The Big Tits Club Ch. 25-26

I frowned. "Alice, you are every bit--"

"Shut up. I'm not trying to play ugly duckling here. You don't have to tell me I have a pretty face and a nice rack; I know that. This," she raised her t-shirt back up to reveal her toned, naked body for a few seconds before letting it drop again, "is perfectly fuckable. I get it. But let's be real. We both know the rest of them are a step above me. Video games and comic books are my advantage to level the playing field, to get me the quality time with you that they get through sheer sex appeal. And without those, you just might lose interest in hanging out with me."

"That's not true. I--"

"Five minutes ago, you said that if I showed up wearing makeup and asked for a fancy date so you could take my virginity, you'd say 'no'. That I should come back when the REAL Alice showed up. You already have this preconceived notion of who I am: your video game buddy, not the most gorgeous thing you've ever seen. And even when I gave you a blowjob for the first time, you remember what you said?"

I frowned, not remembering right away.

"You said, 'Who ARE you?'" she recited for me. "You couldn't even conceive that your 'best buddy Alice' had actually given you a blowjob. Your idea of the REAL Alice was the tomboy who played video games with you, not a sexy young woman who'd grown up and had urges of her own."

I pursed my lips and looked abashed.

Alice exhaled. "Your relationships with the other girls have evolved. Belle's gone from little sister to intimate partner. Mari was just the shy wallflower friend but now sees you as her knight in shining armor. Sam's gone from the dominant, teasing flirt with all the power in your relationship to a scared little girl afraid you don't love her as much as she wants you to. Even Zofi was just a casual friend, probably the BTC girl you spent the least time with, but now you're the one guy in the whole universe with whom she trusts to explore her sexuality."

I arched an eyebrow. "Wait, what was that about Sam?"

"Silence, slave," she cut me off, a wry grin on her face.

I pursed my lips and bit my tongue.

"OUR relationship hasn't really evolved. I mean yeah, I'm giving you blowjobs and you go down on me. But in a lot of ways, I'm the same girl I was when I was twelve. I wear jeans and baggy t-shirts, try to pretend I never grew a D-cup, and spend all my time thinking about video games and comic books. Maybe it's time I grew up."

"And what does 'growing up' mean for you?"

"Well for one thing, it means coming to terms with my grown-up sexuality. For years, I gave up on other boys in order to maintain my friendship with you. I knew I could never date anybody else and still be your best friend."

"Wait, what? I never said--"

"Please." Alice gave me a look. "I could never have remained your best friend if I ever dated somebody else. Something would have changed. Not that this is unique among the BTC because none of us ever had a serious boyfriend, but while you would've handled Belle or Sam or any of the others seeing a guy, none of them was your best friend."

I frowned. "Are you saying you want to find a boyfriend now? As part of 'growing up'?"

Alice snorted. "No, of course not. We graduate in five months. There's no reason to start a serious relationship this late in the game. And if all I wanted were hookups, 99% of the dating couples I know get together way less than you and I do. Even if I did that, it would mean less time spent with my best friends. And on top of all THAT, I..."

Alice's voice trailed off, and she abruptly spun around to the side of the bed and swung her legs over the side. With a sigh, she wrapped her arms around her midsection and hugged herself.

Worried, I slid over to join her. I reached out and wrapped my right arm around her lower back, hugging her against my side, and she set her head down on my shoulder.

After giving her a minute or so of silence to compose herself, I finally asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong," she replied, taking a deep breath and sitting upright again. She glanced at me for a moment, looked straight ahead, and started nodding. "I'm not going to go looking for a boyfriend, but I WILL lose my cherry before graduation. And you're gonna do that for me."

I blinked, expecting her answer but perhaps not the manner in which she was telling me.

"It was always going to be you. Actually, I used to imagine that I'd be your first. I had a fantasy that we'd be playing video games, and then I'd start tickling you as a distraction, and you'd start tickling me back, we'd start roughhousing, which would ultimately lead into our clothes coming off and you sliding deep... so fucking deeeeeep... all the way inside me." Alice was panting just a bit, but she took a long breath and glanced back at me. "It was a silly fantasy, but that's what I thought about while rubbing myself in the middle of the night."

I blushed and looked down. "I had similar fantasies. I actually had one about you giving me a blowjob as a distraction while I was trying to drive. You unintentionally fulfilled that one earlier today."

Alice snorted and leaned over to bump my shoulder with hers. "Was it as good as in your imagination?"

"Better." I grinned, and she grinned back.

"Beyond that though," she continued. "I don't know what 'growing up' really means. I haven't met the Alice I'll be yet, so I can't know. We're all going off to college soon anyways - they're supposed to be the years of self-discovery, right? I think I'll take the girls up on their offer to help update my wardrobe and show me how to apply makeup. I'm not gonna turn into some fashion icon or anything, but I DO think I'd like to explore what it means to be... 'girly'."

"If that's what you want."

"I'd like to at least try and experiment a bit."

I frowned. "Does this mean you don't want to hang out and play video games anymore?"

"What? No." Alice blinked. "I'm still your best friend, and I still enjoy playing games with you. I just think it's time I stop making games the foundation of my relationship with you, that's all. And to be honest, I think you need to prepare yourself for the idea that I'm not going to be the same 'best buddy Alice' you've always known."

I frowned. "That makes me really sad."

"Don't worry too much," she said with a smile. "I think being 'best buddy Alice' is already baked into my DNA. I'm not going to radically change, and I'll always be your friend, even if I do happen to have boobs."

"Definitely," I agreed.

She nodded, got a faraway look in her eyes, and glanced up at me. "Just promise me something."

"Sure. What?"

"If I do show up one day wearing a nice dress, makeup, all that, and ask you to take my virginity," Alice said a little anxiously, "please don't say 'no'."

I gave her an encouraging smile and squeezed her tightly against my side. "Of course I'll say 'yes'."

She hugged me back, gave me a quick look, and said quietly, "Thank you."

I rubbed her spine and hugged her close. "Anytime."

She reached down and gently rubbed my penis, which had gone pretty soft during this little conversation. "I'm gonna hold you to that. But don't worry too much; I doubt I'd actually doll up like some princess waiting for her prince to come. Even though I'm evolving into whoever future Alice is gonna be, that's not my style. But it's gonna happen soon when the mood feels right. Maybe we'll be in the middle of a gaming session. Maybe you'll be on top of me grinding down on my clit and I'll tell you it's time to put it in. Maybe I'll be dry humping you and just realize that I'm ready, I don't know. Because it was always gonna be you. It was never going to be anyone else BUT you, because you're the only man in the world I truly trust, and that means EVERYTHING."

I nodded. "I'm honored."

Quite deliberately, Alice raised her right hand and held it out to me, knuckles forward. I bumped her fist; she cracked a grin, got off the bed, and headed out the door.

No expressions of love.

No passionate kisses.

No apologies for getting her orgasm and not returning the favor.

We were buddies.

All was as it should be.

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-- CHAPTER 26: MariBelle--

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I actually did get a brief opportunity to talk to Naimh. She didn't want her family's caller ID tracing a phone call to or from my house, but Belle had a solution. After I walked over, Belle called Naimh's house from her bedroom, talked to Naimh's dad for a minute, and then after she got Naimh on the line, handed the phone to me.

"Hey," I began a little hesitantly. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," my girlfriend replied rather neutrally. "Dad is standing right behind me. It's like he doesn't trust me or something."

"Someday you're gonna have to tell me exactly why they're so overprotective of you."

"I know, I know." Her voice trailed off, and I could almost imagine her turning around to look back at her father. "Someday, but not today."

Realizing we wouldn't be able to have the kind of conversation I would have wanted, I said, "I won't keep you long. I just wanted to say, 'I love you'."

Naimh giggled and replied, "Ditto."

I felt my heart warm and smiled. "I also met up with Alice this morning and Mari is coming over soon. You're still good with all this, right? Me having dates with Sam and Zofi tomorrow and everything?"

"Yes, of course," Naimh replied with a sigh. "If there's a silver lining to all this, at least the other girls will be happier."

"You're a good friend."

"Thank you for that. I also know they'll give me details later." Her voice trailed off again, and a moment later she came back to the phone. "Anyways, much as I'd love to stay and chat, this is awkward enough already. I'll see you on Monday, alright?"

"Sounds good. I love you!"

"I know," she replied neutrally. "Thank you."

She hung up first. I handed the cordless receiver back to Belle, and sighed.

"Feel better?" she asked.

"Yes and no. Reassured that she's okay with all this, like Mari's date, for sure. But sad that I can't be with her right now."

"You really love her, don't you?" Belle's voice was abnormally soft.

I frowned. "Is that not okay anymore?" I reached out to hold her and pulled her into a hug.

"No, no, of course it is." She set her forehead against the middle of my chest and exhaled slowly. "I was the one pushing you to ask her out."

"Regretting that decision?"

Belle shook her head and looked up at me, her pale green eyes warm and liquid. "No. Just... maybe regretting I was too scared to take the risk she's taking now. I mean, in my head I still think I made the right call. I get all the fun of being with you without worrying about all the emotional baggage of being your girlfriend. I can still look forward to spending the next two nights with you while Neevie's grounded. But... I do wonder..."

"Wonder if I'd feel the same way about you if we'd decided to take the plunge?"

"Something like that."

I bent down and gave her a sweet kiss. She kissed me back rather hungrily, to the point that I scooped her up in my arms and lifted her light body up until she wrapped her legs around my waist. And we stayed there, unhurriedly making out for several minutes, until our mutual passion eased and we finally pulled apart.

Our foreheads pressed together while we both panted for breath. Holding her close, I murmured, "I'll love you forever, my Annabelle. No matter what happens between me and Neevie, please don't ever doubt that."

She nodded slowly, mumbled back, "I love you too, Matty." She started kissing me again.

Neither of us was in any hurry to stop.

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It was just after 5pm when I rang the doorbell to Belle's house. To my surprise, I found not one, but TWO beautiful young ladies all dolled up in cute dresses, full makeup, jewelry, and fancy hair. Mari was clad in a bold yellow dress that accentuated her tan skin and featured a plunging scoop neck that highlighted her lush body. From the sheer volume of cleavage on display, she had certainly come a long way from the days of wearing frumpy sweaters and baggy pants in order to hide her curves. Belle was looking very cute in a pastel yellow dress with a triangular top that narrowed at the neck, covering her breasts but exposing the full length of both shoulders.

"Well THIS is a pleasant surprise," I remarked at the sight of them standing side-by-side. "Should I have made reservations for three?"

Mari beamed at me. "We'll make it work. I'm not sweating the details tonight."

I arched an eyebrow at Belle. "You could've warned me when I came over earlier."

Belle looked at me nervously. "This wasn't part of the script. Mari talked me into joining you two tonight. I told her I didn't want to crash her date--"

"But my bestie looked like she needed some cheering up," Mari finished, wrapping her arm around Belle's waist and hugging the smaller girl to her side.

I chuckled at that, stepped forward, and gave Mari a quick kiss on the lips. "You're such a good friend."

She pumped a fist in the air, "Team Belle!"

I grinned and gave Belle a quick kiss as well, then stepped back and gestured out the door. "Shall we?"

Unlike my first date with Mari, nothing went wrong tonight. The van made it to and from the restaurant without a bad fuel pump leaving us stranded. The restaurant I'd picked had no problems seating us at a table for four instead of two. And I let my ego puff up as I walked around town with two beautiful young women wrapped around my arms. From the way both of them freely kissed me, rubbed my arms, and generally snuggled up to me, it was obvious to anyone that I was "with" two girls at the same time. And I resolved to myself to have this type of "double-date" more often, as opposed to the type where I went out with Zofi's parents.

After dinner, the three of us bundled up in our coats and went ice skating at the temporary rink set up for the winter over by the civic center. Belle had always been a natural skater, while Mari was a lot more hesitant on the ice. I spent much of my time holding Mari's hand for balance while Belle was able to spin around, skate backwards, and shout encouragement. Mari kept swearing she'd been able to skate just fine without help two years ago (while Belle drawled that even then she hadn't been very good), and after forty-five minutes or so she was able to at least toddle along without support. In the end, nobody fell too much, everyone had a good time, and isn't that really all you can ask of an ice skating outing?

We made a final stop for ice cream, splitting a big Neapolitan sundae together. Mari got most of the strawberry while Belle and I had to split the chocolate and vanilla because we both wanted chocolate. Apparently, Mari hadn't allowed herself to indulge in such a sugary, calorie-laden treat since our LAST date. And with apologies, she told me that spoiling herself with something like the sundae was even better than sex. I didn't argue with her.

The girls giggled a LOT while spoon-feeding me, getting the chocolate-sauce covered dessert into my mouth most of the time. Let's just say I needed to go to the bathroom to wash my face when we were done, as a few dry napkins alone weren't going to cut it.

"Now you know how WE feel!" Mari laughed.

"At least we didn't get any in your hair," Belle chided.

Finally, the three of us drove to my house, but rather than immediately strip off our clothes and jump into bed or anything, the girls decided they wanted to strip off our clothes and skinny-dip in the hot tub. Unfortunately, I hadn't planned for such an eventuality, so while I headed outside to turn up the heat, the girls kept their dresses on and settled onto the big couch in the family room first.

Once I rejoined the girls on the couch, they promptly sandwiched me between them and took turns making out with me. Since this was nominally Mari's date first, Belle was quick to direct me to her BFF and I wound up with a smoking hot Latina in my lap, crushing her big tits into my chin and cramming her tongue down my throat while I slid my hands beneath the hem of her bright yellow dress and confirmed that her panties were a thong. But just when I started to really get into grinding her pussy down against the erection tenting my pants, Mari grabbed my head and turned my face to Belle's.

My horny little voyeur looked even more revved up after watching us than Mari had been actually dry-humping me. Belle's irises burned with green fire as she seized my head in her hands and mashed her lips against mine. We kissed tonight with hurried frenzy equal to but opposite of the unhurried tenderness our afternoon kiss had been.

Back and forth the girls traded my face. I never had much say in the matter: one of them would grab my head away from her BFF or my current makeout partner would turn me away to service her bestie. And all the while, Mari never stopped humping me. But just when I thought my Angel might actually get herself off in my lap, she suddenly stepped down to the floor and composed herself.

"I almost forgot," she muttered with a cute blush. "I got new lingerie to show you."

First off was the yellow dress, though. All night the tightness of the front of that scoop-necked fabric had lifted her massive tits and squished them together. The instant Mari tugged down the zipper in the back, the sheer volume of her breasts visibly pushed the scoop neck down and out, almost revealing her nipples. She pulled the shoulder straps down her arms and let the upper half of the dress collapse around her waist, revealing a white lace bra with intricate flowery designs over transparent fabric that hinted at the bare skin beneath.

Before continuing, Mari stared at my crotch and intoned, "Belle, take his pants off. I wanna see how hard he is for me."

The impish pixie sitting next to me was quick to leap to the task, kneeling in front of me, opening my belt buckle and unzipping my pants. I helped her by leaning against the backrest and lifting my butt off the couch cushion so she could drag my pants and boxer shorts with them down to my ankles. And I raised my feet so she could leave me completely naked below the waist.

"Oh, yeah," Mari moaned, her expression rather orgasmic as she gazed rapturously at the thick column of throbbing dick reaching toward her like a flower reaches for the sun. "That's the good stuff..."

I chuckled and started unbuttoning the collared shirt I'd worn for the date.

In the meantime, Mari turned around while digging her thumbs into the bunched-up dress material around her waist, making sure I'd have a good look at her juicy round booty. And while keeping her legs tight together atop her chunky black heels, she bent over at the waist and very slowly dragged the bright yellow fabric all the way down to the floor.

Indeed, she wore a thong, the thin white string in back disappearing completely between the voluminous hemispheres of her asscheeks. Twisting slightly to the side, she looked back at me upside down and grinned rather merrily, waggling her ass side-to-side until I finally slid forward off the couch, grabbed her hips, and started licking my way through her crack. I licked her moist pussy lips, shoved my tongue past the thong strap and darted it a little bit inside her. Shifting my left hand, I dragged the soaked white fabric aside and started giving her a rimjob, and Mari's knees buckled at the unexpected sensation.

My angel collapsed down to the floor in an impromptu doggy-style position. My adrenaline surged as I launched myself after her, lay my dick into the cleft of her buttcheeks, and dragged my length backward through her furrow until I was able to point my tip downward at the entrance to her warm slice of heaven.

"Wait-wait-wait!" Belle called only AFTER I'd pushed two inches of cock into Mari's pussy. "We were supposed to go in the hot tub!"