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The Big Tits Club: Chapter 36
🕑 Added 2021-05-14 15:00:06 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 36: The Cat II --
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Alice was waiting for me and Belle at the parking lot and came over to us as soon as we stepped onto the curb. Rather than our customary fist bump, she stepped into my chest and gave me a warm hug. “How are you doing?” she asked with serious concern.
“I’m alright,” I replied, patting her shoulder and then taking a step back. “Actually, have you seen or talked to Neevie?”
Alice shook her head. “I tried. Drove over to her house. Her mom answered the door and I could hear her and her dad yelling at each other. Her mom apologized and said it wasn’t really a good time. Haven’t gone looking for her yet around here, I was just waiting for you guys.”
I nodded and gestured for us to go ahead and start walking. Alice slipped her hand into mine and gave it a squeeze. I gave her an odd look at first, but the feel of her hand reassured me, so I squeezed it back. And like I’ve said: people had thought we were a couple since seventh grade, so nobody paid any attention to us.
Ten steps later, Belle held my other hand with both of hers.
I smirked. Having two girls holding my hands at the same time would be a little out of place at school. But then again, everybody knew the three of us were BTC. I got a couple of jealous stares, but that was it.
Eventually, we did have to split up and get to our separate classes. Belle pulled me down into a quick kiss before leaving. This time, Alice did give me a fist bump. And then I headed off to my own first period.
Sam gave me a warm smile when I came in the door for our shared first period. There was no time to talk before class, but even after I sat down, I saw that she looked back over her shoulder and gave me another warm smile. Moments later, though, the teacher started his lesson.
At the end of class, Sam came over to me quickly before I was done packing up my bag. As soon as I stood up, she wrapped both arms around my elbow and leaned in for a quick peck, which I gladly gave her.
“How are you?” she asked me with obvious concern.
I smirked. “‘How are you?’ Really? I think I can count on one hand the number of times you’ve ever asked me, ‘How are you?’”
Sam rolled her eyes. “Very funny.”
“I’m fine, really. Anxious to talk to her, but fine.”
“I think we’re all anxious for you to talk to her.” She sighed. “Are you sure that ending it is what you want?”
I nodded. “Taking a break is best for both of us. She needs to reevaluate her feelings for Conor. I need to reevaluate my feelings for her.”
Sam squeezed my arm and leaned over to peck my cheek, which briefly slowed us down, but we picked up the pace again. “Just remember that we’re all here for you, no matter what, alright?”
I patted her forearm. “I know. But I want to make sure you’re all there for Neevie, too. Whatever else might happen, the absolute LAST thing I want is for this to fracture the BTC.”
“It won’t. You don’t seem to have any hard feelings for her, and she quite honestly doesn’t have the right to have hard feelings for you. As long as you two can work things out, we’ll be alright.”
I sighed. “I’m sorry to make you worry about this sort of thing. You always feared me dating someone and then breaking up would ruin the BTC. But Neevie and I just couldn’t control ourselves.”
“It’s fine. It made you both happy. And we can’t always control the way we feel.” Sam stopped walking just then and pulled me over to the side against a wall.
I didn’t know what was going on, but she turned to face me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and suddenly gave me a VERY intense kiss that took my breath away.
But she stopped almost as soon as she’d started. Her eyes got big, as if she was just as surprised by the kiss as I had been. Frowning, she looked back and forth between my irises as if searching for something, and in an unexpectedly quiet voice, she muttered, “Sorry… I… I don’t know why I did that.”
I snorted and remarked lightly, “You don’t ever have to apologize for kissing me.”
She blinked, furrowed her eyebrows, and stared at my lips for a moment. She squirmed a little, adding, “I can still feel you squishing inside me, actually.”
I grinned at that.
But then Sam shook her head as if to clear it, took me by the hand, and abruptly pulled us back into the flow of traffic. “C’mon. Don’t want to be late for class.”
****
Naimh didn’t show up to our spot for recess. There was always a ten-minute break between second and third periods, enough for someone to run to the bathroom, have a conversation, or at least get a mental break. When she didn’t show, Alice wondered aloud if Naimh had skipped school entirely. Nobody had seen her today, so it was possible, but we also didn’t have time to investigate, either.
Our two classrooms before lunch weren’t too far apart though, so I’d surreptitiously packed myself up before the end of the period and then bolted as soon as we were dismissed. As it turned out, I needn’t have rushed, because as I started approaching her classroom, I found my girlfriend already looking for me.
“Matty!” Naimh exclaimed excitedly as she rushed up to me as quickly as I was rushing up to her.
My heart raced as adrenaline flooded my veins, and the sight of the most gorgeous girl I’d ever seen briefly made me forget the rest of the universe even existed. I’d wanted her from the day I’d met her, and on complete autopilot for a moment I scooped her in my arms and met her ferocious kiss with equal passion as we locked lips and speared our tongues into each other’s mouth.
This wasn’t the first time we’d started French kissing outside her classroom, although this was possibly the first time we did so with her legs wrapped around my waist.
Maybe. I couldn’t really remember.
The point is: nobody paid us much attention, heading off to spend their lunch periods in ways other than gawking at me and the stacked redhead.
But after the first minute or so, I suddenly remembered all of yesterday’s events, from the crazy anal piledriving to her screaming her ex-boyfriend’s name to her dad trying to break down the door to Naimh literally shoving her dad around and giving him an earful and my own realization that our relationship was over. And that’s when I pulled my lips away from hers and abruptly let go of her legs.
Naimh squeaked as she felt gravity suddenly tugging her down, and she dropped her feet to the concrete beneath us. Her face turned scarlet red and she grimaced, muttering, “Sorry-sorry-sorry. I know I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Don’t apologize,” I told her. “I’m used to my girlfriend kissing me like that.”
She gave me a nervous look. “AM I still your girlfriend?”
I glanced around at the sea of humanity around us. Nobody was hanging out within eavesdropping range, but it was still far too public to have this kind of conversation. Fortunately, our classrooms weren’t far from the parking lot (hence all the minivan quickies during lunch), so I took her by the hand and quickly led her off campus.
Once we actually got to the parking lot, I had to tug Naimh just a little to keep her going. She kept slowing down, as if she sensed her doom lay within my minivan. At least there wasn’t anyone nearby and as I hit the remote to unlock the van, I glanced over and gave her a sadly serious look. “Look, it’s not that I want to break up with you. But after--”
“I’m sorry for screaming Conor’s name,” she cut me off as we both climbed into the middle row. I led her over the far end and then closed the sliding door behind myself.
“It was an accident,” Naimh continued. “I love you and never meant to hurt you. If there had been time yesterday before my parents showed up, I would’ve told you all this. But we didn’t and they showed up and I’m SO sorry for my da’ he jus’ has’his tempra but he’mens well anna know it jus’ mens’he loves mah to pieces anna‘preciate da but atta same time Imma DONE lett’nim run my life!”
I blinked, just trying to keep up. “What?”
Naimh ran her right hand up her forehead and over the top of her head, closed her eyes, and took a calming breath. With less of an accent, she explained, “No more groundings. No more lockdowns on nights and weekends. I told him that no fuckin’ way would I agree to do that anymore. I told him that I thought I had already proven I loved my family more than I loved my boyfriend when I came here to America, and that I was done try’na to keep proving it. I told him if he try lock’n mah down again, Idda leave for guud. Or, he cud’cept that Imma grown wom’n who loves him ver’much but Imma NOT stay un’dra ‘is thumb an’more!”
Naimh’s eyes were steely green fire, and I whistled in amazement, muttering, “Wow.”
She held her hands up and squeezed her eyes shut, forcing herself to focus. “I said those things for us, Matty.” She reached out and squeezed my hands tightly. “I said them because I won’t let him take me away from you. I love you. No more sneaking quickies in the van. Well… no more HAVING to sneak quickies in the van (I’m happy to keep having quickies in the van).”
I managed a smile.
“We can have a quickie right now…” The gorgeous redhead batted her eyelashes at me as she leaned in and puckered up.
“Wait-wait, no.” I held my hand up and stopped her lips. Taking a deep breath, I exhaled and gave her a serious look. “I’m glad you stood up to your dad. Truly, I am. I know that’s a huge personal step for you, and ordinarily I would be thrilled that you and I would finally have a chance to go see that sunset on the beach that we never got around to seeing.”
Her steely green gaze cracked, and she shrank a bit, sensing the truck that was about to run her over but unable to move out of the way.
“But, I’m sorry. I’m not changing my mind about us,” I continued. “Yes, I’m breaking up with you.”
“Matty… don’t do this,” she pleaded.
“We have to.”
“No we don’t. Don’t you get it? We can FINALLY have the relationship we always wanted. The relationship YOU always wanted. No more sneaking around. I’ll stay with you overnight. If you get horny in the middle of the night you can just roll over and stick it in me. We can cuddle with my head on your chest having all those conversations we never got to have. Please, Matty. PLEASE don’t break up with me! We can fuck right now in the van. Or just put in the keys and drive us to your place. Fuck school! I wanna fuck YOU. NOW, Matty!”
“No! Don’t you get it? We can’t just keep wallpapering over our problems with sex!”
“But I love you!”
“I believe that you do, but I also believe that you’re still in love with Conor.”
“Come ON. I haven’t even talked to him in like… two months! At Christmas.”
I sighed. “I didn’t realize you’d talked to him at all since coming to America.”
“We’re still friends,” she huffed. “We haven’t talked a lot or anything - phone calls across the pond are expensive - and I wasn’t trying to hide him from you.”
“No, but you didn’t tell me about him, either.”
“Is it an American thing that a girl is supposed to volunteer information about her ex-boyfriend to her current boyfriend or vice versa?”
“No, of course not.” I arched an eyebrow. “Did you tell him about us?”
“We weren’t an ‘us’ yet two months ago, so there was nothing to tell.”
“Forget it.” I sighed and rubbed my forehead. “Look, we’re still part of the BTC. I want us to stay friends at the very least. But you need time to sort your feelings for Conor from your feelings for me and be really sure you’re not getting the two of them mixed up. Honestly, I need some time and space to consider my own feelings for you. And I am hopeful that after we’ve had that time to think, you and I can find our way back to each other.”
“But we don’t have very much time left,” she pleaded, her eyes moist. “I don’t want to waste it dwelling on the past when I already know I want you for my future.”
“Do you? If your parents told you they were moving back to Ireland tomorrow and you could be with Conor again, would you threaten to leave them and move in with me?”
“I…” She looked immediately ready to answer in the affirmative, but she clearly hadn’t thought about it, and now that she did, she hesitated.
I just raised my eyebrows and looked at her expectantly.
“That’s not a fair question,” she complained. “It’s not about you versus Conor. I already told you how important my family is to me. And I’m sorry, but I would choose my family over you, yes. So if my parents moved, I would go with them anywhere. It has nothing to do with Conor.”
“Fair enough.” I sighed and took a deep breath. “Look: It really is this simple.” I paused, gathered my thoughts, and then squeezed her hands in mine, finishing, “You screamed another man’s name while we were having sex. I’m sorry, but even in Ireland I’m pretty sure that’s bad form. I can’t just ignore that and pretend it didn’t bother me. Now you don’t have to convince me it was an accident. But you will have to convince me you’re truly over him, and to do that, we need to spend some time apart.”
She pulled back and through tear-stricken eyes, she stared at me in understanding. But a moment later, she leaned forward and whispered directly into my ear. “I just told my parents to stay out of my sex life, and I’m free to come over to your house every fuckin’ night and let you ram your fat cock into my tight arsehole over and over and over again. I WANT to come over to your house every fuckin’ night and let you ram your fat cock into my tight arsehole over and over and over again. Are you SURE you don’t want me to do that?”
I was breathing hard to hear that, but I clutched her upper arms and separated us once more. “Can you promise me a hundred percent that you won’t once fantasize about Conor while we’re doing that? It occurs to me that we always seem to be having sex while you’re facing away from me. Now I get that you’re the Anal Queen of the BTC, but all the other girls love watching my face while I’m sodomizing the shit outta them. Tell me… honestly… how many times have you already imagined it was Conor behind you, fantasized that HE was pounding you instead of me?”
I stared straight into her emerald green eyes, daring her to lie to me. She quavered a bit, but a moment later, that steely resolve came back into her spine as she growled through gritted teeth. “Just the once. I swear to God, Matty. That was the very first time.”
I was surprised, but simultaneously reassured. If I was being honest with myself, had she said anything else I doubted I would ever be able to trust her again.
“I’d put Conor behind me. I’d stopped thinking about him a long time ago. YOU were the one who put him back in my mind, asking me those questions about what made my parents lock me down. He was my first love. I missed his tenderness. I missed everything about him. And at some point when you were just piledriving me like crazy, I got out of my head and imagined I was with him, which is crazy, because first of all, we never had anal sex, and second of all, he was nowhere near as good as you.”
Naimh clutched me close and stared quite intensely into my eyes. “The orgasms you’ve given me are STAGGERING. Conor was just a boy, enthusiastic but unskilled. But he loved me. He worshipped the ground I walked on. I was a goddess to him, and I missed feeling like that. You look at me like I am a goddess to you.”
“You are. Still are.”
“As for the always facing away from you, can I help it if I love being your anal slut, always bent over submitting to my big strong man? Feeling him violating me all the way down to my sacred core while he’s spanking my asscheeks harder and harder?”
I gulped. If she kept saying shit like that, I was liable to lose my nerve and not follow through with the break-up.
“I want to make clear that I love you for you. Not because you remind me of him. You’re completely different men, and I know that. I miss Conor, but I only love YOU.” She stared at me sincerely. “I swear it was a one-time accident and it won’t happen again.”
I took a deep breath, held her steady, and said, “Then we have a chance. We have a real chance. I forgive you for the one time; what’s done is done. But I still need time to think. And right here, right now, can you say you’ve gotten Conor completely out of your mind? That he doesn’t still have a piece of your heart? That you don’t miss him terribly?”
Closing her eyes, Naimh took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. When she opened her eyes again, she stared at me intently and replied, “Yes, he still has a piece of my heart. He was my first. Nothing can ever change that.”
I briefly thought of Sam, considered that, and nodded.
Naimh looked up at me. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t love you. It doesn’t mean I don’t still want you. And I won’t apologize for having fond feelings of the boy I grew up with back in Ireland. Or are you going to tell me that YOU don’t love Belle or Sam or Alice or--”
“I get it, I get it.” I held my hands up. “Fair enough.”
“NOT fair, if you’re allowed to love six girls and yet hold me accountable for loving two.”
“I know it’s not fair.”
“And it’s NOT fair if you’re going to keep fucking the other five of them and yet hold out on me.”
I rubbed my forehead. “Look, I’m not saying we’re NEVER going to start again. I’m just asking for some space to get my head straight, alright? And if being ‘fair’ is what you really want, you have every right to go find some other guy to hook up with.”
She frowned. “I don’t WANT any other guy. I want YOU.”
I held my hands up helplessly.
Exhaling, Naimh folded her arms over her chest. “Fine. We’re broken up. I’ll give you the space you need.”
I arched an eyebrow. “I smell a ‘but’ coming.”
My now ex-girlfriend smirked, and her eyes narrowed. “I AM going to prove my love to you. Count on it.”
I smiled. “I look forward to it.”
****
Our conversation had taken up half our lunch break, but was actually shorter than some of our sex sessions out in the minivan. Naimh and I arrived at our regular table with enough time to actually eat our lunches, had the girls actually let us eat our lunches, that is. As it was, we got peppered with questions that occupied all of the remaining time.
Well, I ate most of my lunch. From my perspective, all I really had to say was, ‘We’re taking a break. We’re still friends. But we need time and space to figure out our feelings.’ Concise and to the point, right?
Wrong. That wasn’t good enough for the girls, and they kept talking and talking and TALKING. It felt very similar to the scene post-Code Blue and I suddenly wished I had a hoodie jacket and a nice walking trail.
On the bright side, the incessant chattering kept me distracted from thinking too much about how Naimh and I were going to move on from here. Saying that we would remain friends and work things out was one thing. Actually doing so without becoming awkward was something entirely different. But fortunately, that wasn’t an animal I would need to tackle today.
In the end, I drove home after school with Belle. She headed over to her own house to study with Mari. And I went into my own house to wait for Alice. It was still Tuesday, after all.
At her usual time, the doorbell rang, and without even checking the peephole, I opened the door and extended my right fist.
Smirking, Zofi reached out her own right fist and bumped me. “Well, hello, boyfriend.”
I blinked in confusion. “Zofi?”
Wearing a familiar trucker hat, baggy jeans, and nothing but a black sports bra beneath the same hoodie jacket she’d worn on Saturday, Alice suddenly popped into view, having been hiding just a few feet over to the side. “Surpriiiise!!!”
“What… how?”
The girls giggled together as Zofi stepped through the door, wrapped me up in her arms, and gave me a passionate kiss. “Mmm… I missed you, boyfriend.”
Moments later, Zofi stepped aside as Alice wrapped me up in her arms and gave me a fierce kiss. “Mmm… I missed you too, but don’t ever expect me to call you ‘boyfriend’.”
I blinked twice. “What’s going on?”
Alice smirked. “Whatever else is going on with you and Neevie, it’s still ‘Alice Tuesday’. And before you stress, I already asked Neevie if she’s cool with us smashing. She said she wants me to enjoy this time after just losing my virginity, and she’s also happy to know you’re being taken care of.”
“And I’m just along for the ride,” Zofi added helpfully from right beside us. “I was just telling Alice I could barely wait until ‘Zofi Wednesday’ and she invited me to come join.”
Alice shrugged. “I DID tell you a big benefit of having another girl around is someone to play with while you recharge.”
Zofi’s eyes glittered. “And I get to complete my own BTC checklist.”
Alice snorted and laughed. “Fair enough.”
“Still, this is your show today. I’m just here to help.” Zofi looked around. “So what are you thinking? Bedroom? TV room? Hot tub?”
Alice released me and started walking into the house, tapping her chin. “I’m thinking dining table, actually. I haven’t done that one yet. And ooh, there are a few Kama Sutra positions I know you’re gonna LOVE.”
Without waiting for either of us, Alice strutted down the hallway with all the swag of a rap artist… A male rap artist.
Zofi wrapped her arms around my elbow, giggled, and then pecked my cheek. “C’mon. Something tells me today’s gonna be FUN.”
****
In many ways, a threesome with Alice and Zofi was exactly what I needed at a time like this. My emotions were in turmoil, and I had been suffering through a quasi-existential crisis trying to understand the meaning of love.
I’d thought I was in love with Naimh, but hearing her scream her ex-boyfriend’s name had shattered my blissful harmony and made me stop to reconsider her love for me as well as my love for her. How much of my “love” derived from our incredible sexual chemistry and her eagerness to let me blast load after load of hot cum up her ass?
I knew I loved Belle, for sure, but I didn’t really know any more if I was “in love” with her or not. We were still super close, and I depended on her as my constant companion. We shared meals and spent lots of time together, she was my frequent overnight cuddle bunny, and I couldn’t count the number of hours we spent just talking to each other. Was that the love of a big brother for an unrelated little sister? And what the fuck was going on with her recent mood swings?
My feelings for Sam confused me. All this talk about Conor being Naimh’s first reminded me that Sam was my first. In the beginning, she seemed driven to make herself “my favorite”, but as soon as Naimh asserted herself as my new girlfriend, Sam willingly took a back seat and stopped being competitive. She withdrew herself both physically and emotionally, to the point where I worried about the state of our friendship and confronted her about it. My fear of losing her amplified what I thought were feelings of love, but maybe that was just possessiveness over the idea of her dating another guy. And then just yesterday there had been a completely unexpected sweet side to her, a sincere devotion to taking care of me that kinda came out of left field. What was going through her head?
Mari was Team Belle, and yet there was a shy sweetness and devotion to the way we made love that revealed deep-rooted feelings for me I couldn’t ignore, even if I didn’t share the same depth of emotion for her as I felt for some of the others. I made her feel safe in a world that let her down, and that gave me a sense of responsibility to keep her and protect her. I was affectionate for her, and I lusted for her body built for sex. Her recent flirtations with Gerald certainly tweaked my sense of possessiveness, and I knew I loved her, but romantic love? I wasn’t sure.
With Alice and Zofi, on the other hand, I had zero worries about leading either of them on. Zofi told me she was a lesbian, happy to have sex with me and get some good orgasms (and one day have my baby), but told me flat out that we had no romantic future. Alice, likewise, was my buddy and confirmed we always would be. We would NOT turn into the kind of rom-com movie where two best friends of the opposite sex discover latent feelings for each other and end up falling in love. What Alice and I shared was purely physical, part of her evolution from awkward teen nerd into a fully-formed young woman.
Yes, I liked having an emotional connection with the girls I had sex with. Yes, the orgasms could be more powerful and more fulfilling when boosted by feelings of love. But it was quite a… relief… to just hook up with a couple of hot babes without having to worry about the subtext. That afternoon, the three of us put our cares aside and just had FUN with each other, freely.
The girls parked me in a dining table chair and peeled down my shorts. The two dark-haired beauties took turns jacking my dick, bobbing their heads up and down my shaft, and even shifting me to sit on the edge of the chair so one of them could duck down between my legs and suck on my testicles while the other one blew my cock.
Zofi was the first to take things to the next level. She wasn’t kidding about adding Alice to her personal BTC collection. One minute, they were kissing their way up the sides of my shaft to meet at the top and start making out. The next, Zofi tackled Alice onto the floor and started digging her hands into the Korean girl’s clothing.
A minute later, Zofi got Alice to strip off her jeans and panties and sit up on top of the dining table while Zofi sat in the chair next to me and started going down on her. Alice moaned and groaned, holding the brunette’s head to her crotch before glancing over at me with heavy-lidded eyes, muttering, “I planned on getting fucked on this table. I just didn’t realize Zofi would get to me first.”
I laughed and relaxed, in no rush and happy to watch the two gorgeous girls going at it, especially when Alice pulled up the sports bra to her armpits and started fondling her big breasts. A moment later, she hefted the nearest one and offered it to me.
I was quick to stand up and move around the corner of the table to get a good angle of bending down and suckling on the proffered teat. This also put my dick within range of Alice’s right hand, and she quickly wrapped her fingers around my throbbing meat and began stroking.
Meanwhile, Alice groaned, “I still think I’m pretty straight, but hot DAMN Zofi you’re really good at eating a girl out.”
Zofi popped her head up and winked. “Thanks for the compliment. I do aim to please, and I’m not stopping until I get you to squirt your honey into my face. But in the meantime, boyfriend, come over and plug it into me.”
Alice released my cock and nodded with my head to go on. Zofi stood up from the chair she’d been sitting in, thrust her ass out, and wiggled it enticingly. The lissome brunette was still dressed from school in a pretty button-up blouse and tight jeans. I had to work a little to get her jeans down to her ankles and she stepped out of them. The blouse I didn’t bother with as I got into position behind her butt.
Zofi had already been fingering herself inside her panties and continued doing so while half-naked. Her left hand was in perfect position to help guide me into her sweet snatch from behind, and she picked her head up out of Alice’s crotch to moan rapturously.
Alice smirked. “For a self-proclaimed lesbian you sure do like getting dicked. It’s pretty hot to watch.”
I blinked in surprise and looked up at Alice for a moment before returning my attention down to Zofi. “You TOLD her you were gay?”
Zofi glanced back at me, panting in obvious arousal. “We drove here together. I thought she should know.”
“I thought you told me not to tell anybody yet.”
“Alice was easy to come out to. She’s a really cool chick.” Zofi smiled up at Alice before looking back at me. “Besides, I don’t plan on staying in the closet much longer. It’s only my parents that really worry me.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Does that mean you’ve already told Sam?”
Zofi nodded. “I told her on Valentine’s.”
“I was wondering about that.”
“I also told her I was in love with her.”
That brought my eyebrows up. “How did THAT go?”
“It’s fine. We’re cool. She doesn’t love me like that, but we’re cool.”
My jaw was open. “Umm… okay…”
“Don’t worry about me; I’m good. Some problems aren’t fixable and I’ve made my peace with it.” Zofi sighed and then clenched her cunt around my cock. “And start fucking already. We’re all here to have a good time, right?”
I nodded and started pumping. “Right, right.”
Alice moaned and fondled her own breasts. “Now I’m imagining sucking a creampie out of a lesbian’s cunt.”
Zofi’s eyes lit up. “Oooh, now I’m imagining that too! And then after, I can suck a creampie out of you!”
Alice grinned at me. “Sounds like a plan.”
****
I didn’t creampie Zofi right away or anything. Not in any hurry to get to my own orgasm, I focused on pleasuring the exquisite lesbian brunette with her pussy wrapped around my prick. I slow-dicked her, pausing each time I bottomed out to grind for a bit. Meanwhile, I reached under her body to slowly unbutton her blouse, pull the garment off her, and eventually remove the bra as well. That left Zofi completely naked before me, save for her dangling earrings and a pretty necklace. And I took the time to run my hands all over her bare porcelain skin before reaching around to grab hold of her big tits and give her a few hard bangs with my big dick just for fun.
Meanwhile, she was focused more on eating Alice. I had some experience going down on the busty Korean babe and watching her whimper and twist her torso in response to my oral ministrations. But Zofi took her to a whole ‘nother level and Alice finally collapsed flat on her back across my dining table, shuddering and shaking with her butt jerking off the tabletop every now and again to involuntarily thrust up into Zofi’s pretty face.
Alice kept herself pent up for quite a while, but eventually she grabbed Zofi’s head and slammed it down against her crotch while roaring out a monster orgasm. Zofi abruptly stood up, still fingerbanging her female friend, turned to me, and hissed, “Shove it in her!”
I quickly withdrew from Zofi’s heavenly pussy while the brunette yanked Alice by the hips to the edge of the table. I swiftly stepped into place, notched my knob, and slammed every inch into Alice’s still-spasming snatch. The half-naked Asian hottie threw her head back and howled again, and I reveled in the pleasurable way her pussy pulsed around my penetrating prick.
But after Alice came down from her high, she sat up and pushed on my chest to get me to back out of her. She took off her jacket and whipped off the sports bra. But she put the trucker hat back on, turning it sideways and flashing me a teasing smirk. And then she turned and bent face-first over the table, mashing her big breasts into the unyielding wood while reaching back with both hands to spread her cheeks.
Alice made no comment about dessert and we had no lube in the dining room, so I simply slid back into her sweet pussy. She set her cheek down and groaned happily while feeling me rail her. Meanwhile, Zofi bent herself over the table right next to Alice, folding her arms beneath her chin for comfort while waggling her ass at me invitingly. I pulled out of Alice and switched over, pumping Zofi’s pussy instead while still fingering my best friend’s box. And I kept switching back and forth until Alice stood up, smirked, and intoned in an intense voice, “Fill her up.”
“Yes, fill me up,” Zofi moaned. By now, she’d spread her long, slender arms out to the sides and forward across the table, one hand holding onto the edge.
“Grab her arms and pull them back at you,” Alice told me.
I grinned and reached forward to grab Zofi’s upper arms first, bring them back so that I could grab her wrists and pin them down against her upper back. This left all of Zofi’s weight on her chest, crushing her big tits down. And she was helpless to resist as I started pounding her even harder.
“Fuck that’s hot,” Alice groaned, sitting up on the table next to us and masturbating herself furiously. “Pound that pussy! Hammer that ass! Fuck her and fill that lesbian who’s still a slut for your dick!”
“Pound me!” Zofi whined. “Hammer me! I’m a slut for your dick, Matty! Fill me! Fill me! AAAAAHHHHH!!!” she screamed and came.
“Nnnn… gggaaaahhh!” I grunted, slammed forward, and began filling her as ordered. My hips twitched twice, each time accompanied by a fresh batch of sperm flooding Zofi’s not-yet fertile womb.
“AAAAHHHHH!!!” Alice screamed her climax with us, ridiculously turned on watching me creampie her friend. She licked her lips and stared hungrily at my pelvic pulsing, and when she came down from her high she started laughing, “I think I’m turning into one of Matty’s Cumsluts!”
“Get in line,” Zofi groaned, still shivering from the aftershocks of her own climax. I started to pull out, and she shuddered from yet another one, gasping and clenching for a moment. Only when she relaxed again did I finally withdraw.
Alice was quick to move into the unoccupied space squatting down between Zofi’s spread legs and fastening her lips around the brunette’s sodden snatch, although she finally had to take off the trucker hat in order to do so. My Korean buddy then audibly hoovered out every creamy dollop she could get while Zofi quivered and moaned, and even had another orgasm before Alice finished.
A flip got switched in Alice’s brain that day. I wouldn’t call her Dominant, but she definitely got off barking orders the rest of the afternoon. Still riding the high of slurping out my creampie, when she backed away from Zofi’s crotch she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and pointed at the kitchen island. “Matty, go sit up there.”
“Seriously?”
She rolled her eyes. “Just do it.”
I chuckled and walked into the kitchen before turning around and hopping up onto the counter. She joined me and dropped her face around my semi-limp dick, sucking Zofi’s girlcum off and then popping up to say, “You two taste good together.”
I laughed and gestured for her to go taste some more.
A minute later though, Zofi walked over to join us. Alice saw her and was quick to back away, snap her fingers, and point at my crotch. “Put him in your mouth,” she commanded, eyes glittering. “Get him hard again for me.”
Zofi perked up at the order and quickly squatted in front of me. The exquisitely beautiful brunette stared up at me with her sparkling blue eyes, watching the pleasure she gave me as she lavished my cock with her mouth and tongue.
Meanwhile, Alice pulled out one of the kitchen island barstools and eyeballed its position, adjusting it just so. And after a couple of minutes, she said, “Matty, sit on the stool facing out and lean your elbows back on the counter.”
With a shrug, I did as ordered after Zofi pulled off my prick. I sat on the barstool and Alice climbed up on me. She managed to sit her pussy down on my re-hardened prick and brace her feet on the stool’s footrests. And after grabbing the edge of the counter in her hands, she started going for a ride.
The position put her big boobies in my face, and I feasted on her puffy nipples. Alice beckoned to Zofi and the two hot babes started making out inches away from me, making a big show of it by pulling their heads far back enough that they could only tease each other with the tips of their tongues before closing the gap and really mashing their mouths together. Alice also shoved two fingers into Zofi’s cunt while rubbing the taller girl’s clit with her thumb. And the three of us humped and gyrated like that in the kitchen for a good while.
But as unique as the position was, the barstool wasn’t really conducive to physical pleasure. I couldn’t get any real leverage to fuck, pretty much just sitting there letting Alice ride me. The stool itself was pretty unstable, and if Alice humped too hard in one direction or another, we threatened to tip over. Plus, Zofi wasn’t getting a ton of direct stimulation either. So after a few minutes, Alice pulled back and said, “Let’s move this to the big couch.”
Orchestrating everything, Alice had Zofi sit on the padded armrest and then fall backwards across the cushions. This elevated her ass and sent a bunch of blood flow to her brain. I wrapped her long legs around my waist and started drilling her pussy. Meanwhile, Alice sat on Zofi’s face, staring down at the other girl eye-to-eye undulating slowly while Zofi’s talented tongue went to work at pleasing her.
After both girls came again, Alice reminded us both that Zofi still needed to eat a creampie, so we repositioned with Alice sitting up in the big armchair, her legs thrown over my shoulders while I folded her in half and pounded her into the cushion. After I blew a gallon of semen into her tight twat, Zofi quickly slurped it all out. But instead of swallowing, she carried my cum in her mouth back up to Alice’s face and the two nymphomaniac teenagers snowballed my sperm.
After two ejaculations, I needed a bit of a breather. So I flopped onto the couch to rest while the two hot babes continued to swap spit. A minute later though, Alice sat up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand again. And with a bit of a grin, she asked Zofi, “Can you teach me how to eat pussy as good as you?”
Zofi smirked. “I thought you said you were pretty straight?”
“I am, but I still need to be prepared.” Alice shrugged. “I’m not romantic about girls but the physical pleasure of a hot chick licking my slit is undeniable. And if I want that, I’m obviously gonna want to return the favor.”
“Obviously.”
“And the other thing is that… well… maybe it’s because it’s been so much fun being with the BTC. I kinda feel like banging other girls doesn’t really count, you know what I mean? It’s kinda like… masturbating… or… I’m not explaining this very well.” Alice screwed up her face.
Zofi smiled warmly. “Take your time.”
Alice looked over at me and sighed. “There’s a good chance Matty and I won’t even be in the same zip code next year. Now that I’ve discovered sex, I’m gonna be horny all the time, but I’m never going to be the kind of girl to hook up with just any guy in college. A guy is gonna have to prove he’s pretty special before I let him into me, someone like Matty. And I have no idea how long it’s gonna take to find a guy like that.”
Zofi glanced back at me with a grin and a bit of a sentimental expression. “Believe me, I already understand the idea of Matty being the only man who’ll ever be inside me.”
“Right,” Alice laughed. “The point is: until I find myself another Matty, I’m gonna need other girls to take the edge off. And if I wanna do that, I’m gonna have to become an expert rug-muncher.”
Zofi nodded and got up. She came to sit beside me on the couch, gave me a quick kiss, and then raised her heels up onto the cushion while spreading her knees out to the sides. The position put her pussy on wide-open display, and she curled a finger coyly to the Korean babe still in the armchair. “Come on over,” she crooned. “Let’s make you a master pussy artist.”
****
Alice didn’t leave Zofi’s crotch until she’d made the Polish princess scream out three times in exquisite ecstasy. By the end of it, she said she was happy with her progress but figured they’d need a few more one-on-one sessions to keep practicing. Dazed and delirious and half-passed out, Zofi agreed that would be a good idea.
“Besides,” Alice chirped happily. “I figure becoming a master pussy artist will be a good way to make friends at college – at least the kinds of friends I’ll want to have, anyway.”
In the meantime, I’d sprouted a brand-new erection, and Zofi had been stroking my dick with her left hand for the past five minutes while Alice had been eating her out. Her hand dropped away when she half-passed out after that last climax, and it was waving in the non-existent breeze as if saying to Alice, “Hello, remember me?”
My busty Korean buddy moved over, fucked her face on my dick for a few strokes, and then climbed into my lap. The couch made for a much more comfortable ride than the kitchen barstool, and she joyously humped herself on my dick with big bouncy thrusts that did wonderful things to her round titties. I grabbed her boobs and mushed them around my cheeks. I pulled her face down so we could French. And in less than three minutes, she squealed and came.
After Alice came down from her high, a recovered Zofi leaned over and asked, “So you ate a creampie out of me, and I ate a creampie out of you. Where do you want him to cum next?”
Still panting in the afterglow, Alice sighed, thought about it, and said, “I want him spraying on our faces.”
Zofi’s eyes popped. “You actually want a facial?”
I chuckled and remarked, “Welcome to Alice 2.0.”
“Uh-huh,” Alice agreed as she dismounted my dick and stepped back onto the floor. “But first, hop on, but face back at me so I can lick you both.”
Zofi’s eyes glittered as she got off the couch, slid over, and started sitting back down. Alice held my cock upright while I guided Zofi’s hips with my hands, and the lissome brunette beauty sighed as I slid all the way up her tight twat. I also scooted forward far enough that my ass hung right at the edge of the cushion, which let Alice duck down to lick my balls and up my shaft to the point where it penetrated Zofi’s pussy, and finally up to the brunette’s hard little pearl. Together, Alice and I brought the sweet brunette to climax.
Alice then popped up, her face covered in girlcum. In her right hand, she held the bottle of lube I kept under the couch. And with a little grin, she announced, “Time for dessert.”
I blinked. “For someone who said anal was only gonna be an occasional thing, you definitely seem to want it a lot.”
Alice shrugged. “It’s growing on me. And besides, I promised Neevie I’d take care of you today, and that usually meant letting you sodomize the shit outta her.”
The brief mention of my now ex-girlfriend made me grimace, and Alice quickly added, “Sorry if that’s a sore subject.”
“Don’t be. We’ll get through this. And I’ll readily admit, letting me back up your butt will definitely improve my mood.”
“Lube me up, Zofi?” Alice asked, rather than commanded, while handing over the bottle.
Zofi nodded. “I’m used to doing this for him and Sam.”
“Matty’s never put it in YOUR ass yet, has he?”
Zofi popped her eyebrows and made a face. “I don’t really have that urge, you know?”
“I didn’t either. Don’t knock it ‘til you try it.” Alice smirked at me for a moment before returning her attention to Zofi. “Someday he will, and I wanna be there when he does.”
Zofi laughed and turned to look at me, a quiet intensity in her blue eyes. It wasn’t clear who she was responding to when she replied quietly, “We’ll see.”
Soon enough, I eased my way up Alice’s poop chute from behind while she bent herself over the couch’s padded armrest. Zofi sat in front of her, resting her head on the other armrest while pressing Alice’s face into her crotch. I took up a steady rhythm, pumping my buddy’s butt slowly as her anal canal gradually stretched to accommodate my girth. And after a few minutes, I was able to really start reaming her out.
Alice soon lost the ability to keep rug munching. She turned her head, lay her cheek against Zofi’s thigh, and gasped as the sensations started overwhelming her.
“Fuck… my… ass…” Alice groaned.
“Yeah, fuck that tight ass!” Zofi cheered, sitting up and leaning over to grab at Alice’s tits and twist her nipple.
“Fuck… my… ass…” Alice groaned again in rhythm with my thrusts.
I sensed that she was getting close, so I started speeding up, making Alice start moaning, “Fuck. My. Ass… Fuck. My. Ass… Ohmigawd, Matty… Fucking fuck… Fuck. My. Ass. Fuck-my-ass. Fuck-my-ass.”
Eventually she degenerated to, “Fuckmyass, fuckmyass, fuckmyass! Holy shit! Holy shit! Fuckfuckfuck! Fuckmyass, fuckmyass, fuckmyass! Matty! Matty! MATTY! EEEEYYYYAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGHHH!!! EEEEYYYYAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGHHH!!! EEEEYYYYAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGHHH!!!”
I roared animalistically while I sawed my big dick in and out of my best friend’s butt at hyper speed. My legs and ab muscles burned from overexertion, but I jackhammered the Korean babe’s tight butthole with complete abandon, my prick pistoning with the speed of a racecar engine in and out of her lewdly stretched sphincter. Alice’s orgasm was the catalyst for mine, and I started cumming on one of the backstrokes, creaming the entrance to her colon before slamming my way through my own jizz glob to shove it deeper down her buttshaft. And then I stopped there, putting all my weight onto that single point of contact to compress her buttcheeks and penetrate my prick that extra half-inch further to open up the floodgates and swamp her sweet ass with all my sperm.
“Hey!” Zofi complained. “We were supposed to get a facial!”
Exhausted, I slumped over Alice’s sweaty body with my dick still lodged in her rectum. “Umm… oops?”
Alice laughed, a movement that clamped down with her core muscles around my still-buried cock. “We need a shower. He can soap up our nubile naked bodies and then we’ll give him a tandem blowjob until he hoses us down.”
I groaned, “I’ve already cum three times in the last hour. You’re only gonna get a teaspoonful at this point.”
“Rain check?” Zofi asked. “Tomorrow is ‘Zofi Wednesday’. Why don’t you come play with me and Sam and we can have him facialize all THREE of us?”
Alice laughed again. “Sounds like a plan.”
****
I felt great after Alice and Zofi left together. I mean yeah, the sex was amazing, but beyond that, it was really nice to just have fun together with everyone coming out happy and satisfied without a single shred of thought given to how the session impacted our emotional relationships.
Case in point: after dinner with Belle and her dad, I headed home to study and finish my assignments. I’d accomplished next to nothing Monday night before Sam pulled me into the shower and fucked my cares away, and needed to catch up. I was still at my desk after 9pm when my bedroom door opened and Belle walked in.
She paused and looked around, rather obviously scanning the room and completely ignoring me.
“Um, can I help you?” I asked rather formally.
Pursing her lips, Belle sighed and finally came in, closing the door behind her. “I was checking to see if you already had company tonight. I came over last night to try and cheer you up after everything went down with Neevie, but you were… ah… already taken care of.”
I blinked. “Wait, when did you come over?”
Belle sighed. “It was late, like almost midnight. You and Sam were sleeping.”
“YOU were the cat!” I exclaimed abruptly, pointing my finger.
Belle stared at me like I’d grown a horn out of my head. “What?”
I rubbed my face and shook my head. “I had a weird dream last night, about a bunch of little birds and a black cat with green eyes. When I woke up, I thought I saw the cat right next to the bed, or at least the cat’s eyes.”
Belle winced. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. You just rolled over and spooned up to Sam, so I tried to slip out quietly without disturbing you.”
I nodded. “It’s alright. I wasn’t disturbed. Just wondering if I’d been seeing things.”
Belle shrugged and pointed to the desk. “You almost done with schoolwork?”
“Almost.”
She nodded. “I’m gonna take a shower. Wrap it up and then come to bed?”
I checked the clock. It was too early to sleep, so I figured she wanted to get laid. Despite this afternoon’s incredible threesome with Alice and Zofi, I knew I could manage for my little Annabelle. I smiled at her and nodded. “Sure.”
She gave me a tight smile, went to the closet, and started disrobing. I found myself distracted from my books, and wound up spinning my chair around to watch the cute strawberry-blonde take her clothes off.
When Belle realized I was watching, she flashed me a coy smile and turned her back to me. Her panties were the last article to come off, and she bent at the waist to let me ogle her pert buttcheeks and tender peach between. When she stood up and turned around, she was covering her tits with both hands, much to my chagrin. I pouted dramatically, and she giddily thrust both arms out and started swaying, making her perky boobs jiggle. And with a laugh, she finally headed into the bathroom.
I was sorely tempted to follow her, but I really did have to finish answering the last few questions. I forced myself to focus and actually took longer to complete my assignment than Belle spent in the shower. So when I finally set down my pencil and turned my chair around, she was already in my bed, fully naked and masturbating while watching me work.
Having already showered after Alice’s anal adventure over the armrest, I didn’t feel a pressing need to clean up again, so I simply stripped down and went to join her. After pulling the covers over our naked bodies, I took my Annabelle’s little body into my arms and cuddled us close together. A moment later, our mouths met and she sighed in obvious contentment.
“I love you, Matty. I love you more than anything or anyone,” she said a little thickly. There was moisture in her eyes that I didn’t expect, and I briefly wondered if I’d done something wrong. “I hope you know that.”
Furrowing my eyebrows, I brushed Belle’s hair back and gave her a reassuring smile. “I DO know that. I love you too.”
Her lips quivered as she took a deep breath and stared into my eyes. The pale green color glowed, not unlike the way must have been shimmering last night for me to even see them in the darkness. And in a quietly serious voice, she added, “I love you more than any of the others love you. More than Sam, more than Neevie, more than Mari or Alice or Zofi. I’m the one who knows you best. I’m the one who loves you best. Please tell me you know that.”
I frowned. “I… It’s different. My relationships with each of you are very different from each other.”
She didn’t like that answer. “Different yes. I know Alice and Zofi don’t have any romantic intentions toward you. Mari would have liked to, but she’s my best friend and she’d never steal you from me. I was fine with your relationship with Neevie. I always knew it was more physical than anything else, and now that it’s over, it’s a non-issue. And Sam doesn’t have time for you. She’s got a million things going on at once and you’re like number eight-five on her priority list.”
Belle suddenly rolled me onto my back and filled her right hand with my prick. I was already mostly hard from making out with a sexy, petite strawberry blonde who happened to be naked and rubbing her big tits into my chest. My little pixie dragged her wet pussy up and down my erection trapped between us, lubing me up with her liquid arousal. She’d been masturbating for a few minutes already, so when she elevated my shaft and started sinking herself down, she was already stretched enough to keep her incredible tightness from being unpleasant. And after a minute she finally had herself fully seated on my big schlong.
Clutching my shoulders and staring straight into my eyes, Belle leaned forward and intoned in a grave tone that juxtaposed strangely with the intimately sexual act. “I’m the one who’s always with you. I’m the one who loves you more than anyone else. I will fucking burn down anyone and anything that ever tries to get between us. You understand me?”
Her eyes, expression, and voice brooked no dissent. I didn’t doubt she meant every word, and I nodded. “I understand.”
“I love you, Matty,” she moaned while starting to ride me up and down. “I’m going to love you for the rest of my life. I don’t EVER want to be parted from you, you understand me? Forget everything I ever said about needing to spread my wings and find other experiences. I LOVE you. ONLY you. You’ll be my one and only until the day I die, you understand me?”
She was humping hard and yet staring straight at me. I nodded and repeated, “I understand.”
“You’re MINE. You hear me? MINE,” she crowed. “Don’t worry, I’ll still share you with my friends. If things work out with you and Neevie, I’ll be happy to let you violate her sweet ass over and over again. I know I can’t compete with those other girls physically. I’m just too small and too tight. I’m happy to fuck myself while watching you pound the shit outta them. I’ll still love sucking your tasty cream out of their wrecked bodies and leaking holes. Nobody’s ever gonna love you the way I love you, you understand me? Huh? You understand me?”
“I understand!” I gasped. Good fucking lord she was tight, and she was humping me with such power and speed I felt like I was going to lose my nut already.
“I love you, Matty! I love you! I LOOOOOOOOOVVVVVEEEEEE YYYYYYYOOOOOOOUUUUU!!!!”
Belle threw her head back and howled, climaxing in record time. She really did make me lose my nut, and I blasted off quicker than I’d done in a long while as well.
She screamed. I roared. She squeezed. I yanked her hips down while belching wave after wave of hot spunk into her tight body, my cockhead just barely touching her cervical walls.
And then she slumped over my chest, nibbling on my neck. A moment later, she bit down… HARD… and kept on sucking until she’d left a bright red hickey on my neck, marking her territory.
“You’re mine, Matty,” Belle groaned into my ear before kissing me. “You understand me?”
“I understand,” I replied automatically.
But inside, I wasn’t so sure I understood.
****
Alice was waiting for me and Belle at the parking lot and came over to us as soon as we stepped onto the curb. She immediately wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a searing kiss. I figured I was going to need to get used to this and expect “good morning” kisses instead of fist bumps a lot more often.
All seven of us came together at recess. When Mari found out Zofi had joined in on Alice Tuesday, she made some sly comment about the girls enjoying themselves. I know Naimh didn’t mean to draw attention to herself, but she couldn’t help but sigh and look away a bit awkwardly. Mari noticed and apologized for being insensitive. Naimh tried to brush it off saying she knew full well the girls were going to fuck my brains out and had even told Alice she was happy someone would be taking good care of me.
Sam was silent, looking thoughtful, and I could see the gears turning in her pretty little head. I should’ve known then that I was going to be in trouble.
Seeking to reassure Naimh that I still very much cared about her and wanted to work things out, I met her outside her class again at lunchtime, and we walked slowly to join the others with her trying to explain she was perfectly fine with me continuing to hook up with the other girls and how the whole situation was her fault in the first place for screaming her ex-boyfriend’s name. I, on the other hand, wanted to be sensitive of her feelings and promised to talk to the girls about not rubbing it in her face.
If only I had known…
Naimh and I walked slowly enough that the other five girls had all beat us to the table. They were huddled together in some kind of serious discussion, and when Zofi spotted us, Sam immediately stepped out and approached us.
“Matty, we girls need to talk. You’re gonna have to eat your lunch elsewhere today. Come back in twenty minutes.”
I blinked in surprise. “Um, what?”
“Twenty minutes,” she stated flatly. “Got it?”
“Uhhh… okay…”
Without another word, Sam grabbed Naimh by the hand and pulled the redhead into the huddle. With their backs turned to me, I furrowed my eyebrows, shook my head, and turned to walk off.
Twenty-one minutes later, I returned to the table. Zofi and Mari looked apologetic. Alice looked rather annoyed. Belle’s eyes were intense. And Sam looked quietly serious.
Naimh actually left the group, came over to hug me, and said immediately, “I tried to talk them out of it. I’m so sorry. I never meant for something like this to happen.”
I frowned. “What are you talking about?”
Sam stepped forward. “We’re the BTC, and Neevie is part of the BTC. Regardless of whatever happened between the two of you, it’s not fair for her to be excluded from doing the same things the rest of us are doing. We created The Rule years ago to help make sure everyone stays ‘in balance’, and that’s just as true today.”
I shook my head. “I don’t understand.”
Sam looked back at the others and asked them, “Are we good with this?”
Zofi, Mari, and Alice nodded immediately. Alice replied verbally, “It sucks ‘cuz I just got started, but this IS what’s fair. We’re good with this.”
Belle didn’t state her agreement in any way, but nor did she disagree. Sam turned back to me.
“We understand that it’ll take time for your relationship with Neevie to heal to the point where you can be intimate again. None of us know if that’s going to be a few days, a week, a month, or… however long it takes. But until you two get back there, none of the rest of us is going to be intimate with you either.”
My jaw dropped.
“Focus on fixing things with Neevie. Figure out whatever you need to figure out in your head,” Sam stated emphatically. “Until then… no more sex.”
Um. Shit.
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K A Nilendra Perera
Wow...this plot twist at the end was the best.....Can't help chuckling at Matty's predicament
Bluedragonauthor
I will head off expectations and tell you there won't be a wedding in this book. This story ends with everyone heading off to college. There's room for a sequel once I'm done with the OSL series.
Glad to help. I’m too cheap to cheat, but I can hardly wait for each new installment of BTC. Please don’t end it too soon, but don’t jump the shark. A wedding with five bridesmaids would make for a perfect ending.
