Girls Only: Sybian Sorority (2 page)

I felt Chloe stiffen beside me.
She was the most anti-drug person I’d ever met, probably because her older
brother had overdosed on heroin when she was just ten or eleven. If she had to
make a choice, I knew for sure she’d choose the Sybian. But what in the hell
was the thing, and what did it do?

“And the ecstasy is just going
to make you want to ride the Sybian anyway!” Julie giggled, sliding forward
toward the machine she’d just attached the cock onto.

“No way,” I breathed, but yes,
it was really happening. Julie had a great body she’d been covering up with
sweaters and bulky, long skirts. Her breasts were huge and heavy, her nipples
and areolas dark. Her pussy hair was thick, and I couldn’t help staring as she
spread her lips and inched forward toward the dildo attached to the machine.

“Do it,” Megan said, licking
her lips. The pledges in the circle had forgotten about trying to cover
themselves. We were all too stunned, staring as Julie slid down onto the cock.
Now I understood the purpose of the flesh-colored pad underneath with all the
ridges as Julie began rocking back and forth. Those little nubs rubbed her clit
every time she moved.

“Ohhh god that’s so good.”
Julie bit her lip and moved her hips faster, reaching forward and grabbing a
little box.

“These are the controls,” Megan
explained as Julie used a dial on the remote and a distinct, low hum filled the
room. “It vibrates.”

I had figured that much out,
just from Julie’s moans, the way her head went back as soon as the sound
started, her eyes closing in pure pleasure.

“And the cock,” Julie gasped,
opening her eyes and glancing up at Megan. “It… ohhhh! It rotates…inside… oh
god!”

“It feels
really
good.”
Megan grinned, still walking around the circle. She sounded like she was
talking from personal experience. “But more importantly, you are going to bare
everything to your sisters. After tonight, you will never look at each other in
the same way again.”

That was for damned sure, I
thought, glancing over at Chloe, seeing her nipples were hard, the skin around
them pursed. Most of the pledges were too stunned to react, and we were all
enthralled by the sight of Julie rocking on the Sybian. Out of the corner of my
eye, I noticed the girl to my right, the one I’d followed down the stairs, had
her hand between her legs. Her fingers were moving between her pussy lips,
playing in the dark, wiry hair there.

My own pussy ached in response
and I longed to do the same, but I couldn’t. Not in front of Chloe. Besides,
she’d reached for my hand, clenching it hard as we watched Julie moaning on the
Sybian. She was really riding it, her glasses sliding down her nose, her hair
falling in her face. There was a matching black, padded block, like a stool, in
front of the Sybian that she used to lean on for support, and she clearly
needed it—her whole body was turning to Jell-O.

“Ohhhhh fuck!” Julie cried,
throwing her head back, her mouth drawn into a perfect “O.” And then she was
coming. We all knew what it looked like, what it sounded like, the rising hum
of the Sybian competing with Julie’s moans of pleasure. I felt Chloe’s nails
digging into my hand as we watched our soon-to-be-sorority sister climaxing
right in front of our eyes.

“I’m not riding that thing,”
protested one of the pledges. She was a chubby redhead named Kate. I noticed she
was one of the few who hadn’t stopped trying to hide herself, although it was
impossible to really cover anything with just your hands, I’d discovered. Her
lower lip was trembling. “It’s unsanitary!”

Megan scoffed, opening up the
trunk at the other side of the mat. “We have more attachments.”

“And we sterilize them,” Julie
added, panting out the words, still out of breath as she turned off the Sybian
and climbed down. The dildo was still wet with her pussy juices, glistening in
the light.

“We can go if you want to.” Chloe
leaned in to whisper this to me.

“No, Chloe, this is important
to you,” I reminded her. I couldn’t believe I was saying it, but I couldn’t
help myself. It was the thought of seeing Chloe naked and riding that thing
that did it for me. “I think we should do it.”

She stared at me, wide-eyed. “You
do?”

“Do you want me to go first?” I
gulped and held my breath. What in the hell was I thinking?

Then Chloe grinned, that mischievous
look in her eyes. “I will if you will.”

It reminded me of our little
shower-bet, how we’d shaved down to nothing on a whim—how excited I’d been,
knowing she was shaving her pussy at the same time as me. How I’d gone into a
bathroom stall afterward and rubbed myself off to a mind-blowing orgasm just
thinking about it.

I raised my hand. “I’ll do it.”

I think the whole room gasped.

“Well come on, girl!” Megan
grinned, leading me over to the machine. The floor in the sorority basement was
carpeted, and I padded over in bare feet, standing next to the Sybian while one
of the sorority sisters switched out the accessories, handing the other over to
be sterilized. She seemed very familiar with it. I stared at the fleshy-colored
dildo and then glanced back at Chloe. She was watching me with those big, brown
eyes, chewing on her lower lip, which she always did when she was nervous.

All eyes were on me.

“Climb on up.” Julie was
recovered now and she had a robe on. All the older sorority sisters were
dressed—it was just the pledges who were naked. Julia patted the side of Sybian
like it was a horse. “You won’t regret it.”

“Like this?” I hesitated,
straddling the machine, but there was a girl on either side, helping me,
showing me, and before I knew it, the dildo was inside of me and I was settled
on the Sybian.

“Now comes the fun part.” Megan
moved in front of me, handing me the controls. “This one controls the
vibration. And this one controls the rotation.”

“The… rotation?” I raised my
eyebrows, taking the box as she turned the rotation dial up. I gasped in
surprise, feeling the dildo inside of me starting to turn. “Oh my god!”

“What is it?” Chloe called from
behind me.

“Oh! My! God!” I cried out as
Megan turned the vibration dial up.

“Violet!” Chloe moved to my
side, surprising everyone, including me. I glanced up at her, reaching a hand
out, and she took mine, her eyes wide. “Are you okay?”

I nodded. “It just… oh!... it
just feels soooo good!”

“Really?” Chloe breathed,
kneeling down beside me to stare between my legs, fascinated. Under other
circumstances, I would have been mortified, but I was so surprised by the
sensation that I actually leaned back a little so she could get a better look.

“It’s, like, turning around…
inside me.” I tried to explain, but my hips were moving all on their own, those
ridges rubbing right against my clit. It was so good, I could barely stand it.
It was nothing like getting fucked by a man—there was no grunting and thrusting
and plunging. This thing was like a lesbian’s dream, doing things inside of me
I couldn’t have imagined, paying extra special attention to my aching clit.

“You are going to be so glad we
shaved,” I gasped, clasping onto Chloe’s arm, trying to keep my balance. She
giggled, grabbing onto me, her full breasts pressed against my side, her hair
tickling my nose. I wanted to touch her—
really
touch her—but I didn’t
dare.

“It feels good?” she whispered.

I moaned, nodding, not able to
say much. My nipples were hard and standing straight up, practically pointing
toward the ceiling, my pussy so wet I could hear a squelching sound as I rode
the machine, back and forth, round and round, so lost in pleasure I forgot all
about the room of girls watching me get myself off. And they were all watching,
most of them touching themselves, their heavy breath leaving the room humid and
thick feminine scent.

But I couldn’t concentrate on
that. I forgot it all, the girls, the sorority, the fact that I was naked and
getting fucked in front of everyone. I forgot about everything except Chloe and
the glorious machine I was riding, that swelling sensation between my legs
rising, making me quiver with longing.

“Oh god.” I threw my head back,
my whole body trembling with my impending climax. It was coming, and it was
going to be epic. The rotation of the dildo inside of me increased and the
vibration intensified. My eyes flew open in surprise and I looked over to see
Chloe with the box, turning the controls on the dials. “Oh! Oh! Yes! Chloe! Oh
my fucking god, I’m going to come so hard!”

Her eyes were bright and she
licked her lips as she watched me bucking and moaning on the machine, my hips
rocking, fucking it as fast and hard as I could. I shuddered and grabbed onto
the stool in front of me, gripping the edges and biting my lower lip to keep
from actually screaming out loud.

But I couldn’t help moaning,
the sound low in my throat, as my orgasm finally overtook me. I rubbed my clit
fast against the ecstatic hum between my legs, feeling my juices running down
the machine, my thighs wet with it. And the sensation didn’t stop. The turning dildo
inside of me kept turning, relentless, sending me flying so far into orbit I
was sure I would never come down.

“Stop!” I managed to gasp out,
reaching for Chloe’s hand where she was holding the remote. “Ohhhh fuck! Stop,
please, god, stop, or I’m going to die!”

Slowly, the vibration decreased,
the rotation slowing, and I sat up, still shivering, panting, peeling dark, wet
curls off my sweaty forehead. I’d made a mess of the machine, far more than
Julie had. I could feel the wetness between my legs.

“Does it feel as good as it
looks?” Chloe blinked at me.

“Try it and find out.” I
grinned as I slowly climbed off, practically collapsing onto the mat beside it.
“It’s your turn, right?”

“You want to go next, Chloe?”
Megan asked. I looked up at her, feeling my face flush. I’d forgotten she was
even here. I’d forgotten they were all here.

“Me next!” The chubby redhead rushed
forward.

“No, me!” The dark-haired girl
who had been standing in line next to me came forward too.

“Girls, girls!” Megan laughed.
“We’ll all get a turn. But you can come closer to watch if you want. Come on,
don’t be shy.”

She waved the rest of the
circle toward us, and they all ventured in bit by bit. The mat was large enough
for most of them to kneel on it and they did. For a minute I thought I was
dreaming, looking around at a room full of naked girls surrounding me.

“Wait!” Julie cried. I turned
to see Chloe straddling the machine, grabbing onto the dildo. “We have to—”

It was too late. She was
sliding it inside of her, already moaning.

“…sterilize…it…” Megan
finished.

“I don’t care! It’s just
Violet,” Chloe gasped, reaching out for my hand. “Hold onto me.”

I slipped my arm around her
waist. She was a tall girl, far taller than me, her limbs long and tanned, and
sitting astride the Sybian made her even taller. Kneeling up beside her on the
mat, I found myself face to face with her breasts and their hard, pink,
kissable nipples.

“Oh my god!” Chloe cried,
turning the dials on the remote. She was far more proactive than I had been, taking
charge right away. “What
is
this thing?”

“Heaven,” I murmured, watching
her hips begin to rock. She had the prettiest little pussy, newly shaved, her
lips swollen around the dildo. I wanted to get down there and look close, even
put my tongue there. Oh god, I wanted to taste her. “Isn’t it good?”

“Yes! Ohhhh yesss!” She bit her
lip and clung to me, wrapping her long arms around my neck as she rode the
machine. She’d gone for broke, turning everything up to the highest setting and
tossing the remote aside. Her eyes closed, her legs began to tremble, and I
watched, fascinated, as she chased her orgasm, faster and faster, riding the
Sybian like a pro.

“Gonna come!” she panted,
pulling me close, closer, mashing my face against her breasts, the smell of her
perfume filling my head, her hair curtaining us both as she came in my arms. I
felt her body relax and she collapsed against me, letting me hold her up. She
was almost sobbing with pleasure, the machine still going, going, going between
her legs. “Ohhhh fuck! Violet! I’m gonna do it again!”

And she did, her body bucking,
hips rolling, back arching, taking me with her, oblivious to everyone around
us, every girl watching now, all of them with wet fingers, their nipples hard
and pointing in our direction. I held her tight, whispering her name again and
again, trying to call her back. Megan grabbed the remote, turning the Sybian
down and then off.

“Violet.” Chloe’s eyes
fluttered open and she smiled dreamily at me. “I want to do it again.”

“Don’t worry, we have Sybian
parties once a month.” Megan laughed and winked knowingly at me.
“No boys
allowed.”

So she knew. How?

“Finally.” Chloe reached for
me, climbing off the machine and into my arms. I stared at her, wide-eyed with
surprise, and she laughed. “Oh Violet, for someone who’s so smart, sometimes
you can be so stupid. I’ve wanted you since the day I met you.”

“You…what?” That was all I
managed before we were kissing, her mouth soft and open and hungry, her full
breasts pressed to mine. Someone else was climbing up onto the Sybian—the
chubby little redhead, I think, grabbing a newly sterilized toy—but Chloe and I
were too involved to pay attention, kissing and touching and rubbing against
each other on the mat, making it slick with our juices and our sweat.

“Oh! Oh! I’m gonna come!” The
redhead cried out, and I broke our kiss to glance up and see her, mouth open,
head back, her whole body vibrating with her orgasm.

“I knew about it.” Chloe’s
whisper stilled the breath in my throat. “I knew all about the Sybian. I knew,
if I just got you here… ”