Chapter 2: Holly

While the five of them were gone, Mari paused the movie and the three of us sat around in semi-uncomfortable silence. Mari was oblivious, asking, “What happened?” Neither Naimh nor I could give her an answer, and rather than endure the ensuing awkward silence, I excused myself to go to the kitchen for a drink of water.

I actually did get a glass of water, and was in the middle of drinking it when Naimh arrived in the kitchen as well. I offered her a drink but she declined. She instead 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 my mouth 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, clasping her hands together down by her left thigh and twisting slowly. “Sometimes I wonder if I should leave the BTC. Then I could be an outsider like Holly and give you all the handjobs I want. Or more.” She then 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 described 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 the drunken one-night stand. There was her Junior Prom date, though - that one I wasn’t a hundred percent sure about. And 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 pursuing.

In a way it was true what Darryl had 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 gone out on a single date, nor had Naimh since her arrival. And while Sam, Zofi, and Belle had all dated a little bit, at the moment none of them were currently seeing anybody.

“You can 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 thing 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 collective BTC too much to risk ruining it all by actually having sex with one of them. I muttered quietly, “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, Zofi, Belle, Alice, 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. Three of them pecked me on the cheek and then three pecked me on the lips. Alice just gave me a fist bump and a little smirk. Sam, Zofi, and Holly were the first to drive off. Naimh was 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 worry about it. 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 day of school had been little more than orientation and going over the syllabus, so we didn’t have any actual homework yet. 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 palming the first naked breasts of my entire life. 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 fingers 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’d heard what I 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 asked cutely, “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, Belle, and Alice did. 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 my brain 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 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 I made them feel so amazing inside, and yet I couldn’t really understand exactly how that felt.

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 all 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 amazing.

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 watched myself cum in a hot girl’s mouth and all over her 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. You’re not the type of guy who’d blab to his friends though, right? Well, actually, who am I kidding? 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 need to be present for what she had next in mind. I pulled up my pants and stood, 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 muttered 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 would’ve needed to stoop a little to kiss her. Instead, I simply picked her up in my arms so that she could wrap 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.

The blue-haired beauty parked her feet on the edge of my mattress, raising her knees up into the air while spreading 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 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.