My First Time Was A Fivesome

I moved into my new dorm, hoping for calm roommates and quiet study sessions. But my new roomies had a very different curriculum in mind. When they heard that I’d never done it before, they couldn’t wait to set me up with a couple of their male hockey friends.

Before I knew it, they were helping me trade my high-waisted cotton briefs for emerald lace and telling me there was no need for a bra. They didn't just prepare me; they broke me in before the men arrived, two massive, muscled hockey players ready to claim what was left.

This is the story of how I gave up my V-card in the filthiest, most unforgettable way possible.