"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Anna whispered, sounding earnestly confused. She was something of a ditz, but normally not this oblivious.
"I'm really fucking sure we
shouldn't
be doing this!" her co-conspirator, Esther, hissed right back.
"Then why don't w -"
"Shhhh!"
The pair were crouched near the maintenance entry of the boy's dorms, waiting for janitor, a renowned pack-a-day smoker and alcoholic to slip out for the inevitable cigarette. Unfortunately for Esther and Anna, alongside his vices was the virtue of hard-work and he usually stuck to whatever task was at-hand until it was done. That meant his smoke breaks weren't terribly consistent, which in turn meant they were shivering in the winter chill, in spite of jackets, leggings and the sheepskin boots, positioned behind a chest-high bush astride the doorway.
This had been Esther's plan. Obviously, it had sounded much better from the comfort of their own dorm room; laughing, sipping on wine coolers and building it up to be a sort of campus adventure. But now, standing in the freezing cold outside the boy's dormitory, it didn't seem like such a great idea. Not that she would ever tell Anna that. Esther couldn't help but disdain the absent-minded blonde, with her big tits and movie star looks. The skids of her life were going to be well-greased, whether she knew it or not.
By comparison, Esther was a pear-shaped plain Jane with ruddy skin and thick glasses. She did have a certain sex appeal about her, but if she was being honest with herself it was more like her sheer
enjoyment
of sex was her main appeal. As many had discovered, Esther could hang with the boys, and then some, when it came to the depths of her carnal appetite. But that required they take their eyes off Anna first, a fact which Esther resented. Anna herself was by no means easy, prudish even, so Esther took it a bit too personal when her friend stole the attention of a guy from her.
Not that it particularly mattered when the obstacle in front of them was a single locked door and a working man's love of cigarettes. Anna was hopping up and down in a vain attempt to keep warm, completely exposed to view if anyone would just look. Esther was certainly freezing herself, but she was self-disciplined enough to stay hidden. If Anna couldn't -
Just then, the door swung open and Esther pulled Anna down, silencing her pre-emptively with a stern look. In the dark of midnight, a single spot of red lit, flaring as the handyman inhaled. Still Esther and Anna waited, hearts pounding in their chests, waiting for just the right moment. The handyman put his hands in his pockets and turned, walking a short distance away from the door, towards the only working light on the back of the four story brick-and-mortar building. Grabbing her friend's wrist tight, Esther took the chance and dashed into the door, the first floor's absurdly well-lit interior nearly blinding both of them before their eyes could adjust. Fortunately, her vision cleared in a few seconds and Esther turned left, leading the way up the stairs, for the nervous blonde girl behind her.
Other than the first, the remaining floors were mostly darkened, just like he'd said they would be. Esther's stomach filled with butterflies at pulling things off so smoothly so far. Upon reaching the top floor, Esther took a few seconds to fan her face with her hands and ask Anna, "You got the camera ready?"
The blonde held up a digital camera, then flicked a switch at the top which lit a small red LED at the top. Esther nodded, "Start recording," and stepped through the door, looking both ways down the halls. She saw a figure leaning against the wall, fiddling with their phone and walked briskly across the tile, "Hey."
The darkened figure looked up calmly and spoke in a low, deep voice, "What took you so long?"
Anna immediately opened her mouth and began blabbering, but the brunette spun a put a finger to her lips, then turned back to the boy, "Shit happens. We doing this or what?"
The boy looked over her shoulder and down the hall, then turned to check behind himself, "Yeah, sure. If we get caught it's on you though."
Esther rolled her eyes, giving him a dismissive, "Whatever, just be quick," as she pulled her leggings halfway down and got on her hands and knees; the checkered linoleum floor was bitingly cold, but she wasn't fazed. The boy got behind her, his dick already hanging out, hard and ready. Esther felt his girth and strained against her leggings to spread herself wider while licking three fingers and using them to get herself wet. She was hardly ready for penetration, being stuck out in the cold hadn't done anything for her arousal, but she'd done bigger dicks before and was confident she could handle it.
Anna was still standing a few feet away, focusing the camera on Esther's ass as the boy grabbed her hips with one hand and guided his fat dick inside her with the other. He let out a sigh and Esther purred softly to mark penetration. He took his time for the first stroke, letting go of his dick and holding her baby-making hips with both hands before withdrawing most of his length and slamming it forward. Esther suppressed a yelp by biting her lip beforehand, then turning her head to look at him and nodding; giving him permission to ravage her.
And ravage he did.
He dug his fingers into her flesh, jerking her back as he drove forward, every stroke of his dick kissing her spot. Esther's mouth was open, a line of drool leading from her bottom lip to the floor, her voice rising higher as he reduced her insides to jelly, "Harder...
ah
,
