Nature's Betrayal: Part 2
In this second part of the story, I implore you to first read the previous one. It's vital for understanding and context.
I was preoccupied with my phone during lunchtime at the cafeteria when she approached me. I couldn't make any friends in the first month of college, being an introvert. She sat across from me, wearing a light blue top that bared a hint of cleavage and tight shorts that accentuated her sculpted legs.
"May I join you?" Kayla asked without looking up.
Before I could reply, she had already taken a seat opposite me.
"Would you like to work on a project group with me?" Her question threw me off, requiring a few seconds to answer.
"Absolutely," I said, relieved.
"Who else is involved? Is it Dan?" She stopped for a moment. "Actually, no. I'd like Steve in our team instead."
"Steve, the renowned hunk of the college," I thought, remembering he'd been only a month old at the university. He was a regular in the basketball squad and the subject of the town's gossip with a different female partner daily. To add, he looked like a Greek god and had the well-sculpted physique to match.
"You need to invite him. And let him know that I'll be there too," she suggested shyly.
"But why not Dan?" I inquired.
"He's extremely jealous. I doubt if he'd welcome Steve or any other male into our project group," was her response.
"Yet, he's okay with me?" I questioned.
"Yes, thanks to your little friend down there," Kayla said straightforwardly.
Face flushing, I wondered how she knew. Had Dan gossiped about me?
She collapsed into a fit of laughter. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry," she giggled and hugged me from behind. I felt an instant hard-on.
"I was joking," she apologized, still chuckling.
Before it gets any awkward, she bids me goodbye. But she's visiting Dan at the airport. She asked Dan not to disclose my presence.
I reach my dorm room to find Kayla and Dan gearing up for an explosive fight. They hadn't even closed the door, and I could hear them quarreling loudly.
They both sat on Dan's bed, Kayla in a strappy sundress exposing ample cleavage and no doubt, no bra. I watched in awe, unable to help but ogle at her. She looked up at me and winked.
It's almost time for Dan to leave.
In the car, both Dan and Kayla are frozen in silence. My attempts at creating humor to ease the tension fall flat.
The drive home is long, making me wonder what to do about the awkward atmosphere. Out of nowhere, something is tossed from the back seat towards Dan. It's Kayla's thong. Caught off guard, Dan tried to comprehend when Kayla's dress too was thrown towards him. I glanced into the rear-view mirror and saw her completely naked, only the top half in view.
Dan examined the situation from the back seat.
"I'll miss you when you're gone," Kayla said in a seductive tone. She moved her hands towards Dan's crotch, unbuckled his seatbelt, and attempted to pull him to the backseat.
I'm no saint.
Dan moved to the back seat, and I witnessed heavy kisses, moans, and loud cursing through the rearview mirror. My mind traveled back to the numerous porn videos I'd seen, trying to comprehend what was happening.
Driving through the night, it's pitch dark. But through the dark, I could make out quick, rhythmic sounds of Dan’s cock penetrating Kayla.
We reached the airport to drop off Dan, parting ways, and heading back to college. Kayla looked tired.
"I need coffee," she declared, yawning.
I can't leave the car with my dirty shorts.
"Can we pick up food to go?" I timidly inquire.
She notices my shorts and starts to chuckle.
Am I being laughed at? Why am I getting hard again?
"Fine, I'll get us coffees. We can hang out in the car in the parking lot."
She locates a spot and inputs the address into her GPS. She then straightens up her appearance, as it's a mess.
Why does she need to do that? She looked better with her hair and makeup all messed up.
She walks back in with the coffees in her hands.
She's an absolute knockout.
I'm focused on her. She gives me a grin as she makes her way towards me. For the next two hours, we conversed in the car about various topics, mainly revolving around our past experiences. She's so spirited and free-spirited; I doubt she looks at me the same way. She was stunned when I admitted to her that I'm still a virgin and haven't kissed a woman before.
We arrived back at college at around 3 AM.
"Want to watch a movie? I'm not tired yet," Kayla proposed as we prepared to part ways.
"Sure, let's do that," I replied, not wanting to let her go.
Once inside our room, I searched my computer for a film to screen. She had some clothes stashed in Dan's closet, and without warning, she started undressing, her back facing me. She put on a skimpy G-string and a pair of silky shorts. Her shorts barely cover her butt, whereas her top is stringy and low-cut.
She sets herself on the bed beside Dan, only facing me with a sultry gaze.
"Are you not going to change? I can still see stains on your shorts."
"Yes, yes," I mumble, feeling nervous.
She's gearing up for the show. I remove my top, shorts, and underwear.
I hear a burst of laughter. "So Dan wasn't lying. You really are quite small." She proceeds to laugh again.
Why is she being cruel? But why am I getting aroused?
Our eyes meet, and she stops laughing in surprise. She gives me a hug, apologizing and kissing me on the cheeks.
I'm dealing with mixed emotions. My body is trembling. I embrace her tightly and release a load onto her feet.
"Ugh, gross," she mutters. "Clean it off me. You're so pitiful."
I have no tissues, so I use my T-shirt to wipe it off her feet.
I'm endlessly apologizing while cleaning it off even after I've cleaned my cum from her feet.
"It's fine. I felt like I overactivated," she retorts.
"No, no. I'm sorry. I've never been naked in front of a woman, so I couldn't help myself, especially because you're so attractive."
She flashes a grin.
"Do you want to see more?"
I nod. She wore a wicked smile on her face as she switches off the light in the room. It's not completely dark, but it takes a moment for my eyes to adapt.
She gets rid of everything on her body. I can discern her body's faint outlines. My small erection is trying its best to revive itself.
She bends over and offers me a little kiss on my lips. I can sense our naked bodies touching. I tried hard to give her a more passionate kiss, but she moves away. Then she forces me onto all fours and brings her pussy near my mouth. I'm attempting to inhale it, but she pushes my head back and makes me perform oral sex.
"Lick your tongue," she instructs.
I follow her orders. I'm enjoying giving her pleasure immensely and feel like I'm in a meditative state when she suddenly locks my head in place as she unintentionally orgasms quite strongly.
Without speaking, we moved onto my bed, hugging each other nakedly and soon fall asleep.
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