Chapter 6
Christmas Break
The decorations were all over the dormitory; garland hanging from the hallway roofs, a big tree over in the corner of the lobby, pictures of Santa and elves hanging on the walls. It was Christmas time at Jameson University.
As Dawson and Alison walked down towards their room, the hallways seemed almost as busy as the first day of school, except that this time they were all packing instead of unpacking, preparing to go home for the Christmas break.
"It's going to be weird being home now I think," Dawson pondered as they reached their own dorm room and went inside.
"Very. It'll be... less hectic? Or something," Alison said as she plumped down on her bed, "But anyways, you'll have to tell me if it was. I think I'm actually going to stay here over the break."
"What? You're not going home?" Dawson turned around as she was getting ready to pack.
"No, my parents are going to my one aunt's who I HATE, so I told them I had too much to do here," Alison lied. The real reason she was staying behind was because Lana was also.
"You sure you're going to be okay alone? I'm sure my family wouldn't mind if you wanted to come out," Dawson offered.
"You're sweet," Alison smiled her bright, flashy smile, "But I'm fine, don't worry."
"Well, alright," Dawson went back to packing.
"You know what? If you're leaving tomorrow morning, then this is going to be our last night as roommates," Alison pointed out, "Next semester we get our own rooms in the house."
"Yeah, you're right," Dawson turned back around, "Weird. I know we'll be just down the hall now, but I'm still gonna miss you!"
"Me too!" Alison put her hand on her chest, almost welling up. They both embraced in a hug, half laughing, half crying.
That night as they were in bed, Dawson heard that had become a semi-regular noise in the middle of the night; Alison masturbating. She listened to Alison's soft, sultry moaning as she tried to pretend she was still sleeping.
Sometimes when she would hear Alison in the other bed, Dawson would very quietly finger herself as well, though remaining very quiet so that Alison wouldn't hear. That's what she did this time too. She reached down into her pajama pants and began stroking her clit with her middle finger.
As Dawson slowly massaged her button, listening to Alison's sounds of pleasure, she thought about how they would be in different rooms after this night. Something in that thought made Dawson not care anymore about staying quiet. She rolled over from her side onto her back and began rubbing herself a little faster.
Alison was also lying on her back with her hips arched up, jilling herself silly underneath her blankets. Dawson copied this motion, letting her own moans gradually increase. Soon they were both moaning in ecstasy together, rubbing their fingers rapidly over their pussies.
Now they both increased their volume, moaning and grunting. They both knew now that the other was with them, so they didn't worry about being quiet any longer.
"Oh yes!" Alison moaned while Dawson on the other bed was grunting as she built herself up.
As Dawson fingered herself she thought about the night before, the first time she had had sex since the summer and how good it felt. Alison on the other side of the room was thinking about Lana and that first kiss they finally shared. As both their thoughts drifted elsewhere, they masturbated together. Alison reached her climax and cried out with pleasure. Hearing Alison scream like this sent Dawson over the edge and she was soon orgasming as well, crying out in pleasure.
"Yes, oh yes!"
"Oh yeah!!!!"
As they came down from their climaxes, they looked at each other panting.
"Well, goodnight Dawson," Alison said casually, "Have a good Christmas!
* * *
That next morning the campus was in a big bustle as the majority of the students were packing up and heading off back home for the break. The same was happening on a smaller scale in the Sigma sorority house as the girls packed their suitcases in each of the seven occupied rooms.
Brandi called the third year girls into her room for a short meeting. She had just gotten out of the shower and was still wearing her towel around her bust, her black hair stringy and dripping wet. Raven, Nikki, and Kate all came in to see what she wanted.
"Hey girls, listen. It's been a Sigma Delta tradition over the years for the head girl to get presents for the upper year sisters," Brandi told them as the four of them all sat around her bed, "Last year I got one from Allie, and this year I'm giving some to you."
"Brandi you didn't have to," Raven shook her head.
"Of course I do! And I know you'll all like them."
Brandi handed them each a shoebox wrapped in pink paper. As they opened it up they each found inside a ribbed, glass dildo, each a different colour. Raven's was purple, similar to the tint in her hair; Nikki's was orange, an emphasis on her own hair colour; and Kate's was green, reflecting her eyes.
"Brandi, are these Pleasure Boys?" Raven asked in awe. Pleasure Boys were one of the top of the line dildos and very expensive.
"Yep," she answered with a wicked smile, "And trust me, they're fantastic. You'll enjoy them."
"I never understood why these are so expensive," Kate said skeptically, inspecting hers at eye level.
"You'll find out," Brandi hinted, "Anyways, Merry Christmas girls."
* * *
The girls all hugged goodbye as they separated to either take off to the train station or the airport. Faith gave everyone an extra hug goodbye as she was actually flying back home to England for the first time since she came overseas.
"This must be exciting for you, going back home for Christmas," Dawson said.
"It would be," Faith said with a blush, "But not as much now."
Dawson understood what she meant. Faith had just met an amazing guy at the end of term party on Friday, and now she had to leave him for two weeks. She gave Faith a sympathizing smile and hugged her goodbye.
Dawson, Anne, Raven and Brandi all went to the train station together, as they all lived within close distance to Jameson University, while the other girls were flying distance. They said their goodbyes as they each caught different trains back home.
* * *
The snow was falling during her train ride. Dawson watched the flakes falling beyond the window, relieved that it was finally snowing. It just wasn't Christmas without snow.
As she arrived home, the ground was covered in white. She approached her red-and-green lighted house and smelled the scent of a homemade fire inside. She walked in to be warmly welcomed by her family who rushed to hug her. Her mother and father were both there, as was her older sister Erica.
Erica was six years older than Dawson. She had a mature look mixed with a stunningly youthful beauty. She was curvy with full hips and a large rack. Her soft brown hair fell down to her perfectly rounded tits, and her soft round cheeks, full lips, and shining blue eyes highlighted her face. She looked very much like an older Dawson.
The inside of the house definitely had the atmosphere of Christmas. The fire was burning, the tree was up, and there were decorations all around the walls and doorways. Dawson couldn't help but smile as she was greeted by her parents.
"Mom, dad!"
"Hey, look at our college student!" her mom awed as she scooped her up.
