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Sorority Party

My best friend Dee belongs to a sorority. They were having a party tonight and she invited my new boyfriend Brian and I. Not that anybody really needed invitations to a sorority beer bash.

Brian picked me up dressed in jeans and a green shirt, looking almost exactly like he did when I first bumped into him. I would have to do something about his wardrobe. I had dressed to kill. My red mid-length skirt was slit to my waist. My black silk blouse was backless and cut to my navel in front. My braless tits bounced seductively as I moved.

Brian was speechless when he saw me. I planned on surprising him later when I revealed that I wasn’t wearing any panties. I was having way too much fun being the aggressor in our budding relationship.

I spotted Dee as soon as we got there. Dee is shorter than I am, but much more voluptuous. Although she has perfectly huge tits, her waist is relatively narrow. Her hips and ass are five pounds away from being too big. Her dark brown hair and wide, innocent brown eyes have been the undoing of many frat boys.

“Amanda!” she squealed.

We hugged, having to shout to be heard over the music. I introduced her to Brian, whom she also hugged. He seemed a bit uncomfortable, and I assumed he wasn’t used to strange women giving him hugs, let alone one this pretty. I elbowed him good naturedly to remind him that I was his date for the evening, and that I wasn’t exactly chopped liver. My cornsilk blonde hair is long and straight, which accentuates my pale blue eyes. I’m taller than Dee, standing 5′ 8″. My curves are more proportionate than hers. I have a perky C cup with a nice, round ass.

I went to get beers for Brian and I. The woman pouring drinks looked me up and down. Dee had warned me that there were a few lesbians in the sorority. She was very attractive, although a bit masculine. She was slightly taller than Brian, with dark brown hair and an angelic face. Her trim, athletic figure was clothed in jeans and a deep red shirt.

“Well, don’t you look fine tonight, honey,” She said.

“Thanks,” I replied uncomfortably. I could feel her gaze on my back as I made my way to the dance floor.

I was right about Brian’s lack of dancing skills. A number of guys tried to cut in as we danced. A couple of them were pretty hunky, and all of them had big egos. I got a kick out of turning them all down.

Hours later, and more than a few beers, I was in the mood for some dirty dancing.

“Can I use your room?” I asked after I cornered Dee. She lived in one of the house’s rooms on the second floor.

“What for…oh!” She said, blushing. “You mean right now? With Brian? While the party is going?”

“I haven’t been laid in almost a month,” I pouted. “I’m horny and I’m afraid we’ll both be too drunk to do it if I wait.”

“Okay,” she said reluctantly. “But only if you do my laundry tomorrow. I’m not going to sleep those sheets.”
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Strap On For The Ride

Campus was deserted for spring break, most students choosing to go home rather than hang around. That meant a lot of dark windows in the women’s accommodation block, all except for one, where bright lights flashed on and off, followed by the occasional laugh.

Inside three young women, Mel and Jessie both 20, and there cross-hall friend Amy, 19, were all enjoying a quiet night in, watching movies and chatting. It was an interesting mix for anyone on campus who knew the people involved. Certainly many a tongue was left wagging when Mel and Jessie walked by, the most prominent lesbians on campus. They were very forward about their sexuality and left a lasting impression on all their fellow students when they came across the flamboyant duo.

On the other side of the scale was Amy, a reasonably average college girl just trying to get through her degree and land a good job. She fit in with almost every social group on campus and had befriended the two outgoing girls when she first arrived in the accommodation block and was allotted the room across the corridor. Ever since she had been dodging rumors that she was the ‘third’ member of the campus lesbian connection. Something which at first which bothered her, but now was no big deal.

The three girls were part of the handful of students who didn’t go home for break, choosing instead to hang out and generally have a good time. For Amy it was a chance to get away from her overbearing parents. For Mel and Jessie it was business as usual.

Amy was a gorgeous strawberry blonde; she had a young trim figure which got its fair share of notice on a campus dominated by the female population. She played a number of sports and was an avid gym member. She stood about five foot five, with straight shoulder length hair and captivating blue eyes. Her slender lines were accentuated by a casual pair of hipster jeans and a sporty black boob tube which displayed her taught stomach, even tan and navel stud.

Mel also sported a trim frame; she had closely cropped black hair which highlighted her high cheekbones and deep brown eyes. She was a real take charge kind of woman who always said what she thought. She stood about five foot four and wore a low slung pair of hipster shorts with frayed edges, barely covering her underwear and a tight fitting white shirt.

Jessie had a slightly curvier figure, although she was still slender, sporting a larger bust than the other girls, she wore a low cut sleeveless blue shirt and slinky skirt which only covered a quarter of her thighs. Jessie had shoulder length sandy blonde hair which she had tied up in a rough pony tail.

The three girls shared a few smuggled drinks, campus security was non-existent, which led to a few loose tongues when conversation rolled by. The topics were innocent enough, college, lecturers, people they didn’t get along with, people they found hot, the list went on.

Amy enjoyed hanging out with Mel and Jessie, despite their reputation; they were very outgoing and pleasurable to be with. Neither girl cared much for what other people thought or said; in fact they reveled in the notoriety. When they invited Amy over to watch movies and have a couple drinks Amy was a little curious as to what they did in private. She wondered if they were as forward as some people had suggested.

“So Amy, I’m pretty bored with this movie, let’s do something and let Mel finish watching,” said Jessie, breaking the silence. She could tell from Amy’s squirming and impassive reaction to the movie that she hadn’t got into it. Mel however had her head lying in Jessie’s lap and was intently watching on. Mel whispered something to Jessie as she crawled out of the cushy couch and headed to the dimly lit kitchenette. Amy followed close behind.
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The Class For Pregnant Women

Bay carefully backed her car into a vacant parking space and then checked to make sure that she had all of her class supplies organized before heading into the building. This was second to last natural child birth class and she wondered why this was a mother only class and all husbands and boyfriends were banned for this particular night. With her huge belly leading the way she waddle up the stairs before making her way to the cafeteria of the old grade school that was being used for evening adult education classes. She was almost to the door when a voice from the far end of the corridor sounded out, “Hey, Bay, wait up and I’ll sit with ya!” Bay turned to see who was calling her name and was happy to see that it was Patti. Bay marveled at how petite Patti still looked even though she was already seven and a half months pregnant. “God, I’ll be so glad when this is all over,” Patti said when she approached Bay, “I feel like such a cow!” “Youuuuuu?!?!” Bay exclaimed. “You’re a string bean compared to me, just look at my boobs, they’re literally bigger than your head!” Patti giggled her infectious laugh and replied, “Well, let’s just say we’re both a little on the hefty side!” Bay nodded her head and led the two of them inside where at least twenty other pregnant women were already sitting down on their mats doing stretching exercises. Up in front of the room Mz. Ellyn Crawford, the teacher of the class, sat going over some papers before she stood up to address the women. “Let me see,” she intoned while scanning the room, “I think we’re all here now!” “Good,” she said while going over and locking the door, “let’s get started!” She returned to the front of the room and went on, “Some of you are probably wondering why we have excluded your husbands and boyfriends from tonight’s class, well there is a perfectly good reason for it!” The room had quieted down the moment Mz. Crawford spoke and everyone waited anxiously to find out what was going on. “Tonight is going to be different than any other phase of our training,” she explained. “There will be a bit of nudity involved with our lesson and I think that having the men in the room would have made some of you very uncomfortable” There was a slight murmur when Ellyn Crawford mentioned the word nudity but everyone sat still waiting for her to explain further.”

“Having a baby is a wonderful experience,” she went on, “but tonight we are going to actually simulate that experience by stripping nude below the waist and having a partner play the doctor or nurse!” The women looked at each other nervously, but when Ellyn Crawford ordered them to pair off they did so without question! Bay and Patti paired up, but even though they had become friendly over the course of the last few months, neither one of them were quite ready for what was going to happen next! “Okay,” Ellyn ordered, “one of you take off your things and lie down on your mat with your legs tucked up to your butt and your legs spread as wide apart as you can get them!” “Geesh,” Patti said nervously, “you wanna go first?” “No, but I will,” Bay replied softly while taking pulling up her loose fitting dress and removing her over sized panties.”
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