Chapter 49: Unconditional

“Ohhh ... fffuuuccckkk ... Mmm, just like that. Just like that. Fuck yeah. A little harder. Yeah, just like that. Uuunnnggghhh ... So good. It’s too good!”

I gazed down at the beautiful butt in my hands, two compact and yet perfectly shaped cheeks of sleek sexiness with a shallow valley between them perfectly bisected by the sight of my engorged erection disappearing and reappearing from sight within the tight confines of the heavenly Hawaiian girl’s teenage twat.

“So good...” Eva crooned. “So fucking gooood...”

“A little harder, Matty. Drive that big dick deeper into her,” Sam encouraged. “Bloody hell she’s so fuckin’ sexy when she clenches her eyes shut and her mouth gapes open like that. Makes me wanna... [mmmmmmph]!”

I groaned gutturally at the sultry, Sapphic sight of my busty blonde bombshell taking hold of the ravishing, raven-haired beauty’s head and pulling it down to hers for an open-mouthed kiss right in front of me. It seemed quite clear to me that Eva very much enjoyed the passionate liplock as she gave as good as she got, both babes tangling their tongues together and moaning in erotic ecstasy with an intoxicating two-girl harmony.

And I fucked Eva even harder for the sound of it.

Sam reclined comfortably on her own bed, her head propped up with a couple of pillows. Eva was on all fours directly above her, knees parked to either side of Sam’s hips but dipped downward so that their big breasts mashed together in a slippery, sweaty, back-and-forth motion that seemed to stimulate both of them. A minute ago, Sam’s legs had been wrapped around my waist while I stood at the foot of her bed, blasting my big dick in and out of the blonde’s wet box. But after Sam had cum from the combined stimulation of my pounding prick and Eva’s nimble fingers rubbing her clit while the hapa babe suckled on her nipples, she was quick to release her legs and groan for me to plug up Eva instead.

“Mmm... fuck, you guys...” Eva groaned after pulling her mouth off of Sam’s. She turned to bury her face into the pillow, muttering, “My head is swimming. I’m super-dizzy. I think I’m gonna pass out.”

“Pass out from pleasure overload,” Sam teased while nipping Eva’s ear with her teeth.

“Well, still dealing with a hangover too,” I reminded while sheathing myself to the hilt and then pausing. “Maybe we should let her rest.”

“Noooo...” Eva complained, clenching her cuntal muscles around my cock. “Keep fucking me. Keep fucking me. If I pass out, I pass out. Good fucking lord this feels so good!”

My eyes met Sam’s, and she gave me a silently encouraging nod. The blonde’s hands roamed around the Hawaiian girl’s naked back, shoulders, and neck: soothing and stroking. At the same time, I resumed my steady thrusting. And Eva turned her face towards Sam’s neck, moaning with pleasure until she leaned in just a little closer and latched her lips onto the blonde’s golden skin, sucking in a way that I knew would cause a hickey.

Sam chuckled and cradled Eva’s head with one hand. Her other hand apparently slid down between the girls’ bodies, because a moment later I felt my former Head Girlfriend’s fingertips grazing my balls. She tickled my testicles for just a moment before adjusting her aim. And I could feel the precise moment when Sam started strumming Eva’s love button from the way the skinny, sexy siren started shivering from the stimulating sensations.

I grinned and gazed down at my Aphrodite, recalling the many times we had done this together with Zofi. Personality-wise, Eva and my darling treasure skarbie had nothing in common. But the two definitely had similar statures and svelte body shapes. I had no idea whether or not Sam was thinking the same thing, but there was certainly a tender quality to the way she gently tilted Eva’s face to hers and pressed their lips together in another sweet kiss.

They moaned again. There really was something quite intoxicating about their two-girl harmony of erotic ecstasy, the sound driving me to dig deeper and thrust harder into the lovely girl’s love canal.

And then Eva passed out.

Her orgasm had snuck up on all of us. One minute, Eva was whimpering her carnal bliss into Sam’s mouth while clutching the blonde’s shoulders to simply hold on for the ride - not doing anything to bang her butt back at me whatsoever. The next minute, while I certainly felt Eva’s super-sweet snatch suddenly spasm around my submerged schlong, she suddenly went utterly limp beneath me as her limbs gave out and she collapsed straight down onto Sam’s chest in a sort of frog position with her knees forward and spread to the sides while her elbows had buckled and were tucked in.

Maybe she ran out of oxygen during the lesbian liplock? Maybe her hangover dizziness finally caught up to her. Whatever the case, I could actually feel her pussy still pulsing in orgasmic aftershocks despite somebody turning off the light switch to her brain. And I came to a stop, leaning forward with my dick at full depth, rather than continue to rabbit-hump her somnolent form.

At first, all of Sam’s focus was on Eva. She studied the unconscious girl’s face, making sure that Eva was still breathing and comfortable. But when I took a deep breath and stepped back, pulling myself out of Eva’s saturated snatch, Sam looked up at me and gave me a smug little smirk while spreading her own legs a little wider.

I arched an eyebrow questioningly. I mean: I hadn’t cum yet and I did want to continue, but shouldn’t we get Eva rolled off her and situated first?

But Sam simply retracted her legs, raised her knees, and perched her heels on the edge of the mattress. She also hugged Eva to bring the other girl just a bit further up her body, giving me plenty of room. And with my little head leading the way, I stepped back into place, tucked my cockhead down to get lined up with the blonde’s bare-shaven box, and smoothly slid myself back inside.

At first I kept my pace quite slow and deliberate. With Eva still out-cold atop Sam’s body, I was worried about jostling the slumbering girl with my thrusts or banging my belly off her butt. But so long as I kept up a measured drilling, I both got enough pleasure for myself and managed to not wake her. And Sam beamed up at me with an expression of extreme amusement at the situation.

“Ungh ... ungh ... ungh...” I grunted beneath my breath as I steadily shafted Sam’s sweet snatch.

“Mmmm ... mmmm ... mmmm...” my lover moaned while keeping her lips pressed together, her light brown eyes glowing amber as she gazed up at me.

“Ungh ... ungh ... ungh...”

Sam giggled and then turned her head to kiss Eva’s cheek, once again letting her hands roam the sleeping girl’s naked back and shoulders.

“Ungh ... ungh ... ungh...”

Sam’s hands slithered together down Eva’s lower back, palming the raven-haired beauty’s booty and then idly spreading her cheeks apart to give me a perfect view of Eva’s winking anus and still puffy pink labia.

“Ungh ... ungh ... ungh...”

Sam gave me a saucy wiggle of her eyebrows before pointedly gesturing with her eyes down the length of Eva’s body.

I rolled my eyes and gave Sam a tiny shake of my head. No way was I gonna pull out of Sam and abruptly shove my dick into Eva’s sleeping body. True: I knew that Sam, Naimh, and Belle not only accepted such kinds of unconscious intrusions, they even welcomed them. But Eva and I had never discussed that sort of wake-up call. And come to think of it: I’d never even received an alarm-clock BJ from the hapa Hawaiian girl.

Sam snickered and gave me a look that accepted my decision. She continued to play with Eva’s buttcheeks though, every now and again spreading them apart to give me a fresh look at the unconscious girl’s asshole and pussy – just to tease me. But I closed my eyes for a few seconds, concentrating on the intensely pleasurable feelings of having my Aphrodite’s exquisite portal to heaven wrapped around my prick. And when I opened my eyes again, I found the platinum-haired goddess herself smiling up at me with an expression of infinite love and serene satisfaction.

More than enough to make me wanna cum.

“Ungh ... ungh ... ungh...” I groaned before picking up the pace a bit. “Ungh-ungh-ungh.”

Sam bit her lip sexily and tightened her eyes, staring up at me at the increased stimulation.

“Ungh-ungh-ungh. Ungh-ungh-ungh.”

Sam’s mouth opened as she started panting, feeling the pleasurable sensations build back up within her brain.

“Ungh-ungh-ungh. Ungh-ungh-ungh.”

My Aphrodite’s eyelids fluttered as she arched her spine and let her skull push back a little deeper into the pillow.

“Ungh-ungh-ungh-ungh-ungh-ungh.”

“Fffccckkk, Mttttyyyyy,” she groaned through gritted teeth, her eyeballs rolling up into her head as her legs shot out to wrap around my waist again.

“Unghunghunghunghunghungh.”

“Wha--?” Eva muttered as she started to stir awake. Sam was still gripping her ass and her entire body was swaying and shaking atop the blonde’s undulating form.

“Unghunghunghunghunghungh.”

“Matty! Matty! Matty!” Sam gasped, quaking out of control.

“Unghunghunghunghunghungh.”

“AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH! AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH! AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!” Sam started screaming as she came.

“UNGHUNGHUNGHUNGHUNGHUNGH!”

“AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH!!! AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH!!! AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!

“UNGHUNGHUNGHUNGH--”

“EEEP!” Eva suddenly squealed at my unexpected entrance. Seized by some kind of impulse, at the last second I pulled out of Sam’s spasming snatch, grabbed Eva’s hips, and slammed my swollen sausage straight into her soaking-wet box.

“UNGH!!! UNGH!!! UNGH!!!” I groaned as I slammed forward one final time and began spewing what felt like gallons of sperm straight into the back of Eva’s womb.

“Holy FUCK!” Eva swore as that final shove knocked her forward so that she nearly butted heads with Sam, although her face had already been tilted to the side so that she merely got her forehead planted into the pillow. I’d instinctively reached under the Hawaiian girl’s bent-over body and clamped down with both hands on her big breasts, gripping them tightly as I kept my pelvis pressed down against her compact butt, still spewing semen deep inside her.

“Aaaauuuugggghhhh!” Sam still screamed, although the volume and intensity of her howl petered out towards the end as her climax passed.

“UUUUNNnngggghhhh...” Likewise, my final grunt diminished in power and pitch as all of my energy fled and I collapsed forward, sandwiching Eva between Sam and my heavy body.

“Aue. Well THAT was a crazy way to wake up,” Eva quipped between us, gasping for breath. And then she started giggling.

“It was Sam’s idea,” I grunted, breathing hard myself.

“Don’t blame me,” Sam protested with a giggle. “You did that one on your own.”

“You were the one inviting me to slam it into her,” I replied.

“I wanted you to slam it into her while she was still out cold.”

“As if that’s really so much better. I was never gonna do that,” I insisted. “Eva and I never had the consent discussion about that.”

“The bit where you wake up a girl by pushing your morning wood into her?” Eva asked. “Oh, you’re welcome to do that whenever you want. Did we really need to have a consent discussion? I thought that sort of thing was just part of the standard BTC contract.”

“There isn’t any standard BTC contract,” I insisted. “Just like there’s no actual cup-size requirement, you’re not obligated to let girls suck creampies outta you, and--”

“Ooh, that’s a good idea,” Eva interjected. “Wanna suck out the creampie, Sam?”

Sam blinked in surprise, although she still replied quite eagerly, “Really? You’ll let me do that?”

“Of course. We’re The BTC, right? ‘One for all’ and all that jazz? And this sort of thing makes me feel like we’re even closer friends.” Eva grinned and nodded. But after a moment’s thought, she added, “Just keep it to yourself, though. I don’t think I’m ready to try snowballing just yet. Unless Matty wants you to snowball some to him.”

“Pass,” I drawled immediately, and then smirked at Eva’s teasing grin.

Sam grinned. “More for me.”

“Oh fuck ... oh fuck ... I can’t ... I’m gonna cum again ... I’m gonna cum again! I-I-I ... AAAIIIYYYEEE!!!” Eva screamed as her thighs suddenly clamped together around Sam’s head like a Venus flytrap slamming shut. But Sam’s moans and audible slurping sounds still emanated from within.

Eventually though, Eva’s orgasm waned and her head lolled limply to the side while her legs split back apart. Her eyes were closed and for a second, I wondered if she’d passed out again. But her breathing remained steady and a minute later, she opened her eyes and reached down with one hand to gently but firmly push Sam’s face out of her crotch, where the blonde had continued idly licking up whatever else her agile tongue could find.

I sat up against the headboard and muttered, “We should probably get up and go outside. The others probably heard that last scream and started thinking, ‘How much longer are they gonna keep going?’”

Sam tucked her elbows beneath herself and pushed herself up a bit, sighing. “It’s what Neevie gets for sending you in here to wake Eva up. One way or another, you’re not leaving the room for a long while.”

I chuckled and shrugged. “You’re probably right.”

“Then again, I’m sure she knows that, actually. That’s just Neevie doing Head Girlfriend things: selflessly making sure all the other girls are taken care of, especially since she had you to herself last night.”

“Neevie’s a great Head Girlfriend,” I stated seriously.

“I wholeheartedly agree,” Sam confirmed.

I sighed. “Any way you can help me help her believe that?”

Sam pursed her lips and exhaled slowly. She shook her head slowly and then looked up at me. “I’ve tried to. Really, I have. She’s just so full of insecurities and fear and she’s constantly second-guessing herself. Like last night at the party? I honestly thought she was gonna spend the whole time bitching about Charlie putting his hand on my waist in front of you and how disrespectful that was and how I’m being such a shitty, neglecting girlfriend to you and all that.”

I blinked in surprise. “That’s NOT what you two talked about?”

“Well ... she DID tell me I need to shape up or get the fuck out,” Sam admitted. “But that was just for like five minutes at the very beginning. The rest of the conversation was about how she doesn’t feel like she can handle being Head Girlfriend and wants me to come back and take charge again.”

I blinked twice. “Really?”

Sam glanced at Eva, who watched us both quietly without having moved from her position, flat on her back. When Sam brought her gaze back to me, she shrugged and said, “You probably noticed me going out of my way to demonstrate that I was part of The BTC, that this was my primary circle of friends, and that I didn’t need to go socialize with the Pre-Laws.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Wait, did you agree to come back and be Head Girlfriend again?”

“No, of course not,” Sam refuted. “For one thing, I know that if I did so I’d be cutting off her self-confidence at the knees. Neevie’s always been afraid she was just a placeholder girlfriend for you until I came back, and for me to just pop back into my old position like nothing had changed? No way.”

Eva sat up, raised her knees to her chest, and wrapped her arms around them. “Even though Neevie expressly invited you to?”

“I don’t want to say it was a test, but I do think she wanted to know if her worst fears would come true,” Sam speculated.

I nodded, confirming, “Neevie told me she was afraid of Sam waltzing back into our lives and reclaiming the top spot. She’s torn. There’s a part of her that would welcome no longer having the burden of responsibility, but there’s a part of her that fears losing her elevated place in my heart.”

Eva shrugged. “So let Sam have the burden of responsibility as leader of The BTC while Neevie keeps her place as your primary girlfriend. You DO remember that the term ‘Head Girlfriend’ doesn’t necessarily have to apply to both roles.”

“I know that.”

Eva arched an eyebrow. “Do you?”

“It’s a moot point. Sam’s not coming back to be either The BTC’s Head Girlfriend OR my romantic primary. She’s succeeding in her academic career and I’m going to do everything in my power to help her achieve her goals.”

“Well...” Sam hedged slowly.

I sat up straight in surprise. “Wait, what?”

Sam held her hands up. “You’re right; you’re right. I’m not coming back to be either The BTC’s leader OR your romantic primary. But I AM coming back to The BTC.”

“You never left The BTC,” I insisted.

“Kinda did there,” Sam muttered.

“She kinda did,” Eva confirmed.

“I lost control of my priorities for a bit,” Sam admitted. “I let myself get swept up in the busy-busy world of Pre-Law socializing and networking and schmoozing with professors and alumni and all that. It’s not that I necessarily feel like I did anything wrong or need to apologize, but I’ll readily admit that I haven’t been a very good friend to the BTC girls lately. And I haven’t been a very good girlfriend to you. I can be better. I want to be better.”

“I don’t need you to be ‘a better girlfriend’,” I insisted. “I love you, will always love you, and will always support you in whatever you choose to do.”

“I know that, and I love you for it,” Sam said warmly. “It’s precisely because I know how incredibly awesome you are and because I know with absolute certainty that I could never find a better boyfriend or partner who would so selflessly support me that I was never remotely tempted to cheat on you with Charlie or any of the other dozens of guys all trying to get closer to me.”

“I know that,” I confirmed. “Still, I’m glad to hear it.”

“Not remotely tempted?” Eva inquired. “I was at the party last night. There were a LOT of handsome, charming young men there.”

Sam smirked. “Sure, there are lots of handsome and charming silver-tongued devils in the legal world who would love to get into my panties and then drop me like yesterday’s dry-cleaning to move onto their next conquest. Lawyers are self-centered people. I’m a self-centered person. You kinda have to be to get ahead in this field. Gawd, in another life I might have even settled for a soulless orgasm or two from some wanker to get through Finals and convinced myself I didn’t have time for a real relationship, but you think I’d risk the kind of lifelong love and loyalty I have from Matty for one of those assholes? Hell no.”

“Charlie didn’t seem like such an asshole,” I pointed out.

“Unless you consider the guy putting his hand around your girlfriend’s waist to be ‘assholish’ behavior,” Eva remarked.

“That part I should apologize for,” Sam sighed. “I’ve admittedly let Charlie get a little more ... touchy/feely than I should have. I explained before that letting Charlie ‘establish his turf’ actually helped keep other guys away. So I got in the habit of letting him do that sort of thing with me as a sort of shield. But I shouldn’t have let him do that in front of Matty.”

“It’s fine,” I assured her. “Granted, I’d be happier if he didn’t put his hand on your waist in general, but I totally understand your reasoning, and I was always confident enough in your loyalty that I didn’t freak out about it.”

“Yes you did,” Eva contradicted.

I frowned at her.

“When we first arrived and Sam wrapped herself around Charlie’s elbow, you were squeezing my hand pretty hard,” Eva pointed out.

I rolled my eyes. “It was a momentary thing. And you never complained about me squeezing your hand too hard again.”

“But you still squeezed my hand pretty hard the first time.”

I sighed and gave Eva a mild look of annoyance at her betrayal.

“You shouldn’t have to hide your true feelings,” Sam stated softly, interlacing her fingers and clenching her hands together while staring down at them for a moment. She took a deep breath and then looked up at me. “The girls have been telling me for months all the times they noticed you feeling ... off.”

I blinked. “They have?”

“Belle and Neevie? We’ve been co-girlfriends since the beginning. Of course they’ve been trying to keep me in the loop. Burnt breakfast. The time you called after me but didn’t hear my reply. General occasions where they’ve seen the pain in your eyes whenever you miss me. Belle, obviously, was a little more blunt about it, but Neevie’s had her own way of letting me know you missed me.”

“Knew and did nothing,” Eva muttered.

Sam sighed. “Like I said: I know I haven’t been a very good girlfriend to you. I haven’t been the kind of girlfriend you deserve. I’m sorry for that.”

I shook my head. “You don’t need to be sorry. You made clear from the beginning that your academics would be your priority, and I always knew what I was getting into with this relationship. I really don’t need you to change.”