Saturday Nights in the Dorm

The sunlight on my face woke me Sunday morning. The goddess in my arms made me smile. We'd fallen asleep rather quickly after our escapades. Now in the morning light we laid on our sides, Tori snuggled into me, her ass pinning my hard cock against my stomach. I kissed her softly on her shoulder.

"Mmmmm, somebody's awake," she said, reaching behind her back and wrapping her fingers around my cock. "Good morning."

"Ohhhh, fuck."

Tori rolled herself over, kissed me, and then shifted down the bed. "I know it's not Saturday night anymore, but...."

With that, she lowered her mouth onto me.

"Fuck, Tori, that feels so damn good."

Tori moaned in delight as she sucked my cock, pumping me with one hand at the same time. I simply laid back and enjoyed the magical scene and wonderful sensations.

After a few minutes I announced I was close. Tori didn't let up, and I was soon pumping a load down her throat. As she'd previously promised, she was better this time and swallowed me down - not that I minded either way. She popped off my cock with a satisfied smile, climbed up and gave me a quick kiss, and then hopped off the bed and started to dress.

"You're leaving already?"

"Already? It's almost 8, and I still need to get in my run and, no offense, have an actual breakfast."

"No offense taken," I replied, "but I feel bad now. I want to return the favor."

"Mmm, you'll just have more work to do next Saturday night," she said as she strode to the door. "Let's plan for 10 at the library, OK? Bye!" Tori blew me a kiss as she left my room.

With nowhere to go for a while, and nothing to do, I just laid back down and tried to wrap my head around things. I was falling for this girl. Hard. Very hard. But the whole Mark and Nikki situation gave me pause in trying to push things forward. Tori seemed secure in the parameters of our Saturday night arrangement protecting us from those kinds of problems.

Then at the same time, she'd just given me a blow job to begin our Sunday, which was very much not part of our Saturday night decree. She'd also asked me to dinner earlier this week, something we'd never done before.

I found myself caught in the middle again, looking at two diverging paths. On one hand, Tori had sent signals and done things to suggest she was comfortable expanding our relationship. On the other, she was late arriving last night because her roommate's heart was in pieces.

There was another problem. As much as I wanted to think about all that was going on with Tori and try to devise ways to spend every waking (and sleeping) moment with her, we were now two weeks out from our mid-term exam. Neither of us had done horribly on our first exam and the modest curve helped, but Benson was notorious for making the mid-term the most difficult test of the semester and weighted it to account for 40% of our final grade. Bombing this test was out of the question. There'd be no coming back, and this course meant too much.

No, this wasn't the time to push the envelope with Tori. This was expressly why she'd been concerned in the first place. We needed to dig in.

It felt like Benson was cramming more and more material into every lecture. Tori and I started meeting at the library daily, joined by Margo. A small part of me was upset that this one-on-one time was being disrupted, but a larger part welcomed her presence. It was clear she and Tori were very close, and a different side of Tori's personality emerged when she was around. Margo was also very bright, bringing some new thoughts to our study table that really helped.

Oh, and she was damn fine to look at, too. Yes, yes, I'm all about Tori, but I still have eyes, and when my stamina for studying began to break down, I fought them from lingering too long on Margo's chest. It didn't help that it seemed she was wearing progressively lower-cut shirts every day.

I bid them goodnight Friday evening. We cut out early because they planned to hit a party and wanted time to get ready at Margo's dorm. I watched in awe as two of the sexiest asses on campus walked away.

I got back to my floor and wandered down to Chase and Mark's place, finding only one inside.

"Where's Mark?"

"Nikki's."

"They back together?"

"Certain parts of them are, at least tonight, I guess," Chase said as I laughed.

That was a twist, but not nearly as shocking as what came next. Chase didn't want to go out!

"Dude, I really need to focus right now," he said. "I've got an exam Tuesday and a huge project due Thursday. This is kicking my ass."

With nothing else to do, I went back to my room, ordered a pizza, and started cleaning up. May as well get a jump on things for Saturday night, right?

I drifted off sometime after 11, I think, but after a while I was restless. My head was suddenly pounding. I hadn't even gone out drinking. What the fuck?

Wait...that's not INSIDE my head. That pounding is outside my head. That's my door!

"I'm coming, I'm coming," I yelled as I staggered across the room. I opened the door and found a very, very drunk Tori in the opening.

"My fuckings roommate," she slurred, jumbling her words. I translated to "my roommate's fucking" in my head. "Which sounds wonnerful, don'tcha thing?"

Tori was trying to give me a sexy look, but was too drunk to really hold it. I actually laughed. "How about you lay down over there and I'll get you some water?"

"How abut you get me somma that big cock instay, hmmm?"

"Let's put a pin in that for a minute," I said, retrieving a bottle of water as she sat on the bed. "You and Margo had fun tonight, yeah?"

"Huh?" Tori's eyes were already heavy. "Mmmm hmmm, baby. Wanna haf s'more fun now." She reached for my crotch.

"How about you drink some of this water, we get your shoes off, and you relax for a minute?"

"Oooh, ya wanna fuck wit my feet? Never done that befurr, but let's go, baby," Tori said. "Rememmer, I don't kink shame."

Jesus! I got her to drink down half the bottle of water and put the cap back on before placing it next to the bed. I started to lay her down, which she misread as a sign.

"Fuck yassss, Tyler, take me. Fuck me, plees. I needs yer dick sooooo bad," she moaned.

"I don't think that's such a good idea."

She stuck out her lower lip. "Yer no fun."

"I know, I know." I helped her out of her shoes and out of as much of her clothing as seemed appropriate given the circumstances. I brought a garbage can to the side of her bed, just in case.

"Yer nah gonna fuck me, are ya?"

"Not tonight, Tori," I said, kissing her on the forehead. "You just shout if you need anything. I'll be right on the other side of the room, OK?"

She was already out.

--

When I woke up Saturday morning I was alone, left with a note.

"You really are the best. Tori"

It wasn't even 8 a.m. I didn't understand how someone in her condition was apparently up and functional before me. This girl was a machine.

I showered, dressed, and headed to the library. A few minutes after 9, Tori arrived.

"Hey, there, Ty," she said. "Thank you." She leaned down and kissed me on the cheek.

"Of course. I can't believe you are vertical and functioning."

She laughed, but then turned serious. "Last night could have been really bad for me...for us," she said. "I can't believe I let myself get so out of control. I don't know that every guy would have done what you did, especially given what we're already doing together."

"Well, see, it wasn't Saturday night. If it was Saturday night, all bets would have been off," I said. She looked at me, shocked, before I lost it. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I said, laughing loudly and drawing some nasty "shhhs" from around the room. Tori just shook her head.

"Oh, you're just a laugh a minute."

Margo arrived a while later, not looking nearly as functional as Tori, who recounted my apparent heroics. I swear I was just being, I don't know, human? I was getting far too much praise for not screwing someone who was clearly drunk out of her mind.

"Tyler, you're a rare breed," Margo said.

"That's kind," I said, "and also really depressing."

"You have no idea."

The three of us broke for lunch at noon and grabbed a bite at a sandwich shop across the street from campus. I guess since it was the three of us, and not just me and Tori, it didn't push any boundaries of our agreement.

We caught up and I learned a lot about Margo, as well as Tori and Margo. Margo was from Kansas and first met Tori in their art history club. Both had apparently dreamed of majoring in the subject, but had a talent for engineering and desires for better job prospects. They'd hit it off immediately, regularly partied, and spent time hiking trails around town.

"I wanted to room together this year," Margo said, "but somebody here shot me down."

Tori laughed. "I couldn't do that to Nikki."

"Yeah, yeah."

They talked about their own plans to get an apartment off campus next year, but they were struggling to find a fourth girl. Margo's roommate was apparently a non-starter in the conversation and most of their other prospects were already doubled-up with their current roommates.

"You're going to room with Nikki and I'm going to get stuck with some rando," Margo whined.

"It'll work out," Tori said, calmly. "Have some faith." She placed extra emphasis on that last word and Margo's head snapped around, staring daggers at her.

"Don't even," Margo said as Tori laughed.

"I'm clearly missing something."

"Faith is Margo's older sister, and she's been looking at grad school options," Tori said. "She'll need a place to live if she comes here!"

"I shared a room with her for literally most of my entire life," Margo said. "I am NOT doing it again in college."

"Eh, she can room with me or Nikki. We're running out of options. It's like it was meant to be."

Margo just grumbled and took another bite of her lunch.

We returned to the library and studied for another few hours, and by the time things ended Saturday afternoon we all felt pretty good. Sure, there was more work to do in the coming week, but the good news was all of the material was in. Monday, Benson would have a review lecture, and while it wasn't guaranteed the exam would only cover the topics he addressed, it would give us a pretty good indication of where to focus. Wednesday was an open class period, meaning he'd be in the lecture hall to answer questions. Friday was the exam.

We set our schedule for the next week. Sunday would be a day off and then we'd hit it hard Monday after the review lecture. We'd meet as usual on Tuesday, attend the open period on Wednesday to make sure there were no surprises, and do our final review Thursday.

Tori got to my room around 9 that night.

"I'm fucking exhausted," she said. "Is it cool if we just, you know, chill tonight? I could show you some of my favorite movies."

"That sounds great."

In the spirit of fair play I agreed to watch "The Notebook" for the first time. It was fine. I could see the appeal. It wasn't anything I planned to see again, but it could have been worse.

It was aided, certainly, by the company. Tori snuggled into me and we playfully fed each other popcorn throughout. When it was over, she reached for my laptop.

"Now I'm in the mood for a double feature," she said, launching the site we'd spent a fair amount of time on the last several weeks. She took a long while looking it over. "Let's try this one."

I'll admit I was feeling pretty excited by this. I hadn't even seen the title, so there was no telling what Tori had decided to play.

A guy was already screwing a girl who was wearing a black dress, with clearly nothing on underneath. Tori stood up and removed her clothes, then started tugging at my shorts, which I gladly allowed her to remove as I peeled off my shirt.

Instead of rejoining me she knelt between my legs and took my stiffening cock into her mouth. I turned to admire the view, prompting her to pop off me.

"No, no," she scolded. "I want you to watch the video."

"I'd much rather watch you, sexy."

She smiled. "That's sweet, but like I said, I wanted to show you some of MY favorites tonight."

My eyes went wide as it hit me. The video she'd picked wasn't random. It wasn't even something she just now stumbled across and thought would be interesting. This was something she liked. Something that was her favorite. Something she'd probably gotten off to before.

"You are full of surprises," I said.

"You have no idea."

Tori returned her mouth to my cock as I reluctantly returned my eyes to the video. The couple was still fucking in the same position, but a moment later they were joined by a third person. My breath caught as I watched a stunning redhead saunter onto the bed, straddle the other girl's head, and lower her pussy onto her mouth.

One of Tori's favorite videos was a threesome? A threesome where one of the girls...

"Doesn't she look just like Margo," Tori said, somehow reading my mind as she stroked my cock. "You like her big, beautiful tits, don't you?"

Fuck! Was she talking about the girl on screen, or Margo?

"It's OK, Ty, everyone loves Margo's tits," Tori said, smiling wickedly. "Everyone."

She got back to sucking my cock and my mind was racing. Was she telling me SHE liked looking at Margo's tits? I guess it made sense. She was, after all, showing me this video. It wasn't too much of a leap. And Margo did have some fantastic boobs.

The redheaded girl was on her back, getting fucked now, while the other chick left the shot for a while. Tori was moaning loudly. One of her hands was stroking me while she sucked, and the other was nowhere to be seen. My guess was she had it busy between her own legs.

The first girl returned to the bed with some kind of vibrator, leaning back and playing with herself while the other two continued fucking. It was incredibly erotic, Tori's mouth felt wonderful, and the fact she was sharing this with me, something she liked, made it all so much more intense. If this all kept up I wasn't going to last very long.

"My turn," Tori said. On the screen, the redheaded girl was now eating out the other chick, while the guy had disappeared somewhere. Tori laid back on the bed, spreading her legs. "Please eat my pussy, Tyler. Make me cum."

I positioned myself between her thighs and went to work. She was insanely wet already, and while I could no longer see what was happening on the screen I could hear the one girl moaning, which went right along with Tori's moans, making for a wonderful auditory experience.

I had my fingers deep inside Tori's pussy as I licked her clit, her moans getting louder and more urgent, her body shaking. As if things weren't hot enough, Tori started narrating the scene for me.

"Fuck, Tyler, that feels so fucking good. I love when you play with my pussy. God, you feel so good! The redhead is getting fucked now, Ty. She's taking his cock in her ass. Holy fuck, Tyler, he's fucking her ass so hard. It's sooooo fucking hot."

I found myself needing to exercise control. No one was touching me. I wasn't touching myself. Yet I felt like if I allowed it to happen, I was going to lose it and cum all over my bed.

I tried to tune out the sexy sounds from the video and focus on Tori, my tongue exploring her folds as I continued to finger fuck her pussy. A thought entered my mind. I tried to push it out, but it came back. Read the signs, Tyler. They're all pointing to the same spot.

I thought back to the first time, when Tori walked in on me, and then what happened that night. Then the next time we'd gotten ourselves off together. And now this video that she'd chosen and was continuing to narrate for me.

"Oh fuck, yes, Tyler! Now the redhead is on her knees, eating out the other girl while she gets pounded in the ass!"

There were some common themes here. I'll take it slow, let her guide me. If I sense something isn't right, I can always back off.

As my tongue flicked across her clit and one hand occupied her pussy, I shifted my left hand down from Tori's chest to my own. I slowly reached it forward, cupping her ass, rubbing and squeezing a cheek. Tori moaned my name loudly in response.

So far, so good.

I continued squeezing and rubbing while working my hand into position. My thumb was close now. Sensing no resistance, and hearing nothing to stop me, I brushed my thumb across Tori's asshole.

"Oh fuck-oh fuck-oh fuck," Tori chanted. "Yesssss, Tyler!"

That seemed to be the green light of green lights. Without any more hesitation I placed my thumb onto her asshole, rubbed a bit, and then very, very slowly, pushed the tip inside.

"FUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!! TYLER! OH MY GOD! YES!"

This was a lot to keep track of. My tongue was lapping at Tori's clit while I worked two fingers from my right hand in and out of her pussy. Now with my left hand, my thumb slowly began penetrating her ass.

Tori couldn't get enough. Her hand was on the back of my head, gripping at my hair as I ate her out.

"Lick me, Tyler! Fucking fuck me with your fingers! FUUUCCCKKKK! That feels so fucking good, Tylerrrrrrrrr! DON'T FUCKING STOP, TYLERRRRRRR!!!"

I really, really wanted to stop. I couldn't see a thing, and I really, really wanted to see what it looked like as Tori's asshole stretched around my thumb. Another time, hopefully.

For now, I continued to push and wiggle my thumb, now up to the knuckle in Tori's backside. She was humping herself into me, urging me deeper, harder, as she came.

"FUCK! TYLER! FUCK! FUCK MY PUSSY! FUCK MY ASS! FUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!! I'M CUMMINNGGGGGGG!!! AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Tori's legs shot up, wrapping around my head, as she clenched hard around my fingers and thumb. Slowly, very slowly, she started to come down, releasing me from her various grasps.

"Fuck, Tyler, you destroyed me! That was amazing."

She took a few minutes to catch her breath, then kissed me hard and guided me to sit on the bed with my back against the wall. She crawled in close and started stroking my cock.

"Your turn."

On the screen, the guy was fucking the first girl in the ass, while the redhead was sitting back, watching.

"I had been trying to think about how to repay you for last night," Tori said as she stroked me slowly. "I knew I could trust you, Tyler, but you could have taken advantage of things - of me. I was literally begging you."

I only nodded in response.

"I'm not ready to fuck you, Tyler...not yet," she continued. "But I wanted to repay you with that same trust. Maybe it's silly, but I don't think many girls would show a guy their favorite porno video. Or tell you what I'm about to tell you."

I felt like I was holding my breath. What was she going to tell me?

"I trust you completely, Tyler. This is just one way to show you."

Oh. Well, that wasn't quite where I thought she might be going, but that was incredibly meaningful nonetheless.

"Thank you, Tori. I trust you, too."

"Mmmm," she said. "Isn't this video so fucking hot. I don't know what it is, but ever since watching that video with you - 'ruin my asshole, daddy' - I've been fucking obsessed."

Maybe this is what she was going to tell me?

"It's so fucking hot, so fucking dirty," she said. "So fucking intense." She was starting to stoke me a little faster now, bringing me along. "And when I found this video a few weeks ago, holy fuck, Tyler, doesn't she look so much like Margo? She's so fucking hot."

I think my brain just exploded.

"Look at her."

The redhead was sitting back on the bed, playing with herself, while the other two continued fucking.

"Margo and I have spent a lot of time together since freshman year, Tyler. A lot."

She was stroking me a little faster now.

"I know how fucking sexy she is. That fire red hair. Her sexy little ass. Those big, beautiful tits."

Control, Tyler. Control.