No longer with a warm, wet pussy around my cock, I was starting to deflate a little. But after Belle kissed me goodbye and let herself out the front door, I found myself stiffening up again as a buxom freckled redhead knelt in front of me and leaned forward to give me a tender kiss.

“Are we really doing this?" she asked nervously

“Naimh O'Brien," I began slowly. "Will you go out with me?"

It was the same question I'd asked her once before, but her reaction this time was a complete one-eighty compared to her previous one. You know, Like a rom-com where the guy finally asks the girl to marry him, and you can see the joy in her eyes when she claps both hands over her mouth but is too surprised to verbally respond. Naimh burst into happy tears, smiled broadly, and didn't verbally answer except to kiss me again. We started making out hot and heavy, although at the first break for air I did add, “Pending BTC confirmation on like Monday or something."

She nuzzled her nose against mine and started climbing into my Lap.

“Even if this relationship only lasts from now until then, I already know it'll be the happiest two days of my life."

Without further ado, she elevated my re-hardened cock and impaled herself. A second later, she wrapped both arms around my neck and we went back to French kissing like crazy even while our hips began to move against one another.

My hands gripped Naimh's naked ass, knuckles bent and fingertips digging into her plush buttcheeks to really yank her down onto my penetrating prick. Just like always, we fell into perfect sync, our bodies moving in unison as she undulated like a belly dancer while I repeatedly stuffed her with my fat schlong.

But a couple of minutes later, I became consciously aware of the way our two shirts were separating my bare chest from her big, beautiful breasts. I broke the kiss long enough to yank my own shirt over my head. But when I started scrabbling at the hem of Naimh's, she abruptly stopped my wrists and grinned at me. And instead, she expertly worked her bra straps and sleeves to pull the bra out without removing the shirt.

Then, she elevated the hem of the tight t-shirt just high enough to reveal an inch of underboob, but no further. And keeping her thumbs notched underneath the bunched fabric stretched taut across her mammaries, she asked coyly, "See something you like?"

“I'LL always Love your eyes," I replied warmly.

“Good answer," Naimh giggled before popping the shirt up and letting her big boobies drop down. She jiggled them a moment for my viewing pleasure, covered them up once more, gave me another titty drop, and finally pulled the shirt off.

As soon as she was done, I wrapped her up in my arms and started kissing her again.

‘Is this really happening?' I asked myself. ‘Are we FINALLY doing this?'

I'd still known Naimh for less than a year, but ever since her arrival

I'd wanted her badly. I couldn't even completely put a pin in exactly why. I mean, I Loved her bubbly personality, her effervescent attitude, and of course the way she flirted with me Like crazy. That the Luscious

Irish redhead was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen probably had a lot to do with it, along with that intoxicating accent so unique compared to anything else I'd ever heard around school.

And yet, I couldn't have her. She had joined the BTC, and the BTC girls were off limits. We hung out, we socialized, I got so used to her accent that I barely heard it anymore, and we spent time together as friends. And yet, I could never really describe the two of us as being particularly close.

Belle, yes. We spent all our time together both at school and at home.

But Naimh? The chemistry had always been obvious, but we actually didn't spend that much time together. Alice had been my buddy at school, and during those times Naimh would hang out more with Sam and

Zoti while I gravitated to Alice, Belle, and Mari. I couldn't tell you what her favorite color was, what her hopes and dreams were, and had only dived deeper into her art hobbies within the past few weeks.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized I'd kept her at arm's length in some ways. Avoiding her had not been a recent thing only since Tahoe; I'd subconsciously avoided her for much Longer than that.

Too tempting a treat that could ultimately break up the BTC, yes. That part was obvious.

But was Naimh too... scary? Fuck, had I been nervous around a pretty girl? Kinda? Maybe? She had always been a little different from the other BTC girls. I'd grown up with Belle, Alice, and Mari, and known

Sam and Zofi for years. I'd gotten comfortable with them as constant companions, and even gotten used to their flirtatious and teasing ways