Angelica Angelina

Chapter Four: Angelina does Anya a favor.

Okay, it's me again, Angelina. I let my sister take a turn telling our tale and I get my ass kicked. I'll do the telling this time, it's safer.

It has been just over a month since Brad sent me to the hospital. For a week I was sore and for another week I still had a bruise, but that is all behind me now. I feel great and look great. That's not quite the way I explain it to my sorority sisters however. To them I still have slight pain and I'm suffering from Post-traumatic stress disorder. They wait on me hand and foot, tending to my every need. I have them fooled, but Angelica is beginning to get a little suspicious. Sure I am taking advantage of all of them, but what can I say, I'm a bitch.

In four weeks Christmas break will be here. There will be twenty-two days with no class. We gathered in the common room to come up with plans.

Lots of girls had a plan, but most of them were, how can I put this delicately, oh, I know, pathetic. Debra finally had an idea with potential. "Okay, for the semester break, we all stay here."

"We are already doing that," one girl pointed out.

"Yes, but the entire time we stay naked."

"We do that most of the time also," a different girl replied.

"Again correct, but this time we are all sex slaves to each other."

"I am not sure what you mean," Angelica said.

"Okay, here is how it will work. We are naked, and we cannot turn away or deny any request for sexual favors. One of you, or some of you, are even all of you want your pussy licked, and you want me to do it. You tell me, 'Debra, eat my pussy.' I cannot tell you no. My tongue might fall out from over use, but I service all of you. On the flip side I can have the entire sorority get in a line and take turns licking me."

"And this will apply to everyone, even Angelina and Angelica?" one girl asked.

"Yeah, and what about Anya?" a different sister asked.

The entire sorority turned to look at me and my sister. They turned and checked Anya out also. More than a few of them were licking their lips.

"We can tell them to eat us, lay down and let us eat them, finger fuck us, scissor with us, 69, anything at all?"

"Not just them, all of us," Debra answered.

"Well of course, all of us," one girl said.

They all continued to stare at the three of us.

I think they were ready to charge and throw us to the floor to gang rape us, but another sister suggested a different idea, saving us for the moment. It sucked like all the others except for Debra's. There were a couple of other suggestions, but the sorority had already made up their minds as to the one they wanted.

We left the sorority house and traveled as a unit to the cafeteria. Angelica did something strange. She led me to a table that only had one vacant spot remaining. I sat down and she told me she had some business to discuss with Debra.

I was mystified as she left me and moved to a different table and joined Debra. They were far enough away it was impossible for me to overhear what they talked about, but a couple of times they looked in my direction. Once Angelica touched the side of her face like I do when pretending to be in pain. They widened the discussion to include everyone at the table. I saw them all glance at me, several trying to hide a smile. I would interrogate Angelica once back in our room. She would be unable to keep any secret hidden.

Soon enough dinner was finished and we returned to our home. As Angelica walked through the door, I latched onto her arm and pulled her up the stairs to our room. I closed the door behind me. "Okay," I said. "What is going on with you and Debra?"

"I will tell you in just a couple of minutes. First thing though, I need you, need you bad." She placed her mouth against mine. In less than two minutes we were both nude and in bed. "Let's make this a kinky session," she said. She pulled open the drawer in the nightstand next to the bed and pulled out the hand and ankle cuffs.

I did not resist and she bound me spread eagled on our bed. We both enjoyed being bound and letting the other one have free rein with our bodies. And wow, did she ever have free rein. She sat on my face and forced me to service her. As always, she was delicious. She knew how to force feed pussy. She placed exactly the amount of weight on my face where her cunt was shoved into my mouth, but never pushed down so hard it caused me pain. I must have given her half a dozen orgasms. She returned the favor and chowed down on me. Damn, she has a magnificent tongue.

When she finished, I was covered in sweat. She sat next to me while we both recovered, my feet still chained to the bed, hers sitting on the floor.

"Okay, sister dear, let me tell you what Debra and I talked about. We are both convinced you are totally recovered from the whack in the head Brad gave you. It is our belief you have taken advantage of us, getting us to clean up after you and other little chores. We came up with a punishment. Remember how she suggested we spend our break here being sex slaves to each other? Well we are going to give that a test run. We figure you will be a great subject to see how it works. Now you wait here while I invite all the rest of the ladies to come in and have some fun."

I jerked on the cuffs as she walked away. I knew it was a waste of energy. These cuffs were mink lined and forged with the strongest of steel. I heard Angelica go next door and say, "Angelina is chained to her bed. She has asked me to tell everyone she is giving away free pussy to anyone that wants it. She wants you to play with her and have a good time."

Angelica left to go to the next room. The two girls next door walked in to my room, already nude and grinning from ear to ear. One of them took the spot Angelica had only a short time ago, placing a knee next to each ear and lowering herself down. The other stuck her head between my legs. I guess if I was cruel I could have bitten, but I would never do that. They were sorority sisters and I cared for each of them. I decided to make the most of the situation and began sticking my tongue into her. Anyway, even though I protested, I knew I was going to love it. If things had worked out different, I would have eventually asked them to do it to me.

Within minutes the room was packed. I ended up with a sister sitting on my face, one eating my pussy, two girls lying next to me, each sucking on a tit, one girl at each hand, getting me to finger fuck them, and one girl at each foot, fucking my toes. Every few minutes they rotated. Sometimes a girl exhausted herself and returned to her room. Sometimes a girl exhausted herself and returned to the back of the line, so she could recuperate while she waited for her next turn with me.

I lost track of two things. The first was time. I had no clue how long they screwed me. The second was the number of orgasms they forced on me. All I know is for several hours my body seemed to me to be as hard as the chains binding me to the bed. After a time all the orgasms blended into one. There was no gap between one ending and the next one starting.

I am not certain when it ended. I woke up when I felt a gentle shaking of my shoulder. "Angelina, wake up," a voice said. It repeated a couple of times before I forced my eyes to open. I felt a wave of relief wash over me when I saw Kirk sitting on the bed next to me. I realized I was no longer bound when I reached over and took his hand. "Oh, what a night," I said to him.

"Yeah, Angelica told me about it. Are you okay?"

"My twat is sore as hell. My mouth feels like the army bivouacked in it overnight, and my boobs feel like they were used as a punching bag in a boxing gymnasium. If you're really horny, the only thing I have available right now is my ass. If you're really wanting pussy or a blowjob, I'll get Angelica or one of the sisters to service you."

"Let's not worry about me at the moment. You take priority." Kirk got up and went into my bathroom. I heard him going through the cabinet and then he was back, carrying three towels in one hand and body oil in the other. "Stand up for just a moment, please. You'll be laying back down in only seconds."

I stood. A wave of dizziness passed through me. I watched Kirk spread the towels over the bed, and then he helped me back down.

"Now you just relax and let me do my thing," he said to me.

I let my body go limp and closed my eyes, trusting him to care for me.

He gently ran his hands over me, from shoulders to waist. His fingers caressed me, pressing down, but not pressing down hard. He traced the outlines of my breasts then his fingers tweaked my nipples. He twisted them only a quarter turn, then moved them in the other direction. He did that a couple of minutes, then started rubbing my breasts. Again he was very gentle, not applying pressure against the soreness. He moved to my stomach and gently squeezed the muscles, kneading them and giving them small stretches.

When his hands moved away, I opened my eyes to see why he had stopped. I saw him opening the bottle of body oil and putting a small amount on his hands. He held it only long enough so his body heat took the chill from it. I shut my eyes again.

He gently oiled me down, moving his hands over my breasts and then my stomach. He moved to my arms and his hands moved up and down each of them, coating them in body oil. He took each hand and massaged the fingers. He used his thumbs to press between the knuckles. He placed my hand palm up on the bed, then pressed down on it. I started to feel the soreness easing. He walked to the other side of the bed and massaged the other hand. I had not realized how sore they were until he worked at easing the pain.

He moved to my elbows, taking them one at a time. He placed one hand on the elbow and the other on the other side of the arm. He rotated his hands in circles, relaxing the muscles. I felt the tension and soreness evaporating away. He reoiled his hands and worked the other arm. He moved to my shoulders and his hands felt like steel bars encased in silk as he kneaded each one. Then he started moving down my body. His fingers were as soft and gentle as butterfly wings, traveling down my sides as he moved to my legs.

He never touched my vagina, but oiled and caressed and massaged my inner thighs. His hands felt so good and soothing. Angelica had given me massages before, and as nice as they were, Kirk's left hers in the dust.

Kirk repeated with the knees what he had done with the elbows. Next his hands were on the calf muscles. He put each hand on the muscles and squeezed. He used a lot more force here. He realized these muscles were much stronger and harder, it would take more energy to get them feeling better. He supplied that energy. He spent fifteen minutes on each foot, rubbing the oil in. His fingers moved between the toes and gave each one individual attention. He used the ball of his hand and pushed it into the arch of my foot. At first it hurt, but the pain quickly left. I felt the circulation return to my feet and it was nice.

He worked his way back up my legs and when he got to my ass, reached around and grabbed my cheeks. I had no idea my ass was sore until he worked the stiffness out of it. There was only one spot left.

He put more oil on his hand. Not a lot, just enough so he had drops of it forming a small pool on his palm. He held his hand over me and a small amount fell on to me. He used his hands to insure my labia was covered in oil. Then he moved his hands up and down me for just a few seconds. His hand moved to the pelvic region and moved in small circles, gently applying pressure. Then it moved down and rubbed my pussy. He took his index and middle fingers and placed them on each side of my clit. Then keeping them stiff and using them to squeeze me, moved them up and down. Chills started moving through me. My hips started keeping pace with the movement of his hand. He took the other hand and inserted a finger into me. He started moving the finger in and out at the same pace the other hand moved up and down my clit.

Of course, with him doing all this, it did not take long for me to let out a small scream as I climaxed.

As Kirk put the lotion away and dried his hands on the towel, there was a group of viewers that gave him a round of applause. I opened my eyes and saw about ten of my sisters surrounding us. Several of them asked if they could be next. Of course as you probably know, Angelica always comes first with me. Kirk helped me to my feet. I asked him, "Do you have enough energy to do my elder sister?"

"When it comes to you two, I never run out of energy."

Angelica needed no more encouragement. As is the case most of the time in our sorority house, she was already naked. She took my place on the bed.

Kirk worked on her with the same enthusiasm he had on me. While her eyes were shut and she was enjoying the sensations coursing through her, I came up behind Kirk and whispered in his ear. He nodded he understood and I returned to the crowd to enjoy the show.

When the time arrived he was working on her pussy, unlike me, he worked extra hard on her. She had a multitude of orgasms, many of them with extreme intensity. He did not let up. She jerked around on the bed, shaking the whole thing. When at last he finished, she fell asleep almost at once.

It was almost ten minutes later when she woke up. Immediately she glared at me and said, "What the hell is this?" Her hands and ankles were as securely chained as mine had been only fifteen hours earlier.

Instead of answering her I said to the sisters, already forming lines, "Angelica is chained to her bed. She has asked me to tell everyone she is giving away free pussy to anyone that wants it. She wants you to play with her and have all sorts of fun."

"BITCH," my sister yelled at me.

"Come on Sis, I prove to you I'm a bitch daily. I prove it to the sorority at least once a week. You should not be shocked."

While the sorority had fun and games with Angelica, Kirk and I went out to a fancy restaurant. When finished we saw a movie and instead of going back to the sorority, checked in to a five star hotel. I wanted Kirk away from the crowd for a time. I needed him to myself. We would go back to the rest of the girls tomorrow. They would all want a turn with him, so this was my chance to have a monopoly.

Once in the room, it took us less than five minutes to be naked and in bed. As always, Kirk ran his hands over my body. This time though, there was a difference. We both felt it as he ran his fingers around my labia.

I jumped up from the bed and shouted at him, "DON'T TOUCH ME!"

"It's no big deal," he said. "I felt it last night. It was barely noticeable."

"Are you telling me my sorority sisters licked my pussy and I have stubble growing out?"

"Angelina, your blowing this out of proportion."

"Like hell I am. Those short hairs feel like steel bristles. They have to be laughing their heads off at me."

"Doubtful. That was twenty-four hours ago. At that time they must have been underneath the skin. Only now are they pushing their way to the surface."

"Yeah? Well, neither you nor anyone else is coming near my cunt until I get it bare again."

"Damn, woman. Your putting me thru hell. I did all the massaging to you and your sister. I've had a boner for hours, I can barely walk."

"What about Angelica? Was she hauling around a steel bush also, ready to rip apart any tongue that got close?"

"Well, yeah, but I'm certain it was not enough to get attention."

"The hell you say."

I pulled my cellphone out and hit the last number on speed dial.

"This is Kelli's Tanning and Waxing. Our hours are from 9 AM until 10 PM Monday thru Saturday, closed Sundays. We offer the best in...."

That was as far as it got. I snapped my phone shut and threw it on the couch.

No sooner did it stop bouncing before it started ringing. It was Angelica's ringtone.

Instead of saying, "Hello," I said, "I guess you found out."

"Damn Kirk. Did he know?"

"He claims it's not enough to notice."

"Yeah? Well he screwed that up. The third sister was on me, chowing down when she let out a yelp. They all gathered around me and ran their hands all over my twat. Some felt it, most did not, but damn it, we waited too long before getting our pussy naked again."

"I guess that worked out for you, not having a couple dozen ladies giving you head."

"No, it did not. They all sat on my face and made me service them. Four of them got vibrators and they used all four on me at once. They put one on my clit, put one in my vagina, and stuck the other up my butt. The used the fourth and roamed around with it."

"Damn."

"The words I used were much more colorful. They did free me soon enough that I got to the waxing store before they closed. I made appointments for us. Five other sisters are going with us to get their pussys cleaned also. First appointment is at nine o'clock."

"I'll meet you there." We hung up at the same time.

I faced Kirk. "You ain't getting no pussy, no head, and no ass, not tonight. You should have told me the instant you knew. This will be a lesson to you to keep an eye out and watch over me."

Kirk responded, "Come on Angelina. I always watch out for you. I ran a couple of girls off and freed you from those cuffs the instant I walked into your room. Then I spent an hour massaging you, relaxing your stiff muscles."

I had to admit, he did get me out of a jam. I considered everything and said, "Okay, I'll give you a hand job, but that is it. Take it or leave it."

Not a second passed before he said, "I'll take it."

He raced to the bathroom and was out in two seconds, carrying a large bath towel. He knew the routine. He was on his back, on the bed, legs spread and waiting for me to do the rest. I had gotten into the habit of always carrying a small jar of Vaseline in my handbag. I had to replace it every few weeks. Among other treats I gave him, hand jobs were common. I had much more experience now than I did a year ago when I first jacked him off. Even though I had done it many times, I enjoyed it as much now as I did then.

Kirk did his part, his body was relaxed and his dick was a steel rod. The rest was up to me. I coated his prick with lubricant and started slowly, oh so slowly, moving my hand up and down him. After half a dozen trips, I stopped at the top of him. I used my fingers and wrapped them around his dickhead. Then instead of moving up and down, I moved back and forth, like I tightened a bolt and immediately loosened it. After a few laps, I placed my palm on top of him, fingers straight out and no longer touching him and rubbed. His only contact with me was his dickhead against my palm. His hips began moving with the speed of my hand. My fingers wrapped around him again and I repeated the pattern over and over, each time slightly faster than the previous.

"Wow," I said. "You have to have an electric wire attached to you somehow. How else could your prick possibly be so hot? Let me tell you, fuck buddy, when you screw me your cock is so huge I'm worried you will rip me open, and so hot I'm hoping you don't give me blisters. Damn, I love the feel of you inside me." My hand was now flying up and down him. I saw his face start to contort.

The first time I jacked him off, Angelica was with me. At the exact instant he shot his wad, she shoved my face next to his dick and he creamed me. I think that turned me on almost as much as it did him. That was now a set part of the ritual. I placed my head on his stomach, only an inch from him. My eyes were glued to him and I saw up close and personal the cum shoot out. It felt like a hot wet splat when it hit my nose. I kept pumping away and was rewarded with two more blasts from him. I kept pumping until he was drained.