The Big Tits Club Ch. 53-54

"Umm, okay..."

Sam smiled. "Do you know how many times she's ever told me I owe her one?"

"Zero?"

"Good guess."

I gave her a curious look. "So what does all that mean?"

Sam gave me a hopeful smile. "I think it means she might start making an effort to actually BE my big sister."

****

Everything happened really fast after that. It was late that night when Sam's dad called my house and had a brief conversation with his daughter. The very next afternoon, instead of lounging around my swimming pool with the rest of the BTC for one of our regular Friday afternoon hangout sessions, Sam was in her room packing up. Her books and the majority of her school clothes she was leaving behind for the expected school nights she'd be spending with me, but her most precious personal mementos she was taking back where they belonged: in her bedroom. In her home. And all too eager to return, as soon as she was done packing, she came to give me a quick kiss goodbye, told the rest of the girls she'd see them at school on Monday, and then left my house as suddenly as she'd arrived nearly five weeks earlier.

In the evening, I found myself standing in front of the toilet brushing my teeth. Yes, you read that right. See, my bathroom mirror ran the length of the countertop and across the wall above the toilet, and Belle was brushing her teeth right next to me over the sink. She tended to let more foamy toothpaste dribble out of her mouth than I did (especially whenever she did that gag-reflex-probing thing as "training").

We moved around each other with practiced ease, the same way we moved around each other in her kitchen while making dinners together. When I was done and needed to rinse my mouth, she wordlessly stepped to the side while continuing to rub on her facewash. When I was done rinsing, I wordlessly stepped aside while she cleaned off her face.

When we were both done, we climbed into bed together and she lay her head on my chest while cuddling herself around me in a firm hug. But as pleasant and familiar as the position felt, I couldn't help but sigh a little mournfully.

"Missing Sam a bit?" Belle asked softly.

"Yeah," I sighed. A moment later, I bent to kiss her forehead. "Thank you for being here with me. I need you tonight, need my anchor, to remind me everything will be alright in the end."

She smiled immediately, and then looked up at me. "Everything WILL be alright."

I sighed again. "It's weird. Three weeks ago we had this big discussion about whether or not Sam would become my girlfriend. She said she felt obligated to become an affectionately devoted girlfriend while I told her I didn't want her changing her behavior just for me. I sort of figured things would stay status quo, but in the end having her living here for so long just lent itself to us spending an incredible amount of time together. I got used to her presence. I got used to waking up with her every morning, even if we didn't always fall asleep together. And just the idea that she's back home right now instead of in the bedroom across the hall..."

When my voice trailed off, Belle rubbed my chest as she murmured, "You miss her. That's to be expected. And even though you stated you wouldn't expect her to always be here for you--"

"I started expecting her to always be here for me," I muttered. "I mean, I always knew she wanted to go back home, and I told myself to be mentally prepared for her to go back home, but I let myself start to believe it might never happen. And with the three of us going to Berkeley together, I started to think I might NEVER have to wake up in the morning without her under the same roof for the rest of our lives."

That comment got Belle to sit up and look at me. "For the rest of your lives?"

I blinked. "Well, for the next three months and around four years at least."

"Nuh-uh, you just said 'the rest of our lives'," she teased with a smirk.

I chuckled and shook my head. "Tell me YOU haven't thought about getting a place together in Berkeley being the start of you never having to wake up without me under the same roof for the rest of our lives."

"Of course. A lifelong 'sister' gets to think about being together with you forever. Isn't that the whole point?"

"I suppose."

"Sam, on the other hand, is a girlfriend."

"So are you."

"Pssht." Belle waved me off. "I'm one of seven girlfriends at the moment, and even that's only temporary until the BTC comes to an end. Sam's never gonna be your sister, so that pretty much means the only way you're going to live the rest of your life together is if you marry her."

I sighed. "Let's not read too much into a throwaway comment like 'the rest of our lives' unless you want me to go back to strictly avoiding any discussion about other girls with you."

"Not necessary. I'm not jealous of Sam. I think she's perfect for you, and she makes a much better girlfriend for you than me. I really AM happy with my place in your life, and I'm looking forward to the way our relationships will grow once we're on our own together in Berkeley."

"Me too."

"Besides, I know something you don't that is sure to make you feel better."

"What's that?"

"So I got to talking to Zofi this afternoon. She told me about your conversation with Sam's big sister. About how you figured your house could never really feel like 'home' for her."

I arched an eyebrow. "And?"

Belle grinned at me. "So Zofi talked about all that stuff with Sam at school today to get Sam's take on the idea."

I arched both eyebrows. "And?"

Belle squeezed me tightly. "Apparently Sam told her, 'Home is where the heart is, and my heart is with Matty.'"

I squeezed Belle tightly in return. "You're right: That does make me feel better."

****

"Holy crap," I muttered in absolute shock at the sight before me. "If this is the way you're going to greet me whenever you're gone for a couple of days, I might encourage you to leave more often."

Sam giggled and asked, "I take it that means Master likes Tight-Arse Slut's surprise?"

"Master likes VERY much," I confirmed.

Before me, Sam and Holly knelt completely naked in the middle of the foyer wearing blindfolds with their wrists handcuffed behind themselves. Behind me, Belle closed the door quickly. We had just walked over from having dinner with her dad, and I'd been wondering why she was furtively glancing around during the walk as if afraid somebody might see us. Thankfully, the street had been empty when I opened the front door. I also understood now why she'd stepped away for a moment just before we left, probably to make a phone call.

In less time than I would've imagined, Belle managed to strip herself naked and walk over to me holding a third blindfold and set of lined handcuffs.

"Somebody did some shopping over the weekend," I marveled.

"Ask your Head Girlfriend," Belle giggled while giving me a pixie wink. Moments later, I covered her eyes and pressed her naked body against my midsection while reaching down to fasten the cuffs behind her back. Once the metal audibly clicked, I seized her head in my hands and rather roughly shoved my tongue between her lips. She caught on quick and moaned into my mouth while I let my hands rove all over her naked body.

"Master orders his Sluts to stand up before their knees get bruised and wait here for just a moment," I stated after breaking my lips away from Belle's. Silently, both Sam and Holly obeyed.

Meanwhile, I held the back of Belle's head and guided her in front of me to make sure she didn't accidentally bump into anything while blindfolded. I led her into the family room, grabbed three of the throw pillows, and set all of them down in a row. After guiding Belle into a kneeling position atop the far-right pillow, I returned to collect both Sam and Holly as well.

Once I had all three of my Sluts kneeling in a row, I disrobed myself and stepped forward. Tight-Ass Slut was first, and I held her head in my hands and separated my thumb and pinky as silent direction for her to open her mouth. She willingly obeyed, and moments later she made little "glug, glug" noises while I slowly pumped my way in and out of her throat.

Next came Personal Slut. Her hair was still lime green but her dirty-blonde roots were becoming quite evident, typically a sign that she was due for a change. After Tight-Ass Slut's little warmup, I was a little rougher with Personal Slut, not yet thrusting rapidly but I did push all the way in to a deep-throat and held it there a second too long, bringing her right to the point of gagging. With her wrists still cuffed behind her back, she was helpless to resist, and when I finally withdrew she gasped and coughed just a little. Still, not bad for a girl who'd actually been unable to deep-throat me the first time we ever hooked up way back in the beginning.

Matty's Little Cumslut, I already knew, couldn't actually get all of me in. Even pushing a couple of inches into her throat left about an inch of my dick still remaining. Her proportions were just too small. Still, after face-fucking the two Sluts before her, I was having a little bit of a power-trip and pushed my Baby Belle a little more than I probably would have otherwise, and her little "glug, glug" noises really got my adrenaline going.

"Please, Master," Holly started whining. "Personal Slut needs Master's dick in her mouth again."

"No, it's Tight-Arse Slut's turn next!" Sam complained.

"Glug, glug, glug," Belle grunted as my dickhead repeatedly entered her throat. I laughed and finally pulled out of her mouth.

Just to fuck with Sam's sense of order, I went out of order and went back to Holly. It was the sort of thing I would never do under normal circumstances, but when she got to referring to herself as 'Tight-Arse Slut' in the third person, normal circumstances went out the window. Sam whined and moaned and pleaded, especially when I went back to face-fucking Belle after Holly. She actually started crying, which just made her relief all the sweeter when I finally grabbed her head and skull-fucked the hell out of her for about thirty seconds. I swear she came while I did so.

Eventually though, I brought all three girls together around my dick at the same time, still with Sam on my left, Belle on my right, and Holly in the middle. Personal Slut licked and sucked my mushroom head while Tight-Ass Slut and Matty's Little Cumslut each stuck her tongue out and slid its tip along the sides of my shaft. I pivoted slightly, pulling out of Personal Slut's mouth and feeding my dick to Matty's Little Cumslut instead. Meanwhile Tight-Ass Slut and Personal Slut blindly found each other's lips instead, moaning as they made out with each other. Then it was Tight-Ass Slut's turn to bob her head up and down my dick. Matty's Little Cumslut ducked below to lick my balls while Personal Slut kissed Tight-Ass Slut's shoulder and worked her way up to Tight-Ass Slut's cheek. The two of them started making out again, and when Matty's Little Cumslut discovered my cock was in the open air, she tilted her head back and stuck her tongue straight up, licking the underside of my shaft back and forth from below.

I lost track of how long I let the girls trade off blowing me. When Belle and Holly started making out with each other, I was inclined to hold Sam's head and just keep face-fucking her while watching the former frenemies get along so well. Eventually, though, I wanted to get inside some pussy, so after pulling away from the girls I moved their knee cushions and parked the three of them in a row along the front of the big couch, each of them bent face-first over the seat with her ass pointed back at me and her wrists still cuffed behind her back.

Once again, Tight-Ass Slut went first. She'd braided her long platinum-blonde hair into a single braid, which quite frankly invited me to grab onto it and use like horse reins to tame my wild filly. I pounded away at her heavenly snatch and yanked back on that braid to arch her back and make her groan as pain mixed with her pleasure.

Personal Slut went next, her shorter green hair offering no grip, but the handcuffs at her lower back working just fine for similar effect. She kept her head down with her cheek turned to the side, moaning and groaning as I had my way with her. And I added a few healthy spanks to her perky asscheeks as well. Plus, since my two other Sluts were within easy reach, I extended my arms to pop first two fingers into their pussies from behind so I could penetrate all three of them at the same time.

Matty's Little Cumslut was last but certainly not least. Her tight twat threatened to suck out my ejaculation when her climax made her clenching cunt constrict rather compactly around my conquering cock. But I managed to ride out the waves, gave her an extra counterclockwise gyration, before withdrawing and returning back to Tight-Ass Slut's tight slot.

I went through one more round of pounding my three Sluts from behind as they were bent over in a row, but after that I decided to change things up a bit. While still buried in Belle, I flipped the switch on her handcuffs to unclasp them and set them aside. Then I pulled out and did the same to Holly. Sam's cuffs were last, and I glanced back to see both Belle and Holly kneeling upright and gently rubbing their wrists. But their reprieve didn't last long before I grabbed Holly and parked her directly on top of Sam's bent-over body while she yelped in surprise.

Since all three girls were still blindfolded, Belle couldn't see what was going on. With Holly yelping, I looked over and caught her reaching one hand up to peek beneath her blindfold. So I pointed my finger at her and roared, "No peeking, Slut!" And even though she quickly put the blindfold back into place, I suddenly seized her in my arms, bent her over the couch cushion again, and spanked her quite harshly five times while she yelped tiny little shrieks and instinctively tried to cover her ass.

After that though, I went ahead and parked Belle right on top of Holly, creating my Three-Slut Stack. And feeling just a little bad for how hard I'd spanked her, I lined up and started fucking Belle first.

Of course, I fucked Holly and Sam as well. I switched back and forth between all three Sluts, relishing their hot, tight, and wet pussies but remaining inside none of them for long enough to get any of us off, including myself. So that's when I pulled out, reassembled the girls on the floor in front of the couch, and found the small electric timer we'd used for a number of our various games, both sexual and otherwise.

"Okay sluts. Each of you gets three minutes to ride me," I announced while parking my butt in the center seat. "Whoever manages to get me to cum inside her pussy gets a prize."

"What's the prize?" Holly laughed.

"My cum in her pussy, obviously," I replied with a laugh.

Sam clapped her hands eagerly. "I wanna win! I wanna win!"

"Nuh-uh, bitches," Holly pronounced as she climbed into my lap first, still blindfolded but quickly getting her hand around my dick as she straddled my lap. Guiding me into position, she sat down with a sigh of contentment feeling inch after inch of my dick fill her up. And then cupping her big D-cup tits in her hands, she leaned forward to thrust her melons into my face and grabbed my head when I latched onto a proffered teat and started sucking.

I actually think Holly's bright idea was to distract me with her tits so I wouldn't notice the timer, but I'd already started the countdown before she climbed aboard. She was happily humping away when the alarm went off, and I grabbed her ass and made her stop while she whined about it.

Sam offered to let Belle go next, but Belle was banking on me surviving Sam's pussy and deferred. So Tight-Ass Slut climbed aboard and showed Personal Slut what a few extra hundred cc's of mammary flesh could do in terms of smothering Master's face. And when her milkmaid muscles went into overdrive as she made herself climax on my cock, she almost made me cum with her.

But I held out, and then it was Matty's Little Cumslut's turn. Her teeny tiny twat squeezed and hugged and milked me for all I was worth. But when I popped a finger up her butt and started wriggling it, she found the tables turned as she thrashed and quaked in climax instead.

Holly then got another round, and she mounted me reverse cowgirl while pulling my hands up so I could play with her tits. I enjoyed her firm melons for a while before sliding my hand down between her thighs. A little bit of rubbing with a little bit of thrusting made her go off like a Roman Candle, and the lime-haired beauty screamed like a Roman Candle too.

By then I was getting worn down. Sam sensed this, and she changed up tactics by holding my head and kissing me sweetly instead of really humping herself up and down my dick. Her milkmaid muscles worked me over though, and when she leaned in to lick my ear and murmured, "Tight-Arse Slut loves Master very much," I couldn't help but groan back, "I love you too."

And then suddenly I was filling up her womb.

"Sounds like Tight-Ass Slut wins," Holly laughed as I grunted and groaned throughout my release. "But now that we've all had Master's dick in our mouths and our cunts, will Master please shove his big fucking dick into his three Sluts' teeny little assholes? Please?"

"Oh, that's right!" Sam exclaimed brightly, her flooded cunt still mounted on my half-hard erection. "I told Antonio that his prom date would lick your creampie out of my cunt while she spread her arsehole for your massive dick. We never actually did that!"

"Until tonight!" Holly cheered and blindly reached forward to grab Sam's armpits and start yanking. "Up, Sam, up! Lemme at that cum!"

"Aww, really?" Matty's Little Cumslut whined, only her pouty mouth visible as the blindfold covered her nose as well.

"You can still slurp out Matty's creampie from whichever arsehole he spunks," Sam reminded her.

"I know, I know," Belle muttered sullenly. "I just want ALL of Matty's cum."

"I'll snowball it to you after I suck it out," Holly offered.

"Ooh! Goody!" Belle brightened.

Sighing, I reached forward and removed Sam's blindfold, and then said, "Master orders his Sluts to take off their blindfolds. Personal Slut, come clean out Tight-Ass Slut. Matty's Little Cumslut? Come get me ready to sodomize Personal Slut's teeny little asshole."

The three girls eagerly went into action. Sam pulled off me and flipped over, her knees up and her thighs spread. Holly dove in and started slurping sperm straight from Sam's sodden snatch. And when Belle came to me, I grabbed her head and brought it to my crotch for use as a fluffer. She happily took to the task, corkscrewing both hands around the base of my re-growing shaft while sucking powerfully on each upstroke in order to coax my prick into elongating once more.

And that was just Round 1.

****

Holly did spread her asscheeks for me while she munched away at Sam's cunt. By then though, she'd already slurped out all of my spending and snowballed it to Matty's Little Cumslut. Still, it was the thought that counted, and the green-haired girl grunted and clutched Sam's thighs while absorbing every inch of my dick burrowing deeper and deeper into her lubricated ass.

Meanwhile, Belle knelt next to me alternately shoving her tongue into my mouth and feeding her tits to me. It was fun making out with my impish pixie, but after a minute or so, I pulled back and said, "Go upstairs and buckle on Matty Junior."

Belle's pale green eyes glowed with excitement, and she eagerly went to complete her task.

In the interim, I focused on reaming out the green-haired girl. While no stranger to anal sex with me, she was still much tighter than Sam, Mari, or Naimh, and I couldn't just start pounding away up her backdoor. She grunted and groaned as I slowly pumped in and out, eventually unable to focus on eating Sam any longer. Instead, she pushed up with her forearms into more of a doggy-style position, eyes clenched as she whimpered, "Fuck me, Master. Fuck my slutty asshole."