“I think that may be the very first time you've ever called me a bitch. Jealous?"

Sam waved her hand dismissively. "I'll be jealous of every bitch who gets to be with him while I'm waiting my turn. But that's okay. I love every bitch in this room." She took another swig of her drink and scowled just a little morosely. While Naimh was certainly a happy drunk, I started to worry that Sam was the opposite.

Mari smiled and reached out to rub Sam's knee reassuringly. At the same time, I gently Lifted Belle's head and asked, “Hey, gimme a sec."

Belle Looked up at me curiously. She'd been too busy blowing me to pay attention to Mari's and Sam's exchange, but she let me get up and cross the room.

Sam scowled up at me and muttered, "I don't want a pity fuck."

"I know. You ordered ‘no fucking'," I replied while sinking to my knees in front of her, taking the tumbler out of her hands, and setting it on the coffee table. I reached out with my left hand, hooked it behind

Sam's head, and pulled her toward me while I leaned in and rammed my tongue into her mouth. She moaned instantly and wrapped both arms around my neck, kissing me back feverishly. And as she sat up straight she kept pushing more and more forward until she climbed out of her armchair and pushed me down onto my back across the thick Living room rug.

Sam kept Frenching me... hard... taking charge while she wriggled around a little awkwardly until I realized she'd been taking off her pajama pants. And a moment later, the busty blonde broke our lip-Lock so she could crawl over my head and straddle my face, presenting me with her bare-shaven pussy. "No fucking," she stated evenly, and grinned before adding, “Yet.”

And then she lowered herself down.

I quickly grabbed onto Sam‘s ass and tilted my head forward to start devouring her snatch, determined to prove I could eat her out just as well as Zofi. My task was made more difficult a minute later, however, as I felt a mouth descend over my prick and start sucking away. I couldn't see who it was what with Sam's crotch filling my vision. And while I liked to think I'd started to discern between the different BTC girls by their particular blowjob styles, in my inebriated state every time my brain tried to start doing the calculations it just spun and whirred and crapped out, every coherent thought washed away by the next wave of pleasure.

Sam noted my distracted state every time I stopped munching and furrowed my brow in concentration. The situation was made worse when my oral operative ceased operations and was swiftly replaced by a new technician. I couldn't decipher HER identity any better. I mean, maybe if Mari pulled a deep-throat or something I might've been able to figure it out, but then Mari started chuckling beside us, saying mirthfully, "He looks like he's trying to figure out who's blowing him."

I could practically see the lightbulb going off above Sam's head. She started snapping her fingers urgently at Mari.

“Hey-hey-hey. Does anybody have something we can use as a blindfold?”

When I came on this trip, I had NOT expected to end up buck naked and seated in a dining table chair with Naimh's sleep mask over my eyes.

And yet here I was. It was purple satin and trimmed in black, was quite soft and comfortable, utilized adjustable Velcro, and COMPLETELY blocked my vision. It was also quite big, shaped to come halfway down my cheeks and rise high enough to my hairline, and wrapped wide to almost cover my ears. Naimh said she didn't really use it at home that often, but had it for Long plane flights and brought it on the trip in case she had trouble sleeping in a strange bed around so many other people.

I had NOT been inclined to wear it.

“Trust me," Sam said encouragingly.

I arched an eyebrow.

“Did you seriously just say that to me?"

Sam blinked. "What? Don't you trust me?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Everyone in the room knew this was happening, whether I liked it or not. At least they weren't tying me to the chair. Right after Naimh put the sleep mask on, she bent over and gave me a long, sweet kiss that ALMOST made me feel better about my situation, but not quite.

Someone else kissed me immediately after her, although I didn't know who until Belle said softly, "Just think of it Like the old days in your backyard by the pool, reclining in Matty's Chair while Sam dry humps your erection and shoves her big tits into your face, practically daring you to stick your tongue out and lick her nipple while knowing you never would. Trust us. Trust ME."

I trusted Belle, nodded, and visibly relaxed. She gave me another quick kiss, and a moment Later, I felt hands rubbing my chest.

Then another pair started giving me a backrub.

And another pair started rubbing my thighs.