I didn't stop her. I also didn't feel particularly conflicted. We weren't “having sexual relations", at least by the definition our

President would use. But even beyond semantics, there was a distinct difference in intimacy between getting a blowjob and making Love.

Naimh herself summed it up perfectly a moment Later. She ran her tongue around the circumference of my mushroom head, teasing me before popping off. She started stroking my shaft in her hand, and with a warm smile she said, "When you're ready, I want us to have a ‘first time’ again, and I want us to be alone. I can see the anxiety in your eyes when I'm near you Like this. You're wondering whether or not I'm going to just walk over and hop on you. I want you to relax about that. I won't. I promise. The next time we make Love, you'll know it's coming. It'll be our ‘first time for the second time', or something." She giggled cutely.

I nodded and did relax quite a bit, replying, “I look forward to it."

My ex-girlfriend grinned at me and got ready to plunge her face down around my cock, but just then Sam and Belle returned to the room. I had no idea where they'd gone off to, but from their perfect hair and unrumpled clothing, I assumed I was right about them having gone somewhere for a private conversation and not sex. Naimh saw my attention shift and Looked over as well.

If either Sam or Belle was surprised to see a naked Naimh with her hand around my dick, neither of them showed it. Sam smiled and looked visibly relieved. Belle's expression was a little more unreadable, but when she felt my gaze, she gave me a little nod. I then returned my focus to the redhead with her mouth over my dick.

Naimh's emerald eyes sizzled, perhaps energized now that the full BTC was present and accounted for. It was clear she wanted to put on a show for our audience, and a moment later she did.

It was an amazing blowjob. Strangely enough, I'd gotten very few blowjobs from Naimh, all things considering. I mean, once we started having sex, we ALWAYS wanted to have sex. Blowjobs were either foreplay warmup or a revival tool between rounds. Sure, I came in her mouth plenty of times, but that was usually after pulling out of her pussy

(and even sometimes out of her ass). A start-to-finish blowjob from

Naimh had become a rare thing, not that I'd ever minded.

But just because she didn't do it very often anymore didn't mean she wasn't CAPABLE. The girl was a sexual dynamo, in every way. She had a deeper bag of tricks than the other girls and she was tapping into them. And within two minutes she had me shaking and shuddering and clutching the couch cushions to either side of me while clenching my

Kegels in a desperate bid to keep my imminent explosion at bay.

Not that she'd Let me cum so soon. My ex-girlfriend played me like a musical instrument, always striking the right notes, knowing exactly when to increase the tempo and when to pause for the dramatic effect of sudden silence.

Eventually, I was a panting, gasping, sweaty shell of a man. I quivered on the couch, held on the verge of climax for what felt like hours even though it could only have been ten minutes, max. During a rest period I realized that Sam and Belle had stripped down, with Belle sitting in

Sam's lap on the loveseat with the platinum-blonde nibbling on the strawberry-blonde’s neck while reaching around to play with the smaller girl's clit. The sight of them nearly made me spurt, but Naimh sensed the motion and clamped down around my shaft while yanking down my balls almost painfully with her left hand. She caught my line of sight and glanced back. And a moment Later, she popped off my prick, looked around at all the girls, and instructed, “Gather around me."

Spellbound by the Irish redhead's performance, all five of the other girls closed in wordlessly. I wound up staring down at six kneeling teenage girls in various stages of undress, although all of them had their tits out. Mari, Zofi, Belle, and Naimh were all completely naked,

Sam was topless, and Alice had only lost her underwear. I had a sudden vision of blasting my cum over all of them, and from the Look in my ex-girlfriend's eyes, she seemed to be on the same wavelength.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the gorgeous redhead bent forward and took me all the way into her throat for the first time since we'd broken up. I mean, this entire time she'd teased and titillated my cock, stirred my senses, and brought me to the brink and back without ever actually deep-throating me. But this time she did, lowering and lowering and lowering until at last she had taken every inch.

Naimh Looked up at me, her emerald eyes brilliant in the morning Light coming through the big sliding door out to the backyard. That soft reflected Light also illuminated her face, letting me see every freckle on her gorgeous face as she somehow managed to smile up at me despite taking every Last inch of my super long schlong down her throat.

She held the position for a while, breathing shallowly through her nose while continuing to watch the rapturous expressions crossing my face.

But when she couldn't hold herself down any longer, she slowly withdrew all the way up and off my cock, gasping for breath.

Nodding slowly at the semi-circle of girls, she gestured toward my dick with her right hand. And eagerly, all five of them closed in.

Belle pounced first, planting her hands on my thighs and hoovering me into her mouth. She probed her gag reflex, forcing herself lower and lower but still had at least an inch further to go. She practically choked herself but backed off before things got that far. Instead, she wrapped both little hands around my trunk and twisted in opposite directions while nursing on my swollen knob at the top.

Alice went next, not even attempting to deep-throat me but rather more interested in just slurping away at my shaft Like a lollipop. Then Mari went, slam-fucking her face all the way down, taking me into her throat with aplomb over and over and over again as easily as if she were taking a stroll down the sidewalk. Zofi went next, gently stroking my rod with her left hand and nibbling daintily on the head. I was so backed up by now, and on such a hair trigger, that I nearly popped when she started sucking on me, and Belle had to warn her that she was about to make me blow.

Zofi stopped her suction just in time, but after holding my dick a few inches away and wincing as if expecting an imminent explosion all over her face, I finally gasped and stopped clenching. Disaster averted. And