2 comments/ 84928 views/ 11 favorites Sorority Supplicant Ch. 01 By: AchCiarrai Kim straightened her long blond hair nervously. She was finally meeting her college roommate. All she knew about her was that the sorority had arranged it all. Kim was again struck by how strange it was that her mother would be so insistent on her joining this particular sorority. She knew that her mother had been a member, in her own college years, and attributed many of her professional accomplishments to the contacts she had formed there. Still as she remembered the advice given to her she could not help feeling worried and very curious. Her mother had told her two things. Firstly she put her on the pill and second she told to do anything and everything asked of her so as to ensure her acceptance. Kim had to assume there was some sexual expectations on initiates but was confused as to why her mother would be ok with her 18 year old virgin daughter 'giving it up' for some dumb girly clique. She was however determined not to disappoint her mother. She had raised Kim almost single handedly while at the same time founding and developing a hugely successful law firm. Kim again straightened her hair and glanced at herself in the mirror. Her tall slim body was covered in a conservative black pantsuit. It gave little away about her 34c breasts, toned flat stomach, neatly trimmed pubes, long athletic legs or perfectly pert bottom. She looked around her dorm room, dominated by two small single beds. Allowing just enough room for two desks. At least they had their own bathroom and toilet. A luxury Kim had not expected. As she gazed around, the door opened and another woman walked in. She shut the door behind her and looked wordlessly at Kim. Kim looked at her briefly, taking her all in with just a glance. She was short, being barely 5'3. She had very short black hair, revealing a pale skinned and severe face. She was almost flat chested and wore a tight t-shirt, which made the absence of a bra obvious. She was wearing knee high black leather boots and a short plaid skirt. Kim would have refused to hazard a guess as to her age. The woman stared boldly at Kim. Her eyes travelling slowly up and down Kim's body. Kim felt herself blush at such a frank and open appraisal. "My name is Jamie," she said coldly, before walking to a bed and sitting on it carelessly. She rested her back against the wall and crossed her short legs. "I assume you are Kim", Kim nodded yes, still too nervous and surprised to speak. "When you speak to me Kim, you will address me as Ms. Holly. It is only fitting that a supplicant to our sorority should pay due respect to those who will decide her entry". She paused obviously waiting for Kim to reply. "Well Kim, I asked you a question. Testers are entitled to politeness, promptness and obedience from their supplicants. And we are entitled to seek redress if we are displeased. So answer my questions now" she spoke casually, sometimes looking out of the small window or examining her nails. Kim wondered if a joke was being played on her or if a crazy woman had just come into her room. "Sorry but what the hell is going on here Jamie?" she asked. Jamie flashed her a look of anger and exasperation. "Is your name Kimberly Jefferson, daughter of Joan Jefferson? Have you not officially begged entry into the Berkley Branch of the Heavenly Sisterhood Sorority through the descendants rule?" She paused waiting for Kim to reply. Kim could just mange a nod of assent. "Then Kimberly Jefferson your initiation began the moment I walked through that door. I am your assigned Tester and you have a month to prove yourself to me before your application can be approved. And may I add you have not had the most auspicious of beginnings. Now any more questions or are you finally up to speed?" "Ohm yes Jamie...I mean Ms. Holly. I think I understand". Kim answered but her mind burned with more questions. She decided however that now was not the time and she would wait till she phoned her mom. "So what happens now Ms. Holly?" she had to stifle a grin as she used her Testers' formal title. Speaking thus to someone who looked younger and was so much smaller seemed ridiculous. "Well Kim I think I need to establish here and now whether continuing to test you has any merit. Do you wish to prove your interest or will I arrange for your application to be withdrawn and we can call an end to his farce?" Kim felt an immediate fear. Her mother had never asked her for anything before this. She didn't want to have to explain to her that she had failed on her first day. "No Ms. Holly, I wish to join this sorority. I think it's the one thing I owe my mother, considering all that she has done for me. She made it clear how important this was to her. So please whatever I have to do I will do". Jamie nodded reluctantly. "Your mother is regarded highly within the sorority Kim. She is hugely successful and is a generous donor to our entrainment fund, but she left explicit instructions that you were not to be given an easy ride. She is of the opinion that you are woman enough to gain entry on your own strengths and merits. I would so hate to have to tell her that her daughter is a failure". Kim swelled with pride hearing her mother spoke of so well and also hearing her mother's praise of her. "Please Ms. Holly what do I have to do to prove I am serious about joining this sorority" Kim was genuine in her pleas and expected something silly like eating an insect or running down the dorm naked. She was not going to fail because of a stupid prank. Jamie stared at her thoughtfully. "Strip". Kim hid her smile, so it's the running around naked route. No girlish modesty was going to stop her now. She quickly took off her suit, being careful to hang it up neatly. She then kicked off her black shoes. She took a deep breath and pushed down her white cotton panties. She refused to be unnerved by Jamie's attentive stares. She then methodically removed her bra and let it drop to the floor. She stood up casually. She was used to the communality of gym showers so was not fazed by Jamie looking at her nakedness closely. "Very nice Kim. You have a very desirable body. It must have been something of a chore keeping the boys off of that?" she asked with a grin. Kim nodded with her own grin, "yes Ms. Holly I'm still a virgin and yes I had my work cut out for me keeping so". Jamie looked her in the face. "Do you masturbate often Kim?" Kim's newfound determination wavered. "What?" Jamie just stared at her as if waiting. Annoyance written all over her face. Damn, Kim said in her mind. "I mean not often Ms. Holly, please forgive my rudeness". Jamie nodded her acceptance of the apology. "So how often then, daily, weekly or monthly?" Kim's face burned. "I have only done it two or three times Ms. Holly". Jamie's face dissolved in laughter. "Fuck me girl that can't be healthy. I think your mother was right to send you here. Sit on the other bed and face me". Kim did so, blushing deeply and confused as to why Jamie found her inexperience so amusing. "Put your back against the wall with your legs spread, your feet flat on the bed. That's it let your Tester get a good look at that innocent cunt of yours". Kim instinctively closed her legs at the coarseness of her roommate. She had begun to worry that her eagerness to prove herself was taking her down a road she couldn't have even dreamed of in her worst nightmares. "Don't back slide now Kim. I have been here three years. I have been a Tester for a year and I have never had a supplicant fail her initiation. You will learn all there is to know about your body Kim. You will learn how to take full control of your sexuality, within a sisterhood of women. You will be safe and who will know pleasure you cant even imagine and when you enter whatever career you choose you will have friends who will ensure that there are never any doors getting in your way. So spread those legs and show me that lovely little cunt" The last sentence was spoken with steel in her voice as her eyes bored into Kim's. The words washed unheard over Kim as it finally dawned on her that her mother must have known what was going to happen. "My mother...." She whispered; her voice tinged with desperation. Jamie smiled at her. "Your mother was a supplicant and a Tester. Now she sits on the Inner Council of Women. Many of the tests we now employ were first devised by her in her time as a Tester. Even now our methods must be approved by her and the Council. It is the ambition of every sister to one day join the Council. Being your Tester cant but help me in that. Does knowing your mother knows and even approves of what is going on here help or make things more difficult for you Kim?" "I don't know, what must I do now", Kim asked as she spread her legs, exposing her neatly trimmed bush to Jamie. "Your first test Kim is to masturbate for me, here and now, till you cum. If you fail this first test then there will be no second chances. I leave this room and you get a roommate from outside the sorority and you will be cut off from the help and support of the sisterhood for ever". Kim could feel tears welling up in her eyes but stifled them quickly as she moved her right hand between her legs. Brushing her long delicate fingers up and down the full length of her exposed lips. Jamie sat back to watch, being careful to disguise her relief that Kim had at least begun this first test. Success with Kim would mean advancement within the sisterhood; failure would mean stagnation at best. Either way she would not give Kim an easy ride. The sisterhood had been too good to her for her to shortchange them. She watched as Kim hesitantly explored the outer lips of her pussy. Damn she thought to herself this could takes hours. Thank god I love watching pussy. Kim nervously continued to explore her lips. She recalled to few occasions she had spent given this area of her anatomy serious attention. Both times had been in the shower, the warms jets of water pushing her to the edge before she even knew what was happening. She remembered the breathless release of both occasions but was unsure as to how one achieved this with ones fingers. She opened her eyes and looked at Jamie. "I'm sorry Ms. Holly I don't really know what I'm doing. I want to pass this test, honestly. But I have never touched myself like this". Jamie smiled at her reassuringly. "Asking for help shows maturity Kim. Don't worry you will be surprised at easy and natural this is. Even now you are doing things right. Let your fingers just explore at your own pace. There is no rush. You are not being tested on speed, only willingness to experience pleasure count. So keep going, touch and feel all there is to feel, your skin, breasts, nipples, tummy, your thighs, your lips, inside your lips and eventually, when you find it, your clit" Jamie spoke softly, with authority and affection. Her words relaxed Kim as she allowed her left hand to slowly touch her flat stomach. She drew circles, which began to increase in diameter as her right hand discovered a growing moistness between her legs. She opened her eyes again and locked stares with Jamie. She took comfort and a guilty pleasure in being observed in such an intimate position. The fingers of her left hand were now exploring, holding and squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples as she felt her breath coming to her in gasps. Her right hand cupped her entire groin, now slick with her juices. The heel of her palm moved against her, causing jolts of electric pleasure to course through her body. She involuntarily raised her bottom as her palm continued to drive her towards an unknown plateau of joy. "That's my girl Kim", Jamie whispered, "Just let your body feel what it wants to feel". Jamie smiled as she smelled Kim's arousal and watched her body react more violently to being manipulated. Jamie longed to find her own release but would not allow her own desires get in the way her responsibilities to her supplicant. As her palm continued to drive her body wild she almost accidentally pushed two fingers into her now drenched pussy. The fingers curled and stroked the contours of her pussy walls. Her eyes were now welded shut as she lost her self in pure sensual experience. Her groans became more pronounced, her bottom thrusting up as if she was willing her fingers to plunge deeper into her virgin pussy. She lost herself in a thoughtless realm of pleasure and yet even now she knew that a new height was approaching. Instinctively she did nothing to hurry the approach of this new joy but continued to work her palm and fingers rhythmically. Once again she opened her eyes, wanting to share in some way this new experience. Jamie smiled at her and nodded. Kim took this as permission and quickened the pace of her strokes. Her orgasm, which she had sensed growing for several minutes, still took her by surprise. She screamed and gasped in pleasure. Not wanting to stop but feeling her manipulations beginning to tip towards pain. She subsided in sob-like gasps. Her hand still clamped firmly between her legs. Sweat glistening on her skin. It was several minutes before she had resumed some semblance of control. She smiled at Jamie. "Well Ms. Holly did I pass?" Jamie smiled and nodded. Sorority Supplicant Ch. 02 Kim hung up the phone with a satisfied smile. She had just finished reassuring her mother that while a little shocked at what was being expected of her from the sorority she was content to persevere. Her mother had sounded so worried about possibly pushing Kim too far and was more than a little relieved that Kim would at least try to walk the path she had set out for her. Kim's fingers went to her neck and touched the golden chain she had been ordered to wear. It was tight and almost fitted like a choker. It was the only piece of jewelry she was allowed to wear during the month of her initiation. Her Tester, Jamie, or more accurately, Ms. Holly, explained that all initiates wore the same chain and that she could identify the Testers by the matching gold wristbands they wore. She had told Kim that while she was her assigned Tester, anyone wearing the wrist chain was to obeyed without question. Kim began to walk back to her room. This was her fourth day of college. For three days in a row she had masturbated in various positions and in various ways under Jamie's tutelage. She now looked forward to these sessions. Each time she experienced new and more surprising heights of pleasure. No, there was no question of failing now. There was just too much fun to be had. She was excited and curious to discover what Ms. Holly had in store for her today. She had hinted that there might be something more 'progressive' expected of Kim. Kim was prepared to keep an open mind. As she walked along the hallway she nodded and smiled at Joan. She was a 6-foot tall black girl who shared a chemistry class with her. She noticed the gold chain that Joan wore and was tempted to ask her about it but decided against it. Ms. Holly had been quite clear about the consequences of careless talk on the subject of initiation. Joan smiled back in her familiar absent-minded way. Her tall lithe frame was somewhat marred by the rounded shoulders and stoop. Kim could not discern if this was a congenital abnormality or just rank poor posture. Joan was the clichéd 'science geek'; in class even her lecturers were a little intimidated by her intellect and wealth of knowledge on all things chemical. Kim had to hide a guilty blush as she imagined this nerd busily exploring her pussy with the same intent concentration she gave chemical equations. Kim paused at her own door as she realised that the thought of Joan masturbating was actually making her hot. While she was growing accustomed to Jamie's presence when she was fingering herself to orgasm, why did the idea of voluntarily having Joan present make her feel hot? Wow was she possibly turning gay? She would have to speak to Ms. Holly. She opened the door of her room and walked in. Jamie was sitting at her desk, studying through her black rimmed reading glasses and wearing an over sized black bathing robe. She didn't look up to acknowledge Kim's entry. Kim stepped closer to her and clasped her hands in front of her. She cleared her throat nervously. "Ms. Holly, I'm beginning to worry that I might be turning gay" she gushed in one breath. Jamie continued to read. "Kim you have not the physical experience or emotional sophistication to make that judgment. Your sexuality is in the possession of the sisterhood till we deem you ready to make those decisions yourself." Kim felt a momentary spark of anger at Jamie's dismissive tone. "I'm sorry Ms. Holly and I don't want to sound disrespectful but that sounded so much like a rehearsed answer." Jamie paused from her reading and looked at the ceiling thoughtfully. She stood and took off her glasses. She walked to her bed and sat down. She indicated to Kim that she should join her. Kim did so and found herself being pushed down so that her head rested on Jamie's lap. Jamie rested a hand on Kim's waist and used the other to stroke her hair. Kim felt herself regressing to childhood, to a time when her mother would comfort her in this manner. She wasn't sure if she was happy that Jamie had assumed this maternal role. "I owe you an apology Kim. My answer was insensitively given. I did not mean to belittle your concerns. Through your mother's efforts and your own inherent reticence you have managed to reach 18 without really having to confront any questions about who or what you are. How could you not have questions or experience at least some confusion in this environment? My only advice is not to worry about answers at this time. Concentrate solely on experiencing and I promise you that answers will come to you as if without effort. At present your initiation tasks involve only other women. In time this will be expanded to include men. At the end of your initiation not only will you have the answers you crave but you will have better questions and the means to explore those questions." She continued to stroke Kim's hair. Kim found herself growing sleepy and despite her original anger at Jamie she felt comforted and no longer concerned about her thoughts of Joan. "Thank you Ms. Holly. I promise to try and follow your advice." "Good girl" answered Jamie with a playful swot to Kim's bottom, "now off you go and get any study you need done out of the way. I want you showered, naked and on your bed by 6pm. As I promised your testing will be a little different today." Kim got up with a smile and kissed Jamie on the forehead. "Yes Ms. Holly." Kim studied for two hours at her desk as Jamie returned to reading. Kim then showered and with growing excitement sat on her bed, naked and expectant. Jamie was still at her desk. She paused to look at her watch then at Kim. "Remain here while I shower." "Yes Ms. Holly. Ahm.. sorry Ms. Holly but you could you give me a hint as to what my testing will involve." Jamie smiled, "be patient supplicant. I promise you it will be nothing you can't handle." Jamie got into the shower and allowed herself to feel the butterflies of concern in her stomach. This testing was less about Kim and more about the Testers attempting something new in order to help another supplicant. This morning Jamie had attended the dorm's Tester meeting. The ten Testers discussed their new initiates and the progress they were making. All had passed the first hurdles but one was causing concern. Her Tester had asked for any and all help the other Testers could provide. The Tester, Megan, was the most experienced of them all but her supplicant, Joan, was proving difficult to help. Word had been sent down from the Inner Council that the priority of all the Testers was to ensure Joan's success in her application. The Council had made it clear that the presence of a bona fides genius within the sisterhood was an opportunity not to be missed. They also deemed Joan to be a diamond in the rough and expected the Testers to find that diamond. Jamie knew her own advancement might be tied up with Kim but all the Testers of this dorm would suffer in some way if such an extraordinary directive from the Inner Council were failed. Megan described Joan's progress to date. She had shown extreme shyness when asked to strip and masturbate. She had managed to do both over the last three days but appeared to take no real enjoyment or enthusiasm in the experience. Megan described the untrimmed bush, hairy pits and legs and painful looking hunching of the shoulders. It appeared to Megan that Joan was aware of being tall and thus shied away from notice and was not aware of being a sexual woman. Megan was almost in tears as she described the frustration she felt. Joan just refuses to believe herself to be anything but an ugly geek. Jamie had cleared her throat to indicate that she had a suggestion. She asked Megan to bring Joan to her room this evening so as to test both of their supplicants together. Hopefully a relationship could be fostered between Kim and Joan. Kim had Joan's inexperience but had none of her blind spots. Maybe Kim's enthusiasm and confidence would be infectious. The other Testers had silently nodded their assents. Megan had smiled in gratitude at Jamie. The two of them had spent a few moments discussing the details and then returned to their studies with rueful smiles and crossed fingers. Jamie finished her shower and got dressed in a pair of loose jeans and t-shirt. She returned bare-footed to the main room and glanced quickly at Kim to ensure she hadn't begun without permission. She sat on her bed and faced Kim. There was a knock on the door, which then opened quickly. Kim saw a plain looking brunette walk in, followed closely by Joan. Her tall, stooping frame still several inches taller than the brunette. The surprise at their entry had momentarily made Kim forget her nakedness and lewd pose. Her legs spread and her fingers absent-mindedly circling her fully erect nipples. She gasped and made to dive under her bed covers. Jamie snapped her fingers and pointed angrily to where Kim had been sitting. Kim reluctantly returned but kept her legs closed and her hands firmly clamped over her breasts. "Hi Megan," Jamie said, "Joan can sit beside Kim on the other bed." Megan pointed at Kim's bed before she took a chair for herself. Joan sat beside Kim being careful to avoid any and all eye contact. "Kim this is Megan and the initiate beside you is Joan. Joan, my name is Jamie and the girl beside you is Kim." Joan and Kim made muttered acknowledgements at the introductions, both distinctly uncomfortable with the present situation. Jamie continued to talk, "Joan you may remove your clothes now please." Joan looked at Jamie in shock and then at Megan as if looking for some escape. Megan smiled at her encouragingly but indicated that she should obey Jamie's instruction. She slowly stripped, giving the appearance of preparing for a firing squad. Kim watched closely, unconcerned at this violation of the others girl's modesty. She had never seen a black woman nude before and marvelled at the athletically slim, chocolate skinned body being revealed to her. Again she felt the stirring of reaction between her legs. She sighed silently and decided to follow Jamie's advice. If it's turning me on then it's turning me on, so what? Joan was also the hairiest nude Kim had ever encountered. She wondered if this was an ethnic thing or just Joan. She tried to decide if asking Jamie about this would make her appear laughably naïve. She filed the question away to ponder later. Joan was striking and even Kim could see that with better grooming and attention to detail, Joan would be a warrior goddess. Kim shrugged away the unworthy jealousy she felt that someone whose IQ was through the roof could also be so stunning. Joan joined Kim on the bed, but was careful to keep as much distance between them as the small bed allowed. She hugged her legs to her chest and stared at the floor. Jamie nodded to Megan who began to speak, "as you both know you are expected to pass a number of tests, there are however other expectations we have for members of our sisterhood. These include better than average grades and well-groomed appearance. Kim, Jamie has spoken to some of your teachers and your mathematical ability has been found wanting. Joan you shamefully neglect the grooming your beautiful body deserves. As of this evening you will both coach the other in these areas. If within a week there are no improvements you will both have failed in your applications. Are there any questions?" Kim and Joan looked at Megan before looking at each other. They both shook their heads. Kim was pleased and worried. She knew she needed help with the work and wanted to spend time with Joan but was unsure how she would deal with the strange new feelings she had for her. Jamie smiled, "good girls," she looked at her watch. "It's getting late so it would be more convenient if you were both to masturbate here and now. So please proceed. Kim face Joan, I want your feet flat against her hips. Joan you will sit in the same way. Your feet flat against Kim's hips." Kim quickly got into position, but it required Megan to clap her hands angrily to motivate Joan to join her in the described pose. Kim smiled reassuringly at Joan hoping to make her feel less uncomfortable. She felt guilty about the excitement this situation was causing her, but being so close to a beautiful woman overwhelmed this feeling. Thoughts of hair, shaving (especially shaving) make up etc all became sexualised as Kim's fingers found their way to her pussy. She could hear Joan's nervous breaths and was fixated on her perfectly formed dark-skinned breasts as they rose and fell with her breathing. She watched as Joan's fingers hesitantly found their way to her dark hairy lips. Kim's fingers were already slick with her flowing juices as her eyes examined the dark puffy lips of Joan's pussy. She imagined her own fingers examining those inviting folds of skin and she gasped as she felt an orgasm rush through her body. She could have only been touching herself a few moments and already she was experiencing charges of electric hot ecstasy rushing through her body. She noticed Megan moving silently to Joan's side. Megan began to speak softly in Joan's ear, but not too softly that Kim could not hear what was being said. "Did you notice that Joan? Having you so close, naked, exposed has made Kim cum so fast that she still isn't even sure if it happened. You did that Joan. Just by being here, beautiful, sexy and nude. You have made this girl in front of you cum so quick that there's a pool of her juices on her bed." She pointed to the growing circle of dampness below Kim's still busy fingers. She then ran her index finger over the spot and brought it to Joan's face. She held it under her nose. "Breath in deeply Joan, smell what you have caused Kim to do. Smell the juices that you have caused to flow." Joan's eyes opened wide as she listened to Megan's words. Her nose hovered over Megan's extended finger and she gazed at the still growing puddle beneath Kim. Her fingers were now moving faster over her pussy. Her thumb concentrating on her clit. Her breaths turning to gasps as her body began to surrender totally to the sensations her fingers were creating within her. She watched as Kim continued to stare at her, their eyes meeting as they both approached an orgasm they desperately wanted to experience. Kim fell back on her free hand as she worked her fingers furiously inside her sopping cunt. As her body grew more and more rigid her moving fingers brushed against those of Joan's that were similarly engaged. Without thought or word their hips jerked forward so that both could feel the others fingers, hands and wetness. Finally their eyes closed as they gasped and screamed out their intense, breathtaking orgasms. Kim fell onto the flat of her back, her chest heaving as she struggled to restrain her heart from beating itself out of her chest. Joan slumped forward, tears falling from her eyes. "I never knew it could feel so good," she sobbed. She continued to cry quietly as Megan helped her to dress. They left with Joan's head resting on Megan's shoulder. Kim turned onto her side and rested her head on her hand as she looked at Jamie. "Well Ms. Holly, have I passed this test?" Jamie smiled in response, "yes you did, but don't get too cocky, there's a lot more for you to do yet." Sorority Supplicant Ch. 03.1 Jamie pressed her thighs together, alleviating and increasing the need between her legs. It was Friday morning and she was watching her roommate and supplicant, Kim, masturbate for the fifth time. Her eyes were drawn to Kim's full, silky skinned bottom, as it moved convulsively backwards and forwards. She watched as Kim's fingers appeared and disappeared from between her legs. Kim was kneeling, face down on her bed. Her groans muffled by her blankets as she approached her orgasm. Jamie felt an almost uncontrollable urge to just plunge her tongue into Kim's tight, exposed bottom hole. She resisted however. She was determined to maintain her self-control and carry out Kim's testing by the book. Kim collapsed onto her bed with satisfied grunts and deep breaths. After a few moments she turned and faced Jamie. Her now familiar grin appeared as she spoke to Jamie. "Well Ms. Holly, did I pass?" Jamie laughed, "You know you did Kim and again you passed with flying colours. But tell me hun, would you like to know what is expected of you this weekend?" Kim sat up excitedly and nodded. "Well this weekend you are confined to this room other than when you are eating". Kim's face fell in disappointment, "but Ms. Holly a whole weekend, my first ever weekend in college and you want me to be a prisoner here? That's so unfair". "Don't sulk, it gives that pretty face of yours a lot of unnecessary lines. I know it sounds awful but you wont be alone. Your new friend Joan will also be confined to this room. It will give both of you the opportunity to get to know each other better and also a chance to work on the assignments you were given by Megan. Now off you go and shower, I don't want you being late for classes. I will meet you here at six to wish you good luck". Kim stood up and walked slowly to the shower still feeling disappointed by having to miss her entire first weekend. "Don't sulk young lady", Jamie said with a firm voice. Kim paused and turned. She stood up properly and looked at Jamie, "sorry Ms. Holly", she forced herself to smile until she closed the bathroom door behind her. She then stuck out her tongue cheekily. She caught sight of her reflection in the mirror and laughed ruefully at her childish gesture. She shook her head, deciding again that she would not fail in her attempts to join her mother's old sorority. She consoled herself with the thought that a weekend with Joan might be fun and might even have possibilities. Thinking of the possibilities caused her hands to move to her breasts, she began to circle her nipples as she remembered watching Joan's fingers moving through her unkempt bush. Jamie heard the water from the shower and slowly willed her hands from her wet and hungry cunt. She stood up and shook her head. No! She said to herself. She could wait a while longer. She was to spend her weekend at the Chapter House. Any and all frustrations would be more than satisfied there and if she needed more, then there were always frat parties to attend. She looked around and found her bag. She left the room humming contentedly to herself. Kim's day went quickly. The lecture halls, the classes, the other students, the entire environment was still new and exciting. She ran into Joan a few times but other than some awkward exchanges of small talk there was little to say. Their enforced confinement together wasn't even mentioned. Kim was back in her room by 5pm, weighed down by several textbooks. If she was going to be stuck here, she reasoned, she might as well get some work done. She decided on a quick shower. She then sat down to read, wearing a long t-shirt, white cotton panties and an oversized pair of slippers that were a lurid pink in colour. At six, Jamie, Megan and Joan walked in. Kim stood to greet them. She took their jibes about her slippers in good spirits. She looked at Joan who assiduously avoided eye contact. She had a few textbooks in her arms and a tiny toiletries bag. There didn't seem to be any other luggage. She was wearing a faded grey bathing robe. Kim assumed that Joan expected to pop back and forth between their rooms for any clothes she may need. Jamie pointed to Kim's bed and gestured for Kim and Joan to sit on it. They did so and Jamie and Megan stood facing them. Megan spoke first. "Just to remind you of the rules for this weekend. Joan, you are under no circumstances to leave this room during the weekend. Kim shall bring any and all food you will need here. Further, you will be expected to spend this weekend in the nude. Ms. Holly, the other Testers and me will check in regularly to ensure that you are following our instructions. You will also give Kim at least six hours of tuition in mathematics. If her grades do not improve soon both of you will be in trouble. Do you understand?" Joan nodded. Megan remained staring at Joan, a growing anger on her face. Joan looked up and saw her. "Yes I understand, Ms. Phillips. Sorry Ms. Phillips", she stuttered quickly. Megan nodded and then held out her hand. Joan slowly stood up and took off her robe. She was naked underneath it and pressed her arm across her breasts as she handed Megan the robe. She sat down quickly, drawing her legs up and hugging them. Megan sighed and glanced at Jamie. Jamie spoke to Kim, "you know what you have to do, stay here. Leave only when you need food. Study hard and give Joan as much instruction on grooming as possible". "Yes Ms. Holly", Kim felt a little embarrassed at her eagerness to please and obey Jamie, but decided against dwelling on it for now. Jamie collected a few things and stuffed them in a bag. She left with Megan without a single glance back. Kim watched her go and was surprised to feel sadness about not seeing her for so long a time. As she sat there considering this she almost forgot the presence of the beautiful, naked black girl to her side. Joan's discomfort at her situation was more than obvious to Kim. Kim was determined to take what fun she could from this weekend and knew that an ill at ease Joan would not help. She figured that her first task would be to get Joan to relax a bit and maybe forget or least grow accustomed to her nudity. "So Joan, do you have any suggestions as to what we should do first?" "No", was Joan's monosyllabic reply. "Ok then I have a few ideas. I was careful to listen to our instructions and not once did they say we were not allowed to consume vast amounts of vodka. And I just happen to have a bottle hidden in my wardrobe. So why don't we drink and discuss those three pillars of all female interests". Joan stared at her with a blank expression. "Hair, make up and boys silly", Kim laughed and to her relief so did Joan. "It will be a short conversation then", Joan laughed, "I know next to nothing about any of them" Kim put her arms around her and hugged her, "don't worry, some alcohol and we will both become experts". Kim stood and retrieved the bottle and found some plastic glasses. She poured two generous measures and handed one of the glasses to Joan. She touched her glass off of Joan's and smiled at her. "To us", was her toast and she then slugged back her drink. Joan followed suit and as Kim grimaced at the taste, Joan was convulsed in coughs. Kim took her glass from her hand and again poured two generous measures. As soon as Joan had stopped coughing she handed the glass back to her. "To our Testers", she toasted and again they drank the vodka quickly. Kim could already feel a warm fuzzy glow behind her eyes and giggled as Joan handed back the cup looking for more vodka. She poured out two more drinks and handed both glasses to Joan. She stood up. "I think I will add a new rule Joan, as you are bare ass naked then its only fair I should be too. Is than ok with you my comrade in arms?" Joan laughed and cheered her agreement, but before Kim could even pull her t-shirt above her head Joan had emptied both glasses down her throat. Joan then leaned back against the wall and looked at Kim. Kim laughed at Joan's thirst and then became very conscious of Joan's eyes as she went to pull up her shirt. She was acutely aware of being stared at as her t-shirt covered her face, freeing and exposing her milky skinned breasts. She brought her arms down, her t-shirt held in her arms. She saw the undisguised lust in Joan's eyes and could feel her own excitement building in the pit of her stomach and between her legs. She dropped the t-shirt to the ground. She kicked off her slippers. She then hooked her fingers in her panties and slowly pushed them down, her hands caressing her legs, her back bending till her hands and panties reached her ankles. She raised one foot and then the other freeing them from the panties. She stood, enjoying now being the centre of Joan's rapt attention. She raised her hand and dropped her panties into Joan's lap. "Are you enjoying this as much as I am", Kim asked in a raspy voice. Joan looked at her, "I don't think I have ever felt anything so intense as when we were naked together Kim. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. When Ms. Phillips, I mean Megan, tested me after that I was thinking about you. I came again and again just thinking about you. I hope you don't mind?" Kim's fingers began tracing circles around her nipples, "Mind. God no Joan, I have been coming thinking about you as well. And right now I am hotter than I have ever been". Joan's legs spread, exposing her small beasts and her pussy. Her fingers trailing lazily over her hairy lips. "I have never been with anyone Kim, I've never even had a proper kiss. I don't know if this testing thing has turned me lesbian or if I was always one but I do know that I want to kiss you and much more than kissing". Kim smiled and nodded her head. She moved towards the bed and knelt slowly and carefully between Joan's legs. Her right hand went to Joan's face and gently stroked her cheek. She used the back of her fingers of her left hand to brush lightly against Joan's nipples. Joan shivered in response her hands moving to rest on Kim's hips, content to let Kim take the lead in whatever was going to happen. Kim moved her face closer and closer to Joan's face. Their eyes locked as they became more and more aware of the other's breathing, both feeling the other's hot breath. Kim now held Joan's chin in her hand, their lips inches apart. Closer still until their noses brushed against each others. Joan's eyes closed and her lips opened slightly. Kim smiled, feeling equal parts of lust and power. She dropped her left hand and cupped Joan's hairy pussy tightly, feeling the hot pussy juices soaking her palm. Joan's eyes opened in shock as she gasped. Then Kim closed the distance between their mouths and kissed Joan softly. Maintaining contact between their lips as they gazed into each other's eyes. As Kim felt the warmth of Joan's lips on her own, her hand felt the furnace like heat between Joan's legs. She slowly moved her fingers, enjoying the sensation of Joan's juices as they drenched her hand. She opened her mouth and felt Joan respond. Their tongues rushed lightly against each other. Kim pushed two fingers gently between Joan's cunt lips, pushing slowly till they met an obstruction. Kim smiled as she kissed Joan, realising she was now touching Joan's very innocence. She withdrew her fingers a fraction and began to thrust them in and out of Joan, ensuring she merely grazed Joan's intact hymen and not pushing threw it. Joan began to pant, her hips jerking spasmodically in response to Kim's thrusting fingers. Her eyes closed as she searched hungrily for Kim's tongue. Her hands dropped slightly and cupped Kim's full ripe bottom cheeks. She squeezed them convulsively as she felt her body approach a mind searing climax. Kim felt Joan's response, her tongue savagely attacking Joan's. She groaned in pleasure as she felt her bottom being fondled so passionately. She kept her fingers working between Joan's cunt lips and over her hardened clit. She felt her own cunt weeping in unsatisfied lust but maintained her concentration. She began to move her fingers faster. Her frustration forgotten as she felt the power she now had over Joan's quivering body. She moved back her head and placed her free hand on Joan's neck. She pushed Joan back so that they could see each other. Her fingers moved even faster, her eyes locking with those of Joan. Despite their locked gaze she still noticed Joan's rising and falling breasts. She kept her hand tightly around Joan's neck, staring at each other as her fingers feasted on the hungry wet cunt between Joan's legs. Joan began to grunt loudly, her eyes losing focus and her teeth bared in an animal snarl. Her eyes opened again and she stared fiercely at Kim, so fiercely that Kim almost lost her rhythm. She had never seen such fire and never imagined Joan capable of such depth of feeling. Joan whispered hoarsely through gritted teeth. "I'm cummmming…I'm cumming". Her hands squeezed Kim's ass painfully for several moments, before she collapsed back against the wall. Her breath coming in huge ragged lungfulls. Kim's fingers began to gently stroke Joan's wet cunt lightly, as she watched with a grin as Joan struggled to recover. "That looked very sexy hun, I can't wait for my turn" Joan pulled her down to her, hugging her close and kissing her deeply. Sorority Supplicant Ch. 03.5 Kim sat naked on the toilet as she towel-dried her hair. Her eyes fixed on Joan as she towelled her slim dark-skinned body. Kim could not keep the satisfied, lust filled grin from her face as she remembered the passionate, body exploring, cum filled shower that she and Joan had shared. She had fingered Joan to orgasm on the bed and immediately after, they had retired to the bathroom. Tentatively at first, but then with growing confidence and desire they had touched, felt, explored and satisfied each other till the water had run cold. She shook her head to clear her mind of the sex-fuelled mist that was overpowering her. She tried to examine Joan in a detached fashion. Examine the first person she had been truly intimate with. True, she may have masturbated for Jamie, but that had only been a test. With Joan it had been unplanned, unlooked for and overwhelmingly satisfying. Her eyes travelled quickly the full length of Joan's 6-foot long frame. She could not help noticing that in this relaxed state there was none of the reserve that usually rounded Joan's shoulders. She stood tall and proud and exotically beautiful. Her eyes then lingered on the untidy hair, the unshaven pits and the forest between her legs. She shook her head and decided that no one this beautiful should allow her body to be so ignored. If sex could straighten Joan's shoulders then maybe it would also inspire her to improve on her already near perfect appearance. She stood up and stepped towards Joan. She reached up and took Joan's face gently in her hands. She stretched her body up on her toes and slowly, gently kissed Joan on the lips, all the time maintaining eye contact. She pulled her face back a few inches and smiled. "My god Joan you are beautiful. Already I'm wishing this weekend would never end." She allowed her hands to drop, her palms keeping contact as they reached and rested on Joan's hips. "However I think there are a few things I can show you that will make this body of yours even sexier." Joan smiled down at her, "anything you want Kim, after how good you made me feel you can do whatever you wish." Se smiled mischiefiously, "but you had better be ready with those fingers soon, I'm already missing them between my legs." Her hands cupped Kim's bottom as she bent down and kissed Kim hard and hungrily, her tongue reaching far into Kim's mouth. Kim felt her knees weaken and her pussy moisten, her hands moved to cup and squeeze Joan's small breasts and their large bullet nipples. She alternated between fondling Joan's chocolate coloured breasts with her hands and rolling the even darker coloured nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She then remembered the task she had in mind and pushed Joan away. "Enough wench or we will get nothing done this weekend." She shook her head smiling at Joan and then walked back into the living quarters. She pulled out her desk chair and placed it in the middle of the floor. She pointed at Joan who had followed her and then to the chair. Joan nodded and sat down. Kim stood in front of her and spread her legs so that she could sit on Joan's lap, facing her. "Now my sexy queen, I think some minor adjustments are in order. Is that ok with you?" Joan smiled and nodded in response. Kim stood again and took a pair of scissors and a comb from her bedside locker. She looked at Joan's untended Afro hairstyle and sighed. She began cutting, inch long locks of hair fluttering to the floor or coming to rest on Joan's smooth skin. She was careful not to brush against Joan too closely as she was worried about messing up her job if she got too distracted. The only sound that could be heard was the incessant snip-snip of the scissors and the deep breaths of the two naked young women. After thirty minutes of effort Kim stood back to examine her work. She was satisfied with what she had done but worried that it might too radical for Joan. Joan's hair was now tight to her scalp, arranged in gentle ringlets, hiding none of her face. Joan's hands attentively examined her new cut. She looked expectantly at Kim. "Can I look?" she asked. Kim nodded and took her hand. Standing her up but facing away from the larger wall mounted mirror. "It's very different Joan, but I think it's the perfect cut to show off just how beautiful you are. So please don't freak when you see it." Joan nodded and slowly turned. She saw herself in the mirror, her hands again exploring her head as she gazed at her reflection. Kim held her breath dreading the possibility of Joan not only hating it but being upset by its severity. She looked at the play of emotions sweeping over Joan's face. Then suddenly it appeared that Joan had made a decision. Her shoulders straightened again and she stood tall, her hands at her sides as she looked at the mirror. "I like it Kim. I really like it. I would never have chosen it for myself but I do like it." Kim hugged her closely and whispered in her ear, "fucking hell Joan that's a relief, because it's so short now all you could do if you didn't like is buy a wig." They laughed as they hugged, both taking the opportunity to give the other a light-hearted grope. Again however Kim stood back. "There's more to do young lady," she said in a mock serious voice, "she pointed to the hair on the ground, "you clear that up and I will get ready for what's coming next." Joan nodded and set to work as Kim disappeared into the bathroom. As Joan was cleaning the last of her shorn hair Kim returned with a towel, a basin of warm water and a small bag of toiletries. She waited as Joan finished, then spread the towel over the floor. She then placed a pillow under the towel and then set the basin beside it. She knelt down and motioned for Joan to join her. They knelt facing each other. "This would be easier in the bath but I wanted to make it different as it is your first time. Now raise your arms above your head." Joan complied wordlessly and Kim wetted a cloth in the water and proceeded to dampen Joan's pits. Joan felt the heat from the water and continued to keep her ands raised. Kim then sprayed a generous amount of shaving foam over her hands before applying it under Joan's arms. Joan giggled at the ticklish sensation, which caused Kim to giggle in sympathy. She continued however and began to use the razor. Within a few minutes she had successfully rid Joan of all the hair under her arms. She then put on some moisturiser. "Now hun the final hurdle, are you ready to have that sexy pussy of yours made smooth and bald?" Joan smiled and nodded; she got on her back as directed, her bottom on the pillow. She laid back, her hips raised and her legs spread. She stared at the ceiling taking in every sensation as Kim shaved her cunt. She quickly forgot whatever unease she felt at having a blade so close to her privates as having her most intimate area so minutely examined by another girl began to turn her on. She squirmed, struggling to stay still as her juices began to mingle with the water and shaving foam. "My my Joan I do believe I smell a wet cunt. Are you by any chance enjoying being on your back with a white girl between your legs?" Joan laughed, "Damn right I am. Are you almost finished girl, I need some relief before I explode." Kim's only answer was to run her thumb over Joan's exposed clit, causing her hips to jerk in response. Joan looked at her and shook her head in frustration. She stilled herself and waited, her body tense and tingling. Finally she felt Kim gently towel her pubic area dry and run her fingers up and down the now bald area. Joan's hands joined her as they both familiarised themselves with this new territory. She looked down at Kim, whose face was only inches from her cunt. Kim looked back at her, their hands touching as they felt Joan's entire pelvic area. Joan moved her hands so that she could pinch her nipples, grunting as the sensation joined with that building between her legs. Kim's face moved closer to Joan's pussy. She marvelled at the darkly textured colours of the bald lips before her. She exhaled deeply and noticed the shudder it caused in Joan. She smiled to herself and began to blow lightly up and down the length of Joan's pussy lips. She noticed the tight little hole just below Joan's lips and with wicked glee blew a breath of air over it. She heard Joan gasp at the attention given to her bottom hole. She moved her face even closer, accidentally brushing her nose over Joan's lips. She loved the heady aroma of Joan's arousal and felt impelled to taste this pussy, any pussy, for the first time. She reached out her tongue and began to trail it from the top of Joan's cunt down her lips, over the little stretch of flesh between her lips and bottom and finally pressed her tongue over Joan's dark bottom hole. She raised her head and looked at Joan who nodded assurance. Kim smiled up at her comfortable now in what she as about to do. She pushed her hands under Joan's bottom, squeezing it and levering her legs further apart with her elbows. She again reached out her tongue, and traced the outline of Joan's puffy lips, slowly and repeatedly licking her way around Joan's cunt without touching the growing wet gap her tongue was causing. Her eyes met Joan's and she smiled to herself at the undisguised lust in Joan's eyes. Her tongue was now at the lowest part of its journey, she paused and then began to lick downwards. Her nose pressed between Joan's sopping cunt as her tongue circled her now slick ass hole. She used her thumbs to push apart Joan's butt cheeks and she then pressed her tongue hard into the tight dark hole before her. Joan experienced overwhelming shudders go through her body as she felt her most private hole being attacked by Kim's hard wet tongue. The quivering sensations this intrusion were causing made it difficult to focus on just how nasty it was to have someone lick her butt hole. Her last rational thought was an impatience to know exactly how Kim's puckered little hole would taste. Her hands continued to fondle her breasts as her fingers tweaked and stroked her nipples. The tongue probing her ass began to press in and out of her hard and fast. She felt Kim's fingers on her cunt. She looked down to see her bald cunt covered by Kim's pretty white hand. Kim began to feel her tongue ache as it strained to plunger ever deeper into her friends little poop chute. She was determined however to hear Joan scream under her ministrations. As she continued to push her tongue hard her hand began to stroke Joan's hairless cunt. She reached between the puffy lips and with her thumb discovered just how wet Joan was. She pushed her thumb deeper between the lips, immersing it in the freely flowing cunt juices. Then with her slick thumb she began to stroke Joan's hungry clit. The reaction was instantaneous. Joan's body went tense, only the suggestion of a quiver running under her smooth dark skin. She was hit by orgasm and repeated orgasm. Unable to breath, her overly stimulated sphincter spasming around Kim's tongue, so intense and unrelenting was the attention given to her clit that the pleasure threatened to become painful. She was powerless however to reach down and push Kim's hands away. She remained rigid, senseless with pleasure, unaware of time or space, focused only on her body's joy. Kim could no longer sustain her effort and gently slowed then stopped. She looked up between Joan's legs, watching her friend's breasts heaving as Joan struggled to breath. Joan opened her eyes and they stared at each other. One shocked at the pleasure she had just experienced the other proud to have been so daring in her education.