Chapter 6: Dorms (2)

"Hey you," I call out to the girl. It never occurred to me until now that I never got her name—and I'm still able to use her like this! "Suck on my finger."

She barely seems to acknowledge that I spoke; just a simple "mhm" and that is all.

The student grabs my finger from her crotch and brings it to her mouth as she begins to suck down the vaginal fluids still present on my finger. I feel her tongue twirl around my finger as she takes in her own taste.

As this carries on, I take my erect dick and stick it between her thighs. I begin to thrust, rubbing the side of my dick up and down the exterior of her cunt. Her meaty thighs sandwich my bony cock, apply pressure to all sides of my girth.

With every buck of my hips, I feel the smoothness of her skin along with the rugged sensation of her bushy cunt.

She begins to thrust back into me, the rubbing from my dick no doubtedly beginning to make her enjoy this. At this point, I can no longer tell if the origin of her wetness is from the shower or her own dripping.

She reaches back and grabs my ass so that she can pull me into her harder and harder—the sounds of our colliding bodies now making a clearly audible clapping sound.

I've had my powers for some times now so the idea of sex isn't as exciting as it once was. When this was all new to me, I would just tell this girl to get on the ground so that I could fuck her raw, but I feel much more matured now. I am okay with edging myself a little bit so that I could have more energy to fuck with more women, but it is already the end of the day and I haven't come yet.

I decide to commit to spending my load on this hot piece of meat as I allow myself to ejaculate between her juicy thighs—a full day's worth of build up is now slowly dripping down her nice and clean legs.

I quickly turn off the faucet.

"Don't shower until tomorrow. Keep my cum on you and be proud of it," I say.

She doesn't really know how to react because I didn't tell her how to react. All she can do is follow my instructions.

"Oh… alright then," she says as she walks to the bench and begins to pick up her belongings and walks out the door completely naked. I didn't tell her to stay undressed but I assume she would rather be naked (which isn't that big of a deal in her mind anymore) than dirty up her clean clothes.

I look around the room and see that there is still one lady in here. I haven't really showered yet and if anything that bit of cardio made me work up a sweat.

I walk over to the curtain covering the only shower still running and pull it open uncovering a ginger haired broad with a subtle hourglass figure.

She doesn't seem to care about my presence, but I'm too tired to mess around with her so I get to the point.

"Hey you, whatever your name is, shower me with your body. And no hands," I command.

"Shower you? No hands?" she asks.

"Like, clean me," I say semi-impatiently.

"How?" she asks. She is not resisting my words, however she just doesn't know what I mean.

"Like with your body! No hands!" I say again, hopefully this time more clearly.

"Oh!" she says with a smile.

She bends over, her vulva jutting out towards me, as she picks up a bottle on the floor—body wash.

She gets back up and squirts a load of creamy, coconut scented cleanser all over her tits. Without saying a word, she leans her bust into me as she starts using her sizable breasts to lather my upper body in suds.

When it is time to wash my face, I hunch over and she motorboats my face in a barrage of soapy goodness.

She has trouble reaching my lower body with her chest, so she pours more soap on her ass. She turns around and begins to rub her dump truck up and down my legs. Even so, this is an awkward position for her so I decide to help out by moving with her.

To finish everything off, she cleanses my recently used cock. She gets on her knees in front of me and sticks my private region into her mouth. The whole motion is less like a blowjob and more like a deep cleansing. Her tongue swirls around and her throat slurps down as she cleans off the fluids that that other girl left on me. I grab her head as I squeeze her wet, red hair.

She gets up and looks at me face to face.

"All done!" she says with a cheery smile.

Honestly, at this point I am too tired to care. I walk away without saying a word, thinking about where I should sleep.

I walk down the halls and finally settle on that lesbian couple that I saw earlier. They are both soundly sleeping in each other's arms (and in their underwear).

"Pstt, wake up," I say to them as I poke their tits.

"Hmm," one of the girls says as she slowly awakens.

"Make room for me in between both of you, I'm sleeping here," I say.

The girl seems annoyed but she obeys. She wakes up her partner with a kiss on the cheek and whispers into her ear. They both part ways a little bit as they open up a spot for me in between their warm, nubile bodies.

"Undress too," I say.

Without a word, they both remove their underwear and settle back into bed completely naked. The room is dark so it is hard for me to make out the details of their bodies, but their silhouettes are arousing enough.

I get into bed and lay in between them but I feel that they are slightly annoyed.

"You two both love me like you love each other, right?" I say.

Instantly, I am wrapped in a jungle of arms as both girls start to cuddle onto me from either side. My body is amassed in an explosion of soft flesh—my arms both sandwiched by their own pair of titties as my hand reaches down to either of their cunts—as I begin to drift away.