The Big Tits Club Ch. 53-54

Still, Holly and I made love this afternoon. I never growled nasty things about stretching her slutty cunt. She never referred to herself as my cum dumpster. We remained joined together missionary-style, more sinuous writhing in harmony than me just bending her over and having my way with her. She came once more, a quiet orgasm all things considered. And after her peak passed, she held my face in her hands and cooed rather cutely her desire for me to fill her up. And after speeding up a bit down the final stretch to get that heavenly sensation, I slammed forward one final time and gave her what she asked for: my hot cum splashing so intimately deep inside her.

In the end, my eyes were closed as I slumped down against Holly's chest. She cuddled me close, slowly nibbling on my neck. And when I finally found enough strength in my limbs to get my elbows beneath me and hoist the bulk of my weight off her chest, I stared down at the beautiful young woman who had been my first oral experiences (in both directions), marveling at how far we'd come.

"That was nice," she sighed happily. "Thank you, Matty."

I smiled warmly in response. "I'm sorry it's not like that more often."

She shook her head. "Don't apologize. Personal Slut happens to really like it when Master just bends her over and uses her."

"But not always. Not today."

She blinked and took a deep breath. Furrowing her eyebrows, Holly looked rather uncertain of herself. But rather than press her, I simply waited her out, returning to stroking her cheek and brushing back her hair with my fingers.

Eventually, though, she found her voice. "I knew at school that I wanted to come here and fuck you as soon as I got the chance. There are limited enough opportunities with six other girls who need your attention. But then once we got in the closet, I..."

Her voice trailed off, and that uncertainty returned.

"It's no secret," she said finally, "that I get bored pretty easily and usually move on to find new diversions sooner than later."

"If this is your way of telling me you're ready to move on, I'll say that I appreciate what we had for the time we had it, but I won't try to keep you caged."

She shook her head like I didn't understand. "I'm not ready to move on. Rather... I'm..." She paused and grimaced. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled and murmured, "I'm not used to this feeling. I'm not used to ever... missing... someone. I don't think I like this feeling."

Arching an eyebrow, I asked. "You can't miss me when I'm right here." I flexed my semi-hard dick within her for emphasis.

"But I know I'm GOING to miss you when you're gone. I've never felt that about... anyone before."

I chuckled. "This is where I'm supposed to tell you it's the orgasms talking."

She shook her head. "I don't love you. I mean, I'm not in love with you. But I will... miss this. I will miss you. I will miss the whole BTC, actually, which feels really odd because Sam had been trying to get me to join for more than a year and I was always like: I'm not the settling down type, y'know?"

I blinked. "Are you trying to say you want to settle down with me or something?"

"No, of course not. I mean, I would've been thrilled to date you a little longer and be your girlfriend for a couple of months before I inevitably got bored and moved on. But it's already been more than two months since that first Girlfriend of the Week thing and... and I'm gonna MISS you."

I kissed her quickly. "I'm gonna miss you too. Master's had a lot of fun with Personal Slut. But even beyond that, Matty likes hanging out with Holly too. And I'll never forget you were my 'first' in a lot of ways. Sam may have ultimately gotten my cherry, but you were the one who set everything in motion. I really should say 'thank you'. So thank you."

Holly blushed and rather nervously played with her hair. I chuckled and bent to kiss my way down her neck, across her shoulder, and even down her chest to suckle a pink nipple into my mouth for a bit.

"Stop that. We should probably get outside."

"What? Mari said we could have an hour, right?"

"That was a joke and you know it. We were supposed to have a quickie that should've ended ten minutes ago. But then somebody had to throw me onto his bed and stick his tongue in my twat."

"Guilty as charged, Your Honor."

Holly took a deep breath and sighed. Shaking her head rather sadly, she said, "You know I never thought I'd ever meet a guy I'd want to stay with long enough to miss him. I always figured they'd get clingy and needy before that happened."

I suckled on her nipple a bit before picking my head up. "Maybe you figured you'd never meet a guy who already had six girlfriends and therefore would be incapable of becoming clingy or needy."

Holly mused on that. "That's a good point."

I leaned in and kissed her. "Tell you what. Here's my plan: Enjoy what we have for three more months and then part on good terms promising to be forever friends. Yeah, we'll miss each other when we start living in different zip codes, but we'll find ways to keep in touch. Stay part of the BTC so that when we all get together for the holidays--"

"Personal Slut can spend some time with Master..."

I chuckled. "Or Holly can spend some time with Matty too, if she'd like."

The green-haired girl looked up at me, holding my head with both hands just behind my ears. And in a quietly serious voice, she murmured, "I think she'd like."

And then she kissed me one more time.

****

"Ohmigawd, Matty... I think I'm gonna cum..."

I chuckled and continued rhythmically pressing my thumbs into the bottoms of Mari's feet. She reclined across Matty's Chair with the backrest completely lowered while I sat cross-legged atop the foot of the chair with her feet in my lap. Although I didn't think she was actually anywhere close to cumming, her fat nipples were making huge dents in the fabric of her bikini top, and the way she kept rubbing her thighs together made her arousal pretty evident. If I kept this up, the luscious Latina was liable to try and mount me.

So I kept it up, obviously.

But Alice had other plans. The pretty Korean girl sat upright on the next lounger over, her towel still wrapped around her after drying off. She'd stayed in the pool doing extra laps while I had been giving Mari her massage. But now with that kind of non-sexual exercise out of the way, she gave me a look that was all business.

"Okay, so the five of us need to talk," she began, "Now that half the BTC is going to Berkeley with you. Well, almost half now that we're counting Holly. Sorry."

Holly waved her hand from her seat at the outdoor patio table. "No worries, I get it."

"Do we have to do this now?" Mari groaned, forearms draped across her own face while she tried to melt into a puddle from the way I hadn't stopped massaging her calves and feet. "Can't you gimme like... five more minutes?"

Alice rolled her eyes, dropped her chin into her right palm, and stared over at Zofi. "Holly just had to get laid first, Mari needs to finish her massage, did you need to use Matty to get some kind of physical stress relief before we get into this?"

Zofi turned onto her left side on her lounger and bent her right knee in a pose that reminded me of her semi-nude photoshoot the night she gave me her virginity. "No, I'm good for now."

Mari sighed, flung her arms off her face to stretch out to the sides almost low enough to touch the deck. And then started sitting up. "Fine, fine," she grumbled. "It IS Alice Tuesday after all."

"Damn straight. And I'm using it not to get laid, but to make sure all of us are on the same page about how these next few months are going to go."

"What do you mean, exactly?" Holly asked. "I mean, when you invited me to come today I wasn't about to ask stupid questions, but what's there to discuss?"

Alice gestured at me. "Sam, Neevie, and Belle are gonna get him all to themselves once they leave for school. I think it's not unreasonable for us to collectively figure out how we want to best spend the time we have left, and then unionize to make sure we get it."

Zofi looked amused. "Unionize?"

"Present our ideas collectively. Guilt trip the other three into letting us get our way."

Mari gave her wry grin. "You don't think we could just... y'know... ASK the others?"

"Tomayto, tomahto..." Alice waggled her head left and right.

"What kind of ideas did you have?" Holly asked.

"I liked being able to orchestrate orgies when it was my G.O.T.W."

Holly looked confused. "G.O.T... oh, Girlfriend of the Week."

"Yeah, you weren't here yet, but when it was my week, I got priority, I got to tell everyone what to do, that sort of thing. It was fun."

"I got to be Queen Mari," the Latina remarked.

"Yeah, that's where I got my idea," Alice confirmed. "We could schedule more weeks where each of us got to be Matty's Head Girlfriend instead of Sam."

"Well I would like more overnights with Matty," Mari mused. "Maybe even during weekdays."

I sat up straight. "Would your parents let you do that?"

Mari shrugged. "They like you."

"Then why aren't you asking for more overnights?"

"Uh, I dunno. You and Sam were clearly falling in love and I didn't really want to shoehorn in on that."

I smiled. "Sam would be perfectly happy to give up a night whenever you wanted; you know that. You really DO need to get used to advocating for yourself or too many opportunities are going to pass you by."

Mari thought about that. "Mari Monday Nights has a nice ring to it."

The girls and I all chuckled at that.

Alice looked over at Zofi. "What do you want from him this summer?"

"Oh, I'm good with whatever, really," Zofi said demurely while holding a hand up. "I don't think I need him to... take care of me... as often as the rest of you do."

Holly head-nodded towards the brunette. "I think she's more interested in how much time she gets to spend with Sam this summer, so the more the rest of us do with Matty, the more that frees up Sam to spend time with her."

Zofi looked thoughtful. "That's a good point."

Alice grinned. "You could tell your mom you're having overnights with Matty, and then actually go spend the night with Sam."

Zofi's eyes brightened. "Hey..."

"Well if we're in the business of making scheduling requests," Holly continued, "I don't have a day of the week yet: Neevie Monday, Alice Tuesday, Sam and Zofi Wednesday, Mari and Belle Thursday, etc. I've been living off your 'one for all' good graces since Prom."

"Maybe we can talk Neevie into giving you Mondays and she'll pick up a regular overnight," Alice suggested.

"If not, you can have Thursdays if I get Monday nights," Mari offered.

"Will Belle agree to that?" Zofi wondered.

Mari shrugged. "She already gets weekend nights with him. And if the union asks, she'll be fine with it. Plus there are assorted days like today when it's technically Alice Tuesday but she invited us all along. It's the least we can do to give you a consistent time with him, unless you want an overnight."

Holly shook her head. "Snuggling's not my thing."

I chuckled and muttered, "That's not what it seemed like half an hour ago."

Holly blushed and looked away from me for a moment. "Well, overnight snuggling, at least. I like my own bed just fine."

"Fair enough."

Zofi leaned forward. "You all realize this may all go out the window once school's out. No more homework. No exams to study for. Hell, all seven of us may end up hanging out here by the pool every day for three months."

"That's fine. I'm good with sharing, so long as Alice Tuesdays still mean I get to be in charge on Tuesdays," Alice confirmed. "That time I got to be Sam's 'Mistress' was FUN."

Everyone laughed again.

"Today's an Alice Tuesday," I pointed out with a suggestive waggle.

"Excellent point, my dear Matthew." Alice sat up, clapped her hands together, and started rubbing her palms quite vigorously. "Now where to begin...?"

****

While Alice waited until the whole group was together Friday afternoon to formally reveal her plan to "unionize the non-Berkeley girls" and make their scheduling requests, the actual information had already been spread around. Even though the girls told me not to tell Sam, Belle, or Naimh about their intentions, by Friday Alice had already talked to Naimh, Mari had talked to Belle, and Zofi and Holly both had talked to Sam. So Friday's little quorum turned out to be a mere formality.

In the end, the four NBGs (Non-Berkeley Girls) set my daily schedule as: Holly Mondays, Alice Tuesdays, Zofi Wednesdays, and Mari Thursdays. It was tacitly understood that Sam could join Zofi, Belle could join Mari, and Naimh could join either Holly or Alice, but that the NBGs would officially be in charge for their designated days. In the evenings, Belle still got Friday and Saturday nights, Mari got Monday nights, and Naimh got Wednesday nights. That last one was a bit of a surprise, but she told her parents that they might as well get used to her spending one night a week with me before we got a place together up in Berkeley. And Sam got the remaining three nights.

I started wondering if either Mari or Naimh was going to start annexing space in my closet for herself.

Interestingly enough, we didn't have a big orgy on Friday. We hung out by the pool and played card games. I grilled up dinner, and afterwards we watched a movie. That's not to say I didn't get laid at all, as Alice swam up to me while I'd been sitting on the pool edge, peeled my swim trunks down, and gave me a blowjob before climbing out of the pool and to go for a ride. Later that night, I held Belle in my arms while she clutched all four limbs around me and crooned, "In." So it's not like I went without or anything like that.

But it occurred to me on Saturday morning that I hadn't had sex with Naimh in over a week, what with her skipping Neevie Monday after getting her Berkeley acceptance, and never asking for a minivan quickie at school. It's not that I necessarily minded, what with six other girls constantly asking for my special services, but I did wonder what was going on.

I didn't have to wonder very long.

The doorbell rang, right on time for Alice's weekly Saturday morning session. Without checking the peephole I just popped open the door. To my surprise, though, there wasn't a cute Korean babe dressed in her latest sexy geek chic attire on my front porch.

Instead, it was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen.

The Irish redhead stood on my front porch dressed in a white and blue striped sundress with spaghetti straps and a plunging V-neck that fully exposed the white lace center of her bra. Aviator sunglasses hung at the bottom of the V-neck, its light weight somehow feeling like it would drag the material even lower and expose her nipples if she so much as tilted her head forward. Morning sunlight made her red hair shimmer like it was on fire, and her freckled face glowed. At the moment, she stood erect with her right arm straight down but her left forearm scooped beneath her bosom with her left hand holding her right elbow. The position elevated her breasts for maximum cleavage, and she smiled coyly while watching my gaze NOT yo-yo down her fantastic body, but rather just go down and stay there, enjoying the view.

Those freckles really DID go down all the way.

"Hey, boyfriend," Naimh greeted merrily.

I finally brought my gaze back up to her gorgeous face. "Hey, girlfriend," I greeted in reply. "I'm assuming Alice knows you're here?"

"Of course. She was nice enough to let me take you out today." She flashed me a Cheshire smile and reached a hand out to me, having never stepped inside. "C'mon, you're dressed just fine the way you are. I'm driving."

I didn't actually take her hand right away. First, I went back to collect my wallet and keys, and then I joined Naimh outside and hopped into the passenger side of her beater Civic. A few minutes later we were on the freeway, and I felt a sense of déjà vu idly wondering where our destination might be. It took me a moment to figure out why I felt that sense, but eventually I remembered sitting in this seat while Naimh drove me to the Monterey Bay Aquarium ahead of our "first time for the second time".

I suppose that made this our "first time for the third time". I mean, we had been on other dates before, but something felt very different about this one, and not just because she was doing the driving instead of me.

Our real first time had been just that, our first time. Our "first time for the second time" had been the renewal of our friendship after the break-up. And this time?

I thought back to the way Naimh had greeted me upon arrival at the door, saying, 'Hey, boyfriend.' It was far from the first time she'd said that to me ever since we'd formally declared all six of the BTC girls to be my official girlfriends, but there was something a little different about the way she'd said it today. It was as if for the past several weeks she'd been my girlfriend in name only because everybody else was my girlfriend, and not in the way she'd been my girlfriend back when it was only the two of us.

And I had a feeling that was about to change.

We didn't stay on the freeway long, and wound up in downtown San Jose at the Museum of Art. Its collection wasn't nearly as expansive as San Francisco MOMA, but Naimh and I spent almost as much time in the smaller museum as I had spent with Zofi in the larger one. Zofi and I had mostly just wandered around admiring the artwork, you see. Naimh and I would sit down and TALK about it. SJMA was focused on contemporary art, which meant a lot of dynamically abstract pieces that were highly subject to interpretation instead of some photorealistic painting of a bowl of fruit or things like that. Naimh and I could never seem to agree on the meaning of whatever piece we happened to be looking at, and the debates that followed could get rather heated. And yet I knew both of us were having fun.

After the first hour in the museum, she tried to apologize for talking my ear off. I simply rubbed her leg and reminded her, "I love you sharing something you're so obviously passionate about. And it doesn't hurt that you're the most achingly gorgeous teacher I've ever had."

That earned me quite a kiss right there. If we hadn't been in the middle of a museum, she might've tried mounting me.

Lunch was at a trendy fusion café within walking distance of the Plaza de Cesar Chavez, and after the meal we found a park bench in the shade with a view of the museum entrance ahead of us. We chatted for a bit more, me finishing off an iced coffee while she sipped at the rest of her smoothie. We talked a little bit about the museum artwork but eventually we got into a little makeout session right there on the bench. And after a few minutes, she pulled back and murmured, "I think it's time we went back to your place before I impale myself on you right here in front of everybody. Good lord it's been so hard keeping my hands off you all week."

"Why HAVE you kept your hands off me all week?"

"Because I want our first time together after I got into Berkeley to be one-on-one and part of a nice date, not a hurried minivan quickie or as just one naked girl with six other naked girls around. So take me home and fuck my brains out NOW."

I chuckled. "You're driving."

"Oh, right. Let's go!" she climbed out of my lap, stood up, and practically dragged me off the bench.

Maybe I should've driven. Naimh was horny enough to drive rather aggressively, not quite dangerously but still. Thankfully, we made it to my house in one piece, and a short time later that pretty little sundress fell to the floor as we fell onto my bed.

"In me, boyfriend," she groaned. "I need you IN me. Stick it in! Stick it in! Stick it... AAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHH!"