Literotic asexstories – The Big Tits Club Pt. 02 Ch. 27-28 by bluedragonauthor,bluedragonauthor
THE BIG TITS CLUB 2.0
by bluedragon
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— CHAPTER 27: Kai —
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“I miss him. I miss Kai.”
Eva’s last words hung in the air above us. There were only six of them – words, I mean. One could argue there were only four unique words, actually. But the most important of the four was the last one: Kai.
“He was your boyfriend,” I stated knowingly.
Eva blinked, her slightly off-kilter blue eyes moist and shining as she stared up at me. But then her eyes unfocused as she started staring past my left ear, and her face took on a haunted expression. Ultimately, she closed her eyes, nodded, and bowed her head back over my shoulder. And when she tightened her grip to hold me closer and pushed her face into the crook of my neck, it was clear she wasn’t going to be any more forthcoming than that.
“I don’t have all the details,” I repeated. “All I know so far is that you and Kai met in high school, got together almost right away, and were practically inseparable after that.”
She sighed and buried her face into my chest, muffling her brokenhearted voice as she wailed, “I thought we’d be together forever. Losing him… it just… I couldn’t…”
I simply held her closer when she trailed off, never quite finishing that sentence. I held the back of her head, stroking it lightly. And when she didn’t continue, I muttered, “You got depressed and tried slashing your wrists, but your dad found you and rushed you to a hospital. You went through all the psych evals – hence the crack about not needing another shrink to psychoanalyze you – pulled yourself together enough to finish high school. And when it came time to going to college, your dad thought it best for you to make a fresh start away from the islands rather than stick around in the same place where everything had fallen apart.”
“Papa wanted me to get a fresh start away from anywhere that would remind me of Kai,” Eva mumbled into my neck.
I took a deep breath, stroking Eva’s spine. And when she didn’t volunteer any further information, I sighed and murmured, “I know you must’ve loved him very much.”
Eva started softly crying again, and for a long while neither of us spoke. I cradled her in my arms – she was much taller than Belle or Lily, and yet felt so small at the moment. We sat upright together on her bed, me gently rocking us both back and forth, back and forth, over and over again until her tears dried up again.
At that point, Eva released her arms around me, and I took that as my cue to release mine as well. She sighed, pivoted her hips, and then scooted away from me and over to the desk which served as a sort of headboard for her bed to snag a tissue from the box on the desk’s first shelf. And while she blew her nose once, and then a second time, and finally a third time, I took a moment to take my first look around the girls’ bedroom.
It was not a large room, perhaps fifteen feet long and only ten across. Two small desks were in opposite corners by the window, and if the girls backed up their chairs at the same time they’d bump into each other. The twin-long beds ran parallel to each other, leaving less than three feet of space between them. I now understood what Lily meant about having a hard time taking care of herself at night when another girl was sleeping three feet away. At least the room had a reasonable amount of closet space over by the door, although even that area was packed to the gills with the girls’ belongings.
The walls and shelves on Lily’s side were covered with Hawaiian paraphernalia: posters of beautiful landscapes, knick-knacks like a bobble-head hula girl, and photographs such as a large family photo nestled within a surfboard frame. The walls on Eva’s side, however, were bare. The desk had three photographs in small frames, all three of them either of herself and her dad or just her dad. She definitely got her height from him, although their facial features were dissimilar enough that I had to figure she’d gotten her looks from her mom.
When Eva finished blowing her nose and wiping her eyes, she turned to slide her back against the wall, raised her knees to her chest, and wrapped her arms around them.
I remained where I was, seated sideways on her bed with one foot on the floor, and gave her a warm but concerned look. “Would you like to tell me about Kai?” I asked gently.
“Not really,” she muttered, but then took a deep breath and gathered herself, seemingly prepared to tell me about him anyway.
So I patiently waited her out, letting her collect her thoughts while she fiddled with her cuticles. And after a minute, she stared stonily into the middle distance across the room and began in a low, quiet tone, “He wasn’t the boy next door, like you and Belle, but we were still from the same neighborhood. Hanalei is a tiny town; everybody lives off of Weke Road. It’s expensive – like multi-million-dollar homes expensive. A lot of people rent out their houses to tourists, and it’s not the kind of place locals usually want to raise kids. I mean, the school only had one classroom per grade, and those classrooms weren’t full. So you could say that everybody knew everybody else.”
I nodded slowly.
Eva sighed and pursed her lips. “I never got along with the other girls though, even when I was little. I was a shy kid – bit of a loner – if you can believe it,” she remarked dryly.
“I can believe it,” I replied with a small smile.
“But then Kai moved into the neighborhood in ninth grade, right when I’d hit my growth spurt and grew these big boobs that all the boys were staring at. I was having a hard time trying to figure out who I wanted to be, but then he came in all swaggy and confident. I never did make any girlfriends. It was more fun to hang out with Kai and his boys – go surfing, go hiking, play video games… throw rocks at rental cars.”
I snorted at the last part.
“While Lily was taking hula classes,” she continued, “I was probably holed up in Kai’s bedroom listening to Pearl Jam, Live, and Soundgarden.”
“Nice.”
She stared off into memory for a bit, her eyes losing focus as she smiled softly.
But the smile didn’t last. A moment later, she started choking up, her eyes got moist, and she raised both hands to cover her eyes. When she started sobbing, I immediately slid over to hug her again, but she held a hand palm-out to me, keeping me at bay while she fought to control her tears. So I gave her a moment to compose herself, and she got her breathing under control pretty quickly.
Ultimately, she sat up to grab another tissue and this time just brought the entire box into her lap. She wiped her eyes, sighed wearily and gave me a look that plainly said she’d rather not continue.
So I nodded slowly, slid back to my original position, and prepared to get up. “I really just came over here to make sure you were alright,” I explained. “I never meant to hurt you by making you relive this stuff, and it might be best if I leave you alone.”
“But I don’t want to be alone,” she mumbled, nearly breaking down again, before she sat upright and gave me a wide-eyed look of surprise. It seemed to me that she was all onboard with the idea of me walking away and not making her talk about her past anymore, right up until she wasn’t.
“Then I won’t leave you alone,” I stated reassuringly, “if you really want me to stay.”
Eva bit her lip, grimaced as if in tremendous pain, and then immediately scooted herself over to my side. I opened my arms and wrapped her up in a fierce hug, and then the waterworks started again. “Don’t leave me…” she whispered hoarsely. “Don’t leave me…”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I assured her. “I’m right here, and I’ll be right here for as long as you need me.”
“You really mean that?” she asked plaintively, pleading with me, really. “You’ll stay here with me? Promise?”
“Of course I will. I promise.”
“Stay here with me. Stay with me.” She shuddered. “The two of us against the world.”
I stroked her spine, kissed the top of her head, and repeated back, “The two of us against the world.”
And then she started sobbing again.
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My cell phone chiming with an incoming text message broke Eva’s latest crying fit. She sat up straight, shifted herself out of my arms, and then started wiping her eyes. When she reached for the tissue box, I fished out my phone to check the screen.
“Are they asking you to come back?” Eva asked quietly, her gaze on the phone in my hand.
I shook my head. “Not at all. Belle’s just asking how things are going.”
“And what are you going to tell her?”
“Just that we’re still talking,” I said while futzing around with how to type: Still talking on a 10-digit keypad. It took me a little while, but I eventually got the message sent off.
“Don’t know why they care,” Eva muttered. “It’s not like any of them bothered to come over here with you.”
“Lily and Naimh both wanted to,” I explained. “Belle suggested it would be better if it was just me. She said you’re clearly closer to me than any of the girls, and you seem to only open up when we’re alone. But if Belle’s wrong and you’d rather the rest of the girls come over, I can tot–”
“Gods, no,” Eva interrupted me with a dismissive wave. “Belle’s right: if the whole group had shown up, I would’ve locked the door and refused to let anybody in.”
I nodded. “Makes sense.”
“I’m glad you came over. I wanted to talk to you — to apologize for how things went the last time we saw each other.”
“Nothing to apologize for,” I said affably, arching an eyebrow and smirking at her. “The last time we saw each other, we had a pretty awesome sex session and you let me blow a massive load into your virgin asshole.”
Eva snorted and immediately grinned, unable to stop herself from chuckling even as she shook her head. It was the sort of comment I wouldn’t normally say to a girl in such a situation, but for some reason I could tell Eva had a sense of humor about it, and the momentary laughter seemed to help her relax.
But then her expression turned thoughtful as her thoughts themselves turned inward. She went quiet, narrowed her eyes, and sighed. “Kai could be the sweetest guy too… and then out of nowhere make the crudest remarks… just like you did. And that’s not the only way you remind me of him.”
I blinked. “Me?”
Eva’s eyes narrowed as she studied me. After a moment’s pause, she took a deep breath and then explained, “We grew up privileged. My dad and Kai’s both owned successful companies, and we could afford anything we really wanted. But most locals outside of Hanalei don’t like privileged kids, you know? Kai himself didn’t really want to BE a snooty, privileged asshole like some of the other kids we knew. So we went out of our way to fit in with the regular kamaʻāina. Bought a beater van to drive around, and even slept in it sometimes. Kai dressed cheap with hand-cut tank tops and surf shorts. He acted like a tough guy and spoke more pidgin than Lily does.”
I blinked again. “I’m not seeing the resemblance to me.”
Eva chuckled. “People thought Kai was this foul-mouthed moke with his full-sleeve tattoos, wild hair, and a dozen piercings. Only our inner circle knew the real Kai — the sweetest guy in the world who was always there for me. The two of us against the world.”
It started to dawn on me where she was going with this, and why that particular sentence resonated so much with her. “Ahhh…”
“I’m sure the outside world sees you the way I saw you — a handsome playboy rolling up with a half-dozen hot girls hanging on your arms. But only The BTC girls truly know the guy who genuinely loves his girlfriends, who does everything in his power to be there for each and every one of them. You’re special. I misjudged you at first. And for that, I apologize.”
I smiled in response to her smile to me, but after a moment I took a deep breath and gave her a concerned look. “I appreciate your apology, unnecessary as it may be. But at the same time, the words you said right before you stormed out last Wednesday were absolutely true: I’m NOT Kai. And I never will be.”
Eva closed her eyes and shook her head. “I never should’ve said that to you. I know you’re not him. The two of you look nothing alike, sound nothing alike, and don’t act alike at all. I mean yeah, he was a total sweetheart with me, but he was a bad boy through and through with a violent temper. I can’t count how many fights he got into, which wasn’t such a great idea because he barely weighed more than I do.”
I grimaced and nodded.
Her eyes unfocused, and she got that haunted expression on her face again.
But rather than let her dwell on the past, I squeezed her against my side tightly and bent to kiss her crown. “I’m sure Kai had his flaws, as all guys do, including me. But at the end of the day, I’m sure he loved you very, very much. And I know you loved him very, very much. So it totally makes sense for his loss to still resonate with you today.”
Still staring out into the middle distance, she nodded slowly. Eventually she sighed, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly while turning to look up at me. And then she pulled back the left sleeve of her sweatshirt, turning her hand palm-up so I could see the underside of her wrist.
To my everlasting relief, there were no fresh scars scratched across Eva’s forearm. Ever since first hearing Lily’s story, I’d worried whether or not Eva had turned to repeated cutting as a method of dealing with her inner demons and felt the urgent need to come over here and check on her, but as far as I could tell, the only time she’d ever actually tried to harm herself had been the single suicide attempt. There were three old scars, and they weren’t even immediately visible; no one would’ve seen them at first glance. Even knowing exactly what she was showing me, I had to lean over and peer closely to make out the darker shade of the three ragged lines marring her otherwise unblemished skin.
Still, anyone who got a good look at her wrist would immediately suspect that she’d tried to kill herself at some point in the past. So I definitely understood why she’d chosen to wear that black leather wristband all the time to cover the scars. And if I had to guess, I’d guess that the men’s wristband itself had originally been Kai’s.
Shaking her head sadly, Eva muttered, “He’s gonna haunt me for the rest of my life, even though I know I’m not supposed to dwell on him. People say that time heals all wounds, but right now it still feels like the people who said that bullshit never felt a really real wound, you know?”
I gave her a somewhat helpless look, explaining, “I can’t claim to have ever felt the kind of loss you’re talking about, so I won’t be one of ‘those people’ who give you bullshit lectures about moving on.”
“That’ll make you the first. Everyone else told me it was alright to love him forever but that I’d ultimately have to let him go. The shrinks, my dad, our old friends: everyone encouraged me to move on with my life. It’s why I’m here in Berkeley instead of back on the islands. It’s why I’m sitting on my bed next to you.”
I nodded, reached down, and closed my hand over Eva’s exposed wrist as if I could symbolically close the wound to her heart as easily as I could cover up her scars. “I’m glad I’m here: sitting on your bed next to you.”
Eva turned to look up at me again, her blue-contact eyes shimmering. “Thank you for sitting next to me.”
“You’re very welcome.”
“I still don’t really know why you’re here sitting next to me, though.” She exhaled slowly and gave me a helpless look. “I’ve treated you like shit. I’ve treated the girls like shit. There’s no good reason why they should be letting you come over here to waste time on me.”
“They’re a special group of girls,” I stated seriously before waving her off. “But we’ve had this conversation already. I’m here because I want to be here, and they’re letting me be here because they understand what it’s like to be a girl who needs someone like me to sit next to them.”
Eva gave me a grateful smile. “The first few days after we had our little… thing… on Wednesday, I just huddled up and tried not to think about Kai. I’ve spent a lot of time trying not to think of Kai, and I’m getting better at it. But then the last day or two I started to think about you, and I freaked out thinking that I’d permanently ruined our relationship. I figured you’d understand me hiding out like a hermit through the weekend, and then I’d come over on Monday afternoon to play video games and try to pick up where we’d left off and pretend like nothing had ever happened.”
“Admittedly, I thought you were gonna do that Monday afternoon, too.”
“But then I realized I couldn’t pretend like nothing had ever happened. Fool me twice and all. I’ve had to go over to the house and beg forgiveness from the girls once already. I’d promised you and promised them I’d be better… but then I went and made things even worse.” Eva blushed and stared down into her lap. “I chickened out, too scared to walk out the door. And then after that, it felt like I’d missed my one and only chance to make amends and felt even more crushed deep inside.”
“You didn’t miss your chance,” I assured her. “I’m here, aren’t I?”
“You are.” She took another deep breath and stared up into my eyes. “Despite everything… you’re here. With me.”
“I won’t leave you: I promised you that. I’m right here, and I’ll be right here for as long as you need me.”
Eva’s arm slid around my back as she turned to face me. She tilted her face to look up into my eyes, leaning in closer. Her eyes then focused on my lips, and I got the distinct impression she wanted to kiss me. But then her gaze returned upwards, and she whimpered, “I don’t deserve you.”
“You don’t need to deserve me, and you never will,” I vowed in a steady voice.
Twin tears rolled down her cheeks as she blinked. She let out a tiny sob, and then suddenly both of her hands were behind my head as she pressed her lips to mine. Her kiss was one of desperate need. My kiss in reply was one of calm reassurance. What we shared was not love — not yet, and perhaps not ever. Rather, I knew that Eva needed me, and it felt rather nice to be needed, knowing that I truly had what it took to help her.
So we kissed.
And we kissed.
And we kissed some more.
Always the aggressor, at least at first, Eva shifted her weight to tip me off balance and then pushed me flat on my back across her bed. I went with her initially because I knew I would simply be more comfortable in a reclining position, and I wrapped up her skinny body in my arms while the passion of our kiss deepened and she started probing my mouth with her tongue.
Even so, I didn’t feel anything particularly sexual about this kiss. Eva had spent the better part of a week moping in her room, feeling lost and alone. This kiss was not a prelude to the kind of wild-and-crazy monkey sex that would result in her scratching up my back with her Wolverine claws or end up with me re-invading her recently deflowered ass.
Rather, Eva was a lost soul who’d gone through an incredibly traumatic loss — the kind of trauma I had fortunately never experienced myself. She needed a lifeline: something (or someone) to cling to for support. She was a girl far from home, far from old friends or family, who needed to feel a personal connection — to feel a sense of intimacy.
I had every intention of being the lifeline she needed. I had every intention of providing the intimacy she craved. I could not predict how our time together would proceed. I still had four girlfriends to manage in addition to the academic rigors of my freshman year at Cal. But I knew there was room in my heart — and in the hearts of my girlfriends — to accept Eva for who she was and provide her with the support structure she needed to ultimately succeed at moving on with her life.
Perhaps one day that would result in her moving on from me as well. If so, I looked forward to that day, knowing that I had helped her metaphorically stand up on her own two feet again.
But then I felt Eva’s hand slide into my pants.
I’d gotten half-hard just from the pleasant makeout session with a beautiful, big-titted babe, but still pulled my head back to gasp in surprise at the unexpected sensation. Eva’s fingers quickly encircled my rod, giving it a few starter pumps as she snuggled up against my right side, but I clamped my hand down over the top of the tent in my pants to arrest her back-and-forth motions.
“We can’t,” I gasped, pinning her hand down.
She blinked at me in surprise. “What? Why not?”
I winced. “Because Mrs. Morris quite specifically told me, ‘No funny business in my house.'”
Eva snorted and gave me an amused look. “‘Funny business’?”
“That’s what she said. But she did also explicitly state, ‘Do NOT have sex in my house.'”
Eva looked at me skeptically. “So you’re turning me down because Mrs. Morris scared you.”
“The woman terrifies me,” I admitted with a grin.
Eva’s eyes narrowed. “I think it’s more likely that you’re hard-wired to be whatever a woman needs you to be, even if she’s a batty old bird like Mrs. Morris.”
I shrugged. “You’re not wrong.”
“I find myself curious to meet your mom.”
I made a face. “Please lose that sense of curiosity immediately.”
Eva laughed and shook her head. “Now you’re just making me even more curious.”
“And talking about my mother is the fastest way to get me out of the mood.” Indeed, I was starting to deflate in Eva’s hand.
Eva’s long tongue darted out from between her lips, and she licked the upper one lasciviously. And as her hand started to squeeze my half-hard member, she intoned huskily, “I can put on my choker. Pretty sure I’ll know exactly how to put you in the mood after that.”
“We really shouldn’t…”
“Because you’re scared Mrs. Morris will hear us?”
“I’m scared she’ll use a master key or something to barge in.”
“She’s not gonna barge in.”
“Wanna bet?”
“We could be really quiet. I won’t make a sound.”
My eyes narrowed as I repeated, “Wanna bet?”
Eva sighed and then whined, “But I need you IN me, Matty!”
“Actually, there’s another very good reason why we can’t right now.”
Eva blinked. “What’s that?”
I gave her an apologetic look and explained, “The girls are… uh… ‘mildly annoyed’ that you only ever hook up with me when we’re alone.”
“What?”
“It started with a conversation about Isabela trying to seduce Neevie this afternoon.”
“What?”
“Long story. The point is that the girls said they weren’t too happy with you and me only sneaking around behind their backs.”
“We weren’t sneaking around behind their backs,” Eva protested, pulling her hand out of my pants and propping herself up on one hand.
“Belle’s words, not mine,” I hedged.
“I mean, every time you go and have a one-on-one with Neevie, nobody claims you two are sneaking around,” Eva contended.
“Well, Neevie also participates in the group all the time. For all I know, once she got done pumping Lily for information about you, she started pumping Lily just for the pleasure of it, and she could have a shorty hanging off of each teat as we speak. The girls all get one-on-ones with me, of course, but not at the expense of the club.”
“You mean that horny little voyeur Belle still wants to watch you pound me, and she’s miffed I haven’t let her do that yet.”
I waggled my head. “Well… probably.”
Eva sighed, pursing her lips and then rolling her eyes.
“But you don’t want to do this kind of stuff with other girls around, do you,” I said more as a statement than a question.
Eva winced. “It’s not… It’s not that I can’t…” she began hesitantly before letting her voice trail off.
“You’re totally straight and simply not interested in messing around with the other girls?” I suggested uncertainly.
“I’m not totally straight,” Eva said defensively. “I’ve been with girls before.”
I blinked. “Oh. Okay…”
“But I told you that I don’t dig crowds,” Eva continued. “And three’s usually a crowd.”
“And you’re worried about… performing in front of a crowd.”
“Kinda, yeah.” Eva sighed. “I told you: other girls and I don’t normally get along.”
I chuckled. “Lucky for you, my girlfriends are anything but ‘normal’.”
“Yeah, I figured that.” Eva sighed. She then scowled and looked peeved. “So does this mean I no longer have permission to have sex with you unless Belle gets to watch us or something?”
“No… it’s not like that.”
“Kinda sounds like it is like that.”
I shook my head firmly and sat up, leaning back on both hands. “I swore I’d have your back and be whatever you needed me to be. The absolute last thing I would ever do is force you into… ‘performing for an audience’… if you weren’t a hundred percent comfortable with it. That’s the bedrock foundation of The BTC: nobody has to do anything they don’t want to do.”
“But what if the girls decide they don’t want to share you with me anymore if I won’t be a team player about it? That was the condition of my continued access to you, wasn’t it?”
I shook my head. “I never wanted my relationship with you to be contingent on you coming back to The BTC. I still think you should come back to us, and I still think you’d be better off with a circle of friends. But at this point my relationship with you is MY relationship with you. And unless it comes to a point where the girls force me to choose between you and them, demanding that I stop seeing you or they’ll break up with me, I fully intend to explain to them that you’re simply not ready for that kind of stuff yet and that we’ll have to see how things develop over time.”
“Do you WANT to see me having sex with the other girls?”
I blinked. “Um, what?”
Eva shrugged. “I did that for Kai a few times. I told you I’d been with other girls before.”
“Uhhh, did you like it?” I asked lamely before mentally chastising myself for the uncouth question.
But if Eva minded, she didn’t show it, merely shrugging as she replied simply, “I came.”
I held my hands up and stated carefully, “As I’ve always said: I’ll never ask you to do something you’re not a hundred percent comfortable with.”
“But you’d still love to see me going down on Sam or Neevie while you filled me up with your big dick from behind,” she murmured while rubbing her hand over my package.
My dick twitching beneath her hand seemed answer enough, and I blushed. But rather than directly respond to her statement, I took a deep breath and said carefully, “I don’t need you doing anything for me just because it was something you did for Kai. I’m not him. I’ll never be him. And I can never take his place in your heart.”
Eva sighed and took her hand off my crotch.
“I know you’re not Kai.”
“I’m a guy you met less than three months ago, not the soulmate you thought you’d be with forever. I don’t have tats, I can’t surf, and I certainly don’t know more pidgin than Lily.” I took a deep breath and gave Eva an earnest look. “I’m your friend, and I want to do the best I can for you, but at the end of the day I can only be me. My feelings for you over these past few months can’t measure up to the feelings I know he had built up for you over years. And I know that the feelings you have for me can never measure up to the eternal love you will always have for your dead ex-boyfriend.”
Eva blinked in surprise. “Dead ex-boyfriend? Kai’s not dead.”
I blinked in surprise. “Wait, what?”
Eva sighed and stared off into the middle distance, that haunted expression back on her face. “Kai’s alive… but as far as I’m concerned, what happened to him is worse than death.”
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— CHAPTER 28: Isabela —
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What the fuck is going on?
A stray beam of sunlight woke me up. The curtains had been shut, but there was a half-inch of space between them, and at this very time on this very date, the sun’s rays came through at just the right angle to hit me right in the eyes. I immediately winced and shifted away from the unwanted illumination, only to feel my vision swim as vertigo took over after attempting to move my head too quickly for my sluggish brain to keep up.
A splitting headache… well… split my head, and I groaned while reaching up to squeeze my noggin with both hands. A girl on my right moaned as well. So I tilted both pinkies towards each other so that they met over the bridge of my nose, giving me windows for my bleary eyes to look through the gap in my fingers and realize there was a large mass of luscious, wavy dark hair on the pillow beside mine to the right.
My skull felt like it had shrunken two sizes too small. My mouth tasted like I had a cotton ball on my tongue. My throat was dry and scratchy. And the room around me spun when I tried to look around and put together the puzzle pieces comprising my present existence that would explain the who, what, when, why, and where of my current condition.
What the fuck is going on? What day is it?
Good lord I drank too much last night. That single sentence comprised the sum total of all the information in the world I knew to be factually true. Everything else I thought I knew seemed clouded in a haze of uncertainty. For the moment, at least, I wasn’t totally sure of where I was, who I was with, what day it was, or even my own name.
But after accepting the truth of that first sentence – the one about drinking too much last night – other truths slowly settled themselves into my brain.
My name was Matty.
This was my bedroom.
It was Monday morning.
And we’d all better get to class.
At least we didn’t have to get to class yet. The nice thing about the end of Daylight Savings was that instead of my alarm clock going off while it was still dark the way it had been at the end of October, the sun now rose before 7am. There was just something inherently wrong with waking up before the crack of dawn, you know? And I would’ve been in an especially grumpy mood to not only wake up with a hangover, but to wake up in the dark with a hangover.
Fortunately, the sun was up.
Even more fortunate, my hangover wasn’t that bad. The vertigo from trying to jerk my head away had been far worse, but now that the room had stopped spinning, I felt… functional. My skull didn’t quite feel so tight. My throat didn’t feel quite so dry. And as I took deep breaths to slowly boot up my brain, a few more truths became clear.
The shapely body of a naked young woman was nestled up against my left side.
Her jet-black-haired head was on the pillow to my left.
And as I yawned and automatically stretched, the movement seemed to stir Eva from her slumber.
She pouted cutely in her sleep, apparently displeased to have been so unceremoniously tugged away from her pleasant dreams. I instinctively rolled towards her, once again spooning my equally naked body around hers as if she were my personal teddy bear. It was the same way I now remembered that we’d fallen asleep together last night. Eva wasn’t my girlfriend – of that she’d been quite clear. But there was no denying the fact that we were intimate lovers, tethered together emotionally now as well as physically. And I surrounded her skinny, almost frail body beneath my larger, protective bulk.
Eva’s eyes remained closed, and she smiled at the sensations of me wrapping her up in my warm embrace. She hugged my right arm to her chest like it was her personal teddy bear. Her breathing slowed and steadied. And after another minute or two, the corners of her lips slacked back to a neutral position as she fell back asleep feeling safe and loved.
The contentment in Eva’s smile as she fell asleep made me feel warm and fuzzy, and I wanted to follow her back to Dreamland. My hangover may not have been bad, but it was still a hangover. Despite the errant ray of sunlight piercing through the drapes, I knew we could all sleep for another twenty minutes or so before my alarm clock went off. And I intended to make the most of the precious time we had.
But apparently I wasn’t the only one with that idea.
A hand slid onto my hip from behind me and then traced the curvature of my ass. The sounds of a body shifting on my bedsheets touched my ears, followed shortly after by the sensation of bare breasts being pressed against my back. And a moment later, the hand on my upper thigh moved down between my thighs, lightly scratching my balls for a few seconds before testing the tumescence of my prick and then quickly encircling my half-hard morning wood.
Here we go again… As if an entire weekend of doing this hasn’t been enough to satisfy these girls.
I groaned beneath my breath as her agile hand started stroking me. The semi-familiar smell of aroused pussy mixed with the spicy sweetness of Isabela’s unique scent. And a moment after she’d started, the horny Hispanic girl nipped at my ear and whispered, “I need to feel this big boy inside me one more time before I go.”
All I could do was groan again in response as Isabela tugged on my hip to roll me flat on my back. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek before quickly changing her position, swinging her legs off the side of the bed to lie on her belly with her head parked right over my crotch. And after pumping my prick with her hand just a few more times, she bent down and fed on me.
“Ffffuuuucccckkkk…” I grunted as the luscious Latina’s lovely mouth went to work on my massive cock. I was pretty much hard enough for entry already, but despite her apparent rush, the beautiful brunette with the wavy dark locks continued to bob her head up and down my big dick, moaning in obvious heat as she savored each suck of my swelling schlong.
A minute later though, Isabela gave me one last long pull before popping off the top and grinning eagerly. Her pearly white teeth shone in the morning light as she slithered up my body, not hesitating at all to reach between her legs, hold my dick in position, and then sigh in sweet satisfaction as she sat herself down.
Perhaps I should explain.
****
— SATURDAY (TWO DAYS EARLIER) —
“Fuuuuck, yeahhh…” Liliana Kealoha Pualani groaned, her supple flesh yielding to my rhythmic stroking motions. The short-but-stacked mixed Chinese-Hawaiian hottie’s head was bowed forward, giving my hands and fingers easy access to massage her neck. The spaghetti straps of her peach-colored tank top had also been pulled down her arms, giving my hands and fingers easy access to massage her shoulders. Then she’d gone and bunched up her tank top around her midsection while yanking down the cups of her strapless bra, giving my hands and fingers easy access to massage her bare 32DD breasts. And then next thing you knew, I had a thick chubby in my shorts pressed up against my cute ku’uipo’s backside while I bent down to moan and lightly bite down on her neck.
“You do realize Isabela or Luna could walk out here at any moment,” Evelynn Ayako Kawatani muttered, the tall, sleek, elegant half-Japanese beauty reclining sideways across the armchair with both long, lithe legs draped over the left armrest.
“Mmm… like they don’t know Matty and I are fucking?” Lily mumbled back with her eyes closed, moaning in erotic heat while leaning her head to the side to give me even easier access to nibble on her neck while mashing my hands around her melons to guide me in massaging her mammaries. “C’mon, Eva. Tell me you don’t wanna trade places with me right now, including his hands on your boobs.”
“Of course I wanna trade places with you. I called ‘next’, didn’t I?” Eva countered. “But that said: aren’t backrubs supposed to be making you more relaxed? Looks to me like you’re getting pretty wound up instead.”
“Mmm… once he gets me off, I’m sure I’ll feel pretty damn relaxed,” Lily sighed, taking hold of my right hand and dragging it downward and into her lap.
I took that as my cue to worm my fingers beneath the waistband of her shorts, my fingertip quickly locating her little love button and then dipping lower to press between her labia and scoop out some of her natural lubrication. Meanwhile, I pinched her left nipple with my other fingertips, tugging the pink nub away from the rest of her mammary flesh to tweak it. And as my lovely little Liliana got hotter and hotter, I leaned over her shoulder just in time to meet her turning head so she could seal her lips over mine and start furiously French kissing me.
“Fuck, you two…” Eva moaned, clear arousal in her voice, as her hand drifted southwards into her lap.
“Mmm, yes please,” Lily groaned right back after pulling her mouth off mine, her eyebrows waggling enticingly at her fellow Hawaiian hottie. “C’mon, Eva. Fuck us two.”
“Fuck us three,” Belle chimed in with a giggle as she joined us in the living room from the kitchen, having just finished loading up the dishwasher. “Do you have ANY idea how long we’ve been waiting for you to join in?”
“Don’t push her, B,” I warned. “Nobody in The BTC has to do anything they’re not comfortable doing, period. I, for one, am just happy she’s sticking around here after dinner on a Saturday night. But let’s let Eva take her own pace with this, and if she wants to head home, that’s totally fine too.”
“I’m cool with sticking around for now,” Eva piped up, glancing over her shoulder back towards Naimh’s bedroom where my Head Girlfriend, Isabela, and Luna had all gone to talk about cosplay and costumes. And in a quieter voice that wouldn’t carry far, she added, “I mean… you guys aren’t gonna start up one of your regular orgies with them in the house, are you?”
Belle giggled, grinned, and stared at me with sparkling green eyes. “I dunno… Are we?”
“I vote ‘yes’,” Lily groaned, planting her right hand on the back of mine to get me to resume fingerbanging her after I’d gotten distracted. “Fuck, Matty. I haven’t felt your lala-hu stretching me out in days.”
“You’ll get my lala-hu inside you tonight if you want,” I reassured her while gently rubbing her clit. But then with a sigh, I withdrew both my right hand from Lily’s shorts as well as my left hand from her breast, much to Lily’s chagrin. My shorty ku’uipo pouted as I told her, “But Eva’s right. We should wait until after Isabela and Luna go home.”
“What makes you think Isabela and Luna wanna go home?” Belle drawled with a world of innuendo in her voice as she came to sit beside us. “Did you really think that after they accepted Neevie’s invitation to come hang out with us, that we wouldn’t end up having a classic BTC orgy tonight?”
I blinked and shrugged, thinking back on everything we’d done together today. We’d all enjoyed a fairly standard BTC hangout minus the hot tub at my old house: barbecuing in the backyard, playing Mario Party as a group for a couple of hours, and then socializing around the living room with beer and a few mixed drinks, right up until the three girls had gone into Naimh’s bedroom to talk cosplay. True, Isabela had been quite hands-on with me throughout the afternoon, displaying all of the classic signs that she was interested in getting jiggy with it, but then she’d been displaying all those signs with everyone else as well.
“Well… uh… I didn’t want to assume,” I hedged. “Just because a girl flirts a lot doesn’t neces–”
“Shh-shh-shh,” Belle interrupted, holding her index finger aloft and cocking her ears. “Do you hear that?”
All four of us went silent. Eva sat up straight, dropping her legs off the armrest, and turned to glance back over her shoulder towards Naimh’s bedroom, murmuring, “I don’t hear anything.”
“Exactly,” Belle said with a smirk as she stood up and started heading for the hallway. “Maybe we should go check on them?”
Lily giggled and started to fix her bra and tank top. But Eva frowned at me and whined, “What about my backrub?”
Before I could respond, a breathy moan that spoke of intense sexual arousal filtered down the hallway.
Belle paused and glanced back at us, her eyes twinkling. “That sounded like Neevie.”
A few seconds later, I stood in the open doorway of Naimh’s bedroom, not feeling particularly surprised. The most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen was currently pinned to the near side of her own bed, flat on her back with her legs apart and her arms flopped limply behind her. She was dressed only in her underwear, and even those articles had been shoved out of the way to give the two horny coeds in the room with her easy access to her erogenous zones.
A beautiful brunette with wavy dark hair loomed over my Head Girlfriend with one hand palming the redhead’s exposed round breast, squeezing and fondling the globe. Naimh and Isabela’s lips were also locked together, the aggressive Latina babe quite hungrily ravishing my Head Girlfriend’s mouth as they both moaned in the throes of Sapphic eroticism.
This time, Luna did not notice our appearance in the doorway. The bespectacled brunette was otherwise occupied with her face between the ravishing redhead’s thighs, having tugged aside Naimh’s panties so she could actively lick my lover’s juicing slit. But Luna’s best friend looked up when we arrived, broke her lesbian liplock, and smiled an eager smile.
Isabela must’ve been pre-prepped by the girls, because the beautiful brunette sat up straight, extended both arms out, and beckoned ‘come hither’ with both hands while crowing, “Come and get it, bitches!”
****
What the fuck is going on? This can’t be real. I am the luckiest sonovabitch in the world.
We were all back in the living room now. With two couches, an armchair, and an area rug, it had always been the most convenient place to have an orgy. Seriously, some days it felt like I had more sex in the living room than in my own bedroom (despite Sam still referring to the latter as “the sex room”).
The girls had parked me at a slightly odd angle with my right elbow on the right armrest, my ass at the edge of the middle couch cushion, and only my left shoulder braced against the backrest. With my right foot on the floor, my left knee up, and my left foot planted on the left couch cushion, there were multiple ways the girls could get access to my big dick. For a little while, four of them had their mouths on it at the same time! Belle sat on the floor licking my balls. Lily knelt next to her holding only my mushroom head in her mouth. Naimh leaned directly over Lily to lick her tongue up and down the right side of my long dick. And Isabela knelt on the left couch cushion, bent over to lick her tongue up and down the left side of my dick.
For the most part, the girls took turns, with Naimh keeping her right hand wrapped around the base of my shaft and directing my prick into one mouth or another. Luscious Lily would have a turn to plunge a few extra inches between her lips. Invigorating Isabela gave me tons of eye contact while she humped her head up and down my thick cock. My Baby Belle winked at me before bobbing her head back and forth in my crotch as well. And Nympho Neevie didn’t hesitate to deep throat my big dick, just to show off a bit.
Eva sat in her comfortably familiar armchair, gawking wide-eyed at the four girls taking turns and then sharing my massive meat.
Luna sat right behind Isabela, reaching around to kiss her best friend’s shoulder, fondle her best friend’s tits, and rub her best friend’s clit. I found myself idly wondering if “best friends” was truly the correct title for their relationship, or if “girlfriends” would be more appropriate. I certainly got the impression at the moment that the two of them were coupled up, but merely enjoyed playing around with others in order to satisfy Isabela’s voracious sexual appetite, especially given Isabela’s clear appetite for men. In contrast, Luna did not show any particular interest in joining the others in playing with my anatomy. Perhaps the shy, bespectacled brunette was simply not ready yet to approach a man she didn’t know very well. Or perhaps the shy, bespectacled brunette was simply not interested in playing with ANY male anatomy.
I wouldn’t have known where to fit Luna’s head around my crotch anyways.
Isabela more than made up for Luna’s reticence with abundant enthusiasm, and I was pretty enthusiastic for Isabela as well. The girl was effing hot and my turgid tool throbbed the next time Isabela started noshing on my knob, something Naimh readily felt within her right hand. My Head Girlfriend gave me a knowing wink and grinned, which reassured me that she wasn’t upset by it or anything. I loved all of my BTC girls, and most certainly appreciated Naimh, Belle, and Lily eagerly sucking my dick. But there was something… well… invigorating about seeing and feeling the new Hispanic hottie giving me a phenomenal hummer.
Isabela was good – really good – but then I sort of figured she would be. She simply carried herself with such outgoing confidence and not a single trace of nervousness that I never doubted for a second that she’d be an excellent fellatrix. But as much as I would’ve loved to watch her work my manhood with her talented tongue for the next hour or so, Isabela had other ideas as she pulled off my prick, turned to Belle, and wrapped up my shorty “little sister” in a wicked hot kiss.
Remember, Isabela wasn’t only interested in me. She was ALSO interested in my girlfriends too.
Oh, don’t get me wrong: Isabela was quite clearly bisexual. She loved dick and sucked mine quite enthusiastically. But as I’d already learned at the Halloween party, what had really piqued Isabela’s interest in the cute guy sitting in the fourth row of her E10 Engineering class was the fact that an adorably cute strawberry-blonde shorty always dropped me off to class with a kiss, a gorgeous redhead always picked me up from class, AND our statuesque blonde bombshell T.A. was flirting with me as well. What was it that she’d said? Something about being a hot-blooded Latina not only trying to get into bed with me, but also with all of them.
For Izzy, more was definitely merrier.
It started in Naimh’s bedroom after Isabela had beckoned the “bitches” to come and get it. Belle was the first to burst through the doorway and tackle Isabela across the mattress. I could still vividly recall the sight of the two of them making out hot and heavy at the Halloween party, clad in their Rogue and Grecian Goddess costumes, respectively.
I snuck a glance at Lily, because at the party itself I had completely missed noticing that Lily felt left out, with Belle having to tell me that little fact the next day.
But Lily didn’t seem to mind tonight, biting her lip and rubbing her thighs together while giving Luna a coy look. The mousey brunette pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and gave Lily an almost shyly nervous smile in response, and the next thing I knew, my horny little Hawaiian hottie skipped over to the bed, took Luna by the hand, and then gently brought their two of their faces together for a sweetly experimental kiss.
Naimh slipped off the bed to come to me, almost bashfully trying to explain how Isabela had seduced her again. Meanwhile, the four girls on the bed started rolling together, and the next thing I knew, Isabela was hungrily going after Lily while Belle and Luna started making out and pawing at each other’s clothing. And all the while, Eva remained standing just behind me, her chin hooked over my shoulder while she gripped my upper arm like a safety rail, gawking wide-eyed at the orgiastically Sapphic scene unfolding in front of her eyes.
Is that a word? That’s not a word. If it isn’t, it should be a word.
Naimh took note of Eva’s deer-in-the-headlights expression, fixed her bra and panties so that her goodies were covered back up, and wound up leading Eva back into the living room so they could talk. In the meantime, I remained leaning against the doorjamb to Naimh’s bedroom, patiently waiting with my arms folded while enjoying the view.
The girls started by triple-teaming Belle, rolling my impish pixie onto her back with Isabela taking the dominant position over her. They stripped my shorty “little sister” naked in a blink, and suddenly Isabela was holding Belle’s head in her hands plunging her tongue down the helpless girl’s throat while Lily suckled on her bestie’s teats and Luna got her first taste of the strawberry-blonde’s succulently sweet snatch. The three of them made my adorable Annabelle cum super-hard super-quickly, and then with practiced ease, Isabela and Luna turned their attention to Belle’s shorty best friend.
This time, Luna took the top while Isabela took the bottom. Lily’s peach-colored tank top and strapless bra went into the corner of Naimh’s bedroom along with her shorts and panties. Luna mauled Lily’s tits while the pair of brunette beauties swapped spit. And Lily’s thighs ultimately clamped around Isabela’s head like a Venus flytrap the moment she came and started squirting girlcum straight into Isabela’s sucking mouth.
It was only after the girls made Lily cum that Isabela finally stood up and posed prettily right in front of me. She cocked one hip and stared me down with a predatory kind of confidence that was absolutely intoxicating (and a little bit scary). My eyes were drawn to her figure like it was magnetic, unable to look away even if I’d wanted to. And I very much didn’t want to look away while first Luna and then Belle started to peel Isabela’s clothes, the absence of the Grecian costume she’d once worn not at all muting the aura of supplicants attending to their goddess.
The gorgeous brunette had worn a white puff-sleeve peasant blouse, square-necked but with a cutout to expose her décolletage held together by a dangling drawstring that was the first thing to get undone. Luna helped Isabela remove the blouse and then her bra while Belle knelt down to peel off the newcomer’s flowy skirt and panties. And the next thing I knew, the buxom brunette stood bare-naked and proud in all her glory with prominent boobs and a beaming smile while holding Belle’s head to her crotch, almost forcing my impish pixie’s face to her loins.
And then Lily started going after Luna’s clothes, with the shy, bespectacled brunette giving me an almost embarrassed look before acquiescing to Lily’s lustful attention and surrendering each article of clothing until she too was fully naked and exposed before my hungry gaze.
Isabela was all sexy, sensual curves with big tits, a narrow waist, and a rounded ass to give her a classic hourglass shape but with well-defined musculature in her arms and legs that made me believe she could’ve been on one of the school’s athletic teams, albeit an athlete with a top-heavy build. Her nipples and areola were a dusky brown shade and mouthwateringly perky. And whenever Belle’s head moved out of the way, I could see that she had a trimmed landing strip carefully manicured into a triangle pointing the way down.
Luna, on the other hand, was the definition of a skinny waif. I lingered on the pleasant novelty of her modest breasts somewhere between an A and a B-cup, pale skin, and obvious ribcage dents. She was shaved bare and apparently quite sensitive, because as soon as Lily pushed her eager face into the lovely Latina’s loins, Luna immediately started squeaking and squealing in ecstasy.
For a few minutes at least, I was a mere spectator to the lesbian loving going on in Naimh’s bedroom. Belle pushed Isabela onto her back right next to Luna and proceeded to furiously devour her newest friend’s sweet snatch. It wasn’t a competition, exactly, given that Lily didn’t seem interested in racing to get Luna off first. But the pair of peas in a pod pleasured their partners’ pussies in parallel while the lusty Latinas twisted together to make out with wet kisses and paw at each other’s bare tits. I almost couldn’t decide what to watch: Lily eating Luna, Belle eating Isabela, or Luna and Isabela convulsing in orgasmic ecstasy while passionately tangling their tongues together.
The answer, of course, was all of it.
But alas, all good things must come to an end. Luna and Isabela quaked their final aftershocks and wound up gasping for breath and twisting their loins to the sides and pleading no más. Meanwhile, Belle and Lily turned to each other to tangle their tongues together if for no other reason than to taste new flavors.
And THEN the girls started coming for me.
After getting off the bed with renewed energy, as if their recent orgasms had only powered them up instead of wearing them out, Isabela, Belle, and Lily started stalking me with ravenous expressions on their faces. I immediately held my hands up in surrender while backing my way back out into the living room, with the girls ultimately cornering me by the dining table and then stripping my clothes off. The trio of naked babes then pushed me into that awkwardly angled position on the couch so all three of them could try sucking my dick at the same time.
Naimh had been chatting with Eva on the other couch, but my Head Girlfriend soon excused herself to join the trio. Eva then scooted herself over to her comfortably familiar armchair to put some extra distance between herself and the action. And Luna emerged last from the bedroom to sidle up behind Isabela. I started getting into watching Isabela work my manhood with her talented tongue, but then Isabela turned to start making out with Belle, and now you’re pretty much caught up.
My dick was not left unattended for long — not with three other hot babes eager to swallow my sword. Naimh bent over to pleasure my prick, Lily changed positions to start making out with me. And then Belle slid over to Luna to start making out with her instead.
But eventually my cock returned to being the center of attention. At some point, Isabela knelt on the floor next to Belle, squared up her shoulders, and got a fire in her eyes like she was gearing up to put on a performance. The other girls cleared out a bit to give her the stage as it were: Lily sitting up on the edge of the couch to watch with wide eyes, Luna perching on the other side of me, Naimh sliding behind me so that her boobs made excellent pillows for the back of my head, and Belle kneeling right next to Isabela with an expression of deep concentration like she wanted to memorize everything about the brashly confident girl’s technique.
And then it was showtime.
“Fuck this is a gorgeous dick,” Isabela pronounced while stroking my long shaft with both hands. “So long. So thick. I love the head here: so fat and strong. I can’t wait to feel it stretching my pussy. Well, I suppose I can wait a little bit. Because I just HAVE to taste him again.”
Indeed, Isabela ducked her head to taste me again, moaning and groaning while closing her eyes and fluttering her eyelashes as if savoring the most exquisite meal imaginable. She bobbed her head back and forth, planting her hands on the couch cushions while closing her eyes and taking half of my length into her mouth. I felt my mushroom head probing the entrance to her throat, but she didn’t try to push me past it just yet.
Pulling off with a gasp, the sultry, sexy babe flashed me a pearly white grin and resumed hand-pumping my prick with her right hand while tickling my balls with her left. She stared straight into my eyes while crooning, “Fuck, I’m not even sure this monster will fit into me! Tell me, girls, will it fit?”
“Oh we’ll make it fit,” Lily pronounced immediately.
“Don’t bite off more than you can chew, if you know what I mean,” Belle cautioned. “That weapon isn’t for the faint of heart.”
Isabela giggled. “I’m not faint of heart. I’ve ridden a few vergas grande in my life. Don’t worry, mi pequeña belleza, you’ll get to watch your boyfriend’s big dick thrusting deep inside me while your tongue takes me to heaven soon enough.”
“Later, later.” Belle waved her off, her pale-green eyes glittering. “Less talky-talky; more sucky-sucky!”
Isabela laughed and resumed her fellatio. She licked my dick like an ice cream cone. She pumped it in her mouth three or four times. And then she took in only the first couple of inches between her lips and swirled her tongue around the head, staring up into my eyes the entire time.
I groaned and resisted the urge to impale her face on more of my meat. Naimh cuddled me close and then shifted position to give me a fierce kiss. And as soon as she broke our liplock, she pulled her shirt and bra up above her breasts and then leaned over to feed me one of her swollen pink nipples.
It was because of Naimh’s boobs that I missed seeing Isabela start to deep throat me for the very first time. But I certainly felt the sudden intense suction of my prick pushing past the entrance to her throat, and I abruptly released my Head Girlfriend’s teat to groan and stare down at the incredible sight of the beautiful brunette bending over to sink her lips lower and lower and lower into my lap. Isabela couldn’t take the entire thing the first time, getting stuck with about two inches to go. But rather than get dissuaded, she simply backed off, gasped for air, and got ready to try again.
Isabela said something quickly to Luna in Spanish that I didn’t quite catch, but soon became apparent when the skinnier girl quickly settled behind her best friend and started gathering up Isabela’s long, luscious locks in her hands to hold them back and start tying them together with an elastic hair tie she happened to have around her wrist. I took note of the rather… tender way the pair interacted, which firmly cemented in my mind that their relationship was much more than merely “best friends”. But I didn’t have time for any further ruminations, because right after Isabela got her hair tied back, she once again planted her hands on the couch cushions and then pushed her face down around my dick, this time succeeding in sealing her lips around my very base.
“Oh, fuck,” I grunted.
“How do you girls DO that?!?” Lily exclaimed in astonishment. “I still can’t get all the way down.”
Isabela popped off my prick with a gasp, a wink, and a smirk. “It’s all in the wrist,” she quipped merrily before taking a deep breath and then deep-throating my dick once again.
“Make him cum,” Belle breathed eagerly. “Make him cum all over your face so I can lick up every drop and snowball his yummy cream right back to you.”
Isabela actually choked around my dick and had to back off from laughing. Her eyes were moist as she gasped and giggled before smiling at Belle and saying, “I like the way you think! Such a naughty little mind.”
“You have no idea,” Lily drawled.
Naimh and I shared a smirk and a quick head shake.
“Okay then, Papi,” Isabela pronounced. “Let’s make you pop.”
With that, the lusty Latina started going to town on my big dick. No more soft licks or subtle sucks. My senses overloaded as she went full bore into fast and aggressive bobbing, accompanied by rapid strokes with tight fists around my rod, fingernail scratches of my balls, and a few more deep-throats for good measure. She slammed her entire head up and down my shaft, squeezing my cock with crazy compression. And within minutes I felt my balls coming to a boil.
“Fuck, Izzy…” I groaned. “You’re gonna make me cum.”
Once, twice, three times Isabela banged her head up and down my dick before popping herself off me and then parking her face right at the tip of my prick. She jacked my shaft with both hands while gaping open her mouth and sticking out her tongue. And then she hummed in eager anticipation of my liquid love.
“Hngh!” I grunted as my first involuntary pelvic thrust nearly pushed my prick into her chin. “Hngh! Hngh! HHHNNNGGGHHH!!!”
Lily squealed as the first jet of sticky semen sprayed out from the tip of my prick to splatter a string across Isabela’s pretty face. Naimh hugged me close while I groaned and shot out a second string, and then a third, and then a fourth. The fifth shot lost power, and with most of her face already covered with cum, the horny Hispanic hottie pushed forward to take my mushroom head back into her mouth, hoovering with strong suction to slurp out every last drop I could squirt. And only after I had absolutely nothing left to give did she finally sit back on her heels and smile in satisfaction, right up until Matty’s Little Cumslut tackled her to the floor to lick off all of her lover’s slimy spending.
And then Eva started screaming, “Fffuuuccckkk! I’m cumming tooooo!!!”
My eyes darted straight across the coffee table to the utterly unexpected (but undeniably erotic) sight of the hapa hottie writhing in orgasmic ecstasy. Eva was still fully clothed with her right hand furiously vibrating beneath her skirt. Her head lolled over the top of the backrest, and her legs hooked over the armrests flexed in sync with her pelvic thrusts as she humped her hand. And she squealed and screamed and shuddered until her pleasure peak finally passed.
Tonight was Eva’s first time sticking around during a BTC orgy, and while I’d obviously witnessed the Eurasian beauty in the throes of orgasm before, none of the others had. Isabela and Luna had no reason to recognize the significance of the event seeing as everyone else in the room, save Naimh, had already cum tonight, but the other three girls in the room certainly did. And as soon as Eva finished flopping in her chair like a fish out of water, Naimh, Lily, and Belle ALL immediately went over to dogpile on top of her.
“WOOOO!!!” Naimh cheered enthusiastically.
“I’m so happy you’re here!” Lily exclaimed gleefully.
“Okay NOW you’re officially BTC!” Belle pronounced.
Our night was just beginning.
****
The other BTC girls didn’t try to start kissing or fondling Eva, nor did they attempt to get her clothes off. They truly were just happy to hug her and bond with their friend without anything sexual about it despite Belle’s and Lily’s carefree nudity. And since Eva had yet to show any sort of lesbian tendencies despite hanging out with the clearly bisexual group of girls for all these months, I think all three of them knew better than to try and start up something unexpected right now.
But that didn’t mean they weren’t eager to watch Eva messing around with ME.
“You wanna help us get him hard again?” Lily asked excitedly after the dogpile started to disassemble.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Naimh hedged carefully.
“But it would be soooo wicked hot if you did,” Belle interjected immediately.
“I get the feeling we’re missing something,” Isabela chimed in.
“It’s Eva’s first time sticking around for the group activities,” Lily explained helpfully.
“She and Matty normally do their own thing without us,” Belle drawled. “You have NO idea how long we’ve been waiting to see Matty pinning her down with his incredible cock and–”
“–and we’re still not gonna pressure Eva into doing anything she’s not ready to do,” Naimh interrupted.
“There’s no need for you to perform for the crowd,” I added sincerely, my focus directly on Eva.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Eva panted, still a bit wiped out from her recent climax. “Belle’s never made any secret about how much she’s wanted to see me and Matty get it on. I’m committed to being a part of this club, and I think tonight’s the night for me to show you all what I can do. Just hang on a sec…”
“Why don’t we all give her a minute,” Naimh suggested. “Belle and Lily can start working on Matty and–”
“No-no,” Eva interjected. “You all wanna see me and Matty in action? I just need a second to put on Matty’s favorite accessory.” And with that, she produced her black leather choker and started to fasten it around her delicate neck.
“Black belt in blowjobs!” Lily exclaimed with a grin.
“Exactly,” Eva confirmed.
Naimh frowned and glanced back and forth between the two girls. “Is that another Hawaiian thing I didn’t know about?”
Isabela giggled. “Sounds like I need to get myself a choker.”
“Criminally underrated accessory,” Belle pronounced as she started heading for the stairs. “Imma gonna get mine too.”
“But you’re gonna miss the first time we get to see Eva suck Matty’s dick!” Lily exclaimed.
“Oh, shit,” Belle muttered as she immediately froze and then started walking backwards, retracing her steps. “I’ll get my choker later.”
Everyone laughed.
Meanwhile, Eva planted both hands on the armrests to push herself up. As she stood upright, it was as if the broken girl and lost soul had transformed before my very eyes. She and Naimh were the only ones still wearing any clothing, with Eva clad in a tight mock turtleneck with three-quarter sleeves that hugged her slender torso, and a black miniskirt. Her blue-contact eyes narrowed while the hint of a mischievous smirk played across her lips. She arched a sculpted eyebrow and focused on me with the kind of confident, predatory poise I’d only seen during those times when she was about to launch herself at me and fuck me within an inch of my life. Her posture was feral. Her smile was all teeth. And there was an almost devilish fire in her eyes while she stared at me with the kind of expression that said she wanted to devour me, chew me up to bits, and then discard whatever was left of me onto the side of the road.
“You don’t happen to have another hair tie, do you Luna?” Eva asked the shy girl still in the corner of the couch.
The quiet brunette startled in surprise at being addressed. “Um, no, sorry.”
“No worries. I think Matty will like this better anyways.” Eva smirked as she bent slightly at the waist to reach beneath her black miniskirt. She rather casually removed the black thong panties she wore beneath and then walked over to me, tying her hair back with the panties.
I felt a twitch of life flowing back into my spent prick just at the naughty eroticism of the act.
Eva then knelt before me, ducked her head, and slurped my half-hard cock straight into her mouth. I groaned and reached up to hold her head for a moment before dragging my fingertips down to caress her cheek. And I sighed in rapturous ecstasy as the gorgeous hapa babe nursed my dick with considerable expertise.
“Fuck yeah…” Belle breathed. “Suck that dick! So hot…”
“SOOOO happy you’re here!” Lily exclaimed gleefully.
“Fierce!” Naimh added complimentarily.
“You go girl!” Isabela chimed in as well.
My prick quickly expanded within the close confines of Eva’s warm and wet mouth. Her excellent fellatio had me rapidly adding inches to my length, but before I reached full mast, she sealed her lips around the very base of my cock so that my final extension pushed directly into her throat. And despite the massive volume of rock-hard erection gagging her, she kept herself at full depth, showing off how long she could hold all of my thickness inside while breathing shallowly through her nose, right up until her eyes started to water and she had to finally back herself up.
“Okay seriously,” Lily exclaimed. “How do you girls DO that?!?”
Eva coughed once, wiped her eyes, and then grinned at her roommate. “It’s definitely not easy. Matty’s dick is BIG. I wasn’t able to get all of it the first try.”
“Neither could I,” Isabela added, shaking her head in amazement. “That is a grande-sized cock.”
“You can try what I just did,” Eva suggested to Lily. “Get it all into your mouth while he’s still growing and then keep yourself down there while the rest of him expands and pushes deeper into your throat.”
“I’m gonna try that!” Lily pronounced.
“But for right now,” Eva continued, glancing around at the rest of the girls. “I think you all wanted to see Matty’s big dick entering a different hole, neh?”
“Fuck him, Eva!” Belle crowed.
“Fuck him, Eva!” Lily chimed in.
“Fuck him, Eva!” Isabela laughed as she joined in.
“Make love to your man,” Naimh added a bit more softly, her tone drawing Eva’s attention. And for a moment, Eva’s predatory expression dropped away to be replaced by the look of trust and security she felt in me.
And maybe even… a little love?
But it was only for a moment. Eva pursed her lips, looked down at my dick, and then smirked. When she raised her head, her coolly confident demeanor had returned as she looked over her shoulder at the other girls, eventually zeroing in on Belle.
“I seem to recall you specifically wanted to see Matty grab my wrists and pin them to the bed while he claimed my mouth and then slammed every last inch of his fat sausage straight down into me, right?” Eva asked with a smirk.
“I’ll settle for watching you mount yourself on him right here and now,” Belle replied with a shrug.
“No settling. If we’re gonna do this, we’re doing this right.” Eva grinned as she returned her attention to me. “You know, we’ve never actually fucked on your bed before.”
“Oh… um… huh…” I mused on that.
Eva extended her hand down to me. “C’mon, Matty. Let’s put on a show.”
****
It probably would’ve been safer for me to let Eva ride me right there on the couch. The skin on my back would’ve been happier, at least. But instead I took Eva’s hand and went with her upstairs with the other girls following. She leaped up into my arms in the doorway of my bedroom and crammed her tongue down my throat with the same kind of feral passion she’d displayed the times we’d been alone. I felt like she had even MORE passion, actually, as if that were possible. I’d long worried whether or not she’d feel comfortable doing this sort of thing in front of an audience, knowing her distinct discomfort with crowds. But for whatever reason, Eva was truly well-prepared to put on a show, and she didn’t disappoint.
I dropped her onto my mattress and she became even MORE energized as soon as her back hit the bed. Her Wolverine claws came out to start tearing up my back, and I literally HAD to grab her wrists and pin them to the mattress just to keep from getting torn to ribbons. She giggled and then helped me whip off her tight mock turtleneck, followed quickly by her bra. Naimh exclaimed something about Eva’s massive tattoo and the rest of the girls tittered as well. Meantime, I gnawed on Eva’s nipples while she wriggled out of her miniskirt. But her thong panties remained tied up in her hair.
Belle nearly missed seeing my prick penetrate Eva’s pussy for the first time. Well, obviously it wasn’t the first-first time, but it was the girls’ first opportunity to witness the act. While Eva and I had been rolling around the bed together, the other five girls weren’t idle.
Naimh had brought Isabela over to one of the armchairs in the master bedroom’s sitting area with a good view of the action. Belle and Lily did the same thing with Luna, but that armchair was facing the wrong way, so when Luna knelt to start licking Belle, my impatient pixie whined about not being able to see.
The girls giggled and got the armchair turned around to face the bed. Meanwhile, I returned the majority of my focus onto the gorgeous, naked girl beneath my body. Eva kept her arms back behind her head even when I let go of her wrists so that I could take hold of my prick and notch myself into position. But then I returned my hands to her wrists, truly pinning them to the mattress while I bent forward to claim her mouth with mine and also started sinking my fat sausage straight down into her tight teenage twat.
Eva moaned into my mouth, but I also heard my little voyeur Belle moan in rapturous delight in a way that made both me and Eva crack up. We turned to look at the girls and found all five of them gawking at us from the armchairs. Naimh even reached a fist across the gap to bump her knuckles against Belle’s, and my impish “little sister” made her fingers “blow up” before breaking out into a giggle fit.
I smirked at our collected audience, but after that figured I should focus my full attention on the girl I was actually with. And then I returned to kissing Eva while our hips started up a steady pumping pace.
As I said though, Eva wanted to put on a show. The reticent introvert who claimed to not like being in a crowd truly gave a performance. She clutched me with all four limbs and fucked ME as aggressively as I fucked HER. She screamed in ecstasy and howled filthy phrases that would’ve made for perfect porn dialogue: repeating “yes-yes-yes”, crooning “fuck me baby!”, and announcing at the top of her lungs “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”
I found myself reminded of the first time we’d ever fucked when she went ballistic and even started slapping my face with her hair. That didn’t happen this time – not with her jet-black locks still tied back by her thong – but she definitely went a little crazy beneath me and I had the scratch marks across my back to prove it.
Fortunately for me, Eva didn’t seem interested in tearing me to pieces ALL night. She hadn’t forgotten that there were five other girls in the room with us. So after biting down on my shoulder to muffle her orgasmic howl of pleasure, rather than continue egging me on until I pulled out and gave her a porno money shot, she relaxed and actually pushed me off of her so that I rolled over onto my back.
That’s when the other girls joined right in.
Lily was the first to arrive, leaping into the air and landing on all fours, her right knee between my legs just barely missing the family jewels and prematurely ending tonight’s festivities. My horny Hawaiian hottie mounted up, went from zero-to-sixty in two-point-four seconds, and started howling her happy pidgin that would clearly translate to, ‘Best. Day. Evar!’
Belle came with her, parking her pussy on my face reverse-cowgirl so she and her bestie could swap spit and paw at each other’s tits. And we weren’t the only ones having a threesome – after Belle came first and toppled off me, I looked over to the armchair to find Luna perched atop the backrest with Naimh’s face in her crotch, all while Isabela knelt behind my Irish redhead’s ass apparently fingerbanging her while giving her a rimjob.
After she came, Lily then offered to let Isabela go for a ride on me next, apologizing for not letting the guests take a turn in the first place. But Isabela waved Lily off, explaining that she was perfectly happy to wait. And besides, Belle seemed rather determined to swallow my spunk.
Isabela was right: my petite pixie had parked her pussy back on my face before bending over in a sixty-nine. I’d been playing with my tiny teenage dream’s perky buttcheeks, even drumming them a bit in my hands while she bobbed her head up and down my big dick. And by the time Lily had the presence of mind to invite Isabela to climb onto me, Matty’s Little Cumslut was already going for a deep throat, gagging herself to her absolute limits in search of creamy cum.
She succeeded seconds later, and Mount Matty started belching great gouts of scalding sperm straight into my sexy “little sister’s” sucking mouth.
Then Isabela tackled Belle off me, her tongue delving deep within the strawberry-blonde’s oral cavity to scrape out whatever tasty jizz she could find, and Naimh sat up to laugh, “Oh you’ll definitely fit right in.”
Eva took the opportunity to rejoin the action after sitting up against the headboard to rub herself while watching the others fuck me. She still seemed disinclined to engage in any extracurricular activities with the other girls, but sucking my dick she was happy to do. Now two ejaculations down, I couldn’t quite recover within two-point-four seconds flat anymore. But Eva’s talented tongue went a long way towards speeding up the process.
That’s when Naimh came to join her in lying flat on her belly across the mattress with her head parked over my loins. Eva popped her head off my prick, gave my Head Girlfriend a warm smile, and readily passed me off. My adoring redhead made lavish oral love to my rapidly rejuvenating rod while Belle and Isabela made out like bandits and intertwined their legs to start tribbing right beside us, and L&L (Lily & Luna) started sixty-nining on the rug beside the bed.
After Eva and Naimh collectively got my cock in working order for Round 3, I invited my Head Girlfriend to climb aboard. I took a moment to admire every last freckle on her incredible body as the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen straddled my lap and then slowly sank herself down around my dick. I palmed her big tits and went honka-honka to my heart’s content, especially loving it when she bent over at the waist to smother my face with her massive mammaries. But right when I shifted my hands to grab her ass and help her start to gyrate on top of me, Naimh told Eva that my mouth looked lonely and that she should certainly give it some company.
I think Naimh meant for Eva to sit on my face and go for a ride, but Eva instead bent over to start kissing me. There was a surprising tenderness in her touch in stark contrast to the animalistically feral performance she’d put on earlier, but I didn’t complain and instead enjoyed the simple pleasure for as long as I could, caressing her naked body with my hands while our tongues intertwined. With Naimh’s Goldilocks pussy (just right) wrapped around my prick, Eva’s tits in my hands, and Eva’s lips pressed to mine, I considered myself a lucky, lucky man. And then my situation got even better when Eva finally did decide to climb onto my face, hold onto the headboard, and go for a ride.
I couldn’t actually see anything, but I found myself wondering whether or not Naimh was touching Eva from behind in any way, even if just to caress the other girl’s flanks.
Regardless, I gripped the horny hapa beauty’s booty in my hands and devoured her pussy like it was the sweetest lilikoi dessert imaginable, all while my incredible Head Girlfriend writhed and wriggled atop my upright prick. My talented tongue within Eva’s twat made the sexy Eurasian stunner cum first, and after she finally stopped shaking and managed to keep from collapsing completely against the headboard, she rolled off me and let me focus the rest of my attention on my ravishing redhead.
Naimh first went for Eva’s girlcum still coating my face, actually. Perhaps she couldn’t sample the hapa beauty direct from the source, but she could still lick off whatever she could find from my lips and cheeks. And given the way Naimh’s electric green eyes lit up, I figured she might agree with my “sweetest lilikoi dessert imaginable” assessment.
But although I grabbed my Head Girlfriend’s bodacious booty and helped bounce her up and down my big dick until she threw her head back and screamed in supreme satisfaction, Naimh actually didn’t finish me off. There was one more girlfriend present I actually hadn’t fucked yet, and Isabela insisted that she wouldn’t climb onto me until Belle had gotten a proper turn.
So that’s how I ended up banging my Baby Belle from behind, with Isabela reclining back against the headboard with my impish pixie’s face between her legs.
Naimh giggled and reminded her friend, “Looks like you were right about Isabela wanting to crush your face into her crotch while your boyfriend crammed his massive cock into you from behind.”
Belle mused on that. “I seem to recall my exact words were that she wanted my boyfriend to cram his massive cock into my tight asshole, actually.”
“Oh, yes.” Isabela confirmed brightly with a saucy expression and waggling eyebrows. “If you’re up for it.”
Belle made a face. “Unfortunately, I’ve got… uh… diameter issues. I can only fit his big baseball bat up my bunghole when I prep myself wearing a butt plug all night, which I didn’t do today.”
“Next time, huh?” Isabela suggested with a twinkle.
Belle giggled before agreeing, “Oh, totally. I can wear one tonight, and then we can do all that in the morning, hmm? It’s still only Saturday, and this is The BTC. We can fuck all weekend together!”
“I like the way you think,” Isabela replied enthusiastically.
So long story short, I kept my baseball bat inside my Baby Belle’s ultratight twat that fit me perfectly like a glove with absolutely no extra room to spare. My sexy “little sister” screamed and shouted and shuddered in orgasmic ecstasy, putting on a performance to measure up to Eva’s original, much to everyone else’s delight. And in the end I grunted that I was about to cum, having finished fucking my fourth BTC girl of the night.
But once again, I did NOT finish inside of her. After my first ejaculation had sprayed all over Isabela’s face, and my second had been into Belle’s mouth, my third load wound up splattering all over Lily’s face and my Baby Belle’s booty. Lily had been kneeling beside her bestie, making out with me and “helpfully” holding Belle’s buttcheeks apart. It was Lily’s idea to have me hose herself down, with the extra spurts splattering across my impish pixie’s cutie patootie, and after I’d painted Lily’s lovely face and Belle’s beautiful butt with all my creamy cum, it seemed a mild competition between Lily and Isabela to see who could lick up more of my jism than the other.
At least both girls knew to share their found gold with Belle afterwards.
And then it was finally Isabela’s turn.
****
“¡Dios mío!” Isabela groaned while slowly sheathing herself down around my thick, throbbing cock. The beautiful, buxom brunette was covered in a light sheen of sweat, her tan skin glowing with a golden hue. Her proud, upright tits capped with dusky nipples thrust towards the ceiling as she leaned back on her arms from her cowgirl position on top of my supine body. And she closed her eyes to concentrate inwards while feeling every last inch of my tumescent tool stretching her tunnel of love to its utter limits.
“Soooo fucking hottt…” Belle breathed. “Fuck that cock. Take that big monster up your tight pussy.”
“SOOOO happy you’re here!” Lily exclaimed gleefully.
“Told ya it was amazing,” Naimh drawled.
“Te encuentras bien?” Luna asked with a note of concern, wanting to make sure her best friend was okay.
Nobody asked ME how it felt, not that I actually expected anyone to. My role in this whole thing was clear: lay down and be a stiff dick to get used.
Don’t get me wrong, I was very much enjoying myself. I’d been looking forward to burying my big dick into Isabela’s sweet snatch all evening. The thought had first crossed my mind back at the Halloween party when she’d been so forward in making clear her intentions to get into a wild-and-crazy orgy with me and my girlfriends. So to watch her puffy pink labia parting open wide in sublime acceptance of my rigid dick’s entry into her heavenly hole of unholy bliss was… well… quite gratifying indeed.
And yet…
Well, screw the “and yet”. I was really overthinking the situation. What guy wouldn’t give his left nut to be in my situation right now, right? Six gorgeous girls surrounded me, all of them naked and sweaty and surrounding me with a choral aria of lustful melodies. Over the past two hours, my dick had spent bare minutes in the open air, almost always embedded within the warm and wet confines of a willing woman’s holes. And having the opportunity to watch two brand-new babes bare their bodies to me and share in the most amazing seven-way orgy that would put the best porno videos to shame would be a dream come true for anyone.
And yet…
Sigh.
Maybe my mystifying moment of melancholy was due to sheer exhaustion. Over the past two hours, my dick had spent bare minutes in the open air, almost always having to drive back and forth delivering pleasure within the warm and wet confines of a willing woman’s hole. I’d done my level-best to satisfy Eva, Lily, Naimh, and Belle throughout the evening. No wonder I was a little tired and feeling like I was at the tail-end of an epic test of endurance.
Maybe it was because I didn’t feel like the center of attention for once, and my wounded ego felt like pouting. For most BTC orgies, being the only man meant that my dick was under constant demand, with every girl waiting her turn to have it, actually having it, or recovering from the orgasms I’d given her while she’d had it. But tonight the focus had been far more on Eva, Isabela, and Luna. Eva was the one the other three BTC girls had always wanted to see in action. Luna had shown absolutely zero interest in coming near my dick. And Isabela had thus far shown FAR more interest in the other girls than in me.
I was just the living dildo to be used.
Maybe it was because I didn’t feel any kind of emotional connection to Isabela. Up until now, I’d been physically intimate with exactly nine girls in my entire life: Sam, Belle, Naimh, Mari, Zofi, Alice, Holly, Eva, and Lily. I’d formed friendships with each of them prior to dropping my shorts for them. I’d bonded with each of them, spent quality time with each of them, and come to care about them as three-dimensional individuals with wants, needs, and desires of their own. With exactly nine girls: I’d come to love them in some form or fashion in uniquely different ways.
Isabela now made ten. I didn’t love her. I barely knew a thing about her. Not that “knowing” a girl was necessarily a requirement to have sex with her. She was willing, she was beautiful, she had big tits that felt amazing in my hands and even tastier on my lips, and her snug pussy was ever so wonderfully tight around my big dick.
But that was it. She was a hot body to be used.
More to the point: -I- was just a big dick to be used.
The only thing we shared was sex.
And I wasn’t entirely sure I liked it.
But even a lack of intimate connection with Isabela didn’t fully explain my momentary melancholy. Maybe I missed Sam. It somehow didn’t feel right having an epic Big Tits Club Orgy™ without her. I mean sure: Naimh, Belle, and Lily had fucked me in a foursome lots of times by now without Sam being around. But Sam had been there for all of the other “firsts” with the club dating back to high school. She’d been there for Lily’s “firsts” with the club this year.
But she wasn’t here tonight for Eva’s “firsts”… nor Isabela’s… nor Luna’s.
What the fuck is going on? Why had I let my relationship with Sam deteriorate to this point? How did I let things get this far?
On the bright side, being little more than the big dick to be used meant that my less than energetic participation in the orgy went largely unnoticed. Not being the center of attention was an advantage for once, so I was able to pretty much just lay there flat on my back letting my loins and Isabela’s do the horizontal (perpendicular?) lambada while everyone else did all the work.
Naimh, Belle, Lily, Eva, and Luna had all gotten enough orgasms by now. None of them had any particular need to cum again and were perfectly content to surround me and Isabela and make the horny, happy, Hispanic girl the center of attention. Luna straddled my legs immediately behind her best friend (and I could feel her steaming snatch against my thigh). She clutched the more curvaceous girl with her left forearm around Isabela’s waist, her right hand rubbing Isabela’s clit, and her lips on Isabela’s neck. Isabela cradled Belle’s head to her left breast and Lily’s head to her right, both pint-sized pixies nursing at the lusty Latina’s nipples. And Naimh knelt beside them all, holding Isabela’s head in her hands to play tonsil-hockey with the buxom brunette.
Only Eva paid me any attention, holding my hand as she sat up against the headboard. Although she watched Isabela moaning and groaning in exquisite ecstasy at getting sandwiched by four hot babes while she slowly undulated atop my rigid rod, Eva frequently brought her gaze down to my face, far more intent on watching me even though I wasn’t really doing anything.
Well, I suppose I might’ve been frowning – what with the momentary melancholy and all – and Eva was probably watching me because of that.
The time I’d spent tonight having sex with Eva, Lily, Naimh, and Belle and driving each of them to orgasmic ecstasy had given me an immense sense of satisfaction because I truly cared about their individual happiness. But the feeling now of Isabela using me as a living dildo while she basked in the rays of the other girls’ physical affection… well…
I mean, I did WANT to see Isabela have an orgasm on my dick. But that felt more ego-driven, to know as a male that I’d done my duty, rather than out of any need to bring Isabela true happiness.
In any case, Isabela DID have an orgasm on my dick: the kind of moaning-in-ecstasy, crying-in-pleasure, earth-shaking orgasm that every girl dreams of and every guy dreams of watching a girl have while mounted on his cock. But I honestly thought that had more to do with Luna, Naimh, Belle, and Lily than anything I was doing to her.
The girls then got Isabela rotated around so that she reclined back against my chest reverse cowgirl. This way, the four of them could take turns going down on her as she pinned their heads to her crotch one-by-one, all while the other girls sucked on her tits, made out with her, and generally made her feel like she was the Queen of the World.
Isabela’s excitement was infectious. She squealed and screamed and came and creamed, joyously exclaiming how tonight was everything she’d fantasized about. Voyeur Belle exclaimed right along with her. Naimh was truly thrilled to see everyone getting along. And Lily went ahead and squealed, “Best. Day. Evar!”
I held out until the girls finally wanted to see me cum. Isabela was actually tiring out, if you can believe it, but she seemed determined to get me off. The horny Hispanic girl marveled at my staying power, insisting that she’d never even imagined a guy could hold out this long and maintain a rock-hard erection two hours into an orgy. Belle helped out by licking my balls while Luna reached down to try and rub Isabela to one more climax. And in the end, Isabela’s orgasmic clenching around my cock started to set me off, and then she pulled off my lap so that Naimh could grab my dick and stroke my shaft, pumping out all of my remaining spunk all over Isabela’s pussy mound so that Belle could happily lick it up.
When it was all over, I felt… satisfied.
My newest lover Isabela leaned back against my chest and gave me the kind of glowing smile of awe that puffed up my male ego. The girls all seemed happy. And I mentally congratulated myself for a job well done.
And yet…
And yet…
“Oi-oi-oi! Pahtty foww!!!”
I jerked in surprise and pivoted so hard towards the door that I accidentally tossed Isabela off my chest so that she nearly fell off the bed. Thankfully she didn’t, merely winding up in a heap at the edge. And she quickly picked her head up and grinned excitedly at the newcomer.
“Ooh! Another girlfriend!” Isabela exclaimed excitedly.
Sam surveyed the scene before her, with seven sweaty, naked college kids sprawled around the room with the smell of sexual fluids thick in the air. Although my ex-Head Girlfriend’s eyes were a bit weary, she still had a broad smile across her face. And with the same kind of Joey-from-Friends tone of obvious interest, she fixed her attention on Isabela, adding, “And who might you be?”
“I’m Isabela. This is Luna,” Isabela replied affably, completely comfortable with being nude in front of a girl she’d never seen before in her life. “I’m assuming you’re the prodigal girlfriend, Sam?”
“I am indeed,” my buxom blonde bombshell replied with a grin. “Did I completely miss the orgy?”
Isabela smirked and exchanged a look with Naimh before returning her attention back to the blonde. “I think you’re just in time.”
Our weekend was just beginning.
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