The Big Tits Club Ch. 45-46

Alice was waiting for us at the parking lot and came over as soon as we stepped onto the curb. She gave me a fist bump first and then leaned in for a quick peck on the lips second. After we passed the first gate, Naimh had to head clear across campus to get to her first period, so she gave me a fierce kiss and a mournful, "This is gonna be the first time we'll be apart since Saturday morning."

I chuckled, kissed her again, and said, "I'll see you at recess."

She had to be satisfied with that and hustled away. Belle and Alice kept chatting for another minute before the three of us split up.

Sam gave me a warm smile when I came in the door for first period. We had a little time to chat and she even gave me a quick peck on the lips when it was time for us to take our seats. After class, she held my arm and we walked together to second period.

At recess, though, I finally got the confirmation I'd been dreading all weekend. Sure, I'd been plenty distracted banging Belle, Alice, Naimh, and Sam (and I knew I shouldn't be greedy), but it was still disappointing when Holly didn't join us at our usual table the way she'd been doing for the past few weeks. I had no idea where she might be; all I knew is that she wasn't here. And when Sam read the scowl on my face, she reached out to rub my knee and said reassuringly, "She promised she'd drop by at lunchtime to talk to you."

I sighed, her words not very reassuring despite her tone. The words weren't, 'Oh, she's busy right now but will be with us again at lunchtime.' Still, I tried to shrug it off like it was no big deal. But inside, I knew Master would miss Personal Slut.

No, that was actually putting it a little too crudely. Yes, the sex play with Holly had been delectable. But she was a genuinely vivacious, sexy, and all around fun girl to be around. Her presence in my life had been a breath of fresh air for the past few weeks, and I'd miss her.

So when Holly did show up at lunchtime and ask if we could find a quiet corner to talk, I told her all of that. And I also told her I'd rather she didn't leave.

"It's not like I'm saying 'goodbye'," Holly insisted. "I'm still a student here and we'll be seeing each other around school."

"It's enough of a 'goodbye' that you felt the need to come have a private conversation with me. It feels like a breakup."

"Can't break up if we were never truly together. You know I can't stay. I mess up the group dynamic too much." Holly sighed. "Everyone's paired up and I'm the odd girl out."

I shrugged. "You seemed pretty happy to be paired up with me for a few weeks there."

Holly smiled and reached out to take my hand. "Yeah, I was pretty happy... for as long as it lasted. I hope you don't mind, but I'm gonna refer to you as one of my ex-boyfriends, even if it was only for three weeks."

I chuckled. "I don't mind."

"Maybe if I could STILL be your girlfriend for this week... and the next... and the next... I'd stick around," she began a little hesitantly, her expression suddenly nervous. She bit her lip and fiddled with her hands, the ever-presence bubbly confidence she usually had momentarily gone. "Personal Slut would very much like to still belong to Master."

I blinked and pulled my head back a bit. "You mean like... official-official?"

She winced and spoke quite tentatively, quite slowly. "Would... would it really be... so bad? I mean, for me... to be your official girlfriend?"

Before I could answer, the quick, superfast Holly came rushing back. "You know what forget it I don't even know what I was thinking I mean why would a hot guy like you want somebody like me when you've got those ridiculous babes like Sam and Neevie and Belle and Zo--"

I cut her off abruptly with a kiss, holding her close with a hand at the back of her head. Holly whimpered and kissed me back with fierce passion.

But I didn't want to lead her on. I broke the kiss almost as fast as I'd started it, and taking a deep breath I looked into her pretty hazel eyes from only inches away saying, "Don't ever think you're not worthy. In a different world, I would KILL to be your boyfriend."

"In a different world..." she muttered miserably.

"I have obligations to the BTC. I belong to them, and you know it. Neevie's already started her week as my official girlfriend."

"Can I get back in line?"

"Maybe. If you ask them. But that would mean coming back."

"No, no, no, I can't do that. I told you: I don't belong. They all know it. I mean, Sam and Zofi are cool with me, but we both know Belle resents me even if she tries not to. She's not mean about it, but the resentment is still there, and she's not the only one. Alice, Mari, and even Neevie a little bit. I'm the outsider crashing their party just before midnight. A Spring Break house in Santa Cruz bought me some extra time, but we both know I was just visiting."

"Give them more time to get used to you and figure out a dynamic that includes you."

"Time, we don't have. And the fact that you're all about to split off to different colleges soon only makes them even more desperate to cling to what they have left. No, I can't come back and you know it."

I sighed. "Can we still be friends?"

Her eyes narrowed. "Of course we can be friends. Or were you asking to be 'friends with benefits'?"

I raised my eyebrows. "The former is what I was asking for. If you want the latter, you'll have to go through the girls. Lack of formal titles or not, I'm the BTC's boyfriend."

Holly smiled. "Well, I've got some pull with the person who has the most influence in the BTC. Oh, and I've got some pull with Sam, too."

I chuckled and blushed a little. "While I'll agree that the girls would probably be happier not messing with the dynamic of adding you permanently, I'm sure exceptions can be made from time to time."

"I just might take you up on that," Holly murmured, closing the gap between us again. "Personal Slut would very much like to visit again."

I grinned and kissed her one more time.

This time, Holly was the one who broke the kiss. She didn't even say goodbye or anything. One moment, we were Frenching madly with our tongues in each other's mouth. The next, she was walking away without a backwards glance.

But that was okay. I knew I'd see her again.

****

Belle, Naimh, and I drove home together and Belle gave me a quick kiss before heading over to her own house to wait for Mari's arrival. Mondays were still "Neevie Mondays" after all.

You'd think that after fucking almost non-stop since Saturday afternoon that we'd get tired of each other or something, but it definitely didn't work out that way. My nymphomaniac girlfriend was all over me as soon as we got in through the door. I'm not quite sure how, but we ended up banging with her bent over the washing machine in the laundry room. The damn thing wasn't even running; she apparently just wanted to fuck me in the laundry room, with her right leg up atop the machine to really spread her cunt wide open for my hammering thrusts.

Of course, once Naimh got her first climax, she wanted to change positions. Only, her choice of new position was to lay her chest down atop the washer, reach back with both hands to spread her cheeks, and croon how much she needed to feel my considerable cock giving her an impromptu colonoscopy.

After I crammed her cornhole full of cum, we went upstairs to take a shower. Soaping up the freckled redhead's fabulously firm breasts got me hard again, and this time my horny girlfriend braced herself against the back corner of the shower, raised her left leg to the adjacent corner where the aluminum frame met the wall, and had me fuck her standing up.

The position was pretty awkward but she was ridiculously turned on, and after she screamed her head off in joyous ecstasy, I remembered my promise to facialize her more often, dropped my girlfriend to her knees in front of me, and let her pump my prick with both hands until I gave her forehead, cheeks, and lips a fresh sperm bath.

And THEN we did some studying.

A little.

Although in fairness, our lack of sufficient study time was not completely due to sex. No, Naimh and I actually... well... talked.

We wound up sitting in bed, re-dressed and leaning back against my headboard, cuddled together in a position not unlike the one I often found myself in with Belle. We talked about school and we even talked about Holly a bit. But what I remember most from that conversation is when we started talking about our inevitable separation.

"I really, really wish I could go to Berkeley with you," she sighed somberly.

"UCLA is a good school. And Alice will be there with you."

"I know, but..." her voice trailed off, and there was moisture in her green eyes when she looked up at me. "I can't imagine a future without you in it."

I sighed and squeezed her close. "I'm having a hard time imagining a future without you in it, either."

A moment later, she suddenly turned in my arms, grabbed my head, and planted a fierce kiss on my lips. A wail of sorrow gurgled up from her throat, and I pulled away to find her already in tears.

"I'm gonna MISS you, Matty!" she whined.

"I'm gonna miss you, too."

"I love you!"

I... hesitated.

And Naimh's face fell.

"I'm sorry," I said immediately. "It's not that I don't care about you."

"No, it's alright. We've had a LOT of discussions about the meaning of love, lately. I'm not asking you to prove yourself with the L-word or anything right now." And with that, her momentary frenzy passed and she set her head back down on my chest.

I gently stroked her hair and cuddled her close. And for a moment the two of us lapsed into silence.

But eventually, she spoke. "I still can't believe we're all splitting up. Well, apart from me and Alice. And of course everyone's perfectly aware you and Belle will be together."

I read a bit of bitterness in Naimh's tone, and I glanced down. "Does that bother you?"

She thought about her words before answering. "I don't think 'bother' is the right word. We're all certainly jealous of her. Everyone, including Zofi, would have liked for you to go with them. I mean if anything, I'm a little more worried for you - being alone with her and all."

I frowned. "What's THAT supposed to mean?"

Naimh pursed her lips and got off my chest. Twisting around to face me, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Everyone's noticed how much more clingy Belle's gotten over the last couple of months. It used to be that she was happy to be your little sister voyeur and wanted to stretch her wings a bit before settling down. But as time went on, she started to resent how much less of your attention she got and apparently tried to just bottle up her jealousy. I mean, there was that whole bit where she admitted to hating my guts, remember?"

"How could I forget?"

"I know she's working on it. She told me you took away her house key after the whole butt plug incident, and she's desperate not to lose your trust. But she's even more desperate not to lose you, period. I mean, Belle getting all outraged about you not confirming the two of you were going to Berkeley together is what set off the whole fight in the first place."

I pursed my lips. "I sorta forgot about that part."

"When the two of you get to Berkeley, without the rest of the BTC, everything's gonna change. I've always been envious of your relationship, envious of the bond you two share. If you ask me, this 'siblings with benefits' relationship is perfect for both of you. But what if you two were to actually start dating?"

I shook my head. "She doesn't want to start dating. She skipped her Girlfriend of the Week slot, for one thing. I'm certainly more comfortable with Belle as my 'little sister' instead of my girlfriend, and she's stated plainly that she's happy with that role in my life."

"Is she? Or is that a cover for her true feelings?"

I sighed. "I'd like to think she's sincere."

"Then what was all that shit between her and Holly?" Naimh raised her eyebrows. "What happens when some hot babe at Berkeley makes a pass at you?"

I chuckled. "Knowing Belle, she'd probably want to drag that hot babe into a threesome and suck a creampie out of her."

"Well, maybe," Naimh conceded. "But what if that hot babe wants to stick around and become a little more meaningful to you? What happens if your 'little sister' decides she gets to make the decisions about who is good enough for you or not?"

I pursed my lips and thought about it. My initial reaction was to protest and say that Belle would never do such a thing as interfere in my love life that way, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized she was perfectly capable of acting in such a manner. The hostility she'd shown to Holly was evidence enough, and that didn't even factor in her recent admissions of jealousy.

"Well, I suppose she and I will have to talk about that sort of thing," I said finally. "I really don't intend to start dating her or anything, because I genuinely believe our relationship is better the way it is, and I'll make that clear. Everything else... we'll have to work out. I mean, I don't have any choice otherwise. The reality is that we ARE going to Berkeley together, and nobody else is coming with us."

"That didn't have to be the case."

I gave her a puzzled look. "What do you mean by that?"

Naimh shrugged. "Mari, Zofi, Alice: they all got into Cal. But they made the best choice for themselves and picked the schools they really wanted to be at rather than make a decision that was based solely on you."

I frowned. "Mari and Zofi I knew about. Alice got into Cal?"

Naimh nodded. "She didn't tell you?"

I shook my head. "Gonna have to ask her about why she'd hide that from me."

"Maybe she's feeling guilty about choosing her school over choosing you." Naimh frowned. "Don't get me wrong: I'm thrilled I won't be alone. It would've sucked even more for me to go to UCLA without her. But here's a thought... maybe she hasn't turned in her paperwork to UCLA yet because she's still thinking about choosing Berkeley instead."

I sighed. "Please don't get my hopes up."

"Fine, fine." Naimh sat back.

"You know what? Let's not talk about the other girls. I wanna talk about you and me. I want to know what you want from this relationship."

Raising her eyebrows, Naimh sat upright in a cross-legged position and planted her elbows on her knees. The position pitched her forward and gave me an excellent view of her cleavage through the scoop-neck of her top. My eyes yo-yoed down for a moment, and her emerald-green eyes were twinkling when I met them again.

"You act like I mind if you look at them," she giggled. "After all these times you've stared at my naked tits all weekend - fondled them, squeezed them, stuck them in your mouth, had me wrap them around your dick - you still get the urge to check them out just by me bending over?"

"It's an amazing rack," I assured her.

"Thanks for the compliment."

"It comes from the heart," I replied with a wry grin.

Naimh looked thoughtful for a moment, and then she sat up straight and cocked her head to the side. "Take your shirt off."

I shrugged and immediately removed it.

Now it was her turn to stare and sigh dreamily. But a moment later, she pursed her lips and gave me a regretful look. "What is it about you that I can't resist? What is it that NONE of us can resist?"

I blinked. "I have no idea. I'm no Brad or Keanu."

She furrowed her eyebrows and fiddled with her fingers for a moment, staring down at them as if absently picking at her cuticles. Taking a deep breath, Naimh looked up at me again and said, "I started the whole Girlfriend of the Week thing with a specific intention: to win you back."

I narrowed my eyes. "You say that like it's not your intention anymore."

She frowned. "Don't get me wrong; I don't regret a thing. Having you date the other girls didn't backfire. I think your relationships with both Mari and Alice improved for the time you had together. And even the last few weeks with Holly seemed to make both of you very happy. I wanted time to regain your trust, and I think I have."

"You have," I assured her.

"I also had time to talk to Mari about what she wanted from your relationship and what she did to make you feel loved. I got to compare notes with Alice about what a relationship based primarily on sex was like for her. And even Holly and I spent a lot of time talking, although to be honest I think she was asking me more questions about what it would take to make you happy than the other way around."

"So it sounds like you got what you wanted from the little experiment."

"Not exactly."

I raised my eyebrows and gestured for her to continue, waiting for her to explain.

"I don't want to be your girlfriend anymore."

I blinked. "Excuse me?"

"I love you, and I'm still in love with you. That part hasn't changed."

"Then?"

"You don't really want me to be your girlfriend, either."

I frowned. "I never said that."

"You don't have to. I can tell. We ALL can tell. The fact is: you're happier being The BTC's boyfriend than belonging to any one of us. Mari tried her best to draw out whether or not you could have those sorts of romantic feelings for her. Alice wasn't interested in romance, but she still paid attention to how differently you would treat her if she was your official girlfriend, which wasn't any differently at all. And Holly spent three weeks trying to get under your skin, but in the end you actually told her you're the BTC's boyfriend."

"Haven't I always been the BTC's boyfriend?"

Naimh raised her eyebrows. "Well you were supposed to be MY boyfriend for a couple of months there."

"You know what I mean."

"I do. And that's why I realized I don't need to become your girlfriend again in the sense of Matty and Neevie becoming a couple. I'm already your girlfriend in the sense that I'm part of the BTC. We're ALL your girlfriends, aren't we?"

"I suppose."

"And that's good enough for me. I like our relationship the way it is, and I think you do too."

"Meaning?"

"A little bit of alone time together, like Neevie Mondays. Maybe a few weekend dates here and there. A lot of time spent sharing you with my friends. Girls like Belle slurping your creampies out of my sodden holes." She flashed me a teasing smirk at that last one. "I still want to build our emotional relationship. I still want to spend more time having these conversations with you. I realize that we're about to be separated five hundred miles apart, but that's not going to happen until the end of summer. And in the meantime, I'd like our friendship to keep growing."

"I'd like that too."

She sighed. "Maybe if I were going to Berkeley with you my feelings would be different, but I didn't get in and that's that. I don't want to stress out chasing a romantic relationship when you're so clearly comfortable being with all six of us instead of focusing on just one. I'd rather enjoy the time that we have left."

"Me too."

"So are we agreed? I mean, I'm still your Girlfriend of the Week, but after Sunday, we go back to the way things were?"

"Friends?"

She grinned. "With benefits."

I grinned too. "Works for me."

She leaned forward again, enough to make her scoop-neck droop and give me an excellent view of her cleavage once again.

Once again, my gaze dropped downward to gawk at her magnificent breasts. And since she'd given me explicit permission to go ahead and stare at her freckled boobies, stare at them I did. I didn't even bother trying to hide it.

"I love how simple it is to turn you on," the buxom redhead giggled while reaching for my crotch and gently petting the bulge rapidly growing inside my shorts. "Just give you an eyeful of cleavage and you get hard for me on command."