2 comments/ 27838 views/ 7 favorites One Debauched Weekend Ch. 02 By: Lionheart72 "Fuuuuuck," Paul groaned, as he made one final deep thrust. "Yeah," Ally panted under him. "We keep doing that." Chuck laughed and turned back to his video game. As Paul climbed off the bed, swatting Ally playfully on the ass, the buxom blonde coed noticed the time. It was after 1:00 pm on a Saturday. She had been in Paul and Chuck's dorm room for over twelve hours now. She had arrived late Friday night, when her date with Paul had ended in his bed. After a night of rough and wild sex, she had dozed off only to be awakened by strong hands caressing her skin. Without really waking up or opening her eyes, she had responded warmly to those caresses. It hadn't been until after his cum flooded over her tongue that she had discovered the cock in her mouth belonged to Paul's roommate Chuck. Ally strongly suspected that the guys had planned the whole thing. Certainly, rather than being upset Paul had simply taken his roommate's place in her mouth, while Chuck ate her out and finally fucked her pussy. In the warm afterglow, Ally had drifted back to sleep only to be awoken with Paul taking his turn fucking her pussy while Chuck pushed into her mouth. Since then, Ally had found herself spending the day in the guys' room. She had left it only once, to make a mad dash to the bathroom, naked. (Paul had laughingly insisted on keeping her clothes "...so you don't run off on us.") When Ally had suggested that maybe she should get dressed and head back to her dorm, Paul had produced a pair of fur handcuffs from somewhere. Amid much laughing and playful struggling (she hadn't really fought that hard) the guys had pinned her down and cuffed her ankle to the bedpost. After they had both fucked her again, they had left her there while they played video games. Amused, Ally had spent the rest of the morning lying naked, cuffed to Paul's bed, reading a magazine. Every once in a while, when one of the guys recovered enough to get hard again, he would sit down beside her and start caressing her. Chuck, she had discovered, gave wonderful languid backrubs and was very fond of rubbing her ass. Paul was rougher, more urgent and liked to play with her tits. Foreplay aside, they ended the same way, thrusting away until they came in her pussy. Then the guy would climb off to return to his video game. Ally was pretty sure her Women's Studies group would be horrified, but the truth of the matter was she had been having fun. She felt sexy and free, completely at ease as she lay naked on the bed, floating in the warm afterglow of multiple, repeated orgasms. Still, the day was getting on. "Hey guys," she said, rolling over and looking at them. "Yeah," they chorused in reply, not looking away from their game. "What about something to eat?" Ally asked. "We're not feeding her enough," chuckled Paul. "I got something you could eat," Chuck leered, grabbing his crotch. Ally rolled her eyes. "Tasty, but a girl can't live on cum alone. Come on, guys, it's after noon. I'm hungry... like for food. Let's go get something." The guys exchanged a look. "Oh, come on," Ally laughed. "You've fucked me like five times... each. The least you can do is spring for lunch." "We could order a pizza," Paul said with a grin. "Oh... and then what?" Ally laughed. "I open the door naked and give the pizza guy a big 'tip'... or maybe he gives me his big tip." "Dude," drawled Chuck. "That would be..." "A total cliché," Ally barked. "It's like a bad porno." "That's why it would be cool," Chuck muttered, downcast. "Ok," Ally grinned. A half-hour later, Ally stood nervously in front of the dorm room door, waiting. She shifted uncomfortably from on foot to another, occasionally trying to smooth her bed-tangled hair. She was trying to affect a cool, collected demeanor, as if she opened doors to strangers while stark naked every day. It wasn't working. A quick glance at the mirror build into the dorm's dresser showed her a tall, naked blonde, blushing so deeply that her face, neck and the tops of her full breasts looked sunburned. Ally took a deep breath, watching in the mirror as her flushed breasts rose and fell. She thought she felt a little steadier. A loud, staccato knock rattled the door. Ally jumped, her heart racing at the sound. Behind her, the two guys laughed and elbowed each other. Ally glanced at them and realized they expected her to chicken out. Defiant, she turned, thrust out her full breasts and yanked the door open. "Pizza," said a bored voice. Then, with a hint of laughter, the voice added: "Oh." Ally's jaw dropped and, though she hadn't thought it possible, felt herself blush even more. The pizza delivery driver stared back, smiling slightly. Ally took in the driver's loose sweat pants, logo t-shirt and ball cap... the cap covering long blonde hair, the t-shirt swelling over small but perky breasts and the sweats hugging long, rounded legs. The driver's smile widened as her eyes traveled unabashed over Ally's curves, then took in the two guys behind her. "Let me guess," the delivery girl said. "You were playing out a scene from a bad porno." Ally's voice caught in her throat. "Kinda," Chuck muttered the background. "Met the driver naked at the door?" the delivery girl continued, stepping into the dorm room, handing the pizza to Paul and plucking the cash from his hand. She turned back to face Ally. "Maybe offer some oral sex as a tip. Was that the idea?" Ally blushed even more. "Well," the delivery girl said, looking Ally up and down again, "was it?" "Yeah," Ally whispered, mortified. "Something like that." "I could use a good tip," the delivery girl said with a wicked grin. "Huh, what?" Ally blinked. "Dude," Chuck muttered. The delivery girl stepped close to Ally, smiling. Her hand slid up the buxom coed's naked side to cup her full breast. Ally shivered as the soft fingers caressed her, teasing her nipple. "You were gonna give these boys a thrill, right?" she whispered, her lips practically touching Ally's. "I'm game if you are. I'd love a good tip from you. What do you say?" Shivering harder, Ally felt herself nod fractionally. "So come on." The delivery girl stepped back, speaking so the guys could hear. "I want my tip." In a quick motion, she pulled her sweat pants down around her ankles and dropped onto the edge of the bed. Ally stared, stunned, at the woman's long firm legs and the neatly trimmed triangle of blonde hair between them. The driver reached up and pulled Ally closer. Unthinking, the buxom coed dropped to her knees in front of the other woman, who spread her legs wide. Behind them, the guys laughed with glee. Ally leaned closer, staring in awe at the soft folds nestled between the other woman's legs. It wasn't the first pussy she had seen by any means, but it was the first one that had even been offered to her like this, the first one she was supposed to... God, Ally thought, what am I doing? "Come on, girly," the delivery girl growled, "where's that tip you owe me?" "I've got a tip for you," Paul groaned in the background. "Not you," the girl barked at him. "Or you." She added to Chuck. "I..." Ally stammered. "I don't know what to do." "A virgin box-licker," the delivery girl crowed. "Come here, darling. I'll teach you." She slid her hands into Ally's hair and pulled her face down between her legs. "Put your hands on my thighs," she commanded. "That's right, just like that. Rub my legs. Good girl. Now, put your face down there... don't be shy darling... lick me... go on... just stick out your tongue and lick..." Shivering, Ally breathed in the delivery girl's warm, spicy scent. Tentatively, her tongue slipped from between her lips and she brushed it against the other woman's folds. "Ahhh, yeah," the delivery girl sighed. "More... lick me up and down." Feeling braver, Ally fluttered little licks along the other woman's pussy. "Oh don't tease," the delivery girl moaned. "Lick me... eat my pussy... eat my fucking pussy." Ally's tongue parted the other woman's folds, tasting her tangy wetness. The delivery girl's hands tightened in Ally's hair, pulling her face harder against the wet pussy. Ally's tongue lashed and spiraled, striking almost by chance the hard nub of the delivery girl's clit. "Yes," the delivery girl groaned. "Right there... right there darling... lick my clit... eat my pussy... oh yes, eat me... fucking eat my pussy, you little slut." Ally bobbed her head, licking and swirling her tongue wildly over the delivery girl's pussy. "You like that, boys?" the driver said, and Ally made to lift her head. "No... don't stop... keep licking... good girl. Your boys are rubbing their crotches. They've got boners from watching you eat my pussy. You boys have a good slut here. Does she suck cock as good as she eats pussy?" "Fuck yeah," growled Paul from somewhere over Ally's shoulder. "She's a great cock sucker, right Chuck." "She's a great fuck too." Chuck added. "You've both been fucking her?" the delivery girl moaned. "All fucking weekend," Paul chuckled. "So it's a 'fucking' weekend," the delivery girl laughed. "Sounds great. Well, boys. Let's see those cocks. " "What?" said Chuck, even as Ally heard the rush of Paul's zipper. "Whip 'em out," the delivery girl repeated. "I want to see what you've been fucking this box-licking slut with." Ally looked up from between the delivery girl's legs. She could see Paul standing beside her, his cock in his hand. Chuck stood on her other side, pulling out his own. The delivery girl smiled. Looking down at Ally, she wrapped her fingers around both cocks. Then she leaned over and took Paul into her mouth. Soon the room was full with moans and wet, sucking sounds. Ally's fingers danced against her own clit as her tongue lapped at the delivery girl's pussy. Paul and Chuck moaned and grunted as they took turns thrusting their cocks into the delivery girl's face. She moaned and sucked noisily, pausing occasionally to lewdly command Ally not to stop eating her. Suddenly, the delivery girl started to buck violently. Her legs clamped around Ally's head, holding her tightly as her hips rocked in orgasm. Somewhere overhead, Ally heard Chuck growl. After a last shuddering spasm, Ally was able to pull herself from between the delivery girl's legs. She looked up to see Chuck's cum oozing down the delivery girl's chin. "Damn," the delivery girl groaned. "I have got to run. I was supposed to be back to pick up some more pizzas ages ago." The delivery girl stood suddenly and pulled her sweats back up. Wiping her chin, she smiled down at Ally. Quickly, she knelt. Her hand cupped Ally's cheek and she smiled. Nervously, Ally smiled back as the delivery girl leaned close and kissed her. Ally tasted the delivery girl's swollen lips and musky flavor of the guys' cocks. Slowly, the delivery girl pulled away and smiled again. "That was a great tip, darling," she said as she stood and headed for the door. "Hey, what about me," Paul groaned, his hard shaft still in his hand. "Finished him off for me, won't you darling," the delivery girl said to Ally. "I've really got to run." With that, she dashed out the door. "Damn, that was cool," said Chuck. One Debauched Weekend Ch. 03 "Oh, yeah!" Paul grunted, his body spasming as he pulled suddenly from Ally's mouth. "Fuck," Ally laughed as Paul's cum sprayed over her face and tits. She was amazed he had anything left, given the number of times he'd come. Her date with Paul had turned into the most debauched day of her life. According to the clock, she'd been in Paul's dorm room for over fourteen hours now. In that time she's fucked and sucked Paul and his roommate Chuck more than a dozen times, to say nothing of eating out a pizza delivery girl. Paul looked down at his handiwork, obviously pleased with himself, and hitched his pants back up. "Maybe later," he said with a grin, before settling down in front of the game console and joining Chuck in the latest round of whatever video game they had been playing in between fucking her. Ally knelt on the dorm room floor, feeling the cum oozing down her face, and considered what to do next. At some point, she thought, she really ought to go home. Of course, the last time she'd mentioned the idea the guys had taken her clothes, cuffed her to the bed and fucked the hell out of her. In fact, the only time she'd left the dorm room had been a quick nude dash to the bathroom, desperately hoping she wouldn't get caught by the other guys on the dorm floor. Ally smiled. She was now convinced her Women's Studies group would have a full blown seizure if they found out about this, but the truth was Ally was enjoying herself. Still, after a morning of non-stop fucking and now covered in drying semen, she felt like a little break was in order. "I need a shower," Ally said to no one in particular. "Bathroom's down the hall," Paul's roommate Chuck said distractedly. "Right, like I'm going to use the shower on a men's-only floor of your dorm," Ally replied, trying to ignore the sudden thrill that rushed through her. "It's Saturday afternoon," Paul chimed in grinning. "No one's going to be around... probably." "Fine," Ally replied with a smirk. ......... "Yeah, but the important thing to remember is..." Tom was saying as he pushed open the door into the dorm bathroom. "Wow." "What?" Dick asked, following his roommate, who had stopped dead. "Holy shit!" There was a naked woman in the bathroom, standing in front of one of the shower stalls. She was tall. Her long shapely legs rose up to a firm round ass. Her long blonde hair hung down her bare back, and from the side her large round tits were plainly visible. Dick look around, to make sure he was in the right bathroom, before remembering this was a men's only floor. There was no women's bathroom here. The blonde jumped at the sound of their voices, which caused some interesting bouncing and wiggling. Dick noticed her pink, round nipples on those big jiggling tits. He noticed the tuft of blonde hair between her legs, but his eyes kept being drawn back to those tits. "Oh," the blonde gasped, reflexively trying to cover her full breasts and bare pussy with her hands. "Hello," said Tom. "Um... hi," said Dick, smiling at Ally. "Are you.. um...?" "I was just going to get a shower," the blonde said lamely, gesturing toward the shower stall. By doing so, she exposed her breasts again. Dick noticed shiny streaks covering her breasts and lining her face. Cum, he realized. She has cum on her face and tits. "You do know this is a guys' floor, right?" Tom asked. "Yeah," she replied. "but I really need to clean up." A sudden, playful smile lit up the coed's face. She seemed to relax, setting her hands on her hips and posing to display her considerable charms to good effect. "See, I'm just a mess." She gestured at the cum on her breasts. "Paul and Chuck, do you know them? Well, they been fucking me all day. Plus, I just ate out that pizza delivery girl. Man, that was fun. I'd never eaten pussy before." Her hand brushed low, teasing her blonde pubes. "Don't you just love it?" "Yes," said Tom, his wide eyes glued to her. "Anyway, I've just got to get a shower," she continued with a wicked grin. "You don't mind, do you? I'm Ally, by the way." "No," said Tom. "No, no. Definitely not." "Hi, Ally," Dick added. He couldn't help but think this girl was having fun with them. She definitely looked like she was just barely holding back from laughing. Not that he minded, especially when Ally, swaying her hips in a way that made everything bounce and jiggle, walked over to him and held out her hand. "I'm Dick," he said, taking her hand and shaking it. "Seriously?" She laughed, which made her tits bounce even more. Her eyes dropped unabashedly to his crotch. "Seriously," he replied. What the hell, he thought and added, "I just came in here to use this." With a quick motion, so he didn't chicken out, he unzipped his jeans and whipped out his hard-on. "Well," Ally laughed, a smiling, sultry look on her cum-streaked face. "Hot naked chick, sucking cocks in the bathroom, again. You're next, stud. Whip it out," she added to Tom. That corner of Ally's mind that used the voices of her Women's Studies group asked what the fuck she thought she was doing. Letting herself be chained in a dorm room and repeatedly fucked by two guys for the better part of a day was bad enough, but randomly sucking off two guys she'd never seen before in a bathroom? Had she gone crazy? Ally firmly told her imaginary Women's Studies group to shut the fuck up and leave her alone. Except for imaginary Lacy, the cute brunette with glasses in the back, who Ally found herself distractedly picturing naked and wondering if she would taste different than the pizza girl. Because really, what the hell? Shouldn't she have one truly debauched and wild day in college that would make her blush years later? The thing at the party had been out of control. Even getting Chuck involved in her "date" with Paul had been something that happened to her. This, these guys her in the bathroom, was her choice, and hers alone. All of which flicked through her mind in a moment, as she knelt down in front of the aptly named Dick. He looked down at her, aroused but shocked by his own daring and her willingness to play along. She smiled up at him, looking past his hard shaft to his eyes. He grinned back as her hand wrapped around his thick member. Slowly, Ally stroked his shaft, enjoying the feel of his hardness in her hand. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his friend fumbling with his jeans and pulling out own hard-on. Grinning, Ally shifted her position and reached out to grab a second cock. She stroked them both, feeling the differences and similarities in the two hard shafts of flesh. "Suck it," Dick urged with a guttural moan. Grinning, Ally leaned forward. Her tongue darted out, fluttering over the head of Dick's hard dick. He groaned as she teased him. Quickly she shifted and lapped at his friend's cock, then bounced back, taking Dick's tip between her lips and rolling her tongue over him. She sucked vigorously for a moment, before shifting to her second hard member. Ally started to establish a rhythm, swapping between one and the other until the sound of the door opening interrupted her. "Dude," said a shocked voice. Ally looked up to see another guy standing the bathroom doorway, his eyes wide at the sight of a hot naked blonde kneeling in front of two guys. Ally laughed. "I'll... umm," the new guy stammered. "Get over here," Ally laughed. "The more the merrier, right guys." "Sure," Dick grinned. "Whatever you say," Tom added. "Oh wow," said the new guy, fumbling open his jeans as he rushed to join them. Still laughing, Ally seized her newest hard cock and licked the tip, while her other hand continued to stroke Dick's dick. Quickly, Tom moved to the new guy's other side and gently guided Ally's her hand to his shaft while she licked and sucked the third guy. Soon, Ally reestablished her rhythm. Fingers stroked two cocks while her mouth sucked on a third. She moved hungrily from cock to cock, enjoying the feel of each one, noticing their differences. Dick's dick was thick and hard, Tom's long and narrower and the third guy was thin with a wide tip. From time to time, one of the guys would reach out to squeeze her tits, which made her moan, or grab her head, pulling her down harder on the shaft in her mouth. Ally reveled in her feeling of joyfully wicked debauchery. Here she had three hard cocks at her beck and call, captives to the pleasure given by her hands and mouth. Each one unique in their shape, feel and even taste. She rolled her tongue over a thick, hard shaft, bobbed her head up and down a narrow cock and sucked hard on a salty tapered tip. Wait a minute, Ally thought suddenly, the other guy had a wide tip. She looked up suddenly and saw another new face grinning down sheepishly at her. "Hi," Ally said, letting the tapered cock drop from her lips. "Um, hi," the fourth guy grinned back. "I... uh..." "Welcome to the party," Ally laughed brightly. What the fuck, she thought as she dropped her head to take the new shaft back into her mouth. In her head, her imaginary Women's Studies group looked on in horror as she moved her mouth from one cock to the next with passionate abandon. She loved the sounds of the guys moaning and gasping above her. She reveled in the way their bodies arched and rocked in pleasure at the touch of her hands, the wet warmth of her mouth. Hand caressed her back, squeezed her breasts, teased her nipples and stroked her hair. Cocks, slick with saliva and precum, twitched and jerked against her palms or thrust into her face. She moaned with pleasure and, enjoying how much her little sounds fired the guys' lust, moaned louder to spur them on. She knew the guys were moving around her, switching off whenever her hands or mouth released them. She closed her eyes and lost track of their movements, enjoying the taste and feel and shape of each different cock without trying to identify its owner. They were hungry for the touch her fingers, the softness of her mouth, and they pressed around her, groping and moaning, thrusting and grunting, in a wild frenzy of desire. Then the sudden slam of a door and a shouting voice broke through the haze. "Hey," the voice yelled. "That's our girl!" "Guys, what the fuck," another voice laughed. A thick, hard cock fell from Ally's mouth with a pop. She looked through the crowd of legs toward the door. Paul, her nominal date from last night, and his roommate, Chuck, stood there. Paul look outraged, while Chuck just grinned. "What!?!" she yelled back, looking up at them. "That's our girl," Paul yelled again, glaring at the guys around her. "Get your hands off her." Furious, Ally surged to her feet, staggering slightly as she suddenly noticed the stiffness in her knees. Hands steadied her and she glared daggers at Paul, who paled suddenly at the sight of her. "Ok, first things first," Ally snapped. "I am not 'your girl.' I am mine." Ally realized she was still holding two hard cocks in her hand and started to stroke them again. "You don't own me and you don't decide WHAT I do, or WHO I do! If I want to suck four cocks in bathroom..." "Six cocks," someone said. "Actually... five, six seven... eight! Eight cocks," another said. "What?!?... Really?" Ally gasped, a little stunned as she looked around. Sure enough, a lot more than four guys standing around the bathroom with their dicks in the hands. "Ok, if I want to suck eight cocks that's my business. I'm having fun and I'm doing this because I want to. If that's a problem for you... for any of you! ... you can leave now. " "No," shouted one of the guys in the crowd. "No problem here." "We're good," said another. "Give the lady what she wants," said a third. "Quit being such a asshole, Paul," Dick chimed in. "Hey, I got no problem with whatever you want, Ally," said Chuck, already unbuckling his jeans. "Is it ok if I... uh..." Ally laughed. "Whip it out, Chuck. It's that kind of party. Now, Paul if you don't mind, my boys here need some attention. So either whip it out or go jerk off somewhere else." Ally started back down, then groaned. "Oh, my knees are getting a little sore though." "Someone get the lady a pillow to sit on," Dick yelled. "Grab Paul's," someone joked. In short order a couch cushion was produced and dropped in the middle of bathroom floor. Ally knelt ceremoniously in the middle of a circle of proud, hard cocks and smiled. Imperiously, she pointed to three guys, wrapping her hands around two and rolling her tongue around the tip of the third. A cheer went up from the assembled guys as the hot blonde coed started to bob her head up and down on their shafts again. The rhythm was quickly restored. Cocks moved from Ally's hands to her mouth. Amid the moving crowd of hard shafts, she recognized the taste and shape of Chuck and Paul among the others. In her mind's eye, the Woman's Studies group no longer looked on in quite the same way. A few of them, she imagined, had stormed off in shock fury. She imagined others watched with mingled horror and desire. One or two of the most daring, she could easily imagine cheering her on, even laughingly caressing themselves at the lusty sight of their debauched classmate surrounded by such a bounty of virile male sexuality. The imagined image of those watchers spurred her to greater heights. She moan and rolled her head, sucking deeply at the cocks around her. A few she took as deeply as she could, gagging slightly as they plunged into the depths of her mouth. The guys moaned, grunted, cheered and egged her on. Suddenly, the latest guy in her right hand tensed and grunted: "Oh fuck, I'm going to pop." "Come on, man," someone cheered. "Do it." "Cum on what?" another laughed. "Cum on her face man," some else urged. "Yeah," Ally laughed, released a hard shaft from her mouth. "Would you like that?" "Fuck man," another guy groaned. "That would be so hot." Ally laughed, jerking the tensing guy harder. "Oooo, do it," she cooed, in her best slutty porn star voice. "Give it to me. Cum on my face." "FUCK!!!" the guy shouted, powerful spasms rocking his body. Jets of semen erupted from his cock, spraying down in a torrent which fell over Ally's cheek, and down onto her breasts, covering her in ropes of sticky white goo. As his spasms faded, Ally leaned forward and sucked the last drops from his still hard shaft. "Shit dude," someone laughed. "How long have you been saving that up?" "Fuck that was so good," the guy grunted as Ally's tongue teased his sensitive tip. "Fuck man, that is so hot," one of the guys groaned. "Do you like that?" Ally laughed, rocking back on her hips. "You think it looks hot?" "Fuck yeah," the guys cheered. "Ok, then do it." Ally vamped. "Come on guys! Give it to me!" Quickly, Ally was surrounded by guys jerking their cocks wildly. Laughing, she threw her head back and smiled up at the them. Her hands cupped her breasts, sticky with the first guy's load, and held them to up to her guys. "That's it boys," she crooned. "Cum on my tits. Cum on my face. Cover me in cum." One after another, the guys blew their loads. Cheering and laughing, they rained cum down on Ally's face, her breasts, her arms, her back and her hair. Streams of semen oozed down her cheeks and chin, down her chest and dripped onto her legs. Finally, the last guy finished dripping onto her and staggered back. "Wow," Ally laughed, feeling the sticky goo oozing down her body. "Did you guys like that?" "Damn, you look so hot, lady," someone sighed to a general outcry of cheers and laughter. "Ally!" Dick yelled out. "Ally, Ally, Ally!" The rest of the guys took up the cheer, chanting her name before bursting to laughter and cat calls. "OK, ok," Ally laughed. "Wow, guys. That was, by far, the craziest thing I have ever done. Thank you." The guys cheered again. "Now," Ally shouted over them. "I really need to get a shower. Like, desperately." "Boo," someone shouted. "Fuck off," Ally laughed. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," A couple of the guys started chanting. "Shower!" Ally barked. "Alone!" "You heard the lady," a voice cut through the crowd. "Let her wash up." Someone shouldered his way through the crowd of guys around her. Tom, Dick's friend from what seemed like ages ago, stood over Ally. He held out his hand and gently helped her to her feet. "Finally, a gentleman," Ally smiled though a mask of drying semen. "Now, fuck off you animals," Tom said firmly. Laughing and slapping each other on the back, the guys began to filter away. A few lingered long enough to offer Ally a thank you, praise her beauty or her cock-sucking skills or some combination of the three. Finally, Ally was alone in the bathroom with Tom. "I'll make sure no one bothers you," he offered. "Do you need anything?" "Thank you," Ally said softly. "A clean towel and some shampoo would be nice." "I'll get you some," Tom nodded, turning to go. Tentatively, Ally reached out and touched him arm. God, she thought, this guy just watched me suck off practically his entire dorm floor. I'm naked and covered in cum, some of it his. Why do I suddenly feel shy around him? "Thank you," was all she could say. Tom smiled. One Debauched Weekend Ch. 04 Ally lay on the dorm bed, drifting blissfully in half sleep. Her body ached with a pleasant soreness that called to mind the past days. A serene smile bloomed on her face and she felt like laughing. What had started as a simple Friday night date had turned into the most debauched weekend of her life. After spending the whole of Saturday in her date's dorm room fucking and sucking him and his roommate, to say nothing of eating out the pizza delivery girl, she had finally made a naked dash for the showers of the men's-only dorm floor. That hadn't quite worked as planned. Instead of cleaning up, she had gotten considerably messier after sucking off probably every guy on the floor. After finally washing the cum of something like nine guys off her already well-fucked body, Ally had wrapped herself in a towel and sauntered out into the dorm floor's common area. Sure enough, several of the guys were still hanging around, watching TV. Her arrival, barely covered in a thin towel, had been met with cheers and wolf whistles just as she had hoped. She'd curled up on a couch next to Tom, a junior who had the distinction of being the most chivalrous gentleman she's ever met during group sex. Not that Ally had a lot of experience with getting gang-banged. Really, there had only been the one other time at that party. Well, two times if you counted the business in the bathroom afterward as a separate event. Still, Tom had been nice, had gotten her some soap, shampoo and the towel she was wearing and had made sure the other guys left her alone while she cleaned up. He'd even smiled a little shyly at her, while looking at her eyes at least more often than he tried to catch a peek under the towel. Really, Ally remembered thinking, they'd all seen her naked, had their dicks in her mouth and covered her in semen not more than twenty minutes before, but they still tried to peek at her tits. The conversation had inevitably turned to the subject of sex, and ultimately to who was going to get to fuck Ally first, in which order and where. .... "I think that really is for me to decide," Ally declared, then smiled at Tom. "What do you think." "It is absolutely your decision," Tom had replied, to which Ally laughed. "No, dummy," she threw back at him. "Do you want to..." Suddenly, Ally felt absurdly shy. While the other guys either cheered Tom on or booed being passed over, Ally looked nervously at her gallant gentleman. The ridiculousness of being nervous about propositioning a guy after gang blowing him and all his dorm mates oddly didn't help. Ally realized she was blushing. Tom smiled, and through her nervousness she failed to notice his. "I think," he said carefully, "that you gave so much pleasure, it's time you got some for yourself, and I would love to return that favor for you." "Mmm," Ally sighed. "I like the sound of that." "Shall we got to my room?" Tom asked, rising and holding out his hand to help her up. "Dude," one of the other guys broke in. "We want some too." "At least let us see the show," another laughed. Ally felt a wicked smile spread once more across her face. Through the whole weekend, she had been imagining what her Women's Studies group would think of her antics. In her imagination, the most rigid had long since given up on her and stormed off. Others she imagined watching her with mingled horror and lust. Right now, she imagined the most daring to be cheering her on. The simple truth was, crazy as this weekend had been, Ally was having too much fun to be quite ready to be done. Still she gave Tom a questioning look, trying to ask without words what he thought. He looked down at her, and shrugged slightly. "What does the lady want?" Tom asked with a small grin. "The lady thinks you're not the only one who needs to be returning some favors," Ally said in her best sultry voice, looking past him at the other guys. Then she added, softly to just Tom, "but you're first." Tom smiled, nodding slowly. His eyes searched hungrily over her body, then he knelt down in front of her. While the other guys hooted and cheered, he reached out and slowly unwrapped the towel, revealing Ally's full, naked breasts, fair skin and bare pussy to his gaze. Ally flushed under the intensity of his stare. Tom reached out, his fingers brushing along her arms, and she shivered. He lowered his head. His lips brushed against her collar-bone, then slowly trailed kisses down her chest. The other guys shouted cat-calls and urged Tom to get down to business, but he ignored them. His teasing kisses continues to trail down between her breast and across her belly. Ally moaned and sighed as his lips burned over her skin, down her belly and then back up again. Finally, he brushed a kiss across her nipple and she jumped at the shock of it. His warm mouth encircled her breast, and she moaned. Slowly, Tom kissed his way across to her other breast, then back down her belly. This time he didn't stop, but continued downward, kissing across her hips and over her thighs. Ally spread her legs, feeling the heat of him against her wet folds long before his mouth finally moved close. Even as Tom teased her with kisses up her thighs, she felt new kisses across her shoulder and collar bone. One of the other guys trailed soft kisses down her chest. A different set of hands yet caressed her other arm, her side and finally brushed her breast. She moaned, closing her eyes and reveling in the sensations. Tom's kisses drew closer and closer, until finally his tongue teased open her wet folds. Ally cried out raggedly, arching her back to thrust her hips against his teasing face. With a chuckle she felt more than heard, Tom's teasing suddenly became passionate licking and sucking. Two other mouths started sucking on her breasts while hands stoked her arms, her legs and her hair. Ally lost herself to the sensations. Hands and fingers, lips and tongues, teasing and caressing, licking and sucking at the most sensitive places. She floated in a haze of pleasure. At some point, her own fingers wrapped themselves around hard, naked shafts of flesh, and even that was only another pleasurable sensation among many. Moans, gasps and wild cries escaped her lips. Her hips bucked and her back arched, pressing her body against the many men pleasing her, urging them on. She felt the hard, wet tip of a dick press against her lips. Smiling, she looked up and recognized Paul, the guy who she had actually come here with (and cum with several times) originally. He grinned down at her as he pushed his shaft against her face. A particularly wonderful feeling sparked by Tom's pleasing tongue caused her to moan, and Paul's tip slipped between her parted lips. Ally sighed against it and sucked, her moans now muffled. Hands and lips and tongues and cocks all worked together to drive her mad with sensations. The pleasuring coiled and grew within her until it finally burst out. Her body spasmed as the most intense orgasm she had ever felt obliterated thought and feeling in an overwhelming surge. Paul's dick dropped from her lips as she cried out, and hands fell away. The mouths on her breasts and, more importantly, Tom's mouth on her pussy refused to release however. Even as the spasms of her orgasm faded, another built to replace it, causing her to shake and quiver with renewed pleasure. "Stop," Ally gasped. "Stop. Oh God, fuck me. Tom, fuck me now. I want you inside me." Tom rocked back on his hips, smiling up at her. "You like?" he asked with a teasing grin, wiping her juices from his face. "You bastard," Ally laughed. "You're wonderful but if you don't fuck me right now, I'll get someone else to do it." Several of the other guys quickly volunteered, even as Tom, smiling, opened his jeans. Ally sighed and lay back on the couch as Tom moved over her. She gasped as his long, narrow shaft slipped easily into her well-lubricated pussy. Slowly at first, he started to move in her. Ally moaned as his hard dick filled her, sliding deep and touching her in just the right places inside with every thrust. Ally closed her eyes and arched her back, thrusting up to meet him. She reveled in the feeling of Tom's dick inside her, the weight of him poised over her as he thrust. The other guys in the room cheered and urged Tom on. Ally heard them calling her a slut and telling him to fuck her hard, to pound her pussy, to use her. Opening her eyes, she looked up at the man on top of her and was surprised to see him smiling down at her. Tom seemed oblivious to the jeers and cat calls of his dorm mates. His eyes were fixed on her face, watching her reactions as he thrust into her. Ally closed her eyes again and moaned. Pleasure grew and crested in her. Ally felt Tom's thrusts growing faster, more urgent. His breath become ragged as he drove into her, thrusting deep inside. "Ally, I'm going to cum," he moaned, slowing and starting to pull back, to withdraw. "Don't go," Ally wrapped her legs around his, panting. "It's ok. You can... cum inside me. I want you to. I want... to feel you cum." Tom's only response was a wild groan. He thrust hard into her once, twice and three times more, then stiffened. Ally felt him surge deep inside, the rush of his semen flooding her well-fucked pussy. Ally moaned in joy. "Thank you," Tom whispered, smiling down at her. "You were wonderful," Ally grinned up at him. Shuddering, Tom withdrew. Ally gasped as his shaft slipped from her body. Someone slapped Tom on the back, and Ally became aware of the cheering crowd of guys again. Ally smiled and laughed at her audience. "Can I be next?" Tom's friend Dick asked, grinning. Ally looked around the room at the guys. She saw Paul, her original date, smirking at her. Chuck, Paul's roommate, grinning and cheered with the others. Tom was smiling at her and shrugged. The other guys, guys who she'd sucked off in the bathroom but whose names she still didn't know, hooted and leered. Ally considered, then laughed. "Sure," she said to Dick then, laughing, added to the crowd, "Hot naked chick getting fucked on the couch, step on up." ...... Ally's recollection of events got a little fuzzy after that. She'd ended up on her knees, with Dick thrusting into her from behind, leaning over the back of the couch with Paul's cock in her mouth. Dick had finished, coming inside her only to be replaced by one of the other guys. Paul had stepped aside to be replaced by someone else. A parade of different cocks had offered themselves, entering her mouth or pussy. Semen flooded into her pussy, or was sprayed over her back and ass. Guys came in her mouth, or on her face. At some point, someone ordered pizzas. Ally was only disappointed that the same delivery girl didn't come back. It was a guy this time. She thought the pizza guy fucked her before he left, but she wasn't actually certain since she'd had a dick in her face the whole time. Eventually, she'd had to call an end to the debauchery. Her knees and jaw ached, her pussy was sore and she was starting to feel a little dizzy and nauseous. She remembered standing, naked and covered in cum, finally eating cold pizza and drinking soda (the taste of which did not mingle well with the taste of cum in her mouth), before staggering off for a quick shower and collapsing messily into a bed. But which bed? Looking around the darkened room, she realized that one dorm room looked pretty much like another. The same standard furniture, embellished by posters, books, computers, a mini-fridge and disorderly piles of laundry, pizza boxes and aluminum cans. She was pretty certain, however, that this wasn't Paul's room. She was also aware that she wasn't alone in the bed. A warm, heavy shape lay curled behind her, not quite touching. Edging herself back slightly, she leaned into her bed-mate. Definitely male. Ally grinned. Very firmly male, in fact. Sadly, she realized, this did not narrow the field considerably. With a rush of conflicting emotions, horror and amusement paramount among them, she realized she had literally no idea how many guys she had fucked in the last several hours, much less any notion of all their names. An arm slipped around her, pulling her closer while the hand invariably cupped her breast. Ally gave an involuntary gasp as the firm palm brushed against her sore nipple. "Hi," a groggy male voice said. "Hi," Ally responded timidly, trying to glance over her shoulder. "Oh, sorry," the hand released her breast and the hard shaft scooted away. "Tom?" Ally queried hopefully. He was the only guy from last night she would expect to act so chivalrously. "Yeah?" he replied. "Oh good," Ally sighed. "Huh?" Tom said. He clearly hadn't been quite awake enough to recognize what she had said as a question rather than a lead in to conversation. "This is your room?" Ally asked, rolling enough to look over at him. She was surprised to notice the odd smile spreading unconsciously across her face. "Yeah," he said, sitting up a little. "Sorry, we had to share. You needed a place to crash, and I figured the other guys wouldn't bother you in here if I was here too." "Oh God," Ally groaned, turning away and burying her face in his pillow. "You must think I'm a total whore." "Huh? What?" Tom replied, shaken. "All those guys! God, I'm a such a slut," Ally moaned into the pillow. "You must hate me." "I... no," Tom stammered, clearly taken aback. "I take it this wasn't the way you usually spend your Saturday nights?" "What?!?" Ally started up, glaring at him. "No! I... Oh God." She buried her face in the pillow again. "OK," Tom said, taking a deep breath. "Ally, are you alright?" "I'm a slut," she muttered into the pillow. "I mean...," Tom groped around for words. "I mean, did you want to... to do all that? We didn't..." "No, you didn't rape me," Ally replied firmly. "I did that because I wanted to. I wasn't drunk or drugged or coerced or anything. I fucked an entire dorm of guys of my own free will. I'm a total slut." "Ok," Tom sighed with obvious relief. Ally elbowed him in the gut as hard as she could. "Hey," Tom gasped. "Ally... OK, morning after regrets. I get it. You wanted it then but now you wish you hadn't done it." "Yes... no... I don't know," Ally sighed. "I mean, it was crazy and it was fun. Oh God, it was so much fun... but what you must think of me." Tom was quiet for a long time. Ally groaned and buried her face deeper in the pillow. "I really can't think of any answer that won't get me in trouble," Tom said finally. "You think I'm a slut," Ally muttered. "Ally," Tom said finally. "I want to take you out to breakfast and get know you." "What?" Ally lifted her head a little. "I don't know anything about you," Tom said. "but I want to. Not because you're an incredibly beautiful, hot, sexy, crazy and amazing woman... well, not just because of that. I think, somewhere in that whole insane, wild night, I got the idea that you might be a really interesting person who I would like to know better. "I mean," he laughed, "maybe we've got nothing in common and this is just my dick trying to trick my brain into not letting a hot piece of ass out of reach... but my brain thinks you're more than just a hot piece of ass and would like to find out. "So no," Tom said at last. "I don't think you're a slut." "You're asking me out?" Ally asked, shocked. "Yeah," Tom laughed. "Yeah, I am asking you out... for breakfast." "OK," Ally smiled. "Now?" Tom asked. "No," Ally replied, cuddling closer to him. "I'm not ready to get up yet." "OK," Tom wrapped his arm around her again. He was carefully not putting his hand on her breast this time, she noticed. She grinned and pressed back against him, feeling his hardness. She wiggled her but against his shaft. "Looks like you're already up," she laughed. "It always does that in the morning," Tom muttered. "Sorry." "After last night, I'm pretty sore," Ally said softly. "It's ok, you don't have to..." Tom said quickly. "I want to," Ally replied. Her hand slipped behind her, pulling his length from his boxers. "Just be gentle." Tom groaned as she pulled him against her. His hard tip pressed between her legs. His hand shifted to squeeze her breast. Ally gasped again as he brushed he sore nipple. Tom froze. "It's ok," she whispered. "Please, it's ok." She rocked back against him, feeling her sore folds brush along his tip. She winced quietly, slowly moving against him. He groaned and rocked back against her. His tip pushed into her and she turned her gasp into a moan. "Gently," she sighed as he started to move inside her. His long, narrow shaft moved slowly, thrusting gently into her body. She sighed and moaned as she felt him moving in her, filling her up. As his hands caressed her and his shaft thrust into her, Ally felt her aches and soreness blending almost seamlessly with the pleasure of his touch. Everything blurred into a single, warm glow of feeling that filled her up. She sighed, leaning back against him, pressing her body against his. Tom's thrusts quickened. Ally moaned, pushing back against him. "Ally," Tom gasped. "Yes," Ally sighed. "Cum for me, Tom." He gave a final thrust and surged inside her. When he finished, Ally lay back against him, feeling content. "Wow," Tom sighed. "Yeah," Ally agreed. Slowly, he grew soft and slipped from her body. "I guess we should get up," Tom said at last. "Yes," Ally agreed. "You owe me breakfast." "Yeah," Tom said. Then he added, "Of course, we need to find your clothes first." Ally laughed.