1. Sherrie


    Date: 10/22/2017, Categories: True Story, Author: tleibowitz1959, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com

    I met Mrs. Russell one Saturday afternoon while bowling and drinking at a charity bowling tournament. Her and her friends were on the adjacent lane to ours. I never called her Mrs. Russell, she had introduced herself as Sherrie. I guessed that her and her friends were all in their 30s while my fraternity brothers and I were all 21. We enjoyed their company and since none of us were good bowlers we enjoyed poking friendly fun at each others poor bowling games. We had fun bowling and drinking and our charity frames were soon over. We all thanked each other for a great time said we hoped we could do it again. As we were changing back to our street shoes I told the ladies that we were having a party at our fraternity house that night and that they were more than welcome to stop by. They seemed flattered at the idea and giggled about it but I didn't really think they would show up later that night. My fraternity's parties have always been notorious for being bashes. We would have them at least once a term. Picking a weekend when class work would be in a lull just as people were getting ready to go into finals. Free time and the need to blow off some steam made for fantastic parties. The doors would open at 7 PM and the party would be in full swing by 9 PM. The beer never stopped flowing at our parties (we had an in with a local distributor who we could count on to deliver more barrels even after 2 AM). We would go through somewhere between 20 and 30 barrels of beer in a party ...
    evening and were damn proud of it. Needless to say, drunken antics were commonplace at these parties. I was helping work the door; checking IDs, stamping hands, and collecting money; when I saw Sherrie standing in line to get in. Leaving the other guys to do door duty I approached her and said hi and asked if her friends were with her. She seemed relieved, I think she was having misgivings about coming to the party in the first place and told me it was just her and none of her friends even knew she was coming here. I pulled her out of line and asked what she was drinking; "Beer, beer, or beer?" She smiled, which really took me aback because she was very cute, "I'll have a beer then". "Good choice", I said as I handed her the mandatory Solo cup. "Let me give you the house tour." We pushed our way down into the basement where the main bar and the dance floor were located. The place was packed but we able to share a couple of dances. She had some really sexy moves. I enjoyed taking her all in as we danced. She was about 5'8" and slender with shoulder length blonde hair pulled into a pony tail. Wearing jeans that accentuated her round ass and a tight black concert t-shirt pulled taughtly over her 36C tits. She could pass for a grad student with no problem. After a few dances we refreshed our beers and I continued the house tour. Going back to the main floor it was now completely packed. Sherrie was pressed against me, I could feel her tits pressing against my back as we found our way ...
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