As time went on, Phil spent more time with Lisa and Kaori, and they spent less time with their usual friends. Phil was immediately more popular, but still didn’t hang out with Lisa’s crowd, since he was already getting all he wanted from them–the love of their women.
This development didn’t sit well with some of Phil’s friends. Namely Caitlin.
They were sitting in her room when she brought it up. “Why are you hanging out with them?”
“Because they’re nice enough people.”
“Bullshit. You used to comment on their slutty, sleazy habits right along with me. Something is different. Don’t lie to me.”
“I didn’t lie. Their personalities are much nicer than I would’ve guessed before meeting them. However, I don’t think you wanna know the entire story. It might make you mad.”
“Go ahead.” Phil hesitated. “Phil, having you hide something like this is killing me. If I promise to hear you out and not leave angry, will that be enough?” He nodded. “Consider it a promise.”
“I’m having sex with them and all of their friends in exchange for doing their history papers.”
Caitlin gasped and covered her face with her hands. “I knew it. I knew you were fucking those whores. Nothing else could explain it.” Phil maintained eye contact. “Phil, is that why you’ve been coming here less? Because I don’t put out and they do?” He gave a shamefaced nod. Caitlin knelt in front of him, still in eye contact, and put her hands on his knees. “Well, Phil. You already know I’m not a virgin, and that I’ve cheated on guys before. One thing I didn’t count on was you Phil. You’re better for me than any boyfriend ever has been, and you never ask for anything. So here and now I’m gonna start rewarding your effort.”
Caitlin’s hands slipped up his thighs, unzipping him as he raised his hips so she could slide his pants and underwear down. She undid the buttons on her blouse as she leaned forward, revealing her bra-encased 34B tits. Phil’s full erection met her lips and he gasped audibly. Caitlin concentrated on her goal, and started taking him deeper, until her nose was buried in his pubic hair.
With his recent experiences in Lisa’s mouth, Phil had learned to recognize high art, and this was it. Caitlin knew what she was doing with her mouth, salivating intensely, bobbing up and down while moving her tongue all around his cock, and, hottest of all, maintaining eye contact with him. She replaced her mouth with her hand for a moment to whisper, vaguely moaning, “Is this what they do to you, Phil? Do they suck you off? An RA or my roommate could walk in at any minute; what do you think they’d say if they caught you cumming all over my face? Mmmm... you’re almost ready. I want to taste you. Will you cum in my mouth, Phil?”
He just moaned and thrust his hips forward in response, quickly earning a smile and a warm, wet, engulfing mouth around his now-quivering organ. As he released his orgasm, filling her mouth with his seed, his breath quickened and he tossed his head back uncontrollably, climaxing fervently into Caitlin’s still-sucking mouth. When he was done she sat back and made it obvious she was swallowing his load.
“See Phil? Now I expect you to keep visiting me so we can have more exchanges like this. No more excuses. Orgasms are just as good from me, and they’re free here, too.” Phil nodded in post-coital ecstasy, and silently thanked Lisa for keeping him so busy that Caitlin would do anything to regain his attention.