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 Hazing by Pounder
   CHAPTER FOUR
   It was Saturday evening, and all the KAT girls, save for the two who
were in their time of the month, were sitting in the large sorority sitting
room, on one side.  On the other side were twelve remaining male pledges
from Delta Omega.
   The girls, including Sylvia, were all wearing diaphanous dressing gowns
with nothing else underneath.  One was barely able to see through them, and
it was obvious the twelve pledges were about to suffer from severe
eyestrain.
   "Gentlemen!" Tom Ware said.  "You are the remaining twelve who have
survived, to date.  Since we presently have room for only ten, two of you
will eventually be dropped.  However, to spur all twelve of you to do your
utmost to earn your place in Delta Omega, we've decided to give you a
little show.  All the ladies you see will eventually be available to new
members.  As you doubtless know, KAT is-dependent on DOG for survival. 
Therefore you will be paying a small stipend for the services of these
ladies.  Now before you men get cute, just remember, these girls are not
whores.  They are not doing this for themselves, and, as a matter-of-fact,
if the sorority didn't need the money so badly, they'd gladly offer
themselves free of charge since all of them love all of us."
   The men laughed lightly, and the women giggled.
   "Lisa," Tom continued, "who is the house prexy, is going to give you
guys a demonstration of just what she's capable of doing, if and when you
guys complete your pledge programs properly and are eligible to join the
fraternity.  Just remember, our frat is not only unique at DEMark U.  but
probably all over the country."
   "Unlike the house presidents before me," Lisa said, "I'm not going to
put on a one-woman show.  That would be easy enough, and it would arouse
you boys, I guess, but I want you to get an idea of what you'll really be
in for when you come to KAT.  So aside from myself, I'm going to use
Sylvia, Alma, Bea, Candi, and Didi."
   This was Sylvia's first orgy, and though it was a demonstration, in
essence for nothing, she intended keeping her promise in going all out for
KAT.  Along with the other four girls mentioned, she slipped off her robe,
letting the pledges see what she looked like in the altogether, and if they
didn't whistle-as pledges they had not only been pledged to secrecy but
absolute silence-their eyes spoke louder than their mouths.  Sylvia felt
all of them look at her as well as the other girls.  If they stared it was
not out of curiosity, but desire.  She was wanted as much as any of the
others, and to Sylvia that was extremely important.
   Four of the present members of Delta Omega also undressed, one of whom
was Tom Ware.  He walked right up to Sylvia and the two of them immediately
eased to the floor where the carpeting, ratty though it was, provided
enough of a cushion.  Since the girls kept the room fastidiously clean,
Sylvia wasn't worried about her body picking up any unwanted vermin.  She
was already a totally different kind of female from the one who Tom had
initiated a few nights earlier.
   It was amazing what people were willing to do, Tom thought, once
properly initiated and prepared.  He took Sylvia's palm and proceeded to
tongue it, sending tiny explosive vibrations through her shuddering body.
Then he moved her hand lower and wrapped it around his penis, noting how
willingly Sylvia gripped the huge, purple-headed organ.
   The penis felt so massively large and lusty in the hand of the newest
member of Kappa Alpha Tau.  She wanted to make it swell and enlarge even
more and squeezed it tight, jerking it up and down so the head began
weeping a slow liquid ooze.  Tom's hands were now free to manipulate her
beautiful rose-tipped breasts to diamond-hard, red-poker-pointed readiness.
His tongue plunged into her waiting mouth.  Sylvia sucked on it hungrily
and eagerly, no longer the timidly afraid little virgin.  Tom had
introduced her to the delights of the flesh, and she intended enjoying it
all-all.  All the while her hands continued feeling his thick, monstrous
penis swelling to even greater proportions under her hands.  The juices
seeping from the tip helped her get it wet and slick as she tugged with a
quickening rhythm.
   * * *
   Lisa loved showing her body to people.  She was a natural exhibitionist.
One of the frat boys, Robert Reamer, had approached her.  He was a
sophomore, and not too well acquainted with her physical charms, and she
decided to make him know her better.  She threw the dark-haired,
dark-skinned, sharp-faced boy onto his slender back, and she had thrown
herself on top of him.  Lisa clamped her mouth to his, her tongue delving
between his lips, and he accepting it very gratefully.  She behaved as if
her tongue were a penis, and his mouth was a cunt, and she was fucking it,
her white breasts mashed against his heavily panting bony chest.  She
shuddered with delight, feeling his monstrous penis ballooning into a
gigantic, blood-engorged instrument almost rivaling that of Tom Ware.  It
pressed hard against her belly, and she trembled with lascivious desire. 
Her shuddering stomach was quaking with lewd excitement, anticipating,
feeling, waiting, as Robert's slender hands clutched the moon-round orbs of
her little ass in a lusting vise.  He stared at her in wonder, never having
really known how fabulous she was, before, his eyes growing even wider as
she tugged her mouth away and slid her body down between his thighs to lie
and stare at the tremendously thick shaft and swollen tip of his
elephantine cock.  The member stood up from between his skinny thighs like
a huge tan spike.  Lisa, who loved sucking, immediately lowered her head
and took the wonderful organ between her pink lips, ovaling her mouth
lovingly around it.
   While she was sucking, hands were busy playing with her rectum.  She was
too busy to look.  At the moment she didn't even care.  The hands were
pulling her orbs slowly apart, and a penile head was being forced into her
rectum.  She had felt one there so many times before, this one only
thrilled her all the more.
   * * *
   Morris Schwinn, like Rob Reamer, was a sophomore.  He was just under six
feet in height, with black hair, brown eyes, dark skin, and a shy
disposition.  He found it hard to approach any of the Kappa Alpha girls,
even though he, like all the other members of DOG, had paid a whole
semester's worth of fees at the beginning of October.  He was one of the
four males participating because Tom Ware had insisted he join in.  Ware
felt he wanted all his boys to enjoy themselves all the time.  Morris
hadn't been doing so, and now Ware was seeing to it Morris was getting laid
with a vengeance.
   The shy boy found himself pinned down by the four remaining females. 
Alma had fondled and stroked him, fondling his penis until it was hard and
ready as he lay on the floor.  Then she had lowered her wide-open, pink
pussy on his air-spearing phallus, impaling her lovely body on the full
length of his enormously aching rod.  He bucked under her and she calmed
him, saying, "Hush, honey.  Just let me captain this one."
   Alma was a redhead with long, flowing hair that streamed down her back.
She had a large nose and if she wasn't the most beautiful of women, she
certainly made up for it with her ardor for fucking.  Her breasts were nice
and large, and they bounced and flounced as her buttocks slammed into his
thighs.
   Grinding her hips in a circular little dance of lascivity, she caused
the hips of the male soph to arch against her body in abandoned response.
   "I kind of thought you'd like this," she said, smiling happily, feeling
his enormous penis jerk and probe way up into her belly, filling the depths
of her cunt completely and fully.
   Morris' hands thumbed and kneaded her lengthily extended nipples,
tugging her rounded breasts until they were bloated with arousal.  The two
of them began moaning and murmuring and chanting their rising excitement.
   One very deep thrust of her body as it ground against him shoved his
throbbing cock into the deepest part of her pulsing, gripping cunnus even
farther until Morris thought it was so far up inside her it was going to
come out the top of her head.  Involuntarily, both his hands flung
themselves out on either side of him, and he looked as if he were being
horizontally crucified.
   Suddenly he was aware the fingers of both hands were soaking wet, and
both sets of fingers were touching the satin wetness of cuntlips.  He
jerked his head left and right, and he saw Bea and Candi had lowered
themselves on his ecstatically stretched fingers.
   Bea was a lovely brunette with small breasts and almost flat hips.  Even
her nose was so small it seemed nearly non-existent.  Her black hair was
very short and cut in an Italian bob.
   Candi had breasts only slightly larger than those of Bea.  Her hips were
a little wider, though her waist was extremely narrow.  Her blonde hair was
long and flowed almost down to her waist.
   "Fuck us, too," Candi begged, her voice sounding like musical chimes,
and she and Bea splayed their perfectly formed, milk-white thighs so he was
able to sink his middle and forefinger of each hand into their pink,
desire-drenched cunts.  He stared with a slight feeling of guilt at Alma,
the redhead, but she was lustily pumping up and down his gigantically
throbbing pole, her eyes flashing with great delight.  Seeing the guilt on
his face, she said, "It's all right Morrie-honey.  This is what we're
supposed to be doing.  See how all the pledges are staring with their
tongues hanging out.  Remember last year, when you were one of the
pledges?"
   "Yeah," the dark-haired Morris nodded.  "But I sure never saw anything
like this.  That Lisa really knows how to set things up."
   He was enjoying it all immensely now, thrilling to the cunt around his
cock and the two around his fingers, and then he saw a pair of naked thighs
kneeling on either side of his head.  The wet-slick, fur-ringed cunt of
brown hair between those luscious thighs was wide open to his eyes, and the
pink meat within was glinting invitingly in the soft light.
   Morris stared straight up at the overhanging pussy, seeing it wide open
and ready for anything and everything he had to offer.  The slick pink lips
of the wetly swollen vagina were shimmering from her vaginal secretions,
and the tiny clitoris quivered as he stared.  He had never even imagined a
cunt being offered to him so readily and sensuously.  Certainly as a member
of DOG he didn't dare let it go by.
   "Come on down, you beautiful-looking cunt," he called out, invitingly,
looking straight up as the vaginal mouth continued to dangle so deliciously
enticing above him.  A face bent down where the cunt had been a moment
earlier to smile at him.
   "I'm Didi, Morrie," the brown-haired girl said to him, and he saw the
mountainous bosoms dangling from her body.  Her waist was a little fleshy,
and she had huge buttocks.  Her being so different in appearance from the
other three made her all the more exciting.  Her white teeth that flashed
as she smiled, and deep black eyes that wanted to absorb him.
   "Bring it right on down, Didi," Morris invited.  "Put that adorably
lovely and sweet little pussy against my mouth and let me suck all the
juices out of it."
   Didi giggled delightedly and lowered her nakedly wet cunt to his
wide-open lips.  She squirmed and squealed as he used his teeth to nibble
on her clitoris, moaning when his tongue lashed madly around the swollen
gland.  He thought the brown-haired girl would faint when he pursed his
lips around her clitoris and began sucking it as if it were a mini-penis.
Knifing his tongue deep through her vaginal lips, he tasted the ambrosial
nectar of her delicious vaginal opening.  His tongue scoured and lapped and
licked and sucked and teased, sending the blistering mercury of his own
desire raging even higher.
   Alma, the redhead, was mewling with thrilled rapture at the exquisite
sensations that came from sliding up and down Morris's pole, feeling his
spear push through her as if it was going through semi-soft butter.  Morris
felt every throbbing little muscle, every jumping and twitching little
nerve in the redhead's greedy and voracious vagina.  The head of his cock
would slam against her cervix each time she forced herself down, and then
it would bypass the womb-mouth and sink into the depths of her creaming
gulf.  Sometimes Alma would lift herself until the head of his cock was
once again against the opening to her womb, then she'd stay in place,
allowing her uterine muscles to do all the work.  Morris groaned deep in
his throat, his mouth filled with Didi's cunt as it ground wetly and firmly
against his slurping mouth.  Morris felt as if there were thousands of
greedy little leeches sucking on the tip and the sides of his throbbing
cock while Alma sat absolutely still.  Because Didi was sitting on his
face, he was unable to see Candi and Bea, but his fingers were sucking
madly into their slavering oriels, surrounded by two burning caves of utter
delight.  He slammed his fingers in as deep as possible and found the
clitoris of each girl with his thumbs.  He was rewarded by feeling them
squirm, rotating their sweet pussies as they arched back and forth in an
attempt to encompass an entire hand into each vagina.  "Ahhhhhhh ... 
ooooohhhhhhh...." one of them was moaning, and the other was echoing with,
"Ooooooooh ...  aaaahhhhh ...  " It was as if the blonde and brunette
seemed to do things in tandem.  He wondered if it was only now, or if they
did things like this together all the time.  They seemed to go so well
together, each complementing the other.
   Morris sucked the brown-haired Didi's cunt with hungry gusto.  His
tongue probed deeply into her pulsingly pink pussy, listening to the moans
and groans that built inside her.  His ears picked up the sounds off Alma's
uneven breathing as it became louder and louder.  She began bouncing
straight up and down on his maddeningly spearing cock, using straight jabs
and a wild rotary movement.
   He knew Alma was close to her orgasm, and he slowed down a little to
keep pace with her, well aware he was capable of reaching his own
satisfaction at any moment.
   Thrusting his tongue deep in Didi, he lashed her creaming, foaming pussy
wildly as he continued finger-fucking both Candi and Bea with his two
hands. His fingers made soft sucking sounds as he pumped into the cunts of
the blonde and the black-haired girl.  His face was drenched with Didi's
sopping secretions as he continued slurping and stabbing his tongue into
the throbbing depths of her heated vagina.  Alma moaned as she was savagely
impaled in one great slam on Morris's thundering cock.  Bea, Candi, and
Didi were moaning and writhing incoherently as he pushed faster and harder
with his fingers and his tongue.
   Alma arched her back, her head thrown up to the ceiling, as she
screamed, "AAAIIIYYYAAAGGGGHHHH ...  UHHHHH ...  HHHHAAANNNHHHH ... 
HHHAAARRRGGGHHHH ...  OOOHHHH ...  NOWWWW...."
   The instant she began screaming and straining like a mare gone wild,
arching and then lifting her buttocks only to slam them down all the more
solidly each time, Morris felt the girls sitting on his fingers bouncing
their own butts all the more wildly as the wet, sucking walls pulled
rapturously on his manual digits.  Simultaneously, Didi slammed her hot
cunt into his face, bellowing, "YYYEEEAAAIIIYYYAAAGGGHHHH!'' It was a
banshee-type wail.
   "His solid cock thundered like an express train moving ever deeper
through the clenching tunnel of the orgasming Alma, and she, realizing he
hadn't come, bounced all the more wildly in spite of feeling her own orgasm
shoot through her body.  She sensed his scrotum tightening and pulling all
the more narrowly into his groin, while at the same moment his throbbing
penis continued expanding until it all but burst the tightly clenching
walls of Alma's hot cunt.
   "UUURRRMMMPHHHAAAWWWLLLGGGRRRUUUFFFF!" he bellowed into the wetly
sloshing center of Didi's pussy.  His wide-open mouth drank more of the
brown-haired girl's dripping oils, and that which didn't go into his mouth
drenched his face.
   Sperm roared like a powerful ram held back too long, charging down the
hot corridors of his pent-up penis to spurt a sensuous heated flush through
Alma's wriggling, moaning body.  His hands were drenched in the love juices
of the blonde and brunette riding his fingers as their tight cunts milked
and sucked his fingers like two starving calves.  The two females were also
wailing their siren songs of release.
   Morris felt more alive and thrilled than ever before.  He was no longer
the poor little rich boy who had to depend on daddy's money to do
everything for him.  Sure, he had paid his way in DOG to get to the KATs,
but so had everyone of the other boys.  But it was his cock, not his
father's money, and his mouth, and his fingers that had satisfied four
separate women at the same time.  Didi, Bea, and Candi rolled off him,
lying on the floor, exhausted.  Alma fell forward on his chest and just lay
there.
   * * *
   Sylvia felt the easy, dreaming and delightfully warming bliss of Tom
Ware's preliminary lovemaking as it began heating her beyond the point of
no-return.  He was lying on top of her, his thighs between her legs, his
tongue fucking into her mouth, her ears, and even her nostrils, laving her
face and throat with heavy kisses.  She felt the great log of his huge
masculine organ expanding against her naked belly as his hot testicles lay
on the soft, wet, hair-surrounded lips of her cunt.  She was so alive and
full of feeling.  Doing what was best for the sorority had given her life
as she had never known it, before.  She was feeling!  She had learned the
meaning of the word, and she was feeling.  It was Tom, this same man on top
of her now who had taught her to feel.  Lord!  So much had happened in such
a short period of timeless than a week-and it was all so wonderful.  She
had been a haplessly helpless mouse of a girl until Tom had torn her
useless virginity from her.  She never wanted to be that way again.  She
ached to do something beautiful for the man.  She wanted to show her true
appreciation in front of all the others.  She ached to grovel in front of
him and thank him for what he had done.
   Seeing Lisa working on Rob Reamer, she suddenly realized she wanted to
do the same thing for Tom.  This would be her way of letting him know how
far she would go for him.
   "Tom," she gasped, holding his face between her palms, keeping him from
kissing her for the moment.  "I want you to let me suck your cock.  I've
never done anything like it, before, and I want you to be the first man to
let me do it.  And I want you to keep your cock in my mouth until you come.
I want to feel you shoot down my throat.  Please, Tom, please...."
   He kissed her one more time, then stared at her with brightly glittering
eyes and told her, "Don't just talk about it, Syl ...  do it.  Hell!  I'll
bet you'll be really good at it, too.  Come on and suck my cock, baby."
   From somewhere pillows were propped under Sylvia's head as she remained
lying on her back.  Tom slid up, resting his ass on her wonderful breasts,
pushing his knees into her armpits, and right there, right under Sylvia's
nose was the man's huge, pulsating, blood-bloated, vein-laced penis.  This
close, it looked so monumental Sylvia wondered if she was capable of
sucking it.  She had to, she just had to ...  for him.  For Tom.  For the
briefest instant the old panic swept over her as Sylvia realized there was
no escape, now.  She tentatively reached out a hand and began to
experimentally stroke the organ.
   She felt him writhe and heard him groan and gasp out loud when she
stared at the oil-glistening purple head, seeing the way it throbbed,
expanding and contracting in her tightly gripping fist.  She tugged it back
and forth, feeling it harden even more as her mind concentrated on the
swollen organ, letting the sight of it fill her mind.  Little by little the
presence of all the others in the room faded, and now there was nothing but
the heatedly solid sensation of his massive penis in her tiny hand. 
Slowly, carefully, hypnotically, she lifted her head, moving her face
forward.
   Tom was gasping, choking in anticipation.  He stared at her lovely face,
and though he had seen many lovely faces with their mouths wrapped around
his cock, it was always a thrill to see a new one.
   Sylvia's legs stretched out behind Tom's back, her thighs spread wide
apart.  She felt the cool air in the room wafting across her cuntlips.
   Taking a deep breath, Sylvia opened her mouth and allowed her tongue to
flick out, letting it touch the soft, velvety tip.  Her tongue found the
little slit in the head of his cock almost immediately, and attracted to
it, she used her tongue to lick it and move around as if trying to open it
up and widen it.  Tom jerked and shuddered.  A new tongue was touching his
cock, and it was thrilling.  He moaned as the tip of her tongue burrowed
into the little seeping hole in his cock.  She tasted the male tang of his
seminal oil as droplets flowed from the little opening, and excitement
washed through her.  She licked along the soft underside of his veined
penis and then slowly back to the coronal rim, then down to the thick base
and on to the soft, bloated sac of his testicles, drawing her nails gently
beneath them, weighing their heated heaviness in the palm of her hand with
slave-like affection.
   Her other hand squeezed his penile pole just under the corona until the
heavy head stood up, proud and shiny.  Eagerly she took the purple point
between her lips, letting the burning shaft glide along the full length of
her tongue as her ovaled mouth took in more and more of it.  She tasted the
man's oozing drops of seepage, salty, pungent, and exciting.
   Tom Ware groaned as her mouth continued to lovingly labor on the end of
his aching cock, feeling the way it swelled in her mouth.  Her lovely face
was obscenely distorted as she struggled valiantly to fit all of his heavy
cock inside her mouth.  He eased his hands around her lovely brown hair,
his fingers enmeshed in the fragrant strands, his palms against her jaws to
guide her lovely, adorable face as he began a slow undulation with his
hips, sliding the thickly swollen, lust-bloated penis in and out of her
mouth.  Her lips gripped the cock so tightly, lewd sucking sounds filled
the large room.  Fervently her cheeks puffed out as he plunged forward, and
just as fervently they hollowed each time he withdrew.  She performed this
licentious task with thrilled delight, and his hips began thrusting his
pulsating organ between her sucking lips with mounting speed and quickening
fury.
   Sylvia was unable to resist the licentious stimulation she was feeling
caused by her sucking Tom's hard cock.  Hot thrills poured through her. 
The fleshy thrill pumped in and out of her wantonly eager mouth as
deliciously perverse and shimmering rapture, a sensation of intemperate
lascivity charged insanely through her belly and loins.
   Her slender thighs spread themselves unconsciously wider as her hands
clung to his testicles and her mouth sucked his throbbing penis with
thrilling joy.  She would have never believed it possible that sucking Tom
Ware's cock brought her such total and thrilling bliss.  She had started
out doing this to make him happy, and found that in so doing she was also
receiving pleasure.
   Eagerly her mouth explored every ridge and wrinkle of the thickly
swollen penile length.  Her tongue licked lasciviously at the blood-bloated
tip, using the point of her oral organ to probe repeatedly into the tiny
split while her fevered vagina became drenched and exquisitely aroused. 
Now there was a great aching" hollow between her widespread thighs, and
that hollow needed filling.
   Suddenly, as if by a miracle" she sensed someone lying between her
achingly lonely thighs, and heated air was blowing against her inflamed
vagina.  She became aware of a man's strong palms pressing against the
tender softness of her slender inner thighs, moving them even wider apart
than before, and her mind began reeling erotically with lascivious
anticipation.
   Sylvia lurched and groaned as she lay on the floor with the hot cock
pressing into her mouth as hotly wet lips slowly closed on the
desire-dampened mound between her beautiful thighs.  Wet, teasing,
titillating kisses were being lavished on the hair--rimmed slit of her
tingling cunt ...  more gentle and beautiful kisses than she had ever
imaged possible.  True, this was the first time her vagina was being
lapped, but from what she had seen while in the sorority house, most men
used their tongues like knives, stabbing them into the deep dehiscence of
the woman each was lapping at the time, sucking and gobbling like a tiger
at raw meat.  This was a gentle, loving mouth, licking lasciviously but
softly, lavishing heavy kisses on the closed lips of her aching pussy. 
Whose tongue?  She had to know.  With Tom's cock thrust all the way down
her throat, the head poking into her gullet, she raised her head and peered
past his hips.  The man between her thighs lifted his head long enough for
her to see his face.  It was the one they called Morris, who had been
handling the two girls with his hands, while another had sat on his face,
and a fourth had ridden his penis.  The four girls were laying sprawled off
to the side, and the way her helpless little pussy had opened and closed
like the mouth of a guppy, pleading and begging for someone to care for it,
had roused the pity and the desire in the satiated Morris.  His cock was
still wilted, and so he used the only instrument of lust he had left; his
tongue.
   When he returned to the wildly pleasurable lapping of her soaked and
aching vagina, Morris decided that the cunt he was now tasting was far more
luscious and considerably wetter and sweeter smelling than Didi's pussy. 
There was something special about this female.  Morris felt it.
   Choking moans of delight gurgled from Sylvia's too-full-of-penis-mouth
as she quivered and every muscle in her aching body reacted to the crazed
pleasures Morris was building between her legs.  All the while Tom was
thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into her throat, touching little
nerve-ends in there, as well, causing thrills to mount in her gullet, as
well.  Sylvia felt a mounting pleasure in her that was different from the
time Tom had fucked her.  Newer, even greater thrills were building in her,
basically because they were building in two places at once.  She vaguely
wondered if it was possible for her to go stark, raving mad with ecstasy.
   Engulfed in the vortex of swirling erotic enchantment, her mind totally
blank to all else other than the continually mounting and thrilling
tempestuous sensuality firing her, Sylvia felt herself all aglow.  She was
able to feel and hear the hot panting of Morris Schwinn as he used soft and
delicate fingers to spread the fleshy, hair-surrounded flanges of her wetly
pink slit, revealing her secret interior to his eyes.  Morris grunted with
deep lust as he slowly lowered his head and used his extra-long tongue to
lick through the exposed coral wetness of her flesh as her velvety cunt
flowered open all the more.
   "Uuuurrrccchhhaaaggghhhh!" she gagged, choking as her mouth continued
slaving beneath Tom's thrusting cock.  She gently raked her teeth down the
thick trunk as now, she was more eager than ever to taste the hot load of
semen he was ready to pour down her throat.  She wanted it to be beautiful
for Tom, because all this was exceptionally beautiful for her.
   * * *
   Lisa had lain for sometime completely entwined with Robert Reamer after
having sucked him off, while the DOG member who had fucked her ass had
come, in the process giving her a wild anal orgasm.  She had been exhausted
because of the power of her orgasm, and Reamer was near dead as she had all
but sucked the very life out of him.  Drowsily she looked around, seeing
the unbelieving stares of the DOG pledges, each man with a huge bulge in
his crotch, yet none of them daring to touch with their hands for fear of
being disqualified from DOG.
   She noticed Sylvia spread-eagled with young Morris Schwinn sucking
between her thighs in strong concentration while Tom Ware remained seated
on her breasts, fucking his gigantic cock into her eager mouth.  Sylvia was
learning in a hurry, all right.
   Just looking at the threesome got Lisa all hot and bothered again, and
with her right hand she reached down, pressing her fingers into her
dripping pussy.' She rubbed in and out in time to the beautiful gyrations
she was seeing.  Oh she wanted a cock in her cunt.  She'd had one in her
mouth and she'd had one in her ass, and she ached for one in her cunt. 
Jesus!  There would never be enough cock to completely satisfy her aching
inner need.
   Gently, she extricated herself from the arms of the resting Rob Reamer
and stood up, staggering the few steps to the threesome.  She looked at the
pledges, smiled, showed them her vagina, then with her feet she straddled
Sylvia's slaving, sucking, salivating face, spreading her groin directly in
front of Tom Ware's face as she presented him with her, drippingly
lascivious, coral-fleshed slit of starving pussy.
   Tom gaped at the widespread pink opening the blonde Lisa held up to his
face, and he saw it glistening wetly with the viscous droplets of flaming
carnal desire.  Her dilated vaginal mouth was actually twitching as she
squirmed her lovely thighs before him and he stared at the enticingly
exposed beauty of it all.
   She reached down, grabbed his cheeks with her palms, and pulled his face
forward, guiding it to her slick, wet pink slot.  He plunged the full
length of his heated tongue into the quiveringly warm depths of her tightly
clasping pussy.
   He heard her moan and whimper as Lisa gasped out unintelligible sounds.
Just as Tom's cock was her favorite-whether in her cunt or mouthhis tongue
was her favorite, too.  He seemed to know how to lap her better than any
other male.  Her soft hands clutched at his hair and she continued emitting
throaty animal sounds while she pulled his face forcefully into the splayed
split of her sucking, down-fringed pussy.  Tom speared into the seething
depths of her thrilled and excited channel and Lisa ground her hips
excitedly, squirming, wriggling, and churning as gasps and groaning sounds
poured from between her gritted teeth.
   She pressed his face into the tight hole between the hotly sensitive
vaginal walls opening and closing around his lingual digit.  Tom's tongue
sank further and further in.
   His cock, standing out from between his thighs like that of a frenzied
bull was buried to the hilt in Sylvia's mouth, and Sylvia slurped it all
the more hungrily, gripping his asscheeks with her hands, bobbing her head
salaciously back and forth on the throbbing member.' Her eyes were wide
open, thrilling to the sight of his hairy pelvis moving toward and away
from her face, and she was aware he was gasping into the fur-framed pussy
of Lisa who still stood with splayed loins and slightly bent knees
straddling Sylvia's head.  This was beautiful, truly beautiful.  It was
more than lust involved.  There was a oneness that she felt with Tom, Lisa,
and Morris.  She felt the inner feelings of love working through all of
them.  She was happy Tom was getting so much from this because of what he
had done for her, and it was obvious Morris was enjoying what his mouth was
doing to her cunt.  He was also an extra-special person who merited more
attention from her in the future.
   Her lust and desire totally unchecked now, Sylvia sucked the heatedly
burning cock voraciously deep into her saliva-filled throat.  Each time she
tugged the head inside, she nearly choked, but it was Tom's cock, and she
wanted to make certain he enjoyed what she was doing.  Tiny explosions of
scintillating lust burst in her brain as Tom moved up and down, plunging
his member in and out of her sucking mouth in a rhythm all his own while
Morris's lashing tongue continued probing the depths of her own pussy,
thrusting deeper and deeper in the searing tightness of her feminine oven.
   Now another thrilling sensation of delightful prurience began making
itself known to her, burning through her mind.  She felt Morris's
forefinger teasing the opening to her rectum.  Her breath quickened
uncontrollably as she forgot all else ...  as he pushed the digital invader
to the first knuckle into her anal tunnel, making it feel as if she had
been invaded by another cock.
   "AAAAYYYAAAIIIGGGHHHHH!" she bellowed, and began blasting oil into
Morris's face as she all but gagged with the massive cock of Tom Ware down
her throat.  Her tongue momentarily stopped sucking because the intrusion
of Morris's finger into her asshole was all she had needed to bring on her
orgasm.  It built in her belly and in her loins.  Morris's handsome young
mouth remained glued to the oval, elasticized hole of her vagina, his
deeply thrusting tongue swirling and lashing the sensitive walls in cadence
to his finger-fucking into her asshole as the finger sank deeper and
deeper. She nursed and sucked the bloated stiffness of Tom Ware's throbbing
cock with all her oral ability.
   Sylvia heard Lisa's howling moan, signaling that she was reaching her
own peak.  It was an eerie and unearthly sound. 
"EEEEYYYAAAWWWAAAUUUGGGHHHAAA R R RGGGHHH!"
   A chain reaction seemed to set in.  Tom was aware of Lisa peaking as she
clutched his face against her sodden feminine vestibule all the more
tightly, her fingers tightening their hold in his hair.  Every muscle and
cord of her willowy form telegraphed the event to his lust-filled brain. 
This thrilled Tom-, too, because he was always happy to make a woman come.
Her wail was a salacious plea that was too much for him.  He felt the
shuddering length of his cock swell into peaking stiffness because of
Lisa's unintelligible wails.
   Sylvia sensed his huge cock swelling in her mouth as she continued to
hungrily and voraciously suck while thrilling to her own orgasm.  Then Tom
shouted in a gasping cry that was muffled by the depths of Lisa's pussy,
"UUURRRGGGHHHMMMPHHHH!"
   Sylvia wasn't quite ready for what happened next.  Tom's gigantically
swollen penis shot his heavy sudsy sperm into the back of her throat in
wild, gushing spurts of teeming liquid, burst after burst of the flaming
masculine liquid essence, and then came another overwhelming explosion
caused by the pressure of Tom's cock against her gullet, making her entire
body erupt with thrilling rapture.  She gurgled and half-screamed and
almost choked on the spewing masculine jets of semen spurting into her
throat.  Frenetically she swallowed and sucked the penis, drinking the oily
concoction it was spewing.  She drank all of it into her mouth and down her
sucking throat.
   Morris was still playing his tongue skillfully against her shuddering
and upstanding clitoris, and Sylvia never wanted him to stop, even though
she was oversensitive.  Then she shuddered again as a third orgasm wracked
her trembling body in multiple paroxysms.  "UUURRRCCCHHHLLLUUUGGGHHH
UUUMMPHHHH!'' she gasped around the slowly shrinking penis in her mouth.
   Sylvia's pelvis and vagina were trembling and aching for more with
Morris's sucking mouth still clamped to her.  Lisa had quietly slid to the
side and had fallen to her knees, lying like a deflated balloon, on the
floor.  Tom's penis had spurted and spouted into Sylvia's mouth until his
swollen balls had been completely drained.  He rolled over and lay down
beside the collapsed Lisa, himself totally drained.
   When at last Sylvia lay completely still, her eyes closed, her mouth
slack with a little trickle of Tom's semen drooling obscenely from the
corner of her mouth, Morris, who had been erectionally revitalized, crawled
up on her body.  His throbbing cane of a cock lay against the split between
her thighs, and hazily, Sylvia struggled up from the valley of near-sleep.
   "What's your name?" she asked him.  "It's not polite to fuck a lady
without telling her your name."
   "I'm Morris," he told her.
   "I'm Sylvia," she replied.  "Morris, please fuck me.
   To Be Continued 
  
Hazing Ch 04