Well at first, until they get company

For the next hour or so while Peter's clothes were being washed (along with Mackenzie's lost towel), the two watched Peter's recommended show, and much like with the movie they had watched together, Mackenzie was having a great time. Her cheeks were still slightly red, since she was having to hang out with Peter naked again. But for the most part, a constant smile was on her face.

As they continued to watch the show, Mackenzie's handwould occasionally squeeze Peter's biceps, or stroke his chest. She half expected Peter to return the favor, but to her surprise, his hand never moved from the side of her waist. It was only until they reached the third episode that it drifted down to rest on her hip.

Still, the naked redhead was grateful for the fact that Peter was being respectful. But on the other hand, she really wanted him to touch her, to appreciate her perfect body. No, it was more than just touch, she wanted to go much further with him...

Wait, what am even thinking about? Peter's just a friend! Get it together...! She thought to herself before shaking her head.

"You okay?" Petra suddenly asked, cussing Mackenzie to jolt out of her fantasy. She then looked up at him.

"Oh umm...y-yeah...just thinking about Midterms that we had..."

"Oh, right...yeah they were kind of fought..."

Mackenzie blushed, and that only regurgitated more bitter memories of that time. But a benign squeeze to her hips helped Mackenzie back to reality, and she once again leaned against the fully clothed Peter as they continued their show.

It wasn't long after the third episode was over that the buzzers for the laundry went off, and Mackenzie sat where she was while Peter loaded his clothes into the dryers. She had assumed he would soon rejoin her on the bench, but as he walked back, Peter took out his wallet.

"Wanna get a drink and a snack? My treat." He asked with a smile.

Mackenzie smiled as stood, her hands resuming their normal positions of covering her breasts and pussy. She wasn't sure why she was covering herself up, Peter had already had an up close look at her body several times. Hell, she was certain that by this point that she had interacted with him in a state of undress than fully clothed!

The redhead blushed and gently nodded. "Yes please, Willow is still out and I'm hungry as hell."

"Sounds good, anything you want?" He asked as they made the short walk over to where the vending machine was at.

"Hmm, I love the honey buns they have. They're so sweet and soft, have you ever tried them?" Mackenzie asked as she eyes roamed the various items of junk food.

"Hmm, they're okay I guess...I guess I love the spicy chips myself." Peter answered with a chuckle.

"What?! Come on! You gotta try them again, I promise you the buns are the best! There's not a softer treat out there!" Mackenzie insisted, playfully bumping Peter with her hip.

Peter stumbled a bit, and he blushed. "Okay...though I think I could think of something even softer..."

Mackenzie blinked, and she tilted her head. "Oh? What's that?"

Peter rubbed the back of his head before looking at the soda machine next, as if her was trying to avoid admitting what was on his mind. He then took a small breath before glancing back at the naked beauty.

"What if...I said it was on your body?"

Mackenzie blushed, it was a rather lewd remark. But at the same time she couldn't exactly blame him with her hanging with him for the past hour without a stitch of clothing. She was also grateful he was willing to show attraction to her again, so she decided to up the ante a bit.she had a good idea what he was talking about too.

"Is that so? Well...how about you grab it then?" She suggested timidly, as she lowered her hands from boobs and womanhood, she then stepped in front of Peter.

The geek blinked, and he gave her body a quick glance before raising his eyebrow. "What's the catch? And...would you really be okay with that?"

Well, atleast he wasn't too eager to coo a feel. Most guys wouldn't even wait for Mackenzie's consent in a situation like this. It made her happy a bit that despite his growing confidence, Peter was still a gentleman.

The redhead smiled, her heartbeat began to quicken with both anxiety and anticipation. "No catch...and besides, you were having quite a fun time feeling up my boobs earlier. What's another squeeze or three?"

"Well, if you say so."

It wouldn't be long until his hands snaked around Mackenzie's wide hips and settled on her curvy ass, confirming her assumptions. The naked redhead shivered as he then gave both of her cheeks a long, firm squeeze.

"Mnnn..." she hummed as her eyes closed. "Y-yeah...I had a feeling that's what you were talking about..."

"It...it was..." Peter diffidently confirmed, he then let up slightly before giving Mackenzie's gluteus maximus another squeeze, this time being more tender.

The naked teen moaned, and she opened her eyes to look up at Peter, a smile gracing her lips to show she wasn't hating his actions right now. "So...how is it compared to the honey buns."

Peter smiled back, giving her ass a third and final squeeze. "Just as I thought...they're softer..."

Mackenzie giggled and punched his shoulder. "What a shocker!"

"Hey, it's not my fault your ass is so big and round!"

His hands withdrew, and Mackenzie's giggle only grew with more amusement. "That's fair...it is pretty noticeable..."

Peter nodded, his hand going for Mackenzie's chest again-

"You said you saw Peter come down here right?"

"Yeah! We'll have plenty of chances to ask about him and Mackenzie!"

The two jumped as the mood was instantly killed by two girls who were gossiping. Mackenzie was frozen in shock as she didn't exactly have any means of covering herself, her towel was still in the dryer! She couldn't just abandon it!

Peter seemed to have other ideas, and he pulled Mackenzie toward him as he put his back against the wall and sidle between it and the snack machine's side.

Mackenzie shivered, finding herself now pressed up against Peter's torso, and Peter's thigh now jammed between her legs. The cold metal of the vending machine pressing tighting against her bare ass. This certainly wasn't the most comfortable hiding spot, but with the bathrooms being located by the elevator, Mackenzie didn't exactly have many options.

"Huh, someone is doing laundry. You think it's him?" One of the voices asked.

"Maybe...but he's no here right now..."

Peter and Mackenzie looked at eachother nervously, or atleast as best they could within the confines of this cramped space. His hands rested on her hips, and as they squirmed to get comfortable, her hard nipples rubbed against his shirt.

"Hmm...maybe he went to the bathroom?"

"I don't think he did. Maybe he just went back to his room because he left his phone."

As their conversation continued, a vibration went off between Mackenzie's legs, and the naked girl gave a small squeak. Was it Peter's phone? It certainly seemed like it was based on the rythm of the vibrations. But why now?! Why when they were in a small space? And especially when it was pressing directly against her pussy!"

_No...please no..._Mackenzie thought in her head as she tried to scoot away. But she was stuck, left at the mercy of fate as she found herself growing aroused.

It seemed Peter was aware of the phone, as his hand left Mackenzie's hip and slipped into the pocket of his shorts, though it wouldn't be very deep until Mackenzie leaned forward on her tiptoes, her chin resting on Peter's shoulder, and pinning his arm into place. With his hand now in his pocket, it caused the phone to rise higher, and pressed more firmly against her vulva and clit!

Bzzzt....Bzzzt...BZZZT

After thirty second of buzzing, the last wave of vibrations was stronger than the rest. Mackenzie exhaled with relief, her voice getting a higher and hoarse.

Bzzzt...Bzzzt...Bzzzt

Mackenzie barely suppressed a gasp as the phone began to go off again, and her closed as small whimpers began leave her throat. Peter's moving around certainly didn't help her predicament. His shirt rubbed against her hard nipples, the slightly rough material of his cargo shorts pressed against her damp pussy, and his hands caused the phones to gently slide up and down.

"Well, maybe he'll be back. You think he'll be willing answer any question about Mackenzie?"

"Are you sure they're even going out?"

"The girl literally gave him her underwear a few weeks ago. Not to mention those nudes that were circulating last week. Why would you do such a thing if you weren't interested in them?"

The whimper go louder, and soon the sound three washing machines went off, helping dampen Mackenzie voice. And as the finished going off again, the last, more powerful wave made the redhead moan.

Was this really happening? Was she getting off by a phone being pressed against her? Doing sexual activities with a risk of being seen wasn't anything new for Mackenzie, it was a favorite way for her to be getting in the mood. But, she certainly hadn't ever done it while sandwiched between a boy she liked a snack machine!

"W-we need to get out of here..." Mackenzie panted, her hand scrunching up Peter's shirt.

"How?!? They're in the laundry room with us, and you'll be-"

Bzzzt...Bzzzt...bzzzt!

His phone went off for a third time, and Mackenzie went back to whimpering. Her hand squeezing his shirt even tighter as she began to gently hump against the phone and Peter's thigh. On her other leg, she could feel a long, hard mass poking her thigh...his erection.

Oh my gosh, I can...I can feel him...I have to get out of here!

Mackenzie moaned quietly as the phone gave off an its final wave of pleasure. She then tried her best to wiggle out, knowing that she was close to losing herself to lust. But Peter's phone went off for a third time, and Mackenzie all but melted, her body going limp, save for her rocking her hips back and forth against him leg. A wet patch began to grow where she was humping him.

"Hey do you have your phone? Maybe we could watch something?"

"Shoot, I left it in our room, let's get a snack and then head back there!"

Mackenzie's eyes widened, and it took every ounce of her willpower to not moan as the last, powerful wave of Peter's phone went off. She tried to back away, or atleast sidle away so they both could have some room. But it was hard to when she was already at the tip of her toes, along with the fact that she had little to wiggle free.

Bzzzts...Bzzzt...BZZZZZZZZT!

His phone went off a fourth time, and after a couple of rings, the phone just went into a phase of it being stuck on the most powerful wave, which normally had been reserved for the last one. But little did Mackenzie's know, Peter's phone had a glitch with its age. After being called a few times, the phone would vibrate nonstop, and powerfully too....and now that only added to Mackenzie's humiliation as it **** her libido to a new level of intensity.

Mackenzie's shut her eyes, a hand coming up to cover her mouth. Surely this wouldn't happen right? That a boy would unintentionally drive her to an orgasmic state. Before they had even gone on a date! Before they had even shared a kiss! No, that was too humiliating! Despite those anxieties, Mackenzie's body continued to betray her mind. Her other wedged it way between their chests to give her breast a rough squeeze, and her hips became more and more rhythmic against Peter's leg as the girls took their time to get a snack.

BZZZZZZZZT

Im...I'm gonna cum!

She thrusted forward, feeling herself almost reach the very edge of her arousal. But instead of an orgasms, she felt Peter begin to move. Her eyes snapped open, seeing him squirm to get out, his shirt and shorts continuing to rub against her naked body. As he began to get out, her grabbed her wrist and pulled her free too.

The two stumbled back out and collapsed the laundry room floor. Mackenzie soon found herself self lying on top of Peter, and thankfully, with neither of the girls in sight to bear witness to their shared dilemma.

Peter reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, quickly turning it off before setting it aside. He then looked up at Mackenzie. "You okay?"

Mackenzie's blinked as she says up. Her mind was a foggy mess. Had she really been so lost in her lust that she hadn't realized that the girls had left? Apparently so, it wasn't exactly her first time her sexual appetite had overwhelmed her logical desire for modesty. Still, it was still humiliating to think about-

Her eyes went wide, and it finally crashed over her. She had just spent a good five minutes in there, and for those last three she had been grinding away on Peter's leg, on his phone!

The naked cutie pushed away and stood on her weak legs, and her cheeks burned with shame as she saw Peter's shorts. Along his left thigh was a softball sized wet patch, and with her wet her shaved pussy was, along with the inside of her pale thighs, it was pretty obvious what had transpired.

What had started as a nice time with him, her heart couldn't help but tense up. What was be going to think of her because of this?!?

All a sudden, getting her towel no longer mattered. All that Mackenzie wanted now was to be within the safety of her dorm room.

"I...I have to go!" She declared, turning around and dashing out of the room, and leaving Peter with a parting image of her curvy ass. She reached the elevator in record time, pressing the button to go up to her floor.