<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/105d1749761f4dd811dcb6dbbcf6b538.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Dorothy “Dori” Blayne<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH101-1469<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Hexology 101<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Room ---> To Dori's Bedroom<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>OPEN | The budding orgy in the front room<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><strong>TW: Embarrassment and Shame</strong><br/><hr/>As the tension in the front room built, so did Dori's anxiety.  It wasn't because she was offended by the brazen sexuality of her new sorority sisters. Quite the opposite, actually. It had skipped Dori's attention at first what Alexis was doing. Still, once her attention was drawn, she swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry and her panties very wet.  Dori squirmed a little in place on Innez, and it sent a wave of pleasure through her.  She gasped at the sensation her mouth left open slightly as Tessa disappeared her pants and Dori's went with them in a pop.  Later, Dori would discover that every pair of pants in her chest of drawers upstairs had been disappeared as well.<br/><br/>Dori was not sure if Tessa had done the disappearing act on purpose. She might have said something unkind had she not have the most perfect view of that slender digit plunging into Tessa's gorgeous pussy. The sound of utter satisfaction stopped any words dead.  What was happening in that warm, plush room with the rain pattering lightly on the window outside was everything Dori fantasized about but never dared voice.<br/><br/>Her aqua panties trimmed in flowered lace were visibly darker where the potion and sapphic delights had caused her to utterly ruin them.  It was all too much for her.  Too much of what she wanted, too fast. She felt her body shake again as the "Yaaaaaaas" hissed from Tessa's lips, and she fled.<br/><br/>Dori knew she muttered something as she lept from Innez's lap. Maybe it was an apology or an excuse, or perhaps it was babbling. She wouldn't even remember as she bolted up the stairs, and in the distance, her new sorority sisters would hear a door slam.<br/><br/>Dori flung herself on her bed and tore at her panties, kicking and struggling to get them from binding her ankles until one of her feet was free.  She didn't take the time to find her favorite vibrator. The Rabbit was packed lovingly away in her end table. Instead, Dori rubbed furiously at her clit, the waves of sweet pain rolling over her in quick succession.  Stifling her pleasure was impossible, and her deeper than average voice permeated the room with a heavy pant.<br/><br/>Dori didn't fight the pleasure as it began to wrack her body, she leaned into it. Her voice grew louder as she pictured that lovely finger sliding into that equally lovely pussy. Dori let loose a wail of pleasure that the rest of the house could hear. Dori's practiced fingers stoked wave after wave of pleasure, and with each, she cried out again and again.  Her orgasm seemed to go on forever until she collapsed in a heap.<br/><br/>Shame and embarrassment washed over her.  Not because of what she had just done. Because of what she wanted to do and how she fled like a coward when confronted with it.  Still reeling from orgasmic aftershocks, Dori began to cry softly into her pillow, fingers still clutched between her thighs.<br/>