The Big Tits Club Ch. 41-42

And then I rammed my dick into throat again.

Somehow Holly managed to moan while I fucked her face. This time, instead of bracing myself on the backrest, I just held her head and masturbated myself with her skull. And while I did so, I looked down and saw that she was fondling one of her tits and rubbing her pussy at the same time.

Eventually, though, I backed off to let her breathe and then stepped off the couch. With the urge to taste the pink-haired girl's sweet snatch, I quickly knelt on the floor and then yanked her butt up to the front edge of the cushion. I flipped the plaid skirt up and out of the way. Underneath, I found that the little minx was wearing a garter belt but hadn't worn any panties. I took that as invitation enough to dive my face forward into her pretty pink pussy with puffy lips already flowering open in arousal, kiss the little tattoo of red cherries I still fondly remembered, and then suck her prominent clit into my mouth.

Holly's legs slammed shut around my ears as I got down to business, but I reached up to pry her legs apart and give myself enough room to work. I elevated my chin out of the way and allow myself to re-introduce two digits into her cunt, and she screeched and shuddered when I started fingerbanging her in addition to chewing on her clit.

I actually laughed to myself midway through eating her out. I realized Holly was actually the first girl I'd ever gone down on, and instead of fumbling my way around through trial-and-error, I now knew exactly what I wanted to do to her and exactly when. The novice had become the master. With that in mind, I continued to play her like my personal instrument, pushing and prodding, licking and swirling, nibbling and gnawing, until she screamed not once but two separate times, howling her orgasmic ecstasy.

After the second climax, Holly's legs fell limply to the sides and my dick craved to finally bury itself inside the first pussy I'd ever gotten such an up close and personal look at.

I sat up straight, wiped my face with my forearm, and then brought my cockhead to her wet and gaping entrance. Once again, I didn't ask permission.

I simply... took her.

I grabbed Holly's ass beneath the skirt and pulled at the same time I pushed forward. The hottie teenager's eyes fluttered as I slowly burrowed my way into her, her vagina surprisingly tight. It wasn't that I thought she was a slut (okay, maybe I thought she was a slut), but either she was just narrowly built or she wasn't used to taking a dick as thick as mine.

"Ohhh... gaaaaawwwwwwdddd... Maaaattttyyyy..." the pink-haired beauty moaned as I smoothly slid in to the hilt.

At full depth, I stopped and stayed there for a moment, soaking in the sensations. Holly, likewise, had her eyes closed with her forehead furrowed as she concentrated inward. I glanced down and realized I couldn't actually see our loins joined together since her plaid skirt had flipped back down in the way, so I lifted the fabric and smirked at the sight of her bare-shaven mons and two-cherries tattoo just above the sight of her pink labia stretched around my thick girth. Retracting slowly, I watched as inch after inch of my dick reappeared, a fine coat of girlcum glistening in the afternoon sunlight reflected through the glass sliding door. She groaned when I almost exited her, the thicker part of my mushroom head stretching her entrance, and then I slowly pushed back inside, watching every inch disappear once more.

I took a deep breath, counted to three in my head.

And then I fucked her.

Holly had no idea what hit her. One second all was calm. The next I was rather violently pounding her pussy with all my weight. After a minute, I grabbed her left leg and hooked her knee over my elbow to stretch her out even further. A minute after that, I did the same to her right leg. And a minute after that, I lifted both of her legs over my shoulders to really fold her in half beneath me so I could get extra deep and keep hammering the hell out of her.

Holly groaned gutturally, a surprisingly deep bass rumble coming out of her throat as I knocked the wind out of her. She kept grunting and groaning as she clenched her eyes and tossed that pink hair left and right. As she wriggled her head against the couch's backrest, some of her hair shook free from the elastic band holding together her left pigtail. She ended up with several locks of it trapped in her mouth, but she was gritting her teeth in angst against the overwhelming sensations flooding her brain and couldn't even muster the focus to spit them out. She just wheezed and thrashed and finally groaned again, gaping her mouth in a big O to match yet another orgasm, and those locks of hair finally shook loose.

After she climaxed, I unplugged myself and then got a grip on Holly's hips. I flipped her over so that she was kneeling on the couch cushion and braced against the backrest. I swiftly re-entered her wet box from behind, but this time also had an excellent angle to take a healthy swat at her pale creamy asscheek.

Holly yelped with the first spank, but her pussy quivered simultaneously. I smacked her other asscheek, and her pussy quivered again. I alternated for the next several minutes between spanking and just bouncing my pelvis off her butt. Either way, her asscheeks ended up really red until I finally stopped spanking and simply reached around to grab her big titties and use them as handholds to jerk her body back to meet my thrusts.

All the while she kept up a howling litany, pleading, "Oh gawd... Oh gawd... Oh gawd..." And then I licked my thumb and jammed it through her tight anus, causing her to shriek and fuck back at me even harder. "Oh-gawd-oh-gawd-oh-gawd!"

It's not that I ceased to think of Holly as a nice human being worthy of respect. I didn't treat her like an impersonal cum dumpster. I just happened to be in a particular mood and for some reason sensed she was up for being... taken... in this manner. And after a lifetime of being the "nice guy", the "safe" one, I started saying shit I'd heard in crappy porn videos but NEVER thought I'd ever say myself.

"Like that, huh? You like having my big dick in your cunt?" I growled.

"Yesss! I love it! I love it!" Holly howled.

"You do, don't you? You're a total slut for my dick! Does it feel good? Am I stretching your slutty snatch?"

"So stretched! So full! I'm a total slut for your big dick! Fuck me harder!"

"Oh yeah, you're gonna be my personal slut this week aren't ya? Gonna bend over at my slightest whim whenever I call? I'm gonna walk up behind you in the hallways at school, whisper, 'Pull down your panties, slut,' and you're gonna bend over and let me take you right there against your fucking locker, aren't ya?"

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! I'm your personal slut! FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK MMMMMEEEEEE!!!"

Holly came twice more while I railed her from behind, or maybe it was three. It was hard to tell because she was screaming at the top of her lungs the whole time whether in the middle of an orgasm or not. I'm definitely sure the specific way her cunt clamped down on my invading cock signaled two climaxes. I'm less sure of the third.

No matter. When it was my turn to cum we both knew it. Mostly because I started yelling, "I'm gonna cum, bitch! I'm gonna spin you around, park your pretty face in front of my throbbing dick and hose it down with all my spunk. My personal slut needs a cum bath, don't you think?"

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me and facialize me! I need it! I want it! Spray your slutty slut with all your sperm!"

I yanked myself out just then and suited action to my words by grabbing her hips and flipping her around. Holly got one knee around but the other one got hung up, so she couldn't quite get a full 180-degree rotation. Still, she twisted her face into my line of fire and gaped her mouth open without prompting. Her hazel eyes were bright and vivid while she moaned in eager anticipation of my load.

"AAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!" I roared, fisting my cock and pumping the first line straight across her nose and forehead. The second splattered over her left eyelid, making her shut both of them. And then she laughed gaily while I squirted more and more jizz until she was practically covered in hot creamy cum.

"Nnn-guh," I grunted after squeezing out the last load. Gasping for breath, I took a step back and staggered when my leg proved a little less than stable. I'd been fucking so hard for so long that the strength was leaking out of my limbs, and I wound up hunched over with my hands braced on my knees.

Meanwhile, Holly was wiping globs of man-spunk from her left eye and popping them into her mouth. She managed to clean her left eyelid enough to feel safe opening it, and her right eye was relatively untouched. She sucked semen off her finger like it was a popsicle and smiled a well-satisfied smile. And that's when the clapping started.

Sam, Belle, and Naimh were all behind the loveseat, Sam pivoted to the side so she could sit atop the backrest with one foot still on the floor. Belle had started the round of applause first, but Sam and Naimh quickly joined her. And all three of them wore smirking grins.

"So..." Belle began once the clapping died down, "have a nice chat?"

Holly and I just started laughing.

****

Alice was waiting for me and Belle at the parking lot and came over to us as soon as we stepped onto the curb. Literally, the first words out of her mouth were, "Is it true that you told the girls you and Holly were just going to talk while waiting for them to return and then wound up fucking the shit out of her instead?"

I shrugged and offered up a fist.

Alice bumped it and started laughing. Then she leaned over and pecked my cheek. As we started walking, she elbowed me and asked, "I also hear she plays well with others."

I thought about it and nodded. "This is true."

"I'm just trying to picture you and those four hotties crawling all over each other on your bed."

I tried to act nonchalant and commented, "I'm sure your imagination is crazier than the actual reality."

Alice narrowed her eyes and elbowed me in the ribs. "Which was your favorite part?"

"Favorite?" I blinked and glanced to my other side at Belle. "Watching Holly slurp a creampie out of Sam and snowballing it to Matty's Little Cumslut here."

Belle giggled. "That WAS pretty awesome. Holly's got a talented tongue."

Alice sighed. "I shoulda been there."

"You'll get another chance. 'Alice Tuesday' is tomorrow."

The Korean girl snorted. "If Holly's your Girlfriend of the Week, she doesn't have to stick to the old daily rotation."

"I doubt she'll mess with your regular routines or try to call dibs over any of you. She wants to get on everyone's good side so you all will let her stick around for more than a week."

"You sure she'll want to stick around for more than a week? I got the impression she's flighty and gets bored easily."

I shrugged. "Anything's possible, I guess. I'm just saying that at the very end of yesterday's orgy, she started whining that she was supposed to be my new 'girlfriend' and yet I never actually came inside her. So after we did it again and I finally filled her up, instead of cooing some tender endearment to me while I was quite literally still deflating inside her, she stared straight at Sam and stated quite clearly, 'I want IN.'"

Alice mused on that. "On one hand, the six of us are already stretching you pretty thin. On the other, a little fresh blood might be fun. Add another notch to my bedpost." Alice grinned and held up her fist again.

I chuckled and gave her another bump.

Belle sighed. "I'll be good once I get to suck a creampie out of her directly, and then she can go on her merry way. Six is plenty, don't you think? We don't really need a seventh, do we?"

I shrugged. "I guess in a week we'll find out."

****

Holly apparently took being my Girlfriend of the Week quite seriously, as well as her insistence that she wanted to be "in" the BTC. As I said way back in the beginning: if she wanted membership, her rack certainly qualified. But even more than that, she genuinely seemed to want to be friends with the girls and be part of the club.

In the category of playing my Girlfriend of the Week, Holly immediately stepped into the same mannerisms she'd already witnessed from the others around school. We held hands walking back and forth between classes, made out with each other during recess and lunch, and even had a couple of minivan quickies in the parking lot. By now the school gossips had figured out that after spending an inordinate amount of time making out with Mari for a week, and then spending an inordinate amount of time making out with Alice, I was now spending an inordinate amount of time making out with Holly. People might've ignored us had I kept things between the six known members of the BTC, but Holly's surprise participation kicked speculation into overdrive.

I even overheard one girl hypothesize that I was dating a different girl each week just for variety, but that theory got quickly shot down by her friends as just too ludicrous to be real.

Outside of the school campus, Holly took her role as my girlfriend equally seriously. I never did walk up behind her while she was at her locker, whisper for her to pull down her panties, and then bang her from behind then and there where the whole school could see, but she definitely gave me the impression that she'd actually let me if I were so inclined. (And I did get her to surrender her panties to me in front of her locker on Friday.)

Behind closed doors, from the very beginning Holly referred to herself as my "personal slut". Monday afternoon, she came over to my house, walked inside, and before I could even close the front door she'd already dropped to her knees and reached for my zipper, asking, "Does Master want his personal slut to suck his cock?"

Curious, I went ahead and replied, "Master would be very pleased with his personal slut if she would deep-throat him immediately."

Five minutes later, after face-fucking her with her head trapped against the back of the front door so she had no choice but to accept every last inch, I slammed myself all the way in and blew a massive load directly into her throat. She was masturbating herself and squeezing her own tits the whole time, and I swear the feel of my cum shooting straight down her gullet set off her own orgasm.

The rest of the afternoon was more of the same. She never said my name, only referring to me as "Master" and referring to herself in the third-person as if her name was "Personal Slut".

"Will Master please shove his big fucking dick into Personal Slut's teeny little asshole? Please?"

What the fuck do you think I said?

And that was just Monday.

I didn't necessarily think Holly was a closet submissive or anything. She'd just seized upon a little kink when I called her my personal slut on Sunday, and she reveled in playing the role. For all I knew, she'd eventually get tired of the game and stop calling me Master in another day or two, but in the meantime I was happy to enjoy it while it lasted.

In the category of genuinely making friends, Holly was equally committed. She'd already been pretty good friends with Sam and Zofi to begin with, and as the week progressed it became evident that she and Naimh got along really well; they had similar temperaments, as it were. Alice became a convert after she got to keep her "Alice Tuesday", with Holly unselfishly letting me focus on my longtime best friend. Alice also got a real kick out of Holly referring to her as "Mistress" in addition to calling me "Master". I still remembered the badass Korean chick getting off barking orders to Zofi that one afternoon before the sex boycott, and Alice's Domme side definitely came out that day.

Zofi also got to keep her "Zofi Wednesday". After school, I took the time to stop and ask Zofi when she came over why she didn't want to keep her Girlfriend of the Week slot. Her answer that she had no interest in being my real girlfriend made sense for obvious reasons, but when I asked why she didn't at least want to become Queen Zofi and be in charge for a week, she gave me a funny look and asked, "When have you ever seen ME want to be in charge?"

She had a point.

"Seriously, though," Zofi continued, "I do think that becoming your official Girlfriend of the Week also comes with its own obligations to keep you satisfied. Mari and Alice certainly fucked your brains out nearly every day, right? I love you Matty, and I enjoy our time together, but every day? That's just way too much for me, you know?"

I chuckled. "Fair enough."

"In that sense, it was a relief when the girls came to me with the plan for Holly to take over. SHE certainly seems happy to drop her panties for you at her slightest whim. Isn't that right, Personal Slut?"

"Uhh... huhhh..." Holly moaned, briefly lifting her face up from Zofi's crotch, her cheeks glistening with girlcum.

I leaned forward, stirring my cock around Holly's colon in a counterclockwise motion. Getting a fresh grip on her hips, I then retracted and started banging her bunghole pretty hard once more, the brief conversation giving me the time I needed to rest up before resuming my rectal reaming. And Holly groaned in great guttural gasps as I hammered the hell out of her heinie hole.

Of the original six BTC girls, it was Belle and Mari who turned out to be the tougher nuts to crack. While Belle had enjoyed messing around with the pink-haired chick on Sunday in the original fivesome, she was the most outwardly skeptical of letting a new girl into the BTC and granting an outsider equal access to what she considered to be the most valuable possession of the club, namely me, without having put in the years of groundwork first. Mari, on the other hand, was simply shyer about opening herself up to someone she didn't really know very well. Getting herself to expand her Sapphic exploration with the other girls of the BTC had been challenging enough, let alone someone she was only casually acquainted with like Holly.

Sensing that hesitation, Holly took the high road and chose Thursday to be her "rest day". We'd already fucked four days in a row, and she sincerely offered Belle and Mari to keep me for themselves on Thursday, stating, "I'm not going to push either of you to do anything you're not comfortable with."

Holly was so sweet about it that Mari hesitated to respond, but Belle was quick to chirp, "Good! Glad that's settled." And then later that afternoon my little Annabelle did her level best to fuck my brains out, with Mari's help of course.

In the end, I lay exhausted across Belle's bed, thoroughly fucked out after cumming three times, once into Mari's pussy, once into Belle's pussy, and the final one into Mari's ass while she was on top of Belle in a sixty-nine. As I lay there, gasping for air, Belle came over and gave me a kiss that took my breath away (what little I had left), and then muttered, "See? We don't need Holly to make sure you're completely satisfied."

That was the first time all week I started to seriously consider the thought that Holly might exit my life within only a couple more days.

That was also the first time I realized I didn't really want her to leave.

And then came Friday.

****

The afternoon started much like any other Friday. I parked the minivan in my garage, Belle walked over to her house to drop off her backpack and change, and I headed inside to prepare for the girls' arrival.

The weather was unseasonably warm for late March, and the girls had already agreed to start the afternoon in the backyard and also bring swimsuits to slip into the hot tub when the weather cooled down. With the recent switch to Daylight Savings, the sun wouldn't set until much later, so the hope was to enjoy the great outdoors a little longer than usual, although the weather was still too cold to fill the pool again.