Title: Bikini Sorority House Party
Author: Knickers
Universe: Nicola Adventures
Keywords: MF, FF, exhib
Summary: When Nicola shoots a B-movie at a real sorority house, she must help the college babes raise $10,000.
Disclaimer: The following story contains sex
scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and
I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws
in most states would require it not be read by
persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by
adult themes, you should probably leave now.
More importantly, this tale features women
presented as sexual objects. There is nothing
wrong with this as they are only fictional
characters. I urge readers, especially young
males, to not regard real women in this way.
This work is © 2002 the author. Permission is
granted to freely distribute, provided it is
not altered in any way. It may not be posted
to any website or included in any archive
without the author's permission.
There is no Nicola. All characters are
fictitious. The situations are made-up. This
is only a fantasy, and any similarity to real
persons, events & institutions is pure
coincidence.
The "Nicola Adventures" are a series of erotic
stories about an Australian model-turned-
actress who travels to Hollywood to find
stardom. They are to date: (in reading order)
1. Nicola's Hot Screen Test
2. Nicola & the Helpful Angel
3. Bikini Audition
4. Shutterbug Starlets
5. Bikini Stewardesses Go Mile High
6. Hollywood Party Hostesses
7. Nicola: Live & Uncensored
8. Carwash Cuties
9. Nicola Gets A Woody
10. Bikini Christmas Carol
11. Sex Kitten
12. Bikini Sorority House Party <-
13. Bikini Audition 2: The Wrath of Angela
14. Best in Show
15. Knickers Down in Acapulco
16. InfoNicola
Please don't email me asking for the other
stories. Visit the website at
/~knickers . As well as
all the episodes, you'll find author's notes,
reader feedback, and movie reviews.
Bikini Sorority House Party (MF FF exhib)
(The Audition)
The gorgeous blonde girl looked into the
camera with her baby-blue eyes and gave a
winsome smile.
"Hi, I'm Teri. I'm 19 years old, and I'm a
freshman here at the Fellwood University."
Nicola liked what she saw. Turning to the
cameraman, the Aussie starlet murmured, "Make
sure you get good footage of her body."
He was happy to oblige, panning down from that
beautiful face framed by honey-blonde locks,
down to her impressive cleavage barely
contained in a cut-off FU t-shirt. The camera
lingered on her boobs, noting the generous
shape of her bra-less breasts, before
continuing down a tanned, smoothed exposed
stomach (and cute little belly button). The
camera flowed gracefully downward over the co-
ed's exquisite body, sliding past skimpy denim
shorts and long, lean legs.
Nicola licked her lips as she ogled this hot
little bunny. "And what are your
measurements?" she asked.
Teri gave a toss of her hair. "I'm 36-24-34."
She nearly dissolved into a fit of giggles.
'I'm sorry," she said, "I've never done
anything like this before."
"That's OK," Nicola replied, "I can remember
how nervous I was my first audition." Indeed,
it seemed like only yesterday she was parading
her body for Mr. Spinetti, stripping her way
to the lead in 'Bikini Bandits'.
Still smirking but relatively composed, Teri
placed her hands on her hips, pushing her
boobs out toward the video camera.
"First up, my name is Nicola Baron. The movie
is called 'Bikini Sorority House Party'. If
you're familiar with these kinds of movies
they're kinda cute, kinda silly, with quite a
bit of nudity."
An adorable look crossed Teri's face,
somewhere between embarrassment and amusement.
"Yeah, that's OK with me."
Nicola smiled. Even if she was new to this,
Teri obviously knew what was required of her
and willing to do.
"Now, because of this we're going to need to
see you take some clothes off, to make sure
you're right for the part."
"Sure," Teri replied perkily. "You wanna see
me naked now?"
"Please!" laughed Nicola.
Teri fought back another giggle and reached
for the bottom hem of her t-shirt. She lifted
her shirt gracefully over her head, baring a
pair of very cute tits. The blonde co-ed
tossed the shirt aside and went back to
posing.
"I hope you like what you see," she purred.
Indeed, Nicola was taking more than just
professional interest in the T & A show before
her hungry eyes. "Nice, very nice," she
murmured. Teri turned slowly, showing off her
body from every angle. Her boobs were pert,
nipples slightly erect. Nicola noticed she had
no tan lines, Teri's chest was as evenly brown
as her own.
"Now your shorts please."
Teri turned, facing away from the camera. She
bent over, slowly tugging down the denim
shorts, revealing more and more of her smooth
ass. Finally, they fell crumpled at her ankles
and Teri stepped out of them. Now completely
nude, she turned back to face the camera, all
the while fighting to stop from bursting into
laughter.
Teri was even more gorgeous nude than clothed.
Her body was so sleek, so lithe. She sported a
very cute little muff of strawberry blonde
pubic hair that matched that on her head. The
tan was for her top only, her crotch by
contrast was as white as snow.
"I see somebody enjoys topless sunbathing,"
Nicola quipped.
"Yeah, we have a pool out back. It's a great
way to relax, take a break from study."
"Thank-you, that'll be fine," Nicola told
Teri. "You can get dressed now."
The co-ed retrieved her clothes. "God, that's
a sexy accent," she said. "So husky, it gives
me it the chills."
Nicola's eyes lit up. She'd struck gold here.
"Thanks, Teri. Perhaps you could bring your
sorority sisters in and I can speak to you
all?"
Teri nodded, and with a cute little wiggle of
her ass she sashayed out of the room.
Nicola was totally stoked when Mr. Spinetti
accepted her script for production. Nicola had
taken her experiences in B-movies and written
her own sex comedy- "Bikini Sorority House
Party", a saucy romp about the Theta Pi
sorority (known as the "Thigh girls") who need
to come up with $10,000 when the crusty old
Dean threatens to close them down. As well as
starring, Nicola would direct and co-produce.
It was decided to do something a little
different for "Bikini Sorority House Party".
Instead of shooting in Hollywood with the
usual cast of starlets, Mr. Spinetti thought
it would be neat to find a real all-American
sorority, complete with gorgeous co-eds who'd
be willing to play the saucy sorority babes.
And so the nationwide search had begun, the
search that had finally brought them to
Fellwood University, in upstate New York.
Here, on this small campus, Nicola found
Constance House, an historic sorority snuggled
away on a quiet, oak-lined lane. Established
back in the 19th century by notorious
bluestocking Constance Frye, Constance House
was a large, elegant old villa surrounded by
beautiful gardens. Very peaceful and serene.
However, what Nicola had heard was the girls who
lived there were anything but peaceful and
serene.
The three girls in question strode into the
lounge where Nicola had been taping their
auditions,led by Teri the statuesque blonde
who was also House Leader.
Sunny was a short brunette with enormous
boobs, showcased by the pink halter-top she
wore. Nicola knew from her audition that she
was the wild one of the bunch, always ready to
show off her buxom figure.
Cindy was tall and elegant, wearing a little
black dress that showed off her long stocking-
clad legs. She was the New York debutante
whose sophisticated appearance belied her
inner party girl.
The three sorority girls stood in front of
Nicola, eager to hear if their application to
be in 'Bikini Sorority House Party' had been
successful. From a portrait over the
mantelpiece their illustrious founder Ms.
Constance Frye gazed down on them, a gorgeous
young woman wearing a low-cut gown that
would've looked daring even on her modern-day
successors.
"Teri, Sunny, Cindy, I'd like to congratulate
you. I think you girls, and Constance House,
would be just perfect for 'Bikini Sorority
House Party'. We start shooting this
Saturday."
The girls squealed in delight.
"I can't wait to be a star!" Teri enthused.
"You better make sure you bring along a lens
wide enough to shoot these babies," quipped
Sunny, cupping her boobs.
Just then a fourth girl entered the lounge.
Nicola had only seen Teri, Sunny and Cindy at
the auditions, and looked in surprise at the
newcomer. She was very pretty, although she
played it down, wearing an awful blue dress
that hid most of her body, thick glasses, and
her hair tied back in a severe bun.
"Goodness, you must be the Hollywood people,"
she said, blushing.
"Kim, this is Nicola Baron, the writer,
director and star of 'Bikini Sorority House
Party'," Teri introduced them.
Nicola stood, extending her hand to the
newcomer. "Please, call me Knickers. If you've
come to read for me, would you mind changing
into something a little more revealing? A
bikini, lingerie, or just nude if you like."
Kim turned beet-red and shook her head. "Umm,
no I'm not here to..." Embarrassed, she turned
and fled.
"Sorry about that," Teri explained. "Kim's a
little shy. I don't think she's quite right
for the movie."
"It's such a shame," Sunny sighed. "With a
little work, she could be really hot."
"Well, hot-ish," added Cindy. "But I don't
think that little country mouse will ever find
the courage to become a starlet."
Hmmmm, thought Nicola. Something tells me that
before this adventure is over, little Kimmy
would overcome her shyness.
************
(The Crusty Old Dean)
Dean Wormley wasn't crusty or old but a short,
fat unhappy little man. It had been eight
years since his wife had left him, running off
to Florida with the pool man. Eight long years
of celibacy.
Being Dean of Arts for Fellwood University
didn't help. Every morning he'd walk across
campus to his office, trying very hard not to
stare at the gorgeous co-eds. Blondes,
brunettes, red heads, waltzing around the
school without realizing the effect their
luscious young bodies were having on poor old
Dean Wormley.
This time of year was even worse, when the
weather started to turn from spring to summer.
Cut-off tees became the female student bodies'
most conservative article of clothing. Tank
tops, halter-tops and even bikini tops were
most often seen, and every trip to the Dean's
office became a nightmare of trying not to
stare at the scarcely concealed breasts
bouncing merrily around FU's hallowed halls.
Dean Wormley tried very hard to maintain an
untarnished image. He knew any hint of
impropriety on his part and he'd be fired
instantly. All he needed was one co-ed to
object to his leering gaze and his career
would be shot. So, he kept his head down and
his briefcase across his crotch as he scuttled
off to the safety of his office.
But even that sanctuary was denied him. He
still had to contend with Mandy, his
administrative assistant ('secretary' to the
less politically aware), who cheerfully
flounced around the office in a leather
miniskirt, which flew up with every step,
unwittingly revealing creamy-white panties
that just didn't quite cover her tight little
ass.
This particular morning found Dean Wormley
huddled behind his desk, trying not to look
out of his office window. Spring was just
beginning, and already the co-eds were
shedding clothes, showing off smooth thighs
and bulging chests. The Dean forced himself to
concentrate on the dull paperwork sitting in
front of him, but his mind just kept
wandering.
Freshmen girls. Hair pulled back in a
ponytail. Stretching their nubile young bodies
out on the lawn in front of the Student Union,
sunning themselves, slipping off shoulder
straps to expose their cleavage to the rays,
bare mid-riffs quivering as they laughed over
some joke. Mmmmm...
Suddenly, his intercom buzzed. Mandy's bubbly
voice sang out. "Dean Wormley, there's someone
here to see you. There's no appointment
scheduled..."
Ah, thank-you! he groaned. Anything to take my
mind off those girls. "Show him in, please
Mandy."
His office door swung open. The Dean's mouth
fell open. It most definitely wasn't a he.
Whoever she was, Dean Wormley hadn't seen her
around FU before. He'd've remembered this
vision of gorgeousness. She looked like a
model- tall, slim and lithe. A mane of raven-
colored hair framed a stunning face, her ruby-
red lips giving him a hungry smile. She was
wearing a short, black dress minidress, the
neckline cut low enough to offer tempting
glances at her small but perky breasts.
"Dean Wormley," she purred. "My name is Angela
Monroe, but you can call me Angel."
The Dean gulped. His dick leapt to attention,
straining at the bit and completely unaware
that the slightest unseemliness would see him
out on the street wondering what brand of dog
food goes best with meths.
"Ms., umm, 'Angel'," he stammered. "Please,
take a seat." He indicated the chair opposite.
Angela's sharp eyes flicked toward it, but
instead she perched her bottom on the edge of
the Dean's desk, crossing her shapely legs.
The hem of her dress rode up on her thighs,
and Dean Wormley thought he glimpsed a hint of
silky black panties. He quickly looked away.
"W-what can I do for you," he asked. The
angelic femme fatale smiled.
"Dean, it's been brought to my attention that
one of the sororities on campus is allowing a
Hollywood film crew to shoot in their house. I
would like you, my dear, sweet little man, to
close that sorority down and put a stop to
it."
Her honey voice made the Dean melt, but some
part of his mind still functioned. "I can't do
that. I don't have any authority over the
fraternities and sororities. Only the Student
Council. I can make submissions to them, but
that's all."
Angela gave an exaggerated sigh, tossing her
hair over her shoulder. "It must be so hard
for a man in your position, Dean Wormley. A
divorced man, marooned in a sea of tender,
young college-girl flesh."
The Dean's eyes bulged. She knew!
Angela leaned forward, bringing her face
toward the Dean's. As she did so, her blouse
fell open, revealing her petite cone-shaped
tits. His eyes lit up. Nipples! It had been so
long since he saw luscious pink nipples! The
Dean completely forgot himself. He had to wrap
his lips around those tasty nubs! He lunged
forward, drooling. "Boobies!"
Angela sprung back out of reach. "Not so fast,
mister. You give me what I want, you'll get
what you want. That's the deal. You succeed in
closing down this sorority and you get a hot,
wild, no-one will ever know about it, ride on
the fuck-bunny that is Angela Monroe."
Getting a hold of himself, Dean Wormley
nodded. He saw what she was offering and he
wanted it. "OK," he replied. "I'll see what I
can do. Which sorority is it?"
Those red lips smiled once more. "Constance
House. I want it closed by Monday."
Constance House. They'd always been a pain in
the neck. Administratively, their wild parties
and racy pranks gave him problems. Who could
forget the Lingerie Ball? The women's swim
team and their water-soluble swimming
costumes? The cheerleaders' photo-shoot that
ended up more suitable for Hustler than the
yearbook? The Alumni Association annual dinner
dance that somehow ended up being held at a
local titty bar?
Plus they always seemed to dress more
revealingly than any other sorority on campus,
driving him nuts with desire. Somehow it
seemed poetic justice that it should be them
who get canned. "I'll do it," said the Dean.
Angela paused on her way out the door,
smirking down on her little puppet. "You be a
good boy and you'll get what you deserve."
Laughing, she left his office.
Think, Wormley! he said to himself. His brain
and his penis were going to have to work
together if they ever wanted to get in the
sack with Angel. Constance House must have
some weakness, something he could use against
them. He buzzed the intercom.
"Mandy, would you call Tom at the Student
Council and ask him to bring the Constance
House records over here, please?"
************
(Slate One, Take One)
Once again, Nicola was surrounded by a film
crew and wearing the skimpiest of bikinis.
Only this time she was the one calling the
shots.
"In this scene," she explained, "the Thigh
girls are poolside catching some rays. Things
become a little relaxed, bathing suits are
loosened, sun-tan lotion is applied, and
that's when the crusty old Dean shows up to
chew them out."
They were out the back of Constance House, on
the first day of shooting for 'Bikini Sorority
House Party'. Teri, Sunny and Cindy were all
outfitted in very revealing bathing suits and
lounging around the pool in the warm, spring
air. The crew bustled around the starlets,
setting up lights and reflectors, cameras and
booms.
"Action!" called Nicola.
"Ahhh..." sighed Cindy, leaning back on her
sun lounger to expose her taunt body to the
morning sun. "Another day in paradise!"
"You said it, Cindy," replied Sunny, her
mammoth chest threatening to burst out of the
tiny bikini top she was wearing. "Hey, Teri,
come join us!"
In one of those rare occurrences that only
happens in real life and bad 'bikini' movies,
Teri, Sunny and Cindy's characters were named
Teri, Sunny and Cindy.
Teri strode in from the pool house, her tits
jiggling with every step. "Yessir, after
pulling off another one of our wacky capers
there's nothing like a little sunbathing to
help us plan the next one."
"So what's next for the Thigh girls?" Cindy
laughed. "Bikini carwash? Wet t-shirt contest?
Challenge those snooty Gamma Omega girls to a
game of strip beach-volleyball?"
"Maybe all three!" quipped Nicola. "But right
now I'm in serious need of some rays." The
gorgeous Aussie starlet gave a cat-like
stretch, arching her boobs toward the heavens.
Nicola picked up a tube of suntan lotion and
tossed it to Teri.
"Teri, babe, would you do the honors?"
Teri's beautiful blue eyes flashed. "My
pleasure."
Nicola sat up on her sun lounger, as Teri
slipped in behind her, scooting in close till
her crotch was pressed against Nicola's ass.
She squirted some lotion onto Nicola's back
and began to rub it in.
"Mmmm..." she murmured, closing her eyes.
"That feels soooo good."
Teri slipped a finger underneath the
spaghetti-strap of Nicola's bikini top. "On or
off?" she asked.
"Umm, off I think. I mean, no-one's going to
see us here in the privacy of the backyard of
our own sorority house, are they?"
No sooner had she uttered those innocent words
than Teri was tugging at the knot that held
the slip of material against Nicola's chest.
It fell away, and Nicola proudly bared her
perfect boobs. Teri's hands went back to
rubbing lotion on Nicola's smooth, tanned
skin. Her fingers roamed at will across the
Aussie stunner's back and shoulders.
"Ahhh, Teri, you've got magic hands."
As if by way of reply, Teri's rubdown moved
from Nicola's back, slipping under her arms
and onto her chest. Nicola's smile grew wider
as Teri's searching hands began to massage her
tits. Glistening and slippery, Nicola's
nipples sprang to attention.
At that moment, Dean Wormley appeared from
around the side of Constance House, greeted by
the sight of House Leader Teri groping a half-
naked woman he'd never seen before. He stopped
short and gave a loud gasp of surprise.
Everyone stopped and turned to look at him.
Nicola glared at him, annoyed that he had
interrupted both shooting and the massage.
"Cut!" she called.
"Dean Wormley!" Teri greeted him warmly, still
cupping Nicola's bare boobs. "Come to see the
fun for yourself?"
The Dean blushed, but stood his ground.
Remember what you're here for, he told
himself. Just think of that luscious little
Angel wrapping her long legs around your
waist.
"I just came by to deliver a message," he said
through clenched teeth. He didn't know who
that strange girl was, but she sure had great
tits. Better tits than Angel even...
He shook his head. The girls, scantily clad in
their bathing suits, were staring at him. Dean
Wormley found himself sweating profusely, his
dick wriggling in his pants at the sight of so
much bare flesh. He needed to concentrate at
the task at hand.
"What is it, Dean Wormley?" Sunny asked,
fluttering her big blue eyes at him.
"I've just come from a special session of the
Student Council. It seems Constance House has
neglected to pay its dues."
"What?" cried Teri. "We're supposed to pay
dues?"
"Ignorance is no defense," replied the Dean.
"It seems that Constance House owes several
years of back dated fees, going back at least
as far as 1984. Possibly even longer, but
that's the year FU switched to computer
records, so the Student Council is willing to
extend you the benefit of the doubt and only
backdate the arrears to then."
"How much do we owe?" Cindy asked.
The Dean gave a triumphant smile. "$10,000."
"$10,000!" squealed Teri. "We don't have that
much money!" She jumped up from the sun-
lounger and marched toward Dean Wormley,
stopping short right in front of him, her
heaving bosom inches from his nose.
"Something funny's going on here," she cried.
"Who put you up to this?"
The Dean tried very hard not to stare at
Teri's cleavage. "You have till Monday morning
to repay the debt," he murmured. "Otherwise,
Constance House will no longer be a sorority
here at Fellwood University."
With that, he turned on his heel and walked
away.
************
(STSWB)
"What are we going to do?" Sunny moaned.
The girls were back in the lounge, trying to
figure out what to do. With this extraordinary
turn of events Nicola had dismissed the crew
for the day and joined them.
"This is very strange," said Kim. "I've been
going over the House accounts, and it looks
like we've never paid any dues in decades.
It's like no-one ever bothered to."
"That's crazy!" said Teri. "I didn't know we
had to pay some kind of fee."
"I know. It can't be that every Constance
House Leader has just forgotten. There's must
be something more to this." Kim picked up her
bag. "I'm going to the library to look into
this further." She left, leaving her sorority
sisters to mull over this disaster. And mull
they did, the three beauties staring glumly at
the floor.
Nicola, who had been sitting quietly up to
now, spoke out.
"I know that I've only just met you girls, but
I really think I owe it to you to help you out
of this. Not just because if you get kicked
out of here my movie won't get finished, but
because, well, I like to think of you as my
friends."
"Thanks, Knickers," said Teri, touched by her
concern. "I think we're gonna need all the
help we can get. As House Leader, I hereby
declare you an honorary member of Constance
House Sorority."
"We've got the weekend to raise $10,000," said
Cindy, businesslike. "There's no way we can do
it. Constance House is doomed."
"I hate to say it, but it looks like Cindy is
right." Teri gave a shrug of her shapely
shoulders.
"Now wait just a minute," exclaimed Nicola.
"You're not just going to give up are you?"
"What can we do?" replied Sunny. "We don't
have ten grand."
"The girls in my movie wouldn't take this
lying down," Nicola said with determination.
"They'd dream up a zany scheme to raise the
cash and save the sorority."
Teri's eyes lit up. "That's it!"
Cindy shook her head. "There's no way we can
raise that kind of money. Not in such a short
time. I mean, what can we possibly have that
people would be willing to part cash with?"
Nicola gave a wicked grin. She pointed at her
own breasts, jutting prominently out under her
well-stretched t-shirt.
Teri got the idea, a big smile spreading
across her pretty face. "You really think we
can pull it off?"
"Trust me," Nicola replied, "we'll be pulling
off a lot of things this weekend and get that
$10,000 by hook or by crook! Are you in?" She
stretched out in hand in front of her.
"Sure!" Teri replied, placing her hand on top
of Nicola's.
"Me too!" squealed Sunny, adding her own hand
to the stack. The three girls turned to look
at the skeptical Cindy.
"What the hell?" she shrugged. "At least we'll
go out with a bang, right?"
They burst out laughing, shouting in unison,
"Right!"
"But what exactly are we going to do?" Sunny
asked.
Nicola flashed a saucy smirk. "Don't worry.
I've done this sort of thing before."
************
(The Bad Guys)
Dean Wormley, wearing a trenchcoat, hat, and
sunglasses, pushed his way through the front
door of the Paradise Glade Hotel.
This was a bad idea, he told himself. Fellwood
was a town where everything revolved around
the college so he was bound to be recognized.
But the reward at the end of it all was just
too much to resist.
Keeping as low a profile as possible, the Dean
scuttled through reception and up to the front
desk.
"Um, room number for Miss Angela Monroe?" he
asked, trying to disguise his voice. The
receptionist, like most of the hotel staff,
was a student working to pay for her tuition
at FU.
"Dean Wormley? Is that you?" she asked.
"No it isn't me," he barked. "Room number?"
The receptionist threw him a funny look, but
replied, "Ms Monroe is in room 777."
The Dean hurried over to the lift. It seemed
to him like everybody in the hotel was staring
at him, knew he was, knew what he was up to,
and was just about to rush off and file an
official complaint against him.
The ride up to the fifth floor was the longest
in his life. "Come on, come on," he murmured
impatiently.
Finally, the Dean arrived at his destination.
He knocked on the door to 777. A voice- sexy,
but sharp- called out.
"Who is it?"
"It's me!" Dean Wormley hissed in a low voice.
He glanced up and down the corridor, hoping
no-one was around.
"What?"
"It's me, open the door."
"You'll have to speak up, I can't hear you."
He thought he heard footsteps approaching,
laughter. "Quick, let me in!"
The door swung open, and there, framed in the
doorway, was Angela Monroe. She stood with her
hands on her hips, wearing a wispy gown that
did little to hide her taunt body underneath.
"Oooooh," whispered the Dean. "I need you!"
"You'd better come in then," she replied with
a smirk. Dean Wormley darted past her into the
privacy of her hotel room.
"Well?" Angela asked. "What's happening with
Constance House?"
"It's done!" the Dean cried. "They've got
'till Monday to cough up ten grand, or they're
shut down." His eyes flashed brightly, focused
on the little brown nubs of Angela's nipples,
poking through her blouse. He reached out for
her chest. "Now, if I could just..."
"Wait a moment!" barked Angela. "So, it hasn't
actually been done yet?"
"Well... no, not yet. But they'll be gone
after the weekend!"
Angela looked thoughtful for a moment. The
Dean tried to concentrate, but all he could
think of was Angel's body, naked and slithery
with sweat. Angela asked, "Was there someone
else there with the Constance House sorority
girls when you told them they had to go? A
girl who isn't an FU student?"
He nodded vigorously. "Yeah, a brunette, blue
eyes, fabulous tits, really gorgeous..."
Angela rolled her eyes. "She's not that
gorgeous. But, yeah, I guess that sounds like
her." She gnashed her teeth. "Nicola Baron!
That little Aussie bimbo always manages to
wriggle out of my schemes one way or another."
Although Angela was born in New Jersey, she
loathed the East Coast and longed to be back
in California. But if she wanted to make sure
Nicola's movie was well and truly scuttled she
had to stick around till Monday and make sure.
In the meantime... Dean Wormley was staring at
her with big puppy-dog eyes. She sighed.
"Alright, Dean, you're not getting near my
pussy until Constance House is closed up and
Nicola Baron is out of Fellwood without
finishing her movie. But I guess you deserve a
little reward for all your hard work..."
She opened her blouse, baring her breasts for
the Dean. They pointed at him, stiff and
eager. The Dean reached out, taking her tits
in his shaking hands. Angela leaned forward,
letting him help himself.
At last! It had been a long time since Dean
Wormley had got his sweaty paws on a pair of
pert, firm young titties. He gently massaged
Angela's twin torpedoes, feeling her cool
flesh beneath his palms. The slightest of
moans escaped Angela's lips. The Dean tweaked
her nipples, tugging on the swollen brown
nips.
He opened his mouth and gently slipped his
lips around one of Angela's nipples and began
to suckle like a newborn babe. Dean Wormley
let out a long sigh of satisfaction, which
resulted in a very pleasant humming sensation
around the boob he was slurping on.
With the Dean's head jammed against her chest,
slobbering away, Angela did her best to pass
the time. She glanced around her hotel suite.
Not too bad, for a little hick town like
Fellwood. Her eyes feel upon something she
hadn't seen before. A piece of paper. The
bellhop must've left it lying on the end
table.
"God dammit!" Angela yelled. The startled Dean
fell backwards, surprised. "What? What did I
do?" he whimpered.
Angela strode over to the piece of paper,
seized it and waved it angrily in the air.
"This!" She thrust it under Dean Wormley's
nose.
It was a flyer of some kind.
PARTY PARTY PARTY
This Sunday
The Help Save Constance House
Bikini Sorority House Party
Booze * Music * Fun * Gratuitous Nudity!
Climaxing in grand charity auction
And it's all for a good cause!!
Admission price:
Guys: $10
Girls: Your bikini top
The Dean laughed. "There's no way they'll
raise $10,000 in one day. I mean, those girls
have got great tits, but..."
"You don't understand," Angela interrupted.
"This isn't just those Constance House sluts
we're dealing with. They've got that prize
bimbo Knickers with them. She isn't an
ordinary slut, she's some kind of turbo-
charged fuck bunny super-slut." She shook her
head.
"This could be a problem."
************
(The Gratuitous Shower Scene)
Heaven! sighed Nicola. Standing under the
shower, she enjoyed the warm, gentle sensation
of the water rushing over her naked body. The
Constance House bathroom was laid out like a
locker-room, with a row of open shower stalls
against the far wall.
The adorable Aussie was tired and in need of
some pampering. She indulged herself the small
pleasure of a break and a nice, hot shower.
There was just so much work that needed to be
done, getting Constance House ready for
tomorrow and still trying to do her prep for
"Bikini Sorority House Party". Her sexy body
was nearing exhaustion point.
Nicola closed her eyes, imagining that the
sensual stream of water caressing her body
were the hands of a tender lover, massaging
her poor muscles back into life. The heat
turned her tanned skin a deep, rich tawny
color. Her elegant hands slid across her body,
down her stomach and towards her pussy. God,
she needed someone with her right now.
"Feels good?"
Nicola jumped, startled. Her opens flicked
open to see Teri entering the bathroom,
wearing a brief Japanese bathrobe that left
her shapely arms, legs and thighs bare.
Nicola blushed a little, almost caught in the
act of pleasuring herself. "Yeah," she replied
sheepishly, "I need a long, hot shower."
Teri smirked. She untied her robe, casually
revealing her superb naked body. Of course,
Nicola had got a good eyeful the other day
shooting Teri's audition, but she was well-
worth a second look. Teri nearly caught
Nicola's lustful gaze, and the starlet turned
away. Steady Knickers! she scolded herself.
Not everyone is a bi-sexual fuck-bunny like
you.
Now as naked as Nicola, the co-ed cutie
stepped up to the next showerhead along. Teri
fiddled with the faucet, and soon a spray of
soothing water was gushing over her as well.
"I guess in your line of business you spend a
lot of time with a lot of naked girls," Teri
asked. She had a thoughtful expression on her
pretty face, as if she was leading up to
something.
"Yeah," Nicola replied, wondering where this
conversation might be going.
"I guess you're also required to, yknow, on-
camera..."
"Make love?" Nicola asked.
Teri nodded and suppressed a burst of giggles.
"I don't know if I'd be able to do it. I'd be
so... embarrassed."
Nicola smirked. Was this blonde bombshell
timidly coming on to her? "It's not so hard,"
Nicola purred. "I've seen you, you've got
great potential." She was stared right at her
now, watching the water cascade over down
Teri's chest, over her beautiful bare breasts,
running in streams down her crotch and her
long, lean legs.
"You really think so?" Teri asked, her eyes
shining.
Nicola had (of course) written a gratuitous
shower scene in "Bikini Sorority House Party",
but it did not include a lesbian tryst under
the showers. She was beginning to wish she
had.
Teri was now lathering up with a bar of soap,
covering her nude body in white foam. She
turned her back to Nicola, but gave her a coy
look over her shoulder.
"I would need some personal coaching..." said
Teri in a husky voice. Now that was definitely
a signal, thought Nicola. She reached out a
tentative hand and stroked Teri wet, slippery
ass. So soft, so smooth...
In response, the co-ed shivered slightly. She
cast another bedroom glance over her shoulder
at the starlet.
It all happened so fast, neither knew what was
happening. Nicola pulled Teri into her arms
and they kissed passionately, Nicola's tongue
slithering deep into her mouth.
Water still pouring over them, the couple
necked ardently for what seemed like forever,
pressing their soaked, naked bodies together.
Stiff nipples brushed against wet flesh.
Writhing against each other, Nicola and Teri
collapsed onto the tiled floor.
Nicola's hands roamed over Teri's body,
stroking the freshman's quivering sides. She
moaned softly, enjoying the sensations
rippling through her body. Lying on the
bathroom floor, they were completely unaware
of the rest of the world, lost in a sea of
sensual lust, water still pouring over the
couple.
Nicola slipped her leg between Teri's damp
thighs. Obediently, she wrapped her legs
around the limb, pulling it into her crotch,
eagerly fucking Nicola's leg like a bitch on
heat.
With a gasp Nicola broke the kiss. Her lips
weren't unoccupied for long, as she delivered
a chain of tender licks and love-bites down
Teri's chest to her swollen nipples. There she
resumed the passionate necking, only this time
with Teri's breasts.
They switched, with Teri taking one of
Nicola's nipples into her mouth and slurping
away with gusto. Nicola could feel waves of
sexual delight coursing through her boobs.
After the mutual fondling, Nicola gently
repositioned her novice lover. Having done
this sort of thing many, many times with her
friend Jennifer, the stunning starlet with a
penchant for pussy knew what she was doing.
Teri, the first timer, was more than happy to
relinquish control to her new friend with
little more than a slight whimper of desire.
Just as Nicola's careful audition process had
shown, Teri was very good at taking direction!
They were lying on their backs now, facing
away from one another, their crotches pressed
together. Slick with water from the shower and
their own freely-running juices, the lovers
ground their cunts against each other, their
abdomens shuddering with the mutual orgasm
building in their slender frames.
Teri was squealing aloud in pleasure. Nicola,
grunting with the effort of trying to force
herself cunt-first inside Teri, felt a thrill
of pride at the sexual ecstasy she had induced
in her.
Their cries of rapture grew louder. Nicola's
insides were liquid, her muscles writhing in
spasms. With a joint cry the couple came
together, spilling their love juices over each
other's already slippery bodies.
For a moment they were locked tight together,
muscles tight and limps stiff, with two pairs
of shapely legs entwined.
Then Teri and Nicola collapsed, spent, gasping
for air, into an exhausted naked heap of
water, flesh and girl-cum.
It was then that the applause started.
Startled, they looked up and realized they had
an audience. Sunny, Cindy and Kim were
standing with them in the bathroom. Sunny and
Cindy were clapping and laughing, Kim had a
thoroughly shocked expression on her face.
Blushing profusely, Nicola and Teri collected
themselves. "Come on," said Teri, "we've got
work to do."
************
(Campus Montage)
All over campus, all over Fellwood itself,
word was spreading. Wherever students gathered
rumors spread. Constance House was going to be
closed down, for good. But before they went
the girls were throwing one big-ass blow out.
It would be the party of the century (both
20th and 21st). Not just any party, but a
Bikini Sorority House Party.
And everybody wanted to be there.
************
(An Ugly Duckling Becomes A Swan)
Sunday was all set to be a scorcher. The sun
rose on Fellwood, warming the sleepy little
college town. Down at Constance House a crowd
of students was waiting impatiently- a big,
noisy, jostling crowd of people in swimsuits.
Most were men (of course), but there were
plenty of girls equally eager to experience
the wild Constance House bash.
"C'mon, when's this party gonna start?" cried
one muscle-bound fresher.
"Calm down, calm down," Cindy assured them.
She'd been assigned to wait on the front door
until Teri and the others had everything
ready.
"Do we really have to hand over our bikini
tops to get in?" asked one girl.
"Sure do, that's the entry fee," Cindy
replied. A murmur ran through the crowd. The
girl thought about that for a moment before
asking, "Do we get them back again?"
"Hey, if the girls have to lose their tops,
how come you've still got yours on?" the big
guy shouted.
"Don't you worry," Cindy shouted back. "You'll
be seeing plenty more of me before the end of
today."
Inside, Teri was assembling her troops,
casting an appraising eye over their scantily
clad bodies glistening with oil. Sunny was
wearing her tiniest bikini: two miniature
triangles of blue material barely wrapped
around her enormous tits with a thin spaghetti
strap. The briefs were even briefer, a g-
string that disappeared between her ass-cheeks
and a thin, wedge-shaped front panel that
provided only scant coverage for her pussy.
Nicola, of course, was there too, decked out
in her trusty little pink bikini. Likewise, it
was designed to show off her scrumptious
figure rather than hide it. Whenever Nicola
was attired in a revealing outfit (such as
now) she found herself almost unconsciously
slipping into a modeling pose: hands on hips,
chin raised, chest thrust proudly forward.
Nicola was a natural-born exhibitionist and
reveled in the opportunity to show off her
perfect figure, either in B-grade 'bikini'
movies or a wild sorority party.
"Wait a minute, where's Kim?" asked Teri.
"Kim, come down here!"
From somewhere upstairs a timid voice called
back. "I don't know about this."
Teri, Sunny and Nicola exchanged worried
glances.
"We need you!" called Teri. "Five pairs of
boobs poolside are better than four. And
you've got to MC the charity auction later
on."
"I really should be back in the library. I
think I'm pretty close to finding out why
Constance House has never paid fees before..."
"Yknow," said Teri in a stage whisper, "I
think I saw that really cute guy from the
Chess Club waiting outside."
"Down in a sec!" Kim cried out. The three
girls crowded around the bottom of the stairs,
waiting breathlessly for Kim to appear, eager
to see what the shy co-ed looked like in a hot
bikini.
There was a collective gasp of surprise. In
place of the timid Kim dressed in heavy gray
sweater and long skirt whom Nicola had met the
other day, there stood a shapely, petite
hottie dressed in a very revealing purple
bathing suit. Kim's smallish tits were barely
covered by the thin twist of material strung
across her chest. She obviously didn't do too
much sunbathing, and her skin was snowy white.
Kim still wore her glasses, though her hair
was now undone, framing her pretty face with a
sea of auburn curls. She smiled nervously down
on her sorority sisters.
"Well?"
Kim's charms finally revealed, Teri, Sunny and
Nicola burst out in applause and wolf-
whistles. Kim blushed demurely, enjoying the
attention. She struck a few hesitant poses on
the stairs, pushing her tits out and wiggling
her ass.
"I think it's time we got this T & A show on
the road," Teri announced.
"You said it, sweetheart," Nicola added.
Teri strode over to the front door and yanked
it open. A hush fell across the waiting crowd,
all faces turned up towards her. Teri stood
framed in the doorway, her hands upon her
hips. The tiny bikini did little to hide her
gorgeous body, and the co-ed felt a little
like she was standing in front of the entire
FU student body stark naked.
And she liked it.
"Gentlemen," she cried, grinning from ear to
ear, "and ladies," she added seeing the
surprising number of girls who'd turned up.
"Let the party of the century begin. It's
Bikini Sorority House Party time!"
A whoop, howl, cry of delight leapt from the
assembled students. Teri reached behind her
back, her fingers deftly untying her bikini.
It popped free, revealing the co-ed cutie's
tanned tits. Teri handed her bikini top over
to Cindy, who placed it in a box.
"Your turn," the house leader instructed
Cindy. The tall, slim brunette rolled her
eyes. "It's about time! I thought I'd be
wearing this thing all day." Cindy removed her
own bikini top, exposing her perky tits to the
assembled students.
"Alright, boys and girls, who's first?"
The crowd surged forward.
************
(The Big Party Sequence)
Nicola had attended some pretty wild parties
in her time as a Hollywood starlet, but she
had to admit it, these Fellwood kids were
something else. The girls were more than happy
to hand over their bikini tops to Cindy, and
now most of FU's female student body were
strutting around Constance House and sunning
themselves by the pool half-naked. Everywhere
Nicola looked there were bare breasts of every
shape and color.
Despite the abundance of firm, young female
fleshing bouncing around, it was Nicola and
the Constance House girls who reaped the most
attention. They were circulating through the
party, serving drinks, making sure everyone
had enough booze and food to keep them happy,
and keeping an eye out for anyone who hadn't
paid the entry fee.
Kim had finally been cajoled into surrendering
her top, and she shyly scuttled around, her
perky little tits bobbing wildly with every
frantic step. Occasionally, Kim would drape an
arm across her chest, but this only served to
draw attention to her embarrassment. However,
every other girl around her topless too, so
with a fit of nervous giggles Kim soon got
into the swing of things.
Sunny was a big hit. She reminded Nicola of
her friend and fellow starlet Dizzy, at a very
similar party they'd once attended in
Hollywood. Pumping beer from a keg, the big-
boob co-ed bimbo was surrounded by a crowd of
male admirers, all of them eager to get near
her enormous tits. Every time she bent over to
pick up another stein for the boys, her jugs
swung low beneath her, eliciting a moan of
delight from her audience.
Teri was one girl Nicola would do just great
in Hollywood. The indefatigable House Leader
was mingling with her guests, doing her very
best to make sure everyone was enjoying
themselves. Nicola smiled at the sight of Teri
standing on the stairs, pouring tequila shots
for a couple of guys, amused as they stared
unashamedly at her exposed chest. "Enjoying
the view?" she asked, her tits quivering with
laughter.
Nicola was having fun herself. The bare-
breasted Aussie beauty made her way through
the party carrying a tray laden with alcohol,
inviting the party-goers to 'help themselves'
with a saucy wink. And help themselves they
did, usually with an affectionate pat of
Nicola's shapely ass or even a casual grope of
her heaving bosom.
All around her, guys were finding an excuse to
brush against the half-naked starlet. Doorways
provided the best opportunity for this, and
every time Nicola made her way from one room
to the next she had to squeeze past some guy,
usually with a hand accidentally sliding
across one of her breasts, or a bulging crotch
casually rubbing against her naked thigh.
As always, Nicola loved all the attention
focused on her. It was a real turn on, to be
here surrounded by beautiful naked women and
still be the object of so much amorous
attention.
As Nicola made her way out into the lounge
(the very same lounge she videotaped the
auditions), a freshman turned around suddenly
and bumped into her, sending beer splashing
all over Nicola's chest.
"Uh, sorry about that," he said sheepishly.
"That's OK," Nicola replied. She looked down
at the sticky liquid dripping down her boobs
and gave him a naughty wink. "Yknow, back in
Australia, it's practically a crime to let
beer go to waste."
He got the hint. With a whoop of joy, he
thrust his face between Nicola's tits and
began licking away.
************
(The Bad Guys Show Up)
"I don't think this is such a good idea,"
whimpered Dean Wormley as Angel dragged him
through the quiet, oak-lined streets of
Fellwood from the campus toward Constance
House.
"We've got to see what they're up to," Angela
growled back at him. "I'm not letting that
big-boob bimbo beat me again."
They stopped at the top of the street, a few
hundred feet away from the infamous sorority.
Even from this distance, the sound of raucous
revelry emanating from Constance House was
surprisingly loud. Lounging against the front
door was the shapely Cindy, greeting a couple
of latecomers warmly as they handed over their
entrance fee and went inside.
Dean Wormley swallowed. The sight of Cindy
topless had an instant effect on the hapless
administrator. His cock sprang to attention
and his imagination ran wild, a mixture of
unprintable thoughts about what he wanted to
do to the curvy co-ed and gibbering fears
about being fired for just looking at her.
"We've got to get a closer look," Angela
insisted. She grabbed him by the arm and
started to march toward Constance House.
"We're not going in?" the Dean wailed. He'd
heard stories about campus frat and sorority
parties. And this was the party to top 'em
all, wild enough to make even the Roman orgies
look like a quiet night in. If he went
anywhere near Constance House, he was sure to
get busted for improper socialization with the
students.
"Grow a spine," Angela snarled at him. There
was no more discussion, Angela bowled up to
Constance House with the quivering Dean in
tow.
"Hi, Dean Wormley," Cindy greeted him merrily,
as if the ultimatum he had issued to them had
never been spoken. "Come to join in the fun?"
"No!" squealed the Dean. Angela shot him a
'shut-up or else' look. "Yes my dear, we'd
like to come in."
"That's fine. If you'd just care to pay the
entrance fee..."
"How much?" asked Angela, reaching for her
purse. Cindy smirked.
"Uh, it's $10 for the Dean, and for you,
well... you'll have to take your top off."
"What!?" cried Angela, incredulous. Dean
Wormley grinned. Cindy shrugged. "That's the
entrance fee. Guys, $10. Girls, hand over your
bikini top."
Angela fumed. This was precisely the sort of
thing that slut Knickers Baron would dream up.
The sultry starlet glanced down at what she
was wearing, a very tight black blouse and
mini-skirt. "I'm not wearing a bikini."
"Doesn't matter," Cindy replied.
Angela ground her teeth. "Alright. Wormley,
hand over your $10." She reached for the hem
of her blouse and pulled it off. It was rather
tight, and got stuck halfway over her head,
treating the onlookers to the sight of the
bitchy starlet topless and wriggling
frantically. Angela wasn't wearing a bra, and
her perky little tits were now exposed to the
warm sunshine.
"I better get that back," she warned, handing
over her top.
The Dean was too busy staring in astonishment
at Angela's impromptu striptease to realize
that they were about to go inside. He snapped
out of it quickly, and the unlikely duo
sauntered inside Constance House.
For a moment, Dean Wormley thought he was in
heaven. Or hell. The hallway of Constance
House was filled with topless co-eds. The
sight of all those nubile young co-eds
bouncing around campus in halter-tops and
cropped t-shirts couldn't prepare him for this
moment. Boobs, everywhere he looked. Bare
breasts, pert nipples. It was like a scene
from one of those ridiculous T&A movies he
sometimes jerked off to on late night cable.
And the girls certainly weren't shy, no doubt
thanks to the freely flowing booze. As he
gaped at them, the bare-breasted beauties
would smile and wave, calling out "Hi, Dean
Wormley!"
Angela ignored the distress her partner-in-
crime was experiencing, craning her neck to
try and spot Nicola amongst the throng. They
walked along the hallway, squeezing past semi-
naked and inebriated college students, through
the lounge and emerging out in the backyard.
The pool was full of still more half-naked co-
eds, with a spirited game of topless
volleyball going on between the guys and girls
(apparently skins vs. skins). And there,
standing beside the pool giggling as boys
groped her unfettered tits, Angela finally
came face to face with her long-time rival,
Nicola Baron.
"Well, well, well," the Aussie stunner
murmured, standing up straight and pushing her
impressive chest out. "Angela Monroe. I
should've known you'd be behind all this."
Not to be outdone, Angela did her best to puff
out her own meager boobs. "If you think this
little stunt will save your fat ass, you're
sadly mistaken," she sneered. "This sorority
is finished, and with it your only chance of
getting your movie made."
"Stick around, sweetheart," Nicola replied. "I
think you'll find that Constance House is
going to surprise you."
At that moment, Sunny appeared at the balcony
over-looking the sorority's backyard pool.
"Guys, attention please!" she cried, waving
her arms over her head (which caused her bare
boobs to shimmy and shake). "The charity
auction is about to start. Can everyone please
head down to the stage and get your wallets
ready."
A thrill of anticipation ran through the party
and everyone eagerly headed down to the raised
platform at the far end of Constance House's
back lawn.
Angela raised an eyebrow. "Charity auction?
Gee, I wonder what sluttiness you and these
other bimbos have in store?"
Nicola refused to be baited by the sexy,
snarling starlet. "Why don't you stick around
and check it out?" She turned to Dean Wormley.
"I'm sure you'd like to place a bid?"
The Dean quailed. "I don't think so. If the
faculty learns I was even here..."
But no-one was listening to him. The crowd was
surging toward the stage, murmuring with
interest about what exactly was going to be up
for grabs at the charity auction. A hush
descended upon the college boys and girls as
Nicola, Teri, Sunny and Cindy mounted the
stage. Still topless and clad only in their
bikini bottoms, the girls smiled and waved to
their audience. Kim stood to one side, looking
a little nervous. Standing out here she could
no longer count on her anonymity.
"Ladies and gentlemen," announced Teri,
stepped up to a mic. "Thank-you all for
attending the Constance House Bikini Sorority
House Party. As you know, we're in danger of
being closed down for good."
A chorus of boos broke out. The Dean lowered
his head, but Angela stared up at her,
defiant.
"But with a little help from you guys, that's
not going to happen."
This was greeted with a cheer.
"So now we come to the grand charity auction.
On the stage before you stands four prime
examples of womanhood." The girls struck
poses and blew kisses to the hooting audience.
"It's time for you to really dig deep for
Constance House and bid on your favorite girl.
Once you've paid the amount, that lady will
escort you upstairs where she will personally
thank you for your generous donation."
A ripple of disbelief and excitement coursed
through the assembled students. All the guys-
and more than a few of the girls- had long
dreamed of scoring with a Constance House
girl. Now here they were, on stage, offering
themselves up to the highest bidder.
"I'll now call upon our special auctioneer,
the adorable Kim, to come up and get things
rolling."
Teri stepping back in the line-up of half-
naked cuties as Kim cautiously stepped up onto
the stage, accompanied by applause and wolf-
whistles. The bespectacled beauty blushed
deeply at this raucous greeting, a bloom of
pink spreading down her face and across her
bare chest. Smiling nervously, she walked over
to the mic.
"Um, hello everybody."
"Nice rack Kimmy!" someone in the crowd called
out. She burst into a fit of giggles. The
transformation from shy, nerdy Kim to hot,
outgoing Kimmy was almost complete. "Go FU!"
she cried. This elicited a storm of hollers
and grunts from the loyal FU student body.
Kim began to warm to her role as MC. "Let's
start by introducing our four lovely ladies.
First up is everybody's favorite House Leader,
Teri!"
The tall blonde stepped forward, strutting
across the stage like a model along a catwalk.
Her best assets were proudly displayed for all
to see- long, shapely legs, lean stomach, full
bouncing boobs, and gorgeous smiling face.
"A harsh task mistress to be sure, but who
wouldn't want to do whatever this tasty tartar
tells you to?"
There was a burst of laughter and applause as
Teri did a turn to showcase her cute ass
(which her thong bikini did little to hide)
before returning to her place in the line-up.
"Next, we have Constance House's resident
buxom, bouncing beauty, the vivacious Sunny!"
Grinning from ear to ear, the busty brunette
wiggled forward to the edge of the stage,
blowing kisses out to her fans. Unhindered by
any bikini top, her 40-inch DD chest jiggled
freely.
"And if you're wondering if they're real, I
suggest you place a bid and find out for
yourself in the privacy of Sunny's boudoir."
Reveling in the cheers and wolf-whistles,
Sunny stood on the edge of the stage, leaned
forward and shook her boobs for the benefit of
her fans, before finally turning back to join
her friends.
"If sultry sophistication is what turns you
on, then say hello to Cindy!"
The dark-haired deb strode forward, showing of
her fine form for her lust-crazed fellow FU
students. She paraded back and forth, batting
her eyes to the assembled students. Her
breasts weren't as big as Sunny or Teri's, but
no-one seemed to mind as the half-naked
fresher proudly showed herself off.
"Finally, we have a special treat for you.
You've seen her in such late-night movies as
'Bikini Bandits' and 'Bikini Stewardesses 2'.
Everyone put your hands together for
Australian model and starlet, Miss Nicola
'Knickers' Baron!"
The college kids went wild, the applause even
louder than that for all the Constance House
girls put together. Nicola strode proudly out
before her audience, her breasts bobbing with
every step across the stage.
Nicola was wearing a big grin and little else
as she stood on that stage. She had a
fantastic body, and was eager to show it off
for the students. Hands on hips, Nicola struck
a model's pose, letting her perspective
bidders get a good, long look at her.
Casting a saucy look upon the salivating
students, Nicola had an idea to give them a
little treat. She began to dance for them,
arms held up over her head, gyrating her hips.
Needless to say, they lapped it up.
Nicola's swaying caused the knot that held her
bikini bottoms in place to bounce up and down
on her bare thigh, drawing everyone's
attention to it. With her audience's gaze
firmly fixed on the string flouncing wildly,
Nicola's fingers grasped the loose end and
tugged on it ever so gently.
They were in a frenzy now, shouting out for
her to do it.
Smiling, Nicola complied. Her bikini bottoms
flopped uselessly aside, baring her well-
groomed muff to the baying mob. Still dancing,
Nicola turned a slow 360-degrees, letting
everyone see her firm, tanned ass. The
unwanted bikini bottom was tossed aside.
"Well," stuttered Kim, almost losing her
composure. "I never knew Australians were
so... outgoing. Now let's get on with the
bidding, with item #1, Cindy!"
Cat-like, Cindy slinked up onto the 'block', a
stand at the front of the stage. She posed as
the bidding began.
Things were a little slow to start with.
Although excited by the girls' performances,
everyone was a little shy to actually make an
offer.
"Come on, people!" cried Cindy. She turned her
backside to them, running a finger down one of
her soft cheeks. "Who wouldn't want a piece of
this ass?"
Bidding was swift after that. It was mostly
guys, with the odd girl (usually goaded by
giggling girlfriends) throwing in the odd
offer. Finally, Cindy went for the respectable
sum of $500 to a rather buff looking blonde
guy. A check was handed over and then
accompanied by the crowd's applause, Cindy
took his hand and escorted him back inside
Constance House, to show her 'appreciation'
for his donation.
"Item #2 on the block this afternoon is
Sunny."
The fulsome fresher bounced up onto the stand,
adopting a salacious stance- bent forward,
hands resting on her knees, her ass sticking
out and her generous boobs hanging downward.
Bidding began in earnest, the busty Sunny
causing a flurry of offers. After the reticent
bidding on Cindy, a pattern quickly emerged.
Kim began with a reserve price of $150, and
pretty much everyone was making a bid, quickly
raising the ante. Kim had to work quickly to
keep up, but to her credit the auction ran
smoothly and efficiently. After a while, the
asking price would be beyond the means of
many, and the serious bids would come from
just a handful of competing students.
Sunny was thoroughly enjoying being part of
the spectacle. She was laughing, pointing out
the bidders to Kim so that no one was missed
in the frenzy, and blowing kisses to those who
offered serious money.
Eventually, one student waded in with $750.
Kim quizzed the other bidders if they wanted
to continue and with the greatest reluctance
they declined.
With a squeal of delight, Sunny jumped down
from the stage. She was in such a hurry to get
her man up-stairs that she almost forgot to
collect his payment.
"Item #3 is the one and only Teri!"
The bubbly blonde bounced up onto the block.
Teri turned and jiggled her ass for the crowd.
Bidding was even more furious than before. And
this time, it wasn't just the guys making
offers, a couple of girls were making serious
bids.
The price soared ever higher, and soon there
were just two competing bidders- a tall,
preppy looking guy, and (of all people) Mandy,
the Dean's Administrative Assistant.
Mandy brought the price up to an astonishing
$950. A murmur ran through the crowd. Preppy
shook his head- too rich for his blood. With a
look of victory on her pretty face, Mandy
approached the stage to collect her prize.
"I'd've never guessed," whispered Dean
Wormley.
As Mandy handed over her check, Teri leaned
over and murmured to Nicola, "I guess
yesterday was a practice run."
"You can thank me later," Nicola smirked.
Hand in hand, the girls marched back into
Constance House where doubtless some hot girl-
on-girl action awaited them.
"Finally, a real treat: item #4, Knickers
Baron."
Smiling demurely, the naked Nicola stepped up
onto the block, greeted by a wild chorus of
shouts and wolf-whistles.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen," continued Kim,
"we're very lucky here at Fellwood to have
this international star here with us. Whoever
is willing to dig the deepest will certainly
have a very pleasurable experience awaiting
them."
Nicola surveyed the crowd. She caught Angela's
scowling gaze, staring up at her. She winked
at her nemesis, eliciting an angry frown.
With that, bidding commenced briskly. Only
this time, there was no slackening off- it
seemed everyone was eager to offer the highest
bid to spend a night of ecstasy with the
starlet, and willing to pay whatever price was
required.
A gasp of astonishment ran through the
assembled students as the bidding past $1000
with no sign of dropping off. Pleased with the
reaction, Nicola quietly smiled to herself.
Angela seethed.
Higher and higher the price went, Kim
struggling to keep up with the pace of the
bidding. At last the enormous sum caused many
to give up hope. Until there was just one last
bidder left...
He was a tall, gangly looking freshman with
glasses and buckteeth. Everyone stared at him,
envious of the guy who had $1670 to buy the
favors of the nubile Knickers. He strode
forward on pale, lanky legs, the crowd
silently parting to let him approach the
stage. He handed over a wad of cash to the
startled Kim and offered his hand to Nicola.
She took it, amused at his gallantry.
Hand in hand the unusual couple, the geek and
the model, made their way up into Constance
House, and a measure of privacy for Nicola to
work her considerable talents on him.
************
(The Surprisingly Explicit Love Scene)
Nicola sat on Kimmy's bed, staring up at him
with her soft, blue eyes.
"I'm Steve," he murmured. "Pleased to meet
you, Steve," she replied.
He swallowed, nervous. "Gosh, it's hard to
believe I'm actually here with you. I love
'Bikini Bandits', it's my all-time favorite
movie."
"Thanks," she blushed, modestly. It wasn't too
hard to be modest, considering she was still
stark naked. Steve was standing before her
still dressed, with a noticeable bulge in the
crotch of his baggy surf shorts. "It's always
great to meet a fan."
"And that accent..." he enthused. "It's even
sexier to hear in person."
Nicola leaned back on the bed, displaying her
charms for Steve to ogle. "I hope my accent
isn't the only thing about me you find sexy?"
she asked with a teasing smirk.
"Oh, no!" Steve replied, practically drooling
over the naked model stretched out before him.
"You've got the most fantastic tits I've ever
seen."
Nicola pushed her chest out and shook her
shoulders, causing her breasts to shimmy and
bounce. "Mmmm, they are pretty damn good,
aren't they?" she cooed.
All Steve could do was stand and stare.
Guessing she'd have to take the lead, Nicola
leaned forward and grasped Steve's shorts and
began to tug them down. The nerdy college kid
blushed, but it wasn't just his face that
blood was rushing to. His cock, purple and
erect, sprang free, nearly slapping Nicola in
the face. The stunning starlet's eyes lit up-
now this was a pleasant surprise! Who'd've
guessed that weedy little Steve was packing a
good seven inches?
Brushing her long, chestnut-colored hair from
her face, Nicola bent down and with a single
slurp, took Steve's manhood between her lips.
He let out a gasp of desire, resting his hands
on Nicola's head to urge her on.
Nicola's salivating mouth soon had Steve's
dick well and truly lubricated, and her pretty
head bobbed up and down as she
enthusiastically blew the ecstatic young nerd.
Nicola's profession as a Hollywood starlet
required that giving a good blowjob be part of
her repertoire of talents. She pulled out all
the stops, making sure Steve got his money's
worth, greedily slurping away as he moaned in
pure delight.
The Aussie beauty knew exactly what she was
doing. Before Steve could get too worked up,
she popped his cock out of her mouth, strands
of saliva and pre-cum still linking her lips
to his penis. Nicola laid back on Kim's bed,
spreading her legs wide, pulling Steve toward
her.
Reaching down with one hand she grasped his
impatient cock and guided it towards her cunt.
Waves of heat emanated from Nicola's pussy,
she was practically glowing down there. Nicola
had spent the day sauntering around naked in
front of strangers, had enjoyed the privilege
of those strangers bidding for her, and now
the horny little starlet was in dire need of a
good, hard fuck.
Steve was willing to oblige her. Steered by
Nicola's elegant little hand, his rampant cock
found her salivating pussy and mounted the
bucking starlet with mutual moans of desire.
Steve lay on top of Nicola, feeling her superb
body pressing against his, her magnificent
boobs squashed up against his skinny chest.
Sweat lubricated their bodies as they
slithered against one another in a frenzy of
fucking.
The nerdy freshman bounced up and down on the
starlet, pumping away at her hot pussy.
"God," he gasped, "I should give more to
charity."
"Screw charity," Nicola replied breathlessly,
"just give it to me!"
Enthusiastically he obliged her, and in short
order Steve was gushing cum all over Nicola.
They lay together, a sticky, sweaty mass of
bodies, rasping for breath after the frenzied
fuck. Nicola's hands caressed Steve's smooth
chest, tracing a line from his throat down to
his crotch. She may've done this first and
foremost to save her movie, but Nicola was
certainly enjoying herself.
As her delicate fingers reached Steve's prick,
it began to twitch into life again.
"You're getting your money's worth," Nicola
quipped.
With a whoop of joy, Steve jumped onto the
giggling starlet.
************
(The Denouement)
Monday morning rose slowly, painfully on
Fellwood. A few brave, bleary-eyed souls
risked their hangovers to go to class, only to
find them empty and cancelled.
Constance House had certainly left its mark on
FU's history books that weekend, with a blow-
out that left the whole campus in bed.
Everywhere except Constance House itself.
Knowing that the deadline would be early, the
girls roused themselves from their beds,
disentangling themselves from their various
still-snoring partners and came downstairs.
Wrapping their succulent bodies in flimsy
robes, Teri, Sunny and Cindy, along with
Nicola, assembled in the sorority's lounge.
"The money hasn't been counted!" moaned Cindy.
A note had been left beside the pile of cash.
Teri picked it up.
"'Guys, going to the library, I think I'm on
to something. Stall if I'm not back in time.
Don't forget to count the cash! Signed,
Kimmy.'"
"We better get started," said Nicola with a
shrug. The lovely ladies set about the task of
counting the money, and they were still
counting when there came an ominous knock at
the door.
It was Dean Wormley, with Tom from the Student
Council. Tagging along, smirking her little
heart out, was the insidious Angela.
The Dean had spent a restless night tossing in
his bed (so to speak). Images of jiggling,
half-naked co-eds from yesterday's debauchery
flooded his sex-crazed brain. But now,
finally, it was Monday morning. With luck, he
could get those sluts thrown out of FU and his
dick inside Angela by 10.30am.
"This is a very regrettable situation," said
Tom, "but I have to ask you: have you got the
$10,000?"
"We're just counting it now," Teri replied
frantically. Each of the girls had a pile of
tens and was working through them. Finally
done, they added their totals, plus the checks
from the auction.
Teri's face fell as she read the final tally.
"Five thousand, five hundred and ten!"
The girls were crestfallen. After all their
hard work they'd failed.
Angela gave a cruel, hearty laugh. "Did you
bimbos really think you could shake your tits
and make ten grand? This isn't one of those
stupid T&A movies, this is real life." Her
eyes locked with Nicola's and the pair
regarded each other coolly. "I guess you lose,
slut," Angela hissed.
Nicola remembered Kimmy and her instructions.
"There must be something we can do to sort
this out," she said in a low, husky voice.
Nicola stood up, taking a step towards Tom. As
she did so, her robe fell open 'accidentally'
revealing the stunning starlet in all her
naked glory.
Tom's eyes popped open. The Dean, who had seen
plenty of Nicola already at the party, let out
a moan. The two guys stared happily at her
slim, nude body, her heaving boobs and her
exposed pussy.
"Oh my goodness!" exclaimed Nicola, making a
feeble attempt to wrap the robe around her
shapely figure.
Angela saw in a flash what her nemesis was up
to. "Hey!" she yelled. "Remember what you're
here for!" She gave Tom a slap on the
shoulder.
"All in good time," he murmured, still
watching in delight. "God you're gorgeous."
Nicola paused, her bare breasts hanging out of
her robe. "Why, thank-you," she replied
demurely. "I am a professional model, yknow."
"Really?" Tom asked, grinning stupidly. "I'm a
keen photographer myself."
"Perhaps sometime I could pose for you," she
purred in her husky Australian accent. "I do
swimwear, lingerie or... something more
intimate, if you prefer."
A dreamy expression crept across Tom's face.
Doubtless he was thinking of the naked Nicola,
posing in his studio, doing whatever he asked
her to...
"What about the money?!" yelled Angela.
Reluctantly, Tom shook his head. "Yes, the
money. Well, if Constance House can't meet its
financial obligations to the Student Council
then I'm afraid..."
Suddenly the door burst open and in rushed
Kimmy. "Stop!" she cried, waving a piece of
paper in the air.
Angela rolled her eyes. What now!?
"I found out why Constance House has never
paid any fees," Kimmy explained breathlessly.
"It's all in the original charter, drawn up
between the college fathers and Constance Frye
herself."
As she unfolded the paper everyone clustered
around to get a better look. It was a copy of
some old-fashioned document, one where all the
's'es look like 'f's. Kimmy read it aloud for
the benefit of those who were baffled by it.
"It says here that Constance House will
forever remain part of Fellwood University
'spar'd of all tithes and rents'."
"So that means we don't have pay anything!"
exclaimed Teri.
"Well, not quite," added Kimmy. "Ysee, it says
here that in return, the 'diligent lady
scholars of Constance House' agree to, umm...
'give up their comely charms unto the college
worthies.'"
Sunny scrunched up her pretty face. "What does
that mean?"
"I think," whispered Dean Wormley, hardly
believing what he was hearing. "I think it
means I get to fuck you."
"That's right!" beamed Kimmy. "Constance House
doesn't have to pay any fees and all we have
to do in return is have sex with the Dean."
Angela was aghast. "It's a lie!" she cried.
"The whole thing's a con!"
"I don't think so," said Tom. "Constance Frye
was a great believer in women using their
sexuality to get what they want from men."
Teri stared misty-eyed up at the portrait of
their founder. It was like the busty
bluestocking had reached out across a century
and a half to save their pretty little asses.
"She was quite the feminist."
"Yeah, and she had great tits," added the
Dean.
"Fuck!" yelled Angela. "Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!"
She rounded on the Dean. "Look, Wormley, if
you want any chance of getting into my panties
you better do something about this right now."
The Dean gave her a small, condescending
smile. "And why would I want to do that, Miss
Angel? I have these four lovely co-eds to
choose from."
He turned to look at the Constance House
girls. Teri licked her lips. Sunny blew him a
kiss. Cindy cast him a sultry home-hither
look. Kimmy blushed and giggled. His eyes
shining, the Dean shamelessly leered at the
girls in a way previously denied to him. He
stared at their lithe, young bodies, barely
concealed by their wispy robes. He was like a
kid in a candy store, his eyes flicking from
girl to girl, wondering which tasty piece of
ass he'd sample first.
"Yknow," piped up Nicola, "I guess since my
movie shoot is back on, that kinda makes me an
honorary Constance House girl as well."
Dean Wormley grinned. His cock twitched wildly
at the thought of enjoying the sweet delights
of the Aussie starlet's cunt. "Oh yes," he
murmured.
Nicola took the Dean by the arm. She threw
Angela a bitter smirk. "Tough luck. Still, if
you're going to stick around, I could give you
a small part in my movie. No dialog, just
hanging around topless in the background.
You've got no problem doing nudity, have you?"
Angela glowered at her, too angry to say
anything. Then she marched out of Constance
House vowing never to return to the crappy
little town of Fellwood ever again.
"What about me?" asked Tom. Teri smiled, and
took him by the hand. "I'm sure I'll be able
to accommodate you."
Cindy picked up a couple of fistfuls of the
cash they'd wasted half the morning counting.
"What are we going to do with all this money?"
Sunny's beautiful face lit up. "Hey, I know!
We could throw a party!"
"Sure!" laughed Nicola. "Bikini Sorority House
Party 2!"
END