Sorority – part 3

by Autumn Seave

All of the girls but one left the room. It was Andrea who stayed perched beside me on the bed. She pulled a bottle of oil from the small table and began to warm it in her hands.

“You’ve please us all very well tonight. You seemed to enjoy making each of us come. But now it is time for you to please one more. He is The One we’ve been speaking of. He is the heart of our family. He poses as a university student but he is older than he appears. No one knows his real age, but it doesn’t matter. He has the energy and the stamina of men much younger than himself, but wisdom that comes from experience. His passion is women. If you are pleasing to him, you will join us in a sexual education you could receive no where else.”

She began to rub the oil all over my body, caressing my breasts, massaging my thighs and my calves. The oil smelled of vanilla and coconut.

“His sexual appetite is beyond that of any other man. It usually takes several of us each night to satisfy him. Of course, to make our family safe, anyone who joins us must be willing to deny other men in our lives as long as you stay with us. You’ve completed and passed the STD tests, so, as long as you are pleasing to him, you’ll be asked to join.”

She poured more oil into the palm of her hand and applied it directly to my pussy. She easily slid three of her slender fingers inside me as she finished off her introduction.

“He is well endowed and can come three or four times without resting. Usually two or three of us will join together to tend to his needs. Tonight you alone will be responsible to satisfy him. It may take awhile as he’s been watching us all night long.

“If at any time you can not complete the privilege of pleasing him you can say the safe word – avalanche – and you will be free to go. We’ll take care of him for the rest of the night but you will not be permitted to join our group. Do you understand?”

“Yesss!” I moaned as she slid an oily finger into my ass.

She smirked.

“You’re going to have fun.”

I waited alone on the bed, my body covered in oil, my limbs spread to expose my swollen labia. I shivered in anticipation. There was something about being tied up and not knowing who it was that would enter the room and find me like this that thrilled me. I felt almost as if there wasn’t a damn thing I could control (even though Andrea had made it perfectly clear that saying “avalanche” would stop any and all activity immediately). I had no idea what was going to happen – only that I would be expected to do as I was told.

Finally, there you were. You stood at the end of the bed, allowing me to take in the vision of your naked body. Your dark flesh glistened with the oil the girls had applied lightly to your long lean muscles. Your long lean muscles were well defined and only heightened my arousal. You devoured my vulnerable position with teasing brown eyes and before you stood a long, thick tool that I couldn’t wait for you to use on me.

You straddled my body and began to run your fingers all over. You teased me, only skimming the surface of my desire; circling my nipples, but not touching them; gliding over my outer lips, but not touching my clit. You continued this fantastic torture until my body was squirming beneath you fingertips. I couldn’t help but watch as your dark fingers molded themselves around the pale flesh of my breasts. The contrast was impressive.

Your fingers lingered at my breasts where you rubbed the hard tips with the palm of your hand. I closed my eyes, but opened them in surprise as you pinched each nipple teasingly between your thumb and forefinger. As you twisted each nipple, my clit began to throb and a moan escaped my lips.

Squeezing my breasts together, you rubbed your thumbs over my aching nipples and slid your thick, hard cock between them. At first you slid just the head of your cock into that pretty valley. You massaged the fullness of my breasts, squeezing your cock between my mounds.

“Open your mouth,” you commanded as you slid your full length between my flesh until the first inch of your member entered my mouth. Soon, I was eagerly licking at the head of your cock as you continued to rub my nipples, periodically pinching or twisting.

“Do you want more?” you asked.

I nodded eagerly and you fed me as much of your hard member as I could take.

“That’s a good girl. Suck my cock. Use your tongue.”

My eyes were watering but I forced myself to relax. I wanted to please you. I could feel your cock twitch under my tongue and I knew you were going to come in my mouth soon.

Your hands were in my hair as your cock slid between my lips and over my tongue. “I’m going to come in your mouth and you’re going to swallow.” It was not a question.

No sooner did you say the words than your fingers wrapped themselves in my hair and you began to come. Your cock was so deep in my mouth that your thick come slid right down my throat. That is until you pulled your cock out and squeezed the last few shots onto my lips. I looked up eagerly for your approval as I licked my lips and swallowed the last of it. Your smile showed your pleasure.

You began to tease my body again, this time flicking the tip of your tongue over my highly sensitized nipples. I squirmed as your tongue traced a path over my belly, past my hips, to find that hard, throbbing button I wanted you to touch. You spread my lips so that my swollen clit peeked out from beneath the hood. You flicked it quickly with the tip of your tongue then sucked it between your lips. As you alternated soft and firm suction, I continued moaning in little gasps.