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College Misadventures
By: Zor Prime (zorprime@s8.sexshare.com)
Originally published by The Editor
1998

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What won't a girl do to become a member of a sorority? 
(FF-bi, MF, exh, huml, breast-size, college)

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Chapter 1 - Dis-Orientation

Mindy Chase arrived at the dormitory around mid-
morning. School would begin in just three days and she 
wanted to get settled in and try to meet some new 
people before then. Aside from her life having been 
shredded and tossed to starving rotweillers over 
summer, she was doing fine. Physically she had never 
been in such great shape. 

After her complete humiliation at the end of her high 
school senior year, she had found strength in her 
athletics, particularly taking a karate class as a 
means to vent and then learn to control her anger. 
Losing her boyfriend Aaron a week into her training 
hadn't helped but she had gotten through it alright.

Hell, as far as she was concerned, Aaron had just been 
another of her tormentors. She was much better off 
without the bastard.

And then of course came the horrifying news that 
Mindy's best friend Jennifer had tested positive for 
pregnancy. Amidst her multiple partners during their 
mutual humiliation, it was impossible to be sure who 
the father was. Jennifer's parents had not taken the 
news well at all but refused her the abortion she 
wanted. It was vile and inhumane, they said. But that's 
precisely the way she felt about her sexual torment 
which led to her pregnancy. Thankfully for Mindy no one 
ever found out for certain that the two women had been 
having sex with underage boys.

Mindy had lost contact with Jennifer for over a month 
during the whole incident. When they spoke again, it 
had not been cheery or even particularly friendly. They 
both avoided eye contact a lot and tried to dance 
around the controversial issues. But they had at least 
managed to talk and remain on common ground. Now they'd 
talk once a week or so -- a far cry from the routine 
they'd fallen into in high school where they 
practically lived together. No wonder some people had 
labeled them as lesbians. And as fate would have it, 
they discovered that those people were at least 
partially right.

The state university was immense but the dorms were 
surprisingly compact. Four floors and laid out in 
something of a compressed X shape -- a central tower 
with four long wings spreading out for several yards 
and then running parallel for the rest of their length. 
Mindy had been told that the school had a second 
dormitory down the road a bit but had yet to see it.

It was the second day of orientation and it seemed most 
of the students had waited until today to move in. 
Mindy had thought she'd beat the rush by waiting and 
now realized that everyone had the same thought. She 
found a parking space way out at the farthest edge of 
the lot behind the dorms and began unloading her back 
seat and trunk onto a pair of aluminum collapsible 
carts. 

She hiked her way through the rows of parked and slowly 
creeping cars, trucks, and vans to the open rear door 
of the dorm's central tower. Here she was greeted by a 
staff of school employees and student helpers who took 
her name and handed her the key to her room. She would 
be on the third floor of the B wing, to her left and 
back. She hoped her room wouldn't look out onto the 
parking lot.

A rush of excitement swept over Mindy as she rode the 
elevator to the third floor and stepped out into a 
whole new world of freedom and living alone. She was 
again greeted by student faculty at the security door 
entrance to her hall. B305 was her room and she was 
pointed down the hall with a smile and nod from the 
freckly-faced, auburn haired girl who introduced 
herself as the hall's Resident Advisor. 

Mindy had read all about dorm life in the pamphlets 
which were sent in the mail in August. RAs were 
essentially the students put in charge of maintaining 
order and resolving conflicts in the dorms and each 
hall had one. Above them was the Resident Director and 
then an actual adult supervisor ran the whole show.

Mindy's room, she noted, was the sixth door along the 
hall, not the fifth. She wondered what she'd missed on 
her way down, resolving to check it out as she went 
back to her car for the rest of her stuff. She opened 
the door to her room, which to her relief faced inward 
toward a courtyard between the A and B wings rather 
than out over the parking lot, and breathed a sigh of 
contentment. The room was much larger than she'd 
expected. But wait! There were two beds here, not just 
one. She double checked the room number over the door. 
B305.

"Fuck! Did they stick me with a roommate?" Mindy 
clenched her teeth and growled. Well the roommate would 
have to wait. She was obviously alone for the moment 
and began unpacking her two little carts. "So which 
side do I want?" she asked aloud. "Yes, I think the 
left side will do nicely." She carelessly tossed a 
suitcase full of clothes and another full of music CDs 
onto the bed. A large plastic bag stuffed with towels 
and other bathroom items followed.

Mindy locked the door behind her as she exited for her 
second haul. She smiled politely to a couple of people 
she passed in the hall but said nothing. What were they 
like? Would they like her? Would any of them try to bed 
her right away or would they just get to know her 
first? 

She'd heard horror stories about college relationships 
and how often they went sour due to nothing but 
physical attraction or the influence of drugs. She 
didn't intend to become one of those statistics. But it 
might not do any harm to flirt now and then. How else 
would she really know if anyone was honestly 
interested?

The second load of Mindy's belongings consisted mainly 
of her new laptop computer and her old stereo, 
baseball, bat and glove and of course some posters to 
adorn her walls. A few were of music groups, two were 
movie-related, and there was her favorite -- a humorous 
poster about "How to talk about women and still be 
politically correct". Mindy has always found political 
correctness too bizarre for reality and that poster 
just proved her point. 

Her favorite line on the poster (which bore a rather 
attractive bleached blonde in a tight halter top and 
ultra short denim cut-offs) was "She does not have 'a 
great rack', she is 'pectorally superior'." 

Mindy just loved looking at those mounds and imagining 
herself squeezing them to be sure they were real. Of 
course, the girl in that photo had nothing on Mindy's 
own breast size. The model was about a 38C and Mindy 
had a pair of full double D cups on her. That didn't 
stop her from looking, though!

After dumping the rest of her stuff in her room, Mindy 
was called out by the RA to join the hall in the lounge 
for a quick meeting. The lounge was at the head of the 
hall and spanned the width of two double occupancy 
rooms. "So that's why mine was the sixth door," Mindy 
muttered. Within the room were two low tables, two 
bleak sofas, a stove and microwave, and a large 
chalkboard with three plastic chairs lined up in front 
of it.

"Hello," the auburn RA began. "My name is Sara, without 
the h, and as you probably know I'm your Resident 
Advisor for the year. Don't worry about it, I'm a 
student just like you, but I do have some 
responsibilities around here. I just want to let you 
all know that if you have any questions, comments or 
even suggestions on activities for the whole hall, you 
can talk to me anytime. That's what I get paid for."

"How much do you get paid?" asked one guy who seemed to 
be older than most of the residents.

Sara laughed. "They pay me well enough to handle any 
problems that come up, but not enough to live on."

"Will you buy us all dinner?" the guy asked with a 
foolish smile.

"Sometimes, yeah. Every month we'll have a hall dinner 
that you're all invited to. You don't HAVE to come, but 
we'd certainly like to see you there.

The food, I promise you, will be better than what's 
served in the cafeteria. I've been living in this dorm 
for three years now. The food is okay for a while, but 
it gets boring. That's why we have these hall dinners. 
We'll have burgers and hot dogs sometimes, steak and 
fish others. It's whatever you guys decide. It also 
helps you all to get acquainted."

Mindy was mesmerized by Sara's voice and her confident, 
straightforward manner. The girl was pretty short and 
scrawny, about five foot three and weighting maybe 105 
pounds, but she acted like she owned the place. In a 
way, Mindy supposed, she did. This one would be well 
worth getting to know better.

Sara continued, "Since classes begin in three days, 
tomorrow night we will have an official welcoming 
meeting for all the residents of B3 and then on Sunday 
night there will be a dorm-wide program in the 
cafeteria. There will be food and drinks and a popular 
comedy juggling act so you can get to know some people 
around here and feel at home."

The meeting broke up and residents returned to their 
rooms or to the ground floor to say goodbye to parents 
and friends. Mindy stepped back into her room to move 
her clothes into the small dresser and closet on her 
side of the room and wondered when her roommate would 
show up. A guy passing by her open door stopped and 
asked, "Hi there, are you Mindy or Tamara?" 

Mindy straightened and looked the guy up and down. He 
was tall and well-built but not what she would call a 
jock. He was rather handsome, though, and by the look 
on his face when she turned to face him fully he 
thought the same of her. He eyed her breasts for 
several seconds before ripping his gaze up to her 
equally attractive face.

"I'm Mindy. I haven't even seen my roommate yet." She 
offered her right hand for shaking and the guy took it 
weakly. He sputtered, "I, I'm Steve. I life two doors 
down from you." He motioned down toward the far end of 
the hall. "B307. I just thought I'd stop and say hi."

"Well hello Steve. It's nice to meet you. Say, what are 
we supposed to do for fun around here?"

Steve smiled. "Well tonight my roommate and I are 
getting some beer and having a bit of a party, maybe 
watch some movies. He's got an awesome collection! 
You're free to join us if you want."

"What time?"

"Ahh, 'bout eight?"

"Who all's going to be there?"

"So far just you, me, Norm, and a couple of new guys. 
Norm and me are returners. We lived here last year and 
yet we decided to come back." Steve smiled again. "If 
you know anyone else who'd like to come, bring 'em 
along. We'd be glad to have 'em. Especially if they're 
female."

"Hmm, afraid I don't know any of those around here yet. 
We'll see, though."

"Good deal. See ya at eight, then."

Mindy continued unpacking her belongings and vaguely 
listening to people passing in the hall. There was 
someone who sounded almost exactly like Jennifer and 
Mindy was suddenly sad.

Dinner rolled around at six and Mindy connected with a 
group of people from her hall to eat. In all she met 
four other girls and five guys. Norm, it seemed, was 
the guy who'd been asking all those questions during 
the short meeting earlier in the afternoon. He was 
twenty-three but only a sophomore. He'd had some 
military service after high school and then started 
college later than his friends. Norm was majoring in 
business and his roommate Steve majored in economics. 

Erica, the girl who lived directly across from Mindy, 
was a pre-med major who could not stop talking about 
how rich she was going to be when she got out of 
college. A couple of guys whose room was right next to 
the women's bathroom were second year electrical 
engineers who had both attended the same high school 
but never met until today. Their names were Bruce and 
John and they seemed respectable enough, but Mindy 
couldn't help thinking there was something sinister in 
Bruce's gaze.

Dinner passed with a great deal of chat and laughter as 
stories of the previous year's residents were related 
by the veterans. The most horrific of these stories was 
saved until the trek back up to the third floor. As 
Bruce told it, a very popular girl on his hall last 
year had overdosed on a combination of legal and 
illegal drugs and was found sprawled over a toilet by 
the janitor the following day. Norm had heard all about 
it, though he hadn't lived in the same hall, and added 
that the girl was a known slut. She'd slept with nearly 
every guy in that hall before killing herself.

That, of course, led several people to joke (in an 
attempt to raise the dark mood which had fallen over 
them) about whether Bruce had gotten a piece of her. He 
refused to comment and turned a bright red which only 
made the others laugh even harder at his expense.

Mindy returned to her room and turned on her stereo. A 
little music after dinner always helped cheer her up, 
and she was starting to feel like the dullness of dorm 
life would drive her insane. "Hell," she thought, 
"maybe that's why that girl killed herself. There was 
nothing to do but fuck and it got old after a while." 
She listened for any sounds of merriment in the hall 
but there were none. Most of the residents were 
freshmen like herself and not ready to socialize with 
all these strangers.

After her CD finished, though, some laughter came 
through the large ventilation system that seemed to run 
all the way down the hall on both sides. She also heard 
some wretchedly awful music and ... it sounded like 
someone sloppily sucking cock! "My god! They didn't 
waste any time getting to know their neighbors," she 
mused. 

She glanced at her clock and saw it was 8:07. She was 
late for her party. She grabbed her key and 
straightened her hair and then slipped out into the 
deserted hall. She made her way down two doors and 
found that the noises she'd heard through the vents 
were much louder here. She knocked quietly on the door. 
The noises continued as the door was cracked open and 
Norm's head peeked out.

"Oh hey, Mindy. Come on in. That is, if you want to." 
He pulled the door open a bit farther and Mindy clearly 
saw a television with a hardcore porn movie showing. A 
group of both guys and girls sat on beanbags and beds 
drinking beer and joking about the cheesy stuff going 
on in the movie.

Mindy stammered, "I-- I didn't expect that," but she 
slipped in nonetheless and made herself comfortable on 
the corner of a bed.

"That's my bed," Steve said, "and there's a toll for 
sitting on it." He grinned.

"Oh?" Mindy raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Everyone else is starting with beer but if you 
want to sit on my bed you have to start with something 
a little harder." He pulled a small flask from a paper 
bag by a small refrigerator. "Jack Daniels. Best shit 
in the whole world." Mindy wasn't sure about this. 
She'd drunk a bit of beer before but never anything 
like this.

"What's it taste like?" Mindy questioned, meekly 
reaching out her hand to take the flask.

"Well there's only one way to find out," Norm laughed. 
Mindy opened the bottle and sniffed. She grimaced but 
slowly lifted it to her lips and took a sip.

"Ugh!" Mindy nearly spat it out but realized that 
wouldn't be very neighborly of her. She held it out for 
Steve to take back but he shook his head.

"You started it, you'll have to finish it. But if you 
want something else to start, I guess we can let you 
drink beer." He handed her a bottle of Coors and sat 
next to her on the bed. "What do you think of the 
entertainment?"

Mindy watched the TV for a few seconds just as the guy 
in the scene blew a load of cum over a girl's face. 
They were both pretty nasty looking, she thought, but 
she was sure that wasn't what Steve wanted to know. 
"I've seen worse," she admitted. Steve smiled and Mindy 
began sipping her beer.

When the movie was over, two of the girls (both of 
apparently Mexican descent) began arguing about how 
crude and fake it had been. Norm argued that it didn't 
matter because the point was simply to show people 
having sex. It didn't have to be realistic. One of the 
girls pointed out the total lack of plot and got into a 
debate with her friend, who turned out to be her 
roommate, who claimed there had been a plot but it was 
just so thin that it didn't support the movie.

"Heh, what are you, a film major?" Mindy asked, opening 
her second bottle of beer.

"Actually yes, I am. Third year."

"Well have you actually made a film yourself?"

"I did a project late last year. A fifteen minute avant 
garde film about the absurdity of adult movies."

"Yes," Steve said, "Angelica is quite an expert on this 
stuff." He smiled again. Mindy found that smile both 
relaxing and enticing. It made Steve's whole face shine 
and she liked the look.

After a heated debate over the lack of plot, another 
video was put in that it was said would change 
Angelica's mind on porn movies. The star of the movie 
was a woman by the name of Wendy Whoppers and after 
only a few minutes Mindy realized she'd seen this one 
before. She and Aaron had watched it at his place one 
night almost a year ago. Something to do with UFO's and 
Russian spies she believed. But even she had to admit 
that the plot was pretty much nonexistent in this 
movie. She watched nonetheless. Wendy was the only 
woman Mindy had ever actually seen whose breasts were 
bigger than her own.

Angelica suddenly blurted, "Hey Mindy, your tits are 
almost as big as hers!"

"Yeah, thanks for pointing that out," Mindy muttered.

"You know," said Steve, "I think you may be wrong about 
that. Her tits," he motioned to the screen, "are 
uncovered so you can see 'em all. Mindy is still 
clothed so you can't really be sure."

Angelica, who sat on the floor right in front of 
Steve's bed, turned to face the two of them sitting 
atop it. "I can tell. A woman can always tell another 
woman's bra size. You're about, what, a thirty-eight 
D?"

Mindy flushed with embarrassment and looked at the blue 
carpeted floor.

Norm and Steve chimed in, "Aww c'mon Mindy, you might 
as well tell us. It isn't like we're asking you to show 
us, just tell us."

Getting up her courage -- she hadn't been this 
embarrassed in several months -- Mindy cleared her 
throat and quietly announced "thirty-eight double D."

"Shit mother fucker!" exclaimed Antonio, one of the 
other guys in the room. "You have got to be mother 
fucking joking!" Mindy shook her head and tried not to 
look at any of them. "I don't believe you," Antonio 
continued.

"Well too bad," she sneered. She certainly wasn't about 
to bare her breasts for these strangers to see how big 
she was.

But after a few more beers, and a few more sips from 
the flask of J.D. at Steve's insistence that she finish 
it off because it cost him a pretty penny, Mindy was 
feeling a little less inhibited. She and everyone else 
had pretty much lost interest in the movie and had 
started talking amongst themselves about how they'd get 
a constant supply of alcohol into the dorm for all the 
underage people.

After several minutes Antonio got up to stretch and 
looked out the window. "Holy shit!" he laughed. 
"There's some dude across the way out on the ledge. And 
he's naked!"

This statement had everyone on their feet and pressing 
against the large plate glass. Sure enough, some guy in 
the A3 hall across the lawn was standing out on the 
narrow ledge which ran along the entire hall. And sure 
enough, he was half naked. He wore a t-shirt but his 
pants were around his knees. Apparently he was taking a 
piss over the edge.

Norm turned the winch that opened his half of the 
window and yelled out, "Hey man, be careful where you 
wave that thing! There are ladies present!"

Antonio, staying out of sight, yelled in a somewhat 
disguised voice, "You call that a dick?"

"Hey fuck you!" the guy across the way yelled. "Don't 
make me come over there and beat your ass."

"Yeah, I'm sure you'd like to beat my ass with that 
little thing," Antonio yelled again. Angelica was 
laughing while telling him to cut it out before anyone 
got in too much trouble or the guy really did come 
around to see them.

"Hey man," Norm called. "We've got a chick here who'll 
get your little prick up and longer than ever before."

"Oh yeah? Show me!"

Norm pulled Mindy over to the open window and told her 
to flash the guy. "Hee hee, he'll probably blow a load 
right on the spot and fall off the ledge," he laughed.

"I don't really think I should," Mindy protested as her 
clouding mind worked through the details of the 
situation.

"Don't worry, he can't hurt you. He's all the way over 
there. Besides, we're all here and we'll protect you if 
he comes over."

Angelica, Antonio, and Steve all agreed. Only the quiet 
little Juanita thought this was a bad idea, but she was 
easily out voiced. Mindy bunched her t-shirt up under 
her neck, her light blue bra showing proudly in the 
bright moonlight.

"No, that's not flashing. You've gotta take off your 
bra. Here, let me help you." Antonio worked with the 
clasp at the back of Mindy's bra. She slowly began to 
protest but by then it was hanging loose. "Okay, now 
lift that up!"

Mindy did as she was told. She slipped the thin fabric 
of her bra up off her tits flashed the guy across the 
lawn good. Everyone in the room with her leaned forward 
to get a good look at her, even the girls.

"Well hell missy," began Angelica, "you really got 
something there."

"Oh yeah," agreed Steve as he drooled.

"So where is this chick?" called the guy across the way 
with his cock still hanging out. "I wanna see her you 
lying sacks of shit."

"I'm right here!" Mindy tried to yell but found her 
voice just squeaked a bit.

"Here, get out on the ledge so he can see you and then 
he'll shut up," Norm suggested, helping Mindy up onto a 
low table by the window. She dutifully stepped up and 
began slipping out through the window as three pair of 
hands latched onto her waist and hips. "Steady, we 
don't want you falling," Norm said helpfully. But his 
hands were not holding her tight, they were working at 
the fly of her denim shorts. 

Steve was the one holding her from falling over. Once 
her fly was unbuttoned and unzipped, Norm and Angelica 
slid her shorts down Mindy's luscious legs and then her 
panties went off the same way. They then pulled her top 
over her head and off, leaving her in just shoes and 
socks. She protested and asked for her clothes back but 
they all told her it would be over soon. They just 
wanted to shut the guy up across the way and be done 
with it.

Mindy groggily agreed and slipped out onto the rough 
ledge, small rocks and dead leaves crunching beneath 
her feet. She stood tall and proud as her companions 
cheered her on, her heavy breasts thrust forward and 
legs spread about half a foot apart so her blonde pubic 
hair was also clearly visible.

"Oh fuck!" the guy across the way yelled. "Damn you're 
hot! Come over here and we'll fuck! I've been waiting 
for a girl like you."

"Yeah, as if!" Mindy snapped, suddenly feeling 
vulnerable as the cool wind of night caressed her 
nakedness. Her nipples and clit began to stiffen with 
mild excitement. Her arms instinctively crossed over 
her chest but her pussy was left on display. The guy in 
A3 continued making lewd remarks about wanting to 
squeeze and suck and fuck her big tits, and his hollers 
were joined by a half dozen others as windows were 
opened not only on his hall but the ones below it as 
well.

Mindy surveyed the scene before her, growing unsteady 
as she looked down twenty feet to the grass and 
realized she had only about a foot and a half of ledge 
to stand on. She glanced up and saw faces pressed to 
the windows of two dozen rooms, some open and some 
closed. Some of the faces were boys, others girls, and 
still others were too difficult to discern in this 
light.

Someone behind her grabbed Mindy's right arm and pulled 
her back. She automatically threw out both arms to 
steady herself, once again leaving her full breasts 
exposed. The cheering across the lawn increased in 
volume and crudeness as she was pulled back into Norm 
and Steve's room and the window shut.

"Wow," she breathed, "that was almost fun."


Chapter 2 - The Little Redhead That Could


Sunday afternoon came around and Mindy finally got to 
meet her new roommate. She hadn't been expecting anyone 
to walk in on her as she sat massaging her exposed 
crotch while reading a porn story she'd found on the 
internet. The sound of a key in the lock sent her 
scrambling to pull her pants up and close her web 
browser. She just barely managed to disguise her 
actions as the door swung open with a thud against the 
side of her closet.

"Oh hi, you must be, uhh, Mindy?" said the attractive 
redheaded girl in the hallway.

"Y-yes, yes I am. Mindy Chase."

The redhead stepped in and dumped a load of clothes 
onto what she guessed would be her bed, as the other 
was already made. "Hi, my name's Tamara Jenkins. I'll 
be your roommate!" The two young women shook hands. 
Mindy noted they would very likely be the most popular 
girls on the hall.

Aside from Mindy's incredible 38DD chest, Tammie looked 
to be at least a 36C. Mindy's long, flowing golden hair 
and Tammie's long flaming red would make them easy to 
spot in any crowd. What's more, both of them were above 
average eight, again making them easy to pick out in a 
crowd. Mindy could tell she'd like being close to 
Tammie but worried whether the other girl would feel 
uncomfortable.

Tammie was noticing the same things and her fears 
likewise turned toward the other girl being 
uncomfortable getting dressed and undressed in front of 
her. She'd have to play it cool for a while to become 
good friends and then push slowly into the realm of 
near lesbianism -- "accidentally" brushing against 
Mindy's thigh and "accidentally" walking in on her 
after a shower. This year promised to be quite 
stimulating.

Tammie drafted Mindy to help her lug her remaining 
belongings up from her little Ford Escort. They chatted 
the whole time about ground rules for their room. No 
boyfriends could sleep over without prior approval, no 
loud music after 9 o'clock, no booze or cigarettes at 
all (both girls stressed this point), and the room was 
to be kept as clean as possible to avoid attracting 
ants and any unpleasantries.

On their way back to the elevator with Tammie's second 
load, a rather handsome, athletic guy met up with them. 
"Hey babe," he said to Tammie, sliding an arm around 
her waist and kissing her on the cheek. "Who's your 
friend?"

"Kevin, this is my new roommate. Mindy, this is Kevin, 
my boyfriend."

"Nice to meet you Kevin," Mindy said, extending her 
hand. Kevin took it and shook heartily. Mindy was 
impressed to be treated so firmly. She just hated when 
guys limply shook her hand as if they'd break her in 
two if they were any stronger. She smiled 
appreciatively. "You two make quite a cute couple. How 
long have you been together?"

"Just since before summer," Tammie purred, snuggling 
against Kevin.

"Oh really? That's cool. I broke up with my guy right 
in the middle of summer."

Tammie frowned. "Gee Mindy, I'm sorry to hear that. Was 
he an asshole?"

Mindy shook her head. "No, he was a pretty decent guy. 
But he... well let's just say he got out of hand and we 
parted ways. So tell me, how did you two meet?"

Tammie stopped in her tracks for a moment, then 
continued on. She wasn't exactly ready to tell her 
torrid tale to this new girl with whom she'd be sharing 
a room for the next nine months. Perhaps in time, if 
she thought it could get her extra close to Mindy for a 
sympathetic hug or maybe to be cradled in the girl's 
arms right up against that magnificent chest. For now, 
the story would have to wait.

"We had an art appreciation class together," Tammie 
finally said with a smile.

"Ooh, I see. Did you have any nude models in your 
class?" Mindy joked.

"Actually we did have one," Kevin put in. Tammie 
elbowed him in the side to shut him up. "And I don't 
mind telling you she was one fine lady."

Mindy raised her eyebrows and laughingly said, "Uh oh, 
looks like trouble in paradise already, Tam."

"Tammie. I don't like being called Tam."

"Oh, okay. Sorry. I didn't know."

The trio worked to unpack all of Tammie's belongings 
and get her set up in her new home. More than a few 
guys from the hall stopped to check out the hot pair of 
babes that had moved in. Most had already met (and 
ogled) Mindy, but to find that her roommate was just as 
delectable made them all very hard. Too bad for them 
that Kevin always showed his face and athletic build 
just as one of them was starting to thoroughly enjoy 
eyeing Tammie's chest and legs.

It was dinner time when Tammie's stuff was finally 
settled in, so they made their way down to the 
cafeteria to get some food and maybe watch a few 
minutes of that juggling act. The dining room, which 
took up the entirety of D wing's ground floor, was 
lined with simple white cloth covered tables of food 
and refreshments and utterly packed with students. The 
food was adequate and was wolfed down by the starving 
students who'd been doing a lot of lifting and loading 
and unloading all day.

The jugglers were a couple of bizarre fellows whose 
jokes seemed to be aimed more at trying to get the 
other one to screw up than at making the audience 
laugh, but they were passable. In all the evening was 
rather boring and Tammie and Mindy decided to go back 
to their room and watch some TV. Tammie asked if Kevin 
could stay the night. 

Mindy had been expecting the question for the last two 
hours but pretended to consider the pros and cons. She 
finally agreed and they locked themselves into their 
room for the night, Mindy lying on her stomach on her 
bed while Tammie and Kevin snuggled on the other, the 
television sitting atop Tammie's dresser which they'd 
pulled into the middle of the room up against the 
window. It was a cheap little 13 inch black and white 
that Mindy had brought from home but it worked well 
enough.

"Maybe with my scholarship money I'll have enough left 
over in a few months to buy a new TV," Mindy said 
during a commercial.

"Oh hey, that would be great!" cheered Tammie between 
french kisses with Kevin. Mindy tried not to notice the 
fact that they couldn't wait to be alone and suggested 
she could go shower.

"Oh, are you sure?" Kevin asked, sounding almost hurt.

"Yeah, I'll leave you two alone for a while," Mindy 
laughed. She gathered her towel, soap, and shampoo and 
made her way down the hall toward the women's bathroom. 
Loud and very unusual electronic music pulsed from the 
room next door, the room occupied by Bruce and John the 
two electrical engineering majors. Their door was 
slightly ajar and Mindy could hear them talking either 
to each other or to another guy -- she was having 
trouble hearing distinct voices but was almost certain 
there was a third and maybe fourth guy in the room.

The shower was hot and relaxing after her afternoon 
moving furniture and lugging boxes from Tammie's car. 
She stayed in until her skin was about ready to wrinkle 
and then stepped out to dry herself off. Another girl, 
Erica from directly across the hall, was coming into 
the shower room and was startled to find Mindy standing 
there naked.

"Oops, sorry Mindy," she said, shielding her eyes.

"Hey Erica. It's okay, I haven't got anything you 
don't." Mindy laughed out loud and rubbed herself down 
with the towel. Erica made her way blindly to the 
middle shower stall and turned on the water. She kept 
her back to Mindy the entire time until, to her relief, 
the buxom blonde was out the door and headed back to 
her own room. Erica was a very late bloomer and as 
Mindy had the biggest pair of breasts in the whole 
school probably, she didn't want to be ridiculed the 
way she had been throughout high school.

Mindy returned to her room to find the lights off and 
Tammie moaning softly. "Don't mind me," she whispered, 
"I'll just get my clothes and go into the lounge for a 
while."

The moaning stopped and Tammie apologized breathlessly, 
"No no, it's alright. We were just, uhh, getting 
comfortable for the night. There's no reason for you to 
leave on our behalf."

"You sure?"

It was Kevin who replied softly, "Yeah, this is your 
room after all. I am but a guest. Don't let me put you 
out." Mindy shrugged and stepped fully into the room. 
She shut and locked the door behind her and, in the 
darkness, fumbled for her dresser drawers. She dressed 
in a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt and slipped into 
her bed.

"Goodnight Tammie. Goodnight Kevin."

"Goodnight Mindy," the couple said in chorus.

Not ten minutes later Mindy heard Tammie whispering, 
"Oof, not now you dork. Not with Mindy here. Hey! Hee 
hee, get your hand out of there you dirty boy."

Then Kevin's voice came lightly to Mindy's ears. "I 
don't mind if she watches and I know you don't either." 
A moment later Tammie was breathing hard and purring 
like a sex kitten. Mindy turned onto her side facing 
them. The moonlight coming in through the window blinds 
was just enough for her to make out their joint form. 
Tammie was apparently naked and facing Mindy while 
Kevin pressed himself into her back. Kevin had his arms 
around Tammie with one hand rolling and squeezing her 
tits as the other hand worked slowly between the 
redhead's thighs. 

Tammie and Mindy made eye contact briefly before Tammie 
turned to face Kevin. They kissed noisily and then 
Tammie rolled on top of him. She straddles his hips and 
hung her heavy breasts over his face. He nipped at them 
as his hands kneaded her ass cheeks. Another moment 
passed before Tammie's body began sliding up and down 
and her breathing became even more erratic, small cries 
of ecstasy sprinkling through the sounds of her 
bedsprings creaking.

Mindy was getting quite turned on. She watched the 
whole lewd spectacle with fascination. By the time 
Tammie whimpered her way through what Mindy knew to be 
a powerful orgasm, Mindy's own pillow was covered in 
drool. She was enthralled by the redhead's large 
breasts bouncing and jiggling in Kevin's face. The only 
time she'd ever witnessed such a scene as an observer 
and not a participant had been watching herself and 
Jennifer on the video tape her brother's friends had 
forced them to make earlier that year. This was very 
different. This was another woman in live action whose 
tits were magnificent.

 Mindy hadn't yet gotten a chance to actually see 
Tammie's pussy but hoped to god that the redhead hadn't 
shaved it clean. If the color of the hair on her head 
was any indication, Tammie's bush would be a delicacy 
to be savored as often as possible.

Mindy watched through Tammie's second orgasm and then 
Kevin began gasping that he was almost there. Tammie 
thrust her tits into his face and he bit and licked at 
them ferociously. He too cried out quietly as his body 
tensed and he shot his wad of hot cum up into Tammie's 
womb. He then rolled her over, nearly rolling both of 
them off the bed, and kissed all over her face and 
neck. They exchanged words of love and adoration before 
settling into a comfortable position to fall asleep in 
each other's arms.

Now Mindy was just sad. She pitifully remembered having 
someone to fall asleep with, someone to tell her he 
loved her and would always be by her side. She wept 
quietly into her drool covered pillow and awoke late in 
the morning.

The first real week of school began with a bang. There 
wasn't a single student on B3 who didn't complain about 
at least one of their professors or about having to 
hike to the ends of the earth of this or that class. 
The small groups of would-be friends which had formed 
over the first three days of orientation shifted and 
melded into more permanent alliances as people 
discovered they had classes together or could mooch off 
of the work of others and sleep in a while longer.

As expected, every guy on the hall wanted Mindy and 
Tammie to be in his little group of friends. In private 
they often laughed about possibly flashing every guy on 
the hall at some point just to remind them of what they 
would probably never get to feel. 

Mindy got to see Tammie's gloriously trimmed but 
unshaven red pubic hair on a couple of occasions 
between staggering their shower times and getting 
dressed/undressed every morning and night. She was in 
heaven. She loved the look of it. She'd never actually 
seen a red bush before and it fascinated her. She 
wanted to run her fingers through it but would wait as 
long as necessary.

As to Kevin, well he stayed over every other night. He 
was also a student of the university but lived off 
campus. His three apartment roommates, he said, were 
jerk offs who would rather surf the internet looking 
for porn than keeping the place clean or, heaven 
forbid, actually go out and meet some real women. Kevin 
was already talking with some people he'd met in 
classes about renting an apartment together. 

Each of them had a problem with their current roommates 
and wanted out, and each thought they'd found 
respectable new friends within their new little group. 
Until then, Kevin spent most of his nights in Tammie's 
bed and on every one of those occasions Mindy would 
either be woken by the sounds or would fall asleep to 
the sounds of the couple making passionate love.

And they weren't quiet about it at all. Erica shyly 
asked Mindy if she'd been the one making all the noise 
on Tuesday night. Mindy had to, unfortunately, tell her 
the truth that it had been Tammie and Kevin. "Geez, 
what's it like living with rabbits?" Erica asked.

"Huh?" Mindy wasn't entirely sure what she meant.

"Well if all that noise was those two, girlfriend they 
fuck like rabbits! You should head 'em when you're not 
in the room. All this 'Oh baby. Oh yeah! Fuck me 
harder. Ooh, give it to me.' shit."

"Wow, I had no idea." Mindy was intrigued. It didn't 
take long for her to get her chance to hear it live, 
either. By Thursday night Tammie was sheepishly asking 
Mindy if she'd like to 'do more than just watch'. Mindy 
played dumb to get Tammie to say it in so many words.

"Well," the redhead began, wringing her hands and 
trying to look away. "It's just that Kevin is here a 
lot and I know it isn't fair to you to have to lie 
there watching us all the time. It's got to be pretty 
hard not having a boyfriend of your own. Until you find 
the right man, I just kind of -- well I just kind of 
thought you might like to... Well I've seen the way you 
look at us when we're, you know, making out. I've seen 
you drooling on your pillow and even rubbing your pussy 
when you thought I wasn't looking. Would you like to 
sample my Kevin?"

Mindy was shocked. Never in her wildest dreams had she 
even considered having sex with Kevin. Her desire 
burned just for Tammie, but now that the redhead 
mentioned it, it did sound good. Mindy liked the idea 
of having a hard cock sliding in and out of her and 
especially one that was totally consensual.

Tammie stammered, "You don't have to if you don't want 
to. I'll understand. I just don't want you to feel so 
lonely and have to, you know, get yourself off all the 
time."

Mindy sat in silence for many minutes. She finally got 
up her will and refused the offer. "I really couldn't, 
Tammie. I know you mean well, but I just couldn't. I 
don't want to ever come between the two of you. You 
seem so happy and right for each other. I'm a third 
wheel. Don't worry about me, though. I'll find someone 
soon."


Chapter 3 - Sister Act, Too


The second week of school saw things calming down in 
the dorms. Class schedules were becoming routine, meal 
times were starting to come around at times when 
students were actually hungry, and the social order of 
the B3 hall was solidified into distinct groups. 

On the one hand you had the athletes and the wanna be 
athletes who'd spend a lot of time at the gym and 
pretending to be working out but in fact were scoping 
for dates. Mindy knew the kind all too well thanks to 
her sincere interest throughout high school in sports. 
She'd known more than her fair share of guys who 
pretending to be jocks just to try and have something 
in common with her.

On another hand were the gold diggers. These were a 
group of five girls who lived down near the far end of 
the hall who spent just about every evening watching 
Melrose Place and chattering about it as if it were 
real life. These, Mindy considered, were the 
degenerates whose time at college was engineered by 
their rich parents simply to find them doctors or 
lawyers to marry. Not a one of them had any real reason 
to attend university.

The last recognizable group were the geeks. The 
computer junkies and Star Trek fans that didn't really 
hang out so much as wandered about talking nonsense 
about "PCI busses" and eunuchs. No one else really 
liked these people (who were almost all male but not 
entirely) but they didn't get in anyone's way so they 
were accepted.

Finally were the non-grouped people. This is the group 
to which Mindy and Tammie, Norm and Steve belonged. 
They tried to get along with everyone and, in Norm's 
case especially, spent most of their time hanging out 
with people from outside the hall.

Mindy didn't like the feeling of not fitting in, 
though. She wouldn't have minded joining the jocks 
except for the fact that they always spent most of 
their time joking amongst themselves about getting her 
into a tight track uniform and going jogging with her, 
watching her tits bounce wildly the whole time. Either 
that or getting her into the weight room and spotting 
her on the bench press, leering down at her up-thrust 
tits as she struggled to push the bar all the way up. 
She just felt she ought to avoid that whole disaster-
waiting-to-happen.

So her interest turned to sororities. She'd heard there 
were some respectable ones on this campus and went 
looking. It wasn't hard to find people promoting their 
fraternities and sororities around the school. Flyers 
were passed out or stapled to message boards, and 
pledges wandered around in groups proudly wearing their 
soon-to-be organization's letters on their shirts and 
sweatshirts.

After days of sifting through the various materials, 
which all seemed to be pretty generic from one group to 
the next, Mindy decided to check out something called 
Sigma Omega Epsilon. She hadn't seen anyone at all 
wearing their letters or shouting about how great they 
were, which intrigued Mindy. The whole mystery of it 
attracted her. 

Their house was apparently situated in a prime location 
on the hill overlooking the entire campus, so maybe 
they didn't feel they needed to tell everyone how cool 
they were -- the right people would seek them out and 
become popular. She phoned the number provided for 
pledging the sorority and was granted an interview with 
one of the elder sisters.

Tammie tried to warn Mindy about getting into a 
sorority. She'd heard from friends who'd gone to 
college the year before that they could make you do 
just about anything and if you refused, they'd never 
let you or any of your friends in. They might even 
black list you with other sororities so they'd never 
consider you for membership. 

Mindy, however, was sure she could take whatever they 
dished out. After all, she told herself, these will be 
women who would understand her. Nothing they could 
throw her way could be as bad as what she and Jennifer 
had endured in high school.

Mindy arrived at the sorority house a few minutes ahead 
of schedule and was made to sit in a luxurious room 
adorned with velvet upholstered chairs and sofa and 
prints of classical nude paintings on the walls. She 
was quite comfortable until the door swung open and she 
met her elder.

"Hello, I am Sister Sheena," said the foul-looking 
woman with deep set brown eyes and frizzy brown hair. 
"I understand you want to become a Sister."

Mindy swallowed nervously before replying. "Yes, that's 
right. I'd like to join your sorority."

"How did you hear of us?"

"I saw one of your flyers around campus. Very 
mysterious. I love that."

"I see," said Sister Sheena, taking a seat on the 
velvet upholstered sofa. "What do you know of our 
sisterhood? We have very strict rules of conduct and I 
must be assured that you will uphold them without 
question."

"Well I-- I guess I really don't know that much. I was 
just so intrigued by the mystery of you that I decided 
I'd check you out."

The unattractive little woman leaned forward, placing 
her elbows on knees and pressing her fingertips 
together at her lips. "Let me ask you this. Have you 
ever wanted the world to know the true beauty of the 
female form?"

"Don't most people already know it? I mean, that's why 
we're all alive, isn't it?" Mindy laughed but cut it 
short when she saw the woman was still quite serious. 
Almost deadly serious. Mindy shivered.

"Mindy, there are people in the world who feel that the 
female form is something to be hidden, to be ashamed 
of. And yet it's the way half of the world's population 
is born. Then there are people, like myself and my 
sisters, who feel there is an inherent beauty in it and 
that trying to hide the reality does untold damage to 
everyone, male and female alike. Do you understand?" 

Mindy was beginning to. 

"As a sister of Sigma Omega Epsilon, you would be 
required to uphold the house principles and to make a 
bold statement about your refusal to be ashamed of the 
way you were born."

"So you're, like..." the word just wouldn't come out of 
Mindy's mouth.

"We're proud of what we are, that's all. And we're not 
afraid to show it sometimes. You'll also find it can be 
a very effective tool when you want something unusual 
or expensive. But above all else, we help one another 
to accept our womanhood and to be proud of it in a 
world of forced shame and humiliation."

Well that did it for Mindy. The chance to rebel against 
the shame and humiliation she'd endured was a sweet 
prize. And she was proud of her womanhood, she just 
wasn't proud of having someone else control how she 
used it. "So how do I join?" she asked matter-of-
factly.

"As with all sororities and fraternities, you must 
pledge during the first quarter of the school year. 
After one week you are up for acceptance. If you don't 
get accepted, don't worry. That just means you didn't 
get a unanimous vote and will be up for acceptance 
again after a month. Only three girls have ever been 
accepted after just one week. Even I was not accepted 
until... some time later."

"So what exactly do I do to pledge?"

"You do basically whatever your elder sisters ask of 
you. Last year we had a girl come in during one of our 
house parties and her elder sister made her act like a 
dog for the whole evening. She stayed in the dog house 
until she was called out to perform and then she went 
back in. The first and foremost person you listen to is 
your Guiding Elder. She is the one who bears the burden 
of proving you worthy to her sisters and without her 
you will never get into the house. 

"If she feels you have not lived up to her standards, 
she will orphan you. Once orphaned, you can be picked 
up by another sister, but it is unlikely. If your 
Guiding Elder promotes you and you are accepted and 
then fail to uphold the house standards, both you and 
she stand to lose your status here, so you really must 
work to make her look good. If all goes well, you 
become an elder sister the following year and take on 
the same responsibility."

Mindy nodded in understanding. "Who would my Guiding 
Elder be?"

"Yours truly, darling." Sister Sheena smiled. She 
didn't look any better smiling than not. "Are you 
prepared to uphold my wishes and do you swear to put 
your entire effort into seeing this pledge through to 
the end?"

Mindy nodded quietly.

"You'll have to speak up, deary."

"Yes, I-- I do."

"Alright, then you are hereby initiated as a pledge to 
the Secret Order of Exhibitionists working under the 
pseudonym Sigma Omega Epsilon. I expect you to return 
here at 6:30 this evening. We have two other pledges 
whose one week trial has come up and we are holding a 
small party to judge their worthiness."

"Secret Order of Exhibitionists?" stammered Mindy.

"That's right hon, we're proud of our womanhood and we 
don't mind showing it sometimes. If you want to back 
out now, you may. But I'll tell you truthfully, you 
probably won't get into any other sorority with that 
mark on your record."

"No, no I'll go through with it. I said I would and I 
will. 6:30 then! What shall I wear?"

"Oh honey, it doesn't matter. We'll have something for 
you to wear as a new pledge anyway."

So at 6:30 Mindy returned to the S.O.E. house wearing 
faded blue jeans and a thick cotton shirt with wide 
colorful stripes running around the midsection. She was 
greeted amicably by several sisters of the house as 
well as a few guys who were introduced as coming from 
the Alpha Tao Omega fraternity. 

They were all gathered around the large front room of 
the house enjoying drinks and snacks while two girls, 
both rather attractive in their own ways, danced disco 
style on the coffee table. Mindy assumed these were the 
two pledges up for acceptance but she was quickly 
ushered off to a back room by Sister Sheena and had no 
time to dwell on the goings on.

"Since this is your first day of initiation and since 
Amy and Veronica are the special stars of tonight, we 
have all agreed to be gentle with you," Sister Sheena 
was saying as she guided Mindy into the back room. 
"Normally the first night would be the most 
intimidating so we could be sure of your willingness to 
go through with the week or month of pledging.

"All you've got to do is to wear this and nothing 
more," Sheena put heavy emphasis on the last two words 
as she picked up a pile of clothes from a table and 
shoved them into Mindy's arms, "and serve food and 
drinks to the frat guys." With that, Sheena left the 
room, closing the door behind her.

Mindy sat in a stiff chair and held the new clothes up 
before her. She had been given a skimpy French maid 
costume which she imagined no actual French maid would 
ever have worn unless she had absolutely nothing to 
hide. The neckline plunged so low that Mindy wasn't 
even sure her breasts would fit beneath the fabric, and 
the skirt was so high and gauzy that her whole ass and 
pussy would probably be on display. 

To top it off, she'd been given a pair of thigh-high 
black nylons and garter belt and a pair of four inch 
heels. She tried to visualize the people she'd seen on 
her way in. It seemed most of the women had been 
skimpily dressed. Mini skirts and fishnet stockings 
seemed all the rage at this sorority as were lace bras 
under incredibly thin nylon tops.

But no one had been wearing quite this little on a body 
as full and ripe as Mindy's. She quickly disrobed, 
leaving her street clothes in the chair and began 
slithering her way into the tight costume. She had to 
pull quite a few tricks just to get the fabric over her 
full chest. 

She realized she could go one of two ways. The first 
was to let her tits hang out completely but cover her 
ass and crotch. The second was to adequately but 
incompletely cover her tits but leave almost her entire 
ass and blonde pussy on display. For several minutes 
she fought with the costume to find some happy medium 
but there was none. There simply was not enough 
material to go around.

Finally deciding that her tits were indeed her best 
asset, and that fully exposing her uncovered pussy lips 
would not be the best option on her first night in 
front of so many new guys, Mindy sat and began pulling 
her black nylons up her long, soft legs. When she sat, 
the skirt of the costume pulled up more than enough to 
expose her womanhood. 

She wouldn't be doing any sitting or bending over 
tonight, she decided. She readjusted the costume to be 
sure her nipples were at least covered. The entire 
upper halves of her breasts were prominently displayed 
over the top of the costume and the deep neckline left 
the entirety of her cleavage open, and naturally her 
very large tits being pressed inward by the small 
costume squished out into every available opening, 
making her cleavage seem all the more impressive with 
her tits fully rubbing one another.

Finally clad, to the best of her ability, in the maid's 
costume, Mindy took a deep breath to calm her nerves. 
"You've been through worse," she told herself as she 
reached for the doorknob. Turning it, she pulled the 
door open a crack just to see who might be outside. One 
of her elder sisters happened to be walking by and 
cheerfully dragged her by the hand out of the back 
room. She introduced herself as Sister Cheryl and told 
Mindy not to be shy.

Cheryl was an attractive brunette of some Asian mix 
ancestry. Her eyes were full and bright and when she 
smiled Mindy felt so relieved she had to smile as well. 
"Here, you can take this tray around to the guys and 
then get drinks," Cheryl said, taking a plate of 
sandwich quarters from the kitchen as they passed and 
handing it to Mindy. Mindy nodded and took another deep 
breath. She stepped into the front room.

The two girls who had been disco dancing earlier were 
now clad only in bras and panties and dancing face to 
face with their hands on each other's hips. Partially 
intoxicated frat guys cheered them on and called for 
their panties to come off. Mindy could only see the 
face of one of the girls as she faced the buxom French 
maid -- the girl was practically frantic with fear. 

Mindy knew the look well. She herself had felt that way 
dancing naked in her own backyard for her brother's 
snot-nosed friends several months before. She felt 
genuinely sorry for the girl but knew that no one got 
into these things (these sorority parties) unless they 
wanted to. The girl was doing it to herself so Mindy 
couldn't help her through it even though she badly 
wanted to.

So Mindy walked through the room, unsteady on her first 
real high heels and trying not to expose either her 
tits or her ass, and offered sandwiches to the guys. 
Several took the food without looking at her, their 
eyes still riveted on the two girls pseudo-lezzing on 
the coffee table, but a few let their gaze wander 
enough to get a face-full of very large, very 
squeezable breasts.

One guy pointed to his plate on the low table before 
him and told Mindy to place his sandwich on it. She 
held her own plate level and looked at him like he was 
an idiot. Why can't he just take a piece and let me go 
on or at least lift his plate for me? But of course she 
knew why.

The guy started to get annoyed that Mindy was just 
standing there, blocking his view of the would-be 
lesbian dancers and not even letting him get a close 
inspection of her cavernous cleavage. He cleared his 
throat noisily and pointed to his plate once more. The 
guys on either side of him turned their heads at the 
irritated sound he'd made. They both cracked smiles as 
they saw what he was doing.

Mindy deduced this would be her initiation rite -- not 
only to serve food and drink in a skimpy costume but to 
be as accommodating to the frat guys as possible. She 
daintily took a quarter of sandwich and bent at the 
waist to place it on the guy's plate. She felt a rush 
of cool air over her ass and realized her skirt had 
come up again, leaving her womanhood wide open for 
anyone behind her -- and most of the crowd was behind 
her at the moment.

Making matters somewhat worse, as she bent over she 
felt the heaviness of her breasts sliding against the 
fabric of her top and realized her tits would soon flop 
out. She made no move to conceal herself but simply 
stood quickly and moved on to other guests.

She made her way about a third of the way around the 
room without incident. But a very drunk guy sitting on 
a sofa by the front window slipped an arm around her 
thighs as she served sandwiches to his friends.

"Hey baby, you wearing any panties under there?" he 
slurred.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Mindy teased, slapping his 
arm away. He reached out again but she had deftly 
slipped off to serve still more guests. Geez, how many 
more guys had shown up after she arrived? There hadn't 
seemed to be this many before.

By the time Mindy made it to the sofa closest to the 
dancing table, both girls there had stripped off their 
bras and their large breasts bounced and swayed with 
their motions. One was working her pink satin panties 
down her thighs, legs clamped tight to hide her 
womanhood as much as possible, while the other girl 
just danced and kept her eyes shut.

"Mindy! Mindy, why aren't you serving our guests drinks 
yet? Don't be so slow, dearie." It was Sister Sheena, 
the one Mindy would have to impress the most in order 
to be accepted as a sister of S.O.E. "Chop chop dearie, 
get that tush in motion."

The shrill words momentarily took the attention of many 
guys away from the dancing girls. They drank up Mindy's 
near nakedness and more than a few reached out to 
caress her thighs or pinch her ass. One even made a 
desperate grab for her top but she caught the movement 
out of the corner of her eye and stepped aside and out 
of his reach. She quickly finished serving sandwiches, 
her increased speed causing her barely contained 
breasts to jiggle lewdly, and made her way back to the 
kitchen.

Gathering a tray of beer mugs and open bottles of Bud, 
Mindy stepped back into the room of hell to find the 
dancing girls both naked and being groped obscenely by 
a dozen guys. Pussy lips and clits were being rubbed, 
tits pinched, and ass cheeks squeezed. Sister Cheryl 
stepped in to announce the girls needed a few feet of 
personal space for their next trick. The guys 
reluctantly moved away but kept their eyes fastened 
onto the two pair of tits and two wonderfully unshaven 
but neatly trimmed pussies, one blonde and the other 
dark brown.

Mindy quickly dispensed drinks to half the room before 
anyone had the nerve to pry their eyes off the already 
naked girls. Mindy herself glanced over her shoulder 
when she got to the front door. The girls were lying in 
a 69 on the coffee table and had just begun licking 
each other's cunt, starting delicately with a thorough 
moistening of the labia and moving inward to a slow 
clit sucking and nibbling which resulted in the 
brunette crying out with a wild orgasm. Everybody, male 
and female, cheered. The lesbian action progressed 
quickly with fingers and tongues being shoved deep into 
vaginas and legs being spread to their widest.

Mindy found one of her customers already had a beer mug 
but was in need of a refill. She carefully balanced her 
tray on one hand and bent over to pour a beer with the 
other. The mug was halfway full when her clothes lost 
their effectiveness and her right breast, always just 
slightly larger and heavier than her left, slipped free 
of the costume and hung straight down like a bloated 
udder. The fullness of it caught many eyes which now 
riveted on her body instead of the lesbian licking. 
That one tit hung loose in the cool air for several 
seconds before the left followed suit. 

Mindy cried out, "Aww shit!" and slammed the bottle of 
beer down on the table. The sudden crash caught still 
more attention to her dangling breasts, nipples 
shriveling slightly in the coolness of the room and 
Mindy's embarrassed, frantic state of mind. She grabbed 
at the neck of the costume, trying to pull it up and at 
least partially over her tits, but lost hold of her 
tray and sent it flipping into the laps of three frat 
guys.

"What the hell is up with this?" roared one guy, a very 
large young man who resembled two football defensive 
blockers combined. He shot to his feet as beer spilled 
over his belly, lap and arms. Mindy gaped and 
temporarily forgot about her fully exposed tits. "These 
are my best pants!" the guy complained loudly. Even the 
frantically licking lesbians, on the verge of mutual 
orgasms, stopped what they were doing to see what the 
ruckus was about. Every eye in the room came to rest on 
Mindy's gargantuan, perfectly formed jugs.

Sister Sheena stormed over to Mindy's side and scolded 
her for insulting a guest by not immediately offering 
to clean up the mess she'd made. She also scolded the 
startled young woman for showing her big tits so 
prominently on what was two other girls' night of 
reckoning. "Are you trying to make your pledge sisters 
look bad? Well are you?!"

"N-- no ma'am. I'm sorry, it-- it just happened. I'm as 
shocked as you are."

"Quiet girl! Now clean up this man's pants." Sister 
Sheena pointed a long, dark finger right at the guy's 
crotch.

Mindy swallowed hard until she found her voice again. 
"Wh-- where is the laundry room? I'll put them in the 
wash."

"No no girl, are you dumb? It's too late for that and 
what if they're dry-clean only? What then, huh?! Get 
down on your knees and ask him what you can do to repay 
him."

Mindy, frightened, startled, and a bit confused, 
dropped to her knees, her skirt riding up to expose her 
ass again, and quietly asked, "How may I repay my 
clumsiness, kind sir who would never hurt me?" She 
hoped her ploy of innocence and true sorrow would sway 
him to be gentle.

"Well you can start by licking the beer off my pants," 
he said gruffly, sitting back down and stretching out 
to offer the best access to his crotch. "Well, get to 
work already."

Mindy's head moved slowly forward as she brought her 
lips to the right leg of the man's jeans. Dry cleaning, 
she was sure, was not necessary for these. She gently 
sucked at the soaked fabric, letting her lips run in 
two parallel lines up the front of his leg. She 
rearranged herself and repeated this with his left leg.

"Very good, now just one spot left to go." She looked 
up to see the guy wink at his buddies on the couch 
beside him. Neither of them had made any move to touch 
her despite her huge tits still hanging free and her 
ass and legs fully exposed as she knelt on the carpet. 
"And use your tongue this time," he added with a tone 
of authority.

Mindy let her tongue slide out from between her lips 
and slowly descended on the man's bulging crotch. At 
first contact of her tongue against the denim, she felt 
his cock twitch beneath the fabric. She thought she 
could make this difficult on him by playing with his 
balls (as much as possible through denim) without 
giving him any real release. 

She sucked and licked at the beer soaked fabric, not 
managing to get any of it clean of course, but managing 
to get the guy's cock fully erect. It was now straining 
up from between his legs, which Mindy knew could be 
uncomfortable for any decently hung guy. And this guy 
was definitely hung. The bulge in his pants measured at 
least seven inches.

As if on cue with Mindy's thoughts, the guy reached 
down and quickly unzipped his fly. He reached in to 
rearrange his meat to a more comfortable position 
sticking straight up. He pulled it out through his open 
fly and told Mindy to clean it, too.

Mindy realized she'd become a bad guess of lengths. The 
guy's cock was nearly nine inches long fully erect! The 
bulbous head was so full and hard that she wasn't sure 
she could get it into her mouth. But she sure as hell 
tried.

It took a bit of working, but Mindy's mouth salivated 
more than enough to let the guy's monstrous cock slide 
into her comparatively small mouth. She slurped down 
until his head was fully within her dripping mouth, 
running her tongue up under the head to make it spasm 
like never before. But just when Mindy was beginning to 
enjoy it, Sister Sheena grabbed her by the shoulders 
and pulled her backward.

"We don't do that here, young woman. If you want to do 
that you take it elsewhere. In this house we show but 
never touch. And you, put that monster back where it 
belongs before we have you thrown out permanently." The 
guy quickly complied, not wanting to lose his 
privileges to attend this exclusive sorority's 
functions. Everyone who even knew about S.O.E. knew 
that its members were notoriously easy and almost 
always excellent lays.

Sister Sheena led Mindy by the upper arm back into the 
kitchen and scolded her repeatedly for her actions. 
Mindy hadn't even taken the time to cover her tits yet, 
and after Sister Sheena's abuse she wasn't sure she 
should even bother with it. She didn't want to lose her 
chance to be a part of this sorority. If she was not 
going to be a member, it would be of her own decision, 
not theirs.


Chapter 4 - Big Woman on Campus 


Two days after her embarrassing foibles at the S.O.E. 
house, Mindy was called back to meet with the elder 
sisters. She faced a panel of five women, ranging from 
about nineteen to perhaps twenty-seven. They all sat in 
comfortable velour recliners arranged in a semi-circle 
around her while she stood.

Sister Cheryl, the attractive Asiatic spoke first. 
"Your performance the other night was extreme, but not 
so extreme to warrant an immediate discharge. We have 
decided to give you a second chance to prove yourself 
worthy of the Secret Order of Exhibitionists. Since it 
is that you had such a fun time first exposing yourself 
and then performing sexually explicit acts in front of 
guests, your new trials will be suited to your obvious 
talents."

"We have chosen to put you through an accelerated one 
week trial," announced Sister Tabitha, a ravishing but 
very small-framed English woman. Her accent was almost 
exactly that of the woman from that television series 
Frasier, but her voice was somewhat deeper and 
commanding.

Sister Sheena continued, "During the next week, and 
with supervision from your elder sisters, you are to go 
naked in public at least two times. This is to include 
any publicly accessible location other than restrooms 
or elevators unless the elevator is part of your path. 
During these two instances, you will have a planned 
route from which you may not deviate no matter what. 
Deviation will be cause for immediate discharge from 
the pledging process. Your routes must be pre-approved 
by one of the five of us."

There was a pause. Mindy cleared her throat and said, 
"I understand elders. I will not let you down again."

"That is not all, dearie," Sister Sheena chuckled. 
"Additional to this, you will be required to perform 
fully nude sexual acts with at least one person, male 
or female but who is not in any way connected to 
S.O.E., in an equally public location. All three of 
these must be performed independent of one another and 
must be completed and verified by the overseeing elder 
within one week from today. This is Wednesday, so 
you're lucky. You get a weekend when not many people 
will be on campus. However you must complete all three 
trials by the end of next Tuesday in order to be 
considered for sisterhood."

Sister Tabitha spoke again. "If you are having any 
doubts about your abilities or your desire to become a 
proud sister of S.O.E. then say so now. Otherwise you 
will be expected to perform and failure to do so may 
blacklist you from joining other sororities."

Mindy shook her head. "No. I will do this. You won't be 
disappointed."

"Very well then. Let the week of testing begin."

Mindy spoke at length of Sister Cheryl regarding her 
first trial. Cheryl seemed the nicest and most helpful 
of the elders and Mindy was certain she would not put 
her through anything too difficult. They arranged to 
meet that night in Mindy and Tammie's dorm room for 
Mindy's first trial.

Mindy told Tammie nothing about it but wore only a 
sweat shirt and sweat pants with nothing underneath 
them until she was out of the dorms altogether. No 
sense in giving everyone on her hall such a great view. 
After all, she had to live with them day in and day 
out. Might as well go for total strangers.

Cheryl arrived at the scheduled time, five minutes 
after nine when most people would either be cramming 
for exams the following day or watching TV. Cheryl was 
notably impressed with Tammie when she saw her. "This 
is your roommate, Mindy?" Mindy nodded. "Wow, I never 
knew they allowed two such lovely women to live in the 
same hall -- might cause problems for a lot of guys." 
She winked at Tammie, who smiled back from her desk 
where she was reading up for the following day. "So 
Min, you ready to go?"

"Yep. Just let me get my key in case Tammie isn't in or 
is asleep when I get back."

"Where you going?" Tammie asked.

"Just out and around campus for a while. I just need 
some air and someone to go with me. I didn't want to 
bother you since you're so busy reading."

"This can wait. Anytime you need to go somewhere on 
campus, just let me know. I'll go with you. Better that 
than having you get attacked in the dark." The concern 
was evident on Tammie's lightly freckled face.

Cheryl chimed in, "Well you can come if you want to, 
but just promise not to be surprised." She smiled and 
her whole face lit up. Mindy stared at her fearfully. 
How could she ask Tammie to come along to watch her 
streaking the campus?

Tammie put her book down and turned off the lamp over 
her head. She grabbed her keys and slipped on her 
shoes. "I could use a walk anyway. Eating all this dorm 
food is making me fat." Tammie, of course, had never 
looked better in her life. All the wild sex with Kevin 
was burning the calories faster than she could take 
them in, except when she took them in the form of 
Kevin's semen.

Cheryl led the roommates down and out through the front 
door of the dormitory. Once out of sight she turned to 
Mindy and ordered, "Time to strip."

Tammie watched in fascination as Mindy dutifully pulled 
her sweat pants down to her ankles and worked them off 
over her tennis shoes. Tammie gasped when she saw Mindy 
wore no underwear but was secretly glad for the site of 
her roommate's firm ass turned up toward her. 

She glanced left and right to be sure no one was 
looking, then turned back to Mindy as the sweatshirt 
came up over her head, her proud breasts jutting forth 
mightily, inviting Tammie to touch and squeeze them. 
But she resisted, her uncertainty of these events 
taking focus in her mind.

Mindy handed her clothes to Cheryl who commented on 
Mindy's great body. Mindy then began a fast walk, just 
short of a jog, along the route she had shown to Cheryl 
earlier in the day. Down the road from the dorms they 
went, right toward the heart of campus. The road forked 
just in front of a large engineering building, the left 
fork leading off to the back streets of the school and 
the second dormitory, the right leading out toward the 
front of campus, administration buildings and the most 
popular parking lots. 

Mindy turned left and pushed herself to get through 
this darkest stretch as quickly as she could. The lack 
of much light would help hide her nakedness but it 
could just as easily hide a predator, and the last 
thing she wanted was to be jumped by a rapist and left 
beaten, fucked, and possibly killed by the side of the 
road.

Only one car passed the trio as they trudged first up 
and then down a small hill near the middle of campus. 
The driver honked the horn several times and made 
demeaning remarks at high volume, but continued 
driving, to Mindy's great relief.

Mindy cut a sharp right and now headed straight into 
the best lit area of campus. Before her, about three 
hundred yards, stood a tall clock tower which marked 
the original center of the campus. But of course the 
school had expanded in the past forty years and no 
longer resembled the efficient, futuristic ideal it 
once symbolized.

None of that mattered now, though. Mindy was about to 
walk naked through the best lit and often most crowded 
spot on campus with her mammoth breasts bouncing and 
jiggling proudly. She looked down once to see her 
condition -- flushed chest belying her inner delight at 
the idea of it all, hard nipples telling of both the 
cool air and her excitement, and a thin coat of 
perspiration denoting her frenzied pace.

And sure enough, there were a few people there by the 
clock tower. She was still too distant to make out 
detail, but she saw their forms move across the pinhole 
lights that traced up all four sides of the concrete 
tower.

Even before coming into view, though, Mindy found 
herself in the line of sight of a man making his way 
out the back door of an auditorium class. The man was 
wheeling an A/V cart (television and VCR) out of an 
emptying class. He looked up briefly and did a double 
take. 

He gawked at Mindy's complete nudity (failing to 
register her shoes since his gaze never got that far 
down) and clutched at his chest. A moment later he was 
clutching his crotch. Mindy tried to ignore him as she 
moved on, her pace quickening. Tammie and Cheryl, both 
fully dressed, followed about twenty feet behind, 
chattering about Mindy's predicament.

A moment passed before a very loud and very shrill 
whistle caught Mindy's attention. Instinctively she 
turned to face it, her large breasts swaying enticingly 
as two guys who were apparently coming around the side 
of the auditorium whistled and called to her.

She hesitated a moment, not sure if she should cover 
herself or walk right up to the guys to give them a 
good feel. She decided to maximize her effect while 
minimizing her time spent in such a vulnerable state. 
She waved to the guys and shook her tits hard, making 
them bounce side to side and slap together several 
times, then turned and continued on her fast paced walk 
toward the clock tower.

As she neared, Mindy could see there were three people 
standing and sitting around the tower. One seemed to be 
female and she wasn't sure about another -- long hair 
and a pretty frail body, but in this light she just 
couldn't be sure. The third was an Asian male who 
clearly thought himself to be a hip hop gangsta god; 
low-hanging, baggy black pants, white tank top, and 
what seemed to be a red and white striped handkerchief 
tied around his head.

Mindy walked right into the middle of the patterned 
tile courtyard in which the clock tower stood, letting 
the light from within shine out through the hundreds of 
fist sized holes and all over her voluptuous body. She 
did a pirouette, arms out to her sides for fullest 
exposure, and stopped facing the three strangers, her 
tits once again slapping against each other from her 
sudden stop.

"Dayamn bitch!" called the gangsta, taking a few steps 
closer to Mindy. "You come here often?" At this close 
range, Mindy could tell that the bandana around the 
guy's head depicted the Japanese "Rising Sun" image of 
a single red circle casting off rays of red light.

Collecting all her nerve, Mindy retorted, "I could cum 
anytime, anyplace."

The gangsta's friends laughed heartily, eyeing Tammie 
and Cheryl suspiciously. But the Asian male moved 
closer to Mindy, circling her and taking in every 
sensuous curve with his wide, disbelieving eyes.

"You're pretty damn fine, girl. Why don't you give me 
your number and I can come over later. We'll party." He 
reached out a hand to stroke the long golden strands of 
hair which spilled over Mindy's left shoulder.

"Go ahead, feel 'em. They're real." Mindy just about 
died when she heard herself saying that, but she was 
determined to appear strong and in total control.

It didn't take much encouraging for the guy to move his 
hand slowly down Mindy's smooth shoulder to her chest 
and then to cup her gloriously heavy and unblemished 
left breast. He hefted it up and felt its weight, 
nodded in appreciation. Then he stroked his hand gently 
over her right breast, feeling the hard nub of her 
nipple with each fingertip. 

Mindy shuddered at the gentleness of his touch and was 
about to ask him to feel her pussy when he suddenly 
clamped his hand over her breast, pushed her back the 
two steps to the concrete tower, and sealed his lips to 
hers. His tongue wriggled its way between her lips and 
began exploring her teeth and gums as his left hand 
firmly squeezed her right breast. This feeling was not 
so pleasurable for the young woman who much preferred 
gentle caresses, and she squirmed to free herself.

"Whoa whoa! Back off hombre!" Cheryl commanded, 
mistaking the man's ethnicity in the dim light. "This 
is a show and tell, not a kiss and feel." She planted a 
hand firmly on the guy's shoulder and tugged him back. 
He spun and prepared to slap at her, but caught himself 
just in time.

"She offered, I accepted. Can't blame a guy for that," 
he said smoothly.

Cheryl then waved Mindy along, her route through campus 
not yet complete.

"Call me sometime! Extension 2576. We'll party 'till it 
hurts," the guy shouted as Mindy moved off toward the 
parking lots.

The three young women were quickly back in darkness as 
they made their way around to the backside of Commons. 
An ATM machine was the last thing here before a tall 
set of concrete stairs which led right to the parking 
lot below. This was probably the third most used 
parking lot on campus, being close to just about 
everything but not nearly as large as some others. 
Mindy saw a man using the ATM machine. He seemed pretty 
focused on what he was doing and Mindy made it 
completely past him without any sign that he even knew 
she existed.

Irritated by the lack of attention, Mindy turned back 
to him, stepped to within three feet, and asked, "Can I 
borrow a twenty?"

"Yeah right," the guy muttered as he turned his head. 
Once his eyes fell on her, his jaw dropped open and a 
little squeak found its way out of his throat. He eyed 
her from head to foot and then back again. Mindy just 
stood there watching him, hands on hips, and waited for 
an intelligent response. None seemed forthcoming as the 
man just stammered and gawked and tried to hide the 
quickly growing bulge in his pants.

Mindy smiled. She brought her right hand lightly to her 
breast and traced the outline of her areola, saying, "I 
sure could use twenty bucks to buy some clothes."

Like a dumb machine the guy handed her the bills he'd 
just gotten out of the ATM, never taking his eyes off 
her spectacular body. Mindy accepted and thanked him, 
then turned and swayed her hips enticingly as she went 
for the staircase. The man was still staring like an 
idiot when Tammie and Cheryl passed and were out of 
sight.

Mindy bounced down the stairs quickly, enjoying the 
sensation of her unrestrained breasts bouncing 
uncontrollably against each other and against the wall 
of her chest. The freedom, she determined, was 
addictive. Much more comfortable than having her bra 
straps dig into her shoulders and her back trying to 
keep those heavy melons in place.

She was disappointed to see the parking lot nearly 
empty. But then, it was getting late so what did she 
expect? There were only two cars in the lot and she 
didn't see any people either in or around them. She 
frowned and sniffled as she strode across the asphalt 
in nothing but tennis shoes and baby blue socks. Her 
journey now took her straight back up the road to her 
dorm, and she would be putting on her clothes again 
just before returning.

What was that gangta's number again? She couldn't 
remember. She was so turned on, though, that his 
invitation was increasingly inviting, but damned if she 
could remember it. Looks like it'll be another night of 
masturbation in the shower, she figured.

But to her surprise, Sister Cheryl refused to return 
her sweats until they were back in Mindy and Tammie's 
room. Mindy was stunned. "I can't go through the dorm 
naked!" she hissed.

"You'll have to in order to join S.O.E. That's what we 
do."

Tammie was enjoying watching Mindy's humiliation. She 
loved looking at the blonde girl's tits and sweet, 
sweet pussy, but even more than that she loved the way 
Mindy's face and chest were flushed with mixed 
excitement and embarrassment. She was growing frantic 
and, at this rate, would probably start finger fucking 
herself immediately when they were back in their room. 
Tammie would be sure to not miss that show!

So Tammie led the way into the dorms to scout out for 
Mindy's benefit. Cheryl only said Mindy had to go in 
nude, she didn't say she had to be seen that way by 
others. Mindy followed a few steps behind and then 
Cheryl brought up the rear with Mindy's discarded 
sweats. At this late hour, the front desk was closed 
up, so it was smooth sailing through the lobby.

Tammie unlocked the large glass security door at the 
near end of the B wing, beyond which stood the elevator 
they would use to get to their floor. She held it open 
for Mindy, who moved quickly but not quickly enough. 
Tammie pulled the door shut just seconds before Mindy 
got there, and made faces at her through the glass. 
Mindy, without key, silently but emphatically cussed 
her out. Tammie then knocked on the glass to get the 
attention of anyone who might be nearby. As Cheryl 
caught up to Mindy, Tammie finally pushed the door open 
and let them both through. Mindy punched her in the 
arm, making the redhead wince, and moved on to the 
elevator.

Tammie pressed the car call button and waited. A moment 
passed before the loud motor began and sent the car 
down to them from the top floor. Mindy was impatient 
and pressed the button again. As the car approached, 
the sound of people talking in the elevator hit their 
ears. Mindy threw her arms up to cover her tits, 
turned, and pushed herself against the wall beside the 
door. It slid open after a moment of the car being 
bounced around by the old pulley trying to line it up 
with the floor, and two guys got out. 

They chatted about some frat party they'd been invited 
to and nearly didn't notice the three girls except that 
the horny and incredibly looking Tammie said hello and 
smiled to them. Then they saw Mindy's bare ass and the 
way she was huddled against the wall for protection and 
asked if there was anything they could help her with.

"I'll be glad to give ya the shirt off my back," one of 
them taunted, "but you'll have to take it off for me." 
Mindy avoided all eye contact and slipped in through 
the closing elevator door. She hit the 3 button and 
heard Tammie and Cheryl shouting from outside.

Once at the third floor, Mindy remembered she didn't 
have her key and couldn't get into her room without 
Tammie's help. She also knew she couldn't step out of 
the elevator and just wait for her roommate to get 
upstairs. She stood in the corner of the small car. 
After a moment it began a descent toward the ground 
floor. The doors opened after much jostling and Tammie, 
stern faced and tapping her foot angrily, said, "That 
wasn't very nice of you, Mindy. Maybe I shouldn't let 
you back into the room after all."

"I'm sorry Tammie, I didn't think it would close that 
soon. I thought you had a hand on the door."

"Hmm, I'll forgive you THIS time," Tammie laughed. The 
three young women rode the elevator back up to the 
third floor and cautiously entered the home stretch. 
Tammie looked down the hall to be sure they wouldn't 
get caught. As much as she'd love to watch Mindy try to 
cover up in front of all their hall mates, Tammie knew 
they'd probably both get thrown out of school if they 
were caught. 

She slipped down to their door and unlocked it before 
Mindy sprinted down the hall to safety. Cheryl followed 
a moment later and cheerfully returned Mindy's clothes. 
But Mindy wasn't interested in getting dressed now that 
she was safely home. She made sure the door was locked 
and sat on her bed, one leg out straight and the other 
bent and raised. She draped an arm over her knee and 
looked questioningly to Cheryl.

"So, did I pass?"

Cheryl, not a lesbian herself but nonetheless amazed at 
the firm fullness of Mindy's body, found herself gazing 
at the blonde's slightly parted labia surrounded by a 
thick tuft of blonde fur. "Oh yeah, you did an 
excellent job. But next time, try to avoid physical 
contact. If we go too far, we will have legal problems 
and be drummed out of the school."

"I can hardly wait for my next trial," Mindy smiled.


Chapter 5 - Au Naturale


On Saturday the girls of S.O.E. invited Mindy on a 
nature hike through the lightly forested hills just 
East of campus. There was a small botanical garden at 
the edge of the school grounds and then wildlife beyond 
that.

"Think of it as a chance to get away from school and 
just relax," Sister Sheena told her. "We're just hiking 
up for a few hours to appreciate nature and be with 
friends." Mindy had been growing restless and felt 
somewhat overwhelmed by her school work and needed the 
time out to clear her mind. She accepted and was met at 
the downstairs security door by Sisters Barbara and 
Janice, both newly accepted into the sorority. 
Apparently their lesbian act at the house party had 
paid off for them both.

The two girls were draped in light summer dressed and 
sandals. Mindy wore an old baseball jersey from high 
school, denim shorts and tennis shoes. She figured if 
they were going hiking she'd need something better for 
her feet than sandals and was surprised by the other 
girls' footwear. They assured her the "hike" was really 
more of a brisk walk along a well-tended path through 
the botanical garden and then up into the hills beyond. 

She shrugged and went with them to the parking lot out 
back where they were met by Sisters Sheena and Cheryl 
as well as four guys from A.T.O. who'd been at the 
house party earlier. Mindy nodded quietly to the guys, 
hoping they might not remember her after all the beer 
they'd consumed, but the recognition was instantaneous 
once their gazes fell on her full chest.

Few words were spoken on the way to the gated garden, 
just common banter about the weather. The gates, they 
found, were locked and they were forced to climb up and 
over to get in. "Isn't this just slightly illegal?" 
asked Mindy as she grabbed the top brick of the nearby 
wall.

"Only if we get caught," laughed one of the guys whose 
name Mindy now knew was Eric. He was a tall but fairly 
thin guy of about twenty, a sophomore and second year 
A.T.O. brother, and studying to become a 
pharmacologist. Mindy was in perfect shape to climb the 
wall but the latest sisters were neither physically fit 
enough nor appropriately dressed for such activity. 
Eric offered to give each of them a boost up onto the 
wall if they sat on his shoulders. 

The first was up and over just after Mindy, who turned 
in time to notice (or at least she thought she noticed) 
that the second sister, Barbara, was wearing no 
panties. The smile that came to Eric's face when 
Barbara's crotch pressed into the back of his neck 
assured Mindy she hadn't been seeing things. He bounced 
Barbara up and down a couple of times, saying he was 
trying to get a better grip, but it seemed obvious to 
Mindy that he was just rubbing the brunette's pussy 
lips against himself in the hopes of exciting her. She 
didn't seem to mind.

The trail through the garden was clear and seemed easy 
enough as the party began their hike through the 
various flowering plants, ferns, ivy and trees. It 
didn't take long for the way to get rough, however. 
Twists and turns as well as a sudden incline got most 
everyone breathing harder. Several more minutes of this 
had them all perspiring lightly. The temperature was 
not particularly high but it wasn't all that low, 
either.

A fallen tree branch, too thick and heavy to be moved 
by the small group, had to be climbed over, and each 
frat guy generously offered a hand to assist one of the 
girls. Only Mindy, the sole pledge present, was left to 
fend for herself, but it was nothing she hadn't climbed 
before. In fact, she had loved climbing trees as a 
young girl and this was a piddely branch to be stepped 
over.

Mindy hadn't known the botanical garden was this large. 
She suspected it was due to the sharp incline they'd 
been on for about the past fifteen minutes. It was a 
large place, but mostly vertical.

"Damn it's hot," Sister Sheena announced. "Sisters, 
discard your outer clothing." With that one order, all 
four sisters stopped and began removing shirts, pants, 
and dresses. They each stood in just shoes, socks for 
the elders, bras and panties. But of course there was 
Sister Barbara with no panties. Mindy gaped at their 
public nudity -- in broad daylight! At least she'd been 
covered by darkness during her first trial.

She noticed Sister Sheena glaring at her and began to 
ask what was the matter. But in her heart she knew. She 
would have to get undressed as well. She looked around 
to make certain they were alone on the path. Satisfied, 
she unbuttoned and slipped off her baseball jersey. She 
was wearing a thick forest green bra today which did a 
much better job of covering her tits than any others in 
her wardrobe. It was sturdy and even managed to hide 
most of her cavernous cleavage. 

She watched the four frat guys eyeing her, unashamed 
lust in their eyes. She bent to remove her denim shorts 
and work them off over her large tennis shoes (being 
slightly above average height, Mindy's feet had always 
been much larger than any other girls she knew and she 
wore men's size nine shoes). Her panties were the 
variety that super models often wore -- very thin, just 
barely covering her trimmed bush, with a low front and 
straps that hooked up over the tops of her hips. In 
back they were the next closest thing to a g-string, 
barely covering the crack of her ass.

"Very good dearie," Sister Sheena purred. "Now let's 
get moving before we run out of time." Mindy wasn't 
sure exactly what that meant, but she clung to her 
discarded clothing and began hiking with the others. 
Sisters Barbara and Janice walked behind two of the 
A.T.O. guys, then another of the guys, Mindy, Sisters 
Sheena and Cheryl, and finally the last frat guy.

A hand slapped Mindy's bare right ass cheek. She jumped 
and spun around to face Eric. "There was a fly on you. 
I swear it!" he stated innocently.

"Mmm hmm, of course there was." Mindy turned and kept 
moving up the trail. Minutes passed before the trail 
began to lose its well-kept appearance. Far more stones 
and weeds littered their way and the two young sisters 
squealed in terror as a squirrel bounded its way across 
the path in front of them. Mindy saw it and rolled her 
eyes at their pitiful display of inept femininity.

At long last the party came into a small clearing at 
the crest of a hill. From here they could look down 
onto the campus and out beyond to the city. A single 
dirty wood bench sat on a cracked and discolored slab 
of concrete right in the middle of the clearing. Behind 
it another hill rose but they would have to climb 
through much more rugged terrain to get there.

"Alright ladies, this is the spot," stated Sister 
Cheryl sweetly. "Time to show us what you've learned 
about loving your natural bodies."

Sisters Barbara and Janice took their cue and began 
stripping their undergarments. They stood, completely 
naked, atop the old wooden bench with their arms raised 
to the sky. If anyone on the campus were looking 
through a telescope to that exact location, they would 
be getting one hell of an eyeful of firm young female 
flesh.

"You too, pledge," Sister Sheena called. She grinned a 
most nasty-looking grin which showed her unevenly 
spaced teeth all too clearly. Mindy wondered how she'd 
ever managed to get into a exhibitionist club. Sheena 
must have been thoroughly outgoing, she decided.

Mindy gulped, glancing at the leering frat guys, then 
reached back to unfasten her bra. She slid it slowly 
down her chest, letting her breasts come slowly into 
view. She held it just at the tops of her nipples and 
licked her lips seductively. Quickly she spun around to 
face away from the group and let the green material 
fall to the ground. 

She bent quickly and slid her panties down to her 
ankles, giving them all a great view of her ass. She 
unlaced her tennis shoes, continuing her show for over 
a minute, then stood and kicked off the shoes and 
panties. She finally turned back to face the group, 
arms crossed over her chest but blonde pussy uncovered. 
She pulled each arm away and to her sides, sliding 
through the fingers of opposite hands, until her 
breasts were bare as well.

Now, in the full light of day and with nothing else 
keeping their attention, the entire group gasped as 
they beheld the most beautiful young breasts they'd 
ever seen live in person.

"Do you like what you see?" Mindy taunted.

"Up on the bench with the others," Sister Sheena 
commanded. Mindy complied, pushing her way in between 
the two new sisters. She was sure to rub against every 
bit of their flesh she could on her ascent, holding 
onto each of their waists to steady herself as she 
turned to face down onto the school.

Unbeknownst to any of the three naked girls, there were 
several people watching and photographing them from 
afar. The elders of S.O.E. had arranged this hike, they 
would later be told, to coincide with a Photographic 
Art class field exercise. 

Down around the clock tower, a half dozen upper 
division art students had been angling for the best 
shot of the hills overlooking campus when someone had 
muttered about seeing some naked chicks on the hill. 
The message was telegraphed through the class and each 
turned their telescope-enhanced cameras to the spot of 
the exhibitionism. Dozens of rolls of film were snapped 
within minutes and many more would follow.

Back on the hill, the brothers from A.T.O. slowly 
circled the bench, admiring the smoothness, the 
softness, and the nakedness of three beautiful pussies, 
six breasts of pleasingly varied sizes and shapes, and 
three firm asses. Each man reached out a hand to gently 
caress whatever he pleased and for however long he 
pleased. To Mindy's surprise, Eric was more attracted 
to Barbara's brown bush than to her own heavy tits with 
their silver dollar sized areolas and proud, pointing 
nipples. But there were more than enough hands groping 
those luscious mounds.

After each guy had walked by three times, feeling every 
girl in turn, they grew bolder. Ass cheeks were 
squeezed and kneaded, nipples were tweaked and pulled, 
and one guy licked two fingers and slid them right up 
Mindy's cunt. She gasped and looked around desperately 
to be sure they were alone on the hill. She was 
trembling at the thought of getting caught doing this 
in such a public place.

"Let me tell you," Sister Sheena called to her, "that 
this exercise will count only for your second public 
nudity. You still owe us a separate session of public 
sex."

Mindy nodded dumbly as the fingers in her cunt started 
up a rush of pleasurable feelings and frantic fears. 
Eric wrapped a long arm around Barbara's waist and 
pulled her down to the ground. He used his other arm to 
sweep her off her feet and lay her on the dirt and 
grass. He then unzipped his pants and pulled his raging 
hard-on free. He mounted her there and she squealed in 
delight as he thrust into her, wrapping her legs around 
his hips to pull him in farther.

Janice was likewise pulled to the ground but pushed to 
her hands and knees. Brother Michael got down behind 
her and started fucking her doggy style, grunting and 
groaning as he fucked her hard and deep.

Two pair of hands closed on Mindy and brought her down. 
She was pushed down over the back of the wooden bench, 
holding onto it to keep her stomach from being forced 
onto the harsh, splintered object. One guy spread her 
thighs and pushed his cock into Mindy's throbbing pussy 
from behind. The other guy waved his cock in her face 
and she took it into her dripping mouth, sucking it 
noisily and hungrily.

After only a few seconds, Barbara climaxed, screaming 
out breathlessly. Eric pulled out of her and told her 
to lick her juices off his cock. She was all too eager 
to do so, but he determined she wasn't as good a sucker 
as a fucker.

Meanwhile, Janice had her blonde pussy filled with a 
great load of hot cum before reaching her own orgasm. 
The guy who'd been inside her told Barbara to slide 
under and lick her pussy clean. The brunette did as she 
was told, delighting in licking and sucking the sticky 
semen from her sister's cunt. A few moments of this 
finally brought Janice to a shuddering orgasm, and she 
sent her own juices down Barbara's throat behind the 
guy's cum. She returned the favor by planting her own 
face between Barbara's thighs and licking for all she 
was worth.

Meanwhile, Mindy was nearing her own orgasm from the 
guy in her pussy and thoroughly enjoying the tit 
fondling of the guy in her mouth. She removed one hand 
from the bench and used it to stroke and gently squeeze 
the guy's balls, sending a tremor through his body. He 
shot his cum down her throat and she drank it up. Eric 
quickly replaced his brother and began pumping Mindy's 
mouth. She tasted another woman's pussy on his cock and 
it drove her wild with desire. She licked and sucked 
and fondled for all she was worth. She lost control as 
her pussy suddenly spasmed and pulled her mouth just 
far enough away from Eric's cock for his hot cum to 
blow over her lips and cheeks. He shot four full times, 
covering her beautiful face with sticky white strings.

A moment later, Sister Cheryl was kneeling before 
Mindy, her tongue lashing out over the pledge's 
dripping face. She gathered a large quantity of the cum 
on her tongue and they shared a deep kiss, swishing the 
semen around in each other's mouth and then swallowing. 
Mindy reached a second orgasm, which seemed to spur the 
last guy's own orgasm deep in her cunt. He spurted at 
least four thick loads into her womb but she wanted so 
much more.

The fucking temporarily over, Mindy sat with her legs 
lewdly spread on the bench. She rubbed her pussy lips 
with one hand while pinching her nipples with the 
other. Barbara and Janice sat to either side of her and 
the guys gathered round behind the bench. Arms reached 
around each girl and caressed, jiggled, and squeezed 
their firm young breasts for the cameras below. 

Mindy slipped two fingers into her twat and began 
hurried fucking herself, bucking up off the bench 
wildly as her muscles tensed. She held off the orgasm 
for as long as she could, but she was finally too tired 
to keep up the pace and let it roll over her. Her knees 
went wide and her head rolled back as a powerful orgasm 
exploded from within her womanhood. She lay back, 
exhausted and dripping sweat, and let the guys and 
girls rub and fondle her most private parts.

Several minutes passed before the group heard the sound 
of a helicopter approaching. "Oh shit! It's the cops!" 
cried Eric, and he bolted for cover. Everyone fled the 
scene, grabbing up clothes that may or may not have 
been theirs. Mindy was the last to get out of the 
clearing, and her clothes had already been picked up. 
As she got into the shade of the trees leading back to 
the path, Sister Cheryl tossed her the keys to her dorm 
room but took off running with her clothes!

Mindy stood in stunned silence for a moment, wondering 
what the hell she was supposed to do now, but the sound 
of the helicopter circling the area sent her the 
message. She bolted after the others, buck naked except 
for her shoes and socks. The group was running so 
frantically that they broke in different directions to 
get down the hill. 

Mindy followed two of the guys down what she perceived 
to be a shortcut right to the gate of the botanical 
garden. Sure enough it was, but she was in plain view 
of the sky for a good portion of that. She frantically 
looked over her shoulder and saw the police chopping 
circling away from her location and hoped desperately 
that they couldn't see her as she madly dashed for 
safety.

The guys stopped in a row of trees to get partially 
dressed, then flung themselves over the wall and 
sprinted for home. Mindy of course had nothing to put 
on, but she easily topped the wall. The dash for the 
dorm was almost entirely open to view both from the air 
and the ground. She took a moment to map a course from 
tree to tree and then ran with all her heart, blood 
pounding in her ears and tits bounding untamed in the 
open.

She was clearly on her own, as none of the others would 
be going back to the dorm. She ducked and ran, ducked 
and ran most of the way back, but one long stretch of 
open land lay ahead of her into the parking lot. To her 
horror she saw several people milling about amongst the 
cars and realized it was just about dinner time in the 
cafeteria. She would surely be seen by dozens if not 
hundreds of students, not to mention that cop chopper. 

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves to 
no avail. She plotted her course in her mind, taking 
her baseball training to heart. She made a mad dash at 
breakneck speed, bounding into the open just in time to 
hear the helicopter circling her way. She allowed 
herself one quick look over her shoulder and noted with 
a sinking heart that it was looking directly upon her 
naked ass. She pushed herself to run faster and made it 
to the parking lot.

Weaving in and out of cars was easy enough, until one 
that was moving out of the lot nearly ran her down. It 
was just getting started, though, and barely hit her. 
She nonetheless flopped, tits first, onto the hood with 
a thud. She reeled up and backward, offering a perfect 
show of heavy, flushed breasts, and staggered back into 
her path. 

Her motions were a bit slower now, having the wind 
knocked out of her, and she just barely heard the yells 
and catcalls from behind her. She no longer gave a shit 
who saw her, and ran right past a group of guys sitting 
on the walls of a pickup truck's bed. One of the guys 
apparently fell over the edge and onto the pavement, 
but quickly got up and gave chase.

By the time he caught up to her, Mindy was at the outer 
door of the dorm. He grabbed her around the chest, 
cupping her heavy breasts, and tried to pull her back. 
"Where do you think you're going?" he yelled. She 
jabbed her right elbow into his stomach and sent him to 
the ground, then rushed inside and toward the glass 
security door. Only two people were in the lobby and 
neither seemed to actually see Mindy. Or if they did, 
she was gone so fast that they didn't fully register 
her nudity.

No time to wait for the elevator, Mindy bounded up the 
stairs, her tits drumming against one another with a 
thunderous clap at every other step. She made it to the 
third floor and was just reaching for the knob of the 
security door when it swung open. She threw herself 
against the wall and hid, as much as possible, behind a 
decorative plant that she'd only vaguely noticed in her 
weeks here.

"Well hey there Mind-- HOLY SHIT!" one of her male hall 
mates said. It was Bruce, the somewhat nerdy electrical 
engineer who lived next to the women's bathroom. Mindy 
covered her tits with one arm and pushed past him into 
the hall. It was empty but she could tell both from the 
sounds of music playing and from the light coming into 
the hallway that several doors were open along its 
length. 

She dashed past two such open doorways on her way to 
her own room. She fumbled to get her key into the lock 
and finally did. Turning the knob, she realized 
Tammie's boyfriend Kevin was over for the night. The 
couple had been making out on Tammie's bed and looked 
up to see Mindy's flushed face and chest, sweat 
dripping from her brow, and her full naked splendor. 
She groaned and hid in her closet until she could calm 
down.

Half an hour later, after much soothing talk from her 
roommate, Mindy slipped out of the closet with a skirt 
and blouse on. She tried to pretend nothing had 
happened, but the lust in both her roommate's eyes and 
the eyes of her boyfriend sent a shiver of 
embarrassment down Mindy's spine.

END

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