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 ~*Delta House Adventures Part I*~ (M/F,con,college,exhib) by Nikki B.

   The thumping bass of blaring music rattled the windows of a colonial
house that was conveniently located on frat row.  It was a Tuesday night
and every girl under the sun was dressed in a barely there tank top with a
micro mini skirt, that exposed every inch of her legs, and mile high
platform shoes.  Nikki was not an exception to this rule.  At 5'6", with
brown hair and brown eyes, she was not considered a classic American
beauty. She knew she did not have big tits and considered getting implants
on a daily basis.  What she did have going for her was a nice ass, which
was what every guy she encountered told her.  On this particular night,
Nikki had on a red halter top with a black mini skirt that unzipped on both
sides, and silver stilettos.

   As Nikki approached the three story colonial that was the residence of
Delta Upsilon Eta, she knew tonight's party was going to be awesome.  There
were already lines of freshman girls outside the house, nervously
re-applying their makeup and fluffing their hair, each girl discussing the
fact that she was invited by someone who knew someone at the party.  These
were the girls who annoyed her the most; they came to these parties,
totally uninvited, and somehow managed to hookup with at least five guys
before the night ended.  So, as she elbowed her way through the line of
girls, she did not feel sorry for any of them.

   Once she finally reached the door, Nikki knocked five times, stopped,
then knocked two more times.  Recognizing her knock as the secret code, one
of the fraternity members opened the door.  Customs at private colleges
tended to differ from public universities; fraternity and sorority parties
were by invitation only.  If you didn't have the pass code, you could not
get in.  Occasionally, the code changed, in order to keep narcs and people
who did not receive invitations from entering the party.  Tonight's "door
man" was Rich, one of the newest members of Delta.  Rich was a transfer
student from some state school ,with blonde hair and eyes that reminded
Nikki of sapphires.  Nikki instantly marked Rich as one of tonight's
conquests.

   Sensing Nikki's stare, Rich was able to stammer out, "Hi, my name is
Rich.  I already know that you are Nikki and you are an Alpha Tau.  Where
are the rest of your sisters, tonight?"

   Nikki was barely able to suppress her laughter, "First of all, I know
that you know me, because everyone in Delta knows who I am.  Second of all,
do you think I am the keeper of the hundred or so girls who are in my
sorority.  You can stop the bullshit, pledge questions with me; I already
know them all."

   Rich sensed that he had gotten off to a bad start with the girl who was
supposed to be the nicest of the Alpha Tau's.  If she was the nicest one,
what were the rest of them like?  Nikki seemed to be suffering from a
permanent case of PMS and seemed like the biggest bitch he had ever met. 
Thinking of a way to turn the situation around, Rich turned to Nikki and
asked, "Would you like some of our punch?  We just made a new bowl."

   Rich was surprised when Nikki replied, "I would love some of your
punch". The "punch" was made of "secret" ingredients that were passed down
from each Delta pledge class to another.  Depending on the objective of the
evening, the punch could either contain Everclear or no alcohol at all.  No
frat boy could pass on the opportunity of watching a girl think she was
getting drunk when she was just drinking plain old Kool Aid.

   Rich promptly returned with a cup of punch for Nikki and a can of
Natural Ice for himself.  After taking a few sips of the punch, Nikki could
feel the effect the Everclear was beginning to have on her.  For some
reason, Everclear punch always made her horny.  One cup made her hot, but
by the third cup she was on top of some table stripping.  Knowing what her
reaction to the punch usually was, Nikki continued to drink it down.  The
worse part about Delta punch was that you could drink way too many cups of
it, since it didn't have the same horrible taste most alcohol did.

   Nikki started to feel flushed from the combination of the alcohol and
heat that was produced by the number of people that were packed into the
tiny living room of the house.  People were nearly knocking her over in
their attempt to get by; behind her frat boy Joe had some freshman girl
pressed against the wall, while she appeared to be getting off by riding
his thigh.  In her increased state of drunkenness (and horniness for that
matter), Nikki peered over her shoulder to watch them "dancing".  The girl
seemed to be begging Joe to increase the pressure of his knee between her
legs; it was apparent to anyone who was watching them that she was so wet,
she was leaving a lovely stain on his crisp, new Abercrombie jeans.  As the
action continued, the audience grew.  People seemed to lose interest in the
game of strip "quarters", where the team of Jenny and Brianna, had stripped
down to matching glow in the dark thongs.  Right now, all eyes were on frat
boy Joe and the show he and the freshman were giving everyone.

   Watching the display before her, combined with the alcohol, was not good
for Nikki.  She started absently swaying to the dance music that was
blaring from the stereo.  Never missing an opportunity, Rich moved behind
Nikki, slipping his arms around her waist, to bring her in closer to him.
As she became more engrossed in the rhythm of the music, she started
grinding her ass against his cock.  Rich slowly raised her skirt from
behind, so that anyone in front of them would not be able to see what he
was doing.  Since she was wearing thongs, he was able press him denim clad
cock against the crack of her ass.  Moving his hands from her waist, he
started to absently rub her clit through the material of her skirt and her
panties.  She seemed to be enjoying his actions, so he decided to get a
little bolder.  Using one hand to steady her against him, he slid his other
hand under the waistband of her skirt, into her panties.  He moved her
panties to the side and used his thumb and forefinger to roll her clit in
circles.

   Nikki's eyes slid closed and she breathed a small, "ahhhh".  She could
feel her pussy clenching in anticipation of what was to come.  Rich started
flick her clit faster and she knew it wasn't going to be long before she
came in front of everyone at the party.  She was sure that there were
people watching her, but at this point she didn't care.  All she could
worry about was the feelings that he was eliciting from her.  The house
could be burning down around her and she wouldn't care, as long as he let
her come.  Just at the moment when she knew she could not stand any more
stimulation, Rich let go of his hold on her clit and pulled her thong
tightly between her legs, using it to rasp against her engorged, hot flesh.


   Nikki started to whisper a litany of "oh god, oh god, oh godddd!", as
she felt the spasms begin deep within the walls of her cervix and splinter
throughout her entire being.  Wave after wave, her orgasm pulsed through
her, causing her to steadily grind against Rich.  Even though she was
trapped in her own aroused state, Nikki could feel his cock lengthening in
his pants; she could feel it twitching in vain to get out from its
confines. Nikki turned around and lowered one of her hands to rest on the
button fly of Rich's cargo pants.  She slowly started to massage him, but
took great care not to establish a steady rhythm.  Nikki wanted tease Rich
in the same manner that he had teased her.  With his eyes tightly closed
and his hands resting on her back, Rich muttered, "Yeah, baby, don't stop.
Please don't stop.  Keep going.  Get my cock nice and hard for your pussy,
baby.  I know you want it inside you."

   ~*Original Story by: Nikki B (sororitygirlnikki@hotmail.com)*~
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