[Fmm] The Tutor pt. 5

Chapter 5
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Alicia sat at an empty table in the crowded campus food court. A plain salad wasn’t something she usually ate for lunch, but the threat of being discovered having sex with Adam and Carlos made her stomach ache. She’d skipped breakfast as well. All night long, dreams of being arrested and taken to jail disrupted her sleep after she got back to the dorm. But the insane chemistry they’d shared the night before left her craving more, despite the risk.

Out of the corner of her eye, Alicia saw Megan enter the food court and glance around. Then her eyes stopped on Alicia.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” Megan demanded after stomping up to the table.

She pretended she didn’t know what Megan meant. “I thought I’d eat my lunch?”

“You could be arrested!”

“Nope, I paid for it,” Alicia deflected and lifted the receipt off the tray to wave around.

“I’m serious,” Megan hissed as she sat across from Alicia, then began to shout-whisper. “Adam Morris? We both fucking babysat him! Jeez, I used to build those race car tracks with him all over the living room.”

The same living room she’d just taken his virginity. The thought made her wince. “He’s not a kid anymore.”

“Well, he’s definitely not an adult and *you are*,” Megan growled. “And now you’re getting my little sisters involved with him and his step-brother. Are you gonna sleep with them too?”

Alicia shut her eyes and rolled her neck to pop out the growing ache. “Nope. No more Frasier women for me. One was too many.”

“Fuck you, Alicia! I’m not the one going to jail.”

Alicia opened her eyes and glared at Megan. “I’m not going to jail either and you’re not my fucking *girlfriend*.”

“No, stupid me,” Megan laughed through unshed tears. “I’ve just kept trying to be your friend. You cut me off completely. After our first time at that party, you never spent any time with me unless you wanted to *fuck* me.”

“That not true,” Alicia snapped reflexively, but the statement made her think. *Wait, was it?*

“It’s *exactly* true. We haven’t been to lunch, or studied, or just hung out since then. My only mistake was to keep trying when it’s clear you’re just a *selfish bitch*. And now you’ve moved on to screwing high schoolers, and Dillon, and who the hell knows who else!”

“Jealousy doesn’t suit you.” Alicia couldn’t stop striking back, but her heart wasn’t in it.

“Jealousy? *That’s* what you think this is? You’re spinning completely out of control.”

Alicia felt the rage boiling at her accusations. “What the hell does that mean?”

“If you were an alcoholic, you’d be hiding your bottles at this point. You never used to hide your hookups from me and now you do. You’ve changed, lately, and not for the better. How long has it been since you hooked up with someone more than once?”

Unfortunately, the answer to that question was this week with Adam and Carlos. And before that was Megan herself. Other than them, she couldn’t recall being with anyone more than once since shortly after school started. Since the party where she kissed Megan, maybe. The question bothered her more than she’d admit to Megan. “I can do what I want.”

“Yes, you can, but you’re taking bigger risks now. You used to at least ask around about a guy before hooking up. Now you’ve got that Dillon guy on the hook and I’ve heard—”

Panic gripped her heart and squeezed. “I don’t care what you’ve heard! Leave me alone!”

“Don’t worry.” Megan gave her a hollow laugh and shook her head. “That won’t be a problem, but you’d better stay the hell away from my sisters or I’ll call the police on you myself!”

Alicia watched Megan stalk away. Appetite gone completely, she pushed the tray away with shaking hands. *It isn’t true!* He rested her forehead against her palms and tried to push out the headache growing there. Just because she liked no-strings sex didn’t mean she was pathological about it. Megan was just slut-shaming her. Alicia was thoroughly sex-positive and could screw whoever she wanted!

After thinking about what Megan had said, Alicia was forced to admit that she might be right about one thing; they hadn’t spent much quality time together. Except for the times they’d had sex, being around Megan had been uncomfortable for Alicia. It was easy to blame her discomfort on Megan, but could she be right about Alicia pushing her away? She wanted to deny it. The idea hurt to consider. Maybe it was too close to the truth. *Have I been pushing her away?*

The answer didn’t come before Alicia had to go to Chemistry. She dumped her uneaten salad in the trash and shouldered her book bag for the walk across campus. The chemistry lecture felt like they were hammering facts in her ears. The process left her drained and her head aching even more.

When class was over, Alicia headed to the library to do some research for her Intro to Business paper. Her sociology report prompted her to look at gender issues in the workplace. She found the usual statistics about women earning less than men and focused on regional companies for her paper. After digging deeper, she found a fascinating local news story about a company that had been sued for its discriminatory hiring practices.

The case used the company’s classified ads to argue a pattern of gender bias. They hired a sociologist researcher to study the ad copy. She had identified ads with stereotypically masculine keywords (leader, competitive, assertive, etc.) and feminine ones (support, interpersonal, understand, etc.). When she reviewed the applicants and hires for each ad, the results went straight down the gender line without exception.

Her argument was that women found the “masculine” jobs less appealing, but not because women weren’t qualified. They read the words as a signal of a male-dominated workplace where they would be unwelcome. The woman who had brought the wrongful termination lawsuit had testified that was exactly the case. The hiring results backed up the hypothesis and the jury awarded punitive damages after deliberating for less than a day.

She wrapped up her research and saved her docs before heading back to her dorm. A long, hot shower released some of her tension. She would get through the volleyball game and reward herself for a long week of tutoring by spending a couple of hours with her favorite toys. Maybe she could cum the confusion away.

She dressed to visit her old high school in comfortable jeans and her old volleyball jersey. She left her damp hair tied back and didn’t bother to put on makeup. If Megan was there watching her sisters play, she didn’t want to give her any ammunition.

It felt funny to go to Madeline’s house without her books. Since there was no school work to do, Alicia wondered if they might have a little time to fool around before leaving for the volleyball game. She needed it. The tension in her neck was making her head ache again.

Even though she’d arrived on time, Madeline dashed out the front door right after Alicia rang the doorbell.

“Sorry, I’ve got to run back by work before class tonight. I’ll talk to you later!”

Alicia shook her head at the harried woman speed-walking to her car, then she stepped into the house before shutting and locking the front door.

“Adam? Carlos?” she called as she walked into the living room.

Both guys thundered down the stairs, laughing and pushing each to be the first one down. Adam won the race and nearly knocked Alicia off her feet.

“Hi,” he said as he hugged her close to prevent her falling down.

“Hi yourself,” she chuckled. They were acting like a couple of rambunctious puppies.

Carlos pushed between them to get a hug of his own. “Hi.”

“Uh huh,” Alicia said. “Now what’s really going on?”

“Since we’re going out for dinner later,” Adam started.

Carlos said, “And since we don’t have to be at the gym until seven—”

“Maybe we could fool around?” Adam finished with a hopeful grin.

“Oh my God, you’re such horndogs,” Alicia groaned at the ceiling in mock horror. She was more pleased by the suggestion than she’d admit. “So what did you have in mind?”

Adam nodded at Carlos to speak for them.

“So Adam kinda got to have his fantasy last night.” Carlos was turning red before he really started.

She recalled Adam plundering her mouth for his brother’s cum with a smirk. “And you were hoping we could do yours?” Alicia smiled at his obvious enthusiasm for the idea.

“I-I mean,” he stammered. “If you wanted to.”

“If you’re serious, we need to go to the store.”

Carlos opened his eyes wide. “I’m serious!”

“And you have to let me do you first.” She wanted to gauge just how serious he was.

“Wait,” Carlos frowned. “You mean I have to let Adam…”

“No,” Alicia said. “You have to let *me*.”

“But you don’t have a…” His eyes flickered to the front of her jeans.

Alicia waved her fingers at him. “These work just as well as one of those for what I have in mind.”

Carlos considered for a moment with his brows crinkled. “Why?”

“You want to put your cock in my ass. I want you to really understand what you’re asking me to do first.”

He blinked at that. “But just your finger, right?”

“I’m willing to bet you’ll beg for two fingers before I’m through with you.”

He chuckled. “I doubt that, but okay. Let’s do it.”

They locked up the house and piled into Alicia’s car for the trip to the store. There was a drugstore around the corner, so Alicia stopped there for what she needed.

The guys followed her down the aisles. She pointed at the bottom of a shelf. “Get a three pack of those.”

Carlos picked up the box she was referring to. “Douches? Seriously?”

“Follow me,” Alicia said and lead them past pregnancy tests to the condom section. She picked through the lotions and lubes until she found what she was looking for. It was a kit with a bottle of lube and a set of three large injectors that looked vaguely like syringes. She handed the two items to Carlos who was looking more embarrassed by the minute.

“All this?” he asked.

“Yup. Let’s go.”

Alicia led them to the front of the store and had Carlos place the items in front of the cashier. The young woman swiped them over the barcode reader and dropped them in a bag without any reaction.

Alicia swiped her card and punched in the code. When Carlos picked up the bag, the cashier gave him a look over with the barest hint of a smile. When they got back in the car, Adam looked like he was about to burst.

“Okay, what’s all this stuff for?” Adam asked.

“Tell me what you know about the colon from biology.” Alicia said.

“Part of the large intestine. Removes water from solid waste.”

“Good,” she said as she drove out of the parking lot. “So if you were going to spend some time and energy pushing around in there, what do you think would happen?”

“Yuck,” Adam said and made a face.

“Exactly. So we rinse it out before we begin. It doesn’t eliminate everything but at least it isn’t as big a mess.” Alicia turned back onto their street.

“Okay,” Adam said, nodding. “But why the big injectors?”

“Your mouth makes saliva to lubricate the food you eat. My pussy gets wet to lubricate fingers and cocks. Does the ass lubricate itself?”

“Oh!” Adam shook his head. “Duh.”

“And because the colon is very good at extracting water, you have to use *lots* of lube so you don’t run out mid-fuck.”

“Seems like a whole bunch of work for something that’s kinda gross.” His dismissive tone communicated his ambivalence clearly.

“Don’t judge,” Alicia said as they arrived at home. “This is for Carlos, remember?”

Carlos had spent the whole ride in a kind of hazy shock with a wide smile stuck in place. They made it back inside the house and locked the door again. Alicia led them back to the living room and began taking off her clothes. The guys followed her example while she picked up the items from the drug store.

“Okay, Adam, are you interested in sharing this experience or do you just want to observe?” Alicia asked.

“I don’t know.” He was only about half-erect as he reclined on the floor and leaned against the couch.

“Well, you can share the prep and drop out later if you want.”

“True,” he said. “Okay, I’m in for now.”

“Run go get us some bath towels. It can get messy.”

While Adam jogged up the stairs, his cock flopping around, Alicia turned to the still-smiling Carlos. “Ready?”

“What do I do?”

“Lay down here on your side.” Alicia knelt down at his back and pushed his upper leg toward his chest. She rubbed her hand along his ass and up the back of his thigh. Like Adam, he was only partially erect. “Stay there. I’m going to nuke the douche for about ten seconds to get rid of the chill.”

When she returned, she screwed an applicator nozzle on the soft plastic bottle. Carlos watched her over his shoulder with interest.

“Look. This tip is very small and prelubricated. I’m going to insert it and squeeze this bottle gently until you are full of warm water. Just tighten up your muscles to hold it in for a few minutes, then you can go to the bathroom like normal. After using the toilet, rinse in the shower and come back.”

“Okay,” he said. “Can I do you next?”

“Sure,” she said as she knelt behind Carlos. She put a bit of lube on her finger and slipped it between his muscular buns. He tightened when she rubbed some over his puckered opening. She kept rubbing circles there until Carlos shut his eyes and relaxed into her touch.

She placed the tip of the nozzle near her probing finger and slipped it inside him while he was relaxed. His eyebrows dipped as she made it past the tightening ring of muscle. When she squeezed the warm bottle, his face relaxed and his mouth dropped open slightly.

“Whoa,” he whispered. “That feels weird.”

Alicia smiled as she crumpled the bottle to get all the liquid inside him. Then she tugged the nozzle out slowly and put the used bottle in the drug store bag.

“Just keep your muscles tight because your body will push to eliminate the water soon. The muscles back there are only partially under your conscious control. That’s one of the things you’ll have to realize to make anal good for a partner.”

“Can I do you now?” Carlos asked, his cock fully erect after his experience.

“Sure,” Alicia said. “Don’t forget to nuke it for ten seconds and be careful when you first insert it.”

Alicia got on the floor as Adam came back down stairs with the towels. After dropping the towels on the couch, he moved back so he could see what Carlos would be doing.

Alicia focused on relaxing her muscles when Carlos returned with the warmed bottle. He repeated what Alicia had told him to Adam and then began rubbing a few drops of lube between her cheeks.

Anal wasn’t Alicia’s favorite thing, but she’d done it enough to appreciate the experience for what it offered. She was closer in opinion to Adam than Carlos, the prep was a lot of work for minimal reward, but she also knew the power and illogic of sexual kinks. The things that turned you on just turned you on and there was nothing you could do about it.

Carlos got the nozzle in without hurting, which Alicia called a win. The warmth bloomed as Carlos squeezed the bottle. This was part of the experience she *did* like. The feeling of warm fullness and the slightly naughty thought that someone was playing with her ass always revved her engine. She kept her muscles tight as Carlos withdrew the nozzle.

“That was kinda hot,” Carlos said, his flush showing how true it was. He dropped the crumpled bottle into the drug store bag. “But I gotta go. Bad.”

He trotted up the stairs while Alicia got up on her knees. “You still want to do this?” she asked Adam.

“It looked… interesting,” he said. “What do I do?”

She handed him the last bottle. “Go nuke this for ten seconds.”

When he came back, she took the bottle and directed him to lay down on his side. After fitting it with a nozzle, she rubbed him with lube. She noticed his pucker was a deep pink compared to Carlos’ dusty brown. He responded to the stimulation of her finger by growing more erect and making a soft moan. When she pushed the nozzle into him slowly, he let out a long breath. The warm water filling him up made him bite his lower lip.

“See?” Alicia said as she withdrew the nozzle and dropped the used bottle in the drug store bag. “It’s not that bad. Can I use your mom’s bathroom?”

“Yeah,” he said as he grabbed two towels off the couch. “I’d probably better go with you. This already has me feeling like I need to go.”

He stayed outside the bathroom door while Alicia dealt with her mess. It didn’t take long to eliminate the water and clean up enough to get in the shower. Luckily, Meredith had showered after she got home, so she wouldn’t notice if it was wet.

She rinsed quickly, soaped up to remove any trace of the mess, and then rinsed again. When she stepped out to dry off, Adam was sitting on the toilet.

“Sorry,” he said. “I couldn’t wait anymore.”

“It’s cool. I’m done. See you back in the living room.”

The sensation of being empty and clean, inside and out, warmed Alicia’s stomach. The thought of plundering Carlos’ ass made the feeling drift closer to hot. He was sitting on his towel when she got back into the living room.

“So what now?” Carlos asked with a nervous shiver.

Alicia knelt in front of him and pushed his knees apart. “Scoot to the edge of the couch.”

She got the lube and applicators and began to fill one, drawing the slick lube into the hollow tube. Carlos licked his lips as she turned the applicator and scooted closer.

“Ready?” she asked with a smirk. This was turning her on more than she’d expected.

“I guess,” he whispered, his eyes glued to the tip of the applicator.

“When I push it in, push back with your inner muscles. It seems counterintuitive, but it’ll open you up.”

She bent and spread his cheeks before slipping the rounded tip into his puckered brown opening. Carlos rolled his head back against the couch cushions and let out a slow breath. The applicator slipped in and Alicia pushed the plunger to fill him with lube.

“It’s cold,” Carlos whispered with a shiver. His cock flopped against his stomach as it grew.

Adam walked back in with a towel around his waist. Without a word, he sat next to Alicia on the floor to watch. His lips quirked into an amused grin as Alicia withdrew the applicator and dropped it into the drug store bag with the rest of the trash.

“Ready?” she asked as her breath tickled the hairs on his balls. Carlos sighed. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

A thin trickle of lube drained out of him. Alicia wiped it up with her fingertip, then pressed her finger into his heat. His face twisted initially at the intrusion. Alicia probed and withdrew, the hard ring of muscle a sharp contrast to the pudding-soft warmth inside.

She bent to tickle his balls with her tongue while probing again to find the firm, walnut-sized lump inside. Tracing her finger around it made Carlos gasp and twitch.

“What the hell?” he whispered in surprise.

Alicia grinned to herself as she pressed more firmly against his prostate while sucking on his balls. A large drop of precum emerged from the wrinkled skin at the tip of his cock. Carlos was lost as he rolled his head from side to side on the back of the couch.

“Oh my God,” Carlos murmured. “I had no idea.”

“It feels good?” Adam asked with evident interest.

“Holy shit, dude, so good,” Carlos said. “My body is tingling *everywhere*.”

Alicia kept massaging the inner spot while subtly stretching him out with probing thrusts. Drops of precum leaked steadily down his quivering shaft. Alicia licked them off when they reached his balls, savoring the slick salty flavor with a hum. Adam leaned closer to watch her do it, so she turned to give him a taste of Carlos from her lips.

She settled into a rhythm, stimulating him with her finger while continuing to lick and tease him with her tongue. The idea wasn’t to get him off quickly like a blowjob. It was to fuck him until he begged to cum. He rocked against her finger, breathing faster as his cock slapped against his stomach.

“Okay,” Carlos breathed. “Maybe I see your point.”

“What do you mean?” Alicia breathed against his wet skin.

“Two fingers,” he begged. “Please?”

Alicia grinned at Adam while she slipped her index finger out to press her first two fingers close together. His ring of muscle gaped open for a moment and she worked two fingers in slowly. Carlos whimpered, but pushed until she was back in to her second knuckle.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “I never imagined this would feel so good.”

Alicia used her tongue to take long, slow licks of him. She picked areas where he had leaked the most, stopping at the biggest drops to suck his skin dry. Carlos gasped and twitched with his eyes closed.

When Alicia pulled back to rest her jaw, Adam leaned forward to lick a large drop off. His face was flushed and he kept his eye on Carlos, clearly nervous about crossing this boundary. He hesitated for a second, his tongue out, before he leaned in and closed his eyes. The big drop disappeared and Adam sat back, his cock vibrating with the sexual tension.

When his eyes opened, Alicia watched him process what he’d just done. He met her eyes and gave her a crooked smile and a shrug. She nodded her approval and leaned in again to continue stimulating Carlos.

“I need to cum,” Carlos begged as he twisted the couch cushion in his fists. “Please, let me cum.”

Alicia sat up slightly while she continued to drill him with her fingers. Using her lips, she eased his foreskin back so she could caress his naked head with her tongue. He thrust into her mouth and shuddered. Alicia felt the ring of muscle around her fingers tighten. The buttery soft heat fluttered against her fingertips and she pressed more firmly against the lump deep inside.

“Fucking hell!”

Carlos lurched in her mouth and throbbing pulses squeezed her fingers. Alicia began to suck his hot cock in earnest, anticipating the explosion building in him. Her mouth flooded with his slippery release as Carlos roared. She had enough experience with Carlos to know the amount was beyond anything he’d ever given her. Swallowing fast, Alicia kept up as she continued to fuck him hard with her fingers.

Adam touched her shoulder, watching with fascination. When Carlos finally slowed to dribbles, she saved the remaining drops on her tongue. Releasing him with a wet smack, she turned to Adam. His eyes sparkled as she leaned in to share. He gripped her face and helped himself to her mouth, probing with his tongue into every corner. Twisting their tongues together, Alicia opened wide to share everything.

Carlos chuckled and she felt it around her fingers. When his inner muscles tried to expelled her fingers, she withdrew her lubed hand from his body. Adam released her face with one last kiss and turned to Carlos.

“You’ve got a big, dopey grin on your face,” Adam said with obvious amusement.

“Dude, just wait. I’ve never cum so hard in my life.”

“And you haven’t even fulfilled your fantasy yet!” Adam held his hand up and Carlos smacked it.

“So, Adam, have you decided if you want to play or not?” Alicia asked, her mouth still feeling slick. She wiped across her lips with her clean hand.

“Yeah,” Adam said, the color on his face deepening a shade.

“Hop up there next to Carlos,” she said and grabbed the applicator and lube. Her own arousal was soaring, but she craved a taste of Adam.

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