"I could hear her and her lover's flesh smacking together as their bodiescollided, leaving me outside her door with a raging hard-on. I thought Ihear... someone downstairs, so I quickly scurried off into my bedroom. Itossed my now forgotten sandwich onto my bed, and a minute or so later,saw Kym and her best friend Kristyn walk past my door. By the looks ontheir faces, they'd both enjoyed themselves very much. I kept waiting fora boy to walk past my doorway as well, but one never did. . That was greeted by generally nervous laughter but quite a number of guys, already in cut-off shorts, stripped off their t-shirts and sat comfortably bare-chested. Some, but far few, girls removed blouses and some even shucked off their full-length jeans to sit in bra and panties only."Thank you, ladies and gentlemen," began the professor." You have just helped me demonstrate this term's thesis for my course Fundamentals Underlying Nudism / Social Exhibitionism. That is, given acceptable social. To tell the truth, I found it to be quite exciting.As I said, it was royal blue, with a square cut neckline and short,feminine, puffy sleeves. The hem of the dress fell about calf length. Theneckline, sleeves, and hem were all trimmed with a small ruffle of whitematerial that gave a deep contrast to the dress color.I wasn't surprised when she put the serving apron over my head and tiedit at the back with an extravagant bow. I winced though, when she pinnedthe final touch on to my hair - the. “Spread your legs,” he instructs. I’m so used to taking orders from my coach, I don’t hesitate . . . opening my legs for him. His hands explore higher and still higher up my inner thigh. Secretly . . . this is driving me crazy.“You’re so wet . . . young lady,” he says and then runs a finger along my pussy lips through my leggings, making me moan in pleasure. I must have soaked through my second pair of panties and my leggings too. I just can’t control myself around Mr. Johnson.“More!” I moan to.