Saturday Nights in the Dorm

I'd never woken up like this before. Tori told me later that something was poking her in the butt, making it tough to sleep, so she just found a better place for it.

A perfect place.

Saturday morning began with a slow, methodical screw. I was having a very sexy dream (likely caused by what was happening to me) and awoke in a bit of a panic. Things were feeling too wonderful, too warm, too wet, too real.

I opened my eyes to the happy hums of Tori, who had taken my morning wood, shoved it inside her, and now was slowly spooning into me.

"Good morning," I said, kissing her softly on the back.

"Mmmm, it's about time. I was going to be pretty offended if you could sleep through fucking me."

If you put together a scale of our sexual adventures so far, this was undoubtedly on the lower end in terms of intensity and exertion. It was, instead, very intimate, very sweet. We just held each other in the lazy morning hours, our motions kept to a minimum, but no less exhilarating. I reached around Tori's chest, softly stroking her breasts, while she grinded herself onto my dick. She came softly a short while later, moaning happily into her pillow, and moments after I gripped her hips and emptied myself inside.

We held each other close, but didn't bother moving. I felt myself growing soft, eventually falling out of Tori, but sleep quickly came back for us both.

It was much later in the morning when we awoke again, this time to start the day and begin studying in earnest. We split up with plans to meet in an hour, head to lunch, and then meet Margo at the library.

"Sooooooo, how was the big date?" Margo eyed us with a smile as we arrived. We laughed like a couple of kids who'd been caught doing something wrong.

"It was the best date of my life," Tori said, eliciting a proud smile from me. Best date of her life, eh? I'll take that.

"Agreed," I said. "We had an amazing time."

"Well, I sure hope it was memorable. Give you both something nice to hold onto during this week of hell."

We dug in and didn't come up for air for another five hours. We probably wouldn't have stopped then if not for an art show Margo was attending that night. Tori had promised her she'd tag along.

"Sorry to bust up your Saturday night schedule," Margo said.

"Not at all. I hope you two have a blast, and I'll see you both back here bright and early tomorrow."

"Bye," Tori said. She surprised me by hopping up and giving me a kiss. "Don't have too much fun without me."

"Impossible," I replied, watching them turn and go, and trying not to make too big a deal in my head of our first kiss in front of one of our friends.

This marked my first Saturday night without plans in a while, and though it would have been fun to party or just zone out, there was plenty more work to do. My studies with Tori and Margo were getting me ready for the most intense and most important final of the semester, one that could ultimately change the course of my life, and that's not exaggerating. But I also had two other classes with finals to prepare for. Thankfully, my other courses had ended this week by submitting a couple of papers.

This night was a good opportunity to review for my other exams, scheduled for Tuesday and Wednesday. I had a good grasp on both and wasn't worried, but knew I'd be more at ease and able to focus on Benson's final if I took a run through these notes one more time.

I was surprised to find the door to Mark and Chase's room open. Chase was on his bed, typing away on his laptop, while Mark was sitting at his desk. Nikki was on the floor, papers scattered everywhere.

"I hope I'm not interrupting," I said. "How's it going?"

"Fuck my life," Nikki said with a smile. "Why do we do this to ourselves?"

"Something about becoming contributing members of society," Chase mumbled.

"If they say so," Nikki said. "So, Tyler, how was the date? I heard the, um, aftermath was...very loud!"

Nikki, Mark, and Chase all busted out laughing. Apparently the volume of our activities had become gossip on the floor. I just smiled. "It was a great night...all of it, including the parts some of you didn't get to hear."

Mark reached out his hand and we bumped fists. "Good for you, dude."

"Yeah, blah, blah, blah, Tyler got laid," Chase said. "You're my bro, dude, and I'm happy for you, but unless you have food right now..."

"Actually, I was thinking about ordering a pizza. You all want in? I've got some studying to do myself, and if you don't mind me joining..."

"YES. Tyler, no wonder Tori loves you," Nikki said.

My eyes went wide and Nikki quickly backtracked.

"No, no, that's not what I meant," she said. "She didn't say that to me. I'm just, you know, right? God! Nevermind. My brain is mush."

I just laughed. "I get it. I'll call Dino's. Three pies? Cheese, pepperoni, and...?"

"Mushroom," Chase said, again not bothering to look up from his screen.

I made the call and grabbed the delivery when it arrived. We sat around for a while, eating, discussing the week ahead, plans for break, and the next semester.

Chase had a flight home Thursday, following his last final on Wednesday, but the biggest obstacle between him and break was the paper he was currently writing for his business course.

Both Mark and Nikki were done Thursday and heading home after their last exams. The biggest news there was they planned to get together the following weekend, before Nikki left for an annual ski trip with her family. I tried to hide my smile as best I could, knowing the conversations I'd had with both of them played at least a small part in this advancement.

My last exam was on Friday and I planned to get an early start on my 20-hour drive home early Saturday. I usually had to stop somewhere around hour 14, just out of exhaustion, and I hoped to arrive by Sunday afternoon.

"You basically live on Neptune," Chase said. "I could fly back and forth from here to my house six times and you still wouldn't be home."

"Cheers to rural America," I said.

When the food was gone we got back to studying. Even though the four of us were working on totally different things, it was a huge help, and I made a mental note to set something up like this in the future. We bounced different questions off each other, and gave unique perspectives to help grasp a concept, or at least come at the problem from a different way.

I stayed until sometime after 1, which was well after I'd planned, but the night was incredibly productive. I felt comfortable now doing nothing more than a quick 30-minute review before each of those two exams, giving me an opportunity to put my full attention on Benson's final.

I met Tori and Margo in the library at 9 on Sunday morning. We'd planned a full day in hopes we'd all be in a place where our sessions this week didn't need to last much longer than a couple of hours.

"Before we start, question," Tori said. "When are you leaving for break?"

I explained my plan and Tori frowned. "Would it be a huge deal if you got home Monday instead?" I shook my head. "Great! You're getting home on Monday!"

"OK...and how am I spending my weekend?"

While at the art show, Tori and Margo were invited to a party Friday night, which the hosts called "the rager of ragers" to celebrate the end of the semester. Margo had a train to catch late Saturday morning, while Tori had already talked to her parents and changed her train ticket home to Sunday.

"I told them with my final on Friday, I needed a day to pack, which is true," she said. "And it would give us one last Saturday night for the year..."

"You don't need to twist my arm."

The rest of the week was a blur. Sunday was a slog, but Monday was much better, even leaving some time to relax. My exams Tuesday and Wednesday went well, as I'd expected. Thursday we studied until dinner and then agreed to call it quits. There was nothing more we could do, no more information to cram inside our brains.

"We're ready," Margo pronounced.

The exam period was three hours, starting at 9 a.m. I noticed the first person wrapping up around 11:15. Margo wasn't too far behind. Tori and I finished within minutes of each other, right around 11:40.

"I'm fucking done," I said with dual meaning. I was done with the test, yes. I was also totally spent.

"Same," Tori said, "but I think it went well, yeah?"

"I'm happy," Margo said.

"I think so," I replied. "Thank you, both, for everything this semester. I wouldn't have been anywhere close to this prepared without you two."

We chatted about the exam on our way to the dining hall for lunch, and then spent the next hour eating in silence. We'd been running on adrenaline for so much of the semester and now there wasn't a next test to get ready for. Our brains were going into hibernation.

"Can't wait to go party with such lively folks as you two," Tori said, bringing us all back to life.

"I need a long, long nap," I said.

Everyone agreed that was a good idea, while Margo also needed to get herself packed up and ready to leave in the morning.

"I'm going to go fall into a coma until the party," I said, drawing knowing laughs from my companions.

The dorm was getting close to Thanksgiving-level quiet, with only a few stragglers left, mostly doing final trips to their vehicles to head out for the break. Everyone had to be out of the dorm by noon Sunday, and I doubted by Saturday night many people other than me and Tori would still be hanging around. Even Greg the Brit would probably be long gone.

I set my alarm for 6, giving me ample time to get up, eat, shower, and get myself ready for the party. I was asleep within minutes and don't think I moved until my alarm sounded.

I felt like I'd been run over by a truck and took a long while to shake the cobwebs from my mind. The dining hall was deserted when I got there, and given the food choices it was very clear the kitchen was close to shutting down for an extended time.

The girls met me in the dorm lobby around 9 and we started our walk to tonight's party. While I'd passed by this house many times, this would be the first venture inside for any of us. It was one of the older houses around, a former frat house, and while Tori and I jokingly referred to our dorm as a "mansion," the word was much more fitting when applied to this place.

Large white columns framed the entrance. The place was absolutely pulsing. We could literally feel the music when we were still 50 yards away.

Margo saw someone she knew and they waved us in, past a bouncer who looked very unhappy to have drawn that role. It took only a short while to understand why. This was like no party any of us had ever been to in our lives.

After someone took our coats we were handed empty cups and told where to find various drinks, before another person roamed by with a plate of food. "Pot brownie?" Tori, Margo, and I shrugged. When in Rome, right?

We filled our cups and made our way into the first room, which seemed normal enough. Everything was under black lights, and somewhere in the house there must have been a stockpile of luminescent paint. Many of those dancing had streaks of the stuff across their arms and faces. I hoped it wasn't a prerequisite, as I didn't feel much like trying to wash that off later.

The three of us roamed around, exploring, until we wandered into a room with three pool tables. That, in itself, would have been remarkable enough, except on the table in the middle some guy was fucking a girl doggystyle. I was about to apologize for our intrusion when I noticed several other people in the room, all in various stages of undress, watching.

We quickly ducked out of the room and into an empty hall.

"Margo what the fuck?!? Did you bring us to an orgy," I asked.

"I don't know!"

"Holy shit," Tori said. "This is too much."

We wound our way into another room and found the source of the glowing paint. There was lots of it here, and a lot of nudity. Oh, and on a table in the middle of the room was a mirror with a white powder that, if I had to make an educated guess, was cocaine.

"I don't like this," I said. "I'm sorry if you think I'm lame, but this isn't really my speed."

"Same," Tori and Margo said in unison.

"Let's get out of here."

We gathered our coats and escaped, walking quickly in silence for a while before Tori busted out laughing.

"What in the actual fuck!?!"

"I know," Margo said. "I'm so sorry! I had no idea!"

"Those are you people now, Margaret," I said. "Your art major people. Are we going to lose you to this lifestyle?"

That had the three of us laughing hard all the way back to the dorm. It was a much earlier night than any of us expected, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

Margo had gotten ready at Tori's and was picking up her bag before heading back to her dorm. I offered to drive her to the train station in the morning, which she gladly accepted, and we planned to meet in the lobby of her building at 10.

"And then I'll see you later," Tori said as we kissed goodnight.

"Can't wait. Goodnight."

As another plus to the short evening, I hadn't really done anything to work up a sweat, so I changed into something for sleeping and sat on my bed. I had a little case of the munchies from the pot brownie and scoured my snack drawer as I turned on the TV.

About two reruns of Friends had gone by when my phone buzzed. It was Tori. "Can you come down to my room for a sec? ;-)" I smiled. Nikki was long gone for the break. We'd never fooled around in her room. This would be fun.

I messaged back that I'd be there in a minute and then quickly ran to the bathroom to brush my teeth and clean myself up a bit. I couldn't say for sure, but it certainly seemed like our floor was deserted.

"Come in," Tori said as I knocked lightly, "and lock the door behind you."

The lighting in the room was soft. Tori and Nikki had white Christmas lights strung around and they were the only things on. It was dim, but still plenty bright enough to see we weren't alone.

Tori was in her bed, under a blanket, with Margo.

"Hey there," Tori said, smiling. "You said you wanted to watch sometime, right? Be a good boy and take a seat over there."

My eyes were glued to the sexy bodies in the bed as I wordlessly found my way to Tori's desk chair. The two of them were laughing and whispering, when suddenly Tori threw the blanket off the bed.

"Holy fuck," I said.

The sight of Tori's naked body was one that took my breath away every time, and I felt my cock stirring. That she was joined in her nudity by Margo was blowing my fucking mind.

I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about what Margo looked like naked. She was incredibly hot, with long, curly red hair, huge tits, long legs, and a tight ass. And now it was all on display for me.

"I think he likes what he sees," Tori said, turning back to Margo and kissing her hard. Their hands roamed across their bodies, caressing, rubbing, squeezing, and teasing in all of the right places.

This was their show. I was merely a spectator until told otherwise, and I was very, very happy to be in that role. I was in awe, Tori on her side, kissing Margo deeply, while the redhead was on her back, her nipples teased by Tori.

Tori got onto her knees and positioned herself between Margo's legs. I was mesmerized as they began rubbing their slick pussies against each other, gripping at their own tits, lost in their own world.

While they continued grinding on each other I decided to make myself more comfortable, peeling off my shirt and ditching my shorts. The scene already had me impossibly hard and I began to stroke myself, catching Margo's eye. She locked her gaze on my cock as I pleasured myself to their erotic show.

Tori had been lost in the moment, eyes closed and head tossed back. When she figured out what had Margo's attention, she smiled.

"Mmmm, hot, right? Isn't Tyler's cock fucking perfect," she said as she sunk to the bed between Margo's legs.

"Ohhhhhhh fuuuuuck, Tori," Margo moaned as Tori's tongue connected with her clit. "I love the way you lick me."

Tori had gone down on me many times and I knew she had a talented tongue. Seeing it from this angle was nearly as pleasurable. My eyes were glued between Margo's legs, watching Tori's mouth explore her pussy. The red tuft of hair above her lips was like an exotic accent on this sapphic display.

I could have cum pretty much any time at this point, but I was determined to last as long as they planned to continue. It wasn't easy, especially when I heard Margo cum for the first time.

"That's it, Tori, right there...don't fucking stop...don't stop...yes...yes...oohhhhhhhhh...OHHHHHHHHHHHH." Margo's incredible body shuddered as the waves of her orgasm crashed through her. I was doing everything I could to memorize this moment, not knowing if I'd ever get to experience it in person again.

Tori crawled up Margo's body and the two came together for a long, passionate kiss, while they slowly rolled Tori onto her back. Margo began working her way around Tori's body, kissing her neck, her shoulders, her breasts, her stomach, and her hips.

Tori was delirious with pleasure and I was taking notes. While I know I've given her awesome highs, there were little things happening here that never occurred to me. The way she reacted as Margo nibbled her shoulders was something I knew I wanted to recreate sometime when we were together.

Finally, Margo was between Tori's legs, and her mouth crashed onto Tori's pussy. Tori was playing with her own breasts, pinching and pulling hard at her nipples while Margo lashed at her clit. Margo's hands were rubbing up and down across Tori's thighs, seemingly soothing her while she continued her aggressive oral ministrations.

Unlike with Margo, I knew the signs of Tori's impending orgasm pretty well by now, and she was close.

"FUUUUUUCK, MARGARET! Lick me! Lick me! Fucking lick me! I'm right there. You're gonna make me cuuuuuuuummmmmmmm! FUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!" Tori thrashed as her orgasm tore through her. Margo continued softly caressing Tori's body as she quivered with delight.

"Holy fuck, Margo, you have me on fucking fire," Tori said. The lovers embraced and kissed again, before Tori looked in my direction. It was the first time in a long time either had paid any attention to me.

"You like what you see, baby?" Tori licked her lips, then playfully swatted Margo on the ass. "You like watching us fuck? I know you like seeing Margo like this. Her amazing tits. Her hot little pussy. Is it just how you imagined?"

"Fuck, Tori," I said. "You two have me so fucking turned on right now. I'm so fucking close."

Tori rolled off the bed. "Nuh uh, don't waste that cum. You stay right there, Tyler." She turned back to Margo, who smiled and nodded at whatever she said.

"I'm already so fucking wet, Tyler." Tori straddled my hips and sank down onto my cock. "FUCK, that's it. You feel so fucking good inside of me."

Tori kissed me as she began to ride me. Our position on the chair gave her some unique leverage, her feet touching the floor as she flexed herself up and down on my cock.

"Tyler, I'm gonna cum on your cock, baby. I'm so fucking turned on. You watching us was so hot. Look at Margo, Tyler. Look how fucking hot she is. How fucking sexy she is. How fucking turned on she is, baby."

I turned my eyes to Tori's bed and almost came on the spot. Margo was pressed against the wall, her legs spread wide. One hand was furiously rubbing her clit, while the other was pumping fingers in and out of her pussy.

"Holy fuck, you two are unbelievable," I said. "So fucking sexy."

"Fuck yes we are, Tyler. All of us are. Together," Tori said.

"I can't believe I'm watching you two fuck," Margo said. "Ride his cock, Tori. This is so fucking crazy! I want to watch you cum. I'm so fucking close!"