Sorority slavegirls

CHAPTER THREE

Vickie felt the pressure in her cunt become more and more intense. Jeff had shoved his cock in deeper, forcing her itching, aching cuntal walls to spread widely apart and form a big tunnel. She was so hot, so wet down there! Vickie wanted all his dick inside. How marvelous it was to have that fat long thing fucking continually inside her, shoving down so far the young girl was sure it would come out of her ass! And still there seemed to be more cock-meat!

"Good fuck, good tight fuck!"

Jeff groaned, pushing his rod through her tight, slippery pussy-meat. He could swear his dick-head was cooking in her hot cunt-juice as it shoved aside the virgin tissue.

Then suddenly both of them stiffened. Jeff had run into a barrier, a wall of flesh blocking the lower depths of Vickie's pussy.

"That's your cherry, man. It's your fuckin' cherry. I'm gonna have to pop it."

Vickie's eyes opened and widened. All the stories about the first fuck shot back into her head. Her mother's sad face appeared in front of her and the young girl remembered the story about all that bleeding, all that pain.

"No, no, please. I don't want this to happen. Please, take it out!" Vickie wailed. She pressed her hands against Jeff's shoulders and tried to shove him off. The blonde teenager twisted as best she could. But Jeff had her pinned to the bed. All she could do was relax and prepare herself for the pain.

"Hold still, damnit!" Jeff commanded, grabbing her roughly by the shoulders and holding her still. His dick-head was pressing hard against the thick wall of flesh. His fat shaft bent slightly at the middle while he shoved down and grunted with the effort.

"Nooooo!"

Vickie tossed and twisted in his grasp, her head rolling from side to side. Tears oozed from under her eyelids while her nostrils flared. She couldn't take much more of this pain. Her fingers dug into the topsheet while her legs moved up and down. "It's givin' way, babe, givin' way. Ohhhhh!"

Jeff sucked in a deep breath and held it, lunging down with all his might. The wall gave way, tearing loose and peeling back, letting his dick-head into the dark, velvety depths of the blonde's lower snatch. Finally the young man had every inch of his cock rammed into her cunt. His body came to rest on top of Vickie's. He lay down on her tits, his breathing slowly coming back to normal.

"Okay, honey?"

"Ohhhhh."

Vickie was unsure. She'd felt the jolt of pain and had nearly been knocked unconscious from it. She lay there quietly, drinking in the sensation of being fully fucked. It was strange to have his dick all the way inside. It throbbed against the sides of her pussy, feeling as if it were some small, wild animal. "Will it hurt again?" the young woman finally managed to ask.

"No, no, from now on it's gonna be good fuckin' for you. You're gonna love every second of it," Jeff said, his lips curling up into a sensuous smile. Ohh, how she loved that smile. It made her shiver all over when he flashed it at her.

"Kiss me," she begged, hooking her arms around his neck and drawing his face down. "No invitation needed," Jeff answered. His lips pressed hard against hers, his tongue diving deep into her mouth while he started moving his hips back and forth. Vickie loved the sensation of his cock stirring around in her pussy. She could feel his fat, hairy balls dragging along her asscheeks, pressing against her fat cunt-lips. Ohhh, what a ticklish sensation! The girl groaned into Jeff's mouth, moving her ass around in a counter-rhythm to increase the friction.

"Ohhhh!" the girl cried, tearing her mouth away. She felt his prick grinding against her clit, making the tiny nub sputter with growing excitement. The wild sexual fury she'd felt earlier came back now with increased energy, making her gasp for air.

"Man, I haven't had anybody as tight as you for a damned long time. None of those fuckin' sorority types…" Jeff couldn't speak any further. The throbbing in his dick cut off his speech.

Vickie squirmed more furiously under him. She clung desperately to him, her plump buttocks quivering with each upward thrust.

"More, more, more!" Vickie gasped. Ohh, how good it was to feel the rushing of his hot dick-head over her cuntal folds and hollows. Juice flowed freely from her pussy, wetting down her thighs, plastering down her cunt-hairs, soaking Jeff's balls as the big man fucked her harder and more furiously.

"Yeah, yeah?" he grunted, strands of his long black hair hanging in his eyes.

"Ohhhhhhh, God!"

He was hammering his dick against her clit. The girl was moaning loudly as flashes of fire raced through her pussy, making her asshole, her tits, her belly contract. She was a sex machine, a wild woman teetering on the brink of her first big orgasm. Vickie's eyes flicked open while her fingernails dug deep into the young man's back. She was going to explode! Vickie was certain she would come apart with the sexual explosion building up deep inside her. She felt her legs wrap around his lower back and her ass fly off the bed to meet his wild fucking.

"Get ready, baby, get it ready," Jeff warned. The bed squeaked and groaned as the two of them hammered at one another's body. Vickie felt her body tightening up into pre-orgasmic tightness. Her muscles quivered. Then the young man stopped his fucking for an instant. Vickie looked up and saw Jeff's face turn into a mask of intense pain. His head shook while his lower jaw slackened. Oh, God, he was going to come!

"Fuck!"

The young man growled like a rabid dog, flinging himself on top of Vickie and holding tightly onto her as his balls contracted and squeezed out the first hot wad of jizz into his prick. Vickie could feel his cock throbbing inside her. Her pussy-walls quivered, then tightened around his rod.

"Baby, cum, Goddamnit, cummmm!"

Vickie felt something hot and wet jetting against her cuntal walls. She screamed back, throwing her head from side to side while feeling his jizz fill her pussy and spill out.

"Cummmmm?" the trembling blonde shouted, clawing at Jeff's shoulders as her snatch walls crashed in. It felt as if the entire world were blowing apart. The young teenager thrashed from side to side, her legs kicking up, her tits jiggling, her body writhing on the narrow bed. Hot flashes ripped through her convulsing cunt as her orgasm peaked. Vickie could swear her snatch contracted two to three times for every squirt shooting out of Jeff's cock-rod.

When she came out of her orgasm, the young woman opened her eyes and saw Jeff smiling down at her.

"Shit, honey, that was one hell of a fuck! Christ, I don't think any of the frat guys've ever had a fuck like this."

Vickie didn't know how to take it. Suddenly she felt cheap, sluttish, all the things her mother told her she'd be feeling if she fucked with a man before she married. The young woman rolled her head away and blinked back the tears.

"I… wanna get back to my dorm. I've got some studying to do," Vickie said haltingly. She had to get away from here, go some place where she could sit down and think about what had just happened.

"Sure you don't wanna stay? Hey, I could get hard again in a couple of minutes."

Vickie's flesh chilled as Jeff rubbed his hands softly and slowly up and down her arms, her thighs, her sides. The young teenager could well image the athlete growing hard again, sticking his long thick dick back up her pussy, making her whimper for more cock-meat while his balls slapped against her ass. Yes, the thought was exciting. Even now, exhausted from her first fuck, Vickie could feel her pussy tightening at the thought of being fucked again. Her sudden arousal, this thought coming into her head frightened her. No, she had to resist, she had to get back to her dorm room and think.

"No, please, it's getting late."

The blonde teen pushed herself up and peered out the window. It was getting late. The girls at the sorority could only be thinking the worst about her and Jeff. Everyone had seen them leave together. Besides, she had her books to get ready, her pencils… ohhhhh, going to college was going to be so much fun, so much of an academic challenge. And she had started it off with this… ohhh, it was too terrible to think about!

"Hey, what's the matter?" Jeff asked, pulling Vickie's hands away from her face.

"Just leave me alone. I want to get back," the girl sobbed, wiping the tears from her face. "Christ, all right!"

Jeff rolled out of bed, picking up the pile of clothes, tossing it into the girl's lap.

"If you're so fuckin' anxious to get out of here, go. You're gonna find out there's a whole lotta fuckin' goin' on here at UCLA. Shit, they fuck in the library, fags fuck in the johns, all kinda shit. If you think you can play Miss Goody Two-shoes here, you're wrong. Go to Loyola if you want religion," Jeff said disgustedly, swaggering off to the bathroom and slamming the door behind him.

Vickie felt humiliated. She'd violated some sort of code, offended a man who had been nice to her, befriended her, shown her a pleasure she'd never dreamed possible. But was he such a friend? He'd fucked her, made her commit a crime her mother had told her she'd go to hell for.

"Ohhhh," Vickie moaned in frustration, beating the mattress with both fists. She dressed slowly, hearing nothing coming from out of the bathroom. Slipping her blouse back over her shoulders and buttoning it, the girl wondered if she should say good-bye. It seemed so silly to say anything. No, she'd just leave, hoping all this would pass over without comment.

"And don't think joining a sorority's gonna make things better. Those girls fuck like bunnies. I know, I've had most of 'em!" Jeff shouted through the closed bathroom door just as she stepped from the bedroom.

"Oh!" the blonde teen cried, covering her mouth with one hand and rushing out of the apartment. She didn't even close the front door as she bolted from the living room. Vickie only knew she had to get out of there, away from Jeff, out in the fresh early evening air to think.

She raced onto the street then slowed her steps, gradually composing herself as she headed toward Le Compte and the campus. As she walked down the broad avenue, the young girl thought about what had happened, about the way she'd given in so easily to Jeff. He hardly had to do anything. Vickie felt a blush of shame and guilt wash over her as she thought about the way she'd thrown herself into his arms, spread her legs apart for his fingers, let him strip her while she rocked in bed, moaning like a bitch in heat when he pinched her nipples and drove his cock into her hot pussy-meat.

"Oh…"

Vickie stopped at the campus entrance, closing her eyes as she felt her snatch contract. Yes, she was hot, ready for that fucking Jeff told her he'd be willing to give her if she stuck around. No, no, she wasn't going to try that anymore. She had to concentrate on her studies, had to think about getting a degree!

And yet the way sexual heat concentrated in her hot cunt made Vickie regret having not taken Jeff up on his offer. She felt a sudden glow wash over her skin as her body responded to that offer of more fucking. I mustn't think about him, I mustn't!

Still, in spite of her fine resolves, Vickie felt her cuntal walls buckle when she remembered how Jeff looked naked, shoving his dick up her pussy. How good his hairy body felt pinning hers to the soft mattress. Even now, she could feel his hands smoothing over her tits, running up and down her thighs, sending hot flashes through her pussy. The young teenager quickened her pace, her eyes looking straight ahead while her face assumed a mask of terrible concentration. She didn't hear someone calling behind her.

"Vickie! For God's sake, Vickie!"

The blonde stopped and turned around. She recognized the voice as belonging to Shari Williams.

"What happened to you? The girls've been gossiping like mad since you and Jeff took off like two bats… uh-oh, he didn't hurt you, did he?"

Vickie couldn't fight back two tears rolling down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away and turned her head. Oh, God, how humiliating for this stranger to figure out her shame in just a few seconds. They'd be writing about it on the campus toilet walls tomorrow!

"No, but I just want to… to go home." Vickie wished she could have sunk into the ground. "Hey, first time? Okay, okay, I'm sorry I asked. I had some good news. Come on, let's walk," Shari said, slipping a comforting arm under Vickie's and guiding her up Westwood Plaza toward the Student Union.

"I'm all right now. I just have to get some sleep… get ready for classes tomorrow." The young girl wished she could get into a shower now. Some of Jeff's cum was oozing from her pussy-slit, wetting down her already juice-soaked panty crotch. It was sticky, uncomfortable. What was Shari hanging around for?

"I guess I can't wait to tell you. They'll be announcing which pledges have been accepted tomorrow. But… well," Shari said, shrugging her head into her shoulders and giggling, "you're one of them."

Vickie's mouth dropped open.

"After I made a fool of myself today? I didn't do anything… I…" Vickie was stunned. "That's just it, you were so quiet the other girls figured you wouldn't be a problem around the house. It'll be great having you around. I've got a funny feeling you're a sleeper," Shari said, looking at her newly found friend slyly.

"Sleeper? What…?"

"Never, mind. Come on. You're tired and after what happened… although, with Jeff, I can't see why you should feel so funny about it," Shari said, shrugging her shoulders and still conducting Vickie up the winding boulevard toward the dorms.

The young blonde fell silent as Shari chatted away about Hell Week, about all the coming activities of the house and especially about initiation night.

"It's wild. We're one of the few sororities around here who've got the guys helping us out," Shari giggled as they approached the entrance of the main dorm area.

"What happens? I thought guys weren't supposed to be invited," Vickie said, her interest picking up. Maybe joining this sorority wasn't such a good idea.

"Oh, you'll find out," Shari whispered mysteriously, winking and shoving her friend forward. "Now get some sleep. You'll need it."

That night Vickie was plagued by some of the most erotic dreams of her life. Before going to bed she'd showered and showered again, wishing she could wash off the guilt and shame she felt covering her like a dirty shroud. And yet when she touched her cunt with the soapy washcloth, the young teenager felt it move like a furry little animal, contracting, winking shut, drooling fresh pussy-sauce.

In her dreams, Vickie saw Jeff chasing her, his long thick cock wagging like a thick tree branch between his hairy legs. His balls were tightly drawn up against his dick-root while sweat made his thick, muscled body glisten. Oh, how Vickie's cunt throbbed! She was trying to get away from him. Vet her feet wouldn't move quickly enough. Soon, his hands were covering her tits, his fingers pinching her nipples cruelly. Then he was all over her, his legs wrapped around hers, his dick pressing against her cuntal slit, working its way between her bloated, puffy cunt-lips until she could feel his cock-head sinking in her pussy.

Twice the young woman awoke, her body wet with sweat. She wanted to reach down and rub her steamy cunt-meat with her fingers. But no, she couldn't touch herself, couldn't encourage the feelings tearing at her sanity. Studies, mild social life! She had to concentrate on that. So, turning over on her belly and moaning as she felt the itchy ache slowly die away, the young woman fell asleep once more, only to be plagued again by wild dreams.

The following day she awoke exhausted, dragging herself from the bed into the bathroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, Vickie tried to see if there was any difference in her face. Could someone glancing at her know she'd been fucked for the first time yesterday? Were there telltale marks? That was silly! Brushing her hair back, the young blonde turned and stepped into the shower, letting the droplets of water prickle her body as she fought down the thoughts of Jeff and his cunt-splitting cock.

But Vickie was unsuccessful at that task. Even during the first day of classes, when her mind should have been focused on the instructor and class syllabus, the young woman felt the tug of her senses. She tried to ignore the hot, steamy feeling between her shivering legs. Her little fuzz-covered cunt was dripping with juice all day. Could others around her smell it? Oh, God, what had happened to her?

The intense feeling of sexual desire followed her around all day. Finally the last class was over. Stepping from the auditorium, Vickie remembered Jeff telling her he'd always be around to "take care of her" if she needed it. It was awful when she couldn't keep her mind on her studies because of her pussy. But how could she study when her cunt throbbed like a festering wound? The young woman couldn't sleep well because of those obscene dreams. Something had been let loose in her mind and body – a powerfully dark force that demanded to be satisfied.

She bit her lower lip, hesitating for a moment at the steps of Haines Hall. Should she run down campus over to Jeff's apartment unannounced? Would that look too sluttish? Would he consider her a whore if… yes, of course! No decent woman would practically kick down the doors of a man's apartment for… for… fucking! Wheeling around, Vickie started back toward the dorm area unsteadily when she bumped into Shari.

"Oh, wow, hi! I'm glad I ran into you here, Vickie. I left a note on your dorm room door. Feeling better today?" she asked brightly.

Vickie nodded her head, glad the young girl bad shown up. At least the sorority rush and acceptance was something to take her mind off sex for a while.

"God, that's good. For a while I thought what you and Jeff did would freak you out. It does that to some girls, you know. Anyway," Shari continued babbling, "there's a party tonight for newly accepted pledges. You've got to come, you've simply got to!" Shari insisted.

"But my studies, the first day of class…" Vickie said, wrinkling her forehead.

"Oh, that can wait. Most of the profs around here understand. C'mon, it'll be fun. Jeff'll be there," Shari said slyly.

Vickie felt her flesh crawl. Jeff! There! She shouldn't go!

"Okay, I'll come," the young blonde said, resolving only to see him and do nothing more.