"Oh, my goodness!" went Abby.
A sex blush started up her neck, and after some more teasing of the girl's hard nipples, and some open mouthed kisses, taken over the shoulder of that vulnerable, sweet mouth, Cheryl took Abby by the hand and led her to her bed. Fussing and complaining, Abby nevertheless let Cheryl undress her, and Abby jogged her now wet, ready cunt as she watched the willowy blonde undress herself.
"We could go too far with this girl sex," Abby warned her. "A little innocent fooling around in these sorority houses is okay, but when it gets too heavy people catch on and get thrown out. A bad reputation goes with that.”
"Tonight I've got to have girl meat," said Cheryl stubbornly, and she continued to seduce Abby until the helpless redhead writhed in extreme pleasure with Cheryl's tongue fixed firmly on her cunt. Abby gave up her sex fairly rapidly to Cheryl's lovemaking, as if Cheryl had much more power than before, as if she owed something to Cheryl.
Cheryl pleasured herself like a man, lying full length on top of the naked, spent girl and grinding her flowing, hot cunt on Abby's pelvis until she raced to a throbbing, delicious orgasm. It was Cheryl's most dyke-like act as she thumbed her nose at the gods and accepted her fate. She had no trouble in orgasm; she didn't have to fantasize anything. At this point Cheryl considered the luscious Abby as her true sex partner for some time to come.
There was a knock on the door and Abby barely had time to cover up before Cheryl opened it. It wasn't the formidable Mrs. Briggs, house mother. It was Scotty Blair.
She had come for her vibrator. She seemed in no hurry to leave. She sat on the edge of Cheryl's bed talking in animation to Abby, almost ignoring Cheryl. In her new sensitivity Cheryl spotted Scotty's game at once. The rangy freshman from Colorado was also dyke-the female aggressor in sex, and she wanted to excite Cheryl's roommate, the passive, lovely Abby, right under Cheryl's nose. She kept talking about her vibrator and sex and all the fun girls could have together.
Cheryl studied the girl and decided there was a lot of unused sexuality in the long-limbed creature. She didn't quite have the looks of either Cheryl or Abby, but there was obviously a lot of juice in her. So-the freshman thought she could steal Cheryl's bed partner right out from under her, did she?
Smiling grimly, Cheryl entered the conversation and eventually lured Scotty into the bathroom with the vibrator. A greater dyke was about to seduce a lesser dyke and put things in order.
It wasn't easy, because Scotty imagined herself the calm, cool seducer, always in charge. Cheryl was in a mean, erotic mood, just detached enough to want to exploit Scotty's body. Cheryl just let herself go in almost fierce passion and slowly overcame the lesser aggressions of the other girl. At first Scotty was shocked at being fondled, kissed and used right there in the bathroom with Abby so close by. Then the insistent Cheryl turned her on, and it was the lot of Scotty to find herself pushed back on the bathroom floor with Cheryl's hot tongue sucking her helpless cunt to glory. Scotty lost her presence of mind and took the passive role in rapt delight as Cheryl made Scotty's body shake with a delicious cunt suck. So there'd be no question as to who was the most daring, Cheryl reamed Scotty's asshole with her finger as she took the gasping girl to a glorious climax and.made her surrender every ounce of her sexual energy.
Afterwards, Cheryl led a dazed, compliant Scotty naked into the bedroom. She shoved her into her bed with Abby, who dozed.
"Just rest a minute, dear," said Cheryl. "Then I'll give the three of us a real hot evening.”
“Sure, Cheryl,*' mumbled a played-out would-be seducer.
She crawled gratefully under the covers to hug Abby and rest, while Cheryl surveyed her conquests with demonic glee, thinking of ways she'd fuck.them both silly before the night was over. She meant to set a record in the Delta Rho house for the wildest lesbian night there'd ever been. Generations of Delts would talk about the fabulous Cheryl Wallace and what she did on that magic night. And other nights, too!
Another knock on the door.
"The more the merrier," muttered Cheryl. Tonight she was ready to seduce the powerful Mrs. Briggs herself if she had to. Nothing could stop her!
The girl Cheryl admitted was a Delt Cheryl had never seen before. She was built in large proportions with thick calves and big boobs. Her dress was also raunchy-a plaid skirt tight on flat hips. She wore thick glasses, like the bottoms of coke bottles and too much make-up. Her simper was sickening.
"Hello, dear," she drawled in a falsetto. "May I come in and visit for a moment?”
Cheryl fell back in amazement. After the soft, glimmering beauty of Abby, and the sleek, warm limbs of Scotty Blair, this girl was downright ugly. She introduced herself as "Lucille" and flung her garish purse on Abby's empty bed. Then she went to Cheryl's bed and peered down at the two girls lying under the covers. Scotty's eyes grew big as she stared up at this apparition. As Abby woke from her doze, she saw Lucille and gave a soft scream. "Nightmare!" cried Abby.
"Oh, I'm just as pretty as you are," simpered Lucille, with a grotesque grin down at Abby.
"Relax, Abby," said Cheryl. "It's only the campus cut-up, Spider Strawn, dressed in drag.”
"Shit," said Spider in his natural voice, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "I fooled the girls downstairs. I fooled the house mother, even. How come I didn't fool you?”
"Because you didn't wear a jockstrap, cowboy, and you're beginning to show lumps where there should be no bumps.”
"Well, I'm in for a night of fun," he said. "I told you I meant to spend a hot night at the Delt house.”
"Like fun," said Cheryl. "You've had your thrill, now go.”
"Honey child, I brought your necklace.”
He picked up a towel someone had left on a chair and began to remove his makeup. Abby sat up in bed so fast that she exposed her breasts.
"We've got the necklace, Cheryl, We've got the Gypsy!" she squealed.
"Don't you believe it," said Cheryl, "Every time we get it, we don't get it. This is another trick.”
"No trick." Spider went to the big purse and pulled out the necklace, which glistened and glittered in his hand as he turned it this way and that. The three girls stared at it in awe.
Cheryl still couldn't believe she'd come to the end of her search. "You've probably removed some of the gems.”
"No way. It's just like I found it stuffed into that figurine, after Tom gave it to me and before I passed it on to Harold.”
He draped it around his heck and began to squirm out of his drag clothes, including the rubber balls he'd used for tits.
"Let's have a beauty contest," he said. "You three gals can parade for me, and I'll pick one of you for a little fun. The winner gets the necklace.”
Scotty was completely confused. She just stared as Spider's naked body began to appear. Abby looked from Spider to Cheryl. Cheryl knew she was terrified of Spider with his reputation for kinky sex. It was up to her.
"No fun or games, Spider,” said Cheryl. "I've had it up to here with your games. It's our necklace. Why should we have to fuck you for it?”
Spider stood naked now and he did make an erotic sight in his full male maturity with the jewels sparkling around his neck. His good-sized prick jutted up as the sleepy Abby sat there in bed, nude to the waist, unaware.
Spider gave his most ingratiating grin. "On the other hand, why not?" he asked, standing there in proud display. Most college guys, Cheryl knew, would be just a little shy standing naked in front of three hot-eyed coeds. Not Spider Strawn!
Scotty Blair broke the impasse. "Why not?" she cried.
She jumped out of bed, totally naked herself. She grabbed the necklace from Spider's neck and dropped it onto her own. Then, giggling, she began to parade like a model, up and down the room.
"Ah, yes," said Spider. "Yes, indeed.”
Scotty had changed the rules by parading with the necklace, but it had its effect. Glittering and gleaming on the bare chest, between Scotty's small but shapely breasts, it turned her into a delicious sight.