BTC 2.0: Chapter 8

-- CHAPTER 8: Quality Time --

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-- OCTOBER --

Something tickled my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

“Mmph!” somebody squeaked, promptly choked, and pulled away to start coughing.

The sound of a girl’s anguish woke me up FAST, and I sat up to find out what had just happened. Having gone to bed last night alone with Belle, I expected to see my pretty “little sister” hunched over and coughing. Even though she’d certainly gotten a lot of practice at waking me up with morning blowjobs, Belle still had difficulty getting all of me down her throat.

But to my surprise I found Lily bent over instead, eyes bugged out and her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she pounded her chest and coughed violently to clear her throat.

“Oh, crap, Lily!” I exclaimed. “I’m sorry!”

“I warned you,” Belle chided Lily lightly while rubbing her friend’s back. The strawberry-blonde babe knelt upright beside us and added reassuringly, “But don’t feel bad. It happens to the best of us.”

Lily held a hand up to me, palm out, while she dry-retched and then coughed several times. Her eyes were watery and her tongue waggled in the empty space between her open lips while she visibly struggled to catch her breath. Meanwhile, Belle continued to stroke her bestie’s back and then started thumping it lightly with the heel of her hand as if that would help Lily overcome her choking fit. It actually seemed to work.

“You were right,” the petite Hawaiian girl finally managed to croak, glancing over her shoulder back at Belle before repeating, “You were right.”

“Seriously: same thing happened to me.” Belle shrugged and smiled.

“Just when I thought I was starting to get used to this giant tree,” Lily wheezed. “Brings a whole new meaning to Brok da mout.”

Belle laughed but then frowned as she glanced back at my morning wood, which wasn’t quite so ‘giant tree’ anymore. It wasn’t flaccid or anything, but I’d definitely lost a little starch while Lily was coughing.

“Oh no! Poor baby!” Belle exclaimed before tucking her strawberry-blonde hair back behind her ears with both hands and bending over to quickly slurp my schlong into her hot little mouth. She immediately sealed her lips around my very base, much easier to accomplish at half-mast, and then started slowly dragging her lips back as if she could physically stretch my shaft back to full-length.

Lily winced and looked apologetic. “Sorry, Matty…”

“Now don’t you turn into an ‘honorary Canadian’,” I told her lightly, reaching up to caress her cheek. “I’ve told you before: inexperience is nothing to be ashamed of. And we both know there’s a solution for that.”

“Practice, practice, practice!” Lily replied giddily, her eyes practically forming upside-down crescent moons as she smiled broadly. “See, this is why you’re such an awesome guy. You always know how to make me feel better.”

“Oh, I’m nothing special. I’m sure any guy would be more than happy to hear a beautiful babe like you suggest she ‘practice, practice, practice’ at giving more blowjobs.”

“Probably…” Lily smiled again, but this time with a much more… shy… expression on her pretty face. She looked up at me with large, luminous doe eyes and sighed rather dreamily before saying, “But there’s really only one guy I want to practice on.”

“Lucky me.”

Lily giggled again. “Definitely lucky.”

So as it turned out, Belle really could physically stretch my shaft back to full length. In less than a minute my impish “little sister” smirked up at me around a mouthful of meat. But with her mission accomplished, she promptly pulled off and then gestured for her new bestie to take over. The whole idea, of course, was for Lily to take a turn giving me “an alarm clock BJ”. I later learned that Belle had told Lily about the surprise sex act more than a month ago and described it as a quintessential BTC rite of passage. So when Lily told Belle last night that she wanted to try it, the girls had of course arranged for Lily to sneak in early this morning.

Without hesitation, the Hawaiian hottie happily dropped her mouth down around my dick, moaning as if she were tasting the most amazing ono grindz she’d ever had. I groaned and leaned back to enjoy her oral attention, at first watching her watching me and giving her reassuring smiles to let her know she was doing a great job. Then, I let my head fall back against the mattress and closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations while also giving her the freedom to focus on her blowjob technique without splitting her attention to stare up at me.

As usual, Belle chimed in with occasional suggestions to concentrate on my cockhead while hand-pumping my rod, to tickle my balls, or to take a deep breath and see how much of me Lily could get into her throat. Lily also took a break every now and again, happily handing me off to her best friend so the expert could show her apprentice how it should be done.

I could tell which girl was blowing me by her technique, so I knew it was Lily’s mouth around my meat even before I picked my head up to look down at her. The pretty girl looked even prettier with my dick in her mouth, and I reached up with my right hand to delicately caress her cheek and thank her for her efforts much as I’d done a dozen times already over the past week or so, ever since she and I first crossed this line from platonic friends to… well… doing “stuff” together. But right before I could actually say anything, my fingers froze as I paused in momentary puzzlement, getting the sense that something felt just a little bit… off.

And that’s when I realized Lily had a white plumeria flower clipped to her hair just behind her left ear.

Lily had occasionally worn a plumeria behind her ear over the past couple of months - not every day but often enough for it to feel like a regular occurrence. The flowers were a standard Hawaiian accessory like the necklaces, bracelets, and rings that all the girls occasionally wore, but an accessory that represented their unique heritage. Belle had even taken to wearing plumerias every now and again just for fun.

Belle had also been the one to explain to me the significance of which side a girl’s flower adorned. Much like a wedding band, a flower worn behind the left ear indicated that a girl was “taken/unavailable”, whereas a flower worn behind the right ear signified “unattached/available”. Belle had gone out of her way to point this out to me because she wore her flower behind her left ear, while Lily had always worn her flower behind her right ear.

Until today.

“Something you wanna tell me?” I asked Lily a little hesitantly, reaching up to flick the plumeria petal. And for half a second, I wondered if she might tell me she’d found some other guy to be her boyfriend, nevermind how unlikely that would be given that she still had my dick in her mouth.

“Finally noticed that, did you?” Belle drawled before Lily could say anything.

But Lily did pull off me, gave my prick a few extra pumps, and then flashed me a shy smile. “I’m not asking you to date me or anything and I’m not claiming you’re my boyfriend,” she stated nervously. “You were very clear about not needing any additional romantic complications in your life and that you’d be perfectly fine if I met some other guy to be my boyfriend.”

“I smell a ‘but’ coming…”

Lily exchanged a quick glance with Belle, who gave her an encouraging nod, before returning her attention to me. She rather nervously reached back with her left hand to touch the flower and took a deep breath before explaining, “This is just for me, really. Hawaiian girls don’t only wear these on their left side because they’re with someone. Lots of girls wear them just to say, ‘I’m unavailable’ or even just, ‘I’m not interested so don’t bother me’. That’s basically what I’m doing. I know most guys around here don’t understand the meaning, but it’s my way of subtly saying I’m not looking for any romantic complications.”

I nodded slowly. “I get it. It’s cool. It’s not like you’re wearing the flower on your left side because you see yourself as my fourth girlfriend or anything like that.”

“Totally not,” Lily confirmed immediately, nodding with a smile.

“Ummm… okay.” I gave her a warm, reassuring look. “That’s cool.”

“Cool,” Belle repeated, nodding slowly.

Lily grinned. “Totally cool.”

****

“This is SOOO not cool,” Belle muttered as she and I walked down the sidewalk hand-in-hand.

Per our normal Monday/Wednesday routine, Naimh had held my hand for the walk from our house onto campus while Belle followed behind us. When we reached our usual intersection, my redheaded girlfriend gave me a quick kiss and then bounced away towards the Biology buildings while Belle slid her small hand into mine for the journey that remained, so it was just the two of us now.

“What’s not cool?” I asked, surprised to find Belle frowning and shaking her head. In hindsight she’d been pretty quiet during the walk to campus, but I hadn’t really noticed given how effervescently affectionate Naimh had been with me for the first half of our journey while Belle had been behind us.

“This whole situation with Lily,” she muttered, still shaking her head.

“Um, does this have something to do with her wearing the plumeria on her left?”

Belle rolled her eyes at me as if I were denser than a neutron star.

I arched an eyebrow. “So the whole bit about her saying I shouldn’t read too much into it was total bullshit.”

“Total bullshit,” Belle confirmed before hedging, “I mean, she really doesn’t think of herself as your fourth girlfriend or anything. She knows you’re not looking for another romance, and I don’t think she’s deluding herself into thinking you’ll just eventually fall in love with her if she sticks around long enough.”

I blinked. “Then what’s the problem?”

“I dunno,” Belle muttered. “I mean, she’s saying all the right things and yet I can already tell…”

Her voice trailed off rather than finish that sentence. And when she didn’t immediately continue, I gave her hand a squeeze and led, “You can already tell what?”

Belle sighed, finishing, “That this is turning into a Mari situation all over again.”

I blinked. “A ‘Mari situation’?”

My little pixie smirked and pumped her fist in the air, mimicking, “‘Team Belle!’”

“You mean the way Mari developed feelings for me but wouldn’t act on them because she believed I belong with you instead?”

“Kinda, except in this case Lily believes you belong with the three of us: me, Sam, and Neevie.”

“I DO belong with you, Sam, and Neevie. Lily’s great and all, but I meant everything I said about not needing additional romantic complications.”

“And she knows that… up here.” Belle tapped the side of her head twice before switching to tapping her heart. “But if she truly felt it in here, she wouldn’t have switched the plumeria. I noticed the change first thing as soon as Lily showed up this morning but didn’t have time to ask her about it since she didn’t want to risk you waking up before she could get her mouth on you.”

“You think she switched sides because she’s crushing on me.”

“I know she said she switched sides just to announce to other guys, ‘I’m not interested so don’t bother me,’ but I can also tell that’s not the whole truth.”

“The whole truth meaning that she’s actually announcing: ‘I don’t have a boyfriend exactly but I’m crushing on this other guy who’s not you, so I’m sorry but I’m not available’.”

Belle smirked. “It’s basically what Mari said to Gerald when the poor guy showed interest in her.”

I grimaced, momentarily feeling bad for Gerald. My three girlfriends and I had occasional group chats on AIM (AOL Instant Messenger) with the four NBGs, so I knew Mari was staying in touch with Gerald now that they were both in SoCal, but to my knowledge they were doing their own things at their own colleges.

I then turned my attention back to Belle and arched an eyebrow. “Is it possible you’re conflating the two? I know you miss your BFF and would love for your friendship with Lily to grow into something similar, but just because Mari felt a certain way about me doesn’t necessarily mean Lily feels the same.”

Belle shook her head. “It’s because I know for sure how Mari felt that I can tell what’s going through Lily’s head. Look, you’ve said all the right things and you’ve gone out of your way to make clear to Lily you don’t want to lead her on, but a girl’s heart is an illogical thing and she’s falling in love with you whether you like it or not.”

I sighed and rubbed my forehead with my free hand. “Not cool.”

“We’re in agreement.”

“This is all YOUR fault, you know.”

“My fault?” Belle squawked.

“You’ve been pushing Lily and me together since the first week of school, talking me up like I was the greatest thing since sliced bread and putting all these thoughts into her head about me giving her the most incredible sexual experience of her life.”

“I just wanted to watch you fuck her, not have her fall in love with you.”

“And how many girls have you watched me fuck who didn’t fall in love with me?”

Belle blinked a couple of times while her jaw silently flapped open and closed a couple of times. But to her credit, she jutted out her lower lip and nodded firmly just a few seconds later while stating, “Two: Zofi and Alice.”

I waggled my head. “Well, fine. But Lily clearly isn’t lesbian. And you didn’t seriously think your tender-hearted new bestie was going to fill the Alice-shaped void in my life, did you? We’ve all see her swoon when she watches us intimately kiss and fondle during our lovemaking.”

Belle sighed. “Honestly, I don’t know exactly what I was thinking. At first I just saw Lily and Eva as a couple of wicked hot bodies to get plowed, and once I started fantasizing about watching you annihilate them until they passed out from pleasure overload and you pulled out to jizz your creamy cum all over their unconscious bodies, the images just wou--”

The sound of heavy objects hitting concrete right behind us startled both me and Belle, and we stopped to turn around and found some poor guy kneeling on the ground trying to pick up his books and folders. He conspicuously avoided looking at us as he did so, and ten seconds later he got up and hustled away in the opposite direction.

Belle giggled. “Maybe I shouldn’t say that kinda shit on public walkways.”

“Maybe,” I agreed. “But I’m guessing you were about to tell me the fantasies took over and you wanted to see them come true.”

“Seems pretty unlikely at this point, with you and Eva making that stupid ‘no sex’ pact and virgin Lily still scared shitless about trying to fit your… um…” Belle’s voice trailed off as a couple of girls approached within earshot heading in the opposite direction, and she blushed before finishing, “You know what I mean.”

“I do.”

“I never expected to click with Lily the way I did.” Belle got a faraway look on her face. “Mari was my best friend - and will ALWAYS be my BFF - and she was a special, unique human being who can never be replaced.”

“You’ll get no argument from me.”

“But that doesn’t mean I can’t make new friends, and Lily and I just have so much in common, and she’s so upbeat and funny and friendly and we can talk for hours on end--”

“Believe me: I know.”

“We’re two peas in a pod and I couldn’t be happier that we met. But at the same time, I don’t wanna see her get hurt.” Belle pursed her lips and gave me a serious look. “I know she’s falling for you. And yeah, a lot of that is probably my fault for egging her on to put a move on you. But I honestly didn’t know she was a virgin and I honestly didn’t know what was gonna happen once you two started messing around with each other and while maybe it was naïve of me to think you two could really just have a physical relationship without it really meaning anything I suppose I should’ve known better after what happened with the rest of The BTC and come to think of it maybe the Mari parallel really isn’t such a bad thing because even though you two didn’t end up together-together the way things turned out with Sam or Neevie if you ask Mari if she has any regrets about her relationship with you she’d totally say it was all worth it and that she enjoyed what she got from you for as long as she did.”

I blinked a couple of times and then smirked at Belle. “Where do you even breathe in all that?”

“What?”

“Nevermind.”

“I’m just saying: maybe you should date Lily a bit,” Belle said with a smirk.

My eyes popped open wide. “Umm, what?”

“Nothing serious. But I know it would mean the world to her if you took her out on a one-on-one date. Like instead of getting into a makeout session on the couch with you sucking her boobies and then her giving you a blowjob until you cum down her throat, you take her to a nice dinner first and THEN get into a makeout session on the couch with you sucking her boobies and then--”

“I get it, I get it. You don’t have to repeat the whole thing.”

“A girl could feel cheap and used when a guy keeps getting access to all her goodies but never stops to build up the emotional intimacy or anything.”

“We’re building emotional intimacy,” I protested. “We’re becoming really good friends.”

“Riiight. Because she’s spending all that time talking to you instead of getting her mouth around your dick, or getting your mouth onto her nipples or in her crotch,” Belle muttered dryly.

“You should talk. Do you two spend more time talking or more time eating each other out nowadays?”

“I’ll have you know we have a particular fondness for making out while fingering each other, although I’m trying to get her into scissoring now,” Belle pronounced. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I get tons of one-on-one time with her while you’re with Sam or Neevie (or both). But Lily doesn’t get any quality one-on-one time with you that isn’t sex-related. I think the two of you need to go on a date.”

“What part of ‘not getting into additional romantic complications’ do you not understand?”

“You owe it to her so she doesn’t feel like you’re just using her mouth as a warm and wet receptacle for your gushing sperm.”

One of the guys walking past us tripped and stumbled, and we glanced back to find him conspicuously facing forward and trying to act like nothing happened while his friend elbowed him in the side.

I sighed and frowned at Belle, muttering quietly, “You’re saying I’m obligated to taking Lily out on a date because she’s been letting me get to third base with her?”

“Um, kinda?”

I frowned and shook my head. “And weren’t you supposed to stop saying shit like that in public?”

Belle smirked and shrugged, looking anything but apologetic.

I rubbed my forehead. “Between studying and our existing social life, my schedule is pretty full. I took Neevie out last Thursday. I took you out last night. And it’s been two weeks since Sam and I found the time to have a one-on-one date.”

“That’s more on Sam’s schedule than yours. You can totally fit Lily in as well. She can have one of my date spots since you and I aren’t a real boyfriend/girlfriend couple anyways. I mean, I actually wouldn’t mind if we skipped the time and money-waste of a one-on-one date and just went straight to bed. And I actually mean the cuddling with my head on your chest so we can talk post-coital more than the sex part.”

I cocked my head. “Have I not been properly satisfying you on the sex part?”

Belle stopped for a second and chirped, “I had thirteen orgasms yesterday!”

A hot Latina girl I recognized from E10 was walking by, and she stopped for a second to give us a funny look. My cheeks flushed and I grabbed Belle’s elbow to keep us both moving.

Belle giggled, continuing, “Believe me: I’m plenty satisfied. I think I just have more fun in the sex department when we have friends with us instead of you and me alone, so giving up a one-on-one lovemaking session isn’t such a big deal as long as we keep having the multiple-girl orgies.”

I blinked. “Uh, duly noted.”

“But we’re getting off-topic. Lily. You need to take Lily out on a date.”

“B…”

“I’m serious.”

“I know you are, but this goes against everything I’ve ever said to Lily about not getting bogged down with additional romantic complications. This goes against everything Lily ever said to me about her interest in me being purely physical.”

Belle shrugged. “All that stuff was said before she started developing feelings for you. She chose of her own accord to start wearing the flower on her left. She’s trying to say the right things because she doesn’t want to upset you, but the flower is a subtle sign that she wants you to love her and that she’s committed herself to you. The least you can do is honor that commitment.”

“Even though I didn’t ask her to commit herself and in fact, the best course of action may be to let her down gently and stop doing… ‘stuff’.”

“Don’t you dare. She’s my best friend right now, so you’re not allowed to break her heart.”

“Ugh…” I rubbed my forehead. “I knew this was eventually gonna get complicated.”

“Complicated? Pssht. You’re still only going from three to four intimate relationships in your life. Just wait until we get back up to seven.”

“We are never getting back up to seven.”

Belle’s pale-green eyes glittered. “Wanna bet?”

****

I walked out of my morning class expecting to find the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen waiting for me right outside, and sure enough my freckled Irish redhead bounced up to me with a beaming smile.

“Matty!” she exclaimed excitedly before launching herself into my arms and immediately cramming her tongue down my throat. My happy-horny girlfriend dry-humped my leg while clutching my shoulders with a shivering sense of urgency, moaning into my mouth and clearly in heat. That’s not to say Naimh didn’t give me passionate kisses after most every class (she did), but she seemed particularly aroused at that moment. And as soon as our lips parted, she held my head close before urging in a husky voice, “Come with me.”

For a split-second I thought about asking her to cool it so we could go and get lunch, but I recognized that my girlfriend was in a special mood at the moment (and would be disappointed if I turned her down). So I simply smiled and replied sincerely, “Lead the way.”

Naimh’s emerald-green eyes glittered as she grabbed my hand and practically ran across the quad, dragging me with her. To my surprise she didn’t lead me away from the classroom building, but rather back towards it. And I soon found the two of us swimming upstream against the endless flow of other students like a pair of salmon heading for their spawning grounds. We even ascended two floors of stairs as if we were jumping up cascading waterfalls.

There were very few people occupying the third-floor hallway, although it wasn’t completely empty when Naimh pulled a key out of her pocket and fitted it to a janitor’s closet. My eyes got big as I asked, “How do you keep getting those?”

“The world is still full of mysteries,” she replied quite charmingly in her perfect Irish lilt before yanking open the door and then yanking me inside.

I knew a half-dozen students had just seen us enter the closet but simply shrugged my shoulders and went with it. I grabbed my girlfriend’s hips, spun her around to face the metal shelves, gave her four healthy spanks on the ass (two for each cheek), and then dragged her lycra leggings down to her ankles, bringing her thong panties with them. I shoved my face into the crack bisecting the redhead’s reddened rump and started lapping at her lovely labia. Thirty seconds later I licked my way up her happy trail to start rimming her rectal entrance. And by then I was excited enough for penetration and stood up to drop my pants and start probing my prickhead against her pink pucker.

This was NOT going to be the kind of intimate kissing and fondling lovemaking that Lily fantasized about.

“Ffffuuuucccckkkk, Mmaattttyyy…” my randy redhead groaned as I rammed the first four inches of my rigid rod right up her rectum without any lube save for what little saliva I’d used to coat her colon’s entrance. She spread her arms out to the sides to grip the vertical poles holding up the metal racks containing cleaning supplies of various types and thrust her ass back to meet my driving dick. And within seconds her entire anal cavity had consumed every last inch of my concrete-hard cock.

And then we stopped.

Naimh bent forward and parked her face cheek on an empty patch of shelving while reaching back with both hands to grab her asscheeks and spread them wide, trying to give me room to cram another quarter-inch of cock into her colon. She closed her eyes and murmured, “I can feel you deep within my sacred core. I love it. I love you. I’ll love you forever, Matty.”

“I’ll love you forever, Neevie,” I replied in kind, slipping my right hand up the back of her shirt so I could caress her bare skin before sliding it around her torso so I could palm one of her bra-covered big breasts as I retracted myself a few inches out of her ass.

“Mmm, fuck me, Matty. Fuck my arse. Take me. Claim me. Violate me, Matty. Fill me in a place where nobody else has ever been and nobody else ever will: my sacred core. Your sacred core.”

“My sacred core,” I agreed, using my left hand on her pelvis and my right hand on her tit to yank her body back at me while I slammed forward and reclaimed those few inches. “Mine.”

“Yours, Matty. Yours. I’ll love you forever, Matty. My sacred core is yours forever too!”

“Fuck, fuck,” I grunted from the pleasure of her tight anal chute clutching my cock as I pulled out, followed immediately by the pleasure of her pristine pink pucker pressing down around my prick as I pushed back in. “So good, Neevie. Your ass feels so fucking good.”

“Fuck me, Matty! Fuck my arse! Fuckme-fuckme-fuckme! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Naimh let go of her asscheeks and reached up to grab the vertical poles again for leverage to hump her heinie back at me just as hard as I’d started humping her.

“Ungh-ungh-ungh!” I growled as I powerfully plundered her posterior.

“AUGH-AUGH-AUGH!” My Irish redhead howled as I drilled my dick deep into her backdoor. A particularly powerful plunge pushed her forward so that she lost her balance and took a big step. But instead of trying to push back, she merely extended her arms to lock her elbows and stood up straight.

I stepped with her and wrapped both arms around her body so that we were stacked together like spoons while I rapidly reamed out her rectum. I gnawed on her neck while I blasted her bowels. And I growled straight into her ear, “Fuck your ass feels so fucking good!”

“Your big dick feels so fucking good in me arse! Grab my tits, love! Push my bra out of the-- YES! Pinch my nipples! Squeeze my tits! FUCK! So deep! So deep inside me! Stretch me, Matty! Fill my sacred core! Rub my… YES! Oh it’s so good! Your fingers are so good! Harder! Harder! HARDER! FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!”

I had no idea whether or not there were other people outside in the hallway. If they were, I knew they must be getting an earful of our encounter, not that my girlfriend seemed to care. Or more likely the idea of others listening to us turned her on even more, much in the way she’d howled at the top of her lungs for all to hear while we’d fucked in Lincoln’s bathroom at the party in the hills.

So with that in mind I threw caution to the wind and just started yelling whatever shit came into my mind while I grabbed my girlfriend’s tits, strummed her clit, and finally just crammed two hooked fingers into her juicing cunt and used them as a handhold to yank her body back at me over and over and over again while we stood up straight and banged against each other over and over and over again.

“So good! So tight! I love your ass!” I screamed.

“So big! So deep! I love your dick!!!”

“Fuck me, Neevie!”

“Fuck ME, Matty! Pound me! Claim me! TAKE ME! TAAAAKE MEEEE!!!”

“I’M TAKING YOU! I’M TAKING YOU! FUCK!”

“FUUUUCK MEEEEE! FUCK MY AAAAARRRRRSSSSSEEEEE!”

“FUCK! I’M FUCKING IT! FUCK I LOVE FUCKING YOUR ASS!” I howled. “SO TIGHT AROUND MY BIG DICK! SO HOT AND SO BUTTERY SMOOTH! TAKE IT, NEEVIE, TAKE IT! TAKE MY BIG DICK UP YOUR BUTT!”

“MMMAAATTTTTTYYY!” she screamed right back. “FUCK MY FUCKING ARSEHOLE! STRETCH ME AND FILL ME WITH ALL YOUR CREAMY CUM! YOU HEAR ME? I WANT YOUR CUM IN ME ARSE! G’WAN! G’WAN! G’WAN! BEIDH MÉ BRÚITE ANSIN I GCEANN CÚPLA LÁ! G’WAN-G’WAN-G’WAN A GHRA MO CHROI! FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!”

“CUM FOR ME, BABY! CUM, BABY, CUM!” I cried out as I felt her colon clamp down around my cock in cataclysmic convulsions. “I’M CUMMING TOO! I’M CUMMING IN YOUR ASS! CUM, BABY, CUM!”

“FUCK-FFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!! she screamed again, shuddering so hard that she rattled the metal racks, making the canisters and bottles bobble around, with some of them even falling off the shelves and crashing down onto the floor.

“FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!”

“FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!”

“FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!”

We both thrashed and shuddered so hard we would’ve pulled the metal racks down entirely had they not been tethered to the wall with earthquake safety straps. She screamed at the top of her lungs as she quivered and came from a colossal climax that cascaded throughout her entire body. And I screamed right with her while spurting shots of scalding semen straight into the deepest depths of my dearest darling’s derriere.

Naimh’s knees buckled and she would’ve collapsed had her heinie not still been held up by my big dick. I planted both palms on her heavy hooters to hold her high and took a step forward to sustain my support. I lowered her chest forward so that she could brace herself against the shelf instead. And after letting go of her tits, I wrapped both arms around her midsection to keep her aloft until I felt some strength return to her limbs and she was no longer in any danger of collapsing.

Only then did I finally withdraw my spent schlong from her stretched sphincter, and a small stream of slimy semen slipped out from her saturated anal chute. Fortunately, there were plenty of folded paper towels in the closet, and I ripped open a package to grab a handful of them to help blot up her sperm-smeared sphincter. She reached between her thighs to take over the process as I backed up and started cleaning myself up as well. And a minute later she finally stood up and turned around, dropping her wadded up paper towels into a wastebasket in the corner before stepping forward and flinging her arms around my shoulders.

I puckered up and met my lover’s liplock with loving tenderness. Her hug was a little weaker and her kiss was quite a bit softer than before, but no less affectionate. Naimh sighed dreamily and then gave me a well-satisfied smile as we pulled back far enough to look into each other’s eyes. And she leaned in to nuzzle her nose against my neck before murmuring softly, “That was incredible. I love you so much, Matty.”

I squeezed her tight and rubbed her ass while murmuring in reply, “I love you, too.”

****

With Naimh’s immediate craving for orgasms out of the way, she happily slipped into the affectionate girlfriend role of wrapping herself around my arm, giggling cutely, and giving me beaming smiles while we cruised down the walkway towards Hearst Ave.

“Bongo Burger? La Val’s? Northside?” she queried.

“Northside, if that’s alright with you.”

“I’ll go with you anywhere, you know that.”

“I DO know that,” I replied with a chuckle. “But I could do La Val’s instead too.”

“Nah, I’m feeling like a turkey cran club.”

“Cool. So how has your day been so far?”

“Grand.”

“Just ‘grand’? I seem to remember Irish ‘grand’ not actually being all that grand. Your day hasn’t been like… ‘awesome’?”

Naimh immediately laughed. “Tá lá iontach agam. Means I’m having a great day. Especially after feeling you fillin’ me arse with all your creamy cum.”

I smirked. “Well I meant to ask how your day has been besides the quickie in the janitor’s closet.”

She frowned. “But that was the best part!”

“I’m not saying it wasn’t, but seriously: How’s your day been going other than the quickie in the janitor’s closet?”

“Just grand.” Naimh shrugged. “Don’t get me wrong - I’ve got nuttin’ to c’plain ’bout. But apart from bein’ wit’cha jus’ now…”

I arched an eyebrow, clued into her thickening accent, which had always been an easy barometer to express Naimh’s emotional turmoil. “Something’s bothering you. I can tell. What’s wrong? Really?”

She took a deep breath to collect herself, and in a much clearer voice, she stated flatly, “Nothing’s wrong. I just missed you; that’s all.”

I furrowed my eyebrows and stopped walking for a minute. Turning her to face me, I tilted my girlfriend’s chin up and searched her eyes. And rather than insist that she could tell me anything, I tried a different tact.

“Please tell me,” I requested sincerely. “Whatever’s going on, please tell me.”

“I’m serious: I just missed you today.”

“You missed me this morning? Missed me last night? Because it was Belle’s night to be with me? You could’ve joined us; Belle would’ve been happy for the extra company.”

“No, Belle needs to have her one-on-ones with you.”

“Not really. She actually told me just this morning she has more fun in the sex department when we have friends with us.”

“I’m not talking about sex.” Naimh shrugged and gave me a helpless look. “Belle’s talked often enough about how she loves cuddling on your chest while savoring the taste of your leftover cum in her mouth while the two of you talk about… everything.”

“Well… yes, there’s that. But you could’ve still joined us last night and then left afterwards.”

Naimh’s green eyes were suddenly moist as she mumbled softly, “Sometimes leaving you afterwards is harder than not joining in the first place.”

I blinked twice, taken aback a bit by the sudden emotion in her voice.

“Besides,” she continued affably, taking a deep breath and putting on a brave face with a tight smile before shrugging like it was no big deal. “Sex has never been our problem, as the quickie in the janitor’s closet just proved.”

I frowned and muttered, “I’m not spending enough quality time with you.”

“It’s not that.”

“But you just said you missed me. My apologies for being a clueless male about it sometimes. The way my brain works, when a girlfriend tells me she misses me, my first thought is that I’m not spending enough time with her.”

“You’ve got three girlfriends to spend quality time with,” Naimh said with another shrug. “Plus Lily, plus… whatever weird thing is going on between you and Eva.”

“There’s nothing going on between me and Eva.”

“Sure, uh-huh.”

“Let’s not get sidetracked. And I thought Belle was the master of deflecting.” I took a deep breath and held Naimh close. “You’re lonely, aren’t you?”

“I’m not…” she began before hesitating. A moment later, she finished, “I’m not lonely.”

“Except that you’re lonely. I’m splitting my time amongst the others and perhaps not spending enough of it with you.”

She chuckled and gave me a wry grin while shaking her head. “That’s nothing new. For the entire time I’ve known you, you’ve been splitting your time amongst multiple girls. If anything, I’m getting a much larger chunk of your time than ever before. Me da is not locking his daughter up in the castle tower anymore. I get to see you every night, Matty, and I get to nestle in your arms at least three times a week, if not more. Would I have liked to be with you this morning? Of course. But Belle told me Lily was gonna sneak in to give you the morning BJ and it was funny to find out she’d choked the same way Belle did the first time. Would I have liked to be with you last night? Of course. But I would never take that time away from Belle. Living with you and going to college together has been a dream, and I’m happy with the amount of time we spend together. Truly.”

I nodded slowly while pursing my lips as I searched Naimh’s eyes again, seeing the truth in her words. And yet there was no mistaking the pain in them as well. She really WAS lonely, and I stopped to think about the situation and found myself reflecting back on her entire history with The BTC.

“You never really had a ‘best friend’ the same way some of the others did,” I began a little hesitantly, still forming my train of thought before I’d completely laid down the tracks. “I mean… Belle and Mari had been BFFs since forever. Same with Sam and Zofi. And even Alice was more MY best friend than she was yours.”

“Alice was a great friend to me, especially while you were juggling your relationships with the others.”

“Alice was a great friend, period. But if we asked her who her best friend was…”

“Oh no, it was totally you,” Naimh pronounced with another no-big-deal shrug. “But it dinna bother me. You two had been friends for years already.”

I took a deep breath and sighed. “I know Sam misses Zofi, but she’s also so busy she doesn’t have much time to think about it. I know Belle misses Mari, but then--”

“--but then here comes Lily and all of a sudden Belle’s got a shorty partner-in-crime to spend all her extra time with,” Naimh finished for me a little too quickly.

I arched an eyebrow. “Does that bother you?”

“Bother me?” Naimh pulled her head back. “Why in the world would you think that’d bother me?”

“I dunno,” I hedged, still not having my arms entirely wrapped around the thought in my head. “Because maybe you thought Belle would turn to you to fill the void of missing Mari?”

Naimh waggled her head. “I never thought Belle and I would immediately become besties or anything.”

“Maybe you didn’t want to assume it would happen. But then maybe you… hoped?… you’d get closer? I’m really just theorizing here.”

Naimh folded her arms across her chest and sighed. The longer we’d continued the conversation, the more we’d almost absentmindedly moved off the main walkway and over to the shade of the nearest building out of the flow of traffic. It wasn’t private by any means, but it still felt like we could have a conversation without fear of anyone eavesdropping. She glanced around at the steady stream of students going back and forth in both directions without really noticing any of them, pausing to collect herself.

But eventually Naimh took a deep breath and turned her attention back to me, her arms still folded across her chest. “It would’ve been nice if Belle and I got closer. It’s not that we’re not close, but you know what I mean. I figured Sam would be too busy to spend much time with us girls, but I figured Belle and I would bond as your co-girlfriends who were still around. I still really enjoy the nights when it’s the three of us, even beyond the sex. Let’s face it: you’re not the greatest conversationalist when there’s more than one girl in the room, and some of my happiest memories from this semester have been with me and Belle just talking about… whatever… although a lot of those times have also come with the two of us taking turns licking your big dick.”

I chuckled. “Some of my happiest memories as well.”

Naimh got a faraway look in her eyes and she shook her head slowly. “I’m not mad that Lily showed up. She’s a great girl, really sweet, and they really do get along great together. They’re two peas in a pod is what they are.”

I smiled. “Belle said the same thing.”

“And then when Belle and Lily buddied up, I tried getting chummy with Eva a mite to see if she and I might hit it off, but… well…”

“But Eva,” I finished for her as that was pretty much answer enough.

“So I guess I’m still just waiting to meet MY matching pea in a pod.” She gave me another no-big-deal shrug. “I’ve had a lot of girlfriends, but just never really clicked like that with any of them.”

“That doesn’t mean you never will.”

“Exactly what I was gonna say. I can be optimistic I’ll find a BFF of my own someday. And in the meantime, I’ve still got you, don’t I?”

“Forever,” I assured her and then opened my arms for a hug.

She came to me gladly, squeezing me tight and setting her cheek down on my shoulder. “Maybe you’re all the BFF I’ll ever need.”

“Well, maybe…” I replied.

“Only ‘maybe’?” she pulled back, pouting and then slapping my chest. The hesitation in my voice clearly wasn’t the sort of tone she’d been hoping for.

But I’d already started laughing as I explained, “I only meant to say that you were right about me not being the greatest conversationalist. One of the best things about having so many girls around is that you can talk and confide in each other instead of expecting your poor boyfriend to carry the conversational load. So forgive me for hoping you’ll still find yourself a female BFF to gossip with eventually.”

“Well… maybe…” She narrowed her eyes to give me a scolding look that lasted only two seconds before she cracked up and flowed back into my arms, holding my head and giving me a sweet kiss.

But my stomach growled just then, and we quickly separated, both of us laughing.

“I’ll take that as our cue to get moving and get this puppy fed,” Naimh giggled while patting my belly.

“Yes, please.”

My gorgeous girlfriend grinned, looped her arms through mine, and then started leading me back across the grass towards the walkway.

“And who knows?” I continued. “Maybe we’ll even meet the BFF you’re meant to be with at lunch?”

Naimh shrugged. “You never know.”

“Oh, hey guys!” a familiar voice said from right in front of us, and Naimh and I both looked up in surprise.

Skylar Sutcliffe came to a stop on the walkway, looking über-chic in a brown miniskirt-suit with knee-high leather heel boots and a cream-colored leather bag. She gave us a winning smile full of pearly white teeth and asked in her alluring English accent, “You two going to get lunch?”

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TABLE OF CONTENTS:

Prologue & Chapter 1: The BTC: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99290461

Chapter 2: Hoalauna: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99357682

Chapter 3: E10: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99433482

Chapter 4: Leeloo: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99506524

Chapter 5: The Fifth Element: https://www.patreon.com/posts/99618767

Chapter 6: Lily: https://www.patreon.com/posts/100326143

Chapter 7: The Hangover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/100548952