** This is part 3 of the series. Before reading this, I encourage reader to go through parts 1-2 for better understanding and contextualization***
"We are meeting Steve in the library. Let's go," Kayla says excitedly. Kayla and I have been huddled in our room all day. I'm trying to make some progress on the project Steve, Kayla, and I are working on together. She's been mostly sexting with Dan and Steve on her phone. The best (or worst) part is that she gives me all the details, even flashing their dick pics in my face when they send one. It almost feels like she's saying, "This is what a real man's dick looks like." She's also asked me to take various nude pics of her to send to them. Steve has been at football practice all day but has still found time for some naughty chat with her.
"What should I wear?" she asks me, pondering between two dresses. Both are really sexy and should provide easy access to Steve.
"He has dared me to fuck him in the library," she told me a few hours ago when she was sexting with him.
She finally decides on a really short miniskirt and a white spaghetti top, paired with a very sexy matching purple lingerie set.
"If you utter a word of this to Dan, I will rip off that dicklet of yours," she says with such seriousness before laughing loudly.
My eyes are fixated on her smooth body as she strips off to change. I really like the newfound comfort between us.
Steve still hasn't shown up. Apparently, some of his mates are throwing a party and he hasn't been able to leave yet.
How can someone keep her waiting?
I can see she's not happy, but her eyes light up when she sees Steve approaching the couch we are sitting on. She adjusts her emotions, trying not to look too happy. Steve doesn't even acknowledge me as I move to the side of the couch to give him space.
I can hear him profusely apologize. It's past 2 a.m. and the library is almost empty. While apologizing, he is touching her bare thighs. How long can she resist?
Steve has this ultimate alpha male personality. He is wearing a white wife-beater vest and black loose shorts. Finally, they kiss, and she is happy again.
"Would you like to show us the progress on the project?" Kayla looks at me. They are sitting very close on the couch, her hands around his waist while he still has his hands on her bare thighs.
I put my laptop on the table in front of the couch and explain what I have done. They are not listening, though. They are giggling about something as they whisper in each other's ears.
We get serious afterward, but this basically means a long list of things I need to do.
"You don't mind working on those, do you?" Kayla asks sweetly.
"Of course not," I say instantly.
She then gives me a look indicating why I am still there.
I hurriedly collect my things and move to an area not far away from them.
Her legs are no longer crossed. She has opened them enough for Steve to move his fingers inside her skirt, on top of her thong. He is slowly rubbing her over the thong.
Steve is whispering something in Kayla's ear and she is giggling. From the corner of my eye, I see her get up and start to remove her purple thong. They are kissing each other passionately as I leave.
***
I am trying to concentrate on my laptop screen as Kayla is fervently concentrating on making Steve cum using her oral skills. He is holding her head while calling her a lot of mean words. This must be his fourth blowjob of the day.
How much stamina does this guy have?
It has been weeks since Kayla and Steve have been together after she dumped Dan. This had unintended consequences for me as well, as I am now roommates with Steve. Dan was not happy with me and forced me out through constant bullying. Steve was gracious enough to accept me into his grand dorm room. He used his popularity to get one of the most coveted rooms in the hostel, which comes with a king double bed and ensuite. I was not keen to move, but Kayla convinced me it was a good idea.
Given Steve's grand gesture, I had the responsibility of keeping the room and ensuite clean along with the laundry. The only saving grace was Kayla's presence in the room. She was mostly in different states of undress, and I had the privilege of giving her oral pleasure at least once a day.
Unfortunately, I never had the chance to watch them have sex. They would order me out during penetrative sex. At night, I have woken up to the sounds of sex, but it's too dark to see anything. It doesn't help that I sleep on a floor mattress on one side of the room, which doesn't give a great view. Though I have had the chance to see Kayla give him a blowjob a few times. Oh man, she is good. And oh boy, he is BIG!
Kayla stops giving him head and gives me a signal that it's time to leave the room. Her face is looking so pretty and I find it so difficult to take my eyes off her.
I hurriedly move out and decide to wait outside. After 15-20 minutes, the door opens and Steve marches out of the room without even looking at me.
