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VIP-BTC2: Chapter 69
🕑 Added 2023-06-06 19:01:00 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 69: Seven Minutes --
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“Okay Matty. You can take off the blindfold now.”
I knew that whatever the girls were planning would be amazingly awesome. Whatever they planned for me was always awesome. Still, I had no idea exactly what kind of awesome it would be, and the sounds of nine giggling girls interspersed with harsh hushing interspersed with what sounded suspiciously like plastic rubbing against plastic had my imagination racing in overdrive considering all the myriad possibilities as to whatever their surprise could be.
Still, I tried to keep my expectations low. Even if their big reveal turned out to be nothing more than nine giggling girls wearing the exact same clothing they’d been wearing all night, with no special plans beyond hanging out and playing more poker and board games, I knew I would be perfectly fine. I was a lucky sonovabitch already, just being here in a private rental house with nine girls far from home with zero parental supervision. If the ten of us did nothing more than play Mario Party together all night, I’d be happy.
With that in mind, I reached up to the back of my skull and pulled off Naimh’s sleep mask (yes, the same one from that first Tahoe trip). One deep breath wasn’t enough, so I took another while keeping my eyes closed. And it was only after exhaling a second time that I finally raised my lids and gawked at the incredibly erotic sight before me.
Definitely better than Mario Party.
“Oh… holy… shit…” I muttered in stunned disbelief.
Still holding the sleep mask in my left hand, I stared with saucer-shaped eyes at the array of scantily clad female figures before me. Nine comely coeds preened for maximum sex appeal in two rows: five girls standing in front of the fireplace, and four kneeling directly in front of them.
None of the girls wore a stitch of clothing.
But none of the girls was completely naked, either.
No lingerie. No sexy clothing. All of their naughty bits were covered up, with nipples and pussies shielded from view…
… shielded by gift wrap ribbons… and nothing else.
That’s right, ladies and gentlemen: Nine girls wearing absolutely nothing but gift wrap ribbons.
Merry Christmas to ME.
It wasn’t Christmas anymore, of course, but holiday themes were still prevalent in several of the ribbon patterns the girls had used. Naimh’s ribbons were predominantly red with a repeating pattern of white Christmas trees and little white stars on them, but with the same pattern on green ribbons were mixed in strategically. Belle wore baby blue ribbons with white snowflakes, mixed with white ribbons decorated with blue snowflakes. Mari’s ribbons had a red base with diagonal, green-plaid striping like a Christmas present. And Alice’s ribbons were white with red trim and a repeating pattern of gingerbread men on them.
Some of the ribbons formed traditional bikini shapes, but not all of them. Belle’s design was at right angles and reminded me of a leather bondage outfit she’d shown me once online, including a choker. Eva’s black and purple solid-color ribbons left her midsection bare, wrapped around her back, and then angled upwards like an A-frame shape from beneath her breasts, over her nipples, and tied together with a bow around her neck, and her bottoms were little more than a skinny V-shape that left her shaved mons completely bare. Sam wore solid-color red, white, and blue ribbons, formed a halter-top, and were tied off with bows over her nipples. Giggling, she slapped Zofi's hand when the dark-haired beauty read my mind and playfully reached up to pull at the bow's loose end.
Zofi herself was dolled up in dark blue and silver ribbons crisscrossed up and down the length of her left leg (but not the right leg), and her breasts were covered bandeau-style with no shoulder straps. Skylar was pretty in pink ribbons mixed with dark red ribbons like a Valentine, with a large pink bow on her left hip and another large bow between her breasts. She also had ribbons along both of her long, long legs and down the length of both arms like sleeves. And Luna’s blue and white ribbons were arranged in somewhat vertical strips that ran from her crotch all the way up her chest and then over her shoulders, crossed at near ninety-degree angles with horizontal strips.
Further, all of the girls had various ribbons in their hair, with Belle’s ribbons intertwined with very tight, almost severe braids to go along with her bondage-style outfit. Luna also wore a headband wrapped in ribbons along with two wire-formed, ribbon-adorned cat ears. And Naimh wore a similar ribbon-wrapped headband with what looked like big wire-formed Playboy bunny ears.
This was definitely going to be a night to remember.
But that said, since all nine girls were preening and looking at me expectantly, I momentarily got a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
“If you’re expecting me to declare a winner in a ‘best outfit’ contest,” I began, “You’re gonna find I’ll be just as diplomatic about it as I was with the snowwomen.”
Sam laughed and shook her head. “Relax: we’re not doing a ‘best outfit’ contest. For one thing: you’re not properly dressed.”
Naimh held up several rolls of colored ribbon. “Your turn, Matty!”
I blinked in surprise. “Me?”
She started tossing rolls to the other girls, all in different colors. They each caught a roll, all except for Alice, who fumbled hers and turned even pinker than the roll of pink ribbon that she’d dropped. The look on her face washed away my momentary trepidation, and I opened my mouth to needle the supposed “athlete” of The BTC. But before I could say anything, she pointed straight at me and warned, “Don’t you even fucking dare.”
I settled for laughing, and everyone else was laughing as well. Luna caught the final roll of ribbon, and then Naimh hollered, “Get his clothes off, girls!”
This was definitely going to be a night to remember.
****
Somewhat surprisingly, the ten of us didn’t launch straight into the sex part of the evening.
Well -I- did, actually. The sight of nine hot girls wearing nothing but gift wrap ribbon over their nubile, nearly naked bodies, had given me quite the erection. Alice, Belle, and Mari had been the first ones to come over, stand me up, and start stripping off my clothing. And the instant Belle yanked my pants and boxers down to my ankles, Alice immediately squatted, crammed my cock into her mouth, and started smoking my fatty like there was no tomorrow.
Unfortunately, Mari tapped Alice on the head and told my buddy she’d have to move out of the way to let everyone wrap me up. All nine girls then spent several minutes darting in and out and around my body, having a blast haphazardly wrapping me up in multi-colored ribbons without rhyme or reason and often getting in the way of each other. Belle squawked in outrage when Mari somehow accidentally entangled her in a yellow ribbon as she was reaching up to put a bow in my hair, followed by Eva and Alice not so accidentally looping around red and green ribbons of their own and fixing her firmly in place.
The whole process took much longer than necessary, got much more complicated than it needed to be, and wound up a complete mess, not that anyone really minded. If the girlish giggles and uproarious laughter were any indication, everyone was having a good time.
They didn’t quite turn me into a mummy, but it was pretty close. By the time they were finished, there wasn’t a whole lot of uncovered skin left on me. But my massive erection was certainly exposed to the open air, a fact that Alice was quick to take advantage of as she resumed blowing me, pushed me into a seated position on the armchair, tugged aside some of the gingerbread-man ribbons around her crotch, and then sank her tight teen twat down around my turgid tool.
So yes, Alice and I launched straight into the sex part of the evening, but the rest of the girls had other plans.
Much as my ego wanted to believe I’d be the center of attention in a nine-girl orgy, things certainly didn’t start off that way. Yes, Alice had gone for a ride on her favorite toy in the world right from the jump, but the other girls split off into little groups to inspect and compliment each other on their ribbon outfits. I knew the nine of them had gone upstairs into the bedrooms to prep after giving me explicit instructions to stay downstairs and not peek. But I understood that they’d gotten outfitted in four different bedrooms in pairs except for one triple, and so never really had time to check each other out before.
Skylar had gone straight to Luna to ask about the fancy headbands she’d made for herself and Naimh. Naimh was asking Eva about the design for her top and collar. Sam was inspecting Belle’s tight braids and asking Mari about how she’d done them. And then Zofi was playing at tugging on Skylar’s pink bows, giggling about whether or not the entire outfit would come undone if she pulled on them.
I heard all of these things in passing, distracted as I was by pulling Alice’s outfit undone a bit so I could get mouth-access to her turgid nipples while the athletic Asian girl humped up and down my big dick in the armchair. I also found the tear-resistant ribbon quite useful as handholds for holding Alice’s ass and using the leverage to really bounce her body up and down in my lap. So the two of us were really going at it for a minute with almost hyperactive intensity until Alice finally bellowed her orgasmic ecstasy over my shoulder while mashing her marvelous mammaries against my face.
When Alice finally settled down and sat back a bit to let me breathe, I looked up to find Sam settling onto the armrest right next to us, holding a water glass and two familiar-looking pills: one blue and one white. “Been saving these for special occasions,” she informed me. “And this is definitely a special occasion.”
I winked at her and nodded. “I figured. I was hydrating in advance while the rest of you were upstairs.”
“Hey, you’re learning!” Sam enthused, and then she immediately leaned down to give me a quick peck.
I opened my mouth, let Sam drop the two pills inside, and then took the glass of water from her to chug everything down. I gasped at the end, Sam gave me another quick peck, and then she got up to saunter away. And that’s when I noticed that my next “appointment” was already waiting.
My Mariangel sat on the couch nearby, knees up and crotch-ribbons shoved aside to provide finger access to her pink pussy, although her own fingers weren’t doing the rubbing. Belle sat next to her, the two BFFs fingering each other instead. But it was Mari who first extended her arms to me, crooning, “Wanna come unwrap your present, Matty?”
I grinned and immediately started figuring out how I wanted to push the red with green-plaid ribbons aside to get access to my Angel’s goodies, replying eagerly, “Oh hell yeah.”
Mari giggled while slamming her legs shut and then waggled a reproachful finger. “Tsk, tsk. Have you been naughty or nice this year?”
“Naughty,” I replied while lifting Alice off me and setting her gently aside before getting up off the armchair. “I’ve been a very naughty boy this year.”
I forcibly separated Mari’s legs to the sides, parked myself between them, and yanked on her hips to drag her crotch up to the front edge of the couch cushion.
And then I slammed my steel-hard schlong into her soaking-wet snatch in a single thrust.
My lusty Latina wrapped her legs around my waist and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, tugging me down to her for a fierce kiss while we went from zero to sixty in 2.4 seconds, happily hammering away at each other. A moment later, Belle on my left side grabbed my head and turned my face so that she could plant a fierce kiss on me while I continued to blast her BFF with my big dick. And the three of us moaned and groaned in erotic ecstasy while the din of girls continuing their conversations surrounded us.
We weren’t the only ones having sex for long. Alice was still horny and she grabbed Eva from somewhere, slamming the sexy half-Japanese girl onto the couch cushion to my right before dropping down and shoving her face between Eva’s thighs. And then Eva grabbed my head so that she could plant a fierce kiss on me while I continued pounding in and out of Mari’s plush pussy.
With Belle’s little fingers diddling her BFF’s little love button, it didn’t take long for us to make my Mariangel pop. I felt the cataclysmic convulsions of Mari’s cunt clenching around my cock, but I was in no hurry to lose my load. Even discounting Luna, I knew I’d need to satisfy eight girls in the house tonight, so I was prepared to pace myself.
That said, as soon as Mari finished her orgasm, Belle was quick to grab my arms and yank on me until I’d pulled out and rolled over. The next thing I knew, I was seated in Belle’s former spot on the couch with the pint-sized vixen immediately sinking herself straight onto my upthrust sword. And the instant I started sliding into Belle’s too-tight teenage twat, I groaned with worry that I’d bust my nut well before I was ready.
‘Pacing myself’ would be much more difficult if I let Belle take charge of our fucking. Her ultra-snug snatch simply felt too fucking good, and when she recognized the strain on my face, the impish little pixie bit my ear and teased, “Is my big brother in danger of cumming already? Does he wanna fill his little sister’s pussy full of dangerous babymakers? You really ARE a naughty boy, aren’t you, big brother? The naughtiest big brother ever.”
“Holy fuck, B,” I groaned, holding her hips and trying to slow down her pace a bit. But Belle gripped the multicolored ribbons around my shoulders for leverage and humped herself up and down on me hard. And I knew that if I let her keep up that pace for very long, she’d soon get filled up with ‘big brother’s dangerous babymakers’.
So with a growl, I wrapped my arms around Belle’s back and abruptly heaved myself over to the side. We became dislodged in the process, giving my poor prick a short reprieve. But my dick did not stay in the open air for long, because I rapidly rolled my Baby Belle belly-down over the couch’s armrest, pinned her in place, and then promptly pushed my powerful prong right back into her pleasurable pussy.
And then I spanked the naughty little girl.
[THWACK]
“Eep!” Belle squeaked.
[THWACK] [THWACK]
“Eep! Eep!”
Belle’s blue-and-white snowflake ribbons had been made at right angles, with horizontal sections running around her neck, across her upper chest, beneath her armpits, across her midsection, and one more across her waist. Intersecting vertical lines connected them all, twisted and tied to be rather rigid, all things considered. And while the front side had triangles around her boobs and crotch, the backside was a clean network of box shapes that made it easy for me to grab on and use the ribbons as a lattice of handholds to manipulate her body bent over before me.
So manipulate her, I did.
I pinned my poor “little sister’s” pelvis to the armrest and then yanked her up by her back straps so that I could reach around and fondle her perky boobs. When I tired of spanking her ass and fucking her from behind, I yanked her off the armrest and pulled her up in the air so that her feet couldn’t touch the floor, walking around the great room for a little bit with my petite little pixie suspended by my cock in mid-air. The ribbons were not soft, and Belle would have lines of bruising the next day, but if she minded the pain, she didn’t say. Instead she kept moaning and groaning as I bounced her on my big dick, hooking her feet behind my calves for support, until I planted her face-down on the dining table right in front of where Skylar and Naimh were seated and having a conversation. And I hammered away with my pelvis bouncing off Belle’s booty while winking at the Shamrock and the Rose.
“Hello, ladies,” I greeted amiably, feeling rather puffed up and cocky. “Either of you wanna go next?”
“Ooh, now we’re suckin’ diesel!” Naimh enthused immediately and started pushing Skylar’s shoulder. “Go get some, Sky! Get some!”
Skylar held her hands up. “No-no-no. Not just yet.”
“Aww…” Naimh whined.
“My bad,” I apologized, deflating just a bit as I read the expression on Skylar’s face. I knew she felt a bit under pressure, and it was my fault for suggesting one of the two go next that put her on the spot.
“Besides,” Skylar pointed out. “No way can we cut Belle off right now. Looks like she’s ready to pop.”
Belle indeed looked like she was ready to pop. The prostrate little pixie’s head was lolling as I gave her a royal pounding, pinning her against the dining table with her little legs waving in the open air. Her drool was forming a small puddle beneath her cheek, and she moaned constantly while I brutally blasted her wet box.
And then she popped.
For a few minutes, Belle was a limp ragdoll, deliriously absorbing my pulverization of her poor pussy. But all of a sudden she snapped into motion, shooting her right hand out to grab Naimh’s right wrist and shooting her left hand out to grip the far edge of the dining table. She screamed in unholy ecstasy and clamped down so hard around my cock I could scarcely keep pumping against the fierce friction. But pump her I did, thrusting my thick cock through her clenching cuntal convulsions while she wailed and thrashed beneath me in the throes of epic orgasm.
And then I came.
Intention to pace myself or not, getting ridden on the armchair by Alice, sawing in and out of my Angel on the sofa, and now drilling my Annabelle on the dining table, my impish “little sister’s” ultra-snug snatch really did prove too good for me to hold my ejaculation at bay, and as I slammed forward one final time, I started blasting her womb with “big brother’s dangerous babymakers”.
“HNNGGHH! HNNGGHH! HHHNNNGGGHHH!!!”
Belle squealed again as she felt the white-hot heat flooding her insides, and I was pretty sure she came again. And together, we both twitched and quivered until both of our sweaty bodies were absolutely spent.
Back on the couch, Eva and Alice had stretched out and started sixty-nining. Sam currently sat in the armchair with Zofi in her lap, the pair of beautiful babes making out while Zofi held Mari’s face to her crotch. And Luna sat next to them, observing it all while almost idly rubbing herself.
“Damn,” Skylar observed around the room with blinking eyes and a wry grin for Naimh. “It’s not like I don’t know you all have these wild-and-crazy BTC orgies, and you obviously just had one on Sunday night, but it’s still a little bonkers to see another one happening right in front of my very eyes.”
“You really don’t have to join in if you’re not comfortable yet,” Naimh offered. “If you’re worried about bein’ put on the spot, you’re welcome to just hang back the way you did before, and then at some point, the two of us can take Matty upstairs in private for a bit.”
“That’s a kind offer, but I’ve got a better idea,” Skylar replied with a smirk. “I told you I wanted to try everything, remember? This is an opportunity to slurp a creampie out of Matty’s Little Cumslut and snowball it back to her.”
“Ooh, bang on,” Naimh enthused, raising her right hand for a high-five.
Skylar laughed and slapped Naimh’s upraised hand, and her eyes glittered at me while I slowly withdrew my spent schlong from the strawberry-blonde’s soaking-wet snatch and then gently rolled my Baby Belle onto her back. Skylar scooted her chair around so that she could park herself between Belle’s spread legs, winking at Naimh, and then ducked her head to start slurping.
Belle moaned and reached up to grab the back of Skylar’s honey-blonde head, holding it down.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph…” Naimh breathed as she scooted alongside me, wrapping an arm around my waist while gawking wide-eyed at the sight in front of her. “I started to wonder if I’d ever see this day.”
Skylar choked and abruptly pulled her head out, swallowing what she’d slurped up. She shot a look back at Naimh, muttering, “Stop making me laugh!”
“Sorry, sorry. Please, continue your meal,” Naimh apologized with a sorry-not-sorry kind of expression.
Skylar snorted, shook her head, and then ducked her head back down. Belle moaned again as the blonde’s tongue went to work, and she didn’t stop moaning until Skylar eventually stood up, leaned over the petite girl’s body, and sealed their lips together to share my creamy cum.
“You’re officially BTC now, Sky,” Naimh pronounced quite proudly. “Welcome to the club.”
****
After I and several of the girls got their first orgasms to take the edge off, Sam called everyone to attention and then got all ten of us assembled in a big circle on the couches, the chairs, and standing up in front of the TV. Although some of the ribbons had gotten dislodged, each girl’s outfit was still more-or-less intact. And my big dick was still sprouting straight up in the air, a fact not lost on Naimh, who slowly stroked my meat in her hand just because she could.
Standing up in front of the TV, Sam held aloft an electronic beeper and a small, green, plastic bucket with a series of red-and-white candy canes stenciled onto it. I eyed the bucket curiously but waited for her to explain.
“We’re starting with a little ice-breaker that most of us remember from high school as Seven Minutes in Heaven,” Sam announced, holding up the bucket. “In this bucket are ten playing cards in five sets of matching pairs. I’m going to pass the bucket around, you’ll each take a card without peeking into the bucket, and the two people with matching cards pair up alone to do whatever they want for seven minutes. Kings go to the master bedroom, Queens go up to the loft, Jacks go to the twin-bed room, Threes go to the triple, and Aces stay right here in the living room. Luna volunteered to keep a seven-minute timer running on this beeper, and she’ll announce when it’s time to switch. Any questions?”
I blinked in surprise and shot a glance at Luna. I hadn’t been expecting a game like this, but Luna was already nodding her agreement. I took that to mean that Sam had run this by Luna in advance, and perhaps some of the other new girls as well, which put me at ease about the situation and neutered my initial instinct to ask if everyone had agreed to this.
But then as if to disprove my theory, Eva’s hand went up as she gave Sam a perplexed look. “Are there any rules about what we’re supposed to do for seven minutes?”
“Whatever you want,” Sam drawled casually. “Talk. Fuck. Sit in silence and make funny faces at each other, trying to make the other person crack up. It’s entirely up to you.”
Eva blinked twice, processing that. “Oh. Okay…”
“Seriously: no pressure,” Sam said kindly. “This is an ice-breaker, and we’ve still got a long night ahead of us.”
With that, Sam turned to Neevie next to her and held out the bucket. My Irish girlfriend turned her head away, reached blindly into the bucket, and withdrew the Jack of Hearts, holding it up for everyone to see before taking the bucket from Sam.
Alice was perched on the armrest of the armchair, she reached into the bucket, and withdrew the Queen of Spades.
Eva sat in the armchair itself and got the Ace of Clubs.
Luna was next at the end of the sofa, she drew the Queen of Clubs, and the first pairing was confirmed for up in the loft.
I furrowed my eyebrows and tried to think of all the instances where Alice and Luna had interacted one way or another. I knew for sure that the two had never had sex. But I also couldn’t think of many instances where the two had even talked very much. Given the nature of the game, the two of them certainly made for an interesting pairing.
That initial round of drawing playing cards from the bucket resulted in a few other interesting pairings, as well. Eva would be staying here in the great room with Belle. Sam would be spending seven minutes in the master bedroom with Skylar. Mari matched up with Zofi in the triple. And Naimh came to take my hand and lead me upstairs to the twin-bed room.
I was a little distracted, still wondering what the other four pairings would be doing, when my randy redhead shut the door and then promptly tackled me onto the nearest twin bed. We were both clad in nothing but gift wrap ribbons, and Sam’s pills ensured that I still had a chemically assisted hard-on despite the pause in sexual activity. So it didn’t take much work for Naimh to get herself situated in my lap while I sat sideways on a twin bed and leaned back against the wall. And we both groaned when she slowly sank her Goldilocks perfect pussy down around my throbbing prick.
“Mmm… yeahhh…” the sexy redhead sighed with the same kind of blissful relief of sinking into the hot tub after a hard day on the slopes.
And then she sat up straight to talk to me.
“So what do you think Sam and Skylar are doing right now?” Naimh asked eagerly, changing her grip from holding my shoulders to wrapping her forearms around the back of my neck.
I puckered up for a quick peck which she automatically gave me before sitting back in my lap. I shrugged and replied plainly, “I’m sure they’re just talking.”
Naimh frowned. “Where’s your imagination? Can’t you picture those two beautiful, busty blondes intertwining their luscious bodies around each other in the heat of carnal passion?”
I smirked. “Sam already told me she and Skylar didn’t hook up when you were all drunk and naked in the hot tub. I rather doubt they’re gonna start now.”
Naimh screwed up her face with distaste and then sighed. “You’re probably right.”
“There’s no rush, and I understand now why Sam would’ve wanted to do an ice-breaker like this. Everyone’s been friendly, but this is an opportunity for the new girls to sit down one-on-one and get to know some of the others before diving into a ten-way orgy. It’s brilliant.”
“Hey, this was MY brilliant idea!” Naimh insisted with glittering eyes. “I’m the one who suggested this so that Luna and Skylar would each get a few minutes to talk to everyone else. We’ve all noticed how Skylar pretty much just sticks to me and you, and how Luna just sticks to me, Belle, and Mari. I really want them to get along with everyone, and even give Eva a chance for some one-on-one time with the others as well.”
“My girlfriend has the best ideas.” I chuckled and nuzzled her nose. “YOU are brilliant, love.”
Naimh giggled, squeezed her snatch around my shaft, and took up some light undulation. “I am, aren’t I?” she said proudly.
“You’re brilliant, you’re sexy, you’re fun and friendly, and you’re the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever loved,” I told her sincerely, grabbing her ass and helping her grind down against my pelvic bone to make her moan. “You’re the total package, and I’m the luckiest guy in the world for having your love.”
“You’re the luckiest guy in the world for having my love AND the love of my hot and sexy friends at the same time.”
I grinned. “You’re not wrong, but I know it doesn’t hurt to make sure you hear me say out loud that you have the top spot in my heart. I love you, Naimh O’Brien. I’ll love you forever.”
That emerald fire in my freckled Irish redhead’s eyes started to glow. She coyly bit her lip, sat up straight, and adjusted her grip to hold my shoulders while bracing her knees beneath her. And I knew right then and there:
While we may only have had a few minutes left before the timer ran out, my Squeakers was about to give me the fucking of my life in the time she had.
****
Seven Minutes in Heaven turned out to be more like Seven Minutes and Thirty Seconds for me and Naimh, given that my randy redhead had almost climaxed when the beeper went off and Luna announced throughout the house that time was up. Naimh’s Christmas-Tree-themed ribbon bikini was surprisingly durable, the individual strands nearly impossible to break, and I used them as handholds to really drive her lithe body up and down my big dick. Her Playboy Bunny headband was somewhat less durable, or at least had not been pinned very well into her hair. The headband fell off mid-fuck, not that either of us really cared. And in the end, she finally slammed down one last time and bellowed her orgasmic release so that the whole house could hear her.
The ten of us reassembled in the great room and passed around the bucket. I got paired up with Eva next and assigned to the triple bedroom, so we headed inside together and closed the door.
Like a feral cat, Eva’s claws came out as she tackled me across the queen bed. On the bright side, once I rolled onto my back, she couldn’t really scratch me up and instead settled for holding my shoulders and fucking me just as hard as Naimh had been doing right before she came.
Eva humped herself up and down my big dick like a spastic pogo stick, feeling every last inch of me spearing upwards into her tight teenage twat over and over and over again. Her jet-black hair went flying everywhere as her head tossed left and right, but since I was reclining flat I managed to avoid getting slapped in the face with her long locks. And less than two minutes after we’d entered the room, the horny hapa beauty shrieked her ecstatic relief and then collapsed forward onto my face.
The movement parked her ribbon-adorned chest against my face, which wasn’t very comfortable. The A-frame design meant that her midsection was bare, so I pushed her ribbons higher up her chest to get more creamy skin against my cheeks. It also put a perky nipple right in front of my mouth, and I happily glommed onto the proffered teat to suckle at it until Eva recovered enough to brush her long locks back behind her head and sit up a bit. I took advantage of her pause from manic activity to roll us over so that I was on top and then re-entered her still-spasming snatch with my stiff schlong. She let her long arms dangle back over the far side of the bed rather than claw at my back, and I rather lackadaisically slow-dicked her for both her pleasure and mine while looking down at her with a warm smile.
“You seemed pretty pent-up there,” I remarked.
“Belle…” Eva breathed with a goofy grin. “She got me all revved up but we ran out of time when everyone else came downstairs. Good lord that girl’s got a wicked tongue, and for once I don’t mean the shit she says aloud.”
“I think it’s fair to say the phrase applies to her with both meanings.”
Eva smirked. “And she definitely used her tongue with both meanings.”
“Well you already told me she got you all revved up before you ran out of time, but what did her wicked tongue say to you out loud?”
Now Eva blushed and averted her eyes, pursing her lips rather than answer me.
I furrowed my eyebrows, stopped pumping, and frowned down at her. “Eva…?”
The Hawaiian girl blushed rather than answer me.
“I’m not gonna keep fucking you unless you talk to me,” I teased.
“Fine. Pull out. I already got my cookies,” she muttered with a flash of danger in her blue-contact eyes.
I sighed and started to withdraw, but her hands shot up to grab onto the ribbons around my legs and waist, keeping me pinned inside her.
“Alright, alright, you called my bluff. Please stay inside me,” she pleaded plaintively.
I blinked twice and frowned, shaking my head. “I was just teasing. You don’t actually have to tell me what you and Belle talked about. You know I’d never pressure you.”
“No, no, it’s fine, and you deserve to know.” Eva shrugged and looked up at me. “Belle wanted to know what my long-term intentions were towards you: that’s all.”
I blinked twice again. “She asked if you wanted to be my girlfriend or something?”
“More or less. I told her we’re not like that, she called ‘bullshit’, and said that title or not, as far as she, Sam, and Neevie were concerned, I was already your fourth girlfriend with all the rights and responsibilities therein.”
I frowned. “What does THAT mean?”
“It means they all think I’m in love with you and that you’re in love with me.”
I shook my head. “We’re not like that.”
“Right. Exactly.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Are we?”
Now Eva looked unsure and repeated back, “Are we?”
“I like you. I like you a lot…” I began a little hesitantly.
“And I like you a lot. But I’ve told you before that I know what love is--”
“And this isn’t it.”
“Right.”
“Exactly.”
“We’re friends. Really GOOD friends. Even intimate friends.” Eva emphasized the last part by clenching her cunt muscles around my embedded cock. “But I’m not ready for another romantic relationship. The wounds from what happened with Kai are still too fresh. I still ache inside, and until I’m completely over him, it wouldn’t be fair to you for me to make any promises or commitments that I’m not prepared to fulfill.”
“I understand,” I told her reassuringly. “And you said all this to Belle?”
Eva nodded firmly.
“And how did she react?”
Eva waggled her head. “She sorta scoffed and said, ‘whatever’. She said that love isn’t a one-size-fits-all kind of thing, that the way she loves you, the way Neevie loves you, and the way Sam loves you are all very different things.”
“She’s right. And the way I love her, the way I love Neevie, and the way I love Sam are all very different things. And even though what you and I share isn’t ‘love’, you know I care about you a lot, even if its form is a little different from the way I care about them.”
Eva nodded. “I do know that. And I hope you know I really do care about you too, something Belle wanted to be sure about. She said I could do whatever I needed to do for myself, but at the same time, I had to understand that I had a responsibility for your emotional health and how it might impact her and your other girlfriends. I told her I understood that, and we moved on.”
“Moved on to… getting each other revved up?” I frowned, not really understanding how Eva and Belle could’ve gone from that kind of conversation to apparently licking each other’s twats and getting Eva that close to popping in the span of seven minutes.
“Well, not straight to getting each other revved up. She wanted to know more about my feelings on being bisexual and being attracted to other girls. Said she’d thought I was straight for the longest time, given my reluctance to participate in the early group activities. I told her to ask Sam sometime about my experiences with band groupies. And then I told her the one thing we had in common, at least, was our interest in voyeurism.”
“Ohhh… Now I’m getting the transition,” I said. “Belle’s eyes lit up talking about how much it turns her on to watch me plowing girl after girl after girl and squirting creampies into wet pussies--”
“And I promised she’d get to watch you squirting one into me tonight so she could slurp it out,” Eva continued for me with a grin. “So she basically high-fived me, declared that I’d be her new best friend, and then insisted on going down on me while she fingered herself and fantasized about you blasting a big load of yummy cum inside me. Her words, not mine.”
I stopped thrusting. “So I suppose I should hold off on actually blasting a big load of yummy cum inside you right now because Belle’s not here to watch and then slurp it out.”
“Probably,” Eva agreed. “Besides, I’m sure we’re almost out of time anyways.”
Right on cue, the beeper went off and Luna hollered, “TIME!!!”
I stirred myself within Eva’s wet box one last time, bent down to give her a sweet kiss, and promised, “To be continued…”
****
“How many rounds of this are we doing?” Alice asked after reaching into the bucket and drawing out the Three of Hearts. “Not complaining or anything; just wondering.”
Sam glanced at Naimh, and it was the redhead who explained, “At least one more round. I was thinking four or five in total, depending on whether or not people are finding this useful. ARE you finding this useful?” Naimh addressed the last question around the circle.
Luna nodded slowly, looking thoughtful.
“It’s been nice to have these conversations,” Belle said with a nod.
“You mean ‘interrogations’,” Sam drawled with a smirk. “You did all the asking with me just now, and from what I could hear, you were asking all the questions of Eva, too.”
Belle blinked and then stated matter-of-factly, “I’ve found these sessions to be quite informative.”
Everyone laughed.
“I’m good to keep going as long as everyone’s having fun,” Mari added.
“I just want to keep going until I get paired with Matty and get his big dick inside me,” Alice chimed in.
“Get his big dick inside you again,” Zofi pointed out. “You were the first one to have sex with him this evening.”
“You’re absolutely correct,” Alice confirmed. “I just wanna get his big dick inside me again. I fly back to UCLA this Sunday and I wanna get his big dick inside me as often as I can between now and then, you know? Gonna need some priority-- DAMMIT!”
Alice’s last exclamation had been directed towards me. We’d continued passing around the bucket while carrying out our conversation, and I’d just held up the Ace of Spades.
Skylar smiled at me from her standing position by the TV, holding up the Ace of Clubs to match. I smiled back at her.
Alice and Luna wound up paired again, as were Mari and Zofi, so Sam stepped in and told Luna and Mari to trade cards and switch places just to avoid repeats. At first, all of the girls started heading upstairs together, but then Naimh stopped herself and pointed back at me and Skylar.
“Hold up. Why don’t you two go take the master bedroom for better privacy?” Naimh suggested. “Belle and I can stay here.”
Skylar glanced at me and then smiled at Naimh. “Thank you. I appreciate it.”
“She’s gonna have to get used to fucking him in front of us eventually,” Belle muttered.
“B…” Sam warned, and Belle merely rolled her eyes.
I gave Skylar a reassuring look and extended my hand to her. She interlaced our fingers together with a cute blush and allowed me to lead her over to the stairs. We ascended in silence, she followed me into the master bedroom, and then watched me expectantly when I closed the door, perhaps a little unsure of how I would proceed.
I’d figured out by now that Skylar wasn’t the type of girl to take the lead. Perhaps she might have been that way before the whole Millie/George situation imploded, but she certainly wasn’t the aggressor anymore. Even though she was attracted to me, she’d initially left me implicit invitations and only made an explicit statement after the semester had ended and it became clear I wouldn’t take action otherwise. And even now she seemed content to passively wait and see whether I’d want to sit down and talk or… well… do something else.
Looking at the statuesque blonde bombshell clad in form-fitting pink and red ribbons all over her body, including both of her long, long legs, I definitely wanted to “do something else”. She was a Valentine’s Day present personified, and I definitely wanted to do some unwrapping.
So I drew Skylar into my arms, leaned my face towards hers, and tilted my head to bring our mouths together at a perfect kissing angle so that our noses wouldn’t bump and her eyeglasses wouldn’t be in the way. My former T.A. tilted her head and leaned in to meet me, our lips locking as we simultaneously inhaled sharply and clutched each other’s body, a deluge of pent-up passion bursting forth.
“Tug the bows,” Skylar gasped between kisses. “We don’t have much time.”
I knew Skylar’s outfit featured two large pink bows, one on her left hip and another between her breasts. I started with the one on her left hip, taking the longest loose strand in hand and tugging downwards as if undoing a shoelace knot. The bow immediately untied, and as I kept tugging, I realized that the lower section of her outfit suddenly went slack. Unlike the others, Skylar’s ribbons had not been repeatedly wrapped around and around her torso, but were woven into sections forming triangular bikini bottoms that more or less fell apart now that they were no longer fastened at her hips.
Skylar still had to let the loosened “bikini bottoms” drop to her ankles and then step out of them. But then she proudly thrust her chest towards me, inviting me to tug on the bow between her breasts. I did so, and the triangular cups of her “bikini top” likewise went slack. And while they didn’t fall off her body of their own accord, Skylar was able to yank the triangles forward, loosening them enough that she could likewise let them drop to her ankles and then step out of them as well.
I blinked in surprise as Skylar stood before me wearing nothing but ribbons running across her shoulders and down the length of both arms like sleeves, along with ribbons running up and down her long, long legs like hold-up stockings. Her entire midsection – from big, beautiful breasts to her blonde-tufted pussy – was completely bare.
“How did you manage to construct that?!?” I asked in amazement.
Skylar grinned, cocked her hip, and thrust both arms into the air. “Engineering For The Win!”
I laughed and promptly rushed her, picking up the statuesque beauty in my arms and carrying her onto the big king-size bed. We collapsed onto the mattress together, giggling gaily. And from there, neither of us had any question about how we would spend our seven minutes.
Our mouths crashed together again while my hands started roaming up and down her sides, relishing the sensations of her bare skin whenever I could instead of feeling the rough plastic strands of the gift wrap ribbons. I cupped and fondled one of her bare breasts while her hand drifted down between our bodies. Her fingers encircled my turgid tool, and after giving it a few experimental tugs, she broke our kiss long enough to gasp, “I want it in my mouth. Climb up me. Climb up and cram that gorgeous cock into my mouth.”
Well it wasn’t like I was going to say ‘no’.
Skylar remained flat on her back with her knees bent and legs dangling off the foot of the bed. I crawled forward up the length of her body on all fours, head ducked to watch my progress until my swaying erection swayed directly over her face. She grabbed my dick in hand and stuffed my schlong straight between her lips, sucking on it powerfully. And I groaned while slowly pumping my prick in and out of her mouth, not quite skullfucking her but pretty close to it.
Bracing my forearms on the bed with my fists together and my elbows apart, I went into a plank position and looked down the length of my own body, watching the way my column of man meat repeatedly disappeared and then reappeared from Skylar’s face. But after spending a minute doing such thrusts, I remembered that we were on a ticking clock. So I dropped my knees, pulled my dick out, and then quickly spun around into a sixty-nine position.
Skylar was more than happy to grab my dick and feed it back into her mouth, moaning as she resumed sucking on my schlong. I got myself situated above her, ducked my head, and made her start moaning anew as my agile tongue slithered into her narrow slit, only starting to flower open from fresh arousal.
Although I enjoyed the feeling of Skylar’s mouth around my meat, I had no particular interest in cumming just yet. I was more determined to try and get her off before the buzzer beeped, so I gripped the blonde’s pink-and-red-ribboned thighs and delved deep within her juicy folds with my tongue. I pulled back to nibble on her little love button, and I was rewarded with tiny sighs and guttural groans as I felt her progress higher and higher towards her pleasure peak.
But then Skylar abruptly pushed my pelvis away, extracting my erection from between her lips as she gasped, “I need you in me, Matty. I need to feel you inside me!”
I knew we didn’t have a whole lot of time, but I wasn’t about to argue with her. When a woman I cared about gave me an explicit request like that, my entire being hummed with a driving need to fulfill that request. I spun my body around even faster than before, pulling her legs apart and dropping my knees between them. Skylar’s sweaty, panting body was splayed out before me, limbs askew. And I was quick to fist my dick in hand, place my mushroom head at her portal to paradise, and then promptly push my way through.
Skylar’s brilliant light-blue eyes dilated from the rush of sensation as she suddenly felt herself filled up to bursting with thick prick. Her mouth gaped open in sympathetic harmony with the way her pussy had to stretch in order to accommodate my girth. And she moaned in rapturous ecstasy at feeling so completely stuffed.
“Bloody hell, Matty! Every time it feels like I’m losing my virginity all over again!” she grunted.
I paused where I was, still with another inch to go. “That’s a good thing, right?”
“It’s a very good-- Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she exclaimed, cutting off her own sentence as I shoved that final inch home.
I grinned, held myself at full-depth for a minute, and gave her a moment to adjust. Although she’d been close to orgasm earlier while we’d still been sixty-nining, right now her eyes were closed as she focused inward on the sensations of my big dick stretching her out.
She took deep breaths, almost forcing herself to relax. I felt her body adjusting, felt the tension in her limbs melt away. And after another few long seconds, she eventually reopened her eyes and stared up at me with shimmering blue irises.
“Hi, Matty,” she greeted, almost as if seeing me for the first time after a long absence.
“Hi, Sky,” I greeted with equal warmth.
I kissed her.
And then we moved.
And then the beeper went off.
“TIME!!!”
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Wookey
Love the nickname "Squeakers". Brings great joy every time I hear it.
