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Geeks Delight

By: techsan



Author's note: the following story is pure fiction, based solely on the author's imagination. Any semblance to real or imagined persons or world events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to rozezwild for her editing to make this a better story.

I'd had the glimmer of an idea for making a better computer for a few years before I finally got up the guts to do something about it. The idea first came to me one night when I was frustrated trying to write a paper for my high school physics class, the one I took in my junior year. It sat back in a corner of my mind and germinated through my senior year, through my freshman year in college while I took the basics for a CompSci degree. Then early in my sophomore year, the frustration reared its ugly head again while I was working on research for a history paper.

I'd had enough. I picked up my credit card, which didn't have much over a thousand dollars in credit left until it was maxed out, and headed for a wholesale electronics supply store. I knew all the parts I wanted, things that you just couldn't get all in one computer at a reasonable price and, since I couldn't afford the top-of-the-line stuff from the name brand guys, I decided to build my own.

To make a long story short, I managed to purchase all of the parts I required for just under my thousand dollars credit, took it all back to the apartment building I shared with fourteen other people and built my own computer over the next couple of afternoons. By the time I was finished, I had a state-of-the-art computer with plenty of memory, lots of storage, and power galore. It had enough ports to add all of the peripherals that I could think of and then some. 

I loaded up the operating system and software that I wanted and zoom! It took off. I loved it and my frustrations went out the window. Well, okay, I found a few bugs here and there but nothing I couldn't fix in a short time. By early the next week, I had that baby humming. My history research zipped along, I captured information I was having trouble getting on my old 'puter and put together an A+ paper.

Along the way, my house-mates took notice. Every one of them were students at the same university and every one of them made extensive use of a computer in their studies. Four of them also used computers in the jobs they worked to put themselves through school. By the end of the second week I had been using my new machine, one of my house-mates asked me to build him one like mine. He agreed to pay $2,000 for it because a similar machine on the market was costing four to five thousand.

By the time I finished assembling his machine, I had requests for two more. Then I began to get requests from people outside the house, mostly students but generally people who were only casual acquaintances. By the end of the semester, I was inundated by requests.

I decided to drop out of school for a semester and open my own computer shop. I had worked out an arrangement with three wholesale supply stores to provide me with the parts I needed and then hired three students to work part-time in the assembly area and another to work the front handling sales. I took out some ads in local papers and soon had a booming business. I expanded my line to include laptops as well as desktops and both in several configurations. I figured I'd never be as popular as Dell or IBM or the other major manufacturers but at least I had found a niche market for my products. Hopefully it would not play out.

The whole venture succeeded beyond my wildest dreams. I plowed most of my profits back into the business, keeping a limited amount for my own expenses, but still the money flowed in. Many people came back to talk about how they loved their new computers and swore that they had twice the computing power at less than half the price. My advertisements began to grow when I was convinced to take out space in a national magazine. Up to then, word-of-mouth advertising and the small local ads had been quite successful but the national ads opened up the floodgates. Orders came pouring in. 

I had already expanded my production facilities twice, leasing the shop next door to my original and hiring more part-time assemblers. The students were glad to get the work and I did pay them well for their knowledge and skill. Now I leased the last shop in the little strip where my shop was located, replacing a shoe repair shop that was almost dormant anyway. The landlord was only too glad to beef up the air conditioner to provide a cleaner environment in lieu of having the place sit vacant bringing in no income.

By the end of that spring semester when all of the students were scattering to the winds, I decided to look for another place to live. I wanted to stay close to the university but hoped for something with a little more room and fewer problems than the old house we were living in - our landlord didn't put much time or effort into maintaining the property.

On the other side of the school property itself, about a mile away, there was a row of nice large houses, most of them older multi-story homes that had been renovated for use a frat and sorority houses. I spotted a for sale sign on the lawn of one of them and, on a whim, decided to stop and take a look.

It turned out to be a great house in relatively good shape. The main floor had a large living room, an old fashioned kitchen and a roomy dining room on one side with two bedrooms on the other side and a large bath in between. I could use the back bedroom as my own and turn the front bedroom into a home office where I could handle the stuff for my computer business that I didn't take care of at the shop.

The second and third floors were divided into four bedrooms and two bathrooms on each floor. The basement was drywalled but otherwise wide open except for a half-bath in one corner. It could be put to almost any use.

I figured the price would be outrageous but was pleasantly surprised when I contacted the Realtor. I made a counter-offer which was a little lower than the asking price but not too much. The Realtor contacted me a few days later with the news that the owner had accepted and since I made a down payment of half the agreed price, I had no problem getting financing on the remainder. By mid-summer, I was ensconced in new quarters ... and enjoying it. I figured that, when the new semester started, I would advertise rooms for rent and let that income pay for the mortgage.

With the growth of my business, I had hired several of my part-timers to work full time through the summer months putting together machines for incoming orders and to begin to build a stockpile for future sales. I was amazed at how much work was involved in running a small business like this: keeping track of changing suppliers, setting up a shipping department to pack and ship orders that began to roll in from all across the country.

In addition to the assemblers, I had to hire a full time tester to test the products before they went out the door and two full-time shipping and receiving people to handle incoming parts and outgoing systems. To cover the sales room, I had five people who were full or part time, all sort of rotating to fill in the time slots as needed. By then I was spending about half my time at the shop filling in on various roles and the other half in my home office trying to stay on top of things financially.

Early in August I put a small unobtrusive on the lawn, advertising "Rooms for rent." I didn't know whether I'd get any bites or not but that was not really a big worry. By the end of the second full week, I'd had three people come in to look at the rooms but none had actually signed a lease.

On that Saturday morning, I got up late, luxuriating in being able to sleep late for once. After a leisurely breakfast, I worked in my office for a few hours and was beginning to think about lunch when the doorbell rang.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by three lovely young women. The one standing just slightly in front asked, "Are you the owner of this house?"

"Yes. What can I do for you?"

"We'd like to inquire about the rooms for rent."

"Fine. Please come in." I held the door open as they all came strolling past me. They waited and I indicated the living room and followed them in. They all sat on the couch, with the speaker in the middle. I pulled up the easy chair across the coffee table and sat facing them. 

"What would you like to know?"

"First, how many rooms do you have to rent?'

"There are a total of eight bedrooms with four bathrooms between them. Something can be worked out for kitchen and dining privileges, of course."

"What is the rental price?"

"Four hundred per month, with a month's security deposit payable up front. Rent is due on the first of every month."

"If we took occupancy next week, would this month's rent be prorated?"

"Of course."

"Is multiple occupancy allowed?"

"Well ... I hadn't thought of it but I suppose it would be okay. I will ask that, because I spend quite a bit of time working in my office, you keep the sound volume down to a reasonable level."

They murmured among themselves for a few seconds, then the speaker asked, "Can we see the rooms?"

"Sure," I said, jumping to my feet. The girls followed me to the stairway and up. At the first landing, I showed them the rooms on the south side and watched them explore every nook and cranny. They seemed to be impressed by the size of the rooms and the arrangement of the bathroom and the walk-in closets. They checked the rooms on the other side of the hall and then I followed them up the stairs to the third floor ... and got a hard-on watching three shapely, wiggling bottoms moving ahead of me. All three of the girls wore short skirts that showed lots of leg and even a flash of panties every few steps.

Since the top floor was almost a mirror image of the second floor, except for the dormer-style windows, they didn't take a lot of time looking around. The speaker introduced herself as Janet Sorenson, the tall blonde said that she was Vonda Elkins, and the shorter brunette said that her name was Candy Simon.

Janet said that they would like to talk about renting the entire two floors so I showed them back into the living room and we resumed the same identical sitting positions ... except that it seemed to me as if the girls' skirts were a little higher on their bare legs.

Janet said, "We are an advance party of the Delta Pi Epsilon sorority. I'm the current President, Vonda is the Secretary/Treasurer, and Candy is the Sargent-at-arms. We have been leasing a house near the northern end of Greek row but the house has fallen into such a state of disrepair that the city inspectors have forced the landlord to shut it down until it was repaired and, at the rate he is going, that would take months, maybe years."

Candy picked up with, "We are a relatively small group which will have a membership of 20 to 26 girls, depending on whether any upperclassmen dropped out of school and how many pledges actually are inducted into the organization at pledge week. Usually we're pretty stable at about 24 girls. We're pretty serious students but ... well, we do like a good party every once in a while."

I nodded my understanding...I was still in the age bracket myself, even though I wasn't enrolled for classes at the present time. Actually I didn't even have plans to go back to school if the business keep prospering.

Vonda asked, "Do you have plans to furnish the rooms?"

"Hm ...," I thought out loud. "I really hadn't thought about it. But I'm sure it would be reasonable in this environment for the landlord to furnish them. Would you all like to have input on how their are furnished?"

Candy seemed to light up. "Oh, yeah, I'd love to be able to help choose the furnishing and decorate. Can I?"

Janet and Vonda nodded to themselves and Janet responded, "That's okay with us if it's okay with Mr....uh, we didn't get your name."

"Oh, sorry. I'm Larry ... Larry March. Please call me Larry."

"Good. Uh, Larry, is it okay if Candy goes with whoever buys the furniture? She's a decorating genius."

"Sure, that's okay with me. We'll work out a time. When do you want to move in?' I asked.

Again it was Janet who replied, "Most of the girls will be here the end of next week or at least by the weekend because registration starts that next Monday."

I looked at Candy, "Then we'd better get started Monday. I can't spend all day at it but how about if we meet for lunch and go right after that?"

"That would be great."

"Uh, Larry?" it was Janet, but her tone had changed. It became rather sultry but quavering."

I turned my attention to her. She continued, "We were ... uh, wondering if ... there might be a ... uh, another payment plan, so to speak." While she was talking, she ducked her head and I could barely hear her. She fiddled with her skirt and her pretty, long legs were never more obvious. As I watched her knees even separated a bit, giving me thoughts of what it might be to find my way between her thighs.

"I really hadn't ... thought about it. Did you have something in mind?"

"I, uh ... well, we'd talked and ... well, we could all, I'm sure, ah ... come up with the money but ... if you'd be ... you know, interested ... in some other form of payment ... I'm sure we could ... uh, be very accommodating."

"Oh? That sounds like an interesting possibility. But you'll have to spell out what form of payment you're thinking about."

All three of the girls were by then sitting on the very edge of the sofa and fidgeting around, looking somewhat uncomfortable. For a few more seconds, Janet looked down.

Then in one move, her head came up, eyes boring into mine, and her knees shot out to different sides, revealing the crotch of her panties. But they were pulled deep into her crevice and the outer lips of her pussy were puffy and engorged with blood. She was obviously horny.

"Well, you look like you enjoy girls. I saw you checking out Candy and Vonda's ass when we were upstairs. I saw the bulge in your pants. If you like girls, how would you like to have 24 girls ready to fuck you anytime you wanted to. A different one would sleep with you every night. Anytime you were in the house and wanted to have sex, whoever was available would be glad to take care of you. We can keep you very happy." She finished with a questioning look, as if to ask if I could turn them down.

While Janet had been speaking, Vonda had unbuttoned most of her blouse, pulling out a nicely developed pair of braless tits and wordlessly offering them to me. Candy had risen just enough to pull down her tiny panties which she had then kicked toward me. When she sat back on the sofa, she spread her legs, working on under Janet's leg, leaving her hairless pussy exposed and glistening with moisture. Her right hand dove into her crease and she began to masturbate while her lustful eyes stared holes into me.

"Wait! Are you saying that I can have sex with each of you three whenever I want to?"

"No!" Janet hissed. "I'm saying you can fuck all of us ... twenty, twenty-four, whatever we wind up enlisting for the semester. If you want pussy, you get pussy. If you want ass, you can have ass. If you want to cuddle, we'll all cuddle with you. If you want a blow job, we will take care if it. We'll take care of your every sexual desire ... as long as any of us live in the house. Would you like a sample?"

"Are you serious? Of course I'd like a sample."

The three women jumped to their feet. Candy asked, "Where's your bedroom?"

I pointed down the hall and followed them, watching all three of them shed clothes along the way. By the time we turned into my room, they were naked and had begun stripping off my clothes. I stumbled when my pants hit my knees and had to stop while Candy pulled them and my shorts to the floor. Vonda had already captured my raging hard-on in one hand and was tugging me to the bed.

No sooner had I plopped down on my bed than I was surrounded by arms and legs and tits and pussies and asses. The three of them swarmed over me, with first one and then another sucking on my cock and another sucking on my balls and another feeding me her tits and hands were rubbing everywhere. It was fantastic.

I had one handful of ass and another with two fingers in somebody's pussy, a constant mouthful of nipple and then someone sat on my cock. I think it was Candy but I'm not sure because my vision was obscured. Ultimately I pulled Vonda over my face so I could eat her pussy while Janet, it turned out, rode my cock. I coaxed Vonda into flooding my face just before I shot a load into Janet's tight pussy.

When they rolled off me, I assumed it was over but not so. Candy bent over my torso and began to lick and slurp on my semi-flaccid member. As Janet lay recovering her normal breathing, she fondled my balls and between them, I was hard again in ten minutes or so.

This time both Candy and Vonda got on hands and knees, offering me my choice. I really didn't have a preference so I took the nearest, which turned out to be Candy, and slid my cock balls deep into her wet pussy and then fingered Vonda's wet slit while plunging in and out of Candy. However Candy got a little "help" from Janet, who had slid underneath her, so Candy came before I did and then I switched to Vonda and ploughed her pussy until we both came just a minute or so apart.

The four of us collapsed in a tangle of limbs and when I put one hand on a tit and another on a soft round ass, nobody objected. When my heart rate slowed so I could talk, I asked, "Do you mean to tell me that I can get something like this every day?"

Vonda responded, "Honey, it wont be a problem. I guarantee there will be at least one girl in your bed every night whenever you're ready."

"How do you know the other girls will be willing to do that?"

"Honey, we know. We've asked them."

"Oh. Okay."

Janet asked, "Well, do we have a deal?"

I didn't hesitate. The money wouldn't make me or break me and I was sure happy with the sex...I generally didn't get that much. "You've got a deal."

Vonda asked, "Will we be able to move in early?"

"Well, I don't know just when we can get the furniture delivered and set up."

Candy picked up, "How about we just sleep in her with you until the furniture is delivered. There's plenty of room."

I laughed, thinking of the prospect of spending a few nights with these three. "That's fine with me."

"Good," Janet breathed, "we don't have to go back to that motel with its lumpy beds."

Roving hands had my member rising for more action by then and Vonda climbed on while I kissed and fondled the other two. We took time out to make some sandwiches about dark and to get drinks from my fridge a couple of times. We even dozed off a few times but most of the night was spent in some form of sexual activity. By the time morning came, I was beginning to feel a little sensitive.

It was fun watching three women shower and dress, totally uninhibited by my presence. I got in my share of tit sucking and ass fondling and finger-fucking and the girls took it in stride as if it was part of everyday life. Of course it was anything but that for me.

My Sunday was moderately restful although filled with questions and wondering if it had all been a dream. I agonized about whether they had been serious and whether or not they would come back. I shouldn't have worried - about 4:30, they showed up again in a car that was packed to the roof with clothes. They selected rooms on the second floor (all in different rooms so they would have younger "sisters" as roommates). Then they converged on me, sitting in my office, and waited until I was ready for bed. I made sure I was ready for bed early.

Again the girls made it worth my time. Over the course of the night, I got less than half the sleep I usually got, even though we were in bed a couple of hours early. I fucked all three of their sweet pussies, suck tits every time I turned around, ate pussy until my face smelled like cunt, and had an absolutely magnificent time. I wouldn't have changed anything.


Geeks Delight



Monday morning, I left the three girls in bed playing among themselves. At noon, Candy met me for lunch and then we drove to one of the large furniture warehouse stores in the area. She went through the store, selecting beds, dressers, night tables, desks and lamps. For each room, she selected a full size bed and a bunk bed, knowing that some of the bunk beds would not be used but it did give them a little room for expansion and it was not that much difference.

After furnishing five bedrooms, Candy was not satisfied with any of the remaining furniture so we drove to another store and finished the furniture purchases. A trip to a department store led to another mountain of bags of sheets and coverlets and pillows, curtains and towel sets. By the time we were finished, there was barely room in the car for us and even then Candy sat close enough to me that she was leaning on my arm as I drove. I wasn't sure she really needed to do that but I wasn't about to complain either.

The girls brought in food and made dinner for the four of us Monday evening. Afterward I went to my office to try to catch up on some of the endless paperwork while the girls amused themselves, but at 10 o'clock, Vonda knocked on my door and told me that it was time I met them in my bed. I wrapped things up and headed for the bedroom, not surprised by now to find the three of them sitting on my bed stark naked waiting for me.

Monday through Thursday nights were pretty much the same. I had all the sex I could handle for the first time in my life. I didn't have to coax the ladies. They were ready every night when I was. The furniture was delivered on Tuesday and Wednesday and, as arranged, assembled by the delivery people. The girls distributed the pillows, made the beds with freshly washed sheets and coverlets, put the new towels on racks and shelves, and installed the curtains. In short they made it into a very nice, homey place.

Mid-afternoon Friday, the other members of the sorority began to arrive. I don't know how they knew where to come but I suppose the three girls had contacted them somehow. It started as a trickle and became a steady stream of women moving into the house until the early hours of Saturday morning. One of the original three brought each of the new girls by my office and introduced them to me individually. I could never remember the names on the basis of those whirlwind introductions but I did remember that every one of the girls was very friendly and outgoing.

I slept alone that night, which was okay with me...I had been getting so little sleep that I welcomed the night of solitude and deep slumber. I didn't wake up Saturday morning until nearly 10 o'clock and then it was to a knock on my door. I pulled up the sheet and said, "Come in."

Candy was followed by two fresh-faced young ladies who must have each been just 18 years old. Candy sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Larry, these two are Joyce Watkins and Faye Summers. They are pledges to Delta Pi this semester. They have to go through pledge week and be voted on my the membership in order to be inducted into the group. Their assignment today is to take care of your every need. If you need food, they will get it. If you need drink, they will get it. If you need sex, they will supply it. If, by tonight, you are are not absolutely and completely satisfied with their performance today, they will not be invited to join. You must be absolutely honest with me when I ask you tonight about their performance, okay?"

I glanced at the two incoming freshman and noted that both of them were grinning broadly. While she had been speaking, Candy had been running her hand along my thigh and my erection had created a tent in the sheet. The two girls shed their clothes quickly and dove under the sheet with me as Candy rose to leave. I was engulfed in a flurry of arms and legs and tits and mouths and questing hands by the time Candy closed the door on her way out.

Other than a three minute trip to the john to take a leak, I didn't get out of bed until nearly 3:30 that afternoon. Even on the trip to the bathroom, the girls went with me and one of them held my cock while I peed and the other stood tightly behind me rubbing her tits into my back. All that attention made it difficult to pee!

There was nothing to complain about on their performance. I got sucked and kissed and licked and fondled and fucked every way I could think of. It was a dream cum true, an extension of the original three spending time in my bed. I could not believe how much my sex life had changed in just a week.

I dressed casually and drove down to the shop. The two pledges insisted on coming. Even as I drove, their roving hands kept wandering around my body, spending lots of time stroking my member. When we got to the shop, I checked on things in the then-closed assembly area but when Faye bent over a worktable, lifted her short skirt to show me that she wasn't wearing any panties, I couldn't help myself. I pulled out my latest hard-on and slipped it between her spread legs. After wetting it with her oozing moisture, I pushed it into her hot cunt and fucked her bent over the work surface. Joyce ran a hand between my legs and manipulated my balls as I thrust into Faye until I sprayed my load of cum into her pretty little twat.

When I could walk again, I told the girls I needed them to leave me alone long enough to check on several things and then close up the front at 5 o'clock. Normally my sales people would take care of that but I needed a little break from the constant attention of the girls. So they wandered around quietly while I finished up and we closed up the sales room. My two pledges and I drove back to the house and when I went to change into lounging clothes for the evening, they attacked again.

Before I knew it, they had sucked my cock stiff and Joyce climbed on, wrapping her legs around my waist after lowering herself onto my flagpole. Fortunately she was rather light weight but still I needed to push her up against a wall while I thrust into her repeatedly until I shot another load of cum into her wet pussy.

Afterward my legs were so unsteady, I staggered over to the bed and lay back until I could recover. With Joyce smothering my face with kisses, Faye licked our combined juices off my cock and balls until I was as fresh as if just out of the shower. Finally I managed to dress ... again ... and we wandered into the kitchen to check on dinner's progress.

Someone had come up with an industrial sized pot and was making spaghetti, enough it looked like to feed a neighborhood but then we had a small neighborhood under one roof. There were three enormous bowls of salad tossed and plenty of varieties of dressing. At least the girls were buying and fixing their own meals.

Even with the two extra drop-leaves in place, my dining room table was woefully short of space for so many people. The girls didn't seem to mind. They set up the kitchen table as a sort of buffet table where the girls could pass by on either side and serve themselves from the food containers in the middle. There was a lot of laughing and joking and pushing and I felt more than one hand squeeze or pat my bottom before one of the girls handed me a full plate of food and led me to the head of the table, a place that would be reserved for me for every meal. 

As I sat down, my two little sex slaves spread my legs and each sat on one. Of course there was no way I could eat with each arm around a different girl but it didn't matter ... they both fed me. Other girls filled out spaces around the table, some even doubling up in a chair, but many of them wandered into the big living room and found places to sit, some on the furniture and some on the floor. Apparently that was nothing unusual for them.

After dinner, several of the girls cleared all the dishes and began to clean the kitchen, but my two little slaves never left my lap as we sat around the table and talked about everything and nothing. When the group in the kitchen was finished, Janet stood and said that it was time for proper introductions of the sorority to their new landlord. She quietly stripped off her clothes and made a motion that the girls should move from my lap. They turned my chair so I was facing the aisle and Janet stepped between my legs.

"My name is Janet Sorenson," she said, taking my hands and placing them on her breasts. "I am from a little town called Bunnell, I am a junior majoring in Secondary Education." She moved one hand around her waist to cup her buttock while she moved the other between her spread legs. Taking that as an invitation, I slipped two fingers into her wet pussy. "I had a boyfriend until last spring and then we broke up so I'm looking for a relationship. I love to fuck."

Having had about a minute to explore her treasures, she kissed me flush on the lips and then slipped away only to be replaced by another naked girl, this time one I had not seen naked before. She introduced herself and told a few facts, offering her body for me to touch in all the private places. She was replaced by another, only this one leaned forward, pushing her tits at my mouth so I sucked her while fingering her pussy and ass. And so it went through 19 current members of the sorority and 7 pledges. The pledges seemed to be a little more nervous than the regular members but not one of the girls was really reluctant to introduce themselves to me and allow me to touch them.

After the procession, Janet rose again and addressed the entire group, which had all crowded into the dining room and were standing around the table. She said, "Sisters, as you are aware, we had to vacate our old house because of the state of disrepair. Mr. March has kindly agreed to lease us space in his house for this year, and possibly into the future if this year works out well. By now everyone should know that we have agreed to an alternative payment plan whereby we have promised to provide for Mr. March's every sexual desire in lieu of cash payments. This means that every sister must uphold her part of those duties. We will provide a minimum of two sisters per night to sleep with Mr. March and do whatever he requires. A schedule will be posted on my door for each month and any sister unable to fulfill her duty must arrange for a suitable replacement on her scheduled night."

"In addition, during pledge week, the pledges are being scheduled to spend a 24 consecutive hour period with Mr. March twice during this week. If at any time he is unhappy with any aspect of the performance of those pledges, they will be dismissed and not allowed to be inducted into the sisterhood. Are there any questions?"

There was a clamoring of comments, all of which seemed to be most favorable with the arrangement, but no questions were voiced. The group began to disperse, although my two little sex slaves once again closed on me, hugging and rubbing on my body. However as the last of the girls left, she stopped two other pledges, Lynn Crawford and Bobbi Stephens, and motioned for them to wait by the door. Then she told my two little slaves to go to their rooms.

When they had left, Janet sat across my lap, put her arms around me and planted a long, lingering kiss on my lips while her tongue explored my mouth. It was the kind of kiss that long-time lovers exchange. Come to think of it, I guess in a way we were long-time lovers.

When she broke the kiss, she stayed so close that when she spoke I could feel her breath. She asked, "How did you like the two pledges?"

"They were great, both of them."

"Really? You're not just saying that?"

"No, they really were."

"Was there any time when you were not completely satisfied?"

"None."

"You're sure?"

"Absolutely."

"Okay. Thank you, sugar. Let's see if these two can do as well. Night," and she kissed me again before turning me over to the two new sex slaves and she left. Lynn and Bobbi converged on me and began fawning over me, so I got up and headed toward my bedroom, a pretty naked girl on each arm.

By the time I got into bed, the girls were waiting anxiously for me. They performed not less auspiciously than the two earlier pledges had, eager to please and willing to do anything. Before the night was out, I had fucked both pussies, been sucked countless times, chewed on all four nipples, tasted their sweet cunts, and had my ass tongued by both girls. I finally fell into an exhausted sleep around 2 o'clock in the morning.

I left the girls behind the following morning to go to the shop and worked until mid-afternoon. When I arrived back at the house, however, planning to work on my paperwork, the two girls came running out to meet me and, although we went into the office, they soon had me rock hard, what with kisses all over my face and hands roving around my butt and crotch. When Bobbi bent over my desk and pulled up her pleated skirt, showing me that she wasn't wearing panties, I dropped my pants and drove my erection deep into her twat and proceeded to fuck her.

We fooled around for a while afterward, kissing and feeling and licking and sucking until I became hard again. This time Lynn climbed on top and rode me ever so slowly for almost an hour before I exploded into her in a tremendously satisfying climax. Twice in the night, I had another encounter with the girls, once when Bobbi sucked me until I shot a load down her throat and another time when I pumped Lynn's pussy while laying on top of her with our tongues down each other's throats. That time Bobbi contributed a finger-fucking of my ass that certainly didn't slow things down.

In the morning I woke up with my face between Bobbi's legs, literally. The sweet smell of pussy permeated the air I breathed and the weight of her legs would have been suffocating except that, somehow I had wound up laying across her bottom leg with a pillow on each side of the leg holding most of my weight and softening the arrangement.

Without waking her, I worked my bottom arm under her waist until I could get both hands on her buttocks and spread them apart. Gently, with very little head movement, I began to lap at her pussy while my nose nudged into her puckered anus. I suppose I woke Lynn because she snuggled up to my back and I felt her tits crush against my ass and her hand slid over my thigh until she grasped my rapidly engorging member.

I heard Bobbi sigh and she shifted her top leg so that I had easier access to her soft lips and hot opening. My tongue explored the lacy flesh as it became engorged in hot blood, finally reaching down far enough to tease her clitty. While I slurped and licked her tender flesh, four hands lavished sensuous praise on my genitals. It was a continuing upward spiral of pleasure as my tongue worked faster and faster and they hands became greedier and greedier.

Somebody, I think it was Bobbi, replaced the hands on the end of my cock with a mouth, a warm, wet, wandering mouth. Her tongue roved around the rim of my throbbing head, leaving a trail of fire and frantic desire. I got a face full of fresh sweet pussy juice just seconds before I began to shoot my load into the hot mouth. We staggered off to the shower, which was a tight squeeze for three of us but we made it. Mostly we stayed with the purpose of the shower - getting clean again - mostly!

At the breakfast table with people running in and out in all stages of dress or undress, grabbing a bite to eat or something to drink, and then hurrying off to dress for early classes, it was a real madhouse. Somehow Janet waded through the sea of feminine humanity and dismissed the two pledges. She asked how they had done and I told her I didn't think they could have done any one thing better. She gave me a smile and a kiss on the cheek.

Turning to the living room, she beckoned and three young ladies hurried in. Janet introduced them as Claire Massey, Glenda Lam, and Trish Polarski. They were three beauties and the last of the pledges. And they were mine for the next 24 hours. I could fuck them as often as I wanted to or get as many blow jobs as I wanted, anything. Sheesh, I thought, I've been getting more than I could handle with two. How was I going to handle three young women?

At least I didn't have to worry about it for a while. Classes would keep them occupied for part of the day and I had to go to the shop anyway. After eating, I headed back to the bedroom to dress ... followed by the three young women. It became comical as they stumbled all over themselves to help me get dressed. Watching them trying to put on my dress socks was a laugh-a-minute - until Glenda pulled off her t-shirt, pulled my foot up between her nice-sized breasts and began again with the socks.

After that, the other two also had to remove their shirts. Then came the shorts and when it turned out that Trish wasn't wearing panties, Claire and Glenda shed their panties too. I knew I was in trouble as my cock began to grow hard in my jockeys. The girls decided that the only fair and equitable way to handle the situation was for me to lay back on the bed and they would take turns riding me. And for the next ten minutes or so, they rotated about every minute, one riding my cock, another feeding me a tit, and the other holding my hand while I fingered her pussy. Around and around they went until I exploded in a wonderful release.

Graciously they cleaned me up and really let me get dressed. It turned out that Glenda didn't have any classes that day so she raced upstairs and came back in a few minutes dressed in a white sweater, red pleated shirt, loafers and bobby socks with her hair magically done up in an attractive curly spiral. She was going to keep me company all day since she didn't have anything on her schedule.

It turned out that Glenda was a CompSci major and a very sharp young lady. She had an interest in my computers and how we were putting then together so she spent the morning watching and learning from the assemblers and even pointed out a minor change we could make to improve our assembly process.

Late in the morning, she pulled me into a dark parts closet and dropped to her knees, pulling my flaccid cock out. When she began to lavish it with kisses and licks, it didn't stay flaccid long and she proceeded to bob up and down my shaft while kneading my balls until I shot a load of cum down her throat. We wandered back onto the assembly floor as if nothing had happened .. until one of the guys suggested that I zip my pants up.

The afternoon was even more of a delight. By the time Glenda and I arrived back at the house about 1:30, Claire and Trish were long since back from classes and they joined us in my office. For the rest of the afternoon, I didn't get much work done ... except for the times when they girls couldn't get my cock up because it needed rest. I got it up enough that I plowed all three pussies until I sprayed a decreasing amount of cum into them and finally I had to say "enough."

After dinner I barred the girls from the office until I could get the essentials out of the way and then they joined me for a little play time but I made them promise that it would be just cuddling and kissing until bedtime or there wouldn't be any fun at lights out. Thus I had recovered enough by bedtime that we all had a little fun, though most of the climaxes were the result of tongue action rather than my cock.

The rest of the week was pretty much a repeat of the last three days, with Janet assigning the pledges to handle my pleasure on the same schedule as before. Each time she came to me to ask how they had done, I had to say that i just could not have asked for better service from anyone. Maybe it was possible but I couldn't imagine it. Ultimately the sorority inducted all seven of the pledges into the organization, making the permanent number of inhabitants for that year to total 26.




Geeks Delight



By the end of pledge week, Janet had posted the schedule on her door and every night from that point on, two different girls spent the night in my bed fulfilling my every sexual need and fantasy. Short of anything inflicting punitive pain, we tried everything, all with the agreement of the girls. Some did not want to try certain activities so we did other things that they wanted to do.

Of course I had all the pussy I wanted. I ate pussy as well as fucked it. I sucked and licked and kneaded all their tits and even tit-fucked a few. Some of the girls let me ass-fuck them, some did not. Surprisingly more than a few wanted to be spanked before they were fucked and the heat generated by extra blood at the point of contact make the subsequent sex hotter than anything I'd ever experienced before. The only nights that I went without sex that school year were nights when I begged the girls to let me alone so my sensitive cock could get some rest. Fortunately that didn't happen often.

Epilogue:

I couldn't believe how the business took off. It just kept growing and growing. The combined shops became too small so I leased a free-standing building in a new industrial district, keeping the shops as a retail outlet. I expanded the number of assemblers and shippers as our online orders mushroomed. Technically I became a millionaire almost overnight, although most of my so-called wealth was plowed back into the business. Still I managed to extract a reasonable salary so that i wasn't hurting for cash either.

In the early spring, I had a large Florida room installed across the back of the house, so that we could keep it enclosed in the winter or open the sliding windows for an outdoors feel in the summer. Then a large oval Jacuzzi-type spa became the centerpiece of the room. After that opened, the Florida room was the main gathering place for everyone in the evenings. And I must say that the spa also became the site of many sexual couplings that everyone seemed to enjoy.

Summer brought a major transition as the majority of the girls moved back to their homes. However seven girls bargained to continue living with me. Four of them were enrolled in summer classes. The other three found jobs in town ... as assemblers in my business. To save money, the seven girls promised to satisfy my sexual needs and thus we continued the same arrangement as before, to my delight.

Although the group of seniors had graduated and moved on, the Delta Pis had agreed to continue their occupancy of my house under the same terms as the prior year. I was looking forward to a new school year with the wonderful group of women.

The End