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Sorority Party

By: txbiker



His wife's sorority sisters had come in for a business trip, stopping by for a "pleasure fix" and reliving old times together. Chris had often joked with Lacy about partying and `taking care' of her sisters. Not that he wasn't desirable, at six foot three, about 210, and in fair shape for a man in his forties. Dark brown hair, and a deep "radio voice" that was instrumental in melting a girl's heart.

The girls stormed the spacious house, taking a spare room for the three of them, luggage piled on the floor, the first destination was the bubbling hot tub out on the patio. Not bothering with swimsuits, they cascaded into the warm water in panties and bras. Laughing and splashing away, carrying on like they were twenty years younger. Lacy was sitting nearby watching, when Chris came out to investigate the noise.

He thought he had died and gone to heaven! Three semi-naked women cavorting in his hot tub, his beautiful wife being somewhat a voyeur, and three days off from work. His shorts gave away his immediate interest, as the front was tenting out from his erecting penis. He looked at Lacy, and she just smiled when she saw his `predicament'. 

"You really ought to do something with that." She giggled, looking in the direction of the tub.

"You think they'd mind if I joined them?" He asked.

"They were a pretty wild bunch in school, I don't know if you could handle them." She teased.

Chris took the challenge, and stripped off his T-shirt. His muscular chest puffed a bit more than usual as he strode to the edge of the tub. The girls moderated their play when the saw him standing there. Michele, the blonde, bid him enter, moving aside to make a place between her and Carrie. Carrie was a thin girl with long trim legs. Her breasts were barely an "A" cup, with large thick nipples. She had been the first to remove her bra, followed by Jane, the `cheerleader' of the bunch. 

Lacy watched as her husband settled in between the two girls. Jane was directly across from Chris and wasted no time in displaying her C-cup charms to him. Her long black hair was plastered to her chest and shoulders, framing her face and breasts. Chris smiled as Jane cupped her soft mounds and held them up for `inspection'. While this was going on, Michele had slipped off her panties and moved up against Chris' thigh.

Her slender fingers pulled his thigh tight to hers, and continued to search for his hidden sex. She found the growing bulge easily, under the light fabric of his shorts. Chris felt her cool hand encircle his hot flesh and closed his eyes and moaned softly. Carrie was busy removing his shorts and was similarly unclothed by Jane. Chris gasped as Carrie's mouth met Michele's fingers at the swollen crown of his penis.

His sounds were muffled by Jane's mouth covering his. Her tongue filled his mouth, and he likewise began exploring hers. His hands were not idle, either. The bountiful girl flesh around him made for a tactile challenge, trying to feel each of the girls equally. He settled for the open thighs of his kissing partner, discovering her mound was completely hairless, open, and wet with arousal. His thick guitar player's fingers filled the slick opening, causing Jane to moan into his mouth and hunch her hips onto his hand.

Michele and Carrie had ganged up on his erection, each supporting a thigh, floating his body to the surface. They slurped and kissed on his penis, occasionally kissing each other at the side or tip when their mouths were close. Involuntary spasms lurched through Chris, and he was shooting his seed before he could stop their efforts. The first burst flew high in the air, but Michele managed to catch the rest of his cum by devouring the pulsing crown and sucking his essence into her throat.

Carrie missed out on the salty fluid from the source, but spied the puddle of cum that landed on Jane's back. She greedily licked her friend's body of the precious liquid, savoring the taste of her friend's husband. Lacy didn't see the actual cum, as she was getting their camera to record the sexual frenzy that was inevitable. She did manage a shot of Michele licking her lips, taking in the remainder of Chris' cum, and Jane getting `washed' by Carrie.

Carrie resumed licking Chris, making sure his erection had no chance of receding. Firm still, she pushed his body down into the water and floated herself over him. Her thick pubic hair hid her treasure from view, but didn't impede the entrance of Chris' short, thick penis. She took him into her quivering vagina and wrapped her legs under him to keep him tight. Her eyes glazed as she filled herself with throbbing cock. Chris groaned as he was engulfed by her tight hole. His hands left Jane's body and grabbed Carrie by the waist. He rocked her back and forth, rubbing her clitoris on his pubic bone.

Carrie began a slow moaning chant as her body warmed up to the penetration and clitoral stimulation. It increased in pitch to a sustained wail as the contractions took over her body. In moments, she was crying out her release. The first of the girls to reach orgasm, she bucked and squirmed, churning the water to a foamy froth. So much so, that she dislodged herself and fell aside in the tub.

Michele immediately took her place straddling Chris and using her fingers to insert the still erect member into her hungry vagina. She was so hot that she didn't wait, and began to ride Chris like a cowgirl in a barrel race. Humping and rocking, she brought herself to climax in a matter of seconds. Like a good cowgirl, she held on and finished her ride without losing her place.

"Do me, now!" Jane cried as she leaned over the side and presented her dripping vulva in `doggie' fashion.

Chris looked over at Lacy. She was grinning from ear to ear, snapping pictures at every opportunity. She continued to photograph her "stud horse" as he rose from the water and began to service the third `filly'. On his knees in the tub, the thrusting splashed large amounts of water everywhere. Jane screamed and moaned as Chris pounded her from behind. 

He looked down at her thin butt slapping his belly with each driving push. Her groaning and squeezing had him near another release of his own. Her moaning lost volume, and Chris looked up to see her mouth being filled by Carrie, wearing a strap-on!

That did it for him, he lost his control and filled Jane with a load of cum. He jerked and trembled, driving as far into her as he could. Jane reached between her legs and frigged herself to a cum while sucking Carrie's `penis'. The girls started laughing as Carrie strutted around, stroking her cock like a stud in a show. She grabbed Lacy and pulled her into the living room. Jane followed, and left Michele with Chris.

Chris studied Michele's naked body as she sat up on the edge of the tub. Her long blonde hair framed a square face with wide eyes and a small mouth. Her neck was tapered to her shoulders and toned arms and shoulders. Her workout regimen paid off, keeping her looking fit and younger than her forty-plus years. Firm breasts with small erect nipples stared back at Chris. Her slim belly had a slight bulge above her lightly furred mound. She was a real blonde, the patch of fur around her vulva was almost white, it was so pale.

Michele slipped closer to Chris and wrapped a small hand around his flaccid penis. Her gentle stroking felt good to Chris after the frantic pounding he had just given the other girls. He looked around to find his wife, but confirmed the room to be empty other than Michele and himself. He bent to kiss Michele, their lips meeting softly, tongues extending automatically to enter each other's mouth. Kissing hot and lightly touching flesh brought life back to Chris' penis. It firmed up in Michele's hand, and she broke her mouth free to engulf the rigid flesh.

Chris moaned softly as Michele coated his penis with her saliva and took it deep into her mouth and throat. She was no match for the talented mouth Lacy had, but felt very good as she soothed his red shaft with her tongue. Chris had managed to impale Michele's kitty with two fingers as she bent to service his cock. Mewling sounds issued from her throat as Chris gently thrust into her.

"Fuck me." She whispered between gulps.

Chris moved to take her where she was, but she had other ideas. She clasped his penis tightly and led him from the tub to the guest bedroom. She plowed the luggage off the top of her bed and fell back. She spread her legs wide, holding her knees apart. Chris stared at the full thick labia, swollen and red, dripping nectar, almost winking at him. He could see her kitty pulsing, calling him to fill her. He knelt between her thighs. Michele took his erection and placed it near her hole.

"Fuck me." She said flatly. Not a request, not an order, simply an announcement of what she wanted to happen.

Chris dropped his weight and plunged into her hot, wet, velvet tunnel. He felt the ripples of her vaginal walls engulf his throbbing cock. He felt her belly slap his as he reached the base of his penis in one movement. Michele thrust her hips upwards to meet him and grunted sharply as she felt the base of him on her clitoris.

"Yes. That's it. Now fuck me slow." She told him.

Chris began the lover's dance to a slow steady beat in his head. Michele found the pattern and joined his long thrusts with rolling hips and pushing thighs. She expected a good long fuck as she knew he had cum at least twice recently. Not after a quick fill this time, she was able to savor the feeling of manly motion into her belly.

Chris wondered if she wanted him to cum in her. He was reluctant to admit he might not be able to issue another secretion for her. It was a few slow moments into their coupling that he snapped to the fact that she didn't want a cum, she wanted fucking. He relaxed and felt the pressure of her tight kitty grasping him as he thrust and pulled. 

They must have fucked like that for half an hour or more. Neither one took note of the time, merely enjoyed the feelings of each other's sex. They felt, rather than heard, movement behind them. The other girls had returned from the living room to find them missing from the hot tub. 

The other girls found them locked in their passionate embrace, moaning softly, their bodies rocking together slowly. Carrie moved in front of them and began fingering her wet vulva. Chris looked up, as did Michele. A startled look dissipated when he saw the slow moving fingers exploring her inner depths. He felt someone near his back, and jumped when a soft tongue slid across his anus.

He moaned softly as the tongue probed deeper into the tight puckered opening. Carrie lowered her wet slit to fill the space between Chris and Michele. Her anus was resting near Michele's mouth, and her aromatic kitty was thrust right into Chris' face. He started licking her wet slit, still moaning at the anal attention he was receiving. He gasped as the tongue left, and was replaced by something hard and smooth.

"What the....?" He tried to look around, but Carrie held his face tightly on her quivering clitoris. He could only guess at the intrusion at his back door. Pressure gave way to sharp pain as the slick shaft entered his anus. He cried out, but it was muffled in Carrie's crotch. He involuntarily pushed with his bowel muscles to try and expel the uncomfortable feeling. The result was just the opposite! The muscles allowed the anal cavity to expand, and the sudden entrance filled his ass! He felt so full, hurt, and in pleasure at the same time.

Chris felt soft flesh meet his butt, the realised that he was being fucked by a strap-on! He still had no idea who was back there, but it was beginning to feel real good. He knew that it wasn't Michele, she was still impaled on his cock. Carrie was shaking through his orally induced orgasm, so it was either Jane or his wife, Lacy.

He found out soon enough, when Carrie shouted, "Omigod, Lacy! Yes! Fuck his ass good!"

The shock of finding out it was his wife at his butt hole spurred Chris to another level of awareness. The initial pain of entry had subsided and developed into a warm, full feeling he had never experienced before. Lacy began to slowly thrust in and out of his virgin butt hole, causing him to moan into Carrie's kitty. Carrie pulled his face deeper into her wet slit and began to cum.

The cumming girl under his tongue, the steady filling of his rectum, and the writhing body impaled on his penis were too much. No longer did he wonder if he could produce another cum. His balls tightened, his cock swelled inside Michele, and his anus contracted around it's invader. He screamed out his release. Pulsing his essence deep into Michele, biting on Carrie's clit, and feeling his tiny wife driving into him all at once sent him into orgasmic overload. He nearly passed out sandwiched between the three girls.

Jane seized the opportunity to jump between Michele's spread thighs when Chris pulled out. She greedily sucked up as much of the frothy white sauce that was running out of her friend's freshly fucked kitty. She sent Michele into a frenzy of remarkable cums with her tongue.

Lacy, meanwhile, was still buried in her husband's ass. She pulled him back and drove her strap-on deeper into his rear. Whispering, she said, "How does that feel, Chris?"

"Ohmigod, Lacy! I've never felt anything like it!"

"Do me like this?" She asked.

"Y ... You want me to ....?" He didn't finish the sentence.

Lacy pulled out of Chris and knelt `doggie' with the strap-on still attached. Chris was handed a tube of anal lube, and he applied generous amounts to both his penis and Lacy's anus. After working two fingers into her, Chris pushed his six inch cock against the swollen opening. He felt the muscle push and was amazed at the ease with which he filled his tiny wife's rear door. He swiftly brought her to a screaming cum, as she was already "warmed up" by the earlier activities. 

The rest of the night was filled with partner switches and sharing of toys. Everyone agreed that the party was the best reunion they could have ever hoped for. The three girls left to finish their business trip, and Lacy and Chris were left with a messy house, tired bodies and a lot of new experiences to relive in the days to "cum". 

Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 01



In Richard's Rules, Richard Shepherd spent the weekend with five girls. While it was obvious that at least some of the girls indicated an interest in others, the point of the beach weekend was for the girls to try to wear Richard out. Richard's three fraternity brothers were also left out. One, Joel, was even an annoyance to the girls with his lame pickup lines. At the end of the story, though, one of the girls shouted an invitation to Joel to come and visit her in the fall. In this chapter Joel and his fraternity brothers plan their September visit, and we learn some more about the girls. Subsequent chapters will follow the flow of the weekend visit.

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Joel leaned back in his chair in Richard Shepherd's room of Alpha Delta fraternity at Western State University. The front legs came off the floor as he stared at the beer bottle in his hand. Richard tucked his shirt in and pulled a tie out of the closet as Frank straddled another chair and Eddie sat on the edge of the bed.

"So, who you going out with tonight?" Eddie asked.

"Frances Gert."

Frank frowned. "Do we know her?"

"Maybe. She is in Dr. Bartholomew's history class with us. She has auburn hair and a nice smile. She sits way in the back."

"Oh, I think I know who she is. Man, you must have dated every girl on campus and half the girls over at Collins."

Joel groused "Yeah, and they always call him. Tell me Richard, when was the last time you asked a girl out?"

Richard laughed "Oh, sometime in high school."

Joel shook his head. "I just don't understand it."

Frank leaned over and gave Joel a playful punch on the arm. "Joel, you haven't learned anything. Didn't the weekend at the beach last April give you a clue? Don't you understand the Rules? Girls like to be treated with respect. It's hard to break old dating habits, but I find the Rules working for me, too. Freshman year I sweated every weekend wondering if a girl I was going to ask out would accept. Now they almost always are eager to accept. Word gets around."

"Rules, schmules. They still sound silly to me. It's always been up to the guys to go after the girls. It's the way it's supposed to be."

"And how is that working out for you?"

"I have my share of successes. I've scored plenty."

"Wouldn't you like to have the girls throw themselves at you like they do Richard?"

"Nah. What's the fun in that? It's the hunt, man. That's what's exciting. Hunt them down and take them to bed. That's the way the world is supposed to work." Joel set his empty bottle on the floor. "Hey, Richard, got any more?"

"Sorry, Joel. That was the last of it. I'm all out. I don't run a bar here, you know. Go get your own."

Joel put his chair down suddenly and snapped his fingers. "That's it! Get my own! Mention of that weekend at the beach last spring and talk of girls gives me an idea."

"Uh, oh," Eddie laughed. "I can hardly wait to hear this."

Joel leaned forward. "Remember that as the girls were leaving, after they all had screwed Richard, one of them called out of the car and invited me down to visit. The real tall one. What was her name now...Doris! That was it. I'm just going to take her up on that invitation and get myself down to Sarah Smith and pop in on Delta Omega Gamma sorority. Just think, a whole new crop of girls! Are you guys in?"

"That's quite a trip. Must be six or seven hours. When are you planning this excursion?" Frank wanted to know.

"Well, I'm thinking maybe in a couple of weeks, before we get too deep into the semester."

"Do you plan to just show up? What if she's not there? Or worse, what if she has a boyfriend?"

Joel momentarily screwed his face up, then brightened. "Good point. I'll just shoot her a letter and remind her of her invitation. I'll word it so she can't refuse."

Richard laughed as he put on his blazer. "You and those lines of yours. Seriously, though, Joel, thanks for the invitation to go with you, but I don't think I'll go. After the beach weekend some of them know me and I might prove to be a distraction. You three go and I'm sure you will find the girls to be all you hope for."

Joel challenged him "Yeah? Well you never shared any details about that weekend. Give us the lowdown. Who should we approach first, other than Doris? Man that Amazon looked hot to trot!"

The three got up as Richard reached for the door and stated in a matter-of-fact tone "You know I don't tell details. That's part of building trust. I will say, though, that you will find Doris to be all you can imagine, and all you can handle."

Joel's eyes lit up. "Come on, Richard. What's the lowdown on her?"

Richard held up his hand in a 'stop' position. "I'll say no more, but you saw how she acted while you were spinning your lines. I think she was sizing you up. I hope you haven't bitten off more that you can chew!"

Joel rubbed his hands together. "That's what I like to hear! So guys, are you in?"

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Lisa searched the halls of the second floor living quarters at Delta Omega Gamma. "Margaret? Sis? Are you here?"

Doris poked her head out of her room, holding a handful of unopened mail. "Your sister went to the library. She said something not wanting you come over and bug her. Don't you have some freshman thing to do?"

Lisa put her hands on her hips and scowled at Doris. "Well, I am thinking of rushing. Maybe I'll rush here."

Doris laughed "Yeah, right. Like Margaret would let you in."

"There are other sororities."

Doris gave her a skeptical look. "You've always said, even back when we were all in high school, that you didn't think you were a sorority girl. Go back to your dorm and do whatever dormies do."

Lisa started toward the stairs when she heard Doris exclaim "Holy shit."

Startled, Lisa retraced her steps and peered in Doris' room, where she found Doris holding a letter she had just opened. Doris glanced up at Lisa's quizzical look and said "Do you know who just wrote? That guy Joel from Western State. You remember, one of Richard's friends."

"The pest?"

"Yeah, him. I sort of lightheartedly invited him for a visit to see what he was made of, never thinking for a moment he would take me up on it. It appears he would like to come down later this month. Well, well. I guess we'll find out if he was all bluster or if he can back up his come-ons." She glanced down at the letter and read some more. "And, he is bringing some other guys with him! Now, that sounds like a party! Come to think of it, we have a house party planned in a couple of weeks."

Lisa, suddenly interested, asked "Is Richard coming?"

"You'd like that, wouldn't you? Maybe you could talk him into popping your cherry this time."

Lisa turned bright red. "I wanted him to do it then, but he wouldn't. Maybe now that I'm in college he can..." Words died on her lips.

Doris put the letter down and stood up, her six foot four frame towering over Lisa's five foot two. "While you're here, there's something I want to show you." She unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off, thrusting her chest out. "What do you think? Is this it? Is this the one you have?"

Lisa gaped. 

"Come on, Lisa. Show it. Remember, you are with the big girls now. Let's see."

Lisa hesitantly unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it open, exposing her bra. Doris pushed Lisa's blouse off and eyed the bra, then reached out to touch it. Lisa flinched.

"For goodness sake, hold still while I compare." Doris ran her hand over Lisa's smooth, soft satin bra, noting how Lisa twitched when her nipples were touched. "Still sensitive, huh? Well, what do you think? Is this one I got the same as yours?"

"It looks like it."

"Looks aren't everything. How does it feel? Does it feel like yours? Go on, touch it. I want to know if I really got one like yours."

Lisa tentatively touched a bra-clad breast, but Doris urged "Go on, for heaven's sake. We're both girls. I'm not going to slap you."

Lisa felt around the breast and rubbed over the nipple so easily discerned beneath the thin fabric. Doris closed her eyes and noted the sensations of Lisa's touch. "Yeah, I think I got the right one. It was just where you said it was - in the girl's department, not the ladies. I never thought I would ever be shopping there again. I like this bra better than that gauzy transparent thing I had with me at the beach. But tell me, can you see my nipples? Are they as noticeable under the fabric as yours are?"

"Uh, yeah."

Doris felt her own breast and then pulled Lisa's bra up so a breast was exposed, then fondled it and sighed "God I wish mine were like yours. You still have a perfect cone shape and even a conical nipple. I think I would play with them all the time if mine were like yours. Do you play with them?"

"No...well, not usually." She sighed "Sometimes, when I remember how Richard touched me."

Doris unhooked her bra and took it off and before Lisa could react, reached over and removed Lisa's as well. Lisa crossed her arms over her chest as Doris held the two bras side by side for comparison. "Yes, I'm glad I saw yours last spring. I like it when guys touch my boobs, and this bra makes me feel like they are touching skin, not some lacey fabric. I like that it doesn't have any wires, either. The touching even feels good with my clothes on. Of course, the clothes don't stay on very long, but I like to get a head start on my pleasure."

Doris cocked her head and looked at Lisa. "You really liked it the way Richard...touched you, didn't you?"

Lisa was somewhat embarrassed and hesitant to continue the conversation, but nodded.

Doris sighed. "Me, too. Richard is the only guy so far who could satisfy me. I mean really satisfy me. He could make me come just with his hands. Well, his hands and tongue. He did that for you too, didn't he? Of course he did, since you're still a virgin and I heard your screaming orgasm when he had you and Emily upstairs."

Lisa blushed and was speechless at the frank sex talk from Doris.

Doris sat on her extra-long bed and patted next to her for Lisa to sit also. "To tell the truth, Lisa, I remember how his touch felt, too. No guy since has been able to match it. Believe me, I tried all summer. They all want to get right to the screwing, they don't take any time to really please me. They don't seem to know how."

"Richard taught me about it, too."

Doris put her arm around Lisa's shoulders and rubbed her arm. "Yeah. It felt good. Did he have you close your eyes? Remember it?"

Lisa closed her eyes as she remembered how Richard slowly brought her to arousal, a memory so vivid she could feel it there in Doris's room. Doris saw Lisa's reverie and slowly moved her touch down Lisa's arm. Her other hand softly caressed Lisa's leg over her skirt. Gradually Doris trailed her fingers up over Lisa's abdomen to her bare breast. Lisa sighed and swallowed hard. As Doris caressed the sensitive nipple Lisa's mouth came open and her breathing became more rapid. Doris slid a hand up under the skirt and caressed the mound through moistening underwear. "Remember how he did this?" she murmured into Lisa's ear.

"Oh, yes!" Lisa croaked out in a hoarse whisper.

With every touch of the nipple Lisa became more aroused and Doris slid a hand into Lisa's underwear. Lisa whimpered as Doris' fingers explored. The two of them fell on their sides on the bed and Doris carefully removed Lisa's panties and skirt while lowering her mouth to Lisa's breast. When Doris returned a hand to the soft red hair between Lisa's legs and touched the clitoris Lisa began to writhe against her hand. Doris knew just where to touch and soon, with a loud moan Lisa climaxed, slamming her hand over Doris', rubbing it between her labia while using her other hand to push Doris's head down hard on a breast.

Doris held Lisa in an embrace until she came back to earth.

Lisa opened her eyes, still panting. "What did we just do?"

Doris stroked Lisa's long silky red hair. "We just remembered Richard. Wasn't that how it felt?"

Lisa closed her eyes again and sighed "Oh god, yes."

When Lisa finally relaxed she rolled on her back, staring at the ceiling. "Was that wrong? What you just did, I mean."

"It was a memory. It wasn't me, it was Richard."

"I guess, when you put it like that."

Doris propped herself on an elbow. "You know, I have memories of that weekend, too."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I'd like to re-experience Richard, just like you."

Lisa's eyes widened. "You mean you want me to..."

Doris touched Lisa on the arm. "I don't want you to do anything. I want Richard to do it, but he's not here. You remember all his moves. If I close my eyes I can remember, too. I just need a little help to feel Richard's touch. When I try it myself it just isn't the same."

Doris rolled on her back and removed her own skirt and panties, then closed her eyes. Lisa looked over the tall, slender girl with the platinum hair and pale skin.

Doris whispered "Richard, where are you?"

Lisa was unsure what to do, but was guided by how she remember Richard touching her and Doris' recent reenactment of that.

Lisa swallowed and then tentatively touched Doris' arm, bringing forth a sigh. Lisa played with Doris' hair, then ran her fingers lightly over Doris, from her face to her feet and up the inside of her thighs, skimming over the pale hair to travel up the abdomen to Doris's breasts, which she gently caressed, and slowly ran a thumb over a nipple. Each touch brought another sigh from the tall girl. Lisa paused as she held her other hand poised over the glistening hair between Doris's legs, hesitating. Another nipple caress brought forth a low moan of pleasure and Lisa dropped her hand, fingers working between the labia. Doris spread her legs and brought her knees up. Lisa found the clitoris and tried to touch it as she thought Richard, and just now Doris, had touched her. 

Doris reached down and grasped Lisa's hand, guiding fingers to her vaginal entrance. When Lisa only rubbed around it Doris grabbed her first two fingers and thrust them inside. Lisa had never experienced such a thing and was unsure what to do next, but Doris guided her hand so the fingers went in and out, and a thumb played along the exposed clitoris.

Lisa's other hand continued to knead a breast and play with a nipple, but Doris also guided Lisa's head down to use her mouth on a breast. Lisa, somewhat awkwardly, sucked and ran her tongue over the nipple. Doris began to moan and thrash around on the bed. When Lisa removed her fingers from the vagina, Doris grabbed her hand and shoved them back in. Lisa was surprised at the wetness her hand experienced as Doris thrashed about more wildly, until she grabbed Lisa's hair and pulled her up for a hard kiss as she moaned into Lisa's mouth. 

At last Doris held still while she recovered, and Lisa gingerly removed her hands from Doris' body. In a few minutes Doris opened her eyes. "Damn! Just like Richard!"

She rolled on her side, her pale blue eyes looking into Lisa's green eyes. "How about you? Was it really like Richard?" 

"Oh, boy, yes! But I'm still not sure it was right."

"Look, Lisa. This was all just a memory of something that happened last spring. Sadly, I've not felt anything like it since then. Until just now. You know, you do a pretty good Richard impersonation. Now if you only had a cock it would be perfect."

Lisa blushed yet again, then got up and dressed. As she was about to leave the room she turned to Doris. "I don't know what to make of you, Doris. I know you've always been considered fast, but I never imagined you doing anything like this."

"Remember, Lisa. This was all in your head."

"Yeah, right. I'll try to tell that to my still quivering body."

The next morning, Saturday, Doris went down to the bathroom to take a shower. Water was already running in one of the shower stalls.

"Yoo-hoo! Who's here?"

Betty stuck her head out from behind a shower curtain. "Hey, Doris."

"Hi, Betts. Before I take my shower I've got some news."

"What's up?"

"Guess who I heard from? That guy Joel from Western State."

"You mean the annoying one from last spring?"

Doris laughed. "Yeah, him. He's coming for a visit."

Betty screwed up her face.

"He's bringing two fraternity brothers with him."

Betty brightened. "Is Richard...?"

"No. The other two."

Betty's face fell. "Darn. I wish Richard would come."

"Yeah. We had a good time. Hey, didn't Richard start out with you in the shower?"

Betty laughed. "Yeah. I had him wash the beach sand off me."

Doris was pensive for a moment. "Show me."

"What?"

"Show me what you told him to do. How did he do it? Did he screw you in the shower?"

"Doris! Such language!"

"Well, that's just me. Really. Show me. I want to know."

Betty gave an exasperated sigh and said "This is crazy, but okay." She held the shower curtain for Doris to get in.

Betty said "I've never taken a shower with another girl before."

"Sure you have."

"When."

"Freshman orientation. Remember, we all had to do some sort of swimming test in the pool. We all showered together afterward. And by the way you worded your comment, does that imply you've showered with a guy?"

Betty blushed. "Certainly not!"

Doris raised her eyebrows.

"Well, except for Richard."

"Exactly. What did he do?"

"I had him help me wash shampoo out of my hair."

"Okay, I can do that." Doris ran her hands through Betty's luxurious long black hair as Betty stood under the water. When all the soap was out Doris stepped back. "Then what?"

"I gave him the soap and he washed my back."

Doris took soap and washed Betty's back, down to and including between her butt cheeks. Betty blushed again.

"Then what?"

"Well, he reached around and did my front."

"Like this?" Doris reached soapy hands around Betty and washed her breasts and stomach.

"Um, I think I told him there was some stuck underneath."

"Gotcha." Doris ran her hands under Betty's breasts, lifting each one in turn.

"I don't think we should be doing this. Someone might come in and get the wrong idea."

"Who? We are the only ones left on this floor. Everyone else has gone home for the weekend. Even Margaret left early this morning to pick up Lisa from her dorm and leave. What next?"

"He, um, knelt in front of me and...well you don't have to do that. You get the idea."

"No, no, no. I'm trying to recreate something here. It is an idea I got the other day when Lisa came by my room and we started talking about Richard. There are some things about that weekend that are worth remembering. Just show me what he did. So he knelt down in front of you like this?"

"Yeah. And he...he...washed some more."

"I think I get the idea what he did. I imagine he was rather taken by what he saw. As I said during the beach weekend, very nice, Betts."

Betty blushed another of her trademark blushes, but Doris lathered up her hands and proceeded to emulate Richard, shampooing the straight black hair and washing imaginary sand out from between Betty's labia.

"Ooh. I see what he saw next. Here it comes. Hello there you gorgeous thing!" Doris gently stroked the clitoris that had begun to protrude well out from its hiding place and Betty gasped. "Don't do that!"

"Why not? Don't tell me Richard didn't do it or that you don't like it. I told you when we jumped Richard on the sofa that one day I'd like to play with it, but right now we're talking about Richard. What did he do?"

"He...he...washed it very carefully. God, his touch felt so good. I told him that that thing scares off a lot of guys. They think I'm deformed or worse, that I'm a boy in disguise."

"Betty, this thing is wonderful! I wish I had one like it." Doris leaned in to closely examine Betty's large protruding clit, looking so like a short penis, and rubbed it between her fingers.




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"Don't do that! I can't stand it!"

"You don't like it?"

"It's so...intense. I go all weak-kneed and just want to...God I wish Richard were here! Look what you've done!" Betty stamped a foot in frustration, splashing water.

Doris stood up and put an arm around Betty to pull her into an embrace. "We can just pretend Richard is here. Close your eyes and pretend he's here. Go on, do it.

Betty blushed, but closed her eyes. Doris reached down and caressed the well exposed clit and then the labia around it, circling around the vaginal entrance. Her other hand caressed a breast as she leaned down to kiss Betty. Betty threw her arms around Doris and Doris responded with two fingers into the vagina and then back out to stroke the long, sensitive clit. Her other hand worked first one breast and then the other. Betty ground her hips against Doris' leg with an increasing desperation soon bordering on frenzy. Doris's fingers touched whatever caused Betty to writhe the most. She took a breast in her mouth and, as she sensed Betty beginning to climax, kissed her again and kneaded a breast with her hand. Betty ground herself hard against Doris's leg and hand and wrapped her arms around Doris in a tight embrace. If Doris had not been kissing her there is no telling what kind of sound would have escaped her. Betty finally started to collapse as her legs gave way, but Doris continued to hold her in an embrace, holding her up until she was able to stand again.

Doris asked "was that what it was like?"

Betty, gasping, could say nothing, but nodded.

"Wow. That must have been some feeling. I wish I had been in the shower with you two."

Betty panted "You did stuff with him, too."

"Yeah, but a shower would have topped it all. Let me feel it like you did."

"What are you talking about?"

"This pretending to be Richard has got me all worked up myself. Please, show me again, but you do Richard's part. Please let me feel what you felt. Nobody has to know. I certainly won't tell. Please? If you don't, I'll just have to do it myself right here."

Betty blushed yet again. "No, don't do that! That's not a nice thing to do."

"Then help me. I'll close my eyes. I won't look, I promise. It won't be you, it will be Richard."

Doris handed Betty the soap and Betty proceeded to wash Doris' back and then hesitantly reached around from behind to wash her breasts.

"Remember, you had him do extra."

Betty washed Doris's breasts again, cradling and kneading them. She then stepped around in front of Doris and knelt. Doris' long legs placed her somewhat sparse pale hair right in front of Betty's face. She had never really paid close attention to her own parts before, never spent time examining herself. Now she looked with curiosity at Doris, displayed right in front of her. She used the soap to shampoo the hair. As she rinsed it she felt the labia and gently pried them apart; Doris helped by spreading her legs. Betty ran a finger along the slit all the way to the back and then forward again. She was surprised that her finger sank into Doris' vagina, but withdrew it and continued up to where she knew her own clit was. Doris' was much smaller, well hidden, but peeking out as it was stimulated. Doris moaned softly. Betty brought her face in for a closer examination and had an urge to do something she had previously found repugnant. She couldn't help herself from bringing her lips up to Doris' labia - so like a mouth - and kissing her. Doris inhaled sharply. "Oh, yes!"

Betty was somewhat taken aback. How could something as simple as a kiss cause such a reaction? Once again she tilted her head to the side and brought her lips in for a kiss. This time, as with a real kiss, she used her tongue. Her hands held Doris' hips as the kiss lingered. Doris suddenly pulled Betty's head in tight so her lips and tongue were mashed into the labia and against the clitoris. Doris writhed, threw her head back and let out a loud cry of pleasure. Betty felt her tongue coated with some liquid, but told herself that it was like a real kiss and they were just trading saliva. Doris gave a final shudder and then stood gasping for breath still holding Betty's face against her. 

Betty extricated herself from Doris' grasp and sat back on the floor of the shower, water streaming over her. Doris leaned back against the shower wall. When she could speak she said "Damn, Betts. That was nearly as good as anything Richard did that afternoon when we jumped him together."

Betty held a hand over her mouth with her eyes wide. "I can't believe what I just did! Just touching there is nasty, but here I went and..." She gave a shudder.

Doris squatted down in front of her. "Look, Betty. The body is not nasty. What you did was beautiful. There are only very few times I've felt like I just did. Thank you. That was way beyond anything I ever would have expected to experience." She leaned forward and gave Betty a kiss, prying Betty's lips apart with her tongue. When she leaned back again she licked her lips and said with a grin "Hey I don't taste half bad, do I? If you ever want to, I'll do it for you. I'd like to see how your equipment reacts to a kiss like that. Come to think of it, Richard did it, didn't he? One day let me try."

Betty blushed again.

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The next to last Friday in September Joel, Frank and Eddie piled into Joel's 1950 gray Packard coupe and pulled out of the fraternity house parking lot at 8:30 for the seven hour drive down to Sarah Smith College.

"Are you sure they are expecting us?" Eddie asked.

"Got Doris' response right here in my suitcase. Best yet, they are having a sorority party tomorrow night. Just think of all the girls! I don't know how many guys attend their parties, but we can be sure there will be plenty of girls to go around!"

Frank asked "Did she give you any idea where we will be able to stay? Obviously we can't stay with them, at least not openly. I don't know how tight a rein is kept on the girl's extra-curricular activities in the house."

"Doris said there were some rooming houses in town and she was pretty sure we could find a vacancy. We might all have to stay in one room, though. That would mean only one of us could 'ahem' entertain guests at a time."

Eddie laughed. "Only you would think of something like that!"

"Well, think about it. Where can we take them to get lucky? We have the room and the car. After we see the lay of the land we can make some plans. Who knows? They may have something planned."

Frank mused "I wonder how many of the girls we saw at the beach will be there? Obviously Doris, and probably that red haired girl with freckles who tossed you out of her car. I think I remember her name was Margo or Margaret or something like that. And there was that real pretty girl with the black hair."

"The one who blushed all the time?" Eddie asked.

"Yeah, that one. Richard did say she was a good dancer. There were two others, but I got the impression they were still in high school. The real short one with red hair seemed to be Margaret's sister and the other one was her friend. Her friend was kind of cute, but real shy. They are probably away at some different college now, so I doubt we'll see them."

"Richard mentioned that three more girls joined them Saturday evening, but never told us their names or anything about them."

"Typical for him. I wish he lay some straight poop on us about what he does with them."

Eddie shook his head slowly. "I guess that is one of the reasons girls are all over him. He never tells anything about them. I try to use his rules and they actually work really well, but I find it hard not to compare notes, as it were, about experiences with a girl."

Joel added "I hope we have lots of experiences to share this weekend!"

After they had driven awhile Joel asked "By the way, I didn't think to ask before we left, did you guys bring any rubbers?"

Frank answered "I have two."

Eddie added "So do I. That should be plenty. I've never used more than one in a weekend."

"Shit, guys. Are you serious? Two each? I've got half a box. You guys may be planning to just cozy up or something, but I plan on scoring a bunch. Two! Unbelievable! I bet I use most of mine just with Doris."

Frank laughed and leaned over to slap Joel on the back of the head. 

Margaret, as chapter president, was in charge of setting up for the party. She checked off each item as she accomplished it, starting with the beer delivery Friday afternoon. She assigned others to do the decorations and setting up extra tables and chairs the next day. 

The party was to be an opportunity for potential pledges to check out the house, and for the sisters to get a first impression of the girls who might rush the sorority. A number of guys from Johnson Smith College, across town, were expected, so the bathroom on the lower level had a 'MEN' sign hung on the door

The beer delivery truck had just left when a gray Packard rolled up in front of the house. Margaret strode out to direct the driver to the proper parking area, but was astounded to see Joel behind the wheel. "Just who invited you, Joel? We're busy this weekend, so I guess you'll just have to turn right around and leave."

"Whoa, Margaret. We're here at the invitation of Doris."

Margaret swore under her breath. "She should have asked me before she invited you. We are entertaining prospective pledges."

"How about we find Doris and settle it? The guys and I have looked forward to this weekend."

Margaret peered into the car and recognized Frank and Eddie. "Sorry for the 'unwelcome' welcome, guys. But I don't need to contend with Joel this weekend."

As the discussion went on Doris emerged from the house. Seeing the car and a scowling Margaret she quickly surmised who had just arrived and approached the vehicle. "Hey, Joel. Glad you could come. We should have a blast this weekend! Who did you bring with you?"

The three guys emerged from the car and Joel made introductions. "Doris, I hope you remember Frank and Eddie. Guys, this is Doris and the grouchy one is Margaret."

Eddie nodded and said "We're pleased to actually meet you, Margaret. It was fun watching you jerk Joel around at the beach, but we were never introduced."

Margaret eyed the newcomers and considered that the other two might have some potential if she could keep Joel in line.

Doris seemed to sense what Margaret was thinking. "Don't worry, Maggs. I'll keep the loud-mouth occupied. Richard said the other two would be good dates. We'll just have to see how good his word is, won't we, guys?"

Eddie and Frank laughed, but Joel kept his eye on the tall platinum blonde with the long legs.

Margaret shook her head and stomped back into the house. Doris and the three guys watched her go. "Wow! What an ass she has!" Joel exclaimed.

Doris ignored the remark, although everyone on campus considered Margaret to have one fine rear end. "You'll have to excuse her. She's in charge of the party this weekend and it has her on edge. But, enough chit-chat. Let's get you settled in and then we can visit. I'll give you a quick tour and introduce you around. Here, I've written down the addresses a couple of rooming houses we often send guys to. They are close to campus on College Street. There are others, but these two are a little less, shall we say, strict about visitation policies. I have them listed in order of preference. Get thee hence before all the rooms are taken. We're not the only sorority with a party this weekend, although ours are always the best, if I may say so. Come back here after you're settled in and then we'll see where we stand."

Within ten minutes one room was secured. Lucky for them there were two beds, as several rooms only had one.

"Okay now." Frank said as he stretched out on the bed, testing it out. "Who gets to have a bed by himself?"

Eddie offered "Let's choose for it. On the count of three show either one or two fingers. The two the same share a bed."

Joel groused "I'm the tallest, so I should have the single. But, okay. I guess that is the fairest method."

They stood in a circle and on the count of three Frank and Joel had ones and Eddie a two."

Frank told Joel "I hope you don't hog the covers."

"I don't plan on spending a lot of time here, anyway. I've got plans for Doris."

Eddie laughed "Be careful what you wish for, Joel. From the looks of her I'll bet she can chew you up and spit you out."

"Humph. We'll see about that. I'll have her on her back in nothing flat."

At slightly after four the trio pulled up in front of the Delta Omega Gamma house once again. Doris instructed them where they could safely park the car without getting a ticket, and then proceeded to give them a campus tour. Along the way she showed them a campus arboretum that included a number of secluded nooks, some with benches. "You may want to file this location away for future reference, if you get my drift. It can be popular on weekends, but we have an unwritten rule not to disturb anyone you find there. As long as nobody gets hurt or complains the faculty looks the other way about it. As girl's schools go, this one is fairly progressive." Doris laughed "Of course, most people think the function of a girl going to college is to get a Mrs. Attached to their name, and how better than by meeting guys?"

Each of the three guys eyed with satisfaction the females they saw during the tour. "These girls are better looking than the ones back at Western," Joel observed.

"Right up there with the girls at Collins, across town," Eddie agreed.

At the conclusion of the tour she told them "Go and grab a bite to eat. There are a number of establishments that cater to the college crowd near where you are staying. Some of the dormies eat there, and there are two other colleges in town, too. After we eat at the house I'll introduce you around so you can see if anything looks interesting, if you catch my drift. We'll be finished by six thirty and then committee members will begin some preliminary work for the party tomorrow. I hear you have live music at your frat house. We won't have anything like what Barbara tells us you have. We just have some local guys playing, but they are good enough to dance to. We will have plenty of refreshments, though."

After a decent hamburger at a local diner the guys ambled back to the sorority on foot. As the house came into view some girls could be seen entering and leaving. Doris emerged just as they reached the bottom of the steps to the house entrance.

"Right on time. Come on into the parlor and let's see who we can find."

The girls were apparently not surprised to see Doris with several males in tow, but looked with interest at three new faces. Doris went around the room to each of the groups standing around and talking after dinner.

"Hey girls, here are three guys who were with Richard at the beach last spring," she said to a group sitting on a sofa, one rather athletic looking, one with extremely long hair, certainly much longer than was considered fashionable, and one the guys considered very pretty but who seemed rather quiet. "You remember Richard, right? These are fraternity brothers of his. The tall one is Joel, I'm sure you heard us talk of him, the short blond one is Frank, and the body-builder looking one is Eddie. Guys, meet Barbara, Marilyn and Mary. They're good friends, we all went to high school together, even though they all belong to Gamma Zeta now. They all experienced Richard at the beach, too. Barbara is the one with a sister, Grace, who belongs to Gamma Zeta at Western State and has attended some of your parties."

Eddie nodded knowingly. "Grace? At our Gamma Zeta chapter? I think I danced with her once, although I haven't had the chance to get to know her very well. She seems to be a nice girl."

Barbara snorted, trying to hold in a laugh. "You really don't know her very well, then. Nice is not a word I'd use to describe her. She's not as fast as Doris, but can be quick to drop her panties. I wouldn't be surprised if you got lucky with her. Richard certainly knows her."

"Richard knows everybody!" Eddie laughed.

The other two girls covered their mouths in embarrassment to hear Marilyn talk. Joel filed the name Grace away as someone he should look up when they got back. Eddie and Frank looked at each other in wonderment. If this was any indication of what they would be dealing with over the weekend things should go very well.

They next came across Margaret handing out assignments for the party. She scowled at Doris and the guys, but the guys recognized another girl with her as the pretty girl from the beach. The one with black hair who blushed easily.

"Betts, these are Richard's friends. You remember Joel, I'm sure. The others are Eddie and Frank. Guys, this is Betty. The other two are Janet and Mary Ellen. Oh, and here comes Adele to join the group." 

Joel started right to work. He ran his hand over his slicked-back hair and said "Hey dolls, you can have it made in the shade with me as your daddy-o."

Mary Ellen laughed at the lame line. Janet rolled her eyes. Margaret said "Save it for tomorrow, Joel."

The three guys were more than pleased at the twenty or so girls they were introduced to, and the three were likewise met with pleased approval. 

Doris huddled with several of the girls and then came back to the guys. "Okay, we're set for tonight. Margaret wants to take some time off from worrying about the party and Mary, one of the Gammas, has nothing to do with our party preparations, so they'll go with us. The only stipulation is that Joel sticks with me and doesn't bother Mary or Margaret. Okay with you guys?"

Three male heads nodded, waiting with anticipation to see what Doris had cooked up for the evening.

The six strolled together down College Street. Along the way Margaret and Frank paired up, as did Mary and Eddie. At an establishment called The Library they entered and found a table. "Hey, Doris!" the bartender greeted. "Six?"

"Hey, Stan. Yeah. The usual."

Shortly six draft beers were delivered to the table. 

Over the course of a couple of hours they group got acquainted over beer and cigarettes. The guys found out that Doris, Mary, Barbara, Marilyn, Margaret and Margaret's younger sister, Lisa, all went to the same high school. All were upperclassmen except Lisa was a freshman. Comparisons were made between Western State and Sarah Smith, and jokes were told until everyone felt comfortable with each other. It became obvious all the girls had encountered Richard and Richard's Rules along the way and understood how they could ease what could be awkward attempts at physical contact. Margaret made sure everyone knew that she did not come to this place very often, but Doris did. It was a good place to meet guys from other nearby schools. With a name like The Library it was a natural. Anyone there could honestly tell their parents they spent a lot of time at The Library. 

During the course of the conversation Doris wet the rim of an empty glass and stretched a paper napkin over it. 

"What are you doing, Doris?" Barbara asked. 

"We're going to play a little game to see who buys the next round." She placed a quarter in the center of the napkin, then lit another cigarette and burned a hole in the napkin. They went around the table, each taking a turn burning a hole in the napkin. Frank burned the hole that caused the quarter to fall into the glass. Everyone laughed as Doris said "Next round is on you, Frank!" 

It was dark when they emerged, and Doris steered the group back toward campus. Joel cracked a number of jokes that had the girls laughing. 

Mary asked Doris "Are we heading where I think we are?"

"Well, I thought it might be a good idea to get to know each other a little better. Have any better ideas?"




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"Uh, uh."

At the gates to the arboretum Doris told the assembled group. "If you go in here you can do what you want. There will be privacy, as I've already told the guys. Guys, we understand the 'stop when asked' rule and the 'don't do anything that makes someone uncomfortable' rule. We have all experienced them, so there is nothing new for us. Hopefully that should loosen things up a little. Just remember that the gates close at twelve tonight," and then she took Joel by the hand and led him toward her favorite spot at a far corner of the arboretum. 

Margaret and Mary looked at each other and Margaret shrugged. "Your call, Mary."

"I'll be okay."

As Margaret and Frank wandered off, Eddie and Mary started along the twisting path until they spied a likely side trail that proved to have a bench at the end, a bench intended for contemplation in solitude, but for which the girls often found other uses. 

They sat together talking idly and Eddie put his arm around Mary; she leaned her head on his shoulder. After a few more minutes of idle chat Eddie leaned over and kissed her. She indicated her willingness by kissing back with tongue and laying a hand on his chest. Continuing to kiss, Eddie stroked Mary's hair and caressed her bare arm. Mary rubbed his chest then dropped her hand and rested it on his leg. Eddie cupped a breast through her clothes and she made sighing sounds and rubbed her hand on his leg.

Emboldened by her signals, Eddie untucked her blouse and ran his hand up under it to fondle a bra-clad breast. She responded by moving her hand up his leg until she felt the bulge in his pants. Since she obviously had some activity in mind, he likewise slid his hand up under her skirt and rested it on the mound of her sex. Her sounds of pleasure led him to slip his hand under the waistband of her underwear and explore the secrets hidden there. She continued her active role by removing his shirt, and unfastening his belt, the button on his pants and his zipper.

Eddie had never encountered a girl so bold before. He unbuttoned her blouse and then lowered her panties. She lifted her hips so the garment could slide over her hips and off. Eddie used his fingers inside her vagina and then withdrew them and stroked the growing clitoris and ran his fingers up and down the slit until his fingers were soaked from her. She shoved her hand down inside his underwear and panted a whisper into his ear "Before we go any further, did you bring anything?"

Eddie grabbed his wallet and tore open the foil package. 

"Let me help you with that."

Eddie wasn't used to things moving so fast, but certainly wasn't about to invoke one of the Rules. The girl really knew her way around a penis. She arose briefly and straddled him. The way the bench was constructed there was no lower back support, so her legs went through the back of the bench. Eddie reached around to unfasten her bra. She shook her head 'no' to indicate Rule number one, so Eddie contented himself with fondling a breast through her lacy bra. 

Mary knew how to move to please him and Eddie knew what to do to please her. "I can't hold out any longer," he groaned. As he began to climax she did also, with contractions so powerful that Eddie thought his penis was being squeezed with a fist, and the effect was to heighten his own pleasure beyond anything he had experienced before, and he tried to keep from shouting what he was thinking - ohmygodohmygodohmygod!" She bent to kiss him and groaned something into his mouth, whatever she said muffled by the kiss.

When it was over he remained inside her and she rested her head, glistening with perspiration, on his shoulder while they both struggled to regain control of their breathing.

When he could speak he put his hands on her shoulders and sat her upright, still straddling his lap. "Why didn't you want me to take off your bra? Most girls like that. You obviously liked what I was doing to you."

Mary swallowed and looked away as she considered how to respond. "You are a friend of Richard's, right?"

"Yeah, we've had rooms next to each other for going on four years."

"Did Richard tell you anything about the weekend at the beach last spring?"

Eddie shook his head "Richard never tells anything."

"But you abide by his Rules, though?"

"Sure. I learned early on that they made sense."

"Okay. I'm going to tell you something if you promise not to tell anyone else. It is very embarrassing."

Eddie wondered what could be embarrassing, and if it had something to do with her body. "My lips are sealed, and my word is good, but by the Rules you don't have to tell me."

Mary sucked on her lower lip for a moment before she reached around and unfastened her bra. "I am very sensitive about his, but Richard made me see the positives. I didn't want you to take my bra off because I didn't want to destroy the moment for us."

When she shook her blouse the rest of the way off and removed her bra Eddie was stunned speechless.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you. I can see it on your face."

He was quick to snap out of it and sought to sooth her. "I will admit I was startled for a moment. Look, Mary, just because you are unusual doesn't mean you should be ashamed."

Eddie reached out and touched the most unusual breasts he had ever seen. They were not small, but were flat, like they were deflated, and hung on her chest like flaps. He lifted one and caressed the nipple with a thumb. "Do you like it when I do that?" 

Mary nodded as she slid off his lap to sit next to him.

Eddie lowered his head and took one in his mouth, using his tongue to caress the nipple, and she made a soft moan of pleasure. When he held the other one in a hand and rubbed the rosy tip she arched her back. His other hand wandered back down between her legs and fingers plunged into the wet crevice once again. She responded by stroking his soft condom-clad penis.

He made a face. "Oops, I think this one is full."

"We'd better take it off. Do you have another one?"

"Yeah, but I left it back at the room. I never expected to need two in one night. I never have before." 

Mary removed the used condom and tossed it on the ground and he said "We can still do some more. I think I can please you again, even if I can't fully participate."

His lips and fingers went back to work. 

The sound of voices in the distance gave him pause. A female voice called out in a loud whisper "anyone in here?"

Eddie froze and his eyes widened.

Mary turned her head and called out softly "Occupied."

A male voice called in to them "Sorry!" And gradually the voices faded into the distance.

"That was close," he said.

"We told you that anyone in here would be left alone. That's how it works. Those two will find their own spot. This is a favorite place at night, especially on weekends. Let's see, where were we before we were interrupted?"

Eddie hesitated, but Mary drew him in for a kiss and his hands were soon back at work on her unusual breasts, which seemed to please her greatly.

One hand wandered back down between her thighs and she spread her knees apart to give him better access. His hand was soon soaked and he inserted his fingers into her hungry vagina. She ground against his hand so the heel of his hand pressed on her clit. He moved his fingers in and out of her, sometimes giving the clit a squeeze or rub, but always ending up in the warmth of her body. She pushed his head down to a breast and he took as much as he could into his mouth. What a different sensation her unusual shape felt like as his tongue played over a nipple.

Soon he felt her body begin to tense and she threw her head back and moaned loudly as she climaxed. His fingers felt the same squeezing pulses as he had felt earlier, amazingly tight and his hand became soaked with a warm wetness. He held still, one breast in his mouth and his hand, motionless, remaining in her vagina until her spasms died away and she slumped back on the bench.

He kissed her and she said "that was wonderful. You know, I have had fun made of my boobs so much that I never showed them, so sex for me was just intercourse. Richard showed me how much better it could be if I let my boobs participate. I still don't show them to everyone, only those I trust. I trust you, Eddie."

"It was an unusual feeling for me, too, how your breasts felt in my mouth. I mean the fact that they are not round makes them much more nibbleable, if that is a word.

"I felt it, believe me, I felt it."

She ran her hand over his chest and then down to his hardening penis. "We need to do something for you, too."

"Yeah, I wish I had brought my other protection."

"Well, we'll just have to work around that."

"What do you mean?"

She gave him a devilish look as she gripped him and began to stroke. "Let's see what we can do about it. I told you I had to compensate for not showing my chest, so I learned how to take a guy's mind off of them."

She leaned her head on his chest and used both hands on him, one concentration on the penis, the other below, in gentle strokes. But she had still more in mind.

She slid to her knees between his legs, brought her face close to his penis and began to blow on it. Closer her lips came to him. Suddenly she used her hand to guide him into her mouth, and he gasped.

At first she just held the head and used her tongue to swirl around it. Gradually she took more and more into her mouth and began to bob her head. The in and out motion combined with the use of her tongue quickly had him rock hard again. Occasionally she took it out of her mouth, played her fingers over it, and smiled up at him before taking him in again.

He felt the tightening in his scrotum that heralded the imminence of his climax. She felt it, too and took him out. Her hands worked on him while she laid her head on his thigh. Eddie felt he practically exploded and shot jet after jet. She aimed him up so it all landed on his chest and abdomen. When he was finished she raised up to kiss him.

"How was that?"

"Wow. I never felt anything like that before."

"Sorry I didn't take it all in my mouth, but I really like to watch it shoot out. I think it is exciting to realize that I caused that!"

"I've never had that done before."

"As I said, I learned to do it to compensate for not letting the guys play with my boobs."

She sat next to him for a few moments. "Now we need to clean you up."

She reached into her purse and pulled out a wad of tissues that she used to wipe him off. When she was finished she used another tissue to wrap up the condom and the dirty tissues.

"I'll toss this mess in a trash can at the arboretum entrance. This has been wonderful, but I think we are done here. Walk me back to the Gamma house."

They dressed and Eddie held her hand until they reached the steps to the entrance to the Gamma Zeta house, next door to the Delta house. They kissed and she said "I may see you sometime tomorrow. Who knows what will happen."

He watched her go inside, then turned and slowly walked back toward the room.

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Margaret led Frank by the hand as they went through the arboretum to find a spot of their own. She leaned her head down a darkened pathway and whispered "Hello. Anyone here?" When there was no reply she said "Ah. My favorite place appears to be unoccupied. Come with me.

The side path led only a short way from the main pathway, but went around some dense shrubbery and led to an arched rose arbor with a plain backless bench beneath it. The air was redolent with the scent of the still-blooming roses. "I love this place. Sometimes I come here just to be alone and smell the roses. If you guys hadn't shown up I probably would have come here tonight just to get away from the responsibilities of the party preparation. Honestly, some people can't even complete a simple task without asking a hundred questions. I might as well do it myself."

She plopped down on the bench and patted the seat beside her. Frank sat down and immediately snuggled closer to her and put an arm around her.

"Diving right in, are you?"

"I got the impression that you were on the bold side and would appreciate moving right along."

She wagged a finger at him. "Has Richard been talking to you about me?"

Frank laughed. "That rascal won't say anything. No, I need to form my own impressions. I think you are someone who knows what you want and goes for it."

"Very observant of you. I am a no nonsense gal, and don't like pussyfooting around. I don't know if I could stand to be around Joel for very long. Good grief. I wonder if he is all talk and no action. I guess Doris will find that out in a hurry."

"I'm not here with Doris, though, Margaret. Tell me, what do you want from this weekend? With us, I mean."

Margaret pursed her lips before answering. "Right now I want someone to make me forget about tomorrow for a while. I want someone to please me. Let me put it bluntly. I don't want someone to just screw and then hitch up his pants and leave. I want to feel every bit as good as you do when you do it."

Frank was astonished at her directness. "It's nice to know what is expected. I've been in enough bull sessions with Richard that I think I know what you mean. He never tells details, but does share his philosophy concerning girls. I think pleasing you will please me as well. That is how I understand it to work. Always has for me, ever since I learned it from him."

Margaret leaned over for a kiss. "So, please me already. You've got to uphold the reputation of Alpha Delta!"

Frank laughed again as he understood her meaning. He would be held to the standard Richard had set.

He took her at her word about 'no pussyfooting around' and immediately began to kiss her, starting with her lips, then moving to her face, eyes, ears and neck while he stroked her curly red hair. She ran her fingers through his short hair and put an arm around him. He kissed her arms and fingers, then went back to her lips and neck. When her eyes closed he moved to gently touch and caress a breast through her clothes. She inhaled a deep breath and slowly exhaled. His hand dropped to her lap and he caressed a leg through her skirt. Most girls, in his experience would tense up at that, but Margaret seemed to actually relax. She gave every sign of enjoying it.

He continued to stroke her hair and face as his other hand moved down to her knee and gradually began to push her skirt up until the hem was above her knee. His touch moved back to her breast, kneading it through her clothes. Several times she inhaled deeply and exhaled. Again he reached for her leg and pushed her skirt up higher, caressing a thigh. His touch reached the crease between her leg and body and a finger traced the hem of her underwear, and he noted her quickening breathing.

She made no move to touch him in any erotic way, so he surmised that he would have to please her before she participated actively.

Back at her chest he slowly tugged the hem of her sweater out of the waistband of her skirt. Her warm flesh begged to be touched, so he caressed her abdomen, tracing her navel, and finally gently kneading a bra-clad breast, and she made an "mmm" sound. Kisses continued to roam over her face and neck as he once again dropped his hand to her lap and laid it on her panties, covering her sex. She moved her hips to press against his hand.

He paused to lift her sweater up and off. She lifted her arms so it fell to the ground behind her. Both of his hands reached around to unfasten her bra, and she quickly shrugged that off also.

He cradled her breasts, playing with the nipples and her breathing became deeper and quicker. He dropped a hand to her lap again as he lowered his head to kiss the rosy tip of a breast. Her areolas were small and pale, but her nipples were large, lending them to be easily pulled with closed lips, and they rapidly hardened. She arched her back and turned her torso so he could reach both easily for kisses and sucking.

The hand in her lap moved over the fabric of her panties, eventually tracing the waistband and slowly sliding beneath until his hand rested on her sex, nestled in her now wet hair. A finger slipped between her labia into the warm recess and slid up and down it. He touched her clit and she jerked and gasped. The finger moved the other direction to her vaginal entrance, which he traced as she bucked against his hand.

At last she began to actively participate as she held her hands on either side of his head and moved him from one breast to the other, occasionally pulling his head up for a kiss and then pushing it back down.

He pushed the waistband of her panties down and she raised her hips so they could be slipped off. His hand was able to move about more freely and made use of the freedom to bring several fingers into action, stroking and squeezing her clit, kneading and tugging on her labia, and playing about her vaginal entrance. Two fingers eventually found their way inside and he used his thumb on her clitoris.

Her bucking motion became more agitated and she couldn't help uttering "oh, oh, oh, ohohohohohoh" before she came with a gush on his hand. She smashed his head against her breast and held it there until she subsided, and went limp against him with her chest heaving. He caressed her face and stroked her hair as she came down, and he removed his drenched hand from her sex.

She swallowed hard and opened her eyes. "Wow. You do know how to please a girl. That deserves a reward. At the beach I did something with Richard that I had never done before, and said that next time I might finish it differently. I think that time is now."

Margaret unbuckled his belt and slid his zipper down. "Help me here, Frank. I don't want to mess things up prematurely. I know you have to be ready."

"Am I ever!"

She pushed on the waistband of his pants and underwear and he kicked off his loafers and readily raised his hips so she could remove his clothing, careful not to touch the erection that sprang forth, already twitching with excitement. She quickly squatted in front of him and took him in her mouth. It only took a few strokes of the tongue and lips before he gave her warning. She nodded understanding, but kept up massaging him with her tongue and lips until he exploded in her mouth. She hadn't given much thought about what she would do with it, but was forced to swallow some as more squirted out around her lips. She kept him in her mouth as he softened somewhat, and sucked on it until nothing more came out.

Margaret raised up and sat back on the bench next to Frank. This time Frank's chest was heaving. "Damn, Margaret. That was intense. You know how to please a guy, too."

She took one of his hands and placed it on a breast. "Do it some more, Frank. I liked what you did."

Frank caressed and kneaded a breast, played with a nipple and kissed it.

"Oh, that's so good. Do the other thing, too."

His hand went back to caress her labia and the secrets hidden there.

"Oh yes, Frank. God I wish I could feel that all night."

She used a hand to caress his semi-erect penis, stroking it and running a finger up and down the bottom of the shaft and around the head. They continued until they were both ready for another round.

"Ready for the real thing?" she whispered.

He nodded, but kept up the work with his fingers and mouth. She grasped him and used her hand to stroke up and down until he was hard again.

She finally stood up and motioned for him to do the same. She bent over the bench with her hands grasping either side of the seat. "Let's do it this way. Is that okay with you?"

"Any way is okay with me. Just let me get ready."

He found his wallet and took out the foil package, tore it open and rolled the condom on. Once in place he approached her and lifted her skirt over her back to expose her shapely butt and enlarged dripping sex, ready for more. She helped guide him in and he began a rhythmic in and out. He massaged her butt and bent over her back he could reach her breasts to knead them and tug on the nipples. She occasionally reached back to momentarily rub her clit, so he removed one hand from a breast and used it to massage her clit for her. 




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 02



Joel, Frank and Eddie have been invited to a September weekend visit to Delta Omega Gamma sorority at Sarah Smith College with some girls they met at the beach the previous spring. The day they arrived they met a number of girls and spent an adventurous Friday evening with three of them. Saturday morning finds the trio meeting for a picnic prior to the big party planned at the house Saturday evening. Doris, the ringleader of the weekend adventures has something more than food in mind. 

*****

Eddie and Frank awoke Saturday morning in the room the three guys shared at the rooming house near the Sarah Smith campus. They dressed and decided to leave Joel to sleep while they went out for breakfast. Upon return they found Joel still passed out on the bed in his clothes from the day before.

"Hey, Joel," Frank said as he shook him awake, "time to get up, man."

"Wha...what time is it?"

"It's after ten. Man, you look like a train hit you."

"I feel like it."

"We brought you some coffee, a biscuit and a piece of ham we saved from our breakfast. That diner down the street sure is good."

Joel gulped some coffee, split the biscuit, put the ham between the pieces and wolfed it down. He quickly showered, shaved and dressed and then finished the coffee. "I feel a lot better with some rest and food."

"We need to get going. I think we're supposed to meet them at eleven thirty, with the car."

At eleven twenty-five the gray Packard coupe rolled up in front of the sorority house and they found Doris waiting on the steps. "Hey, guys. Sleep good?"

"We're ready for whatever you have in mind. Well, most of us are. I'm not sure about Joel, though," Eddie laughed.

Doris touched Joel's cheek and grinned. "What's the matter, big guy? Up too late last night?" 

Joel grumbled "I don't know how you can be so energetic after last night."

"Oh, I feel great! Ready for more! Maybe I'll have to go easier on you today. We'll see." Doris gestured toward a little red MG convertible with the top down parked nearby. "We certainly can't all fit into my car, but I've already got the boot full of food, blankets and towels. Someone can ride with me and the rest can follow along in your car." She looked over her shoulder at the house door. "I don't know what's keeping the other two. Let me run inside and round them up."

The three guys looked at each other wondering what Doris was doing with blankets and towels as Doris bounded up the steps. In a couple of minutes she emerged with two other girls and made introductions.

"Guys, here is Betty. I think you might remember her from the beach. Our other companion today is Barbara. She was at the beach also, but you didn't meet her, although Richard did. She's another Gamma Zeta, like Mary, but is a good friend. Betty, Barbara, here are Joel, Eddie and Frank. I think you may have met briefly yesterday. Who's going to ride with me?"

Joel nudged Frank, who grinned and said "I've always wanted to ride in one of those little cars."

"Hop aboard. Joel, follow me."

The MG sputtered to life and Doris threw it into first gear, popped the clutch, and was off, her silk scarf and blond hair blowing in the breeze. Joel's Packard followed smoothly behind. During the ride Barbara sat in the front seat with Joel and Betty sat in the back with Eddie.

They drove out of town on a highway, then turned onto a back road. Doris finally slowed to a stop and got out to open a gate blocking a rutted dirt road of sorts. They bounced along with branches from bushes beside the road scraping along the sides of the Packard, and the MG dodged the deeper ruts.

"Where the hell is she taking us?" Betty asked as they bounced along.

Barbara shook her head. "I have no idea. I hope we don't get stuck. It's a long walk back to campus."

At last the MG pulled into a clearing and rolled to a stop. Joel brought the Packard up beside it. Everyone got out and looked about in wonder at a grassy clearing on the banks of a stream, tumbling over some rapids and emptying into a wide pool. Doris held her arms wide apart. "Ta daa!"

"How did you ever find this place?" Betty asked. "I've never been here before."

"Adele's great uncle owns the land. He used to have a large farm, but has had some health issues and has let it go. The land on the other side of the paved road he rents out to tenants to farm, but this side has grown up for several years. Adele brought me here freshman year when the land was a little more open. This is Kylie Creek and it was a favorite spot of Adele's growing up. I think you can see why. She used to sit in the shade of this big tree on a hot day. She said her uncle would tell her stories under the tree when she was a little girl. Pretty good spot, huh? Nice and secluded."

Doris open the back of the MG and everyone helped unpack some food baskets and a bundle of blankets and towels. The blankets were quickly spread out and the picnic baskets opened. Sandwiches were handed out and Betty poured iced tea from several thermos bottles into Dixie cups. Doris reached under the seat of her car and produced two bottles. "Here's something I smuggled onto campus for just such an occasion. I've got some Jack Daniels and some Cutty Sark to spice up the tea a little. Who wants what?" 

The bourbon and scotch bottles were passed around and liberally poured into the tea.

After eating and downing several cups of "iced tea" everyone began to feel mellow. Doris stood and said "I know you are all wondering why we came here to picnic when there are some perfectly nice spots near campus. The answer is that you can't swim at those perfectly nice spots."

"Swim?" Barbara asked. "You didn't say anything about swimming. If we'd known that you had swimming in mind we all would have worn our suits."

"We are already wearing suits, Babs."

"You mean...skinny dip?"

"Anyone ever done coed skinny dipping? No? It's loads of fun." Doris proceeded to strip off her blouse and bra, then dropped her skirt and panties. "Come on! Last one in is a rotten egg!" she called over her shoulder as she bounded down to the edge of the pool and waded in. She dove under and shook her hair when she surfaced.

Everyone looked around at each other, waiting for someone to go first. Betty turned bright red. 

"Oh, what the hell," Barbara said as she began to undress. Frank and Eddie stood and began to undress also. Betty hesitantly undressed. Soon clothing was strewn about on the blankets. Eddie took Betty by the hand and led her to the water and waded in, followed by Frank and Barbara. Joel had tried to remove his pants before he took his shoes off and the cuff of one leg caught on his heel and he fell over, tugging at the balky pant leg, now turned inside out. When he freed himself he dashed down to the water as Doris said "Looks like Joel is the rotten egg!"

"Shut up, Doris."

The six dove, dunked each other and began a chicken fight with Betty on Eddies muscular shoulders, Barbara on Joel, and Doris perched on Frank. After much laughing and splashing Eddie and Betty were the last ones left standing, arms raised in triumph. Doris swam over and dove under water to grab Eddie's penis, causing him to yell and dump Betty into the clear, cool water and everyone laughed, Eddie and Betty included.

Doris took Frank's hand and led him to some deep water near a fallen tree, partially hidden from the main part of the pool. "Ever done it in the water?"

"Uh, no. But there's always a first time."

"Just what I like to hear. Someone else with spirit of adventure!"

"But my protection is in my pants pocket."

"Don't need it here. Trust me, I've done this before," she said as she kissed him. He held her breasts in his hands and began to knead them and pull gently on the nipples.

"I like that," she said, kissing him again. One hand went behind her and grabbed her butt cheek, then moved around to the front. She dipped a hand into the water and found his rapidly growing member. She murmured approval when he found her nub and played with it. He alternated teasing her clit with inserting fingers into her vagina, making curling motions with his fingers inside. He continued his attention to her breast, conveniently right in front of his face, and sucked on it, taking as much as he could into his mouth to run his tongue over the nipple, and then backed off and pulled on the nipple with his lips. "Oh, yesss." She moaned.

After the comment Joel had made about her the night before he slipped under the water and tried to take one of her labia between his lips, and briefly use his tongue on the swollen clit. When he came up for air she kissed him hard and pumped his penis in her fist. He noted what had gotten the most response from her and plunged his fingers into her again as he pulled on a nipple with his lips again and again. She began to writhe. "Take me, now!"

Frank put his arms around her back to lift himself up to meet her. When she realized his difficulty due to her height, she bent at the knees, lowering herself to his level. He felt her squeeze him as he slid into her and she put her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. He easily supported her with her weight partially buoyant in the water. They thrust together with him almost coming out on each backward motion and slamming into her with each forward thrust. "Let me know when you are ready," she whispered into his ear, and he nodded in response.

Her thrusting and writhing became wilder and the others in the group stopped their playing around to stare in the direction of the commotion. She let out a cry and held him tight as she climaxed. Frank continued to thrust into the amazingly tight vagina that gripped his penis in strong contractions. She began to subside when he said "I'm almost there."

She unwrapped herself from him and grabbed his erection as it slid out of her. She squeezed him in her fist and pumped wildly until he exploded into the water. He watched as jet after jet of ropy white semen was expelled into the clear water to be carried away with the gentle current in the pool.

When he was finished she asked "What do you think now about doing it in the water?"

He panted "Wow. I like it. I'll have to do that again sometime."

"Who knows? We might get another chance later."

He put an arm around her neck and kissed her as he cradled a breast in his hand. "Ooh, I think I like you, Frank."

The others watched with interest as Doris and Frank climaxed and continued to play. Eddie had one arm around Betty and unconsciously caressed one of her breasts while Barbara held Joel's penis while staring at Doris and Frank.

When he realized what he was doing, Eddie took his hand away from Betty and she blushed.

"Sorry," he said.

"It's okay. I kind of like your touch. I don't like it when guys get all grabby, but your touch was nice and gentle. You can do it some more."

Eddie kissed her and gently caressed a breast. Betty closed her eyes and relaxed in his arms. He broke the kiss and lowered his head to cradle a breast and kiss it. When he raised up to kiss her again their bodies came in contact and his erection rubbed against her hair. She raised up and spread her legs momentarily so his penis went between them and then put her legs together again with his erection nestled between her warm thighs.

She seemed to like for him to fondle her breasts, so he continued to do so. Eventually a hand trailed down her chest, down into the hair and explored her. Something was different down there, and his fingers explored a large protrusion. She tensed and bit her lower lip and blushed.

"Don't you like it when I touch you there?"

"It's just that I'm different. I'm never sure how a guy is going to react. It scares some guys off."

She waded over to where the stream emptied into the pool and sat on an exposed rock that had just a thin film of water running over it. Once on the rock she drew her legs up and hugged her knees. Eddie boosted himself up beside her and put an arm around her shoulders. "What's the matter?"

"I just get embarrassed when anyone touches me there." She blushed again.

"Just because you're different is no reason to be embarrassed. It seems you have something unique, something that begs to be explored. Please, teach me how you like it to be touched."

"I don't know...I like to be touched other places."

"But not there? Why? I'd love to touch it. Touch it just the way that makes you feel good. All girls have one, yours is just a little bigger. What do you think caused Doris to cry out? I'll bet it was because Frank was touching her there. I have an idea. Just let me try something and if you don't like it just say so and I'll stop. Rule Number one."

"You know Richard's Rules?"

"Of course. He taught them to us freshman year."

"Well...okay, as long as you'll stop if I want to."

"I promise."

Tentatively Betty took her arms away from her knees and opened her legs slightly.

Eddie kissed her and caressed a breast before moving downward. He slid his fingers between her labia and when he thrust them into her vagina she slid her heels off the rock in front of her and opened her legs wider. When he felt the warm fluid on his hand he explored the huge protruding clit. He squeezed it gently and ran a finger from deep between her labia all the way to the exposed tip. Her body quivered.

"Do you like it?"

"Oh, yes. I usually don't let guys touch me like that. But I like when it rubs against you here." She placed a hand on his pubic bone, in the hair just above his penis. 

"We can do that if you want to. Let's go over and claim a blanket."

Betty slid off the rock and swam toward the stream bank, with Eddie right behind her. Once ashore they grabbed a couple of towels to dry off and then pulled one of the blankets out of the shade and into the sun.

Betty laid back and Eddie propped himself on an elbow next to her. "I think you are about the prettiest girl I have ever met." He grazed a hand over the skin of her chest and abdomen. "You have the most gorgeous flawless complexion, sort of an olive shade, and your hair..." He ran fingers through her wet hair and then down to the black patch and brushed it from side to side, barely grazing the tip of her protruding clit. "I'm a sucker for black hair."

He turned his attention to her breasts. "These are lovely. I could spend all day just caressing them."

Betty sighed in contentment as Eddie's fingers explored her body. He kissed her, then moved his kisses to her breasts as his hand slid between her labia. He was rewarded with another gush of wetness on his fingers. Her breath became shorter when his fingers entered her, and she ran her fingers through his hair.

"I've just got to try something. Remember, you can stop me if you don't like it."

He kissed her lips, face and neck, working his way down her body. At her breasts he paused to play his tongue over a nipple. Moving on, he kissed further down, swirling his tongue in her navel. He nuzzled the black patch of hair and breathed on the clit poking out from it. He sensed her tensing, yet she continued to comb his hair with her fingers. His fingers entered her and she moaned. When his lips encircled the clit she gave a gasp of pleasure. He gently tugged on it with his lips and sucked on it. He used his tongue to lick the length of it and she suddenly climaxed, wetness gushing about his face and hand as she arched her back and moaned loudly. She wrapped her legs around his head to press it into her.

When she regained her breath he began on her breasts again. This time her fingers reached for his erection, squeezing, pulling. "I want you inside me. I want to feel that part of me rub against you."

Eddie retrieved his last condom from his pants and put it on. She caressed the length of him and guided him into her hot, wet sheath. He began to thrust, every few strokes grinding against her protruding clit. Thrusts became harder and faster. She began to pant. When he erupted inside her she reached another climax, writhing under him, grinding against him. Her hands flew behind him and grabbed his butt to pull him as tight against her as possible and she continued to grind against him until she collapsed back, exhausted, on the blanket, bathed in sweat. He rolled off of her and stroked her hair. "What do you think of that thing of yours now?"

"I wish I hadn't been so sensitive about it. Oh, my!"

Joel and Barbara had been playing around in the water, splashing and diving under the water - she trying to grab his penis and he trying to grab a breast or stick a finger inside her. Their playing stopped again as they watched Betty's orgasm. Barbara's hand rested on his erect penis and stroked it as Betty orgasmed a second time.

Joel embraced her in a kiss and she mashed her breasts against his chest. "Here or on the dry ground?" he whispered in her ear.

"Right here, right now. Can you make me come twice like she did?"

"I can sure try."

Joel's experience with girls had always involved him as the aggressor. He had never thought about a girl's climax, assuming that she did when he did. His night with Doris had taught him some rudiments of pleasing a girl, however. As they kissed he reached for a breast to caress. He moved his kiss to a breast and slid a hand between her thighs. She spread them apart, welcoming him. He was more than pleased to enter her with two fingers. She stroked the length of him and he began to feel the urgency. He moved his fingers to her clit and rubbed over it. The sensations of her fingers on him were too much for him, and he quickly entered her and began to thrust. He kissed her and kneaded a breast, but his own desire took over and he thrust harder and faster. Just in time he remembered that he didn't have any protection on, and withdrew just as his climax began. He grabbed himself and within three or four pumps had emptied himself into the water. 

"Oh, gosh, Barbara. I couldn't help it. I'm sorry. You'd think I would know better."

Barbara glared at him. "You'd better make it up to me, right now!"

"I can get it back in a few minutes."

"I don't want to wait a few minutes. If you can't do it I'll do it myself."

Joel was horrified. That would be humiliating. He had never left a female so completely unfulfilled that she would masturbate, and he wasn't sure exactly what to do. He realized that he had to keep her happy until he had another serviceable erection.

Remembering Doris, he used his lips to pull on her nipples and fingers to tease her clit. Her look at him softened as she felt the familiar pleasure building up. He rubbed his hand in her crease, from the vagina to the clit. This time when his fingers entered her, her eyes closed. Joel felt himself hardening as a surge returned to his penis. He knew he wouldn't be ready to climax again very soon, so used his penis strictly as a pleasure tool for her. He rubbed it against her clit and then rubbed it between the labia. With his free hand he kneaded a breast and rubbed a thumb over the nipple. Her breathing pattern indicated she was on the up-side of a climax. He inserted his penis into her and began to thrust hard. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slamming into each other. Barbara threw her head back and let out a little cry, and he felt the familiar pulsing of her vagina squeezing him. 

When she regained control of herself she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. "That's more like it. You're lucky I don't require a lot of foreplay."

He, still not fully erect, slid out of her and they waded toward the shore. "Let's do the second time on dry land," he said, trying to buy some more time for recovery.

Meanwhile, Doris was not finished with Frank. "Have you ever tried swimming while doing it?"

"Is that possible?"

"I don't know. Let's find out. Are you ready to go again?"




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 02



"I think so. The cold water plays hell with an erection, though."

Doris laughed. "I'm all for trying new things. Let's try it!"

"How?"

Doris thought a moment, then brightened. "I seem to remember that girls are more buoyant than boys. Something about body fat. First thing, let's test that and make our plans from there."

They each leaned back to float on their backs. Frank definitely was not was buoyant as Doris. "Hey there, big guy. All that muscle seems to weigh you down in the water. I thought you just looked like a submarine with your periscope up. Your cock was about all I could see, and it looks to be getting ready. Maybe we can make use of this information. Go ahead and put it in me, then put your arms around me. I'll push off the bottom of the pool and try a backstroke. Maybe some motion will help keep us up, giving us lift like an airplane wing. Do you know how to kick for a backstroke?"

He nodded and she continued "that could give us the thrusting motion we need."

Frank entered her and wrapped his arms around her. She bent her long legs slightly and pushed off backwards. Using her arms she paddled a resting backstroke. "Kick, Frank!"

Frank kicked. The motion of his legs did give thrusting, but they began to sink. When Doris' head was about to go under she stood up in waist deep water and he slipped out of her.

"Well, that didn't work."

"It was fun, though. You have quite an imagination. Where did you get all this stuff about airplane wings and lift? Are you studying engineering?"

Doris laughed. "Nothing like that. My dad is an engineer - mechanical engineering. He worked on designing airplanes during the war. He taught my older brother and me a few things. While I may look the part to almost everyone, I am not a stereotypical empty-head blonde. I'm a blonde who likes to use my knowledge in sexual pursuits."

Frank smiled broadly. "You sure are different from any other girl I have ever known. I think I like you, too."

"A lot of guys are afraid of a girl with brains."

"So, Miss Smart Blonde, do you have any other ideas?"

"Sidestroke! That's it! Get inside me again and we can both take off to the side. We each keep an arm around the other and use our free arm to sidestroke. We will need to alter the kick a little so our legs don't get tangled up. You do a scissors kick and I'll adjust somehow. The kicks should wiggle us enough to have some good sex. Oh, and of course, we should give ourselves plenty of room. Aim across the pool."

They faced each other and laughed as they kicked off with their arms around each other, sputtering. They made it across, finally stopping in water hip-deep for him, less so for her due to her long legs, both of them almost doubled over with laughter.

"Hey, Doris, that kinda worked!"

"Yeah, it did. The pool just isn't wide enough. We'd have to try it in a swimming pool or in the ocean. We'd both be more buoyant in the salt water, too."

"I'll believe you, Miss Engineer."

"Well, all that has done is whet my appetite for something to finish us off."

"Well, we're in shallow water, we could just stand and do it facing each other."

"Nope. My legs are too long. Or maybe yours are too short."

"We've already done it in deeper water."

Doris looked down and exclaimed "why look, my pussy is above water."

"I know that has some significance that I am about to find out."

"Eat me, if you know what that means."

"Seriously? Yum, yum."

"Let's see if you can uphold the reputation of Western State. Richard is an expert. Joel not so much. You get to break the tie."

"Let me think about how to approach this. I got an idea before, but I was completely under water. I think if you take one step more into slightly shallower water and spread your legs I can do something and not drown in the attempt."

"I already like the way you think."

She adjusted her position and spread her legs wide. Frank waded around behind her and floated on his back. Grabbing her legs, he pulled his head between them. The water depth was perfect, as his face bobbed right up against her sex. He slid his tongue along and into the crease and began to tease out her clit. Doris leaned her head back and softly said "Yesss!"

Frank used everything he could think of on her. He sucked her clit. He sucked on labia. He worked his tongue into her. He used his tongue on her clit. He rubbed the flat of his tongue deep along labia. 

"Oooh, you have done this before! Keep it up!"

Frank sensed her rising excitement as she began to move her hips to bring his tongue just where she wanted it. She kneaded her own breasts and pulled on her nipples. When he began to suck on her clit again she grabbed his head and pulled it in closer as she thrust her hips. Her motion shifted his position trapping Franks nose between her labia, and that brought her a new sensation and she climaxed. 

Frank felt the familiar contractions of her climax and thrust two fingers into her to feel the pulses. His face became wet with more than stream water and his head fell back into the water so he could breathe again.

"God, Frankie! That was something! I'm not the only one with an imagination." After panting for a while she added "I'll have to write a book someday about all the ways a girl can climax."

Frank pulled his head back from underneath her and stood up. Doris noted his very hard erection. "Uh, oh. We have to take care of something else, don't we?" 

She began to stroke it. "We still have the same protection problem as before, but I think we can make it interesting. Come here and stuff me."

Frank laughed "I never know what will come out of your mouth, but I trust you to make it interesting."

"Now we're going to make use of buoyancy."

"This I have to see."

Doris motioned for him to come to her. She flexed her knees enough that he could line up for a straight entrance, and helped guide him in. She squeezed her pelvic muscles and whispered "How does that feel?"

"Nice and tight."

"Good. Now get ready to keep your balance."

Frank braced himself and Doris wrapped her arms and legs around him. In the water she wasn't nearly as heavy as a girl well over six feet tall would be on land. She began to thrust and he matched her. She was the one keeping them together so his hands were free. He fondled her breasts and a hand dropped down between them and pressed her clit as he slid in and out of her. Her thrusting was all that was necessary for a clit massage.

"God, Frank. You're going to give me another one!"

Her thrusting became wilder, the water between them splashed up into their faces with each one. Waves rippled across the pool. Suddenly she threw herself backwards and he caught her at the hips as she made powerful, almost violent, thrusts, with water foaming up all about them. She climaxed again and he felt the familiar pulsing in her vagina. She ended with a concerted squeeze on him that made his own ejaculation imminent. She pulled away and grabbed him as soon as he was out. She sank to her knees and took him in her mouth, using her tongue along the length of him and sucking him in deep until he felt a powerful surge rip from him. He looked down as he exploded and watched as she kept him in her mouth, continually stroking with her tongue and sucking. He waited for her to pull it out and spit, as had been his experience the few times he had ever done it before, but he couldn't see anything coming out of her mouth while she swallowed several times. When he was done she continued to suck until he softened, and then closed her lips tight around him as she slowly pulled away and floated on her back.

She panted "Did that take care of you?"

"Oh, boy. Did it ever. I've never had a girl...um..."

"Swallow?"

"Yeah. I think that was the most erotic experience I have ever had in my life"

"You please me and I'll please you. Ask Richard about that. Oh, wait. He won't tell you anything."

Frank laughed. "You've got that right. Other than the fact that he spent the weekend with you girls and that he was so worn out that slept all the way home, that is the extent of what we know."

"I'll tell you I gave him a workout, with Betty's help."

Frank's jaw dropped. "Betty? I had no idea she was in a league with you. She seems rather...shy."

"Oh, she's shy all right. It took some effort on my part to carry her along with me. If you haven't spent any time with her you should check her out. She has an amazing pussy anatomy. Use it to your advantage. She'll be shy, but when you start on her surprise...equipment...you'll find her to be quite passionate."

Frank glanced over toward the couples on blankets and recalled the sound of Betty's climax. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Our little exercise and experimentation was surprisingly hard work. I didn't take into account the resistance of the water to movement. Yet it was supremely satisfying. I'm exhausted."

"I'm weak in the knees myself. How about we go ashore and have some more 'iced tea'? It will take me hours to recover."

Doris laughed and splashed him. "Oh, don't be such a pussy. You mean that if I was ready to go again you would bail on me?"

Frank laughed and held up his hands. "I surrender. You win. You've beaten me. Knocked me to the ground and stomped on me. I'll take a rain check on any further offers of excitement. Maybe tonight or tomorrow morning, but definitely no more this afternoon."

"At least you're honest about it. Joel there, he tries to bluff his way out of it. I've called his bluff. No, I don't think he would be able to keep up with me for very long."

Doris and Frank did a slow resting backstroke side-by-side across the clear water of the pool. As they glided along she said "I think you and Richard are the best ones I've met yet at keeping up with me."

"I've never met a girl who had as much knowledge of sex as you do."

"I admit that I like sex a lot. I like the way it feels when done properly. The trouble is, most guys don't know how to do it properly and that frustrates me and leaves me wanting more. You've been good. I'm content...for now."

As they started to wade out of the water she leaned toward him and said in a low voice "Hey Frank. Don't let on about that engineering stuff. If guys knew I have some brains it would ruin my reputation as a dumb, sex-starved blond. I'd like to stick to the stereotype and let them think they've seduced me."

Frank laughed as he looked her up and down. "Beauty and brains! Who'd have thought?"

As they reached the blankets and towels Joel and Barbara were finishing the dry land portion of their afternoon. Doris couldn't resist sending playful verbal jab at Barbara. "Are you finished humping yet, Barbara?"

"Eat shit Doris."

All three guys howled with laughter.

After a period of rest Doris said "Well, it's about time to pack up and get back. If we're not there at four to help with setup Margaret will have a stroke."



Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 03



Sorority Party 

(Fall, 1955)

Joel, Frank and Eddie have been invited to a September weekend visit to Delta Omega Gamma sorority at Sarah Smith College with some girls they met at the beach the previous spring. So far they have met a number of girls and spent an adventurous Friday evening with three of them. Saturday the trio went on a picnic and skinny dipping with Doris, Betty and Barbara. Saturday night is the big party. Joel tries his suave manner and pickup lines with mixed results, but the party has lots of mixing and an unexpected conclusion. 

CHAPTER 3

When Frank, Eddie and Joel pulled up to the Delta Omega Gamma house at the designated time the party was already under way. They arrived dressed as they would for their own fraternity parties - slacks, white or light-colored shirt, tie, a blazer and loafers.

They went up the steps and through the main door into the smoke-filled reception area where some meet-and-greet was happening. Music could be heard coming from the basement level. All the girls were spiffed up in bright blouses or sweaters, colorful swishy skirts for dancing, and mary janes with short white socks.

Joel straightened his tie and began to circulate. Frank and Eddie stood by watching with amusement as Joel began to work the room. Above the noise of talking and laughter they could just catch portions of Joel's tired lines. "Heyyy! Your profile is like crazy, like wow! What's your handle?" They circulated around the room and a few minutes later they passed Joel casually leaning against a door jamb talking to a pretty brunette. "Wanna go play some back seat bingo?" They heard a slap just after they passed the pair, and snickered.

"Hey, guys! Over here!"

They turned to see Doris waving to them from the top of the stairway leading to the floor below, and sauntered over to greet her.

"Pretty tame party, huh? Don't worry, they always start slow. I promise things will pick up shortly, once folks get into the 'refreshments'."

Eddie grinned. "Ours are the same way. It's early yet. Sometimes we don't even show up at our own parties until about nine."

Frank added "But tonight is different for us. At home we know pretty much everybody and can spot someone we've never seen before to talk to. Here, we are the ones being sized up."

Doris grabbed Frank by the arm and headed downstairs. "Come on guys. The lights are dimmer down here and I've got a few already looking for you. Word gets around."

As they reached the bottom of the stairs Eddie said "Word about some new faces?"

Doris laughed "Yeah, sure. That and rumors flying around about a certain picnic."

Frank was aghast. "What? You told them about this afternoon?"

"Hold your horses. Nobody spilled the beans, exactly. However once word got around about where the picnic took place all sorts of rumors took off. I have personally tried to dispel some of them."

"I bet you did," Frank said sarcastically.

Doris placed her crossed hands on her chest and sniffed "Why, Frank. I'm hurt. How could you think I'm one to let wild rumors of sexual excess run rampant?" She made a mournful puppy look, batting her eyes, but could only hold it for about three seconds before she snorted a stifled laugh and then the three of them laughed out loud.

"Here, let's get some beer and I'll introduce you around. Some you already met yesterday."

They all helped themselves to Dixie cups of beer, and Frank selected a sandwich triangle from a tray. "This is fancy. We don't have anything like this. We usually settle for beer and chips or something like that."

"Yeah, Cookie insists on some real food when alcohol is served. She makes a ton of these things, but by the end of the night they are gone."

The downstairs was crowded and as smoky as upstairs. A quartet of what were probably either locals or men from one of the nearby schools played a mixture of new and big band music. Frank nodded appreciatively. "Not bad for a garage band. That guy on tenor sax is pretty good. Trumpet guy can use some more practice, though."

"'Nights of Old' they call themselves. Couldn't decide whether to have the first word start with a 'K' or an 'N'. It appears they've settled on Nights, though, since they now have 'NoO' on the pedal bass drum. We've used them some last year. The trumpet player they used to have was real good, but he graduated last spring, so they have a new guy. Give him credit, he's trying. People will start dancing to the beat shortly."

Margaret came up to the group. "Where's that Joel character. I want to keep an eye on him."

Frank indicated the direction of the stairs with a head motion. "Last we saw him he was upstairs. He didn't seem to be having much success."

Doris cut her eyes toward a couple across the room and said 'Hey, Maggs. Isn't that Lisa over there?"

Margaret whirled around and said "Oh, shit. What's she doing here?"

"She hinted the other day that she might come."

"What? She told you? I can't believe you two were even talking."

"She came by one day looking for you. I think you were in the library or something. She said she might come to the party because she is thinking of rushing."

Margaret snorted "Rushing? Here? Fat chance. She has always maintained she isn't the sorority type. Even so, why is she here instead of with her friends at the Gamma party?"

"She said something about coming just to bug you. Also, she heard about the Western guys coming here."

"You told her that!?"

"Well, she happened by just as I was opening the letter from Joel. She was hoping Richard would show up."

Margaret scowled and stormed away muttering "Little twit."

Doris continued taking the two guys around for introductions. "Fun family, huh? Back to the intros. Some of the girls are going steady and have their boyfriends here. We'll avoid them. Others are just mingling with the locals. They'll be interested in meeting you. Fresh meat and all that, you know."

A few couples began to dance and Doris and her entourage had to weave between them. They encountered a girl headed toward the refreshment area.

"Time for a refill" the girl said as she passed the group.

Doris reached out and caught her by the shoulder. "Your thirst can wait a minute, Joyce. Here are some guys I'd like you to meet."

The girl turned around with an interested look. 

"Joyce, this is Frank and Eddie from Western State. They were at the beach last spring. They're friends of Richard."

The girl nodded and asked "Is he here, too? I've heard lots about him."

Doris shook her head. "I know, everyone wishes Richard was here, but I can tell you from first-hand experience that you won't be disappointed with either of these two. The one upstairs I'm not so sure about. I can give you some other campus 'references' for them if you require them."

Joyce laughed "More than just you? Well now, that is interesting. Why don't both of you fellas come with me while I get my refill and I'll take you over to my little corner of the room? Others there will be interested in guys who come with 'references'. 

Doris said to Eddie and Frank "You are in good hands now. Enjoy yourselves. I, as one of the chapter officers, have duties to fulfill. My socializing tonight will be severely limited. I'll try to check back with you from time to time in case you need to be rescued or something," and blew them a kiss as she headed back upstairs.

The two guys also refilled their cups and walked with the girl back across the room. "When did you guys get here?" she asked as they walked.

"Yesterday afternoon. Doris introduced us around a little then."

"I didn't see you. I must have been working down here at the time. Hey girls! Look at what I found!"

Three heads swiveled in their direction as the group approached. Joyce made introductions all around and the two guys tried to remember faces to go with the names Joyce, Adele, Robin and Catherine. For the next hour the six of them sat around smoking and drinking beer while they got to know each other, and commenting on the merits of the music being played. 

At ten a cabinet was unlocked and several bottles of gin, scotch, bourbon and rum as well as assorted mixers were placed on the table near the beer. Eddie looked at his watch and gave a questioning look. Adele laughed and explained "we can serve booze, but only after ten. Go figure. I mean we can get just as drunk after ten as we could before. It's just one of the silly rules on this campus. Anyone want some of the good stuff?"

Frank got up with Adele, Robin and Catherine. Eddie and Joyce nursed beer along for the time being. Joyce explained "I'm a freshman although I know Adele from high school. That's why I'm here. There is a lot going on that I'm not used to. I mean, I've had rum and coke before and I obviously drink beer. I just don't know if I could handle both without getting sick."

"We have a saying we pass on to frosh at Western. 'Beer on whisky, mighty risky. Whisky on beer, never fear.' It seems you are more likely to get sick if you started with the rum and then switched to beer."

"Is that true?"

Eddie laughed "there are those who swear by it. I've never really tested it myself. I tend to stay with one or the other. I've seen too many guys, and girls too, throw up to make me want to take a chance."

"Eww. I don't want to take a chance either."

Eddie hung his jacket over the back of a chair and motioned toward the dance floor. "Come on, let's dance."

During a band break Frank stood up to get refills for several of the girls. As he was about to head back across the room trying to hold four cups at once Margaret sidled up beside him and whispered in his ear. "Frank, I want to ask you a huge favor."

"Sure, Margaret. I'm your guest, I'll do whatever you want."

"Don't be obvious, but if you look over my shoulder you'll see my sister, Lisa."

"You must mean the short redhead. I see her. She's with some big guy."

"Exactly. That's Butch Ryan. He's a senior at Johnston Smith, and yes the two schools were founded by the same family. Butch is notorious for swooping in on young girls to talk them into bed. I think he has slept his way through most of the sororities here, including this one. He's a smooth talker and has quite a few notches on his belt, if you know what I mean. He's knocked up a couple of girls, too."

"Ugh. I know the type."

"Well, if I go over there Lisa will get all in a huff and make sure to leave with him just because I don't want her to. Could you sort of keep an eye out and when Butch gets up to get another drink or something could you go over to her? I have a bad feeling about that situation. You probably know that Lisa and I squabble a lot, but still, she is my little sister and I do feel protective of her. As far as I know she's still a virgin. I'd hate to see her lose it to a guy like Butch."

Frank glanced over at the girls he and Eddie were with and then over toward Lisa. He'd be giving up a lot to 'rescue' a girl that might not even want to be rescued.

Margaret continued "I know what you're thinking. I do know it's asking a lot and you don't have to do it."

Frank asked himself what Richard would do. After all, Richard's rules had been beneficial to his social life after Richard had taught him the principles. Richard would definitely go over there, and so would he.

"I'll do it."

"Thanks, Frank. I trust you."

Frank smiled inwardly at another expression of his trustworthiness as he rejoined the group, but kept an eye on the Lisa-Butch dynamic. Butch was definitely plying her with drinks and coming on to her and it appeared she was falling for it.

At last he saw his opening when Butch got up and headed toward the restroom. Frank stubbed out his cigarette and mumbled "excuse me, there's someone I want to say something to."

The others barely broke the chain of conversation to acknowledge his leaving the group, and Frank sauntered over to Lisa.

"Hi. You're Lisa, right?"

"Yeah. Who are you?"

"I'm Frank, from Western State."

Lisa's interest picked up. "One of Richard's friends."

Frank smiled and sat down beside her. "You've got the same color hair and the same eyes as your sister, but you don't seem to be anything like her."

"God, I hope not!"

"No temper, huh? You're not going to belt me?"

Lisa laughed. "You heard about that, did you? That's right, you were there and saw the marks on Richard's face."

"Bright red, as I recall. I could see the actual finger prints."

"Yeah. And did you know he didn't even defend himself? He let Margaret hit him twice!"

Frank shook his head slowly. "That's Richard for you. Trust me, I've never seen him get hit by a girl before. Girl's boyfriends, yes. But girls, no."

"After spending some time with him I can believe it. I don't think he would ever hurt a girl."

"Look, Lisa, the music is getting kind of loud and the smoke is pretty thick in here. Do you want to sit outside? I don't want Margaret to see us and come over and hit me for bothering you."

Lisa laughed at the reference and picked up her purse. "Fine with me. That guy who was here with me began to give me the creeps. I've been trying to figure his angle. I think he only wants to get in my pants."

They went out the back door onto a patio where there were several picnic tables and a number of lawn chairs and benches. The tables were all occupied by couples or small groups engrossed in conversation. "It looks crowded out here," she observed.

"Let's head over to the trees a little farther out on the lawn. That should get us away from the crowd."

A copse of trees gave a place to sit out of the glare of the lights. Frank offered Lisa a cigarette. "Nah, I don't smoke, but thanks."

Frank put the cigarettes away. "Then neither shall I."

Lisa asked "Richard told us a little about his friends. Are you by any chance the one who plays baseball?"

Frank nodded.

"I love baseball! What position do you play? Are you any good?"

He laughed. "Center field. Sometimes second base in an emergency. I'm not the greatest, but I am team captain and we have won the conference championship two years in a row. I've got a pretty good arm. One time our rivals at Eastern had the tying run on third in the ninth with one out. Their cleanup hitter hit a high fly to deep center. The wind was blowing in so I knew the ball would stay in, but ran to the outfield wall and made it look like it might be a homer and then turned and charged back toward the infield. I caught it cleanly on the run just on the outfield grass, skipped, and uncorked a throw to home. Their coach had waved the runner on third home, and thought it would be an easy score. The runner was surprised to be tagged out by a good five feet. My throw reached the catcher on one hop. The cutoff man didn't even bother to try a relay."

Lisa laughed appreciatively. "Good arm! How's your hitting?"

"Okay. .285 over three years."

She tucked her legs under her and asked "Who's you favorite team?"

"Anyone but the Yankees! I guess I like the Red Sox best. I love to watch Ted Williams. What a sweet swing!"

"I've always liked the Dodgers."

"If I have to go National League I like them, too. Their fans are weird. I'd hate to play outfield at Ebbetts Field with all the odd angles to the fences."

"That's what makes them fun to watch on TV. They have that clown that wanders through the stands, too."

"Hoo, yeah! What's his name? Something like Emmet...something or other."

"Kelly. Emmet Kelly. Looks like a bum." 

"Speaking of bums, why can't those bums ever beat the Yankees in the World Series?"

"Said the Red Sox fan. Why can't the Sox keep the Yankees out of the series?"

"Touché. I guess both our teams are snake bit when it comes to the Yankees." 

They sat in silence for a few moments before Lisa changed the topic "How does this party compare with yours?"

"Basically similar. I think ours can get a little wild as the night wears on, but I find I drink less the later the party goes. I like to remember it."

"Richard told me about that! He said why should you get so drunk you can't remember anything? He said something about getting to know girls and not just falling into bed together in a drunken stupor."

"Why, indeed? He's right about that."

Lisa pursed her lips for a moment before asking with a mischievous grin. "So, are you trying to get to know me better before taking me back to your room, or wherever you're staying?"

"Whoa. I'm not trying to take you anywhere, although I am trying to learn a little about you. Richard taught me to know better than to try and talk a girl into doing anything."

"Yes, he did tell me that is what he does. Do you do all the things he does?"

"I don't know. He never tells what he does. I just do whatever feels right to the girl."

"You've met my sister Margaret, right? You know she speaks her mind. I may not look like her, but we do share that trait."

"Meaning?"

"Richard never tells about what he does, right? Yet he taught you about how things should be done, right?"

"Yes on both counts."

"Here's me speaking my mind. From experience I know what Richard does, even if you don't, and I like it."

Eddie nodded in understanding.

"Let's find out how good a teacher he is, and how good a student you are."

"I'm not sure where you are going with this."

"I had a great time at the beach last spring, rules and all, and would like for you to show me if you really have learned The Rules. Are you beginning to get where I am going, yet?"

"I get that you are a very unusual young lady."

"Richard's comment exactly! That's what he said before he showed me how he could please a girl - with his pants on. Do you get it yet?"

Frank stared at her as she crossed her arms and waited for a response.

"Uh...where would you like to go to do...this...um...whatever you have in mind?"

"Right here. Right now."

"Just how much have you had to drink?"

"Not as much as Butch thought I had. I'd pour some out when he wasn't looking. One of those plants is going to have a hangover in the morning."

Frank laughed and commented "Smart girl."

"I'm waiting."

"Jeez, what do you want to do?"

"I want you to please me. I mean REALLY please me. I do know what it feels like after all."

"How..."

"That's for you to figure out, but here's a start." Lisa leaned over and kissed him. "Now, 

Captain, you take it from there. Show me your leadership."

Frank thought about what Margaret had told him about Lisa, and wondered if Margaret knew what Lisa was really like. He wondered if Margaret was right about Lisa being a virgin. 

Lisa wanted him to please her with his pants on. That sounded so much like something Richard would do that he had no doubt something along those lines had occurred between them at the beach. If so, how had Richard handled it? She wanted him to do something like that, if he could only figure out what that something was.

"Good god! I kissed you and still you sit there. I'm beginning to think you really don't know Richard after all!"

"I'm not Richard, and don't pretend to be. I do things my own way while following the general rules."

"Okay. Be yourself. Just please me."

Frank studied her for a few more moments. When he put his arm around her shoulders to pull her closer she turned her head toward him and parted her lips in expectation. He would like to have started off on a different foot, but decided to work with what she wanted, and kissed her. She knew how to kiss, that was for sure. His fingers twined in her hair and her kiss became more ardent.

Her signals indicated she obviously was ready to get more physical.

He kissed her neck and nibbled on an ear as he caressed her face. His hand dropped to her leg, brushing a breast on the way, and she responded with a sigh of pleasure and placed one of her hands on his chest. "You're getting warmer," she whispered. 




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 03



Frank tentatively placed a hand over a breast and she whispered in his ear again "Now you're getting the idea." He wondered just what it was that Richard did with this girl, but she obviously knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to ask for it.

He fondled a breast through her blouse and she practically purred. Disentangling his hand from her hair he used both hands to unbutton her blouse. She pulled the bottom of the blouse out from the waistband of her skirt so he could get the last button. In the dim light he was captivated by the sight of the outline of her breasts clearly visible through the thin satin fabric of the cups. Her nipples were puffy, yet pointed in shape, matching the conical shape of her breasts. His fingers eagerly toyed with the nipples, eliciting moans of pure pleasure from her. She reached up and lifted the elastic bottoms of the bra cups up over her breasts, and he eagerly caressed and kneaded the exposed breasts. She straightened her legs out in front of her and began to rub her knees together, leading him to his next move.

A hand on her knee slid up her thigh to trace the leg bands of her underwear, and her knees parted. He laid a hand over her sex and felt the heat and the dampness. She pressed up against his hand and he could feel the hair underneath. A finger meandered up to trace the front of the waistband of her underwear. Her breathing told him he was doing just what she wanted.

He slipped a hand inside her panties and rested over damp flesh. A finger sank into the crevice to trace the length of it and made a short foray into her vagina. The barrier he encountered let him know she did still seem to be a virgin. She pressed against his finger as if she wanted him to enter deeper, but he withdrew and concentrated on other areas. He massaged each labia lip between a thumb and forefinger, feeling increasing gushes of wetness. When he began to tease her clit she made whimpering sounds.

He lowered his mouth to a breast and took almost the entire cone inside, teasing the nipple with his tongue. When he pulled back a little he sucked on the nipple and tugged at it with his lips. Her fingernails began to dig into his back through his shirt. His lips moved back to her mouth and he again took up fondling a breast. With the kiss, breast fondling and labia/clit massage she squirmed until she let out a cry, stifled by his mouth over hers, and shuddered repeatedly. One of her hands covered his hand inside her panties, first pressing and wiggling his fingers under hers and then holding him still as she pressed against him until her climax subsided and she fell limp against him, panting.

When she could speak she swallowed hard and said "That's what I was looking for. I haven't felt anything like that since last spring, and I can tell you that you can give everything Richard can. These panties will definitely have to go into the wash."

She pulled her bra back over her breasts and buttoned her blouse, roughly tucking it into her skirt and commented "Butch could never have made me feel like that. I think what he had in mind would have hurt a great deal."

Lisa kissed Frank again. "Richard didn't want me or Emily to do anything for him, but finally did teach us something. Now I get to show you what I learned. Did what you do to me make you excited?"

"Did it ever!"

Her kiss turned quite passionate and she loosened his tie, unbuttoned his shirt and tugged his undershirt out of his waistband so she could run her hand up under it. She massaged his chest and ran her fingernails lightly over his nipples. Her other hand dropped to his lap and searched for the bulge, squeezing it. She broke their kiss and looked down so she could see to loosen his belt, unbutton his pants and pull down his zipper. 

"Ooh, what have we here?"

She grasped him through his underwear. "Do you like that?"

"You better believe it."

"How about this?" she asked as she pulled down the waistband of his underwear to free his erection and caress it.

He gulped "Yes."

She watched his face as she played with him, squeezing, stroking, and running her fingertips around the tip of it until it began to twitch. Her other hand went underneath so her fingertips could hold and gently caress his scrotum.

She kissed him and used her fingers to bring him to increasing levels of pleasure. When the first glistening drop appeared she spread it over the tip. When she sensed when he was about to explode, she dropped her head down to his waist to watch as she finished him off with her hand, aiming the spurting stream onto his abdomen, massaging his hardness until he was finished. Even then she periodically squeezed the base and tugged to draw out the last drops.

She lifted her head back up and kissed him again. "Did you like it? I like to watch it come out. It makes me feel powerful. I can control your body! Me!" With her index finger she traced some patterns in the milky fluid.

Frank slumped back against the tree and leaned his head back until he caught his breath.

"Oops. We have a mess here. We'd better get you cleaned up. Here, I've got some something."

She dug around in her purse and pulled out a few tissues, sopping up the semen as best she could. "I guess the rest will just have to dry there, won't it?"

Lisa tucked him back into his shorts, refastened his pants and tugged the zipper back up. He buttoned his shirt and shoved it back into his pants and she helped him fasten his belt as she rested her head on his shoulder while he wrapped an arm around her waist.

"You know, Frank, I think you do know Richard. I've never met any other guy who would do something like that for me. All guys like Butch want is, what do you guys call it?...Pussy. You guys don't need to get all the pleasure, I want some too. Richard taught me that."

"He does preach the gospel of letting the girl show what she wants and is ready for. I learned from him. I hope I..."

Lisa put a finger to his lips. "Shh. You are just as good. Maybe even better. You must get tired of being compared all the time."

"He does set a high standard."

"You can come back and see me any time. I promise I won't say anything about Richard."

Frank laughed. "Who knows? Maybe I will come back some time. Of course you can always come up to Western, too. A girl in another sorority has a sister there. Maybe you could ride together."

It was Lisa's turn to laugh.

"Say, Lisa. Whatever happened to that friend of yours from the beach? Why isn't she here at the party?"

"Huh, Emily! She's not here because she doesn't go to school here. Miss Brainiac got herself a full scholarship to Emory in Atlanta. We will only see each other on holidays and breaks, although the breaks don't always match up. Emory is on quarters and we are on semesters. Emily and I have been friends since second grade, and I miss her."

"You probably are tired of hearing this, but you'll make new friends here."

"I know, and I have. It's just that Emily and I have always been together. I could always talk to her about really personal things, and I helped her out, too. She never would have done anything with Richard without me there to help her through it. She is so shy."

Lisa looked at her watch. "Goodness! It's quarter to twelve! Freshman curfew is twelve."

"Do you want me to walk you back to your dorm?"

"It would be nice, but you go enjoy the rest of the party. My roomie is over at the Gamma house party. She said she'd either meet me here or I'd meet her there or we'd meet somewhere between the houses. Walk me out front. If she's not there I'll head over towards Gamma. You can see Gamma house from here, so it's just a short walk. You can see the dorm, too. It's only a few minutes away, just across the quadrangle,"

"Do you feel safe walking alone?"

"This is a women's college. We're safe. By five minutes to twelve the dorm councilors will be standing on the steps watching for us. They have eagle eyes. I know that for a fact."

"Lesson learned, eh?"

"Uh huh."

When they reached the front steps Lisa's roommate hadn't arrived, so Lisa give Frank a kiss, waved, and headed off. Frank watched as another figure shortly left the Gamma house. When the two met they headed across the quadrangle. Frank watched them until they made it to the steps of their dorm, and then turned and headed back to the party downstairs.

As he approached his group the guy he recognized as Butch accosted him. 

"You got some nerve stealing my girl."

"Girl? What girl?"

"You know damn well what girl. Lisa."

"The little redhead? I just saw her sitting alone and went over to talk to her. Gosh, I didn't know she was your girl. She never mentioned it or I would have left her alone."

Butch swayed a little on his feet leading Frank to surmise he had been partaking of the strong stuff. "I looked all over for her, even outside. I had plans for her tonight. I was gonna take her parking in my car."

"Gee, I'm sorry. I'm not from around here; I'm just visiting from out of state. If I'd known she was your girl..."

"Listen, wise guy. You saw me with her. I oughta knock your block off."

As Butch took a step closer to Frank, Eddie appeared. "Is there a problem, gentlemen?"

"Casanova here is going to knock my block off."

Eddie stared at Butch. "Is that so?"

The room suddenly became quiet as the band stopped and all eyes turned toward the three men. Butch took one look at how Eddie's arms filled the sleeves of his shirt and backed off. He turned to walk away muttering "Fuck them. I'll get them. I'll get them all."

Eddie and Frank watched him leave. "Just what did you do to him, Frank?"

"He was bothering Margaret's sister. Margaret asked me to sneak Lisa out."

"You were gone a good long time. Go anyplace interesting?"

Frank grinned. "As a matter of fact, we did. She says she's nothing like Margaret, but I'm not so sure."

Eddie put an arm around Frank's shoulders and leaned in to whisper "While you were off gallivanting around with a freshman I've been laying a little groundwork with these girls. I think we have some live ones here, buddy. Come on over and we'll do a little eenie-meenie-meinie-moe to see who catches which tigresses by the toe."

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Joel had little success, but that was nothing new. You only caught a fish when you continued to cast your line. His confidence rose as the libations flowed. When the booze came out he downed a scotch and was ready to troll the waters again.

He approached a group of three girls and slicked his hair back as he sauntered up to them, nonchalantly holding a cigarette in one hand and a drink in another. "Hey there ladies! Some gals think I'm a flutterbum, but I promise if you come with me I won't take you to nowheresville."

The three girls laughed and turned away to head downstairs to the dance floor.

At last he spied a girl with hair the color of pale straw standing off by herself, looking rather forlorn. He seemed to recall seeing her earlier with a guy, and surmised that something in that relationship had changed. She could be ripe for the picking.

"Hey doll. You really razz my berries. I'd love to study your classy chassis."

The girl eyed him and pursed her lips. "And just where do you propose to do this 'studying'?"

Joel held up his keys and jangled them. "I've got wheels. We can go anyplace you want, beautiful."

"How about dropping me off at the end of the earth?"

"I might not have enough gas to go that far. How about someplace a little closer?"

The girl dropped the cigarette she had been holding into an ashtray, set her empty cup on a nearby table and snatched up her purse. "Let's go."

Joel led her out the front door, practically rubbing his hands in delight at his success. The girl wasn't very talkative as he led her to his car, and once inside she slumped against the door.

"Come on, doll. I'm going to cheer you up. My name's Joel."

"I'm Sue. I haven't seen you around before."

"I've never been here before. I came down from Western State just for this party. Doris invited me and a couple of friends."

Sue perked up a little hearing about Doris. "If Doris invited you, you must be all right. I know she'll go to bed with anything wearing pants, but she has no patience for losers. Have you spent any time with her?"

"She's been showing us around, making introductions. Went to the arboretum last night. Took us on a picnic this afternoon."

Sue became more attentive. "You were at the picnic? There are all kinds of rumors around about the goings on at the picnic. Did you really skinny dip?"

"Shoot, yeah. It was a nice secluded place."

"Could we go there now?"

Joel looked over at her and smiled. "Well, it was kind of out in the country, and it's dark now so I don't know if I can find it. I remember how we started out. I was following Doris. Maybe you can help me look. If we can't find the exact place I'm sure we can find another one like it. I warn you though, I don't have any blankets or towels!"

Sue finally cracked a smile.

As they drove out of town Joel said "You know, we got off without any refreshments. Is there any place we can stop and pick up something?"

"I know just the place. Will and I used to stop there." Her face fell. "The bastard."

"I don't want to bring back bad memories. Maybe we can find someplace else."

Sue set her jaw. "No. We'll go there. I hope I run into him so I can kick him in the balls and let him know that he's not the only fish in the sea."

As it turned out Will was not there, so Sue was denied that satisfaction, but they did get a couple of six-packs of PBR and some chips. On the way out the door Joel saw a display of flowers and, on impulse, bought a bunch and gave them to Sue. When they got back in the car she kissed him with tears in her eyes and slid over closer to him. "Will never got me flowers."

They drove around dark country roads looking for the gate Joel remembered. They were about to give up when his headlights caught a gate post. "This is it! I'm sure of it! Let me pull over and look closer."

He examined the tire tracks in the dirt around the gate - a large car and a small one. He pushed the gate open and eased the Packard in and down the dirt track, dodging ruts. At last he pulled into the clearing and switched off the motor and lights. The air was still warm so they got out and sat on the grass. Shoes and socks came off and they wiggled their toes in the grass. Before long they were holding hands and he kissed her. 

"Let's look at the water," she said.

They got up and brushed each other off. As they headed toward the bank she pointed to something on the ground glinting in the moon light. "What's that?"

Joel bent down and picked up a used condom that had been left behind. "Oops. Missed that in the cleanup."

"Got any more of those?"

He walked back to the car and opened the glove compartment, pulling out several more packages. "Always!"

She grinned. "Maybe something will come of tonight after all! How cold is the water?"

"It's chilly, but refreshing. Remember, though there are no towels. We might have to drive back in wet clothes."

"Maybe we can take a dip and then sit on the grass until we dry off."

"I like it when you talk like that!"

Sue wrestled with the zipper in the back of her skirt. "Damn! The zipper is stuck. Could you give me a hand? I think some threads are caught in it."

Joel knelt behind her in the grass and tugged at the zipper until it came free. As soon as he turned loose of the skirt she dropped it to the ground and proceeded to unbutton her blouse. Joel whipped off his jacket and tie, quickly unbuttoned his shirt, shrugged it off, and lifted his sleeveless undershirt over his head. As he unfastened his belt her bra came off and she stepped out of her panties. His pants and shorts quickly formed a pile at his feet. This time there was no mishap taking them off.  

"Help me into the water. I'm afraid I'll step into a deep place or something. I expect you know where it's safe to wade."

He held her hand and they slowly waded in, Sue shrieking with laughter as the cold water rose about her. Joel dove sideways into the water and dragged her with him. She came up sputtering and playfully splashed him. 

They played about splashing and trying to dunk each other until he caught her about the waist and pulled her to him as they stood in waist-deep water. She put her arms around his neck and he studied her. She was about five inches shorter than him with hair the color of pale straw that had started out in a flip, but now hung straight over her shoulders. Her breasts were full and round, with large nipples, even larger in the cold water, and what appeared to be small dark areoles. He bent to kiss her and she pressed against him, with her hand running up and down his back from his neck to his buttocks, which she squeezed. She grinned up at him. "I think you are really happy to be here with me."

He felt his erection pressing against her, and she opened her legs to catch it between her thighs and then closed her legs to rub her thighs together. He grinned back at her. "It seems you are happy to be here with me, too."

He kissed her again, caressed a breast with one hand and reached between her legs with the other so he could slide his fingers between her lips. She dipped a hand under the water to grasp him. Remembering the debacle from the afternoon, he pulled away. "Time for that later." He led her over to where he saw Betty sit this afternoon and perched her on the rock. He sat next to her and kneaded one breast as he kissed and suckled the other while water ran around them. He wasn't used to doing a girl first, but had noticed how successful the other guys had been with that and how peeved Marilyn had been with him when he was too fast.

With his lips he pulled on a nipple as he plunged fingers into her willing vagina. He tried to remember how Marilyn seemed to like to be touched and tried to duplicate that. Sue's response indicated that he had it right. He felt for her clit and toyed with it. Her reactions made him even hornier until he couldn't stand it. He pulled her from the rock and sheathed himself inside her. He thrust urgently and she met him thrust for thrust. His hands stayed busy with her breasts and they grunted in unison with each thrust. When he was ready to ejaculate he remembered he didn't have a condom, so timed himself to pull out just in time, spurting into the water while he continued to stimulate her to an apparent climax.

Taking her by the hand he led her ashore, and they sat naked on the grass, still matted down from the afternoon activities. He threw himself on his back, pulling her down with him in an embrace. They kissed and then lay back to look up at the stars.

Soon he propped himself on an elbow and concentrated on caressing a breast, watching how the shape changed under various squeezes.

"What are you doing?"

Joel grinned. "Studying your classy chassis, just as I said I would."

"This grass is making my back itch," she said.

They stood and he spread out his jacket and her skirt to lay on, with shirt and blouse to rest their heads on. They brushed each other off and stretched out again.

He continued to gently fondle a breast and she closed her eyes. "I like that."

When he lowered his mouth to a breast and suckled it she stroked his hair.

Joel moved a hand down her abdomen, playing with her navel along the way. His hand reached down to her knee and his fingers danced up the inside of a thigh. "Oh, god that feels good."

He twisted some of her pubic hair around a finger and gently brushed it before working down between her lips. Her vagina was warm and inviting, and her clit was swollen and sensitive. She moaned in pleasure. Joel hesitated, wondering if she would like what Doris asked him to do. He remembered seeing Betty's reactions to having it done at the picnic. He wasn't skilled at it, but decided to try anyway. He could always stop if she didn't like it.




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 03



With a final tug on a nipple with his lips he began to move his kisses lower on her body. He felt her trembling in anticipation, and decided to forge ahead. She combed her fingers through his hair as he kissed her lower lips, and she sighed. When he sucked gently on her labia she began to squirm, and when he sucked hard on the upper part, drawing the clit out to its fullest to be teased with his tongue she cried out. One hand slid into the crease and fingers entered her. His other hand wandered back up to a breast. 

She clamped her hands on his head to move him where she wanted him as she thrust against his mouth. He felt warm fluid bathing his lips and tongue. With a final thrust of her hips and push down on his head she climaxed, long and hard.

When she was finished he kissed her breasts again and she ran her fingers through his hair once again. He needed relief, and retrieved a condom from where he had tossed them earlier. She eagerly helped him on with it and guided him in when he knelt between her knees.

His need drove him to hard thrusting and she matched him, crying out with each stroke. When he emptied himself in her she wrapped her legs around him, grinding against him until she gave a loud cry and climaxed once more, almost violently. Her head lifted and dropped, banging against the ground, and she raked his back with her fingernails.

At last they lay against each other, limp and panting heavily, covered with sweat.

"Wow, Joel. Will never made me feel like that. I think I am lucky to be rid of him. Now I know what to look for!"

"I feel the need for a another quick dip. Coming?"

They waded out a short ways and sat in shallow water to rinse each other off, and then returned to their makeshift bed to dry.

They dozed off, but seemed to awaken simultaneously and she drowsily asked "What time is it?"

"Quarter after two."

"Really? I should be getting back before they send out a search party."

They quickly dressed, cleaned up their trash, drove out to the road, closed the gate and headed back to campus.

As they approached campus they noted a dull orange glow on the horizon, and encountered crowds of students and townspeople heading toward the glow. Further along they saw flashing lights, and were forced to park on a street off campus and walk toward the glow with the masses.

"There must be a fire," he noted.

"Ohmygod! It's the Delta House!"

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Butch stormed upstairs, still muttering, and eventually the music started again and conversations picked up once more.

In a few minutes Margaret came down and made her way over to the group. "Thanks, Frank. I'm glad to be rid of him, and hope he leaves Lisa alone from now on."

"He was really pissed, Margaret. Do you think he'll cause any trouble?"

"I don't think so. He couldn't get away with anything anyway - everyone knows him. After tonight I doubt we'll be seeing him around again. Where did Lisa go, Frank?"

"She met her roommate and hurried back to their dorm before curfew. I watched them. They should be safe."

"I hate that there was any unpleasantness during my first party."

"You handled it well, Margaret. You saw a potential problem and came up with a solution. I think you were right. Butch said he had big plans for Lisa tonight. If you had gone over to them Lisa would have taken off with him, and there could have been a real scene. As it is he was unhappy but left peaceably."

"I can't thank you enough, Frank." 

Frank grinned and stroked his chin. "I'll think of something."

Margaret winked at him and turned to go back upstairs. "I bet you will. I might be able to come up with something, myself."

Frank and Eddie turned their attention back to the four girls. "Anyone need a refill?"

Joyce stood up. "I'm ready, but I think I'll go sample another one of Cookie's sandwiches before they're gone."

Eddie went with Joyce while Frank nursed his beer. Robin leaned over towards him. "Ready for another dance? The band is going to wrap things up in a few minutes. We only have them until twelve-thirty."

Frank gulped down the remainder of his beer and took Robin's hand to lead her out to the dance floor.

When the set was over the band packed up the drum kit and other instruments, and a couple of the girls helped take down the lights the band used. Frank and Eddie helped the band carry the equipment out and load it into their station wagon.

After the band left they went back in through the front door, looking for Joel. Not seeing him they assumed he had finally had some success and gone off with a girl, probably to the arboretum. They ran into Doris and she confirmed that she had seen Joel leaving with a girl, although with only a brief glance she couldn't tell who the girl was.

"I tell you, guys. I'm frustrated here. I'd love to be downstairs partying with you, but Margaret has had me here guarding the stairs to make sure no girls sneak up with a guy."

Eddie laughed "The fox is guarding the henhouse eh?"

"Yeah. I'd really like to be sneaking upstairs with you, myself."

"So you sneak around, do you?"

"Who? Me? Sneak? Well, maybe on occasion. Unfortunately tonight isn't one of those occasions. Maybe after the party is over we can think of something sneaky and interesting to do."

"If it's interesting to you it must be really interesting. I look forward to that!"

Downstairs they found the four girls sitting around waiting for the pair to return.

Adele said "Well, fellas, the dancing is done and it's getting late. Anyone have any ideas?"

Frank said "we could go for a walk. I hear there are some...ahem...nature areas we could visit on campus."

"Great idea," Robin said, "except the gates are closed at two."

Catherine suggested "there is still some liquid refreshment. Personally I am getting tired of sitting on those chairs, and the smoke is kind of thick. Maybe we could at least go out back on the patio."

For lack of a better idea the six topped off their drinks and went out the back patio door. The couples who had been sitting around earlier had left, so they had the entire patio to themselves. They sat at a picnic table, three on a bench on each side - Frank between Joyce and Adele, Eddie across from them between Robin and Catherine.

Robin seemed to have consumed the most alcohol and rubbed her leg against Eddie's under the table.

The group told jokes and amid the laughter felt rather cozy with each other. Eddie looked over at Frank and cut his eyes from side to side while holding his hands palms up in front of him, silently asking 'where do we go from here? We each have two.'

Catherine got everyone's attention with her suggestion. "Let's play a game or something."

Joyce asked "What kind of game?"

Catherine got a sly grin. "Why boys, wouldn't you like to be like Richard at the beach? We could play strip poker!"

Adele audibly gasped and Joyce snickered. "You've had too much to drink, Catherine. And so have you, Robin."

Robin said "Well, maybe I've had a few, but wouldn't you like to know how it felt to play strip poker? I mean, Doris is a wealth of information, and I don't think she exaggerates too much. She has no need to embellish. She said they did it, and Margaret said it was true, too. Betty even played! Bashful Betty!"

"Well," Joyce said, "they were in a house and we are outside where anyone could see us."

"The possibility of being discovered makes it even more exciting!"

Adele added "we don't have any cards and we don't have a place to play, even if we wanted to."

Eddie was amused at the turn in the conversation and thought to prod it along a bit to see where it might lead. "If we don't have any cards we could play the napkin game."

Robin said "Huh?"

"You know, the game where you put a quarter on a napkin over a glass and burn holes in the napkin until the quarter falls. In the bar the loser buys the next round of drinks. Here, instead, the loser could pay some sort of forfeit."

Both Frank and Eddie were taken aback that the four girls exchanged looks. "Excuse us, fellas. We need to talk."

The four girls got up and huddled over by the side of the patio.

Frank said "What did you bring that up for? Are you nuts?"

Eddie grinned. "Just wanted to see their reaction, pal. I really don't think this is going anywhere, it's just having a little fun with them."

The girls returned and resumed their seats. Their decision left Frank and Eddie with open mouths.

"Okay, we agree," Catherine said. "Now we just have to think up appropriate forfeits. How daring do you want to make it?"

Eddie said "Hold on, there. We weren't really serious. It was just a little fun."

Joyce put her elbows on the table and rested her chin in her folded hands. "We're calling your bluff. Put up or shut up."

Eddie considered and said slowly "suppose we do something like that. What do you have in mind?"

"Well," Catherine said "I think the idea of removing an article of clothing is top notch, but I agree it would be rather awkward if someone came around the corner and barged in on us. Therefore I propose we do forfeits with our clothes on, but...no holds barred! Any kind of physical contact is fair game - kissing, touching, whatever."

"Who does what to who? There will be one loser and five winners."

Robin said "I've been thinking about that. Here's what I propose."

The five others leaned in to hear what Robin had to say, with Joyce muttering "Uh, oh. Here is the alcohol talking." 

"Suppose one of us girls loses. Both Frank and Eddie could have an allotted amount of time to do whatever with the loser. Kiss, touch anywhere on the body - anything. Maybe even include some under the clothing touching. Maybe for a little more daring, the winning girls could do a little touching, too."

Adele exclaimed "What!? That would be like...like...lesbians or something."

"I'm not saying they would HAVE to, just that the possibility is open. We're not lesbians, but just think of the chance to do something really daring and different in the context of a game. It doesn't mean we want to do it for real. It's just part of the forfeit. Do it or not. Up to you."

"I like the idea," Catherine said. "Maybe we could have a rule that first time is only over clothes, but a second loss could involve under."

Joyce said "I can't believe we are even talking about this."

Catherine countered "Come on, Joyce. Wouldn't you like to have Eddie's big strong hands wandering around under your sweater?"

Joyce blushed, but didn't answer.

Frank and Eddie looked at each other with amazement, wondering if the girls were serious or merely teasing them in return.

"Now," Robin continued, "the next question is what happens if Frank or Eddie loses."

The two of them sat with arms crossed, amused at the conversation they assumed was for their benefit.

"Well, the same rules could apply. All the girls could do the touching. Same thing - first outside the clothes, then...well anything goes."

Catherine smirked at the expression on Frank and Eddie's faces, but threw more fuel on the fire. "If a girl loses a third time she could have to sit on one of the guy's laps, facing him and they could have a little...shall we say, action."

"No, no, no," Robin said with a dismissive wave of her hand.

"Prude," said Catherine.

"I don't mean don't do it, just that it's not fair to the guy who is also a winner. I think the girls could do whatever to the loser as far as feels, but the winning guy would get the action from another one of the winners. Of course, we'd have to have a way to choose who goes with him. We can determine that if we ever get to that point."

Catherine said "Okay, girls. All in favor of the proposal raise your hand."

Robin, Catherine and Joyce were quick to raise their hands. Adele thought for a moment, looking at Frank and Eddie before turning to the other girls and slowly raising her hand.

Catherine crossed her arms and stared at Eddie. "Okay Eddie. Frank. Your turn. What do you say? Are you in?"

Both heads nodded, but Frank said "Okay on one condition. You've all probably heard of Richard's Rules. Adele was a little hesitant, and maybe someone else will be sometime during the game. I'll summarize. Rule 1 is any expression of 'no,' 'don't' or anything like that means whatever is going on stops. No questions asked. Rule Two is that nobody has to do anything they are uncomfortable with. The rules apply to everyone. Even us. Everything done as a forfeit has to be agreed on. That's the only way to keep it fun."

Adele was quick to respond. "Oh, we've all heard about the rules from Betty, Margaret and Doris, although I can't imagine Doris saying 'no' to ANYTHING. Betty admits to doing things she never thought she would. You know Margaret is not exactly hot to trot, but some of the things she has said made me wish I had been there. I think I feel better about this with the Rules in place." The other girls nodded in agreement.

Robin said "Let's all get a refill and grab the paper napkins we will need. I'll run up to the kitchen and grab a real glass. I don't think the paper napkin would stick to the rim of a paper cup. Last chance for potty break before the game begins!"

All six headed inside. Frank leaned over to Eddie as they walked. "Do you think they are serious?"

"I still think they are stringing us along, but who knows? If we don't get a girl for the night we still may be able to cop a few feels. Maybe a couple will drop out and we'll each have one to ourselves after all."

About five minutes later the group reassembled around the picnic table. Before they started Robin and Joyce pulled the table around behind some shrubbery to where it was out of the direct light from the building. Everyone sat as they had before,

Robin wet the rim of the glass and stretched the napkin over it. Eddie fished around in his pocket and came up with a quarter, which he placed in the center of the napkin.

Everyone except Adele and Joyce was already smoking, so cigarettes were readily available.

Adele said "I think one of the guys should start and then we'll take turns clockwise around the table."

Frank took a drag on his cigarette and burned a hole in the napkin. Each of others successfully burned a hole. By the time Frank's turn came again the napkin looked like Swiss cheese. He studied what was left and burned between two other holes. Adele made a poor choice and almost dropped the quarter. Robin found a strand to burn, as did Eddie. The quarter was perched precariously. Catherine stared at the strands left to support the quarter, and chose one to burn. The quarter fell into the glass with a clink.

Robin said gleefully "We have our first loser! Who wants to do what to her? Frank? Eddie?"

Catherine noted the hesitation of the two and urged them "Come on. I'm a big girl. You can't do anything I haven't done before." That was met with gales of laughter from the three other girls.

"Come on," Catherine said impatiently. "Which of you wants to be first?"

Eddie, sitting next to her leaned over to kiss her and she met his kiss with some tongue.

Frank came around the table and approached Catherine, who said "I've already been kissed. How about something different. Go ahead."

Frank leaned over and kissed her while fondling a breast through her clothes.

"That's more like it! Any of you girls want a turn? No? Chickens!"

Joyce started the next game. The girls began to get competitive, trying to leave the next one nothing to burn. Robin took her turn and the quarter was suspended perilously. Just as Eddie started to reach for the glass the remaining web of paper twisted and the quarter slid off. Catherine clapped her hands in delight. "Almost got Eddie! Okay guys, have at her!"

Eddie kissed her, and brushed his hand over a breast.

"Jeez. What a bunch of cowards. Come on, Frank. Let her have it!"

Frank looked at Robin, who turned towards him as he came around the table. She smiled sweetly up at him. He decided to be bolder, so kissed her and gave her breast a good feel. "Mmmmm."

"That's the way to go!" Catherine said. "It looks like I will have to break the ice for us girls, though. I've always wondered what your boob felt like, Robin. I mean, it's so nice and round."

Catherine got up and walked behind Eddie to stand behind Robin. Catherine reached both hands around Robin's chest and gave each breast a lengthy examination. There was no protest from Robin, but Adele gasped.

Next round Frank lost. All four girls surrounded him at once. Adele kissed him, Joyce rubbed her hand on his chest, Robin grabbed his butt, and Catherine felt around the leg of his pants, squeezing her prize when she found it. "Ooh. Look what I found!" All the girls laughed and Frank said "I don't know how much more attention like that I can take!"

The next two rounds were lost by Joyce and Adele.

Catherine said to Robin "You need to find a way to make Eddie lose. I need to do a comparison." Eddie blushed and the girls noticed and laughed.

Robin tried, but Eddie found a strand that left the quarter hanging. Catherine made it fall.

"Oops. My second loss. You can do more than last time, you know. Come on, don't be shy. I'm certainly not. Here, I'll give you a hint," she said as she unbuttoned her blouse.

Eddie wasn't about to miss an opportunity this time. He reached in and explored her bra-clad breast as he kissed her. Catherine sighed. Frank said as he approached "You've been an instigator here. Do you really mean ANYWHERE?"

Catherine grinned in answer and Frank perched on the end of the bench next to Catherine. He kissed her, put his hand on her knee and worked it up under her skirt. Joyce's eyes got big and she put her hand over her mouth. Catherine moved her knees apart so Frank could reach the damp fabric. "Oh, boy. I can't wait to lose again!"

When Frank and Eddie withdrew their hands Catherine said "anyone else?"

"Shit, you've done me. I might as well return the favor." Robin came behind Catherine and reached inside the open blouse to feel what was there.

"Now we're getting somewhere girls. Anyone else?"

Adele slowly arose and went to Catherine. She pushed the open blouse open even more, studied Catherine's chest and played her fingers over the exposed bra. "I've always wondered what it feels like to a guy when he does that to me."

"Joyce? Do you want a turn? We're all friends here and it will probably never happen again." Joyce shook her head.

Eddie finally lost and Catherine was able to make her comparison. "Both very nice. We'll have to give them a visual inspection next time."

Adele lost for a second time and Frank was a little hesitant to go all the way up her leg, so settled for caressing her thigh. Eddie unbuttoned the blouse and felt a lacy bra covering smallish breasts. Catherine came over to give a more complete feel.

Catherine's third loss gave her a great delight. Frank suspected she was losing intentionally. This time she reached back inside her open blouse and unclasped her bra as an invitation. 

Eddie had no second thoughts about handling what was before him, and decided that since the game had veered off in that direction he would take advantage. He kneaded a breast and rubbed his thumb over a nipple. As Frank came over Eddie dipped his head and nibbled on a nipple. While Eddie was withdrawing his hand Frank boldly slid his hand up to her underwear, over the surface and thrust it down inside the waistband for exploration. "Oh, yes! Now we're really getting someplace! I'm starting to tingle. Gosh, I hope I lose again. Anyone else while the door is open, so to speak?

Robin somewhat timidly put her hand on the panties, over where Frank had just vacated. Adele studiously examined an exposed breast. "Come on, Joyce. Join the party!" Joyce still hung back.




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 04



Eddie, Frank and Joel help the Deltas in the aftermath of the fire and are rewarded.

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Despite being exhausted sleep was fitful for both couples staying at the Delta house. Frank and Margaret awoke to the sound of voices in the hall.

"What time is it?" Margaret asked as she stretched weary, aching muscles.

"I think it is about eight."

"Jeez, you'd think those fire guys could wait until a decent hour."

Margaret absent-mindedly rubbed Frank's arm, draped over her. "Say, didn't you used to have hair on your arms? I would have sworn I remember it."

Frank pulled his arm back to look at it. "I guess it got singed off when we tried to reach the kitchen. A burst of fire came out just after I pulled my head back."

"I don't know if that was brave or a stupid thing to do. Here I go speaking my mind again."

"I don't know if it was stupid, either. It was just spontaneous, something that seemed like it needed to be done."

Frank rolled out of bed and Margaret followed. She rummaged around to find appropriate clothing to wear for continued cleanup. Frank puffed his cheeks out as he looked at his sooty pants and shirt. "Well, I guess I've worn clothes more than one day before."

"I'd offer you some of mine, but suspect you'd decline."

"I'll pass on blouses and skirts. We'll just be getting dirty again, anyway. While you talk to the investigators I'll go and see if I can rustle us up some breakfast."

Margaret looked for the fire chief while Frank went downstairs and struck out toward town to find breakfast for all of them.

He entered the diner near the rooming house and found Joel and Sue sitting in a booth.

"Hey, Frank. Where you been? I listened for your knock. Man, you look like you've crawled in a coal bin."

Frank ordered at the counter and stood by the booth as he waited for the food to be ready. "A coal bin would have been more fun. We worked until about five and then just fell into bed for a few hours. There's more cleanup to do. Listen, Joel, can you grab some fresh pants and shirts for me and Eddie? Just bring them to the Delta house. I don't want to take time now - everyone needs something to eat and there's still a lot to do."

"Sure thing. Sue and I will get them to you as soon as we're finished." 

"Thanks." Frank picked up the bags with the food and started out.

At the entrance to the campus a police patrol car blocked the street. An officer got out and approached Frank. "Son, this is a girl's school. With the fire and all I'm supposed to be keeping out everyone but students. For all I know you're the arsonist. You certainly look like you've been in a fire."

"I've been in the Delta house helping to clean up. Everyone in there has worked all night and with the kitchen out of commission there's nothing to eat. I'm in bringing some breakfast. I know the Delta girls appreciate your watching over them when we don't know for sure how the fire started. Look, officer, I know you've probably been here all night and I got a couple of extra coffees to offer the fire investigators. Would you like one? I have some donuts and sausage biscuits, too. You deserve it as much as they do."

The officer looked Frank over and decided his story had the ring of truth. "Yeah, I'd appreciate a coffee. Thanks."

He took the lid off a paper cup and tasted. "Sweet with cream, just the way I like it. Thanks again."

Frank left the officer leaning against his cruiser sipping his coffee and headed for the house. He found Margaret still huddled with the fire chief while Eddie and Doris sat on the front porch waiting to see what their next step would be. As Frank approached the conference broke up.

"I've got coffee and breakfast for everyone. You're welcome too, chief."

"Thanks, but I've already eaten and have a thermos of coffee. We're about to leave and go round up this Butch fellow."

While the fire crew shut down the fans and removed them from the building Frank spread out what he brought on one of the tables sitting on the lawn. "I got several extra coffees and there are a dozen donuts and ten sausage biscuits."

Margaret ripped the lid off a coffee and made a face. "I like mine black. Do you have any like that?"

"Nope. No matter how you like it you need energy to get you through the day. You need the cream and sugar. They all have extra cream and extra sugar."

Margaret grumbled but sipped the coffee while she tore into a biscuit. As they ate Margaret filled them in. "It definitely was arson. Whoever set it apparently doused kitchen towels in cooking grease and set them on the stove where the pilot light would ignite them. They determined there was a trail of towels over toward the window curtains. I have no idea how they figured that out. Everyone I've talked to remembers seeing Butch leave just before the fire was discovered."

Doris scowled. "The scumbag. And to think that I slept with him."

"You and half the other girls in the house."

Frank shook his head. "Margaret, the guys and I are certainly in no shape to leave today. Is there a phone around where I can make a collect call up to Western?"

"There are pay phones around but, as chapter president, I have a line in my room. You can use that one. No change is necessary, just dial."

Frank went in to make the call and came back out as everyone was finishing the last of the donuts. "I got ahold of Richard. He's going to make sure the Profs know what's going on. He said he was contacted at seven this morning by Grace from the Gamma Zeta house on our campus. Her sister, Barbara, had called from here and told her about the fire. The Western chapter is chipping in to help out with some immediate cash the girls can use to buy new clothes. They're also holding some sort of fund-raiser." 

Margaret said "I'll tell Barbara how much we appreciate that. There is so much to do, so much to think of. I called our Delta national office emergency line. Someone is coming here tomorrow to assess the situation so they can help us get back on our feet."

She looked around and sighed heavily. "I guess the next step is to see what of all this is salvageable. It would be good to get some things moved back in."

Frank said "Let's take a look at the stuff out back. The downstairs furniture just had water and may be dried enough to move back in. That would at least give you a place to sit and eat or have meetings. Don't know what we can do about this stuff here with the heavy smoke damage."

"Won't be much eating until we get a kitchen."

"Maybe the cafeteria would sort of cater or something."

"Hmm. Maybe they could fix some for us to take, if we picked it up. That's an idea I'll have to explore."

Doris volunteered "Hey, I'll go talk to them. If the Dean puts in a word it might help, too."

The four walked around to the back of the building to assess the state of the furniture and the basement floor.

Eddie noted "If we had some room fans the floor would dry off pretty quick. You know, those fans that move back and forth. We can move the furniture out into the sun to finish drying."

As they discussed where to move the furniture Joel and Sue showed up with a change of clothes for Frank and Eddie. When he heard the plan Joel offered to drive with Sue to a hardware store and buy some fans.

By lunch time the fans were whirring and the furniture had been moved out into the sun. Frank and Eddie changed clothes and the six went to the diner for lunch.

Over hamburgers and cokes they planned the rest of the afternoon. Margaret also reminded them "We got away with it one night, but I'm afraid you guys won't be allowed to stay on campus tonight, as much as I'd like you to."

"Yeah, we all need some sleep, anyway."

Sue was distressed. "I don't have a room. Mine was over the kitchen and I don't think I even have any books left, much less clothes or a place to stay. I want to stay with Joel."

"That will be awkward with four of us in one room."

Joel nudged Eddie "Maybe now that the weekend is over there will be another room available - hint, hint."

"We split the room cost three ways. Can you take one on by yourself?"

"Yeah. I brought a little extra cash"

Eddie sighed. "I don't know. I just don't know."

"We can sort that out later. Right now we have work to do."

Margaret said "The girls will be stopping by during the day to check on the condition of their rooms."

Sue asked "Joel, will you go up with me? I know there may not be much of anything useful left, but I have to make sure. I'd like some help."

Upon their return to campus Joel and Sue headed up the stairs just as Betty and several others arrived. Betty looked at the ruined building with dismay. Doris was quick to reassure her. "Betts, our end of the hall is pretty much okay. Mostly it just smells a bit. I spent the night last night, so I know."

Doris led Betty upstairs to check out her room, across from Doris'.

Several girls with rooms at the ruined end of the floor tossed sodden mattresses, ruined books and smoke-blacked clothes out the broken windows. The sounds of broken glass being picked up or the crunching sound of glass being stepped on echoed throughout. Several maintenance men helped Cookie in the kitchen, sorting out what could be salvaged and moving out ruined heavy items. 

Girls from other sororities pitched in to help. By mid-afternoon the downstairs was in some semblance of order. The maintenance crew promised to bring a truck in the morning to pick up the debris that had been tossed out. 

Eddie and Frank helped Margaret and a few other girls rip up the wet, sooty carpet on the main floor and haul it outside for disposal. Frank noted "Getting rid of that will help with the smell."

Margaret looked at the smoke-blackened walls and shook her head. "It will be even better when we can scrub these walls. When National gets here they may help with some paint and new windows. We've got some insurance, too."

Lisa stopped by looking for Margaret. "How can I help?"

"You can help by staying out of the way."

Lisa looked hurt. "Seriously, sis. I want to do something. I understand it was you who sent Frank to get me away from Butch. Now I want to help you."

Margaret looked at her younger sister. She was a tiny girl, barely five-feet, and that's why Margaret still thought of her as a little girl. Yet, her little sister was showing signs of growing up. "Okay, Lisa. Thanks for the offer. Go upstairs and see what you can do to help Sue and the others with rooms at that end of the building on the second and third floors. They have the most to do."

Late in the afternoon the Dean came by to see Margaret. "I just had a call saying they have that Butch fellow in custody. He admits everything. They're keeping him locked up."

"I was hoping it wasn't true."

"Well, at least that part of it is over. That means there were no fire violations that caused it, it was human hands that did it. Keep me posted on who is still staying elsewhere as the girls come back to the house."

"Will do, Dean. Thank you for everything you've done for us."

"You're welcome. One more thing, Margaret. No men in the house overnight."

Margaret reddened as the Dean walked away. She knew. Of course she did. It was her job to know everything that went on on campus.

By dinner time everyone was tired and hungry. Since they had been such a big help, the Dean offered to let the boys to eat in the cafeteria. Margaret gathered all the Deltas who showed up so they could eat together in one corner of the cafeteria dining area.

On the walk back to the Delta house Frank told Margaret "You've worked hard today. It's been emotionally draining for you, too. How about you get cleaned up and we'll take you to The Library to unwind."

"I need a shower first. Too bad you can't come with us tonight. I think we could have a more...interesting...shower experience." She grinned at Frank. "I promised I'd find a way to thank you. Not just for helping here, but for what you did for Lisa, too. Maybe we can come up with some ideas to explore."

"And I think I'd like to explore some ideas with you! Come by the rooming house when you are ready."

The boys went back to the rooming house to shower and change once again. Eddie grumbled, but he went along with the idea of getting another room, and Joel thanked him profusely.

The three eventually lounged on the steps of the rooming house, smoking. 

Eddie gave a start as he looked down the street. "Holy Christmas. What the hell is this?"

Frank and Joel looked up to see an entire posse of girls headed their way. Margaret. Doris. Sue. Catherine. Robin. All of them laughing as they sashayed down the street with their skirts swishing about them.

Margaret stood in front of the three guys. "We all worked hard and I didn't have any trouble talking some others into a nice relaxing visit to The Library. We may have to push several tables together so we can all sit together. After all, where else can a girl go to...study?" The other girls broke into laughter, as did the three boys. 

When they entered the establishment Doris headed for the bar to speak to the bartender and gestured toward the back of the room. After an approving nod Doris led the group to a booth in the back and pushed one of the larger tables against it.

Joel sat against the wall with Sue beside him. Frank and Doris sat at the table on the same side. Eddie found himself sandwiched between Catherine and Robin with Margaret on the end beside Robin.

A waitress showed up with eight draft PBR's and a large bowl of potato chips. Doris laughed as the bowl was passed around "You can count on them serving salty snacks so we stay thirsty!"

"Who buys the next round?" Joel asked.

Catherine and Robin answered in unison "We'll play the napkin game!" and then laughed hysterically as each of them rested a hand on Eddie's thighs under the table.

Margaret furrowed her brow. "Is there something I'm missing here?"

Catherine said "You had to have been there."

After two more rounds, bought by Catherine and Sue, the group got up to leave. Outside the bar entrance they pondered their next move. 

Margaret said "We have had a lot of help from our visitors, and I for one would like to thank them. I had an idea of going to the arboretum earlier, but we've grown into a larger group than I anticipated."

Doris threw out an idea out for consideration. "I know a place we can go where proper 'thanking' can take place in seclusion."

"Where?" asked Robin.

"Steele Reservoir Park."

"They're closed after dark. The gates are locked."

"Locked gates keep the masses out. I know a way in. We can even drive."

Catherine laughed. "you must know every place for miles around where certain physical activities can take place in seclusion."

Doris grinned. "You bet. Research is my specialty!"

Joel and Sue moved off to the side and talked in low voices before returning with their plan. "We'd like to be alone," Joel declared. 

Catherine stamped her foot. "Oh, pooh. If Joel's not going, how will we get there? We can't all fit in Doris' car."

Joel offered "Look, our decision means we won't be using my car. The rest of you can fit in it. Eddie, here are the keys. You can drive. Just bring it back in one piece."

Sue and Joel headed back to the rooming house and Doris called after them "Remember, Mrs. Kennedy goes to bed at nine. Plan accordingly!"

Joel waved in acknowledgement. 

As the group watched the pair depart arm in arm Margaret said "I've never seen Sue so attached to anybody. Will certainly never lavished attention on her like Joel does."

Frank shook his head in wonderment. "And I've never seen Joel act like this with any girl. He's more of a love-'em and leave-'em type. I do believe he is smitten."

Eddie jangled the keys. "Let's load up and head on out. Doris, you navigate to this apparently secret entrance."

Steele Reservoir is just outside town, and a large park encompasses it on three sides. Doris led them down a side road. "The bridle trails come along the road here and just ahead they turn into the park. Slow down. Turn right, here."

"I don't see anything to turn into."

"Trust me. See where the horses go? This is the only place wide enough for a car. Park maintenance uses it during the day. Not many people know about it."

Eddie found a packed gravel pathway through the trees, just wide enough for the car.

"Another good thing about this is you don't leave tire tracks."

After a couple of gentle curves they were completely out of sight of the road and soon found a side track leading to the main parking lot.

"Kill the lights, Eddie. Someone's here."

Eddie switched off the lights and rolled to a stop. The group could just make out another vehicle on the far side of the parking lot.

Doris peered intently. "It's okay. A few others know about this entrance. From the looks of the car they haven't noticed us. Eddie, go slow around the perimeter of the lot so we can give them some privacy."

As they went around the lot everyone watched the other car rocking.

"Looks like they're busy," Catherine observed. "Maybe someone else is getting 'thanked'."

Doris pointed. "Eddie, follow the road to the left. That leads to the big picnic shelter on the hilltop overlooking the reservoir."

Steering by moonlight Eddie slowly maneuvered the Packard up to a smaller parking area near a large covered picnic shelter. "Here we are, boys and girls! Plenty of places to sit, tables to lay on if that's your preference, and a wide expanse of soft grass just on the other side. There are even restrooms! Everybody out!"

The six wandered around for a few minutes, exploring the facility Doris had led them to.

"Man," Robin mused, "we didn't stop to pick up anything to drink."

Margaret replied "Just as well. We've worked so hard at the house that if I had any more alcohol I'd go to sleep." She looked directly at Frank and continued "and I don't intend to sleep just yet!"

Robin said "Has anybody noticed that we have more girls than boys?"

"No worries," Doris said assuringly. "I have a plan. I think Margaret may have an inkling of what it is."

"Does it have anything to do with something that happened at the beach last spring?"

"It has everything to do with something that happened at the beach."

"Richard was there and we tried to wear him out. Richard isn't here. Do you boys think you can handle it?"

Frank and Eddie looked at each other and Frank said "Richard never told us anything about that weekend, but I can assure you we will do everything in our power to uphold the reputation of Alpha Delta!"

Doris beamed. "That's what I like to hear! Listen up everyone and I'll fill you in on how Betty and I jumped Richard together. I understand he also worked with Lisa and Emily together. I don't know what he did with them, but I can give some first-hand info on possible ways to do it."

Doris went into great detail about how she and Betty had both had sex with Richard at the same time and ended with "is everybody ready to play?"

"Who goes with who?" Catherine asked.

Margaret was quick to answer "I don't know about anyone else, but I have said I would personally thank Frank."

Catherine and Robin gravitated to Eddie. "We have some unfinished business."

Doris clapped her hands in delight. "Maggs, it looks like you and I are to be a dynamic duo!"

"I didn't do anything with Richard except alone, so I didn't have anything to do with that duo business."

"I promise you will have a good time and Frank will be well thanked. In fact, he is likely to be so well thanked that one of us may very well have to drive us all back to campus!"

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Joel and Sue quietly went up the outside stairs to the second floor of the rooming house. Sue explained that Robin had loaned her some clothes to wear in place of her fire-damaged wardrobe. 




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 04



Once inside they embraced and then stood apart, holding hands, looking at each other.

Sue began to unbutton her blouse and then stopped. "Joel, last night you offered some pajamas. I think I'd like a shirt tonight."

Joel nodded. "Fine. I'll wear the pants."

By the time Sue finished undressing Joel, already wearing the pajama bottoms, was beside her with the pajama shirt. Sue put the shirt on, buttoned it up, and sat on the edge of the opposite bed. "Can I sleep over here tonight?"

Joel was disappointed, but sensed something else was at work other than modesty. He nodded. 

Sue slipped under the covers while he got into his bed and turned out the light.

"Joel?"

"Yes?"

"Can we talk?"

Joel propped on an elbow, facing her. "I could talk to you all night."

"Really?"

"Really. Sue, truth be told, I don't usually stay around very long with girls like I am with you. There's something that makes me want to be around you. At the fire my first impulse was to rush around to see what was happening like I always do, but when I saw you shivering I just wanted to do something to keep you warm, to make you feel safe. I didn't care what was happening with the fire."

"Will would never have done that. I was so scared but you made me feel better."

"I like doing things for you."

"When we made love last night you did it just right for how I felt. You paid attention to me."

"We have a fraternity brother who has been preaching for years about letting the girl lead the way - I'm sure you've heard everyone talk about Richard. I finally see what he means. It felt good to me, too. I must admit, I've got a reputation for being hasty, for looking out for myself. I haven't felt that way with you at all. Not at the swimming hole, not in bed last night."

"Will never bought me flowers."

"I have never bought flowers for a girl before, either. Something about you made me want to do it."

Sue got out of bed and came over to him. "Move over."

When she was snuggled up to him she started to unbutton the pajama shirt. "I think we have too much on, don't you?"

When all pajamas were on the floor Joel caressed her face. "Sue, you know what? I would have been perfectly content to sleep in separate beds tonight, just as long as you were here in the room with me. I've never felt like this before. I feel something in here." He tapped his chest. "I like you a whole lot. No, it's more than just like. It's...it's..."

She put a finger to his lips. "I feel the same way. When you didn't try to talk me out of getting in the other bed I knew it was more than just a physical attraction. Although," she kissed him "the physical attraction part is pretty good, too."

His fingers combed through her hair. "I want to know all about your body. From the top of your head to the tips of your toes. I haven't spent nearly enough time exploring you. I want to know how and where you like to be touched. I want to know how and where you like to be kissed. If you'd let me I could study you all night."

For the next hour Joel's fingers and lips travelled over her body until she said "I need more. I need you. I liked the way it felt last night."

"I liked it too. I've always been in such a hurry, but now I know that slow can be very exciting."

"When we're done I want to explore you also."

"I would like that very much."

Joel nibbled on her ear and kissed her neck as his hands gently kneaded breasts, rubbing over the nipples just the way he had discovered that she liked. His lips travelled down to circle each breast with kisses, kissing his way around and up to the rosy tips, and he played his tongue over her nipples. Fingers parted her and slid along the well-moistened crease and into her. Kisses moved down her until his nose and tongue played amongst the curly pale hair before sucking out the clit. He stroked it with his tongue, much to her squirmy delight.

"Oh, god, I'm ready!"

As he slipped on a condom he asked "Slow?"

"Yes, at first. I want to feel it all go in and out."

She helped him on with the Trojan and he very slowly entered her as she closed her eyes and pressed her head back into the pillow. His in and out motions were very slow, and he found he liked it as much as she did - just to feel her slowly enveloping him until he was fully sheathed in her warmth and then slowly backing out again.

Her own thrusting let him know when she was ready for a faster pace. His hands and lips played with her breasts and he kissed every inch of her face. When her legs wrapped around him he made more powerful thrusts and she responded in kind, slamming into him on each stroke. His climax built but he tried to hold back as long as he could until he felt her tighten around him. She threw her head back and was ready to scream, but he covered her mouth with his own to drown out her cries of ecstasy. She ground against him until he was empty and they both were spent, collapsing into each other's arms.

"I love you, Joel."

Joel was somewhat startled, yet felt something stirring deep within himself. "Sue, I will tell you honestly..."

She bit her lower lip, certain she had moved things along too fast.

"I have never said this to a girl. Ever. Not in high school, not in college. I am feeling something extraordinary inside me. Even though we've only known each other for such a short time it can only be love. It's not the sex. It's more, much more." He paused. "It's not something, frankly, that I came on this trip to find."

Sue exhaled in relief and snuggled up close to him. "Where do we go from here?"

"I don't know. I'll be leaving, probably tomorrow. Western in seven hours away. That makes for some long weekends."

"You mean you'll come back?"

"Wild horses couldn't keep me away. I don't know how often I can do it, but when I can't come we can write and I can call sometimes. Maybe you can come up to one of our parties, although they are pretty tame compared to yours."

She laughed. "Yeah, we do this fire thing every time we have a party."

Her hand roamed over his bare chest. "Joel, I'd like to study you, too. How you like to be touched. How you like to be kissed."

"Anywhere you touch or kiss me is...heavenly."

She let her fingers play over his body, noting his reactions. Touches were followed by kisses. Her final stop was his penis, once again hard. She toyed with the hair around it. "Is the hair guys have down here always this soft? It seems much softer than mine. I love to touch it."

"I can't answer your question about everyone, but I like what you are doing."

She cupped him underneath. "Oh, it is a little coarser here." She bent her head and took his scrotum gently in her mouth, massaging with her tongue, and he let out a loud groan. She followed up with kissing her way up the shaft from the base to the tip, until it began to twitch.

With her fingers she noted what touches caused him to have the greatest reaction. At last she kissed the tip and teased it with her tongue and he gripped the sheets.

"Looks like I get the same reaction from you that I have when you do it to me." Sue studied his member for a few more moments and took the tip in her mouth again and gradually took more of it in. Joel groaned.

"Joel, I see something different going on here. When you kiss me down there I love it, but it feels different than when you are inside me. I mean your tongue isn't like six or seven inches long, after all. How does it feel when I do this to you? I mean when you are in my mouth. Is it at all like you are inside me?"

Joel gulped as she continued to play with him. "It feels kind of the same, yet different. It is so different when you use your tongue to press on it."

She took half of him in her mouth and pressed her tongue against it, sliding it up and down the length. "Oh god, that is a lot like when we have actual sex, just not as deep."

"So, I only get to feel you inside one way, but you can feel like you're inside me two ways?"

"Yes." Joel began to pant. "And if you don't stop, the same thing will happen that happens inside you. I'm just warning you. Let me get another Trojan and we can do it for real."

"I wonder..."

"Wonder what?"

"What if I kept on doing this? I mean I can't do it like you are really inside because I would choke. But I wonder what it would feel like to keep it up."

"Please, Sue. You will find out shortly, and I don't want you to get...turned off by it."

Sue shifted position to where she could take him in and watch his facial expression at the same time. Her tongue worked over him and she bobbed her head slightly to change the depth. She felt his body tense as he began to ejaculate. She took the first couple of pulses in her mouth than pulled back to watch the rest of it run down her hand as she continued to hold.

"I wasn't sure what it would taste like. Not anything like I thought. I'm not sure I'd want it all, though."

She scooted up so they could embrace. "Tell me, Joel. I know you've done it before. Do all girls taste the same?"

He ran his fingers through her soft blond hair before answering. "I have very limited experience with that. I've only...no, it's not right to talk about other girls. You are the only one who's important to me."

"I know about the picnic and the arboretum. You must have done it sometime during one of those times. Really, I'd like to know. I never did it with Will, and he never did it with me. I'm trying to learn."

"Well, this weekend was my first time. I never tried it before."

"Who were you with?"

"Do you really want to know that? She is forgotten already."

Sue laughed and slapped him playfully on the arm. "You certainly have not forgotten. I will always remember the first time you did it with me. Let me guess. If you'd never done it before but you did it this weekend it must have been somebody really experienced, someone like...Doris!"

Joel sighed. "Yes, it was Doris. Are you happy now?"

"Actually, yes. I've got to thank her for teaching you. And thank you for teaching me."

They lay in each other's arms for a while before she began playing with his chest hair again. "If this is our last night together for a while why don't we..." Joel kissed her before she could finish.

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Doris and Margaret led Frank through the picnic shelter to some distance beyond, where the soft grass was soft on a slight slope leading down toward the reservoir.

The three sat down, arms wrapped around their drawn up knees, Frank between Doris and Margaret. They kicked off their shoes and Margaret leaned forward to look past Frank at Doris. "I was planning to thank him for helping me with Lisa and with the fire cleanup. I wasn't counting on a third wheel being involved."

Doris leaned back on her elbows and gazed up at the stars. "Well, I need to thank him, too. I know you had plans, but this opportunity was just too good to pass up. I think we can both thank him - together."

Frank cleared his throat. "Ahem. You ladies go right ahead and make your plans. Don't mind me sitting here. I'm not important."

Doris laughed "Au contraire. You are very important. Without you we wouldn't be here. I think I know exactly what Margaret had in mind, but I think she will find two can thank you MUCH better than one can. And, two 'thankers' can be VERY happy and satisfied afterwards - as much as the 'thankee'." 

"All right, Doris. Just what kind of plan do you have?"

"You know, it's a funny thing how even very experienced people can learn something from neophytes. At the beach last spring I discovered that Lisa and Emily had been sharing Richard at the same time. Two versus one had never occurred to me before. So, I got together with Betty and we devised a...plan, if you will, where we both shared Richard at the same time. We did it while you were chaperoning Lisa and Emily when they went off to dance. We had just finished when you came back with the three Gammas you ran into. Betts and I had a great time with Richard and I can tell you we were quite satisfied. Didn't Richard tell you about that, Frank?"

Frank snorted. "I keep telling you Richard told us next to nothing about that weekend. I've learned more about what went on at the beach from you here this weekend than I ever learned from Richard."

"And I guess that is one reason he is so popular with the girls. That and his capacity to satisfy in creative ways. I tell you we had every intention of wearing him out that weekend, but he came closer to wearing us out, didn't he Margaret?"

Margaret grinned. "Speak for yourself, Doris."

"Oh, so it's a competition, is it? Well, you're on Maggs. Challenge accepted."

Frank laughed "Hey, don't I get a say in this?"

Doris and Margaret said at the same time "No!"

Frank laughed heartily. "Well ladies, have at it! Do your worst! I can take it!"

"Do our worst, you say? Hmmmm. Let's see what we can come up with. Why don't you just lie back in this nice soft grass for a few minutes?"

Frank stretched out on the ground with his hands behind his head while Doris and Margaret stood off to the side and put their heads together.

Soon Margaret and Doris knelt beside him and put their hands on his chest as Doris cooed "Why doesn't Frankie Wankie get all comfy womfy?" Hands began to unbutton his shirt and pull it out from the waistband of his pants. Frank sat up so they could take it off him and work on his belt. Soon he lifted his hips so they could slip his pants off. A quick tug got his undershirt off. They each grabbed one side of the waistband of his underwear. "Moment of truth, Frank. Let's see what we have to work with here, shall we?"

Frank lifted his hips once again while the two girls whisked his underwear off. Doris reached out to stroke him gently. "Very nice. I think we can work with this, don't you, Margaret?"

Margaret joined in with handling him. "Yes, indeed. I definitely think we can work with this. Gosh, I hope it fits."

"Well, we will just have to make it fit, won't we, Maggs?"

Frank, lying on his back, laughed so hard he thought he would lose his erection.

Doris and Margaret quickly removed their own clothing. They spread out their skirts and blouses and Frank's shirt for the three of them to lay on during the evening's activities, and then sat next to Frank, one on each side.

Doris asked "Do you like to touch girls, Frank?"

"That's a silly question. Most definitely."

"Does it get you very...excited?"

"Uh huh."

"So...if you touch us and get us excited that would make you excited, too?"

"It seems that's the way it works."

"Well then. Commence touching! It seems that if something gets us excited and it gets you excited as well, that is what is called a win-win situation. Am I right?"

Frank didn't need to do much touching to get a full, hard erection. On one side was Margaret, with her red hair and green eyes, largish breasts with large nipples, flaming red bush and freckles. On the other side was Amazon Doris. Six-four with platinum blond hair and matching bush, smallish round breasts with upward-pointing nipples, porcelain complexion and pale blue eyes. "Ladies, I can't imagine heaven being any better than this!"

"We are about to send you to heaven, and you will take us along with you!" Margaret teased.

Doris added "How about we start out slowly. You touch us, taking turns with each. We may help you along a little as well. At some point we'll shift into another gear."

"How many gears do you have, Doris?"

Doris grinned. "At least four. More like six. Come drive me and we'll find out."

"I can think of a problem that might alter the plans."

"Which is...?"

"Well, I wasn't expecting so much...activity...this weekend, so I've used up all the protection I brought."

Margaret made an exasperated sound, but Doris merely reached for her purse. "You're in luck, fella. I always carry a few extra Trojans for just such an emergency."

The three then stretched out on their backs. Frank turned to kiss Margaret, then switched to Doris. Doris said "that's right, Frank. Just go from one to the other. Maybe we can devise some sort of signal, like for if I think you are taking too long with Maggs I could tap you on the shoulder, just like cutting in on a dance. Of course, she can do the same thing. How about that, Maggs? That's exactly what Lisa and Emily did, as I found out from Lisa."

"Works for me, although that little scamp didn't give me any details like that."

"That's because you are a sister and I am more like a confidant."

Frank began caressing Margaret's breasts and nipples, but was interrupted by a tap from Doris. 

Thus it went, each girl diverting his attention from the other as he moved to fondle and kiss breasts and explore their other feminine secrets, all the while getting more and more aroused himself.

Doris broke the cycle. "Okay, Maggs. Which do you want first?"

Margaret stroked him and said "I'll take this."

Frank flopped onto his back. Doris quickly rolled a condom on him and announced "Hop aboard, Maggs! Frank, we are about to send you to heaven!"

Margaret straddled his hips and lowered her body, using her hand to guide him into her. Doris straddled his chest, the pale thatch mere inches from his face. "How experienced are you at this part, fella?"

"Not very, I'm afraid. Yesterday at the picnic was my first time."

Doris threw her hands up in exasperation "what is wrong with guys these days?"

Frank toyed with the moist labia in front of him. "I may not have much experience but I am a quick study."

"Well now, that's a start. At last, an honest man, facing up to his shortcomings but willing to learn."

"We'll see about those shortcomings. Slide the rest of the way up here and let the lessons begin!"

Doris slid up the last few inches and Frank inserted his tongue between the labia. Doris leaned forward slightly so he could reach her clit to flick a tongue over it and suck on it.

"Oh, yes. You are a fast learner. Keep it up. See what else you can think to do."

Frank reached up to play with her breasts. It occurred to him that they were incredibly soft and he remembered how she liked them kneaded and how to touch her nipples. He again turned his attention to what was immediately in front of him and began to suck on individual labia, pulling them out with his lips and massaging them with his tongue. When she leaned back he had access to her vaginal entrance and he teased that. The more he worked on her with his lips and tongue the wetter his tongue got, a sensation and taste that he found particularly arousing. Doris moved her hips forward and back as well as side to side. Her eyes closed, as she soaked up the pleasure.

Meanwhile Margaret leaned forward slightly onto Doris' back with her hands on Doris' shoulders as she raised and lowered herself on him, varying speed and depth according to her desire. All the events of the last couple of days fed her need and she quickly neared climax. When it came she slammed down on him a couple more times and ground against him as waves of release washed over her.

Doris leaned forward one more time and when he sucked on her clitoral hood he felt his whole face bathed with wetness and she moaned.

Margaret dismounted and sat next to him to rest, but Doris quickly took her place and encouraged "come on, Maggs. Hop in the other saddle. I'm going to finish him off."

Margaret didn't know if she could take any more, but straddled him anyway. He put his hands behind her hips and pulled her forward so he could start nibbling on her labia. As he stroked her swollen clitoris with his tongue she experienced new waves of ecstasy, and Frank found himself bathed in a different fluid - different smell, different taste, but exciting all the same. 

Doris pumped furiously on his shaft and he felt himself reaching the point of no return. Doris came again with an intensity he had never experienced before. It felt like she had him in her fist, squeezing hard, but in pulses. About the third pulse he erupted in her. Doris reached forward around Margaret and cupped her breasts. The three of them finished their climaxes together, with Doris collapsed onto Margaret's back, hands still covering Margaret's breasts. Margaret's head went back and rested on Doris' shoulder. Frank caressed all the skin he could reach.




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 04



The three soon laid on their backs beside each other. Doris turned her head to Frank. "You really are a fast learner. I hereby pronounce you a graduate oral provider, graduating Magna Cum Loud." Margaret began to laugh hysterically and stamp her feet on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Doris removed the condom and played with Frank's softened member. "You got any more gas in your tank?"

"I don't know. Not much, I suspect. That was pretty intense. It will probably take a while to recover."

"Maybe I can help you along."

Doris parted Frank's legs and situated herself so when she bent her head her hair played over his lower body while her hands lifted him. With a devilish grin she lowered her head and took him in her mouth, the entire length of him. He felt a surge returning. She drew her head back so he came out of her mouth and she played over the head with her tongue, swirling all around it and stroking the underside of it. "Well, look here. I think we are witnessing a resur-erection. You wanna do anything, Maggs?" 

Margaret bent over him and sucked on his nipples, pulling on them with her lips.

Doris took him in again, deeply, then pulling back halfway to use her tongue and lips, bringing him back to fullness.

She pulled him out with a popping sound and admired her handiwork. "Never fails. You want a turn, Maggs?"

Margaret took Doris' place and licked him from base to tip. She took the tip in her mouth and sucked hard on it before taking him halfway. She bobbed her head and Frank felt the surge begin to build once again.

After a few minutes Margaret moved aside and Doris resumed her work while Margaret went back to kissing him and teasing his nipples. Numerous times Doris took him all the way in. When Frank knew he was almost ready he gasped out "Maybe you should switch to riding me. I'm getting close. Really close."

"Frankie, my man, I can and intend to take it. Don't you worry about it. Just enjoy."

Frank lifted his head to watch Doris at work, then leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Margaret continued to work on his nipples, and played in his navel with her tongue. One hand carefully stroked his sac. Frank started to warn Doris, but realized she was well aware of the signs as his body stiffened. She took him all the way in for the first pulse, swallowed and took the next couple halfway before taking him all again, swallowing several times. When he was finished she sucked the last drops out.

Margaret sat with her mouth hanging open. "How could you do that? I couldn't get it in more than half way without choking!"

"The trick, Maggs is this. See how his shape curves downward slightly? If I come straight on that is almost exactly the curve of my throat. It just slides right in. It is an indescribable feeling when it squirts right down the throat! Can't keep it there the whole time though, 'cause I couldn't breathe, so I alternate shallow and deep. How was that for you, big guy?"

"Words can't describe it. I never thought I could do it again so soon. All I can say is 'wow'!"

"That's what happens when there is a master at work!"

The three lay side by side once again. Frank turned his head from one side to the other, taking in the sight of two naked girls beside him. 

He had a brainstorm. "Ladies, I have an idea. You have thanked me quite satisfactorily. Yet, you two have offered us hospitality this weekend. I think I need to do some thanking also."

"Oooh. What do you have in mind?" Doris asked coyly.

"Well, I'm pretty much dry right now, but you've given me an idea." He got up and gestured. "Here, lie down right next to each other."

When Doris and Margaret complied, he studied the situation. "Doris, you're so much taller than Margaret. Maybe you need to scoot down just a bit so your hips touch...There, just like that. Now, keep the legs touching but spread the other ones apart...Perfect"

He knelt with one knee between each girl's legs. "You two are so beautiful, I just can't keep my hands off you."

Leaning forward he caressed a breast of each and bent further to kiss them., moving from one girl to another. He kept one hand busy with a breast on each one and alternated kissing the nipples and pulling them with his lips. When they each made sounds of contentment he moved his hands down to the nether lips, and followed with his kisses. First sliding a finger between the labia of each he then teased out each clitoris and finally plunged two fingers into each of them. His mouth took over, sucking on labia and caressing the clitoris of each with his tongue, turning his head to work from one to the other. Occasionally he moved his head back up to attend the breasts with their hardened nipples. Back down with his hands, he sucked out each clitoris and played on it with his tongue while he worked fingers in and out of them, occasionally coming all the way out to gently squeeze labia and slide between them in concert with his tongue action. He felt Doris beginning to peak, so slowed down on her to give Margaret a chance to catch up. When he felt they were both ready he worked his fingers into each and curled them to press against his thumbs playing with the clitoris. He made circles with his thumbs as he pressed on each clitoris, so it was stimulated both from above and from inside. His head went from one to the other, sucking on nipples.

Doris arched her back and came in a flood that drenched his hand. He felt the powerful pulsing of her vagina as her orgasm peaked. Margaret hit her climax moments later and writhed under his touch. When both girls were spent he laid on top of them, kissing their mouths and caressing breasts until they caught their breath.

Margaret said "Ooh. I don't think I've ever experienced anything like that."

Doris ran her fingers through his hair. "I know you don't want to hear it, but that reminds me of the beach. Richard did it just like that with me and Betty. I have to tell you, Frank, you are every bit as good as Richard. Talk about a fast learner!"

The two girls moved aside to make room for him between them, and the three laid back to look up at the stars, with hands resting on each other.

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Eddie, Catherine and Robin sat at one of the tables under the shelter. Robin said "You know, we never finished our game."

Catherine added "Yeah, and it was just getting interesting. Hmm, maybe we can pick up where we left off. We don't even have to worry about anyone seeing us, either!"

Eddie laughed. "Are you serious? How would we ever finish the game? We don't have a glass or napkins."

Catherine said "Well, let's think about it. We could arrange our clothes like they were and take up where we left off, but maybe we should start over and take something off when we lose."

"Fine. Same problem. How can we possibly play the game?"

Everyone thought for a moment and then Robin brightened. "I know! On the count of three each of us holds out either one or two fingers. The one that doesn't match the others loses! If we are all the same we do it again until someone loses."

"Good idea. Shall we go with that?"

Everyone nodded in agreement and then arranged themselves on a bench attached to one of the tables in the shelter, with Eddie sitting between Catherine and Robin.

Catherine laughed "Oh, boy! Let's get naked!"

Robin hesitated. "Get naked? As in having nothing on? I thought we were just going to be touching and stuff, maybe stripping down to our underwear or something."

"Robin, we were in sort of a public place before. Here we aren't. Do you have a problem with that? You didn't seem to mind last time. This is a chance to be completely uninhibited."

"Well, I had been drinking a lot then. A lot more than tonight."

Eddie held up a hand. "Ladies, we all have to be on board with this. I have no problem with resuming our game as it was, with touching."

"Hell if I am! I want you naked and I want to do things to you and I want you to do things to me. Robin?"

Robin fidgeted a moment but finally nodded her head. "Okay."

Eddie said "I think we should have a rule that once underwear starts to come off we all have to decide if the game continues."

Catherine laughed "That's the point of the game! Let's get ready to get naked! Here's a shortcut - shoes are one item, as are socks. No one at a time bullshit. Everyone get your fingers limber!"

Eddie made a great show of intertwining his fingers and pushing his hands out away from his body, cracking his knuckles.

Robin had one more question. "What happens when someone is naked and the others aren't?"

"That's when touching begins! In fact, why don't we keep playing until touching turns into...something else? Any objections?"

Two heads shook 'no'.

"Let the games begin! On the count of three put out either one or two fingers. Ready? One...two...THREE!"

Eddie and Robin had ones, Catherine a two. "Here go the shoes!"

Catherine removed her saddle shoes and set them on the table.

Next round Robin and Catherine had ones and Eddie had two. He slipped off his loafers and also set them on the table.

Robin's shoes came off next.

Catherine was first to lose her socks, white, ankle highs, turned down. Socks were stuffed into the shoes on the table.

When Robin and Eddie also lost their socks Robin had to laugh. "It looks like we're doing everything together. What do you suppose the statistical chance is that it continues exactly evenly?"

The next round took three tries to get a winner as everyone put out the same numbers the first two tries. Robin was first to lose her blouse. She carefully unbuttoned it, slid it off and folded it to place on the table beside her shoes.

When Eddie lost his shirt there were 'Ooh's' from the girls as his muscular arms appeared. 

Catherine eagerly removed her blouse and turned so everyone could see her pink lace bra.

When she lost her skirt she unbuttoned it and dropped it quickly, again displaying her underwear - pink panties matching the bra.

"Moment of truth, ladies. Do we go on?"

Robin nodded and Catherine enthused "Hell, yeah!"

It took two tries, but Catherine also lost the next round. Without hesitation she reached around and unfastened her bra, tossing it on the table. Her breasts were on the large side, with large pale areolas.

Eddie lost the next round and Catherine clapped her hands. "Time for the pants to come off!"

"Not so fast. I'm going in a different order." With that he pulled his undershirt over his head. The girls didn't mind at all, as they were treated to a flat abdomen, rippling with muscles.

But, when he also lost the next round he did finally have to remove his pants, reducing himself to white jockey underwear with a tantalizing bulge. Catherine pointed at it. "That's what I want to see!"

She didn't have to wait long, as Eddie also lost the next round. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his underwear and paused. "Are you ladies sure you want me to do this?"

Catherine was impatient. "Come on already! Let's see it."

Eddie teased Catherine. "I don't know, Catherine. You might get embarrassed or something. Maybe I'd better keep them on."

"You take them off or I'll do it for you!"

"Well...if you insist." He slowly pushed down the waistband, drawing out the procedure until Catherine was about to reach over to yank them off. At last his full erection sprang forth.

"Oh, boy! Just as I thought. Nothing puny there. Not the longest I've ever seen, but quite massive." 

Catherine reached for it but Eddie caught her hand. "Tut, tut. We have to wait until the proper time, remember?"

Catherine scowled and withdrew her hand.

Robin's skirt soon joined the growing pile of clothing on the table beside them. Her pale yellow bra and panty set seemed just right for her skin color. Eddie's gaze lingered on her shapely legs.

When Robin also lost the next round she hesitated before removing her bra. Catherine was impatient. "Come on, Robin. You're holding things up."

Robin turned her back to the others as she unclasped her bra and slid it off, but finally had to turn around, displaying small round breasts with small areolas and short nipples.

"Well I'll be damned. That's why you were hesitant at first. You wear a padded bra! I never realized you were so...I hate to use the word 'small'. They are well formed, though. I knew Adele was small, but I had no idea you were, too. Adele doesn't wear padded bras."

Robin blushed and stammered "Well...I think...I think my clothes...fit better"

Eddie held up his hand to stop the exchange. "You have nothing to be ashamed of, Robin."

"I just...I just don't want the boys to...ignore me because my chest is so small."

"You have nothing to worry about. I probably shouldn't say this, but there is a saying that goes around the dorms and frat houses 'anything more than a handful is wasted'. That isn't a knock on larger girls, but just indicates that guys appreciate small breasts, too. I must say, you look to have perfect handfuls."

Robin continued to blush, but her blush was quickly forgotten when Eddie lost the next round.

"Okay, ladies. How are we going to do this? Individually? Both at once?"

Catherine pursed her lips. "That's something we never considered. I'm fine with either way."

Robin wondered "Should we have a time limit?" 

Eddie pondered and said "How about one minute? That seems fair. Remember, it goes for you, too."

"A minute it is. We'll trust you to keep the time by your watch, Eddie."

The girls decided there was enough of Eddie they wanted to explore that they could share. Hands roamed over his hard body, although Catherine spent the most time with a particular hard part of it.

Next round Robin lost her underwear, and displayed a nice patch of trimmed brown hair. Catherine commented "That looks good enough to touch," and Robin blushed. 

Robin was glad they set a time limit when she also lost the next round. Eddie went around behind her to reach around and hold her breasts in both hands. "Perfect handfuls, Robin. I can't imagine any guy being disappointed with these." His hands then explored other parts of her body, only briefly touching her sex for the time being. Catherine sat down next to Robin and felt her breasts also, using the remainder of the full allotted time there. "Eddie's right. I like them, Robin," Robin blushed again and stammered "I've never had...had a girl...touch me before. Not on the skin like that. During the napkin game my clothes were on."

"Well, get used to it. The game isn't over."

When Eddie lost again Catherine was quick to grasp him in her fist. Robin carefully felt around under his erection. 

Robin lost once again and Catherine said "Hey, what gives? Isn't anybody going get to feel me? I want some attention."

Eddie laughed "Then lose, already!"

Eddie directed his attention to Robin's sex. She parted her legs for him to explore and he felt the initial moisture from her growing arousal. Catherine played with Robin's nipples.

Eddie lost once again and Catherine whined "If this keeps up I'll have to take my time sitting on your lap, if you know what I mean. Come on, guys!"

When Robin lost again Eddie kissed a breast and pulled on a nipple with his lips while fingers slid between Robin's now very moistened labia and momentarily into her. Catherine took a cue from him and sucked on the other breast. Far from complaining, Robin now threw her head back and moaned in pleasure.

Catherine finally got her wish and lost, although it took three tries to get a winner. She eagerly pushed down her panties and displayed a thatch of hair already glistening.

The next round was also lost by Catherine. Eddie knew what she wanted. He sat beside her and kissed a breast, teasing a nipple with his tongue. His other hand immediately plunged down into her sopping vulva. Her clit was swollen and he teased it, causing her to squirm until time was up. Robin played with Catherine's other nipple.

When Eddie lost again Robin was first to reach his erection. She squeezed and teased it, playing her fingers up and down the length of it. Catherine kissed his chest and teased his nipples with her lips.

Catherine was chagrinned when Robin lost yet again. Eddie continued to toy with Robin's sex. Her clit appeared and he stroked it with a finger, causing "oh...oh...oh...oh" to escape her. Catherine played fingers lightly over a thigh and traced the crease where her leg and body met, before joining his hand between her legs, working fingers into Robin's ready vagina. With the other hand she kneaded a breast.

When time was up Robin panted "I don't know how much more I can take."

Catherine lost again, at last, and eagerly awaited what was to come. Eddie lowered his head and used a tongue on her labia, and she leaned back and opened her legs wide to give him better access. He pulled on labia with his lips and teased her clit with his tongue. Even though she had only been attended to twice she gushed continually and moaned in pleasure. Robin played with Catherine's breasts. 

At the end of the allotted time Catherine said, with a wild look, "If you lose, Eddie I'm coming after you with everything I've got. And I mean everything!" 

Eddie and Robin laughed, but when Eddie lost Catherine jumped on his lap. "Fuck the timer. I'm taking this all the way!" She slid up close, guided him into her and began to rock back and forth; her hips moved with increasing tempo. Eddie reached down to make sure her clit was fully engaged in the process. Robin went behind Catherine, reached around to knead her breasts, even though it wasn't Catherine's turn to be touched. 

Catherine climaxed with a series of groans, continuing to thrust against him until she was spent and finished by leaning against him with her head on his shoulder. At last she gasped out "I've never come so much with so little physical stimulation. Damn!"

Robin stood beside them, hands on hips. "I won that round, too. Don't I get a turn?"

Catherine slowly dismounted and Robin took her place. "I've never done it like this before." He helped her slide up his lap so he could enter her. He leaned her back so her hips stayed forward on his lap. When his hips moved in short thrusts she caught on how to move to increase the motion. Leaning back caused her chest to arch upward and he took advantage by leaning his head forward to suck on a breast and nibble on a nipple. Every time their hips slammed together she made an 'uh' sound. 'Uh...uh...uh...' soon became 'uhuhuhuhuhuh' and she climaxed with a powerful squeeze of her legs.

Eddie was on the verge himself, but suddenly remembered "Cripes! I don't have any protection!"

Catherine pulled Robin back so he slid out of her and grasped his already twitching member. She pumped her fist a few strokes and he unleashed jet after jet. There was nowhere for it to go but on Robin. The first one landed on the inside of a breast. Subsequent bursts fanned out over her breasts and abdomen.

When he was finished Catherine leaned over and sucked the last drops out of his softening member.

Robin was aghast. "What did you just do? Was it what I think it was?"

"Relax, Robin. For goodness sakes. There's nothing to it."

"What do you mean 'nothing to it'? You just...just..."

Catherine drew a finger through a glistening stream on Robin's breast and held it up to her. "Here. Come on, just touch your tongue to it. You'll see it's nothing to be afraid of."

Robin drew her head back, but Catherine continued to hold her finger in front of Robin's mouth. Gradually Robin's tongue came out and touched Catherine's wet finger.

"There. Wasn't I right? Nothing to it. It doesn't taste bad at all, does it?"

Robin screwed up her face, but agreed that it was nothing like she expected. Catherine got more on her finger so Robin could get a better taste.




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 05



Sorority Party 

(Fall, 1955)

Joel, Frank and Eddie have spent several days visiting Delta Omega Gamma sorority at Sarah Smith College. After a fire at the house the guys helped with cleanup and were rewarded. Now it's the last morning. As the three guys prepare to return to Western State, Doris has an ingenious plan for one more 'group activity'.

CHAPTER 5

Eddie and Frank awoke the next morning in the room they had secured separate from the one Joel was sharing with Sue. They encountered Joel emerging from the bathroom on the second floor of the rooming house.

"How's it going with Sue?"

Joel sighed. "It's going to be very hard to leave this place. I wish I could take her back with us. I mean, she's burned out of her room as it is and we...we have something special."

"Why Joel, I do believe you are in love! Who'd have thought?"

"It's all new to me fellas. I've never felt an attachment to a girl before."

"Screw 'em and leave 'em has always been your way!"

"Seriously. I am going to miss her like anything. Not just the sex, although that has been great, but her as a person."

"Where is she now?"

"She used the bathroom first and she's getting dressed. What's up with you guys?"

"Last night Margaret and Doris said they might stop by this morning before we got off. We thought we'd grab a quick breakfast at the diner and wait for them outside."

"Sue and I will wait with you. I'm going out the front door and she's slipping out by the outside stairs on the other side of the building. We don't want to give Mrs. Whatshername any ideas about what has been going on."

Later, as the four sat on the front steps Frank pointed down the street "Wasn't that Doris' little red MG that just went by? They said they'd stop by. I wonder where they're going in such a hurry."

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In the MG Margaret said "Wasn't that the guys out in front of the rooming house? Shit, I thought we'd get this business out of the way before they were ready for us."

"This is your baby, Maggs. I can turn this thing right around and go back."

Margaret shook her head. "It's something I've got to do or I won't be able to rest."

Doris parked near the courthouse complex where the jail was located, and the two girls went inside. At the desk Margaret asked to see Butch Ryan.

"Sorry, miss. Unless you're his lawyer, visiting hours aren't until this afternoon."

"I'm not really visiting. I won't be but five minutes."

As the exchange was going on an officer walked up. "Is there a problem?"

Margaret turned and recognized him. "Officer Compton. I remember you helped watch over us the night of the fire. I know Butch Ryan has been arrested for starting it and there is something I need to say to him. I'll be in classes this afternoon during visiting hours."

"Oh, yes. I remember you. You were in charge of the sorority, or something. I recall you and your friend here got the situation under control and kept the girls calm. It is unusual, but I can escort you back to him. I'll be there with you, so we can say it wasn't a visit, but more for identification purposes."

"Thank you. I promise I will be brief and to the point."

"I do believe you will! Follow me."

Doris waited in the lobby while Officer Compton took Margaret through a series of locked doors until they arrived in a more or less open area divided into cells.

"This is the holding area. He will be here until he sees a judge later today, then he will be moved to another floor to await trial, unless he's bailed out."

When they stepped into the holding area wolf whistles and catcalls were directed at Margaret. She ignored them and found Butch locked in a cell with two other men.

When he saw her, Butch rushed up to the front of the cell and spoke through the bars. "Margaret. I'm so sorry. I had too much to drink and that guy stole my girl. I'm sure you know I had big plans for her. I looked all over for her, even outside. Somebody told me she was with another guy and I went crazy."

"Frank didn't steal her. When I saw you with my sis...Lisa, I sent him over to get her away from you. I knew what you had in mind. I also knew that if I went over she would have left with you, just to show me how independent she is."

"Lisa is your sister?" Butch slapped his forehead. "I should have guessed. The red hair and green eyes should have been a dead giveaway."

"Let me tell you something, Butch." Margaret reached in, grabbed Butch's shirt and yanked him forward so hard his face slammed against the bars. "If I ever see you around the Delta house or see you anywhere near Lisa I will personally beat the crap out of you. You will never be able to father children. Am I understood?"

All catcalls ceased as everyone listened to Margaret's angry outburst.

Butch managed to raise his right hand and mumbled "I swear I won't go to the Smith campus again, and if I see your sister I will avoid her."

"Louder, Butch. I can't hear you."

"I swear I will never set foot on the Smith campus again, and if I see your sister I will immediately turn around and go the other way."

"Just remember that, Butch. I'll be watching for you."

Margaret gave him a shove and released him and turned to leave. Butch whined to Officer Compton "Did you see that? She assaulted me!"

The office stepped closer to the cell and confided to Butch "After what you did I think you got off pretty easy, son."

As they made their way to the exit a grinning face appeared at the door of another cell. "Hey, babe! Gimme your number! You're my kind of gal. I need someone who can stand toe to toe and scrap with me!"

"In your dreams, buster."

Laughter echoed through the holding area as Margaret and Officer Compton left. Back out in the lobby Margaret extended her hand to her escort. "I needed to say that. Thank you for all you've done, Officer Compton."

"Oh, I suspect you will never have to carry through with your threat."

"It wasn't a threat. It was a promise."

He laughed. "I believe it was. Yessir, I believe it was. Good luck with your cleanup."

As the girls turned to leave another officer passed them bringing in a disheveled drunk who had been picked up off the street. The drunk stumbled along with the officer holding him up by his arm. Bloodshot eyes widened when he noticed Doris towering over him and he wailed "Oh God. I know I had too mush to drink when I shtart sheeing women tennn feet tall! I shwear I'll never touch another drop!"

Margaret teased 'Ten-Foot Doris' as they hopped into the MG and headed back to the rooming house where they found the four others still waiting. When Doris pulled into the gravel parking lot beside the house, now empty except for Joel's car, the others came around to greet them. Margaret explained that they had just gone to see Butch. Sue said "I'll bet it wasn't a social call. I hope you kicked him in the balls."

Doris laughed. "Hoo, boy! She warned him she'd do as much. Man, I'll bet he has marks on his face from where she slammed him up against the bars! It sounds like he was scared shitless." Everyone laughed at the imagined sight of Butch's face with two vertical bruises on his face.

While the group talked an elderly woman carried a basket of laundry out into the back yard and began hanging it on clotheslines. Doris excused herself from the group and approached the woman. "Hello Mrs. Kennedy."

The woman turned and her face brightened. "Doris! What a pleasant surprise. What brings you here?"

Doris grabbed some of the wet laundry and a handful of clothespins and began to help hang it up. "You rented rooms to some friends who drove down from Western State. They're getting ready to leave and some of us have come to say goodbye."

"Oh, those nice young men. Never caused a bit of trouble. Very quiet. Of course, now that I know you sent them I'm not at all surprised...Say, how did this laundry get hung up so fast? Why Doris, you didn't have to help!"

"My pleasure Mrs. Kennedy. Oh, do you mind if we go up and help them finish packing and help bring their suitcases down? They've got a long drive ahead of them."

"Not at all! Not at all. I'm just getting ready to run some errands. I try to hit the grocery store, post office and the five and dime all on the same trip. Saves a lot of time that way. I usually get a sandwich at the lunch counter while I'm at the five and dime. It's a treat I give myself on Mondays."

"Well, you have a good day, Mrs. Kennedy. I'll make sure the used linens are tossed down the laundry chute and the rooms are left in proper order for you while you're gone."

"Why, thank you dear. I wish all the girls on campus were like you."

Back at the group Doris was quizzed. "What was that all about?"

"That, boys and girls, was me getting permission for us all to go up and, ahem, 'help you pack.' She's leaving in a few minutes and it sounds like she'll be gone for a while."

Margaret cocked her head and looked at Doris. "You never cease to amaze me. We've known each other since, what eighth grade? Yet you still spring surprises. How do you know her?"

"It's just part of the 'service' I offer my guests. I scope out the rooming houses and talk to the owners to see which ones might be open for a little, shall we say, extra activity? Under the right circumstances, of course. Like now. What do you say we go inside and see if we can stuff something into something else?"

Margaret and Sue blushed and the guys shook their heads in disbelief at her language.

From an upstairs window they watched Mrs. Kennedy back her car out of the garage and drive off. Doris waved cheerfully.

"I hate that you have to leave," Doris said as she turned to the three guys.

Eddie shook his head slowly. "I think we've done all we can do here. Remember, we had intended to leave yesterday."

Frank added "And it seems you have the situation under control. I know it's a mess right now, but you have help from the school, other sororities, the national office and off campus sources. I wouldn't be surprised if you got a Western Union notice that Grace wired money they have collected at Gamma Zeta back at Western. Richard said they told him they were going to have a fund-raiser."

Joel and Sue stood with arms around each other. "I wish I could stay longer," he said, as he bent over to kiss the top of Sue's head.

"Me, too," she replied.

Margaret said "I think we all agree that you guys have been a godsend to have here during our crisis. We can't thank you enough."

Doris laughed "although we gave thanking you a good shot last night. Hey, we have a little time now. What's the latest you can leave?"

"I think we should leave by noon. One at the latest. We have a seven hour drive so it will be dark by the time we get back."

"That doesn't us leave much time," Doris observed as she looked around the room. "Hmm. One bed barely used and one with evidence of lots of activity last night. I guess this is Joel and Sue's room."

Sue blushed. Even though everyone knew she and Joel had been together it still sounded somewhat elicit to Sue's ears. 

Doris noticed. "Aww. Look at that cute blush. Ain't love grand?"

Sue blushed even darker.

Doris said "I think these two would like to be alone for a while. Why don't the rest of us repair to the other room?"

When the four had left Joel took Sue's hands in his. "We only have time to make love once more. Let's make the most of it."

Sue nodded and began to unbutton her blouse. 

"Here, let me help you with that." Joel looked into Sue's eyes as he unbuttoned her blouse the rest of the way and slipped it off her shoulders. Still making eye contact he unfastened her skirt. He kissed her and rubbed her arms before loosening her bra and removing her panties. Only then did he step back to admire her. "I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever known." 

He swept her into his arms and kissed her, softly at first then deeper. She wrestled with his belt and pants button before she eventually managed to loosen them. Her hands worked up under his shirt and rubbed his chest. He broke the kiss and quickly tossed off his shirt and removed the rest of his clothing. She threw her arms around his neck and clung to him, pressing her body to his. He worked a hand between them and cupped a breast, and was rewarded with a sigh.

They fell onto the bed and Joel ran his hands over her entire body. "I want to remember all of you. I want to remember how you feel, how you smell, how you taste. I want it imprinted indelibly on my brain. I don't want to ever forget it. I want to dream about you."

"No one has ever said anything like that to me. I love you, Joel."

"I love you Sue. More than life itself. I never believed in 'love at first sight', but that's pretty much describes what I have with you."

They cuddled and explored, kissed and sometimes just held still in an embrace, enjoying the contact of their bodies. She held his erection in her hand and bent to kiss it. "I want to remember this. What it feels like in my hand, and what it feels like inside."

Joel reached for a condom, but found he had used his last one. "Damn. I have more in the car, but don't want to break the spell by getting dressed to go fetch it. I'll be careful."

He entered her and she squeezed her legs together momentarily to feel him inside. When he began a rhythmic thrusting she stopped him and rolled them over. "I want to be on top this time."

She leaned over to kiss him and he held her breasts in his hands. She moved her hips back and forth in an increasing tempo. Tongues entwined and he flicked fingers over her hardened nipples. He knew he needed to be in control eventually so he could pull out in time, but it was so enjoyable to know it was happening just the way she wanted it. 

When it seemed she was ready to climax he quickly reversed their positions, momentarily becoming tangled in the loose sheet. They both laughed as he tugged the sheet free and began hard thrusting. She arched her back and he felt her pelvic muscles tightening around him. She pulled his mouth to hers and wrapped her legs around him as wave after wave swept her. He felt her vagina pulse, and that brought him nearly to his own climax. When he felt himself tighten he reluctantly pulled out, placed his hardness on her abdomen while he laid on top of her and continued to thrust. In only a few strokes he felt himself emptying. He wished he was still inside, but at least he had the warmth of her body. He continued to thrust until he felt he had no more, and kissed her deeply.

He rolled off her at last and she took her fingers and played in the puddle on her belly. "Wow. That seems like a lot." She turned her head to look at him and he propped himself on an elbow and leaned over to kiss her again.

"That was wonderful, Joel. I shall always remember it." 

"Me too. I felt like it wasn't me and you it was...us. Us as a single being, part of each other."

"Amazing! That's exactly what I felt! I was lost in you, and nothing else mattered."

He closed his eyes for a moment. "You know Sue, it just dawned on me that I don't even know what you are studying in school."

"Music, with a minor in art. I was thinking as I was holding you in my hand that I'd like to sketch it. Then I'd be sure to remember it."

"Wha...?"

Sue laughed, and started to croon in his ear "Take my hand, I'm a stranger in Paradise..." She paused. "You know, I feel like I'm in Paradise when I'm with you."

"You have a beautiful singing voice. And no girl has ever said anything like that to me before."

"I mean it. Ooh, ooh, let me grab a pencil and paper from over on the dresser. Don't move."

He remained propped on an elbow and she had him bend his leg on the bed and adjusted his soft penis to a position laying on it. When she was satisfied with his pose she settled to sit on the edge of the other bed, pencil furiously working on paper, her eyes constantly going from him to the paper. After a few minutes she held up the paper for him to see. "Ta da!"

Joel actually blushed to see a very realistic rendering of himself from the hips to his knees with his penis as it lay limp on his leg. His jaw dropped open. "That's so realistic...I hope you...you aren't going to show it to anyone, are you?"

Sue laughed. "Of course not. Not even in art class. Just you and I will ever see it. I'm going to keep it under my pillow, and when I'm lonely I'll take it out and look at it to remember you and our first weekend together."

She put the pencil down and folded the paper to a size that would fit in her skirt pocket. "Now tell me about you. What are you studying?"

"Economics."

"Sounds dull. All those numbers. Yuk. I guess you can get a good job, though."

"Numbers can be interesting. It's fascinating to follow the flow of money. I actually talked to a recruiter last year who said he'd be interested in talking again next spring. It's a big company with good benefits and a nice starting salary."

"I don't know if I could ever make anything from my art or music."

"With a voice like an angel I bet you could."

After a time he said "We need to get cleaned up. This was especially messy. It's on me as well as you. Let's grab some towels and take a shower before the others hog the bathroom."

Sue grabbed two towels and they raced, naked, down the hallway to the bathroom. In the shower they kissed and washed each other. He worked fingers into her sex and she squealed, grabbing him in return. Their play continued until they wrapped themselves together. He kissed her breasts and played with her clit and she stroked him back to hardness. Using their hands they brought each other to another, less intense yet satisfying, climax. This time the semen was washed harmlessly down the drain.

They dried each other off and dashed, naked again, back towards the room, but didn't quite make it before the door to the other room opened. She squealed and he laughed as they ran naked past the open door.

Back in the room they kissed and got dressed.

Margaret and Doris surveyed the bedroom with the two twin beds. Doris stood with her hands on her hips. "Too bad these are small beds. If there was a big one we could all tumble together in a free for all. Wouldn't that be a sendoff!?"

Eddie laughed, "Yeah. Wild and crazy it certainly would be."

Doris pursed her lips. "Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we pull off the covers and top sheets and push the beds together?"

"Are you serious?"

"Why not? We've all swapped around anyway. I think we've done pretty much everything at some time or another. Come on! It'll be fun, and as you know, 'fun' is my middle name!"

Frank was dubious. "Okay, suppose we pushed the beds together. Just how would this 'free for all' work? I can't even think of what the geometry would be. But I guess Doris can figure that out."

Doris gave Frank a surreptitious poke in the ribs and leaned over to whisper out of the side of her mouth in pig Latin "Ixnay on the athmay, remember?"

"Sorry, Doris. I forgot," he whispered back.

Margaret and Eddie stood across the room studying the room layout. "Hey. What are you two cooking up over there?" Eddie asked.

Doris shot him an innocent look. "Nothing. Nothing at all. We were just discussing possibilities, weren't we, Frank?"

"Absolutely. Possibilities."

"Well, We think the beds can be moved together, but have no idea what to do next. How do you manage a 'free for all', anyway?"

Doris said cheerfully "the first step is to get naked! Come on now, it will be just like at the picnic. Nobody had any reservations then, did you? Here's an idea. Why don't we undress each other? Guys undress girls and so forth."

Eddie laughed "I've undressed girls in the bedroom before, but usually that's after a lot of touching with clothes on, first."




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 05



"Feel free to touch anywhere you want, Eddie. I don't think Margaret would mind either, would you Maggs? This isn't supposed to be serious, like on a date, but just to have some fun! I'm going to have fun taking Frank's shirt off right now!"

"Uh, Doris." Eddie said. "I think we may have a problem. We are all out of protection. I got the last one out of Joel's car last night."

"Have no fear, Doris is here! Let me take a quick peek and see what I can come up with."

Doris rummaged in her purse, threw it down on a chair and stood with hands on hips. "Well that stinks. We used most of mine, too. I only have one left. That wouldn't be fair to somebody. I intended to buy another box of Trojans this morning, but we got sidetracked going to the jail. This is going to take some reconsideration. Hmm...aha! I have it! I think we can pull off something like a 'free for all', but it will just have to be more organized. What I have in mind I think everyone has done before. Okay, proceed with the getting naked! Come here, Frank."

Doris and Frank proceeded to unbutton each other's shirts, Doris encouraging touching as they went. Frank easily got in the spirit of it and let his hands wander to Doris' breasts, first with the satiny bra on, and then bare, after he had taken it off. Doris rubbed Frank's crotch while she unfastened his pants. She pushed down his underwear just as he removed her panties, and much more touching ensued.

Eddie and Margaret quickly followed suit. Eddie took some time cradling Margaret's breasts as they were uncovered. She, in turn, grasped him and stroked him to full hardness.

Doris clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. "Here is the game plan, everyone. Just follow my lead as to how to arrange yourselves on the bed. I tend to take up the entire length of a bed, so I'll go first. Watch what I do."

Doris stretched out on the side of the bed. "Look how I am on my side, with my bottom leg bent and the knee pulled up slightly. My top leg is bent with my knee sticking up. See? What do you know? I'm wide open! Now Frank, come here. You lay across the bed in the same position I am in, except you will note that the thigh of my bent leg offers you a nice pillow. Come on, put your head on the pillow and arrange your body across the foot of the bed...yes...just like that. Comfy? Bend your leg a little more...good. Now Margaret. You put your head on Franks 'pillow' and situate your body up the other side of the bed opposite mine. See, you are facing opposite to me. Yes...like that."

Everyone laughed at the geometry of their arrangement as a square appeared to be forming. When Margaret was in place Doris patted the bed at her own head. "Now, Eddie. I guess you can see how you will fit, right? That's right, across the bed with your head on Margaret. Now I lift my head and you do the leg bend so I have a pillow. Everyone may have to scoot around a little so we fit comfortably."

When everyone was comfortable arranged in a semblance of a square Doris said. "Well look at what we have here. I have a toy in front of my face. You do too, Margaret. You guys have something I trust is interesting to look at and play with. Do you guys know what to do with it?"

Frank laughed "Oh, I think I have an idea. This is a very interesting view, one I certainly don't see every day."

"The point is, boys and girls, now we all have something to play with. Use whatever strikes your fancy - tongue, fingers, hands. Touch wherever you want, even anything you can reach on someone else if you are so inclined. Have fun! Touch. Be touched. Enjoy the sensations. Start whenever you want, however you want. As for me, I have a toy in front of me that I am anxious to play with. Oh, and whenever the inevitable happens, Margaret, just decide how you are going to handle it. I know what I intend to do."

There was giggling and continued minor shifting of positions as everyone realized what they could do in this arrangement.

Doris reached a hand up to rub Eddie's chest and used her lips to take his testicles into her mouth, one by one. The hand of the arm she was partially laying on could easily reach him and she used it to squeeze and stroke. She pulled his erection down so she could take it in her mouth. As with Frank the previous night, she alternated taking it shallow and deep, with liberal tongue play. She used her teeth to lightly graze it as she pulled it partway out. His body language was enough to tell her what he liked. Meanwhile, she felt a hand kneading a breast and tweaking a nipple. She was pleased to note that Frank remembered how to use his tongue on her. He sucked on her labia while he ran his tongue along the inner surface. He teased her clit and began to suck on it and she felt fingers inserted into her. She found that the combination of teasing Eddie and what Frank was doing to her yielded a rare sensation of heightened pleasure.

Frank gasped when Margaret took him in her mouth. Her touch was very different from Doris'. She used both hands to fondle him when she took her mouth away for a few moments. Her fingers were skilled and his excitement rapidly amped up.

Eddie studied the red patch in front of him, already glistening. He casually ran his finger along the protruding labia while he blew puffs of breath against it. With his fingers he spread her wide and ran the flat of his tongue from her vagina to her clit and back again. One hand reached up to toy with her large nipples, causing them to elongate and harden.

Occasional one of them would blurt something out. "Damn, Frank. Keep that up!" "Ooh, Doris. I'm gonna finish fast if you do that much longer!" "Eddie, prepare to get your tongue wet!" "Oh, Margaret, oh, oh, oh!"

The newness of the situation caused all of them to climax almost simultaneously. Doris arched her back and Frank felt his fingers almost sucked deeper into her as her vaginal muscles squeezed, and he got a mouthful of fluid.

Doris took Eddie all the way in and swallowed everything he had.

Frank felt his mouth virtually flood as Margaret climaxed, and he watched with interest as her vagina pulsed.

Margaret momentarily took Eddie deep, but pulled back as he gushed. It was too much for her and she had to pull him out and finish him with her hand. One jet hit her in the face and the rest sprayed on her chest and his leg.

Eventually they all lay in a heap, exhausted and covered with sweat and other bodily fluids, breathing heavily.

Margaret finally sat up. "Damn. Now I need a shower. I'm all sticky. Sorry, Eddie, but there was too much too fast for me to handle as I intended. I hope it was okay for you."

Eddie sat up and caressed Margaret's face. "I never felt anything quite like that before. I'm not even going to ask where you learn such things."

"Why, from Doris, of course!" Margaret laughed. 

Frank and Doris sat up and rested back-to-back leaning against each other. "So, did I do okay, Doris?"

"First rate! You can eat me any time!"

That remark brought gasps from the other three.

"Oh, come on, Maggs. Let's call it like it is. Frank ate me out with the best of them, and used his fingers expertly, too. You are welcome to come back here to visit any time, Frank. I will make room in my schedule for you!"

Margaret stood up. "Seriously. I do need a shower."

Doris brightened. "If we all take showers we could be here until Mrs. K. gets back. Let's all go together! How about it, boys, is there room in there for all of us?"

Eddie noted "Well, there is a shower and a bathtub with a shower. All of us can't fit in either of them, but two could probably fit in each. What did you have in mind, Doris?"

"You know what I have in mind. Let's grab some towels and check out the facilities."

As Doris opened the door there was a squeal in the hallway as Sue and Joel ran past, completely naked, heading for the other room.

Doris led the others out of the room and toward the bathroom as she said in a voice loud enough for Sue and Joel to hear 'I HOPE THEY LEFT US SOME HOT WATER!" and hysterical laughter emanated from Joel's room.

Once in the bathroom Doris checked the shower and tub. "Okay, Eddie was right. I think I'll just take Frank with me. Which shower do you guys want?"

Margaret said "You take the shower. I'm afraid if you try to stand up in the tub you'll hit your head on the ceiling. Eddie and I are shorter and can make do, can't we?" Eddie nodded and they pulled back the shower curtain and stepped into the tub. When the shower curtain was closed Eddie turned on the water "I don't have a wash cloth for us, Margaret."

"Tell you what. You just soap up your hands and wash me off. Wash me real good, but try not to get my hair too wet. I didn't bring anything to fix it with later. I'll show you something that Betty did with Richard at the beach. I think you'll find it interesting. I'll wash you, also. It's a good thing there is a bath mat here so we don't slip."

Eddie soaped up his hands and Margaret directed him to wash off her back and reach around to wash her breasts. She directed him to kneel in front of her. "I need some extra washing there, Eddie. Wash me good. I'll let you know what needs special attention."

Eddie washed the hair of her sex and 'cleaned' between her labia, with special attention to her clit. When she couldn't stand it anymore she grabbed his face and pulled him up to kiss her. She took soapy hands and 'washed' him off until he was hard again. She guided him in and whispered in his ear "Oh, I like how that feels. Scrub me inside, Eddie!"

Eddie laughed at the thought of his penis 'scrubbing her' inside, but it felt good to him, all the same. They thrust against each other until Margaret grabbed his hips and pulled him tight against her and ground against him. With a whimper she climaxed again, squeezing him as he kneaded a breast and kissed her hard. When she was finished she continued to grind against him until she felt him tightening. She pulled back and grasped him as he popped out. "Ooh, let me wash you good." With soapy hands she worked on him until he shot hot jets onto her sex and legs. She looked down and laughed "Now you have to wash me again, you naughty boy!"

In the shower a similar scene took place, with Doris directing Frank on proper technique for washing a girl, showing him how to use both hands to advantage to work on breasts and clit at the same time. She kept him at it until she threw her head back and moaned loudly, pulling him into a tight embrace. When she was finished she smiled down at him. "Ready for some more?"

"I don't know. But I'm ready to find out."

"Just what I like to hear. Com'ere, Frank. I've got more in store for you." She knelt in front of him and began by taking him deep in her mouth while she fondled his testicles. She pulled back and licked him from base to tip. When he was good and hard she pulled him up to stand in front of her. "Play with my tits, Frank. Suck them." As he did what she asked she reached down to stroke him. She leaned to whisper in his ear "come inside to play for a while." She leaned back against the shower wall and bent her legs so he could enter her. She used her pelvic muscles to squeeze and massage him while she rubbed her chest against his face and he nibbled on tantalizing nipples. When he was ready to ejaculate she pulled him out and expertly brought him to a climax that shot across the shower.

She enfolded him in an embrace and whispered once again "Remember, don't mention anything about what I told you the other day."

"Sorry I almost forgot back in the room. Your secret is safe with me, Doris."

The four exited the showers at about the same time, and each pair dried each other off before they headed back to the bedroom to dress.

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In Joel's room he stood awkwardly in front of Sue. "I don't really have any experience at this, but will you go steady with me, Sue?"

She threw her arms around his neck. "Of course I will!"

"Well...um...I think I want to give you something." He took the fraternity pin off of his jacket and awkwardly pinned it on her. "I think that's the way it's done. I hope I did it right."

"I've been pinned! Oh, I can't wait to show everyone!" She paused to look into his eyes. "I can't wait until I see you again."

"Time will drag for me, too. I think I can get back for another weekend in about three weeks. We also have a big homecoming football game and dance in early November..."

"I'll be there! No matter what, if I have to take the bus or hitchhike, whatever, I want to be there. Maybe I can talk Barbara into going up then to visit her sister."

"Hey! Maybe when you come up for homecoming you can sing with the band at the party!"

Sue laughed. "I don't know if I'm that good."

"Yes you are!"

They embraced and kissed, a lingering kiss. She murmured against his chest "I now know what Shakespeare meant by the line 'parting is such sweet sorrow.' I am sad that you have to leave, yet I hold your memory with me and look forward to seeing you again."

There was a knock at the door. Joel opened it to find Doris standing there. "Time to wrap this up. I told Mrs. Kennedy I'd help her out, so I'm here to strip the beds and gather up the towels. We'll dump them down the laundry chute so they'll be right by the washing machine."

Doris gathered up all the dirty linens and carried them down the hall, meeting Eddie and Margaret on a similar mission. Doris found the linen closet unlocked and got out clean sheets and towels to leave in the rooms so Mrs. Kennedy's would have an easier job of making up the beds later. Frank and Margaret pushed the beds back into place in the room the four had just used.

The girls helped carry luggage down to the car and stowed it in the trunk. Since Doris' MG was a two-seater, the boys offered Sue a ride back to the house. 

Doris and Margaret met the three guys again outside the front door of the fire-damaged sorority house.

Margaret thanked them again and gave each a hug before heading inside. Doris kissed and hugged each of them. "Damn, boys! This has been one wild weekend. Even by my standards. You can come back and visit any time!"

Eddie laughed "I don't know how much more excitement we could stand. I'm exhausted."

Doris laughed, and with a final wave bounded up the steps and inside.

Sue and Joel lingered together in a final embrace, with her head resting on his chest. She suddenly raised her head and held up a hand. "Wait! I need to get something before you leave. It will only take a minute," she said as she turned to dash into the house.

Lisa was coming down the stairs as her sister passed her on her way up to her room. Margaret paused to put her hand on Lisa's shoulder as she walked past. "Thanks, sis. You've been a big help."

Lisa, although pleased her sister had said something nice to her, sat down on a step near the bottom of the stairs and glumly rested her chin in her hands with her elbows on her knees. Doris stopped and sat beside her.

"What's up Lisa?"

"It's just all so sad. I was helping Rose salvage things in the room she shares with Sue. She was crying. Clothes are ruined, books are ruined. Sue had a record collection and the heat warped or broke all her records. The water ruined her record player. Rose's clothes are all sooty and wet with dirty water. She had bought her father a birthday present to give him next weekend, and it is ruined. I don't know if Sue can salvage anything from her closet, it's so badly damaged. I don't know how Margaret is going to manage the whole mess. It's just depressing."

Sue burst through the front door and rushed past them, sprinting up the stairs.

Doris put her arm around the younger girl's shoulders. "Margaret will be fine. I'm the chapter vice-president so I can help her. I know you two haven't always gotten along but know that you do care about her, and I know she cares about you. You are welcome to come over and help out whenever you want." Doris grinned wryly "Maybe it will change your mind about joining a sorority. This is what it's about. Being friends and helping each other, like a big family."

Sue raced back down the stairs past them, rubbing something against her shirt.

"I wonder what that is all about" Lisa asked.

Doris shook her head. "I don't know, but I'll lay money that it has something to do with Joel."

"The pest? He acted at the party just like he did at the beach last spring."

"Joel and Sue seem to have found each other. I think we'll be seeing more of him this year."

"She's lucky to have found somebody, even if it is just Joel."

"You never know what will happen, Lisa. Look, in the meantime, any time you want to talk or...whatever, you can come to me. I can help you through it."

"Like you did a couple of weeks ago? I don't know if I could do...that...again. I don't think girls should do things like that a lot, unless they're, you know, queer or something."

"You don't have to be queer to be comforted by a friend. You don't think I'm a lesbian, do you? Nothing makes me happier than a good roll in the hay with a guy, especially one who knows what he's doing. Trouble is, a lot of them don't know what they're doing. And, at a girl's school we don't have a wealth of opportunities for male companionship. So what are the alternatives to get satisfaction? You either do it yourself or with a friend, even if it is a girl. Girls do tend to know what girls like, after all. I'm serious. Come by if you feel the need for comforting, whatever kind you need."

Lisa turned momentarily toward Doris. "Well, I don't know." 

There was a long pause before she spoke again. "The other night Frank made me feel like I was with Richard."

"Oh ho! We do have something to talk about!"

Lisa sighed. "I'm starting to understand what you mean about guys. I know Butch wanted to have sex, but I didn't like the way he acted."

"I can tell you from experience, Butch can be rough. Not abusive, but rough in a cave man kind of way. He believes in doing it his way and that the girl should be thankful. It wasn't very satisfying for me."

Lisa took a moment to ponder how fortunate it was that Frank had come along when he did. It suddenly dawned on her that fortune may have had nothing to do with it. "Margaret sent Frank over, didn't she?"

Doris nodded.

"I should thank her. If she had come over herself I would have left with Butch - just because. That wouldn't have been very mature on my part, and I could have been hurt. As it was, Frank was so kind. I was ready to give myself to him, but he wouldn't do it. Yet he made me feel..." Her voice trailed off into a sigh.

Doris completed the thought "...like Richard did. I believe it. Frank is a super guy. So is Eddie."

The two girls were silent for a long moment before Lisa spoke again.

"I did really like it, though, when we...you know."

"I did too." Doris turned to look Lisa in the eyes. "Lisa, I sense this fire thing has you really feeling down. You could come by tomorrow after lunch if you don't have a class. We could talk some more. I could use someone to talk to, too."

Lisa wasn't used to having a serious discussion with Doris, yet sensed Doris was sincere.

"Maybe I will. We could...talk."

Doris give Lisa a little hug and continued up the stairs to her room, and Lisa headed back to her dorm, lost in thought. 

Outside Sue rushed up to where Joel waited in his car, clutching something in her hand, rubbing it with her thumb. "Here, Joel. I want you to have this. I tried to clean it up from the soot, but it may still have a slight fire smell and it's still black between the letters. I didn't have time to clean it." She leaned into the car and pinned her Delta Omega Gamma pin on Joel's jacket lapel and kissed him again. He touched the pin and said "It will always remind me of you. Now I have something to look at, too."




Sorority Party 1955 Ch. 05



As they pulled away Joel watched in his rearview mirror as Sue tearfully waved.

When they were off campus Eddie teased "Well, that was sickening. I can't believe our Joel is all moon-eyed over a girl."

Joel started to protest, but his attention was diverted by flashing lights in his mirror.

He pulled over to the side of the street, stopped and momentarily rested his head on the steering wheel. "Damn! Now what?"

As the police officer approached the car Joel took out his license, reached into the glove compartment to retrieve the car registration and rolled down the window, dismayed to see that the ticket book was already open.

The officer examined the license and registration and commented "You were going a little fast, son. Speed limit is only twenty-five here. Doesn't go up until you leave town."

"Sorry, officer. I know it's no excuse, but we were just visiting this weekend and I didn't see the posted signs."

The officer peered into the car to observe the other occupants. "Say, aren't you boys the ones who were at the fire the other night?"

"Yes, sir."

Recognizing Frank he said "you the one who worked all night helping the girls and brought me coffee the next morning. I appreciated that."

He turned his attention back to Joel and said "Do you think you can hold it down until you leave town?"

"Yes, sir. Definitely."

"Well, see that you do. Have a safe trip home." With that he handed Joel back his license and registration, flipped his ticket book closed, tipped the brim of his hat and went back to the patrol car.

Joel exhaled heavily. "That was close. I had visions of a hefty fine."

"We'll help you watch for signs along the way. We probably should all take turns driving, too. I know we are all exhausted. We could alternate napping and driving," Eddie said.

"Sounds good to me." 

Joel put his license back in his wallet and reached to replace the registration card in the glove compartment. He rummaged around for something and frowned. "Hey! Where are all my rubbers!? I had half a box in there! I didn't use that many of them. What did you guys do with them, eat them? I needed one this morning, but didn't want to make a dash to the car. Good thing I didn't."

Frank laughed. "Oh, I think you know what we did with them. I think we used up nearly all of Doris' supply, too. She didn't have enough left for this morning."

Eddie confessed "I think I took the last one at the park last night, Joel. Sorry. I should have told you."

"Huh! Some friends you are."

"Next time we'll know to bring some more ourselves. We never anticipated needing very many. You, on the other hand were ready to fuck your way through the Delta house, weren't you?"

Joel grinned. "That was my intention. I guess things turned out differently than any of us expected."

Joel put the car in first gear and slowly pulled away from the curb. "Hey guys? On the way home could you give me some pointers about girlfriends?"



Sorority Party



My best friend Dee belongs to a sorority. They were having a party tonight and she invited my new boyfriend Brian and I. Not that anybody really needed invitations to a sorority beer bash.

Brian picked me up dressed in jeans and a green shirt, looking almost exactly like he did when I first bumped into him. I would have to do something about his wardrobe. I had dressed to kill. My red mid-length skirt was slit to my waist. My black silk blouse was backless and cut to my navel in front. My braless tits bounced seductively as I moved.

Brian was speechless when he saw me. I planned on surprising him later when I revealed that I wasn't wearing any panties. I was having way too much fun being the aggressor in our budding relationship.

I spotted Dee as soon as we got there. Dee is shorter than I am, but much more voluptuous. Although she has perfectly huge tits, her waist is relatively narrow. Her hips and ass are five pounds away from being too big. Her dark brown hair and wide, innocent brown eyes have been the undoing of many frat boys.

"Amanda!" she squealed.

We hugged, having to shout to be heard over the music. I introduced her to Brian, whom she also hugged. He seemed a bit uncomfortable, and I assumed he wasn't used to strange women giving him hugs, let alone one this pretty. I elbowed him good naturedly to remind him that I was his date for the evening, and that I wasn't exactly chopped liver. My cornsilk blonde hair is long and straight, which accentuates my pale blue eyes. I'm taller than Dee, standing 5' 8". My curves are more proportionate than hers. I have a perky C cup with a nice, round ass. 

I went to get beers for Brian and I. The woman pouring drinks looked me up and down. Dee had warned me that there were a few lesbians in the sorority. She was very attractive, although a bit masculine. She was slightly taller than Brian, with dark brown hair and an angelic face. Her trim, athletic figure was clothed in jeans and a deep red shirt. 

"Well, don't you look fine tonight, honey," She said.

"Thanks," I replied uncomfortably. I could feel her gaze on my back as I made my way to the dance floor.

I was right about Brian's lack of dancing skills. A number of guys tried to cut in as we danced. A couple of them were pretty hunky, and all of them had big egos. I got a kick out of turning them all down.

Hours later, and more than a few beers, I was in the mood for some dirty dancing.

"Can I use your room?" I asked after I cornered Dee. She lived in one of the house's rooms on the second floor. 

"What for...oh!" She said, blushing. "You mean right now? With Brian? While the party is going?"

"I haven't been laid in almost a month," I pouted. "I'm horny and I'm afraid we'll both be too drunk to do it if I wait."

"Okay," she said reluctantly. "But only if you do my laundry tomorrow. I'm not going to sleep those sheets."

"You're the best!" I gushed, giving her a big hug. I pushed my way through the crowd and found Brian.

"Let's go upstairs," I shouted in his ear. "I have a surprise for you." He looked confused, so I pressed myself up against him, grinding my hips into his and tickling his ear with my tongue. When I pulled away, I could see the fire in his eyes and knew that he had caught my meaning.

"I've gotta pee first," he shouted back into my ear.

"Okay. Meet me upstairs then. It's the second door on the right" 

The noise was much more tolerable in Dee's room. I kept the lights out and lay down on the bed. My head was spinning from the alcohol. It wasn't long before the door opened. I saw Brian's dark silhouette outlined by the hall light.

The bed was oriented so that my feet were facing the door. I slowly spread my legs and raised my knees. I knew Brian was getting an eyeful. The hallway light had to be shining right up my dress and on my exposed pussy. So little hair grows on my pussy that I just shave it all off, leaving nothing to the imagination. I was already wet.

"Surprise! Like what you see?" I asked seductively.

Without answering, Brian stepped into the room and closed the door. Our eyes would need a few minutes to adjust to the darkness, and I felt him fumbling at the foot of the bed.

His hands found my foot and slid up to my thigh. I felt the bed shift as he climbed on. His hands easily slid my skirt up to my waist. My hips were undulating on the blanket, begging him to touch my pussy. His touch was strong and confident without being aggressive and demanding.

Brian's hands slid down to my inner thighs and gently pushed my legs wide and my knees high. I was fully exposed, my wet pussy wide open and waiting. His hands stroked the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, gliding from my knees down to my ass cheeks.

I was breathing raggedly, desperately wanting him to touch my slick, lower lips. Somehow Brian had taken control. I was delirious with desire.

The electric touch of his tongue on my pussy lips made me inhale sharply. A low, guttural moan escaped from my lips. His tongue licked the outside of my pussy, avoiding the sweet, tender inner flesh. His hands slid under my hips to cup my ass cheeks.

I was wriggling and moaning uncontrollably on the bed. His tongue was driving me wild. My hands were clawing at his short hair, trying to force his face deep inside my aching pussy. He licked at the hollows between the tops of my thighs and my throbbing labia.

Finally his tongue split my pussy lips. It softly explored the sensitive inner flesh, still avoiding my throbbing clit. His lips gently nibbled on my labia, the tip of his tongue rimmed my hole. God, if I had know he was this good I would have jumped his bones on our first date!

Brian's hands slid out from under my ass and up over my flat belly. Easily pushing aside the flimsy top, they captured my tits. While his mouth was taunting my pussy, his fingers danced across the smooth skin of my tits. His fingers brushed against the nipples, but flitted away to stroke the soft undersides.

"Oh god," I moaned. "Please do it already! I can't take any more."

Without a word, his hands cupped my large tits, his fingers trapping both my nipples. As he gently pulled and tweaked them, his tongue raked my clit. With each flick of his tongue I felt my passion rising. My swollen nipples were sending currents of pleasure to my brain.

Suddenly the door opened. The noise of the party downstairs and the light from the hall spilled into the room. The room light flicked on. I heard a gasp and looked up to see Brian standing in the doorway.

My head was already spinning from the beer and sex. Confused, I looked down at my own body. The beer girl had her head buried between my legs. My blouse was pulled out and my skirt bunched obscenely around my waist. Her hands were snaked under my hips and widespread legs, and cupping my tits.

Shocked and confused, I heard the door slam shut, but didn't actually see Brian leave. The girl never slowed her oral assault. I weakly tried to push her away. With the lights on, I could see her wide open mouth covering my pulsating pussy.

She rolled my clit between her lips and I exploded. My body shook and trembled as a powerful orgasm rocked it. Her fingers pulled and pinched my nipples as I writhed in ecstasy. Her tongue flicked the exposed tip of my clit as she held it between her lips. My hips snapped up off the bed and rockets of pleasure shot through my brain.

I had never experienced sex that was even half as intense before. My body began to drift back down to earth when she began humming directly onto my clit. Another gut wrenching orgasm ripped through me. I could hear myself distantly crying out in pleasure and moaning in delight.

Finally showing me mercy, she lifted her face from my pussy and released my aching tits. I lay there, wantonly naked and splayed open. I was dazed and weak as a kitten.

After a couple of tries, I was finally able to focus my eyes. She had shed her clothes. Her slim body was athletic yet feminine with well defined muscles. Her small tits were firm and high, with stiff, erect nipples. Any woman would have been jealous and any man would have been aroused.

All of that fled from my mind as I watched her finish strapping on a huge, rubber dildo. My eyes grew wide with surprise. The rubber cock must have been nine inches long, and molded to look like the real thing.

"No..." I gasped. "Please..."

"Oh yes," she whispered, her face glowing with lust.

I tried to scoot away, toward the head of the bed. I closed my shaking legs. The girl easily forced my weak knees apart. Gripping my hips, she pulled me toward her. I had no strength to resist.

I felt the tip of the rubber monster touch my puffy, wet pussy lips. Slowly, inch-by-inch she pulled me onto it. My pussy was so wet and open there was no resistance. My hands weakly pushed at her, but I couldn't even summon the strength to sit up. 

I was pulled up onto her lap, fully impaled, my hips snug against hers. This was far bigger than any real cock I ever had in my pussy. I whimpered as my hips undulated uncontrollably on the giant dildo.

She took her thumb and began to gently stroke my overly sensitive clit while slowly rocking her hips. The huge dildo was moving in and out of my pussy, but only a half an inch either way. Her knowing thumb on my clit was heating me up again. With a moan I surrendered to her, throwing my head back on Dee's pillow.

She leaned forward, shifting her weight so that she hung over me in the classic missionary position, the dildo still buried deep in my pussy. She began moving it in and out. Each stroke was faster and deeper.

It felt like the dildo was reaching up into my throat. My pussy was taut around the massive girth of it. She was slamming into me now, fucking me as hard and fast as any man ever had. I came, wailing and moaning as the rubber cock filled my pussy over and over.

As my orgasm subsided, the girl's pace did not. My pussy was coated in so much juice that it didn't matter. She reached down between us and flicked a hidden switch. The dildo began to vibrate.

The girl's eyes rolled back in her head. A low moan escaped from her lips. I could see her passion rising in her reddening face. Against my will, the now vibrating dildo was driving me to yet another orgasm. She plunged it relentlessly into my wide open pussy. I could feel it vibrating against my G-spot.

We came at the same time. She groaned, her body shaking and writhing between my legs. I cried out as tremors of pleasure rocked me from head to toe. The vibrating beast kept drawing my orgasm out, far longer than any I had had before.

The girl collapsed on top of me, her tits and stiff nipples poking into my larger, soft tits. The buzzing dildo still had me writhing underneath her as she reached down and turned it off.

I could scarcely breath as she rolled off of me, pulling the now silent rubber cock from my pussy with a wet sucking sound. I lay there, not able to even close me legs, let alone cover my naked body. I sobbed with relief, pleasure and shame intertwined to create a strange new emotion.

I heard her leave, and just lay there trying to regain my strength. My mind was in shock. After fifteen minutes or so, I finally found the strength to sit up. My clothes were ruined. Numbly I stole a pair of pants from Dee's closet and a big baggy sweatshirt. The pants were too short and loose in the waist. I didn't care. I left the sorority house without running into anyone I knew.

* * *

I heard the knock at my door. For the last two days I hadn't left my room. In fact I was sitting here still, dressed only in my bathrobe. After the third knock I finally decided that whoever it was wasn't going to go away.

Dee stepped inside as soon as I opened the door. Her chestnut brown hair done up in a practical ponytail. She looked worriedly at me.

"Are you alright?" she asked. "You missed all your classes yesterday and you haven't been answering your phone."

"Sorry," I mumbled. I slumped back on the couch and Dee sat next to me.

"So what's the matter?" she asked.

"I think I might be a lesbian," I said. That was the first time I had let myself contemplate that word in the last two days.

Dee looked shocked. "What makes you say that? You've slept with twice as many guys as I have. There's no way you're gay."

I began to tell her what had happened that night. My voice seemed to come from somewhere else, spilling details without my asking it to. At some point I began to cry and Dee hugged my tightly as I finished.

"Martina," Dee said, an edge of anger in her voice.

"Who?" I asked.

"Martina. That's the girl you...met."

"Oh."

"She's made a habit of seducing co-eds and other sorority sisters. I just never thought she'd stoop to rape."

"How can it be rape if I liked it so much?" I sobbed. My tears were flowing uncontrollably. The pent up emotions of the last two days were all coming out. My doubts and fears, and the dark secret that I had really enjoyed having sex with another woman overwhelmed me.

"I suppose you're right. Did you ever tell her no?"

"Uh...I don't think so. By the time I knew it wasn't Brian, I was so far gone I wanted her to finish."

A deep numbness set in. I just sat on the couch and cried. Dee would talk and ask me questions, but it seemed like she was so far away I didn't need to answer. After a while she gave up and switched tactics.

"Let's get you into a shower," Dee said. "Maybe the warm water will settle you down."

In the bathroom she started the water and took off my robe. I just stood there, tears streaming down my face. With a worried look, Dee stripped off her clothes and pulled me into the shower with her. I stood motionless under the hot water as my best friend washed my hair. I didn't react as she washed my body.

As some point during the shower my tears had stopped. Dee pulled me out of the shower and dried us both off. She kept up a steady patter of conversation, but I wasn't listening. She put on a robe, but left me naked as she walked us back into the bedroom.

Even though I was dry now, my body was shivering. Dee pushed me onto the bed and under the covers. I was still shaking under the cool sheets. I felt Dee climb in with me. She snuggled up behind me and held me in her arms.

"It's not so bad," she said. "I don't think you're a lesbian anyway. I think you might be bisexual. Being seduced by a woman once doesn't undo all the great sex you've had with guys."

Her hands were rubbing my arms and brushing the hair out of my eyes. It felt very much like something my mother might do. I rolled over and hugged her tightly. My naked flesh pressed against the soft terrycloth of her robe. She kissed me lightly on the forehead and stroked my hair.

"You know, nobody got hurt," Dee whispered in my ear. "You had sex with a woman and you liked it. That might be a bit scary at first, but there's nothing really wrong with it."

The warmth of her embrace and the blankets was finally relaxing me. I had stopped shivering. My mind drifted off into that twilight land of half-asleep and half-awake.

Dee gently kissed my forehead. She kissed my closed eyes and my cheeks. Her hands gently stroked my naked back, tracing lazy circle from my neck all the way down to my hips. Her lips wandered down my jawline and planted soft kisses on my earlobe.

Dreamily I rolled my head back. Dee's lips danced down my neck, sending small, pleasant shivers through me. Her hands moved lower, brushing across my ass cheeks.

More asleep than awake, I rolled onto my back and she rolled with me. Lying against my side, Dee's right leg was draped over mine. Her hand was momentarily trapped under my ass.

She slid her hand out from underneath me and proceeded to kiss the hollow where my neck meets my chest. One hand was stroking my forehead, the other was stroking the side of my hip.

I rolled my head back and curled my right arm around her, pulling her close. My nipples were hardening and I could feel a familiar moisture building in my pussy. It all felt very right and natural to my foggy consciousness. It was not Dee doing these delicious things to me but some formless dream lover.

Dee's hand move across my firm stomach, still tracing lazy circles. Her lips continued their feathery wandering down my chest. Her hand came to rest on my ribs, the edge of her fingers brushing the underside of my left tit. Her lips were kissing the deep cleft between my tits, her soft cheeks caressing the smooth flesh of my cleavage.

Her hand and mouth moved simultaneously. The hand cupping one large tit and her mouth capturing the stiff nipple of the other. I arched my back in pleasure, a low purr of contentment rumbling in my throat.

Dee's hand and mouth gently and softly played with my tits. My hands were stroking her hair and shoulders as I slowly undulated beneath her. I was drifting back from dreamland to reality. The burning desire in my groin was dispelling my drowsiness. Dee rolled the rest of the way on top of me, straddling my hips while her mouth and hands played with my tits. 

"Dee..." I murmured. "I...I'm not sure about this."

She sat up, still straddling my hips. I suddenly felt naked under her wanton gaze. She stripped her open terrycloth robe off and tossed to the floor. Although I had seen her naked before, in fact I had just taken a shower with her, I had never really looked at her.

Dee's tits were magnificent. They were far larger than mine, but still round and firm. Her nipples were equally large, with wide areolas. Her narrow waist was soft and feminine, not as muscular as mine. The skin of her thighs and ass were soft and warm on my hips. I could feel the wet heat of her pussy pressing into my stomach.

"Just let it happen," Dee whispered. "I doesn't have to be like before. It can be so much better."

She bent over and ever so gently placed her lips on mine. Her stiff nipples brushed against the sensitive flesh of my tits. She carefully licked my closed lips and rained soft kisses on them. 

A fragile barrier inside my mind shattered. I opened my mouth to accept her darting tongue. My arms curled around her naked back and I pressed her body full against mine.

We kissed for many minutes. My hands wandering across her naked back and explored the smooth expanse of her ass. Her hands caressed my face and hair.

Ever so gently, Dee broke our kiss. She slid down my body, her lips and tongue licking and kissing their way down to my chest. Her hands stroked the sensitive undersides of my tits while her lips and tongue licked and sucked on my nipples.

My body writhed underneath hers and a soft whimper escaped from my mouth. I wanted to spread my legs and wrap them around her, but Dee had them trapped between her own legs.

Dee's mouth on my nipples was driving me wild. She teased the swollen nubs with her lips, swirling her tongue all around them. She gently pulled on them between her teeth until the distended flesh popped free.

I was delirious with need when she finally began to lick her way down my stomach. With her chin rest just above my hairless pussy lips, Dee finally released my legs. They flew wide open, seemingly with a mind of their own. My pussy wasn't just damp, it was dripping.

Dee began to kiss and stroke my inner thighs. Her soft cheek would brush against my aching pussy, but she passed it by to kiss and stroke the other thigh. I was frantically wriggling and humping my hips trying to get her mouth where I wanted it most.

Then Dee's face pulled away. Her hands gently held my thighs wide open. I could feel her warm breath on my pleading pussy lips. I whimpered wordlessly, trying to hunch my pussy closer to her mouth.

"You have a beautiful pussy," Dee whispered throatily. "I want to lick you all over until you scream."

"Oh, yes," I moaned. "Do it. Please lick me now. I need to feel your mouth on me."




Sorority Party



I felt the tip of her tongue touch the very bottom of my pussy where it meets my ass. I shuddered. The wide flat of her tongue slid up through the folds of my wet pussy. It slithered over my red-hot clit, sending currents of pleasure coursing through my body.

Over and over she swiped her tongue across my pussy in long, slow licks. I came hard, clutching at the sheets and bucking my pussy against her tongue. Each stroke caused a fresh spasm.

When my orgasm eased up, Dee switched to kissing and licking the outer lips of my pussy. When I regained my breath however, she renewed her oral assault. Her lips closed over my clit and she rolled it between them. My body began to quiver as a fresh orgasm built up from deep inside me.

Her hands gently pushed my thighs higher until they were almost on my chest. This seemed to extend my clit, allowing her to capture even more of it between her lips. Her right hand dipped down to my now exposed anus and began stroking the surface of the puckered hole.

I had never had anyone do that to me before. The sensation was indescribable. She wasn't penetrating me, just stroking the outside. The surface was wet and slippery from a mixture of pussy juices and saliva.

Dee's tongue began to flick across the tip of my clit while her lips continued their rolling caresses. I exploded, crying out and wrapping my hands in her hair. She slipped her well lubricated finger into my ass, sliding it in and out rhythmically like a small cock fucking me.

One orgasm after another rocked my body. I was shrieking and writhing on the bed as Dee's relentless mouth and insistent finger kept me at the peak of passion.

When my trembling thighs collapsed on the bed she finally relented, pulling her face from my pussy. However, she kept her finger in my ass, sliding it slowly and gently in and out.

"I think I could eat your pussy all day," Dee murmured.

"I don't think I could take it," I gasped. Her finger felt so good that my hips were undulating around it, working to slide it in deeper on each stroke.

"You like my finger in your ass?" Dee asked with a smile.

"Oh yes! I've never had that done to me before, but it feels so sexy."

"We'll have to do it again, next time."

"Definitely!"

Dee pulled her finger from my ass and crawled up my body to give me a long passionate kiss. I returned it with the same ardor. Her face was wet and sticky with my juices. I could taste my own pussy on her darting tongue, and smell it on her face. 

"I was so scared," Dee said. "I wasn't sure you would want a next time."

"You mean because of how I reacted to what Martina did?"

"Yes. I've always wanted to make love to you, and I needed to show you that it doesn't have to be like it was with her."

"I guess I'm Bi, and I'm okay with that now. And I'm definitely okay with what you do to me.

After some more small talk, Dee and I drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

* * *

When I woke up, Dee was gone. She left a sweet little note telling me she had to get to class and chose to let me sleep. It also said she would see me tomorrow night. I showered, dressed and went to class myself for the first time in three days.

As I walked the campus, I had a fresh appreciation for the people around me. I found myself giving both men and women the once over. I was used to guys staring hungrily at me, but it was a bit surprising to see the occasional girl look at me that way. I had never noticed them before, unless they were blatant about it the way Martina had been.

I had a lot of class work to catch up on, having skipped classes. Although I wanted to see Dee tonight it was a good thing she wouldn't be there, because I needed the time to work.

I was surprised to see her in the study lounge in the student hall. A warm happiness filled my heart.

"I didn't expect to see you here," I said with a smile.

"I'm just finishing up the prep for my afternoon lab."

"I need to get my mail," I said. The mailroom was in the bottom floor of the same building.

"I'll go with you. I have a few minutes before lab class begins."

The mailroom was built as a series of alcoves with a central hallway. The one my mailbox was in had a burnt out overhead light. I dialed the combination and opened the box. The only mail I had was a couple of junk mail leaflets advertising student activities. Without warning, Dee pressed herself up against my back.

"Mmm. I like that," I said. "But don't you think this is a bit risky?"

She didn't answer. One hand snaked under my shirt and took possession of my right tit. The other fumbled with the snap on the front of my pants. Dee's hot mouth began kissing the back of my neck, producing absolutely wonderful sensations. There was nobody else in the mailroom, but that could change at any moment.

I put my hands on the wall of mailboxes to steady myself. Dee's hungry hands were working their magic. She squeezed and tugged on my now erect nipple through the thin material of my bra. With my pants unsnapped and half unzipped, she zeroed in on my pussy.

Dee's mouth licked and kissed all over the back of my neck and briefly roamed to my earlobes, sending shivers down my spine. Her hips were grinding into my ass and I was grinding right back.

Her fingers went right to my clit. There was no foreplay here, just raw sex and passion. My pussy juice began to flow, coating Dee's insistent fingers. A door opened in the distance and footsteps sounded on the tile floor.

"Someone's coming!" I hissed.

"So what," Dee whispered in my ear.

I abandoned myself to her desire, praying that whoever it was didn't see us. Dee's finger was rubbing my clit and driving me to distraction. Her other hand left my tit and eased down the back of my pants. Her foot pushed on the inside of mine, spreading my legs apart.

Dee's hand glided over my ass, her middle finger forcing apart the quivering cheeks. She rested the tip on my puckered anus, rubbing it in a slow, gentle circular motion.

I pushed my ass back against her and her finger slid deep into my anus. I moaned appreciatively as she played with me from the front and the back at the same time.

I came hard, shaking and groaning as Dee pumped her finger vigorously in and out of my ass while rapidly stroking my clit. I didn't know if the other person could hear me or was even still in the mailroom. I didn't care.

Dee changed the pace, her fingers lazily stroking my now soaked pussy lips, avoiding my throbbing clit. Her other finger slowly slid in and out of my ass. God, it felt good!

I pulled my shaking legs together and stood up straight. I was somewhat sweaty and disheveled as Dee pulled her hands out of my pants. I turned around and watched as she licked my pussy juice off of her finger, her eyes locked on mine.

I folded her in my arms and kissed her passionately. My hands cupped her ass cheeks, kneading and squeezing the firm, round flesh. Dee pulled away. 

"I've got to go," she said. "I can't come over tonight, but I didn't want you to forget me."

"God, I want you so bad," I said.

"Me too. Tomorrow we'll spend the night naked together."

She winked at me as she walked away, her hips swaying hypnotically. I leaned against the wall and fixed my clothes.

* * *

I slept soundly that night. The next day was uneventful and full of classes and homework. Shortly after dinner, Dee showed up at my door. I folded her in a warm embrace, kissing her passionately. She returned my ardor, running her hands over my back and ass.

"I missed you girlfriend," I said, breaking the kiss.

"So I'm your girlfriend now?" she asked, her eyes bright.

I cupped her huge tits in my hands, my fingers searching for her nipples. "What do you think?" I said coyly.

"I think I want you to undress me," she said as my fingers located the stiffening nubs.

I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a lacy underwire bra. When you're built like Dee, you need the extra support. I slid the shoulders straps down and casually unsnapped the four hooks in the back and let it drop to the floor.

Her huge tits spilled forth. The creamy flesh was smooth and round. Her nipples were stiff and pointy. I knelt down in front of her and breathed warm, moist air on them.

"Mmmm. I like that," she purred.

My hands worked the snap and zipper of her jeans. I eased her pants down past her wide hips. She was wearing matching thong panties. I set my lips against the fabric and blew warm air through it onto her pussy.

"Mmmm, I like that even better."

I pulled her panties down, revealing a completely shaven pussy. It occurred to me that I had never see Dee's pussy before. Our first night together she had done all the work. In the mailroom we had both stayed dressed.

"Your pussy is beautiful," I breathed. I gave it a quick peck of a kiss before standing up.

"Lie down on the bed," I said. "I think it's my turn to make love to your body."

Once she was on her back, I laid next to her. I kissed her mouth, our tongue dueling urgently. I kissed her ears and neck as she murmured encouragement.

Her tits felt so smooth and satiny in my hands. I rained kisses on the tops, sides and the extra sensitive underside. Her hands stroked my hair and upper back.

Finally my lips captured a nipple, gently sucking and licking the erect flesh. My fingers gently tweaked and rolled the other. Dee moaned softly. I alternated between her tits until her breathing grew heavy.

I slithered down her stomach, kissing the soft flesh that surrounded her navel. I rolled on top of her, lying between her spread legs. Her hands were pushing me lower, but I resisted. Ever so slowly I kissed my way down to her pussy.

I ignored her pussy and spread her legs wide, exposing the pink inner flesh for me to see. Dee's ass cheeks were flexing uncontrollably. Her hips were undulating, trying to find my mouth on their own.

Instead my mouth kissed and licked her inner thighs. I tasted her from her knees to the soft hollow just beside her pussy. A whimper escaped from Dee's lips. I looked at her beautiful pussy, red and swollen with need, and covered in shiny juices.

Throwing restraint to the wind, I buried my face in her hairless pussy. My tongue slithered between the lips, stroking the tender inner flesh. My lips caressed her pussy lips. She tasted sweet and wonderful.

"My clit," she whispered. "Suck on my clit."

I did everything but suck on her clit. Dee's head was thrashing from side to side. Her tits were bouncing on her chest. Her hands were frantically trying to guide me to the one place she need me the most.

My lips surrounded her throbbing clit. As I drew it into my mouth, I began to hum. The vibrations were going right into her clit and I flicked at it with the tip of my tongue.

Dee's body quivered and shook. A low wail built up to an unrestrained shriek as she came. Her body thrashed on the bed as I hung on to her hips with both arms. I hummed louder, sucking rhythmically on her clit. Dee's shriek turned into a quivering sob. Her hands were now frantically trying to pry my head from between her legs.

I don't know how many times she came. I stopped when my neck and tongue grew stiff and sore. I crawled up her heaving body. She was drenched in sweat. Her face was flushed and her eyes were glazed over. I held her in my arms and we fell asleep.

* * *

I woke to the sensation of lips trailing soft kisses on my back. I was lying on my stomach and Dee was crouched next to me. I murmured my approval and wiggled my hips under the sheets.

"Good morning, lover," Dee whispered in between kisses. "You were spectacular last night."

"Thank you," I said. "You've been pretty wonderful yourself."

Her kisses meandered down my back. Her hands threw off the sheets. Her lips grazed the soft flesh of my ass cheeks. The familiar heat was building in my pussy. My ass was definitely becoming a prime erogenous zone.

Dee licked and kissed my ass cheeks for a while and then moved down to my thighs. Her hands stroked the soft flesh of my legs and ass while her mouth smothered them with kisses. My juices were flowing and I was breathing erratically.

Dee maneuvered behind me and lay between my spread legs. Her hands parted my ass cheeks and the stiff tip of her tongue swiped my exposed anus. I groaned and piked my hips to give her better access. She licked and tickled my asshole, eliciting groans and quivers from me.

"Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" she asked.

"Yes," I groaned, wriggling my butt so she would return to licking it.

"Did you like it?"

"Yes."

"Did it make you cum?"

"Yes."

"Do you have a vibrator?"

"In the top drawer."

"Would you like me to fuck you ass with it?"

"Oh god, yes!"

I couldn't believe I was begging Dee to fuck my ass with a vibrator. The idea was so hot though, that I didn't care. I needed to feel it deep inside me humming away.

The cool plastic made me gasp as the tip touched my sphincter. My vibrator was smaller and obviously smoother than a real cock. I slid into my ass easily. Dee worked it in and out a couple of time to make sure I was comfortable with it.

"Roll over," she said.

With the vibrator buried deep in my ass, I rolled over and spread my legs wide. My large tits looked small compared to the mountainous flesh dangling over me. I was gasping and groaning, undulating my hips.

Dee began kissing my lower stomach, working her way over my flat stomach and down into my pussy. As her tongue split my damp pussy lips, she turned on the vibrator. The buzz shot straight up my spine and back down to my clit.

I began to writhe on the bed, moaning and groaning uncontrollably. Dee's tongue found my clit and she began giving it long slow licks. It only took a few of them to set me off. I came with a groan, heaving and thrashing on the bed, totally out of control. 

* * *

Dee wrapped her arms around my upper thighs just as I had done to her last night. Her tongue skewered my vagina, fucking it like a small cock. The buzzing vibrator filling my cock was relentless. My orgasm stretched out, going on and on.

"Oh, god," I gasped. "Stop! I can't take any more."

Dee pulled her mouth from my pussy. She turned off the vibrator, but left it buried deep in my ass. I lay there exhausted. Her finger gently stroked the tender flesh of my pussy as I came down to earth.

When I could finally focus, she pulled the vibrator from my ass with a wet pop. We lay side by side, kissing and hugging for the next hour. She finally got up and got dressed.

"I have to go," she said. "I'll see you day after tomorrow."

"Why so long?" I asked, pouting.

"I have things I have to take care. If I can get my life together I'll be able to spend more time with you."

"Don't forget me," I called as she opened the door.

"How could I?" she asked, brazenly staring at my naked body. The door closed behind her. Somehow I knew this was the real thing. 



Sorority Party Ch. 01



Chapter 1: The Initiation

Alexa couldn't remember the first time she'd tasted cum. 

She'd been with a few guys in high school. She had slept with a football player or two, not to mention Mr. Harris, her senior English teacher. Some of them had cum on her, and surely she had gotten a few drops in her mouth in her first attempts to suck cock. She'd learned quickly that once she felt the guy tense up, she had to take him out of her mouth right away or risk him forcing her head down and trying to pump his spunk into her. 

She wasn't the kind of girl to swallow cum. Only a real slut would do that, she told herself. And she wasn't a slut. She just enjoyed the feeling of a hard cock inside her and cum was an afterthought for the guy to worry about.

But her first memorable experience with that sweet-salty taste had been in her freshman year of college. There was a party her future sorority sisters had arranged. It was a pledge rite all the girls went through ... or so they'd told her.

She'd arrived at the house with Amber, one of the other pledges, unsure of what to expect, but sure that Lauren and Misty had planned something degrading. It had been like that all week long. 

First Alexa had to walk to all of her classes dressed in fishnet stockings and a leather skirt that barely covered her ass, with a low-cut blouse and no bra carrying a sign saying "Ask about my low, low prices." She had been forced to clean the sorority house's bathrooms with her toothbrush (and was threatened with being forced to brush her teeth with it). And that was just the start of the humiliation. 

The whole week she had been a servant to Sister L and M, getting their drinks, washing their cars, cleaning their rooms, the whole works.

But that was OK, because Alexa new that these things were necessary to get into a sorority and have the "full college experience" her parents and high school counselors had told her about. 

Now she was at the door of a two-story suburban house well-away from campus and about to be confronted by who knew what. Misty had been a Cheshire cat when she had told Alexa and Amber about the party.

"This is it pledges," she'd said. "Come to this party and perform well, and you will be the newest sisters of Alpha Beta Tau. Don't be late. Have fun."

Alexa wondered why she and Amber were the only ones told about the party, but didn't worry about it. Lauren and Misty seemed like they had taken a liking to her. And Amber too, for that matter. 

Amber was a nice girl, very flirty with long brown hair, hazel eyes and full lips. She looked like an Idaho beauty contest winner - in part because she was. She had won her local county fair twice, relying in part on the switch in her step as she strutted across the stage. The walk accentuated her rock-hard ass, tapering down to firm legs, which ended in soft-looking, perfectly manicured feet. She had shapely C-cup breasts and a tanned complexion of any man's (or woman's) farm girl dreams. 

Alexa was no slouch by comparison. Milky white complexion with a light dusting of freckles, her hair was a fiery red, balanced by light blue eyes. Her breasts were only Bs, but they were pert with quarter-sized nipples that tightened at the lightest breeze. Her ass was phenomenal, the kind a boyfriend had told her he could spend hours kissing and licking. He had, in fact, until she had gotten so worked up she begged him to fuck her.

Alexa reckoned this neighborhood hadn't seen a pair like them in a while. They were both dressed in stylish dresses that showed off their best features. And they chatted nervously as they waited for someone to open the door. 

A few moments after ringing the doorbell, a casually-dressed man answered the door. He was attractive, with the latest GQ hair and dimples that gave Alexa shivers. 

"Ladies," he said in a smooth baritone, "welcome to my humble abode."

The girls walked cautiously into the house, scanning the entryway to try and get some clue as to their purpose there. The house was well-appointed with oak paneling and tasteful carpets.

"You girls find the house OK?" the man, who now introduced himself as John, asked. 

"Oh yeah, no problems," Amber said. 

"Good, this way," John said, extending his hand to the entrance of the living room. 

The girls followed his gesture and entered the room, where they found eight men sitting around talking about the Clinton impeachment hearings.

"All I'm saying is that the Oval Office is no place ... well, hello," a blond business major type was saying before noticing the girls enter the room. "It's good to see our honored guests have arrived."

"We're the ones who should be honored," a brown-haired guy in his late 20s, said, coming off more oily than charming. 

Each of the men introduced himself, pointing out his major or occupation. They were all relaxed, with drinks in hand. John, the host, offered drinks to Alexa and Amber, which they gladly accepted. 

After about an hour, Alexa began to loosen up, talking to the guys about current events and her studies to be a journalist. Amber had been surrounded by a few of the other guys and seemed to be having a good time as well. 

"Well, I just loved being the center of attention," Alexa overheard her saying. "To be up on stage, with everyone's eyes on you. That's the best feeling ever."

At that, Alexa thought she saw a wink and a nod from the blond guy to one of the black guys in the room. She figured she might just be imagining it, though, and put it out of her mind. 

Thirty minutes more went by, and Alexa was beginning to feel a little tipsy, when Sisters L and M walked in the door.

"Well, well. The party is already in full swing," Lauren said. "Well, not 'full swing,' but a start."

"Well, let's see if we can get the real fun started," Misty said. 

As if on cue, all the guys in the room stood up and greeted the new girls, some showing what Alexa thought might be inappropriate affection - she saw Misty's ass cupped during more than one hug. 

With the greetings out of the way, Lauren moved to the couch where Alexa was sitting, sat down and took her hand. 

"OK, this is it," she said. "One last task and you are a sister for life." Alexa nodded, confused.

"Pick a guy, any guy," Lauren continued, as Misty instructed Amber to do the same. 

"For what?" Alexa asked.

"Well, you are going to fuck him on this couch while we all watch and Amber does the same thing," Misty interjected.

"What?" Alexa gasped. "You're crazy. I won't."

"All of the sisters have done it," Lauren explained, curling a lascivious smile in the direction of the guys. "These are current and former frat brothers. They are all safe and discrete. And besides, it's the only way be part of us. Are you going to let a lifetime of sisterhood and the opportunity at such great connections to walk out the door because you're too prudish to follow one of our traditions."

"We'll give you, what, say 30 seconds to think it over," Misty said, looking at both Amber and Alexa. 

Alexa was still in shock. How could they expect this from her? What kind of freakish joke was this? Did all of the sisters really do this? What if someone found out? Why hadn't she heard about this before? The questions swirled through her head, and the alcohol didn't help. 

She was just about to stand up and walk out the door when she saw Amber stand up, drop her dress to reveal matching black bra and French-cut panties. She moved toward one of the black guys. 

"Come on darlin'," she said. "If we are going to do this, let me see what you've got."

Without missing a beat, he unzipped his fly and pulled his semi-hard member out. 

"Not bad," she said. 

"Amber?!?!?!," Alexa called out. 

The brunette turned to her as she reached out for the now-hardening black cock and said, "Alexa, I've got to be part of this sorority, no matter what." She began to turn back, then stopped saying "Besides, I've never had a black guy. And he won't ask to meet my daddy."

The guy gave a comical shake of the head and everyone laughed like it wasn't odd to see a woman about to suck off someone in the middle of a room of people. 

"Tick tock," Misty said to Alexa, who was still sitting, frozen on the couch. "Pick a guy or leave. Newbies always get the first pick and I am ready for some fun myself."

Summoning all of her courage, Alexa stood and tried to walk to the door, but instead walked to John. 

"Alright, if I have to do it, you seem nice," she said. 

"OK," he said, turning her back toward the couch. "I'll be gentle."

When they reached the couch, John turned her around and began kissing the back of her neck as he unzipped her dress. 

Alexa was visibly uncomfortable, but she tried to concentrate on the sensation of his lips on her neck. They felt good. Warm. Slightly moist. And his breath caressing her gently. 

Closing her eyes, she felt the dress slowly slipping off her shoulders as a breeze from the central air conditioner wafted across her bare skin. She felt her nipples harden beneath her bra, partly from the cold wind, but there wsa something more. She could feel it between her legs as John began to knead her breasts and nibble her earlobe. She was turned on, and not only by the motion of John's strong hands. She was turned on by the idea of other people watching her. 

Alexa arched her back, burying her ass into John's lap. He was getting aroused too, and she ground her butt into him as he slipped his left hand to her tight abs. 

His right continued to massage her breasts, then reached between them and unclasped the bra, which joined her dress on the floor. The feeling of the fabric grazing her nipples as it fell sent a shiver through her body and she ground into John even harder. 

He turned her around then and kissed her neck from the front, tugging slightly on her hair to expose more of her neck. Bending at the knee and putting both his hands on her back, he traced his tongue down between her breasts before moving his mouth to her left nipple. 

John engulfed her breast, twirling his tongue around the areola as he pulled her into him, she in turn pulling him closer as well. She put her hands onto his head and began running her fingers through his hair. 

Her juices were flowing as he moved to the right breast, pulling on it with his mouth like he was going to get milk out of it. 

Her breathing heavy and her eyes shut tight with pleasure, she forgot that she was surrounded by a group of men and women, most of whom were now rubbing their crotches. 

Had she opened her eyes, she would have seen that Lauren had unbuttoned her blouse and was stroking her right double-D with her fingertips. And Misty had lost no time unzipping the brown-haired man's pants and was caressing his cock. But Alexa did not open her eyes. Instead, she was enraptured by John's touch and lifted his head to kiss her full on the lips.

She began kissing his neck and slid her hands to his crotch, where the bulge she had felt before was growing ever-larger. Unzipping his fly, Alexa reached into his slacks and felt his cock hardening. Pulling to free it, John had to step back to give his member room to move. His half-hard cock flopped into the air and Alexa felt its size for the first time. 

Surprised, her eyes popped open. But her tunnel-vision was trained on his crotch and nothing else. It was about 10 inches long and two-and-a-half inches thick. Now semi-erect, it was the second-largest cock she had ever seen - the largest belonging to the aforementioned English teacher. 

But now her lust took over completely and she dropped to her knees, pulling him into her mouth with the force of a tropical storm running aground. Slathering his rod with her saliva, she massaged his cock with her tongue as her lips moved rhythmically over the shaft. 

John unbuckled his belt, allowing his pants to fall near the pile of Alexa's clothes, then stepped out of them as she cupped his balls with her left hand and stroked his cock with her right, her fingers following her lips closely to accentuate the feeling made by the multiple ridges. From time to time, she lifted his cock out of her mouth and, reaching between his legs to grab his ass and pull him closer, she licked his balls, appreciating their being shaven - not unlike her pussy, which only had a small tuft of hair above her lips. 

"He must get these licked a lot," she thought to herself.

Alexa looked up at John, who was looking down at her as well, with a look she couldn't quite make out. He pulled her to her feet and kissed her before turning her around and reaching into the front of her purple t-back panties and feeling the heat coming from between her legs. 

She felt his fingers glide between the folds of her pussy and graze her clit. At the same time, John wrapped his other hand around her neck and squeezed - not tightly, but firmly nonetheless - while also nibbling her earlobe.

John released his grip and slipped Alexa's panties over her hips and down to the floor, quickly biting her ass as he passed by. 

John widened her step and bent her toward the couch as he stood up, his now fully erect member rising between her legs and banging against her thighs as he did. 

Feeling him stand behind her, Alexa reached between her legs and guided him into her. Sparks immediately shot out through her body, and she remembered the feeling of being bent over the hood of a truck parked on the 50-yard-line after her senior prom. Lance had been the first guy to fuck her doggy-style and she discovered it was the position for her - seemingly submissive, but still in control. 

But John's cock was much bigger than the high school tight end. And his rod spread her as it entered, pushing slowly at first, then after pulling back, speeding up. The rhythm increased as she relaxed into the motion. In. Out. In. Out. Stroking deeper and deeper. 

He began thrusting harder, and she matched his movements, backing into him as he pushed hard into her. Her legs quivered each time he pulled back and she was so worked up that she felt like she was dripping onto the floor. 

She came with a loud groan and went weak in the knees before regaining her composure. 

John pulled out and she dropped to the ground, returning her mouth to his cock, which was now covered with the taste of her own insides. She loved that taste, and sucked his cock even harder. 

This time though, she looked around the room. She saw Misty completely nude and riding reverse cowgirl on the brown-haired man while simultaneously sucking off another man. Amber was being stuffed by her first black man and loving every minute of it. She was lying on her back and, reaching across her chest to squeeze one breast, sought to slow the jiggling of her other from the force of the man's stroke.

Two men stood at Lauren's right side as she sucked the swollen rod of one of the others. A fourth man had his face buried between her legs and was shaking his head wildly. The two standing men looked at Misty or Amber, sometimes returning their gaze to Lauren's chest, which she was still massaging with a free hand. They had dropped their pants and were stroking their cocks, Alexa figured, in anticipation of fucking Lauren or Misty. 

Then, almost in unison, the two men turned and looked at her and the thought occurred to her that John wasn't the only guy she would be fucking tonight. Under normal circumstances, the thought would have sickened her. She wasn't a slut, after all. But these weren't normal circumstances, and now she was intrigued by the idea of having two or three men in one night - maybe at the same time. 

But John was not finished with fucking her. He lifted her off her knees and told her on to lie on the couch, with her head in the middle. He put one leg at the couch's back and then positioned her so she would be in-between his legs, face to face, forming a right angle. 

Sliding his cock in again, be began to stroke her clit with his right thumb as he moved in and out. And with his left hand, he began massaging her right breast. 

"Oh god," she said. "Fuck that feels good."

She closed her eyes again and relished the sensations his thumb made on her clit. Arching her back to force more of him into her and give him better access to her love button, Alexa was in the clutches of a second orgasm when she felt a third hand begin to kneed her left breast. 

She kept her eyes closed tightly, but was soon greeted with the feeling of a cock at her left cheek. Instinctively, she turned her head toward it and opened her mouth, pulling the cock into it. She reached over and began to stroke the rock-hard man meat as she bobbed her head as best she could. Opening her eyes, she saw it was one of the guys who had been standing near Lauren. The other guy had moved to Misty's spot on the floor. She had turned around and was now taking on all three of them, sucking off the new guy while riding another. The third guy was just inserting his cock in her ass when Alexa looked over. 

Alexa was surprised that she was still a little shocked by that. She had heard about anal sex, but had never seen anyone do it - certainly not with two other men already in her. This was a whole new world to her. 

The cock Alexa now sucked was not as big as John's, but in this position it was big enough to cause problems, ramming the side of her mouth instead of sliding in smoothly.

"Wait," she said, pulling the oral member out of her mouth. "Let's change positions."

"OK," John said, breathlessly. He was getting tired and Alexa could feel it. She took control of the situation and standing up, returned her mouth to his cock and presenting her pussy to the new member of their little private couch party. 

The return to doggy-style felt good, even if the man now in her pussy was a bit smaller than the first. 

Alexa reckoned that John would be able to rest and then could resume plowing her with his larger farm gear. But John needed a real rest and he told her he wanted to cum. 

She wanted more cock, but told herself she had seven other guys to help her out if she needed it. And so she began sucking him harder than ever, squeezing his cock in a way that she knew would get him off quickly. 

The new guy, seeing this, began pumping harder. And even though the sensations she was feeling slowed her mouth around John's cock, he began to tighten. She began to move away and use only her hand, but John's cum shot out faster than she had planned and sprayed her mouth and chin. She couldn't help but swallow some. It wasn't so bad. 

She continued to stroke him as the man behind her held her in the position. 

"I want you to clean me up," John told her as he guided her head back to his now softening hard-on. 

She was in no position to argue. And besides, tonight had been a night of firsts, so she began licking the quickly cooling white-clear cum that was dribbling down the head of his cock. 

She cleaned the spot off of her chin with a finger and, more for him than her, began to suck the finger before returning her mouth to his cock. 

All the while, her second lover of the night continued to pound away at her pussy, making small circles with his thumb on her little brown pucker. For a while, she wondered if he was going to try and fuck her ass, but soon he too announced he was about to cum. 

He pulled out, told her to get on her knees and stroked his cock until he sprayed all over her tits. Without even being asked, she began to clean his cock as she had John's.

And when she was done, the man moved out of the way to reveal two other men standing behind him. They had been fucking Lauren this whole time, but were now stroking their cocks in preparation for Alexa. 

The first presented his cock to her and she grabbed him without hesitation, guiding him into her mouth and quickly realizing that for the first time, she was tasting another woman's pussy, although it was one step removed by the dick its juices remained on. 




Sorority Party Ch. 01



It was a strange sensation, but Alexa enjoyed it and looked over at Lauren for approval, which she got with a sly smile from both Lauren and Misty who had joined her on the love seat. They sat there, legs intertwined and slowly rubbing one another's breasts and pussies. 

Misty's suitors were taking turns with Amber now, one cock in her mouth as she rode another and stroked the two at her sides. It was like she was an old pro at this. She had taken to it even more readily than Alexa. 

The cum of her second lover was cooling quickly on her chest as she sucked the cock in front of her and stroked the other man's with her right hand. She wanted to feel them inside of her, maybe even both at the same time, but she could sense they wanted release. 

So, she pulled every trick she had learned in her short life to make them cum as soon as possible, juggling their balls, taking the cocks deep into her mouth and changing from one swollen rod to another, back and forth until the men were driven insane with a need to explode. 

And explode they did, right onto her face and chest, the gooey man juices running down her cheeks and into her mouth. 

She relaxed from her knees, sitting on the floor and looking over at all four men gathered around Amber, shooting ropey jets of cum all over her. The sight was amazing, Amber just sitting there, enjoying the attention being paid her by all of these men. She was perfectly at ease covered in cum. That was when Lauren spoke up. 

"Well ladies, you look like perfect messes," she said. "Why don't you help each other clean up?"

But that is a whole different story.



Sorority Party Ch. 02



Chapter 2: Girls gone wild

"Well ladies, you look like perfect messes," Sister Lauren had said. "Why don't you help each other clean up?"

Covered in cum and still reeling with the thrill of her first orgy experience, Alexa felt like she was up for almost anything and she was sure her fellow pledge, Amber, was willing to do whatever it took to get into the sisterhood of Alpha Beta Tau. But this was going a little far. 

Sure, she was surrounded by eight naked and spent guys - four of whom had just cum on her with her naked sorority sisters watching. But what Lauren was asking seemed beyond the pale. 

Alexa had "cleaned up" four cocks tonight, licking the cum off of them after they had exploded onto her. She had never seen so much ropey white love juice in her life, much less had so much in her mouth. 

She had always relegated women who liked cum in or on them to the level of slut. But here she was, with four men's end result on her. And now, Lauren was asking her to "clean up" Amber. 

It wasn't that she had not noticed how hot Amber was. The former Idaho county fair beauty contest winner was nothing if not attractive. With long brown hair, firm C-cup breasts and a rock-hard ass, Amber could turn heads at a paraplegics' convention. 

Still, Alexa had never even kissed another woman, much less licked her naked flesh.

But this was no ordinary night. Alexa had experienced things this night that she could not have imagined in her most deviant 19-year-old fantasies. 

And she had tasted another woman already tonight, even though it was one step removed from that woman's body. Sucking the cock of one of her multiple lovers tonight, she had tasted Lauren's pussy. 

It wasn't that different from the taste of her own – a taste she had come to love after many nights of masturbating to the New Kids on the Block, or Jason Priestly, or Matthew McConaughah, or any of a hundred other crushes she had had through the years. She couldn't help but lick her fingers before and after the act to taste her excitement and thinking that is what her lover would have tasted had he really been there. 

But, even though the taste of another woman was not completely foreign .to her anymore, she was not sure she was ready to make that leap into bisexuality. 

Misty, sensing Alexa's hesitation, gave her an unexpected way out. 

"It's OK Sister A," she said, elevating Alexa from pledge to "sister" for the first time. "You've proven your willingness tonight, and you don't have to do anything you don't want to do now. But you have come so far tonight. Don't stop yourself now if you've ever wondered."

Alexa was surprised by the sincerity of Misty's tone. Here was a woman who had done nothing but humiliate her for a week in the name of "sisterhood," and yet she was now talking to her as an equal about opening new sexual doors for herself – and doing it while wrapped in the naked embrace of another woman. 

Lauren and Misty had ended up on the love seat of the modest two-story home after warming up a couple of guys apiece to finish off on the pledges. They had sat on the leather seat, caressing one-another as the men took their turns with she and Amber. 

Even as she spoke, Misty had cupped one of Lauren's double-D breasts, and Lauren rested her hand on Misty's inner thigh. The two were obviously no strangers to one-another's bodies. 

"I promise, it's OK," Misty said, before kissing Lauren slowly and sensually. "Trust me."

That was all Amber needed. The more sexually adventurous of the two pledges, she had taken to the orgy with gusto. And now, she was made her way over to Alexa. 

Without saying a word, she kissed the redhead. And to Alexa's surprise, she accepted the advance without pushing her away. Amber's lips were soft – softer than any man Alexa had ever kissed, and noticeably without stubble. 

The two melted into an embrace with Amber on top, moving from her lips to Alexa's neck, kissing it even more softly than her first lover of the night, John, had done. Amber's touch was no comparison to his. Where he had been strong yet gentle, Amber was light and almost angelic. 

The warm breath on Alexa's rapidly-cooling cum-covered skin, though, was all of the impetus she needed to make her nipples spring to life. And realizing this, Amber moved to them quickly. 

Alexa gasped as Amber took her left nipple into her mouth. As it had been with her kiss, Amber's lips imparted new feelings throughout Alexa's body. Her mouth enveloped Alexa's nipple in a warm embrace, as the brunette's tongue made tiny circles around the areola. 

Alexa felt Amber's other hand caress her right breast, tracing her fingers in the gooey white residue slowly dripping down the side of her b-cup. Amber applied more force now and her hand slid as it massaged Alexa's fleshy mound. 

For the second time that night, Alexa began to run her fingers through someone's hair as that person pleasured her breasts. And she couldn't help but remark on the differences. 

"I love the way your hair feels falling on my skin," she whispered. "And your mouth is wonderful."

With that, Amber gave her a little flick of the tongue and then switched her liplock to the left breast, pausing only to lick the cum from the valley between Alexa's molehills. Giving the left breast the same treatment as the right, Amber went lower to retrieve driblets of cum that had fallen on Alexa's stomach, before returning to lick the goo from her face and plant a deep kiss on her. 

Alexa was a little disappointed that Amber had stopped at her belly, aching to feel that mouth in her most private (at least until tonight) place. She guessed that, despite Amber's willingness to experiment, she was still a little unsure of taking that final step. 

By this time, though, Alexa's blood was running hot and she wanted to go all the way. Having already had the second-hand scent and taste of one woman in her mouth, nothing less would suffice tonight. She wanted the full experience. 

After breaking from the kiss, Alexa rolled Amber over onto her back and proceeded to lick the cum droplets gracing her neck. Interchanging licking and kissing, the area was "clean" in no time, but Alexa wanted to prolong the sensation for Amber, knowing the feeling that someone playing with her neck caused in her.

Alexa kissed Amber's left ear, and realized she had found a sweet spot when Amber arched her back with pleasure and forcing her breasts into Alexa's, spreading the cum on each other's breasts. 

Having never been in this situation before, Alexa decided to try rubbing nipples with the brunette, but the result came out more comical than erotic, being forced to grab the c-cups and position them so that they met her Bs. 

Both of them giggled with the attempt, and Alexa soon returned to licking Amber clean. Putting the handholds she had on the reclining woman's breasts to good use, Alexa licked and sucked every inch of her chest – concentrating on the nipples, but also running her hands between the breasts in that area guys almost always forgot to pay attention to. 

Having worked on Amber's upper body for several minutes, Alexa decided to give her lower body a workout as well. Slowly she traced her tongue down Amber's taut abs, pausing to lick the cum that had collected in her belly button, then kissing just inside her pelvic area. As it always did when men did it to her, the kisses tickled and Amber jumped slightly. 

And now was the time of truth. 

Alexa opened Amber's legs wide and then used her index and middle finger to spread the girl's outer labia for better access to the treasure that lay between her legs, then dove tongue first into the opening.

The taste was close to that of her own pussy juices and those of Lauren's that she'd tasted earlier tonight. But this was warm and more pungent and somehow more inviting. She relished it in ways she never thought she could have before tonight. 

And the reaction from Amber only turned her on more. Between the fleshy folds, Alexa found Amber's clit quickly. It seemed larger than her own and made a good target for Alexa's tongue. 

Working the mini-falus back and forth, she was driving Amber crazy with pleasure. Licking left to right, Alexa tried to remember the way that Mr. Harris, her senior English teacher had eaten her out. That had been the best head she had ever gotten, cumming almost instantly and repeatedly before he even put his cock in her.

He had gone straight for the clit as well, but then backed off to lick her whole pussy, examining every crack and crevice with his slippery tongue. And after a while, he would return to her clit for more massage work. 

And so, Alexa followed his example, spreading her tongue to wet as much of Amber's pussy as possible, then – with the tongue still flattened – returned to the swollen erectile tissue at the center of the issue. She began moving her head back and forth rapidly, giving herself a slight headache, but giving Amber the feeling of a human vibrator – another trick she had picked up from Mr. Harris.

The technique worked like a charm and Alexa's chin was soon flooded with a creamy blast from between Amber's legs. Amber arched her back and grunted with the orgasm, clutching the back of Alexa's head and shoving it deeper into her pussy. 

That only made Alexa lick harder, trying to give Amber another orgasm on top of the last. She decided to insert the thumb of her free hand into Amber's pussy to aid in the process.

The world outside of their bodies had fallen away, and Alexa at least, had forgotten about the eight men and two women watching them. That is, until she felt a soft hand on her back, making its way down to her ass. 

Alexa looked up to find Misty on her knees beside her. Misty bent down and kissed the newly anointed sorority sister and take in the taste of the other. 

"That looked so good that I had to try it," she said after the kiss. "But Amber shouldn't get all of the attention tonight."

And with that, Misty guided Alexa to the ground, then swung her body over the redhead's body with her smoldering-hot pussy over Alexa's mouth. Lowering herself onto Alexa, she found an eagerly-awaiting tongue that began exploring her right away.

Amber kissed Misty and seemed to consider eating out Alexa, but then moved on to the other side of the room, where most of the men had regained their erections and Lauren was trying to keep them all occupied by masturbating for them. Amber jumped in the middle of the group and began making out with Lauren as the guys crowded around.

Misty was hovering over Alexa's face and rubbing her pussy with a wetted middle finger, and admiring the little tuft of red hair on Alexa's crotch. 

"God, you've got a pretty pussy," she told the reclining redhead. "I'm going to have fun with that."

That got her a couple of deep appreciative licks, to which she could only purr, "Mmmmm," and then said, "That was good. Do me a favor and lube up my ass a little." And then to one of the black guys who had fucked Amber earlier, "Oh Stephen, I need something from you."

He didn't have to be told twice. He was there as fast as his feet could carry him. And by that time, Alexa, in the throws of passion, had dug her tongue at least a half-inch deep into Misty's little brown pucker. 

Stephen was already hard from watching Misty and Amber, but needed a little lube himself, and put his dick into Misty's pussy for a few strokes, then into Alexa's mouth before setting up the battering ram at Misty's back door. 

Misty leaned forward to give Stephen more access to her ass and so that she could begin working on Alexa's pussy. Sister M was a master at the art of cunnilingus, or Alexa soon learned. A few flicks of the tongue and middle finger, and Alexa was cumming harder than she had all night. 

Some of it had to be the build-up from all of the pussy licking she had been doing, but Alexa recognized talent when she felt it and determined to learn Misty's secrets before the night was through. 

Of course, it was hard for Alexa to concentrate on what Misty was doing to her pussy and continue licking at the same time, not to mention the massive cock that was now slamming into Misty's ass right in front of her face. 

Misty's moans of pleasure from being ass fucked periodically interrupted the bliss of her tongue on Alexa's pussy and the feeling of her wetted fingers making tiny circles on her virgin asshole. 

Again and again she came, rocking her tiny frame repeatedly, until all of the sudden Misty leaned up. Unable to see what was happening, she got the idea when someone's cock slid into place. With all of the buffet-style cunnilingus going on, Alexa had not even considered calling over a cock to fill her void. But now, someone had answered her non-call. 

She couldn't see who it was, but he had a good-sized member, which filled her nicely after getting in position - sitting on his ass with his legs on the outside of hers. He rocked back and forth, and even though that position didn't allow for much movement, it gave him enough to get the job done. 

She was cumming again after only a few minutes. And her contracting sugar walls - combined with the build-up that the mystery man had surely experienced in the circle with Lauren and Amber – made him explode into her and sending shivers through her body.  

Stephen came soon afterward and the four of them collapsed onto the floor in a heap of flesh. It had been an exhausting session and they all struggled to catch their breath – all except the stranger, who had come late to the party.

Alexa recognized him as soon as she removed Stephen and Misty's legs from around her head. 

"Mr. Harris?" she asked. "What are you doing here?"



Sorority Party Ch. 03



Chapter 3: Mr. Harris

James Harris had taught English at Henry Williams High School for years. 

He'd taught it to all grades and all skill levels, from basic sentence structure in remedial freshman English to reviews of the classics in his upper-level classes. But it was his senior study sessions that really got him through the year. 

Most of the 18-year-old senior girls knew about them and all of the ones who did fantasized being asked to visit his desk. Rumors floated around the school about the size of his cock and the skill of his hands. His oral exams were the stuff of legend. 

And Alexa had experienced them all first hand. 

Now, sitting crumpled on the floor after a marathon fuck session with a group of strangers, she was able to see the last cock in her had been his - and God had it felt good. 

"Mr. Harris?" she asked. "What are you doing here?"

She was more than surprised. She was flabbergasted to find him at an orgy - her first orgy and the first time she had felt a woman's touch.

Still, it was Mr. Harris, so she ambled over to him on her hands and knees. She hugged him, both of them naked and her covered in the sticky remnants of cum that had been licked from her.

"Hey darlin'," he said. "I heard you were going to be the guest of honor tonight and I knew I couldn't miss it."

"But, how ..." Alexa started to ask as she hung with one arm around his neck.

James was ready for the question and had begun to answer when she spoke.

"I'm a former member of Lambda Alpha Beta frat, and I have been to a few of these initiations before," he told her in the baritone of authority she had come to love in English class. "Remember, I told you about the 'full college experience?' This is a part of it for all of the members of my frat and our sister house, the one you are pledging."

Looking to Misty, she confirmed it. 

"It's true. He was at my initiation, but I haven't seen him at the past two," she said, putting on a mock frown. "We had a good time, but I missed that monster cock of yours. And Lauren never had her turn with you either."

It wasn't that Lauren minded. She was busy on the other side of the room entertaining seven other guys by tongue-fucking Amber's ass while being drilled doggy style by a succession of suitors.

"Sorry sweetheart, I couldn't make those two," he told her, then turned to Alexa. "But I couldn't miss my girl's big night. I decided to come late so you would pick another one of the guys for your first of the night. I didn't want you to deprive yourself of a new experience. Having fun so far?"

"Oh yeah, and now the party can really begin," she said, reaching for his flaccid member and beginning to stroke it.

She leaned down to suck his cock and remembered the first time she had felt him in her.

* * *

Leaning across his desk one day to hand in a graded mid-term paper, she had seen him peering down her shirt. Although she only had b-cups, Alexa knew how to accentuate them and that day she was wearing a tight v-necked blouse with a golden heart-shaped locket in the hopes of finally enticing him into the first move.

"Anything else you need from me?" she asked, smiling sexily at him.

He knew he was caught, but that was OK. Each year he chose a new "assistant" to help him with his workload. And each year that girl developed a special bond with the 40-plus year-old teacher. 

Choosing the girl was the important part of the yearly ritual. James had to find the type of girl who would be intelligent enough to be discrete and old enough to be legal - if not ethical, and certainly not moral. 

Alexa fit that bill easily as a 4.0 student with a bright future ahead of her and a killer behind to the rear. Flowing red hair and perky tits with alabaster skin, he told her later that she had played through his daydreams for months before that December day.

"Let's see, anything I need?" he had said, his lips curling into a naughty smile. 

"Anything," she said breathily, trying to use her not-yet-perfected feminine wiles. "Anything."

"Alright then," he said, standing up from behind his desk and walking to her. "Come here."

He took her face in his hands, kissing her hard on the mouth and she melted against him, her back arching so that more of her body could touch his. Her nipples, hard beneath her blouse, tingled as the rubbed against his chest. 

He kissed her earlobe, then just below it, on her neck. He continued on to the front of her neck, and she felt his breath hot on her skin as he moved a hand to her ass, lifting her loose skirt and grabbing firmly but not squeezing too hard. 

She loved the feeling of his strong hands on her body, the loving caress of his left hand at her cheek and his right hand on her backside, inviting her to raise one leg and wrap it around his. 

She did that then, and he drew his hand back along her thigh, the feeling of his rough older hands tracing along the skin driving her wild with desire. She had watched these hands each day and imagined them on her body. And now they were.

She began kissing him back then, feeling the 5 O'clock shadow against her cheek as her lips made their way along his jaw and back to his mouth. And kissing his mouth, she felt the hair of his goatee on her lips again. 

It was a strange feeling. She had kissed boys, but this was a man. His facial hair wasn't just some patchwork of poorly groomed stubble. It was defined with age and she realized that was only one of the differences in his touch.

He now turned her so that she had her back to the desk and, grabbing both ass cheeks, lifted her onto it, where she spread her legs and wrapped them around him, her skirt bunching in the middle and feeling his hardening cock against her aching mound. 

She had begun unbuttoning his shirt, feeling his hard body beneath. He may have been older than her normal partner, but he was easily as fit.

He reached for the back of her skirt and unzipped it as he continued to kiss her neck. Pulling her shirttails free from the skirt, he lifted the soft material over her head, freeing her breasts, and then tossed the blouse aside. 

He lowered his mouth to her breasts and began to kiss them, allowing his mouth to journey from one to another, making little circles with his tongue as he did. The right nipple, already hard from excitement, jutted into the air as he worked the left. And as he switched, from the left to right, a cool breeze accentuated the saliva covering it. 

As she shivered from the feeling, James reached behind her and clutched a handful of hair, tugging her backward into a recline. She allowed herself to be pulled, her back curving and her breasts jutting into the air. 

He trailed his tongue down her chest, to her stomach, then lifting her legs and skirt; he curved his fingers around the sides of her black French-cut panties. A wet spot marked the place where her pussy had been and the smell of her sex was pungent with excitement. 

Alexa lifted her ass as he pulled her panties down, moving her legs up around his head and together, above her with her high-tops and quarter socks still on. The movement brought her cheeks together, giving James the view of her ass she knew he'd wanted for the past few months.

Pink puffy pussy lips poked through the seam created by her legs and ass, and although she was sure he was enjoying the view, he pulled her legs apart - just slightly at first, kissing the inside of her calf. He moved on to the back of her knee, tickling it as he licked downward toward the sweet release at the V of her legs.

Reaching her pussy, he dove in deep, driving his tongue into her sopping folds. They had ached for his touch since she the first day of school, and now they were ready for him. 

Using his tongue, he searched every crevice, driving deep, then pulling back to play a little with the lips, nibbling her clit and then sucking it into his mouth. He bobbed his lips up and down on the fully engorged little phallus, then began to move his tongue from side to side trying to touch every part of her clean-shaven pussy. 

Believing that day would finally be the day he would take her, she had cleaned herself well. And, when she could open her eyes to look down at him between her legs, he seemed to be enjoying her taste, taking his time with his face in her golden triangle.  

He slipped his index finger into her, curving it downward and moving it up and down inside the silky slit. Continuing to lick and suck her clit, he soon worked his middle finger into her, changing to an in/out motion. She was tight against his fingers and wondered if she could handle his cock, which was rumored to be a foot long and thicker than her arm.

She squeezed her tits and pinched the nipples as he worked her, imagining that his hands were kneading her flesh. She knew they soon would be. 

Finally, she could not contain herself anymore.

"Please," she breathed huskily, "I want you in me now. Please."

Looking up from between her thighs, he said, "Your wish is my command." 

Wiping her juices from around his mouth, he continued, "but be careful what you wish for," before pulling his cock from his boxer shorts. He had unzipped his pants as he was tasting her. 

She realized why when he pulled it out completely. It wasn't quite a foot long, but it was close, and looked like a solid three inches thick. It must have hurt straining against the denim. And she worried it would hurt her as well.

"I, I don't know if ... I don't know if I can take that," she stammered. 

"It's OK," he said, sliding the head up and down her sopping slit, driving her wild with pleasure. "I'll take it slow at first."

And with that, he pushed the bulbous head of his cock into her, slowly as he had said. Still, there was pressure and a little pain. But she wasn't about to ask him to stop.

He worked in and out of her shallowly, then deeper and deeper, filling her like she had never been filled before. The feeling was exquisite, colors flashing through her mind each time he pulled out, only to thrust back in and bring back the beautiful pain, blindingly wonderful and almost orgasmic.

Had she looked down, she might have seen small trickles of blood along his shaft from the tearing. But that did not matter. She felt sure that she would be able to take him in completely, and relaxed into the sensation. 

He reached up and began to massage her breasts as he pushed into her, his large right hand resting in the valley of her bosom, moving from breast to breast and thumbing her nipples as he stroked her skin. 

She was soaked with sweat by the time he began to pump hard. Her body had given him the room he needed to move, and her pussy had adjusted to his cock. Now it was pure pleasure.

Her body matched the rhythm of James's thrusts, sliding into him, the sweat on her ass allowing her to slip on his desk as she moved. He was all the way in now, her body unable to take him up to the balls, but deep enough that their skin was slapping against one another. 

He kissed her left calf as he pumped into her, tasting the salty flesh, then telling her he was about to cum. 

That was OK to her, because she was verging on the precipice too. It had been building for what had seemed like an hour. And now, she was ready to pop. 

"Cum in me," Alexa said. "I want you to cum in me."

"You sure?" he asked. "You don't want me to pull out."

"No, in me," she said, even as worked up as she was, not comfortable with the idea of a guy cumming on her.

"OK," he said. "Here I ... uuuugggghhhh."

And with a final thrust, he filled her with his hot spunk, triggering her own orgasm, squeezing her sugar walls around his cock. James pumped a few more times and then grabbed her, pulling her into a kiss with his cock still inside her. 

She noticed that she could still taste herself on his tongue and she pulled him close to kiss him deeper. 

As he pulled out of her a string of cum trailed along with his cock. He lifted her off of his desk and set her down on the floor, noticing for the first time that she was still wearing her skirt. 

"You get an A for the rest of the semester," James had joked breathlessly.

"Well, then you get T&A," Alexa remembered saying, trying to be witty, as they walked to his chair, him sitting down and her sitting in his lap, still naked save the tennis shoes and skirt.

They had sat there, cooling off for a while before collecting their clothes and calling it a night.

The two had enjoyed several trysts since then, finding a spare classroom or a motel to fuck in. It had been purely physical, although she did love him in a way. 

* * *

That is what made his appearance at the party so wonderful. And she decided she'd have to mark the occasion for him as well, allowing him to try something with her that they'd never done before. 



Sorority Party Ch. 04



Sorority Party Ch. 4: Alexa's A+

Alexa's time with James Harris had been wonderful. 

For the last half of her senior year of high school, the two had enjoyed each other's bodies and brains. She had the inside track on all of the English quizzes - not that she really needed any help there. And he had been able to mold his nubile young student into one of his favorite lovers.

It's not that he'd had a special student-teacher relationship every year he had been at Henry Williams High School, but he'd had more than a few, and Alexa was a special girl. She had been more than willing anytime he called on her. And she had always followed his lead - on all but one thing.

Their first time together had been a whirlwind, although they had both seen it coming. Alexa had ended up with her legs spread on his desk on afternoon after a mid-term grading session, her pussy stretched by his massive member and squealing with delight as be pounded into her.

Since then, he had opened all kinds of doors for her - sexually speaking. Alexa had enjoyed showering with him, as well as masturbating in front of him (something she had only done under her covers and alone in the shower) and allowing him to use a vibrator on her. 

Her first experience with exhibitionism had been under his guiding hand - wearing no panties and a short skirt, they had slipped into a noon show at a movie theater in a nearby town, sitting in the back row and trying to be quiet as their hands explored each other with people a few rows down watching a bad foreign film.

She'd lent her body to almost every experience he had asked her to, and enjoyed the exploration immensely. But she had drawn the line at anal sex. 

James was much too big. The pain of his cock in her pussy had been sharp at first. And even though it had evolved into pleasure, she had never forgotten the tearing feeling it had caused before she got used to his size.

Besides, it was just so "dirty." She had thought about it before and had been intrigued, but her ass had remained off-limits for Mr. Harris and every other man she had been with. 

But tonight was different. Tonight had already seen so many sexual firsts for her - full-on exhibitionistic sex, multiple partners, and her first lesbian experience. She decided to break down that wall tonight as well, so to speak. 

After sucking him hard again, she leaned up to him and said, "You know that lesson you always wanted to teach me? Well, tonight's the night as long as you promise to be gentle."

"I was hoping you would say that darlin'," Mr. Harris said. "I came prepared with a present." 

He stood up and walked to the front hallway to pick up his briefcase, his hard-on swaying as he walked. Opening the briefcase, he pulled out an 8-inch blue rubber dildo and a tube of Astroglide.

Alexa greeted him with a quizzical look. She liked the present, but didn't put two and two together until he said, "I know you were worried about how big I am. This will help a little."

The rubber cock was not small by any means, but it was thinner than James' rod, which was now jumping as the blood pumped into it. 

"That's kind of a relief," she said, grabbing his cock. "But you're gonna be in me before the night is through."

She reclined, spreading her legs and began to stroke her pussy, then patted it in a come to dinner signal. 

James didn't dawdle, but he soon felt a hand on his arm. And on turning around, he saw a black-haired beauty with big double-D breasts and a warm smile. He didn't know her, but she evidently knew him. 

"Excuse me, James?" she said with a tilt of the head. "But you are going to have to wait your turn. That ass is mine for now, but feel free to use me to keep that hard-on hard in me."

And with a little wink, Alexa's new sorority sister Lauren took the lube and dildo from James' hands and knelt before Alexa's waiting body. She leaned forward and kissed the redhead hard on the mouth. 

Alexa could taste another girl's pussy on Lauren's tongue and she sucked her mouth with a ferocity she hardly knew she had left. She'd wondered when she would get her turn with Lauren as she had watched her and Amber tongue-fuck each other. And now, she was going to let the onyx-haired harlot loosen her ass for its first cock. 

Lauren kissed her way to down to Alexa's pussy, spending precious little time on the redhead's swollen nipples and cum- and sweat-soaked chest. Reaching the well-used organ, she began lapping at the pink lips and bathing the shaven skin between Alexa's legs with her spit. 

"You taste even better than you look, strawberry," Lauren said, lifting her head for only a moment before returning to the task at hand. 

After making sure Alexa's love hole was nice and slick, Lauren pushed her new sorority sister's legs up and apart, giving her better access to the ass she planned on working for a while. 

James had stood there for a few minutes, watching the scene unfold before him. But now, as he saw Lauren begin to prepare Alexa, he decided he should get involved before someone else did. 

Kneeling behind Lauren, he stroked her pussy for a few seconds, and realizing it was wet and ready, put the head of his cock at the velvet curtains presenting themselves before him. 

Feeling him behind her, Lauren arched her back and pushed backward, inviting him inside. The feeling was wonderfully filling, but she was still concentrating on the view in front of her. 

Spreading Alexa's legs, she could see the virgin pucker ready for her. So, just as she had with flame-haired beauty's pussy before, she dived right in.

It was a sensation Alexa had never imagined. The wet warm skin of Lauren's tongue exploring a place she'd never believed a tongue mouth should be. And as it happened, Alexa felt Lauren's right hand reach up and begin to play with her clit again. 

Alexa held her legs up and apart to give Lauren unfettered access to her nether regions, and a cool breeze blew across the saliva-covered skin between her cheeks. Lauren's hot breath also danced around her ass, and the senior sister's fingers had found just the right spot on Alexa's pussy. 

Alexa ground her pussy against Lauren's busily-working fingers for a short time before Lauren decided to move to phase 2. Removing her mouth from below, she began licking Alexa's pussy again, sucking on the reclining girl's engorged clit as she dipped her left thumb into the folds just below. 

After working her thumb around inside Alexa for a short while, Lauren removed it and began slowly working it back and forth on the newbie's wide-open rosebud. Pushing slightly, she worked the tip in, then up to the first knuckle and finally the whole thumb, allowing it to rest inside of her conquest.

Alexa could feel her sphincter spasmodically contracting around Lauren's finger. If this was what all the fuss was about, then she didn't understand it. In fact, if it hadn't been for Lauren's mouth on her pussy, she didn't think she'd feel any pleasure at all. 

But as Lauren began rocking her thumb back and forth, Alexa began to feel something else. It started as a tingle, then became more intense as the moments passed.

Using her free hand to grab the nearby lubricant, Lauren removed her thumb and applied a dab to it before beginning to smear it on Alexa's brown round. 

Alexa jumped at the sensation of the cold liquid touching such a sensitive area. But then she realized what the feeling was and spread her cheeks as wide as she could. 

As Lauren slipped her thumb back into Alexa's rear, she felt James do the same to her. He had been inside her for a little while, guiding her with his hands on her tanned cheeks as he slipped in and out. 

And now, he applied pressure to her sphincter until the tip of his thumb passed it. Figuring she was no stranger to anal sex, he pushed it all the way in. Far from jumping, she pushed back and took it in. 

James could feel his thumb on his cock, the nubby digit providing a ridge that he felt on its head. And as he stroked in and out, he worked it around inside of her, loosening her ass as she did so. 

"Oooooh, don't tease me," Lauren growled back at James. "Fuck my ass."

He didn't have to be told twice. Pulling out, he grabbed the lube and rubbed it all over his cock, then on her asshole. His head pressed against her back door for a few seconds before he could slip in, his girth making it a tight fit. But hey, that's the point.

"Oh God, fuck" Lauren screamed. "Fuck, it's big. Oh God yeah. Oooooohhhh."

In her ecstasy, Lauren stopped paying attention to Alexa's ass - a fact noticed quickly by the redhead. Alexa moved her hand to her pussy and began stroking between the folds. And then she realized that she wanted to feel something in her ass again. 

She grabbed the blue dildo and put it in her mouth to wet it, before moving it to her spread cheeks. Unsure but anxious, she pushed it into her slowly. It was much bigger than Lauren's finger and she had just put it in. 

She began to work it in and out, feeling the slick rubber pass over excited nerve endings she never knew she had before. She'd had dildos in her, but this was different. It wasn't as pleasurable as when she had something in her pussy, but the pressure from the rubber phallus was stretching and increasing the sensations in her pussy while also delivering a jolt of its own. 

She was working the dildo with her right hand and playing with her clit with her left, when someone touched the dildo. 

"What do you think your doing with my ass," Lauren asked, but not to James. "That's my ass you're playing with."

And with that, she took control of the dildo, wresting it away from Alexa and freeing her to concentrate on her pussy - which Alexa gladly did. Working her pussy with one hand, Alexa reached up and pinched her nipples with the other.

"Oh, that feels good," Alexa heard herself saying, hardly aware she was speaking. 

The dildo was almost buried in her now, having been worked in and out of her ass for what seemed like forever. And so Lauren, having already cum once with James' help, decided Alexa was ready. 

Pulling the blue cock from Alexa's ass, she turned to James and said "Your turn." And then to Alexa, she said "turn over."

Alexa did as instructed, getting on all fours as James approached her. But before he entered her, he asked for the lube. 

"We need to make sure you are nice and ready to go," he said. 

Lauren grabbed the lube and poured some onto Lauren's ass, the cold sensation again making her jump. Then, after rubbing it in and pushing a couple of fingers inside, Lauren turned to James. 

"You too," she said, and then began stroking his cock, before pulling the mighty trunk into her mouth to wet it. "Gotta make sure you are up for the task."

"Don't worry," he said. "I've been waiting a long time for this."

And when, after a final jiggle of his balls, Lauren released him, he aimed straight for Alexa's upturned and waiting ass. Lauren moved to one side and kissed Alexa deeply.

Alexa didn't even mind that she was kissing a girl who'd just sucked a cock that had been buried in her ass only moments earlier. She was just enjoying the feeling of Lauren's tongue in her mouth, when James' cock head popped into her ass.

As with the first time she had fucked him, the pain was there. But as with that first experience, she felt something more. The idea of him being in her was driving her crazy with lust. 

The pain was only temporary she knew. And as James worked his rod in and out of her, she began to top the hill. The pain was now becoming pleasure - pleasure only intensified by her right hand on her pussy. 

Alexa worked her clit quickly with her middle and ring finger as James' pace increased. Deeper and deeper, he slid into her. And she found herself pushing back on him as he slid into her. 

She could feel him filling her and then retreating. The pressure and pain of his hard flesh piercing her would come to a sharp point, only to be replaced by the release and exhilaration of his withdrawal. 

"You feel so good," James told her. "You doing OK?"

"Uh huh," she said between clinched teeth.

"OK, then I want you to try something," he said, then pulled his cock out completely. 

Although he had been pumping in and out, he had remained inside her the whole time. Now, with his cock completely removed, she felt her sphincter spasm as it tried to close and the cold air entering her ass as it gaped open. 

"Ooooohhh fuck," she said, feeling her legs quiver. 

James stood and moved over to the couch in front of them, grabbing the lube and applying it to his cock. Then he motioned to her to join him. 

Standing on shaky legs, Alexa walked over to the couch, on which she now saw Lauren sitting, masturbating with the blue dildo. Her black hair framed a wide smile. 

"That 'a girl," she said. "He's got a great cock doesn't he?"

"Oh yeah," Alexa said, then looked at James for further instruction.

Grabbing her arm, he turned her so that she was facing away from him with his legs to either side of his. 

"Stand up on the couch," he said. "I want you to ride my cock with that beautiful ass."

Alexa understood. He wanted her to ride him "reverse cowgirl," and so she did as he asked. She stood on the couch, and then lowered on herself onto his cock.

The gape of her ass had closed, but she was still loose enough to take him in readily. And once he was inside her, she put her feet on James's legs to give herself some leverage. 

James braced her back, allowing her to raise and lower herself on his cock. The sensations were different in this position, with her in control. 

Her legs spread wide, her pussy was now exposed to the open air and a breeze blew across it. She found herself surprised that she was still so wet. She didn't remember touching her pussy for a while, but she was soaked to the point of dripping. 

Sore but exhilarated, she continued to ride James's cock. Sliding up and down on it, taking it even deeper than he had been pushing into her. 

Faster and faster, she rode him, slipping from his legs from time to time, but always concentrating on his cock. The sensation of him filling her was amazing. She only wished she didn't have to balance herself with both hands, so that she could pay some attention to her clit.

But then, as if she was reading Alexa's mind, Lauren was in front of her, licking Alexa's nipples and rubbing her clit. The feeling was exquisite, but her pussy was a moving target and hard to hit, so it was only sporadic. 

"Fuck me," Alexa told Lauren, locking eyes with her although sweat was dripping down her forehead and semi-blinding her.

Lauren knew what she meant and placed the dildo in front of her. When Alexa stopped on top of James, Lauren slowly inserted the rubber dong licking the redhead's sopping clit as she did so. 

Now, with both her pussy and ass filled, she began to ride both cocks. It was something she had never felt before, as if her body was floating in warm water. The pain was gone and only pleasure – the feeling of total control and complete satisfaction – remained in her. 

James too. The added pressure of the dildo inside her was pushing him over the edge as it was doing the same to her. It was only a few minutes before he called out to her that he was about to cum. 

Hearing this, she knew she was close too. And she increased her speed, until she felt his muscles contract inside of her, pouring hot, white cum into her ass. 

The jerking and spurting inside of her caused Alexa to cum as well. And as she sat down on his cock, Lauren removed the dildo and locked her mouth around Alexa's pussy, forcing her tongue inside and being splashed by Alexa's juices.

Breathing deeply in a state of ecstasy, Alexa fell back onto James's chest with Lauren still working her pussy as James shriveled inside her. Grabbing Lauren's face, she brought her up for a kiss and tasting her own pussy on Lauren's tongue. 

Standing, she felt the cum draining from her ass and dripping down her legs. Turning, she began sucking the cum off of James's cock, then felt Lauren behind her, burying her tongue deep into the gaping hole of her ass. 

Alexa jerked as her brown eye closed around Lauren's tongue, which was searching for every drop of cum. 

Satisfied she had done her job, Lauren bit Alexa's right butt cheek and stood up. The three of them fell into a pile on the couch, the girls kissing each other, and then kissing James's chest as they cooled down. 

Looking around, Alexa saw that people were still fucking in all corners of the room. Amber was being fucked doggy style by one black guy while she sucked off another one. And Misty was taking two guys in her pussy and one in her mouth. 

"So this is sorority life?" Alexa asked, breathing heavily as she recovered from her latest experience.

"Only if you want it darling," James said. 

"But even if you don't," Lauren said, "you can be my sister anytime."