[sarahsarah]

Chapter 14

“Well ladies,” Monica addressed the crowd loudly. She sat up, rolled off Mia so the two girls were sat next to each other as Mia tried to catch her breath. “How about a hand for my little sister Mia; didn’t she do an amazing job?” A large amount of whooping and cheering greeted the question and Mia tried to smile for the crowd. She could hardly believe how much she had lost control and even now, with the fog totally lifted, she still felt flattered by Monica’s response, how much she enjoyed the actions, and how much the crowd enjoyed watching it.

“That was really hot Mon,” Erin said from the crowd causing Mia’s cheeks to go a darker shade of red.
“You don’t even know the half of it babe,” Monica replied. Everyone seemed to huddle up to talk about what they had just watched, but nobody seemed particularly shocked, as if the was the kind of thing they had all seen in the past. However everybody seemed to be very complimentary. One thing jumped out to Mia though, one comment which pierced through the air and it came from two girls whispering nearby, but just loud enough to hear.
“Only other girl I’ve ever seen take to eating ass like that was Steph,” the first girl whispered.
“Must be a family trait,” the other responded as they smiled to one another.

There seemed to be no snide remark or disapproval with the comment, more so they seemed excited about it. All the information was so strange to Mia. The sorority was so much weirder than she would have ever guessed, and so was Steph. Mia turned to look for her older sister and saw her walking from the room. Although Steph didn’t turn to see her, Mia could tell that her face was flushed and even caught the outline of her nipple poking against the fabric of her top. It meant Steph had stayed to watch the whole thing, and Mia couldn’t hazard a guess what the girl would have thought.

“Well the show is over,” Monica dramatically interrupted the murmuring. She stood up and began to put on her skirt. “I want to thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedules to observe a new sister in training. I do suggest that you sample the product Mia was offering when you get the chance; she is very good.” Mia felt slightly panicked by the thought, but also enticed; each of the girls in the room was undoubtedly beautiful.
“Well, there is still more fun to be had in pledge week,” Mia heard one girl say causing everyone to laugh ominously.
“That may be true Sasha, but not for tonight,” Monica said, noticing Mica looked a bit nervous. “Tonight, little sister Mia is done with her duties and, as a reward for a job well done; I am going to take her out to dinner.” Her words struck Mia with inspiration.
“But,” she interjected loudly enough for everyone to hear, “I already ate,” Mia finished while licking her lips seductively. Each of the girls heard it, paused momentarily, and then broke into laughter. They were clearly impressed that Mia was starting to figure out how to fit in.
“Aren’t you cute when you’re not terrified?” Monica said, “More like your big sister than I thought. Okay smartass, let’s just get dessert,” she concluded and waited for Mia to get dressed.

The girls arrived back several hours later. After Mia had got dressed, they had gone around the corner to a small ice cream place. Monica, who was now very relaxed and happy following her orgasm, graciously bought Mia some ice cream. The two girls sat and talked, mainly about things completely unrelated to the sorority and after a few minutes Mia realised something. Monica was in the process of teaching her something. Just like form Cal, Mia was learning little bits about the secrets of the sorority. Monica was giving her a new lesson and it was twofold. First, she’d taught her that the girls in the house were even more sexually adventurous than Mia had ever realised, to the point where almost anything goes.

But seemingly more importantly, she learned that as soon as they left the house, the secrets stayed there. They did not discuss sexuality outside of the sorority house and they did not make sapphic gestures in public. Any time that the conversation that Mia started had anything even remotely related to something happening at the house, Monica would skilfully, subtly and without malice change the subject.

So the two girls talked for a long time and Mia got to know Monica. She learned about her family, her childhood. She found out about her friends and classes, her plans for the future but learned absolutely nothing about whether she considered herself a lesbian, why she liked having a tongue in her ass so much and what else she did. Those things remained the other side of the front door. So after a couple of ice cream cones, a short walk around campus and a good conversation, they returned to the house. Monica said she needed to finish some work, gave Mia a quick peck on the cheek and left. Without thinking, Mia quickly removed her clothes; it felt right now.

Her clothes weren’t very dirty, so she took them back to her room and put them away and as she did so, Becky returned from her evening with her sophomore sister. Her hair was a bit askew and she seemed dazed indicating to Mia that something interesting had happened. “So Becky, what have you been up to?” Mia coyly asked. Becky looked at her innocently at first before a lewd grin appeared across her face.
“Nothing much. How about you? Seems like whatever was bothering you earlier has passed,” she said. Both girls knew something was up and Mia realised that Becky was right. She still felt extremely nervous about Steph and what the sorority was doing to their relationship but the time with Monica had somehow calmed her.

“I feel a bit better, but I don’t believe for a second that ‘nothing much’ happened. Tell me what you did with your sophomore,” Mia purred.
“No way, you tell me,” she replied stubbornly.
“I went first last time,” Mia said, playing her trump card. Becky looked like she was about to put up more of a fight, but then just made a fake annoyed face and stuck her tongue out playfully.
“Fine, I’ll go first this time, but just because you did last time, and also because everyone is already buzzing about what you and Monica did in the living room,” she said with a smirk.

“What?!” Mia asked.
“Mia… you performed oral on a pussy and asshole in the living room… in front of a dozen people. Did you think that would stay secret?” she asked. Becky seemed so much more comfortable now and Mia realised they were changing; the sorority becoming a part of who they were.
“What did people say?”
“Didn’t you want me to tell my story first?” Becky smugly replied.
“Oh… come on… since you know anyway, just tell me what they are saying,” Mia begged. She wondered what people were saying, whether it was good or bad, or whether her sister had said something.
“Just that Monica put on a little stage production and you did a really good job. Everyone was saying that it was really hot. What was it like?” she asked. The two girls sat down on beds opposite one another.

“Well… it was strange… but in a good way. Like I shouldn’t have liked it but I actually loved it,” Mia said with Becky nodding like she knew exactly what Mia was saying.
“I know what you mean babe,” she said.
“How?”
“Fine… I will tell you my story, but I am not done with yours,” she said.
“Whatever,” Mia replied.

“Okay, so you know my sophomore sister is Louise. Do you know who that is?” she asked and Mia shook her head. “She’s about my height, brunette, big brown eyed and sort of... long nose?” Mia shook her head again, unable to picture the girl causing Becky to look a bit annoyed. “Ugh... she is the girl with the enormous tits, like biggest in the sorority. She tells anyone who listens that her dad bought her big, fake boobs. She’s a 34E.” Mia instantly placed the girl.
“Yeah, I know the girl, but how do you know her bra size? She just says that her dad bought her giant tits. I’ve never heard her say the size.”
“Because I took her bra off,” Becky said coyly raising her eyebrows. Mia giggled.
“Okay, spill the story.”

“Right,” she began. “As soon as I picked the slip of paper she grabbed my hand and… I mean… I had no time. She had a definite plan of action and a very small window of time to complete it. She dragged me through the living room and up the stairs. At first I assumed we were going to her room but we didn’t stop on our floor and not on the junior floor either. We were almost running so I couldn’t say anything.

“Finally we made it to the top floor and she pulled me down the hallway and into the bathroom locking the main door behind us. I had absolutely no idea what she wanted me to do but then we walked towards the shower stalls. Except in the senior bathroom, one of the stalls is bigger and inside it is a big, claw-foot tub. So Louise tells me to draw a warm bath. So I went over and start the water. She says that she hadn’t had a bath that day and really wanted one and that I would be helping her. I had no idea what that meant.

“So as the tub was filling up she asked me t help her to get undressed, and by help she meant undress her. So I slipped her shirt up over her head and then slipped off her shorts. She was wearing this… like lacy black bra and matching panties. So I was standing behind her and unhooked and I reached up and unhooked her bra, the thing basically bouncing off her tits. They were absolutely massive and I don’t know who did it, but the surgeon was good, amazingly good. I walked around in front of her to get a proper look.

“Seeing her, it was like understanding how amazing plastic surgery had gotten. I remember when I was a kid, my mum took me to a pool and we saw a lady with fake breasts. I knew there was something wrong because they were like beach balls sitting on top of her chest and didn’t move naturally. Her nipples were cock-eyed and my mum said it was because they were fake. But with Louise… oh my god, they were big, round things like you’d expect, but they built naturally out and moved with her. There were no scars; the shape was natural, like a tear drop. Her nipples looked like pink kisses on the big mounds. If she didn’t say they were fake I’d have just thought they were huge and perfect.

“Anyway, I ogled her tits for a few seconds before she tapped her foot looking annoyed. So I got on my knees and slowly slid down the panties to the point where I was looking right at her pussy. She was shaved totally bare and I was kind of embarrassed to be there; she smelled like she was aroused. So as soon as I had removed everything she told me to check the water. I went over and felt it. It was warm but not very deep so I stood by it and waited for it to fill up, since she wanted to take a bath. I sort of looked at her while I did, out the corner of my eye. I keep finding the more I stay here, the more I like looking at female bodies and she… was like a porn star. I just couldn’t help but look.

“Eventually the tub was pretty full and I turned off the water. Louise walked over to the tub. It was really deep tub; stood next to it, it came above my belly button. So Louise reached over in the corner and grabbed a high stool and set it next to the tub. She extended her hand up and at first I wasn’t sure what she wanted, then I realised she was asking for help. I stuck my arm out and she hoisted herself over the side of the tub. She gestured to the stool, pointing at it.

“As she started to slip down so she was sitting in the water, I sat down on the stool. She sat down so that only her head was out of the water, her hair half under. Even her breasts were under. She sort of sighed and smiled at me and for the first time it felt like we weren’t rushing. She looked relaxed and calm before she reached next to the tub and found a bar of soap sitting in the dish. She gave it over to me and then I just sort of held it before she asked me to clean her off. I kind of figured something like this was going to happen so wasn’t surprised, but still a bit nervous and weirded out. We talked about it before really; it felt like no choice, and besides, I kind of wanted to feel her.

“So I dipped the soap down into the water. And she started to talk to me about stuff. I mean it was nothing particularly important or related to anything. She just asked me about my day and school and stuff, small talk. And I talked back, just like everything was totally normal.

"But under the surface of the water, trust me, things were not normal. I didn't want to start with her boobs. Okay, I did, but I thought it would be weird if I did. So where I was sitting, I was sort of right by her waist. I couldn't reach her feet, so I started at the other side. I put the soap down against her shoulder. So all the while we are talking about Intro to Psychology, I am moving the soap over her shoulders, down her arm, into her armpit, across her biceps and forearms, and hands. Then I moved over and rubbed the soap against her stomach. Her skin was incredibly soft and it felt nice to touch and being underwater made every touch seem...I don't know, smoother. Everywhere my hand moved I felt like her skin reacted. The more I played with her skin, the more I cleaned her, the more I was enjoying it.

“I honestly couldn’t help myself; I rubbed against her bellybutton and I got a look at her breasts, under warm water and sort of moving a bit as I sloshed the water around her. Her skin turned a sort of pink colour from the warm water and her nipples looked really hard. She caught me looking but just said to make sure to get her breasts, which her dad paid a lot for them so she tried to take care of them.

“My mouth went dry and I even felt a bit dizzy; it was so strange. I moved my hand from her belly button, across her flat time my and then up against the swell of her breast. The soap pressed into her breast and it felt lovely. I moved the soap up higher on her breast, sliding my hands against her skin. It felt hot and tight, but really natural. Her breasts didn’t feel like I imagined they would and I pressed in harder liking the way that it sunk into her. I’d never seen boobs like them before, they were sort of amazing.

"We were still talking about other stuff, but it was clear we weren't really focusing on it anymore. There were longer pauses and less complicated sentences. I was almost totally focused on Louise's breasts. I especially like the way it felt when I drug the bar of soap across one of her hardened nipples. I like the way it gave a little bit of resistance and I like the way it made her squirm in the water.

“While I was doing that, my hands sort of lost their grip and dropped the soap. It landed on her breast, slopped down the side and went underneath her body into the tub. She pretended like nothing had happened and I didn’t want to stop playing with her, so I continued to rub my hands on her breasts. There was no soap anymore so I moved smoothly over the skin, tickling her nipple and pinching it slightly. She moaned a bit whenever I did that.

"I decided that bathing wasn't really what we were doing anymore. I felt so...let's be honest...horny. I just wanted to touch her for the sake of touching her. So I slipped my other hand over into the water. Now I had two hands that were exploring Natalie's breasts and other parts of her body. My arms were in up to the elbows. For a long time we were just quiet, while I played with Louise’s breasts and she lay with her eyes closed.

"After a long time, Louise told me to lean in. So I and she whispered to me that her pussy was dirty and asked that I clean it too. I almost told her that I didn't have any soap before I realized what she meant. She wanted me to touch her. If you had told me when I first went upstairs that I was going to have to touch her pussy, I probably would have told you I would refuse. But now I was sort of in the middle of it and the idea wasn't bad and I was kind of excited about the idea of doing it.

“So I left one hand on Louise’s breast and my right hand snaked down between her legs. I was leaning in so that my chin was only about a foot above the water. My hair was dipping in it which is maybe why it is messed up. I had never felt another girl’s pussy before. It sort of felt like min bud didn’t. Her pussy lips were bigger and under the water it felt sort of magical. I felt my fingers slip through her slit and she moaned. I felt water on her pussy but also her juices which seemed slightly different texture in the water. She was so lubricated obviously with the water and her arousal that as I turned my wrist, my fingers slipped right in. She whimpered but seemed to like it so I moved my fingers in like a slow hook movement in her pussy, rubbing against the ridges.

“She was breathing heavy now and I didn’t know what to expect. I had no clue if I was doing anything right. I just knew the clit is really sensitive so while I had two fingers inside of her, I put my thumb on her clit and started to circle around it. The next things happened so fast I could hardly believe it. Pressing on her clit seemed to activate something. Her hands shot up and cradled mine; pulling me so I was facing her. In an instant her tongue was buried in my mouth. I was sort of shocked and just let her tongue move around mine. Then I figured out what was going on so I closed my eyes and kissed back moving my tongue in unison.

“Now we were kissing, my left arm was pinched so I couldn’t really play with her tits. Also I was really horny, like never before, maybe the other day. Touching Louise was overwhelming and I felt a puddle forming on the wooden stool. My whole body ached so I slipped the one hand in between my legs.

“I quickly found my clitoris and started to rub myself as well as her. I kept my tongue inside her mouth while I did it and soon I was moving my fingers around on her pussy just the way I was moving mine on my own. We were like that a long time; me playing with our pussies while we made out. It seemed even hotter than my dinner the other night.

“Finally I felt Louise nibble on my lip while we kissed. For some reason this tipped me over the edge and I started to cum. I was moaning into her mouth whilst grinding my pussy on the stool. I thought of nothing else; my mind went blank. I think it had an effect on her as I kept my finger on her pussy. As I was almost done cumming I felt her doing it too. When I came down from my orgasm, I watched Louise’s body go completely relaxed. I felt her pussy squeeze on my finger inside of her. It was beautiful to watch her cum.

“After we finished and caught our breath she asked me to help her dry off and get dressed. Once she was clothed she took me downstairs and told me to get dressed. We went for a walk around campus and talked for a bit. It was so strange but really amazing. I can’t believe how much it feels natural to me, how much I’ve changed.”