3. Alex's Roomate's Secrets

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Comments are appreciated. All characters are 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental.

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"Oh shit!" I exclaimed, as Juliet stared unrelentingly at our entwined bodies. Alex and I were naked, laying in a puddle of crushed marigolds, sex juices, lube, sweat and cum. Dried sticky criss-crossed our bodies. Marigold stained the bedclothes a golden yellow.

"What the fuck, Alex?" she said. "Can you not control yourself even a tiny little bit? And, Jesus. My bed. MY bed. You were fucking in my bed! And, were you... PEEING in my bed? Why is it so goddamned yellow!"

Alex appeared to be speechless, so I thought to step into the gap. "Hi, you must be Juliet, I'm soo sooooo sorry! I don't quite know what to say. We just got carried away and..."

"Shut up you fucktard. You are just the cock. It's her that is the problem."

I looked at Alex. She ducked my eyes.

Juliet continued, "You got carried away, mister cock. I can understand that. But SHE... She fucking didn't care. What's wrong with YOUR bed, bitch? Why is it always MY bed? And you had to PEE?"

I was trying to process the words as the emotional rant continued. What did she mean -- always my bed? Like, this happens a lot - where Alex fucks someone on Juliet's bed? I am not the first, probably not the second or third time, even? What did that mean?

I was thinking: OK it was a whirlwind romance, only our second date, but I had figured that me and Alex had really connected, you know, with our shared kink, our studies, our banter. I loved her eyes, the way she spoke. This was, well. It was early, but I really really liked her. Now, I was wondering, was I just another stupid fucktard, a cock of convenience? Used like many others?

I jerked up to my feet. "I think maybe I need to go."

Alex burst into tears.

"Just wait," ordered Juliet.

I stopped, looking between the two women. "What?"

Juliet moved back to the door, closed it and locked it. I was starting to feel a bit jinky. What was happening here?

"Alex?" I asked. She looked away, again.

"I'm sorry, Juliet," she said to the other girl, ignoring me. "I don't know what to say. We.... I mean... I got carried away. This man," she looked me up and down as I stood there naked, "He is the one. The one. Don't fuck it up for me. I will do anything. Anything."

Juliet drew back and looked at me, now, a serious appraisal of my body, my face, my demeanor. The gaze caused my limp dick to shrink even further. "Really? This... man... is the one. The one?" she asked, sarcastically.

"Maybe, I think so," said Alex, earnestly.

"You two fuckers should get dressed. And get this mess cleaned up. Jesus," ordered Juliet. "Get the windows open. It smells like butt sex in here."

I looked at Alex. What was going on?

"I'm sorry Juliet," she stood, naked, next to the bed and began to strip off the ruined bedclothes. "We didn't pee. It was flowers. And the smell is not butt sex. It's marigolds."

I looked at the pair of women again, eyes shifting back and forth between them. Why was Alex lying about the butt sex thing? It did smell like butt sex in the room.

"Well, OK," said Juliet. "You promised me no more butt sex. Marigolds, huh?"

WTF? I am looking back and forth at these two women, and I am wondering if I have somehow left the planet. The world is shifting, and not in a good way.

"Yeah, Kyle is a romantic. He brought me flowers, and well, we got carried away with them. They kinda got crushed in the passion, you could say."

I am now operating in la-la land. What was happening here?

I tried to regain my bearings, "OK, I am opening the window. We'll get the place aired out. I can pay to get that comforter dry-cleaned or whatever. I am really sorry, Juliet. I don't know how I can apologize enough." I started to pick up my clothes off the floor.

"Shut up, cock. And stand still," ordered Juliet. "I want her to make this right."

Alex looked at Juliet, and my girl's face drained slowly white, then turned red. "Not again. No, please. I don't want to have this guy... this one... have to pay for my mistake. I think he is the one. Please don't make me fuck it up."

Juliet stood there, clothed, arms crossed in front of her chest. "Yes. I insist. You can't keep skating like this."

"Kyle, I am sorry. I am really sorry. She is going to make me do it, and I don't want you to get mad or jealous or anything. But she is going to make you watch, that is part of the deal."

Juliet reached out to slap Alex's right boob. It wobbled, and after a few seconds, a reddened outline of the handprint rose into prominence. She watched it approvingly, then reached to pinch the nipple, and twist. Alex groaned.

"Suck him," ordered Juliet. "Get him hard."

"No, no," whined Alex. "He was only going to watch, not participate."

"I am changing the rules. Suck him." Juliet turned to address me. "You, cock. You can leave now, or you can stay and find out what is going to happen. Maybe you can keep your girlfriend."

I looked between the two, bafflement apparent on my face. "What?"

Alex said, "Just stay, Kyle. Please. I have to make it up to Juliet. Then it will all be solved. And, then, you and me, we can, I don't know, continue. I really like you. I mean, she gets this way sometimes. It will be OK."

What?

But my little head was doing the thinking now. It wanted to be sucked. So, on autopilot, dumb as dumb can be, I nodded and said, "OK."

Alex laid back down on the bed, face up, head hanging over the edge, mouth open. Juliet motioned for me to engage my shriveled dick into Alex's mouth. "Do it."

I turned to Alex, so I didn't see quite what happened next. But I think Juliet took off her pants and underwear, and picked a large dildo and lube out of the open drawer.

As Alex slurped on my rapidly hardening dick, Juliet pushed my buttocks forward to push my boner further into Alex's mouth. "Take it bitch."

Then she pushed me aside and, turning, presented her naked ass to Alex. "Now suck this."

"What the fuck?" I asked.

"Shut up, cock. She is going to eat my ass, then my pussy. And you are going to watch. Keep that nice prick right in front of my face. I want to look at it."

I finally regained my senses, and my moral bearings. I tossed aside the evil, sexually deviant thoughts of my little head, and then refocused on what I should have been doing all along.

I bent down and slid on my underwear and my pants, then my shirt. Juliet's eyes grew wide, first with anger and then with, I don't know, maybe fear.

"No," I said. "No. We are not doing this. You are essentially raping Alex. And me. I am not going to be a party to coerced sex. Not going to happen. Not."

Juliet started to cry. I pulled her off Alex, not ungently, but with a certain amount of decisiveness.

"Get your clothes on. Both of you."

Alex was now crying, too.

The two women looked at me, and slowly found their clothing and dressed. Sniffles followed the tears.

"What the fuck was that about?" I asked. "How many times has this happened, anyway? We are freshmen! We've been here for what, a few months? How could this happen over and over -- butt sex on Juliet's bed?

"And, goddamn, how is it that you have rules, and plans, for fixing this so-called situation... where Alex has butt sex on your bed, Juliet? How many times has that happened, anyway? Ten? Twenty? And, how is it that the solution involves coerced sex? How did that happen?"

The two looked at each other, sheepishly. "We were in the same high school," said Alex. "We have known each other for years. And, once, only once, I did something bad to Juliet."

"Bitch. I am still not forgiving you for that. You fucked my boyfriend. Yes, he was a cunt and I am far better off without him. But, I am still not forgiving you."

"Only once. But, yes, I did fuck her boyfriend. On her bed. In high school."

"Oh my god!" I said. "You fucked her boyfriend? On her bed? In high school?"

"Just once. One time. Not dozens of times."

Juliet nodded rapidly. "I found out. She had given Galen a special treat." Her fingers crooked to denote italics, for the spoken words. "She gave up her butthole. He couldn't resist. He fucked her. In the ass. On my bed."

Juliet continued, "So, when I found out, I made Alex eat my ass as a penalty. Tongue all the way up. I spanked her titties, too. And I made him watch it all. Naked. Sitting there. His prick was so hard. Goddamn!"

"And then, I dumped him. Kicked him out. Into the street, with his clothes in his hands. He was a slimeball. Even though he had a perfect cock, thin, long and hard."

Nodding rapidly, Alex said, "Yes. Yes. It was my fault. But his prick was just perfect for butt sex. And, somehow, I was fixated on butt sex then, I just had to get a dick up my ass. I don't know why."

I rolled my eyes. At least that part of the story hadn't changed much. This girl had a passion for dick in her ass.

I jumped back in, "Ok, you have this... history.... in high school. I can get that. But.... Why the fuck did you become roommates in college? How could you continue on, together, from high school, after that?"

"Well, I liked it, the butt licking, her tongue in my butt...." said Juliet. "I liked it a lot."

"I liked it, too," said Alex, cutting in. "We both liked when I licked her butt. And her cunt. And, she still likes it. Every so often."

"So, it was convenient to share a room in the dorm," said Juliet. "To have my special butt-licker right at hand, get my best parts licked, fucking orgasms galore, and no one would know."

"Until now," I said. I was a bit exhausted by all the emotional fallout, the coercion and the strange revelations. "Wow. Who would have guessed? Who could have guessed?"

The two girls exchanged glances, then looked expectantly at me.

"What?" I asked defensively.

"We want to keep that secret," said Alex.

"Yeah," said Juliet.

"Ok," I said. "I don't want to get anyone in trouble. And I promise I won't hold it over you. I don't believe in coercion. But,... damn.

"I am exhausted. Now what should we do? We can't continue this, for sure."

Alex and Juliet looked at each other, then me. Juliet shrugged. "Are you hungry?" she asked. "We could go to Finagle's."

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After we downed a bucket of long-necks and some extra crispy fries, the unnatural tension from earlier in the evening just seemed to evaporate. Alex giggled at Juliet's jokes, and Juliet put her hand over mine to signal her agreement with the random bullshit comments I was making.

Alex yawned a bit, and then stood up. "Time's wasting. Let's get back."

She and I held hands (!!) on the return to the dorm. We had finally progressed to some more obvious public displays of affection, and I was pleased with my bright-eyed crush. Juliet also comfortably slipped her hand under Alex's opposite arm, and we went as a trio down the street. All the rancor and fuss of the evening were now entirely dissipated.

When we got to the door of their room, I hesitated, "Good night, Alex. Good night Juliet. This was fun."

Alex rolled her eyes, "Idiot." And pulled me into the room after Juliet had opened the door. "WE saved room for dessert."

Stupidly, I asked, "Oh, what are we having for dessert?"

She giggled, and the two girls grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled up. "We are having you for dessert. Are you ready to get eaten up?"

I stood there dumbly, shocked by this sudden turn of events. They took advantage of my stunned state, to unbutton my jeans and pull them down and off my legs.

"What? I thought we weren't going to do any coercion? Right?"

"Do you want us to stop?" asked Alex.

I stood still for a few seconds. Didn't answer.

"Of course not. Just lean into it. It'll be fun."

By now, Juliet had also stripped off all her clothes. "Fair's fair." She reached for my hand, and pulled it to her mouth, taking in my fingers and drooling on them.

Still dumbfounded, I passively let her continue to move my fingers as if I was an unprogrammed waldo robot. She drifted my wet fingers across her tight nipples, and said "Suck. Get in there."

I obliged, leaning forward to her chest, reaching out my tongue and lips to her puckered aureola. She took my limp hand and fingers, and then rubbed them on her pubic hair, then down her clit and slit. I stiffened my fingers to assist her in diddling her private parts.

I could hear Alex's clothes drop to a heap behind me. Then I felt her hot breath along my butt crack.

I giggled a bit. Perhaps it was hysteria, but maybe also because, as a group, we were physically just about where we had been only a few hours earlier, while the emotional state had switched 180 degrees from undisguised rancor and coercion to playful mutual pleasure.

How had that happened? A few beers? French fries? That seemed unlikely.

Or, maybe, I had underestimated the strength of the bond between these two long-term friends, who had persevered in their relationship despite Alex's huge betrayal in high school. Somehow, they had worked out a way to maintain their common interests and kinks. Even though, the way they chose seemed very weird to me.

And now maybe I was part of their bond, too.

Whatever.

My little head was done with analyzing ephemeral trivia like emotions and such. It was sprung hard upwards, and it was reaching with all the fibers of its tiny mind. For cunt. For asshole. For mouth.

"Suck me," I said, almost unconsciously.

"You do it," said Alex to Juliet. The girl squatted down, cunt wide and drooling, mouth directly aimed at my turgid prick, and she pulled me in.

Alex busied herself with my other side, licking her finger, and rubbing it along my butt crack, tapping on my asshole. She stopped, stood up, then went to the open drawer, where I now knew these girls kept their sex toys. I watched as she brought out lube. And a butt plug. No, two butt plugs.

"What are those for?" I asked. My concentration was diverted from the slurping blowjob being administered by Juliet.

"You know what they are for, dummy," Alex smirked.

"Ok, then, WHO are those for?"

"Who wants one?" she asked.

"Maybe Juliet wants one?" I asked hopefully.

"Juliet?" asked Alex.

"OK, but I will have to stop sucking your dick," said Juliet, looking at Alex out of the corner of her eye.

I lifted Juliet by her shoulders, and laid her on the bed, face up. She scooted back, put a pillow under her ass, and raised her legs high. Her fuzzy red-rimmed cunt and dark furry asshole were prominent, pulsing.

My cock twinged in appreciation.

Alex began licking at her furry cunt, while I lubed up the plug. I put it in Alex's hand for her to play around Juliet's ass, then I focused my own interests on Alex's naked ass.

I took the other plug, lubed it, and spread her cheeks with one hand, separating my thumb and fingers in an O centered on the pink star. I swirled the tip of the plug around Alex's well-used muscle ring. She bumped her body back whenever I had the plug lined up in her hole, so I took the hint and pushed it in.

"Oh good, that feels good," she said.

I began to push the plug in and out, stretching her anus. "You fucking turn me on, Alex," I said. "Fuck you are hot."

"Do you have a condom?" she asked.

"Huh? How could I? We didn't stop at the... you know... at the place," I answered, as my brain was going fzzzzz from all the sexual stimulation.

"Oh, then I guess you will just have to fuck my ass," she said.

I thought: Doh. I should learn this. She has a code. Do you have a condom = she wants it up the ass.

Further note to self: I should never buy condoms.

I plucked the butt plug out of Alex's ass, kept it in my hand, and lined my prick up against her loosening hole. I pushed. "Fuck, Alex, you bitch.... Cunt.... Bastard...... Shit...... Fuck..... Asshole....." I spooled out useless random cuss words.

She was pounding the second butt plug in and out of Juliet's hole, and Juliet was beginning to buck, bouncing on the pillow, legs flailing in the air.

Alex lifted her head, reached to pull on the nipples in front of her, then bent her head to bite, gently, at Juliet's fully-extended clitoris.

I was still whaling away at Alex's own butt hole, my prick fully enjoying the tight wetness.

"Fucker," shouted Juliet, clamping her legs around Alex head. She spasmed, twisting on the bed, rolling back and forth. "Oooh. Gahh. Fuck... Shit..... Cunt."

It was hard to keep fucking Alex as her body twisted under Juliet's leg lock, but I kept my pace, and fucked in even harder.

As Juliet's orgasm subsided, Alex was able to prise her head out of the leg lock. She commanded, "Turn over, bitch. I've got a hard dick very handy, right here, and it is going to fucking pound your asshole to oblivion." She looked at me and gestured.

I continued to fuck Alex's ass, watching the tableau unfold in front of me.

Obediently, Juliet turned face down, and pulled her legs to each side, raising her butt and fully opening her asshole and cunt to view. There was a wide gape, red and brown edged, and Alex pushed her finger in, then her tongue, then the butt plug. In out in out. Not gently. She finally pulled it out with a pop, sent it flying across the bed.

Alex reached for more lube, reached behind to pour it on my pistoning prick slamming her asshole, and then forwards into Juliet's fully-exposed hole. Finally, she grabbed my dick, then used it to pull me around her body and line it up against Juliet's ready asshole.

"Punch fuck her. Pound it in," she said, and then slapped my ass hard.

The rim of Juliet's asshole was not uniformly lubed, and as I pounded in, the friction on the side of my dick was exceptionally tight. As I drew back, I smoothed out the lube with my hand, rubbing it all around my veiny cock, then used my finger around her rim to prepare for a fast return. My dick had whitened where Juliet's tight asshole had squeezed out the blood.

"Fuck her ass," commanded Alex.

I responded with a long, fast push, balls-deep. While fully embedded, I jerked my body in short strokes to maximize the stimulation.

Alex reached a finger and pushed it into my asshole, then bent it and pulled it in and out, distending my anus. "Fuck her butt," she said. She grabbed my tightening balls with her fist, then licked them. Then she put her tongue in my ass.

That popped my top, raising waves of cum and ripples of spasms in my ass, balls and dick.

I held my erupting prick right at the edge of Juliet's hole, filling it with white spunk.

Alex was right there, looking over my shoulder. "Oh my god, look at that. He came so much, Juliet. Your hole is filled."

After my spurts subsided, Alex shouldered me out the of way. She plunged her fingers and then her tongue, into the slime-filled well, pulling out my sperm. Juliet's distended asshole worked to contract against the onslaught, but Alex was more dominant.

"Fuuuuccccckkkk," sighed Juliet.

Alex held out her hand, shook it at me.

"What?" I asked.

She lifted her head, "Give me the other plug."

"Oh, of course," I said, and slapped the lubed plug in her hand. Alex crammed it up Juliet's butt.

"You are going to wear this tomorrow, in the shower," she commanded. "Prove to the sluts on this hall that your butt reigns supreme."

Alex stood and looked at me. "You, mister cock. Your turn. Bend over."

Sheepishly, I bent and spread my cheeks, as Alex licked my butt clean of the sweat and errant cum that had pooled there. Then, she rammed the butt plug in.

"You are going to wear this tomorrow, too, in the shower. Prove to the boys that your girlfriend is the kinkiest. And the most sexy. And that they are the fucktards.""

She said, Girlfriend! My heart gave a pitter pat of joy.

But, wait, what? I had to wear the plug into the communal shower? Really? That was just gay.

I thought I would deal with that embarrassment later; maybe I could talk her out of it.

I stood, butt plug reminding me of the asshole-focused activity. Alex had bent over the bed to kiss Juliet on the lips, and the two were now embracing.

I reached over to cover them both with a hug. "That was fantastic, Alex. I am proud to be your boyfriend. And, Juliet, you rocked my world today. Fantastic."

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