Thin walls pt 5 (end) [MF + FF]

A few weeks passed. I had a couple of decent-ish shags. He had some which sounded spectacular and listening in worked through a number of my replacement batteries. He had stopped demanding morning head off me and I weirdly missed it and missed him.

Then one lazy Saturday morning I got the old text again “come over and clean me up.” I made up some bullshit to my companion of the night before about my parents being unexpectedly in town and watched him scarper with appropriate haste. And then once the coast was clear I slipped over.

He wasn’t alone. It was the same girl from two weeks ago. I gave her an “I’m on to you” look – she was clearly trying to get herself upgraded to regular FWB and was trying to show him she was down for anything. She had probably suggested this. The look on her face was surprising though. I didn’t quite know what it was.

It was a lengthy and humiliating process. His dick was slick with her juices, which also coated his thighs and stomach. He had fucked so hard and so long it took all my skill to coax an erection out of him and an orgasm seemed unlikely until he surprised me by grabbing me by the head and giving me an unceremonious and surprisingly rapid facefuck to completion. She was pissing me off as well, snogging him the whole time, then having him fingerbang her, and frankly getting in the way the whole time.

“Good, now clean her up” he said in that infuriatingly confident voice.

A familiar swell of emotions rose within me: outrage, indignation, arousal. Then I looked to her. I expected to see her doing her best impression of him, a cocky entitlement. I also half expected to see a bit of fear and trepidation – I don’t think she really was nearly the experienced sophisticate that she was trying to pass herself off to him as. And I did see all those things, but I saw something else: a hunger, a longing. I realised she actually wanted me.

That’s when I realised I had her, and through her I had him. The rest was child’s play.

I met her with a deep kiss that took her breath away. Then I cleaned her up, but I didn’t just clean her up, I went to town on her. I kissed and licked and caressed the way only a woman knows to kiss and lick and caress. I might never be able to match my neighbour’s athleticism or intensity but I could play her like an instrument I’d been living inside my entire life. And she wanted it, she wanted me. He could make her feel like the world was ending but I could show her the stars.

Occasionally I’d look up and get a glimpse of him. He started off with that same cocky swagger, enjoying the show, but after a while his expression seemed to change. I think he maybe realised he’d fucked up.

I finished up, flashed her a “call me” sign and practically bounded back to my room. Almost forgetting to check the coast was clear before streaking down the corridor.

And call me she did. I don’t know if she stole my number off his phone or asked him for it, but she called me that evening. We met up, we had some fun dates, and on a regular basis I’d drag her back to my room and blow her mind, making sure that she vocalised that her mind was being blown for the benefit of my right hand wall. And all I asked in return was that she stopped seeing him. And she did, that’s how good I am. I mean it wasn’t like they were seeing each other regularly but they were more than an occasional hookup. For all his big talk about wanting to blow inexperienced minds I think he actually enjoyed having a more adventurous partner – he’d painted himself into a corner where he couldn’t have me, and she was the next most adventurous woman around.

His sex life continued unabated, sometimes we’d listen in together or I’d teach her to give me head while I kept an ear out. He broke the bed with one woman. Another clearly liked to be spanked, or perhaps whipped. But I knew that for someone that can have almost anything the knowledge there was one thing, any thing, they couldn’t have would drive them insane. It was the oldest form of seduction there was, first practiced by a snake that sidled up to Eve and gave a suggestive glance at the apple tree. It was the trick that had turned me, possibly the most beautiful woman and definitely the most gifted lover in town, into his unsated gimp and cumrag.

Sure enough, on one entirely normal evening, after I had once again made her see stars and as she was gently giving me “thank you” head, I heard a knock at the door. She moved to get up but I placed a gentle but firm hand on the back of her neck and said “come in”.

He didn’t exactly slink in, but some of the confidence was gone. This was a more nervous, professional confidence, the type you bring to a job interview, than his usual “the world is my oyster now suck my dick” schtick. He was also fully clothed, I can’t remember the last time I’d seen him fully clothed.

As for me I know I looked incredible, glowing and gently glistening, louchely leaning back against a pile of pillows to accentuate every curve, naked except for a beautiful young woman’s head where his dick should be.

“I’m here to discuss the terms of my surrender” he said to me. “What do I have to offer you to get her back?”

“Well whether she comes back or not is her decision, but I’m willing to discuss terms for removing my objection to you seeing each other”.

She looked up from my crotch and turned to him. “I want both of you”, she said. “But if I have to pick I’m picking her”.

“So I’ve heard”.

“Ok so here are my terms”, I said:

“A regular date night once a week, let’s say Tuesdays, with no funny games, no power plays, just the two best lovers on campus using each other’s bodies the way they’re meant to be used”.

“Deal”

“One night soon, say this weekend, you put yourself totally under my control for the night so I can take my revenge on you and work through any lingering resentment issues I have. It will be a long night for you, but cathartic for me”

“Deal”

“We move our beds back from the walls and hang some throws or something to soundproof a bit”.

That made him laugh “Deal! Anything else?”

“No that’s enough, but if you’re not busy why don’t you seal the deal by coming to join us now? I’m sure you’re man enough for both of us”.

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