Sharing his sexy little girlfriend with his colleagues (Part 2)

Last time I shared that after drinking with my colleague Y, we went straight to sleep. I didn't mention his girlfriend again afterward. Another guy in our dorm had his wife come over, so he moved out and rented an apartment. Later, I went on a business trip for a week. When I got back, it was already 10 PM. I went straight back to the dorm and saw Y lying on the bed. I heard someone in the bathroom, so I asked him who it was and why he was showering in our bathroom. Y said it was his girlfriend. I said, "Did we interrupt your good time?" Y said, "No, we didn't go out to stay overnight because no one else was in the dorm. We didn't know you were coming back today, so we'll go out to stay later." I joked, "It's okay, just don't get my sheets dirty." Y said, "If they get dirty, I'll wash them." I said, "Don't make too much mess, it'll be impossible to wash off." While we were talking, Y's girlfriend asked him from the bathroom who he was talking to. Y said no one. Then his girlfriend asked Y to scrub his back, so Y went in.
After Y left, I quickly went to the bed and lifted the covers to check for signs of a struggle. There was nothing there, which was a little disappointing. I continued lifting the covers and found a black thong at the foot of the bed. I picked it up and examined it closely, but didn't find any hair, as netizens often mention. The fabric had a strong smell, which was also disappointing, so I put it back. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I noticed the trash can was full of toilet paper. I used cotton swabs from the bedside table to rummage through it, finding only two or three used Sixth Sense condoms and a small amount of semen inside the condoms—far less than what I ejaculated. A little unsatisfied, I went to Y's bed to check, but there was nothing there either. Then I noticed a woman's backpack at the foot of the bed. Curiosity led me to open it and see what was inside. Sure enough, I wasn't disappointed. Inside was a set of schoolgirl lingerie, stockings, a small vibrator, and a pair of sexy lingerie. It seemed they had been indulging themselves quite a bit these past few days. I was filled with envy and jealousy.
While I was looking for something, I heard what sounded like Y's girlfriend gagging in the bathroom. I tiptoed to the bathroom door and heard what sounded like the two of them starting their "fight." They were moving very quietly, making very little noise, and there was the sound of running water, almost inaudible. But I boldly guessed that Y's girlfriend was doing deep throat. A moment later, I heard her gagging again,
and I felt like I was right, but I wasn't sure. The shower water was too loud, so I still couldn't be sure. I was a little excited, and I even had a reaction myself, but after that, I couldn't hear anything clearly. Afraid of being discovered, I gave up and went back to my bed to play on my phone quietly, then lit a cigarette. Waiting is always anxious, especially this feeling of something being neither here nor there. I think about 10 minutes passed before I heard someone continue showering. I felt like they had finished, but I didn't know how the "fight" had gone on.
A while later, Y and his girlfriend came out together, but Y's girlfriend was only wearing a nightgown, and I couldn't see anything (unlike what some netizens said, where you could see grapes and shadows). When she saw me, Y's girlfriend was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting me to be in the room. Y told her first that I had just returned. Later, fearing an awkward silence, I said I hadn't eaten either, so how about we go out for barbecue? I told them to get ready and I'd wait for them outside. As I walked out and closed the door, I heard her say to Y, "You knew he was in the dorm, why were you touching me like that? It's so embarrassing!" Y said, "It's okay, we're brothers, what's there to be afraid of? Besides, he didn't notice."
We went out for barbecue together. I deliberately said I wouldn't drink too much this time, so as not to bother them. We each drank three bottles of beer and went back. Back in the dorm, she told Y she wanted to move out. Y said it was fine, there was an empty bed, I could sleep there. Then I joked that I snore! Finally, Y's girlfriend agreed. We turned off the lights early. I slept in another colleague's bed, and they slept in my and Y's bed. Because my and Y's bed was near the window, and my bed was next to the bathroom, the outside light shone on Y's bed, but not mine. I could see their bed clearly, but they could see mine.
I washed up and went to bed quickly that night. They were playing on their phones and watching TV. I was hoping something would happen, but I fell asleep after a long time. However, I vaguely heard someone zipping up a zipper, and I suddenly woke up, feeling like they might be about to do something. I squinted and watched his girlfriend take a condom out of her bag and then crawl under the covers. I saw the blanket moving up and down, and I guessed she was giving him oral sex. Then I saw him turn over and start moving, but I didn't hear his girlfriend make any noise. It wasn't exciting, so I was about to go to sleep. Later, I slowly heard his girlfriend moaning softly. I felt like Y was being mischievous, deliberately thrusting too hard, and then his girlfriend punched his shoulder, telling him to be gentler, saying there were other people around. But it seemed to have aroused Y, because I kept hearing her moans, those coy, suggestive sounds that were very stimulating. Poor me, a single guy, I couldn't even masturbate, I could only pretend I didn't know. After a while, they finished, and I quickly pretended to be asleep. His girlfriend went to the bathroom to wash up, and Y came over and patted me, asking for a cigarette. I pretended to be confused and said the cigarette was on the table. Y left reassured. Then, when he went to the bathroom to give it to his girlfriend, I heard him tell her it was okay, I was asleep.
The next morning around 6 a.m., I woke up because I had drunk beer and needed to pee, so I got up to go to the bathroom. Because of all the stimulation I'd had the day before, even though I was really bladdery, I still had a morning erection. My penis isn't big, only 12.8cm long and 4cm in diameter, but the one I'd seen before, Y's, was the same thickness as mine, only 11cm long, and the head was very small.
I bumped into Y's girlfriend in the bathroom. We both saw each other. She was wearing pajamas, while I was only wearing underwear, but it was bulging. I smiled at her, and she smiled back and lowered her head to leave. But I clearly saw her staring at a certain part of my body until we passed each other. I wondered to myself how she would feel after seeing me and comparing me to Y.
The next morning, Y was in the bathroom, and his girlfriend was already sitting on the bed. I went to the bedside table to find something, and she asked me where the sheets were, saying she wanted to change them for me. I said it was okay, they were dirty anyway, and boys' beds aren't as clean as girls'. I could change them myself later. But she insisted on changing them and even put my blanket on Y's bed. When she lifted the blanket, my thong at the foot of the bed fell to the floor. We were both so embarrassed. Her face turned red. I picked it up and handed it to her, saying she had dropped something. She was embarrassed to take it, so I pretended to be
an expert and said, "It's nothing, we've all been there, we've all done it. My girlfriend and I have done it a lot."
She took it and said, "Do all you guys want to use this to coax women? It feels weird."
I boasted, "It depends. My ex-girlfriend liked to use other things (she really didn't accept sex toys). It depends on both of us. We also have small toys. We've played a lot."
She said "oh" but didn't continue and quickly put away her underwear. I quickly turned around and went about my other business.
When I returned to my dorm that night, I didn't see her. I asked where Y was, and he said he had left. I started packing my luggage and found that the trash can and bedside table were not tidied up. I said, "You didn't even tidy up for me. Look at the mess. Look at all this paper. There must be two rolls of toilet paper."
Y said, "I've been tired these past few days. Just leave it there, I'll clean it up for you tomorrow."
I teased him, "I can't put it there, bro. The smell is too strong. Look at this condom, you don't even cover it after you use it.
" Y said, "Do you know how many times we did it? Six times."
I said, "You did it six times yesterday?"
Y said, "No way, three days. I was exhausted."
I said, "You were exhausted. I would be too. I still have to go to work during the day."
When I tried to lift the trash can, it was a bit heavy. I teased him, "Look, I can't even lift this trash can, let alone you. With all that water from the toilet paper, you could dry up a whole river, let alone a small one. She'd be even more exhausted than you."
Y said, "That's right, absolutely. But there's been a lot of water these past few days; she herself said so."
I flattered him, "Isn't that all thanks to you? You're like a pile driver, an oil well!
" Y said: (…)

To be continued... It's getting long again, like a diary.
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