New Semester

His hands and mouth all over my breasts was getting me so hot. I groaned out loud and then felt Ashley place her hands on my hips. She stroked my body and moved her hands to my cuntlips. As her fingers stroked gently she whispered "Do you like that?". My sharp gasps of air and the rock of my hips to increase the pressure of her fingers on my cunt was the answer she got. With the way my breasts were being sucked and teased I wouldn't have cared if the whole of the Freshman football team and cheerleaders had decided they wanted to finger me!

"Oh God, Ash that is fantastic.. please don't stop!"
 
Ashley grinned as Vicki pressured her hips against her teasing fingers.

"Oh God, Ash that is fantastic.. please don't stop!"

Ashley obliged her by inserting two fingers into her cunt. She slowly eased her fingers in and out. She could hear Vicki's pleasure which made her increase her thrusts. She kissed along her shoulder, neck, and up to her earlobe, nibbling soflty.

"Should we let him see? Or keep him in suspense?"
 
"Should we let him see? Or keep him in suspense?"

With Ashley's fingers burrowing deeper into my drenched pussy I was happy for anything to happen.

"Maybe, I think he would like to see, but then he's s'posed to be here to please us isn't he?"

I leaned forward to kiss him softly, teasing his lips with mine. Resting one hand on his shoulder I used the other to gently stroke his neck and ears. I whispered to him.

"You've done a nice job of pleasing me so far, if you can think of a way of bringing Ash pleasure then maybe we'll let you see"
 
The sounds i was hearing were incredibly hot. I could tell that the new girl was really working on the one in front of me. I could feel her getting into it because she began rocking forward with the other girls thrusts. This caused her stomach to put more pressure on my hard on pointing almost straight up in the air. I hadnt been so hard in my life. The whole time I continued to do my best to please the breasts in front of me. Then i was promised that if I could please the other girl i would get to see them. Not seeing was a turn on but was too much torture right now.

"I have a good idea of what I can do" He knew a way to please her and help himself out a little. After all his nickname was tripod for a reason and he had yet to find a girl who didnt love a huge cock. I find my way behind her and run my hands down her sides as she fingers the other girl. My hands run along her ass and give her cheeks a nice little squeeze. I slide my fingers in between her legs to feel how wet her cunt is. Then i take one finger and begin to run it over her hard clit flicking it back and forth. Two other fingers slowly plunge in and out of her pussy. I wanted to make sure she was nice and wet for what awaited her.
 
A new Arrival

The door to the Janitor's Closet opened, it's hinges straining with deep creaks. The sound freying the already raw nerves of the man how steped out. Pausing, he growls, turning and kicking the metal door with his steel-toe booted feet. the resulting CLANG reverberating down the tall halls of the University building. He cringed, waiting for the envitable late working professor to stick his scrawny neck out of his office to yell at him to "SHUT UP!" Yet, that scream never came. The building was deserted, emptied bewteen classes. Straighting up, he sighed, before pulling at the jumpsuit that was now creeping into the wrong places! He hated wearing it. Too hot in the summer, too cold in the winter, it had no insulation at all. Not only that, but when he started this job two months ago, he found they didn't have his size on hand. Which ment he had to wear the only one they did have, which, of course, was two sizes too small! He wasn't surprised, however; being seven feet tall, with a physique that would have made Arnold Schwarzenegger green with envy...(he alowed himself to grin at that)...it wasn't the first time he had to go with ill-fitting uniforms. He recalled them saying that they had one for him on back order....that was two months ago. He grummbled, pulling at the now bunched up crotch. Finally, as close to comfurtable as he could be, he stretched, then reached into the closet, rolling his bucket and mop into the hall.
"Well, better get to work."

A few hours later found him standing outside the girl's dormatory. He groaned, he hated this part. His hight did cause him to receive a few stares, but nothing like the reseption he got when he had to clean in here. Not that he wasn't flattered by all the giggles and "come hither" looks he got, but, that feeling wore off rather quickly, now...it was simply an annoyance, getting in the way of his work. He looked up, the sun shining from the zenith of it's arc. Midday. Most, if not all, the girls should be in their noon classes, so he should have some peace an quiet, got his cleaning done, and get the hell outa here. With tray of cleaning equipment in hand, he stepped up, opened the door, and prepared to tackle some very tough soap scum.
 
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