The girls help him home

The next 10 to 15 minutes was all a blur for Mark who woke up from his **** state to be surrounded by members of the group. Without really realising, he was helped up once by the group once he was awake and led to one of the side couches of the room.

The next thing he could remember was being led outside by Miranda and Ali before hopping into the back seat of a cab with the two girls.

Both were nice enough to miss out on the rest of the fun that night so they could look after Mark.

“I’m... I’m, I’m a fine... you go back... don’t let me ruin your fun,” he mumbled, still just trying to keep his eyes open.

“It’s cool Mark, we’d much rather just make sure that you get home safely,” replied Ali.

Mark could feel the hands of both girls on either side of his arms. Just their slightest touch was lovely, even if they were doing it just to stop him from leaning all the way forward.

Miranda paid the cab as it pulled up in the campus main car park. “Come on silly, let’s get you home.”

They helped the stumbling Mark to his feet from the vehicle and both linked into each arm so he could walk straight.

Arriving back at East Hall, they led him upstairs to his dorm room. “You got your key on you Mark?”

In response, he started patting himself down, looking for his key. “Oops.”

The girls both sighed, “you forgot it didn’t you?” asked Ali.

“There’s no point waiting for his roommate to get back, we might as well let him just sleep in one of our rooms,” said Miranda as she figured out it was the only reasonable option since the rest of the group might not be back for hours.

If Mark was a little more sober, he would have been wrapped with this news. Sharing a room with either one of these sexy college girls is a dream.

“It’s going to have to be your dorm, Sarah’s in my room right now with some senior guy,” said Ali.

“Alright that’s fine, I’ll give my roommate a call and see if she can say elsewhere tonight.”

So it was settled, Mark would be sleeping in Miranda’s room.

The girls once again helped the very unstable Mark back to Miranda’s dorm. Once inside, they directed him to her roommate’s bed which he appreciatively laid his head on the pillow.

“Should we at least making him a little more comfortable?” asked Ali, watching him pass out asleep almost immediately.

“What do you mean, like tuck him in?”

“Well yeah but, take some of his clothes off, nobody should sleep in jeans, that’s so uncomfortable.”

Miranda nodded, “I guess so, you get his pants and shoes then, I’ll unbutton his shirt.”

The girls began to undress Mark, Ali tugged as his jeans, they were still very tightly wrapped around his skinny legs. The shirt was a little tougher to take off, Miranda settled at just undoing the buttons, getting his arms out of the sleeve would be just too tough.

“You want one last drink? I’ve got a bottle of wine that needs to be finished off,” asked Miranda leaving the side of the bed to grab out a wine bottle and some glasses.

“Yeah sure, can’t exactly go home right now anyway, thanks Miranda.”

The girls clinked their glasses together as an act of cheers before taking a mouthful each.

“I’ve got to ask, how many nights do you end up stuck outside your dorm room cause your roommate is rooting someone?”

Ali took a deeper sip before answering that, “Way too often, trust me, Sarah has only got more sluttier the longer we’ve been here.”

“You know, if you want, maybe we can look at doing a little swap. My roommate’s barely here, she’s always out partying in the city til god knows when or half the time she’s out staying the night at a friend’s dorm. So if you ever want to do a little swap, just let me know hun.”

Ali smiled, she really appreciated the offer, it would make life a lot easier.

“That would be great, I would need to talk it through with Sarah at first at least, just before I make any decisions,” she replied back.

“Yeah absolutely, just keep me updated girl.”

They finished their drinks and continued chatting for a while before Miranda said she might as well stay here the night. Not wanting to steal room from Miranda, Ali said she would jump in the bed with Mark and share the room there.

“You got a t-shirt I could borrow or something,” Ali asked while peeling off her current clothes.

Miranda chucked her a plain red University sweatshirt to chuck over the top of her exposed breasts. Getting ready for bed herself, Miranda whipped off her own black top followed by her bra freeing those magnificent melons.

“My god girl,” said Ali looking over at Miranda topless, wearing nothing but a pair of white panties, “I knew they were big but Jesus Christ, they are huge, I can’t remember ever seeing tits as good as those.”

“Oh stop you! I hear enough of that from the guys here,” she laughed, covering her exposed breasts with her two hands.

“This will be a weird request but do you mind if I feel them?” Ali asked curiously.

Miranda laughed again, “Sure hun, cop a feel.”

The blonde moved her hands away and put them out to the side so Ali had clear access to squeeze.

Ali moved in to give them a good light squeeze. Her hands treated her boobs very delicately unlike what many guys would do when they got a chance to play with them. They were nice plush, round, mountains that hanged off her chest. Ali lightly grazed her light brown nipples as she softly squeezed her breasts. Her areola was the perfect size, her nipples big but not too big.

“Aww god damn, why couldn’t I be born with these,” said Ali, admiring those beauties.

“Oh come on Ali, yours might not be as big but I’m sure they feel just as nice. Here, let me have a feel.”

Miranda helped push up the college sweat shirt she had given her so she could return the favour and feel up Ali. It was true, Ali’s certainly weren’t anywhere near the size of Miranda’s but they were just as nice.

They were decently sized, they sat proudly on her chest pushing out towards Miranda, giving her clear access. “See, I knew it, these feel amazing and my god your nipples girls, I can imagine that every guy just begs you to suck on these,” said Miranda, feeling her boobs up and running a finger over her large nipples.

All the while, Mark laid **** on the bed, completely unaware of the very sexual scene in front of him. The girls while feeling each other suddenly stopped when they heard a light snore come from the bed.

They both looked at each other and laughed before releasing each other’s breasts and returning to dress for bed.

Ali climbed into Mark’s bed, wrapping the covers over the two of them. The **** may have got him in this position but it may have also cost him from one hell of a show.