*Giving can make you richer while keeping leaves you only with what you have*

(Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.)

*

Before we departed Rio raced back to the room to make some last minute adjustments to her attire. When she came back out all the conversation stopped and every one of us stared. Where could I begin? Rio had three earrings in her left ear and two on her right, the bottom on both sides being ivory skulls with red ruby eyes. She had an obsidian gem glued to her forehead just above her eyebrows.

Her right eyebrow had a simple silver ring, but the one in her left nostril was a tiny pentagram. Her lip ring was a on the left side; a double loop. She'd taken off her bra and her nipple piercings, linked together by a chain, were clearly visible underneath her shirt which she'd tied tightly right below the breast line; her bra was now AWOL.

Her belly button ring has an onyx teardrop attached. As she walked up to the group she stuck her tongue at the others exposing her pewter tongue barbell. She skipped over, breasts bouncing, and hugged me before leaning back and pumping her fist up in the air.

"Free at last!"

"Ten, eleven, twelve," counted off Chastity quietly.

"I have fourteen," Rio grinned lasciviously to Chastity. More than one girl began doing the physiological implications of that claim and I doubted they were thinking about her toes.

"At least if we all end up being arrested one of us will be unrecognizable," Christina commented.

"Is ... is that one of your classmates?" Jill muttered, clearly blanking out the old Rio from her mind.

"For better or worse she's one of us," I boasted. Barbie Lynn, sticking close to my other arm, gave me a desperate, quizzical expression.

"She's one of my students," Barbie told Jill. "She's one of ours still seeking redemption."

Before Rio could be more of a smart-ass I gave her hand a hard squeeze and while she grinned mischievously, she did hold her tongue.

"Okay, ladies, let's go," I announced. We all started migrating toward the door.

"Where are you going?" Jill asked.

"There is a party next door," Christina provided.

"The Wiccan lesbians?" Jill gasped.

"I was wrong, Jill," I evaded. "They are a sorority house, not Wiccan lesbians. They invited us over tonight for a little school mixer."

"Well ... as long as it is just you girls," Jill hoped. I nodded and headed out the door.

"That wasn't very nice," Christina scolded me once we had gathered outside and began moving toward the Kappa Sigma house.

"If I told her it was a sorority house she would have worried but been unable to do anything. This way she didn't have to worry," I explained.

"You have the Devil's Tongue," Christina chided, but she had that smile and gleam in her eye.

"And how," Barbie Lynn snickered. Something passed between Barbie Lynn and Christina but I missed it. My group spilled through the trees that separated the properties and headed for the front door.

Storming the Gates

Two guys had parked their car and were coming up the walkway when they saw us. They did a double-take before looking at each other utterly confused. We lined up at the door first and after I knocked a bright-faced girl, most likely a newly-minted pledge, answered. She took a look at me, smiled, then that smile faded as she saw the passel of women behind me.

"Hi, I'm Zane; we were invited," I offered.

"Oh!" he eyes lit up, "you are that Zane. I thought ... well, we heard you were bringing a guest or two. I ... can I check with someone?" she babbled.

"Sure. Can we wait inside?" I suggested. She nodded and we all started filing in.

Our arrival sent ripples through the house. Apparently not many girls crash a sorority function and since most of the guys present were expecting unfavorable odds, the social dynamic had shifted.

"Zane," Tawny Flores greeted me. Being the Sorority President it was her burden to figure out what our fate would be. "When you said you could bring some friends, you weren't kidding."

There was a pregnant pause before I remembered my manners.

"This is Christina Buchanan, Senior Class President of FFU," I presented our 'Queen'. She and Tawny shook hands, two alpha females testing each other. I started further introduction but was cut off by Tawny's question.

"How do you know the Senior Class President of FFU, Zane?"

"Zane didn't tell you?" Christina marveled. "I figured he would have bragged about it." Seeing Tawny's uncertainty, Christina gave a clever smile and clarified, "Zane is a freshman at FFU."

"But that's a ... All ... how did that happen?" Tawny inquired.

"Zane's turning out to be a very clever boy," Christina grinned knowingly to Tawny who nodded back as if I was a mere mortal amongst titans.

"Please enter, ladies," Tawny said. "Come meet the Alpha Kappa Alpha president, Christina," she continued. "The rest of you, have fun."

It took all of five seconds before the first AKA hit on one of my companions. By the time I made my way to the pool in the back where the music was starting up, it was just me, Barbie Lynn, and Iona. When a tall athletic black student came up and asked Barbie to dance, she turned for my approval which I quickly gave.

"Iona," I whispered to my final FFU lady, "you are here to have fun so relax."

"Can't I stay with you?" she said softly.

"You are with me every other day of the week," I pointed out. No sooner had I said that when another guy came up and asked her to dance. She left me looking somewhat fearful.

I went over to the 'bar' and got a cup of beer but before I could turn around a pair of hands from behind covered my eyes.

"Hey stranger," the female voice addressed me, "I see you delivered on all the hotties."

"I'm glad you appreciate them, Leigh," I replied as I reached up and took hold of her hands.

I turned around, keeping her hands high so that when I faced her I could place them on my shoulders. I let go and snaked my arms around her waist. While Leigh was still taking in her circumstances, I leaned down and kissed her. I pulled back a quarter-step and her lips parted slightly in surprise which allowed me to kiss her again in greater depth, this time lasting several seconds.

"Wow," she panted when our kiss ended, "you don't waste much time."

"That was a 'thank you' for the invite," I informed her. "Somehow I didn't think a card would suffice." Her eyes grew smoky like awakening volcanic pools of desire.

"Show me how well you can dance," Leigh asked playfully. She led me to the pool's edge and I did my best to not look foolish while she came off as devastatingly seductive.

I was having a lot of fun with Leigh until a second girl, Carly by name, tried to break in. A little tug of war broke out and Leigh staggered back over the lip of the pool. I grabbed her at the last moment and kept her from falling in. Tipping there at the lip of the pool, I smiled and said,

"That was close," to which Leigh smirked and pushed me in.

I reached out and snatched her arm as we both tumbled into the water. Leigh squealed as she plunged into the cool water while most of the other students laughed at us. I helped Leigh out and followed her up so that we were both standing, dripping wet, in the warm late summer air.

"Come with me," Leigh urged, as she took my hand and led me into the house. "I'll get you something dry to wear."

We squished up the back stairs past several amused couples until we dodged into Leigh's room. She immediately started to strip down so I did the same, soon leaving us naked. Leigh walked up to me, rubbing her hands along my hips and chest.

"Why didn't you come by for a swim?" she inquired.

"I had some home issues to work out," I admitted. "Aunt Jill is a bit uptight, but she's getting better, and thank you for that too." Of course, having her so naked and so close wasn't doing my attempts at sexual control any good.

"Is that for me?" she said with a toothy grin, looking at my crotch.

"Actually, I'm turned on by your roommate's 'Hello Kitty' comforter," I joked. "I'm a freak that way." She pouted and started to stroke my cock shaft with one hand while circling my head with two fingers from the other.

"Are you sure about that?" she teased.

Words clearly weren't working so I decided to use the hands-on approach. I started by kissing her, wrapping my hands around her ass and picking her up off the ground against me. When Leigh reached her hand up around my neck to steady herself I rested her cunt on the tip of my penis.

"Oh," she gasped but didn't protest, so I slowly lowered her down, easing my penetration to a comfortable rate.

"Holy Crap, you're filling me up," she murmured as her legs squeezed around my waist. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted as she slid down my length until she was nestled tightly against me. For a minute we remained joined and unmoving as her vagina contracted and expanded against me as she sought equilibrium between my girth and her control.

When Leigh was prepared she gave me a nod signaling her readiness. I squeezed her ass firmly and slowly brought her up to the top then slid her down again. I repeated this several times before something occurred to me and I broke the silence.

"Leigh, I totally spaced on a condom," I apologized, but still kept penetrating her.

"Screw it," Leigh breathed huskily. "I'm good and if you give me something, I know where you live." I began picking up the pace, lifting her quickly and letting her bounce back down hard. "Zane," she added, "I just want you to know I don't normally do this -- ah, fuck!"

"I ... oh, well ... I'm sort of a slut, Leigh. I do this a lot," I responded.

"You had better be good at sex, then," she sighed.

"I'd like to think so," I answered.

"That was ... rhetorical Zane. I saw the way those FFU girls looked at you, like we Kappa Sig girls were poaching on their territory," she moaned playfully. "It is really sexy."

Slap, slap, slap -- by now our rhythm included me rocking my hips up and her squeezing me on the downs stroke with her thighs. Leigh was gasping out every curse word I'd ever heard in every conceivable combination plus some words I didn't know existed as our sex intensified. Finally she slammed me into her closet door so that every time we ground together the door creaked.

Somewhere along the line the burn in my thighs and arms began to register with my hormone-stoked mind but the fires of lust kept me standing and humping. I was beginning to think I'd crash to the floor when Leigh's face lit up with passion and fear.

"Put me down, Zane, put me down," she urged quietly.

It took me a second to register the request and another to start maneuvering so that I could disconnect us, but that turned out to be a moment too long. Leigh hadn't been in pain; she had been on the verge of orgasm, and my jolts were the final straw. Leigh screamed loudly and in a way that could not be confused with anything but a woman coming to fruition.

"Zzzzzzzzzaaaaannnnneeeee!!!!" she howled in a wall-shaking sonic explosion. Damn, she had to use my name, didn't she? We spun around and collapsed on the bed, Leigh on top for the nonce. She was still going off so I figured 'what the hell' and rolled over on top of her and went back to pounding away. Leigh's head was thrashing from side to side violently while her body trembled with the aftershocks of her detonation.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck ... harder," she rasped out. As Leigh looked at me hungrily and began tearing kisses from me with bestial fury, I was beginning to think I'd short-circuited her higher brain functions. Her motor control skills were a function above par as her tongue, fingers, and vagina could attest.

"Oh damn," she gasped, "oh fuck, oh damn ... ah, ah, ah, ah .... Aaahhh!!!!! Fuck!" she groaned out before screaming her lungs off, shouting out my name again.

She was driving her pelvis up against me, clawing at my shoulders and back, and kissing the hell out of me yet I still couldn't come. Leigh's eyes blinked then focused on me.

"Are you trying to kill me?" she panted. I shook my head. "Why haven't you come?" she tried next. I had no good answer to that but Leigh rolled me over and started a slow but accelerating bounce, Cowgirl style.

"I'm going to make you cum, you Bastard," she grinned ferociously. I admire a girl who likes a challenge but seriously, Leigh had seemed like such a sweet girl.

"I'm going to own you, Zane Braxton," she growled as she continued to rock my world. "You can fuck the rest but you are coming home with me," she declared. Huh? Where did that come from? "Make me your bitch!" Ex-squeeze me?

"Leigh?" called a worried female voice from outside the door, accompanied by a sharp knock.

In a life approaching normalcy, this would be the point where we wrapped up in the sheets before the door opened; unfortunately, I was in Crazy Town. Leigh kept pounding me hard enough to make the bedsprings squeak.

"Oh, God," gawked a fellow sorority sister as she opened the door and looked inside.

"I ..." had nothing that came to mind that would obfuscate the situation.

"He is so fucking good," gloated Leigh as she kept riding me. Her 'sister' stepped into the room and shut the door.

"Hey, can I get up now?" I inquired.

"NO!" they both shouted at me.

"You need to keep it down," the newcomer insisted. "They can hear you over the music by the pool," which meant they could hear Leigh, not me.

With her message delivered I would have expected the second lady to leave but she didn't.

Trying to change things up, I grabbed both of Leigh's wrists and pushed them behind her back. Leigh toppled forward allowing me to push her arms together and grip them in one of my hands. I used my now free hand to bring one of her breasts to my mouth and I took a nibble.

"Make me scream," she begged. Been there -- done that -- been warned from doing that again.

"You," I addressed the as-of-yet-unnamed sorority sister, "get me the sash from her bathrobe and her pillowcase." She looked at me with confusion. "Do it!"

We kept going at it like wild animals until the girl came back with the sash and shook the pillow free from the pillowcase.

"Here you are. What do you want me to do with this? And by the way, I'm Paris," she got out.

"Paris, bind her hands behind her back with the belt," I instructed. Paris looked skeptical.

"What about the pillowcase?" she questioned.

"I'm going to gag her with it," I explained. Leigh looked frightfully turned on by the prospect.

"I'm not sure about this," Paris worried.

"Do it and then you can join us," Leigh offered; Paris almost bound my hand to Leigh's wrists, she was moving so fast. Paris gave me the pillowcase and I held it up for Leigh to bite down on which she promptly did allowing me to tie it behind her head. If nothing else, this was a learning experience for having fun with Barbie Lynn later.

"What do I do?" Paris asked eagerly.

"Strip," I commanded. As she was doing so I pulled Leigh off and positioned her at the head of the bed, face down and knees propped up on her pillow. Paris came to me; I pulled her into my lap and we started kissing.

First Leigh growled in frustration, then she started groaning in arousal as Paris and I got into it. When I felt Paris was ready I bent her over and directed her toward Leigh's rear end.

"What?" Paris wondered.

"Taste her," I told Paris. She leaned forward and gave Leigh's pussy a good solid kiss, followed by a lick as Leigh moaned in response.

Paris put a hand on each of Leigh's buttocks as a prelude to diving into her sister's favors. They developed a back and forth vocalization as Paris pushed Leigh forward before rebounding back.

That part of the threesome off to a rocking start, I took an identical place behind Paris. She shuddered and spread her legs a little wider as I took my first taste of her.

"Mmmm ..." she exhaled as I went from teasing her lips to dipping my tongue into her depths and twisting it among her folds, inserting a finger into her cunt just below. The clitoris came next, followed by slowly darting my tongue toward her anus.

"Aaahhh ... wow," she moaned as I first touched it. When I went back down she actually twitched her butt and tried to lower herself down to catch my action.

Ahead of me I could hear Leigh starting to go off again, muffled somewhat by her gag. Paris was preoccupied so I figured it was an opportune time to kneel behind her and insert my penis into her nicely snug pussy; for a moment I was afraid she was a virgin. I tried to moderate my progress into her but when I passed the halfway mark, Paris shoved her ass back against me.

"Ugh ... ah ... that's ... fantastic," Paris moaned as I flexed my member inside her vagina. Leigh mumbled something that I assumed was in the affirmative. A series of pushes and shoves were getting us into a good cadence to the point I finally felt my gut beginning to tense in preparation of my own climax; then the door opened.

"Zane," Tawny stated with steely resolve. Both Leigh and Paris separated and rolled to their sides, staring warily at their Sorority President. I was sort of left on my knees with my pecker at attention.

"I told you," Christina retorted smugly to Tawny, as if I was some prized pet.

"Thirty-three minutes," Tawny noted on her watch. "It took him thirty-three minutes to bed two of my girls. That has to be some kind of World record." I had to think fast.

"It's all my fault. I fell into the pool, pulling Leigh in with me, and when Paris showed up..." I fumbled through.

"...She fell into bed with you while simultaneously losing all her clothing as well?" Tawny taunted me.

"That explanation works for me," I shyly agreed.

"Zane, why is Leigh tied up and gagged?" Christina noted.

"Rumor has it that Leigh is a screamer," Tawny informed Christina.

"Oh...I think we can chalk that rumor down as confirmed," Christina smiled.

"Can we get dressed and forget this ever happened?" I suggested.

"The girls can get dressed, Zane, but what are you going to wear?" Tawny smirked as she kicked my pile of wet clothes.

"Leigh, why don't you go over to Zane's place and ask his Aunt to give you a fresh set of clothes," Christina asked.

Paris was rapidly getting redressed but when I crawled around her to free Leigh's hands she turned on me, pressed me to the mattress and gave me a serious oral assault. Leigh removed her gag, Paris sat up to resume dressing, and then Leigh took her turn kissing me before I could rise.

"Enough," snapped Tawny to her two horny sorority sisters. Soon enough both ladies had left, but not before Leigh turned and mouthed 'catch you later' to me; I was left trying to decide if that was a promise or a threat.

"Do I get something to wear now?" I pleaded.

"No," Tawny responded, taking a seat at Leigh's desk and looking me over. Christina came over and sat at the head of the bed (I was still down by the foot).

"So, Zane," Tawny mused, "does this happen to you often?"

"No...well, actually, yes," I muttered in embarrassment, "though this is my first three-way since coming back to the States."

"We could have another one right now," Christina stated, her voice husky with desire as she reached for my hand.

I'm not sure what look of surprise/horror must have come over my face because both Christina and Tawny burst out laughing.

"At least you don't assume you are 'all that,'" Tawny chuckled.

"Oh, he has his egotistical moments," Christina informed her, "isn't that right, Zane?"

I took that moment to cover my crotch with Leigh's pillow, which seemed only polite. Tawny waved her hand majestically.

"Huh?" I wondered, which only had her make the same dismissive wave with her hand. "You have got to be kidding me?" Tawny looked to Christina who nodded her assent. "I..." the protest began but I realized it was pointless so I removed the pillow exposing my still hard and as yet unrelieved cock.

"To answer Christina's earlier question, I do have my moments but I think most of Christina's problems with me relate to the fact that I'm going to put her through a moral realignment," I related.

"Oh?" Tawny looked surprised. "Do tell."

"You saw that girl with more metal than sense that came in with us? Zane has gotten it into his head that he needs to defend her," Christina explained.

"She deserves a chance here just like everyone else," I countered.

"She's a thief, drug user, vandal, and generally violent to those around her; she's a felon," Christina lectured me.

"You used to wear diapers; do I call you a bed-wetter?" I lashed back, followed by a moment of silence.

"I see what you mean, Christina; he's very defensive of her. She must be pretty good in bed," Tawny observed.

"As far as I know, they've never slept together; they are only friends," Christina informed her.

"That's charming," Tawny remarked softly.

"I found it quite grating at first but I confess his attitude has grown on me," Christina admitted. "You would think that given his living circumstances, he'd be more self-centered..."

"Or gay," Tawny finished.

"Don't you have boyfriends you should be meeting, or discovering?" I questioned.

"I'm happy where I am," Christina answered.

"Me too," Tawny added. I got up and headed for the door when Tawny stopped me. "Where do you think you are going?"

"I need a wash cloth," I answered. "I'm a bit of a mess," I indicated my cock with a flicker of my eyes. Of course, my sneaking down the hall, naked, in the middle of a party would cause its own problems.

"I'll take care of that," Tawny grinned. I had this sudden vision of Tawny going down on her knees and cleaning my penis with her lips and tongue but in reality, she headed to the door, called over a sister, and sent her on the errand.

I flopped back on the bed with a sigh then let my eyes wander around the room. They came to rest on Christina who was studying me. I leaned over, propped myself up on my tortured knees and leaned in to kiss her because it was something I wanted to do since I first met her.

"No," she responded. I kept leaning in until she raised a finger to my lips to stop my progress. "No," she repeated, but a playful fire danced in her eyes.

I stopped and rocked back onto my ass. Tawny had watched the exchange with interest and now came off the chair and stood before me. I was looking into the cleavage of her burgundy shirt and nice, if not Barbie-licous, tits. I rose up, put my hands on her elbows, and started to pull her toward me but she shook her head.

Tawny took my hands, untangled them from my hold on her, and pressed them behind my back. This has the unwelcome effect of propelling her pubic area onto my over-eager cock. I had the strangest feeling Rio had scrawled 'Lil Bitch' on my forehead with red lipstick because I was being freaking abused by these two.

She drew me into a kiss that rolled into another like waves crashing upon the beach. By the end we were both panting, our bodies pressed tightly together. Tawny rested her head against my chin (she's tall with heels) and looked upon Christina.

"Aren't you worried about someone taking him away?" she teased her fellow Alpha female.

"He'll be there when I want him," Christina stated smugly.

"I think we need to clarify our relationship," I mutter to Christina through Tawny's hair. "I was leaning more toward making you my sex toy and keeping you in my basement."

"Truly, Zane, would you ever restrain me?" Christina asks seductively.

"Physically or emotionally?" I ask.

"Emotionally," she answered.

"No. I could never do that to you, Christina. It would kill you inside," I respond truthfully.

"See?" Christina told Tawny, "He loves me." Tawny's reaction is not what I expected. She turned back so that our eyes are only inches apart.

"If you ever need help getting over that heartache, you know where to come," she breathed into me.

"Aaahhh...thank you?" I managed to get out. A girl knocked on the door, breaking our embrace as Tawny had to go to the door and get my wash cloth and towel. By the time I was done Leigh had come back breathless with a fresh set of clothes for me. While I got dressed Tawny and Christina left, dragging Leigh along with them. I hadn't been here an hour but I already felt like I'd been through three rounds of a prize fight.

Reaching Heaven

Sliding through the halls I ended up near the game room when someone backed into me. It was Heaven being aggressively advanced on by a tall, slender guy in an AKA jacket, so I side-stepped Heaven and placed an arm around her waist. Heaven's head flashed toward me first in anger, then in surprise.

"Hey, Heaven," I greeted her, and since she was still looking at me, I kissed her lightly on the lips. Fortunately, Heaven actually managed to look grateful for the intervention but things weren't over yet.

"Hey, buddy," the guy smiled with not a hint of friendliness as he pushed my chest, "I'm working here."

"Hey, buddy," I grinned right back, "she came here with me."

"Ha," he snorted, "this is an AKA -- Kappa Sig function. If you crash the party, you should expect to share," as if my ladies were a candy bar or a pack of gum. As he spoke, he reached for Heaven's arm to pull her away but I caught his wrist.

"We were invited too so you should back off and find someone else more appreciative of your charms," I warned him. He shook his wrist free and gave us an evil grin as he backed off.

"She's not worth it," he sneered.

"Loser," Heaven shot right back, giving him a palpable slap to his ego.

I caught sight of Chastity watching the whole exchange, giving me a quick nod before feigning attention for a blonde, buff AKA brother; Heaven had another guardian but I'd interfered before she'd come into play.

"Zane, you can let go of me now," Heaven muttered.

"No. You have to kiss me first," I whispered into her ear.

"Not going to happen," Heaven declared softly. I waited for her to shrug me off but she didn't.

"Do you want to go out back?" I asked.

"No," was her monosyllabic response.

"Listen, we can go outside and have a good time, or I can take you upstairs and fuck your ass until..." I whispered into her ear "...you beg me to stop."

"I'm not afraid of you," she defied me, at which point I steered her to the stairs heading up. We found the linen closet open and unoccupied so we slipped in, shut the door, and turned off the light so the only illumination came from the slats in the door.

I pressed Heaven's back against the wall and dove into her tasty lips. Heaven responded hungrily, wrapping her arms around my neck and running her hands through my hair. I had to remind myself that this woman had been painfully cruel to me on multiple occasions.

"Thank you, Zane," Heaven whispered up to me, her dark eyes glimmering in the pale light seeping in from the door. I decided to not ask what she was thanking me for.

"You aren't trying to get out of having sex with me, are you?" I taunted her back. My first instinct was to force her to turn around facing the wall and having my way with her -- there was still a bit of lingering hate on my part going on but...

"Turn around," I requested. Seeing her hesitation... "I really want you right now."

"Oh," she exhaled, then she giggled and turned around, taking little steps and rubbing against me.

"Let me know what you like," I whispered into her ear. I let my hands coast along her throat until my fingertips touched, then I withdrew them back around and down her shoulders. I felt a slight flutter course through Heaven before I worked down her back to linger at her ass.

I knelt behind Heaven and began massaging each cheek in turn, moving them together then pulling them apart. I kept the massage going for two minutes before Heaven began slipping her high heels farther apart and pushing back against me. I let my hands slide down to the bottom of her short red dress, then began hiking it up to the small of her back.

She had on a thong which I imagined made strapping down her own cock a little difficult. I kissed her left cheek first; Heaven trembled so I kissed the other, inducing a tiny moan. I rested my hands on her hips and pulled her back into my kiss, swiveling her hips sensually around so that I could bring them to my lips.

In the dim light I could see Heaven ball up her fists and claw the wall in sexual tension. I pulled her butt floss aside and began to dart my tongue from the top of her ass and working my way down. Heaven pushed up on her toes eagerly, trying to move my tongue to her anus.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked her.

"Stop and I'll beat you back into high school," she growled in a throaty voice. I'm not sure how hard you would have to stomp someone to beat them back a whole school year but I definitely decided to not find out. I began slowly probing her ass with my tongue, occasionally licking up to the cleft and down to the cloth covering her balls.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ah, ah, ah, ah," Heaven panted. "Oh, yes...fuck yeah, right there," she went on and on. I sneaked a hand between her legs and brought it up subtly to her contained penis and began to rub it, causing her to jolt, clench her teeth, and stifle a yelp.

"Am I better than Christina?" I asked. Heaven shimmied in agitation before responding.

"No...but you are good," she allowed. I answered that with a finger coming up and pressing into her ass. I alternated between tongue and finger until she was good and slick. I stood up, unzipped my pants, and pulled them down with my underwear.

"I hope you are ready," I informed her, with my need evident as my penis came free and rubbed up between her butt cheeks. Heaven started trying to reposition herself to capture me inside her.

"Are you going to make me your lover?" I whispered into her ear.

"Shut up," she gasped back. I drew back even as she pushed up as far as she could go and tried to wiggle her asshole onto my cock.

"I don't want this to be some random fuck, Heaven. I want to do this again. Make me your lover," I repeated. Heaven groaned loudly.

"No," she choked back a sob. I pressed the tip of my cock against her opening and she responded by slowly pushing against me. "I...I'm...Zane, I'm..." she whimpered with self-doubt.

"You are beautiful," I told her softly.

"Aaahhh..." she gasped as her resistance collapsed and my prodding head popped in. "Zane," she purred, "so good." I was sure it was painful but Heaven wouldn't show it.

"Make me your lover," I said yet again as I slid a bit more of me into her rectum.

"No," she moaned, so I stopped myself and held us there. "Don't pull out," she begged.

"I'm not going to," I promised her, "but say it anyway."

"You are my lover," she whispered. "You are my lover," she repeated a little louder.

"Now tell me you're my bitch," I taunted her.

"You are my bitch," she teased me right back between sobs of pleasure.

"I'll take that," I told her, before nibbling on her earlobe. I kept tantalizing he ear, neck, and shoulder as I let her gently adjust to my cock as it entered her.

"Oh, God," she exhaled softly, "is there more?"

"Yes, but you are over half way," I calmed her. "We'll take it easy."

"Oh, oh, oh, God...fill me up, you bastard," she panted. "I can take it...oh, God, I can take it." She was psyching up for the extreme sensations she was going through. She wasn't losing her anal virginity; she was losing it again but in her way, on her terms.

I slowed my entrance when I heard her choked sobs. I pressed down on her until my head was beside hers. It was left unspoken that I was here if she needed to express herself.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..." then she noticed how I was positioned and she fell silent for a moment. "Zane, I'm...okay."

"Damn, Heaven, you are so sexy right now," I groaned, "so damn tight."

"Fuck me like you mean it," she replied, "like I'm your woman."

"I'm not all the way in yet," I cautioned her.

"Oh...well...get to it. I...I can take it," she ground out somewhat fearfully.

"Promises, promises," I playfully scolded her, accentuated by short jabs deeper into her ass.

"Oh...fuck you," she gasped. "I can...I can do this, I can do this...oh, God." On the last 'oh God,' I finally pressed as tightly to her butt as I could and settled there.

We remained locked together until Heaven reached back and ran her fingers through my hair.

"I'm ready," she whispered to me.

"Heaven, I'm going to do what I promised; I'm going to fuck you until you can no longer stand," I reminded her.

"You don't...have...what it takes...freshman. Give it...your...best shot," she panted.

I didn't rush to her challenge right away, taking it nice and slow at first. My cock withdrew until my cockhead was at the point it distended her anus.

"Aaahhh...perfect," she whimpered and started to tremble uncontrollably. I started returning to her, letting her vibrations rise and crash as I made my way back down.

On that last inch down Heaven suddenly pushed back against me and cried out, "Yes!" This made me smile. Sex is good, but sex when your partner is totally into the sex is fantastic. It still baffled me that people would want to use sex as pain -- to punish. It is like cooking a five-course meal and eating the ashes of your campfire instead.

I moved my hands from her hips to her breasts, caressing them as I repeated the process of receding then plunging in deep. Heaven reacted by thrusting my cock home and grunting from her gut as she did so. Our pace and tempo increased until I was slamming her hard, the sweat on her ass and my thighs enhancing the 'slap, slap' as we went at it.

Heaven shuddered, then she desperately reached out and fumbled among the towels. A hand towel came flying my way and I noticed she grabbed another one and began shoving it between her legs -- she was about to orgasm.

"Don't let me scream," she hissed.

Since one hand was down below and the other was keeping me from pumping her through the wall, I figured she wanted to be muffled. I got there right on time as Heaven made seven sharp intakes of breath then cried out. I reveled in her anal ring spasms around me, the heat of her body burning my penis with her intensity.

When Heaven began to slump as she coasted down from her high I released her breast and wrapped an arm around her waist and held her against me. Heaven's knees wobbled but she didn't fall so it was time to turn up the screws.

"Round two, Heaven," I warned her as I picked up my piston-like motion once again and released the towel on her shoulder.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh...you bastard," she gasped. Now I rested my hands on her hips once more to maintain our rhythm. I could feel Heaven struggling to keep up her breathing with her diaphragm constantly disrupted by her sexual aftershocks. My pounding into her weak flesh caused her tight, firm ass to ripple and brought forth more animalistic noises from Heaven.

"What a great piece of ass," I praised her. "I want you, Heaven, and I'm not going to stop loving your body until you can't take it anymore."

"Fuck you...oh...yes...God... God yes...I'm..." and I muffled her once again as the second eruption came quickly after the first.

I remained merciless in my assault, to the point I had pushed her fully against the wall, still on the tips of her toes. I wouldn't stop; I felt this was a challenge we should both meet.

"Ah...Zane...tell me...you...love me," Heaven wheezed.

"I love you, Heaven. You feel so right in my arms," I gasped. She sighed lustfully and I kept thrusting.

"I...I can't take anymore," she begged with bated breath.

"I want to hear you say that you surrender to me," I growled as I let my cock reach its farthest penetration, then gave one might shove entering new territory. Heaven's mind and body collapsed at that moment.

She hit her orgasm as she lost total emotional and physical control. She was flopping against me until she retreated from her third climax and she was pretty much at my mercy. I pulled her off me, slowly rolled her over on the wall and let her slide down. Heaven's crotch was covered with a towel. I stepped forward with my cock pressing toward her face.

"Suck it," I demanded of Heaven. She looked up at me defiantly, then to my cock with fatigued breaths. My cock had just come out of her ass and here it was within tongue's reach of her lips. Heaven looked over her options and right at the point I was sure she would refuse, two trembling hands rose up and took hold of my shaft and balls.

Her tongue licked the tip of my cock; Heaven judged the taste and she went back down to take in more of my cock. One hand stroked the staff while the other began massaging my balls. After several efforts to swallow most of my chock she started talking.

"You Bastard," she gulped. "Next time cum in my ass, but right now I'm thirsty."

I took my hands to her head and began fucking her face at a steady pace. Heaven pressed her hands against my thighs to stop me then started bobbing her head instead. She wasn't the best yet but she was improving wonderfully, learning more patience as well as becoming a better judge of my reactions to what she was doing.

Gobbling and slurping noises followed as her uncertainty faded and she began to bask in the power she had over me.

"Ready to cum, Zane?" she said with a sloppy wet smile. I nodded vigorously. "I'm not done with you yet," she laughed, "so you had better keep it together."

"Crap," I gasped, as she took in more of me than previously done. She let my cockhead rub against the back of her mouth repeatedly before finally pushing it past her gag reflex. She couldn't do it for long but she kept at it until I couldn't take the throat contractions anymore.

"Cumming," I gasped. Heaven grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me in as far as she dared.

She didn't press her nose to my stomach but she came close. I grabbed her head and began shooting off into her throat. Heaven choked and sputtered, drinking me down in several gulps. She ran her tongue along my shaft as she languidly withdrew me to her lips. She sealed her blowjob with a final kiss and lick to my head, catching that last drop of semen.

Heaven slumped against the wall panting heavily, licking her lips and letting her hands fall to her lap.

"Is this what it is like?" she whispered more to herself than me. I lifted her up onto her shaky legs and pulled her tightly to my chest.

"No..." she muttered, but then her tone changed and she wrapped her arms around my waist, "Fuck it," she sighed, and put her head on my chest. "I can hear your heartbeat," she commented.

"Your breath against my chest feels pretty good too," I whispered to her.

"Let's get dressed," she responded after a moment. "We should get back to the party."

"I hate you," Heaven declared as we were cleaning up.

"Why?" I wondered. Had I accomplished nothing?

"You are fun," she snapped, as if she was declaring me to be a Satanist.

"That is a bad thing?" I questioned.

"Yes...no...damn it, I want to spend time with you and that's not right," she explained desperately. Seeing that her message wasn't getting through, "You are a man," she added.

"I have no idea what you have against my gender but can't you take a chance and believe that I'm not like other men who have been in your life?" I suggested.

"See, that is why you are bad for me," she sounded exasperated. "I want to believe you and I know you only want me for the sex."

"Yes, absolutely; I want to have sex with you. Heaven, you are a terribly attractive woman and what is wrong with wanting to make love to you?" I countered.

That brought her up short as she looked deeply into my eyes.

"Zane, I'm not a woman; I'm a guy," Heaven whispered.

"Did we just make love?" I reposed. I could see her struggle with that and then I knew; she'd been fucked and used like some -- piece of meat but a man had never made love to her until now.

"Yes, Zane, yes, we did," she said softly. "We made love."

"Good, because I'd like to do it again. Can I expect to see you once a month?" I requested.

"Once a month," Heaven told me with a sweet smile on her face, "I'm far hungrier than that."

"We may have to work something out with Barbie Lynn," I pointed out.

"Barbie Lynn can kiss my ass," Heaven declared, and to emphasize her point, she grabbed my cock through my pants, saying "Mine!" with a shark-like snarl.

"Weren't you kicking my ribs in three days ago?" I reminded her.

"Oh, don't be a wimp," she snapped, but like lightning flashing across the horizon, she changed tack. "I promise I'll make it up to you," she moaned as she rubbed her body against me.

"I'd like for you to make it up to Rio too," I hinted.

"Hell, no!" Heaven growled. "There is no way I'm going to fuck Rio."

"Damn right; if Rio knew she was going to have sex with you, she'd go out and buy the biggest strap-on possible and you wouldn't walk straight for a week," I nodded.

"You would like to see that, wouldn't you?" she suspiciously accused me.

"No. That would hurt like a bitch and I don't want to walk funny for a week," I replied straight-faced. For a millisecond Heaven got angry, then she let it bleed away and laughed instead. Maybe Rio taking my ass with a dildo was something Heaven found amusing.

"Fine, Joker. Let's get back to the party before Christina realizes I'm missing," Heaven told me.

"Turn around," I asked her. Heaven glared at me then rolled her eyes in mock disgust, turned around, and thrust her ass back. I leaned down and bit each cheek once more. I was rewarded with another sharp intake of breath by Heaven which she attempted to hide.

"Can't get enough?" she purred while looking at me over her shoulder and smiling.

Heaven was clearly enjoying herself, which was kind of neat, but I didn't want her getting too cocky. I stood and spanked her hard on the ass causing her to jump.

"Ow!" she got out before I took her jaw in hand and kissed her. Our tongues wrestled and entwined deeply before we separated and made for the door.

We stepped out to mild applause from a gathering of eavesdroppers before making it to the stairs. Out of the blue, Heaven reached out and interlaced her fingers in mine as if it was the most normal thing in the world. As we walked into the kitchen Hope detached herself from some guy who was busier staring at the cleavage of her strapless white dress than actual conversation.

"Where have you guys...oh, my God," she giggled as she looked into Heaven's blushing face. "Shit, Zane, how many girls do you plan to nail tonight?"

"It's not like I have some Grand Plan, Hope," I shrugged helplessly.

"When is my turn?" Hope joked as the guy she'd been talking to came up. Heaven gripped my arm tighter but I had the feeling that had more to do with Hope's comment.

"October twenty-second at eight-thirty," I tossed back to her. Hope smiled at us before pulling Heaven to her. "Let Zane go for a while," she told Heaven softly. "We know where he lives ... and where he sleeps." Together, the two ladies turned to face the 'guy', allowing me to head out in search of Iona.

Oh, So This is How I Got Here

I found Iona corned by some dark-haired stocky man against the bar. Iona had 'victim' written all over her face and he was coming across as a pit bull with the scent of blood.

"Zane!" Iona squeaked as she forced herself past him and into my arms.

"Hey, Babe," I responded with real affection, stroking her hair gently for emphasis.

"I told you my boyfriend was coming for me," Iona told the AKA man scowling at me. He skulked off for greener pastures and Iona wrapped her arms around my waist. "I prayed you'd come back for me. You left me and I couldn't find you," she pleaded.

"Iona, why didn't you simply text me using '911'?" I questioned her. "I'd have come running." Iona, our tech-genius, blushed in embarrassment at my simple suggestion to her dilemma.

"Oh...yeah, I could have done that," she mumbled. We spent several minutes rocking slowly to the music, Iona pressing with her back to me and my arms around her. "I have to go to the bathroom," she told me quietly. "Come with me?"

"Girl's bathroom, here we come," I smiled down at her.

We made our way to the middle of the house to one of two lower bathrooms, this one devoted to girls for the night. As Iona gave me a quick, shy grin and disappeared behind the door, I realized some asshole was giving me the once over. It was the AKA who had been scoping out Heaven. I met his glare until he turned away and left.

Cappadocia gave me a friendly bump as she slipped past me and went into the bathroom as well. "Oh, Zzzzaannnneee..." giggled Cappy, mimicking Leigh's earlier outburst which led me to groan and slump against the wall. Iona came out and beamed with pleasure, maybe dreading that I would have abandoned her again.

Something caught her eye that caused that smile to fade into concern. I looked her way and saw the pit bull, and he'd gained a buddy. Fortunately, the hall ran both ways so I took Iona by the arm and turned to go the other direction -- where I saw Heaven's old beau and he'd grown two AKA clones. With pain so imminent on the horizon I had to wonder if I'd been such a total bastard.

"Get help," I hissed to Iona before pushing her away from me. I moved so my back was to the bathroom door.

"Zane-boy," mocked the Heaven guy, "let's go out back and talk."

"No, thanks," I smiled, "I may be a horny fucker but you are too much of a pussy for me."

As you might guess, that didn't go over well. I weighed my responses and decided my best option was to drag things out until a few FFU ladies could come to my rescue so I let them grab hold of me. What I had underestimated was their sense of entitlement. They didn't feel the need to hide my beat-down. They shoved me through the girl's bathroom door and poured in after me, ready for an immediate infliction of my punishment.

The one silver lining was that they'd thrown the first punch so I was free to lash out. I kicked the first guy coming for me, knocking him back into the wall beside the door. I snaked a punch past the second man's guard but then they overwhelmed me and slammed me into the far wall. I blocked with my thighs and forearms until they pinned my arms, then the body blows began.

"Hold him up," the Heaven butthole growled to his buddies, "I'm going to kick his ass."

"Since your fist is as tiny as your penis, that's hardly a threat," I gasped. My dumb comment earned me a crunching blow to the ribs. Right then, the stall beside us opened up revealing Cappadocia as she stepped out.

"Get out of here, bitch," the guy closest to her snapped. Cappadocia had a moment to assess the situation.

"I kick ass for the Lord," she stated clearly.

"Huh?" the guy had just enough time to say before Cappadocia's spin-kick caught him along his jaw line, slammed his face into the tiled wall, and re-arranged his dental work.

At the same time, my main assailant hammered me again but Cappadocia rapidly became a primary diversion. It was a real pity; they should have been watching the door because Heaven came storming through and kidney punched the first (non-me) bastard she came across. A third guy managed to raise his arms fast enough to partially deflect Cappadocia's next punch.

As they released me, I slumped half-way down the wall before Heaven's bastard launched another kick at me. I was able to block it with my arms. He hauled back again with a snarl on his face when Heaven blazed up behind him, grabbed the back of his head, and pummeled it into the wall. Heaven spun around as Cappadocia yanked me up.

Against us, the last three AKA's were gathering themselves for our rush. Another frat-boy opened the door.

"Guys, is everything..." he began before Rio smashed that nice looking vase I'd last seen in the entryway over the man's head.

The guy staggered and fell to one knee so Rio kicked him in his butt and sent him sprawling on the floor. Before she could get off more than one war-whoop, yet another AKA yanked her into the hall. Heaven was fierce and I knew Cappadocia could fight but I was far less certain of how well Rio could defend herself; we charged.

Now, please understand that FFU does not turn out super-commandos. It stresses physical fitness and discipline but that doesn't overcome the basic advantage of height, weight and reach of the average AKA brother. Add to that, we were outnumbered two to one and things were looking bad.

One unforeseen advantage we possessed was that if you were FFU, every guy was the enemy (some were still a little conflicted by my existence). The same did not hold true for Alpha Kappa Alpha. Nearly half the girls were Kappa Sigma. All it really took was Iona being a smart little camper.

Iona found Christina and Tawny and rapidly brought them up to speed with the crisis. Christina quickly moved to get her girls out while Tawny rallied her troops to break up the fight. It was inevitable that some confused AKA punched out a Kappa Sig, at which point chaos broke out. In the midst of this, Rio and I bolted for the back in order to gather all the girls in the back of the house.

Heaven and Cappadocia did the same, heading up to the front. The plan was, we'd make for my house with as many as we could gather. With some effort I made it out the back gate with eight of my ladies and we ran for the wood line separating the properties. As we broke through into view of Aunt Jill's house, we ran into Christina and the rest of our expedition.

A quick check showed that though we were bloody and torn, we were all accounted for. The look Christina gave me was scathing and I accepted it with shame because I'd promised my school mates a fun time, not a melee. I was figuring this was the end when Heaven came up and took my hand, smiling up at me.

"That was fun," she laughed. Charity, Faith, and Hope nodded, along with more than half of the other girls.

"What the fuck?" I muttered. Rio laughed and slapped me on the back.

"Just like old times, minus the gunshots and sirens," Rio declared ecstatically. On cue, the sirens began in the distance. As we raced to the house, Heaven couldn't stop grinning like a maniac

"Damn it, Zane, you stapled a smile to her face," Christina glowered at me once we got inside and, with the quartet, we separated from the rest. "You fucked her, didn't you?"

"What makes you think that?" I evaded. It wasn't like she was either of our parents.

"Assume for a moment I haven't known her like she's my own twin sister -- no, wait, you can't because she is like my twin sister," Christina pointed out. She reached out and took Heaven by the arm.

"Tell me you didn't let him fuck you," she pleaded with her friend.

"I...uh...yes, I dragged him into a closet and let him fuck me up the ass until I could no longer stand, and I loved it...and he wants to do it to me again," Heaven fought back, "and again."

"Zane, why did you do this to her?" Christina turned back to me.

"Duh!" I grumbled, "She's hot and she likes sex. I wasn't aware I needed any more motivation." Chastity lost it and began giggling, which brought down Hope's iron exterior as well. Christina shot them a glance but Chastity wouldn't stop.

"Christina, I think we have a bigger concern," Chastity stated.

"What is that?" Christina responded cautiously.

"I'd worry about which one of us Zane nails next," Chastity explained between snickers.

"Wow," I sighed, "you make it sound like I'm some sort of sexual predator."

"Zane, you are a sexual predator," Hope pointed out.

"I prefer the term service provider," I quipped. Heaven snuck up on me and took my hand. I immediately suspected a judo throw was in my future but instead, she snuggled around my arm like a mini Barbie Lynn. I was suddenly missing the Heaven who wanted to kick me because I knew that personality, where this new one was a mystery.

"Heaven?" Christina questioned her, clearly as confused as me.

"Hey, I've never had a boyfriend before," Heaven shrugged. "I want to get some use out of him." Christina had no comeback for that. I'm thinking 'boyfriend?'

"You do realize you are going to have to share him?" Hope pointed out.

"As long as those other girls know their place, I'm okay with that," Heaven stated matter-of-factly.

"On that note, I'm going to go look for some ladies that actually appreciate me," I announced as I untangled myself from Heaven. As I broke free, Heaven made a grab for my elbow.

"Can we...you know...get together tomorrow?" she asked. I stroked her cheek around her ear and into the hair at the back of her head, bringing her head to me so that we could kiss.

"Sure. I'll pick you up around five. We can hit a restaurant then can catch a movie," I outlined. Heaven blinked with uncertainty.

"I...what?" she muttered.

"Heaven, Zane is asking you out on a date," Christina explained to her friend. Heaven looked over to me for confirmation so I nodded.

"Say 'yes'," Chastity goaded Heaven, who had been rendered speechless.

"Yes," Heaven said to me.

"I'll pick you up in the parking lot at five," I told her before departing in search of Rio, Iona, and Barbie Lynn.