Excitement ran through the college girls as they arrived at the parking lot with a perfect view of Half Moon Bay. They were part of the Debate Team and were having lunch at a fancy hotel for a strategic planning session. Some went inside to explore the building. Others took a moment to enjoy the view.
Evelyn Parker remained outside with the team leader; a sexy and smart hispanic girl named Scarlett. As they spoke, Evelyn could hardly believe her ears. She had just received the news she had been expecting.
“You’re almost in,” Scarlett said in a hush-hush manner. “We all agree that you should take the vacant spot. There are some hurdles though, but if everything works out, then the official announcement will be made during lunch.”
Evelyn’s heart soared and she tried to remain composed. She fixed her thick-framed glasses and tossed her hair back, which had been blown around by a gust of wind.
“That’s excellent news,” she replied, containing herself.
“All that’s left is the traditional Lip Service performance,” Scarlett added. “I’m sure you realize that a Debate Team is a tightly-knit group. We’re like sisters, and because we’re like sisters, there must be high standards.”
“I agree. Although I’m a bit surprised, since I hadn’t read or heard about this being part of the official tryouts.”
Scarlett shook her head. “The key word is official. This is very unofficial, and for good reason.”
Not wanting to be a prude, Evelyn held her chin high and pushed her chest out. Being part of this particular debate team had been a dream of hers for many years. One day, she hoped to become a politician and this would help her in so many ways.
And for the past few weeks, she had gone through the rigorous tryouts of giving speeches, showcasing her talents as a debater, and doing numerous interviews with members of the team. Sure, Evelyn had plenty of friends on campus, but these girls were on another level of amazing. She could have so much joy being on a team with them, and she was willing to do whatever it took to secure that role.
“Sounds interesting,” Evelyn said boldly. “What do I have to do?”
Scarlett gave a purposeful and overly dramatic sigh. “You might not like it. But then again, maybe you might.”
“Oh?”
“You see, Evelyn, teams work best when there’s unity and a strong sense of identity. This is NOT an individual sport. It’s very much a team sport. Without that unity, each member will be at a huge disadvantage. Why do you think our team is ranked #1 in the nation?”
Evelyn nodded. “It makes sense. The sisterhood aspect is beautiful and I really, really want to be a part of that.”
“You’re close to joining. Believe me, you’re close.”
“I’m glad to hear it,” Evelyn smiled. “Can you tell me what the task is now?”
“Sure you’re ready?” Scarlett asked with an eyebrow arched.
“Positive.”
Scarlett surveyed the area for privacy. “First, you’ll need to remove your panties.”
Surely, this was a joke. Looking into Scarlett’s eyes, Evelyn wasn’t so sure. Evelyn was no stranger to the inner-workings of sororities or clubs. Especially at the college level. Her ex-boyfriend from a year ago was in a fraternity, and she had heard all about the strange rituals.
Overall, she wasn’t ignorant, despite her goody-goody appearance. What was mildly shocking, however, was that these crazy rituals would take place for a team so prestigious. For God’s sake, these girls were the best in the nation!
“Hmm?” Evelyn mumbled.
“You heard that correctly. Panties off.”
Evelyn clenched her thighs. “Umm… why?”
“I understand you’re apprehensive. I was too. We all were. The truth is, you speak well, and you’re really brainy. You’re ultra pretty too. You have a lot of talent and we want you on the team.”
“What does that have to do with my panties?”
“As I was saying,” Scarlett continued. “It’s one thing to speak and debate. It’s entirely different to debate in front of a much larger audience in a high pressure situation. Basically, we need to know what kind of fortitude you have and that you won’t fold under pressure. That sort of thing.”
Evelyn gestured to her crotch. “These panties? The one under my skirt?”
“Yes, Evelyn, those panties. I know it’s scary, but this is a tradition on our Team. Unless of course, you think you’re better than the other girls?”
There was a questioning gaze on Scarlett’s face, and it immediately caused Evelyn to fall back. The Debate Team was serious business. So are the national debates which the team is used to winning. It made sense.
“Just my panties?” Evelyn asked in a squeaky voice.
“For now.”
“Then what? I just walk around pantiless and I’m on the Team?”
Scarlett winced. “Well…”
“What else is there? Tell me!”
“The good news is that you’ll be on the team if you finish your tasks,” Scarlett said happily. “The more difficult news is, first, you’ll be expected to do some risque assignments while pantiless.”
Evelyn sighed harshly. “And the second difficult news?”
“The tradition is called Lip Service, what do you think that refers to?”
“Well, we debate using our mouths, obviously. Also, it’s a tradition, which means it’s probably something weird. So it might mean that I’ll have to talk someone into doing something. Or I’ll have to say funny stuff to people, like they do on certain reality shows.”
“Not quite. Actually, not even close.”
“Then? What?”
Scarlett flashed a mischievous grin. “Promise you won’t freak out?”
“It already feels like a long day. Just tell me already.”
“Okay, Evelyn, you’re going to suck a dick.”
It felt like a slap in the face. Evelyn was stunned beyond belief. Here she was, so close to her dream. So close to a spot on the Debate Team, where she’d be on a national stage with some of the brightest young women in the country.
Naturally, it was a massive insult that, in order to get on the team, she’d have to take a man’s phallus into her mouth; from whoever that may be.
Was Scarlett serious? The girl’s face had no trace of joking… No. This was real. Evelyn swallowed hard. It wasn’t fair. She couldn’t degrade herself like that no matter how much she wanted to be a part of the team.
“I—I can’t….”
“What’s wrong,” said Scarlett. “Not willing to do what it takes?”
The familiar rush of blood colored Evelyn’s cheeks. The old fear had returned. Evelyn stopped and had flashbacks of the person she used to be; a quiet nerdy girl who struggled to speak in front of strangers. She even remembered the torment in high school from another boy on the team: ‘You’ll never be a good debater because you won’t do what it takes to win.’
“Hey, you alright, did I lose you?” Scarlett said, peering at her.
Evelyn snapped back, the memory gone. An unexpected surge of energy straightened her spine. She studied with her friend. There had been too much hard work to throw away now.
“Fine, let’s do this. What do I need to do?”
Scarlett’s lips parted in a smile. “That’s my girl. We’ll make a kickass debater out of you in due time. Now, here’s what you need to do, or rather, who you need to do.”
“Do I know him?”
“Professor Theodore, who else?” Scarlett said with a faint grin, referring to the team’s organizer and coach.
Evelyn’s jaw dropped. “You’re kidding?”
“Nope. Competition to be on this team is fierce. Dozens of talented women are vying for a spot and all of them are equally qualified. How else do you think the Professor makes the final decision?”
It made sense when Evelyn thought about it, in a sick and perverted way. She was saddened by his moral character, or lack thereof. And she was even more saddened by the thought of all the other girls on the team having to do such a thing.
“I never thought the Professor would be like a certain Hollywood producer that’s in the news,” Evelyn said judgmentally.
“Not at all. He’s very kind, highly intelligent, and loving. However, the man likes having his dick sucked. Who can blame him? I mean, he’s got to make a final decision on a candidate’s oral abilities somehow. Catch my drift?”
“So what am I supposed to do?” Evelyn huffed. “Walk up to him and ask to suck his you-know-what? Because that’s degrading.”
“If you put it like that, it’s degrading. It’s more subtle though.”
“A subtle way of asking to give a blowjob?”
Scarlett shook her head. “Don’t ask. Offer. That’s how it works. For legal reasons, the Professor is going to decline. The burden is on you, the would-be recruit, to offer your Lip Service abilities to him.”
“God, what a fucking asshole.”
“Fucking asshole? That’s a great idea. It’ll work. If you let him fuck your asshole, he’ll probably mentor you for years to come.”
“No way!” Evelyn scoffed, holding her hands behind her butt. “That area is off limits.”
“Then your mouth will have to suffice. Are you good at sucking dick?”
Evelyn tensed. “I guess so. I’ve never had a complaint.”
“Guys don’t complain about blowjobs. The question is, how do they react? How fast do they cum? Are they moaning loudly and do they cum quickly when you suck? Or is it a long process and they watch tv while you’re doing it?”
“Ummm… not that it’s any of your business, but it depends. I can make a guy finish quickly if I work hard enough.”
Scarlett smiled. “I knew you had a naughty streak in you. The faster you go, the less chances you’ll get caught.”
“You mean…” Evelyn’s eyes narrowed as her voice trailed off.
“Yes, that’s what I mean. You have to suck him off in a public place. Any girl can suck a dick indoors. The test is if you can do it outside. Again, this is about your confidence and ability to perform under stress.”
Evelyn’s throat clenched. “Really?”
“Someplace you won’t get caught. Yet someplace where the rest of the girls can see from the restaurant window. I know, it’s kind of embarrassing, but some of the girls think you’re super cute and they really want to watch you suck.”
“But… but… I could go to jail if I get caught.”
“Then don’t get caught. Evelyn, there’s not many people around. If you suck hard and fast, and choose the right location, you should be fine.”