The Three Tests

Prologue

Charlotte was out of Alex's league and he knew it. His fingers tapped the table in the dimly lit restaurant as he waited for her to arrive. He'd researched about a hundred different restaurants in their university town for the perfect place to spend their six-month anniversary. It was the sort of place where the wait staff were rude to you and you paid extra for the privilege, especially on a Friday night. He hoped it would be up to Charlotte's standard.

She glided in seconds before the time they'd set to meet, flashing a smile at the maître d' as she made her way toward Alex's table. Her golden brown hair bounced around her face, framing those piercing blue eyes that seemed to cut into Alex's soul from the moment they first met. An asymmetric black dress clung to her curves. One of her shapely legs was exposed up to her thigh, while on the other side the dress was held together with ladder of strings offering a tantalising glance of her lightly tanned skin up to the neckline. Alex found himself staring at her ample chest and the gaps in her dress next to it looking for signs of her underwear before she sat down opposite him.

"I'm sorry, have you been waiting for me long?"

"No, no, I only just got here" Alex lied nervously. He'd got there half an hour early to triple check the booking.

"Wow, a seven course tasting menu! I hope we can get through it quickly, I'm meeting up with Jess and Rachel in half an hour for a quick shopping trip." Alex's mind went haywire. Half an hour! Maybe he could talk to the waiter. Could they bring the first three courses at once? Why would she arrange to meet up with her best friends on today of all... her wry smile stopped him in his tracks.

"Alex. Shopping? All the shops are closed at this time for a start." She let out a gentle laugh. "Just relax, I really appreciate you organising this dinner - the menu looks divine. And you're looking very handsome in that shirt. Babe, I'm yours for the whole evening".

Seven courses later, Charlotte was staring at him in that way that stripped back his layers, made his heart swell, made him want to be a better man. "I've really enjoyed the last six months together, Alex. You're kind, caring and incredibly compassionate. I can see this relationship going somewhere, and I think you feel the same way."

"Yeah of course. I mean, it's been the best six months of my life. You're smart, you make me laugh and it doesn't hurt that you're incredibly hot."

She brushed the compliment off with a giggle, but then her face became more serious. "Ok great. In that case there's something I need you to do. There's this... tradition, let's say. A test. It will prove to me beyond any doubt that we can be a perfect partnership, that our relationship is destined for the long haul."

"Wow ok. Sure, what do you need me to do?"

"You'll learn more as we go, but the test is in three parts, performed over a week, starting tomorrow. First is a test of self control: you must show that, when necessary, you can put your desires to one side for the good of our relationship. Second is a test of service: I need to know you can adequately cater to my needs. And finally, a test of trust: you must show you have absolute trust in me. The last test is the most important and you will likely find it the most challenging."

Alex's life had been transformed since they'd started dating. He'd opened up to her about things that he'd never told anyone else. He could hardly see how something testing his trust would be a challenge.

"So you said it's a tradition? From where?"

"All the couples in my family went through this and you've seen how strong they are together. They simply wouldn't allow me to be with someone who couldn't pass it. I've had ex-boyfriends try and fail. Alex, this process will be hard on you at times. You need to know that you can drop out at any point and there will be no hard feelings between us. But if you do choose to persist till the end, I know we will be something special."

Alex thought about Charlotte's sisters and parents. He'd not considered it before, but while the men did seem, plain perhaps, compared to the beauty of the women in her family, the bonds with their wives seemed both steadfast and electric. Not to mention their stratospheric careers, bar none. It was a future he could only dream of six months ago. "I'll do it, whatever you need me to do. I'd do anything to show you how much I care about you."

A smile lit up Charlotte's face. "Fantastic. Now, handsome, while these challenges might be difficult at times, that doesn't mean they can't be fun. And whilst they officially start tomorrow, I do have a gift for you to say thank you for officially accepting." With that she leaned down and picked something off the floor. "I took these off during the seventh course".

All of a sudden Alex found something being thrown towards him from across the table. He wasn't sure if the stuffy waiter or the stuffier patrons looked round at that moment, but if they had they would have seen Alex frantically trying his best conceal a lace thong in his shirt pocket whilst the sexiest woman in the room sat across from him, giggling to herself. "Come on Tiger, let's get home. I want to have some fun with you tonight."

Chapter 1: Test of Self Control

Alex woke slowly, still replaying scenes from the night before. So many positions. So many orgasms. As his eyes finally opened and he sat up in bed, he heard footsteps coming in from his apartment's kitchenette. "Hey Champ, I thought you deserved a cooked breakfast after last night's performance." Charlotte wandered in holding a tray with what looked like French toast and bacon. Even more interesting to Alex was that she was wearing a white lace camisole that fell loosely around her pert tits, her pointy nipples poking through the patterned fabric. It ended at her waist, leaving a clear view of a red thong, showing off the shape of her inviting lips. Alex felt himself rise to attention in anticipation of a continuation of their love-making. "Oh yeah, and I need to tell you about the first test." Of course, Alex had almost forgotten. "The test of self control is quite simple. To pass the test, you must not orgasm for one week. If you cum by your own hand or anyone else's before Friday evening, it's a fail." Charlotte placed the tray down and perched on the bed, leaning forward so her cleavage was exposed to Alex. "Which means," she said, grabbing his stiff cock through his pyjamas shorts and flashing him a mischievous smile, "this little guy will have to wait."

Well he had to admit, Charlotte's sex drive meant he was used to considerably more than one orgasm a week, but he wasn't a teenager. Lasting just seven days didn't seem too tricky, did it?

By Thursday morning, Alex was seriously regretting his previous bravado. What he hadn't counted on was Charlotte's wiles. As he sat in his apartment in his pyjamas, waiting for her to get back from Lacrosse, he reflected on quite how hard she'd made it for him.

Each morning she greeted him with a new and more outrageous set of lingerie, making sure that he was aroused from the moment he woke up.

Then during the day, she'd send him countless photos. Some were shots of her in the morning's lingerie, looking like a playboy model. Others were more risqué. There was the one of her flashing her tits at the back of a full lecture hall. Yesterday she'd sent him one up her skirt, revealing a lack of panties and a gleaming pussy, whilst she was studying in the library. Then there were the countless nudes sent from the gym changing rooms, each with an invitation to touch himself if he needed to. He knew he shouldn't open them, just ignore them, but invariably he'd end rubbing himself through his trousers as he perused them, desperate for release.

The evenings were the worst. Technically the rules said nothing about him touching her, but she insisted that doing so would "just make it too difficult for him". But of course she still needed her release. So each night she'd sit him down on the end of the bed and remove her pink vibrator from the bedside table. First she applied lube, running her hands up and down the fake cock suggestively. Alex didn't fail to notice that it was at least an inch longer and a fair amount thicker than his own equipment. Finally she would rub the vibrator over her clit, then start plunging it into her pussy. She looked delighted when each night, he would finally relent and start stroking his own cock while watching the superior phallus go in and out of his girlfriend. He'd bring himself so close to cumming then catch himself at the last minute. Basically a whole week of edging himself every night had left him on a hair trigger...

"Hey honey, I'm back. I brought Rachel back for some breakfast, I hope that's ok." Charlotte strode in, wearing a sports bra that stopped just under her tits, leaving her midriff exposed. On her bottom half was a pair of ridiculously tiny athletic shorts showing off a clear camel toe. Rachel followed behind her, dressed a little more conservatively. A loose fitting t-shirt somewhat disguised a rack that was even bigger than Charlotte's and her white athletic shorts, which contrasted with her dark skin, wrapped round her large, shapely bum. The two girls had met at lacrosse trials in their first week and had quickly become best friends.

"How was practice?" Alex asked.

"Oh it was just strength and conditioning session" said Charlotte, "In fact, these clothes are super sweaty - I should really get them in the wash right away. Rachel do you mind?"

"Well I saw you change into them babe, not much difference seeing you change out of them" said Rachel with a smile.

"Oh I didn't realise you were checking me out in the changing room!"

"Always, babe," Rachel joked with an exaggerated wink.

Charlotte laughed with her friend as she peeled off her sports bra and shorts, throwing them casually into the machine. This was too much for Alex, especially in his current state, so he quickly tried to position is arm in a way that looked natural but counteracted the growing tent in his pyjama bottoms.

"Charlotte beat everyone in the bleep test again," Rachel exclaimed gleefully.

In response Charlotte giggled and began mock-celebrating, her bare tits jiggling every time she waved to the invisible crowd. "It really pisses the boys off when I beat them," she said as she sat on the sofa next to Alex.

"Yeah it does. Although I'm convinced Darren lets you win because he thinks it will help him get in your pants. Or rather, back in your pants..."

Charlotte looked bashful. "What pants?" she teased, indicating her nude vulva. "That guy really needs to accept that I've moved on, that I'm with my lovely Alex now. Ooh that reminds me, Alex, I really need to ask you a favour." Alex remembered that the last thing she'd asked from him had turned out more complicated than he'd expected.

Rachel started from across the room, "Yeah so you know those massage classes we've been taking this term? Well the final exam is tomorrow"

"Ok, so where do I come in?" said Alex.

"Well I need a subject," said Charlotte, "to do the exam on. You would be perfect." She turned to Alex placing her hands on his shoulders, making his task of hiding his erection significantly harder. "Pretty please? Professor Hardwick has made sure our performance on this counts toward my degree grade."

"Up till now we've only been able to practice on each other," said Rachel, flashing a look at her naked best friend. "But for the exam everyone has to bring a volunteer."

"Yeah ok, that doesn't sound too bad. As long as you're good I guess," said Alex teasingly. "Wait, Rachel, do you need me to be your subject as well, or...?"

"Haha don't get too excited buddy," she said, looking at him in a way that made him question if he'd failed to conceal his aroused state. "No, it's fine, I've asked Jess".

That made sense. Jess was Charlotte's school friend from way back, but these days the three of them were inseparable. Well maybe a massage would be a good way to finish a long week?

Alex adjusted his towel for the fifteenth time as he looked across to the row of would-be-masseuses. They all wore a matching uniform, a sleeveless wrap, held closed by a single fold at the hip. The hemline rested on the upper thigh, high enough that the tops of Charlotte's stockings were just in view, convincing Alex that she was still wearing the lingerie she'd showed off to him this morning. Along with the stockings, it was a green all-in-one, silk over the crotch, up to open cups that left her bare tits eager for attention. Of course none of that was visible right now, but it pervaded Alex's imagination. Rachel stood beside Charlotte, her hair pulled up into a tight bun. In the middle of all the massage students stood Professor Hardwick - a serious looking woman wearing similar garb to the students, perhaps covering a little more of her thighs. A pair of maroon stiletto heels, combined her already significant stature, meant she stood head and shoulders above all of the students. Her nails matched the colour of her heels and were all long, ending in a sharp point, save for two on her right hand which were cut to the nail bed.

Alongside Alex stood the volunteers, all struggling with the small towels they had been provided to cover themselves. He wondered if they all had thought, as he had, that the exam would take place in a private massage room, instead of the array of massage beds set out in the sports hall in front of them. The volunteers were about half boys and half girls. In amongst the boys he thought he recognised a few of the lacrosse players, with broad shoulders and chiselled abs. Absent mindedly, he wondered how, if any of them were somewhat well endowed, they were avoiding anything revealing itself below the hem of the towel. Alex himself wasn't minuscule, but, as an ex-liaison had put it, he "wasn't anything to write home about" and even he felt like he was only just covered.

Also in his side of the crowd, Alex spotted Jess, with her arms wrapped tightly around her petite body. While the girls' towels were a little larger, they had essentially the same problem, with just enough material to cover from nipples to lower lips. Alex had always thought Jess should be more confident in her body. While she wasn't as curvy as her friends, her legs were fantastic and her cute face looked like it was made of porcelain.

Alex reminded himself that he needed to avoid giving his body any excuse to get excited and produce a rise in his towel that would be impossible to hide. Just then, Professor Hardwick began to speak, "Volunteers, thank you for your help with this final exam. These girls have been honing their skills over the past eight weeks. They will now need to demonstrate they have taken on everything I have taught them in this complex art form. Girls, I will be watching you. I expect exemplary professionalism at all times. You may now take your volunteers to the table marked with your name and begin when you're ready."

Charlotte led Alex by the hand to a massage table in roughly the middle of the hall, with Rachel and Jess just ahead of them. He lay face down and Charlotte readjusted his towel, placing it to cover his bum. "Relax and enjoy," she whispered in his ear. He felt her hands start massaging warm oil into his shoulders. Her fingers firmly caressed each sinew of his muscle, working it up and down until it felt weightless. She is good, Alex thought. As her hands worked their way across his back and arms, he felt his arousal rise again. In a way, Alex chastised himself for this - there was nothing inherently sexual about a massage, he told himself. It was immature to feel this way. And yet, after a week of playing and teasing, the loving touch of his gorgeous girlfriend roaming around his body was bound to have an effect. Besides, at least lying on his front meant that his semi was well concealed.

Alex could hear Professor Hardwick's high heels clicking around the room as she gave tips and notes, "use more oil now", "don't miss this area" or "make sure you listen to their body and react to it". Meanwhile, Charlotte had moved to his legs and was gliding up and down the backs of his thighs. He noticed that each time her fingers moved up they ventured a little higher, exploring his arse and crotch. Not that he was necessarily complaining, but each time the towel would get shifted further up his body. In concert, as her hands roamed his lower back, the top of towel would get moved slightly down. Each time Alex's mind wandered to how little of his body was covered in this open sports hall, Charlotte's hands would find another muscle to exact pleasure on.

Finally, Alex felt the towel, which had been bunched up to strip of just a few centimetres, get removed. He realised he was completely naked in the room full of his peers. Charlotte's hands pressed firmly on his back as she whispered in his ear, "just relax. In a minute I'll turn you over then we'll do your front." Turn him over? Alex started to panic as he realised his semi erect cock would be fully visible if he flipped onto his back. He felt Charlotte's hands continue to roam around him, feeling the inside of his thigh, even up to his perineum. It was too much. He needed to talk to Charlotte. He started to his lift his head... suddenly he could see Jess laying on the table in front of him. She was completely naked, uncovered, her shapely legs slightly parted so he could easily see her oiled-up lips. Above her, Rachel stood using her strong arms to massage Jess's cute, pert, bare tits, rolling her pointy nipples between her fingers.

In a moment, Alex felt Charlotte's firm hand on his shoulder blades pushing him back to the table and his view was gone. "Please Alex, this is important to me, just trust me," Charlotte whispered in his ear. He remembered what she'd said about this counting towards her final grade. It was fine, he told himself. Everyone else in the room is in the same situation, he just needed to get through it. Charlotte asked him to flip over onto his back while she held a towel over his face so that he wouldn't be able to catch a glance of any of the other pairs. The image of Rachel caressing Jess's boobs hadn't left his mind though and it was having an unmistakeable effect on his cock as he tentatively shifted position.

"Thank you," Charlotte whispered sweetly in his ear. "Here's a little treat for doing so well." As she said this, Charlotte took Alex's hand and subtly fed it between the gaps in her wrapped dress. As his hand moved, Alex could feel the soft fabric of the lingerie he'd seen this morning. He felt the skin around her thighs and waist, his eyes still covered so that his imagination had to fill in the gaps. As his hands brushed across her centre, he felt a slight parting of the fabric. With a jolt he realised the panties were crotchless and while Charlottes left hand continued to massage his thigh, her right hand was guiding his, encouraging him to explore further. Alex's lust was boiling over as he ran a finger down Charlotte's wet folds. He lightly teased her clit, then slipped his finger inside her. He heard a short intake of breath and wondered how it must feel for her, getting surreptitiously fingered in a sports hall surrounded by her class.

Just then, Alex heard a click-clack of high heels fast approaching and quickly withdrew his wet finger and placed his hand back on the massage table. "Mm very good, Charlotte," Professor Hardwick said as she approached.

"Thank you, Professor."

"Make sure you're really getting into his quads with your fingers, like this," said the Professor as she leaned forwards and started to knead Alex's thigh. Alex was acutely aware of his gorgeous girlfriend on one side and her striking professor on the other, with his almost fully erect cock bobbing between them. Once the professor was satisfied that Charlotte's technique was up to scratch, she lifted her hands off his thigh. "I'm impressed, Charlotte. It looks like he's almost ready for the final phase." With this, she reached forward with one of her long nails and gently ran it up his shaft. "Move on whenever you feel ready."

Alex felt himself on the precipice. A whole week of edging, the image of his girlfriend's friends feeling each other up still burned on his brain, and now this. His eyes remained closed as Charlotte's hand made its way to wrap around his rock hard dick. "It's ok, Alex, just let it happen," Charlotte whispered. "I've released the pressure on every part of the body and now we can move to the final release. Just lie back, relax, and don't worry too much about the challenge, I'll understand." The challenge! Alex had almost forgotten. He had made it so far, but he wasn't sure he could resist this final temptation. He felt Charlotte's hand pump him up and down, the massage oil allowing it to glide. Every so often she'd run her fingers gently around the top of his sensitive member before descending back to stroking him. Alex felt the ecstasy building inside him, ready to burst any moment now... seconds from eruption, he reached out his hand and placed it on her wrist. "No, please, stop."

"Are you sure? You feel so close."

"You set this challenge for me and I want to take it seriously. I want to show you that I can be your man."

"But do you not want the release?"

"I want it so much. But I'd give it up to be with you."

"Mmm. Good." Charlotte gently lifted her fingers from Alex and began to massage his head while is hard cock quivered, pointing to the ceiling. Around him, Alex could hear the moans and groans of dozens of orgasms echoing through the room. As he listened and imagined, his eyes still covered by the towel, his strong jealousy was joined by another, unexpected, emotion. He felt pride. He somehow knew that he had been the only one in the room to resist that final leap into euphoria. Perhaps he was the only one with a reason to. Nonetheless, he felt pride.

As the noises died down, the trainee masseuses silently left the room. Professor Hardwick stood at the front. "Thank you so much for aiding our final exam. Take some time now to take stock of your experience here today. When you are ready, you're free to leave." One by one the volunteers emerged from their bliss. Some started to raise their heads to observe a hall of people in the same predicament that they were - flushed from orgasm, covered in their own juices, and with only a small face towel to cover their privacy as they returned to the changing rooms.

Chapter 2: Test of Service

Alex looked again at the text as he made his way across the campus. "I'm so proud of you babe. Today was a lot of fun and I'm pretty sure I passed my exam. Your first challenge ends tonight at 7pm, at which time you should knock on Jess's door. She'll explain the second challenge to you." Alex hadn't seen his girlfriend since this afternoon at the massage exam and was desperate to talk to her about it in person, so he was a bit bemused why it would be Jess, not Charlotte explaining the second challenge. Was it going to be another test of abstinence, where he wouldn't even get to see her? He hoped not.

With thoughts still racing through his head, he knocked on the door just as his watch ticked past seven. "Come in," Jess said from inside. She was perched on the edge of her bed wearing a simple thigh-length summer dress. It hugged tightly to her hips but hung looser otherwise around her slim frame. "Sit down," she said motioning to the chair next to her desk. "Did you enjoy the massage exam?"

"Um yeah, not quite what I was expecting I guess, but uh, yeah pretty amazing in the end. Did you, well, enjoy it?"

Jess offered him nothing but a smile so innocent, it made him question if he really had seen Rachel running her fingers around her naked body just a few hours previously. "The second test is a test of service. Charlotte needs to know you have what it takes to satisfy her needs. Of course, Charlotte is head-over-heels in love with you, so she can hardly be an impartial judge. Which is where I come in."

Alex looked at Jess agog, trying to avoid jumping to conclusions about where this was going, while also trying to not be distracted by Jess's flowing hair and slim shoulders.

"So, Alex, this challenge is in three parts. You must pass all of them to succeed. First you must bring me to orgasm using only your fingers. You have ten minutes." Jess stood up and tapped her phone sat on the nightstand, which showed a glowing countdown.

Alex fought with his disbelief as looked across at Jess's angelic face looking expectantly at him. Her words lingered in the air as he tried to comprehend them, to replay them in his head to check he'd heard correctly. A quick glance at the timer moving past 9:30, 9:29, 9:28... jolted him into action. Just like the last challenge this was something he needed to be able to beat. And anyway, this one sounded a bit more fun at least.

He stepped towards Jess, who was still stood patiently, casually fidgeting with the hem of her dress. Taking a deep breath, he reached towards her face and brushed her silky hair behind her ear. Then he let his hands wander, lightly brushing neck, her shoulders, and then her back.

"Mm very good. You know you're not the first person to attempt these challenges for Charlotte? Well some of the boys make the mistake of jumping straight to the more obvious erogenous zones. It takes more than that to get me off," Jess said, looking meaningfully into Alex's eyes just inches in front of hers. "Although you do need to keep track of time."

Alex glanced across at the clock as his hands caressed her arms down to her slim wrists, then over to her pert bum. Just over eight minutes to go. He needed to take the plunge. He let his fingers run up and down her thighs for a few seconds then, with another deep breath, lifted the dress in one fluid motion over her head.

She was wearing a cute pink bra that didn't really need to provide any support for her petite breasts. She had foregone panties, leaving Alex to stare at her exposed lips for the second time today, though on this occasion he knew he was responsible for their moistness instead of her friend. Conscious of the time, he carefully lifted her back onto the bed. She rested back on her arms and spread her legs, her outer lips parting slightly with arousal.

Alex ran his hands from her knees down towards her waiting pussy and began to caress her lips. It was surreal touching Charlotte's best friend in this way. While he'd noticed her beauty in the past, it had never crossed his mind to flirt with any other woman since he'd been with Charlotte, never mind someone so close to her. But that was apparently what she required and the time was ticking, so he started to massage her clit with one hand while his other teased her entrance. Jess cooed and he could feel how wet she was. As pushed his finger deep inside her, she rolled back with a gasp, holding her knees to give Alex ample access. Alex took another look at the clock and saw oner half his time was gone, so he got to work.

He had to draw on all his experience, picking up on everything Jess was doing as he plunged his fingers into her wet pussy. He could see her writhing, her cheeks flushed as she got closer and closer. He used his thumb to again to play with her sensitive clit and she bit her lip with pleasure. But the time was counting inexorably down, with just a few minutes to go, he needed to make her cum, and quick. He needed something to push her over the edge.

As Jess gripped her thighs even tighter, Alex glimpsed at her other tight hole, just below the one his fingers were currently exploring. Surely not, he thought. He'd only been with one girl before who'd enjoyed ass play - a one night stand who had practically begged him to put his thumb in while he fucked her from behind. But, what if? He had two minutes left and he needed to try something. Switching his hands over, he used one finger still dripping with her juices to lightly circle her asshole.

Her reaction was immediate. She let out a little squeal and gave an almost imperceptible nod of her head. "Do you like that, Jess?" asked Alex, building the pressure slightly whilst continuing the rhythm in her sopping pussy.

"Mmm please."

"Please what?" teased Alex, hoping the time spent building the anticipation would be worth it.

"Please I need it. Put your finger in. Put it in my ass."

Alex looked into Jess's eyes, he features just as delicate as before but the facade of innocence now fallen away. He plunged his finger into her and was able to feel his other hand still working away in her pussy. Jess cried out as her vagina pulsed, covering Alex's hands in her wetness. Just as the convulsions began to subside, the alarm sounded next to them.

Alex stood up gently, letting Jess recover as she lay spread eagle on the bed. "Oh wow, Alex. That was good. Really good."

"It was good for me too. Thanks Jess. I never expected... you know."

"Haha yeah. This challenge is always a bit of a shock for the boys." As Alex's mind began to reel at the thought of Charlotte's exes going through the same thing with sweet, gentle Jess, she quickly interrupted his train of thought. "Ok you need to go to Rachel's room now."

"Rachel's!?"

"Yes Rachel's. She's only a few doors down. You better be quick or she might start her timer early."

"Her timer!?"

"Yes, yes. Quick. Just go."

Alex reluctantly left the naked Jess and headed down the hall to Rachel's dorm, trying to hide his erection in case anyone else entered the corridor. The first challenge was officially over but he'd still been unable to cum.

Rachel greeted him at the door wearing a silk dressing gown. "Oh you succeeded with Jess, that is great news," she said, giving him a hug that pressed her large tits up against him. "To be fair, she normally gives the guys some unsubtle hints about her special tastes as they get close to the end"

"So how many guys have gone through..."

"No time, it's my turn, now come in and shut the door." Rachel marched to her bed and with a flourish, whipped off her dressing gown to reveal her entirely naked body. Every muscle was toned from years of lacrosse practice. Her massive boobs sported large, dark nipples, that even now were standing to attention. Her abs were well defined and lead down to a completely hairless vulva. From the look in her deep brown eyes, Alex could tell she knew how sexy she was. "The aim here is the same as Jess - I need to orgasm in just ten minutes. You may touch most of my body however you wish, but only your mouth and tongue may touch my pussy." Alex was again reeling from the information, trying to fathom how he'd got into this situation. "Ok I'm starting the timer. Now take your clothes off, I feel weird being the only naked one."

Alex had taken it to the wire last time so he wasn't going to make that mistake again. As he began to unbutton his jeans, Rachel strode towards him purposefully and kissed him then started removing his shirt. Her plump lips explored Alex's and it was clear that Rachel was going to be more active in this exercise than Jess had been. Once his shirt and jeans were removed, Rachel looked in his eyes and she pulled down his boxers and started running her hands up and down his growing dick. "Rachel, wait, I only have ten minutes. I need to focus on you."

"Ah such a good boy. But that doesn't mean you can't have a bit of fun - I know how hard your week as been," said Rachel, while Alex realised that they both must've known about his torment in the first challenge. Well there was no time for embarrassment now, so Alex pushed Rachel onto the bed and started running his tongue around her nipples while his hands roamed her stomach.

Rachel wasn't about to submit so easily. She entangled her legs in Alex's and turned him over then started kissing down his body. Alex couldn't help but enjoy the way she explored him, her kisses touching every part of him. Eventually she held onto his cock, looked up into his eyes, and drew her tongue from its base to its tip. "Does that feel good, Alex?" Asked Rachel, before enveloping his stiff shaft into her mouth.

"Oh god. So good. But I can't... the time... Rachel why are you doing this? Do you want me to fail?"

"No of course not. I mean there's nothing to say I have to make this easy for you" she said cheekily, giving one of his balls a light touch from her tongue. "But the truth is that I just like sucking cock. And I've been looking forward to sucking your cock for a while now."

"Well you are pretty good at it." Alex glanced over at the countdown with just over six minutes left. "Maybe we can come to a compromise." Alex shifted back on to the bed, then encouraged Rachel up and round into a sixty nine position. As she resumed her attention on his cock, he got to work on her pussy. His tongue parted her dark lips to taste the glistening pink inside.

Alex concentrated the rhythmic strokes of his tongue on Rachel's engorged clit as she moaned louder and louder with a full mouth. Soon he could see that pressure was building within her. He couldn't see the clock anymore so just knew that he had to keep licking and sucking her sweet juices until she came. Luckily he could tell that she was getting turned on by her cock sucking almost as much as he was. And finally, with a clench of her hips, she released a spurt of her juices onto Alex's face, accompanied by an almighty moan into his crotch. The combination of feeling her release, the skill of her tongue and a week of being so pent up were too much for him and he felt his sperm erupt into her mouth.

They sat up and checked the timer. Thirty seconds left - not too bad. Rachel delicately licked her lips, cleaning up the remnants of his ejaculate. "Wow that was good. Ok you'd better head to Charlotte's room." Rachel slipped on a silk dressing down and Alex looked around for his boxer shorts. "No no you don't have time for that, she'll be waiting. Just go quickly." With that she pushed a naked and confused Alex out her dorm and followed behind him. Rachel turned and walked off back in the direction of Jess's room, while Alex did the only thing he could and jogged towards Charlotte's dorm cupping his privates in his hands.

As soon as he entered the room Charlotte bounced towards him and gave him a hug. "Oh well done! I'm so pleased you passed." She looked down at his naked body, "oh wow. Did anyone spot you in the corridor"

"Um I don't think so. I wasn't really looking about, just kept my eyes down and ran."

"Haha ok well you can relax now." She smiled warmly at him. She was still wearing the lingerie from earlier, accompanied by a silk dressing gown similar to Rachel's. "Now for the final part of test of service. Once again there's a ten minute timer, but this time you need to make me cum, rather than my slutty little friends," Charlotte said taking a glance at his penis covered in saliva. "There is one catch, however." She turned and sauntered to the bed, where she got on all-fours facing away from him. "Your dick can't enter my pussy. It's off limits for your fingers and mouth too. You have to fuck me in the ass." She flicked the dressing gown with a flourish, revealing that crotchless lingerie gave access right round to her asshole, where a purple jewel winked at Alex.

At that moment Rachel and Jess burst into the room behind Alex wearing matching silk gowns. "Hey babe, looking good," cooed Rachel.

"I had such a good time with him," said Jess. "I can't wait to see this."

Charlotte looked round as she started setting up the timer on her phone. "Hey girls, thanks so much for helping me out again. Now Alex, as I'm sure you learned in your trials with my friends, in the test of service it often pays to get a bit creative." She winked at him then set the timer going.

Alex felt like he should now be used to the twists and turns that this trial organised by his beautiful girlfriend had thrown up time and time again this week. However, he once again found himself in a state of shock. He and Charlotte had certainly never had anal sex in the time they'd been together and he'd hardly broached the subject. He'd been enjoying their sexual activities enough already, as vanilla as they had tended to be before this barmy week. He'd assumed it just wasn't something she was into. But if ex-boyfriends had been through this before... he cast the thought aside. If he wanted this relationship to continue, he had a job to do.

Alex strode forwards and started to kiss and stroke his girlfriend's perky cheeks, while starting to ease the butt plug gently out. He heard a noise behind him and saw Rachel pumping a clear gel into her hand, both of the friends' robes now discarded showing their contrasting, sexy bodies. "You carry on, Soldier. You'll be needing this." Rachel reached down and started covering Alex's growing cock in lube.

The butt plug emerged with a loud moan from Charlotte. Alex could see the time ticking down on her phone. Fortunately Rachel had managed to get him back up to full mast - it seems a week of edging had improved his stamina. Still, his heart beat in his chest as he positioned himself up against Charlotte's rosebud. He reasoned to himself that it wasn't so different from the work he'd done with his finger on Jess. He started to push his head into her. The lube applied by Rachel along with what must've been used to ease in the butt plug helped as he started to enter her.

Charlotte bucked her head upwards a little and drew a sharp intake of breath. Alex began to thrust slowly back and forth, spurred on by her gentle moans. He could feel she was already a little loosened up, so he pushed into her harder and harder. He couldn't quite believe the sight - his hard cock penetrating the tight sphincter of the girl of his dreams.

Looking up at Charlotte's two gorgeous friends he remembered her hint about creativity. He was going to need something special if he was going to make her orgasm just from his dick in her arse. "Hey, um, would you two mind, like maybe if you both started, kissing her?" They both gave a mischievous grin, amused by Alex's hesitancy. Then quickly got to work. Jess immediately had her tongue thrust down Charlotte's throat, while Rachel started working her way down her neck, then back, down towards where Alex's dick continued its rhythm. "Mm don't you want to stick that lovely cock down my throat again?" Rachel taunted as her mouth neared closer. The mental image of moving his dick directly from his girlfriend's arse straight into her best friend's eager mouth nearly pushed Alex over the edge. But he maintained control, as he had done the past week. "No, no, use it on her." As Alex had guessed, Rachel was just as eager and skilled at giving oral to women as she was men and Charlotte clearly appreciated it as her best friend started attacking her clit with her tongue.

With his cock deep inside her, Jess kissing her lips and neck, and Rachel licking her pussy, Charlotte's pleasure was clearly building. But as Alex glanced at the clock, he was seriously worried about time running out. Then he looked on the bedside table, beside the clock. There was the large pink dildo that Charlotte had been using all week. The one that had replaced him. The one that was so much bigger than his own appendage and gave her so much pleasure, night after night, while he simply watched on. He had an idea.

"Wait a second," Alex said, shifting slowly out of Charlotte. He lay down on the bed. "I need you on top of me - facing away from me." Charlotte looked surprised but did as she was instructed and started to lower her lubricated arse back down onto Alex's member, which was standing to attention. "Jess, I need you to keep kissing her, and massaging her tits. And Rachel, grab the dildo on the side and fuck her with it. Please, we've only got a few minutes left." His timidity ebbed away as he felt the importance of this moment. The importance of passing this trial. The friends looked impressed as they got to work and Rachel started to plunge the dildo into her friend's needy pussy.

Immediately Alex could feel the large dildo across the thin membrane separating it from his own cock. He couldn't deny that the combination of Charlotte bouncing her arse on him with the feeling of dildo rubbing up and down was getting him close to breaking point. Luckily, from the load moans of pleasure it seemed that the double penetration was doing something wild for Charlotte too. Alex could no longer see the timer, so he just kept thrusting upwards into her, and hoped for the best.

Finally, he felt Charlotte's pleasure overwhelm her, as she pulled her lips from Jess' to cry out Alex's name. Alex couldn't hold himself any longer and he allowed himself to spurt deep into her butt. He could feel his load fill her up and start dripping her anus onto him. As Rachel started using the sloppy dildo to spoon the cum into her mouth, a beeping came from the bedside table. Alex had done it. "Well done babe, I'm so proud of you," said Charlotte from above him, "just one test left."

Chapter 3: Test of Trust

It was Friday again, and a full week since Charlotte had introduced the idea of the trails on that fateful date. Alex was sitting at the table in her flat, feeling like a different man from the one that had waited eagerly for his beautiful girlfriend to arrive at the restaurant. Sure, the tests had been... unexpected. And they hadn't been easy. But now that he'd completed them he felt a sense of confidence that he'd never had before.

"Ok so how many guys have gone through these tests?" asked Alex as Charlotte drifted in and out of her bedroom.

"Why do you ask?" replied Charlotte, hiding her amusement behind a facade of sincerity.

"Oh I don't know. Just curious I guess."

"Hmm. Ok. There have been four. Two before I was at university - they couldn't even get past the first test. Jess was particularly pleased about breaking one of them. She's a minx when she wants to be." Charlotte continued before Alex's mind could wander. "There was one other at university. I have to say he performed particularly well at the second test," her eyes glistened for a second with a forbidden memory, "but he failed at the third. I told you it's the hardest. And he harboured too much pride to truly trust."

Not for the first time in the past week, Alex found himself reeling from this influx of information. "Wait, so... so Rachel said you used to be dating Darren. The one from lacrosse. Was he the last one to take the tests?"

"It wouldn't be fair for me to name names, especially before you've completed the tests yourself," said Charlotte, applying lipstick as she looked into a mirror in her bedroom. "I have enjoyed seeing you excel in the first two challenges," she remarked, placing down the lipstick and throwing a look to Alex across the flat with her piercing blue eyes. "Tonight is the final test - the test of trust. Now Alex, what does it mean to you to put your trust in me?"

Alex was taken aback by the sudden seriousness of the question. He knew he trusted her, that he'd do anything for her. What answer was she searching for? "Well, I guess it means I trust that you'd never do anything to hurt me."

"Hmm." As Charlotte moved to start using curling tongs in her hair, Alex sensed that he hadn't scored well on this quiz.

"So, um, what is the final test?" Alex asked, hoping to move the conversation in a more positive direction.

"It's a date."

A date!? Of course, she's been dolling herself up since Alex had arrived. He suddenly felt woefully unprepared. "Ok well maybe I could use your shower? But wait, I need to go back to mine to get a change of clothes. What time do I need to be ready? Where are we going?"

"Ah sorry, I wasn't clear. I'm going on a date, but you're not."

Alex looked at Charlotte with confusion. "So... I just... while you...?"

"Alex, look, I told you the final test was the hardest. There are three things you should know," she fixed him now with one of piercing stares, "First, just like the first two tests, this one will be challenging, but if you accept it and throw yourself into it, it will teach you something. It will leave you a better man. Second, the same thing applies that has been true throughout this process - it can end whenever you want. I don't want to force you to do anything you don't want to do. At any point you can ask to stop and I will respect your decision entirely, even if I'll be personally disappointed. Does that make sense?"

"I guess. I just don't understand how..."

"Oh and the third thing," Charlotte interrupted, "You need to drop me off Benicco's at 7pm"

Benicco's? That was the fancy place Alex had booked for their anniversary. Who had been able to get a booking there at such short notice?

By 7:20pm, Alex was back at his flat, sitting on the sofa, his mind spinning over the implications of this final test. He was under strict instructions to keep his phone with him all evening and reply immediately to any messages. He figured there was some twist coming. Perhaps the date was with Jess and Rachel? Or she was just going to come home if he showed he trusted her by following her instructions...

*ding*

Alex looked down at his phone. *Wow, I think he got us the best table in the house*. Following the text message was a selfie showing Charlotte in the dress he'd dropped her off in. It hung from her neck and cascaded down her front, loosely caressing her breasts but leaving her back completely bare. The red fabric stopped at the top of her thigh leaving her athletic legs entirely uncovered. It was the sort of dress that made a lot of suggestions.

*Do you think I look good, baby?* the next text came through.

*You look stunning. Is it just you there right now?* Alex replied hopefully.

*I got the waiter to take a picture, here:* In contrast to Charlotte's red dress, her perfect makeup and coiffured hair, the man stood next to her looked almost slobbish. Sure, he stood at around six foot five, with muscles that could've been carved by Michelangelo and a jawline that could cut steak, but his loose athletic shorts and buttoned t-shirt were an insult to the prices on the menu. When Alex had taken Charlotte to Benicco's he'd bought a new shirt for the occasion.

*Oh my god is that Darren? Your ex-boyfriend!?*

*His uncle is friends with the owner apparently. So nice of him to make the booking when I messaged him last night. Oh and there's one more rule of this test. I need you to masturbate to every photo I send. No exception. And you need to send photographic proof every time. Videos are also accepted. I don't expect it will be too difficult with me in this dress ;) Just don't cum until I'm home.*

Sitting at home, Alex was flummoxed. This was a completely different kettle of fish to the last test. I mean this was cheating, wasn't it? Why should he accept it? She had said he could stop at any time. But. He did love being with her. And he'd been through so much. With a sigh, he unzipped his trousers and started stroking himself, wondering how any of this was related to trust.

A flurry of messages followed, mostly selfies. The majority were just Charlotte making a sultry face to camera. A few included Darren's chiseled jaw. All were followed dutifully but reluctantly by a picture of Alex's hand on his own dick.

*Hey, it sounds like Darren could get you an internship at his Dad's tech company. Isn't that the one you said looked really good?*

Where the fuck did that come from, thought Alex. Was this still part of the test? *Oh really?*

*Yeah. So would you be interested? You don't sound keen?*

Alex glared at his phone. It was true that the internship would be a great boost to his CV. *No, I definitely would be keen.*

*Ok amazing :) I'll see if there's anything I can offer to persuade him to make it happen*.

Wait, that wasn't quite what Alex had expected. But the text was quickly followed by a smiling selfie, so Alex quickly switched to camera to capture him edging himself once again.

*Ok the good news is that the internship is sorted. And Darren only wanted something very small in return.* Then came a picture of Darren with a big grin holding up a red micro thong next to his face. A week earlier, when Charlotte had tossed her panties at Alex, he'd hidden them as quickly as possible, embarrassed. Now this prick was holding his girlfriend's thong aloft like a prize. *Um Alex, you need to send wanking proof. No delays.*

This going to a new level. But Alex didn't have time to think. He tried to focus on the red panties as he stroked himself, and quickly sent off the photo.

*Good boy. By the way, I'm not sure this dress was really designed to be worn without panties* The picture was taken under the table up Charlotte's own dress. Sure enough, it covered nothing and there was a clear view of her wet lips. Well this was easy to masturbate to at least, as long as Alex avoided thinking about whether Darren could catch a glimpse from his position.

Now the pictures alternated between selfies of her face and her pussy. Occasionally there were lengthy gaps where Alex wondered if he'd been forgotten about.

Then, out of the blue came a very different photo. Again it was under the table, but this time it was of Darren's legs. He had rolled up his loose shorts to reveal an enormous cock snaking down his thigh. *So it turns out Darren isn't wearing pants either*

Staring at this photo of Darren's hard cock, not dissimilar in size and shape to the pink dildo he'd seen so much of this week, a thought occurred to Alex. Maybe this was it. Maybe this was the test of trust. Charlotte was on a date with an Adonis with an appendage the length of her forearm. A well-connected sports star. All Alex had to do was trust that faced with all that, Charlotte would stay faithful to him. With a newfound defiance and determination, Alex proceeded to look at the photo while stroking himself up and down. He told himself that, while dicks weren't his thing, per se, this was at least a pretty good looking one. And then he wondered how these mind games had addled his brain. He sent the reply.

*Wow, I had honestly forgotten how big his dick is.* Alex had given up replying with anything other than the mandatory wanking pictures. *I can easily fit both hands on it!* Alex was annoyed that despite looking at a picture of his girlfriend's two hands wrapped around the large penis of another man, he was feeling himself get closer to orgasm. The constant edging was pushing him to his limit.

Then, another long gap. Maybe they were just chatting, enjoying each other's company, Alex thought.

*Oh my goodness, Darren got me a gift. He's such a sweetie. Guess what he got me*

*Umm I don't know*

*Come on, guess*

*Jewellery?* It's the sort of thing Alex would bring as a gift to a date.

*Wellll you could say that. But you'll have to be more specific to win the prize*

*I really don't know. A fucking diamond ring?*

*Haha not quite. Though it does have a lovely jewel on it.* The picture came through of Charlotte balancing a silver butt plug with a red gem on the top. Images of the second test flashed through Alex's mind as he felt himself stiffen. Next came an image of Charlotte twirling the plug on her lips, covering it in her saliva. Next, one of her holding the plug next to her dripping pussy, while a manly hand lifted the hem of her dress. And finally a shot of the gleaming red jewel poking out between her cheeks below those wet lips, her dress still high enough to expose everything to anyone looking closely enough. My god, thought Alex, she's just inserting a butt plug in the middle of a crowded restaurant, and I'm just sitting at home beating my meat.

Alex decided he needed to send something other than his dick pics. *Holy fuck that last picture was hot. I'm just wondering, how far is this "date" going to go?*

*What do you mean?*

*Well, I guess I just want to know how far you'll take this. With Darren.*

*Would you be upset if I stroked his cock more? What if I gave him a blowjob?*

*Well obviously I wouldn't love that*

*Hmm ok. But I don't remember complaining when you had your fingers in both of Jess's tight holes. Or when Rachel was slurping your dick down her throat. I'm not sure you really understand what trust means yet.*

Alex could feel his misstep in the pit of his stomach. *I'm sorry. I do trust you. I swear.*

Then Alex really started to feel the pain of his mistake. First were a series of photos of Darren brandishing his monster dick beneath the tablecloth. Next came a flurry of him groping Charlotte. His large hands spreading her lips or adjusting the plug. And then some where he'd slipped his fingers beneath her dress to grope her tits while she smiled gleefully. Surely others at the restaurant would notice an act so brazen. But Alex kept pumping himself to every one. He was certain that all this teasing was just to push him to the edge, convince him that Charlotte would cross the line. All he needed to do was follow the rules and trust that she wouldn't.

Then the texts resumed. *Loving the photos babe. You have a really cute dick. Obviously Darren's is longer and thicker, but yours is kind of sweet-looking* After the last time, Alex refrained from responding. *I do miss Darren's big loads though. You could really feel it coming when it was in your mouth, like the way it twitched. It was so fun to run my tongue up and down those veins. I've been sending Jess and Rachel some of these photos too. I think they've been... reminiscing.* Now another photo, Charlotte was fully under the table now, eyeing up the bulge in Darren's shorts. *Oops, I dropped my knife*. More photos. Some closeups of the large cock. Some with Charlotte touching it. Or just admiring it. Or sticking her tongue out towards it.

Alex had been wanking on and off for about an hour and was getting close to cumming. Maybe he could just let himself go. End this here, before it went any further. For now, he resisted.

Then a photo came through of Charlotte outside somewhere, leaning up against Darren's large chest.

*Where are you?* Alex asked.

*Apparently there's a smoking area out the back that the staff use. No one here right now.* The next photo must've been taken by Darren, as Charlotte was stood with her hands on a small table, her head over her shoulder to flash a cheeky smile to camera. Her butt was stuck out and her dress had ridden up to her waist so that her lips and plug were on full display.

*Charlotte, what if one of the staff comes out for a smoke?*

*Don't worry, I'm sure I can persuade them to keep quiet ;)* Now came more photos from Darren's point of view, of Charlotte feeling his cock through his shorts, then reaching into them, then on her knees holding it against her cheek. *Babe, you have to agree it's a beautiful cock. I just want it so much. I want to run my tongue up and down it. I want it down the back of my throat and my saliva covering it. I need it. I just have to know, do you trust me?*

This was it, thought Alex. This was the moment to prove himself. If he put his dick back in his pants and drove to the restaurant now, everything would be lost. He just had to trust that this was all part of the test. That she wouldn't go through with it. With trembling hands he wrote, *I trust you. Always*

What followed was silence. Seconds passed, then minutes.

Ten minutes, still nothing.

Fifteen minutes.

Finally a text came through. *Hey man, Darren here. Just wanted to apologise.*

*Oh. Ok. Apologise for what exactly*

*Basically I tried to get it all in her mouth, but there was quite a lot so I think some of it dribbled down her chin. Maybe a bit on her dress.* The proof was in the photo that followed. Charlotte looked delighted sitting back at the restaurant table, with drops of semen rolling down her face.

Alex was shattered. He'd been so wrong. What did trust mean, when Charlotte was swallowing her ex-boyfriend's cum out the back of a fancy restaurant? What did any of this mean? But he'd received a photo, and so had a decision to make.

He thought back on all the humiliation he'd endured this week. But also of the fun he'd had and the amount he'd grown. And then a thought struck him. A glimmer of hope. Surely not? It's true that he'd fingered Jess and exchanged oral with Rachel. But he'd never fucked either of them. Perhaps that's where the trust lay - whatever they did, there was an act that was just between him and Charlotte. He'd come so far, was he really going to give up now? He deliberated for as long as he dared, then, with an air of disbelief over what he was about to do, sent his photo reply.

*Nice dick, brother* Alex cringed - he'd forgotten Darren had the phone. *Hey, Charlotte again. So pleased you've decided to continue.*

Alex composed his reply carefully, *Yeah, I think maybe I get it now. Maybe you sucked Darren off, but there will always be something that is just between us. And I trust you with that.*

*Wow. Well that's a much better answer than earlier. I think you're starting to get it.*

Alex felt a wave of relief. Ok, now he just had to make it through the end of the night and the final test would be completed.

As the date went on, the photos and messages kept coming, a compendium of the sort of thing that had already been sent. Groping, flashing, Darren's cock starting to grow large again. But it all washed over Alex. He'd been through the gauntlet and was out the other side. He was buoyed by Charlotte's message and knew he'd cracked the code. He even allowed himself to get closer and closer to orgasm (even if the subject of his self satisfaction occasionally had to be Darren's penis) and looked forward to Charlotte getting back home to him.

Of course, the teasing remained relentless. *The waiter just brought me another napkin, I guess he thought the cum on my face was carbonara sauce : P*

*Darren keeps getting me to flash my tits at him. He's so naughty!*

*This butt plug is so good at getting my pussy wet.*

*Oh god I think Darren is fully hard again. He has such a beautiful cock. I'd love to feel it inside me one more time.*

*He said he'll drop me back at yours at 9pm. Do you think we'll have time to do something before then?*

*I just "dropped my knife" again so I could come under the table and play with Darren's cock. My pussy is aching it's so irresistible*

*Alex I don't think I can stop myself, do you trust me?*

Alex drew a deep breath. *Yes I trust you. I understand the test and I'm ready to do whatever I need to do to pass it*

*Babe, that's so good to hear. See you home soon xxx*

And then the texts stopped. All Alex could do was wait.

He was pacing up and down his flat when Charlotte finally walked through the door. Her beautifully curled hair was now messy and tousled. Her make up was smudged and her dress was crumpled and stained. "Hey Alex. That was a lot. I know."

"I trusted you. I do trust you." It came out a lot less confidently than he'd hoped.

"I know. I know. And now there's just one last thing I need you to do. The ultimate test." With that she lifted up her dress and revealed she'd put her thong back on. Alex was confused - her pussy was in full view in the final few photos. Charlotte continued, "before we left, I took Darren into the men's bathroom and asked him to fuck me. And he fucked me hard. His big cock stretched me out as I cried out his name. He held me up against the wall as he ploughed into my wet cunt and he filled me with his seed." She took a seat on the sofa and leaned back, peeling her sodden panties down her legs to reveal her pink pussy dripping with Darren's cum. "To truly show your absolute trust in me, in us, you must eat all this lovely sperm out of my pussy. Once you've lapped up every drop, you'll have passed the final test, and I'll know that we can be together forever."

Alex was in shock. Unable to speak. What an idiot. How had he interpreted her message so badly. The line he had assumed was their final, special reserve, she had crossed with abandon. He had been masturbating for two hours while another man took his dream girl on a date and... and...

Alex felt the two possible paths of his life stretch out before him. Could he really do this? What did any of it mean?

Then, as Charlotte looked up at him, with something in her eyes that could only be described as love, Alex felt a realisation start taking hold of him.

Trust. Maybe this was it. Perhaps... perhaps this was the message. That Charlotte could do anything. She could go on a date with another man and get fucked in the bathroom. She could fuck a hundred men in every hole, and a hundred women as a chaser. She could do all these things and more, but she would always come back to him. He would serve her like a queen and she would give him everything he could dream of in return. He could trust that she would always return to his side.

Alex dropped to his knees and looked lovingly into Charlotte's sparkling eyes. Then he started greedily attacking her pussy with his tongue. He could feel the semen coming out of her and he diligently swallowed it all down, then kept coming back for more. He even opened his mouth wide when Charlotte started scooping drops of cum from her panties with her finger and spooning it into his mouth. He ran his tongue down and around her butt plug to catch any bits the had travelled out of her pussy and onto her arse. And he kept licking and sucking until he was absolutely sure that he could extract no more his her ex-boyfriend's cum.

Charlotte leaned forward kissed Alex passionately. "I'm so proud of you. I knew you could pass the tests. I love you. Now fuck me."

Alex didn't protest. He lifted up and stuck his dick straight into her waiting pussy. He was finally getting the satisfaction he'd been craving so badly the whole night. All the humiliation had somehow built him up, so he felt like a king as he pumped his hard cock again and again into her well lubricated loins. With every thrust her bouncing tits escaped further from behind her dress. He remembered again his incredible. The pleasure she'd brought him in that public massage. The trifecta of pleasure at the hands (and mouths) of Charlotte and her friends. He knew that there were many more incredible experiences to come and Charlotte would guide him through them all. He felt her grip her vagina around him as he gave a last triumphant pump and exploded inside her.

As Alex withdrew his cock covered in a mixture of cum, he looked up to Charlotte's face and knew that he'd found his true love.