Go clean up

Marilyn was moving the kielbasa in and out of her pussy like a dildo. The sausage was now covered in her pussy juices. She stopped and said, "Oh, I am being greedy. Anybody want some?" The other four girls looked at her and nodded. She removed the kielbasa and put it on her plate. She cut it into five pieces, each piece covered in her juice. She passed the plate to each of her nude female floor-mates, who each ate a piece and declared it delicious.

"Well," said Jaclyn, "I am sure am glad I removed my nightie and panties. My tits are covered in butter and jelly, as well as some ketchup. I had better clean my plate before I take it to the dishwasher belt." My gorgeous crush stood up and sat down on her plate, smearing the remnants of her breakfast all over her ass and pussy.

Once she was done, the girls gathered their trays and night clothes and headed out. "See you at lunch," said Caryn, her tits covered in pancake syrup. I waved goodbye to my breakfast companions just as Doreen walked over, still nude.

"My boss needs to talk to you. You'll like her; she has a really hot body."

I followed my nude friend to the back office, where a woman, in her mid 40s turned to me. She was only wearing a lacy red bra. "Hi, I'm Margaret. I recently was promoted to run the cafeteria." She embraced me and gave me a deep kiss. It seemed this was now the standard way to greet me. Not that I minded, of course.

"A lot of the girls have seen how comfortable Doreen is now, working in the nude. This is especially true of our student workers. I was wondering if it would be OK with you if workers with great tits worked topless, great asses worked bottomless, and women with the complete package, like Doreen here, worked nude."

"I don't have a problem with that."

"That's great. Doreen, could you clear my desk so you and Chris here can fuck?"

"Sure Margaret."

Doreen was the complete MILF package, and she had starred in a few of my fantasies. She began carefully clearing Margaret's desk, while Margaret removed my shorts.

"Chris, I want Doreen to serve as your personal servant when you are here. She will serve you your food, bring it your table, ensure you only eat with hot women, and perform any other services, sexual or non-sexual you require. She will do this nude, of course. Is that OK?"

"Sure thing, Margaret."

"Good. Get on my desk now so Doreen can fuck you and you can come inside her."

I got up on Margaret's desk as she instructed. Doreen climbed up and lowered herself onto my hard cock. She was very wet and I had no problem fitting inside her. She started fucking me.

"Chris, a couple more things. We have cash here from students buying meals ala carte. There's about 300 dollars here, and if you want it, I can give it to you."

"No I am cool with money now."

"OK, if you need anything, I have a checkbook that I use to order supplies for the cafeteria. It draws from the university account; I can embezzle any amount you want from the university. Or I can get the key for the ATM here in the dorm, and get you whatever cash you need from that."

"No I am cool, thanks."

"You want her to rob the University deep down?" said the voice.

"No," I responded to the voice in my head, "I think it is cool how she is willing to commit crimes for me. I would never have her do it, of course. But it is cool how she is willing to do it for me."

"You don't have to limit your sex to Doreen. Any worker here would fuck you as part of their job. I can arrange any sort of orgy you want among my staff."

"Sounds great!" I blasted a load of cum into Doreen. "I hope I don't knock you up."

"You won't Chris. I had my tubes tied a few years ago, after my youngest son was born. My husband and I don't want more; four is enough."

"That's good to know." Doreen dismounted from me and Margaret calmly cleaned our juices from me with her tongue. She then helped me back on with my shorts.

"Well, have a wonderful day, Chris. We will see you at lunch." Margaret smiled at me. She and Doreen shared a kiss as Margaret began fondling Doreen's huge naked tits. I watched for about a minute and then left.

I headed back to Caryn and Jaclyn's room. I heard the shower running. The door was ajar.

"Hello?" I said hesistantly. "We're in the bathroom, Chris, come on in." I followed Caryn's voice into the room and into their bathroom.

Caryn was drying herself with a large white towel. She turned and opened the shower curtain to reveal Jaclyn, soaping up her tits. "Chris, could you help soap me up?" Caryn removed my shorts without a word. I stepped into the shower with my dream girl.