Chapter 3

Heather Udell, the statuesque brunette, entered the room. At 5’9” with a cascade of glossy chestnut hair tumbling down her back, she exuded an air of confidence and authority that commanded attention. Tonight, Heather was dressed in the sorority’s official attire. A crisp white blouse with the omega symbols embroidered in navy on the lapels, and a pleated navy skirt that ended at her midthigh. It showcased her long legs. She had completed the look with a pair of designer heels, which added to her already impressive height.

Jamie Morrow, the Recruitment Chair for Omega Epsilon Alpha Omega, stood beside Heather. Her pixie-cut blond hair framed her delicate features. At 21 years old, Jamie was a petite 5’4” with a slender build that weighed in at a mere 115 lbs. Her notable features were her grey eyes and full lips that appeared to be glossed. For the evening’s meeting, Jamie had chosen an outfit that mirrored the sorority president’s attire. A crisp white button up shirt with the sorority’s symbols, and a navy pleated miniskirt. Despite their similar outfits, Jamie’s bubbly personality and youthful style made her look more approachable than the elegance of Heather.

Heather and Jamie slowly walked into the large. The room was well lit for filming. Their heels clicking rhythmically on the hardwood floor. Behind them trailed two camera men. Their equipment was bulky but unobtrusive as they captured every step of the sorority sisters. The atmosphere was electric with anticipation and a hint of tension. As the two leaders of Omega Epsilon Alpha Omega took their places at the front of the room, the camera men positioned themselves on either side.

The camera kept rolling, capturing the tense scene. Heather’s gaze glanced past the pledges to take in the layout of the room. The space was brightly lit. It allowed every detail to be clearly visible to the lenses and the assembled women. In the center of the room sat a large, plush sofa, its deep red velvet upholstery stark against the otherwise pristine and minimalist decor. Perched on the edge of this sofa were three young pledges, their nerves evident in the way they sat rigidly, hands clasped tightly in their laps.

The pledges were dressed in revealing lingerie. Their slender legs were crossed demurely, a sharp contrast to the provocative nature of their attire. To the right of the sofa stood an ornate bookshelf. Its shelves lined with what appeared to be old, leather bound books and various sorority trophies and awards. To the left, a large whiteboard hung on the wall, currently blank save for the letters that spelled the sorority in neon pink marker at the top. The walls of the room were devoid of any decoration, except for a single large, framed photograph of the sorority’s founders. The overall effect was one of power, tradition, and unspoken expectations.

Heather turned her gaze directly to the camera. Her eyes glinting with a mixture of mischief and something more sinister. She spoke again, her voice low and sultry.

“Now, I’m sure many of you are wondering what sets our little sorority apart from the rest. Well, allow me to enlighten you.” Heather said.

She approached the couch, her heels clicking on the floor. The three pledges sitting there trembled slightly but held their ground.

“We provide the best products and services for our donors.” Heather said.

Heather’s smile widened, taking on a predatory edge as she turned back to the camera. She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

“I’m sure you’re all eager to know what it takes to claim one of these delectable little morsels for your own. Well, let me put your mind at ease.” Heather said.

She held up a perfectly manicured finger.

“Each of these beautiful pledges is available to the highest bidder. That’s right, for a specific donation to our sorority house, you could have your pick of our freshest, most exquisite samples.” Heather said.

Heather gestured to a small tablet sitting on a side table.

“The bidding numbers for each girl are listed on our private website. Simply log on, choose your favorite, and make your offer.” Heather said.

Her eyes glinted with greedy anticipation as she continued. Heather held up her hand, ticking off her fingers as she recited the numbers.

“Let’s break it down, shall we? We currently have a total of 65 eligible pledges here at Omega Epsilon Alpha Omega. That’s 22 delectable, untouched little virgins, just waiting to be plucked and 43 nubile, experienced young ladies who know exactly how to please.” Heather said.

She paused, letting the numbers sink in before continuing.

“Now, I’m sure you’re all wondering about the cost of admission. Well, let me tell you, these precious little flowers don’t come cheap.” Heather said.

Heather held up her hand, fingers spread wide.

“Our base price for a virgin? A cool million dollars. That’s right, ten times the going rate for our more ... worldly pledges.” Heather said.

Heather turned her attention to the three girls sitting on the sofa, her gaze roaming appreciatively over their barely concealed forms.

“And then there are special selected. The creme de la creme, if you will. I picked these out myself. I have tasted each one, and gentlemen, they are all delicious in their own way.” Heather said.

She pointed to the blonde. “Little miss sunshine there? She’s a legacy, her mother a former Omega herself. She will set you back five million easily.” Heather said.

Next, the brunette.

“And curves like that? Rare as they come. Three point five million.” Heather said.

Finally, the redhead.

“And our fiery temptress? She’s one of a kind. Five point five million, and she’s yours.” Heather said.

Heather looked back at the camera, her smile sharp and hungry.

“There you have it. Our little pledges, their staring bid prices, and the chance to own a piece of Omega Epsilon Alpha Omega history.” Heather said.

Heather stepped aside, revealing the three virginal pledges sitting nervously on the plush sofa. The blonde, brunette, and redhead were dressed in skimpy lingerie, their top halves barely covered by lacy bras that strained to contain their youthful breasts. However, their lower halves were completely bare, exposing their most intimate areas without shame or modesty.

The blonde’s panty less crotch was a bare, hairless vagina. Her puffy outer lips glistening slightly with a hint of excitement or nervous sweat. Her slender thighs rubbed together as she shifted uncomfortably under the intense scrutiny. The brunette’s curvy hips and ass were on full display. Her plump pussy lips peeking out from between her thick thighs. She was framed by a neatly waxed landing strip. She clenched slightly as if trying to hide her pussy, drawing even more attention to it.

The redhead’s fiery mound was a wild, untamed tangle of fiery curls that matched her hair. Her pink folds visibly wet and swollen with barely suppressed arousal or anxiety. All three girls had their ankles crossed demurely, trying to maintain some illusion of modesty, but it was clear their naked vaginas were the main attraction. Their exposed, virgin sexes were on lewd display, ripe for the highest bidder’s taking. The blonde bit her plump lower lip, the brunette’s heavy tits rose and fell with each anxious breath, and the redhead’s slim thighs trembled, putting their vulnerable young bodies and untouched holes on obscene display for the world to see and bid upon.

Heather and Jamie approached the blonde pledge, who nervously pulled her ankles up to her ears in one fluid motion. The lewd pose caused her slender toned legs to splay wide open. This placed her most intimate area on full display. Her legs were a true vision of youth and fitness. They were perfectly smooth, tanned skin stretched taut over well-precise muscles. It leads up to the blonde’s slim hips and tight flat stomach.

As the blonde held the obscene position, her pristine pussy lips parted like a fleshy flower blossoming under the sun. Her outer lips were plump and puffy. A delicate pink that nearly matched her hair. They framed her hairless, inner labia which was a slightly darker shade. It glistened with a sheen of arousal. Her little pink hole winked and fluttered as she trembled, a perfect, untouched slit just begging to be claimed. Above her pussy, her bare and hairless mound was a smooth. It was flat plain, save for a small, heart-shaped indention at the apex of her mons pubis.

The blonde’s entire body quivered as she kept her ankles locked against her ears, her exposed cunt clenching and unclenching around nothing, a lewd display of her virgin tightness and vulnerability. Her breathing grew heavier. The small mewls of anxiety and shameful excitement escaping her parted, glossy lips as she endured the intense examination of her most private area. Beads of sweat trickled down her inner thighs, making her hairless flesh glisten under the bright lights.

Every inch of the blonde’s body screamed untouched purity, yet her dripping pussy told a story of secret, shameful desires waiting to be awakened and corrupted. Heather and Jamie positioned their faces on either side of the blonde pledge’s exposed pussy, getting an up close and personal view of her most intimate anatomy. Heather turned her head towards the camera, giving a clear shot of the blonde’s glistening slit framed by their faces.

“Gentleman, let us take a closer look at our little blonde bombshell’s unique floral arrangement, shall we? This sweet thing is sporting a real head turner. Asymmetrical inner lips. See how her labia minora are uneven, with one side significantly shorter and thinner than the other? It’s a rare, natural variant that makes each pussy as unique as a snowflake.”

Heather reached out, gently spreading the blonde’s puffy outer lips with her thumbs, putting the pledge’s asymmetrical inner folds on even lewder display. The shorter labium clung to the longer one, creating an adorable little fleshy lip that protruded out, giving the blonde’s slit a slightly gaped, hungry appearance even though she was untouched.

“Look at that cute little lip, just begging to be suckled and played with. And notice how it’s slightly darker in color than the rest of her pink perfection? That’s the result of increased blood flow to the area due to arousal. Our blonde babe here might be playing it cool, but her pussy is practically panting for some well-equipped attention.” Heather said.

Jamie leaned in, dragging her tongue along the blonde’s exposed slit in a slow and deliberate motion. The tongue went from the base of her clit all the way down to her tiny, winking asshole. The blonde gasped and shuddered, her hips jerking involuntarily as she was forced to endure this humiliating public tasting of her most sacred place. Jamie pulled back, a string of arousal connecting her tongue to the blonde’s weeping hole.

Heather and Jamie leaned in. Both extending their dexterous tongues in unison. They positioned the slick tongues on either side of the blonde’s exposed vagina. The warmth radiating against her sensitive flesh. Without hesitation, they began to lick, long slow strokes dragging up and down the length of the blond pledge’s pussy. Heather’s tongue lapped along the blonde’s left side, starting at the bottom near her taint. She slowly dragged up over her perineum, along the curve of her outer lip.

She then flicked teasingly over her tiny, hidden clit. At the same time, Jamie mirrored the action on the right, her tongue painting a glistening trail of saliva along the same path. The blonde shuddered and whimpered, her virgin cunt clenched and fluttered around the dual oral assault. Her juices began to flow more freely, coating the intruding tongues and dripping down to pool on her taint. The obscene slurping sounds of Heather and Jamie’s tongues working over the blonde’s virgin folds filled the room.

After several long, savoring licks, Jamie decided to take things a step further. She held her tongue stiffly, then plunged the slick muscle deep into the blonde’s parted pussy, spearing her virgin hole open and wriggling the invasive organ against her tight, rippling walls. Jamie moaned around her mouthful of pussy, sending delicious vibrations through the blonde’s core. She began to tongue fuck the vagina rapidly. She plunged the dexterous muscle in and out of her virgin canal. She was determined to coat every inch of her untouched insides with saliva.

The blonde could only writhe and moan helplessly, her hands fisting in the sofa cushions as the two sorority leaders worked her over, leaving her dripping, desperate and thoroughly debauched in mere moments. Her mind was spinning, unable to process the intense new sensations wracking her untried body. All she could do was surrender to the filthy, degrading pleasure and prayed it never ended. Heather pulled back from the blonde’s dripping cunt, a string of saliva briefly connecting her tongue to the girl’s swollen lips before breaking. She turned to face the camera, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

“Well, well, well ... I think we have a clear winner here, folks. Our little blonde snowflake is not only a natural beauty with that delectable asymmetrical pussy, but she’s also a virgin. And let me tell you, that virgin honey is absolutely exquisite. Light, sweet, with just a hint of something special that makes you want to keep coming back for more. It’s like the finest nectar from a rare, exotic flower.” Heather said.

As Heather spoke, Jamie continued her relentless oral assault on the blonde’s exposed cunt. Her tongue swirled and writhed obscenely, coating every inch of the pledge’s virgin pink with her slick saliva. She lapped at her entrance like a woman possessed, moaning whorishly as she savored the taste of the blonde’s untouched essence. The pink pussy to rubbed lewdly against the Jamie’s tongue. Jamie’s lips glistened with the blonde’s nectar.

The blonde’s hips jerked and twitched as she struggled to process the overwhelming stimulation. Her thighs trembled and clenched around Jamie’s head, holding her in place as her tongue plunged deep and curled. The tongue stroked her most intimate walls. The wet, obscene slurping and sucking sounds filled the room as Jamie worked feverishly to prepare the blonde’s pussy for what was to come.

“Our Recruitment Chair certainly seems eager to make sure this little virgin is well trained and ready to please. I have no doubt she will make a fine addition to our sisterhood, if she can survive the initiation.” Heather said.

Heather leaned back down and placed with her teeth clenched around the blonde’s raw clit. She gently pulled the pledge’s pulsating love button from its sheath, extending it one inch from blonde’s vagina before abruptly releasing it, and allowing the clit to return to its sheath.

“Mmmm, that little blonde’s pussy is absolutely divine. It’s so delicious, I could easily spend hours with my face buried between her thighs, feasting on that sweet, untouched honey. The flavor is exquisite. It is light and delicate, with a hint of something uniquely her. It’s like nothing I’ve ever tasted before. I could quite happily make a meal of this virgin pussy all day long.” Heather said.

As Heather praised the blonde’s flavor, Jamie continued her oral assault. She sealed her lips around the blonde’s entrance and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing as she drew a thick strand of the blonde’s arousal into her mouth. The blonde cried out, back arching off the sofa as the intense suction sent jolts of pleasure radiating through her untried body. Jamie’s tongue flicked out, lapping at the blonde’s clit as she continued to suckle greedily at her weeping core. The combination of sensations quickly became too much for the virgin to bear. Her hips bucked erratically against Jamie’s face, her thighs clamping down like a vice as her very first orgasm crashed over her.