some stranger.

"I do, but I'm not a cheater. He deserves my purity." I said, defiantly.

"It's not cheating, Jessica. It's practice and you'd be doing it FOR him. It's not like I would tell him either, so as far as he knows your purity is perfectly intact." Adam said, almost sounding convincing. Sure, James may not know I'm not pure anymore, but I would.

"I can't live knowing I didn't remain virtuous for him." I said, squirming in my seat. I hate to admit it, but all this talk about sex was getting me worked up. The lust swelled inside of me like a constant heat, but it was leaking through my willpower more and more recently. I did my best to avoid thinking about the topic, because it would frequently end with me in the bathtub touching myself.

"I understand. I'll tell Kim you passed no matter what. But if you want to learn, I can show you something. You don't even have to touch, just watch." Adam said, and I believed him. He seemed genuinely sorry about how everything went out there. Maybe I just wanted to believe him, maybe I was just curious what he would show me.

"Just watch?" I asked, curious. Looking couldn't hurt, right? Whether that was my logical sense, or the growing heat between me legs talking, I couldn't tell.

"Yeah, I'll show you what men enjoy." Adam said, standing up and taking his pants back off. His hard penis jumped free from his boxers and I was again in shock at the sight of it. I had never seen one in person, just in textbooks and a porn video on one occasion. Were they all this BIG? I didn't know how I was supposed to get something like that inside of me.

He sat back down and started touching himself. Rubbing long strokes up and down his length in slow motions. My eyes were drawn by the fluid, effortless, way he performed for me.

"So you want to squeeze it just enough to give him some sensation, but not so hard that it hurts. It's a delicate balance but you would figure it out with some practice." He said, staring right at me. I tried to hold his eyes but my gaze kept returning to his penis.

"What will help, is some lubrication, whether it's oil of some kind or even just your spit. It feels so much better with some lubrication." He said, softly.

"Spit?" I asked, dumbfounded. I knew sometimes people would suck it, but to just spit on it?

"Yeah, look" He said, letting some spit fall from his mouth and onto his hand before returning it to his penis, as he began stroking the saliva into his flesh.

"You want to touch the whole thing, but most of the sensation is at the tip here." He said, swirling his hand around the tip. It was absolutely mesmerizing. I wouldn't admit it, but this was stirring something inside of me. Watching Adam touch himself made me think about touching myself and I squirmed in my seat again.

"Are you getting turned on? That's good, men like enthusiasm. You can touch yourself too if you want." He said, looking me up and down.

"I shouldn't, that's not... right." I squeaked out.

"It's just looking and learning, Jessica. You should know what feels good for you too. I won't touch unless you want me to." He said.

I know I could have said no and left. I could have just watched him finish what he was doing and run home to take care of myself. I had done it before, in the privacy of my own room. But damn it, the ball of horniness that lived inside of me had grown into a dark star of lust. I made my first, of what would become many, impure decisions.

"close your eyes." I said meekly, and he closed his eyes with a smile as he continued touching himself.

I stood off the bed and worked my skirt to the ground before sitting back down and moving my panties to the side.

I worked my fingers around the outside of my vagina like I read online and practiced in private. God it felt so good. Like letting off some steam from a kettle that was ready to explode. Watching Adam stroke himself faster and faster while I touched myself was so enticing. I rolled my head back in pleasure as I continued rubbing myself.

"Mmmmmmmmm" I moaned as I lay with my eyes closed. I felt bad doing this in the presence of another man, especially someone who's not James. But I tricked myself into thinking doing this was better than letting the arousal build, and what might come from that. Suddenly, I felt something new, something wet, something AMAZING. I opened my eyes and looked down to see Adams eyes looking up at me, his head buried between my legs.

"Oh my GODDDDD oh my god oh my goddddddd." I screamed, my legs were shuddering and convulsing as my arms flailed wildly. I didn't even care that he was doing it, it felt so good. Like nothing I had ever felt. His strong hands wrapped around my bare legs and pulled me into his mouth as he continued licking, sucking, kissing. It felt like something else was growing inside of me now, a new and unknown sensation.

"Oh my gossshhhhhhhh, Adam! You're! I'm!" My first orgasm ever crashed into my body like the force of a thousand suns. I wish I could describe it more fully, but the feeling of pleasure was so deeply overwhelming it's like every other thought in my mind was replaced by the flooding waves of pleasure as they crashed over me. It could have lasted for a minute or an hour, but I distinctly remember coming out of my haze to see Adam's face above mine, his body pushing down on me.

"I could give you so much more pleasure, Jess, if you would let me. We could have a lot of fun practicing together." He said, then leaned down and started kissing me. I kissed back, initially, before reality crept back into my awareness. I snapped out of my lust-drunk state and pushed against his chest.

"Stop!" I yelled, and he backed off, scrambling off of me and standing up. I know he had just been between my legs with his mouth making me shake with pleasure, but something about a kiss seemed so much worse for some reason. More intimate. It took me out of the moment in a flash.

"I can't...we shouldn't have. We need to stop." I said, scooting towards the end of the bed and putting my skirt back on.

"I'm sorry, it seemed like you wanted to." Adam said, and honestly I didn't blame him. He must think I'm crazy. The entire time I've been in this house today was crazy!

"I have to go." I said, straightening myself out and opening the door.

Almost everyone was gone, by this point. Only me, Adam, Kim, Sarah, and the man behind her remained.

"Fuck fuck fuck YES! Oh my GOD YES!" Sarah was screaming as a large black man stood behind her and repeatedly slammed his hips forward. Her face was unrecognizable, flushed red and completely lost in a pleasure I couldn't have comprehended just 30 minutes prior.

Kim's eyes brightened when she saw me.

"Oh my gosh! Good Job, Jess! It sounded like you came around in there, I'm glad you saw the light. Sarah is really going above and beyond though. She's a quick learner." She said, all smiles and support.

"You like that dick, bitch?" The black man behind Sarah said, delivering a hard slap to her ass.

"Oh my GOD YES fuck me fuck me!" She slurred, screaming like a dying animal.

"I'm sorry I gotta go." I said, moving past her.

"Okayyyy! Remember the party! This was just the pre-test!" She said behind me as I grabbed my things and made my way to the door and out to the sidewalk.

As I began walking home, dealing with the million different thoughts and emotions running through my head, I pulled my phone out to distract myself.

1 Text from James blinked on my phone.

"Hey babe! We need to talk when you get a chance, hope the meeting goes well!"