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John Almighty | rhetorical | 9

 

"Hey," Jess said, "would you like to come to my dorm room? We can grab lunch."

John was intrigued by Jess' hospitality, which he didn't suggest. Maybe it wasn't too surprising, he reflected, given that she would still be unconsciously drawn to his naked body. In fact, she probably just wanted to bring him someplace private. "Sounds good," he said.

John and Jess finished washing up together. Jess flirted playfully with John the whole time, showing off her body. John's libido was still recovering, although being surrounded by naked women was helpful. By the time the two went to fetch their clothes, John was beginning to harden again.

Jess had evidently come to the shower in her night clothes: a pair of ankle-socks and an oversized T-shirt which hung just over her butt. John decided to leave most of his clothing in the locker, only taking out his shoes, socks, and shirt, leaving the last of these unbuttoned. Jess looked at John with a hungry smile, glancing down at his member. "Come on, John, let's go back to my place."

Jess led the way down the hall, occasionally sashaying her cute butt to tease John. Soon, they came to the door to her room. She pulled out a cord tied around her neck, bringing a key up from between her breasts, her nipples poking slightly into the fabric of her shirt.

Jess unlocked the door, and cursed as she opened it to the sounds of her roommates. "Shit," she muttered, "I was hoping they'd still be out. Oh well," she said, gesturing for John to follow her in.

"Hey guys," Jess called as she entered. "I've brought home a friend. Everyone, this is John."

"Hello," said an array of feminine voices, variously friendly or disinterested. Looking around, John saw a pleasant variety of attractive female forms in various states of nonchalant undress, now unconcerned about revealing themselves to their fellow roommates. Jess introduced them in turn.

"John, these are my roomies: Alicia, Mary, and Janine," she said, indicating each girl in turn. Alicia was a wavy-haired blonde girl who smiled at John from the dining-room table where she studied: she wore a thin pair of glasses, a college T-shirt which was far too tight for her C-cup breasts, and pale blue panties. Mary was a brunette who only seemed to be wearing jeans and tube-socks, and barely glanced from watching TV. Janine, who seemed to be from Thailand, quickly got up from a couch facing away from John to reveal that she was bare from head to toe; her smallish B-cup breasts and well-trimmed pussy were free to look at.

"Hi John! Nice to meet you," Janine chirped happily. She looked down to his cock, which had quickly hardened from the sight of Jess' casually undressed flatmates, particularly the tanned, lithe nymph who stood before him. "Oooh, I can guess why Jess brought you back here!" she said, smiling impishly. "You didn't just bring him home from the showers, did you Jess?"

Jess blushed as she self-consciously touched the towel draped across her shoulder. "Nevermind that. We chatted a bit there, and I invited him back for lunch. I thought you guys might like to meet him," she said, bending the truth. She glanced to John, grinning apologetically. "I'll be back in a sec, John. Help yourself to something from the fridge," she said.

 

What (or who) does John help himself to?


          Milk?

 
 
 

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