"Nope!" Jo replied with a smirk, biting her lips and still staring raptly at me. She reached climax only a few seconds after Kaya, ranking third in our class. If this were in fact a competition, that is. Which it wasn't, of course. One thing was for sure: it felt deliciously debauched to be in a room filled with hot naked women rushing to cum in front of each other!
"It's all about the mood, it can't be pure mechanics," Kaya was whispering a few minutes later in Letitia's ear, behind her, caressing gently her areolae, perhaps after having realized she'd been a little selfish. Her roommie didn't seem to be completely at ease: they weren't as comfortable with each other's nudity as Jo and I had become. "Close your eyes. Picture a huge crush of yours. He's the one touching you now… It's not some kind of sex trick or anything… Poor fucker, he can't help himself, he's just in awe of your beautiful breasts, hypnotized by them… He wants to nibble them, but you don't let him… He has to earn it!" she went on, and ten minutes later Letitia wasn't mad at her anymore.
When a good portion of us either had had a climax or was fed up trying, Morgan concluded our first pledge class.
"Homework: practice with your sister. I know some of you aren't attracted by women, but this is about making a bond with a friend and your own bodies. Those who are, however, have the fantastic opportunity to learn how to use their mouth the old-fashioned way: guided by their fuckbuddy, a 3χ sister!"
A quick exchange of glances with Jo confirmed that we would study until late. Such diligent students!
"I swear, I now understand the real value of education," Sarah joked with Zoe as we all returned in our rooms to clean ourselves. Indeed, when the afternoon had started, we didn't know what to expect from a pledge class with a vague title like "The nipple". Half of us had been expecting some anatomical dissertation, the other half some silly game. However, when we had entered our indoor gym and had seen what was lying beside the yoga mats, one for each couple of roommies, we realized that something different was afoot.
"Am I the only one feeling like we are taking a prenatal course or something?" had said Piper, facing her roommie Leigh.
"What kind of fucked-up motherhood do you have in mind?" Kaya had joked, grabbing the vibrator and the bottle of lube she and Letitia had been assigned, making us all laugh. As predicted, she'd soon become our jester of sorts, even though a very different kind compared to Violet.
"The vibrator is not for your clit!" Morgan had barked. "Today is all about the nipple!"
And indeed it had been. First she had begun with a speech about what came to everybody's mind when people thought about nipples, how it had become something indecent in western culture to the point that even the most natural and arguably obvious use for it, breastfeeding, was now censored.
"The end result of this war on nipples is that now a lot of people, women even, have a weird relationship with nipples and boobs in general. This won't be your case, not if I have something to say about it." – Kaya legit had clapped at that – "So, free yours and let's start having fun with them!"
After that, she'd introduced us to the secrets and delights of nipple massages. In a room now filled with naked breasts, we had learned patience – "Don't rush with pinching and such! Stimulation should always be gradual!" – how to use toys like nipple clamps, of which the sorority had a big assortment, how vibrators could work on nipples too and how to play with ice cubes. CBD lube had also been a big discovery.
So, that night, after much talk at dinner, we all headed back to our rooms to do the most exciting homework we were ever given. And it hadn't come soon enough! After "Tit for tit" the sexual tension between me and Jo had reached unbearable levels, to the point that even other people had started noticing it. What were we supposed to do? We slept in the same bed naked, every single day!
"Wait, can I talk to you for a second?" Kaya, stopped me on the stairs, nervously playing with one of her raven boxer braids. That must've been the first time I'd seen her insecure.
"Yeah, sure!" I replied encouragingly.
"Look, I wanted to apologize for claiming you cheated this afternoon… It was stupid: you know, I can get competitive."
"Please, that's nothing: I'm way more competitive than you could possibly be!"
Such an unexpected reaction left her a little surprised at first, but a moment later she'd caught up and she provoked me with a smirk: "That's how you wanna play it, huh? It could be dangerous…"
"I'm pretty sure it could be fun!"
"You're a runner too, right?"
"Yep"
"Ok: you, me, common room, tomorrow morning at 7 sharp. I'm gonna destroy you! And probably myself in the process!"
With that promise, I left her in a good mood and reached my room. The door, however, opened in a different world, lit by the faint flittering light of dozens of candles. Our beds had disappeared, replaced by a queen-sized futon on the floor, on which Jo was waiting me, completely naked, distractedly stroking her clit.
"What the…"
"I asked Kaya to stall you so that I could redecorate a little… Billie helped too by moving out the beds before dinner… I was telling her how nice it would be to have bigger mattresses and… Well, apparently the sisterhood has some big futons!" she mumbled, a little uncertain. "Ok, maybe you were more curious as of why… Look, here everyone is so uninhibited… And I love it, but at the same time it feels like they don't savor things. This," she went on, pointing at her nudity, "this is special for me, I've never done it with a woman. So I thought… Well, I wanted it to
be
special. Is it ok with you? I hope it's not too much…"
My first time with a man hadn't been special. Honestly I didn't know anyone who had truly enjoyed it: we had all been just too inexperienced, after all. My first time with a woman had actually been with Billie and it'd been the result of a trickery. Besides, let's face it, it was more of a quickie: I hadn't even cum! The second time had been real, but still…
"I think this is exactly what I want!" I replied, kneeling on the futon and crawling to her.
Her face lighted up immediately.
"Well then, we've already done this…" she whispered, her slightly departed lips coming closer to me, until I could feel her warm breath on mine, luring me, impossible to resist… I was now kissing her with the same passion as we had done that night after "Tit for tit". Her dainty fingers snaked immediately under my t-shirt, exploring my forms, sweeping away my T-shirt with the same ease as if they were my own. With a shiver I ached for them to go down, in my awakening sex.
"…and tonight we are going to explore each other's nipples," she went on when my top flew away in the room. "But only the nipples! I wanna discover you one piece at a time."
"You sure?" I tempted her, swiftly sliding along her pale naked body, the now familiar sensation of her soft skin against mine, her pencil eraser-sized nipples caressing my chest. I'd meant to tease her but in truth I was the one who was getting hungrier… And so I tasted her, tracing her hips with my tongue until I reached her pubic area. It was still smooth, after I had just shaved it the day before as part of what Morgan had called "our intimacy journey". I gave it a sultry kiss and smelled her attraction for me. It took all my will not to move further down.
"Yes, don't be greedy!" she replied, blushing in the most endearing way.
But I was, so I pounced back up and playfully flicked her already turgid nipple with my tongue. This wasn't me. At least, it'd never been before. I'd never used my tongue for anything but kissing and oral sex. Now I wanted to use it to explore every inch of Jolene. This place, this sorority was awakening something in me.
"Suck on it!" Jo moaned, as she started massaging her labia and clit.
As possessed, I took it between my lips, enjoying its rough texture, and kissed it. Then I touched it but with the tip of my tongue, tickling it, making her shake. Morgan had told us how to use our mouth, but all of a sudden my mind was blank. All I knew was to worship the nipple in any way I could, guided by Jolene's gasps and shivers, moved by lust and desire.
Never had I ever truly understood the power of touch like that night. How a single fingertip could shake a woman, a small puff of air send shiver throughout all her body, a bit of ice shape it at will. With a man it'd always been mostly about his penis, not his whole body. Hell, I'd never touched myself like that before Morgan had shown me how little did I know about self-pleasuring.
"It's so much better this way…" Jo moaned just before the grand finale. "A foreign hand, a delicate land… Pleasures hidden in a warm cave, I now know what I crave…"
"Who said that?" I asked, quite flattered that my actions had reminded her of poetry.
"Me!" she shrieked just before cumming. Someone cheered in the corridor for us. I loved our sorority!
"Now it's my turn," she whispered in my ear, after toppling me with a surprising force and skill. After that… Well, let's just say that we kept loudly entertaining our sisters for a while: Jo had been a good student too.
