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Dirty Blonde
Planetoid
- Joined
- Apr 17, 2014
It was a stinking sweaty July night in the city and the sisters of Sigma Lambda Tau were riding out. Six new members were going to be initiated into the sorority, after they had passed a series of tests handed out by the stern senior sister Liz. They were all dressed in matching pink silk ballerina costumes, with Converse sneakers and a bow in their elegantly coffiured hair. Together with Liz they were in the back of a long limo cruising through the streets, carrying out their initiation.
For Sophie Olson, it was the most exciting night of her whole freshman year. She had spent 18 years of her life in a place with only one street far away in South Dakota. When she finally made it to the city and found her sisters in the sorority she felt like a whole new person. Seated in the limo, her tight little outfit stretching to hold her sexy figure. Sophie had the face of an angel and the body of a devil.
That was one of the reasons why Liz hated her – she always despised the sweet country girls, especially when they were as pretty as Sophie. When the cheerful blonde confessed once she was saving herself for marriage, that sealed Liz’s contempt for her, and she wanted to find ways to make the petite blond suffer.
“Okay then!” said Liz in a sly voice. “The next card is Sophie’s! You must complete the challenge or you flunk the initiation! Are you ready, Sophie?”
Sophie could never remember a time she felt more nervous. She had watch another candidate Katie being made to kiss some young Korean guy in a 7-11 they passed through, and feared what her task would be. Although she was quite naïve and trusting, Sophie still knew Liz hated her, but that just made her want to impress the senior sister all the more.
Pulling out a card from her prepared deck, Liz studied it then gave Sophie an evil grin. “Your challenge, Sophie Olson, is to do a sexy dance for the next man we see!”
The other girls laughed, while Sophie’s creamy complexion turned bright red. She had never done a sexy dance in her life, not even for her boyfriend. “It’s alright Soph, just twerk it like those chicks in the rap videos!” They laughed even harder, Liz smirked, and Sophie gulped.
Liz rapped suddenly on the window between them and the limo driver. “Stop the car!” she barked, and there was a loud protest of rubber as it slid to a halt. Throwing the door open, she gestured to Sophie. “Okay sweetie, first guy you see and- oh!” she pointed with mock surprise, “look at those bums in that doorway there. There’s our guys!”
Despite the stinking hot night Sophie felt very cold as she climbed out of the limo, the laughs and teasing of the other girls behind her. She looked around and saw she was standing on a near-deserted street, in the kind of place her parents always warned her about. Directly a few feet ahead was a group of three men, hunched over a pile of trash leftovers they were picking through. EW, though Sophie, these people are so disgusting. She was so glad she lived in a world a million miles from here, and could just get in the limo and go away.
Sophie hesistantly wiggled, moving her arms slightly, to the mocking laughter of the girls behind. Stung by that, she tried to move her perfect little body around in something like a sexy dance – bouncing her butt, swinging her hips, and blowing the dazed bums a kiss with her pink pouty lips. Closing her eyes she imagined a rhythm in her head and began swinging to it. Her firm round budding tits bounced behind the sheer top, and a few flashes of her satin panties appeared beneath her tutu.
For Sophie Olson, it was the most exciting night of her whole freshman year. She had spent 18 years of her life in a place with only one street far away in South Dakota. When she finally made it to the city and found her sisters in the sorority she felt like a whole new person. Seated in the limo, her tight little outfit stretching to hold her sexy figure. Sophie had the face of an angel and the body of a devil.
That was one of the reasons why Liz hated her – she always despised the sweet country girls, especially when they were as pretty as Sophie. When the cheerful blonde confessed once she was saving herself for marriage, that sealed Liz’s contempt for her, and she wanted to find ways to make the petite blond suffer.
“Okay then!” said Liz in a sly voice. “The next card is Sophie’s! You must complete the challenge or you flunk the initiation! Are you ready, Sophie?”
Sophie could never remember a time she felt more nervous. She had watch another candidate Katie being made to kiss some young Korean guy in a 7-11 they passed through, and feared what her task would be. Although she was quite naïve and trusting, Sophie still knew Liz hated her, but that just made her want to impress the senior sister all the more.
Pulling out a card from her prepared deck, Liz studied it then gave Sophie an evil grin. “Your challenge, Sophie Olson, is to do a sexy dance for the next man we see!”
The other girls laughed, while Sophie’s creamy complexion turned bright red. She had never done a sexy dance in her life, not even for her boyfriend. “It’s alright Soph, just twerk it like those chicks in the rap videos!” They laughed even harder, Liz smirked, and Sophie gulped.
Liz rapped suddenly on the window between them and the limo driver. “Stop the car!” she barked, and there was a loud protest of rubber as it slid to a halt. Throwing the door open, she gestured to Sophie. “Okay sweetie, first guy you see and- oh!” she pointed with mock surprise, “look at those bums in that doorway there. There’s our guys!”
Despite the stinking hot night Sophie felt very cold as she climbed out of the limo, the laughs and teasing of the other girls behind her. She looked around and saw she was standing on a near-deserted street, in the kind of place her parents always warned her about. Directly a few feet ahead was a group of three men, hunched over a pile of trash leftovers they were picking through. EW, though Sophie, these people are so disgusting. She was so glad she lived in a world a million miles from here, and could just get in the limo and go away.
Sophie hesistantly wiggled, moving her arms slightly, to the mocking laughter of the girls behind. Stung by that, she tried to move her perfect little body around in something like a sexy dance – bouncing her butt, swinging her hips, and blowing the dazed bums a kiss with her pink pouty lips. Closing her eyes she imagined a rhythm in her head and began swinging to it. Her firm round budding tits bounced behind the sheer top, and a few flashes of her satin panties appeared beneath her tutu.
