Message-ID: <14634eli$9808222252@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: The Bear Subject: Story Repost: Better Loving through Chemistry (5/6) (Orgy) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii X-URL: news:alt.sex.stories.moderated?ALL Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6rjtnk$h51$5@oak.prod.itd.earthlink.net> Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any other characters, locations, and or situations, real or fictional, is pure co- incidence. The following work is for adults only. It contains graphic language, and depicts nudity and sexual situations and activities. If you are below the legal age for viewing adult material in your area, stop reading now. If you are legally forbidden from viewing adult material, stop reading now. If you object to this type of literature, and/or are easily offended by such material, stop reading now. If you fall into any of the above categories, and choose to ignore these warnings, you are about average. Better Loving through Chemistry Chapt 5: "Well", whined the redhead, whose nametag identified as Brandy, "I suppose you can come to the beach party." Her tone made it very clear that although they were allowed, they weren't welcome. Jenny hesitated for a moment, but Carol forged ahead. "Sign us up.", she said firmly. The party was supposed to be an open invitation picnic, but the girls of Lambda-Rho sorority had long used it as their own private excursion and recruiting trip. The fact that it was funded by the Athletic department's budget was unimportant. Lambda-Rho organized it, so it was "their" trip. The real reason for the annual trip to the lake was an open secret: The football and basketball coaches would invite athletes on the trip, where they would get an eyeful of the beautiful girls of the campus' most elite sorority. It was Coach Robbins own private meat market, showing off what he had so he could get more. It was always closely chaperoned, of course, so the school couldn't be accused of offering "special" incentives to the hot sports prospects, but the tone was definitely one of "Show and Tell". The girl behind the table carefully mis-spelled both their names, as a matter of principle, and advised them to be at the north parking lot no later than 8:00 am, Sunday morning. As they walked away, Jenny turned to her friend and said, "I guess the flyer is mis-printed." "What do you mean?", Carol asked, puzzled. "Well, the flyer said to meet at the south parking lot, near Lambda house, by 7:30 on Saturday. It must be wrong." "No", Carol said grimly. "It's right. That bitch just tried to squeeze us out of the trip." She looked at Jenny with anger in her eye, and made the gesture of pumping a spray bottle. Jenny sighed. She had wanted this to be a simple pleasure trip, a break before mid-term exams. Now it was going to turn into another sex- capade. Not that the redheaded snob didn't deserve it. But Carol would overdo it, and dose everyone in sight just for the fun of it. "How are we going to do it?", she questioned. "I mean, we can't just run around with a spray bottle, and they aren't going to be putting on any perfume or anything." She hoped, silently, that Carol would cool off and drop the idea. Carol stopped and looked at her co-conspirator quizzically. "You're scared, aren't you?" Seeing the look on the smaller girl's face, she pressed on. "I'll tell you what. If we can't agree on a safe way, we won't do it. We'll find another way to get even. Fair enough?" Jenny had to agree that it seemed fair. She was still worried. It was two days before the trip, and Jenny wracked her brains for a way to get the formula onto the right girls, safely. "Right" girls meant, to her, the nasty or snobbish ones. I mean, they couldn't all be bitches, could they? It was Friday afternoon before the solution presented itself. They were at the store, getting a few things for the trip when they saw it. "Bronze Goddess", murmured Jenny softly, gazing at the large bottle of suntan oil. it was the most expensive one on the rack, and was well known as the most effective tanning lotion around. Definitely rich-bitch stuff. 'It's perfect", Carol giggled. "We'll add it to this stuff, then just leave the bottle where one of them can steal it. If they steal our lotion, and apply it themselves, we can't get caught. And thieves deserve what they get." Jenny had to admit that the logic was elegant. They bought the largest bottle there, and went to work. Saturday morning came, and the girls were up and ready in plenty of time. They packed the sandwiches they had made, loaded their soft drinks into the cooler, and got to the meeting place with time to spare. "I don't see your name on the list.", sniffed the Brandy in her best blue- blood manner. "Right there.", Carol said, pointing to the names. They had been smudged into near-unreadability, and not by accident. Reluctantly Brandy acknowledged that they were indeed on the list, and directed them to the bus. They overheard Mary Ann saying something about having to share the bus with niggers. Jenny began to change her opinion. Maybe they were all bitches, after all. The bus filled up quickly, with a lot of the girls contriving to leave a seat open for one of the visiting star athletes. Jenny and Carol, on the other hand, got to sit with Mrs. Teasdale and and Coach Robbins, the faculty chaperones, and even they made the girls feel like outsiders. This was going to be a hell of a road trip. Carol and Jenny got a small smile when the bus pulled around to the athletics area to pick up the visiting students. A broad shouldered boy of perhaps 17, with jet black skin and no neck, dropped into the seat next to Mary Ann. Smiling broadly, he introduced himself as Raymond. Mary Ann smiled and acted friendly, but everyone knew that she would rather have walked the 15 miles to the beach than share the seat with a black man. An hour of giggly flirting later, the bus groaned to a stop at Lake Wollery, and people started to pile out. Brandy, among others, had to re-tie her bikini top, which had somehow come loose during the trip. Carol and Jenny didn't mind at all when the sorority leaders arranged the party site so they were on the far end. It suited their plans well enough. Carol made a show of peeling her sweat-jacket off, with her back to the crowd. She had left her top off, so she definitely had an audience, even though they couldn't see anything. By the time she got her suit arranged, several of the boys were staring, and Brandy was glaring. "You better watch out, or you'll get a burn.", commented the nasty redhead, as she stepped in to block the view. "Thanks for the reminder", Carol replied sweetly. "But we have that covered." Brandy spotted the lotion bottle sticking out of the bag, and exclaimed loudly, "Hey. That's where it went." "What...?", Jenny asked in confusion. They hadn't even planted the bottle yet, but events were rushing ahead anyway. "My lotion!", exclaimed Brandy for all to hear. "You tried to steal my lotion." Jenny grew hot at the accusation, but Carol made a show of calming her down. "Sorry. It must have gotten in there by mistake.", she said smoothly. Brandy sneered at her, and walked back to the picnic, rubbing herself with the magic potion as she went. Jenny and Carol tried their best to look angry, but could hardly avoid laughing. The bottle was passed around for a bit before one of the girls returned it, with an apology. Carol and Jenny, meanwhile, used the smaller bottle they had brought for themselves, and even offered some to the girl with the conscience. They chatted a bit, and it turned out that the girl, a pretty oriental named Sun- He, was also something of an outsider in the sorority. Her mother had made her join, because of the status, not knowing what she was sentencing her daughter to. The girls all called her "Chin-Chin", a game started by Mary Ann who claimed that she couldn't pronounce "those weird foreign names". Sun-He hated the nick-name, but didn't dare cause a scene. Mary Ann and Brandy pretty much ran things, and could certainly make her life hell. Soon it became apparent that more than the sun was hot on that beach. They guys, already excited from the pre-party flirting, were getting downright itchy. But nothing else seemed to be happening. "It doesn't seem to be working.", commented Jenny, hiding her relief. "You're right. Maybe we didn't use enough in the lotion. Still, something's happening. Let's see if we can push it over the edge." Carol lead Jenny and Sun-He, whom Jenny had befriended, over to the Volleyball nets. They watched for a while, but were never invited to join in. In fact, they were pointedly skipped over several times. Carol commented in a loud voice, "I guess they're afraid of some real competition." Jenny was shocked, but Carol got the results she wanted. Brandy came over, and the two faced off. "Come on in.", she said in a challenging voice. "You'll look good with a face full of sand." Carol smiled sweetly as she replied. "Put your money where your mouth is. Jenny and I will take you, two on two, for any stakes you care to name." "Bet your ass?", Brandy asked evilly? "You're on" Jenny pulled Carol aside. "Are you crazy?", she asked. "Don't you think you could have asked me before including me in your bet?" "Take it easy.", Carol said reassuringly. "When was the last time you played on sand?" "Well, last week with you. Why?" "These rich-bitches haven't broken a sweat in months. And I've watched them here today. We're gonna murder em." The terms of the bet were made: Each time a girl missed a shot, she had to remove something. This would continue until one team had lost everything. If a girl missed a shot, but didn't have anything to "pay" with, she had to do one "favor" for the winning team at the end of the game. Brandy claimed the serve without asking, which suited Carol just fine. The underhand serve arced high, cleared the net easily and came down in center court. Carol bumped the ball lightly to Jenny, who popped a set to the right corner. Carol's spike slammed into the sand four feet in front of Brandy, who dove forward in a mad attempt at a save. All she got for her trouble was a face full of sand, and the honor of stripping for the crowd. Brandy's face was nearly as red as her hair as she took off her bikini top and tossed under the net. The boys were smiling at the show, and the heat rose. Jenny delivered a low, fast overhand serve right up the middle. Both of the girls froze, each expecting the other to get it, and the sand puffed up three feet inside the line. This time, it was decided, Mary Ann had to lose something, and soon her milky white breasts were shining in the sun. Her top joined Brandy's, by the net. Both girls charged the next serve, stumbling as they collided, but they did manage to loft the ball back over the net. Again, Carol bumped, Jenny set, and Carol spiked. The ball struck Mary Ann in the knee, then went wildly out of bounds. Mary Ann was a good sport though, and peeled her panties off to the cheers of the crowd. She seemed to enjoy the attention, showing that the potion was having some effect. Carol served the next one, dropping it easily to Mary Ann. Mary Ann bumped to Brandy, hoping for a set. Brandy put it too close to the net, and Mary Ann couldn't save it. And so it went. It soon became apparent that Carol and Jenny were setting specifically to Mary Ann, to prolong the humiliation and run up her "bill". And Brandy wasn't in any hurry to help her partner. She didn't want to lose her own suit, and wasn't smart enough to realize that she was going to, eventually, anyway. Finally Mary Ann set one to Brandy so badly that it couldn't be saved, and she had to shed her final covering. Again, whistles and cheers accompanied her mock strip-tease as she undid her suit, then drew it back and forth between her legs repeatedly before dropping it. She even had the nerve to take a bow, first to one side of the court, then the other. The boys got a great view of her ass. Mary Ann, meantime, had gone to fetch her suit, and get dressed again. "What do you think you're doing?", Carol asked an angry Mary Ann. "You owe me three favors, and you owe Jenny four. I want one of mine now." "What?" "You look like you're getting a sunburn in a few places. Can't have that.", she said firmly, taking the suit out of Mary Ann's grasp. "Sun-He, would you bring the lotion?" Turning to the crowd of boys, she called loudly, "Who wants to help Mary Ann with the lotion?" There was no shortage of volunteers, but Carol had something specific in mind. Raymond was recruited to apply the lotion, and "be careful not to miss anyplace". Mary Ann was clearly not happy with the situation, but stood still as the boy approached. She bit her lip as the muscular black boy softly massaged the magic lotion into her naked flesh. Her nipples were already hard before he touched her, thanks to her previous dose, and he made certain that they got a good rubbing as well. Slowly he covered her squirming body in the slippery oil, rubbing her legs from ankle to crotch. She was moaning in lust and crying in embarrassment at the same time as he squeezed the broad globes of her ass, and she nearly fainted as he rubbed lotion into her already wet crotch. Looking around, Carol saw that Brandy was getting the same treatment from one of the other boys, even though she didn't have any debt to pay. The young black stud was on his knees in front of her, flicking his tongue over her pebble-hard nipples, bringing gasps of pleasure from her every time he closed in for a sucking kiss. Slipping his hand between her steaming thighs, he slid a long, calloused finger deep inside her. She cried out in near ecstasy as he slowly ground his rough skin against her love-nub. Suddenly she grabbed his head, wrapping both arms around him and pulling his face tight against her naked breasts as she stiffened. Her orgasmic shriek was like a victory cry. That was all it took. The already excited girls were grabbing more of the lotion, and there was no shortage of volunteers to apply it. Brightly colored bits of fabric hit the sand all over the beach, and the party really got going. Oiled bodies squirmed a mad dance of passion on towels and beach blankets, and "love" was definitely in the air. So were a lot of legs, asses, and other body parts. Carol, Sun-Hee, and Jenny did their best to avoid the amorous boys, though Jenny did end up kissing and necking with one boy. Carol and Sun-He enjoyed the sight of Mary Ann, who had hated "niggers" when she got on the bus, down on all fours. She had her lips wrapped firmly around one black cock while Raymond pumped his into her from behind, doggy style. Brandy was on her knees between two boys, bouncing her nubile form back and forth between to a pair of 17 year olds who were double-teaming her; One in the front, and one in the back. The look of pure lust on her face was priceless as she lost her mind in climax after brain-numbing climax. One boy was on his back, with a buxom blond straddling his hips, and an olive-skinned brunette squatting nakedly over his face. Both were riding his pumping form like a bucking bronco, shrieking with pleasure. By the time the Police showed up, Carol, Jenny, and Sun-he had taken refuge in the bus, along with several of the other girls. The bus driver was out enjoying the orgy, and the chaperones were nowhere in sight. Some of the revelers headed for the water, and it took the police nearly 20 minutes to gather everyone up. In the end, about a third of the girls managed to avoid arrest. All of the boys, and both chaperones, were taken away. * * * * * Jenny and Sun-He were chatting over tea the next day when Carol walked in. With a big smile she dropped a large envelope on the table. "How did you get them done so fast?", asked Jenny. "That was the easy part", explained Carol as she spilled the stack of glossy photographs onto the table. "I just let the boy in the school photo lab keep a set for himself." "Oh my gawd", exclaimed Jenny. "You know they'll be all over campus before the day is out, don't you?". With a malicious grin she spread the photo set across the table. And what a set it was. Mrs Teasdale and Coach Robbins both being taken in, in handcuffs. Mrs Teasdale had a beach blanket wrapped around herself, but one of her naked breasts was hanging out. The coach was simply naked. "Hmmm", said Sun-He as she examined a photo. "I never realized just how good Mary Ann looked in chains." Sure enough, Carol had gotten a clear shot of the snobby girl wearing nothing but handcuffs and a look of carnal desire. "I think, with these circulating around, she's gonna be very popular." "Are you kidding? Take a look at this one." The picture showed Brandy, in cuffs, being carried by two officers. She had managed to wrap her legs around one of them, and appeared to be trying to dry-hump the flustered officer. "She even tried to get it on during the trip to the police station." Jenny had a smile all her own. "Well, the photo's are nice, but I got a better set of souvenirs than that." Her smile burst into a broad grin as she displayed her trophy bag: Nearly twenty bathing suits, stolen off the beach during the fuck-fest. "Those girls spent the night in their cells, buck naked." "Oh, I haven't a thing to wear.", quoted Sun-He in a mocking imitation of Mary Ann's southern twang. "Well", finished Sun-He, "I won't have any problem leaving the Sorority now. My mom will understand. I mean, the whole chapter is on probation. And the coach got fired outright. There will never be a party like that one again." "Don't count on it.", Carol said with an enigmatic smile. 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