------JAMES------

I was all dressed up and ready for the party. I looked in the mirror before I left and couldn't recognize myself, between the mask and the costume, so I figured that was good enough. I didn't want Jess to think I didn't trust her or anything, I just wanted to see what these parties were like for myself. Okay, maybe I was a little worried. Her sudden highly charged sexual energy the other day did put me on edge a little bit.

But she had said everything was cool and there was nothing to worry about. I trusted her. I'd never heard her tell a lie in her life. Still, I couldn't ignore the pit in my stomach that told me something was wrong.

The frat wasn't far, and I waited about an hour and a half after the party officially started to show up. I didn't want to be one of the first people there and become easier to pick out of a crowd. Luckily, or unluckily, that wouldn't be a problem. The place was PACKED, people were spilling out of the door and crowded on the porch. I walked to the steps, and started climbing them when a girl stopped me.

"Hey! Excuse me! Your stars, Sir." A pretty, older, girl wearing a pink and gold sash said, as she held out a strip of stickers towards me. I found it strange for someone clearly older than me to call me Sir, but I took the stickers from her.

"Do you know the rules, Sir?" She asked, standing with her arms clasped in front of her, looking prim and proper.

"Uh, yes. Thank you." I said, assuming that was the correct answer in a situation like this. I didn't need to know the 'rules' I was just here to check things out for a second before making my escape.

"Perfect! My name is Kim, Sir. If you need anything at all please let me or any of the other girls wearing the sash know. We're here to take care of your every need." Kim smiled, and I said thank you before continuing my climb up the steps.

That was strange. Part of me did wonder what the 'rules' were but I didn't want to attract any more attention to myself. I needed to make this quick.

I walked up to the door and pushed past the groups that were crowding the entrance, keeping an eye out for Jess. Inside was just as crowded as outside, groups of people all over, some standing in circles, some standing in lines by different doors. I caught a few people walking out of a hallway, drinks in hand, so I figured that's where I would start. I'm sure this whole party thing would have Jess nervous, I couldn't blame her if she wanted a drink of something.

Pushing my way to the kitchen I picked up a few snippets of conversations.

"Dude come on give me some stars, I wanna try them all! You're not gonna use all of those!"

Someone else: "Which one was she?"

"Sarah! I don't remember the last name but goddamn! Worth at LEAST 2 stars."

I finally pushed my way into the kitchen when I heard someone say, "How many stars you got left?"

"Just the one, I went in and out of a couple rooms, not my type."

"You try Jessica? She's hot as fuck!"

I spun around, trying to locate the person who said it. What did they mean "Try" Jessica? I looked, but couldn't place who had spoken. It was a common name anyway, it could mean anything. I took a look around the kitchen and didn't see Jess anywhere, so I looped back to the main room.

That's when the names caught my eye. On each door, there were papers with names on them, all of which had some amount of the star stickers placed on the paper. The one I saw by the kitchen said - "Kelly M.", there was one girl wearing a sash and one guy standing outside of that door. A couple stars decorated her paper. I pushed through the rest of the party, looking for Jess and noting the names on the doors.

"Sarah J." There were a bunch of stars on her door.

"Nicole C." Only a couple stars.

And, finally, "Jessica B." - My recognition of the name distracted me from the stars.

There were about 5 guys standing in a line in front of her door, the one at the front was chatting with a girl wearing a pink and gold sash who looked a whole lot like the girl outside. I mustered up my courage and approached her door.

"Hey man! get in line! I'm next!" The guy at the front of the line yelled as I approached, I looked back at him confused. In line? For what?

The girl with the sash spoke up, "We do have to respect the line order Sir, but Nicole C. has no wait right now if you'd like." She gestured to the door I had seen earlier, "Otherwise you'll have to wait in line, Sir, I'm so sorry for the inconvenience."

I didn't want to say anything that made it clear who I was or that I was specifically looking for Jessica or anything like that. So I just nodded and found my way to the back of the line. My heart was pounding in my chest. What were we in line for? Why was her name on a door? And what were these stars about?

Some part of me knew. The weight on my chest and the feeling of what felt like raccoons fighting in my stomach were a constant reminder of the thoughts I was trying to push away. I felt like I was going to have a panic attack, standing in line wearing my costume. The blaring music replaced by a sharp ringing in my ears and my vision tightened at the edges.

I couldn't think of a good, Christian, reason they would have these girls names on the door. If Jessica was actually behind the door. I needed to see. I needed to know.

Her door opened and someone left the room in a hurry. Someone I recognized.

My friend Phil. Who told me about the party, invited me to it. He was sweating and catching his breath as he lowered his mask back over his face and turned around to put a star sticker on her door.

"Wish I had more left to give her!" He said, clapping the guy at the front of the line on the shoulder and pushing into the crowd. I fought my instinct to call out to him. He can't know I was here either.

The line moved forward and shortly later, another man exited and the line moved forward again.

I don't know how long I stood in that line, waiting to get my turn. It felt like an hour. Some people stayed in the room longer than others. Eventually, I had moved to the front, and I almost lost my nerve. A man exited her room and the girl with the sash turned to me.

"Star, please, Sir." She said, smiling sweetly.

I fumbled in my pocket looking for the strip the woman outside gave me.

"Place it right on her paper, and feel free to add more if you'd like to, Sir!" She said, and I placed one sticker on the paper.

"Enjoy your service, Sir."

I felt like all the blood had drained from my body. My limbs felt heavy as I grabbed the door knob and turned it. Her door had too many stars to count.

------JESSICA------

I sat in my assigned room, waiting for Adam to arrive. I'd only been in there for a few minutes, but every moment felt like an eternity waiting for things to get started. Kim said the nerves were the worst part, and while I wasn't exactly excited for what was coming, the waiting felt like torture. I was hoping I'd have a good chunk of time with Adam before anyone else came in.

Sure, he was a little pushy, and didn't exactly respect my boundaries the other day. But god that thing with his mouth felt incredible, and he was mostly nice and seemed trustworthy and kind. I did start second guessing myself though when I really considered the SIZE of him. I hoped he'd be gentle.

Before we came to the frat, Kim had given us each something to wear and a little pill to take. I thought it was strange, giving us these little dark bras and underwear to wear, considering what we were in these rooms to do. I had to say though, it did make my boobs look amazing. Like REALLY amazing. I'd never looked at myself in this way, but god I bet I looked so hot.

I lifted my hand to my breasts and touched the soft skin there. A pleasurable shiver shot through my body. They were so soft, it felt so nice. I slipped one hand underneath the front of the bra and skimmed past my nipple. An overwhelming feeling of joy, love, and arousal overcame me. I'd touched myself before though, and this feeling seemed... elevated.

Was it the pill? It was a small, clear, capsule with some little brownish crystals inside. Mom had said I should take it, if they offered it to me, and everyone else took it so I did too. Kim said it would help with the nerves and make things more enjoyable, and gosh it sure was. I don't know if it helped with the nerves much but BOY did physical sensation feel amazing.

I noticed my other hand had worked it's way to my underwear and I had slipped a finger easily inside of myself. My hymen was long broken by tampons when I first got my period, so at least I didn't have that to worry about. I sat on the bed, touching myself all over and enjoying the sensation when I was shocked out of my stupor by the doorknob turning. I quickly removed my hands from my underwear and placed them on my lap, as if I thought I was going to be caught doing something naughty.

Adam's large frame pushed through the doorway, he was carrying a bottle full of some liquid and a towel.

"Hey you! I'm surp-" His voice sharply cut off when he turned to see me, "HOLY SHIT! Jess! God you look amazing. How are you feeling?"

"Good!" I said, on instinct before adding, "Well, nervous, scared, and a little weird from the pill I think."

"That's all pretty normal. You'll like the pill though, I promise, it'll make tonight easier. I'm happy you picked me for your first, it's an honor ma'am." He said, giving me a small bow and I couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the sight of this big man bowing.

"Do you have anything you'd like to start with? We don't have a whole lot of time before things begin." Adam said, setting his towel and bottle down and sitting on the bed next to me. He placed his large hand on my bare back and I felt the pleasurable shiver course through my body again.

My chest heaved, as the arousal began to build rapidly. Mom said to lean in. James won't know anything. I'm doing this for him. I leaned in.

"What's that?" I asked, gesturing to the bottle he brought.

"Lube. It's your first time, right? It will make things easier at first. Let's start with the basics." Adam said, staring right into my soul.

He stood, and dropped his pants to the ground, his massive penis hung beneath him. It wasn't standing directly out but it was clearly engorged. I second guessed myself again looking at the size of it, and he must have noticed.

"Don't worry, Jess, I'll work you up to it as best as I can given our time constraint." He said, sitting back down on the bed next to me, "You remember how I started the other day?"

"Spit." I said, my body beginning to buzz with anticipation.

"That's right, Darling. Spit on your hand and start stroking it. Remember what I said about the head." He said, trailing a finger across my shoulder and beneath the bra strap. He maintained tension on the strap as his finger followed it down to the cup, and then back up to my shoulder. He was so close to my nipple for a moment, and I felt a sort of twisted frustration that he didn't touch it.

I leaned over and let some spit trail from my mouth and onto my hand. I moved my hand between his legs and quickly flipped it over and touched his penis. I'd never felt anything like it, it was long and weighty. Both soft in a fleshy way, but clearly there was a rigid strength to it as well. I began moving my hand up and down the length. Pretty quickly I realized if I wanted to follow his instructions and focus on the head, while still touching all of it, I would need another hand. The position we were in made using two hands difficult though.

I took the initiative and fell to my knees by the side of the bed, I spat on my other hand and placed it on his tip, swirling it around in the way he showed me the other day.

"Holy shit Jess you're a quick learner. That feels amazing." He moaned, throwing his head back and I took a great deal of pleasure in knowing I made him moan like that. Just like the other day when I made James cum in his pants, it felt good to make men feel good. And god, his penis was so much FUN. It's like all men had this secret toy that was the MOST enjoyable to play with, that they kept hidden most of the time. I could feel his pleasure through my hands, and pulsing through my body. I stood up higher on my knees in front of him and looked at his tip.

It was wet, and red, and looked like it was made for me. The pills effects kept getting stronger and stronger and I had this powerful urge to have something in my mouth. I leaned down to take his head into my mouth, but stopped myself. I looked up to Adam to see if it was okay.

"Do it." He said, looking down at me.

I stuck my tongue out, maintaining eye contact, and gave it a little lick. It didn't taste bad at all, it was actually kind of nice, in a meaty way.

"God, put it in your fucking mouth Jess." Adam said, one hand stroking my hair from my face.

I obeyed. It wasn't particularly easy getting it's girth into my mouth at first, but as more spit coated the head it got easier and easier. I couldn't get much of it in, but he said the head was the most important anyway right? The smooth, hard, flesh of the tip felt like a meaty fruit in my mouth. I licked it with my tongue and tried to remember to keep stroking him while I had the head in my mouth, but it was a lot to remember. I slowly, carefully, pulled my head off of him.

"Is that good?" I asked, looking up at his face while I stroked him.

Adam laughed, a deep and hearty laugh.

"Oh yeah, it's good. Try moving your head up and down on it while you wrap your lips around it. And do it a little faster." Adam instructed and I immediately tried to perform for him.

I took him back into my mouth, and while I couldn't take it very deep inside of me, I bounced my head up and down like he said. My lips passed his tip and onto his shaft and I tried to remember to lick it as I moved my head.

"OH fuck goddamn yes, like that Jess. Fuck." Adam moaned and I felt as his body shook.

God yes, moan for me Adam. Every shake of his body and moan from his lips was like nectar from God. Finally I began to understand Kappa Phi. Making men feel like this felt amazing. My purpose as a woman fulfilled. Maybe it was just the pill, but the incredible lust and pleasure that filled me simply from making Adam feel good was overwhelmingly beautiful. The lie I must tell James would be a small price to pay in order to make him feel like this. I needed more training, more practice, I wanted to be perfect for him.

As if reading my mind, my desire for MORE, Adam pushed lightly on my shoulders. I popped his tip from my mouth and he stood above me, before crouching down and looping his strong arms underneath me. In a fluid motion, he stood, taking me with him and dropped me not-so-gently on the bed.

"I need to fuck you Jessica." He said, leaning over me and placing one hand on my sternum and another gripped the front of my bra. He pulled, hard, and in a flash the bra tore apart and he threw it against the wall. My breasts spilled free and the feeling of being exposed paired with the cool air sent a shiver of pleasure through me. On instinct, wanting to appear modest, I crossed my arms to cover my bare tits.

"No. Those are mine right now. Good girls obey." Adam said, his whole demeanor suddenly changing. Gone was the gentle, guiding, respectful man. Replaced by this aggressive, dominant, animal. I felt the flooding slickness between my legs as he gripped each of my arms and tore them free from my body before pinning them to my sides.

His head fell to my chest and his mouth found my nipple. No one had ever touched my breasts before. Not even James had touched them over my clothes, let alone suck them. The feeling was indescribable. I had touched them myself before, but never with my mouth. My body began shuddering with pleasure as he roughly grabbed them, pinching one nipple while he sucked the other and then alternating.

"OH MY GOSH ADAM. Oh my gosh oh my gosh that's so...!" I squealed as he played with me.

"Goddamn Jess I love these big fucking tits. Does it feel good?" He asked, knowing the answer.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm! Yes!" I yelled. I'm sure it would have felt great even without the pill. But WITH it? Cool stings of sensations struck through my body like the taut strings of a harp. My body sung in pleasure as he touched me in the right ways. I was so lost in the moment, I didn't even notice one of his hands slip down between my legs. But as soon as he put a finger inside of me I did.

It was THICK. His one finger was at least the size of two of mine. That thick finger entered me while his thumb rolled against my clitoris as he continued sucking my nipple. An orgasm slammed into me, I didn't even see it building inside of me. A surprise flash of pure bliss blotted out my vision and I let a loud, squealing, cry escape my lips. My body convulsed as he relentlessly explored my previously untouched areas.

"thank you Adam thank you oh my god Adam." I was saying, automatically, as I regained my composure. I still felt the reverberating waves of pleasure pulsing through me as Adam continued playing my body like a maestro.

I noticed that he had slipped a second finger inside of me, there was a stinging, painful, sensation associated with it, but the other sensations more than made up for it.

"I'm going to fuck you now." Adam said, letting my breast fall from his mouth and removing his fingers from me. I shivered as I felt them slip out.

My heart was slamming in my chest. This was it, this was the moment. He was going to fuck me. I wouldn't be a virgin after this. And it was so big. But God, he had made everything else feel so good so far. I needed to have faith in Adam.

He snatched the bottle off of the table where he had placed it earlier and lay me on my back by the edge of the bed. I felt his enormous head resting on the entrance to my vagina and I tried to calm myself down.

You can do this Jess. Just imagine how happy James will be with me. Imagine how proud my mom will be.

He squeezed the bottle and a copious amount of fluid fell from the bottle onto his hard penis. Some of the fluid coated the outside of my vagina.

"You ready?" He asked, tossing the bottle to the side.

I nodded, sheepishly.

Adam pushed forward, gently as he could, and I felt his hard tip splitting me apart. The stinging pain was enormous at first when he made entry. I immediately regretted not taking whatever smaller person Kim had suggested. Right when I felt like I couldn't take any more pain, his head entered me.

"Fuck!" I yelled, squirming in pain. Normally, I don't curse, but when facing that kind of pain I don't know what else you're supposed to say. Once he had the head in, it felt slightly better. Like a sharp pinching feeling coupled by a dull ache. He thrust lightly forward, before pulling back, and pushing forward again - deeper.

He repeated this motion for quite awhile. Inching deeper and deeper inside of me, bit by bit. The first bit was tortuously painful. But as he got deeper inside of me, my vagina grew more and more accustomed to his size. I swear it might have taken 45 minutes and multiple squirts of lube, but eventually he was all the way inside of me. Once he was fully buried in me, he allowed me a moment to catch my breath.

"How's it feeling? Better?" He asked, seeming impatient, but considerate.

Through a deep shuddering breath I nodded, "Yeah I think I-"

"Good" He cut me off, leaning forward and placing both of his hands of my tits as he started thrusting in and out of me. There was no more bit-by-bit movement. He was taking himself halfway out of me, and slamming it back in.

It felt like my vagina tried to tighten back up the moment he pulled out of me, and then he forced me back apart as he slammed back into me.

"oh my god oh my god OH MY GOD!!!!!" I screamed bloody murder as he aggressively thrust in and out of me.

"Gotta get used to it Jess. Not everyone's as gentle as me" He said, squeezing my tits hard as he started thrusting even faster.

It took everything I had to keep myself together. His sheer girth felt like it was tearing me in half, and the aggressive way he was thrusting into me felt like I was going to explode. I couldn't imagine how this would feel without the pill earlier. He pounded me over and over and over and over.

Mercifully, there came a knock at the door and Adam paused inside of me.

"What!?" He yelled.

"I'm sorry Sir, the party is about to start, will you be done soon, Sir?" Came a soft woman's voice from the other side of the door. Adam pulled himself from me entirely, and I felt like my insides were going to fall out.

I watched him as he walked, his penis glistening with fluids as he approached his shorts, grabbed a strip of star-shaped stickers, and opened the door.

"Here." He said, thrusting the entire strip forwards, "Don't bother me until I finish."

"Yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir." She said as he slammed the door and made his way back to me, laying helpless on the bed.

"There you go. Your first 5 stars." He said as he wrapped one arm beneath me and flipped me over onto my stomach. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me into a doggy position.

I felt him quickly line himself back up with me and braced myself for what was coming. He found my entrance and thrust back into me, hard, all the way down.

"Awwww fuck yeah bitch you like my fucking dick?" He said, as he gripped my hips and started relentlessly slamming into me.

Something about this position was different. I felt more pressure on the walls of my vagina, but in a good way. My body was absolutely BUZZING with bliss as he thrust deeply into me over and over. I couldn't make any words form on my tongue, just a deep guttural groan escaped me.

My mind could barely handle the overwhelming pain and pleasure he was inflicting on me. Suddenly, a new pain, a sharp slap echoed in the room and I realized my butt stung.

"Fuck you've got a fat ass too. Goddamn Jess I'm going to fucking ruin you." He groaned, as he started pounding harder and harder.

If this is what 'ruining' felt like, I wanted to be fucking ruined. Destroy me, break me down and build me back up as the perfect fuck machine. James didn't even cross my mind. My initial purpose here, was completely lost in the haze of lust that Adam had placed me in.

Another sharp sting on my ass.

"Speak up bitch! You like this dick?" He said, slapping my ass again.

"Yes yes yes yes yes!" I yelled, over and over. It was true. It took awhile, but yes, I fucking loved what was happening to me.

"Yes WHAT? Remember what you are!" He yelled, as his hand moved up my body and grabbed a handful of my hair, lifting me up off my elbows and on to my arms. His other hand looped around and rubbed my swinging breasts.

"Yes SIR THANK YOU SIR" I screamed as my body began to shudder and quake, another orgasm was right around the corner.

Painfully, frustratingly, he pulled himself from me and I collapsed on the bed.

Adam flipped me back onto my back and mounted me, placing his legs on either side of my shoulders while his cock pointed directly at my face. He was stroking himself. Fast.

Adam groaned, took a deep breath, groaned again, then squeezed his eyes closed as his body shook on top of me.

His penis twitched and pumped as cum shot out of him. Rope after rope after rope covered my face. Some landed in my mouth and I absentmindedly swallowed it down.

"Good girl. You learned fast, Jess." Adam said, stepping off of the bed. He grabbed the towel and cleaned his cock off before throwing it at me. I buried my face in it and cleaned his cum from me.

That was insane. It was a lengthy blur of pleasure, pain, nervousness, fulfillment, and more. Never had I felt so many different emotions back to back. The one that remained, was frustration. I was so close to another orgasm.

"Well, you have 5 stars now. You can tap out at any time." Adam said, putting his pants back on and gathering up his things.

"What do you want to do?" He asked.

I didn't even have to think about it.

"Send the next one in."

------JAMES------

I opened the door knowing full well what I would see. It didn't take a genius to put together that if 1 star = entry, what do countless stars mean? I had been fighting against the dark thoughts and suspicions, the worry, the panic. The picture of Jessica I had in my head was so vivid and clear, and so opposite to what I saw when I opened the door.

Her hair was a mess. Dried cum clumped together strands of her hair, and sparkled on her back. Her entire body jumped and jolted with rippling waves up her ass as the massive black man standing behind her slammed against her over and over.

"FUCK YES oh my god FUCK ME SIR" She screamed, on her hands and knees, her head drooped towards the bed. Mercifully obfuscating her face.

I was frozen in place. The sight of her naked would have been overwhelming for me. The sight of her naked, covered in cum, as a large stranger fucked her from behind was too much. My brain had fully short-circuited.

"Bro get in or get out, she got a fuckin' mouth you know?" The man behind her said, looking at me as he delivered a slap to her ass.

"OW! THANK YOU SIR, PLEASE USE MY MOUTH SIR." Jessica squealed.

I felt a shove from behind, as someone outside had pushed me into the room. I barely kept myself from falling over onto the ground by the bed, and when I turned to see what pushed me I saw the door slam closed.

Slowly I turned back to Jessica. Head still hanging as this man relentlessly fucked the girl I loved. My precious, innocent, future wife. Reduced to a cum-soaked whore for anyone with a sticker to use.

"Come...Here Sir" Jess said as she continued to moan and whine from the man behind her. Automatically, my feet moved forward, as if pulled by some unknown force until I was standing in front of her.

Jess straightened herself up and flipped her hair from her face. She balanced herself on one arm as her other hand ran up to my pants and unbuttoned them, in a maneuver that seemed practiced and efficient. How many times had she done this?She looped her hand over the zipper area and pulled down.

My cock was pounding in my pants. The sheer shock of the situation sent me into a state of depersonalization. This felt like a dream. I had imagined Jessica naked so many times. I had imagined myself standing in front of her as she took my cock out of my pants. I had never imagined she would be doing it in the bedroom at a frat house while a big black man fucked her from behind. I hadn't imagined the sounds she was making, the red marks on her ass, or the cum in her hair.

She looped her hand over my underwear and pulled them down in one swift motion as well, my hard penis bounced free.

"Do you want to touch my tits while I suck your cock, Sir?" Jess asked, looking up at me with an expression I had never seen. This hazey, brainless, animalistic, submission. She reached for my cock, but it was too late.

My penis twitched and cum shot out of it, falling on the bed next to her. My legs almost gave out as I shot again and again, her hand just inches from me.

"HAHAHA! Holy shit bro! I know she hot but damn!" The man fucking my girlfriend laughed

"Oh my gooooooodddd" Jessica giggled, a large smile plastered on her face.

"That's pathetic bro. Leave bitches like this to real men, ain't that right girl?" He said, gripping her hips and slamming her ass back on him.

"Yes Sir, thank you for fucking me Sir." Jess said, letting her head droop again, leaving me all but forgotten in front of her.

I felt the panic rush back into me. The embarrassment, the betrayal, the absolute insanity of the situation. I needed to get the fuck out of here.

I bent down, grabbing my boxers and pants and pulling them back up. I ran to the door, throwing it open and quickly leaving the room.

"Damn that was quick!" Someone in line said as I left.

I felt like I was losing my mind. I was going fucking crazy, I knew it. Was I hallucinating? This couldn't be real.

I pushed through the crowds, scrambling for the exit. As I approached, someone got in my way.

"Woah! Hey! You leaving man?" They said, my eyes were glazed over, I couldn't focus.

"yeah" I muttered

"Gimme your stars bro you're not gonna use em right?" He said and I looked up, focusing my eyes through my mask. It was Phil. I couldn't let him recognize me. I shoved my hand into my pocket and found the stickers, I grabbed the whole strip and held them out to him. He excitedly took them and moved out of the way. I took my chance to escape.

"Bro! Billy! Wanna have a go with Jess again?" Phil yelled behind me as I made my way down the stairs. Fresh air felt good, I didn't realize how long I had been holding my breath for. I bent over to take a couple deep breaths.

"Oh my gosh, Sir are you okay? Is there anything I can do for you?" A woman asked, sounding miles away. I stood back up and tried to focus my eyes. It was the woman from before. Kim.

"No. I mean yes. I gotta go." I sputtered, and started to move away from her.

"If you ever need service please stop by, Sir! We'll do house calls soon as well!" She yelled from behind me as I stumbled my way onto the sidewalk and back to my dorm.

I got home, stumbled back into my room, and collapsed on the bed. It was simply too much. Too much information, too many emotions, too much hurt. I laid down in my bed, still in my costume, and passed out immediately.