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Jen's Sorority Ch. 01

By: suzie3w



My date with Brian gave me hope that some guys could please me, that sex wasn't always just about the guy's pleasure. Though it made the high school guys look even worse in comparison. I could hardly wait to get to college.

The time finally came. I packed up and moved in to my college dorm, ready for this new adventure. And I was planning on making it a very big adventure. I had two main priorities: do well with my studies, for I was a serious student; and get into my chosen sorority. This sorority was well known to go after the prettiest and sexiest girls on campus, and I wanted to be one of them. It was also rumored that they were very promiscuous. Okay, sluts was the word. That may have been true of some of them, but I didn't think it was true of them all. But if they got more than their share of sex, it sounded like a good fit for me.

Since my brother was starting his Junior year at the same school, he had told me a lot about it. He had also warned me about that sorority. He didn't want his little sister involved with the things he had heard about them, and he even had a little first hand experience with them. He had definite misgivings about me getting a bad reputation by just being a member of that sorority, but since that was what I wanted he gave in and even introduced me to a couple of the sisters early on. When the time came to pledge at least a few of the girls already knew me.

I felt like I was among the 'beautiful people' when I went to their first open house. Everyone looked lovely, and acted the same. The food and the drink were excellent, too. Yes, I certainly wanted to belong here. First class all the way. I was so excited when the time came and I was invited to pledge.

Our first order as pledges was - no panties. We were required to wear skirts or dresses, with no panties, pantyhose, or other coverings. The first couple of days it was too strange to explain. I had never gone commando before so I was very self-conscious. It also turned me on a lot being bare like that, especially when guys knew and made an effort to help themselves to a peek. Actually, the first two mornings were the worst. By the afternoons I had gotten somewhat accustomed to the feeling. And to being careful.

Toward the end of the week a sorority sister came to my room. I knew her, of course, but she introduced herself anyway, and said she would serve as my Big Sister during my pledge period. Her name was Nicole and she was a Senior.

"I will try to look out for you, help you in any way that I can, and answer any questions that may come up," she explained. "You can confide in me if there are problems or you screw up, and I will try to help. No guarantees, but I will try. And we can try to solve any problems before the other sisters need to know."

It sounded good. I listened and was very agreeable.

"A lot of pledging has to do with sex," she said, looking carefully at me. "This isn't because it's the most important part, but it is something society - and some of the girls - might have hang-ups about. We need to overcome those hang-ups. Make you feel more comfortable in awkward situations."

I smiled at her. "Like the no panties rule."

"Yes," she smiled back. "But a lot more than that. A lot worse. Or better, if you like it!" She had a big grin when she said that. "Are you shy about your body? Having other people see it? Prudish about sex?"

There were a couple more questions but my mind was beginning to spin. "Where was this all going?" I asked myself. And at the same time thoughts flashed through my mind of times I tried to tease boys - even my brother - to make them notice my body, get them excited. I never felt shy about it, usually wishing afterwards I had gone even further.

"No, not any more than most people," I answered her questions, then thought I sounded like I was blowing her off. More detail was perhaps needed. "I never thought of myself as shy. I've enjoyed guys chasing after me, wanting my body. I'm not saying I don't have any hang-ups, but I think I'm pretty well 'out there'.

Nicole looked at me, appraising me. "How has this week gone without wearing panties?"

I looked her in the eyes, contemplating my answer. "You said I can confide in you? I can say or think or do wrong things and it won't hurt my chances?"

"Absolutely," she answered. "We encourage it. It helps you get to know exactly how you will fit in."

"Okay," I began. "To be honest, I think it is hot. I mean, I wasn't used to it, but walking around bare-assed in front of everyone is quite a turn-on."

"That's how most of us feel", Nicole laughed. "And you worried about being honest? That wasn't even close to being edgy.

"Now," she continued, "Do you remember what we explained to all of you about the pledging process? About nudity, getting hurt, all of that sort of thing?"

Yes, I remembered. They made it pretty clear that there would be some nudity, some physical discomfort, pushing us to do things we probably hadn't done before. But they assured us that noone would get hurt. No injuries, etc. If there was any pain, it would be temporary. It seemed like it should sound comforting but it was actually a little scary, and my expression showed that as I answered her.

She laughed at me. "Hearing about it would sound worse than it is. At least after it's over you'll probably feel that way."

She paused, a noticeable silence falling over the room. "Well, okay, let's try it out and see how you do. Masturbate for me."

I stared at her. In shock. I must have heard her wrong. What the hell?

She repeated herself. "Jen, lift up your skirt and masturbate for me. Here. Now."

She sounded more authoritarian than like that comforting Big Sister. I had no idea what to do until my mind finally shouted at my hand to move. I lifted the edge of my skirt, pulling it upwards. Slowly, waiting for her to say that I hadn't heard right, or that she had just been joking. But that didn't happen. My hand reached my waist, but of course my pussy was still covered so I had to grab more material and pull it up higher, finally exposing my private parts to this near-stranger.

She was watching closely as I seemed to freeze again, so she said, "Good, Jen. Now spread your legs - go on, spread them - and masturbate just like you would if I wasn't here."

"But you are here!" I yelled silently to myself, even as I felt my legs part. Nicole smiled as she saw this, and my hand slowly moved between them and felt my slit. I moved my fingers along my pussy lips and thought, "She can't see if I keep my hand covering it up." But I knew that wouldn't work for long.

I played with myself until I felt moisture forming there. I was happy at that, at least my pussy was reacting normally. I kept my eyes focused intensely on Nicole, who was watching my hand and pussy, glancing occasionally at my face and smiling encouragement. I don't think I smiled back. 

I was relieved when I felt the first tingle in my pussy. It felt nice, but mostly I thought that I might get through this after all. Now wet, I slipped a finger into my hole. Oh, yes, that's nice.

I finger fucked myself for a while, beginning to lose focus on Nicole and paying more attention to myself. Eventually I withdrew my finger and moved it up to my clit. I moaned out loud as I touched my nub. Tingles were shooting more rapidly now. I moved my other hand to my crotch, sticking a new finger into my hole while I began to rub my clit faster. Time seemed to stand still as I forgot totally about having an audience and thought only of the electricity shooting from my crotch. Shoving my finger hard as far into my vagina as I could while furiously rubbing my clit, I began moaning continuously. Finally I yelled out as a huge orgasm overtook me. I fingered and rubbed for a while more. the orgasm being stronger and lasting longer than most of them I had in the past.

As I started to come down from my climax I suddenly realized Nicole was still there, still watching me. I tried to control myself and regain some modesty.

"That was great, Jen," she said softly. "Don't get shy now. That was a good lesson in exhibitionism, if you will. We want you to feel comfortable in all kinds of situations. You did fine."

"Comfortable?" I asked. Was that something I needed, to feel comfortable masturbating for strangers?

"Yes, you looked like you forgot all about me being here there at the end."

My expression showed she was right, even though I could not speak any more.

"Okay," she said. "Get cleaned up, and we will see you at the House on Saturday."

We hugged for a moment and she was gone. I started to get cleaned up, but instead found that I was still turned on. Perhaps moreso, thinking of what had just happened. I ended up masturbating again before getting cleaned up.

*****

The next day the first thing said - whispered actually - when I met another pledge was, "Did your Big Sister visit you?" 

And the answer was whispered, "Yes! Did you masturbate?"

Then usually together, with great big eyes, "Oh, my God! Right in front of her!"

Then both would giggle. It seemed everyone had gotten through the ordeal and now seemed to think it exciting. Hmmm, about what Nicole had told me, wasn't it?

When Saturday came we gathered at the House, wondering what could follow an act like that. Actually there were two girls who should have been there but didn't show up. No one said why, but we thought perhaps they could not handle the masturbation part. But now perhaps the worst was over. We had gotten through the most humiliating part. Right? No, that was not the case.

When the Pledge Mistress gathered us together we found out the masturbation scene was only the beginning. The first thing she asked was if any of us were virgins. I don't know what a virgin would be doing trying to join this Sorority, but now was the time to say it if we were. No one said a word.

"Okay," she continued. "Go into that room," she announced, "and undress. Everything. Nude. Then come out and go down the stairs to the Club Room."

Shock again. Naked? Walking naked in front of the other pledges as well as whatever Sisters were around? But if I could masturbate in front of Nicole, I thought I could parade around in front of all of these girls, if that's what they wanted.

We went into the room and stripped, trying not to look at each other, nobody saying a word. When done we hesitated, then looked around to see that everyone was ready and headed out. I was second. We left the room to a crowd of girls laughing and applauding our nakedness as we passed them. It seemed like every Sorority member was there. Were they cheering or jeering? I wasn't sure. I tried not to think too much, just get to those stairs!

The Club Room was downstairs in the basement. It was a private room, for members only. The main room was where visitors were greeted, parties were held, etc. A girl might take her guy upstairs to her room, but noone came down to the Club Room except sisters. And pledges, of course. Not that there were secrets, it was just private.

As we entered we were lined up in a single file. The first six of us went to the right, the other six to the left. There was a partition between the two sections, dividing the room but not quite making it two rooms.

Our Big Sisters met us there. They walked up and down the line, inspecting our naked bodies. They seemed to be enjoying this, but we weren't. The Pledge Mistress stood in between the two groups, able to see everyone. When we done being ogled, she told us to turn around. There were two sofas in front of us, each big enough for three of us to fit on. I assume the other section was the same.

"All right girls, step forward and kneel on the cushions. Hands on the back of the sofa," the Pledge Mistress told us. We followed orders, and we were cheek to cheek with each other. Especially the ones in the middle of the sofa, like I was.

The sofas sat in the middle of the room, with the Big Sisters walking in front and behind us. We kneeled there as they freely felt our skin. Backs and faces were stroked at first. Arms. Soon legs and asses. They began playing with our breasts, as our emotions ran from fright to excitement. What would happen next? We soon found out.

The Pledge Mistress ordered. "When your Big Sister tells you, lean down with your head on the back of the sofa."

Our breasts were felt up some more before we were told to lean forward. We did that, with a couple adjustments. It felt good to hide my face. but my ass was sticking out further. I felt a hand on my ass cheek, but unlike before, this time it moved toward my crack. It left my ass alone and moved onto my thigh, then onto my pussy. I managed to not make a sound, though I heard a few gasps from others.

"Spread your legs," someone said, and I think we all did. Our legs were spread as far as we could do it, now leg to leg with the girls next to us. 

I felt something cold now between my legs. It was not a hand, it was made of rubber or something. I couldn't tell what it was at first, but it felt almost good as it rubbed my labia, even reaching as far as my clit. I had just decided that it must be some kind of dildo when I heard gasps from a couple of girls, and one actually yelled out. This was just before I felt the tip of that dildo find my hole and push its way in.

"Uh!" I grunted. i couldn't help it. I had gotten a little moist down there, but I was not yet wet, and it hurt when it penetrated my hole. It was just inside me an inch or two, moving back and forth a little, and Nicole (I decided) twirled it a bit. I was frightened more than anything else, but in spite of it I was now becoming wet.

The Pledge MIstress's voice again. "If anyone lied about her virginity, we are about to make you truthful!"

Before I could comprehend exactly what that meant, I felt the dildo push swiftly up into me. I moaned, as did most everyone else, at the intrusion. It must have gone most of the way in. At least according to how my pussy measured dicks, it was nearly in as far as any had been. Fortunately it was not as thick as a normal dick (or my idea of a normal dick) so the pain was not bad. There was some pain, though. Not wet enough? Surprise? The speed at which that rubber phallus was plunged into me? At any rate, the pain soon subsided as Nicole moved it in and out, fucking me with her artificial cock. 

I was beginning to enjoy it. Again, I nearly forgot about being cheek to cheek with the other girls. I was entering a world where little existed beyond my pussy. The pleasure that was building up there took nearly all of my attention as Nicole was thrusting the dildo in and out with increasing force, then twisting it around for good measure. I became wetter and the pleasure increased. I couldn't help but let moans escape me now, and my hips began bucking back towards Nicole and her pretend cock. As I did this, she started thrusting harder, shoving it harder and harder into my pussy, the pressure building, my juices dripping, until finally I screamed out with release. 

My orgasm kept going while two other girls began theirs. At least one girl had beaten me to an orgasm, and by the time I finished mine completely the others had reached their climaxes. All but one. I knew because several voices began quietly encouraging one girl.

"Come on, Chelsi," a voice said. 

"You can do it." 

"Cum for us."

Chelsi was groaning, "Uh, uh, uh," with each thrust, sounding like she was really working at it, trying to get that elusive release, until finally, with a screaming "AHHH!" she collapsed from exertion and nearly fell off the sofa. 

A minute later, as we were trying to hide our embarrassment and waiting for what new degradation we would be put through, we heard the Pledge Mistress speak again.

"Thank you, ladies. You did well. I hope it was as good for you as it was for us. In the room with your clothes you will find towels which you can use to clean up, then join us us for drinks in the main room."

At the time that seemed like the biggest shock of all. After the humiliation I had just gone through of being fucked by my Big Sister alongside these other girls, now I was to go into a room and socialize with them and others, all knowing what had just happened to me? I couldn't imagine it.

We were led single file again, this time up the stairs, and again past a large group of Sisters howling and applauding. Our naked, sweaty bodies, disheveled hair, pussies leaking down our legs, all in a row as we finally found refuge in the smaller room, just the 12 of us.

"Oh, my God," was the main conversation for the first few minutes. Then a little more, such as, "Can you believe that?" and "I never could have imagined."

Eventually, though, comments turned more positive. "That was amazing," Incredible," and even, "I was so turned on." Again, a humiliating experience seemed to quickly turn into a sexy adventure.

It was still hard to walk out that door into a crowd of near strangers who knew the depravity that you had just committed. Or actually, been committed on us. Either way, it was humiliating. That soon passed, though, as several congratulations were made and then all seemed to be forgotten as we drank, laughed, and partied into the night. 

Jen's Sorority Ch. 02



(I put this in the category Exhibitionist & Voyeur, but it could also be in Group Sex or even Lesbian. I hope you enjoy this short submission.)



The next time the pledges all got together we were a little nervous at what they had in store for us. We had pretty much gotten used to the no panties rule, and had overcome the humiliations they had put us through. Were they done? Or would there be more? Surprising to myself, I found myself almost hoping there would be more.

As we gathered in the Main Room, drinking and eating with the Sisters, we were feeling at ease. We almost felt like we were Sisters ourselves. We belonged there. Then it came to an end.

"Let's have all the Pledges gather in the middle of the room." It was the Pledge Mistress.

The Sisters toward the middle of the room stepped away, leaving the middle empty until we found our way into it. We stood there looking at each other, embarrassed just thinking of what might happen, glancing at the Sisters, afraid of what might happen next. Then it did happen.

"Okay, ladies," ordered the Pledge Mistress, "form a circle please." After we did, she continued. "Remove your skirts."

"Oh, God," went through my head, and probably the others as well. Most of us wore a blouse and skirt, and the skirts quickly dropped to the floor and were taken out of the way. We stood there naked from the waist down, though a lot was covered up by our shirttails. However, most of the attention was given to the three girls who had worn dresses. They wanted to ask what they should do, but thought better of it. They fumbled with their dresses while hoping someone would save them, but figuring out that the only course of action was to remove the entire dress. That left the three of them standing completely exposed in front of everyone except for their bras. And one girl, unfortunately for her, chose not to wear a bra that day.

We were told to sit down, and then told to sit cross legged. This was bad for the former dress wearers, as their knees were spread, ankles crossed, leaving their pussies spread wide open for all to see. The rest of us were protected by the blouses hanging down.

The Pledge Mistress continued. "I believe you have all done this before, showing off for your Big Sisters. Now you can show off for the rest of us. Ladies, please begin to masturbate."

My stomach sank. Not this! I would rather be fucked by that dildo again. At least then it was someone doing it to me, not me doing it to myself. But like a good girl, (I wasn't feeling very 'good') my hand slid under my shirttail and began playing with my slit. We were in a small circle surrounded by the others, so it was easy for everyone to see whatever they wanted to see. Most people were looking at the three girls who had worn dresses, as their pussies were exposed with everyone watching them playing with themselves. I felt lucky as my blouse still covered most of my activity. In fact, I relaxed a bit and began to just enjoy the moist pussy between my legs.That is, until the voice rang out again.

"I want every girl to reach over to the right. Put your hand on the crotch of the girl to your right. Rub her pussy until she cums."

"What the fuck?" I thought to myself. Now I had to masturbate another girl? I had never had any experience with a girl, and this seemed like a bad time to start. But what choice did I have? While I debated with myself for a couple of moments, I felt a hand reach into my crotch and a finger immediately slid between the folds of my labia. I was shocked - and excited. It felt good. Just like a guy's finger, only smoother, gentler. Nicer.

My mind snapped back after a few seconds, realizing that I had not done as I was told. Quickly I reached over with my right hand and slid it between Andrea's legs. Oh, what a weird feeling. I felt her pussy lips, soft, warm, and moist. My finger slid between her labia and was almost sucked in. I felt it slide into her hole without my even trying. What a nice feeling it was. Somehow it seemed so much different than playing with my own pussy.

Adjusting to my new position, I leaned over toward Andrea to reach her better, while my legs straightened out toward whoever was on my left with her fingers in my pussy. My legs had spread further apart. I found myself loving those fingers as they played with my lips and inside my hole. I thrust my hips up sharply when she touched my clit. Then again. And again. Then she left it alone to concentrate on shoving her fingers deep inside me. Oh, there were two fingers, I think, inside me, and she was curling her fingers to stretch and rub my vaginal walls, She has done this before, I thought.

I had almost forgotten about Andrea, though my fingers had automatically kept rubbing her pussy both inside and out. Now I tried to turn my attention back to her and attacked her. Okay, two fingers inside her and twirl them around, just like in mine. And her clit. Rub it. Fast. Faster. It felt big, I managed to get it between two fingers and pinch it before it slid out of my grasp. Andrea gasped loudly, drawing attention. I repeated this process to her large, sensitive clit, squeezing it over and over as she was driven wild. She screamed out wildly as her orgasm racked her body, flopping around embarrassingly but drawing some oohs and ahhs from some of the spectators.

That left me free to concentrate on myself. I was leaking like a fountain by now, as moans and groans were heard from all over the room. Was I the last to cum? No, I doubted it. I thrust my hips more, impaling myself on her fingers. It felt like my body wanted to explode but couldn't quite reach the edge. I pumped harder. I felt the fingers curling inside me, touching a tender spot, rubbing on it. "Oh, God! My G-spot," I thought as my orgasm exploded through me. No thoughts of modesty were possible as I moaned and writhed on the floor. 

Moments later I regained some control, and tried to compose myself while my body still was suffering small orgasms. I laid there on the floor with the other girls, while three or four of them were still going at it. I wondered what would happen if someone didn't climax. Would they put a stop to it if someone couldn't? That didn't happen, though, as the last ones were done soon enough. Alicia was the last one this time, by the way. There was a lot of comment as Chelsi was nearly the first one done this time around.

After we cleaned up, I was glad to hear that our next assignment would be more traditional. We were told we needed to screw some guys. And without an audience! Yeah!



Jen's Sorority Ch. 03



After the 'lesbian orgy,' as we came to call it, we were allowed to clean up, redress, and compose ourselves before we joined the others for more drinking. We really needed it now!

But surprisingly, I didn't feel nearly as self-conscious about what had happened as I had before. I had even more reason to, though, as I had done those actions myself - it wasn't inflicted upon me as when the dildo had been rammed up into me. Perhaps there was some truth to the idea that we would get used to a certain level of what I would have called depravity. It seemed to be a common feeling among the Pledges.

But after we got our drinks and the first round of 'congratulations for a job well done,' the Pledge Mistress was quick to give us our new assignments. We were tasked with having intercourse with three men. Not a bad assignment, at first. The kicker was that we had to have a picture to prove what we had done.

I groaned at the thought of that, but soon realized that this might be easier than the other things we had done so far. Oh, I couldn't decide if it was easier or harder as my mind raced from one to the other.

It seemed that the girls who had a boyfriend had an advantage. They had a built-in guy for their first 'conquest.' What boyfriend would not do that for their girl? I laughed when I thought that many of them had probably wanted to have pictures and had been refused by the girls. Or not. But then, these same girls had to explain to their guys that they had to go have sex with other men, and even get pictures of if for others to look at. Maybe I was better off without a boyfriend for this assignment after all.

My first thought for this was Brian. I had already fucked him when I visited last year, (see Prologue) and I felt sure he would like to do it again. I wasn't sure about getting a picture of it, but thought he would be more willing than some others.

For the other two people, I had no ideas. Sure, I had guys wanting to date me. Absolutely. If I was hot enough to pledge this Sorority, you can bet I attracted a lot of guys. I had been out on a few dates since I had been at the university, and most had ended up having to fend off their advances. So I assumed I could get this assignment done with no problems. That is, except for the embarrassment of asking for a picture of their genitals! Some of the girls discussed taking a picture without the guy's knowledge, but that didn't seem right to me. Nor very easy to do.

So I gave Brian a call. We had seen each other a few times since I had started classes. We even had a semi-date, where I went with him to some science department function. It was in the afternoon, lasted only a couple hours, but I was glad to do it. He said it gave him a little more stature to be seen with such a hot girl. He was such a nice guy, but we were clear that we were friends, not a romantic couple.

Brian was happy to agree to a date with me. He suggested a nice dinner off campus and a play. I said just a dinner might be better, then perhaps just some alone time to relive old times. I was thinking of reliving the sex from old times, but didn't tell him that. 

I dressed very nicely for the evening. Sexy but a bit understated, and we had a great time. The restaurant was a good choice - not elegant, but extremely nice. We met two of his professors there. I was beginning to think that he only took me to places where he would see people he knew. But I didn't mind at all. Since I was using him I couldn't have complained if I had wanted to.

During dinner he mentioned that his roommate was away for the weekend. I smiled a naughty little smile that embarrassed him. Yes, he probably told me that in case I would go back there with him, but wasn't thinking I would be thinking nasty thoughts just like he was. Or perhaps nastier. I planned on breaking the news about needing sex pictures on our way back to the dorm, but didn't . I didn't want to spoil his evening. So we went back to his dorm, and his room, knowing that sex was soon to follow.

Still the gentleman, he didn't act as if he expected me to put out. He had a bottle in his room so we had another drink while we sat on the bed and talked. (It was still the only comfortable place to sit.) We had been holding hands and continued to do so, and this escalated quickly with me leading the way. Though we had kissed down in the lobby, for the benefit of others who may see us, our kissing got serious here in the room. Brian surprised me a little when his hand found my breast before I had made a move on him. As I ran my hand over his shirt, he was unfastening my dress to get to my bare breast, which he did pretty easily. 

I broke off our kissing and held my dress up to just cover my breasts, which confused Brian at first. He caught on quickly when I got up and, remembering last time, got a towel and cracked open the door to slide it onto the doorknob. I heard a hoot from down the hall and a couple of loud comments I couldn't understand. The towel wasn't needed, as his roommate was gone, but Brian and I grinned, knowing that everyone on the floor would know that he had a girl in his room for the night.

By the time I returned to the bed Brian had finished removing his shirt. I stood in front of him with my breasts uncovered while he gazed at them. I swear his mouth watered. Then I pulled the dress down and let it fall to the floor. He seemed surprised to see that I did not wear panties. I stepped out of the dress and climbed naked onto his lap. I kissed him hard for a moment, then pulled his head into my chest to allow him to feast on my breast. He licked and sucked voraciously, sending chills throughout my body. 

Finally I pushed him back onto the bed, still straddling his lap, and his hands fell to my waist. Then to my my thighs. I moaned as he softly stroked the soft flesh inside my thighs. I though of climbing onto his face and making him eat my pussy. I had never done that, and didn't think Brian was the right one to start with. But my thoughts did lead me part way as I turned around, straddling him facing the other direction so that I could unfasten his pants and strip them off. Before I could finish that job, however, his hands pulled me backwards, finally placing my pussy right over his mouth.

I groaned loudly as his mouth and tongue found my slit and began to suck on it. His tongue worked its way in between my folds, licking the length of my labia, then pausing to suck again. Where did he learn to cause these feelings deep inside me? I struggled to focus on getting his pants off. All I could do was lower them halfway to his knees, but at least his dick was standing tall and proud. I leaned down and gobbled half of it in one gulp, then began my own sucking. 

He even held my pussy lips apart so that his tongue could reach my inner labia and enter my hole easier. He was driving me wild. When his finger slid up to find my clit I almost bit his penis. Wow, I was going to cum if he kept this up. And he did. I withdrew his cock from my mouth and pumped it with my hand. Moaning, trying to say words that made sense, he drove me over the brink. Screaming out, my body convulsed with orgasm, shooting from my pussy to my finger tips. 

As soon as I could I spun around again. Sitting up straight, I reached between my legs and found his erection behind me, guiding it to my slit. Settling its head into my hole, I looked Brian straight in the eye as I sank my body down onto his shaft. His eyes got bigger the further down I sank. I must have had most of him in me when I rose up a few inches, then plunged downward, taking his whole shaft inside me. Both of our eyes bugged out with this one. I rose up again, plunging down onto him again, then repeated this, impaling myself over and over.

I had never had sex in this position, and I loved it. I could control the depth he was in me, the speed his cock plunged into me, and even the angle that he hit me. I moved my hips sightly so that his cock pushed everywhere along my walls. I felt it push against my G-spot and nearly came again, but then avoided it. I would save that for when he was ready to shoot.

That happened sooner than I expected. His hips also had some control over the fucking, and he was pushing them hard into the air. Well, pushing his cock hard into me, actually. He was panting. I felt like he was close.

"Yes, Brian, fuck me! Fuck me! Cum for me!" I nearly shouted. 

Perhaps I shouted louder than normal, as I thought of guys in the hall hearing what this young stud could do to a girl. But most of it was very, very, genuine as his cock was driving me wild. 

As his panting changed to moaning and his hips thrust harder but less often, I felt his cock grow inside me. This is it, I told myself, and remembered to guide his shaft towards my G-spot again. We both found release within seconds of each other, and both yelling out for real in our lust. Finally collapsing on top of him, my orgasm kept going, and my nerves were tingling in my fingertip and scalp for quite a while. As my pussy had little convulsions, it caused a reaction in his cock, which was still lodged deep inside me. This was the longest cock I had had, though not quite as thick, and I enjoyed feeling it deep inside. It didn't seem to be getting soft very quickly.

We finally got our breath, and I eventually rolled off him, pulling his dick out of me and releasing a flood of combined juices onto his stomach and his bed. He didn't seem to mind. We lay there, cuddling, close, in the afterglow of great sex. My mind fluttered from place to place for a while, but eventually settled on the subject of photographing sex - the real reason that I had asked for this date. I felt that I had to be honest with him, though I was afraid he might be mad, or worse. Perhaps he would not want another date with me. That thought surprised me, as I hadn't realized that I wanted another date with him. I suppose the sex was too good to give up completely.

I lay there curled up beside him, my head on his chest and my hand wrapped around his shaft. It had never gone completely soft, and I stroked it slowly.

"Brian, I have something to tell you," I began. "For my sorority initiation, I have to have sex with someone, and..." I hesitated. "Take a picture."

I held my breath as I waited to see if he was going to be mad or what.

'Oh, really? It's really true then?"

He saw that I was confused.

"I heard something about a sorority that made their Pledges have sex, but didn't think it was true. Is that yours?"

That simple question struck a nerve in me. It made me feel cheap, and he didn't even know everything.

"So, are you - mad? Upset?"

"Are you kidding?" he asked. "I think it's cool. Well, at least it is since you picked me to have sex with."

Okay, I wasn't going to tell him that he was only one of three. "So, you don't mind if I take a picture? Of us? You? Your... penis?"

He looked surprised for a moment, then said, "Yeah, okay. Do you need my face?"

They hadn't said anything about needing faces in the pictures, so I said, "No."

"How do we do it?"

"Well," I said, suddenly realizing that I hadn't thought through the specifics. "I guess we do our crotches, like you're fucking me." I reached for my phone to take the picture.

"No," he said, and I panicked. "Not like we are fucking - while we are fucking."

I looked confused again, and he said, "If you get a picture of us fucking, then we should be fucking. Okay?"

His dick was twitching as he said this, and I readily agreed.

We took pictures as we fucked again. Though most were too blurry to use, I did get a couple good ones. More than that, I got two more orgasms as he lasted longer this time. The boys in the hall, if they were there, got some more fantasy material. Brian got a better reputation. And I got two more orgasms and a picture for my initiation. Everybody's happy. 



Jen's Sorority Ch. 04



The Sorority I was pledging had assigned us to fuck three guys, photographing it for proof. Brian was my first, an easy one since I had fucked him before. Now I had to decide who was going to be my second. 

Two guys from this one fraternity had asked me out, so when I heard that they were having a big blow-out at their house that weekend I thought I would go. I hadn't dated them but they seemed okay. If the rest of the frat was like them, maybe I could meet my next 'trophy.'

Three of us Pledges went together, safety in numbers and everything. None of us had been to that house before, but we all knew several of the brothers, and a few other people who were there. We were having a pretty good time for a while. We talked to some people and got hit on by quite a few guys, but no one that was too interesting. At least not yet.

The house got louder and rowdier as it got a little later and everyone got a little drunker. Some drugs were around too, but I wasn't interested in that. I started spending more time talking to this one guy named Tyler. He was pretty cute and I started thinking that he might be a good candidate for my picture gallery. In fact, since we were both pretty drunk, I thought maybe I could take care of that tonight. He was certainly willing, nearly attacking me there in the middle of the room.

So when he suggested we move off into one of the side rooms for a little more privacy, I agreed. I had declined to go up to his room, but I thought it was worth seeing if he might be worth it. 

We went into the room. It was the pool room, as in pool table. There were two other couples, each in a corner, kissing and groping each other. We ignored them and, leaning against the pool table, began kissing and groping each other. We did that for what seemed like a long time until he took me by the waist and lifted me up onto the pool table.

He kissed me again as I sat there, then his hands took my legs and spread them apart. He bent down, kissing my thighs and going quickly into my crotch.

"No panties," he said, looking up at me and smiling nastily.

He buried his mouth in my crotch, licking my slit. It didn't last long, though. Very quickly he pushed back onto the table and climbed on top of me. He kissed my lips (with my pussy juice on him), then began moving himself upward. His body slid over my head until I realized his naked penis was pointing right at me. When had he gotten that out of his pants?

If I hadn't been so wasted it wouldn't have gotten even this far, not here in public, let alone what would happen next. But as his penis pushed against my face, I opened my mouth to lick the head. I licked all around the head and then opened my mouth to let the shaft inside. I sucked on it and Tyler pushed more of it in.

He was mauling my breasts, and tore my blouse open. Whoops! No bra either. He liked that. He did seem to be having trouble trying to jam his dick into my mouth and play with my tits at the same time, so after a few minutes of this he pulled his dick out and moved off me.

I felt my skirt being pulled off me and looked down to see it happening. I lay there on the table completely naked as Tyler stripped his pants off. He pushed my legs apart and crawled on his knees in between them. His hand reached into my crotch and played with my pussy lips, sticking a finger into my hole. Then he grabbed my breasts with both hands and laid on me, his dick pushing into my crotch.

Reaching down with one hand, he guided his dick into my hole and pushed. It didn't hurt at all. In fact I hardly felt it. Was he that small or was I too drunk to tell? He grabbed my ass and lifted it up. He was now on his knees driving into me, and my ass was held in the air, only my shoulders and head on the table. It was feeling pretty good in my pussy, so I guessed that he wasn't that small after all.

As he began driving his dick harder into me, I at least could remember that I needed a picture. I couldn't ask permission to take one at this point, so I just asked for my skirt. My phone was in the pocket.

"Hey, Faraz," Tyler yelled. "Come here and give me that skirt there."

Someone gathered up my skirt, and Tyler said to him, "She wants a picture of us. Get her phone - in the pocket." He kept pumping into me the whole time.

We fucked while Faraz took a picture, and another. Then Tyler said, "Wait a second. Let's give her a better picture."

I didn't know what he meant, but I soon found out. There were a few other people nearby. I don't know if they were watching us or doing their own thing, but one guy joined us quickly when Tyler suggested he stick his dick in my mouth. The new guy climbed onto the table above me, dangled his cock down towards my mouth, and shoved it in. I hardly had it open, but the force of his dick pushing in opened it quickly.

I had never had two cocks in me at once, and I wasn't really a fan. The guy in my mouth was being very rough. I was having trouble breathing, and nearly gagged when he forced himself to the back of my throat. 

"Okay." Tyler said. "Her Sorority wants pictures of her fucking, so take some good glamour shots."

I had not told him about why I wanted a picture. He knew! I suddenly realized that he knew! And then I felt foolish. I shouldn't have been surprised. I should have suspected. Brian had heard about our initiation, and he was a science nerd. Surely these guys would know what was going in with us Sorority girls prowling around for people to fuck. They probably all knew!

As I saw the guy taking picture after picture I looked to see if anyone else was taking any. I was relieved to not see any, and thought he could take as many with my camera as he wanted. I could erase them. By that time I thought Tyler was getting close to cumming. He was getting erratic, and I felt his cock engorge, then blast inside of me. When he was done cumming, he stayed inside me, still holding me up, as he watched the new guy still fucking my mouth. 

I was worried that he might never cum. My mouth was sore, I was tired, worn out, and aware of others watching me be double teamed by these guys. i felt humiliated. It was with great relief when I felt the new guy begin shooting his load.

It shot down my throat, gagging me. I opened my mouth and turned sideways to try to breath. His cock slipped out of my mouth but it kept spurting. It shot onto my face, and as he grabbed hold of it he aimed it at my face as he pumped it dry. Eyes, cheeks, chin, all felt drenched with his cum. And I didn't even know his name.

Tyler was off me, so I was able to sit up. wipe off my mouth, and grab my skirt. I found my blouse laying nearby. I mumbled a question to a girl standing there, and she told me where the bathroom was. I walked numbly past more people and found the bathroom. Once inside I sat in a stall and broke down. It was several minutes before I could stop myself from crying.

It had been so humiliating. I had never had two guys like that, and didn't like it. Even when I tried I could not concentrate on the feelings in either my mouth or my pussy. And that didn't even count the audience. I was glad I was drunk, because even now I couldn't remember what faces I had seen watching me. 

Watching? Suddenly I remembered the phone. I grabbed it and looked at the pictures. Oh, now I felt even worse. They were disgusting. I didn't enjoy much porn, and even less when it was me. The only good thing was that I could delete all but one, but I wasn't about to decide that now. I had to pull myself together and get out of that house.

I left the restroom and met my friend in the large party room. Neither of us had seen the other girl we came with. We couldn't leave without her, but we both felt  like we needed to get outside. Luckily she was waiting for us on the porch. All of us had finished our assignments - that is, gotten fucked. One of us was fine, but two of us felt humiliated. We did not go into details with each other. We were just glad it was over.

*****

That was a traumatic night, and I had no interest in finding my third guy to fuck just now. A few days after that incident I was spending the night at the Sorority House. Each Pledge spent a few nights there in one of the guest rooms. I was surprised that this time I did not have any extra chores or indoctrination like the other two times I had been there. I was just told to get to bed early as I would be up early.

I was just getting comfortable in bed when three Sisters walked in.

"Are you awake?" one asked.

"Yeah, just getting settled in."

One of the girls opened the door and a few more girls came in.  I guessed I wasn't going to get settled in just yet. Then came the big surprise. A large, strange man walked in, dressed in nothing but a robe. I had never seen him before, and I didn't think he was a student. He looked like he was about 30 years old.

He stepped over to the side of the bed and looked down at me. I was still mostly laying down and did not have any idea what I should do. He reached down, took hold of the sheets, and pulled them completely off me. 

"Mike here is to help with your initiation," someone said. "Hopefully you will enjoy it. Try, anyhow."

Mike sat on the bed beside me and stroked my arm gently, saying, "Hi."

"Hi," I answered,  and felt foolish as soon as I said it. I don't know why. Perhaps I felt too nervous. Perhaps my voice sounded too nervous, like a little school girl or a virgin. I was neither of those, but I was nervous. What the Hell was I in for now?

"I think you'll like this." he said, quietly. "Most girls do."

So he was a regular at doing... whatever he was going to do. Well, I thought it can't be too bad if others had done it in the past. So I steeled my mind to accept whatever was going to happen.

About that time Mike seemed to get started as his hand went down my arm and slid over to my leg. Concentrating on my thigh, he stroked up and down it several times, each time getting further and further on the inside of my thigh as well as going higher and... OH! He brushed against my pussy. And again. And soon his finger stayed right there on my pussy. So far I was enjoying it!

 He had folded my nightgown neatly above my waist. He slid a finger up and down my slit, and with the other hand pushed my leg so that I was spread out for him. "And for all the girls standing here watching," I said silently. But I reminded myself that I was ready for anything. The Sorority was definitely breaking down my modesty. I could do anything!

My pussy was reacting. I could feel his fingers slide easily in the wetness. He explored the whole region, from my clit to my ass hole. That sent chills up my spine since no one had ever touched my ass hole before. I didn't think I would like it, so I was surprised at the pleasant sensation when he touched it and pressed in a little. I was happy that he did not enter it, though I knew he might before this was over.

"She has a nice pussy," I heard Mike say to someone. "Her lips are puffy. The inner ones are pushing out, see?" He slid a big, thick finger inside me a few inches. "And her hole is nice and wet. I think you have a good one here. This girl must like sex."

I have never been so embarrassed by a compliment before. I closed my eyes tightly so I could not see any of the girls' reactions to what he said. Or to what he was doing!

I felt a second finger push inside me. Oh, man! It was pretty tight, especially as he was pushing against the walls, as if stretching them out. His fingers curled and uncurled, trying to touch and stretch out every spot. I was breathing fast and shallow, and gasped each time his fingers pressed on my G-spot. I peaked out at him and saw him smile when that happened. He knew just what he was doing to me.

My eyes shot open as I felt a third finger force its way inside. His fingers were thick, and I was surprised I could hold three of them. I was sure that I had never had anything inside me that was as thick as he was stretching my pussy, because he still was pressing against the walls, pushing outwards. And though I was scared, and nervous, I was also leaking. I was so excited, and he was pleased.

He suddenly pulled his fingers out of my pussy, reached down and took hold of my arms. He lifted me up onto my knees as he stood up. Reaching down he took my nightgown and pulled it over my head. Suddenly I was naked in front of this complete stranger as well as a room full of girls. He gently lifted my chin upwards and placed two fingers on my lips. Then he traced around my face, over my cheek, around my ear - it felt good - and sexy. 

His other hand then found my breast. He stroked it, then began squeezing it and pinching my nipple. The other breast got a similar treatment. I was missing his fingers in my pussy, but I was enjoying this. My eyes were mostly closed again while I enjoyed the new sensation. I opened them slightly when I heard murmuring come from several of the girls. I didn't know what had happened that was different, but I got the feeling that something had. Then I saw it. His dick was erect and had found its way out of the folds of his robe. I gasped when I saw it. I had never seen anything like it.

I did not look at much porn. It didn't excite me much. But I had seen pictures of a couple very large dicks back in the dorm. A couple girls had them, and there was much conversation if they were real or if it was a photography trick. I thought they could not be real, because they were just too big. I didn't believe that they could really grow that big. Until now.

As I looked at Mike's dick, I thought those pictures might be real after all, though even looking at his I could not believe it could grow that thick. I couldn't tell the length yet, as it was sticking out of his robe, but the thickness was ridiculous. I suddenly realized that it was entirely likely that he was going to stick that thing right up inside me before long. I thought I would rather have a baseball bat stuck up there, because this dick looked thicker than a bat. I found that my mind was still debating whether it was real or not.

That was settled quickly when he untied his robe and let it slide down off his shoulders. A gasp was heard from the other girls when they saw his entire dick now, sticking straight out from his body, long and thick and looking mean. Holy shit! It probably looked even bigger to me than to some other girls, because I had not had a tremendous amount of experience. The dicks I had seen had been about the size I expected. Not all the same, but similar. But i had not been with a guy who had a dick much bigger than any of the others. Certainly none like this one.

His hand took mine and led it to his dick, wrapping my fingers around it. Partially around it, I mean. They couldn't possibly reach all the way around, nor could one hand cover close to half of the length. My hand looked smaller than normal when it was wrapped around his dick. His cock. This thing was too big to be called a dick.

Now with a hand on the back of my head he pulled me forward, towards his cock. I was having trouble breathing as I came closer to his monster. I felt like I would hyper-ventilate, and I told myself to breath steadily, don't get upset, whatever was going to happen had happened to others, so it must be okay. Just breathe.

"Kiss it," I heard Mike say. 

I did as he said, on the head, on the side, and I even licked over the end. But that was not enough.

I heard Mike's voice again. "Take it in your mouth."

You've got to be kidding. I have had dicks in my mouth. They were much smaller than this one, and even then there wasn't much extra room in there. This one would not fit.

But with my realization that others had done this before me, I opened my mouth and tried. My lips stretched around the head, my jaw felt like it was detaching, my lips tried to keep it wet so I would slide on it easier. I pushed my head onto the rod, sucking and trying for as much as I could manage. His hand on my head pushed as well. When I had gotten all I could take and my jaw was aching, begging for relief, I brought my hand up to mark the place I had been and pulled off. I was dismayed when I looked where my hand marked - I had just the head in my mouth, nothing of the shaft. Oh, shit, how big was this thing?

I heard some giggling as I gasped for air, and decided that I wasn't done. Perhaps a different approach would work. I opened wide and attacked his cock again. This time I did not try to take it in my mouth from the front. Rather, I wrapped my lips around as much as I could and traveled around the head and down a few inches of the shaft, licking and sucking and kissing as I went. I hoped that this give the effect of having more in my mouth than I actually could get. Mike seemed to appreciate the feelings he was getting, and none of the girls complained. 

"Yes, Sweetie, you are a good one," Mike said. "You are determined. I think you like it."

Actually, I did. I was enjoying it. I was excited. I could feel my pussy leaking. But then my mind would flash on the fact that I expected him to be shoving it inside me soon, and I got scared.

Then it happened. He pushed my head back and looked into my eyes. 

"Lay back," he said quietly, and I obeyed.

I was on my back while Mike held my legs. Then his hand moved up and grabbed a firm hold of my ass cheeks, lifting them up so I was level with his pole. Holding me with one beefy hand, he rubbed my slit again, feeling the moisture.

"She's dripping," he laughed.

He began fumbling with something. I could not tell what it was. My mind passed through a few scenarios - a dildo he was going to use on me, perhaps another person was involved, I didn't know. A girl was close to him, and he was doing something, but what? Then it hit me. I must have seen something, and my mind decided that he was putting on a condom. 

"Thank God." I said to myself. I didn't know what diseases this guy might have. I was sure that he has had sex with many, many girls. Hell, maybe boys, too! What did I know? I felt relieved that it was going to be okay now - until I remembered how big the thing was that was soon going to be inserted into my pussy. Ahh!!

He seemed to struggle a bit with the condom, but then all was ready. He guided his cock to my slit and rubbed it around, up and down, teasing me, making me hot, and getting himself lubed up. "For penetration!" I thought.

I felt that large head that I had licked settle itself at my entrance, It pushed in, and I opened up, but I knew I was not opened nearly enough. Then I felt Mike's fingers pulling at the side of my pussy, pulling the labia out away from his cock, making it easier for him to slide inside me.  I could feel that, and though no one else had done it, I knew that Mike knew what he was doing, and that it be easier that way. I actually felt comfortable, a faith in Mike that I would be okay in his hands.

Then I felt his cock pushing hard against my opening. Suddenly my faith in Mike disappeared. I felt pain as my pussy resisted the intruder. Mike lifted me up and down by my ass, wiggling my body so his cock could saw back and forth as it pushed forward. I could feel my pussy giving way, slowly and painfully, inch by inch. Probably more like half inch by half inch. Maybe less. For all the pressure and pain he didn't seem to be inside very far.

I could feel my walls stretching, my pussy tearing. I only hoped that it just felt like tearing, not actually doing it, but I didn't know. I had pretty much quit breathing all together, and I heard someone whimpering, often and sometimes loudly, not realizing at first that it was me. 

Then the forward pressure stopped. He pulled back just a little. I tried to imagine how far inside me he had gone, but I wasn't able to guess. He was spreading some more lube on him and me, and then he was at it again.




Jen's Sorority Ch. 04



"Here we go," he said with a grin as he took my ass in his hands again and began pushing.

He seemed to go in a little easier, and was making some progress. I was concentrating on trying to figure out just how far he was in. This kept me from concentrating on the pain. It did hurt, a lot, but it begun to ease a little. My entrance wasn't burning as much. Most of the pain seemed to be coming from deeper inside me, where his cock head was pushing into places where nothing had been before. 

Then I felt a very strange sensation. My breathing became quicker and shallower than ever. I felt what seemed like small electrical shots from clit, radiating out to the rest of my body, and I began to shudder. I was cumming! It was quite a surprise as I figured out what was happening to me. Mike quit pushing until I finished my convulsions, holding his shaft right where it was.

"Damn, this one is built for sex," I heard Mike say, just before he started pushing again.

It seemed to go easier after that. Perhaps it was just my mind feeling different. Or my body. I didn't know, but was glad when he started pulling out and pushing in. He did that a few times before I realized that he was indeed fucking me. The worst must be over, because he is fucking me, and it wasn't hurting nearly as much as before. As he went along, most of the pain had gone and I was actually beginning to enjoy it. At least a little.

He bent my knees back to my chest, then said, "Roll over."

It wasn't easy in that position, but between the two of us I did manage to roll over. My pussy hurt  a little more as he did not remove his cock from me. My pussy just turned over with it still inside, A sensation I seemed to enjoy even with the added pain. When I was over, I lay face down, on my elbows, and on my knees, and he began pushing himself into my pussy once again. It actually felt like he was going deeper now. No, he actually was deeper. And I was enjoying it! I realized I was still feeling pain, especially as he was hitting places that nothing had ever penetrated before, but now that pain didn't bother me. I swear I was almost enjoying it.

As I was finally relaxing and getting my body to get in the flow of things, thinking I might be okay from now on, I was surprised to feel the bed shake and roll. I looked up to see a girl sitting in front in me, getting into position with her legs spread and her bare pussy staring right at me. I could not look up enough to even tell who it was, but there no mistaking what she wanted me do. Eat her!

She pushed her crotch into my face and pulled my head into her pussy.

"Lick that damn pussy. You have to make her cum!" A girl's voice, but it did not belong to the pussy in my face. Not a familiar one, but deep and ragged and lustful.

I buried my nose and mouth into her pussy. I had little choice, as Mike's thrusting pushed me forward each time. Then it registered in my mind what the voice had said. "You have to make her cum." Did I really? Was it really a requirement as a Pledge that this girl has to cum? I started to get so nervous about that, I couldn't concentrate on the shaft impaling me from behind.

My tongue licked her slit, running up and down it as I kept getting pushed deeper into it. I licked and sucked, trying my best to make this unknown girl climax. I hadn't even realized that I was, for the first time, eating a girl. Never would I have done that, I thought. Yet here I was, deeply involved in doing just that, before I even gave thought to what I was doing. My mind was reeling again with the new experiences I was being put through, some things that I never thought I would willingly do but finding that I liked each one as it happened.

It was then that I felt a finger being plunged into my ass hole. I didn't resist, as I hadn't felt it until it was already inside. At least I hoped it was a finger. Or did I? I didn't know anymore. I didn't care. But I liked it! I had no trouble eating that pussy at the same time as my face was still buried in it by the force of Mike's fucking, but I had to try to remember to lick and suck and do whatever I could imagine would excite her. I remembered again that I had to make her cum. I had to.

Then I felt her body begin to shake. I felt it all through my own body. I was actually disappointed to realize that it was indeed my body shaking, not hers, as I convulsed into another orgasm. My entire crotch was hot. My pussy, my ass, everything down there felt like needles, driving me crazy, cumming more than I ever had before. I felt the finger withdraw from my ass and that just made me shudder again. I was yelling, totally out of control now, unable think.

Still yelling and squirming, I regained enough of my sense to realize that I was yelling into the girl's pussy. My mouth was wide open, teeth bared, and yelling as if I was trying to be heard somewhere down her deep, dark hole. My body settled down, but I just kept at her pussy. I was wild now, wanting - even needing - more. I actually shoved my ass back toward Mike as he pumped into me. He drove harder, yelling something that I couldn't understand. I gave all I had to tonguing that pussy as deep as I could reach. My lips kept brushing over her clit, and my teeth were trying to actually eat anything they could reach. 

Soon - I had no idea how long, as time had no meaning for me any longer - the girl I was eating began yelling and thrashing into her own orgasm. I kept at her as long as I could, until she pushed me away and moved ner body away from me, though she was still cumming. I gave no thought to how I should feel at eating out another girl, or that the task I had been given was completed. I only felt pride at the fact that I had given her a delicious orgasm. 

After she pulled away, Mike turned me again, this time onto my side. He held one leg high into the air while the other lay flat on the bed. He kept piledriving into my poor abused pussy. I felt so fucking full that I was afraid I might burst open from being so full, but I no longer was worried. There was still some pain, but mostly it was pleasure. I was luxuriating in the two orgasms I had just had, especially the second one, and the memory of the great job I did eating that girl out was fresh in my mind.

I was now doing nothing but being pounded repeatedly by Mike and his huge cock. I could concentrate on it, and I was loving the feeling of it as it was driven into me - still needing to push my walls apart with each thrust inside. Mike's fingers reached around me and found my clit. Shocks immediately flew through my body. I was in overload. Everything felt so wonderful. What had just happened was still exciting my body, not to mention what was happening right now. My clit was burning with his attention when I realized he was doing something different. He was pushing in only a few inches, stopping right as he rubbed - what? - my G-spot! He was purposely pushing his cock head repeatedly against my G-spot. And still rubbing my clit with his hand. I felt like a sandwich. I was soon moaning, groaning, and writhing as these two spots were driving me insane.

Both spots began shooting out to my whole body. I grabbed whatever sheets I could find as I screamed out. I had never felt such an overwhelming feeling as my crotch seemed to dissolve in a puddle while the rest of my body exploded with electrical shocks. This kept going and going. I don't know how long it went on, the explosions rolling and rolling, climax after climax. It seemed that my orgasm would never end. I could feel my clit and his cock still being rubbed, rubbed raw. I wanted it to stop, but I could not move my hands to push him away and I could not say a word except for my screaming. 

Evidently I passed out. Suddenly I was aware of my surroundings, and the fact that I had missed an uncertain amount of time. Mike was still in my pussy, but he was no longer moving, nor was he rubbing my clit. That, however, did not stop my body from having aftershocks, each one bringing groans from deep inside my throat. I began to become aware of voices, people around me talking, but I was not able yet to understand their words.

Mike withdrew from my pussy, leaving me feeling empty. I curled up, trying to hide my body as much as I could, suddenly feeling shy. A little late now, I thought, laughing to myself. My body continued with a few more aftershocks. I could not come to grips with how long and strong my orgasm - well, orgasms - had been. Never in my life had I even imagined that sex could be like that.

Mike leaned down and kissed me lightly on the cheek, then was gone. Then I realized that the girls had gone as well. I was alone in my room again. My sheets were totally messed up, torn away from the mattress and soaking wet in several places. My lower body was covered with cum. Mine? Of course. What about Mike? Was some of it his? Had he even cum? Thinking back, how had he lasted so long? Or was there something that kept him from cumming at all?

Before I could try to think of reasons that might keep him from cumming, I saw a condom laying beside the trash basket. It was used. It had a large load in it. Yes, Mike had cum. I'm not sure when, but he did, and it gave me a lot of satisfaction to know it.

I awoke, still naked, uncovered, and wet. It was late in the morning. I lay there a good while trying to realize what had taken place. Yes, I was embarrassed. But I realized that, once again, I had no choice but to do what I did. I smiled, thinking that I did it much better than I had to, though. But still, it was degrading. I was trying to come to grips with it all. I was hoping that this initiation was finally over. Oh, shit, I still at least had to have sex with someone else. With a picture. You would think with what I been through I would have done enough.

I started to crawl out of bed and stopped. In pain. My pussy hurt. That whole region hurt, but my pussy was flaming. I could hardly bear to move my legs because they rubbed my pussy. I managed to get into the bathroom and sit on the toilet. Peeing even hurt. I tried to look at my pussy. I got a mirror out and looked at it. It was red. It had been abused. But it wasn't bleeding. Maybe there was no serious injury.

I managed to get into the shower and get cleaned up. It hurt to wash my pussy, but I managed, then put some cream on it. I thought that I could get my panties and... oh, no! I was not allowed to wear panties yet. I would just have to be very careful today.

When I went downstairs some girls were having lunch. There was good news - last night counted as my third fuck, so I had completed my assignment. My last assignment! And I was given strict orders to not mention last night to anyone. Most of the Pledges had already gone through the same thing I had, I was told, but there were a couple still to go. It wouldn't be fair to warn them. I did find out that Mike was one of three 'large-cocked gentlemen' that was used to service the Pledges. And, by the way, they were available to the Sisters if wanted as well. Hmmm.