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VIP-BTC2: Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2022-09-17 05:28:51 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 4: Leeloo --
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“What up, bitches?!?”
The effervescently energetic teen girl wearing a black beret over her vibrantly orange hair - like Leeloo Dallas orange - stood on the front porch with both arms thrust up into the air. She was dressed in a white tank top that featured prominent indents where her erect nipples were flashing headlights at me, an orange mini-skirt, and black combat boots. And she gave me a saucy look that plainly said, ‘I’m about to fuckin’ mount you.’
Oh, were you not expecting Holly? Yeah, neither was I, but the only NBG who hadn’t flown off to college still lived at home (only an hour’s drive away) while attending San Jose State, so it made sense that she’d be available to stop by The BTC’s new digs every now and again.
But as much as I might’ve wanted to, I didn’t dare hope she’d become a frequent visitor. Throughout the entire time that I’d known her, Holly had been a social butterfly who changed cliques as often as she changed her hair color, which was pretty dang often. She was quick-witted and outgoing, the type who could walk up to random strangers at a party and breezily strike up a conversation. It helped that she was really, really pretty: possessing a fit figure furnished with a pair of firm 34D tits that she was always showing off. The last time I’d seen her at our little farewell party for the three departing BTC girls with Zofi starting orientation and Alice and Mari leaving a little early to set up their new pads, Holly had said she was already making plenty of new friends and was happy with her new social order.
Like I said, though: I wasn’t expecting her. Sam, on the other hand, seemed to have been expecting her, because my blonde girlfriend squeezed me against her side, pecked my cheek, and squealed excitedly, “Surpriiise!”
I briefly gawked at Sam while she clearly enjoyed my shell-shocked expression, but then immediately returned my attention to Holly as she bounced right up to me.
“Hiii, Matty…” the orange-haired girl flashed me a sparkling white smile that made me fall in love with her all over again as she seductively sashayed through the doorway, wrapped her arms around my neck, and then planted a ferociously passionate kiss right on my lips, moaning in rapturous delight. And when she pulled back a minute later, her lower lip quivered oh-so-cutely while she bowed her head and murmured seductively, “May Personal Slut please have Master’s big dick plunging in and out of all three of her tight little holes tonight? Pretty please?”
She then grabbed my thickening package right there in the doorway, rubbing it aggressively while leaning in to bite my ear and gnaw on it hungrily. And all I could groan in response was, “Ohhh, fuck yeah…”
Giggling, Holly grabbed my hand and started dragging me down the hallway before making a hard right turn and then racing up the stairs. I followed her tight, round ass encased in that orange miniskirt up each of the treads, already imagining all the raunchy, depraved things I was going to do… to her.
And it was only after I slammed the door behind us, grabbed my ex-girlfriend around her waist, and vaulted us onto the bed that I realized Lily had yelped something from the living room as Holly and I were hustling upstairs, “Who the hell was THAT?”
And Eva had immediately replied in a sardonic tone, “I believe she said her name was ‘Personal Slut’.”
****
Personal Slut made little “glug, glug” noises while I pounded my way in and out of her throat. She stared up at me with scintillating hazel eyes with her elbows pointed out to the sides and both hands atop her orange-haired head. I kept my left palm atop her hands to keep them pinned, although she certainly could’ve pulled them away if she really wanted. My right palm cupped the back of her head as a handhold to repeatedly yank her face towards my thrusting pelvis with every deep-dick plunge.
The sight was so intoxicatingly erotic that I felt my control slip for a moment and I nearly lost my load. I trapped Holly’s head against my crotch at full-depth with both hands, keeping my dick embedded all the way down her throat while she groaned and let her eyes roll up into her head, acting as if she were savoring the most heavenly chocolate cake imaginable. And only when I felt that urge to spurt subsiding did I release my grip and pull myself all the way out of her mouth.
Holly gasped for oxygen and looked a little shaky for a minute. When I pulled my hand off the top of her head, she allowed her hands to flop down to the floor and planted her palms out in front of her lest she collapse. But there was no mistaking the silly grin of happiness on her face.
“Lie back on the bed, Personal Slut. Master wants to eat you,” I commanded.
“But Personal Slut wants to feel Master’s cock deep inside her now,” she whimpered.
I grinned and shook my head in the negative. “Master wants to taste your sweetness. Last weekend he never got the chance with all of the other girls to attend to.”
Holly smirked in realization at that. It was true that whenever we started adding more and more girls to the mix, the girls always wound up getting eaten out by each other instead of me. So with an obedient nod, she stood up off the floor and backed her way onto the bed before lying down and spreading her knees to the sides.
We’d started with a hot-and-heavy makeout session with me on top, shoving her white tank-top up above her braless tits so I could fondle away while we tangled tongues. I returned to doing that now, possessively claiming control of Personal Slut’s mouth and forcing her to play tonsil hockey in defense of her throat while my fingers manhandled her boobs, but it was only for a minute before I slid back down to kneel on the floor and park my face in my Personal Slut’s pussy.
She’d gone without panties beneath the orange miniskirt so I had easy access as soon as I bunched up the hem around her waist. Her thighs boxed my ears as soon as my tongue tickled her little love button, which wouldn’t have been so bad, but she was also still wearing the black combat boots, the soles of which banged off of my back. I pried her legs apart with both hands and kept them pinned to the sides. Then, I wrapped my lips around her budding clit and started sucking, which made her squeak and squeal. A moment later, I pushed two fingers into her soaking-wet snatch and started sawing them back-and-forth, which started Personal Slut screaming at the top of her lungs.
The orange-haired girl orgasmed quickly, shrieking her satisfaction so loud that I was certain all the girls downstairs could easily hear her. Only then did I realize this was the first time I’d ever actually had sex while Lily and Eva were in the house. While the two Hawaiian girls had come over for social visits pretty much every day for the last several weeks, they’d always gone home before my girlfriends and I started fucking.
But I’d deal with those consequences later. Right now I had a horny ex-girlfriend to attend to. I’d actually offered to let Holly keep her girlfriend status even though we no longer lived in the same zip code, but when she explained that she’d rather be single so as not to feel guilty about flirting with other guys at school, I’d readily agreed to let her go. All I ever wanted for Holly was her happiness, and if that meant letting Miss Butterfly flit off to find other flowers, so be it.
Of course, I wouldn’t mind her flitting back to me every now and again, just like tonight.
Even though it had only been a week since we’d last hooked up during that Farewell Orgy for the other girls, I felt a strange sense of emotional angst as I bore down on my lover’s love button and ate her out with a little more increased intensity. Now that I wasn’t distracted by any direct stimulation to my dick, I had a moment to stop and think about how I was feeling… and why I was feeling. And when the image of the last time I’d had my big dick buried inside Holly’s climactically clenching cunt, I realized it had been during a threesome while Alice had been sitting on Holly’s face.
Alice.
My best friend.
Now gone.
Alice and I had been making out while we straddled Holly from both ends. My best friend had held my head to her bosom, stroking my hair while I suckled on her supple teats. There had never been romantic love between us, but there had always been a comfortable camaraderie. And at the end of the night when she’d fist-bumped me goodbye, she’d told me, “See ya later, Matty.”
But “now” counted as “later”.
And I didn’t see her anymore.
Nor was I sure when I’d see her again.
I wasn’t sure when I’d see my Angel again. Mari was off to Caltech and its 3:1 male:female student-ratio where no doubt her “body built for sex” would attract tech nerds like moths to a flame.
And I wasn’t sure when I’d see mój skarbie: my darling Zofi.
And even Holly. I knew she would still be around - occasionally, like tonight - but her presence in my bedroom served to remind me of the loved ones I’d lost. It wasn’t that I hadn’t always known they’d eventually leave, and last week they DID leave. But it was as if the pain of their departures was only hitting me now, and all of a sudden I found that I was crying.
“Matty?” Holly asked a little nervously as she looked down her body in wide-eyed shock at my unexpected expression. “Holy shit, are you alright?”
“I… uhhh…” I sat back on my heels while belatedly wiping at my tears with both hands. “Yeah, yeah… I’ll be fine.”
She quickly sat up and snapped her legs together. A moment later she slithered off the bed to sit beside me on the floor, wrapping both arms around my shivering body. “Ohmigawd… what’s wrong? What’s wrong?”
“Not your fault. I-I just… I didn’t mean… I s-started thinking…” I stuttered before my words failed me and I bit my lip.
Holly adjusted her grip and tugged my face down to the crook of her neck. She shushed me soothingly and stroked my spine. Her tank-top was still bunched up above her breasts, and on instinct I bowed my head down to start suckling on her nipples like a nursing infant.
Hey, it made me feel better.
Sigmund Freud, eat your heart out.
I could hear Holly giggle as she cradled my head to her chest. I didn’t try to make anything really sexual about it; I was just sucking on her teat like a pacifier. But a moment later I pulled my face off her tit, wrapped one arm around her lower back while hooking my other arm beneath her knees, and started to get to my feet. I lifted Holly up and into the air while she held my neck and shoulders, and then I laid her gently across my bed before climbing on after her.
My dick had never gone soft despite my momentary melancholy, so when I parked myself above Holly’s supine body, she merely had to spread her legs for me to nudge my cockhead into her folds. And she stared up into my eyes with a surprisingly maternal look of concern as I eased my thick dick into her exquisitely tight box.
We both moaned as inch after inch of hot prick pushed deeper and deeper into her pussy. When at last our loins met, I paused to put my forehead down on the mattress beside her. Holly parked her heels on the edge of my bed and wrapped both arms around my back, hugging me tenderly. And she waited me out for a few minutes while I breathed slowly in and out to collect myself.
Eventually, I raised my head and stared down into her welcoming hazel eyes. Our relationship had not always been as emotionally intimate as those I’d shared with the original BTC girls, but in this moment that didn’t seem to matter. Holly recognized that I was hurting right now, and to my relief I found her smiling up at me with unexpected warmth that soothed my soul.
“What’s wrong?” she asked encouragingly. “You can tell me.”
I never expected to be in this situation so soon after hearing her exclaim, ‘What up, bitches?’ downstairs on the porch, and yet here we were. I took a deep breath and told her, “You reminded me of what I’ve lost.”
Holly knitted her eyebrows together and frowned, not understanding. “Lost?”
“It just hit me all of a sudden that Alice, Mari, and Zofi are all gone.”
“Oh,” she said in realization, and her lips pursed as I saw some of her old defensiveness rising up within, the inferiority complex that had dogged her throughout the summer as I could never quite convince her that she wasn’t my “seventh-best girlfriend”.
“And you too,” I added sincerely. “I mean obviously you’re here right now, but I started thinking of our break-up and how I had to let you go.”
Holly shook her head. “You don’t need me.”
“‘Need’? Well, perhaps not. I’d love to keep you,” I told her quite seriously. “But you asked me to let you go.”
She pursed her lips and then let out a long sigh. “It’s what’s best for both of us.”
“I don’t necessarily disagree, and it doesn’t mean I don’t miss you.”
“You miss all of us.”
“I do. One moment, we were going hot and heavy and I was making you cum on my lips and tongue. The next, I started thinking about the last time you and I were together and how I can’t be sure when we’ll ever be together again. Or Alice. Or Mari. Or Zofi.”
Holly’s eyes softened, hearing the honesty in my voice. She rubbed my back, took a deep breath, and said encouragingly, “What’s important is that we WILL be together again, in some form or fashion, even if neither of us is totally sure about ‘when’. I’m not going anywhere. I may not be around every day - or even every week - but I’ll be back. I promise you I’ll be back.”
I smiled. “Thank you. I appreciate that.”
“You changed my world, Matty. I’ll never be the type to permanently settle down with you or anything, but for the first time in my life, I found a guy special enough to return to. I’ll be back, and so will they. Alice, Mari, and Zofi? You changed their worlds as well. And I know with absolute certainty that each of them will eventually return.”
“I wanna believe that.”
“Believe it. I’m sure they’ve told you the same, because they’ve each told ME the same. You’re their Matty. And they’ll always be your OG BTC.”
“Including you, Holly,” I reassured her with a smile. “Belle talks about building a BTC 2.0 up here in Berkeley, but whenever I think about the BTC 1.0, I will always think of my seven girlfriends, including you.”
Holly smirked. “But of course you will. What guy wouldn’t want to rack up his number as high as possible.”
I shook my head. “It was never about racking up numbers and still isn’t. If all I wanted to do was rack up numbers, I’d have slept with you that first time around.”
Holly’s eyes narrowed. “That definitely stung a bit. I think I still feel that sense of rejection.”
“Please don’t. We just had bad timing back then, or maybe even good timing. That night you and I shared together is what really kick-started… well… everything.” I flexed my cock within her. “And in the end you and I did come together, because you were worth it. Still are worth it. I’ve still chosen only seven special girls in my entire life, including you.”
Holly smirked. “I don’t think you’re gonna stop the count at seven for the rest of your life from what Sam tells me. There are four available slots now, right? And there’re at least two more girls sniffing around with some interest in membership from what I understand.”
I sighed. “I’m not in any hurry to try replacing any of you. It’s not possible.”
“Not replace. Just… move on.” Holly gave me an encouraging smile. “I realize the other girls’ departures are pretty fresh in your mind right now. Mourn for a little while if you need to. But eventually we all move on. If you need any tips, just ask me - I’m an expert at it.”
I laughed at Holly’s self-deprecating remark and then gave her a quick kiss. “Thank you. Thanks for making me smile again.”
“You’re welcome. I was a little nervous there for a minute. I don’t have a lot of experience being the emotionally comforting one.”
“You did great.”
“You’re just saying that because I’ve got my pussy wrapped around your dick.”
“I repeat: you did great.”
Holly laughed.
“But seriously,” I told her with a warm smile, “thank you.”
“No, thank you.” She squeezed her inner muscles around my embedded shaft and then smiled up at me. “Speaking of having my pussy wrapped around your dick, I’ve been thinking about this feeling all day.”
I made a face. “What you were thinking of probably included a lot more thrusting and banging and screams of ecstatic pleasure.”
“Well, yes,” she admitted. “But I’m actually really happy with what we’re doing right now. You and I didn’t have many… intimate… moments like this. Most of our hookups involved Master violating Personal Slut’s holes on-demand.”
“Well you did walk in the door and ask to have Master’s big dick plunging in and out of all three of your holes tonight.”
“Hey, we got two down already,” she pointed out with a smirk. “We still have time to get the third.”
****
Ten minutes later, I thundered down the final stretch with Holly’s black combat boots pointed up at the ceiling. I pounded my pulverizing prick with powerful plunges until I pushed myself all the way in and packed her pussy full of pure sperm while she pleaded into my ear for me to fill her up.
Two minutes after that, I groaned and flopped over onto my back, completely gassed. I turned my head to Holly’s to give her a sweet kiss and thank her for coming over, but her face was turned towards the door as she hollered, “BELLE!!! COME AND GET IT!!!”
Ten seconds later we heard thumping footsteps come racing up the stairs as my impish pixie burst into the room with a gleeful grin and dove straight in-between the orange-haired girl’s legs. Loud and noisy slurping sounds soon filled the room while Holly laughed and held the strawberry-blonde’s head to her saturated snatch.
Meanwhile, I sat up and helped unlace Holly’s boots. Belle and I finished our respective tasks around the same time, and my cum-hungry “little sister” came after me next, sucking my schlong into her small little mouth and salivating over our mingled flavors.
My Baby Belle’s adept oral attention quickly got my big dick back in working order. Once I felt like I’d reached the required rigidity to resume rhythmically rooting one of the ravishingly radiant beauties, I tugged on Belle’s strawberry-blonde tresses and invited her to climb aboard. But the impish pixie shook her head and said, “You gotta finish filling Personal Slut’s holes.”
“Ooh, yes!” Holly exclaimed happily. “Will Master please shove his big fucking dick into Personal Slut’s teeny little asshole? Please?”
What the fuck do you think I said?
Within moments, the girls had reassembled with the orange-haired girl on all fours at the foot of the bed with her perky ass before me and Belle kneeling beside her, giving me a grin before bending over and giving Personal Slut a rimjob before shoving a couple of lubricated fingers into the bent-over babe’s backdoor.
Two minutes later, Belle flopped onto her back and reached behind her own knees to tug her legs up into the air in a wide ‘V’. I had my left hand planted on the back of Holly’s head to push her face deeper into Belle’s crotch while my right hand held my cock in place against Personal Slut’s pink pucker. Holly moaned as my massive schlong stretched her sphincter and started shoving down into the depths of her anal passage. I relocated both hands to Holly’s hips, getting a tight grip to yank her body back at me to meet my forward thrust while she let out a keening wail. And her wailing didn’t stop for several minutes while I hammered the hell out of her gaping heinie-hole, at least until I planted my palm back onto her head to shove it into Belle’s crotch again.
“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!” I grunted.
To her credit, Holly tried her best to properly lick Belle’s cunny. But my relentless reaming of her rectum really distracted her from her duties. She also had to pull her head back to yelp every time I took a healthy swat at one asscheek or the other, repeating until both buttocks had been sufficiently reddened. So after a while, Belle simply slid herself beneath the other girl face-to-face so she could make out with the sexy siren getting sodomized, and then wriggled herself even lower to suckle on her perky pink teats.
“FFFUUUCCCKKK…” Holly groaned under the dual assault of my big dick drilling into her anal depths and Belle’s insistent suckling. Holly shivered when our mutual lover’s questing digits found her soaking wet snatch, and I could actually feel it when Belle started fingerbanging her at the same time.
“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!” I continued grunting.
“Take it! Take it! Take it!” Belle growled.
“Holy shit you guys…” Holly groaned. “I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna… I’m gonna… UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH!!! UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH!!! UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH!!!”
“Fill ‘er up, Matty!” Belle crooned amidst the throes of Holly’s epic orgasm. “Fill ‘er up!”
We hadn’t actually been going for that long, and I knew I could hold out a lot longer if I really needed to. But with Belle egging me on and Holly’s colon climactically convulsing around my enclosed cock, I relaxed my Kegels and let the pleasure flow as I banged my big dick in and out of the bent-over girl’s bunghole until I slammed forward one final time and unleashed hell into Holly’s heinie.
“NGAH! NGAH! NNNGGGAAAHHH!” I grunted while spewing what felt like gallons of jizz straight into the depths of the orange-haired girl’s bowels.
“UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH…” Holly moaned as her arms and legs collapsed beneath my bulk, and together our combined weight smothered poor Belle beneath us. Her voice gave out. My voice gave out. And only then did I realized there was another voice in the room muttering something in Hawaiian pidgin that I couldn’t immediately translate.
We had an audience.
Turning my head to the source of the voice, I found Lily leaning against the open doorway that Belle had never closed. Her eyes were glassy and her skin was pale. And she looked to be in shock.
I found myself instinctively trying to reach out for her, but at the moment I was so wiped out post-ejaculation that I didn’t have the strength. And in the end my arm barely moved.
Still, it was enough to get her attention. Realizing that I was looking at her, Lily let out a tiny squeak of surprise. And before I could do or say anything further, she promptly ran from the room.
****
Belle, Holly, and I eventually found our strength, cleaned ourselves up (which included Matty’s Little Cumslut hoovering out my load), and then headed downstairs to join the others.
Much to my relief, Lily hadn’t run all the way home or anything. She sat with the others but gawked at us as we returned to the living room and kept her gaze on Holly as the orange-haired girl went to greet Naimh with a warm hug. Eva, I noticed, was doing her best to appear nonchalant, reclining across the armchair with her left leg thrown over the armrest, keeping her gaze absolutely everywhere except at Holly.
Only then did I realize that neither Lily nor Eva had ever met Holly before. They’d never met any of the other girls, since The OG BTC had only come up here to the house that one Saturday before school started while Lily and Eva weren’t around, and obviously the two Hawaiian girls had never accompanied us on a trip back to my hometown.
So with that in mind, I sidled up to the orange-haired girl, wrapped my arm around her lower back, and almost formally announced, “Lily, Eva - this is my ex-girlfriend, Holly. Holly - these are our neighbors a few doors down: Lily and Eva.”
Eva finally looked to Holly and replied coolly, “You can call me Evelynn.”
“Eva!” protested Lily.
“Seems fair. After all, you didn’t introduce her by her other moniker,” Eva shrugged. “I assume ‘Personal Slut’ is reserved for hale aikāne.”
Holly snapped her head back almost as if she’d been physically slapped. Hurt and confusion colored her face as she looked to me for answers. Eva for her own part, despite her casual pose draped across the furniture and maintaining the ‘Back off bitch’ armor we’d come to expect, looked distinctly uncomfortable to be there. Still, she remained uncowed.
I sighed and first shot Eva a look of disappointment, but then took a deep breath and held both hands up a moment later. “I suppose it isn’t my place to dictate where you set your personal boundaries with people you’ve never met before. And I realize that listening to me and Holly having loud monkey sex in this distinctly NOT soundproofed house might have been an overshare.”
Eva sniffed, “You know Belle left the door open. I’ve been around some wild lolo but that was another level.”
Beside me, Holly blushed a rosy color almost as bright as her hair, but I pushed on. “I apologize if we made you feel uncomfortable and I’d really like for you girls to all get along, but if you’re not feeling game after our little after-dinner show…” I trailed off and regained my formal air, “Holly, meet our neighbors Lily and Evelynn. Evelynn and Lily, my ex-girlfriend Holly.”
Eva glanced at Holly and then to me. I gazed back at her, trying to convey how important this was to me. She almost opened her mouth to retort, but something stopped her. Finally, she nodded and spoke, “Charmed.”
“Uh, sorry about all that,” Holly offered with an uncharacteristically shaky warble. “I kinda get carried away when I’m with Matty. Perhaps we should’ve kept it down a bit.”
“Fffpt,” Naimh blew a raspberry to lighten the mood. “As if you’ve ever kept it down. Besides, we all knew what’ye two were doin’.”
“Y-yeah, yeah, totally,” Lily stammered a bit nervously. “Uhhh… I mean like… It’s nice to know that… uhhh… even if you and Matty are exes now… uhhh, that your relationship is still… uhhh… cordial.”
Belle and Sam immediately burst into laughter.
“‘Cordial’? That’s an interesting new euphemism,” Eva snarked quietly from her seat. “My horizons are certainly broadening this evening.”
“Matty and I are still friends,” Holly stated firmly, although I could feel a little tension in her body against my arm. “But I’m really just stopping by. If I’m intruding on your evening, I can leave.”
“No, no, of course not,” Sam stated firmly as she came over to Holly’s other side and draped her arm across the other girl’s shoulders. “You’re OG BTC, and you are always welcome here.”
“See! I told you that you were OG BTC!” I exclaimed to Holly, squeezing her close.
“Thanks, guys,” she replied, looking back at me and then over at Sam. “I appreciate it.”
“Now come on. It’s Friday night,” Sam began with the kind of confident presence that always took charge of the room as she surveyed everyone around us. “Let’s have a good time.”
****
Rather than settle in to watch a movie, we opened the liquor cabinet and circled the coffee table: Holly, me, and Sam on one couch; Naimh, Belle, and Lily on the next couch, and Eva in the armchair. The girls started up a cycle of endlessly shifting conversation, initially just shooting the breeze talking about school and asking Holly questions about San Jose State, although I will note that Lily was uncharacteristically quiet during most of it. But sometime during the second round of drinks, the topic changed when Lily started asking Holly questions about “The OG BTC”.
“What did it feel like,” Lily began, “to be on the outside looking in at a tight-knit clique of six girls and the one special guy they seemed to trust above all others?”
Holly explained that at first it wasn’t really a big deal; she was friends with Sam and Zofi but felt no particular need to try and get closer to the others, and as for me she had no idea yet what kind of guy I really was.
But that said, Holly explained, “After I joined, all six of the girls ultimately welcomed me with open arms. And even though I sometimes felt like I was the seventh wheel or only seventh best, whenever I was with him, Matty always made me feel like I was the most special girl in the world.”
Lily beamed at me, although she replied to Holly, “I can see how he might make you feel that way. The only problem is: I’m still trying to figure out how to tell him I’m interested.”
Naimh smirked and faced me as well while explaining to Lily, “He’s wonderful in so many ways, but he’s still just a boy. Boys don’t really dig ‘subtle’. You gotta make it clear that you want him.”
Lily arched an eyebrow and faced me with a serious expression on her face. “Have I NOT made myself clear?”
I gave her an honest look and replied, “You have. But just… not today, Lily.”
Holly laughed at me. “You do realize that playing hard to get just makes a girl want you even more.”
“Maybe that’s the point,” Belle drawled. “He wants you to step up your game in chasing him.”
“No, no,” I interjected while raising both hands. “I’m not trying to play hard to get.”
“He really isn’t,” Sam said reasonably. “Even though he’s one man dating three girls at the same time, he’s not a player, and he’s not trying to ‘play’ you girls, either. Matty’s just very, very devoted to the special girls he has in his life. Prioritizing their wants and needs and doing everything he can to make them happy? It’s what he does. It’s what he’s done for the entire BTC since we first wanted to explore everything a boy and girl could do together. And he’s exceptionally loyal to us - Holly should know.”
Lily sat up straight and regarded the orange-haired girl. “Well that sounds like there’s a story there.”
“Oh, there is!” Holly leaned forward, set her drink down, and rubbed her hands rather gleefully. I immediately started blushing as I realized what was about to happen. And then I blushed even deeper when she actually started to tell the story about trying to seduce me that fateful night before the start of our senior year.
“Ohmigawd, that first backrub he gave me was soooo incredibly good,” Holly said dreamily, “I felt like I’d seen God!”
Lily moaned and interjected, “I know exactly what you mean!”
Holly laughed and added, “I was so turned on, I couldn’t help but launch myself into his arms and start kissing him.”
Eva spoke up for the first time in twenty minutes to remark, “Hey Lil… Looks like you missed your golden opportunity.”
Lily pursed her lips in thought, shrugged, and then abruptly burst forward from her seat on the other couch and then leaped into my lap, her knees just barely fitting into the gaps to either side of me between my hips and both Holly’s and Sam’s. Before I knew it, Lily had wrapped her arms around my neck and then pressed her mouth to mine, her tongue parting my lips and feeding me the flavors of Malibu rum. And on pure instinct I found myself wrapping up the petite Hawaiian hottie and kissing her back just as fiercely.
“Hey, hey, pahtty foww!” Sam called while lightly tapping Lily’s upper arm.
At the sound of my girlfriend’s voice, I blinked and then jerked my head back with a gasp, staring wide-eyed at Sam with a touch of worry that I’d pissed her off.
But Sam just laughed and said, “I was joking! Go back to kissing her!” My girlfriend then promptly grabbed the back of both of our heads and smashed them together so that Lily and I would start snogging again. But unfortunately the moment had been broken, and Lily almost sheepishly pulled back again almost as soon as we’d restarted.
“Ahem,” she mumbled while blushing pink. And then she slipped off my lap and returned back to the couch.
Sam pointedly looked at Eva and gestured at me. “Wanna go next?”
Eva popped her eyebrows and then sank deeper into her seat. She’d already put her cat-eye sunglasses back on even though it was after sunset and we were indoors, and she pushed them a little higher up the bridge of her nose as if she could somehow hide behind them.
Sam shrugged as if it was no big deal and then turned to grab my head and plant a passionate smooch on me instead, and the rest of the girls (save Eva) all laughed.
“Get on with the story,” Naimh insisted, reaching across to the adjacent couch to pat Holly’s knee.
Holly gave me a sweet smile and told the story about slipping my hand down the front of her shirt during a movie (which got Lily squirming in her seat). She talked about sliding her hand inside my shorts and how wet she got feeling just how BIG my dick really was and how desperately she wanted to feel every inch of it buried deep inside her (which got Eva squirming in her seat). She explained that she’d returned to my house after everyone else had gone home and then described - in graphic detail - about parking me on the couch, jacking my cock, and then taking as much of me as she could manage into her mouth (which was WAY too much for her to handle, as she tried to deep-throat me but ultimately failed). Now all of the girls were squirming, but nobody interrupted Holly’s narrative.
The orange-haired girl recognized a spellbound audience when she had one, so she took her time expounding upon the intricacies of her oral technique and the way my hot and throbbing shaft felt as it pulsed within her mouth in response to her ministrations as if it were an independent creature. She laughed as she told the girls about me losing my load quite quickly - understandable since it was my very first time - and how I blasted two strings of steaming hot semen across her face before she swallowed a few bursts and then finished me off my milking out the rest all over her breasts.
“Holy fuck,” Belle grunted as she apparently came just from imagining it.
The rest of the narrative sped up a bit. Holly complimented my natural talent for cunnilingus, saying that I did exceptionally well for a first-timer. “Eventually I had to push him away, pleading, ‘No more. No more.’ And he’s only gotten even better since.”
“We know. We could hear you howling for him to keep eating you from down here,” Sam drawled with a grin.
The girls all laughed at that.
But then we came to the part where I couldn’t go through with losing my cherry. Holly got herself on top of me, straddling me in a cowgirl position, and was about to impale herself on my gorgeous dick when… well…
“‘Wait-wait-wait!’” Holly quoted me. “‘I’m sorry! I’m sorry!’”
“That definitely sounds like Matty,” Eva drawled, and everybody snickered.
“He’s like an honorary Canadian or something,” Belle quipped.
“What really sold it is what he said afterwards,” Holly continued with a somewhat dejected sigh. She frowned, looking a little sorry for herself before explaining, “He said, ‘I can’t do this to them.’”
“Awww…” Lily… well… ‘awwwed’. “That’s so sweet. He really loved them.”
“He really loved them,” Holly agreed. “Even after all the times they’d teased him… Did you know that Sam dry-humped herself on his bulge to orgasm while shoving her boobs into his face twice and he still never reached up and grabbed her tits? He really did love them. He wanted to save himself for them. And in the end… he did save himself for them.”
“And for you too,” Sam pointed out.
Holly shrugged. “Eventually.”
“Worth the wait?” Lily asked, turning to look at me with that doe-eyed look again.
The orange-haired girl turned to smile at me. “Absolutely.”
****
The little sidebar about Sam dry-humping herself to orgasm on me (twice) without me ever grabbing her boobs led the girls off on a tangent about all the times they’d teased me back in high school - testing how far they could push their boundaries without me caving in. Belle, Sam, and Naimh all took turns sharing stories while I more or less blushed and shrugged and tried to act like it wasn’t a big deal.
Of course, the racier the stories got, the hornier everyone got, including me. I was pitching quite a tent and both Lily and Eva kept sneaking glances at it while the BTC girls paid it no mind. They were too busy having fun telling stories. But just when it seemed like Lily had worked up the nerve to actually go do something about my tent, I headed off that potential complication by standing up and declaring that I needed to pee.
That apparently broke the spell, because when I returned I found Lily and Eva getting up to leave, ready to call it a night.
“We still going to the party tomorrow night together?” Belle asked as she walked her fellow shorty to the door.
“Yeah! Totally! Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Lily replied with a buoyant smile, before glancing back into the living room. “Goodnight, girls. Goodnight, Matty.”
Meanwhile, Holly wrapped herself around me and made it abundantly clear that she had no intention of driving home tonight. She was still chewing on my ear when I waved to Lily and Eva, replying, “Goodnight, ladies. See you tomorrow.”
They waved back and headed out of sight down the short hallway leading to the front door. Sam was suddenly kneeling behind me, yanking my pants down to my ankles. Naimh was suddenly kneeling in front of me, cramming my cock all the way down her throat. And I groaned in erotic ecstasy as her talented mouth went to work.
Only then did I hear Belle close the front door, and she sauntered back into the living room while shaking her head. “You bitches couldn’t wait ten seconds?”
Nobody answered her. Holly had already grabbed my head to start making out with me, Naimh’s throat was full, and Sam was busy stripping off her clothes.
Let’s just say the five of us didn’t make it upstairs for another hour.
