The Big Tits Club Ch. 29-30

"Has Zofi talked to you yet?"

Sam's eyebrows popped and she glanced around the room. "Not a conversation for the classroom, but yes, she has."

"Can we talk later?"

Sam nodded and smiled. "I have an idea you're gonna LOVE."

She was right; I loved it. Actually, it gave me an even better idea, one that we refined together. But we wouldn't be able to put it into action for at least another week.

****

Naimh was all over me at recess. We didn't have enough time to run out to my minivan in the parking lot, but the way she straddled my lap and made out with me until thirty seconds AFTER the bell rang warning us to get to third period left me in no doubt that my girlfriend once again wasn't going to wait until after school.

Still, she took me by surprise.

Our two classrooms before lunch weren't too far apart, and we'd made a habit of meeting in the middle to walk together to the BTC's regular lunch table even before we'd started officially dating. Last Monday, my horny girlfriend had practically dragged me out to the parking lot. This Monday turned out quite differently.

She dragged me to a janitor's closet.

"How in the world did you get a key?" I asked, flabbergasted after she pulled me inside.

"The world is full of mysteries," she replied quite charmingly in her perfect Irish lilt.

"And you realize two dozen kids just watched us sneak in here."

"What?" she scoffed. "You think someone's gonna run and tell the principal?"

"No, it's just..."

My girlfriend looked at me expectantly.

I rolled my eyes, grabbed her hips, and spun her around to face the metal shelves. I gave my ridonkulously hot freckled redhead girlfriend a smack on the ass before dragging her tight leggings down to her ankles, bringing her panties with them. I shoved my face into her pussy from behind and started licking while she moaned gutturally, "NOW you've got the right idea."

After spending thirty seconds licking her clit from behind, I worked my way higher up her happy trail to start rimming her ass. Naimh squealed and started wriggling around so much that I had to hold her in place so she didn't dislodge me. And after that, I was ready to go and dropped my cargo pants down to my ankles.

Moments later, both of us groaned as I began feeding inch after inch of thick cockmeat into her sweet snatch. My girlfriend slid her hands up the vertical poles of the shelving, one each on either side of her, and her head lolled backward as if my insertion had suddenly rendered her spineless. I stopped when I was fully imbedded to savor the sensations, and she let her head fall forward again, hanging in the gap between one shelf and the next. Cleaning solution in gallon-sized jugs were on the shelf just to her right (as opposed to Naimh's gallon-sized jugs that filled my meaty paws). Boxes of rolled up trash bags were to her left. The scent of solvents filled the air, drowning out the musk of a girl's pussy in heat.

"Oooh, Matty..." Naimh groaned gutturally as I shifted my stance a few inches further out to the sides, giving myself a strong base. I adjusted my grip to her hip bones to either side. And then she gasped as I withdrew until I was almost all the way out and rammed all the way back inside.

She gasped again when I repeated the maneuver.

And again.

And again.

And again.

The gasps turned into whimpers as I sped up, starting to savagely fuck her in earnest. I let go of her hips and slid my hands up her slender body, underneath her blouse, past her ribcage, and beneath the bottom of her bra. Gripping her big Double-D tits in my hands, I pressed my chest against her back so that we were practically spooned together. And I continued fucking her, my motions a bit shorter and more grinding in this position instead of the long-dicking thrusts of before.

I nibbled on Naimh's neck while she crooned my name in lustful glee. Her fingers were white-knuckled as she struggled to hold onto the metal shelving poles. Every now and again, she would shudder in pleasure hard enough to shake the shelves and make the jugs or boxes rattle just a bit. And suddenly she started screaming as an orgasm tore through her body.

I yanked my hands off her tits and covered her gaping mouth with my left hand to muffle her scream. My right hand wrapped around to rub her clit, strumming it all through her climax. She bit down on my hand in her passion, not quite hard enough to draw blood, and I reacted by fucking her just a little harder for a couple of thrusts.

When she came down from her high, Naimh twisted her head to look back at me, a wordless hunger in her eyes. I knew what she wanted from that single look, although I was a little astonished that she wanted it here. Still, I wanted what she wanted too much to really question it. Relocating my hands back down to her hips, I withdrew my rock-hard erection from her still-quivering quim, notched the angry purple head at the entrance to her anus, and started pushing.

My girlfriend groaned at the penetration, spinelessly hanging her head forward again as she tried to relax and allow my entrance without lube. I was pretty slick from her pussy juices, and we had done this a few times by now, so I knew she could take it. But it still took a while to get me fully buried in her ass.

Once again, I stopped when I hit full depth to really savor the sensations. Exhaling slowly from the exertion, I caught my breath and let my hands roam inside her blouse to tweak her nipples, cup her massive tits, and slide along the bare skin of her back. I also took two healthy swats at her buttcheeks, making her tense up and clench up with each impact while she squealed and stared back at me, hungry for even more. So I spanked her three more times, and after that, I really began to the fuck the hell out of her.

Over and over again I cornholed my girlfriend's tight colon. At first, I had only been able to slow-dick her asshole while it got used to being so completely filled. But once I got her stretched out I was able to pick up the pace. Soon enough, the metal shelves started rattling like crazy from the way her whole body shuddered against them. But we were both beyond caring now as I repeatedly violated her tight anal chute.

She climaxed again, her screams echoing through the close confines of the janitor's closet. I reamed her out even harder.

She kept screaming. I started groaning out loud as well.

She started cumming AGAIN, and this time the way her colon clenched around my cock in the throes of ecstatic climax drew my own orgasm out as well. I grunted into her ear that I was going to blow, and abruptly she yanked her body forward, spun herself around, and dropped to her knees. I gawked at my girlfriend in utter shock as she swallowed my dick right down to the root, straight out of her ass. And right when her lips touched down against the very base of my dick, I felt my cockhead open up and begin shooting sperm straight into Naimh's stomach.

Over and over again I fired, my bodaciously beautiful and buxom girlfriend taking every drop of spunk I had to give her. She stared up at me with those brilliant emerald eyes, looking insanely gorgeous with my spurting dick in her mouth. I had never been more in love with her than in this moment, or was it lust? Whatever it really was, I was thrilled beyond belief to have such an amazing and NAUGHTY little vixen to call my own.

She didn't swallow the last of my load, and after pulling off my deflating dick she opened her mouth to show me her collected pool of creamy jism. With a wink, she then gulped it all down and beamed up at me before standing and hugging me tightly.

I hugged her back, patted her ass, and briefly checked my watch. We'd burned up most of our lunchtime, but could still rejoin the others and hurriedly eat our food. She kissed my neck and sighed rapturously, "I love you so much, Matty. I really missed you."

I squeezed her tight and murmured in reply, "I love you, too."

****

I hadn't really noticed it as it was happening, but when I stopped to think about it, I realized that the frequency of my booty calls with the BTC girls had slowly been dropping ever since Naimh and I became a romantic couple. After that first week during which my girlfriend and I had gone out of her way to ensure each of the other girls felt prioritized, things had gone... well... the phrase "downhill from there" has too much of a negative connotation, but it would be an accurate graphical representation of booty call frequency over time.

"Study breaks" were coming fewer and farther between, with more time actually spent, you know, studying in the afternoons. Sam once again declined to join us Monday afternoon, nor did she come over to the house in the evening. Zofi was on her period and skipped her usual Wednesday altogether. And even Belle hadn't come over after dinner in weeks, seemingly satisfied with her weekend overnights.

That's not to say I didn't get individual time with each of the girls at all. All six of them wanted a Matty-produced orgasm at least once a week, in addition to the Friday seven-way afternoon orgies that had become our staple method of unwinding after the school week.

But overall, the novelty of what we were doing was starting to wear off, and the girls' sex drives were returning to what most people would think of as "normal" levels for people who had lives to lead, with hobbies and interests that didn't require the use of my penis. Mari and Belle spent more time baking and looking up recipes together. Sam liked to spend her time reading of all things, on top of everything else she did. And Zofi was on her period.

Not that I was going without or anything like that. One Matty-produced orgasm per girl plus the Friday afternoon orgy still added up to a lot of sexual activity. And you'll notice that I didn't include Alice or Naimh in that list of declining frequency. Alice was happy to pick up the slack as she further explored her burgeoning sexuality. And my randy redheaded girlfriend wanted my dick thrusting into one of her three holes or between her tits as much as humanly possible, and she easily made up for the decreased BTC booty calls all on her own.

She fucked the shit out of me Monday afternoon at home so that even IF Sam had come over at night, I wouldn't have much left to give.

Tuesdays had always been Naimh and Alice Tuesdays. Alice told me she and Naimh had been spending time together on the weekends talking about cosplay, something that blended Alice's interest in video games and comic books with Naimh's artsy costume projects. Then Alice decided to show me a new trick she'd learned when she (A) lay back and let me watch my girlfriend go down on her and then (B) got between Naimh's spread legs and ate my girlfriend to an orgasm. Since both of them were naked at the time I could barely resist grabbing Alice's athletically firm ass from behind and ramming myself into her virgin snatch. It was especially difficult since Alice said they were working on making Alice a Mai Shiranui costume, and I'd already been fantasizing about her for an hour.

Wednesday, Sam skipped studying again. Zofi was on her period, but she still came over so she could do her homework with me and Naimh. Once we got all that squared away though, she did join us for a hot threesome, happy to go down on Naimh and suck my dick so I could have both of my "girlfriends" crawling all over lucky me, even if she kept her panties on the whole time.

Thursday was supposed to be Mari and Belle time, but both of them declared themselves good after Saturday night's "sleepover", and they studied together at Belle's house while Naimh and I holed up together in my bedroom all afternoon.

And then came Friday.

****

"You look exhausted," Belle drawled as she came around the edge of the couch and flopped down beside me. I opened my right arm, and she quickly pulled her legs up beneath her while leaning over to pillow her head on my shoulder and cuddle against my side.

"I am exhausted."

"You've had about three hours to rest between dinner and the movie," she commented without looking up at me. Reaching into my lap, she massaged my package with her hand through my gym shorts, but just for a moment. Picking her head up, she gave me a teasing look. "But if that's not enough time and you're not up to doing your duty, maybe I should call one of the girls to come back here and take care of me."

"Now don't go talking crazy here. I'll be ready to go when you need me," I assured her quite cockily, if a bit wearily.

She giggled and set her head back down on my shoulder. "Relax a bit. I know you will. Goodness knows the girls really put you through the wringer this afternoon. Sam especially."

"Mmm-hmm."

"Ooh, I felt a twitch there." Belle still had her hand on my package, not massaging but just sort of resting on it. "Which part are you thinking about right now?"

"Too many great parts to think of."

"Alice going down on Neevie?"

"Actually, they did that on Tuesday," I explained. "Not saying it wasn't amazing to watch, but I at least wasn't taken by surprise like the rest of you."

"Oh, duhhhh!" Belle actually smacked herself on the forehead. "Sam, Neevie, and Mari all lined up in a row and bent over the couch with lubed assholes."

I chuckled and nodded. "Yes. DEFINITELY a fond memory."

Belle giggled and rubbed my package, which had stirred once again. "I can tell. A bit obvious perhaps, but I'm glad Neevie thought of it."

"The daisy chain was novel," I added. "Also Neevie's idea."

"Mmm, but we should change up the order next time. Or even make it a complete circle the next time nobody's on their period."

I nodded. With Zofi keeping her panties on, she was at one end eating out Mari, who was eating out Belle, who was eating out Sam, who was eating out Naimh, who was eating out Alice, who was giving me a blowjob. "I don't want to push the girls past their limits. Mari's comfortable doing lesbian stuff like going down on you, and Alice is comfortable with Naimh. Maybe in time as they get used to it they'll be more receptive to going down on new partners.

"And then there was Neevie's idea to start bringing a strap-on dildo to these hangouts." Belle tittered cutely. "I have to admit, I'm rather curious to find out what it's like for one of the other girls to fuck me. And vice versa."

I smirked. "Don't take it for granted. Thrusting is hard work."

"Mmm, your girlfriend has the BEST ideas."

I paused for a moment and looked down at Belle. She looked back at me curiously, not understanding my expression. I smirked and explained, "Zofi says that a lot. Word-for-word."

Belle shrugged. "Well Neevie does. That girl turned out to be a FREAK. Lucky you."

I grinned and agreed, "Lucky me."

Belle sighed, a regretful tone in her voice that took me a little by surprise given how chipper she'd been five seconds earlier.

I glanced down to see her lost in thought, and I squeezed her against my side to jostle her loose while asking, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Hmm? Nothing. Nothing's wrong."

I arched an eyebrow and stared at her silently, waiting for her to crack.

Three, two, one...

"Okay well maybe it's not nothing. Maybe I'm a little jealous she gets to be your girlfriend and I can't."

I blinked twice and frowned. "Wait, what?"

Belle screwed up her face, frowned, and finally shook her head. Without another word, she slipped out of my arms onto the floor in front of me and started pulling down my gym shorts.

"Hey, wait," I interrupted, grabbing onto my waistband and not letting her yank them down. "What are you doing?"

She stared up at me as if I were the dumbest cow on Earth. "What does it LOOK like I'm doing?"

"It looks like you're trying to give me a blowjob to distract me from the fact that you don't want to talk about feeling jealous of Neevie."

Belle pursed her lips and sighed, staring at my crotch without actually staring at my crotch. She sat back on her heels, her shoulders sagged, and after taking a deep breath, she looked up at me with moisture in her pale green eyes. And in a quiet voice, she mumbled, "It should've been me who was your girlfriend."

I cocked my head. "I thought you didn't--"

"I didn't," she interjected.

"You were the one who got me and Neevie together."

"I was," she agreed.

"Then?"

Belle sighed. "I love my friends; I really do. I love seeing them happy and satisfied. I love that none of them have to worry about all the emotional angst of dating or get into the rumor mill about what boys they like and which boys like them like so many other high schoolers. And I love... I mean LOVE watching you plow the shit out them."

I arched an eyebrow.

Belle smirked and muttered, "I know, I know, you smell a 'but' coming."

I shrugged wordlessly.

She sighed again. Folding her arms across my lap, she set her chin down on them and then let her head loll to the side on one cheek. "In some ways, nothing's changed since last year. I still find myself lying awake at night in bed, fingering myself while wishing you were next to me."

"You DO get to have me next to you tonight," I pointed out. "Nobody else gets consistent overnights with me, as much as they may want them."

"And I LOVE that change, too. And yet..." She had looked up at me for a moment, but now went back to sighing and laying her cheek down across her arms. "If I told my dad I was your girlfriend, he'd probably let me sleep here every night. I mean, he wouldn't be happy about it, but he wouldn't stop me, either."

I thought about cuddling my little Annabelle in bed EVERY night. I thought about the feel of her warm body beside mine EVERY night, not just twice a week. Sure, Mari's body was better built for cuddling, but I didn't have the same feelings for her as I did for Belle. And with a sigh, I said softly, "I'd like that, too."

Exhaling slowly, Belle got off the floor and crawled into my lap. Wrapping her arms around my head, she at first merely pressed our foreheads together and breathed deeply with her eyes closed. I cuddled her body close and let my hand rub up and down her spine. Eventually, she gave me a quick peck, rubbed my lips with her thumb, and then gave me another kiss, this one lasting a few seconds before she pulled away. Almost experimentally, she tilted her head to kiss me one way before tilting her head the other way. After three or four different attempts, she seemed to settle on angling her face at a ninety-degree angle to mine, really mashing our mouths while our tongues twisted together in-between.

Suddenly, she stopped and shivered in my grasp. I held her upper arms, the goosebumps on her skin pebbly beneath my touch. Her lower lip quivered, and the first tear rolled down her cheek. She looked so impossibly sad that I yearned for nothing more than to do ANYTHING humanly possible to make her smile again. And with a sob and a shudder, she muttered quietly, "What if I'm missing out on the greatest love of my life out of fear?"

"I'm right here."

"I'm not your girlfriend."

"You don't need to be. You're my Annabelle. Now and forever."

"I love you, Matty."

"I love you, too."

"I'll always love you."

"And I'll always love you."

"I hate Neevie's fucking guts right now."

I jerked my head, taken aback by the vehemence in Belle's tone, and my eyes went wide.

She clenched her eyes shut, immediately embarrassed as she pointed her face away from mine. "I didn't mean that."

Raising both eyebrows, I gave her a serious look even though she couldn't see it. "Yes, you did," I murmured softly.

Taking a deep breath, Belle sagged. "If I was your girlfriend, the others would be going out of their way to give ME extra time to fuck your brains out."

"You said yourself you enjoy watching them all fuck me. Neevie included."