Come back at night

Your other plans didn't work out quite as well as you had hoped. Most of the classmates that you socialize with are off on spring break or otherwise occupied. With little else to do, you open your black bag of goodies from earlier in the day. Feeling naughty even having them, you double and triple check to make sure your dorm room is locked. That done, you pull out each item separately, laying the black bra and thong set as well as your schoolgirl costume out on the bed, tucking your new best friend, the dildo, under your pillow for the moment.

You undress yourself and put the schoolgirl outfit on. You can't deny that it makes your already hot body look even more seductive, if perhaps cartoonishly so. This is the world of bad porn you're standing in, and you feel okay with that. Turned on, your small nipples obviously poke through the thin fabric of your white top, just enough to cover your mounding tits, your shoulders and back totally exposed, as it's tied together with a simple string. The plaid skirt barely covers your pussy in the front and only pretends to cover your ass in the back, all the more tantalizing with the white G-string it comes with. It also comes with a collar, tie, and hairband, which you put on. Seeing yourself in the mirror like this turns you on something awful, as you run your hands across your chest and down your belly, stopping just shy of your pussy, slowly turning wet. Clearly it's been too long if just a change of outfit is getting you hot. You have to do something about this.

You take your dildo out from under your pillow and strip your costume off. With purpose, you head to the shower and mount the suction cup of your dildo to the subway tiles. Turning the water to almost unbearably hot, you get in and slowly lean back against the wall. The still cold tiles against your skin causes shivers, doubly so as you feel the dildo enter you. Leaning forward into the water, you rock back and forth as if fucking doggy-style. As your mind wanders in youthful lust, you think back to being at the store, wondering what kind of popularity would await you if you did go back. Threesome? Fucked in public? Gangbang? Something you've never even heard of before? The thoughts of what could be, matched with your current sensations cause you to yell out as you cum on your new dildo. That over with, you take your time to get yourself properly clean, using the shower for its intended purpose.

The shower done, you feel satisfied, but not completely so. The dildo does scratch an internal itch, to be sure, but it can't grab your hair or spank your ass. It can't moan in your ear or tell you that you've been a bad girl. It can't pinch your nipple or **** your throat. These are, admittedly new desires and fantasies, but you still feel that you can't satisfy them by yourself. There's only one thing for it at this point; you're going to go back to that shop tonight, and see what kind of trouble you can get yourself into. That decision made, the rest of the day drags on painfully, one eye on the clock at all times to see how long you have. Butterflies float through your stomach throughout the day, terrified of putting yourself on display of so many strangers. It's also very thrilling, and you never fully turn away from the idea. Even after the sun has set, you still have to wait for at least some of the activity on campus to die down, for fear if the wrong somebody happens to spots you in your 'uniform' and gets you in trouble.

Costume back on, this time accompanied by white stockings and your new black heels, you leave your dorm and make the walk back to the adult store. The cold and the thrill of what you're doing cause goose-bumps all along your body, your nipples visibly sticking out through the entire journey. The streets aren't quite as dead as you would have thought for this time of night, and you have to wonder if some of the passing cars see you and think you're a whore. Nobody stops by and asks you, but you do take a few seconds thinking what the answer would be if someone did ask. Thankfully though, all the other shops on the stripmall are closed by now, so the only people you're likely to catch eye contact with are the other perverts you're going to intermingle with.

A few wandering eyes turn as the doorbell rings when you pass through the doorway. The men all stop dead in their tracks and stare at this teenaged slut-model that came through the door. You hear a whistle or two and an audible 'Daaaaaammmnnn', but nobody approaches you just yet. The first that does is a sweaty, middle aged man with a swelling gut and fading hairline.

"Well, hello there miss. You're certainly an unexpected sight. I'm Chris, the owner, and what might your name be?"

"I'm Amanda" you say friendly as you shake his hand, noticing his eyes are nowhere near yours, but you don't care.

"Hello Amanda, what can I help you with tonight?"

Your reply is a little sheepish and shy "Well, I was in here earlier, and the lady behind the counter said that I should try coming back at night, so here I am."

"Well that's very nice. Did you buy this outfit here?" Chris asks, and you shake your head yes. You notice a small crowd is forming behind him "That's fantastic. Would you mind modelling that for me a little bit, just twirling a bit?" You happily do as he asks, bending the knees as you go to try and accentuate your curves. You even go a little further and bend at your waist, fully showing your soft round ass.

"Wow, you're a little overachiever aren't you? Mind doing a little booty shake?" You take a few steps to lean against the cold glass and move your legs apart, and shake your ass as temptingly as you can.

"Fantastic" Chris said softly as you end "You look really hot in that outfit. You know, we've got plenty of others if you want to try some on."

"Oh, that's fine. I'm a little broke right now." You respond

"Don't worry about that. At least see what you like for when you come back again. Maybe model a few others for us?"

"Sure, that sounds fun!"

"Great" Chris replies with a gigantic smile as he points to the corner "Our changing room is right over there. Go make yourself comfortable, and I'll bring a few things from the back for you to try on"

"Okay" You head in without suspecting a thing. Unlike a department store, the room is nearly entirely black, with a dim light inside. It's a little odd, but you're sure there's a reason for it. No sooner do you lock the door behind you do you hear a strange sound. Looking around, you see what the game is. Someone took a section of the drywall of the dressing room out, and has shoved their dick in. Black, thick, and rock hard.

"How bout it Bitch?" You hear through the other side. You gasp at the sight at it and the bluntness of the offer, but the sight is so intoxicating, you can't refuse. You get on your knees and immediately start sucking. Some primal instinct takes over and abandon any sense of going slow and tender, going fast from the moment his cock touches your lips, pressing both hands against the wall for better support. The man doesn't last long before cumming in your mouth, with no announcement or warning. You almost gag from the surprise, but manage to keep it in and swallow. No sooner had he pulled away was there a new cock in it's place. Without question or pause you take right to it, engorging yourself on it just as you had before. Little do you know, there's a line of cocks waiting behind this one, and your carnal lust drives you to please them all. You wouldn't even begin to count how many cocks you sucked or the number of loads that went down your eager throat. You completely forgot that Chris said he was going to get something for you.

You lose all track of time before the cocks run out and you're left in the dark room alone. You slowly pick yourself up, letting blood flow back into your lower extremities, and you slowly walk out. Chris stands there waiting for you, slowly clapping as you walk out.

"My my Amanda, that was some performance you put on in there. Enjoy it?"

"Ya, actually. I hadn't done anything like that before, but once I started, it just seemed impossible to stop."

Chris was startled to hear this "Really? You've never had a gloryhole before?"

You shake your head "No sir, never even heard of them until now"

"No need to call me sir." He said with a smile "You've got some real talent. I'll bet you didn't see the camera in there. We could watch you from outside" Your face turns boiling hot in embarrassment and lust knowing you were being watched the whole time. Chris hands you another small bag, and a business card "If you're interested in possibly making a career change, give this person a call. He's a friend who would love to meet you. Either way, please take this bag of goodies on the house, for being a good sport"

"Thank you Chris, I appreciate that."

"No problem, now get on home quickly. Don't want to be caught outside with all those weirdos around" He smacks your bare ass as you head out, and you giggle in response. Shockingly exhausted by the time you get home, you pass out the moment your head touches your pillow