Tommy's scheming friend (alternate)

"I can't believe it, she was right about everything," Tommy blubbered as he took another photo "Portia, I guess you can come in now. I've got plenty of photos."

The closet door opened up and out walked Tommy's friend Portia Sabatini , the latter-day love child of Niccolò Machiavelli and Lucrezia Borgia. An Italian hottie, easily physical equal of any of the other women in the room and despite her cold and calculating ways, someone with Tommy's best interests closer to her heart than his teachers or even his mother. She walked across the room, shaking her head and smirking evilly at the wanton decadence.

"I don't enjoy being right," she lied "But I told you Maria and your roommate were both sluts, and your mother was practically broadcasting her fantasies when your parents were helping you move. Little Miss Mandy's attendance, that was a surprise treat!"

The orgy participants exploded, shouting at Portia and each other in confusion as the raven-haired Italian wrapped her arms around Tommy.

"Why don't you go in the next room and take a seat sweetie? I'm going to have a talk with this gaggle of randy whores."

Tommy nodded weakly and did as she asked, closing the door behind him. Portia let the others scream for a few moments longer before silencing them with a hearty "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

The next thing that happened was certainly a surprise to everyone in the room. With one quick motion, Portia grabbed at low neckline of her very expensive one of a kind designer Italian dress and roughly tore it straight down to its bottom near her mid-thigh. What remained of the dress she simply shrugged off displaying her heavenly 39DD-24-35 5’3” frame with her fancy lace thong which was visibly wet and her 6” platform stilettos.

Tyrone, who still had his throbbing erection embedded in the spicy Latina Maria, had his mouth begin to water at site of Portia’s perfect round breasts. Her hard nipples stuck out nearly an inch from large areolas. With a loud groan, he unleashed a torrent of potent baby batter into Maria’s womb which was brought on by the site of the Italian beauty in front of him. Portia and Tyrone’s eyes were locked on each other as the jock removed his gleaming still erect cock from the Latin hottie and effortlessly tossed her on the bed next to his three other sluts. He knew what was coming next.

Portia sexily walked over near the bed and, amazingly all at the same time, bent over pulling her soaked thong off tossing it at Darlene and assumed the position. Her elbows were now resting on the edge of the bed while her delicate hands held up her beautiful face. She then looked in the direction of the black sex god and said in a rousingly sexy but quiet tone, “Tyrone, I want you to fuck me harder than you have ever fucked anyone in your entire life.”

Not wasting any time, the black jock took his spot behind the voluptuous Italian babe, slapping her perfect round ass, and began lining up his enormous rigid dick with her tight slit.

Darlene, Maria, Mandy, and Candy sat still on the bed with their mouths agape, their nipples rock hard, and their pussies dripping. At first they thought Portia was going to lay down the law but instead she wanted Ty’s massive black cock just as much as them and her plan wasn’t done yet. As Tyrone began rubbing his cock head up and down her juicy pussy, the Italian mafia princess locked eyes with Maria and after a loud moan said, “Bring your taco over here for me to get a taste of. I want you to do the same to our boy Tommy’s mom, while she does it to Mandy who will do it to Candy!” All of them enthusiastically moved into position and within seconds were furiously getting fingered in both their ass and pussy with their clits nibbled and licked by a long limber tongue all while they did the same to another. Well, except for Candy who wailed so loud the windows shook and everyone on campus could hear it. Tyrone, at this point, had worked his entire long hard cock to the balls into Portia and was now violently slamming into her which was in turn noisily slamming the large king size bed into the wall. The loud slapping of their bodies meeting matched the volume of Candy’s screaming.

Ironically the only one who seemed to remember Tommy at this point was his big black roommate who thought to himself, “I wonder why that wussy prick hasn’t come back in yet with all this noise we are making!”

Meanwhile, out in the living room, Tommy was in a deep slumber. When he came out of the room earlier, he was so worked up he needed a drink. What he didn’t know was the glass of water sitting on the counter was one that Portia had deviously spiked with heavy duty sleeping meds and set out for him.

How long does the orgy go on and does it continue to grow in size? Will Tommy ever wake up and if so, what will shake him from his slumber?