The Public Sex Dare (College Hazing Public Exhibition Bimbo MMF Menage)

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, multiple partners and group sex, public sex and humiliation, hazing, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Emily Marion has had a tough week rushing Kappa Kappa Delta: following instructions that range from unpleasant to outright humiliating, but she's made it this far and wouldn't dream of giving up now. That is, until she hears what her final assignment is going to be. Apparently she's managed to piss off the chapter president, and in return her final afternoon of rush week is going to be an intense one. But does it have to be with two fraternity brothers she's never met, and in public? And do the sisters have to give her a pharmaceutical-grade aphrodisiac to be sure she'll go through with it? It all sounds a bit excessive, but deep down she probably can't deny she finds the prospect a little thrilling, too.

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"This doesn't sound like something I should be doing," I went on when she was slow to answer. I tried to come up with a more specific objection, but I was having a lot of trouble thinking of one. This was actually all starting to sound like a pretty good idea.

"Kelly, I don't think we gave her enough," Sarah said dubiously.

"We gave her more than enough. Just give her another minute."

They fell silent, watching me. The dizziness and lightheadedness started to go away, but the warmth and hyper-sensitivity continued to increase. With each passing moment my weak objections seemed to fall further into the past. Men were coming. That's what seemed important now. They were bringing men here and I was going to do something.

I looked down and saw my hand rubbing compulsively over the front of my skirt, trying to inch between my legs. I pulled it away and straightened my clothes.

"When is all this happening?" I asked in as neutral a tone as I could manage.

"They should be getting here soon. How are you feeling?"

I ran a hand through my hair and squeezed my thighs together in passive yearning. "Sort of the way you wanted me to be feeling, I think." Certain parts of me felt so good that it was becoming just about impossible to keep my hands off myself. "Tell me about the guys coming over."

I saw Sarah exchange a smug look with the girl in the back. "They pick out the two hottest guys in their rush class. I haven't met them."

"Two of them?" I asked.

"When you see them you'll be sorry there aren't three."

The wicked thought sent a sort of physical giggle all the way through my thrumming, needy body. "That sounds really good," I agreed. "I don't even know what three would be like."

I looked around and saw a glass bookshelf against the wall behind me. I approached it curiously and checked my reflection in the glass. My cheeks were flushed and my pupils seemed a bit larger than usual. Otherwise I looked my normal self. I tugged a few unruly strands of hair into place and turned to look at myself in profile. This was a good outfit. They'd like me, or at least I hoped they would. I ran a hand down my ass and then more enthusiastically down my front.

"Soon, you said?" I asked Sarah.

"Yeah, soon."

I turned back to the room. They were all still watching me. As if I didn't have enough to think about already, it was as though I could actually feel their eyes on me. It was kind of a hot sensation in its own right. They were all looking at me as my every little sexual sensation bubbled to the surface quite plainly and openly.

Oops, my hand was down my skirt.