2015 Teaser 02 - Assumptions

While I'm using a random number generator to select what pages to post, I'm not simply taking that page and cutting and pasting it here.  I'm actually seeing what scene that page is involved with and trying to give you the complete scene...so I'm going back sometimes one or two pages, to make sure it is a full scene.  That's not to say in some cases you'll understand what is going on, LOL, but it hopefully gives you a feeling towards how the story is written.

This second teaser comes from my currently unreleased Assumptions story, where a woman and her husband go to her sorority and brother fraternities alumni party.  The title of Assumptions comes from vague descriptions of events happening where not only the husband, but also the reader, are left to make their own assumptions on what is happening.  There is obviously a known slut at the reunion party--but is it one of the wife's (Samantha) friends, is it one of the other sorority sisters the husband (Daniel) meets up with during the weekend-long party, or is it even his very own wife!  There are a lot of innuendo's and 'what just happened' types things in the story, and it is something that will leave everybody guessing.

I'm not even certain whether I will end the story with a revelation as to the slut's identity or simply leave it for everybody to make their own...you got it...Assumptions.

“LJ is pretty much our ‘leader,’” he laughed.  “He was our pledge president when we began, and was elected fraternity president after that for not only our sophomore, but also junior and senior years,” he explained to me.  “And now he is the Fraternity’s Alumni President.  He’s held that position almost since graduating,” Jason said.

“You may know him as John Palmer, a linebacker for the Houston Texans,” he told me, looking at me expectantly.

Having already recognized him, I still showed my surprise, nodding on knowing the name.

“I knew that, but where does his nickname ‘LJ’ come from?” I asked in sincerity, as Sam had not gone into any detail other than introducing us.  “He obviously doesn’t use that nickname when playing,” I said.

Both Jason and Lloyd laughed, Lloyd choking on his beer as I waited for them to continue.

“Well, ‘LJ’ was actually a term given to him in high school, but it was so appropriate, we used it in the fraternity” he laughed again.  “It stands for ‘Long John’ on account of his…well…his rather large endowment,” he grinned.

“You mean he has a big dick,” I said in understanding.

“Big is not the word,” Lloyd said with a smile.  “The goddamn thing is an anaconda hiding in his pants and waiting to strike.  As gay as it sounds we actually had him measure himself in the shower once, and he is ten and a half inches FLACCID, and about six inches in girth,” he said.

I looked at him in surprise as both he and Jason nodded.

“Yeah,” Jason continued.  “He says when he’s completely hard the damn monstrosity is about twelve inches long and about seven inches in girth,” he said.

“Holy shit,” I said to both them and myself.  “How can a woman take that?” I asked, almost rhetorically.

Jason and Lloyd both smiled. 

“And there you have the basis for the ‘LJ Challenge,’” he laughed.  “The challenge is to be able to take that ungodly fucker and have sex with LJ—and not just regular sex, either, but a full trifecta with anal and oral as well,” he said.

I looked at him in surprise as he again nodded.

“Bullshit,” I said as both men grinned at me.

“Yup,” Lloyd continued, saying, “And that’s not all,” he continued.  “Not only does the bitch have to fuck let him fuck her in every hole, but she has to do it in front of witnesses,” he grinned at me.

I looked at them both in shock as both he and Jason nodded.

“Yup,” Jason confirmed.  “Whenever a girl is doing the Challenge she has to do so in front of her own pledge class as well as LJ’s,” he said, smiling like somebody who got away with murder.

Once more I looked at him in surprise before saying, “Wait a minute.  Are you telling me Stephanie is going to fuck LJ in front of you all?” I said incredulously.

Lloyd and Jason smiled like giddy children as Jason said, “Yup, that’s exactly what the Challenge is,” he said with a huge grin.

I continued to look at them in surprise.

Finally I said, “So how many woman have successfully completed this so-called challenge?” I asked, still not believing the perversity of what they were talking about.

“Well, a lot of girls have tried,” Jason said still grinning.  “Although most girls can take him fucking them—it’s amazing how a girls snatch can stretch,” he laughed before continuing, “Fewer girls can actually  deep throat something that big—and then there’s the issue of that huge-assed cock getting inserted into their tight buttoned ass,” he laughed.  “Being able to do all three…” he shook his head as his voice trailed off while he thought about it.  “In the last ten years there’s only been one girl has been able to do all three,” he laughed with Lloyd.

I watched as they both toasted their glasses to each other again in their familiar gesture.

“Wait a minute,” I said, still not believing what they told me.  “You mean somebody has done this?” I asked as they laughed.

“Yup, in front of us and everybody,” Jason laughed.  “She’s had her name on the trophy and has defended her title for over ten years,” he said.

“Jesus,” I said, still surprised. 

Samantha had told me nothing about anything like this going on between her sorority and fraternity, and to hear it being told as if it was something commonplace and known to everybody she went to school with I knew it was impossible she had not known.

Then again, I had never pried into her college life.  In fact, up until receiving the invitation to this alumni party, I had not thought about her past life at all—something I was ashamed to admit after us being married for so long.

“So what the fuck is in it for the girls?” I asked, still not believing any woman would be willing to put themselves through such public humiliation, even Stephanie, Sam’s best friend.

Jason and Lloyd grinned as Jason replied, “Well, there are several perks, not the least having the reputation for surviving the challenge,” he laughed.  “They also get their name on a trophy as I said.  Another benefit is them receiving double the amount of ‘raffle tickets’ for their names to be drawn for the yearly contest prize,” he said.  “What that actually means—although obviously not to their knowledge—is they get a fifty-percent reduction of any handicaps given to them during our little ‘who’s the biggest slut’ contest,” he laughed.