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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any other
characters, locations, and or situations, real or fictional, is pure co-
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Better Loving through Chemistry
Chapt 5:
"Well", whined the redhead, whose nametag identified as Brandy, "I
suppose you
can come to the beach party." Her tone made it very clear that although
they
were allowed, they weren't welcome.
Jenny hesitated for a moment, but Carol forged ahead. "Sign us up.",
she
said
firmly. The party was supposed to be an open invitation picnic, but the
girls
of Lambda-Rho sorority had long used it as their own private excursion
and
recruiting trip. The fact that it was funded by the Athletic
department's
budget was unimportant. Lambda-Rho organized it, so it was "their"
trip.
The real reason for the annual trip to the lake was an open secret: The
football and basketball coaches would invite athletes on the trip, where
they
would get an eyeful of the beautiful girls of the campus' most elite
sorority. It was Coach Robbins own private meat market, showing off what
he
had so he could get more. It was always closely chaperoned, of course,
so
the
school couldn't be accused of offering "special" incentives to the hot
sports
prospects, but the tone was definitely one of "Show and Tell".
The girl behind the table carefully mis-spelled both their names, as a
matter
of principle, and advised them to be at the north parking lot no later
than
8:00 am, Sunday morning.
As they walked away, Jenny turned to her friend and said, "I guess the
flyer
is mis-printed."
"What do you mean?", Carol asked, puzzled.
"Well, the flyer said to meet at the south parking lot, near Lambda
house,
by
7:30 on Saturday. It must be wrong."
"No", Carol said grimly. "It's right. That bitch just tried to squeeze
us
out of the trip." She looked at Jenny with anger in her eye, and made
the
gesture of pumping a spray bottle.
Jenny sighed. She had wanted this to be a simple pleasure trip, a break
before mid-term exams. Now it was going to turn into another sex-
capade. Not
that the redheaded snob didn't deserve it. But Carol would overdo it,
and
dose everyone in sight just for the fun of it.
"How are we going to do it?", she questioned. "I mean, we can't just
run
around with a spray bottle, and they aren't going to be putting on any
perfume
or anything." She hoped, silently, that Carol would cool off and drop
the
idea.
Carol stopped and looked at her co-conspirator quizzically. "You're
scared,
aren't you?" Seeing the look on the smaller girl's face, she pressed
on.
"I'll tell you what. If we can't agree on a safe way, we won't do it.
We'll
find another way to get even. Fair enough?"
Jenny had to agree that it seemed fair. She was still worried.
It was two days before the trip, and Jenny wracked her brains for a way
to
get
the formula onto the right girls, safely. "Right" girls meant, to her,
the
nasty or snobbish ones. I mean, they couldn't all be bitches, could
they?
It was Friday afternoon before the solution presented itself. They were
at
the store, getting a few things for the trip when they saw it. "Bronze
Goddess", murmured Jenny softly, gazing at the large bottle of suntan
oil.
it
was the most expensive one on the rack, and was well known as the most
effective tanning lotion around. Definitely rich-bitch stuff.
'It's perfect", Carol giggled. "We'll add it to this stuff, then just
leave
the bottle where one of them can steal it. If they steal our lotion,
and
apply it themselves, we can't get caught. And thieves deserve what they
get."
Jenny had to admit that the logic was elegant. They bought the largest
bottle
there, and went to work.
Saturday morning came, and the girls were up and ready in plenty of
time.
They packed the sandwiches they had made, loaded their soft drinks into
the
cooler, and got to the meeting place with time to spare.
"I don't see your name on the list.", sniffed the Brandy in her best
blue-
blood manner.
"Right there.", Carol said, pointing to the names. They had been
smudged
into
near-unreadability, and not by accident.
Reluctantly Brandy acknowledged that they were indeed on the list, and
directed them to the bus. They overheard Mary Ann saying something
about
having to share the bus with niggers. Jenny began to change her
opinion.
Maybe they were all bitches, after all.
The bus filled up quickly, with a lot of the girls contriving to leave a
seat
open for one of the visiting star athletes. Jenny and Carol, on the
other
hand, got to sit with Mrs. Teasdale and and Coach Robbins, the faculty
chaperones, and even they made the girls feel like outsiders. This was
going
to be a hell of a road trip.
Carol and Jenny got a small smile when the bus pulled around to the
athletics
area to pick up the visiting students. A broad shouldered boy of
perhaps
17,
with jet black skin and no neck, dropped into the seat next to Mary Ann.
Smiling broadly, he introduced himself as Raymond. Mary Ann smiled and
acted
friendly, but everyone knew that she would rather have walked the 15
miles to
the beach than share the seat with a black man.
An hour of giggly flirting later, the bus groaned to a stop at Lake
Wollery,
and people started to pile out. Brandy, among others, had to re-tie her
bikini top, which had somehow come loose during the trip.
Carol and Jenny didn't mind at all when the sorority leaders arranged
the
party site so they were on the far end. It suited their plans well
enough.
Carol made a show of peeling her sweat-jacket off, with her back to the
crowd.
She had left her top off, so she definitely had an audience, even though
they
couldn't see anything. By the time she got her suit arranged, several
of
the
boys were staring, and Brandy was glaring.
"You better watch out, or you'll get a burn.", commented the nasty
redhead,
as
she stepped in to block the view.
"Thanks for the reminder", Carol replied sweetly. "But we have that
covered."
Brandy spotted the lotion bottle sticking out of the bag, and exclaimed
loudly, "Hey. That's where it went."
"What...?", Jenny asked in confusion. They hadn't even planted the
bottle
yet, but events were rushing ahead anyway.
"My lotion!", exclaimed Brandy for all to hear. "You tried to steal my
lotion."
Jenny grew hot at the accusation, but Carol made a show of calming her
down.
"Sorry. It must have gotten in there by mistake.", she said smoothly.
Brandy sneered at her, and walked back to the picnic, rubbing herself
with
the
magic potion as she went. Jenny and Carol tried their best to look
angry,
but
could hardly avoid laughing. The bottle was passed around for a bit
before
one of the girls returned it, with an apology.
Carol and Jenny, meanwhile, used the smaller bottle they had brought for
themselves, and even offered some to the girl with the conscience. They
chatted a bit, and it turned out that the girl, a pretty oriental named
Sun-
He, was also something of an outsider in the sorority. Her mother had
made
her join, because of the status, not knowing what she was sentencing her
daughter to. The girls all called her "Chin-Chin", a game started by
Mary
Ann
who claimed that she couldn't pronounce "those weird foreign names".
Sun-He
hated the nick-name, but didn't dare cause a scene. Mary Ann and Brandy
pretty much ran things, and could certainly make her life hell.
Soon it became apparent that more than the sun was hot on that beach.
They
guys, already excited from the pre-party flirting, were getting
downright
itchy. But nothing else seemed to be happening.
"It doesn't seem to be working.", commented Jenny, hiding her relief.
"You're right. Maybe we didn't use enough in the lotion. Still,
something's
happening. Let's see if we can push it over the edge."
Carol lead Jenny and Sun-He, whom Jenny had befriended, over to the
Volleyball
nets. They watched for a while, but were never invited to join in. In
fact,
they were pointedly skipped over several times.
Carol commented in a loud voice, "I guess they're afraid of some real
competition." Jenny was shocked, but Carol got the results she wanted.
Brandy came over, and the two faced off.
"Come on in.", she said in a challenging voice. "You'll look good with
a face
full of sand."
Carol smiled sweetly as she replied. "Put your money where your mouth
is.
Jenny and I will take you, two on two, for any stakes you care to name."
"Bet your ass?", Brandy asked evilly?
"You're on"
Jenny pulled Carol aside. "Are you crazy?", she asked. "Don't you
think you
could have asked me before including me in your bet?"
"Take it easy.", Carol said reassuringly. "When was the last time you
played
on sand?"
"Well, last week with you. Why?"
"These rich-bitches haven't broken a sweat in months. And I've watched
them
here today. We're gonna murder em."
The terms of the bet were made: Each time a girl missed a shot, she had
to
remove something. This would continue until one team had lost
everything. If
a girl missed a shot, but didn't have anything to "pay" with, she had to
do
one "favor" for the winning team at the end of the game.
Brandy claimed the serve without asking, which suited Carol just fine.
The
underhand serve arced high, cleared the net easily and came down in
center
court. Carol bumped the ball lightly to Jenny, who popped a set to the
right
corner.
Carol's spike slammed into the sand four feet in front of Brandy, who
dove
forward in a mad attempt at a save. All she got for her trouble was a
face
full of sand, and the honor of stripping for the crowd.
Brandy's face was nearly as red as her hair as she took off her bikini
top
and
tossed under the net. The boys were smiling at the show, and the heat
rose.
Jenny delivered a low, fast overhand serve right up the middle. Both of
the
girls froze, each expecting the other to get it, and the sand puffed up
three
feet inside the line.
This time, it was decided, Mary Ann had to lose something, and soon her
milky
white breasts were shining in the sun. Her top joined Brandy's, by the
net.
Both girls charged the next serve, stumbling as they collided, but they
did
manage to loft the ball back over the net. Again, Carol bumped, Jenny
set,
and Carol spiked. The ball struck Mary Ann in the knee, then went
wildly
out
of bounds. Mary Ann was a good sport though, and peeled her panties off
to
the cheers of the crowd. She seemed to enjoy the attention, showing
that
the
potion was having some effect.
Carol served the next one, dropping it easily to Mary Ann. Mary Ann
bumped to
Brandy, hoping for a set. Brandy put it too close to the net, and Mary
Ann
couldn't save it.
And so it went. It soon became apparent that Carol and Jenny were
setting
specifically to Mary Ann, to prolong the humiliation and run up her
"bill".
And Brandy wasn't in any hurry to help her partner. She didn't want to
lose
her own suit, and wasn't smart enough to realize that she was going to,
eventually, anyway.
Finally Mary Ann set one to Brandy so badly that it couldn't be saved,
and
she
had to shed her final covering. Again, whistles and cheers accompanied
her
mock strip-tease as she undid her suit, then drew it back and forth
between
her legs repeatedly before dropping it. She even had the nerve to take
a
bow,
first to one side of the court, then the other. The boys got a great
view of
her ass.
Mary Ann, meantime, had gone to fetch her suit, and get dressed again.
"What do you think you're doing?", Carol asked an angry Mary Ann. "You
owe
me
three favors, and you owe Jenny four. I want one of mine now."
"What?"
"You look like you're getting a sunburn in a few places. Can't have
that.",
she said firmly, taking the suit out of Mary Ann's grasp. "Sun-He,
would
you
bring the lotion?" Turning to the crowd of boys, she called loudly,
"Who
wants to help Mary Ann with the lotion?"
There was no shortage of volunteers, but Carol had something specific in
mind.
Raymond was recruited to apply the lotion, and "be careful not to miss
anyplace".
Mary Ann was clearly not happy with the situation, but stood still as
the
boy
approached. She bit her lip as the muscular black boy softly massaged
the
magic lotion into her naked flesh. Her nipples were already hard before
he
touched her, thanks to her previous dose, and he made certain that they
got
a
good rubbing as well. Slowly he covered her squirming body in the
slippery
oil, rubbing her legs from ankle to crotch. She was moaning in lust and
crying in embarrassment at the same time as he squeezed the broad globes
of her
ass, and she nearly fainted as he rubbed lotion into her already wet
crotch.
Looking around, Carol saw that Brandy was getting the same treatment
from one
of the other boys, even though she didn't have any debt to pay. The
young
black stud was on his knees in front of her, flicking his tongue over
her
pebble-hard nipples, bringing gasps of pleasure from her every time he
closed
in for a sucking kiss. Slipping his hand between her steaming thighs,
he
slid
a long, calloused finger deep inside her. She cried out in near
ecstasy as
he
slowly ground his rough skin against her love-nub. Suddenly she grabbed
his
head, wrapping both arms around him and pulling his face tight against
her
naked breasts as she stiffened. Her orgasmic shriek was like a victory
cry.
That was all it took. The already excited girls were grabbing more of
the
lotion, and there was no shortage of volunteers to apply it. Brightly
colored
bits of fabric hit the sand all over the beach, and the party really got
going. Oiled bodies squirmed a mad dance of passion on towels and beach
blankets, and "love" was definitely in the air. So were a lot of legs,
asses,
and other body parts.
Carol, Sun-Hee, and Jenny did their best to avoid the amorous boys,
though
Jenny did end up kissing and necking with one boy. Carol and Sun-He
enjoyed
the sight of Mary Ann, who had hated "niggers" when she got on the bus,
down
on all fours. She had her lips wrapped firmly around one black cock
while
Raymond pumped his into her from behind, doggy style.
Brandy was on her knees between two boys, bouncing her nubile form back
and
forth between to a pair of 17 year olds who were double-teaming her;
One
in
the front, and one in the back. The look of pure lust on her face was
priceless as she lost her mind in climax after brain-numbing climax.
One boy was on his back, with a buxom blond straddling his hips, and an
olive-skinned brunette squatting nakedly over his face. Both were
riding
his
pumping form like a bucking bronco, shrieking with pleasure.
By the time the Police showed up, Carol, Jenny, and Sun-he had taken
refuge in
the bus, along with several of the other girls. The bus driver was out
enjoying the orgy, and the chaperones were nowhere in sight.
Some of the revelers headed for the water, and it took the police nearly
20
minutes to gather everyone up.
In the end, about a third of the girls managed to avoid arrest. All of
the
boys, and both chaperones, were taken away.
* * * * *
Jenny and Sun-He were chatting over tea the next day when Carol walked
in.
With a big smile she dropped a large envelope on the table.
"How did you get them done so fast?", asked Jenny.
"That was the easy part", explained Carol as she spilled the stack of
glossy
photographs onto the table. "I just let the boy in the school photo lab
keep
a set for himself."
"Oh my gawd", exclaimed Jenny. "You know they'll be all over campus
before
the day is out, don't you?". With a malicious grin she spread the photo
set
across the table.
And what a set it was. Mrs Teasdale and Coach Robbins both being taken
in, in
handcuffs. Mrs Teasdale had a beach blanket wrapped around herself, but
one
of her naked breasts was hanging out. The coach was simply naked.
"Hmmm", said Sun-He as she examined a photo. "I never realized just how
good
Mary Ann looked in chains." Sure enough, Carol had gotten a clear shot
of
the
snobby girl wearing nothing but handcuffs and a look of carnal desire.
"I
think, with these circulating around, she's gonna be very popular."
"Are you kidding? Take a look at this one." The picture showed Brandy,
in
cuffs, being carried by two officers. She had managed to wrap her legs
around
one of them, and appeared to be trying to dry-hump the flustered
officer.
"She even tried to get it on during the trip to the police station."
Jenny had a smile all her own. "Well, the photo's are nice, but I got a
better set of souvenirs than that." Her smile burst into a broad grin
as she
displayed her trophy bag: Nearly twenty bathing suits, stolen off the
beach
during the fuck-fest. "Those girls spent the night in their cells, buck
naked."
"Oh, I haven't a thing to wear.", quoted Sun-He in a mocking imitation
of
Mary
Ann's southern twang.
"Well", finished Sun-He, "I won't have any problem leaving the Sorority
now.
My mom will understand. I mean, the whole chapter is on probation. And
the
coach got fired outright. There will never be a party like that one
again."
"Don't count on it.", Carol said with an enigmatic smile.
End of Chapter 5
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