The Big Tits Club Pt. 02 Ch. 02-02

"I barely know her, and I'm not the kind of guy who'll grab a girl I barely know and fuck her brains out. Why would I want or need that kind of soulless encounter when I've got not one, but three incredibly special women in my life who share their heart with me? I've experienced deep emotional intimacy with you and the rest of the original BTC. And anything less than that would just be... meaningless."

"You trying to say you had deep emotional intimacy with Holly before she showed up in that wicked hot Catholic schoolgirl outfit and you--"

"That was a special case," I hedged. "Holly and I had some unfinished business, and at least we were friends first. Bottom line: I'm not looking to add notches to my belt just for the sake of doing so. I'm not gonna cheapen myself or my relationships with the three of you just to get my dick wet with some strange pussy. You mean everything to me."

Belle gazed into my eyes, searching my soul. I was an open book to her, and she could read the honesty in my words. "You really mean that," she said softly.

"I really do."

Belle blinked and then smiled happily. "Okay then, that settles it." She promptly dismounted my dick and then spun around to park herself on her belly between my legs. My half-hard dick was still slimy with our mingled orgasmic fluids, and she audibly moaned at the savory taste when she slurped the entire thing into her mouth.

I gasped at the unexpected pleasure but calmed down quickly. Only then did I arch an eyebrow at her and ask, "Settles what?"

Belle popped off my prick. "We're gonna get Lily and Eva into the BTC 2.0, of course. And then Matty's Little Cumslut will get to watch you annihilating their busty bodies and then slurp your creampies outta their stretched and sodden holes!"

I frowned. "Um, did I not just explain how I'm not about to just grab a couple of girls I barely know and have meaningless sex with them?"

"Of course you did! Which is why we're gonna make friends with them first, get to know them better, build up some of that emotional intimacy you apparently need in order to cross the line between the platonic and the physical, and THEN you can fuck their pretty little brains out!"

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It was Friday afternoon when the doorbell rang exactly twice and I padded down the short hallway from the living room. I didn't bother to check the peephole, already knowing exactly who would be on the other side of the door.

Eva leaned against the far porch column with her arms folded, looking super-hot but also a bit bored, which I had come to learn was just her resting bitch face. My attention, however, was on the petite hottie front-and-center immediately in front of the door.

Lily wore a backless plumeria-print halter top that matched the real plumeria behind her right ear. It was held together with only two strings: one around her neck and one around the middle of her back, proving that she was NOT wearing a bra beneath. The front also finished in a triangle pointing down to her waist, leaving both sides bare to show off her sculpted surfer-girl abs, with low-rise short-shorts and casual flip-flop sandals completing the look. It took me a second for my eyes to yo-yo up and down her compact-but-curvy body, and by the time I brought my gaze back to her sunny face she had a beaming smile of appreciation for my attention.

She rattled off a quick phrase in Hawaiian, the only words of which I caught being Howzit and then hoalauna, which I was pretty sure meant "neighbor".

At least I could tell it was a warm greeting, so I responded in kind as I gestured them inside, "Howdy, neighbors. Five days in a row? You might as well move in."

"Is that an offer?" Lily asked coquettishly as she passed me through the doorway.

"Well, we're out of beds so you'd have to bunk in with somebody," I remarked lightly.

"The way I hear it, at least one of the girls is always bunking in with you," Lily laughed, spinning around. "So there's always at least one open bed."

"Go for it," Eva drawled, her attention straight on Lily while she passed me as well. "Then I'll get our bedroom all to myself."

"Aww, but then you'd be all alone with nobody but Mrs. Morris for company," I said sympathetically. By now I'd learned that the geriatric widow three doors down had been renting out her spare bedroom to college students for over a decade. It was a reasonably large room, but still just the one room with two twin beds.

"Don't give her ideas," Lily admonished me. "That shut-in introvert would hole up in our room like a hermit all day and never come out."

"You say that like it's a BAD thing," Eva muttered.

Lily and I both laughed and the three of us headed into the living room.

"Drinks, anyone?" I asked, gesturing into the kitchen. "Water? OJ? Diet Co--"

"Glenlivet? Chivas Regal?" Eva grumbled while flopping onto the armchair at an angle and draping her left leg over the armrest while her right foot remained on the floor. She wore a super-short skirt that showed off her loooong legs and almost revealed the color of her panties (assuming she was wearing any), but not quite.

"Rough week?" I asked with a smirk.

"Don't ask," Eva grumped.

"Well when the girls arrive we can crack open a few beers, but let's stick with water for now," I said before heading into the kitchen to fetch three glasses.

When I returned and handed out the glasses, Lily looked up at me and asked, "When will the girls arrive?"

I glanced at the wall clock above the fireplace before sitting down on the other couch at a ninety-degree-angle from the couch Lily occupied, replying, "Neevie should be here soon. Belle's got a late class until five. And Sam texted to say she's staying with her Pre-Law study group tonight."

Lily frowned. "Do I detect a note of disappointment in that last one?"

I blinked. "What?"

The diminutive Hawaiian girl shrugged. "Nothing. I mean, it's just that of your three girlfriends, it feels like Sam's the one who's always busy with study groups and Pre-Law Society and all that."

I waved her off. "It's cool. I've always known Sam was studious and hard-working."

"Besides, it's not like she's leaving you alone and unattended," Eva put in, much to my surprise. She usually just shut up and observed after getting initial pleasantries out of the way, although perhaps she felt a little more comfortable participating in the conversation without the other girls around. "Isn't that the whole point of having three girlfriends? So that even when your workaholic girlfriend has to do her own thing, you've got two other ones to keep you company?"

"That's not the point of having three girlfriends," I said defensively.

"For one thing, the other two clearly aren't here to keep him company," Lily pointed out. She then grinned and added speculatively, "Perhaps he needs a couple more girlfriends?"

Eva rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Believe me, it's all I can do to keep up with the girlfriends I have," I stated with a shrug. "My relationships with Sam, Belle, and Neevie are each unique and special. I didn't go out of my way to create this situation; growing up I always figured a romantic relationship was supposed to be between one guy and one girl. It wasn't until I came to realize that the depth of feelings I felt for any one of them didn't necessarily preclude me from having feelings for the others - and more importantly when the girls themselves realized their feelings for me didn't preclude me from having feelings for the others - that we ended up having the relationships we have today. I love all three of them and all three of them love me. They care a great deal about each other and are happy to share me with their best friends. After all the time you two have spent around us the last couple of weeks, I'd have figured you could see that by now."

"We do, we do," Lily insisted, sighing dreamily and giving me a starry-eyed smile. "The friendships the girls have with each other are amazing, truly. And the relationships they each have with you are... well... everything a girl could wish for..."

A little alarm bell went off in the back of my head, sharpening my senses and stiffening my spine. Only then did I realize that Lily was gazing at me with an expression of distinct... interest... that hadn't been there before. And I wasn't immediately sure how to handle that.

I mean, I knew Lily thought I was cute. From the first day they met, she and Belle had gotten along like fast friends (a couple of shorties bonding over being shorties amongst their Amazonian friends) and Belle had told me flat out that Lily had told her that she thought I was cute. But there was a big difference between a girl thinking that I was cute but having no intention of really doing anything about it and a girl batting her eyelashes with actual interest in me. Especially when I had a hard enough time juggling the girlfriends I already had.

And I wasn't the only one who noticed the shift in Lily's expression.

"Lily..." Eva drawled slowly, a warning tone in her voice.

But Lily paid her no mind, smiling at me with the same stars in her eyes. "You know, Matty... Belle told us more about the original BTC."

I sighed. "But of course she did."

"Seven girlfriends, was it? Not just three?"

I held a hand up, palm outward. "That was the result of a perfect storm of events over a long period of time dating all the way back to elementary school built from the foundations of emotionally intimate friendships and mutual trust, never to be repeated again."

"Never?" Lily pouted.

"They were my best friends for years before sex and romance got involved. In some cases we knew each other as children."

"Not Neevie. You both were already more or less grown up when you met and still managed to build a new romance."

I shrugged. "True. But that's still a developing relationship, and Neevie joined The BTC during a simpler time when we were all still 'just friends'."

"And it seems to me the absence of the others leaves you the opportunity for a few more... 'developing relationships'." Lily giggled. "Belle said you were on-board with building a BTC 2.0 here."

I sighed again, rubbed my forehead, and repeated, "But of course she did."

The cute Hawaiian girl frowned. "Am I not pretty enough for you? I thought these puppies would've qualified me for membership, easily." She hefted her Double-Ds and alternately jiggled them for emphasis.

Lily's crack about not being pretty enough for me put a defensive reply on the tip of my tongue, but rather than reflexively insist that of course she was pretty enough for me, I took a deep breath and leaned back against the couch cushion behind me. I spread both arms out along the backrest, exhaled, and ultimately didn't answer the question at all.

Instead, I stated seriously, "You two have come over here five days in a row now, and that's after coming over here three or four times last week. I know you think I'm cute, and I think you're cute, and we've lightly flirted here and there, but I honestly don't think you've been coming over here just for me."

Lily frowned at my unexpected statement, the habitual chatterbox at a loss for words at the moment.

"We just finished the first week of school," I continued. "Between classmates, clubs, and other organizations, I'm sure you've met hundreds and hundreds of new people by now to form friendships with. Didn't you both join the Cal Hawai'i Club?"

Lily nodded in confirmation.

"And yet the two of you always end up coming over here to hang out," I observed.

"Well I don't like hanging out in large groups, period," Eva pronounced. "But Lily's got some deal going on with my dad - reporting back to him whether or not I'm being social - so I just tag along whenever she comes over here. You guys are chill. You leave me alone. Nobody's egging me on to join in the conversation, except for that irraz over there." She gestured at Lily.

But Lily paid her no mind. Instead, she knitted her eyebrows together and looked at me with a hurt expression. "Are we NOT friends?" she asked in an uncertain tone. "I can be... cloying. I know that. But I thought you and I were hoalauna."

I blinked and then frowned. "Based on your expression, I get the feeling I'm not translating that word quite right in my head. Doesn't hoalauna mean 'neighbors'? No matter what, you guys live three doors down from us."

"Hoalauna means more than just 'neighbors'," Lily explained. "If you break it down, the parts translate to 'friendly companion', but it's more than that."

"'Close companions'," Eva put in before smirking. "'Intimate friends', actually."

"'Intimate' meaning 'close', though," Lily clarified quickly, blushing enough to put some red in her tanned skin. "Not like... physically intimate."

"You certainly seemed pretty 'physically' intimate and turned-on while he was giving you a backrub on Wednesday," Eva teased.

Lily blushed even redder and then shot back, "So did you."

Did I detect a little pink blush beneath Eva's cool exterior?

I nodded slowly. "Well it's only been a couple of weeks so I'm not entirely sure just how 'close' you were thinking we'd get by now. But friends? Yes, I can say the three of us are friends, or at least getting there. I just want to make sure we're on the same page about expectations. Belle teases about making a BTC 2.0, but I've already said I can barely keep up with the three girlfriends I have. And I'm honestly not looking for any romantic complications beyond the ones I'm already dealing with."

"That's fair. I get that," Lily said with a nod. "Nobody in The BTC has to do anything they're not comfortable doing, including you."

"Thought you said you'd be comfortable 'doing' Matty," Eva drawled.

Lily eyes got big and she shot her roommate a look before returning her attention to me and raising both hands defensively. "Belle's a very good saleswoman. She told us all these stories about hanging out with her girlfriends by the pool just relaxing and having a good time and occasionally going for a ride on your gorgeous hunk of cock that's the biggest thing she's ever seen. No pressure. No drama. Just seven best friends who didn't have to deal with dating stupid boys who didn't respect them or put up with fumbling buggahs who didn't know how to make a girl cum. She said you guys had a helluva prom night, huh?"

Now it was my turn to blush.

"But you're right," she continued. "We haven't been coming over here just for you. I keep showing up because Belle and I get along great and you, Sam, and Neevie are really cool haole. Eva keeps showing up because she's got nowhere else to go."

Eva spat something in pidgin I didn't understand before dipping her fingertips into her water glass and flinging droplets at Lily.

"Well maybe you wanna kiss my ass!" Lily turned around and shook her booty at her roommate before returning her attention to me. "Seriously, though, we're a couple of kama'aina lost in a concrete jungle on the mainland without a single good surfing spot nearby... completely out of our element. From the very first day, you guys have been open and welcoming, showing real spirit of ohana, you know? Your relationship with three girlfriends is... unusual... but that's cool. While everybody else on-campus is all freaked out meeting brand-new people trying to figure out where they belong, the four of you already have each other. There's a sense of calm in that."

"Plus you don't have a nosy landlady looking over your shoulders asking, 'Where were you last night? What were you doing? You're not allowed to bring any boys back to the house, remember?'" Eva interjected.

I barked a quick laugh and raised both eyebrows. "Does Mrs. Morris actually ask you all that?"

Lily laughed. "Every. Day."

"My sincere condolences."

Lily waved me off and leaned back. "I have no interest in picking up a guy and bringing him home to Mrs. Morris' house. Dating is stressful, and being a college freshman in a strange city so far away from home is hard enough without worrying about boys. Don't get me wrong: a girl has needs that are hard to take care of, especially when there's another girl on the other bed a few feet away."

"That didn't seem to stop you last night, you horny little slut," Eva cracked.

Lily's eyebrows shot up and she flicked water droplets back at her roommate. "You were still awake!?"

Eva's eyes glittered. "She was muttering your name, Matty."

The next spurt of Hawaiian pidgin shot by too fast and furious for me to catch as Lily leaped off the couch and started slapping at Eva, although she kept her hands too far away to actually impact the other girl save for the laughing hapa girl's hands waving upwards in defense.

Biting her upper lip, Lily then blew a burst of air up the front of her face that flipped her bangs back in a huff before she rolled her eyes and returned to her seat. "You can't blame me - not after all the shit Belle said about him and his magic cock doing unspeakable things to her poor, defenseless body."

"You were masturbating to thoughts of another girl's boyfriend. Three other girls' boyfriend," Eva pointed out.

"Another girl who flat-out invited me to fantasize about her cute boyfriend and offered to share," Lily said defensively.

"Do Sam and Neevie know Belle's being so generous in sharing their cute boyfriend?"

"Uhhh... good point." Lily blushed and turned her attention to me. "I'm sorry. I know this probably isn't the kind of conversation you're used to hearing."

I held my hands up. "Don't worry about it. The original BTC girls have done far worse. It's all in good fun."

Lily grinned. "Does that mean we've still got a shot at joining the BTC 2.0? C'mon, Eva. Tell me the idea of letting Matty take care of our needs between classes without all the hassles of dating doesn't sound appealing. Nobody would even suspect, given that he's already together with three other girls."

"Pssht. Are you kidding me? The longer we keep hanging out with them, the more everyone's gonna think we're banging him too. Not that I give a shit what other people think."

The petite Hawaiian girl waggled her head. "Well if we're gonna get the reputation, might as well get the benefits, huh?"

"Lily..." I drawled slowly with raised eyebrows. "I told you I'm not looking for any additional romantic complications."

"Who said anything about 'romance'? I just wanna see if your lala-hu is as big as Belle claims it is," she teased with an impish wink.

Eva sniffed in amusement at her roommate's brazen invitation and turned to face me with a "ball's in your court" expression, curious to see how I'd react.

But I merely shrugged, leaned back against the couch cushion, and spread both arms out along the backrest again. Fixing both girls with a dismissive stare, I muttered, "Not today."

Lily smirked. "Does that imply... another day?"

I chuckled and shook my head, merely repeating, "Not today."