Hi you! Here’s part 3 of Amber’s little adventure – I hope you enjoy it! Check out the previous chapters if you haven’t already: [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vibgbv/ambers_initiation_part_1_all_female_oral_sorority/) & [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wqtjnd/ambers_initiation_part_2_all_female_f20_f22_f22/). Have a great day! //Shae
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The next hour passed in a blurry and Amber soon found herself on the doorsteps of Alpha Beta Gamma, surrounded by her sorority sisters. She was dizzy from numerous drinks and her body felt electric with excitement, sharpened by a tinge of nerves high up in her chest. Anna had insisted she borrow one of her dresses, stating it was practically illegal to wear black to her first party. It was a light pink satin slip, tightly hugging her curves, the hem so short she felt the evening breeze between her thighs. She had been denied any underwear and she hadn’t dared to ask about removing the buttplug, leaving it as her only cover underneath the thin fabric.
“Don’t just stand there, come on in!” a male voice roared, and Amber followed along with the other girls as they poured into the hall. The air was thick with loud music and the scent of expensive cologne, the chill of the night briefly lingering on her skin before fading away. She glanced towards the guy who had spoken, a tall, brown-haired guy wearing beige slacks and a white shirt tightly fitted to his chiseled body. He met her gaze and grinned.
“Brought us some new meat, did you, Brit?” he asked jokingly. Brittany giggled and went over to him, kissing his cheek before looking towards Amber.
“I told you I would,” the blonde replied sweetly, her eyes trailing Amber’s body as if she was admiring her own work of art. “Cute, isn’t she?”
The guy chuckled. “For sure. I hope they haven’t been too harsh on you?”
It took Amber a moment to recognize that he was adressing her, and she blushed. “Oh. No, not at all,” she replied, her head lightly spinning.
“Good. I’m Ryan,” he said. He held out his hand and Amber took it, noticing how the warmth of his smile reached his eyes, how his shirt clung to his shoulders as he moved.
“I’m Amber. It’s nice to meet you.” She sent him what she hoped was a confident smile, butterflies twirling in her stomach.
“Girl, you’re drooling,” Anna laughed and grabbed her arm. Amber felt her cheeks flush red and she followed Anna into the house, far too tipsy to object.
Another round of shots followed, and Amber raised her glass along with the other girls before throwing it back. She heard male voices cheering them on and grinned, looking around to see guys flocking to them. They looked her up and down, taking note of her nipples poking through her dress, her soft curves underneath the satin. She found herself enjoying the attention and smiled at them, her skin tingling under their hungry eyes.
“Oh, we’ve had plenty of fun. Show them, Amber,” Brittany said, her voice suddenly cutting through the music. Amber blinked at her for a moment, unaware that they had been talking about her. The blonde raised an eyebrow, reminding her of her place.
Amber blushed and giggled, not nearly sober enough to keep it in. She glanced towards the boys with a sly smile before slipping her dress up along her thighs. It only took a few inches to display a hint of her bare pussy underneath, and the bejewelled buttplug between her cheeks. She heard someone mutter “oh fuck” underneath their breath and slid her dress further up. A thrill went through her at the mere thought of their reactions, and when she looked around she wasn’t disappointed. They were all looking at her, a mix of lust and excitement in their eyes. The girls were grinning; hell, even Brittany looked pleased.
“Remember, boys, she is ours,” Brittany murmured, a smile curving her soft pink lips.
Amber grinned and spred her legs slightly apart, leaning forward in a teasing movement. She shifted her hips from one side to the other, as if daring them to take a closer look. She felt their eyes hungrily taking in every inch she offered and revelled in her newfound sense of control as she slowly pulled her dress back down.
“Tease,” one of the boys muttered. Amber chuckled and glanced towards him, immediately noticing the bulge pressing against the fabric of his pants.
“Me? Never. Now, do y’all have more drinks, or what?” Amber replied sweetly.
“Cheeky,” the guy replied, winking at her before turning to the table behind him, stocked with glasses and various types of liquor. He filled a glass and handed it to her, his blue eyes lingering on hers as she took it. Amber bit her lip and smiled before taking a sip.
Anna tugged at her wrist, and Amber happily followed her towards the living room. Both girls tumbled onto the couch, giggling as they sat up straight. Amber looked up to meet Ryan’s gaze as she straightened the hem of her dress, wonder if he had seen anything. A part of her hoped he had; the thought made her skin tingle.
The couch soon became crowded. Drinks were flowing and the scattered conversations quickly grew louder. Amber tried to focus on what Anna was saying – something about some celebrity’s latest affairs – but she could barely hear her over the noise. Besides, it was hard to concentrate on anything with the firm shape of the buttplug pressing into her with every tiny move, not to mention the lustful glances she caught from the guys.
She saw the brunette dancing with a dark-haired boy, his hand caressing her waist before slipping across her hips and onto her ass; in return she pulled closer, her hips grazing his, a playful expression in their dark eyes. Amber exhaled slowly, wishing she was wedged in between them. For a moment she indulged in the fantasy, imagining their bodies pressing against hers, kisses tracing down her neck as she felt his cock grow hard.
As if she had sensed it, the brunette glanced towards her. She raised an eyebrow and smiled when she caught her gaze and Amber blushed, hoping her thoughts hadn’t been too apparent. The brunette chuckled and made her way towards the couch, the boy following behind her.
“I was just telling him about you,” the brunette said as she sat down, a playful twinkle in her eyes. “About how you made me cum.”
Amber felt a rush of heat spread through her body at the memory. A couple of guys nearby must have overheard, as they glanced towards the girls with curious eyes. Amber looked towards them and smiled innocently, as if her body wasn’t already brimming with lust.
“Should we give them something to look at?” the brunette whispered softly into her ear, before pressing her lips against her neck. Amber inhaled sharply, nodding in agreement.
She felt the brunette’s thigh against her own, her warmth radiating towards her. Soft kisses traced her neck down to her collarbone and Amber felt a hand on her breast, gently caressing the curve of it. Another glance towards the boys confirmed that they had all turned to look, sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. She grinned and tugged playfully at her dress, letting it slip further up her thigh.
She looked back to the brunette, who squeezed her breast teasingly before leaning in to kiss her. Their lips met and Amber briefly noted the cherry flavor of her lipgloss, before returning the kiss with barely-contained passion. The strap of her dress had slipped towards the angle of her shoulder and she shrugged it further down, wanting to be free of her modest restraints.
“Give them a show,” the brunette murmured into the kiss, a smile tugging at her lips.
Amber looked towards the boys, who were now watching them intently, eyes glazed with liquor and lust. She watched their expressions as she slipped her dress even further up her thighs, scooting forward on the couch as she did, her legs shifting apart. She saw a boy nearly spill his beer as he caught a glimpse of her pussy, already wet with desire, and she smiled, her heart pounding in her chest. This was so very out of character for her, at least for how most people viewed her, and she loved every second of it.
She slid her hand down her body, slowly tracing the thin fabric of the dress over her breasts and her stomach, tugging the hemline further up as she got closer. Her hand stopped for a moment on the edge of her thigh and she looked at her spectators with a slight smile on her lips, before slowly spreading her legs and slipping her hand down to her pussy. She ran her fingers between her folds, her movements painfully slow, watching their every reaction.
Her pussy was wet, gleaming softly in the lights, dripping onto her fingers. She circled her clit, a moan slipping through her lips, positioning herself on the very edge of the couch to give them the full view of her pleasure. One of the guys cursed under his breath and some moved in closer, as if they couldn’t fully contain themselves. Amber smiled and slipped two fingers inside, groaning with delight.
Slowly, she removed her fingers; after all, she hadn’t been allowed to cum just yet. Instead she put her fingers in her mouth, sucking them softly as she looked at her audience. She noticed their erections straining in their pants, and she made no attempt at hiding how much seeing it turned her on. Their eyes watched her with increasing fervor and she felt her pussy throb with desire, aching to be filled up again.
She licked her fingers one last time, tasting her own juices on her lips. Then, she closed her legs and sat up as she pulled her dress down, a playful smile on her lips. “Show’s over.”
She giggled at their disappointed groans, sneaking a glance at the many bulging erections around her. Once again she noticed the thrill of being in control and how much she enjoyed it. She picked up her glass from the table and took a sip, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
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