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Sorority Girl

Copyright 2006 Rachael Ross all rights reserved.

Story Codes: F/M, Oral, Romance, College, SciFi-Fantasy

Note: This is written using the alternative universe setting I wrote
in Dabara and so it has elements of FemDom and Transgender in it. I
decided to use standard time/ages in this story, and I'm really still
feeling my way forward. For information on the sex part look on my web
site or on ASSM for the Dabara Fact Sheet, that will explain it in more
detail than you need, probably  :)  -rr

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Sorority Girl - Ch.1

By rache

"I don't know Mom, I'm just not sure if I have what it takes." I
sighed and listened to my mother talk some more. 

Two thousand miles doesn't seem so far on the telephone, but when you
hang up it seems infinitely farther. That's why I was still trying to
explain my reluctance to join a sorority. If she'd been there, facing
me, this conversation would have been over long ago.

"I know, I know...Meet people, it's not who you are, it's who you
know...yayaya..." She hates it when I say that. It's not who you fuck,
it's who you suck; isn't that what you really mean Mother? I was dying
to say it, just to get some real attention. This sorority thing was
just an excuse for our monthly woman to woman chat. On the telephone.
Right. It was going to give me an Oedipus Complex.

I watched the TV out of the corner of my eye. I found myself wishing
Big Bird was on, right then it would have been just...Perfect. Like I'd
never left.

Later, after I'd long forgotten my conversation with my mom, I had
another one. 

"I don't know Susan, I'm just not sure I have what it takes, ya know?"
I sighed with a strange sense of deja vu and listened to my roommate
yell at me from the bathroom. Her voice echoed down the short hallway
into the kitchen and made me wince.

"What? What do you mean, Jen? Of course you have what it takes. Don't
be such a dick." I'd never had a big sister, but I was reasonably sure
that was what one sounded like. 

I looked at my cup-a-soup and dropped my fork into it, pushing it
away. I wasn't hungry anymore, not like that was a whole lot of food
anyway.

"Look." She said padding across the carpet with her wet feet, knotting
one of my towels around her waist. "You're almost in anyway, right? I
mean you have like one thing left to do and that's it, you're home
free." 

"Yeah, I know." I nodded.

She tilted her head to one side and gave me a funny crooked smile
while she rubbed stiff fingers back and forth through her short blonde
hair, separating the wet strands and giving it a puffy spiky kind off
look before combing it straight back.

Susan was a junior and a member of the sorority. She was also my
sponsor, which was why we roomed together. Once I'd accepted the
invitation to apply, my campus housing assignment had suddenly changed.
I wondered if I failed the final test, whatever it was going to be, if
I'd be moving again.

"Then what's the problem?" She put her hands on her hips.

"I like the guy, I don't know." I shrugged. "I don't want to hurt him."

"We're not gonna hurt him, look, being in the Beta Kappa isn't like
joining the Girl Scouts, you gotta prove yourself. Everyone in the
sorority did it." She gave me a slap on the shoulder. "You gonna eat
that?"

"Everyone?" I looked at her and waved my hand, giving Susan my noodles.

"Yep." She said, slurping noisily. "I had a boyfriend, cute one too."

"What happened?" I asked, sitting back a little, turning my chair so I
could face her as she leaned against the counter.

"I'm not supposed to tell you." She grinned at the look on my face.
"Ah, fuck it. I brought him to the initiation, just like they told me
to."

"Yeah, but what happened at the initiation?" I asked impatiently.

"Nah, you gotta go through it." She stabbed the fork in my direction.
"Nobody can tell you that."

I sighed. "I really like him, you know? I mean, I don't know if I'd
marry him but…"

"But what?" Susan laughed. "He's a virgin, right? If you aren't gonna
marry him, who cares if he loses his cherry?"

"What about his feelings?" I asked, not wanting to sound like a dick,
but…

"He'll get over it, believe me." Susan drained the plastic cup. "It's
us or him, that's the deal. I gotta get to the gym."

Susan had a serious body, but she was there on a wrestling scholarship
anyway, so what would you expect? She was like 5'10 and 160 pounds,
quick too, with strong hands and thick thighs. I'd been intimidated by
her at first, being a little taller at 6 feet, but just 150 maybe and
not very muscular at all. Not even particularly athletic, although I
didn't mind the occasional pickup game of basketball with the girls.

I needed to get to the library before it closed. I ran a comb through
my shirt brown hair, grabbed a clean t-shirt out of my dresser, and
pulled it on. It was tight and pulled my breasts flat, making my
nipples standout a little, but that was okay. A girl could get away
with that, especially in a college town; boys were the ones who had to
keep their modesty, as much as most of us wished otherwise. I waited
for Susan, grabbing my backpack as she came back from her bedroom with
her gym bag.

"You should come around the house later." Susan was telling me as I
climbed onto the back of her motorcycle. "It's Brenda's birthday today,
I think they got her a stripper."

"A stripper?" I laughed. "Okay, sure." If nothing else I could have a
few beers with the girls.

About half the membership lived at the sorority itself, a large house
up near Beacon Hill. The rest of the members were scattered around
campus, most of them rooming with pledges like me. The house, as it was
called, seemed to have a party going almost every night and while that
sounds like a lot of fun, it isn't. Not when you're going to college on
an academic scholarship like I was. I needed a room at the library,
that's what I needed.

Or maybe not.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Hey there." I walked up to the reference desk, smiling.

"Hi Jennifer." William smiled back, brushing an imaginary strand of
long blonde hair from his eyes.

He was just about the cutest boy I'd ever seen, not that I had a lot
of experience in such things, but I wasn't the only one with that
opinion, I knew. He was just 5'1" tall, with golden hair falling past
his shoulders. A delicate face, but beautiful all the same, with big
blue eyes and a small slightly upturned nose. His body was tight too,
narrow shoulders and an invisible waist widening to boyish hips and a
nice round ass. I could have eaten him alive, he looked so good just
standing there.

"New outfit?" I asked, not really caring, but also remembering my
mom's advice that guys liked that sort of thing.

"This?" He looked down at his pink sweater, unbuttoned over his white
blouse, and the linen pants he wore. They were just tight enough to
show off the bulge between his thighs and still leave a lot to the
imagination.

He leaned across the desk, lowering his voice. "Do you like it?"

"Yeah. I like it a lot." I smiled, scenting his cologne. "You smell
nice too." I reached up, touching his hair, loving the way it was so
soft and silky. I always liked boys' hair for some reason.

"You're going to get me in trouble." He licked his lips, painted
faintly red.

"And that's a bad thing?" I teased him. "You wanna help me find some
old newspapers?"

He giggled and stood up straight. "I get off in 2 hours. I have to
work."

"But I can get you off right now." I grinned and William blushed,
looking around nervously in case someone might have heard me.

"Be nice." He said finally and turned away, but he was smiling and I
just nodded. That was the problem with virgins like William, he just
wanted to tease me, probably all the way to the alter. But I didn't
come to college to meet a husband.

William was just dying to lose his virginity anyway, he was just
fighting it. That was why he found me an hour later, pushing a little
cart of books, and pretending to ignore me, but he was looking over his
shoulder when he went around the corner into the one of the old disused
aisles of the library. There weren't a lot of people in the place
anyway, and this wasn't the first time we'd fooled around in the stacks
of books.

I closed my notebooks, stacked my books up on the table, and got up. I
should have kept on studying, but I'd gotten a good hour in and that
was really more than I'd planned on anyway.

The library was old, one of those typical gothic places with high
ceilings and big heavy oak bookcases that divided the place into poorly
lit corridors. It wasn't so bad during the day, when sunlight from
Baran and Alde flooded through the big windows, but it was long past
sunset now.

I approached William from behind and he knew I was there, but he still
gave a small jerk of surprise when I put my arms around his waist,
pulling his back against me. I kissed his neck while he fidgeted,
gasping softly and telling me to stop without really meaning it. I let
him twist around, keeping my arms around the man and looking down into
his pretty blue eyes.

"I thought you weren't gonna fool around." I said softly.

"Who's fooling around?" He smiled impishly.

"You are." I kissed his lips quickly and then kissed him again,
running my tongue across them.

William responded eagerly, the way he always did, parting his lips and
taking my tongue into his sweet warm mouth, sucking on it gently and
wrapping his arms around my neck. He always complained that we were
going to get caught, but I think that was part of the thrill for him.
William was always hot in the library and then after he got off work
he'd cool down, which could be more than a little frustrating for me.

I slid my hands down to squeeze his ass, pulling him against me so I
could feel the lump of his cock against my thigh. That was the
excitement for me, or part of it anyway, knowing I had a virgin in my
arms, and not some hag that no girl would touch, but a serious hottie.
William was 21 years old, a senior in his final year of college, and
that was maybe another reason I had to be careful. A boy like that was
looking for marriage, looking to set it up before he had to go back to
the real world and meet other girls, start the game all over from
scratch.

We'd talked around it. We'd talked about everything over the six
months we'd been dating, everything but marriage. And that's what I had
to decide on, and soon, because it was either I asked William to marry
me, or I invited him to my sorority initiation. And while I wasn't
exactly sure what was waiting for us down either of those two paths, it
seemed fairly obvious that one would make William the happiest man in
the world, and the other would be…something less than that.

All I knew about the initiation was that all the women being initiated
had to bring a man with them, a virgin man, and he would lose his
cherry. I didn't know how, I didn't even know why really, except it was
some stupid sorority thing, like drinking contests and panty raids. And
of course it was just a bit more serious than those, especially for the
guys.

"Mmmm…" William sighed, moving a hand to my chest and finding my
smallish breasts, playing with the left one, massaging me through my t-
shirt until my nipple grew hard. "Let me kiss it…" He whispered and I
looked around.

"What if someone sees?" I asked.

"Shhh…" He smiled up at me, tugging my shirt up and dipping her head
slightly so she could find my suddenly exposed left breast, kissing my
nipple gently before sucking it between her soft lips.

Some guys didn't like female breasts, because they were so weird
probably, so out of place on the feminine body. But William didn't
mind, he had a breast fetish or something, and when we'd first started
dating it had made me feel a little uncomfortable, like maybe he was a
lesbian. But I was pretty sure by now that he was a raging hetero, and
his mouth did feel so good working on my nipple the way it did.

"Yeah…" I sighed, urging the boy on to the other one. He kissed and
licked his way to my right breast, chewing my nipple lightly until it
was hard and burning with desire.

I kept my hands on his back, sliding up and down, occasionally
reaching as far as his ass, giving him a squeeze as he worked my
nipple. My clit was hard and I could feel my sex getting greasy in my
briefs. Once in awhile I could get William to give me head, but never
in the library. It was just too messy, he always protested, and I had
to admit I did cum a lot. But that boy's mouth on my body was driving
me crazy and I was pushing him down, urging William to his knees, to do
it for me just this once.

"Suck me, Willie…" I whispered.

"Do you want me too?" He smiled up at me, teasing me with his smile.

"Oh God yes, please boy...."

"Move the cart." He was a little red faced and nervous and I pulled
the cart so that nobody walking past the aisle would see him
immediately and know what we were doing.

This was just crazy, I knew, getting a suckjob from my boyfriend in
the library, but it was exciting and I could understand the thrill
William got from fooling around here. Public sex had never really got
my attention before, even when we'd kissed and petted a little on
numerous occasions previously. But this was crossing the line and my
heart was pounding in my chest as William unzipped my jeans pulling
them and my underwear down just far enough so that he could use his
mouth on my humid cunt.

I hitched a sharp breath when I felt his tongue touching my skin,
playing with me through the soft curling pubic hair that covered my
sex. He lapped at my clit, holding my thighs and bringing my small bud
of female desire to full attention. I wasn't as big down there as some
girls, but I didn't have anything to be ashamed of either. William
liked my clit well enough and soon I felt him take me between his lips,
flicking his tongue across my clitoris until I was arching my back with
pleasure. 

"Oh yeah, baby…" I was whispering, trying to stay quiet, "…suck
it…suck my clit…"

William was working my pussy good, working his tongue inside me, his
chin pressed between my spread thighs and his face tilted upward. I
loved watching the boy's eyes as he wriggled his long pink tongue for a
few moments and then pulled away, going back to my clit, swallowing my
juices and panting softly for air. His lipstick was smeared, just a
little, and his cheeks and chin were wet and shiny.

I was close to cumming and we both knew it, I was trying to hold him
close, forgetting everything else but my desire to finish in William's
mouth. He was resisting though, knowing he still had another half hour
at least before the library closed and he was off work. It would have
been hard to walk around with my cum all over his face and hair.

"After work, okay?" He licked his lips, rubbing his hands up and down
my bare thighs.

I was so hot for him I could hardly think straight and I held his
shoulders in my hands, only reluctantly letting him go. "Okay…" I
breathed, smiling weakly, "…but after work…" I lifted my eyebrows
suggestively, forcing myself to relax.

"We'll talk about it." He giggled and I knew he was teasing me. The
boy had brought me right to the edge and I was already pretty wet. "I
have to go powder my nose."

He needed to wash his face more like, but William always liked playing
the stereotypical guy, but I didn't mind; it was pretty cute. I pulled
up my pants, frowning at the wetness between my legs. I should have
brought a tampon, I thought, which were marketed as female hygiene
products, but everyone knew they were just cum absorbers. The first
time I'd bought a package when I was barely 17 I'd blushed at the
teenage boy who was working the cash register, but he'd been cute and
back then I'd been pretty shy anyway.

I was still shy, really. Or not outgoing is probably a better
description. How I'd hooked up with William I still wasn't sure, we'd
just happened to meet and he'd done most of the talking until I finally
asked him to have lunch with me. I'd had boyfriends before, but this
was college and I'd just been a brand new freshman. I think it had made
me grow up fast, which would have made my mom proud anyway.

William's ass moved nicely as he walked away from me, pushing his cart
and heading towards the restrooms. He'd confused me a little, mostly
since I figured any boy who would make out with a girl, and especially
give a girl a suckjob, would put out some dick too. I mean virgins
weren't supposed to be hot little sex puppies, were they? William was,
sometimes, but he wouldn't let me in his panties though. I'd played
with a his cock a few times, gotten him hard a drooling precum, but
he'd always stopped us before anything serious could happen.

And me, being the nice girl that I was, hadn't complained. I'd let him
get me off with his mouth, or his long delicate fingers, or if he
didn't, I'd go back to my room and jerk off. Usually I'd cum thinking
about his big hard cock and how his cherry had felt, that hard little
knot of flesh right at the base of his penis, just above his balls.
William had a great pair of balls too, large and heavy and full of
sperm. He let me play with them once in awhile, when I managed to get
him really worked up, but usually he was afraid I'd break his cherry
and he'd push me away.

It could be more than a little frustrating.

=-=-=-=-=-=

I waited outside while William finished up whatever he had to do when
the library closed. He'd been working there a long time and really
liked it, even though he didn't look like a librarian at all. He was
getting his degree in English Literature, so I suppose being a
librarian made sense, but he really wanted to be a teacher. I just
hoped he'd teach like first graders and not high school, because if I'd
ever had a teacher that looked like him when I was going through
puberty I'd have failed every class.

"Hi." William smiled at me, coming down the steps with his purse over
his shoulder and some books clutched to his chest.

"Hey." I smiled back. "Let me carry those."

"No, it's okay." He shook her pretty blonde head just a little.

We started walking. It was a night evening, with Baran just below the
horizon giving the sky a soft yellow glow to the east. To the west it
was darker and we could see the stars, thousands of them, millions
maybe, twinkling carelessly.

"Is your roommate home?" I asked, slipping my arm around William's
waist.

"Yeah, probably." He nodded and then glanced up at me, "Is yours?"

"I doubt it, I think he's going to be spending the night up at the
house."

"The house." William said it with a roll of his eyes. "That sorority
thing?"

"Yeah, that's it." I shrugged, knowing William thought sororities were
a waste of time, at least the non-academic ones like the Kappa Beta.

"Are you still joining them?" He'd been trying to change my mind for a
month, not too hard, but dropping hints like I could do better.

"I guess so." I shrugged again. "My mom was a Kappa Beta Beta, so…"
What more did I need to say?

"Kappa Beta Beta." William giggled. "It sounds like a song or
something."

"Oh come on, be nice." I said patiently.

"I am being nice, all those girls do is party and try to get into
boys' panties."

"Well, yeah…" I laughed. "But they have a lot of members and I'm not
going to be in college forever, knowing the right people can help
later." I was sounding just like my mom.

"The right people." William clucked his tongue. "You don't think
you'll be successful without them?"

"No, I didn't say that." I narrowed my eyes a little. "I just think
it's easier you know? I mean why not meet people who can help me when I
need a job or whatever?"

"It's up to you." He sighed, and that meant he thought I was so wrong
it wasn't even worth discussing any longer. Guys could be so
frustrating sometimes.

"My initiation is next week." I said, despite the fact that I should
have just dropped the subject altogether.

"Hmph." He made a little noise of disinterest.

"They said uh…" I hesitated, not sure of where I was going with this.
"…they said I could bring you to it, if I wanted." I cleared my throat.
"I mean if you wanted."

"And what, watch a bunch of women in robes spank your butt with a
paddle?" He giggled and shook his head. "No thanks."

"Well, I don't think they do that." I said defensively, but in truth I
had no idea what they did.

"Whatever they do, you can tell me all about it." He looked up at me,
frowning a little. "But I don't want to see it."

We walked for awhile in silence, William not wanting to talk to me,
and I couldn't think of anything to say. It was lonely like that, even
though I still had my arm around him, I felt separated from the boy and
I didn't like it very much. I liked it even less when William pulled me
to the right, towards his dorm, when my place was a few blocks straight
ahead of us.

"I thought we were going to my place." I said, stopping and tightening
my grip on his waist, just a little.

"I'm kind of tired." William looked at me. "I think I'm just going to
go back to my room."

"Oh." I pursed my lips a little, searching for some words to change
his mind.

"I'll see you later okay?" He gave me a little smile, sort of a sad
disappointed one that really felt like a little kick in the cunt.

"I'll uh, I'll walk you…" I offered, but he was already slipping away
from me.

"No, that's okay." He shook his head. "Good night."

"Night." I just stood there, wishing I wasn't such a dick all the time.

Being with William gave me a lot of confidence, but he could take it
away with just a look and a word anytime he felt like it. It was one of
those weird powers that men held over women and I don't think any girl
ever really understood it. I know I didn't. Once in awhile we'd get in
these little arguments, not fights or anything, just finding ourselves
at odds with each other, and I always came out the loser for it.
Standing there by myself, watching him walk away, and there was nothing
I could do about it.

"Shit." I muttered, turning around and heading home. I'd still been
worked up from that little suckjob in the library too, my sex
throbbing, just a little and now I wasn't getting anything except maybe
some fresh blisters on my fingers. William had got me all hot and then
cut me off, just like that, and while the sex wasn't the real important
thing, it didn't help me any either.

I got halfway up the block, thinking I should just go to bed, but
knowing I'd be on the phone as soon as I got through the door, calling
William and apologizing. It didn't matter that I hadn't done anything
wrong, I'd be the one apologizing, because I was the woman. I'd seen my
own dad do the same thing to my mom, not a lot, but sometimes, like if
she'd stay out too late playing poker with the girls, mom would be
waking up on the couch. It had seemed kind of funny when I'd been
younger, but I wasn't laughing now.

I turned toward Beacon Hill, and the Kappa Beta House, not for any
real good reason, but just because I'd had a little surge of womanly
pride and I didn't want to make that phone call. William could call me
this time, I decided, maybe I'd find out what he was really thinking.
Besides, it was Brenda's birthday so maybe there really was a stripper
up there. 

"Yo! Jennifer!" Sarah was waving a beer at me, laughing with some of
the other girls from the second floor balcony. The music was loud, I'd
heard it from 2 blocks away, and now that I was walking up the steps it
was really blasting.

"Hey Pledge." Mary was pushing a beer in my hand as soon as I walked
through the wide open door. "You were sposed to help setup."

"I was?" I looked around, the house looked just like it always did. A
mess. "Sorry."

"Ah, it's cool, sis." Susan was right there too. "I forgot to tell ya."

They were all pretty buzzed already and the house was full of people,
girls mostly, a couple guys looking out of place, clutching their
girlfriend's arms. It was like that old Animal House movie, except
maybe not quite so bad as that. The house was nice, with decent
furniture, a big screen TV, killer stereo, a pool table in another
room, even a little study room, but nobody ever used it. Mostly the
place just looked seriously lived in by a dozen college girls, which it
was.

"You ready for the big day?" Mary was asking me, leaning close and
speaking loudly.

I just nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Guess so?" Mary took a big swallow of beer. She was like 6'3" and 180
pounds, really buff too, with a shaved head and an earring in her left
ear. She played safety on the football team.

Most of the sorority members were at school for sports and so it was a
little hard understanding why they'd want me for a member, but I was a
legacy pledge since my mom had been in it. That didn't mean they had to
accept me, but they did have to give me a chance. William had suggested
that maybe they just wanted a member or two with brains to help them
pass their classes, do their term papers or something, and that almost
seemed likely, but I hoped not. I had a heavy enough course load as it
was, taking pre-law and wanting to be done with it quickly.

"You invite your boyfriend? What's-his-name?" Susan asked.

"Uh…" I dipped my head, smiling sheepishly. "I mentioned it to him,
yeah."

"So?" Susan laughed, waving his arm and spilling some beer from the
plastic cup he was holding.

"So, he's…thinking about it." I nodded, like that was the honest truth.

"Oh fuck," Mary chuckled, "don't let him think about it, drag his
sweet ass in here!"

"Who's gotta sweet ass?" Kylie had wandered over, the vice-president
of the chapter.

"Jen's boyfriend." Susan grinned. "He's hot."

"Ah, come on…" I started to protest, not really wanting to hear their
views on my boyfriend or his ass.

"Yeah I heard that." Kylie nodded. "Have to bring him around so we can
meet him."

"So he can meet us, you mean!" Mary laughed drunkenly, the double
entendre painfully obvious.

I smiled, nodding, trying to be one of the girls, but I felt out of
place. William had seen to it that I would, his absence making me see
them as he did, a bunch of drunk idiots. There was a cure for that
though, and I drained my beer in 4 large swallows, determined to spite
my boyfriend's opinion.

"Whoa, slow down!" Susan laughed. "Save yourself, you got a number yet?"

"A number?" I looked down as someone dropped a full cup into my empty
one.

"You look empty, sis." Wendy laughed. She was carrying a little stack
of her own, 4 or 5 empties slid one into another with a full cup on
top. I wondered how she could drink out of it without spilling, but
maybe she couldn't. Her t-shirt was soaked through and I could see her
dark nipples standing out hard. I looked away quickly, not wanting to
look like I was a fag or anything.

"Yeah." Susan was saying, then she looked around. "Hey, Julie, get
over here!" She yelled, then to me, "Julie's got the numbers."

"Oh, okay." I had no idea what Susan was talking about so I just drank
more beer. "I thought you said there was gonna be a stripper."

"What? Oh…" Susan started, but Julie was there.

"You need a number?" Julie's deep voice always surprised me, like she
was chewing gravel or something. She didn't wait for an answer, but
pressed a slip of paper into my hand. "You're number 7…Lucky seven!"
She laughed, slapping me on the shoulder so my beer sloshed around.

"…couldn't make it so we got a replacement." Susan was still talking.

"Huh?" I looked at her. "What's the number for?"

"For the replacement, dumbass!" Mary had wandered away and now
wandered back.

"They're on number…" Susan stood up on her toes, looking between me
and Mary, "…five, so you got about half an hour then you better get in
line."

"In line?" I laughed, like was anyone gonna explain this?

"Hey, I gotta go see a woman about a horse…" Susan left us to find a
bathroom and I found myself drifting through the house, saying hello to
my soon-to-be sisters, and feeling out of place.

I was wondering what William was doing, if he'd really gone to sleep,
or if he was sitting there, watching TV or reading a book, just waiting
for me to call. I missed him suddenly, and it had nothing to do with
sex, I mean I really missed him, just being with him, and it was like I
had a hole inside me. I remember the first boy I'd ever had a crush on,
way beck when I was just a kid, and this felt the same way, except a
hundred times worse. Was that love? I thought maybe it was and had more
beer, wanting the feeling to go away.

"Oh, shit…Check that out!" I heard voices, laughing and cheering.
"Look at that guy!...Julie H. Christ…"

It was in the den, or what passed for a den anyway, with the big
television mounted against one wall and an old worn sofa and some
stuffed chairs arranged around it. Four girls were sitting there,
grinning intently at the TV and I walked in.

"..The hell is that?" I gasped.

"Hey Jen! Pull up a chair, girl, you gotta see this shit!" Vicky was
waving at me, circling her arm to draw me closer.

"It's fuckin bukake, girl, this Japanese guy he takes like a hundred
chicks on his face!" Someone else laughed.

"Those Japs are out there!" Another girl was nodding, drinking her beer.

I sat down on the sofa, staring at the huge screen as the Japanese
guy, who looked like a drowned rat more than anything else, knelt on a
sheet of plastic, his face tilted up as a woman rubbed her cunt hard
over his head. He was drenched in girl goo, just smothered with it,
giving him a soft golden sheen. Cum was mostly colorless really, but I
guess taking a few dozen loads gave it some color anyway. His hair was
long and black, and plastered wet to his face and neck. He was wearing
some kind of uniform, like an airline steward or something, and that
was soaked through as well.

I watched the crazy scene while my friends laughed and added
commentary, clapping loudly when the girl finally came and her cum
sprayed out in a chaotic stream, washing over the guy's face and into
his mouth. He swallowed quickly as another woman took her place,
cumming almost immediately. I'd never seen anything like that in my
life, never even heard of it really, and it was vaguely exciting, if
not seriously perverted. I honestly didn't know what I thought about it.

"Where's the dog movie?" Someone asked, "Let's see the dog shit."

"Yeah, that dog guy!"

"Dog guy?" I blinked, looking at Vicky and she laughed.

"We got all the good porn, girl. Ever seen a guy fuck a dog?" Vicky
grinned. "It's crazy!"

"We even got one of a woman getting fucked by a dog, wanna see that?"
One of the girls was holding up two old VHS tapes, looking at me like I
had to decide.

"Uhhh…" I shook my head. 

"Let's see the guy, come on…" Vicky was saying, "…put it in, he's cute."

"Sounds good to me." I shrugged, not having anything better to say.
Bestiality? I wasn't sure I wanted to see that, but I was kind of
curious. I mean, it was just watching, right? Not like I was actually
doing it or anything.

Sure enough, when the tape started playing there was a pretty hot guy,
small and dark skinned, with long kinky hair and large breasts dripping
milk as he played with them, rubbing his wet fingers all over his
swollen tits.

"He's pregnant!" I gasped and the other girls just laughed at me.

"Maybe he's gonna have puppies!" Someone laughed and I could see
another guy leading a large black dog into the scene. He was sexy too,
but his chest was flat as a board and he obviously wasn't pregnant.

"Lesbian dog fuckers." Vicky chuckled. "That's the title."

"Oh yeah?" I stared at the screen, forgetting all about my beer.
Lesbians were always hot for some reason and I licked my lips as the
guy who'd brought in the dog got on his hands and knees, out of frame
for a second until the camera angle moved and we could see the pregnant
guy's huge penis standing straight out from his slender body.

The guy on his knees took the cock in his mouth for a few minutes,
sucking preggo's cock while we all stared. The guy was small, with a
great ass, but it was the size of his penis, which was almost
ridiculous, 10 inches at least, combined with his large firm breasts
that really made it crazy. I'd never seen a pregnant guy having sex
before, even lesbian sex, but here it was. He must have been making a
lot of milk too, because it was running down his caramel body like pale
rain.

"Fuckin Brazilians…We oughta go down to Rio for Autumn Break next
year, the whole bunch of us…"


"Yeah, no shit, charter a plane or something, find some of these dog
fucking lesbian guys…"

The girls were talking and I tried to keep up, but mostly I just
watched the screen, feeling my clit throbbing like crazy. I wanted to
rub myself, just a little, but I couldn't with the other girls there.
That would have been a little weird. So I just squirmed a little,
watching as the pregnant guy finally mounted the dog, his sexy friend
guiding his cock into the animal's vagina.

"Fuck…" I breathed, watching as the dog took all of the guy slowly,
barely even noticing it looked like, but she must have felt good
because I could se the dog pushing back a little with her legs, the
muscles underneath tightening noticeably.

"Pretty hot, huh?" Vicky laughed.

"Yeah." I agreed, feeling just a little embarrassed that I was getting
so turned on watching a porn flick with a bunch of other girls.

"Hey, Jen, you got seven, right?" Mary was in the doorway suddenly,
interrupting the entertainment. "You better get your ass upstairs," she
grinned, "or you'll lose your spot!"


"Oh, right." I nodded, still not knowing what that was about.

"Later girl…have fun, Jen…see ya…" The girls waved me off and I headed
for the stairs, passing one of those electric number machines that
someone had nailed to the wall. It was reading 006 and I wondered
briefly where they would ever get one of those. Probably stole it from
some store or something.

There were a half-dozen girls upstairs, crowded around an open door,
and I saw Susan there. "Hey, come on, you're late." She said, and I
walked down the hall.

"Late for what?" I asked, and then I found out as Susan pushed me
between a couple girls and into the bedroom.

"Take of your pants, girl," Susan said. The girls around her were all
saying the same thing, telling me to hurry, and get ready, and have
fun. Stuff like that.

On the bed one of the Sorority Sisters, a girl named Diane, was on top
of a guy, riding his cock slowly while he groaned and moved his hips,
obviously lost as he was cumming almost continuously. He was familiar
to me, from one of my classes, and pretty good looking, with dark hair
and eyes, a nice body and a pretty face. I couldn't remember his name
or anything, but I'd never have guessed he'd be doing something like
this, getting gang-banged by a sorority.

"Mmmm…" Diane looked over her shoulder at me, grinning. "I came like
20 minutes ago, it's just about done….you have to get on quick, okay?
Don't let him go soft…" She was breathing hard as her vagina spasmed
around the guy's penis, milking him for every drop of sperm the girl
could get.

"How long has he…" I started taking off my pants, kicking off my
shoes, and feeling more than a little self-conscious, but after seeing
those movies downstairs the need to get off was a little overwhelming.
And if the other girls didn't care, well I wasn't going to be shy, not
with a cute boy just waiting for me to fuck him.

"About 3 hours." Diane chuckled, taking a deep breath and grinding her
cunt down on him hard. "Not much left in his balls, but he's nice and
big…uh, fuck…believe me…real big…"

I rubbed my clit while I stood there, staring at the first gang-bang
I'd ever seen in my life, which was actually kind of tame, really. I
might have expected a girl to sit on his face or something, maybe a
couple more getting fingered, but this was just one on one, and I was
going to get sloppy sevenths just as soon as Diane's hymen let go of
the guy's prick so she could get off of him.

The guy was enjoying it, although it was hard to tell. I mean he was
having an orgasm, the soft muscles of Diane's pussy were seeing to
that, but by now all he was pumping was seminal fluid, as fast as his
body could make it. It would make for a serious ache in his balls
though, as they tried to pump out non-existent sperm. This was called
dry fucking and women loved it, well, most women did, but for men it
was usually something they tried to avoid. Unless they had a serious
submissive streak, or a fetish for such things.

"Ohhhmmm…there…there…okay…" Diane was breathing hard and getting my
attention. "You're up girlfriend!" She laughed, pulling herself free
with a wash of fluid that seemed to pour out of her, splashing around
the guy's cock and balls and soaking into the mattress beneath him.

I was ready too and I didn't waste anytime straddling the man, finding
his cock agreeably large and wonderfully large. Not as big as the guy
in that porn flick maybe, but bigger than average anyway, and I sank
down on him quickly, feeling his penis stretching my sex and reaching
deep inside me. It wasn't going to take me long to cum, that was for
sure, and I put my hands on his flat chest, pressing his hard little
nipples under my palms as I rocked my hips, fucking him like the little
boy he was.

"Ohhhh…please…mmmm not so….not too hard…." He was looking up at me,
his face flushed red and his dark brown eyes wide. He'd stopped cumming
finally, after Diane's sex had relaxed its grip, and now I just had to
keep him hard long enough to make me cum. Once I had an orgasm my own
pussy would clamp down on his penis like a velvet vise, making both of
us feel really, really good.

"It's okay…" I breathed, "…just let me fuck you, baby…you're so
good…just let me cum…"

I was grinding myself against him hard, mindless of the discomfort he
must have been feeling after 3 hours of sex. Most people fucked for an
hour or so, maybe 90 minutes if it was really good, just half an hour
for a quickie. This guy had been going all night and somewhere behind
me was number 8 and probably number 9 too, but that's why they called
it a train.

We were groaning together when I came just a few minutes after I'd
started fucking him. I felt my orgasm rushing through me, stealing my
senses and just dropping me into a pit of pleasure. I was only dimly
aware of my hymen seizing around the man's cock, gripping his shaft and
locking him inside me, creating a dam so he could fill me with sperm
and make a baby for us. But that would be one chance in a billion
really, not only because I was probably not ovulating, but he just
didn't have that much sperm left in him.

But it was nice to imagine anyway as I wrestled with the huge orgasm
that my body had been begging for ever since I'd been in the library
with William several hours before. I was hot and  breathless and
rolling my ass, working that big cock all over inside, while my vaginal
muscles began contracting around it. I was going to be having those
spasms for 20 or 30 minutes at least, like one endless cum, not as good
as the big one, but not bad either and any moment the man beneath me
would start cumming again as well, groaning and jerking, thrusting with
his hips uncontrollably as his body reacted instinctively.

It was going to be a nice long fuck for both of us, and I finally
forgot all about William…at least for the moment.

end ch.1

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TBC Immediately

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