SPRINGING BONERS ON SPRING BREAK (WELLER PIC STORY)

Okay, a little slow, I know. I like building stories before the sex, unless I can cut to the chase (see some of the other stories) but this one is special and since Weller wanted me to do a story on the hanging bikini girl, well, it takes a bit to get there. Bear with me (or is that bare with me?!!!?) Whatever, enjoy this first chap. I'm looking at three total.

SPRINGING BONERS ON SPRING BREAK (ZETA DELTA ETA STYLE)

The Greek system at Westview College was a well knit group. Guys and gals were really experiencing the camaraderie and good will among the chosen. Yet, there were a few ‘flies in the ointment’ too. Just in real life, there were the problem ones, causing unneeded friction and stress within the tight community. Even among each family like group there were a few who just didn’t play by the rules and did as they pleased.

Roma Goodwin was the president of her sorority. The FDG was one of the most popular houses on campus. Hell, the parties were legendary. Roma walked down into the huge living room wearing her FDG sweater, it’s fibers stretching tightly around her bountiful breasts.

She spied Sarah Kenner bent over one of the many bean bag chairs around the area, getting a nice reaming by Valerie Unger. Now Sarah was a member, but not a dick girl. Valerie was a dick girl member. FDG, although the rep around campus called it ‘Fucking Dick Girls’, was a sorority that didn’t discriminate. If the pledge was worthy, she could join. And the non dick girls that were accepted never regretted it.

“Oooooh gaaawwwwddd,” Sarah moaned, gasping for breath as Val gave her all thirteen inches of her hard girl cock. The sound of thighs slapping together brought a smile to Roma’s pretty face. She remembered her time with Sarah last weekend. ‘That girl is hollow,’ thought Roma as she passed the girls and went into the kitchen.

Valerie turned without breaking her fucking rhythm. “Hey Roma, the upstairs bathroom sink is stopped up again.” Roma frowned and made a mental note.

Kelli and Bea were eating breakfast at the long table. “Hey Roma,” Kelli said. “Oh, before I forget, somebody lost the remote to the tv.” Roma sighed and grabbed a glass of orange juice.

“Any news on spring break from the national?” asked Bea around the food in her mouth.

“Yeah, got an email last night. The national will pay half the cost of the travel only for each girl that wants to go.”

“Hmm, well half is better than nothing,” Kelli shrugged, her rounded C cups jiggling around under her t shirt.

“Yeah, I think I can get my parents to come up with my half.”

“I’ve got some planning to do. I need to look up flights and hotels. I’m gonna be pretty busy tonight so I probably won’t be at the party.”

“Aww, come on. You can’t miss this. We’re hanging with our brother frat,” whined Kelli.

Another girl came in wearing a bikini and a towel. “Oh hey Roma. Um,