Chapter 43: Santa Cruz

With eight people and luggage to last for five days, we took two vehicles to Santa Cruz late Monday morning of Spring Break. I drove Belle, Mari, and Alice in the minivan, and Sam drove Zofi, Holly, and Naimh in her Escalade SUV.

It was a much shorter drive to the coast than the trip to Tahoe had been, so nobody was very tired when we arrived. Sam’s Escalade had gotten there first, so her group was already exploring the house and scoping out the potential sleeping situation. The four of us in the van joined them, suitably ooh’d and ahh’d over the panoramic view of the Pacific Ocean from the back deck, and then also went upstairs to check out the bedrooms.

“We still doing musical beds?” I asked Sam when I ran into her in the master bedroom.

The de facto leader of the BTC pursed her lips but nodded. “Much as I’d prefer to keep a lid on your ego instead of constantly making you the center of attention ... well ... what’s done is done. We’ll put you on the king bed here, pair up everyone else, and ro-sham-bo to see who gets what. The second bedroom has a full-size, but the office only has a twin mattress murphy bed. It’s Holly’s house, so we said she can keep that all week. She even volunteered to skip having an overnight with you.”

“Yeah,” I muttered. “She said she’s not much of a cuddler. Says she can’t sleep very well at all, really, if there’s someone else on the mattress with her, boy or girl.”

“So...” Sam continued, “with four nights and only three pairings, we’ll have to play the last night by ear. I’m thinking maybe a competition to see who gets to join you for a second night. As for everyone else, Alice did bring an inflatable air bed, so we could also stash that somewhere, like maybe the office. But at least one girl’s gonna end up downstairs on the couch.”

I mused on that for a second, but then gestured at the bed and said, “What if you all don’t pair up?”

Sam frowned. “Well how would that work?”

“Well the king is pretty big. What if you grouped into triples? Then we could fit three girls plus me here, two on the full-size bed, then one on the air bed plus Holly’s Murphy bed in the office. Nobody would have to stay on the couch. And with Holly skipping out, then each trio gets two nights with me.”

Sam blinked, thought about that, and nodded. “Works for me.” Her eyes narrowed, and then she poked me in the chest. “You just wanna top Tahoe and have three hot naked girls crawling over you every night.”

I smirked and held up both hands defensively. “I honestly just wanted to keep someone from having to sleep downstairs on the couch. But now that you mention it...” I couldn’t help but grin, my eyes dancing.

“But how do we decide which pairing has to split up?”

I thought about that for a moment. “All three of them do.”

“Huh?”

I smiled and stepped out of the master bedroom. Once I got to the top of the stairs, I hollered, “Everybody in the living room!!!” And then I headed downstairs myself.

The girls tittered amongst themselves curiously as they gathered; it was unusual for me to be the one giving the directions in the club. But soon enough all eight of us were assembled together.

“Everyone has scoped out the sleeping situation by now, and we only have three real beds plus the air bed,” I explained.

Naimh piped up, “We were just trying to decide who has to sleep out in the living room.”

I shook my head. “Belle and Mari, Sam and Zofi, Neevie and Alice: pair up and ro-sham-bo. Winners over here, losers over there.” I gestured next to me for the winners and over by the couch for the losers.

I had this funny thought in my head that the girls would immediately do as ordered: obediently line up and stick their fists out to play the game. Instead, nobody moved and they all looked straight at Sam.

Nonchalant, our actual leader shrugged and muttered, “Do as the man says.”

Still, the girls hesitated, but after Sam finally walked over in front of Zofi and held her right fist in her palm, the other two pairings likewise turned to face each other.

Less than a minute later, Zofi, Belle, and Alice stood beside me while Sam, Mari, and Naimh stared at me from over by the couch.

“Well?” Belle asked expectantly.

I noticed an immediate flaw in my results. Zofi, Belle, and Alice were the three skinniest of the BTC and would fit alongside me on the king-size bed no problem. Sam, Mari, and Naimh on the other hand were the curviest, and the four of us could very well end up sleeping on top of each other, not that I necessarily minded such an outcome.

Especially if they were naked.

But anyways, I explained, “The three of you will share the king bed with me tonight and Wednesday night. Sam, Mari, and Neevie will share with me Tuesday and Thursday. Nobody has to sleep on the couch, and everybody gets two nights in the master bedroom instead of one night and a third of a chance to get a second.”

The girls mused on that with each other for a moment. At first, I did worry that they might get upset being separated from their usual pairings, but everybody seemed to agree my solution was equitable and besides, the girls all played pretty well together already.

A pair of hands suddenly slid around my chest from behind and Holly kissed the side of my neck. “Well done, King Solomon,” she commented approvingly.

I patted her forearm and turned my head to hers for a quick kiss on the lips. In the intervening week between the end of Holly’s reign as my Girlfriend of the Week and today, I’d gone without an official girlfriend since neither Belle nor Sam wanted to take a turn. In theory, that made Naimh the next girl up, but even she didn’t feel ready to take that step yet. The end result had been rather status quo, and the most recent status quo had been ... well ... with Holly as my girlfriend.

Our relationship was still new, and Personal Slut was the horniest of the seven. That’s not to say none of the others got cravings for Matty dick – we still had Neevie Monday, Alice Tuesday, etcetera, and Naimh even dragged me out to the minivan for a lunchtime quickie once (and Holly dragged me out twice). Thursday had once again been the only day that Holly didn’t fuck me out of the whole week, and from the way she started nibbling on my neck right now, it would appear her libido hadn’t waned a bit.

“Hey, wanna go with me to get groceries?” I asked her quietly.

“Yeah, totally,” she agreed. “There’s a store just up the street.”

I announced to the rest of the girls that Holly and I were getting supplies to last us the week, and then hand-in-hand, the two of us headed out.

Holly and I returned an hour later with several more bags than I’d been expecting. For one thing, she was vegan and needed to get some extra supplies since she wouldn’t be able to eat some of the meals we already had planned. For another, she’d loaded up my cart with several bottles of hard liquor and wine.

“Uh, I’m not twenty-one,” I’d reminded her when the first spherical bottle of tequila went into the cart.

“Don’t worry. I got it,” she’d informed me with a grin.

When we got to the checkout line, she’d produced a perfect California Driver’s License proclaiming her to be twenty-one (going on twenty-two soon), and although her hair in the photo was a lovely shade of magenta, the young male cashier had merely taken a quick glance at her face, and then taken a much longer glance at her exposed cleavage, and finally started beeping the bottles through.

When we returned, we found that Sam, Zofi, and Naimh had all changed into their bikinis and were currently sunning themselves out on the back deck overlooking the ocean. The house was built on a cliff, so to get to an actual sandy beach we’d have to walk about a quarter mile, not that anybody seemed inclined to do so immediately.

Belle, Mari, and Alice were in the living room chatting, and Alice cheered with both fists upthrust when she saw the alcohol. “Yes! You guys told so many stories about Tahoe and I always regretted missing out.”

I remembered what had happened the LAST time Alice got roaring drunk, and I waggled a finger at her. “Behave. I don’t trust your judgment when you’re drinking.”

She blew a raspberry at me. “It’s not like I can beg you to take my virginity again. If anything, the alcohol might loosen me up and make me inclined to share dessert with you tonight.” She finished off that last part with a wink.

“Oh, well in that case, here you go.” I’d fished out the bottle of tequila and extended it over as if I was going to hand it off.

Alice giggled but didn’t take the bottle. Instead, Mari looked up and asked, “Hey Holly. Would you mind showing us around town? The three of us were just saying we’ve all been to the Boardwalk but never really explored anywhere else.”

“Yeah, totally,” Holly agreed brightly. “You wanna go now?”

The three on the couches nodded.

“Why don’t you go let the girls outside know,” I suggested to Holly. “Ask if they wanna join. All eight of us can fit in the van now that there’s no luggage. I can handle putting the rest of this stuff away.”

Holly nodded, but by the time I finished stocking the fridge and putting everything else away, she returned unaccompanied. She jerked a thumb back outside and explained, “They said they’re comfy the way they are. We’ve got four more days to explore and hang out. Besides, the sun’s good right now and the weather can be a bit unpredictable.”

I nodded and looked over at the others. “Ready to roll?”

“Let’s play Truth or Dare!” Naimh announced rather drunkenly. The happy/flirty drunk presently sat sideways in my lap, mostly paying attention to the group conversation but occasionally grabbing my head to make out with me for a minute or two. Her pajama top had already been unbuttoned down to her navel and her big Double-D breasts kept threatening to spill out.

“Boooo!” Belle immediately proclaimed in response to Naimh’s suggestion. Seriously, the last time we played Truth or Dare we’d all been sophomores, and that streak wasn’t about to change anytime soon. For one thing, there really weren’t any secrets left. And for another, we were all having sex with each other, so what Dares could there really be?

“How about Spin the Bottle?” Zofi suggested with a twinkle in her eye from a cushion on the floor by the fireplace. She wore a very cute chiffon babydoll nightie that left her long legs completely bare.

“Hear, hear!” I enthused, raising my Jack and Coke tumbler.

“I’m up for it,” Mari giggled, likewise raising her Appletini. The nipples of her braless big tits were making huge dents in the front of her sleep shirt.

Sam shook her head wryly at Mari and marveled, “My what a difference a few months make. Seven-to-one ratio? Alright, I’m in.” She set down her Jack and Coke and sat up straight in the armchair, making her jugs jiggle quite nicely in her V-neck crop top.

Once Sam confirmed, everyone else quickly chimed in their agreement and Sam started barking orders. “Holly, Zofi, move your cushions up to that side of the coffee table right ... yeah, there. I’ll scoot my chair ... here. Alice, put your chair over ... cool. And Neevie, you’ll have to ... oh, fer cryin’ out-- NEEVIE!”

“What? WHAT?” Naimh yelped like a kid who’d gotten caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

“Take your hand out of his pants ... Jeezus, girlie. And go get a dining table chair. The geometry of this game doesn’t work if you’re sitting in his lap.”

“Maybe we should get Neevie’s sleep mask again,” Alice suggested. “Then he won’t be able to tell who’s kissing him.”

“NO,” I grumped immediately. Alice just laughed and returned to her Appletini.

Holly and I had also bought a six-pack of Smirnoff Ice bottles, and all six of them had disappeared quite quickly. Naimh grabbed one of the empties while collecting the dining table chair and set it in the middle of the coffee table. “Matty, why don’t you do the honors first?”

Everyone else nodded, so I went ahead and gave the bottle a spin. It came to a stop pointed at Mari, who was at the opposite end of the couch from me. Belle quickly got up and traded places so that Mari and I would be parked together, and we quickly came together for a sweet kiss, more tender than passionate.

“How long should we let ‘em keep going?” Holly asked thirty seconds into the kiss, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees. I had an excellent view of her cleavage as well from this angle.

“Oh, right, the sand timer,” Sam chirped. She got up and went to the TV stand where we’d stocked the board games we brought for the trip. When she returned, I had no idea if it had been a minute or not, but I wrapped up my kiss and gave my angel a quick peck on the nose.

“Mari’s turn,” Sam stated unnecessarily.

Mari blushed, sent the bottle spinning, and it wound up pointed between Holly and Zofi, but more towards Holly. The girls collectively went “Oooh”. Mari and Holly hadn’t had much sexual contact yet. Come to think of it, I couldn’t think of a single time either one of them had gone down on the other or anything like that, and everybody seemed to know it.

Having switched back her seat with Belle, Mari took a quick swig of her Appletini as Holly got up and came to her. There was just enough room for the pink-haired hottie to kneel in Mari’s lap, tenderly brush the Latina girl’s dark bangs back, and then lean forward for a tender kiss even softer than mine had been with Mari.

Zofi tapped the armchair and muttered, “Sam.”

“Oh, right.” Sam was watching wide-eyed at the two girls’ first kiss with each other, and belatedly realized she was supposed to flip the sand timer.

You’d think for a group like ours that had already fucked each other in a whole variety of combinations and in a multitude of different holes, an innocent game like Spin the Bottle wouldn’t be able to hold our interest for very long. But we actually kept going for more than an hour, mostly because we kept changing the parameters of the game. The alcohol probably helped as well. Everyone was mellow and buzzing and feeling pretty good. Every now and again, one of us would get up to get a refill, but otherwise we remained enraptured by the game, and it really got going once Alice pulled out a pad of paper and started taking notes.

No seriously, she started by doing the math out loud, “Eight people in pairs, that’s seven plus six plus five plus ... uhhh ... twenty-eight.” She started scribbling on the pad, muttering beneath her breath, “Alphabetically that’s Alice-Belle, Alice-Holly, Alice-Mari, Alice-Matty, Alice-Neevie, Alice-Sam, Alice-Zofi, Belle-Holly, Belle-Mari, Belle-Matty...” Instead of writing out names she used initials like “AB”, “AH”, and “AMr”, and then she started making tick marks beneath each set of initials that had already gone.

Five minutes in, Zofi leaned forward and asked, “Hey, can I see?” Alice shrugged and set the pad down on the coffee table, and Zofi leaned forward to read upside-down all of the combinations.

Fifteen minutes in, Sam frowned. “Wait, did Belle and I really go three times already?”

Holly laughed. “What, you’ve been kissed too many times you don’t remember?”

Twenty-two minutes in, Alice grumped. “I still haven’t gotten Matty yet!”

Zofi complained. “I still haven’t gotten Belle OR Holly yet.”

Naimh volunteered a new idea, “Hey, can we do the thing where all of us sit on Matty’s dick while we’re kissing him?”

“I’m in,” Belle chirped immediately, raising a hand.

“I’m in!”

“I’m in!”

“Woo-hoo!” Alice cheered. And all of a sudden, all of the girls started pulling their bottoms off.

I shot a look over at Sam. “Please tell me you didn’t slip anything into my drink.”

The Aussie blonde laughed and shook her head. “Well ... not yet...”

“I don’t feel reassured,” I muttered. But at the same time, I was watching seven gorgeous teenage girls stripping in front of me, so I didn’t have much to complain about.

“Wait, how does this work when it’s a girl-girl kiss?” Mari asked, somewhat confused.

Zofi was quick to suggest, “Tribbing. It’s two pairs of lips kissing, right?”

“Ahhh...” Mari replied, now smiling.

Naimh was next, and when she spun to Sam, I was treated to the sight of the two busty babes scissoring their legs together on the floor. The problem was, neither of them could really sit up and kiss each other.

Mari frowned. “It’s not really Spin the Bottle if they can’t kiss, is it?”

“You realize there aren’t any actual rules when it comes to this kind of game,” Holly pointed out. “I mean, who says they have to kiss? Who says they have to go for only a minute? Why can’t it be ... five minutes?”

I leaned forward and added, “Who says the rest of us have to sit around waiting until Sam and Neevie are done?” With that, I grabbed the bottle and spun it, grinning when the bottle stopped while pointed at Holly.

The pink-haired girl promptly got off the couch cushion and hurried over to me. She was plenty wet and ready for action after more than twenty minutes of making out and watching everyone else make out. This was actually the first time our combination had come up, and Alice leaned forward and put a tick mark under the letters “HMt”.

Of course, Naimh had already come up with the sitting on Matty’s dick to start everyone getting their clothes off, and without further ado, Holly parked herself in my lap, sank her sweet pussy down around my dick, and crammed her tongue into my mouth. Thirty seconds later, she also whipped off her top and bra and pulled my mouth down to her swollen nipples.

“When in Rome,” Zofi said dryly, reached forward, and spun the bottle. It actually stopped in the empty space between herself and me and Holly, so Zofi just spun again, and this time it came up roughly pointed at Mari. With a grin and a seductive shift of her leg to the side in invitation, the lovely brunette asked coyly, “Tribbing, Angel?”

Mari was quickly out of her seat and joining Zofi in front of the fireplace.

Alice put a tick mark under “MrZ”.

Belle glanced over at Alice. “Do we really need to spin?”

Alice frowned. “But who’s gonna keep score?”

Belle shrugged. “Does anybody really care?”

“I care!” Sam announced, a little out of breath. She separated her thighs from Naimh’s and sat up. “Alice, gimme your watch. Every five minutes, we all switch. Cool?”

Alice grinned. “Cool.”

So like I said: Spin the Bottle lasted for over an hour. With everyone switching partners every five minutes, there was a lot of teasing and a lot of titillation, but I never really got into enough of a groove to spurt. I have no idea how I maintained an erection for that long – Sam insisted she hadn’t slipped me an E.D. pill, and as soon as I came I did go soft right away. Regardless, it was certainly the most entertaining game of Spin the Bottle I’d ever heard of.

Holly was horny and revved up, but she didn’t quite manage to bounce herself to an orgasm within the time limit. But she spun the bottle to Sam afterward and taking pity on the obviously twitchy girl, Sam simply parked her face between the pink-haired hottie’s thighs and furiously ate Holly out to a screaming climax. Meanwhile, Mari spun to me and was happy to come sit in my lap and make out with me – while skewered on my big dick, of course. Alice went with Zofi and Belle went with Naimh. And five minutes later, the beeper on her watch went off and we all started up again.

Naimh got to sit in my lap next, but I was a little distracted watching Belle and Holly get into a sixty-nine. I’d always caught little glimpses of resentment on Belle’s part when it came to Holly, and I gathered that the pink-haired girl had sensed those glimpses too. Holly had been going out of her way to be extra nice to Belle, Belle had tried to make clear she didn’t actually have any issues with Holly, and they’d played around a couple of times over the previous two weekends. Tonight was no exception as Matty’s Little Cumslut hungrily went after Personal Slut and vice-versa. But every now and again over the past week I’d catch a flash of something here or a weird look there, so I still felt the need to pay attention to that sort of thing. And the resulting distraction – despite Naimh’s Goldilocks pussy wrapped around my dick – made me calm down to the point I was nowhere near cumming.

Holly and I spun to each other next, and the buxom teenaged beauty was happy to come hop in my lap again. She went for a ride, gave me a parting kiss when the beeper went off, and the game continued. Sam was next, and then Zofi. Getting my dick into both hot babes was certainly pleasurable, and yet I was starting to get frustrated just sitting there on the couch getting ridden. I mean, I loved having different pairs of titties shoved into my face every five minutes while a girl went wild humping down in my lap. But the irregular nature of the spins, often with a minute or two of downtime while everyone paired up with new partners (plus one situation where Sam and Zofi would’ve ended up paired together back-to-back, forcing a re-spin that took even more time), kept setting me back. And even when I started getting close, my inability to completely take charge due to being on the bottom hampered my efforts to get myself off.

That’s when I reminded myself that there were no actual rules, so when Alice came over to me, I stood up and walked her over to the dining table. Rather than have the Korean babe straddle me, I bent her over the dining table and slammed into her snatch from behind. And two minutes in, she raised her right leg up and onto the table, really opening herself up to let me get even deeper.

Finally being able to control the tempo did wonders for helping me finally build up some momentum. I grunted and groaned and got REALLY close to cumming, but then that damned beeper went off, and I chugged to a stop before bending myself over Alice’s sweaty back while she reached an arm back and gave me a firm kiss.

Neither of us moved from our spots while the others spun the bottle. I remained buried in Alice’s cunt from behind, my weight pressing her down against the table. Part of me wanted to keep pumping, but the greater part of me loyal to the BTC didn’t want to cheat the game, so I waited and rested until Mari called Alice to come join her.

I hadn’t been paying attention and so had no idea who my next partner would be. Alice slowly stood up, I unplugged myself from her pussy, and I took a step back and sat down heavily on the edge of the table. Hanging my head down and squeezing the table edge in frustration, I watched a shapely pair of legs come to a stop in front of me.

“Will Master please shove his big fucking dick into Personal Slut’s tight pussy and flood her with all his creamy cum? Pretty please?”

Fuck, yeah.

Belle and I never did spin to each other. Alice tore the sheet of paper off the notepad as a keepsake and it was the one and only combination out of twenty-eight that never happened. The initials “BS”, on the other hand, had five hash marks. Not that it would really matter in the end – Belle, Alice, and Zofi were spending the night with me after all. But you can bet that at the moment my little pixie was frustrated and ridiculously eager to get my dick in her tight twat.

But not yet. My eruption into Holly’s quivering quim while I hammered her bent over the back of the couch apparently signaled an end to the game, and Belle didn’t even go after the creampie. She’d been a little busy getting eaten out by Naimh on the armchair, and she was so desperate for her own cum that she grabbed the back of the Irish girl’s head and crammed it into her crotch, squealing, “The beeper hasn’t gone off yet! The beeper hasn’t gone off yet!”

Zofi was more than happy to kneel between Holly’s A-frame legs and slurp out my spending while the pink-haired sex bomb remained slumped against the back of the couch. And then the exquisite brunette stood up, flipped Holly over, and stared straight at me as she cracked open her lips and let stringy bits of white jizz drip down a few inches to splash down in Holly’s gaping mouth.

After that, the girls decided it was time to get ready for bed. The alcohol had made everyone drowsy, as had the multiple orgasms for the girls. Plus, the plan tomorrow was to drive down PCH to Big Sur and do some hiking amongst the giant redwood trees, so getting a good night’s sleep was in order.

Not that anyone planned on going to sleep immediately. Belle made clear she wouldn’t be going to bed without getting my dick inside her, and Alice and Zofi intended to make full use of their night with me as well. Mari was giggling as Sam led her by the hand into the second bedroom with the full-size bed, and Sam let out a squeal moments after the door closed behind them. Naimh was technically on the air bed but she and Holly were already making googly eyes at each other as they headed into the office. You’d think the girls would’ve gotten enough of each other during Spin the Bottle, but apparently not.

Feeling mellow after my recent ejaculation and my alcoholic buzz, I reclined against the headboard of the king-size bed while Belle, still quite antsy, lay belly-down on the bed between my legs dressed in a pastel green camisole with no bra and white panties while slowly bobbing her head up and down my re-charging prick. Alice, meanwhile, was tucked beneath my right arm with her head on my shoulder. And Zofi cuddled up against my left side, holding my arm between both of hers as she likewise set her cheek down on my shoulder.

“Well this is nice,” I drawled quite contentedly, adding a wink for Belle as she stared up at me adoringly with her beautiful pale green eyes and her tiny mouth stretched wide around my fat cock.

“This is certainly different,” Alice commented. “It was a good idea to split up the usual pairings, Matty. The way this worked out, the three of us get to grill you about your romantic love life.”

I furrowed my eyebrows and glanced down at her. “Umm, what?”

Alice withdrew from my arm and sat up straight. “Zofi and I have made clear that we have no romantic interest in you. Belle insists that she’s happier being your little-sister-with-benefits and thinks trying to be romantic with you would end in jealous disaster. So that leaves the other four.”

“What about them?”

“All four of them want to be your girlfriend, Matty.”

Belle popped off my prick. “Sam doesn’t.” Then she went back down on me.

Alice rolled her eyes. “Yes, she does.”

Zofi cocked her head. “No, she doesn’t. She’s very clear on this point.”

Alice just narrowed her eyes and gave both girls pointed looks.

Belle and Zofi looked at each other, and then Zofi sighed. “Okay fine, deep down we all know she does, but she’s pretty much convinced herself not to. For real, she and Matty aren’t about to start dating or anything. What are you getting at, anyway?”

“I wanna know what Matty thinks about all four of them,” Alice said with a shrug.

“I’m not gonna talk about my feelings for the other girls,” I insisted.

“You’re trying to be a gentleman.”

“I’m trying to not become a boiled frog.”

“What?”

Belle popped off my prick. “That’s the second time you’ve said that to me.”

I rubbed my forehead. “Long story. I’m not getting into it now.”

“Ooh, I have an idea!” Zofi chirped as she also sat up.

“Hold that thought,” Belle said as she likewise sat up. She had apparently removed her panties at some point and crawled forward until she had centered herself over my dick. Her eyelids fluttered as she slowly sat down, sinking inch after inch into her tight twat, although she got stuck halfway down and had to sort of twist side-to-side a bit before finally getting her pussy to stretch far enough for complete penetration.

At last, she was fully seated on my lap. And with a sigh of contentment, the strawberry-blonde pixie gestured to Zofi. “Go ahead.”

The exquisite brunette grinned, her bright blue eyes sparkling. “Maybe Matty won’t tell us anything, but he can’t stop us from speculating in front of him while we watch the way his expressions give him away.”

“Wait-wait-wait,” I held up my hands. “I can try to stop you.”

It took Alice and Belle a second to get her drift, but their eyes lit up a second later and I realized I wasn’t going to be able to stop them.

“So seriously, what is the DEAL with Holly?” Belle started right off the bat. “At first, I thought this Master/Personal Slut thing was just a little roleplaying fetish, but she’s still doing it and seems even more into Matty than ever.” Her question wasn’t directed at me. Rather, she ignored me completely and looked back and forth between Alice and Zofi.

Zofi nodded and gave Belle a helpless shrug. “I’ve never seen anything in her that would suggest she’s actually submissive. I mean, Sam’s the one who gets off giving Matty control. We’ve had a lot of sex with Holly, and she’s always been bouncy and perky since we first got her girl/girl virginity over the summer, but something’s different now.”