Rebecca Butler - Freshman nymph

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"There, now," Audrey said, rinsing off the last traces of soap. She had cleansed Becky internally and externally, and, in spite of the sheepishness the blonde felt about her involuntary pussy lubrication, she did have to admit that she felt one hundred percent better than she had when she left Jay's room at the Sands Motel. Once more she knew that she was clean and whole and she could look other people in the face again. Even Marjie, who had suddenly turned out to be so catty, so bitchy.

Audrey dried her hands and calves and feet and stood on the rug beside the tub. "I think you're all right," she said. "There shouldn't be any more danger of infections or anything. So," she added, starting into her bedroom, "you just dry off and come on out. Oh," as her eyes took in Becky's discarded clothing. "Don't you wear undies?"

"Most of the time," Becky smiled. "Panties, at least. But that rotten bastard tore mine up tonight. He was that anxious to get me into bed."

"Hmm," Audrey observed. "I don't think I have a bra your size. Mine would be like tents on you, but I have some panties you can borrow if you want. Just come on out when you're ready and we'll take a look."

When the other girl had gone, Becky opened the drain in the tub and lay squirming and squiggling in the water as it flowed out. When it was all gone, she stood up reluctantly, took a towel from the wall, and rubbed herself dry. She bent to pick up her clothes, wrapped the towel round herself, and stepped into the other room where Audrey sat on the bed, clad once more in her shimmering sheer nightie.

Becky came to her as Audrey patted the bed beside herself. "Sit down," she called, "and let's have a girl-to-girl talk, all about you and what you're going to do."

Her arm slipped round Becky's waist, as two fond sisters might sit together talking and clasping, and Becky felt her hip press against the other girl's.

"Thank you, Audrey," she said softly.

"You don't have to thank me," Audrey smiled. "After all, even if you're only a pledge now, still, you're going to be a Sig Alph, and Sig Alphs stick together. That is, you do want to be a Sig Alph, don't you?"

Becky looked with hopeful eyes at Audrey. "I thought I didn't," she sighed, "but now I think I want to, after all"

"Of course you want to," Audrey said. "Every girl here at State would like to be a Sig Alph, but not very many can. You're special, Becky. We knew that when you came to our Rush Tea, and we were delighted when you listed us as your first choice on the rush card you filled out. We wanted you then, and we want you now.

"I know," she went on, "how upset you were about what you had to endure tonight, but believe me-if I'd known what that boy had in mind for you, I'd have told Coach Dietrich and his football-feverish mind to go straight to bell, that none of our girls had time for crude beasts like the ones he wanted to impress. And tomorrow, I promise you, Becky, I'm going to call him and tell him all about this and inform him that next year he can look elsewhere for pretty girls to use as bait."

Becky suddenly grew alarmed. She remembered the way the coach had looked at the pledges when he was inspecting them today, the unbridled lust that had filled his eyes as he glommed over their trim young bodies. She didn't want him to know that she, Becky Ryan, the lovely blonde who had rated an extra look from his frankly appraising stare, had been forced to undergo such humiliation. It would be as bad as if he'd been there, sitting in a chair by the bed, shouting encouragement to Jay as he fucked her ass.

"No," she said, "don't tell him about me."

"I wouldn't tell him it was you," Audrey smiled. "Just that one of my girls had been mistreated."

"But he'd find out," Becky protested. If he didn't know already, she thought shudderingly. Maybe Jay had called the coach, maybe the coach had called Jay to see how things were going. What if he already knew?

Audrey's hand slipped upward, taking Becky by the shoulder, turning her round to face her own open, frank countenance. Her other hand rested lightly on Becky's knee, bare below the hem of the towel in which the blonde girl was wrapped.

"It's all right," she said. "If you don't want me to tell him, I won't. But, Becky, love, this isn't the worst thing that's ever happened to a girl. I know you feel badly, that it seems as if your body baa been sold and betrayed. But there are many worse things in life, even though I hope you never have to face any of them."

She put fingers to Becky's chin, propped the young freshman's face up, met Becky's blue-eyed stare with the pleasant return of her own brown orbs. There was a flash of something Becky could not interpret in Audrey's face, and then that lovely mouth was coming towards hers, and their lips met.

Audrey's mouth brushed against Becky's, lightly, casually, innocently, and her lips pulled free, but the older girl's head withdrew only a little way. The two girls were close enough that Becky could feel the tingling tickling of Audrey's breath on her lips, and their foreheads were almost touching.

"So you're sure you still want to be a Sigma Alpha, then?" Audrey teased, and Becky felt the vibrations of the other girl's mouth as it moved, transmitted across the negligible space between them.

Moved by a sensation she could not comprehend, let alone master, Becky made her reply in a most positive and definite manner. She moved her face forward, toward Audrey's, and clamped her hot wet open mouth against her friend's.

Audrey's lips parted as Becky's touched them, and their oral openings met and clung as though their rims were coated in glue. The girls fell onto their sides on the bed, mouths pressed tight, bands clutching at one another's bodies. The only thing that mattered to Becky at that instant was the wonderful beautiful feeling she got as she kissed Audrey, and even more lovely was the marvelous sensitive action she was getting in return.

They kissed a long, long minute, holding one another fight, their bare breasts separated only by Becky's wrap-around towel and the gossamer thinness of Audrey's nightdress. And as they continued their kiss, the first kiss of passion Becky had ever shared with another girl, the lovely blonde felt fingers undoing the knot she had made in the towel that was her only garb.

Becky pulled her lips from Audrey's, reluctantly, and slid to the edge of the bed. She finished the task of untying the terrycloth round her and let it fall free. When she cast her eyes back, Audrey was once more slipping her nightie over her head. This time the nipples that sprang into view were tense, erect with excitement, and Becky fancied she could see them quivering in expectation.

Right now, nude in front of another girl and on the verge of doing something-she knew that she and Audrey were about to do something!-something she had never ever considered or dreamed of taking part in, Becky felt more vulnerable than she had at any other moment of her life. Her nudity both upset and excited her. But at the same time she also felt more feminine, more absolute in her womanhood, than ever before. Her nipples too were stiff as little rubber points, and her breasts and pussy seethed with a fire she could not control.

Audrey lay back on the bed, her gown flung aside, her arms outstretched. Like the mice who answered the call of the Pied Piper, Becky gravitated implacably toward that beckoning figure.

She oozed into Audrey's grasp, felt the other girl's arms lock around her back, sliding up and down her spine, touching her shoulder blades, dipping low to cut the cheeks of her now recuperated ass. Audrey's touch was so gentle, so sweet, so wise and knowing! Their mouths locked together once more, and Becky enjoyed the probing exploration of Audrey's soft pink tongue. It seemed to thrust its way down her throat, tickling areas of her mouth that had never before been stimulated.

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