Sisterhood 101 Ch. 13

Hey everyone, here's Chapter 13 of Sisterhood 101. This series should be considered a direct sequel to Birthday Pool Party. However, it is my hope that it can also be read as a standalone work. Having already read Birthday Pool Party will greatly enhance the experience, but it shouldn't be required. I hope you enjoy!

Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I read every single one. Also, please let me know if you spot any mistakes. I upload revisions all the time, and I will correct any errors that are pointed out to me. Just make sure to be specific so that I can find what you're talking about.

I've heard some people are concerned they're missing content by not reading Love in the Balance. The stories take place in the same universe, but there is not a lot of overlap. Kayla made an appearance in Love in the Balance, but that was barely mentioned in Sisterhood. The Wittyverse has a lot of characters and stories, but I try to make each series standalone. There will be little things you might miss, but you don't need to read both series if you are only interested in one.

One other thing I wanted to bring up was the number of projects I'm working on. My two main series are Sisterhood 101 and Love in the Balance. Law & Ardor and Brittney Chronicles are side stories that relate to the events of Sisterhood 101. I'm planning on another Law & Ardor episode very soon.

Please note that this story is a work of fiction. I might use parody names for pop culture references: including songs, books, movies, and celebrities. However, they are not meant to accurately represent the real people or media. This is a fictional universe. As always, this is a world without STI's, and everyone involved in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.

-Witty

WARNING: I write slice of life stories, but they touch on some serious topics. As a result, there's a lot to offer, but there's also things some might not like. This story contains elements of incest and it touches on sexual assault. If any of that is going to be a problem for you, you might want to consider a different story. Additionally, the women in this story tend to be very sex positive, if you're not interested in a woman being with anyone but one guy forever... why are you reading a group sex story?

NOTE: If you're new to my stories, there's a timeline on my page that should work as a suggested reading order. Just don't judge my earlier stories too harshly! I was, and am, still learning.

~Ashley Bartlett~

Friday October 31, 2025

I couldn't wait for the Halloween party at the Delta Tau Chi Sorority house. My only class for the day had been a morning bio lab, but those three hours seemed to drag on forever. Somehow, Josh and Derek managed to enjoy the labs. I was on edge even after the lab, all the way until the time finally arrived to dress for the party.

Returning to the dorm with Marcia resulted in another argument about my lack of organization. Seriously, who makes their bed every day? And that bra was clean. Probably. The white powder? That could have been cocaine or something, but it wasn't. It was from when I was eating powdered donuts I'd gotten from the vending machine. They were delicious!

Yelling led to a playful pillow fight, which quickly turned to kissing. Then we forgot all about the argument and the party as clothes came off and we got into Marcia's perfectly-made bed. That was how I found myself with my head between her thighs and my tongue in her tasty twat.

"Oh my God, fuck!" Marcia cursed passionately. "Right there, right there!"

Marcia's right leg started shaking as her voice went up an octave. Her hands held my head, nails digging into my scalp as she panted and moaned. I pushed two fingers into her wet box as I sucked on her clit. My other hand reached up to play with her tits. Her back arched when I tugged on her nipple.

"Oh, oh! Don't stop! Please, don't stop!" Marcia begged as I tongued her clit. "Oh! I'm, ah, I'm cumming!"

I eagerly swallowed Marcia's pussy juice before kissing up her body and shoving my tongue in her mouth. Our limbs were entwined, our tits squished together as we giggled and rolled around in bed. Marcia ended up on top, her fingers dancing along my bare side as we made out passionately.

One of Marcia's tits slid between my bigger ones while she was fingering me. Then we moved again. The petite, quiet girl adjusted herself over me so we could rub our pussies together. I grabbed her ass as we started tribbing, making passionate love to each other until we climaxed together.

"Oh hey," I began as we started cuddling and enjoying the afterglow, "we're gonna be late to the party."

"What?" Marcia gasped, attempting to sit up.

"Nope!" I laughed, pulling her back down and shoving her face in my boobs. "It's okay, kiss the titties."

"Mmph, mm!" Marcia consented to kiss my boobs a few times before slipping out of my grasp. "Ashley, we have to get ready! And you have to spend tomorrow cleaning up this pigsty!"

"Are you eighteen or forty?" I rolled my eyes as she got out of bed. Then I was distracted by her boobs flopping around as she hunted for her clothes.

Marcia gestured around the room before planting her hands on her hips. "It's a fucking disaster in here!"

"You're cute when you swear," I giggled. "And fine, I'll organize a bit tomorrow. But tonight? Tonight I intend to find a place to get fucked by my boyfriend every which way."

"You do that," Marcia grumbled as she grabbed her underwear.

"Someone could use some dick," I commented, sitting up.

Marcia froze for a second while pulling up her panties. "Uh, no. There's no one..."

"Call up Kwan for a roll in the hay," I suggested.

"We're friends," she countered as she put her bra on.

"Derek? Josh's roommate's a virgin," I reminded her, waggling my eyebrows. "My hot Slut-sister could start a collection of boy-cherries."

"Boys don't have cherries," she scoffed. "Now hurry up and get dressed!"

"Matt? Your bio partner?" I suggested. "Oh! Text Shawn. He's a virgin. Hell, we'll find you a room, you can open those legs and make a few boys into men."

"Put some fucking clothes on!" Marcia growled.

Okay, that curse wasn't as cute.

Twenty minutes later we were both dressed for the party. I stared at Marcia. She stared back.

"That's it?" I asked.

She looked down at herself. "What?"

I gestured at the short girl. Black leggings, a tight, black long-sleeved shirt, and a pair of black sneakers. Her dark hair hung loose around her shoulders instead of being pulled back, which I supposed was different. She had a tail, and on top of her head was a pair of black cat ears.

"That," I said.

"What's wrong with it?" Marcia asked.

"Everything!"

"There's nothing wrong with it," she insisted.

"It's Halloween! You wore that shirt last week!" I exclaimed.

"I washed it," Marcia rolled her eyes. "Unlike you, I know how to do laundry."

Marcia turned back toward the mirror above her dresser and adjusted her cat ears.

"That's not the point," I sighed in exasperation. "The point is that you already owned all that except the ears and tail."

"So?" she shrugged. "It's a costume; I'm a cat. A black cat. Meow!" Marcia made little clawing motions with her hands.

"Oh, the 'meow' changes everything," I snorted.

"Exactly," she smiled at herself in the mirror. "It's Halloween, not 'Dress-Like-A-Whore Day.'"

"You literally just defined Halloween," I giggled. "It's about letting loose! Having fun!"

"And I can do that in my adorable cat costume," Marcia insisted.

"Fine, but be prepared for lots of T and A hanging out tonight," I smirked.

My outfit was a sleeveless red dress that clung to my body like a second skin. It fell to mid-thigh and pressed my big tits together in what should be award-winning cleavage. I'd added black heels, a thin black choker, a red tail, and a pair of little red horns. Similar to Marcia? Maybe. But mine was hot and slutty. The way Halloween should be.

I was also wearing red eyeshadow, dark eyeliner, and deep red lipstick. I'd even put glitter along my cheeks. Marcia could have at least added whiskers and a nose. And maybe gone for a low-cut top. Sometimes I wondered how we became friends; then I remembered how long we'd been in each other's lives, that we'd do anything for each other.

Marcia turned away from the mirror. "What are you supposed to be?"

"Isn't it obvious?" I asked as I went through my makeup.

She pointed at my head. "Ashley with horns?"

"Fuck you," I growled while she laughed. "You knew exactly what I was."

"I did," she nodded happily.

"Bitch." I grunted as I extracted my dark eyeliner.

"You started it!" Marcia insisted.

"I'm the devil," I declared with a curtsy. "The glamorous devil."

I then made Marcia hold still while I gave her a dark dot on the tip of her nose and three lines on each cheek for whiskers. Then I called my sister. We talked for a few minutes while Marcia studied. Melissa was still a little cold with me, but things were getting better. Slowly.

"What's the difference between the devil and the glamorous devil?" Marcia asked when I ended the call.

"Tits."

"Of course," she scoffed.

"Hey, it's the last day of pledge week," I pointed out. "I need to look good!"

"You'll find out if they accept you tonight, right?" Marcia questioned.

"That's right!" I grinned. "I'm a tall blonde with big boobs who likes to party; they'd be crazy not to take me."

Before Marcia could respond there was a knock at the door.

"That better be someone in an actual costume," I grumbled.

Marcia looked down at herself. "I am in an actual costume!"

I crossed the room and opened the door, coming face to face with Kayla.

I smiled. "Oh, thank God."

"What?" Kayla frowned.

"You tried."

Kayla's dress was pale blue, short and shimmery, with a sheer layer over the skirt that caught the light whenever she moved. The dress had thick shoulder straps and a scoop-neck that pressed her boobs together. Glitter sparkled around her green eyes, and a pair of translucent wings rose from her back. Tiny flowers had been worked into her dark hair. She even had a little wand.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Kayla asked.

"It means you look like a fairy," I explained.

Kayla gave me a confused look. "I am a fairy?"

"Exactly. I knew right away," I nodded in approval. "Effort and cleavage, that's all I'm asking for."

"I knew I was a cat immediately," Marcia said from behind us.

"You stay out of this!" I called over my shoulder.

Kayla peered around me, her eyes landing on Marcia. "Hi, Marcia. You look nice."

"Thank you," Marcia smiled happily.

"She doesn't mean it, she's just being polite," I argued.

"Anyway, where's Lexi?" Marcia asked loudly, changing the subject.

Kayla's smile broadened. "Peeing."

"Why are you smiling like that?" Marcia frowned.

"No reason," Kayla laughed lightly.

"What's her costume?" I asked suspiciously.

"Oh, you'll see," Kayla erupted into a fit of giggles.

"I don't get it," Marcia said.

"I think we're ab-"

"Fuck!" Lexi declared, appearing as if summoned.

The redhead wore a short white dress that hugged her before flaring slightly at the hips. White feathery wings rose behind her shoulders, softer than Kayla's fairy wings. Her auburn hair fell in loose curls, and there was a thin gold halo above her head. She was an angel. A slutty, redheaded angel.

That wasn't the problem.

"We look like we coordinated costumes!" Lexi growled.

Marcia started giggling right along with Kayla, both traitors bending as they struggled to contain their mirth.

"We really fucking do," I admitted with a sigh.

"We could say we did," Lexi suggested.

"I guess we have to," I crossed my arms. "What business do you have wearing white anyway?"

"Really? From you, whore?" Lexi snapped while Marcia and Kayla continued laughing at me.

"If we went with a group costume like I wanted we wouldn't be having this problem," Kayla reasoned.

"And we agreed we couldn't do that without all the sluts," Marcia pointed out. "Hazel refused to come."

"Yeah, she made some comment about not needing a costume; people would just assume she was going as a whale," Lexi rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, her loss," I shook my head and held up my phones. "Pictures!"

"We're already running late," Marcia said. "We can take pictures at the party."

"It'll be hard to get a group picture with just the four of us," I said. "Just a few, then we'll go to the sorority house."

~Daniel Mitchell~

Friday October 31, 2025

"No," Scarlett said the moment she saw me outside the sorority house. "Just, no."

"What?" I frowned.

"No," the redhead repeated, making Tasha laugh.

I looked down at myself. Blue jeans, plaid shirt, cowboy boots. I also had on a brown vest and a cowboy hat. A cowboy was the perfect costume choice for a football player in good shape. I really didn't see the problem; there was nothing wrong with my costume. I thought I looked great.

"What's wrong with this?" I asked.

Scarlett gestured at me with one hand. "You dressed like yourself and bought a hat."

"When do I ever wear cowboy boots?" I challenged. "I'm going as a cowboy."

"You're from California."

"California has cowboys," I countered.

"Not you."

"How do you know?" I questioned.

"Have you ever been on a horse?" Scarlett asked.

"No, but I have ridden more than my share of wild fillies," I grinned.

"Asshole," Scarlett snorted.

Tasha blushed bright red and made herself look busy by adjusting the brim of her pointed black hat.

We continued up the sidewalk toward the sorority house. I glanced at Scarlett's costume. "It's not like you've ever turned into a bat."

Scarlett laughed in response as her black cape fluttered around her thighs. She was also wearing black boots and a black dress. Her red hair fell over one shoulder and a thin streak of fake blood ran from the corner of her mouth. She smiled, revealing fake fangs as she made a motion toward me as if about to bite me.

"Maybe not, but I've nibbled on a few necks," Scarlett smirked.

"These jokes are terrible," Tasha laughed. "Now are you going to comment on me never casting any spells?"

In addition to her pointed hat, Tasha was wearing a fitted black dress. The first dress I'd ever seen her in. It stopped above her knees, with sheer sleeves and dark green embroidery around the cuffs and neckline. A silver pendant hung around her neck. It was amazing; Tasha had actual curves. The outfit was conservative, but it was still a lot more revealing than anything else I'd ever seen her wear.

"Nah," I shook my head, "you look great, Tasha."

"Thank you," Tasha blushed.

"What the hell?!" Scarlett growled. "You didn't compliment me!"

"You look very vampiric, Scarlett," I bowed.

"That's not a compliment," the redhead pouted and pulled her cape around herself dramatically.

Orange and purple lights covered the porch of the Delta Tau Chi Sorority house. Fake spiderwebs stretched between the columns and along the windows. Carved pumpkins lined the steps. Someone had hung a skeleton from one of the second-floor windows, while a ghost swung from a tree.

Music could be heard through the walls and there were people everywhere. Costumed college students moved across the lawn and crowded the porch. A couple of guys were standing near the steps holding red cups. One guy in a toga was flirting with a girl dressed like a sexy pirate.

Unsurprisingly, a girl near the door immediately recognized Scarlett.

Scarlett smiled, flashing the fake fangs and somehow making them seem natural. "Happy Halloween!"

The girl laughed and waved us inside.

I stepped into the packed sorority house with Scarlett and Tasha, the loud music hitting me before the door even closed. Decorations covered basically every available surface. There were fake cobwebs and plastic bats. Someone had strung up more orange and black lights everywhere. A plastic pumpkin was on every table or desk that had enough room for one. A skeleton wearing Greek letters sat in an armchair near the entrance with a red cup wedged between its plastic fingers.

With the sea of costumes, finding people we knew would be more difficult than I thought. Instead of wasting time looking, we grabbed a few drinks and started exploring the house. It wasn't long before we found ourselves dancing and laughing. It was nice seeing Tasha able to relax and enjoy herself. She had a huge grin on her face as I spun her.

Josh Greene was the first person I recognized from high school. I briefly thought he wasn't wearing a costume. Then I noticed the name tag. "My name is God." Very clever, and something I hadn't expected from the shy guy. It all made sense when I saw Ashley's costume.

She was the Devil. God and the Devil. Damn, Josh was one lucky bastard. I was trying not to think with my downstairs brain, but I couldn't help but remember the one time I'd had sex with Ashley. Right before the Senior lock-in at Kayla's place. Josh was in for an amazing night. Wow, the blonde's cleavage was amazing.

I reprimanded myself for my thoughts and turned my attention to the rest of the group. Josh's roommate, Derek, was dressed as a mad scientist. The equally shy biology major was nervously dancing with Josh's gorgeous sister. Emily's costume was a sexy pirate, complete with boots and a hat.

Lexi, dressed as an angel, noticed us. The redhead waved us over.

"Angel, devil, and God," Scarlett observed with a giggle. "Clever. Let's join them!"

Marcia was the next to appear, causing me to release a small laugh. She looked cute in a simple cat costume that looked like she spent five minutes putting together. At least she took the time to draw a nose and whiskers. Despite our sexual encounter, I saw my friend when the quiet girl smiled at me.

Beside Marcia was her friend and fellow honor society member, Lina. At first I didn't understand the costume, the beads. Then I realized Lina was going as a fortune teller. The crystal ball was what gave it away. Clever. More clever than the guy dressed as a hot dog, or the one who actually came to a sorority party as a toilet.

We made it halfway to the group when my heart stopped.

Kayla.

Well.

Fuck.

She wore a pale blue dress that shimmered under the lights. The skirt moved around her legs when she turned, and translucent wings rose from her back. Small flowers were woven into her raven hair, and glitter sparkled around her perfect green eyes. She was holding a wand. A fucking wand.

A fairy. It was fitting. She was a goddess out of a fairytale. I couldn't believe such a gorgeous creature had ever allowed me to touch her.

Scarlett made a noise beside me.

I jumped and looked at her. "Uh, what?"

"Hm, interesting," Scarlett smirked.

Tasha looked at Kayla. Then at me. "Oh."

I frowned. "What?"

"Your face," Tasha answered. "Oh wow, you're so adorable right now."

"On that note..." I trailed off, closing the remaining distance to the group.

Kayla finally spotted me, her smile widening as we locked eyes. That didn't help. Ashley reached me first, hugging me tightly before taking a step back to evaluate my costume. She shook her head in disapproval before letting out a sigh. Then she greeted Scarlett and Tasha.

I looked at Marcia. "Cat?"

"Nothing gets by you," Scarlett grunted teasingly.

Marcia made a cute clawing motion with her hand. "Meow!"

I tipped my hat. "Lookin' good there, little lady."

"Get a room, you two," Kayla giggled.

I coughed.

Marcia turned bright red. "I, um, uh..."

"Oh, no way," Lexi appeared and threw an arm around Marcia's shoulder. "The one Slut-sister Dan could never bag. She's gonna remain a masturbatory fantasy."

"Quite the fantasy," I smiled lightly.

"It really is," Ashley agreed. "And reality? Marcia's great with her tongue."

"Ashley!" Marcia hissed, looking mortified. "And, um, you forgot Nicole."

"I like this group," Scarlett smiled, exchanging a look with Kayla.

A look of mutual respect, maybe?

Kayla turned to face me, her eyes darting from my head to feet and back up to my face. "Cowboy?"

I tip my hat again. "Yes, ma'am."

The cheerleader in the fairy costume grinned and reached up.

I moved back. "What are you doing?"

"Give me your hat."

"What? No!" I laughed lightly.

"Why?" Kayla pouted while our friends watched.

"Because it's my costume," I reasoned.

"I want to wear it," Kayla shrugged, standing on her toes to snatch the hat off my head.

She put it on. The hat was way too big for her, the brim dropping low enough that she had to tilt her head back to see me. It was funny and adorable. Was she flirting me? No, no way. She was just having fun with someone she considered a friend. Kayla had such a great personality. Shit. Don't pop a boner, don't pop a boner.

Lexi laughed and took her phone out. "Pose for us."

Kayla put one hand on her hip, the other still holding the wand. "Howdy!"

Everyone laughed as Lexi took the picture.

"You're a much prettier cowboy than I am," I smiled.

"Uh, cowgirl," Tasha pointed out.

"Right, cowgirl," I agreed as Kayla beamed at me.

Removing the hat, Kayla held it out to me.

"Thank you," I took it back and put it on.

"It did look better on me," Kayla stuck out her tongue.

We spent a bit of time talking. Emily showed us the plastic sword and had a pretend fight with vampire-Scarlett. Derek explained the green liquid in the test tube clipped to his lab coat was actually a sports drink. Ashley drank some of it, making for a great picture. Lexi complained her halo kept sliding.

I kept an eye on Scarlett, concerned for how she was doing. What she told Tasha and me was still in my head. I remembered her crying: The Crocs, Velour Room, the things she'd done because she thought she didn't have another choice. I remembered the relief on her face when she told us it was over; she was free.

Scarlett caught me watching her, her expression changing immediately. As we mingled, the redhead pulled me away from the group.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and looked at me sternly. "Don't."

"What?" I frowned.

"That."

"I didn't do anything," I protested.

"You're checking on me," Scarlett accused.

She stared.

I sighed. "Okay, maybe just a little bit."

"Dan."

"What?" I asked innocently.

"I'm okay," she insisted.

"I know," I replied.

Scarlett arched an eyebrow. "Do you?"

I looked at her, grateful for the music that let us have this conversation without anyone overhearing. "I don't know. What you went through..."

"Stop," Scarlett stated firmly. "It happened, it sucked. If I need to talk, I know you're here. Let's have fun and be glad it's over."

"Scarlett..."

"Yes?" she asked.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly. "For, you know, how we met. It was just sex. You deserved better."

"Hey, I was a willing participant," Scarlett reasoned. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"I just..."

She placed two fingers to my lips. "Stop worrying so much. You are a good guy."

"What's going on over there?" Emily called out.

"Looks like they're getting comfortable!" Lexi laughed.

"Vampire and cowboy hooking up? Fun!" Ashley agreed.

Scarlett and I both flipped them off at the same time. Then Scarlett kissed my cheek before grabbing Tasha and dragging her off to dance. Josh was dancing with Ashley, while Emily continued to work on bringing Derek out of his shell. Marcia and Lina were sipping on drinks and chatting. Lexi ran off with one of the sorority girls to complete some pledge task.

Then somebody hip-checked me. "Hey."

Kayla. She still had the wand.

"You planning on carrying that all night?" I asked with a smile.

"Yes," she confirmed.

"Why?"

"Because I'm a fairy," Kayla tapped me on the nose with the wand. "Would you like to dance with a fairy?"

"As long as the fairy is you," I replied.

Her smile grew as she held out her hand. "Let's go, cowboy."

I took her hand.

Kayla pulled me into the crowd. I wasn't good, but I wasn't terrible either. What mattered is that I was with Kayla, and that she seemed to be enjoying herself. I did my best not to think about what happened to Kayla, about my unrequited love, or about Drew Kensington. Instead I allowed myself to simply enjoy her company.

By the time we left the dance floor, I was warm enough to regret the vest. Kayla grabbed two bottles of water from a cooler and handed me one. I leaned against the wall and took several gulps. Kayla stood near me, and the sight of her drinking the water entranced me for some strange reason.

"This is fun," Kayla smiled.

"It is," I agreed with a nod. "How's cheerleading going?"

"Great!" she replied enthusiastically. "We're preparing for nationals. It's exhausting, but I love it."

"That's good," I said, taking another sip.

"What about you?" Kayla asked me. "Big football star."

"I don't know about that," I laughed lightly. "But things are going well. I'm a freshman getting field time. That just doesn't happen."

"I can relate," she said. "It can cause friction. People think we haven't earned our spot."

"Yeah, I'm still not sure how Kensington feels about me," I admitted.

"Football heroes aren't known for their willingness to share glory," Kayla giggled. "But our seven wins, two losses record speaks for itself."

"That it does," I agreed.

"You ready to go up against Arizona State tomorrow?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm glad it's a home game," I replied. "If it was an away game, we'd have needed to miss this party."

"That's true," Kayla nodded. "I'm glad I can be here for Lexi and Ashley."

"They'll be accepted," I said confidently. "They're both great."

"Yeah, they are," she smiled.

Then Lexi called her name. Kayla looked over. "I'll be back."

She started to leave, then turned to face me. "Dan?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks," Kayla smiled.

"For what?"

Kayla smiled. "For the dance."

The amazing woman disappeared into the crowd before I could answer. I stood there for a second, taking a couple small sips of my water. Then I returned to my other friends. Tasha and Scarlett both welcomed me, each taking a turn for a dance. We laughed and chatted as time continued to pass.

Several football players and cheerleaders stopped by to talk, staying for a few minutes before moving on. Drew Kensington seemed to be in a good mood, with girls fawning over his fighter pilot costume. We also saw the CSUA's power couple: Brent Calloway and Brittany McCallister. Brent was wearing his football uniform as a costume, while the DTX President wore a Phoenixes cheer uniform.

"Sup, man?!" a male voice called out as a hand clapped me on the back.

I turned, coming face to face with my roommate, Kevin Miller. Kevin was a lot like me; on the reserve squad, loved to party in high school. We even looked alike. Tall, blond hair, blue eyes, muscular. However, Kevin had put a lot more effort into his costume than I did.

Kevin wore a pair of dark pants with a pair of thick suspenders that went over his shoulders. He also wore dark boots and a helmet. A firefighter helmet. Rather than bother with a shirt, he was bare-chested. So, I assumed he was going with sexy firefighter. Since firefighters wore jackets, as far as I knew.

My roommate knew Scarlett and gave her a brief hug. When he turned to give Tasha a smile, my quiet friend made a strange squeaking noise. Tasha turned bright red as she opened and closed her mouth several times. She looked like she wanted to run away, her eyes darting around.

"I, ah, hi, um, you're Tasha, I'm Kevin," Tasha paused, horrified. "I mean, um, nice... meet you."

Scarlett giggled and lightly nudged Tasha's shoulder. "This is Tasha."

"Damn girl, how many drinks have you had?" Kevin asked with a light laugh.

Fortunately for Tasha, Kevin was a bit of an idiot.

I placed a hand on Tasha's shoulder. "Our girl can't hold her liquor."

"I like your style, Tasha!" Kevin laughed. "Hey, it was nice seeing you guys. I'm gonna go grab a beer for myself."

"Later Kevin," I gave him a manly chin thrust.

"Bye," Scarlett waved cutely.

Tasha made that squeaking noise again as Kevin walked away. "Holy moly."

I looked at her. Tasha was staring at Kevin's ass.

Tasha then realized I was looking at her. "W-what?"

I started laughing. "Nothing."

Her face was so red, I half-expected steam to start coming out of her ears. "Shut up."

Scarlett erupted into a fit of giggles, needing over a minute before she could speak. "Careful girl, you're gonna ruin your panties. If you haven't already."

"I, um, what?" Tasha seemed to have lost all ability to form a sentence.

For some reason, I felt something. Discomfort? "Kevin's a player, you can do better."

"Better than..." Tasha trailed off, looking in Kevin's direction, then back at me. "I..."

"Tasha, breathe," Scarlett placed a hand on the poor girl's shoulder. "Deep breaths."

"I'm okay," Tasha squeaked.

"You're so sweet and innocent, I love it," Scarlett hugged Tasha tightly.

"... Holy moly."

We got Tasha some more water, although what she really needed was a cold shower. It was the first time I'd ever noticed her express romantic interest in anyone. It was also the first time I heard the phrase "holy moly" actually used. Scarlett and I joked that it was going to become her catchphrase.

Scarlett was eventually pulled away by a few cheerleaders again. Tasha, once calm again, ended up in a conversation with Marcia's friend, Lina. Both girls weren't the type to party, so they got along well. That left me alone with Marcia. Before I realized, the two of us had drifted away from most of our friends.

"Do you know what's going on with Kensington?" Marcia suddenly asked.

"Did he do something?" I looked at her intently. "Wait. Not here."

The best way to get some privacy at a college party was to make it seem like you were going for a hookup. So we headed for the bedrooms. I was glad I had a dorm room; I wouldn't want random people hooking up in my bed. Seriously, I was the only guy who got naked in that bed.

Soft moaning and loud grunting came from the first closed door we passed. A few doors down, we found Kevin. He was having a threesome with two sorority girls. Of course he was. Then we caught Harper Lin riding Tank Reynolds. Did no one know how to close a fucking door?

When we finally found an empty room, we slipped inside and shut the door. It was a fairly nice room, with quite a bit of furniture, including a large desk with a vanity. We stood in the middle of the room and stared at each other in silence. We were there to talk about Kensington, not to hook up. Yet, there was awkwardness as we were both obviously thinking about the last time we were really alone. The hookup.

"Uh, don't worry," I mumbled. "I'll keep my hands to myself."

Marcia gave me a nervous look. "I thought we agreed that never happened?"

"We did. I just..." I trailed off. "I'm sorry. Sorry if I was out of line."

"You weren't," she shook her head and turned away from me. "I wanted to do it."

"So did I," I admitted as I walked her walk, noticing the cat tail was surprisingly sexy. Jeez, what was happening to me? "I just want to make sure you know that I see you as a friend. I'm, I'm not who I used to be."

Marcia brushed her hair back behind her ears as she stood in front of the desk and looked at herself in the mirror. "We've gone over this. I believe you. We had a moment, it turned to sex. No big deal."

"Yet you don't want anyone to know," I pointed out as I approached her, standing behind her.

"That's about me, not you," she insisted, smiling lightly at my reflection. "I... just so you know, um, as far as sex goes, it was, you know, it was good. It was good sex." Marcia then blushed slightly, her eyes flicking down. "Great sex, actually."

I placed my hands on her upper arms, squeezing lightly. "It really was."

"It really is about me," Marcia continued in a small voice, her cheeks slightly pink beneath the cat whiskers. "I don't usually hook up, you know? I mean, I'd probably tell them if we weren't sneaking around and having our little chats."

"I understand," I nodded, my thumbs caressing her as we looked at each other's reflections. "I have to stay close to Kensington so we can protect Kayla and learn more about The Crocs."

"So we keep our tryst to ourselves," Marcia nodded. "And we don't tell them about this."

"Our conversations about The Crocs?" I frowned. "Of course not."

"... and we don't tell them about this."

Before I could ask what Marcia meant, she spun around to face me. Grabbing my face, she stood on her toes and pressed her lips to mine. Moaning into our kiss, she pushed her tongue into my mouth, her nails scratching my cheeks. Then she broke the kiss and dropped to her knees.

I looked down at her, stunned as she undid my belt and yanked my jeans to my knees with my boxers. Those adorable big brown eyes widened as she wrapped her fingers around my manhood and admired the throbbing length. Then she opened her mouth and took me inside.

"Oh God!" I hissed. "Marcia!"

Marcia moaned passionately at the sound of my groan of pleasure. She then slid her hand down my shaft, following it with her mouth. A loud sucking sound left her mouth, making me throb with need. When her hand reached my base, she reached around me with both hands, gripping my ass-cheeks as she struggled to deep-throat me.

"Gak! Hurk!" Marcia heaved as she took me too deep. "Gak! Gak!"

I felt her tongue lash me as she pulled back to breathe. Her fingers squeezed my butt as she tried to deep-throat me again. This time she managed it. I groaned as I felt my mushroom head nestled in the warm confines of her throat. Marcia flicked her brown eyes up to meet mine as she moaned loudly.

Pulling off my dick, Marcia got to her feet and tugged her leggings and panties down her legs. I backed her up until her naked ass pressed against the desk. I knelt before her and buried my face in her tasty, wet pussy. She gasped and gripped the desk as I lapped up her juices.

I didn't go down on her long. I couldn't; I needed to be inside her. My cock was throbbing as I remembered how wet and tight she was. Giving her pussy one last kiss, I stood up and spun the quiet girl around. Marcia willingly leaned forward, placing her hands on the desk as she stuck out her butt.

Placing one hand on her hip, I held my erection and pushed my tip between her labia. Then I held her hips tightly and thrust forward, burying my entire length in her warmth. Marcia threw her head back and grunted. At the same time, I groaned in pleasure from feeling tight vaginal flesh holding me.

We fucked. Hard.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Marcia chanted, her hands planted firmly on the desk. "Ah! Oh, ah, oh God! Ah! Ah!"

I was looking down as I drilled Marcia from behind, entranced by the sight of her pink pussy stretching to accommodate my thickness. Her little butt-cheeks were so sexy, I couldn't resist. I spanked her. Marcia yelped, her tight twat squeezing me. So, I spanked her again. Then again.

"You're so sexy," I growled as I swatted her bum. "So tight. Fuck, Marcia!"

"Oh, oh, oh!" Marcia gasped. "Fuck me! Fuck me, cowboy! Oh God, ride me!"

Lust was overwhelming me, I needed to touch her, to feel her amazing body. I slid her shirt and bra up to her neck, letting her tits fall free. Marcia cried my name as I started playing with her boobs. I held them while fucking her, I squished them together, and I tugged on her nipples.

"Ah, I'm gonna-" she threw her head back, her body shuddering. "Cumming! Ah! Ah!! UNGH!"

The quiet, cute girl squirming beneath me while having an orgasm was so fucking sexy. I slammed my hips into her butt, burying myself balls-deep. Then I placed one hand on her shoulder as my other held her hip. Looking straight at the mirror, I saw Marcia's face. She was looking into the mirror as well: watching me, watching herself getting fucked from behind, watching her tits swing beneath her.

I continued thrusting into Marcia, not once tearing my gaze away from the mirror. Marcia was also looking straight ahead, an intense look on her face as she grunted each time I slammed into her. The quiet girl's lips were pulled back, her teeth bared and clenched as her face contorted in pleasure. She looked so fucking hot. It was some of the most intense sex I'd ever had.

Yeah, I wasn't lasting long.

"I'm getting close," I grunted, my hand squeezing her shoulder. "Gonna cum soon."

"Not, ah, not in my pussy," she managed to gasp out, her dark hair framing her face.

"Where?"

"Ah! Ah! Let me, ah, let me suck your dick!" Marcia yelped, her eyes rolling back. "Ah! You, ah, you can cum, ah, in my mouth!"

That sounded great to me. Another dozen thrusts and I stepped back, my cock slipping from her pussy. Marcia spun around and dropped to her knees, her boobs jiggling. Grabbing my base, she took me in her mouth and started sucking hard on my tip. I groaned and bucked my hips.

"Marcia!" I groaned as I started cumming.

~Marcia Moore~

Friday October 31, 2025

"Marcia!" Dan groaned as he started cumming.

"Mm, mmph, mmhmm, mm," I moaned in ecstasy as my mouth filled with warm, thick cum. "Mm, mm, gak, mm!"

Dan was shuddering, his head thrown back as he unloaded between my lips. I stroked his length while sucking the tip, struggling to handle the strong bursts of sperm. Yet I didn't swallow. I instead swirled the thick liquid around in my mouth as the last few drops trickled out onto my tongue.

My entire life I'd been the quiet one, the wallflower. Unsurprisingly, I was also very self-conscious sexually. Sure, Steven and the Sluts had helped me with that, but I was still surprised by my own behavior with Dan. I was shocked by how he made me feel like a sex kitten.

He was definitely in awe of me when I showed him his cum. I could feel a thick strand of semen connecting my tongue to the roof of my mouth. It wasn't the first time I'd done this, but I could see Dan was amazed. I tilted my head back and swallowed. Then I showed him my empty mouth.

"Holy shit," he managed to gasp out.

"Sorry," I giggled, brushing my hair back behind my ears. "I didn't want cum-stained panties again."

"No need to apologize," Dan laughed lightly. "You're way better than any fantasy with my hand."

I lightly stroked his softening manhood as I smiled up at him. "Does that mean Lexi is right? You think about me when you beat your meat?"

With a confident smirk, he reached out and caressed one of my boobs. "I have before, yes. A few times all five of you at once."

"Greedy," I whispered.

"But, it's usually Kayla," Dan sighed, releasing my breast.

"That's the big reason why this stays between us," I declared, pulling my bra back over my tits and fixing my shirt. "I'd want to be your number one if we ever became something more."

"I understand completely," he nodded, taking a step back and turning away so I could cover myself.

I spent a minute pulling up my pants and adjusting my tail. Thankfully the eyeliner whiskers weren't messed up. "I just got really horny, and I don't regret it. The urge hit, and I gave in."

"I've been there," he chuckled, his arms crossed as he kept looking away.

"You can turn around, I'm dressed," I said with a smile. "I don't know if it'll happen again, but let's still keep this between us."

Dan was fully covered when he turned to face me. "You have my word."

"I trust you." I smiled.

"I'm glad to hear it," he said, looking pleased. "Should we get to the real reason we're in here?"

"We should," I nodded in agreement. "Drew."

"Did he do something?" Dan asked urgently.

"Not exactly," I answered slowly.

"What does that mean?"

"We saw him when we got to the party," I explained. "He's dressed as a fighter pilot. Anyway, he apologized to Kayla in front of us for being a 'bit of an ass,' his words."

"A bit?" he scoffed. "He glared at me every time I saw him for a couple weeks after Kayla stayed in my hotel room."

"Even though nothing happened," I rolled my eyes. "Entitled prick."

"Hopefully he didn't see me dancing with Kayla."

"Feel free to kick his ass," I growled.

"Would you enjoy watching that?" he waggled his eyebrows.

"It might make me wet, yes," I agreed with a blush. "Anyway, he kept saying he was sorry and asked to start over with her as friends."

Dan let out a breath. "That may be my fault."

I cocked my head to the side. "What do you mean? What did you do?"

"I told Dan his entitled attitude wasn't going to get him anywhere with Kayla," he explained.

I crossed my arms. "So he's switching tactics. Pretending to be a friend so he can get close."

"It looks that way, yes," he nodded. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, we want him to think you're on his side," I responded.

"Kayla's too smart to fall for that shit," Dan insisted.

"She's smart, but can do stupid things sometimes," I sighed. "Keep an eye out, okay?"

"Of course," he said. "Of course, I will."

"Any more talk about throwing a game for The Crocs?"

Dan shook his head. "Not that I've heard. From what I can tell the gang's been quiet due to the trial."

"Jury selection does start next week," I winced.

"How's Kayla? Lexi?" he asked. "They seemed in a good mood tonight."

"Alright," I answered slowly. "Lexi is enjoying the sorority. Kayla... I think she's emotionally lonely. It doesn't help that today is her mother's birthday."

"Shit, it is?" Dan grimaced. "That must be rough."

"It is," I nodded. "She was crying this morning. She has a lot going for her right now, but she also has a lot on her plate. I... you could consider, you know, telling her. How you feel."

He opened and closed his mouth a couple times. "I can't."

I looked at him seriously. "Okay. I understand. It's scary."

"Fuck, I should have stayed with her that night," Dan sighed, looking like he was gonna cry. "I'd have killed Keith if I saw him come near her."

I placed a hand on his shoulder. "I know you care about her, about us."

"Thank you."

"Just keep being our friend," I stood on my toes and kissed his cheek. "Let's go back to the party. We'll make sure our idiots stay safe."

Dan chuckled. "Sounds good to me."

The music swallowed us the second Dan opened the door. We went downstairs and were soon separated by the crowd. I noticed Drew holding a drink while chatting with a couple of football players. I found Kayla a few moments later, standing with Lexi and Emily. Kayla was laughing while Lexi attempted to fix her halo for the twentieth time.

I was talking to Lina a few minutes later when Ashley and Josh came down the stairs. Ashley had a happy smirk on her face and Josh looked embarrassed. His face turned bright red when Emily, his older sister, called them out. Ashley just owned it, taking a bow, while Josh looked like he wanted to disappear.

Lina and I both erupted into fits of giggles. Talking to Lina had become easy. It felt strange because she wasn't my friend through Kayla, Ashley, Hazel, or Lexi. We had the honor society together, we studied together, she'd even texted me a picture of her costume that afternoon to ask me whether the necklaces looked stupid. It didn't.

We went into the kitchen to grab drinks. That's when I saw Kevin and Dan chatting. Tasha was standing beside Dan, her witch hat tipped slightly. Her face was bright red, and she had no ability to look Kevin in the eye. It was adorable. She clearly had a thing for Kevin. I smiled as I remembered a few of Kevin's parties from high school.

Lina followed my gaze. "Dan, right?"

"Yeah, and Tasha." I answered.

"The witch?"

"Yes," I confirmed.

"And the hot firefighter?"

"Kevin, Dan's roommate," I said.

"Damn, I'd like to climb him like a firefighter pole," Lina commented, making me laugh.

"I think they only go down the poles, Lina," I giggled.

"Yeah, whatever," Lina waved me off, surprising me by how she was acting.

"I can introduce you," I offered.

"Hm, I could study how he interacts with an interested female," Lina mused.

We both started laughing.

Drink in hand, I followed Lina back into the living room. Ashley was dancing with Josh, grinding on him as if she'd forgotten there were other people around. Emily was nearby talking to Derek, and she seemed to have stolen his goggles. Lexi had joined a group of girls from the sorority.

As we talked, a woman with dark skin I didn't know walked up to us. "Hi, I'm Bri!"

"Marcia," I answered politely.

"Lina," Lina smiled.

"I'm a Delta Tau Chi pledge," Bri continued. "I have a pledge task to introduce myself to people I don't know. Can I get a picture with you two?"

"Yeah, sure," I readily agreed.

We took a picture with the very tall woman between us, a radiant smile on her face. Then she thanked us before disappearing into the crowd. A few other pledges were completing last minute tasks, but I was pretty sure Ashley and Lexi were finished with theirs. Ashley had taken them very seriously.

The pledge tasks were actually much more tame than I'd been expecting. When I thought about it, it did make sense. There had been a big crackdown in recent years on hazing and the harshness of Greek life. Most sororities and fraternities were smart enough not to risk getting into trouble.

About an hour later, the music suddenly stopped. The reaction was immediate. A chorus of complaints filled the room, a few people shouted, one guy was caught in the middle of a very sexual conversation, and a few others also quieted down. Everyone was immediately staring at the stereo.

Klarissa Aguila laughed. "Relax! It'll be back!"

Brittany McCallister stood on the bottom step of the staircase, one hand resting on the banister. A large banner was on the wall behind her. It was in the sorority colors of gold and pearl white. The lotus flower, the symbol of the sorority was displayed proudly on the center of the banner.

The Sorority President raised both hands. "Okay! Pledges, up front!"

Cheers broke out as people started shuffling around. Ashley and Lexi held each other's hands, fingers laced as they joined the other pledges. I recognized quite a few of them, including the black girl who had taken a picture with Lina and me. Leah Roberts from bio was also present, along with Jade Kim and Vanessa Ruiz. I'd met Danielle Smith once, and I recognized Sophia Amari from the school's social media. Dani had dreams of being a famous influencer. The last to join the group was Nora Hall, a tall marketing major with dark hair and bright blue eyes.

Brittany smiled, showing off even pearly-white teeth. "This has been a weird semester."

A few people nodded in agreement.

"Not exactly the recruit schedule we planned, but we're here. We're together," Brittany's expression became more serious. "I know this semester started with circumstances none of us expected. We delayed recruitment because there were things happening on this campus that made safety a big concern. But part of why this sorority exists is so none of us has to go through college alone."

The room had gone completely silent.

"This week was about getting to know us and letting us get to know you," Brittany continued. "There were interviews, events, way too many group chats, and a scavenger hunt that became far more competitive than anyone intended."

"Sorry about that!" Jordan Morales called out.

"So tonight isn't initiation. You've still got work ahead of you," Brittany laughed lightly. "But you finished your first week together. And tonight, we wanted to officially welcome you as new members of the CSUA Delta Tau Chi chapter!"

The room erupted in cheers. Then one by one, the pledges were called forward. Each received a small pin from Vice President Alyssa Tran. Then they got a hug from the Recruitment Chair, Chloe Bennett. People yelled and clapped for each person, and even I screamed when Ashley was called. My voice was hoarse by the time it was Lexi's turn.

Brittany raised her hands again and clapped them. "Congratulations, ladies!"

"Let's party!" Paige Watterson gestured for the music to be turned back on.

The room exploded as the music started up again. Everyone moved at once. Kayla rushed forward, throwing her arms around both Lexi and Ashley. Josh only managed to wait two seconds before hugging Ashley from behind. Dan congratulated Lexi, Scarlett appeared from nowhere and hugged everyone.

Ashley finally escaped the throng of people and came straight toward me. She pointed at the pin. "Look."

"I see it," I smiled.

"I'm officially a pledge," the blonde bombshell grinned.

"New member," I corrected.

"Whatever."

I hugged her tightly. "Congratulations."

"Thank you," Ashley sighed happily.

The rest of Halloween night was a blur of music, dancing, and laughing. Emily got Derek to dance, the shy boy nervous about touching her. Scarlett knew only about half the words to whatever song was playing, yet screamed out lyrics anyway. Kayla used her fairy wand as a microphone. Tasha danced beside Kevin, looking terrified every time he smiled at her. Ashley was attached to Josh.

"Ashley!" I hissed, getting her attention. "Your boob is practically falling out!"

She grinned at me. "Shut up and dance!"

So we did.