The Big Tits Club: Chapter 44 (Patreon)

-- CHAPTER 44: Santa Cruz II --

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“Fuckme, fuckme, fuckme, fuckme, ohhh… shiiiiit, Matty! I’m gonna cum! Cum with me! CUM WITH ME! AHHHHHHH!!!”

“Ungh, ungh, ungh, UUUUUUUUUUUUNNNGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!”

I thrust forward a final time, blasting a night’s buildup worth of spunk into Belle’s ridiculously tight rectum. She was cumming too, her core muscles clenching and squeezing around my embedded prick. There was simply no more room inside her, and frothy white cream like the top of a latte started oozing out the circumference of my cock even while I continued splooging her ass.

When we were both finished, I kept my arms locked to prevent myself from crushing her. My pelvis still pinned her little body to the mattress beneath me, but even that I let up a bit while panting to catch my breath.

Eventually, though, I recovered enough to retract, her now loosened asshole allowing my exit a lot more easily that it had allowed my entrance ten minutes earlier. And with a sigh, I sat back on my heels, feeling the steam rising from my overheated body as I stared down at my Annabelle’s gaping anus still rimmed with cock cream.

Belle sighed. “I don’t suppose one of you wants to slurp that out and snowball it to me.”

Alice’s eyes got big. “Don’t look at me. You’re Matty’s Little Cumslut.”

Zofi pursed her lips, thought about it, and finally said, “I’ll try it. I do love a good snowball. And I did come pretty close to doing this once already with Neevie.”

The lissome brunette bent forward, her long tongue delving into Belle’s anal depths to slurp out gobs of sperm.

The little pixie moaned and groaned feeling her friend give her a rimjob. And she may have even had another orgasm when she felt Zofi seal her lips over her anus and hoover out the rest.

I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming when Belle rolled over, Zofi parked her face a few inches above, and even pulled her long, dark hair out of the way like a curtain so that I’d have an unimpeded view of my cum dribbling out from between Zofi’s lips and into Belle’s waiting mouth. The kiss they shared to finish it off was just icing on the cake.

After that though, the four of us got up and started to get ready to start our day. Alice yawned, having not slept very well. It had been her first overnight of any kind, the first time she’d shared a bed with anyone since she was three or something, and she had a lot of trouble getting comfortable.

At first, she’d been excited. Since Belle got so many overnights with me, she’d graciously offered to let Alice and Zofi cuddle up to either side of me, and I’d fallen asleep quite happy to spoon Alice like my personal teddy bear. She, on the other hand, lay awake in a panic that if she moved the slightest bit that she’d disturb my slumber, and my arms started to feel like a prison. About an hour after everyone else had passed out, she finally slipped away, moved on the other side of Belle, and slept fitfully on the edge of the bed trying not to touch anybody.

I’d wound up spooned behind Zofi, which was quite pleasant for both of us. I gathered she’d slept in Sam’s arms more than a few times over the years.

Anyway, everyone got dressed, ate “breakfast” (it was getting close to noon), and we piled into the van to drive off down the coast. We stopped and took photos at Bixby Creek Bridge. We took the Buzzard’s Roost Trail hike through the redwood trees in Big Sur. Belle was sore and whined about her stupid idea to have anal sex with me the morning before going on a big hike. I felt bad (since, well, it was mostly my fault), and I wound up carrying her piggyback a good chunk of the morning.

We ate a picnic “lunch” in the lush forest close to four o’clock. Afterwards, we checked out McWay Falls and then spent a couple of hours at Pfeiffer State Beach. At one point, Belle walked over to Holly, and the two of them took a long walk together along the waterline. I had an inkling they were talking about me, although I reminded myself not to think the entire world revolved around me.

We stayed on the beach until we could see the sunset glowing through the Keyhole Arch. Naimh came to find me then, and she sat between my legs while I kissed the back of her neck as we watched the sunset together. Her body felt VERY warm and comfortable with my chest pressed against her back and our fingers interlaced together. And for a moment there was no one else on the beach but us.

Our party of eight stopped in Carmel for a late dinner and then finally made it back to the Santa Cruz cliff house after ten. By the time everyone showered and got into our rooms, we were all pretty tired from a long day out. And even though we’d all slept in pretty late in the morning, the amount of exercise we’d already gotten and the energy spent was not conducive to any big great orgy.

So despite having three of the sexiest, most sexually-CAPABLE young women I’d ever met in my bed, we did NOT have some wild out of control foursome.

Oh, we still had sex. I mean… come on, let’s not get crazy.

But we just went one round, everybody had at least one nice orgasm, and I fell asleep spooned up with Mari as my cuddle bunny for the night.

Besides, we had a wild out of control foursome in the morning.

****

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

She didn’t react at all, didn’t even make a sound. I’d just thrust every inch of my dick down her throat, and she took it all with aplomb. And as soon as my hips dropped back down to the mattress, she resumed fucking her entire face up and down in my lap as if nothing had ever happened.

My eyes fluttered for a brief second, giving me just enough time to see the brunette head bobbing up and down in my lap. Mari looked up at me, her warm brown eyes welcoming me into the world of the waking. And she stopped to smile around a mouthful of meat at full depth, as comfortable with my entire cock in her throat as if she were sucking on a mere cough drop.

“Mmm, good morning, Angel,” I greeted while reaching up to caress her cheek.

The pretty Latina pulled off my cock, beamed, and replied, “Good morning.” But rather than slam her face back down on my dick, she giggled and glanced to her right.

“Top o’ the mornin’ to ya!” Naimh cheered in an overly-dramatic accent. And then with a pixie wink, she wrapped her lips tightly around my shaft and maintained that suction for every exquisite inch as she slowly pushed her nose all the way down to my short and curlies. At full depth, she swallowed thickly, breathing shallowly through her nose and massaging my morning wood with her throat until she returned upward just as slowly as she’d gone down.

“What am I supposed to say? ‘G’day mate?’ or something?” Sam laughed as she took over. She stroked my shaft with her right hand a couple of times first before nursing my mushroom head and swirling her tongue around the cap.

Taking a deep breath, Sam then matched the two others in deep-throating me, which made me groan and then mutter, “Crikey…”

Unfortunately, the joke made her laugh and she had to pull up. And instead of repeating the maneuver she instead bobbed her head up and down several times before popping off the top and smiling.

“So Zofi told me you made a rule for your first night with the other girls.” Sam explained while she handed my dick back to Mari. She paused and waited while the lusty Latina deep-throated me again, making me lose focus and let my head loll back. But when she had my attention once more, she continued, “You said no splitting off into one-on-ones - everything has to be a proper threesome.”

I nodded.

“So like right now, Mari’s giving you a blowjob but nobody else is touching either of you.”

I frowned and nodded with exaggerated disapproval. “I think you need to take your panties off and come sit on my face.”

“I think you’re right!” Sam then raised the hem of her nightie, glanced down, and put on a look of mock surprise. “Oh, wait! I’m not wearing any!”

I laughed as the buxom blonde crawled forward, threw a leg over my head, and lowered her pink pussy lips down to meet my waiting tongue. She sighed happily as I grabbed her ass and went to work, and after a minute she moaned, “You’re almost as good as Zofi.”

I considered that high praise indeed.

“What about me?” Naimh complained.

“Go down on Mari or something. I’m busy,” Sam muttered. “Why is everyone always asking ME what to do?”

The girls all laughed, even Mari, who pulled her face off my prick and said, “Why don’t you climb on him reverse cowgirl while I lick your clit.”

“Ooh! Right on,” Naimh cheered as she quickly stripped off her clothing. Moments later, I groaned into Sam’s snatch while the horny redhead slowly sank her heavenly pussy down onto me. And a few moments after that, I felt her clenching and twitching as Mari evidently went to work.

The next twenty minutes went pretty much like that. Mari lay on her back with Naimh eating her out and Sam alternately sucking on her big titties or making out with her while I pumped Sam from behind. Or Naimh and Mari got into a sixty-nine position with me fucking Mari from behind while Naimh licked at our joining and Sam fucking Naimh with Matty Junior (yes, of COURSE she brought the strap-on). You get the idea.

Eventually, though, I blew my load into Mari’s sweet snatch and pulled out so the busty redhead could slurp out my spending from below. But after she’d cleaned her friend out with her tongue, Naimh dropped her head back and sighed, moaning up at me upside-down, “I think it’s LONG past time I got both you and Matty Junior inside me simultaneously.”

My eyebrows rose, and in the meantime, Mari flopped off her and curled up on her side, momentarily wiped out from her monster orgasm.

“Ever since you first got DP’d, I haven’t been able to get the idea out of my head,” Naimh breathed, a fire in her electric green eyes as she now stared up at Sam, who still had the fat dildo shoved into the redhead’s cunt at the time. “But the timing just never worked out right. First, Matty and I hadn’t reconnected quite yet. Then I got a little too distracted by Holly her first week. And then of course you went and FORGOT to bring it on Friday. But I am NOT letting this opportunity slip by me again!”

Sam chuckled and gyrated her hips to carve the fake cock around the inner walls of Naimh’s wet box. “How do you want us?”

Naimh’s eyes glittered. “You can lie down on your back and I’ll mount you. Then Matty can push into my arse from behind. And actually, I’ll want Mari’s sweet pussy in my face at the same time.”

Sam laughed. “Works for me.” She pulled out of the redhead’s cunt and went to adjust her position.

“Um, ladies?” I interjected, panting after blowing my load into Mari. I sat down on the edge of the bed, wheezing, “I’m gonna need another minute.”

Sam had just moved into a seated position, but she swung her legs off the bed and stepped down onto the floor. With a broad grin, she strutted confidently around the bed and said, “I can help with that.”

But my eyes dropped down to the large phallus protruding out from the platinum blonde’s crotch, bobbing as she walked, and I shook my head. “Uh, do you mind losing the artificial equipment? It’s just kinda putting the wrong image in my head.”

Sam laughed and glanced down, as if she’d forgotten she was still wearing the strap-on. She quickly unbuckled it and set the gear on the other side of the bed before grabbing a pillow for her knees and then settling down in front of me. Now, when I looked down at her, I saw nothing but her beautiful face, with bright eyes and a sexy smile. (Oh yeah, and her bodacious bosom. Can’t forget the amazing tits). “Better?” she asked coquettishly.

“Much,” I replied with a grin, and then I groaned a moment later as the strikingly beautiful blonde slurped my half-hard shaft into her mouth.

Sam rolled her eyes up to stare straight into mine, her expression that of obvious delight to give me this pleasure, and I caressed her cheek in appreciation for it.

It didn’t take me very long to get fully hard in Sam’s talented mouth. By that time, Naimh had lubed herself up to make entry easier (even if she could take me unlubed, that didn’t mean she HAD to, especially if space was going to get constricted in there by another cock). But when Sam reached out to retrieve Matty Junior, Mari spoke up quietly to ask, “Actually, can I try wearing it?”

Sam grinned, and she gave Mari a surprisingly proud look while immediately handing over the sex toy. The blonde then busied herself helping Mari get it on just right, adjusting the straps and such. And in the end, it was the curvaceous Latina lying flat on her back with an impressive dick sprouting from her loins like an artificial Christmas tree or something.

Naimh giggled as she moved forward to straddle Mari, her pale freckled skin flushed pink with obvious arousal and excitement. “This is gonna be fun, isn’t it?” she asked both girls.

Mari and Sam looked at each other, both of them having already lost their DP ‘cherries’, and they nodded, replying together with big grins, “Oh, yeah.”

With that, Naimh tucked Matty Junior in-between her labia and rapidly descended, moaning as she felt herself being filled. Once fully seated, she bent forward, crushing her big tits into Mari’s even bigger ones, and the two teen hotties held each other’s head to start making out. It was a pretty hot sight for me to witness, but after only a minute or two, the redhead looked back at me over her shoulder and then reached back to grab her own asscheeks and spread them apart, exposing her glistening anus.

I got into position behind Naimh’s amazing ass, notching my cockhead while she consciously relaxed her sphincter. With practiced ease, I swiftly buried my dick into my ex-girlfriend’s anal chute while she moaned even louder than before while getting SUPER filled. And even though this was now my fourth time doing this while the strap-on dildo occupied the girl’s other hole, I still marveled at the unique sensation.

At first, Mari just lay beneath Naimh, more or less unmoving while the redhead twisted her torso around so she could kiss me and suck on my tongue while I slowly pumped myself in and out of her “arse”. But after she got some sense of the rhythm, the busty Latina grabbed the Irish redhead’s hips for leverage and began to use the springiness of the mattress to time her fake dick’s up-and-down thrusts in rhythm with my back-and-forth ones. Apparently we could add “thrusting with a strap-on” to the list of Mari’s natural talents.

The added sensation made Naimh turn back face-down and groan gutturally as together Mari and I violated both of her holes. Sam then slid alongside us, spreading her thighs and yanking Naimh’s face down into her crotch, practically forcing the other girl to start licking her. And together we turned the gorgeous redhead into our mutual sex toy until said gorgeous redhead started screaming bloody murder and had one of the biggest orgasms I’d ever seen her have.

But we weren’t done yet. I was still fresh as a daisy, with one ejaculation down and Naimh having climaxed in near-record time. The freckled redhead was seriously wiped out, so I pulled out to catch my breath and found Sam already lubing herself up. She beckoned for me to come enter her missionary style, holding her knees back and spreading herself wide open. So less than a minute after vacating Naimh’s “arsehole”, I found myself plundering Sam’s instead.

Of course, Sam wanted to get DP’d next, so I wound up lying on my back while Sam reclined against my chest with an ass full of Matty dick. Mari pushed Matty Junior into her pussy from the front, completing the Sam sandwich. And truly, there are few things in life better than watching two gorgeous babes swapping spit only inches away from your face while your dick is in one’s ass. I didn’t even have to really do any work. I just sort of lay there feeling Sam’s ass clench around my cock nearly every time Mari’s fake dick slammed into her from the other side.

So of course, MARI wanted to get DP’d next, and since Naimh had yet to wear the strap-on, she wanted to do the honors. The difference was: Mari wanted me in her pussy. So the girls helped me get cleaned up, I laid down flat on my back, and Mari mounted me face-to-face.

“Hi, there,” she greeted sweetly, as if we hadn’t seen each other in a long, long time.

I grinned, replied, “Hi, Angel,” and gave her a gentle kiss.

We made out for a minute, but after that Mari looked back over her shoulder and asked, “We doing this or what?”

Naimh, wielding the strap-on, looked a little confused. With a shake of her head, she muttered, “How many girls get to say their first time doing the fucking with a rubber dong is into another girl’s ass? I’m worried I’m gonna hurt her, even with the lube.”

“Relax, she’s built for sex,” I said warmly and kissed Mari on the tip of her nose. “She can take it.”

“I’ll give it a lash,” Naimh muttered uncertainly, but she centered her fake phallus at Mari’s anal entrance and started pushing. I felt that unique sensation of a blunt object rubbing against my dick from the other side of a thin internal membrane. And after a minute to get going, the redhead was soon pumping her artificial appendage in and out of the busty Latina’s bubble butt.

I rather enjoyed the position. Much as I reveled in anal sex, it was quite relaxing to just lay there and make out with Mari, enjoying the simple pleasure of kissing her sweetly while someone else did all the thrusting work. Mari got hotter and hotter the longer the redhead reamed her out, and her snug inner walls squeezed and hugged me like my dick was her pussy’s personal teddy bear. It wasn’t really enough sensation to get me off, but I wasn’t interested in an ejaculation. Seeing and feeling my angel scream her orgasm on top of me was all I’d ever wanted.

I still did get my dick up Mari’s ass eventually. See, Zofi had told the girls about the three-girl diagonal “shopping cart” stack, so you just KNOW Sam had to get Mari and Naimh to join her in matching my first night’s trio. And of course, Sam insisted they’d be topping the first night’s trio by making my diagonal stack into an ANAL stack.

So that’s how I ended up plowing Mari’s bubble butt from behind for a bit, and then waddling forward to plunder Sam’s tight anal chute for another minute or two, and then keep scooting forward until I could defile Naimh’s sacred core for a few minutes before retreating back and starting all over again. Sometimes I even switched after only two or three pumps. Sometimes I bypassed the supposed “order” and just randomly picked one of the assholes to pillage. Of course, that ended up with two of them whining about how much they missed me, about how unfair it was how long they’d already waited, and about how badly they needed my cock inside their tight assholes (or “arseholes”, for two of them).

In the end, Mari got the big finish all over her juicy buttcheeks. I had quite a load built up, grunting for what felt like more than a minute as I sprayed semen ALL over Mari’s voluptuous globes. Sam even copied Belle’s cherry on top, fingerbanging the delirious Latina while cramming my sperm into Mari’s asshole with her tongue.

It was a great way to start the day, and from some of the moans I heard through the walls, we weren’t the only ones waking up to find our pleasure.

With the long trip on Tuesday, everyone had slept in Wednesday morning, and by the time the four of us emerged from the bedroom it was already afternoon. We collectively agreed to have a lazy day in the house. Sam, Zofi, and Holly spent an hour on the back deck sunbathing. Naimh’s redhead complexion had gotten a little burnt so she stayed inside with the rest of us. We played some Texas Hold ‘Em. Alice took me upstairs for a quickie. And in the evening, everyone got pretty drunk again, although we didn’t start up any crazy sex games like Spin the Bottle.

When it came time for bed, Alice announced that she’d decided to give up her spot in the king-size bed since she hadn’t been able to get a good night’s sleep sharing a bed, initially offering to trade places with Holly. That started a round of discussion where the girls collectively decided to change up the bed partners in general, and in the end I went upstairs with Belle, Mari, and Naimh.

We had a pleasant foursome. Naimh wanted me in her sacred core, and Matty’s Little Cumslut got to slurp out an anal creampie. Mari was happy to be my teddy bear two nights in a row.

And then came Thursday.

****

Moist.

Warm.

Pleasure.

Weight.

Wet.

Pleasure.

Clenched.

Tugging.

Heavenly.

Pleasure.

I gasped, my eyelids jerking open as I abruptly came awake. I wasn’t cumming – not yet – but I could tell I was close already as a warm, moist, clenching sensation shot lightning bolts of pleasure into my brain.

“Surpriiise,” Alice enthused, stopping her up and down humping motions to settle comfortably atop me and bend over to drag one of her swollen nipples across my face.

“I… uh… mmph…” I couldn’t help but open my mouth and instinctively start suckling away at her proffered teat. Both of my hands came up, mashing her titflesh together while my eyes smiled on my lips’ behalf.

Alice giggled and started fucking me again.

For a while, all I could think about was the pretty Korean babe currently riding my dick as if her life depended on it: the grin on her pretty face as she stared down at me, the feel of her big titties smothering my cheeks, and the way she expertly milked my dick with her heavenly moist box. As I woke up, I eventually became aware of space and time, just the two of us on a big bed in the Santa Cruz cliff house in what appeared to be late morning based on the light coming through the window.

I felt my orgasm coming on, Alice’s sweet snatch drawing out my sperm like she had a motorized vacuum inside her body. She clenched her eyes shut and whimpered as she got closer and closer herself. So with a sudden burst of energy I rolled us over, slammed my big dick back into her cunt, and rabbit humped the hell out of her until she tightened up and screamed her ecstatic release. I joined her moments later, howling as I plugged up her clenching cunt with all my cum.

My tomboyish best friend gave me a surprisingly tender hug as she clutched me with all four limbs as our bodies cooled in the aftermath. Eventually, though, I picked my head up and gave her a quick kiss saying, “Definitely a good surprise.”

She chuckled and kissed me again.

“Where’s everyone else?” I asked, remembering that I’d bedded down with Belle, Mari, and Naimh last night.

“Oh, they got up like an hour ago. You looked so wiped out that they let you sleep.”

I arched an eyebrow. “So you decided to sneak in and mount me unawares?”

She laughed. “Yeah, well, that part just sorta happened. I came up to check on you, and then I decided to kinda spoon myself in front of you. You immediately wrapped me up like a teddy bear, which felt really, really nice.”

Alice got a faraway look in her eyes, and she sighed. I brushed some of her bangs back from her forehead and pecked it gently.

“It’s not fair,” she whimpered a little sadly. “We just discovered this new evolution of our relationship and in a few months it’s all gonna go away.”

I sighed. “Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all, right? Let’s not think too hard about leaving just yet, huh? I still wanna know how you wound up molesting me in my sleep.”

She giggled and continued, “Anyway, you got morning wood and began grinding it into my ass. I actually thought you were waking up and started rubbing myself thinking we’d start something. But when I twisted back to look, you seemed to be having a pleasant dream, and I decided to make it a reality.”

“Mmm, good idea.” I kissed her again. We had a pleasant little makeout session for a few minutes, but eventually my shrinking dick slipped out from her sodden snatch, so got up, got dressed, and headed out to join the others.

As it turned out though, the house was empty. Belle had left us a note saying that they’d gone to get brunch downtown at a place Holly recommended and that if we got up in time we could meet them.

By the time we arrived, the other girls were already wrapping up the end of their meal. Alice and I picked up bagels and coffee to go, and then the whole gang headed down to the Beach Boardwalk for our last full day in town.

While the whole BTC had come to the amusement park last summer, Naimh and I had visited in January just the two of us. I still vividly remembered basking in the jealous stares of other guys gawking at my ridiculously hot redhead wrapped around my arm wearing a white tank top with a mock turtleneck and Daisy Duke jean shorts. Today, though, the collective BTC quite literally stopped traffic.

No, I’m serious. At one point, we were waiting to cross the street at an intersection, and even though they had a green light, two cars actually stopped and blocked both lanes, their drivers gesturing for us to go ahead. The fact that four out of the seven girls had decided to wear bikini tops instead of shirts on this warm spring day probably had something to do with it. Belle’s and Zofi’s tank tops were only slightly less revealing, and Alice’s skintight surfer’s rash guard made the size of her big rack quite obvious, even if not exposed.

We made even more of an impression once we actually got to the Boardwalk itself. People coming in the opposite direction would quite literally stop walking and gawk at us. Crowds parted like the Red Sea in front of us, only to close in close behind. Speaking of close behind, I hung back, letting the Awesome Power of Cleavage™ clear the road while making sure no stupid assholes tried to get cute with the girls from behind. Fortunately, we made it through the day unscathed.

The girls wasted money on carnival games trying to win cheap stuffed animals. Fortunately, since I wasn’t anyone’s official boyfriend none of them demanded I win them a fluffy unicorn or anything. We rode the Giant Dipper rollercoaster and I may have tweaked my neck a bit trying to ogle the way Sam’s humongous tits elevated in her black bikini at the top of each little hill in the seat beside me. We flew through the air on the Sea Swings; I was able to swing my seat over far enough to actually hold hands a little bit with Zofi on one side of me, but no matter how hard Belle tried we couldn’t quite reach. And I had an impromptu makeout session with Holly on the Sky Glider.

We played mini golf; I tried to keep score but that became an exercise in futility by the third hole. We got corn dogs and lemonade. We rode the carousel. And we finished the afternoon out on the beach, but returned to the house well before sunset.

The girls collectively decided on ordering Chinese food take out and finishing the rest of our alcohol. Holly and I had bought enough to last us for four nights, but since we’d more or less skipped Tuesday night coming back from the Big Sur trip so late, we still had a LOT leftover.

So we drank.

A lot.

And we flirted.

A lot.

And we talked.

A lot.

And you remember how I said we never really played Truth or Dare because the BTC didn’t really keep secrets from each other? Well, just because they didn’t keep secrets didn’t mean they didn’t filter themselves from just saying whatever popped into their pretty little heads all the time.

But… well… we drank.

A lot.

And when you drink a lot, sometimes things people wouldn’t ordinarily say…

Well, they get said.

****

“So has anyone sent back their acceptance package yet?” Holly asked while nursing her Cosmopolitan.

The rest of us looked at each other for a moment, looking uncertain. While each of us had received all of our college acceptance and rejection letters by now, discussion of the BTC’s inevitable break-up had been somewhat taboo. None of us wanted to think about leaving this special circle of friends we’d developed, and from the silence that followed and frowning faces, Holly quickly realized her mistake.

“I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I’m guessing that’s still a sore subject.”

“Did you turn in yours?” Naimh asked her quietly.

The pink-haired girl shrugged like it was no big deal. “Not much to it. I didn’t get into any of the fancy universities. San Jose State is close enough for me to live at home and commute, and it’s the best school I got into. Kind of a slam dunk.”

Everyone nodded, but then an awkward silence descended for a moment.

Just a moment.

And then Mari said quietly, “I sent mine in for Caltech.”

“Really?” Belle enthused immediately. “That’s awesome!”

Mari burst into tears immediately. “But… But it means I’m not going with you to Berkeley!”

Belle waved her off and hugged her best friend fiercely. “Girlie, you’re a genius! You BELONG at Caltech. I’ve been telling you to mail that sucker back and you finally did it! I’m so happy for you!”

Despite the hug, Mari’s tears kept flowing. “But it means I’m not going with you to Berkeley!” she repeated, even more despondent. “I’m gonna miss you so much! I’m gonna miss all you guys!”

That last part was directed at the circle of friends, and as I looked around, I saw that Mari wasn’t the only one getting teary-eyed. Zofi’s big blue eyes were shining with moisture. Naimh had covered her face with both hands. And even Sam was fighting off her emotions.

I wasn’t exactly getting misty-eyed, but I still felt the sympathetic pain of Mari’s anguish as much as everyone else. Like I said, none of us wanted to think about the end of the BTC, and even just this morning when Alice had started getting melancholy, I’d been quick to change the subject.

Even though I’d long known intellectually that the chances of all seven of us sticking together were next to nil, I’d still been clinging to one last shred of hope that things might eventually work out. Zofi had told me months ago that she’d go to Princeton if she got in, but what if she didn’t get in? What if nobody left the Bay Area? Even if we went to different schools, if everyone was local we could at least get together every now and again.

But now Mari was off to Caltech, which was still in California, but no one would expect her to make a six-hour drive to come hang out on a random weekend. And she was just the first domino to fall.

“I got into Princeton,” Zofi said quietly, eyes wary as she looked at both Sam and me.

Sam remained impassive, but I could see how much it strained her to keep the façade up over her true face. I felt a deep pang in my gut as well.

“I’m glad for you,” I said warmly. “For both of you. It’s a difficult decision to move far from home, to move away from us here. But we’ll all still be friends, right? Even if we’re not all in the same zip code, a little distance isn’t going to break up the BTC for good, right?”

“All for one,” Mari said, smiling through her tears.

“And one for all,” Naimh agreed.

“I’m gonna miss you guys,” Zofi said sadly.

“We’ll all miss you too,” Sam replied quietly.

“But we’ll still get back together,” Alice insisted. “Thanksgiving or Christmas or something, right? I mean, flights from SoCal aren’t that expensive if it’s just a few times a year.”

“Flights from SoCal?” Belle asked curiously. “Are you leaving too?”

“Oh, right.” Alice blushed. She took a deep breath and explained, “I haven’t mailed it back yet, but I’m going to UCLA.” When she was done, she gave Naimh a significant look.

The freckled redhead started crying and covered her face completely. Nobody rushed her, although Alice reached out and hugged her tightly. Eventually, Naimh got her emotions under control and she looked straight at me with a look of utter and complete heartbreak. “I’m going to UCLA with Alice. I didn’t get into Cal Berkeley.”

I blinked. “I didn’t say I was going to Cal.”

Naimh frowned. “Belle said the two of you had already decided.”

I glanced over at Belle, who shrugged. We HAD discussed going to Cal together once we went over our combined acceptance and rejection letters. I had dreamed of going to Caltech or MIT Engineering, but those were extremely small schools quite difficult to get into, and being accepted into Berkeley Engineering was no small feat. I was quite proud of myself, but at the same time, we hadn’t nailed down our decisions for sure. I’d also gotten into USC and Cornell. USC wouldn’t be too far away from Mari, Alice, and Naimh. Cornell would be a fresh start on the East Coast if I was so inclined.

I sighed and looked at Belle, mildly annoyed that she’d told the girls we were going to Berkeley together as if it was a done deal. “You shouldn’t have told them,” I scolded mildly. “I haven’t actually decided yet.”

Belle frowned. “You’re not seriously thinking of leaving me, are you?”

I rubbed my forehead. “Deciding on a college has a lot more factors than just the friends who will be there.”

“YOU were the one so desperately hoping the seven of us would stay together locally,” Belle shot back.

“Yeah well that’s obviously not gonna happen!” I barked vehemently, a little louder than I probably should have. Maybe drinking so much before this kind of conversation wasn’t a good idea.

“So what, a couple of the girls are moving out of town so just ignore the rest of us sticking around and blow the whole damn thing up? You weren’t seriously thinking about Cornell, were you?”

“I… maybe? I don’t know.”

“MAYBE?!?” Belle was getting heated. “Matty, what the fuck!?!”

“Let’s everybody calm down a bit,” Sam advised.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! You know what? You’re not the fucking boss of me!” Belle barked, whirling on the blonde. “You never were, and the fact that we all let you just order the rest of us around all these years is one thing I’m always gonna fucking regret!”

Mari squeezed her best friend’s leg and said, “Seriously, calm down, B.”

“Why? Why the fuck should I calm down?” Belle turned back to me. “Tell me, Matty… right now… that we’re going to Berkeley together.”

I exhaled slowly and held up both hands. “I haven’t decided.”

“FUCK!” Belle burst off the couch and stomped none-too-gently over to the dining table. She grabbed a tumbler and started pouring tequila into it. She filled it pretty full, actually.

“Are you sure that’s such a good idea?” Holly drawled. “You’re kind of a lightweight and you’re already three sheets to the wind.”

“Ohmigawd, YOU don’t have a say here!” Belle snarled as she spun around. “You’re not BTC! You’re not even my friend. You’re just the dumb slut taking Matty away from me who wasn’t even smart enough to get into a school better than San Jose State!”

“Okay, that’s enough!” I got up and marched over to Belle, who got wide-eyed and started chugging the tequila knowing I was about to take it away from her. The alcohol sloshed over her hand as I physically pried the tumbler out of her hand, and then she promptly coughed and gasped as the harsh liquid burned its way down her throat.

“Yeah, well I may not have gotten into some hoity-toity Ivy League but do NOT call me a slut!” Holly protested.

“Well you DO call yourself ‘Personal Slut’,” Alice drawled over her drink.

“That’s a fucking GAME I have with Matty, and just him, and you know it!”

“Sorry, sorry,” Alice muttered.

“You of all people should know playing games,” Holly continued, visibly annoyed. Half-muttering to herself, she added, “Fucking 12-year-old in a trucker hat still more interested in her PlayStation than growing up.”

“That’s uncalled for,” Mari interjected. “You don’t know Alice like the rest of us.

“Maybe Belle’s right,” Naimh growled heatedly. “Maybe you DON’T belong in the BTC.”

“Really, Neevie?” Holly looked genuinely hurt. “I thought of everyone here, at least you and I got along. You know what it’s like trying to fit in with an established group of girls.”

“Then don’t fucking call Alice a 12-year-old in a trucker hat and you might fit in better.”

“You’re right, you’re right,” Holly backpedaled.

“Besides, it’s not me you’ve gotta sell,” Naimh seethed and gestured with her left hand. “Control freak Sam makes all the decisions anyway.”

Sam rolled her eyes. “I’m not a control freak.”

“You’re kind of a control freak,” Holly conceded with a chuckle.

“Weren’t you just trying to fit in better?” Sam remarked with eyes narrowed.

Holly held up her hands and backed away.

“Well you DO always have to get your way,” Belle chirped. “You think you’re above everyone else. You think the rules don’t apply to you.”

“What the fuck are you talking about now?” Sam sighed.

Belle turned to the group. “Let’s not forget who got us all to buy into The Rule and then first chance she got, who took Matty’s cherry? Hmm?”

Sam grimaced and held up both hands. “I apologized for that.”

“Saying sorry doesn’t make everything better.” Naimh shifted forward on her chair. “Everybody knew I wanted him. Everybody. But YOU and your fucking Rule kept him from me. -I- was being the good, obedient BTC friend by not seducing him, but then Holly showed up and you gave HER permission to fuck him without even letting me KNOW!"

Sam winced. "That wasn't... I mean to--"

"And THEN!" Naimh roared. "Even after Matty did the right thing and saved himself for us, the next thing I knew you went and fucked him behind everybody’s back!”

“I said I was sorry!” Sam insisted.

“And that was AFTER getting all our permission to go with him on the date in the first place because we fucking TRUSTED you, you backstabbing bitch!”

“Leave her alone,” Zofi jumped in. “She already said it was a mistake.”

“Some fucking mistake,” Naimh seethed. “Sam’s always gonna be Matty’s special one. Every time he closes his eyes and thinks about his first lover, he’s gonna picture Sam’s face, not mine. Because she knew… she KNEW I was gonna get to him first. And high and mighty Sam counna take THAT, now could she? Always gotta be on top. Always gotta be his fav’rit. Fuckin’ bitch fuckin' had’ta fuckin’ cut ma off so shay cou be numbra’un!”

“You know we can barely understand you when you get like this,” Sam drawled.

“Go hIfreann leat, fuckin’ hoor,” Naimh muttered while jerking forward in her chair angrily enough that Alice reached out to grab Naimh’s arm and hold her back. "You wanna go talkin' 'bout accents?"

“Neevie, please, Sam didn’t mean to hurt anybody,” Zofi insisted. “She didn’t do it just to cut you off.”

“And you’re only defending her because you’re in love with her!” Naimh shot back.

Zofi’s head snapped back, and the tears started flowing down her cheeks. “Yeah? Well… Uh… Well at least I know exactly who I’m fucking when I’m with Matty!”

Now Naimh’s head snapped back, and she gawked at Zofi in utter shock.

“Okay, this has officially gone too far,” Mari said quietly.

“Girls,” I began, my head fuzzy. “I think maybe--”

“Imeacht gan teacht ort WHAT THE FUCK, ZOFI!” Naimh hollered as she burst up to a standing position.

“Zofi’s not wrong,” Belle drawled. “You did commit the worst kind of sin a girl can do to a guy by fantasizing he was someone else.”

“Oh, and you would know about the worst kind of sin, wouldn’t you, Belle?!?” Naimh whirled on her instead. “Have you told the others yet what you tried to do the night before we stopped the sex boycott?”

Belle’s eyes popped open wide. “I… uh…”

Sam sat forward. “What is Neevie talking about?”

“THIS little bitch,” Naimh raged, pointing straight at Belle, “had a fucking butt plug in her arse all night, waiting for us to go home, when the REST of you had agreed to abstain in solidarity with me.”

“Seriously?” Sam frowned and glared at Belle. “I did suspect you were gonna betray the BTC that night.”

Mari sat up straight. “Wait, I thought you said you and Matty decided it was best for you to go home rather than tempt yourselves.”

“We did!” Belle insisted, but winced and looked rather guilty.

“That’s not what you told ME,” Naimh intoned.

“Ohmigawd!” Alice exclaimed. “Did you break the boycott and fuck him?!?”

“NO! I mean… I-I…” Belle stuttered.

“You mean what?” Alice asked impatiently.

“I turned her down,” I explained. “We talked about it, and she went back home.”

“But you were GOING to do it,” Sam accused roughly. “You actually kept the plug in the whole night just waiting until the rest of us went home? Really?!?”

“It was a mistake!” Belle pleaded. “YOU should know all about making mistakes!”

“In her defense,” I stated, “It was Belle’s decision to walk away rather than tempt ourselves.”

Sam shook her head and looked away in disgust.

“Belle was gonna betray the BTC…” Mari muttered, mostly to herself, while she frowned and stared at her own lap.

“Mari, please,” Belle whimpered as she returned to the couch and tried to hug her best friend. But to her abject horror, Mari pushed her away, stood up, and walked across the room. Belle remained on the couch, staring in shock.

“Maybe BTC membership isn’t all it’s cracked up to be,” Holly muttered. “You guys are just as fucked up as everyone else.”

“Oh, shut the fuck up, Holly,” Alice snarled.

“I think we ALL need to take a timeout,” I said, walking to the center of the room and then turning slowly to stare down each and every one of the girls. “We’ve all had a LOT to drink, and I think we've each said things tonight we’d rather not have said. We’re done here.”

Nobody argued with me. Mari was crying as she turned and practically ran up the stairs. Belle got up and quickly went after her best friend. Alice still sat on the couch, looking annoyed with the whole thing. Naimh was still seething as she turned and walked into the kitchen just to put some distance between herself and the others. She hugged herself and kept her lower jaw jutted while she tried to clamp down on her Irish temper. Holly was slumped in a chair, shaking her head slowly. Sam remained in the armchair, frowning and lost in thought. And Zofi crossed the room to Sam, turned to sit sideways in her best friend’s lap, and the two of them hugged each other close.

I shook my head and walked out of the room. We’d all taken showers and changed into our pajamas before settling in to drink and chat, but taking another shower right now felt like a really good idea. A cold one.

I only hoped they wouldn’t start yelling at each other once I was gone.

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