Kat knows a place

"Come with me," Kat says as she grabs yours and Rebecca's hands and pulls the two of you through the crowd, moving toward the halls of the school. You flash Rebecca a smile and wink. You follow Kat quickly into the hall.

No one went this way since the doors outside were closer to the other doors. Kat thinks for a minute as you stand in the hall.

"Girl's locker room," says Rebecca confidently.

Kat turns to smile at her and says, "Absolutely."

The locker rooms are just around the corner. Rebecca leads through the door, which is unlocked. "Coach Friedman never locks these doors," she says.

You've now entered the holy place: the girl's locker room. It smells damp from the showers. The girls head to the benches in the middle, and Kat starts taking off her dress. Rebecca grabs a couple of towels from the heap near the door, and she folds them and places them at your feet. Kat, dressed in just bra and panties, comes and kneels at your feet on one towel. Rebecca is now removing her dress. The dresses lay on one of the benches, thrown haphazardly. She also kneels at your feet.

Each girl reaches behind their back, pushing their breasts out and proud, to unhook their bras. Their naughty grins promise everything. Then they hold their bras to their breasts, smirking. Together they raise their arms, dropping the bras and showing off their full, perky tits, Rebecca's are somewhat larger than Kat's, but Kat's have fatter nipples, as big as your pinky to the first knuckle. Your mouth starts watering to taste them.

"Your turn," Rebecca says as they both start removing your fancy clothes, Kat going for the shirt, and Rebecca for the pants. Not the arrangement you expected. Your shirt is quickly thrown on top of the dresses, and your pants are around your ankles. Both women pull your boxers down, revealing your stiff flagpole pointing between them.