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BTC: Chapter 10 (Posting Version)
🕑 Added 2021-06-11 15:58:25 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 10: Chinatown --
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“Ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh!” Sam grunted rhythmically.
“Soooo fucking hot.”
“Ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh!”
“Spank her ass!” Belle moaned. “Spank that phat ass!”
Okay, NOW we’re caught up.
At Belle’s behest, I started spanking Sam’s phat ass. The busty blonde bombshell bent over before me groaned with every slap, and the cunt clenches accompanying each impact assuaged any fears I might’ve had about hurting her.
“Grab her tits. Yank back on them when you drive your dick way deep inside her.”
Sam moaned and whimpered as I started manhandling her mammaries.
“Fucking A you two are so hot,” Belle moaned. “Speed up a little. Really hammer her.”
“Fuuuck… Fuuuck…” Sam started whining as I did as ordered. "So hard… So good…"
“You gonna cum again, bitch?" Belle continued. "You're just a busty blonde plaything for Matty, aren't you? You're just a pair of big tits and a tight pussy for this gorgeous stud's cock, huh? You gonna cream all over that big dick in your cunt? Huh? Spank her ass again, Matty! Spank it!”
<thwack> <thwack>
“Lean over, hold her head down, and really pound that pussy!”
With a shrug, I bent forward, planted my hand on the back of Sam’s head, and put extra oomph into my abs.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Sam’s moans were slightly muffled with her face mashed into the mattress.
“Fucking FUCK you two are so hot. Harder, Matty! Harder! Ream her out! Drive that big dick deep into the horny slut! Harder! Fuck that slut HARDER!"
“AAAAAUUUGGGGH!!!” Sam screamed, her cunt clenching as she came around my cock.
“See that? She just fucking came,” Belle crowed. “I think she liked me calling her a slut! Are you a slut, Sam? Are you a slut for Matty’s cock? Huh? Tell us you're a slut for Matty's cock.”
“Yes! Yes! I’m a slut for Matty’s cock!” Sam howled, twisting her face to the side even as I kept holding her head down against the mattress. “Fuck! I think I’m cumming again!!! AAAAAUUUGGGGH!!!”
“Hngh! Hngh! Hngh!” I grunted from the exertion of continuing to hammer the hell out of her, riding the wave of Sam’s orgasm and powering my way through it.
“Hey Sam? Have you ever put anything in your butt?” Belle asked out of the blue.
“Wait, WHAT?” Sam froze up and twisted her head out of my grasp so she could look back at both of us in a panic.
Belle immediately started laughing and said, “Just asking. Just asking. I’m not about to tell Matty to slam it into your backdoor without warning or anything.”
Sam nodded, but looked a little rattled nonetheless. Our rhythm had been thrown off, but she set her head back down and closed her eyes when I re-started my thrusts.
Belle leaned into me and whispered, “Spread her cheeks and slip your thumb into her asshole.”
I blinked in surprise, but Belle widened her eyes and gestured quite pointedly with her gaze to Sam’s upturned ass. With a shrug, I let my hands roam all over the globes of the blonde’s buttcheeks, gave her another couple of slaps, and used both hands to push outward, exposing the Aussie girl’s winking anus. With an arched eyebrow at Belle, I then licked my thumb and applied gentle pressure to Sam’s sphincter.
“FUCK ME DEAD!” Sam squealed as my thumb penetrated half an inch.
“KEEP FUCKING HER!” Belle yelled at me, and I responded by ramming my hips back and forth with forceful urgency.
"FUCK-FUCK-FUCK!” Sam howled, her hips shaking side to side while I tried to hold on. But she ALSO kept fucking back and forth, not trying to pull off my thumb, instead hammering herself wildly in wobbly orbits back at me. After only thirty seconds or so, though, I went one way while her butt went the other, and my thumb popped out.
Sam stopped thrashing once her butt was free. Gasping for breath, she managed to calm down after a few seconds and then suddenly whipped her head back to glare at us. “Try that shit out on your own arse!” the angry blonde snapped.
I pointed straight at Belle. The little pixie had both hands over her mouth to cover her laughter, but after a second she dropped the hands and commented, “You seemed to like that, actually.”
Sam rolled her eyes and shook her head, muttering, “It surprised me, for sure. Just…” Her voice trailed off as she visibly shivered for a second, and then she looked back at me. “We’ll try that again sometime… when -I- say so, yeah?”
I nodded immediately.
“As for YOU,” Sam stated a little coldly, staring straight at Belle. “You owe me one. You’ve been barking orders for the past ten minutes, now it’s my turn for a not-so-subtle suggestion.”
Belle, still chuckling, responded, “Yeah, what’s that?”
“Every time I’ve seen you blow him, you always swallow it,” Sam explained. “And then of course you licked up all the jizz that leaked out of my cunt. Clearly, you get a naughty thrill tasting his cum.”
Belle shrugged. “Yes, I do.”
Sam grinned. “This time, I wanna see him cum on your FACE.”
****
I should explain why Sam wanted to see me bust my nut all over Belle’s face. You see, she’d already seen me do it to everyone else, many times before we’d even started blowjobs, including Zofi and Alice.
But not Belle.
Naimh had been the first facial, that Friday when Sam gave me my first-ever titfuck. The magnificent redhead had jacked me with her hands, given me my second-ever titfuck, and eventually parked her face beneath my cockhead, pumping my prick until it poured creamy cum all over her pretty face.
Sam had taken my second-ever facial during a study break the following week when she duplicated Naimh’s maneuver.
Mari was next, on a Thursday in Belle’s bed. She was lying down and had me straddle her chest to hump myself between her upthrust cleavage while she mashed her amazing Double-Ds around my shaft to create a tunnel of titflesh. When I groaned and exploded, there really wasn’t anywhere else for the cum to go except all over her face, although she did get a pearl necklace in the process as well.
Zofi gave it a try a week later, although she wasn’t the one actually stroking my cock. Instead, Sam sat behind me on the couch in a spoon position, her legs to either side of mine while she gave me a “reach around” and jacked me off all over Zofi’s pretty face. The lovely brunette stuck her tongue out, licked up everything she could reach, and then beamed at the dazed expression on my face. She also crooked a finger to Sam to come around for a kiss, the two of them swapping my sperm between their mouths for about a minute, really putting on a show for their audience.
Alice… well… Alice was an accident. Sam came up with the idea to have three of them jacking my cock at once and invited Alice and Zofi to join her while scooting around to the side. There wasn’t really enough room for three hands, but the girls were laughing and having such a good time that they didn’t seem to mind, and it was joy for me to watch them. Then Sam dropped her hands to squeeze my balls instead, and I just sort of went off without warning. Alice had been in the middle, and the first two shots hit her right in the face, one over her right eye and the second across her lips. She probably got a little bit in her mouth as well. So you can understand why she dove away from my potential “grenade explosion” that first day the girls started trying blowjobs.
But not Belle.
In all fairness, part of that had to do with a lack of opportunity on Belle’s part. After Mari first jacked me off all over her stomach what felt like eons ago, the rest of the girls had become keenly interested in making me pop. While I had been happy to let the other five of them do whatever they wanted to me until I shot creamy man-goo wherever they happened to point me, I’d still had that mental block preventing me from getting comfortable with the idea of Belle… my little Annabelle… doing the same. So in plain simple fact, she didn’t have her hands on my dick nearly as often as the others.
Obviously, things had changed a lot since then, and of course I had no trouble now with letting my sweet, perfect Annabelle slam her pretty little face down on my dick until I spewed a load of spooge straight into her stomach. But even so, after all this time, including those two weeks when Belle was giving me blowjobs without the others knowing about it, I’d never cum on Belle’s face. I’d busted on her tits a few times, but never on her face. I mean, she really DID enjoy swallowing my loads after all, so… perhaps that would explain the lack of facials. But bottom line: No, I'd never done it.
“Really? Never? You two didn't even do it in private?” Sam asked in surprise while riding me reverse-cowgirl. I was sitting back against my headboard, semi-reclined with my pillows supporting my lower back. Having paused after the impromptu thumb-in-the-butt thing, the three of us had changed positions and Belle now sat cross-legged beside us on the bed. She’d stripped off her shirt and bra to make sure she wouldn’t get her clothes stained when we finally got around to the act in question.
Belle shrugged. “Ask him. He’s had enough opportunities.”
“Wait, what?” I squawked. “No I haven’t. You just always swallow it.”
Belle rolled her eyes. “I gave you lots of chances in the beginning once I started blowing you. You just always wanted to cum on my tits or watch me swallow it.”
I frowned. “You’re the one with my dick in your hands. You could’ve made me spurt on your face anytime you wanted.”
“It wasn’t whether or not -I- wanted it,” Belle countered. “Twice in the beginning, you stood over me stroking your own dick while I parked my face beneath it, eyes closed and mouth gaping, the way Neevie always does for you. I can see in your eyes how much you love giving her a facial. But both times with me, you aimed yourself lower and gave me a pearl necklace instead.”
I blinked and stopped humping up into Sam’s pussy. She kept going though, undulating herself around my fuckstick on her own. “Really?”
Belle shrugged. “I figured it was part of your mental block. Like, ‘I can’t defile my sweet Annabelle by cumming on her face. It’s degrading.’ Or some such shit.”
“Oh…” I contemplated. “Hadn’t thought of that.”
Sam glanced back at me. “But you’ll do it now?”
“Uhhh, I guess so…”
Sam’s smile was all teeth. “Then I’ve got a better idea.”
I started to get worried. “What’s that?”
“You’ve gotta do it for the first time on Wednesday night, in front of all the girls. We’re gonna tease you all day, the way we used to do. We’re gonna rub ourselves on you, put our hands on you, put our mouths on you, but never let you cum. We’re gonna build up a massive load, until your balls are swollen like grapefruits. And THEN you’re gonna fuckin’ COVER Belle’s face with your cum.”
Belle was giggling. “Works for me.”
“Uhhh… okay…” I said quietly, processing all that. “I guess that can be a plan for Wednesday. But then what am I gonna do with this load?”
Sam pondered that and shrugged. “You can cum on MY face. Or you can cum on my tits, and Belle can still lick it all up.” She grinned, clearly enjoying the idea of the pretty girl licking her boobs.
“I’ve got a better idea,” Belle intoned in a heavy voice, her eyes sizzling.
“What’s that?” Sam asked.
“I want him to cum inside you again. And then?” Belle grinned wolfishly. “I wanna suck it back out.”
“Oh, shit,” I grunted as I started cumming right then and there.
****
Mother had not yet come home when we emerged from my bedroom around 8:30pm. She didn’t usually come home before nine or ten o’clock on weekdays, but after the last couple of times she’d surprised me, I couldn’t count on that being the case every time. Sam didn’t seem to really care, with her “she already knows we’re fucking” attitude, but Belle seemed to be pretty relieved.
We walked Sam to the door, and when she realized Belle wasn’t leaving yet, she gave me a look and lamented, “Why couldn’t you live next door to ME?” She turned to Belle and added, “You have NO idea how jealous I am of you right now.”
Belle blushed and replied, “Yeah, I’ve been hearing that a lot lately.”
Sam reached her arms out to me for a hug. She kissed me firmly, full of affection but no more passion. Her lust had been sated for now. She kept us kissing long enough for me to start feeling awkward about Belle standing next to us, so I broke the kiss first. Sam’s lips followed after mine for a second before she sighed and pulled back. And from only inches away, she looked up at me with her big brown eyes and murmured softly, “Love you…”
I murmured right back, “Love you, too.”
She gave me a brave smile, waved to Belle, and turned to leave.
After the door was shut, Belle arched her eyebrow at me and said dryly, “‘Love you, too’?”
I blushed and shrugged. “What? She said it first.”
“You still said it back.”
I blinked. “Are you jealous?”
“Well you DID say you were in love with ME.”
“I am.”
“Are you in love with Sam, too?”
“No.” I shook my head. “But I do care about her a lot. I love all of the BTC girls in their own way.”
“Neevie?” Belle asked with eyes narrowed. She knew how long I’d wanted to be with the busty Irish girl. She knew how much I’d always wanted to be with ‘the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen’.
“I…” My voice trailed off as I sighed. “She respects The Rule.”
“That’s not an answer.”
I rolled my eyes. “Are you really jealous over Neevie? I haven’t even had sex with her.”
“Yet.”
“I wanna fuck Neevie really, really bad, yes. But you’re my Annabelle. Nothing’s ever gonna change that.”
Belle pursed her lips together, waggling her head as she weighed that, and seemed to let it pass. She took me by the hand and led me into the living room where we both flopped down onto a couch together, her petite body nestled against my left side with my arm wrapped around her.
“So…” she began slowly. “THAT just happened.”
“Mmm-hmm,” I mumbled, reviewing the past hour and a half in my mind. I would have called the memories great spank bank material, but the way things were shaping up, I wasn’t sure I’d ever have to masturbate again for the rest of my life.
Belle looked up at me curiously. “Which part are you thinking about right now?”
I snorted. “You kidding me? The ending, of course. Watching you suck my cum out of Sam’s cunt.”
“Ah.” Belle’s eyes unfocused, as she seemed to be revisiting that moment as well.
I’ll never forget the sight. Sam: the beautiful busty blonde buck naked and lying back against my headboard beside me, knees up and legs spread to the sides while she cupped and fondled her own tits. Belle: the petite strawberry-blonde having tied up her hair into a ponytail to ensure her long locks wouldn’t obscure the view, topless and beautiful, with her face in Sam’s crotch and her long tongue scooping globs of creampie out from the other girl’s snatch.
My pseudo “little sister” had been tentative at first, biting her lip and pausing twice during her approach. I already knew from Sam’s confession that it wasn’t the first time she’d been eaten out by another girl, but I was pretty sure it was Belle’s first time licking pussy, unless she’d somehow managed to bend over and do herself. Moments later, I found myself reassessing that conclusion when the first dollop of cream emerged from Sam’s sodden snatch and Belle struck like a scorpion, slurping up every single speck of semen she could seize.
Sam had gone a little crazy at the attention. At first she threw her head back, moaning and writhing while squeezing her own tits and running her hands over her own face and neck. A minute later, she twisted, grabbed my head, and yanked my face to hers so she could shove her tongue down my throat. And even though I’d already cum twice and had gone limp, she grabbed my sensitive dick and balls as if trying to work me up for round 3.
But after only a minute, Sam left my dick alone and focused on Belle’s cunnilingus. I was gawking at Belle too, as my pint-sized pixie was starting to really get into it with enthusiasm and confidence. And the sight nearly did get me hard again.
Two minutes after that, Sam grabbed the back of Belle’s head, slammed it down against her crotch, and bucked her hips forward as she screamed in unholy Sapphic orgasm. After Belle slurped up the girlcum Sam had dumped on her face, Sam yanked Belle up by the armpits so she could kiss the cute pixie straight on the mouth before licking up her own nectar from the other girl’s chin and cheeks. And finally Sam collapsed in utterly complete exhaustion.
“Have you ever done that before?” I asked quietly, back in the here and now.
Belle was still daydreaming, and she replied, “Hmm?” distractedly.
“Going down on another girl. Was that your first time?”
“Oh, uh, yeah…” she muttered. Three seconds later, she frowned and looked up at me in surprise. “Wait, why would you think I’d done it before?”
I shrugged. “You seemed to make Sam pretty happy right away. Sorta looked like you knew what you were doing.”
Belle looked confused. “I wasn’t even trying to get her off. I just tried to suck up every drop of your cum I could get to.”
I laughed. “Well whatever you did, it worked like a charm. And for all I knew, you and Mari could’ve been experimenting with each other for a couple of years.”
Belle’s eyebrows went up as she mused on that. “The thought crossed my mind a few times. I mean, I’m not gay, but after hanging out with so many gorgeous girls who are constantly stripping away clothing and flaunting their sexuality for you…”
When her voice trailed off, I filled in for her, “You learned to appreciate a feminine body?”
“Something like that.” Belle gave me a nervous smile. “Still, I don’t think I would’ve ever had the nerve to go down on her like that if I hadn’t been going after your creampie.”
“You really did turn into a little cumslut, didn’t you?”
Belle shot me an indignant look. “Did you just call me a ‘cumslut’?”
“Uhhh… well…” I stammered, instantly defensive.
She laughed and tapped my chest. “I actually like it. I AM your cumslut. I certainly like the title better than ‘little sister’. Anytime, anywhere. I think I may suck another load out of you before I go home.”
“You’ve already gotten three loads today - TWO of them via Sam’s pussy.”
Belle giggled and shook her head. “Never would’ve thought I’d do that in a million years. Never really thought I’d eat another pussy, period. And yet, here we are.”
“Do you think you’d do it again?”
“What, go down on Sam? If she had your cum inside her again, maybe.”
“That can be arranged.”
She arched her eyebrow. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
I shrugged. “I’m a teenage boy who just had his first threesome. Of course I’d like to see it again.”
Belle frowned. “We didn’t actually have a threesome, did we?”
“Three people having sex together: Isn’t that a threesome by definition?”
“I thought it only counts as a threesome if the participants are all having sex at the same time. You know, like a girl in-between two guys, getting fucked and giving a blowjob at the same time. That sort of thing.”
“Well, if there are two girls parked side-by-side doggy-style, and the guy switches back and forth between them, isn’t that still a threesome? Even though all three of them aren’t physically connected?”
“I suppose…”
“Well that’s basically what we did. Sam was fucking me, and then she switched partners and you were eating her.”
“Fine, fine, it’s your first threesome.”
“Yours, too.”
“Well what about all the times one of us gave you blowjob while someone else sat on your face? That’s three people physically connected, right?”
“But I wasn’t fucking anyone. That’s not a real threesome either; more like a… a daisy chain.”
Belle snorted. “I guess… I suppose we’ll have to figure out an opportunity to have ‘proper’ threesome, then.”
I frowned. “I’m not letting you anywhere near another guy.”
She laughed. “Relax. Not interested in any guys but you. Not interested in anyone outside the BTC, for that matter.”
I leered at her. “That statement would seem to imply you ARE interested in other BTC girls, though, besides Sam. Anyone in particular? Mari? Zofi?”
Belle slapped my chest. “Pervert.”
“I’m YOUR pervert. And you’re dodging the question.”
“No comment.”
“C’mon. How about I seduce Mari into giving me her virginity where you can watch, I’ll blow a massive load of sperm inside her, and then I’ll pull her legs back so you can dive in and suck it all out?”
Belle groaned in obvious arousal and snuggled deeper against my side, “Matty…”
“Better yet, you can sit on my face watching while… uhhh… Neevie rides me cowgirl. We’d all be connected, so THAT would be a ‘proper’ threesome, right? And when I blow inside her you can roll her over and suck it all out.”
Belle giggled and started rubbing my thigh.
I leaned down, stroking her side, and whispered softly just above her ear. “I think Sam owes you now. I think I need to cum deep inside you, and then she’ll go down to suck all my jizz out of your pussy, but not swallow any of it. That way, she can crawl back up your naked body, mold her lips over yours, and snowball every last drop of Matty-cum back into your mouth.”
“Fuuuuuuck, you’re so BAD,” Belle moaned, pulling my hands up so that I would start fondling her breasts through her sweater.
“Of course, that would require revealing to Sam that we’re fucking,” I reasoned, pausing my fondling for a moment. “Is there a reason you didn’t tell her?”
Belle closed her eyes, trapping my hands against her breasts and directing them to resume fondling. With a sigh, she mumbled, “Just… didn’t really come up. You were too busy fucking her.”
“But you ARE gonna tell her, aren’t you?” I asked, pinching her nipples.
“Eventually…”
“Eventually? I’d have thought you’d be relieved to have someone else to confide in and share this with. She’s fucking me, you’re fucking me, neither of you has told the BTC yet…”
“Sam said she’s gonna tell Zofi soon, and then the cat will be out of the bag.”
“The final line will have been crossed,” I agreed.
“Mmm, I bet Neevie bangs you less than twenty-four hours after she finds out.”
I chuckled. “Wanna watch?”
“You know I do. I’ll bet she’s a tiger in the sack.”
“She has been in my fantasies.”
“Mmm, I’ll bet.”
I tried to slide a hand down into Belle’s jeans, couldn’t fit, and paused to un-button her and slide down the zipper. Then I was able to wriggle my fingers into her panties and gently press a finger inside to the second knuckle to gather some moisture, and Belle groaned at the touch.
I retracted. “Still sore?”
“Just a little, your finger was fine. Keep going.”
I went ahead and coated my fingertip, dragging it out to start rubbing her love button. “Maybe you shouldn’t tell Sam, even after the cat is out of the bag. We can surprise her, you know? I’ll cum inside her first while you’re watching. And then after you start going down on her to slurp out all my jizz, I’ll circle around behind you and push myself in. She’ll be distracted while you eat her, tossing her head left and right with her eyes closed. But then she’ll notice the rhythmic way your head keeps pushing back and forth against her pussy, and she’ll look up and see me pounding into you. It’ll blow her fucking mind. And hey, it’ll be a ‘proper’ threesome.”
“Fuck, you are REALLY bad,” Belle moaned, her head lolling side to side against my shoulder with her eyes closed as she imagined what I was telling her.
I squeezed her firm titty and rubbed her clit a little harder, moaning right back, “You love it, don’t you?”
“So naughty. I hate it. You bring out the worst in me, Matty.” She twisted in my embrace, hooked an arm behind my neck, and pulled me down for a searing, feverish kiss.
A moment later though, she broke the kiss to look up at me with those pale green eyes full of adoration. “I changed my mind. You bring out the BEST in me. I mean it. I love how close we’ve become now. I love YOU.”
“I love you, too.” And then we were kissing and fondling again.
We were still making out when I heard the garage door open. It was just after 9pm and Mother was home. Neither of us got up, although we stopped sucking each other’s face and Belle slid out of my lap so that she was merely sitting beside me, snuggled under my arm.
“Ah, Belle,” Mother greeted as she came inside and saw us. “Always nice to see you.”
Belle replied politely, and the three of us chit-chatted for two minutes until Mother excused herself to take a shower and change. We decided that was a good time for Belle to return home. It was still a school night, after all.
She gave me a sweet kiss at the door and said again, “I love you.”
My heart did backflips in my stomach, and I grinned happily as I replied, “I love you, too.”
****
Tuesday turned out to be a fairly quiet day for me. As the last school day before Thanksgiving break, the teachers seemed as eager to go home and start their vacations as we students, and of course nobody assigned any homework. With no reason to think about schoolwork, we technically didn’t have any reason to have an afternoon study session. And since the BTC already had plans to take a day trip together on Wednesday, it didn’t seem a big deal for us to skip any sort of get together Tuesday afternoon.
That worked out fine for me, actually. Belle and I had all that time for ourselves, and we wound up making out on her bed. Well, we didn’t stop at just kissing, of course. Her hand slipped into my shorts after the first ten minutes, she started giving me a blowjob, and then I told her I wanted to see her naked, so we BOTH got naked, and then I turned her around into a sixty-nine position, and I ate her out to a nice orgasm while managing to hold off on my own, and then Belle decided she wanted to try having sex again, so she straddled my hips, held my erection upright, and gingerly lowered herself down.
I noticed the way she winced and reached up to stop her. “Hey, if it hurts, you don’t have to.”
“No, it’s fine,” Belle muttered, her voice tight as she continued to sink. “It’s not that bad.”
“I don’t wanna hurt you.”
“I know, it’s fine,” she insisted. She was still super tight, but not skin-peelingly so. She was plenty warmed up this time, and quite wet, so to me this time it merely felt like putting on a glove that was a size too small, instead of my dick actually tearing her poor muscles on the way in.
A minute later Belle was fully seated. Sweating already from the strain, she sighed and collapsed onto my chest as if she’d just completed a marathon, panting shallowly.
I stroked her spine and held her tenderly, in no hurry to get myself off. But Belle was on a mission to satisfy me, so after she caught her breath, she clenched her teeth and started to move. It was hard for me to cum, actually, worried as I was about causing her pain. At the same time, I wanted to ejaculate as fast as possible, since she clearly wouldn’t accept anything less. In the end, I closed my eyes, concentrated on the way her snug pussy hugged my shaft from the inside, and imagined my cockhead splitting open to baste her womb with my baby batter.
Belle gave me a silly grin when I was done. She hadn’t orgasmed, not that she seemed to care; she was just happy to have satisfied me. And we went back to soft and tender kisses while my dick slowly shrank inside her, never quite coming out until ten minutes later when she finally pulled off and rolled over beside me. She even scooped some of my sperm out of her sodden snatch, popping my cum into her mouth and humming with relish. Maybe she really was a cumslut.
The two of us stayed naked in her room for the rest of the afternoon, cuddling, kissing, and talking. It was really nice. But eventually we had to get up to make dinner. And after the meal, we stepped out onto the front porch and closed the door so I could kiss her goodbye without her dad seeing us. This time I said, “I love you” first.
Belle beamed, kissed me again, and finally replied, “I love you, too.”
****
“Are we there yet?” Alice whined from the back row of my minivan, where she sat with Belle and Mari, the three of them being the shortest in height and therefore requiring the least amount of legroom. At least Alice could stretch her legs forward into the gap by the sliding door.
“Look out the window,” Sam commented from the middle row, where she sat alongside Zofi. “Do you see any buildings over forty stories tall right next to the van?”
Alice didn’t reply out loud to the rhetorical question, but through the rear-view mirror I could see her roll her eyes and make a face.
Sam answered her own question anyway. “No? Then we’re not there yet.”
I chuckled and kept my eyes on the road. We weren’t that far away, actually, at least in terms of mileage. It’s just that San Francisco traffic is a nightmare, even outside of downtown. And Alice was cranky being cooped up in the van watching the world go by at a snail’s pace.
Stop. Roll forward ten or fifteen feet. Stop again.
Rinse and repeat.
Ad nauseum.
I might’ve been pretty cranky too, actually. Stop-and-go traffic is worse on drivers than it is on passengers, but I was enjoying the company too much. It’s hard to feel cranky when you’ve got a smokin’ hot redhead in the seat next to you, flirting up a storm.
With a Wednesday off from school when most everyone’s parents were still working, the seven of us had loaded up in my minivan and driven up the Peninsula. We started by hiking from Sutro Baths along the Land’s End trail and down to China Beach. The weather was decent if not sunny. The fog had lifted enough that we actually had a pretty decent view of the ocean for a few miles out, and the air was cool but not overly chilly. The exercise had been invigorating but not strenuous, and the beach wasn’t too crowded at all.
We had a picnic on the beach, waded ankle-deep into the water, and even built a few sandcastles. It was nice to spend time with the girls the way I used to do before “sex things” became top priority. We talked, we played, and yeah, there was a little bit of kissing going on, but not a lot, despite Sam’s initial belief that the girls would spend all day teasing me and rubbing themselves up against me; perhaps being in public tempered their ardor. We acted like a group of seven friends, not lovers. It was fun.
Now we were driving downtown to visit Chinatown and play tourist. All of us had been there before, except for recent immigrant Naimh, which is why she got the front passenger “shotgun” seat beside me. We chatted about anything and everything, from food to holiday plans to reminiscing about the day’s activities and even Naimh’s taste in art. It probably took another ten minutes until those forty-plus-story skyscraper buildings surrounded us, and another ten minutes to find a metered parking spot, but that time passed by in the blink of an eye for me.
Time flies when you’re having fun, you see.
Everyone was eager to get out of the van and stretch their legs again, and the seven of us soon hit the pavement. I played tour guide for Naimh, pointing out all the sights and explaining what I knew about the history of the place. We took photos in front of landmarks and bought ginormous fortune cookies where you could write your own fortune and have them tuck it inside a warm cookie before they folded it into shape. Everywhere we went, the gorgeous Irish redhead held my hand and gave me lots of kisses. To an outside observer, we must’ve appeared to be a happy couple out on the town with some of our friends. I rather enjoyed the attention and wondered if this was what a relationship with her would feel like. If the other girls minded, they didn’t express it.
Naimh appeared to be on the same wavelength. We were walking down Grant Street hand-in-hand, heading for Dragon’s Gate to take some group photos when she leaned in and asked quietly, “Ever wish we could do this more often? Walk around town like any other romantic couple?”
“If I was your boyfriend, we could do this every weekend,” I replied back quietly.
“Don’t tempt me.” Naimh’s eyes glittered before she took a deep breath and sighed. The others were all walking ahead of us, intent on getting to our destination while the pair of us hung back enjoying each other’s company. She gestured forward with one hand, saying, “I could never do that to the girls. But even as just friends, it would be nice to at least do THIS a little more often.”
She squeezed my hand for emphasis, and I reached over with my other hand to rub her forearm tenderly. “Let’s at least enjoy today, huh?”
“Sounds like a plan.” She leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.
Continuing our Chinatown tourism, the seven of us popped in and out of little trinket shops, and Naimh bought a paper parasol painted with flowers while Mari got a pretty fan. Belle was eyeing a jade necklace, and feeling a little bad for how much time I’d spent thus far with Naimh, I quietly offered to buy it for her. She just rolled her eyes and walked away from me. A minute later Sam sidled alongside me, bumping my hip and giving me a quick wink. I went out of my way to flirt with her to feel like I was still being “in balance”, and Zofi as well. If Naimh minded, she certainly didn’t show it, and indeed seemed to welcome the girls’ presence. Their presence probably assuaged her guilt a little after monopolizing my attention all afternoon. And Sam and Zofi stayed with me and Naimh for the next thirty minutes or so.
We ate take-out dim sum and boba drinks. We hiked up to the Cable Car Museum and caught a ride downtown and then back. Naimh squeezed my hand and whispered naughty musings about finding a quiet corner so she could give me a blowjob. We walked all over the place and had a great time. In the end, everyone was a little footsore but quite satisfied with our trip by the time we finally returned to the minivan for the drive back home.
Because of the footsore part, everyone was pretty quiet as I focused on getting the van out of our metered parking spot and over to the main roads. But less than two minutes into the drive, Naimh turned around in her seat and began, “So… when are we gonna talk about these one-on-ones?”
The girls all looked at each other for a second, and then as one, they all turned to look right at Sam. The blonde sighed and put her hand across her forehead. “Do we have to talk about this now? Can’t it wait until we all get to Matty’s place? I’m tired.”
Naimh stared hard at her. “C’mon, on Monday you asked me to wait until Wednesday. It’s Wednesday. And we’re all stuck in the van until we get home. You have a better time?”
“I thought you were on your period anyway.”
“So? I want this resolved.”
“You can’t date him,” Sam cautioned. “The Rule is still The Rule.”
“I didn’t ask to date him, even though YOU already went on a date with him.”
“Then what do you want?”
“I want to FUCK him is what I want,” Naimh said a little heatedly. “But I’ll settle for an afternoon walking around someplace like Chinatown hand-in-hand and then doing whatever you two did after the wedding.”
Through the rear-view mirror I could see Sam and Zofi exchanging a look. I got the distinct impression that Sam had now told Zofi the truth, but I had to focus on not crashing the van for the next few minutes as I worked my way through heavy San Francisco traffic back to the freeway.
Sam glanced into the back seat. “This isn’t a dictatorship. If we’re having this discussion, what do the rest of you think?”
“How would one-on-ones work, anyway?” Alice asked. “We’re all friends, and I don’t want to do anything that would cut into the time we spend together as a group. Like, would one of us and Matty go up to his bedroom while the rest of us were studying downstairs in the afternoon? I don’t think I’d like that.”
Mari frowned. “How would we even organize that? Like, take turns? Make a schedule?”
“No, no, not happening,” Sam insisted. “Not during the school week at the very least. Don’t we all enjoy studying together as a group as often as we do? And like Alice said, one-on-ones would cut into that.”
“I think it’s best if we keep everything as normal as possible,” Belle suggested. “Weekdays we can study together like usual, but then we can open up a little flexibility on the weekends if someone wants, like you asking the rest of us if it would be okay to have him escort you to the wedding.”
“Isn’t that what we basically agreed to before the wedding anyway?” Zofi asked. “That one of us could borrow him to act as our boyfriend at some function or another?”
“I don’t have any functions to go to,” Naimh complained. “I just want to have him all to myself for a little while with nobody else around. Don’t get me wrong, I love sharing him with my friends, but--”
“But you want to corner him in a room with none of the rest of us watching,” Alice interrupted with a chuckle, “so you can finally seduce him the way you’ve always dreamed.”
Naimh sighed and deflated a little. She took a moment to look each of the other girls in the eyes, and then with a sad shake of her head she stated sincerely, “Yes I’ve been horny for Matty forever; that’s no secret. But I won’t be the one to betray the BTC. I won’t be that bitch. You’re my friends. You took me in when I was brand new to America and scared shitless. And as much as I obviously want him, this group means more to me than sex.”
Chagrined, Alice mumbled, “I retract my comment.”
Naimh laughed and shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. You’re one of my best friends here, but we have totally opposite views about how far we want to go with him. You’ve told me many times you’re not ready for sex, not even with Matty. But at the same time, if the rest of us started fucking him, you’d feel a lot of pressure to… How did you say it?… You’d feel obligated to ‘let him have you too’.”
I was at a red light, so I shifted my head so I could see Alice in the rear-view mirror. Her expression was rather forlorn, and a moment later she glanced up to meet my eyes in the mirror.
“No matter what happens,” I began in a serious voice, loud enough to carry through the entire van, “none of you should EVER feel obligated to do anything with me you don’t want to. I love all of you, and I would NEVER treat you like that.”
“None of us is worried about YOU,” Mari spoke up shyly. “That’s why we love you so much. We feel safe with you.”
“Yeah not you, Matty,” Alice agreed. “It’s the rest of these bitches who keep escalating everything that worry me. I already know that one day, someone’s gonna pop his cherry, and that’ll be the beginning of the end of the BTC.”
“Won’t be me,” Naimh said, raising her right hand. “I promise.”
Alice raised her hand. “Won’t be me. No surprise there, though.”
Mari raised her hand shyly. “I won’t betray the BTC.”
The van went silent.
Zofi looked at Sam, tentatively raised her hand, and said, “Won’t be me, and that’s the truth.”
The van went silent again.
Mari looked at Belle. Naimh looked at Sam.
Sam closed her eyes, dropped her chin to her chest, and said quietly, “I took Matty’s virginity Saturday night.”
The van went DEAD silent.
For like… five seconds.
And then all hell broke loose.
