7. Buffing Up

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental. Of course, if your name is Kyle, please feel free to pretend this is about you.

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After homecoming, the pressures of academics meant that Alex and I had to focus more on study and less on, well, butt fucking.

But, that did not mean that butt fucking was out of my mind. Remember that pop-up boner problem? It had returned. Frequently. At embarrassing times.

It was mid-morning. There was a loud knock on the door of my room. Dan answered, standing there otherwise mostly naked in his gym shorts. "Yeah? Oh, Hi Alex. "

She looked him up and down, "Do I need to schedule an appointment for you? You are looking a little... ungroomed."

Dan's eyes goggled at her, "What?"

"Your body hair. Unkempt. Unappetizing."

"What do you mean?"

"Juliet has expressed her preferences, am I right?"

Dan looked at her, quizzically, his head a vacant blank where a normally-operating face would go. "She talked to you... about me?"

Alex put her hands on her hips, "Already, I have spent more time with you than I wished. I give you fabulous, important information and you look at me as if I were a concrete block. Take your furry body and go. Leave. I have important things to review with Kyle." She motioned with two hands, and swept a confused Dan out into the hallway, like any ordinary detritus. She closed and locked the door behind her.

"You," she said to me. "I want a report. Have the other men on this wing made any comments about your naked body? You know, the lack of pubic hair and such?"

"Not to me," I said. But, after getting a Brazilian wax job in preparation for Home Cumming, I had been rather judicious in my choice of times to venture into the shower, selecting periods where it was normally vacant of other observers.

"Hmmm. So, then it must be something specific for Dan? Juliet has asked me to complete a fact-finding mission. Dan has apparently resisted a.... depilation procedure... due to his anticipation of peer pressure."

She continued. "So, you, boyo. I want to understand the first fact: are you in fact, still smooth? Smooth all around the most important bits?"

I closed my books and notes. This was clearly not going to be a physics study session.

"I will show you mine, if you show me yours," I attempted to bargain.

"We don't have time right now for a full session, although I admit I have missed your cock and your tongue. But, we have only a couple minutes. So, please, just take off your clothes. Once I have had a chance to inspect, you can put them back on."

"Fuck, Alex, that is teasing," I said. But without hesitation, I kicked off my shoes and lifted my T-shirt over my head.

Alex drew near, and put her hands on my gym shorts, and with a swift yank, pulled them down to my ankles. She then pressed her face to my bare buttocks, rubbing back and forth.

"This area is still smooth. But, it would be better if you oiled it; that will keep the skin soft, too. Now, turn around. I must inspect the rest."

I spun obediently, hampered by the puddle of clothing at my ankles. She, thankfully, caught my prick in her mouth as I made the 180 degree turn.

"Fuck yeah," I said. "I want to pound you so bad right now." The little head had leapt to instant erection -- already achieving step 1) of his life goals: get sucked. Too bad that step 2) fuck and step 3) cum were unlikely to happen anytime soon.

She popped my boner out of her mouth. "Lift up your leg. High."

I extricated one ankle from the shorts on the floor and pulled my leg up, holding the knee joint with one hand and using the other on my desk to retain balance.

Crouching under me, Alex licked along the shaft of my prick, along my balls (two long licks - one on each), then into the valley of my butt crack. She stopped to swirl twice around my asshole, with one little poke into the hole to remind my of how much torture she was delivering.

"That is smooth too, but in 3 days, you will have stubble. I will schedule an appointment to fix this issue. Is that OK?" she asked, but I didn't really ascertain any hint of question in her voice, it was more of a command.

"OK," I said, meekly.

"Put your clothes back on. I am done with step one of the fact-finding mission."

With considerable regret, I began to put my clothes back on.

Alex, leaning back with eyes scanning my naked body, clearly made a deliberate decision, and then stopped me from dressing further, saying, "Fuck. I can't resist."

She found my dick with her mouth, and sucked, hard, fingernails lightly pulling at my balls. My erection bounced around the back of her throat. She pushed a single finger, just a little bit, into my butt hole.

"I changed my mind. Maybe we do have time..." she said.

"Get your clothes off," I commanded. "I am going to fuck your asshole. Right here." I pulled her skirt down, off. Then her panties.

"Hello Kitty," I said to the cartoon image. "Are you ready to fuck?" I nuzzled in to her waxed cunt, licking her clit and the labia. I pushed a finger along her butt crack, tweaking her asshole.

Alex pushed lube into her butthole, then pushed my finger in, stroking it in and out. I added a second finger. Then, I switched to my thumb, pounding in the full digit and the meaty area of my thumb base.

"Fuck, Kyle, that feels so good."

She was fully bent over, hips cocked up, displaying her asshole and cunt fully to me. She held the doorknob, facing the door, as I moved to spear her butt with my hard boner.

She dropped the door handle, and used one hand to pull at a buttock, offering more access to her dark anus ring. The other hand reached under and guided my dick into her butt.

I pushed, and my red-flamed corona head just barely entered the ready and lubed hole. Alex pushed out, opening the muscle slightly.

I pushed harder. The head was now in and the muscle ring was distending, widening, as my dick bludgeoned its way into her anus.

There was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I called out.

"Tim."

"Hey Tim, Dan is not here right now, and I'm a little busy, OK? Can you come back later?"

I heard sniggers from the other side of the door.

"Fuck off you two, just fuck the right off."

I pushed hard into Alex's asshole. She reached under to rub her clit. I pinched her nipples savagely, then used my hands to spread her cunt wide open as my prick ravaged her next-door asshole.

Her breath was ragged, erratic, as I continued to pound my rock-hard dick into her willing asshole.

And just like that, she came. No warning. Her butt spasmed hard, in mid-stroke, gripping my moving dick and jamming it in one position.

"Fuuuucccck," said Alex. "Your prick got my motor running."

I slowly pulled my butt-slimed dick out of her butt. "Turn around. Lick it. Suck it."

She did, gently licking the head, then moving lower and ultimately sucking in my entire cock to its roots.

Next, I pushed her all the way to the ground, face up, lying on her back. I crouched over her face, and lowered my own asshole right onto her waiting tongue.

"Get it in there, you fucker," I said. I suppose that, perhaps, this too could have been overheard by the peanut gallery that was apparently waiting outside.

But I didn't care. Like my little head, all I wanted to do now, was cum.

I rode her tongue roughly, grabbing her hair to lift her face into my butt crack. Then, I slammed my prick down her throat. She was gagging, but I continued.

Finally, she pushed away with both hands. "I can't do that anymore. At least, not anymore right now."

I roughly flipped her over, so she was face down, ass up. And I repositioned my dick as a battering ram into her loosened asshole.

"Oh, good, fuck me," said Alex. "Give it to me. I have been waiting for this."

She reached with her hand and directed my long, thin prick deep in her well-used anal entrance. I pushed all the way in, bouncing my pubic bone on her tailbone, then pounding in, long strokes all the way out, until it was a zen-balance of falling completely out of her hole vs. restarting the hammering return blow.

She started spasming again.

"I'm not done yet," I growled in her ear. "Should I fuck your cunt right now?" I jammed my fingers into her gruel-filled cunt. Her spasms continued.

"Should I get Timmy and Danny to come in and fuck your mouth? Both of them, alternating strokes deep in your face? Fucking your face?"

I slapped, her, gently, and it was enough for her to kick off fully. Her orgasm triggered my own, and I fired shot after shot of hot cum deep into her butt.

Again, when I withdrew my cock, I fed the slime-covered, hot-blooded torpedo into her mouth. She licked it and said, "Fuck that was good. Fuck!"

--/--

Alex unlocked the room door, and called down the hall. Dan was standing in Tim's doorway, like usual, talking with him about the sports updates that were always playing on Tim's big screen TV.

"Dan, can you please come back here a moment? I have some questions for you," she said.

Dan hesitated, then with a quick head nod to Tim, turned and came back to our room. Alex shut the door behind him.

He looked quizzically at me. I shook my head slightly. Now was not the time to ask if Alex and me had been fucking. First, it was pretty obvious. Second, Alex had her own agenda and wasn't in the mood for delay.

"You may recall our last question and answer session," started Alex. Dan's face fell instantly as he recalled the embarrassment when Alex had caught him in flagranti delicto masturbating in public.

"Mmmm," Dan prevaricated.

"Alex, you may recall that we promised we would never bring that up again," I said, coming to the aid of my roommate.

"Yes, but here I have a simple fact-finding mission on behalf of Juliet, and if the questions are answered in certain ways, I believe an opportunity might... arise... for... let's say..... sexual sports at an advanced level, that would involve our friend Dan."

Dan's face swirled with alternating emotions: embarrassment, lust, wonder, confusion.

"Dan, you may recall that previously I had asked you about virginity..."

"Alex, you must stop NOW," I interrupted firmly.

"No, no. That's OK, " allowed Dan. "I can take it."

"Is that still true?" asked Alex.

"Depends what you mean," said Dan. "But, yes, I am much more experienced than before. And I think, maybe, happier with my relationship situation."

"May I ask, are you involved with Juliet?"

"She has been, um, a part of my life, yes."

"Are you wanting to expand that part of your life?"

"I like Juliet a lot, and... Well, she is a very hot girl. You can tell her that. But, she has some kinky ideas. And, well, I like her, but I am not going to.... Well, I am not expanding that relationship yet, if it is at the expense of my pubic hair, OK?" he blurted.

Alex's face fell. "Well, thanks for your information. I think my fact-finding mission is now over." She turned and left.

"Your girlfriend is weird, Kyle."

I nodded absently. "Sure."

--/--

Alex had texted and asked me to come for an extra study session. I brought my physics text and the class notes. Another warm day had me wearing a graphic T ("Diamond Minors") and running shorts.

When I knocked on her door, there was no answer. I checked my phone, yes, this was the time and date requested. I look up and down the hall. "Hey, have you seen Alex or Juliet? I am supposed to have a study session," I asked one of the females walking past.

She pointed down the hall, "I think they are there."

I started moving toward the end of the hall. This was the way toward the student lounge for the floor, and the female toilets and showers. The lounge was vacant, hot in the afternoon sun. So, I continued, a bit sheepishly, down to the next facilities.

"Alex? Are you around?" I called gently into the quiet room.

Juliet exited, "Shshh. Stupid." She pulled me into the foyer of the shower room. It was way different than the men's set up: here, there were individual rooms, each with a door for privacy.

Alex was standing, near naked in bra and panties, in one of the doors. She beckoned me, and Juliet pushed me forward into the room.

On the way, I stopped and set my physics book and papers on a high shelf, outside the stalls. I was imagining that things might get quite wet in that little shower room.

"OK, we need to keep quiet," hissed Juliet. "We aren't likely to be disturbed if you don't make noise."

Alex grinned an evil grin. "You will have to suffer in silence."

"What?"

"Take your clothes off," she said.

"But Juliet..." I protested.

"Has already seen, eaten and been fucked by your magnificent cock. So, please don't waste time."

My little head did a jump for joy. Its simple life goals were maybe aligning here, again. A little squirt of pre-cum laid out its response to the situation.

"Remember, keep quiet," hissed Juliet. "Bend over, and don't make noise."

She dusted my ass, ass crack and dangling scrotum with some kind of powder. Then, she applied a warm sugar wax over big parts of the area, three large stripes.

Alex blew on the hot mix to cool it, then both girls took an edge of a different wax stripe, and, looking at each other, smiled and ripped them off my body.

"Fuuuuckk." I hissed quietly. "That hurt."

"Shut up," said Alex. "We do this all the time. Don't make noise."

Juliet ripped the third stripe off. I raised up on tiptoes, but managed to keep from emitting a groan.

"Good boy. You are a very good boy!" said Alex.

This time, Alex spread my butt crack, and Juliet applied the sugar wax along and around my butthole.

Rip! Rip!

"Fuuuuuccck," I breathed out slowly. "This better be worth it," I said to Alex.

Alex checked for unplucked hairs, pointing them out to Juliet. She rubbed more powder along my skin. Then, they stripped seven more wax strips.

It was painful. But I managed to remain quiet.

"Turn," ordered Alex. My fully hard prick toggled back and forth as I straightened and turned to face the two girls.

"Oh, my!" whispered Juliet. "Alex, you are going to have to let me..."

"We'll see," said Alex. "First, I want this smooth."

They eliminated all my belly and pubic hair, except for a narrow, curly landing strip right above my rampantly erect dick, and a thin line of darker hair, the treasure trail, that pointed down from my belly button along my center-line.

Juliet began applying an oily lotion to my body area that had just been waxed. She used it liberally on my asshole, too, and spread a bunch up and down my shaft as well, even though nothing had been waxed there.

"I will take care of his sac later," said Alex, cradling my balls. "Waxing is not the best for this tender skin."

Juliet breathed out, a sigh. Of lust? Want? She licked her lips.

"Can I?" asked Juliet.

"Lick his asshole? Yes."

Meanwhile, Alex put her lips on top of my hot prick, licking all around the edge of the sensitive glans, and then arranged her mouth to suck right at the edge line. She used her tongue to tickle my peehole and it obligingly rendered up pre-cum to her probe.

Juliet crouched under, head backward and tongue extended into my butt crack, where she found my newly denuded asshole. She swirled around and around, tentatively touching the center of the rim, then retreating.

"Fuck Juliet, stop teasing," I said. "Get your tongue in there." Grabbing Alex's ears, I ordered, "Alex, take it all the way down, you cunt. Gag on it. I want to pound your throat."

We were interrupted by a sharp sound, outside the little stall. Was it a book dropping?

Juliet, still wearing her clothes, cracked open the door. "What was that?" she asked.

Another female voice answered, "Sorry, I maybe accidentally knocked this book off the shelf."

"Oh," said Juliet. She remained standing in the doorway, warily looking out of the cracked door.

"Does it belong to you?" the other voice asked.

"No," said Juliet.

I began to silently curse my stupidity for leaving the book unguarded outside, yet still inside the women's shower area. How would I ever be able to claim it back? I couldn't just say that I had misplaced it, right? Inside the women's shower area?

"OK, I guess I will just keep care of it, then," said the voice. Steps retreated.

"Fuck fuck fuck. There goes my physics book."

Juliet giggled. "That was Jocelyn, the biggest lez on the whole floor. I don't think she is going to want to return it in exchange for sexual favors, either. Sorry Kyle."

"I think our cover is blown," said Alex. "We should adjourn and try this again later."

"Fuck me," I said, and sighed.

"Not now," said Juliet. She lightly spanked my naked balls.

--/--

I hung around the doorway to Alex's room, but no invitation to come inside was forthcoming.

"C'mon Alex. I need to get that book back. How am I going to study for physics now?"

"Borrow the book from Tim. Or Dan. Or, what's his name? Jason."

"Tim is a fucking art major. Dan is a history major. They don't take physics. Fuck me."

I left, pissed off at this irrational request from my irrational girlfriend. Not to mention, but I had a severe case of blue balls. And my newly-depilated skin was feeling just a bit... abused.

This day had sucked all around. And not in a good way.

--/--

Thursday night. I was in my room, studying. Tomorrow, the weekly gamut of tests in my core curriculum: physics, chemistry and calculus.

Dan was off somewhere, I think maybe with Tim. It was getting toward the end of the semester, and I think he maybe had some big papers to write or something. I don't know how he was planning to get it done and delivered on time. But, not my circus, not my monkey.

Buzz. A text from Alex. It said, simply, "Tomorrow. And, Saturday."

Hmmm. A promise? Or just my overzealous imagination? The boner problem reappeared briefly, but I banished it by returning to a focus on integrals. How the fuck does that work when you have a discontinuous function, again?

--/--

Dan entered the room, a bit noisy.

"Hey. bro. Good news for you."

I looked up at him, "Huh?"

"Yeah, I am going to be out over the weekend. So, you know, you'll have a little more privacy than usual."

"This is sudden. What's happening, dude?"

"Ah, well, there is a problem, and I have to go home. Dad... has some ideas on how to fix it. But, its very very serious."

"What? Can I help?"

"No. Um. Maybe, I dunno. I have to go home and, well, first I have to get it fixed up with my Dad. Then, maybe you can help. It might be a big deal. But, later, later. I have to first fix it with Dad."

As Dan departed, I started to wonder: how had Alex known that Dan would be out this weekend? "Tomorrow. And Saturday."

--/--

Alex met me at the door as I exited the calculus test room. She was carrying a duffel, her skimpy crop top outlining her unbounded, bra-less titties. Her skimpy track shorts were revealing a long expanse of bare, smooth leg. Shiny. Lightly oiled.

"Fuuuck," I growled at her. "You look hot. No. Not just hot. Volcanic."

"Funny," she said. "I have heard that before. It was a big promise then, by a little man, and there was but very little little actual fucking, none in fact. Just wasted cum spilled on the ground."

She continued, "Today, I want a big dick, your big dick. My man, my big man. And I want a huge amount of actual fucking. Pounding. And cumming," she said. Then, after a beat, she whispered in my ear, "In my ass."

We walked back to the dorm, to my room. The door was already open a slight crack.

"Is Dan still here?" I asked, then startled as Juliet's eyes became visible at the side of door. She kept her body hidden behind the door. Alex pushed it fully open, pulled me through, then closed and locked it.

Juliet was wearing a special costume: a mouth gag, leather harness with nipple cutouts (were those metal teeth?) and a gigantic pink dildo strapped inside her cunt. And essentially nothing else.

"Say hello to your cunt slave," said Alex.

"Alex, we have talked about this before. I am not willing to have any coercion for sex. None. And, by definition, a cunt slave is a sex slave is a slave. Not a free person. So, that means there is coercion."

"Do you want to leave?" She gabbed my hard dick with her hand. "Ask her. She has a mouth."

I reached out and unsnapped the ball gag from Juliet's mouth.

"Don't be a dumbshit, Kyle. We are playing dress-up. I am not a slave, except as a fantasy in Alex's mind. And, yes, I want to fuck. In my cunt. My asshole. And I want your dick. So, don't make a mistake. WE are going to fuck your brains out. All weekend long."

Alex repositioned the gag, and turned to me, "Satisfied? She also has my permission, to the extent that I have any say in the matter, to share your body today. Are you OK with that?"

I swallowed, as the import of that comment hit home. "You love me. But I can fuck Juliet..."

"Yes. That is how much I love you. I want you to have full range of freedom to get all the pleasure you can. Because I know that you love me."

Juliet had pulled the lofted mattresses down, and reset them in the center of the room. Dan's scented candle was burning. There were condoms on the top of the clothes chest, and lube. The windows were open, providing a slight breeze to carry away the increasing smell of aroused teen cunt that was complementing the vanilla and sandalwood of the candle.

Alex opened her duffle and brought out some further leather implements, another bottle of lube, and a range of dildoes and butt plugs, including some anal beads almost 2" in diameter.

"Jesus, Alex. Those are huge."

"They are not for you. But, if things go as we might expect, you will be a witness to their destructive potential."

She placed the last of the items on the chest, then folded the duffle and put it away neatly, in the corner "Now, get your clothes off."

I slid my shoes off, placed them atop the folded duffle, then removed the rest of my clothes. I put those in the hamper in the closet. Tidy, I know. But I was thinking I would not need them again soon, and anyway, there was a whole chest of fresh clothing at hand.

"Juliet," directed Alex, "Please administer a muscle massage to Kyle. And, keep your hands off his fuck bits for a while. Just massage. No happy endings. We are saving his cum for later."

She straightened, then unlocked the door and left, locking it again behind her. I was alone, stark naked with Juliet, who was dressed as a fuck slave. And my girlfriend had just left.

What the fuck, Alex? I thought. Now is the time you leave? Things were just getting interesting, right?

I looked to Juliet. "Let me have that gag, OK?"

"Thanks, my jaw was starting to hurt," she said. "And, lay down, OK? I have been creaming to get my hands on your beautiful body. Ever since that day in our shower room. And Alex has given me... um... the right to use you. I mean, your body. It."

She drifted out a fresh, clean sheet over the mattresses, smoothing the wrinkles and covering the other bedding.

"Lay down here, boyo. Face down. Lay your arms at your side. And, legs a little spread."

I complied. She tickled along my butt, running her finger down my smooth ass crack. Then, giggled. "Sorry, I couldn't resist. Alex is not here to police me, but, I will try to stay within her directions, OK?" She lightly stroked her fingernail along my butt again, then giggled.

I closed my eyes. At first, I was replaying the errors I might have made in today's tests. Even with the sex scenario, it was hard not to think about the tests.

Fuck, I thought to myself. "Tomorrow. And Saturday." It was only afternoon, and already my mind was blown. There was time ahead for... almost anything. And Alex had a very... interesting... imagination for sex.

Today. A simple massage. Administered by Alex's long-time friend and part-time lesbo ass-licking roommate, Juliet. No way that was going to remain innocent.

I forced my brain onto the preparations Juliet was making. I could hear squishing sounds as she was blending the rapidly-melting solid coconut oil with something else, A whiff of new scent... sandalwood oil. And vanilla.

She rubbed the mix on the inside of my knee. "Are you allergic to this stuff?"

"Dunno. No." I shrugged on the mattress.

She waited a couple more minutes, then, satisfied, began moving the warm oil onto the back of my calves. She squeezed hard, separating the muscle bundles under the skin.

I groaned.

"Too hard?" she asked.

"Maybe? I'm loving it. But maybe not quite so much."

She adjusted her intensity and resumed, drawing her strength down along my Achilles tendon, then to the flat of my foot.

"Fuck that is good." The thoughts emptied from my head, replaced with pure connection to my body and the feelings in my muscles from her rubbing, squeezing.

She repeated for my other calf, Achilles and foot.

Then she paused to prepare more massage oil. I didn't move, listening intently to her movements, her breath.

She rustled the sheets and the mattress, then pushed a boule of scented coconut in the middle of my back. She spread it along my spine, then, using her thumbs, rubbed hard on the muscles under my shoulder blades, and alongside the spinal bones.

At each push, she used her body weight, leaning over me. Was I imagining it? Were her little teats dragging on my skin? Little biting metal clips?

My world had contracted to the simple sigh of her breath as she bore down, and the endless feeling of heavy pressure and muscle release along my back, the tiny light dragging of teats on my skin, little bird feet dodging the heavy weight of her hands.

She turned, facing backward toward my feet. My lower back was nestled between her spread thighs. She had no weight on me, none on my vulnerable lower back, just kneeling with her weight on the bed. I cupped her knees lightly in my palms, gently resting at my sides.

She took the massage oil and ran it down my glutes and the back of my hamstrings to my knee joint, thumbs running tight on my inner thighs. At each extension of her arms, I could smell the wet heat of her sex emitting from around the big dildo buried in her cunt, squelching at each stroke.

My naked boner was pressed heavily into the sheet, creating its own liquid pool of pre-cum to slide in.

Juliet changed her rhythm, now pulling upward on the reverse stroke, dragging her hands along my inner thighs and spreading my glutes at the end of each stroke. My scrotum was shifting as it ferried its cargo of testicles back and forth with the waves of movement from her massage.

"Hey, no cheating. Are you supposed to be looking at my nuts?"

"I'm not looking at your nuts."

"OK, stop looking at my butthole, then."

She giggled. "Alex just said I wasn't allowed to massage your fuck bits. She never said I couldn't look at your nuts or your asshole. So, I am looking. OK?"

"Fuck me," I sighed.

"Turn over," she commanded.

I waited for her to roll off, make space, but she retained her position astride my lower back. I squirmed a few times, my arms got in the way, I twisted them, made it to 90 degrees, then finally all the way over with my butt on the sheet, my face up toward the ceiling.

My boner was pulsing in the air, pointed straight at her titties and mouth. The sheen of pre-cum had wetted it down to the small tuft of pubes remaining on my denuded body.

"Oh, fuck I would really like to massage that!" said Juliet. "But Alex would kill me."

Instead, she began a campaign of crab-walking her knees backward, shifting her ass along my body, upward toward my head.

I could see the bare butthole coming closer and closer, and I could smell the intensity of her aroused, teen cunt, squelching on the large pink dildo.

I reached out and pulled the dildo out of her cunt, then pushed it back in.

"Hey, no cheating," she said.

"Alex never said I couldn't fuck YOUR fuck bits," I retorted. I slammed the dildo home again, then tapped hard on the base.

Low and behold! The thing started to buzz, deep solid vibrations. Who knew that solid pink dildoes have buzzer switches in their base? And to think that here I was in college, learning new things every single damn day.

Juliet froze in place, caught her breath. "Oh fuck," she breathed.

I pulled the vibrating dildo out of her cunt, then ran its vibrations forward along her clit. I bumped the fake glans against her again and again, tapping hard at the swelling clit in its hood.

While I had her full attention on the front of her sex, I scooped some massage oil onto my other thumb. Then, I pushed that thumb deep into Juliet's naked asshole.

The pre-lubed asshole simply swallowed my thumb, greedily, happily. I pushed my thumb in her ass in time with the pink dildo stroking across her clitty. Juliet began to buck back, sitting hard onto the dual appendages I was wielding into her sex and backside.

"Fuck it, Juliet. Push it in. Pound it in," I said to her. I was wishing I had another pair of hands, so that I could reach around and pull her titties in their little biting leather cages.

Juliet was starting to ride, lifting her ass and pounding back down on the dildo and thumb. The thwack sound of her butt hitting my chest was so so reminiscent of regular fucking, my little head was almost beside itself.

A small moan escaped from Juliet's throat, then a second, louder. She was gradually building to yelping and I suspected, screaming was coming in the not-too-distant future.

The door unlocked, and Alex entered. The new light from the hallway startled Juliet, and she stopped bucking, sucked in her breath, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Alex, I couldn't help myself. I want to fuck him. Bad."

Alex came into the room, looked at the arrangements of items embedded in Juliet's holes, and began to laugh. "You did well. His penis is still virgin for today. Meanwhile, your cunt and your asshole have had their first workout."

I slipped my thumb out of her ass, and the dildo extruded itself from her cunt.

Alex reached back and spanked Juliet's bare asshole, hard, twice. "Remember, I will be using this hole tonight. Again."

She pushed Juliet off my body.

"Now. Get up. Get off him, and get dressed. I have something, someone, outside for you, and I want you to... well, maybe you know what to do. I want that person and that item to get aligned with today's program, and then I want you to bring it in here for the gala finale."

Alex began stripping off her clothing. She looked over at the dumbfounded Juliet.

"I was so close. So close. To cumming. Right on him." Juliet's face had collapsed. Was she going to cry?

Alex smiled a pitiless smile. "Your turn for blue balls, eh? Kyle had his experience earlier this week. Now, you. And, the one outside, maybe the same. I want all those pent-up feelings of deprivation. We are going to fix it all tonight."

"Now, go."

--/--