Chapter 27: Safe

“Ask Matty. He knows,” Mari sobbed as she curled back into a ball and buried her head beneath my pillow. Soft crying noises, while muffled, were still audible. She was otherwise fairly calm now, a drastic improvement from the way things had been a while ago. But it had taken us ten minutes just to get to this point.

At first, Mari had gone insane, thrashing out at both me AND Belle until we just backed five feet away from her and gave her space. Her heart had suddenly started racing – I could feel it pounding both beneath my chest and pulsing from her core as her colon clamped down around my imbedded cock, making it difficult for me to even pull out. The longer it took me to withdraw, the more hysterical she became.

Mari had been sweating like crazy, and not just from our recent athletic shagging. Her eyes were wild, and she squeezed her own head between her hands while screaming at the top of her lungs. I was surprised Mother didn’t come banging down the door. I had to believe she wasn’t home yet.

But just as suddenly as she’d started screaming, Mari stopped. She then curled into a fetal position, sobbing inconsolably but refusing to let either of us come near her. Finally she went quiet but catatonic, unresponsive to any of our concerned questions. It was only when Belle grabbed my spare fleece blanket, wrapped it around Mari’s naked body, tucked her in, and kissed her shoulder tenderly did Mari finally open her eyes and look at us with any semblance of reasonable awareness.

Still, Mari quickly turned away and started crying again.

Conscious of our nudity and recognizing that the mood wasn’t exactly conducive to remaining so, I grabbed a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt for Belle. So clad, Belle sat back down on the bed and began stroking Mari’s back through the blanket, just to sort of let her know she was there. I sat down in the desk chair.

Eventually, though, Mari finally opened her eyes and looked at us.

Belle leaned over and looked down at her best friend with obvious concern. “Hey ... you okay?”

Heartbroken, Mari shook her head in the negative.

“What happened? I ... please ... help us understand.”

“Ask Matty. He knows,” Mari sobbed as she curled back into a ball and buried her head beneath my pillow. Soft crying noises, while muffled, were still audible.

Belle’s eyes instantly went to me. At first, she frowned. How could -I- possibly know anything SHE didn’t already know. She was Mari’s BFF, wasn’t she? But Belle’s jealous curiosity lasted in her gaze for only a second, replaced by genuine concern and a sincere interest in doing whatever she needed to make Mari feel better.

Seated in the desk chair, I took a deep breath and began, “I don’t know all the details. But ... when all of us were in junior high--”

Mari started moaning, held the pillow tighter over her head, and started shuddering on the bed. Belle quickly went back to her, and Mari poked her head out long enough to mumble, “I don’t wanna hear it again.”

“Okay, okay. We don’t have to talk about it,” Belle assured her.

“No,” Mari disagreed. But a moment later, she took a deep, shuddering breath, and said, “Just get it over with. You need to know.”

Belle looked up at me and I winced, torn between giving Belle the information she needed and further traumatizing Mari. Jerking a thumb toward the door, I offered, “Maybe we should go outside?”

Mari’s hand shot out and gripped Belle’s wrist tight. Belle glanced up at me and muttered, “Guess that answers that.”

Grimacing, I said gently to Mari, “I’ll keep it brief.”

Mari swallowed thickly and nodded, staring at me through tear-streaked eyes.

“Long story short: Mari wasn’t actually a virgin when we had our date last month,” I explained.

Belle’s eyes got BIG as she recognized the implications.

I didn’t feel the need to elaborate. “He was an uncle of sorts. Mari grew up with him. Trusted him. She started sprouting ... I mean all of us boys at school noticed how big her boobs were getting. The guy groomed her and ... yeah...”

Mari mumbled quietly, “He said I had a body built for sex. He kept saying it, actually. Blamed me for being so irresistible he couldn’t control himself.”

I winced, now realizing where everything had gone wrong; those had been MY words less than ten minutes ago. I took a deep breath, and when it became clear Mari wasn’t going to be any more forthcoming, I looked at Belle and finished, “Mari told her dad she’d been raped, but rather than call the cops he just made the guy leave the country. She hasn’t seen him since. That’s basically all I’ve got.”

Belle pondered that and stroked Mari’s cheek. “That’s why you were always covering up your body when I told you to be proud of your growing curves. I was so jealous of you, and you wanted to make them go away.”

Mari sniffled, closed her eyes, and tried to hide under the pillow again. Belle looked up at me.

I exhaled slowly. “She started eating a ton, gained a lot of weight in eighth grade. I mean, the signs were there if we’d known to look for them.”

Shaking her head, Belle stroked Mari’s cheek again and sighed, “I wish you’d have told me. I mean, I get why you didn’t, but I could’ve helped you through that period. It certainly explains why you never took any interest in boys.”

Mari shook her head. “Always scared of boys. Didn’t feel safe. Not ... well ... not until Matty.” Raising her gaze to my face, she reached a hand out towards me.

I quickly slid off the desk chair and knelt on the floor beside the bed. Then, I took Mari’s hand in between both of my own and kissed it.

“I’ve always felt safe with you,” she murmured with a small smile.

“And I’d like to make sure you keep feeling that way,” I replied warmly.

She reached her other hand out to me, and I elevated so she could wrap both arms around my neck. My Latina angel drew me close so we could tenderly kiss, just a small one, and then she disengaged so we could hug tightly instead.

“Thank you, Matty,” she whimpered softly. “Thank you for making me feel safe.”

I rubbed her back, replying warmly, “Always, Angel. Always.”

Something tickled my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

“Mmph!” somebody grunted, and as I sat up, I realized I’d just shoved my dick an inch into a girl’s throat. She took it like a trouper, gagging only slightly and keeping her head down, breathing heavily through her nose until I pulled back. But instead of letting my dick withdraw from her throat, she followed me down, keeping her plump lips wrapped tightly around the very base of my shaft.

My eyes fluttered for a brief second, giving me just enough time to see the dark-haired head staying at full depth in my lap. Mari looked up at me, her warm, liquid eyes bright and welcoming in their gaze as she recognized I’d awakened. And she stopped to smile around a mouthful of meat before pulling all the way up and popping off the top.

“Good morning,” my luscious Latina angel greeted genially. Morning sunlight from the window bathed her in a golden glow. While it would be fair to say I had always thought of Naimh as the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen, Mari was certainly a beautiful young woman in her own right, most especially when she smiled. It just seemed like there had been so few genuine smiles over the years that I’d associated her reserved, almost nervous expression as the default image of Mari in my mind. But she was smiling now.

“Mmm, good morning,” I replied before glancing down at my right shoulder, where Mari’s best friend was still tucked into the crook of my arm although facing away, her cheek pillowed on my bicep. Despite my sudden jerk, my baby Belle remained fast asleep.

In the meantime, Mari took one more lengthy lick down the full length of my cock from balls to tip, and then she crawled up my body, straddled my hips, and elevated my cock. She had just enough room to do so without disturbing Belle’s slumber, although from what I anticipated she’d start doing, I didn’t know how much longer that might last.

My eyelids fluttered as I absorbed the pleasure of Mari’s sweet, buttery pussy sinking down my erect flagpole. A good night’s sleep with my warm body wrapped around her from behind had apparently done wonders for her sense of peace, any traces of last night’s visit back to memories of an old trauma now gone.

For now.

Even as I watched this beautiful young woman ride my cock, the morning light bathing her voluptuous, naked body before me, I couldn’t help but wonder what aftereffects there may be from last night’s incident. Clearly, despite the everyday façade she showed the world, she’d never fully recovered from what had happened to her. Belle had asked about going to counseling, maybe talking to the school psychologist, but Mari had been adamant about not doing any of that. She insisted she was fine, which of course we all knew she really wasn’t. I’d suggested similar courses of action when I first found out the night she gave me her virginity, and hadn’t been inclined to push her when she resisted. Last night, Belle didn’t really get any traction either and agreed to let it go, but from the look in my little pixie’s eyes, I knew she wasn’t going to let the matter slide forever.

Meanwhile, I tried to enjoy the moment for what it was while keeping my concern for Mari in the back of my mind. I understood how important it was that she feel both safe and loved with me, and I intended to ensure she continued to feel that way. So I gave her my full attention, held her hips, slid my hands up to her big breasts, pulled her down so that I could smother my face in her tits, and then tilted my chin so we could make out.

Okay, I did a lot of that stuff for myself, too.

Mari was getting close to climax when Belle woke up. One moment, she was zonked out and drooling a little on my bicep. The next moment, I glanced down to find that she’d rolled over and was watching her bestie riding up and down my pole.

“Morning, B,” I greeted merrily and drew the back of her head to mine for a sweet kiss.

My Annabelle made love to me with her mouth, her mind still coming back from Dreamland and quite happy to stay there a little longer as our love for each other fed the energy of our kiss. But eventually she pulled back, sighed a happy sigh, and looked up at Mari.

“Morning, B,” Mari chirped, echoing my greeting. The she bent over and started kissing her best friend with just as much affection.

“Mmm, I wish I could wake up like this EVERY day,” Belle yearned while stretching her arms upward and outward, yawning immediately after.

“Me, too. If only,” Mari sighed regretfully. “But at least we get to wake up this way today. And now that you’re finally awake, I can finally do what I’ve been thinking about all morning.”

Belle arched an eyebrow. “What’s that?”

“This.” Raising herself up on her knees, Mari pulled off my dick with a wet squish but reached down to hold my dick with her right hand. She pivoted her hips ever so slightly and started sitting back down, only this time I could feel my cockhead pushing into her backdoor instead.

“Holy crap, Mari,” I grunted. “You’re not lubed.”

“Lubed enough apparently,” Mari groaned as she took the first three inches right away. “Oh my lord ... I can take it.”

“Maybe I should push into you from behind.”

“Everybody has anal sex from behind. I wanna watch your face changing as I take every inch of you deep inside me. Body built for sex, right?”

I winced at the phrase. “I thought you’d never want to hear those words again. Especially after last night.”

“I wanna hear you say them, actually,” Mari insisted. “I feel safe with you, and I wanna associate those words with your amazement at how I’m such a natural lover for you. Let’s change the meaning, huh? I don’t want my only anal memory to be of freaking out at a phrase you meant as a compliment. That’s why I woke up this morning knowing I had to do this right away. Let’s change the memory. C’mon, Matty. Tell me my body’s built for sex. Tell me how incredible my ass feels around you.”

I blinked twice before catching on. “Your body’s built for sex, Angel. I can’t believe how easily you’re doing this. You’ve been such a good cocksucker for me. I LOVE the way you can just bang me all the way down my throat at a moment’s notice. I ADORE how you’re always ready to wrap those big beautiful titties around my throbbing cock. Your fat nipples are made for sucking and biting. Your lush bubble butt makes for such a comfortable ride. Your pussy is like Heaven on Earth. And now, holy FUCK, Mari! You took my entire dick up your asshole without batting an eyelash! Now THAT’S a body built for sex!”

Mari batted her eyelashes quite a bit now, grinning proudly as she began to hump her body up and down, really fucking me with her tight anal chute while I used my hands on her hips to help hammer her body against my crotch.

Belle joined in while rubbing herself. “You two are so fucking hot together. We should really do this more often. I wanna play with myself watching my beautiful best friend fucking the man I love. I wanna stare at you pounding your sweet asshole on his big fucking dick, wishing he was in my asshole instead. I’m getting there. I’m working my way up to the big plugs. But in the meantime I’m gonna have to live vicariously through my awesome and amazing bestie with the body built for sex. You’re fucking incredible, Mari! You may still give Neevie a run for her money as the Anal Queen of the BTC!”

“Ungh! Ungh! OHHHHHHH!!!!” Mari slammed down one final time, threw her head back, and screamed as she came, Belle’s dirty language amplifying her experience.

“Nngh, nngh, oh Angel, your ass is making me ... NNNGGGGGHHAAAAAAHHHH!!!!” I grunted in reply as her tightly clenching colon rippled and massaged around my dick. From the morning blowjob to the long and slow cowgirl ride and now finally the anal finish, I was ready to blow. And when Mari’s orgasm sent her inner muscles into spastic overload, they set me off as well so that I immediately began pumping out every drop of sperm my balls had manufactured overnight.

Over and over I fired away, holding Mari’s hips tight to keep her body pinned down and my dick as deep as it would ever go into her bowels as I filled up her rectum with a fresh load of spunk. Belle had popped upright, spooning herself behind Mari’s body to reach around, maul her BFF’s tits, and kiss her open mouth.

Once Mari and I finally stopped screaming, Belle pushed Mari over so that my face was once again smothered in titflesh. I didn’t know why until two seconds later when I felt Mari get physically shoved forward and off my dick. And the way Mari suddenly tensed up on top of me in surprise before relaxing and giggling told me exactly what was going on even before I heard the sounds of Belle noisily slurping my jizz out of her best friend’s gaping asshole.

Laughing, I managed to free my face from Mari’s boobs and take a deep breath. “We REALLY need to do this more often.”

Mari and I took a shower to clean ourselves after our morning anal adventure. I sprouted a fresh erection and had fun hot-dogging her booty buns from behind, but Mari told me to save it for Sam. That didn’t stop me from sliding it into her pussy for “just a little bit” and fucking her against the wall until she managed to rub her clit to a small orgasm, but I indeed saved it.

Afterwards, the three of us got dressed and headed downstairs. Mother had already made brunch, and to our surprise we found that she wasn’t alone. Sam sat on a stool at the kitchen island, clad in a fashionable sports bra that included a dozen crisscrossing straps on the back and cutouts that exposed quite a bit of her massive tits in the front, paired with matching workout pants that looked like they’d been spray-painted on.

“Helloooo, ladies! Sounded like somebody had a pleasant morning,” she greeted salaciously.

“Good morning, Sam! This is a surprise,” Belle chirped with a grin.

Mari looked confused and glanced at the clock. “I thought you were picking him up at ten?”

The platinum-blonde beauty shrugged. “I told Beverly I’d be stopping by and she invited me to come over early and chat over breakfast. Don’t mind me though if you’re not quite done with him yet.”

“Oh no, it’s fine. The more the merrier!” Mari said brightly, and she genuinely meant it. She really was so beautiful when she smiled.

“Mariangel, nice to see you this morning,” Mother greeted pleasantly. “Will you and Belle be joining us? I always make extra anticipating Matty’s appetite. The boy eats like a horse.”

Sam grinned. “There’s a different adjective I think of when associating Matty with a horse.”

Mother smirked, immediately getting the allusion. I rubbed my forehead at the mere thought of Mother understanding that particular bit of innuendo.

Belle saved it by replying, “Yes, actually. We’d love to join.”

The five of us moved to the dining table instead of remaining at the kitchen island so we’d have more space. I went to get Belle and Mari drinks, but Mother shooed me out of her kitchen and told me to pay attention to ‘my girls’. She came over a minute later with a carton of orange juice and glasses while the rest of us had already moved the food into the middle of the table. And then to my absolute horror, Belle, Mari, and Sam got into a discussion about our evening’s sexual activities right there at the table with my mother present.

“So then Matty carries Belle into the house, tosses a few towels across the couch, and tries to go down on her. But she’s SUPER antsy and yelling, ‘NOW, MATTY, NOW!’ So he finally gives in and pushes right into her without any warmup. I think her pussy is finally getting used to stretching around his fat cock,” Mari explained while Sam leaned forward, arms folded atop the dining table, enraptured by the story.

I studiously stared at my food and tried desperately to NOT notice the way Mother also leaned forward, listening intently.

“Anyway, she came super-duper fast she was so revved up,” Mari continued. “But after that, Belle got this curious look in her eyes and asked, ‘Hey what did you do with Neevie and Zofi last Sunday? We wanna try outfucking them.’”

Sam laughed. “You know I love a good competition.”

“Yes, we know,” Belle giggled.

“Well Matty looked all embarrassed for a bit and said, ‘They did a lot of girl-on-girl stuff.’ And I told him Belle and I were actually really interested in that stuff too. So he had us give him a tandem blowjob where we were making out with each other with his cock between us. I turned around and rode him facing out so that Belle could lick my pussy at the same time. He finally came inside me, and you already know what Matty’s Little Cumslut did with that.”

Sam snorted. “Yeah, I know.”

“Oooh, and then he told us Neevie and Zofi started tribbing. And since the first time we did it at the beginning of the night turned out so awesome, we were THRILLED to do it again.”

Sam shook her head slowly. “You two have really surprised me. I mean, I could already tell that Belle was starting to find other girls attractive even before we were having sex, and once she started sucking creampies I knew it was only a matter of time before she went full lesbo during these little orgies. But you ... I never thought shy little Mariangel had it in her.”

Mari beamed proudly. “Matty brings out the best in me.”

Sam actually deflated a little, glanced at me sideways, and sighed. “Yeah, I know.” But her moment of ennui passed quickly, and she sat up straight. “What happened then?”

I already knew where this story was going, so I focused on my plate, wolfed up the rest of the food, and started doing the dishes. Mari kept going and going like a little chatterbox in the background.

I was in the middle of cleaning the non-stick pan when Sam slammed the table and exclaimed, “He did NOT!”

I turned around in surprise, alert for trouble, but Mari was just laughing like a hyena. “Total accident! I mean, he’d managed to pull all the way out and slam it right back in so many times, I figured he had it down cold. But something must’ve gone wrong ... or very, very right ... because he just went all the way up my ass on the first try.”

“No lube or anything?”

“Nuh-uh. Just boom, pop, ungh, and the next thing I knew he’d collapsed on top of me and he was balls deep up my butt!” Mari was crying she was laughing so hard.

“Good lord, girlfriend. First the deep-throating, and now this? You’ve got a body built for sex.”

Belle jerked her head around and looked at me. I was staring straight at Belle, too, but only for a second before both of our attentions returned to Mari, who had immediately stopped laughing.

But only for a moment. She grinned, thrust her chin out, and said proudly, “Apparently I do. Matty said the same thing. I take it as quite the compliment.”

“It is,” Sam enthused with a smile, but it was a weak smile, and even from across the kitchen I could see the pained look on her face. “I used to think I was this sex goddess, but over the last couple of months you’ve put me to shame.”

Mari suddenly looked very maternal, and she reached out to put her hand on top of Sam’s forearm. “Hey, don’t be like that. You ARE a sex goddess. You’re my idol when it comes to this stuff, don’t you know that?”

Sam frowned. “What? Your idol?”

“You’ve always been so confident, so poised, so in charge and in command. You have no idea how many times I’ve wished I could be more like you,” Mari stated seriously before taking a long, deep breath. “You ARE a sex goddess, and I’m sorry if I upset you in any way just now. I know you’re competitive, but I never meant to make you feel bad.”

“No, it’s not you. I really am happy for you. My mood right now has nothing to do with you or Belle or anything. I’m fine.”

“Samantha...” Mother said gently, her tone and expression telling me she knew a lot more about what was going on than anyone else in the room.

“It’s fine. Really. I’m fine,” Sam waved dismissively before turning around in her seat. “Hey, Matty, ready to go?”

I blinked. “Where are we going?”

“To get you some cardio.”

Belle snorted. “Matty gets plenty of cardio.”

“Different kind of cardio.” Sam smirked. “But hopefully your recent spike in training has helped your endurance. You’re already dressed fine. Just grab your running shoes and let’s go.”

I blinked. “Wait, we’re seriously going running? Each of you girls gets one-on-one time with me this weekend and your choice is to go running?”

“What? I always go running on Sunday mornings. Worried you can’t keep up?” Her expression was smug and there was a challenge in her voice.

“Uh, no, I’m pretty sure I’ll crush it.”

Sam grinned. “We’ll see about that.”

Our suburban neighborhood had put an emphasis on green space during development which resulted in some pretty good trails - both dirt for running and asphalt for biking - that wound around parks, alongside creeks, and between different housing tracts. Sam got me to chug a glass of water before we got going while I complained, “Aren’t people supposed to wait an hour after eating before exercise?”

“You’ll be fine. Stop whining,” she scolded like a parent.

After pausing to give Belle and Mari quick pecks, I obediently followed Sam out the front door, and together we walked at a brisk pace over to the nearest trail we could access two short blocks away. I knew from past experience that it ran for half a mile between our housing tract and the neighboring one, and then connected to an asphalt trail that followed the creek before hitting a big city park with a lake in the middle. If we made it all the way to the lake, went around the lake, and came back, it would be about five miles, most of that on dirt trail.

Sam was silent, wearing her “game face”. Like I said, she was a driven young woman, and when she set her mind to something, nothing would get in her way. I didn’t feel particularly competitive but understood that my role this morning was to keep up with her. And hey, maybe she was planning to find some quiet place behind some bushes and get my “outdoor” cherry or perhaps a blowjob just like in Tahoe (without me freezing my balls off). Although nervous at the idea of getting caught, I wasn’t so nervous as to seriously consider turning her down.

So with that in mind, once Sam started up I simply followed her pace and ran alongside her.

Running between the two housing tracts, we had the place to ourselves and were able to run side-by-side. But once we hit the creek, there was significantly more two-way traffic from both bicyclists and other runners. I wound up tucking in right behind Sam, which turned out to be quite an improvement from my point of view.

People considered these trails to be fairly scenic. There was a lot of grass between the housing tracts, following the creek offered a glimpse of nature, and the park and its lake with ducks and geese were even more picturesque. But none of them could compare to the sight of Sam’s ass squished into skintight spandex.

I found myself calling up memories of the good times I’d had with that “arse”. I remembered fondling the globes while she sat in my lap, dry humping herself against my erection out on Matty’s Chair. I remembered the sight of her wet body bent over in front of me beneath the spray the first time we had shower sex. I remembered the sight of her anus gaping wide open and not closing back up after I’d just finished slamming my dick through her backdoor over and over again.

It occurred to me that I hadn’t sodomized that ass in a long time now, since the little orgy at the end of winter break. Not that I had much to complain about having violated Naimh’s crinkled butthole nearly every chance we could get, and Mari’s twice in the past few hours. But that just gave me incentive to keep up with Sam and fantasize about revisiting that beautiful bubble butt soon. Maybe even out here behind some bushes.

It turned out that I needed the incentive. Fucking as often as I did had certainly improved my cardiovascular health, but it didn’t help quite so much with my leg muscle endurance. By the time we got to the lake my feet were starting to feel like lead weights, and even though we now had enough room for me to run alongside her, I found myself unable to actually keep up.

Sam would glance back at me every now and again, just to make sure I was still there. If I was dragging, she would slow her pace a bit so I could close the gap. The closer her ass, the harder I ran, like the proverbial carrot tied to the end of a stick. But if she ever looked back and saw me immediately behind her, she picked up the pace again, and I seriously struggled to stay with her.

In all fairness, she had been consistently running five miles or more every weekend for who knows how long. This would be the first time I’d tried to run five miles since ... Actually, I’m not sure I’d ever tried to run five miles before. I almost didn’t make it home. By that point, I didn’t even care that we’d never stopped to have outdoor sex. I was too worried about having a heart attack instead.

Mother opened the front door for Sam when she rang the bell. I was still staggering up the driveway, soaking wet and absolutely exhausted. Meanwhile, Sam stood on the front porch looking fresh as a daisy. Sure, she was sweaty and flushed and wearing a smile just as wide as if I’d given her an amazing orgasm, but she didn’t even look winded.

“W ... water ... water...” I gasped as I stumbled through the front door right after her, still chasing that ass but finding it forever out of reach.

Mother clucked her tongue, flashed me a smirk, and headed into the kitchen. I waited right where I was, bent over at the waist with my hands on my knees gasping for oxygen.

Arms folded across her chest, Sam smiled at me and said sardonically, “Yeah, you totally crushed that.”

“I ... I shoulda worn a different shirt,” I wheezed. There wasn’t a dry spot anywhere on my t-shirt, which clung to me like a second skin.

“Yeah, uh-huh. Your shirt was the source of all your troubles,” she remarked in the same tone.

“Gimme a break. I don’t think I’ve ever run five miles before.”

Sam smiled broadly. “Well if that’s true, you actually didn’t do that bad. Surprised you didn’t crap out halfway.”

I managed a winning smile as I looked up at her. “You’re beautiful enough that I’d have chased you anywhere.”

Sam looked surprised at the compliment, and her skin flushed more than that run had made her do. A second later she sniffed and turned away, taking two steps toward the hallway before spinning back. And in an obviously annoyed tone, she thrust out a hand palm-up at me and complained, “Now why did you have to go and say that?”

I frowned, confused. “Huh?”

She sighed and shook her head ruefully. “I was just starting to get into my head that you were just another pathetic little male who couldn’t keep up with me anyway, which started to make me feel better about the power dynamic between us, and then you had to go and give me a compliment like THAT and now I’m...”