Chapter 1: Two Guys

June of Senior year. It was the Friday before Finals week, and Graduation was around the corner. We'd spent way too many hours in the past few days studying, and were looking to let off some steam. One of my buddies was in a fraternity on the East side of campus, where most of the Frat and Sorority Houses were located, and he called us up to have a beer and unwind. Checking around the house my friends and I had rented, only Tim was actually at home. So pulling him off the couch, we drove over to Greek Row.

Let me first describe Greek Row at University. The houses were built by the school, and all of the buildings were identical. Three floors each, with the rooms and the grounds maintained by Campus Services. The rent was cheap, letting the Greek members splurge on getting nicer furniture and entertainment systems for their houses. The only real way to tell the buildings apart from the outside, however, was by the street address and the Greek letters carved into the stone above the front door.

On this particular evening, the front parking lots were full, so I was forced to park around back. This actually worked out fine, since my buddy has a first floor room with a back patio. I called him up on my cell phone, to warn him we were coming in through his patio door, and he let me know that it was no problem, come on in. So Tim and I hopped the wall, slipped across the patio, and opened the slightly ajar sliding door...

... right into the wrong room. A fluffy pink bedspread layered over a white four- poster bedset, complete with pink canopy and see-through drapes. A framed photo on the wall next to my head showed an impressive row of hot coeds in formal dresses, all cuddling up to each other and mugging for the camera. The caption read "alpha Kappa Delta Phi, Spring Formal 2002." Rather obviously, we weren't in the right room, or the right house for that matter.

alpha Kappa Delta Phi was the largest Asian-American sorority in the U.S. It was also the one known for tight tube tops, micro-miniskirts, and the best looking women on campus. All three of which were currently present in the room we had just barged into. One each of the first two items, and two of the last. The one microskirt encased the perfectly formed ass of Lisa Park, a gorgeous babe known for being a freak-machine at the hottest clubs. The one tube top bulged nicely, showing off Daphne Chen's well-rounded (and probably fake) tits which stayed upright and perky despite the fact she was flat on her back across the bed. They had to be at least C-cups and were pushing the D level. Another survey of the picture frames indicated that this was Daphne's room.

The fact that these two babes were in the room was no big deal. Tim and I knew them both from class and various social functions. Our group of guy friends had dated several KDPhi'ers over the past 4 years. The fact that under Lisa's long streaked hair she wore nothing but a silver necklace was a big deal. And the fact that up until a moment ago, her head was buried between Daphne's equally undressed thighs was another big deal.

Daphne burst up to a sitting position, her hands grabbing the bedspread to cover herself instinctively. Her shoulder-length hair neatly framed her blushing red face. "Tim, what the hell are you doing here?"

Momentarily, Tim was at a loss for words, his mind on pause as it finally registered the view before us. "We... we were visiting a friend and apparently hopped into the wrong house..." Several other sounds popped out of his mouth, none of them coherent. In this moment, neither of us had made a move to exit the room.

While Tim struggled to think of something to say, my eyes were drinking in Lisa's taut body. Even though kneeling on the floor, she still wore strappy silver heels with ties wrapping their way up her ankles. Beautifully toned legs ran up to the aforementioned black microskirt, in this position it barely extended past the curve of her butt-cheeks. A taut belly betraying no fat whatsoever ran up to the delightful curve of her natural breasts, slightly pointed to small, eraser-sized nubs. A solid B-cup. Slender arms with a hint of tense musculature, this girl kept herself in perfect shape. Slender and high- cheekbones ran up to luminous eyes which seemed to glow of their own accord. Eyes which connected with mine, and then gave a cursory look over my own body before stopping at a point about 3 feet below the top of my head.

I'd developed an instant erection the moment my eyes took in the sight before me, and my hard-on was now tenting my cargo's straight out. Lisa slowly turned and stood up, almost reaching my 5'10" height given her heels. Looking directly at me, she reached a palm out to a sputtering Daphne to quiet her. "Maybe there's a use for you two, yet. Fate has brought me a little present."

And with that, she leaned forward and tilted her head up. Closing her eyes, she captured my mouth with her hers, parting my lips to let her tongue in to tease me. Her left hand reached behind me, sliding the door shut, while her right hand snaked beneath the loose waistband of my cargo pants, under the boxers and took a hold of my rigid tool. I let out a groan into Lisa's mouth as she did this, her soft, cool hand enfolding my rod and gently stroking it. My own arms wrapped around her bare back, reaching out to cup that tight ass I'd seen so many times in my dreams. I could feel her firm tits pressing into my chest, but I wanted to feel them bare. Gently pushing her back, I reached an hand down and yanked my polo off in one fluid move, then returned to playing tongue wars with this hot topless vixen in my arms.

Coming up for air, we both turned to appraise our respective companions. Daphne was staring at us with a look of mixed apprehension and lust on her face. Tim was staring straight at Daphne's still gaping pussy, oozing out her love juices.

Lisa turned and spoke up. "Tim, I'm busy right now. Can you take my spot and take care of Daphne for the moment?"

Wordlessly, Tim crossed the room and sank to his knees on the floor. He reached out his hands to get a firm grip on Daphne's ass, then leaned in to get his first taste of Daphne's sweet nectar. For her part, Daphne just reached out her hands and buried them in Tim's hair, urging him forward and deeper into her cunt.

Satisfied that her friend was being well taken care of, Lisa turned to me, that luminescence in her eyes enrapturing me. The golden streaks in her hair brought out the color in her impossibly light irises even more. Without breaking eye contact with me, she expertly slipped the catch on my pants, and kneeled back down on the floor, taking my pants and boxers down to my ankles with her. Still with eyes focused on mine, her soft lips enfolded me, taking a good part of my length into her mouth. Her left hand cupped my sac, her right forming a ring about my rod, slowly pumping it.

As Lisa continued to pleasure me, I watched Tim go at Daphne. Her legs were wrapped over his shoulders, her thighs squeezing his head in place so tightly I was sure he would suffocate. Her tube top was roughly pushed up above her breast line as his fingers caressed the firm globes. She held his hands in her own, rubbing them with her into her round upturned breasts. Daphne wasn't quite as thin as Lisa, but she was a bit taller, a little more flared in the hips to contrast nicely with her tight waist, and her fabulous tits more than made up for any possible shortcomings. Presently, her hips began to shake from Tim's ministrations. Her moaning filled the room to the point where she kicked her ass off the bed, driving it into Tim's face screaming at him to bury his tongue into her as she crescendo'd into orgasmic bliss.

When Daphne finally came down from her high, her legs fell slack and Tim burst up, gulping the air to catch his breath. His entire face shone as covered by a thin layer of her juices. In a moment, he had shed all of his clothes and leaned his hips into her, his cock disappearing inch by inch slowly into Daphne's still steaming pussy.

Watching Daphne cum and taking in the sight of Tim's insistent fucking of her now, combined with the heavenly pleasure of Lisa's mouth on me sent me over the edge. I looked down into Lisa's eyes, grunting out a warning and she merely relaxed her throat, taking my entire length down her as I gushed out, firing my load down her belly. She swallowed quickly, but gagged as the end of my rod blocked her swallow reflex, and the last few shots oozed back out of her mouth, dribbling down her dainty chin. She raised a delicate finger, I was just noticing her metallic red nails, scooping the little globules of my jizz and sucking her finger to clean it.

Once satisfied that she'd been properly cleaned off, she led me to Daphne's bed, urging me onto my back next to the bouncing couple next to us and then stripped off the microskirt and the heels. Climbing onto the bed, she straddled my head, facing back towards my feet. I took in the heady aroma of sex emanating from Lisa's cunt, and reached out my tongue to get my first taste of her. I don't know if she used some lotion or perfume or what, but I swear she tasted like strawberries. She bent forwards onto her hands to get the leverage so she could keep her hips off of my face, instead letting me reach out with my tongue and fingers to rub her. She cooed her appreciation to me, directing my tongue left and right and higher and lower, showing me exactly where and how to please her.

"You'll have to remember this for next time."