Delta Delta Sorority Sisters

lovelylisa

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OOC-- OK. So this is my first post on this side of the world. I've read a few of of the threads and the rules and stuff. A couple of us girls were imagining a girls only story and thought it would be cool if we started one up. We'll need a pledge class, ;) so PM me if you'd like to join.

And this is my first (public) attempt at erotic writing so don't laugh :eek:



The Delta Deltas

Denise-
5'8, curvy figure DD
Shoulder legnth brown hair that she changed with her moods
light brown eyes, caramel skin tone
loves to dress up and wear make up, but very casual at the same time

Denise had always loved the idea of being in a sorority. The idea of the sisterhood, belonging to something, of having friendship for life was something that really intrigued her. Her first year on campus she looked at all the sorority girls and was so jealous that they belonged to something and she didn’t.

Sure, Denise could have joined any one of these groups during pledge week. But there was a slight problem.

Denise liked girls. And she was too shy to do anything about it. Her desire for women had always been there, but it had grown from just wanting to see a woman’s breasts, to wanting to strip her naked and lick every inch of her. She used to just remark to
herself about how pretty a woman was when she walked by. Now, she caught herself taking second and third looks. Her fantasies which began innocent have become so
provocative that her face reddens when she even begins to think them.

She couldn’t figure out why she never acted on her fantasies. She didn’t really consider herself shy. She was always very friendly, and always wanted to be pleasant and polite,
but she began to think that maybe she wasn’t creating any connections with people.Perhaps she was coming off as too nice. Maybe no one ever thought that behind her
bright happy smile was a very sexual woman, who needed to make love to a woman.

So, while she could have joined one of the many sororities on campus, she chose not to. The thought of having so many beautiful women around her and being too chicken to do anything about it was torture to her. It was bad enough living with her roommates.

Denise shared an apartment with two of the hottest women she’d ever seen. She suspected they were bi, but again, couldn’t quite find the words to ask. She opted instead, to flirt with them (but not too much, just in case they weren’t) and to live out her fantasies when she was alone (and with her vibrator).

Then, suddenly, an idea came to her. “Why don’t I start a sorority of my own?” The idea made her smile to herself. But who’d join? Who could she ask?

“Fuck it” she said aloud, and decided to ask her roommates to join.
 
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Layla
5-6 125 lbs
Straight black bob with few purple streaks, Long legs, full lips, green/blue eyes
Playful and sometimes smug. Doesn’t care about much but having fun. Daddies little rich girl.


“Hello Denise” Layla said give her the amusing smile. She new she had that smile that was similar to a cat that ate a bird. Or like she had a secret she was dying to tell.

Her long legs were over the arm of the couch and she spread her legs open wider so that Denise could get a good look at her cute white panties under her short skirt.

She loved playing around with Denise since she always seemed to get flustered.

“What can I do you for?”
 
Jane

I was having coffee with ione of the girls in one of my classes whom I liked. Somehow the conversatiun got around to sororities. Shge asked if I wass pledged or affikliated and i said no

Then she told me about one just forming, called Delta Delta, and asked if I would like to meet her roommate who was one of the founders.

Sure I was interested. I had gone through rush but nothing quite worked out, and I was still interested in having friends who would be life long friends, and was most willing to meet with the lady she talked about.

She said she would set up a meeting and let me know tomorrow when we could get together.
 
kitiara said:
“What can I do you for?”

Determined not to let Layla's smirk get to her, Denise starts to answer her question. But her eyes fall on Layla's legs so casually open on the seat.

Oh God, she thought I can see her panties She felt tingles all over. She's trying to distract me!!

"I've got an idea" she blurts, refusing to lose her enthusiasum. "I'm thinking about starting a sorority for girls who want to be with other girls. Not be with in a friend way but like for girls who like other girls. Like more than a friend. Like.."

She takes a deep breath, realizing that her hands were shaking and her cheeks had flushed pink. And, not knowing what else to say, she lowers her eyes to the floor and runs her hands through her hair, like she always does when she's nervous.

She decided not to say anything more, and sat down on the couch beside her still smirking roomate and started fumbling for a cigarette.
 
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"really?" Layla sat up quickly..obviously liking the idea but more surprised.

Layla always had the feeling but was unsure if Denise was into girls.

"Denise..have you ever been with a girl. I mean..this sounds like a fantasic idea..but if you don't what you are doing..then you won't be able to lead them.."

She flashers her smile again..and leans back down on the couch again.cocky..

"I could help you out with that.."
 
kitiara said:
"I could help you out with that.."

Denise looks at her roommate, surprised. She hadn't thought that she was into her, besides not with all the flirting that went on between Layla & the other roomate. She also hadn't thought that the fact that she hadn't actually been with a woman in forming her soroity.

"You're right" Denise said, finally. She scoots closer to Layla on the couch. "I guess I could use a little bit of help there...considering. Have you been with a woman? What should I do? she stopped again. She wanted to say more to her rommate, but got nervous again.

"I like your panties" she said finally, and looked away, blushing.
 
Suzanna
5'8" 140lbs
She has light brown hair that falls in thick waves to her waist (though she wears it in a braid most the time), and sparkling green eyes.
An art major and nature lover, Suzanna's favorite activity is hiking into the woods with a sketch pad and paints or charcoals(which would account for her toned and tan body). She has no real interest in fashion, favoring comfortable to sexy, and she almost never wears makeup. Suzanna is also introverted and quiet; people mistake her for snobbish when actually she is very sweet, it just takes her a little time to come out of her shell.



Suzanna came home, pleasantly exhausted from a long walk and looking forward to a hot shower. She opened the door to the apartment she shared with her roommates Denise and Layla, and saw that they were both in the livingroom, looking rather cozy.

"Gee I hope I'm not interrupting something," she said, a slight smile teasing the corners of her mouth. She didn't wait for a response, though. The shower was singing its siren song.

Suzanna washed slowly, enjoying the feel of her own body. She enjoyed herself, her flat stomach, perky breasts, and tight round ass. She leaned against the wall, absent-mindedly stroking softly between her legs as she thought of her roommates.

Suzanna had known she was bisexual since she was twelve years old. That year she had went off to summer camp, and had spent most of her time with her first girlfriend Heather. Heather was a year older than she, and she had the biggest boobs Suzanna had ever seen. Suzanna's own breasts had yet to really develop at the time, but Heather's had been a D cup. The night before they were all to go home, Suzanna and Heather had snuck off into the woods and Suzanna had enjoyed the hours of being able to lick and suck on Heather's huge breasts, not to mention getting her frist taste of pussy. Suzanna had spent weeks in a kind of happy fog when she came home.

But now, with the hot water beating down and her fingers working their magic on her clit, Suzanna's thoughts were on her roommates. Denise was undeniably gorgeous, and Layla was sex incarnate. Living with the two of them was sweet agony. Layla had hit on her several times, but then again Layla seemed to hit on everyone. Suzanna still hadn't determined if Layla was actually into her or was just toying with her. On the other hand, Denise didn't seem to know what she really wanted. But right now Suzanna didn't care about reality. She had a lovely fantasy going in her head. Denise and Layla naked before her, both begging for her to fuck them. Soon enough Suzanna came, and wobbly-kneed exited the shower.

"I wonder what those girls are up to," she said to herself as she headed back to the living room.
 
Layla had a playful look on her lips..She was cruel in playful way because it turned her on..She loved the games..

"hey.suzanne...guess what?"

"Denise wants to lick some pussy." Layla said is a playful teasing matter that made Denise blush.

Suzanne knew Layla's games and often was the sweet balance for them.

Layla could see Denise turn from blushing to pure redness.

A triumphant smile on her lips..

Layla took the chance as she got up from the seat to straddle Denise, give her a deep kiss and then walk away..

Layla then walked up to Suzanne and gave her a tender quick peck on the lips..

"oh and a sorority!! How much fun that will be!"
 
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kitiara said:
"oh and a sorority!! How much fun that will be!"

Denise watched Layla saunter over to kiss Suzanne, watching her smooth legs curve into a round, perfect ass. She wondered if Layla was just teasing her, if she really didn't think it was such a great idea. Denise probably would have lost her nerve if Layla's ass wasn't so damn hot.

She looked up, and saw Suzanne looking at her and back at Layla, a bit confused, her sweet smile never wavering.

Denise always thought Suzanne was so sweet and pretty. She felt extremely comfortable with her, but she didn't really know her that well. Denise was glad that Suzanne was her roomate, because otherwise Layla would eat her alive.

Well, couldn't turn back now, Denise thought to herself.

"Yeah, so it's true" Denise answered, although Suzanne hadn't said a word. "Don't you think it would be a fantastic idea? She smiled brightly at Suzanne.
 
Suzanna took in Denise's hopeful and somewhat desperate gaze, and a slow smile crept across her lips.

"A sorority? Denise, I think it's a great idea." Suzanna noticed Denise's shoulders sag with relief, but before she could speak Suzanna continued. "You are aware of what that would entail though, aren't you? I mean right now it is just the three of us, so we're able to respect each other's space and privacy for the most part. But if you started a sorority it would be a houseful of girls. There'd be no way to avoid certain...situations."

Suzanna looked in Layla's direction and noticed that she seemed rather eager at the thought of those situations.

"For instance Denise, at any given time some of those young ladies could be running around the house in nothing but their panties, or worse yet in nothing at all." Suzanna took a few steps over to Denise and looked her right in the eye. "Do you think you could handle, say, Layla and I running about naked?" At that, Suzanna removed her top and shorts, standing before Denise in nothing but a pair of black silk bikini panties. She threw Layla a look, hoping she would follow suit.

"Maybe we should test you, Denise. Just to see how much you can take before you make up your mind." Suzanna reached out a hand and tenderly touched Denise's cheek. She stroked her hair back from her face, taking the final step to Denise so that they were pressed against each other, their breasts rubbing together through Denise's thin t-shirt. "What do you think, Denise? Do you think you can handle this?"
 
Layla was enjoying the scene before her. She enjoyed when someone was uncomfortable..actually loved it. With a smirk she crossed her arms and leaned into the wall.

Layla did not expect Suzanne to say: "Maybe we should test you, Denise. Just to see how much you can take before you make up your mind." She so caught off guard that she almost slipped off the wall.

She looked at Denise with an expecting look. “Well?” Layla said, playfully and slightly demanding.

Layla loved the idea of two naked striking ladies..and could herself responding to the runaway ideas in her mind..
 
Salene

Salene
5'4", long blood red hair, green eyes, plump.
Sarcastic and very sweet when she wants to be. very prude, likes women but is scared to show it.


Salene looked down at her bag, making sure all the pockets and zippers were closed. She was strange, she did that almost all the time. She stepped up the stairs slowly, to the front stoop. She hoped that denise was ready for their "date" they were going to have coffee and talk for a little, She had just got into town and hadnt seen Denise forever.

She curled her black polished nails into a fist and rapped softly on the door, A smile creeping across her face at the thought of hanging out with her best friend.
 
Denise began to smile. She could see Layla was truly enjoying how uncomfortable she was getting, and it kind of pissed her off. She decided that she would put aside being pissed off for a moment and turned her eyes to Suzanne.

Suzanne was looking at Denise. It occurred to Denise that Suzanne's eyes were still locked on hers. Her green eyes were sparkling, playful, almost daring her.

Still smiling, Denise takes off her t- shirt, and takes a step closer to her roomate. She whispers to Suzanne, but loud enough for Layla to hear, "You think I'm joking don't you?" letting her lips graze her ear then slide down her neck.

Denise raises her hand to the back of Suzanne's still wet hair from her shower, and pulls Suzanne closer to her. "I'm not joking" she said again, and kissed her roomate gently on the lips. When she felt Suzanne move even closer to her, her breasts pressed harder against hers, she let her tongue slip between Suzanne's lips and touched her tongue to hers. Her hand slid down Suzanne's hair, over her shoulders and over her smooth breast, lingering over her nipple as she pulled away.

Denise heard Layla sigh a bit, and turned to see her watching them. "What, is this funny to you?" she asked Layla, smiling sweetly again "You love making people uncomfortable don't you?" Denise pulls Layla to her and gives her a kiss. Not gentle, as before with Suzanne, but harder. "Why you still dressed Layla?" she asked.

She grinned at both her roomates and gave them both playful kisses on their cheeks, and removed her bra.
 
Denise’s kiss got Layla instantly wanting with passion. She wanted to continue kissing her but Denise was obviously in a teasing mood. Layla licked her lips as Denise pulled herself away.

“Why am I still dressed?” Layla smiled and said excitedly. She playfully said “Let’s get it on!”. She always said things in an inappropriate mood.

She smiled, sat down on the couch, lifted her skirt to her waist and pulled her panties to the side. She separated her lips giving the girls a good view of what she was willing to share. She took her fingers and began to lightly rub in her wet juices along her swollen lips.
 
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Denise's eyes were locked on Layla's fingers as they moved up her pussy lips. She suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe, and swallowed hard to try and disguise her nerves.

Crap! she said to herself. I can't believe this is actually happening. What did I get myself into? She really didn't want the other girls to know exactly how nervous she was, and decided to continue teasing Layla.

"Looks like someone's enjoying herself there, hmmm?" she purred to Layla. She sat down on the couch next to her roomate, partly cause she thought she could look much more suave sitting down than standing up with her knees shaking, but mainly because she wanted a better view of her roomates hands.

She smiled at Layla and put her hand over hers. Layla jumped a bit. She decided that at that moment it was probably best to stop over thinking everything and just act.

She picked up her roomate's hand and licked her damp fingers, letting her tongue circle around the tip, and pushed them further in her mouth. Her mouth lingered at the tip a bit as she pulled her lips off layla's fingers.
 
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