All true as I know the college and the fraternity (not mine) and the two classmates and have met several of the women, too, but not alas any of the buildings' current inhabitants!

 
My 2 Best College Friends hit the old frat house at a just-past reunion. It is now filled by fillies 17 to 22, representing the Last Standing Sorority at my college from when I was there. Which, in those years, was womaned by Plain Janes, Good Lookers Yet To Be, and the Geeks & Nerds of the day. Should have dated more of them, as you’ll read.

Big sign out front: Welcome All PPPers & LFs, 2! Jung ladies on duty to chat, provide coffee & cookies in the kitchen and to talk with frat & soro alums. My Fs were 1st to the door, it seems. “You’re the first older PPPers to come by!” Offered a mini-tour of the 1st floor and Basement to which they said, why, yes, delighted.

In the basement they pointed: “And over there we built the hot tub.” “Oh, you guys were in THAT class?” “Well, it was for the toga party. We had strobe lights for the party but only soft 40 watts on dimmers for the rest of time. And we always had a kegger tapped in this – ah it’s the janitor's closet again, I see.”

--Didja tell ‘em about their sorority sister, or is that auntie now?, well-bushed Linda M on the couch by the back wall?
--NO, of course not.

“Would you like to see the rest of building, how its changed or not? We need to escort you as not everyone is up this late Sat AM.” “Why, yes we would and of course they wouldn’t be.” So up & down they went, catching a bared upper thigh as 1 door closed, and a be-toweled student who quickly twirled back into her room to avoid the “Dads”. Certainly getting more fem-ed, he noted about the bathrooms.

--Didja tell ‘em about Kathy B on the 2nd floor bathroom sink?
--No, she wasn’t a sister of theirs, for one thing, and I wouldn't want them thinking about THAT when they're brushing their teeth.

Then the escorts took ‘em down the rear stairs at one end of the building to the kitchen for more coffee & cookies, walking past the old house mother’s room toward the kitchen.

--Didja tell ‘em about the OTHER sorority sister, Patsy R, face down on the well-used mattress in the former HM room, who finally got to a low scream as you pumped-thrusted away, condomless, as her graduation present?

--No, of course not. But I did GRIN thinking about that as we walked by. This group will have their own tales but it just won’t involve basement hot tubs and toga parties and kegger-fueled farm frolics. And soon enough, they’ll be old farts too.

-- So, your In-House Fuck Total was what?

-- Four, before I graduated but about 12 in total as I kept coming back up from Chicago on a lot of weekends for the next 3 years while I worked construction before grad school.  Three were semi-steadies but never at the same time, just juniors and seniors who graduated and went on with their lives.

The last one, though, was a not-quite-18 y.o., the youngest Little Sister of that fall group. At the reunion weekend, I was showing her my old room in the attic while blotto on beer on a Friday night.  She said "You have a lot of fun here?", I said "Yeah, a bit", and she says "Well, lets you and I have our fun now" and moved in close, massaging my package with both hands, and leaned in for a kiss.  When the moment came, I told her I didn't use condoms (never have), and she said "Just fuck me straight now but finish in my ass."  I snorted and asked when she'd learned that bit.  

She said "When I was in 9th grade, the 10th grade boyfriend upended me for my first pussy fuck, but missed.  I was so wet from his rubbing me his cock head just slid into the other hole.  It felt OK, I mean I'd already been fingering my anus, and then he just pushed all the way in, kinda like I'm here might as well just do it. It was like weird, then it just great.  And I want you to make me feel great and I'll do the same for you."  Which she did, admitting she'd learned to do hand jobs as a 7th grader ("do all boys have small cocks then?") and then blow-jobs from the summer before 8th grade (the senior who'd picked her up while she was walking back from the beach, just reached over and forced her mouth down on his 7 incher "but I was more than ready to do it anyways and it was already out and hard as I'd been stroking it for a couple of minutes and I swallowed it all too").  Loved my stache caressing her clit.  Most women do.  I was so wasted the next morning but she was ready to go and we did.  Not my first anus but the only time I finished 3 times in a row there.  God, she must be about 60 this year!