After the 'lesbian orgy,' as we came to call it, we were allowed to clean up, redress, and compose ourselves before we joined the others for more drinking. We really needed it now!
But surprisingly, I didn't feel nearly as self-conscious about what had happened as I had before. I had even more reason to, though, as I had done those actions myself - it wasn't inflicted upon me as when the dildo had been rammed up into me. Perhaps there was some truth to the idea that we would get used to a certain level of what I would have called depravity. It seemed to be a common feeling among the Pledges.
But after we got our drinks and the first round of 'congratulations for a job well done,' the Pledge Mistress was quick to give us our new assignments. We were tasked with having intercourse with three men. Not a bad assignment, at first. The kicker was that we had to have a picture to prove what we had done.
I groaned at the thought of that, but soon realized that this might be easier than the other things we had done so far. Oh, I couldn't decide if it was easier or harder as my mind raced from one to the other.
It seemed that the girls who had a boyfriend had an advantage. They had a built-in guy for their first 'conquest.' What boyfriend would not do that for their girl? I laughed when I thought that many of them had probably wanted to have pictures and had been refused by the girls. Or not. But then, these same girls had to explain to their guys that they had to go have sex with other men, and even get pictures of if for others to look at. Maybe I was better off without a boyfriend for this assignment after all.
My first thought for this was Brian. I had already fucked him when I visited last year, (see Prologue) and I felt sure he would like to do it again. I wasn't sure about getting a picture of it, but thought he would be more willing than some others.
For the other two people, I had no ideas. Sure, I had guys wanting to date me. Absolutely. If I was hot enough to pledge this Sorority, you can bet I attracted a lot of guys. I had been out on a few dates since I had been at the university, and most had ended up having to fend off their advances. So I assumed I could get this assignment done with no problems. That is, except for the embarrassment of asking for a picture of their genitals! Some of the girls discussed taking a picture without the guy's knowledge, but that didn't seem right to me. Nor very easy to do.
So I gave Brian a call. We had seen each other a few times since I had started classes. We even had a semi-date, where I went with him to some science department function. It was in the afternoon, lasted only a couple hours, but I was glad to do it. He said it gave him a little more stature to be seen with such a hot girl. He was such a nice guy, but we were clear that we were friends, not a romantic couple.
Brian was happy to agree to a date with me. He suggested a nice dinner off campus and a play. I said just a dinner might be better, then perhaps just some alone time to relive old times. I was thinking of reliving the sex from old times, but didn't tell him that.
I dressed very nicely for the evening. Sexy but a bit understated, and we had a great time. The restaurant was a good choice - not elegant, but extremely nice. We met two of his professors there. I was beginning to think that he only took me to places where he would see people he knew. But I didn't mind at all. Since I was using him I couldn't have complained if I had wanted to.
During dinner he mentioned that his roommate was away for the weekend. I smiled a naughty little smile that embarrassed him. Yes, he probably told me that in case I would go back there with him, but wasn't thinking I would be thinking nasty thoughts just like he was. Or perhaps nastier. I planned on breaking the news about needing sex pictures on our way back to the dorm, but didn't . I didn't want to spoil his evening. So we went back to his dorm, and his room, knowing that sex was soon to follow.
Still the gentleman, he didn't act as if he expected me to put out. He had a bottle in his room so we had another drink while we sat on the bed and talked. (It was still the only comfortable place to sit.) We had been holding hands and continued to do so, and this escalated quickly with me leading the way. Though we had kissed down in the lobby, for the benefit of others who may see us, our kissing got serious here in the room. Brian surprised me a little when his hand found my breast before I had made a move on him. As I ran my hand over his shirt, he was unfastening my dress to get to my bare breast, which he did pretty easily.
I broke off our kissing and held my dress up to just cover my breasts, which confused Brian at first. He caught on quickly when I got up and, remembering last time, got a towel and cracked open the door to slide it onto the doorknob. I heard a hoot from down the hall and a couple of loud comments I couldn't understand. The towel wasn't needed, as his roommate was gone, but Brian and I grinned, knowing that everyone on the floor would know that he had a girl in his room for the night.
By the time I returned to the bed Brian had finished removing his shirt. I stood in front of him with my breasts uncovered while he gazed at them. I swear his mouth watered. Then I pulled the dress down and let it fall to the floor. He seemed surprised to see that I did not wear panties. I stepped out of the dress and climbed naked onto his lap. I kissed him hard for a moment, then pulled his head into my chest to allow him to feast on my breast. He licked and sucked voraciously, sending chills throughout my body.
