0 comments/ 23063 views/ 1 favorites Pled By: CaliDude87 The balcony of my new furnished apartment overlooked the beach. What a gorgeous view! I thought as I peered through the telescope at the bikini-clad ladies walking sexily along the sand. I returned to my bedroom and continued the laborious task of unpacking my luggage. I came across the shoebox with the PLED in it nestled among the shirts, and tossed it on the bed. The vision of sexy bikini-clad girls would not leave my mind as I hung my shirts in the closet, and pretty soon I was at the telescope again. Look at those luscious bodies! There were three girls walking together, obviously enjoying the stares from the various horny males around. Then the thought struck my mind: why not test the PLED now? I went to my bed, retrieved the device from the box, and returned to the balcony. The girls were still out there, now talking with a group of guys who were resting after a vigorous series of volleyball games. I raised the device, aimed it at the group of girls, and depressed the button halfway, as the manual instructed. The small screen lit up, and displayed the scene that the PLED was currently "seeing". I moved the device until the group of girls (and the guys whom they were talking to) appeared on the screen, then turned the zoom adjustment knob until only the three girls were displayed. Despite its small size, the screen showed their sexy bodies in excellent color, detail, and clarity! Superimposed over the image of the girls were some computer- generated graphics: a set of crosshairs in the center of the screen, and a small circle located somewhere over each person in the image. Two of the girls had red circles on them, indicating that they were in some way "attached" -- happily married, engaged, in love, whatever. The third girl had a green circle. Bingo! My cock stiffened as I looked at her image on the small screen, then peered into my telescope to get a better look. Ooooh was she SEXY! This was going to be fun. I aimed the PLED again, depressed the button halfway, and adjusted my aim until the crosshairs were on target. It didn't matter where the crosshairs were located exactly, just anywhere on the subject's body. Mmmm what a delicious-looking body... Then I pressed the button all the way. On the screen I could see her look up for a moment, seemingly bewildered as if some thought had entered her mind out of nowhere, then she shook her head and returned her attention to the people around her. I grinned and then began to move the PLED about, keeping the button halfway depressed so that the screen would remain on. I brought the four volleyball players into view. All of them had red circles above them -- shit! I scanned the beach for more guys. There's one... I whipped the PLED around and aimed it at a guy who was walking past the three girls, looking at them with poorly disguised lust. Green circle. I lined up the crosshairs and pressed the button. The guy stopped dead in his tracks for a moment, and his face took on that same bewildered expression for a brief moment. Then it went away, replaced by a look of sheer joy. The girl I'd "zapped", meanwhile, had turned to face him, and then they were running toward each other, shrieking with delight as though they had been passionate lovers who had somehow been separated a long time ago and had missed each other badly! They slammed into each other in a tight embrace, and he whirled her around and around as they kissed hungrily and passionately. The other two girls looked on in shock, and one of them put her hands to her mouth and began to giggle. My cock stiffened even more as I watched them kissing, her wonderful body pressed against his, those yummy boobs against his chest and their legs seemingly intertwined. Agent Charles Davis of the U.S. Department of Sex had made his first match. I went into the kitchen, made myself a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk, and returned to the balcony. They were still kissing! The girl's female companions were standing around looking exasperated, and one of them tugged at her shoulder, trying to get her attention. Finally their mouths parted, and the newly met couple turned toward the other two girls, who were shaking their heads, waving their hands, and saying things to them I couldn't hear from my balcony. Finally the whole group left the beach, the two red-circle girls leading the way and the couple trailing behind, his arm around her shoulders, their bodies pressed together. One thing's for sure, I thought. I certainly made THEIR day! I went to bed that night thinking about those sexy bodies and the sight of that passionate embrace and kiss, and my horny mind imagined what they'd be doing together in bed at that moment! I fantasized and masturbated for hours, then went to sleep. The next morning I woke up feeling happy, invigorated, and HORNY! I couldn't wait to "zapmate" my next couple. But where to go? Then the place came to mind -- a little-known place out in the desert called Deep Creek, where people went to enjoy the hot spring water, bountiful sunshine, beautiful desert scenery, and each other's company. Clothing was optional. I crawled up the 55 to the 91, crawled a little way more, then finally got past the stalled car which was slowing traffic and zoomed all the way to Hesperia, then drove through town and onto that difficult-to-find dirt road which leads to the canyon where Deep Creek is located. All the way there my mind pictured the creek, with its small strip of sandy beach covered with naked men and women stretched out on towels or folding lounges. Yummy naked female bodies mmmmm my cock was stiffening again! I got there, paid the $2 usage fee, and hiked the two mile trail to the bottom of the canyon. I was not disappointed. There were at least a couple dozen people there that day, basking in the sun and splashing about in the water. I stripped off my clothes and dove into the cool waters of the main stream. I looked back at the people on the shore and my cock really stiffened when I saw a pretty lady stand up, remove her bikini, and walk into the water. She reacted to the chilly water by crossing her arms tightly, lifting up her breasts. She tried splashing herself to get used to the water temperature, and her skin broke out in goosebumps and her nipples hardened. Ooooh I wished so badly that I could snuggle up against her and warm her! I swam back to shore, passing right by her. As I did I said, "you should try the hot springs up on the rocks on the other side! They're really warm, like a spa!" She smiled prettily, nodded, and said, "thank you, I will!" Her soft, sweet voice made me feel suddenly very warm and tingly all over. Then she dove into the water and began to swim across. I got out of the water, headed to my little staked-out spot, and sat down. My eyes scanned the crowd surrounding me: mostly big musclular hunks lying in the sun, their hard chistled bodies darkening to a deep bronze. There were quite a few girls around too -- spread out on towels, their scrumptuous bodies soaking up the sun and having a magnetic effect on male eyes, especially mine! I'd hardly ever been to nude beaches, so I was still not quite used to being around so many naked people. I reached down into my duffel bag, brought out the PLED, set the knob for the most wide-angle view, and pressed the button halfway. The small screen displayed the scene before me, with lots of red circles and a few green ones. I centered one green-circled lady on the screen and turned the knob to zoom in on her. She was reclining in a folding chair and reading a paperback. I could even see the title on the book: Stephen King's "Tommyknockers". I pressed the button all the way. She put the book down in her lap, looked around with a quizzical expression, shrugged (which made her boobs jiggle tantalizingly), and resumed her reading. I turned the knob to wide-angle again and brought the PLED around to point at a group of guys lounging around a big boulder. Lots of green circles there! I zoomed in one one muscular dude, centered the crosshairs on him, and depressed the button. I looked up, waiting for that look of bewilderment and then a joyous glance at the lady I'd zapped, but it didn't happen. Puzzled, I looked back down at the screen and saw the word "INCOMPATIBLE" flashing in yellow letters. It can determine THAT? Wow! I chuckled softly to myself and scanned around for another good-looking green-circled guy. There's one! I centered the crosshairs on him and depressed the button. Zapmate! The tanned hunk looked up, his eyes darting around as he scanned the crowd for... what?? Then his eyes locked with hers, and a smile spread across his face. He got up and walked toward her, and she put her book down again and got up. Ooooh they're both naked are they going to embrace right here?? He came up to her, and took her hands in his. They just smiled and looked into each other's eyes. Then he turned his head to indicate the trail leading along the stream, and looked back at her. She nodded with a big grin, picked up a large towel, and together they set off down the trail. Are they going to "do it" here? I was so horny -- I just had to see this! I waited a moment until they were down the trail a bit, and then I got up and followed behind them. The trail followed the stream for a while and then began to switchback up a hill. As they climbed the trail they were teasing each other, fondling and feeling each other, and as they passed a clump of bushes underneath the shade of a big tree he pulled her off the trail. With yelps of delight they dove behind the bushes. I quietly passed those bushes and continued up the trail, and then left it and clambered across a steep incline to another clump of bushes about twenty feet above the newly zapmated couple. I sat down and shifted myself into as comfortable a position as I could, and watched the hot and sexy action below me as my cock stiffened and stood straight up. The girl's towel was spread out on a slightly inclined clearing behind the clump of bushes, and she and her newfound love were make hot passionate love on top of it! He was on top of her, his muscular chest pressed against her boobs, and their legs were wrapping around each other wildly. They were kissing so deeply and passionately, and my breath was quickening just watching it! His face dove downward and buried itself in her breasts, shaking back and forth, licking, sucking, enjoying... her arms flew around his back, then they rolled over and she was on top, swinging her boobs from side to side across his face. He grabbed her sides and pressed his face in that wonderful flesh again, then sat up quickly as she swung her legs forward, and they embraced tightly as his lips and tongue hungrily devoured her chest and shoulders and neck and cheeks and lips, and her fingers dug into his powerful muscular back... ooooh I was becoming sooo HORNY!!!!! I had to resist the temptation to jump up from behind the bush, climb down to where they were, and join the action somehow. They were rolling all over now, kissing and rubbing and licking, and then he was sitting up and she was lying across his legs, and he had one hand on her hot pussy, rubbing and fondling and tickling, and the other hand feeling all over her breasts, and she had an eager hand around his hard cock, and their lips were pressed tightly together as they kissed with an incredible sexual vigor that only true love could create. Her hips began to buck as his fingers spread her pussy lips and squeezed into her channel. They wiggled and bent and twisted as they slid in and out, and her whole body writhed and undulated as those fingers drove her to heights of ecstasy she had perhaps never experienced before! Then he pulled out his fingers, bent over between her legs, tickled and licked her pussy lips with his tongue, and then plunged it inside her. Now MY body was moving as I watched his mouth press against her pussy, his tongue no doubt snaking in and out and all around, and her body bucking and writhing wildly as she moaned and shrieked, and her hands alternately grabbing the back of his head and squeezing and kneading her boobs. Then he sat up again, spread her legs wider, and with one hand guided his big cock into her. She SHRIEKED as he PUSHED it into her (her pussy must have been tight!), and then it was sliding in and out, faster and faster, pushing her whole body up and down. His hands went to her boobs and played with them as he rammed his MX Missile into her still harder. My second matching certainly looked to be successful, and I was eager to do more! I tore my gaze away from the hot sex before me, got up, and returned to the trail. I heard moans, grunts, and shrieks coming from behind those bushes, and they were becoming louder and louder, nearing a crescendo, as I headed down the trail and returned to the shore of the stream. My cock was still rock-hard and throbbing, so I lingered behind a boulder for a moment to let it relax before emerging into the crowd of sunbathers. Ooooh man there's that lady whom I talked to in the water! She was lying naked on a towel and rubbing Coppertone on her stomach and chest OH WOW and my cock immediately stiffened again! I fell in love right then and there. I wanted to be married to her, love her all my life, be the father of her children. I went to my duffle bag, pulled out the PLED, pointed it at her, and pushed the button halfway. Green circle. My whole body tingled with excitement. I pressed the button all the way and watched her stop oiling herself and look around with that familiar brief puzzled expression. Then I turned the device around and pointed it at myself. Pledge Class Payback The following story is true, or almost completely true. Names and specific locations have been omitted to protect the guilty. It contains scenes of non consensual exhibitionism, bondage, kidnapping and erotic themes but no sex. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now. This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including constructive criticism, and suggestions. * This is a true story of an embarrassing incident from college and it happened to me. First a little back ground. In High School I was buff with three Varsity letters in swimming. I was 5 foot 10 inches and 180 pounds with a 28 inch waist line. In my senior year, 1965, I was ranked 9th or 10th in the State of Illinois in my events (100 yard butterfly and 200 yard individual medley). My High School won every conference championship against our rival from the southern suburbs of Chicago. It was always a close call and the rivalry was very serious with fist fights erupting between students of the two schools from time to time. No guns, it was a simpler time. I wasn't world class, maybe top 200 in the US, but got offered a full scholarship at a state funded University. My grades were very good and I graduated in the top 10% of my class. The academic rating of the scholarship school was not that great so instead of taking it, the right decision, I made the wrong decision and went to a privately funded school in nearby Indiana that had a much higher academic ranking. When I got to the school I lived in the Dorm, a requirement of the University. In addition, you were not permitted to live in private housing, except Fraternities, until your Junior year. The University didn't meddle much in Fraternity affairs because they didn't want to rock the housing boat. We were pretty much ignored by officials and only got into trouble with the University if the police got involved. The University was religion based, requiring successful completion of several theology courses to graduate, so most of the Fraternities were pretty straight laced and conservative. But like most schools there are always some party animals that cannot be suppressed. A couple of Fraternities could have been the inspiration for the movie "Animal House" with heavy drinking and sex going on virtually around the clock every weekend. A serious University with high academic standards, that didn't happen with many during the week since it was difficult to keep your grades high enough to stay if you did that 24/7. As a good looking jock, known to most from my swimming, Varsity first year, I was invited to pledge several of the Fraternities, one of them, an animal house. Since the Fraternity had a reputation for wild weekend parties and lots of women "fans", at the end of my Freshman year, I pledged and became an active member. The parties were wild, the Fraternity was known to be well funded, had a party hardy reputation and had a large jock membership. It was a popular place on weekends for the rebelling preacher's kids and others like myself, testing our new found freedom. My 2nd year I moved into the first floor front bedroom next to the front door of the House. At that time I had discovered the fun of staying up late, getting up late, drinking and sexing as much as possible. I was also having a problem figuring out why I was there. I was staying up later and later, not going to classes and not doing what my family paid for me to do, but I was having a wonderful time. That first semester, the next pledge class was selected and were still living in the Dorm except during the two weeks of Hell Week. They were not allowed to leave the House except for classes. Also, they were required to obey all orders of all actives, except for felonious acts, acts that were likely to result in permanent injury and outright sexual service. The entire pledge class was required to be awake and on standby for orders until all actives were asleep. The hazing was severe and constant during waking hours and Actives were constantly humiliating pledges with stupid but embarrassing games and demands. Actives would trick pledges into disobeying rules, insist on humiliating or impossible tasks so they could give them swats with the pledge's three foot oak paddles. Swats from those paddles while nude and bent over in front of whoever wanted to watch was very painful and embarrassing. Most pledges had very red puffy asses throughout most of the two weeks of Hell Week. As I said earlier, I was always prowling around bored, watching TV, drinking beer or anything that didn't have to do with studying for classes. The pledges were not getting any sleep since I was an active and up most of the night. I told them to ignore me but they didn't believe it, thinking I was trying to trick them. Wouldn't you know it but the pledge class captain was the top sprinter from my High School's rival swim team! He was a big guy, more suited to football than swimming and the friction created by the old rivalry persisted. Finally one night I was tired and turned in around 4 AM. It was a hot fall night and I was sleeping nude with just a sheet. Suddenly I was grabbed by several strong hands. A pillow case was pulled over my head so I couldn't see. I was kicking and punching to fight off the attackers. However, I was still a little drunk and mostly asleep. Finally, duct tape was wrapped around my ankles over the sheet. Someone laid on top of me and my arms were pulled behind my back under the sheet and held by his weight and powerful arms. He growled, "this will teach you to keep us up all night." Another warned me not to move because they had a knife and didn't want to cut my balls off "right away." "Right away?" my mind shrieked! Not knowing what they were doing or how serious they were, I froze. I could see the light come on through the pillow case. Suddenly I felt and heard the sheet being cut to ribbons, exposing my nude body. One of the attackers laughed and said, "we caught him nude!" At this point I was excited, not a little worried and for some reason, had an erection. They wrapped duct tape round my wrists to keep them secure and pulled me out of bed. More duct tape was wrapped around my upper arms across my nude and hairy chest, tearing some of the hair out. Someone got an idea to add another strip of tape across my ass, pubic hair and my balls. As I continued to struggle, the tape yanked some of my pubic hair out and tried to rip my balls off. That was really hurting, so I stopped struggling. I was helpless, nude and exposed, tied up, with my balls and pubic hair being yanked and a raging hardon sticking almost straight out! I was blinded and didn't know what was going on or what they were going to do next. Several of them grabbed my legs and shoulders and lifted me off my feet. They carried me out of the room and out the side door of the Fraternity house. I heard birds, some female laughter and some Whoop Whoops. I could see light through the pillow case. It must have been early morning. The Fraternity House was at a street nexus on a rise above the main street on the way from the dorms and other Fraternities to the classrooms. It was one of those five point corners that routed five streets from the three major housing units to the two streets that bracketed the universities major classroom and administrative buildings. I was carried around the House in the front, around the front lawn and down the stairs to the parking area and thrown in to a car trunk. The car squealed away and drove for what seemed an hour, turning and climbing, speeding and slowing, stopping and starting until I had no clue where I was. It seemed I must be at least 50 miles from the school, nude and helpless, far from safety and in the hands of some sleep deprived angry Jocks, lead by my long time rival! Finally, we stopped and suddenly the trunk lid flew open. I was pulled from the trunk by a bunch of cursing men. One, complained he wouldn't touch me since I was nude and erect from the excitement and exposure. A couple of the others told him to shut up and help or he would be next. I could hear fear in his voice as he complied and that made me really worried. What was going on and what would happen next? I was carried up some stairs like a rolled up rug and I could hear men laughing, women giggling and shrieking. My dick got harder, yanking on my tape covered balls and I could feel the heat of the blood rushing to my skin, blushing wildly. Two of them grabbed my feet while two others grabbed my shoulders. They started swinging me back and forth like they were going to throw me in a lake bound and helpless. Finally, they all let go and I landed with a solid thump on soft grass, knocking out my breath. I rolled down a low hill a few feet, coming up against a sidewalk. My body was covered with cold dew and grass clippings. The laughing and giggling stopped and it was silent. Would the paddles come out, someone cut me? After a couple of minutes, again, someone told me to hold still to keep from being cut. Again, I froze. I could feel the tape holding my wrists and ankles being partially cut. I was told I was free and I started to struggle to release myself. Finally, ripping off most of the tape along with some of my pubic hair and skin, I pulled the pillow case off. It was broad daylight around 745 AM on a Friday morning and I was sitting, nude, next to the sidewalk leading to the front door of the Fraternity house! I was elevated about fifteen foot above the five roads and sidewalks and they were full of students on their way to class, laughing and pointing at the buff nude guy with the raging hard on. I immediately blushed even more and my hard on stiffened like it was made of steel. I tried to get up and run inside but I was still tangled up in the tape and I slipped on the wet grass. I fell on my face, down on all fours, with my ass pointing at the apex of the intersection. My attackers were no where to be seen. I was all alone up on the hill with my naked ass flashing a large portion of the student body! Finally I untangled myself, stood and ran to the front door, only to find it was locked for the first time in my memory. The laughing and pointing started again. I ran around to the side of the house, nude with my hard on bouncing, and into the back door. Inside was the pledge class, respectfully standing at attention, lining the hall and trying not to laugh. With them, of course, was the Pledge Captain with an evil smirk on his face. The Pledge Master was also there with a big smile on his face, a beach towel in one hand and a cold beer in his other hand. I took the beer, wrapped up in the towel and went to breakfast with my laughing brothers. The pledge class got some of their own back and weren't punished for their prank since it was well executed and fun for all but me. Later, I had to admit it was pretty funny. The Pledge Captain and I later became close friends. I never heard anything from anyone outside of the Fraternity about the incident except for a few days there were some wild stories about some unknown naked guy from my House was flashing the morning classes Friday morning. It was one of many stories and legends about my Fraternity and no one paid the incident much attention including University Administration. Within a couple of days, there was another outrageous event and my nude flash of the morning students was soon forgotten by the general student body. However, I got to bed early for the rest of hell week and locked my door from then on. I didn't want to repeat the experience, at least, not right away. * * * * * Copyright 2005 by sirbosk1 Registration number TX 6-209-406. Your comments are appreciated. Pledge Drive We now interrupt your regularly scheduled reading pleasure to take you to our pledge drive, already in progress... * "Hello dear Literotica readers," an overly perky middle aged blonde says, "As many of you may know, the holidays are fast upon us, and this is always a difficult time for us. So please won't you consider donating? If you enjoy taking advantage of some our fine reading material, then you should support the website that makes it possible. Our phone lines are already open, so give us a call." You try and tune her out, a little frustrated that whatever story you actually wanted to read is going to be delayed, but you can't help but notice your eyes drifting towards her more than ample cleavage. She's wearing a classy looking business suit and glasses, but she's somehow managing to show off a lot of her womanly curves. You are so distracted that you can barely pay attention to the phone lines ringing off the hook behind her, the various Literotica interns rushing to answer them as they take pledges. For a moment, you are almost tempted to call them up and tell them to sod off, but the middle aged pledge drive hostess keeps you interested long enough for that urge to pass. Soon she is joined by a rather skinny looking brunette man, younger than her, and also wearing a suit. "That's right Kelly," says the man, "If you value high quality erotica and want to support the website that gives you so much of it, then now is as good a time as any to make your totally tax-deductable donation. It doesn't have to be a lot. Even a little goes a long way." "We just need a serious commitment from you dear readers," the woman continues. "And to show how seriously we take our pledge drive," the man says as he puts his arm around her shoulders, "Kelly here has volunteered to let our donors fuck her silly!" "That's right," she continues, a plastic smile still on her face, "I've... wait... what?!?" Clearly the woman didn't expect this turn of events. "You heard us right readers out there," he says, "With any annual donation of two hundred dollars or more, you will have the opportunity to fuck our senior producer Kelly. Doesn't she have a sexy little ass guys!" The blond jumps a little bit in surprise as he roughly slaps her across the butt. "That's right readers," he continues, "For just two hundred bucks, you can have your way with this sexy lady! Fuck her up the ass! Get a blowjob! Even double team her! We aren't going to judge you. If you've got some fetish that you want to indulge, we say go with it!" The woman -- Kelly - turns and stares at him angrily. "Well," the host says, "Within reason. We kind of need her back in one piece next week so that she can continue to bring you high quality, online erotic literature. But other than that she's free all weekend, and eager to please you." Before Kelly can say anything, the phones begin wildly ringing. The overworked, underpaid and (to be quite honest) underfed interns quickly rush about, each trying to take as many callers as possible. Seems that there are a lot of people out there eager to fuck this middle aged bitch six ways to Sunday. For a moment, you are almost tempted to pick up the phone yourself and make a pledge. The other host walks out of frame for a moment, quickly returning with a slightly pudgy man. "And look here Kelly," says the host, "We have our first donor! George here has promised to give us a whopping four hundred dollars for a crack at your ass. What do you say? You wouldn't want to disappoint our loyal readers would you?" Kelly sighs, then begins to slip out of her classy little mini-skirt. "I suppose not," she says, going along with it, "But can we just make it quick! It looks like I'm going to have a lot of donors to service tonight." Kelly turns around and bends over, giving you a very nice glimpse of her big round butt. It looks surprisingly firm for a woman her age. For his part, George wastes no time in dropping his pants around his ankles and whipping out his rock hard dick. Walking up behind her, he slams it all the way up into her well-used ass. After all, she works in the entertainment industry so she's quite used to getting fucked up there. Nonetheless, you can hear you groaning as he continues to slam in and out of her. "Well Kelly," says her co-host, "Since you're eager to get this over with as soon as possible, I think we better bring our next donor out here. Come on, get up on stage Dwayne." On cue, a tall black man walks over. Kelly looks back and begins to shake her head, but the other host just ignores her. "Now Dwayne," the host says bringing the microphone up to his guest, "You also gave us a donation of four hundred dollars, so you are entitled to have your way with Kelly. Got anything in particular in mind." "Yeah," the black man nods, "I was hoping to get a blowjob from her." "What do you say Kelly," the host says, "Think you can accommodate that." "Oh fuck," Kelly screams out as the man behind her continues to pump in and out of her ass. "That sounds like a yes to me," the host says grinning wildly, "Do you have a problem with that George?" "Uh-uh," is all he can manage to get out, shaking his head as he keeps up with her rough anal fuck. "All right Dwayne," the host says, "Why don't you go over and shove it in her mouth." As he walks back over towards the beautiful businesswoman's face, you can see that Dwayne is quite well hung, even for a black man. His cock looks to be easily ten inches of rigid manhood. Kelly tries not to open her mouth, but given the rough fuck she's getting from behind, it is inevitable that she will scream out again. Almost as soon as she does so, Dwayne shoves the entire length of his cock into her mouth. Another thrust and he's already down her throat. Kelly looks to be fighting her natural instinct to gag at such intrusion as the two men pump in and out of her, thrusting the poor woman back and forth. Soon George begins to slow down. For a moment, you wonder whether he is out of breath or getting ready to cum. He answers for you by firmly taking hold of her hips and thrusting as far into her as he can go. Already being double teamed, Kelly nonetheless jumps a little in surprise as she feels an eruption of sticky hot seed shooting up into her bowels. Thoroughly spent, George withdraws from the overworked executive, letting a sticky trail of jizz spill out onto the studio floor. Kelly doesn't even care at this point. She simply kneels down, letting the mess get all over her pantyhose covered legs. At least it gives her a little more leverage, and she continues to suck off Dwayne, her head bobbing up and down as she struggles not to choke on his enormous black cock. You feel yourself getting aroused by seeing this woman's still naked ass as she gives a sucks the man's cock. Almost instinctively now, you again find yourself reaching for the phone. Just as you make your pledge, Dwayne takes hold of the middle aged woman's shoulder length blond hair, shooting his load right into her throat. Kelly turns and smiles as a massive gob of his black jizz leaks out of her mouth, spilling over onto her gratuitous cleavage. Since her jacket is already ruined, she begins to strip out of it, getting fully naked on stage. Sure enough, she has very nice boobs. They too look incredibly firm for a woman her age. Just as you feel yourself getting hard, the other host calls out your name. "Hello reader," he says, "Since you've generously chosen to donate more than two hundred dollars, you too will get to fuck our delicious senior producer. Got anything in mind?" You are speechless. "So," Kelly purrs at you with lust in her eyes, "What do you want to do to me big boy? I'm waiting..." And now we return you to your regularly scheduled reading pleasure. The pledge drive -- in case you were wondering -- was a massive success. Turns out a lot of men, and quite a few women, wanted a shot at Kelly's cunt, ass, mouth, tits and/or hands. Maybe next year we'll have to get twins. It's a much better gift than a fucking coffee mug or backpack! Pledge Duties My first time as the "guest star" in a threesome was in college. There was a girl named Tara who I had met and flirted with for weeks – she was always hanging around the frat house where I was a pledge, and I wasn't sure if she had a boyfriend in the frat, or was looking for one. She was really cute, had a wicked smile, a gleam in her eye, and a fat, round ass that was absolutely firm. It was the kind of ass I dreamed of, and I had beat off to thoughts if fucking Tara's sweet ass from the first day I met her. One day, Tara caught me reading a copy of Penthouse Letters, while I was waiting for an appointment to meet one of the upperclassmen, and she asked me what letters I liked. She picked up the magazine, and it turned to the section about anal sex. She laughed, licked her lips, and said "I knew you were my kind of guy." Then she turned the page and said – "But these are the ones I like the best." – they were all about guys sharing their wives or girlfriends. "By the way," she told me, "Kevin, the guy you are waiting to see, is my boyfriend." Now I was really nervous, because upperclassmen had to sign a recommendation for each of the pledges before initiation, and I was hoping that I hadn't made an enemy by flirting with this guy's girlfriend. "Don't worry about it,", she told me, "I think that everyone is going to end up very happy today." When her boyfriend arrived, he asked if I would go to dinner with the two of them, so he could do the assessment interview. At dinner, she kept whispering to him, giggling, and sending me flirtatious glances, and touching my hand when she talked to me. She also kept brushing her big round ass against my cock, seemingly by accident as we walked to our table, then out of the restaurant and back to the car. As I held the passenger door for her, she ran her hand along my cock, and whispered "Did I get you all hot and bothered like that?", with a smile and a wink. She then kissed my cheek and said, in a normal volume "Thank you for being a gentleman and holding the door for me." They invited me over to Tara's apartment, to watch some movies, so we stopped at the video store to pick some out. She chose a film that was known as an "sexy" romantic thriller, and then said "Since this is kind of a chick-flick, let's also get an action movie for you guys to enjoy – maybe you can pick one out that we'll all enjoy?" I headed to the "Action/Adventure" aisle, but they didn't follow immediately, since they stopped to kiss each other passionately. When they hadn't caught up a minute or two later, I looked around for them, and saw her peeking out from the curtain that divided the "adult movies" from the rest of the store. She gestured for me to come in, so I did. "Ooh, these look good!" she cooed, as she started picking up video boxes with titles like "Two guys for every girl" and "cheating wife threesome", "This is the kind of 'action' I like." she said with a wink. Kevin looked at me and said "She did say you could pick an action movie, but make sure you pick one where we can all enjoy the action together." I wasn't sure if they were serious, or if ths was the build up to some kind of practical joke, but felt compelled to play along and see where it ended up. I numbly took the threesome video from her hand and said "This one looks like it will be a lot of fun." They smiled in agreement, and she brushed her hand over my cock, checking that I was still hard, pursed her lips and licked her tongue across them, slowly and sensuously. I was still not sure if this was all some kind of practical joke, or if there was going to be a point where they would expect me to do something "gay" with Kevin, but I was hot for Tara, and thought that teasing me was probably just a form of foreplay for them. As we watched the movie, with Tara sitting between Kevin and me on the couch, the two of them started doing some "petting" and making out. I tried to politely focus on the movie, but my eyes kept being drawn to Tara's hands furtively rubbing Kevin's cock through his jeans, and Kevin cupping Tara's large breasts and running his thumbs across her nipples, which were pointing out through her blouse like erasers. Then Tara told me she needed to stretch out, and asked if I would be a gentleman and rub her feet while she relaxed. I agreed, and she put her feet in my lap. For the next few minutes, my focus shifted between the movie, and rubbing her feet, but then I heard a zipper slide down, and a moan from Kevin. I glanced over to see Tara taking Kevin's hard cock into her mouth. Stunned, I froze for a moment, then felt pressure against my cock – Tara was rubbing her feet across my hard cock! She pulled her mouth off of Kevin's organ, stroking it with her hand and said "Oh honey, I think we're making the pledge uncomfortable. Why don't I make him more comfortable – okay?" and she wiggled around on the couch, unzipped my pants, and gave my cock a long lick from base to tip, pursing her lips to suck up the precum that was already pooling at the head. "Well" said Kevin, "Tara has been telling me how you've been hitting on her for the past two weeks. It looks like you want her... You do want to fuck my girlfriend, don't you?" "Yes" I shakily replied, waiting for the other shoe to drop. "This isn't some gay or bisexual thing. Tara and I have agreed that if I let her have an extra guy this weekend, she is going to let me have her and another girl next weekend. I have another girl in mind, and am looking forward to it - do you want to help me to earn that weekend, pledge?" "Uhh, yeah, of course" I stuttered, still in shock at the evening's developments. "Oh baby, I want to feel both of your hard cocks inside me!" Tara moaned "And the pledge wants to fuck my ass." "It's great that you found someone who doesn't think that's gross. Let's head up to the bedroom and make it happen," he said, then paused and looked at each of us, "If that's what everyone wants." I nodded my head numbly in agreement, still amazed that I was going to get to fuck Tara's big, sweet, round ass. I was still a bit nervous about whether this was actually happening, or there'd be a bunch of guys with a camera waiting to laugh at me when we went upstairs, or if Kevin would expect me to do something with him. "I'm all for this," I told Kevin, "but I want to be sure that you don't expect me to do anything with you." "Don't worry Pledge," Tara said as they ushered me into the bedroom. "I want both of these cocks all to myself." While we were tearing off our clothing in the bedroom, Kevin looked at me and said "Here are the rules, pledge, Tara is my girlfriend, and I plan to marry her. You can play with her if she chooses, but you have to keep quiet about it around town. As for me and you - we might high five or something if we make her come hard enough, but I'm not interested in guys." He thought for a second, and added "Also, we might bump into each other, but that's not what this is about. As I said, I'm not into guys, but I am into having Tara get all the cock she wants and mmmffff..." He stopped talking as Tara pulled his mouth to her dripping cunt. "Since the pledge is into anal, and you don't like that, I want to be DPed." Tara said, "So there is bound to be some contact between you. But I am not sharing either of you with another guy, so maybe you should try to stay at opposite ends except for that, Okay?" She pulled me to her for a deep kiss, with tongues frantically thrashing about in each other's mouth. Then I moved up so she could continue her fantastic blowjob. Whenever Kevin licked her to orgasm, her body would ripple and her head would jerk, and her throat would open for my cock – the only time she managed to get me there without gagging. Kevin moved up and thrust his cock into her quivering vagina, and a huge orgasm rippled through her body, bucking her head up into my cock so fiercely that I came in her mouth. She sucked my cum from my cock as if her life depended on it, then she grabbed my hair and pulled me down for another passionate kiss – more like mouth to mouth fucking than the kind of romantic kissing we normally think about. I could taste my semen on her lips, tongue, and mouth. I had had one previous girlfriend who shared my cum with me like that after a blowjob, and hadn't been sure if I enjoyed it, or if I should be disgusted. This time, I went with enjoyment, as sharing it with Tara made the moment more erotic and hot. When we came up for air, she whispered into my ear "You liked that, huh?" Her tone got a little more demanding as she continued, "You're going to be cleaning up a lot of cum tonight, pledge, but don't worry," Her tone softened again, "I'm not going to make you do anything gay with Kevin." When Kevin shot his first load into her pussy, he waited until she stopped quivering, drew his cock out, and told me to switch places with him. He moved up to her head and rammed his cum-soaked cock into her mouth before it finished deflating, and she frantically pulled my head towards her crotch. "Be a gentleman, pledge," Kevin told me, "and take care of the lady." I got the idea, and placed my mouth over her reddened gash, licking and sucking her to several more orgasms, and cleaning out the sticky spunk from inside her. Later, I enjoyed fucking her tight, hot pussy, which we both enjoyed immensely. Although my cock was not as long as Kevin's, I was noticeably thicker, and Tara appreciated my girth as I stretched her sweet pussy. She must have had experience with someone who wasn't as squeamish about anal sex as Kevin, because she opened right up for me when it was time for my cock to enter that big, beautiful ass. We used a combination of her pussy juices and my salva inside of her, and her saliva and the precum dripping steadily from my cock to ease it into that tight, hot orifice. It was just as amazing as I had dreamed, and much better than jacking off and fantasizing about it had been. I came another two times in her mouth that night, as well as twice in her pussy – I missed out on filling her ass with my cum during the DP, because of the awkward positioning it required to get both cocks into the right position, and the difficulty keeping our thrusts synchronized as Tara bucked in the throes of multiple orgasms, and Kevin and I each started our own desperate thrusting to reach the final peak. Kevin came three more times in her pussy – I'm not sure how many times in her talented mouth - and I cleaned her out after each orgasm. We fell asleep with Tara between the two of us – all exhausted. Kevin dropped off first, and Tara was gently sucking my cock and trying to get me hard again as I fell asleep. I woke up in the morning and snuck to the bathroom to pee. I carefully got back into the bed, and before I fell back asleep, I felt the warm, wet feeling of Tara's mouth on my cock. Her tongue swirled over my head, her lips pulsed up and down my shaft, I was in ecstasy. She kept this up for what seemed like hours – backing off each time I was ready to squirt. Then she pulled her head up, and, while stroking be with one hand and rubbing the other across my cockhead, she kissed her way up my body and whispered the words guaranteed to make a guy like me fall in love: "Please fuck my ass again, honey. You precum so much that it lubed me perfectly. You're the best ass-fucker I've ever had. I liked that so much. But this time I want to feel your cum shooting into my tight ass." I got behind her and she lifted her hips to allow me entry, then settled back onto her belly with me astride her. I started out easy and slow, but she began to thrust herself back at me more and more aggressively. "Fuck my ass harder pledge! Show me that you want to own this ass. Pump your cum into my ass and make it yours." I did, with an intense orgasm that felt like it was ripping my insides out. I lay across her back, panting for breath, as she turned her head back and her lips sought out mine. The mattress had been bouncing hard during my brutal pounding of Tara's gripping rectum, and Kevin had been awake and watching the climax. "I'm glad she found someone to do that for her" he said, "I'm not putting my dick in any ass – even one as nice as Tara's." Then he got up and went to the bathroom. "And I thought you fucked my ass good last night!" Tara told me, giggling. Then she looked at the bathroom door, closed behind Kevin, "I'm going to want more of that cock in my ass, deal or no deal." she whispered to me, then winked as she took my cock into her mouth and sucked off any residue of my frothy cum, our mixed sweat, and anything her ass had left on that cock. Once again she grabbed at my head and pushed me down, and I knew that she needed my mouth and tongue on her well used hole, cleaning her up and giving her ripples of pleasure as I rimmed her and cleaned my cum from her body. By the time I finished, Kevin had already had Tara suck him to full hardness, and he motioned for me to swap places again, so he could fuck her dripping cunt again. "Go wash your dick off before you do anything else." he told me. "I don't want any of that ass stuff getting in her mouth or pussy." Tara and I shared a secret smile as I walked to the bathroom to wash off the cock that Tara had already scrupulously cleaned with her slutty mouth. I came out for another round of Tara's excellent dick-sucking, and dropped my last load of the day into her creamy pussy. Between Kevin and me, we deposited another five loads for me to lick out of her flooded snatch before we decided that we needed to get out of bed, eat, and go to class. The next day, Kevin pulled me aside and told me, "Tara and I talked about this, and I think you'll like what we decided." he told me. "She likes that you're willing to fuck her ass and clean cum out of her cunt, which is good, because I don't do either of things. So here's the deal pledge," he continued "you're going to be my little brother at the frat, and that means you run errands for me just like other little brothers run errands – errands like picking Tara up from work and driving her home when I have a night class, or taking her to the mall when I'm out of town or busy working on my thesis. Nobody will say anything about you spending time with her and doing those things, so you can also have sex with her when she wants you to, as long as you don't make it obvious. Just make sure you clean her pussy out real good when you're done with her." For the rest of the year, I drove Tara home from work two nights a week, and enjoyed the rewards of being her chauffer. She would suck my cock as I drove (not to completion, just to get me worked up) and then have me come into her apartment – sometimes to fuck her pussy or ass, but always to sit on my face. One night, her roommate walked in on us as Tara ground her pussy into my face, and was a little bit shocked at the scene. Tara explained the situation to her, and offered to let her try my tongue. Not only did she come multiple times as I ate her redhaired pussy, but she also had me rim her asshole - keeping me busy for well over an hour. After that, I was regularly eating and rimming her roommate as well – not as a group thing, and her roommate never let me fuck her and never blew me. At the end of the school year, I moved into an apartment in the same complex so that they could drop by or have me come over and eat or rim them if they were feeling neglected, or sneak over to have me lick their pussies clean after they had sex with their boyfriends. Teh closest we came to ever having another threesoe was when Kevin and Tara would come over to my apartment to watch a movie after having sex, and I would kneel in front of Tara as they sat together on the couch, licking her to orgasm after orgasm as I cleaned her snatch of all their mixed juices. I was sad when they graduated, but did get to eat both of their pussies at homecoming the next year – Tara's only once, but her roommate about six times, as she was taking the opportunity to fuck every one of here exes from college, and wanted me to clean her out in between. During my senior year, I saw them both at homecoming, but was living with a girl who was a bit too possessive to allow me to serve either of them - but she is another story. Tara and Kevin are married now, are settled down in another state, and have kids. If she has an "on-the side" guy to clean her pussy and fuck her ass, he is certainly a lucky fellow. Pledge Education It was the beginning of fall when I went to a state college; it was my first real experience being away from home. I was just an average guy from a small southern rural town. I was 18 years old, stood 5' 7", had hazel eyes and short dark brown hair. All through high school nothing special happened to me, I was a relatively shy guy with a small circle of friends. It took me forever to decide to go to a state college that was about 100 miles from my hometown, I wanted to get out of the house and see what life could be like outside of home, to get a full college experience. Little did I know what was in store for me when I got there for the first week of classes. It was the first days of college for me that really changed my life and opened up my eyes to the world around me. Nothing special had happened to at first, things seemed to go as normal as if I was back in high school. The first real "break" from normal school life happened on the second day of classes when a fraternity on campus (who I shall keep anonymous) spotted me. And later on that night I accepted a bid to become a pledge. It was my second night of being a pledge, me and the fraternity brothers and my new pledge brothers were at the trailer of one of its members. We all gathered there to smoke cigarettes, get to know on another, but mainly to drink. We drank there to get around the university rule of no alcohol at rush functions, but since we were off campus then we weren't violating any rules. Aside from all the alcohol I noticed all the girls that were hanging around with the fraternity and having a good time with them. Women were a sensitive subject with me; I really didn't have any girlfriends in high school. Sure, I had women that were my friends, but no way in hell would they ever date me or anything else for that matter. The secret I was hiding was that I was an 18 year old virgin. I was always fascinated with sex, even at an early age. I watched movies, looked at pictures, and read stories, but until that point I'd had no luck. In fact I always hated hearing some of my friends talking about their sexual experiences in high school, I hated being left out of the conversation and only adding in on the adult movies I saw on the weekends on cable TV. I felt like I was the last virgin on the face of the earth and I so desperately wanted to get rid of it. I wanted to be able to say what positions I liked and what I'd said to get the chick in the sack just like all of the other guys. I was walking out on the small porch at the front of the trailer with a beer in my hand and I heard a voice coming from the left of me saying "hi". I turned to look to see a woman that I had seen the week before at band camp. Her name was Terri; she was a 22-year-old senior that was friends with most of the brothers. She was sitting on the rail of the porch smoking a cigarette; I was surprised that she even said a word to me. During the previous week I'd seen her be a total bitch to some of the people around her at band camp, so I thought that she might want me to get her something out of the refrigerator. "Hi Matt," she said to me, " Are you having a good time tonight?" "Umm I guess so." I replied. " Come on and sit by me, you can't just sit here all by yourself tonight." She told me. So I sat next to her and we began to talk. We talked about our lives and why were at college and what we were hoping to do when got out, and how I liked school so far. As we talked on what seemed to be for hours I felt more and more like I had known her all my life and the conversation got easier and more relaxed. By now the conversation had moved had moved from the porch to the tailgate of a parked pick up truck in the drive way just a few feet away. I was sitting right next to her and I suddenly found myself drawn to her beautiful smile. As she was continuing to talk to me I let my eyes drift up and down her body, she was slightly taller than I was probably 5' 11". She was bigger than average, not fat or anything just set a little heavier than most of the girls there, but she had some nice breast that must have been a size D that were hung perfectly over her chest. I now noticed that I was closer to her than we had started talking; I looked up at her and her eyes gently stared back into mine as if she was waiting for me to do something in the pause that we were in. I kept looking in to her eyes and put my arm around her, but I could tell by the look in her eyes that she wanted me to do more. I paused, took quick, deep breath and moved my head forward to hers. She slipped her arm around my shoulder and pulled me toward her and our lips gently met each other. As we broke our eye contact stayed dead on each other, it seemed if the party around us had gone completely silent. We had liked what had happened and I pulled her in for a second kiss. The second kiss was slower and better than its predecessor was, we seemed to hold it and hold it and hold it, until we realized that there were people around and neither of us wished to make a public seen. My mind raced to think of what I could do to keep up what was happening to me. "Please, lets go to the other side of the trailer," I requested. " We can't go back there together, we'll be found out." She told me. I knew I had to think quickly, then I suggested that I go back one way and she simply go the other. As stupid as it sounded she agreed with me and we both began to walk our separate ways to the back of the trailer. When we saw each other we dived into each other's arms and began to kiss passionately. I could feel her tongue encircling mine as we held each other tightly. She clutched my ass in her hands to pull me closer to her body, I knew she had to have felt my hard on through my jeans. I kissed down her neck and then I raised my hands and began to slowly massage her breast through her blouse. As I did it I could feel her breathing get harder and harder on my neck. She pulled me even closer to her body and leaned her head back and began to breathe heavily, almost like a pant as I continued to rub her firm tits. As I pushed her slowly away from me we kissed harder than before. I knew that she wanted me, and I wanted her so fucking bad. It was if we were reading each other's mind when I told her after our lips parted, " I'm going back to my dorm room, meet me behind it at midnight please!" I told her. She looked away and began to debate it in her mind. "Terri, please, at midnight behind my dorm room." I said as she looked away from me. "Where the hell are you going?" she asked. "I've been drinking, I need to get somebody to drive my car back to the dorm, and when I get there I want you to come and get me." It wasn't that I was drunk, but I was an underage drinker and you didn't dare fuck with the cops in that small college town, the cops would bust your ass in a heartbeat, no questions asked. And with how lucky I was feeling I didn't want to get pulled over and completely fuck my chances with this woman. Terri looked back up at me and finally agreed to it. "OK Matt, I'll be there at midnight, you'd better be there too." "Don't worry," I said with a devilish grin on my face. I'd gotten one of the fraternity brothers to drive me back to my dorm, and he went back to the party at the trailer as I went into my dorm and almost ran to the back. It was five minutes until she was due to come pick me up, my heart was racing as I thought that I might actually get rid of my curse known as virginity once and for all. I kept looking at my watch the whole time, and every second past midnight was like a dagger stabbing me in the chest. And finally after waiting and waiting she arrived in her small car. I jumped up fast I could and it took everything in me to avoid sprinting to her car. " What took you so long?" I asked. "Oh relax, I'm only a few minutes late." She replied to me. And as we drove off I looked at my watch and saw that she was only six minutes late. On the drive to her place I sat and looked at her and then out the window. My heart rate was slowly picking up, I felt as if there was a lump in my throat. My hands were shaking slightly as I opened the car door to get out, I began a walk where I didn't even feel my feet touch the ground. I followed her into her house. It was a small one-story house with two bedrooms, only occupied by her and her little sister that was out somewhere else that night. I walked across the squeaking floorboards and made a right then left turn from the small hallway into her tiny bedroom. The queen-size bed took up most of the room and I stood almost in a corner next to the bed as she moved piles of freshly done laundry. When Terri finished moving the laundry off of her bed she asked me to shut and lock her bedroom door behind me. I did as I was told shutting it quickly and locking it and even opening a near by closet door to block the entry of any potential interruption. We quickly embraced each other and locked our lips together, our tongues circling faster and faster, our breathing intensified. I moved my hands back upon her large breast and began to massage them as I had behind the trailer. She leaned her head back and began a gentle moan, I knew I had to take her now. I moved my trembling hands down to the bottom of her blouse and began to pull upward; she lifted her arms to help me remove it easily. I began to push her down on the bed and she looked me in the eyes and said, "Turn off the lights baby." I turned off the lights and laid her back with a kiss and she began to remove my shirt. As soon as it was off I began to unhook her bra quite sloppily and pulled off her jeans and panties in one fast pull. I was amazed at seeing her naked body before me, I didn't know what to do, but I knew I had to do it fast and pretend like I knew what the fuck I was doing. I kissed down her neck to her breast, stopping at the nipple and circling it with my tongue. My hands massaged her breast while I licked with my tongue and then put my whole mouth on the breast and sucked it into my mouth. Terri arched her back and let out a louder moan to let me know that she was enjoying what I was doing to her. After a few minutes of doing this I knew what I wanted next, I got up over her on all fours and began to kiss down her stomach. I kissed to her inner thighs to tease her before I moved to her love nest. I spread it open with my right hand and began to lick her clit up and down in various speeds. "Ahhhhh" she let out to let me know of my good work. Then in the dim light that was coming from a near-by-street lamp through her closed blinds I saw her "pearl". I'd read about this spot in stories and even seen it in porno movies that I had watched, I saw that when guys kissed and sucked on it, it drove women wild. I dove in fast as I could almost attacking it with my tongue, circling around it and then taking it into my lips and sucking on it. Terri's hips began to move with my sucking and knew I had to be doing a good job on her, I had to keep her going, so with my free left hand I put in my middle finger. I felt her wet pussy around it as I moved it in and out. " Put in another finger, please!" Terri said to me with her hips moving in time with my finger. I put in my index finger and began to finger her just the same as I had before, "Oh fuck! Move your fingers baby, move your fingers, ahhhhhhh!" she said to me. I began to wiggle my two fingers in her honey pot and felt my fingers hit, what I was convinced at the time, was her G spot. It wasn't long after I started this I was driving her insane, her back arched, her hips moved in time with my fingers, and her head was leaned back with her eyes closed and teeth clenched. I could feel her getting into everything when she sat up shot out her hands and began to unbutton and unzip my jeans. She met little resistance from me when she removed my jeans in what seemed in one swift motion. She then leaned over the bed to the nightstand next to the bed and pulled out a condom and handed it to me. "Put it on quickly, I wanna feel you in me." She said. I stared at it because I knew that this was the moment I'd been waiting for since I hit puberty, but I really wasn't completely sure of how to correctly put it on, but I really wanted now to fuck the shit out of Terri. "You do it," I told her. She retook the condom from me and carefully opened it and placed it slowly on my hard prick. Terri lay back on the bed and spread her legs apart from me; I moved over to her slowly and readied myself to enter her wet cunt. But, unfortunately for me it was so dark in the room I wasn't able to see where to place my stiff rod. "I…I..I can't see, it's too dark," I stuttered. I didn't know what she would think, but then I thought fast and said, " Your going to have to get on top." She smiled at me in a very devilish way and rolled me under her. She positioned herself over the top of me and with her hand guided my hard dick into her pussy. Her eyes closed and she let out a gentle sigh as she lowered herself onto me, from there she began to rock her body so that I could feel her tight pussy swallow my cock. I don't know how much time had passed when Terri began to look down on me, her hair stretching down to cover parts of my face. Her breast her easily positioned over my mouth so that I could lick and suck on her nipples like a newborn baby. " Ohhhhh, your so big." She would say as she continued to rock her hips back and forth in a smooth rhythm that was gradually building and building speed. Terri stopped talking and began moving her hips as fast as she could on my swollen gland, she tilted her head backwards and her breathing began to change from short breaths to quick heavy ones. As she moved at a faster pace I could see the sweat on her body glistening from the light through the window, she began to let out moans of pleasure in gentle moans that she seemed to keep to herself. All of this was beginning to take its toll on me I knew now that I wouldn't last much longer; I could feel a strange sensation building within me. I watched Terri on top of me moaning louder and louder until she let out a final moan looked at me and smiled and continued on. And then what seemed to have been building in me I couldn't hold in anymore, I grabbed Terri's hips, gritted my teeth together and for the first time I came inside of a woman. It wasn't exactly like I thought it would be, like I had seen in porn movies, but it felt pretty damn good. But, my lack of experience showed immediately, because since I didn't cum like the guys in porn I thought I had managed to hold it in. I didn't say a word and Terri kept right on rocking her hips on me. After a few minutes after I had cum, Terri was still rocking her hips at the same fast pace as she had the entire time. She seemed to be enjoying it, but for me it was the strangest mixture of pain and pleasure. It felt good to have her body on top of mine, but on the other hand it felt like she had chapped my dick raw. I was letting out brief groans of pain trying to hide the feeling of pain on my swollen cock, Terri soon noticed this and asked me if it was hurting me. "No, don't stop, keep going!" I said in a moment of pain. My groans of pain seemed to be too much for her and she got off of my body in concern and examined my cock. She look at the condom now filled with my cum and looked at me and smiled "Oh baby you came." She said in a sweet voice. After I pulled off the condom and threw it away she pulled me into her arms, kissed me, and pulled the covers off of the floor and over the both of us. As I lay there next to her I thought to myself "Matt you dog, your going to love college, drinking, women, and sex." I knew I was going to be in for a wild semester and was looking forward to my "education" that I was going to receive my first semester. Pledge Initiation Michael carried his tray into the student union and looked around for a place to sit. Thursday night it wasn't particularly crowded but off in the right corner he noticed a table with five distinctively attractive females and immediately decided his dinner view would be much improved if he settled where he could watch them. He spotted an empty table against the wall where he could sit and still keep his eyes on the attractive quintet without appearing obvious. As he walked past the table of girls he overheard one say, "OK, tomorrow will be the final part of your initiation. After tomorrow night you will be full sisters." He smiled to himself as he realized that the three girls she was addressing must be pledges of one of the sororities on campus. Michael himself was a student at another school some twenty miles away, but the rites of entry into the Greek organizations were universal. He wondered just what form of hazing the two sisters had in mind for the three new members. He moved on past them and sat at a table about five feet away. The three pledges had their backs towards him, but he had a good view of the two members. As he started to eat his supper he studied the five girls. The one who had spoken and the other facing him gave the appearance of being slightly older. Well, maybe not really older, but more settled to the campus life. They were probably seniors or at least juniors, as was Michael himself. The three pledges had an air about them that seemed to shout "Freshman!". Upon examining them a little closer he upped that to sophomore, but it was still obvious they were not the same level as the two members. All five girls were extremely good looking: slim, firm bodies with decidedly sexy builds. Again, not surprising. A lot of the sororities considered looks as well as personality in choosing new members. He'd even heard one on his campus that was supposed to have a line on the floor just inside their doorway. When a prospective pledge entered the house she had to stand on the line. If her tits didn't stick out past a certain mark on the wall, she was not even considered. Michael didn't really believe that, but the girls from that house did seem to all be pretty well endowed. Smiling to himself he studied the women. While the two members were definitely attractive, the pledges intrigued him the most - especially one. There were two blondes and one girl with dark red hair. He had only gotten a glance at their faces as he moved to his table and sitting as he was behind them, he couldn't see their eyes. Still he had the impression that all three were definitely on the very pretty side. From what he could see of their figures all three looked nicely shaped. He wasn't sure exactly what it was about the red head, but he found himself particularly attracted to her. As he ate and watched the girls, he realized he could easily overhear the conversation even though they weren't speaking particularly loudly. Something about the shape of the walls and ceiling here, he guessed. Anyway, the sister who had first been speaking was starting to give the pledges instructions. "Tomorrow you are to report to the house promptly at six. Wear a blouse that buttons in the front and a short skirt. No underwear." At this he could see a slight stiffening of the three sets of shoulders and he smiled to himself. He had heard enough to know that most initiations involved embarrassing the pledges, usually combined with some physical hazing. The sister went on, "After inspection you will go to the mall and wait on the benches next to the bookstore. Three members from our brother fraternity will come up to you and you will follow all of their instructions exactly." "Mistress Karen, how will we know them?" one of the pledges asked. "They will be wearing jeans and black tee shirts. Besides, you don't need to know them - they will recognize you. After all you will be the only three girls sitting there with the top three buttons of your shirts open and your bare asses on the bench seats." Michael could see the back of the neck of the girl who had asked turn a bright red. The sister went on, "They will tell you where to go and what to do. You are to obey them exactly and do what they tell you. They will return you to the house by Saturday morning. When you are returned to the house, your pledging will be over and Saturday night you will be formally admitted to the sorority." She seemed to relax her attitude a little and added, "In less than two days it will all be over and you'll be full members. We all went through this, remember, and we all survived. And remember, you can call a halt at any time. All you have to do is say, 'I quit. I quit. I quit.' Repeat that three times and it's all over for you." The three seemed to relax slightly although all three knew they would never quit this close and one finally asked, "Mistress, can you tell us anything about what to expect?" The two older sisters glanced at each other and smiled. The second suddenly said, "We don't want to spoil the surprises, but none of you really need to sit down for the next few days, do you?" She gave a slight laugh and the second girl added, "None of you are virgins and all of you are on the pill, so you should be all right." Michael - and probably the three pledges - couldn't tell if the two were teasing or not. "All right. Anna, Liz, Sandy. Any more questions, Pledges?" No one spoke. "OK, we'll see you at the house tomorrow at six. Be on time." With that the three pledges stood and left the table. As they walked away Michael got a better look at them and decided that if anything he had underestimated them. All three were definitely hot. He watched three firm bottoms sway as the girls left the room and couldn't help but imagine those resting "bare assed" on the benches. His attention returned to the two sisters giggling slightly. "All on the pill," one of them said, barely able to stifle a laugh. "And they'll be expecting to be spanked even harder than at pledge meetings," the other replied, just holding her own mirth in check. Then she went on, "They should be on the benches by six thirty. I'll tell the guys to wait until seven or a little after before going to them. I can imagine that after a half hour of sitting there half undressed they will be really on edge." "Yeah, that sounds good. The guys know what to do to keep them that way, I'll bet." The first girl stood and the second immediately joined her. As they started to leave, Michael heard her say, "They sure do. By the time they get those three back to the house Saturday morning, I'll bet we have three of the most embarrassed pledges in our history. Not to mention what happens out front before they get to come back inside." The second girl laughed. "Great! And of course they'll have to tell all of us about everything in great detail." She laughed again and added, "Sometimes we really can be mean bitches, can't we?" Still laughing, they left the Union. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- They left and Michael remained at his table finishing his dinner. As he ate he kept remembering the sway of those sexy bottoms as the three pledges walked out. Too bad he wasn't in the "brother fraternity." Not that he was in any frat at all. Michael lived with two other men in a house at the edge of the small town where his school was located. All three of them were juniors and had roomed together for almost two years now. Yeah, too bad the three of them weren't the brothers who were going to initiate these three hot pledges. Suddenly a thought struck him and he froze for a second with his fork half way to his mouth. Then he shook his head and laughed to himself. No, a nice day dream, but ... Still, the more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed. The girls had no idea what the frat men looked like. He did know how the men would be dressed. Could Michael and his two house mates pull it off? Then the thought came that if he did, they might be in real trouble. Legal trouble. But as he considered this a little more he decided that if they were sure to make everything voluntary, there should be no legal problem. He would just have to be really careful how he phrased things. Again he shook his head and laughed slightly to himself. But the idea wouldn't leave. And the more he considered it, the more possible it seemed. The girls would undoubtedly hate him when they found out, but if he kept them from knowing where they were, they were very unlikely to ever see him again. And what a fantastic stunt it would be if he could pull it off! By the time he had finished his meal he had almost talked himself into it. He pulled out his cell and called his house. "Tom, are you and Dick going to be home tonight? OK. What about any plans for tomorrow night." He listened for a few seconds, then "Good. Look, I've got an idea for a stunt you guys won't believe. I'll be back in about a half hour and will tell you all about it then. No, no details yet. Let's just say it involves three really hot foxes." A quick laugh. Yeah, I thought you'd be interested. All right, I'll see you in about thirty minutes." Putting away the phone he left the Union, smiling to himself and again considering the possibilities. Forty minutes later Michael and the other two were sitting in their living room. "You really think we can pull this off?" Dick asked. He brushed his blonde hair back away from his forehead as he leaned forwards. Dick was nearly six foot two and well muscled, but not to the extent that he possessed the "dumb jock" image. Actually he was a serious business student with a high GPA and an easy going personality that let him get along well with both friends and strangers. "I don't see why not," Michael replied. I don't think any of them really noticed me - especially the three pledges. I was sitting behind them and only the two regular members were facing me and they weren't paying any attention." "Not paying attention? What's the matter, losing your touch, are you?" Tom kidded him. While all three men were fairly good looking, Michael had a face and a build which often brought second glances from women. Then his warm and friendly personality usually held their attention. Michael, at five foot eleven was slightly shorter than Dick, but two inches taller than Tom and both of the other men were slightly envious of his good looks, but certainly not enough to interfere with their friendship. Michael ignored the remark and went on. "Look, the three of them are expecting college guys in jeans and black tee shirts. If we act like we belong there, they are not going to question us." "OK, but we have to be careful and not say anything threatening or untrue," Tom added. I don't mind faking them out, but I don't want to end up doing anything illegal." "No, definitely not. If we forced them to do anything it could be very serious, but, look, guys, these girls are pledging a sorority. They will be on edge, probably expecting much worse than anything that will happen with either us or the real frat guys. I expect they will be happy to follow most any suggestions we make." "How come you seem to know so much about sorority pledging anyway?" Dick asked. Michael looked over at him. "I have a sister three years older than me, remember? She pledged a sorority four years ago. She told me all the things they made her do and everything they put her through. Believe me, it was pretty rough. She thinks it might have been a little worse than average, but not that different from a lot of others." "Just what sort of stuff?" Dick asked. Michael hesitated a second. "OK, I'll tell you a few things, but it ends here." The other two nodded. "They forced a lot of humiliation as well as some pretty rough physical hazing. They had pledge meetings every Saturday for eight weeks. The pledges spent Saturday mornings in the sorority house and they had to spend it dressed only in bras and panties. That is, when they were lucky. Each week the sisters would examine their bodies and make comments about what they needed to change. 'Lose weight. Tone those muscles. Get rid of that flabby gut.' That sort of thing. Once they made the girls strip completely and lie down on the floor and then brought in some frat guys who used markers to circle areas that 'needed improvement.' She said the marker wouldn't wash off and it was over a week before the marks disappeared. And there was also the physical side. They received demerits, of course, and each week were paddled to remove them. From what I've heard girls are much harder on other girls than men would ever be. I think they were bruised and sore most of the eight weeks. And the final initiation - Hell Night - was even harder." The other two followed Michael's words closely. They had, of course, heard stories about pledging, so it wasn't a complete surprise. After a minute, Michael added, "Her sorority didn't actually make them have sex or anything, but she has told me about some that make the pledges suck off guys in front of the rest of the sorority or even some where the girls are made to fuck a half dozen men, one after another." The three talked on for a while. Finally, they agreed that they could probably get away with it. "Just remember that everything they do must be voluntary. They have to consent with no threats. OK?" Everyone nodded and they went on planning in more detail, listing things they might need to get and discussing ideas. Saturday just before six the three pledges arrived at the sorority house. Following the standard procedure they knocked at the door and when it was answered said, "Please, Mistress, admit these lowly pledges to your honorable house." They were allowed inside and told to go to the big common room. When they entered they saw that most of the members were present. The pledge mistress - Karen, one of the two who were with them in the Union the day before - indicated for them to stand side by side in a line facing the members. "Well, pledges, tonight will be your final test. If you survive, tomorrow you will be admitted as full members. Now we just need to see that you followed instructions. Inspection position!" The three immediately stood straight, their feet spread about a foot and their hands behind their heads. Karen approached the line of girls carrying one of the sorority punishment paddles in her hand. This was a long wood paddle, typical of frats and sororities, but with a whole series of holes drilled through it. Each girl had felt the sting of this instrument a number of times over the past few weeks. They looked straight ahead as Karen stepped in front of the first girl. She looked the red headed girl up and down. "Pledge Sandy, your skirt could be a little shorter, but I guess it will do." Actually Sandy's skirt, like those of the other two, just barely came to mid thigh. "Are you wearing any underwear?" "No, Mistress." "Let's see." Karen touched the open neck of the girl's blouse, opening it slightly more so that the sides of her breasts were exposed. "Perhaps one more button, pledge." At this she unfastened one additional button, leaving even more of the girl's skin visible. "Lift your skirt. Higher, please, pledge." Sandy turned a slightly darker shade of pink, but raised her skirt above her waist, showing she was, indeed, completely bare beneath. "Very well, you may lower it now." Tapping her own hand with the paddle, Karen moved on the next girl in line and the whole show was repeated with only minor variations. When she had finished with the third woman, Karen moved slightly away again. "Very well, pledges. You may stand easy. It is now six fifteen. You are to be in place by the bookstore no later than six thirty five, so you had better get going. We'll see you in the morning pledges - assuming you can still function. Now get going." "Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress," the three intoned together. Then they quickly turned and started towards the door. Once outside they wasted no time in heading towards their destination. They knew better than to be late. Inside the girls were laughing. "Karen," one of them said, "you must have scared them silly. I'll bet they would have wet their pants if they had been wearing any." Laughing, Karen replied, "Probably no more scared than we were when we went through this. By tomorrow when they realize that nothing really bad will have happened, they will be too relieved to be even mad. I remember we were." The three pledges hurried to make it to the appointed spot on time, arriving just at six thirty five. Glancing nervously around to make sure no one was looking directly at them, they sat down, managing to flip up their skirts so their bare buttocks went directly onto the wooden slats of the bench seat. For five minutes they sat in near silence, squirming a little and looking apprehensively at everyone coming anywhere near them. Finally Anna said, "What do you supposed is going to happen to us tonight." "Well," Sandy said a little sarcastically , "from what Karen said I expect we're going to have our asses really spanked and probably get fucked." Liz, the most outgoing of the three, turned and looked at Sandy. "Oh, then maybe tonight will be fun after all." All three gave a nervous laugh. Liz acted like she was a pretty wild woman, but they all knew it was mostly just an act. In fact, they knew quite a bit about each other. Part of the pledging had involved standing in front of the sisters and other pledges - usually standing in the inspection position and wearing only panties - and answering detailed questions about their sex lives. None were virgins although their experience was actually quite limited. Liz had slept with the most men: five. Anna the fewest: two. Each had experienced both sides of oral sex and been forced to describe her encounters in great detail. All masturbated several times a week and had had to be very explicit in describing their activities. Anna and Liz had both tried anal sex. Sandy hadn't yet, but was interested. And while both she and Liz had had sex while tied up, Liz was the only one who had had sex while others were in the room, although none had ever been involved in any group sex. Despite the embarrassment of giving all the details, the seemingly endless intimate questions had actually served to bring the three closer as they realized that their own experiences were not that different. The three were not sure if there would really be any actual sex involved tonight. So far the only time men had been involved in their pledging had been one Saturday. All three had been made to strip completely and assume the inspection position - hands behind head, legs spread, chests out. Cloth bags were placed over their heads and then a group of men had been brought in. The men made many comments about their bodies, some rather crude and some just embarrassing. They had been felt up a little, but that was all. After the men left, the bags were removed. They were never given any idea of who the men were or if the men knew who they were. However, for several weeks now the sisters had been teasing them about this final initiation, implying that it would be much more than anything they had already experienced. None of the three knew if they had been serious or if all the talk was just designed to get them even more on edge. If so, it had succeeded.. But then none of the three would be surprised if they really were used sexually all night. One of the sisters had even hinted that they might be treated as sex slaves tonight - tied up, spanked or strapped or even whipped a little, and used all night. The three didn't really think this likely, but weren't sure enough to rule it out. After they had been sitting there for about ten minutes, they saw three men in jeans and black tee shirts approaching. Sandy spotted them first and nudged the other two. "Looks like here they come,." Pledge Initiation All three looked at the approaching men. "Well, well. Looks like this might not be so bad after all," Liz commented. "All three of them look pretty good. I'll probably let them do most things to me." Sandy thought Liz was probably "whistling past the graveyard," but she had to agree that she would probably be happy to go out with any one of them. Maybe even more than "go out." "Put out" popped into her mind and she had to suppress a nervous laugh. Then the thought struck her that she might have to do just that. The men walked directly up to the three and stopped, looking them over closely. Aware of how little they wore, all three of the girls squirmed slightly and each unconsciously tugged her skirt down. After examining the girls for several long seconds, one of the men finally said, "I believe you three foxes are Anna, Liz and Sandy and I also believe you want to come with us and do what ever we tell you. Right?" The three women glanced at each other and then looked back at the men, nodding their heads. "What was that?" the man asked. We couldn't hear you. Liz glanced at the others again and then spoke for all of them. "Yes, we want to come with you and do what you tell us." "That's better," he said., "Let's get you straight. You are ..." "Liz," she replied. He turned and looked at Sandy. She started to speak and had to stop and clear her throat. "Sandy." He turned to the last girl as she replied to the unasked question, "Anna" "Good. This is Tom," he said, pointing to the shortest of the three. He pointed to the tallest and said, "Dick. And I am ..." Before he could finish Liz blurted out, "Harry?" Michael suppressed a smile and forced a slight scowl to his face. "No, pledge. I am Michael, but you three may call all of us Sir. And that glib remark will cost you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out three sheets of paper. "First just a little formality. You know how universities are about this stuff now." He handed one to each girl and they saw that it stated that they wanted to go with the men and do as instructed, that they were not being forced in any way. "Just to keep everyone happy," Michael said and handed each girl a pen. All three signed and handed the papers and pens back to him. "Now one more thing. Are you three dressed as you were told to be?" All three girls turned slightly red and nodded. "Then show us. Hold the shirts open enough so we can see." With great hesitation and a lot of looking around, each girl raised her hands to the unbuttoned top of her shirt. The three men were standing in a semicircle in front of them, effectively blocking the view of any one else who might glance that way. Still it felt to the women that everyone in the mall was looking at them. Finally each girl pulled back the shirt front just enough that the men got a glance of her bare nipples. When Michael nodded his approval, the three girls once more lowered their hands, although their faces were still quite red. "Now what about the other part?" Michael asked. "You need to convince us that you are dressed correctly in that region also." "We can't raise our skirts in here," Anna protested. "Someone would see." "Not following instructions already, pledge? That will cost you also. But I'll admit you may have a point." He looked down at her breast, just covered by the unbuttoned blouse. "In fact as you just showed me, you two very nice points." Anna's face flushed a bright crimson. "I'll give you an alternative. Instead of showing us, you can let us confirm that you followed instructions by a tactile check. Each of you can stand up and come to one of us who will check you out before we leave. Don't worry, in a tight bunch like this, no one will see." No one moved for a second and then Liz suddenly stood and moved over to Dick. He moved beside her and let the other two men block any view from behind as he quickly slid a hand up under her skirt and across her bare ass. Liz sucked in her breath and Dick let a big smile cross his face. "She passes," he said. Sandy moved now and Michael repeated the procedure, giving her bottom a couple of quick squeezes as he did so. "OK, now you, Anna." Reluctantly Anna moved over to Tom who did a quick feel of her ass. Then all six began walking through the mall and out to the parking lot. The men led them over to a parked minivan. Dick climbed into the middle seat, pulling Liz down next to him. Tom and Anna moved to the back and Michael opened the right side passenger door and held it as Sandy climbed up into the seat, exposing most of her leg as she did so. Then he closed the door and went around to the driver's seat. He started the car, but before they drove off he said, "One more thing. We don't want you to know where you are going, so ..." He pulled three black silk scarves folded so as to be used for blindfolds. The girls didn't really like this development but didn't say anything as they were blindfolded. The car then started to move and soon they pulled onto a more major road. Once Sandy reached forward to tug her skirt down again, but this time Michael saw her and reached over to hold her wrist. "No, you have pretty legs. I like to look." With this he reached the edge of her skirt and pulled up upwards, baring her legs almost up to her naked pussy. "Much better. Leave it there." After about a half hour they pulled into a gravel drive and came to a stop. With the blindfolds still left in place, each of the men helped one of the women from the car, up some steps, and in through a door. Once Liz started to ask something, but was told, "no questions yet." Once inside the girls were led down a flight of stairs and through another door. When they stopped Michael said, "All right, pledges, you can take off the blindfolds." The three pulled the black cloth from their eyes and looked around. They were in some kind of rec room, but, although large, it looked more like one from a house of half a century earlier rather than a frat house. Sandy finally got up the nerve to ask, "Sir, is this the frat house?" "Michael gave a significant look to the other two men and then carefully said, "No. This is just some place for your initiation,. Would you rather go to the house and have another two dozen horny frat men help out? We've agreed to initiate you with just the three of us. If you object, say so and we can probably rearrange it so more can participate." The girls quickly glanced at each other. "No, Sir," Sandy answered in a low voice." "Then you agree to do just as the three of us tell you?" All three girls nodded and answered, "Yes, Sir." "Very well. And you remember you can stop everything by saying, 'I quit' three times." Again each girl nodded,. Michael went on, "We're not going to get you drunk or give you any drugs or anything like that. I won't promise that you'll like everything, but, hey, this is supposed to be an initiation. You can start by putting your hands behind you. Wrists to elbows." The girls looked a little uncertain but complied. Then the three men moved behind them and quickly wrapped their lower arms with soft rope. As the men tied their arms, the girls tried half heartedly to squirm away but were held firmly. "Remember, you are to do exactly as we say," Michael reminded them. When all three were secured they were placed in a line, side by side. One man moved directly in front of each girl, facing her,. "You all appear to be very good looking women," Michael began, "but sorority sisters must have bodies as close to perfect as possible. We just need to check that out." With that comment he lifted his hand to Sandy's face and began to let his fingers slide over her cheeks, around her ears, and then along her neck line and across under her chin. Sandy trembled at his touch, apprehensive as to what might come next. Then his hands lightly slid down over her shoulders and along her upper arms and then back up, but made no attempt to move under her shirt. The other two men began the same actions with the other two girls. Sandy, and the other girls, had expected that there would probably be something like this. However, they had no idea how far it would go. Were they going to be stripped? Were they expected to actually have sex with these guys? All three had these kind of thoughts running through their heads, but at the same time they were also relieved that only these three men would be involved. And, actually, these three were really pretty good looking. If they were going to be molested Sandy couldn't think of a better set of molesters. Sandy heard Liz suddenly suck in her breath. She didn't know what had happened but just then Michael slid his hands back over her shoulders, part way down her back and then around to let his hands just lightly slide over the outsides of both of her breasts. His fingers began to make circles around the two firm mounds, pressing gently at their sides through her thin shirt. Although no one had touched her nipples, Sandy could feel them harden even more. She suddenly realized that despite all her apprehension, and, yes, a little fear, she was actually getting aroused by having some strange guy play with her tits even through her shirt. Michael continued his explorations until finally the small circles were just barely surrounding her nipples and areolas. Then he began to slide his fingers back and forth over her nipples themselves. This resulted in them becoming even longer and harder. Sandy gave out a small moan, unable to help herself refrain from responding to this intense stimulation. Biting her lip, she glanced over at the other two women and saw that they were being subject to the same treatment and were also breathing faster. Although her shirt was unbuttoned down to the middle of her breasts, Michael had made no move to reach inside or to open it further. Instead he continued to stroke her through the thin cloth and somehow this seemed even more arousing than if her had stripped her bare. She gasped as he caught a nipple between his thumb and finger and gave it a little pinch before rolling it back and forth. "Yes, well formed tits. Firm and responsive nipples. Definitely sorority girl quality. I expect they will taste as good as they feel." Sandy jerked her head up at Michael's comments but he just smiled and continued to play with her tits through her shirt. Sandy was becoming very wet even though she was still scared about what was going to happen. She felt sure that her arousal could be smelled, if not by the men then by the other women. Women, after all, seemed to have a more sensitive nose, especially for sexual odors. Then she became aware that she herself was detecting a warm scent of musk from one or both of the other women. Oh, God, they were all getting turned on by these three men they had never met before. Were they just going to be aroused and then embarrassed? Or were they actually going to be fucked? She couldn't guess and realized she wasn't even sure which she would pick if she had the choice. The men continued to check out the women's bodies above their waists, never touching bare skin, but stimulating every square centimeter between waist and neck through their shirts. All three women - and, for that matter, the three men also - were breathing rapidly. Sandy felt the heat rising to her face and was sure it wasn't all from embarrassment. Then Michael moved behind her never stopping his wandering hands. But once behind her he suddenly clasped both of her breasts firmly in his hands. "Definitely world class tits," he murmured almost to himself. His thumbs and fingers trapped the two hard nipples and as he pulled Sandy towards himself, she suddenly felt what she was sure was his cock pressing against her ass. But only for a second. He moved back from her and again let his hands begin to move around, shifting himself back in front of the girl once more. After a good twenty minutes of this intimate touching, Michael finally pulled himself away and announced, "Well, guys, I think this one has the boobs for a sorority. What about your two?" "No question about this one," Dick answered. "A really nice rack." "And Anna has one of the firmest pair of tits I have ever examined," Tom added. Sandy suddenly realized that the crude descriptions were having the opposite effect that she would have expected. She wasn't feeling offended at the men talking about her like a nice piece of meat. No, instead she found that the talk was exciting her even more. "Then I think we should check out their qualifications in other areas," Michael said,. "Oh, oh," Sandy thought. Now he'll be feeling my pussy. But Michael surprised her by continuing, "We do need to see if they can kiss as sexy as a sister should be able to. You pledges want to convince us, so you'd probably better put some effort into this." The other two men agreed with a few noisy comments. Then each moved up and pulled the girl against him and covered her mouth with his own. Michael's lips were firm and warm against hers and Sandy found herself wanting to kiss back, not just to impress her initiators. After a few seconds of firm pressure Michael's tongue touched her lips and seemingly of their own volution her lips opened to welcome it into her mouth where her own tongue began to get into the action. The kiss went on for a long time until finally Michael pulled away. He started to speak, but had to clear his throat and slow his breathing. "Sandy does seem to know how to kiss. But to be sure I think each of us should evaluate each pledge." "Definitely!' "By all means." The other two men were also a little short of breath, but in a few seconds Sandy found Tom in front of her, bending to place his lips on her own. As the kiss began Sandy kissed back as best she could. It was definitely a good kiss, but somehow it didn't seem quite as overwhelming as Michael's had been. Still it was a long, hot, steamy kiss and Sandy felt she had probably passed Tom's scrutiny also. Then Dick shifted to her and his kiss was just as good, but still not as hot as Michael's had been. She wouldn't mind kissing him some more. "These three can kiss as well as any sister I've known," Dick commented. "I agree," Tom added. "I think so, too," Michael said. "But I think I do want to check out a couple of things a little better. I'll give Sandy, here, another test. Just to confirm things." It looked like she was going to get that second kiss after all. Sandy felt her pulse pick up a little as Michael once more pulled her to him. This time she met his lips with her mouth open and their tongues immediately began to tangle. When at last they broke the kiss and pulled back slightly, their breath still mingling, Michael had to try twice to speak before he sounded normal. "Yes, all are definitely good with their mouths at kissing. But there are other things a sister should be able to do with her mouth. On your knees, pledges." "Well, we thought this might happen," Sandy thought to herself. Then she realized she wanted it to happen. And she wasn't alone, she was sure. Liz was already kneeling before Michael had finished speaking and Anna was only a second or so behind her. Michael steadied her as she knelt and quietly asked, "Have you ever given a blow job with you hands tied, pledge?" Sandy didn't trust herself to speak and just shook her head. Still quietly he responded, "Just relax and enjoy it then." Wasn't that the expression? "If rape is inevitable, relax and enjoy it." But this didn't really seem like rape. In fact, Sandy was finding herself eagerly anticipating what was coming. She just heard Michael quietly say, "And remember a real sexy sorority sister will always swallow." Sandy managed a smile. Actually she liked the taste and had generally swallowed. At least for the two men she had given head to before. Michael moved closer and she suddenly leaned forwards and pressed her mouth and nose against his jeans, inhaling deeply as she did so. Michael stroked her dark red hair and then reached for his belt. In just seconds the jeans fell to the floor and he quickly pulled down his briefs to follow them. Sandy stared at his cock from only a couple of inches. It wasn't huge. She guessed about six inches or a little more. But it was rock hard. The circumcised head, like a purple helmet, flared out from the shaft. For several seconds she just looked at his tool. She leaned forwards slightly and inhaled deeply of his scent and then placed a quick kiss on the end. Then with no hesitation, she opened her mouth and her tongue moved out to lick the shaft like an ice cream cone. She circled the ridge behind the head and licked over the surface. This continued for at least two minutes, licking with both feathery and firm touches, her tongue exploring, teasing. Then she opened her mouth wide and took him inside, clamping her lips just behind the head, and then slowly sliding down the shaft. Her tongue swirled around and around and her lips covered all of the surface as the rod moved deeply inside her open mouth. Her mouth pulled back but her lips held firm against the receding shaft while her tongue flicked against the small opening at the top. Michael closed his eyes and gave himself over to the incredible sensation. He didn't know, but he had the feeling that this girl wasn't really experienced at this, but she did seem to know just how to do it. If she really didn't have any more experience than he thought, she was a real natural at it. For several minutes she continued her incredible stimulation until at last he could hold back no more and proceeded to spurt into her sucking mouth. She doubled her sucking and did swallow almost all he gave her. When Sandy had first touched his cock with her tongue she was surprised by the intense wave of desire that suddenly flooded through her. She had enjoyed oral sex before, but this was something different. As she touched the hard, hot flesh she felt a nearly overwhelming urge to plunge down as fast and deeply as possible. Maybe it was all the stimulation of having her upper body played with so intensely or maybe it was having her hands bound behind her or perhaps it was just the whole unreal situation she was experiencing. What ever it was, she felt herself wanting this more that she would have ever imagined. As she started to work his hot shaft, the desire, if anything, intensified. This drove her to really work at what she was doing and when Michael finally came in her mouth, the first taste of his sperm seemed to trigger a mini orgasm within her. She sucked hard, drinking down his juices, as she felt the hard contractions of her own sex. When at last she rocked back on her heels and looked up at him she realized she was still aroused and definitely horny. The way she felt right now, she would welcome rape. Sandy looked around at the others. Liz was still kneeling, come dripping from one corner of her mouth, and a wide smile on her face. Anna seemed to be having to work at it a little harder and while she still looked aroused, Sandy didn't think she was as turned on as was Sandy herself. In a few more seconds Sandy saw Tom stiffen and Anna begin to quickly suck at his organ. A moan escaped Tom's lips as he began to relax and Anna slackened her pace, finally pulling back from his cock. Then she leaned forwards once again and slowly and deliberately licked his cock several times, cleaning it. A shudder went through Tom and Anna smiled and returned to kneeling upright. After a couple of minutes the men seemed to pull themselves together. They stood and pulled their jeans back up as Michael looked around and said, "Well done, pledges." The men untied the girls' hands and then Michael said, " I think you should just rest a few minutes while I talk with the brothers." He nodded to Tom and Dick to follow him and left the room, closing the door behind him. Pledge Initiation The girls looked at each other. Liz broke the silence and said, "Well, guys, that wasn't too bad, was it?" This was followed by a roll of her eyes and an exaggerated expression and pantomime of licking a cock. The other two gave a laugh. Then Anna said, "I didn't know if we should expect any sex or not, but I'll admit with these guys I wouldn't mine if there's a little more. Even some real sex." Sandy added, "There might be more, but there also might be some paddling or something, although I agree with Anna. I wouldn't mine if my ass gets a little sore if they keep on making me this hot. If the other two are half as good as Michael, I wouldn't mind if we each get laid by all three." Liz gave a dreamy smile. "Maybe we can make that happen even if the guys aren't planning it. I agree. These three are hot." "Yeah," Sandy agreed, "but we'd better remember that they are here to initiate us. I doubt if it will all just be fun games for us. Even if there's more sex I'll bet there will be some less pleasant things, too. I mean so far they've felt up our tits and had us blow them. I'd guess they'll get us naked before too much longer. Not that I'm sure I'd mind that as long as it just stays here in this room - where ever this is." Liz spoke up. "Of course there's going to be more. Look over there on the table behind that chair." The three turned where she was pointing and saw a collection of paddles, straps, a small riding crops and a multitailed flogger. Liz went on, "I think we're in for some sore bottoms but at least I don't think they are going to take us anywhere to embarrass us. That was probably what I was most afraid of for tonight. Particularly when we started off in the mall half naked. Remember how Brenda hinted that we might be sex slaves tonight? I didn't take that too seriously before, but now I think that might be what we're in for." "Just what do you think they'll do to us?" Anna asked. "I don't know," Liz replied. I'll admit I've played at being a sex slave a couple of times before. You both must remember that from our 'true confessions' sessions at the house. Standing there almost naked telling everyone how I'd been tied up and had my ass lashed. As I seem to remember you've tried it once or twice, too, Sandy." Sandy looked embarrassed as she remembered having to describe her activities to the sisters and other pledges, but nodded in answer to Liz. Liz looked over at Anna. "You haven't done quite as much, but you've been spanked a couple of times, right?" Anna nodded, also looking embarrassed. "OK," Liz continued. "I'm guessing these guys want to play with us. I expect we'll probably be stripped and bound and spanked enough that we won't forget it. But I don't think they are really sadistic. Just good, clean fun, as they say. Really, I don't think they'll go too far, but I do expect to be used as a sex toy tonight." Then she gave a wide smile. "And, you know, I don't think I'll really mind at all." The other two laughed and seemed to relax a little. Sandy then said, "I guess I can go along with that. Are we agreed, then, that we'll go along with them as long as they don't do anything to really hurt us?" Then she quickly added, "And I'm also not sure about if they try to take us out in public anywhere." The other two agreed and just then the door opened and the three men reentered. ______________________________________________________________________________ When they had left the room, Michael led the other two down the hall into another small room. "Well, guys, still think we can't bring this off?" "Obviously not," replied Dick, "but I'm still amazed it's gone as easily as it has. I would have expected a little more resistance before they went down on us." "It has been pretty easy," Michael agreed, "but, remember, these three have already been worked up. They didn't know what to expect at all tonight and probably imagined things would be much, much worse than anything they see now. There's just the three of us, not a whole frat of drunken men. We don't have them out in public anywhere. We haven't hurt them or really embarrassed them - well, OK, back at the mall when we checked out their lack of underwear we did. But in general we've actually treated them pretty well. Sure, we felt them up, but we didn't strip them right off and I'll bet they were expecting us to. They also responded very nicely to all that play with their tits. I think we actually got them pretty hot by NOT reaching inside their shirts yet. What do you guys think? Will they go along with the rest of the stuff we talked about?" Tom spoke first. "I think they just might if we don't do something to really spook them. I know Anna was getting pretty turned on even though she was trying not to show it. I think the other two were pretty excited, too." Dick and Michael both nodded. "I agree," Dick added. "Let's proceed as planned. Just watch out not to come at them too fast. After al, we are total strangers to them and I'll bet none of them has ever given a blow job to a man they have met less than an hour earlier. Michael immediately spoke. "Well, pledges, so far you have done well. Your sisters will be proud. Now, however, there is the matter of the discipline for your infractions. I believe you, Liz, made that 'Tom, Dick and Harry' remark." Liz looked down just managing to hide a smile. "And I seem to remember that Anna objected to our first request which was to let us inspect to see if you followed your dress instructions." Anna looked slightly embarrassed at that event. "So let's get all three of you over by the table." "But I haven't done anything," Sandy blurted out. "You have now. Questioning an instruction." Sandy knew it was hopeless to object further and joined the others in moving beside a large oval table. They were positioned with Anna and Liz at either end and Sandy on one side, all facing the table. Tom brought over three small cushions which he placed on the table edge in front of each girl. "OK, bend over the table," he instructed. The three girls bent forwards until their chests were flattened. All realized this placed their bottoms in a perfect position and expected they were about to receive a paddling. "Now reach out and hold hands," Tom instructed. "Do not let go. If any of you let go of each other's hands all three will receive extra punishment." The girls each reached for the hand of the girls next to her and Sandy had the sudden irreverent thought that this must look like a really strange parody of a seance. The men moved so one was behind each girl and suddenly all three skirts were raised and laid along the women's backs. Sharply drawn breaths indicated the awareness that they were now totally bare and exposed, but no one made any comment or tried to move. After all, they had expected something like this. Michael held a typical pledge paddle - hardwood, four inches wide by eighteen long - where all three could see it. "We'll begin with five from this." A rush of air was immediately followed by the loud splat of wood on female flesh and a small cry from Sandy. During their pledge period the women had often been present while the others received punishment strokes. Each pledge meeting had involved 'removing demerits' with strokes of the sorority punishment paddles on panties or even bare skin and each pledge had to watch as her sisters received their strokes. At least these paddles were smooth instead of the punishment paddles which were covered with drilled holes. Four more measured strokes sounded, each accompanied by a small cry from Sandy. When the fifth had landed, the paddle was passed to Tom and Anna's squeals replaced Sandy's. Then it was Liz's turn and five more hard strokes landed. But if the girls thought it was over they rapidly learned otherwise. Michael held a second paddle above the table where all could see. "Now five from this. "This" was a paddled drilled with holes like the sorority punishment paddle. However, instead of the long, narrow shape of that device, this paddle was about ten inches long and a good seven inches wide. The first stroke to Sandy's already sensitive bottom brought a small scream. For the next four she could not keep quiet, but was able to hold in any screams and just produce small cries. Ten more strokes brought similar results from the other two pledges. Still the men were not finished. This time Michael held a new device for them to see. All three girls had their eyes locked to the four inch wide leather Michael held out for their inspection. A tawse. Ten inches of heavy leather attached to a ten inch wood handle. The last three inches of the leather were split into two separate pieces, giving, in effect, two "tails" to strike the tender flesh. This time when the first stroke landed, a definite scream broke forth. As well as for each of the remaining four. But despite the pain Sandy was feeling, none of the three let go of each other. Anna and Liz also screamed at each stroke but again all three kept their hands tightly clasped. After the last stroke had been applied to the red surface of Liz's ass, Michael said, "Very well handled, pledges. Now just remain where you are for a little longer." "There better not be any more," Sandy thought to herself. She could feel the other two trembling, probably in the same fear as she herself. She wasn't sure she could take any more strokes right now, but she was determined to make it through whatever was coming. But what was coming suddenly surprised her, as well as the other two. A man was behind each pledge and suddenly, instead of additional spanks, each woman felt a tongue begin to lath her sore ass. The cool wetness immediately brought a little relief to the throbbing flesh. As the dampness continued to be spread all around the hot skin, it began to do something else also. Sandy felt herself begin to get wet once again. Michael's tongue and lips were exciting her and as they moved around her bottom, her arousal increased. Then, so suddenly there must have been some kind of signal, all three tongues moved to press firmly and damply against swollen feminine lips and drag backwards along the soaking slits of three very excited women and on up the cleft between their cheeks and then, pressing firmly still, right across three stretched and open assholes. The three men then pulled back and then Michael instructed the women to stand up. "I think these pledges handled that so well we should spend some time comforting them, don't you, guys?" Michael said. The other two readily agreed and soon the three women found themselves seated on the men's laps in three large chairs. For the next half hour they were gently fondled and stroked. There was a lot of kissing and the girls were just as eager participants as the men. At first Sandy found it a little uncomfortable to be sitting with her bare bottom on Michael's legs, even though his jeans were still between them. But as they continued to neck and pet she rapidly forgot about that and became more and more aroused. All six were becoming very excited and finally Dick said, "I think there is something else sorority girls are supposed to be very good at. I think we should check that out also." As he said this he gave Liz's breast a good squeeze and ran his hand firmly over the hard nipple. Her shirt gave so little interference that to Liz it might as well have not been there. All three women knew exactly what Dick had meant and were now so excited that they welcomed what was coming. The only thing which surprised them was that the men made no attempt to undress them. Instead each man unfastened his belt and soon pulled his jeans down below his knees. Then turning the girl to face him, helped her to kneel with her knees on either side of his legs. The short skirts rode up and it was easy for three hard cocks to slip into the three throughly soaked women. For the next ten minutes or so, the room was filled with the sounds of sex and cries of the six excited young people. As one by one the three couples reached climaxes, the sounds subsided and the pairs snuggled closely with each other, remaining coupled for as long as they could. For many long minutes the three couples remained as they were. Then reluctantly Michael straightened up. "Hey, guys, I think we need to have a short talk." The other two men looked over at him and he nodded his head towards the door. They began to untangle themselves and as he stood, Michael said, "Don't worry, pledges. We'll be right back. There are still a number of things we intend to do to you." Then he and the other two slipped out of the room once more. Once out in the hall the three moved to the other room. Dick started. "I don't think I really believed that would happen. And not only did it happen, but Liz, at least, seemed just as willing as I was." "Very true," Tom agreed. Anna is one hot piece." "I certainly have no complaint about Sandy," Michael said. "The question is just how much further do we want to try and take this. I would like to see those three naked. I just don't want to do anything that would make them try to stop everything." "I agree," Dick responded. I would love to go another round or two with Liz. Tom nodded his agreement with this. "OK, how about this?" Michael said. "Supposed we get them to strip. Then we can spend the rest of the night playing with them or just cuddling or whatever. We might give them another spanking if the opportunity arises - that did seem to make the three of them pretty hot. Unless they suddenly change, I expect we'll all get laid at least another time." "Sounds good to me," Dick said. 'We won't try to push them too much further, but let's keep them warmed up. Also, if we're planning of being up all night, I, for one, would like something to eat. Suppose we call out for some pizza?" "Good idea," Michael said. "I'll go ahead and order, what, three large?" The other two nodded. He looked at the time. "It's about ten thirty-five now. I'll tell them to deliver about eleven thirty. That way we can play with girls now and keep them excited." He started towards the phone across the room when he heard Tom call, "Hey, I've got an idea. Suppose when we go back in there we ..." He explained his pan and the other two thought it a great idea. Michael went on to call while Tom and Dick found the things they would need. As soon as the men left the room, Liz said, "I can't believe we just fucked three guys we've known less than four hours!" "I know," Sandy added. "Not to mention that now all three of us, not just Liz, have had sex in the same room with others." "What surprises me a little," Liz said, "is that they haven't traded us around any except for those kisses. I would have expected frat guys to try and see how many of us they could nail. They also haven't gotten us naked." "Well, the night isn't over yet," Anna put in. "They still might and they still might tradeoff between us. Although I'll certainly be happy enough to stick with Tom." "You don't know what you're missing," Liz said. "But I'll be just as happy to keep Dick. What about you, Sandy?" "Admittedly Michael is only my third guy, but I'm sure not ready to drop him yet." "Listen to us," Liz interjected. "We sound just like we have been out on ordinary dates. I'll admit this initiation is nothing like I had been expecting - or fearing. Sure the spanking hurt more than any of the pledge meeting punishments, but it also really turned me on. For that matter I'm still turned on." The other two murmured their agreement. The door suddenly opened and the three men entered. Tom was carrying a boombox. Michael said, "All right pledges. We thought of something else. A sorority girl should be able to look really nice wearing anything, or..." He hesitated for a second and then went on, "Or nothing. We think you three look pretty good in what you're wearing, but we need to check out the rest. Come here Liz." All three women had tensed a little when Michael made his speech. They had just mentioned the possibility that they might still have to undress, but the sudden reality filled them with apprehension. Michael led Liz over to a sturdy coffee table. "Stand up there," he instructed. When she was standing on the table he added, "Now let's see you give a little performance and show us what you look like under all those concealing clothes." Liz seemed almost frozen. Michael was a little afraid he had moved too fast and that she might bolt at his instructions. But it was too late to change now. He stepped back and Tom pushed a button on the boombox. Immediately the rhythmic, intense beat of stripper music filled the room. Liz almost successfully stifled a laugh. All the tension and apprehension seemed to vanish. Liz began to move with the beat of the music. Quickly she progressed, adding a few bumps and grinds, turning her back to the men and wiggling her ass. She turned to face them again and then she began to tease, opening her shirt a little more each time, drawing back the thin material, offering a quick glance of her firm breasts with the promise of much more to come. She continued to flash the men and finally turned her back on the men, unbuttoned her shirt completely, and let it slide slowly over her shoulders and onto the floor. The men quickly picked up the spirit of the game and began calling encouragement - "Take it all off, baby!" The other two pledges seemed to find it just as amusing and added their own ribald comments, whistles, and cheers. After the shirt fell to the floor Liz continued to dance, finally turning to face the group again, her bare breasts standing out firmly from her chest. She inched her short skirt up until her pussy was almost exposed. She turned and bent over to look at the men from between her spread legs. With her back turned she wiggled her bottom, raising the skirt inch by inch. At last she released the skirt, letting it fall to the floor, leaving her completely naked. She continued to dance, bending over to give particularly sexy views of herself. Finally the music ended and amid loud applause Dick pulled her over to sit on his lap. He pulled her down and as her bottom met his legs Liz also met the large bulge in his crotch. She realized she was soaked and instead of puling back she wiggled her ass against him. Dick pulled her back into his arms and let his hands stroke her breasts as Tom stood Anna up and pointed her towards the coffee table. "Your turn, Beautiful," he instructed. After Liz's performance and the men's response Anna was excited and ready. Tom restarted the music and she immediately began to move with the music. For a couple of minutes she largely imitated Liz's performance, teasing and flashing the men to their loud encouragement and the equally loud encouragement of the other two pledges. When her shirt hit the floor she stroked her breasts a couple of times, wanting to do something new and different from Liz. Suddenly an idea came to her. Anna had long hair - thick, blonde hair that hung almost to her waist. Now she gathered her golden mane and used it the way a real stripper might use feathers or a fan, to conceal and still flash her assets. She would let the honey bush cover her left tit while she turned her body to conceal the other. Then she slowly slid the hair up and away until her nipple was almost revealed and then she turned the other way. For several minutes she went along this way, teasing and finally removing her skirt. Still she would bend and let the thick fan of hair conceal her pussy. Finally as the music neared the end, she slid her hands up, catching her hair as she passed and raising it above her head. She held it there, not blocking any view, while she twisted and arched, showing off her naked body. When the music had ended, Anna went back to Tom, slipping onto his lap. Almost immediately she moved her hands inside his shirt and began to unbutton it as she had seen Liz was already doing with Dick. She slid the flat of her hand over Tom's chest as Michael moved Sandy to the table and started the music once again. Pledge Prank "Will you two please stop it!" I snapped in annoyance, but of course Mike and Jerry ignored me. None of us were particularly sober and our pledge master's "request" had us sneaking through a small patch of woods behind one of the six sororities on campus. If we got caught it would be embarrassing enough without Mike and Jerry insisting on humming the Mission Impossible theme, but of course my fears didn't stop them. Actually, if anything they became louder. Mike and Jerry were my two best friends since grammar school, but sometimes they drove me crazy! We decided to go to the same college with some reservations from our parents. Truth be told, the three of us weren't all that much alike, but for some reason we became friends early in life and continued to grow closer as the years went by. I don't think anyone was surprised when we pledged the same fraternity, which was saying something considering how different we were. Mike was the brainy type. It wasn't that he was a nerd as much as he was just so focused on his studies. I doubt Mike would have joined a fraternity at all without Jerry and my intervention. I'm sure his mother would have been happier if he hadn't. Let's just say that Jerry and I were not her favorite people despite how many years we'd been friends with her son. On the other hand, I think Mike's father liked the fact that his son hung out with us. I always got the feeling that he was laughing on the inside when we got caught doing something particularly stupid, but harmless. In fact, I think he would love this little pledge prank we were assigned tonight. Jerry was smart too. I was certain that he could get grades as good as Mike if he tried. Yet, that wasn't likely to happen any time soon. Jerry was too busy playing sports. In fact, quite a few fraternities rushed him because he was an all American football linebacker in high school. Our pledge master called us the Three Stooges. Jerry was Curly, Mike was Larry and I was Moe. For some reason people seemed to think I was the ringleader of our trio. As if someone could control Mike and Jerry's craziness! "Here," Jerry said, holding out his ever present flask. "You're starting to sound sober." Thankfully he and Mike finally stopped their rendition of Mission Impossible. "Maybe you're right," I shrugged and took a swig. My eyes watered slightly and I added in surprise, "Whoa! JD!" You never knew what Jerry's flask carried, but Jack Daniels was pretty highbrow for us these days. Mad Dog was far more likely based on Jerry's financial situation. Truth be told, none of us had a lot of liquid assets these days. That was college for you. "I got it from the social chairman," Jerry grinned. "Or maybe I should say I lifted it from the liquor closet when he left it open briefly before the party." "Serves him right," I shrugged. Normally I didn't condone stealing, but getting alcohol out of Francis was like dating a virgin. The odds weren't you were going to get anything, and if you did it wouldn't be all that good anyway. "This sucks!" Mike grumbled, bringing us back to our current problem. "Couldn't Tommy have sent us to the Brain Trust or Harlot House? I'd even prefer the Jock Joint or Pearl Harbor!" "The Dog Pound isn't that bad," Jerry put in. "It could have been worse. He could have sent up to Drugs R Us." "At least they have some good looking girls," Mike retorted. I shook my head as the two continued to argue. Tommy, the pledge master, had a nickname for each of the six sororities on campus. We pledges weren't allowed to call them by anything other than his nicknames. In fact, we could get in a lot of trouble if we used their actual Greek letters. The names were pretty obvious for the most part. For instance, the sister's from Harlot House had a reputation of being sluts while the Brain Trust attracted the more intelligent girls on campus. Drugs R Us was filled with girls who liked to party and the Jock Joint was home to the athletes. Pearl Harbor was the least obvious nickname and my favorite. I asked Tommy what it meant when he first told us the nicknames. His response was to grin and say, "Beware the Japs!" My girlfriend at the time was from that house and happened to be Jewish. I told her the nickname and explained. She laughed for five minutes. Tami liked it so much that she went around telling all her pledge sisters. Most seem to think it funny, but a couple did take offense. I thought there wasn't a lot they could say considering Tommy's last name was Greenbaum, but boy was I wrong! You don't want to know what punishment Tommy gave me after two of them cornered him. "Mike, the Dog Pound isn't really that bad," I said, putting an end to their argument. "I hear that Tommy's old girlfriend is the president. She dumped him and he didn't take it well." "I heard that too," Jerry put in. "And maybe that did have something to do with the nickname, but then again you have to admit, the Dog Pound has more than it's share of well...dogs." Mike nodded vigorously in agreement. "That's not really the point. Let's just focus on the prank and get this over with!" I sighed loudly. "Sounds good to me," Jerry shrugged. "But how exactly do you expect to sneak into the Dog Pound and steal the sorority president's bra?" "Not just any bra," Mike said, sounding glum again. "It has to be the frilly red one." "Does anyone else get the feeling that Tommy was a little plastered when he gave us this little prank?" I asked with a shake of my head. "You think?" Jerry asked rhetorically. "It seems that this red bra has special meaning to him," Mike added. "Maybe he wants to put it on and dance around," Jerry joked. I grinned, trying to imagine our pledge master wearing a frilly red bra and pirouetting around the fraternity. "Jerry! Be careful!" Mike snapped. "If Tommy ever hears about what you just said..." "And who is going to tell him?" Jerry asked. "I might," I grinned. "Just to see his expression. I guess it might also be interesting to see what he'd do to you." "I wouldn't," Jerry retorted. "Because then I'll have to tell him..." "I get the picture," I interjected. The three of us had more than enough dirt on each other to get the others in trouble with the pledge master, our parents and probably half the people we knew. "Um guys," Mike said. "It's not getting any earlier. Don't you think we'd better get started?" "Not yet," I replied. "I knew it!" Jerry laughed. "You do have a plan." "Yes," I sighed. "But you're not going to like it." "Why?" Jerry asked, suddenly no longer laughing. He knew me too well. "Janice Talson," was my only reply. "What about her?" he asked. "She's had a thing for you since junior year of high school," I said carefully. "And the pledges have an eleven thirty curfew at the Dog Pound tonight. She's either already in the sorority house or should be in the next twenty minutes." "No!" Jerry cried. "Absolutely not!" Janice was a girl from our high school. We weren't friends or anything, but she seemed nice enough. I never knew what Jerry had against her. "What's the problem?" Mike asked with a grin. "She not half as bad as some of the sisters from the Dog Pound. In fact, she has rather nice jugs." "Good! In that case you do it!" Jerry snapped. "Sorry," Mike said, his grin growing wider. "It's you she has the thing for." "I won't do it!" Jerry cried. "Sure you will," I said carefully. "It's either that or go back to Tommy empty handed." Jerry looked at me angrily, but I just stood there watching him. "It won't be that bad," Mike put in. "I bet she's a wild woman in the sack!" "Fuck you!" Jerry snapped. I fought hard not to laugh. Mike didn't bother. His laughter seemed to just make Jerry angrier. "Jerry, why are you so mad?" I asked, and then added when it didn't look like he was going to answer, "Don't you think it's about time you told me what you have against her?" Jerry looked at me tight lipped. "You mean you don't know?" Mike asked, still laughing. "Don't!" Jerry warned. He was an intimidating figure, but Mike ignored his warning. We'd all been friends too long. "She cornered him freshman year of high school and read him the riot act after he broke up with Samantha Higgens. Samantha and Janice were good friends at the time. I'm surprised you didn't hear. It was during lunch and there had to be well over a hundred witnesses." "This is all about that?" I sighed loudly in disbelief. "I can't believe you're still pissed after all these years." "Do you have any idea how much teasing I had to take from the football team because of her?" Jerry asked rhetorically. "Do you remember when Gloria Stebbins dumped Mike?" I asked, trying a different tact. "Wasn't it you who tracked her down and told her exactly what you thought about her?" "You did what?" Mike cried. "Not now!" I said, quieting his protest with a look and turning back to Jerry. "That was different!" Jerry snapped. "Gloria Stebbins was a bitch! She was using Mike to get back at her old boyfriend." "Yes, but I'm sure Janice thought you were doing something similar to her friend Samantha. You can't hold a grudge forever against her because she was trying to protect a friend, especially when you're done the same thing." Jerry looked at me and shook his head. "Oh, okay," he finally agreed. "You're going to do it?" Mike asked in surprise. "Yep," Jerry replied. He wasn't one to dwell on a decision once it was made. "So, what's the plan?" "It's simple really. Tommy's says that the sorority president Marci went home for the weekend," I grinned. "And everyone knows that as strict as the Dog Pound is about having their pledges in by curfew, they don't particularly follow the 'No Boys Allowed After Curfew' rule. It would cramp some of the sisters' style." There were a couple of sisters at the Dog Pound who could easily have fit in at Harlot House. "You knock on the door after we're sure Janice is in the house and make nice for an hour or so. Once you give the rest of the sorority sisters a chance to settle down in their rooms, you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom and let Mike and I in the side door. We get the bra." "Um, that all sounds fine," Mike said. "But what if Marci took the red bra home with her? She may have brought laundry home for her mom to do. It's what I would have done." "I thought about that," I shrugged. "But there's nothing we can do if that's the case. Tommy sent us to get the bra tonight. We have to at least make the attempt." "It better be there," Jerry grumbled. "I'd hate to have to deal with Janice for nothing." "Speak of the devil," Mike said, nodding toward the sorority. Janice was entering through the front door. Her roommate Nancy was with her. "The roommate!" I snapped, angry with myself. "How could I forget the roommate?" "No problem," Jerry smiled. "I'll just take Mike with me to keep her distracted." "Me!" Mike cried. "Why me? Why not our fearless leader?" "Nancy is more your type," Jerry grinned, grabbing hold Mike's arm with a vice like grip. "She's tall, thin and not particularly attractive," Mike complained. "Exactly!" Jerry laughed. "Just what you deserve for being suck a dick about Janice." "Forget it!" Mike snapped. "No way!" "Come on Mike," I said, suppressing a grin. "Take one for the team!" "No!" Mike cried, but it was pointless. Jerry already had a good grip on his arm. There was no way Mike was getting out of this. Jerry half led, half dragged him to the front door of the sorority. I could hear them arguing the entire way. Jerry knocked and in a moment the door opened and they went in. It was an hour and a half later before the side door opened. I was freezing by then. "It took you long enough!" I hissed at Mike as I slipped in. "It's cold out there!" "I don't want to hear it!" Mike snapped back. "You and Jerry owe me big time! Nancy doesn't even have a nice personality." "Speaking of Jerry," I said, trying to warm my hands. "How is he doing with Janice?" Mike surprised me with a smile. "You're not going to believe this, but I think Jerry's smitten with her." "Smitten?" I asked, teasing Mike. He has a tendency of using outdated words occasionally. It came from all the reading he did. "Yes, smitten," Mike replied, not even losing his smile. "I can't think of a better word to describe it." "Another one bites the dust," I joked. "Ha, ha," Mike groaned. "Good luck! I have to get back before Nancy comes looking for me." "Good luck to you too!" I grinned. "Fuck you," he sighed and left. The sorority was quiet. I had a general idea where Marci's room was, but it took me a long time to work my way there. I was certain I'd be discovered any moment. It actually came close once. A sister exited the bathroom in a robe as I turned into a hallway. My heart jumped into my throat as I faded back around the corner. I counted to ten slowly and then peaked to see if the coast was clear. It was, so I went as quickly and quietly as I could. My heart was beating pretty fast by the time I made it to Marci's door. I was certain someone was going to catch me any moment. Thankfully Marci had a message board with her name on it otherwise I might still be looking for her room. If you haven't guessed, sneaking around a sorority at night wasn't my favorite thing to do. Oh, I had a bullshit story to tell if I was caught, but if it didn't worked this was going to be very embarrassing at best. Now came the first possible major hitch of my plan. I had no idea how to pick a lock. Marci's door would either be unlocked or we'd go back to Tommy empty handed. I held my breath as I turned the knob. I was more than relieved when it moved. You have to love trusting sorority sisters! The door opened with a squeak, but it was low. I waited a bare second, fully expecting someone one to run out of the room next door yelling for the police. That didn't happen so I slipped into Marci's room and quickly shut the door. It was dark and I took a moment to give my pulse a chance to settle down. "Can I help you?" a voice asked from the darkness. I damn near jumped out of my skin as the lights came on. There was Marci sitting on a chair fully clothed. She was looking at me with a grin. She had a can of mace in her hand and it was pointed my way. "Holy shit!" I cried, holding up my hands in a calming motion. "You were supposed to be home this weekend." "Plan on stealing something?" she asked conversationally, ignoring my comment. She sounded awfully cool considering. "Um..." I began, but she cut me off. "Like my favorite red bra?" she asked pointedly. I finally understood why she was so calm. Marci was obviously expecting me. "Tommy, I'll get you for this!" I growled, not really enjoying this little escapade. I ignored Marci for a moment and continued to rant. "I can't believe he set me up! He is such a dick!" "True," Marci interjected. "Although to be fair, this wasn't his doing. A number of my sisters were at your fraternity's party tonight. One of them overheard a couple of your fellow pledges joking about this little prank and gave me a call. I've been waiting for you to show up for almost two hours." "That doesn't explain the fact that Tommy said you were home this weekend." "I was supposed to go home," she replied, still pointing the can of mace at me. "But my plans fell through." We looked at each other in silence for a few moments. "How about you put the mace down?" I asked nervously, changing the subject. Talking about Tommy wasn't making her any calmer. "Not likely," she replied. "I'm still trying to decide what to do with you. I'm thinking shaved eyebrows. Or, I could write our Greek letters across your forehead in indelible marker." "Please don't," I said carefully. "Okay. I guess I could just call the campus police," she offered. "By the way, where are the other two stooges?" I sighed. "There not..." I began, but she cut me off again. "You aren't going to lie to me, are you?" She was standing and holding the can of mace out toward me. "Because I know all three of you are part of this. You've only been at school a little over one semester and already everyone knows about the Three Stooges. Besides, Tommy wouldn't send a single pledge on this kind of prank." Marci was grinning now. She knew she had me where she wanted me. Oddly enough, considering the situation, I suddenly realized that she was rather attractive, especially when she smiled. Her hair was short and dark. She had an athletic built with gentle curves. Marci wasn't my normal type, but there was something about her that was captivating. Her eyes were dark brown and her lips were perfectly shaped for kissing. 'Get focused!' I snapped to myself. 'She's not interested in you. In fact, she looks ready to have you arrested! Besides, the last thing you want to do is get involved with Tommy's old girlfriend!' "I'm waiting," she said pointedly. Marci held the can of mace threateningly. "Where are the other two stooges?" I didn't think she'd really follow up on any of her threats despite her aggressive stance. In fact, I would have been willing to take a chance that she was just teasing if it weren't for her insistence that I give up my friends. I had no intention of telling her where Mike and Jerry were. Marci moved closer while still threatening me with the can of mace. She was a little over confident. I quickly reached out and grabbed it before she could react. "You stupid ass!" she cried as I grinned triumphantly. "That really is a can of mace! Do you have any idea what kind of damage that would have caused if I accidentally pressed the button? We'd probably both be on way to the hospital!" "You were the one holding it," I shrugged, unwilling to admit my stupidity, at least not out loud. Marci froze for a moment and then totally stunned my by jumping on me. She was not a big woman, but I was so surprised that we both fell to the floor. "You are one crazy bitch!" I snapped, dropping the can of mace and trying to grab hold of her hands. Marci fought surprisingly hard, but it wasn't long before I had her pinned. We were both breathing heavy by now. "Get off me!" she cried, trying to throw me off. "Do you promise to calm down?" I asked. "Sure," she answered too quickly. "Why don't I believe you?" "You're smarter than you look," she answered, trying to throw me off again. I refused to let go, but then suddenly she cried out, "My leg! Muscle cramp!" The pained expression on her face was too real for her to be faking it. I rolled off of her and reached for her calf. It was obvious which one was pulling. I grabbed hold and tried to rub the knot out of it. "Hands off!" she cried defensively as her hands and mine momentarily fought to ease the strained muscle. "Oh relax!" I snapped. "We both now that my being here is a stupid pledge prank that wasn't even my idea. Let me help." Marci barely hesitated before letting me rub the knot out of her leg. I was so focused on stopping her pain that I didn't notice how nicely shaped her legs were at first, but I did before I was done. I shook my head. 'What's wrong with me tonight?' I silently asked myself. Thankfully, Marci spoke before I could find an answer. "Thanks," she said. "That's a lot better." "No problem," I said, helping her up and to her bed. "So, now what?" she asked as she continued to rub her calf. She was leaning forward just enough for me to see down her shirt. "Please don't tell me that's the red bra Tommy sent me to get?" I groaned. "Of course it is," Marci grinned, but then she added, "Now stop looking down my shirt, you pervert!" "I'm only human," I replied, refusing to look away. "Just go!" she said with a shake of her bed. "Before I change my mind and really do call the campus police. And make sure you take the other two stooges with you on the way out." Pledge Prank Instead of leaving immediately and being thankful, I sighed and said, "I need that bra." "You can't be serious!" "Would you be willing to sell it?" I asked. "Absolutely not!" Marci snapped. "I was afraid of that," I sighed, reaching out and rubbing her leg once more. I was surprised when she let me. "Why don't you lay down on your stomach and I'll continue the massage? It's the least I can do." "I'm not giving you my bra," she warned as I gave her my most innocent look. Marci rolled her eyes in disbelief, but she did lie on her stomach. I started massaging her sore leg and ever so slowly worked my way over to the other leg and up her body. I was careful to skip any parts that might cause her to react and chase me out of her room. This time I got to enjoy just how nicely shaped Marci's legs were as I worked her muscles. The more I saw of her the more I liked. She had a natural beauty. Marci was not quite the 'girl next door' type, but there was something of that in her. She would have fit the stereotype better if her smile were a little less sexy. I kept picturing her face as she fought against me earlier. There was something about it that excited me. "How about we make a deal?" I asked suddenly. By now I was rubbing her back and she was obviously enjoying it. "What?" Marci asked. I could tell from her tone that she was becoming relaxed. "If I can get your bra off tonight, you'll let me take it," I smiled. She lifted her head and looked at me over her shoulder. Marci was smiling. "And if you can't?" she asked. "Then I'll stop by once a week until the end of the semester and give you a massage," I replied. "You're on!" she readily agreed. "You must really be afraid of what Tommy is going to do to you to take such a sucker bet. There is no way you're going to get me out of my bra!" "We'll see," I smiled. "I have all night to try." The truth was I couldn't care less about the bra or Tommy anymore. The more I rubbed Marci's back the hornier I became. Eventually I shifted again and was straddling her thighs as I massaged. It didn't take long for my cock to grow hard. I knew she could feel it against her ass, but Marci didn't say a word. I could hear her breathing getting heavier. "So, do you have a boyfriend now?" I asked conversationally. "Sure," she snorted, and then added, "Do you really think I'd let you massage my back if I did?" "What's wrong with an innocent massage?" "Innocent my ass!" she snapped. "Speaking of your ass," I said, finally taking a chance and letting my hands drop and rub her ass through her jeans. "Hey!" she cried, but didn't really try and stop me. "Shush!" I said. "I can't very well get your bra off by doing this, so relax." "So, you think I'll let you do anything you want as long as taking my bra off isn't involved?" she asked, both enjoying my massage and trying hard not to laugh. "Well, I am rubbing your ass," I grinned. "And I should stop you," she said with a shake of her head. "But it feels so good. Besides, it's only through my pants." "You could remove them and give me better access?" "Keep dreaming!" she laughed, but then fell silent and let herself enjoy my massage. She didn't even flinch when my hands eventually moved to her inner thighs, at least not until my finger brushed higher and I felt the dampness of her jeans. "That's enough of that!" she snapped as she rolled onto her back. I started massaging the front of her legs before she could get out of bed. Marci was looking up at me when I moved up to her shoulders a little later. Her lips were parted slightly and she was looking at me oddly. I couldn't decide if her eyes looked relaxed or lust filled. If possible, I'd guess both. A few minutes later I was unable to resist. I leaned forward slowly to give her a chance to protest, but she didn't and our lips touched. It was electric. I lost myself in our embrace for some time. It was the most passion filled kiss of my life! "Okay, that's enough of that," she said suddenly, pushing my away from her. "Are you sure?" I smiled. Marci looked at me oddly before shaking her head and getting out of bed. "Where are you going?" I asked. "Nowhere," she replied as she reached under her shirt and undid her bra. I frowned as she somehow got her bra off without taking off her shirt and pulled it out of her sleeve. She held it out to me. "What's this?" I frowned. "You win," she sighed. "Here's my bra. Tell Tommy that I said he's a sick pervert and that this bra is the only thing he's ever going to get from me." "You're giving up that easily?" I asked in surprise. Marci smiled and shrugged. "It's far safer than letting you spend the night," she replied. "You've been here less than an hour and I can't believe what your kisses are doing to me." "So, what's the problem?" I asked. "I'm not the type of girl who sleeps with a guy the first time she meets him," she insisted. "Now please get out before I change my mind!" She held out the bra toward me. "If that's what you want," I said, hesitating slightly, hoping she'd change her mind. I was both intrigued and surprised by her honesty. Most girls I knew would never have admitted what Marci was saying. I took the bra almost in a daze. The kissing had obviously gotten to me as well. "I didn't expect you to give in so easily." "Stop trying to push my buttons," she said, but Marci was smiling as she added, "I may be having moral issues, but I'm not stupid. Take the bra and go." For a girl I barely knew, she seemed to be able to read me like a book. "Maybe I can give you another massage some time?" I asked as Marci led me to the door. She just smiled and gently pushed me out of her room. I walked out feeling more than a little bemused. I was halfway down the hall before I turned back. Mike and Jerry were going to be pissed, but if things worked out, it would be worth it. I knocked gently on Marci's door. "Forget something?" she asked when she opened the door. I stepped into her room and kissed her. She tensed momentarily and then melted into my arms. I stepped back and held out the bra. Marci took it, looking rather confused. I reached out and gently touched her face. Again, the contact was electrifying. She looked into my eyes and smiled before taking my hand from her cheek. "You haven't answered my question," she said. "Why did you come back? You had what you needed to get Tommy off your back." I shrugged before replying. "I decided that I'd rather deal with Tommy's punishment than pass up a chance with a woman as beautiful as you." "Are you serious?" Marci asked in surprised. She knew Tommy's well enough to know what kind of punishment he would assign for failure. "Hmm, let me think," I joked, trying to lighten the mood. "Take Tommy your bra or make love to you? Choices, choices." "Who said anything about making love?" Marci asked with a raised eyebrow. "You did," I replied, kissing her again. This one lasted even longer than the last. Marci sighed loudly and rested her head on my shoulder afterward. "I knew I was right to give you the bra and send you on your way." "Where's the fun in that?" I grinned, but then grew serious and added after a short pause, "Look, I'll leave if you really want me to go, but you and I both know that's not what you want. It's certainly not what I want." "I know what you want!" she said with a shake of her head and a gentle laugh. "Would it be so bad?" I asked, drawing her close and kissing her neck this time. "No!" she groaned. "That's what I'm afraid of!" I was holding Marci close. I could feel her stiff nipples now that she wasn't wearing a bra and I'm sure she could feel my hardening cock against her stomach. I wanted her badly and I knew she wanted me, but the question was would she give in to her desires? "We can't!" she cried. "We barely know each other!" I ignored her words and kept kissing her neck. Marci moaned softly when I reached down with both hands, grabbed her hips and slowly rubbed my cock against her. She didn't push me away, however she did add, "I'm not that type of girl!" "But can't you be for just this one night?" I asked, still pressing against her as she read my desire in my eyes. "You can blame it on being drunk tomorrow." "I haven't even had a drink." "So?" I replied, and then grinning added, "Come on! Everybody does it!" "You're an ass!" she snapped, but she started laughing. "Talk about an ass!" I said, still grinning as I started rubbing hers with both hands. I let one hand slowly drift to her side and finally to her front. I took my time making my way to her full breasts. I knew this was the proverbial moment of truth. If she let me touch her there, she was mine. I hesitated, prolonging the moment of anticipation. "Oh go ahead!" she sighed loudly. "I'm probably going straight to hell, but I can't help it. Its been so long and your kisses..." I cut her off with another kiss and she moaned into my mouth. Marci's decision was made. I did take a moment to caress her breasts, but then quickly started unbuttoning her blouse. Marci didn't fight me. She pulled my mouth to hers and thrust her tongue in. We shared a passion filled kiss as her hands joined mine at her buttons. Between us we had her shirt off in short order. I reached for her pants, but she beat me to it. Marci unbuttoned her jeans and took them off as well. "Matching underwear," I said, seeing the frilly red bottoms. Marci ignored my comment. Instead, she smiled sexily, looked into my eyes and pulled her red panties down slowly. She must have liked what she saw in my expression because her smile grew. I certainly liked what I saw! "Can I have them?" I asked her. She was obviously surprised by my question. "Why not?" she shrugged after a brief hesitation. "But don't get your hopes up. I don't think Tommy will take substitutions and you gave me the bra back. Don't bother asking for it again." "I won't," I said. "And what makes you think I want the panties for Tommy?" Marci frowned, but then shrugged again and tossed them to me. I kept my eyes locked with hers as I took the underwear and brought them to my nose briefly. They were damp with her excitement and the odor was intoxicating. "You are such a pervert!" she cried, her eyes growing in shock. Yet, there was lust and desire there as well. "I can't believe you did that! I can't believe I'm doing this!" I inhaled deeply once more before shoving Marci's underwear in my pocket and pulling her naked body to me. Her ass was well toned, but the skin was soft to the touch. In short, it felt wonderful as I squeezed it. I let one hand slip lower. I could feel her excitement! I thought she could feel mine as well through my pants. In fact, she must have because the next thing I knew Marci was reaching between us and rubbing the bulge my cock caused in my jeans. The fire in her eyes grew in intensity. I surprised Marci again by lifting her up. I cradled her briefly and gave her another kiss. Marci sighed and rested her head on my shoulder afterward. I almost hated putting her down, but my own desires demanded it. I placed Marci in her bed and look down at her, trying to memorize the sight of her. She was smiling seductively and holding the covers open for me. Her smile grew as she said, "Are you going to stand there all night? Why don't you take off you clothes and join me before I chicken out?" I doubted very much that she would do that, but I didn't want to take any chances. I started undressing. I didn't rush it because of the way she was watching me. I'm sure it was similar to the way I watched her when she was undressing before. I shook my head. It was hard to believe that a stupid pledge prank would result in this! I wondered how often a freshmen fraternity pledge got a chance with a sorority president? Especially one as hot at Marci! I shrugged to myself at the last of my clothes hit the floor and I joined Marci in her bed. The feel of her naked body next to mine was amazing! We kissed passionately and my hands found their way to her breasts almost of their own accord. The heat of our excitement quickly filled the room and we threw the covers off. I could smell Marci desire as I kissed my way down her body. I paused at her breasts for a few minutes before continuing lower. She had a soft thatch of hair covering her pussy. I parted it and exposed her excitement. It was moist and open, demanding attention. The aroma was far richer than the slight whiff I received from her panties before, but exactly what I hoped for from that tantalizing moment. It was driving me crazy! I let my tongue brush her lips. "Stop teasing!" Marci demanded as her fingers tangled with my hair. She pulled my mouth to her pussy. I tasted the depths of her briefly before focusing on her clit. I nibbled on it briefly, but that was enough to send her quickly over the edge. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!" she cried over and over again as her orgasm hit. She only let me stay down between her legs long enough for me to get a taste of her juices. After that, she pulled me up and kissed my damp lips. "That was..." I began, but not able to come up with a word to describe it. It didn't matter. Marci knew what I meant. "Yes, it was," she readily agreed. "Let me go back?" I asked. "I love the taste of you!" "Later!" she promised. "Right now I want to feel you inside me!" I looked at her, smiled wider and kissed her again. She didn't seem to like the delay because she backed away and added, "Now!" "Yes, Miss President," I teased, but then directed the head of my cock to her soaked pussy and pushed in. Marci was more than ready for me. In fact, she wrapped her legs around mine, grabbed my ass and pulled me deep with all her strength. She was most definitely not in the mood for anything slow! Marci wanted it hard and rough. I was happy to oblige. Her mouth fell open and she gasped with each thrust. I kissed first one lip and then the other as I continued to stroke in and out of her. I then moved to her neck and started kissing and nibbling. "No marks!" she cried after one particular aggressive nibble. "I would never leave a hickey on you," I said, but then kissed lower until my face was pressed between her breasts. "At least not where anyone can see!" I took one of her breasts into my mouth and sucked hard. "You bastard!" she cried, her voice filled with lust. Yet, she didn't push me away. In fact, based on her reaction I'd say she actually liked me marking her breast. Either that or she was too close to cumming to really care. I lifted my head and stared down into her eyes once more. Marci wore an expression similar to the one she had when she wrestled me earlier. Of course, back then it wasn't as lust filled, but it definitely hinted that she would be this type of a partner in bed. I knew she was ready, so I picked up the pace again. It wasn't long before I was literally pounding into Marci. She had her legs splayed wide giving me full access. Her eyes were closed and her face full of tension as she fought against her orgasm. "I'm cumming!" she suddenly cried and buried her face in my shoulder. I thought it was to muffle her cries, but a moment later I could feel her biting and sucking for all she was worth. I knew part of what she was doing was in retaliation for the mark I left on her breast, but her need was too obvious for that to be the only reason. She was sucking so intensely that it actually hurt! I pulled her head free of my shoulder and saw the most amazing sight in my life! Marci was in mid orgasm and her expression was one of pure, unadulterated, animalistic passion! My own passions rose up to meet hers. I crushed her lips with mine briefly before letting her bury her face in my shoulder again. I slammed into her one last time. My orgasm hit hard! The first jet of my cum filled her and sent Marci over the edge again. We thrashed together for quite some time before we both ended up next to each other gasping desperately for breath. "That was well worth whatever punishment Tommy might come up with for not getting your bra," I sighed. "I'm glad you think so," she smiled. "It was pretty amazing. Maybe even worth the guilt I'll probably feel later." "Only maybe?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "We can do better than that." "What do you mean?" she asked, sounding perplexed. "I mean that before we're through tonight, you'll be so spent that you won't be able to feel guilt." "We're not done?" "Are you crazy?" I teased. "I can't leave with the possibility that you might feel too guilty to do this again. I'm not going anywhere until I get you to the point where you won't be able to turn me down the next time!" "We can't keep doing this," she said despite her smile at my words. "I don't normally sleep around." "So, let's start dating. This way you don't have to worry about your reputation," I suggested. "Yeah, right!" she laughed. "That's just what I plan on doing. I'm going to date a guy I barely know who is a pledge of my ex boyfriend's just because the sex is great! Besides, what makes you think that dating you won't ruin my reputation?" "I'm hurt," I said, holding my hand over my heart. "You'll get over it," she snorted. "Okay, then how about you look at it like this," I said, thinking fast. "Since you don't want to sleep around and get a reputation as a slut while you wait for the right guy to come along, why not just let me come around every so often and we can have some fun. You've already slept with me, so it won't hurt your reputation any worse to be with me again." "That's some convoluted logic," she said, not denying the possibility off hand. "I just don't want this to be our last time together," I said honestly. She looked at me and then slowly shook her head. "Trust me, it's not," she sighed, giving in to both of our desires. "I never thought I'd have a 'buddy', but there is no way this is going to be a one time thing! Besides, you threw the bet, so you owe me a weekly massage for the rest of the semester." "Buddy?" I asked, already knowing what she meant but wondering if I could get her to say it. "What kind of a buddy?" "The kind that visits late at night every so often to have some fun." "Oh! Do you mean 'Fuck Buddy'?" I asked loudly. "Yes," she nearly whispered out of embarrassment. "So, the 'nice' girl is finally ready to admit that she has a secret wild side that needs to be let loose every once in a while?" I asked. "Just shut up before I change my mind," she sighed loudly. I pulled her close so that her head was lying against my shoulder. "If its too uncomfortable for you, we could always go back to plan and date," I suggested. "You're not my type," she replied. "I only date good guys and you're most definitely not one of them!" "And Tommy is?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. She lifted her head from my shoulder and looked into my eyes. "Just shut up and kiss me!" she sighed loudly. "Bossy bitch!" I snapped, but then kissed her before she could reply. It didn't take very long for either one of us to get excited again. "I don't think I've given your breasts enough attention," I smiled, reaching out and caressing them. Marci blushed slightly, but smiled as well. A few minutes later I started kissing my way down her neck and to her chest. I left my face buried between her full breasts for quite a while as my hands continued their caresses. Occasionally, I tweaked both of her small, hard nipples. Marci obviously liked what I was doing. I continued for a time before I moved up and placing my cock between her breasts. She didn't seem surprised. In fact, she smiled. "My old boyfriend used to like doing this," she explained. "I don't blame him," I laughed. Marci smiled sexily and wrapped her beautiful tits around my dick. A moment later I was in heaven, stroking between her breasts! Pledge Prank The hickey I left earlier was visible. I smiled to myself. I knew on an intellectual level that I liked to see it because it was a way of 'marking my territory'. I also knew that Marci hadn't actually agreed to be mine, yet that didn't stop the instinctual part of me from getting turned on by the sight. I looked up and noticed her watching me. We shared a lust filled smile. I reached behind me and started rubbing her clit with one hand as I continued to stroke my cock between her tits. Her eyes grew bigger as she let go of her breasts long enough to grab my other hand and surprise me by sucking two of my fingers into her mouth. She sucked them like they were another cock. Marci never broke eye contact again until I finally came, and cum I did! I came on her face, in her mouth and even on her hair. I'm pretty sure the first jet of cum actually shot past her and hit the headboard! Marci pulled me up until she could take my cock into her mouth. I rolled off of her when I was done and shifted on the bed until I had access to her pussy. This time I wasn't going to allow myself to be rushed. I took my time and kissed her swollen lips. Marci was more than ready by the time my tongue touched her clit quite a while later. Her orgasm exploded and quickly overwhelmed her. I smiled in satisfaction. My cock slapped against my stomach as I shifted in the bed again. The taste of her had me hard again. I waited only long enough for Marci to recover before moving her up on her hands and knees. It was obvious that this was a new position for her. "Hey!" she cried as I leaned forward and licked her pussy. It wasn't really necessary again because her excitement was plain to see and smell, but I liked the taste of her! "Just because Tommy calls my sorority the Dog Pound, that doesn't mean we're animals! You don't think I'm going to let you...well you know! Like this!" "Of course you are," I said confidently. "We're 'Fuck Buddies' after all and 'Fuck Buddies' will try anything once." "Anything?" she asked in concern. "You'll see," I replied and then moved behind her and pushed in. This stopped all conversation for a time. Marci obviously liked this position despite her initial complaints. It may have been her first time in it, but she was meeting my every thrust like she'd been born to it! She came first again and fell forward. I refused to stop riding her. I was now straddling her upper thighs and slamming into her from behind. This time it was a new position for me too and I quickly realized that I liked it! I grabbed hold of her hips and started slamming into her as hard as I could. "Oh no!" Marci cried. "I'm going... I'm... I'm going to cum...again!" "Me too!" I grunted and let loose deep in her pussy. Marci damn neared howled as she came. I could feel her juices spraying past my cock and out of her pussy. She drenched my lower stomach, balls and upper thighs! We thrashed about for quite some time. Afterward, both of us lay panting. It was a fight to see who would regain their breath first. Marci won. "That was incredible!" she said. "It was most definitely the best orgasm of my entire life!" I opened my mouth to reply, but she stopped me by placing her finger over my lips. "Please don't ruin in by making a comment about the noise I made when I came and my comment about Tommy calling us the Dog Pound." "I would never," I said carefully. Truth be told, I did momentarily think it when she cried out, but I had no intention of mentioning that fact. "For what it's worth, that was the best orgasm of my life as well." "Really?" she asked in surprise. I laughed gently. "Just what kind of a guy do you think I am?" I asked with a grin. "It's not like I sleep with a different girl every night! Hell, I dating only one girl for most of my time here at college, and back in high school it was pretty much the same." "So, does that mean I'm the third girl you've slept with?" she asked, but then quickly added, "Not that it matters!" It obviously did. "Fourth," I replied honestly. "There was the girl I took to the prom last year as well, but I'm not sure if she should count. We were both so drunk that it went very badly." "You're only my second," Marci offered. "And don't you dare say really! I'm a good girl, or at least I was before I met you!" "So, you've only slept with Tommy and me?" I asked in surprise. She frowned. "I did not sleep with Tommy," she said succinctly. "My first time was back in high school with a guy I thought I loved." "So then, why exactly did you do this tonight?" I asked, honestly curious. "I don't know," she responded with a shake of her head. "I think I do," I said. "Why?" she asked, waiting for the punch line. She was starting to get to know me. "I found your weakness," I replied. "You're a sucker for a massage." Marci giggled. "I hope not!" she said. "Otherwise I'm sure half your fraternity will be offering me massages." "Hey!" I cried in denial. "I'm not the type to kiss and tell! Besides, why would I want to share my 'Fuck Buddy'?" "Not even to the other two stooges?" Marci asked. "Well," I grinned. "I'll probably brag to them about our sleeping together, but I won't tell them about your Achilles' heal." "Oh great!" "Don't worry," I said. "Do you think I'm going to let this get out so that Tommy's hears? He's still pretty stuck on you. In fact, this probably wasn't the smartest thing to do considering I'm one of his pledges." "Do you regret it?" "Not on your life!" I said quickly, causing her to smile. "I'll just have to be sure that Jerry and Mike know not to spread rumors. It shouldn't be too hard. In fact, Jerry isn't going to care all that much. It seems he and Janice are suddenly an item." "My pledge Janice?" Marci asked. "Yes," I replied. "That's how I got in. Jerry and Mike visited our old high school friend Janice and her roommate. Mike excused himself to use the bathroom and let me in." "Sneaky," Marci said with shake of her head. "Funny really," I shrugged. "Jerry never much liked Janice in high school, but Mike says that he's gaga over her now." "And what about Nancy and Mike?" she asked. "Um, no comment," I said tactfully. "She is a bit much, isn't she?" Marci asked rhetorically. "You know," I said, changing the subject. "You still haven't told me why you're lying here naked with me." "Does it really matter?" she asked. "A little," I answered surprising myself. "I'm not sure," she sighed. "I guess I was lonely and more than a little horny. I think I just got tired waiting for the 'right guy' to come along." "No, that's not it," I said confidently, surprising her. "It's not?" she asked with a grin. "Nope," I replied. "The truth is that you have met the right guy, and I'm it." "I doubt it," she replied, still grinned. "Doubt all you want," I shrugged. "You're just angry at the way we met. Once you think it through and get to know me, you'll see the truth." "I told you," she said no longer looking amused. "You're not my type." "Why?" I asked. "Because I give you earth shattering orgasms? Don't you deserver them?" "You're crazy!" she snapped. I knew when it was time to pull back. She'd see the truth eventually. "We'll talk about it later," I said. "Right now, I'm ready for another go." "You can't be serious!" Marci cried. "Not after what you just said. Besides, I'm spent!" "'Fuck Buddies' aren't allowed to be spent," I said, ignoring the first part of her statement. Marci made to protest some more, but I pulled her on top of me and kissed her. I wouldn't let her speak until I could tell her own desires were wakening. "In that case, I'm not sure I can survive being your 'Fuck Buddy'!" she groaned. "I knew I could get you to say it!" I grinned. "What?" she asked. "The F word," I laughed. "It the first step of my plan to drag you down into the evil abyss!" "Jerk!" she snapped, punching my chest and trying to roll off of me. "Oh no you don't!" I laughed, pulling her into a hug. She fought for a few seconds before my lips found hers. Once we started kissing again, all the fight went out of her. Marci sat up and straddled my hips when she was ready. I watched as she directed my cock to her pussy. She sank down slowly, groaning the entire way. I smiled and reach up to caress her breasts. Marci started slowly moving up and down. Eventually her hands were resting on my chest while she bounced up and down. "I like this position too!" she gasped out between breaths. She came, but didn't stop riding me; although she did slow down long enough to catch her breathe. "Lean forward and kiss me," I said to her. "Oh! But this feels so good!" she protested. "Do it," I said. "I promise, you'll like what I do next." Marci leaned forward and kissed me. I took a moment to hug her tight before grabbing her hips. "Not what?" she asked. "This!" I replied, and then held her hips steady as I started pounding up into her. At first Marci smiled, but didn't seem impressed. Of course, a few moments later my hips blurred as I picked up the pace and she cried out. "Oh fuck!" she cried, surprising me. Her eyes were big once again. Another orgasm was obviously close. "Say it again!" I demanded. "Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she cried. "Fill me with your cum again! Please fuck me!" "Here...I...cum!" I grunted and let loose. Marci cried out and we kissed crazily as she joined me in orgasm. I was soaked once again, but I loved every moment of it! She fell asleep on my chest afterward and I smiled contently, lying there for another fifteen or twenty minutes as I recovered and enjoying the feel of her. Everything about Marci made me feel warm and good. It was almost painful for me when I slipped out of bed. "Where are you going?" she mumbled, still half asleep. I kissed her cheek. "I don't want to go, but I can't be here when your sorority wakes up," I replied glumly as I started to leave the bed. "It's a 'Fuck Buddy' rule. I don't want to give you a bad reputation. Call me when you're ready for another massage." "Don't go," she said, pulling me back. "I don't want to sleep alone tonight." I rolled and faced her. "What about your reputation?" I asked. "Hmm," she said with a smile. "You're right." "See," I said. "I've got to go." She nodded but didn't release me. "How about this?" she asked after another couple of moments. "We go to sleep together and wake up late. You can slip out after lunch when everyone is out." "Sorry," I said with a shake of my head. "That's against the 'Fuck Buddy' rules as well." "And just where are these rules written?" she asked in amused annoyance. "I'm sorry," I said. "But if I tell you, then..." "...You'd have to kill me," she finished with a roll of her eyes, but she was laughing softly now. "I have another idea," I offered. "How about we sleep together and wake up late. We spend the rest of the day talking and getting to know each other." "That's not against the 'Fuck Buddy' rules?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. "Maybe," I shrugged. "But I'm willing to chance the 'Fuck Buddy Police' to get to know you better." "Oh brother!" she laughed. "Hey, who knows?" I said. "You might find out that I'm not half as bad as you think." She still didn't look sold, so I thought quick and added, "If everything go well, then I'll even treat for dinner and a movie afterward." "And if they don't?" she asked. "Then I slip out with no one the wiser," I replied, fighting hard not to hold my breath. "You really think there's a chance we are meant for each other?" she asked, sounding serious now. "Yes," I replied earnestly. The room seemed to fill with tension. I could feel her fighting her fears and indecision. It was too much. I could see it about to overwhelm her. It was time to lighten the mood. "For the sake of our children! Don't say no!" I joked. "Our children!" she cried in disbelief. "Just think of how romantic they'll think the story of our first meeting is?" I added quickly. "Romantic!" she snorted. "This was romantic?" "In a sorority slash fraternity kind of a way," I argued. This time I did hold my breath. Marci looked at me and suddenly burst out laughing. I thought it was a good thing at first, but wasn't so sure when she didn't stop for a long time. "I'm willing to agree to your plan with one condition," she finally said, gaining control of herself. "If by some miracle we do end up dating, and on the billion to one chance we do get married and have kids, you will never ever tell them how we met!" "Agreed," I said quickly, but then added, "At least not until they're older." "You might as well leave now," she said with a shake of her head. "This is hopeless." "Nothing is hopeless," I said, pulling her into another kiss. She returned it, but when I finally pulled back she laughingly added, "Don't even think about it!" "What?" I asked innocently. "'Fuck Buddy' or not," she said. "I'm too tired to do anything other than sleep now." "Sounds good to me," I shrugged, pulling her close. "Besides, now we have all tomorrow to play too." "I thought we were going to talk tomorrow?" she asked, closing her eyes and nuzzling into my chest. "That too," I promised. "This will never work," she mumbled as she started to drift off to sleep. "Sure it will," I replied, listening as her breathing grew deep and slow. I was exhausted, but suddenly I couldn't sleep. A few minutes later I glanced down and looked at Marci's face. She was just as beautiful in sleep as she was awake. I didn't know why I was so 'smitten' with her, as Mike would say, but I was. It was actually a little scary. I continued to look at her and slowly started to nod off. Oddly enough, I wasn't worried about convincing her to date me tomorrow. In fact, as I slept with Marci in my arms I dreamed of our children asking me how I met their mother. In the dream, I just smiled with an odd twinkle in my eyes. Marci saw it, shook her head ever so slightly and changed the subject. The dream skipped ahead to the night. Marci and I were alone in bed. She looked just as amazing as always! I smiled and reached for her. "Come here my little 'Fuck Buddy'!" I grinned. She rolled her eyes, but came to my arms. The dream faded after that, but somehow I knew our lovemaking that night would be extra special and remind us of our first passion filled night together. "I can't wait to make that dream a reality!" I said as I woke up. "What dream?" Marci asked. We were no longer in each other's arms. Actually, Marci was lying on the other side of the bed looking at me. I could tell from her expression that she'd just woken up and was trying to decide why in the world she let me sleep over. "Maybe I'll tell you one day," I smiled. She looked at me oddly, but then shrugged to herself. "We need to talk," she said nervously, changing the subject. "Yes, we do," I agreed. "But later. Right now, I want you." "You can't be serious?" Marci cried. "Of course I'm serious," I shrugged. She looked at me and slowly smiled despite her obvious fears. "You're too much!" she laughed. I pulled Marci toward me and hugged her, trying to let her know the extent of my feelings. She smiled warmly when I let go of her. Marci understood. "It's cold!" she smiled, taking the blanket from the bottom of the bed and covering us. I reached for her when she was done. "Come here my little 'Fuck Buddy'!" I said, just like in my dream. Marci rolled her eyes, but came to my arms. Some dreams were meant to be. Pledge Week: Day 01 Monday A new year and a new batch of sorority hopefuls are going to be trying to get into the sisterhood. Pledge week makes or breaks the girls. And in the end the ten hopefuls that want to join only five will be in. Leaving the other five left to try out next year. Maggie the leader of this sorority enjoys putting her hopefuls in positions they never thought they would ever be in during a pledge week. Walking in front of the ten girls, all names she knows by heart, and each girl she took a personal liking to. It will be hard to choose come end of the week, she thought walking around the girls. Maggie walked up and down the line of hopefuls, smiling at what is taking place before her. Trying to talk to her best friend over the honking of horns and yells of people driving or walking by. "Who do you think will make it, Maggie?" Andrea asked her friend since grade school, never taking her eyes off of the hopefuls doing their first day's order. Maggie smiled at Andrea and brushed her long blonde hair out of her face. "I don't know. It is hard to decide." She answered softly. Not wanting any of the pledging girls maybe getting their hopes up or starting stuff of trying to topple another. And in honesty, it is hard to decide. Maggie kept Andrea by her side as they kept walking up and down the line of hopefuls that have their heads down towards the ground. Bending over with their teenage butts facing the road and sidewalks. Pants, skirts, and underwear down below their butt cheeks and their hands on their hips spreading them open for all to see. On each girls butt cheeks was her initials and a single number going in order of their standing next to each other. Maggie and Andrea was turned on by the sight of the willing girls showing their little butts and assholes for all to see. The other sorority sister, Hailey, was standing next to the last girl in line holding a sign out to people telling them to pick a number for the girl they liked the ass of the most. It was risky, Maggie knew this, but she knew the Dean wouldn't complain. After all, it is her parents that contribute charity and wonderful money to him and the college. For him to even dare raise his voice at her would be financial suicide on his part. Maggie had been sorority leader for two years now, in her junior year of college along with Andrea and Hailey. Who she had known both since grade school. Maggie stepped behind the girls, leaving Andrea in front of them to make sure they all keep looking down on the ground and their butts are kept open. As Maggie looked at the bare butts, she must admit, they looked very nice. She saw one hopeful's butt and felt her pussy heat up from the roundness and fullness of it as she kept looking at it. It belonged to Mary, a brown haired, short girl who was a cheerleader back in high school and a freshman now in college. She noticed her asshole had a slight opening to it. Not tightly closed like the other girl's holes were. Pink and clean looking, Maggie kept her eyes transfixed on the little dark pencil size hole. Turning her on, Maggie was hoping she will do well so she can join the sorority at the end of the week. Maggie will keep an eye on her to make sure of this. Looking on past Mary, Maggie looked at the other bare behinds down the line, all nice looking, she thought. Wide variety of shades, some tanned and other pale, looked like a rainbow of different shades of flesh. She noticed Hailey would steal some looks at the bare rumps while holding the sign up for people to follow as they come across. Some guys walking to their classes would stop and stare at the bare asses in front of them, but only to be shooed away by Maggie or Hailey, they didn't want a crowd forming around the girls for safety reasons and the blocking of the sights in the popularity competition. After a half hour had passed, Maggie stepped in front of the girls and called over Andrea and Hailey to stand next to her. "Ok, girls." Maggie spoke up so the hopefuls can hear her loud and clear. "Stand up and pull your pants and panties up, you're all looking like a bunch of sluts with your asses hanging out for all to see!" Pulling their bottoms up they kept standing there waiting for Maggie to tell them what to do next. Looking at the time Maggie knew she had to get to class soon, so she gave the hopefuls one more order before heading off. "I know none of you haven't any morning classes today, so when I get back to the sorority house I want it clean and spotless." She smiled at her potentials and looked at each one going down the line. Lingering her eyes on Mary, her cute, small face, green eyes and bangs that stopped little past her eyes with her hair down this morning flowing beautifully to her shoulders. Standing at what Maggie is guessing between five-five or five-six, she had beautiful fair skin that was milky white and looked very delicious, especially in the morning sunlight. If she didn't have the rule of being eighteen or older to join the sorority Maggie would have passed her off as a freshman in high school, not college, she thought while looking at the beautiful girl standing in line. The other girls were cute as well, Maggie noticed Andrea kept looking at Tiffany's ass when she could during the bare butt popularity contest. Tiffany was average looking, light brown hair stopping past her shoulders. She is just cute looking and your regular girl next door. Cute breasts, especially how they push out against her shirt and stretch the fabric. Maggie took notice of this and grinned a little at the innocence she portrayed. Her eyes are wide and cheerful, cannot deny her beauty at all when you really pay attention to her. No doubt Andrea will take Tiffany under her wing and guide her to the end of the week. Still too early to tell who will have better chance of getting in, but right now it is first day and the week isn't up yet, Maggie thought before walking away. Leaving the girls in Andrea and Hailey's hands. Back at the sorority house the girls all filed in and stood in their line again in the first floor living room. Awaiting their orders, they kept standing there not moving and looking straight ahead. Andrea walked in after hugging Hailey goodbye as she went off to her volunteering in the library. Andrea was left for a half hour with the girls until she returned. Looking around in the living room, it does need cleaned, she thought. The white carpet had lint scattered around and grass blades from outside near the entrance of the door, the couch could use the steam cleaner to get a thorough wash. Glancing at the girls, and Tiffany, Andrea walked into the kitchen that connected from the living room. Dishes piled up in the sink and tile floor needs mopping this week. Heading back in, Andrea stood in front of the girls, brushing her black hair out of her eyes she eyed the line of girls from left to right. "Ok, the way we clean around here is in the nude." She informed the girls a house rule. She could see the disapproval in some of the girls eyes, but didn't care. She looked in Tiffany's eyes and saw a bit of uncomfortable look, but a willing one. To please the one in charge, Andrea thought. The girls kept standing in their line of uniformity. "Well, strip." Andrea ordered her girls. Watching the ten girls strip made Andrea's pussy heat and juice up. Looking down the row of girls: Heather, Jana, Tiffany, Alexandra, Julie, Amber, Mary, Grace, Kat, and Brooke. Most of them started with their shirts, pulling them over their heads and following with their bras. Alexandra and Amber started with their shoes, socks and pants, pulling their bottoms off including panties following their shirts and bras. Andrea was watching casually at the girls as they were stripping down to nothing. Before most of them got to their socks Andrea spoke up. "Oh, don't take your socks off. The dirt will only collect on bottom of your feet and track all around. But it won't be as bad if you keep your socks on." She told them watching a few of the girls now bending over to get their socks and put them back on. Their breasts swinging as they bend over to collect them. "Alexandra, Mary, and Grace," she called out, looking at ten young naked girls in front of her. "You will have the kitchen and dining room to clean up." She handed Mary a list of what to do and have done. Watching the three girls walk naked towards the kitchen in nothing but their socks, Andrea turned back to the seven remaining girls. Smiling, she wish she could have fun with couple of the girls, but knew she couldn't do that so early in the week. "Tiffany, Jana, Heather." She called out. "You three will be cleaning up the living room and study." She handed Tiffany a piece of paper and watched them three leave first to the study. Their butts wriggling back and forth and swaying with each step they are taking. Andrea was on fire. She wanted to finger herself so badly, tug her clit thinking of ten beautiful girls in nothing but their socks cleaning house. "Julie and Amber, you will clean bathrooms and hallways. Kat and Brooke, you two will be cleaning bedrooms. Only your rooms, do not enter any of the sorority sister's bedrooms or you will be punished." She made clear, handing the last two papers to Kat and Amber, watching them head upstairs their young bodies moving swiftly and all the right places jiggling on them. With the hopefuls working hard in the respective rooms and parts of the house. Andrea took off to her room to get a quick finger fix. She will check in on them after she is done, which shouldn't be no time at all considering how hot and horny she is from the popularity ass contest earlier, and now having them completely naked around her in nothing but socks. Andrea closed her door and headed towards her bed and had her jeans and underwear off before she even got in the bed. She opened her legs and began rubbing her bare, smooth pussy all over and rubbed her fingertip across her clit. Sliding it from her clit to between her pussy lips, she felt just how soaked she really was and her finger almost slipped right in without warning. Lifting her shirt up, Andrea pulled her bra down and started to pinch and rub her nipples. She had a nice set of breasts she always thought, not too big, but good for sucking and licking, and a handful when holding. She slid two fingers inside her pussy and felt how hot she was inside and started shoving them inside her pussy faster. Sliding in a third finger, she felt her hand and butt get wet from her juices seeping out at a fast rate. It has been a long time since she been this turned on and she was loving it. Pledge week is a good week for her, watching those willing girls do whatever it takes to get in the sorority. She remembers her sorority week, it wasn't as sexual as this one is, the former girl, Jenny, who used to run it didn't have connections like Maggie does. But the dildo Jenny used on her one night behind closed doors blew her away, it was so thick and hard inside her pussy. Thinking back on the dildo, Andrea managed to put a fourth finger inside her and felt her pussy stretch wide to keep her fingers all inside of her drenched hole. Using her other hand now to rub her clit fast, feeling her orgasm build inside of her. She kept fingering fast and really shoving them deep inside her. Her hips bucking wildly now holding the orgasm inside of her and with a flick of a switch inside her, Andrea came silently and soaked her hand and bed sheets with it. Breathing heavy and looking straight up feeling the orgasm course through her body, she silently laid there hearing her breathing become softer with each pass. Slowly getting up, Andrea felt her tan, thin legs were a little weak and grinned at how great that felt. So fucking powerful, she thought trying to compose herself. Picking up her jeans and underwear she slid them all back on and took another moment to get herself together and looked in a mirror before heading out to see how the girls were doing. Her brown hair ruffled from rubbing against the bed and her dark tanned face looking flushed. Taking a few breaths and trying to look like she did before fingering, she left the room. Andrea went downstairs to see how Alexandra and the two other girls were doing with the kitchen and dining room duties. Passing Tiffany, Jana, and Heather in the living room. Tiffany was vacuuming, her tits bouncing a little as she moved her arm back and forth. Jana was steam cleaning the sofa and was bending over to clean the sides near the floor. Her breasts swaying back and forth and butt wriggling as she rubbed hard with the nozzle on the side cleaning the sofa. Tiffany was dusting and wiping the furniture, lamps, mantle, and TV. "Good job, girls." She told them with a smile as she walked through. In the kitchen, Alexandra, Mary, and Grace were doing their jobs diligently and quietly. Alexandra was doing the dishes and looked back to see her walk in and went back to work. Mary was in the dining room with Grace and they were sweeping and dusting. Grace bending over to pick up the wood cleaning bottle as Andrea watched her tits hang beautifully as she want bent over. God this is great, she thought as she watched the beautiful girls do their jobs naked. She left them to do their jobs in search of the four other girls and see how their progress is coming. She found Julie and Amber in the hallway, and Julie was reaching up high as she washed the walls with a sponge and her breasts would rise with her arms and rub against the wet wall. Amber was sweeping the hallway and would bump into Julie sometimes with her arm as she walked by. Andrea found Kat on the floor in the bathroom bending over the side of the tub cleaning it as Brooke was scrubbing the toilet with the scrubber. "You girls are doing a great job." Andrea complimented them and watched Kat bend over little bit more to clean the far side of the tub. ****** Maggie walked in and saw the living room looked much better now than when she last saw it. Well, they know how to clean well, she thought closing the door behind her. Walking through the house trying to find the other girls, Maggie put her jacket on the sofa along with her bag. Walking through the house, she went upstairs to see if anyone was up there and as she reached the top step she heard talking in the bathroom. Opening the door she found four of the hopefuls in there with Andrea, two in the tub naked being washed by the other two as Andrea sat on the toilet and watched. "God," Maggie chuckled looking at was going on and knowing Andrea is getting wet from this. "You making them bathe each other?" "They were all dirty and dusty after cleaning the house up." She replied with a smirk. Alexandra was washing Grace and Brooke was washing Mary. Grace had her back against Mary's as they were getting their hair washed. Alexandra was using both hands to wash Grace's red hair following the soap with her bare hands, as instructed. Alexandra squeezed the bottle of soap over her chest and watched the liquid soap slide down slowly to her breasts. Alexandra was getting turned on at this, as she reached out and used her bare hand to rub the soap in and all over her chest. Rubbing her breasts with her wet and soapy hands, she felt Grace's skin become so wet and silky against her palm. Looking over, she saw Mary getting soapy now. Brooke running her hands all over her breasts and stomach, lathering the soap up all over her front. Getting the bottle of soap again, Alexandra squeeze some on each side of her legs and a little bit in the patch of dark red hair above her pussy. Putting the bottle down and reaching down inside the tub, Alexandra rubbed all over Grace's smooth legs and up to between her legs. That was when Alexandra had a point of no return to masturbate after this was done. She felt her soapy fingers rub all over Grace's pussy lips before she slid up to her pussy hair and ran her fingers through that with the soap and saw it lather inside turning foamy and white within the curls. Grace had her eyes closed and was using Mary as support to keep straight up in the tub, as well was Mary doing the same with Alexandra when she felt Brooke's hand cup her pussy and wash it thoroughly. "Ok girls, get on your hands and knees." Andrea told Grace and Mary. Seeing they now had their front part of their bodies cleaned and now their backs and behind legs need cleaned. Both of the girls moving at the same time in the small tub full of water to get on their hands knees, each having their butt facing one another as they looked down at the water and tub. Alexandra looked over at Brooke and saw her nipples were hard as well. They were both to be naked while cleaning the two girls since they will be up for a bath after finishing with Mary and Grace. Looking at both the girls on all fours in the tub and their butts in the air, both Alexandra and Brooke looked at the bare pussy lips peeking between the pair of legs and a puckered little asshole along with shiny, wet butt cheeks. Alexandra took the bottle of soap again and squirted some on Grace's back and butt and watched it drip down the sides of her back and down her butt and between her cheeks. Handing the bottle off to Brooke, Alexandra rubbed lightly on Grace's back making sure to get the soap all lathered up and foamy. Moving closer and closer down towards her butt, she felt the soft cheeks and rubbed them little harder to feel the softness and wetness of them. Running her fingers between her cheeks and up and down her little puckered hole. She was satisfied with how she cleaned her. "Oh god!" Grace let out breathlessly as she felt Alexandra slide a soapy finger inside her asshole and wriggle it around. Andrea saw this and gave a compliment to Alexandra for a good job on her thorough cleaning of her fellow hopeful. Maggie couldn't take anymore of this and retreated to her room to finger herself and come back later when she is better focused. She couldn't believe how willing and how far these girls will go to become part of the sorority. After the baths were all finished up, the hopefuls were all called downstairs and were told to keep in their towels and were told to not finger themselves or get off in any way. When all the girls came down naked and holding their towels, Maggie came down, her face a little flushed after having a orgasm moments before. Andrea held back a grin from seeing her look so flushed as she is. The girls were all standing in a line as Maggie and Andrea was waiting for Hailey to show up from her class. After about ten minutes went by and still no Hailey, Maggie and Andrea decided to go on without her and give the girls their next assignment. "Ok, your next challenge is going to be walking around outside for an hour on campus ground wearing nothing but your towels." Maggie explained to the girls who are now shocked by this challenge as well. "I understand the towels are too small to cover your whole body. So cover what you don't want shown or try your best to cover your whole body if you think you can." Maggie informed them all standing in their line. Andrea smiled at the girls and looked up and down the line at the sight of ten naked girls holding their towels. She felt her pussy get wet again from the sights and what is to come. She saw their nipples stiff and pointed out, different shapes and sizes, some puffy others are flat, some wide and others small like erasers. Oh to suck and lick on them, she thought hearing Maggie give one more line before sending them off to do their challenge. "And Andrea and I will be out there to monitor you all and make sure you keep walking around campus and don't hide or anything for the whole hour." She put the final touch on the challenge and told the girls to get their shoes on and to head out now. "Andrea, you wait here for Hailey and tell her what is what and then you both get out to help me monitor." She said following the girls out closing the door behind her leaving Andrea to again finger herself while waiting for Hailey to show up. Pledge Week: Day 01 Monday ****** Twenty minutes into the challenge, Maggie was watching some of the girls get attacked by the piranha of college guys switching from class to class to make conversation with the towel covered girls. Most of the girls used one hand to hold their towels to keep their front covered and leave their butts exposed. Some decided to go around topless and tie their towel around their waist, while another one, Maggie saw it was Jana, she tied around her breasts and kept her pussy and butt exposed to all to see. Damn, she's bold, Maggie thought, looking at skin reflect the sunlight and look sexy in the light. Andrea and Hailey finally made it a few minutes early, with a hug and kiss greet, both the girls looked out and saw most the girls in the same courtyard walking around, smiling, talking, and doing as they were told to do. "Where were you?" Maggie asked Hailey. "Was asked to help in the library." She informed. "Oh, ok. Well you missed it earlier. Andrea had them all give each other baths." Maggie teased Andrea about her horniness and having the girls do sexual acts constantly. "Some of them look like they have the most delicious hairy pussies." Maggie told Hailey pulling her closer to her while standing in the middle of the grassy field. "Like yours is." She told her in her ear. Andrea looked on as she knew what was coming up, Maggie slipped her hand inside Hailey's jeans and underwear and started to run her fingers through her curly, soft blonde pussy hair. "Oh yes, just like yours." Maggie whispered slipping a finger between her legs in the tight fitting space. Hailey felt her pussy get wetter as Maggie kept her finger sliding between her pussy lips slowly up and down. Maggie let her finger slide a little bit inside the hot, wet hole and felt her pussy try to get more but she pulled back and continued to rub her finger up and down between her soaked pussy lips. Andrea was watching this and still keeping an eye on the girls. Andrea loved first day of pledge week, seeing a new batch of girls doing whatever it takes to become part of the sorority and how hot and horny she and Maggie and Hailey gets during the week. Maggie pulled her hand out of Hailey's jeans and smiled at her, leaving her in a feeling of unfinished pleasure and wanting more. "Maggie?" She looked at her with a plea to finish. "Next time don't be late and I won't be late with making you cum." She laughed at her tease and pushing Hailey's blonde hair out of her face and behind her ear. She loved making Hailey beg for sex, so this was a good excuse to do so with her. Ten minutes left in this challenge and all the girls kept up well with it and stayed out in the open and did as they were instructed. Some of the hopefuls had afternoon and evening classes to attend to so Maggie let them get back to the house and get ready to go to classes. ****** By the time evening came around and all the girls were present and in their formal line in the living room. Maggie, Andrea, and Hailey discussed earlier, before the ten hopefuls came strolling back in, who they thought would make it and who wouldn't. So far they came up with Tiffany, Mary, and Alexandra would make fine additions to the sorority along with Grace and Brooke. Still too early to say still, but they have an idea of who to push a little bit harder to hopefully get across the finish line. Along with going on who they liked the most and wanted to see who would make it, they talked about how odd, but nice, it was they rarely questioned their challenges, jobs, or what they have to do sometimes. First thing they did was the butt popularity contest and none of them had any qualms about it at all. "Count your blessings where they are." Maggie grinned. "They all seem to be enjoying it or they wouldn't be willingly doing it." A knock on the front door startled the girls and Maggie went and looked out the window and saw someone holding a box. "Oh, the votes are in now!" Maggie turned around and looked at Andrea and Hailey. Andrea and Hailey both jumped from the couch excited and was next to Maggie in a flash before she even opened the box up. Pulling out the paper Maggie read it and showed the two girls the results and overall comments about each girl. Now with having all the girls in the living room, before dinner begins, Maggie decided to have the bottom five ranked girls have to go pick the food up and also cleaning up after they finish eating. Maggie was holding the results as she walked up and down the line of girls. She hadn't told them exactly what it was yet, but they seem to of had an idea. "The results are here from the morning popularity contest." Maggie said excitedly unfolding the paper and looking at it again. "How about you girls take your bottoms off along with your underwear, and turn around as I tell you who won and who didn't." The girls did as they were told and all took their shoes off, following their jeans and underwear, standing once again naked in front of the sorority sisters. All three sisters looked at the lovely pussies in front of them and then the variety of butts as they turned around and all locked on the ones they like the most. "Ok. Let's begin with the results." Maggie said before adding. "Oh, and whoever is in the bottom five has to go pick up dinner and clean up after we eat, too. Now let's see who won." Looking at the paper and reading off the first name, Alexandra, the overall comment was how it looked tight and tanned. Maggie grabbed Alexandra's ass and squeezed it gently as she read the comments, hearing a sharp intake of breath from her when she felt her hand touch her rump. "Mmm, it is tight." Maggie said letting go of her butt and moving on. The second place went to Mary, for having a round, plump, and soft looking ass. Her ass has the best comments, but Alexandra had the most votes. But Maggie was pleased to see her girl get in the top five and be exempted from having to get dinner and cleanup tonight. Maggie ran her index finger between Mary's soft cheeks and lightly purred as she felt her puckered hole. "It is soft feeling, good job, Mary." Third went to Grace for having a round and ample ass, both Maggie and Andrea both noticed Grace wiggling her ass a little during the contest and figured she would end up being in a high ranking. Using both hands to rub her bare behind, she started to softly knead it. "Very ample, bet it is soft feeling against a face." Maggie pulled her hands away and saw where her fingers were on her butt as it went from white back to her flesh tone. "Only one way to find out." Grace teased and some of the girls looked over shocked, but amused at what she boldly said. "I hope." Maggie moved on and read off who was fourth place. Jana had taken the place with comments being how great it looked in the sunlight and how thick it looked. Following Kat for having an ass you could bounce a coin off of. The remaining five had excellent comments just not enough votes and were now having to go pick up dinner and cleaning. Tiffany, Julie, Amber, Heather, and Brooke, respectively. Andrea was a little perturbed for not seeing her perspective win, but was still pleased with her coming in sixth. Not too bad considering the top five asses that did get top five. "Ok you five, looks like you are stuck getting us dinner and all. By the way, put you panties back on and take your shirts off." Maggie smiled at the bottom five girls. "You're picking this food up in your lingerie and actually have to walk in and not the drive thru." She added last minute to end the day off with more public displaying. Wait until they get home and have to wear nothing but skimpy aprons while setting the table and cleaning afterwards, Maggie watched the girls go out with instructions of what to pick up and bring back. "And this is just the first day." Maggie looked at the top five girls still standing in the line.