The Big Tits Club Ch. 31-32

Sam, on the other hand, was momentarily sated by her orgasm and more interested in enjoying the wild foursome. After making out with Zofi for only a minute or so, she pulled her mouth away, stared at me with a smug grin, and reached down to grab "Lara Croft's" bare buttcheeks and spread them invitingly.

I could already see in her eyes the calculated interest in pleasing me, "her man", and using Zofi's body as a means to that end. She was saying without speaking, 'Look at the hot playmate I'm bringing you. Look how amazing this foursome is with all of us in costume and focused on your pleasure. Come fuck the big-titted half-naked Tomb Raider while she's splayed out on top of my luscious body. Come slide yourself into her sweet snatch, pump away at her pussy for a few minutes, and then angle down just a bit so you can fuck me for a while instead.'

I mean, maybe all that was in my head, but Cammy was back in character and was spreading Lara's buttcheeks while staring straight at me, so it didn't take much convincing to make me pull out of Morrigan's tight cunt, scoot over, and slide my dick into Lara's slice of heaven instead.

Lara moaned at my entrance and set her forehead down on the pillow beside Cammy's head to concentrate on feeling every inch of me burrow inside. The blonde turned to kiss the brunette's cheek and stroke her spine, but other than that Cammy fixed her amber eyes straight on me. I fucked the blonde by proxy, almost getting into a staring contest as it were while I quickly sped up my thrusting and really gave the Tomb Raider's tight twat a solid fucking. Meanwhile, Cammy slipped a hand between the them, and I could feel her rubbing Lara's clit beneath me. Every now and again, I would stop at full-depth and she'd slide the hand further down to fondle my balls instead. But after a couple of minutes I pulled out of Lara, pressed my cockhead down, and slid back into Cammy's cunt.

No longer distracted by my long-dicking, Lara recovered a bit and went back to making out with Cammy. I slid my hands along Lara's lithe, dancer's body to stroke her flanks, caress her ribs, and slide my hands into the crowded confines of their four big breasts crushed together. But after Cammy's talented fingers brought her to small orgasm, Lara flopped over and out of the way, panting for breath. That allowed me to collapse my chest straight down onto Cammy's, grab her hands, and pin them behind her head. That way I could really concentrate on my abs to press my pelvic bone down on her clit and grind away with my big dick all the way up her tight twat until she shuddered and screamed in ecstasy.

And then she said the words every man wants to hear.

"I want you to fuck my arse."

Although tempted to pull out, angle down, and just slam my sausage into her bowels, we had the bottle of lube for a reason. Morrigan had been right beside us, the little voyeur happily masturbating away with a hot pink disk sticking out of her little anus. But when she heard Cammy's call, she popped up next to us with the lube.

"Go play with Lara," Morrigan told me. "I'll get Cammy ready for you."

Lara Croft was happy to open her arms and legs for me to climb on and slide myself in. I didn't really fuck her, actually. We just sort of cuddled a bit with my big dick in her wet box and started kissing. She really did enjoy making out with me.

Meanwhile, Morrigan's idea of getting Cammy set up involved first rolling the bigger girl over with her cheek against the mattress and her ass up in the air, then pulling the green leotard all the way off so that it wouldn't be in the way, and finally spreading the buxom blonde's buttcheeks apart to give her a rimjob. The sexy Street Fighter squealed and shuddered at the sensation of a slimy appendage slithering straight through her sphincter, but she didn't tell Morrigan to stop. Only after spending a few minutes tickling Cammy's anus with her tongue did Morrigan finally open up the cap and start squirting lube into the beautiful bombshell's butthole. And while she started shoving more and more of the slippery stuff into Cammy's cornhole with her little fingers, she also ducked down to munch on the blonde girl's pink pussy at the same time, much to Cammy's delight.

I wound up kissing my way down Lara's neck and shoulder, bypassing the bunched up tank top around her armpits and feeding on her swollen teats while continuing to grind myself inside her snug vaginal channel. She hummed and held up her other breast for my enjoyment as well, but just when I'd started suckling on that one, Morrigan pulled her head out and sang, "Hey Maaaatttyy!"

I turned my head to look over. Cammy was quivering as the petite little succubus continued pumping little fingers in and out of her stretched anus. The teal-haired vixen winked at me and mouthed, "She's about to cum." She gestured rather obviously at Cammy's clenched asshole.

I raised my eyebrows. Morrigan beckoned me over and went back to licking. So with an apologetic look, I kissed Lara quickly and mumbled, "Sorry."

The exquisite brunette grinned, pecked my nose, and urged, "Fuck the hell out of her."

I gave her another quick kiss and moved over. Morrigan didn't get out of the way, continuing to lick Cammy's clit and fingerbang her ass. So I stood up atop the mattress and swung a leg over the top of both of them. Cammy slowly picked her head up when she felt the shift in weight on the bed. And then her head jerked back much more abruptly when Morrigan slipped her lubricated fingers out of her rectum and I suddenly replaced them with the first four inches of my fat cock.

"MotherFUCKER!" Cammy cursed as I held her hips and drilled almost straight down into her ass.

Morrigan laughed, tried to take another lick at Cammy's clit, and promptly banged the top of her head into my balls, which wasn't that pleasant for me, actually. She just laughed again and slid out of the way.

"Trifecta, remember?" my little pixie reminded me. "Don't stop until you blast way down deep inside. I wanna really have to shove my tongue into her trying to lick out all of your cock cream out of her colon."

"You're such a naughty little cumslut," I remarked with a grin.

"I know. Dontcha love me?"

I grinned. "To the moon and back."

****

I indeed left a sperm deposit deep within the darkest recesses of Cammy's colon, my hand on the back of her head to pin her down while she howled in unholy ecstasy to match my roar of victorious release.

Filling up her bowels had been my fifth ejaculation in the last six hours, and despite my nap I was feeling pretty tired. But my little Annabelle was quite revved up tonight, so when she led me by the hand into the shower to clean up and realized my dick was still as hard as steel (Sam's pill hadn't worn off yet), she was quick to grab the oil-based lube and have me pin her to the wall for a whole new round of shower sex.

So then I came for a SIXTH time in the last six hours, although by now my loads were miniscule at best. The damn thing still wouldn't go down, but at least all the girls seemed to be satisfied.

Sam and Zofi were still on my bed, lying face-to-face with their arms wrapped around each other, lost deep in conversation. We'd given them a decent amount of time what with the shower sex and all, but it didn't appear to be enough as they seemed to still have a lot to talk about.

Sam looked up at our return to the bedroom since we were in her line of sight. Zofi looked back a moment later, and she rather hurriedly wiped away the tears that had been streaming down her face. I frowned, Belle took a step forward, but Sam held her hand up and gave us a look that clearly told us to not say anything. Instead, Sam took Zofi by the hand and led her off the bed to go into the bathroom. Despite both girls' nudity, I was concerned enough for Zofi's emotional state (not to mention that I was completely fucked out) to not really pay much attention.

Belle helped me change the sheets (I'd been doing a lot of that lately) and then we climbed into bed together. My erection still wouldn't go away, and the impish pixie couldn't help but fish my cock out through my boxers and just sort of idly stroke it. She wasn't trying to get me off again, but it was hard and it was there, so... she played with it like a favorite toy. It would be the same way for me if her tits were naked in front of me, I suppose.

"What do you think happened?" Belle asked me quietly, head nodding toward the bathroom.

I furrowed my eyebrows, shrugged, and stared up at the ceiling. "I dunno."

Belle frowned and studied my face. "Matttyyy..." she warned.

I blinked and tried to look innocent. "What?"

"You know something, don't you?"

I sighed and went back to staring at the ceiling. "I have an idea, but I'm not sure, and I'd rather not speculate."

"Tell me," she insisted.

I shook my head. "I can't. That stuff's private."

"But you tell me everything."

"I'm happy to tell you everything about ME. But private stuff about Sam and Zofi? Sorry, B." I glanced over at her. "Look at it this way: You wouldn't want me telling either of them your secrets, would you?"

"I suppose not."

I sighed. "I don't really know any of your secrets anyway. Every time we get to talking like this, I end up giving away all my revelations. Seems like you never end up giving away yours."

Belle shrugged. "I'm pretty much an open book at this point. I'm a horny little cumslut with a thing for slurping creampies out of my girlfriends' assholes."

I snorted and flashed her a sardonic grin. "I mean emotionally."

The light dimmed in my little lover's pale green eyes. "It's Valentine's. We've had this amazing orgy together. You've hooked up with all six of us today. Can't we just end on a high note? Do we really have to do this tonight?"

I frowned at her tone. "Do what? Have an honest conversation about our emotions?"

Belle looked thoughtful. "Waitaminute. DID you actually hook up with all six of us today? Even Alice?"

I took a deep breath and shook my head. "She still hasn't said she's ready yet."

"Really? Last time I talked to her she seemed super-excited and said she thought today would be the day."

I sighed. "We came close a couple of times. There was one moment when Mari was on all fours and I was banging her from behind. I love the way her buttcheeks jiggle when I ram her really hard."

"Mmm..." Belle's hand started stroking my dick instead of just toying with it.

"Anyway, Neevie parked herself on all fours right alongside Mari, so I just took a step over and started pounding her instead." I took a deep breath. "That's when Alice lined herself up as well, on all fours with her ass wiggling at me excitedly. With anyone else I would have taken that as a clear invitation, but this is Alice's virginity here. For one thing, I wasn't sure I wanted our first time to be a group sex thing with the girls in costume and me fantasizing they were video game vixens instead of their true selves. I mean, I want my first time with Alice to be my first time with Alice, you know?"

Belle stopped stroking and nodded. "Yeah, I get it."

"And besides, Alice and I talked about this. She said it would happen when the mood was right. Maybe we'd be in the middle of a gaming session and she'd toss the controllers aside and order me to slam it into her. Maybe I'd be dry-humping her and she'd tell me it was time to put it in. Maybe she'd actually show up wearing a nice dress and makeup and sweetly ask me to take her virginity. She gave me the parameters and nowhere in there was 'seize an implied opportunity and just shove it in me'."

Belle frowned and pursed her lips. "Well if her implied invitation today was confusing, you could always... you know... ASK her."

I blinked. "I hadn't thought of that."

"Alice has always been straight with you. Blunt, even. The rest of us girls, you might need to worry about tiptoeing around our feelings, but she's been your best buddy for years for a reason."

"That's good advice. Thanks, B."

Belle grinned and pecked me quickly. "Anytime."

I arched an eyebrow. "Now don't think I didn't notice you deflecting me again."

The strawberry-blonde pixie looked confused. "What?"

"I had just asked why we can't have an honest conversation about our emotions, and you immediately changed the subject to Alice." I arched an eyebrow. "Now I'm wondering how many times over the last year you've pulled that off without me noticing."

Belle shook her head. "There's nothing to say you don't already know. I'm in love with you, I'm rethinking this whole idea that I need to explore beyond you in order to be sure we belong together forever, and I wanna just be your girlfriend now, your wife in like three years, and have your babies a couple of years after that."

I blinked a few times. "Uh, you just said a few things I didn't already know."

Shaking her head, Belle looked down at my dick sticking out of shorts, and she slid down the bed far enough that she could take a long lick at it from base to crown and then seal her lips around the head.

I groaned at the pleasure, amazed that the damn thing still wouldn't go down. I thought about my panic in Tahoe about still having an erection when it was time to go build snowmen, and the solution of finding physical exertion that had nothing to do with ogling hot naked girls. The thought crossed my mind that I could probably get up and do jumping jacks or push-ups or something. But then I thought I could also just sit back, enjoy the erection and the way my little Annabelle's supple lips bobbed up and down my shaft.

And then I groaned and belatedly started tugging at Belle's hair. "Hey, hey, you're deflecting again."

"I'm not deflecting. I'm sucking. There's a difference."

"It's deflecting when you're purposely occupying your mouth so that you can't talk to me."

Rolling her eyes, Belle thought about that, wriggled beneath my bedsheets a bit, and then crawled up my body and straddled my legs. She dropped her panties onto the pillow beside me, took my erection in hand, and rubbed it through her vaginal furrow a few times to build up a little extra moisture. And then without further ado, she slowly sank herself down, her well-fucked cunt stretching much more easily after all the pounding it had taken over the past few hours.

When she was fully seated, the impish girl looked up at me and said, "There, my mouth isn't occupied anymore. Happy?"

I blinked. "Well... yeah... And you promise you won't deflect anymore?"

Before she could respond, the door opened and two gorgeously naked young women walked into my room, still toweling themselves off. I felt my dick throb at the sight of their glistening nubile bodies with big jiggling breasts and swaying hips. Zofi looked much better, and the girls came over to the bed.

Sam smirked to find Belle mounted on me, folded her arms beneath her breasts, and drawled in her alluring Aussie accent, "And here I thought you two had sex in the shower."

"We did," Belle confirmed. "But he's still hard so I figured, why not? Maybe you should slip him these pills more often."

"No-no-no," I countered immediately. "Yeah, I'm sure you girls enjoy the fact that the damn thing won't go down for a coupla hours, but the dizziness, headaches, and weird sensitivity to light I have to deal with the next day are NOT fun."

Sam shrugged. "Valentine's only comes once a year. Anyways, much as we'd love to join you, we'd better get going home."

Zofi planted one hand on the bed and kissed me tenderly. "Thanks for a fun 'Valentine's Day' date night. My first one."

"You're welcome, although I can't take all the credit. That said, is everything alright?"

Zofi exchanged a glance with Sam but returned her attention back to me quickly. "It's fine. I'll be fine. Don't worry about me," she stated bravely.

"I'll always worry about you. For the rest of our lives. That's what I do."

Zofi softened, and her bright blue eyes twinkled for a moment. She kissed me again, took my right hand, and had me fondle her naked breast for a moment. "Good night, boyfriend."

"Sweet dreams, girlfriend," I replied warmly.

Zofi gave Belle a kiss on the lips as well, and then she turned around to pick up her bag and start pulling out her change of clothes. Since she was supposed to be out on a date tonight, she actually changed into lace lingerie and a pretty dress.

Sam, meanwhile, had already started changing into casual clothes. Belle just sort of nonchalantly rode me, clenching her tight cunt around my cock while we both watched the other two girls get dressed. Once done, the two of them gave us their final goodbyes, waved, and headed out the bedroom door.

Well, Zofi headed out. Sam lingered halfway through, pausing to turn back and look at us. There was a longing in her eyes as she stared at the way Belle was still mounted on top of me, and for a moment the confident, always-in-charge queen bee façade dropped away from her face, replaced by the dreamer little girl face I only glimpsed every now and again.

But only for a moment. Perhaps realizing she'd just gotten caught, Sam quickly averted her eyes and hurried out my bedroom door, pulling it shut just a little too hard. And then they were gone.

"Well now. Where were we?" Belle asked rhetorically. "Oh, I remember!"

The impish pixie started to steadily hump me, but I grabbed her ass and stilled her motion almost immediately. "You're deflecting again. I remember where we were: you were saying something about wishing you could be my wife and have my babies."

Belle sighed. "I've been wishing that for years already. It's nothing new. No big deal."

"If it were no big deal, you wouldn't be deflecting."

Belle exhaled slowly again. "It's like you said: the word 'girlfriend' is just a word. I should be happy that it's Valentine's and I'm the only girl in your bed. I should be happy that I get to sit here with your big dick in my pussy, and as soon as we're done you're gonna help me shove that massive butt plug over there into my ass so I can be ready for you to violate my tender little asshole in the morning."

I glanced over at the shiny silver plug on my nightstand with what looked like a flat blue crystal in the hilt, definitely not part of Belle's original hot pink set. But sensing that she was trying to distract me again, I gave her a steady look and said, "Yes, you should be happy to be here."

Closing her eyes, my little Annabelle looked up at me with sad doe eyes. "Then why don't I feel happy? Why am I still fucking jealous of Neevie when I should be feeling really bad for her still being locked down by her parents?"

"Is the girlfriend title really such a big deal to you?"

Belle sighed. "It's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"I hate her."

I blinked. "Neevie?"

"I hate her fucking guts."

"The same Neevie who made you that amazing costume when all she wore herself was a tank top and suspenders?"

Belle rubbed her face with both hands. "I know, I know. She's one of my friends and I always swore I'd never... but I am... I... I'm jealous of her, alright? I've always been jealous of her. The way you looked at her from the moment she arrived: 'The most gorgeous thing you've ever seen'. She's so much taller than me. Her boobs are so much bigger while still being amazingly firm and perky. Her ass is just incredible. The way you talk about how sex with her is like, 'the most amazing sex ever'. Why isn't sex with me the most amazing sex ever?"

"Sex with you is AWESOME. Please don't doubt that."

"But it's not the same as sex with her. She's always ready and willing at the snap of your fingers. Me? We've gotta get me worked up to it and stretched out every time. I need lube half the time just to fit you in my pussy while she can just unclench her ass and let you slam it into her in a fucking janitor's closet. Meanwhile, I haven't even been able to properly do anal because it fucking hurts me so much! What the fuck is wrong with me?!?"