IN THE DORM
by V.P. Viddler
1
Judy had always been a respectable girl, fairly modest and
not at all forward. Not that she was a virgin or anything, but
hardly what anybody would call promiscuous. So how was it that
she was now being taken by three boys at once, while a fourth was
standing over them and whipping her naked back with his belt?
It had started out as a typical fraternity bull session in
the dormitory. It was Judy and Martin and Tom and Bill and
Howard, sitting around doing nothing. Howard was bored.
"This is boring," Howard said. "Let's do something."
"No," Martin said. "Let's not."
"Howard's right," Tom said. "What we want is a good orgy or
something."
"Right, an orgy," Martin said. "How about it, Judy? Want to
orgy with us?"
"No thanks," Judy said.
"Party pooper," Martin said.
"Sorry, guys," Judy said. "I'm not the orgy type."
"How about playing post office?" Tom said. "Or strip poker?
That sounds like fun."
"No, thanks, anyway," Judy said.
"Damn," Tom said. "And I'm horny too. Right now you look
pretty good to me, Judy."
"Gosh, thanks," Judy said.
"I'm not kidding," Tom said. "I'd love to do it with you.
How about it?"
"Come on, guys," Judy said.
"You do have a nice bod, Jud," Howard said. "Can't blame a
guy for thinking about it."
"What is this all of a sudden?" Judy said, smiling. "Look,
why don't we go to a movie or something?"
"Nice mouth, too," Tom said.
"Terrific mouth," Martin said. "Gives a guy lots of ideas."
"Martin!"
"What? Don't you like sucking cock, Judy? You ever do it?"
"That's enough!" Judy said. "Just cut it now, okay?"
"I just want to say," Martin said, "that I'd love to have
you on your knees in front of me. With that mouth--"
"Damn it!" Judy said. "Stop it right now! Okay?"
"But it's so exciting," Howard said. "I want to see it. I'd
love to see it. Wouldn't you, Bill?"
"I'm hard," Bill said.
"Look," Judy said. "If you guys don't shut up I'm going to
leave, okay?"
"You don't want to do that, Judy," Martin said. "I think you
want to suck Bill's cock. While all of us watch you."
"I think you want a slap in the face," Judy said. Not
moving.
And then Martin said, "We could make you do it."
There was absolute silence in the room.
"What?" Judy said.
"I said we could make you do it," Martin said. "There's four
of us and only one of you. Four guys and one girl. We could make
you suck Bill's cock. We could make you suck all our cocks.
Couldn't we?"
"Sure," Judy said. "And I could have you all put in jail,
too."
"You wouldn't do that," Martin said.
"Why wouldn't I do that, Martin?"
"Because you want it," Martin said. "Don't you, Judy?"
"Martin, I think you better leave," Judy said.
"Okay." Martin got up, but instead of moving to the door he
stopped in back of Judy's chair and swiftly and suddenly caught
hold of her pony tail with his right hand, pulling it backwards
and downwards so that Judy's head was pulled back, her neck
straining, her mouth opening and emitting a startled cry of pain
at the cruel pull of her hair. Martin twisted the hair in his
hand, increasing that pain.
"Aahh!" Judy cried. "Stop! What are you-- Don't! Aahh!"
Martin didn't let go, but twisted some more. Judy's face was
a mask of pain.
"Stop! Please!" Judy was twisting in her chair, and trying
ineffectually to hit back at Martin, but her position in the
chair did not allow her hands to reach him.
Bill, Tom and Howard watched with various degrees of
surprise and wonder, but they watched.
"Judy," Martin said, still twisting her hair.
"Oh don't," Judy said. "Stop. Please. Oh god, please--"
"Judy," Martin said. "Go down on your knees."
"What?" Judy said.
"Jesus," Howard said.
"Shut up, Howard," Tom said.
Bill said nothing.
"Go on, Judy," Martin said, his hand in her hair. "Go down
on your knees. On the floor. Go on."
"No," Judy said.
Martin twisted harder.
"Aaahh! Don't!" Judy said.
"We want you to go down on your knees, Judy," Martin said.
"And you want to also. Don't you?"
"No!" Judy said.
"Yes, you do," Martin said. "Do it, Judy. Do it for us.
Kneel down on the floor. Go on."
For a long moment there was silence except for Judy's loud
rapid gasps. Nobody said anything. Martin still held Judy's hair.
And then, without looking at anybody, slowly, gradually, Judy
began to slide forward in the chair. Martin still held on, but
his hand moved with her. Judy slid to the edge of the chair and
hesitated. Martin waited. As did they all. And Judy with a sound
like a gasping sigh slid off the chair and sank down to her knees
on the floor.
"That's the girl, Judy," Martin said, his hand in her hair
holding her head up. "I knew you wanted to do that. And now you
want to suck Bill's cock, isn't that right, Judy?"
Howard gasped.
"I--No," Judy said in a quivering voice. "No."
"Bill," Martin said. "Get over here. Sit in this chair,
right in front of Judy. Judy wants to suck your cock while we all
watch her."
"No," Judy said softly. "No, I don't. Please."
Bill was now sitting in front of Judy. Martin now twisted
Judy's hair. Judy cried out in pain. Martin said, "You want to do
it, Judy. You know it. I know it. We all know it. We're all
watching, Judy. Do it. Do it, Judy. Unzip Bill's pants and bring
out his cock and put that pretty mouth on it and suck him off. Do
it."
Judy was panting and her body was shaking. Martin's hand was
still in her hair, but not as tightly; it held on but allowed
room to move. They all watched, rigid with anticipation and
suspense.
And slowly, Judy's hands started to move. Looking at nobody,
Judy slowly unzipped Bill's pants. And tremblingly brought out
his cock. And then Judy drew a long, deep, shuddering breath.
"Oh god," Judy said, now looking swiftly around at them all.
"Oh dear god."
And then Judy bowed her head and opened her mouth and put it
around Bill's penis. Bill gasped. And then Judy's head was moving
up and down, slowly, deliberately, moving up and down with
Martin's hand still in her hair, and Judy was sucking Bill's
cock, kneeling on the floor and sucking his cock as four boys
avidly and astonishedly looked on.
"That's it," Martin was saying. "That's it, Judy. Look at
that, guys. Watch how Judy is doing this. We're all watching you,
Judy. All waiting for our turns."
Judy was moaning now around Bill's cock, moaning and kind of
sobbing, but she didn't stop doing what she was doing.
"How is it, Bill?" Martin said. "Is she good? Is she using
her tongue on you?"
"She's great," Bill said. "She's good. You're damn good,
Judy."
"I thought so," Martin said. "I always thought you'd be a
good cocksucker, Judy. I can't wait for my turn."
Judy moaned again, but didn't stop. Up and down her head
moved, up and down that mouth slid on Bill's cock. Slowly and now
faster. Until Bill said, "I'm going to shoot," and Martin said,
"Do it right in her mouth and let her swallow it. Swallow it all,
Judy, and we'll all watch you."
By now Tom and Howard had moved to sit closer so they could
have a good view of what Judy's mouth was doing. Judy was
whimpering now as Bill's cock was spasming and jerking, and then
Bill shouted out with pleasure as his gism spurted out into
Judy's sucking mouth. Judy, gasping, swallowed. Tom and Howard
and Martin watched avidly. Bill was spurting again and again, and
Judy was swallowing and swallowing, her face flushing wildly as
she did so. Until Bill slid his penis slowly out of her mouth and
sat back panting.
Judy was panting also, and gasping and still kind of
sobbing. But she didn't move. She stayed as she was, on her
knees. Almost imperceptibly Martin took his hand from her hair.
Judy didn't move.
"That was nice, Judy," Martin said. "That was beautiful.
Wasn't it, guys?"
"Damn right," Tom said. Howard said something also.
"And now, Judy, you're going to be fair and do that for all
of us, aren't you?"
Judy caught her breath but said nothing.
"Judy?" Martin said.
"Yes," Judy said softly, breathlessly. "Yes, I'll do it for
all of you. Yes."
"Because you want to, don't you, Judy?" Martin said.
"Yes," Judy said finally. "Yes, I want to. I want to do it
to all of you. While you watch."
"What else would you like to do for us, Judy?" Martin said.
"What?"
"What else, Judy?"
"Nothing," Judy said.
"That's not true, Judy," Martin said. "Is it now?"
"Please," Judy said.
"Tell us, Judy."
"Anything," Judy said in a low voice.
"What's that?" Martin said. "I can't hear you, Judy."
"Anything," Judy said again. "I want to do anything you
want. I want you to make me do it."
"I know you do," Martin said. "That's because you're a slut,
isn't that right, Judy? A dirty filthy slut whore. Am I right?"
"Yes," Judy said.
"Tell us, Judy," Martin said. "Tell us all about it."
Judy started to cry. "I'm a dirty filthy slut whore," Judy
said, sobbing. "I'm a cunt bitch slut and I want to have to do it
for you. Please please please."
"Lie down, Judy," Martin said. "Lie down on the floor."
And Judy did, lying down on her back.
Martin crouched behind her. "Give me your hands, Judy,"
Martin said. "Put them back here and stretch yourself out."
And Judy did.
Martin took her wrists in his hands, pinning them down to
the floor. Judy's clothing was pulled tight over her body,
bringing out her good breasts and hips and thighs.
"Now, Judy," Martin said. "You're going to fuck for me.
Aren't you? All of us. Aren't you?"
"Oh god," Judy said.
"Yes," Martin said. "You're going to fuck us all. Say it,
Judy. Say that to me."
"I'm going to fuck you all," Judy said, her voice straining.
"That's right," Martin said. "You're going to fuck Tom here.
Aren't you, Judy? Say it."
"I'm going to fuck Tom," Judy said, not looking at any of
them.
"And you're going to fuck Howard. Say that."
"I'm going to fuck Howard," Judy said.
"And you're going to fuck me too, isn't that right, Judy?"
"Yes," Judy said. "I'm going to fuck you."
"What about me?" Bill said.
"And you'll fuck Bill, won't you, Judy? Say it."
"I'm going to fuck Bill," Judy said.
"Because you're a fucking slut nympho, isn't that right,
Judy?" Martin said.
"Yes," Judy said, crying. "Yes. That's what I am. Yes."
"Now it's time for us to see your body, Judy," Martin said.
"We've all thought about what you look like naked, Judy. We've
all pictured you without any clothes on. Now we'll find out.
You'd like us to see you naked, wouldn't you, Judy?"
Judy closed her eyes. "Please," she whimpered.
"Say it," Martin said.
"Yes," Judy said.
Martin twisted Judy's wrists. Judy cried out. Martin said,
"I want you to ask the boys to take your clothes off you, Judy. I
want you to ask them nicely, all right?" Twisting her wrists
again.
"Don't," Judy said.
"Judy," Martin said. "We want to see your breasts. May we do
that?"
"Oh," Judy said. "Dear sweet god," Judy said. "Yes."
"Judy," Martin said. "Ask Howard to take your blouse off.
Ask him sweetly. Bet him to do it. Do you understand, Judy?"
"Yes," Judy said.
"Ask him to unbutton your blouse," Martin said. "And ask him
to feel your breasts while he's doing it."
Judy was gasping. Her body was squirming as Martin
manipulated her wrists. "Howard," Judy gasped. "Please--please
unbutton my blouse, Howard. Please."
"God!" Howard said.
"And?" Martin said.
"And please--please feel my breasts," Judy said.
"Do it slowly, Howard," Martin said.
And Howard did. Unbuttoning Judy's blouse from top to
bottom, Touching her breasts, moving his hands over them. And
pulling the blouse apart to show Judy's rising and falling
breasts in a pink brassiere. Judy was panting hard, almost
sobbing.
"All right, Judy," Martin said. "Ask Tom to cut that bra
away."
Judy could hardly speak. "T-Tom," Judy whispered. "Please--
c-cut my brassiere away."
"All right!" Tom said, and grabbing up a scissors from a
table, did just that, cutting the bra apart, cutting it into
strips, and pulling it away from Judy's high round firm stiff-
nippled naked breasts.
"Topless whore," Martin said, and Judy writhed, moaning.
"I want to see your legs," Martin said. "All of them. I want
to look at those luscious curvy thighs that you will be wrapping
around my body as I fuck you, Judy."
Judy couldn't catch her breath.
"Judy," Martin said, "I want you to pull your skirt up. I
want you to pull it up slowly. As all of us watch. I want you to
pull it up all the way, all the way up around your waist, baring
your legs for us, showing us your thighs, all of them. Will you
do that, Judy?"
Judy was squirming and panting. "Yes," Judy said. "Yes I
will. I will, I'll do it, yes, I'll show you my legs, yes, I
will, look at me." And Judy pulled up her skirt. Slowly. Up. All
the way. Slowly. Up over her calves. Up over her knees. Up over
her thighs. Up over her hips. All the way, and lay there with her
legs bare and her panties showing twisting as they looked at her.
"You want to be fucked, don't you, Judy?" Martin said. "Say
it."
"I want to be fucked," Judy said.
"Who would you like to take your panties off?" Martin said.
"Anybody," Judy said, crying. "Anybody pull them off, please
please please."
Tom did.
"Naked whore cunt," Martin said softly, and he kissed her
mouth. "Spread your fucking slut legs for us, Judy."
Judy spread her legs slowly apart.
"Tom," Martin said. "Do it to the bitch."
Judy was crying as Tom lay on top of her and sobbing as he
put his prick inside her and moaning as he fucked her.
"Fuck him back," Martin said, and Judy fucked him back,
arching and twisting and curling her legs around him and moving
to his rhythm.
"What are you doing, Judy?" Martin said.
"I'm--"
"Say it. Say what you're doing."
"I'm fucking," Judy cried. "I'm fucking, I'm fucking, I'm
fucking--fucking--fucking--"
"And you love it, right, Judy? You love it all. Tell us,
Judy. Tell us you love it. Don't you, Judy?"
"Yes. Yes. I love it yes yes I love it I love it yes."
"Tom's going to come in you, Judy. Come with him. Come for
us and we'll watch you. You love it, don't you, you fucking
exhibitionist sick little slut bimbo?"
"Yes!" Judy shouted. "God yes I'm coming yes I'm now coming
arrrrrrrrrrghhhhhh!"
"Passionate masochistic slut," Martin said as Tom got up.
"Turn over, Judy." Twisting Judy's wrists hard so Judy cried out
again. Twisting until she was forced to roll her body over.
Martin had his cock out. "Give me that pretty whore mouth, Judy
baby," Martin said, pushing Judy's head down into his crotch.
"Take me in that mouth and suck me. Suck it slowly and
beautifully, Judy."
Judy, moaning, took his cock into her mouth.
"Okay, Howard," Martin said. "You can use Judy's fine tight
little ass."
Judy tried to say something, to raise her head. Martin
didn't allow it. Judy had to keep sucking him as Howard took her
very painfully in the ass. As Judy involuntarily came, howling
around Martin's cock, Martin shot his gism down her throat.
And then it was an orgy. All night long. Judy accomodating
all four boys with her body, with her mouth and her ass and her
cunt. Two at once. Three at once. Until she was crawling and
coming, coming and crawling, until Martin was standing over her
as she lay above Howard fucking his cock as Tom fucked her ass
and taking Bill in her mouth again, and Martin pulled his belt
off and started whipping Judy with it. Quite hard. Anyplace he
could reach. And Judy was screaming and sucking and fucking and
howling and hurting and coming.
And afterwards sprawling across the floor they all knew that
Judy was theirs any time they wanted her. That Judy was at the
beck and call of any and all. Any way, any time, any place.
"Isn't that right, Judy?" Martin said.
Judy was crying.
"Spread out, Judy," Martin said. "Right now. On your back.
I'll whip your breasts and I'll fuck the shit out of you."
And Judy was moaning and lying back and spreading out. "Look
at me. Look at my body. I'm a slave. I'm a slut. All yours..."
