the I Phelta Thi Sorority - Part 2 - Sex Stories

the I Phelta Thi Sorority - Part 2

Looking over at Sarah, I could see tears in her eyes. The other girls were chatting excitedly in the hallway. I got up and shut the door, and went over to extend my hand to Sarah. We were both still naked.

“Come over here,” I said. “Let’s lie down together for a while.”

“OK,” she said weakly, getting up to lie down beside me.

I took her in my arms, and we lay together for a while spooning on dark silky sheets covering the soft mattress that occupied the entire floor of the room. I pulled one of the sheets over us.

Her sobs melted into me as I held her, slowly fading away.

From the sounds through the walls, Desiree had joined Kelly next door and they were having a hushed intense conversation.

“Are you OK?” I asked. “That escalated rather quickly.”

She laughed. “Yeah, I guess. You would think I’m old enough to know what I’m getting into. So much social pressure with these sororities.” She sobbed once more.

I held squeezed her reassuringly.

“Didn’t expect to lose your virginity quite like that?” I said.

“No! Only. . .” her voice was dreamy. “I didn’t realize I could feel that way for two people at once.”

There was a long silence.

“Who am I, anyway?” she said.

I laughed. “Who is anyone, really?” I asked.

“Have you ever? Before?”

I shook my head. “No. I’ve never been with two girls before.”

She turned her head to look at me. “Really? At your age?”

“Why, thank you.”

“No, seriously. You seem so. . . ...

... accomplished.”

“Illusion,” I said. “Not much accomplishment over here.”

“Really?” She turned her body so we were facing. “Will you. . .”

“Will I what?” I replied, imagining all kinds of requests she might make. What sort of sexual favors did this sweet girl have secret yearnings for?

“Will you be my boyfriend?” she asked brightly.

“Are you sure?” I said. “You barely know me.”

“OK, who are you?”

I laughed. “I’m a writer. I listen to the weird alien language that engineers speak and translate it into English so that the world may be filled with documentation nobody reads.”

“So you’re in tech?”

“In it, yes. The deep end with sharks and no life preserver. How about you?”

She squirmed a little. “I was hoping to study Earth sciences. I mean, it seems like we need more people out to save the planet today. I don’t even want to have children really, given the awful state things are in, and they keep getting worse. But I’m thinking maybe I should switch to political science.”

“So you could be the new AOC.”

She smiled widely. “Oh yeah. She’s my hero.” She looked at me anxiously. “Do you like her?”

I laughed gently. “Relax. She’s one of my heroes too.”

“Plus she’s kind of hot. . .” she stopped.

I let her think for a while.

She continued: “Do

you

think she’s hot?”

I laughed again. “Sure. Of course.”

“Have you ever. . . had a fantasy about her? A sexual one?”

I searched my memory. “I don’t think so,” I said. I paused. “Have you?”

She smiled wistfully, ...