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-- CHAPTER 66: Spectacular --

****

It simultaneously felt like forever and no time at all until the ski patrol arrived at our location. “Forever” because Luna was groaning in obvious pain after her unfortunate hands-on encounter with Mammoth Mountain’s winter flora. “No time at all” because I blinked and all of a sudden the two red-uniformed paramedics were whirling around me in a flurry of activity. I was still a little stunned at what was going on, and even though both paramedics gave us their names, I completely forgot them immediately.

Thankfully, a couple of skiers had seen Luna crash into the trees and offered to race to the bottom to call for help, allowing me to stay with Luna. She’d remained fully conscious and retained feeling in all of her limbs. I wanted to believe she wasn’t seriously injured, but I was no doctor and had told her to stay put until the professionals arrived. Hell, my first thought was to not let her move at all, just in case she’d hurt her neck. But she started getting up on her own, and with a sense of relief, I quickly knelt down to help her sit upright in the snow.

Naimh remained at the top of the fork in the road between Lower Dry Creek and Easy Rider, safely tucked out of the way against the tree line and just visible to me about fifty yards away. I’d told her to stay there rather than attempt to snowboard down to me – lest I end up with TWO injured girls. She’d unlatched herself from her snowboard and could probably have slid down to us on her bottom or something. But then she’d still have to hike back up to get her board and ride down the beginner-level slope to get home, so I’d told her to wait where she was and keep looking for Skylar, Eva, and Alice to come down the trail and try to flag them down.

Indeed, a few minutes after the ski patrol paramedics had started checking on Luna, I heard rather animated chatter from above and turned around to see that the trio had joined Naimh at the top of the steep section. I waved to them, and Eva waved back to me. Skylar, Naimh, and Alice were facing each other and still talking.

“Fortunately, you don’t appear to have any broken bones,” the lead paramedic told Luna, which brought my attention right back to her. “But you’ve got a Grade 1 sprain of your right wrist. And I can’t be certain of the severity until we get you down the hill to let you put some weight on it, but you’ve definitely got at least a Grade 1 sprain of your right ankle, and maybe even Grade 2 or Grade 3. Most likely from when your skis initially detached.”

Luna nodded glumly. “Guess I won’t be skiing myself down the mountain.”

The paramedic gave her a warm smile. “Afraid not. But cheer up: you get to go for a ride on that thing.”

Both Luna and I looked over at the bright-red ski patrol toboggan parked against a nearby tree.

“We’ll get you down safe and sound, bring you over to the medical clinic, and get you fully checked out,” the paramedic told her.

“Can I go with her?” I asked.

“Well, not on the toboggan,” the second paramedic quipped with a sly grin.

The lead paramedic looked over at me. “Boyfriend? Husband?”

“Boyfriend,” Luna replied immediately, which made me pop my eyebrows in surprise.

Fortunately, both of the paramedics were looking at her, not me. And the lead paramedic said, “The answer is ‘yes’. Your boyfriend can follow us down and then go with you into the clinic.”

I blinked and then kept my mouth shut, wondering if they wouldn’t have let me accompany Luna had we been ‘just friends’.

The second paramedic went to bring over the toboggan. While both paramedics then helped Luna into a seated position and strapped her in, I walked away from the tree line a bit and started waving with both arms to the four girls up the hill. With shouting and improvised semaphore, I tried to tell them to meet us at the bottom. I knew that the Lower Dry Creek trail eventually reconnected with Easy Rider. And after a bit of waving, Naimh seemed to catch on and nodded before herding the girls together to continue their run.

When I returned, the ski patrol had gotten Luna and her rental ski equipment loaded into the toboggan, and the lead paramedic went to take hold of the guide poles. I clicked myself into my snowboard, gave myself a mini-pep-talk of assurance that I WOULDN’T crash even though this was an intermediate/advanced route. And as soon as the leader started bringing Luna down the mountain, I set off to follow them.

Fortunately, the ski patrol was in no hurry to race to the bottom, and they took wide S-turns to keep their overall speed quite pedestrian on the steep slope. I was easily able to keep up, even though I spun out of a turn and fell one time. But after a few minutes, we all made it down to the bottom.

But Naimh and the others were nowhere to be seen. I’d assumed I would see them at the bottom of the trail where the two trails reconnected, but there was no sign of them.

I thought perhaps they might be near the Gold Rush Express chair lift where we always met up. But they weren’t there either.

And somewhat to my surprise, the ski patrol took Luna straight to the parking lot.

“Wait, are we not going to The Mill?” I asked, pointing at the large, wooden building nearby that I knew featured a restaurant, restrooms, and a ticket booth.

The lead paramedic was already talking into his radio, but the second paramedic shook his head. “The Mill doesn’t have a medical clinic. We’ll take you both by ambulance over to the Main Lodge.”

“Oh… Uhhh…” I muttered, glancing at Luna in surprise. She was still seated in the toboggan, looking as perplexed as I did.

“That a problem?” the second paramedic asked.

“No, not a problem,” I replied. “It’s just that our friends were coming down the mountain to meet us. I have to assume they went to The Mill.”

“Any of them have a cell phone?”

“Sam, usually,” I replied, more for Luna’s benefit than the ski patrol.

“But Sam’s not with Neevie and the others,” Luna pointed out to me. “Do you have your cell phone?”

I winced and shook my head. “Left it in the van. One less thing to carry around, and we had plans to meet up at Canyon Lodge at four o’clock.”

Luna frowned. “Maybe you should go without me to meet up with them.”

I shook my head immediately. “I’m not leaving you.”

“Do you know Sam’s number?” the second paramedic asked me.

I nodded.

“Then you can call him from our office, no problem.”

I didn’t bother to correct him regarding Sam’s gender. “Thanks. Sounds great.”

The ambulance came around the corner and started rolling up towards us. Luna took one look at it and sighed mournfully. “This was NOT how I expected this day would turn out.”

“You’ll be fine,” the second paramedic assured her. “Just think of this as a fun story you two will be able to tell your kids.”

Luna and I glanced at each other, and we both immediately burst into laughter.

****

The on-call doctor at the Main Lodge medical center formally diagnosed Luna with a Grade 1 sprain of her right wrist and a Grade 2 sprain of her right ankle. She was unable to put any weight on her right foot to stand and had been given a pair of inexpensive aluminum crutches. They wrapped her right foot and ankle with an ice pack and sports tape. Another wrap went around her right hand and wrist. I took both Luna’s ski equipment and my snowboard over to the Main Lodge rental shop and got a return receipt for them. But for now, I had to keep my snowboard boots as well as Luna’s ski boots because our regular shoes were still in a locker back at Canyon Lodge.

I’d called Sam and left her a voicemail to let her know what was going on, along with the phone number of the medical clinic. Ten minutes later, she called me back and immediately went into project manager mode. She, Zofi, Belle, and Mari would get to Canyon Lodge and return their ski equipment. Sam and Belle would take the Gondola back to The Village to collect my minivan (Sam had my spare keys with her) and drive it over to the Main Lodge to collect us. Meanwhile, Zofi and Mari would remain at Canyon Lodge waiting for Neevie, Skylar, Eva, and Alice to join them, given that we’d all drilled into our heads the need to meet up at the agreed-upon rendezvous point in the event something went wrong. And then that group would take the Gondola back and drive home in Sam’s Escalade.

For now, all Luna and I needed to do was wait.

With her right wrist also sprained, it was difficult for Luna to use both crutches. With some trial and error, we practiced letting her use just one crutch under her left armpit, which allowed her to hop on her left foot for short distances across the clinic, but would be impractical for any long distances. I offered to carry her outside, but Luna rolled her eyes and shot me a dirty look that had more to do with her pride than anything else. The doctor ultimately had one of the staff roll Luna in a wheelchair out to the parking lot before depositing us in front of a giant stone statue of a dark gray mammoth. And we sat down on the curb waiting for Sam and Belle to arrive.

“So that happened…” Luna began with a sigh, shaking her head mournfully and staring out across the street to the snowy mountainside beyond. Her arms were folded across her chest, and her legs were extended out in front of her: left foot encased in her ski boot; right foot bootless and crossed over her left ankle, just a sock, an ice pack, and the sports tape wrap.

“Could’ve been worse,” I offered. “Far worse. To walk away from a crash like that with nothing more than a couple of sprains? I’d call that a ‘win’.”

Luna pursed her lips and shook her head. “Except that I didn’t walk away. I got rolled away in a wheelchair after my sorry ass had to turn down your offer to get carried out. In the future, please spare me the embarrassment and just don’t offer in the first place, alright?”

“Don’t… offer… to give… Luna… piggybacks.” I mimed handwriting into my left glove. “Made a note of that.”

Luna chuckled. “You give all the other girls piggybacks. Guess you should start compiling a list of all the things you can do with the other BTC girls but not me.”

“Don’t… offer… to have sex… with Luna,” I drawled while miming another note into my left glove.

“You really needed to write that one down?”

“Well it seems obvious but can’t hurt. Anyways, it’s just a list of two right now. Anything else I should add?”

“I don’t know. What else do you always do with the other girls that I might not like?”

I shrugged. “Backrubs?”

“I’m good with getting backrubs.”

“Homework help?”

“I’ll take that too.”

“Listen to their problems and make them feel better.”

Luna pursed her lips and glanced over at me. Exhaling slowly, she nodded twice and then murmured, “You’re really good at that from what I’m told.”

“Glad to know you’re hearing positive reviews about me.”

Luna shook her head. “Don’t need to read the reviews. I’ve got first-hand experience myself. Thank you for being here for me, Matty.”

“You’re welcome, Luna.” I gave her a sincere smile, but a moment later it shifted to a wry grin as I added, “Or Lunita or Stellaluna or Lunacia or sheer Lunacy or maybe just Lucy or… or something?”

Luna laughed. “The more fun you make it for me to watch you guessing, the less inclined I am to actually tell you.”

“I am definitely gonna tell Belle to raid your purse to read your driver’s license.”

Luna laughed again, and just kept laughing and laughing for a minute before finally exhaling with a long sigh.

“I’m glad you can laugh after all you’ve been through,” I told her.

“I’m only laughing because of you. If you weren’t here, I’m sure I’d be burying my face in my arms and crying right about now.”

Reading Luna’s expression and the moisture in her eyes, I slid closer to her, wrapped my left arm around her back, and hugged her close. “You’re welcome to bury your face in your arms and cry too if that’s what you want.”

“I’m not gonna cry in front of you.”

“Why not? The girls cry in front of me all the time.”

“You’re a guy.”

“I’m not just any guy. I’m Matty. I’m BTC.” I squeezed her again. “We’re both BTC, aren’t we? Cry away.”

Luna looked up at me, and I gave her the warmest, most reassuring smile I could give her. I rubbed her shoulder and gave her another hug. And a moment later, she twisted to shove her face into the crook of my neck and started bawling.

At first I simply wrapped both arms around Luna and let her cry, waiting her out. But when her sobs kept coming, I stroked her spine with my right hand, caressed her head with my left, and soothed, “There, there… Let it all out. I got you. I’m right here for you.”

She kept sobbing, and I kept soothing. And for a little while, there were no other people around in the entire world except for us.

Eventually though, Luna’s tears ran dry and she quieted down. I relaxed my grip the instant I felt her start to sit up straight again, and she wiped her snotty nose with the back of her right glove.

“Dios mío, Matty. I was soooo scared!” she whispered, looking up at me with renewed terror in her eyes.

“I know you were,” I said gently, keeping my arms around her.

“I heard you yelling for me to turn. I heard you yelling for me to sit down. But I just… I froze! I panicked. I didn’t know what to do! I thought I was gonna die!”

“But you didn’t die. You got a little banged up, but you’re alright. It’s all over now.” I rubbed her shoulder. “We’re gonna get you home and let you soak in the hot tub for a long while, alright?”

Some of the terror bled out of her gaze as she nodded quickly and exhaled slowly. She must’ve been holding her breath, because she started panting for air, and she trembled in my arms.

“I am NEVER going skiing again,” Luna insisted.

I chuckled and shrugged. “Well, you’re certainly not skiing anytime soon. Not with a sprained ankle you aren’t. But once you heal up, I think it would be a great idea for you to start skiing again in a couple of months. Get back up in the saddle and prove to yourself you can handle it. On bunny slopes, though. Like… nowhere near a steep cornice, at least at first.”

Luna blinked at me and then winced. “But skiing is expensive.”

I shook my head. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I can’t NOT worry about it. I know how much lift tickets cost. How much my ski rentals cost. And… oh, shit. Did they charge you for damage on my skis?”

I shook my head. “Nope. Just checked them into the computer and gave me a receipt. We still gotta get the boots back to the Canyon Lodge shop, though.”

“Where I come from, when a group of friends goes out together, they combine the receipts at the end and split things up.”

“We do that sometimes, too,” I said with a shrug. “A bunch of us pitched in to rent the house.”

Luna’s eyes narrowed. “But Neevie told me I wouldn’t need to pitch in for that since you all had already paid for it.”

“That’s true.”

“But I thought I’d at least have to pay for my food, or pay for my lift tickets and ski rentals, or--”

“Seriously: don’t worry about it.”

“Can you please stop telling me not to worry about it?!”

I took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Luna looked like she wanted to keep going, but she took a deep breath of her own and waited me out.

Finally, I spoke.

“You don’t know my life story, but I’ve told you I was raised by an absentee mother whose parenting style was to throw money at me and leave me on my own. Belle’s dad is a surgeon. Sam’s family is loaded. It’s no secret that we grew up in an affluent part of town, and while money doesn’t buy happiness, it doesn’t hurt to have enough of it to the point that you don’t need to worry about it.”

“Clearly, I’ve never had enough money to not worry about it.”

“Clearly,” I agreed. “Which is why the rest of us are perfectly happy to cover you.”

“But why?”

“Why not? You’re our friend.”

“You mean I’m your charity project.”

I frowned. “What?”

“Poor Luna grew up in the barrio and now all the rich kids can feel better about themselves for letting her tag along on their expensive vacation.”

My frown deepened. “That’s NOT our intent.”

“Forgive me for being suspicious of your motives.”

I gave her a wounded look, pulled back my arms, and even slid myself a foot away from her. “For real?”

Luna winced and instantly looked embarrassed.

“After everything I’ve done to prove that you can trust me…” I gestured out at the snowy mountain before us and then gestured my hands back and forth between us. “… are you seriously still suspicious of my motives?”

“I’m sorry,” she apologized, grimacing and covering her face with both hands. “You’re right. You’re right. You’ve been nothing but kind to me, you just went recklessly chasing me down a black diamond your first day on a snowboard and could’ve gotten seriously hurt yourself, and I’m being a total ingrate about it.”

I pursed my lips and exhaled forcefully through my nostrils, biting back my anger. “It’s alright,” I muttered, trying to convince myself I wasn’t upset as much as I was trying to convince her. “Besides, that wasn’t actually a black diamond. On the map it’s a black diamond inside a blue square, so… not that reckless.”

Luna smiled at the break in tension and sighed. “You still came after me.”

“You’re BTC. We all look after each other,” I assured her. “And don’t worry about feeling defensive. You’re bound to be a bit emotionally raw after a trauma like the one you just went through.”

“You’ve done nothing to deserve my mistrust,” Luna muttered. “Other people have treated me with kindness only to expect certain things in return, so I’m sorry if I’ve been conditioned a little to be suspicious. It’s hard for me to look at everything The BTC has done for me the past few days and really believe there aren’t any strings attached. Skiing, ski lessons, housing, meals, gas… even you sitting here next to me when you could’ve been up there having a good time…”

I looked up at the mountain while Luna waved across the snowy white terrain covered with chairlift hardware and tiny dots of people skiing and snowboarding their way around the trails.

“Even though you, Belle, and Neevie keep telling me not to worry about it,” Luna continued, “I can’t help but feel obligated to pay you back.”

“Nobody’s asking you to pay us back with money.”

“That’s good, because I don’t have any. I’m only at Berkeley and living in the dorms because of scholarships and some pretty massive student loans.”

“Nobody’s asking you to pay us back with anything, not even your continued friendship,” I added. “We didn’t invite you on this trip to make you feel obligated to join The BTC. We invited you because we like you and we like having you around: that’s it. No further expectations. No further obligations. If we go back to Berkeley at the end of the trip and you decide that BTC life just isn’t for you, well…”

“You can’t say the girls would just let me walk away.”

“Well, no, they wouldn’t,” I admitted. “They’d try to change your mind and convince you to stay, but on the merits of being in The BTC. You KNOW nobody would ever say, ‘Hey we just spent all this money on you so if you decide to walk away we’re gonna send you an itemized invoice for the half-cheeseburger, the slice of cheese pizza, and the sixteen fries you ate at lunch along with everything else. Oh, and this ski boot if you forget to return it.’”

Luna snorted and shook her head while I held aloft Luna’s right-foot ski boot and waggled it.

“Everyone in The BTC has their own issues and foibles,” I continued. “We each need a little support from everyone else. Some of us have the means to support each other emotionally. Some of us have the means to support each other financially.”

“And some of the girls - not me – have big enough boobs to wrap around your massive dick and give you a titfuck.”

Now I snorted and shook my head. “Well… That’s not an incorrect statement, but the size of a girl’s boobs doesn’t actually have any bearing on her ability to support everyone else in The BTC.”

“I’m never gonna grow a big pair of boobs, and even if I did, I’d never use them to provide you with… ‘support’.”

I held up my left glove and started miming a pen. “Should I write that down?”

Luna smirked, shook her head, and then sighed. It took her another few beats to collect herself. And when she looked back up at me, any trace of her previous smile was gone.

“I appreciate you saying that I don’t need to pay you back financially,” she stated seriously. “I hear you saying I shouldn’t feel obligated, but I can’t help feeling like I owe the BTC something in return, and I’d very much like to find a way to feel like I’m pulling my own weight, you know? For my own sanity, if nothing else.”

“Fair enough.”

“Maybe I should start with some of that emotional support you were talking about: reassure Neevie that she’s all kinds of awesome, keep Belle’s impulses in check before she accidentally blows something up, give Skylar someone else she can talk to and relax with.”

“All of those things sound great. Yes please. And thank you.”

Luna arched an eyebrow at me. “Let the one guy in The BTC that all the girls are in love with know when he’s sitting on a ticking time bomb.”

I blinked. “Sitting on what now?”

“Not even counting the NBGs who will all be flying home after this trip, you do know you’ve got five girls who are all in love with you at the same time, right?”

“Well, three.”

“Five.”

I blinked twice. “Only three are my girlfriends.”

“You’re not really that dense, are you?”

I sighed. “My relationships with Eva and Skylar are… are…”

“Complicated?”

“Something like that.” I took a deep breath. “Eva has gone out of her way to make clear that she knows what love is, and that she doesn’t feel it for me. Skylar, too, doesn’t see me as a potential romantic partner. I’m ‘just a kid’ to her.”

“Yeah, uh-huh,” Luna muttered dubiously. “I may not have any romantic interest in you whatsoever myself, but I AM a woman who knows what it’s like to have feelings for someone who may or may not have the bandwidth to love me back in equal measure.”

I winced, immediately thinking of Luna’s recent breakup with Isabela.

“I’m just saying: if -I- was a new girl who realized I had feelings for someone who already had three girlfriends, coming up with excuses like ‘we’re not like that’ or ‘he’s just a kid to me’ is exactly what I’d be doing too.”

I sighed and shrugged helplessly. There was nothing I could do about that stuff right now.

“And then there’s the whole ticking time bomb about Sam.”

“Sam?” I blinked. “What about her?”

Luna shrugged. “Don’t get me wrong: everyone in The BTC is happy to have her back. More than once, Belle and Neevie have told me that ‘it feels just like old times’ with Sam in charge and barking orders during a ski trip.”

My eyes narrowed. “I smell a ‘but’ coming…”

Luna looked at me seriously. “Everyone’s happy to have Sam back, but there’s a part of them that resents how… easy… it’s been for her. This is The BTC. The girls love each other, they forgive, and they move on. That’s like the corporate mission statement.”

“What are you trying to say?”

Luna shrugged again. “Everyone has a little selfishness inside them: a Selfish Belle, a Selfish Mari, a Selfish Neevie. They all want to take the high road and welcome Sam back with open arms; but while they’ve forgiven, they have NOT forgotten. They’re letting it slide for now, and Sam’s been on her best behavior. That’s easy to do when we’re all living together in a rental house far, far away from school and all of her Pre-Law crowd. But if she slips up again? Fool me once, fool me twice and all.”

“You make it seem like it’s a foregone conclusion that Sam’s gonna fuck up again.”

“I hope she doesn’t.” Luna shook her head. “For your sake, I sincerely hope she doesn’t.”

I frowned, pursed my lips, and took a deep breath. Luna was on a roll, and I wanted to find out everything she might be able to tell me. “What else?”

“MATTY! LUNA!” Neevie’s voice suddenly called from across the street.

Both Luna and I turned to look, surprised to find Naimh, Skylar, Eva, and Alice all standing by the Main Lodge, still with all of their rental gear. Despite our standard protocol, they must NOT have gone to meet up with the others at Canyon Lodge.

The most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen dropped her snowboard and started hustling across the street towards us, a gleefully happy smile on her freckled face.

I smiled and waved to her, happy to see my precious Squeakers. But I still paused for a moment to glance at Luna, arch an eyebrow, and tell her one thing.

“To be continued…”

****

As it turned out, Naimh and the others had indeed gone to The Mill to meet up with us. But upon entering and finding out that there was no medical clinic there, the staff told them that the ski patrol would’ve brought us to the clinic at the Main Lodge.

But while Luna and I had ridden in an ambulance to get from Point A to Point B, our friends had consulted a map and then taken the Stump Alley Express chair lift to the Broadway trail to ski and snowboard their way down to us. Unfortunately, Broadway was an intermediate trail, and a very long one at that. Even if Skylar was perhaps a better skier than she gave herself credit for, it was still Naimh’s, Eva’s, and Alice’s first day ever on snowboards. And Naimh kept… well… falling.

But she kept getting up and continuing.

She’d fall down. She’d get up. And she’d keep going.

She’d fall down again. She’d get up again. And she’d keep going.

Fuck, I think she ended up with more bruises than Luna did. But eventually the most gorgeous thing I’d ever loved finally made it to me.

Then she tackled me across the sidewalk.

And my head actually hit the pavement.

Good thing I was still wearing my helmet, mostly because my head would be cold otherwise.

“Ohmigawd Matty when the two of you went over the edge I started having a full-blown panic attack you were both gonna die it was so steep and then even when I saw you were okay I had no way of getting down to you and then even after the ski patrol got you like ohmigawd you’ve no idea what we had to go through to get to you because I thought you’d signaled me to meet you at the bottom so of course we all assumed the medical clinic would be in the building but then when we went inside we couldn’t FIND the clinic and I said, ‘Stay here’ and then I went one way and Sky went another way and when I came back everybody was just GONE and I was all, ‘Didn’t I tell everyone to stay here?!?’ and I started searching for everyone and it took forever before I finally spotted Eva and she said she went to ask the restaurant people where the medical clinic was and they told her it was at the Main Lodge and then she was all, ‘No, I’m looking for the medical clinic at THIS lodge!’ but then they told her there were only two clinics, one at Canyon Lodge and one at Main Lodge but that if our friends were on this side of the mountain then they would’ve gotten taken to the Main Lodge and so we had to go collect our gear and ohmigawd my bindings were like frozen in ice! And I couldn’t get my boots to lock in and I started crying and crying but Eva was so strong I mean like superhero strong and I mean she’s been fucking freezing this whole trip with her face covered up and everything but she pulled her gloves right off and got the ice outta my bindings and then we were up and heading for the chair lift and-- MMPH!”

I’m summarizing what I think Naimh said, given that her accent had gotten really thick and she was blubbering and crying all throughout. In the end, I finally cut off Naimh’s rambling with a fierce kiss and would get the rest of the story later. Meanwhile, I just knew she was happy to see me, even though I’d never been hurt and we’d been apart for less than an hour. It was only after we sat up and realized the other three were all talking to Luna and asking about her injuries that Naimh flushed with fresh embarrassment and started apologizing to Luna for being so inconsiderate.

Luna, of course, laughed her off and replied, “But of course you’d go straight to Matty. Of course.”

The six of us hung out there next to the big mammoth statue, chatting about our respective adventures until Sam and Belle rolled up in my minivan, with Belle behind the wheel. Squeezing eight people wearing padded snow gear plus three snowboards and one ski set made for a very tight fit, but we managed. I took over driving, mostly because Belle would fit better in the back than me. And we headed over to the Canyon Lodge to rendezvous with Zofi and Mari, as well as return our remaining rental equipment.

Since Sam, Belle, Zofi, and Mari had already turned in their gear and were ready to go, they drove the minivan back with Luna to our rental house to get the hot tub fired up and start making food. Naimh, Skylar, Eva, Alice, and I turned in our gear and changed into our regular shoes, along with collecting Luna’s shoes, and then we took the Gondola back to The Village and I drove Sam’s Escalade back to the house.

I felt like collapsing on the floor as soon as I crossed the front door threshold.

Oh, what a day.

****

After the hectic, stressful scramble on the mountain this afternoon, we were all pretty tired when we got back to the rental house. We didn’t have a crazy BTC orgy, same as there hadn’t been one the previous night either. Luna did soak in the hot tub for a while before dinner, but after the meal, seemed perfectly happy to curl up on the couch in front of the fireplace with a warm blanket and a paperback book. And after the trying day she’d had, all of us went out of our way to accommodate her.

Despite Luna’s injury, the rest of us fully intended to enjoy the time that we had. We all did some drinking, except for Luna who couldn’t have alcohol that might mix with her pain-killer medication. We all spent some time in the hot tub, although not all at once for crowd control reasons, with people going back and forth between the hot tub and the roaring fire going in the fireplace. And we even wore swimsuits and other clothing, although more for physical comfort while seated on the couches than out of any sense of modesty (well, Skylar was still being pretty modest, and Luna wasn’t exactly in the mood to be naked).

I did not wear the Dear Daniel speedo. I did pack my own swim trunks, remember?

The original plan had been to hit up a restaurant that had live music and a karaoke night, but that plan went out the window after this afternoon’s unexpected adventure. Instead, we all stayed in and played Super Smash Bros., Mario Party, and other games on the N64. We started up a new game of Texas Hold ‘Em and generally relaxed. And everyone doted on Luna to the point where she waved her one aluminum crutch around like a weapon and squalled, “Stop treating me like a baby! I’ll be FINE!”

Most everyone backed off babying her for the rest of the night, although Skylar sat next to her and the two of them spent a lot of time hanging back and observing everything rather than actively participating in most of the games the rest of us played. At one point while I sat at the dining table playing cards, I saw them whispering with their heads together, Luna making some remark while Skylar chuckled beneath her breath. And I wondered: after everything Neevie put into befriending both of them, how ironic would it be if Luna and Skylar ended up as pair-bonded besties in The BTC?

The two of them weren’t the only non-standard pairing of girls. Sam and Belle had spent most of the evening together, from making dinner to chillaxing in the hot tub to playing Mario Party. The two had long been friends, of course, so it wasn’t exactly unusual to see them hanging out together. But I would’ve thought Sam would be spending as much time as she possibly could with Zofi before the leggy brunette had to fly back to Princeton.

Not that Zofi had been left alone to fend for herself. She and Mari had been giggling and chatting together quite happily all night. An outside observer might very well have watched the pair interact and assumed that they had been BFFs since grade school. If either of them minded Sam and Belle keeping their heads together, neither of them showed it. And it was only towards the end of the night that I suddenly wondered: maybe Zofi and Mari had been the ones to start hanging out together, leaving Sam and Belle with no one left to be with except each other.

Meanwhile, Naimh and Eva had been exchanging some good-natured trash talk and chose to move together from game to hot tub to game. Perhaps that first night in bed with me had made more of an impression on them than I’d initially realized. Or more likely, spending all day together learning how to snowboard had been a pretty good bonding experience. Whatever the reason, every waking moment that evening that Naimh didn’t spend with me, she spent with Eva.

The only pairing one could argue as “standard” was me and Alice: best buddies spending all night playing games. We only went into the hot tub for a little bit early on (with our suits). After that, we pretty much parked our butts on the couch videogaming, save for a short stint playing cards during which we both went bankrupt pretty quickly. And then we went straight back to the N64.

To be honest, it felt like Alice knew that our ski trip was quickly coming to an end, and that she’d also have to leave for UCLA shortly afterwards. There was precious little time before we’d have to go our separate ways, and she wanted to get in as much gaming time with me as she could. At least, it certainly felt that way to me, and the two of us were the only ones left in front of the TV long after the other girls had started calling it a night: changing into their PJs, brushing their teeth, and generally going through their nightly routines.

The two of us had been playing F-Zero X for close to an hour, an older racing game that we’d been playing for years. The kitchen lights were off, the main lights of the great room were off, and Alice and I had been gaming with no illumination but that from the big flat-screen TV in front of us and a single table lamp. Playing in near darkness, it felt like we were back in high school again.

F-Zero X was the kind of game that was so difficult, the other girls didn’t even bother trying to play it. The two of us were the only ones left on the first floor; everyone else had gone upstairs. And in the end, Alice’s Twin Noritta ship crossed the finish line just in front of my Blood Hawk, and she dropped her controller to the floor to thrust both of her fists into the air.

“Victory!” my best buddy cheered.

“Good job, Alice. Can we have him back now? Please?” Naimh asked, leaning over the back of the great room couch and wrapping her arms around my neck and shoulders. I hadn’t noticed when she’d come back downstairs.

Alice smirked and immediately extended her knuckles to me. I bumped her fist and set down my controller while Naimh let go of my shoulders to stand back up. Only then did I realize that the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen was dressed for seduction, wearing a wispy, sheer, pink babydoll and matching stockings held up with a garter belt (but no panties). But despite the clear invitation for me to ogle my Irish redhead’s incredible near-naked body, I turned back to face Alice and then rather impulsively leaned in to give my buddy a warm hug.

“Thanks for playing with me,” I told her sincerely, squeezing her body tightly, and almost afraid to let go.

Alice hugged me back, but her body had gone stiff with surprise, perhaps at the intensity of my emotions. I was pretty surprised myself. But before I could get overly maudlin about it, she gave me a quick peck on the cheek and then stood up.

“Oh, shit. Is that the time?” Alice remarked, glancing up at the clock above the mantle. The firewood had burned down to ashes, and just a few smoldering embers remained from the fire itself.

My childhood best friend extended her arms upwards with her hands clasped, yawning as she stretched. When she pulled her straightened arms back, her chest naturally thrust forward, making her big D-cup tits dent out the front of the baggy sweatshirt she’d been wearing for most of the evening. And she smirked when she caught my eyes yo-yoing down to her tits.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Alice told me with a sideways smirk. And then she turned and headed for the stairs. “Have fun tonight.”

“Thanks, Alice,” Naimh replied warmly. And then she turned to give me a coy smile and extend her hand down. “Shall we?”

“Oh, dayyum!” Alice suddenly exclaimed from the top of the stairs. “Matty, you’d better get your ass up here, dude!”

“What is it?”

“You’ll see…” my buddy teased. “Just hurry the fuck up.”

I chuckled, took Naimh’s hand, and allowed her to help me get to my feet. She intertwined our fingers together like our metaphorical roots, gave me another coy smile, and then led me to the stairs.

I went ahead and ogled my Sacred Buttslut’s amazing ass as I followed her up each step. Sheer lingerie may have somewhat obscured her freckled skin, but it did nothing to hide her incredible curves. Higher up in the house, erotic moans of feminine arousal wafted downwards from the third-floor loft. And I thought I heard Eva squeal just before the door to the twin-beds room closed.

But I didn’t have time to linger on those sounds with Naimh leading me unerringly to the master bedroom. And as soon as I turned the corner, I came to a dead stop in my tracks and repeated, “Oh, dayyum!” in much the same tone that Alice had exclaimed a minute earlier.

Skylar relaxed belly-down on the bed but propped up on both elbows, her chest upright with her forearms neatly folded in front of her. Her massive Double-D tits were thrust together by her upper arms, creating a deep crevice of cleavage just beneath her sunny smile. Her honey-blonde hair was artfully mussed, her light-blue eyes twinkled, and she smiled a pearly white grin. She was dressed in a wispy, sheer, blue babydoll with matching gartered stockings to coordinate with Naimh’s pink set. And her legs were bent at the knees so that her ankle-crossed feet bobbed and swayed in the air just above her bootylicious butt.

This was gonna be spectacular.

****

“Ohhh… Dayyyyummm…” I groaned and sagged deeper into the pile of pillows behind my lower back, letting the back of my skull drop against the headboard while my jaw went slack and my eyelids slid halfway shut. My legs were spread apart in a wide V, my feet limply pointing out to the sides. My arms were slack and splayed out, without an ounce of energy left in them. And overall, I felt like I was on the verge of passing out.

Not that I actually wanted to pass out. No sirree. I was tired – like really tired – but there was no way I wanted to miss enjoying every single second of what was happening to me at this very moment.

Her pouty lips stretched wide around the ample girth of my cock, Skylar stared up at me with sparkles in her light-blue eyes. Her honey-blonde head bobbed up and down my length slowly… sedately… in no hurry whatsoever. She wanted to savor the moment, as did I. Even though this quite obviously wasn’t her first time giving me a blowjob or anything, the act was still new enough and fresh enough that neither of us took it for granted. And she smiled around a mouthful of my meat witnessing the rapturous look of exquisite pleasure that spread across my face.

Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever. Skylar had taken her sweet time sucking on my schlong, but after several minutes of experimenting with depth, speed, and suction, she pulled her mouth off of me and gave my shaft a few extra strokes with her hands before turning and quite literally handing me off to the girl lying belly-down on the bed right next to her.

Naimh smiled, happily accepted my shaft in her hand like it was a baton in a relay race. And then she puckered up and made two little fishy faces that made audible kissy sounds to get Skylar to smile back and give her a tender kiss.

The Shamrock and The Rose moaned into each other’s mouth and sighed dreamy sighs: their sounds almost as erotically inspiring as the visual. And only after the two lovely lasses from the British Isles had given each other a good snog did they finally turn back to face me.

And then it was Naimh’s turn to stretch her pouty lips wide around the ample girth of my cock while staring up at me with sparkles in her emerald-green eyes.

I was soooo ready to finally get laid.

After staying up late to play videogames with Alice, I’d actually gone a full twenty-four hours since the last time I’d had sex. While that may not be an actual eternity or anything for a regular guy, it still felt like a long, long time to me. And as great as it felt to have a gorgeous Irish redhead’s warm, wet mouth wrapped around my dick, I found myself a little impatient to get buried into one of her tight little holes instead.

But much in the way that Skylar had taken her sweet time sucking on my schlong, Naimh seemed likewise inclined. She made oral love to my erection at a sedate pace, really savoring her meal. And I had to groan and stretch my arms out to the sides to resist grabbing the back of my gorgeous girlfriend’s head and skullfucking the hell outta her.

Fortunately, Naimh seemed to sense my impatience and she wordlessly gestured with her eyes at Skylar without ever pulling her mouth off my prick. The honey-blonde bombshell smiled and quickly slid up the length of the bed, cuddling herself up against my left side and taking my head into her hands so she could lean over and give me a soft kiss.

Naimh suddenly deep-throating my dick made me gasp and moan, and Skylar took full advantage to plunge her tongue into the open space. I wrapped my arms around the busty blonde and pulled her against my body to match the sudden ferocity of our kiss. And soon we were making out hot-and-heavy like a pair of horny teenagers while my gorgeous girlfriend continued to give me head.

But eventually we had to separate to breathe, or at least Skylar did. She pulled her head up to gasp for oxygen, and I took advantage of her positioning to pull down the shoulder strap of her babydoll nightie, low enough to peel the bra cup of her left breast beneath her boob. And then I ducked my head and latched onto her perky pink nipple like a starving infant.

“Oh, FUCK, Matty,” Skylar groaned, the sound of her voice moaning my name in that tone of exquisite sensuality somehow just as arousing as Naimh deep-throating my dick.

I clutched Skylar with my left arm and suckled on her swollen teat while my right hand grabbed the back of Naimh’s head and mashed her tighter against my crotch. My ever-available redhead relaxed her throat and made little “glug, glug” sounds when I started skullfucking her. Skylar moaned and clutched my head to her chest, undulating her body as if she could fuck my mouth with her boob. And Naimh held my hips, happy to go along for the ride and let me take my pleasure from her body for as long as I could keep it up.

But I felt myself slipping just a little too close for comfort to the edge of ejaculatory eruption and ceased my thrusting lest I prematurely pop my load into my cum-hungry girlfriend’s stomach. Releasing Skylar’s breast from my mouth, I flopped back against the pillows and let my ass settle back down onto the bed. Naimh pulled her head up with several tear tracks running down her cheeks but a happy smile on her face. And Skylar sat back on her heels, grinning down at me before turning back to face Naimh.

“I wanna see you go down on her,” I told Skylar with energetic fire in my eyes. “Cram your tongue up her pussy and tell me how she tastes.”

“With pleasure,” Skylar purred, pivoting on her knees and moving to crawl to the foot of the bed. But before she could leave, I hooked my left arm around her waist and held her against my side, reaching across with my right hand to cup her big breast, caress her taut tummy, and then slide my fingers into the junction of her thighs and hook two fingers inside.

The busty blonde bombshell beamed at me and remained on all fours beside me, granting me unfettered access to her entire body. Meanwhile, Naimh flipped around to a seated position and scooted over to park her pussy to the left of my feet, spread her legs, and recline back on her elbows. The position made it easy for the English Rose to duck her head and start licking the Irish Shamrock’s sweet snatch. And both Naimh and Skylar started moaning while Skylar’s slinky tongue and my slippery fingers started going to work.

For the first minute or two, I rather leisurely fingerbanged Skylar’s tight slit while keeping my focus on the blonde’s cunnilingus and the redhead’s receptiveness to her oral attention. Naimh’s skin flushed so that her freckles started to disappear while she let her head fall back between her shoulders and she played with her own boobs. But when Skylar pushed two fingers into Naimh’s juicy pussy and started pumping as well, the redhead picked her head up, clenched her eyes shut, and bit her lip while absorbing the direct stimulation.

I realized Skylar was going to make Naimh cum far more quickly than I could make Skylar with digital manipulation alone. Don’t get me wrong: I loved watching Naimh whimper and quiver in response to Skylar’s adept attention, but I wanted to ensure that both of my lovers were being properly pleasured. So I laid back against the pillows and scooted my butt forward just a bit to lower myself down. After grabbing hold of Skylar’s shapely hips, I tugged the honey-blonde babe over my body so that her puffy pink pussy was parked straight above my face. And then I tugged her down so I could properly feast on her quivering quim.

“Ohhh… FUCK, Matty!” Skylar exclaimed as my oral attention certainly got her… uh… attention. She obviously had to pause her own oral attention on Naimh, but a moment later, my sexy redhead’s sighs and moans returned as I assumed that Skylar had resumed her skillful cunnilingus.

And then Naimh grabbed my dick in her hand, squeezing and stroking it with increasing fervor that matched her own rapid acceleration towards orgasm.

The three of us pulsed together like that in a lustful cycle of pleasure: me eating Skylar in something of a sixty-nine position, Skylar eating Naimh, and Naimh giving me a “wristy”. I was in no danger of losing my load anytime soon despite the pleasure of my Irish redhead’s pumping hand, but it became something of a race between me and Skylar to see which one of us could get our partner off first. Skylar had the head start, but she was also getting distracted by my rapidly lapping tongue, so I thought I might actually catch up. But then Skylar pulled out her secret weapon.

“Shit-shit-shit-shit-shit!” Naimh suddenly squealed, and only later did I learn that Skylar had suddenly snuck her pinky into Naimh’s asshole. My Sacred Buttslut’s sacred core getting stimulated provided the little push she needed to fall over the edge. And I felt her hand suddenly clamp around my cock like it was her last lifeline to sanity as she absolutely HOWLED in orgasmic ecstasy.

“SSSKKKYYY!!! SSSKKKYYY!!! SSSKKKYYY!!!” Naimh screamed.

And then she went limp, letting go of my dick.

My turn.

I’d been holding Skylar’s hips and ass in my hands while enjoying my feast, her sodden wet snatch leaking copious amounts of lubrication all over my face. No longer needing to keep fingerbanging Naimh, Skylar braced her elbows beneath her and groaned gutturally at my intense oral assault. And I slipped my hands down the length of her back, stroking and caressing before grabbing onto her big swaying boobs and squeezing them roughly while my hips started to involuntarily thrust a bit as if fucking some phantom pussy.

Seeing this, Skylar perhaps thought I was asking for her attention, because she shifted over slightly to complete a proper sixty-nine position. I groaned and briefly lost my rhythm the moment her wet mouth descended around my dick. And then my hips quickly resumed their fucking motions to thrust in and out of her warmly receptive face.

“Glug, glug, glug, glug, glug,” Skylar grunted each time my fat cock skewered her piehole and perhaps even pushed a little way into her throat.

“NNGH! NNGH! NNGH!” I groaned at the exquisite pleasure of fucking the blonde bombshell’s face, the mental high giving me a surge of energy that made me eat her out even more furiously.

“Glug, glug, glug, glug, NNNGGGFFF! NNNGGGFFF! NNNGGGFFF!” Skylar’s grunting abruptly gave way to gritted-teeth gasps and snorted exhalations through her nose as her pleasure abruptly peaked. And she jerked her mouth off my dick to bow her head and groan, “Fuck! Fuck! NNNGGGHHHFFFFFFFF!”

A fresh flood of honey dumped out onto my face as I chewed on her fat clitty and drove my tongue as deep as I could up into Skylar’s clenching vaginal canal. Skylar was trembling atop me, her limbs shaking and shuddering as an epic orgasm tore throughout her entire body. Her knees slipped out to the sides, letting her torso collapse flat on top of me.

And then a warm, wet mouth suddenly sank down around my dick.

Skylar was still screaming, “UUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH!!!” so I knew it wasn’t her. Plus, the sensation of Naimh’s lips slamming down around the very base of my dick proved that point even further. I groaned into Skylar’s crotch and very nearly lost my load again. But I was still too focused on maximizing Skylar’s pleasure to let myself go.

Besides, I still hadn’t gotten into one of their pussies yet.

With that in mind, as soon as Skylar’s cries faded away, I quickly rolled her limp and sweaty body off me and sat up straight. Naimh popped her mouth off my prick at the same time, the two of us completely in sync about what needed to happen next. And immediately after she dove across my body to grab my head and give me a sloppy kiss, she rolled herself to the side while I rolled over her in unison so that we could get our working parts lined up as fast as possible.

I slammed straight into her.

Fuck yeah.

From almost the moment we met, the combined lustful fervor between the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen and me had been white-hot and crackling with heat. There was no need for buildup: my sexy Irish lass and I were fucking each other hard and fucking each other fast, athletically shagging each other with writhing arms and crisscrossing legs as our private parts crashed together again and again and again.

Naimh’s Goldilocks pussy was amazing: just right. Perfect pleasure that was always just right. I thrust and she bucked and I growled and she groaned. Our lovemaking had always been epic.

Our lovemaking had always been so fucking GOOD.

We’d talked a lot about building our relationship so that it was more than simply based on sex. But let’s not forget here: there’s nothing wrong with great sex. White-hot sexual chemistry was a pretty damn good foundation for a relationship, and while we obviously wanted to expand our love beyond the physical, there was no good reason to forget just how good the physical pleasure could be.

“Mine…” I growled, gripping her shoulders and pounding her flat into the mattress with her pink stocking-clad legs thrown over my shoulders. “Mine…”

“Yours, Matty. Forever yours…” she crooned before grabbing my head and searing her lips across mine. But when she pulled her head back to gasp for breath, she grinned a silly little smirk, adding, “And perhaps a little extra as well?”

I arched an eyebrow and grinned wolfishly when my Irish lass gestured with her eyes over to the sweaty blonde beside us.

Skylar had collapsed onto her side in something of a fetal position, still reversed with her head towards the foot of the bed. She was not a small woman, but I had no trouble reaching over to physically manhandle her body around and roll her onto her back. And once I pulled out of Naimh and loomed myself above her, Skylar extended her arms above her head and out of the way while splitting her legs out to the sides, opening herself up in implicit invitation to come ravage her.

Invitation accepted.

I slammed straight into her.

Fuck yeah.

There had been no instantaneous white-hot chemistry between me and the beautiful older blonde. She was a reserved T.A., concentrated on her work and careful to deflect the amorous advances of her much younger students. Our relationship had built slowly, over time, with mutual trust and careful progress. So too was our lovemaking, and rather than start pounding each other right away, I simply slid myself all the way deep inside her and then stopped for a full minute, giving her time to adjust to my girth while almost delicately brushing her bangs back from her forehead and sharing with her a soft kiss.

Skylar’s sweet snatch was still tight, tighter than I would’ve expected in a woman of her height and stature. Some people were just built differently, that’s all. Her canal clutched me close in much the same way she enfolded my body with all four limbs. And we made love to each other’s mouth for a minute before I finally started to slowly retract and then just as slowly slide myself back in.

She sighed and smiled and gently caressed my head. I made her feel good, and it made me feel good to see her feeling good. And that cycle continued as I slowly sped up the pace of my pumping, although we never reached the sort of violent velocity that I had just done with Naimh.

My relationship with Skylar had been built on trust and confidence. The physical pleasure aspect had come much later, but oh how good that physical pleasure could be. I watched the delight in the honey-blonde’s light-blue irises as I drove myself deep into her inner being, and she gasped so prettily with every pump.

Naimh was suddenly beside us, relaxing on her left side and leaning in to lock lips with the English Rose. I smiled at the sight of such beautiful babes exchanging breathy kisses right in front of my nose. And one at a time, they each turned to kiss me as well.

I wrapped my left arm around my redhead’s body to hug her close to us, enjoying the feeling of such an intensely intimate threesome. After another few minutes of pumping in and out of Skylar, I pulled out and rolled Naimh back onto her back, pumping myself in and out of her instead. And then it was Skylar’s turn to relax on her right side, leaning in to kiss us both.

A few minutes later, Naimh was the one to push me out of her, grab Skylar’s hips, and then pull the busty blonde directly on top of her face-to-face. The implicit invitation was clear, so I quickly got myself lined up behind the blue-lingerie-clad babe and pushed myself into her pink pussy from behind. Skylar moaned into Naimh’s mouth as the beautiful babes swapped spit with Sapphic sweetness. And then it was Naimh’s turn to groan when I pulled out of Skylar’s pussy, aimed myself an inch lower, and pushed my way back into my gorgeous girlfriend’s wet box.

By now Naimh had been plenty primed for another orgasm, so I pushed the pace of plundering the redhead’s pink pussy, and after pumping her for another minute she started squeaking into Skylar’s mouth as she came.

When Naimh went limp, I switched snatches again and slipped into Skylar. The honey-blonde babe’s bodacious booty bounced off my pelvis quite nicely with every thrust. And when Naimh snuck her hand down between them to strum the English girl’s clit, it was Skylar’s turn to start squeaking into Naimh’s mouth as she came.

I long-dicked Skylar all throughout her orgasm, prolonging the length of her pleasure. Naimh was holding the blonde’s buttcheeks and spreading them apart at the same time, and my girlfriend got something of an Evil Grin on her face when she slid a finger down the other girl’s crack and buzzed Skylar’s anus, her emerald-green eyes twinkling with naughty delight.

The blonde shivered and paused to glance back at me, looking nervous. I got the distinct impression that if I wanted to try probing her backdoor with my big dick, that she’d let me. But this was one implicit invitation I would only accept if it became distinctly explicit. So I pulled Naimh’s hands away from Skylar’s ass to let the blonde’s buttcheeks close back together, much to the redhead’s pouty chagrin.

But Naimh evidently had decided that her boyfriend needed to get into an asshole, even if not Skylar’s. So the next thing I knew, Naimh was pushing me out of Skylar so that I sat back on my heels, and then she rolled the two of them over so that she was on top and Skylar below.

Laying her chest down directly on top of Skylar’s with her cheek to the pillow and her face turned to the side, Naimh then reached back with both hands to spread herself for me.

“Take me arsehole, Matty. Master needs to claim his Sacred Buttslut’s sacred core.”

Skylar’s face was right in front of mine, but her wide-eyed gaze was directed down the length of Naimh’s back to where my fat sausage of an angry, dark-red-colored cock presently rested like a blood-engorged log in the furrow of the Irish redhead’s crack. I glanced at her briefly, and I smiled reassuringly when she momentarily looked up at me. And then we both returned our attention to my dick as I took my massive meat in hand, aimed my mushroom head at my Sacred Buttslut’s winking star, and then slowly burrowed my way in.

“Yours, luv… I’m yours…” Naimh groaned as she felt my initial penetration through her crinkled sphincter, exhaling as she forced herself to relax. “All yours…”

“Mine… my Neevie… Mine…”

“Oh, holy FUCK you’re huge, Matty…” she groaned, clenching up for a second while I was still only halfway in.

Skylar felt her tighten up and immediately slid a hand beneath the hem of Naimh’s babydoll to stroke her naked back. “You alright?”

“Jus’ perfect…” Naimh crooned as she relaxed, allowing the rest of my entry all the way up her ass. “Wit’ the Great Love O’ Me Life deep in me sacred core. You should try it, y’know.”

“After what you just said about how he’s fucking huge?” Skylar muttered skeptically. “Don’t hold your breath.”

Naimh laughed and then exhaled slowly while hugging Skylar beneath her. “You’ll get there eventually. You’ll see.”

“Eventually. Maybe. We’ll see,” Skylar conceded before glancing up at me with a smile.

“But fer now… fuck me arse, Matty,” Naimh urged, reaching back with both hands to spread herself for me again. “Come claim your Sacred Buttslut.”

Bracing my hands on the mattress to either side of the stacked lingerie-clad girls beneath me, I slowly retracted my throbbingly hard dick about halfway out and then slowly burrowed it back in.

“Uuunnnggghhh…” I grunted from the exertion of fighting her anal canal’s friction.

“Fuck me… Fuck me… Fuck me…” Naimh crooned. “Oh, this is fuckin’ AMAZIN’. I got me Matty’s big dick in me sacred core at the same time I finally get’ta feel Sky’s hands an’ lips an’ tongue all o’er me nikkid body! Suck on me nipples, Sky! FUCK! Push anothar finger’n me cooch! More! More! FUUUUCK!”

“Uunngghh… Uunngghh… Uunngghh…”

“Oh holy FUCK!” Naimh grunted. “You’re so big! I’m so full! Stretch me arse, luv! Another finger, Sky! FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!”

“Uunngghh… Uunngghh… Uunngghh…”

“Stretch me and claim me! I’m yours! Forever yours! Fuck, fuck, FUCK!”

“Uunngghh-unngghh-uunngghh,” I groaned as I started to speed up, really pillaging Naimh’s patootie with my powerful prick.

“FFFUUUCCCKKK! FFFUUUCCCKKK! FFFUUUCCCKKK!” Naimh howled.

“UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!” I howled right back.

“FFFUUUCCCKKK! FFFUUUCCCKKK! FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!” Naimh screamed, punctuating her last exclamation with violent shaking and shuddering as her colon went into cataclysmic clenches that finally brought my balls to a boil.

“UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNN-- Huh?!?” I’d slowed down to blast her butthole with three final thrusts, but just after I’d retracted to start the third one, I abruptly found my dick waving in open air.

Naimh had pushed herself forward while I’d been pulling away, and she quickly flopped over onto her back, parking her head side-by-side with Skylar’s. I suddenly found myself staring down at two absolutely beautiful young women, both of them beaming up at me with wide, inviting smiles.

And then Naimh’s hand started jacking my dick, tugging me towards their faces with the clear aim of having me coat their comely countenances with all my creamy cum.

“UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH!” I grunted, finally letting fly with my first spray of scalding sperm. The shot splattered a single strand of slimy spunk straight across the redhead’s freckled face, drawing a line from her forehead and down the bridge of her nose to finish on her cheek while she stared up at me with glimmering emerald-green eyes.

Adjusting her aim, Naimh jacked out my second shot at the blonde, coaxing out my creamy load that coated Skylar’s porcelain skin from her left cheek to her right and straight across her pouty lips. And with flashing light-blue eyes, Skylar gaped her mouth open in anticipation of another shot.

So I gave her another shot.

And then Naimh got another shot.

Skylar, Naimh, Skylar, Naimh, until my poor pecker lost power and only managed to pump out a few poor splatters of cum. But by then both girls were completely COVERED in my creamy white jizz.

Spectacular.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS:

Prologue: https://www.patreon.com/posts/71728519

1: The BTC: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72025149

2: Hoalauna: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72223456

3: E10: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72430053

4: Leeloo: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72666527

5: The Fifth Element: https://www.patreon.com/posts/72902773

6: Lily: https://www.patreon.com/posts/73108177

7: The Hangover: https://www.patreon.com/posts/73327728

8: Quality Time: https://www.patreon.com/posts/73537602

9: The Favor: https://www.patreon.com/posts/73743971