ZOEY’S FIRST DORM ORGY
(Zoey Insatiable Series #3)
By
Jenevieve DeBeers
SMASHWORDS EDITION
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Copyright 2011 by Jenevieve DeBeers
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Zoey’s First Dorm Orgy
Zoey Delaney let out a gusty puff straight up to fluff her long dark bangs. They were always in her eyes. As she neared her dorm, eyes turned to watch her pass. She saw a lot of interest, too. It helped to perk her up after a long, tedious day of signing up for classes. The college, and the professors, did not make it easy.
She wondered if it was some kind of weeding out test.
“Probably not the best idea to wear five and a half inch stilettos today,” she said, but loving the clacking sound of her heels on concrete. It got the boys’ attention quite nicely. “I’ll know better next time.”
There was very little sitting to rest her weary legs. Maybe it was just her being paranoid, but it seemed like some of the professors forced her to do a lot of unnecessary running around to change her class schedule over and over, just to fit in a class she needed.
Maybe I shouldn’t have worn a sexy school girl outfit, she thought, then grinned wickedly. Her long brown hair was up in pigtails, and her lacy red bra peeked out of the plain white uniform shirt she wore (tied off under her boobs). The school girl pleated plaid skirt was black and white, but very short. She finished off her naughty little outfit with thigh high black fishnets and black stiletto pumps. I guess I could’ve toned it down a little. Just a little.
The male professors seemed to like it, but not so much the females. It was the female professors making her run around so much.
“Hey, Zoey, looking hot, girl.”
Zoey smiled. It was one of the twins she spent her first night with, looking hot in a blue polo, jeans, and cowboy boots. The twins did her right, and often, all night long. She stepped up close, and looked up into his eyes. Blue.
“Hey, Tim,” she said, rising up on her tip toes to kiss him as they hugged. One of his hands cupped her right butt cheek. “Where’s Tom?”
The only way she could tell them apart was eye color. Tom had hazel eyes. Otherwise they were just your average tall, dark, and handsome All-American boys. In duplicate. Oh, and Tim was a butt man, while Tom was a boob man.
“Oh man, Tim, is that your girl?” another young man said, walking up to Tim. He was looking Zoey over with interest. “She’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Zoey’s smile was big. Ever since growing her bangs out at fifteen, everyone said she was so cute. Of course, she wore her hair in pigtails to emphasis the cute factor with her potential professors. Cute was good.
“Hi, Eddie. Yeah, Zoey’s cute as a button,” Tim said, giving her butt a firm squeeze. “But, regretfully, she’s single. No man has roped her in.”
“And nobody will,” she said, wiggling out of his arms. “I’m having too much fun as a wild and crazy single girl.” She gave Eddie a mischievous wink. He was tall, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. Broad shoulders stretched his school t-shirt, and his narrow waist and muscular legs were sheathed in tight jeans; yeah, she was liking what she saw. “I hope we see each other soon.”
“You will,” Tim said. “He’s on our floor in the dorm.”
Zoey and Eddie looked at each other, surprised and pleased. Their eyes locked for a long second, and intense interest burned between them. Zoey was just a little breathless when she broke eye contact.
“Well, that’ll be fun,” she said, and gave them a little wave and headed inside. There may have been a little more wiggle in her walk. A quick look back when she opened the door showed both young men staring at her ass hungrily.
As she passed through the lobby, Zoey checked the cafeteria schedule. It was another thirty minutes before it opened for dinner. She missed lunch. So she went up to her room to wait. An early dinner sounded good, so she could then go and check out the local nightlife.
It might be an early night, though, she thought as her eyes fell on her made bed. Zoey didn’t get much sleep the night before, what with bed hopping between the twins, and it had been a busy, stressful day. She was really starting to feel how stressful it was, too. I just need a little nap.
Zoey all but jumped on the bed. She settled down on her back, smiling up at the ceiling, one foot still on the floor. Glancing at the alarm clock, Twenty-five minutes to dinner time. Then a quick shower, and it’ll be party on the town time.
Her mind turned to what she would wear, and quickly went black.
Banging on the door woke Zoey up. The alarm clock showed it was eight o’clock.
“Dammit, I slept through dinner,” she said, sitting up and blinking. Someone knocked on the door again. “Coming!”
Standing, she staggered. She’d forgotten about the heels. Expecting one of the twins was coming for her, she hurried to the door. It was a perky blonde instead. Very pretty.
“Yes?” Zoey said. “Can I help you?”
“Hi. I’m Buffy,” the blonde said. She actually giggled. “You’re Zoey, right?”
“Yes.” Zoey noticed a lot of people in the hallway, all heading away from her. “Is this a fire drill or something?”
“Or something,” Buffy said. “We’re having a meet and greet in the study lounge.”
“Oh, cool,” Zoey said. “Let me grab my key and I’ll be right down.”
Grabbing her key entailed fixing her face and hair, smoothing out her outfit, and putting said key on an elastic band to slip around her wrist. Since she wasn’t leaving the floor, she wouldn’t take her purse.