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Doris and Lisa Ch. 01

By: highclassic



Doris and Lisa

(Fall, 1955)

Two college girls begin to forge a friendship.

After the Sorority Party Joel and his two fraternity brothers returned to Western State. Joel promised to visit his new girlfriend, Sue, and invited her up to homecoming. Lisa was left in a depressed state due to the fire at the Delta house over the weekend. Doris consoled Lisa and invited her for a visit after lunch the next day. They never got along growing up. Is it now possible for Lisa and Doris to be friends - or more?

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CHAPTER 1

As Lisa walked back to her dorm she considered whether to take Doris up on her invitation. She wasn't used to seeing Doris in a serious light, yet sensed Doris was sincere in saying they could have a discussion to sort out their feelings about the fire and what had transpired over the weekend. Or was this just another way for Doris to get Lisa into bed? No, that had been a spontaneous mutual thing a few weeks ago as they reminisced about the weekend at the beach last spring.

Lisa's roommate was not in the room when she arrived, so she sat at her desk and drummed a pencil on the desktop, daydreaming, with her mind wandering, thinking about all the girls she knew in college...

Doris and Lisa's sister, Margaret had been part of a certain group of girls. Doris had always been considered 'fast' with boys and had relished the attention. Doris was a year younger than Margaret, making her two years older than Lisa. Other girls in the group were somewhere on the dating spectrum far below Doris. All except Barbara, although she wasn't in the same league with Doris. Barbara had a younger sister, only a year older than Lisa, but worlds apart in experience. Grace was probably the closest to Doris in attracting the boy's attention...

Lisa didn't know why Betty hung with the group, as she seemed rather shy, blushing easily, although she was breathtakingly beautiful, with raven hair, a flawless complexion and two of the biggest dimples when she smiled. Boys nearly fell over themselves to sit next to her in class, but she was too shy to do anything about their attention. Marilyn was tall, although not nearly Doris' six-foot four. Maybe Marilyn was about five-nine. Marilyn's claim to fame was long auburn hair that hung down below her waist...

Mary was a strange bird. Lisa knew Mary was fast, and boys seemed to enjoy dating her for that reason, but there was something odd about the way she dressed and how she behaved around boys. Just a few weeks ago Lisa had seen Mary making out with a boy, but wouldn't let him touch her above the waist, yet she know Mary was sexually active. What was with that? It seemed that on the baseball scale guys went directly from second base to home run without touching third base, which was fine with them, she supposed...

All the girls except Grace had enrolled at Sarah Smith. Doris, Betty and Margaret had joined Delta Omega Gamma sorority, while the others had pledged Gamma Zeta. Grace had decided to get away from competing with her sister and enrolled at Western State, seven hours away. Lisa shook her head at that. She had followed her own sister to Sarah Smith, but didn't think she would join a sorority, although the events of the weekend had her reconsidering...

Lisa walked through her afternoon classes and joined her sister and the other Deltas for dinner in the cafeteria, where they ate while the fire-damaged kitchen at the house was being repaired. Lisa felt a tug of sympathy for Sue, who had lost everything in the fire. Lisa had been the one to help Sue sort through the debris and find whatever little things she could salvage, and sat next to Sue during meals.

The following day Lisa attended her morning classes and had a quick lunch at the snack bar in the student center. She was a little nervous as she wandered over to the damaged Delta house, fire blackened around the kitchen. On the second floor she ran into Margaret, who was leaving for an afternoon lab. Doris wasn't in her room yet, so Lisa went downstairs to nervously wait in the parlor, not knowing what to expect from a girl who had called her a little brat back home.

Soon a very tall girl, resembling Doris, but wearing glasses, her platinum blond hair pulled back into a tight bun and dressed very conservatively, strode through the front door. She looked at Lisa and indicated with a jerk of her head for Lisa to follow her.

With a furrowed brow Lisa followed the girl upstairs to Doris' room, and the girl unlocked the door, indicating for Lisa to follow her in.

When the door closed the glasses came off and 'sensible shoes' with clunky two-inch heels were kicked off.

"Doris?"

"No, I'm Anna. Just a sec." 

The girl took down the hair bun and shook her long white hair out as she practically ripped off the bulky sweater and conservative dark blue blouse and skirt she wore.

Stripped down to her underwear she sat heavily on the bed, running her hands over her black bra, the one Lisa remembered Doris wore the first night at the beach. "Now I'm Doris again."

"What's that all about? I've never seen you dressed like that."

"Yeah, well...I hadn't intended for you to see, but I got held up after class. I really needed to ask the professor a question, but two guys were ahead of me."

Lisa laughed "You mean you couldn't bat your eyes and get them to let you go first?"

"That's something Doris would do, but certainly not Anna."

"I don't understand. Who's Anna?"

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to promise that what I say does not leave this room. I mean it."

"Sure, I promise. What can be such a secret?"

Doris sighed. "I know everyone thinks of me as something of a sexpot. Well, they are right, I am. As you know, I really like sex, and have ever since I discovered how my body could feel when I touched it certain ways. It wasn't long before I discovered that it felt even better if others, especially boys, touched me in those ways. That eventually led to sex. I'm not ashamed of it. It's just the way I am."

"I think I know that already. You confessed all at the beach."

"But here is something I didn't tell. You may know that my dad is an engineer, a mechanical engineer. My older brother, Dan, was interested in what dad did. It appears that during the war dad had worked for an aeronautical design firm designing aircraft control systems. Dan was really interested in that. As Dan and dad talked I got interested, too. Dan and I would build something with wheels in the garage, and Dad helped us figure out how to control the vehicle. We could steer, and even had brakes. Dan and I had a blast. It was when I was about nine or ten that I decided that I would be an engineer, too. You know my sister Rhonda was a 'surprise' and is only eight. She isn't interested in that stuff like Dan and I are, and is the perfect representation of a little brat pest, like I used to think of you."

"Wait. You? An engineer?"

"See? That's the way I like to keep it. Boys don't look at smart girls the same way they look at sexy ones. I want the sexual attention, so I keep my ambitions to myself. When I came to Sarah Smith I also enrolled for classes at Johnston Smith, across town."

"But...isn't that mostly boys?"

"About 85 percent. That's the problem. I've dated a lot of guys at Johnston Smith. I couldn't have them see me going to engineering classes. So, I have made it a point to speak to each professor before the term begins. You see, my full name is Doris Anna Stewart. Everyone here knows me as Doris, but at Johnston Smith I am known as Anna."

"But you are so tall and distinctive. How could you possible fool everyone?"

"The professors don't care. I talk to them before classes start and let them know the name I prefer to be called by. I'm Anna to them. Now to fool the guys I had to develop another persona. Hence the Anna you just saw. I even wear some ridiculous heels to make myself even taller. With the glasses and some put-on mannerisms I have pulled it off for over two years."

"Mannerisms?"

"The anti-Doris. At Johnston Smith I act shy, especially around boys, and carry my books clutched to my chest, with my slide rule on top of the stack."

"Is that what you had? I thought it was some sort of sword or something."

Doris laughed. "An honest to God slide rule. And I can use it, too."

"What on earth classes do you take there?"

"Basic engineering. Intro electrical engineering, intro chem engineering, intro mechanical. And all the associated physics and math. I'm thinking I'll eventually settle into civil engineering. That interests me most. I like building things. We'll see after I take surveying in the spring semester."

Lisa's mouth gaped open. "How do you manage?"

"I do stay busy. You don't see me around a lot during the day, do you? I coordinate my schedules so I can be on one campus in the morning and the other in the afternoon. I like to take those hard classes in the morning."

Lisa shook her head in disbelief. 

"I'm doing a double major. Engineering at Johnston Smith and history at Sarah Smith. History and engineering really do go together. There are a number of classes like lit, econ, the freshman writing class and such that are common to both, so they count at both places. Some of the math, physics and chemistry classes over there counted here as well."

"I don't believe this. You're snowing me because I'm gullible."

Doris motioned for Lisa to follow her across the room, where she opened one of her books. Lisa scrunched up her face as she tried to make sense out of what she was seeing. "What are those squiggles?"

"Partial differential equations. This is a fluid mechanics book."

"What does a whole differential equation look like, it this is only part of one?"

Doris laughed and flipped to an earlier chapter. "Here."

"Doesn't look a whole lot different. Some of the squiggles are not so squiggly. I recognize some Greek letters from what I see at the sororities and fraternities. This looks hard. How are you doing in these classes?"

Doris snickered. "The guys don't think a girl belongs in these classes, so I let them have their fantasy. Last Friday we got a test back. Professor Miller gives the papers back by placing them face down on our desks. There is a real obnoxious guy who sits next to me. 'Wha'd ya get?' he asked. I carefully turned up the corner of the paper so he couldn't see. 'I see a seven.' 'Ha, you got a C. I got an 85.' I just shrugged and didn't tell him my other number was a nine. I got a 97!" Doris laughed at the memory. "He would have been crushed if he knew that a girl got a higher grade than him."

"I can't even think of taking classes like that, much less get good grades."

"Actually, I'm doing better there than here. I have a 3.6 there but only carry a 3.2 here. Go figure."

Lisa went back and sat cross legged on the bed while Doris flopped back against the wall with her long legs sticking over the side of the bed.

"But you are so distinctive - your height and hair and all."

Doris laughed. "I tell them I'm Doris' sister and we have to share the car. I couldn't explain two red MGs. I make myself look just different enough that they believe me. Besides, what would Doris be doing in a solid mechanics class?"

"There aren't very many girls over there, are there?"

Doris shook her head and smiled. "I tell you, Doris drools at all the hunky guys, but Anna has to play it like the shy virgin."

"Then you come back here and change, like Clark Kent."

"Yes! I love the analogy! 'Faster than a speeding ejaculation! More powerful than an orgasm! Able to leap onto long cocks in a single bound! Look in the bed - it's a hussy...it's a nympho...it's Super Doris!'"

Lisa blushed at the words tumbling out of Doris' mouth. Nice girls didn't talk like Doris did. At last she stammered out "Are any of the other girls friendly? I mean, it seems like you all would tend to stick together. I think it would be hard with so few other girls around."

Doris snorted. "Hmpf. Friendly. I'll say. But not in a way to my liking. One girl, Patricia, invited me to her room for a study session. Turns out she wanted to study more than calculus. She is a shrinking violet in class, easily intimidated by the boys, but once we got in her room everything changed."

Doris sat up and folded her legs up under her and leaned slightly toward Lisa, lowering her voice. "Look, Lisa. I know you think I may have lesbian tendencies, but I assure you I'm not one. When we settled in, Pat suggested we take off some clothes and get comfortable. You know I'm usually all for that - I mean look at me now. But she took on a whole different personality. She was very much a dominant lesbo looking for a submissive. Well, I figured, sex is sex, right? She had me touching her in erotic ways, which, again, I'm not averse to do, as long as I get mine, too. Well she gets all worked up and the next thing she brings out this strap-on for me to wear."

At Lisa's quizzical look Doris explained "It's like a cock on a belt. Well, she had me 'service' her with it until she orgasmed and then it was over. Nothing for me." She sighed. "But enough about me. We came here to talk about the fire and all. Are you still upset over it? I know it has affected me."

"Yeah. I think about that I may have been partially responsible by rejecting 

Butch. I see Sue in the cafeteria and sometimes I want to just burst out in tears that she lost so much. Every time I come to the house to see Margaret I smell fire. Even in here I smell it a little. I wish there was something I could do."

Doris reached over and pulled Lisa into an embrace, then sat back and fixed her with a serious look. "You have helped a lot. Margaret knows it, and it has helped her to see you've grown up. I always remember you as the little brat sister, but I see it too. Maybe it started at the beach when I heard your screaming orgasm with Richard, but I have watched you mature this fall. Yes, we did something physical a few weeks ago, but this is different. While you still look the part of the little sister..."

"Hey! I don't know if I'll ever grow any more than my five-one and a half!"

"...that works against you. Yet you have shown an emotional maturity. I was serious yesterday when I said you should pledge a sorority. If not this one, then the Gammas or another one. You have shown the true spirit of sisterhood without even being asked." She paused thoughtfully before continuing. "You know you can come here any time you need support of any kind."

Lisa's head swam with all she had taken in, but remembered her previous visit with Doris, how they each had felt something extraordinary the last time they had been in this room together.

Doris reached out a hand and rested it gently on Lisa's knee. "I didn't care for my experience with Patricia. At the risk of sounding too forward I'll tell you that I much prefer the feeling I had when you touched me. You have very soft hands." She looked Lisa in the eye and added "and I know how responsive your body is. You can't hide it."

Lisa looked away and her heart started to pound.

Doris continued "I'm not asking you to do anything or be anyone other than who you are. I have begun to like you as a friend, wherever that goes. If you need someone to talk to, I'm here. If you need more of a physical type comforting, I'm your gal."

Doris became very quiet, and Lisa looked into the pale blue eyes of the tall girl sitting across from her, knee to knee. Nothing was said for a few moments. Lisa felt she did need something from Doris, but wasn't sure exactly what it was. When Doris' withdrew her hand from Lisa's knee with a gentle caress, Lisa suddenly knew what she wanted. She wanted something to wash away the images of horror and destruction swimming around in her head. Something to make her think of something else other than the smell of fire pervading the house.

Doris was right when she had said the last time they were together here that sometimes girls just knew what girls needed. Without looking down, Lisa slowly unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off. Doris remained passive as Lisa stood and removed her skirt and panties, then got back on the bed in her former position. She swallowed hard and said in a hoarse whisper "this is what I think I want right now."

Doris edged closer to Lisa, stretching out her long legs on either side of the small girl. One hand stroked Lisa's hair and the other caressed a breast through Lisa's bra. Lisa closed her eyes and Doris said "You kept this on because you remember how much l like this little piece of cloth. I'm sorry that Anna wears a more traditional underwire one."

Lisa reached around Doris and unclasped the lacy black bra. As it fell from Doris' shoulders Lisa ran her fingertips over the newly exposed nipples, teasing them until they hardened. Doris closed her eyes and murmured "Oh yes, you do have soft, gentle hands."

Lisa pulled on the waistband of Doris' underwear and Doris lifted her hips so they would slide off, then fell backwards with her legs in the air for Lisa to remove them completely. As Doris sat back upright Lisa reached over and ran her fingers through the glistening pale blond thatch, and Doris reciprocated in Lisa's red bush.

Doris gently laid Lisa back on the bed and stretched out beside her. Lips found Lisa's mouth, cheek, eyes, ears, throat and neck. Lisa in turn kneaded a breast gently and continued to use her thumb on a nipple. "I heard Richard say you have soft breasts. 'Soft as pillows' as I remember it. They are so soft, and such a pleasure to touch." Doris sighed, and Lisa lowered her head to capture a nipple between her lips and suck on it. "God that feels so good, Lisa. Not aggressive. So soft. So gentle. I think I need this as much as you do."

Lisa's fingers played over the alabaster skin of Doris' abdomen, teasing her navel on their way south. Doris arched her back when Lisa found the hidden seat of her pleasure and gently coaxed it out.

Meanwhile, Doris was active also. She removed Lisa's bra and expert fingers caressed each of Lisa's small conical breasts. Each breast found its way into Doris' mouth for the puffy nipples to be stroked and massaged by a strong tongue. Fingers ran up and down Lisa's thighs, finally tracing the crease where her legs and body met. Lisa squirmed to direct Doris to more intimate contact, but Doris knew what she was doing. She took her time before running a finger up and down the outer lips and finally working its way between the sopping labia.

Lisa remembered how Doris had taught her how to enter the vagina with two fingers and curl them. With a thumb on Doris' swollen clit, Lisa worked fingers in and out, curving and straightening, deep and shallow. Doris began to buck against Lisa and pulled her head and mouth tight against a breast as she climaxed, soaking Lisa's hand and squeezing her fingers with surprisingly strong contractions. 

Doris fell back, panting for a moment before renewing her ministrations to Lisa. Her lips and kisses gradually trailed down Lisa's body, following the path fingers had taken earlier. Just before she took the labia into her mouth she said "Last time I found you to be a. incredibly tight virgin. It will be hard for you the first time, so I'm going to 'loosen you up' a little. Don't be startled. This will make it easier for you with your first guy."

Lisa had no idea what Doris was talking about, but was in no mood to argue about anything. Her body felt like a musical instrument in the hands of a master. Waves of pleasure swept over her as Doris worked her tongue on Lisa's clit and labia, each wave more intense than the one before. She did tense momentarily as she felt a finger slowly working its way into her vagina. There was a sudden, but not very intense, discomfort before Lisa was lost, completely lost. White light flashed across her eyes and she tensed as she became lost found herself floating in space, eventually coming back to earth and laying limp on the bed.


Doris and Lisa Ch. 02



Doris and Lisa

(Fall, 1955)

Doris and Lisa are becoming friends, with Doris introducing Lisa to the finer points of sex. Yet, Margaret has been under so much stress that she needs some 'comforting', also. Then Doris gets an idea...

CHAPTER 2

Margaret, shoulders slumped, let herself be led into her room.

"Here, Mags. Sit down on the bed."

Margaret sat heavily and Doris sat beside her. After stroking Margaret's curly red hair for a few moments she whispered "Let's get you comfortable," and began to unbutton Margaret's blouse.

Margaret turned to Doris with angry eyes. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing? I'm not one of your 'toys'"

Doris put her hands on Margaret's shoulders. "We've known each other since junior high. Is that what you think of me, that I'd take advantage of you for cheap sex? Trust me, Mags, trust me. I promise you won't regret it."

Margaret sighed and looked down at the floor. "I trust you, I guess."

"No guess! Do you or don't you?"

"Yeah. I trust you."

"Okay. Let's get these clothes off."

Doris finished removing Margaret's blouse and bra, and indicated for Margaret to stand for skirt and panty removal.

"Now lie down."

Margaret curled up, facing the wall.

"Perfect. Now just a sec, I'm going to join you."

In moments Doris had stripped and curled up against Margaret, in a 'spoon', her front against Margaret's back, with one arm draped over Margaret and the other stroking her hair. "Just relax, Mags. Let it out. Let it all out."

Margaret's eyes filled and her shoulders shook with sobs. "It's been so hard..."

"Shh. I know. You feel you are carrying the weight of the world. Right now let someone else carry it. Let go of the tension."

In a few minutes the tears stopped and Margaret began to drift off into sleep, interrupted by a soft knock on the door. Doris called over her shoulder "It's open."

Lisa came in and stared, dumbfounded. "Uh...I...I...left in a hurry and left my purse in your room. I was hoping you'd be in here, but never expected..."

Doris raised her head and spoke softly. "My keys are over on the desk."

Lisa took the keys, retrieved her purse and brought the keys back, laying them gently on the desk, and tiptoeing out.

Doris and Margaret stayed in the same position for about an hour. At last Margaret stirred and Doris got up. Margaret sat up on the bed and looked at Doris. "I don't know why I keep saying it, but you continually amaze me. I feel so much better. I'm sorry I doubted you."

"You just needed a little warmth, without the interference of cloth or lace."

When the two of them were dressed Doris wrapped Margaret in an embrace. "Any time you need something, good old Doris is available."

At dinner in the cafeteria Sue was excited, and enthused to Lisa "I got a letter from Joel! He really is coming back for a visit! These next two weeks are going to drag by."

Lisa smiled at her other new friend. "I never would have guessed Joel could be so..."

"Romantic?"

"Yeah. His fraternity brother tried to tell us Joel was a good guy who just had an off-putting approach to girls. I guess Richard was right. You are so lucky to have found somebody to fall in love with."

"He doesn't say if he's bringing any of the others with him. I hope he does, so maybe you can find someone, too."

"Doris tells me that I just have to be patient, that love will come someday."

After taking her tray to the collection window Lisa said goodbye to Sue and went to where Margaret, Doris and Betty remained sitting at a table. She stood behind Margaret and put her hands on Margaret's shoulders, rubbing gently. Margaret turned and scowled. "Okay, say it. Just get it out."

"What?"

"Throwing back in my face that Doris is corrupting me, just like I said to you. I know you came into the room and saw us."

Lisa shook her head. "No. I know Doris was just helping you in a way only she can. You do look much better than you did earlier this afternoon, more relaxed. Doris, I don't know how you do it, how you know just the right thing to do."

Doris laughed "It's a gift."

Margaret stared at her sister. "I can't believe you don't have some sort of smart remark."

"I just have respect for what Doris can do. Sis, all week you have looked like a wagon train has run over you. It's good to have you back, and I think you're ready to tackle whatever needs to be done to fix the house."

"You know, Lisa, I do believe you are growing up. Thank you. And thank you for your continued help this week. I know you have done much more than I am aware of."

Lisa bent down and kissed her sister on the top of the head and left the cafeteria, and Margaret watched her go."

"Bravo, Mags. You took her compliment well, and it is true. She's grown up a lot right before our eyes. She just needs a little more confidence."

The next day Doris had a brainstorm and barged into Betty's room. "Hey, Betts! I just had the greatest idea!"

"Uh oh. Maybe I'd better be sitting down."

"Here's how I see things. Lisa is rather naïve and lacks confidence. You have the good looks to have your pick of guys but are shy and lack confidence also, especially because of your particular...attribute."

Betty blushed. "I'm not sure where you are going with this, but already I think I don't like it."

"Just hear me out. Remember how at the beach you were so self-conscious about your thing, but Richard made you feel good about it? How I said I'd love to play with it sometime? Remember how we reminisced in the shower and you felt like you did at the beach? How good it felt with Frank at our picnic?" 

"I definitely don't like where this is going."

"What if you and Lisa got together, say in the shower and...?"

"What!?"

"Just think it over, that's all I ask. Maybe you could feel better about your anatomy and help Lisa gain some confidence."

"I don't see how..."

"If Lisa just 'happened' to find you in the shower and thought you needed something, maybe she could do it and gain some confidence in her abilities, and you could see yet again that your love button is nothing to be ashamed of."

Betty turned an even deeper crimson. "What? With a girl?"

"Why not? The touches are the same. Didn't our encounter in the shower really remind you of Richard?" Betty nodded hesitantly.

"Did you even think about the fact it was me in there?" Betty shook her head.

"Betts, other than at the picnic have you even had a date this semester?"

"Well, I've been busy."

"Bullshit. You are still afraid for anyone to see or touch you in an excited state, aren't you?"

"Well, maybe a little. I've had some bad experiences."

"There you go. The more good experiences you have the easier it will be for you."

"But, Lisa is..."

"...someone who is a sorority sister in every way except for the formality. Hasn't she acted like she belongs? Don't think of her as Mags' little sister or the little kid we remember from school. She's not, not anymore. She's grown up."

Betty stared at Doris with a terrified look. Doris put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm not saying do it right now. Take your time. Think about it."

"If it's such a good idea why don't you do it?"

"Because I'm Doris and I'm easy, remember? Nobody would gain much confidence from me because I'd be responsive to anything. There's no challenge."

"But, it would be wrong!"

"Why?"

"Because girls aren't supposed to...you know."

"Still hung up on that? Come on, Betts. This is the 1950's for heaven's sake. Get rid of those old-fashioned ideas. You joined in on the skinny dip at the picnic didn't you? That was a new thing for you to do, and lightning didn't strike you down. This would just be another new thing, one where you would help a friend as well as yourself."

After a silence Doris rose to leave the room and called back over her shoulder "No rush. It's just an idea. I think it could help you both."

The following weekend Doris invited Lisa to play tennis. After a vigorous set they were both sweaty and Doris invited Lisa back to the house to shower and change. While Lisa entered Doris' room Doris softly knocked on Betty's door. When Betty opened the door Doris whispered "Now would be a good time."

Doris went back to her own room and kept Lisa busy for a few minutes by showing her some more 'Anna' stuff.

"What say we go hit the showers?"

"Okay. I'm glad I took you up on your suggestion of bringing a change of clothes with me."

"I usually leave my clothes here and dash to the shower with a towel. I wrap my hair in it to come back here."

"That's not how I do it in the dorm, but I'll try it your way."

Doris was secretly pleased to hear water running in one of the showers. "Yoo hoo! Who's here?"

"It's me, Betty."

"Listen Betty, Lisa and I are sweaty from a hot game of tennis, where I kicked her ass by the way, and need to shower right away. Would you mind if Lisa shares yours? I tend to take up a lot of room with my long legs and all."

"Uh, okay I guess."

Doris whispered in Lisa's ear "You're in luck. I think you can help Betty out with something while you're in there."

"What?" Lisa whispered back.

"You see, she has a particular physical...attribute, and is self-conscious about it. Even I didn't know about it until the beach weekend."

Lisa gave her a questioning look as she unwrapped the towel she had worn.

"You see, when she gets...aroused...her 'love button' gets very big. Very, very big. She is afraid for anyone to see it because she has been teased about it. If you could maybe offer to wash her or something it might appear. You could do or say something to make her feel better about it."

"Like what?"

"I don't know. You sure learned how to arouse me. Use your newfound skills."

"What if she goes all bonkers or something? She is really shy."

"Just try it. I'll be in the other shower stall and can rescue you if need be. Are you willing to give it a shot? She really needs some help, and it can't be from me. I can explain that later."

Lisa took a deep breath. "Well, okay. But it will feel weird," and stepped into the shower with Betty.

"Hey, Betty. I never thought we would be this close."

"Me neither. There's not much room in here."

"Yeah. Hey, maybe we can help each other out. It might be easier for us to wash each other rather than have our elbows and knees colliding."

"You want to wash or be washed first."

"Do me first." Lisa laughed "I hear you have some experience from the beach, with Richard."

Betty blushed. "Well, that was different. That was the point of the weekend."

Betty soaped up and washed Lisa's back and the backs of her legs, then reached around to the front, concentrating on the abdomen before slowly moving up to her breasts.

"You know what, Betty? I get teased because my chest is so small. It took Richard to make me realize I shouldn't be so sensitive about it. Your soapy hands feel really good."

Betty said nothing as Lisa turned around for Betty to wash lower. "I've never showered like this before, Betty. It feels...good somehow. You know, I'm not one of 'those' girls, and I know you're not either, but your touch is...arousing. Boys think my chest is so small, but they don't realize how sensitive I am there. I touch them myself sometimes, but you are so much better. Thanks for not being too rough on me. I know you are finished with me, but could you do my chest and down below one more time? If you don't want to it's okay."

Betty's hands caressed Lisa's breasts and Lisa closed her eyes. When Betty stroked Lisa's labia, she sighed.

Finally Lisa said "Mmmm. That felt good. Thanks. It's not something I expected. Now it's my turn to do you. I like how you started with my back, so turn around."

Lisa followed the same procedure with Betty, but took her time with the breasts. "Gosh, Betty. You are so pretty and have a nice chest, bigger and more shapely than mine."

Betty swallowed hard as she felt herself getting aroused by Lisa's touch, and wondered if Doris had taught her. When Betty turned around Lisa could see something just beginning to peek out of its hiding place. When Lisa washed there they both gasped, but for different reasons. Lisa stopped washing momentarily to observe it. "Wow, Betty. That is pretty spectacular. I am so jealous!"

"You wouldn't think it was so spectacular if you had one."

"Oh, but I would! Can I touch it, I mean besides washing? I want to know what it feels like. Please?"

"Well, okay. Just a touch."

Lisa ran a finger along the length of the protruding clit, now extended to its full length, almost like a small penis. "Oh, boy! I can't see how you couldn't like this!"

"Uh, Lisa? I am getting very aroused. If you keep that up I'm going to..."

"Really? Just from touching it? I don't have to touch anything else on you, like your chest or anything? I need for it all to be touched."

Lisa continued her caresses. Sometimes she stroked the length of it, sometimes just the tip, and sometimes pressed her hand on it and rubbed in circles. Betty began to move her hips against Lisa's hand and, with a shudder, threw her head back and moaned while she using a hand to cover Lisa's and press it hard into her clit.

Betty finally stood with her back to the shower wall and her hands pressed flat against the wall, gasping for breath.

"Golly, Betty. I didn't mean for all that to happen. I'm sorry, it was just so fascinating."

Betty regained her breath and turned the water off. "It's okay. I wasn't expecting it either."

The two girls stepped out of the shower and found the other shower vacant. Doris had already finished. When they had dried off they hurried back to the rooms. Lisa was dismayed to find Doris' door locked, but her clothes had been placed at Betty's door with a note attached: 'Had to go somewhere. You can change in Betty's room.'

In Betty's room Lisa was offered the dressing table usually used by Betty's roommate. "She's gone for the weekend."

Lisa paused from combing her hair. "Do boys really tease you about that?"

"Yeah."

"Maybe you could use it to advantage."

"What do you mean?"

"Well...I was just thinking how much boys like to be rubbed...down there. Maybe you could use your special thing to rub them. Then they wouldn't have to handle it unless you wanted them to. It would be exciting for you, too."

"I don't understand. How would that work?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't thought it through. Wait! I have an idea! How about practicing?"

"Practicing?"

"On me. You know I'm not afraid of it, so you could just sort of experiment."

Betty stood speechless, unsure of what to do.

"Here, Betty. I'll just lie on the bed and you can try something."

"I...I...don't know what to do. It seems wrong."

"The girl thing? Maybe you can close your eyes and pretend I'm a boy. It's just an idea. I think you'll like it. Look, you're aroused already, so we don't have to fool around or anything. Just go ahead and do it. I'll close my eyes, too, so you won't think I'm watching you."

Betty reluctantly straddled Lisa's knees and studied the situation. She shifted so that when she lowered her body her elongated clit came in contact with Lisa, and began a hip action to rub herself on Lisa.

"This isn't going to work, Lisa. Rubbing on hair isn't the same as rubbing on skin, it's kinda rough. Maybe on a boy it would be better."

"Ooh, Ooh! Let me try something. I think we can remedy that."

Lisa raised her legs and spread her knees wide apart. "Try it now. I'll help out."

When Betty knelt between Lisa's legs and lowered herself again such that her clit came in contact with Lisa's labia. Lisa reached down and spread her labia so Betty's clit slid in between them. When Betty resumed her hip action Lisa rotated her hips up also until Betty's clit rubbed against her own.

"Oh, my, Betty! That is so nice and soft. Much better than touching with a finger. I think it's working!"

Betty concentrated on her motions, also amazed at the warmth and softness. Lisa became wetter and wetter, making the sensations even more intense. Betty felt her own wetness begin to drip onto Lisa. Lisa couldn't help herself from fondling the breasts swaying right in front of her face.

With a loud moan Lisa climaxed and threw her legs around Betty to hold her on top. Betty pressed down hard to create even more pressure and soon followed with her own climax. Lisa relaxed her legs, but Betty remained collapsed on top of her.

At last Betty rolled off and the two girls lay side-by-side, recovering.

"You were right, Lisa. That was fabulous. I had no idea I could..."

Lisa propped up on an elbow. "I had no idea it would be like that for me, too. I've had guys feel me down there, but this was different. Um, sorry about reaching up and feeling your chest. It was just a reaction. I wasn't thinking."

"I wasn't thinking, either. It was like...well, realistic in a sense, because that is what a guy would do."

"You liked it? Gosh, that gives me confidence to try some things with guys. I don't want to lose my virginity to just anyone but if I can satisfy a guy he might not be too upset."

Betty laughed. "Trust me. If you touch them and let them touch you like that I think it will make them happy. You just have to watch out for guys like Butch."

Lisa turned serious. "I've learned my lesson there. I'm going to stick with guys like Richard or Frank. I just hope I can find someone like that here. It's a long way up to Western State."

Betty reached out to touch Lisa's breasts. "Sorry, Lisa. I'm not...well...trying to excite you. It's just...well, Doris has been raving about your breasts since last spring. I just wanted to see what she found so attractive. The shape is interesting, and you do sort of twitch when I touch them, so I'll stop. I think I see what Doris means."

The girls got dressed and Betty put her hand on Lisa's shoulder. "Um, Lisa? Could we kinda keep this to ourselves?"

"I'm not going to be spreading rumors about us. It was great, though. Thanks."

"No, thank you."

A few days later Sue met Lisa after class. "I'm so excited! Joel is coming tomorrow! I don't want to eat lunch in the cafeteria. Why don't we go to the diner downtown?"

The two girls strolled down the main street toward the diner, Sue laughing and occasionally skipping. 

At the corner where the diner was located they saw three guys confronting 'Anna'. As the girls approached they could hear the boys teasing that she was really Doris. Lisa quickly walked up to the group. "Anna! I haven't seen you in forever! What have you been up to?"

One boy turned to Lisa and Sue. "You know her?"

"Sure. I went to high school with Anna and her sister Doris. Doris is in your sorority, isn't she, Sue?"

"Uh huh."

"I've just started school at Sarah Smith and didn't know I'd ever run into you, Anna, going to school across town and all."

'Anna' had been standing with her books clutched to her chest, occasionally using an index finger to push the bridge of her glasses further up her nose. She weakly waved a hand toward Lisa. "Hi, Lisa."

"Hey, Anna, Sue and I were just going into the diner. Want to come?"

"I can't. Doris is expecting the car back."

"Maybe another time."

"Uh, okay. I've got to go now."

'Anna' walked around to the driver's side of the car, bumping into the fender as she went. "Oh, sorry," she mumbled.

Upon opening the door her books slipped out of her hands and scattered across the driver's seat and the passenger side. "Sorry." She carefully piled the books on the passenger seat and awkwardly pulled her legs into the car, barely getting them under the steering wheel. She started the car and ground the gears as she shifted into first gear, then took off, with the car bucking until she needed to shift into second, and the gears ground again.




Doris and Lisa Ch. 02



One of the boys said "I would have sworn that was Doris putting us on."

Another shook his head. "But what would Doris be doing in engineering classes?"

Lisa put her hands on her hips. "You really think that was Doris? You aren't very observant. While they are twins, they are nothing alike. They may have the same hair, but Anna is a good two inches taller than Doris. You saw! She could hardly fit into that little car! And if you looked closely you would see their noses are different, as is the shape of their mouths. That's how I could always tell them apart. Well, the glasses, too. Of course, their personalities are quite different. I'd say they are more different than my sister, Margaret and I."

One of the boys looked Lisa up and down. "That wouldn't be Margaret over at the Delta house, would it? You've got the same hair and eyes."

"One and the same. I may be a lot shorter than Margaret and she has the freckles, but I think we're actually quite alike in a lot of ways. We both tend to speak our minds. So, I'm going to say to you that you should be ashamed at harassing poor Anna."

The tallest of the boys said "I was just going to ask her for a date."

Lisa laughed. "Good luck with that. In high school she never went out much. I think you'd be disappointed with her. I don't think she has even gone to second base with a guy."

"Hmm. Girls, maybe?"

"I doubt it. Anna just isn't very social."

A boy with a duck-tail haircut said "I've seen her hanging around with Patricia, the girl in out dynamics class. I know a girl who knows a girl who knows Patricia, and she says that Patricia only likes girls, if you know what I mean."

Lisa pursed her lips. "I don't think Anna likes girls any more than boys."

One boy, sporting a flattop haircut said to Lisa. "So you're Margaret's little sister."

"Watch it with that 'little', bub!"

The boy laughed and rubbed his cheek as he said 'Oh, yeah. You're definitely related to Margaret. I hope you don't have her temper."

"Maybe I do, and maybe I don't. You may not want to find out."

"At the risk of incurring Margaret's wrath, I think I'd like to take you to a movie."

"I'll think about it. Call me tomorrow. I'm in the freshman dorm."

The boys sauntered off and Lisa blew out a hard breath. "How'd I do? Do you think they bought it that Anna is not Doris?"

"Totally! You were magnificent! I've only seen the Anna persona a few times, but I think you were very convincing. Let's go inside and get some lunch."

After dinner that evening Doris indicated for Lisa to come with her. In her room Doris said "Thanks for your help. Paul was getting suspicious."

Lisa laughed. "By the time we left I had them convinced that Anna is several inches taller than Doris and that anyone could see they had different noses and shape to their mouth. You put the icing on the cake stumbling into the car and grinding gears. How were you able to make it look like you could hardly fit in the car?"

Doris smiled. "When I'm Anna I just move the driver's seat forward a notch. That makes it very cramped. I hate to grind the gears and make the car buck like that. It's hard on the clutch and transmission."

Lisa plopped down in a chair. "One of those boys said he wanted to take me to the movies."

"Which one?"

"The quiet one with the flat top haircut. I told him to call me tomorrow. I wanted to see if you know anything about him."

"That was Ricky. He's a good guy. I think he could be a good date for you. Now, the talkative one, Paul, is more like Butch. So is his sidekick Bruce. I didn't have a particularly good time with either of them, but Ricky is a real gentleman. He's not very imaginative, but is a quick learner. I don't know why he hangs around with the other two."

When Ricky called Lisa was ready with her affirmative answer. 

He drove up to her dorm in a late model Ford sedan, and even got out to open the door for her. As they started off he said "How about we stop at Shoney's for a hamburger and shake?"

Parked under the roof of the drive-in, they ate as they watched the car-hops balance trays while maneuvering between vehicles. When they finished Ricky offered "There's a good movie at the drive in. How does that sound?"

"Fine with me."

They parked on one of the back rows and hooked the speaker onto the driver's side window. Lisa knew from her discussion with Doris that Ricky could use some direction, and as the short film came on she filled him in.

"Ricky, There's something we need to get straight before the night progresses further. I know the drive-in is sort of romantic, so I'm going to lay out the ground rules."

Ricky got a puzzled expression on his face. "Uh oh."

"Oh, it's not as bad as all that! Relax. Here's how it works with me."

Ricky interrupted "You ARE related to Margaret!" and gave a little nervous laugh.

"This is something I learned last spring from a guy up at Western State. I have two rules, and if you can't live with them then the evening is going to be a complete bust. If you can, there is the potential for a very good time for both of us."

"Shoot. I'm ready. Lay them on me."

"Rule number one is that negative words like 'no', 'stop', and 'don't' really mean that. Rule number two is that neither of us has to do anything that makes us uncomfortable. Those are the ground rules, but they leave a lot of room to operate. Agree?"

Ricky thought for a moment and nodded his head.

"Ricky, I'm not singling you out, and the rules have nothing to do with you. As I said, I learned them last spring and had a VERY good weekend with a guy. You should know that he invoked rule number two himself several times. It made me mad at the time, but I saw the wisdom by the end of the weekend. I'm glad it happened as it did."

When they looked up discovered they had talked all through the short film and the feature was about to start.

During the movie Ricky slid over closer to Lisa and his arm gradually found its way around her shoulders. After a particularly romantic scene he leaned over and tentatively kissed her, pleased that she kissed him back.

After the movie he asked "want to go somewhere and talk some more?"

"I'd like that."

He drove to a somewhat secluded parking lot where a couple of other vehicles were scattered about.

Kisses gradually turned into caresses and Lisa rested a hand on his chest. She could feel him shake a bit when he tentatively touched a breast through her clothes. When she shifted position he took his hand away. She leaned over for another kiss and he put his arms around her. Lisa took the opportunity to unbutton her shirt.

Ricky swallowed hard while he reached to caress her bra-clad breast.

"Mmm. I like that." She then lifted her bra, exposing both breasts.

Ricky didn't need another invitation, and began to knead a breast. She whispered in his ear "Not so rough. I'm very sensitive. Use your thumb."

His gentler handling and use of his thumb across a puffy nipple yielded a contented sigh. She removed his tie and partially unbuttoned his shirt so she could run her fingers over his chest. Eventually she held his face in her hands and lowered his head to her chest. His lips and tongue took over for his fingers, and he periodically sucked on a puffy nipple, causing her to arch her back.

Encouraged by her responses he slowly slid a hand up her leg under her skirt, caressing her thigh. Upon reaching her underwear he hesitated before playing his fingers over the fabric, exploring the folds beneath. Her response was to unfasten his belt and lower his zipper. Excitedly he grasped her underwear to pull it down.

"No, Ricky. The clothes stay on. Yours, too. Rule number two. I'm just making you a little more comfortable."

Confused, he stopped his touching. "Go ahead, Ricky. Just because I won't take them off doesn't mean you can't reach under."

Quickly he thrust his hand into her dripping vulva and immediately began to work a finger into her vagina. "No, no, no. I'm saving that for some future time. Rub a little higher."

His fingers massaged her labia as he worked his way up toward her clit. "Yes! Right there!"

Ricky had never encountered a girl who gave directions like Lisa. Well, maybe Doris, but Lisa was a close second.

She found him through his underwear and was pleased with his reaction. When she reached inside her fingers went for his testicles, holding them gently and lifting them. "Do you like that?"

"Uh huh. God, don't squeeze, though."

"I know better than that. We need to get you some relief. I don't want you to get 'blue balls'"

"You know about that?"

"I had a good teacher. Now let's see what else we can find to do down here. You keep up what you're doing. I really like it when you kiss my chest."

Ricky's head immediately went back to suckle on a breast while he somewhat clumsily worked on her clit. She moved her hand inside his underwear to wrap her fist around his hardness, and used her fingers to massage the tip, periodically grasping the whole thing and pumping it. It didn't take long for him to unleash a torrent into her hand and his underwear. He eventually leaned back against the seat, panting.

"Hey, pardner. You're not finished with me, are you?"

While Ricky wanted to bask in his feelings, he resumed using lips and tongue on a breast and massaging her clit. She took a few minutes to climax. He was surprised at how she shuddered and how much wetter his hand became. She slapped a hand over his to hold him still so she could grind her clit against it, and held his head so his mouth remained attached to a breast. When she was finished she released him, and they kissed as they recovered.

She looked at her watch. "Oh, gosh! It's twenty to twelve! I've got to be back at the dorm by twelve! How long will it take us to get back?"

"No more than fifteen minutes. I know a route where we don't have to go through town and get all those traffic lights."

She pulled her bra back down over her breasts and said "Just drive. I'll help you get put back together."

While Ricky drove she zipped his pants and fastened them, then buckled his belt. At the various stop signs along the way they managed to button their shirts.

At three minutes to twelve Ricky pulled up to her dorm and she kissed him before she got out to dash inside. "I enjoyed the movie...and what came after, too."

The following Friday Joel arrived at two o'clock. Sue was downstairs in the house lounge attempting to study when Betty called down "Joel's here, Sue."

With a shriek Sue jumped up and tore out the back door to race around to the front of the house. He met her and gave her an embrace that lifted her off the ground, and swung her around in a circle.

"I wasn't expecting you this early."

"I cut my eight o'clock so I could leave at seven. This has been the longest three weeks of my life."

"For me, too!"

"I have something for you." He reached into the car and produced a white corsage.

"For me? I've never been treated like this!"

He pinned the corsage on her, helped her into his car and drove off. Sue was not seen again until Sunday morning.

At dinner Sunday Sue was excited to announce "I'm going up to Homecoming at Western in two weeks! Barbara is driving up to visit Grace and I'm riding with her. Anybody else want to go?"

Margaret laughed. "None of us have dates. We couldn't just show up unannounced. Do you know how hard it would be to find a place to stay on Homecoming weekend?"

"Well, let me know if you change your minds. Barbara has room for a couple more in her car, and if we all split the gas cost it wouldn't cost much to go."

Lisa perked up. "Maybe we could see Richard!"

Doris rolled her eyes. "Do you honestly expect Richard not to have a date to homecoming?"

Lisa's face fell. "Pooh. You're right. Wouldn't it have been fun, though?"

Margaret turned to Sue. "You go and have fun and tell us all about it when you get back."

Doris asked "Hey, Lisa, by the way, I haven't seen you all week. How did your date with Ricky go?"

"It went very well. You were right. He is trainable. I think he had a good time, too."

Margaret scowled. "What do you mean by 'he is trainable'? Has Doris been teaching you to...?"

Lisa cut her off. "Yes, Doris and I talk, but it's not like I don't know what I want. Doris helps me with how to get it. I'm an adult, sis, and you know very well that I know what I like. Doris isn't corrupting me. She is helping me control when and with whom I eventually lose my virginity. I'm not anxious for it to happen soon, but I want to enjoy myself in the meanwhile."

Margaret sighed. "Okay, Lisa. Simmer down. It's hard for me to think of you as a sexual being."

The next weekend Lisa got a letter from home and took it over to share with Margaret. In the hallway outside Margaret's room she encountered Doris. "Ooh, Doris! Tell me about your date last night."

Doris made a face. "I would have been just as satisfied with Butch. God, Marty is a jerk."

"Uh oh. Want to talk about it?"

Doris sighed heavily. "If you're up for it. I need to vent on somebody."

"You've been there for me. I'll listen."

Lisa followed Doris into her room and pulled up a chair as Doris sat heavily on the bed.

"What happened, Doris? I've never seen you despondent after a date."

Doris clenched her fists at her sides and fumed. "What a complete ass! All I wanted was a good fuck and all he wanted was satisfaction. What's wrong with guys, anyway? Don't they get it? It's not like it's a secret what I want."

Lisa got up from the chair and sat beside the tall girl, an arm around her shoulders.

"All take and no give?"

Doris looked over at Lisa. "Exactly. We fooled around and he got me hot. But when the clothes came off he just plunged right in and pumped away. I tried all my tricks to get some satisfaction. I didn't want to push him off or I would have been sure to get absolutely nothing at all, so I went with it, hoping something good would happen. He came pretty fast and that was the end of it. I was dripping wet and ready to go on. Most guys take over with their hands or mouth at that point, but he just started to get dressed. I was speechless. Even Butch gave me more than that."

Lisa ran a hand up and down a bare arm. "You gave me what I wanted and now it's time for me to return the favor," she said as she rested a hand on Doris' thigh. "Let me help you."

Doris said nothing as fingers began to unbutton her shirt. When it was completely open Lisa pushed it off Doris' shoulders and gently caressed a breast. "I'm glad you got a bra like this, Doris. It really is like I'm touching your skin."

Doris sighed and closed her eyes. Lisa played with a nipple until she felt it harden and then removed the bra so she could kiss a breast, and Doris stroked Lisa's hair.

Lisa gently pushed Doris down to lie on the bed. When she unfastened Doris's skirt, Doris lifted her hips so Lisa could slide off the skirt and underwear. Lisa briefly arose to remove her own clothing.

Lisa stretched out beside Doris and ran her hands over the alabaster skin. She kissed Doris and then took a breast in her mouth, using her tongue to tease a nipple. One hand stroked the tall girl's hair while the other teased its way downward. Fingers danced over skin, played in the navel, stroked a thigh. Eventually those fingers wandered through the platinum blond forest as if they were lost and trying to find their way to a special place. Fingers pried apart labia and were rewarded with a gush of wetness. Two fingers made a brief foray into the vagina, but withdrew and slowly made their way to the clit, and Doris arched her back and moaned.

Lisa craned her head up to Doris' face to kiss her and whisper in her ear "I told you last time I would do a certain thing, and now is the time."

Lisa kissed her way down Doris' throat to her breasts. Around each breast she moved, spiraling upward to the tip, and then spiraling back down to the chest. Kisses across the abdomen led to the navel, and a tongue played there. Lisa noted with satisfaction that Doris began to breathe heavily.

Downward the kisses travelled, brushing through the hair, but to the side, not yet ready to take on what Doris so desperately wanted. There was time to kiss the thighs and knees. Doris threw her legs open and Lisa smiled a satisfied smile. 

Lisa's tongue darted in and out of the dripping slit. Eventually she took one of the labia between her lips and stretched it out, only to run her tongue over it. The tongue worked its way into the vagina for a few thrusts, and then withdrew to slide with deliberate slowness towards the clit. Lips took the hood and pulled on it while tongue reached under to tease the blue pearl, so delightfully exposed. 

Doris began to thrash about on the bed, with Lisa hanging on to maintain contact. Lisa reinserted fingers into the vagina and used her other hand to toy with a nipple. With a loud moan Doris arched her back one last time, and Lisa felt the strong pulses of the vagina. She backed off of the clit, but continued to caress the labia with her tongue.

Doris was drenched in sweat as she came down from her high. She pulled Lisa by the hair to bring her head up for a long kiss.

As Doris' breathing returned to normal she reached over and caressed one of Lisa's breasts. "I wish my date had done that."

"Like you say, sometimes a girl knows what a girl needs."

Doris looked into Lisa's eyes and playfully toyed with the red bush. Lisa said "Hey, girl. That was for you, not for me."

"Well, you're going to get a thank you."

A half hour later a well-satisfied Lisa lay on her back beside Doris.

Doris propped up on an elbow and caressed Lisa's face. "I just had an idea. Do you have any nice dresses?"

"I brought a couple."

"Get ready to pack them. Dates be damned. We'll find some. Just the two of us, we're going to Western State for Homecoming!"



Doris and Lisa Ch. 03



Doris and Lisa

(Fall, 1955)

Doris and Lisa decide to go to Homecoming at Western State, even though they don't have dates. They end up taking part in an 'experiment'.

CHAPTER 3

Lisa's mouth fell open. "What do you mean we're going up to Western for Homecoming? You yourself said..."

"I know what I said. Lisa, what you just did for me reminded me of what I have been missing lately. My last date was about a 1 on a scale of 1 to 10. I haven't had anything better than a 6 or 7 lately. Well. Frank and Eddie were right up there in the 9 range. But they're up at Western."

"We still don't have dates."

"Trust me. We will have our pick of dates."

"If you say so, although I have my doubts. I guess if we went would we go up with Barbara and Sue?"

"We, my dear, are going in my car. You just wait and see what happens when a red convertible sports car rolls onto campus with a tall blond and a cute redhead. Oh, no. We won't be shut out. They will be falling all over themselves to get to know us."

The two girls got dressed, and Doris put her hand on Lisa's shoulder. "By the way, you just scored a 10 on the Doris scale. That was fabulous!"

"Well, I had the best teacher!"

"Now let's go to your dorm room and select some outfits for you to take. We'll need something for Friday evening, the game, and the dance. We have to pack light, though. My trunk space is miniscule."

Friday morning Doris loaded the car and drove around to where Barbara and Sue were loading up. The two drivers discussed travel routes, and the group set off, sticking together for a while. After an hour Doris passed Barbara and, with a wave, zoomed on ahead.

"Uh, Doris, aren't you going a little fast?"

Doris laughed. "When you're as low to the ground as we are it seems like we are going faster than we really are. I keep it close enough to the speed limit that a highway patrolman won't pull us over. Also, I know what towns are famous for speed traps. We'll be real careful there."

A few miles further down the road Lisa turned to Doris. "Say, it's Friday morning. Aren't you missing some engineering classes, or something?"

Doris was serious. "Yeah, that could have been a problem. 'Anna' talked with the professors and got the homework assignments. She turned them in early and got an okay to miss class. The fact that I have the highest grades in those classes helped, too. What about you?"

"I had to cut my sociology class. I'll make up the work next week. I did read ahead in the book and I got someone to take notes for me. I'm doing pretty well in the class and haven't missed any days yet. The prof allows three absences before grades are affected, but expects us to not fall behind."

"Not like high school, huh?"

"Gosh, no. If I was absent from any class my mom got a phone call and I'd be grounded. I only missed one class all through junior high and high school. Something happened, I forget what it was, with Emily, and I went to her study hall to talk to her. That never happened again!"

Just outside the Western State campus Doris pulled over at a gas station. "Let's get fixed up. We don't want to look like we've been driving seven hours. Riding in a convertible messes up your hair. It won't hurt to get some refreshments, too."

Doris was proved right when they cruised through the main entrance to campus. She drove slowly, one arm casually resting on the rolled-down window on the driver's side door, and heads turned as they passed groups of students. Even some of the girls seemed curious about the newcomers.

"One thing about driving up here in my car is that it's distinctive. People would know if we were locals because they'd remember the car. As for the attention, watch this."

She pulled to the curb beside a group of male students. "Hi, guys. Could you direct us to the Alpha Delta house?"

One boy stepped forward. "Alpha Delta? Yeah. Follow this street until you reach the bell tower. Turn left and it will be just down the way a little on your right. Hey, if you don't find what you're looking for there, just drop by Theta Chi. We'd love to have a little company. I'm sure we could make it worth your while."

Doris flashed a big smile. "We'll be sure to remember that! Thanks for your help, fellas."

As she drove off she glanced in the rearview mirror. "They're still watching us."

Lisa laughed. "I should never have doubted you. Drool was practically running down his face."

"One of them was eyeing you, too. Some guys are turned on by redheads."

Alpha Delta had a parking area beside the house, and Doris pulled into a space. "Let's see if we can find anyone we know, shall we?"

The two girls mounted the three steps to the front porch and reached for the door. As the door opened all eyes inside the room turned toward the two girls. In a moment a familiar voice called out "Doris? Lisa?"

"Eddie!"

Eddies familiar muscular frame sauntered over to them. "I had no idea anyone had invited you girls. Who're the lucky guys? I'm a dope for not thinking of asking you myself. I figured the drive was kind of long."

Doris laughed. "The 'who' is yet to be determined! We just got a bee in our bonnet and decided to see what all the homecoming excitement is about. Sarah Smith is getting a bit dull."

"Gosh, it's kind of late in the game now. I think most of the guys are busy this weekend, with homecoming and all. But I'll see what I can do for you. Where are you staying?"

"I thought we'd check in over at Gamma Zeta and see what they have. Just to let you know, if you can't find any guys for us here, we've already had an offer from three Theta Chi's."

"Whoa! Let's not get hasty!" Eddie laughed and put his hands up in front of him. "We're not gonna let you two be talked into going there!"

"I don't know, Eddie. They were kind of good looking."

Eddie continued to laugh. "There are some good guys over there, but they are our rivals on the Greek Council, after all. We won't let them steal you from us."

While they were talking a group of fraternity members came down the steps and a familiar voice called out "I'll be damned! Look who's here!"

The girls shifted their attention to the new group and recognized Richard, Frank and Joel among them.

Lisa couldn't help herself and ran over to give Richard and Frank hugs. Joel had a worried look and asked "Where's Sue? Wasn't she coming, too?"

Doris went over and slapped him playfully on the shoulder. "You big dope! Of course she's coming. She's riding with Barbara and should be here shortly."

"You didn't all come up together?"

"Think about it, Joel. Sue has a sure thing with you, but Lisa and I are taking a chance. Now, how do you think we'd have the best chance of attracting unattached guys, in Barbara's car or mine?"

"You got me there. Hey, I'm going outside to wait for them."

Richard and Frank joined Eddie, and Richard asked "So you really don't have any dates?"

"Nope. I figure we can scare up some decent guys for tonight and the dance tomorrow. It would be nice to go to the game, too."

Frank said "This is not only homecoming, but it's our biggest rival, Eastern State. The game is a sellout. We can't get any more student tickets, but I'll see what strings I can pull to get you in."

Richard added "And I'll see what I can do for the other times. I do have one idea, though." He turned and gestured to the other two who came down with them, and the two new ones joined the group.

"You ladies may just be in luck. Stuart and Bobby are on the football team. Hey guys, I know tonight is probably out, but would either or both of you be interested in having some company for the dance? I promise you won't be disappointed."

The two newcomers stared at the tall blond and the short redhead, then turned and glanced at each other. Stuart spoke first "I'm game."

Bobby eagerly added "Me, too."

"Then it's settled. Tonight is a pep rally, and after that the coach usually gets the guys all to stay together, so we'll have to figure out something else for tonight."

Bobby laughed "Yeah, coach doesn't want us engaging in any activities that might sap our strength for the game!"

Frank grinned "And, believe me, your strength would be sapped if you were with these two."

Stuart said "Don't you girls dare agree to go to the dance with anyone else."

Doris arched an eyebrow as she looked at Richard. "Well? Worth waiting for?"

Richard stood between Stuart and Bobby, and threw his arms over their shoulders. "You have my word on it."

Lisa turned to Richard. "I don't suppose you are available tonight?"

All of the guys in the group laughed heartily. Richard replied "I'm busy for the weekend, as you may have surmised from these clowns."

Frank added "We told you when we were down there, Richard never has to ask a girl out. They ask him. He's probably booked up for weeks!"

"Frank exaggerates. You girls go over to the Gammas and get settled in somewhere. Come back after dinner and we'll see where we stand. You will have escorts to the pep rally. Hey, by the way, Doris. Do I understand you are an officer at the Deltas?"

"Chapter Vice President."

"I think you'll be surprised at what the Gammas have for you to take back. They've been quite active in fundraising to help you girls out after the fire."

"We can still use all the help we can get."

Lisa sidled up to Frank. "What about you, big guy? Are you busy tonight?"

Frank looked down at her. "I can't promise anything right now. I'll let you know when you come back later. That's all I can say."

A commotion out front drew everyone's attention. Sue had arrived and Joel had picked her up and was swinging her around as she shrieked with delight.

Frank shook his head and smiled. "Doesn't that make you sick?. All these years Joel has been screwing around and now suddenly he is a love sick puppy. It's hard to get used to."

At the Gamma Zeta house Doris and Lisa were invited to eat with them, and Grace presented Doris with a check for $250. Doris was duly grateful. "Several of the girls, Sue among them, have had a hard time getting their lives back together after losing everything. It's been hard, but the house is gradually getting repaired. The third floor repairs are complete and the second floor is almost finished. Sue is looking forward to moving back in. The kitchen is still a couple of weeks away from being ready. Margaret, our chapter president, asked me to invite anyone who wanted to, to come down for the rededication of the building. We'll have a party in your honor, to thank you."

Barbara, staying at the house for the weekend, added "And we have been known to throw a great party! The last one was so hot it nearly burned the house down!"

The gammas had room empty for the weekend because the girls had gone to spend the weekend at a hotel with their visiting parents, and offered for Doris and Lisa to stay there in the Gamma house.

They unpacked and Doris advised "Pep rally. Okay. That will be outdoors tonight and it could get pretty chilly after dark. It is fall, after all. As I remember, the Western State colors are red and gold, so your red skirt and the pale yellow sweater should suffice. You may want to tie that crimson scarf you brought around your neck too, in case it's windy."

At seven the girls walked from the Gamma house to Alpha Delta, drawing outright stares and several wolf whistles. Doris made sure to walk with a suggestive roll of her hips. Frank met them in the lobby.

"Well, here's the situation. I had a date for tonight but this morning she told me she has been feeling tired lately and went to the infirmary for something to fix it. It turns out she has mono and will be in the infirmary for a few days. So, I'm free tonight after all. A lot of the guys are scattered around campus right now so I haven't located anyone else free yet. As far as I know everyone will be at the pep rally tonight, date or not, so if we three attend together I'm confident we can pick up a fourth."

Doris pursed her lips. "I don't know. Mono? The kissing disease?"

"I know what you're thinking. She didn't get it from me. I haven't dated her since sometime in September. Rest assured, I'm not going to give it to you!"

Frank stepped between the girls and offered each an arm. "Ladies, shall we go? I'll give you a quick campus tour and we'll end up at the pep rally. It starts sometime after eight. The bonfire shows up better after dark, anyway. They never are precise on the time for these things. The pep band will play, but I think they wait to start the real pep rally until they have a good crowd. By the way, it's nice to see you wearing Western colors. If you had worn blue and white I would have had to hurt you!"

Lisa laughed. "Doris did her research!"

"By the way ladies, if you would like to participate we will be decorating our float for the homecoming parade tomorrow morning. A number of campus organizations and most Greek houses enter floats. There is a parade down Main Street at 11. The marching band leads the parade through the streets and the parade ends up at the stadium. Also, I may have found a way for you to get into the game. We'll know in the morning."

The Western campus is quite a bit larger than Sarah Smith, so the leisurely tour took up all the time until they could hear the commotion of the pep rally beginning. The trio hurried over to where a flatbed trailer was set up as a stage on the main campus quadrangle, and a bonfire had been set nearby. The cheerleaders were already ramping up the enthusiasm of the crowd. Soon coaches and members of the football team mounted the stage to give short speeches exhorting how Western would cream Eastern tomorrow. Each speech was followed by an increasingly louder roar from the crowd. Between speakers the pep band played the school fight song and the crowd sang along lustily. The girls found themselves swept up in the emotions of the crowd, and cheered along with them, even learning the words to the fight song.

As the last speech was being given there was a sharp flash followed by a loud clap of thunder and rain began to pour down. Frank led them first to shelter beneath a tree and then, after a close lightning strike, in a mad dash to a nearby academic building while he futilely attempted to hold his sweater over the girl's heads. He produced a key and let them into the building, dripping wet.

"That was quite an effect you guys produced," Doris said jokingly. "If you can call down lightning and rain, Eastern doesn't stand a chance tomorrow!"

Frank led them, leaving wet footprints, along a darkened hallway and down stairs. On the basement level he unlocked a door to a room with some serious looking equipment. Lisa looked around in wonderment. "What is this place?"

"In the fall I have a part time job helping out one of the grad students. The work he is doing requires taking instrument readings on a precise time schedule. Sometimes he spends the night here, and sometimes I stay. He just finished up one part of his project but hasn't started the next one yet."

Doris walked around studying the apparatus. "Some sort of pressure device?"

Frank chuckled "I forgot you know about such things." He cut his eyes over to Lisa and Doris caught the meaning.

"It's okay. She knows. She's even met my alter ego, Anna. I'll explain her later. Now, tell me what this does."

"He's a geologist and has several samples of a particular rock, granite, that he took from a fresh outcrop. He marked their exact orientation in space and cut them into identical cubes. He's taking each cube and subjecting it to tremendous pressure to see how it deforms, or something like that."

"That explains the strain gauges. So, if I understand correctly, he must be orienting the cubes with x, y and z axes, and is investigating whether the rock is stronger or weaker along any particular axis. Classic anisotropy experiment! Has he taken into account the effect of the off-loading of the miles of rock that were originally compressing the rock?"

"Whoa, you sound like him. I have no idea, but I'm sure he has. I don't understand it all, I just record the gauge readings and look for any oil leaks."

"Well, if it is what I think it is, he confines the specimen and applies high pressure along one axis and measures the strain, or deformation. The movement would have to be very small, and must be precisely controlled and measured to give meaningful data. I'm impressed with his equipment. You can't buy some of this stuff, you have to make it. Maybe I'll get to read his master's thesis when he's done."

Lisa had taken off her wet shoes. "You two can talk all this gobbledygook, but I'm cold and soaked."

"Right. There is a heater over in the corner. I'll turn it on and we can spread our wet clothes out in front of it to dry."

Doris wagged a finger at him. "I get it! You orchestrated the storm so we would get wet and that would be sure way to get us out of our clothes."

Frank smiled as he peeled off his soaked sweater and shirt. "I wish I had that power! Makes things easier though, don't you think? When we're done I think there are a few towels around. I'll try to find some clean ones without oil stains."

At last the three stood there, naked. "This isn't what I had envisioned for tonight. There were a couple of guys I hoped we'd meet at the pep rally and that one of them would join us. It looks like it's just the three of us now. This is a situation I've never encountered."

Lisa paused from brushing her damp hair. "I bet Richard has."

"I bet he has, too. Not that he shares anything with us."

Doris roamed the room. "It's not exactly the arboretum at Sarah Smith, but I think we can make this work. Let's kill the overhead lights and see if we can get at least a little atmosphere. We can turn on some of those desk lamps on the counter to give us a little light."

When the room was partially darkened she continued "Let's take stock of what we have to work with here. Lisa, do you have any problems with the situation, two of us and one of him?"

"Uh uh. I don't think Frank does, either, from his...ahem...reaction."

Frank tried to cover himself with his hand. "I was hoping you wouldn't notice. I'm not used to seeing all this beauty in the flesh. I don't know what we're going to do, but I'm ready for it, whatever it is."

Doris gave him a light stroke. "So you are, so you are. This is stiff. I mean you are really hard. Hmm. I wonder..."

"What's 'hmm'?"

"What we have here is a rigid member anchored at one end and free to move at the other. You seem exceptionally hard to me."

"Uh oh. Am I going to like whatever you're thinking?"

"It won't be unpleasant. It should be fascinating. Come over here by this table while I empty my purse." She grabbed his penis and led him over to the table.

Frank and Lisa watched Doris rummage through a collection of condoms, gum and makeup until she produced a small cloth pouch closed with a clasp. Opening the clasp she proceeded to pour out money - bills and coins. She quickly separated the coins from the rest.

"We are now going to establish what I will henceforth call the Frank Scale of Hardness. Step right up and prepare to be amazed. Lisa, why don't you help ensure he is as hard as he can get while I gather what I need. Give him a few strokes."

Lisa admired the rigid member in her hand and squeezed it twice, the second time ending with a couple of 'pumps'. One hand went down low to gently hold the weight of his scrotum, while the other played fingers along the length of him, especially concentrating on the underside of the tip. Frank groaned. "Come on girls. I'm in agony here."

"But it's sweet agony, isn't it, Frank?" Frank closed his eyes and tried to think of other things.

"Come on now, open your eyes, Frank. Here we go. I have in my hand a number of coins. I am going to place them on top of your rod until it bends enough for them to fall off. Let's see, we will need a fairly flat place to put them - say right...here,"




Doris and Lisa Ch. 03



She proceeded to place a quarter on top of him, just behind the head.

"Notice there was no movement. Very good. Let's try another."

A second quarter was placed on top of the first, then a third, finally producing a slight downward movement. Two more quarters pressed him down significantly, but still they stayed on. Doris added a nickel, two dimes and three pennies before he gave way, dumping the change onto the floor.

"Wow, Frank. You have set the standard. That's a dollar and fifty-three cents. For now, that is the standard everyone else will have to measure up to. In my experience I can't think of anyone who could beat that."

Lisa held a hand over her mouth and laughed "I bet Richard could beat it."

"That is to be determined at a future date. Well now, one fifty-three is set as the standard. We'll call that One Frank. Everyone else will be some fraction of a Frank. Anyone who can only support a dollar will be rated as, let's see, something like 0.65 Franks. If I had my slide rule I could figure it out exactly. Oh, goody! I now have something else to do with my guys!"

Frank tried to imagine girls piling coins on erect penises to see how many 'Franks' they score, and began to laugh. He laughed so hard his erection softened. Lisa and Doris joined in and they laughed until they all had to catch their breath.

Doris exhaled sharply and remarked "Now look what we've done. I bet he couldn't score 0.1 Frank right now. We need to work on bringing you back 'up' to standard."

Lisa pouted impatiently "Whatever, as long as it doesn't involve any more playing around with coins or such. Let's get on with it. I'm ready for Frank to pick up where we left off a few weeks ago. And I know what you're thinking, Frank. Yes, I'm still a virgin, but you can be the man to do it."

"Rule Number 2, still. Not a chance. I'll do what I can otherwise."

With a scowl she said "That's what I was afraid you'd say, but I had to give it a try. There aren't very many guys I'd offer myself to, mostly just you and Richard. I trust you."

Doris sounded somewhat impatient. "Now that the ground rules have been set, let's let our imaginations go to work."

"I like your imagination, Doris. That last morning down there was something I'll remember. I never would have thought of that in a million years."

"Let's see. We have some chairs, a rolling footstool, and a table that we can clear off, and I think I see a cot over in the corner. Frank, I know you remember what happened between you, me and Margaret at the park the last night you were at Sarah Smith. But did Eddie tell you about his experience that night?"

"I get where you're going. He was with Catherine and Robin up under the shelter. Yeah, there was some couple activity, and several that involved all three."

Lisa asked "didn't some of that 'activity' take place between Robin and Catherine?"

"Got a problem with that, Lisa?"

"You know I don't. That is if Frank is okay with it."

"Hey, I'm open to whatever you girls want, but right now I'm going to go over and get myself a glass of cold water while I don't look at you."

"Hard again? You're an eager beaver, are you? Or maybe you're just eager for some beaver."

Lisa blushed, but Frank took it in stride. "Oh yeah, I'm eager alright. I don't want to disappoint anybody. I haven't been intimate with a girl for several weeks, so I'm likely to be a little quick on the trigger as it is."

"You have hands and a mouth, don't you?"

Frank laughed "Yeah, if that works for you."

"You know it does. I think it works for Lisa, too."

"Okay, girls. Let me think about what Eddie told us. They were under the shelter at a picnic table. I think the girls took turns sitting on his ...lap. Then there was some other stuff he didn't give details on, but I think it ended with Eddie behind Catherine while she played around with Robin. Maybe there was some two on one."

Doris had to laugh. "It appears you guys share information just like we girls do. Robin was very eager to tell all the next day, and her story is about the same as what you just told. Now, back to our situation. We are in a lab of sorts, so I think we should do some experiments, don't you?"

Frank laughed, but Lisa frowned and asked "What kind of experiments?"

"I don't know. Let's see...Frank is likely to have a short fuse, which wouldn't satisfy me, and he isn't going to do you, so here's my idea. While we do have a cot, I'd like to use that later. Lisa, you could get up on the table and Frank could do whatever it was that you liked so much. I'll help to defuse Frank so he can participate in a longer activity later. How does that sound?"

"How are you going to defuse Frank?"

"Never you mind. Just watch and learn, little missy. It might be something else you can use in the future, something even a virgin can do. Now hop up on the table, just sit with your legs dangling off. You can stay sitting up or lean back as you wish."

Lisa, anxious to get things going, eagerly boosted herself up to sit on the edge of the table. When Frank moved in close she spread her legs so he would have access to everything. Doris, meanwhile, pulled up a rolling desk chair.

"Kiss me. Frank," Lisa demanded.

Frank was eager to comply and bent over to kiss her the way he remembered she liked, and she responded in kind. He recalled how sensitive her breasts were and began to caress, gently knead, and tease them. Her puffy nipples puffed even more and he couldn't resist bending down to take almost one entire breast in his mouth. Lisa made a great sigh of contentment. As Frank continued with lips and tongue on a breast his hands ran up and down her arms and she relaxed until she was almost limp. She put her hands on the table behind her and leaned back.

While Frank worked on Lisa's breasts Doris ran a hand lightly up and down the inside of Lisa's smooth thigh, occasionally playing in the red bush until it was dripping wet, pearly drops glistening in the dim light.

Frank started to kiss his way down from her breasts, swirling a tongue in Lisa's navel along the way. Doris backed off as Frank reached the glistening prize. He took one hand from a breast and ran a finger up and down the valley. He circled the vaginal entrance, but didn't enter. His tongue replaced the finger, licking and sucking, teasing the swelling nub. He took the nub between his lips and sucked hard on it. Lisa writhed and moaned on the table. 

Doris noted that Lisa was probably going to climax soon, and began on Frank. She straddled a chair and worked it close to and almost under him. Once in position she pulled him enough to the side that she could use her tongue to caress him from base to tip, and periodically took him partway in.

Lisa's body went rigid and she let out a loud moan as she gushed over Frank's tongue and chin. Doris then picked up the pace on Frank, taking him in deep and using her tongue to stroke while she bobbed her head to move him in and out. When she felt him tighten she took him all the way in and sucked, swallowing everything.

Lisa sat up to watch the final stages, her eyes open wide in amazement.

"Doris! What are you doing? How could that possibly fit? You swallowed it, didn't you? Isn't that nasty?"

"Not at all. Granted, it's not for everyone, but Frank needed something quick. Hey, you want to try it?"

"Eww. Now?"

"Sure. It's softer now, but you can get an idea what it feels like, and there may be a few drops left so you can get a bit of a taste. If you don't like it you can spit it out."

Lisa hesitantly slid off the table. Doris vacated the chair for Lisa. At first Lisa held it and studied the last drops still slowly oozing out. "I've watched it happen, and find it fascinating, but never thought to do what you did."

"Go ahead, try."

Lisa held the softening member with two fingers and guided it to her mouth. A quick lick of the tip told her the taste wasn't like she had imagined it would be, and then she gradually took it in until she had half of it. She tightened her lips and used her tongue until she pulled away.

"Hmm. So you like that, Frank?"

"Um, yeah. If you did that for very long you'd have me hard again."

"Really? How long?"

"I don't know. I could probably get hard in five minutes or so, but wouldn't be ready to...finish...for about fifteen or twenty minutes."

"See, Lisa. That's why I did it. Now he'll be ready to last awhile."

"Let me see if I can get him hard." Lisa sat in the chair in front of Frank and took him in, lightly using her teeth.

"Ow. Not so hard."

"Sorry. It just seemed kind of rubbery, but it is getting harder. Harder and longer. I don't see how Doris got all that in her mouth. Yuk. That would make me throw up."

Frank chuckled "that's certainly not something I want to see. You just do what feels good to you. What you're doing certainly feels good to me."

After a few minutes of experimentation Lisa turned to Doris. "I think he's hard again. It's real big around, too. Are you sure that fits inside a girl? It looks huge close up."

"Trust me, you'll stretch so it fits. Okay, Frank. Let's get something going here. Lisa, back up on the table! You didn't come nearly as hard as I know you can. Frank, when I tend to Lisa you can enter me from behind like Eddie and Cynthia did at the park."

"I don't do doggie very often, but it is good sometimes."

"I like the angle as you go in and out. I'm ready for some action, so give me everything you've got!"

Frank tore open a Trojan packet and quickly put it on. Doris bent her long frame over Lisa, smiling at Lisa's inquisitive look. "Just relax and enjoy. I intend for you to have a ten on the Doris scale." She slowly caressed Lisa's arms and reached for her face, to softly stroke a cheek. For several minutes she continued non-sexual touching until Lisa was completely relaxed on the table. 

Doris kissed Lisa and gradually spread her kisses over the neck and throat, eliciting a sigh of contentment from the small girl. It was only then that Doris lightly brushed her fingers over Lisa's skin, starting with her eyes and gradually working toward the breasts. Fingertips teased nipples and Lisa arched her back. Doris' kisses slowly followed the path her fingers had taken until she was using her tongue to gently play with the puffy nipples. 

Doris enjoyed watching Lisa's reactions as fingers wandered south while a breast was firmly in Doris' mouth. Before the fingers reached the goal they wandered back up the abdomen to play with the other breast while kisses followed the path fingers had taken just a few minutes earlier.

Back up to Lisa's lips Doris' kisses went while fingers began to brush through the already quite damp bush, but only brushing the hair and playing over the surface of the outer labia.

Meanwhile, Frank had entered Doris and began a rhythmic thrusting, varying speeds and intensity. Doris called softly over her shoulder "you know what else I like, Frank."

Frank reached around Doris' chest and caressed the dangling breasts, kneading, pressing, softly stroking, playing with nipples and then moving elsewhere on her for a few moments, just to give her time to let the pleasure from the first caresses sink in. "You're getting me hot, Frank!"

Doris' kisses closely followed fingers down to the smooth skin of Lisa's thighs and up between them. Fingers parted flesh and teased, and tongue darted in and out as Lisa squirmed. She tried to guide Doris's head or hands to where she ached for touches, but Doris was easily able to escape Lisa's grasp so she could lavish more sweet torture on her.

Frank picked up the pace and thrust deeper and harder, such that each thrust brought a grunt from Doris. Doris moaned in pleasure as Frank toyed with her breasts. He took one hand and reached around Doris' hip to press and swirl fingers over the hardened nub, and Doris moaned in pleasure.

When Doris felt Lisa couldn't take much more she used her tongue and lips more freely on swollen, dripping flesh. Lisa began to alternately arch her back and raise her head, her sweaty brow glistening in the lamplight. Doris could feel the blood pounding through Lisa and judged her building moans. Lisa started to scream and Doris put a hand over her mouth to stifle it as she applied one last tongue maneuver. Lisa bucked violently and writhed, gushing again and again. Doris noted with satisfaction the rhythmic pulsing of the vaginal muscles and the fluid running down between Lisa's thighs, forming a puddle on the table.

Frank rammed again and again into Doris while kneading a breast and teasing the swollen nub. He emptied into her, one massive pulse after another. Doris threw back her head and moaned loudly. Lisa, though exhausted, pulled Doris down on her chest and kissed her until Doris was spent.

The three remained like that for long minutes, Frank still inside Doris and draped over her back, and Doris resting on Lisa's chest, as they caught their collective breaths. Frank finally slid down into the chair and watched the orgasmic fluids run down Doris' legs. Doris rolled off of Lisa and stretched out beside her on the table as their legs dangled over the side.

"I never thought I could feel anything like that, Doris. I mean, Richard and Frank gave me what I thought was the best, but that tops everything, even what you've done before.

Doris extended a hand and tousled Frank's hair. "Great job, Frank. That was nothing short of great." Frank smiled with satisfaction.

The only sounds in the room for a while were the ticking of the clock on the wall and the three of them breathing heavily.

Standing up at last, Frank said "I'm thirsty and I feel the need for something cold. There is a Coke machine down the hall. How about I go get us some?"

Lisa turned her head toward him. "Sounds good to me."

"Me, too. I think I could use a burst of energy about now."

Frank rummaged in his pants pockets for three dimes and padded off down the hall. While he was gone Lisa ran her fingers through Doris' hair and Doris closed her eyes in thought. "You know. Lisa, I have an idea..."

Soon Frank returned with three opened bottles of Coke. "That was a first. All the nights I've spent here I've certainly never walked naked down the hall to the Coke machine before."

"I wonder what would happen if you did that while you are doing your dial readings at night." Doris teased.

"Um, I don't think I want to find out. There may be others in the building."

The three slowly drank the cold, sweet liquid.

Doris looked at Frank as he gathered the empty bottles to later return them to the collection rack next to the machine. "Hey, Frank. Lisa and I were talking while you were gone."

"Something interesting?"

Doris grinned. "You know it was. Here's what we've decided. Lisa tells me she experienced something extraordinary tonight, and I have reached a level of satisfaction I haven't reached for weeks. We know you guys are happy with sex any way you can get it, but we'd like you to really feel like we do. I know you enjoyed it, but I don't think you have been out of your mind yet."

"Huh?"

Lisa jumped off the table, pushed Frank down into the chair, and sat in his lap. She brushed her lips across his face and played fingers on his chest. "Yeah. We want you to remember tonight."

"Don't worry, I'll remember it all right."

Doris crooked a finger. "Come on, Frank. You can do better. Why don't you come over here and lie down on this cot. Get yourself comfy."

He laughed. "I've heard that before!"

With a smile Doris said mischievously "So you have. Well, Lisa and I are going to put our unique twist on that experience. Now get yourself over here so we can play with you."

"Hey, I'm not a toy."

"Of course you are! Now come over here."

Lisa got up and with a smile, Frank complied and lay down on the cot. "Be gentle with me," he teased.

"Not on your life, so be prepared to be 'manhandled', as it were."

"I can't imagine what you have in store."

"No, you can't!" 

"Wait! I don't have a rubber yet."

"Relax, big guy. You won't be needing one. Just enjoy."

Doris sat astride his chest and cupped her breasts. "What do you think of these, big guy? Like them? Maybe you'd like to explore them a little more. Maybe some other things, too. I'm all yours, for your pleasure."

With a grin, Frank reached up and fondled Doris' breasts, not much more than handfuls, but exceptionally soft.

"Oh, by the way. While we're occupied up here, Lisa is going to practice something. We hope you like it."

He couldn't see Lisa past Doris, but something warm and wet felt awfully good. It wasn't long before he was completely aroused once again. He ran his hands up and down Doris' sides and caressed her thighs. Reaching around behind her hips he pulled her further up on his chest until his nose was tickled by blond hairs and Doris' intoxicating woman scent filled his nostrils. His hands worked their way back up to her breasts as his tongue darted in and out, prodding, teasing. Lips pulled and sucked on lips.

"Hey Frank. This is for you, remember. You're turning me on again."

"Turning you on turns me on. You have such an exceptional body. Whatever Lisa is doing is working for me, too."

Lisa had undone her ponytail and let her red hair brush over his lower abdomen and his growing erection. Bending over more, she took him in her mouth, carefully this time. Her tongue teased and lips pulled gently. She pulled back so he slid out and she took the stiffened member in her hands, squeezing and tugging. Lowering her head once again she pushed his penis back against his abdomen and let her tongue play with the sac below. One by one she took him in and gently massaged with her tongue. When she released him she laid her tongue at the base of his penis and slowly dragged it up the length of the shaft. At the end of it she swirled her tongue around and then took the tip between her lips. 

Frank groaned in pleasure from the dual attention he was getting.

Lisa took him in as far as she could do without gagging and bobbed her head so he slid out and back in again. Doris watched him to read the signs indicating that he was getting ready to climax.

"Back off, Lisa. It's too soon. We want him to beg for it. We want him to plead. When he comes we want it to be the best he's ever experienced."

"What do I do now?"

"Let's switch places."

Lisa sat on Frank's chest and he was treated to a different pair of breasts. Not quite as soft, but protruding straight out from her chest in a cone shape, with conical puffy nipples. He couldn't resist holding them and brushing his thumb over those nipples, and Lisa sighed, just as he remembered she would. While continuing to attend to Lisa's chest he used his mouth as with Doris, tongue darting in and out and lips pulling on labia. This was something new for him - he had never used his mouth on Lisa before. Her geography was different from Doris, but her woman smell was just as intoxicating. He knew he couldn't enter her with his fingers, but played around with his tongue at the vaginal entrance and she began to squirm. With a tongue teasing her nub, she squirmed even more.

Doris had settled herself on his shaft and pistoned up and down, varying speeds, pressure and depth, until she felt his body tighten, at which time she pulled off until he settled down again. When she mounted him again, he began to groan and tried to match Doris' movements with his own thrusts. She managed to maneuver so he made no headway in that direction, his penis essentially staying in one place inside her, and his frustration began to build in earnest. Lisa's breasts and labia in front of him and Doris working on his ever more needy erection were eventually more than he could stand.

Doris dismounted for a final turn with her mouth. She had more control over that, as she could feel every twitch, every indication of impending release.




Doris and Lisa Ch. 03



"Please! Do something! I can't take it anymore!"

"What do you say, Lisa? Should we let him go?"

"Maybe he has suffered enough. He is pleading, after all."

"Yes! I'm pleading here."

"This is it, Lisa. Do you want it?

Lisa dismounted from Frank's chest and joined Doris. She took him in her mouth once again, and even she could feel him ready to erupt. "Gee, Doris. I don't think I'm ready for that yet."

"Okay, I'll finish him off."

"Yet...yet I do like to watch it come out. It is so...intriguing. I am in awe that it is something that I caused."

"Well, we can't do both. Or can we? You've finished guys with your hand before, haven't you?"

"Sure. And this guy was one of them."

"Okay. Here's what we'll do so we both get what we want. You work on him, but keep him aimed down at me."

"I usually would aim him up onto his body, but okay. I don't understand what you have in mind."

"Just go to work. Remember, whatever happens, keep him aimed down at me."

Lisa nodded and played her fingers up and down the shaft, spending time around the head and underside, and occasionally gripping him for a few tugs.

"He's ready, Lisa. Here it comes! Do a few more tugs, but squeeze him tight until I tell you to let go. You can keep working on him after you let him go. I promise you'll see what you want."

Lisa nodded as she concentrated on her handwork, pleased that Frank was trying to help her along with hip thrusts, trying to end it quickly. His moans were almost of agony. Of course, Doris had other ideas.

"Hang on, Lisa. A couple more. Now squeeze. Yes! Keep him aimed with your other hand. Let it go! Now!"

Lisa released Frank, while keeping him aimed down toward his legs, where Doris awaited, while Lisa tugged several more times. Immediately upon Lisa releasing him, Frank shot out several very strong pulses. Doris had moved her mouth close to him and caught them in her mouth and on her tongue.

Lisa was mesmerized by the strength of Frank's ejaculation, and that Doris collected it all in her mouth. She swallowed a couple of times and asked Lisa "Want to try some? He's almost finished. You can have the last of it."

It was as if Doris read Lisa's mind. She was curious about it, but knew she couldn't take it all like Doris did. Lisa quickly moved into position on one of Frank's legs and pulled him toward her own mouth as Doris moved aside for her. The softening member was just right for Lisa, and she took him between her lips, caught one more strong pulse and a couple of weak ones, finally sucking on him to coax the last of it out.

Frank went very still, and his eyes were closed. Lisa was horrified. "I think we killed him!"

He moved a hand weakly. "Not dead. But if I died right now I'd die a happy man," he managed in a weak whisper.

Lisa looked up at Doris. "I know we were doing that for Frank, but it has turned me on. I don't think he is in any condition to do anything more about it, though."

Doris grabbed Lisa and pulled her into an embrace, finally falling with her onto the pile of the towels they had used to dry off. The two girls locked lips and tongues played, darting in and out, wrestling. Lisa brought a leg up between Doris' thighs, grinding. Doris kneaded a breast and moved one leg between Lisa's thighs, also grinding. The two girls ground against each other's sex, until they were almost frantic. Lisa shifted position slightly and used a mouth on one of Doris' breasts and Doris rubbed a thumb over one of Lisa's nipples. They came at almost the same time, moaning loudly until they were spent. 

Lisa rolled off of Doris and the two lay side by side, with one thigh of each wet from the other girl. After gasping for breath Lisa stared up at the ceiling and observed "I never knew that giving a guy real pleasure like that could be so...exciting."

"Another lesson learned. Say, how did you learn the moves how to finish a guy off with your mouth like that? You hadn't done that before tonight, had you?"

"I learned from you and Margaret."

"Your sister? She told you about it?"

"Not exactly. It appears she did that with Richard at the beach, though. I overheard her telling you about it in detail, asking if she did it right. You two never knew I was listening. I didn't understand what you two were talking about until I watched you with Frank earlier. Then it all made sense. I just don't think I could put the whole thing in my mouth like you did. I think I'd still rather watch it squirt out, but maybe I can do both if I wait until he is almost finished. It doesn't taste like I thought it would. It's kinda salty."

"Many human body fluids are salty. We're about at the same degree of saltiness as the ocean."

"I'm sure that's one of your science facts, unless you're kidding me."

"Just think. What do tears taste like? What does sweat taste like? What does blood taste like?"

"Blood? Eww."

"Come on, now. I know you've cut yourself on paper or something and sucked on it. What did it taste like?"

Lisa pursed her lips in thought. "All of them are salty. Okay, I get your point."

"What do I taste like? What do you taste like? Don't you dare tell me you haven't played with yourself and tasted your juices!"

Lisa reddened. "Well, maybe once or twice. I guess there was some saltiness to it. I was more fascinated with the smell."

"Your personal perfume. I'm sure Frank will affirm that it is intoxicating to a guy. I think if we had noses like dogs we could tell each other apart by our unique smell. Human noses aren't sensitive enough."

Frank rolled onto his side, facing them. "Finished with the science lesson yet?"

"No. Tell me Frank. Could you tell us apart by our pussy smell?"

"Now that you mention it, I think I could."

"One day we'll have to do an experiment. You wouldn't mind it if you were to be blindfolded and some girls sat on your chest, would you? I mean, especially if you got to play with them to get their juices flowing?"

Frank laughed heartily. "I think I'd be up for that, so to speak."

"I believe you would be very up for it, Frank."

"I tell you another thing that could turn me on. Watching you two girls together. I didn't think what you did was possible."

Lisa laughed. "With Doris, anything is possible!"

Frank glanced at his watch. "The security guard will be making his rounds through this building in about a half hour. We'd better scram."



Doris and Lisa Ch. 04



Doris and Lisa

(Fall, 1955)

After the big game there is a homecoming dance and...

CHAPTER 4

Saturday morning Doris looked Lisa up and down. "Good. I think we've got you ready for the parade and the game."

Lisa twirled so her red skirt flared out. "I think this will be great for the dance, too."

The two girls had spent part of the morning helping to decorate the Alpha Delta float for the homecoming parade. Partly as compensation for their help and partly to create some jealousy from the other fraternities the pair had been invited to ride on the float. Fortunately the rain that had drenched them the previous evening had cleared out and the day promised to be sunny and cool.

It was fun to wave to the crown of onlookers lining the parade route, especially enjoying the whistles directed at them along the way. One rather good-looking fellow ran beside the float for a block and a half, imploring "Come on, girls! We can have a good time at the dance tonight! Forget these clowns. Let me show you what a real man can do!"

Doris blew him a kiss. "Sorry. We're busy. Maybe another time."

The parade ended at the stadium, where the floats made one circuit around the field to show off for the early arrivals.

Before the float was taken back to the house the girls alit and Frank took an arm of each. "Lucky you. The game is a sellout – over eighteen thousand – but you two will have some of the best seats in the house. Through the campus newspaper sports editor I was able to get you in on 'press passes' as representatives of Sarah Smith. You'll be up in the press box, right next to the radio booth."

They mounted several flights of stairs and arrived in a sheltered area just above the stands. There were three walls and a roof, but the front was open so the crowd noise could be easily heard. The press box was divided into several booths – one for the radio broadcasters, one for the local press and one for the campus press. The campus press was represented by an attractive brunette, and Frank made introductions.

"Doris, Lisa, this is T. C. Palma, our campus newspaper sports reporter. T. C., these are the two booth mates I told you about."

Lisa was astounded. "A girl? The sports reporter is a girl?"

Frank and T. C. laughed. "T. C. is a crackerjack reporter and loves sports. I'm afraid there is a common prejudice against girls as sports reporters, hence she goes by her initials instead of her real name, Tammy. Very few know Tammy is actually the T. C. who writes all the great articles for the newspaper. The sports editor and I are among the few who know, and the editor doesn't care as long as the articles are good."

Lisa and Doris exchanged a glance. "Oh, we know all about girls in a boys world, don't we, Doris?"

"Yeah. Your secret is safe with us, Tammy, er...T. C."

Frank nodded "I thought you'd understand."

T. C .narrowed her eyes and looked at Frank. "You owe me for the favor, you know."

"Yeah, yeah. I know. Just let me know what I can do for you."

"Oh, I've got something right away. I don't have a date to the dance tonight. A little birdie told me yours cancelled. I'm calling in the debt right now."

Frank studied her a moment to see if she was serious. "Really? Let me check with my charges here. Doris, Lisa – you're set for tonight right?"

"As long as our dates don't get so badly mangled during the game that they can't move, yeah. Richard assures us we will be in good hands. Ooh, I hope the hands are really good, too."

"I think you'll be satisfied, in all senses of the word. Okay, Tammy, you're on. Well, I've got to get to my seat. See you later."

When Frank left, T. C. watched his retreating figure. "There's something about a jock I really like. It's why I do this job. From your comment I get the sense you'll be with some football players tonight. Who are they?"

Lisa said "We don't know their last names, but we were introduced to Stuart and Bobby."

T. C. blew her breath out. "Whoo! Score one for you! I hear Stu is a real stud. A horse I heard someone call him, a stallion. I've been out with Bobby and can testify that he is more than sufficient. Lucky you."

"Well, lucky you, too. Frank isn't bad in that department, either. I could stay up all night talking baseball with him, at least if there is some other stuff thrown in during the night, too. It wouldn't be all talk. He does have good hands."

"All right! It's good to hear another girl likes sports...and jocks, too. What about you, Doris?"

Doris grinned. "I like sports, just the indoor variety. You can keep all your talk, I like action."

"Home runs?"

Lisa laughed. "By the dozen. A real home run derby, although I think she will confirm that athletes have tend to have good hands." 

T. C. offered two metal folding chairs. "Well, I've got to go to work. Sorry it's so crowded in here. It's really only designed for two chairs. This is going to be an intense game. Eastern is awfully good. They are undefeated so far this year. We can talk more at halftime."

The game started and T. C. was right. Eastern was very good, but Western was fired up and stopped them on every drive, although not able to create much themselves on offense. The girls watched as Stu, a halfback, seemed to be the workhorse running back, as well as playing linebacker on defense. Bobby was an end on offense and played in the defensive backfield. 

Just before halftime Eastern broke through the line and blocked a punt, recovering the ball deep in western territory. Western held on defense, but Eastern managed to kick a field goal to go up by three.

At halftime the award-winning Western marching band took the field and the three girls chatted about boys and sports while listening to the music. Lisa said "Frank told me he was a good outfielder but only so-so with the bat."

T.C. laughed. "He is too modest. True, he only batted about .190 freshman year, but last spring he hit .327. He's not just an outfielder. He is a crackerjack second basement, too. Just to illustrate, since you understand baseball: imagine runners on first and third with one out. With the pitch the runner on first breaks for second, and the catcher fires the ball to the shortstop covering second. Frank is supposed to back up the shortstop, but instead streaks in front of him, takes the throw and fires a rocket to home. The catcher is surprised but catches it and tags out the lead runner on a double steal, saving a run. Same game: we have a runner on third with two out. With two strikes on him Frank lays down a perfect bunt. Of course, you know nobody bunts with two strikes, so it caught them by surprise. The pitcher and first baseman know they'll never get him or the runner barreling home, so they helplessly watch the ball roll down the first base line, hoping it will kick foul. It stops dead on the chalk line and the run scores."

"He never told me all that."

"I bet he didn't tell you that some scouts have been looking at him, either. A scout from the Senators came to see another player last year, but was so taken with Frank that the Senators have been watching his games since, and other teams have popped in from time to time also. He may have a future in pro ball."

"I'd love to see him play pro. Maybe he'll end up with the Dodgers."

"You really like baseball?"

"Yeah. My brother and I used to play catch."

"Seriously? You can throw the ball? I mean really, not like a girl?"

"There's not much room here, but how's this form?" Lisa stood and whipped her arm in an overhand throwing motion. "I've got a real glove, too. Big brother can throw hard but I can catch him. He tried to teach me how to throw a curveball, but I never got the hang of it. I did it once or twice but never knew exactly why those curved and the others didn't."

"Impressive. I like to play, too. I wish we went to school together so I'd have someone to play catch with."

"Come on down to Sarah Smith sometime. Maybe you can ride with Joel, one of Frank's fraternity brothers. He's sweet on one of our sorority sisters and they visit back and forth."

Tammy turned to Doris. "So what's your big secret? What are you hiding from everyone else?"

"I like science and math."

"She's too modest, Tammy. She goes to an engineering school as well as Sarah Smith – a double major. Since she's dated a lot of guys from Johnston Smith she has an alter ego –shy, virginal Anna. Anna is supposed to be Doris' sister. She dresses different and acts different. You should see her act! The guys can't believe Anna and sexpot Doris are one and the same."

Doris grinned. "It's worked for going on three years now."

"Good for you! So, we have that secret identity thing in common. I have to tell everyone that T. C. is my brother. So far nobody has asked to meet him, thank goodness."

As the second half was about to begin T. C. looked over her notes and shook her head. "It will take more than what we've got to beat Eastern. We've been playing way over our heads, and that can't last. We just don't have the horses to keep up with them; we'll be worn down by the fourth quarter. Their guys only play either offense or defense, so they stay fresh. A lot of our guys play on both sides of the ball. I wouldn't be surprised to see us have to resort to some trick plays to even keep the score close."

In the third quarter Eastern ground out a long drive against a tiring defense, culminating in a touchdown. The predominantly red-clad crown groaned, while the small blue contingent in one corner of the stadium celebrated. Eastern's superior athleticism seemed to be finally wearing Western down. The one brief glimmer of hope came as Eastern got cocky and went for two, but Stu stopped the runner inches from the goal.

Early in the fourth quarter Western was hemmed in deep in their own territory. A running play resulted in a tired Stu being tackled for a three yard loss, and a pass play was broken up. On third down Stu took a pitchout and sprinted toward the sideline. The Eastern defense brought linebackers and most defensive backs up to stuff the run but Stu abruptly pulled up and kicked the ball.

T.C. jumped out of her seat. "A quick kick! Caught them napping! With a good bounce we can pin them deep."

The kick caught the Eastern defense going the wrong way as Bobby streaked downfield on coverage. The lone defensive back was forced to backpedal but the ball was over his head and took a strong Western bounce. The defender tried to corral the wildly bouncing ball that looked like it would roll deep toward the goal. He tried desperately to catch the ball to down it, but the ball glanced off his hands and Bobby realized the ball was live and he could recover it for Western. Bobby managed to corral it and fell on it as it rolled into the end zone for a touchdown. When he scored the Eastern back was still ten yards away. The extra point was almost blocked, but cut Eastern's lead to two.

That was the jolt of energy Western needed. Eastern was forced to play a more conservative defense, but with determination was able to keep Western on their own end of the field, content to sit on the lead and run out the clock.

As the clock wound down the Western quarterback lofted a desperation pass toward Bobby running down the right sideline. The defender slipped on grass still slick from the previous night's rain, missing what should have been an easy interception, but recovered in time to force Bobby out of bounds at the Eastern ten yard line.

Despite the adrenaline shot, the Eastern defense stonewalled the tired Western line. Three running plays netted five yards, and Western called time out with five seconds remaining. The Western coach motioned an official over and said something, pointing out onto the field. The official nodded and quickly huddled with the other officials. When Western lined up for the field goal attempt Eastern called a time out and huddled on the sideline.

T. C. was worried. "They've already blocked a punt today. And this season so far they've blocked seven attempted field goals. Seven! We are really tired, so this could be dicey. Look! They're substituting some fresh linemen – and they look big. I hope we can hold long enough to get the kick off. We're way over on the hash mark, too. From this close the kick will be at a sharp angle. But, we're only down two, so I'm crossing my fingers."

The teams set for the field goal try, and a silence fell over the crowd as everyone held their breath in anticipation.

Bobby was the holder for the field goal unit. As the ball was snapped the Eastern line gave a mighty shove, creating a seam for a tall defensive back to streak through for the block. Bobby caught the snap but never put the ball on the ground; he tucked it under his arm and sprinted toward the center of the field on his left. Suspecting a trick play such as this, Eastern had some defenders ready and they closed in rapidly to prevent Bobby from scoring. Stu flattened one of them with a block, but the other got around him. 

Bobby suddenly stopped and held the ball out in front of him as he faced the goalposts. The ball dropped, and as it hit the ground the crowd groaned. When the ball caromed up Bobby kicked it and it wobbled over the crossbar. The officials signaled the score.

The Eastern coach angrily waved his arms at the officials as he ran out onto the field, screaming that it was a fumble on an illegal play. The head official conferred with him and the coach eventually threw his hat down in disgust and stomped on it. The official raised his arms once again to emphasize the kick was good, and the stadium erupted. The blue-clad fans stood with their hands clasped on their heads and mouths hanging open in stunned disbelief.

T. C. danced for joy. "A drop kick! A drop kick! I've never seen one before!"

Lisa was puzzled. "I don't understand. It looked like a fumble."

"It's a legal kick, but it's never used anymore because it's so hard to do and you can't kick it very far, especially with any accuracy. That's probably why coach talked to the officials, to let them know it was coming. Believe me, the zebras were watching closely to make sure it was done legally."

Doris looked at the scoreboard, showing the final score Western 10, Eastern 9, and shook her head. "I've never been much of a sports fan, but I'll admit this was really exciting. Maybe I should take up a sport."

Lisa looked at her slack-jawed, and Doris laughed. "Just kidding! The only sport I can do involves a bed, and it gives me all the excitement I need."

Lisa added "And you can do your 'Frank' experiments!" T. C. looked bewildered.

Doris laughingly said "We'll explain about that tonight, T. C. It might be something you want to try."

"Ooh, yeah. We will talk more tonight." She gathered up all her notes "Well, I'd better be off so I can dash off an article. So much to write about! Just remember, when I leave this booth I'm Tammy Palma."

The girls watched Tammy go down the stairs and into the crowd, and then joined the happy throng streaming out of the stadium themselves. Frank caught up with them and gleefully predicted "I'll bet there's a panty raid tonight!"

Lisa frowned. "That's disgusting. Richard told me about them."

"There will be a lot of guys not going to the dance and who are in a celebratory mood with a lot of energy to burn."

Doris laughed "If only they knew that I'd give them whatever they wanted! Well, if they proved themselves worthy first."

"Ladies, I'd like to take you both out to dinner before Doris sees what she can find out about the 'student bodies' on campus."

"What about Tammy?"

"She's got an article to write and will meet us at the dance."

The downtown eateries were crowded, smoky and boisterous. It was hard to have a conversation over the backslapping loud recaps of favorite plays and intense discussions about drop kicks. During the meal Frank jerked his head toward the table next to them. The girls leaned over and clearly heard a group of guys planning the panty raid.

Lisa became worried. "We've got to go back to the Gamma house to change for the dance. Are we going to get caught in that?"

"I doubt it. For some reason they seem to leave the sororities alone. They head for the girl's dorm on campus because it is on their way to the girl's school down the street. I guess the sororities are too spread out and the crowd tends to congregate where there is a greater concentration of girls. I'll walk you over to the Gamma house and then back to our house, just to be safe. After I get ready we can head over to the Student Union for the dance. Stu and Bobby will celebrate with the team for a while and will meet us there."

As Frank escorted the girls to the dance they could hear the cheering and chanting of the panty raiders gathering across the campus.

Music spilled out of the ballroom as the three waited just outside the doors. Tammy was the first to arrive, but was soon joined by Stu and Bobby.

Inside the dancing was just getting under way, with most attendees sitting out the first few numbers.

Lisa enthused "Wow. This band is MUCH better than the 'Knights of Old'"

"They're students, too. Music majors. Gigs like this help pay tuition."

The lively music had them dancing but the group periodically rested at one of the tables ringing the dance floor. "When does the booze come out?" Doris asked.

The others laughed and Frank answered "This is an official school function. I'm afraid it's dry. We'll have to go somewhere else to get something."

Doris volunteered "You may remember, Frank, I keep an emergency libation supply in my car. What do you say we dance a bit more and go somewhere else to celebrate further?"

The three couples strolled out of the ballroom around nine-thirty, leaving the music and dancing behind, strolling over to the Gamma house and Doris' car. When she produced scotch and vodka, they stopped to consider.

Frank told Doris and Lisa "I'm at a loss as to where to go from here. We don't have anything like your arboretum at Western State. Also, it's a bit chilly for outside activity, at least to my taste."

Tammy held up a set of keys and jangled them. "I've got a place. Follow me."

Tammy led them to a back entrance to the gym and unlocked the door. After she locked the door behind them she led them down a dark hallway, counting doors. "Here. This is it. Right across from the coaches' office."

The door opened into a locker room, and the group filed in. "What do you think?"

Frank asked "How did you get keys for this?"

"Coach Parker's daughter, Jessica, is in one of my classes. She uses this place occasionally for some 'extra-curricular activities' and loaned me a set of keys. Basketball team doesn't practice this weekend. I know it is a bit Spartan, but I think we can find some useful items in here."

Again she unlocked a door, this time to a storage room. "There are lots of towels in here, and there are paper cups up on the top shelf. All the balls and other practice equipment is another closet accessible from the gym court."

Doris nodded appreciably. "Damn! First Frank with keys to the lab and now this. Very resourceful. I think we can find things we can use in here. Let's start with those cups."

Doris set up a 'bar' on a locker room bench and the group poured drinks. Doris wandered around with a cup in her hand, exploring. She poked her head into a darkened area and asked "What's in here, Tammy."

Tammy flipped on the lights. "Showers. This is where the team showers after practice or a game."

"Not like the showers at Sarah Smith. Look at this, Lisa! Everyone showers together in one big room."

"I'm not sure I'd like that."

Frank explained "gang showers are busy. Guys wander in and out as they are ready."

Doris pursed her lips. "Hmmmm."

Lisa laughed. "Uh oh! 'Hmmm' means Doris is cooking something up."




Doris and Lisa Ch. 04



"Just thinking, Lisa. It's always good to think ahead. Right now let's take stock of what we've got. We have a locker room with benches. We have a supply of towels and such. We have a separate room with piles of soft items. We have a shower. We even have a bathroom handy. I'm sure we can put it all to good use. Maybe we should have our athletes give us a demonstration on how the locker room is used. You guys lead the way, and we'll follow your lead. I want to know what you guys do in here."

Tammy said "Um, Doris. You four start whatever you are going to do. I want to take Frank out onto the court for a chat."

Tammy led Frank by the hand through another door and onto the dimly lit basketball court, and motioned for him to sit with her in the bleachers. 

"What's up, Tammy?"

"You tell me. Why haven't you asked me out? I thought you liked me."

"Hey, we spend a lot of time together. I spend more time with you than any other girl on campus." 

"Talking sports."

"I thought you liked to talk sports."

Tammy threw her hands up in exasperation. "I do like to talk about sports. I love to talk about sports. But we only seem to talk over a milkshake or a soda in the Student Union."

Frank frowned. "You are one of my best friends. Are you saying that we should go out sometime? We have gone to a movie together. It hasn't all been talk."

"Ending with a quick good night kiss. Frank, I want more. I want to be more than a friend."

"Oh. I guess I've always thought of you as a friend. You are so easy to talk to."

"And you even tell me about other girls. I know what you did when you went to Sarah Smith. Can't you ever think of me that way?"

"Well...uh...I...uh..."

"Look at me Frank. What do you see? Really look at me. Do you even know what color my eyes are?"

"Um...they are...brown?"

"Look, Frank. Look at me. Tell me what you see."

"Tammy, I...uh. Okay." He took a deep breath and let it out. "Here is what I see. A pretty girl with brown hair cut in a bob. Your eyes are brown..."

"Lucky guess before."

"...you have a bright smile and full lips. You...um...fill out your sweater. You have shapely athletic legs."

"Does any of that appeal to you?"

"It all does."

"So, I ask again. Why haven't you asked me out? I want to talk to you, yes, but I want to feel my hand in yours. I want to feel your lips on mine. I want..."

She was cut off as Frank put his arms around her and pulled her in to cover her lips with his own. "Am I getting close?"

"It's a start."

Another kiss. Her hands rested on his chest, and he held her face in his hands.

"Umm. Better."

"Oh yeah? I'll show you better!"

He kissed her with a passion he never expected. He combed his fingers through her hair. She opened his blazer and pushed it off his shoulders, and began to loosen his tie. He wrapped his arms around her and ran his hands up and down her sides. When his thumbs brushed against the sides of her breasts she pulled from the kiss to concentrate on removing his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. 

Frank unbuttoned her sweater. When she shrugged it off he cupped a breast and she sighed with pleasure. She yanked his shirt out of his pants and he quickly pulled his arms out of it, turning the shirt inside-out, and returned to fondling a breast. Her sighs and moans led him to open the front of her dress, held closed by only four buttons from the neck to the waist. She stood up to step out of the dress and unfastened his belt. He kissed her again and they fumbled with each other's underwear. He held her and caressed a bare breast. Special attention to the nipple caused her to arch her back.

She grasped him and was amazed. "I think you could hit a baseball with this! I've never imagined anything this hard. I want you Frank. I want all of you. I don't care if we are on the floor or on a pile of rocks, I want you."

Tammy sank to the floor and Frank took time to drink in her body through his eyes. "You are beautiful, Tammy. I can't believe I never noticed it before."

He lowered himself to kiss her and once again fondle her breasts. He kissed her neck and throat, over her collar bone, between her breasts and then around each breast. Lips and tongue spiraled around her breasts, from her chest to the tips. She moaned again when he pulled on a hardened nipple with his lips. He moved to a position between her legs and trailed his hands down her body to her legs, circling her knees before roaming up the inside of her thighs, at last burying in the warm softness hidden there.

Another kiss led to a trail of kisses down her body to her legs and up between her thighs. When he kissed her nether lips she gasped in pleasure. Tongue played within the fleshy folds, and he kissed the upper part, drawing out the nub. His mouth worked on her labia and its hidden secrets while two fingers slid inside her and one hand wandered back up to a breast. She began to buck against him until she went rigid and moaned, soaking his hand and the fingers buried inside her.

He didn't give her time to catch her breath, but reached inside his pants pocket and fished out a square package. After tearing it open with his teeth he slipped it on and lowered himself once more. This time he sank into her, feeling her warm softness as it engulfed him. Slow rhythmic thrusting was met by her own, but her need led to increased tempo and intensity. As she thrashed about crying out, he set his mouth on hers and muffled her cries with his own moans of pleasure. Her second climax was much more intense, squeezing him hard and causing his own eruption inside her. They continued thrusting until they were both spent, aglow with satisfaction.

"I've dreamed about this, Frank, but this is so much better than any dream."

"I can't believe I haven't imagined that I would want this, too."

"Hold me, Frank. Hold me."

He rolled off her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to him so her head was on his shoulder and he could stroke her hair.

"What do you mean, Doris?"

"Let's role play. We're all in here after practice, suited up in our uniforms. How do you proceed from there?"

"Well," Bobby explained, "if it was a light workout we might just undress and change into street clothes. After a game or intense practice we would grab a towel and shower before changing."

"Okay! Let's go...Woo hood, that was a good practice, huh? Gosh, I'm kind of sweaty. I think I need to change out of this uniform." She began to unbutton her sweater.

Stu laughed. "Well, I guess we all should, since practice is over." He took off his jacket and hung it in an unused locker, then began to remove his tie and shirt. Bobby looked at Doris to see if she was serious, but her sweater was already off and she was working on the buttons of her blouse. With a shrug of his shoulders he also began to undress. Lisa, not to be left out, quickly joined in.

Doris was fast, and was soon standing around naked, folding her clothes to put them in an unused locker. By the time the two boys were down to their underwear Lisa had caught up and stood in her panties. Only briefly, though. The panties slipped off and were tossed into the locker she had chosen.

Stu and Bobby stood in their underwear, exhibiting significant bulges, and stared at the girls. Doris towering over them, yet perfectly proportioned, stood facing them with her hands on her hips. Diminutive Lisa stood nearby. "Well? Slowpokes."

Bobby was enthralled with Lisa's breasts and the patch of red between her legs, but pushed down his underwear, releasing his 'more than adequate' erection and tossed the garment into the locker. Stu was a little hesitant.

"Come on, big guy," Doris encouraged. "We heard about a certain attribute you may have. We've shown you ours, now show us yours."

He laughed. "I've never encountered girls like you two. If this is how you all are at Sarah Smith I'll have to make a few trips down there after football season." When he pushed off his underwear the girls gasped.

"Holy crap, Stu! I didn't know they ever grew that large, and believe me I've seen plenty of them. I want to touch it."

Stu shrugged his shoulders and Doris wrapped both hands around it. Lisa sat down on a bench beside him and stared. Doris reluctantly let him go so Lisa could have a turn. She lifted it and examined it closely. "This thing looks dangerous. Does it really fit inside? God that must hurt."

"Of course it will fit, Lisa," Doris said. "Remember, a baby can come out of there, so it stretches. But look at how long this thing is, too. It looks like a salami you see hanging in the deli. Holy shit!

Lisa look at Doris and said cryptically "Want to try the test?"

"First class idea! Okay guys, step right up. Lisa will attend to you while I prepare something."

The two boys looked at each other and shrugged. Lisa stroked Bobby into complete hardness while Doris rummaged in her pocketbook. When Doris appeared ready Lisa took him briefly in her mouth bringing a gasp from Bobby.

Doris studied Bobby and then placed a quarter in him. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Shh. I promise it won't hurt. Just stand still. I'll explain when I'm finished."

Another quarter was placed on top of the first and then a third, which caused noticeable sagging. A fourth quarter managed to barely stay on. Doris studied it and carefully set a dime on top. The sag clearly couldn't hold any more, but she tried another dime, causing the change to slide off.

"A buck ten. Not bad. Let's see...that's about .7 Franks. Next!"

Stu laughed at what he had seen, but gamely stepped up to Doris. Lisa noted that one of her hands didn't nearly wrap around Stu. She tried to put him to her mouth, but could only get the head in. "I'd gag if I tried any more of that. Let me work on him some more, Doris. I don't think he's ready yet."

Stu looked down as Lisa held him and rubbed him on a breast, then held him between her breasts and squeezed them together. Stu gulped.

"Okay. I think that's the best we'll get."

Doris stroked him longingly, paying attention to the underside. "I agree, Lisa. He's so big it's heavy. Well, here goes." 

A quarter didn't cause much movement, but a second one did. The third one almost caused collapse, but she added two pennies before it gave way.

"Seventy-seven cents. By quick estimation that would be about...half a Frank."

"Somehow that makes me feel inadequate."

Doris laughed. "This has nothing to do with adequacy. It's merely a rigidity measure. The process is still in the developmental stage."

"What's a Frank?"

"A Frank is the baseline we use. A buck fifty seven. It's based on a real person."

"Who? Our Frank?"

"You guys live with Richard, right. You know the rules? Rule number two. We don't have to tell. Let's see. Now we've all taken off our uniforms. What next?"

"Showers."

"Let's go!"

"Are you serious?"

Lisa laughed. "I knew that 'hmmm' earlier meant you were cooking up something. One thing you guys should know – Doris has a fertile imagination when it comes to nakedness and sex."

Doris held up her hand. "Wait a minute. What are we thinking here?"

"Uh, showers?" Stu volunteered.

"But why? We're role playing but we're not really sweaty. I think we need to get sweaty for real first. Then showers."

Everyone stood looking at Doris. She finally addressed their stares. "What? Don't you know how to get sweaty?"

"What do you suggest?"

"Physical activity, of course. How else to get all nice and sweaty?"

When no one moved she said in an exasperated tone "Okay, I guess I'll just have to take the bull by the horns here. Or maybe the bull by the horny. Come here Stu. You don't mind if I take Stu, do you Lisa? I suspect Bobby is a better fit for you."

The three others laughed and shook their heads in disbelief.

"Here, fella. Let's start things out by you stretching out on this bench. Let your feet be on the floor, that won't be a problem."

Lisa and Bobby watched, amused, as Stu stretched out along a locker room bench. Doris surveyed the situation. "I believe we've had a bit of deflation, Stuart. First thing is to remedy that situation. Hey, you two get your own bench. There's one over there. Of course, you can watch if you think you might learn something."

Doris straddled Stu, sitting low on his chest and facing his legs. She took the soft, but still enormous, penis in her hands and stroked it until it showed signs of life again. Then she stood on her long legs and skootched her body up toward Stu's head. When she bent over to attend to the growing erection with her mouth she settled down so the thatch of blond hair was in front of Stu's face. "Hey, big guy, if you get any ideas from what you see, I won't mind."

Stu laughed and admired the scene before him for a moment. He reached up with his hands and spread Doris so he could attack the tender pink flesh with his tongue.

"Oh, boy! I like your ideas."

Stu wasn't used to girls taking over half of him in their mouths. "And I like your ideas, too."

She popped him out and stroked. "Tell me. How do you ever stuff all this into a jockstrap?"

From the other bench, Bobby howled, and Lisa snorted as she covered her mouth with a hand to keep from laughing out loud.

Stu blushed. "Well...To tell the truth I have an extra-large size."

"Extra-large, indeed." She swung a leg over him to stand beside him, admiring. "I know I've never had one this big before, and I've seen plenty. Let's check it for fit."

She stepped over him once more, this time facing him. Even with her long legs she had to maneuver so she was in position. She held him straight up and gradually sank onto him until he was fully sheathed. "Mother of God! I've never felt anything like this! I think I'm in love."

Stu's shoulders shook and she cut him a look. "Don't you go and get all soft again. I want all of this. Oh, that feels good."

She pistoned up and down and Stu's eyes grew big. "I've never had anyone take it all before. What a feeling!"

"Hey Lisa. Before you get busy toss me a rubber."

Doris eagerly tore open the package and dismounted briefly to roll it on. "Holy shit! It only rolls out to less than halfway down."

Remounting, she resumed her movement and Stu met her, thrust for thrust. When she felt him begin to tighten she stopped. "Oh no you don't! Not until I'm ready. Here, play with my tits. I like that."

She leaned over and Stu gladly fondled, kneaded, caressed. When she leaned further he took one in his mouth and played with a nipple. "Oh, yeah. That will help."

She began her hip movements, but slower until she felt herself building. When she was about to peak she raised up and pistoned faster, throwing her head back, eyes closed with pleasure. She moaned loudly as she climaxed, vaginal muscles pulsing around Stu. He only lasted a few seconds longer before unleashing a torrent, his pulses fighting her contractions. She collapsed onto his chest, the two of them panting.

"Jeez, Doris. I've never been all inside a girl like that before. What a feeling! That was intense."

"Yeah, it was for me, too. I thought that thing would come right out my throat!"

The room was quiet, with the only sounds their labored breathing. At last Doris turned her head. "What are you two gawking at? Get busy."

Lisa and Bobby looked at each other and laughed. He asked "Is she always like this?"

"Always. And always has new ideas."

Bobby looked Lisa up and down and he began to grow again. 

She noticed. "Um, Bobby? There's something you should know. I'm a...I've never..."

Bobby sighed. "Just my luck."

"Don't give up so easily. You live in the house with Richard, right?"

When Bobby nodded she added "And you understand the Rules, right?"

Another nod. "You should know that I've always operated under the rules, and I've never had a guy complain. If you're good to me I can be very good to you. How about we find out what we each like? I like to explore, don't you?" She sat on a bench and patted beside her. He sat so their hips touched.

"Tell me, Bobby. What do you like to touch on a girl?"

"Um..." He stared at her breasts.

"I thought so. Well, do it. If you like to touch it chances are I like for it to be touched. If I don't like something I'll just invoke Rule Number One and we can move on to something else. How does that sound?"

"For a little girl you sure know a lot."

Lisa's eyes flashed. "I'm not a little girl! I'm just small. I can do whatever the big girls do, maybe more."

He kissed her and caressed her face as he looked into her green eyes. "I didn't mean it like it sounded." 

"It's okay. I get that a lot. I'm just tired of it. Let's talk about something else." She ran her hands over his chest and legs. "You are really bruised. That was a rough game, huh?"

"I don't know when I've ever been hit harder. They were hard to tackle, too. Stu took the brunt of it, though. He'll be black and blue tomorrow."

"I've never seen a drop kick before. I thought you fumbled."

He grinned. "That was the idea."

"Well, no fumbles here, okay? I hear you have soft hands. Show me. They may be little, but I've got some footballs for you to catch."

Bobby shook his head in wonderment, but one look into her smiling eyes told him she was serious.

She leaned over to kiss him and he tentatively touched a breast. "Ummmmmm"

With that encouragement he explored further, trying other touches on it. "I like that," she whispered in his ear. One of his arms easily wrapped around her and cradled the breast on the other side of her body. "Ooh. You do have soft hands."

Lisa nibbled on an ear and explored his chest. "No flab here! Here either. Or here."

Her hand wandered lower and lower on him. "Certainly not here!"

He lowered his head to nibble a nipple and his hand searched between her thighs, which she opened for him. A wandering finger started to enter her but she shook her head. "No. Rule number one. Not there. At least, not inside it. Feel free to touch anything else."

"Just a little?"

"Okay. But then stay around the outside."

His finger slowly worked into her until he felt the barrier, and he withdrew, but made circles around the opening before moving on. He knew enough to massage the labia and was rewarded with gushes of wetness. When he reached her nub she moaned "Oh, yes....right there."

His breast massages and nub touches brought her near to a climax. She writhed her hips and finally slapped a hand over his to press it hard into her slit and against the swelling button. She pressed his hand and moved it in a hard circular motion until she threw her head back and moaned loudly as she gushed over his hand.

When she finished she stared down at his now very hard member. She grasped it and played with it, stroking, teasing. Her tongue worked into his mouth and her free hand went down to behind where he sat on the bench and kneaded. "Oh, I like a firm athletic tush."

He began to thrust against her hand and she tightened her grip. When she felt him tense she lowered her head to rest on his chest so she could watch him spurt. Her hand worked with him to maximize his sensations, and he was left gasping.

"Didn't I tell you that you wouldn't be disappointed?"

"Uh huh."

"Did you ever have a girl that liked to watch it come out?"

"Uh, uh."

Lisa called out to the others "We're about ready for a shower here. How about you?"

Doris answered weakly. "I don't want to move. Give me a minute."

Stuart added "Me, too."

Lisa looked at Bobby's glistening abdomen. "Maybe we should get started. We need to clean you up."

"Let's wait a minute, too. I want to play a little more." He stretched out on his back on the bench. "Come here and sit on me."

Lisa straddled his hips and eyed the milky wetness on him. "Maybe this will rub in. What do you think?" When he nodded she spread it around on his abdomen and chest, and rubbed some into her glistening vulva.




Doris and Lisa Ch. 04



"Come up a little closer." She slid up to position her red bush in front of his face. "Like this?"

"Yeah. I want to see what a virgin looks like, and I want to play a little, too."

He spread her open and she leaned back to give him a good view of the moist pinkness. He poked around until he located the nub and spread her labia so he could see it. "I've never really looked down here before. I wanted to see what gave you such pleasure. So this is it?" He poked around and she said "Ohh, yeah. That's it."

"Interesting. Now here's what I really want to play with – these little 'footballs' as you called them. Gosh they're nice. I always thought bigger was better, but I really like these, both the size and shape. I never really thought about how tits could be so different." His hands reached up to cup and knead her.

"You'll get me all excited again."

The sounds of movement caught their attention. Doris called out "Ready for showers now."

Lisa dismounted and Bobby led the way into the showers and turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, then bowed at the waist and motioned with his hand. "Ladies first."

"Hey, we're not ladies. We're team members, remember? At least for the next few minutes."

The four of them stepped into the shower area and Lisa said "Bobby needs to be cleaned up. Is there some soap we can use, or do we just use our hands?"

Stu noted "Everyone brings their own soap. Mine's in the football locker room. We'll have to make do with hands."

"You won't mind that, will you, Bobby?"

Doris interrupted "Hey. I want a turn with Bobby. I can clean him up good. Lisa, why don't you help out Stu? Remember, Stu, she's a no-no. God, we'd have to take her to the hospital, so keep it to touching. I think you'll learn that just because a girl's a virgin doesn't mean she is a prude."

Bobby laughed "I'll say!"

Doris and Lisa switched places and Lisa was left staring at Stu. "Is that real? It's huge!"

"It gets a lot bigger. You saw it earlier."

"I thought it was a trick. That was before I realized that it could actually go inside..." she shivered. "It's as big around as a soda can, but as long as two or more. It's rather frightening."

"I promise I won't hurt you."

"Uh, Stu, do you mind if I..."

"Whatever you want to do, go right ahead."

"I want to try something, but I don't know if it will work. I can't do what Doris did, but maybe..."

Lisa held him in her hand and explored the length of it, the thickness of it. She marveled at the size of the sac hanging below, and held it gently. Due to the length and weight of it his erection didn't protrude straight out as Frank and Bobby did. Even though it was incredibly hard and straight it sort of aimed down from the sheer mass of it.

She encouraged him to explore her body, also. Except for that one place. He cradled her breasts and massaged the nipples with his thumbs. "Oh, wow. That feels good."

He kissed her and dropped a hand to her feminine secrets. Unlike Bobby, he immediately knew where her pleasure center was, and explored it. He placed his hand over her heat, cupping it briefly before sliding a finger between the folds, pleased with the wetness he encountered. A finger circled the vaginal entrance and slowly entered. "Uh, uh. Not there."

"Can I try my little finger, just part way?"

"Will you stop when I say so?"

He laughed "By the Rules, you know I will."

"As long as you agree. But go slow."

He shifted his had so his little finger worked into her. He reached a barrier at the second knuckle. "Stop."

"If I don't go deeper can I play a bit?"

"I don't know. I've never..."

He began to curl his finger and work it in and out. "That feels kind of good, but I'd like you to stop now."

When he withdrew the digit he circled the entrance, and moved his finger back to her anus. When he pushed it part way in, she stiffened. "I don't like that at all!"

"Some girls do. I wasn't trying to hurt you, just to let you know that there are other experiences out there that you may want to try some day." He resumed manipulating her nub until she squirmed. He bent to take a breast in his mouth and that was all it took to push her over the edge. She threw her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around him while he supported her until it died down, and he kept up a lighter intimate contact to build her up again. The second time she cried out and he was pleased to feel the contractions of her vagina and the release of more fluid.

She pushed him away to hold him at arm's length, then turned him so his back was against the wall and water poured over his head. Lisa sank to her knees and grasped him in two hands, lifting him up so she could use her tongue on him. She licked the length of it several times and took about a third of him in her mouth. Her tongue teased around the tip and she pulled away so just the head was between her lips and sucked hard on it. Alternating licking and taking him in, she brought him to the verge of ejaculation. She looked up at him and said. "I like to watch it come out."

After a final time of taking him in for a tongue teasing she pulled him out to lick as she grasped him tightly with both hands. As he was about to ejaculate she raised her head somewhat to her favorite watching position. His release was incredibly strong, and the first two spurts caught her by surprise, hitting her in the face. As his pulses became weaker she took the end of him in to taste the last of it as it came out. Stu collapsed against the wall, resting his head back against it.

"That was something, Lisa. For a virgin you sure have some moves."

Meanwhile, Doris and Bobby were engaged in a mutual pleasuring session. He caressed her breasts "these are the softest I've ever felt. They're fun to play with."

She licked his chest, licking up the last remnants of his ejaculate, and sucked on his nipples as a hand stroked him back to hardness. He entered her with a finger and showed he knew what to do in there, until she was well lubricated.

She broke from him and said "Let's try it this way." She turned around and bent over for him to enter her doggie style. He readily plunged into her and worked it furiously while he reached around her to manipulate those pillow soft breasts. She reached back to press on and rub her nub. She climaxed with a moan and he felt himself gripped in a sheath pulsing with tightness, nearing climax himself. 

"Oh, no! Not without protection!" She whirled around and took him entirely deep in her throat, each pulse jetting down her throat as he exploded, and sucked on it until he was dry.

Out in the gym Frank and Tammy grappled a second time, then, laying exhausted next to each other, nestled together. 

When they recovered she said "I wonder what's going on in there?"

Frank grinned. "I think you know what's going on. Same as here."

"But they don't know each other like we do."

"I know. You've heard about Doris and want to see if you can learn anything!"

She grinned as she gathered up their clothes "Maybe. Let's hold off on putting these on again until we investigate."

Laughing, they held hands as they padded back to the locker room door. When they opened it they heard water running in the shower. "Join them?"

"Sure."

The two newcomers stood at the entrance of the shower room and took in the situation. Bobby was pumping away furiously at a bent over Doris, and Lisa was nearing the end of her exploration of Stu's anatomy. "Looks like everyone's busy. Shall we join them?"

She tossed their clothes onto a bench and the pair stepped into the steamy shower. They found an unused shower head and turned on the water. An embrace turned into touching and kissing. He kissed everything he could reach, down to her feet and up between her thighs, where he used his tongue as he had earlier. She held his head in her hands and encouraged him, until she pulled him back up so she could grasp him.

Frank sighed at her touch and used his fingers to explore her while he nibbled on a breast. Within minutes they had both increased their breathing. "Now, Frank."

He held her and entered her, and she edged back toward the wall. When she felt it coming she wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her legs to wrap around him. He quickly reached around to support her from underneath as she began to thrust her hips. 

When he neared climax he suddenly realized "We don't have any protection in here!" She slowed her movements to ease him off, and he kissed her. Finally he said "I can't hold out any longer."

"Me, too. We've got to get you out."

She dropped her legs to the floor and Frank knelt down and spread her open for his tongue to work on the spots he had learned that she liked earlier. He sucked on the clitoral hood and worked his tongue under it. Her climax was full and round, reaching every part of her body, and he stood to hold her.

"Wait. You aren't finished yet."

"I wanted to please you."

"My turn now. I don't think I can do all that they are doing" she said as she observed both Lisa and Doris using their tongues, Doris even taking the whole member in her mouth.

She wrapped her hand around him and pumped, but paused and stared at it. Slowly she lowered her head toward it and tentatively stuck out her tongue. When it touched him he inhaled sharply. "Do you like that?"

"Oh, yeah. But be careful or I'll..."

She teased him with her tongue and just removed her mouth in time to avoid getting a mouthful. It caught her on the face and dribbled down to her breasts.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..."

She held up a hand to stop his protests. She ran her tongue around her lips to taste what was there. She stood and they embraced, smearing his ejaculate between them.

"I guess we really need a shower now. Good thing we're in one."

They washed each other off with their hands and observed the others doing the same. 

Tammy said "I'll grab some towels for everyone."

The other two couples look up in surprise at seeing Frank and Tammy there.

Doris said "I didn't see you come in."

Tammy laughed as she went to the storeroom "You were kinda busy. Gave us some ideas, though."

As they dried off Tammy noted "Stu, I'd heard rumors about you, but the real thing is even more impressive, and a bit scary. I don't think I'd like to try it, myself."

Stu sighed "Yeah, I get that a lot. I get a lot of hand jobs and some tongue, but rarely get to go all the way. Tonight was a real treat for me."

Lisa added "I don't know how it fit, but Doris took it ALL. Every blessed inch. And loved it."

"Yeah, it's a talent I have. Stu, baby, we'll have to get together again. Maybe you can come down to Sarah Smith for the party to celebrate the reopening of the Delta house."

"Not unless it's after football season. But, I'll accept the invitation then. Damn, you're good!"

When they were dressed Tammy threw the towels into the used towel bin to be washed, and they all headed for the exit. Tammy cracked the door open and peered out, closing it quickly. "Security guard's coming. Kill the lights."

"Did he see you?"

She checked the door to make sure it was locked. "I don't think so. His flashlight was aimed over toward the benches beside the lawn. Shh."

They held their breaths as the door handle rattled, and then was silent. Shortly they heard the rattle of at another handle at a side door. "I think he's just checking to make sure it is locked up," she whispered.

They waited about ten minutes before slipping out silently. As they hurried away from the gym Frank remarked "We're lucky he didn't come inside. He nearly walked in on us last night in the lab."

Tammy screwed up her face. "I don't even want to know about that."

At the Gamma house Stu and Bobby kissed Doris and Lisa. Doris said to Stu, "I mean it. Come down sometime. We'll have a good time."

Lisa added "She knows lots of places to go to for privacy, although all the ones I know of are outside. Probably not good for winter."

"Oh, I have some cold weather indoor secret places, too. No matter what the weather, Doris can accommodate."

Tammy kissed Frank before heading inside after he walked her over to her dorm. He made the kiss linger. "I want to see more of you, Tammy."

"You've already seen all there is to see," she teased. She touched his nose and added "call me."

"Oh, I will. I can't believe what I've been missing. Next week is an open date for the team, so you won't have an article to write. How about we do something Saturday? I feel we have a lot to catch up on."

In their room at the Gamma house Lisa was enthused about the weekend. "I'm glad we came. Bobby is real nice, but I think we've seen the last of Frank. He's quite taken with Tammy."

Doris was unusually pensive. "You know, I don't usually dwell on dates I've had, but Stu is something special. I really would like to see him again."

On the way home the next day it began to rain and Doris had to put the top up. Her head brushed the canvas.

"I hate to ride with the top up. It's uncomfortable."

The girls chatted, but there were long silences, too.

"Okay, Lisa. What's wrong? You've been unusually quiet."

"I don't know. I'm sad somehow."

"Even after the spectacular weekend we just had?"

"Yeah. The weekend was spectacular but...I can't explain it. I just feel kinda down."

"Well I'm looking forward to see Stu again. Now, there's what I call a stud."

When they arrived on campus Doris helped Lisa take her things up to her dorm room. Lisa started to say goodbye, but Doris indicated for her to come with her.

They carried Doris' suitcase and loose clothing up to Doris' room.

"Just put them over by the desk. Now sit."

Lisa sat on the edge of the bed and Doris sat beside her. "This thing that's bothering you. Does it have to do with Frank?"

Lisa sighed. "I guess. I mean, he came down here and we had a good time. He was wonderful. And Friday night was...special, the way he handled both of us. And now he's attached to Tammy."

"I thought there might be some jealousy involved."

"When he was here we talked baseball and I thought he really liked me. Now he'll be talking baseball with Tammy. You heard her – she can throw the ball around as well as talk about it. I thought maybe that's something he would like about me." She took a deep breath to keep from sobbing. "And now you have Stu, too."

Doris turned Lisa so she look the girl in the eyes. "Look, Lisa. Sometimes life doesn't deal a fair hand. I'm sorry about Frank. Stu is...an unusual physical specimen. In all my days I've never seen anyone like him. Let me explain something. Most guys have cocks that are different sizes when they are soft. But when they get hard they are all pretty much the same size. You understand a bell curve, right?"

Lisa nodded.

"Well, imagine a bell curve with the x-axis being hard cock size and the y-axis being numbers of guys. The highest part of the curve will be at something like six to seven inches. I've seen one guy with one so small we had to work on him manually. That's unusual, way off to the left on the curve. Then there's Butch, somewhere off to the right. Stu is like the farthest point on the curve. Now, I like them all, and many of them can satisfy me, but Stu felt like nothing I've ever experienced inside me. That I could feel every pulse and the sensation of him so deep inside was something that was amazing. Now, I'm not saying that we will have anything long term, but I'm going to hang on to him and see him whenever I can. I get the feeling he doesn't get to have actual sex very often, too."

"Again with the math...but I can understand that."

"Last night in the shower I switched places with you so you could experience something you may never see again. I think you handled it beautifully, although you found out how powerful his ejaculation is. I could feel it, even with the condom on. It just beat against my cervix."

Lisa nodded. "I appreciate what you did. I would have been happy with Bobby, but that was unbelievable. I couldn't even get that monster in my mouth except just a little bit."

"But you still feel something is missing."

"I wish I could find someone. Maybe I'll go join a convent or something."

"Don't be ridiculous. Look, there is one thing you need not worry about. That's us. I value you as a friend. You can come to me any time for anything. Anything, understand?"

Lisa nodded.

"I think you need to be reassured that you will always have someone. If you ever feel down just come see me. Do you see us as friends who can tell anything to each other?"

"Yeah"

"Guys are nice to have, but sometimes it takes..."

"...a girl to know what a girl needs."

"Right. And I think you need something right now. You just had a great weekend, but there is something missing. You regret not having a special someone. Lisa, I can be that special someone. I know you are for me."

"Really?" Lisa sniffed.

In reply Doris kissed Lisa, a lingering kiss. "Really."

"It's just..."

"Lisa. You want someone special. I do, too. Oh, Stu is a great lay and I'd like to spend time with him, though I'm sure not going to tie myself down by going steady with him. But, I'd like to spend even more time with you."

Lisa pulled her legs up, wrapped her arms around her knees and looked down. Doris rubbed her hands over Lisa's arms. "Think about something, Lisa. Have you ever had to tell or show a guy what you want?"

Lisa looked up. "Mostly yes. Except for Richard."

"Richard is one of a kind. Have you ever had to tell me what you want?"

"No."

"I know we are opposite in almost every way, but one way we are alike is that we trust each other and don't have to verbalize what we want or need. I know you need something right now. You need to feel an attachment, like you belong with someone. I'm telling you, you belong with me, and I belong with you. There I've said it. I've never said that to another girl, not even Margaret, and we've been best friends for years."

Lisa wiped her eyes with a sleeve and Doris held her face to kiss her again. This time Lisa closed her eyes and kissed back.

Doris unbuttoned Lisa's sweater and gently removed it, Lisa helping to shrug it off her shoulders. While she stroked Lisa's red hair she caressed a breast through her blouse.

"Oh, God, Doris. What are you doing to me?"

"I'm making you feel wanted. I want to be with you. I want to hold you. I want to lie next to you. I can do anything a guy can do except one thing, and you're not ready for that anyway."

"Maybe I am."

"No, you're not. And you're not going to give in to the next guy who looks at you twice, either. Choose carefully. I, however, can give you the feeling of closeness you crave."

Lisa threw her arms around Doris and rested her head on Doris' bosom. "Do it. Make me feel wanted."

Doris lifted Lisa's chin and bent to kiss her. Lisa unbuttoned Doris's sweater. "And I want you, too."

Doris helped remove her sweater and felt Lisa caress her breast. Kissing and caressing continued until Lisa began to unbutton her own blouse. Doris did the same with hers. Lisa smiled when she reached for Doris' breast through her bra. "I can't believe you really like the one I have so much that you went and got one for yourself. I like to touch it." Eventually they reached behind each other to unfasten the other's bra. Doris couldn't help cradling one of Lisa's small cones. Lisa reciprocated by fondling one of Doris' 'pillows'.

Doris pushed Lisa's shoulders until the girl was stretched out on the bed. Doris positioned herself so she could prop on her elbows and bend down to kiss her. Doris then lowered her body further so their breasts touched. She moved her body slowly up and back, caressing Lisa's breasts with her own. 

"Wow, Doris, that feels good."




Doris and Lisa Ch. 04



"For me, too."

Eventually Lisa reached to push on Doris' skirt and Doris got up to remove it and her underwear. Lisa sat up and fondled a soft breast for a moment and then kissed it. Doris sighed in contentment. "You have such a nice, gentle touch, Lisa. Gentler than any guy I know."

Doris again gently laid Lisa back. This time she slowly pulled off Lisa's skirt and underwear, and laid down next to the smaller girl.

"I'd like to do what you just did."

Doris nodded understanding and rolled onto her back. Lisa had to straddle Doris' long torso, but maneuvered to rub her breasts on Doris'. Lisa's body was so short that Doris could easily reach under her and place a hand over her heat. Lisa lowered her head and kissed Doris.

"Turn around, Lisa."

At first Lisa didn't understand, but it finally dawned on her what Doris wanted to do. She changed position so she was facing away from Doris' head, spread her legs wide and Doris pulled Lisa's hips until she was positioned to use her tongue.

"Oh, my!"

From her own pleasure she attempted to duplicate that on Doris, stretching out her neck and leaning as for forward as she could, she could just reach the pinkness below the pale glistening thatch.

"This is a different angle. I hope I do okay with it."

"You are marvelous. Just the right touch with your tongue as well as your hands."

Doris rotated her hips up and Lisa pulled on the exposed clitoral hood with her lips. Doris used her tongue to penetrate Lisa's vagina.

Lisa suddenly stopped and Doris sensed something wrong and disengaged.

"Something still wrong, Lisa?"

"I still can't get it out of my head. The passion right now is wonderful, and the other night was super. But...I...I just want to feel wanted, wanted for me, who I am."

Doris held her arms out. "Come here to Doris."

Lisa turned around and crawled into Doris' arms again. 

"Lisa, know that you are wanted. And you are loved."

"Really?'

"Look, I understand what you just said about passion. Passion is a wonderful thing. Love is better."

"Are you saying...?"

"I'm saying I love you. It's a special love, one that only girls can have for one another."

"Doesn't that...?"

"Make us lesbos? No. You know I've been with too many guys to even count. Remember my story about 'Anna's' encounter with a real lesbo over at Johnston Smith? That's not for me. And you – you're attracted to guys or we wouldn't be having this conversation." 

"But you've been with lots of girls, too. Maybe even my own sister."

"Yeah, you probably know a few of the girls I've been with. I'm going to pull a Richard on you, though, and not tell you exactly who. If they want to tell, I'm not ashamed of it. I know you saw me and Margaret a little while ago, but that was..."

"I know what that was. Margaret need some physical closeness and you gave it to her. I could tell what was going on, even if Margaret didn't think I understood. You and Margaret and Betty and Catherine and Sue..."

"...were close in high school and remain so here at Sarah Smith. You are different. Growing up you were always Margaret's bratty kid sister. I've watched you mature in the short time you've been here at school. Part of that is manifested in sexual experimentation, discovering what you like."

"I know what I like, but I'm trying to figure out what I want."

"Here's what I see. I want you, and I love you, as only a girl can. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you love me, too."

"I do, Doris. That's what scares me."

"I don't want to keep beating on this, but you will find a guy who wants and loves you. I have no doubt about that. Maybe I will, too. In the meantime I like what I have with you. I like to be with you. I like giving you opportunities to meet guys. I also like the way you make me feel. A lot of girls judge me. You don't. You understand me. Yes, I like the way you touch me, and I think you like the way I touch you."

"I can't deny that."

"And I guess I have some insecurities, too."

"You?"

"Yeah. I know someday I'm going to lose you to some guy."

"Do you really think about that? I guess I know you'll graduate and I'll still be here, so I'll lose you, too. I don't like that thought."

Doris brushed some hair from Lisa's face and combed her fingers through Lisa's red hair. "But that's over a year away. Who knows what will happen in a year. But, no matter what, for the next year and a half I'll continue to turn to you when I need that special something only you can give. What makes you so special, Lisa, is that you can satisfy me and I know it is done with love. I want you to know that however I can make you feel, I do it with love, too. If you need a cuddle, come to me. If you need to talk, come to me with any problem you have. If you need a screaming orgasm, come to me."

Lisa kissed Doris on the cheek and began to caress a soft breast, bringing a nipple back to stand at attention. "I feel better. I think I can use one of those last things right about now."

Doris cradled one of Lisa's breasts. 

The girls began to play with each other, teasing nipples, nibbling necks and tickling. Lisa's hand snaked down between Doris' thighs and fingers worked between labia and all around the clitoris, but not touching it. Two fingers entered her and curled inside. Doris worked around Lisa's vaginal entrance and slightly inside before massaging swollen labia.

Doris bent her head and took one of Lisa's breasts completely in her mouth, sucking hard on the entire thing while her tongue massaged a puffy nipple. Lisa moaned, even as her own mouth encircled one of Doris' nipples.

For the first time the two of them wrestled on the bed, laughing as they tried to bring each other to orgasm. Doris pinned Lisa and quickly turned to use her tongue in the red thatch, satisfied to feel the gushes of wetness. When she sucked on labia she got the desired response of loud moans, and Doris reached up to Lisa's chest to play with a nipple. Lisa squirmed and cried out as she climaxed. Doris didn't give up, but worked to get a second one and was gratified to have Lisa buck under her. When she sensed a scream about to escape, Doris covered Lisa's mouth in a kiss to muffle it, and was gratified to feel the pulses of wetness on her hand and vaginal contractions.

Lisa was left panting and Doris smiled at her. "Like that?"

"Yeah. But you..."

She pushed Doris back and fastened her lips over the clitoral hood while one hand worked fingers into the vagina and the other massaged a breast. Doris threw her head back as she climaxed, arching her back against Lisa's mouth and hand. Lisa felt the powerful pulses of Doris' contractions on her fingers and her hand was soaked. As Doris had done, Lisa kissed the other girl to hold in the cries that were about to escape her. Doris soon collapsed onto the bed, also spent.

"How about that? Good enough?"

Doris pulled Lisa up to kiss her and stroke her hair, and Lisa nestled in the crook of Doris' shoulder, absent-mindedly trailing fingers over the smooth skin of Doris' abdomen. They both fell asleep.

Doris awoke first and studied the girl she had wrapped in her arms. Why did Lisa arouse such feelings in her? It wasn't just the sex. It was more, much more. She kissed the top of Lisa's head and the girl awoke and stretched.

"Lisa, there's not another girl on campus who moves me like you do. With my heavy academic schedule I think I need a release like this his occasionally, just as you do."

"As you say to me, Doris. Any time you need me I'm available."

Doris stretched also, then noted the time. "Damn. It's almost eight o'clock. We've missed the dining hall. I know a place out on the highway out of town where we can go to eat and there won't be any guys from Johnston Smith to make snarky remarks about Anna. My treat."

The headlights of the MG carved a path through the darkness of the country road. The rain had stopped and the top was down. If anyone noticed the car all they would have seen was a blowing scarf and a flutter of red hair, and heard the laughter of two special friends.



Doris and Lisa Ch. 01



When Lisa regained her senses she found she was in Doris' embrace, with Doris brushing the damp red hair out of her face. "How do you feel, Lisa?"

"I don't know. Suddenly I wasn't here. You weren't here. Here wasn't here. I can't really explain it. It was beyond good. It was...I don't know the right word...maybe ecstasy best describes it."

"I think that must have been your best one yet. If I hadn't kissed you they probably would have heard you across campus."

"My body...it feels...like any further intimate touching would be almost painfully pleasurable. Does that make sense?"

Doris nodded.

Lisa propped herself up on an elbow. "What did you mean when you said you would loosen me up?"

"I knew you were so tight that first intercourse would be very painful. I just opened you up a little, so it will be easier on you your first time. Don't worry, your guy will still know you're a virgin."

"I tried to get Richard and then Frank to do it, but they wouldn't."

"Honest and trustworthy, both of them. Speaking of Frank, how was he for you?"

"Almost as good as Richard. Neither was as good as just now, though. How about with you?"

"He was a fast learner. By the end of the weekend he could eat me as good as anyone."

"Is that what you just did with me? Isn't it gross?"

"Not at all. I like it, and most guys like to do it, too. You just have to teach them how to do it properly."

"I'm afraid I wasn't paying attention to your technique, just the results."

"There will be time for instruction later. Right now we need to clean you up."

Doris reached over to the table next to the bed and grabbed a handful of tissues. She spread Lisa's legs to wipe her thighs and vulva, blotting up a small smear of blood. Lisa was aghast. "You did that?"

"To save you from a worse experience later." She tossed the wad of tissues into the trash can and snuggled back up with Lisa. "You know, much of what we do, especially whatever you do with me can be used with guys. Use the same kind of touching. You have soft hands and will drive them crazy. Don't let them set the pace. Take control. Trust me, you will be rewarded."

Lisa laughed "so this was a lesson?"

"Life is a series of lessons. Learn from them."

"You surprise me. That is very philosophical."

"Just because I'm blond doesn't mean I'm stupid."

Lisa blushed. "I didn't mean..."

Doris kissed Lisa and laughed "I know what you mean. It's all part of my dumb blond Doris act. Remember, I'm Anna, too."

Lisa played her fingers over Doris' face. "I think you are the most amazing person I know. I always thought Margaret's friends were snooty, but you are genuine. I like you a lot." Lisa's fingers trailed down Doris' body. "And one day I'm going to do this with my lips. I'm going to kiss you down there like you did with me."

"Here's where Richard's Rules come in. Remember rule number two - you don't have to do anything you are uncomfortable with."

"I would have been uncomfortable before, but now I'd like to try it." Suddenly Lisa's eyes widened "You don't do that to boys, do you?"

"Sometimes I do, but that doesn't mean you have to. Stay in your comfort zone."

Lisa sat up and reached for her clothes. "Next time we can talk about that. You can tell me what it's like and all. Right now I just want to remember today, how I felt...I felt...like...wow."

"Remember all that, but also remember to keep what you know about Anna in this room. Promise? Only Margaret and a few others in the house know."

Lisa nodded. "No one would ever suspect, and I certainly won't tell."

The two girls dressed and left the room together, meeting Margaret in the hall. "What have you two been up to? You certainly both have a certain glow about you. Are you corrupting my little sister, Doris? She's too young to get involved with you."

Pale blue eyes fastened on Margaret. "What we do is none of your business, Margaret."

Lisa put her hands on her hips and defiantly said to Margaret. "I'm right here, you know. You don't have to talk about me in the third person. And, I'll remind you, I'm an adult. I can make my own decisions about who I choose to be friends with."

Margaret's stared at her sister and her expression softened somewhat. "Sorry, Lisa. You're right. I just don't want you to get hurt. You have surprised me with what you have done here since the fire. I know I can't protect you forever and need to let you live your own life. Yet, if you get hassled by anybody you come to me and I'll take care of them."

Lisa laughed. "Like you did with Richard at the beach, huh?" With that she bounded down the stairs and out the front door.

Margaret watched her go, then turned back to Doris. "Honestly, Doris, if you're teaching her about sex..."

Doris crossed her arms over her chest and took on an unusually serious expression. "Or what? Who would you rather she learn about sex from? Somebody like Butch? You know Butch was working on her."

Margaret's shoulders slumped, and she suddenly looked haggard.

"Mags, the events of the past week have done a number on you. You look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders."

Margaret sighed "I feel like it. There is so much responsibility..."

Doris put her arm around Margaret's shoulders. "You're in luck, Mags. Cheering people up is a specialty of mine. Let's go into your room and see what you need..."