Begin doing the sorority

You check your watch. Just gone 8. The party will last until… when? 2am? That’s 6 hours. A whole bunch of willing young babes all crammed into one house. Figuring 20 minutes per girl if you skimp on the preliminaries... that’s around 18 girls minimum before the night is out. It’ll be like shooting fish in a barrel!

Or like shooting jizz in a… No, you’ve probably stretched this analogy as far as its going to go.

You make your way up to the Omega Pi sorority house. There are various girls drinking and flirting with guys on the steps outside. As you pass, you are aware that every one of them checks you out at least briefly; even those with boyfriends. Fish in a barrel, you smile, as your cock eagerly begins to harden in anticipation. The O-Pis have a certain reputation on campus, and there are whisperings about what goes on in their exclusive parties. You wonder how much truth there is to those rumors.

As you enter the entrance lobby, a stunning brunette in a short but elegant black dress turns to face you. This is Maria, you know her vaguely from some of your classes. She is wealthy and gorgeous and WAY out of your league.

“John!” she cries, her eyes dilating as if she has truly seen you for the first time. “So glad you could make it,” she adds, conveniently forgetting that you were not invited. She gives you a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, then seems **** to let you go.

“Look at you,” she continues, “you are looking hot tonight. I think I might have to ask you for a dance later.”

“As long as it’s a slow one,” you add flirtatiously.

“Ooh, you are so romantic,” Maria simpers. “If I wasn’t on welcoming duty, I’d take you upstairs right now.”

“Well, we’re free,” announces a new voice. You turn to see a tall slim black girl in a sparkling red dress and behind her a shy looking blonde.

“Oh, er… hi Estelle, hi Susie,” you respond, recognising the pair. Your mind whirls. Estelle and Susie go everywhere together. No guy you know has ever prised them apart.

“Hey, I saw him first,” cries Maria pouting a little, as she betrays her frustration.

“Its, okay,” you comment light-heartedly. “There’s enough of me to share.”

“Well,” comments Estelle with a smile, “it wouldn’t be the first time... What do we think, ladies?”

“I think…” begins Maria, “that all the most important guests are already here.”

With that, she puts down her guest list and the three college girls, shrieking wildly, bundle you towards a side room.

The four of you burst into an unlocked bedroom and tumble onto what at first seems to be a king-sized double bed, but you soon realise that it is two singles pushed together. You wonder if this room belongs to any of the three who are with you (Estelle’s and Susie’s maybe), but you suspect that in fact they just picked this one because it was the closest. The eagerness of the girls takes you somewhat by surprise - the horomone shouldn't be having this powerful an effect - but you'd be a fool to question it!

“Get his pants,” yells Maria, leaping astride your chest. The others are happy to oblige. All pretense and posture seems to be diminishing rapidly as the girls continue to be exposed to the hormone and to each other’s mounting excitement.

You feel your shoes being tugged off and you hear them clatter to the floor. Then you feel your trousers and boxers being yanked down your legs. As your cock bursts free, you hear gasps of admiration from Estelle and Susie and you feel the delicate fingers from two pairs of hands exploring your rigid contours.

“Let me see,” cries Maria, noticing the ecstatic look on your face.

“You just wait right there, honey. I’ll see to you,” answers Estelle. With that the black girl sits up on the bed behind the brunette, lets down the straps of the little black dress and begins massaging Maria’s breasts. Whilst kissing her throat. Maria murmurs in pleasure, but you notice that she continues to regard you lustfully through half-closed eyes.

A part of you wonders what Susie makes of all of this. But you don’t have to wonder for long as you feel a pair of soft wet lips envelop your manhood.

Feeling that perhaps you ought to be contributing something to the proceedings, you slide your hands up and down Maria’s silky thighs. At the touch of your hand, she begins to moan responsively and grind her pussy into your chest. You push up the hem of her dress and find no panties - just the dark whisps of a neatly trimmed, but passionately wet pussy.

“Finger me, John!” cries Maria desperately, “stick it in me and fuck me like a whore!”

Hearing this preppy straight-A student begging like a slut is just too much. You happily give her what she wants, and the two if you (with some help from Estelle) rub her to an exhilarating climax. But very soon you find that your overheated cock is jerking great globs of sticky white goo down Susie’s eager throat.