Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with the second part of the all new Fraternity Girls story. First off, if you are under the age of 18, live where it is unlawful to read this type of story, or find the notion of young collegian coeds in love with each other offensive, then please do us a favor and leave while you still can. The following contains scenes of nudity, explicit sex and adult language unsuitable for all audiences. Any more questions? If nothing further, then let us resume where we left off, shall we?
FRATERNITY GIRLS: SPRING BREAK FEVER
by Keith
Part 2
The delegates from Alpha Beta Alpha women's fraternity from the West Coast had been invited by the few members of ABA East to attend Spring Break festivities with them at Miami. Once the delegates were settled, refreshed, fed, and relieved erotically, it was time to get down to work.
Jordanne Woollsey, the president of ABA East met with Lionelle Malpasian, the president of ABA West to discuss what was to happen during Spring Week while they were in Miami.
"We did tell you of the upcoming nude carwash fundraiser for our fraternity, right?"
"Yes, I believe you informed us all about what was going on this week, lest I forget."
"Anyhow, the fundraiser will be held down Ocean Drive in South Beach."
"You mean the South Beach where only the most beautiful people are allowed to cavort and gallivant around in?"
"The very same vicinity."
"Does the college and the city know of this?"
"Yes, we put in our permits at the school's administration office and the county building....two months in advance. We only received the permit a week or so ago."
"Why did it take so long?"
"Well....there are still some people who object to this sort of things, but the mayor and the city council managed to convince these said people, which shall remain nameless, that it would be a good idea for our East Coast chapter to hold the nude carwash. You used to have nude carwashes when you went to high school, right?"
"Yeah, I'm vaguely familiar with that. My high school adopted the Nudity in School Program and therefore I had gotten used to the idea of going to school naked for a week."
"Miami State College has since adopted a clothing-optional policy amongst its student body. It's been going on for the last year or so, so it shouldn't be too much trouble for you all."
"It's fine by me, Jordanne," said Lionelle who sat back against her chair in the kitchen relievedly as the other woman looked on at her. She gazed upon her with keen interest as she took on a much more quizzical look to her demeanor. Lionelle noticed this too so she leaned back on the table, placed her arms upon it, and allowed Jordanne to kiss her on the lips. They felt exceptionally soft and moist upon her own as both presidents of the fraternities went with the ride. In fact, they were so busy being into each other that they failed to notice someone else walking into the dining room.
"Say ladies...."
Haydene was about to say something to either of them when she walked in on them having an intimate moment together.
"Never mind", said Haydene as she quickly turned away and returned to the bedroom down the hall.
When she walked inside, she saw a nude Jane with the sheets pulled over her from the chest down in a feigning gesture of modesty.
"Don't tell me....you caught your president....and my president having a moment together, right?"
"Well....."
Jane extended her hand out to Haydene while she still held onto the sheets covering her from the chest down. Haydene was only too glad to accept as she returned to bed with the fellow frat girl who had already taken a liking to her. As they dove back into the covers, Jane and Haydene looked at each other for a moment.
"You're gonna like it here in Miami....especially South Beach."
"You told me that there was an assortment of hot and cool free ranging pussy on the streets the last time I asked."
"Of course, but there's more...."hinted Jane as Haydene's interest piqued, but the cropped brunette frat sister had other ideas.
And the blonde freshman frat sister knew what she was up to as she leaned closer to her, wrapped her arms around her and kissed her lovingly. Haydene's penis began to harden in the excitement of it all as Jane laid down on her back with her legs spread so that Haydene could truly give her all the loving in the world. The blonde inserted her cock deeply into the cropped brunette's eager awaiting birth canal which was drenched in anticipation of the next best thing....coitus!
As Haydene fucked Jane for the next few minutes, down the hall....
D'Lynne was on her back on the bed naked as a newborn baby as April sat by her legs. She stared at her erection which was so hard that it almost began to hurt her,but the taller darkly blonde woman kept her eyes on the goth girl wannabe as she noticed the beauty in her reddish dyed hair with pink highlights as well as the nose ring on her face.
"Where did you get your tattoos and bodypiercings?"
"I know a place downtown in Little Havana that will give you a tatt....and a piercing....for a reasonable price."
"Are you really sure the place you went to is reputable and not some fly by night establishment here today, but gone tomorrow, April?"
"I'm sure it. I went to that place in Little Havana. I know the guy for his family's into the tattoo and bodypiercing business. They are reputable.Wanna go down there with me sometime during the week?"
"I'd like to bring my wife to be on it if you don't mind."
"You mean you and blondie who came with you are getting married?"
"When we graduate from Pacific State U."
"Oh wow! How tempting...."said April as she knelt her head down between D'Lynne's legs, wrapped her lips around the head of her cock and began licking the tip of her penis with her tongue.
This sent D'Lynne into ecstatic overdrive as she lay back on her bed, closed her eyes and relaxed as April fellated her guest to the best of her abilities. Just then, Heather walked in but stopped dead in her tracks. She walked into an oral sex session that involved the woman she was going to marry and remained silent so as not to disturb them. She neither reacted nor moved an inch but watched April give the woman she loved very much with all her heart the attention she needed. The pretty blonde honorary frat sister was clad in only a towel wrapped around her from the chest down. It was a mini towel as it barely covered the naughty parts as Heather watched D'Lynne receive the best tongue bath she would've ever asked for.
Meanwhile back in the dining room, Lionelle and Jordanne were fully into each other. Jordanne was on her feet as Lionelle was down on her knees as she sucked on her fellow frat president's humungous clitcock! The darkly brown haired girl with the straight and parted in the middle mane, reared her head up, closed her eyes, and moaned.
"Ohhhhhh....."she moaned as her hands were atop the darker brunette's head as she continued to bob her head back and forth down her licorice stick with the saliva glistening in the light.
Jordanne was clearly enjoying herself as she was about to approach climax in Lionelle's mouth! It was just then that Lionelle bobbed her head back until Jordanne's member was out of her mouth, but she grabbed the shaft of her penis with one hand and quickly jerked her off to the climax she so desperately wanted most of all.
Just then, Jordanne came! Her semen splashed and sprayed erotically upon Lionelle's face as she closed her eyes and let her tongue do the licking. Jordanne's sperm continued to coat her face warmly as she shot out blasts of come until she could spurt no more. The intensity and force of her pleasurable orgasm nearly made collapse on the floor, but she caught herself on the table and eased herself back down on the chair. It took a few minutes until she regained her composure that Jordanne noticed her come was on Lionelle's face.
"Oh wow! Baby, I gave you a cream wash, didn't I."
"Ohhhhh baby girl....I sure as life did",cooed Lionelle as she reached up from her knees and wrapped her arms around the seated Jordanne Woollsey.
They kissed each other lovingly and tenderly as they both fell down on the floor next to the dining room table.
THE NUDE FUNDRAISER CARWASH FOR ABA EAST
It was Monday morning, the first day of SpringBreak Week in Miami Beach. Already ten in the morning, and the first wave of college kids from around the country have gathered and congregated as they began to head down Ocean Ave. to the beaches. Rows upon rows of cars packed with party-happy collegians put the street in congested mode as the sounds of honking horns and catcalling and cursing kids echoed through the morning air! The ABAs were alread up and over there on their designated spot along Ocean Drive and they were beginning their nude carwash fundraiser in earnest!
The curvy, sizeably breasted, well chiseled physiques the frat girls gave off was more than enough of a draw for a few cars to pull up to them so that they could be given the service they so craved.The only naked frats who did not have penises dangling between their legs from where their clitorae should be were Heather and Jane as they held out the signs and called out to any customer willing to part with some of their hard earned spending cash.
And they were off! As the cars pulled up to the frat girls, the ladies gave the cars their undivided attention! It was not much longer until the local news crews entered the site and before you knew what was really going on, the evening news would have the fundraiser on their local telecasts. As the day wore on, turning from morning to afternoon to nearly sundown, the ABAs were bushed and were ready to pack it in until....
A bright yellow sportscar vroomed up to them just as they were getting ready to leave to return to the house by the college. It was shaped almost like a professional racing car, but the bright yellow and design let everyone know that it was a European made vehicle. The nude frattes watched the driver's door swing open only to drift upwardly to reveal a pair of the finest tanned, toned and shaven legs this city had to offer. They were in the most expensive high heeled sandals, from either Jimmy Choo or Manolo Blahnik no less. As they watched the legs in the high heeled sandals rested firmly on the ground, the contents those very legs belonged to would make their presence known to all....
Out stepped an exceptionally beautiful Hispanic woman. Her figure was hour glass shaped after years and years of dieting and working out. The woman's breasts were clearly visible under the white knee length slip like dress that covered not only it, but the rest of her body as well. Her eyes were dark, almost piercing brown and her hair was feathered and styled like that of Farrah Fawcett. The frat girls could tell that she was far older than any of them for a wrinkle or two could be detected upon her face closest to her mouth, but she still looked good for her age!
The naked ABAs were stunned by the bewitchingly haunting beauty the older woman who drove the yellow sportscar gave off as they were mesmerized by what they were seeing.They were too stunned for words until she broke the silence.
"Would any of you studkittens care to give my car the TLC it so desperately needs?", spoke the woman with a pleasant, if not slight San Fernando Valley accent.
She apparently noticed the cocks that were dangling between their legs as she gave the frattes nearest to her the name "studkittens".
Jane and Heather saw this so they walked over to them, snapped them out of it and scolded them for not being attentive enough.
"We're sorry for this", apologized Jane quickly as the others swiftly got their buckets and water and began to wash her car with the greatest care in the world!
"By the way, the name's Dona Ana Alicia Mendoza, in case you were wondering."
The name sounded vaguely familiar to the East Coast chapter of Alpha Beta Alpha.However, now was not the time as the rest of the ABAs attended to the obviously rich Hispanic woman with the Valley Girl accent's yellow European made sportscar. As they all scrambled to wash, rinse, and dry every nook and cranny of the Lamborghini wannabe, Dona Mendoza had a proposition for Heather and Jane.
"How would you ladies like to attend a party my husband's giving over at his mansion by the shore later this week?"
"Sure, we're sure we can squeeze it into our schedule, Senora Mendoza", replied Jane.
Heather, however, was having a weird vibe with her. She looked awefully young to have such an expensive sportscar and the style of dress she chose to wore suited the warm subtropical climate despite her seemingly older age. She could detect not a hint of grey in her black Farrah Fawcett waved and feathered mane which hung to her shoulders, but just barely below the neck line. The more she thought about this rich woman giving her car to be washed by a bunch of lowly college coeds, the more it made her feel uneasy. She wanted to voice her concerns to Jane who was striking a conversation con La Dona, but stopped herself until after she had left to let her know what was really up with her.
"When is the party your husband is giving over at his estate, Dona Mendoza?"
"This Thursday, on the Eve of Good Friday this week", replied La Dona as she handed out her personal phone number card from with the depths of her clutch she had in her other hand.
"Here is my number. If you have any further questions regarding the get together, please feel free to call me at anytime."
La Dona finished her sentence with a smile as courtly as she knew how to be so as she clutched her mini purse, turned around, walked back to her car, and got in. She was impressed how the studkittens she referred to the ABAs as did such a fine job in cleaning and caring for her car with the best attention she could've ever asked for.
The ladies were stunned as she sped off down Ocean Drive....without even paying them one single cent!
"That bitch!", yelled Heather as she attempted to walk down the main street of South Beach in the buff no less, but Jane stopped her by grabbing her arm and holding her back.
"Lemme go, damn it! That bitch didn't pay us a dime!"
"Take it easy, will ya? You don't really know who were speaking to just now so cool it before we all get into some serious trouble over here", implored Jane sternly as Heather turned around to confront her.
"Who in the hell does that bitch think she is not paying us for washing her car for her? Doesn't she realize that this was a fundraiser for the fraternity?"
"I know what you mean, and I'm sorry she didn't pay us in full, but with these people, you need to be careful not to screw'em over and piss'em off in the process."
Heather stopped in her track and listened to what Jane had to say to her.
"What do you mean people? Are you telling me that we've just dealt with a major felon today?"
"Not just any felon", replied Jane grimly to Heather.
"She's the wife of perhaps the biggest drug dealer ever in Miami."
Heather was aghast as she tried to speak, but Jane touched her lips to quiet her so that she could finish her speech to her.
"Her husband, Don Diego Mendoza, became the biggest of the so called Cocaine Cowboys since the 80's when this town was still in the Wild West days. Before you or the others of your fellow delegates from out west know it, but you've just stumbled into an episode of a hybrid between Miami Vice and the remake of Scarface with Al Pacino."
Heather,stunned by the startling revelation just handed to her, was too shocked and aghast to speak. Jane seeing the grave concern across her face quickly snapped out of it and helped with the clean up. It was getting dark and it was time to head back to the house.
And as promised, April took D'Lynne and Heather down to Little Havana. The place was lively and kicking as the sounds of Latin music could be heard from the few cantinas perched here and there as the trio made it to their destination.
Juan Cuervo's was the best tattoo and body piercing boutique in the whole of Miami. It was a mom and pop business founded by a married couple who were Cuban emigres who fled from Castro's rule. Senora Cuervo welcomed April who noticed that she had brought two out of towners with her.
"Buenas noches, senorita Abril", greeted Senora Cuervo warmly as they walked up to the counter.
True to April's word, she and her husband were the best tattoo artists and body piercing specialists in town.
"Good evening, Mrs. Crow. Is your husband around?"
"Ah, no, he is out tending to a family emergency, but I am sure I can help you", responded the missus of the boutique with a moderately thick Cuban accent. She didn't look the part of a Cuban emigre because she was dressed in black leather and her hair was a shag cut with streaks of blonde hair painted in. She looked more a Goth Punk biker girl than a Cuban parlor owner's spouse. Meanwhile, the couple to be poured over the displays of the tatts on file at the store until they chose a couple for each other.
"Can I have this one for my fiancee?",asked D'Lynne as she pointed to the tattoo design in the book with her finger.
It was a simple red rose, but Heather had other ideas. She pointed to another,more radical design in the book. It was a peace symbol in the combination of the astronomical and astrological emblems for male and female with a ring around its center.
"I'll take this one", pronounced Heather to Senora Cuervo. She opted to go first while D'Lynne looked some more in the book until she came across a tatt she liked.
It was a solar YingYang symbol and she pointed it to the proprietress as Senora Cuervo called out to the left of her.
"Pilar! Vamonos!"
No sooner had she called out than the only child peared out from the behind the beaded curtain.
"Si, Mama?"
"Tend to the tall morena jovena while I attend a la rubio jovena", commanded the proprietress to Pilar.
The young girl was dressed nearly like her mother, but her apparel tastes ran more to the Club Kid crowd as she quickly showed D'Lynne to a seat while her mother attended to Heather.
After an evening of tattooing and body piercing, the trio paid the missus and her daughter for their work and exited the boutique thanking them dearly.
D'Lynne got two rings pierced into her right ear while Heather just had one pierced into her left one. Outside on the sidewalk, April suggested they go down to a bistro that served the best Cocina Cubana in town....and they were off!
Meanwhile back at the ABA house, everything was quiet as the rest of the ABAs poured over the money they had accumulated from the carwash fundraiser. It was not nearly enough for the eastern chapter. Disheartened, they looked to each other disappointedly as Jane knew what she had to do. She reached for her cellphone from her cargo pants pocket, dialed the number and immediately began speaking with someone....a la Casa Mendoza!
"Hola! Is Senora Mendoza present? "
"Si, senorita. Do you wish to speak to her?"
"Si, senora. Es importante."
"I will attempt to reach her",said the maid at the house who had answered the call.
Everyone looked gravely to Jane as she was about to lead them all down a course that would once and for all decide the fate of not only Alpha Beta Alpha East, but Alpha Beta Alpha West, as well....
TO BE CONTINUED....
If you have any other questions, please email me at stonefeet@hotmail.com and I will see if I can answer them the best that I can.This is Keith over and out and bye for now.