College Student Strip Search by Bailey_R_Britton..,

I thought I’d take a break from the world of the Secular Church of Acceptance and try something a little different. All characters are 18 or over. I hope you enjoy!

***

College Trip Strip Search

I tried to read an article on my phone, but I found myself going over and over the same paragraph. The real focus of my attention was Mila, one of my college students, but I was desperate not to reveal that. I was terrified that someone would notice my furtive glances, but I was finding it impossible to keep my eyes off her as she chatted, smiling and giggling, with a few other girls and several young men.

She was the only first-year student on the excursion that year, but her second and third-year peers had accepted her with open arms, and she appeared to have quickly become very popular, especially with the boys. It was easy to see why — she seemed very down-to-Earth; her smile and laugh were infectious; she was heart-achingly beautiful, and she was the only girl on the expedition who was bold enough to go braless. Indeed, she wore a cute white crop top through which her nipples were clearly definable, and one could even discern the faint darkness of her areolae.

It was those sublime little peaks that so effortlessly captured my gaze and rendered me utterly unable to think of anything else. I wondered If I was supposed to reprimand her for her ludicrously sexy choice of clothing, but I wasn’t sure if there was even a dress code for the students to abide by. In any case, I certainly didn’t want to deprive the world of the stunning display.

My group of students and professors was queueing to pass through airport security, and as we zigzagged between the belt barriers, I alternated between having her right in front of me and being painfully denied a clean line of sight. I saw many of the boys drinking in her glorious image, but I also noticed many strangers fixing their gazes on her, and I felt a curious urge to protect her, though I knew I was no better than them.

I raised my eyebrows when one of the boys she was chatting with casually groped her breast, gently squeezing it before she slapped his hand away with a laugh. Another student pinched the pert nipple of her other breast, and she giggled as she tried to flick his crotch. There was more laughter as others joined in and she fended them off with energetic whips of her wrists. She hollered victoriously over the shrieks of pain when a few of her strikes connected with her targets, but she was only able to defend against so many groping hands, and she ended up receiving a full-blown chest massage.

I suddenly realised she was grinning cheekily at me, and I was horrified that the expression of stern disapproval I had tried to adopt had morphed into nothing more than a lecherous stare. I cursed myself for not putting a stop to the unruly behaviour when I should have. In truth, I hadn’t wanted it to stop.

‘Alright, that’s enough, guys,’ I heard her say as I averted my gaze in shame. ‘Professor Garrett is watching.’

‘I wasn’t expecting such disrespectful behaviour from my students,’ I said, praying that my semi-erection wasn’t visible through my chinos.

There was a half-hearted chorus of ‘sorry sir’ from the rowdy gaggle, but they all retained their gleeful smiles — apart from those who were still reeling from their testicle flicks.

‘I think they’ve learnt their lesson, sir,’ said Mila with a half-smile, her beautiful eyes fleetingly acknowledging the bulge in my trousers.

‘You can talk to me if you want to make a complaint,’ I said, willing my cock to soften.

‘It’s alright — we were just playing!’

I wanted to ask if I could play, but I just nodded and turned away to hide my treacherous phallus.

Through sheer willpower, I managed to keep my eyes off her for the next several minutes until it was her turn to pass through the metal detector. It bleeped, and a security officer began to pat her down, going through the usual motions before pausing at her buttocks, at which point he furrowed his brow and said something quietly to her. She pointed at me.

‘Excuse me, sir,’ said the officer, ‘are you responsible for this young lady?’

‘Yes,’ I said, ‘is there a problem?’

‘Could you please join us? We’re going to need to conduct a more thorough check.’

‘Why’s that?’ I said as I pushed through the queue.

‘She may have something inside her,’ said the officer, moving her to the side and motioning for his colleague to keep the queue flowing. ‘If you could please hold her wrists above her head, I’ll commence the inspection.’

Mila twisted to look back and give me an embarrassed smile as I took her delicate wrists and raised them toward the ceiling. Without warning, the officer raised her crop top and her flawless tits fell out for all to see.

‘Is that necessary?’ I said in astonishment, pulling her against my body so that I could peer over her shoulder as the man gently gripped the soft peaks. I hoped I looked like a concerned guardian rather than a horny teenager. ‘I’m sure you could already see she was hiding nothing under there.’

‘We can never be too vigilant,’ said the officer, lifting the girl’s breasts to check beneath them, as though she could possibly have hidden anything under those barely formed creases. ‘Anyway, all clear here.’ He gave them a playful squeeze before releasing them. ‘She’s very well behaved.’

‘I’m sure she doesn’t want to risk not getting on her flight,’ I said as he unceremoniously lifted her tiny skirt, evoking a gasp and some cheers from the queuing onlookers.

Mila looked up at me again with big eyes as my cock twitched against the small of her back, and I hurriedly pulled away, holding her at arm’s length. I was acutely aware that many in the crowd were videoing the scene on their phones, and I tried to angle my body to hide my unruly body part.

‘Shouldn’t we go somewhere more private?’ I said, trying not to look down at her neat little butt.

‘I’m afraid we no longer have the facilities since the latest round of cost-cutting.’ The officer patted Mila’s perfect, naked buttocks. ‘Here’s the offending item.’

I looked down and gaped in astonishment. ‘Mila, what the–‘

‘They dared me!’ she said, blushing furiously while her fellow students — only a few metres away — tried to suppress their giggles. ‘I didn’t think it would–‘

‘As you can see, it’s metal,’ said the officer, tugging at an object protruding from her anus which pulsated slightly with the movement. ‘So, obviously, it would’ve set off the alarm.’

‘So, uh… can she just go through now?’ I said, struggling to control my thoughts.

‘I’m sorry, but we’re going to have to make sure there’s nothing else in there.’

‘There’s nothing else in there!’ said Mila, her voice rising in pitch. ‘I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!’

The officer took her arms, swiftly cuffed them behind her back and bent her over a table. ‘We need to ensure her compliance. I want you to grip the nape of her neck — firmly but not too hard — and make sure she stays in this position.’