She softened immediately, but hardened a second later. "If you really did, you wouldn't have forgotten me this weekend."

“I'm sorry. I'LL make it up to you. I promise.”

“You'd better."

The final bell rang, and without pausing to kiss me goodbye or anything, my girlfriend quickly headed through the door into class. By now, the hallways were empty.

With a sigh, I started walking back across campus.

It took almost a week, but Naimh eventually defrosted. I mean, we never stopped having sex (that girl was insatiable), but it wasn't until

Friday that she was back to her usual lovey-dovey self instead of narrowing her eyes and giving me cold Looks upon my arrival. It was like she was obligated to hate me for a specific period of time until she was capable of forgiving me.

Alternately, maybe she just enjoyed feeling like she had the upper hand, and the longer she kept me in the doghouse the more I felt obligated to go the extra mile to please her. She certainly got a lot bossier over the next several days while I was quick to Leap into action and do whatever small, little thing that had just popped into her brain.

Huh.

In the meantime, my relationships with all of the other girls continued to grow. You remember what I said about the downhill curve of booty call frequency ever since Naimh and I became a couple? Yeah, that trend reversed and started going back upwards.

Zofi was the most obvious change. For someone who proclaimed herself to be a lesbian, she sure wanted to get fucked by a male cock pretty often. She came over the Monday evening after our romantic weekend together, which coincidentally made up for my afternoon with Naimh not being quite as boisterous as usual. Wednesdays had always been Zofi and

Sam days, and while I'd already spent quite a bit of time on the bottom of a triangle with those two, now I finally got to have Zofi on the cock-side and Sam on my face. Friday, Zofi became a more active participant in the group fun, and then on Saturday she came to visit as well. Truly, Belle and Zofi together made for a threesome I didn't get to enjoy nearly enough, and I promised myself to make that pairing happen more often.

Alice continued to mystify me. She showed up on Tuesday afternoon wearing full makeup and a light summer dress despite the cool February weather. Naimh was there too, but for the first hour she didn't get involved at all except to comment about Alice and how hot she looked in the dress. Meanwhile, the idea of “studying” went out the window after half an hour as the pent-up sexual tension between me and my best friend exploded into first a makeout session and then a whole lot more.

I never even took the dress all the way off, just slipping down the shoulder straps to get access to her tits and flipping up the hem to get to her pussy and ass. I did everything short of actually fucking

Alice in that wispy dress. In fact, at one point, I was pretty damn sure Alice would not have complained at all if I slammed myself into her, but I was still waiting for explicit permission or some other signal on her part that she was ready to lose her virginity.

Thankfully, watching me and Alice go at it had gotten my horny redhead girlfriend red hot, and she was more than happy to Let me ram my throbbing dick into all three of her orifices until we screamed in unholy orgasm. My girlfriend's idea of angry make-up sex could certainly be a lot of fun.

Saturday morning with Alice was a near repeat, albeit one-on-one. She arrived in spandex workout attire, with a stylish sports bra almost more fashionable than functional, spray-painted leggings that really showed off her athletic legs, demure makeup, and even a high ponytail popped through a cute sports visor. We actually went out to play basketball rather than video games, ended up taking our first shower together afterward, and I wound up humping her buttcheeks beneath the spray until I blasted a load all over her Lower back. She almost seemed disappointed I didn't ram myself into her instead.

Mari couldn't risk another “sleepover" with Belle, but she was perfectly happy to pick up the slack every other day. We had “study breaks" on both Monday and Thursday, plus the group fun on Friday. She also came to visit me Sunday afternoon, a day when Sam had also come over to visit (mostly to talk with Mother, but also for me). Like Belle and Zofi, having Sam and Mari made for a unique pairing I didn‘t get to enjoy nearly enough, especially since it was Mari's first time really exploring her Sapphic side with someone other than Belle, and I promised myself to get them together more often.

Speaking of Sam, I had apparently become part of her “maintenance routine", like brushing her teeth or eating three square meals a day.

Wednesday afternoons were threesome with Zofi time. Friday afternoons were for the BTC as a group. Normally twice a week was enough to keep her sane, but Sunday morning runs followed by Sunday brunches with

Mother followed by Sunday shaggings with Matty (and sometimes Belle) were becoming a welcome relief valve as well.

On top of all that, Belle was confusing the hell out of me. The agreement she had with her dad was to stay with me Friday and Saturday nights. But then she showed up Tuesday night feeling Lonely and horny and didn't leave until morning. And then Thursday night as well. And... well... you get the picture.

Don't get me wrong, I was more than happy to not sleep alone. Belle said she slept better with a belly full of Matty-cum and my warm arms wrapped around her little body. I certainly slept better holding her close as well. Even besides the sex, it was tons of fun to stay up late talking about... everything. Sometimes she laid her head on my chest, but other times we would just stare at each other from two feet away and on separate pillows, carrying out a conversation while idly stroking each other's body. It was... nice.

But I wondered a Little where her head was at.

Hell, I wondered a little where MY head was at.