Britney awoke the next morning with a pubic hair stuck in her teeth and a sour taste on the back of her tongue. She shivered, remembering what she had done the night before. She ran to the shower and cleaned herself. But as the first shock wore off, she began to become aroused again--thinking about Pam and her beautiful body, her perfect breasts and long legs and neatly trimmed pussy...
"Are you all right?"
It was Cindy, her roommate. She was brushing her hair, sitting on her bed. She was a brunette with an oval face and a mole above her lip; her breasts were large, the envy of the other girls in the sorority house. Britney, wrapped in a towel, glanced at her roommate as she came back into the room. She wondered if Cindy knew something.
"What? I'm fine."
"You seem nervous," Cindy said. "Did you get into a fight with Frank last night?"
"Oh, no. It's just..." How would Cindy react to the truth, that she had had sex with Pam and Melissa last night? That she had sucked on their pussies until their juices ran off her chin? "I just have a test, is all."
"Oh." Cindy stopped brushing her hair. "By the way, Frank called while you were in the shower. You sure take long showers. He wants you to call him."
"Yeah." Britney did not want to think about Frank; she realized that she did not want to see him tonight; she would call and make an excuse about being sick. It was true, in a way: she was a feeling a little ill. Her stomach hurt.
"So my sis is coming up today," Cindy said. "She wants to see the house, and get to know some of my other 'sisters.'"
"Leah, you mean?"
"Yeah. She just turned eighteen, and already she's thinking about what college sorority to join."
"Really? Huh."
Britney felt distracted. She could still taste Pam's pussy. She must have licked it for a long time. What had possessed her?
"Are you sure you're all right, Brit?"
"Huh? Oh, I'm fine."
Britney caught herself looking at her roommate's breasts. Only in a black sheer bra, they were full but very firm. And the nipples were poking through. Finally she tore her eyes away and retreated to the bathroom.
*****
Later in the day, Cindy brought her little sister up to the room. Leah was a beautiful young girl, with golden hair tied in a French braid; she had a high-pitched laugh, unlike her more serious sister.
"Nice to meet ya," Leah said, shaking Britney's hand. "Cindy's told me a lot about you."
"I hope not everything," Britney said, and blushed in spite of herself.
"No, I'm sure not! You guys have awesome parties, I bet! What's it like?"
"Oh, they're not that interesting, really."
Just then Melissa showed up at the door. As sorority president, she wanted to introduce herself. She wore a sweater and jeans, looking very pretty--but there was something predatory in her look; something hard in her eyes. Britney, her heart pounding, was afraid she knew what it was.
"It's nice to meet you."
"If you have any questions your dumb sister can't answer," Melissa said. "Just come to me."
"Hey!" Cindy punched Melissa.
"It must be awesome living here," Leah said.
"Oh, it sure is. Awesome." Melissa laughed, and looked over Leah with approval. Britney sucked in a breath. Melissa was checking out the young girl! Did she have any shame? "By the way, there's a little party up in my room tonight. Why don't you guys come?"
"Okay, sure!" Leah said.
"Maybe for a little while," the older sister said.
"Oh, and, Brit--Pam will be there."
Britney blushed furiously. It was all she could do to stop herself from crawling under the bed.
*****
That night Britney did not want to go--but Cindy and Leah prevailed on her to come. Britney's feigning illness was not very convincing, and, besides, she liked being around Leah. She was a very nice girl, her easy laugh cheering her up some.
Her cheer melted into anxiety when they went to Melissa's room. Pam was there--sitting on the very bed where Britney had licked her pussy. Both girls were very embarrassed, but Melissa chattered so much that no one seemed to notice. The "party" consisted only of Melissa, Pam, Britney, Cindy and Leah. After Melissa secured the door, she explained why the setting was so intimate.
"I've got some nice weed, you guys. High-grade stuff!"
Britney was shocked that the president of their sorority intended everyone to smoke marijuana. But, as she thought about it, she realized she really needed a good hit to calm her nerves. She could hardly look in Pam's direction.
"I don't know," Cindy said. "My little sis is here..."
"I'm not a square, Cin!" Leah said quickly. And then she let out a laugh. "I've smoked a few joints before!"
"Really?"
The marijuana cigarette was passed around the room as Katy Perry played on an iPod. Pam passed it to Britney. The girls shared a shy look, their fingers touching slightly. By degrees the awkwardness and tension faded. Leah talked the most, telling a story about a boy she had oral sex with and, as if the two topics were related, how she hated her math teacher. Everyone laughed, as if everything Leah said was funny. Britney noticed how Melissa was sizing up Leah; she shivered, and then took another hit.
Melissa got up and danced. She pulled Pam up, dancing with her. The other girls clapped along. Then there was a slow song and Melissa grabbed Pam's ass. Then she ran her tongue along Pam's neck. Leah squealed.
"This is so awesome!" she said, raising her rum and coke.
