My First Dorm Ch2

This is a continuation of my first dorm room. The story is a work of fiction, and the characters, including myself…Holly, are fictional.

After the events of the ‘naked slumber party’, which had basically boiled down to Ashlyn and Megan forcing themselves on me until I came and gave in to them, I wasn’t sure what was going to become of me. The day following the naked slumber party, we really didn’t leave the dorm room. Megan and Ashlyn wore me out using me and having me please them. I realize that this sounds very dry, but this whole day was a blur to me. Remember it’s been a while since this all happened. The clearest thing that I remember about that following day was that each time I left the room to use the bathroom, or get a snack, they made me strip as soon as the door shut behind me. Finally late that evening Megan got dressed and went back to her dorm room, leaving Ashlyn and I alone in our dorm.

“Well Holly dolly, I’ve got a lot of reading to do, classes start tomorrow.” Ashlyn said and smacked me lightly on the butt. Before Megan left the two of them had been on my bed, which was the bottom bunk, Megan had been fucking my pussy with three fingers, while Ashlyn stuck pens in my ass. At one point she had six bic round stick pens in my ass. They thought it was hilarious. Ashlyn climbed over me to get out of my bed. “Remember all the pens that smell like bum are yours.” She giggled and gave my butt cheek a little pinch. I was exhausted and soon passed out.

When I woke up it was morning of the first day of classes. Ashlyn was gone. I was alone and naked, sprawled out on my bare mattress. (They hadn’t even given me time to make my bed) I looked up at the alarm clock, it was 9:50, I had a ten o’clock class, and I didn’t even know for sure where it was. I sprang out of bed and began to trifle through my boxes of clothes. It didn’t take long to realize that I wasn’t the first one to have done this today. There was a note on my desk big letters so I wouldn’t miss it.

Holly,

I stole all your panties, why don’t you wear mine, I left a pair hanging on the doorknob.

The panties on the doorknob were black thongs. I don’t wear thongs. As I picked them up the crotch felt damp. She had left dirty panties for me! I began to ease them up my legs, I was too hurried to argue. Ashlyn is a size one, I’m a three, the panties didn’t fit! I stretched them onto my body, the front didn’t even cover my pubic hair, I kept the edges trimmed for conservative bikinis, the thin strip of the high cut thong left bushy hair hanging out both sides! I looked ridiculous. Well they were better than nothing, I found my jeans from two days ago, and a T-shirt and began furiously rummaging for a bra, I couldn’t find one! In a panic I threw my T-shirt on without one grabbed my books and went running out of the dorms.

Running without a bra on is excruciatingly painful! I found my class, just as students were filing in, I was late, but so was just about everyone else. Fortunately this is a small campus. I sat in a seat near the back and laid out my textbooks and notebook. The run had left me winded, and my nipples were standing out from being rubbed furiously against my shirt. I crossed my arms on my chest and waited for class to start. 

By the time class let out at Twelve-thirty, I was starving. I had barely eaten the previous day. I tried to decide whether to go to the cafeteria now or go back to the dorm and try harder to find a bra. As hungry as I was my modesty won out. My next class wasn’t until three pm, so I had some time to look. I thought of Ashlyn’s panties, which had dug themselves between my pussy lips uncomfortably and thought maybe I could find better panties too.

Once in the dorm I set about looking in earnest and finally found a bra. Ashlyn had done a good job routing through my clothes to steal my underwear, but she’d missed one. I pulled off my T-shirt and put the bra on, quickly pulling my T-shirt back on. Then I began looking for some panties. As I dug through my boxes the door opened. I looked up to see Megan and Ashlyn.

Megan was wearing tight jeans and a tank top, which showed off a good deal of her immense cleavage. Her bright red hair was pulled back in a bushy curly pony tail. Ashlyn had opted for short-shorts and a midriff exposing T-shirt. The T-shirt showed the swell of her chest, she was smaller boobed than either Megan or I, but compared to her tiny body they still seemed pretty big. Her short black hair framed her light complexion, and dark lipstick.

“Uh oh Megan.” Ashlyn said looking down at me.

“Uh oh.” Megan replied.

“Holly dolly what are you doing in our dorm with clothes on?” Ashlyn asked.

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to find a bra before I went to the cafeteria for lunch.” I stammered.

“Did you find a bra?” Ashlyn asked.

“Yes.” I answered.

“So what are you looking for now?” She asked.

“Some panties, yours are too small.” I answered.

“Are you wearing the ones I left out for you?” Ashlyn asked.

“Yes, but they’re tight.” I answered.

“That’s alright, at least you wore what I asked.” Ashlyn said. “I can’t believe you found a bra. I thought I got em’ all. Oh well, so you want lunch at the caf? We’ll go with you, I know I’m hungry. Let’s go.” Ashlyn held out her hand.

“What about my panties?” I asked.

“We’ll see maybe you can earn them back one pair at a time.” Ashlyn whispered as she and Megan walked with me through the dorms.

We got to the cafeteria and went through the line, Ashlyn and Megan put food on my tray as we walked. By the time it was time to pay, there was a bowl of jello, a cupcake, a hotdog, a soda, a separate cup of ice from the ice machine, and a salad. They led me to a table near the corner away from the doors. They each sat on one side of me.

The cafeteria was pretty nice, there were some large fake plants, big red table cloths, most of the tables were round and about eight feet in diameter. The table they chose was against a wall, and we sat facing out towards the cafeteria.

“Eat your salad.” Ashlyn said. I put the dressing on and began to eat the salad. A minute or two later two guys came up and sat across from us.

“Hey Ashlyn, is this the girl you were telling us about?” The first guy said. Ashlyn nodded. “Hey Megan.” He added.

“Holly, this is Mike and Dave.” Ashlyn said, “guys this is Holly.”

“Hey.” Mike and Dave said in Unison. They had their eyes all over me, I felt like a piece of candy or something. I wondered what Ashlyn had told them, suddenly I feared for my reputation. The table was quiet until Ashlyn broke the silence.

“So I was telling Mike and Dave how we dared you that you couldn’t wear clothes in the dorm all semester.” Ashlyn said not particularly quietly. My face went scarlet. “I hadn’t mentioned that I hid all your underwear though.” Ashlyn laughed. “The only pair of panties I left in the room were my dirty one from two days ago.” Ashlyn said giggling. The guys laughed. I wanted to curl up and die.

“Did she wear them?” Mike asked.

“Yeah she did, and they’re too small too.” Ashlyn said laughing. “They’re probably jammed in her snatch right now.” I’d never heard a girl use the word snatch before. “She already broke the rules of the dare though.” Ashlyn said. “We found her dressed in the dorm right before we came here.”

“Wow, so she already lost the dare?” Mike asked.

“Yeah, we were thinking we would just punish her.” Ashlyn said. As Ashlyn said it Megan reached down calmly and grabbed my wrists.

“What are you doing?” I asked frightened and trying to be quiet. I was afraid I had a few ideas of what they were doing and the last thing I wanted was to make a scene and draw more attention.

“I hid your bras for a reason.” Ashlyn said. She reached down and un-tucked my T-shirt from my jeans.

“Holy shit!” Dave whispered, as Ashlyn reached under my shirt around my back. Megan pulled my wrists forward so my back came off the chair giving Ashlyn room to unclasp the bra. I don’t own any strapless bras, and Megan had my wrists too firm to try and remove it from under my shirt. Leaving my bra hanging loose in my shirt Ashlyn grabbed the sleeve closest to her and with Megan’s help forced my arm out of it. Then she pulled the bottom of the shirt over my shoulder and slipped the bra strap down and off my arm. My Breast was fully exposed out in the open. Frantically I tried to cover myself, but Megan had already re-grabbed my wrist and pinned it to the table.