Your clothes are gone!

The crowd of young and horny sorrority maidens disperses throughout the house. You drop to the carpet for a long moment, recovering from the sexual abilities of their leader. It's a little while before you notice that there's something missing - your clothes are nowhere to be found! You pull your body up and frantically search throughout the room, wondering where Natalie might have tossed them. Suddenly, you realize that one or more of the girls must have taken them. Since you obviously can't walk home naked, and you doubt that you'll get your clothes back by just asking for them, you begin to wonder just what the ladies might have in mind.

You wait patiently in the room until you hear footsteps a petite blonde with blue eyes enters. She has a blue sweater with the sorority emblem stitched over her breast, along with her name that reads, "Diane". Shapely legs emerge from a pleated white miniskirt. She grins mischievously at you, sits demurely on a leather sofa and motions you to have a seat as well. Trying to act confident in spite of being buck naked and more than a little ****, you sit as nonchalantly as you can on the other end.

Diane doesn't even try to hide the fact that she's sizing you up. She remarks, "You sure have the tool for a stud, big boy... not a bad ass either."

You feel your cheeks flush.

Diane strokes a slender hand along your thigh and says, "You are probably wondering where you trousers are."

You reply, "I was a little curious."

She moves her hand up your thigh, brushing a fingertip against your cock head. She says, "Well, we took them. It's become a little ritual for the stud's first night. We take the guy's clothes, and he has to get them back. You start with me. I'll tell you where to go next, but you'll have to play very naughty to get that information. The record is ten different girls."

She pauses for a brief second and slips out of her sweater revealing a white lacy bra that hardly contains her tits. She says, "Are you ready?"

"For what?"

"Surprise me, stud boy."

Well, if she wants to be straightforwarf about it, that's fine. You pull up her skirt to reveal a white thing, which you pull aside to reveal a pretty and pink shaved pussy. She smiles and kicks her legs up over your shoulders, pulling you in close until your tongue touches her clit. Her scent is heady and strong, and you respond to it by sliding your tongue into her sweet cunt to taste he nectar.

She wraps her legs around your head and pulls you rhythmically into her, letting you thrust your tongue deeper and deeper inside her until, without warning, she comes vigorously over your face, moaning hard and shuddering with the pleasure of climax.

She leans back onto the sofa and loosens her legs around your neck, letting you go free. "Oh, we are going to have so much fun with you tonight," she says with feeling. "Don't you get too exhausted, though - I want your cock inside me next time. Now, where was I supposed to send you... was it the jacuzzi out back? Maybe it was the kitchen? Hmm, I know that someone's waiting up in the game room, but that might not be until later. Of course, there's always the basement, I know that sooner or later we were going to have you go there. Damn it, I should have written it down. Oh, wait a moment -"

Diane pulls a pink envelope from under her sweater and leans over to give it to you, taking advantage of the position to kiss your lips and massage your tongue with hers for a moment, seemingly licking her own come off your face. She pulls away as quickly as she came in, and whispers in your ear. "We have a date tomorrow. Here's what your doing tonight. See you in the morning, my hot cunt licker."

She gets up and leaves the room without a backward glance. You quickly tear into the envelope.