“Not so shy anymore,” Kit said with a smile, staring at Vic’s erection, before putting her mouth on him again, sliding him in and out in fluid motions. For a moment, he had forgotten there was anyone else there, letting his eyes close in a moment of pure enjoyment at what Kit was doing to him. But then he opened them and found Laine still standing behind Kit, leaning back against the table of goods, watching her friend’s ass with a sly smirk, while Marcia was sitting on the chair, staring at what Kit was doing with an intense kind of concentration.

That seemed to matter less than it did before though – the awkwardness that he had experienced was slowly falling away. Now he put his arms behind his head for extra support, and so that he could more easily watch Kit’s lips and tongue working away on his member. With intentionally sloppy sounds she would make her tongue wide and then lick him from base to head, then wrapping her lips around him and taking him in deep as he could go. It felt good, it felt undeniably great and there was no guilt hanging about him.

He found that Marcia had by this point slipped her hand under the waistband of her sweatpants, and though he couldn’t see anything, it was obvious that she was now pleasuring herself as she watched. In many ways, this was even hotter than what Kit was doing to him, just the though of Marcia’s fingers playing with her clit and her slipping them inside her damp warmness.

But then there was also Laine, who had stealthily at some point put on a strap-on harness which was already equipped with one of the assortment of dildoes that they kept on their desk. Laine got onto the bed and stood on her knees behind Kit, and then expertly pulled the other girl’s black lacy panties over her ass and dropped them on the floor by the bed.

Vic wished he could see what Laine was seeing, but his view wasn’t so bad either – Kit’s head between his legs and then Laine in her skimpy little nightgown, one hand placed firmly on Kit’s pale and freckled ass cheek, while the other one guided the rubber dildo into her friend.

When Laine entered her, Kit let out a moan with him still in her mouth, creating a vibration that had almost caused him to finish. Laine now had both hands on her Kit’s hips, thrusting in and out of her with wet sounds. But it was Marcia that Vic wanted to watch. Her hand was busy in her own pants as well, and he thought that he could tell that by her parted lips that she herself was getting close.

It happened without much fanfare – Marcia seemed to not want to be loud and attract attention to herself, but her hand stopped moving, her eyes closed, and the few slight twitches of her body told Vic that she indeed made herself come whole watching him receive a blowjob. This in itself was too much for poor Vic to handle. All he managed to blurt out was “Oh, I’m about to –” and it was too late. Kit though, even with the warning, was in no rush to go anywhere. With Laine still pounding behind her she let her lips be exactly where they were while Vic groaned and released his hot load into her mouth.

There was a sigh of relief that had gone through his whole body as Kit slowly pulled away, Laine having stopped moving behind her, but still very much deep inside her friend. Kit smiled then, her strawberry blonde hair falling over her face and then opened her mouth, revealing that she had nothing inside. “See Vic,” she said, “I knew you’d come around. And now if you’d, ungh, excuse us,” she added, as Laine continued thrusting.

Nothing Vic had just felt though would be able to reduce the sting of awkwardness of having to pull his pants back on, but Marcia mercifully by that point had exited the room.

Out in the hall and with the door closed firmly behind them, they made their first eye contact since entering Kit and Laine’s dorm room. Marcia shrugged, “So maybe you were telling the truth.” With the horniness temporarily drained away from him, there was an urge in Vic to go back to his blushing shy ways but he knew he had to compose himself or all this progress would have been to waste. “Sorry it had to be Kit and Laine, though,” Marcia added with a smirk, “I recommend you take a long shower.”

“Actually,” Vic said, almost feeling how quickly his brain was rewiring itself in the moment, urges bursting through fatigue he had felt only moments ago, “I’ve got more unfinished business to attend to.”

“Are you serious?” Marcia asked, appearing to be in disbelief at the monster she helped create.

“Oh, I’m dead serious,” Vic said echoing her words back at her and then turning to leave down the hallway deeper into the girls’ dormitory. “I’ll catch you later okay?” Every bit of him fought the urge to turn around and see the look on her face before he turned the next corner and left her standing there in front of Kit and Laine’s room, likely in her drenched panties, which she would have to keep to herself.