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The Sorority House Ch. 01

By: bluedragonauthor



This series was one of the first stories I'd ever written, back in 2002. Parts 1 and 2 are rather short, but once the story gets going I hope you enjoy the ride.

NOTE: Someone plagiarized Parts 1-3 and posted them under the title "Screwing the Sorority" on Literotica. These illegal postings have since removed. I am specifically re-posting this series now so that you will be able to enjoy Part 4-6 and the side-story even if you've already read "Screwing the Sorority."

Part 1: Two Guys

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June of Senior year. It was the Friday before Finals week, and Graduation was around the corner. We'd spent way too many hours in the past few days studying, and were looking to let off some steam. One of my buddies was in a fraternity on the East side of campus, where most of the Frat and Sorority Houses were located, and he called us up to have a beer and unwind. Checking around the house my friends and I had rented, only Tim was actually at home. So pulling him off the couch, we drove over to Greek Row.

Let me first describe Greek Row at University. The houses were built by the school, and all of the buildings were identical. Three floors each, with the rooms and the grounds maintained by Campus Services. The rent was cheap, letting the Greek members splurge on getting nicer furniture and entertainment systems for their houses. The only real way to tell the buildings apart from the outside, however, was by the street address and the Greek letters carved into the stone above the front door.

On this particular evening, the front parking lots were full, so I was forced to park around back. This actually worked out fine, since my buddy has a first floor room with a back patio. I called him up on my cell phone, to warn him we were coming in through his patio door, and he let me know that it was no problem, come on in. So Tim and I hopped the wall, slipped across the patio, and opened the slightly ajar sliding door...

...right into the wrong room. A fluffy pink bedspread layered over a white four- poster bedset, complete with pink canopy and see-through drapes. A framed photo on the wall next to my head showed an impressive row of hot coeds in formal dresses, all cuddling up to each other and mugging for the camera. The caption read "alpha Kappa Delta Phi, Spring Formal 2002." Rather obviously, we weren't in the right room, or the right house for that matter.

alpha Kappa Delta Phi was the largest Asian-American sorority in the U.S. It was also the one known for tight tube tops, micro-miniskirts, and the best looking women on campus. All three of which were currently present in the room we had just barged into. One each of the first two items, and two of the last. The one microskirt encased the perfectly formed ass of Lisa Park, a gorgeous babe known for being a freak-machine at the hottest clubs. The one tube top bulged nicely, showing off Daphne Chen's well-rounded (and probably fake) tits which stayed upright and perky despite the fact she was flat on her back across the bed. They had to be at least C-cups and were pushing the D level. Another survey of the picture frames indicated that this was Daphne's room.

The fact that these two babes were in the room was no big deal. Tim and I knew them both from class and various social functions. Our group of guy friends had dated several KDPhi'ers over the past 4 years. The fact that under Lisa's long streaked hair she wore nothing but a silver necklace was a big deal. And the fact that up until a moment ago, her head was buried between Daphne's equally undressed thighs was another big deal. 

Daphne burst up to a sitting position, her hands grabbing the bedspread to cover herself instinctively. Her shoulder-length hair neatly framed her blushing red face. "Tim, what the *hell* are you doing here?"

Momentarily, Tim was at a loss for words, his mind on pause as it finally registered the view before us. "We... we were visiting a friend and apparently hopped into the wrong house..." Several other sounds popped out of his mouth, none of them coherent. In this moment, neither of us had made a move to exit the room.

While Tim struggled to think of something to say, my eyes were drinking in Lisa's taut body. Even though kneeling on the floor, she still wore strappy silver heels with ties wrapping their way up her ankles. Beautifully toned legs ran up to the aforementioned black microskirt, in this position it barely extended past the curve of her butt-cheeks. A taut belly betraying no fat whatsoever ran up to the delightful curve of her natural breasts, slightly pointed to small, eraser-sized nubs. A solid B-cup. Slender arms with a hint of tense musculature, this girl kept herself in perfect shape. Slender and high- cheekbones ran up to luminous eyes which seemed to glow of their own accord. Eyes which connected with mine, and then gave a cursory look over my own body before stopping at a point about 3 feet below the top of my head.

I'd developed an instant erection the moment my eyes took in the sight before me, and my hard-on was now tenting my cargo's straight out. Lisa slowly turned and stood up, almost reaching my 5'10" height given her heels. Looking directly at me, she reached a palm out to a sputtering Daphne to quiet her. "Maybe there's a use for you two, yet. Fate has brought me a little present."

And with that, she leaned forward and tilted her head up. Closing her eyes, she captured my mouth with her hers, parting my lips to let her tongue in to tease me. Her left hand reached behind me, sliding the door shut, while her right hand snaked beneath the loose waistband of my cargo pants, under the boxers and took a hold of my rigid tool. I let out a groan into Lisa's mouth as she did this, her soft, cool hand enfolding my rod and gently stroking it. My own arms wrapped around her bare back, reaching out to cup that tight ass I'd seen so many times in my dreams. I could feel her firm tits pressing into my chest, but I wanted to feel them bare. Gently pushing her back, I reached an hand down and yanked my polo off in one fluid move, then returned to playing tongue wars with this hot topless vixen in my arms.

Coming up for air, we both turned to appraise our respective companions. Daphne was staring at us with a look of mixed apprehension and lust on her face. Tim was staring straight at Daphne's still gaping pussy, oozing out her love juices.

Lisa turned and spoke up. "Tim, I'm busy right now. Can you take my spot and take care of Daphne for the moment?"

Wordlessly, Tim crossed the room and sank to his knees on the floor. He reached out his hands to get a firm grip on Daphne's ass, then leaned in to get his first taste of Daphne's sweet nectar. For her part, Daphne just reached out her hands and buried them in Tim's hair, urging him forward and deeper into her cunt.

Satisfied that her friend was being well taken care of, Lisa turned to me, that luminescence in her eyes enrapturing me. The golden streaks in her hair brought out the color in her impossibly light irises even more. Without breaking eye contact with me, she expertly slipped the catch on my pants, and kneeled back down on the floor, taking my pants and boxers down to my ankles with her. Still with eyes focused on mine, her soft lips enfolded me, taking a good part of my length into her mouth. Her left hand cupped my sac, her right forming a ring about my rod, slowly pumping it.

As Lisa continued to pleasure me, I watched Tim go at Daphne. Her legs were wrapped over his shoulders, her thighs squeezing his head in place so tightly I was sure he would suffocate. Her tube top was roughly pushed up above her breast line as his fingers caressed the firm globes. She held his hands in her own, rubbing them with her into her round upturned breasts. Daphne wasn't quite as thin as Lisa, but she was a bit taller, a little more flared in the hips to contrast nicely with her tight waist, and her fabulous tits more than made up for any possible shortcomings. Presently, her hips began to shake from Tim's ministrations. Her moaning filled the room to the point where she kicked her ass off the bed, driving it into Tim's face screaming at him to bury his tongue into her as she crescendo'd into orgasmic bliss.

When Daphne finally came down from her high, her legs fell slack and Tim burst up, gulping the air to catch his breath. His entire face shone as covered by a thin layer of her juices. In a moment, he had shed all of his clothes and leaned his hips into her, his cock disappearing inch by inch slowly into Daphne's still steaming pussy.

Watching Daphne cum and taking in the sight of Tim's insistent fucking of her now, combined with the heavenly pleasure of Lisa's mouth on me sent me over the edge. I looked down into Lisa's eyes, grunting out a warning and she merely relaxed her throat, taking my entire length down her as I gushed out, firing my load down her belly. She swallowed quickly, but gagged as the end of my rod blocked her swallow reflex, and the last few shots oozed back out of her mouth, dribbling down her dainty chin. She raised a delicate finger, I was just noticing her metallic red nails, scooping the little globules of my jizz and sucking her finger to clean it.

Once satisfied that she'd been properly cleaned off, she led me to Daphne's bed, urging me onto my back next to the bouncing couple next to us and then stripped off the microskirt and the heels. Climbing onto the bed, she straddled my head, facing back towards my feet. I took in the heady aroma of sex emanating from Lisa's cunt, and reached out my tongue to get my first taste of her. I don't know if she used some lotion or perfume or what, but I swear she tasted like strawberries. She bent forwards onto her hands to get the leverage so she could keep her hips off of my face, instead letting me reach out with my tongue and fingers to rub her. She cooed her appreciation to me, directing my tongue left and right and higher and lower, showing me exactly where and how to please her.

"You'll have to remember this for next time."

That definitely put a smile on my face, as I returned to my ministrations. In the meantime, Lisa dipped her head back down, her tongue bathing my cock back to life. I would later find out she really got turned on by giving head, much to my benefit. Small little whimpers escaped from Lisa's mouth from time to time, and the wiggles and jerks of her hips told me I was doing something right.

"Oh, Daph... he's good. You're going to have to try him next."

Daphne merely responded with a whimper of her own. Tim was jackhammering into her now. He held her ankles high in the air with his hands as he pounded into her with ramrod precision and pace. He clasped her feet together while still buried in her, tightening her up for his own pleasure as well as elevating the pitch of Daphne's wails of ecstasy.

Without warning, I suddenly felt the gushing wetness of Lisa's first orgasm of the night flooding down onto me. Her last whimper undulated out into a long, groaning moan that seemed to carry on for minutes as I drank in wave after wave of her honey. When it passed, she was apparently now quite satisfied with my hardness and rotated herself about on the bed. Taking my re-energized rod in her soft hand, she positioned herself above my hips. Directing the head into the folds of her pussy, she gyrated her hips about, savoring the feel of a thick cock parting her petals. Then, ever so slowly, she sank down onto me.

Now she was by no means the first girl I'd ever had sex with. But she definitely had the most perfect pussy I'd ever felt. We fit together like a glove, wonderfully tight yet slick enough for easy movement. Lisa later told me that she'd never felt so perfectly fitting before in her life either. Staring deeply into my eyes she took up a gentle rythm, using the natural springiness of the bed to create a rolling motion that pistoned me in and out of her velvet box. My left hand reached up to cup the perfectly formed breasts before me, the fingertips probing their firmness and gently rubbing the eraser-nubbed nipples. My right hand slid down her side and cupped Lisa's ass, then circled around front to plant my thumb on her love button.

A mutual roar of moans erupted next to me where Daphne was apparently in the throes of another orgasm. Her whole upper body was shaking side to side with the motions of her head tossing to and fro, her hair flailing about her. She had finally pulled the tube top over her head, and her impossibly round breasts bounced jubilantly with her motions. Her legs were locked and crossed about Tim's waist and behind his back, as he scooped up her ass in his hands, pulling her crotch tight to him. His head reared back and he stopped thrusting, pulling himself out at the last second and sending his cum arcing over Daphne's writhing body where it first splattered on her face and heaving breasts, then her stomach and pussy area as he lost steam and his jets lost power. In a hard thud Tim sank onto the floor, leaning back against the far wall trying to catch his breath.

Shortly after this, my ministrations to Lisa reached boiling point as she gasped out a new release. The already wonderful feeling of her vaginal walls caressing my cock was stimulated with the added lubrication of her orgasm. When she was finished, she regretfully lifted herself off of me but with a wink, then crawled over to the bed and climbed atop Daphne's panting body. Starting at the bottom, she gave Daphne a tongue bath, slurping up Tim's jizz and paying special attention to her clit and her breasts. When she lapped up the last bits around Daphne's angelic face, she opened her mouth and extended her tongue into Daphne's mouth, sharing the load of his semen she had stored there. I watched enraptured as the two babes went at it, tongues battling. In the meantime, I focused on recovering my control, using the mini-break to store up my stamina.

Glancing first at an exhausted Tim on the floor, then at my smiling face, she leaned down and whispered something into Daphne's ear. Daphne looked to me, then grinned and nodded her head. Staring those gorgeous eyes at me again and looking at me the whole time, Lisa propped a pillow against Daphne's headboard, and sitting upright leaned back against it with her legs spread wide open. Daphne placed another pillow beneath her hips, and leaning on her hands and knees, dipped her head down to give Lisa's pussy a little girl-expert tongue loving. This unfortunately made Lisa close her eyes and sigh with pleasure. She had let me know that I was good but apparently Daphne was even better. At the same time as she was going down on Lisa, though, Daphne's ass was bouncing in the air.

Given the glances both had been giving me and a still visibly exhausted Tim, I took this as my cue and settled into place behind Daphne. My strong hands gripping Daphne's bouncing hips and holding them in place, I aimed my pleasure stick and sank it into her pussy from behind. Daphne lifted her head momentarily from Lisa's crotch to let out a breathy moan as I slowly slid in to the hilt. Then settling my knees on the bed into a comfortable position, the three of us got into a rythm. Lisa watched me through heavy lidded eyes as I pumped into her friend. Daphne for the moment seemingly had boundless energy as she slurped happily at Lisa's cunt. In the meantime, I had newly found out one of the reasons Tim was so exhausted. Daphne had the hottest pussy I have ever felt. My rod felt on fire and it took an incredible amount of control to keep from losing it while in this inferno. She wasn't as tight as Lisa, but as I pounded and pounded and pounded into her, this nympho wrapped around my rod only got hotter and more turned on. Her head was shaking and vibrating energetically in Lisa's crotch and Lisa crossed her arms over her eyes with her head thrown back, all of her senses focusing on the pleasure emanating from her nether regions.

I rested my upper body on Daphne's sweaty back, wrapping my arms around to feel her wonderful bosom. As I knew they would, they felt fake but simply holding onto them sent a surge of power and energy like lightning down to my cock. When I sensed Daphne's hip movements thrusting back to me with increased urgency, I wrapped my hands back about her hips to steady myself inside of her. My right hand flicked down and found her swollen clit, and moistening my fingers in her fuckhole, I was rubbing that love-button in earnest.

Lisa lost it first due to Daphne's expert tongue, her whole body suddenly freezing as she flung her arms off her face and to her sides, crying out her latest orgasm. Satisfied, Daphne lifted her head and craned it back towards me, her eyes closed as she focused on ramming her hips back at me. An irregular shiver started in her hips and rolled like a slow wave across her body, finally ending when her arms collapsed and a gasp of relief poured out of her open mouth, forming a sexy "O". Her hips ceased their thrusting as she sank back down onto the pillow, slowly slipping off of me and collapsing onto her bed, her energy spent.

I eased myself back off the bed, standing with my back against the wall and letting its cool surface chill my back. Lisa looked down at my still rock-hard rod with momentary disbelief as it jutted out proudly from my body.

"You haven't cum yet?"

"I was saving it for you."

Her eyes flashed an even brighter glow at this, and she beckoned me back to the bed. She lay back across it and I leaned over her, my elbows planted on either side of her, my hands snaking under her to hold her shoulders. My hips nestled atop hers in a good old fashioned missionary position. She snaked her hand down to my rod and wordlessly guided it into her, both of us savoring the return of that "perfect" feeling. After the inferno of Daphne's pussy, I had apparently already spent just about all of my control. After only a minute of gentle thrusting with Lisa, with our eyes locked in an unbreakable connection I could feel my cum pouring out of me without warning. There was no rush of buildup or powerful blasting. It seemed to simply flow from me and into this gorgeous woman in an endless waterfall that kept coming and coming and coming. There were no separate shots, just one continuous stream that felt like it lasted for hours. In the middle of it, Lisa's eyes tightened as if in pain momentarily, and in the corner of my eye I could see her mouth open in a soundless moan. And the flow I felt pouring out of me was met with a flow of her own, and we rode the crescendoing pleasure to heights I'd never felt before.

Despite how long this ecstasy lasted, it was still over far too quickly. Never breaking eye contact we came down to earth as I felt the energy drain out of me. Not a sound moved through the room except for soft gasps for air from all four of us, exhausted.

Just then the door burst open and I saw two more sorority sisters, a short Japanese perky girl whose hair was entirely dyed an auburn red and a taller Vietnamese hottie with long jet-black hair that cascaded off her shoulders and an aristocratic air.

Auburn-haired one had a look of disbelief at the scene before her. I could only imagine. Within the rooms of their house was one guy slumped against the wall on the far side of the room. Daphne still facedown and half passed out on the bed. Lisa and myself also on the bed, with me still buried inside of her and all four of us naked as jaybirds.

At first I thought we were going to get into trouble, but then Auburn whined, "You guys didn't invite us?!?"

NEXT PART 2...

The Sorority House Ch. 02



NOTE: Someone plagiarized Parts 1-3 and posted them under the title "Screwing the Sorority" on Literotica. These illegal postings have since removed. I am specifically re-posting this series now so that you will be able to enjoy Part 4-6 and the side-story even if you've already read "Screwing the Sorority."

Part 2: More Sisters

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It was a clear Saturday night. Normally The Off-Campus Bar was packed with students wall-to-wall, but with Finals Week starting in two days, people were studying instead of getting toasted. Most of my roommates and friends were back at our house studying as well (I should be studying too), but Tim and I needed to get out of the house to clear up the previous night's adventure.

We leaned back against the bar watching the NBA Finals game on a TV up in a corner. I was tossing back a Vodka tonic while Tim nursed a Corona. Neither of us could believe what had happened last night. Walking in on two hot sorority babes going at it and then being invited to join them only happened in porn films or some college boy's fantasy, not real life. And yet it had happened. Tim said he could still smell the air freshener Daphne used in her room. He could close his eyes and feel the firmness of her boobs. I could still taste the wonderful sweetness of Lisa's box, and remembered vividly that "perfect" feeling I'd shared with her. Love at first sight? Nah, I didn't believe in that kind of thing. Lust at first fuck more like it. But I could swear I could still see that glow in her eyes right now.

I was still staring off into space and daydreaming when I heard Tim gasp suddenly. I turned around just in time to see his head pulled downwards with small feminine arms wrapped about his neck. A familiar splash of short auburn hair indicated that he was being kissed rather passionately. As recognition of his assailant entered my mind, I felt my own face being grasped firmly and twisted around. I caught a glimpse of those golden eyes before Lisa's silky smooth mouth clamped onto mine. I was wrapped up in the kiss as our tongues danced together, my arms wrapping up her lithe body and lifting her off the floor instinctively.

I finally released her when I felt a finger poking me in the chest. There stood the auburn-haired little Japanese girl I'd met the night before. She cocked her head and stared back and forth between Lisa and me for a minute, gauging our respective faces. Lisa was breathing heavily and still staring at me with heavy- lidded eyes. Tim was right behind the Japanese girl with a dazed expression on his face.

"Hi there, I'm Aika," she introduced herself, then leaned up to give me a quick peck on the mouth. In a split second, I took in her features. Barely topping 5 feet, she was a hyperactive sprite constantly bouncing. She smiled as if it were the most comfortable position for her face to be in. Her chest was only slightly above the A-cup level, but on her very petite body it jutted out rather well in the baby T-shirt she wore. "We met last night in case you forgot."

Like I could ever forget last night. She was one of the sorority sisters who came in after Tim's and my sexual adventure.

Aika, still bouncing, continued. "We didn't expect you two to be here. I was just so tired of studying and convinced Lisa to buy me a drink and help me pick up on guys. Lucky we ran into you!"

"It must be fate." I murmured, still staring straight into Lisa's eyes.

Seeing that my mind was otherwise occupied, Aika bounced back to Tim where she laid out her body against his, grinding her hips into his leg and wrapping her arms about his chest.

Aika's hand slid off of Tim's chest and popped open her purse, where she fished out a compact cell phone. Holding down one of the speed dial buttons, she paused for a moment, then began to talk animatedly. "Hey Daph, it's me. I've got your Timmy-toy in the palm of my hand right now. You were right, he does have a firm ass! Anyway, be at Trinh's in 15. Bye, now."

She ended the call and turned to Lisa. "Let's get out of here." Aika tugged on Tim's hand pulling him towards the exit.

Lisa came up next to me and wrapped her arm behind my back. "Shall we?"

We followed them outside to where our cars were parked. As luck would have it, Aika's car and mine were next to each other. Lisa went directly for my passenger door while Aika directed Tim to her car. I followed Aika's baby Benz through the suburbs back towards campus and recognized the route directly back to Greek Row. I did my best to stay focused on road but kept getting distracted by the sight of Lisa's milky white legs next to me. Her microskirt was riding up as she shifted in the seat, tantalizingly close to revealing her panties yet never quite high enough. She had on a paper-thin red halter-top that allowed the wonderful curves of her full breasts to be seen at their best. At a red light, she leaned across the seat and kissed me on the cheek, whispering in my ear. "I hope you've got some energy in you. You're going to get quite a workout tonight." I turned my head to her and then my eyes drifted a few inches lower to where I had a fantastic view of her full bosom through the sagging neck of her top.

I drove on autopilot the rest of the way, my mind swimming with erotic images of the night's possibilities and a giddy awareness that I was about to get laid. We parked out in the back lot again and entered the house through an actual back door this time. The girls quickly led us up the stairs to the second floor and to one of the larger corner rooms. Reserved for the senior sorority sisters, they were almost twice the size of a standard room. A colorful poster across the doorway identified the room as belonging to Trinh Vu, the sorority treasurer.

At the door, Aika produced a key, and popped in the door. The four of us quietly slipped in and closed the door behind us before my brain registered the images ahead of us.

Daphne, Tim's main squeeze from the previous night and possessor of the pussy inferno was engaged in a passionate sixty-nine on the bed with the elegant Vietnamese babe I'd seen last night, apparently Trinh herself. Both were buck naked, with Daphne on top. In the midst of her munching on Trinh's bare-shaved cunt, Daphne had two fingers buried in Trinh's ass, plunging rhythmically with her head motions.

As we watched, their dual moaning accelerated in pitch and frequency until they brought each other to screaming climaxes. Like a locomotive slowly chugging to a stop, they lazily slurped out the remaining cum from each other's body. Lisa was nibbling on my neck as we watched this. Looking over to Tim, Aika had his pants open as her hand rhythmically pumped his cock. It was at this point that the two girls noticed our arrival, and still flat on her back, Trinh gave us an upside down grin. "It's about time you guys got back. We got bored waiting!"

Presently, Aika led Tim forwards to the bed, still tugging on his engorged rod. Giving it a few more jerks and apparently satisfied with his hardness, she guided him into Daphne's sopping wet pussy from behind. She let out a sigh of contentedness, then as Tim took up a familiar pumping action into her, she lowered her head once again to Trinh's awaiting mound. Daphne's well-rounded but fake tits bounced back and forth cheerily with their fucking motions. For her part, Trinh reached out her tongue to caress Tim's cock above her as it glided in and out of Daphne.

Lisa meanwhile stood behind me as she undressed me, then leaned in so I could feel the pointed warmth of her bare breasts pressing into my back. Tugging me backwards, she led me to a wide sofa and pressed me down next to her. Aika, now satisfied with getting her two other sisters started with Tim, sauntered over towards us, shedding what little clothes she had on the way. She was a sexy little schoolgirl fantasy come to life. I gasped at the sight of her perky nipples being brought into view. Seated on the couch beside me Lisa dipped her head into my lap, coating my rod with her wet mouth. After quickly bathing it, she leaned forwards to Aika standing before her, and leaned forwards to coat Aika's bare-naked cunt in another layer of her mouth's lubrication. Impossibly, I felt myself getting even harder at this sight.

Now that Aika and myself were both just itching to get it going, she straddled my hips and with Lisa's hand to guide me, Aika sank down onto me. She was extremely tight as I would expect from such a small girl, and could only get in a couple of inches. Twisting her hips side to side, she gritted her teeth as she descended lower and lower and lower onto me until finally she hit rock bottom. Aika moaned out at how much I filled her and then all of her pent-up hyperactive energy seemed to kick in. Her hip motions rapidly sped up until she pistoned atop me like a jackhammer. My hands were clenched about her hips to keep her from flying away as she pushed herself off my shoulders and then slammed back down over and again. As her hips flew up and down, her mouth was locked onto mine as her sharp tongue sparred with me.

I heard Daphne cry out her orgasm first as the dual stimulation from Tim's penetrating pole as well as Trinh's tonguing of her clit overwhelmed her. Trinh followed with a low bellow of her own as I absently remembered that Daphne was one of the best pussy-munchers of the sorority. In this moment, their steady rhythm degenerated into a desperate jumble as Tim's hips began to spazz. Even though she was already cumming, neither Trinh nor Tim let up on Daphne and as he began to spew into her, I could see her eyes roll back as unconsciousness from pleasure overwhelmed her. When Tim finished he let go of her hips and she collapsed onto her back, her proud breasts jutting straight up into the air. After he caught his breath, he made a little nest off to the side out of pillows and gently lifting Daphne's sleeping body, tenderly lay her down in it.

Lisa's tongue in my ear and the hyper-nympho bouncing in my lap brought my attention back to the task before me as Aika was a blur atop me, up and down at breakneck speed. With a piercing shriek that threatened to blow my eardrums she came, coating my rod with her release. After a few minutes she quieted down and I began to regain my hearing. Her hips still bucking she lost her grip and then fell sideways across the couch. In the midst of this, I felt my balls tighten from Aika's energetic fucking and began to unload, but as Aika fell off me I began to shoot straight into the open air. Lisa reacted quickly and only one shot made it out before her hot mouth enveloped me and I pumped my remaining jizz down her throat.

Even as I could feel myself trying to go soft, Lisa's mouth was working wonders at reviving me quickly as Aika attempted to recover. Looking across the room again, I could see Trinh similarly going down on Tim's deflated prick, coaxing it back to life. Watching her go at it, I took a moment to admire yet another gorgeous female body. A light blue eyeshadow brilliantly accented her almond eyes. She was fairly tall, but possessed a petite face. Her hair was a shimmering jet black that she obviously took very good care of. Above average tits with a pleasing roundness to them led down to a belly so tightly muscled she almost had a six-pack. Her hips were slimmer than one would expect from her height, and her butt was almost flat. And I was about to get a closer look at it.

When I had reached sufficient rigidity, Lisa led me to Trinh's wide bed. Kissing me gently, she whispered in my ear that I was in for a special treat, as Trinh didn't do this except for very few handpicked guys. But Lisa had told her how good I was. I wasn't about to complain. As I lay back with my legs dangling off the bed, Trinh got up from her position and lay herself back across me. With Lisa spreading Trinh's ass-cheeks, she pointed my rod at the rosebud star of Trinh's asshole as Trinh backed her way onto me.

She had apparently been lubed as she relaxed her muscles and slid slowly but surprisingly easily onto me. When I was balls-deep into Trinh's ass her muscles reclenched and I felt a wonderful tightness about my cock, tighter even than Aika's narrow cunt. With the springiness of the bed and my hands firmly on Trinh's hips, I eased myself a little ways out of her, then pumped back inside. Trinh let out a low moan of approval and after a moment, I repeated the motion. She lay her body back across me, resting her back on my chest as my hands instinctively wrapped around her to cup her round bosom. Her nipples were fully engorged and jutted straight out.

At Aika's direction, my legs were spread outside of Trinh's as she spread her legs, opening her pussy wide. Tim stepped up and standing at the foot of the bed, aimed and thrust himself deep inside Trinh's other hole. With this gorgeous woman sandwiched between us, Tim and I alternately thrust her hips back and forth. Each push of his drove her ass tightly around my shaft. Each push of mine back returned her pussy tightly back over his prick.

Looking to my left I saw that Lisa and Aika had returned to the couch and with their eyes on us, formed a sixty-nine to munch each other as they gazed at the three of us engaged in a double-penetration fucking. Aika's fingers were plunging downwards into Lisa's pussy, driving her up the wall as Lisa's head shook violently into Aika's crotch.

I almost lost it when Trinh orgasmed quickly, her ass muscles clenching around my oversensitized rod. As we continued to pound into her willing body Trinh's orgasm flowed into another one as she screamed so loud I was sure she notified the whole house what we were doing.

When Trinh came a third time in this round the rush of her juices triggered Tim's own release. With a roar he let loose inside of her pussy, filling her already overflowing slit with his own juices. Staggering back he collapsed onto the floor. I was sure he was done for. Seeing this, Aika bounced off of Lisa and buried her mouth in Trinh's crotch, slurping out the combined juices of Tim and Trinh's releases.

I had been working so hard to make this last as long as possible but with Trinh now focusing on getting me off, her ass muscles were proving to be too much. She had her feet braced flat on the bed as she kicked her hips up and down on me with reckless abandon. My hands left her heaving breasts and went to her hips, and at the last moment I put all my strength to pinning her ass down on me. With her hips held tight against mine I let myself go, geysering up into her back door. As I shot up into her ass I felt Trinh's body wracked with a fourth orgasm, her moaning coming in short bursts as she writhed atop me.

We lay there for a few moments, gasping for breath with her quiescent body laid out across my chest. The only sound in the room was the slurping of Aika still drinking down cum out of Trinh's box. Lisa was suddenly next to me kissing me softly. She lifted her head and told me, "Let's get you cleaned up. And then it's my turn."

With regret, I extricated myself from Trinh's ass and allowed Lisa to lead me into Trinh's spacious bathroom. She had a square shower bounded on two sides by wall and two sides by perfectly transparent glass. When satisfied with the shower temperature, she led me into the spray. I let the cool water calm me and wash away the built up sweat. As she took a bar of soap and began to clean me off, I took a moment to re-admire her fabulous body. Her hair fell straight back behind her, plastered to her scalp by the water. Her eyes shimmered in the fluorescent light. I watched as tiny droplets formed on her body and ran in rivers across her perfect tits and dribbled off her erect nipples. My hands traced the curve of her back and slipped down to cup her ass.

Reaching a little lower, my probing finger pressed into the folds of her pussy from behind. My fingertips encountered further warm wetness, but not from the shower. Her head lolled back and her mouth opened in an erotic "O" at my intrusion. Her hands stopped their caressing of my cleaned off rod as I introduced another finger to Lisa's wet box. As my left hand continued their rear assault on her pussy, my right hand slipped down her belly where I found her engorged love button. My middle finger caressed her clit, eliciting another wide-"O" gasp from her, and traced its way along the folds of her cunt. She braced her hands on my shoulders to keep from falling as her legs looked to buckle, and when her eyes closed shut she grimaced momentarily as a quiet orgasm overtook her.

Her eyes snapped open and stared into mine with unadulterated lust and I dared not disappoint. My hands captured hers and propelling her away until her back was pressed against the shower wall, I pinned her arms above her. She yelped when the cold surface encountered her back, and I covered her mouth with my own. I kicked her feet apart and dipping my hips, drove myself upwards and into her soaking pussy, burying all the way in one stroke.

As the water poured around us, Lisa gave out little shrieks as I drove myself upwards into her over and over. Her mouth hung open as she gasped for breath as my head pressed into her chest, tasting her globes and licking the water from the valley between her breasts. All the while she urged, "Fuck me" into my ear. When my arms began to tire from holding her up and against the wall, I disengaged. I spun her about to where she was facing the glass wall, and bent her forwards. Grasping her hips jutting back at me, I thrust into her from behind, pushing her forth until her chest banged against the glass. I'm sure that if anyone were standing on the other side they would have a magnificent view of Lisa's tits pressed flat against the glass.

Pulling back, I drove back in, shoving her chest against the cold glass again and again as the water continued to fall around us. In the moments where I pulled her hips tightly against me as we retracted I could see the fading foggy imprints of her hot tits against the glass. Horribly turned on but running out of steam I continued to pound into her, savoring the perfect feeling of my cock enfolded in Lisa's pussy. She came many times that session such that I could feel her juices pouring around my shaft and out of her, quickly washed away by the water. She yelled out "C'mon, fuck me! Harder!"

I had already come twice this night so I knew I could last awhile, but I couldn't last forever. We'd been going at it so long my hands were severely wrinkled, and we were so lubricated from Lisa's repeated orgasms I rammed into her without any friction. We had returned to face to face fucking, with Lisa's burning hot body pressed against the cool tiled wall again. My tongue danced with hers as we engaged in a frenzied kiss. I poured all of my remaining energy into ramming into her pliant body, leaving nothing to restrain myself. Immediately I felt the walls of my resistance crumbling, and I grunted out, "I'm cumming."

Lisa bore her eyes deep into mine, searching deep into me. At the moment my first jets splashed her inner walls, I saw the little flicker in the back of her irises as she poured over into another orgasm. Our bodies were unmoving, frozen together as one. Neither of us blinked as we shared the electric connection of the pleasure coursing through both our bodies. For a moment, we were one body, one person, one soul.

After what felt like hours, the feeling passed, I lowered her to the ground. My arms ached terribly and without me having to tell her she quietly massaged them. Standing tiptoe, she kissed me gently on the nose, and then taking my hand, exited the shower.

Without speaking, we toweled each other off then poked our heads back out into the room. Steam billowed out of the bathroom and into the cool air of Trinh's bedroom. Tim was apparently not as worn out as I'd originally thought. At the moment, he was plugging away doggy-style into a still hyper Aika, who had her hot mouth slurping away at a reawakened Daphne's cunt. Trinh lay visibly exhausted next to her kissing her gently. Trinh seemed as fascinated by Daphne's large breasts as everyone else. Then, with a low grunt from Tim accompanied by Aika's high-pitched shriek, they both came and collapsed onto the bed in a big heap. The four of them seemed content to snuggle together.




The Sorority House Ch. 02



Without disturbing them, Lisa and I grabbed our clothes and got dressed, then slipped out of Trinh's room and down the hallway to Lisa's. Shedding our clothes once again, we curled up together in Lisa's bed, with me spooned in behind her. Turning her head to lock her eyes with mine once again, she whispered two words and then drifted off to sleep. They were "Soul mate."

NEXT PART 3... 



The Sorority House Ch. 03



NOTE: Someone plagiarized Parts 1-3 and posted them under the title "Screwing the Sorority" on Literotica. These illegal postings have since removed. I am specifically re-posting this series now so that you will be able to enjoy Part 4-6 and the side-story even if you've already read "Screwing the Sorority."

Part 3: Togetherness

***

I was dreaming. I think. There were images flashing through my head but I couldn't find the strength to form them into anything coherent or into a set order. Just... snapshot pictures. And sounds. And sensations. I heard an erotic moan, definitely female. I felt distinct pleasure. Raw, powerful, hungry pleasure. I saw darkness and yet not; like the red haze of light shining in through closed eyelids. I remembered lying on my side, a beautiful woman pillowing her head on my left arm, my right encircling her nude body. I felt comfortable satisfaction. And the sounds returned, small yelps. But I was starting to put the sensations together.

Soul mate.

Two simple words. And when put together, two simple feelings. One of contentment. One of fear. I felt my arms pushing out, encountering resistance. I smelled the sweet scents of freshly shampooed hair. A female gasp. My hands encountered hot flesh. And then the pleasure returned. A wet, tight, gorgeous pleasure. I saw Lisa. I saw her golden eyes. She was smiling at me and backlit by a brilliant white light.

The images and sounds were coming faster now. Still out of sequence, jarring. Nothing flowed. But a familiar subject, lustful pleasure. Raw sexual sounds and emotions. Adrenaline running through my brain.

"Yes! Yes!"

Not my voice. Definitely feminine. Definitely in heat of passion. Water. Lots of water. A bathtub filling to the brim. A steam engine bulging from too much pressure.

"Oh, fuck me! Harder!"

Still not my voice. My legs hurt. A dull ache from too much activity. More water. A pipeline, an underground water main with gallons upon gallons rushing through it. The definite picture of a pair of gorgeous tits. Full melons heaving and topped with juicily erect nipples.

"Fill me! Coat my insides! Fill me!"

A gigantic waterfall. The roaring power. The wind swirling. A tidal wave crashing to the surf ready to obliterate all that came before it.

And I was awake.

My eyes were still closed, but I knew my consciousness had returned. And all it could focus on was the fact that I was cumming. My balls were tight and my shaft was embedded in a wet snatch. After a moment, my ears picked out the definite sounds of a female orgasm ripping through the air. My hands were clamped down on a pair of pliant asscheeks. My hips were unmoving, flat against a bed. All of my strength was embedded in my arms, holding her body tightly against me as I fired my load up into her willing body. I could feel that same strength pouring out of me with each shot.

At last I was drained, and my arms relaxed, and the room was silent. And I opened my eyes. And with the biggest smile on her face, there was the beautiful face of Trinh.

I blinked several times, mass confusion contorting my face. My hands were still on her ass, my dick buried in her cunt. Sweat ran in rivulets down both our faces, partially smearing her blue eyeshadow. We were in Lisa's room, on Lisa's bed. And apparently we had just finished some very aerobic shagging. I managed to mutter, "How did you--?"

The door popped open. I heard Lisa's sweet voice before I saw her. "Hey honey, are you up yet? I got us some breakf--"

She stopped dead in her tracks. Lisa's hair was loose and flowing down her back. She had a pained expression on her face. She wore simple morning clothes, a baggy T-shirt and sweatshorts. She held in her hands a drink-caddy with two Starbucks Grande's and a bagel bag. "What's going on here?" Her voice was quiet, wavering.

"Oh, Lisa, you're back!" Trinh tossed her hair and dismounted me. My soft cock popped out of her with a noticeable slurp. If Trinh noticed that anything was wrong with Lisa, she certainly didn't say anything. Trinh grabbed a bathrobe that was hanging off the desk chair, slipping into it. "He was so good up my friggin' ass last night, I had to try him in my cunt this morning!" If possible, she smiled even wider. "And he's just as good up in there!"

Trinh leaned forwards on her way out and pecked Lisa on the lips. "See you both tonight." And she was off down the hallway.

With the door still slightly ajar, Lisa looked straight at me. A small pout tugged at the corners of her lips, her golden eyes were dull and watery. I couldn't think of a single thing to say. She turned to the door suddenly, and then she was gone.

***

I sat in a booth by myself at Starbucks. I'd popped the lid off my Mochiatto and was idly stirring it. My mind was replaying all of the events of the past two days. It all began Friday night. Classes were done. Finals were up. Graduation was only a few days away. Tim, my buddy, and I just went to grab a beer with another friend. A couple wrong (or right?) turns and I found myself screwing the hell out of two hot sorority chicks. Saturday night, we were invited to join four of them in a big six-way orgy. The guys rotated among the girls, and it was all in good fun. A great way to unwind after a hectic school week. None of us were particularly attached to anyone else, so it wasn't cheating to sleep with one of the other girls.

But Lisa was special. I knew it from the first night. And even in the middle of Saturday's sexfest, the two of us slipped away to be by ourselves. We weren't "together," but we had a connection. And now on Sunday morning she had run from me. The more I thought about it, I figured that the problem wasn't that I'd slept with Trinh. From the way Trinh reacted, she probably thought it was no big deal either. The problem was that she'd found us alone together, in private, and not in the middle of an orgy shared between sisters. The fact that we were in Lisa's bed probably didn't help matters.

"Hey there, stud."

I looked up from my coffee, and there were the blue-accented eyes sliding into the booth with me. She turned away for a moment, said goodbye to another KDPhier I didn't know too well, then turned back to me. I easily admitted, Trinh was beautifully put together. Her hair was up, artfully twisted with what appeared to be a lacquered chopstick through the middle instead of a clip. Long bangs framed her face and accented her jawline. A black choker wonderfully showed off her neck and drew attention downwards to where her exposed cleavage formed an erection-friendly little valley. A short, satiny black jacket over soft tube top that matched the color of her eye shadow and the ubiquitous black microskirt completed the ensemble. In an effort not to stare at her tits for too long, I looked away and noticed at least three guys behind her almost drooling as they ogled her form.

She slid over in the seat until her butt bumped against my hip, then plopped her coffee cup down next to mine. 

"You were great this morning. It's amazing how well you can screw when you're not even conscious. It makes me wonder what we can do when I have you fully awake!"

She was leaning in at me with a look of pure lust on her face. I watched as her hand reached out and definitely grabbed my coffee cup. She lifted it to her mouth, taking a slow sip. When she put the cup down, a little macchiato trickled out the corner of her mouth. Her tongue darted out to catch it, then oh-so- sexily trailed across her lower lip.

My head was swimming. All I could do was grunt.

"After last night, I was thinking of keeping you for myself." She leaned in ever closer. "Besides, I've been wanting to feel your cock rammed all the way up my ass all morning."

At this point I think I stopped breathing. My eyes were wide as a vision of her pouty buttcheeks spread in my hands and my rod disappearing slowly up her backdoor penetrated into my mind. Trinh reached over again, taking a sip of my coffee. Then, taking advantage of my inert state, she grabbed my head in her hands, and tilted it back. Halfway lifting herself from the bench seat, her eyes closed and her lips descended to mine. Every sense in my body was attuned to experiencing her tongue parting my lips, then the surprising flow of macchiato as she fed the sweet liquid into my mouth.

I gagged for only a second, a droplet falling out the corner of my mouth before I swallowed the rest. When she released the kiss, she ducked her head to lick up my jawline, catching the droplet and then tonguing my ear.

My eyes fluttered open and I saw the same three guys watching us, enraptured. One was now actually drooling as I realized that Trinh's ass, encased skintight in the microskirt, was now pointed directly at them. My eyes tracked leftwards past the back of Trinh's head as I heard her begin to mutter nasty thoughts into my ear. And that's when I saw her.

With the same look as this morning in her room, Lisa pushed open the door and fled from the café. My jaw dropped.

I felt a hand grab my fully erect cock through my pants. With an obvious pump on it, the last thing Trinh whispered in my ear was, "See you tonight." Then she gathered up her purse and was gone.

***

I was walking down the sidewalk in the darkness, not quite sure exactly where I was. I'd lost track of the time and the illumination from street lamps cast ominous shadows all around me. As I walked aimlessly I tried to sort out my situation. I really cared for Lisa. Granted, I barely knew the girl and the majority of our interactions had revolved around group sex. But I still felt a connection there. On the other hand, we were not dating, had no declarations of being "together," and the physical side of our relationships had been far from monogamous. And while I didn't feel any special connection with Trinh, she and the other girls represented the wild sex every guy dreams of. I hardly wanted to give up the opportunity to make booty calls on four (if not more) hot women for the near future. I found that I was convincing myself that Lisa didn't want me monogamously for herself alone, she just wanted to be my preferred among the four of them. She only took exception to finding me one-on-one with Trinh.

At this point I felt a hard tug on my shoulder. I was spun around and then abruptly stopped as Tim shook me. "Dude, where have you been? Daphne told me we were supposed to be there at ten! We're already late and I wanna get some tonight!" My head was still swimming and I allowed him to pull me to his car, which was now idling by the curb. He opened the door and shoved me inside, and I was in a daze the whole way to Greek Row.

Without thinking too hard, I got out of the car and followed him across the lawn to the same sliding door we'd accidentally entered last Friday. It seemed like weeks ago. He rapped on the glass twice, then slid it open. Tim's body lurched backwards into me and I braced him for a moment as he staggered to regain his balance. Aika had apparently launched herself through the open door wearing a little blue Japanese schoolgirl outfit, and once Tim dropped her onto Daphne's bed and buried his face in her cunt, I noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath the short skirt.

I entered the room after, and slid the door closed then pulled the blinds back into place. A soft hand took my cheek and turned it, and soft lips captured my own. My head still wasn't working right as my body simply reacted, kissing back as the fire began to rage in my loins. In the middle of this, not a single coherent thought entered my mind.

When the kiss ended, I opened my eyes to see a smiling Daphne before me. Her bobbed hair nicely framed her face, and I let my eyes drift to her bountiful bosom as well as looking around the rest of the room. Trinh was the only other one present; Lisa was nowhere to be seen. "We drew straws," Daphne was explaining. "Lisa called to say she would be late. Aika won, so she got whoever came in the door first. I got second, so you're all mine." She turned back and smirked at Trinh. "Trinh lost, so she's gotta watch for the first round."

Just enjoy it, I told myself. We're just a group of people with no specific attachments to each other. Tim and Daphne were almost an item, but there he goes after Aika and Daphne's here with me. With my mind on autopilot, my hands slipped to Daphne's pink blouse. Her large and round boobs were denting it out rather nicely, and when I opened just two buttons, the firmness of her tits popped open the rest and her blouse came undone.

I reached behind her and unsnapped the bra, letting it slip off her shoulders and revealing probably the best bust on campus. Whatever doctor had created those deserved a Nobel Prize. I was quick to bury my head in those firm globes, tasting a sweet nipple. With her hands on my hips, Daphne led me to the floor, my feet facing back at the soft armchair by the front door where Trinh reclined, still in the same black outfit I'd seen her in this afternoon, her feet propped up on a large footrest.

Still topless, Daphne quickly shucked my clothes off, tossing them all into a corner. I could tell from the wetness glinting in the light that she was already wet and ready to go. She slipped off the rest of her clothes, leaving her as naked as I, then turned around and straddled me. This left her butt pressing down in my lap, my achingly hard cock trapped lengthwise underneath her crotch, her back to me. I sat up and wrapped my arms around to take firm grip on her fabulous tits (I can never say enough about how great those are) as my head descended to nibble at the back of her neck. With her knees planted on either side of me, she elevated her hips slightly and took a hold of my erect member. Then, backing up and positioning me in my fully upright and locked position, she embedded my rod in the fiery furnace of her pussy. With Daphne facing backwards, the end of my shaft nudged against her G-spot.

Trinh watched us strip and begin to fuck through heavy-lidded eyes. Still in the armchair, I watched Trinh pull the chopstick out and shake her hair out, as it fell in waves about her shoulders. She leaned forwards and slipped off the jacket, then with that lifting motion all women instinctively know, pulled the tube top up and over her head, showing off her bra-less breasts. She kicked off the shoes, slipped the skirt and panties down her legs and off, and plunged her fingers deep into her own cunt. The black satin choker stayed around her neck.

I had my cock buried up Daphne's inferno of a pussy, her internal muscles squeezing and caressing me to ever-increasing heights of ecstasy. In my palms I had wonderfully firm, large, and round breasts. In my eyes I watched Trinh stripping and revealing every inch of skin on her beautifully toned body as well as beginning to masturbate her self. I was in heaven. For a few minutes, Lisa never entered my head.

Not too far from me, I craned my neck to see Tim flat on his back across Daphne's pink bedspread. Aika's hands were tied with strips of cloth at one end. The other ends of cloth stretched to the tops of the posts at the head of Daphne's four-poster bed. The shirt of her uniform was pushed up and above her gyrating breasts, which were pulled by gravity downwards towards his face as the makeshift bonds forced her to lean forwards. She still wore the skirt as he thrust upwards and into her pussy with the bounce of the bed. Small and cute little moans escaped Aika's mouth mixed with high-pitched yelps as she rode him, her arms spread upwards and outwards.

As Daphne and I watched Trinh spread her pussy lips wide, Daphne rode me like an animal, turned on by the sexy show before us. "Dammit, Trinh. Get over her and lie down," Daphne finally snapped. Trinh dismounted the chair and sat on the footrest, scooting it and her hips over within reach. She lay back and supported herself with her arms, which wonderfully thrust her bosom into the air at me. A sly grin spread across her face as Daphne, still wrapped around my cock, leaned forwards to Trinh and reached her tongue out to taste her friend.

When Daphne's head really started going into Trinh's cunt, Trinh let out a sigh of pleasure, saying "Daphne is really just sooooo good at this."

The piercing shriek that always signaled an Aika orgasm filled the room. Her hips were slamming down onto Tim's shaft as his tongue reached out to Aika's swaying breasts. After a moment, she stopped, sagging downwards. The only thing still holding her up were the ties stretching out her arms.

Tim reached out and undid the knots, and Aika dropped, near exhaustion, onto him. But Tim was nowhere near done yet. He flipped her over, pointing her head at the foot of the bed and lifting her ankles, tying them into the cloth strips still hanging from the posts. Then, with Aika flat on her back, he lifted her ass in his hands; and his rock hard member plunged deep into her.

Daphne truly was a talent as Trinh came quickly, a shuddering orgasm that rippled through her entire body. Paused for a moment, she collapsed backwards into the armchair once again. Once Daphne no longer had to focus on Trinh, I was determined to get her off. My hands pressed into her hips, leaving imprints as I drove her back onto my rod over and again. She regained control in her legs as she lifted herself off me until my arms slammed her back down again. A few more thrusts as my shaft pressed against her G-spot and Daphne was moaning out her release. I felt the wash of her juices flooding her cunt, for a moment cooling off that inferno. I myself was very close, but there was something I wanted to try first.

When Daphne came down from her little high, I lifted her off me and directed her to lie on her back. When I straddled her chest, Daphne's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "You men all think the same thing," she said in a fake mocking tone. Her hands then pushed her voluptuous breasts up to encase my engorged rod nestled in her cleavage.

I began to make short thrusting motions as Daphne tit fucked me. Most girls don't have the tits to pull this off, and the feeling of her warm flesh encasing me was rapidly drawing me over the edge. Trinh seemed to anticipate this and now that she'd recovered, Trinh joined Daphne on the floor placing her face next to Daphne's. With only a few more strokes I was spurting, coating first Daphne's face then Trinh's in my spunk, the last few shots pooling into a puddle in the middle of Daphne's breasts.

Worn out for the moment, I toppled off of her, catching my breath against the wall. Trinh had gotten up to move and was now licking every droplet of my cum off of Daphne, taking special care to lick clean Daphne's heaving tits.

Meanwhile, Tim was also apparently reaching boiling point. Aika had shrieked one more time as I was screwing Daphne's tits, and cried out again as another wave swept through her. Her arms were across her face in a poor attempt to muffle the sound. Tim must have been pretty good. In the midst of this latest orgasm, with Aika's legs still tied spread eagle to the posts, he crested and was pumping the petite Japanese girl full of his semen. He emptied out, then released her legs and lay back against the headrest on the bed to recover himself.

Daphne, now freshly tongued off, squealed. "I love the taste of Tim's jizz!" She bounded up and attacked Aika's worn body. Her tongue went to her used cunt where Daphne began to slurp up the mingled love juices.

I lay back against the wall gasping for breath as I watched this scene before me. Trinh came over and ducked her head, capturing my flaccid cock in her mouth and tonguing it back to life. She licked and licked like it was her favorite lollipop. Her tongue was an imp dancing across the head. Her head kept bobbing up and down the shaft as her cool hands caressed my hard balls and squeezed the base of my member. With her eyes boring into mine, she sucked powerfully and brought my erection back to full length. At this point, she relaxed her muscles and deep throated me the whole way down as the eroticism of this sent me into pleasure orbit.




The Sorority House Ch. 03



With regret, she lifted her face from my crotch, then leaned over and presented her full chest to me, a questing look in her eyes. With my eyes locked onto hers, I leaned forwards and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking on it like a baby's last meal. I knew that I would have her next. With one arm teasing the other breast and the other arm wrapped about her naked waist, I pushed her backwards until she collapsed back into the armchair, her butt on the footrest and her shoulders on the seat. With my lips still attached to her breasts and my knees on the floor, I held her ass in my hand and guided my shaft into her cunt. Savoring each sensation, I slowly slid in until I hit bottom as she cooed at me. With renewed energy, I drew back and then pounded back into her. I felt almost as if I was in heaven. Or hell. Either way, the feeling was incredible. I drew back again, and with vigor thrust back inside. Trinh moaned in ecstasy.

This was when Lisa re-entered the picture. She was suddenly in the room, standing behind Trinh in a fairly conservative outfit. A long, pleated skirt covered the sight of her long legs. A thick turtleneck was baggy enough to completely erase most of the curves of her upper body, her large breasts barely showing through. Her hair was pulled back in a no-nonsense braid and a stern expression on her face completed the ensemble. She looked like your stereotypical librarian. Her eyes were also slightly puffy as if she'd been crying. I could feel the room chill five degrees in two seconds. Noticing my suddenly rigid state, Trinh stopped her gyrating and craned her neck to get a look.

Lisa uncrossed her arms and stormed forwards. Taking a full grip of my shoulder, I was yanked backwards, my stiff rod exiting Trinh's squishy cunt with a plop. I was still naked, she put all of what little weight she had into forcing me out the door.

I felt myself slightly deflating in the cool air of the hallway. With a firm hand in the small of my back she propelled me forwards. An aKDPhi sister I didn't recognize was walking the other way, and her eyes were immediately drawn downwards to my exposed state. I felt myself softening further as the blood rushed out of my crotch and into my face as I blushed fiercely, trying to cover my cock with my hands. After what felt like an eternity out in the open, we found ourselves in front of Trinh's door. She slammed it open hard enough to have it bang against the doorstop, and pushed me inside.

She was angry, I could tell. She stalked across the room and yanked open Trinh's bedside drawer. When her hand withdrew she held a jar in her hand, stalking back to me as she twisted the cap. My rod was still soft when her cool hand took a hold of me, coating my tool with what appeared to be lube. I stood mute as she tugged and twisted none too gently on it, and through a little pain I felt myself to rise. I dared not say a thing.

When she was satisfied with the layers of lube on me she reached down and lifted her top over her head in one go. The pleated skirt soon followed, then the bra and panties. The bra had been one of those huge bust-flattening deals, which explained why she'd looked so plain before. The heels, the same ones as Friday night, stayed on. The tight braid stayed in place. There was nothing sexy about her movements; it was all very business like. But despite the icy cold situation and the cool air of the room, I felt myself hardening to full rigidity at the sight of Lisa's stunning nude body.

"It's the ass thing, right? She let you fuck her up the ass and you loved every second of it." Taking the jar, she began to apply the lube to her own ass. Realization dawned on me.

"Wait, that's not it. Lisa, you don't have to do this."

"Let us get one thing straight," she snapped. "You are nothing but a fucktoy to me, alright? You do not belong to me. We are not together. If that slut wants to fuck you, that's fine. You mean nothing to me." Her eyes were cold, the golden reflection dark. But they were wavering, as if she was trying to convince herself more than convince me.

In the back of my head, I wanted to stop and talk to her, even though I had no idea what to say. On the other hand, the prospect of no-strings attached sex with multiple gorgeous women was an attractive idea. I didn't want to give up the other girls. I just wasn't sure what Lisa meant to me. "Have you ever done this before?"

She hesitated for only a moment. "No." Then her jaw set and the glare in her eyes returned. "But you will do as you're told." She got on all fours on the bed, her heels hanging off the edge and her wet ass staring me in the face. "Now get over here and FUCK me!"

I knew I was being led by my little head. The one attached to the shaft now glistening in the light with lube and approaching Lisa's puckered anus. Her ass was so beautiful. Its curves and the flex of her legs enraptured me. I would have to make a decision about her, about us, very soon. But not right now. My hands grasped her hips, and I placed that little head at her entrance. Her body was stiff, tight, and with great effort I saw her trying her damnedest to relax. I pressed against that rosebud, and as she finally relaxed a bit, the head pushed it's way inside.

Once it popped in, Lisa suddenly drove her hips back and crying out in pain buried me to the balls. She was so tight. The lubrication was barely enough to keep things slick. She was so warm and the feeling both from my cock and the idea of fucking Lisa up the ass in my head nearly pushed me over the edge right then and there. Her head was craned back to watch me and I saw the tears in her eyes. But she gritted her teeth and retracted back from me, then slammed back down. I didn't move, letting her control the pace and power as she banged her ass around me. Gradually, she became accustomed to having me inside her and took up a steady rhythm.

When she felt relaxed enough around me I began to buck my hips as well. With hands firmly on her hips I drove myself into her again and again. Her pain was apparently gone as erotic female moans began to fill the air. I absorbed that she was okay into my head and gave myself over to the pleasure. I reveled in the "perfect" feeling of my rod buried inside of her. I pistoned in and out of her sweet butt cheeks as she screamed at me to pound her harder and harder. This was no tender lovemaking. This was raw, animal, violent and impersonal sex. She was using me as an organic dildo to violate her no-longer virgin butthole. I was using her as (literally) a piece of ass. For a few minutes, she ceased to be Lisa. She was just a sorority chick I scored with. In my mind, she would only be "her."

I cared not if she would find orgasm. It seemed like she didn't care about me either. I grabbed at her tits roughly, using them as leverage to yank her little body onto me over and again. Her fingers were busy at her crotch as she fingered her own sopping wet cunt. Without warning, she was orgasming, her body shuddering as the wave of pleasure swept through her. After a minute, she collapsed onto her face from exhaustion, no longer moving.

I didn't let up. She was limp as my hands took a new grip of her hips, yanking her back and forth like a rag doll about my rod. After a few more thrusts, I was spewing my load up her ass. It wasn't very satisfying, or even sexual. It felt only like the end of the sex.

I pulled out, and watched her panting on Trinh's bed as she fought to regain her breath. When she had recovered enough, she turned and propped herself up on one elbow. "There was nothing special between us. I'm no different than Daphne, or Aika, or Trinh. We were not together, so there's nothing for me to get jealous about. We're done now, so go away."

I wanted to tell her that she was wrong. That she was special. But I wasn't entirely sure myself. So I couldn't say it. Without a word, I turned and left the room.

As the door closed behind me, I heard Lisa begin to sob.

***

Monday afternoon. I sat on a stool at Starbucks, my coffee balanced on the counter mounted against the windows. I'd popped the lid off my Mochiatto and was idly stirring it. What had happened? The way my mind saw it, I'd been presented with two choices after Friday night. I could have kicked back, enjoyed the sex, and never made any one of the girls particularly special. If I'd prevented Lisa and I from separating ourselves from the group, there would have been no jealousy or emotional tie-ups. Or, I could have pursued Lisa. We might have really become something special. I still might not have been able to stop Trinh yesterday morning (I was unconscious), but I could have gone after Lisa and cleared things up when she walked in on us. I could have prevented Trinh from pouring my coffee down my throat with her tongue. And maybe I'd be together with one of the most beautiful and fascinating women I've ever met.

In the end, I had not chosen either, and sort of done both halfway. In the end, it had become neither attachment-free group sex nor a close special relationship. Only a dissatisfying hybrid of both that now led to heartache.

Lisa was special. I knew it from the first night. We weren't together, but we had a connection. And I had lost her. Given the orgy of Saturday night, and if I explained myself, she could probably understand how I'd slept with Trinh Sunday morning. But I'd nailed myself into my coffin when I didn't stop Trinh from kissing me here in Starbucks yesterday.

"Hey there, stud."

I looked up from my coffee, and there were the blue-accented eyes sliding onto the stool next to me. Trinh was stunning as always. I could look at her lithe body and stare at her pretty face all day. She slid over until her butt banged into mine, and she placed a soft hand on my thigh possessively. She leaned forwards to capture my mouth with hers, but I jerked away.

"What's wrong? Not interested anymore?" She put on a pouting look. "You left me hanging last night and I had to beg Tim to finish me off."

I remembered. I'd had to return to Daphne's room to get my clothes, and Tim was banging away at Trinh when I got back. My eyes hardened and my jaw was dead set. "Trinh, you are an amazing fuck and I would love to make it up to you sometime." I took a deep breath. "But I really have to go now."

I got up and left. And I didn't look back.

In three hours I was ready. I drove the now familiar route to Greek Row from my house. I parked out back and opened the back door to alpha Kappa Delta Phi, and bounded up the stairs to the second floor. More than a few sisters I passed in the hallway gave me the once over look and whistled their appreciation, including Daphne. I guess I looked pretty sharp in a full suit. My hair was in place, and I redid my tie six times before I got it perfect.

I rapped twice on the door to Lisa's room. After a moment, she opened the door and gasped when she saw me. I said nothing but handed her the bouquet of red roses and stood there awkwardly in the hallway.

Lisa smiled as she accepted them and inhaled their sweet scent. Then she stopped and looked at me expectantly. I smiled. The light in Lisa's eyes was back.

I don't even remember exactly what I said then. I told her I had been confused. I knew she was special, more special to me than any of the other girls. But we were not together. I was just a dick to be used by any of the four girls. She did not belong to me, and I did not belong to her, so there was nothing to be jealous of. But that was the past. That was done. So now I wanted to start over.

And so, here I was, dressed in my best. I'd booked reservations at a very fancy and very expensive restaurant. I'd brought flowers and washed my car. And would Lisa, please, go out to dinner with me tonight? I wanted to be together with her. I wanted to belong to her.

She said nothing for a moment. Then she handed the roses back to me.

I was stunned. My hands accepted them back as I felt my heart drop into my stomach. I stood dumbfounded for a moment as she stepped back to close the door.

But before she closed it, she smiled. Her eyes twinkled at me. "Give me an hour to change. Then you will come back, knock on my door, and offer me the flowers. And then I'll say yes."

TO BE CONTINUED...



The Sorority House Ch. 04



Part 4: Straying

***

"Dammit, get up here and fuck me!"

I looked up from my perch on the bed, lying facedown with my head buried in Lisa's crotch. The lower half of my face was coated with her third and latest orgasm of the morning. 

A half-hour earlier, I had awoken this Thursday morning with the usual raging hard-on. Taking special care not to wake my sleeping charge, I slipped out of bed, and gently crawled back in underneath the blanket at the foot of the bed. Lisa had been wearing a loose pair of sweatshorts to sleep, and in one quick motion I had dragged both them and her panties off before she could wake up enough to realize what I was doing. And before consciousness flooded her brain, I buried my face and more importantly, my tongue, into her moist pussy.

This woke Lisa up instantly, her eyes popping open and a surprised "wha-?" escaping her mouth which instantly changed into a low moan as the tip of my tongue found her clit. She giggled lightly as she figured out what I was up to, and after a moment merely pressed her hands against my head as my lips went to work. My hands had a firm grip on her now-naked buttcheeks, my tongue darting every which way, keeping her guessing as to what part of her anatomy I was to titillate next.

Once satisfied with her newly formed wetness, I introduced my fingers into the mix, spurring her first orgasm as my tongue vibrated her clit while two fingers plunged into her tight box. I kept up a plunging rhythm with my fingers as more and more juices flowed out of her. I took to tracing my fingers along the happy trail leading from the bottom of her cunt to her rosebud entrance to Lisa's ass. I had to take special care with this task as her hips kept bouncing off the bed. She kept sliding her butt at me every time my fingertips approached that backdoor, as if trying to capture them. Just when I felt she was approaching another joygasm, I popped a finger in her asshole. She screamed out her release as I felt her muscles clamp down on the finger I had buried back there.

I myself was getting quite hard by this point, the combination smell of sex in the air and on my face coupled with the erotic moans and shrieks spilling out of Lisa's mouth had my hormones jumping. But I wanted to bring her to one more orgasm. With renewed vigor, I attacked her swollen pussy and introduced my second hand into the mix. I buried the fingers of my left hand into her steaming cunt, stretching her and preparing her for the entrance of my larger appendage. I was soon rewarded as I felt the flooding of her next orgasm coat my face. This third orgasm thus brings us back to the present.

"I said, 'GET UP HERE AND FUCK ME!'" Lisa screamed at the top of her lungs.

I figured I should get up there before she woke up the whole house. With a stupid grin on my face, I relented and murmured "yes'm."

I kissed my way up her taut belly, my hands kneading the muscles in her gorgeous long legs. I paused to provide a little extra special attention to her full high-B-cup breasts, still perkily upright even though she was on her back. I'd pushed the hem of her nightshirt up and above that heaving bosom, but left it trapped around her shoulders and neck. And as I positioned my other head at the entrance to Lisa's portal of glory, I stared down into her sweet face. She possessed the ideal Asian appearance, although her personality had been quite Americanized. An inverted tear-drop with slender cheekbones and dainty chin. Large, luminous eyes with natural double-eyelids. Her irises were an extremely light natural brown, so light that when the light hit them just right they seemed to glow golden. Her long satiny black hair also had been streaked with gold that highlighted her eyes wonderfully.

I aimed myself perfectly from many, many hours of practice in the past week, and slid into the hilt in one go. She was perfectly lubricated and cooed into my ear as she felt my hardness fill her tightness. Once in, she wrapped her lithe legs about my hips and pulled me to her. I leaned my chest down onto her naked bosom, but felt the cloth of her nightshirt rubbing into my pecs. There's just something so sexy about a woman wearing a shirt but having it pushed out of the way instead of total nakedness.

We pumped at each other with practiced ease; but no matter how many times we had made love recently, I was still amazed at the "perfect" feeling that came with the act itself. In these moments, Lisa and I were one being, one soul. Every sensation of pleasure she felt was transmitted directly into my brain, and vice versa. I knew I could never get enough of this feeling, I was addicted to it like the greatest drug ever created.

No matter how long we spent gazing into each other's eyes and luxuriating in the pleasure of our lovemaking, it was always over too quickly. Without any warning or buildup, I was suddenly pouring myself out into her willing body, and I could see the tightness in her eyes as Lisa too felt the ripples of her fourth orgasm of the morning. Like a continuous waterfall I felt the endless stream rush out of me, and then it was over. Lisa cradled my head as I rested it on her shoulder, my energy spent.

For a moment there was only silence in the room, and then Lisa broke it. "I'm hungry. Let's go get breakfast, honey."

***

As Lisa and I sauntered down the hallway, I took a moment to watch the rest of the pretty sorority sisters dashing this way and that to get ready for the day, most of them wearing next to nothing. alpha Kappa Delta Phi was the largest Asian-American Sorority in the U.S., and here at University it was also known for having some of the best looking women on campus. Last Friday, almost a week ago, my buddy Tim and I had accidentally wandered into this house and started off a chain-reaction of sex, lust, jealousy, and love that had led to my current relationship with Lisa Park.

Breakfast was a simple affair of bagels and toast, with a little more coffee and tea in the large Sorority kitchen than usual. It was already the Thursday of Finals Week and everyone on campus seemed to need a little more caffeine to get through it. It never ceased to amaze me how clean these sorority girls kept their kitchen when compared to one of the Frat Houses next door. We filled our plates and headed out to the plush couches of aKDPhi's living room. Already present were a cheerily awake Aika and Daphne, two other sorority sisters I'd become well acquainted with in the last week. After greeting them with hugs and little peck kisses, Lisa and I settled down into a loveseat.

Aika Mei was a petite Japanese fireball. Barely topping five feet tall, she had short hair dyed a light auburn, a cute face, and a penchant for exploring a guy's Anime fantasies. She had a good-sized chest for a girl her size (I keep thinking of her as a girl as opposed to a woman), and owned several titillating costumes, ranging from Japanese sailor-schoolgirl to Evangelion Rei uniforms. She was also a hyperkinetic nyphomaniac in the sack.

Daphne Chen was quite the opposite. Quite tall for a Chinese girl, she also balanced some of the fullest curves I've ever seen on an Asian girl atop the tiniest of waists. Somewhere along the way, she'd gotten C-cup breast implants that were pushing the D-mark. She must have paid quite handsomely for them because she had the best pair of tits I'd ever seen or could possibly imagine, Lisa's included. Also, nestled in her very curvaceous hips, Daphne had the hottest inferno of a pussy I'd ever felt. As opposed to Aika's hyper version of fucking, Daphne preferred smoother, longer stroking sex.

We'd all casually known each other from class and various social activities as my circle of guy friends had intermittently dated sorority women. Only in the last week had I ever gotten this close, however. I'd also had a class occasionally with Lisa in years past, so we had been casual acquaintances for our relationship took a turn for the sexual.

This morning, the four of us were commenting on the past few days of Finals Week. Even though he's my housemate, I hadn't seen much of Tim since the weekend. I understood that he was studying for Finals to make sure he graduated, but he spent way too much time outside of the house for that to be the only reason.

Daphne coyly informed me that she'd locked him away in her room for the past few days. In fact, he was still snoozing in her bed right now. Tim was going to Carnegie Mellon for graduate school, and the two of them did not expect to maintain a 4000-mile long-distance relationship. So they'd just settled for enjoying what little time they had, and Daphne did not intend to let Tim out of her sight except when absolutely necessary.

"I'm going to miss his big dick too," Aika whined. "Hey, how about you guys?" she added, looking at Lisa and I. "Tim and Daph have settled on making this a fun fling before he graduates, but what are you going to do when your boy-toy gets his diploma?"

Good question. I'd accepted a good financial consulting job in San Francisco, but Lisa was still only a 3rd-year. She still had to stay at University for one more year. I said honestly that we hadn't thought much about it nor had we talked about it.

"I know we can make it work," Lisa spoke up, looking to me hesitantly for confirmation. "It's only an hour's flight away or six hours driving from L.A." Even as she said this, she looked directly at me hopefully as if asking me rather than answering Aika's question.

I wanted to say "yes, of course." I really wanted to. Lisa had become so important to me in the past week, and recently I had formally asked her out on a dating basis. We shared a special connection I still could not completely describe. But so far we were just dating. I'd pledged to make her my number one priority among women. A full blown long-term relationship implied "girlfriend" status, commitment, and all the emotional investment that entails. Was I ready?

All three of the girls looked to me for some form of affirmation or denial of this, but before I could say anything, Trinh entered the room. "Hey, guys! What's up?"

Trinh Vu was gorgeous. Tall and elegant, with an aristocratic flair. High cheekbones framed a pretty face with wide almond-shaped eyes. Light blue eyeshadow perpetually highlighted her features giving her a wondrous exotic look. She was curvy in all the right places and tight in all the other places, with an excellent sense of the latest fashion styles. Here she entered the room in casual yet trendy morning clothes, with a baggy sky blue top cropped to show off a flat tummy that hung off her protruding C-cup breasts, creating an enticing shadow between the shirt and her skin. Extremely short matching shorts showed off the tanned curves of her long legs, which flexed alluringly whenever she sat down and folded her legs in.

The other girls got up to give her a good morning hug as she gave them each a peck on the cheek. And despite Trinh's earlier advances on me, Lisa apparently harbored no grudge (seeing as Lisa got me in the end) and got up as well to greet her friend. But when Lisa went to peck her on the cheek, Trinh turned her head slightly to capture Lisa's lips with her own. My cock involuntarily began to stir at this sight. Breaking the kiss, Trinh gazed into Lisa's eyes, whispering a "good morning, sweetie" to her.

If that little peck woke me up a bit, Trinh's next move made sure I was wide awake. I didn't get up to greet her, so Trinh dropped herself in my lap, wrapping her arms about my neck, and shoved her tongue down my throat. I lost myself for a moment in the kiss before Trinh broke away, Lisa punching her playfully on the shoulder and telling her to "get off my man."

Trinh apologized by kissing Lisa hotly on the mouth. "He's just so yummy and you've been keeping him all to yourself for the past week!"

We made small talk for a bit, Trinh deciding to perch atop the armrest nearest to me and brush her legs against me. I kept my plate of half-eaten bagel in my lap to conceal myself, Trinh unrelenting in her teasing as I felt her long hair brushing against my back.

Finally, Daphne decided she wanted to go and wake Tim up, and she left with a wicked grin on her face. I silently prayed for Tim's stamina to hold up this morning because Daphne looked like she was intending a long and very athletic waking this morning.

Trinh excused herself to finish her last final this morning, and Lisa dragged me back to her room to get changed so we could go out. Aika invited herself along as well, and said she'd meet us "upstairs." I wondered at this for a moment as I remembered that Lisa's room was on the second floor, but Aika's was on the first floor. No one from our little sex-circle had a room on the third floor, so what could she mean?

Lisa said nothing as we returned to her room and changed into normal street clothes. I had actually completed all of my finals already (benefits of being a 4th-year), and intended to go casual with shorts and a T-shirt. Lisa disapproved and dressed me a few other clothes she picked out. I'd stored many clothes at Lisa's place in the past few days. Feeling slightly hen-pecked I submitted and changed. After a few minutes, we exited the Sorority House and went on a quiet walk towards campus. Lisa never told me where we were going today, but frankly, I didn't care. I had decided that just being in her presence, going on quiet walks like this and holding her hand was all I really wanted in life.

Now one of the landmarks of the University was an impressive bell tower. Perched atop a hill at the north end of campus, its chimes could be heard every hour for miles around. Along the way, Daphne and Tim arrived, Tim with a flushed and sweaty face giving away exactly how Daphne had chosen to get him up. We met a smiling Aika at the side entrance, where she produced a key and opened the lock.

"How did you get that?" I wondered aloud.

Aika turned and gave me an impish grin. "Oh, I gave one of the security guys a blow job."

Lisa reached over and closed my gaping mouth by lifting up my lower jaw. "She's kidding."

"But it is amazing what you can get if you just ask it in the right way!" Aika giggled, cupping her not-exactly tiny breasts. Opening the door, she led the way into the slightly hot stairwell and we silently climbed the steps.

Approximately six floors of stairs later, we were all a little tired and perspiring from the stuffy hot air of the stairwell. However, the reward at the end was well worth it. Standing not too far away from one of the king-sized speakers, we had a breathtaking view of the campus below. It was a beautiful late spring day, not a cloud in the sky, the University filled with singing birds and lush greenery. A cooling breeze was drifting in through the high archways of the tower and lowering the temperature to comfortable levels.

After some quiet moments staring out at the view and holding Lisa in my arms while she lay back against me, I checked my watch. It was almost eleven in the morning, and the hourly chime would be ringing soon. Seeing as we were about two feet from the speakers, I figured now would be a good time to get some distance from them or suffer temporary, and maybe even permanent hearing loss.

We quickly shuffled down the stairs a couple levels when the familiar "ding- dong" of the tower went off, but we had enough insulation from the sound that it wasn't deafening. We all stopped for a moment to listen, but when the bells stopped, the girls didn't head down the stairs, but instead headed back up. Lisa tugged my hand as I gave her a questioning look. We got back up to the bells level, and Lisa turned to me with a wide, smile that showed off her pearly whites. "Have you ever done it in a bell tower?"

"What?" It was at this point I noticed Aika pulling out a self-inflating queen- size mattress, complete with cloth cover. She'd apparently stashed it up here earlier. Without further ado, Lisa tripped me where I landed on my back atop the mattress, and before I could question any further, she'd undone the clasp of my khaki's and yanked both them and my boxers to my knees. "Just returning the favor from this morning." And then she fed on me.

All coherent thought fled my mind as I felt the warm wetness of her lips encase my rapidly rising rod. One hand went to my sweaty balls, caressing them as her other hand formed a tight ring about my shaft, pumping me to fuller hardness. Lisa loved going down on me, and her skill at pleasuring me showed off how often she had practiced.

My mind was racing at the notion of what we were doing. If security caught us we'd be in big trouble. And I had no idea how well sound carried through the echoing cavern of the bell tower. I already noticed that Aika had pinned Tim against a wall, her hand buried down his shorts and her arm tugging his face down to kiss her. If people could hear the bell chime for miles around due to the acoustics, how well could they hear Aika's famous orgasmic shriek?

As I lay my head back against the mattress Daphne leaned over to capture my lips with her own. We frenched passionately, tongues darting in and out in a contest of territory. She lifted her head away for a moment to lift her top off in one quick motion, exposing her heaving chest to the world, encased in its sheer bra. Daphne then returned her mouth to mine. My hands let go of Lisa's streaked hair, and went to Daphne's waist, tugging her skirt down her legs.

Coming up for air, Daphne slid her skirt and panties off her feet, then straddled my head, lowering her steaming pussy to my waiting mouth. She had a sweet and musky taste, and her energetic humping of my face was sure to give my tongue a workout.

"Ooh, you always did say he was really good at this," Daphne panted to Lisa as she unclasped her bra, baring that fabulous bust to my hungry gaze. Lisa didn't respond as her mouth was still stuffed with my cock.

By now, Aika had stripped herself and Tim completely below the waist, and leapt up into his strong arms. Tim had turned her about and pinned her up against the wall, the cool cement causing a small scream to emanate from Aika's mouth. Apparently only supported by her legs wrapped around Tim's hips and Tim's hands on her ass, Aika was sliding up and down the smooth surface of the wall as Tim repeatedly drove upwards into her tight snatch.

Lisa was still bobbing away at me, alternately licking and sucking my entire length down her throat. As my hips began to jerk of their own accord, she sped up her pace, her hand fisting me ever more tightly as she brought me to a groaning orgasm. At least, I would have groaned out my release if my mouth weren't stuffed full of Daphne cunt. Like a geyser I erupted, shooting several shots into Lisa's waiting mouth where she swallowed every drop like a pro.

Once I'd released that much tension, I turned my focus to getting Daphne off. I introduced a finger into her hot dripping snatch, and was rewarded with increasingly energetic bucking on Daphne's part. I had to watch for opportunities to catch a breath as Daphne now smothered me with her cunt, blocking me also from getting any further looks as to what her boyfriend and Aika were doing. My tongue slurped the length of her slit and wrapped itself about her clit, sending out a loud moan of ecstasy I know had to be heard in the courtyard below. 

I was just working in a second finger into Daphne's inferno when a recognizable high-pitched moan filled the cavernous room, ending in Aika's signature orgasmic shriek. Only a moment later, Daphne moaned out her own climax and dumped her load of liquid honey into my waiting mouth. My head was ringing from the reverberations of the girls' dual screams bouncing around the room, and when they came down from their highs, I could hear the resonance still echoing through the tower.




The Sorority House Ch. 04



Leaving me coated with her girlcum, Daphne lifted herself up and lay back across the mattress. Reaching almost to the boiling point, Tim set Aika down to the ground, where she dropped to her knees and stuffed Tim's meat into her mouth just as the first jet exploded. Her eyes were wide as she was quickly swallowing and looking up into Tim's face as she drank down every last drop. Then Aika rose to her feet and casually strode across the concrete floor over to the railing overlooking the main bell courtyard. Her love juices still trickled down her bare legs, although she kept the blouse about her top.

Lisa, still fully dressed, tackled me and I held her tightly as she licked Daphne's juices off of my face. Her hand went to my still flaccid cock, and with expert care, gently began to stroke me back to life. Unbuttoning her blouse and popping open her front-clasp bra, Lisa let her heavy tits enfold my rapidly arising rod, and began to slide my meat in between the valley of her breasts. She palmed her own nipples, caressing the flesh and wrapping herself about my shaft. Every now and again, she extended her tongue out to titillate the tip, until I had reached a satisfying hardness. Then tugging me to my feet, she pointed me towards Aika and gave me a healthy swat on the rear.

Startled, I staggered forwards a few steps, then turned around. Since that night when I'd asked Lisa to date me on a serious basis, I had never fucked anyone but her. Actually, eating Daphne out just now was the first sexual contact I'd had with another girl at all since then. But there Lisa sat, buttoning herself back up, and gesturing to her waiting sister. With newly charged hormones coursing through me, I settled in behind her petite Japanese friend. When my hands went to Aika's hips, she moaned and leaned forwards, her hands on the rail in front of her. Both of us still had our shirts on, but were naked as jaybirds from the waist down.

She was short, so getting my arms below her, I lifted Aika up as she wrapped her legs outside mine, her feet trapping behind my calves. Now positioned just so, I guided myself upwards and into her moist pussy. She was incredibly tight as I remembered, her petite body having something to do with that. However, Tim had apparently loosened her up a bit, and I did not take very many thrusts before I was able to bottom out inside of her.

Looking back, I found that Daphne was worn out, face down on the mattress with her fabulous tits grinding down into the mattress fabric. She never did have very much stamina for this. Tim had apparently revived and introduced himself into her willing cunt doggy-style. Daphne had her eyes closed and her upper body limp as Tim pounded into her rag doll body.

The act of holding Aika up was tiring, although her very strong legs wrapped about me helped immensely. And as little whimpers began to emanate from her mouth, our hips began to buck together. We moved slowly but steadily, our precarious position tempering Aika's normally hyperactive sex pace. We looked out across the view, the cooling breeze whipping the sweat off my face. Lisa was against the railing about five feet from us, looking down into the courtyard. "You two have quite the audience, you know. There's about twenty people down there looking up here to see what the noise is!"

Somehow, the exhibition of the moment got into my head. My hips took on a life of their own as I began to ram up and forwards into Aika's willing body harder and faster. I pumped and I pumped and I pumped, each collision into Aika's tight ass with my hips pushing out a loud shriek from the girl impaled on my pole. Lisa was suddenly next to me, her hand clamped down over Aika's crotch, her hand I could feel sliding over my rod as it pistoned out of her friend and twitching at Aika's love button. Aika's gasps reached fever pitch and she let loose with a shriek impossibly louder than the one before, her little girl voice echoing through the tower. I felt the tight squeeze of her cunt muscles in the throes of orgasm, setting off my own. Both barrels fired at once, filling my little nympho to the brim.

My heartbeat pounding in my head, I leaned backwards and away from the railing. With Aika's legs still wrapped around mine, I could barely move and began to topple over. With a last spurt of energy, I directed myself towards the inflated bed, and managed to half land across it, my hip banging painfully against the floor. Aika, held a little bit higher in my arms, fell completely onto the bed, tumbling safely to a halt atop its soft surface. 

Lisa said nothing as she sauntered forwards, then jammed four of her fingers into Aika's sopping wet cunt. She leaned down to capture Aika's tongue with her own, and lifted Aika's shirt to maul her tits with her free hand. Within moments Aika howled out her third orgasm, thrashing on the bed, and then finally becoming still. Lisa pulled out her fingers, now completely coated with our mixed white spunk. Daintily, she licked her hand clean. "Mmm, one of my favorite flavors: my man's spunk mixed with Aika's sweetness."

In the background, I could hear Daphne moaning out another release, her body going completely limp as she threatened to black out. Daphne never quite had the endurance to last very many orgasms before passing out. Not quite finished yet, Tim kept slamming his meat into her limp body until he peaked, filling his fuck buddy with all the juice he had left in his balls.

After Aika and Daphne had recovered, we dressed and headed for the stairs. I asked about the bed, but Aika said she'd come back for it later. Finally hitting the door, we popped it open, to be greeted by a small crowd. At the head of it was a student campus security officer, with a slightly unpleasant look on his face.

He came forwards, and Aika bounded out to meet him with a "Hey, Bobby!" His unpleasant demeanor did not change. They argued animatedly, and I heard the word "trespassing" float out of their comments. He whipped out a citation and began to scribble on it, then turned and gestured for the little crowd to disperse. With nothing really left to see, they drifted away.

The rest of us stayed back by the door. I whispered to Lisa, "We're in trouble too. He's going to have to come get our names once Aika can't convince him to let us off."

Lisa leaned in and fixed me with a quirky look. "Never count Aika out. That's the same guy she got the key from."

Once the crowd had gone, Aika turned and began bouncing back to us, a happy smile on her face. Without a word, she brushed past us and began to hop up the stairs. Officer Bobby followed, coughing nervously. He turned to me at the last moment, ripped the citation in half, and handed it to me. Then with a guilty smile on his face, he followed Aika up the stairs. 

As our little foursome began to trek back to the Sorority House, I chuckled to myself and offered a silent prayer for Bobby's stamina. After 3 orgasms, Aika's going to go at it again. Nympho indeed.

***

Thursday night. Finals week was almost over, and while there were still a few exams to be taken on Friday, all of the 4th-year finals were completed. As such, a few of the graduating sisters got together and decided to throw an impromptu party at the house. Trinh, as one of the graduating organizers, demanded that I attend. Daphne was also done with her exams, and demanded that Tim come to the party with her. Lisa and Aika both unfortunately had finals on Friday morning, and both said that they'd head out to the library to study and get away from the noise for tonight.

I didn't want to go since Lisa would not be around, but Tim insisted that I keep him company. So Tim dragged me into going to the aKDPhi party with him, with Lisa's blessing, and I promised her that I'd come back to her room when the library closed at midnight.

Tim and I went back to our house to change, and we ended up arriving back at the Sorority House when the party was already in full swing. Music was blaring out the open windows and both parking lots were pretty full. Entering in through the front door for the first time that I can remember, I had only taken two steps before a lively girl in an aqua halter top and a dyed-blonde ponytail leaped into my arms and planted a juicy kiss on my lips. My brain short-circuited for a moment, and when I came to the girl had stepped back. I'd seen her in the hallways before, but had no idea who she was or what her name was. I noticed another girl had greeted Tim in a similar manner.

"Hi! Welcome to K-D-Phi! Drinks are back in the kitchen to the left, and bathrooms are down this hall. And I'm sure one of the sisters would love to show you where the bedrooms are!" She smiled like a pixie and then whirled off to greet the next group of guys just arriving.

Daphne appeared from nowhere and instantly grabbed Tim's hand. "You're coming to dance with me, loverboy!" She was hot tonight. A short red minidress that showed off her legs, backless with a halter top and plunging V-neck. Two paper thin strips of cloth were doing a poor job of containing her bountiful bosom, and dangly diamond earrings complemented her hair nicely. She kissed Tim, looked to me and gave me a playful jiggle of her breasts, then turned and began to drag Tim off to a side room where the DJ had set up a dance floor.

Tim just shrugged to me as he was led away, then yelled at me to get him a drink. Not a bad idea. I was very happy with how things were turning out with Lisa, and only came to the party to make sure Tim didn't get swallowed up. But I guess it wouldn't hurt to put in a dance or two with Daphne and friends, and the idea of getting toasted to celebrate the end of my academic career was not altogether unpleasant. Maybe I could have a good time.

I mixed myself a 007: Vodka martini, shaken, not stirred. I grabbed another drink for Tim and mixed a fruity concoction for Daphne. Wandering out, I found the two of them rubbing each other and really moving together with the music. They separated long enough to grab their drinks and sway with the music as we drank and chit-chatted. The House was packed with people and despite the air- conditioning and the open-windows, it was getting stuffy. The reduced air only seemed to make people get drunk faster.

I dropped our plastic blue cups into the trash and headed for the kitchen for another round when I felt a pair of hands grabbing my ass. I didn't move for a moment, luxuriating in the feel of the caressing fingers before turning about. I felt good from the first alcoholic buzz and the music thumping through my veins, and was nothing but smiles as I looked into Trinh's gorgeous face.

"Mix me a drink, stud?" she asked as she lay her hands on my arm. She was the picture of beauty tonight. She had on a sleek satiny sleeveless dark blue top that was neck high, but sheer enough to prove she wasn't wearing a bra. A black miniskirt showed off her wonderfully flexed legs. Her omnipresent eyeshadow glimmered in the blacklights, along with a dark nearly blue lipstick. Her silky jet-black hair was pulled back and up to bare a graceful neck.

"Sure thing." There was no harm in just getting her a drink. I held out the crook of my arm for her to grab, which she did. "Follow me."

I cruised back into the crowded kitchen. Once there, Trinh wanted to know if I could handle tequila. She made it sound like a challenge, so I had no choice but to say "of course." She produced two shot glasses and promised to match me shot for shot. We sliced some limes and got out the salt. Before I could react Trinh grabbed my wrist and licked the underside of it sensually, and poured the salt onto it. Then she held out her own wrist to me. Playing along, I licked it, and poured the salt. Raising my shot-glass, I licked her wrist to get the salt as she did likewise, then pounded the shot. The rush of flavor assaulted my brain as I snatched up a lime to suck on. One down.

We continued popping tequila body shots, moving to progressively more dangerously erotic locations to start the salt. By now we had also built up a small audience in a circle around us. The guys were cheering me on and the girls rooting for Trinh. By the fifth one, my head was swimming and Trinh was giggling like a schoolgirl. She stood up on her tiptoes and licked my lips, then tilted my head back and placed the salt there. She licked her own lips after and layered the salt, then pulled my head forwards for a wet kiss. My tongue played out across her lips as I gathered the salt into my mouth and then I broke back to drain the tequila shot.

I was midway through my post-shot lime when Trinh got a hungry look in her eyes. Her fingers darted to my mouth, plucking the lime out and tossing it over her shoulder. Her mouth quickly replaced the lime, her tongue burying itself in my mouth.

Conscious thought left me as I gave myself over to the kiss. The strong scent of her perfume, the electric shock of her kiss, and the pleasurable haze of a tequila buzz sent my brain into ecstasy orbit. We hungrily devoured each other, kissing and grasping. At that moment I didn't care how many people were watching, I was about to rip Trinh's clothes off and fuck her right then and there.

Trinh seemed of like mind, but a tad more conservative. She instead broke the kiss and grabbed me by the hand. With fifteen drunken frat-boys cheering me on, Trinh led me out of the kitchen and down the hallway to the bedrooms.

Before I'd realized it, we were outside of Trinh's second floor room, a place I'd been to a few times in the past week. For a fleeting moment, Lisa popped back into my head. "Don't do it man" I was telling myself. But then I felt myself pinned against the wall as a hormonally charged Trinh slammed her body against me and wrestled with my tongue, sending all thoughts of my girlfriend out the window. Seemingly changing her mind, she then broke the kiss, and led me further upstairs. I felt relief at leaving Trinh's doorway. Maybe I wouldn't have to betray Lisa after all. We reached the third floor and stopped before a corner room. Some dim corner of my mind recalled that there were only three bedrooms on the top floor, along with a sorority conference room. Those three bedrooms were reserved for the President, VP, and the Secretary.

Without further ado, Trinh banged the door open and led me inside. My alcohol fogged brain activated enough to take in the surroundings. There were no lights on except for two banks of blacklights giving the room a dark purple glow. The walls were painted a matte black also, with hundreds of glow in the dark stars and moons affixed to them and the ceiling. These I saw for a moment before another object caught my eye. Lying fully naked in the middle of a queen-sized bed, lay another gorgeous sorority sister. 

Quyen Tran (pronounced like "Quinn"), I dimly remembered, was the aKDPhi Secretary, a quiet girl who seemingly always wore black. While we'd met on several occasions, she never seemed to talk or say more than two words in a given conversation. Now I was seeing more of her than I'd ever expected to. Her body was a mirror of Trinh's, from lithe legs to round C-cup breasts, such that except for slight differences in facial features, they could nearly be twins. Long, lithe legs, shapely hips, and volcanic tits, I felt like a desperate alcoholic trying to decide between two identical pitchers of beer.

Trinh started to brag about how she promised that she would bring back a stud and here I was, but Quyen didn't respond, only locking her deep dark eyes onto mine. The blacklights created an eerie glow and made the whites of her eyes shine back at me. Her hair was a shiny black, and when the lights hit it I could swear it was dyed a violet hue. Trinh, still giggling like a drunk schoolgirl, which she was, led me to the bed and sat me down next to Quyen. She leaned down, nibbling on my ear and then proceeded lower to strip my slacks and boxers off. Quyen went to the buttons of my shirt, then as quietly as a geisha slipped both it and my undershirt off my body, leaving me totally naked on the bed.

While the sight of her naked body had led me to the conclusion that I was to get laid tonight, what happened next came as a complete surprise. Quyen took a hold of my wrists and pinned them back towards the head of the bed, and then before I could react, she slapped them into handcuffs, pinning me to the bed. At the foot of the bed, Trinh did the same with my ankles.

I struggled for a moment in a slight panic. I hadn't expected to be trapped here. The cuffs were tight enough I had no chance of slipping out, but were at least lined with a soft fleece so they wouldn't chafe. Looking about, I noticed that the cuffs were built directly into the bed. Where had Quyen bought this thing?

The suddenness of being locked in had cut short my arousal, and the alcohol in my body was not very helpful in getting me back up. But Quyen took upon this task as she extended a very long tongue out to gently caress my soft tool. Between that, her cold demeanor, the glowing eyes, and the metallic violet in her hair and also her fingernails, Quyen seemed less human and more a sensually reptilian figure of lust.

Now that I had been sufficiently locked in and Quyen beginning her ministrations on me, Trinh gave a satisfied hiccup and exited the room. So here I was, handcuffed to a bed in a dimly lit room with a predatory woman I barely knew giving me one hell of a blow job. Lisa entered my mind for only a second before Quyen's next lick drove that thought away.

I floated on the euphoria of a great alcohol buzz mixed with the sexual pleasure emanating from my lower body. Quyen was apparently now satisfied with my hardness as she slid me out of her mouth. Slowly and taking great care to keep her skin in constant contact with mine, she kissed her way up my navel and towards my chest. The twin velvety points of her engorged nipples trailed on my skin as well, sending little pleasure bolts stinging all over my chest. Her head finally reached level with mine and I reached out my lips to kiss her but she pulled back, shaking her head in a wordless "no." Instead, she reached out her tongue to my ear, bathing it in a soft caress and nibbling at my neck.

Her slow trek up my body had turned me on and left me panting with desire to bury myself inside of her. Apparently satisfied with her teasing, Quyen grabbed my painfully rigid tool and settled her pussy lips about the head. Then, with her glowing eyes gazing deep into mine, her hips descended, encasing my meat in a hot, wet, embrace that simply felt so damn good.

As she lowered herself onto me, I couldn't wait any longer as my hips rammed upwards with all the strength I could muster, spearing up into Quyen's hole with violent energy. She leaned over, rubbing her tits in my face as we set up a rapid thrusting, already counting down to my own explosion. I had been so revved up from Quyen's amazing blow job and then teasing caresses, I already was spilling over the edge. My hip gyrations reached a fever pitch and I was suddenly roaring out my orgasm, spewing my load into her after only a couple of minutes.

When I finally relaxed, Quyen gave me a satisfied smirk, and lifted off of me. Now a drunk college boy quickly becomes a tired college boy, and I could feel the energy drained out of me. But Quyen would have none of it. She scooted forwards over the black sheets of the bed, then planted her wet cunt in my face, my semen oozing out of it and all.

All she said was "eat me."

The cold tone said she wouldn't take no for an answer. I hesitantly leaned forwards and stretched out my tongue. It wasn't the first time I'd tasted my own cum, but never quite in this fashion. It was a big turn on for me to see one girl sucking my jizz out from another girl's pussy, and I soon realized that doing it myself had a funny ironic quality to it. The taste wasn't THAT bad, like a large amount of salt added to Quyen's sweet pussy flavor. Her hair down here was trimmed neatly, and did not impede with my tongue movements as I gradually got into what I was doing. While I was not actively drinking down our mixed fluids, I wrapped my tongue around her swollen clit and I wanted to introduce a few fingers into the mix. However, my hands and legs were still trapped by the cuffs and I was at the mercy of this dark babe.




The Sorority House Ch. 04



I realized at this point how quiet a lover Quyen was. Other than to say "eat me" she had not uttered a sound since I came in. No moaning, no screaming, nothing. She seemed to definitely be enjoying herself from her flushed face and eyes squeezed shut and the sensations I was giving her. Between the alcohol-induced double-vision and the erotic sight of this silent naked seductress, it was a kind of surreal experience, like a porn video with the sound muted.

Quyen's thighs were now quivering and her hips bucking against my face as I sensed an orgasm about to wash over her. At this point I heard the door opening and then Trinh was suddenly next to us. Trinh's fingers went to rubbing Quyen's clit above me while I eagerly ran my tongue along the folds of her cunt. I looked up to see that Trinh was passionately kissing her sorority sister, her other hand squeezing and pinching Quyen's round breast. Suddenly, Quyen's powerful legs clamped shut around my ears, threatening to crush my head as she opened her mouth in a soundless moan. I watched the twitching of her body as the waves of pleasure rolled outwards from her hips, and I felt the rush of juices coating my trapped face, but not a sound came out. The experience was incredible. When Quyen came down from her high, Trinh just looked to me with a seductive grin. "She's amazing isn't she. So sensual and so quiet."

I could only nod my agreement. Back behind the twins as I had come to think of Quyen and Trinh, I could see that Tim and Daphne had also arrived, Trinh having apparently retrieved them while Quyen had her way with me. I tugged at my cuffs and looked to the two girls, my eyes questioning if I could be released. Trinh shook her head "no." "We like you better this way. I don't have to worry about you running off to find your girlfriend."

If the fact that I'd come so recently and was worn out didn't deflate my cock, the sudden remembrance of Lisa helped bring it down. But then there was Trinh, with a bottle of Tequila pouring me another shot. This time she layered her salt over my soft cock. Trinh then stripped herself naked, and layered my salt on her very hard and protruding nipple. "Come on, stud. I know you want to."

It's very hard for any man to say no to a gorgeous naked woman who apparently wants to fuck you right now. I don't know of any males actually who could turn someone like Trinh down given my current inebriated and hormonally charged state. Ah, fuck it.

I leaned forwards as much as my bonds would allow, and sucked Trinh's juicy nipple into my mouth, licking every crystal of salt off and then some. Trinh giggled and dropped her lips to my dick, licking it clean as well, apparently also savoring the taste of Quyen's love juices still on it. Then she tilted my head back and poured the tequila in my mouth, sending another burst of alcohol induced inhibition-killers down my throat.

Turning back to Daphne and Tim, she ordered Daphne to get over and fuck me while she and Quyen got to play with her boyfriend. "You've had Tim all to yourself all week already!" Trinh complained.

Not minding at all, Daphne leapt onto the bed and lay her chest over my still incarcerated form. Her dress was off in a flash and that bountiful bosom I loved so much was suddenly before me. I watched as her own fingers twiddled her erect nipples, and she leaned down to stretch out her tongue and bathe my little head. 

"Do you want to touch these?" she demurely asked, knowing full well my answer. She cupped the prodigious mounds, showing off their roundness and buoyancy and calling attention to the erect eraser-nubs of her nipples.

"Hell, yeah."

"Aww, but you can't," she pouted. My hands were still tied back. "But maybe you can taste them." With that Daphne leaned over me, lowering those fantastic tits to my mouth to suck on and nibble. My rod was now at full mast and straining painfully up towards Daphne's cunt as if it instinctively knew where it wanted to be.

Satisfied with my energetic tonguing of her tits, Daphne lay herself out on top of me, guided me just so and I was suddenly balls deep inside her inferno of a cunt. She leaned upwards and pulled my head back to her round tits, and I sucked as hard as I could at them as our hips began to slam at each other.

Tim meanwhile had Trinh leaning forwards on her knees, her arms braced up on top of the bed as he speared into her cunt from behind. Quyen was perched beside me on the bed where she was delicately guiding Trinh's tongue to lap at her steaming pussy. The three of them pulsed back and forth in an odd rhythm, each push forward of Tim's hips sending Trinh deeper into Quyen's crotch, that in turn resulting in Quyen's leaning back with pleasure and then swinging forwards to grind her pussy into Trinh's mouth as Trinh pushed herself back at Tim, trying to drive him deeper into her nether lips.

Daphne held my head in her hands, her eyes a little wild as she apparently was not free of the effects of alcohol. She gave me a serious look as if about to make one of those blunt and honest drunken confessions, even as her hips gyrated about my rod. "You know I always liked you. Tim was my favorite, he's got such a big dick. But you are such a great lover. Somehow you always knew what buttons to push and just how to stick it to me."

I smiled at this, and only bucked into her harder. I only wish that my hands were free so that I could start pushing some of those buttons she had mentioned. Instead I had to settle for moving my hips around, pushing my dick into every corner of Daph's hot cunt. She bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan and succeeding only in turning it into a series of panting gasps. Compared with Quyen, Daphne was a loud and vocal sex partner. She kept urging me to drive it deeper and harder, her hips in constant motion as she twisted and lifted about my shaft. Her breathy gasps of pleasure only spurred me on.

I heard the moan of an orgasm releasing next to me, and saw Quyen's mouth gaping open, but the sound wasn't from her. Trinh had her eyes tightly shut as her hips vibrated over Tim's rod, while her oral ministrations had apparently created Quyen's second orgasm of the night as well. Tim only thrust into Trinh a few more times before he pulled out. Trinh rapidly turned around as Quyen also slithered down onto the floor, where they positioned their faces side-by-side in front of his bulging dick. I could only imagine what was going through his head as he stared at the two similar faces. He stroked himself a few times and then erupted, spraying his seed into their open mouths and over their faces.

The erotic sight of this apparently kicked Daphne into overdrive as her hips slammed down on mine as if her life depended on it. Her panting increased in frequency and volume until she was screaming out her orgasm as I felt the wash of fluids coat my dick still embedded in her. A few strokes later I let loose, feeling the energy drain out of me as I filled her up.

Daphne toppled off my still restrained form onto the bed beside me, worn out for the moment. Trinh, having just finished licking Tim's jizz off of Quyen's face took the opportunity to compare flavors, lowering her head to Daphne's still steaming cunt to suck my flavors out of her. Trinh swung her hips over my face, and I eagerly licked up the sweet taste of her latest orgasm.

Two down, one to go. The situation of being bound to the bed was an erotic one, knowing I was at the mercy of these hot sorority babes. Despite not being in control, I also knew that I would get to have Trinh next. Despite having already cum twice, I could feel my cock trying to resurrect itself for one more go. I struggled against the bonds, my limbs were beginning to ache from prolonged immobility, and all that pent up energy was directed into seizing control and roughly taking Trinh by force.

Trinh apparently had the same idea. Now finished with Daphne's cunt, Trinh lifted herself up and hit the switches on the cuffs that released them. The instant that I was set free, I vaulted off the bed, grabbing at Trinh's sweaty body and slamming her onto her back across the bed. She yelped in surprise, but the look on her face indicated that she didn't mind what I was doing at all.

My lips descended directly to hers, our tongues battling for territory in each other's mouth. My hands roughly grasped her firm breasts and pinned her shoulders down while I ground my hardness over her damp crotch. Without further prelude, my hips drove forwards and I slammed myself into her fuckhole in one push. Trinh screamed out in pleasure as I drove into her, her arms wrapping about my head and trapping it against her chest in an intimate embrace. Over and over I pounded into her, knowing that having cum twice already I could last quite awhile for this last round. Trinh kept screaming as we held each other in this sweaty embrace, as the raw sexual connection I'd always felt with her spilled over into our lovemaking. I never dreamed it could be any better, but then Trinh said something to make the moment even more powerful. "Hey stud. I want you to fuck me in the ass!"

My first encounter with Trinh had been in her ass, and the event was one I will never forget. And except for that one time, Lisa had never really been into it. My eyes went wild with lust at Trinh's suggestion. She pressed gently onto my shoulder to turn me and I flipped about so I was lying flat on the bed. Trinh reached into a drawer and pulled out an identical bottle of lubrication to the one in her own room, and quickly began to rub it onto me. Then with her feet braced on top of the bed split wide on either side of my hips, her hands also braced against the bed, she lowered her rear down onto my staff.

I watched enraptured as I disappeared inch by inch, the pressure on my shaft incredibly tight. I reared my head in pleasure, taking in the full sight. Trinh, panting with lust, her body shaking and her jet black hair shining in the dim light. My arms wrapped around her body, firmly palming her tits and pulled her back against my chest. She still had her feet planted upright to give her leverage to lift herself up and down as I slid wetly into her while I nuzzled her neck and squeezed her nipples.

Tim was now on his back on the floor next to us. Quyen was quietly riding his rod while Daphne sat on his face, facing back towards Quyen. The two girls themselves were engaged in a heady, sloppy kiss, their hands grasping each other's tits and sweaty bodies. Between watching them go at it, Trinh's heaving naked body, and the pressure on my cock buried up Trinh's backdoor, I could feel the control I was so proud of slipping away.

Despite the lack of sound, Quyen apparently came and toppled off of Tim's rod. Daphne, not quite there, leaned down forwards to take Tim's still hard dick in her mouth, her pussy still clamped down over Tim's face to complete the sixty- nine. Meanwhile, Quyen lifted herself onto her bed, lying facedown between my split legs and shoving her tongue into Trinh's bouncing crotch. She had to hold onto Trinh's hips as the force of my thrusts sent Trinh's hips up and down, but Quyen bore down and gave Trinh's clit a tongue thrashing that sent waves of ecstasy up her body, causing her to writhe in my arms.

I continued to pound into Trinh's ass, and moaning out loud she climaxed, flooding pussy juices out of her crotch which dribbled down to add lubrication onto my pistoning rod. I watched as Quyen greedily drank down some of Trinh's love juices, then moved up on the bed to lie beside us. We rotated onto our sides so Trinh could lean over and taste herself on Quyen's lips while Quyen reached her hands to share Trinh's tits with me. I continued to ream Trinh's ass and propped myself onto an elbow to look across the bed at these two hot Asian babes going at it. I watched as my twins continued to fondle each other, and when Quyen took one of Trinh's upturned breasts into her mouth, I hit the edge.

I slammed one final time into Trinh's asscheeks and began shooting my juice into her bowels until my balls were completely drained. I bellowed out my orgasm as I continued to fire into her, Trinh twisting and clenching her ass exquisitely. Exhausted, I collapsed flat onto my back, Trinh moving to the other side of me so that I had one babe against each shoulder. For the moment I was in heaven as they kissed and caressed my worn body.

Then I looked at the clock. 1:30AM. The music was still going distantly down the hall. Then as the alcoholic haze began to evaporate in my head, to be replaced by the blackness of exhausted sleep, the time hit me. Lisa would be back at her room by now, probably wondering where I was. Before sleep overcame me, I surveyed the room, with four other naked bodies sprawled all over and the distinct smell of sex wafting in the air. Two such naked bodies where wrapped about my own, beautiful women cuddled in close to me. What had I done?

NEXT PART 5...



The Sorority House Ch. 05



Part 5: Beach Party

***

What have I done?

Friday morning and I awoke to a strange room. The walls and ceiling were all painted a matte black, with hundreds of little plastic glow-in-the-dark stars and moons hanging everywhere. The only light came in from a solitary window where the shade had been pulled up. Sitting on a loveseat with her feet pulled up and under her, Quyen was bathed in the glow of the morning light.

Her long, dark hair hung loosely over her shoulder and cascaded down her back as her deep eyes gazed out the window, as if in intense contemplation. She wore a large men's button down shirt, and apparently nothing else. She turned to look at me as I tried to sit up, saying nothing.

I say I tried to sit up because there was a heavy object on my chest. I glanced down to see the still naked form of Trinh laying next to me, with her head and right arm pillowed on me. Absently, I gently cradled her body to me, feeling her warmth. She stirred, but did not wake.

Looking back towards the window, I locked eyes with Quyen, her mesmerizing stare boring into the back of my head. I love eyes and the way hers glowed enraptured my soul. But there was a coldness to them that was a little off-putting. A bit shaken by her gaze, I broke the eye contact and looked about the room.

Tim and Daphne were cuddled with each other, much in the same way Trinh and I were, but on the floor with a quilt covering them. A black analog clock over the door showed that it was just after 6 AM. And then I thought of Lisa. She would probably still be asleep, but she would have gone to bed wondering where I was. I carefully slid out from under Trinh's tempting body, placing a warm pillow underneath her head. For a moment I gazed at her magnificent nude figure, but fear of Lisa's reaction kept any hormones at bay. For the millionth time I wondered, what had I done?

I got my clothes together as Quyen watched me silently from her perch in the corner of the room. Without thinking, I leaned down to give Trinh a soft kiss on the forehead, but stopped myself short. I'm devoted to Lisa. I'm devoted to Lisa.

As quickly, but as quietly as possible, I slipped out the door and rushed downstairs, hoping no one saw me in this early morning. I briskly walked to the back end of the parking lot; it had been pretty full when I arrived yesterday. On the way I saw Lisa's car, closer to the House than mine. With any luck, she would not have seen that my car was here all night. I drove home to shower and change. I was still exhausted from last night's exertions, and less than five hours of sleep did not help nearly enough. After stumbling out of the shower, I fell onto my bed and closed my eyes. Just before passing out, I whispered a silent "good luck" for Lisa and her final.

***

I sat on the desk chair in my bedroom, packing up nonessential items and planning on how to pack the rest. It was now Friday afternoon, and Lisa would have just finished with her final exam. What had I done? And what was I going to do? I was sure that Lisa was expecting me to come to her last night, to support her in her preparation for her last final as we had planned. She would want to know where I had been. What had I been doing? How was the party? Why had I not come to her?

I made up every elaborate excuse possible in the known universe, from staying away in her best interest to being kidnapped by aliens and rectally probed. In the end I knew what I had to do. I had to tell her the truth. I didn't know if I loved Lisa, but I knew that she was special, and what we had shared in the past week was special. I couldn't lie, and I had to come clean. Tim and Daphne were there last night also, and Daphne would surely tell Lisa about what happened eventually even if I tried to lie. I would tell her the truth and hope she would be forgiving. It wasn't like I had not slept with other women in the past week. I had in fact done so with her express permission and encouragement, remembering Aika and the bell tower. Surely she would understand a drunken orgy with the very friends and sorority sisters I'd banged when Lisa was present. If Lisa truly loved me, she could understand and forgive me.

The phone rang. It was her. "Hi honey!" She sounded cheerful. I was straining to detect the wounded tone I expected in her voice.

"Hi!" I was trying to be as positive as possible. "How was the final?"

"Oh, it was great! I think I may have had one problem with the last essay question, but I'm pretty sure I got a good grade!" She sounded so happy and excited.

"Look, about last night..."

"Oh, don't worry about it," she interrupted. "I figured that you wanted to let me focus on my final. It's so sweet that you cared enough to stay away from me instead of letting me get distracted. I know you wanted to come over. But it worked out great because I went straight to bed, got a good night's rest, and aced the final this morning!"

Wow. Was she serious? She was happy that I didn't come over last night? "Uh, I'm happy for you, Lisa."

"And I wanted to thank you personally, so don't go anywhere, mister." There was a playfully sexual tone to her last comment, and the sound of her happy voice all but melted away my fears. "I'll be over in a ten minutes!" 

It was closer to fifteen minutes, and the extra five only made me think more. I was waiting in the living room while some of my other buddies were watching a baseball game and shouting at the TV. I was thinking that I should tell her. She would find out eventually anyway. But in the middle of my last thought Lisa came through the door looking more gorgeous than ever. The guys were hooting at her superb figure now, the game all but ignored as they saw Lisa for the first time.

"Dude, you don't deserve that!"

"Hey baby, wanna ditch that loser and come play with a BIG boy?"

Lisa giggled at the attention, but simply crossed the room and planted a big, fat kiss on my lips. That shut up the boys pretty quickly. And she was stunning. She had on those heels with the straps that wrapped up her ankles that I adored so much. A tight black microskirt barely covered her tight, round ass. An equally tight pastel yellow tube top was cropped high to show off a flat tummy leading up to her voluminous breasts straining at the fabric and nearly spilling out of the top. Her streaked golden hair flowed loosely down her back, and that twinkle of joy was in her eyes. Without a word to the guys, she took my hand and led me back to my bedroom as the guys whistled and grunted after us.

Once in my room, she locked the door and turned off the lights, leaving the only illumination in the room the little bit of sunlight that glowed around the closed window drapes. She also turned on an old lava lamp I'd had for years, casting a deep blue shade throughout the room. Then Lisa turned and directed me into my desk chair, which was a simple, armless, swivel chair. She then crossed to my sound system, and extracted a CD from her purse, popping it in and starting up a song with a good rhythm but sounding like it came from a strip club. My eyes were hungrily taking in her lithe form, and I was starting to strain against my shorts as I watched her boobs jiggle around whenever she moved. There was quite obviously no bra inside of that tube top.

"You poor baby. It's been more than a whole day since you last got laid. I think that's the longest you've ever gone without sex in the last week!" She obviously didn't know about what I did last night, and must have been thinking back to the bell tower, although memory of the bell tower only made my dick even harder.

"Well, I'm going to make it up to you now. A thank you for letting me study for my final and waiting so patiently for me." She leaned forwards, her lips only inches from mine. I automatically leaned towards her to kiss her, but she stopped me with a hand to my chest. "No touching."

Then she closed her eyes and began to move. In time with the thumping beat coming from the speakers scattered around my room, her hips were popping this way and that. With exotic grace, she danced with the music while I watched her gorgeous form bounce and weave ever closer to me. I wanted to tell the truth about last night, but the erotic sight before me was too good to ruin. My adrenaline was pumping with my hormones, and I wanted to get laid. She was right next to me, showing off her round bottom and shoving it into my face when I reached up a hand to caress her, but she slapped my hand away at the last second. "No touching."

Still with that ass in my face, she began to slide the microskirt down her legs, revealing inch by inch that supple flesh I'd wanted to touch. With every inch further down, she revealed a nice pair pastel yellow panties, high cut over her hips and matching her top. At long last, the skirt dropped to the floor and she pulled her heeled feet through it, then kicked it aside.

The CD was by now on a faster song, and I watched her erotic dance continue as she now thrust her chest into my face, shaking side to side to cause her bosom to jiggle playfully. Then standing back, her hands went to the hem of her top. Still in motion with the music, she slipped the top upwards, until it was folded almost in half but still over her breasts. She left it there for a minute and kept bouncing with the music, the top now only a tight strip of fabric across the middle of her breasts, covering the nipples but revealing the top and bottom of each tit.

She straddled me and sat in my lap as she gazed straight into my eyes; her hands firmly attached to my wrists to remind me I was not allowed to touch her. Then with her chest in my face, she lifted her arms and pulled the tube top completely off of her, revealing those globes I had been fantasizing about for the last ten minutes. The moment was such a rush I nearly spewed my shorts right then and there.

Still in my lap she kept gyrating, and I felt the dampness of her pussy on my legs. With my hands still trapped to my sides, she pulled my head down; burying it in her bosom as she dry humped my engorged member still trapped in my shorts. I could hear her panting with arousal, and all I wanted to do was seize her, bend her over, and take her right now.

But she had other ideas as she got up from my lap, and turning around bent down to touch her toes, her pantied ass once again in my face. Then still folded over, she reached up and began to drag those panties down her legs, leaving her wearing only the heels, her earrings, and a big smile. She did a slow pirouette, letting my eyes drink in every curve of her naked form. I'd seen her nude body a hundred times, but had never been held back from even reaching out to touch her for this long before. My lust for her body and amazement at her beauty threatened to overwhelm my senses.

Undressing me came next, with my sandals kicked off; she ripped my shirt over my head and dragged my shorts and boxers to the floor, leaving me sitting in my birthday suit on my desk chair. All the while, the cheesy strip club music blared in the background.

I was about to just ignore her "no touching" rule and make a grab for her when Lisa got to me first. Her cool hand encircled my staff sticking out like a flagpole, quickly joined by her mouth. Up and down her head bobbed in my lap, sending sparks of pleasure shooting into my brain. Her hand pumped me, coaxing the sperm out of my balls while her left hand squeezed and caressed my heavy balls. My mind fondly raced back to exactly a week ago, almost to the same hour when we had first done this. I had accidentally barged in on her and Daphne, and Lisa had then just waltzed up and given me the blowjob of a lifetime.

I couldn't help but groan and moan at the pleasure she was giving me, her tongue expertly swirling about and dancing on my little head. I had been so turned on by Lisa's little striptease that I knew I couldn't last long, especially with Lisa's hot mouth. And then my balls were tightening as they readied their load, but in that instant she backed away and released me from her mouth.

I groaned out at how close I had come, but Lisa had a wicked grin on her face. "No coming, either." She waited for a moment, just watching my cock spasm as it strained at the border between release and denial, and when my hand moved to finish myself off she stopped me. "No touching yourself either."

At that moment I hated that grin she had on her face, but my gun apparently got the idea that it wasn't going to get to shoot off right now, and settled down. At this, Lisa leaned forwards, trapping my still very hard rod between her ample breasts, and began to move up and down, enfolding it with her warm flesh. Her hand was still on my balls, careful for any sign of imminent explosion. Every so often, she would slide me up all the way to her waiting lips, bathing the head with her tongue or popping me into her mouth for just a moment. She brought me closer and closer with her warm titfuck until I could feel the tightening in my crotch as I neared my climax. I visualized the sticky white explosion as I coated her face and chest with my seed.

But it was not to be, as she removed herself once again. I moaned my disapproval at coming so close, yet not quite to the end. She waited until I had calmed down, then planting her feet, still in those heels, on either side of my chair; she lowered her steaming crotch into my lap. She trapped my rod so that it pushed out under her ass, and with it sandwiched down there, she began to get herself off on me. She rotated her hips downwards to rub her clit against my rod, gyrating in my lap as I stared into her eyes and felt the hard tips of her erect breasts pushing into my chest. Faster and faster she moved in my lap, and I could hear her panting speed up in frequency. She was whimpering now, her eyes closed and her teeth clenched as she neared her orgasm, and with a deafening scream into my ear she let loose, coating my lap with her orgasmic fluids. She called out my name as she shuddered in my lap, vibrating in my arms as I absently wrapped them around her, forgetting the "no touching" rule; but she didn't mind. After a minute, she relaxed, then leaned forwards and kissed me on the nose. "I think that's enough teasing for you."

I couldn't agree more. My hardon was now quite painful, my whole body attuned and geared towards getting myself off. Lifting her hips, I redirected my cock and placed it into her folds. Then forcefully, violently I yanked her down onto me, penetrating her in one go. With her heels on the floor for leverage we fucked energetically, driving at each other with wild abandon. We were flailing about so much I had to devote some energy just to keeping us from falling off the chair. With all of the teasing, I knew I wouldn't last long and so after only a few minutes, I was grunting my climax as I came harder than I could ever remember. I slammed her hips down onto me one last time and held Lisa there as I erupted, bellowing loud enough I'm sure all of my buddies could hear over the television.

Spent, I had just enough energy to lift Lisa up and lay her gently across my bed, my juice oozing slightly out of her pussy. I crawled atop her, face to face, supporting my weight on my elbows instead of crushing her. For a moment, we said nothing, and I closed my eyes as we tenderly kissed. I felt the electric connection between us buzzing in my head, sparks of pleasure bursting from my brain and passing into her by way of our locked lips. I cradled her head in my arms as my hands stroked her head, my fingers combing through her hair.

And then our little quiet platonic moment was broken when I felt her hand on my tool, her fingers delicately tickling it as I felt the blood rush out of my head to ready my body for another go. Without a word, she looked at me sweetly and her hand changed into a pistoning motion as I felt rigidity return to my rod.

Before we went any further, I knew I wanted to please her first. I was pretty sure this was the first time I'd ever orgasmed before Lisa did while having making love, and it was not something I was especially proud of. I gently kissed my way down her chest, of course paying special attention to her upturned breasts, nibbling and pecking in a light path down to her hips. She sighed with pleasure and giggled whenever my touch tickled her. My lips brushed in and past her navel, down to her neatly trimmed bush. But at the last moment, when the logical path would have taken me to her now engorged clit, I veered left and continued down her leg. Lisa lightly slapped me on the back of my head. "You damn tease."

I popped up for only a moment to mutter, "You should be talking," then acquiesced by taking my nibbling pathway back up her leg and towards her crotch. But right at the last moment, once again, I veered off to the right and began down her other leg. Lisa only laughed and then hit me harder on the back of my head. "Get back where you belong, dammit!"

"Yes, ma'am." And I dove in, to be rewarded with the sharp intake of breath as my tongue headed directly for her pleasure button. I lapped up and down the length of her slit, dallying around at the top to tease her hard nub, and also at the bottom to tickle that delicate spot between her vagina and ass. My hands moved from their perches on Lisa's tight ass and moved upwards to worship her perfect tits.

It seemed like I was not the only put on edge by the teasing, and Lisa came quickly, her juices gushing out and coating my lips after only a few minutes of my ministrations. I headed back in to bring her to another orgasm, but she grabbed my head in her hands and stopped me. "Honey, I want to give you my ass."

That stopped me short. We'd tried it once seemingly a long time ago, and while the experience was incredible, she had distinctly avoided having anal sex ever since.

"I know you haven't done it since that one time, but I want to please you in every way!" Her voice was so soothing and tender, filled with love. There was no way she could know I'd just ass-fucked Trinh only last night. But that didn't mean I had to turn her down.

While I didn't have the bottle of lube that Trinh and Quyen kept, I wasn't entirely unprepared for this situation. A woman's ass is the kind of trophy that every guy dreams about and stays ready for, like keeping a condom in their wallet just in case they get lucky at a bar. I had a small tube of jelly in my drawer, and quickly crossed the room to retrieve it.

After coating my now fully erect rod, I began to coat the rim of Lisa's asshole. She was sweating with lustful anticipation, and the way my fingers kept drifting into teasing her cunt didn't exactly help to keep her calm. I pulled her body until her hips were at the end of the bed, and squirted the rest of the jelly up her chute. Then lifting her legs up to hang over my shoulders, I grasped her hips and slowly pushed my way inside her.

The feeling was exquisite, and unbelievably tight. Lisa had her eyes squeezed tightly shut with mixed pain and pleasure, and was moaning up a storm. Once it seemed that she had gotten used to my presence, I began to buck back and forth from my position standing at the foot of the bed, backing slowly outwards and pushing in with greater speed. Her buoyant bosom would bounce with each thrust, an erotic yo-yo effect as I propelled her body back and forth.

I could feel that I could last for awhile, and as we fucked over and over again the lubrication was joined by rivers of her pussy juices cascading downwards and coating themselves on my rod. We became a smoothly oiled machine, thrusting back and forth with almost no friction as her body relaxed and gave itself willingly to the pleasure. With a loud scream, she came, and without any direct stimulation to her pussy.

I began to tire from our efforts, and released her legs so that she would wrap them about my hips. I leaned forwards onto her chest as I continued to drive up her backdoor, she held my head in her hands and kissed me lovingly. I lost track of how much time we spent making love this way, but the CD she was playing had stopped and I was sure my roommates could now hear perfectly the moans and grunts emanating from my room.




The Sorority House Ch. 05



But I didn't care. At this point, you could have sent a tidal wave rushing towards us to wipe out the planet and we would not have interrupted our lovemaking. This was entirely different from the animalistic and cold fuck my last encounter with Lisa's ass had been. I savored the perfect feeling I had being joined with her. In this moment, I could not imagine another day without her. We were so attuned to each other, so perfect for one another. I swore not to let anything else ever come between us, not my raging libido, not Trinh, not my job in San Francisco. I would find away to stay together with Lisa after graduation. I only wished that we had found each other sooner.

And without any warning, we were both coming. My eyes were locked with hers as I watched the crescendo of pleasure roar through her eyes, and I'm sure she saw my climax in my eyes as well. I poured myself out into her bowels, and felt her wave gush out of her cunt as the violent crashing of our juices set off fireworks of pleasure in our hips.

It seemed like hours later that she was half-asleep on top of my bare chest. I cradled her tenderly, simply enjoying the intimacy of the moment. Soul mate. Now I understood.

"I love you."

Lisa's whispered proclamation reverberated through my head. It sent waves of a non-physical pleasure coursing through my head. Instinctively I was about to respond with an "I love you" of my own, but something stopped me. I was rigidly still for a moment. I could hear in her voice how much she wanted me to say it back. But I was afraid. I had never said those three little words and meant it before, and while I truly wanted to say them now, I couldn't. I did not want to say it with typical male emptiness again. I had to be sure I truly loved her before I could say it. Stroking her hair gently, I held her head in my arms. We lay there quietly for a long time, neither of us saying a thing.

***

Friday night. To celebrate the end of Finals Week, alpha Kappa Delta Phi decided to throw a Beach Barbecue with the whole Sorority and whatever male friends the sisters chose to invite. The Sorority President was from a wealthy family in Santa Monica, where they had a large beach house and a wide private beach, warded by high fences. While the college co-eds would not have the run of the house, we'd still have a big strip of sand and ocean to play with.

And so our little coterie loaded up to spend the night partying and drinking and who knows what else. Aika hitched a ride in my car with Lisa and myself, Trinh and Quyen both rode with Tim and Daphne. For the moment, I was glad that Aika had not been present last night at the Sorority House party, she could say nothing to Lisa about it now. Of some surprise was that Officer Bobby, the student who had busted us yesterday at the Bell Tower was Aika's date tonight.

For the first few hours, we had your typical college beach party: Frisbee and volleyball, barbecued burgers and hot dogs, and beer all throughout. All of us got suitably toasted, but I was very careful not to get too drunk tonight after the events of last night. The weather was summer warmth, and the view was great. Every sorority babe in a bikini, some sporting thongs and g-strings. Trinh and Quyen spent the whole night flirting with me, in matching blue and violet string bikini's that begged the attention of every male within sight. I was very cautious in flirting back, however, as Lisa was always nearby in a pastel blue halter top bikini and matching flower-print sarong.

By ten o'clock however, the sun had gone down and all that was left were various fire pits and a few tiki torches, casting everything and everyone in a flickering golden glow. A bright full moon and a clear sky (comparatively clear for Los Angeles) rippled light off of the ocean waves and shone a white glow in the air.

The music had softened to a more relaxing tempo, and groups of people began to segregate and form around the distanced fire pits. It was the last night before Graduation, and we all wanted to make it memorable. I hadn't quite realized how memorable the girls intended to make it until Lisa handed me two little white pills.

My immediate reaction was to wave her off. I wasn't planning on any drugs that would more likely erase my memory of this night. But she insisted, saying that they weren't narcotics or anything and showing me the inscriptions on them: VIAGRA. "I'm not worried about your ability to get it up," Lisa reassured me. "But I talked with the girls and we want to make you all LAST extra long tonight!"

I looked around for a moment, and saw both Tim and Bobby with little white pills thrust at them. Tim shrugged and popped them in without a second thought. Aika was whispering into Bobby's ear, and it was clear that his brain was exploding in his skull as Aika described the pleasure he was to experience tonight. I turned back to Lisa, and it was hard to describe the wicked grin she had on her face at the time. I could best characterize it as "predatory."

"Save up your strength, honey." Lisa's look had turned playful once again. "By the time we're finished with you, you won't be able to walk!" And she pounced on me.

She had her hands on my face, holding me in my place on my back as her tongue sparred with mine for dominance of my own mouth. I had fortunately landed squarely in the middle of a beach blanket. I was clutching her tightly, immediately aware that this beach party was about to take a turn for the surreal. She produced a bottle of water, threw the Viagra down my throat and had me swallow them down. She reached back to undo her bikini top, letting her heavy knockers fall free to my appreciative gaze as they flickered in the firelight. No matter how many times I had seen them, it still thrilled me to catch a glimpse of Lisa's tits.

She reached down to hold my head again as I kissed her, but while I knew her hands were about my head, I could feel my swim trunks being dragged off of my legs. Already, I could feel the chemical rush joining my own arousal and bringing my rod to a painful full mast very quickly. I felt an incredibly tight pussy already descending upon my upright shaft, but could not see a thing as Lisa's kissing face still blocked my view.

The tininess of the cunt plus the breakneck pace the girl was already thrusting with told me Aika was the source of my pleasure, her auburn hair glinting in the firelight. At last, Lisa moved out of the way, confirming that a fully naked Aika was busy bouncing up and down my shaft.

Lisa backed off, and I watched as she slipped off the sarong, and pulled her bikini bottoms off. She sat down on the blanket next to me, and spread her legs wide. I soon saw Daphne's face descending into Lisa's crotch, the smile on Lisa's face evident that she was very much looking forward to being eaten out by the best rug-muncher in all of aKDPhi. Along with Daphne, I could already see Tim buried into Daphne doggy style, and our little fivesome writhed and bucked together. 

Just on the other side of the fire pit, I could see that Trinh and Quyen had cornered Bobby onto another blanket, his eyes bugging out as he watched the near-twins caressing and undressing each other.

In the midst of the moans and yelps and Aika's classic screams, Tim fixed a look on me, even as he pumped into his girlfriend. "Hey man, you've banged what, FIVE girls in the last few days! Daphne included!" He looked to Lisa. "When am I going to get a piece of your woman?!?"

I looked to Lisa, it was her choice. While I definitely did not mind her getting her groove on with other women, the thought of her with another man hit a nerve of jealousy in my head. Especially with Tim's reputation for having a big dick.

But Lisa shook her head. "Sorry, Timmy, but I'm a one-man woman!" She looked over and smiled sweetly at me, even as Aika shrieked her way into another orgasm as she impaled herself on my rod.

That thought rolled around in my head for a bit. I'd been with her, Daphne, Aika, Trinh, and Quyen, although she didn't know about Quyen yet. Yet while Lisa had always eagerly participated in our orgies, she had never even done so much as touch another man.

Now while the Viagra was known for doing wonders at keeping a man up, it also deadened some of the feelings coming from my prick. Even as Aika was reaching her third orgasm atop me, with some help from a fondling Lisa, I was nowhere near coming. Tim seemed to be in the same position, I watched as Lisa peaked into her second orgasm from Daphne's ministrations and Daphne herself was moaning out a climax, but Tim kept pounding away like a machine.

No amount of deadened pleasure nerves could keep Bobby from spilling over. The dual attack of Trinh and Quyen upon him sent him over the edge, to where he pulled out of Trinh's wet pussy and arced his semen over both girls' bodies, which they proceeded to rapidly lick off of each other, giving him fresh motivation to start rising up again.

Aika shrieked out loud enough to attract the attention of the whole beach, signaling another orgasm, then toppled off of me and onto her back, worn out for the moment. The girls took this as their cue to rotate, with Quyen and Trinh coming over to us while Daphne slipped off of Tim and headed towards Bobby. I could only imagine what was going through Bobby's head as he watched Daphne's bounteous breasts bouncing towards him. I still can never say enough about how fabulous Daphne's rack was.

I had intended to attempt to stay away from Trinh lest Lisa get any hint as to our adventures last night, but Lisa instead moved directly to Trinh, whispering in her ear and causing a little smile to form on the Vietnamese girl's face. Lisa then tugged on Quyen and directed her to lie down so Lisa could dive down and taste the Sorority Secretary's musky cunt.

Tim hovered over Aika, gently kissing her back to consciousness and then lifting up by her small waist, sat Aika down in his lap, his fat dick spearing into her tight box. His entry woke up Aika fully, and she was already whimpering before he even bottomed out in her. Then with a firm grip on her hips and shoulders, Tim began to propel the little Japanese girl up and down his member.

In the meanwhile, Trinh made a beeline directly to me with a look of pure lust on her face, grabbing my head and kissing me deeply. With her lips still locked onto mine, I opened my eyes and questioned a look towards Lisa. She looked up long enough from Quyen's crotch to give me an encouraging smile, and a head nod to signal me to go for it. Thus, encouraged, I suddenly pushed Trinh off of me and lay her onto her back. I got a good grip on her hips, and pulled her legs up onto my shoulders. Thus, with her hips hanging in the air, I guided my swollen member forwards and through the folds of her pussy.

Looking about, Aika's eyes were shut tightly from the intense fucking she was receiving. Quyen's closed eyes and quietness made me almost believe she was asleep if not for the way her hips twitched every now and again when Lisa hit a sensitive spot. And Bobby was in heaven as he was experiencing Daphne's inferno pussy first-hand, while his face was buried amongst those mountains on her chest.

Quyen actually moaned when she came, one of the first sounds I had ever heard her make while having sex, and Lisa popped up with a wet smile, Quyen's juices flowing freely down her face. Tim roared out as he finally pushed over the edge, filling a twitching Aika with his cum, who promptly passed out from what seemed like a sixth orgasm.

And I was still pounding away at a highly aroused Trinh. She was yelping and moaning and groaning with every thrust, clearly having a good time. Her hands were caressing and tweaking her tits, and she flexed her legs around my neck to pull her self onto me, and my left hand was busy on top of her love button. Her second orgasm of our rendezvous had coated me with a fresh layer of lubrication, and I pistoned in and out of her with ease. When I repositioned my left hand to get a better grip on Trinh's ass cheeks, I saw Lisa's hand take its place at Trinh's clit, stirring a fresh set of moans that were rapidly devolving into one long moan. And I felt Lisa's tongue on my ear. "Fill her up. I want to see you come inside her. And then I'm going to suck it out of her. Fill her up, honey!"

Lisa's sensuous voice in my ear sent me over the edge, and I blasted off, shooting what felt like gallons into Trinh's pliant body. After five shots, I kept going and began to wonder if I had that much liquid inside of me.

At last I was spent, and I lowered Trinh's hips to the blanket as I disengaged. Lisa, eager not to let any of my jizz spill out, quickly had her mouth on Trinh's pussy and was rotating her own hips around for an erotic sixty-nine. I marveled at the sight for a moment: my girlfriend, whom I almost loved, going down on and being eaten out by the sensual seductress whom I lusted for.

Bobby had also apparently reached his climax, although Daphne jerked off of him and took his cum down her throat, her tongue bobbing up and down his still erect member to clean it off.

This was when I noticed that I was also still erect. I had just come harder than I can ever remember, but there was a chemical pain in my crotch that apparently was causing me to stay hard. And as long as I was hard, it seemed that the girls would go on forever. I was in for a long night. Even Aika was beginning to wake up and hungrily look around for her next target. A total nympho indeed.

I was still flat on my back watching as Lisa drank down the last of my juice from Trinh's box when I heard the soft footsteps of someone approaching us. I turned around to see two people actually, although it was the woman in front who caught my attention.

Skyscraper legs ran up and up (and up) to the tiniest white G-string bottom you've ever seen, barely covering a tight slit, and proving to the world that this woman was shaved bare. Her skin had a wonderful light golden complexion, with a flat tummy leading up to large, round breasts. They had the unnatural roundness to indicate she had implants, but they were fabulous anyway. As wonderful as all that was, this woman had a gorgeous face, a model's face. To top it off, despite her Asian features, her hair was a fine light brown, no doubt due to her Caucasian parentage. I recognized her at once because this was not a girl you forgot easily, and Lisa had pointed her out as Kiana, the Sorority President. Her father had been a Swedish businessman and married a Hawaiian native, and Kiana had apparently gotten the best of both worlds when it came to her genetics.

"So these are the guys I've been hearing so much about," her voice had a musical lilt to it. Lisa had told me that "Ki" knew exactly how pretty she was and used it to play all the guys around her. Behind her was Vivian, a young Hawaiian first-year I'd met around the Sorority House, who apparently followed Kiana wherever she went. Vivian was a shy, bookish type, and I'd never really thought of her in a sexual way before. But here she was, a cute face without her glasses and in a red bikini that proved she had been hiding a nice figure underneath her librarian exterior. Her hips were nicely flared and she sported a solid B-cup, but she still had that gawky uncoordination that indicated she'd only recently grown into her figure.

As I looked up at Kiana, she kneeled down on the blanket next to me, her cool hand enfolding my shaft, finding that it was a hard as a rock. Standing up again, she lowered the G-string to the ground, then sank down with her knees on either side of my head. I deeply inhaled the rich aroma of her sweet sex, descending to my lips. "Lisa told me you were a natural at oral sex. Let's see if she was right."

I was determined to live up to Lisa's recommendation of me, and my tongue eagerly began to stroke along Kiana's bare slit. My tongue twisted and caressed, and wrapped around her clit. I was rewarded with a sigh of pleasure escaping Ki's mouth, as her thighs tightened involuntarily around my head.

Vivian stood by watching my head bobbing in Kiana's crotch, the arousal evident in her eyes. Then Kiana told her to go take care of me on the other end, and Vivian leapt to the task. I soon felt a hot mouth enveloping my mast, and what Vivian lacked in experience she more than made up for with enthusiasm. Her lips were wildly bobbing about me, her fingernails scraping my balls, sending me into a pleasurable orbit. But I had to stay focused on the task before my face, and with a furious rush of lips and tongue and a finger popped up her ass, Kiana flooded my mouth with her juices in record time.

She lifted off of me but quickly returned, her hands clutching my face as she kissed me passionately, tasting herself on my lips. "Ooh, that was really good. Lisa was right! Now I HAVE to see if you fuck as good as you suck!"

She moved Vivian out of the way, who released my dick, pouting like she was leaving her favorite lollipop. But Lisa sidled up to her, pulling her into a friendly kiss and gently tugging Vivian's bikini off.

Aika was now attacking Bobby, her hips driving down onto him while she shrieked and hissed at him while he was flat on his back. Tim was driving into Quyen doggy-style, his hips making a rhythmic slapping noise every time he slammed into her butt cheeks and Quyen's violet-tinged hair shimmering in the moonlight. Daphne was relaxing on her back, Quyen dipping her head between Daphne's legs with each push from Tim. And Trinh had moved to the other side of Vivian with her lips locked onto one of Vivian's hard nipples, the two upperclassmen ravaging the poor first-year's supple body. But even as she was dually pleasured, Vivian kept her eyes locked onto Kiana and me.

We'd started with Kiana lowering herself onto my shaft while I was still on my back, and I marveled at her buoyant breasts when I had yanked her bikini top off. Fake breasts may look unnatural, but they are still the most beautiful objects I have ever seen. I had then rolled her over and lifted myself onto my knees, where I held her hips up in my hands and was thrusting into her like there was no tomorrow. Ki was screaming out "oh, fuck!" with each thrust, clawing at the sand, her head whipping back and forth while I pushed into her and watched her tits bounce back and forth. She had already climaxed once this way and I was pushing her towards another.

Vivian spilled over into orgasm quickly, moaning into Lisa's mouth as I watched their tongues dancing in the air, as Trinh drank down her love juices from her position in Vivian's crotch. I saw Tim pull out of Quyen and began to spray ribbons of cum in the air, coating her backside with his fluids. And at this peak, the shriek that signaled an Aika orgasm shattered the air around us.

Right when I jammed a finger up Kiana's ass, it seemed as though Kiana had reached boiling point as well because her body took on a new level of energetic thrashing about as she yelled out her climax with a screaming "I'm cumming!" Her inner muscles spasmed about my rod as she crested over, and when the wave of her orgasm crashed into me, I let loose, firing both barrels deep into Ki's body. When I started shooting blanks, I pulled out from her, admiring Kiana's glorious naked form as she lay back sprawled out, muttering a breathy "whoa..."

I was pleased with my performance, but thoroughly exhausted. As much fun as the sex was, I wouldn't mind going home to take a nap. And yet my dick would not deflate. Only on extremely rare occasions had I ever come more than twice before, but it seemed like it would take at least three shots to wear off the effects of the Viagra.

Vivian had moved to Kiana's side, stroking her hair, but looking at me with wonderment. Kiana looked up to her young charge, and followed her gaze to me. "Do you want to try him out, little one?" she asked. Vivian gulped and then nodded yes, and she lowered herself onto her back across the large beach blanket. With Lisa prodding me from behind, I knelt between her legs, and leaned down to taste her sweet juices. Vivian shuddered at my touch, then gave me a brave little smile as I moved upwards and placed my painfully hard member at the entrance to Vivian's pussy.




The Sorority House Ch. 05



"Please be gentle, it's my first time." Vivian looked over to Kiana. "I mean, I've broken my hymen, but I've never gone all the way with a man before." Vivian's words stopped me short, and I looked over to Lisa questioningly. She had an excited glow in her eyes, and gave me a little nod. "Don't keep her waiting."

I lowered my head and kissed Vivian tenderly. "I promise I'll be gentle." And my hips glided forwards, and my rod parted the folds of her flesh. Smoothly, I steadily moved forwards until I was in to the hilt, Vivian making a sharp intake of air, and then sighing with pleasure as I settled into her. Then with my hands on her hips, I slowly began to pump, carefully watching her face for any signs of pain. But there was nothing but ecstasy on her face, Vivian's eyes aglow as she felt her first fuck. Satisfied that she was alright, I began to pick up the pace, pushing into her harder and faster until we set up a good rhythm.

Lisa had crawled atop of Daphne and was now engaged in a furious sixty-nine. Bobby had apparently passed out from the pleasure, his still erect rod pointed up towards the stars. Aika was disgustedly leaving him to snore and hunting out new prey. She appeared to be heading towards a completely different fire pit and ready to join in on another group's orgy. Kiana now was sandwiched by Trinh and Quyen, and the three of them were animatedly talking and looking towards me and Vivian in between moans and groans as they caressed and tongued each other in a big ball of flesh. Tim was also finally worn out, his cock deflated as he panted with exhaustion, flat on his back.

Vivian crescendoed into orgasm, her whole body quivering as her legs locked around my hips in a deathgrip. When she relaxed, she pulled herself off of me and flipped over onto all fours, then beckoned me to impale her doggy-style. Taking careful aim, with my hands firmly on her hips, I pushed forwards and into the eighteen-year-old's sopping wet cunt. I reached my hands forward to grip onto her budding breasts, using them for leverage as I yanked her tighter onto my dick. Vivian whimpered at the pleasure I was sending into her, and when Lisa reached out her hand to play with Vivian's pussy from the other side, Viv spasmed and cascaded over into another orgasm.

I could feel myself rapidly approaching my own release, but since this was Vivian's first time, I was afraid to lose it inside of her in case she wasn't on the pill. As my hips bucked, I pulled out of Vivian as she turned around, placing her face in front of my swelling member. I let loose, spraying Vivian's baby-face and showering her in my juices. Lisa and Daphne both attacked her once I'd finished, eagerly licking up my juices as I watched the three naked bodies before me.

All around the beach by now, the sounds of sex were dying out as people tired out. Kiana and the Vietnamese twins lay cuddling together and whispering. Daphne and Tim were holding each other and watching the waves crash against the beach not too far from us. But my poor cock still would not go down, and I was too tired to move.

"Aww, poor baby. I probably should have only given you one pill," Lisa clucked over me. "I'll take care of that." And she ducked her head down, taking me into her mouth, expertly slurping and caressing me exactly how I loved to be fed upon. I watched also as Vivian wrapped her arms around Lisa's gorgeous body, palming her tits and playing absently with Lisa's cunt. After only a few minutes, I erupted one final time, with Lisa drinking down every last drop, and my cock gracefully, and finally, wilted.

As I surveyed the beach, taking in the sights of beautiful naked Asian flesh and now seven different women I had been with, I knew that this was definitely a night I would never forget.

NEXT PART 6...



The Sorority House Ch. 06



Part 6: Graduation

***

Saturday morning. At 10AM, the alarm clock blared out, spewing its painful noise throughout the room for fifteen seconds before a weary Lisa smashed its head in. She rolled over and kissed me gently, her hand snaking down my naked body to my crotch.

This was the first morning in my entire life that I did not wake up with morning wood. Last night had so completely exhausted me, Lisa had ended up driving us home. And this morning, despite the presence of a beautiful girl in bed with me, I could not find the strength nor the willingness for sex. I just wanted to close my eyes again and wake up in another month. But Lisa was not about to let me. She rolled me onto my side, and kept pushing and pushing until I fell off her bed and onto the floor with a thud. "Come on, honey. You've got to graduate in 2 hours."

I loved the way she called me "honey." I loved the way she smelled in the morning. I loved waking up with her in my arms. But it was not to be. By tomorrow, I would be driving up to San Francisco and by Monday, would be in my suit and tie ready to begin life as a corporate weenie. San Francisco was not that far away. We would still be able to visit one another every week or maybe every other week. Experience had always said, however, that long-distance relationships never worked. I've had friends whose girlfriends simply went to a different college only a half an hour away, but their relationships could not stand that kind of separation. Would Lisa and I be any different?

I knew I liked being around her. She made me laugh, and in the time we had alone together, I found we shared many interests and could always find something to talk about. I felt comfortable with her. But did I truly love her? Was I prepared to make that kind of commitment to her? I knew I could probably just ignore the issue, and let the relationship fade as distance and time wore on. But I wanted to be fair to her. I wanted to tell her what was in my heart and if I didn't believe we could make it work, I would have to tell her that.

But right now, I had a ceremony to deal with. I quickly showered and changed. Lisa had the foresight to get me to bring over my cap and gown, and a fresh suit to her room at the Sorority House. Regrettably, she did not join me for my morning shower, but she was ready to go shortly after I was. That was another thing I loved. How often do you find a woman who doesn't take 2 hours to get ready in the morning?

All Graduates were required to meet in a particular lecture hall at 11 AM, in order to get us properly organized. I arrived at 11:05 AM, which meant I was still there fifteen minutes before most of my class. Only the graduates, however, were allowed into the hall, and so Lisa kissed me goodbye, then went to go find Aika, who was saving a seat for her and Daphne.

The hall had enough seats for all the graduates, and to make things simple, they put your name on one seat, in alphabetical order, so that to form the correct order, all you had to do was find your seat. I properly found where it was, and then got back up to find friends to mingle and chat with.

Besides Tim, I was graduating with two other roommates from the house we'd rented, and quickly found them to kill time. Tim had apparently not arrived yet. One of those roommates was in the middle of some racy story about a girl he had met at a bar last night, when I felt my hand being tugged on by a softer, cooler hand.

I turned and there was Quyen, her mesmerizing eyes staring into me. She held her cap in her other hand so as not to mess her hair up yet, and without saying a word, she tugged me towards an exit door. I looked back as if for help from my roommates, but they simply gave me a "go get her" smile. I halfheartedly tried to resist her, but was uncertain of what to do. So without coherent thought entering my mind, I simply let her drag me out of the lecture hall and further into the building. We came to the door of one of the senior Finance professors, which Quyen knocked on and the door was pulled open. There, before me, was a sight that sent my hormones surging and the blood into my crotch despite my earlier exhaustion.

"Hey there, stud." Trinh stood before me nearly naked. She still had her graduation gown on, but she'd unzipped it fully to reveal a navy blue blouse and matching bra underneath. However, the blouse was fully unbuttoned and the bra's front clasp had been unhinged, giving me clear view of her proud breasts staring back at me. To top it off, Trinh's panties and skirt were on the floor about five feet away, showing off a freshly shaved pussy. Next to Trinh's clothes was another set of panties and skirt, which apparently belonged to Kiana.

Kiana was wearing the exact same outfit except in white, which meant her blouse was fully unbuttoned, complete with unhinged front bra clasp, and was currently flat on her back across Dr. Russell's desk. They'd cleared all of his belongings off it and onto the floor in a big heap. Trinh was now resuming her place between Kiana's legs after opening the door for us.

The first thing I noticed was the glistening of juices on Ki's bare pussy, which was quickly covered up when Trinh's head descended over it. Kiana's wonderful tits proudly jutted up into the air beyond Trinh's bobbing head. Her perfect face was squeezed into a grimace of pleasure as Trinh's head arose up and down, the noise of her slurping at Kiana's cunt filling the room. Of Trinh I could see nothing anymore, as all three girls kept the thicker white graduation gowns on, and with Trinh's back to me, the gown covered all of her curvaceous assets.

How they got into this room I'll never know. Quyen locked the door and then unzipped her own gown. Looking deep into my eyes the whole time, she made a show of slipping off her skirt and panties, then unbuttoned her dark violet blouse and unhinged the front clasp of a lacy violet bra, baring her full breasts to my hungry gaze.

"We don't have much time, so go ahead and come quickly!" That had to be the most words I had ever heard come out of Quyen's mouth, her deep and husky voice turning me on from the dangerousness of the situation. She pushed me back until the back of my legs hit the professor's couch. She quickly unzipped my gown, and didn't bother with my shirt or tie, going straight for my pants, unbuckling them and dropping them off my feet. Pushing me so I was sitting with my bare butt on the couch, she jumped into my lap. I could feel that she was already wet, and the dark flashes in her eyes spoke of how aroused she was.

Without another word, Quyen sank down onto my erect member, actually moaning as I entered into her. And once she started bouncing in my lap, the girl who never made a sound was breathily moaning into my ear, turning me on beyond belief. She pulled my arms out the gown and pushed it off my shoulders. My shirt and tie came off, and now I was completely naked. She buried my head against the nape of her neck, squishing her heaving tits against me, and wrapped her arms around my head and shoulders. My own arms wrapped under the back of her open blouse and around her thin body, pulling her tightly to me as we bounced up and down as one with the springiness of the couch.

Trinh had moved herself on top of the desk with Kiana, and I watched them passionately writhing together in a hot sixty-nine. I watched as Trinh's tongue descended over and over into Kiana's gaping lips, like a mothering cat licking its young. Trinh's heavy breasts hung downwards out from her unbuttoned blouse and wobbled invitingly. Since Trinh had been working Kiana for longer, Ki came first, releasing Trinh's cunt for a moment to scream out her orgasm. I could only imagine what someone in the hallway might think.

Quyen came next as I felt her pussy clamp down on my rod like a vise, her breath streaming out by my ear but not a sound coming out. At the height of her climax, she bit down into my shoulder, hard, sending a shot of pain to mingle with the pleasure coursing through my body.

Kiana moved Trinh off of her and was yelling how she needed to be fucked, and got down off of the desk. The girls arranged themselves across the floor, all of them naked from the waist down but still wearing bras, blouses, and gowns loosely opened around their shoulders. Trinh lay on her back, and Quyen got down on her knees, dipping her head down to tongue Trinh's moist cunt. Kiana lay on her back, shuffling backwards until her head was between Quyen's legs, reaching up with her tongue to lick up Quyen's recent orgasm. That left Kiana's sopping wet box waiting for me, and I leaned over her, teasing my cockhead around the rim of her juicy cunt. Her hips bucked as if trying to capture me inside her, and I ducked my head to taste the nipples of her big round tits. Ah, the magnificence of implants. Even flat on her back, Ki's round tits didn't sag at all.

Trinh and Quyen whimpered at the tongue-lashings they were receiving, and Kiana was still writhing about trying to get me into her. So with a firm grip on her hips, I sank myself in to the hilt. Energetically, the four of us bucked back and forth, a chain of sex stretching across the entire length of Dr. Russell's exotic Asian rug. My knees were starting to hurt with rug burn, but the pleasurable sensations emanating from Kiana's fuckhole onto my dick more than made up for them.

Trinh at the far end was now yelping with pleasure, hers being the only other mouth not stuffed with pussy. Her tongue trailed along her lips as her face took on a look of utter pleasure. I had a firm grip on Kiana's hips and was yanking her about my rod in a wide circle, my little head scraping out every little corner of the inside of her pussy. Her hips were rotating in a big wheel going counterclockwise as I carved her out. The girls ended up with a domino chain of orgasms, Trinh flooding Quyen's face with her climax and moaning her release. Quyen came shortly after uttering only the second orgasmic moan I'd ever heard her make (the first being from Lisa last night). Kiana came next, her moan joining the chorus of ecstasy filling the room and her pussy muscles milking me as if to get me to join them. I quickly obliged, my groan of pleasure resounding amidst the girls' moaning as I slammed into Kiana one last time, then held myself there as I blew my load into her wet box. 

For a minute no one said anything as we slowly untangled ourselves, leaning back against the floor and panting. Kiana was the first to look at Dr. Russell's wall clock. "11:40! Crap, we're going to start soon!" She leaned back to me, giving me a searing kiss, before she started to button herself back up, removing the paradise of her chest from my view. "You were a great fuck! I hope I see you sometime..." She cleaned herself up and then was out the door.

I figured this encounter was over, but neither Trinh nor Quyen made a move to get dressed. Instead, Trinh merely shrugged out of her clothing until she was completely naked, then strode over to the large oak desk. Quyen pulled my head to hers and plunged her tongue down my throat, and when she broke away, she pointed me towards Trinh. "She hasn't had a turn with you yet today."

With my hand on Quyen's breast and her hand in my crotch, I was quickly revived and ready to go. But I knew we had to hurry. Standing next to the big desk with Trinh's legs on either side of me, I spread Trinh's pussy lips wide and she cooed at me as I sank in. We fucked slowly, savoring the feeling as Trinh reached up to run her hands across my chest. I often did pushups and my solid pecs were one thing I was proud of on my body.

Quyen had also stripped herself bare, and I felt the hot velvet of her large tits pressed against my back and the moist heat of her cunt against my ass. She craned my head around to kiss her with one hand, her other apparently reaching down so she could play with herself. Her hips pushed into mine, keeping my pace of pushing then into Trinh's willing pussy. Feeling that moment, sandwiched between these two gorgeous women, I felt as if in heaven.

"I know you're going to San Francisco tomorrow." Trinh's voice was silky smooth, with an erotic undertone in it. "Quyen and I are sharing an apartment in San Francisco, too. Did you know that?"

I hadn't know that, but this new information immediately conjured up visions of myself wrapped between these two babes with perfect views of the Golden Gate Bridge and other San Francisco landmarks. My eyes were closed as Quyen trailed her tongue along my ears and neck, actual sight replaced by these wonderful fantasies. 

"Why limit yourself to one girl after graduation when you can have the both of us anytime you want?" Trinh's voice was a seductive whisper in my head. Why indeed? The thought of making booty calls on the Vietnamese twins whenever I wanted seemed an immensely superior idea to spending that time on the phone with a distant Lisa.

I opened my eyes to look into Trinh's luminous face. She looked so beautiful with her hair splayed out around her, her whole body swaying back and forth as I continued to push into her. "It could have been me. I could have been just as special. And I'll be right by your side even after graduation. We can make it special between us. I know you've felt the raw connection between us."

Even now, I felt the buzz of lust crackling the air between us. And a fully pliant Quyen pressing into my back didn't hurt matters either. Quyen's hand was now at my joining with Trinh, alternately caressing my dick whenever it emerged and rubbing at Trinh's clit. "And you can have my ass anytime you want."

The heat in Trinh's voice and the images her words were putting into my head was too much, and I was cumming, spraying Trinh's insides with my hot semen. Trinh was moaning out her release as well, a cool wave of juices flowing back and coating my rod still buried inside her.

I pulled out and took a few careful steps back. Trinh got to her feet and entwined her body around Quyen, their hands moving into places on each other that would be considered obscene if they were in public. As Quyen ducked her head to nibble at Trinh's neck I found my emotions in a tug of war between these two naked goddesses before me, offering all the delights of the flesh I could ever want, and my sweet, loyal, Lisa.

I looked at the clock. 11:55. We were starting in five minutes. "We've got to get out there or we'll miss the ceremony," I stammered, unsure of what I was truly feeling. So with one eye trained on their naked, writhing bodies, I got dressed in a hurry and sprinted out the door.

I made it just in time to get into line, and only a minute later I saw Quyen and Trinh make it to their spots just as we were marching out of the hallway to the ceremonial music.

***

After the ceremony, we all hung around and took a zillion pictures. My parents were meeting my roommates and also the plethora of girls hanging around. My little brother gawked at the sight of Lisa, Daphne, Aika, Trinh, Quyen, Kiana, and Vivian all cramming together to get in a picture with only me. If only they knew. The fact that they did the same with Tim helped deflect some of the questioning glances they were sending my way. We all split up so I could go to lunch with my family, and I promised I'd give Lisa a call when I returned. 

After lunch, my parents dropped me off at my house, and told me they'd be back tomorrow to help me move out. I bounded up the steps to my room to call Lisa, but when I arrived I found that she was already there, sitting on my bed. My room in general was a mess. I somehow kept getting distracted from fully packing everything up. Our lease ended tomorrow, so everyone had to be out by then and the whole house was in a state of disarray at this point.

Lisa got up to greet me with a friendly kiss less of passion and more of comfortable greeting. We talked about my parents and everything that went on at lunchtime, and we talked about how I had to leave tomorrow. She looked decidedly depressed that I was going, as if she already missed me.

Then Lisa switched conversation tracks. She was curious about one thing. She enjoyed the looseness of our relationship, how I did not get jealous of her sex life with her aKDPhi sisters. It really helped because she would still have them to sate her hormones when I was away, although she promised she would never touch another guy. She had fun sharing me with her sisters as well. She realized that I was only male and I had to be enjoying the sex with all of the other beautiful girls. Besides, she had a little voyeur side and loved to watch me bang her friends.

The phone rang. I made no move to get it. I was in a conversation with my girlfriend, and whoever was on the other end of the line could wait.

But Lisa wanted to make sure I wasn't doing anything behind her back. I could have all the fun I wanted with her sisters, she even encouraged it, as long as she was around. If she was present and encouraging me to fuck her friends, then it wasn't cheating, just "swinging" or something. So she asked me, point blank "Have you done anything behind my back? Without my knowledge?"

Visions of Thursday night and the Quyen's handcuffs flashed through my head. Memories from just this morning and Dr. Russell's desk came into mind. But I could see that a "yes" answer on my part would destroy her. Perhaps she didn't actually know anything? Almost automatically, my mouth said "Of course not."

"Okay." Lisa smiled. She seemed relieved.

"No, wait." I hung my head. I could not lie to her. "I didn't really mean that, it was just an automatic response, like saying 'I didn't do it.'" 

"You mean..."

The phone had hit its fifth ring and cut over into my answering machine. And the caller decided to leave a message. "Hey, stud-muffin, it's Kiana. Listen, I just wanted to tell you how fucking awesome you were this morning! I'm not moving out until late tomorrow, so why don't you come by the house tonight? And bring Lisa with you. She's such a fox. I've already talked to Trinh and Quyen, and after this morning's little quickie, they're eager to have you again when we've got a little more time to play! Give me a call! Bye-bye lover."

"Oh, my, gawd..." She looked a little stunned, and she turned her back to me. "Was that the first time?"

I hesitated for a moment before answering "no."

"When else?"

"Remember that night you and Aika went to study for a final and I never came back to your room? I got really drunk off tequila and woke up in Quyen's room that night."

"So that's why Tim said you'd banged 5 different girls. I thought he was mistaken because I only counted 4. But I knew Quyen was giving you some lustful looks. When else?"

"That's it. Those were the only two times."

"Weren't those enough?"

I didn't have an answer, and my head hung downwards as she paced around my room. She looked like a volcano swelling with anger right before the eruption. "But why didn't you tell me?"

"Please, honey. Don't be mad."

"DON'T BE MAD!" Lisa turned around, her eyes glowing fireballs. "Can't you keep your pecker in your shorts! Don't I give you enough sex! You've been shooting off an average of five times a day for the last week! I'm surprised you're not dead from dehydration!"

The next five minutes more or less continued like that. I could not get a word in edgewise nor think of a single thing that would make her calm down. She told me that I was just in this relationship for the sex. That she did not mean anything special to me. That I would fuck any hot body with great tits and fine legs that crossed my path. And she said all this in a way that even I was convinced that she was right. Her face took on that pained expression that I'd only seen twice before, when she'd caught me with Trinh twice almost an entire week ago. And then she left. 




The Sorority House Ch. 06



I stared at the door for awhile, which she had slammed shut. I did not deserve her. I could not handle being in a solid relationship. Even with all the sex and the freedom to be with other girls when she was around, I couldn't restrain myself from going after pussy when she was not around. A part of me tried to convince myself that this was a good thing. If Lisa dumped me, I would be free to be with the booty call twins in San Francisco. But I loved her. I had not realized how much she meant to me until she was gone. I missed her. I missed the way she made me laugh. I missed our quiet, loving moments together apart from making love. She made me feel secure. She made me feel like I was more than just a good piece of meat. And even now, I felt that connection between us that screamed out to the universe that she was my soul mate. I only wish I had found her sooner, and that I had not just screwed things up. I had to get her back. I ran to my car, and blitzed off to the Sorority House.

When I arrived in the lot, I saw her car parked in the front row, still hot. While my house was a mess, aKDPhi was still in pristine shape. The girls didn't have to move out at all for the summer since they owned the house, and most of the graduating sisters weren't going to leave for a couple of days. I went straight to Lisa's room and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, honey."

"Go away! We are through!"

For ten minutes I stood outside her door, not caring who heard us. I was sorry for everything, without going into details since I was now attracting a small crowd. Lisa kept yelling through the door as I begged her to let me in so we could talk.

I felt sorry, but at the same time I felt embarrased. I was in the middle of the hallway with ten of Lisa's sorority sisters listening to us fight. I was angry at Lisa for walling me away. She didn't want to talk, and we didn't have the time later on. It seemed like she didn't want to be reasonable.

Finally the door opened, and Lisa took one step into the corridor. "You cheated on me. Plain and simple. I don't ever want to see you again." And the door slammed in my face.

I stood mute in that very spot for a few moments, hurt and anger washing through my body and my brain, threatening to overwhelm me. I fought the urge to cry. When I regained my composure, I held my head up, and turned away. The crowd of girls dispersed as I left, and I walked down the hallway with as much dignity as I could come up with, and headed for the stairway. Thus ended my life with Lisa.

I took two steps down the stairs when a voice stopped me. "Hey there, stud."

Trinh was dressed to kill, stylish heeled sandals showing off painted toenails. She had on the tightest jeans that showed off her long legs and round ass. A tight tube top hugged her upper body curves pushing together her great tits and showing off her graceful shoulders. Her hair was up, where dangly earrings highlighted her pretty face. After the verbal thrashing I'd just received, Trinh's sweet smile made her seem like an angel.

She moved to the top of the steps and stood there in a way that I'm sure she knew showed off her luscious curves to full advantage. "You look like you could use some cheering up!"

Forget Lisa. I could still get some old-fashioned no-strings-attached fucking. And banging Trinh would be a pleasant revenge against Lisa. I followed her upstairs as Trinh led me to Quyen's room. She said that Quyen was still with her parents, but should be back soon.

"We'll make you forget you ever met Lisa." And I believed her. Still brimming with angry energy, fantasies of Trinh, Quyen, and I in every possible position flew through my brain.

We fell onto Quyen's bed, our tongues battling and our hands caressing. With one hand I flipped open her jeans and jammed my fingers into her panties. Trinh had both of her hands down the back of my shorts, caressing and squeezing my butt cheeks as we frenched with abandon.

In an anger-adrenaline surge, I violently rolled us over, pinning Trinh to the bed as she giggled with glee. I whipped the tube top over her head, baring her heavy boobs and lucky it did not catch on her earrings. I yanked her jeans and panties off in one motion, taking the sandals with them and suddenly Trinh was flat on her back on the bed wearing nothing but shiny earrings and big smile. My favorite look.

I ripped my shirt off and dove onto her, crushing her breasts against my chest and jamming my tongue down her throat. Trinh was growling with horniness at my domination, and wrapping her naked body about mine as we ground our crotches into each other.

A thought suddenly popped into my head as I remembered whose room we were in. I reached into the corner of the headboard, and finding the object I wanted, reached over and slapped a handcuff onto Trinh's outstretched wrist. I did the same to her other wrist, then both of her legs. Now Trinh was spread eagle across the bed moaning with arousal as my hands roamed across her taut body, my tongue caressing her every fold. My palms ravaged her tits, rubbing furiously against the erect nipples as I knelt at the foot of the bed and ducked my head into Trinh's waiting pussy.

She was screaming in ecstasy as I licked every fold, rimming her cunt and trailing down to her ass. I popped first one and then a second finger up into her rectum, causing her to howl with joy. I plunged my tongue into her gaping slit and then replaced my tongue with my other hand, plugging her cunt tight with three fingers. Trinh's pussy was spasming out of control, and her orgasmic juices were making my hand wonderfully slick. When it seemed that she had adjusted to my fingers, I surprised her by jamming my entire hand into her fuckhole, setting off the loudest scream of ecstasy as Trinh came, her pussy muscles massaging my fingers and trying to suck me deeper into her.

In the middle of Trinh's screaming, she was yelling out about how she was going to enjoy me as her fucktoy. About how I was such a great piece of meat. How I was such a stud in bed. She was struggling against her chains, trying to shove more of her pussy into my face.

I was still attacking her cunt with my lips, but the words began to sink into me. My erection was painfully hard. I felt like it was on fire and the only water to douse it was seven inches up Trinh's pussy. But I was thinking. Trinh was just a slut. She was a gorgeous slut, and a fantastic fuck. But she didn't really care about me. She just enjoyed her sex. Not that that was a bad thing, especially since she had apparently chosen me. But how long could that last? Is that all I wanted, a booty call whenever I got the urge?

I was an idiot. I had betrayed Lisa. But I couldn't blame Trinh. It wasn't Trinh's fault. If I'd truly been the loyal man I should have been, I wouldn't have strayed, no matter what the temptation. And I had to go. My tongue and fingers were still working her and I felt the quaking in Trinh's hips as she spilled over into her second orgasm. And that's when I stood up. 

"Come here stud and fuck me! Fuck me good and hard!"

She was panting with lust and obviously looking forward to some vigorous shagging. But then I did something I've never done before. I turned down a fantastic fuck. "I've got to go, Trinh."

"What? Heck no, you're going to fuck me silly right now!" Her eyes were playful, as if I was just playing hard to get. She could play along. "Don't you want to come and suck on my supple breasts? If you're a good boy, I'll let you put it anywhere you want." Her face was seductive as she caressed her own hot body and sexily trailed her tongue across her lips.

"No, I'm leaving, Trinh." I was dead serious, and she got the message this time.

Her eyes had taken on an edge. Apparently she was not used to being turned down. "Get back here and fuck me!" It was an order, not a request.

"Trinh, you are a helluva fuck. And you're gorgeous. You can have any man in the world you want... except me." And I turned to gather my clothes. 

She had by now figured that I really was leaving. "But, you can't leave me like this." She struggled uselessly at the handcuffs tying her to the bed and that aristocratic superior air about her was back. "Hey shithead! Nobody does this to me!" She was still panting with lust, her skin glowing from the two orgasms I had given her.

"Quyen will be here soon. She can finish you off. Bye Trinh."

And I was gone.

I went straight back to my room in my house, ignoring the sounds of my roommates all halfway through the process of moving out. A couple of them said hi and wished me luck in San Francisco. But my face was set, and I didn't answer them back. I simply went straight for the phone.

***

My eyes slowly opened, blinking against the sunlight pouring in through the window. It was Sunday morning, and my back hurt. I was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall where I had slept this past night. I must have smelled pretty bad; these were the same clothes I was wearing yesterday while I was packing all night. I took a deep breath, and shook my head to clear the cobwebs in my brain. I rubbed my face to clear the sleep crusted on my eyelids. Looking down I checked my watch, only 8AM. Taking another deep breath, I adjusted my butt to get some blood circling and settled in, prepared to wait.

I didn't have to wait long before the door cracked open. "What are you doing here?"

I looked up from my spot on the floor. I was in the hallway on the second floor of House alpha Kappa Delta Phi, and I was now looking at the most beautiful angel I had ever seen in my life. The light from the window illuminated her in a soft glow, making her loose bedclothes seem like a heavenly white robe. Her hair fell in a smooth waterfall off her shoulders, shining brightly. There were bags under her eyes, I could tell she had been crying, but I could see the golden sparkle in Lisa's irises, and they made me smile.

I could see a little smile trying to tug at the corners of her mouth, but then she smothered it, setting her face in a hard glare, folding her arms across her chest and dispelling the angelic illusion. "I said, 'What are you doing here?'"

I exhaled loudly, my shoulders sagging. I didn't make any moves to get up, only stared at my feet in front of me. "I just wanted to tell you..." Another deep breath. "...to tell you that I put in for a transfer. I called yesterday. I had to bug one of the senior managers at home which didn't make him to happy, but I apologized for bothering him at home and stressed how important it was."

She looked at me expectantly, as if to say "so what?"

"I am officially unemployed. I quit my job. Well, he's going to try and find a position for me in their L.A. office, but for now I'm out of work."

"And what was this reason that was so important you had to quit?" That little smile was starting to spread across Lisa's face. She seemed to already suspect the answer, although perhaps not to the magnitude I meant.

"Because the woman I loved was here in L.A., and I couldn't bear to leave her." Gingerly, I stood up. My knees ached. My elbows ached. Actually, every part of my body ached. Sleeping on the floor against a wall is not something I would recommend. 

Lisa looked a little shocked, her face was bunched up like she was going to cry again. "The... the woman you--"

I cut her off with a finger gently pressed to her lips. Then I took a hold of her shoulders, and looked directly into those eyes that fascinated me so much. "I love you." And then I kissed her.

Damn that felt good. I felt all the pain and ache and worry in my heart melt away with that kiss. Only now could I truly understand what Lisa felt whenever she murmured "soul mates." I felt her spirit bonding to mine, a shared energy flowing between us that sparked between our lips.

When I finally released her, she gave a little contented sigh. But then she screwed up her face again and glared at me. "You know, you can't just waltz up here and expect me to just fall into your arms again. You think just because you quit your job that I'm going to forgive you! If so, then you're in for a big surprise because--."

I cut her off with another kiss, a soul searing kiss into which I poured out every feeling of joy and love I could drum up from my heart. She moaned into my mouth and flowed back into me, hugging me tightly. When I let her go this time, I murmured, "But, I love you."

"Okay, I'm not dumping you. I'll give you another chance." She smiled brightly. "As long as you never go behind my back again! If you do, God help me I'll--! What's this?"

Her hands were on my ass and apparently brushed against a hard object in my pocket. Before I could do anything she ducked her hand into it, pulling out the black velvet box I'd had there.

Her mouth was agape as she held the box, mixed astonishment and fear in her face. "This isn't--."

"No, it's not an engagement ring." I gently took the box from her hand and opened it for her. Then I delicately extracted the diamond encrusted band, holding it up for her to see. "Besides, I can't afford a big enough rock for you yet. Maybe someday later."

This brought a wider smile to her face. "This is just a promise. I will never stray from you again. What I did was wrong and selfish. And I am terribly sorry and wish I could take it back." The deep, nervous, breathing was back. "But I can't take back what I have done. I can only swear never to do it again. I truly love you, and only you."

Now she really was crying, happy tears tumbling down her face as her smile reached its maximum proportions while I slipped the band onto her finger. She gazed at it for a moment, turning it this way and that to see the sparkling of the diamonds. Then she leaned forwards and kissed me again.

"You're forgiven," she sniffed, wiping away the tears. "But you smell pretty bad."

I had to laugh at this, a nervous bark that released a mountain of tension from me. Soon my smile was as wide as Lisa's.

"So let's get you inside and cleaned up. It's been a while since we took a shower together, and I missed your cute butt."

EPILOGUE: I found myself in great demand that summer until the girls gradually found new boys to play with. I did get a position at my employer's L.A. office, and I'm having a relatively easy time with it, so I have plenty of free time after work. Vivian joined our little circle of sex and with many tutors, she quickly became an expert lover. Aika never spoke to Officer Bobby again after he passed out on her at the beach party; but he probably will remember that night for the rest of his life. Daphne and Tim still keep in touch, although Tim now has a casual girlfriend at Graduate School. He came back to visit a few times and joined us for a few all-night orgies. Kiana moved to Washington D.C. to become an Intern where I hear she's moving through Congressmen pretty fast, and will soon become one of the youngest Senatorial Aides in history. Trinh and Quyen are quite happy in San Francisco, where I hear they have a veritable harem of men hanging around, ready to carry out their every wish. As for Lisa and I, we are completely in love, and I have found that being dedicated to her has produced nothing but happiness for the both of us. She still lets me play with her friends, but she will always be my one and only soul mate.

-THE END-