Dormitory Fire Drill
Keywords: Drill, Dormitory, Fire,
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The bed in Beverly's dorm room was narrow. It forced their naked bodies close. That was fine with Les, it increased the intimacy. As they spooned together, Les's arm draped across her waist and fondled the bottom of her left breast. His face pressed into the hair at her neck and inhaled the wonderful aroma. His erect penis rested in the crack of her ass.
Beverly's hand reached back and gently massaged his hip and bare ass. She made a slight rolling motion with her butt that applied pleasurable pressure to his cock. Les smiled and responded by adding his own motion to match hers.
As they grew more aroused, the pace of their lovemaking increased. Les moved his palm to her nipple and barely touched it with small circular movements. She inhaled sharply and it forced her breast more firmly against his palm. The nipple was engorged and hard. Beverly slid her hand from his hip to his balls. Les kissed her neck in appreciation and nibbled her earlobe.
The heat continued to rise and their touching became more frenzied. Les moved his hand from her breast to the sensitive area at the top of her pubic hair. Beverly shifted position and separated her legs. He took advantage of the opening and moved his penis from her ass to between her legs. The tip of his cock nestled in the bottom of her pubic hair. Their rocking motion made it slide along the surface of her vagina.
His fingers slowly entered her thick and damp pubic hair as if on a safari. Beverly's body tensed and her breathing deepened. She bit her lower lip and concentrated on the building pleasure. She loved how Les gently worked her body and didn't just come in a groping rush. In that regard, he was sensitive and caring lover. Very different from her previous boyfriends. Even more tender than some of the girls she'd been with.
As Les's fingers started to probe her swollen pussy lips, she was building to a quick climax. The combination of his body pressed tight against her, his cock thrusting between her legs, his tongue in her ear and his talented fingers were overwhelming her senses.
She grabbed a handful of sheets, gyrated her entire body and said through clenched teeth, "Now Les, now."
He knew what she wanted and slid his fingers through the wet folds of her vagina and found her hard clitoris. It was like stepping on the accelerator. Within seconds, her climax burst forth in waves. Beverly's body bucked against his hand. Her insides melted like warm butter and a blissful glow spread through her body.
While she was still in orgasmic reverie, Les rolled her willing body over and spread her legs. He got between them and aligned his penis. As his cock touched her pussy, he leaned forward and gave her a kiss. Lost in passion and delight, Beverly gave the slightest feathery response.
As she lay docilely beneath him, Les pushed slowly into her. He enjoyed the tightness and the warmth and the extreme wetness. If possible, his penis got harder and larger. His was very close and he began moving his hips to pump in and out. Beverly smiled, but made only the barest of moves. Within a few strokes, Les felt his passion rising beyond control. Beverly started to squirm as she built to another orgasm. He pumped madly and then jammed as deep into her as he could, rocking her body. He breathed out in a moan, climaxed and shot strong spurts deep into Beverly. She experienced a second smaller, but nonetheless, satisfying orgasm,
He held the position on his elbows for a few seconds then lowered himself on top of her. They were both spent and satisfied.
After a few minutes, Les whispered in her ear, "You're the best, doll." He rolled off her and they both drifted into a deep and restful sleep.
Les dreamt the alarm clock was going off. He ignored it and turned over. Beverly bolted upright next to him and said, "Oh my gawd! It's a fire alarm!" She was immediately awake and out of bed.
Her naked body raced to the door and opened it a crack. The fire alarm wailed in the hall and the lights flashed. She closed the door and flicked on the lights. "Get up Les, we've got to go."
He was still lying in bed. He kept his eyes closed and tried to return to sleep. "Nah, it's probably a false alarm. They'll turn it off in a second." Les wasn't one to awake easily, especially not from a deep and short sleep. He pulled the pillow over his head to shut out the noise.
Beverly was in frenzy. She was at her bureau pulling out night clothes. She grabbed a pale blue baby doll nightie and pulled on the panties. As she moved, she repeated, "Les get up."
From under the pillow, he said, "You go, I'll stay here"
Beverly pulled the pillow off his head and shook him. He opened his eyes and saw her adorable tits hanging over his face. He had a last thought that maybe this really was just a beautiful dream.
"We can't stay here." Beverly insisted. "The Resident Assistants check each room to make sure they're clear. Besides, it might be a real fire." She tugged on his arm.
Les gave up and swung his legs onto the floor. Seeing progress, Beverly returned to dressing and slipped the silky baby doll over her head. The lace trim just reached the middle of her buttocks. Les rested his head in his hands and looked around groggily for his clothes.
As he reached for his jeans, Beverly said, "Shit!"
Les looked up and saw the panicked expression on her face.
"They can't see you in the dorm," she said in a tight voice. "You know it's against the rules to stay overnight."
Les knew, because each time he stayed over, they had to go through the ruse of pretending to sign him out by the eleven o'clock deadline and then sneaking him back in. Still, he didn't think getting caught was a big deal. Beverly obviously did.
"I'll get in all sorts of trouble." she said as her mind raced. The clanging alarm added to the urgency and didn't help her thinking. Beverly got an idea and moved to the closet. She grabbed a long nightgown and handed it to Les. "Here, put this on."
He took it and stared at it in confusion. "What are you talking about?"
"Put it on." she insisted. "We'll pretend you're one of the girls and no one will notice in the confusion."
"Are you crazy?" he said and dropped the gown on the bed. "I'm not putting that on." He reached again for his jeans.
She stopped his hand and sat beside him. Her voice was firm. "Les, put it on. I could really get in a lot of trouble. It's the only way."
He looked around trying to think of an alternative. "It'll never work. Everyone will see my face, honey."
She thought for a second, and then said, "I got it!" She bounced up and grabbed a large sweatshirt from a hook. "Wear this over it and pull the hood up. No one will see your head."
Les hesitated. He was still groggy and having trouble thinking. Regardless, Beverly left no room for debate. "Hurry."
He grimaced, but stood up and reached for the nightgown.
"Good boy, thank you." she leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll never forget this."
"Yah, neither will I." Les mumbled as he pulled the satiny, feminine nightgown over his head. 'The things I do for love.' he thought to himself.
Before he had a chance to reconsider, Beverly moved to get the rest of their clothes. She peeked out the door. "Faster, darling. Everyone is leaving and the RA's are starting to check rooms."
The gown draped easily over his body and reached to his mid-calf. He slipped on the sweatshirt and pulled the hood over his head. Fortunately, the baggy style of the over-sized sweatshirt had lots of room. When pulled tight, the hood provided good concealment.
There was no time for further review. Beverly tugged on his sleeve and said, "We gotta go. Put these on." She handed him fluffy, pink slippers. He wrinkled his nose, but did as he was told and slipped them on his feet.
Beverly put her hand in the small of his back and urged him to the door. She had put on a cute lavender bathrobe to cover the revealing baby doll pajamas. It had only been minutes since the alarm first sounded. As they were about to enter the corridor, Beverly stopped him and urgently said, "Wait. You need underwear. Your penis is showing."
Les looked down and saw the tell-tale bulge through the nightgown. Beverly stepped to her bureau.
"Where's my boxers?" he asked.
"They won't work. They're too loose. Use these." she said holding out a pair of her dainty panties.
"No way!" Les said in a squeaky voice. "I can't wear those. Those are girl's panties."
"Shhh, keep your voice down. Don't be silly. They're just underwear." Beverly insisted. She dropped to her knees and lifted his foot. "These are tight enough to keep you in place." Before he could protest further, she was snapping them around his waist.
Les was surprised by her quick and insistent action. However, he was most surprised by the sensuous reaction and spark of arousal that shot through his loins from the feel of the panties. That sensation heightened when Beverly slipped her hand inside the panties, grabbed his penis and pushed it down between his legs. When she smoothed the material and his balls into place, his penis jumped.
Before he could fathom what the hell was going on, Beverly had pulled him into the corridor.
They were among the last to leave. The Resident Assistants were encouraging the other stragglers and barely gave them a glance. Beverly's room was on the eighth floor of a ten-floor high-rise. They headed to the emergency exit stairs.
Beverly was behind him and whispered, "Keep your head down."
He didn't need the reminder. His nerves were in a high state of anxiety. He tried to make himself invisible and shrink into the clothes. For once, he felt fortunate to be neither particularly tall, nor well-built. His thin frame and smallish size blended in among the coeds.
When they entered the emergency stairway, it was packed. The lower floors were still emptying and they moved at a snail's pace. They pushed into the crowd, and Beverly positioned herself on the stair above and directly behind him.
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Keywords: Drill, Dormitory, Fire,