The Big Tits Club Ch. 15-16

"I..."

"Fuck her, Matty. Take her now. Don't fucking wait for an invitation, don't wait for her to mount herself on you. Don't fucking ask permission for once. Just grab her and roll her over and slam that fucking sausage dick into her and--"

"AAAAAAUUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!" Mari wailed as I suddenly filled her snatch with man meat, having done exactly as Belle instructed.

Belle giggled. "Bet all the other girls heard that. These walls seem pretty thin."

"Matty... Matty... Matty..." Mari moaned, eyes rolling up into her head as I pounded into her over and again. At first, she tried to hold onto my shoulders but after a minute, she let her arms fall back limply as she simply absorbed the pounding I was giving her. I had no idea how many times she'd cum on my face during the whole sleep mask thing, but she was SUPER wet and I was able to get up to full-speed almost instantly, with minimal friction despite her still snug channel. And planting my hands flat to either side of her, I extended my arms and locked my elbows so I could really piledrive my way into her plush body and watch those big boobies bouncing all over the place.

"Soooo fucking hot," Belle breathed, rubbing herself beside me. "You're such a fucking stud, Matty. You have no idea how proud I am of you. Satisfying four horny sluts all week and still coming back for more? I know I whined to Mari a little bit about not feeling as intimately close to you the way we used to be. But that's okay. We don't have as much time to just sit around talking when we're done with our homework because you're fucking my friends so much! And that's AWESOME. Don't overblow the whole 'quality time with Belle' thing so much, alright? I have LOVED what we've been doing the last few weeks. I LOVE what we're doing right now."

"Matty!" Mari squealed. "Oh my lord. I'm cumming already! I'm cumming already. I... EEEEEE!!!"

My angel clenched up and came around me, and I dropped back down to kiss her through her climax. At the same time, I also heard Belle squealing, "So hot!!! I'm cumming too!!! Aaaaahhhhhh!!!"

Mari moaned and clutched my head to hers while our tongues twisted together, and she flexed her legs tightly around my calves while bucking and shuddering beneath me. I rode her all throughout her orgasm, maximizing her pleasure. And she only stopped kissing me after the tidal waves had passed and her arms and legs went limp once more.

"Your turn," Mari sighed wearily, panting for breath. For a second, I thought she was talking to me, but then I noticed she was holding Belle's hand and squeezed it warmly.

"You can keep going," Belle wheezed as she came down from her own climactic high. "We just got done talking about how much I like watching."

"Well I like watching, too," Mari retorted. "What did you say earlier? Hey Matty, grab her and roll her over and slam that-- Hahahaha!"

Belle had shrieked as I abruptly grabbed her, rolled her onto her back, and slammed my dick all the way into my little lover's snatch in a single thrust.

Well, no, I didn't. That had been the idea, at least, but FUCKING A Belle was so tight. I'd never been able to slam it all in at once before, and tonight would not be the first, either. At least she was copiously wet, having already frigged herself to an orgasm just now, and I never felt that peeling skin sensation as I steadily burrowed through her tightness to get deeper and deeper and deeper.

Belle's mouth gaped open like a fish the whole way, and it seemed like she wasn't getting any oxygen. I could only imagine what it felt like for her tiny vaginal canal to be forcibly stretched inch by inch, my thick dick quite literally taking her breath away. But once I hit bottom and felt that tell-tale spongy impact of my cockhead against her cervical wall, she inhaled abruptly and started spasming in orgasm, just like that.

"Shit, B, did you cum just from that?" Mari swore.

"Fuuuuuck," Belle groaned gutturally, starting to breathe again as her neck and spine began to relax.

"Think you can do that again?" Mari asked. "Fuck me while she's jilling off and then make her cum just from your first thrust into her?"

"Uh, I dunno."

Mari winked at me. "Care to perform an experiment?"

I chuckled, took thirty seconds to withdraw completely from Belle (she was still TIGHT), and moved over to push myself back into Mari. Belle didn't mind. Her brain was still scrambled from that intense orgasm.

But eventually Belle woke up, realized I wasn't inside her, and looked over at us. She grinned and started rubbing herself again, not stopping until I made Mari cum on my cock once more. But this time when I pulled out and switched from the lush Latina to my petite "little sister", entry was a little easier but the result a lot less spectacular.

Don't get me wrong, Belle still loved having me fuck her, but she didn't have a breathtaking orgasm on the first thrust, either.

"We should do this more often," Belle groaned while I pumped her steadily. "Have you pull out and switch girls mid-fuck. Why have we NOT done this yet?"

I arched an eyebrow. "Because you're all selfish bitches who want me to make them cum first?"

Both girls giggled. "You're probably right," Belle acknowledged. "But I'm telling Sam this idea first thing in the morning."

I frowned. "Ugh, she's probably gonna make me wear the sleep mask again so I won't even know who I'm fucking."

"That's EXACTLY what I was thinking!" Sam's voice suddenly rang out behind us.

Belle, Mari, and I immediately froze and whipped our heads around to the doorway. Sam, Zofi, and Naimh all stood there in various stages of undress. Naimh had unbuttoned her pajama top and was currently fondling her left breast. Zofi stood immediately behind her, cupping Naimh's right breast with her dominant left hand reaching around and into Naimh's panties. And the brunette currently pulled her lips off Naimh's neck.

I very much wanted a moment with the two of them together sooner than later.

Sam, on the other hand, stood against the wall, her pajama top dislodged a bit and her pajama pants down around mid-thigh to give herself easier access to make her fingers disappear.

"Uhhh, don't stop on our account," Naimh said apologetically. "The walls are just thin and we couldn't sleep anyway."

Belle giggled and started humping her hips against me. I looked down at her, glanced back at the other three, and finally returned my focus to the pixie currently skewered on my cock. She held me close and whispered into my ear, "Let's give them a show. Make me cum one more time and then go fill Mari up with my creampie. Matty's Cumslut is hungry."

I grinned and kissed her fiercely by way of answer.

Five minutes later, I did as I'd been ordered. Belle gasped for breath in the aftermath of her orgasm but had her eyes firmly fixed on my clenching buttocks as I blasted wave after wave of creamy cum into the back of Mari's womb. Mari moaned. I groaned. And then I shivered just a little bit as a tingle went down my spine while squirting out the final few spurts into Mari's sucking snatch.

I was pretty wiped out, and Mari's plush body just felt too good to leave immediately. She was like-minded, holding onto me in the afterglow while I set my forehead down against hers and grinned happily. But then Belle started tapping on my shoulder impatiently, and even whined, "Hurry uh-uuup! I want my dessert!"

But despite Belle's insistence, I focused on Mari's eyes. While Belle didn't know her secret, she HAD confided in me, and I had to make sure to my own satisfaction that she was ready for this and not feeling pressured into something she wasn't ready for. I stared down at her, asking with my eyes, 'Are you sure?'

She beamed up at me and pulled my face to hers for a sweet kiss before whispering into my ear, "Thank you, but it's alright. I wanna try this."

I pulled back far enough to see her nod at me, and then rolled off the lovely Latina's lush body to lie alongside her, scooping my left arm below her neck and setting my right arm across her midsection, my palm resting on her large breast. Mari draped her leg over mine, exposing her lewdly-stretched labia to the room full of her best friends, who all watched, intently, for the first drop of jism to leak out of her. The moment it appeared, Belle darted in like a barracuda hunting amidst a coral reef, loud and wet sucking sounds immediately emanating from her point of contact.

Meanwhile, Mari had been staring straight at me, half-hiding her eyes behind her hands the way I'd often seen her do during the scary parts of movies. She squealed and her eyes got BIG the instant she first felt Belle's tongue touch her pussy, and she bit down on her left pinky nail. I held her in my arms while she alternated between staring goggle-eyed at me and staring goggle-eyed at Belle's head wriggling in her crotch. And while she didn't have an orgasm or anything by the time her best friend finished, she at least seemed to enjoy the experience.

And THEN we all went to sleep.

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-- CHAPTER 16: Tahoe II --

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

"Mmph!" somebody squeaked, promptly choked, and pulled away to start coughing.

The sound of a girl's anguish woke me up FAST, and I sat up to find out what had just happened. Belle was bent over, eyes bugged out and her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she pounded her chest and coughed violently to clear her throat.

"Oh, crap, Belle!" I exclaimed. "I'm sorry! What happened?"

She held a hand up to me, palm out, while she dry-retched before coughing exactly twice more. After that, she started to catch her breath and begin gasping for air. A few seconds later, she managed to burble, "That did NOT go the way I had planned."

"What happened?" I asked again.

Mari, lying on her side facing away from me in the same position we'd been spooning in the night, mumbled without turning around or even opening her eyes. "She wanted to wake you up with a blowjob, remember?"

"Oh." Only then did I realize I must've unconsciously thrust upward, shoving my dick into Belle's throat when she wasn't prepared for it, hence the choking. I reached out to rub her spine. "B, I'm sorry."

She shook her head and wiped tears from her eyes. "Not your fault."

"C'mere. Let me make it up to you."

"Nuh-uh. I'm giving you a wake-up blowjob, and that's final." With that, she shoved my chest so that I fell back down, coughed once more, and then bent over my lap again. Soon, her lips and tongue bathed my prick in warm wetness, and I sighed while enjoying the oral love my beautiful little Annabelle chose to give me this morning.

Mari, meanwhile, rolled over sleepily and laid her head on my chest. She smacked her lips and hummed happily to once again be in direct contact with my skin. She had REALLY loved falling asleep with me spooned behind her, and I had loved it too. Her body was just made for spooning, her derriere nuzzling into my crotch like a puppy settling into her favorite pillow for a nap, and I'd fallen asleep cupping her big left breast in my right palm.

Belle, on the other hand, had cuddled with me initially when I'd been on my back trying to hold both girls at the same time. But she just couldn't quite get comfortable, no matter how she adjusted herself. Finally, she ended up scooting away from us to have her own space and eventually nodded off on her own, freeing me to roll over and curl up with Mari instead. Combined with her interrupted morning blowjob, things certainly weren't going the way she'd dreamed.

In the end, though, I got to stroke my Annabelle's hair while she gazed at me adoringly with those pretty, pale green eyes while her face bobbed up and down my shaft. And even though I was barely touching her (nor was she touching herself), she looked like she had a mini-orgasm at the first taste of my cum gushing into her mouth.

Eventually we were all roused awake. Actually, Sam orgasmically screaming her bloody head off woke up the rest of the house; that girl seriously could not be quiet. Mari and Naimh started making breakfast for everyone, we got changed into our ski gear, and then headed out to the slopes.

For a so-called "ski trip", the actual skiing activities weren't particularly memorable in comparison to everything else we'd done on the trip. Nobody was a complete novice, as most of us had been to Tahoe with our families somewhat regularly over the years, and even Naimh had skied once on a family vacation in Europe. At first, the six of us stayed together and warmed up on the bunny slopes. Sam and Zofi naturally paired up, as did Belle and Mari. Naimh was only too happy to wrap herself around my arm and make out on the chairlift.

The gorgeous redhead was absolutely stunning. Her dark blue jumpsuit fit her like a glove, especially when she got the zipper over her sizeable chest. She kept the furry hood up for warmth, even over her cute beanie, but let her long red locks hang out through the front. But when we got back in line to take another ride up the mountain, she pulled her sunglasses above her forehead, dropped the hood, and wrapped her arms around my neck for a tongue-filled kiss. We heard a wolf-whistle a second later, and I glanced back to see a couple of guys flashing "shaka" signs at me.

"Dude, your girlfriend is smokin' HOT," one of them complimented.

Rather than correct him, I smirked and replied, "I know." And then I went right back to making out with my 'girlfriend'. The four girls of the BTC were just in front of us, and they glanced back giggling.

But as nice as it was to be paired up with Naimh, we separated after the first two runs. She was the least-experienced skier of all of us, and while I'd shepherded her through those first trips down the mountain, I was itching to challenge myself on the more difficult runs.

So we split into two groups of three: Naimh, Mari, and Zofi would stay on the easier slopes while Sam, Belle, and I took the Mountain Express all the way up.

Sam took over Naimh's "girlfriend" role immediately. She wrapped herself around my arm, made out with me on the chairlifts, and generally stuck to my side like there was a physical tether attached to our waists. She was a GOOD skier, probably even better than me, but she had me take the lead and followed to make sure she never got ahead of me. If I fell, she'd pull up next to me and wait. If she fell, which she only rarely did, she'd catch up to me pretty quickly. And every now and again we'd both pull over to the side and wait for Belle to catch up to us.

During those moments, Sam was quick to move in close, wrap her arms around me, and start a new makeout session. One time, we did so underneath a chairlift. And lo and behold, the "shaka" guys were passing overhead.

"DUDE! You've got TWO smokin' hot girlfriends?" Shaka One called out.

"Wait, does the redhead know about the blonde?" Shaka Two asked.

"Dude, does the blonde know about the redhead?!?"

"Shit man, what if we just busted him? Sorry, bro!!!" Shaka Two yelled backwards as the chairlift kept pulling them higher up the mountain.

Sam and I had a good laugh about that.

If Belle minded all the attention Sam was giving me, she didn't show it. Still, she happily accepted kisses going up the next chairlift when I decided I needed to pay her more attention as well. But as we got halfway back up the mountain, she pulled me close, whispered, "Let Sam have this today. Go back to her."

"What about you?" I asked softly.

"I'm still satisfied from breakfast," she replied, with an eye waggle that told me she wasn't talking about Mari's instant pancakes. And she promptly turned me around so I could make out with Sam instead.

Sam was more than happy to have me back.

The group rendezvoused for lunch, overpriced burgers and chili fries not feeling so expensive when you considered that we weren't paying for the cabin. When it was time to hit the slopes again, though, Belle surprised us by saying she was going to rejoin the other group.

"What?" I gave her a look, silently asking if me kissing Sam so much was making her feel like a third wheel. Belle gave me a mysterious smile, shrugged, and explained, "It's clear that I can't keep up with you two. I know you're itching to just smoke a black diamond, Matty."

Zofi frowned, looked thoughtful, and commented, "There's a euphemism somewhere in there, I just know it."

The girls laughed, and soon we were on our way.

Fifteen minutes later, Sam and I wound up in the boonies at the top of a run serviced by a single old and creaky two-person chairlift. This far away from the main runs, the area was the exact opposite of crowded and full of fresh powder. We stood all alone atop the crest of a small hill, taking in the breathtaking view of the snowcapped scenery with the deep blue water of Lake Tahoe in the distance. For a moment, it felt like we were the only two people in the world.

The wind picked up and blew through Sam's long platinum-blonde hair spilling out the back of her cute beanie, and she looked unimaginably gorgeous as she glanced back at me over her shoulder with a twinkle in her eye. "Last one down is a rotten egg?" she teased, taking hold of her ski goggles and pulling them down over her eyes. "One-two-three-GO!!!"

"Hey, that's cheating!" I squawked as she tore off down the mountain. I quickly dropped my own ski goggles and tore off after her.

Despite the challenge, Sam actually pulled up a few hundred yards down. I pulled up alongside her, and we briefly talked about how to attack the run, miming turns with our hands. In the end, that first run was a bit exploratory. Sam and I skied through a little conservatively to make sure there weren't any big surprises that might wipe us out. The second run we took at full speed, each of us crashing more than once but having a great time while doing so.

The third run blew my mind.

Well... not exactly my MIND.

Sam told me she wanted to lead, and I was perfectly amenable to letting her. She set a blistering pace on the top half of the run, but crashed her landing after jumping a cornice. I was moving so fast after my own landing that I couldn't stop until I was a good twenty yards further downhill.

Rather than ski down to continue her run or even just join me, Sam instead skied off the trail and into the trees nearby. I was worried that she was hurt, so I stepped out of my skis and carried them with me as I traversed the hill at a slight angle, heading for her position. For some reason she'd disappeared from view.

Belle had worn a hot pink snowsuit which made it easy to spot her wherever she went, but Sam was clad in all black, which really made her platinum blonde hair stand out. The suit blended into the shadows of the trees, however, and while the tree trunks themselves were reasonably spaced apart, you couldn't see more than three rows into them before the overlapping trunks and branches blocked one's view.

"Sam?" I called, a little confused.

"I'm over here," she called back, not too far away.

"Are you hurt?" I asked in concern.

"No, I'm fine. Just come over here."

"What's going on?"

She giggled. "You'll see."

I kept walking and spotted the track marks of her skis. Following them another three rows of trees into the forest, I came to a stop when I saw that she'd taken them off and set them aside. And that's when she stepped around the side of a particularly large tree trunk, put her hands on her hips, and grinned at me.

Sam's snow jacket was open throat to tails. Her vest had been unzipped throat to tails too. And she'd pulled both her thermal undershirt AND sports bra up around her neck. In short, Sam's big boobies were out in the open and her nipples were rock hard in the cold. I could even see goose bumps on her skin.