Mu Zeta Omicron II

I remember how ecstatic it felt when this started and now I'm feeling how it's going to end; it feels even more ecstatic and I'm lost in that ecstasy.

So lost.

I didn't even know what a g-spot was when I went to my first sorority party at Mu Zeta Omicron a year ago. I'd been with boys before and they'd never done it for me, so partying with girls was exotic, especially when I saw some kissing and fondling each other. From upstairs bedrooms I could hear girls cumming, but no male voices.

Leslie started talking to me as the stereo throbbed through the house, playing old rock that the housemother Kate liked. Leslie brought her lips to my ear to tell me how beautiful she thought I was, how sexy I was. Feeling her warm breath steamy against my ear was arousing and realizing she wanted me sexually made my thighs weak.

"Let's go upstairs." she suggested.

"To your bedroom?" I asked hopefully.

"No, the bathroom." she smiled, "I plan to make a mess."

She did make a mess. When we were done the floor was slick with my girl cum, pee, sweat, and her own drippings.

Leslie started by sitting me up on the sink and kissing me all over as she stripped me down. I thought I'd had my tits sucked nicely before, but she wrapped her lips around half a tit and sucked hard while grinding my nipple with her rough tongue. Oh god, she was amazing. Her fingers slid inside me effortlessly because I was so aroused when I spread my thighs for her.

"You're gonna start really wet." she said as she curled her long fingers inside me and I felt a delicious pressure in my lower belly, like nothing I'd ever felt before. She was grinding against the roof of my vag and I knew I was going to cum within seconds.

Like I said, I didn't even know what a g-spot was but she'd found mine and was massaging it hard against my pubic bone, making it swell and pulse with pleasure. I was cumming and calling her 'baby' within seconds.

Just outside the door I could hear a girl laughing, her voice almost drowned by Blue Oyster Cult throbbing from downstairs. I knew she was listening and didn't care as I surrendered myself to Leslie and let her fuck me senseless with her clever fingers.

We ended up on the floor, me naked and spread and Leslie working my vag like it was her job. I couldn't stop cumming as she pumped my g-spot and then she did something that made me lose my mind; she pressed her free hand down firm on my lower belly and pushed deep turning my g-spot orgasms into pure sexual insanity and making me piss.

As Don't Fear the Reaper throbbed from downstairs I was suddenly awash in the fantasy of being fucked to death by this girl, crying out "yeah ... yeah ... oh baby ... oh baby ...", begging for it deeper, wanting to feel her fingers finding their way up through my core until it killed me.

I gasped; "I'm going to die." and as a wave of orgasms rippled through my belly and up my gullet. I wanted to; I wanted to die in that moment having my g-spot squeezed and massaged hard by this girl and cumming like it was my final rapture.

For those few moments I didn't fear death at all. I was lost in a wild and hypnotic fugue, surrendering my body and soul to this girl; she could have killed me on that bathroom floor so long as she kept me cumming over and over as she did it.

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Little did I know that orgasmic death was a thing at Mu Zeta Omicron.

Leslie and I hooked up a few times in my dorm room and at Mu Zeta Omicron and it was like she was training my body to accept more and more. By our third hookup she had gotten all four of her fingers inside my loosening vag. I'd watched vids of girls being fisted and wanted that so bad and Leslie gave it to me. I was her slut and I loved that I felt owned by her. She could use my body any way she wanted.

One night in her room at the sorority, Leslie asked me if I wanted to see something wild. I said I did.

"You have to keep it secret though." Leslie warned, "Very secret."

"Is it sexy?"

"Very sexy." Leslie smiled as she played with me, "It's the ultimate and it only happens here."

"At the uni?"

"No, our sorority. It's an annual thing."

"Let me see it."

"Promise it stays here?"

"Of course."

What she showed me was wildly shocking and arousing at the same time;

It was a video of housemother Kate with a pretty girl face down across her lap. Kate was fucking her with something long and hard. It took me a minute to realize it was a straight metal fire poker with a coiled metal handle. It had to be over two and a half feet long.

"That's Kelly, she was the special girl two years ago."

"Special?"

"Just watch."

Kate fucked the girl deeper and deeper, Kelly at first grunting that it hurt and was too deep. Then after she burped something changed and Kelly cried out; "I can take it. I can take it all now!" and Kate gave her all of it.

I felt a cold wash of shiver-bumps travel up my thighs, bum, and back; across my belly and up to my tits and nipples. Kate was impaling Kelly and Kelly was cumming hard as it happened. When Kelly started throwing up I realized the poker had punctured her stomach but she kept cumming; her body trying to curl around the rigid steel in her belly. At no point did Kelly try to stop what Kate was doing to her.

She wanted it. God help her, she wanted it.

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Off camera we heard a door open and the rough sounds of an orgy flooded the room. The girl who opened the door said she felt sick.

"That's Sally." Leslie told me, "She was this year's special girl."

"Was?"

"Yeah." Leslie giggled, "While we were fucking in the bathroom that first time, Kate did her in the sunroom."

"God." I whispered, remembering my fantasy about Leslie fucking me to death while a real girl was having it done to her down the hallway.

"Turned out Sally didn't mind feeling sick with the poker all the way up inside her." Leslie said, then; "So; hot or not?"

"Very hot." I admitted and realized I was being groomed, "You want to do that to me?"

"The real question is; do you want us to do it to you?"

"Do they all cum?" I asked, feeling like my belly was filling with ice water.

"From start to finish." Leslie said, "It's the most invasive and immersive experience you'll ever feel. You'll be cumming so hard you won't care. I promise, none of us girls care."

"Will Kate let you?"

"Of course." Leslie said, "I'm next year's girl, Kate gives us anything we want during our final year and I want you."

Turns out Kate doesn't just allow it, she helps ...

I don't know how long it's been since this started.

It's hard to think, hard to remember, but I do remember the fear that churned my stomach when I got here tonight and how lost I felt knowing I would never leave.

"Let it melt under your tongue" I was told as Kate pushed something in my mouth and as it dissolved that all fear went away, leaving only the gas in my belly from my upset stomach. Whatever had melted under my tongue, made me feel dreamy as I was surrounded, stripped and had girls sucking my nipples and fingering me loose to get me ready.

My body is overheated now, my vision blurred, I'm wet ... very wet and horny. I love the girls touching me, massaging my belly, fucking me in ways I've never been fucked before. And I love Kate's voice telling me to cum.

I have vague memories of my bumhole lubricated, a slurry of thick oily lube plunged into my bowels that gurgle and roll as the air in my growling stomach bubbles on its journey through my belly.

I'm being fucked deep, a sharpness that scratched its way through every twist of my bowels, moving them like lazy snakes in my belly. The scratching didn't hurt bad, invasive yes, touching things that have never been touched yes, but so very sexual.

I know the fire poker that Kate uses on a girl each year is deep inside me now and I don't care.

My body is open to them; hungry for what they are giving me; hungry for the orgasms they are giving me; the orgasms I watched Kelly experience as her body tried to curl around the long metal poker Kate fucked her with on her special night.

There's a clenched fist buried inside my vag; a small fist with the wrist curling in circles to give me sensations so sweet and guttural. Giving me deep waves of orgasms that the strong hands massaging my lower belly deep amplifies. I can feel my swollen spongy g-spot being ground against the fist, my bladder squeezed empty and the thing Leslie is fucking me with vibrating as the knuckles of the fist rattle against it.

I love that it's Leslie who is fucking me with the steel that she will soon welcome inside her own body. I love that she is fucking my belly the way she wants her belly fucked by Kate when her time comes.

My nipples are puckered and tight and my bumhole is loose around the steel plunging inside me, sloppy farts slipping around the slick shaft that is gliding deeper and deeper as my nipples tingle and my tits throb.

I remember Kelly's desperate excited declaration; I can take it. I can take it all now! because I can take it all now too. I want it all. I want these horny girls to fuck me to the convulsive final orgasm that was the last thing Kelly felt as she emptied her stomach face down on Kate's lap.

I squirm and push my belly outward as the steel slides deep and shallow in my belly. Grunting and gasping from this overwhelming invasive fuck.

"It's what we want, baby." Kate says, urging me on, then urging Leslie on; "Harder! Harder!" and I feel it deeper and burp wetly.

It's close to my stomach now, that last virgin part of me that steel will puncture, penetrate and fuck. The anticipation is driving me wild.

"I want you to cum." Kate says as I look up into her eyes; eyes locked on mine with a hunger all her own, "I want you to cum harder than you've ever cum before."

"... yeah ..." I gasp, "... yeah ..."

Leslie is making longer strokes now, my sigmoid straightened, my descending colon torn from the left side of my belly to align up my core, nudging my stomach with each deep thrust. I feel my stomach begin to quiver as my mouth runs with saliva and I'm desperate for that final explosive orgasm. I feel it building in my belly, like a gathering volcanic eruption swells a mountain, Leslie working the steel inside me like she's pumping up a balloon.

I crave that final thrust into my virgin stomach, to be skewered and fucked from bumhole to gullet. To feel that peak and release of pressure inside me. Half the sorority is gathered around watching this desperate perversity I have surrendered to and love them for watching.

It's coming. Oh god it's coming.

I feel the sharp tip rip through the tender flesh of my colon and the sudden sharp pressure on my bloated stomach. Leslie is pushing the coiled metal handle inside my bumhole now, the tip dimpling my stomach, pushing foamy saliva, bile, and juice up my gullet. I feel the sudden puncture as it slides inside and try to scream out my pleasure, but instead I gag and heave, my final orgasm rocking my body as I regurgitate, ejaculating pure ecstasy up my throat.

Leslie's fingers are inside my bumhole pushing the handle, fucking me once more and I squirm like a wild thing as she plunges the steel shaft from bumhole to gullet. The fist in my vag is mashing my g-spot upward against the hands pressing down on my lower belly, trapping my sex organs tight in my pelvic cradle.

As my body tries to curl with every explosive heave, I feel my stomach clinging to the steel that has punctured it, compressing and stretching with each sweet stroke.

Oh god, I'm in heaven. Pure bliss bloating my belly, an ecstasy so bright and pure throbbing in my core, my skin awash in orgasmic tingles, my nipples electric, tits pulsing, and my stomach convulsing and rolling through an endless orgasm all on its own.

Oh girls, keep fucking me. Please keep fucking me ...

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