2 comments/ 16290 views/ 4 favorites Sigma Epsilon Chi Ch. 01 By: Mortuis Chapter 01: Melanie "Hey, Nick." I looked up from where I was stacking my books, preparing to leave Economics class, and Melanie was standing by my desk. Melanie could have been a model, if you like them on the thin side. Maybe half an inch shorter than me, which would put her at 5' 10", slender without being gaunt, she had brown hair that fell midway down her back, intense brown eyes, and a serious expression. She was wearing low-rise jeans and a button-down shirt of some kind that left three inches of her stomach bare. The top three buttons were undone and I could see quite a lot of her modest cleavage, even from a sitting position. I stared uncomprehendingly; I hadn't even known she knew my name. "Melanie?" I made it a question. "Look, we're having this test in two days and I really need to pass it, so could you come by my place and help me study for it?" "Well, I'm happy to try and help, but you should know I'm not too great at this stuff, either." "Even better. We can help each other, then. You got anything to do after class?" "Errr - no, not really. You want to study now for a test that comes up in two days?" "Nick, I really need the help. If you have the time, I may ask you to drop by tomorrow, too, and help me some more." "Okay, I guess. The library?" "No, I thought we'd go to my apartment. We can study and kill some junk food at the same time." I gave her a slow, obvious once-over. "You eat junk food? Hell, do you eat at all?" "Smartass," she grinned. "Yes, I eat junk food, I just get a lot of exercise. So, you coming?" "Lead the way." Melanie was uncharacteristically voluble for someone who'd never spoken two words to me before. She kept up a running fire of questions while we walked to her apartment. What was I majoring in? (Journalism) What did I think of various rock bands? (I didn't follow music much.) Was I dating anyone? (Are you kidding?) What happened to that redhead I used to see you with, the one with the big boobs? That one stopped me cold - like liquid-nitrogen cold. Sarah and I had broken up at the beginning of the summer session and the wound was still red and raw. It pulsed with pain with every beat of my heart, and I was seeing her everywhere. (Though on closer inspection, it always turned out to be someone else.) My eyes were alive with pain and fury as I turned them on Melanie. "Why do you ask?," I said in a voice colder than the Arctic Circle. She flinched when she saw my eyes. "Whoa! Sorry, Nick, I didn't know. Was it a bad breakup?" My voice was hoarse with pain and unshed tears. "She's the only girl I ever loved. What do you think?" "Damn, Nick, I'm sorry. Maybe I should just shut up?" "No." My breathing was returning to normal, though I still saw the world through a red mist of pain. "No, it's okay. I think... I think maybe I need to talk about it, though I sure as hell don't want to." "I'm a pretty good listener, I think." I sighed. "Can you handle crying? Because I don't think I can get through this without it." "Then that's what you need to do. Let's get to my place and you can tell me whatever you need to." "Thanks, Melanie." "Call me Mel." Mel's place turned out to be an efficiency with a kitchenette. She sat on the bed while I sat on the floor and talked. I talked for two hours, and when I was done, I had to excuse myself and go wash my face. When I came back in, Mel waved me over to the bed. I sat on the corner opposite her. She gave me a wry smile. "You can sit next to me. I don't bite, you know." I gave her a weary look. "Mel, why am I here, really?" "To help me study -" I cur her off. "Bullshit. If that were the case, we'd have been studying instead of you listening to me talk about my nonexistent love life. You didn't know I was alive before today. What's the real reason?" She hesitated. "You may not like this." "I already don't like it. Talk." She gave me a long searching look. "Can you keep a secret?" "If there's reason." "Oh, there's reason." Her eyes bored into mine. "Did you know I'm vice-president of Sigma Epsilon Chi?" "No, but then I don't know a lot about the Greek organizations on campus. Not my thing." "So you don't know what Sigma Eps is about?" "How many times do I have to say it? No." "Maybe this will explain." She flipped a cushion on the bed. On the reverse side were the Greek letters for Sigma Epsilon Chi. S E X I stared, then got up and headed for the door. "Nick, wait!" My voice was hoarse with rage. "Why? Haven't you done enough? You sit there while I bawl like a baby, then you pull this shit? What kind of idiot do you think I am?" "Nick, I'm sorry. But this isn't bullshit. It's real. Sit down and listen, then you can leave if you like." "I've heard enough." "I knew Sarah." That stopped me dead in my tracks. My voice was a thin whisper of grief when I spoke. "Mel, don't do this. Please." She went on as if I hadn't spoken. "I didn't know her well, just to talk to, you know? One day I saw her after she'd dropped you off at class, and we stood there talking for awhile. I asked her about you - you know, what did she see in you? You were such a geek back in high school." This was going to be bad. I could feel it coming, like a snake poised to strike, but I had to ask. "What did she say?" She faced me squarely. "She said you were the most decent, honest guy she'd ever met. That you'd seen her through some pretty bad times and you hadn't asked for anything in return." She bit her lip. "She said she loved you, Nick." That was it. I folded in half like a pocketknife, fell to my knees on the threadbare carpet and lost it again, great racking, whooping sobs that came from deep within. It hurt - my God, how it hurt! Skewer me through the guts and twist it, it would've felt better. Melanie came over to where I was, folded herself into some kind of modified Lotus position, and pulled me into her. My eyes were hot, dry and itchy and my voice a croak when I spoke again. "Why did you tell me that?" "Because it was the only way to get you to listen to me. Will you listen now?" I nodded, too wasted for further speech. "Let me see how to explain this... well, it's tough trying to balance keeping your grades up and having a love life. If you try to do both, one is going to suffer. Some people have great grades, but no social life, and others are always doing the party thing, but are never gonna graduate. That's where Sigma Eps is different." "I'm listening." "Okay, this is gonna sound weird, I guess, but our ladies kind of have a bunch of guys who are like, everybody's boyfriend. I mean, we share boyfriends. Or something like that." "So it's like an on-campus version of a swing club?" "No! Well, sorta." Her brow creased. "Look, it's like this. When one of the Sigma Eps girls needs a date, or just a roll in the hay, she calls one of our guys. He takes her to the dance, or a football game, or whatever, and afterward, she can get back to studying again, because it's not like it's a real relationship. Do you see?" "So basically, you have this stable of guys who provide for your sexual needs and occasionally take you out on dates." "No, it's not really dating, it's more like an escort service. If you have to go someplace where you need to show up with a partner, you call one of our guys, and he's your partner for the evening." "Okay, I think I understand." I heaved a deep sigh. "So why did I need to know?" "Because we want to sign you up." Stopped cold twice in a row. I looked hard at her, then around the room. I got up and started looking into corners, opening closets and cabinets, even the refrigerator. "Nick, what are you doing?" "Looking for Alan Funt." "I'm not kidding." "You have to be. I'm not wealthy or handsome or athletic or popular, and I'm as socially inept as they come. There's no reason to choose me as a sorority boytoy." "Actually, there are two reasons." "Okay, I'll bite. What are they?" "One, you're unattached. We won't be taking you away from someone else." "And the other?" "Sarah said you were terrific in bed." Stunned again. Sure as hell, my face was gonna freeze like that. "Okay, assuming you're telling the truth - you're going to take Sarah's word for it?" "Absolutely not! You have to prove it." And yet another shock to the system! "Mel, can you please just tell me everything so I can catch my friggin' breath?" She grinned. "Sorry. We tend to forget how this sounds to outsiders." She stood up, started pacing. "If you agree to try out, six of the sisters will have to recommend you for inclusion in our group of guys. They'll find out whether or not they like you by meeting you someday - usually pre-arranged - and having sex with you. Once you're approved, that's it. All the sisters will have access to your class schedule, so they'll know when you're available for - whatever they want. Oh, one thing I should ask you before we go any further. Do you have any problem with nudity?" "Could you be a bit more specific?" "We have an orgy three times a year. Some guys can't handle being naked around other guys. Do you have a problem with that?" "Not really. Anyone who's ever had PE has seen a bunch of naked guys." I paused. "You did say an orgy?" "Yes. The first one's on Halloween night" - she grinned - "and you get to help us design our costumes. We've heard about you and Halloween." "And the other two?" "Not determined yet. We're considering May Day for one of the others, but we have our hands full planning for Halloween." "I think I have to sit down." Mel sat on the bed, patted the space beside her. "Come on over and have a seat." I sat down heavily beside her. "This isn't some elaborate joke?" "Nope." "So what now?" "Come over here and kiss me." I turned and looked her full in the face. She was smiling, a gentle smile, warm and inviting, and I felt something in me melt when I saw it. She pulled me close, met my mouth with her own, our lips clinging, our tongues gently exploring. I sighed - a long heartfelt sigh - and kissed her deeply, my hands now gliding up her back, feeling her warmth beneath my palms. I stroked my fingers over the bare flesh of her stomach - God, I love belly buttons! - and Mel's was really cute. She moaned and stood up, sat back down on my lap, pulled herself tight against me. "This is better," she said with a smile. I kissed and licked her neck - "I agree." - and was rewarded with a moan. We sat there, just necking like a couple of teenagers. After a particularly intense tongue duel, she pulled away with a little gasp. "I'm sorry. Am I going too fast?" She stood up with a grin. "No way! No, I just want to get comfortable." With that she unsnapped and unzipped her jeans. "Why don't you do the same?" I watched as she unbuttoned her shirt. "You're sure you want to do this?" It fell away, revealing small but shapely breasts. She gave me a smile, warm and sympathetic, but a little sad somehow. "Nick - take off your clothes." I did as I was told, then turned to look at Mel. She had very long legs - "all the way up to her neck", is, I believe, the usual vernacular. Her stomach was as taut as a drum, decorated by that sexy little belly button. Her breasts were just about a handful each, topped with small but erect nipples. She looked me over as we sat on the bed. "Okay, Nick, to be fair to you, I need to know - how long has it been?" "Since Sarah?" "Since you last had sex. Sex with your hand doesn't count." I considered for a moment. "About four months" "Okay. At four months, it's not a sure thing, but to be safe, I think we should take the edge off first." I must have looked as baffled as I felt. "We need to make you cum, otherwise you might not last too long, and that's going to count against you." She lay down, turned on her side, stretched luxuriously like a jungle cat. "Roll over on your side, baby." I did, and she moved so that her face was just opposite my hard cock. She took me in her hand, stroked me loosely. "This time doesn't count - just cum whenever you feel like it." With that, she began to kiss my cock and balls - slowly, taking her time, licking occasionally, stroking me up and down. There was no sense of urgency as she rubbed my cock against her breasts, teased her nipples with the head. For my part, I kissed her taut belly, teasing her belly button with my tongue, running one hand up the outside of her leg, squeezing her tight ass. Her body was muscular, her skin soft. She smiled in approval, then took the head of my cock in her mouth as I cupped her mound, teased a finger between her lips. She was sucking just the head, swirling it with her tongue, humming slightly, and the vibration moved down my shaft, making me harder still. Her lips opened and I slipped one finger between them, not entering her, just parting them farther. She cupped my balls and squeezed gently, continuing to suck and lick my cock. I could feel her heat, her wetness, but I saw no reason to rush things, so I continued to play with just the outside of her pussy, just barely parting her wet folds. Licking one finger, I drew it down the inside of one swollen lip, bringing an appreciative moan from my partner. This time she took about an inch more into her mouth while her fingernails glided over my balls. I parted her legs farther and kissed her inner thighs, moving from left to right, licking slowly, languorously, moving upwards towards her center. She rubbed my cock against her nipples again, watching my reaction. My reaction was to slowly lick the length of one swollen lip, tasting her wetness for the first time. It was like a drug, addictive, and I fought to keep myself from moving in and attacking her pussy with my mouth. Instead, I licked the other lip just as slowly, making her moan softly again. She had a soft musky taste that inflamed my senses, made me want more. I drew my tongue between her folds, probing a bit deeper, and she took three-quarters of my cock into her mouth, now moving up and gown, and I knew it wouldn't be much longer before I came. It had been way too long since my cock had had any attention except for Hannah and her four sisters, and it was throbbing in her hot mouth. I gripped her ass to keep her tight against me and flicked my tongue against her clit. She gasped, and I did it again. With that, she plunged her mouth down my cock, taking the whole of it in her mouth till her lips were kissing my balls. I felt the warning tingle at the base of my balls and as I started to cum, I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy, tongue-fucking her hard and fast. She was just a second behind me and exploded all over my face as I filled her mouth with what felt like a four-month backlog of scalding-hot cum. She never lost her grip on my shaft, but milked me till I could cum no more; I wrapped my mouth over her clit and licked and sucked and raked it with my teeth; her legs wrapped around my head like a nutcracker and I ate her sweet pussy till the last shudder worked its way down her spine and spilled itself into my mouth. For a long moment, neither of us could move; our bodies were still humming with the overload from the amazing orgasm we'd shared. Mel was the first to move; she stretched her long lovely body over mine, fitting herself to me, and kissed me deeply, sharing the taste of our juices back and forth. She laid her head against my chest and smiled contentedly. I'm sure that my own expression must have been goofy in the extreme, for she laughed when she looked up and saw me. Her nakedness against mine felt so amazing, so erotic, so right - and a tiny piece of the pain that was always with me chipped away, disintegrated, was lost. When she raised her head again, it was to kiss me, slowly and thoroughly, invading my mouth with her welcome tongue, exploring every nook and then wrapping itself around my tongue. My heart was pulsing again, as though it had lain dormant for these last four months and was only now awakening to life. Mel wrapped her body around mine and smiled. "Rest up, Nicky. Next time's the real test and you'd better be at full strength." She smiled wickedly and dropped me a wink. "You're going to need it." Two hours later, we were still talking. "So, Nick - it seems like you've talked about Sarah a lot today. Who else have you been with - sexually, I mean?" I rolled onto my side to look her in the face. "Mel - you're my second." "Whaaat!?" "It's true." "Oh, shit." "That's a bad thing?" "It might be." She turned on her side to look at me, her eyes searching my face. "Look, Nick, different girls like different things, y'know?" "I'd no idea," I said dryly. "No, I mean, like - look, you said Sarah liked lots of foreplay, very gentle, right?" "Yeah, right. So?" "So all girls don't like it that way. Some want to be pushed down on their knees and have a cock shoved in their mouths, or pushed over the bed and fucked hard with very little foreplay." "Mel - I think I knew that much. Some women like it rougher than Sarah did. That's okay, I can handle that." "Really? Did you ever spank Sarah? Or did she ever spank you?" ""No, that wasn't her style." "Nick, you're going to be fucking a lot of women. You're going to have to adapt to their style, whatever it is. We have girls who like to be tied up and spanked. Some are going to want to tie you up and spank you. Girls who're into whips and chains. Girls who're into other girls, or who like threesomes with two guys. Some want you to shove your cock right down their throat, make them gag on it, while you're pulling their hair. Some of our girls are going to want to fuck your ass with a vibrator or a strap-on. We even have some who want to watch you get it on with another guy while they make themselves cum with a dildo. I mean, you don't have to cater to everyone, but the more styles you can adapt to, the better chance you have of getting into our stable and staying there." "Okay, relax, Mel. Just because I've never been exposed to a lot of this stuff doesn't mean I won't enjoy it. Getting it on with a guy - that might take a lot of adapting, and I might never be able to do it, but as for the rest - " I looked her in the eyes - "when I'm with a woman, I want to please her, to make her feel good. If a girl wants me to spank her and I can tell she's getting off on it, then I can do it. Being spanked or ass-fucked myself - that would be harder, probably, but if she's enjoying herself, well, that's what I'm after. Besides, if you were doing any REAL harm, it'd be all over campus in a heartbeat." "Some of our girls use whips. Can you deal with that?" "I don't know. I'll find out." I met her eyes again. "Mel, I'm still a virgin in a lot of ways. The only way I'll learn whether or not I'll like something is to give it a try. I'll try anything once, so long as it's not actually illegal." A slow grin was spreading over her face. "Ooooh, you are going to be fun to play with!" I smiled right back. "Yes, I think I will be." "And modest, too!" "I'm told confidence is one of the sexiest things about a person, male or female. Well, not arrogance - 'I'm God's gift to women", that kind of thing - that's a turn-off. I know some girls with really sensational bodies who are so full of themselves that they seldom date the same guy twice - and it's not by choice. I'm sure you know guys like that." She rolled her eyes. "Everyone knows guys like that. Girls, too." "Sarah told you I was good in bed. That's a point in my favor, because she was a hell of a lover - and while you and I haven't done much together yet, it seemed like you were enjoying yourself back there." Sigma Epsilon Chi Ch. 01 "Oh, yeah!" "So I'm going to be the best lover I can be, for you and anyone else that decides to test-drive me, and I'm going to assume I'm going to be good enough to get in and stay in, experience or not." "Okay, stud," she grinned. "Come over here and show me what you're made of." "Your wish is my command," I grinned. I pulled her into my arms, feeling her warmth against me, her palm-size breasts against my chest, pricking me with her hard nipples. I kissed her, slowly and deeply, while my hands glided all over her warm curves. I was a little rough now and then - biting her throat hard, pinching and twisting a nipple hard enough to make her yelp - just for the sake of variety. Mostly, though, I teased, kissing... and kissing... and kissing... loving her mouth with mine, just because it felt good. We had all afternoon - all night, if we needed it; why be in a rush? I kissed her mouth, her cheeks, her eyelids; ran my tongue into her wet mouth, along her neck and shoulders, down her back. I caressed her small but sensitive tits, stroking and pinching her throbbing nipples. I cupped her sweet rounded ass, stroking, squeezing.... My lips found her breasts, licked and sucked her nipples, grazing them with my teeth. I licked and bit my way down her back; I kissed and bit her ass till she moaned, biting her lower lip. I parted her cheeks and snaked my tongue in between. I licked her asshole, loving the musky taste, let just the tip of tongue penetrate her there. Her toes curled and I pushed it farther into her ass, my tongue flickering like a snake's. One finger probed the wetness between her thighs, curling inside her to stroke her G-spot and she jerked against me, her breath hissing between her teeth. I stroked my hands down her long lean thighs, parting her slender legs, and I pushed my face tight into her pussy. Oh, God, I love to eat pussy...! This wasn't about getting into Sigma Eps' stable. This was about giving and receiving pleasure, seeing the look on her face, hearing her cries and moans and gasps, feeling the tiny shudders wrack her body. And she tasted so damn good...! Like a gourmet hot chocolate (I don't drink wine), hot and sweet, a taste to overpower the mind and drown the senses... I could have eaten her all night long, kept her coming back to the edge, over and over, and part of me wanted to; but the other part wanted to do this again, and teasing alone wasn't going to cut it. So I gently finger-fucked her while I ate her out - first one finger - then another. I licked her clit, so slowly... dragging nearly the full length of my tongue over it before teasing it mercilessly with just the tip. She was jerking, moaning, twitching, her sweet sexy body in total synch with my fingers and mouth. I eased my fingers out of her pussy so I could attack it with my mouth, licking and sucking frantically. Her back arched and she was squeezing her breasts hard, twisting her nipples. I stopped being gentle and tongue-fucked her hard and fast. Her voice became a high, keening wail and as I sensed her climax approaching, I slipped my middle finger deep into her tight ass. Her eyes opened wide, she took in a hard breath and screamed and screamed and screamed, her juices drenching my face, and I swallowed every gush - not least because I didn't want to drown! I worked her pussy and clit with my mouth and her ass with my finger until her convulsions eased; then I slowly eased my finger out of her and kissed her thighs until she purred.... I came up to lie beside her again, gathered her into my arms and kissed her, letting her taste herself on my lips. Her kisses were like liquid fire and she held me tight against her glorious soft nakedness. My cock was throbbing between us as she nipped at my neck, but I was content to wait until she was ready for more. Good things come to those who wait.... Fortunately for my libido, I didn't have to wait long. Mel slithered a hand between us and curled her fingers gently around my hardness. She gave me a firm squeeze, then began stroking me loosely, just with her fingers. Her hand was so soft, and it felt soooo good...! I raised an internal eyebrow when I realized that Mel knew how to tease, too! She uncoiled her body from mine and used both hands on me now - one stroking my cock, the other my balls. It was slow, unhurried... amazingly sensual. She kissed me, cock and balls, not using her tongue, only her lips... she took a handful of her hair and stroked me with it, so gently.... She took my cock in her hand, stroked it against her breasts, her hard nipples and I throbbed and pulsed with every caress. Finally she lowered her mouth to my cock and began to lick. From the base to the head, kissing and licking... circling the head with her tongue, over and over... taking just the head between her lips and sucking lightly. It was wonderful and sexy and utterly maddening. It took all the restraint I had to keep myself in check. I wanted to take her face between my hands, push my cock into her mouth balls-deep and fuck her mouth until I erupted down her throat. She would have let me, too, and thoroughly enjoyed it - but it wouldn't have said much for my patience or endurance - so I lay back instead and enjoyed all the wonderful things Mel was doing to me. When she finally took me fully into her mouth, it was incredible - so wet and slippery and hot, and she controlled every shiver and shudder and spasm of my cock. Her hands were cupping my balls between them, and she was using only her mouth on my throbbing shaft. She sucked me deeply, licked me like an ice cream cone, teased me with hot little darts of her tongue. She licked and sucked my balls, kissed them, slowly swiped her tongue against the perineum, trying my endurance. One finger found its way between my ass cheeks and she teased me there, just pushing gently. She told me to lie on my stomach and then she lay on top of me and slowly slid the full length of her body down mine. She pushed my legs apart and stroked my cock while she licked and sucked my balls, one finger playing with my ass again. Then she kissed her way up my back, rubbing her breasts against me on the way and leaned over to whisper in my ear. "I want you to cum now, Nicky." Her tongue licked behind my ear, her voice was a silken purr. "You've shown me you can hold back; now I want you to give me everything you have." She kissed her way back down my back again - stopping to bite my ass, hard! I yelped and when I turned, she gave me an impish grin. "Turn over." I turned onto my back and she knelt between my legs. Again she took my balls between her cupped palms. She licked them gently, sucked one into her mouth and circled it with her tongue; then she did the same with the other. There are no words to describe how sensitive my cock was now, or how hard I was. It was like my previous orgasm had only been a rehearsal, and that I still had four months' worth of pent-up lust to work through. Her tongue licked a trail of fire up my pulsing shaft till it reached the purple head. She gave me a crooked grin. "Cum for me, Nicky." Then she took me deep, deeper than she'd taken me before. She licked and sucked and bit, slammed me into her slippery throat again and again and again, swallowing my cock, and I erupted like a fire hose, cumming and cumming and cumming, filling her mouth till she couldn't swallow it all. She took everything I had to give, draining me into her mouth, her throat, and when she had taken it all, she let me slip from her mouth. Cum ran from the corners of her mouth, decorated the inner surface of her lips and she gave me a wicked smile. She crawled up on top of me and gave me a deep kiss, giving me a taste of my juices, and I cleaned her lips with my tongue, wrapped it around hers and our lips remained locked until not a drop remained. She licked a finger and drew two hash marks in the air. "Two out of three, lover," she said happily. "One more and I sign off on your membership, and you've got your first sponsor." "But before you do that, you're going to need some rest. Let's grab a quick nap, and when we get up, we can complete your testing." I woke when Mel's lips brushed mine. I looked up and she was smiling above me. I pulled her face down to mine again and kissed her thoroughly for a good long time. "Damn, Nick," she said. "You sure love to kiss." "Late bloomer," I said, grinning. "I went through high school and half of college without ever kissing anyone, and now I'm just making up for lost time." "Mmmmmm," she smiled. "I think I'd like to spend some night just necking with you until I'm crazy to fuck you, and then I'd just shag your ass off" - she grinned wickedly - "but that's another night." She gave me that slightly sad smile again. "I want to fuck you now, Nicky. This test is simple; you fuck me, and you make me cum as many times as you can before you do. No rest periods, no vibrators, no dildos, no fingers - just your cock. You're allowed a couple of position changes, but you have to get back inside me as quick as possible." She produced a tube of lube. "A little extra lube to make sure I stay nice and slick for you the whole time, and I'm ready whenever you are." I watched her squeeze a little lube onto her fingers and I watched as she spread her legs wide and slipped them deep into her pussy. She gave a tiny shiver at the chill of the lube, but then she began to finger-fuck herself slowly, smiling at me, letting me watch. My cock was hard as steel and I watched as she did it again with more lube; this time, as her fingers left her lovely cunt, she dragged the tip of one finger over her clit. I watched her circle the stiffened nub, lubing it well, her eyes half-closed, moaning quietly. Then she looked and her eyes met mine. Her legs were still spread wide and I feasted my eyes on their length, and on the treasure between them. "Missionary okay to start with?," she asked and I nodded. She held her legs apart with a hand on each ankle and I leaned in and kissed her softly, my tongue making love with hers. I backed up a bit. I wanted to eat her, but I wasn't sure if that would disqualify me; besides, if I made it into the Sigma Eps stable, I could eat her on a regular basis. The thought added another degree of hardness to my shaft. I came closer and lowered my hips to hers; my chest just brushed her nipples, and I slowly eased the full length of my dick into her wet pussy for the first time. It was amazing. Mel was silken steel, hot and slippery and tight. Her muscles clenched involuntarily as I slowly filled her, stopping just short of her cervix. I experienced an immediate tremor and held myself absolutely still as it shuddered through me. We played for awhile, me flexing my cock deliberately within her and her clenching down on it. It was bliss, and there was better to come. I began to fuck her slowly, pulling almost out and then giving her my full length with each thrust. I rotated my hips in tight circles, letting the head of my cock explore her depths as I pulled back. I pushed into her all the way again, my groin tight against hers, and I flexed within her again. I held it there, tight against her, within her as I kissed her mouth and squeezed her breasts. I rocked within her, moving just slightly, concentrating my mouth on her lips, her throat, her nipples, pinching them lightly, stretching them... rocking... rocking.... She was wetter now, her own hot juices mixing with the lube. Her hips writhed against me and she made little sounds deep in her throat. I wanted so badly to slam into her hard and fast, to give her pleasure and pain in the same thrust, but I wouldn't have lasted ten thrusts that way. So I pulled back an inch and then slid home again. Another inch, and back. Each time I pulled back farther, and each time I slid in deep. My cock was swollen so much it ached, and the head was grazing her cervix now. My lower lip was clamped beneath my teeth, hanging on to my control. Mel was moving her hips now, rolling them in circles, her long legs wrapping around my waist to pull me in deep and hold me tight. I picked up the pace a little and she responded enthusiastically, moaning and pulling me in faster, writhing her hips into me. I was pounding her cervix now, and her voice was hoarse and ragged as she moaned. I leaned back, still thrusting, and she used her arms to move forward with me... slowly... slowly... until she was on top of me. Mel must really have wanted me to make the "team" because she too was going slow, lifting almost off of me and then driving down hard. This position gave me better access to her breasts and I teased them, circling her nipples lightly with the palms of my hands until she clenched my hands tight around her tits, making me squeeze them hard. I twisted her nipples hard and she squealed, slamming down on my cock again - and she came, wailing. I grabbed her hips and stabbed upward, ramming hard into her softness, over and over, and she came again, her head thrown back in a soundless scream. I rocked gently beneath her as she came down, her breath sighing in and out.... After a moment, she leaned down (careful to keep my cock within her) and gave me her mouth. God... she kept her hips moving, taking me in and out at a nice regular pace, one that wasn't likely to cause me to explode prematurely, and I took advantage of the leisure to explore her mouth thoroughly with lips and tongue, my nails tickling down her back, squeezing her round ass, then lightly grazing them back up. I kissed and licked her throat, nipping occasionally, my fingers combing through the softness of her hair. Our hips never ceased moving, now thrusting in and out, now circling, now rocking... just enough to keep me hard. I teased her ass with the tips of my fingers, just dragging them gently over her skin, and she hitched in a breath. My mouth came back to hers and my hands went to her breasts, stretching her nipples just a bit... The softness of her pussy massaged my aching cock as she alternately clenched and released around me. I leaned in to whisper in her ear. "I think it's time for one of those position changes, don't you?" She nodded and waited for instructions. "Climb off me and lie flat, legs straight out." I moaned quietly as she lifted off my cock. It felt almost cold after the warmth of her snug pussy. "Raise your legs, straight up, like you're trying to make an L." She did as she was told and I moved in closer... I cupped her ass and lifted her to the proper level - then I slid into her deep, holding her legs up against my chest. I slid forward to fill her completely and I heard a tiny whimper come from her throat. I held her there, just for a moment, then began to fuck her slowly, deeply, giving her every inch with every thrust - pausing at the end of each thrust to let her feel the head of my swollen cock push against her cervix - then easing almost completely out, only to give her my length again. There was nothing wrong with my upper-body strength, so I could keep this up for a while.... My endurance was another matter, but I was going slow deliberately. Her pussy clamped down tight on my cock as I pulled back, as if reluctant to relinquish it... God, she was tight, and still horny as hell! Strangled groans were coming from both of us, and now, I think, there was no doubt - she wanted me to win this round, but she wasn't willing to just give me the victory - she wanted me to earn it. I talked to her (when I was capable of forming words), telling her how good she was, how sweet her pussy felt, how tight and wet and hot... I teased her mind while my cock teased her pussy and she purred - then I gripped her ass hard and drove into her, hard and fast, deep, deep... I felt her cum almost immediately, drenching my cock with her juices and I took her, hard and mercilessly. She was taking me hard, too, scissoring her legs around my waist to pull me in as deep as she could, demanding the best I could give her and not satisfied with less. She came again, and then again, her voice rising to a shriek. I froze inside her then, on the razor's edge of cumming myself. I held my breath as her pussy clamped and clenched on me, milked my cock and I groaned as I tried to hold it in. The moment froze and lengthened... and I just managed to hold it in by the skin of my teeth. I lowered her slowly, slipping back into her, holding my breath... I wasn't going to be able to hold back again; the next time was going to be the last time, so I breathed deep, did the multiplication tables, thought of England... and finally came back from the edge. Mel rocked till I took the hint and we rolled over onto our sides, still connected at the groin. "Mmmmm," she moaned. "You know I'm going to regret this in the morning." "That bad?" She snorted. "No, I'm going to be that sore! I love to fuck, but geez, Nick, I don't usually go at it this hard within this short a space of time! I like things to be a bit more leisurely under normal circumstances...." "Well, if I make it into the club, we can see how things go - under normal circumstances." "I think I'd like that... fuck, I'm getting sore already. I'm good for just about one more orgasm. You?" "I think I might be able to handle it... maybe." "Want to change position again?" "How do you feel about doggy-style?" "That's just my favorite position in the whole wide world!," she grinned. "Are you okay with cheating, just a bit?" Her eyes narrowed. "Cheating how?" "Call me crazy, but I don't see how it can do any harm to take just a little bit longer so we can use some more lube." She nodded vigorously. "OH, yeah! Don't get me wrong, lover, but I need more lube or I'm gonna really hurt tomorrow!" I smiled. "Want me to do the honors?" She winced. "Don't get me wrong, Nick, but you don't know where the soreness is." "You know, we could stop right now. We don't have to do it again." "But you haven 't cum yet!" "Sure I did - earlier, in your mouth. That's more than I've had in four months." She smiled. "That's sweet - but you know something? I'm not going to feel like this is over until I feel you cum in me. It makes it feel - I dunno, complete, you know?" I grinned. "Not like I'm gonna complain!" She slapped my ass with a mock-scowl. "Get your ass up and get me that lube!" Walking was an interesting proposition, but I made it and gave her the lube. She squirted a generous amount onto her fingers and began to carefully work it into her pussy, wincing now and again. For my part, I used some to lube up my cock. No such thing as too much lube.... When she was ready, Mel got on her hands and knees and winked over her shoulder at me. "Okay, partner, I'm ready. Get in the saddle and ride me hard!" "Yes, ma'am." I knee-walked over, feeling the strain in my thighs and eased my cock into her slippery cunt. I slid in easily on a cushion of lube and Mel gasped. I stopped, my cock throbbing, aching to cum. My earlier offer had been sincere, but I was just as glad she'd turned it down. We stayed like that till the sensitivity eased up a bit - then I gripped her hips and fucked her hard and fast, slamming her deep. She came immediately and I was right behind her, feeling a torrent of my juices gushing into her, filling her, dripping down her thighs... we fucked hard, like animals, disdaining the pain for the pleasure; we took everything the other had to give and worked to get more, more! Mel's pussy, sore or not, was like a strong slippery hand, and it pulled and tugged and squeezed until it felt like I wouldn't be able to cum again for another four months...! When we came back to ourselves, we were wrapped around each other any old way and my face was wet with tears. There was a tremulous smile on her face, something besides the results of a good, or even great orgasm. Sigma Epsilon Chi Ch. 01 That was the first night - but not the last - that she slept in my arms...the beginning of my return to the human race... and my introduction to the wild women of Sigma Eps. Sigma Epsilon Chi Ch. 02 Chapter 02: Karen Mel and I had slept together about once a week since the night she'd signed off on my membership in Sigma Eps' boytoy corps. This was the third week since it happened, and although we'd talked about it, I hadn't been contacted for my next "test". It didn't really bother me. Nice as it might have been to be part of a group that got to fuck the lust-crazed sisters of Sigma Eps, I was grateful for Mel's presence in my bed, and I saw little point in being pushy. She woke me that morning with a kiss. I cracked open one eye to see that she was already dressed in her usual painted-on jeans and a crop-top. She grinned and kissed me again. "I'm off, lover. I'll talk to you later today, or maybe tonight." I grunted out a goodbye, my voice thick with sleep, and fell back as she let herself out. Fifteen minutes later, the alarm went off. I called down the wrath of Heaven on the infernal machine, but got out of bed and grabbed a quick shower. Ten minutes later, feeling a bit more human, I got dressed and grabbed my books, thinking to grab some breakfast at the Student Union before my first class. It was while I was unenthusiastically consuming the alleged Western omelet on my plate that I noticed a piece of paper poking from between the pages of my History book. I pulled it out and found that it was a small envelope, and inside it was a folded piece of paper. Nick - Sigma Epsilon Chi Ch. 02 "Again." "My ass is yours, Mistress!" "YES!" I heard her breath hissing between her teeth. "Open your mouth, slut." I obeyed without thinking and Mel filled my mouth again. They fucked me hard, front and back, no resistance now, only acceptance. With my surrender came a feeling of pleasure that was only partly a pleasure of the flesh, though I'd never have expected I could enjoy having my ass fucked. Karen kept one hand fisted in my hair and with each lunge forward, she shoved Mel's strap-on down my unresisting throat. I took all they gave, hearing them moaning with approaching orgasm. Mel went off first and Karen came less than a minute later, slamming my ass hard, her rhythm shot to hell, writhing and screaming... For a moment they rested, still impaling me; then they pulled out of me, almost in unison. My throat was dry and sore, my ass aching. Mel removed the blindfold and got me a glass of water. I drank thirstily and for a moment we all lay there, catching our breath. Ten minutes later, Karen got to her feet and crooked a finger at Melanie. Mel got up and joined Karen. "All right, slut, the next part of the test is easy. All you have to do is not move." "Karen," Mel said mildly, "that's not terribly informative. You want him to fail because you cheated?" Karen drew up haughtily. "I was going to tell him. Don't be such a bitch." "Well, you'd better tell him soon. I can't wait too much longer." "Hussy." Karen turned back to face me. "It's easy, slut. Melanie and I are going to eat some pussy - and you're going to watch. You keep your hands off yourself, and you pass. You touch yourself - anywhere, for any reason - and you fail. Clear enough?" "Yes, Mistress." Clear enough, sure. Easy? Oh, hell, no. Sure, I'd read about girls getting it on. The VCR was still in its infancy - at this point, only wealthy people owned one - so I'd never seen lesbian porn. The closest I'd ever come was looking at pictures in men's magazines, and those were considerably more restrained back in those days than they are now. But I wanted in in the worst way, so I'd give it my best shot - so to speak. I sat in an overstuffed armchair, and they moved to the floor. Mel and Karen made a great show of kissing and touching each other where I could watch, but I could tell it was genuine; these two were friends and lovers, not just officers of the sorority. Karen kissed Melanie as though she were trying to taste her soul, and Melanie responded with equal hunger. Their hands were equally as familiar with the other's body; that was obvious after just a minute. It took a minute or two for them to stop performing for my benefit, and then... have you ever watched when true lovers make love? You can see familiarity in the way they know just where and how to touch, how they can choose the proper moment to make their move; yet there's fire there, not cold ashes. Familiar and comfortable, yet forever new, and always exciting. The scent of their desire was intoxicating, making my mouth water. Mel ate Karen lovingly, her tongue lapping at her lover's lips, tasting her wetness; Karen's eyes had a feral gleam as Mel teased her slowly to the edge, then let her down a bit before taking her back up again, higher than before. She sucked at Karen's clit, flicking her tongue lightly over the stiffened nub, delicate as a butterfly's wings - then fast as a hummingbird's wings as Karen moaned and cried. A finger sought out her dripping cunt and she fingered her - tenderly, gently - while her tongue played the 1812 Overture on her clit. The look on her face was mischievous as she watched her lover writhe under her ministrations, but the look in her eyes was pure undiluted love, or something very close to it. Karen came screaming when Mel took her clit between her lips and sucked her hard while pounding her pussy with two fingers. Her orgasm lasted longer than the scream; she ran out of breath long before she stopped twitching. Mel came up to her then, wrapped herself around her, kissed her again and again. Fire was in her eyes and she molded her body to Karen's.... They'd been watching me while they made love and I'd passed - so far. I'd had to clamp my fingers to the armrests of the chair till I thought they'd punch through the fabric, but I hadn't touched my cock - which was a good eight-plus inches by now, and painfully hard. It was Karen's turn now, and she was ravenous. She attacked Mel's pussy like a shark in a feeding frenzy. Maybe it was because she'd had to wait for it, or maybe she was always like this; in either case, her tongue was stabbing into Mel's soaking-wet slit like she was reaching for her cervix with it. She held her hips tight against her face, licking and sucking, and I swear I didn't see her breathe for a full two minutes. Then she threw herself on Melanie and kissed her with equal avidity, her hands squeezing Mel's breasts. The sounds coming from Karen's throat were like nothing human; they were something primal - raw, uncomplicated sex given a voice. She licked and sucked and bit her way down Mel's slender body, making sounds like something out of The Exorcist. Mel was jerking and twitching under her lover's assault, thrashing and moaning as if her body were on autopilot. There was no thinking involved here - the thinking part of Melanie's brain had gone on temporary leave of absence, and her body had reverted to that same primal state. She stiffened as Karen drove her fingers, three of them, straight into her core and she screamed and screamed and screamed as she came uncontrollably, over and over and over again. Karen wasn't quite done. She pinched Mel's clit between finger and thumb and rubbed the pad of her thumb against it, hard, until Mel's eyes rolled up and she drenched Karen's fingers. God grant I never have to exercise such restraint ever again. I hadn't touched myself once, but I thought I was going to cum a few times nevertheless. The frenzy seemed to have abated; Karen and Melanie lay in each other's arms, speaking too softly for me to hear. Again, it was obvious that they were lovers in real life, that this wasn't just a performance for my benefit. My eyes grew moist as I thought that I might have had a love like this... but the past is past. They snuggled for maybe half an hour before Karen unwound her body from Mel's and came to stand before me. "That was impressive, slut. You didn't move once. I think you're going to be a worthy addition to our group - if you can pass my last test." I kept my face impassive, but I groaned inside. What the hell did she have in mind now? She smiled - the first smile she'd given me that I believed was genuine. "Fuck me till I cum, and I'll sign off on you." I reached to pull her close and kiss her, but she pushed me away. "No need for foreplay - I'm ready right now. Just fuck me." I evaded her and pulled her tight. My voice was a growl. "Who said this was for you?" Her mouth was hot and tasted of Mel. My hands roved over her curves and I ravaged her wet mouth with lips and tongue and teeth. She'd awakened my beast, by God, and I was going to give it full reign, whether she signed off on me or not. I smacked her ass once, hard, while I wrapped my tongue around hers and tugged, sucking.... I lowered my lips to her throat and licked and bit her till she snarled with impatience. My hands mauled her breasts, squeezing, twisting her nipples, pulling on them.... Finally I eased her back to the floor... I knelt in front of her, lifted her ass and shoved my cock hard into her dripping cunt. I held her hips and I pushed fully inside her. She shrieked as I took her pussy roughly, pounding into her ruthlessly. There was no gentleness in me right then, only lust - only the desire, the need to fuck her hard, make her scream. Make her cum, again and again, till I fucked the tension out of her and she lay content and purring next to me. So I held her legs tight against my chest and I slammed her pussy mercilessly, pounding into her like a jackhammer. That's when she came screaming, her hips jerking, her legs wrapping around my back, pulling me in deeper, deeper, vying for dominance even in the throes of orgasm. I roared and exploded in her, pumping my cum into her - again - again! - oh fuck! AGAIN! When I could breathe again, she was speaking. "...guessed you'd turn out like this? Fuck, Nick - maybe I should have seduced you in high school!" "Maybe you should," I agreed. "But I was such a fucking little prig back then - who knows? I might have been fool enough to turn you down!" "Yeah." She kissed me playfully, smiling. "Well, okay, you have my vote... what're you doing tomorrow night? I have some new toys I'd like to try out...." Sigma Epsilon Chi Ch. 03 Sigma Epsilon Chi - Marsha I was lying across the bed, boning up on Sociology for a test Friday, when I heard the sound of the lock. This wasn't terribly surprising, since Karen or Melanie had been dropping by pretty much every day since I'd signed up as a "mascot" for Sigma Epsilon Chi. Hell, on occasion they'd even dropped by together. But it promised to be damned inconvenient (I couldn't believe I was thinking that!) if they were showing up for some boytoy action right now. I had to study for this test! I looked up and whatever I was going to say died in my throat. It was Marsha. Oh, shit. Sigma Epsilon Chi Ch. 03 I rose from the bed, standing on my knees, and kissed her, giving her a taste of herself, and while our tongues wrestled, I squeezed her tits, pinched her swollen nipples, squeezed her round little ass. The temptation to be rougher was almost overwhelming, and I reined it in. When Marsha wanted rough sex, she'd let me know; until then, I would tease her to within an inch of her sanity. In time, she would beg me to slam my cock straight up inside her, to fuck her hard and fast, to fill her willing pussy with my juices, full to overflowing... and when she did, I would give her what she wanted, what I wanted so desperately myself. I wanted to feel the softness of her pussy gripping my cock, squeezing it, milking it dry.... And it was just then, with my tongue in her mouth, my fingers pinching her nipples, that she cracked. "FUCK ME!", she screamed as soon as I caught my breath. "Please! I need your cock in my pussy!" I untied her wrists - a simple slipknot - and she got on her knees, shoved that round little ass in the air, spread her legs wide. "God, give it to me, Nick! Shove that cock into my pussy and fuck me!" I knelt behind her, grabbed her hips, and sank my cock into her on the first thrust. I gave her a few slow thrusts to let her get accustomed to me, then I started fucking in earnest, slamming into her hard, and she rocked back to meet my every thrust. My balls smacked against her ass and I was on the ragged edge of my control. God, she was tight, and soaking wet to boot! Her cunt gripped my dick tightly, squeezing... I hung on to my control with teeth and toenails, hoping to get her off once more, just once more.... I was hammering into her hard, all restraint forgotten; either she would cum or she wouldn't, but I couldn't wait any longer.... I lost it, filling her pussy with a geyser of cum, and that must have been the trigger that set her off, for she shrieked - loud and long and unrestrained - and her pussy started squeezing hard, milking me of every drop. It was seeping out of her, dripping down her thighs, and the sight ignited something in me, and I came AGAIN, shooting another load inside her eager cunt. Her scream turned into something else - a roar, a bellow, something I can't classify - and she convulsed on my dick, cumming again.... We collapsed on the bed in a feverish tangle of arms and legs, kissing, groping....