the I Phelta Thi Sorority - Part 3 - Sex Stories

the I Phelta Thi Sorority - Part 3

... knees to crawl through. Fortunately, it had been done often enough that someone had thoughtfully put in soft padding and carpet.

Annalee climbed through, and waved goodbye, disappearing around the corner as I was climbing through.

On my hands and knees, I found myself glancing up under Sarah’s dress for a moment, at a familiar-looking wet spot. I stood.

“You’re here!” said Sarah.

“So are you!” I replied, gathering her in my arms. Her soft warm body felt good against mine. So gentle and fragile. We kissed and caressed. “Are you nervous?” I asked.

She nodded. “A little.”

I pressed her to me. “Oh, Sarah. I’d love to lie in bed with you all night long. Do nothing else, just pass the time being together.”

She smiled. “Sounds wonderful. I should come by your house sometime.”

“I would love that,” I said.

“I confess, though,” she said. “I’m feeling pretty horny right at the moment.”

She guided my hand under her dress to her pubic arch. The panties were sopping. She gave a little yelp of pleasure as I touched her. Then smiled at me.

“So you talked to Kelly?” I asked.

She gave a little wriggle of pride. “I did. Can you believe how brave I am?”

“What did she say?”

“First I reminded her of the time she asked me if I liked other girls. You know, really

liked

other girls, wink wink. She said ‘yes,’ and I think she knew where I was heading. I told her you’re my boyfriend now and would she like to get together, just the three of us sometime to ...

... explore. She made all kinds of teasing objections, but I think she had decided from the beginning the answer was ‘yes.’ She was just getting back at me for saying ‘no’ the first time.”

“So she finally did say ‘yes?’”

“She did.”

“Did she say anything else I should know about? Any particular fetish she likes or doesn’t?”

Sarah thought. “No, just meet me at seven. That was it.”

I laughed. “Then what are we waiting for?!”

I followed her up the stairs. Kelly’s door was open. Indigo Girls was playing quietly in the background. Kelly was lying on her queen-sized bed, was covered in a fluffy purple quilt.

“I was wondering if you’d show,” said Kelly, smiling. “Come in, both of you, and close the door.”

We did.

Kelly was wearing turquoise yoga pants that matched her big blue eyes and a tie-dye shirt of rainbow colors. Her shoulder-length wavy blonde hair was gathered in a bright red headband. She sat up and put down the book she was reading. Dorian Gray.

I heard faint noises from the sex room, next door.

“How’s it going?” she said.

“Good as it gets,” I replied.

Sarah sat down next to Kelly, and motioned for me to sit next to Kelly on the other side.

Sarah was gazing into Kelly’s big beautiful eyes, and Kelly was gazing back. They were caressing each other’s faces, when Sarah leaned in and kissed Kelly on the lips.

The first kiss was brief, but when Kelly kissed back, it lasted longer.

The were in each other’s arms, groping all over each ...