Sorority – part 5

by Autumn Seave

My life changed drastically when I became a full member of the sorority. Everything I wanted or needed was taken care of. Each girl was expected to maintain at least a B+ average to avoid suspicion of anything out of the ordinary among the authorities on campus. You made sure we were able to do so by supplying us with tutors. If our tutors did an extraordinarily good job, they were sometimes rewarded for their services if one or two of the girls expressed interest in administering their reward. Always, you would watch over us to ensure our safety.

A couple times a month you’d send us out shopping for clothes, lingerie, perfume, and sometimes, sex toys. Shopping trips weren’t rewards but something you enjoyed as much as we did. You enjoyed the lingerie we’d bring home to model for you and you loved seeing us well dressed as the other men on campus eyed us appreciatively. You were especially happy when we presented you with a new or unusual toy to play with.

Like the other girls, I never had a boyfriend, but I was never wanting sexually. Any girl was more than happy to eat my pussy, finger fuck me, or to strap one on if I requested it. Of course, I had my favorite playmates – Andrea and Jada – that had been like my older sisters in the house, teaching me all I could possibly want to know about pleasing others. And at least once a week, you would invite me to your quarters for your personal attention. I lived for my weekly ass fucking and you knew it. Not all the girls were fond of getting fucked in the ass. Not all of them could take your cock. You’d wait until I begged for it and then you’d give it to me nice and hard – just the way I liked it.

One of the things you requested each of us do was to keep a fantasy journal. I’d been awkward at first as I was unaccustomed to putting my fantasies into words. At first my entries were short with little detail. You’d write little notes in the margins: “How do you like your pussy eaten?”, “What if I slide my cock between your tits first?”, “Are you touching yourself as I slide my cock inside you?” With your encouragement, my fantasies became more explicit. And each night I spent with you was a fantasy a little more fulfilled.

As time went on, I discovered that I had a fetish for exhibitionism and submission. I wanted to be watched as I was fucked over and over again. I wanted to be told what to do. The more I fantasized about it the more I wanted to feel multiple sets of eyes upon me to view my wantonness. And as much as I loved my sisters, I wanted to be the only pussy in a room full of men.

You rarely commented on these fantasies and you showed no signs of fulfilling them. I figured you just didn’t want to share your girls. But I thought about it. Thinking of you offering me to a roomful of your buddies could make me wet in an instant.

With my birthday coming up, I’d been in the house for about four months. The girls had hinted at the pleasures of your birthday presents. One girl told me of a birthday when she’d had you all to herself for 24 hours straight. She swore that she’d lost count of her orgasms and slept for three days afterwards. After hearing her story and the stories of some of my other sisters, I was eagerly awaiting my birthday.

When the day of my birthday came, I awoke to the sensation of a wet tongue on my clit. I threw back the sheet to find Jada’s face snuggled between my pillowy thighs. Kensey was sitting beside me on the bed. Her long blonde hair tickled my stomach as she bent over me and sucked one of my nipples between her lips.

“Happy Birthday,” she whispered in her sexy Jennifer Tilly voice.

I could only moan in response as Jada sucked my clit into her mouth and sank two fingers into my pussy. Kensey moved her mouth to the other nipple and circled it with her tongue. I sucked in my breath as she pulled on my hardened point and flicked her tongue over it. Meanwhile, Jada was working her tongue furiously over my hardened nub. Her fingers had found my g-spot and were gently tickling me into a frenzy. When Kensey’s mouth moved back to the first nipple she rhythmically sucked while pinching and twisting the other.

They continued working me over, bringing me up and then down, until I couldn’t stand it anymore. I gave them what they were waiting to hear. I begged them to let me come. They smiled devilishly at each other and put all their efforts into making me come in a series of earth splitting orgasms.

When my spasms finally subsided, Jada moved up to give me a birthday kiss.

“So are you excited about your birthday present?” Kensey asked.

“Of course. What do you think it will be?”

“You have to look inside yourself. Deep inside, you already know.”

Before I could ask more questions, Andrea and Chandra appeared at my door.

“Hey sleepyhead. Happy Birthday!”

“Jada and Kensey! What are you doing here so early?”

“Same as you – wishing her a happy birthday!” Jada said as she licked her lips.

Chandra and Andrea laughed.

“Well, we have a birthday present for you as well. We’ve come to prepare you for your present from him.”

They pulled me from my bed and slipped a silk robe around my shoulders. They led me to one of the communal baths. The large tub was filled with steaming, scented water and bubbles.