The university sex party was legendary.

But none of the newcomers to campus knew if there was any truth to the legend. I wanted it to be real so bad my cock throbbed at the possibility.

I wasn’t exactly sex-starved, mind you. I was a fit, athletic guy. There were a lot of women around, and some were interested in exploring their desires as much as I was.

One particular girl, Hallie, was loads of fun. I knew she was seeing other guys, but that didn’t make our fuck sessions any less intense and wild. She especially liked me, she said, because I came like a gusher. She loved it when I pulled out of her right at the end and hosed down her belly and tits with my jizz. It was like an orgasmic bonus for her, sending her over the edge into a final fit of come-fever.

I got it into my head that if anybody knew about the infamous campus sex party, it was her. The legend went like this: It was an invitation-only orgy, held once a month at a secret location. I’d experienced a couple of threeways since coming to college. But I wanted to push things to the limit — actually, past the limit, to be honest.

What can I say? I was a curious, fuck-hungry dude, eager to stick my cock into as many willing holes as possible.

One night, Hallie and I were screwing like beasts. She’d already shuddered through a couple of climaxes, and I knew she was aching for my final spunk-blast. Near the brink, I pulled out of her pussy and rose up on my knees, my slick, hard cock poised above her. She lay spread out before me, writhing on the bed, with her face alight with joy as she fingered herself.

I said, “Take me with you to the party, Hallie.”

She moaned, rubbing her clit as she uttered, “What? Just come on me, Evan. Please!”

It was an incredible effort of self-restraint, kneeling over her with my meat in hand and keeping myself right on the edge of blasting off.

“I want to go to the sex party. Take me.”

With her eyes riveted on my glistening cock, she announced, “Yes! I’ll take you! Now fucking shoot!”

Two pumps of my fist, and I was laying thick gooey ropes of come all over her heaving body. She convulsed through a mad climax, then smeared my pearly spunk on her skin, kneading it into her nice tits.

What I’d done was a damn dirty trick, I admit. But my instinct had been right. Hallie was in on the conspiracy. Laughing, she told me to be ready for the party the following night.

Of course, I could barely sleep. The next night I met up with Hallie. She led me on a circuitous route around campus to make sure nobody was following us. It was like a spy movie. Finally, we slipped into the dark gym building through a utility door. We went down into the basement. At another door, Hallie gave a coded knock.

For a few seconds, I thought it all might be a joke — that she was getting revenge on me for the previous night. I wouldn’t have blamed her. But I wanted this so bad I was trembling with pent-up horniness.

When the door was opened, I was relieved. We were in an old storeroom, with no one there but the person who’d unlocked the door. That person was buck-ass naked, though, and the room was spread with discarded clothing. Hallie started to strip. Eagerly, I did the same.

The small room led into a much bigger one. As I stood at the threshold, a sense of wonder filled me. I felt like an explorer discovering a lost treasure. My cock twitched erect, and anticipation prickled my skin. I beheld the legendary orgy.

About two dozen bodies were arrayed before me. Old wrestling mats covered the floor wall to wall, and across them people were squirming and wriggling, sucking and licking, fucking and moaning. For a moment I froze, my brain overloading. It was like erotic overkill — so much flesh. So many sexual acts, all being performed at once. I couldn’t take it all in.

But I hadn’t gone there to gawk. Hallie took my hand and led me in. My mind kicked back into gear, and the sights and scents and sounds all washed over me.

I saw a woman getting her pussy eaten by another girl, while a guy knelt beside her head and slid his cock in and out of her mouth. Then I realized that behind the pussy-licking woman was another man who was fucking her from behind with slow strokes. Meanwhile, the man with his cock in the woman’s mouth was himself fingering another woman who lay nearby. And she, in turn, was jerking yet another man’s hard shaft while she sucked on his balls.

The interconnectivity was stunning. The room was sweet with the aromas of sweat and come and pussy juices. The voices groaned with pleasure, sliding up and down the musical scale. Here and there a high octave was hit as someone reached climax.

Hallie drew me down onto the big mat. She grinned at me, then kissed me, taking my cock in her hand and pumping me. In a daze, I touched her tits and fingered her pussy, finding her wet and ready.

I was keenly aware of all the bodies around us. Once again, I froze but this time just for a few self-conscious seconds. A guy was already moving in behind Hallie, nuzzling the nape of her neck. She reached back and cupped his balls.

A woman’s hand reached out of the mass and took hold of my cock. I saw it was connected to a pretty face I recognized. In fact, I personally knew maybe a third of the people there. A few of the women I’d already fucked. But it was the general sense of welcome that struck me in that moment. Hallie had vouched for me by bringing me there. That meant I belonged; she had done me a great favor.

“The room was sweet with the aromas of sweat, come and pussy juices.”

I didn’t need to immediately repay it, however. The guy who’d slipped in behind Hallie had now slotted his cock into her, having pulled her up on top of him. Her gorgeous body writhed with pleasure as he thrust up into her.

Meanwhile, the woman with my hard shaft in her fist had squirmed closer and put her mouth on me. I felt her tongue wriggling around my sensitive cockhead, then her encircling lips descended my staff. She sucked me down to my balls. I moaned out loud, adding to the continual chorus of pleasurable noises.

Emboldened, I put out my hand and caressed a woman’s rump, simply because it was within reach. I squeezed the firm cheek, then slipped my fingers into her crack, first grazing the pucker of her asshole before trailing my fingertips along the wet seam of her pussy. She shivered with delight as she busily lapped at another girl’s gleaming slit.

At that moment, another woman fairly threw herself on me. Somehow, she hooked a leg over my shoulder and I found myself on my back, as the previous woman continued to suck my cock.

The limber newcomer was now straddling my face, her dripping pussy hovering just over my mouth. I inhaled the enticing fragrance of her, put my hands on her hips and pulled her down onto my tongue.

The taste of her filled my mouth instantly. She ground herself against my face, her wet pussy lips smearing over my chin. I stabbed my tongue upward, seeking her pulsing clit. All the while I was still getting blown, the other woman’s talented mouth rising and dropping on my staff.

The woman riding my face let out a sharp squeal. I held her on my mouth as she bucked, her climax undulating through her as her warm juices coated my lips. Afterward, she slid limply and happily to one side. The cocksucker, meantime, had climbed up and was now fitting my spit-shiny cockhead into her pussy. She dropped down onto me, her cunt hot and tight, delivering an intense jolt of bliss.

As she bounced on my cock, I thrust up into her. Her tits bounced above me as hands — one belonging to a man, the other to a woman — reached up on either side and groped her, tweaking her stiff nipples.

If I’d had any misgivings about my situation, it was that I might blow my load right away, overwhelmed by the panoply of sex. But I found myself in a state of almost supercharged arousal, yet able to hold back my final explosion. It was like being on the constant brink of ultimate rapture, enjoying every second of it but maintaining control.

The girl rode my rod to a shuddering climax, then climbed off. Before anyone else could hop on, I sat up. My head spun delightfully as all around me bodies continued to churn and writhe. I crawled across the crowded mats until a woman’s finely molded backside presented itself to me. On her hands and knees, she was sucking off a guy I knew from my chem class. It was crazy.

I caressed her hip to let her know I was there, and she looked back and smiled. She tossed her head, silently inviting me to join them, so I slid my cock into her cunt.

I moved in tighter behind her, gripping her waist and starting to seriously thrust into her. The spectacle of sexual excess didn’t stop. Everywhere my gaze strayed I saw commingling bodies, every act adding to the force of the next, making the whole room appear to buzz with energy.

I fucked the woman harder as the guy from chem class jizzed all over her face. I waited until the woman had spasmed through a climax, then moved on, wanting to sample more of the possibilities the evening offered.

I chose random partners and was welcomed by all. I jammed my cock into pussy after pussy, as juices spilled and cries of ecstasy rang out. It felt like hours had passed since our adventure began.

Finally, I needed to come. Somehow Hallie and I managed to reconnect. I fucked her with abandon, and her eyes blazed. I knew what she wanted. At the end I pulled out and rained my come all over her to show her my gratitude.