Pamela feels guilty

The louder Caroline moaned, the harder it was for Pamela to focus on her studies.

She had a hard time not feeling jealous of the girl, knowing exactly what kind of fucking she was getting. Plus, the walls were thin and Pamela could hear every moan Caroline made, every grunt Thomas exhaled as he fucked her, and the rhythmic banging of headboard against wall.

Despite having been fucked that morning, when she’d learned that Thomas had the day off, she had to jump his bones before work, she wished she was the one who’d be spending the night with him. But, there was no denying that Caroline was in need of a quality dick, and Pamela didn’t know one that was longer than Thomas’.

Besides, she did count herself lucky. After all, she got to live with Tom. She could fuck him whenever she wanted.

Despite all that, there was one emotion that truly prevented her from focusing: guilt.

Caroline had originally been Kyle’s conquest; the only reason she’d came here in the first place was to sleep with him. And circumstances beyond his control had prevented that. Sure, it wasn’t his fault that Thomas had a larger dick and was thus inherently more attractive and fuckable, but Pamela still felt like she’d cockblocked her roommate.

She hoped he wouldn’t be mad. While Kyle wasn’t one to get angry, she’d known plenty of guys who suddenly became a different person when it came to girls. Even Thomas had a tendency to lash out when upset about her or Bianca.

Then again, Thomas has packing one of the biggest cocks ever, and the girls had waited a few months before jumping his bones. So maybe he was justified in getting upset.

Regardless, she needed to get her school work done. It was due tomorrow and she’d put it off all week, instead seeking sex and playing with the World Processor. And yet she couldn’t focus, the guilt eating her alive.

She needed to ensure that Kyle wouldn’t get mad, and soon found herself upstairs in the attic where the World Processor laid.

Truth be told, the last time she used it, the results had scared her. She’d literally collapsed in a pool of sexual need, unable to do anything until Thomas had found her. And she was lucky even that had happened.

This thing had terrible power, and she vowed to be more careful in the future.

Regardless, she typed.

0003: Guys consider sleeping with girls a game to be played among themselves. If a guy is interested in a girl and a friend of his sleeps with her instead, he’ll never get upset. Instead, he’ll congratulate his bro on another conquest, treating the situation as a part of their game, and hope that his own luck improves next time.

She hoped it was enough.

When Kyle arrived home, Thomas was still going strong. Pamela figured that their fuck that morning had given him more stamina for the day, and from the way Caroline was moaning, he was currently taking full advantage of it.

Her roommate noticed the moment he walked through the door. He paused, leaning his ear towards the sound of the coupling, and laughed.

“Leave it to Thomas to take full advantage of me staying late for work.”

He left the entryway and spotted Pamela, naked on the couch nose deep in her books, and approached her. “I take it he’s with Caroline?”

Kyle missed the wave of relief that swept through the naked girl, the tension leaving her body when she realized he wasn’t upset. “Yeah, I felt bad for the girl when I received your text. I could tell she needed dick, so I figured I’d do her a solid and let her know how well-endowed Thomas was.” Her voice suddenly became very quiet. “Sorry.”

He dismissed her with a wave. “Don’t worry about it Pamela, its all part of the fun. I expected something like this to happen when I first learned that Thomas was packing more than me. It was inevitable.”

He smirked, clearly enjoying the situation. “Makes it more of a challenge.”

She watched as he left for her room, the rest of the tension finally leaving her. Despite the risks, the World Processor worked wonders.