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The Big Tits Club: Chapter 51
🕑 Added 2021-07-05 15:01:02 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 51: Prom --
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“That is an awfully big limo for just the two of you,” Zofi’s mom commented after I greeted both her and her husband.
I briefly glanced out the window at the 10-passenger stretch Navigator parallel parked across the driveway, and smiled with my prepared answer. “Zofi is just our group’s first pickup. Mari’s boyfriend is going to go collect her next.”
Technically, it was a true statement. Plus, it was early enough in the afternoon to make sense. A few minutes later, I stood up from the couch with a big grin on my face as my girlfriend made her entrance, clad in a slinky, shimmering dress that highlighted her slender form. With her slicked back hair, one could imagine she had only just emerged from a milky pool of silver starlight that clung to her like a second skin.
“You… are… breathtaking,” I murmured sincerely as Zofi came and held my hands. I refrained from kissing her – not because of her parents but because all six girls had independently warned me not to mess up their makeup. Zofi’s bright blue eyes glittered, obviously pleased by my reaction.
All four of us went outside to the limo. Zofi’s parents wanted photos of us in front of the blinged-out Navigator. I put Zofi’s corsage on her wrist and she fastened a boutonniere to my lapel while Zofi’s dad snapped away. And then we put Zofi’s little suitcase into the limo, the implications obvious to all.
Zofi would not be returning home until tomorrow morning.
The limo driver brought us back to my house, and then we repeated the process with Mari and her parents. Then we repeated with Naimh and her parents, by which time the limo driver started giving me really weird looks. But he was grinning by the time we pulled up to Alice’s house.
In the end, I had six girls in prom dresses at my house, all of them now my “official” girlfriends. Seriously. Alice, Belle, Mari, Naimh, Sam, and Zofi were each now officially one of my girlfriends, decided on and confirmed a week ago Friday. I’d always belonged to the BTC - now we were just making it formal - and Sam got to be Head Girlfriend, naturally.
Belle’s dad had gotten called in for an emergency, but Mother had remained home and took photos of me and his daughter. She also took photos of me and Sam. And of course she spent an inordinate amount of time taking photos of me with all six of my girlfriends together. After that, we all loaded up for the fifteen-minute drive to the downtown hotel where our school had rented out the Grand Ballroom to host our prom.
Five seconds after the stretch Navigator pulled away from my house, Alice closed the privacy screen between us and the driver. Naimh was out of her seatbelt in a flash and kneeling before me, fiddling with my belt and the fasteners to my tuxedo pants.
My eyes got big, but I didn’t stop her or ask stupid questions. Less than thirty seconds later, my pants were around my ankles while the most gorgeous girl I’d ever seen bobbed her head up and down my rapidly lengthening cock.
I gawked down at her for a minute before glancing around at the other five girls. Sam, Zofi, Belle, and Mari looked just as surprised as me, but Alice smirked knowingly. Fixing my gaze on her, I remarked, “I thought I couldn’t even kiss any of you for fear of messing up your makeup!”
Alice shrugged. “So don’t kiss her. She’ll only have to touch up her lipstick from the blowjob.”
“Mmm-hmm,” Naimh agreed with a mouthful of Matty-meat. Moments later, she figured I was ready, and she rapidly hiked up the hem of her seafoam green prom dress while crawling into my lap.
As Head Girlfriend, Sam was the only one seated with me on the back bench seat. She merely laughed and slid a bit further out of the way to give the horny redhead more room, and I soon found myself buried to the root inside the busty Irish girl’s wet box. “Well THAT’S a first,” Sam commented.
“Hurry up, Matty,” Naimh groaned as she went from zero to sixty in 2.4 seconds.
I nodded, recognizing that we had ten minutes or so before reaching our destination. So I reached beneath the hem of her dress to grab Naimh’s ass and help the hot-to-trot redhead bounce her body up and down my rock-hard erection.
Meanwhile, the other girls chatted excitedly amongst themselves, not even bothering to watch. It wasn’t like they’d never seen Naimh fuck me before, and this would be their one and only Senior Prom. We were in our own little world, although the way our little world kept shifting from one side to another as the limo took wide turns en route to the hotel proved more distracting than I would’ve thought.
Still, by yanking Naimh’s body forward against my pelvic bone to really grind her clit against it, I managed to bring her off with plenty of time to spare. I desperately wanted to kiss her, or even peel down the front of her scoop-necked dress and slobber all over the lush big boobies that had been bouncing around beneath my chin. But cognizant of the need to keep her looking perfectly put together, I instead concentrated on the feel of her Goldilocks pussy wrapped around my invading cock. And about a minute after she crooned her climax into my ear, I hunched forward and began basting the redhead’s womb with great gouts of spurting seed.
“Mmm, thanks, boyfriend,” the satisfied redhead said perkily after I finished filling her up. She pulled off my prick, reached down to adjust the strap of her panties to keep my spending inside, and finally returned to her seat.
I was a bit wiped out for the moment, and remained slumped in my seat with my wet dick out for the whole limo to see. And Sam couldn’t help but bend over, slurp my girlcum-soaked cock into her mouth, and clean me up before patiently tucking my spent schlong back into my tuxedo pants. A moment later, she fished a small compact out of her purse and used the mirror to help her touch up her lipstick. Naimh had already finished doing the same.
I glanced out the window and realized we were about a minute away from arrival. Sam hadn’t quite gotten the correct notch on my belt, so I paused to fix myself up as well, and by the time I did so it was time to disembark. I signed the paperwork for the driver and left him a nice tip. He actually jabbed the side of my shoulder and said, “Good luck tonight, sport.”
I chuckled and led the girls inside. We didn’t go straight to the ballroom. Pooling our money together, the seven of us had booked the Penthouse Suite for the night, and Mother and I had come by in the early afternoon to check in, collect our keys, and also leave the minivan behind so the girls and I could drive ourselves home in the morning. The girls parked their suitcases and spent five minutes exploring the suite. They then spent the next twenty minutes either in the bathroom or in front of the big mirror over the master bedroom dresser touching up their makeup and adjusting their outfits.
Alice was the only one who didn’t seem inclined to preen, and as she and I sat side-by-side in the suite’s expansive living room, I sighed and commented, “If I knew Neevie was going to spend this much time on her appearance, I would’ve just kissed her.”
Alice mused on that, turned, and took my head into her hands. She gave me a fierce kiss, one that built and built until for the second time today a girl started taking my pants off. Less than thirty seconds later, my pants were around my ankles while my hottie best friend bobbed her head up and down my rapidly lengthening cock. And about a minute after that, I found myself buried to the root inside the busty Korean girl’s wet box.
But instead of climbing into my lap to go for a ride, Alice had knelt on the sofa cushions and braced herself against the backrest. I steadily pumped in and out of her from behind, my pants around my ankles and the back of her dress flipped up over her lower back. And when Sam emerged from the master bedroom and found us banging away, Alice looked up at the blonde and smirked, announcing, “I got Matty’s hotel sex cherry!”
Mari came out of the bathroom and shot her hand in the air. “Can I call ‘next’?”
Sam rolled her eyes and muttered to me and Alice, “Hurry up. We gotta get downstairs.”
****
On some level, I would’ve thought my arrival at the Grand Ballroom with six girls would’ve caused more of a stir. But everybody knew about the BTC by now, and nobody paid us much attention. I mean yeah, every now and again one guy or another at school would ask me if I had a magic foot-long cock. I’d just shrug and reply, “Magic? Yes. And my sperm tastes like chocolate. But it’s not quite twelve inches long.”
We headed straight to the line for taking prom photos. I took individual couples photos with each of the girls, and then one at the end with all seven of us. We then grabbed a circular table for eight, made one of the chairs disappear, and then started taking trips to the buffet line. I wasn’t particularly hungry and didn’t load up my plate, but Sam on my left and Belle on my right started spooning me extra food off of their plates, both of them telling me I’d need the extra calories tonight.
The seven of us spent more time chatting than eating, everyone having a good time. Towards the end of the meal, though, Belle finished whispering something to Mari and then slipped beneath the table. And for the third time today I felt a girl start taking my pants off.
I stiffened up in shock and whispered rather harshly, “Belle!”
She didn’t slow down at all, let alone stop. Less than thirty seconds later, my pants remained where they were but my fly was wide open while my impish pixie “little sister” bobbed her head up and down my rapidly lengthening cock.
Eyes wide, I turned to my left and gawked at Sam, but she was just holding a hand over her mouth to cover her laughter. Mari leaned over to whisper to Alice, who nudged Naimh. Zofi had already figured it out, and suddenly all five of the remaining girls were smirking as they scrutinized the shocked expression on my face.
A white tablecloth hung down halfway to the floor, but not all the way. I mean, the ballroom lighting was pretty dim, and the thudding music would probably prevent anyone from realizing what was going on so long as I didn’t moan in orgasmic ecstasy or anything. I gripped the edge of the table and tried to remain calm while Belle sucked me with enough suction to pull a golf ball through a garden hose. Already two ejaculations down today, I was in no hurry to cum, but at the same time I wanted to fire away into Matty’s Little Cumslut’s hot little mouth to reduce the chances of getting caught. Unfortunately, the more I tried to think about making myself cum the harder it was to actually do so, and Belle remained beneath the table slurping and sucking as the seconds continued to tick on by.
“Hey guys!” a new voice said brightly. “How’s it going?”
Straining to keep my face neutral, I looked up to my right to see Holly standing just behind Belle’s empty chair. Her hair was lime green now, bright enough that I wondered if it would glow in the dark. She was dressed to impress in a spaghetti-strap red gown with a plunging V-neck that put “the girls” on display and a super-high side slit that exposed plenty of leg.
Mari was the closest to her, and she beamed, “Oh hey, Holly, how are you?”
Holly made a face. “Been better.”
From behind me, Sam asked, “Where’s your date?”
“Told him to get lost. He must be with his football buddies now,” Holly sighed. “I never should’ve agreed to be his prom date in the first place. All he wanted was a score.”
I tried to look sympathetic, but a moment later Belle nudged my cockhead into the tight confines of her throat. She still couldn’t get her lips all the way down, but she could still stuff a couple of inches into her throat before gagging, and she apparently chose to do so at that exact moment. The point is: my eyes bugged out and I had to stifle a groan.
My movement was jerky enough to attract Holly’s attention, and she gave me a curious look. After quickly surveying the table, she tapped her fingernails in sequence across the chair back and asked suspiciously, “Where’s Belle? Went to the bathroom?”
Mari giggled. “Uh, not exactly.”
Holly scrutinized my face, and a moment later she seemed to figure it out, because she pulled Belle’s chair out and promptly sat down. “There, all better,” she pronounced while smirking at me and then Sam just beside me. “Wouldn’t want anyone to get the idea that someone from this table had gotten lost underneath trying to find a dropped fork or anything.”
Sam chuckled. “Why thank you for being so thoughtful.”
I grunted beneath my breath as Belle began attacking my dick with increased vigor.
“You’re very welcome,” Holly replied musically. “Happy to help out in any way I can. It’s nice having friends you can count on when life takes… unexpected… turns.”
Sam leaned forward. “Take your own situation, for instance. It sounds as if your evening has taken its own unexpected turn. It’s unfortunate when things don’t quite go according to plan.”
I had to squeeze the table edge when Belle crammed a couple of inches into her throat again.
“Quite unfortunate,” Holly agreed quite seriously. “I almost don’t know what to do with myself. I’m afraid what I’d hoped would be a magical night is about to end up nothing but a broken fairy tale.”
“Tsk, tsk. We can’t have THAT now can we?” Sam intoned sympathetically as she briefly glanced around the circle of girls. “Lucky for you, good friends are always ready and willing to be there for each other.”
“You’re too kind,” Holly replied serenely.
My chest started rising and falling rapidly in time with Belle’s bobbing head while she twisted both of her hands around the base of my shaft, each hand twisting in opposite directions.
“Not at all,” Sam insisted. “In fact, I think you’re exactly the kind of friend we need at a time like this to make tonight into precisely the kind of magical fairy tale we've ALL been looking forward to.”
“Really? I’m intrigued.” Holly leaned forward and set her elbows on the table. “Exactly what kind of fairy tale did you have in mind?”
Sam smirked. “The kind with a happy ending for everyone.”
I groaned as Belle REALLY went to town on my dick, banging her entire head up and down my crotch in search of precious Matty-cum that I was surprised she didn’t accidentally bang it into the underside of the table. But just before I gave her what she wanted, a new voice cut in, deeply masculine and clearly upset.
“There you are Holly. What the fuck?!?”
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All the happy orgasmic feelings left me as a chill went down my spine. Some kind of “asshole alarm” went off in the back of my mind, and I turned my head to look up at the new arrival who was standing just behind Alice. Holly rather deliberately avoided looking up at the guy in the “look at me” white tuxedo jacket over black slacks.
I recognized him. His name was Antonio, and he’d gotten Sam’s cherry a long time ago.
“Holly, it’s fucking Prom,” Antonio complained. “Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is for a guy’s date to walk away from him during Prom?”
“I don’t care about your embarrassment,” Holly muttered, staring straight across the table at Naimh just to give herself someone to focus on. “I’m not coming back.”
“Why not?”
“I TOLD you. I have no interest in being your latest score. You clearly only asked me out looking to add another notch to your belt.”
“A true gentleman never assumes.”
“And you are NOT a true fucking gentleman,” Holly shot back, turning her head to glare at him.
Antonio’s jaw clenched, and he took a better look around the table. He especially took a better look at all the lush cleavage put on display around the table. “So what? You’re joining the Big Tits Club? You gonna turn into a carpet-munching lezzie?”
“Back the fuck off, Antonio,” Sam challenged in an angry voice.
“Don’t get your panties in a twist, Sam,” Antonio shot back. “You’re just jealous because I dropped you when you were a lousy lay. You even begged me, ‘Please Antonio. Give me a second chance!’ And yet you still couldn’t do any better.” His mocking imitation girly voice really grated on my nerves.
Sam’s face went as white as a ghost, and I visibly saw her shut down. The light in her eyes dimmed, the corners of her lips tugged down, and I could see how much she was fighting not to cry. Antonio had been her first, and he knew exactly how to hurt her.
“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” I growled, sitting up straight and planting my hands on the edge of the table, prepared to get up and confront him. But I realized my fly was open and Belle actually still had my dick in hand, so I stopped before exposing myself. “Sam is an incredible lover. Your only problem is that she’s too much woman for you to know how to deal with.”
Antonio turned his baleful glare to me and he snorted. “You?” He glanced back at Sam for a moment and then returned to me. “Are you such a wimp that you can be satisfied with my sloppy seconds?”
“If you had any clue how to treat a woman, you might’ve come here tonight with THIS gorgeous creature on your arm.” I gestured at Sam, who really did look AMAZING by any empirical measure in a shimmering satin gray dress that truly put “the girls” on display. “Your loss is my gain.”
“The fuck do YOU know about how to treat a woman, nerd? I’ll bet you’re a three-pump chump. Everybody knows the Big Tits Club is just a collection of lezzies and frigid virgin bitches too scared to put out. I’ll bet you spend your nights home alone dreaming just one of them would finally let you see her tits.”
The girls around the table, save Sam, started giggling at that.
Alice turned her head and looked up at Antonio, stating, “Matty’s given orgasms to all seven girls at this table back-to-back before losing his load.”
Antonio frowned in confusion, seeing only six girls seated around me.
Naimh piped up, “My favorite is bending over and letting him ravage my tight arsehole over and over and over again. He’s given me six orgasms in a single fuck before finally filling my bowels with all his creamy cum.”
“I AM a lesbian and proud of it,” Zofi announced. “I only love girls, but I can’t help myself with Matty and I just love cumming multiple times on his big dick.”
Belle started sucking my dick again, and I chuckled and shook my head at the sheer preposterousness of the situation.
“Sam is Aphrodite,” I added with the smug confidence of a man currently getting his cock sucked by a pretty teenage girl. “Sam is the goddess of sex. I WILL actually admit that she can turn me into a three-pump chump. She’s the only one I’ve ever gone off prematurely with, she’s that amazing. Is that what happened to you? Was her tight pussy so hot that you blew your load early and told her she’s a bad lay just because you couldn’t get it up again fast enough to make it up to her? Is this a projection thing?”
Antonio frowned and balled his fists.
“Psychology 101.” I smirked and tapped my own forehead. “You called me a three-pump chump because you’ve got a history of problems with that. It’s at the forefront of your mind all the time. Maybe that’s why you can never seem to hang on to a girl for more than a couple dates?”
Antonio’s face was visibly pink even in the dim ballroom lighting, and he started walking around the table to come at me. Belle still had my dick in her mouth, and I was about to hurriedly pull her head off and zip myself up, but before I could the scrape of a chair being pushed back got my attention.
Sam was on her feet behind me and she quickly intercepted Antonio just behind Holly’s chair. But instead of confronting him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and tugged his head down so that he was staring into her lush cleavage. She bit his ear and then husked loudly enough for the rest of us to hear, “This body could’ve been yours. I’m coming off a week where I bent over and got fucked Every. Single. Day. I’m such a fuckin’ nymphomaniac. I get sperm gushing down my throat. I get sperm flooding my sweet pussy. I get sperm blasting deep in my tight arsehole. I. Can’t. Get. Enough of it.”
Sam then took Antonio’s arm and wrapped it around her body. She placed his palm right on her ass and squished her massive melons into his side. “I could’ve been your living sex doll. I could’ve been giving you incredible, transcendent orgasms for years. Tonight, you could’ve gotten us a hotel room and watched me peel out of this tight prom dress. I’ve got the sexiest lingerie on underneath here: lacy see-through panties, garter belt so you could fuck me with my stockings still on, this amazing corset that supports my big Double-D titties so well. I would’ve pushed you down on the bed and made love to your dick with my mouth, lips, and tongue. I would’ve climbed on and squeezed my amazing pussy around your cock, massaging it with my secret muscles. In the end, I would’ve bent myself over and reached back to spread my asscheeks, begging you to please sodomize the shit outta my tight arsehole.”
Sam paused and reached up to caress his chest. “And who knows? Maybe we could’ve invited one of my friends. I love cock, but there’s something just so delicious about making love to another woman and sharing her with my man. Rubbing our breasts together and tasting each other’s tongues while we take turns sucking on a fat cock until it spurts ribbons of jism all over our pretty faces. She’ll start licking his cream off my forehead and cheeks. I’ll start licking sperm off her nose. We might not be able to keep up and… Oops! There it goes dripping off my chin.”
Sam took her hand off his chest and lightly caressed her cleavage with her fingernails. “No matter. These two big, juicy cum catchers will collect all the drops.” She mimed slowly scooping jizz off the exposed skin of her left breast with two fingers before popping them into her mouth, moaning as she sucked on her own digits. “I’ll get some of it. The rest will dribble down my creamy skin and collect atop my nipple so one of these hot babes can latch onto my succulent teats and su--”
“Aaaahhh, nngh, shit-shit-shit!” Antonio muttered, backing away from Sam. His hands immediately went to his crotch as he bent over, turning scarlet pink in embarrassment.
“Have a little accident there, big guy?” Holly scoffed with a sneer.
Bent over as he was, Sam loomed above Antonio. “You’re pathetic, you know that? Consider that a parting gift – can’t say I ever got one from you - because Aphrodite is NEVER coming anywhere near you ever again. I’m joining my friends now. We’re going to enjoy our Prom and then go upstairs together to the Penthouse Suite where Matty will pleasure all seven of us for hours on end. That includes YOUR prom date, who in a few hours will be licking Matty’s creampie out of my cunt while she spreads her arsehole for my boyfriend’s incredible dick that’s just so much more… massive… than yours.”
“Nngh, nngh, nngh!” I grunted, spurting semen straight into my “little sister’s” stomach. Antonio hadn’t been the only one getting turned on listening to Sam’s erotic soliloquy, and with Belle repeatedly shoving my dick into the first couple inches of her throat, she FINALLY got me off.
After I finished cumming, I felt Belle withdraw in a suspiciously slow and delicate manner. Moments later, she crawled out from underneath the table and parked herself right in front of Antonio. Gaping her mouth open, she showed him the pool of creamy cum she’d collected on her tongue. And then beckoning to Sam, she pulled the gorgeous platinum-blonde together in a wicked hot kiss so they could share my load.
Antonio was gone before the girls were done.
****
Holly retrieved a chair and parked it between Naimh and Zofi, making us a table of eight once again. Once Belle took her seat, Alice tapped her own chin, muttering, “Hey Belle, you’ve got a bit of…”
Belle blushed, hurriedly wiped at her chin with a napkin, and flashed me a saucy look.
I was feeling wiped from my third ejaculation since getting into the limo this afternoon, plus coming down from the adrenaline rush of the encounter with Antonio. I knew the girls had plans for later tonight in the Penthouse Suite, but if they kept this up much longer, I’d be dead on my feet even before we got to the elevator.
Speaking of wearing me out, the girls soon moved us into the dance portion of the evening. We’d all taken square dancing and just a touch of ballroom as part of our P.E. curriculum, so I knew I wasn’t a total klutz. The handful of high school parties we’d attended were more social hangouts with friends and acquaintances and didn’t involve a whole lot of actual dancing.
During the fast songs we danced in a group. During slow songs I got paired off with the girls one-by-one, including Holly. Some brave male acquaintances of the girls even came by to ask them to dance, classmates and casual friends and the like. Thankfully, I knew the girls had enough sense to choose their partners wisely, turning down drunken asshole types and only accepting dances with the boys they knew could keep their hands to themselves.
Gerald, of course, came by to dance with Mari a couple of times. She seemed happy, and from what I recalled, he would be attending USC in the fall, which wasn’t too far away from Pasadena. I knew I wished her all the happiness in the world, and yet I could help but feel a twinge of melancholy at the reminder that the BTC’s time together would be coming to an end all too soon.
But not yet.
****
We left the formal dance pretty early in the evening. Having put in our social appearance and put in a few last dances with classmates we might soon never see again, the BTC didn’t feel a particular need to stick around and find out who won Prom King or Queen. Having all steered clear of campus politics, we already knew it wouldn’t be one of us. Instead, the eight of us crowded into the elevator and ascended all the way to the top floor.
Designed to entertain up to twenty people in two separate spaces each surrounding a central coffee table, the suite had a large sectional, two additional sofas, a couple of high-backed armchairs, and two more ottomans big enough to seat two. Outside, the balcony had a pleasant view of the lit-up city skyline should any of us care to brave the cold. But really, all of our attention was focused inward on each other.
For a group that had been having sex with each other nearly every Friday for the past several months, you’d think the opportunity to have an orgy wouldn’t be a really big deal to us. But hanging out together and almost lazily screwing as a method of unwinding from the week was one thing.
This was Prom Night.
In the Penthouse Suite.
Oh, and Holly was with us again, too.
Let’s just say the girls pulled out all the stops for this one.
It started with Sam coming to sit beside me on the big sectional. She set down two pills - one blue and one white - alongside a glass of water.
I arched an eyebrow and asked, “Is this one of those scenarios where I choose one pill or the other to decide whether to remain in blissful ignorance or take a chance and set myself free?”
Sam smirked and shook her head. “You’re taking both pills.”
I took a deep breath and gave her a funny look. “Don’t you usually just spike my drink unawares?”
Sam shrugged. “I felt like giving you a choice tonight. I promise I’ll still love you even if you don’t take them.”
I rolled my eyes. “We already know I’m taking them; I trust you that much. But the fact that you’re telling me does worry me. Are there potential side effects that you can’t subject me to in good conscience without proper forewarning?”
Sam winced. “You’re probably gonna pay for it in the morning, but tonight’s gonna blow your mind.”
I shrugged and reached for the glass of water. “Then I have only one request.”
“What’s that?”
“Promise me you’ll use your better judgment and drive us all home tomorrow if I’m in no shape to do so myself.”
Sam laughed and nodded. “I promise.”
I swallowed the pills.
And then the REAL party began.
****
I felt hot. VERY hot. And yet I wasn’t overly sweaty. I mean, I was still sweaty, but just normal exertion sweaty, you know? But I still felt HOT. And thirsty. I kept drinking water. A LOT of water. At least, I drank a lot of water when the girls would let me drink water. They kept me VERY busy otherwise, y’know?
There are still gaps in my memory to this day. Sam was right, I really paid for it in the morning, and she wound up driving the minivan to get us all back to my house where the girls spent the better part of the day lounging out back by the re-filled pool while I slept for seven hours. Only then was I in any shape to drive each of my “girlfriends” home. Good thing each of them had already told their parents they wouldn’t be returning until dinnertime on Sunday.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. I’m really just telling you this to make clear that everything turned out alright in the end, nobody came out with any permanent injuries, and if given a choice to do it all over again, even with the splitting headache that carried into Tuesday, I would TOTALLY do it all over again.
You only get to have your Senior Prom once, y’know?
Anyway, back to being super-hot and thirsty. Those were new sensations unlike any of the previous times Sam had slipped me one of her dad’s little pills. I also had a mild case of vertigo, and found that if I turned around a little too fast, my sense of balance would take an extra half-second to catch up to me, and I’d get dizzy. So I had to be a little careful about that. But apart from those relatively minor side effects, Sam’s pills apparently had their desired effect:
For the better part of four hours, I felt like a Greek God.
And I fucked like one, too.
Mother and I had stocked the suite with wine bottles, hard liquor, and 2-liter sodas when first checking in. It wasn’t like any of us were driving anywhere tonight. I was the only one who didn’t do any drinking (I think). That’s one of my memory gaps. After taking the pills, Sam crawled into my lap and started a sweet makeout session. But everything immediately after that is a complete blank.
My first memory after Sam’s initial makeout session was that of Holly humping herself up and down my dick. She hadn’t been fucking me in my sleep or anything; I just don’t have a memory of exactly how we got started. I didn’t know then if Holly was the first girl I’d fucked that evening or if everyone else took a turn before her. All I could say was that one moment, I’d been fully clothed and holding Sam in my lap while she shoved her tongue down my throat. I closed my eyes, and when they opened the next moment I found myself buck naked with lime green-haired Holly slowly pulling her tongue out of my throat and grinning at me while my hands on her ass helped the beautifully buxom babe bounce her sweet pussy up and down my absolutely steel-hard prick.
Crackles of electricity surged through my limbs, fueling my muscles to make me feel like I had the strength of ten men. I dug my nails a little painfully into Holly’s asscheeks, gripping her perky globes tight before I started bashing her light body against my lap over and over and over again while she threw her head back and wailed a euphoric aria of ecstasy.
At the sound of her climactic release, I stopped shaking her like a rag doll and instead pinned her down against my pelvic bone and vibrated her clit against my hardness. When Holly finally came down from her peak, she collapsed over my right shoulder and shuddered, whimpering softly.
“Holy shit, Matty,” the worn-out girl whined. “I forgot you could do that to me.”
I chuckled and rubbed her spine. “Other guys couldn’t satisfy you the same?”
Holly chuckled and picked her head up to kiss me quickly. “It’s only been a few weeks since Santa Cruz. There haven’t been any other guys since then. I told you: I’m not a slut.”
I shook my head. “Nuh-uh, you’re MY personal slut.”
“Mmm, absolutely.” Holly’s hazel eyes sizzled. “Will Master please blow a big juicy load into Zofi next so Personal Slut can suck out all his tasty sperm from her messy cunt?”
I blinked and for the first time realized Holly and I weren’t alone. Tunnel vision apparently was a bit of a side effect as well. Zofi sat right beside us, smirking just before she captured Holly’s head in her hands and leaned forward so the two gorgeous babes could swap spit. Only then did I realize that both girls were still wearing their prom dresses, so I figured it must’ve still been relatively early in the evening.
And only THEN did I realize I’d been sitting up against the headboard of the king-size bed in the suite’s master bedroom, with the door closed and only the three of us currently inside.
I blinked and took in my surroundings. “How did I get in here? And what happened to my clothes?”
Zofi and Holly looked at each other. “You don’t remember?” Zofi asked, a little concerned.
I shook my head in the negative.
“Exactly how much don’t you remember?” Zofi asked, a little more concerned.
I frowned. “How can I know what I don’t remember?”
Holly chimed in, “Well, what’s the last thing you DO remember?”
“Making out with Sam on the couch immediately after she gave me the pills.”
The girls exchanged a glance.
“You passed out on the couch mid-way through making out with Sam,” Holly explained. “She got a little worried, saying, ‘Well THAT wasn’t supposed to happen.’ But just when the rest of us gathered around and began to freak out, you woke up, complained about being super-hot and thirsty, and started taking off your clothes right there in the living room.”
I blinked. “I did?”
Zofi nodded and grinned. “You had a wicked erection already, and Neevie looked ready to jump you. But you just staggered into the kitchen, drank like a gallon of water, and then meandered straight back here into the bedroom and passed out.”
I blinked again. “I did?”
“Sam volunteered to stay with you,” Zofi continued. “We left the door open in case she needed help, and everyone went back to the living room to take a few minutes to chill out.”
“I figured it was a good time to start drinking,” Holly added. “So I started bartending and the girls managed to relax.”
Zofi giggled. “That’s when Sam started screaming.”
I shot upright. “WHAT?”
“Relax.” Zofi held out a hand. “You know she’s a screamer. You woke up and started fucking her.”
I blinked. “I do NOT remember doing that.”
Zofi and Holly were both laughing, and since I was still buried inside Holly, her inner muscles were doing wonderful things to my dick.
Zofi explained. “We all went to investigate. You were on top of her just pounding away like an animal. Didn’t even bother to take her dress off. She came twice, and then you rammed all the way in and started cumming inside her. She cuddled you for like a minute, but then frowned and rolled you off of her. You’d passed out again.”
My eyes got big. “I did?”
“Sam got up in a huff and stormed out complaining about how nobody in the history of histories ever fell asleep while fucking Aphrodite or something, PLUS you fell asleep on her mid-kiss earlier. Belle went after her whining about the creampie. And Holly and I came in to keep an eye on you.”
I blinked, grabbed Holly’s hips, and gyrated her around my still erect pole. “How did we end up like this?”
Holly grinned. “Well, even unconscious, your dick was still so big and hard and wet with Sam’s juices still on you that I just had to get my mouth around that bad boy. A minute later, you woke up again, I climbed aboard, and voila, here we are.”
I made a face. “Am I gonna pass out if I cum again?”
Zofi shrugged. “Only one way to find out.” And then she kissed me.
****
I didn’t pass out again. Well, I didn’t pass out again right away. I think I made it through two hours and miraculously had like six or seven more ejaculations before passing out, and by then most of the girls had passed out as well.
After Holly dismounted my dick, she and Zofi took their time peeling each other out of their dresses with lots of French kissing and pawing at each other’s body for my benefit and theirs. Hell, I think Zofi just really liked making out with Holly whether I was watching or not. But eventually Zofi lay back across the mattress while I stood on the floor at the foot of the bed and entered her that way. After entry, I raised both of her long, lithe legs over my right shoulder, pumping her steadily while Holly went for a tongue-ride while facing back at me so the lime green-haired girl and I could make out and complete our triangle of high school lust.
The girls each came before we changed positions, this time with Zofi reclining back on her elbows while Holly bent face-down over the foot of the bed, furiously munching out the lissome brunette’s wet box while I thumped Personal Slut’s firm buttcheeks with my thighs every time I slammed my schlong into her superb snatch from behind.
Finally, I wound up slumped back against the headboard with a few pillows propping my lower back. Zofi lay back against my chest and turned her head to the side so we could kiss with surprising tenderness while I stroked every inch of her naked body (paying extra-special attention to her perky D-cup tits). Her feet were planted atop my spread thighs as she humped herself up and down my throbbing dick with Holly’s agile tongue alternately licking Zofi’s clit, my imbedded shaft, and occasionally my dangling balls. Every now and again, Zofi would pull up high enough that Holly could grab my dick and fuck her face with it a few times before feeding me back into Zofi’s heavenly box.
In the end, I gave Zofi the cream filling she desired. Or was it that Holly desired? Regardless, Personal Slut slurped out my seed, crawled up Zofi’s and my stacked bodies, and made a Zofi sandwich while sharing her liquid gold with the panting brunette mouth-to-mouth.
And I didn’t pass out! Yay!
Also, my dick was nowhere NEAR going down. But rather than continue to monopolize the only penis in the Penthouse Suite, Zofi and Holly led me outside into the living room with its two sitting areas, and we discovered a wicked hot five-girl orgy in progress.
Turned out, I DIDN’T have the only penis in the Penthouse Suite. I mean, of COURSE Sam brought Matty Junior, but over by the two sofas there was also a distinct buzzing sound emanating from Alice’s loins while Mari’s right elbow pistoned back and forth rather suspiciously.
Apparently lacking confidence in her date’s bedroom capabilities, Holly had brought “Bob” along in her purse. I would discover later, long after I’d recovered higher brain function, that Holly’s longest and most consistent relationship had been with her “Battery-Operated Boyfriend”. She had removed her panties and just started demonstrating his capabilities earlier in the evening when Sam’s orgasmic screaming had drawn away everyone’s attention.
So anyway, Belle was wearing Matty Junior having a grand old time banging Naimh from behind on the sectional while the Irish redhead ate out Sam. And Mari of course was using Bob to explore every inch of Alice’s cunt at the same time.
Alice looked at me through fluttering eyelids. “I… think… I might… survive… UCLA… without you… after all…,” she murmured, “if I… can get… one of these…”
Holly piped up. “Hey Mari, push it in her and lick her clit at the same time.”
The lovely Latina grinned and bent over. The way Alice suddenly grabbed Mari’s head and mashed it down on her crotch proved verification enough.
Meanwhile, Belle noticed our arrival and immediately started unbuckling herself from her artificial equipment. “He’s up!”
Holly laughed and batted my erection, which bounced right back like one of those stand-up punching bags on springs to make it always return to position. “I don’t think he’s even capable of going down for a while.”
My pint-sized fireball didn’t bother to reply. She just launched herself into my arms, wrapped her legs around my waist, and started raining kisses down on my face. “Please, Matty…” Belle husked with desperate need. “I need you in me. Now, Matty, now!”
Getting a grip of her butt, I centered Belle’s pussy over my rock-hard erection. It was a simple matter to get her entrance lined up, and she exhaled a blissful sigh as I let gravity help me yank her down. She was copiously wet and stretched enough for me to assume something had gotten into her pussy before me tonight, and yet I was keenly aware of how incredibly tight she felt, as if there simply might not be enough room inside her body cavity to fit me.
This of course made no sense, as I’d fucked Belle hundreds of times by now. It was only when I shifted my grip to hold her ass better when I realized my hand had brushed against a hard projection where her anus should be.
Well of course she’d wear it tonight, I thought to myself. I could already visualize the sight of the silver circle and flat blue crystal.
Belle giggled when she realized I’d made my discovery. She clutched my neck and whispered into my ear. “I wonder if I can talk Zofi into giving you her last cherry. Then you can have all seven of our asses tonight.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Not tonight. I think it’s gonna be crazy enough without needing anything like that.”
“Maybe someday.”
I chuckled. “Someday.”
In the meantime, I let my impish pixie hang onto me like a koala bear while I walked around the room. Sam and Zofi were making out on the sectional. Holly was riding Alice’s face while the Korean girl held Bob in her hands, pumping the vibrator in and out of her own cunt. Naimh and Mari were tribbing on the floor.
Eventually, I planted Belle’s back against the wall and rammed myself into her over and again while she squealed and shuddered, her already tight pussy feeling absolutely incredible from the weight of gravity and the reduced space because of the butt plug. She finally screeched and thrashed about in the throes of orgasmic release, and afterwards I spun us around and planted her on her back across one of the big ottomans, slow-dicking her snug snatch as she came down from her climactic peak.
Finally, I reached down to pick up Mari, who was lying flat on her back on the floor panting at the ceiling as she came down from her own most recent orgasm. I scooped her in my arms, carried her bridal style back into the master bedroom, and lay her across the mattress.
“Buenas noches, senorita,” I greeted while boarding the luxurious Latina vessel. “Having a good time?”
“Mmm, better now that you’re here,” she sighed happily while feeling me slide inch after inch of thick cock into her buttery cunt. “But truthfully, it’s already been such an incredible night.”
I grinned and gave her a quick kiss. I’d now sunk my dick into all seven of the girls (even if I couldn’t actually remember sex with Sam) and cum five times since climbing into the limo this afternoon. And yet I still felt as fresh as a daisy with plenty of electrical energy still pulsing through my veins. “This night is FAR from over,” I assured Mari.
And then I FUCKED her.
****
What followed was not the greatest orgy of my life, but I’d be hard-pressed to think of one that was more… inventive.
By now all seven of the girls had been sexually satisfied. That’s not to say they wanted to stop or anything, but with their initial orgasms out of the way, the goal had shifted from “How can I get a great orgasm?” into “How many different ways can the eight of us have sex in this Penthouse Suite?”
It turned out, there were a LOT of ways we could have sex in the Penthouse Suite.
It started with the girls forming a literal line to give me a blowjob. I got parked in one of the high-backed armchairs while the girls decided on alphabetical order. The rules were: No hands and no kneeling. That meant that Alice, Belle, Holly, Mari, Naimh, Sam, and Zofi lined up straight in front of me, all of them making sure their hair was tied up and out of the way. Alice clasped her hands behind her back, spread her feet out wide, and bent over at the waist to bob her head up and down my dick, humming and moaning for exactly one minute trying not to lose her balance. And then once the timer ran out, Belle stepped forward and did the same.
Holly actually kept losing her balance. She wanted to try and get me to cum in her mouth (to no avail), so she fucked her face on me a little too vigorously and in the end, Mari had to hold her hands from behind to help Holly stop falling over.
Mari, of course, was able to slam her face up and down with aplomb, having no difficulty cramming my ridiculously hard dick into her throat with each plunge while maintaining perfect balance. Naimh and Sam followed suit, both of them deep-throating me but neither of them doing so quite as repetitively as Mari.
And then Zofi stepped forward, silky dark locks tied back, dangling earrings chiming, and she gave me a smoky look as she kept her legs together and neatly bent at the waist, maintaining a perfect dancer’s balance without needing to spread her feet apart.
I groaned and resisted the urge to grab her head. I watched, hypnotized by the rhythmic way Zofi made love to my cock with her mouth. She never tried to cram me into her throat nor suck me with incredible power. She simply pleasured me, and after already getting blown by six girls before her (not to mention that I hadn’t ejaculated since giving Zofi the cream filling that Holly slurped out), I relaxed my core muscles and allowed myself to let go.
Zofi sensed my impending eruption when I moaned in a particularly keening tone. Rather than remain upright in that bent over position, she swiftly dropped to her knees, fisted my shaft, and pumped my prick rapidly while parking her gorgeous face directly in front of my pulsing cockhead. She stared up at me with those brilliant blue eyes, and I visualized in my mind’s eye covering her face with my creamy cum.
As the pleasure came to a crescendo, I closed my eyes and let my head fall back. A moment later, Zofi must’ve started shaking her head, because I heard the distinct chimes of her dangling earrings clinking together louder than ever. The sound set me off, and I opened my eyes to stare straight at her exquisite beauty. And I roared as my spitting schlong started spraying strings of sticky semen that covered her from forehead to chin.
Matty’s Little Cumslut went after her, of course. Holly too, actually, and the pair of them wound up making out with each other as they shared my tasty jizz.
Still, my dick wouldn’t go down.
Sam, Mari, Alice, and Naimh set themselves up on the big sectional couch, but they weren’t exactly seated. Instead, the four of them lay on their backs with their knees pulled to their chests. Sam had “Bob” in her hands and was currently rubbing her own clit with it while calling for me to come fuck the shit out of her. And when I got off the armchair and went over to her, she handed Bob over to Mari and let the lusty Latina buzz herself with the vibrator while I started pumping my prick in and out of Aphrodite’s pussy.
Zofi, Belle, and Holly were quick to line up as well. There were only six cushions on the sectional, so Holly wound up on an ottoman. Still, it made for an amazing sight to see seven naked teenage hotties on their backs like stranded turtles waiting for me to come ravage them.
I fucked each of the girls in turn, although we didn’t use a timer. When I switched over to Mari, she handed Bob over to Alice. When I switched over to Alice, Bob ended up with Naimh, and so forth. I was intent on making each of them cum on my cock before I moved on, and since each of them had been primed before my arrival, accomplishing my goal proved surprisingly easy.
When I started on Naimh, Sam got up and fastened Matty Junior around her waist. She then started following me, banging her prosthetic dong into Mari while I was working on Naimh. Sam then started fucking Alice while I hammered away at Zofi.
Belle’s super-tight pussy almost made me cum, but not quite. The way she screeched and squealed beneath me like a stuck piglet worked my dick over to the point that I barely managed to hold out. But at last she collapsed and went limp beneath my heaving body. And I had to count to ten before withdrawing my overworked dick from her sodden snatch.
Over on the ottoman, Holly welcomed me with open arms and legs. She clutched all four limbs around my body and practically fucked ME instead of the other way around, using all of her energy to thrust herself up against my invading pole. Already at my limit, I desperately strained trying to make her cum before me. But in the end her rapid humping drew out my ejaculation, and I made one final plunge, penetrating my pulsing prick deep into the depths of her sweet snatch as I spilled slippery sperm into the lime-haired girl’s quivering quim.
Turned out, I was worried for nothing. I’d forgotten I actually did have a magic dick tonight and I didn’t go soft at all. So after pausing for a minute to catch my breath, I dug my toes into the floor and started hammering away at Holly beneath me. And within minutes I had her screaming her pretty little head off as she came as well.
That’s when things started getting REALLY crazy.
The girls wanted to try a seven-girl stack. Sam volunteered to be on the bottom since it was her insane idea in the first place. She bent over the foot of the king-size bed and then Naimh lay flat on top of her, careful to position her pussy so that it would remain accessible. Mari went on top of Naimh, and then Holly, and then Alice. Zofi and her long legs were just barely able to reach the mattress while stacked on top of the other five, and Belle’s short limbs didn’t have a chance in hell from the very top. I actually had to pick her up and put her up there. Actually, I’d had to help Alice and Zofi too.
“Hurry up, Matty!” Sam called while I was still getting Belle in position.
“We’re not gonna be able to hold this,” Alice remarked pessimistically.
“You bitches need to start dieting,” Naimh groaned.
“Hurry UP, Matty!” Sam repeated.
Nobody was going to have an orgasm in this position. We were doing it just for the sake of doing it. So I quickly plugged into Sam and gave her three or four thrusts. Then, I pulled out and pumped Naimh a handful of times. Mari got three thrusts, Holly got three thrusts, and when I planted my right leg atop the mattress in order to elevate high enough to reach Alice’s pussy, I apparently shifted the surface of the mattress enough to introduce inherent instability in the ad hoc tower of seven girls. Holly felt herself tilting to the right, so she leaned left. Her weight started pulling Mari over to the left, who tried to shift back to the right. Sam started groaning about how she couldn’t breathe, and SHE squirmed a little trying to relieve the pressure against her lungs (massive 36DD tits crushed beneath her chest didn’t help), and after I pulled out of Alice, the whole stack of girls toppled over. Zofi and Belle at the top screamed as loudly as if they’d been on a skyscraper rollercoaster as they fell, and I’m surprised nobody got an accidental elbow in the face.
“Eh, worth a shot,” Sam sighed once she caught her breath. Her ass was still at the edge of the bed, so I separated her garters-and-stocking-clad legs, slotted my dick, and swiftly pushed inside her. Naimh was right next to her, and the redhead leaned over to start suckling on Sam’s big breast before nibbling her way up to kiss Sam’s lips instead. Meanwhile, Mari on the other side started slurping on Sam’s pink nipple while also waggling her bubble butt at me. I popped two fingers into Mari’s pussy from behind and looked up to find the other four girls were similarly making out with each other, fingering each other, and licking whatever they could get their tongues on.
Belle was flat on her back, whimpering and moaning while holding Zofi’s head in her crotch. Holly had Alice bent over the side of the bed, fingerbanging the Korean girl while giving her a rimjob. I pulled out of Sam and took a step to the side, pumping myself into Mari from behind. Naimh then crawled over and flipped upside down, sliding herself into a sixty-nine position to lick at Mari’s pussy and play with my balls at the same time while Mari dropped her face into the Irish girl’s red-trimmed muff.
At one point, all eight of us were crawling all over each other on top of the bed. I had been pumping Alice from behind when I got physically pulled out and rolled over onto my back. I’m pretty sure it was Naimh who sank her pussy down on me, but I couldn’t be positive because Holly climbed onto my face and dropped her puffy pink pussy onto my lips. Belle was sucking at Holly’s tits above me while Sam French-kissed the lime-haired girl. And when Sam finally dragged Holly off me so they could fall to the side, I looked down and saw that Mari had started riding me instead.
I eventually got to my knees and fucked Zofi from behind while she was parked straight on top of Alice, the two of them making out. I swapped pussies down to Alice for a while as well, and then Naimh parked herself on all fours beside us, waggling her ass invitingly. I pulled out of Alice and started pumping Naimh while the nympho redhead sucked on Mari’s big boobies. Mari, for her part, was flat on her back and holding Holly’s head in her crotch. Belle came over to kiss me before drawing me out of Naimh and pushing me onto my back. And then my impish pixie mounted up, happily riding me while Sam scooted up behind her to play with Belle’s perky titties and also swap spit.
I finally came in… someone. I actually don’t know who. I only know it wasn’t Zofi, because she was riding my face at the time and blocking my view. Girls were laughing and giggling, and I thought I heard Belle arguing with someone about snowballing. By then my arms, legs, and abs were finally getting wiped out. Whatever chemical concoction had been in those pills Sam gave me, even the crackles of electric energy coursing through my veins had started to die out.
But as tired as I felt, my dick was still rock hard, and I wound up in the middle of the bed as the girls cleared out of the way to mount me one-by-one just for the sake of doing so. They went reverse alphabetical this time, starting with Zofi and ending with Alice, but none of us even had an orgasm. There was no need. By this point, we were doing shit just for the sake of doing it.
After that, we all lay in one big pile of spent and sweaty bodies. Alice didn’t dismount my dick; she merely bent over and rested atop my chest. Belle cuddled along one side of me, and then Holly on the other. Sam, Naimh, Mari, and Zofi found space as well, and I don’t think anybody even moved for five minutes.
Still, my dick wouldn’t go down. Eventually the mound of mingled flesh broke up, and I wound up sitting upright at the edge of the bed with my heels propped on the wood bedframe. Sam was flat on her back beside me, tits up and a coy smile on her face.
“Having fun?” she asked.
I grinned. “Of course. I’m tired, but I’m having fun.”
“I’m trying to think of more stuff to do.”
“We’ve covered quite a lot so far, haven’t we?”
Sam thought about that, but a moment later she scooted her head a little further off the bed so that her head hung upside-down over the edge, and she gaped her mouth open invitingly.
I chuckled and shook my head. “You’re insatiable.”
“It’s a special night,” she replied before gaping her mouth open again.
So I dismounted the bed and turned around. Sam reached up to take hold of my dick with one hand and my ass with the other, guiding my cockhead between her lips while I reached forward to play with her big boobies. She moaned while accepting my dick into her throat, and I slowly fucked her face for about a minute before Naimh flopped over right next to Sam, similarly upside-down with her mouth gaping open.
Belle and Zofi were quick to lie down with their heads hanging over the edge, but there was only so much room on the bed. But once Sam and Naimh had their turns, they got out of the way and Zofi and Mari quickly took their places. In the end, Alice went last, although I didn’t try to probe her throat. I just played with her tits and fucked her face a bit before looking up to find Sam the only other one in the room waiting for us.
After we got up, Sam led me by the hand back into the living room. The very first thing I saw was Belle’s butt plug, because at the precise angle I entered the room, that blue crystal in the plug’s hilt sparkled in the light. Only after I noticed the butt plug did I realize Belle’s wasn’t the only ass staring back at me. Naimh, Mari, Belle, and Holly were all lined up in a row, face-down and ass-up along the cushions of the big sectional couch. Zofi still had her fingers in Holly’s ass, lubing it up.
Alice squealed and sprinted forward to leap into the air and land on all fours right next to Holly, wiggling her ass in the air saying, “Hurry up and do me, Zofi.”
“Holy crap,” I muttered. I mean, I should’ve expected we’d eventually get to this point in the orgy, but it was still quite an amazing sight to see.
Sam squeezed my hand.
“It’s a special night.”
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Greg Coleman
God DAMN this is the hottest massive orgy scene since Pledge Initiation
