Chapter 12: Fit In

Alice wasn’t waiting for me with a fist bump at the parking lot Monday morning. I still had Belle with me, of course, and she stayed with me right up until we had to split up to go to our separate first periods. Once I got to class, Sam took one look at me, got up, and walked around to give me a hug. I wondered just how bad I looked for her to feel the need to do that.

Alice didn’t join us during the recess between second and third periods, either. I knew I shouldn’t have expected her to, but some part of me still hoped she had merely been late to school and therefore missed seeing me in the parking lot. I’d hoped everything was just a simple misunderstanding that would blow over and she’d rejoin the club like nothing had happened.

Zofi and I shared our third period, and the lissome brunette held my hand (as usual) as we walked to class. Fifty feet from the classroom door, we suddenly came to a dead stop as Alice crossed our paths. Alice stopped as well and gave us a weird look that somehow made Zofi drop my hand as if it had spontaneously caught on fire.

Alice didn’t join us for lunch, either. That’s when I gave up hope and started to get really depressed.

Sam and Mari came over to Belle’s place Monday afternoon to study and do homework, per usual. For the first time in a long time, we didn’t have a single “study break”. I mean, we took breaks from studying, but there were no makeout sessions or blowjobs or anything like that. Sam kept eyeing me with a sad look on her face, like some maternal instinct had kicked in and she wanted to take care of me, but I wasn’t in the mood and radiated “leave me alone” messages that kept her and the others at bay. Not even Belle could get through to me.

Tuesday was more of the same. I finished my lunch early and went wandering around the school, trying to figure out where Alice was spending her time nowadays. In hindsight, I should’ve asked the girls if they knew first, because the girls always knew everything. When I returned and finally asked Naimh, she immediately replied, “She’s hanging out with Lucia and Seo-yeon.”

Tuesday afternoons used to be Neevie and Alice days, but when I asked Naimh if she was still coming over, she sighed, shook her head, and asked if it would be alright for her to skip it. She just wasn’t in the mood. I didn’t go over to Belle’s place to join her and Mari, either, electing to go home alone and wallow in my own misery. I wasted about an hour just staring at the wall, thinking about all the fun things I’d done with Alice since grade school, before I finally opened my books and got my work done. Belle didn’t seem happy about it when she found out I’d spent the afternoon alone. She’d thought Naimh would’ve still come over, and figured we might even find solace in each other’s arms. But I told her that being with Naimh made me think of Alice and vice versa, and neither of us really wanted to deal with that.

Wednesday was more of the same, but better in one important way. Alice at least talked to me when we passed each other in the hall. I asked how she was doing, she said she missed me but she wasn’t coming back to the BTC, and then she had to get off to class. It was a fifteen second conversation, but it made me feel a lot better, and the other girls noticed. I still wasn’t in the mood to mess around when Sam and Zofi started flirting, but I felt better.

Thursday afternoons had always been Belle and Mari afternoons. The first time Mari ever got carried away during a “study break” was on a Thursday when she’d shoved her hands into my shorts, fed me her nipples, and jacked me off all over my own belly. It had also been a Thursday when Belle orchestrated events so that Mari would catch us in the act mid-blowjob. That afternoon had ended with me giving the luscious Latina her first oral orgasm, and she performing her first blowjob.

Belle and Sam had gotten nowhere with me over the past few days trying to entice me into one sexual activity or another. Sam had played the seductress, shaking her tits in my face, running her hands up my inner thighs, and generally trying to distract me with some of her old teasing behaviors, to which I’d politely ask her to stop. Belle had been a little more direct when we were alone together, once resorting to just grabbing my pants and yanking them down while telling me a blowjob would make me feel better. She was probably right, but I’d twisted away and asked her to stop, saying I wasn’t in the mood and I’d rather she didn’t force the issue.

Mari somehow got through to me where the others had failed. An hour into our study session, she reclined back across the bed and asked sweetly, “Matty? I know you’re not in the mood for fooling around, but can I just get a hug?”

Well, I couldn’t turn down a simple hug, right? So I ended up lying down on my left side while Mari spooned herself against my chest. She stuck her juicy booty into my crotch and pulled my arm around her midsection, and we cuddled like that for a while. Mari sighed in contentment at the feeling of my embrace, and I had to admit I felt better in that moment than I had in days. Her breathing slowed as she lazily stroked my forearm with her fingertips. I felt my own breathing slowing down as well. My shoulder muscles, which had been stress-knotted for days, started to relax. Mari truly had a body built for comfort, and it felt like nature’s design for me to mold my body around hers as if she were a warm, life-sized teddy bear. And after a few minutes, I actually started nodding off from the release of tension.

I didn’t quite fall asleep, though. My consciousness was getting fuzzy when I felt Mari mold her hand over mine. I didn’t resist as she pulled my hand beneath her sweater, up past her belly and into her cleavage. The next thing I knew, I had a big round titty in my hand with a hard nipple pressing into my palm.

I must’ve made a noise of surprise, because Mari started giggling. She didn’t otherwise react, however, and we remained spooned together like that for another few minutes with nothing else happening. After that, though, she started rubbing her ass back against my crotch. And as I started to feel little sparks of pleasure trickling into my brain, I instinctively started rubbing the massive mammary in my right mitt.

Eventually, I found myself using the grip on her boob to tug her body against my chest and allow me to dry-hump her ass with a little more pressure. I was panting softly in her ear, dimly conscious of the fact that I hadn’t cum since that first ‘proper’ threesome with Belle and Naimh on Saturday morning. The intervening six days were the longest period I’d gone without an ejaculation since before I’d learned to masturbate. And once I started seriously hot-dogging her buns, Mari must’ve realized I wasn’t going to push her away like I’d been doing with Sam and Belle, and she rolled over to face me, started working my pants down, and swiftly crammed half of my cock into her mouth.

I groaned at the welcome sensation of warm wetness surrounding my shaft, and she added a little vibration when she hummed happily. I stared down at the lovely Latina smiling up at me with a face full of man-meat, her long, luxurious locks of dark brown hair cascading down each side of her face.

Salma Hayek, eat your heart out.

Shy little Mari actually winked right before she swallowed me to the root in a single lunge. She held herself at full depth, closing her throat muscles and opening them in a rippling, massaging motion for a few seconds before pulling all the way off, catching her breath, and then slamming her face all the way back down to do it again. Who ever thought shy wallflower Mari would turn out to be the natural-born cocksucker? I actually started laughing at the incredible sensations she was able to instill in me, shaking my head as I exclaimed, “Holy crap, Angel!”

Mari grinned at me, winking again while her puffy ruby-red lips were still wrapped around the base of my dick.

“Now you’re just showing off,” Belle drawled from the desk chair.

Mari giggled, but fortunately she’d withdrawn high enough so that only my head was still in her mouth, and she didn’t choke. Swallowing and pulling off to catch her breath, she asked coquettishly, “Want me to do it again?”

“Oh, hell yeah,” I replied enthusiastically.

Mari winked and went back to work.

She didn’t only deep-throat me, either. She sucked on my knob, teased the underside of my mushroom cap with her tongue, and used her hand to stroke me expertly. She bobbed her head up and down, she stayed at the top just licking the tip, and she face-fucked herself, plunging my dick deep into her throat with every plunge.

My Angel was on FIRE.

And she had me ready explode.

“Mari ... Angel...” I grunted, clenching my Kegels to stem the tide. “I’m gonna cum.”

I assumed she would pull me out of her mouth and wrap her tig ol’ bitties around my dick and let me blow in her cleavage, the way she usually did. I thought she might even hand me off to Belle and let my cumslut “little sister” swallow every drop. But Mari was still wearing her sweater and bra, and Belle wasn’t moving from the desk chair. My angel with the dark eyes and bee-stung lips just kept on going, eyebrows furrowed in focus as she sucked me hard, sucked me powerfully...

... and started swallowing sperm straight into her stomach.

“Nnngggaaahhhh!!!” I grunted, feeling my balls evacuate as I fired away, blasting cumwads directly into Mari’s gullet. She swallowed reflexively, taking each heavy spurt with the same expertise she’d already displayed taking my thick dick down her throat. Over and over again I erupted, gushing what felt like a never-ending deluge of semen that Mari drank and drank and drank.

Five years later, I let my head fall back as I sagged back into the mattress, completely wiped out.

“Shit, Matty,” Belle observed. “You must’ve had a TON backed up.”

I merely groaned in response.

Mari nursed my prick for an extra few seconds before picking her head up, and abruptly let out a loud <BRAAAAP>.

Mari’s eyes went WIDE in embarrassment at the burp, and Belle started shrieking with laughter as she exclaimed, “Ohmigawd! It even smells like cum!”

That got me laughing, and soon all three of us were wiping tears from our eyes we were guffawing so hard.

In the end, I crooked both hands to Mari, saying, “C’mere, Angel.”

Mari’s face softened, and all of a sudden I couldn’t even imagine her winking at me with a throat full of cock. The sexy vamp that would’ve put Salma Hayek to shame was gone, and only my shy, sweet angel remained.

She blushed cutely, and hesitated once more. But when I insisted and reached my arms to her again, she fell on top of me and pressed our lips together for a tender, sincere kiss.

Friday morning I was feeling MUCH better, thanks to Mari uncorking me the previous afternoon. Belle said the bags under my eyes were gone, and she wasn’t the only one to notice.

Belle and I left the house a little early in the morning and we wound up arriving right around the same time as Alice. She wasn’t waiting for us at the parking lot, but we happened to see each other right after Belle and I parked. And rather than go out of her way to avoid us or just put her head down and pretend she didn’t see us, Alice waited on the curb and extended her fist out to me.

I grinned and gave her a fist bump. “Hey, how’s it going?”

“It’s going,” she replied with a shrug before glancing at Belle and adding a casual, “Hey, B.”

“Hey Alice,” Belle greeted cordially, but something wordless passed between the two girls, and the next thing I knew, Belle was jerking her thumb over and saying, “Well, I’ll catch you guys later.”

I blinked in surprise, and the next thing I knew Belle was scurrying forward towards the school gate like her pants were on fire. I arched an eyebrow at Alice, who sort of stared off after Belle with a mysterious smile before turning her attention back to me.

“You’re looking pretty chipper right now,” she commented. “Did you bang one of our friends this morning or something?”

I frowned. “Can’t I just be happy to see you again?”

Alice shrugged. “You looked pretty haggard on Wednesday, but you’ve got that ‘I recently ejaculated’ glow about you right now. And before you start fumbling through some stupid apology – as if you somehow need to say sorry for having a sex life – don’t. I’m cool with it. In fact, I’m rather glad you’re looking better again. This whole week, every time I saw you, you looked like ... like...”

“Like my best friend died?”

“Well, I wasn’t gonna say died.” Alice smirked and started walking. I fell into step alongside her.

“How have you been?” I asked. “Still hanging out with Lucia and Seo-yeon?”

“Yeah. They’re nice girls, and we’ve always been cool. I’ve got more in common with them than the BTC anyway.”

“More in common?”

“They’re studious, they like to read, and...” Alice flashed me a smirk while scanning the area to make sure no one was within eavesdropping range, “and they’re virgins who aren’t obsessed with playing with their best friend’s junk...”

I arched an eyebrow. “I thought you LIKED playing with my junk.”

“I did, I did.” Alice averted her gaze. “Because I always felt safe with you. I always knew you’d never ask me to go any further than I was comfortable with.”

“I still would never ask you to go any further than you were comfortable with.”

“I know, I know, but that’s not the point and you know it.”

I sighed. “It’s about the other girls pushing past boundaries you’re not ready for.”

“Exactly.”

“Which is why you feel like you have more in common with Lucia and Seo-yeon.”

“Exactly,” she repeated.

I shook my head. “More in common with them or not, you know the BTC girls would never push you to go further than you were comfortable with.”

“Wouldn’t they? Tell me you’ve never heard Sam say, ‘Hey Alice, look at the way Matty’s cock throbs! Here, come wrap your hand around it! You can actually feel it pulsing!’”

“Of course Sam would invite you to join her. But if you ever said ‘no’ to something, you have to believe neither she nor anybody else would push you. I mean, look at Zofi. She hasn’t shown any inclination to test any boundaries and you don’t see anybody pushing her.”

“But she’s also not torn about what’s happening, either. Let’s face it, Matty: I don’t fit in with those girls anymore.”

“Of COURSE you fit in. You’ve ALWAYS fit in.”

“Please. I NEVER fit in.” Alice stopped and backed up against the wall, out of the flow of traffic, and I followed her. Shaking her head, she gestured in the vague direction of the school, muttering, “Perfect 10s, every one of them: Sam the popular, busty blonde. Zofi the elegantly beautiful brunette. Belle the petite but stacked little hottie. Mari with that incredible hourglass figure. And don’t get me started on the way you look at Neevie. But me?”

“You’re amazing, Alice,” I insisted.

“And you’re biased. You’re just saying that to butter up your best friend.”

“You’re Alice the athletically-toned, fit babe with an incredible rack.”

“I want to believe you, but even if that’s what you truly think of me, I still don’t fit in. The five of them think about sex twenty-four/seven. It’s all they talk about anymore.”

“Nonsense. Everyone has their own interests, and they’re every bit as studious as Lucia and Seo-yeon.”

“Please...” Shaking her head, Alice muttered, “Our afternoon study sessions have become more about the study breaks and getting your dick into their mouths or in-between their tits more than the actual studying.”

“You gonna tell me you didn’t enjoy your own study breaks with me?”

“Of course I did, and if all I ever had to worry about was you slithering your amazingly agile tongue up my twat, I’d be perfectly happy to continue. But can you honestly tell me – now that sex is on the menu – that you’re not gonna end up porking a pussy or two every afternoon?”

“I haven’t porked a pussy in a week.”

Alice blinked. “Really?”

I shook my head. “Not since you walked out.”

“Really?”

“Couldn’t you tell? The whole ‘Matty looked pretty haggard on Wednesday’ thing?”

Alice shrugged. “I genuinely thought you were just torn up about being estranged from me. Now I understand it was just because you weren’t getting laid.”

I rolled my eyes. “I wasn’t getting laid BECAUSE I was torn up about being estranged from you. The girls have flirted a bit, but I’ve been the one who wasn’t in the mood.”

“Huh.” Alice mused on that. “I mean, I knew you and Neevie haven’t been porking. I keep asking her but she always says ‘not yet’. I tell her not to hold herself back out of guilt for me. Still, I’d just assumed Sam or Belle would still ... you know.”

I shook my head and repeated, “I haven’t been in the mood.”

Alice frowned. “But then of course, you WERE glowing this morning.”

I shrugged. “Mari eventually got to me yesterday afternoon. Showing off her deep-throat skills. I won’t lie - I felt better afterwards. But in all honesty, the fact that you’re talking to me right now means more to me than just getting off.”

Alice smiled at that. “I do miss hanging out with you, but at the same time, I’m serious about not coming back.”

I sighed. “If that’s the way you really feel.”

“It is.”

“Okay.” I took a deep breath and nodded. “I always swore I’d never push you, and trying to get you to come back to the BTC is probably as close as I’m ever gonna get. If your mind is truly made up about this, I’ll leave you alone if that’s what you want.”

“It is.” Alice shook her head. “I don’t fit in anymore.”

“Fine, fine.” I rubbed my forehead, tired of going around in circles on this.

Alice checked her watch, I nodded, and we started walking again. Although Belle and I had left earlier than usual this morning, this conversation had eaten up that extra buffer and we’d need to hurry a little to get to class on time.

“I’m worried about Neevie, though,” Alice said out of the blue.

We were still walking fast, but I glanced over. “Worried?”

Alice sighed. “She still looks like her best friend died.”

I nodded. “She misses you as much as I miss you.”

“I’d like to think that. But then again, maybe it’s just because you haven’t porked her pussy in a week.” Alice stopped walking for a moment and gave me a serious look. “Neevie’s feelings for you are real, I hope you understand that.”

“I do.”

“I meant what I said: I’m glad for her. I’m glad for you. I know how long you both have wanted each other, and now you finally can. Please don’t let guilt over me leaving be the thing that keeps you apart.”

“Come back and we won’t have to feel guilty over you anymore.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“Why not?”

“Because it just isn’t.” Alice sighed and started walking again. “You’re my friend, Matty. Neevie’s my friend too. Look, I’m not gonna avoid you, alright? I see you in the parking lot, I’ll say ‘hey’ and give you a fist bump. You bump into me in the hallways holding Zofi’s hand, don’t get all weird and drop your hands like you got caught doing something naughty when you didn’t. Give me some time and some space, and eventually we’ll figure out how to stay friends, good enough?”

I nodded and gave her a warm smile, feeling relieved. “Yeah, good enough.”

“Good.” She extended a fist to me, and as I bumped it I felt as if a great weight had slid off my shoulders.

And then to my surprise, Alice leaned forward and actually hugged me.

“Catch you later,” she said. And then she turned and ran off to class.

I felt much better after that encounter, because even though I realized things might never again be the same between us, I no longer feared that Alice would cut herself out of my life completely.

Naimh, on the other hand...

The whole BTC always came over to my house Friday afternoons, and this day would be no different. Naimh actually beat me to the house, with her car parked on the curb when I pulled the minivan into the garage. Belle said hi before walking over to her house to drop off her backpack and change before returning, and I met Naimh in the driveway with a hug.