Christmas Vacation in the Dorm....

[eepy]

Erin

Jim Carson... I liked the sound of it.

"And I'm Erin," I offered, intrigued by and very attracted to him but not trusting him enough to give out my last name.

I enjoyed his politeness and sense of humor, even in this strange situation. But I was dying to get my hands on him, and the sooner the better.

"Well, maybe if I had the use of my hands I could explore with them and my mouth," I said coyly, eagerly tasting the skin that had been exposed by the newly opened buttons. "I'm sure you'd like that even better," I added, deliberately rubbing my body against his growing member.

[Edited by eepy on 05-18-2001 at 09:16 PM]

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

I smirked down at her.

"Actually, I'm enjoying your frustration. It's an honest reaction. I wonder if your shyness and sensuality combine to form a sort of....... submissiveness?" I chuckled at that. "All that little piece of melodrama needed was a thunderclap." I glared out the window, scowling as if angry with the weather for not cooperating with my sense of drama. I couldn't maintain the pose for long, however, and was lost in a good, deep belly laugh.

"Seriously, though. I am enjoying your helplessness." This time, I stepped in and directly cupped her breasts, squeezing them firmly, yet gently. Not entirely sure of what kind of breast play she enjoyed. I slid my hands up her shirt to cup them a little more closely, through her bra.

Guessing by the little moan, she liked the firm squeeze, and by the squirming, she was nervous about being helpless. I looked her in the eyes again.

"If, at any time, you want me to stop, just say the word 'pomegranate'. When you say that word, the cuffs come off, the clothes go back on, and the game's over. I'll be ignoring words like 'no', and 'don't', and 'stop', so feel free to use them all you want. hmmmm.. another safe word, just to be well, safe. If you say 'elephant' we stop what we're doing and talk it out, then go on from there, got it?"

I had her repeat the code words back to me and their meanings, just to be sure she had it.

 

[eepy]

Erin

Submissive? Hmmm, I suppose that could describe me. Well, I was definitely beginning to feel that I could be submissive to this man, as he massaged my breasts and I moaned in pleasure. The code words seemed kinda silly, but I just went with it. I was very likely to say "No," "Stop," etc. without meaning it, so I knew that it was a good idea on his part. Hmm, maybe I could even have some fun with those words...

Pressing my body against his, his hands trapped between us, I raised my lips to his nose. I gave him a light peck, then whispered, "Don't."

Smiling, I moved to his mouth and gave him a lingering kiss before pulling away and saying, "Mmmm, no."

I ran small kisses up and down both sides of his jaw, then looked him straight in the eyes, whispering, "Stop."

I felt one of his hands move below my shirt around to my back, his fingers finding each indent of my spine, running in small circles, and finally wandering past the waist of my jeans and caressing the top of my bottom. I felt his lips move across my forehead, his nose in my hair. I was kissing and licking the exposed skin of his neck and chest, and I pulled away slightly, mummering, "Mmmm, Jim, don't ever stop."

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

I chukled at her little wordplay, then hauled her shirt up, over her head, and down her arms, where it pooled around the handcuffs. Examining her standing there in a black frothy lacy confection that was obviously designed to tease, just the hints of areoule visible through the lace.

"Not quite so shy under our clothes, are we?" I was smiling. The bra must have seemed an expensive bit of whimsy for a college student, and deserved its own little bit of applause. Studying it for a moment, I reached in between her breasts with one hand and slipped the front catch loose. I slid my hands under the cups, marveling at her soft, smooth skin, and how her largish areoules felt even softer and smoother, like buttered silk against the pads of my palms. Curling her taught nipples between my thumbs ant the edge of my hands, I squeezed her breasts again, firmly but gently, twisting my hands a little to pull at her nipples at the same time. She moaned and pressed herself against my hands, blatantly offering her taut breasts to my ministrations. I kissed her nose, then pushed the bra off her chest and down her arms, where it joined the pooled shirt. I stepped back a little, and worked the rest of the buttons of my coverall, showing the bulge in my briefs. I smirked at her as she seemed lost in a slight erotic fog.

"Any ideas on what direction to go from here?" I was grinning at her, nude from the waist up. "I can think of several. I'd like to start with this..." I traced her lips with my thumb; impulsively, her lips grabbed at it, and pulled it into her mouth. She sucked it, running her tongue over it and looking at me with a little dare in her eyes.

 

[Merelan]

Madeline:

"Huh? What are you talking about? I was coming to
see if you wanted to make a nice homecooked meal tonight." She looked puzzled, with a good right.
"Uhh.. where's Erin?" Looking around.

"She said she was doing laundry but, Damn it. I think she went after that guy. She doesn't know what she's in for. He had handcuffs on him. What the hell is a maintenance guy doing with cuffs? You know how inoccent she is. I mean. She didn't even know what my vibrator was for God's sake." Pacing the florr, angered at the thought I couldn't banish. Her helpless in those cuffs with him, or me, touching her, exploring her. Damn him.
"You're the RA. What do we do?"

 

[eepy]

Erin

I sucked and licked eagerly on the offered thumb, and I knew by his hints what he was really wanting, but I wanted to be as close to him as possible and felt that we should do that as soon as possible in case Madeline or Stacy came looking for me, although it didn't seem very likely that they would think to look for me in the cafeteria kitchen. His thumb in my mouth and his palm on my cheek, I pushed my hips against his, feeling the obvious erection, hidden now only by his briefs. Pulling my mouth away from his hand, I smiled and said, "Mmmm, I know what you really want my mouth around and I'd be glad to help you out there... later... First, I want you to please... please fuck me." Blushing at the boldness of my words, I backed away from him, moving to a large, metal, food-preparation table. I leaned down, stepping through the loop my joined arms made, sat on the edge of the table (I had to jump a little, and my bare breasts bounced, causing him obvious delight), and lay back, bringing my arms above my head and letting my legs fall slightly apart. I looked over at him. "Please??"

 

[Indika]

Stacy

My thoughts strayed briefly to the image of Madeline using her vibrator then I got back on track to the situation at hand. "This could be a very very bad thing... we need to go look for her. I mean, I'm not against letting a girl get her thrills, but this guy could spell trouble with a capitol T. Let's go." I stepped back through the door and headed for the closet to get our coats. I began to close the door then reached back in and grabbed an industrial size mag lite that was kept in there. Not only would it help us see, but if Mr. Maintenance Guy (or anyone else) gave us any trouble it would make a pretty nice weapon.

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

"Uhm, I just had a slight problem thought. Well, two of them, actually." My brow furrowed. "I haven't got any condoms, and I somehow doubt you brought one with you. The second problem involves your two friends. They might be hungry, too, and they both seem..... very protective of you. I don't need my skull caved in with a frying pan just 'cause your friends think they're doing you a favor, so those cuffs have got to go."

I made quick work of the cuffs, and quicker work of her jeans. Very nice. Long (for her height) smooth, shapely legs whose junction was covered by a whisp of black lace matching the bra I'd worked loose earlier. "Young lady, you are about to have your pussy eaten.. Oops, did I say that out loud?"

 

[Merelan]

Madeline:
I saw she had a flashlight so we had light. I wrapped a scarf around my neck, grabbed Erin's and her gloves, and we started off.
"Let's check the laundry first, in case she really is there, then hit each building. Can we stop and get some hot coffee though?" Nervous now, my overworking imagination making me think wicked, naughty, yet... sexy scenes. To get coffee we had to go to the kitchen, and there I could slip a knife, or two into a pocket. My father had taken mine.

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

I grabbed the sides of her panties, and quickly hauled them down her legs and off, bringing the crotch of them to my nose before her wide eyes. She was aroused, and running her hands along ner belly, edging toward her pussy. I froze her with a look.

"Don't touch that." I said quietly, evenly. Exerting control. "That's mine to play with."

I drew her scent from the panties into my nose, smiling. She was going to taste so good.

 

[eepy]

Erin

I trembled in anticipation at his touch, but then my shyness kicked in. "Mmm, of course I'd like that, and it's very considerate of you, but I feel kinda funny, laying here out in the open... naked. Do you think we could maybe find someplace more... private?"

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

"You have a suggestion, perhaps, for a more private place? If so, I'm all ears." I wriggled them to illustrate my point. Thankfully, she laughed. I've always been proud of my ability to get people comfortable with me quickly. I glanced down at my crotch. "Well, mostly ears, anyway,"

That got a solid laugh out of her, and I had to grin. It seemed she was that rarest of women; shy and innocent, with the filthy mind of a sixteen-year-old boy. Thankfully, the innocence wasn't likely to leave her, even if the shyness did.

 

[eepy]

Erin

"Well, they probably have a laundry room around here, wouldn't you think? For the uniforms and towels and stuff... That might be better than out here in the open... Oh! I just had an idea! Do you think we could invent an alternative use for rubber gloves??"

 

[SpectreT]

Jim

I cocked an eyebrow.

"Invent? Unlikely. Anything I can imagine has been done at least twice, by me alone. I credit the rest of the world with enough aggregate imagination to cover any bases I might have missed." I looked around. "Uhm, I hate to disappoint, but the 'laundry room' is a washer-dryer over in the corner next to that bank of lockers. That area is a little more private, though." I scooped her up, threw her over my shoulder, caveman-style, and one hand resting on her butt, the other squeezing her thigh, carried her over to the small table there.