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“Pledges, you will all be assigned a big sister to guide you through today’s initiation process. Here are the assignments,” Amber said, loudly and confidently, reading from the piece of paper in her hand.
Amber was apparently the head of the sorority, at this school at least. Strikingly beautiful, with shoulder-length blonde hair, blue eyes, and tanned skin, and effortlessly projecting self-confidence, Becky was somewhat in awe of and even intimidated by her.
Becky had applied to Alpha Sigma Sigma sorority on the recommendation of her cousin Amy who joined 12 years previously. She told Becky that the success and wealth she had found were due in no small part to her membership of Alpha Sigma Sigma. It was certainly a persuasive argument as they sat in Amy’s lavish mansion, tea being served by her staff. Amy owned her own multi-million dollar company and was on the board on five others. But she also warned Becky that the initiation process would be tough, and that the sorority wasn’t for everyone. When Becky asked what the initiation entailed, she demurred, on the basis of the sorority’s strict code of secrecy. This only fueled Becky’s interest.
And so she found herself, along with twenty other pledges, in the luxurious Alpha Sigma Sigma house. Approaching the house, she gazed open-mouthed at the majesty of the structure, which more than matched the impression Amy had given her of the sorority’s stature. She was even more determined than ever to join.
As she entered, she was passed by several grim-faced young women, apparently rejected immediately before the initiation process even began. Becky’s heart sank as she realized she might barely make it through the door before being turned away. But her concerns were ill-founded, and she was welcomed by a cute brunette with sparkling eyes called Melissa and informed she would be allowed entry into the initiation phase. She breathed a sigh of relief before filling out some paperwork, including a non-disclosure agreement. Her cousin wasn’t joking about the secrecy part.
Amber went through a list of names, pairing a pledge with an existing sorority member, the pledges going over to the big sisters, and Becky waited for her name. And waited. And waited. She hoped she would be paired with Melissa; she had been so welcoming when she arrived and seemed quieter than most of the other girls, who were raucous to say the least.
“Sarah, you’ll be with Melissa,” Amber read, dashing Becky’s hopes. “Which means Becky…you’ll be with me!”
The last person Becky wanted to be paired with was the head of the sorority. She expected she’d be held to a higher standard than the others, and she was already intimidated by Amber’s personality. But she had no say in the matter, so she smiled nervously and tried to put a brave face on it as she walked over to Amber.
“OK bitches let’s see what this fresh meat is made of!” Amber exclaimed and the pairs went their separate ways, but for Becky and Amber.
“We’re gonna have so much fun today,” Amber said, putting her arm around Becky and pulling her closer to her, her face practically touching hers when she spoke. “You have no idea.”
Becky’s heart raced. Amber was right, she really had no idea what was in store for her today, but had a feeling it was going to be a wild ride. Amber took her by the hand and they sat on the sofa in the living room before Amber began to speak.
“You know how prestigious this sorority is, right?” she asked.
“Of course!” Becky responded.
“Well I need to make sure you’re 100% Alpha Sigma Sigma material. And you need to learn what it means to be an Alpha Sigma Sigma sister,” Amber continued, putting her hand on Becky’s thigh, which immediately gave her goosebumps.
Becky looked down at Amber’s hand on her leg, then sheepishly up at Amber again, wondering what she had in mind. Was she coming onto her? What was about to happen?
“Are you OK?” Amber asked, ever so slightly caressing Becky’s skin, causing a ripple of electricity to make its way up her thigh and toward her crotch. Becky’s mouth was suddenly dry and she swallowed hard before answering.
“Yeah,” she responded unconvincingly. Amber smiled.
“Are you nervous?” she asked.
“A little,” Becky replied with a slight smile.
“That’s OK,” Amber said reassuringly, now rubbing Becky’s thigh more obviously.
“Now, I’m going to push you to…maybe your limit today, who knows?” Amber continued. “Are you OK with that?”
“I think so,” Becky said, unsure what she meant.
“You think so? Because I really need you to be OK with this initiation and whatever I put you through.” Amber replied, removing her hand from Becky’s leg, which Becky took as a sign. “So if you’re not sure, you should probably leave right now.”
“No, no, I’m sure, I mean it,” Becky blurted out, her desperation to join Alpha Sigma Sigma taking precedence over any rational thought process. She had no idea what Amber had in store for her.
“Good,” Amber said, putting her hand back on Becky’s thigh. Her flesh was again covered in goosebumps, and she felt a pendik escort wetness in her crotch, which she had never felt from contact with another girl. Her head was swimming with what was actually happening, and what she thought might happen.
“Are you a virgin?” Amber asked, and Becky blushed.
“No,” she replied, hesitantly.
“Good,” Amber said, and nothing else. Becky almost asked why, but decided to let it go.
Amber stood and reached out her hand, and Becky took it, letting Amber lead her from the living room to the garage.
“Wow,” Becky said, upon seeing the convertible Mercedes. “Is this your car?”
“Uh-huh,” Amber replied. “Why, you like it?”
“Yeah, it’s really nice!” Becky replied, stunned that this was Amber’s car.
“Thanks. I like it too,” Amber said.
“What do your parents do?” Becky asked.
“Why do you ask?”
“Well…I assumed they bought it for you…,” Becky said, suddenly unsure she should have made such an assumption.
“They didn’t, actually,” Amber replied.
“How can you afford if?” Becky said, and again she immediately regretted asking the question.
“Let’s just say there are a lot of perks to being part of this sorority,” Amber said as she opened the door and climbed in the driver’s seat.
As Becky opened the door, she thought about asking what exactly Amber meant, but felt uneasy and decided against it.
Amber reversed out of the garage and they drove for a few minutes, the car’s top down, before Becky asked where they were going.
“We’re pretty much there,” Amber said, and sure enough, about 30 seconds later, she parked on the street in an upscale residential neighborhood.
To Becky’s shock, Amber took her top off and unclasped her bra.
“What are you…” Becky asked but Amber cut her off before she could finish.
“Take your top off,” Amber said.
“What?” Becky said, exasperated and bewildered. She wasn’t prepared to undress in broad daylight on the street.
“Take. Your. Top. Off,” Amber repeated. “This is part of the fun.”
“I just…,” Becky began, although she had no idea what she was going to say.
“If you want to be part of this sorority, you’re gonna take your top off right now,” Amber said.
Reluctantly, and slowly, after looking around to see if anyone could see her, Becky removed her t-shirt. She was mortified. But it wasn’t about to get any easier.
“And your bra,” Amber said.
“Really?” Becky asked, but she knew it was hopeless.
Amber nodded, her gaze fixed outside the car as if she were looking for someone or something. Becky obliged, reaching behind to undo her bra, freeing her pert breasts.
“Good girl,” Amber said on seeing Becky had followed her instruction.
“What are we doing?” Becky asked. She was starting to question whether getting into this sorority was worth it.
“You’ll see. Oh, perfect,” Amber said, looking straight ahead.
At first Becky didn’t know what she was referring to, but then she saw a middle-aged man walking down the street towards them.
“Shit, he’s going to see us!” Becky said.
“I know,” Amber said with a smile on her face.
“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” Becky whispered, panicked as the man approached the car. Her stomach was in knots she was so nervous.
“Excuse me sir,” Amber said.
“What are you doing?!?” Becky whispered.
“Shut up, this is gonna be great,” Amber whispered back, her voice full of mischief.
Amber had got the man’s attention and he approached the car. Becky looked away, embarrassed, and it didn’t take him long to notice that both Amber and Becky were topless, and his mouth fell open in awe.
“Sorry to bother you,” Amber said. “We’re completely lost and would you believe it, both our phones died.”
“Oh…OK,” the man replied as if in a daze. It was obvious he was trying hard not to look, but he kept stealing glances at their bare breasts.
“We’re trying to get to the freeway,” Amber continued.
“Um, uh…,” he replied, struggling to form any coherent thoughts, let alone sentences.
“Sir, are you OK?” Amber said.
“Yeah, it’s uh…it’s uh…,” he replied, still barely able to speak.
“Are you looking at our tits?” Amber asked incredulously, and Becky couldn’t believe she said it out loud.
“What? No! I, uh…,” he mumbled unconvincingly, because of course he was.
“I think you are,” Amber said. “And I bet you’re getting a boner already aren’t you?”
The man looked flustered, and sure enough, Becky glanced and could see the outline of his erection in his pants.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, looking away.
“I knew it!” Amber said. “Wow, that was quick.”
“The freeway’s about a mile that way,” he blurted out, pointing down the street with one hand while he covered the growing bulge in his pants with the other.
“Thank you so much,” Amber said. “You’ve been so helpful. I hope you enjoy jerking off over us when you get home.”
Becky was stunned. The man sheepishly walked away and down the street, and Amber put her top back on, and maltepe escort Becky quickly followed suit.
“Poor guy,” Amber said. “I bet that thing’s gonna burst through his pants any minute!”
“Wow,” Becky replied. “That was insane. You’re insane!”
“Told you we’d have fun today,” Amber said. “Now to find out just how much you want this.”
“What do I have to do?” Becky asked.
“You’ll see,” Amber replied as she put the car in gear and drove down the street.
After a few blocks, Amber pulled over and parked. She reached into the backseat and picked up a clipboard with what looked to Becky like some blank forms on it.
“What’s that for?” Becky asked as Amber exited the car.
“It’s to get donations for a foundation to help sick animals,” Amber replied.
“OK…,” Becky said, surprised as this didn’t seem in keeping with how the day had gone so far. “That’s great!”
“Except it’s not, really,” Amber said as they walked towards the closest house they parked to.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s a front,”
Amber turned to Becky as they stood on the front step of the house, and leaned toward her.
“I’m gonna get you to suck a stranger’s cock,” she whispered in Becky’s ear. Becky pulled away, stunned.
“You what?” Becky? “No fucking way!”
“Keep your voice down!” Amber said. “You do want to get into Alpha Sigma Sigma don’t you?”
“Yeah, but…,” Becky said, trailing off, trying to come to terms with what Amber had just told her.
“You saw the house? My car?” Amber asked. “That’s just the beginning,”
With that, she knocked on the door. Becky’s heart was racing. A man answered the door and Becky’s heart pounded even harder. She thought she might pass out.
“Hello?” the man said. He was probably in his forties, medium height, dark hair.
“Hello sir, we’re here to get donations for our foundation that takes care of animals in need,” Amber said. “Can we talk to you more about this?”
“Uh, sorry, not right now,” he replied, and Becky was immediately relieved.
“Are you sure?” Amber said. “I’m sure you’re agree it’s a very worthy cause,”
“It is, but right now is not a good time,” he said.
“Let’s not waste any more of his time,” Becky said, eager to get away from the situation.
“Do you live alone?” Amber asked the man, ignoring Becky.
“What does that have to do with anything?” he asked, growing impatient. “I don’t have time for this.”
He closed the door, leaving them on his doorstep. Becky was relieved, but Amber didn’t seem disappointed.
“His loss,” Amber said. “Onto the next one?”
“Wait,” Becky said, putting her hand on Amber’s arm to get her attention as she continued walking down the street. “Are we just going door to door?”
“Oh yeah.” Amber. “Absolutely. Until we find someone who’s going to help you pass this test.”
“Isn’t there another way?” Becky pleaded.
“Afraid not,” Amber said, dashing her hopes. “If you really want into Alpha Sigma Sigma, you’re gonna have to do what I say today.”
Becky looked disconsolate.
“If you want out, I can take you back right now, and none of this ever happened,” Amber said. “No initiation, no sorority.”
Becky thought it over. How much did she really want into Alpha Sigma Sigma? She thought back to her cousin Amy’s house, her career, her life, and how much she said she owed that to the sorority.
“No, I want in,” Becky said, though still ambivalent and not quite believing she was going through with this.
“Fuck yeah you do,” Amber said, grinning. “That’s the spirit!”
Becky just hoped that everyone they came across would be unwilling or unavailable for one reason or another, and Amber would settle for a less extreme task for her. And for a while her hopes were raised, as house after house, nobody was home, or a woman answered.
That’s when they came to number 34. Amber knocked on the door and they waited. She knocked again, and they waited again. And just as they were turning to leave, the door opened, causing them to turn back to face it. It was a man.
Becky figured he must have been in his early 70s at least, balding, tall, and well built.
“Hello,” the man said, his voice low and gruff.
“Hello sir, we’re here to collect donations for sick animals,” Amber said. “I was wondering if I could trouble you for a donation today?”
The man rubbed his forehead, thinking.
“Uh, yeah, that sounds alright,” he said.
“Wonderful! Thank you so much,” Amber said. “Just one question: do you live alone?”
“Uh, yes, I do,” he responded. “Why do you ask?”
“Oh, just because you didn’t need to check with your wife or anything.” she replied. “That’s usually how these things go.”
“Right,” he said with a smile. “No, just me.”
Becky’s heart was racing again. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears.
“Can we possibly come inside for a moment so we can go over the details?” Amber asked.
“Yes of course,” the man said, stepping aside and ushering the girls in.
Becky’s stomach kartal escort jumped and turned as they entered his house. Was this really where she was going to go through with it?
They stopped in the entry way and as the man passed them, asking them to follow him, Amber turned to Becky and flashed a huge grin. Her excitement was matched by Becky’s trepidation. She merely shook her head slowly, a worried look on her face.
He led them to his living room and they sat on his large, beige, L-shaped sofa sectional.
“I’m afraid I wasn’t entirely straight with you earlier,” Amber said.
“Oh?” the man replied, a confused look on his face.
“Yeah…you see, I’m from Alpha Sigma Sigma sorority, and Becky here has applied to join, so we’re putting her through her paces.”
“What does that have to do with me?” he asked.
“She has to go through a number of tests to prove she’s really Alpha Sigma Sigma material…and one of them is…well, why don’t you tell him?” she said to Becky, who was taken aback to be put on the spot.
“Um…I…so first of all, I really want to get into this sorority,” she began, her nerves getting the better of her. “And I have to…I have to…perform a certain act on a complete stranger.”
“A certain act?” he asked.
“What she’s trying to say is,” Amber said, as Becky looked at her, as if to see if she would actually say it out loud. “is that she needs to blow someone.”
“She…what?” he asked incredulously.
“We’re so sorry to have bothered you,” Becky said, desperately trying to extricate herself from this situation, and hoping he would be so disgusted that he would ask them to leave.
Amber put her hand out to silence her.
“Would that be something you’d be interested in?” Amber asked him.
“Oh…I…uh,” he mumbled, finding it impossible to find the words or even get his thoughts in order.
“If not, we’re going to keep going door to door until we find someone who wants her to suck his cock,” Amber said, and that was all the encouragement he needed to give a straight answer.
“No, no, it’s OK,” he blurted out, as he fumbled with his belt buckle and zipper.
“Oh wow, you are eager aren’t you?” Amber said, impressed with the speed with which he was getting ready to receive this most unexpected gift. A few seconds later, after sliding his pants down his legs, his cock stood firm and erect in his left hand.
“There it is!” Amber said. “I bet your cock started getting hard as soon as you saw us on your doorstep didn’t it?”
But he didn’t say anything, and just idly stroked his shaft as he looked at Becky and waited for her move closer.
“Have you got a good look at that nice, big, fat cock you’re gonna suck?” Amber asked her, but Becky barely registered a response. She sat in silence, trying to pluck up the courage to go through with it.
“OK, let’s not waste any of this nice man’s time,” Amber said, taking Becky by the hand and ushering her along the sofa until she was right next to him, although she was still unable to bring herself to make eye contact with him again. She had barely looked him in the face since they arrived and hadn’t looked at him directly since Amber had announced why they were there. Becky was motionless again.
“Looks like she’s going to need some encouragement,” Amber said, so she put her hand on Becky’s head and gently guided it toward his crotch.
Finally, with nowhere else to go, Becky reluctantly went through with it. Mr. Wilson exhaled heavily as she put her mouth on the tip of his erect penis, and he groaned loudly when she took the cockhead into her mouth, followed by several inches of his shaft.
“Oh my God!” he exclaimed, his eyes closed, his head back in ecstasy as this 18-year old college girl took his swollen cock into her warm, wet mouth.
“Does that feel good?” Amber asked, as if she couldn’t tell by the groans and moans coming out of Mr. Wilson.
“So good,” he managed to whisper.
“When was the last time you had your cock sucked like this?”
“Too long,” he said.
For him, it was unbelievable that just 5 minutes earlier he had been minding his own business, watching TV, and now here he was getting his dick sucked by a college student in his own living room. Meanwhile, though Becky was hardly thrilled she was blowing an old man she had just met, she had accepted her fate and set about trying to get him off as quickly as possibly. She licked and sucked his shaft hard, and began stroking the base.
“Turns out this shy girl was dirty all along, huh?” Amber said.
“Oh yes,” Mr. Wilson said, Becky’s head bobbing up and down in his lap, his shaft glistening with her saliva. “Very fucking dirty.”
With that, he took the right hand that had been resting on his sofa cushions and placed it on her head, and gradually pushed it down, forcing her to take more and more of his hefty shaft into her mouth.
“Mmm yeah,” he grunted, with a determined look on his face, as Becky swallowed the entire length of his cock. It felt incredible, even better than before. This was a far cry from the man who, just moments ago, was lost for words and seemingly didn’t know what to do when faced with the proposition of a blowjob from this beautiful young woman. Now he was in control, pushing her head down so she would deepthroat him.
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