Sorority Sisters

Lana wonders why she ever joined a sorority but her roommate clues her in to some of the perks of sisterhood.

“Oh Lana, what’re you doing?”

Lana sighed deeply, rolling her eyes, but when she turned to face her roommate, there was only a smile on her face. “I’m studying, Sheila. We’re in college, remember?”

“Yes, but it’s Friday night, remember?” Sheila shot back, also smiling.

“I’m not done with this essay. You know I don’t like leaving things for later.”

“Are you going to skip out on the party again?” Sheila pouted. Lana sighed deeply, hating when Sheila pouted at her. She was an expert at emotional blackmail.

“No, I’m not going to skip out, but I might be a little late. You go ahead. I’ll meet you downstairs.”

“You better be down there in thirty minutes, or I’m sending some of the sisters up to get you.”

“Duly noted,” Lana said, turning back to her laptop.

As Sheila left their room, Lana wondered once again why she even joined a sorority. Her mother had been a Delta Gamma girl and therefore practically insisted that Lana be one as well. Lana was accepted easily but had never really fit in.

But she did genuinely like Sheila. She was a bit of an airhead and reminded Lana very much of one of those bubble-headed, over-optimistic anime characters, but Sheila was honest, forthright and genuinely loved people. She wasn’t one of the fake ones.

Lana finished her essay with 10 minutes to spare and went downstairs to join the party.

*****

Lana did her best to have a good time and after twenty minutes and two strong drinks, she started to relax. She danced with quite a few frat boys and after her fifth drink, allowed Peter Hoskins to kiss her. He had been hitting on her for months with no success so she knew she was making his night.

“You’re a great kisser,” Peter said, holding her as tight as he could.

“Thanks,” Lana grinned. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“I’d love to feel what else those lips can do.”

“Now, now, Peter. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

“Come on. Just one blowjob. Can’t you feel how much you turn me on?” He thrust his hips against her but Lana honestly couldn’t feel anything.

“I’m sorry Peter, but I’m just not that fast.”

“Too bad,” he sighed. “I’ll try Betty, then.”

He let go of Lana and walked across the room to Betty Lynn, whom Lana knew would put out for anyone as long as he was a frat boy.

“Did you disappoint ol’ Petey?” Sheila asked, throwing her arm around Lana’s shoulders.

“I’m afraid so, ol’ girl,” Lana said with a giggle. “God Sheila, I am so drunk.”

“And you still said no to Petey? I guess I’m never gonna have a chance then.”

Sheila gave Lana a huge kiss on the cheek and stumbled away, obviously as drunk as Lana.

Lana stared after her, wondering about Sheila’s comment. Was Sheila attracted to her or was it just the booze talking?

Lana didn’t think much more of it and went to find someone else to dance with and perhaps smooch on.

*****

“Rise and shine, sleepy head!”

Lana groaned as the sunlight splashed across her face and she rolled over to bury her head in her pillow. Sheila had the most annoying habit of never having a hangover, no matter how much she drank.

“Oh come on, you sot,” Sheila giggled. “I’ve got you some Alka-Seltzer to help your headache.”

Lana rolled back over and sat up slowly, holding her pounding head with one hand. It was then that she noticed she was completely naked.

“Why am I undressed?” she croaked, taking the glass from Sheila.

“What, you don’t remember?” Sheila asked, looking shocked.

“Remember what?” Lana asked, suddenly fearful.

“Well, let’s just say that ol’ Petey is one happy-“

“Oh, you better be kidding me!” Lana roared, and winced as her head throbbed and Sheila began giggling hysterically. She knew then that Sheila had been messing with her and she couldn’t help but laugh herself through the fake scowl she flashed at Sheila.

“Now, you just lie back down,” Sheila said, taking the empty glass from Lana. “I’ll bring you some toast. You’ll feel better after eating a little something.”

Lana lie down, pressing her palm to her forehead. She looked up when Sheila didn’t move. She was gazing down at Lana’s breasts.

“Sheila?”

Sheila sighed deeply. “You have such nice breasts. I’m so jealous.”

With that, she stood and walked out of the room.

Lana stared after her, wondering about Sheila once again. What had she meant by that? Was she jealous because she wanted b***s like Lana’s, or jealous because she, well, wanted Lana’s b***s?

Once again, Lana decided not to think about it and rose to get ready for the day.

*****

Sheila went to bed early that night. She no longer felt ill, but the hangover from the party had wiped her out and she had felt pretty sleepy all day. She wished Sheila a good night and rolled over to sleep.

Twenty minutes later, she heard, “Lana,” close to her head. She rolled over to see Sheila kneeling next to her bed.

“What is it?”

“I just had a terrible nightmare,” Sheila said. “Would you mind if I slept with you tonight?”

“That bad, huh?”

“Yeah,” she said, shaking just a bit.

Lana moved over and Sheila quickly jumped into bed, moving close to Lana. This wasn’t the first time this had happened and Lana didn’t think twice about it. Sheila had nightmares all the time.

Lana was drifting off to sleep when she felt Sheila pressing against her back. She opened her eyes, but said nothing. Sheila was a very tactile person and was always hugging her friends, but she couldn’t remember her ever hugging her like this when they shared a bed.

“Are you awake, Lana?”

Lana hesitated but said, “Yes.”

“Do you mind me doing this?”

“No. It’s okay.”

“Thanks.”

All was silent for several minutes until Sheila said, “You have a very nice body, Lana.”

Lana was silent again, but then said, “Um, thanks Sheila.”

“Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“No, not exactly. I just – I just don’t know what you’re getting at.”

Sheila’s hand moved from Lana’s stomach up to cover her breast. “Does this give you a hint?” She giggled slightly and Lana couldn’t help but smile.

“Ah, I see.”

“I’d really like to touch you. Make you feel good.”

“Sheila, I’ve never – “

“You don’t have to do anything,” Sheila said emphatically. “I really just want to make you feel good.”

“I don’t know, Sheila. I’m not really into that kind of thing and…well…I really don’t think I can do anything for you. That’s not fair.”

“It would be for me. Honest.”

Lana was silent. Sheila sighed, obviously disappointed, and removed her hand from Lana’s breast. Lana quickly grasped Sheila’s hand and moved it down even further. However, she moved it under her short nightshirt and began moving back up.

Sheila finished the trek on her own, grasping Lana’s ample breast with a giggle. “Oh thank you,” she sighed sweetly and began rubbing Lana’s hard n****e.

Lana parted her lips and let out a soft ‘uh!’ Sheila began kissing her neck lightly, still rubbing the one n****e. Lana wasn’t sure why she had led Sheila’s hand under her shirt – perhaps the fact that she hadn’t had sex in months had something to do with it. It didn’t really matter because Lana could feel herself responding to Sheila’s touch already and arched her back. Sheila’s hand moved to her other breast and then began moving back and forth between her two n*****s, trying to stimulate both equally.

“I have to kiss them, Lana, I just have to.”

She pulled away and Lana fell to her back, pulling up her own shirt as Sheila pushed down their covers. Lana let out another soft ‘uh!’ as Sheila snaked her tongue around Lana’s n****e then covered it with her lips. Her hand was rubbing her second n****e and Lana couldn’t help but writhe, breathing harshly. She could feel herself becoming wet and wondered if Sheila were going to go down on her.

“Yes, yes,” Lana whispered when Sheila’s hand left her breast and began traveling down her stomach. She held her breath when the hand pushed into her bikini panties and she cried out when those fingers met her swollen c**t.

“Mm,” Sheila moaned, still sucking Lana’s left n****e. Her tongue moved roughly for a few moments and then she pulled her mouth away.

“Oh, don’t stop,” Lana whispered. “Please.”

“Don’t plan to,” Sheila giggled. “But I’d like a kiss, if you don’t mind.”

“Oh. No, I don’t mind – I think.”

Sheila moved her mouth onto Lana’s and Lana moaned deeply as Sheila kissed her, darting her tongue into her mouth. Lana met her tongue with her own and both women sighed as they kissed passionately. Lana found it quite pleasing and Sheila was a very good kisser – aggressive but not pushy like so many of the guys she had kissed in the past.

Lana lifted her hand tentatively and gently grasped Sheila’s small breast over her lacey nightgown.

“Ooh!” Sheila gasped, breaking their kiss. She sat up and in a second had her top off. She lay back down and pressed her mouth on Lana’s again. She grasped Lana’s hip and slid her leg between Lana’s, pressing her thigh against her wet crotch.

Once again, Lana tentatively placed her hand on Sheila’s breast and found that the roundness felt very nice in her palm. She squeezed gently then began rubbing her palm against the hard n****e. Sheila was making funny little noises in her throat that Lana could only take to mean she was enjoying her caresses.

Lana broke their kiss and before she could think about it, moved her head down. She took Sheila’s tiny t***y in her mouth and wrapped her tongue around her hard n****e, which caused Sheila to squeal slightly, and then coo softly.

“Oh yes,” she whispered. “Yes, yes.”

Lana’s heart was beating rapidly, feeling a little uncertain but not scared as she pushed her hand into Sheila’s panties. Her p***y lips were puffy but she had no trouble finding her wet c**t and Sheila cried out when her fingers began rubbing.

“Come back up, come back up,” Sheila said excitedly and Lana obeyed.

The girls began kissing again and Sheila’s hand pushed into Lana’s panties once more. They made out, rubbing each other’s p***y slowly, enjoying each other’s closeness for quite a while.

“Oh, I can’t stand it any longer,” Sheila finally said. “I have to eat you, Lana. I just have to.”

Lana lie on her back and began pushing down her own panties. Sheila helped her and threw them on the floor. Lana closed her eyes, breathing erratically again. Sheila moved down and lay between her legs, hooking her arms beneath her knees. Lana bent her knees for her, feeling Sheila’s delicate fingers grasp her hipbones.

“Ah!” Lana cried, louder than she meant, when Sheila’s tongue pressed between her p***y lips, meeting her c**t. She heard Sheila giggle and Lana smiled widely, letting her knees fall, spreading her legs even wider.

“Oh yeah,” Lana whispered. “Oh god, you’re so good.” She moaned deeply as Sheila’s tongue caressed her c**t, first one side, then the other, then right on top. She groaned when Sheila’s thumb pressed into her and began thrusting.

“Jesus Sheila, I’m gonna come so hard if you keep doing that!” Sheila only giggled and continued doing exactly as she had been. When Lana did come, she managed to stay quiet, but barely, and she moaned in despair when Sheila did not stop licking her.

The second time she came, she couldn’t keep her cries in and they were quite loud. Sheila finally did pull away, but she was giggling madly.

“Now everyone will know that we’re f*****g,” she giggled.

“It’s not like we’re the only ones,” Lana said through deep gasps.

“Hardly,” Sheila agreed, standing. She went into the bathroom they shared with their next-door neighbors and quickly brushed her teeth. Lana watched, pulling the blankets back up. Sheila was naked except for her panties and Lana began feeling guilty. She still didn’t think she could go down on Sheila, but she wanted to make her feel as good as she did.

When Sheila rejoined her, she jumped in bed and pulled Lana close to her, snuggling, obviously expecting to go to sleep.

“Is there anything I can do for you?” Lana said softly. “I – I can’t go down on you. Not yet, anyway, but I want to help you come.”

“You can touch me, like before, or…well…no, you wouldn’t like that.”

“Like what. Tell me.”

“Well, I’ll tell you, but don’t feel you have to do it.”

“Okay. Tell me.”

“I – I have a strap on. If you want, you can wear it and f**k me with it.”

“Jesus, that sounds hot!” Lana exclaimed. She blushed, not expecting her own reaction but Sheila only giggled and jumped out of bed again.

Five minutes later, Lana was on her knees. Sheila was also on her knees, baring her a*s to Lana, looking over her shoulder. Lana looked down at the massive plastic c**k protruding from her and she shivered. The strap on also had a ‘reverse’ phallus that was for the wearer, so Lana reached down and pushed the reverse phallus inside herself, then she moved forward, grasping Sheila’s hips.

She placed the c**k head against Sheila’s p***y and pushed. Sheila gasped, then moaned, and Lana continued to push. “Keep going,” Sheila urged. “All of it.”

Lana pushed until all 9 inches were inside her friend, then she pulled back which made Sheila gasp again. Lana began thrusting over and over again, following the whispered instructions that Sheila was giving her.

“Yes, like that, but faster. Oh. Oh yeah, yeah. Just like that. Uh! Oh f**k, yes!”

Lana leaned forward and moved her hand between Sheila’s legs. She pressed her fingers into her p***y and quickly found her c**t. Sheila cried out quite loudly and Lana continued to thrust, caressing Sheila’s c**t at the same time.

Sheila came with a loud cry very quickly, but Lana didn’t stop, which only made Sheila moan in pleasure. Lana continued to pump into her friend until Sheila had cried out twice more, panting and moaning in pleasure.

Sheila collapsed onto her stomach, gasping, and Lana lie on her back. She grasped the base of the fake c**k and began pushing the smaller phallus inside of her back and forth. She closed her eyes, close to coming again.

She looked down when her hand was pushed away and gasped, seeing Sheila fellating the fake c**k, moaning desperately as she bobbed on the huge d***o. Lana fell back and screamed her orgasm brought on by the sight of Sheila sucking ‘her’ c**k while pushing the reverse phallus in and out of her.

Sheila pulled away giggling again and then lay next to Lana, putting her arm around her. She kissed her and Lana could taste Sheila and found that it was actually nice. Perhaps next time, she could go down on her friend.

*****

The next morning, Lana could tell that all their sorority sisters knew what had happened and they were all smiling knowingly at them. Lana didn’t care. She knew that at least half of them were screwing around with their roommates as well.

That night, Sheila joined her in bed again and Lana was more outgoing, more eager and she was able to go down on her friend and enjoyed it.

She and Sheila continued their sexual relationship for the next three years between boyfriends, and sometimes with boyfriends. Neither were left wanting for sexual satisfaction again.

Reviews

[Roberta Emmanuelle Leig..]

Excellent piece. Not quite sure it's suitable for a General rating, though. :P
Had me squirming in my seat by the time I was half way through. Looking forward to reading more :)