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Sorority Sex Olympics – Concentration
by R.E. Lavaque
My name is not Cherry but everybody has called me that since I was 13. I tell people the name comes from my always bright red lips, but in fact my boyfriend at the time named me that after he sucked my areolae to a cherry red.
I joined Alpha Alpha Alpha when I came to this University three years ago and it has been the best thing I've ever done. I have made so many friends that I will have forever. My best friend's name is Donna. Everyone calls her a princess but underneath she is really cool. We go everywhere together. Just last night we went dancing at a local club and picked up a couple of guys. We gave them blow-jobs in the men's room. I like giving blow-jobs and I think I'm pretty good at it. I always make sure to look into my man's eyes as I play with his penis. I lick the little triangle at the tip of their cock like I would a ice cream cone. Then I break the stare and concentrate on sucking and slurping, keeping that shaft as wet and hard as hard as I can, until I hear him moan. They always moan. I've been told I'm really good but I'm no porn star. I do swallow though.
The boys on campus are a bit rude but give me respect because I'm an Alpha. I've had at least 5 boyfriends over the last few years and have fooled around with at least another 40 other guys, 41 is you count last night. What is it about guys that they want anal? My butt wasn't built for insertion. I like to fuck, but anal is not my thing.
A few months ago we were told about the Sex Olympics and it sounds like fun. The event I was chosen for is called Concentration, kind of like the old game show on TV. The rules are very different though. They tell me each contestant is going be put in a cardboard box blindfolded. The box has a hole in it where guys can stick their dicks. I guess you can call it glory hole. Then we will give short blow-jobs to a bunch of guys. Each guy has two numbers and we have to pair up the numbers for each guy. Like guy 1 is the same as guy 12. The girl who gets the most matches wins. The guys have to pay to enter. I hear the game lasts a couple of hours, sounds pretty fun and easy. I'm looking forward to it. I like giving blow-jobs. Donna was picked for Anal Jeopardy, but she's into that.
Night has fallen and we are about to begin playing Concentration. I'm excited. They told us all to get undressed except for super high heels. I've prepared by shaving my little pussy so it's nice and trim. My nipples are hard and cherry red like always. Everyone tells me I have a great super-tight body and big tits. I have an image to uphold, and my position at Alpha Alpha Alpha.
Some last minute commotion... Looks like they want us to wear these leather wrist and ankle cuffs and one around the neck too. I wonder what this is about. It looks kind of kinky, like some S&M stuff. I'm not sure about this but I have to do it for my sisters. Donna helps me put on the cuffs. When we're finished she holds my head and kisses me, her tongue explores mine while her knee rubs my clit. I am so turned on I might just cum. Oh. Oh. No. Time is up. Donna slaps my butt and wishes me good luck. She gives me a drink of water. I need it, I'm sweating with anticipation.
As we walk into the auditorium I see a big crowd of guys. The ones in front are already stroking themselves through their pants. My heart is pounding. I haven't been this excited ever. I kind of feel like a porn star. Everyone is staring at my body. I love it. My pussy is swollen and I can feel something wet between my legs. There are ten of us girls competing tonight. Ten of us in a row standing facing the audience. Some announcement comes over the PA system:
“Ladies and Gentlemen. Tonight's event is Concentration. These sisters are going to have to recognize our brothers in a most unusual way. Her mouth, his cock. Matches get you 100 points, mismatches will cost you 10 points. The top three totals will win the game. The next three will be given the rest of the night to practice, the bottom four will be auctioned off to the highest bidder.”
What? Auctioned? What does that mean? I'm being grabbed roughly by the band around my neck and pulled backwards. I kind of stumble but that doesn't stop whoever is pulling me. I have to step into a kind of small tub. Now I'm being pushed down by my shoulders. Someone has my hands and click. I'm sitting on my knees, at least they put some nice cushions for my knees or this would be hell. I can't move that much. Lots of clicking and clanking. I'm blindfolded now. It seems that my wrists and my ankles and my neck are all chained to a pole or the ground or something. I'm struggling and feeling light headed. I'm scared. It's just dark and the air is heavy. The sound is a continuous roar. Someone just pinched my nipples hard. It is not so fun anymore.
“We got rid of the box this year so everyone can see how hard our sisters are really working. Let's get on with the game. First up for each suck pipe; tell her your number and away you go. 30 seconds is all you get.”
Suck pipe? I'm a suck pipe? I can barely comprehend what is said when all of a sudden I hear “number 23” and feel a warm tip pushing against my lips and teeth. “Open up.” I hear and I do. His cock is pretty small but it quickly pushes past my teeth to the back of my throat. I start to a gag a bit. This isn't really a blow-job, it is more of a face fuck. I can't move my head more than an inch or two. I try to get whatever clues I can about who this might be. The size, right or left curve, the size of the hole at the tip- I'm trying to concentrate but that is difficult. Taste? I've sucked on a lot of dicks, but so far every one has tasted the same to me. Maybe the hair rubbing against my upper lip. I'm trying everything I can. 5 inches, right curve, big hole, lots of pubes. OK...
“Next”
Number 8. This one is way big. Way way big. I think I'm going to puke. Not so thick though, just long. It kind of goes down my throat OK. I hear the girl next me puking. Gross. I hope that guy cleans his dick off before he puts it in my mouth. Gross.
“Next”
Number 62. Fuck, how many guys are there? Shit, I can't remember that many numbers. Concentrate. Concentrate. This one is really rough and normal sized. I like it. I suck him hard and I can hear him moan. I think I recognize that moan.
“Next”
Number 18. Not my cup of tea. I can feel pre-cum oozing his hole. What if he blows? Does that disqualify him? Concentrate. Concentrate.
“Next”
Number 10. Feels like number 30 again. I can't really talk with this dick in my mouth. I guess I wait till the gap to make my claim... “Number 10 is Number 30” I shout.
“Correct, Cherry has 100 points. Number 10 you can sit down.”
I'm starting to feel a little woozy. Maybe all these cocks and all this testosterone is getting to me. I carry on. My knees are sore. My mouth is sore. Two guys have come in my mouth so far – I told you I'm good. I heard a lot of puking or attempted puking. On that score I'm doing OK. My gag reflex is diminishing but the wooziness is really getting to me.
I match number 2 to number 27. Wrong!
4 to 13. Wrong!
Wrong! Wrong! I tell myself to shut up but I can't. Wrong! Wrong!
I'm really dizzy now. The guys tell me to suck and I do. But I can't really remember anything anymore. I hear numbers and numbers and feel warm flesh pushing down my throat...
“TIME. Everyone step away. Let's see who won... The winner is Cindy of Delta Pi. Second goes to .......” I don't remember much else until I heard my name, “The biggest loser is Cherry. Oh Cherry we had high hopes you got off to such a good start, now you'll be the first to be auctioned.”
What? What? My head begins to clear. Someone comes up from behind and pours some water down my throat. It's Donna.
“Don't worry dear, I'll buy you.” she reassures me. Thank god. I don't know what happened to me. It was like I was drugged or something, but now I feel better. I guess I just wigged out. Oh well, Donna will make it all right.
As my head clears I can start to feel liquid dripping down my tits onto my stomach. I realize I'm covered in cum. I must look awful. I can't wait to clean up. When am I going to be released from these chains? Shit.
Suddenly I feel a another penis on my lips so I open my mouth instinctively. It is shoved down my throat. It isn't a real penis it's rubber. What the fuck? I can feel them put a velcro strap around my head holding the penis gag in place.
“The first loser to be auctioned tonight is Cherry. What do I hear for her?” I feel someone fingering my clit, it feels good and more intense than usual. Maybe it is the blindfold.
“$100, $150, $200, ...” Sounds like three people are bidding on me, two guys and Donna. She's rich, I'm sure she will win.
“$1000, $1400, $1600, $2000” Wow. That's a lot of money. Then I hear “$5000”. $5000. I think is was Donna. I'm not sure. What will someone want from me for $5000? I don't think I can do that. I'm a student, not some sort of sex slave. I'm frozen but my stomach is fluttering so much that the cum I swallowed may come up and fly right out of my mouth.
“Once, twice, SOLD. Sold for $5000 to the pretty young lady, Princess Donna.”
Thank god. My ordeal is over. I can relax now. My heart is still beating hard and I start to shake a bit, but I feel better. I'm glad one of those fucked up Beta's did buy me and make me into some orgy pig. I wonder what happens next...
****
I was released and handed over to Donna a few minutes ago. I still have these cuffs on my wrists, and on my ankles and around my neck. My wrists are chained behind my back and my ankles are hobbled. I'm still naked except for the high heels. I'm still covered in cum. Nothing much has changed except that I'm standing next to Donna now. The gag is still stuck in my throat. When I make a noise Donna whispers into my ear, “patience dear, enjoy the festivities.” Easy for her to say. I can't see anything. I'm still blindfolded.
I think a couple of guys tried to fuck me while I was standing waiting. I do feel fluids running down my thighs every once in a while. I'm keeping my asshole tight and my legs closed. Someone just grabbed my tits from behind. He, I'm pretty sure it is a he because I can feel his dick rubbing between my ass cheeks. He is sucking on my neck. I guess he doesn't care that he is licking at some other guy's dried cum. I'm getting weak in the knees. That spot on my neck is my Achilles heel. His dick is going to end up inside me and I want that now. I'm leaning a bit forward and spreading my legs so he'll go into my pussy. Go, dude. Yes. I moan. Donna must have noticed that I'm about to get fucked because he tell says, “Stop, asshole,” and the next I hear a loud “FUCK! My balls.” in a male voice. “That will teach you to respect other people's property.” I think she kneed him in the groin.
****
It's been an hour now and I'm really sore. I haven't really moved much. I saw the last few girls getting auctioned off, all for less than me. Donna, or someone reaches down every once and a while and pets my clit for a minute or so; just until I start to breath heavily. I can't concentrate. I really need a stiff dick in me right now, but the only thing close to a dick is the one down my throat.
Something is happening. Donna pulls me by the choke chain around my neck. I stumble trying to keep up with her. She finally removes my blindfold. On the stage I see three girls locked into place with a long line of guys waiting to get their dicks sucked. One guys pulls out and starts to piss on the girl. Gross.
As we leave she waves to everyone. I can't. I start to feel like a slave. She slaps me on the head and tells me “Look down. The only time you can look up now is if some guy's cock is in your mouth.”
Donna has changed. I'm not sure where this is coming from. She is my friend. Maybe she is acting so dominant as an experiment. I'll play along. I always had a submissive streak in me.
We are walking across campus now. It must be a real sight. Donna holding a leash and me shuffling behind her naked with the blunt end of a dildo sticking out of my mouth.
“Stand straight. Arch your back. Be proud. Tits out.” She blurts every once in a while. Other students walk by, I can see their feet, but I don't dare look up since the first time when she twisted my nipple 360 degrees. It is a hot night and I must smell like my own little orgy of sweat, cum and pussy cream.
When we get to the bell tower in the middle of campus Donna sits me down on a bench. She releases the chain between my ankles and spreads my legs wide. “I've wanted to eat your pussy since I met you,” she confides in me, “but I can't eat the pussy of my sorority sister, that would be wrong. Now you are my slave so I can do whatever I want with you, you will see that. Keep those legs spread so I can eat you up, Slave.”
A shiver runs up my spine as she moves down to my pussy, to my sex, to pleasure me. OOOOh. Yes. That is good. She is good. I wonder if this is her first time eating pussy. I don't know. I can't hold her or say anything to her, all I can do is flex my muscles a bit and leak my juices onto her waiting tongue. I am starting the climb to orgasm. She is good. She has my clit between her teeth. That hurts a bit as she bites down, but when she releases a wave of pleasure makes my ass cheeks tense. My legs are spread so wide now, so wide I fall backwards until I'm flat on my back. I see a group of guys upside down watching, so I close my eyes.
Donna stops licking my pussy just before my first orgasm. Fuck. I need to cum. I need it. As she stands up the guys around us start clapping. “I'd offer her for you all to fuck but that's not going to happen. You can use her mouth though and you can cum on her face or her tits or anywhere on her if you like.” Donna offers. They guys take her up on it. I'm just a suck pipe after all.
Donna removes the penis gag only to have a real penis replace it before I can even close my mouth. The first guy in is hard already. I bet they all are. As he pistons me, I feel someone (probably Donna) stick their finger into my pussy. One finger, then two, then three. My pussy is stretching as is my throat. The first guy comes down my throat. “Don't cum inside her, guys, cover this slave with your cum. Don't miss a spot.” Donna chides.
Donna has her entire fist inside my cunt now. I am a double ended fuck machine. At least 10 guys have cum on me so far and I've had two, three, maybe four orgasms. I don't know how much longer I can take this. I guess I'll find out.
****
All the guys are gone now and Donna has stopped fist fuck me. I'm spent. I don't think I'm going to have another orgasm for a long time. I don't think I can. I can barely move. I'm covered in cum again. It is in my hair and up my nose and in my eyes and all over my face and my tits and my stomach and my neck and even my ears.
“Up slave, the show is just starting...”
“What. Donna. What's gotten into you.” I say.
Donna takes the penis dildo and shoves is violently in my pussy. Why? This is getting to be too much. She reconnects my ankle hobble before I can stop her.
“Say one more thing and I'll take pictures of you and put them on the internet. Cum slut for sale, $2 a pop. That's what the posting will say.”
I start to cry. She is over the top. Donna comforts me.
“I just want you to endure the next few hours and then I don't care what you do, Cherry. So keep quiet. We have some more walking to do.”
I get up slowly. Donna slaps my butt, remember stand straight, eyes down, ...
****
We walk past campus and up into the hills. A small group of guys are following us again and Donna tells them they will get some if they are patient. I feel an occasional pinch on my ass and tweak on my tits as we climb street after street. When we get to a small park hidden among the houses up here Donna tells me to get on my knees.
“Bukkake time guys. Just keep it quiet.” Donna whispers. “Open that mouth of yours, Cherry, time to suck some more penises.”
What does that make it, 100, 150 already tonight. That must be some kind of record. These guys are pretty quick and this makes how many layers on cum on me? For the last few guys Donna issues a new order. “Only on the face, guys, on her eyes and her nose. Her hair too. I want to see it.” They oblige.
“Get up Cherry, this is your last stop.” Donna tells me. Great. It's over.
“Just climb up those stairs and ring the doorbell.”
“OK.”
“Don't talk, just do it.”
I do. My eyes sting as I open them to see the way. I can barely climb these stairs, my ankles are still chained together. I might fall. When I get to the top I turn to press the bell behind my back. A light comes on. I turn to face the door. I don't know what to expect. The door creaks as it opens slowly.
It's Professor Moebius. My heart races. Every girl on campus has a crush on Prof. Moebius. Maybe it's his accent. What's he going to think? I turn crimson from head to toe. He is just staring at me. Does he even know who I am? Why would he? I took a class from him last year but there were 400 other people in that class. I doubt he would remember me.
“She did it.” I hear him muddle under his breath. “That bitch really did it. Hot big tit Cherry covered in cum, delivered. Wow. This earns her an A for sure.”
Professor Moebius uses his middle finger to wipe the cum from my around my eyes.
“Come in Cherry,” he orders. I obey. As I step into his house, he stabs the cum covered finger deep into my ass. “My friend Peter across the bay will really like you.”
End of Part One
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