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Incredible ChangesChapter 241: Dormy Nights free porn video
You think that over Karen, on the drive back to the dorm. I’m having my phone make the details of the names, rooms, and faces of the girls on your floor available to the interface.
Seeing me carrying up three large shopping bags was more of a shock to the girls on the floor than the fact I was a boy. Naked women even came out of the showers to see what I could have bought from an underwear store that took up three large shopping bags. They knew of the place, but none had shopped there. I had planned to go door to door, but instead, I went to the closest naked woman.
“I’m David, and you’re going to be the first doll I get to play dress-up with today,” I told her as the place in my head helped me find the cutest possible bundle for her. “First up ladies, a nice 30-A silk bra with an adorable anime cat on one cup and anime dog on the other. If you look closely, you will see how our model has been wearing a bra that I would guess is a twenty-six B from red areas on her sides. This silk bra is a bit large on the band size and requires that I use the third row of hooks tonight. A quick adjustment of the straps and the silk properly covered her breasts. But wait, that’s not all! Because she has smaller sized breasts, this bra has extra layers designed to prevent her nipples showing when they are erect for whatever reason. Observe.”
As I said the last part, I pulled her bra cup to the side to suck her nipple and areola into my mouth. As I had expected, her nipple popped right up. I didn’t expect her to have puffy areoles that were pretty much half of her breast size. I gave her a spin, with her bra pulled up to show one nipple was a bit inverted and the other fully erect.
Pulling the bra back in place, I spun her around again as I said, “Now observe how even when the bra is pushed tightly against her erect nipple, you cannot see it making itself evident through the bra. What bra would be complete without a pair of matching silk panties in her size with the cut that best fits her straight hips?”
I got her silk panties on quickly. Her legs went a bit weak as the silky material slid up over her just shaved mound. I had her turn, do a partial split, and then reach to show that even pulling them up in the front wouldn’t cause a camel toe. For the final test, I tried to make then get stuck in her crack. A little wiggle and they were back in place between her legs.
Some girls started to walk away, thinking the show was over, so I asked, “Ladies. How many of you sleep in your bra? What about panties? Well, tonight, my model is sleeping in silk pajamas.”
I stripped the woman, whose pussy was now getting wet, to dress her in the silk pajamas. I pulled the towel off her head before she could respond. As the women watched, I put a loose braid in her hair that would give her springy curls in the morning instead of having to use a curling iron.
Looking down the hall, I saw Mary and her roommate looking on. Mary was back in her robe. I knew she had been wearing panties and a gown when I first saw her. Now I was looking at her clit peeking out, wondering if I would come and play with her again. I could see the women closest to Mary getting ready to cover their ears as I walked down there with four bundles for her roommate and three for her. After taking off her robe, I dressed her in panties and a camisole instead of a bra. I highlighted how it had a built-in shelf bra that also kept her nipples from pushing through. Both of her nipples were already rock hard, so she didn’t need my help there. I stripped her again to put her into a pair of silk pajamas and watched her eyes glaze over.
“David. Catch. The owner at the store gave me these because she said they are mismatched sizes,” Karen said as she tossed me two bags.
Mary was almost about to cum as I stripped her silk PJs off. The material for the new PJs wasn’t silk, but it had to be the softest fabric I had ever felt. I got strange looks when I ducked into Mary’s room to get a pair of plain cotton panties and put a small panty liner in them before sliding them into place. She knew why. I started with the PJ pants first since there was a lot less stimulation that way. While I slid the oversized top down over her head, I kept it off her nipples until the last second. As the material rubbed over her nipples, she came hard. I was ready and had her in my arms with one arm around my neck. She managed to kiss me on the cheek before she started to snore lightly.
I told the women, “I think I have at least one bundle with a bra, panties, a camisole, and PJs for each of you. Now you don’t have to let me undress and dress you, but I would sure enjoy getting to see all your naked bodies. I’m a fifteen-year-old boy, after all.”
Mary’s roommate helped me get Mary tucked into bed.
To make things the easiest, since the women had seen that I wasn’t groping or perving on them, I started at the end of the hall across from Karen’s room.
I will never get women.
The first woman I came to confused me a bit. She was fine letting me strip her from her waist down but wouldn’t let me take off her bra to put on one that I knew fit her better. When I had her in new panties, PJ bottoms, and a PJ top, I saw her looking uncomfortable. I thought it was with me seeing her naked, so I started to strip her roommate. Before I got the chance, the odd woman pulled me into her room and closed the door. She took off her PJ shirt and unhooked the bra with her back to me. When she turned around, she had her hands over her breasts. Slowly she dropped her hands as she looked on the verge of tears.
Her breasts were two different shapes with one nipple the diameter of my pinkie and pointed up at the ceiling. Her other nipple was fat and sat at the bottom of the areola. I didn’t ask as I alternated sucking on each nipple until her fingers started running through my hair.
“You aren’t lactating, and I’m not a baby, but I think both breasts and nipples are going to do their job just fine. Isn’t that all that matters after all?” I asked her as I worked the silk bra on to put it on the middle row of hooks. “See? In the right bra, they give you some cleavage, and no one knows anything except you have nice C-cup sized breasts. Come on. If anything proves that a boy can buy them perfect fitting underwear, sight unseen, then nothing will.”
She was glowing with happiness as I paraded her to every woman on the floor so they could see that with one cup gently compressing her cone-shaped breasts, versus the nice rounded one, they couldn’t tell that she had different sized breasts. The padded cups took care of the nipples. She gave me a big kiss on the lips before I moved on to her roommate.
The rest of the women were a mix of big, medium, and small breasts. Their hips ranged from wide “baby-making” hips to straight ones. Some shaved, or waxed, their beavers bald. Others trimmed. The rest didn’t look to have even trimmed their pubes.
One had to jump to the wrong conclusion that I was gay.
Mary didn’t look like much, but she was able to strip off her PJ bottoms and panties before she made it two steps from her door. Her shirt took longer because she took a lot of care unbuttoning it before it too fell to the floor.
Mary managed to get my pants and underwear around my ankles in one tug. My shoes slipped off quickly as I stepped out of my clothes before she pulled my shirt over my head. Karen palmed me a rubber already removed from the wrapper. Surprising them all, Mary started sucking on me until I was hard. Before it even had a chance to bob a few times, Mary was in my arms pushing it up between us. Someone got another of my rubbers from somewhere because I felt one rolled down the entire length of my dick. I held Mary’s butt up so she could get me inside her before the rubber was on. Whoever covered my dick also lined me up with Mary’s hot, wet tunnel of love. We had an audience as I gave her a bit of assistance lifting off my dick, on the up-stroke, but made it look like she was doing all the work. The first time she came, it took the wind out of her sails, but if she kept her legs around my waist to use her vice-tight velvet glove to jack my dick off. Ten minutes later, I dropped her down on my dick to fill the rubber as she screamed into my shoulder while her pussy tried to milk more cum up inside her, even though none made it out of the rubber.
“Uh, you need to get that off before it leaks because your penis isn’t hard anymore,” one of the women said.
I lifted Mary’s now mostly limp body up until my half-hard dick popped out of her.
I turned my dick toward the woman and said, “You brought it up, so you get to take it off before any leaks inside her. Go get two paper towels.”
When she returned, I showed her how to use the paper towels to wrap around the base of my dick to slid the condom off. She didn’t listen very carefully and ended up with a hand covered in semen filled with dead swimmers. Instead of being grossed out, she tasted some licking it off her hand. I was about to put Mary down on her feet when the same woman told me to lift her back up and wait a second. I got a good tongue bath, including having my dick milked enough times to be sure there was no cum left in it before she told me to let Mary down. I didn’t have any more sperm on my dick in case it contacted Mary’s bare, wet pussy in the process. She didn’t consider that her cleaning off my dick had gotten me hard, and trying to let Mary get on her feet had my unprotected dick slide up inside her.
I had someone get Mary’s discarded clothes as I took her back to her room, with my dick still buried inside her. Once she was on the bed, with her butt off the edge, I got her panties and PJ bottoms back on. She said she loved the shirt, but the dorm was too hot to wear it tonight. I got a kiss on the lips and a whisper of thanks for a second great fuck.
“He isn’t gay then,” the same girl that said.
I went to her, slid my hand into her panties to find that she was as dry as a bone, and I whispered in her ear, “I’m not, but you are. I won’t tell anyone, though. It isn’t any of my business, is it?”
“Thank all of you for trusting me to be cool as I looked at every inch of the most important parts of interest to a horny fifteen-year-old boy. I would love to let you all see if you are ready to try sex tonight, but I have a redeye flight in the morning to the next school.”
The rest of the schools were pretty much a waste of my time. I only met with a few deans from various colleges at the universities, and the chancellors didn’t even bother to say hello. What sucked the most is that they assigned me a male chaperone at each school that was as boring as an empty toilet paper tube sitting inside the big empty dispenser. After I scared the living crap out of the nine guys showering at the first school, both because of my dick and that I was built like a linebacker while they were skinny nerds, I got a hotel room. Over the weekend, I stayed at one of the schools that didn’t have any sporting events that weekend. I kicked back to enjoy the scantily clad women hanging out around the pool.
About the only thing exciting during my trips to the last four schools was that I got asked if I would rub lotion on the backs of seven girls. I found out later that three of them were dating guys on the football team that took umbrage to my having touched their girls.
One got in my face so, I said, as I stood up to my full height as I let my muscles show that I didn’t have any fat there, “Dude, really? She asked me to put lotion on her back to keep her from burning. She did her legs, sides, and arms, just like the other six women. What is your problem? I’m fifteen. No matter how much I would love to explore the bodies of any of the beautiful women out here by the pool, I’m jail bait until I hit sixteen. Chill the fuck out. You don’t want me to embarrass you in front of your girlfriend, do you?”
I guess he did, and so did his buddies.
With a few quick moves and some repositioning, I had all three sitting in deck chair unable to move their arms or legs, at least not for ten minutes. To give them shit, I took the offered bottle of suntan lotion to cover every exposed inch, well nearly every inch, of the four girls that weren’t their girlfriends. I put the bottles of suntan lotion for each of their girlfriends in their boyfriend’s laps.
“Sorry, ladies. It appears I can’t be a nice guy to help with your suntan lotion anymore. Not to worry, your boyfriends are hanging out here waiting to do it once they can move again,” I told them all as I walked away.
For the rest of the weekend, I kicked back at the hotel pool. The scenery wasn’t anywhere comparable, but I did get to play water volleyball with kids around my age. They were stuck here while their parents did some weekend convention downtown. We all ended up in my room anytime we weren’t at the pool. Everyone felt comfortable enough to shower off the chlorine in my bathroom before changing clothes or change behind a towel I held up. They already seemed to sense that I had seen what they had enough that it wasn’t going to make me pop wood.
Late on Saturday, I did have two girls come up from the pool with me. They talked me into showering with each of them and then letting them crash in the other bed. Sunday, I woke up with a naked girl on either side of me. Both had no idea how they ended in my room naked or ended up in bed with me. Since I had put on my biking pants and board shorts, the girls were pretty sure I hadn’t drugged them. Going to the bathroom for a quick pee found their cellphones and bathing suits.
As we sat up in the bed, we watched each of their Fakebook posts from last night. Both got wild and then started feeling fun, horny even. They remembered how I hadn’t gawked at their bodies yesterday or tried to touch them at all when we were watching softcore porn last night. Both had pulled my arms around them so they could get my hand on their bare tits.
On each of their Fakebook posts said they were going to be going to the room of this cool guy they met last night, should someone be looking for them.
They both started to try to convince me to get naked, even pulling down my board shorts. When they saw my dick against my left leg in my biking shorts, they changed their minds. They had no modesty whatsoever as they made sure I got to see their slick wet pussies.
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