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VIP-BTC2: Chapter 76
🕑 Added 2023-07-04 19:00:04 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 76: The BTC 2.0 (Part I) --
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“Time for dessert, Matty…” Alice gave me a playful wink over her shoulder, braced her belly atop the washing machine during the spin cycle, and reached back with both hands, spreading her asscheeks apart in invitation.
“Fill me, darling! Fill me and fertilize me with your seed!” Zofi crooned into my ear while I bit down harder on her neck to ensure she would have a deep-purple hickey so that everyone would know she was marked and taken. She was mój skarbie, my treasure, emphasis on the ‘my’.
But I couldn’t keep ALL of them. The girls weren’t Pokémon, after all.
“I can’t be your ku’uipo anymore. I HAVE to move on,” Lily told me with a sad smile.
“It’s not that I don’t want to hang around you anymore,” Izzy insisted. “It’s nothing about you, it’s me.”
“For what it’s worth, it was worth all the while,” Holly muttered with a lopsided grin. She then shrugged and gave me a sad smile. “I had the time of my life, but now that time is done.”
But I did get to keep ONE of them I hadn’t been expecting.
“I’m yours, Matty. Only yours. You own me. Because all I ever wanted was to be kept by you.” My Mariangel’s eyes shone. “I love you, Matty.”
“I love you, Angel.” I cupped my hand to her stunningly beautiful face, her skin warm to my touch.
“This isn’t ‘goodbye’,” she reassured me, resting her cheek against my palm before raising her hand to cup mine. “I’ll see you soon.”
I gave my luscious Latina one last kiss. Our lips were still pressed together when the gate agent cleared her throat and asked, “Boarding pass?”
We broke apart immediately. Mari pulled my hand down and stepped away with a bittersweet smile, turning to hand over her boarding pass. I wanted to pull her back into my arms and make her promise to stay in Berkeley, never to leave me again. But instead she took a deep breath and firmly walked away.
Alice waited at the doorway, and both she and Mari each gave me and Belle one last wave before they both started down the jet bridge.
I felt a lump in my throat, but I didn’t start to cry…
… because none of this was real.
Well, all of those individual scenes themselves had been real. I was dreaming again, dreaming of real memories from the past. Each of them was frozen in time: Mari, Alice, Zofi, Lily, Izzy, and Holly.
Mari: My Angel. My Queen. Always loving. Never demanding. Accepting what I could give her, even if it was far less than she deserved. I knew I’d see her again soon. And I wanted to make the effort to truly deserve her in the coming weeks and months, despite our separation.
Alice: My best friend. Always dependable. Never biased. Happy to enjoy what we shared and perfectly willing to give me unfiltered advice without jealousy or self-centeredness. She’d take this time apart to evolve and decide who she really wanted to be. But I knew that whatever form she took in the future, we would always be friends.
I was ready to let go.
Zofi: Mój skarbie. So sweet. So serene. So selfless. I knew we’d eventually share a bond that would last forever. For now, she was also on the path of discovery to find herself, and hopefully to find the kind of lifelong love she’d always dreamed of… and deserved.
I was ready to let go.
Lily: My cutie ku’uipo. So friendly. So warm. So… immature. She was a teenager still growing up and discovering herself. I didn’t know how much or how little she might be in my life going forward. But we were still students attending the same school. I would forever be “her first”, and that wasn’t a bond easily discarded. We may never have developed kipona aloha in the short time we’d been together, but who knew what the future held?
Izzy: My chera. Vibrant. Voluptuous. Vivacious. But not built for Love. Perhaps I’d needed to learn my lesson that not every girl wants an emotional connection. But we’d still developed an intimacy that never truly went away. We were still students attending the same school. Who knew what the future held?
Holly: My ex-girlfriend. Flighty. Fun. And unexpectedly Faithful. Despite enjoying me calling her a “slut” in the bedroom, she’d never been the type to sleep around. She deserved to be free, no longer shackled to a distant boyfriend who couldn’t give her everything she needed. We could’ve been something special together, but sometimes things just don’t work out.
I was ready to let go.
****
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.
As consciousness flooded my brain, the final images of Mari, Alice, Zofi, Lily, Izzy, and Holly evaporated into the ethereal nothingness that all dreams are made of in the real world. 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 stopped to smile around a mouthful of meat while continuing to pump my shaft with her right hand.
Rather than feel a sense of loss at the six girls no longer with us, I felt the joy of being the lucky sonovabitch that had not one but SIX gorgeous girls still in my life. So I smiled back, and Naimh once again focused on the task at hand. She briefly paused to gather herself before pushing her head all the way down and not stopping until she had her lips around the very base of my cock. She held that position there, looked back up at me to make sure I was watching, and I rewarded her with a proud smile before she pulled herself all the way up and took a deep breath.
“Dia duit, Matty,” my redheaded 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 let my thumb rub across her freckled skin for a moment, but then she opened her eyes and righted herself once more. My luscious lover leaned down to take a long, languid lick along the underside of my cock, her emerald eyes glittering as she came to the apex and moved her pouty lips over my prickhead. I slid my fingers through her red tresses and took hold of the top of her head, pushing gently. And the comely college coed cooed before capitulating to the coercion of my cradling hand, descending at a deliberate pace until she’d swallowed every last inch of my big dick.
“Nnnngggghhhh…” I groaned in exquisite ecstasy, dropping my right arm back against the headboard in surrender to her oral expertise. My left arm, on the other hand, remained wrapped around my other bed partner.
Speaking of Belle, the pretty pixie began to stir within my grasp. Her head had slipped down into the hollow between my side and my arm, and she moaned while pitching her face forward into my body while tightening her left forearm around my midsection. I glanced down at my li’l cutie and squeezed her tightly. She was completely naked and her pert little booty fit nicely in the curve of my palm.
Naimh slowly pulled off my prick and then reached forward with her right arm. The redhead gently rubbed Belle’s cheek, murmuring, “Good morning, Belle.”
“Mmm-mmmng,” the petite strawberry-blonde murmured without opening her eyes. She continued to hug me tightly like I was a big teddy bear and nuzzled her nose against my side before taking a deep breath and then kissing my bare skin.
“You want a turn?” Naimh asked.
Still with her eyes closed, Belle shook her head fractionally before replying, “I’m good.” And then she adjusted the grip of her left arm and continued to squeeze me.
Naimh then turned the other way and asked, “Do you want a turn?”
“Don’t mind if I do!” Sam enthused happily. The platinum-blonde babe on my right side crawled over on her elbows to park her face above my upright prick. Naimh initially held my cock steady while Sam brushed her long bangs behind her ear in order to ensure I had a good view of her pouty lips parting around my prickhead and then pushing slowly down to the base of my dick.
She got hung up with about an inch to go but held her position, inhaled through her nose, and then pushed herself the rest of the way down. I groaned and momentarily closed my eyes at the exquisite sensations shooting up my spine. But then I smiled down at the sight of my beautiful Head Girlfriend staring up at me with amber eyes afire as she milked my shaft with her throat muscles.
Sam held the deep-throat for as long as she could before pulling off my prick with a gasp and a grin. I watched her big naked boobies shake as she caught her breath, my cock throbbing within the close confines of Naimh’s throat since the redhead had gone back to sucking on me. The blonde then leaned over to give me a quick peck on the lips as she said, “I’m gonna go start brekkie.”
“Don’t you wanna go for a ride?” Naimh asked.
“Tell the truth, I’d rather he pin my head to the cabinets and skullfuck the hell outta me,” Sam remarked with a grin.
“Both?” Naimh suggested. “You can do both.”
“One each,” Belle mumbled into my side. “First day of the new semester. You guys still gotta get to class.”
“Leave it to Belle to be the voice of reason,” Sam drawled.
“Teamwork makes the dream work,” Belle muttered as well.
Naimh laughed, and Sam smiled as she held out her fist, Alice-style.
The girls bumped knuckles. The blonde then slid off the bed while the redhead crawled up my body and lined up her hips with mine. And Naimh rubbed her tuft of neatly-trimmed red fuzz along my cock, scratching my rod quite pleasantly while her green eyes glimmered watching the expressions on my face.
My busty redhead planted her hands to either side of my head and let her big boobies sway back-and-forth above my face, and I playfully nipped at her pendulous teats until she simply lowered her chest down to smother my eyes in lush titflesh. I went nom-nom on her nipples while she giggled musically. But after another few seconds of coating my cock with the slippery fluids leaking from her wet pussy, she reached behind herself to hold my cock at an angle and then slowly slid herself back.
“Ohhh…” Naimh moaned as she filled herself up with her boyfriend’s big dick. I slid my right hand down to cup her ass, delighting in the different feelings I felt compared to Belle’s booty in my left hand. And after my luscious Irish lass completed her journey down to the very base of my crotch, she sat fully upright and paused to catch her breath.
I stared up at her sweet smiling face, basking in the glow of Naimh’s obvious love for me. She slowly undulated her body around in a counterclockwise circle, carving my cock around the inner confines of her vaginal canal, in no hurry just yet. She took her time and then closed her eyes to concentrate inward on the feelings. No matter how many times we had made love in this manner, she still appreciated every moment as if it needed to be treasured forever.
I let Naimh make languid love to me for a few minutes while I fully roused myself from my overnight torpor. As strength surged through my veins, I finally let go of Belle’s booty and reached up to wrap both arms around Naimh’s back. After tugging her down against my chest, I growled into my girlfriend’s ear just before rolling her over onto her back while she squealed. And although our loins disengaged in the process, it was a simple matter for me to roll after her, nestle my hips between her spread thighs, and slam my stiff sausage straight back into the sweet center of her succulent snatch.
“Ffffuuuucccckkkk…” Naimh grunted, and she started muttering Irish curse words beneath her breath as I started savagely shafting her straight from the start. I didn’t understand any of the words themselves, but there was no mistaking the shit-eating grin on her face or the way she clutched her legs to tug me deeper with every thrust. “Fuck me, Matty. Fuck meeee…”
I fucked her. Meanwhile, I felt a small hand rubbing my ass and glanced to my right to find my Baby Belle smiling at us with lustful flames of arousal in her pale green eyes. She was rubbing her little clitty, the sexpot voyeur visibly excited watching her big, strong man dominating the sultry redhead. And I leaned over to give the impish pixie a quick peck before returning my attention to the busty babe beneath me and devouring her mouth instead.
Sex with Naimh had always been amazing. More than once I’d waxed poetic about her “Goldilocks Pussy”: just right. Being inside her like this was simply heaven on earth, and I felt pleasure-bolts of joyful electricity surging through my veins as I slammed my steel-hard schlong into her over and over and over again. And I would have been perfectly fine pounding her and pounding her and POUNDING her all the way until we both screamed in simultaneous ecstasy.
But I ALSO loved banging my Baby Belle’s exquisitely tight wet box. So instead of relaxing my Kegel muscles to go ahead and let my sperm flow, I clamped down tight on my ejaculatory urges, pounding my sexy Squeakers until she shrieked in scintillating satisfaction, and then pulled out to promptly roll my petite pixie onto her back, split her legs apart, and plunge my prick into her perfect little pussy.
“EEEEEE!!!” Belle squealed at my unexpected entrance. She was soaking wet having masturbated while watching me pound Naimh, and her ultratight teenage twat was getting used to stretching around my girth. But she still had her same diameter issues, and I was only able to cram about half my cock into her cunt on the first try. Her fingernails dug into my upper arms, her teeth clenched, and she clamped her eyes shut with a grimace of pain.
But in a moment like this, I knew she wouldn’t have it any other way. Sure, I could’ve slid myself into her sedately while taking the time to let her body adjust, but she would’ve simply smacked my upside the head and complained about me treating her like a fragile, porcelain doll instead of a proper fucktoy. Indeed, Belle opened her pale-green eyes to stare up at me and she bared her teeth, growling, “Deeper, Matty! Fuck me! Take me! Take me!”
I took her. I took her hard.
My Baby Belle shrieked and screamed and clasped her legs around my waist to physically tug herself up into the air to meet my driving thrusts. I braced my forehead against the mattress just above her head and concentrated on crunching my abs to really blast her wet box. And I rapidly drove the pint-sized dynamo up the proverbial wall, finally unwrapping her legs from my waist and hooking them over my arms to allow myself to get even deeper and ping the tip of my prick against the back wall of her cervix.
Belle curled up like an armadillo beneath me while I got to my knees and lifted her ass in the air. She flung her arms back and undulated her body before me, perky boobs wobbling haphazardly while she closed her eyes and concentrated inwards. She was my ultra-sexy, ultra-alluring Annabelle.
My Perfect Fit.
“Ohhh… Mmmaaattttttyyy…” she moaned.
“Belle… Belle… Belle…” I grunted as I drilled her.
Meanwhile, Naimh was not content to merely sit back and watch. She enjoyed seeing me fucking the other girls blind well enough, but she was more of an eager participant than an aloof voyeur. My randy redhead ducked her head to first nurse at one of Belle’s swollen pink nipples and then the other. Naimh then crawled around to give my sexy “little sister” a sultry kiss, both beautiful babes moaning into each other’s mouths and creating an aria of ecstasy that spurred me even further down the final stretch. And after relocating my hands down to my impish pixie’s hips, I hammered her a few final times to push her over the precipice of peak pleasure and then grinned when she started howling her orgasmic release into Naimh’s mouth.
“MMMMPPPPHHHH!!!”
And then I slammed down and groaned in rapturous release as I burst the dam and let my diluvial torrent of jism flood forth.
“HHHHNNNNGGGGAAAAHHHH!!!”
My tumescent tool could feel the internal twitches of her trembling teenage twat, another orgasm sweeping through her body like a sudden tsunami. And as my swollen schlong splooged out shot after shot of scalding semen, she squealed and shuddered in sympathetic satisfaction.
And then I collapsed down onto Belle’s chest.
But only for a minute.
Wiped out as I was, I wanted to stay on top of her forever, although I knew that I couldn’t. I’d still never forgotten Belle’s answer when I asked if she would rather have me all to herself instead of sharing me with two or more other girls: “To myself? I’m flexible, but not quite flexible enough to slurp your jizz outta my own coochie. We need to have at least ONE other girl in our lives who’ll let you blast her full of yummy sperm and let me suck it all back out.”
In this case at least, I hadn’t blasted Naimh full of yummy sperm, but Belle and I still needed her to suck it all back out. It’s not like -I- wanted to do it, you know?
And sure enough, Belle tapped on my shoulders, urging, “Hurry up and pull out. Matty’s Little Cumslut is hungry!”
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
****
Blessed as I was with a Y-chromosome, I finished getting dressed first and headed downstairs while Belle and Naimh were still freshening up. The wood stair treads in this old Victorian-style house audibly creaked with every step as I descended and would’ve alerted everyone in the house that I was coming. So as soon as I walked through the open kitchen doorway, Sam turned away from the gas range and greeted me warmly, “Morning, Matty!”
My gorgeous Head Girlfriend was smartly dressed for class in slacks and a crisp pastel blue blouse, as always somewhat dressier than one would expect from a typical college student. Her platinum-blonde hair was short and sleek in a medium-bob just above her shoulders, accented with dangling earrings. And her makeup perfectly highlighted her strikingly beautiful face.
The busty blonde bombshell gave me a beaming smile as she extended her arms to me for a hug. I gladly gave it to her, grabbing meaty handfuls of her ass and lifting her off the floor. She squealed delightedly and puckered up for a fierce kiss, and I didn’t set her back down onto her feet for what felt like an eternity of blissful peace.
That peace was rudely interrupted when my stomach started growling, making Sam giggle and start to push herself off of me. Only then did I set her back down, and she gestured with her chin out the door. “Have a seat. Brekkie will be done in a jiffy. Go grab some OJ.”
But rather than head out to the dining table, I sidled up behind the busty blonde and wrapped my arms around her from behind. My hands deftly ducked beneath the waistband of her slacks and then tugged up the front of her blouse, so I could slide my fingers across her bare skin and beneath her bra to grasp her breasts. “And what if I’m hungry for something other than ‘brekkie’?”
Sam cooed in my arms while glancing over her shoulder up and back at me. Her Aussie drawl got thicker as she purred, “I think we’ve got time for a quickie.”
I grinned as she immediately spun around and dropped to a squat right there in the kitchen. She made quick work of my zipper and then yanked my jeans down to my knees. I was already half-hard when my cock sprang out in front of Sam’s face, and she was quick to take my shaft in hand and give it a few short pumps while smiling up at me with sparkling eyes and then stuffing my meat into her mouth.
I groaned and gripped the bullnose edge of the counter while staring down at the amazing sight of my awesome Aussie girlfriend’s lips stretched around the very base of my shaft. And she hummed while running her tongue along the underside of my rod, and at the same time started unbuttoning her blouse.
Thirty seconds later, Sam had finished not only unbuttoning her blouse, but had also undone the front clasp of her industrial-strength bra. Her dynamite Double-D’s had spilled forth, and she mashed her own marvelous melons around my meatstick while I pushed her body back flat against the cabinets and made short little thrusts up through the valley of her cleavage.
And then the doorbell rang exactly twice.
I was still fucking Sam’s tits when Eva sauntered into the kitchen, stopping at the entrance to fold her arms and lean against the doorjamb. “Why am I not surprised…?” she drawled laconically, a smirk on the hapa Hawaiian girl’s face.
“You’re welcome to get your tits out and join in,” Sam offered with a smile before opening her mouth so that when my cockhead popped through the top of her tunnel of titflesh, my mushroom cap probed into her mouth.
“Thanks but I’m good for now,” Eva replied as she dropped her arms and walked in, heading for the gas range. “Besides, it looks like Matty distracted you before you could finish brekkie.”
Sam popped her mouth off my prick to explain, “It’s all finished. I just didn’t have time to plate it.”
“I got you. One for All.” Eva winked at us as she opened an upper cabinet door to start pulling out plates.
Sam grinned to hear Eva repeating that part of The BTC Motto. And after apparently judging my rod to have reached sufficient rigidity, she let go of her tits, fisted my shaft, and promptly impaled her face on my dick.
I groaned and thrust forward, taking hold of her head and keeping it in place as I pushed my prick into her throat. Sam gagged just briefly, so I paused for a moment to let her catch her breath. But then she visibly relaxed herself, even dropping her hands to the sides instead of holding onto my ass, and I steadily pushed forward again, not stopping until the back of her skull pressed against the cabinet so that she was completely pinned in place.
And then I skullfucked her.
Tight-Ass Slut made little “glug, glug” noises while I pounded my way in and out of her throat. She stared up at me with fiery amber eyes, holding both of her elbows in her hands beneath her breasts and unresisting as I took my pleasure between her pouty, puffy lips.
I pulled out every once and a while to let her gasp for air, each time with my sweet Sam staring up at me with a silly little smile on her face. She surrendered control, giving me no direction whatsoever as I repeatedly skewered her skull with my steel-hard shaft for my own selfish pleasure.
One time, I slammed all the way forward, really putting my weight into pressing her head against the cabinets. Bent over with my hands braced against the countertop, I slowly skullfucked Sam against the cabinets while she let her arms fall slack to her sides, struggling to breathe. I kept on pumping the pretty girl’s face until I sensed she was about to choke, and only then did I pull my prick all the way out so that she could breathe.
Then I slowly fed every last inch of my massive cock straight back in.
And then Eva squatted down right beside Sam.
I glanced at Eva with arched eyebrows. Having pinned Sam’s head against the unyielding surface of the cabinet with my pelvis, I held myself at full-depth while she made wet gurgling sounds and just sort of ground myself there for a few seconds before pulling back far enough to let her breathe.
“I plated brekkie and put everything on the dining table,” Eva explained. “You guys said I could join in. Oh, wait, Sam also told me to get my tits out.”
Eva grinned and then yanked her sweater, shirt, and bra up to her upper chest, baring her pretty boobies to my hungry gaze. And then she gaped her mouth open in invitation.
Damn I was a lucky sonovabitch.
Now Sam finally gave me some direction, reaching up to tap the sides of my hips as a signal for me to pull out. I did so, and rather than waste any time waiting for me to move over to her, Eva just grabbed my ass and tugged me towards her so that she could impale her face around my cock.
Really lucky sonovabitch.
“Ooh! Are we doing a skullfucking lineup?” Belle exclaimed merrily as she came into the kitchen. “I want in! I want in!”
“Well, we DO still have to get to class,” Sam pointed out.
“There’s enough time,” Naimh encouraged as she followed Belle in.
Sam smiled as Belle squatted down right next to Eva. “Teamwork makes the dream work.”
Naimh smiled as she held out her fist. Sam bumped her knuckles, and then both girls looked up at me as Naimh squatted down next to Sam and started pulling up her shirt.
I stared down at the sight of the four girls lined up for me in a row, eyes shining, tits out, and mouths open.
Really, really lucky sonovabitch.
It was gonna be a great semester.
****
Sam got me started and Sam got the mouthful of sperm at the end, saving some of it for Belle to snowball afterwards (natch). I would’ve liked to have pulled out and painted my four ladies’ faces, but I was cognizant that we still needed to get to class and didn’t want to make any of them re-do their makeup beyond applying some fresh lipstick, which they would need to do after breakfast anyways.
Speaking of lipstick, I chuckled and shook my head at the four layers of the stuff smeared around the base of my cock as I tucked myself back into my boxer shorts. Speaking of breakfast, the five of us finally sat down to eat. And after the meal, our little party of five got our shoes on, grabbed our bags, and headed out the door.
“Hey, Lily!” Naimh called out while I was locking up the front door. And I turned my head to see a familiar petite young coed with dark hair mixed with sun-kissed strands come to a stop and look back at us from the sidewalk just before she passed out of sight beyond the fence between our immediate neighbor’s yard and ours.
“Howzit, hoalauna?” Lily greeted us with a smile, both thumbs hooked into the straps of her backpack as she waited for the rest of us to catch up to her.
Belle skittered ahead of us with her arms open, rather ebulliently wrapping up the other girl in a hug. “Lily, hi!” she greeted eagerly. “So glad we ran into you this morning.”
“Hey, Lily,” Naimh greeted.
“Hi, Lily,” Sam added.
“Aloha,” I finished while flashing a shaka sign.
“Hey, guys,” she replied while surveying everyone. “Looks like we all have morning classes? Wait, I know you don’t have a morning class today, Eva.”
“Actually, just Neevie, Sam, and Matty have classes right now,” Belle explained helpfully. “Eva and I are just walking them onto campus. First day of classes and all.”
“Ah, gotcha,” Lily replied with a nod.
“Join us?” Belle asked.
“Sure. Of course.” Lily shrugged and smiled as Belle hugged her arm and started leading her down the sidewalk.
The rest of us fell into step with them. The sidewalks were narrow enough that only two people could fit across, so Sam and Eva went directly behind Belle and Lily, and Naimh held my hand (per usual). From where I was, I could hear Belle and Lily chatting animatedly (well, Belle was doing most of the chatting), but I was far enough back that I couldn’t really make out the details of their conversation. Likewise, Sam and Eva were talking about something as well, but my focus for the moment was on Naimh.
Just like first semester, Naimh held my hand until we got to our usual intersection where she’d bounce off towards the Biology buildings. The most gorgeous thing I’d ever loved gave me a sweet kiss while I grabbed her ass. Then, she giggled while giving me a wink and a wave for the other girls before spinning around and sauntering away, putting an extra-saucy wiggle into her booty for my benefit and theirs.
By habit, I expected Belle to slip her hand into mine for the journey that remained, but she was still latched around Lily’s arm, and I looked up to find both Sam and Eva more than willing to come take my hands. The pathways on campus were a little wider with space enough to fit three abreast (hehe, I said “abreast”), and I was in something of a jovial mood as I continued walking across the campus quite casually ignoring the stares I got from other people at the sight of two such stunning examples of the female form holding onto me at the same time.
But then a sudden exclamation from directly ahead of me startled me back to the immediate moment. Also, Belle and Lily had come to a dead-stop right in front of us, and I had to stop walking as well lest I crash right into them.
“NO WAY!” Belle had exclaimed, and presently she repeated it again, “No way! He said WHAT?!?”
Lily’s eyes got big, and she glanced at us nervously with a wince while pursing her lips and making it abundantly clear that she didn’t want to keep talking. At least, she wouldn’t want to keep talking in front of us.
Eva suddenly clenched my hand, and I turned to look at her. The hapa Hawaiian girl’s eyes were tight, but she wore an expression without a trace of surprise. Indeed, it seemed to me she knew exactly what was going on.
But the rest of us didn’t, and it didn’t seem to me that Lily wanted to explain anything in front of us. Belle seemed to sense the same thing, so she grabbed Lily’s hand and started tugging the girl off the main walkway and vaguely northward.
“I’m gonna catch you guys later, alright?” Belle stated rather than asked. “We’re gonna take a few minutes to chat.”
I opened my mouth to warn Belle that perhaps she shouldn’t press Lily, but then I took a deep breath and pursed my lips rather than say anything. Lily wasn’t my responsibility, and she didn’t resist Belle’s tugs. Indeed, the Hawaiian girl seemed perfectly happy to go with my little pixie at the moment, so in the end I merely waved goodbye to both. At least Belle didn’t have any classes she’d need to get to.
That left me with Sam and Eva. I wasn’t about to try and pry into the details of Lily’s life, not without Lily present at least. But Sam felt no such compunctions as she looked at Eva and asked, “What was that all about?”
“Aiden broke up with her yesterday,” Eva said matter-of-factly, that tight-eyed expression back on her face. “Lily told me he flew out to Kaua’i for a few days after New Year’s and they spent a ton of time together before he went back to O’ahu. They made plans to meet up yesterday, and when she left Mrs. Morris’s house I didn’t think she could be any more excited. But then she came back like an hour later all glum and dejected.”
Sam made a face. “You knew yesterday but you didn’t tell us?”
Eva shrugged. “Didn’t seem my place to tell you.”
Sam rolled her eyes and shot a glance at me, deadpanning, “Now where have I heard that before?” She sighed and returned her attention to Eva, asking matter-of-factly, “Why did Aiden break up with her?”
Eva glanced around first to survey how many people might be within earshot and whether or not she recognized any of them. Then she leaned in towards us and explained softly, “I’d rather not go into all the details here, but the main gist of it was that Aiden and Lily weren’t on the same page about how serious they wanted the relationship to be.”
I glowered. “Did he pressure her into putting out?”
Eva winced but shook her head. “No, it wasn’t about that. More like she wanted kipona aloha and he wanted casual. I spent most of the time listening to Lily whining, ‘Why doesn’t anybody want me???’”
Sam winced and stared after the departing two girls, muttering, “Poor Lily.”
Eyebrows furrowed, I muttered, “Belle’s gonna try and talk her into coming back to The BTC.”
“Oh, for sure,” Sam concurred.
“Would that be a problem?” Eva inquired.
“No, of course not,” I told her with a shrug, feeling a little flutter in my stomach but doing my best to keep my expression neutral.
Eva arched an eyebrow at my response before looking at Sam for confirmation.
Sam smiled and nodded. “Fine with me, if that’s what Lily wants. But that’s a big ‘if’. Lily left for very good reasons, reasons that haven’t necessarily changed just because things between her and Aiden didn’t work out.”
“Oh, I know. You don’t need to tell me,” Eva said with an understanding nod. She then grinned and elbowed me, “You need to tell Matty here. Look at him. He’s all excited at the idea that Lily’s single again.”
“Excited?” I blinked, blushed a bit, and questioned the neutrality of my expression.
“Yeah, you look excited.” Sam giggled as she studied my face. “But don’t go counting your chickens before they hatch.”
“I know, I know,” I stated with a nod. “I’m not expecting Lily and me to just pick up where we left off or anything. Like you said: she had very good reasons for leaving. But I still hold a lot of regret over the way things ended, and I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t welcome a second chance.”
“A second chance at kipona aloha?” Eva queried.
“Or another chance to get into that tight pussy of hers?” Sam chided.
“Bit of both?” Eva laughed.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head rather than dignify those remarks with a response. Tugging both Sam’s and Eva’s hands, I started walking.
“C’mon. Let’s get to class.”
****
Eva and I dropped off Sam at her next class, and then the pretty hapa Hawaiian girl held me in her arms and gave me a rather tender kiss in the plaza outside the Engineering building. I patted her ass and she departed with a coy smile that promised even more passionate kisses the next time she saw me. And then I turned and walked into the building, ignoring the gawking stares of a few familiar freshman Engineering classmates used to watching me make out with Naimh, Belle, and Izzy, but who had probably never seen Eva before.
Engineering 7: Introduction to Computer Programming for Scientists & Engineers was held for freshman students in the exact same auditorium-style lecture hall as I’d attended for E10. I walked inside and sauntered down the steps to my usual seat on the aisle in the fourth row, nodding silently to the familiar faces of my classmates, most all of whom I knew by name. Doctor Shevchenko, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline and wearing an Argyle sweater vest, stood at the lectern fielding pre-class questions from students. But I only glanced at him briefly before taking note of the beautiful brunette with wavy dark hair, expressive dark eyes, and a tanned complexion in the seat immediately next to mine.
“Good morning, Matty,” the gorgeous girl greeted me brightly with a beaming smile.
“Morning, Izzy,” I greeted with a smile. “Long time no see.”
She giggled and played with her hair, twirling a long, curly bang with her left index finger. “How was the ski trip?”
“Great. Lots of fun,” I replied casually while taking my seat.
“Luna used adjectives that were somewhat more… extravagant than merely ‘fun’.” Isabela’s eyes glittered.
“Well ‘fun’ is the most extravagant adjective I’m going to use in a crowded classroom,” I admitted before arching an eyebrow. “How ARE things with you and Luna?”
“We’re good, I think.” Isabela’s smile dropped momentarily as she took a deep breath and collected herself. Then her eyes returned to me as she shrugged and said, “I convinced her to stay in the dorm room with me, at least. I really want us to stay friends.”
I nodded my understanding.
“And I want us to stay friends,” Isabela added, placing a hand on top of my forearm. My eyebrows popped in surprise, as did my jaw. But before I could say anything, she leaned in and added quietly, “But just as friends. Don’t worry, I promise I’m not gonna start rubbing your junk in the middle of class or anything.”
I gave her a skeptical look, because there was a naughty little gleam in Isabela’s eyes that made me unsure of whether or not she would actually keep to that promise. But before I could say anything in response, the sound of heels rhythmically striking individual stair treads grabbed my attention, and I turned the other way to look over my shoulder and up the stairs.
He was a stereotypical male grad student wearing a white, long-sleeved button-down shirt with a black tie and two ball-point pens tucked into his left breast pocket. I noticed the rectangular glasses perched on his nose and that he wore gleaming leather shoes that clonked on the stair treads, but I stopped paying attention to him at that point.
“He’s nowhere near as cute as Skylar,” Isabela muttered into my ear as I turned to face forward again, which made me chuckle. “Speaking of whom, I understand you two finally sealed the deal?”
“Ah, no comment,” I replied with a shrug, keeping my expression neutral.
The lusty Latina’s girlish giggles told me just how successful I was.
Thankfully, Isabela didn’t pressure me further about Skylar. We chit-chatted for a bit until the Professor started class and introduced the T.A. whose name I immediately forgot. And once the lecture began, she was a model student and actually didn’t paw at my leg or rub my package or anything like that.
At the end of class, When Isabela and I walked out of the building together, the most gorgeous thing I’d ever loved was waiting for me right outside. My beautiful Irish redhead bounced up to me with a beaming smile, greeting happily, “Matty!”
Naimh came to a stop, and a split-second later her boobs stopped jiggling as well. She wore a scoop-necked sweater that showed off oodles of freckled cleavage and spray-painted jeans that really hugged her spectacular ass. And she wrapped me up in her arms while giving me a fierce kiss before we parted just far enough to face Isabela while we each kept an arm wrapped around the small of the other’s back.
“Hey, Izzy,” Naimh greeted. “Happy New Year.”
“Feliz año,” Isabela replied with a grin, stepping into a one-armed side-hug with the redhead. “Good to see you again. I’d love to catch up, but I gotta go pick up Luna across campus.”
Naimh looked surprised. “You’re still picking up Luna?”
“Matty will explain.” Isabela was already walking away, and she waved as she departed. “¡Adiós!”
Naimh waved back and then turned to me with a questioning look.
I shrugged. “I don’t have much of an explanation. Izzy just said that she wants to stay friends with Luna and convinced her to stay in the dorm room for now.”
“That part I already knew,” Naimh confirmed. “Luna told me last night.”
“Oh. Okay…” I shrugged before asking, “We still on for lunch?”
Naimh’s glittering green eyes were all the answer I needed.
****
“Oh, FUCK, Matty! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Skylar screamed at my sudden entrance, hanging her honey-blonde head down between her shoulders and then bracing it against the mattress while I rapidly ramped up the pace of my pussy-pounding.
My busty blonde bombshell ex-T.A. groaned gutturally while I hammered my pelvis off her heinie from behind. Naimh was tucked beneath her in a sixty-nine position and went back to licking Skylar’s supremely soaked slit. And the three of us continued that way for a couple of minutes until I slammed myself balls-deep into the blonde’s wet box and held myself there for a moment while my redhead’s talented tongue switched over to teasing my testicles.
I then slowly withdrew from Skylar’s snatch, angled my pelvis downward, and sedately slid every last inch of my steel-hard schlong straight back into Naimh’s upside-down mouth, where her throat muscles marvelously milked the full length of my shaft.
Fuck yeah.
The three of us had first met up at a nearby café before taking our food “to go”. But we hadn’t wasted time actually eating our food before Skylar threw me onto the bed so we could all start eating something else. I wound up flat on my back with the busty blonde straddling my face while the busty redhead yanked down my pants to feed on my rapidly rising rod. And it didn’t take long for our first “nooner” threesome of the semester to progress from there.
Our first of many, many nooner threesomes to come.
I was happy to switch back and forth between Skylar’s snatch and Naimh’s face a few times until Skylar’s crooning cries started to climb a crescendo.
“Ssssooooffffuuuucccckkkkiiiinnnnggggggggoooooooodddd…”
Naimh sensed her friend’s impending climax as well, so she grabbed onto the girl’s ample hips and held on tight while eating Skylar out with a fury. Her face was pressed in so tight that my balls were banging off the top of my randy redhead’s red head with every thrust. But I could put up with the mild discomfort given the exquisite sensations of Skylar’s clenching cunt around my cock.
“Ohmiggggaaaawwwwdddd… Soooooooo ggggoooooooodddd… I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” Skylar’s snatch suddenly spasmed. “FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!”
Naimh and I kept up the intensity of our dual-assault on Skylar’s senses until the blonde finally gassed out and collapsed limply face-first into Naimh’s crotch. We gave her a minute to cool down before I pulled out and fed my dick back into my girlfriend’s mouth. Skylar then groaned and rolled over onto her back beside us, at which point Naimh reversed herself and beckoned for me to enter her missionary-style.
Once our two naked bodies were intertwined together as closely as two human beings can be, I paused for a moment and groaned about my sore balls banging into her head.
Naimh laughed and then soothed, “Poor babies. Want me to suck them all better?”
I chuckled and shook my head. “I’ve no interest in pulling out of paradise right now.”
Naimh’s emerald-green eyes glittered as she glanced at the blonde beside us. “If you put it into Sky’s sacred core instead, you wouldn’t have the same problem with your balls bangin’ into me head.”
“Donnn’t… even… think about it…” Skylar groaned, her eyes remaining closed as she panted for breath. “I know you love anal, Neevie, but I’m nowhere near ready for that yet, if ever.”
“I’m jus’ teasin’, Sky,” Naimh laughed.
“Matty’s weapon is intimidating,” Skylar continued, finally opening her eyes as she sighed. “Even when it’s soft, that thing is just… wow.”
“Aww, look at ‘im blushin’,” Naimh teased, squeezing my hand. “Keep going. He’ll never get tired of you praising his dick.”
“His mammoth meat,” Skylar added with a smile. “His enormous erection. His colossal cock.”
Naimh giggled. “Keep going. He’s turning red.”
“His substantial schlong. His gargantuan girth. His stupendous shaft. His gigantic junk. His titanic tool… His… uhhh…”
Naimh was cackling now, her laughter doing incredible things to her inner muscles that continued to massage my… mammoth meat.
“You wanna feel his titanic tool pushing back into your teeny-tiny twat?” my redhead asked while rubbing my back.
“Now? I already came and you only just got him into you,” Skylar argued.
“We had morning sex and he made me cum a bunch of times already,” Naimh pointed out. “We’re having this nooner for you. Don’t tell me you don’t want his… uh, colossal cock filling up your coed cunt again and again and again.”
“Of course I do.” Skylar gave me a dreamy smile. And she looked so beautiful in that moment that I couldn’t help but lean over to give her a tender kiss.
She moaned happily into my mouth, and even when I started to pull up, she raised her head to let her lips linger on mine a bit longer. Sweaty and looking satisfied, Skylar nevertheless looked eager to continue. So after stirring my dick around the inner confines of Naimh’s teenage twat, I pulled out of her and moved myself back over the blonde.
Skylar spread her legs apart while I laid my dick atop her blonde-tufted mound between us. She reached up to hold my shoulders, looking up at me face-to-face while I slowly dragged my rod through her pink furrow.
“Tell me how you want me,” I intoned gently.
“Slowly,” Skylar sighed with a smile. “One sensation at a time.”
I grinned, slid back until my mushroom head notched back at her opening. I dipped my head down and softly pressed my lips to hers. I wanted her senses to be filled with a kaleidoscope of inputs. The smell of me. The taste of me. The sight of my stormy eyes. The sound of my moan. And the touch of my mouth pressed hard against hers.
And then I pushed.
I rather loved the way Skylar’s brilliant light-blue eyes always dilated from the rush of sensation, the way her mouth gaped open in sympathetic harmony with the way her too-tight pussy had to suddenly stretch in order to accommodate my gargantuan girth. I did my best not to get a big head about my over-the-top sex life with a literal harem of busty, big-titted babes. But it was still quite an ego trip to witness the look on Skylar’s face as I made her feel like she was losing her virginity all over again, even though I’d been fucking her bare minutes before.
“Ohhh Holy Fuuuuck, Mattyyy…” she moaned while her hands clamped down onto my shoulders, her back arched to thrust up those beautiful big boobies beneath my chin, and she tensed up from head to toe in a way that arrested any further entrance for a minute. But then she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly to let her whole body relax, surrendering her entire being and accepting the smooth slide of my full length into her supple snatch.
“Nnnggghhh…” I groaned as it felt like my entire being was wrapped up within her warmth. “Oh Sky… So good… So good to be inside you.”
“So good to feel you inside me,” she crooned, clutching my head and then biting my ear before adding, “And to have you with us, too.”
“So good to see both of you so happy together,” Naimh enthused merrily, and I turned just in time to see the pair of busty babes come together for a tender kiss mere inches in front of my face.
Skylar’s left hand grabbed my asscheek and gripped it tightly to tug me even deeper into her body. Her right hand came up to caress Naimh’s cheek and grip the back of the Irish redhead’s red head to increase the pressure of their kiss. I nuzzled my way down Skylar’s neck and across her shoulder, briefly baring my teeth to her creamy white skin. And after digging my toes into the mattress for leverage, I started up a steady pumping motion.
The beautiful blonde beneath me gasped and moaned at the sensations of my stiff shaft sawing in and out of her slippery snatch. Skylar shoved Naimh’s head a little lower so that the redhead could suckle at one of her pink teats, and I hunched a bit to duck down and suckle at her other one. Naimh’s hand ran up and down my spine, and my gorgeous girlfriend grabbed my head to turn it so that we could tango with our tongues. And a few seconds after that, we turned to Skylar for a three-way tongue-filled kiss.
Raising Skylar’s left leg up my chest, I twisted her beneath me to drill her even deeper and give Naimh even freer access to the blonde’s body. A minute after that, I completed my pivot to spoon myself behind Skylar without ever withdrawing from her wet box. Naimh and I sandwiched the older girl between us, with the fingers of the Irish Shamrock’s right hand dancing on the English Rose’s little love button.
“Neevie… Neevie… Neevie…” Skylar moaned as she stretched her neck out and closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensations.
Naimh apparently took that as invitation to lean over and suckle on the blonde girl’s neck, hard enough to leave a hickey. Once she was finished, my green-eyed girlfriend glanced up at me with waggling eyebrows. And without even needing to speak, I already knew she wanted me to hook my forearms around Skylar’s midsection and roll over onto my back.
I did as instructed, hooked my feet around Skylar’s ankles, and then spread both sets of our legs out to the sides. Skylar wound up reclining back against my chest with my big dick still stabbing upwards into her juicy wet box. But now Naimh had plenty of room to settle down between our thighs and resume her lunchtime meal.
“Neevie… Neevie… Neevie…” Skylar moaned again, reaching down to hold the Irish girl’s head to her loins.
Naimh hooked Skylar’s legs over her shoulders to get even deeper, enough that I could feel her tongue running up and down the length of my exposed rod. I’d moved my hands up from the blonde’s midsection to palm both of her big breasts, tweaking her nipples between my fingers. But as I felt Skylar’s pleasure build inside her, I reached down to grab her legs behind her knees and pull them back into a wide V while planting my own feet flat for leverage to start thrusting upwards with some serious force.
“Fuck! Matty! Fuck!” Skylar grunted at the new sensations. Her head lolled back over my shoulder, her face turning to mine. She gasped at me from inches away, close enough for me to kiss her lips. So I happily did so until she had to clench her eyes shut and pull back to grunt, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
My unrelenting thrusts combined with Naimh’s expert cunnilingus to rapidly drive Skylar up the proverbial wall. At the same time, my gorgeous green-eyed girlfriend had taken to tickling my testicles with her fingertips, making sure they weren’t sore anymore before adding a little pressure with her palm.
“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” I grunted from exertion as I drove my dick deeper and deeper up into Skylar’s clenching cunt.
“Matty! Matty! Matty!” she crooned, the sound of my name fueling not only my arousal, but hers as well.
“UNGH! UGNH! UNGH!”
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!”
“UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!”
“FUU-UUCK MEEE!”
“UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!”
“FUU-UUCK MEEE!”
“UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!”
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!”
“UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! HHHHNNNNGGGGHHHH!!!”
“MMMMAAAATTTTTTTTYYYY!!! MMMMAAAATTTTTTTTYYYY!!!”
Skylar suddenly shuddered with such force that I would’ve momentarily worried she might snap Neevie’s neck were I not rather preoccupied with the rush of sensations flowing through me as I firehosed what felt like a few cubic meters of cum straight up into Skylar’s sucking womb. She shivered and shook like she was having an epileptic seizure, screaming her bloody head off and squeezing my shaft so tightly I might’ve momentarily worried she’d snap it off.
But of course, I was rather preoccupied with the rush of sensations still flowing through me as I continued firehosing what felt like a few cubic meters of cum straight up into Skylar’s womb. I mean, a few cubic meters of cum is a LOT, and it certainly kept coming and coming and coming out of me for a long, long time.
My heels slipped just then, my legs shooting out towards the far corners of the bed as my ass slammed back down to the mattress. Skylar collapsed with me, her arms and legs splaying out once I lost my grip behind her knees. And the impact of our bodies landing on the bed seemed to compress another cup of creamy jism into her already cum-soaked snatch.
“Uuuhhhnnnggghhh…” I groaned, hazy blackness creeping in around the edges of my vision as I teetered on the brink of blacking out.
“Ohhhhh…” Skylar moaned in sympathetic harmony, likewise on the verge of unconsciousness.
“THAT looked like a really good one,” Sam intoned lightly in her familiar Aussie drawl.
I turned my head slowly with a sleepy smile, glancing over at the open doorway of my master bedroom. The platinum-blonde beauty was still smartly dressed for class in slacks and a crisp pastel blue blouse, her arms folded and a broad smile across her face as she leaned against the doorjamb.
“Hey, Sam. ‘Bout time you got here,” Naimh remarked with an arched eyebrow.
“I know, I know, I’m a little late,” Sam admitted. “Had to ask my Prof a few questions after class.”
“Better late than never,” I told her with a warm smile. “Just happy you’re here.”
“Me too,” Skylar added with a little giggle. “Wanna come slurp out the creampie? I think the absolute fastest way to put the starch back into Matty’s stupendous shaft would be to watch you snowballing his cream back to me.”
I popped my eyebrows as Skylar turned her face to grin at me. I smirked and replied, “Well… you’re not wrong.”
She quickly pecked my lips and then turned back to face forward. Shifting herself a little higher up my belly to lift her sodden pussy up and off my half-hard prick, Skylar then spread her thighs apart and smiled at Sam, who was already unbuttoning her blouse. And while beckoning the other blonde towards her with both hands, Skylar exclaimed enthusiastically, “One for all!”
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