NEW EDIT: I'd like to thank Ann Nthusiastically for her hard work editing this chapter
Jason woke hearing rapping at his door, alone, and surprisingly very clean. He groggily rolled in his bed, rubbing his hair. The rapping was rhythmic to a tune he didn't know, and sounded very impatient.
"I'll be there in a minute," he yelled from his bedroom as he tried to collect his thoughts, his brain slowly remembering the crazy events that transpired the day before. It had been a fantastic ride, losing his virginity, and then fucking vigorously again with the same girl all in one day.
He looked around for Katie, finding no one in bed with him, but did see her suitcase opened and ruffled through on the floor. A brief search outside the bedroom showed no signs of life save for the possible person waiting outside his front door. Wherever Katie was, she would be back for her clothes, he hoped as he slid out of bed buck-naked.
Again he was surprised with the lack of mess he found on the floor. His seemingly newfound ability of a cum hose had sprayed them, the bed and the floor last night, with Katie contributing plenty of girl spunk. The room didn't even smell of their tryst; it smelled clean, it looked clean. '
Did Katie clean up our mess?
' he wondered.
'If she did, she was a wonder-maid.'
He kind of felt guilty for failing to contribute to the cleaning of the titanic puddles; he would have to make it up to her.
He turned and regarded the clean sheets he'd slept upon, marveling at the skill it must have taken to remove and replace the sheets with him still on the bed. By then the rapping started up again, coaxing another yell out of Jason. Whoever was at the front door was persistent.
The clothes he wore yesterday were missing, but thankfully the clothes in his luggage were not and the rush the noise outside brought him to didn't give him time to think about that. He slapped on a pair of sweatpants, noting how easy it was to actually put pants on without his usual giant boner, making him smile for a second then hurrying toward the door. Pants would be enough.
He opened the door. Before him stood a sun blonde girl in the middle of her next rhythmic knock. She had a beach tan to her skin as the morning chill entered Jason's room through the door. Her hair was short and tomboyish, though her form was anything but, and she smiled confidently and brightly at him, her blue eyes ecstatic with joy at the sight of him. She, like all the girls at the school, was drop dead gorgeous, with more of a Latina complexion. Overall the girl seemed incredibly energetic, far too energetic for him who was not a morning person.
She lightly hopped up and down. "Good Morning! And welcome to your first day at school!" Her voice was chipper, grating on his morning mood. It didn't stop his eyes from following the movements of her breasts. He couldn't help himself, especially given how she was dressed. Unlike the other girls here who seemed to wear a uniform, though a simple one, this girl was wearing nothing but a bright white string bikini that basically didn't cover anything. Her chest was large, as it appeared was the standard, below Katie's range he figured, but still plenty full with a wonderful shape and added tanned skin to make it a bit more exotic, with no tan lines. He could see clearly her small pink areolae; the see-through tiny triangles were useless as her nipples jutted thick as a pencil erasers.
Her body was smooth and thin, her hips giving a decent curve with a nice ass concealed by nothing as her clean-shaven pussy made a camel toe with the tiny fabric covering her nether lips. Sandals topped off the random swimwear along with an odd addition, a studded collar around her neck, though it seemed to fit the beauty. She continued, as if she was cheering him on, "As a welcoming gift, I'm here to give you a morning blowjob!" She smiled, pleased with herself.
Jason did the sensible thing in his opinion. He closed the door, yawned, and started back to his bed. The rapping returned in earnest as the girl cried from outside the door, "Wait! I have other stuff to tell you! I'll get in trouble if I don't!"
Jason sighed, thinking about his warm bed, taking a couple of seconds to hold on to that thought, before he stopped ignoring her noise. He opened the door again to find the girl nearly falling over before taking a second to regain her composure. "That's mean, you know, hurt a girl's feelings, shut her down like that. It's rude in general to slam a door on someone, but especially on a cute girl who only wants to-"
Jason cut her off grumpily, "You said you'd get in trouble if you didn't tell me something."
"Oh! Oh, yes! I'm supposed to wake new students up on their first day, a lot of students forget to set their alarm, it's an hour, and thirty till the start of classes."
"Well, you woke me up, job accomplished, good day." Jason again was about to shut the door before the girl put her hand in the way and struggled to stop it. "Wait! There's more!"
Jason sighed and stopped his attempt; she gave a pert and frustrated look at him before clearing her throat. "Your sign says there are two residents; are you both up? I'm also supposed to give you these, and deliver your breakfast." She pointed to a box next to her on the ground; inside as it lay open were cereal and folded clothes. "There's a fridge in everyone's room. After today, it's up to the students to keep their fridge stocked from the cafeteria food bank."
"Umm, thanks." Jason felt a little guilty for being so mean, now that he could see she was actually doing a job, and not just thumping on his door to elicit sex. "...Sorry for shutting the door on you, I don't mean to have a bad sense of humor in the morning." Again Jason felt his unpracticed social skills were heavily inadequate for the situation.
The girl however seemed to take his apology in stride. She hand waved it nonchalantly, returning to her chipper tone, "It's all right. My name is Danna."
"Jason," he replied curtly, unsure whether to hold his hand out for a handshake or something, deciding against it in the end.
She handed him two sets of clothes. "Here are the school uniforms, one for you and one for your roommate. You can buy differently designed clothes with the school logo at the school store, with a little bit of school credit."
Jason took the clothes and examined them; they were simple enough. It was a white polo shirt; the upper left breast held a logo in fancy lettering that Jason assumed to be the school's. The pants were black slacks, rather featureless. He was a bit surprised the school knew his size. He examined Katie's set, finding the clothes identical. Jason recalled most of the girls at the school seemed to wear skirts, not pants; he guessed school credit got some use then.
Taking a blatant look at Danna's clothing he raised an eyebrow, "So, are the uniforms mandatory...?"
It took the girl a couple of seconds to catch his meaning as she looked at herself then looked back with a smile. "Oh no, school uniforms are provided by the school, but they aren't in the least bit mandatory. It's just most students wear them anyway. I personally find them bland. School colors white and black, how boring can you be. Plus, clothes are stuffy; I sometimes prefer just to go naked."
Jason could only slowly nod, "...So you're a nudist then?" He personally had never met a nudist, quite frankly never understood it. He didn't want to judge and didn't think anything was wrong with being a nudist. He just felt it would be kind of, breezy and chilly. He supposed they would be used to it though; all he could do is shrug and leave the subject.
Turns out he was wrong about his guess though. "Exhibitionist!" she exclaimed with much enthusiasm.
"...O...Oh," was the best response Jason could muster.
She continued, "Nothing is better than when all eyes are on me! Oh it feels like their gaze caresses me! I'm getting excited just thinking about it." Her hand grasped her breast and began to massage the flesh, her other hand went to her lower extremities and began to gently caress the fabric barely covering her sex. Her eyes drifted upward as she was clearly lost in her imagination; if anything, Jason helped her along by standing there.
"Then why do most students wear the uniforms if they are so bland and not required?" Jason eyes held a quizzical expression.
She smiled naughtily, "It's because they clean easily and don't stain. Don't know what they're made of, but a quick visit to the bathroom is usually enough to clean them off, good as new. All the clothes at the store are like that."
Jason wondered if he should shut the door now. Again, he didn't want to judge based on someone's fetish, but this was out of his narrow comfort zone. "...Is that all you needed to give me?"
The girl returned from her daydream, her hands stopping for a moment, before a clever smile returned to her face. "No, there's one more thing." She immediately dropped to her knees, grabbing Jason's hastily thrown-on pants, yanking them down to his ankles. His cock was free and directly at her eye level; she grabbed it as well before Jason could react and licked the length of the hardening dick. "I still haven't given you your morning blowjob," she stated before swallowing his member whole.
Jason grabbed her head and let out a moan as desire pulsed from his rod and reverberated throughout his body. He damned himself for being so weak willed, but he resigned himself to his fate. He just couldn't resist the pleasure that Danna's mouth brought him, it felt just so damn good, and his prick was becoming easier to please by the second as his libido ignited. He just hoped she would finish before Katie got back, from wherever she was. He didn't know how to define their relationship, but he'd personally rather find out before any potentially damaging events to that relationship occurred.
Still, he couldn't deny his need as his joystick hardened to full length causing the girl to choke and pull off, leaving heavy dribbles of spit along the shaft of his cock. While part of his brain worried he was somehow cheating on Katie, the rest was much louder and had begun beating back that other voice as soon as her lips touched his cock, the louder voice telling him that they weren't in any official relationship, so nothing was wrong.
His dick stood hard and angry at the loss of attention from Danna. She admired the organ with glee. "I love the feeling of pricks getting hard and growing in my mouth." Looking up into Jason's eyes with a smirk, she slowly lavished his tip, tasting his pre-cum with delight. "Caught me off guard," she spoke between licks. "Should have told me you were packing a monster. If I'd known you were hauling something this
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