4 of the 5 senses, who’s the final?

As I stand here for a few moments after that surprise interaction with the house mother, I retrace the experience with the ladies as I have a momentary reprieve from them. I come to the realization that the tests I passed each had to do with a different sense. First Miranda tested scent, then Anika tested sight, Tina tested the sense of touch and finally Erica tested hearing.

Wildly my thoughts swing as I try to dream up ways for them to test taste. Then my thoughts drift to the other girls in the house. All the girls so far have mentioned the council to which I don’t know anything about. The fraternity I am in we elect a president and VP and treasurer and a few other nonsense positions, but no council. Between hockey, schoolwork, and women I am not involved in politics any more than I have to be.

Just as I am starting to mentally cycle through the visuals of girls in this house, Jamie walks back down the stairs and comes to stand in front of me. All the other ladies have been dressed to tease and stimulate, Jamie has no intention of repeating their visual iterations of pleasure for me.

“My, my, looks like the ladies have you all wound up. To bad you don’t have a girlfriend to take care of that. I was going to have Jennifer do the final test being that she is on the council. But once she saw how willing you were to strip when I commanded it she got mad and ran to her room.” Stopping her rant to walk around me like a dog sizing up a piece steak that hit the floor, she resumes as she comes to stand in front of me again. “Well as there is no one left from the council here, I guess I will suffer through this last test myself.” With that said, Jamie very unseductively unfurls her tongue from her mouth and licks up my one cheek and then repeats the exact same thing on my other cheek.

Briefly I think about calling an end to this using the consensual sex clause. Thinking back to thrush week and some of the things I had to do freshman year, letting a sorority of beautiful women have their way with me was tame, as long as Jennifer wasn’t involved.

Jamie’s tongue now finds its way from my cheek to my chest where it transforms from the sloppy puppy dog kiss of a lick into the tenderness of a lovers exploratory kisses. Working her way around my chest she stops briefly in turn at each of my nipples. Gently she rolls the tip through her teeth not pulling and not biting but stimulating them in a familiar way. I discount this thought as sheer happenstance as twin sisters undoubtedly will have mannerisms similar to each other.

Continuing her exploration, the soft kisses return to the sloppy puppy dog licking where she is figuratively tasting the essence of my skin. With her change of method she starts to move around my body very quickly, she carefully avoids any erotic zones. Completed with the lick on each part of my body her ministrations return to the loving little kisses as she first stops at the soft tissue at the back and inside of my knees sending little shivers of electricity through me. Her kisses jump from my knees to the small of my back where she rakes her teeth across my skin again sending shots of electricity through me, this time it almost causes me to fall.

With the events of the last hour or so I don’t think I had ever been as turned on before. Even if this was Jamie who was more a tormentor than sex object, I was certain that my load would find itself all over her face if she even hinted at tasting my cock.

Her kisses jumped from my back up to my neck where it bounced back and forth from kiss to nibble and back repeatedly. She worked her way around my neck from one side to the other and then up into the little crease behind each ear when I have a snap realization. She is doing this exactly how I love it and the only woman to know that is Jennifer.

As soon as my body tenses up from this the kisses stop. One more time today a person is whispering to me so that a person out of arms reach would not hear, “Mark go ahead and move you will find my wrath is quick and fierce. You wanted to know how much my sister tells me, there is you answer.” Again my confidence of whom is standing behind me is shaken so I stand there more dumbfounded than anything.

“As much as it pains me to admit, he passes the taste test, he has my vote as the Athletics member of the council.” Jamie declares to the house. In a lowered tone but not really a whisper she continues, “Be glad that we don’t need the Academic’s vote or you would be screwed, that’s Jennifer’s position.” Again speaking loudly to the house, “With 5 of a possible 7 votes, it is carried that Mark is accepted into the house as a visiting sister for the weekend. Her responsibilities to include cleaning of all sanitation areas, common areas, and study areas. Private areas are subject to request and approved based on time available.”

With that suddenly 25 girls appear out of nowhere and start applauding. Looking around at the ladies here it is as most of them are in some sort of partial dress. A couple in bras and pants here, another couple in just their bra and panties and I am fairly certain there was one girl who was only in her panties. The majority of them were halfway through some prep treatment for a weekend out, putting on makeup, doing their hair or some other beauty treatment. After the applause the girls all rush into a giant group hug with me as the centrepiece.