“You’re beginning to sound like Mr. Osidipe!” I laughed but deep down I knew he was right.
Nathan smiled, gripping the wheel, and looking out across the horizon.
“But part of growth is knowing that things won’t stay the same forever,” he continued, “and if your personalities become incompatible, then things simply won’t work, and you’ll resent your partner for holding you back… for failing to let you change.”
I nodded, noticing Nathan’s strong jawline to move as he spoke. “I know what you mean. Everyone had such a good time at Fresher’s week. Everyone went crazy, but all I did was sit in the corner with Tim. No crazy sex, no drunken mistakes, just a few fake laughs and a few more early nights. Not that I crave them...but...you know...we are young and ought to have some fun.”
“Well, at least you have someone to join you in your boredom.”
“Are you kidding me?” I raised my eyebrows. “I’ve seen you come into seminars yawning and smelling of booze; I bet you’re out there every night fucking everything that moves.”
Suddenly, Nathan’s face took on a somber tone.
“Actually, I spend most of my nights drinking alone in my house,” he explained, “Sometimes I drive out here and just sleep in my car, then drive to lectures the next day.”
Nathan’s face dropped, as he looked down at his hands.
I reached out, grabbing his face and pulling him toward me, my desire overwhelming my worries. He gripped me tightly by the hair, pulling my face into his as our tongues intertwined with growing intensity.
Tim. Our presentation. College. None of it mattered in that moment.
Without breaking our kiss, I climbed across the car and onto his lap, his fingers running through my hair as I caressed his strong shoulders and pectorals; clawing at his chest with my nails. Nathan ran his arms up my back, unhooking my bra and tearing off my top. I could feel the heat growing in my pussy as I grounded against his crotch, noticing his cock getting hard in his jeans, pressing against the cloth, begging for release.
He grabbed my wrists tightly, pulling them behind my back, pushing my breasts outward. Softly, he circled my nipple with his tongue, before gently sucking it in his mouth. I gasped as he lightly brushed his teeth against my nipple, biting down gently. My pussy was getting hotter and wetter with anticipation. At once, he released my arms from behind my back, and I pushed him back against the driving seat, reclining it entirely. I gripped his shirt pulling it over his head and admiring his toned and sculpted stomach. I kissed his neck, running my tongue down his chest toward his naval, before unhooking the belt from his waist and pulling his jeans down.
His cock throbbed with anticipation as I grabbed it tightly, thinking it was slightly thicker than Tim’s. I brushed the thought away from my head as Nathan’s hands snaked down my body. I spread my legs as far as possible, allowing him access to my pussy.
Gently, he ran his finger across my clit, which grew in anticipation. Slowly, he slid one finger only slightly inside my pussy, using the wetness to rub my clit. My breathing heightened as his finger began to rub faster and faster. My moaning became louder and louder as I began to grind myself against him, masturbating his cock in time with him rubbing my clitoris.
He slid one finger inside me - deeper this time - then withdrew it and inserted another. Then, pushing both fingers inside me at the same time, he began to massage my G-spot whilst teasing my clitoris with his palm. I felt the wetness spreading down his hand before finally, I could take it no longer.
After I came, Nathan gently pushed me to the side trying to reach the dashboard drawer. He opened it and after a moment fished out a condom. I smiled at him while tearing the package apart, then I took the protection out and skillfully fitted it on his growing erection. Gripping his cock, I moaned deeply as I slid down on it fully. Pinning his hands down, I began to move up and down his hard shaft.
I felt his hands running up my breast, squeezing them lightly before making his way to my neck, gently kissing it. It didn’t take long and I came hard for the second time, as I bucked against his cock, soaking him with my juices. Nathan moaned hoarsely signaling me that he was coming too. When our orgasm faded away he looked deeply in my eyes. I couldn’t bear his gaze. I wanted to run away.
***
When I returned home later that night, my room was empty. Tim had taken his stuff. He must have moved to his room down the hall to sleep. I guess that was for the best. As I sat alone in the dark, ugly feelings began to surface. Once the initial orgasmic high with Nathan had worn off, a creeping guilt had taken its place.
I fell into the cold bed, gripping the pillow tightly and sobbing deeply. All I could think about were the times Tim and I’d had together. Sneaking beer out of his dad’s garage to drink at the park, setting off fireworks and nearly burning his mom’s house down, the nights when we’d just sit on the roof and watch the sunset. The thoughts, memories, and dreams we’d had; I’d spoiled them all.
Eventually, the exertion from my sobbing brought me to an uneasy slumber.
I woke up next morning. There was a beautiful bright day outside but I just felt so miserable. I turned on the tap; the water spat out aggressively as I filled the sink. I looked in the mirror; my eyes were puffy and smeared with makeup. My cheeks appeared red and my hair tangled and knotted. I looked like shit; I felt like shit, and I deserved to feel like shit. I’d cheated on my boyfriend and irreparably destroyed my relationship.
As I looked into my bloodshot eyes, I wondered; had I done it on purpose? Perhaps I’d deliberately sabotaged my relationship because I was unfulfilled. Maybe I’d fooled myself into believing I had feelings for Nathan just so that I could make a mistake like that? After all, when I first met him, I’d found him brattish and arrogant.
No. That wasn’t right. Nathan was a good guy. He just came on strong because he was vulnerable. Really, he was lonely. And now, what must he think? After we’d finished having sex, all I wanted to do was to leave; go home and get as far away from him as possible; as far away as I could from all that guilt. He probably went back to his empty house and wondered what he’d done wrong.
Why did things have to be this way? Why couldn’t you love one person without hurting another? I loved Tim, but his life was so intertwined with mine that I didn’t even feel like I was living my own life anymore. I’d lost the freedom to act or even think as I pleased. And deep down, I knew he felt the same. I’d seen his subtle looks at other girls; I’d even seen him look at a few guys once or twice, but I just brushed it off.
As the sink filled, I turned the tap off and splashed the water on my tired face. It was time to confront the reality. It was time to shower. Time to go to lectures and seminars. And most importantly, time to tell Tim the truth. I resolved right there and then that I wouldn’t lie. I would tell him straight away. Rip the band-aid off in one swift, painful movement.
I showered. I dressed. I walked down the hall to Tim’s room and knocked on the door three times. As soon as he opened the door, I looked into his deep warm blue eyes; soft eyes, which I’d come to love over the years. I expected his face to be full of anger, resentment, hatred, but instead, his eyes were full of welcoming smile. This was going to be harder than I thought.
“Cara,” he said softly, “I was worried.”
He pulled me into his room, closing the door behind us, and wrapped his arms around me tightly. My stomach twisted up in knots of guilt, as my face became hot.
“I’m so sorry for shouting at you,” he whispered as he held me even tighter.
I couldn’t take it. I pushed away, tears flowing uncontrollably from my eyes.
“I slept…” I stuttered, “I slept with Nathan. And I’m so sorry.”
I wiped away my tears, looking Tim in the face. The warmth from his eyes faded entirely. His face was suddenly blank and dulled with anger. This was the face of a man whose entire world has just been crushed.
At once, he shoved me, opening the door and marching away. I
balanced, shouting after him. “Tim! Where are you going?” But he didn’t turn just marched down the halls.
“I have lectures to attend,” were his only words.
I closed the door and broke down on the bed, his scent still fresh on his sheets causing new tears to flow uncontrollably from my eyes. But after maybe an hour, I realized that I would do no good to myself if I just spent the rest of day locked in this room and crying. I made a mistake and I confessed everything. Now I could only wait to see how things would turn out. Meantime, there were the course and classes I needed to attend. So I returned to my room to pick some textbooks and headed to the school.
I held back tears and tried to steel myself as I made my way to lectures. Maybe listening to Mr. Osidipe to talk about Criminological theories would take my mind off the events of last night and this morning. As I was walking toward the lecture hall, a pretty brunette approached me.
“Cara?” she asked, with a hint of urgency in her face.
“What do you want?” I retorted impolitely. But right then I wasn’t really in mood to talk.
“You’re Tim’s girlfriend right?” she asked, a disturbing concern appearing on her face.
“Probably not anymore,” I muttered.
“Well, I’m Rachel, we have some of the same classes together.”
“Right.”
“Listen, Cara, you need to go and find Tim right now. He stormed out of the lecture hall with a look of murder in his eyes. When I asked where he was going, he said he needed to ‘collect a debt’.”
I freezed. Tim was not a violent person. Or that’s what I kept telling myself. He wouldn’t hurt Nathan. But then, he’d had a history. I decided to rather find them before anything bad could happen.
But I didn’t need to search for them for long - the shouts from behind the corner alerted me to their presence. I pushed through the crowds to find Tim, who was dragging Nathan across the ground, ready to swing his next punch into his face as the crowd stood around in awe.
I rushed over to Tim, gripping him by the arms.
“Tim! Stop this! Please!” I pleaded with him.
Tim turned to face me. “Oh, you’re coming to his aid now?”
“Tim! For Christ’s sake! What the fuck you think you are doing? Have you forgotten the night at Harley’s?!?” Reminding him of the night when he was arrested after a brawl at the local club seemed to have an immediate effect.
“What do you want Cara?” he spat out but he appeared to be calmer by now.
I looked at him, my eyes welling up with tears.
“Can we at least go somewhere private to talk this through?” I implored. “Let’s not make a scene.”
***
As the door clicked shut, I twisted the lock to ensure there’d be no intruders. The classroom was empty, and the schedule on the door showed there would be no classes for the rest of the day. Tim seethed as Nathan stood -a sorry state- before him, blood dripping from the bottom lip.
I placed myself between the two of them.
“Please, no more fighting,” I pleaded desperately.
“I wasn’t fighting Cara,” Nathan grunted. “He attacked me.”
“You fucked my girlfriend!” Tim shouted.
“Please, guys!” I begged, holding my hands out wide. “This is all my fault. If you have to blame anyone, blame me!”
Nathan looked down at the ground. “No Cara,” he said softly. “This is my fault.”
Tim peered across skeptically at Nathan.
“I could have stopped it,” Nathan continued, “but I didn’t.”
“So could I,” I said, looking at Tim. “I’m so sorry for hurting you, Tim.”
Tim sighed deeply, putting his hand over his face.
“No Cara, I should have expected this,” he responded, looking at the ground. “I’ve taken you for granted and the only reason we’re both on this course is because I screwed up. All I thought about was what I wanted. I never thought about what you wanted or needed, I just assumed you’d always be there.”
Nathan looked over at Tim sympathetically.
“Well,” Tim continued, “I guess I lost you to a better man in the end.” And he nodded over to Nathan.
“Tim, wait,” I said in desperation. “You haven’t lost me.”
“No. Maybe I deserve to be alone. Maybe being alone will teach me to appreciate what I have, when I have it, and not just when I lose it.”
Suddenly, Nathan passed me and put his arm on Tim’s.
“Nobody deserves to be alone Tim,” he spoke, gently caressing his arm.
Tim gripped Nathan’s arm tightly. “Don’t give me that false sympathy!”
“It isn’t false,” Nathan said, raising his hands in defense.
“Well, just listen, Nathan,” Tim spoke. “You’d better take good care of her, you hear me?”
I moved between Nathan and Tim once more, worried that another fight might break out.
“Well…” Nathan proposed suddenly, “what if we both take care of her?”
I looked up at Tim, at first, he seemed to be confused but then began to smile broadly. So did Nathan.
“Would you like that?” Tim asked, looking me up and down.
I finally started to realize what these two were talking about. My pussy began to swell with heat, as the boys each grabbed my arms.
“I think I’d fucking love it,” I grinned with relief. Things were taking a very unexpected turn that got me excited.
Before I could say anything else, Tim and Nathan lifted me up onto the table, pinning me down onto my back and spreading my legs wide open. I smiled broadly as they began tearing at my clothes, roughly pulling my top over my head. In seconds, I was completely exposed, lying flat on my back in the classroom.
Tim moved to one side of the table, and I reached up with my right hand, feeling the bulge in his trousers growing. Nathan ran his hands down the inside of my thighs, my pussy ached with longing, but I knew he’d tease me first.
I unbuckled Tim’s belt freeing his hard cock and taking it into my mouth. Sucking noisily as he groaned with pleasure. I could feel Nathan inserting his finger inside my pussy, then pulling it out and using the wetness to rub my clit. Tim withdrew his cock from my mouth; I looked up to see him grinning at Nathan.
“Make her taste herself,” he said.
Nathan pushed his fingers deep inside me, then pulled them free and forced them into my mouth. I sucked the wetness from his fingers with delight, before gripping Tim’s cock once more, pulling him closer and tonguing at his balls.
Nathan’s face disappeared between my thighs, as he began to tongue my clit. Starting softly, his licks became stronger as ripples of pleasure coursed through my body.
Tim removed his belt entirely, buckling it around my neck and ordering me to get on all fours. The leather pinched my skin lightly, as I obliged; turning around and raising my ass in the air. With the belt buckled tightly around my neck, Tim slid his cock into my mouth, moaning with pleasure as I took more and more of his hard shaft into my throat. I spread my legs as far as the edges of the table would allow, exposing myself entirely to Nathan, begging him to fuck me deeply.
Slowly, Nathan rubbed the tip of his cock against my clit, then - gripping my hips - gently moving his erected manhood around the opening of my pussy. I pushed my ass back against him, imploring him to fuck me as Tim pleasurably moaned from my blowjob.
At once, Nathan pushed his cock deep into my pussy. Waves of ecstasy ran through me as Nathan and Tim pushed my body back and forth, fucking my throat and vagina simultaneously. Nathan’s thrusts became harder and deeper, as my pussy exploded with pleasure, squeezing his cock tightly as my legs began to buckle.
The belt tightened around my neck, “Get on the floor.” Tim ordered.
I happily obliged and climbed down from the table, my legs still quivering.
I laid on my back, as Nathan squatted over my face and Tim pinned my legs back, handing the belt to Nathan.
T
im gripped my arms, pinning them down and forcing my legs back, sliding his cock deep in my pussy. My hungry mouth opened as Nathan began to fuck me in the throat.
Tasting my own wetness on Nathan’s cock as Tim fucked me deeply made my pussy explode once more. I could feel my own wetness dripping out of my delicate parts and onto the floor below.
As Nathan’s breathing became heavier, and his thrusts stronger, I could tell he was close to orgasm. His cock began to throb, as he withdrew it from my mouth, shooting cum all over my face and tits. Tim - spurred on by this - began to thrust harder and faster. Taking the belt from Nathan’s grip, he withdrew his cock from my pussy, pulled the belt, forcing me to sit up. Cum spewed from his cock, soaking my face, intermingling with Nathan’s, as it ran down my neck and breasts.
I collapsed on the floor of the classroom, panting heavily. Looking up at Nathan and Tim; who stared down at me, grinning and panting lightly. They looked at one another smiling.
“Well,” Tim grinned at Nathan, “I’ll take that over a fight any day.”
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