Title: Bikini Sorority House Party
Author: Knickers
Universe: Nicola Adventures
Keywords: MF, FF, exhib
Summary: When Nicola shoots a B-movie at a real sorority house, she must help the college babes raise $10,000.

Disclaimer: The following story contains sex 
scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and 
I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws 
in most states would require it not be read by 
persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by 
adult themes, you should probably leave now. 

More importantly, this tale features women 
presented as sexual objects. There is nothing 
wrong with this as they are only fictional 
characters. I urge readers, especially young 
males, to not regard real women in this way.

This work is © 2002 the author. Permission is 
granted to freely distribute, provided it is 
not altered in any way. It may not be posted 
to any website or included in any archive 
without the author's permission.

There is no Nicola. All characters are 
fictitious. The situations are made-up. This 
is only a fantasy, and any similarity to real 
persons, events & institutions is pure 
coincidence.

The "Nicola Adventures" are a series of erotic 
stories about an Australian model-turned-
actress who travels to Hollywood to find 
stardom. They are to date: (in reading order)

1. Nicola's Hot Screen Test
2. Nicola & the Helpful Angel
3. Bikini Audition
4. Shutterbug Starlets
5. Bikini Stewardesses Go Mile High
6. Hollywood Party Hostesses
7. Nicola: Live & Uncensored
8. Carwash Cuties 
9. Nicola Gets A Woody
10. Bikini Christmas Carol
11. Sex Kitten
12. Bikini Sorority House Party <-
13. Bikini Audition 2: The Wrath of Angela
14. Best in Show
15. Knickers Down in Acapulco
16. InfoNicola 

Please don't email me asking for the other 
stories. Visit the website at 
http://www.asstr.org/~knickers . As well as 
all the episodes, you'll find author's notes, 
reader feedback, and movie reviews.

Bikini Sorority House Party (MF FF exhib)

(The Audition)

The gorgeous blonde girl looked into the 
camera with her baby-blue eyes and gave a 
winsome smile.

"Hi, I'm Teri. I'm 19 years old, and I'm a 
freshman here at the Fellwood University."

Nicola liked what she saw. Turning to the 
cameraman, the Aussie starlet murmured, "Make 
sure you get good footage of her body."

He was happy to oblige, panning down from that 
beautiful face framed by honey-blonde locks, 
down to her impressive cleavage barely 
contained in a cut-off FU t-shirt. The camera 
lingered on her boobs, noting the generous 
shape of her bra-less breasts, before 
continuing down a tanned, smoothed exposed 
stomach (and cute little belly button). The 
camera flowed gracefully downward over the co-
ed's exquisite body, sliding past skimpy denim 
shorts and long, lean legs. 

Nicola licked her lips as she ogled this hot 
little bunny. "And what are your 
measurements?" she asked.

Teri gave a toss of her hair. "I'm 36-24-34." 
She nearly dissolved into a fit of giggles. 
'I'm sorry," she said, "I've never done 
anything like this before."

"That's OK," Nicola replied, "I can remember 
how nervous I was my first audition." Indeed, 
it seemed like only yesterday she was parading 
her body for Mr. Spinetti, stripping her way 
to the lead in 'Bikini Bandits'.

Still smirking but relatively composed, Teri 
placed her hands on her hips, pushing her 
boobs out toward the video camera.

"First up, my name is Nicola Baron. The movie 
is called 'Bikini Sorority House Party'. If 
you're familiar with these kinds of movies 
they're kinda cute, kinda silly, with quite a 
bit of nudity."

An adorable look crossed Teri's face, 
somewhere between embarrassment and amusement. 
"Yeah, that's OK with me."

Nicola smiled. Even if she was new to this, 
Teri obviously knew what was required of her 
and willing to do.

"Now, because of this we're going to need to 
see you take some clothes off, to make sure 
you're right for the part."

"Sure," Teri replied perkily. "You wanna see 
me naked now?"

"Please!" laughed Nicola.

Teri fought back another giggle and reached 
for the bottom hem of her t-shirt. She lifted 
her shirt gracefully over her head, baring a 
pair of very cute tits. The blonde co-ed 
tossed the shirt aside and went back to 
posing.

"I hope you like what you see," she purred. 
Indeed, Nicola was taking more than just 
professional interest in the T & A show before 
her hungry eyes. "Nice, very nice," she 
murmured. Teri turned slowly, showing off her 
body from every angle. Her boobs were pert, 
nipples slightly erect. Nicola noticed she had 
no tan lines, Teri's chest was as evenly brown 
as her own.

"Now your shorts please."

Teri turned, facing away from the camera. She 
bent over, slowly tugging down the denim 
shorts, revealing more and more of her smooth 
ass. Finally, they fell crumpled at her ankles 
and Teri stepped out of them. Now completely 
nude, she turned back to face the camera, all 
the while fighting to stop from bursting into 
laughter. 

Teri was even more gorgeous nude than clothed. 
Her body was so sleek, so lithe. She sported a 
very cute little muff of strawberry blonde 
pubic hair that matched that on her head. The 
tan was for her top only, her crotch by 
contrast was as white as snow.

"I see somebody enjoys topless sunbathing," 
Nicola quipped. 

"Yeah, we have a pool out back. It's a great 
way to relax, take a break from study."

"Thank-you, that'll be fine," Nicola told 
Teri. "You can get dressed now."

The co-ed retrieved her clothes. "God, that's 
a sexy accent," she said. "So husky, it gives 
me it the chills."

Nicola's eyes lit up. She'd struck gold here. 
"Thanks, Teri. Perhaps you could bring your 
sorority sisters in and I can speak to you 
all?"

Teri nodded, and with a cute little wiggle of 
her ass she sashayed out of the room.

Nicola was totally stoked when Mr. Spinetti 
accepted her script for production. Nicola had 
taken her experiences in B-movies and written 
her own sex comedy- "Bikini Sorority House 
Party", a saucy romp about the Theta Pi 
sorority (known as the "Thigh girls") who need 
to come up with $10,000 when the crusty old 
Dean threatens to close them down. As well as 
starring, Nicola would direct and co-produce.

It was decided to do something a little 
different for "Bikini Sorority House Party". 
Instead of shooting in Hollywood with the 
usual cast of starlets, Mr. Spinetti thought 
it would be neat to find a real all-American 
sorority, complete with gorgeous co-eds who'd 
be willing to play the saucy sorority babes.

And so the nationwide search had begun, the 
search that had finally brought them to 
Fellwood University, in upstate New York. 
Here, on this small campus, Nicola found 
Constance House, an historic sorority snuggled 
away on a quiet, oak-lined lane. Established 
back in the 19th century by notorious 
bluestocking Constance Frye, Constance House 
was a large, elegant old villa surrounded by 
beautiful gardens. Very peaceful and serene. 

However, what Nicola had heard was the girls who 
lived there were anything but peaceful and 
serene.

The three girls in question strode into the 
lounge where Nicola had been taping their 
auditions,led by Teri the statuesque blonde 
who was also House Leader.  

Sunny was a short brunette with enormous 
boobs, showcased by the pink halter-top she 
wore. Nicola knew from her audition that she 
was the wild one of the bunch, always ready to 
show off her buxom figure. 

Cindy was tall and elegant, wearing a little 
black dress that showed off her long stocking-
clad legs. She was the New York debutante 
whose sophisticated appearance belied her 
inner party girl.

The three sorority girls stood in front of 
Nicola, eager to hear if their application to 
be in 'Bikini Sorority House Party' had been 
successful. From a portrait over the 
mantelpiece their illustrious founder Ms. 
Constance Frye gazed down on them, a gorgeous 
young woman wearing a low-cut gown that 
would've looked daring even on her modern-day 
successors.

"Teri, Sunny, Cindy, I'd like to congratulate 
you. I think you girls, and Constance House, 
would be just perfect for 'Bikini Sorority 
House Party'. We start shooting this 
Saturday."

The girls squealed in delight. 

"I can't wait to be a star!" Teri enthused.

"You better make sure you bring along a lens 
wide enough to shoot these babies," quipped 
Sunny, cupping her boobs.

Just then a fourth girl entered the lounge. 
Nicola had only seen Teri, Sunny and Cindy at 
the auditions, and looked in surprise at the 
newcomer. She was very pretty, although she 
played it down, wearing an awful blue dress 
that hid most of her body, thick glasses, and 
her hair tied back in a severe bun.

"Goodness, you must be the Hollywood people," 
she said, blushing. 

"Kim, this is Nicola Baron, the writer, 
director and star of 'Bikini Sorority House 
Party'," Teri introduced them.

Nicola stood, extending her hand to the 
newcomer. "Please, call me Knickers. If you've 
come to read for me, would you mind changing 
into something a little more revealing? A 
bikini, lingerie, or just nude if you like."

Kim turned beet-red and shook her head. "Umm, 
no I'm not here to..." Embarrassed, she turned 
and fled.

"Sorry about that," Teri explained. "Kim's a 
little shy. I don't think she's quite right 
for the movie."

"It's such a shame," Sunny sighed. "With a 
little work, she could be really hot."

"Well, hot-ish," added Cindy. "But I don't 
think that little country mouse will ever find 
the courage to become a starlet."

Hmmmm, thought Nicola. Something tells me that 
before this adventure is over, little Kimmy 
would overcome her shyness.

************

(The Crusty Old Dean)

Dean Wormley wasn't crusty or old but a short, 
fat unhappy little man. It had been eight 
years since his wife had left him, running off 
to Florida with the pool man. Eight long years 
of celibacy.

Being Dean of Arts for Fellwood University 
didn't help. Every morning he'd walk across 
campus to his office, trying very hard not to 
stare at the gorgeous co-eds. Blondes, 
brunettes, red heads, waltzing around the 
school without realizing the effect their 
luscious young bodies were having on poor old 
Dean Wormley.

This time of year was even worse, when the 
weather started to turn from spring to summer. 
Cut-off tees became the female student bodies' 
most conservative article of clothing. Tank 
tops, halter-tops and even bikini tops were 
most often seen, and every trip to the Dean's 
office became a nightmare of trying not to 
stare at the scarcely concealed breasts 
bouncing merrily around FU's hallowed halls.

Dean Wormley tried very hard to maintain an 
untarnished image. He knew any hint of 
impropriety on his part and he'd be fired 
instantly. All he needed was one co-ed to 
object to his leering gaze and his career 
would be shot. So, he kept his head down and 
his briefcase across his crotch as he scuttled 
off to the safety of his office.

But even that sanctuary was denied him. He 
still had to contend with Mandy, his 
administrative assistant ('secretary' to the 
less politically aware), who cheerfully 
flounced around the office in a leather 
miniskirt, which flew up with every step, 
unwittingly revealing creamy-white panties 
that just didn't quite cover her tight little 
ass.

This particular morning found Dean Wormley 
huddled behind his desk, trying not to look 
out of his office window. Spring was just 
beginning, and already the co-eds were 
shedding clothes, showing off smooth thighs 
and bulging chests. The Dean forced himself to 
concentrate on the dull paperwork sitting in 
front of him, but his mind just kept 
wandering. 

Freshmen girls. Hair pulled back in a 
ponytail. Stretching their nubile young bodies 
out on the lawn in front of the Student Union, 
sunning themselves, slipping off shoulder 
straps to expose their cleavage to the rays, 
bare mid-riffs quivering as they laughed over 
some joke. Mmmmm...

Suddenly, his intercom buzzed. Mandy's bubbly 
voice sang out. "Dean Wormley, there's someone 
here to see you. There's no appointment 
scheduled..."

Ah, thank-you! he groaned. Anything to take my 
mind off those girls. "Show him in, please 
Mandy."

His office door swung open. The Dean's mouth 
fell open. It most definitely wasn't a he.

Whoever she was, Dean Wormley hadn't seen her 
around FU before. He'd've remembered this 
vision of gorgeousness. She looked like a 
model- tall, slim and lithe. A mane of raven-
colored hair framed a stunning face, her ruby-
red lips giving him a hungry smile. She was 
wearing a short, black dress minidress, the 
neckline cut low enough to offer tempting 
glances at her small but perky breasts.

"Dean Wormley," she purred. "My name is Angela 
Monroe, but you can call me Angel."

The Dean gulped. His dick leapt to attention, 
straining at the bit and completely unaware 
that the slightest unseemliness would see him 
out on the street wondering what brand of dog 
food goes best with meths.

"Ms., umm, 'Angel'," he stammered. "Please, 
take a seat." He indicated the chair opposite. 
Angela's sharp eyes flicked toward it, but 
instead she perched her bottom on the edge of 
the Dean's desk, crossing her shapely legs. 
The hem of her dress rode up on her thighs, 
and Dean Wormley thought he glimpsed a hint of 
silky black panties. He quickly looked away.

"W-what can I do for you," he asked. The 
angelic femme fatale smiled.

"Dean, it's been brought to my attention that 
one of the sororities on campus is allowing a 
Hollywood film crew to shoot in their house. I 
would like you, my dear, sweet little man, to 
close that sorority down and put a stop to 
it."

Her honey voice made the Dean melt, but some 
part of his mind still functioned. "I can't do 
that. I don't have any authority over the 
fraternities and sororities. Only the Student 
Council. I can make submissions to them, but 
that's all."

Angela gave an exaggerated sigh, tossing her 
hair over her shoulder. "It must be so hard 
for a man in your position, Dean Wormley. A 
divorced man, marooned in a sea of tender, 
young college-girl flesh."

The Dean's eyes bulged. She knew!

Angela leaned forward, bringing her face 
toward the Dean's. As she did so, her blouse 
fell open, revealing her petite cone-shaped 
tits. His eyes lit up. Nipples! It had been so 
long since he saw luscious pink nipples! The 
Dean completely forgot himself. He had to wrap 
his lips around those tasty nubs! He lunged 
forward, drooling. "Boobies!"

Angela sprung back out of reach. "Not so fast, 
mister. You give me what I want, you'll get 
what you want. That's the deal. You succeed in 
closing down this sorority and you get a hot, 
wild, no-one will ever know about it, ride on 
the fuck-bunny that is Angela Monroe."

Getting a hold of himself, Dean Wormley 
nodded. He saw what she was offering and he 
wanted it. "OK," he replied. "I'll see what I 
can do. Which sorority is it?"

Those red lips smiled once more. "Constance 
House. I want it closed by Monday."

Constance House. They'd always been a pain in 
the neck. Administratively, their wild parties 
and racy pranks gave him problems. Who could 
forget the Lingerie Ball? The women's swim 
team and their water-soluble swimming 
costumes? The cheerleaders' photo-shoot that 
ended up more suitable for Hustler than the 
yearbook? The Alumni Association annual dinner 
dance that somehow ended up being held at a 
local titty bar? 

Plus they always seemed to dress more 
revealingly than any other sorority on campus, 
driving him nuts with desire. Somehow it 
seemed poetic justice that it should be them 
who get canned. "I'll do it," said the Dean.

Angela paused on her way out the door, 
smirking down on her little puppet. "You be a 
good boy and you'll get what you deserve." 
Laughing, she left his office.

Think, Wormley! he said to himself. His brain 
and his penis were going to have to work 
together if they ever wanted to get in the 
sack with Angel. Constance House must have 
some weakness, something he could use against 
them. He buzzed the intercom.

"Mandy, would you call Tom at the Student 
Council and ask him to bring the Constance 
House records over here, please?"

************

(Slate One, Take One)

Once again, Nicola was surrounded by a film 
crew and wearing the skimpiest of bikinis. 
Only this time she was the one calling the 
shots.

"In this scene," she explained, "the Thigh 
girls are poolside catching some rays. Things 
become a little relaxed, bathing suits are 
loosened, sun-tan lotion is applied, and 
that's when the crusty old Dean shows up to 
chew them out."

They were out the back of Constance House, on 
the first day of shooting for 'Bikini Sorority 
House Party'. Teri, Sunny and Cindy were all 
outfitted in very revealing bathing suits and 
lounging around the pool in the warm, spring 
air. The crew bustled around the starlets, 
setting up lights and reflectors, cameras and 
booms.

"Action!" called Nicola.

"Ahhh..." sighed Cindy, leaning back on her 
sun lounger to expose her taunt body to the 
morning sun. "Another day in paradise!"

"You said it, Cindy," replied Sunny, her 
mammoth chest threatening to burst out of the 
tiny bikini top she was wearing. "Hey, Teri, 
come join us!"

In one of those rare occurrences that only 
happens in real life and bad 'bikini' movies, 
Teri, Sunny and Cindy's characters were named 
Teri, Sunny and Cindy.
 
Teri strode in from the pool house, her tits 
jiggling with every step. "Yessir, after 
pulling off another one of our wacky capers 
there's nothing like a little sunbathing to 
help us plan the next one."

"So what's next for the Thigh girls?" Cindy 
laughed. "Bikini carwash? Wet t-shirt contest? 
Challenge those snooty Gamma Omega girls to a 
game of strip beach-volleyball?"

"Maybe all three!" quipped Nicola. "But right 
now I'm in serious need of some rays." The 
gorgeous Aussie starlet gave a cat-like 
stretch, arching her boobs toward the heavens. 
Nicola picked up a tube of suntan lotion and 
tossed it to Teri.

"Teri, babe, would you do the honors?"

Teri's beautiful blue eyes flashed. "My 
pleasure."

Nicola sat up on her sun lounger, as Teri 
slipped in behind her, scooting in close till 
her crotch was pressed against Nicola's ass. 
She squirted some lotion onto Nicola's back 
and began to rub it in.

"Mmmm..." she murmured, closing her eyes. 
"That feels soooo good."

Teri slipped a finger underneath the 
spaghetti-strap of Nicola's bikini top. "On or 
off?" she asked.

"Umm, off I think. I mean, no-one's going to 
see us here in the privacy of the backyard of 
our own sorority house, are they?"

No sooner had she uttered those innocent words 
than Teri was tugging at the knot that held 
the slip of material against Nicola's chest. 
It fell away, and Nicola proudly bared her 
perfect boobs. Teri's hands went back to 
rubbing lotion on Nicola's smooth, tanned 
skin. Her fingers roamed at will across the 
Aussie stunner's back and shoulders.

"Ahhh, Teri, you've got magic hands."

As if by way of reply, Teri's rubdown moved 
from Nicola's back, slipping under her arms 
and onto her chest. Nicola's smile grew wider 
as Teri's searching hands began to massage her 
tits. Glistening and slippery, Nicola's 
nipples sprang to attention.

At that moment, Dean Wormley appeared from 
around the side of Constance House, greeted by 
the sight of House Leader Teri groping a half-
naked woman he'd never seen before. He stopped 
short and gave a loud gasp of surprise.

Everyone stopped and turned to look at him. 
Nicola glared at him, annoyed that he had 
interrupted both shooting and the massage. 
"Cut!" she called.

"Dean Wormley!" Teri greeted him warmly, still 
cupping Nicola's bare boobs. "Come to see the 
fun for yourself?"

The Dean blushed, but stood his ground. 
Remember what you're here for, he told 
himself. Just think of that luscious little 
Angel wrapping her long legs around your 
waist.

"I just came by to deliver a message," he said 
through clenched teeth. He didn't know who 
that strange girl was, but she sure had great 
tits. Better tits than Angel even... 

He shook his head. The girls, scantily clad in 
their bathing suits, were staring at him. Dean 
Wormley found himself sweating profusely, his 
dick wriggling in his pants at the sight of so 
much bare flesh. He needed to concentrate at 
the task at hand. 

"What is it, Dean Wormley?" Sunny asked, 
fluttering her big blue eyes at him.

"I've just come from a special session of the 
Student Council. It seems Constance House has 
neglected to pay its dues."

"What?" cried Teri. "We're supposed to pay 
dues?"

"Ignorance is no defense," replied the Dean. 
"It seems that Constance House owes several 
years of back dated fees, going back at least 
as far as 1984. Possibly even longer, but 
that's the year FU switched to computer 
records, so the Student Council is willing to 
extend you the benefit of the doubt and only 
backdate the arrears to then."

"How much do we owe?" Cindy asked.

The Dean gave a triumphant smile. "$10,000."

"$10,000!" squealed Teri. "We don't have that 
much money!" She jumped up from the sun-
lounger and marched toward Dean Wormley, 
stopping short right in front of him, her 
heaving bosom inches from his nose.

"Something funny's going on here," she cried. 
"Who put you up to this?"

The Dean tried very hard not to stare at 
Teri's cleavage. "You have till Monday morning 
to repay the debt," he murmured. "Otherwise, 
Constance House will no longer be a sorority 
here at Fellwood University."

With that, he turned on his heel and walked 
away.

************

(STSWB)

"What are we going to do?" Sunny moaned.

The girls were back in the lounge, trying to 
figure out what to do. With this extraordinary 
turn of events Nicola had dismissed the crew 
for the day and joined them.

"This is very strange," said Kim. "I've been 
going over the House accounts, and it looks 
like we've never paid any dues in decades. 
It's like no-one ever bothered to."

"That's crazy!" said Teri. "I didn't know we 
had to pay some kind of fee."

"I know. It can't be that every Constance 
House Leader has just forgotten. There's must 
be something more to this."  Kim picked up her 
bag. "I'm going to the library to look into 
this further." She left, leaving her sorority 
sisters to mull over this disaster. And mull 
they did, the three beauties staring glumly at 
the floor.

Nicola, who had been sitting quietly up to 
now, spoke out.

"I know that I've only just met you girls, but 
I really think I owe it to you to help you out 
of this. Not just because if you get kicked 
out of here my movie won't get finished, but 
because, well, I like to think of you as my 
friends."

"Thanks, Knickers," said Teri, touched by her 
concern. "I think we're gonna need all the 
help we can get. As House Leader, I hereby 
declare you an honorary member of Constance 
House Sorority."

"We've got the weekend to raise $10,000," said 
Cindy, businesslike. "There's no way we can do 
it. Constance House is doomed."

"I hate to say it, but it looks like Cindy is 
right." Teri gave a shrug of her shapely 
shoulders.

"Now wait just a minute," exclaimed Nicola. 
"You're not just going to give up are you?"

"What can we do?" replied Sunny. "We don't 
have ten grand."

"The girls in my movie wouldn't take this 
lying down," Nicola said with determination. 
"They'd dream up a zany scheme to raise the 
cash and save the sorority."

Teri's eyes lit up. "That's it!"

Cindy shook her head. "There's no way we can 
raise that kind of money. Not in such a short 
time. I mean, what can we possibly have that 
people would be willing to part cash with?"

Nicola gave a wicked grin. She pointed at her 
own breasts, jutting prominently out under her 
well-stretched t-shirt.

Teri got the idea, a big smile spreading 
across her pretty face. "You really think we 
can pull it off?"

"Trust me," Nicola replied, "we'll be pulling 
off a lot of things this weekend and get that 
$10,000 by hook or by crook! Are you in?" She 
stretched out in hand in front of her.

"Sure!" Teri replied, placing her hand on top 
of Nicola's. 

"Me too!" squealed Sunny, adding her own hand 
to the stack. The three girls turned to look 
at the skeptical Cindy.

"What the hell?" she shrugged. "At least we'll 
go out with a bang, right?"

They burst out laughing, shouting in unison, 
"Right!"

"But what exactly are we going to do?" Sunny 
asked.

Nicola flashed a saucy smirk. "Don't worry. 
I've done this sort of thing before."

************

(The Bad Guys)

Dean Wormley, wearing a trenchcoat, hat, and 
sunglasses, pushed his way through the front 
door of the Paradise Glade Hotel.

This was a bad idea, he told himself. Fellwood 
was a town where everything revolved around 
the college so he was bound to be recognized. 
But the reward at the end of it all was just 
too much to resist.

Keeping as low a profile as possible, the Dean 
scuttled through reception and up to the front 
desk.

"Um, room number for Miss Angela Monroe?" he 
asked, trying to disguise his voice. The 
receptionist, like most of the hotel staff, 
was a student working to pay for her tuition 
at FU.

"Dean Wormley? Is that you?" she asked. 

"No it isn't me," he barked. "Room number?"

The receptionist threw him a funny look, but 
replied, "Ms Monroe is in room 777."

The Dean hurried over to the lift. It seemed 
to him like everybody in the hotel was staring 
at him, knew he was, knew what he was up to, 
and was just about to rush off and file an 
official complaint against him.

The ride up to the fifth floor was the longest 
in his life. "Come on, come on," he murmured 
impatiently.

Finally, the Dean arrived at his destination. 
He knocked on the door to 777. A voice- sexy, 
but sharp- called out.

"Who is it?"

"It's me!" Dean Wormley hissed in a low voice. 
He glanced up and down the corridor, hoping 
no-one was around.

"What?"

"It's me, open the door."

"You'll have to speak up, I can't hear you."

He thought he heard footsteps approaching, 
laughter. "Quick, let me in!"

The door swung open, and there, framed in the 
doorway, was Angela Monroe. She stood with her 
hands on her hips, wearing a wispy gown that 
did little to hide her taunt body underneath.

"Oooooh," whispered the Dean. "I need you!"

"You'd better come in then," she replied with 
a smirk. Dean Wormley darted past her into the 
privacy of her hotel room.

"Well?" Angela asked. "What's happening with 
Constance House?"

"It's done!" the Dean cried. "They've got 
'till Monday to cough up ten grand, or they're 
shut down." His eyes flashed brightly, focused 
on the little brown nubs of Angela's nipples, 
poking through her blouse. He reached out for 
her chest. "Now, if I could just..."

"Wait a moment!" barked Angela. "So, it hasn't 
actually been done yet?"

"Well... no, not yet. But they'll be gone 
after the weekend!"

Angela looked thoughtful for a moment. The 
Dean tried to concentrate, but all he could 
think of was Angel's body, naked and slithery 
with sweat.  Angela asked, "Was there someone 
else there with the Constance House sorority 
girls when you told them they had to go? A 
girl who isn't an FU student?"

He nodded vigorously. "Yeah, a brunette, blue 
eyes, fabulous tits, really gorgeous..."

Angela rolled her eyes. "She's not that 
gorgeous. But, yeah, I guess that sounds like 
her." She gnashed her teeth. "Nicola Baron! 
That little Aussie bimbo always manages to 
wriggle out of my schemes one way or another." 
Although Angela was born in New Jersey, she 
loathed the East Coast and longed to be back 
in California. But if she wanted to make sure 
Nicola's movie was well and truly scuttled she 
had to stick around till Monday and make sure.

In the meantime... Dean Wormley was staring at 
her with big puppy-dog eyes. She sighed.

"Alright, Dean, you're not getting near my 
pussy until Constance House is closed up and 
Nicola Baron is out of Fellwood without 
finishing her movie. But I guess you deserve a 
little reward for all your hard work..."

She opened her blouse, baring her breasts for 
the Dean. They pointed at him, stiff and 
eager. The Dean reached out, taking her tits 
in his shaking hands. Angela leaned forward, 
letting him help himself.

At last! It had been a long time since Dean 
Wormley had got his sweaty paws on a pair of 
pert, firm young titties. He gently massaged 
Angela's twin torpedoes, feeling her cool 
flesh beneath his palms. The slightest of 
moans escaped Angela's lips. The Dean tweaked 
her nipples, tugging on the swollen brown 
nips.

He opened his mouth and gently slipped his 
lips around one of Angela's nipples and began 
to suckle like a newborn babe. Dean Wormley 
let out a long sigh of satisfaction, which 
resulted in a very pleasant humming sensation 
around the boob he was slurping on. 

With the Dean's head jammed against her chest, 
slobbering away, Angela did her best to pass 
the time. She glanced around her hotel suite. 
Not too bad, for a little hick town like 
Fellwood. Her eyes feel upon something she 
hadn't seen before. A piece of paper. The 
bellhop must've left it lying on the end 
table.

"God dammit!" Angela yelled. The startled Dean 
fell backwards, surprised. "What? What did I 
do?" he whimpered.

Angela strode over to the piece of paper, 
seized it and waved it angrily in the air. 
"This!" She thrust it under Dean Wormley's 
nose.

It was a flyer of some kind.

PARTY PARTY PARTY
This Sunday
The Help Save Constance House
Bikini Sorority House Party
Booze * Music * Fun * Gratuitous Nudity!
Climaxing in grand charity auction
And it's all for a good cause!!
Admission price:
Guys: $10
Girls: Your bikini top

The Dean laughed. "There's no way they'll 
raise $10,000 in one day. I mean, those girls 
have got great tits, but..."

"You don't understand," Angela interrupted. 
"This isn't just those Constance House sluts 
we're dealing with. They've got that prize 
bimbo Knickers with them. She isn't an 
ordinary slut, she's some kind of turbo-
charged fuck bunny super-slut." She shook her 
head. 

"This could be a problem."

************

(The Gratuitous Shower Scene)

Heaven! sighed Nicola. Standing under the 
shower, she enjoyed the warm, gentle sensation 
of the water rushing over her naked body. The 
Constance House bathroom was laid out like a 
locker-room, with a row of open shower stalls 
against the far wall.

The adorable Aussie was tired and in need of 
some pampering. She indulged herself the small 
pleasure of a break and a nice, hot shower. 
There was just so much work that needed to be 
done, getting Constance House ready for 
tomorrow and still trying to do her prep for 
"Bikini Sorority House Party". Her sexy body 
was nearing exhaustion point.

Nicola closed her eyes, imagining that the 
sensual stream of water caressing her body 
were the hands of a tender lover, massaging 
her poor muscles back into life. The heat 
turned her tanned skin a deep, rich tawny 
color. Her elegant hands slid across her body, 
down her stomach and towards her pussy. God, 
she needed someone with her right now.

"Feels good?"

Nicola jumped, startled. Her opens flicked 
open to see Teri entering the bathroom, 
wearing a brief Japanese bathrobe that left 
her shapely arms, legs and thighs bare. 

Nicola blushed a little, almost caught in the 
act of pleasuring herself. "Yeah," she replied 
sheepishly, "I need a long, hot shower."

Teri smirked. She untied her robe, casually 
revealing her superb naked body. Of course, 
Nicola had got a good eyeful the other day 
shooting Teri's audition, but she was well-
worth a second look. Teri nearly caught 
Nicola's lustful gaze, and the starlet turned 
away. Steady Knickers! she scolded herself. 
Not everyone is a bi-sexual fuck-bunny like 
you.

Now as naked as Nicola, the co-ed cutie 
stepped up to the next showerhead along. Teri 
fiddled with the faucet, and soon a spray of 
soothing water was gushing over her as well.

"I guess in your line of business you spend a 
lot of time with a lot of naked girls," Teri 
asked. She had a thoughtful expression on her 
pretty face, as if she was leading up to 
something.

"Yeah," Nicola replied, wondering where this 
conversation might be going.

"I guess you're also required to, yknow, on-
camera..."

"Make love?" Nicola asked. 

Teri nodded and suppressed a burst of giggles.  
"I don't know if I'd be able to do it. I'd be 
so... embarrassed."

Nicola smirked. Was this blonde bombshell 
timidly coming on to her? "It's not so hard," 
Nicola purred. "I've seen you, you've got 
great potential." She was stared right at her 
now, watching the water cascade over down 
Teri's chest, over her beautiful bare breasts, 
running in streams down her crotch and her 
long, lean legs.

"You really think so?" Teri asked, her eyes 
shining.

Nicola had (of course) written a gratuitous 
shower scene in "Bikini Sorority House Party", 
but it did not include a lesbian tryst under 
the showers. She was beginning to wish she 
had.

Teri was now lathering up with a bar of soap, 
covering her nude body in white foam. She 
turned her back to Nicola, but gave her a coy 
look over her shoulder.

"I would need some personal coaching..." said 
Teri in a husky voice. Now that was definitely 
a signal, thought Nicola. She reached out a 
tentative hand and stroked Teri wet, slippery 
ass. So soft, so smooth...

In response, the co-ed shivered slightly. She 
cast another bedroom glance over her shoulder 
at the starlet.

It all happened so fast, neither knew what was 
happening. Nicola pulled Teri into her arms 
and they kissed passionately, Nicola's tongue 
slithering deep into her mouth. 

Water still pouring over them, the couple 
necked ardently for what seemed like forever, 
pressing their soaked, naked bodies together. 
Stiff nipples brushed against wet flesh. 
Writhing against each other, Nicola and Teri 
collapsed onto the tiled floor.

Nicola's hands roamed over Teri's body, 
stroking the freshman's quivering sides. She 
moaned softly, enjoying the sensations 
rippling through her body. Lying on the 
bathroom floor, they were completely unaware 
of the rest of the world, lost in a sea of 
sensual lust, water still pouring over the 
couple.

Nicola slipped her leg between Teri's damp 
thighs. Obediently, she wrapped her legs 
around the limb, pulling it into her crotch, 
eagerly fucking Nicola's leg like a bitch on 
heat. 

With a gasp Nicola broke the kiss. Her lips 
weren't unoccupied for long, as she delivered 
a chain of tender licks and love-bites down 
Teri's chest to her swollen nipples. There she 
resumed the passionate necking, only this time 
with Teri's breasts.

They switched, with Teri taking one of 
Nicola's nipples into her mouth and slurping 
away with gusto. Nicola could feel waves of 
sexual delight coursing through her boobs.

After the mutual fondling, Nicola gently 
repositioned her novice lover. Having done 
this sort of thing many, many times with her 
friend Jennifer, the stunning starlet with a 
penchant for pussy knew what she was doing. 
Teri, the first timer, was more than happy to 
relinquish control to her new friend with 
little more than a slight whimper of desire. 
Just as Nicola's careful audition process had 
shown, Teri was very good at taking direction!

They were lying on their backs now, facing 
away from one another, their crotches pressed 
together. Slick with water from the shower and 
their own freely-running juices, the lovers 
ground their cunts against each other, their 
abdomens shuddering with the mutual orgasm 
building in their slender frames.

Teri was squealing aloud in pleasure. Nicola, 
grunting with the effort of trying to force 
herself cunt-first inside Teri, felt a thrill 
of pride at the sexual ecstasy she had induced 
in her.

Their cries of rapture grew louder. Nicola's 
insides were liquid, her muscles writhing in 
spasms. With a joint cry the couple came 
together, spilling their love juices over each 
other's already slippery bodies. 

For a moment they were locked tight together, 
muscles tight and limps stiff, with two pairs 
of shapely legs entwined. 

Then Teri and Nicola collapsed, spent, gasping 
for air, into an exhausted naked heap of 
water, flesh and girl-cum.

It was then that the applause started. 

Startled, they looked up and realized they had 
an audience. Sunny, Cindy and Kim were 
standing with them in the bathroom. Sunny and 
Cindy were clapping and laughing, Kim had a 
thoroughly shocked expression on her face. 

Blushing profusely, Nicola and Teri collected 
themselves. "Come on," said Teri, "we've got 
work to do."

************

(Campus Montage)

All over campus, all over Fellwood itself, 
word was spreading. Wherever students gathered 
rumors spread. Constance House was going to be 
closed down, for good. But before they went 
the girls were throwing one big-ass blow out.

It would be the party of the century (both 
20th and 21st). Not just any party, but a 
Bikini Sorority House Party.

And everybody wanted to be there.

************

(An Ugly Duckling Becomes A Swan)

Sunday was all set to be a scorcher. The sun 
rose on Fellwood, warming the sleepy little 
college town. Down at Constance House a crowd 
of students was waiting impatiently- a big, 
noisy, jostling crowd of people in swimsuits. 
Most were men (of course), but there were 
plenty of girls equally eager to experience 
the wild Constance House bash.

"C'mon, when's this party gonna start?" cried 
one muscle-bound fresher.

"Calm down, calm down," Cindy assured them. 
She'd been assigned to wait on the front door 
until Teri and the others had everything 
ready.

"Do we really have to hand over our bikini 
tops to get in?" asked one girl.

"Sure do, that's the entry fee," Cindy 
replied. A murmur ran through the crowd. The 
girl thought about that for a moment before 
asking, "Do we get them back again?"

"Hey, if the girls have to lose their tops, 
how come you've still got yours on?" the big 
guy shouted.

"Don't you worry," Cindy shouted back. "You'll 
be seeing plenty more of me before the end of 
today."

Inside, Teri was assembling her troops, 
casting an appraising eye over their scantily 
clad bodies glistening with oil. Sunny was 
wearing her tiniest bikini: two miniature 
triangles of blue material barely wrapped 
around her enormous tits with a thin spaghetti 
strap. The briefs were even briefer, a g-
string that disappeared between her ass-cheeks 
and a thin, wedge-shaped front panel that 
provided only scant coverage for her pussy.

Nicola, of course, was there too, decked out 
in her trusty little pink bikini. Likewise, it 
was designed to show off her scrumptious 
figure rather than hide it. Whenever Nicola 
was attired in a revealing outfit (such as 
now) she found herself almost unconsciously 
slipping into a modeling pose: hands on hips, 
chin raised, chest thrust proudly forward. 
Nicola was a natural-born exhibitionist and 
reveled in the opportunity to show off her 
perfect figure, either in B-grade 'bikini' 
movies or a wild sorority party.

"Wait a minute, where's Kim?" asked Teri. 
"Kim, come down here!"

From somewhere upstairs a timid voice called 
back. "I don't know about this."

Teri, Sunny and Nicola exchanged worried 
glances.

"We need you!" called Teri. "Five pairs of 
boobs poolside are better than four. And 
you've got to MC the charity auction later 
on."

"I really should be back in the library. I 
think I'm pretty close to finding out why 
Constance House has never paid fees before..."

"Yknow," said Teri in a stage whisper, "I 
think I saw that really cute guy from the 
Chess Club waiting outside."

"Down in a sec!" Kim cried out. The three 
girls crowded around the bottom of the stairs, 
waiting breathlessly for Kim to appear, eager 
to see what the shy co-ed looked like in a hot 
bikini.

There was a collective gasp of surprise. In 
place of the timid Kim dressed in heavy gray 
sweater and long skirt whom Nicola had met the 
other day, there stood a shapely, petite 
hottie dressed in a very revealing purple 
bathing suit. Kim's smallish tits were barely 
covered by the thin twist of material strung 
across her chest. She obviously didn't do too 
much sunbathing, and her skin was snowy white. 

Kim still wore her glasses, though her hair 
was now undone, framing her pretty face with a 
sea of auburn curls. She smiled nervously down 
on her sorority sisters.

"Well?"

Kim's charms finally revealed, Teri, Sunny and 
Nicola burst out in applause and wolf-
whistles. Kim blushed demurely, enjoying the 
attention. She struck a few hesitant poses on 
the stairs, pushing her tits out and wiggling 
her ass.

"I think it's time we got this T & A show on 
the road," Teri announced.

"You said it, sweetheart," Nicola added.

Teri strode over to the front door and yanked 
it open. A hush fell across the waiting crowd, 
all faces turned up towards her. Teri stood 
framed in the doorway, her hands upon her 
hips. The tiny bikini did little to hide her 
gorgeous body, and the co-ed felt a little 
like she was standing in front of the entire 
FU student body stark naked.

And she liked it.

"Gentlemen," she cried, grinning from ear to 
ear, "and ladies," she added seeing the 
surprising number of girls who'd turned up. 
"Let the party of the century begin. It's 
Bikini Sorority House Party time!"

A whoop, howl, cry of delight leapt from the 
assembled students. Teri reached behind her 
back, her fingers deftly untying her bikini. 
It popped free, revealing the co-ed cutie's 
tanned tits. Teri handed her bikini top over 
to Cindy, who placed it in a box.

"Your turn," the house leader instructed 
Cindy. The tall, slim brunette rolled her 
eyes. "It's about time! I thought I'd be 
wearing this thing all day." Cindy removed her 
own bikini top, exposing her perky tits to the 
assembled students.

"Alright, boys and girls, who's first?"

The crowd surged forward.

************

(The Big Party Sequence)

Nicola had attended some pretty wild parties 
in her time as a Hollywood starlet, but she 
had to admit it, these Fellwood kids were 
something else. The girls were more than happy 
to hand over their bikini tops to Cindy, and 
now most of FU's female student body were 
strutting around Constance House and sunning 
themselves by the pool half-naked. Everywhere 
Nicola looked there were bare breasts of every 
shape and color.

Despite the abundance of firm, young female 
fleshing bouncing around, it was Nicola and 
the Constance House girls who reaped the most 
attention. They were circulating through the 
party, serving drinks, making sure everyone 
had enough booze and food to keep them happy, 
and keeping an eye out for anyone who hadn't 
paid the entry fee.

Kim had finally been cajoled into surrendering 
her top, and she shyly scuttled around, her 
perky little tits bobbing wildly with every 
frantic step. Occasionally, Kim would drape an 
arm across her chest, but this only served to 
draw attention to her embarrassment. However, 
every other girl around her topless too, so 
with a fit of nervous giggles Kim soon got 
into the swing of things.

Sunny was a big hit. She reminded Nicola of 
her friend and fellow starlet Dizzy, at a very 
similar party they'd once attended in 
Hollywood. Pumping beer from a keg, the big-
boob co-ed bimbo was surrounded by a crowd of 
male admirers, all of them eager to get near 
her enormous tits. Every time she bent over to 
pick up another stein for the boys, her jugs 
swung low beneath her, eliciting a moan of 
delight from her audience.

Teri was one girl Nicola would do just great 
in Hollywood. The indefatigable House Leader 
was mingling with her guests, doing her very 
best to make sure everyone was enjoying 
themselves. Nicola smiled at the sight of Teri 
standing on the stairs, pouring tequila shots 
for a couple of guys, amused as they stared 
unashamedly at her exposed chest. "Enjoying 
the view?" she asked, her tits quivering with 
laughter.

Nicola was having fun herself. The bare-
breasted Aussie beauty made her way through 
the party carrying a tray laden with alcohol, 
inviting the party-goers to 'help themselves' 
with a saucy wink. And help themselves they 
did, usually with an affectionate pat of 
Nicola's shapely ass or even a casual grope of 
her heaving bosom. 

All around her, guys were finding an excuse to 
brush against the half-naked starlet. Doorways 
provided the best opportunity for this, and 
every time Nicola made her way from one room 
to the next she had to squeeze past some guy, 
usually with a hand accidentally sliding 
across one of her breasts, or a bulging crotch 
casually rubbing against her naked thigh.

As always, Nicola loved all the attention 
focused on her. It was a real turn on, to be 
here surrounded by beautiful naked women and 
still be the object of so much amorous 
attention.

As Nicola made her way out into the lounge 
(the very same lounge she videotaped the 
auditions), a freshman turned around suddenly 
and bumped into her, sending beer splashing 
all over Nicola's chest.

"Uh, sorry about that," he said sheepishly. 

"That's OK," Nicola replied. She looked down 
at the sticky liquid dripping down her boobs 
and gave him a naughty wink. "Yknow, back in 
Australia, it's practically a crime to let 
beer go to waste."

He got the hint. With a whoop of joy, he 
thrust his face between Nicola's tits and 
began licking away.

************

(The Bad Guys Show Up)

"I don't think this is such a good idea," 
whimpered Dean Wormley as Angel dragged him 
through the quiet, oak-lined streets of 
Fellwood from the campus toward Constance 
House.

"We've got to see what they're up to," Angela 
growled back at him. "I'm not letting that 
big-boob bimbo beat me again."

They stopped at the top of the street, a few 
hundred feet away from the infamous sorority. 
Even from this distance, the sound of raucous 
revelry emanating from Constance House was 
surprisingly loud. Lounging against the front 
door was the shapely Cindy, greeting a couple 
of latecomers warmly as they handed over their 
entrance fee and went inside.

Dean Wormley swallowed. The sight of Cindy 
topless had an instant effect on the hapless 
administrator. His cock sprang to attention 
and his imagination ran wild, a mixture of 
unprintable thoughts about what he wanted to 
do to the curvy co-ed and gibbering fears 
about being fired for just looking at her.

"We've got to get a closer look," Angela 
insisted. She grabbed him by the arm and 
started to march toward Constance House.

"We're not going in?" the Dean wailed. He'd 
heard stories about campus frat and sorority 
parties. And this was the party to top 'em 
all, wild enough to make even the Roman orgies 
look like a quiet night in. If he went 
anywhere near Constance House, he was sure to 
get busted for improper socialization with the 
students.

"Grow a spine," Angela snarled at him. There 
was no more discussion, Angela bowled up to 
Constance House with the quivering Dean in 
tow.

"Hi, Dean Wormley," Cindy greeted him merrily, 
as if the ultimatum he had issued to them had 
never been spoken. "Come to join in the fun?"

"No!" squealed the Dean. Angela shot him a 
'shut-up or else' look. "Yes my dear, we'd 
like to come in."

"That's fine. If you'd just care to pay the 
entrance fee..."

"How much?" asked Angela, reaching for her 
purse. Cindy smirked.

"Uh, it's $10 for the Dean, and for you, 
well... you'll have to take your top off."

"What!?" cried Angela, incredulous. Dean 
Wormley grinned. Cindy shrugged. "That's the 
entrance fee. Guys, $10. Girls, hand over your 
bikini top."

Angela fumed. This was precisely the sort of 
thing that slut Knickers Baron would dream up. 
The sultry starlet glanced down at what she 
was wearing, a very tight black blouse and 
mini-skirt. "I'm not wearing a bikini."

"Doesn't matter," Cindy replied.

Angela ground her teeth. "Alright. Wormley, 
hand over your $10." She reached for the hem 
of her blouse and pulled it off. It was rather 
tight, and got stuck halfway over her head, 
treating the onlookers to the sight of the 
bitchy starlet topless and wriggling 
frantically. Angela wasn't wearing a bra, and 
her perky little tits were now exposed to the 
warm sunshine. 

"I better get that back," she warned, handing 
over her top.

The Dean was too busy staring in astonishment 
at Angela's impromptu striptease to realize 
that they were about to go inside. He snapped 
out of it quickly, and the unlikely duo 
sauntered inside Constance House.

For a moment, Dean Wormley thought he was in 
heaven. Or hell. The hallway of Constance 
House was filled with topless co-eds. The 
sight of all those nubile young co-eds 
bouncing around campus in halter-tops and 
cropped t-shirts couldn't prepare him for this 
moment. Boobs, everywhere he looked. Bare 
breasts, pert nipples.  It was like a scene 
from one of those ridiculous T&A movies he 
sometimes jerked off to on late night cable. 
And the girls certainly weren't shy, no doubt 
thanks to the freely flowing booze. As he 
gaped at them, the bare-breasted beauties 
would smile and wave, calling out "Hi, Dean 
Wormley!"

Angela ignored the distress her partner-in-
crime was experiencing, craning her neck to 
try and spot Nicola amongst the throng. They 
walked along the hallway, squeezing past semi-
naked and inebriated college students, through 
the lounge and emerging out in the backyard. 

The pool was full of still more half-naked co-
eds, with a spirited game of topless 
volleyball going on between the guys and girls 
(apparently skins vs. skins). And there, 
standing beside the pool giggling as boys 
groped her unfettered tits, Angela finally 
came face to face with her long-time rival, 
Nicola Baron.

"Well, well, well," the Aussie stunner 
murmured, standing up straight and pushing her 
impressive chest out. "Angela Monroe. I 
should've known you'd be behind all this."

Not to be outdone, Angela did her best to puff 
out her own meager boobs. "If you think this 
little stunt will save your fat ass, you're 
sadly mistaken," she sneered. "This sorority 
is finished, and with it your only chance of 
getting your movie made."

"Stick around, sweetheart," Nicola replied. "I 
think you'll find that Constance House is 
going to surprise you."

At that moment, Sunny appeared at the balcony 
over-looking the sorority's backyard pool. 
"Guys, attention please!" she cried, waving 
her arms over her head (which caused her bare 
boobs to shimmy and shake). "The charity 
auction is about to start. Can everyone please 
head down to the stage and get your wallets 
ready."

A thrill of anticipation ran through the party 
and everyone eagerly headed down to the raised 
platform at the far end of Constance House's 
back lawn.

Angela raised an eyebrow. "Charity auction? 
Gee, I wonder what sluttiness you and these 
other bimbos have in store?"

Nicola refused to be baited by the sexy, 
snarling starlet. "Why don't you stick around 
and check it out?" She turned to Dean Wormley. 
"I'm sure you'd like to place a bid?"

The Dean quailed. "I don't think so. If the 
faculty learns I was even here..."

But no-one was listening to him. The crowd was 
surging toward the stage, murmuring with 
interest about what exactly was going to be up 
for grabs at the charity auction. A hush 
descended upon the college boys and girls as 
Nicola, Teri, Sunny and Cindy mounted the 
stage. Still topless and clad only in their 
bikini bottoms, the girls smiled and waved to 
their audience. Kim stood to one side, looking 
a little nervous. Standing out here she could 
no longer count on her anonymity. 

"Ladies and gentlemen," announced Teri, 
stepped up to a mic. "Thank-you all for 
attending the Constance House Bikini Sorority 
House Party. As you know, we're in danger of 
being closed down for good."

A chorus of boos broke out. The Dean lowered 
his head, but Angela stared up at her, 
defiant.

"But with a little help from you guys, that's 
not going to happen."

This was greeted with a cheer.

"So now we come to the grand charity auction. 
On the stage before you stands four prime 
examples of womanhood."  The girls struck 
poses and blew kisses to the hooting audience.

"It's time for you to really dig deep for 
Constance House and bid on your favorite girl. 
Once you've paid the amount, that lady will 
escort you upstairs where she will personally 
thank you for your generous donation."

A ripple of disbelief and excitement coursed 
through the assembled students. All the guys- 
and more than a few of the girls- had long 
dreamed of scoring with a Constance House 
girl. Now here they were, on stage, offering 
themselves up to the highest bidder.

"I'll now call upon our special auctioneer, 
the adorable Kim, to come up and get things 
rolling."

Teri stepping back in the line-up of half-
naked cuties as Kim cautiously stepped up onto 
the stage, accompanied by applause and wolf-
whistles. The bespectacled beauty blushed 
deeply at this raucous greeting, a bloom of 
pink spreading down her face and across her 
bare chest. Smiling nervously, she walked over 
to the mic.

"Um, hello everybody."

"Nice rack Kimmy!" someone in the crowd called 
out. She burst into a fit of giggles. The 
transformation from shy, nerdy Kim to hot, 
outgoing Kimmy was almost complete. "Go FU!" 
she cried. This elicited a storm of hollers 
and grunts from the loyal FU student body.

Kim began to warm to her role as MC. "Let's 
start by introducing our four lovely ladies. 
First up is everybody's favorite House Leader, 
Teri!"

The tall blonde stepped forward, strutting 
across the stage like a model along a catwalk. 
Her best assets were proudly displayed for all 
to see- long, shapely legs, lean stomach, full 
bouncing boobs, and gorgeous smiling face.

"A harsh task mistress to be sure, but who 
wouldn't want to do whatever this tasty tartar 
tells you to?"

There was a burst of laughter and applause as 
Teri did a turn to showcase her cute ass 
(which her thong bikini did little to hide) 
before returning to her place in the line-up.

"Next, we have Constance House's resident 
buxom, bouncing beauty, the vivacious Sunny!"

Grinning from ear to ear, the busty brunette 
wiggled forward to the edge of the stage, 
blowing kisses out to her fans. Unhindered by 
any bikini top, her 40-inch DD chest jiggled 
freely.

"And if you're wondering if they're real, I 
suggest you place a bid and find out for 
yourself in the privacy of Sunny's boudoir."

Reveling in the cheers and wolf-whistles, 
Sunny stood on the edge of the stage, leaned 
forward and shook her boobs for the benefit of 
her fans, before finally turning back to join 
her friends.

"If sultry sophistication is what turns you 
on, then say hello to Cindy!"

The dark-haired deb strode forward, showing of 
her fine form for her lust-crazed fellow FU 
students. She paraded back and forth, batting 
her eyes to the assembled students. Her 
breasts weren't as big as Sunny or Teri's, but 
no-one seemed to mind as the half-naked 
fresher proudly showed herself off.

"Finally, we have a special treat for you. 
You've seen her in such late-night movies as 
'Bikini Bandits' and 'Bikini Stewardesses 2'. 
Everyone put your hands together for 
Australian model and starlet, Miss Nicola 
'Knickers' Baron!"

The college kids went wild, the applause even 
louder than that for all the Constance House 
girls put together. Nicola strode proudly out 
before her audience, her breasts bobbing with 
every step across the stage. 

Nicola was wearing a big grin and little else 
as she stood on that stage. She had a 
fantastic body, and was eager to show it off 
for the students. Hands on hips, Nicola struck 
a model's pose, letting her perspective 
bidders get a good, long look at her.

Casting a saucy look upon the salivating 
students, Nicola had an idea to give them a 
little treat. She began to dance for them, 
arms held up over her head, gyrating her hips.

Needless to say, they lapped it up.

Nicola's swaying caused the knot that held her 
bikini bottoms in place to bounce up and down 
on her bare thigh, drawing everyone's 
attention to it. With her audience's gaze 
firmly fixed on the string flouncing wildly, 
Nicola's fingers grasped the loose end and 
tugged on it ever so gently. 

They were in a frenzy now, shouting out for 
her to do it.

Smiling, Nicola complied. Her bikini bottoms 
flopped uselessly aside, baring her well-
groomed muff to the baying mob. Still dancing, 
Nicola turned a slow 360-degrees, letting 
everyone see her firm, tanned ass. The 
unwanted bikini bottom was tossed aside.

"Well," stuttered Kim, almost losing her 
composure. "I never knew Australians were 
so... outgoing. Now let's get on with the 
bidding, with item #1, Cindy!"

Cat-like, Cindy slinked up onto the 'block', a 
stand at the front of the stage. She posed as 
the bidding began.

Things were a little slow to start with. 
Although excited by the girls' performances, 
everyone was a little shy to actually make an 
offer.

"Come on, people!" cried Cindy. She turned her 
backside to them, running a finger down one of 
her soft cheeks. "Who wouldn't want a piece of 
this ass?"

Bidding was swift after that. It was mostly 
guys, with the odd girl (usually goaded by 
giggling girlfriends) throwing in the odd 
offer. Finally, Cindy went for the respectable 
sum of $500 to a rather buff looking blonde 
guy. A check was handed over and then 
accompanied by the crowd's applause, Cindy 
took his hand and escorted him back inside 
Constance House, to show her 'appreciation' 
for his donation.

"Item #2 on the block this afternoon is 
Sunny."

The fulsome fresher bounced up onto the stand, 
adopting a salacious stance- bent forward, 
hands resting on her knees, her ass sticking 
out and her generous boobs hanging downward.

Bidding began in earnest, the busty Sunny 
causing a flurry of offers. After the reticent 
bidding on Cindy, a pattern quickly emerged. 
Kim began with a reserve price of $150, and 
pretty much everyone was making a bid, quickly 
raising the ante. Kim had to work quickly to 
keep up, but to her credit the auction ran 
smoothly and efficiently. After a while, the 
asking price would be beyond the means of 
many, and the serious bids would come from 
just a handful of competing students.

Sunny was thoroughly enjoying being part of 
the spectacle. She was laughing, pointing out 
the bidders to Kim so that no one was missed 
in the frenzy, and blowing kisses to those who 
offered serious money.

Eventually, one student waded in with $750. 
Kim quizzed the other bidders if they wanted 
to continue and with the greatest reluctance 
they declined.

With a squeal of delight, Sunny jumped down 
from the stage. She was in such a hurry to get 
her man up-stairs that she almost forgot to 
collect his payment.

"Item #3 is the one and only Teri!"

The bubbly blonde bounced up onto the block. 
Teri turned and jiggled her ass for the crowd.

Bidding was even more furious than before. And 
this time, it wasn't just the guys making 
offers, a couple of girls were making serious 
bids. 

The price soared ever higher, and soon there 
were just two competing bidders- a tall, 
preppy looking guy, and (of all people) Mandy, 
the Dean's Administrative Assistant.

Mandy brought the price up to an astonishing 
$950. A murmur ran through the crowd. Preppy 
shook his head- too rich for his blood. With a 
look of victory on her pretty face, Mandy 
approached the stage to collect her prize.

"I'd've never guessed," whispered Dean 
Wormley.

As Mandy handed over her check, Teri leaned 
over and murmured to Nicola, "I guess 
yesterday was a practice run."

"You can thank me later," Nicola smirked.

Hand in hand, the girls marched back into 
Constance House where doubtless some hot girl-
on-girl action awaited them.

"Finally, a real treat: item #4, Knickers 
Baron."

Smiling demurely, the naked Nicola stepped up 
onto the block, greeted by a wild chorus of 
shouts and wolf-whistles.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen," continued Kim, 
"we're very lucky here at Fellwood to have 
this international star here with us. Whoever 
is willing to dig the deepest will certainly 
have a very pleasurable experience awaiting 
them."

Nicola surveyed the crowd. She caught Angela's 
scowling gaze, staring up at her. She winked 
at her nemesis, eliciting an angry frown.

With that, bidding commenced briskly. Only 
this time, there was no slackening off- it 
seemed everyone was eager to offer the highest 
bid to spend a night of ecstasy with the 
starlet, and willing to pay whatever price was 
required.

A gasp of astonishment ran through the 
assembled students as the bidding past $1000 
with no sign of dropping off. Pleased with the 
reaction, Nicola quietly smiled to herself.

Angela seethed.

Higher and higher the price went, Kim 
struggling to keep up with the pace of the 
bidding. At last the enormous sum caused many 
to give up hope. Until there was just one last 
bidder left...

He was a tall, gangly looking freshman with 
glasses and buckteeth. Everyone stared at him, 
envious of the guy who had $1670 to buy the 
favors of the nubile Knickers. He strode 
forward on pale, lanky legs, the crowd 
silently parting to let him approach the 
stage. He handed over a wad of cash to the 
startled Kim and offered his hand to Nicola. 
She took it, amused at his gallantry.

Hand in hand the unusual couple, the geek and 
the model, made their way up into Constance 
House, and a measure of privacy for Nicola to 
work her considerable talents on him.

************

(The Surprisingly Explicit Love Scene)

Nicola sat on Kimmy's bed, staring up at him 
with her soft, blue eyes.

"I'm Steve," he murmured. "Pleased to meet 
you, Steve," she replied.

He swallowed, nervous. "Gosh, it's hard to 
believe I'm actually here with you. I love 
'Bikini Bandits', it's my all-time favorite 
movie."

"Thanks," she blushed, modestly. It wasn't too 
hard to be modest, considering she was still 
stark naked. Steve was standing before her 
still dressed, with a noticeable bulge in the 
crotch of his baggy surf shorts. "It's always 
great to meet a fan."

"And that accent..." he enthused. "It's even 
sexier to hear in person."

Nicola leaned back on the bed, displaying her 
charms for Steve to ogle. "I hope my accent 
isn't the only thing about me you find sexy?" 
she asked with a teasing smirk.

"Oh, no!" Steve replied, practically drooling 
over the naked model stretched out before him. 
"You've got the most fantastic tits I've ever 
seen."

Nicola pushed her chest out and shook her 
shoulders, causing her breasts to shimmy and 
bounce. "Mmmm, they are pretty damn good, 
aren't they?" she cooed.

All Steve could do was stand and stare. 
Guessing she'd have to take the lead, Nicola 
leaned forward and grasped Steve's shorts and 
began to tug them down. The nerdy college kid 
blushed, but it wasn't just his face that 
blood was rushing to. His cock, purple and 
erect, sprang free, nearly slapping Nicola in 
the face. The stunning starlet's eyes lit up- 
now this was a pleasant surprise! Who'd've 
guessed that weedy little Steve was packing a 
good seven inches?

Brushing her long, chestnut-colored hair from 
her face, Nicola bent down and with a single 
slurp, took Steve's manhood between her lips. 
He let out a gasp of desire, resting his hands 
on Nicola's head to urge her on.

Nicola's salivating mouth soon had Steve's 
dick well and truly lubricated, and her pretty 
head bobbed up and down as she 
enthusiastically blew the ecstatic young nerd. 
Nicola's profession as a Hollywood starlet 
required that giving a good blowjob be part of 
her repertoire of talents. She pulled out all 
the stops, making sure Steve got his money's 
worth, greedily slurping away as he moaned in 
pure delight.

The Aussie beauty knew exactly what she was 
doing. Before Steve could get too worked up, 
she popped his cock out of her mouth, strands 
of saliva and pre-cum still linking her lips 
to his penis. Nicola laid back on Kim's bed, 
spreading her legs wide, pulling Steve toward 
her.

Reaching down with one hand she grasped his 
impatient cock and guided it towards her cunt. 
Waves of heat emanated from Nicola's pussy, 
she was practically glowing down there. Nicola 
had spent the day sauntering around naked in 
front of strangers, had enjoyed the privilege 
of those strangers bidding for her, and now 
the horny little starlet was in dire need of a 
good, hard fuck.

Steve was willing to oblige her. Steered by 
Nicola's elegant little hand, his rampant cock 
found her salivating pussy and mounted the 
bucking starlet with mutual moans of desire. 
Steve lay on top of Nicola, feeling her superb 
body pressing against his, her magnificent 
boobs squashed up against his skinny chest. 
Sweat lubricated their bodies as they 
slithered against one another in a frenzy of 
fucking.

The nerdy freshman bounced up and down on the 
starlet, pumping away at her hot pussy.

"God," he gasped, "I should give more to 
charity."

"Screw charity," Nicola replied breathlessly, 
"just give it to me!"

Enthusiastically he obliged her, and in short 
order Steve was gushing cum all over Nicola. 

They lay together, a sticky, sweaty mass of 
bodies, rasping for breath after the frenzied 
fuck. Nicola's hands caressed Steve's smooth 
chest, tracing a line from his throat down to 
his crotch. She may've done this first and 
foremost to save her movie, but Nicola was 
certainly enjoying herself.

As her delicate fingers reached Steve's prick, 
it began to twitch into life again.

"You're getting your money's worth," Nicola 
quipped.

With a whoop of joy, Steve jumped onto the 
giggling starlet.

************

(The Denouement)

Monday morning rose slowly, painfully on 
Fellwood. A few brave, bleary-eyed souls 
risked their hangovers to go to class, only to 
find them empty and cancelled. 

Constance House had certainly left its mark on 
FU's history books that weekend, with a blow-
out that left the whole campus in bed.

Everywhere except Constance House itself. 
Knowing that the deadline would be early, the 
girls roused themselves from their beds, 
disentangling themselves from their various 
still-snoring partners and came downstairs. 
Wrapping their succulent bodies in flimsy 
robes, Teri, Sunny and Cindy, along with 
Nicola, assembled in the sorority's lounge.

"The money hasn't been counted!" moaned Cindy. 

A note had been left beside the pile of cash. 
Teri picked it up.

"'Guys, going to the library, I think I'm on 
to something. Stall if I'm not back in time. 
Don't forget to count the cash! Signed, 
Kimmy.'"

"We better get started," said Nicola with a 
shrug. The lovely ladies set about the task of 
counting the money, and they were still 
counting when there came an ominous knock at 
the door.

It was Dean Wormley, with Tom from the Student 
Council. Tagging along, smirking her little 
heart out, was the insidious Angela.

The Dean had spent a restless night tossing in 
his bed (so to speak). Images of jiggling, 
half-naked co-eds from yesterday's debauchery 
flooded his sex-crazed brain. But now, 
finally, it was Monday morning. With luck, he 
could get those sluts thrown out of FU and his 
dick inside Angela by 10.30am.

"This is a very regrettable situation," said 
Tom, "but I have to ask you: have you got the 
$10,000?"

"We're just counting it now," Teri replied 
frantically. Each of the girls had a pile of 
tens and was working through them. Finally 
done, they added their totals, plus the checks 
from the auction.

Teri's face fell as she read the final tally. 

"Five thousand, five hundred and ten!"

The girls were crestfallen. After all their 
hard work they'd failed.

Angela gave a cruel, hearty laugh. "Did you 
bimbos really think you could shake your tits 
and make ten grand? This isn't one of those 
stupid T&A movies, this is real life." Her 
eyes locked with Nicola's and the pair 
regarded each other coolly. "I guess you lose, 
slut," Angela hissed.

Nicola remembered Kimmy and her instructions. 
"There must be something we can do to sort 
this out," she said in a low, husky voice. 
Nicola stood up, taking a step towards Tom. As 
she did so, her robe fell open 'accidentally' 
revealing the stunning starlet in all her 
naked glory.

Tom's eyes popped open. The Dean, who had seen 
plenty of Nicola already at the party, let out 
a moan. The two guys stared happily at her 
slim, nude body, her heaving boobs and her 
exposed pussy.

"Oh my goodness!" exclaimed Nicola, making a 
feeble attempt to wrap the robe around her 
shapely figure.

Angela saw in a flash what her nemesis was up 
to. "Hey!" she yelled. "Remember what you're 
here for!" She gave Tom a slap on the 
shoulder.

"All in good time," he murmured, still 
watching in delight. "God you're gorgeous."

Nicola paused, her bare breasts hanging out of 
her robe. "Why, thank-you," she replied 
demurely. "I am a professional model, yknow."

"Really?" Tom asked, grinning stupidly. "I'm a 
keen photographer myself."

"Perhaps sometime I could pose for you," she 
purred in her husky Australian accent. "I do 
swimwear, lingerie or... something more 
intimate, if you prefer."

A dreamy expression crept across Tom's face. 
Doubtless he was thinking of the naked Nicola, 
posing in his studio, doing whatever he asked 
her to...

"What about the money?!" yelled Angela. 
Reluctantly, Tom shook his head. "Yes, the 
money. Well, if Constance House can't meet its 
financial obligations to the Student Council 
then I'm afraid..."

Suddenly the door burst open and in rushed 
Kimmy. "Stop!" she cried, waving a piece of 
paper in the air.

Angela rolled her eyes. What now!?

"I found out why Constance House has never 
paid any fees," Kimmy explained breathlessly. 
"It's all in the original charter, drawn up 
between the college fathers and Constance Frye 
herself."

As she unfolded the paper everyone clustered 
around to get a better look. It was a copy of 
some old-fashioned document, one where all the 
's'es look like 'f's. Kimmy read it aloud for 
the benefit of those who were baffled by it.

"It says here that Constance House will 
forever remain part of Fellwood University 
'spar'd of all tithes and rents'."

"So that means we don't have pay anything!" 
exclaimed Teri.

"Well, not quite," added Kimmy. "Ysee, it says 
here that in return, the 'diligent lady 
scholars of Constance House' agree to, umm... 
'give up their comely charms unto the college 
worthies.'"

Sunny scrunched up her pretty face. "What does 
that mean?"

"I think," whispered Dean Wormley, hardly 
believing what he was hearing. "I think it 
means I get to fuck you."

"That's right!" beamed Kimmy. "Constance House 
doesn't have to pay any fees and all we have 
to do in return is have sex with the Dean."

Angela was aghast. "It's a lie!" she cried. 
"The whole thing's a con!"

"I don't think so," said Tom. "Constance Frye 
was a great believer in women using their 
sexuality to get what they want from men."

Teri stared misty-eyed up at the portrait of 
their founder. It was like the busty 
bluestocking had reached out across a century 
and a half to save their pretty little asses. 
"She was quite the feminist."

"Yeah, and she had great tits," added the 
Dean.

"Fuck!" yelled Angela. "Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!" 
She rounded on the Dean. "Look, Wormley, if 
you want any chance of getting into my panties 
you better do something about this right now."

The Dean gave her a small, condescending 
smile. "And why would I want to do that, Miss 
Angel? I have these four lovely co-eds to 
choose from."

He turned to look at the Constance House 
girls. Teri licked her lips. Sunny blew him a 
kiss. Cindy cast him a sultry home-hither 
look. Kimmy blushed and giggled. His eyes 
shining, the Dean shamelessly leered at the 
girls in a way previously denied to him. He 
stared at their lithe, young bodies, barely 
concealed by their wispy robes. He was like a 
kid in a candy store, his eyes flicking from 
girl to girl, wondering which tasty piece of 
ass he'd sample first.

"Yknow," piped up Nicola, "I guess since my 
movie shoot is back on, that kinda makes me an 
honorary Constance House girl as well."

Dean Wormley grinned. His cock twitched wildly 
at the thought of enjoying the sweet delights 
of the Aussie starlet's cunt. "Oh yes," he 
murmured.

Nicola took the Dean by the arm. She threw 
Angela a bitter smirk. "Tough luck. Still, if 
you're going to stick around, I could give you 
a small part in my movie. No dialog, just 
hanging around topless in the background. 
You've got no problem doing nudity, have you?"

Angela glowered at her, too angry to say 
anything. Then she marched out of Constance 
House vowing never to return to the crappy 
little town of Fellwood ever again.

"What about me?" asked Tom. Teri smiled, and 
took him by the hand. "I'm sure I'll be able 
to accommodate you." 

Cindy picked up a couple of fistfuls of the 
cash they'd wasted half the morning counting. 
"What are we going to do with all this money?"

Sunny's beautiful face lit up. "Hey, I know! 
We could throw a party!"

"Sure!" laughed Nicola. "Bikini Sorority House 
Party 2!"

END
