VIP-BTC2: Chapter 56

-- CHAPTER 56: Skylar --

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I mentioned before that my memory of that evening’s dinner is somewhat fragmented, because the events that followed AFTER the meal blew my mind.

Those events – the important events – I remember with crystal clarity.

I remember the look on Skylar’s face the moment I entered her for the first time: brilliant light-blue eyes wide with her pupils suddenly dilating from the rush of sensation. Her mouth gaped open in sympathetic harmony with the way her pussy had to stretch in order to accommodate my girth. She moaned in obvious arousal while her hands suddenly clamped down on my shoulders, groaning, “Bloody hell, Matty. I think you reached some virgin territory right there.”

I smiled and replied, “I’ve still got another inch to go.”

I remember Zofi climbing onto the bed beside us, following my lead of leaving butterfly kisses on both Skylar’s skin and mine wherever she could reach. She kissed my back and my shoulder. She nuzzled Skylar’s legs and caressed the blonde’s inner thighs. She took hold of Skylar’s hand and nibbled lightly on the blonde’s inner wrist, which was seemingly hard-wired to her pussy and made Skylar clench up around my cock.

And I especially remember Skylar’s first orgasm with me, the way her sweaty bangs were plastered to her forehead, the way she shivered and shuddered and clenched her eyes shut while bearing down and then abruptly exploding beneath me, crying out in utter ecstasy with violent tremors that made me rock on top of her like a ship caught in an Arctic maelstrom.

I withdrew for a moment to let her recover but didn’t leave my dick in the open air for long. I dismounted the bed and then reached forward to grab Skylar’s quivering body by her legs, tugging them towards me until her ass was at the edge of the mattress. Hooking her legs over my shoulders, I guided my swollen schlong straight back into her soaking-wet snatch, fueled in part by the heavenly sounds of her erotic moaning in response. I held her hips and started up a steady rhythm, just giving both of us pleasure, in no hurry to get her off again nor pump away to my own orgasm.

I’d waited a long time for this, and I wanted to savor every moment.

Zofi took advantage of our new positioning to gently grasp Skylar’s head and bend down to share a tender kiss with the buxom blonde. I watched the two gorgeous girls making sweet Sapphic love to each other with their mouths, noting the soothingly soft way their lips molded together.

Eventually though, Skylar started kissing her way down Zofi’s chest, and she reached around Zofi’s body to find the zipper to the brunette’s black minidress. Zofi helped out by tugging down the spaghetti straps and pulling her arms free of the long sleeves. This allowed the dress to collapse down to her waist, and Skylar took full advantage by unsnapping Zofi’s strapless bra and then feasting on the nearest nipple.

My treasure moaned and stared at me through half-lidded eyes, her face contorted in ecstasy. But Skylar gnawed on that nipple for only a few seconds before switching to the other, and as she did so, Zofi let her own hands do some exploring as she mashed Skylar’s big boobs together and pinched their pink nipples.

Playing with Skylar’s boobs looked like so much fun that I let go of her waist and slid my own hands up to join Zofi’s. The busty blonde had more than a few handfuls, and there was plenty of space for both of us. But a minute later, Zofi slipped her left hand down Skylar’s taut belly and into her neatly trimmed tuft of blonde fur. And I once again felt my former T.A. clench up around my cock as the brunette’s agile fingers went to work.

“Ohhh… Ohhh… Ohhh…” Skylar moaned as her head dropped back down to the mattress, unable to continue nursing at Zofi’s nipples under the dual assault on her senses. My big dick repeatedly plunged in and out of her while Zofi’s fingers directly stimulated her love button.

Skylar’s eyelids fluttered erratically. Her hips started shaking out of sync. And within two minutes, Skylar screamed out her second orgasm and went into new cataclysmic tremors that rocked me back and forth, her legs tightening around my shoulders so fiercely that I briefly worried she might snap my neck.

Still, I felt no urge to cum.

I felt no urge to let this incredible moment come to an end.

I’d waited a long time for this, and I wanted to savor every moment.

Skylar went completely limp in the aftermath of her second orgasm. Removing her legs from my shoulders and withdrawing my dick from her saturated snatch, I took advantage of her unresisting body to flip her over onto all fours, although her knees were collapsed out to the sides and her forearms were folded beneath her chest.

I caressed the blonde’s bubble butt with both hands for a bit, almost gleefully playing with her bare booty like it was a brand-new Christmas present I’d finally gotten to unwrap. A lifetime living in England and then cloudy Berkeley had left her skin pristine and unkissed by the sun…

… and then out of nowhere, Zofi reached in and slapped it, which happened to give Skylar’s ass a little color.

[thwack!]

Skylar squealed in surprise, but Zofi laughed and I laughed with her before getting my big dick lined up again and pushing it straight back into Skylar’s slice of heaven, groaning with deep-rooted satisfaction as I enjoyed the closely constricting sensations of her tight twat wrapped around my rigid rod.

“Ohhh… Ohhh… Ohhh…” Skylar moaned, her eyes closed as her lush, plush body absorbed my repeated thrusts. And then she looked up at Zofi, eyes sparkling as she crooned, “Slap it again.”

[thwack!] [thwack!]

Zofi giggled, Skylar groaned, and then I went back to fucking the shivering blonde.

Zofi did not wait idly. After removing her dress completely (although she kept the heels, the necklace, and her dangling earrings), she knelt beside us and pillowed her head on Skylar’s lower back, looking up at me with a sideways smile. And she slid a hand beneath Skylar’s body, resuming her rubbing of the blonde girl’s clit.

“Ohhh shit… Ohhh shit… Ohhh shit…” Skylar groaned, once again getting her senses overwhelmed by the dual assault. And her obvious enjoyment stimulated me into pumping her even harder.

I reached down to caress my treasure’s cheek while she comfortably rested her head on Skylar’s swaying body. But after a while, Zofi’s eyes sparkled and she opened her mouth invitingly. So I pulled out of Skylar’s snatch and fed my soaking-wet schlong straight into Zofi’s gaping mouth. The lissome brunette moaned around a mouthful of meat, sucking off Skylar’s pussy juices and orgasmic nectar for a bit until I withdrew and reinserted my dick back into Skylar’s wet box.

Rinse and repeat.

Rinse and repeat.

I was careful not to lose control again and start skullfucking my treasure’s face. The brief pauses to let Zofi suck off Skylar’s juices kept me stimulated while simultaneously letting my urge to cum wane. But after the third or fourth time I’d pulled out of the blonde’s box to push my prick into the brunette’s mouth, Skylar picked her head up and exclaimed, “Hey, -I- wanted to taste his dick with your pussy juices on it!”

So the girls switched places, Zofi grabbing one of my pillows for support under her chest as she parked herself face-down and ass-up at the edge of the bed. I never wanted to think of Zofi’s body as a piece of meat, but her lithe, naked form was intoxicating to look at while simultaneously making me carnally hungry for her as well. I bent to kiss my treasure’s compact and well-sculpted ass, even gnawing on her booty just a bit. I stroked her spine and caressed her flanks as well before standing back up and guiding my prick into place. But before I could get myself lined up, Skylar took my big dick into her hand for the first time, gawking at the way she could barely get her fingers to fully encircle my shaft, muttering, “Bloody hell! Did I really fit this stonking thing in me?”

Zofi giggled and looked back at us over her shoulder. “Wanna see him fit that ‘stonking thing’ in me?”

Eyes wide as saucers, Skylar nodded and notched my mushroom head at Zofi’s slickened entrance. My treasure groaned as I slowly slid into her, taking my time to let her vaginal canal adjust. And Skylar exhaled slowly in rapturous wonder at the sight of my thick prick gradually disappearing from view.

And then reappearing into view.

And then disappearing from view.

Rinse and repeat.

Rinse and repeat.

Skylar had also taken her cue from Zofi by reaching under to manually manipulate the other girl’s clit. Thus it was Zofi’s turn to moan and groan and quiver at the overwhelming sensations of our dual assault.

Twice, I arched my eyebrows in a silent question if Skylar wanted me to pull out so she could taste Zofi’s pussy juices on my prick.

Twice, Skylar grinned and lightly shook her head in the negative, urging me to continue. It was only after the second time that I realized Skylar wanted us to make Zofi cum first.

So I let my hands roam up and down the lissome brunette’s back, stroking her spine and massaging her muscles as if I were giving her a backrub by the pool… with my big dick banging in and out of her and Skylar’s hand rubbing her love button at the same time. The extra attention seemed to help, and it wasn’t long before my practiced ears heard the distinct tones of blissful ecstasy building in my darling brunette’s whimpers and moans.

“Matty… Matty… Matty…” Zofi breathed in rhythmic harmony to the steady in-and-out pumping of my prick within her pussy. And then she added, “Right there, Sky… Right there! Ohmigawd! I’m gonna… CUM!”

Zofi indeed came, clenching up around my cock and bowing her head between her shoulder blades as she shuddered and shivered and screamed.

“I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING!!!”

Skylar had stopped pillowing her head on Zofi’s back, instead sitting up so that she could not only diddle the brunette’s clit, but also fondle and pinch the other girl’s breasts. And she didn’t let up the entire time Zofi cried out and quivered in epic climax.

And then Zofi collapsed, falling forward face-down across my mattress, quite literally dropping off my dick as she sprawled out and left my wet prick waving in the open air.

And then Skylar pounced, stretching her jaw open wide to wrap her pouty lips around my wet prick, savoring the taste of Zofi’s orgasmic nectar with a throaty moan and staring up at me with sparkling blue eyes.

It was a look I very much wanted to see on her face again and again and again.

If she’d wanted to, Skylar could’ve made me cum in her mouth right then and there. Normally I paced myself and kept my urge to ejaculate under tight control when conscious of the fact that I needed to save my bullets in order to satisfy multiple women. But I’d laid off the brakes during that final downhill stretch to drive Zofi to orgasm, and I could feel myself twitching at the edge of losing control. The most important human organ in sexual arousal is the brain, and the sight of Skylar’s gorgeous face staring up at me with a mouthful of meat was everything I’d fantasized about and more.

But she recognized my impending explosion and abruptly pulled off my prick. My turgid tool trembled in her hand, and she gripped it tightly within her grasp but did not dare to stroke it up and down, merely waiting a minute for me to inch my way back from the edge.

“Not yet, you don’t. I’m not done with you yet,” Skylar breathed. “You made me wait this long, and I’m gonna make sure I get my money’s worth.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Zofi insisted. “Speaking from experience, I can guarantee that even if you do make him lose his load, he’ll have plenty left in the tank for another couple of rounds.”

Skylar glanced at me. “You already put a couple of rounds into Zofi’s belly before dinner, as I recall.”

I grinned. “And I can manage a couple of rounds more. The girls have me well-trained.”

“Well that I can certainly believe,” she replied with a grin. And then after letting go of my prick, which didn’t seem to be throbbing quite so much anymore, she eyed it curiously as if it was some kind of magical artifact. “A couple more rounds, you say?”

I nodded firmly and then asked, “How do you want me?”

The corners of Skylar’s mouth tugged up slyly. She winked and replied, “Slowly. One sensation at a time.”

I grinned at her turning my own words back on me.

“Right now? I want to feel this ‘stonking thing’ between my tits.”

I swear my dick nodded in agreement on its own.

****

I remember with crystal clarity the sight of my thick dick sandwiched between Skylar’s massive melons as she knelt beside the bed humping her chest up and down. My prickhead popped through the top of her tunnel of titflesh, occasionally bonking gently into the underside of her chin, which would make her break eye-contact with me and glance down to giggle. The last time it did so, she bent her head down and opened her mouth to simply suckle on my knob while mashing her mammaries around my shaft.

Skylar… Skylar!… giving me a titfuck while sucking on my knob at the top.

It was everything I’d fantasized about and more.

I remember with crystal clarity the second time Skylar let me fuck her big tits. Skylar had gone for a ride cowgirl style while Zofi sat on my face, reversed so that the two gorgeous girls could paw at each other and swap spit. They each got another orgasm and then Zofi climbed off so that I could have an unobstructed view of the busty blonde bouncing up and down my big dick with her bodaciously big breasts likewise bouncing up and down. I’d finally reached my limit, but just before blasting off inside Skylar’s sweet snatch, she suddenly dismounted my dick, wrapped up my rod within her marvelous mammaries, and titfucked me the rest of the way until I started spraying spooge all over her face, under her chin, and into the hollow of her throat before the rest of my load dribbled down her upper chest and the slopes of those beautiful boobs.

Skylar… Skylar!… beaming up at me with her face and tits absolutely covered in my creamy cum.

It was everything I’d fantasized about and more.

Actually, scratch that. In all my fantasies, she’d been wearing her glasses. It was simply the way I pictured her in my mind, and while I knew she’d gone out of her way to wear a skin-revealing outfit and go without her glasses in an effort to make clear she wasn’t hiding herself anymore, well… I still wanted to see her beaming up at me with her face and tits absolutely covered in my creamy cum… with her glasses on.

So I told her so.

And then I asked, “Will you wear them for me next time?”

“Really? I wouldn’t have taken you for a guy with a glasses fetish, given that none of the BTC girls wear them.” Skylar arched an eyebrow while still scraping off globs of my jizz from her face and then popping them into her mouth, much to my enjoyment. Also quite enjoyable to watch was the way Zofi had taken to licking up strings of semen from Skylar’s chest and breasts.

“I wouldn’t call it a fetish,” I reasoned. “It’s just… the image of you in my head, you’re always wearing them. Even at your brother’s wedding, you wore your glasses. Looking at you now, it almost feels like you’re a different girl without them.”

“Perhaps I feel like a different girl without them,” she replied with a shrug. “But that said: yes, if you want me to wear them next time, I can wear them.”

“Don’t you need them to see? I can tell you’re not wearing contacts right now.”

“I don’t really need glasses. I’m only mildly nearsighted and can get by pretty well without them. When I was an undergrad, I didn’t wear them at all. But my vision is better with my glasses, and of course I was trying to look the part of a studious grad-student-slash-T.A. instead of a stereotypical blonde airhead, so I got in the habit of wearing them all the time. As for Bas’s wedding, I just didn’t really care what all those other people thought.”

I winced at the expression on Skylar’s face, recognizing that I’d kinda killed the mood, and I apologized, “Sorry for bringing it up.”

“No big deal.” Rather than dwell on it, Skylar was quick to get back into the swing of things by making a big production of licking up all my cum off her face like a kitten cleaning herself, and then she reclined back on her elbows and spread her legs, declaring, “I think we need to have a rugmunching competition now. Which one of you two can give me a better orgasm just by eating me?”

“Well, I think Zofi’s got an advantage over me in that regard,” I remarked.

“Actually, you’ve still eaten more different pussies than I have,” Zofi pointed out to me.

I mused on that. “Well you’ve probably spent more time eating seafood than I have.”

“Well, that may have been true, but I’ve been seriously out of practice since leaving for Princeton,” Zofi muttered mournfully before returning her attention to Skylar. “Still, you’re on. What should the reward be?”

“As if tasting my delectable pussy isn’t reward enough in itself?” Skylar teased.

“Ooh, I’ve got it: Skylar goes down on the winner,” I proclaimed.

“As if you haven’t already had her mouth around your dick,” Zofi drawled.

“Well technically that was a titfuck with a little mouth action at the top, not a proper blowjob,” I reasoned. “Besides, even if I win, I’ll graciously concede the reward to you, because that’s what I do.”

Zofi frowned, momentarily trying to decide if she’d actually accept such a concession if I actually won.

“Does it really matter?” Skylar whined. “My pussy’s not gonna eat itself. Less talking! More eating, please! I told you: I’m gonna get my money’s worth!”

I grinned and then asked, “Which one of us do you want to go first?”

“I call dibs!” Zofi announced, raising her hand into the air.

“Well, there you have it,” I conceded, gesturing with one hand. “Dibs are inviolate. I dare not tempt karmic fate by breaking such a sacred law of the universe.”

“Zofi goes down on me while you climb up here and stick your dick in my mouth,” Skylar suggested. “Everybody wins!”

Zofi grinned at me. “She definitely fits right in.”

****

Zofi won the cunnilingus competition. Skylar might’ve been a little biased towards awarding bragging rights to a fellow girl in female solidarity. Or she might’ve been a little too delirious after Zofi gave her an incredible orgasm to really be fully engaged with my oral attention.

Or maybe Skylar simply wanted to go down on Zofi for “the reward” since she’d already given me a blowjob while Zofi had been eating her out from the beginning.

Whatever the reason, I found myself reclining on one side, almost idly exchanging kisses with Zofi and occasionally nursing at her nipples while she held the back of Skylar’s head between her thighs and moaned rapturously at the pleasure the blonde girl gave her.

Zofi was also stroking my thick prick in her hand, which had me locked and loaded for Round Two. And I was feeling amped and energized enough by Skylar’s presence to be reasonably sure I could make it through Round Three as well.

After Skylar ate Zofi to orgasm, the blonde gestured for me to take her place. But rather than push my face into the lissome brunette’s crotch, I mounted up and eased my big dick into the Zofi’s wet box, still spasming from the aftershocks of orgasm. And then it was Skylar’s turn to recline on one side, almost idly exchanging kisses with her new friend and occasionally nursing at Zofi’s nipples as well.

The three of us had a “smashing good time”, as Skylar put it.

I spent some time reclining against my headboard with Skylar riding me reverse-cowgirl so that Zofi could eat her out at the same time.

The blue-eyed beauties stacked themselves together like spoons on their sides at the foot of the bed, Skylar holding Zofi in her arms and reaching around to both play with the brunette’s breasts but also finger Zofi’s clit. The position also put the pair of pussies within mere inches of each other so that I could plunge my prick into one pussy, pull out, and then plunge into the other one, back and forth, over and over and over again, a single thrust at a time. That particular encounter was more “novel” than “stimulating”, for all of us, but there was no denying that we were having a good time.

Then Skylar slid herself under Zofi in sixty-nine. I grasped my treasure’s tiny waist and ran my palms along her compact asscheeks while steadily drilling my dick in and out of her exquisitely pleasurable love canal, all while Skylar lovingly lapped at the lissome brunette’s love button from below. Every now and again, Skylar would push back on my thighs to get me to withdraw from Zofi’s wet box, she’d guide my erection a little lower so that I could enter her mouth upside-down, and I’d push myself part way into her throat (but not all the way), facefucking the gorgeous older blonde for a bit before returning my turgid tool back up to Zofi’s tight teenage twat.

We changed positions again, with Zofi reclining against the pillows cradling Skylar’s head to her loins while I stood at the foot of the bed, taking long lunges in and out of the bent-over blonde’s wet box from behind. I was trying to make Skylar have another orgasm before she made Zofi cum, and I ultimately succeeded.

But when Skylar cried out her climax, her arms and legs collapsed and she flopped over onto her side, curled into a fetal position, and started gasping for oxygen on the verge of passing out. Rather than immediately continue, I paused for a bit to make sure the tweety-birds stopped circling around Skylar’s head, and that all of her marbles were still safely ensconced within her skull. And only after giving my former T.A. a quick peck on the lips did I finally climb back up onto the bed between Zofi’s spread thighs, easing my aching dick back into my darling’s treasure box.

I figured Skylar was done for the night. I knew she hadn’t gotten laid in a long, long time, and almost certainly didn’t have the stamina for a prolonged multi-partner encounter the way the BTC girls and I had become used to. I figured Zofi and I could wrap things up on our own, and with a moment to ourselves to have a one-on-one, I slowed down my pace to enjoy leisurely making love to mój skarbie. Rather than forcefully thrust my way in and pound her pussy at a pell-mell pace, I let our loins join together, melded our two bodies as one, and let our hips roll in unison as we did a horizontal slow-dance of tender affection.

I kept myself propped up on my elbows so that my lovely Zofi wouldn’t have to bear my weight. I brushed long locks of dark hair back from her forehead so they wouldn’t impede my view of her exquisite face and warmly welcoming eyes. She gazed back up at me, enjoying her own view through my eyes – through the windows to my soul.

It felt like Zofi and I could sedately make love for hours, even after all the frantic fucking we’d been doing so far. We exchanged soft kisses in-between nose nuzzles and ear nips. And when I set my forehead down on the mattress to focus inward on the heavenly sensations her body gifted to me, she cradled my head and whispered over and over and over again, “My darling… My darling… My darling…”

“You two are so beautiful together,” Skylar murmured, which made me stop and pick my head up. I’d almost forgotten she was with us for a moment, and when she recognized the look on my face, she gave us both a sheepishly apologetic look for interrupting my reverie.

But Zofi was quick to reach out and grasp Skylar’s hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. And then she instructed the blonde, “Flip around the other way.”

It took a bit for Skylar to realize what Zofi wanted, but after I shifted onto my left side and spooned myself up against the brunette’s back, raising her right leg and then re-inserting my stiff shaft into Zofi’s sweet snatch from behind, Skylar quickly clued in and adjusted her position to complete the sixty-nine.

The three of us were all on our sides with Zofi sandwiched between me and Skylar. And with my thick dick pumping her from one end while Skylar’s agile tongue licked at the other, it didn’t take long to make Zofi cum.

Earlier, I’d assumed that Skylar was the first one done for the night. But as it turned out, Zofi chose to tap out first after that last climax. She crawled up to the head of the bed, reclined regally against the headboard, and gestured for the two of us to finish each other off.

Round Three was starting to seem unnecessary. I’d paced myself pretty well and could probably manage it if duty called. But with Zofi having called it quits and Skylar’s eyesight going a little blurry in a way that had nothing to do with her astigmatism, I thought it quite possible I could leave Skylar a completely satisfied customer with one final epic bang.

So with that in mind, I hooked the blonde’s legs back over my shoulders, gripped her narrow waist in my hands, and really started to lay down the lumber, proceeding to pulverize her poor pussy with every pounding plunge.

Skylar groaned and let her head flop back. Her head had been parked at the edge of the mattress already, and as my forceful thrusts drove her body back, it slipped over the edge and started hanging upside-down.

“Ohhh… Ohhh… Ohhh…” she moaned, closing her eyes and letting all of the sensations wash over her.

A few seconds later, her shoulders started to go over as well, and then her arms flopped back so that her fingers dragged on the floor. With all the blood rushing to her head, she was helpless to resist as I fucked the everliving shit outta her like a ragdoll, ramming my rigid rod in and out of her convulsing cunt like a freight train.

“Ohhhuuunnnggghhh…” she groaned unintelligibly. “Ffffuuuucccckkkkmmmmeeee…”

I fucked her.

I fucked her hard.

“Ssssooooffffuuuucccckkkkiiiinnnnggggggggoooooooodddd…” she groaned, completely at my mercy. She continued to slip over the edge, so I had to adjust my grip and drag her body a few inches back up onto the mattress with me. But rather than let up a single bit, I simply hammered her harder and harder and HARDER so that her body started slipping right back over the edge.

“Uuuuhhhhnnnngggghhhh…” she groaned, limp and unresisting as I now used her lush, buxom body as my personal masturbatory device. She was a living blow-up doll flopping around and half-hanging over the side of my bed. I continuously crammed my concrete-hard cock in and out of her clenching cunt.

“Ohmiggggaaaawwwwdddd… I can’t… I can’t… It’s soooooooo ggggoooooooodddd… It’s sooooooo--  EEEEEKKKKK!!!”

Skylar squealed as she suddenly found herself falling as I lost my grip on her waist. Her skin was sweaty and slick, and I’d been hammering her just a little too hard, and all of a sudden her body was being pulled down by the inexorable force of gravity.

But I didn’t let her fall. My hands may have slipped off her waist, but I dug my fingernails into her thighs and upper ass, gripping fiercely with no intention to let go. I roared a primal yell as I jerked my body backwards and twisted myself to the side, reversing Skylar’s course and abruptly yanking her onto the mattress with me. Her lower back first hit the edge of the mattress to my left, and with a second heave I managed to bring her body all the way up so that her head landed on one of my pillows. And then while she was still a little bit in shock from the adrenaline rush, I split her legs, fisted my cock, and slammed myself right back inside.

“FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!” Skylar howled as she abruptly tightened up and came, the combination of sensations and euphoria hitting her all at once.

“FF-FF-UU-UU-CK-CK-MM-MM-EE-EE-EE-EE!!!” she screamed in staccato rhythm to my zero-to-sixty ramming as I rabbit-humped her like an out-of-control oil derrick. “FUCK-FUCK-FUCK-FUCK-FUCK-FUCK-MMMEEEEEEEEE!!!”

And then it was my turn.

“AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!” I growled before I slammed forward exactly three more times, each time blasting a wad of built-up sperm straight into the back of the honey-blonde babe’s womb.

“AAARRRGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH! AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!”

“FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!” Skylar howled one more time as she quivered beneath me, still cumming herself. And together our two bodies thrashed and quaked and shuddered in erratic, unsynchronized convulsions while she clutched at me with all four limbs and soaked in the sensations of me blowing buckets of spooge straight into her steaming snatch that flowed and flowed and FLOWED like a tidal wave of pure sperm that seemingly went on without end.

And then we both collapsed.

Steam seemed to visibly pour off our bodies into the chilly winter air. We were both incredibly sweaty, probably stinky, and completely wiped out. Skylar’s arms and legs fell away, no longer possessing the energy to continue clutching me. But I remained slumped down against her spent, sweaty body, in no hurry whatsoever to pull out.

I’d waited a long time for this, and I wanted to savor every moment.

Likewise, Skylar seemed utterly content to let me lay there for as long as I wanted. Her eyes were closed but she wore a silly smile on her face, moaning lightly. And after a minute, she muttered, “I think I’ve wasted my entire life on older men. Bloody hell, Matty, that was the greatest fuck of my life…”

“I aim to please,” I mumbled, my face still buried into the pillow.

“And please me you did.” At last she found the energy to wrap her arms back around my head and shoulders, and when I found the energy to turn my face to hers, she gave me a giddy grin. “Definitely got my money’s worth.”

“Glad to hear it.”

Skylar’s light blue eyes sparkled. “So how long until you can get it up for Round Three?”

****

I felt something tickle my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

“Mmph!” somebody grunted, and as I sat up, I realized I’d just shoved my dick an inch into a girl’s throat. She didn’t quite handle it, pulling off my prick and then coughing twice. But as I started to flutter my eyelids open, she bent over and slurped my shaft back into her mouth, exhaling slowly while pushing my prickhead past her gag reflex and into her throat again, although this time at her own pace. And I could feel her lips descending inch after inch after inch until she’d made it almost all the way down.

Only then was I able to open my eyes and glance down the length of my torso. Skylar stared up at me, her light-blue eyes afire – and slightly covered by her eyeglasses. She was achingly beautiful and undoubtedly sexy, especially with her pouty lips wrapped around my meat.

It was everything I’d fantasized about and more.

After I gave her a warm smile and reached up to caress her cheek, she smiled back and then pulled her head all the way up and off, gasping for breath in a way that made her bare-naked breasts heave and sway enticingly. And after watching my eyes briefly yo-yo down and then return to her face, she gave me a beaming smile of contentment that lit up the room on a cloudy day.

“Pretty good for your first time,” Zofi remarked approvingly. “As I understand it, every other girl gagged on the first try except for Mari, I think.”

Skylar pulled her face off my prick again, taking a deep breath while continuing to stroke my shaft. And after she’d recovered, she muttered in resignation, “I still gagged, too.”

“But you got right back on rather than sit up and keep dry-retching,” Zofi pointed out. “I couldn’t do that.”

“You couldn’t?”

Zofi shook her head. “My first try went pretty much like yours. Gagged a little when he did that reflexive thrust thing, and I pulled my head off to cough. When I put him back in my mouth after that, I just stayed up nibbling around his mushroom head. But you immediately went right back down and tried to deep-throat him.”

“Emphasis on the word ‘tried’.” Skylar paused her stroking and glanced at my upright column with a rueful sigh. “I’ve finished a deep-throat before, but never on a weapon like this. You definitely got to more virgin territory down my throat, Matty.”

I blinked. “I’ll take that as a… a compliment?”

Skylar grinned and sped up her stroking again. “I’m taking it as a challenge. You’re gonna get a lot of blowjobs over the next few weeks while I practice.”

“Poor dear…” Zofi pouted mockingly, her blue eyes twinkling.

I shrugged and replied, “I look forward to you practicing, as often or as little as you like. No pressure.”

“Seriously, no pressure,” Zofi agreed. “I’ve never deep-throated him nor ever felt particularly inclined to try. Never gave him another alarm clock BJ after that first one, come to think of it. I definitely didn’t like gagging on him - once was enough – and Matty’s never even mentioned me trying again.”

“At least you tried it once,” Skylar remarked, pausing her stroking again as she eyed my erection. “There are soooo many things the girls have talked about that I want to try. I’ve done the alarm clock blowjob now, but I want to sleep in cuddled together like spoons with his hand on my bare breast and his big sausage hot-dogging my buns. I want to feel Matty’s morning wake-up call: pushing himself into me from behind while I’m still asleep.”

“Didn’t you say you only sleep in your own bed, period?” I queried with a smirk.

“You’re worth making an exception for,” Skylar replied warmly before moving up, leaning down to mash her big boobies against my cheeks, and then giving me a fierce kiss.

Zofi giggled while watching us snog.

Eventually, Skylar sat back up and sighed. “You make me want to try everything. Sleep in somebody else’s bed. Let Matty’s Little Cumslut slurp a creampie outta my sodden holes and snowball his load back to me. Pick out rainbow-colored lingerie and line up with all the other girls to have him come ravage me.”

My dick jerked a little in Skylar’s hand, making both girls giggle.

“I want to climb onto this absolutely gorgeous dick as often as it is available,” she purred, stroking my shaft again.

“It’s available right now,” I drawled.

“Good point.” Without further ado, the busty blonde bombshell crawled forward, straddled my lap, and slowly sank herself down the upright column she held in her hand. She’d tightened up overnight and only made it down as far as the top of her fist. But after a few more up-and-down lunges, she’d stretched out enough and lubed up my prick to let go and sedately sink herself all the way down.

“Mmm… fuck that hits the spot…” Skylar groaned with the blissful euphoria of slowly slipping into a warm bubble bath at the end of a long day.

“So does this mean I can tell Neevie you’re officially joining The BTC?” Zofi asked encouragingly as she slid herself behind the blonde, hugging her gently and nibbling on her neck while reaching around to fondle Skylar’s naked body.

“I think so…” Skylar sighed. “I want to hang out by the pool calling dibs for backrubs. I want to sit around the living room studying for my classes until one of the girls decides it’s time for a special ‘study break’. I want to take turns prepping meals for more than one person and then get to relax and let someone else feed me on the other days. I want to have friends again, the way I used to when I was a happy undergrad with no responsibility other than to do my best to get good grades.”

“Then why didn’t you join The BTC before?” Zofi asked. “Neevie said she’d given you a standing offer, but you always resisted.”

Skylar sighed. “I did resist, for a number of reasons. I felt like I didn’t belong and wouldn’t fit in – being too old for one thing.”

“Age is just a number,” I volunteered. “And I think you fit in just fine, doesn’t she, Zofi?”

“I think she fits in great,” Zofi agreed, nuzzling Skylar’s neck and caressing the blonde’s breasts.

“There were also… other reasons,” Skylar muttered, glancing over her shoulder at Zofi before shrugging at me. “But all that’s in the past now, and I’m moving on with my life. I don’t know if I’ll have time to be a full-fledged member of The BTC, and I’m still at a very different place in my life than all you college freshmen, but I’m tired of being lonely. I miss having good friends willing to listen to me complain about my day, ready to reassure me they’re on my side.”

“We ARE on your side,” I assured her.

Skylar grinned. “Yeah, like that.”

“He’s only saying that because you’ve got your pussy wrapped around his dick,” Zofi quipped.

Skylar snorted a quick laugh and gave Zofi a wry grin. “Do I need to get off?”

“Nope.” I grabbed her hips and pinned her down against me. “You’re good right where you are.”

“I dunno. I understand you’ve got a particular affinity for anal sex.” Skylar’s eyebrows arched. “Are you sure you wouldn’t want me to switch holes right now?”

I could tell Skylar was making a genuine offer, but there was an undercurrent of tension in her voice. So rather than immediately agree that I’d love for her to switch holes, I instead replied, “I’d never ask or expect you to do something you weren’t a hundred percent comfortable with. That’s the bedrock foundation of The BTC. Nobody has to do anything they’re not comfortable doing.”

Skylar pursed her lips, looking defensive. “It’s not that I wouldn’t be comfortable…” Her voice trailed off after that last word, and then she grimaced and sighed. “Actually, that’s the key word right there. I really DO want to do everything all the other girls do for you, and I’m not an anal virgin, but you’ve got an intimidatingly big dick, Matty. I could barely wrap my fingers all the way around it. And I’m not sure how… comfortable… it would be trying to fit that monster up my tailpipe.”

“Yeah… ‘comfortable’ isn’t the word I would use for letting Matty up your butt,” Zofi agreed.

“Spoken from experience?” Skylar asked.

When Zofi winced, I reached my hand to grasp hers. “Mój skarbie… You know you never have to--”

“Of course I know I don’t have to,” Zofi interrupted me. “But I chose to share that part of me because that’s how much I love you. It wasn’t comfortable, but I was comfortable enough. And it meant so much to me that I was able to please you in that way.”

Skylar grimaced. “Yeah… you’re not exactly reassuring me,” she muttered. “Neevie made it sound like it was so easy to fit him in her sacred core.”

“Every girl is built a little differently,” I stated reasonably.

Skylar chuckled. “And a guy who gets around like you do would certainly know.”

I shrugged noncommittally.

Skylar’s eyes narrowed. “I want to ask how difficult it is for the other girls to fit you up their arses, but I get the feeling that’s a question you’d only answer diplomatically.”

I blinked, thought about it, and repeated, “Every girl is built a little differently.”

“Thank you for proving my point. Zofi?”

Zofi giggled and shook her head. “You’ll have to ask that question of the girls yourself.”

“Fine,” Skylar sighed with a pout.

“Seriously though, gauging yourself with different sized buttplugs really does help,” Zofi added with an apologetic wince.

Skylar winced as well. “I’ll think about it, but the expression on your face isn’t very reassuring.”

I chimed in, “Please understand that I would never expect you to--”

“Yeah-yeah-yeah,” Skylar cut me off.

“You really should talk to the other girls about it,” Zofi suggested. “Tomorrow is Christmas, but you know Matty’s driving down to our hometown later in the week as well. Perhaps you’ll come join us?”

Skylar winced. “I’ve got to get back to work.”

“You’ve got to work during winter break?”

“I have deadlines due before the end of the month. I’ve allowed myself the weekend to decompress from the school year and find some… ah… stress relief, but I can’t put the rest of my life on hold forever.”

Zofi nodded her understanding. “I think I’m going to head home early, then.”

“Wait, what?” I picked my head up while Zofi slipped out from behind Skylar and pivoted to swing her legs off the side of the bed. “You just got here! And I thought you were staying with me until Monday morning and then we’d drive down together.”

“I told Neevie I’d keep you company until Monday morning because we all wanted to make sure you didn’t have to sleep alone until then,” Zofi explained while sliding off the bed and standing up. “But now you’ve got Skylar, and if she’s got a ticking clock before she has to go back to the real world, I think it would be best to let the two of you have this time to yourselves.”

“No, don’t go,” Skylar insisted, reaching out to grab Zofi’s hand. “The last thing I’d want is for you to feel like I’m kicking you out.”

“Of course I know you’re not kicking me out,” Zofi reassured her. “It’s Christmas Eve and I’m perfectly happy to go home to my parents. Besides, it’s your first weekend together, and I know exactly how precious one-on-one time with Matty can be. You should take advantage of this opportunity while you can, because once winter break is over and all the girls come back to Berkeley, you’re gonna have at most a one-fifth piece of him.”

“Once winter break is over, you’re going to fly back to Princeton and won’t even have a one-fifth piece. Seriously, Zofi. Stay.” Skylar’s grin turned a little lascivious. “Besides, who else is gonna lick my clit while I’m riding Matty reverse-cowgirl?”

“There will be lots of opportunities for threesomes and moresomes over the next few weeks, with a lot more girls. Neevie invited you to Mammoth, didn’t she?” Zofi inquired with a teasing smirk, squeezing Skylar’s hand.

“Well… yes…” Skylar admitted. “I mean, I’ll still have a ton of work to… well… I suppose if I get most of those documents turned in before the end of the month… and if they have good enough internet at the cabin… I… uhhh… well, perhaps.”

“I’ll tell Neevie you said ‘yes’,” Zofi confirmed with a nod, squeezing Skylar’s hand one more time before letting go and standing up straight. She stretched her lithe and limber arms out and took a deep breath, noticed that both Skylar and I were staring quite appreciatively at her nubile, naked body, and then spun around in a graceful pirouette that sped up quickly as she brought her hands together over her head and then finished with a proper bow.

But before Zofi could walk away or start to hunt around for her clothes, Skylar reached a hand out to her and beckoned for the brunette to return. “I’ll say ‘yes’ to the Mammoth trip if you come back here, mount up on Matty reverse-cowgirl, and let me lick your clit.”

Zofi blinked and grinned, already returning back to the bed. “Deal.”

****

My treasure did mount up on me reverse-cowgirl, and she let Skylar lick her clit while doing so. In the end I set my head down, planted my feet flat, and really crunched my abs to thrust my sword skyward over and over again while gripping Zofi’s big breasts in my palms and the blonde buffing the hell out of the brunette’s budding clit. And after mój skarbie and I cried out in simultaneous climax, Skylar was only too happy to hoover out the creampie.

But afterwards, Zofi took a shower, packed up her things, gave us both kisses goodbye, and held my cheek while telling me, “I’ll see you later, darling.”

Skylar and I walked her out to the front porch and waved goodbye as Zofi drove her dad’s Audi back home. And I felt a warm and fuzzy feeling in my belly when she took hold of my hand to lead me back inside the house.

That warm and fuzzy feeling in my belly turned into a hot and bothered kind of flush when Skylar led me by the hand back upstairs, stripped off the borrowed sweatpants and t-shirt she’d taken from my closet to have something to wear outside, and left the articles of clothing in a trail leading into my bathroom. I started to follow her, but she put a hand to my chest and told me to wait outside, much to my confusion.

But then she started up the shower and closed the door…

… without letting it latch.

And the door cracked back open an inch.

I chuckled and shook my head. She’d plainly told me to wait outside, and even used those exact words: wait outside. But I understood a little better now when girls wanted me to deliberately disobey such orders, so as soon as I heard her pull back the curtain and step inside the tub, I went ahead and opened the door to go in after her.

“Finally!,” she exclaimed in (mock?) exasperation. Skylar’s light-blue eyes glittered as she stared at me through the transparent plastic curtain, already soaping up her bare-naked body and leaving soapy bubbles all over her creamy skin.

I folded my arms and leaned against the doorjamb to enjoy the view, a shit-eating grin on my face. She made a big show of it, caressing every square inch of her absofriggin’ incredible body and profiling herself for maximum sex appeal.

And then I went in and fucked her brains out against the wall.

Neither of us put any clothes on for the rest of the day.

I made breakfast for both of us, including a bowl of fresh fruit with sliced strawberries, blueberries, and bananas. Skylar carried the bowl with her over to the living room, laid down on one of the couches, and started decorating her naked skin with strawberry slices. I had a really good time eating them off of her, especially the ones on her boobs. And she kept putting more strawberries on her nipples every time I slurped one up.

She started shoving blueberries into her pussy and made me fish them out with my tongue. I chuckled to myself, a bit surprised she could be so kinky, and then settled in to enjoy my meal. I ran out of blueberries partway through, but she didn’t seem interested in cramming in more. She merely held my head and thrashed around, squalling and squealing until her thighs boxed my ears and she soaked my face with her orgasmic juices.

And then she offered to shove a banana up my butt.

The suggestion did not go over well, but she literally could NOT stop laughing for three minutes, as she kept pointing a finger at me while crying, “The look on your face! The look on your face!”

Har-har.

Eventually she got her laughter under control, and after wiping tears from her eyes, she clucked her tongue and muttered, “Poor baby. Let mama make it up to you.”

I blinked twice. “Referencing my mother is NOT going to help the situation.”

Skylar started laughing again.

Eventually, she got her laughter under control (again), and after wiping tears from her eyes (again), she gestured for me to come to her and instructed, “Just sit down. I wanna practice trying to deep-throat you.”

I sat down.

It didn’t take long for me to get hard again within the warm, wet confines of Skylar’s mouth. She probed her gag reflex several times but couldn’t quite deep-throat me, repeatedly getting hung up with a couple of inches still to go.

I didn’t know how many men Skylar had been with in her life, and I had zero intention of ever asking, but to be perfectly honest, I thought that Skylar must not be a very experienced cocksucker. Her technique was rudimentary, she didn’t seem to have a variety of tricks, and while her obvious enthusiasm would certainly get the job done, she lacked the finesse I’d come to expect from all of the other girls.

Perhaps they’d simply had more practice than Skylar did after spending all their time with me, and I resolved to get the other girls to include her in one of their group “teaching” sessions.

That said, there was no such thing as a bad blowjob, and if I’d let her continue, I would’ve certainly blasted off in her mouth. But before we got that far, I rubbed the top of her honey-blonde head and told her, “Climb on. I want to be inside you.”

She climbed on, and we had a very pleasant makeout session right there on the couch with the busty blonde bombshell impaled in my lap. Neither of us was in any hurry to cum after sex with Zofi in the morning, sex in the shower, and me fishing blueberries out of her coochie. But neither of us was interested in spending a whole lot of time with our sexual organs NOT intimately joined, either. We were still within the first twenty-four hours of being together, after all.

But eventually I grabbed Skylar’s bubble butt, dug my fingernails into her flesh, and helped her wring out an orgasm with her clit grinding down against my pelvic bone. Then as soon as she finished shaking and shuddering in my lap, I rolled us over, yanked her ass to the edge of the cushion, and pinned the blonde’s legs back by her ears so I could jackhammer my big dick in and out of her creaming cunt at hyperspeed until I pulled out at the last second, parked my throbbing cockhead right in front of her glasses, and hosed down her entire face with my slimy seed.

And all that happened before twelve noon.

We lounged on the couch together with my back in the corner and my legs separated to the sides so that Skylar could recline back against my chest with her head pillowed on my shoulder. We shared a big bowl of popcorn while channel surfing, only watching fifteen or twenty minutes at a time before we’d get distracted into starting up another makeout session.

At least they remained only makeout sessions, and she didn’t try to have sex with me again. Well, until somewhere around three o’clock when Skylar tied her hair back with a hair band and declared that she needed more deep-throating practice.

That time we finished with me banging her doggy-style against the backrest until I pulled out and splattered my load all over her bubble butt. I wanted to stop and take a photograph of the sight of my pearly jism coating Skylar Sutcliffe’s globes in strings and globs.

It was everything I’d fantasized about and more.

At that point, Skylar insisted that she was done for the weekend. She’d already had more sex within a twenty-four-hour period than she’d ever had in her life, and she was starting to feel sore.

At least, that was what she’d decided up until about four-thirty when our next makeout session led to us rolling off the couch and onto the floor. She pinned me flat on my back and flipped around into a sixty-nine, reasoning that my tongue would cause less chafing than my cock, and then proceeded to practice deep-throating my dick in an inverted position. But after I ate her out to another orgasm, she flipped back around, whined about the unfairness of it all that she was simply addicted to my dick and couldn’t help herself, and then almost gingerly sat back down on my schlong and rode me athletically while rubbing her own clit until she screamed out yet another orgasm, her convulsing cunt milking my cock until I spat out a fresh batch of sperm into the back of her womb.

Dinner was from a local Thai joint that catered to students and would remain open until 2am every night, which wasn’t really relevant given that it was only six o’clock, but it meant that I had their paper menu held on my refrigerator with a magnet. I dared Skylar to answer the door naked, but she really wasn’t into showing off her skin and got totally petrified. So of course “Safe Matty” would never pressure her into doing so.

Conversely, Skylar was more than happy to pressure me into answering the door naked. And although I reasoned that no delivery guy would ever want to see another dude answer the door without clothes on, I settled for holding a pillow over my crotch as I opened the door, handed the guy his money along with an extra tip, and apologized by saying, “I lost a bet.”

The college-aged dude snickered, gave me a thumbs up, and left.

By the time I’d turned around, Skylar had already draped pad see ew noodles over her naked chest and expressly forbade me from trying to pick up any of them with the cheap wooden chopsticks.

“What’s next?” I quipped. “Are you gonna shove an eggroll up your pussy?”

“I can shove the eggroll up your arse,” Skylar shot back.

She literally could NOT stop laughing for four minutes, as she kept pointing a finger at me while crying, “The look on your face! The look on your face!”

Har-har.

With her chest covered in mixed pad see ew and pad thai sauce, Skylar certainly needed another shower. I personally made triple-sure that her breasts were squeaky clean, and I even conducted (several) taste tests to validate their cleanliness. And I didn’t stop there.

She insisted that her pussy was too sore to take another pounding, but after spending five minutes with me rubbing and caressing every square inch of her fantastically naked body while ostensibly “cleaning” her, she changed her mind again. I think it was the scalp massage that really put her in the mood.

“Push it back in me, Matty,” Skylar groaned while letting her head loll over my shoulder with my meaty paws still grabbing and squeezing her big tits, feeling my iron-hard cock sandwiched between her buns while the shower’s spray cascaded all around us.

“Thought you said you were gonna be sore,” I muttered. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“I’ll deal with the soreness tomorrow. Right now? Push that gorgeous cock back in me,” she husked with a throaty growl.

I pushed my gorgeous cock back in her. And after she came, she spun around, squatted down, and had me fuck her big, soapy breasts until I gave her a pearl necklace.

After the shower, I made a point of bringing the hair dryer into my room, sitting Skylar down at the edge of the bed, and blow drying her hair for her. She remained silently contemplative the whole time I did so, and I wondered how much she remembered of Friday night when I’d first done this for her.

It would seem that she remembered enough, given the way she gave me an almost shy smile over her shoulder when I was finished. After leaning in, she gave me the sweetest, most tender kiss she’d ever given me. And then gently pushed me back on my bed.

Having lost track of the number of orgasms we’d each already had, neither of us was in any hurry to move beyond kissing. I fondled her bare ass and enjoyed the freedom to explore her body’s wonderland without restraint after so many months of being kept at arm’s length. But for the most part we didn’t do much more than kiss, and in the end she set her head down on my chest and cuddled me close.

We must’ve been more worn-out than I would’ve thought, because we both dozed off. I woke up at some point feeling a little bit cold, with Skylar sleeping against my side and nestled in my arms. I released her body only long enough to turn off the nightstand lamp, grab the blankets from the other half of the bed, and fold them over us like a taco. And then I closed my eyes and returned to sleep.

The midnight air was cold against my right cheek when my eyes opened back up, the pillow reassuringly warm against my left. Having fallen asleep in the early evening, I’d slumbered for what would amount to little more than an extended nap and probably wouldn’t go back to sleep easily. But I had little interest in getting out of bed.

So I snuggled deeper into the covers and their cocooning heat while pressing my bare chest against Skylar’s equally bare back, skin-to-skin. As my senses came alive, the fingers of my right hand reflexively squeezed the large breast I was currently palming, her erect nipple a hard nub between my fingers. My left arm snaked beneath her pillow, with the hand dangling off the edge of the bed. Reflexively, I ground my morning wood (is it still called morning wood?) into the cleft of her bare buttocks. And after closing my eyes and breathing deeply, I let my head roll forward to push my nose into her honey-blonde hair, smelling her sweet fragrance.

“Push it back in me, Matty,” Skylar mumbled softly out of the silence of the night. The room was almost completely dark, with only a bit of moonlight filtering around the perimeter of the curtains.

I blinked my eyes back open in surprise to hear her voice, having not realized she was awake.

“Are you feeling sore?” I asked tentatively.

“I want to feel you in me, and I’m not yet ready to try the other hole. Just push it in me, Matty. Please?”

I worried that she wouldn’t be properly lubricated, especially after the shower. She wouldn’t even have my previous load in there. But when I slid my hand around her thigh and dipped my middle fingertip to test the waters, so to speak, I found her still quite damp. So I went ahead and adjusted the angle of my hips, bringing up my dick between her legs and then letting her take over guiding my cockhead into her moist folds.

And then I slid myself inside.

We didn’t start fucking right away. Once I had buried every last inch inside of her, Skylar exhaled, stretched for a second, and then reached back with her right arm to hold my ass and clutch me close. I nuzzled her shoulder with my lips and nose, kissing her bare skin affectionately. And she sighed a weary sigh that spoke of a very long day of physical exertion and mental turmoil.

“Matty…?” Her tone caught me by surprise. She panted softly, her body had gone tense, and there was an unexpected quiver in her voice.

“I’m right here,” I told her reassuringly, projecting calm strength and rock-solid support while I lovingly stroked her side.

“I’m… I’m scared,” she breathed in a near-silent whisper.

“What are you scared of?”

“I… I think I love you.”

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