Easter Treasure
I tried my best to stay calm and pleasant, fixing my best hundred dollar smile as I imagined all the ways that I could hurt Emily Schroeder, my sorority chapter president. My heels, for example, would make an absolutely lovely sound as I drove them through her open toed sadals. Ha! That spoiled Yankee princess would never know what hit her. But no, I was a Nice Girl, and some obnoxious strumpet wasn’t going to ruin my Easter weekend. I was going to show her what true Southern congeniality meant.
Even if it killed one of us.
“An egg hunt? How... charming,” I said. Meaning: This is an idiotic and childish waste of my time, but I’m far too polite to ever say it.
Unfortunately, Emily was no dullard, much as I would like to think otherwise. That toothy little grin she gave promised unending retribution if I did anything to jeopardize her little social outing.
“Before you ask,” she said, crude and forthright as ever, “Yes, it is mandatory. We will be conducting the event along with Kappa Beta Pi and Delta Gamma—”
“Woof Woof!” yelled Hailey, and the other girls broke out into uncontrollable giggles. I might have tittered a bit too, but after a look at Emily’s glare I decided that a good chortle just wouldn’t be ladylike.
“There will be none of that!” Emily snapped. “The DGs have been kind enough to run this event for those of us remaining on campus this weekend. So if I hear the words ‘dog’, or ‘mutt’, or ‘ruff’—”
There was another round of giggles at that.
“—there will be trouble. They have been gracious enough to host this event, so I expect everyone to look their best and comport themselves correctly at all times. Is that understood?”
“Yeah, we’ll be real friendly,” Stephanie said, choking on a laugh halfway through, “We’ll even take them for a walk, afterwards.”
“I don’t know, Steph,” Hailey told her, between chuckles, “I’m pretty sure the Dogs are Man’s best friend. Don’t think you have the right parts to satisfy those freaks.“
It took Emily another couple minutes to cut through the uncontrollable laughter.
“Stop that! Stop it at once! Do I need to start handing out citations for conduct unbecoming of a sister? Believe me, I’m this close.“
The threats and glares managed to quiet the small crowd. Eventually. Give or take a few minutes.
At any rate, she managed to get us dressed and ready to go by the time her juvenile little outing was supposed to begin.
“Now don’t you look splendid as a peach!” I told Allison, by best friend, pointedly ignoring the fact that the faded yellow sundress just did not belong on a pale blonde like her. Lordy, but that girl just had no fashion sense.
Smart as a whip, though, even if she somehow didn’t understand basic color matching. Bless her little heart, but I’d never seen anyone so smart and driven. From the first day we’d moved in together freshman year, she’d been dead set on being a lawyer. Now, I’d never swell her head up by telling her, but I have to say that I was mighty impressed it, and by her. Even if she should pay just a little more attention to matching the skin tone on her foundation from time to time.
If only our other roomate had been half as sweet, instead of an obnoxious nosy troll. Though that did make it easier to get Allison out to the pledge events.
“Oh, do you like it?” she asked. “I bought it last week for the trip home, but mom and dad started fighting again, and, well...”
I stepped in and gave her a big hug, sighing to myself as I wondered if it would ever be safe to let her go shopping by herself.
“Of course!” I lied, “but let’s sneak upstairs real quick and accessorize. I’ve got just the thing to go with it.”
We hurried upstairs before little miss stick up her vag could notice us missing, and I did my best with the damage control. Not bad, if I do say so myself. A bit of fancy jewelry, makeup that actually matched, and hair in something besides a ponytail. It was almost enough to make her presentable.
So long as you ignored the dress.
The hydrangeas were in full bloom as we strolled through the campus gardens, brightening the already sunny day with their vivid color even as the backing roses lent their sweet scent. A bumblebee buzzed close enough to brush against my bare shoulder, and I brushed it away.
“Shoo,” I told it, “Git! Stop buzzing at me, I ain’t a flower.”
“Maybe it thinks you’re as pretty as one,” Allison teased.
“Now Allie, that is just the sweetest thing to say,” I told her as we made for the center, accompanied by a dozen and a half other sorority sisters.
The gardens had some long, formal name I didn’t know offhand. Donated by some rich old alumni in honor of his dead wife, I believe. Sappy, but sweet in a sentimental sort of way. Mostly, we just called them the Gardens, when we called them anything at all.
Which wasn’t too often, sad to say. Lovely as they were, they were so far to the edge of campus that it was one enormous pain getting out there, and even the nearest parking was a short hike away. It was sad to see something so beautiful become so lonely, but it meant we had the place to ourselves during this fine Sunday afternoon.
“Hey now! If it isn’t the lovebirds themselves.”
Woof woof indeed, if it wasn’t my favorite Dog herself.
“Hello Patsy,” I said with a sarcastically bright smile. “Now, I don’t mean to spoil your day, but it turns out there’s actually this thing called a friend. Not that you have much experience with those. Of course, I would never tell you how to... comport yourself inside your own little sorority house. What you do with your own sisters is no business of mine.”
Dear Patsey was our... less favorite roomate. A real dog indeed. Overgrown and a bit plump, the only reason any guy would ever look at her twice were those obscene udders on her chest. And joy of joys, the girl had absolutely no qualms about showing them off for all the world to see.
I expected her to leave in a huff, but apparently little tramp had grown some background. Instead, she just gave me a tight faced smile and ushered me into the stone plaza at the center.
The dogs—sorry, the DGs, Delta Gammas—were already here, taking up more than half of the benches ringing the lovely little fountain. Nodding to the Kappas, I took my place with the rest of my sorority sisters.
Everyone fell quiet as the head dog stepped to the center. Leastwise, I assumed she was the head, seeing as how she looked like a cheaper version of little miss Emily. Somehow, the trashy imitation was worse than the real thing.
“Ok everyone. I know you’re all eager to get started so I won’t keep you waiting. Here’s the plan: We’ve hidden Easter Eggs all throughout the gardens, and your job is to collect as many as you can within the next half hour. The lady with the most eggs at the end gets a special surprise.”
“Like what?” one of the Kappas asked.
“I know you’re not an English major,” the head dog said condescendingly, “but surely a college girl like yourself would know what the word surprise meant.”
The girl sulked as all of the dogs, half of us, and even a few Kappas turned to laugh.
“Are there any more questions?”
There were none.
“Then begin!”
I rolled my eyes and clutched the silly little wicker basket we’d been forced to carry. Not that I intended to waste my time gathering eggs.
“Come on,” I grabbed Allison by the arm. “Let’s go see the roses.”
If I had to waste my time coming out here, then at the very least I could use it to enjoy myself with a nice walk through the flowers. After all, it was hardly the Garden’s fault that we had to play this childish game. Besides, it truly was a lovely day out.
“Hey look!” Allison exclaimed as we strolled past a yellow rosebush, “I see an egg.”
“Oh honestly,” I said as she squatted down and reached for it. “Be careful, you’re going to cut yourself.”
“Ha!” she said as she pulled it free.
“Congratulations,” I told her flatly, “You have a plastic egg, hallelujah indeed.”
I rolled my eyes, but there was no denying that she was proud of herself, and I felt a bit bad for making light of her efforts. The egg was hollow, but something rattled inside when she gave it a shake.
A piece of paper fell out, but when she went to read it her face went all strange. Like little miss perfect had just been given a test in some foreign alphabet she’d never seen it before.
“What does it say?” I asked, reaching for the paper. Her hand pulled away.
“I’m not sure if I should,” she said, biting her lip.
“Allison! You let me see that right this instant,” I told her in my most matter of fact voice.
“Oh, fine,” she said, handing it over.
One free blowjob. Good for as long as you want to suck, the paper said.
“Oh my!” I said, more than a bit shocked. “Now that is just plain obscene. That’s it! I don’t know who thought that was funny, but I am done with this disgusting little spectacle.”
“Oh come on,” Allison said, tugging me back before I could storm off to give Elle Presidente a piece of my mind.
“It’s just a goofy little game. I’m sure someone was just trying to be funny. Besides, maybe it was just the one. You don’t want to ruin the game just because someone made a single bad joke, do you?”
“I suppose...” I said, against my better judgment.
“That’s the spirit,” she said, and seeing her smile I found myself more than a bit chagrined. Who was I to get in the way, if she was having a good time? Couldn’t I just play along for one lousy half hour, for my friend’s sake?
“Look,” she said, tugging at my hand. “There’s another egg. Why don’t you take this one?”
I rolled my eyes, but did as she said. It was lying halfway under a bench, decorated in pink and yellow stripes.
“So what does it say?”
“Now hold your horses for just a moment, I haven’t had a chance to read yet.”
With a twist, I cracked open the cheap plastic egg and took a look:
All the cream you can lick, straight from an overstuffed pussy
“Just the one egg, huh?”
“Fine, fine. You’re right, it is a stupid joke. But can’t we just go find some eggs, I mean, we don’t have to open them or anything.”
“I don’t know...” I said, not wanting anything to do with this filthy mockery of a game. But then she turned her innocent puppy eyes on me, and I couldn’t bear to disappoint her. Besides, there were already some Kappas wandering around with three or four eggs in their basket. The only thing worse than being stuck playing this filthy game was losing it, and that was something I refused to do.
“Fine,” I told her, “We can play. But we’re just finding eggs, that’s all.”
“Yay!” she squealed happily, right before dragging me down another garden path to hunt more eggs.
It wasn’t as easy as I’d thought it would be. Whoever had hidden the eggs had done a good job at it. Ten minutes had passed, and I’d found only three more eggs to Allison’s four.
This was just getting frustrating. I mean, the other girls’ baskets weren’t exactly overflowing, but I hated falling behind, and I could tell that Allison did too. I stamped my feet impatiently, trying and failing to spy another hidden egg when fortune intervened in the form of an ugly, nosy skank.
“That one’s almost as tacky as you,” Patsy said from behind. I turned, and saw her pointing to a polka dotted egg I’d somehow missed tucked under a leafy vine.”
“Oh yeah?” I said, “Then maybe I’ll take it.”
“That so?” sneered Patsy.
“Maybe it is.”
“Fine, then. I didn’t want it anyway.”
Ha!, I thought as I snatched the egg before someone else could get it. What a loser. She’d lost her chance to grab it for herself, and now it was mine. Tough break for her. No wonder her basket was empty, if she kept screwing up like that. Guess that’s why the dogs were the only sorority that would take her.
Unfortunately, the eggs weren’t exactly forthcoming. I found one more and Allison another two, but it was clear that we were falling behind. Something had to give.
“This isn’t working,” I told her. “If we keep this up, we’re just going to lose to one of those Kappas.”
“Well...” Allison started to speak, only to trail off. I knew that face. She always had that little scrunch in her nose whenever she was about to solve some big problem that had been troubling her.
“Go on,” I told her.
“Well, I was thinking. We could pool our resources. Both of us keep an eye out, but just put them all in one basket so at least one of us wins.”
Huh, that was pretty brilliant. I mean, not that I would give over the eggs I’d already collected, they were mine, and hers were hers. But if we pooled the rest of them...
“You can take them, of course,” she said quickly, mistaking my silence for disagreement. I couldn’t help but feel low, putting up such a fuss when she was so quick to sacrifice for me.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” I told her reluctantly. “It was your idea, after all. Besides, you already have the most.”
“But—”
“If we keep arguing, neither of us will win.”
“I- oh, alright.” She finally agreed.
Working together, the two of us worked twice as fast as before. No, faster even. Now that we weren’t trying to compete, it was easier to split up and work on different places. She looked low, hunting down all the nooks and crannies around the roots and trunks, while I found them tucked away higher up.
The competition grew fierce as the eggs became fewer and fewer. Even as we pulled ahead, I saw Hailey get into a catfight with one of the Kappas, clutching and pulling at one another as they tussled for an egg. Before long Hailey came away with the egg clutched proudly in her hand, but the true loser was her poor dress, which had been torn so bad it left her finishing the competition bare chested.
Stephanie’s lovely white dress was plastered to her body, all but transparent on account of getting soaked when she jumped into the pond to go after another egg. Meanwhile, Allison and I were racking up egg after egg in our combined effort.
A few girls noticed what we were doing and tried to emulate, but it was too late for them. They’d taken too long to start cooperating, and by the time they’d even paired up it was almost over. One pair of girls went after an egg high in one of the trees, the taller one boosting her friend up to nab it. But as soon as they were down, they started arguing over which of them deserved it more. The argument was still going on as the game came to a close.
“Ok girls, time’s up!” called a male voice. “Everyone back to the center.”
We returned to the fountain, only to find a group of boys there waiting for us. Huh, were they here for the egg hunt too? I thought this was supposed to be a sorority event? Oh well, too bad for them. It was already over, and they’d missed the fun.
I couldn’t help preening a little when I saw how poorly the Deltas had done. Why, more than half of them hadn’t so much as a single egg. The Kappas had put up a good showing for themselves, but we had done better.
“I’d like to thank everyone for their performance,” the Delta president said, snickering at some joke I didn’t catch. “and I’d especially like to thank our friends at Sigma Alpha Tau for making this all possible.”
The Sigmas? That was who those boys were? Something was wrong here. Who had invited those dweebs along? They shouldn’t be here, not after we’d banned them from our social events for the way they kept creeping on our members. I- I should say something, put a stop to this.
But... but they couldn’t be all bad, could they? Not after they’d helped put together such a lovely event.
“Ok girls,” one of the Sigmas said, “Let’s count up those baskets and see who the big winner is.”
The guys chuckled, but again I didn’t understand. Not that it mattered. Who cared about the silly boys anyways, I just wanted to see how many eggs I had. Of course, Allison obviously had more than me. A lot more. Enough to win easily, in fact. I was a bit ashamed my basket was so light, but Allie winning was totally worth it.
“And now, for the moment you’ve all been waiting for. Your big surprise.” he guided Allison to the center as another guy brought out something draped over a hanger. Clothes? God knows, Allison could use a cute new outfit or two, but-
“Ta-da!” he whipped off the covering, revealing a lovely little maid outfit that had me itching with jealousy.
“The lucky winner gets to move into the frat house as our live in maid. Isn’t she lucky?”
I joined in the cheering as all the girls erupted into applause. Oh, what a lovely prize they’d come up with. I couldn’t believe how lucky Allison was. Ha, I’ll bet those silly Deltas were sorry for slacking. Not that they’d have beaten us either way, but a girl could always dream.
“Now come on forward fellas, and let’s help the lovely lady change!”
They wasted no time pulling off that hideous new dress, stripping her to her skin in moments. Making sure, of course, to pinch and fondle every inch of her bare skin. Allie grinned as wide as I’d ever seen as her legs parted to give them easy access. So far as I was aware, neither of us had ever been touched there by a boy, but I had a feeling that these nice young gentlemen were about to cure that lapse.
Lucky! Looking back, I should have taken her up on the offer. Yes she deserved credit for the idea, but I’d never realized that the prize would be something so incredibly wonderful. If only I’d said yes, then it could have been me up there becoming their sexy little maid.
Mmm... that would have been wonderful. Maybe she’d let me come over and help sometime.
“Of course, that doesn’t mean the rest of you are going away empty,” the Sigma laughed. “Each and every one of you will get your prizes before we were finished. I promise”
That’s right! I’d been so focused on Allison that I’d forgotten all about my little cards. Hmm... I looked around hungrily, but nobody’s pussy had been filled yet.
“Have you opened the polka dotted one yet?” Patsy said, appearing unexpectedly behind me.
“Huh? No, I guess I haven’t yet,” I told her, looking around to find a cream filled snatch.
“Why don’t you take a peak, then.”
“Oh, alright,” I told her, cracking it open.
Wrap your lips around a set of big, juicy double Ds
I turned to Patsy, my eyes glued to her chest as I noticed just how big and juicy they were.
“Hey Pats. I’ll bet you’ll never guess what this says,” I told her, waving the card in her face.
“That so?”
“Yep,” I thrust it toward her, forcing her to read. “Now pay up.”
“Well, if I have to...” she told me.
“You do.”
“Fine then. Take a seat.”
She pulled me onto her lap and popped open the top of her dress. There as no bra underneath. I had only the barest glimpse of her dark round nipples before I was latched on and too close to see.
This wasn’t the first time I’d seen them before. I mean, she’d always found some excuse or another to prance around naked back when we were roomates, but this was the first time I’d ever really paid attention to them. Now, I could hardly think of anything else. The shape, the texture, how wonderful it tasted. I was in love with everything about it.
Why hadn’t I done this years ago? Her hands rubbed against my leg, lifting up the hem of my dress as they slowly trailed towards my sodden panties. I moaned into her chest as she slipped inside me, and heard her gasp in pleasure.
All that time together, and I’d never had any idea that she would feel so good. If only I had, we could have been doing this years ago. How wonderful would it have been to worship her breasts like this every night. If only I’d known. Now that I’d had a taste, I knew that I could never do without. It felt so good, so wonderful sucking away at her soft, luscious titties. I was so small and helpless, but being near her made me feel safe and secure. I wanted to just sit here and suck forever.
Unfortunately, she had other ideas, and I reluctantly gave into the light pressure prodding me away. My head turned, gazing up at her smirking face in rapt adoration.
“That was wonderful,” I told her. “May I suck on them again?”
“Maybe later,” she told me. “But there’s still a lot of eggs in that basket. Why don’t you open the next and see what it says.”
I nodded, fumbling down to my meager pile of eggs, eager and ready for whatever treat it had in store for me. I had no idea what it would be, but knew with complete certainty that I would love every second of it.
I’d been wrong, so wrong. This was the best easter ever.