Sorority Party
Keywords: Sorority, Party,
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The dildo began to vibrate.
The girl's eyes rolled back in her head. A low moan escaped from her lips. I could see her passion rising in her reddening face. Against my will, the now vibrating dildo was driving me to yet another orgasm. She plunged it relentlessly into my wide open pussy. I could feel it vibrating against my G-spot.
We came at the same time. She groaned, her body shaking and writhing between my legs. I cried out as tremors of pleasure rocked me from head to toe. The vibrating beast kept drawing my orgasm out, far longer than any I had had before.
The girl collapsed on top of me, her tits and stiff nipples poking into my larger, soft tits. The buzzing dildo still had me writhing underneath her as she reached down and turned it off.
I could scarcely breath as she rolled off of me, pulling the now silent rubber cock from my pussy with a wet sucking sound. I lay there, not able to even close me legs, let alone cover my naked body. I sobbed with relief, pleasure and shame intertwined to create a strange new emotion.
I heard her leave, and just lay there trying to regain my strength. My mind was in shock. After fifteen minutes or so, I finally found the strength to sit up. My clothes were ruined. Numbly I stole a pair of pants from Dee's closet and a big baggy sweatshirt. The pants were too short and loose in the waist. I didn't care. I left the sorority house without running into anyone I knew.
* * *
I heard the knock at my door. For the last two days I hadn't left my room. In fact I was sitting here still, dressed only in my bathrobe. After the third knock I finally decided that whoever it was wasn't going to go away.
Dee stepped inside as soon as I opened the door. Her chestnut brown hair done up in a practical ponytail. She looked worriedly at me.
"Are you alright?" she asked. "You missed all your classes yesterday and you haven't been answering your phone."
"Sorry," I mumbled. I slumped back on the couch and Dee sat next to me.
"So what's the matter?" she asked.
"I think I might be a lesbian," I said. That was the first time I had let myself contemplate that word in the last two days.
Dee looked shocked. "What makes you say that? You've slept with twice as many guys as I have. There's no way you're gay."
I began to tell her what had happened that night. My voice seemed to come from somewhere else, spilling details without my asking it to. At some point I began to cry and Dee hugged my tightly as I finished.
"Martina," Dee said, an edge of anger in her voice.
"Who?" I asked.
"Martina. That's the girl you...met."
"Oh."
"She's made a habit of seducing co-eds and other sorority sisters. I just never thought she'd stoop to rape."
"How can it be rape if I liked it so much?" I sobbed. My tears were flowing uncontrollably. The pent up emotions of the last two days were all coming out. My doubts and fears, and the dark secret that I had really enjoyed having sex with another woman overwhelmed me.
"I suppose you're right. Did you ever tell her no?"
"Uh...I don't think so. By the time I knew it wasn't Brian, I was so far gone I wanted her to finish."
A deep numbness set in. I just sat on the couch and cried. Dee would talk and ask me questions, but it seemed like she was so far away I didn't need to answer. After a while she gave up and switched tactics.
"Let's get you into a shower," Dee said. "Maybe the warm water will settle you down."
In the bathroom she started the water and took off my robe. I just stood there, tears streaming down my face. With a worried look, Dee stripped off her clothes and pulled me into the shower with her. I stood motionless under the hot water as my best friend washed my hair. I didn't react as she washed my body.
As some point during the shower my tears had stopped. Dee pulled me out of the shower and dried us both off. She kept up a steady patter of conversation, but I wasn't listening. She put on a robe, but left me naked as she walked us back into the bedroom.
Even though I was dry now, my body was shivering. Dee pushed me onto the bed and under the covers. I was still shaking under the cool sheets. I felt Dee climb in with me. She snuggled up behind me and held me in her arms.
"It's not so bad," she said. "I don't think you're a lesbian anyway. I think you might be bisexual. Being seduced by a woman once doesn't undo all the great sex you've had with guys."
Her hands were rubbing my arms and brushing the hair out of my eyes. It felt very much like something my mother might do. I rolled over and hugged her tightly. My naked flesh pressed against the soft terrycloth of her robe. She kissed me lightly on the forehead and stroked my hair.
"You know, nobody got hurt," Dee whispered in my ear. "You had sex with a woman and you liked it. That might be a bit scary at first, but there's nothing really wrong with it."
The warmth of her embrace and the blankets was finally relaxing me. I had stopped shivering. My mind drifted off into that twilight land of half-asleep and half-awake.
Dee gently kissed my forehead. She kissed my closed eyes and my cheeks. Her hands gently stroked my naked back, tracing lazy circle from my neck all the way down to my hips. Her lips wandered down my jawline and planted soft kisses on my earlobe.
Dreamily I rolled my head back. Dee's lips danced down my neck, sending small, pleasant shivers through me. Her hands moved lower, brushing across my ass cheeks.
More asleep than awake, I rolled onto my back and she rolled with me. Lying against my side, Dee's right leg was draped over mine. Her hand was momentarily trapped under my ass.
She slid her hand out from underneath me and proceeded to kiss the hollow where my neck meets my chest. One hand was stroking my forehead, the other was stroking the side of my hip.
I rolled my head back and curled my right arm around her, pulling her close. My nipples were hardening and I could feel a familiar moisture building in my pussy. It all felt very right and natural to my foggy consciousness. It was not Dee doing these delicious things to me but some formless dream lover.
Dee's hand move across my firm stomach, still tracing lazy circles. Her lips continued their feathery wandering down my chest. Her hand came to rest on my ribs, the edge of her fingers brushing the underside of my left tit. Her lips were kissing the deep cleft between my tits, her soft cheeks caressing the smooth flesh of my cleavage.
Her hand and mouth moved simultaneously. The hand cupping one large tit and her mouth capturing the stiff nipple of the other. I arched my back in pleasure, a low purr of contentment rumbling in my throat.
Dee's hand and mouth gently and softly played with my tits. My hands were stroking her hair and shoulders as I slowly undulated beneath her. I was drifting back from dreamland to reality. The burning desire in my groin was dispelling my drowsiness. Dee rolled the rest of the way on top of me, straddling my hips while her mouth and hands played with my tits.
"Dee..." I murmured. "I...I'm not sure about this."
She sat up, still straddling my hips. I suddenly felt naked under her wanton gaze. She stripped her open terrycloth robe off and tossed to the floor. Although I had seen her naked before, in fact I had just taken a shower with her, I had never really looked at her.
Dee's tits were magnificent. They were far larger than mine, but still round and firm. Her nipples were equally large, with wide areolas. Her narrow waist was soft and feminine, not as muscular as mine. The skin of her thighs and ass were soft and warm on my hips. I could feel the wet heat of her pussy pressing into my stomach.
"Just let it happen," Dee whispered. "I doesn't have to be like before. It can be so much better."
She bent over and ever so gently placed her lips on mine. Her stiff nipples brushed against the sensitive flesh of my tits. She carefully licked my closed lips and rained soft kisses on them.
A fragile barrier inside my mind shattered. I opened my mouth to accept her darting tongue. My arms curled around her naked back and I pressed her body full against mine.
We kissed for many minutes. My hands wandering across her naked back and explored the smooth expanse of her ass. Her hands caressed my face and hair.
Ever so gently, Dee broke our kiss. She slid down my body, her lips and tongue licking and kissing their way down to my chest. Her hands stroked the sensitive undersides of my tits while her lips and tongue licked and sucked on my nipples.
My body writhed underneath hers and a soft whimper escaped from my mouth. I wanted to spread my legs and wrap them around her, but Dee had them trapped between her own legs.
Dee's mouth on my nipples was driving me wild. She teased the swollen nubs with her lips, swirling her tongue all around them. She gently pulled on them between her teeth until the distended flesh popped free.
I was delirious with need when she finally began to lick her way down my stomach. With her chin rest just above my hairless pussy lips, Dee finally released my legs. They flew wide open, seemingly with a mind of their own. My pussy wasn't just damp, it was dripping.
Dee began to kiss and stroke my inner thighs. Her soft cheek would brush against my aching pussy, but she passed it by to kiss and stroke the other thigh. I was frantically wriggling and humping my hips trying to get her mouth where I wanted it most.
Then Dee's face pulled away. Her hands gently held my thighs wide open. I could feel her warm breath on my pleading pussy lips. I whimpered wordlessly, trying to hunch my pussy closer to her mouth.
"You have a beautiful pussy," Dee whispered throatily. "I want to lick you all over until you scream."
"Oh, yes," I moaned. "Do it. Please lick me now. I need to feel your mouth on me."
"Oh my God," Krissy thought to herself, "Beth just called her 'mistress!' She really WAS her slave last year!"
Beth reddened with embarassment as she pulled off her clothes, starting with her bluejeans and followed by her t-shirt.
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Keywords: Sorority, Party,