Casual wear?

Kiera appeared in a stunning outfit. By that, I mean that I could see a whole lot. Like, a lot.

She was wearing a black shirt that was so thin I could see her bra, which was so thin too that I could see her nipples and the sides of her beautiful chest. Her shorts were also too short to cover her whole godly ass.

"Hi John, come on in! I, uh, really need some help on these problems," Kiera said.

I nodded and stepped into her dorm. As soon as I stepped the first foot, I could tell how personalized the dorm was. Posters were hung up on every inch of the wall, almost every piece of furniture was some shade of red, the distinct smell of lavender hung in the room, and - the shocker - everything was tossed on the floor. Honestly, that room was, by itself, a game of "The Floor is Lava."

I carefully stepped around the various papers and materials on the floor and made my way over to her desk, where she had taken out her homework. She grabbed a chair and placed it next to the one already there, and sat in that one as I sat in the original.

The next few hours went by like a blur as I spent it answering Kiera's never-ending questions and stealing a few glances at the melons sitting on her chest. So close, yet so far, almost beckoning me to grab and squeeze them hard.

After she finally finished doing the work, she offered to cook me some dinner while I was there, and I accepted. She quickly made some macaroni and cheese and we ate in silence. After dinner, I went to sit down on her bed for a few minutes before I walked back to my dorm when Kiera came into the room in a completely different outfit. She was wearing red lace lingerie that emphasized her breasts and curvy bottom.

She walked up to me, slowly and seductively, probably seeing my erection slowly appear in my pants.

"So, naughty boy, what have you been up to? Looking at another girl's chest like that isn't nice, you know," she said. Fuck, I was too obvious.

"Um, well, I was, uh, they were too pretty to ignore," were some of the words that came out of my mouth. That made her chuckle.

"Well, if my body turned you on that much," she said while pointing at my dick, "then it should be my responsibility to relieve you of that pressure, don't you think?"

Those words and the fact that she was right on you, hands on your pants, truly made you realize that something big was happening. Kiera pulled them down, letting your 5-inch boner meet the fresh air and causing a gasp. She seemed to contemplate what to do with it before her composure came back.