The Big Tits Club: Chapter 2

-- CHAPTER 2: Holly --

While the four of them were gone, the rest of us paused the movie and sat around in semi-uncomfortable silence. Alice and Mari were oblivious, asking, “What happened?” But neither Naimh nor I could give them an answer, but I excused myself to go to the kitchen for a drink of water and Naimh came with me.

I did get a glass of water while Naimh declined a glass of her own. She looked around to make sure the coast was clear before leaning into my body while I braced myself against the counter. She nuzzled her nose against mine for a moment before puckering up and giving me a quick kiss, slipping her tongue into mine for just a moment. That was about as far as we’d ever gone, and she didn’t continue. But she did ask, “Was that the first time a girl’s ever given you a handjob?”

I blushed and nodded.

Her tongue flicked across her upper lip for a moment and a twinkle came into her emerald green eyes. “I would’ve given you one a long time ago if it wasn’t for The Rule.”

“Last I checked, The Rule was that none of you can date me. There’s no rule that says ‘Nobody gives Matty a handjob’.”

She giggled and nodded slowly. “That’s a good point. Of course, I was told what started The Rule in the first place was Zofi giving you kissing lessons or something.”

“True.” I nodded and sighed. “While the letter of the law spells out ‘dating’, I’m pretty sure the spirit of the law has more to do with not doing anything that would disrupt the balance of the BTC.”

“Well if we ALL start giving you handjobs, the BTC would remain in balance, wouldn’t you say so?”

I grinned. “I like the way you think.”

Naimh looked regretful. “If only…” She stood up straight and took a step back.

I sighed and nodded reluctantly. We both knew it would never happen like that, but it was nice to dream.

With a frown, Naimh gave me a sad look. “Maybe I should leave the BTC. Then I can be an outsider like Holly and give you all the handjobs I want. Or more.” She leaned forward into my body again, and I automatically wrapped my arms around her.

Damn she smelled good. I stroked her spine and stared deep into her eyes. They were inviting, beckoning me, so I bent over and kissed her quickly, with just a little bit of tongue. But I didn’t linger and pulled away before things got out of hand.

“Mmm…” Naimh sighed. “You have no idea how much I wanna take your virginity.”

Yes, I was a virgin. Most of us were. Unless something had happened without one of the girls telling me, Belle, Mari, Alice, and Zofi all still had their cherries. Sam had slept with a football jock twice during the fall of junior year, and had a drunken one-night stand in the spring with a college guy at some party. The way she said it, all three encounters had left her unfulfilled and feeling used, and she’d been far more careful about how much alcohol she drank ever since. There was her Junior Prom date, though, that I wasn’t a hundred percent sure about. Naimh had told everyone she’d slept pretty regularly with her boyfriend back in Ireland. But since arriving in America five months ago and joining the BTC, there hadn’t been any boys worth going all the way with.

In a way it was true what they said about the BTC being a bunch of prick-teases. Six girls with amazing racks hung out together and liked to flirt, but none of them were putting out. Alice and Mari had never even dated, and while Sam, Zofi, Belle, and Naimh had all dated and been able to refer to a guy as her “boyfriend”, for the moment at least, none of them were currently seeing anybody.

“You could have me, you know,” Naimh said quietly, her lips inches away from mine. “I’d fuck you in a heartbeat if it wasn’t for The Rule.”

“Neevie…” I mumbled quietly, a bit of a plea in my tone for her to not tease me right now.

“I’m serious.”

“I know you are. That’s what scares me.” Damn I wanted her, I really did. Sam and her massive mammaries had been my most frequent fapping fantasy for years, but ever since Naimh’s arrival she’d taken over the top spot. I really had been smitten the first time I laid eyes on her, the most gorgeous girl I'd ever seen, and the feeling seemed to be mutual. But as much as I masturbated to thoughts of pinning the busty redhead beneath my heaving body and having my way with her, I valued the BTC too much to risk ruining it all by actually having sex with one of them. “Think of the others. Think of your friends.”

With a sigh, Naimh closed her eyes and pushed her hands off the countertop, propelling herself away from me. Without another word, she turned and walked out of the kitchen, heading back into the family room.

I stayed in the kitchen until I’d drained every last drop from my glass of water. By then, my erection had deflated most of the way so that even in my gym shorts it wouldn’t grab so much attention. Only then did I finally return.

****

Twenty minutes after they’d left, Sam, Belle, Zofi, and Holly returned to the family room. They collectively brushed aside the whole incident as no big deal, and while Sam made half-hearted suggestions that we should just forget the whole thing happened and finish the movie, the others figured the mood had passed and it was time to go home. It wasn’t like this would be the last time the BTC would all be together, and we could always finish the movie another night.

One-by-one the girls came to hug me goodbye. Half of them pecked me on the cheek and the other half pecked me on the lips. Alice gave me a fist bump. Sam, Zofi, and Holly were the first to drive off. Alice and Naimh were next. Belle and Mari walked over to Belle’s place. And once again I was all alone in my big empty house. I had no idea where Mother was, nor did I really worry. She usually came home quite late, even on a Friday night.

I headed upstairs to shower and change. It was only 7:30pm, far too early for an 18-year-old guy to go to sleep. The first two days of school were all orientation and going over the syllabus, so we didn’t have any actual homework yet. So I figured this would be as good a time as any to settle into bed, make sure the box of tissues was nearby, and start recalling some fond memories from the spank bank. I especially had fresh memories of holding the first two naked breasts of my entire life: Holly’s left boob and Naimh’s right one. Plus, I could still vividly remember the way Holly had been holding my dick in her hand, jacking it slowly underneath the blanket. So wrapping my hands around my fresh erection, I closed my eyes and started stroking myself with the same rhythm.

That’s when the doorbell rang. I frowned and opened my eyes, my hand still on my dick, not quite sure I heard what I’d thought I heard. But after a minute of silence, the doorbell rang again. So after pulling up my pajama pants and throwing on a tee shirt, I hopped out of bed, went back downstairs, and peered through the front door’s peephole.

A blue-haired pretty girl stood outside, looking a little nervous as she hugged herself. I opened the door quickly, greeting, “Holly! Hey! What’s up?”

She gave me a coy smile, squeezed her arms beneath her boobs enough to press her cleavage together a little more in her V-neck shirt, and said, “Can I come in?”

“Yeah, sure, of course.”

I stepped aside and waved her in before closing the door behind her. But as soon as the door latched, I found myself spun around and slammed against it as Holly launched herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and mashing her lips onto mine. A second after that, her tongue penetrated my mouth, seeking out mine while she moaned in obvious heat.

But two seconds after that, I came to my senses and broke the kiss, muttering, “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Holly!”

“It’s alright,” she whimpered, reaching for the hem of her shirt and whipping it over her head. She’d put on a bra at some point, but just when I realized that she reached behind herself to slip the catch and started pulling that off as well. “The girls said it was okay.”

I blinked twice. “They did?”

“Well, Sam, Zofi, and Belle. They agreed I’m allowed to fuck you.”

My eyes went WIDE. “Umm, what?”

“They feel bad for constantly teasing you but never letting you get any farther. They know none of them can upset the balance of the BTC by messing around with you, but since I’m not in the BTC, they said it’s okay.” While saying all this, Holly left her shirt and bra in the foyer and tugged me by the hands, slowly backing up into the living room. Her big 34D boobs wobbled enticingly, calling me like mythical sirens to a sailor, and I followed after them.

“I’m not going to take you from them,” she continued. “I don’t actually want to date you or anything, to take up your time or otherwise prevent you from hanging out with your friends. I’m not really the settle-down-with-a-steady-boyfriend type. But oh my GAWD what you did to me with that backrub lit a fire in my pussy that’s not gonna get quenched until I feel every inch of your big dick plugging me fucking FULL.”

“Uhhh…” I muttered stupidly, a little too much happening at once for me to process.

By now, Holly got me right in front of a couch. I’d gone a little soft coming down the stairs after my aborted masturbation session, but had stiffened right back up from Holly’s kiss and the sight of her bare naked breasts. Telling me she wanted to feel every inch of my big dick in her pussy was just icing on the cake, and I was pitching a pretty big tent in my pajama pants.

Or at least, I had been. Holly yanked both my pants and boxers down to my ankles before pushing me down into a seated position. And then she knelt on the rug, jacked my shaft a couple of times, and before I realized what was happening, she shoved the first four inches of my dick into her mouth.

Oh. My. GAWD.

I was getting a blowjob.

I was getting an actual blowjob.

Holy crap, I was getting a fucking BLOWJOB.

Neon blue hair bobbed up and down in my lap, rapidly revealing the majority of my big cock before abruptly making it disappear once again. She looked up at me with those twinkling hazel eyes, observing the rapturous expressions crossing my face. The girls had always raved about how much they loved my backrubs and how they made them feel so amazing inside, and yet I couldn’t really understand exactly how I made them feel.

But if it felt anything like the feelings Holly was giving me right now, well, let’s just say it suddenly made a lot more sense why the girls constantly asked me to give them backrubs.

“Oh my gawd, Holly. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck!” I groaned, unable to process the overwhelming sensations. Her blowjob was soooo much better than masturbation, and I couldn’t get a grip on what was happening to me. I tried to put my hand on top of her head but my arm wouldn’t work right. I just sort of melted into the couch, throwing my head back and letting it loll left and right while I tried to get my vision to stop swimming. And all too soon, I felt my balls beginning to coil.

“Shit-shit-shit-shit-shit,” I stuttered, completely at wit’s end. But I had just enough presence of mind to exclaim, “I’m gonna cum! You’re gonna make me cum!”

Holly popped off my prick for a few precious seconds, jacking my shaft in her right hand while grinning up at me. “How do you want to blow? You want me to swallow it? You wanna cum all over my face? Maybe blast all over these big tits you keep staring at?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I howled, every one of those options sounding absolutely awesome.

Holly laughed and went back to sucking me, gnawing on the knob while continuing to stroke the shaft. And in the end, I did all three.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna… Eeeyarrrghhh!!!” I screamed as my dick erupted. The first two shots the blue-haired beauty took straight into her mouth. After that, she pulled back and ducked down so that my next two shots hit her forehead before gravity started pulling the creamy ribbons downward. And finally she sat up straight, milking out the rest of my sticky sperm all over the upper slopes of her big breasts.

I watched all this happen, scarcely believing it was real. As of this afternoon I had never even touched a girl’s bare nipple nor had my dick handled by anyone but myself. Tonight I’d watch myself cum in and all over a hot girl’s pretty face. And then suddenly it was all over, and my head dropped over the backrest as my chest heaved in a desperate plea for oxygen.

“Holy shit, Matt,” Holly chuckled. “You came buckets. Was that your first ever blowjob? You held out longer than I would have thought.”

I managed to nod wearily, eventually summoning the strength to pick my head up and look down at her again. Even though I’d just cum thirty seconds ago, I felt myself starting to get hard again at the sight of such a pretty girl scooping my jizz off her face and tits and popping her cream-coated fingers into her mouth, sucking on them with relish.

“Mmm, I love the taste of cum,” she said with a giggle. “I’d give more blowjobs, but I don’t want to get a reputation as a slut. But you’re not the type of guy who’d blab to his friends, right? Well, actually, the whole BTC is gonna know about this soon enough. But you’re not gonna tell any guys about this, right?”

I shook my head fervently. If my silence was the price to pay for such incredible feelings, I would happily pay it.

“Good to know. Then we can probably do this again a bunch more times.” She flashed me a pixie wink while suckling on her index finger. There was a tissue box on the corner table, and she grabbed a few to finish wiping herself off. “But first, I think it’s time you showed me your bedroom.”

I looked at her stupidly for a second, pointing off toward the stairs before I realized I needed to stand up and actually take her there. After all, I would be need to be present for what she had in mind next. I pulled up my pants and stood up, gesturing, “Uh, this way.”

Still smiling, the topless girl followed after me while I led her back to the foyer and then up the stairs, pausing to collect her shirt and bra. I could only imagine what would have happened had Mother come home while those articles were still on the floor. Hell, I could only imagine what might happen if Mother came home while Holly was still here. But I pushed those thoughts from my mind. It wasn’t even 8:30 yet and Mother rarely arrived before 10.

The Master Suite was right at the top of the stairs, with two bedrooms and a bathroom further down the hall. My mom’s office and a guest bedroom were downstairs on the main floor, and it was that guest room where the girls often went to have private conversations. Very rarely had anyone other than Belle come up into my bedroom. Whenever one of the BTC came over to study, there was plenty of room elsewhere in the house.

“Umm, pardon the mess,” I said as I led Holly inside. “I wasn’t exactly expecting company.”

“Don’t worry about it. The only thing I’m looking at is you.” Taking hold of my hand, Holly spun me around and pulled my head down to hers for a kiss.

There was about a seven inch height difference between us, so I had to stoop a little to kiss her. So instead I just picked her up in my arms so that she wrapped her legs around my waist, crooning happily into my mouth as our tongues battled. And we made out like… well… a pair of horny teenagers until she started tugging at my shirt, eager to get to the next part.

When she pulled her lips off mine, I gasped, “I wanna eat you. I’ve never done that before.”

Giggling mirthfully, Holly brushed neon blue bangs back from her face and nodded. “Works for me.”

“You might have to tell me what to do.”

Her hazel eyes sparkled. “Happy to teach.”

With that, I turned and laid her down across my bed. Then after whipping my shirt over my head, I tossed it in the vague direction of my laundry basket and knelt on the floor in front of her. Holly kicked off her shoes and was already tugging down her leggings. And a few seconds later, I had a completely naked girl in my bed for the very first time.

She parked her feet on the edge of my mattress, raised her knees up into the air, and spread her thighs out wide. A pretty pink pussy with puffy lips already flowering open in arousal greeted me, her mons shaved completely bare.

I chuckled. “I was half-expecting you to have a neon blue landing patch.”

Holly giggled. “That’s a good idea, actually.”

“I like the tattoo though,” I added, pointing to the small image of a pair of red cherries joined together by a green leaf tattooed within in her bikini area.

Holly giggled again. “Only a select few ever get to see THAT one.”

I leaned forward, inhaling her sweet musky scent. I’d smelled the aroma of aroused girl before, but never from quite so close, and the flavor called to me like honey to a bee. My mouth was on her clit in an instant, finding that little pea-sized ball and nibbling it gently. Holly’s legs slammed shut around my ears, her feet losing their grip on the mattress to start drumming her heels against my back. And then we were off to the races.

Despite her offer to teach, Holly didn’t really say anything coherent for the next fifteen minutes. She screamed and she screeched. She wound her fingers through my hair and tugged on the follicles none-too-gently. And the pretty teenage girl pinned beneath my face thrashed her way through at least three orgasms as far as I could tell.

The entire time I simply tried to read Holly’s reactions. At first, flicking her clit with my tongue over and over again seemed to really get her going, but after a while she got used to the sensation and didn’t react quite so much. I switched to more of a sucking motion, almost as if I were giving a blowjob to a tiny, female cock, and she really got into that for a while. But again, once she got adjusted to the feelings, she settled down.

There were a lot of different things she liked, but I had to keep changing it up. I’d read about licking the alphabet, which worked fine for stimulating her into squeals and sighs but not so much for pushing her over the edge into orgasm. I tried to stray away from her clit for a while, but she just sort of squirmed and shifted her hips trying to get me back, so I quickly figured I should stay focused on that little nub, at least for my first time. If we had repeat encounters I could experiment a little more, but for now I really needed to make her happy. And from the sounds she was making and the way she kept flooding my face with girlcum, I seemed to be doing a pretty good job.

By the time Holly started ramping up to her third climax, I’d started to develop a routine not unlike the way I figured out the best order for giving massages. I pushed and I prodded. I licked and I swirled. I nibbled down gently, and even not so gently when appropriate. And I held on for dear life when she squeezed her thighs around my head, threatening to suffocate me while her hands pulled my hair and her heels hammered my back.

At last, she pushed me away from her crotch and rolled over onto her side, curling into a fetal position. “That’s it, that’s it. No more,” she gasped, visibly trembling. Holly suddenly looked smaller, less the intimidating Miss Popular she always seemed to be at school and more just another teenage girl in a little bit over her head, the same as the BTC members I’d come to adore.

I reacted the same way I had when Belle had started crying in my minivan. I quickly slid up onto the bed, spooned myself behind the blue-haired beauty, and hugged her close. For a moment I forgot about Holly’s nudity, but only for a moment. After that I was supremely conscious of the fact that my left forearm across her midsection was pressed against the bare undersides of her breasts while my right forearm was pressed against the upper slopes of her breasts at the same time. And that didn’t even mention the way my second erection was pressed against her ass, although I still had my pajama pants on in-between us. If it hadn’t been for that, this close to a wet and waiting pussy I would have been sorely tempted to push myself inside.

But I did have pajama pants, and despite her nudity I was worried about her state of mind right now. “You alright?” I asked with genuine concern once she seemed to calm down, squeezing her tightly.

“Alright?” she whispered with a bit of a laugh. “I’m amazing. You’re a natural.”

“Oh.” I relaxed my grip. “For a second there I thought you were crying.”

“Well… I guess I was.” Holly spun around in my grasp, wiping moisture from her eyes, although her expression was the same flirtatious mirth she showed around school. She grinned broadly and quickly moved in to kiss me. And when she pulled back, that sparkle was back in her hazel eyes. “You overwhelmed me. That’s a good thing.”

“Oh.”

Giggling, she kissed me again. This one was a nice, long kiss with plenty of tongue, and by the end of it her hand was on my package, rubbing my erection from outside my pants.

“Time to get this bad boy inside me,” she husked, full of need, and then kissed me again.

“I still can’t believe the girls said it would be okay.” Our mouths met once more.

“Mmm… Sam took some convincing.” Her tongue played inside my mouth for a few seconds. “She didn’t want to let me at first.”

“Wait, what?” I dodged her next kiss, furrowed my eyebrows, and gave Holly a serious look. “Sam didn’t?”

Holly shrugged like it was no big deal. “Not at first. It was kinda weird, actually. Back at the pool, when I first asked if they’d be okay with me seducing you, Sam was all for it. She said she always felt guilty about how much the BTC teased you without it ever going anywhere. So when I… well… asked permission… she was all ‘Go right ahead!’”

“But then when we started messing around on the couch during the movie,” I began.

“And Sam got up and walked out in a huff,” Holly finished for me. “I get it. Girls are territorial. She’d thought she would be okay with it, but when you and I started doing stuff right in front of her face, she was all, ‘Nuh-uh. Not MY man.’”

I frowned. “You say that like it’s from personal experience.”

Holly blushed and looked embarrassed. “Another friend of mine. Won’t name names. I thought her boyfriend was hot, and she wanted to spice up their relationship, so she invited me to join them for a threesome. Things started off great, but when I started going down on him and he started moaning my name, she got upset and stopped everything right then and there.”

I winced. “Ouch.”

“It’s alright. We’re still friends, but I’m not allowed to flirt with him anymore. No big deal. Lots more yummy guys to sample. Like YOU.”

“How’d you change her mind?”

“I didn’t; Belle did. Well, Belle and Zofi. They were all, ‘Matty’s not our boyfriend. We can’t stop him from being with other girls.’ And Sam was all, ‘Yes, we can! He’s ours! He belongs to the BTC!’ So then I’m all, ‘Well what if I join the BTC?’ And then all three of them were all, ‘Well if you’re in the BTC then you can’t fuck him. None of us can!’ So then me joining the BTC was off the table and it was back to whether or not Sam would let me… or let anybody have sex with you. And Belle and Zofi started calling out Sam on the unfairness of all that. I mean, it’s not like YOU would stop Sam from hooking up with some other guy, would you?”

I snorted. “Of course not. She already HAS hooked up with other guys. Sam’s not my girlfriend.”

“Exactly. And you’re not their boyfriend. So once Sam wrapped her head around that idea, it was no longer a question of whether she had a problem letting you have sex with another girl, or whether she specifically had a problem with ME. And she insisted she didn’t have a problem with me. In fact, she said she’d rather it be someone like me who wouldn’t try to make you a steady boyfriend and take you away from them.”

It took me an extra couple of seconds to process all that, but I finally nodded and said, “Makes sense, I guess.”

She took one look at my furrowed eyebrows and thoughtful expression and said, “This conversation isn’t exactly the most arousing thing we could be talking about. My fault. I’m sorry. We should get back to the good stuff.” She started rubbing my package again.

“No, don’t apologize. I’m glad we talked about it. I don’t think I could’ve gone through with it without being sure the girls are okay with it.” I frowned. “That said, the other girls don’t know about this, do they?”

“What do you mean?”

“Alice, Naimh, Mari. They weren’t part of the conversation.”

“You’re not their boyfriend, either.” Holly slid her hand into my pajamas, wrapping her hand around my still-hard erection. Whether or not this had been the most arousing conversation, I was still an 18-year-old boy in bed with a gorgeous, naked girl.

“Still…”

“C’mon, Matt. You’re handsome, tall, and really fucking good with your hands. You’re considerate and patient, superhumanly patient to put up with all the teasing you go through. You should’ve gotten laid a hundred times by now, but you’re surrounded by six big-titted cockblockers that scare off all your prospects. Don’t you think it’s time you finally lost your virginity?”

“Nngh,” I grunted, my eyelids fluttering as the pleasure Holly’s hand was giving me.

She rolled me onto my back and pulled my waistband down to mid-thigh, exposing my dick and elevating it to a near-vertical angle. She pumped it a little faster and a little harder before ducking her head and taking a long lick along my shaft from balls to tip. “I’m soooo wet for you. I’m fucking soaked, actually, after that tongue-lashing you gave me. And I can’t wait to feel you deep inside me.”

“Ohhh, Holly…” I groaned, draping my right forearm over my eyes.

After swirling her tongue around my crown, she bobbed her blue-haired head up and down a few times, fucking her own face with my cock. I was as hard as I would ever get, and after yanking my pajama pants down to my ankles, Holly got up on her knees, swung one to the other side of my hips, and jacked my rod with her right hand while aiming it at her descending cunt.

“Oh, Holly,” I moaned again. “Holly, Holly, wait!… Wait-wait-wait.”

Holly froze just as my mushroom head touched her pussy lips.

“I… I…”

“It’s okay. You can do this,” she urged gently and started lowering herself. I felt my battering ram begin to part her folds.

“Wait-wait-wait!” I screeched again. This time, I twisted my hips and rolled away from her. She had to shift her balance to her left knee to avoid being toppled over.

“Matt…” she whimpered, her voice full of need.

“I’m sorry!” I sputtered. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I just… I can’t do this. I can’t do this to them.”

“Why NOT?”

“Because!”

“The girls said it was okay!”

“That’s not the point!”

“Then what IS the point?”

“I don’t know!” I lay flat on my back, both palms covering my eyes. Holly said nothing, although from the shift of the mattress I could tell she was still on the bed with me. She waited me out while I caught my breath and tried to gather my thoughts. But the more I tried to get a hold of them, the more they slipped through my grasp.

Finally, I just opened my eyes and looked at her. Even if I couldn’t figure out what was going on with my own emotions, the chivalrous part of me wanted to be considerate of hers. “Holly, I’m sorry.”

She sat upright, knees to her chest, with her arms wrapped around them. She didn’t look angry or anything, just confused and a little… contemplative.

“I’m sorry,” I repeated. “I never meant to tease you. Believe me, I know exactly what it’s like to be brought right up the bitter edge of doing something only to be stopped at the last fucking moment.”

Holly snorted and gave me an amused look. “Yeah, I suppose you would know. Sam’s told me stories of some of the things the girls have done in the name of teasing you. There was this one day when she sat in your lap wearing the skimpiest of bikinis. She parked those massive hooters on your face, blinding you with her boobs, really, and actually dry-humped herself to an orgasm on your throbbing erection.”

I rubbed my forehead. “She’s done that twice, actually. I wanted so desperately to slide her bikini top over just half an inch and pop her nipple into my mouth. I did enjoy grabbing her ass and helping her grind herself on my dick though. I nearly came in my swim trunks.”

“But you didn’t. She’s never let you cum, has she?”

I shrugged and started to sit up, like her with my arms around my upright knees. “It’s part of the game.”

“This part of the game sucks though. I don’t think anyone’s ever teased ME and not gone through with it before. I don’t like this feeling. It sucks.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Stop saying that.” She shook her head. “How DO you put up with it? If a bunch of girls treated me like this, I wouldn’t stick around. I’d say ‘Screw you bitches. I’m gonna find someone who’ll put out.’”

“We both know I’m not gonna do that.”

“Then you’re a pussy.”

“Calling me names isn’t going to change my mind.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It’s just.” She took another deep breath. “Wow! This feeling SUCKS. I really think this is the first time a guy’s ever turned me down!”

“It’s not you. You’re amazing and gorgeous and I would have loved to have sex with you. It’s me. I just--”

“‘It’s not you, it’s me’?” she cut me off. “Did you really just say that?”

I rubbed my forehead again. “Trite as the sentiment may be, it’s true. This has nothing to do with you and everything to do with me.”

“You mean everything to do with your feelings for the BTC girls.”

I started to say ‘no’ but caught myself, sighed, and nodded affirmatively. “I believe you when you say they gave their permission. But even so…” I took a deep breath and sighed, a pained expression on my face.

Holly eyed me carefully. “You really love them, don’t you?”

My eyebrows popped. “What?”

“The BTC girls. You love them.”

“I’m not in love with them. We’re just friends.”

“I didn’t say you were IN love with them, like, romantically or anything. Six girls and one you? That would be really awkward. But it’s always been clear how important they are to you, and how important you are to them. They’re your best friends, and you can’t shake the feeling that if you sleep with me, you’re somehow betraying them.”

I frowned and thought about her words. Again, I started to say ‘no’ but caught myself, started to say ‘yes’ but stopped again, and finally said, “Not that I’m betraying them, no. Whether or not Sam feels territorial, or any of the girls feel territorial, I’m NOT their boyfriend and they have no right to demand faithfulness from me.”

“True.”

“It really is about ME. I’m gonna sound like a 14-year-old girl, but this is my virginity. And…” I paused to collect my thoughts. “You’re really hot, Holly. But as much as I like you, and as grateful as I am for you giving me my first blowjob and being the first girl I ever went down on, we don’t really know each other.”

“Oh, so it actually IS me. I’m not special enough to give your virginity to.”

“I don’t mean… well…”

“I’m not one of the BTC.” She started laughing.

“Well…”

Holly kept laughing. “You realize you’ve totally screwed yourself. You’re saving yourself for one of the BTC girls, but they’ve all agreed to never have sex with you.”

“I never intended to SAVE myself for them.”

“But when you had the chance to stick your dick inside me, you suddenly realized you ARE saving yourself for them.”

I buried my face in my palms again. “This is so fucked up.”

Holly took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I still had my face in my hands, but I could feel her shifting across the bed until she wrapped an arm around my shoulders and rubbed me softly. “If it’s any consolation, I think it’s actually pretty sweet. I mean yeah, you do sound like a 14-year-old girl, but I also know my first time was nothing special, and that’s a regret I’ll have to live with for the rest of my life. Most guys are only too eager to have sex they don’t really care about the girl they’re with as long as she has a working vagina. I think whichever girl finally gets your cherry will be very lucky indeed, because then she’ll know for sure she means more to you than just a willing pussy.”

I picked my head up and gave her a thankful look. “You’re taking this rather well.”

“This has definitely been one of the most unique encounters of my life. I’ll never forget the guy who stopped me from impaling myself on his dick right at the front gates.” She sighed. “And I’ll never forget getting stuck with the female equivalent of blue balls. I really WAS hoping for a few more spectacular orgasms.”

With that, Holly pecked my cheek and started getting off the bed, glancing around for her clothes. But I reached out and grabbed her hand, tugging gently.

“Turns out I AM saving myself for the BTC. But that doesn’t mean I can’t give you a few more spectacular orgasms. You never did teach me anything in the art of cunnilingus.”

Holly smiled and allowed me to pull her back onto the bed and push her into a reclining position while I slid my head down between her spread legs. “I don’t need to teach you anything. You really are a natural.”

“Then let’s just say I’d like to get more practice, if you don’t mind.”

Holly giggled, put her hand on the back of my head. “I don’t mind at all.”