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Andy's eyes were wide. "Wow..." was all he could muster. Then decided to explore more. "What kind of shit?"

His hand went to her leg. He was hooked.
 
Rylee smirked, and continued running. She glanced over her shoulder, just in time to see him running to catch up to her.

She looked over at him as he spoke, and then ran faster. Giggling as he swatted at her, she ran faster.

She didn't see him, so she continued running. Laughing, and doing some foot work, just before she got to the goal.

She hadn't even noticed that he had stopped.

Jaycie smirked at his answer.

Then at his question, she got serious. "Well, um....stealing." She started. "Stealing cars...."
 
Aaron was bounding up the steps of Beta House when he eyes first caught her, just as her finger pressed the doorbell.

The sound of a commotion erupted with the ring of the doorbell, and as the door flew open, Aaron staked his claim. "No prob, guys... I got it" he announced as he drew the door shut, reaching out his dark hand to the visitor.

As he had approached her from behind, he had already checked her out, and definitely liked what she saw.

Aaron was a sophomore, and an el-ed major; the only black living in the house, he was solid muscle, standing 5-11, weighing 185 pounds. No doubt about it, he was an impressive sight. And he could be a gentleman.

"Hello there! I'm Aaron... and you are...?" He reached out to shake her hand; his touch was surprisingly gentle.
 
Alexandra's eyes sparkled as a man opened the door; taking his hand, she shook it firmly, smiling brightly. "Alexandra Brooks, but most call me Alex. Nice to meet you Aaron." Biting her lip, she was surprised at how gentle his touch was, especially considering his strong build. She could feel him checking her out, and she didn't hesitate to pose for him.
 
Nataca smiled at him, then shook her head, "Ok Mr. Poet. If you really have to ask that question, then I think your gonna have a few problems tonight." She teased playfully. Finally the reason she had ever looked into the fraternity was approaching. She found herself more excited about tonight than she was normally, which only made her even more excited. Clinging to Ty's arm she let him take her to where ever he went.
 
Ty and Nataca tried to engage in small talk as they hurriedly walked back to the House, but it was useless; they both knew they had just one thing on their mind.

As they entered the house, several heads registered who was back, calling out, "Hey Ty!" One of the guys yelled out, "Who's your friend?" "Later, man!" was the response.

They rushed up the wide wooden staircase and finally made it to his room.

Ty swung the door open; his roommate Eric was on the bed, reading a book.

"Hey, dude, how ya doing?" Ty asked rapidly. "This is Nataca... mind if we have a few minutes?" That was shorthand for get the fuck out of here, man, and don't come back till the door's open.

"No prob," Eric responded, giving a quick once-over of his roomie's friend. He thought but didn't say, looks like she could handle two at once. He grabbed his keys and backpack and was out the door, shutting it behind him.

Ty looked at his lover hungrily; he was tempted to remove her clothes just then.

But first, their bodies met, engaged in a furious kiss.
Aaron looked at her closely, taking in every detail. He was instantly attracted, and hoped that she would be, too. But one never knew.

"Wonderful to meet you, Alex..." His voice trailed off slightly; it seemed odd calling anyone so lovely a name that could also be a guy's name. "Alexandra," he corrected himself. He was going to treat her like a lady... at least until he found what she liked.

"What brings you to Beta? Are you searching for anyone in particular?" he asked. His hand brushed against hers as his grip relaxed.

Mark wasn't sure if he'd get slapped or rebuked or hugged after slapping Rylee's butt. It was an entirely innocent gesture... but given the chemistry between them and how awkward things had gotten at the diner, he wasn't sure anymore.

"I... I'm sorry, Rylee... I shouldn't have..."

He was deeply embarrassed.

"Maybe this was... a bad idea..."

He wanted to hold her, pulling her close, wrapping her in his arms. But he didn't dare.

Andy, surprisingly, smiled broadly at her answer.

"Dang! I've fallen for a fuckin' felon!" he announced proudly, pleased with his illiteration.

He pulled closer, his hand going higher. He was hugely drawn to this girl... and the attraction was growing stronger with all he learned about her. His past had seemed so... tame. It felt exhilirating just to be sitting with someone who had lived on the wild side.

He couldn't help but ask... his mind going in a hundred directions.

"Did you serve time? What happened? Tell me about it! Is that's why you're at State?"

Unconsciously, his hand moved further up her thigh.
 
Nataca met his kiss, as lust filled the room. She was a bit taken back at how aggressive he was now, but this is what BEdZ was known for. Her tongue slid into his mouth, badgering his tongue to do the same, as her hands embraced his incoming barrage of passion, one on the back of his neck flowing through his hair, the other placed upon his back. There kiss lasted a for a few moments, as Nataca pulled back for a moment and spoke, "Come on Ty. Show me what you have."
 
Ty was wild with longing. His hands wanted to grope all over her body... for the moment at least, he held back... some.

One hand went to her back, holding her close, as though she might slip away. The other went to her ass, pressing into her soft flesh.

But his kiss was especially passionate, their tongues clashing, dancing erotically.

"Oh fuck, Nataca," he moaned. "I want you so bad..."

The moments in the library had just been a tease. Now for the real stuff...
 
Nataca slipped off Ty's shirt, dropping it to the floor, as her hands now trace his chest and back. She didn't think her lust for him could get any worse till just then. She quickly moved him towards the bed, pushing him down upon it, so she had time herself to pull off her own shirt. Straddling him she continued their kiss, though now her hands were working on his pants unbuttoning and unzipping. Soon her hands went in looking for the bulge he had been holding back all day.
 
Ty was burning with desire for her; as her hands worked on his zipper, he raised his hips, trying to make it easier to her to access.

He slid ou of his pants, leaving only his boxers. He reached both hands to her chest, taking her round orbs in his hands, through the fabric of her bra.

His cock, meanwhile , was straining against the soft fabric of his shorts.
 
Nataca let out a soft moan as Ty's hands took her breasts. She found his cock bulging out of his boxers, stroking it a few times, slowly moving her hand up and down his cloth bound rod. Her other hand began to take her bra off throwing it to the ground, letting his hands feel her fully exposed breasts. Her body began to instinctively grind against his, her lust for him consuming anything else inside of her.
 
"Not so fond of my nickname?" She asked, her voice soft; rarely did anyone caller her by her given name. Licking her lips, she noticed that he was taking in her appearance, and she paused allowing him to do so as she did the same. Her fingertips brushed his palm as she smiled. "I'm not looking for anyone in particular, though I think I may have found someone quite interesting..." She smiled softly. "I transferred recently from Oklahoma, so I'm kind of new 'round these parts."
 
Ty stared in amazement at her breasts; he never failed to be astonished by beauty, and he was truly breathless at the sight.

"Damn... you are... stunning!" he said as he carressed the soft flesh in his hands.

He leaned up and kissed both breasts. And then added, "You are still waaay overdressed."

Sitting up slightly, he removed the rest of her clothing... utterly beside himself at the prospect of being naked with her... and what would follow.

He then kicked his boxers off; they were totally naked. He lay beside her, looking her entire body over, smiling.

"I really want you, Nataca," he confessed as his hand ran along her side..
"Your nickname's fine," Aaron stated. "It's just that you're... you're so much... a girl!" As the final word came out, he was looking at her breasts. "'Alex' is just... well... you're a girl!" There was a boyish smile on his face. His words were meant as a compliment.

"Oklahoma sounds like a long way away... I'd love to help you get acquainted here." There was a... purr to his voice.

"Where would you like to start... Alexandra?"

As far as he was concerned, all options were open. All options.
 
Nataca smiled playfully as the two laid next to each other, looking the other over with hungery eyes. "Well then. What are you going to do about it?" She lead him on playfully. Her own hand tracing down his chest as she rolled over to face him on her side. Her body reacting to his touch in ways that she loved. She wanted him now more than ever before, the sight of his entire nude body only enticing her on. Her fingers touched him ever so gently running from the top of his chest, down to his waist, as she awaited his answer.
 
"Well," Ty responded, as his body shivered to her touch, "I'm gonna have you in any... and every... way that I can..."

And then he moved his body to her feet (of all places), lifting her left foot and beginning to give it a massage. He was kneeling, and his length was nearly full... quite conspicuous.

As she looked at him quizzically, his hand went from her foot... to her lower leg... to her thigh as he continued to massage her legs... all the while getting more aroused as he studied her naked body. By her looks, Nataca was getting quite comfortable.
 
"Oh, I most certainly am a girl." She laughed, pushing her chest out slightly. "But when you grow up on a reservation and you never really act like a girl... well, Alexandra becomes Alex. And that's better than Namid, which is my Cheyenne name." She was smiling again, a sparkle in her eye.

"It is far away. I'd love some help getting acquainted here." She winked, biting her lip softly. "Anywhere is just fine by me."
 
Aaron was picking up a definite hint of playfulness in this girl.

"Well, Alex it is... if you prefer. Oh... and I do like you being a girl, by the way." There was a playful glint in his own eye.

"Well, you tell me where you'd like to start... inside, or out? And I'll be glad to acquaint you."

His held out his hand in invitation.
 
"I answer to all three, though only my grandmother calls me Namid." She grinned. "And, for the record, I'm rather glad you are a guy." Reaching out, she took his hand, "Why don't we start inside."
 
Jaycie smirked at his smile, and then giggled at his response. "Damn, boy. You know it." She replied, her gangster voice coming out.

She gave him a smile, as his hand moved.

She knew that he was probably thinking a million different things. Then as he spoke, she looked at him.

"Yep. Got caught. Spent two years in juvi for it." She stated, almost proudly.

Now her own mind was whirling, as she thought about her old life. "Yeah, I would steal the cars, and then turn them into a friend, and collect the money. Pretty good gig, until the cops showed up." She smirked.

Rylee looked over at him, and then finally shot the goal. Cheering, "Whooooo" She did a little victory dance, and giggled.

Then she heard his words, and rolled her eyes. "Don't worry. Jeeze. Lighten up." She commented, smiling at him.

Rylee then ran over to him, and slapped him on the butt.

"There, now were even." She stated, smirking, and then giggling.

"And you mister, are now down by one." She said, proudly.
 
Having her hold his hand was not just for physical contact; it was signal for the others in the House that she was "taken." She could always change her mind, of course, but he was pretty certain she wouldn't.

"As the Lady wishes," Aaron responded as he and Alex entered the house, looking like a somewhat unlikely couple; her skin was a bit darker than most whites, due to her American Indian heritage, but he was several shades darker than her... and anyone else in the house, for that manner.

They glanced from room to room in the downstairs, meeting various Beta brothers. It was likely Alex would never learn who he had denied on the other side of the door when she had approached the House.

Will and Chuck were in the TV room, watching some version of Law and Order, and said hello, turning their attention back to their shows, typical guys. Mitch passed them hurriedly, on his way to a basketball practice.

Stan and Ms. Darlington were chatting in the kitchen; would Alex discern that he was one of the house manager's pets?

And then Aaron, still holding her hand, gave a little squeeze, his muscles rippling as he did so. "Shall we see what's upstairs?" He had already computed Alan, his roommate's, schedule,a nd as certain they'd be able to be alone.

His pulse was already starting to rise, and not from the exertion of ascending the wooden staircase.

Fourth door on the right, and he swung the door open, relieved to see it empty. "This is where Alan and I stay. Anything else you'd care to see?" he asked innocently.

Andy was fascinated by her story. His hand kept edging upward on her thigh; he was about two inches from the crease between her leg and pelvis.

"I'm sorry... I'm just finding this all very... exciting... very... erotic.

"I've... had adventures... but nothing quite like this..."

There was actually a bulge growing in his pants.

"Go on..." he invited her.


Mark's hesitation lowered significantly when she slapped him on the butt. "Hey!" he called out in mock protest, then gave her a smile.

It was his turn.

They got in position; he looked her in the eye, seeking to understand what she was expecting, so he could beat her. What he would learn was that she could be very good at deception.

He faked left, then right, and she was keyed onto his every movement. As he guided the ball down the field, she cut him off, stealing it, leading him far down the field before she knocked it in easily. A broken wrist was not slowing her down at all; she was much more skilled that he remembered.

Looked like he was going to have to find some other activity if he was going to best her. Or at least hold his own. The difference six years could make.
 
Alex said a polite hello to those she met, following Aaron's lead around the house. She smiled and squeezed his hand gently. As they mounted the stairs toward what she could only guess was his room she felt herself shiver slightly with anticipation. "Nice room..." She said absently as he opened the door, but then he asked if there was anything else she'd like to see. "I can think of something." She raised herself up on her toes and kissed his lips softly.
 
Aaron's heart raced as she rose to kiss him, their lips lingering just a moment with a light touch.

"Hmmm?" he asked, their lips vibrating together slightly.

Their kiss parted, and he looked in her eyes. He saw color there he hadn't noticed earlier.

His voice was deep, rich with warmth. "And what would that be?"
 
"I was thinking we could take a look inside your room." She was smiling up at him, her eyes playful and bright. She took his other hand, so that now she was holding both, and squeezed them lightly.
 
Aaron backed in, still holding both her hands. He moved the door with his foot, and it clicked shut.

"Here we are."

He leaned and kissed her again.

"That's done."

And he kissed her again.

"Ready to go anywhere else?"

With this kiss, he moved closer... their bodies just touching lightly.
 
She heard the door clicked shut and smiled, and she rose to meet him as kissed her again, her fingers twining with him. "So I see." She kissed him back, this time holding the contact longer, pressing a bit closer to him.
 
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