The obvious choice. The only option that would not make her look like a slag. Besides, she had always been curious about the whole 'experimentation' thing, what harm could come of it?
"Okay, nice choice, but not as easy as you may have thought..." said the man.
"Not easy? It's a t-shirt!?"
"Yes, a t-shirt, but nothing else." He grinned. "You have chosen to wear JUST this t-shirt, which happens to be three sizes too small for you. Don't worry, it'll cover your crotch, just. Anyway, it's too late, you've chosen this now. Go back to your dorm and get changed. Meet Jess at the fountain in the middle of the park. Good luck." He began to get up and leave, but then added "oh, and don't try to keep some other clothes on, you'll be inspected later." Then he really did leave.
Anna wasn't sure what to do. Three sizes too small? That'll be REALLY tight! How low down would it go, would her pussy be on show, even from walking?
"Only one way to find out" she thought and trotted off back to her dorm.
Once there, she shed her jeans, tank top and black thong, she never wore a bra, didn't like the restriction. Could she wear shoes? No, he said nothing else. Absolutely nothing else. They went too. Anna couldn't believe she was going to do this, but then, she had always been turned on by the thought of being exposed. The first tinglings in her pussy since first getting the parcel started ringing out, crying out to be touched. She couldn't help it, her juices started flowing freely from her closely shaved cunt, her nipples stood to attention. She could barely hold it in.
She turned to the t-shirt and squeezed in to it. He was right, far too small for her. If she pulled it down, it would cover her most private parts, but only just. Her tits might as well have been naked, the way they stood out through that thin top, it left nothing to the imagination. She wasn't particularly large chested, but she certainly could put on a display. Anna turned to the mirror, lifted her arms up. The top rode right up, nearly showing even her naval, she would have to be careful. She turned around. Leaned forwards slightly, her wet little pussy came into view beneath her tight ass cheeks.
The realisation that she would be on display, even with the slightest lapse in concentration, blew her mind. Her pussy was now leaking like a faucet! Her hand reached down and lightly grazed her clit. Electric. Anna raised her left hand to her now heaving breasts, tugged on a nipple. All the while, her other hand dove deeper, found her slit and ran a finger along it's length. She then put her finger to her lips and tasted the sweet, sticky liquid.
Her hand quickly returned to her sopping pussy, rubbing frantically at her bald cunt. Her clit aching for her touch. She brought her other hand away, found her entrance and quickly pushed a finger inside. She could hardly breathe.
Dashing to her bed, she jumped on and ripped the t-shirt back off. Once again naked, Anna's hands returned to her pussy. With three fingers exploring her depths, she frantically rubbed at her clit. Waves of pleasure rushed through her body. She rubbed harder. Finger fucked deeper, until, she could take it no more and felt her orgasm building. Her clit poked out between her fingers as she rubbed both sides with a finger each, maniaclly rubbing. Then it hit her. She screamed. She was coming harder than ever before. Harder than any cock had ever made her. She screamed again, no longer caring if people heard her.
Once her breathing had come back, she stood up, pulled that tiny t-shirt back on and left. The door clicking locked behind her. |