The Big Tits Club Ch. 23-24

Zofi's parents looked at each other. Her dad seemed pleased, while her mom looked skeptical. Her mother glanced at me, "So you have NOT had sex with her?"

"ZUZANNA!" Zofi's dad exclaimed in surprise while Zofi squealed, "MATKA!"

I glanced at all three of them hesitantly. Zofi's dad was shaking his head. Zofi had buried her face in her right hand while still squeezing my hand with her left. And Zofi's mom still looked at me expectantly, not budging an inch.

I blinked and blushed, hoping the darkness of the interior of the car at night would cover me. And after taking a breath to steady myself, I stated evenly, "As I said: I believe some things should be private."

Zofi's mom's eyes narrowed. Zofi's dad sighed. The car went quiet, and no further questions were forthcoming. Once we got out of the car, though, Zofi pulled me aside and whispered in my ear, "We're gonna have to convince her I'm straight."

"How are we gonna do that?" I whispered back.

Zofi didn't answer. She just squeezed my hand and led me around the car to join her parents as we headed into the restaurant.

****

After the rough start, I'd like to think the double-date went as well as could be hoped for. At least being in a public place meant that Zofi's mom wouldn't ask any more impolite questions, and although it took everyone a few minutes to settle down from the tension in the car, we eventually fell into a natural rhythm. Zofi got her Niners fandom from her dad, and once I started talking football, he certainly eased up.

Conscious of Zofi's need for me to convince her parents that we were in love and that she was straight, I once again filled myself with that fresh sense of love and longing I felt for Naimh, and redirected that energy to Zofi. She was exquisitely beautiful, as always, in an elegantly strapless LBD (little black dress), her hair up in a neat and tight high bun, with no strays hanging loose. She also wore those dangling earrings I loved so much, and every time they tinkled I was reminded of the way she looked giving me a blowjob in Tahoe, which certainly put me in the right frame of mind for acting lustfully in love with her.

She went out of her way to touch my arm or shoulder throughout the evening. I rubbed her legs, brushed her arm with the back of my fingers a few times, and even gave her two pecks on the cheek. I made sure my body posture leaned into her, kept my focus on the girl I was pretending to be in love with, and didn't let myself get overly sucked into the conversation, thus ignoring her.

After we drove back to her parents' house, the four of us made polite small talk before I took my leave of them. Zofi walked me out to my van, and to my surprise, after I used the remote to unlock it, she opened the passenger door and hopped inside. I furrowed my eyebrows, not understanding, but she gave me a stern look and said, "Get in."

I got in, and Zofi quickly swung her legs into the gap between the two front seats, held my head, and kissed me passionately. I figured she must be expecting her mom to be watching us from the house, so in the interest of selling my "boyfriendness", I held her head and kissed her back with equal passion. Zofi moaned into my mouth in a tone that told me not everything was for show, and as I felt her arousal build, so did mine.

Two minutes into our impromptu makeout session, Zofi's hand slid up my right thigh and over the bulge in my dress slacks. She giggled into my mouth, happy to find my boner there as if it were validation of her sexiness. And she broke our lip-lock to focus for a moment on unzipping me and extracting my dick through the flap.

I immediately grabbed her wrist to stop her. "Wait, what?" I exclaimed in a harsh whisper. "You can't do that here!"

"Why not?"

"Your parents might be watching!" I hissed back.

"That's the point."

"Zofi, please tell me you're not giving me a blowjob just to try and convince your mom that you're straight."

"Of course I am."

"Do you not see the inherent wrongness in that?"

"What? You don't want me to give you a blowjob?"

"Of course I want you to give me a blowjob. But I only want you to give me a blowjob if you want to give me a blowjob. Not as a show for your mom."

"What? NOW you're gonna get all moral on me about my ulterior motives? You're already pretending to be my boyfriend, Matty. You're already pretending to be in love with me when you're not." Zofi frowned, sat up straight, and gave me a funny look. "Wait, you're not actually in love with me, are you?"

"No, of course not."

"Good." Zofi looked relieved, but a moment later, her eyes hardened. "Now will you please just shut up and let me put my mouth on you?"

Suiting action to her words, the beautiful brunette bent forward, took my thick cock in her mouth, and started bobbing her head up and down. Her dangling earrings tinkled, and I sagged a bit in my seat. Rather nervously, I glanced up at the house, only too aware that Zofi's dad had said almost immediately after my arrival that he recognized the minivan. And in a panicked whisper, I asked, "What if your DAD is watching?"

"He won't," Zofi explained quickly between sucks. "He's okay with you already. It's my mom we have to convince."

"I just... I dunno..." The whole situation was unsettling. Part of me wanted to give in and just enjoy one of the rare occasions when Zofi (Zofi!) put her mouth on me. But the sense of wrongness didn't go away. It wasn't like she was prostituting herself for money, but it didn't feel so very far off. And that thought wasn't very arousing.

I even started to go soft. Zofi noticed almost immediately. "What's happening?" she asked in confusion as my dick literally wilted in her left hand.

"I don't think I can do this," I muttered, giving her an apologetic look. "It's not that I don't want to... Okay, it IS that I don't really want to. This just feels wrong, doesn't it? You don't have any 'urge' to go down on me. You're just doing it for show. It's a fake thing for your MOM. And that's like the least arousing thing I can think of right now."

Zofi sat up straight, wiped her lips with two fingers, and took a deep breath. She furrowed her eyebrows, took a deep breath, and sighed. "Well you know what? Maybe that's good enough. If she was watching, she saw me bend over in your lap. Maybe she'll think you just came really, really fast."

"Um, sure, maybe." I sighed, although in my head I wasn't so sure I liked the idea of Zofi's mom thinking I was a premature ejaculator.

Zofi shook her head. "Or maybe the truth will be easier. That I wanted to, but you got nervous thinking my parents could see us. That's true enough, right?"

"Right."

She exhaled slowly, recognizing the tension on my face, and she reached up to caress my cheek. "I'm sorry for doing that to you, Matty. I realize now how unfair that must've been."

I shook my head. "No need to apologize. I understand the pressure you're under, and I really DO want to do what I can to help. I care a lot about you. I care a lot about all the girls. And I'll do whatever you need me to do. Just... maybe not let you give me a blowjob on cue for your mom."

Zofi chuckled. "Fair enough. But if you really do mean that, I think I'm gonna need you to play my boyfriend a little longer."

"Yeah, no problem." I smiled at her and rubbed her knee. "I wasn't lying when I said I enjoy spending time with you and that I'd like to spend even more time with you."

"You mean that?"

I nodded. "Maybe we should go on a few dates. Real ones, without your parents. Bring your digital camera, get some photos of the two of us together. Help build a narrative your mom will believe."

Zofi gave me a curious look. "Isn't that the same thing as me giving you a blowjob as a show for my mom?"

I shook my head. "No, that's me worming my way into spending more quality time with an exquisitely beautiful young woman I care a great deal about. Like I said: I'd really like to spend more time with you. If that means taking a few photos along the way that you can eventually show to your mom later, I can work with that."

"I'd like that, too, boyfriend."

"So I guess I'll see you again soon, girlfriend?"

Zofi grinned and drew me to her for another kiss. She met my lips with fresh passion, and this time I could tell she really meant to kiss me for the sake of kissing me, not just for show.

And that really made all the difference in the world.

****

Don't ask me how I forgot tonight was a Saturday night, and therefore forgot what that meant. I blame it on having such a long day: first the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk date with Naimh and then playing "boyfriend" for a second time in one day on the double-date with Zofi. I was still working out all the ramifications of actually being Naimh's boyfriend while playing Zofi's boyfriend. And to be honest, I'd completely forgotten that Mother had given her a key.

The whole house was quiet when I came home. Mother evidently was still out for the evening. I went into my room, went straight to my walk-in closet, flipped on the light switch inside, and took off my suit jacket to hang it up. I didn't have many things that needed to be on hangers, so there had always been plenty of room on the rod. So you could understand why I was surprised to see that all of my clothes on hangers had been pushed to one side, and a half-dozen obviously female outfits now hung from the available hangers there. Looking down, there was also a new plastic 3-drawer storage cart in my closet, similarly filled with women's underwear, pajamas, and casual clothes.

THAT'S when I remembered what day it was, and I quickly poked my head out of the closet, my attention zeroing in on the bed and the strawberry-blonde pixie sitting upright against my headboard wearing a cute nightie.

"Surprised to see me?" Belle asked brightly.

I blinked and stammered, "Forgot Mother gave you a key. Moving in?" I gestured to her stuff in my closet.

"I figured I might as well bring some stuff over if I'm going to be spending more time here," she said with a shrug. "I've got some stuff in your bathroom, too. That's okay, isn't it?"

"Oh, it's great. No problem. Makes sense." I walked out of the closet, still wearing my shirt and tie. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you."

Belle frowned. "Was the double-date with Zofi's parents that bad?"

"What? No. I mean, it went... okay... I think. I've never had a 'Meet the parents' thing. I mean, other than that talk I had to have with your dad after he found out about us."

"Then why did you just say you were so happy to see me?"

I grinned at her while sitting down on the side of the bed next to her. "Can't I just be happy to see you?"

"Well if you'd walked in, noticed me sitting on your bed right away, and said, 'Hey, happy to see you!', I might've believed you. But you were lost in a zone with that furrowed-brow thing you do when you're thinking about something that's bothering you. And then you came out here and said, 'You have no idea how happy I am to see you.' There's a difference."

I waggled my head. "You may have a point."

"So what's wrong?"

"I'll tell you later. Right now, would you terribly mind if I took your panties off and ate you out right now? Spending an evening with Zofi's parents not being able to do anything... and then having Zofi start a blowjob that we didn't finish... yeah, messed with my head a little bit."

Belle frowned. "Zofi started a blowjob you two didn't finish? What?"

"I'll explain later. Panties please?"

Belle grinned and raised the hem of her nightie to reveal a completely bald pussy. "Not wearing any. Oh, and you'll love this part even more." She rolled over in my bed and flipped up the back of her nightgown.

Although I shouldn't have been surprised, I was still quite surprised, and my jaw dropped open in shock to see a little disk of hot pink plastic sticking out of Belle's teeny asshole. "You're wearing a butt plug?"

She giggled and rolled back over to face me. "Just a thin one, a starter. Sam took me to this place downtown and helped me get a whole training set."

Well sproing. My rock-hard erection was making quite a tent in my dress slacks.

Belle giggled and reached for my zipper. As she fished my dick out through the flap, she chirped quite happily, "I know you said you wanted to eat me out. But how about we skip that part and you let me finish the blowjob Zofi started, m'kay?"

Her mouth was already around my dick before I could verbally respond. Still, I rubbed my horny pixie's strawberry-blonde head and muttered, "Uh... works for me."

****

In the morning, Belle went back to her house while Mother and I had brunch together. Mother then left, and I relaxed in the family room watching the NFL playoffs while waiting for my girlfriend's arrival. Naimh had already told me she would come by the house around 12:30pm.

It was 12:28pm when the doorbell rang, and without even checking the peephole, I excitedly flung open the door and greeted, "Hello, girlfriend!"

Zofi stood immediately outside the door, absolutely beaming at me. "Well, hello, boyfriend!"

I blinked in confusion. "Zofi?"

Naimh suddenly popped into view, having been hiding just a few feet over to the side. "Hello, boyfriend! Surpriiiise!!!"

"What... how?"

The girls giggled together as Zofi stepped through the door, wrapped me up in her arms, and gave me a passionate kiss. "Mmm... I missed you, boyfriend."

Moments later, Zofi stepped aside as Naimh wrapped me up in her arms and gave me a fierce kiss. "Mmm... I missed you too, boyfriend."

I blinked twice. "What's going on?"

Naimh shrugged. "Well we're BOTH your girlfriends now, aren't we?"

"I... uhhh..." I felt guilty for a moment, like I was somehow cheating on Naimh. Didn't I tell HER I was in love with her and so happy to be her boyfriend?

The redhead laughed, perhaps sensing my confusion. "Relax, we all know your relationship with Zofi is just for show. I'm not jealous."

"Oh." I did relax.

"She called me last night to explain that she'd need you to play the role a little longer," Naimh explained.

"At least until my mom gets off my back," Zofi clarified. "I'm not trying to interfere with your relationship."

"But she DID explain about the blowjob she never got to finish on account of her making the situation all weird."

"Sorry about that." Zofi looked apologetic.

"So I thought, 'Hey, invite her to join us so she can make it up to you!'"

"Matty gets a hot threesome..." Zofi said salaciously.

"We GIRLS get a hot threesome," Naimh chirped enthusiastically. "After we make him pop in your mouth, I wanna try that tribbing thing you were doing with Sam."

"Oh, it's easy. You'll love it," Zofi declared.

"Can't wait!" Naimh clapped her hands and did a little happy dance. She glanced up and down her body. "But I'm wearing too many clothes right now. We're ALL wearing too many clothes. Hey Matty, wanna watch me taking off all of Zofi's clothes? With my teeth?"

Zofi grinned at me. "Your girlfriend has the BEST ideas."

Let me just get this out of the way up front: Sunday was AWESOME.

****

There are few things in life better than getting an amazing blowjob from an exquisitely beautiful young woman. There are even fewer things better than getting an amazing blowjob from TWO exquisitely beautiful young women at the same time. And watching two such gorgeous nubile teenage vixens such as Naimh and Zofi take turns bobbing their faces up and down my dick, lick their way up both sides at the same time, and wind up swapping spit and making out with each other at the top, often with my cockhead between them, was sheer heaven on earth.

And our afternoon together was just beginning.

Despite Naimh's proclamation that she would let me watch her taking off all of Zofi's clothes with her teeth, she didn't do so right away. Instead, the girls sat me down in the family room on my usual center cushion with the big tent in my shorts greeting them rather eagerly. Without further ado, Zofi pulled my shorts down, wrapped her left hand around my thick column of man meat, and wrapped her puffy lips around my dickhead. Naimh wound up joining Zofi on her knees, the girls started taking turns, and I've already explained the rest.

That said, after about five minutes, Naimh finally remembered what she was supposed to do, and the girls left my dick alone for a while so she could actually try removing Zofi's clothing with her teeth.

It's not easy.

At first, every time Naimh tried to lift up the hem of Zofi's sweater, it would get stuck under Zofi's boobs, she'd lose her grip, and the sweater would drop down. The girls laughed and had Zofi lie down. But once Zofi was flat on her back, friction with the floor made it impossible for Naimh to make any headway with the sweater from there, either. Finally, Zofi just said "Fuck it" and took her sweater off. At least then she could kneel upright and Naimh attempted to unclasp Zofi's bra with just her teeth.

The whole scene wasn't very erotic, but it was rather entertaining to watch. The girls were certainly having a good time, laughing like crazy. Finally, Naimh managed to unclasp the bra and pronounced the whole exercise a success. From there, both girls stripped themselves the rest of the way on their own, except for Zofi's panties, which Naimh told her to save. Sure enough, once Naimh had gotten naked, she had Zofi stand up, dug her teeth into the waistband of Zofi's black satin panties, and dragged them down the lissome brunette's long, lithe legs and off her feet.

"Ta-da!" Naimh pronounced happily while thrusting her fists into the air, as if she'd just pulled off an impressive magic trick.

After that, Zofi started going down on me again, but only for a minute or so. When Naimh took over, she wrapped her freckled Double-Ds around my shaft and started giving me a titfuck. Watching the rapturous look in my eyes as my redheaded girlfriend pleasured me with her tits, Zofi wanted a turn doing the same for me to get me to look at her in the same way. And even though Zofi didn't quite have Naimh's massive rack, watching her press her 34Ds around my meat and hump her chest up and down solely for my gratification made me feel quite pampered indeed.

In the end though, I didn't want to stop at just blowjobs. I looked at my "real" girlfriend and moaned that I wanted to be inside her. So Naimh and Zofi exchanged a quick look of confirmation, and the Irish redhead quickly climbed into my lap, but faced away from me so that Zofi would have a perfect view between our spread legs of my thick column of man meat disappearing into Naimh's fuzzy red pussy.

And of course, so that Zofi would have a perfect angle to push her head between our spread legs and lick at the joining of my thick column of man meat where it disappeared into Naimh's fuzzy red pussy.

Naimh moaned and let herself fall back against my chest while Zofi went to work on her clit and I simultaneously used the springiness of the couch to work my dick in and out of her about an inch at a time. I didn't want to jostle her body around and make Naimh's clit too much of a moving target. Instead, I nibbled on my girlfriend's neck and busied myself playing with her big titties.

Together, Zofi and I made Naimh cum. The busty Irish bombshell's breathing turned shallow and sped up dramatically, she wriggled and writhed in my arms, and in the end her head snapped back over my left shoulder as she bucked her crotch forward into the brunette's face. I had to forcibly pin her body down against my dick, grabbing her tits as handholds to keep her from accidentally bucking off me.

After that, Naimh toppled off me to recover from her orgasm. Grinning broadly, Zofi quickly surrounded my lonely cock with her mouth, ensuring it didn't feel lonely for long. And since I was pretty close to popping off already, it didn't take long for me to finally complete the blowjob she'd started last night in the van.