BTC 2.0: Chapter 10 (Patreon)

-- CHAPTER 10: Ku’uipo --

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“Skylar’s at the front door!” Belle squawked in alarm to the other girls in the living room, having scurried back out of sight.

From my side of the wall, I heard Naimh sputter in surprise, “Ummm… Ummm… What do we do?”

“I should leave,” Skylar muttered apologetically, her eyes wide and her entire body tense.

“No, don’t,” I replied instinctively while tightening my grip around her waist. But a moment later I grimaced and clenched my eyes shut. Skylar choosing to remove herself from the awkward situation did make a lot of sense. So I opened my eyes and exhaled slowly, and as I did so I removed my hands from Skylar’s waist and took a step back. “Well… okay maybe that would be for the best. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s quite alright. Thank you for escorting me today. I really appreciate it. I’ll see you in class, okay?” she said quickly while turning around.

I nodded silently as Skylar twisted the doorknob and pulled open the door. Two seconds later she was gone, and I closed the door behind her, flipped the deadbolt, and then turned around to sag my back against the unyielding wood muttering, “Shit, shit, shit.”

All was silent for a few awkward moments, and then Belle called out, “Is she gone?!”

“She’s gone!” I answered loudly before taking a deep breath and pushing myself off the door. I paced down the short hallway with a foreboding sense of trepidation and actually came to a stop just out of view, rather nervously leaning forward and around the corner with just my head and shoulders while giving my girlfriends a sheepish grin. “Ummm… sorry?”

Sam sat on the sofa buck naked save for the strap-on Matty Junior sprouting from her loins, holding a throw pillow defensively over her chest.

Naimh wasn’t quite naked, wearing a cupless shelf-bra in my favorite emerald green and matching crotchless panties. She stood behind the couch, not trying to cover her nudity but clearly not in her typical I’m-so-horny-and-wanna-fuck-you-NOW mood either.

Belle bounced up to me with a deep-set frown and fire in her eyes before she went into another power slide, stopped right beside me, and then punched me hard on the upper arm. “You brought her inside?!?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” I stammered at the pint-sized pixie presenting me with an apoplectic appearance on her pouty face. “I texted Sam to ask if the coast was clear but I guess you guys were… umm… busy… and she didn’t get it. Skylar and I talked a lot today and she’s had a really rough time lately and everybody at the wedding pretty much ostracized her for some reason and she could really use some friends so when she asked if she could meet you I didn’t really think before inviting her to come inside when she dropped me off and she even gave me an out by saying she’d understand if you weren’t fit for company but I didn’t want to disappoint her so I told her I was sure it’d be alright but clearly it wasn’t alright and I’m so so sorry!”

Belle knitted her eyebrows together, seemed to chew on that for a moment, and then pursed her lips, exhaling through them with a huff. “Where do you even breathe in all that?” she parroted before grabbing my elbow and dragging me into the living room.

Sam was still scowling at me with a look of disappointment and kept the pillow over her chest. Matty Junior glistened with moisture in her lap and I realized that Belle’s puffy pink labia were wet and still spread open a bit. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what the girls had been up to in anticipation of my arrival, and I realized I’d just screwed myself out of a very pleasant foursome to wrap up my evening.

Belle pointed me at the couch at a right-angle to Sam’s and gave me a healthy shove at it. Belle took a seat next to me, but she faced away with her arms and legs crossed as if removing her goodies from view as punishment for my transgressions.

Naimh came and sat down on the other side of me, putting her hand on my knee. “You said Skylar’s had a rough time of it lately?” the redhead asked. “And that everybody at the wedding ostracized her?”

I sighed and sagged against the backrest. “Yeah, it was really weird. It was her twin brother Sebastien’s wedding but their parents didn’t talk to her at all, even though they were seated side-by-side during the ceremony. Most of the guests around our age were old college friends of Skylar’s and Sebastien’s from Cal, but except for this one girl, everyone else stayed away from her. Well, there was this one asshole who came by and called her a slut so I had to get in his face to get him to leave. She was clearly shaken and even trembling after that, and that was coming near the end of a really tense and awkward day in general. I gotta admit: if I’d been in her place, I don’t think I would’ve shown up in the first place - twin brother or not.”

“That’s just because you don’t know what it’s like to feel family obligations,” Sam muttered before sitting up and shaking her head. The pillow remained firmly in front of her chest as she hugged it closely.

I pursed my lips and shrugged, not having a response to that.

“Poor Skylar,” Naimh mumbled, almost absentmindedly rubbing my leg while she furrowed her eyebrows deep in thought.

“But you still shouldn’t have invited her in tonight,” Belle scolded. “Even if we hadn’t been getting all warmed up to give you a hot triple-girlfriend surprise, it’s not a good idea to invite strangers over when we’re not expecting them.”

Naimh picked her head up and nodded. “What if we’d been lounging around in sweatpants with no makeup on? I would’ve been mortified!”

“Would’ve at least been better than this.” Sam reached down and whacked the end of the Matty Junior… hard… and I winced in sympathetic response as if I’d felt the impact myself. My Head Girlfriend glared at me with narrowed eyes, stating coldly, “If you ever want us to surprise you with our naked, warmed-up bodies ever again for the rest of our lives, you will never bring strangers home unannounced ever again for the rest of our lives, got it?”

“Got it,” I replied with a blush, swallowing thickly.

Rolling her eyes, Sam got off the couch and finally dumped the throw pillow aside. With her borrowed equipment bobbing, she stalked out of the room and into her bedroom without a backwards glance and then slammed the door shut.

I grimaced and made a face at Naimh. Saturday nights were ‘Sam Nights’, but I muttered glumly, “She’s not coming out tonight, is she?”

Naimh gave me an apologetic look. “She’ll cool off in a minute. Honestly, we’re smarter than this.”

“Apparently not,” Belle muttered.

“It was kind of foreseeable that Skylar would drop in to say ‘hullo’,” Naimh continued.

“It made perfect sense at the time to invite her in,” I said with a sigh. “I’m sorry. This is my--”

“Stop apologizing,” she cut me off. “It’s not really your fault. And no harm done other than Skylar catchin’ a peak at Belle’s cute li’l vertical smile.”

“Hey!” Belle objected, turning back to face us while keeping one hand covering her chest as the other jabbed a knuckle at into already sore arm with each word. “That. Was. Not. Cool.”

“No it wasn’t, but Matty’s learned his lesson. And on a scale of one to ‘I’m never showin’ me face in public again’, how traumatized are you really?”

“About a two,” Belle admitted, clearly not wanting to abandon her status as the injured party.

“And on a scale of one to ‘I’m gonna touch meself thinkin’ o’ Skylar imaginin’ me naked’, how turn’d on does’it make ye knowin’ she’s seen ye in th’buff?”

Belle wriggled in her seat, “Do I have to touch myself?”

Naimh smiled and patted my leg, “See there? Everything will be okay. Just go upstairs and take a shower. Sam will be in your bed by the time you get out.”

“You think so?”

“I know so,” she replied with a smile and a wink.

Naimh had said the sentence with such reassuring confidence that I couldn’t help but smile back. I leaned forward and my girlfriend kissed me sweetly while continuing to rub my leg. And then once we parted, she gave me a warm smile and patted my butt after I stood up to head upstairs.

Belle puckered up as I turned around. I gave her a quick kiss and said “Sorry” one more time. She sighed and rolled her eyes in a way that told me I wasn’t forgiven, but soon would be.

And then I headed upstairs to take a shower… alone.

****

I mentally berated myself while soaping up my entire body, knowing that had I NOT screwed things up tonight I wouldn’t be showering alone (nor would I have been showering at all for another hour or so) and showering was just more fun when a gorgeous naked girl was soaping me up instead, you know?

I reassured myself that Sam was a rational young woman who loved me very much. She knew I’d always be there for her, waiting however long she needed, and I believed she would always be there for me as well. So I told myself we’d work it out and promised myself I wouldn’t go to bed until I’d talked her into joining me, even if just to cuddle and sleep.

Belle would likewise get over her anger. She probably had more right to be upset than Sam, actually, given that Skylar had seen her scurry out naked. But after all the shit we’d been through together, this awkward situation was really just a small kine thing. In the long run, Belle was more angry out of principle than the actual harm of another girl seeing her naked.

And Naimh hadn’t seemed very upset with me at all. After explaining what had happened, her first thought had been to say, ‘Poor Skylar.’

That turned my attention back to Skylar herself. We’d shared a pretty intense experience today, all things considered, from her isolation from the other guests and her parents to the boorish old guys with beer bellies ogling her to that heated showdown with Adi near the end. I had no idea as to WHY any of that stuff had happened and precious few details from which to even form a reasonable hypothesis.

I wondered what would happen to us now. Would she greet me in class on Monday with a warm hug and a bright smile? Would she pretend we were total strangers, never speak of the day again, and move forward as if the wedding had never happened? Would she still want to meet my girlfriends? Or had tonight’s disastrous first attempt soured her on the whole idea?

I didn’t know.

I didn’t really know anything about her. At this point, she knew far more about the goings on in my life than I did about hers, the inevitable result of me filling in empty conversation space talking about my life while not pressuring her to reveal any more about hers than she was comfortable with.

Not that I’d ever pressure her. Wasn’t my style. I’d express my openness to learning more if she felt comfortable sharing and maybe even ask some pointed questions, but I’d never be the kind of guy to demand answers she didn’t want to give.

All I could do now, really, was wait. Worrying about the Skylar situation wouldn’t do me any good, and my priority should be on my three girlfriends anyway. So as I finished rinsing off, turned off the shower, and reached out to grab my towel, I resolved to get dressed quickly and then head downstairs to beg Sam’s forgiveness and plead with her to come to bed with me.

But I needn’t have worried. Naimh told me that Sam would be in my bed by the time I got out, and she was as good as her word. As I returned to my room, I found my busty blonde girlfriend waiting for me in bed wearing wispy, sheer lingerie just as she’d suggested days ago.

And she wasn’t alone.

Naimh slathered her supple tongue through the juncture of Sam’s spread thighs while the platinum-blonde cradled the redhead’s wriggling red head to her crotch. Belle knelt behind the bent-over buxom redhead wearing the black straps of Matty Junior around her waist, the business end of the blunt boner buried deep within Naimh’s nethers. And the three of them writhed and pulsed together like a combined organic creature of orgiastic lust.

My rigid rod rapidly rose to the occasion, quite literally parting the gap of the towel wrapped around my waist so that my prick pointed forward towards the girls like a compass guiding the way north.

“Let’s start over, shall we?” Sam smiled at me with warm eyes and an eager grin.

“Gawd I love you,” I exclaimed in mixed happiness and relief.

Sam winked and then beckoned me forward, replying, “I know.”

****

After the four of us were all fucked out, Naimh went to sleep with Belle in the next room while Sam and I snuggled together. The four of us slept in on Sunday morning, but eventually we all got up and I started making a late brunch for everyone before any of the girls got out of bed.

Afterwards, Sam and Belle went out for a run, telling us they’d be doing the Strawberry Canyon Fire trail and didn’t expect to be back for a couple of hours. That left me and Naimh some alone time to ourselves, so I figured we’d end up doing what we always did on Sunday afternoon’s while Sam and Belle went running: fuck each other’s brains out.

But to my surprise, after I finished putting away all the dishes, I returned to the living room to find Naimh booting up my Nintendo 64 on the big screen TV.

“Um… what are you doing?” I asked with an arched eyebrow.

My girlfriend glanced back at me over her shoulder and grinned. “Alice and I chatted for a couple of hours yesterday while you were at the wedding with Skylar.”

“Really?” I said in surprise. “How is she? Good lord it feels like I haven’t talked to that girl in forever.”

“That’s because you haven’t, and group text chats don’t count. But don’t sweat it. You were always a bit of an out-of-sight/out-of-mind kinda guy, especially distracted as you were by whichever girls were immediately in your sight at the time.”

I shrugged. “It’s funny because it’s true. But seriously: how is she?”

“She’s good, she’s good.” Naimh smirked. “You’ll be happy to know she isn’t dating other guys or anything like that. Too busy getting adjusted to a new school and all that, although she said she’s giving BOB quite a workout.”

I blushed and gave Naimh a wry grin. “Thanks for the update, but that still doesn’t explain this.” I gestured vaguely at the TV.

“Alice asked if you’d picked up a new video game buddy yet. I told her you hadn’t, which gave me the idea that -I- could be your new video game buddy. And that’s when she suggested this.”

The spinning Nintendo 64 logo on the TV screen faded away to be replaced by the opening screen video of Perfect Dark, accompanied by down-tempo trance music and a surreal kind of starfield while the stylized letters of the title scrolled by. Curious, I let the video play for a minute or so before picking up a controller, pressing the red Start button in the middle, and sitting down next to my girlfriend.

“This game isn’t mine,” I remarked as the initial setup screen came up and I started thumbing through the selections. “Did you buy it?”

“Yesterday right after I hung up with Alice. Do you like my surprise?”

“Love it,” I told her sincerely and opened my arm to her.

My grinning girlfriend giggled gleefully and snuggled in against my side, puckering up for a simple smooch. “I’m so excited!” she squealed.

“Do you know how the game works?” I asked.

“Uh, no,” Naimh admitted. “But Alice said this would be a fun game for the two of us because it has a… a ‘cooperative’ mode?”

I nodded, flicking the buttons to put us into two-player, explaining, “This looks a lot like Goldeneye to me, which Alice and I used to play together, but that didn’t have a ‘Co-op’. ‘Co-op’ is where the two of us work together to complete each level. Each of us takes a player and we basically run around trying to shoot the bad guys without getting shot too many times ourselves. And see here: there’s a brunette and a blonde.”

“No redheads?” Naimh pouted. “Can I change my character’s hair color?”

“Uh no, I don’t think so. Sorry.”

“Feck it. I’m good with the blonde.” Naimh shrugged. “So how do we do this?”

“Well let’s start with me teaching you what all the buttons do, how to move, how to aim, and how to shoot.”

“Sounds complicated,” she drawled while screwing her face up, at least at first. “But I have a feeling you’ll know exactly how to simplify it for me!”

My smile matched hers. “I look forward to trying. Don’t sweat about mastering it all in one day. Let’s just have some fun, huh?”

“Can you teach me while I sit in your lap?”

“Even better.”

Naimh giggled. “I think I’m gonna enjoy this.”

****

Per our normal Monday/Wednesday routine, Naimh held my hand for the walk from our house onto campus Monday morning while Belle followed behind us. When we reached our usual intersection, my redheaded girlfriend gave me a quick kiss and then bounced away towards the Biology buildings while Belle happily slid her small hand into mine for the journey that remained. The Engineering buildings were first, so when we reached my classroom, my petite “little sister” jumped up into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist so she could give me a passionate French kiss. I let her snog me for a minute before relaxing my grip as a signal for her to put her feet down. And then I patted her ass while she flashed me a pixie wink and then spun around to head off towards Chemistry.

“Well that looked like fun,” a familiar voice in a clipped English accent remarked lightly from somewhere behind me and to the left.

I twisted around, spotted the speaker, and then blushed a bit. “Good morning, Skylar. What can I say? Belle’s an affectionate one.”

“I imagine they’re ALL pretty affectionate if Belle and Neevie are anything to go by.” Arms folded across her chest, Skylar extended her chin towards Belle’s departing form. “And I’ll take Belle’s little display as a good sign that your relationships weren’t unduly damaged by my unexpected arrival Saturday night.”

“We’re doing fine, thank you very much,” I replied with a wry grin as I started walking towards her. “But speaking of Saturday night, how are you? Not unduly damaged by the trauma of my girlfriend popping into the hallway bare-naked in front of you?”

“It wasn’t the first time I’d ever seen another girl naked.” Skylar smirked and opened her arms out to me, inviting a hug, which I gladly gave her. But when we separated a moment later, the blonde gave me a curious look before stating, “I did notice, though, that Belle was quite… aroused. And by that I mean she’d evidently been… exercising… prior to our arrival.”

I blushed and shrugged. “Something like that.”

Skylar arched an eyebrow and looked like she wanted to continue asking me questions, perhaps curious to know further details about the girls ‘exercising’ without me. But instead it seemed that her British reserve belatedly kicked in, and she pursed her lips and shrugged, turning back towards the lecture hall. “It’s almost class time. Shall we?”

“So we shall.” I gestured with one arm like a courtier and started forward, with Skylar falling into step alongside me, not unlike the way we’d done when first arriving at the wedding. We entered the building together and then walked over to the auditorium-style lecture hall, descending the steps side-by-side chatting about… actually, I can’t remember what we were chatting about.

What I do remember was the rhythmic sound of Skylar’s high heels striking each individual stair tread. I remember the way the babbling conversations around us hushed as we descended. This was probably why I’d forgotten the topic of conversation, because I had pretty much stopped talking by that point while Skylar was laughing about something and touching my arm, and I became quite conscious of the fact that she was touching my arm in full view of all of my classmates.

All of my classmates who had regularly seen Belle smooching me before class with her koala-bear hug.

All of my classmates who had regularly seen Naimh snogging me immediately after class.

All of my classmates who had regularly ogled the buxom blonde bombshell T.A. and received nothing but cold looks in return. Well, maybe not most of the female classmates (or those two gay guys), but you know what I mean.

All of my classmates watched as Skylar and I reached my usual seat on the aisle in the fourth row, and then they watched Skylar enter first to sit down on the seat next to mine that would usually remain unoccupied throughout Professor D’s lecture.

The beautiful, busty bombshell with honey-blonde hair pinned up in a no-nonsense bun save for two long ‘slut strand’ tendrils that framed her face smiled and rubbed my forearm in full view of the crowd around us that was no longer silent. Whispered murmurs sounded around us, and I forced myself to focus and pay attention to what Skylar was saying in the moment rather than cock my ears to try and listen to what my classmates were saying. Besides, it wasn’t like I’d never been in these kinds of situations before - not after spending my high school years with The BTC.

At the appointed hour, the stodgy old graybeard at the front of the class dismissed the students in front of him to return to their seats and ambled over to the front of the class at the bottom of the stairs.

“Good morning, students,” he greeted politely in his typically loud but quavering voice while scanning the inclined rows. His gaze swept across Skylar, paused, and then returned to her for a moment. He looked puzzled and then turned his head to the desk in the corner where she usually sat, verified that his eyes were not deceiving him and the desk was indeed unoccupied, and then returned his gaze back to his teaching assistant seated beside me.

And with a shrug that quite plainly said, ‘Okay, whatever,’ Professor D smiled and stated, “Let’s begin.”

****

Skylar and I walked out of class together and I was expecting to find the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen waiting for me right outside. But rather than bounce straight up to me with a beaming smile and a happy “Matty!” exclamation, my freckled redhead girlfriend instead went straight to the honey-blonde babe beside me.

“Skylar!” she greeted with open arms.

“Hullo, Neevie,” my T.A. replied quite warmly as they came together for a quick hug before stepping back arm’s length apart. “How are you?”

“Me?! How are you?” Naimh blushed bright pink while covering her mouth with one hand, and then dropped it away and gave the other girl an apologetic look. “I’m so sorry about Saturday night.”

“I’m the one who should apologize for Saturday night,” Skylar insisted while shaking her head. “I should’ve known better than to arrive at your house unannounced on a Saturday night.”

Naimh cleared her throat and stepped alongside me, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Well actually, Matty here should’ve known better than to invite you into our house on a Saturday night knowing that there’d be three hot and horny girls waiting for him.”

Skylar smirked and looked like she wanted to say something in response to the remark about three hot and horny girls waiting for me, but she pressed her lips together tightly and then took a deep breath before remarking, “Well it’s certainly something I’ll never forget, but let’s just pretend that’s an option and move on, shall we?”

“I think we should try again someday. Are you free for dinner tonight? I promise there won’t be any naked girls waiting in the living room this time.”

“Aww, man!” I mock pouted.

Naimh giggled and smacked me lightly with the back of her hand.

“Oh I do wish I could join you, but I’ve a rather busy schedule today,” Skylar apologized, and I found I rather liked the way she pronounced the word ‘schedule’ without the ‘c’: shhhedule. “Weekdays are just jam-packed. I barely have enough time to eat.”

“But you do have enough time to eat. You definitely had time last Wednesday. Come with us to lunch again?” Naimh asked hopefully.

“Uh, well, I suppose I’m free.” Skylar glanced at me. “But this is your special time with Matty, isn’t it? He told me about how difficult it is to find one-on-one time together and he’s been making a stronger effort to do so.”

“Well, that’s true,” Naimh admitted while hugging me against her side. “But then again, he also understands how difficult it is to make friends sometimes. Really tight friends.”

I could hear Naimh’s pining for a BFF in the subtext of her voice and gave Skylar a welcoming smile. “We’d love to have you join us for lunch today,” I told her sincerely.

“And even if your weekdays are jam-packed, what about a weekend?” Naimh continued. “Ooh! Matty said you wanted to go to the beach. How about we do a beach trip together on Saturday! All of us!”

“Ahhh… well…” Skylar stalled momentarily while thinking it over. I could tell she liked the idea of going to the beach, but she was also a little nervous at the prospect of meeting all of the girls. For as enthusiastic as she’d been to meet them after the wedding, she certainly seemed to be having second thoughts now.

“C’mon, you’ll have a cracking good time. I’ll bet you look wicked hot in a bikini,” Naimh encouraged. “And don’t worry ’bout Saturday night. It’s already forgotten, remember?”

Skylar had started blushing at the mention of a bikini, almost nervously looking at me to see if I’d started ogling her a bit at the thought of seeing her in a bikini (I was. She caught me red-handed). But after taking a calming breath, she stood up straight and poised as if meeting a fresh challenge head-on, and in a strong, clear voice she replied, “I’d love to. Just let me know when and where to meet you.”

“Ace! I still need to run it by the other girls but I’m sure I can convince them. Give me your address and we’ll come pick you up in Matty’s van Saturday morning. Well, not morning because we kinda sleep in on Saturdays. But like… midday. Probably noon? Oh we’ll figure it out and Matty has your number so he can call you with the details later. This is gonna be brilliant!”

****

It was late afternoon when the doorbell rang exactly twice and I paused my video game before getting up and padding down the short hallway from the living room. I didn’t bother to check the peephole, already knowing exactly who would be on the other side of the door.

“You know I think it’s about time we made you and Lily copies of the house key,” I remarked without preamble while giving the gorgeous girl on my doorstep a wry grin.

Eva gave me a tight smile and a shrug like it didn’t matter to her one way or the other, and she silently walked forward while I backed out of the way and gestured her inside. She headed straight past me into the living room while I closed the door behind her and then followed after. Her resting bitch face and dismissive demeanor made it all the more surprising when her voice echoed around the corner sounding like a giggly, happy teenybopper.

“Oh hey, Perfect Dark!” she exclaimed before I’d even returned to the living room.

“I take it you’ve played before?” I asked as I came into view and saw her carelessly dump her backpack behind the couch and then reach down to grab a controller.

“We played GoldenEye all the time and couldn’t wait for Perfect Dark to come out,” Eva replied wistfully, before blinking away a memory. “Good times.” She picked up the other controller, as if testing to see if it suited her any better, and then shot me a smirk, challenging, “You mind if I exit your game? C’mon, Matty. Let’s play multiplayer. Betcha I can kick yo’ ass, haole.”

I grinned, dropped down onto the seat beside her, and picked up my controller.

“Bring it on.”

****

Something tickled my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

“Mmph!” somebody grunted, and as I sat up, I realized I’d just shoved my dick an inch into a girl’s throat. She gagged a little and pulled back until just my mushroom head was still in her mouth but didn’t quite pull all the way off. Instead she fought to inhale oxygen through her nostrils until she managed to catch her breath. And then she resumed sucking on my knob and twisting her hands around the base of my cock, pumping them together up and down the length of my shaft until she’d recovered enough to push her face back down.

My eyes fluttered for a brief second, giving me just enough time to see a ‘brownish’-haired head bobbing up and down in my lap. Lily looked up at me, her warm brown eyes practically smiling triumphantly on their own. And she stopped to similarly smile with her lips around a mouthful of meat.

“Mmm… Morning, Lily,” I greeted cordially while reaching up to caress her head.

She popped off my prick and grinned. “I didn’t choke!” she announced proudly while continuing to pump my shaft with both little hands.

I grinned and nodded my agreement, repeating back, “You didn’t choke!”

“Told ya you could do it,” Belle said encouragingly, rubbing her bestie’s back.

Lily waggled her head side to side with a beaming smile as if doing a little happy dance, her eyes sparkling before she ducked back down and crammed as much of my cock into her mouth as she could again. She probed my prickhead against her gag reflex for a moment, just testing it out. Then she inhaled sharply through her nostrils before pushing herself down deeper, taking several inches into her throat.

She still couldn’t take all of me, not that I necessarily needed her to. Much as Belle had promised that first night after Lincoln’s party, I was super-happy to be Lily’s practice test dummy for as long as she needed, especially since Lily wanted to get a LOT of practice.

I wouldn’t go so far as to say the petite Hawaiian hottie sucked my dick every single day of the week, but it certainly felt pretty close. In the beginning Lily had been really shy and nervous about it, often getting Belle to come over, climb into my lap, and start making out with me as a prelude to getting my pants off (not that Belle needed much convincing). But as the days turned into weeks she got more and more comfortable with expressing her desires as I continued to prove I was happy to let her practice on me whenever the urge struck.

Last Tuesday she came up to my room while I was studying at my desk to ask if I minded her crawling underneath and giving me a blowjob (of course I said I didn’t mind).

Last Wednesday night had been group playtime with Belle and Naimh, during which she both practiced her burgeoning cunnilingus skills (both giving and receiving) in addition to fellatio.

And then last Friday, Lily had attempted the morning BJ alarm clock once more, only to choke again.

Saturday we didn’t see each other at all since I spent most of the day out of the house, but on Sunday evening Lily and Eva both came over to join us for dinner. Halfway through the meal, the buxom little babe brazenly crawled underneath the dining table during dinner, extracted my prick, and started feeding on me while I fed myself (Eva buried her face in her hands and couldn’t believe it was happening).

And then at the end of the evening last night, Eva went back to Mrs. Morris’s house to sleep.

But Lily did not.

She still wasn’t ready to cross the line to full intercourse, not that I had any reason to pressure her with three other busty babes immediately available. All five of us had a great time together and at the end of the night, Sam went down to her own room, Belle and Lily shacked up together in Belle’s room, and Naimh stayed with me.

But this morning, Belle and Lily had apparently returned.

My Irish girlfriend was still in bed with us, her head on the pillow beside mine with her eyes closed. But she started stirring just then and I turned to glance over at her, watching her eyelids open and close and then open again like butterfly wings. They flapped a few times before remaining open. She gazed at me as if still in a dream, staring with a semi-conscious blankness until her irises finally focused on my face. And only then did a slow smile tug at the corners of her lips, extending outward and upward while her eyelids dropped back down halfway until her expression was that of infinite satisfaction - the kind of feeling I would’ve felt only after carnally satisfying all seven of my OG BTC girlfriends one after the other after the other.

“Morning, Matty,” Naimh said sleepily, and for some reason that greeting briefly made me think of Skylar. But it was a fleeting sensation before I reached out with one hand to caress my Irish girlfriend’s freckled face and then leaned over to give her a sweet morning kiss.

“Mmm, my turn?” Lily asked hopefully a moment later after popping off my prick.

I grinned and beckoned her towards me by curling all four of my fingers a few times.

The luscious little lady held up a finger first, dropping her mouth around my dick and then pushing my prickhead past her gag reflex again. She swallowed as much of my thickness as she could manage as if giving my girth a goodbye hug. But then Lily pulled up and giggled cutely while crawling her way up my body and onto my chest.

She moaned as our mouths crashed together in a somewhat hungrier, more passionate liplock than my sweet morning kiss had been with Naimh, not that either of us minded. I reached down with both arms to wrap them around her nubile half-naked body, sliding my hands down the back of her panties and grabbing big handfuls of her juicy booty, using my grip to tug her body a little higher so that we were truly face-to-face. And Lily took advantage of her increased leverage to grab my head, thrust her tongue down my throat, and really amp up her amorous energy.

Meanwhile, my actions had also moved Lily’s body up and out of the way, giving Belle plenty of room to slide between our legs and get her pouty little lips around my prick. I groaned into Lily’s mouth while her bestie did her level-best to deep-throat my dick. And after a minute or so of taking progressively deeper plunges to gradually stretch herself out, Belle finally managed to land her lips down around the very base of my cock.

“Did you catch that?” Naimh asked brightly, her attention on Lily. “The way he tensed up and thrust his pelvis right then? I didn’t even need to look down to realize Belle just got his entire length in her throat.”

Lily moaned and then broke our kiss, asking, “She deep-throated him?”

Naimh giggled and nodded.

At first Lily smiled, but then she sighed and gave me an apologetic look. “I’ll get there too. I promise. I just need more practice.”

I blinked and gave her a reassuring smile. “Not a requirement, but at the same time I won’t diminish your goal and say it’s not worthwhile. If you want to keep practicing until you make it, I’d be delighted to let you.”

“I’d be delighted too!” The Hawaiian hottie smiled happily as she kissed me again with renewed fervor.

Meanwhile, having successfully completed her own goal before pulling off to breathe, Belle didn’t seem to feel any urgent need to repeat the maneuver and instead bobbed her head up and down a bit along my length before nursing on just my mushroom head contentedly. My little minx was becoming quite the pro at pleasing my plumped-up pecker, and I had to pull my face away from Lily’s to gasp and groan, “Holy fuck, Belle…”

My impish pixie giggled cutely from between my legs and then resumed her oral ministrations.

Meanwhile, Lily took the opportunity to catch her breath and stared down at me for a moment while panting softly. She seemed to study my face for a minute, shaking her head slowly as if in disbelief. Several loose bangs hung down from her forehead and dangled between us, so I reached up to tuck them back behind her ears and then caressed my fingertips down her cheek.

“Aloha, ku’uipo,” I greeted her softly.

Lily blinked in surprise, arching her eyebrows. “Do you know what that word means?”

“Ummm…” I stammered at first. “Well I thought it means ‘sweetheart’ in Hawaiian after I looked it up on the internet. Does it not?”

Lily smiled. “Oh it definitely means ‘sweetheart’. I was just surprised you’d use that word for me.”

“Well you are a sweetheart,” I stated a little more confidently. “The sweetest.”

“It means ‘sweetheart’ in the sense of a girlfriend or a lover,” Lily clarified.

“Well… uh…” I had to pause for a moment to collect my thoughts. “You and I have talked about not getting involved in romantic complications as to the ‘girlfriend’ title. But after everything we’ve done together, I think we definitely qualify as ‘lovers’. And it suits you, sweetheart. Would it be alright for me to keep calling you ku’uipo?”

Lily beamed, her eyes turning into crescent moons as she smiled broadly. “I think I’d like that very much, hoalauna.”

It took me a minute to mentally translate the endearment hoalauna. It didn’t mean just ‘neighbors’, but rather…

“Close companion,” I stated warmly. “Intimate friend.”

“Very intimate friend,” Lily said with a giggle. And then she started kissing me again.

Meanwhile, Belle had never really stopped sucking on me. She wasn’t actively trying to get me off or anything - just playing around with her favorite toy. Naimh had likewise let me and Lily have our little moment, watching unobtrusively.

But eventually the horny redhead couldn’t help but lean in and start nuzzling my arm with her nose. I pulled back from Lily to smile at my Irish girlfriend and then tilted my head so she could tilt her head to meet me and she planted her lips on mine with pent-up passion.

Lily then shifted atop me, scooting herself further up my chest, so that when I broke my kiss with Naimh and looked back up at her, I found my face perfectly aligned with her chest. I didn’t need any further invitation to push up the hem of the sheer cami she’d worn to bed, exposing both of her big Double-D boobies and then latching onto her left one like I was a starving infant. At the same time, I let my right hand slide off her buttcheek and into her crack, briefly buzzing her anus before hooking one and then a second finger into her juicing slit from behind. And once I had a good grip, I started repeatedly curling those fingers to thrust in and out of her tight twat.

Lily closed her eyes and moaned while I assaulted her nipples with my lips and assaulted her pussy with my pumping digits. The sound abruptly cut off a moment later, though, and I looked up to see that Naimh had leaned over to seal her lips over Lily’s, the two wicked hot babes making out hot and heavy in erotic Sapphic ecstasy. And Belle continued blowing me all the while.

At least at first.

See, Naimh had taken charge of kissing Lily and the force of her fierce liplock started sliding the sexy teen coed a little further back down my belly, especially since I’d pulled my fingers out of the petite girl’s tight twat to hold her hips instead. If I hunched my neck I could still get my lips around one of Lily’s tasty melons (which I did), but it also put the Hawaiian hottie’s pussy within range of my dick. And impish Belle decided to take full advantage by angling my long length forward so that my thick mushroom head started swabbing through Lily’s soaking-wet snatch.

“AUE!!!” Lily exclaimed in surprise when she felt my fat prick probing at the entrance to her pussy. She writhed and wriggled in place, not exactly trying to shift herself away from my terrifying tool, but rather working her pink pussy lips around my petrifying python while simultaneously coating it in an abundance of her natural lubrication.

“You wanna feel him in you?” Belle asked in a husky, deeply aroused voice. “You can right now. He’s ready whenever you are.”

“Belle,” I warned, suddenly tensing up at the sound of my ‘little sister’s’ voice, thick as it was with obvious carnal craving. I knew with absolute certainty that my voyeuristic little Cumslut was absolutely dying to see my massive shaft skewer Lily’s little slit. But I really wanted Lily to make that decision for herself on her own timetable, not Belle’s.

“I want to feel it,” Lily moaned, horny beyond belief as she started backing herself onto my big dick. She wasn’t quite aligned though, so she started to slide to the side.

“Hang on a sec. Lemme just… okay there,” Belle murmured excitedly, handling my hard-on like a pro and then holding it steady for her new bestie to sit back on.

But Lily hesitated. She’d backed herself up about an inch, enough so that my tapered head had started to spread her lubricated labia apart. But I could feel that she hadn’t swallowed the entire crown yet, and I kept my butt flat on the mattress, resisting the urge to plant my feet and thrust upward with all my power, forcing the rest of my prick past her virginal entrance.

She would have let me. I’d set my skull back down on the bed to stare upwards into Lily’s eyes, and she stared right back at me with a riot of stormy emotions surging through her gaze. She was excited but scared, the same kind of expression she’d shown in Sam’s Escalade that fateful night when we’d first kicked off this crazy adventure together. And I saw a willingness in her eyes that if I wanted to make that thrust and claim her cherry so that I’d forever be her first, she’d be okay with it.

Which was exactly why I couldn’t do it.

I didn’t want her to just “be okay with it”. I wanted her to want it. I wanted her to want ME. It had never been about claiming cherries for me, but rather about ensuring the ultimate happiness of every girl I was with. I’d promised Lily I would never push her into doing something she wasn’t a hundred percent comfortable with, and she wasn’t at a hundred percent yet. Maybe more like… eighty. And eighty was less than a hundred: simple as that.

So Lily leaned down to kiss me again, this time our liplock more of the sweet morning kiss variety than erotically passionate. The initial surge of lust had gone, washed away by the terrifying adrenaline rush of having come this close to losing her virginity. And she moaned into my mouth again, although this time her tone was more exquisite relief than exquisite ecstasy.

Not today.

Not today.

And then Belle grabbed my dick and shoved it into Lily’s snatch.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS:

Prologue & Chapter 1: The BTC: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99290461

Chapter 2: Hoalauna: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99357682

Chapter 3: E10: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99433482

Chapter 4: Leeloo: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99506524

Chapter 5: The Fifth Element: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99618767

Chapter 6: Lily: https://www.patreon.com/posts/100326143

Chapter 7: The Hangover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/100548952

Chapter 8: Quality Time: https://www.patreon.com/posts/100806434

Chapter 9: The Favor: https://www.patreon.com/posts/101140618