Date: Mon, 29 Jul 2002 23:22:35 -0600
From: Greg Johnson <lixiviate@juno.com>
Subject: Dorm Angel--Part Two

    Angel woke the next morning with a black pubic hair in her teeth. She
shivered, remembering what she had done the night before. Trembling, she
ran for the shower. She cleaned herself vigorously, as if she were very
dirty. But as the first shock wore off, she began to become aroused
again--thinking about Pam and her delicious body. Maybe it wasn't so
wrong after all...
    "Are you all right?"
    It was Cindy, her roommate who asked this. 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 very large, the wonder and envy of all the
other girls in the house. Angel, wrapped in a towel, glanced over at her
roommate as she came back into the room. She could not help wonder if
Cindy somehow knew.
    "What? I'm fine..."
    "You seem a little nervous, that's all," said Cindy.
    "Oh, no. I guess I... I have a test coming up..."
    Later, her boyfriend Frank called her for a date that night. But
Angel was angry and moody with him.
    "Gee whiz," said Frank. "What's gotten into you?"
    "Look, I've got to go. I... I'm not feeling well..."
    She hung up the phone. It was a Saturday, but she did not feel like
doing anything but lying on her bed and thinking. She needed to think...
    Later in the day, Cindy brought her little sister up to her room.
Michelle had brown hair like Cindy--but it was braided into a French
braid. The girl was pretty like her sister, with a high- pitched laugh,
and nice pert breasts showing through her shirt. She was a cheerleader at
her high school, and had just turned fifteen.
    "Nice to meet you," said Michelle, shaking Angel's hand. "Cindy's
told me a lot about you."
     Angel nodded, and smiled weakly. Cindy didn't know the half of what
Angel was about these days. She again thought about her mouth on
Melissa's wet pussy, and she shuddered. Had she really done such a crazy
thing?
    "Angel's feeling a little sick, Michelle," said Cindy. "Too many
keggers!"
    The girls laughed.
    Just then Melissa showed up at the door. She was grinning. She was
wearing a sweater and jeans, looking very pretty--but there was something
hard and angular, almost predatory about her face. Angel, blushing, her
heart pounding furiously, thought she knew what it was.
    "Hey, you guys."
    "Hey," said Cindy. "This is my little sis, Michelle."
    "Well, hello. Welcome to Sigma Kappa. I'm the president here, if you
have any questions your dumb sister can't answer..."
    "Hey!"
    Angel could see the new meaning in Melissa's eyes as she looked over
the pretty young girl. She was checking Michelle out!
    "It must be fun here," said Michelle.
    "Oh, it is--believe me." Melissa grinned over at Angel. Angel was
embarrassed by the meaning, but not half as much as when Melissa spoke
again. "By the way, I'm having a little party up in my room tonight. Why
don't you guys come?"
    "Okay, sure," said Cindy.
    "Oh, and, Angel--Pam will be there."
    Angel blushed furiously. It was all she could do to stop herself from
crawling under a rock.
*
    That night, Angel did not want to go--but Cindy and Michelle
prevailed upon her to come. Angel's act of being sick was not very
convincing. And, besides, she liked being around Michelle-- she was a
very nice girl, her easy laugh cheering her some.
    Her cheer melted to anxiety when they went up to the room and she saw
Pam again. Both girls were very embarrassed. (Angel noticed right away
that Pam was not wearing a bra and that her nipples were visible through
her t-shirt--then she remembered licking those very nipples. Had she
really done that? Surely it had been a dream...) But Melissa talked so
much that no one seemed to notice. The "party" consisted only of Melissa,
Pam, Angel, Cindy and her sister. After Melissa closed the door, she
explained why the setting was so "intimate."
   "I've got some high-grade Peruvian, guys!"
   Angel was shocked that Melissa 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 barely look over in Pam's direction still.
   "I don't know," said Cindy. "My sis here..."
   "I'm not a square, Cin!" said Michelle quickly, and then let out a
high-pitched laugh. "I've smoked a few jays before..."
   "Really?"
   The girls sat about the room, music coming out of a boom box, and the
joint was passed around. Pam passed it to Angel. The girls shared a shy
look, their hands touching slightly. By degreees, after everyone had
taken several hits, the tension in the room began to fade. Michelle
talked the most, about some boys she knew and how she hated her gym
class. Everyone laughed, as if everything Michelle said was funny. Angel
noticed how Melissa was staring at Michelle; she shivered, and then took
another hit.
   Melissa got up and started dancing. She pulled Pam up, dancing with
her. The other girls clapped and shrieked. No one seemed to notice
particularly how Melissa was grabbing Pam's breasts every so often...
   Finally, everyone began to get a little tired. Angel heard several
conversations, but could not keep the words straight in her head. Time
seemed to have slowed to a crawl. She wondered if anyone else felt as
strange as she did...
   Suddenly, she heard Michelle burst out with her explosive laugh.
Melissa had told her something.
   "It's true!" said Melissa.
   "No way!"
   "Way! Pam will do anything I tell her. It's part of our initiation
process."
   Michelle noticed the meaningful emphasis on the word anything as well
as everyone else. "What do you mean...?"
   "I'll show you!" Melissa turned to Pam, who had been sitting and
talking with Cindy. "Pam, get up and dance for us!"
   At first, Pam ignored her.
   "Pam!" said Melissa, an edge to her voice. The whole room quieted.
Everyone looked to Pam to see if she would obey. Angel did not like this.
She was feeling very protective of Pam--almost tender about her. She was
a very nice girl, thought Angel.
   With a weird smile, Pam got to her feet at last. She started to dance
in rhythm to the music. Angel swallowed, thinking how beautiful Pam was,
and wondered if anyone else noticed as she did that Pam's nipples were
erect.
   "That's it! Now... take off your clothes!"
   The other girls looked over at Melissa, aghast. Angel's heart began to
pound. She knew what this was all leading to. She didn't know if she
liked the thought of it or not.
   "Oh my God!" shrieked Michelle. "She's doing it!"
   Pam had indeed started to take off her shirt. Her breasts fell free.
Angel gasped, and then looked around the room. All the other girls were
just as fascinated by Pam's breasts with their brown nipples as she was.
Maybe it was natural after all, Pam thought.
   "Now your pants," Melissa said.
   As she continued to dance clumsily, Pam began to unbutton her jeans.
   "Oh wow," said Michelle, mesmerized. "It's like she's your slave!"
   "I told you so," said Melissa smugly.
   "This is getting weird," said Cindy, seeming uncomfortable.
   After a few more minutes, Pam wore only her panties. Angel gaped up at
Pam, admiring her beautiful olive flesh and the way her breasts jiggled
as she danced. Pam looked down at Angel; Angel blushed and looked away.
   "Take it off!" yelled Michelle, highly amused by it all.
   "You heard her, Pam!" yelled Melissa.
   Pam obeyed, peeling off the panties and revealing the pussy that Angel
had got to know so well. Angel felt a stab of pain, thinking how badly
she wanted to lick that pussy again and yet knowing how wrong it was. Her
every thought seemed impossible. But she could not take her eyes off
Pam's beautiful nicely trimmed pussy. She didn't care if the others saw
her.
   "Now," said Melissa, grinning. "Give each of us a kiss on the mouth,
Pam."
   "Oh my God!"
   Pam went to Melissa first. They kissed, keeping their lips closed. Pam
then went to Michelle.
   "This is so weird!"
   Michelle let Pam kiss her. Pam went to Cindy, her lips smeared with
other girls' lipstick, but Cindy drew back.
   "This is getting too weird, you guys. C'mon..."
   Pam did not force herself on Cindy, going over to Angel. She stood,
her pussy level with Angel's face. Then she bent over and kissed Angel on
the lips--longer than the other girls. Angel felt a warm rush as the
Asian girl's warm, full mouth pressed against her own. It was so nice!
   "Uh, I'm leaving," said Cindy, getting up. "C'mon, Michelle..."
   "No, I want to stay here! I wanna see what Melissa makes Pam do next.
This is a gas!"
   Cindy was about to say something, but, glancing over at Pam, she
turned abruptly and left the room.
   "I'm not gay!" Cindy said defiantly.
   Melissa also got up. "I think I better talk to her..." Before she
left, she gave Pam one last command: "Pam, eat Angel's pussy. I think she
needs it."
   "Oh my God!"
   Angel felt herself swoon with sexual surrender. She wanted nothing
more than to have Pam eat her pussy. But she was shy at having Michelle
in the room with them. The girl was so young--what would she think? But
Michelle was even more curious than before.
   "Well, you heard her, Pam," said Michelle, trying to put some mock
authority in her voice. "Get down on your knees--!"
   Pam did so. Angel got up and sat on the edge of the bed. She suddenly
no longer cared that it was wrong and that Michelle, a girl of only
fifteen, was there. She pulled off her jeans and panties, and then spread
her legs wide.
   "Oh, lick my pussy, Pam!" she said, throwing back her head.
   "Yeah, lick it!"
   Pam caressed the thighs, and then worked her tongue into Angel's wet
pussy. Angely began to moan, gyrating her pelvis. She was so hot that it
was not long before she felt the waves of orgasm grip her body. She
looked down and held Pam's face close with both hands, watching as she
noisily slurped her vaginal juices... She was so lost in her ecstasy that
she did not notice Michelle on the other side of the room. Michelle was
naked in a chair, and she was shyly rubbing her blonde pussy.
   "Oh, Pam. Can you do that for me, can you...?" The young girl spread
her legs. Pam hesitated, shared a look with Angel, and then clambered
over between Michelle's legs. "Oh, God yes! Eat my pussy! That's a good
slave! YES!"
   As Pam began to softly lick the young girl's pussy, Angel went over to
Michelle. Her body was beautiful, her breasts full and pert, the nipples
an angry red. Angel did not care that the girl was so young. She reached
out and slid her hand over the young girl's belly.
   "Mm, oh, yes, mm, oh god!"
   Angel slid her hands over the breasts. She squeezed one, and then the
other. Then she put her mouth to a nipple and sucked on it, tenderly
sucking. Shen then brought her wet mouth up to Michelle's mouth. The girl
was shy at first, resisting the tongue thrust in her mouth, but she soon
began to moan and sigh. After a while, Michelle began to buck and scream
out.
   "Oh, ummmgh! Ohmygod! Oh yes!"
   Once Michelle quieted, Angel had the idea that she wanted to see
Michelle go down on her. She didn't know how the girl would react to
this, but the idea was too hot to deny. Gently, she pulled the girl off
the chair--she was as limp as a rag doll--and got her to sit on her knees
before the bed. Then, Angel pulled the girl's face between her legs...
   "Oh my god," breathed Michelle, her doe-eyes widening at the pussy
before her. "I've... never done this..."
   "It's easy," said Angel. "Just lick me the way you like to be
licked..."
   The young girl still hesitated, but there was no going back now. Pam
and Angel both pulled Michelle into the pussy.
   "Mmph!"
   "That's it," said Angel, feeling the first few tentative licks. "Lick
it good..."
   Michelle licked and licked, hardly allowed to come up for air. Pam sat
beside her and made sure the young girl kept to her job. Angel loved
seeing the young teenager's face between her legs, the cute cheerleader's
nose buried in her twat. She couldn't wait to come all over that face...
   "Unngh!" cried Angel, her body tensing. Michelle had found her
clitoris, flicking it with her tongue. Angel grabbed Michelle's hair as
she came, pulling Michelle's face into her pussy as she bathed it in
pussy juice. Her mouth breathed heavily as she drank it all in.
   Then it was Pam's turn. She wanted to have her pussy licked. She
pulled Michelle over to her, carefully guiding the young girl's wet face
to her sopping cunt.
   "Now eat me," said Pam, moaning.
   Michelle was less reluctant than before. She buried her face into the
Asian twat without a moment's hesitation. Angel was so turned on that she
wanted to join in. She spread Pam's legs even wider--and both girls
managed to fit their writhing tongues on the hot pussy. Occasionally,
Angel would tongue kiss Michelle as they worked on Pam's cunt; Michelle
sighed, going from Angel's mouth to the pussy thrust in her face, and
then back again.
   "Oh God yes!" Pam screamed, and soon her orgasm flooded out. Angel and
Michelle licked it all out, the juices mixing on their tongues as they
licked and kissed. Michelle let out a moan, and babbled how good it
tasted...
   Finally, the girls dressed and began to wonder about Cindy. They hoped
she was okay.