Doug could not believe his luck. He was very excited about classes starting as he anxiously unpacked his trunk in his dorm room. He had been very fortunate having been assigned one of the few single dorm rooms on campus as normally these few highly sought after rooms were reserved for Seniors only, and here he was a freshman luxuriating in one of these very rare spaces that usually only upperclassmen could enjoy. As he laid back on his bed, he crossed his arms behind his back and sighed, "This is going to be great!"
Doug attended, along with 15,000 other students, one of the largest state colleges in the midwest. His dorm room was on the 9th floor of a 18 floor high rise which housed almost 2000 other students with a mix of genders. Each floor was assigned to a gender, and his (the 9th) was sandwiched in between two all girl floors. As he explored the campus that first afternoon, still sweltering in the late August heat, he had a hard time concentrating on his academic future with all of that exposed flesh around him. Everywhere he looked there were hot women in shorts, hot women in bikini tops, hot women in thin cotton sundresses, all looking gorgeous with their bare legs and feet and delicious barely covered curves. He had heard that this college was known for their beautiful women and now he knew the rumors were absolutely cock stiffingly true.
Each dorm floor was set up exactly the same, with elevators in the center of the floor and a rectangular hallway containing all of the individual dorm rooms running around the sides. At one end of the hall in the center corridor was the restroom and showers and at the other was the common room; containing couches, chairs, a large flat screen TV and various computers and games. This was the room where most hung out as it was large and roomy and also was where mixers were regularly had. Each floor was set up exactly the same, which made it sometimes disorienting if you were on the wrong floor, since they all were identical.
The first week of classes went very well, and Doug was pleased with all of his classes so far. Remaining continuously amazed at the high number of hotties that were in such abundance around campus and being a normal 18 year old guy, his hormones were raging constantly as it seemed that every second of the day he was surrounded by gorgeous girls. Still in late summer the heat made these girls dress even more provocatively than normal and having a lifelong foot fetish, Doug found himself constantly aroused by cute girls in flip flops populating every class he had. He was thoroughly enjoying himself, and though he had not gotten laid yet, it seemed clear he would soon as the female to male ratio was almost perfect at 2/1.
It was at the first Friday student mixer where he first heard about the ongoing prank war between his floor (the 9th) and the girls on the 10th floor. This tradition had gone back decades and mostly was good natured. One year the girls of the 10th floor had filled all of the toilets on the boys floor with suds, and the boys retaliated by a series of panty raids on their unguarded laundry. All in good fun, and a little on the sexy side, it was largely good natured. The guys on his floor had already planned their prank for this year, and it was going to be epic.
Doug volunteered to be the scout as he figured this would be a good way to get in good with the other guys on the floor. Being a freshman, if he could help pull off a major prank like this it would make him instantly popular on the floor, and thus make college even better for him. Five guys had gotten their cameras ready, and were waiting in the stairwell for the signal.
Doug had gone upstairs to scout out the situation, and when 9 absolutely stunning women all had headed for the showers at the same time, he texted it was time for Operation Mongoose to begin. Stealthily the 5 crept up the stairs and into the shower room, all visibly getting hard as the sound of giggling naked girls could be heard in the back over the sound of running water. Each testosterone addled brain already had painted quite an erotic scene in their imagination as they prepared to enter the showers.
Without making a sound, each girls towel was removed from the hooks in the outer room and thrown out into the hall where they were retrieved by Doug who promptly threw them down the garbage chute. It would be impossible now for the girls to cover themselves now as they came out of the shower room, and they were prepared with their cameras to catch all of the delicious bouncing and jiggling images. They all knew that each one of them would be jacking off later to the results of their prank, so the sexual tension in the air was quite heavy. At the appointed time, the lights were cut and the water was shut off.
A screech went up from the showers as the girls started yelling and thinking it was simply another utility problem with the dorm they all crept out, feeling their way along the wall as it was completely dark. At the perfect moment the lights came on and the cameras started flashing. Everywhere you could look there were tits, ass and pussy, scrambling for cover, flopping and swaying, running and jiggling, it was a wet dream come to life. The guys, having gotten what they wanted, quickly ran off and back to the relative safety of their floor.
As can be imagined, this prank was a bridge too far, and 30 minutes after the raid the RA from the 10th floor came down and was raising bloody hell. Threats were made, fingers were pointed, accusations tossed. The guy's RA said he was unaware of the raid, but would see what he could do to retrieve the pictures. A meeting with the whole floor was held, and the guy's RA said that they should return the pictures as the girls were especially pissed, and this was really not cool. The other raid participants said nothing, but chuckled when they heard about the threats the girls made to get even. Ominously the guy's RA said that the girls already knew who one of the culprits was, and would soon know who the others were. No one said or did anything, and after a few weeks things calmed down and everyone seemed to have forgotten about it. The guys at first were on edge expecting retaliation, but calmed when none came.
Several weeks later another mixer was held, this time on the 10th floor and everyone from Doug's floor eagerly attended. The girls were as always smoking hot, and seemed quite flirty on this evening. Seemingly the hostility of the prank from a few weeks earlier had completely dissipated and there were no hard feelings. All of the guys were having a fantastic time as again, the female to male ratio was quite advantageous. Doug especially could not believe his luck and was having the time of his life. Here he was, a lowly freshman, and not one but THREE hot girls were chatting him up, and all were gorgeous, dressed to kill and it seemed they had his kinks in mind based on how they were dressed.
