The Experiment, Day 7

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DAY 7

 

The extra hour and a half of sleep had been a genius idea. The previous morning following a night of drinking had been very subdued. Ethan figured it would be a relaxed day anyway, given everyone was presumably saving their energy for casino night. One of the first things he thought of was Aya’s wild promise she had sent him last night.

He had also figured out a silly rule to set, a right he had won through the beer pong competition. It had to be something clean, but he wanted to give at least a possibility of spice. He was curious to see the women’s reactions to this.

Due to the delayed bathroom schedule, he wasn’t expected in the bathroom until half past nine, he was awake fifteen minutes early. There was an opportunity for some fun, here.

He opened the chatting app on his phone and went to the conversation with Aya and Emma.

‘Should I jerk off in the shower or should I save it?’

Emma came in immediately.

‘SAVE.’

‘That’s an order.’

Couldn’t get much clearer. As instructed, he just had a quick shower before heading down. As expected, the girls were all dressed in casual loungewear. There wasn’t much to be seen.

‘Good morning, everyone. I have a rule to announce, I believe,’ he spoke as he approached the group in the kitchen.

Everyone perked up, curious to hear it.

‘Up until casino night, everyone has to borrow and wear a piece of clothing belonging to someone else. Everyone can only lend out one article, too.’

This had a mixed reception.

‘Like, worn?’ Val asked.

‘No, no. Clean clothes,’ he replied immediately.

‘Will you join in?’ Emma asked.

Ethan considered this for a moment.

‘Sure, why not?’

‘Nice,’ Danielle commented, ‘I’ll lend you a dress.’

‘Great, I’ll come pick one up after breakfast,’ he joked back.

‘I’m serious. I’ll pick one out for you.’

Ethan moved away and checked out the deliveries. Only some make up utensils and a big box next to the table.

‘Hammocks,’ Chloe explained. ‘I ordered them yesterday.’

Danielle had prepared bacon and eggs. She had kept the bacon separate for the vegetarians. Ethan allowed her to fix him a plate. There was toast and orange juice, too.

During breakfast, they first discussed the weather, which had returned to being pleasant, before shifting towards casino night. A major topic of conversation was getting ready for the night. Ethan hadn’t put much thought into it. He had figured he’d just take a shower in the late afternoon, shave and get dressed in the tuxedo he had ordered. The women, however, were setting up schedules to do each other’s hair and help out with makeup. He soon realised this meant he’d probably spend a lot of the afternoon alone. He would offer to help, but there wasn’t much he could do for them.

Isabelle apologised for skipping morning yoga again, for which nobody could blame her.

Ethan headed upstairs and was stopped by Danielle as he passed by her room.

‘Come in,’ she said, ‘I’ll show you a few options.’

‘Options?’ Ethan asked.

‘Yeah, for the dress. I wasn’t joking.’

Ethan looked inside her room and saw some dresses already on the bed.

‘Sure,’ he said, ‘show me.’

Why not? He asked himself.

There were three options laid out. All of them very similar, loose dresses. The only difference were the colours. One was white, one was red and the other was dark blue.

‘I think the dark blue would look good on you,’ she said, seemingly sincere.

Ethan considered the other options.

‘The white one would make me look like a cult leader,’ he said.

‘Mhm,’ Danielle agreed.

‘So, give me that one.’

She laughed.

‘Alright then. Just what this house needed.’

Danielle picked up the white dress and handed it over.

‘Curious how it’ll look on you.’

Ethan retreated to his own room and stripped to his boxers before putting the dress on.

He checked himself out in the mirror. He didn’t look as feminine as he had though he would have. The loose feel was actually kind of nice.

Almost immediately after, there was a knock at this door.

‘Yeah? Come in.’

Aya opened the door. She was once again wearing a tight crop top, white this time, and booty shorts.

‘I’m here for your rule,’ she announced.

‘Your basketball shorts, please.’

Ethan looked at her and remembered her definition of a good boy.

‘You look amazing.’

‘Oh yeah? That’s pretty vague.’

‘I love your midriff,’ he said while looking straight at it.

‘Go on.’

‘Your body just look so … tight.’

‘That’s a good boy, now give me the shorts.’

He opened his wardrobe and gave her what she wanted.

She accepted the shorts. Ethan had expected her to leave, but she just stayed there looking at him.

‘Turn around?’

‘What?’

‘I’m going to change. Be a gentleman and turn around.’

Ethan obeyed. He even closed his eyes. Her request was weird, he’d seen her ass, and much more, before.

‘Alright, you can look now.’

She was now wearing his shorts. Ethan’s gaze followed her legs down beyond her bare feet to see not only her shorts, but also her panties, on the floor.

She bent over to pick them up, before throwing the small red lace underwear at Ethan.

He barely managed to catch it.

‘You can keep this,’ she said before coming closer to him.

‘I ordered two dresses for tonight,’ she said quietly, inches away from his face.

‘I’m still not sure which one I’ll wear. I fear one of them may be a little … slutty.’

She emphasised the last word. Ethan swallowed.

‘I wouldn’t want the other women to think I’m dressing for the male gaze, now do I?’

She looked at his lips and back at his eyes.

‘But I’d also hate for some of the others to steal your attention away from me. I highly doubt Emma’s only criterium for her dress was how cute it looked and little Chloe has her bold moments; she obviously wants eyes on her too.’

She stopped, daring Ethan to respond.

‘You better not take the risk,’ he said.

‘You’re not impartial,’ she replied.

‘That’s true. I want to see as much of your gorgeous legs as possible.’

She smiled.

‘People don’t usually compliment my legs like that.’

She turned around and walked out of the room with an almost comically exaggerated sway of the hips.

Ethan needed to get the clothes out of the drier. On his way out of his room he passed by Chloe, who was wearing athletic shorts he recognized as Emma’s. He couldn’t help but let his eyes slip to her thighs. When he looked back up, he could see her smiling.

‘Hi,’ she said, ‘nice dress.’

‘You joined in on your rule too. Couldn’t chicken out,’ he replied before heading down the stairs.

Emma, Val, and Isabelle were in the common room.

Val wore a scarf he had seen on Isabelle before. It did not fit her style at all. Isabelle, in turn, had Chloe’s pink top on.

Emma was still just wearing her own clothes.

‘Hey,’ Ethan called out, ‘don’t forget about my rule?’

‘What about it, Jesus? I’m playing along.’

She took out her phone and started typing. Just as she put it away, he felt his vibrate in his hand.

She had sent the message in the chat with Aya.

‘I’m wearing Aya’s thong.’

Speak of the devil, Aya joined in.

‘We both thought you’d enjoy that.’

Ethan tried not to look up from his phone as the messages came in.

‘It’s the pair I wore yesterday.’

He had nowhere to put the phone away in this dress, which was an issue he’d never have in his own clothes.

Ethan put on a Mogwai album while folding the laundry. He was glad the chore schedule would rotate tomorrow. Having an excuse to go through the laundry was nice, but as Aya had proven he didn’t need this to get his hands on the women’s underwear.

Back in the common room, Danielle had now also emerged, wearing a loose blouse with a heavy black belt around her waist.

‘Looks better on you than it does on me,’ Val commented.

She turned to Ethan.

‘Care to help me put these boxes in the basement?’

She motioned at the hammocks.

‘Sure.’

Ethan helped her out. Down in the basement, she brought up a new topic.

‘So, tonight is casino night,’ she began.

‘Yes. Exciting, isn’t it?’

‘Very. I’m going to get to the point. You’re the only one I’m not trying to impress tonight.’

‘Geez, thanks,’ he mocked her.

‘Don’t complain just yet. I’ve got three outfits. Tried them on this morning. I need to know which one I look hottest in.  A second opinion, if you will.’

‘Uh, sure.’

‘I’ve got some selfies on my phone. Don’t need a full review. Just tell me which one is the hottest.’

She pulled out her phone and opened the messages app. She had sent these selfies to herself.

‘No gallery app,’ she commented.

The first outfit was a white two-piece dress with a crop top. It showed of her physique really well.

‘Strong start,’ Ethan commented.

The next picture had Val in a form fitting black dress. It covered up everything from her collarbones to her ankles. It was classy, but the first one was definitely hotter.

The third pic floored him.

It was a form fitting silver slip dress, so tight he could see muscle definition through it. It was as if it had been painted onto her.

‘This one,’ he blurted out, ‘for sure this one.’

He regretted answering this quickly as Val put the phone away.

‘Anyone specifically you’re trying to impress?’

Val smiled coyly.

‘Worried about competition after seeing that?’

‘Immensely,’ he played along.

‘You’d be surprised how many women are closeted bisexuals, I’m not really hunting per se. Just trying to get some clarity. I’ll definitely figure out tonight. Thanks for the help.’

Lunch was held later than on the earlier days, due to sleeping in the morning. During this, Chloe went through the evening’s schedule.

‘I expect everyone to be ready by 6 PM. We’ll meet in the living room for sushi and champagne. There’s no prep work as it will be delivered for us. I’ve also provided options for the vegetarians.’

She looked at Isabelle, Aya and Ethan.

‘Afterwards we have a number of games we can play. There’ll also be a cocktail bar which Isabelle has very graciously volunteered to man.’

After lunch, Ethan offered to help Chloe out with the casino-night setup but was soon stopped by Danielle who reminded him that Emma had been sentenced to this task. Chloe confirmed she didn’t want his help, except for maybe carrying some boxes into the library, and that Emma and she would be able to clear the job.

He had planned to relax in the library until he would need to get ready. This plan was soon aborted.

‘You can’t sit here,’ Emma reprimanded him.

‘What?’

‘We’re going to decorate,’ Chloe supported her, ‘we don’t want you to see ahead of time.’

‘That’s reasonable,’ he agreed.

‘You can carry the boxes upstairs, though,’ she continued, ‘they’re next to the ping pong table. Can’t miss it.’

Ethan obeyed and started going back and forth between the basement and the library.

By the time he put the final box down, the women had already rearranged the library furniture.

‘I really wish those shorts look as good on me as they do on you,’ Emma commented as Chloe re-entered the room as well.

There was still a blush, but her reaction wasn’t as severe as it would have been on the first few days.

‘How could they not?’ she replied.

The women laughed, before Chloe turned to Ethan.

‘Alright, time to get out.’

He grabbed his book and fled to the common area, where Aya, Isabelle and Danielle were also lounging. After Chloe had come to grab scissors from the kitchen and closed the door behind her.

‘It’s kind of cute, no?’ Aya spoke up after pulling out an earbud. ‘Her putting this together. It’s nice to see her open up.’

Isabelle agreed.

‘Yeah, I remember when I was like her. It’s good to see people coming into their own. She still has a way to go.’

Danielle frowned.

‘We’ve got to make sure she doesn’t do anything she’ll regret. That’s always the danger.’

‘Doing things you regret later is important, Danielle,’ Isabelle corrected her.

Aya nodded in an overexaggerated way.

‘Hell yeah, Isabelle.’

‘We’re older, more experienced. We have a responsibility to protect her,’ Danielle argued.

This prompted Isabelle to laugh.

‘Chloe is an adult, and we’re not her mother, Danielle.’

Ethan figured this was meant to be a light-hearted remark, but it didn’t land that way.

Danielle stood up.

‘I’ll go get ready,’ she announced before leaving.

The three who were left exchanged glances.

‘Looks like you struck a nerve there, Izzy,’ Aya said, more serious than before.

Isabelle wasn’t fazed.

‘I’ll talk it through with her. Don’t worry about it,’ she said with a smile.

A short while later, she too left to get ready for casino night.

Aya came to set next to Ethan.

‘I’ve been thinking about the sauna a lot,’ she said softly.

‘Never watched someone jerk off like that.’

‘I’ve been thinking about it too. You looked so hot in your bikinis. You both did. It’s a miracle I didn’t cum then and there.’

‘Hmm, too bad. Your dick looked amazing. I can’t wait until tonight.’

‘Me neither.’

‘I almost sucked you off there and then, but I don’t think Emma would have appreciated that.’

He felt his cock stir again.

‘No, I don’t think so.’

Aya gave Ethan a peck on the cheek and stood up.

‘Can’t wait to see your reaction to my dress.’

With that, she left him alone.

Ethan chilled in the sofa for almost another hour before going upstairs himself. He showered, shaved his face, shaved some more intimate places, and put on his tuxedo. Chloe had posted a message in the whole house chat, saying she may not be ready by six and that the researchers had let her know that they would leave the sushi at the front door at exactly six. Danielle said she’d be ready and that she’d take it inside.

Aya sent him a brief yet clear message.

‘Put your phone on vibrate.’

Danielle was indeed the only one who was ready and waiting downstairs by the time Ethan did.

She was standing around, rather lost, wearing a bright yellow wrap dress. Her hair was curled deliberately, hiding silver earrings behind it. Around her neck, she had a matching necklace that drew attention to her cleavage. The dress was full length with a long slit on one leg. Underneath, she was wearing elegant open white heels.

Ethan must have taken too long to say something.

‘How do I look?’ she asked.

‘Radiant,’ he replied.

‘I wasn’t sure about the colour,’ she said, ‘I was scared to be too bright.’

Ethan deliberately checked her out again. Het legs, her breasts, her face.

‘You won’t hear me complain.’

The next to arrive was Val.

Ethan had seen the dress before, but it was nothing compared to the real thing. Watching her move in the skintight silver dress was mesmerizing. She wasn’t wearing any jewellery. The colour of the dress, combined with her short, bleached hair and piercing blue eyes made her look like some sort of time traveller from a way too sexual B-movie. The dress clung to her figure like a second skin, allowing muscle definition to shine through. Ethan almost had to catch his breath when she turned around. The garment wrapped around her ass and looked like it was about to burst.

 Danielle whistled at her.

Immediately after, Emma descended and dominated the room. Her eternal ponytail had made place for loose flowing hair. The silk dress had thin straps and offered generous cleavage. As always, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Not even nipple covers, like Ethan assumed Val must have used. The dress highlighted the curves of her athletic physique perfectly yet covered every inch of skin south of her bust.

‘Oh my god, you all look so good,’ she said, knowing full well they were all still stunned by her.

Next was Isabelle.

Her hair was braided, but in a much more intricate way and with a golden thread weaved into it. The dress she had selected was the least showy so far. It covered her from her shoulders to her ankles yet was sleeveless. It was form fitting, but the dark green colour and ribbed texture did not allow for much transparency. Ethan wished he’d look half as hot in twenty years.

Aya was the next one to make her entrance, keeping her eyes locked on Ethan as soon as she spotted him.

She had pulled out all the stops.

Her hair was the same as always, with not much options for styling. Aya had opted for a classic. A little black dress. Thin straps as well, she sported the deepest neckline so far. The dress hung long on her chest, showing of most of her perky tits. There were subtle cutouts underneath her breasts. It was the first dress that wasn’t full length, instead stopping very shortly under her bubble butt, showing off her legs. The black dress complimented her tattoos and olive skin beautifully. The outfit was completed by a small purse.

Only Chloe was left to appear when Danielle notified everyone it was time for sushi.

She went out the front door and found coolers there, bringing them inside.

‘Chloe must want to make an entrance,’ Val commented.

‘Can’t blame her. She did most of the work for tonight,’ Isabelle chimed in.

The sushi was already laid out on the kitchen island, with the inhabitants standing around it, and Aya had begun pouring champagne when Chloe appeared.

Emma had helped her with her hair, which was slightly curled and asymmetrical, with the red locks cascading down to one of her shoulders leaving only one of the large golden earrings visible.

Her dress was bright red and silk, just like Emma’s. The high neckline covered her breasts completely, but the fabric and fit showed off her petite figure. Turning around, just like some of the other women had done, revealed that her dress was backless. Something Ethan very much appreciated.

The group was now complete, allowing for a toast. Aya made sure everyone had generously been served with champagne before Chloe toasted.

‘Thank you all for dressing up. To a successful casino night, and to the experiment!’

‘To the experiment,’ everyone repeated while clinking their flute glasses.

The sushi disappeared from the platters quickly. Ethan tried, and failed, to show off his chopstick skills which at least prompted some laughs.

Ethan could not keep his eyes of the glamourous women all around him.

After the last salmon roll had been claimed by Emma, Chloe invited the group to join her in the library.

Emma and Chloe had set up a number of tables, all covered in green felt, for various casino games. One was clearly intended for group games like poker, while another held the roulette. Golden and black balloons were attached to the ceiling, and the drapes were shut to help the atmosphere. In the corner another table had been repurposed as a cocktail bar. Tasteful red garlands finished the look.

On the group table, seven stacks of chips were neatly arranged.

‘Our group isn’t very large, so I suggest we play some games together first,’ Chloe guided.

Everyone took a seat around the table, Aya making sure to sit next to Ethan and Chloe taking the role of game master. Isabelle went to the cocktail bar and invited the others to come one by one.

‘I thought craps would be a good place to start,’ Chloe said as she took a set of dice from one of the library shelves.

The group played a few rounds while everyone went to get a cocktail.

Aya was in line before him. As they crossed each on their way to and from the bar, Aya whispered something in his ear.

‘I’m wearing nothing underneath.’

Ethan ordered a mojito and quickly returned to his seat.

Some chips changed hands, but nobody made any big bets just yet.

After craps, Danielle suggested a pause. Some women went to the bathroom while Ethan had a look at the roulette. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Aya must be playing a game.

It wasn’t her.

Emma had sent a picture in the chat with Aya. It was her in the dress with the top part of the dress undone and her tits out.

‘You must be very happy tonight. Who’s looking most fuckable?’

‘Aya,’ he sent back honestly.

‘Bad move. You would have been ridden like horse if you had given the right answer.’

This is where Aya chimed in.

‘Too bad. And don’t act like this doesn’t make you want to fuck him even more. The tuxedo too, yum.’

Ethan put the phone away as the break had ended.

Roulette was a bit more exciting as people got a slight buzz on, the stakes were raised. Ethan had had terrible luck and was trailing in chips. After roulettes, Chloe led a few smaller games before having another pause. Ethan decided to head to the kitchen to get some water. Chloe joined him to do the same.

‘I’m trying not to get too tipsy,’ she chuckled, clearly already on the way, ‘switching to water now may be smart.’

‘Right.’

They were facing each other by the tap.

‘You look breathtaking,’ Ethan said.

‘I know,’ she replied.

‘Outrageously sexy,’ he added.

She hugged him.

‘You’re so sweet.’

‘I mean it. And thanks for organising tonight.’

She looked at the ground before her grey eyes found his again.

‘Do you … maybe … want to sleep with me tonight?’

‘We talked about this, Chloe. I don’t feel you’re ready.’

‘Not like that. Just literally. Sleep in my bed with me. Hold me.’

Ethan considered it for a moment but wanted to answer truthfully.

‘I’m not sure. I’ll think about it.’

She smiled.

‘My door will be open.’

She left for the library again.

On his way back, Ethan’s phone vibrated again. It was Aya’s turn to send a topless selfie in the group.

Immediately after, she also sent Ethan a private message.

‘I’m ovulating.’

As soon as everyone had returned from the second break, Chloe introduced the last game of the night: poker.

‘We could make this much more interesting, you know. We could make this strip poker.’

Aya laughed.

‘Yeah right, I’d go bust after like three hands.’

‘We really shouldn’t,’ Danielle said, ‘games like that are pure peer pressure.’

‘Geez, if people want to, they should be able to give it a rest,’ Isabelle sneered unexpectedly out of character. Ethan wasn’t sure if this was because of the numerous martini’s she’d had or if she was genuinely getting fed up with Danielle.

Emma defused the situation.

‘It was just a joke suggestion, anyway. Doesn’t matter.’

Ethan and Aya were sat at one end of the square poker table opposite Emma and Danielle. Val and Isabelle were in between them with Chloe, as the dealer on the other side.

During the second game, Ethan noticed Aya wriggle around before she took his wrist under the table and led it towards her crotch, she placed it just above it.

Luckily, Ethan could play poker with one hand.

His fingers ran over her exposed lower belly, her dress had ridden up, or more accurately been pulled up.

She was clean shaven.

He didn’t want to wait. He couldn’t. He slowly crept down, following Aya’s clear yet unspoken instructions he started caress her pussy.

Both he and Aya blundered during this hand.

Ethan used his middle- and index fingers to slowly stimulated Aya’s clit. She got wetter and wetter as he went on.

Ethan actually won this hand, by complete coincidence.

During the next, he went inside her. There wasn’t much resistance. Two fingers where he knew his cock would inevitably also be at some point. He started slow but found himself getting carried away. Faster and faster. His mind was nowhere even near the game at this point.

‘Ethan?’ Chloe pulled him out.

Ethan was startled.

‘You’re big blind. It’s your turn.’

He removed his fingers from Aya’s slit as nonchalantly as possible and bet the big blind with the other hand.

He had gotten too bold. They could have gotten caught. Aya must have had the same thought as he noticed he pull her dress back down.

During the next hand, she sought eye contact with him. She looked hungry. Surely, this must have earned him good boy status.

At the end of the night, Isabelle had collected the largest amount of chips, mainly due to her impressive bluffing chills.

Due to the trial, Emma and Val were tasked with the cleanup, which meant that the others could go straight to bed.

Ethan’s phone buzzed yet again.

Another private message from Aya.

‘Downstairs bathroom.’

Fuck. It was about to happen.

He tried to head over there as casually as possible, already feeling his dick grow harder.

She was waiting for him outside of the stalls. Ethan knew that short slutty dress had been picked out just for him.

‘We nearly got caught with your fingers in me,’ she purred.

‘I’m so horny.’

‘You look so fucking hot,’ Ethan replied, ‘I can’t wait until I’m down your throat.’

‘Get in the stall,’ she commanded.

‘Pull your pants down and sit down.’

Ethan obeyed.

Aya joined him in the stall and closed it behind her.

‘I loved watching you stroke it. I want to watch you do it again.’

He wrapped his hand around his shaft and did exactly what she wanted.

‘I’m going to suck you off. You’re going to cum in my mouth.’

The younger girl got down on her knees and placed her hands on Ethan’s, looking intently at her prize.

‘You’re gorgeous,’ Ethan blurted out as he looked into her brown eyes.

‘You don’t have to score anymore points. I am already going to blow you.’

‘I mean it.’

This seemed to affect her more than the actual compliment.

‘It’s big,’ she mumbled as Ethan slowly stroked up and down.

She extended her right hand. Ethan let go of his shaft and her cold hand grabbed it.

‘I love it,’ she moaned as she took over at the same pace.

‘Who did you think looked the sexiest tonight? Except for me?’

She angled the cock at her mouth.

‘Chloe,’ Ethan said without thinking.

Aya licked his tip, only once.

She then laughed.

‘Poor thing is probably stuffing her dildo inside of her every day, thinking of you.’

She licked him again, this time base to tip.

‘I know I am.’

Ethan couldn’t take it anymore.

‘Put my cock in your mouth.’

She grinned.

‘Better ask nicely.’

She circled his tip with her tongue.

‘Please suck me off.’

‘Who’s the hottest girl in this house?’

‘You are.’

She took him into her mouth, but only for about two inches. She swirled her tongue around him a couple of times before letting go again.

‘Who’s got the best ass here?’

‘You do.’

She dove down again, deeper this time. Her mouth felt warm. She spit on it after letting go this time, then made eye contact again.

‘Who’s got the cutest titties?’

‘Emma.’

Ethan just couldn’t resist.

To his surprise, she moved down again. He quickly understood why as she scraped her teeth against his head.

‘You have the best legs, though,’ he tried to make up for it, ‘and eyes.’

She went down on him again, stopping around three quarters down his shaft before gagging and letting his cock fall out of her mouth.

She gasped and started stroking him tightly.

Without saying anything, she went for another try. She didn’t go as deep this time. Slowly bobbing up and down his cock while moaning. The vibrations went down his spine.

‘Oh my god,’ he muttered.

This caused her to speed up and moan more.

‘Good girl,’ he said, as he put a hand on the back of her head.

Three more bobs up and down. Then she tried deepthroating him again. She only got a little bit farther than her first attempt.

She was forced to catch some air again but kept fluffing him with her hands. Her makeup was getting smudged and her mouth was framed by spit.

‘You know, I’m not actually a slut,’ she said calmly as she jerked him off.

‘Out there, I mean.’

‘I never said you were.’

‘I just wanted to make that clear to you.’

She licked the tip again.

‘I just figured this is a safe place to have some fun.’

She tried to throat him again.

‘Would you chase me, out there?’ she asked.

‘Of course, if I dared. Would you go after me?’

She pretended to think as her hand moved up and down.

‘Depends on if I’d knew what you were packing. Wouldn’t want to miss on this.’

She went down once again with increasingly sped up head movements.

‘You’re so good at this,’ he moaned.

She looked up and let him slip out again.

‘This is only the third cock I’ve sucked. Do you believe that?

‘I do.’

She resumed. He felt her throat convulse around his head. His heartrate was through the roof.

‘I’m going to cum.’

Aya moaned to let him know she understood and reached her top speed. She went from almost letting his cock slip to pushing as deep as her gag reflex allowed.

‘Be careful,’ he warned, ‘I’m really close.’

She let him go and immediately grabbed him tight. She stroked him towards her face while she looked for eye contact again.

‘Cum on my face,’ she commanded.

As always, when Aya gave him a command, he had to obey.

He shot his thick ropes over her expectant face. She closed her eyes automatically.

She wasn’t done yet though. Halfway through his orgasm, she took him back into her mouth where she took the rest of his load.

Aya kept him in her mouth until he was halfway back to soft again.

‘Next time, you’re going to make me cum,’ she said as she stood back up.

‘To be honest, I wasn’t very far off during poker.’

She opened the stall door.

‘Don’t you need to clean your face?’ he asked.

She smirked.

‘No. Pull up your pants and follow me, big boy.’

He followed her back into the common room, where Emma was putting decorations in boxes.

Her eyebrows shot up as she saw them get out of the bathroom together.

‘You two still up?’ she asked.

‘We sure are,’ Aya boasted, getting close enough for Emma to see her face, the strands of cum still glistening on it.

‘We were still having fun.’

Emma was stupefied.

‘Did you fuck him?’ she asked.

‘Not yet, so you better put in some more effort if you still hope to get there first.’

Ethan just stood there, sheepishly.

He followed Aya up the stairs, catching glimpses of her bare pussy along the way.

At the top, she kissed him on the cheek, getting some of Ethan’s cum on him.

‘Goodnight, and sweet dreams,’ she said before disappearing into one of the bathrooms.

Ethan used the other to clean his face and his cock before getting to bed.

In the hallway, he considered Chloe’s earlier offer, to just sleep together. He knew he could just walk into her room and cozy up next to her.

It wouldn’t be right, not after what had just happened.

Ethan went to bed alone.

The survey was easy.

Isabelle and Aya 100 percent.

Emma 98 percent.

Chloe 95 percent.

Danielle 35, his first decrease.

Val still at five.

There was an announcement there would be some additional questions starting in week two.

He fell asleep exhausted, immediately after.