“Right, but we’re still all heading back to our hometown for Thanksgiving itself. Neevie will be with her family until Saturday. Same with Sam. I’d better hydrate and rest while I can.”
“Yes. That.”
“I’m just going to Belle’s house for Thanksgiving dinner itself with her and her dad. Come to think of it, you’re welcome to join us if you don’t have anywhere better to be.”
Skylar frowned. “Oh, I couldn’t possibly intrude.”
“It wouldn’t be intruding.”
Skylar blinked. “I’m not even friends with Belle.”
“But you’re friends with me, and Belle’s met you before. That’s good enough.”
“Good enough to invite me into Belle’s father’s house for Thanksgiving dinner?”
“Sure. Why not?” I furrowed my eyebrows. “Unless you have other plans.”
“Not really. Mostly was planning to treat myself to a day off.”
I grimaced. “I don’t like the idea of you spending the holiday by yourself.”
“It’s not that big of a deal to me, Matty. I’ve been to Thanksgiving dinners socially, but it’s not really my holiday. English, remember? I’m perfectly fine being by myself on a Thursday at the end of November.”
“If you say so.” I gave her a skeptical look. “Honestly though, I’d feel a lot better if you at least had an option of being somewhere you knew you’d be welcome. I’m serious: come join us. I’m just driving down for dinner and then driving right back up here.”
Skylar opened her mouth to immediately decline, but no sounds immediately came out. And after a moment’s hesitation, she finally muttered, “Well… maybe.”
“I’ll count that as a ‘yes’.”
“That counts as an ‘I’ll think about it’.”
I grinned. “Good enough.”
****
It was Wednesday morning, the last day of school before the Thanksgiving break, when I felt something tickle my balls. And with a start, I jerked awake.
“Mmph!” somebody grunted, and as I sat up, I realized I’d just shoved my dick an inch into a girl’s throat. She took it like a trouper, gagging only slightly and keeping her head down, breathing heavily through her nose until I pulled back. And then she resumed rhythmically pumping my shaft in her hand and sucking on the mushroom head as if I’d never interrupted her.
My eyes fluttered for a brief second, giving me just enough time to see the copper-haired head of my Irish lover bobbing up and down in my lap. Naimh looked up at me, her emerald-green eyes piercing in their gaze as she recognized I’d awakened. And she pulled up to smile at me while continuing to pump my shaft with her right hand.
“Dia duit, Matty,” my Head Girlfriend murmured quietly but enthusiastically.
“Maidin mhaith, Neevie,” I greeted her in kind, reaching up to caress her cheek with my fingertips. She leaned into my hand, cradling her cheek in my palm, and when she closed her eyes she sighed a sigh of supreme satisfaction.
I glanced down at my Irish redhead and gestured “come hither” with my right hand. But she shook her head in the negative and promptly deep-throated me for a second, massaging my prick with her inner muscles before popping up.
“Not today, luv,” she drawled. “Skylar made it very clear we girls need to let you rest up a bit. Don’t you worry about satisfying me. I’m plenty satisfied doing this for you. Just relax and let yourself go, because I’m not letting you outta this bed until your wee-wee goes down.”
I blinked. “Calling it a ‘wee-wee’ might make it go down, but it isn’t gonna help me cum any faster.”
Naimh giggled and then resumed her excellent fellatio. She didn’t call it a ‘wee-wee’ anymore, and she made it go down a few minutes later after swallowing all of its stuffing.
A few minutes after that, the wood stair treads in this old Victorian-style house audibly creaked with every step as I descended. In the kitchen, Sam turned away from the gas range and greeted me warmly, “Morning, Matty…”
She smiled at me while extending her arms for a routine hug, looking quite tired. So while we came together for a quick peck, I pulled back immediately afterwards and gave her a look of concern.
“Just one more day,” I stated encouragingly. “All we gotta do is go through the motions for one more day.”
“One more day,” she repeated like a mantra. “I can get through one more day.”
“I know you can. You can do anything, because you are absolutely amazing.”
My luscious platinum-blonde beauty practically melted in my arms. “How can you be such an incredibly understanding boyfriend after everything I’ve put you through? All the neglect… the lack of quality time… the lack of prioritization… I really don’t deserve you.”
“Sure you do. Because I love you and I’ve always known what I was getting myself into. Really, don’t worry about it. I love you.”
“I love you too.” Sam pressed herself into me and gave me a much more passionate kiss.
When we finally separated, I took the spatula out of her hands. “I’ll finish up brekkie. You go on ahead.”
Sam’s eyes sparkled. “I’ll love you forever.”
“I’ll love you forever.”
She gave me one more quick kiss and then left.
****
Per our normal Wednesday routine, Naimh held my hand for the walk from our house onto campus while Belle followed behind us. When we reached our usual intersection, my Head Girlfriend gave me a quick kiss and then bounced away towards the Biology buildings while Belle happily slid her small hand into mine for the journey that remained. The Engineering buildings were first, so when we reached my classroom, my petite “little sister” jumped up into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist so she could give me a passionate French kiss. I let her snog me for a minute before relaxing my grip as a signal for her to put her feet down.
Also per recent routine, Isabela was waiting for us. After snogging me, Belle then immediately stepped into Isabela’s arms and gave her a passionate French kiss that was a combined ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye’. Isabela then patted my Baby Belle’s bottom while my impish pixie flashed both of us a… well… a pixie wink. And then Belle spun around to head off towards Chemistry.
Isabela then looped her arms through my elbow and asked, “¿Vamos?” We entered the building together and then walked over to the lecture hall, descending the steps side-by-side. Isabela did most of the chatting while demonstratively flirting with me. She rubbed my arm, giggled, and played with her hair while I took note of the way surrounding conversations kept on going around us. Nobody hushed around us anymore as they were all used to me and Isabela entering like this by now. And when we got to the fourth row, Isabela entered first so we could sit down in our two regular spots.
A minute later, the familiar sound of high heels rhythmically striking individual stair treads caught my attention. I glanced up just in time to see Skylar descending towards us, and the beautiful, busty blonde bombshell gave me and Isabela kind smiles before continuing on her way. Skylar started taking questions from students on the floor. Isabela and I kept chatting. And eventually, Professor D ambled over to the front of the class at the bottom of the stairs.
“Good morning, students,” the stodgy old graybeard greeted in his typically loud but quavering voice. “Let’s begin.”
Barely anyone paid attention to the lecture. Hell, not even Professor D seemed to give a shit anymore, just going through the motions himself. It was the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, and everyone in the entire building already had one metaphorical foot out the door.
So five minutes before the class was scheduled to end, the professor glanced up at the clock, sighed, and waved his arm dismissively. “You know, students? I think that’s plenty for today. Remember that your papers must be turned in to Miss Sutcliffe by next Wednesday at the latest. Otherwise, enjoy your break!”
“Thanks, Professor D!” Franklin called loudly from the back of the class, already out of his seat and on his way up the stairs. Several other students also chimed in their thanks aloud while packing up, including me and Isabela.
The lovely Latina lady held my arm again as we ascended the stairs together and exited the building. Given that Professor D had dismissed us early, I wasn’t expecting the most gorgeous thing I’d ever loved to be waiting for us outside. But apparently Naimh’s class had also gotten out early, because my bubbly redhead bounced straight up to me with a beaming smile and a happy “Matty!” exclamation. And she went ahead and gave me an insanely passionate kiss while wrapping a leg around my waist to dry-hump herself against my leg just a little bit.
“You guys are out early,” Naimh remarked breathlessly after we’d separated. She remained snuggled in my arms while turning to glance at Isabela. “Did your prof decide that everyone had stopped paying attention as well?”
Isabela laughed and nodded. “I’m pretty sure Professor D had stopped paying attention himself. He repeated himself a couple of times today.”
“He repeats himself every now and again anyways,” I pointed out, and Isabela laughed again.
“Sky!” Naimh exclaimed happily a moment later, stepping out of my arms and scurrying over to greet the blonde with a hug. “You’re out early!”
“Hullo, Neevie,” Skylar greeted pleasantly, hugged her back, and then shrugged. “There weren’t any students who wanted to stick around after class to ask questions the day before a holiday.”
“Well since everyone is here,” Isabela began, “I’ll let you all head off to lunch together. Gotta pick up Luna across campus, as usual.”
“Oh, wait up a minute if you can,” Naimh interjected. “I want you to meet my friend. She said she’d be here by now.”
Isabela blinked in surprise. “Friend?”
I blinked in surprise as well, saying at almost the exact same time, “Friend?”
Naimh pivoted to look westward, scanning for just a second and then jabbing a finger, “There!”
I furrowed my eyebrows and followed the direction of my Irish girlfriend’s finger. There were dozens of students traveling in both directions along the walkway, none of whom looked instantly familiar. There were three guys with sagging jeans and sloppy grunge plaid that stood out a bit. A pair of pretty coeds wearing form-fitting clothing headed away from us. And there was one curvaceous brunette dressed to kill in a plunging V-neck that revealed oodles of cleavage, along with a black miniskirt hugging her ample hips that exposed a creamy expanse of upper thighs above her knee-high leather boots.
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