Saturday Nights in the Dorm

The next week went by in a blur. Tori was long gone by the time I woke up Sunday, leaving a note that she was spending the day hiking with Margo. I still saw a lot of them both over the next few days, with marathon study sessions as we prepared for the mid-term.

By the time Thursday evening hit we'd agreed to close up shop by 8 and give ourselves a good night's sleep. Not that we wanted to jinx anything, but the three of us felt very confident as we left the library.

"I don't know what else we could have done to prepare for this," Margo said.

"Same," I said. "I think we're in good-"

"DON'T SAY IT," Tori said. "We all feel it, but don't say it."

When I placed my pen down on Friday, I knew I'd aced the exam. I stood outside the lecture hall, waiting, and Tori bounded through a couple of minutes later, a bright smile on her face.

"I fucking killed that!"

I smiled broadly. "Hell yeah we did." She came in for a hug. Not a romantic hug, but a celebratory one.

Another five minutes went by before Margo finished up. She gave us both a long, serious stare, and I felt terrible. She bombed it? How? We couldn't have prepared any better if Benson had actually given us the exam in advance!

But a moment later she smiled, threw her hands in the air, and whispered loudly, "Victory!" The three of us crashed together in a group embrace for a moment and then headed to lunch for a recap.

If anything, we'd been overprepared. There were elements we'd spent hours on that didn't make the exam. "Probably saving them for the final," Tori said, "which means we're already ahead of the game."

We knew we could take it easy the next week. We had about a month before the next exam, which would be smaller, aimed only at what we covered between now and then. All of us were looking forward to a lighter week ahead and an opportunity to catch up on other things.

Before then, though, was tomorrow night. I couldn't stop thinking about what Tori and I would get up to this time, especially given how great the mid-term had gone. We owed each other a massive celebration.

"Margo, I'll catch up," Tori said as we left the dining hall. "Ty, can we talk for a second?"

My stomach tightened. Those words rarely preceded something good.

"I didn't want to say anything before the test, but I have to cancel our Saturday rendezvous tomorrow. I'm so sorry." Her playful and regretful tone put me at ease immediately.

"I mean, I'm disappointed, but it's all good. What's up?"

"My parents have been on me about coming home for a weekend all semester. I had a good excuse with needing to study for this exam, but they already bought me a train ticket for tonight," she said. "I'll make it up to you next week, OK? Promise."

I laughed. "It's totally cool, really. Nothing to make up for, OK? I hope you have a great time."

"Thanks, Ty, you're the best. See you in class on Monday!"

My weekend had suddenly opened up, and not in a good way. Who would have thought this mid-term I'd been killing myself over would finally be behind me, and still have found a way to screw me over one last time?

Back at the dorm, music was already pulsing from Mark and Chase's room, the latter of whom was pre-gaming for the "Green House mid-term rager" tonight.

"Errybody gonna let loose tonight, my boy," Chase shouted, "gonna be epic fucking."

"You mean 'fucking epic,' don't you?"

"Both, my dude," he said with a smile. I just laughed.

The three of us went out around 9 and rotated through partners at the beer pong table. Mark and I had a good run, as did me and Chase, but Mark and Chase got together and caught fire. They couldn't miss. They couldn't lose. It was, well, epic.

I wandered around to an empty corner, sipping on a beer, when I saw her across the room. She was deep in conversation with a guy who was desperately trying to get into her pants. I chuckled. I'd gotten to know Margo well enough to read a few signs, and she was searching for a way to get away from him.

She saw me and lit up, waving frantically and excusing herself. The guy who had been hitting on her shot me daggers. I just shrugged. Trust me, buddy, you were wasting your time.

"Oh, thank God," Margo said. "I thought I might actually fall asleep talking to him. So what are you doing here? Prowling for a Saturday night fill-in?"

I nearly choked on my beer. She knew about that? I eyed her suspiciously and she laughed.

"Tori and I tell each other everything," she said, then adding again for emphasis, "everything."

"I didn't realize you two were that close," I lied, "but noted."

"Don't bullshit me, Tyler," Margo said. "I know damn well you KNOW Tori and I have been...close." Now she was eyeing me seductively. Fuck! Tori had told Margo that she'd told me about them. I smiled.

"Your secret is safe with me."

Margo laughed. "Oh, I know. You're one of the good guys," she said. "It's not much of a secret anyway. 'Girls experiment at college' isn't exactly breaking news."

"And thank God for that," I said, drawing a laugh.

We stood for a while, feeling the music, taking in the scene. Mark and Chase had just wrapped up another win. Unbelievable.

"Just don't fuck this up, Tyler," Margo said suddenly. I shot her a confused glance. "Tori likes you. Like, likes you, likes you, a lot."

I smiled. "Well, the feeling is mutual."

Margo shook her head. "You don't get it. Tori's last relationship before college ended badly. Really badly. And if you tell her I told you this, I'll kill you." I knew from her face she was serious. "It took her a long time to put herself out there again like she's doing with you. She finally feels like she can be her true self with someone, and that lucky someone is you."

I nodded. "Believe me, I don't have any plans to fuck it up."

Margo shook her head again. "You still don't get it. Listen closely. I know you've liked her for a long time. I've seen the way you look at her when she walks into class, well before you two started your weekend flings. A lot of guys around here wouldn't just be happy with what you have with Tori, they'd be thrilled. All fun, no strings. They'd be looking to sign up for the same with some other horny co-eds. But that's not you, is it?

"No, I have a strong feeling you're going the other way with this. You want an actual relationship with her."

I kept my expression as neutral as possible. Had I been that obvious? She smiled, seeing right through me.

"YOUR secret is safe with me," Margo said. "But you can't be the one to do anything about it. Not yet. Despite what she's saying about your little agreement keeping her happy, she wants more, too. She just isn't ready to admit that to herself. If you push too quickly, you'll just push her away. She needs to get there on her own."

I exhaled and nodded. "I appreciate you, Margo. You're a good friend, and not just to Tori."

She gave me a tight smile and then turned back to the party. "So what's up with your buddy Chase? He looks like fun."

"Ummm, I mean," I said, hesitating. She just laughed.

"I'm not looking for marriage material tonight, Tyler," she said. "I just have needs to take care of."

I laughed. "Roger that. I'm sure Chase would be more than happy to help you out. He might even remember your name, too."

"Huh?"

"Nevermind."

"Alright, Tyler, stay out of trouble. See you Monday."

"You, too, Margo."

With that, she made her move. Not long after, Mark and Chase's streak abruptly came to an end.

--

With little else to do, I spent a lot of time that weekend thinking about what Margo said. Being honest with myself, I knew I wanted more with Tori than fooling around on Saturday nights. I had fallen for her hard.

When I saw Tori next, probably in class on Monday, I'd been leaning strongly toward asking her to grab dinner with me that week. Not a date, per se, but a chance to hang out and get to know each other more. But Margo's warning was ringing loudly in my ears now. The last thing I wanted to do was fuck this up.

I also couldn't help but piece together the little information I had about Tori's past to try and better understand her. Where Tori had told me she wanted our Saturday night arrangement because she couldn't imagine handling a relationship and the demands of school at the same time, the picture Margo painted suggested something else might be at play.

Tori's last high school relationship had "ended badly," Margo told me. And the night Tori and I had a long talk that ultimately set up our current arrangement, Tori had confessed she'd lost her virginity to a high school boyfriend near the end of their senior year. She'd mainly done so, she said, out of a belief she needed some sexual experience before going to college.

It seemed likely these two stories were linked, but there were a lot of blanks to fill in. Maybe most everything Tori said was true, and this guy wanted to continue a relationship she planned to end. That could have left a scar. Or perhaps Tori wasn't totally truthful, and she actually was into the guy, and he dumped her before college.

And maybe it was something worse. Tori was vocally hesitant about actually having sex with me, which was certainly fine, but definitely an outlier among our college peers. I tried not to think too much about this scenario, as it leaned toward some pretty dark conclusions.

Perhaps Tori would give me the whole story one day, but regardless, I'd heed Margo's advice as best I could.

My face probably betrayed me on Monday morning. Seeing Tori walk through the door, my whole world changed. I'd missed her terribly over the weekend. This was the first time all semester we hadn't spent any time together. Not only no Saturday night fun, but no time at the library, either.

"Welcome back," I said, smiling. "How was your weekend?"

"Good. It was nice to see family, and nice to get away for a couple of days. I mean, there were certain...activities I really, really missed. But you know what I mean."

I laughed. "I'm just glad you're back. Pretty light week ahead."

"Right? It's like vacation."

It was not like vacation. The week dragged on, and on, and on. Without our Tuesday and Thursday library meetings, I had a lot of down time. I was able to catch up on a few things for other classes, sure, but the truth was I really missed Tori. The weekend couldn't get here quickly enough.

I slept in that Saturday morning and in the afternoon wandered down to Mark and Chase's room. Chase nearly scared me half to death, jumping out of his closet with a pair of fake fangs protruding from his mouth.

"I vant to suck your blood, muah ha ha," he said, removing the teeth. "What do you think?"

"I think you have brain damage," Mark said.

"What the fuck is this about?"

"It's Halloween, bro. Biggest party night of the semester!"

Shit. I'd totally forgotten.

"You're coming out, right?"

"Ummmm, I think I'm going to have to pass," I said.

"Dude, are you serious? All the chicks will be out, and they all dress like hookers. It's the greatest night ever," Chase said. "I'll bet Tori will be going out. You don't want to miss it."

Fuck! Was Tori going out? It's Saturday. It's been two weeks since we were together. But Chase was right. It's Halloween. This is a huge party night.

I ate with them and we hung out until around 8. I headed back to my room and told them it was 50/50 on whether I would feel up to coming out, and maybe I'd see them later. It had nothing at all to do with how I felt, though, and there was no way I was going to see them later. I'd either enjoy a night in with Tori, or fall asleep depressed that she didn't show.

As the time passed 9:30, I was feeling very much like the latter was happening. I hadn't seen or heard from Tori since we left class on Friday and, not wanting to push anything, I didn't mention seeing her Saturday. Fucking stupid. There's not being pushy, and there's also acting like you don't give a shit. I hoped I didn't give her the wrong impression.

I flipped around the channels, not watching anything other than clock as it ticked closer to 10. I was about to give up hope when I heard a knock at the door.

I nearly pulled a muscle jumping out of bed. Calm the fuck down, Tyler. I ran my fingers through my hair, then as casually as possible opened the door to see Tori standing in the hall.

"Can I come in," she said with a smile. I felt the tension I'd been holding in melt away as I moved aside to welcome her.

"Sorry I am a little late," she said. "Nikki needed help with her ridiculous costume, if you can even call it that. Her tits are going to pop out as soon as she starts moving at that party."

I tried to push that sexy visual from my brain as quickly as possible.

"So," she said, sitting on my bed.

"So," I replied, joining her.

We were all over each other in a heartbeat. We hadn't messed around in two weeks. You'd have thought it had been two years. Our clothes were in piles on the floor as our hands roamed each other's bodies desperately.

Tori grabbed my cock, pumping vigorously, and pushed me onto my back. She quickly took me in her mouth, bobbing up and down. She pulled off me once, spit lewdly on my dick, smiled, and resumed sucking me with passion. Fuck, this girl drove me absolutely wild!

Then she was off of me again, reaching to her bag on the floor, before returning with a pink vibrator. "I'd like to introduce you to a very good friend of mine," she said, turning on the device. An electronic buzzing sound filled the air.

She ran the vibe across my pelvis, and even up the sides of my cock, before it disappeared beneath her. Her delighted moans left no doubt where the toy had ended up.

Meanwhile, Tori was all over me with her tongue. She popped my cock from her mouth again, pumping me hard, and lowered her tongue to my balls for a bit, before taking me back in her mouth.

"Tori, fuck, Tori, I'm gonna fucking lose it soon!"

She quickly stopped and I felt my orgasm subside. "No, no, not yet, Tyler," she said. She spun around on her knees and bent over, pointing her perfect ass back toward my face. She looked over her shoulder and met my eyes. "I want you to fuck my pussy, Tyler."

I'm sorry, what now?

"Fuck me with my vibrator, Tyler. Fuck me and make me cum."

The moment of panic I felt when I thought she meant, well, you know, dissipated as I scrambled to my knees behind her. I had an incredible view of her body, Tori's ass being one of the many features I most enjoyed about her. She swayed it back and forth, waiting for me.

The vibrator was in her hand, still running. I grabbed it and wasted little time, touching it to her clit, rubbing it around her lips, and then plunging it inside her.

"FUCK! YES! Tyler, fuck me, Tyler! FUCK!"

She was bucking back against the vibrator, urging my motions deeper, as I gripped the toy and fed it into her pussy. I felt like I was starting to learn a lot about what Tori liked, and without hesitation reached back with my empty hand and spanked her ass cheek hard.

"OHHHHHH FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK! Fuck, Tyler, spank my ass. I'm so fucking naughty, Tyler. I'm so fucking bad for you, Tyler. Fucking spank me, Tyler. Spank me hard, Tyler!"

*WHAP*

"YESSSSS, Tyler. Oh fuck, Tyler. Fuck yes, baby. Punish me, Tyler. I'm so fucking bad. Bringing my vibrator in here and begging you to fuck my pussy. Fucking spank me hard, Tyler!"

*WHAP* *WHAP* *WHAP*

I was doing my best to alternate my swats on either side of her ass, letting the pink color even out across her cheeks. Tori was moaning loudly, urging on both those smacks and the speed with which I was fucking her with her toy.

I knew this is what she wanted, but part of me also felt bad about hitting her like that. I know she was getting off on it, but I didn't want to only punish her. Also, and I can't say this enough, I really, really loved Tori's ass. I needed to show her how much.

I shifted myself forward a bit, keeping the vibrator's movements steady, and lowered my head, kissing her left cheek and giving a little nibble. Tori shrieked and looked back over her shoulder.

"Tyler! Fuck, that feels so good!"

She hadn't seen anything yet. Emboldened by everything that had gone on during our last encounter, I spied her sexy little asshole, nestled between her perfect cheeks. With no hesitation I buried my face between them, sticking out my tongue and licking aggressively at her tight backdoor.

"HOLY FUCK! Tyler, such a dirty fucking boy! Eat my ass, Tyler! Eat my fucking asshole! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Tyler! I'm gonna fucking cummmmmmmmm!!!!"

Tori's body pulsed as her orgasm shot through her. I kept licking her ass while I shoved her vibrator deep into her pussy, and then slowly began to withdraw it as the front half of Tori's body collapsed onto the bed.

"Omigod, Tyler, that was so fucking-eep!"

I was already so fucking close. Getting Tori off doggystyle like this, licking her sexy ass, it was all nearly too much. It wasn't going to take me long and I didn't want her to move from this unbelievably hot position. While Tori had been recovering, I'd already ditched the vibrator and scrambled to my knees behind her. I pinned my cock in the crack of her ass and started humping her backside.

"Fuck, Tori, I'm gonna cum!"

"Yes, Tyler! Cum all over me! Cum all over my ass!"

I erupted, my seed spraying across her back as she moaned supportively. Totally spent, I collapsed beside her.

I held her tightly, arms wrapped around her, as we came down. It took me a few minutes to realize what I felt - my cum. It was now all over my hands, my arms, and her back. I laughed.

"We are a total fucking mess," I said.

"I know," she said, gigging. "There's only one thing to do about this."

She stood and walked to my closet as I looked on, not quite following her yet. She turned back to me while she draped my robe over her shoulders and tied the belt.

"You'll need to make do with a towel," she said as she opened my door and peered in both directions down the hall. "Coast is clear." She turned back. "Which side?"

Tori was inviting me to shower with her. I was already hard again.

"Guys," I said. Everyone was out on my end and wouldn't be back for a while.

"Hurry," she said, leaving me behind as she scampered down the hall. I wrapped a towel around my waist and rushed after her. The water was already running and she was tucked inside the stall on the left. I whipped the curtain back and was met with the incredibly sexy sight of Tori's wet, naked body.

"Somebody needs to get in here and warm me up."

Without a word I took her in my arms and kissed her hard, quickly snaking my hand between her legs and rubbing her clit.

"Fuck! Tyler! Yes! I'm so fucking turned on right now. Rub my clit. Make me cum again," she whispered

We continued kissing as my fingers strummed her clit. Her pussy was hot and wet, a mix of her own juices and the water from the shower. I lowered my head and attached my mouth to one of her nipples, sucking hard, and sending her closer.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Her words were urgent. Tori's mouth crashed onto my shoulder, where she bit down slightly as she came again. I held her body while she shook from her second orgasm in a matter of minutes. When she finally recovered, she gazed up at me with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"This is so fucking hot," she said, laughing a little. "Thank you." I smiled and kissed her again.

"Now what are we going to do about this problem here," she said as she stroked my cock. I leaned back and closed my eyes.

"Fuck, Tori, you feel so fucking good."

"Mmmmmm, you know what felt so fucking good," she said, spinning, "is when you were sliding your cock up and down against my ass." She stuck her backside out and I gladly stepped forward, my cock moving between her sexy cheeks with ease. "That's it, Tyler. Make me fucking dirty again."