Kailen - 4
I was bumming around the dorm because I had no class until later in the day. Shelly was out. It was her "day full o' classes" from morning until night. I was alone.
"Riiiiiingggg". I reached for the phone.
"Hello."
"Hi, could I speak with Kailen Gallagher?"
"This is Kailen." There was pause.
"Hi, my name's Donna Franco. I'm a junior here at school. And - well, Kailen, to put it bluntly, have you lost your wallet?"
I actually had lost it. Ever since the night Shelly and I played teacher-student in the library (see Kailen-2) and ended up putting on our little show by the Kappa house (see Kailen-3), I haven't been able to find it. Granted, I wasn't worried. All it had was my ID and a gas card.
"As a matter of fact, I lost it two nights ago. Did you find something?"
"Yeah, I found a brown leather woman's wallet on the ground by the Kappa house. It had your ID in it, so I figured I'd give you a call. It had just your ID and a gas card. No money. Somebody must've emptied it. Sorry."
"That's OK, Donna. I appreciate the call."
"Do you want it back? I'm actually on my way to that side of campus. I could drop it off if that's OK."
Something inside me switched on. She had an agenda. "Sure, Donna," I said with a smile. "I'm here until 6:30. Class at seven."
"O.K. I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
Again, I don't know what did it, but I knew she wasn't just some good Samaritan. She saw something or knew something. If that's the case, I was going to take full advantage. I quickly showered and put on my favorite black skirt. Next, I put on my push-up bra. Generally, I need no help with cleavage, but I figured I might as well make it obvious. Finally, I put on a pink scoop-neck top. I wanted her to see everything without me having to literally show her everything.
As I brushed my hair back and put it in a ponytail, "Knock-knock".
I opened the door and almost fainted. It was Donna and she was gorgeous. About my height, Donna had this gorgeous auburn hair that went down to her waist. Her figure, too, was nothing to sneeze at. With her white t-shirt and jeans, she was a dream of a co-ed.
"Hi, Kailen? I'm Donna."
I shook her hand and brought her inside. She declined my offer of soda or water (all we had in the fridge). She was nervous.
"Here's your wallet. It's very nice. Have you reported it stolen yet?"
"Honestly," I said as I sat in the bed next to her, "there was very little in it to begin with. I just keep the essentials for student life in there. Where did you say you found it again?"
"Near the Kappa house." She pursed her lips before saying anything. I already knew the score. She saw us near the Kappa house, saw some of what we did and saw me drop the wallet. Maybe.
"Say, Donna, what were you doing at the Kappa house where you could find my wallet?"
"I'm a member. I was walking around the house and found it laying on the ground near some trees."
I sat there listening to her about the sorority and her place in it. Looking her in the eyes, I knew she had seen it all. I knew she watched Shelly and me have sex. I knew it excited her. So, I sat up as straight as I could and made sure there was no way for her to ignore my cleavage. If she reacted the right way, I'd make a move.
"You really ought to try being in a sorority, Kailen. It's wonderful. Really a big sisterhood."
"Well, no offense, Donna, but I had this impression of sororities being filled with two types of girls. One, the girls who go out and gang bang the football team. Two, girls who gang bang the football team but come back and gang bang each other because the football team doesn't know how to fuck."
She smiled and laughed. She wanted me. My nipples hardened in anticipation. My pussy was wet and hungry.
"Not everyone is like that. Some of us lead quiet little lives."
"Really," I said. "You don't bang football players or other girls?"
"Well," she paused, "I don't gang bang football players. Gang banging the sorority would probably be just as bad."
"Why? They can't fuck?" I was trying to push any and all of her buttons.
"Well...", another pause. She was going to ask if it was me the other night before admitting to anything. "It was you that I saw there the other night, right? Having sex with some other girl. Right? You're a lesbian?"
Damn, I'm good. "If you're asking if I like having sex with girls, the answer's yes. If you're asking if I'll tell anyone anything you say here today, the answer's no."
She smiled. "As a mater of fact, they can't fuck. Most of them are more than willing to let another girl go down on them and you'd think they'd know enough about going down on someone else."
"Really?"
"Yeah, but they're all too concerned with getting off themselves. Probably something to do with the guys they hang out with."
I moved close enough to feel the heat radiating from her. I'm sure she felt the same. "So, Donna, do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?"
"Um, so, Kailen, were you using anything special the other night because it didn't look like you two were ... um... grinding anything together, so I figured you must have had something else." That's a YES on the girlfriend. Maybe the boyfriend too.
"Oh, yeah. We've got this great butterfly shaped vibrator. Let me show you." I got up to get the vibrator. Donna tried to protest, but it was too late. I was into Shelly's dresser and back. Placing it in Donna's hands, I hit the switch on the remote.
"Oooooooo. I can imagine what it feels like."
"Why imagine?" I wanted her to use it here. I got up and made a show of locking the door. "Give it a try."
"Oh, I couldn't. I mean, I'm not really-" I interrupted her with a soft, slow kiss and made sure that when I spoke, my cleavage was right in her face.
"You're a girl with a girlfriend who probably, even though you love her a lot, is one of those lick-me-sorority dykes. You're in the room with a woman you're pretty sure has better sex with girls on a routine basis than you've had with anyone with a pulse. I've got a toy that'll rock your world if it's in the right hands..." I paused for effect. "My hands. I'm one of those let-me-lick-you-til-you scream-for-mercy-non-sorority-dykes." I usually don't talk like that, but convincing her to do this required strong words.
Indecision. She wasn't sure. Then she looked in my eyes... and leaned forward to kiss me again. Her arms wrapped around my neck and pulled me down. So, for a moment, we necked on the bed and ground against each other. God, I wanted to get out of these clothes, but I wanted that to be her call. As it was, her being naked was my call... at least a little.
Taking the vibrator, I hit the switch and placed it against her hands. She smiled. Moving slowly, I slid it up her arm to her shoulder. Around her shoulder, I brought it around her breast. All the while we kissed. We kissed. She moaned. Torturously, I traced around her hard nipples. She wanted more. She wanted the vibrator against the nipples. Again, I smiled. Lightly, I touched one. Then the other.
"Oh, please. Stop teasing me."
Again, I looked her straight in the eyes. "Not through the t-shirt." She paused... then pushed my back enough to pull the t-shirt off and the bra off. She wonderful breasts spilled out in a way close to what Shelly always say mine do. I slurped at the one nipple, but Donna wouldn't give in so easy. I tried to catch the nipple... either nipple between my lips and teeth. She kept squirming. Finally, I caught one and Donna moaned loudly as I sucked on it with all my lustful hunger. Slowly she leaned back down.
I brought the vibrator up and massaged her breast with it. First the flesh right against her ribs. Slowly, I worked around it until I'd spiraled toward her center and laid it squarely on her nipple. The other nipple was firmly in my mouth as I nursed like a starved child..
Bucking and squirming, Donna could not lay still. She was moving all over the place and I had to be careful not to fall off the bed. Finally, I pulled my skirt up enough to get a knee between her legs. Immediately, she humped and ground against me. Instinct and her appetite for pleasure guided her.
She took my hand with the vibrator and pushed it down her belly to between her legs. At first, she tried valiantly to feel it through the material of her jeans. But she finally gave up and unbuttoned them for me to pull down. So, now, here was this gorgeous girl I'd met just fifteen minutes before completely naked with me trying to make her cum. God, I love college.
I ran the material of the vibrator against the soft, fleshy lips of her swollen vagina. Her legs were around me in a second. She wanted more. She demanded more. So, I teased her clit. Hard and unavoidable. Proud. It needed to be tamed. So I gently sucked on her clit as I massaged the rest of her pussy with the vibrator. Every so often, I'd touch it with the vibe and she'd moan out loud. She'd wail like no one's ever given her permission.
Finally, I gave her permission. All at once, the vibrator, the sucking, the kisses and all the rough talk concentrated in this girl and exploded as her orgasm ripped through her body to leave and tired, weak and very happy girl.
I continued to kiss and massage her pussy with my tongue. I figured she'd need a little while to come down. Before long, she tapped my shoulder.
"Could you come up here and maybe we could lay on top of each other with the vibrator between us?"
I smiled. "Sure." I stood and unzipped my skirt and took it off along with my panties. As I moved for my top, Donna stopped me.
"Don't... I kind of like the idea of you laying on top of me half dressed. Plus, I love your breasts in that top."
I climbed up and placed the vibrator between us. Arranging myself, I made sure that when I lay down on top of her, she had an eyeful of my cleavage. We kissed and ground our pussies against the vibrator. Donna even pulled my breasts from their bra and sucked on them. After, I'd recovered from one of a thousand mini-orgasms, Donna said, "You've got the most wonderful breasts, Kailen."
"Oh, I'll bet you say that to all the girls."
"Nope, just the girls that are 'let-me-lick-you-til-you scream-for-mercy-non-sorority-dykes'."
I smiled. "And what kind of girl would only say it to those girls?"
She kissed me again. "An I-want-you-to-teach-me-how-to-do-it-too-so-I-can-make-my-girlfriend-cum-like-gangbusters-too dyke."
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