The Big Tits Club Ch. 41-42

Naimh grinned. "With benefits."

Belle giggled. "Definitely with benefits."

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That night turned out much like my first overnight with Naimh. Belle joined us for a wicked threesome, but in the end she got dressed, told us to enjoy a night alone together, and then went home.

At least Belle got to feel Naimh slurp a creampie out of her pussy and then snowball it back to her.

In the morning, I woke up first and decided to enjoy Naimh's naked body spooned in front of me. I stayed as gentle and featherlight as I could, teasing her skin and roaming my fingertips all over every inch I could reach before slotting my schlong into her soaking wet snatch and then shoving myself inside while she still slumbered.

The busty redhead certainly woke up at my penetration, of course, and started laughing when she realized her cunt was already full of Matty-dick. She crooned into my ear and reached back to hold my head while I pumped her from behind. But then she reached into the nightstand, held up a familiar bottle of lube, and waggled it at me invitingly.

The morning ended with me blasting her bubble butt from behind, skewering my ex-girlfriend's asshole on my turgid pole and spanking both of her cheeks until they were bright red while she howled at me to hurt her and really violate her body down to her sacred core.

Yeah, it lacked the intimacy of face-to-face lovemaking, but we both loved it, and who said everything had to change?

After I creamed deep inside her colon, we took a shower together and did some light petting and a lot of making out, but neither of us started another sex session. Then we got dressed and headed downstairs.

Mother was in front of the kitchen range making brunch, and she was not alone. Both Sam and Belle sat on stools at the kitchen island, clad in sports bras and spandex leggings, sweat dotting their brows having apparently gone for another run together.

"Good morning, Naimh," Mother greeted. "So nice to see you here again."

The redhead blushed and replied, "Thank you."

Meanwhile, I said, "Morning, ladies," and went over to peck both Sam and Belle on the lips.

"Have a nice night?" Belle asked coyly.

"The best," Naimh enthused warmly. "I'm still jealous you get to fall asleep in his arms so often."

Belle looked thoughtful. "I think the key is that it's still not often enough for me, otherwise I'd take it for granted." That last part was directed at me with a bit of a smirk.

The five of us moved to the dining table and sat down to share a meal. Nobody talked about sex, and I didn't do much talking at all, focused on eating as much as I could. The girls nattered on about whatever popped into their pretty little heads until Mother announced that it was time for her to go, and the girls all said goodbye.

Once Mother was gone, Sam started playing footsie with me underneath the table, and Belle's hand, which had been resting on my thigh, began rubbing closer and closer to my crotch.

"Don't forget to save something for Zofi," I muttered beneath my breath.

Conspicuously, Sam and Belle abruptly stopped their fondling and exchanged rather obvious looks with Naimh. I could immediately tell there was something the three of them knew that I didn't.

"Actually," Sam began slowly while raising her eyebrows and deliberately not making eye contact with me, so I knew she had yet ANOTHER surprise to spring on me. "Zofi's not coming."

I frowned. "Was it not agreed to on Friday night that Zofi would be my next Girlfriend of the Week?"

"It was, it was..." Sam hedged while exchanging a look with Belle, "mostly because neither Belle nor I wanted to go next and Neevie is already supposed to go last. The thing is: Zofi's not really interested in being your girlfriend for real. You know that."

I narrowed my eyes and glanced at all three girls. I knew for a fact that Zofi had come out as a lesbian to both Sam and Alice, but I wasn't sure about the others.

"So..." I began hesitantly, "Does that mean I don't have a girlfriend for this week?"

Sam giggled and suddenly wore a smirking grin. "Actually..." She exchanged new glances with Belle and Naimh. The two of them had smirking grins as well.

Belle looked up at the clock and then back to me. "Just be patient. It's a good surprise, really."

"Belle..." I warned.

The doorbell rang just then.

"Or maybe you don't need to be patient," Belle corrected herself with a wink.

"I'll go get that," Sam announced, darting out of her chair as fast as The Flash. Moments later, I heard the front door open and girlish squeals filled the air.

I didn't want to speculate, but I couldn't help it. Alice claimed to be fucked out, so the only logical explanation was that Mari would get a second week. I had to admit, I wasn't opposed to the idea. The thought of spending more nights snuggled up around her fantastically curvaceous body definitely put some starch in my pecker and gave me warm fuzzy feelings inside.

But then I turned around and those warm fuzzy feelings vanished. To be clear, I wasn't disappointed or anything...

I was just really, really confused.

Smiling broadly beneath her bubblegum pink hair and still looking as gorgeous as ever stood a beautiful young woman dressed to impress and also show off her firm 34D tits. I picked my jaw up from the floor, gathered myself, and finally managed to say,

"Hi, Holly. Nice to see you again so soon."

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-- CHAPTER 42: Hollister --

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"Nice to see you again so soon."

"It's nice to see you again, too. I'm glad it's under much better circumstances," Holly replied while posing quite coquettishly. She was dressed in a plunging V-necked white tank top tied off at the side of her waist to expose her belly with a black lace bra beneath that showed rather obviously through the translucent material. She also wore a hot pink and black plaid short skirt, thigh-high black stockings with garters, and black and white Catholic schoolgirl saddle shoes. Her long, shoulder-length pink hair was tied into two low pigtails just behind her ears, the left one draping across the top of her cleavage. It was the sort of outfit she'd never get away with at school and literally screamed, 'I'm your living sex toy! Take me, throw me onto a bed, and have your way with me!'

"So? Belle? Shower?" Sam clapped her hands together and rubbed them vigorously before jerking a thumb over her shoulder.

"I'll go with you two!" Naimh announced perkily as she got up from the dining table.

Belle snorted and drawled, "Real subtle, ladies."

I blinked and followed Belle as she also got up and joined Sam and Naimh. "You realize I'm now picturing the three of you in my shower together."

"Yeah, stop distracting him," Holly complained. "He's supposed to be gawking at me."

I glanced back at the pink-haired vixen. "Believe me, you're plenty worth gawking at. Don't worry about that. But I must admit I'm surprised you're here."

"I would've been here AGES ago if it wasn't for these selfish bitches," Holly remarked lightly, gesturing towards the other three girls. "It was so frustrating to watch all six of them sashaying around school with big, sexually-satisfied grins only to be told at every turn, 'Back away: He's off-limits.'"

I turned to look at Sam, Belle, and Naimh. "Am I NOT off-limits anymore or something?"

The BTC girls exchanged a look. "Not anymore," Sam confirmed.

"What changed?"

"Well, to be honest, she'd sort of stopped pestering us for a while, and had she asked a couple of weeks ago the answer would've still been 'no'," Sam explained. "But after the whole Mari incident, she started talking to us again. Then she started pestering us again. And now with Neevie's little Girlfriend of the Week experiment - and none of the rest of us wanting our own week right now - the timing kind of worked out perfectly."

"I told you," Naimh jumped in, "the whole point of this in the first place was to give you some perspective and be able to compare different kinds of relationships. Adding Holly only helps in that regard, both as someone with a different personality from the rest of us and someone from outside the BTC. You'll get the experience of dating someone you haven't been friends with for a long time already."

"You want me to date her?" I asked a little incredulously.

Belle jumped in. "You can do whatever you want with her, including absolutely nothing. We're giving her a trial week; she gets Zofi's slot."

I blinked twice. "You mean she gets Zofi's 'Girlfriend of the Week' slot?"

"Exactly." Sam shrugged. "Same as Mari or Alice."

"But your week with Mari wasn't the same as your week with Alice and won't be the same as with Holly," Belle elaborated. "What you decide to do - or not do - with Holly is completely up to you. I mean, we do consider you the property of the BTC, but that doesn't mean we can just loan you out against your will."

I frowned. "But... we barely know each other."

"That's the point." Sam looked at me like I was a three-year-old who needed her guidance to find the bathroom, and in a similar tone she spelled out slowly, "Hence... the three of us leaving the two of you alone for a bit..."

I frowned. "Are you all just expecting me to whip it out on command and service her?"

"No, no of course not," Sam insisted while shaking her head obviously in the negative. Meanwhile, Belle was likewise shaking her head and giving me a look that said I'd never be forced into doing anything I didn't want to. But Naimh was nodding her head up and down, giving me a big smile with two thumbs up.

My eyelids dropped halfway as I deadpanned, "I'm getting mixed messages here."

"You need notarized affidavits?" Sam sighed and gestured to Holly. "We cleared this with all six of us. You're not required to whip it out on command and service her, but you do have everyone's explicit permission if you want to. We already know SHE wants to. She won't fucking shut up about you at school and it's getting on my nerves."

Holly shrugged. "I've wanted to finish what we started last summer for this entire freaking school year. And whatever the hell you're doing to keep six hot babes like these completely satisfied week after week, I want in."

"I can barely keep up with six of you," I said to the BTC girls. "Now you want to add a seventh?"

"For a week. Just a week," Belle stated firmly.

"We'll see how it goes," Sam added with a shrug. "I do feel bad for shutting her out all this time, especially since you left her high and dry the last time."

"She definitely wasn't dry," I argued. "I made sure of that."

"Yeah, well, you know what I mean. And with your virginity no longer an issue... I mean look at her. Tell me that's not tempting." Sam bit her lower lip and had a glint in her eye that looked like she wanted to devour her. Actually, Naimh and Belle had that look, too.

My eyeballs clicked back and forth between Sam and Holly for a moment. Perfectly aware she was being undressed by the girls' eyes, the pink-haired sex bomb posed once again for maximum visceral appeal. And her eyes were doing quite a bit of undressing themselves. I didn't know for sure how much Sapphic sexual interaction there had ever been between Holly and the others. I wondered if Sam and Holly had messed around with each other in the past, and maybe even Zofi too knowing her personal preferences. But I had to believe Belle wouldn't have hidden that sort of thing from me, although Naimh I was less sure about.

"Okay fine," I said finally, straightening my spine as I sat up. "Here's how this is gonna work. The three of you can go off and do... whatever. I do know Belle and Sam actually need a shower. Holly and I will hang out and... talk... until you return."

The buxom pink-haired bombshell in the slutty schoolgirl outfit pouted. "Just talk?"

"Just talk," I confirmed. "For one thing, Sunday afternoons are a pretty regular time for me to be with Belle and Sam, so your visit is sorta cock-blocking them."

Holly grinned. "Whoever said anything about blocking them?"

"My thoughts exactly." I grinned as well, already imagining a potential crazy fivesome. "I assume you're good with sharing."

"Seems like sharing is a requirement for BTC membership already."

I arched an eyebrow. "You're looking for full membership?"

"That depends."

"On what?"

"On whether or not you can actually live up to your reputation."

"Is that a challenge?"

"More of an admission that my expectations are pretty high. I mean, I just kinda wanted to bang you for the fun of it after that first day of school. But now?" She squeezed her wrists together in front of her, which also compressed her big tits between her upper arms. "You know the adage about good things coming to those who wait? Well... I've been waiting forever."

Holly's hazel eyes sizzled as she stared at me as lustfully as any of the BTC girls had ever stared. I knew right then and there that while she'd let me go unfucked last time, she wasn't going to leave quite so peacefully this time if I turned her down again.

With a smile, I nodded at the BTC girls and told them, "You guys go on upstairs. Holly and I are gonna have a little chat."

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After Sam, Belle, and Naimh headed upstairs, I stood up from my chair at the dining table and headed directly for the family room without looking back. "C'mon, let's get you one of Matty's patented back massages."

"Oooh, goody," Holly said enthusiastically, and I heard the click-clack of her shoes across the floor.

I parked myself on my usual couch cushion, spread my legs to the sides, and beckoned the scantily-clad teen hottie to come sit in front of me. She sat on the cushion edge and gave me a coy look over her shoulder before facing forward.

I'm not particularly sure why I did what I did next. Perhaps it was because Holly had made abundantly clear that she was a sure thing if I wanted to get into her panties. Perhaps I was a little tired of Sam and her games. Perhaps I was annoyed that nobody ever told me what the hell was going on and whether they admitted it or not, everyone apparently DID expect me to whip it out on command and service them.

I mean, I LIKED whipping it out and servicing gorgeous nubile teenage hotties on command, but still.

The point is: I was in a particular mood. Tired of feeling manipulated and feeling the need to assert myself, I did the exact opposite of what "Safe Matty" was best known for: respecting a girl's boundaries. Instead, I didn't wait for permission. I didn't wait for an explicit invitation. I told you, Holly's outfit seemed to be screaming at me, 'I'm your living sex toy! Take me, throw me onto a bed, and have your way with me!'

So I took her.

It started with that skimpy tank top. Without asking, I simply undid the knot at the side of her waist and then tugged up on the hem until Holly wordlessly raised her arms and allowed me to pull it off her. Without preamble, I unsnapped the black bra and slid the straps off her shoulders to leave her back completely exposed. Holly trapped the cups against her own tits for modesty, not so different from the day when I'd given her a backrub in her bikini. And when I took a firm grip of her shoulders and started squeezing my fingers to initiate the massage, she let her chin drop down to her chest and let out a soft moan as I went to work.

Within a few minutes, Holly's spine was collapsing as I unknotted all of her back muscles and transformed them into jelly. Her shoulders were slumped and she kept tottering forward as if she'd collapse onto the floor in front of us like a drunk driver about to fall asleep at the wheel. I switched to massaging her arms, and within another two minutes both limbs were dead weights hanging down her sides. Holding the bra cups over her tits was no longer a priority, and only the shoulder straps still trapped at her elbows prevented the material from falling away completely. Her torso twisted every now and again as I applied firm pressure to one shoulder or the other, and I got tantalizing glimpses of side boob and turgid nipples from the opposite direction.

Those nipples eventually called to me, and at some point, rather than complete my massage, I reached forward and just grabbed Holly's tits. I squeezed her melons and pinched her nipples rather roughly between my fingertips. At the same time, I bent forward and fastened my mouth on her neck from behind like a vampire, sucking powerfully as my strong fingers massaged and kneaded her titflesh instead of her back muscles. Holly moaned instantly and tilted her head away from my vampire bite, swooning in my arms. A moment later, I yanked my right hand away from her firm titty and shoved it down beneath the waistband of her skirt. Without further ado I hooked my fingers and crammed two of them into her soaking wet pussy already primed from about ten minutes of endorphin-producing back massage. And after coating my penetrating digits with her sweet nectar, I pulled them back just far enough to bracket her clit and start strumming away as if her body was my personal guitar.

"Oh, gawd... Oh, gawd... Oh, FUCK!" Holly groaned as she whimpered, shivered, and came beneath my abrupt onslaught. I squeezed her left nipple and bit down harder on her neck, enough to mark her as mine for the next several days. And I didn't relent on my finger-flicking for two minutes or so until she finally stopped shuddering and collapsed limply against my chest.

But I wasn't done with her yet. Not by a long-shot. And once again, I didn't ask permission.

I simply... took her.

Lifting Holly out of my lap, I set her in a seated position on the cushion by my side. Standing up, I quickly shucked my shorts before climbing back onto the couch with both feet. Squatting slightly to get myself aligned, I gripped my dick with my right hand and grabbed her face with my left. I pried her mouth open and stared down at her a little... well... a little malevolently I must admit. Like I said, I was in a mood. And as soon as she obediently gaped her mouth open, I rammed my dick through the hole.

Holly was gorgeous to begin with. She was even more gorgeous with her lips wrapped around my prick, staring up at me with obvious lust but also quite a bit of surprise. I braced my right hand on the top of the backrest and held the back of her head with my left, not allowing her to back away as I pressed further and further forward, plunging my way into her throat until she suddenly gagged, and only then did I pull all the way out.

I narrowed my eyes and gave her a disappointed look. She quickly grabbed my ass with both hands and yanked me back into her mouth, this time forcing her own face forward until she'd accomplished the deep-throat and then swiveling her eyes up to look for my approval. I gave her a tight smile, held the position for an extra second to see if she'd gag again, and only then withdrew until just my cockhead was behind her lips.

Then I face-fucked the hell out of her.

Holly made little "glug, glug" noises while I pounded my way in and out of her throat. She gripped my ass to try and manage my depth while I stopped holding her head and instead braced both my hands atop the backrest as leverage for my thrusts. I probably didn't quite let her breathe often enough, because she started to tear up a bit. And after another minute or so I finally pulled all the way out and loomed over her while she coughed a few times and hung her head forward to gasp for oxygen.

Still, there was a naughty gleam in her eyes when she finally looked up at me. "You're an animal," she wheezed, but grinned. "What happened to the 'Safe Matty' all the BTC girls trusted to never push beyond their boundaries?"

"You're not in the BTC," I growled, grabbing her head one more time and pushing my cockhead against her lips. "And even if you were, I'm not that safe anymore."