College LDR: The Visit Pt. 03

The muffled sound of music on the other side of the door stirred Mark from his sleep. As his eyes fluttered open, they locked onto Lacy, who laid next to him. She smiled, her hand coming up to his chest and began tracing circles over his chest.

"Heyyy" she said slowly. "How ya feeling?"

Mark grinned and stretched his arms up over his head. "Babe, I feel amazing!"

Lacy smiled wider. "Love to hear that! So you're still up for the party tonight?"

Mark's smile faltered slightly as he hesitated. "Ye- Yeah, I mean, if you want to go I'm cool with it."

"Great!" Lacy beamed at him as she sat up, placing her hands on his chest. "Its gonna be so much fun! Now C'mon, we have to get dressed! Roxie's already pregaming!"

With that, Lacy got up and went to the bathroom, leaving Mark to fumble around for his pants. As he pulled his underwear and pants on, he noticed how much lighter and comfier the cage was on his cock. He remembered Lacy's hand on his cock, how he'd unloaded at her touch, and how she'd promised more. He smiled at the thought, as his cock began to swell in its cage once more. The pressure and tightness as it pressed against the bars felt familiar to him now. He tossed on a shirt and walked into the common room, finding Roxie.

Roxie stood by the table, with one foot resting on a chair, clad in converse shoes, fishnet tights that came up to her mid thigh, a short skirt that stopped an inch above her tights, and a fishnet top with star shaped pasties. Mark's eyes nearly shot out of his head.

"Oh good! You're up!" Roxie smiled at him, taking her foot off the chair. "Let me finish tying my shoes, then tell me what you think of my outfit!"

She turned around and reached down, keeping her knees straight and bending at the waist. Her skirt lifted up, revealing her naked pussy pointing directly at him. His eyebrows shot up as he stared. She finished tying her shoes and looked back at him. Seeing the look on his face, she burst out giggling, and stood back up, turning to face him.

"Well? What do you think of my outfit for the party?" She walked towards him, hands clasped together in front of her, batting her eyelashes at him. She smiled and tilted her head inquisitively at him.

He stuttered and blubbered for a moment, trying to string together the right words while his mind was engulfed in a haze of lust at the sight before him. Before he could say anything coherent, she threw her head back in laughter, then walked to the fridge and pulled out three cans. As she walked back with them, Lacy emerged from her room.

Lacy wore a white crop top shirt with the word Barbie across her chest in pink letters, a short red skirt hanging low on her hips with the sides of her panties peeking above it on the sides, and sneakers. Mark stared at her, his jaw hanging slightly open, marveling at the sight, and she giggled at his reaction. She took two cans from Roxie, handed him one, and opened the other. As she took a drink, the question registered in Mark's brain at the same time that Roxie asked it aloud.

"Where's the key?"

A devious grin spread across Lacy's face, and she slowly reached a hand down to the front of her skirt, gently wrapping her fingers around the fabric. She lifted slowly, revealing more and more of the thighs Mark so loved to press his face between, until he saw a glint of light reflected between them. As she lifted higher and higher, the key came into full view. It was hanging in the air between her legs, held by a key ring looping around it and her thong, a thin black strip of fabric pulled tightly against her crotch. As both Mark and Roxie's eyes nearly leapt from their sockets, Lacy threw her head back in uproarious laughter, and let go of her skirt.

"Alright, c'mon now, pick your jaws up off the floor and lets party!"

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When they got to the party, they were greeted by Savanah, another friend of Lacy and Roxie. She ushered them inside, raving about their outfits, as they did the same for her. She wore a baby blue tube top, a white skirt, and white thigh high boots. All the women at this party were dressed in a similarly revealing way. Despite his earlier relief, Mark found his cock starting to once again ache in its cage.

They went further into the party and found Natalie sitting in a circle with Isaac and a few other guys and girls, playing a drinking game. All three of their jaws dropped when they saw her outfit. Unopened condom wrappers were pasted over her nipples with tape, and a bunch of condom packs were tucked into a belt around her waist to form what could loosely be described as a skirt, a black thong with the words "Dinner is served" printed on it in white, and plenty of body glitter. She got up to hug them, kissing Roxie and Lacy on each cheek. When she made it to Mark, he gulped at the devilish grin on her face. She pressed her boobs against his chest and slowly slid a leg between his, sliding it up his thighs until she felt the solid bulge of metal in his pants. She slid a hand up the back of his head, twirling her fingers in his hair and whispered in his ear.

"Enjoy the party, locked boy."

His cock stiffened against the bars of its prison, and she danced away from him, grinning maniacally. As Mark took deep breaths to try to calm down his racing heart and the raging erection crammed in the cage in his pants, Natalie took Lacy and Roxie's hands and brought them into the circle for the game. After a moment, Mark joined them.

The game was simple enough. Cards were dealt, and depending on what cards you got determined how much you drank. The drinks flowed easy, the conversation was light, and pretty soon everyone was a little bit tipsy. That was when Mark noticed Roxie and Natalie exchange a glance.

"How about a new game?" Suggested Natalie. "Its spin the bottle, but we also spin the twister wheel. If it lands on red, whoever the bottle lands on has to spin it again, and kiss whoever it lands on. If it's blue, same thing, but instead of kissing, its seven minutes in heaven. Yellow, you lose an item of clothing, and green, you take a drink." Mark's eyes went wide as the room cheered.

As Mark turned to look at Lacy, Roxie plopped down between them draping an arm over each of their shoulders. "Listen up lovebirds. This is just a game. A fun game among friends. So if someone gets pulled into seven minutes in heaven, or has to kiss someone else because of the game, no one is allowed to be mad about that. Right?"

Mark and Lacy looked back and forth between Roxie and each other. Mark raised an eyebrow, and Lacy's brow furrowed in concern. Roxie rolled her eyes, exasperated.

"Ok fine! I'll make sure neither of you does anything that violates your little 'agreement'". She used air quotes for that word. "But will you please play with us? Please?"

Roxie stuck out her lower lip and gave Lacy puppy dog eyes, while Lacy looked back and forth between Mark and Roxie. Lacy thought a moment, then shrugged her shoulders. "I guess if its just a game its ok."

Mark's eyebrows raised as Roxie rocked back clapping her hands excitedly. Roxie got up and walked back over to Natalie and Isaac, and Lacy scooted closer to Mark and draped her arm over his leg, her hand landing gently in his lap. She looked into his eyes and bit her lip.

"Besides, I already know you're all mine." She gently tapped her hand against his crotch, feeling the rigidness of the cage through his pants. "I've got nothing to worry about." She smiled happily at him, then noticed the concern on his face.

"And neither do you." Her face got serious. "I mean kissing and feeling are one thing, but your dick is the only one I want, understand?"

Seeing Mark relax, her smile returned, more devious this time. "And since I know you're all mine, I think I'll let you do anything you want tonight. Well, almost anything." She tapped her hand against his cage once again, her grin wide. "Now c'mon, let have some fun tonight!"

With a wink and a smile, she turned back to the group circling around the bottle. Natalie reached out and spun it first. It landed on Savanah, who spun the twister wheel and landed on yellow. She grinned, and peeled her blue top up her stomach, up and over her boobs, then up her arms and over her head. She giggled as her cheeks flushed, the movement making her tits jiggle, a mesmerizing sight for all the boys in the room. Mark's cock grew to fill his cage. She spun the wheel, landing on Isaac, who got red on the twister wheel. He spun the bottle, landing on Natalie. They kissed and she sup the twister wheel, landing on green. She took a shot. She spun the bottle, landing on another guy, tall, lean, and giving off arrogant fuckboy vibes. He spun the twister wheel, landing on blue. A grin spread on his face as the room whooped and cheered. He reached out and spun the bottle, and the room erupted in more cheering as the bottle landed on Roxie. She grinned excitedly at him as he stood and reached out his hand to help her to her feet. Natalie tore a condom off her makeshift skirt and put it in the guys hand with a wink.

The cheering in the room continued as they walked across the room and into the closet. The last thing everyone saw of them was Roxie wrapping her arms around him and planting her lips on his as the door swung shut. As the room calmed down, Natalie reached out and spun the bottle once again. It landed on Lacy. She spun the twister wheel, landing on red. She spun the bottle and it landed on Mark. A burst of 'ooh's and 'aww's erupted from the crowd as the two locked eyes on each other. She crawled over to him slowly, seductively. He leaned toward her. She grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pulled him toward her.

Her lips crashed passionately against his, her arms wrapped around him, her fingers combing through his hair. Her lips parted his and her tongue reached hungrily into his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her hips, pulling her against his body. Her fingers tightened around a tuft of his hair as she slowly withdrew her tongue. She pulled his head back by his hair as she broke the kiss as the stunned silence of the room erupted into cheers. Holding his head just away from hers, she pursed her lips and made several kissing noises, miming the motion to the applause of the crowd. He could only stare at her in star struck amazement. She grinned as she slinked away from him and back to her place in the circle.

The throbbing of his cock against the bars of its prison shocked him back to reality. Her passionate antics had left him filled with desire, and the cage held back his desperate attempt at an erection. Practically pulsing with need, his cock stubbornly refused to calm down as he tried to force composure back over himself. Willing himself to ignore the desperation in his pants, he reached forward and spun the twister wheel. It landed on yellow.

A quick burst of fear danced in his mind as he realized that the predicament Lacy had put him in might be revealed to the gathered crowd of partiers. His heart raced and his cock throbbed in its cage with renewed vigor. He looked down at the clothes he had on. Shirt, pants, underwear, socks. He breathed a little easier at the buffers between him and exposure.

He took a deep breath and grabbed the hem of his shirt. The ladies cheered and even Isaac clapped as he lifted it over his head. Another deep breath, and he was finally calm enough to smile at the group. He looked around and caught Lacy beaming at him proudly. He smiled back, relieved that it was about to be someone else's turn in the spotlight.

He reached forward and spun the bottle. It landed on Natalie. She spun the twister wheel, landing on green. After she downed her drink, she spun the bottle, landing on Isaac. He got Yellow on the twister wheel, and also removed his shirt, leading to several cheers and even a gasp from Savanah. Natalie rubbed a hand along his muscled chest in approval. He spun the bottle, landing on Savanah again. She got red on the twister wheel, and spun the bottle again. This time it landed on Lacy.

The crowd cheered as the girls crawled toward each other, grabbing each others faces, and pulled themselves into a steamy makeout. As the cheers died down and they returned to their places, a faint moaning sound was heard. The room quieted further as everyone looked around at each other in confusion at first, then surprise, and finally delirious joy as the moaning grew in volume. They all turned to look at its source, the closet, as the moans grew into a crescendo. The room erupted in cheers. Hooting and hollering, everyone clapped as the closet door swung open and Roxie and the guy exited the closet. Her hair was tussled, his clothes rumpled, and both their mouths glistened. The guy had a smug grin across his face, and Roxie had a dazed, slap happy joy spread across hers. Someone high fived the guy and congratulated him, which let Mark know his name was Tom.

They returned back to the circle, Roxie eagerly bouncing toward the middle to spin the twister wheel. She pouted slightly when it landed on green, then shrugged and threw back the shot that Natalie handed her. As she sat down, Lacy reached out and spun the twister wheel. The crowd erupted in cheers as it landed on blue. She turned and looked sheepishly at Mark before a mischievous grin spread across her face and she spun the bottle.

The bottle landed on Isaac. He and Mark exchanged a glance as a sly smile spread across Isaac's face, and fear crept into Mark's. A pang of jealousy burned hot in Mark's chest as his cheeks flushed red. Roxie gave him a playful shove in the shoulder as he watched Lacy stand and take Isaac's hand. She blew Mark a kiss and winked before turning and walking to the closet with Isaac.

Mark sat crestfallen, a stunned look on his face barely covering the hurt and jealousy welling up inside him. 'Its just a game, its just a game, she would never cheat on me, its just a game' he kept telling himself in his head, trying to will it into existence. But thoughts of them locked in each others arms, in each others lips, bodies pressed against each other, inside each other, tongue to tongue, skin to skin flew through his mind. Visions danced in his head: him kissing her neck, her tongue tracing his jawline, his hand cupping and squeezing her breast, her hand slipping under his shorts, his finger slipping between her labia, his cock inside her, pulling writhing, ecstatic orgasm after orgasm from her. A maelstrom of jealousy, lust, and desperation flew through his mind.

A hand snapping in front of his face brought him back to reality. "Hey, earth to Mark! Wake up dude!" Natalie's voice rang in his ears as his senses returned to him. She was kneeling in front of him with her eyebrows raised. The group was all looking at him with a mix of amusement and concern. He looked around a moment, then smiled sheepishly.

"I think we broke him." chimed in Roxie, giggling. A pang of pain brought his attention to his crotch, where his member fought relentlessly against its bindings, which stubbornly held fast. He had to concentrate hard to hold back a wince.

Natalie looked closely at his face, a deep focus enshrouding her features before a sly smile spread wide. She gave him a knowing look, glanced down at his crotch, then quickly back to his face, raising her eyebrows up and down twice. His face flushed red, and she threw her head back in a fit of giggles.

"Hey dummy, its your turn!" Natalie's voice turned Mark's attention to the bottle pointed directly at him. He slowly composed himself and reached for the twister wheel. It landed on yellow. Mark gulped, and reached for his socks.

"Oh no, no way! No fair!" cried Savanah. "Socks don't count! C'mon, play the game right!" Mark paused and looked around. Everyone seemed to look at each other confused for a moment. Natalie shrugged, then turned to Mark with a mischievous smile.

"Guess she's right. C'mon Mark, pants off!" Mark gulped and took a deep breath. His heart was racing, his cock tense and throbbing in its cage, his face flushing red with fear and embarrassment. He took another breath to steady himself, tried to will himself to remain composed, his hands slowly moving to the button on his pants. His hands shook as he undid the button, his breath catching in his throat as he lowered the zipper. Everyone stared in silent anticipation as he hooked his fingers into his waistband. A chorus of 'ooh's and 'aah's began quietly amongst the group, growing in volume as he shimmied the pants over his underwear, and grew into a crescendo when he slipped them down past his knees.

Mark tried to paste a sheepish smile over his red face as everyone cheered. He spun the bottle quickly and everyone's attention finally turned away from him. As they returned to their game, Mark looked over to the closet, desperately pining to know what was going on in their. Natalie tapped him on the shoulder to bring his attention back to the game in time to see Roxie kiss Savanah. Mark gave Natalie an apologetic glance, and she returned it with a forgiving smile.

The game continued, with Natalie kissing Tom, Tom taking his shirt off, Savanah taking a shot, and Roxie taking her fishnet top off. Then the closet door opened. Everyone looked over to see Lacy and Isaac's ruffled hair, rumpled clothes, and the large tent in Isaac's shorts. His face had a look of disappointment, while her's was annoyed frustration. The knot of fear and worry that had built up in Mark's stomach melted into relief as he realized that they had not had sex in there.

Mark's joy quickly turned to confused fear as Lacy stormed across the room towards him. A chorus of 'ooh's rose from the crowd like he had just been called to the principle's office. When she got to him she grabbed him by the jaw and kept walking, pulling him to his feet. "You. Me. Bathroom. Now."

He stumbled to his feet following her out of the room, through the party as the other party goers shrieked and giggled at the sight. She pulled him into the bathroom and closed the door, slamming him backwards into it and pinning him against it.

Before he could voice his confusion, she planted her lips on his, passion radiating from it. He melted into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her as she eagerly pushed her tongue into his mouth. As they entwined themselves within each other, her hands wandered his body eagerly, grabbing his ass, squeezing his bicep, raking her fingers across his back. She began to kiss along his jaw and down his neck, her hands moving up his body towards his head, only pulling her mouth off his body to bark words in short, desperate bursts.

"I. Need. You. So. Fucking. Much. Right. Now." With the last word, she pulled her mouth free from him and pushed down on the top of his head. He sank to his knees and she lifted one leg and wrapped it over his shoulder. While one hand held the back of his head, the other reached down and pulled her panties to the side, revealing her pussy, wet and aching with need. She shoved his face into it.

As his mouth made contact with her, she stifled a moan. His tongue slid across her pussy, tasting her, feeling her wetness spread over his face. His tongue slid upward, feeling her clit already stiff. She bucked her hips against his face, grinding herself against his tongue. His hands reached up to her ass to hold her against him, his tongue eagerly lapping away between her legs. He fluttered his tongue against her clit, drawing out another moan.

"Oh fuck baby I need you so bad right now!" She whined as her body began to tremble. He stuck his tongue out as far as he could and rocked his face up and down to drag it over her clit. Her leg over his shoulder flexed to pull him in closer, her fingers grabbing a fistful of his hair. Her quivering grew more intense and a moan escaped her lips, quiet at first but growing louder as his tongue rubbed against her clit. Her voice rose to a crescendo as she yelled "Oh FUCK" and climaxed. His hands held her ass as her legs quivered beside his head, her hand holding his head firmly against her pussy.

She collapsed against the door above him, and he rose, helping her to her feet as cheers and applause were heard on the other side of the door. He held her in his arms as her breathing slowly returned to normal. She looked up at him in adoration as she held his face in her hands. She kissed him gently, then smiled. "Thanks babe. I really needed that."

She grinned and took a step back, pulling him with her. "Now lets get back to the party!" Before he could say anything, she reached behind him and opened the door. Grabbing his hand, she led him back past the cheering partygoers to the circle of her friends.

The group hooted and hollered as they returned. Lacy smiled sheepishly, her face red with embarrassment as Natalie playfully punched her shoulder and whooped. Roxie applauded, then spun the twister wheel, landing on red. She spun the bottle, then grabbed it to stop it when it pointed at Mark.

Eyebrows raised around the room, but before anyone could react she lunged at him, planting her lips firmly against his. In Mark's surprise, he clenched his jaw closed, leaving Roxie's tongue to lick across his lips. Then she pulled away, grinning, and turned to look at Lacy.

"Hmm. So that's what you taste like."

The group erupted as Mark and Lacy stood there in shock, their faces reddening in embarrassment. As the crowd calmed down, Natalie took each of them by the hand and guided them to their seats in the circle, then took her own seat. She gestured to Mark to continue the game.

Mark looked at the twister wheel, and his heart began to pound in his chest. Four options, and three made his cock throb and ache in its cage. The idea of kissing or playing seven minutes in heaven with someone sent a pulse of lust that made his blocked attempt at an erection more painful, but the prospect of losing his underwear and having to show everyone his caged dick made him break out in a sweat as a knot formed in his gut. His cock flexed in its cage in response. With a gulp, Mark attempted to steel himself. He reached forward and spun the wheel, mentally pleading for it to land on green.

Mercifully, it landed on green.

A sigh of relief burst forth as Mark's chest heaved, regaining the breath he'd been holding. He downed the shot as soon as Lacy handed him one, and reached forward to spin the bottle. He stopped when the closet door opened, and out walked Savanah, now wearing just a pair of purple panties, and Isaac, who was breathing heavily with a silly grin on his face. Savanah's mouth was closed, but her cheeks were puffed out. The crowd cheered as she walked into the circle, put a hand on the twister wheel, and moved it to red. She made eye contact with Natalie, who grinned. Savanah bent down and spun the bottle, only for Natalie to slap a hand on it, stopping it while it was pointing at herself.

Natalie scooted forward on her knees as Savanah knelt in front of her. Natalie placed her hands on Savanah's cheeks, pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. When Savanah pulled away, Natalie paused for a moment, her cheeks slightly puffed. Then, she tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue, showing everyone the white glob of cum filling her mouth. As the group erupted in cheers, she closed her mouth, swallowed, and opened it again, showing that the cum was now gone. Roxie high fived Isaac, Lacy blushed, and Mark's jaw dropped.

The game continued for a bit, with Isaac taking his shorts off, Tom kissing Savanah, Savanah taking a shot, Roxie taking her nipple pasties off, Natalie taking her makeshift skirt off, and Isaac kissing Lacy. Mark felt no jealousy in it this time, blissfully remembering how much she loved him and preferred his mouth on her pussy.

Lacy spun the twister wheel, and it landed on yellow. As she reached for her top, Natalie wagged a finger at her. "Ah ah ah! BO-RING! C'mon girl, give us something fun! How about you take those panties off instead!" Lacy's face blushed as the room began to chant.

"PAN-TIES! PAN-TIES! PAN-TIES!"

She looked to Mark with concern, and Mark looked around the room, nervous. Seeing no way out of it, Mark looked at her and shrugged. Lacy's face slowly turned from nervous concern, to an excited grin. She reached up her skirt and pulled down her panties, carefully concealing the key attached to them. The room whooped as she slid them off her legs, balled them up and tossed them to Natalie. Natalie caught them, paused for a moment feeling them in her hand, then grinned wildly. She shook them gently back and forth, the fabric dropping away from her hand, until the was only holding the key.

"My MY! What have we here! Lacy, did you slip your apartment key into your panties? Or perhaps, does this unlock something a little more... personal?" Natalie smiled devilishly, and Lacy clapped her hands over her bright red face. Natalie turned to Mark and he felt his face flush hot. "Mark, do YOU know what this key unlocks?" Mark sat in stunned silence, unable to bring himself to speak. "Hmmm..." She tapped the key against her jaw as if deep in thought. "Well, it MUST be important if you're keeping it so... close... to you. Better keep it NICE and SAFE!"

Cackling in laughter, Natalie tossed the key and the panties attached to it over her shoulder. Neither Mark nor Lacy could see where it landed in the pile of cans and assorted trash behind them. Still giggling, she reached forward and spun the bottle. It landed on Mark.

"C'mon Mark, give it a spin! Maybe you'll be the first one totally nude!" Roxie managed to squeak out through a fit of giggles "Wouldn't that be a treat!"

Mark's heart was pounding, his breath unsteady, and every nerve in his body on edge as dread welled up in him. The moment he had been fearing all night was here. His hand shook as it reached for the twister wheel. He spun and leaned back, shutting his eyes in fear of the possibility. He heard a smack that sounded like someone had put their hand on the twister wheel. Opening his eyes, he saw Roxie's hand withdrawing from it.

It was pointing to yellow.

Mark clapped his hands over his face in a desperate attempt to hide from him impending exposure. Hands gently pushed on his chest, putting him on his back, and two pairs of hands hooked their fingers into the waistband of his underwear. He groaned as he felt them pull. A roar of laughter rose from the group and he felt cool air against his caged cock.

He peeked through his fingers and saw Natalie, Roxie, and Savanah crowded around him, inspecting his cage. A hand landed on his shoulder, and he saw Lacy, red faced but grinning, and she helped him sit up.

"So THIS is what the key goes to! Wow Lacy, I didn't realize you were kinky like that!" Savanah piped up, tapping a finger against the metal.

"OK fine! Yes, this is what the key goes to! But I don't care what you might think, his cock is all mine! Its mine and I love it! So you sluts keep your hands off!" Lacy put her arm around Mark, holding him against her.

"Ok ok, jeez!" Savanah said. "Its just... I guess that's ONE way to put a ring on it!"

The group roared in laughter. As Lacy rubbed Mark's back, Natalie ushered everyone back to their spots and the game continued in a horny frenzy. Quickly, Roxie, Savanah, and Isaac wound up naked, and Lacy took her top off. Roxie was supposed to kiss Natalie, and instead pulled her panties aside and planted a kiss on her pussy lips.

Savanah's spins landed on kissing Mark, and she walked over and sat straddled on top of him. Positioning her pussy just above his cage, her tits aligned directly with his face. Instead of kissing him, she first shoved his face in between her breasts, wiggling them around and forcing him to motorboat her. Only when Lacy chimed in a chiding 'Hey!', did she stop. Pulling his face back from her chest, she bent down and kissed him, forcing her tongue into his mouth. The combined sensations caused his cage to twice noticeably, drawing laughter and cheers from the crowd.

Lacy spun and had to kiss Isaac. As she stood, she stared at Savanah and announced "Two can play at that game!" and sat straddling Isaac on the couch. As she pushed her lips against his, she grinded her hips over his crotch. To the cheers of everyone except Mark, Isaac started to get hard. Lacy wrapped her arms around Isaac's head, holding his face against hers as his stiffening erection began to rub against Lacy's pussy as she bucked her hips. He wrapped his arms around her, squeezing a handful of her butt as she bucked her hips faster and faster against his hardening cock. When his cock was at full mast, she stopped and broke the kiss with a moan. The room cheered and whooped as she stood, took a small bow, and returned to her spot next to Mark.

At this point, the game was deteriorating into a horny mess. Savanah and Tom slipped off to the bathroom together, and Roxie and Isaac slipped off to the bedroom. As Natalie absentmindedly fiddled with the bottle, Lacy leaned over to her and whispered something into her ear. Natalie's face lit up and a grin spread over her face.

Looking back and forth between Mark and Lacy, she reached over and spun the twister wheel one last time. They all watched it land on blue. She stood and reached her hands out toward them.

"C'mon. The closet can fit three people." She winked at them.

Lacy and Mark looked at each other hesitantly, then Lacy smiled. "C'mon Mark. I said we should have some fun tonight!" She took Natalie's hand and stood. Mark then did the same, and Natalie led them to the closet.

A string for a lightbulb dangled between their faces as Natalie closed the door behind them. She placed a hand on the back of each of their heads and gently pulled them into the middle as she leaned in. Their lips met hesitantly, beginning with gently pecks that slowly grew in passion until their tongues were all intertwined, their arms wrapping around each other, exploring hungrily as they groped their flesh. Natalie shifted, kissing along Lacy's cheek and jaw, then down her neck. Mark kissed Lacy more deeply, passionately, as she squeezed his arm and he cupped her ass cheek. As Natalie shifted back toward Lacy's face, Mark began kissing down the other side of her neck, straying further south, kissing over her breast until her nipple was in his mouth. Lacy's other breast was being cupped and fondled by Natalie, who's other hand was gliding up Mark's back. When it reached the back of his neck, she squeezed slightly, and began to guide him down Lacy's torso as he left a trail of kisses from her breast to her stomach, to her belly button, down to the hem of her skirt. Natalie and Lacy kept their lips on each others as they both fumbled to grab a handful of the fabric to lift it with their free hands.

Natalie's hand at the back of Mark's neck pushed his face into Lacy's crotch as his tongue eagerly went to work on her pussy. He slid between her lips, wiggled left to right, left to right, then lapped up and down over her clit. Natalie shifted so she stood behind Mark, her hips holding his head in place, and her hands rose up Lacy's sides. She groped her boobs, squeezing and kneading them, softly pinching her nipples. Lacy broke away from Natalie's kiss to release a soft moan. Mark's tongue worked faster, wiggling side to side across her whole pussy, then up and down over her clit. Natalie kissed down Lacy's neck to her tits and began sucking on her nipple, squeezing her other boob in her other hand. Lacy began to grind her hips against Mark's tongue and her moans came faster. Speeding up her hips into a wild bucking against Mark's face, Lacy's frenzied moans turned into one long continuous note, her voice quivering as she edged closer and closer to climax. Natalie sucked Lacy's nipple harder, pinched the other with one hand, and slid her other hand to firmly grab onto Lacy's ass. The pitch of Lacy's moan spiked, and Mark tasted more and more of her juice sliding over his tongue as she came from their combined efforts.

Lacy collapsed backwards against the wall, her chest heaving to catch her breath, and Natalie took a step to the side, allowing Mark's head freedom from between the two women. As Lacy and Mark caught their breath, Natalie reached and grabbed a fistful of Mark's hair.

"My turn! I've heard such good things about your lovely little tongue, I'm just dying to try it out myself!" Mark tried to look to Lacy for approval, but she was still recovering from her orgasm, and Natalie's hand in his hair held him in place. "Don't worry, I know she approves. Now be a good boy and stick that tongue in my pussy! You wanna do a good job and show off in front of your girlfriend, right?"

Before he could respond, she pulled his face in between her legs. She lifted one and wrapped it over his shoulder to give him a better angle at her pussy. He hesitated for a moment, then stuck his tongue out.

Her pussy was soaking wet, and her juices immediately began to run over his tongue. She rocked her hips forwards and backward as he began to slowly lick up and down. Lacy sank to her knees next to them, wrapping an arm around Natalie's leg. As Mark's tongue picked up speed, Natalie let out a soft whine. Lacy moved her hand from Natalie's ass to between her legs, her fingers stopping just past Mark's chin, just off of Natalie's pussy. Her thumb rested against Natalie's ass hole.

Natalie whined again, this time almost a whimper, and she gripped Mark's hair tighter. Her other hand went to Lacy's head, as she stroked her fingers through her hair. She looked down at her, biting her lip, and in a pleading, whimpering voice, asked:

"Please... Please use your fingers on me?"

Lacy grinned, and stuck her fingers past Mark's chin and into Natalie's pussy. With her other hand, she grabbed the back of Mark's head, holding him in place. Natalie stifled her moan by biting her lip, and let go of Mark's hair, bringing her hand up to fondle her breast. Mark repositioned his head to accommodate Lacy's fingers, the tip of his tongue now wiggling against Natalie's clit while Lacy rubbed the inside of her pussy. Lacy's palm now rested against Mark's chin, causing Natalie's pussy juice to pool against his face. Lacy's fingers, Mark's tongue, and Natalie's moans all increased in speed and fervor until Natalie's legs were shaking. Clapping one hand over her mouth to silence her scream, she pushed Mark's head away with her other hand. As he fell backwards onto his elbows, she rubbed against her clit feverishly, her body wracked with spasms and quivers. A spray of fluid burst from her pussy, spraying down and coating Mark's face and torso in her squirt.

Lacy threw her head back in laughter as Natalie stumbled, struggling to regain her composure and remain upright, and Mark laid there in stunned silence. Natalie dropped to her knees, chest heaving. Lacy turned to Mark.

"Your turn!" With a mischievous grin, she stood, opened the door, and slipped out of the closet. Mark rubbed his sore, overworked jaw, and Natalie caught her breath. His cock pressed eagerly against its prison, desperate for the relief that it was promised.

"Man, that tongue of yours is no joke! I can see why Lacy keeps you locked up!" Mark's eyebrows raised inquisitively at Natalie's words. Seeing his confusion, she continued. "I mean, I can see how she can go so long without cock if she's got a tongue like that on standby. Its a real trooper! I mean, I couldn't go that long without a dick in me, but I understand now why puts up with it."

Mark's eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean 'Puts up with it'?" Natalie chuckled and rubbed a hand along his thigh.

"I mean, your girlfriend is dying for some dick! I know a slut when I see one and I just KNOW your girlfriend is a cock loving slut! She must be miserable without getting a real good fucking for so long. With a tongue like that, I can see how she manages."

Before Mark could voice his disagreement, Lacy flung the door open. She was clutching a pile of clothes to her chest and breathing heavy. "Holy fuck guys I didn't realize it was so late! Mark, get dressed, we've got to go!"

Mark and Natalie's expressions both shifted from confusion to pouting disappointment. "No fair!" Natalie interjected. "I wanted to see Mark get his turn!"

"Yeah, babe, what's up? What's the rush?"

She threw his clothes at him. "Babe, its 2:45. We have to get back before 3, otherwise I wont be able to get back in my dorm and I'll get in trouble. I should have paid more attention to the time, but we can't worry about that now. C'mon, lets GO!"

As Natalie pouted, Mark stumbled to his feet and threw on his clothes. His shirt clung against his chest, wet with Natalie's squirt. Lacy threw on her clothes and grabbed Mark's hand leading him towards the door.

They got back into her dorm at 2:57, and threw their clothes back off. Lacy dove for the bed as Mark went for the shower to clean himself off. Their exhaustion had caught up to them, and as Mark stumbled back to the bed, Lacy was already asleep. He looked around the clothes strewn about, hoping to find his key and sneak himself some relief while he had the chance.

As he tossed clothes left and right, desperately searching, he heard Lacy's phone buzz. Pausing his search, he checked the message. It was a picture from Natalie.

A picture of Lacy's panties, his key still attached, laying in Natalie's palm alongside a text that read "Forgetting something? Don't worry, I'll bring it over tomorrow. Then I'll be able to see Mark get his turn!"