Sorority Sisters
(ff)

Spring fever filled the Bluehill College air as
warmly as the naked Florida sun. The flat greens
and bright, endless pastel skies gave way only to
a sprinkle of houses on Lennox St., or 'Frathouse
Row'. One of these houses, actually the neatest
looking one, belonged to the sorority sisters of
Phi Lambda, or 'The Barbie Clique'. Today, the
Barbies were celebrating the birthday of 19-year
old Amy Stevens, the newest and youngest sister.
Invited, were the rich boys of Gamma Gamma Tau,
and everybody had to wear a silly party hat. A
rule was made up the night before, that none of
the Barbies were allowed to fuck the frat boys
today.

Young Amy had a sweet, innocent face that was
beauty itself, with marble-blue eyes, and a slim,
girlish body built for sex. She was a tease and
she knew it. She wore an aqua one-piece summer
dress that showed off sleek, nicely tanned legs,
delicate shoulders, and fine cleavage. Christine
Rice, her 21-year old adopting sister, was equally
delicious. But then again, so were most of the
Barbies. Christine was two inches taller, with
brown hair similar to young Amy's, styled shorter,
and a precious smile. Her body was just as sexy,
tan, perky, round, smooth, and seductive as Amy's,
clad in a very short blue skirt and scant white
top.

Christine, beaming with pride, took Amy's hand,
and led her out the front door, away from the
noise of the party. They both ignored the
half-hearted protest of frat-boy Bret, drunk at
three in the afternoon. Christine promised Amy a
real surprise present, hiding behind the abandoned
wooden shack, a few hundred feet beyond the yard.
Amy was giddy. Once they were in the narrow alley
between the shack and a tall wooden fence, away
from sight, Christine handed Amy a blue plastic
bottle.

"Soap bubbles?" the younger sorority sister asked
coyly.

"Sure" Christine answered "Go ahead... blow..."

 Amy did, and no sooner than a stream of
glistening bubbles flew into the air, Christine
got busy. She stripped Amy's dress down her
shoulders with one hand and pulled it clear above
her waist with the other, revealing conservative
white panties and a matching bra. The elder sister
didn't say a word to ease Amy's shock. She also
didn't stop there, and yanked the bra-straps off
Amy's shoulders as well. So excited she was, she
didn't even bother to undo the bra at the back.
Amy's nipples were showing, which was enough for
the aroused Christine to pinch on as she kissed
her sister on the lips suddenly. If Amy was
unhappy, apparently she showed just the opposite,
as her hand reached for Christine's soft hair with
surprising recovery.

"Happy nineteenth sis" Christine said as she
grabbed both Amy's cheeks and brought her mouth to
hers, kissing her passionately with an invading
tongue.

"I'm never gonna forget this birthday... " was
Amy's shuddered, excited response, during a brief
break in the hot kissing.

 The clothes started coming off. Both helped
undress each other as they stood in the cool shade
of the alleyway. Neither was the aggressor now.
They were both simply horny. Amy thought
Christine's skin was just so soft and tender, to
be touching it the way she is right now.
Christine's face was lost in the fragrance of
Amy's silky, long hair, loose strands tickling her
cheeks and forehead.

Christine's lips sucked in Amy's nipple, her
tongue secretly flicking it with promising
dexterity. The younger girl let out a short giggle
of joy. It wasn't long before her sexy adopting
sister would start discovering her real
loveliness. And even though she had never kissed a
girl before, nor knew if Christine has, she did
know her sister would not let her down... 

 With the two party hats, Christine's sneakers,
and Amy's yanked-down bra as the only articles of
clothing between the two of them, the real fun
started. Christine began to fondle every part of
Amy's body. Her long, feminine neck, her
firm-standing titties, her ticklish belly, her
sensitive inner thighs. But she paid particular
attention to Amy 's ripe, sexy ass. 

Soon she had Amy up against the shack wall
standing with her legs spread and butt poking out.
Christine rubbed the warm skin of her thighs and
pelvis slowly against Amy's backside, as sweat
began to form between them. When the delight hit
Amy's face, Christine lowered herself to her
knees. 

 Her nose nuzzled the crevice between Amy's
perfect butt-cheeks, inhaling a sharp aroma of
sweat and body lotion, and a slight whiff of
vaginal juice. Amy was shaved smooth, like
Christine, and squeaky-clean too. Simply yummy!
Christine's tongue went to work everywhere,
arousing shudders of joy from the teen hottie. A
cool breeze brushed by them, reminding them of
their surroundings. Within moments they jiggled
their way merrily into the shack.

 Inside, the air was musty with stale wood, but
the scent of two aroused pussies was all the girls
could smell at this point. Amy's bra was finally
gone. Both settled down on a ledge, spread-eagled
next to each other. Amy got bold this time, her
hands reaching to Christine's clam, spreading the
lips open. In seconds the younger girl positioned
herself underneath the other, with open access to
sweet cunt.

"But wait..." Christine tried to argue, "...you're
the birthday girl, lemme lick you first...
uhhhmm... okahhhhy, nevermind..."
Amy's tongue was good. Real good. It moved up,
down, around, and sidways in slippery strokes,
never leaving the tiny bud of flesh in the middle
alone for too long...
 
 Christine's delicate clitoris sweltered and
swelled, becoming extremely sensitive to the
pleasure. The vagina around it oozed with
lubrication, throbbing like a living thing,
glowing red with delight, begging... for a finger.
Amy obliged, parting the moist inner lips and
sinking her index finger into the tight lucious
hole.

 "Oooohhhhh!" Christine gasped. "Eat me! Eat me
Amy...! Please...!!!"
Amy went back to work, more ferociously now. She
nibbled on Christine's love button like a hungry
ferret, trying to get as much juices flowing down
her chin as possible. Christine's whole body
started to buck wildly, ass scraping on the bare
wood.

"Oh God! That feels good! More! More! More tongue!
Yes! Yesssss!"

Amy knew her sorority sister was now, literally,
at the mercy of the tip of her tongue. A few more
flicks of the sweet-spot, and she'd send her to
cunnilingus heaven. This was the time to fuck with
her a little bit, to get her back for a prank or
two... She pursed her lips around Christine's
cunny like a suction cup. Then she withdrew her
tongue away from the desperate little clit,
holding it just a teasing hair's breadth away but
not touching. Christine shook involuntarily as her
body was being denied the last inch before climax.

"Nnnoooo... Pleeaaasse... I'm begging you...
please lick me... just a few more licks.... Amy
please...!" she howled like tortured prey. Her
trembling fingers fumbling through Amy's hair.

"...pleeeeease... just a litt... OH YES!!! Yes!
Yessssss!!!! YESSSSSS!!!!" Amy slurped and sucked
away on her twat till it swooned.
"I'M CUMMEEEEEEEEENNNNG!!!" Christine shrieked at
the top of her lungs! Her mouth gaped open to the
ceiling and her eyes slit shut with tiny tears
forming... Then, after several heavy grunts she
collapsed forward, her supple, sweaty breasts
covering the lovely head that had just delivered
her to a sensational orgasm. Beneath her Amy
smiled with both mischief and desire.
 
It was Christine's turn to play with Amy now. With
her tits, her pussy, and the rest of her lovely
body. She leaned over her, kissing her with
lustful abandon. Amy surrendered completely,
relaxing in the elder sister's arms like a child.
Opening herself like a wanton animal. Christine's
finger in her love hole was only the beginning of
another round of wild lesbian fucking on a hot
afternoon...