Waltzing up as pretty as you please you open the door to the sorority that your girl belongs too. Stepping in you are immediately assailed by the smells of perfumes and giggles which the giggling stop when they see you.
The matriarch of the dorm stomps over in your direction with the intent of throwing you out on your ass.
With nothing more than your smile and new found power you wait for her to make her first move.
Jabbing a bony finger into your chest like the old witch she is, she says "You know the rules, buddy boy, no men allowed in the dorms during class hours."
Looking her straight in the eye you calmly order her, "The rules do not apply to me."
Her face twists into some kind of horror movie night of the living dead look as she states, "Except you of course, the rules are not meant for you."
"I can go anywhere at any time when I visit," you tell her.
The girls mouths all open as they watch anticipating the throw out but getting something totally different. Janice, the President of the sorority, stares at you with appreciation as she loves a man who takes charge. She is smaller than most of the women, being only five foot tall and weighing in at only 100 pounds. She has an almost boyish figure meaning none at all, bumps for breasts, void of hips but a face you could come on for hours.
Seeing the look she gives you, you tell the old witch, "You want Janice to show me around."
"Janice!" she barks!
"Yes miss," she says, her eyes adoringly looking at you as she almost skips over like a little girl.
"Show him around."
"Yes miss," Janice says taking your hand and pulling you up the stairs to the bedrooms.
The old witch stares at you and Janice watching you two go up the stairs where you hear Tammy a new girl ask her, "Can he really be in here?"
"If that is what I said, then that is the way it is Tammy."
Tammy looks at you, fear and something else in her eyes as she watches you all the way up the stairs and around the corner out of her view.
"First, my room," Janice says as she pulls you in and slams the door shut. "Quickly before they get too curious," she says pulling her clothes off in a frenzy.
You watch her strip very efficiently, piling her clothes neatly even though she is a blur of motion. There she stands, small bb nipples pointed and almost deadly looking a brighter shade of pink you have never seen. Her bush is more a line dividing each lip of her pussy as she lays down and you see the folds open, her pussy gaping open.
You know you do not need to use the power on her so you drop your jeans down, looking at that honey of a mouth and then that gaping open pussy deciding which to fill with your hardening meat. |