AMA: The Boyfriend: Chapter 262-268

I'm going to be honest - I was tempted to cut away and do a whole chapter checking in on some of the ladies we've met from the local area JUST to fuck with you all. But I'm not THAT cruel :P

Chapter 262

I had always known, and Cassidy and I had even discussed it long before this whole polyamorous, sleep-with-other-women thing, that Cattie was a fucking catch. After that first Con when Cassidy had met her in person and they had become friends, the two of us had casually talked about it. Cattie was absolutely gorgeous, but it was more than just a killer body and a symmetrical face. It was her expressions, eyes, and smile, and the way she held herself. It was her casual confidence. And she was also sweet, and caring, and an ‘empath’ in the way that other people often claimed to be but weren’t.

Cattie was everything that anyone should have wanted in a partner, girlfriend or wife. How Heather could have ever started down the path to fucking up their relationship, I could never guess.

Once Heather had stalked down past the kitchen, I opened the door to our cabin quietly and Cassidy and I slipped out, following in that direction. Terra joined us, coming back out of her room. Heather had reached the glass sliding door and stepped outside. She was wearing the same outfit that she’d had on last night at the club - considering her only chance to have changed since then had been moments ago in her room, that made sense. It also made the coming argument seem even more like it was happening during a Walk of Shame.

We made it to the kitchen but hesitated as Heather called after Cattie. My raven-haired girlfriend had climbed the stairs up to the top deck, and now Heather had to choose to follow her or not. The other boat’s back door was open and, because of the way Becca and I had anchored the boats together, all the girls working in the kitchen on lunch had to have heard Heather’s tone.

It was demanding.

I shook my head.

Heather started climbing the stairs, so the three of us moved into the living room and then further to the door. Over on the other boat, girls were slowly making their way outside. Everyone, other than Becca, had a morbidly curious look on their faces. Becca looked like how I felt - pensive. Worried about trouble. Several of them, including Becca, headed up onto their own top deck so they could see what was happening and listen in.

We stepped out onto the porch area as Heather’s feet disappeared from between the steps.

I stopped there, listening while holding Cassidy’s hand, and Terra gave both of us a glance and then climbed halfway up the stairs to try and get a look.

“Cattie, what the fuck?” Heather said loudly once she reached the top of the stairs.

“What, Heather?” Cattie asked. “What do you want?”

“You don’t stop to talk to me?” Heather demanded.

“We’re talking here,” Cattie said.

“Come down to our cabin,” Heather said.

“Why?”

“Because I need to talk to you. What the fuck is this attitude?”

“We can talk right fucking here, Heather,” Cattie said.

I still thought doing this in public might have been the wrong decision. It meant that Cattie wasn’t giving Heather anywhere to hide, but it also meant that Heather would feel extra exposed. There was no hiding that there were multiple women listening in. But Cattie wanted it that way, and she’d definitely baited Heather into it successfully.

“What the fuck are you being so pissy about?” Heather asked. “And where is all of your stuff?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I come across as ‘pissy?’” Cattie asked with a false sweetness. “Because I really didn’t think you would have any reason to care how I came across anymore.”

“How about turning it down a notch,” Heather growled lightly.

“Fuck you,” Cattie said. “After what you did, I’ll talk to you however I want.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Really? You’re going to try and play it like that?”

“I don’t know what that fucking rapey, creepy asshole has been telling you, but I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“That’s cute, coming from you and how you’ve been acting,” Cattie spat. “‘Rapey’ and ‘creepy’ definitely apply.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong!” Heather shouted, then got a little quieter. “Tell me one thing that you think I did wrong. Just one fucking thing.”

“You mean other than having sex with my sister?” Cattie retorted with venom in her voice.

“Wha-? Seriously, that is what you’ve got your panties in a bunch over?” Heather scoffed.

“Are you denying it?” Cattie asked.

“No, that just doesn’t mean anything,” Heather said. “It’s not like she wasn’t gagging for it. She consented, and so did Ginny. Are you pissed at her for fucking your sister too? Because your sister is an adult who can make her own choices.”

“Ginny wasn’t my girlfriend,” Cattie said.

“What about that makes it wrong for me to fuck Sherry? I mean, seriously, it’s not like I impregnated her or something. She had fun, I had fun. That’s it.”

“How about the fact that, one, it’s just fucking wrong, and two, I expressly told you that was out of bounds? You could have pursued literally anyone else on this trip other than Cassidy, and as long as you did it respectfully I would have gone along and had fun with a threesome. But you had to cross both my boundaries.”

“That’s my job, Cattie,” Heather scoffed. “You really want to open this here?”

“Where else are we going to go, Heather? Because I’ve tried to talk about this with you in private dozens of times.”

“Fine,” Heather said. “It’s my job to push your boundaries. You’re my submissive little bitch. You agreed to that. You kissed my feet and promised me that. You don’t get to dictate things to me, I tell you what is going to happen. If I want to fuck your sister, you should be asking me which dildo I want to use and if you can lube it up for me. I’m the dominant. I call the shots. I get what I want.”

“Jesus Christ,” Cassidy murmured next to me, squeezing my hand hard as we listened to the argument. I could tell Cassidy was pissed off, and I wasn’t much behind her. If any man had said something like that to her, or Cattie, or pretty much anyone I had a modicum of respect or pity for, I would have been in their face. The fact that Heather was a woman still left an ounce of hesitation to get physical in me, and almost more importantly, Cattie had asked me not to get involved.

All I could do was wait, and listen, and catch Cattie when she came back to my arms.

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“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Cattie said, her tone becoming hard. I don’t think I’d ever heard someone speak like she did. It was authoritative, commanding, and self-confident. It was… Imperious. I know the word, but I’d never actually heard it like that before. “Your excuse for fucking my sister is that we played Dom-Sub games?”

“They aren’t games,” Heather said. “You’re my sub!”

There was a moment of silence, and I could picture Cattie glaring daggers at Heather above us.

“Come on, Cattie,” Cassidy whispered quietly, willing her love to her best friend. “You’ve got this.”

“I’d never call myself perfect, Heather,” Cattie said, still with that imperious tone. “No one is perfect. But I know I’m worth more than that. I am a beautiful woman who takes care of herself and always strives to be better. I’m educated. I’m ambitious, but not to the detriment of my partner. I believe in compromise and loving completely. I’m generous with my time, and my money, and I will do just about anything for my partner. Which are all things I wish I could say you ever were like, Heather. I wish you cared about anything other than yourself and your ego. I wish you’d been giving, at all, in any part of our life together. You’re a selfish person, and a selfish partner, and a selfish lover. I am worth more than you ever cared to give, and now I think I’m probably worth more than you can give even if you tried.”

There was another long moment of tense silence before Heather responded. “Fuck me? Fuck you, Cattie. Seriously, you’ve got some Goddamn nerve talking to me like that. If you ever want to make up for this, it starts with an apology right fucking now. And I don’t mean just a little one, I mean you need to get on your knees and fucking beg me, and then you need to lick my fucking toes as you beg me to keep being your Mistress. If you don’t do that right now, we’re done. Over. I’m never even thinking about you again.”

There it was. Heather, somehow, didn’t realize that this wasn’t just a fight. She’d fooled herself into thinking that she still held the power, that Cattie was just too good, or weak, or something, that she wouldn’t break up with her. Now I realized why Cattie really didn’t want me or Cass around for it - it wasn’t because we would have antagonized Heather more and made things harder. If anything, Cattie wanted her antagonized.

She needed to do this by herself because she needed to take command of her own destiny. Her own life. Heather didn’t realize it yet, but she’d given Cattie everything she wanted. Every piece of closure she could need to be sure about the decision. And I knew Cattie had to be hurting, that getting all of this was tearing a hole in her sweet heart, but she was willing to pay that price for this.

“Heather,” Cattie said. “Eat an actual tractor-trailer of dicks. Not only do I absolutely refuse to do all that, but I reject every ounce of what you want with every inch of my being. You are not my mistress or my dom. You aren’t my partner, my lover, or even my friend. We won’t be those lesbian friends who see each other at bars and are friendly, or stumble into bed every once in a while. I don’t like you, and I don’t want you in my life.”

“Fine!” Heather growled. “That’s great! Then I’m officially ending our-”

“You don’t get it,” Cattie interrupted her. “You’re not breaking up with me, Heather. We’re already done. There is no relationship to break. You are nothing to me. You don’t get to take control of this, because there’s nothing to control. I don’t hate you, I nothing you. You are a part of my life that I won’t ever think about. You’re a memory that doesn’t even need to fade because I’ve replaced you with better things while you were being a coward and hiding in a little cabin this morning.”

Another silence. I had no idea what the scene looked like up there, though I could see across to the other boat. The girls weren’t even pretending not to be listening. All of them other than Cassidy and Terra, and even JC, were up there at the railing, watching and listening.

The only person missing was Sherry.

Heather seemed to be speechless. Or something.

Then Cattie spoke again, loudly, and she seemed to be right above us near the railing. “Since I’m a single woman, and have been since last night when Heather decided she valued me less than just about anyone else in her life, I just thought I’d let you all know that I’m entering into an enthusiastically consensual Dom/sub relation with Robbie. I’ll try not to be overbearing about it with you guys, and if it’s too much I apologize and you can just ask me to tone it down a little and I will. I’m just really excited to have a man I love and respect, and who loves and respects me, to be my Master. Also, beyond that, I’m entering into a polyamorous relationship with him, and sharing him with Cassidy. I know most of you are aware of this already, but I just wanted to say it out loud.”

Wanda, bless her, put two fingers between her lips and let out a loud whistle of appreciation. Soon Cattie was getting a round of applause from all of the girls who had been watching. Even JC was clapping - he really did have a good heart and could see how bad things had been between Cattie and Heather. That just made me get a sharp twinge of guilt in my chest over what was going on with Terra.

“Fuck you!” Heather shouted loudly, and I could hear her stomping away down the length of the top deck.

Terra climbed back down the stairs, making way for Cattie to come down. As she rounded the curve of the stairs I opened my arms and she crashed into them. The brief look I got at her was that her makeup was smudged right at the eyeline from holding back tears, but nothing else had run.

Most of the girls were still applauding as they looked down at us from the railing above, and Cattie looked up at me with a request in her eyes.

I bent down and kissed her, and she threw her arms around my neck to keep me right there as she kissed me back. The applause got a new round of cheers.

Gasping, Cattie pulled out of the kiss and reached over and grabbed Cassidy’s hand, then led us both over to the other porch and into the Singles Boat, away from wherever Heather was heading.

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I let Cattie pull me into the Singles Boat, but I scooped her up in my arms once we were inside and I stepped sideways over to the beat-up couch in the living area and sat down, hugging her to me.

“You OK?” I asked her.

She nodded and closed her eyes, raising her eyebrows to stop from crying. “I am, Tiger. Thank you.”

“You did so good, Cattie,” Cassidy said, going to her knees in front of the two of us and taking one of Cattie’s hands in hers. “You’re kind of my hero.”

Cattie smiled sadly and squeezed Cassidy’s hands, then turned and pecked me on the lips. “Thanks for believing in me,” she said. “But I’m not done yet.” She shifted, and I moved to help her stand up. “Just stay here, OK? And keep any of the others from coming to the back for a couple of minutes.”

“OK,” I promised.

Cattie closed her eyes again, taking in a deep breath, then let go of both mine and Cassidy’s hands and walked down towards the cabins.

“Sherry,” Cassidy murmured.

I didn’t have time to contemplate before there was noise coming from outside, and the sliding door opened. I had to stand and motion for the girls to be quiet, and soon Wanda and Zenya at the front of the group were turning and shushing the others behind them. Wanda whispered something outside, then stepped in and shut the door. She came over and hugged Cassidy and I.

“That must have been hard,” Wanda whispered to us.

“But worth it,” I said. “For her.”

“Totally,” Cassidy agreed.

Wanda hugged us harder, and I knew she was thinking of the conflict looming on the horizon for her and all the big questions she needed to answer. But now was a time to be there for Cattie, not to pivot to Wanda.

Cattie’s knock was loud and firm. “Sherry,” she called from down the hall. “Open it.”

Cassidy, Wanda and I all looked at each other and then shifted closer to the kitchen area, though we didn’t enter it. We wanted to listen, but not the press.

The sound of the cabin door opening was soft.

“Hey,” Sherry said. “Come in?”

“No,” Cattie said sternly, disgust in her voice. “After what you did in here?”

“Then why are you here?”

“I don’t want to know why,” Cattie said. “It doesn’t really matter. You broke my heart, Sherry. You did, not Heather. You stabbed me in the back.”

“It’s not like that,” Sherry said petulantly.

“No? It isn’t?” Cattie asked harshly. “Because you just fucked my girlfriend. Or let her fuck you. Whatever. You’re as bad as Dad.”

It was a little comment, but it was sharp and I immediately recognized it was a scalpel insult designed to cut deeply into both of their shared traumas.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Sherry demanded. “You’re going to say that to me after you acted like a complete slut and fucked that big asshole? You fucked him, Cattie. It doesn’t matter why you did it. If anyone is like Dad, it’s you. The first chance you got, you spread your legs for that dickhead. I was just trying to help Heather feel better about you being an absolute cunt.”

“You know that’s not how that happened, or why,” Cattie said. “But you’re just too- Ugh!” There was a moment of quiet. “I tried my best, kid. I really did. I tried to be the best sister I could be for you even with our messed up parents. I tried to help you grow up. But now you’re on your own. I can’t be there for you anymore after this, Sherry.”

“Fuck you,” Sherry said. “I never needed you for anything. You don’t want to be sisters? Fine. You chose those fucking whores to be your new ‘sisters’ already. A cheating cunt, a married slut, a know-it-all bitch? They all act like a guy with a vague amount of abs is new or something. Go be sisters with a bunch of open, saggy cunts then, Cattie. Go be in love with a guy who’s never going to pick you first.”

“I hope, when you finally get the wake-up call that’s coming to you, that it doesn’t hurt too much,” Cattie said.

The cabin door slammed, and Cattie came out from the hallway. This time the tears were streaming down her cheeks, and I wanted to pick her up and cuddle her to me and carry her back to our room but Cassidy and Wanda were there first, hugging her tightly.

“I’m so sorry,” Cattie sobbed into her hugs. “I’m sorry she said those things.”

Wanda and Cassidy were shushing her and both talking quickly, assuring her that they didn’t care and it was OK. Finally, I’d had enough of waiting and I slipped around them so I was behind Cattie and I pulled all three into a hug. Cattie turned in my grip and hugged me back, and once the girls gave me a little room I did pick her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist and clung to me, and I moved towards the sliding door.

Leia had been waiting outside and she opened it for me, rubbing Cattie’s arm reassuringly as we passed. I didn’t even get over to the other boat, however, before Becca was coming out of the opposite door. She took one look at us and frowned, then nodded up towards the top deck. I nodded and hopped the little gap between the porches, then set Cattie down at the stairs since they were too tight to carry her around. We went up, followed by Cassidy, Becca and Wanda.

“Sorry,” Becca said once we were all up the stairs. “I gave Heather a minute to cool down, then figured it was best to get logistics done ASAP. She’s going to move into the Singles Boat with Sherry. Zenya will move in with me, and Ami is going to take the empty bed over her. That should get you two some separation, but you should try and stay out of her way while she’s moving.”

“We can’t just kick them off the trip now?” Cassidy asked, a little frustrated.

“They paid for the trip,” Becca sighed. “Unless they get violent or break one of the rules, I can’t or they could sue me as the organizer.”

“It’s OK,” Cattie said, taking Becca’s hand and squeezing it. “I understand. Thank you for taking care of that.”

“Of course,” Becca said, pulling Cattie into a hard hug. “Anything for another of Robbie’s girls, hon.”

Wanda and Cassidy joined the little group hug, and I gave the girls a moment of commiseration until Cattie broke away and came back to me, wrapping her arms around my waist and pressing her cheek to my chest. “Can we just sit?” she asked.

“Of course we can, Catherine,” I said.

“I’ll make sure Lunch is in the works again,” Becca said, then glanced at Wanda. “Come with me?”

Wanda nodded. “We’ll get you guys plates.”

“Thanks,” I said.

Soon it was just me, Cassidy and Cattie, and I ended up with both of them crammed onto my lap as I sat in a deck chair. Cattie cried, but not as much as I might have thought, while we just held her.

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The girls gave us time. Cassidy also ended up giving Cattie some room to just sit with me, switching over to another of the chairs. We didn’t talk about things so much as we tried to just put Cattie into the headspace she wanted to be in.

“I was being serious,” she said. “I don’t want to hate her, because that’s still giving her power over me. I honestly want to nothing her.”

So our talk turned to little things. Shows. Music. Cassidy started making a playlist for our drive back to Vegas with Cattie. We didn’t talk about the serious things that needed to be figured out. We just were for a bit, and it felt nice.

Once lunch was ready Wanda brought up two plates, and Cassidy went down with her to grab more before coming back. She joined us while we ate, chipping in song suggestions and all of them talking about what they could do as a group cosplay when we would all be at the same Con in the future. There wasn’t a question of if that would happen, because we knew it would. It was just a question of when and how and there wasn’t any pressure to answer that yet.

The others started to filter through, coming to offer encouragement to Cattie and check in. It wasn’t as comfortable as I imagined it might have been only because Cattie had been on the outside a little bit for most of the week because of the Heather situation. Now my girls wanted to welcome her, but there would be a little settling in. There was also, I thought, just a little bit of jealousy around the fact that Cattie was officially official with me now and they weren’t.

Still, everyone was kind and hugged her or kissed her cheeks and squeezed her hands. Even Heels, who was usually so detached from what was going on other than our brief talks about Wanda, told Cattie that she’d made the right choice and ribbed her a little about taking so much time to do it.

Ginny, when she came by, was sheepish but hugged Cattie hard, and the two of them whispered into each other’s ears. Cattie gave her a kiss on the cheek before she left.

Once lunch was finished I got pressed into service - thankfully, it was a service I was very happy to provide. Sunblock came out, and whatever clothes were being worn over bikinis got shed. The heat, as I’d guessed, just kept rising and with the barest wisps of clouds in the sky I could practically feel the skin cancer trying to chew into us. I took up the sunblock and went to war with that radiation, and what a glorious war it was as I rubbed down my girls.

And with everyone pretty much in the open now, barring Terra who shot me a look like she wished she could get me to do it but let JC when he offered, I ended up getting a lot of playful grabass in as well. Tits slipped from tops, bottoms got pulled up to expose cheeks. A few bottoms even got pulled aside and pussy lips got soft massages. I was tenting my shorts, but no one was quite ready to just yank them down and blow me. We were horny and hot, but not crazy.

Eventually, I had left my girls glistening with the sunscreen and I stood up, stretching and then pulling off my shirt. It didn’t take long until I was face-down on a towel with four sets of hands rubbing sunblock into my back, legs and arms. Then I got flipped over, and new sets of hands were rubbing my chest.,

Cassidy, always the instigator, slipped her hand under the waistband of my shorts and stroked my shaft, making Leia and Ami both blush. Becca just laughed and smirked.

With sunblock applied, I thought maybe things would cool down or that I might get asked to do another of the Massage shoots. I knew there were still people who hadn’t gotten theirs done, but I couldn’t actually place who it was. Instead, I ended up getting called to the edge of the top deck where Becca was opening up the side railing where we usually attached the boats. Now it was pointing out to the deep side of the anchored boats.

I was the sacrificial lamb since the girls were giddy-scared. I already knew it was deep enough to jump into so I leapt in and hit the cold water, feeling it sluice over my skin. The waterproof sunblock would need to be replaced since it wasn’t really that waterproof, but that didn’t seem to be a problem considering the fun that the first application had been. As I surfaced I gasped for air and sighed happily. The water was just cool enough to be refreshing.

Whooping laughter echoed behind me and I turned in time to see Becca and Cassidy holding hands as they jumped into the water. Wanda and Ami came jumping next, followed by Zenya and Leia.

Cattie blew me a kiss and made a motion that she was going down to our room to remove her makeup - the false lashes and thicker makeup would do great with jumping into the water. By the time she showed back up on the back porch of the boat, face stripped of makeup and looking fresh, a game of tag had started. When I saw her I swam over towards her and she jumped in, surfacing right in front of me and leaning in to kiss me with a smile on her face.

“Hello gorgeous,” I said with a big grin.

“Hello, Tiger,” she said warmly. “God, I can’t believe I wasted so much time not getting in the water.”

“I’m just happy you’re here,” I said. “But you should be careful.”

“Why is that?” she asked, her brow furrowing a little as we both tread water.

“Because some of these girls get handsy out here,” I laughed.

“Is that so?” she chuckled and snaked a hand down through the water and brushed the front of my shorts. “I think I might be OK with that as long as you are.”

With another kiss, we went back and joined the game.

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The game of tag was a little less organized than when the girls and I had played Marco Polo earlier in the week, but things quickly escalated to similar levels of shenanigans both with the not-quite-cheating of girls trying their hardest to get me tagged through distractions or just grabbing on to me and weighing me down. I got flashed multiple times, and my cock was fully erect in my shorts and caused some drag as I swam around due to all the groping and rubs it was getting. That wasn’t the only part of me that was getting frequent pat-downs though; my ass was grabbed frequently, and my abs, chest and back all got their fair share as well.

And that wasn’t even mentioning the little kisses. Most of the girls were good swimmers but weren’t the sort of swimmers who could keep themselves afloat in one place just with their legs. Making out, or even just kisses longer than a solid peck, became difficult when they had to work their arms to tread water as well.

Anyone else might have been surprised by which girl did it first, but I just grinned as Ami stripped off her bikini top and tossed it onto one of the porches before swimming over to me and pressing her bare chest to mine as she gave me a titty-licious hug. It didn’t take long for the others to join them. Becca and Wanda were the last to join in, and not for any lack of enthusiasm. They were simply the farthest out from the boat when the tops started coming off.

Once the tits were out, the game of tag seemed to change a bit. There was still someone who was ’it’ and trying to tag other people, but the girls also seemed to develop a second game going on at the same time. I couldn’t tell how they organized it, but I had a rotation of one of them after another swimming up to me and teasing me, eventually letting me grope them as they got a firm hand on my cock, before pulling away with stiff nipples and giggling laughs only to be replaced by another one of them.

In the midst of the game, I noticed something that put a distracted frustration in my mind. Terra and JC were up on the top deck, sitting on the edge and talking. I had a feeling the choice of perch had been made by Terra before all the tops had come off. They were talking, or it more looked like Terra was talking whenever I glanced up at them. JC was clearly distracted, struggling to keep his eyes away from the glimpses of tit as the girls were swimming around or treading water. I can’t even really blame him; I would have had the same issue from his spot.

I could also tell that Terra was getting frustrated. She was going through a ringer with her emotions, or our emotions, and based on what I was seeing JC wasn’t giving her what she needed in the moment. She was still talking, but her glances were looking down whenever there was a loud bark of laughter or splashing amidst the game. I could tell she wanted to be downhere having fun, but felt like she needed to work on things.

I couldn’t help but feel bad for all that I’d done to her relationship. But I also felt like shit because of the little voice in the back of my head that was cheering, seeing the way they were. Seeing JC distracted, and Terra unhappy. Not that I wanted her unhappy. I wanted her to be unhappy with him.

“Tiger,” Cassidy said, swimming up and distracting me from my latest glance up at Terra. “Hi!”

“Hey, baby,” I said with a smile, trying to wipe my thoughts clear to focus on my fiancee.

She swam close and reached down, feeling at my cock and discovering it fully erect. “Mmm, someone is having fun,” she said.

“Of course I am,” I chuckled, scooping my hand behind her and pulling her to me by her ass a little.

“Well, I think after all the stress earlier, you deserve some fun,” Cassidy said.

“This is fun, baby,” I said.

“I meant real fun,” she smirked. Then she dipped under the water and tugged my shorts down and completely off, coming back up with them bundled in one hand. “I think you should find a hole for that, Tiger. Everyone down here is willing.”

“Not everyone is open to that in public,” I pointed out.

Cassidy grinned and shrugged, starting to swim my shorts back towards the boat. She blew me a kiss, and she was quickly replaced by Becca swimming up and laughing as she found me naked.

The groping got more insistent. I was getting stroked fully, or getting asses pressed against me. Cattie dipped under the water and got her mouth on my cock but couldn’t figure out how to actually blow me under water without choking on water.

I wanted… all of them, honestly. But I had plans with Becca later, and Cattie had gotten my attention earlier. As had Leia, though we hadn’t been able to finish. And of course Wanda’s situation kept her off the potential list.  If I were playing things fair, Cassidy and Ami were the girls from my whatever-we-were that were down there. But while Cassidy had stripped me naked, she clearly was encouraging me to go after someone else - she was part of my plans with Becca, anyway.

I knew Ami wasn’t someone who was going to have sex right there in the lake, even if we wanted each other. Especially not our first time, even if that would make for a hell of a first-time story. Still, I didn’t make any moves until I was able to catch up with her. She laughed, throwing her raven hair out of her face as she felt my cock against her back as I kissed her cheek from behind. She turned in my arms and gave me a kiss back, then pushed my head underwater and between her tits, motorboating me. Her other hand stroked me softly.

“Hi, cutie,” I said as I came back up for air.

“Hey, Tiger,” she smiled warmly.

“I… wanted to check on something,” I said.

“Tell me.”

“I’m horny as hell with all this going on and Cassidy wants me to fuck someone. This isn’t the kind of special I think I would want for our first time, or I’d be asking you. I just want to know if you’d be OK with me doing something like that around you and the others. Like, in the open.”

“I think I would be,” Ami said quietly, nodding and smiling a little naughtily. “Who are you going to have sex with?”

“If she’s up to it, I was thinking Zenya,” I said.

Ami’s grin got bigger. “She definitely is,” she said. “Or at least I bet she is. Go get her.”

“God, I’m too lucky to have someone like you,” I told her.

“Go show me what I’m missing, Tiger,” she whispered back huskily, making me groan. But I turned and searched for that bright red hair of Zenya’s. It was time to fulfil a promise.

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Zenya yelped when I swam up behind her, but laughed deep in her chest as she felt my cock press against her thigh as I groped one of her tits and turned her chin to face me so I could kiss her.

Usually, in any circumstance I could imagine, I would never be that forward with someone. Hell, even with Cassidy on a regular day at home before all of this had started, seduction played at least a little part in our sex. Making the other person feel special. Making sure they were into it.

I didn’t go for seduction with Zenya. And kissed me back immediately with tongue, though it slipped away as our water treading made it hard to keep our mouths together.

“So, you have officially made it clear,” I said. “How would you feel about fooling around now?”

Zenya’s grin lit up even more. “Really?”

“Yes,” I laughed. “Why do you sound so surprised?”

“Because you’ve got… Well, you’ve got a lot of beautiful women around you. I feel like, oh, I don’t know.”

“Shush,” I said, over-exaggerating my frown. “I really enjoyed our fun during the massage shoot, and you being so forward about what you want is really attractive. So if you’re up to it right now, I’m in.”

“Here?” she asked, looking around with raised eyebrows.

“Well, I wasn’t exactly thinking here,” I chuckled. “But if you’re into trying out stuff in public, this may be the most accepting audience ever for that.”

Zenya bit her lip as she looked at me and I realized my little joke wasn’t so far off from the truth. I’d intended to get out and head to my room with her, but Zenya actually looked sort of turned on by the idea of doing stuff in front of the others.

“Really?” I asked.

“If you’re into it,” she shrugged.

“I can try it and see,” I said. “What about on the back porch of the Couple’s boat there so it’s as far as possible from Heather and Sherry’s room windows?”

“Good thinking,” she said, then smirked. “Now come get these titties, Tiger.” She took off swimming towards the porch. As if I couldn’t outpace her.

We both pulled ourselves up out of the lake and were looking a little ridiculous. Really, in my opinion, any naked man at least looks a little silly with his cock out, and I wasn’t an exception. I did get some cheering catcalls from my girlfriends, but I waved them away. Zenya looked a lot better mostly-naked than I did, I would argue. As she pulled herself up out of the water it streamed down her chest, highlighting her bright pink, almost red nipples. Her bust wasn’t actually huge compared to her build - she had wide shoulders and hips, with a nice taper to her waist that gave her a bit of an ‘hourglass’ look. Her tits sat a little wide on her, leaving a deep amount of cleavage in the centre of her chest as they fell away from each other naturally. That was why her cleavage looked so epic when they were contained by a bra or bikini top and were pulled back towards each other.

I had sat on the edge of the porch and Zenya got up on her knees, pulling her bright, wet hair behind her head as she leaned over me and kissed me energetically.

“Mmm!” she hummed happily as I slid a hand down her side to her leg, then back up to caress her dangling tit. She pulled from the kiss and grinned at me. “I want to suck your cock.”

“I’d love that,” I said and leaned back a bit as she lowered down and took my cock in her mouth. I groaned in appreciation as she started to blow me with an enthusiasm that could only have been built out of days or horny desire. I had to brace myself behind me with one hand but I caressed her back with the other, which was smooth and slick from the lake water. Then I slid my hand farther back to her ass. Her bikini bottoms were an ‘almost thong’ - they had wide banding but still showed off a very significant amount of her meaty ass cheeks and sat high on her hips.

Zenya giggled into my cock as my hand slid back to those cheeks and she flexed them as I grabbed her. Then she started noisily blowing me.

“Get it, girl,” Cassidy called as she and Cattie swam by with grins on their faces.

Zenya, without lifting her lips from my cock, raised a hand and gave them a thumb’s up, making all three of us laugh.

It was her energy more than anything that made the blowjob fantastic. She wasn’t putting much time or thought into ‘technique’ per se - I had no doubt she could, that just wasn’t what we were doing at the moment. Instead, she was practically ducking her face on my cock as I groped her. When she came off with a gasp, her mouth wide open but curled in a grin, I caught her nipple between my fingers and used it to lightly tug her towards me so we could kiss.

“You’re fantastic,” I told her. “And gorgeous. I want you badly, Zen. Here, or in our room.”

“Take me here,” she gasped, her eyes bright.

I kissed her again and then we shifted. She quickly stripped off her bottoms, to the cheers of several of the girls in the water, and she tried to swing her leg over to mount me but I stopped her. Instead, I scooped her up softly and laid her down on her back, getting between her legs and kissing her again before starting to kiss down her chest.

“Robbie,” Zenya groaned in complaint. “I’m already horny and wet. I was your cock, not your tongue.”

Leia popped up on the side of the porch, giggling as she looked at her friend. “You’re going to regret saying that, babe,” she said. Leia’s little tits were in full view and she didn’t try to hide them at all.

“Huh?” Zenya asked, then rocked her body as my lips missed her mound and delved further down between her legs.

“He’s going to eat you out so good,” Leia laughed, leaning over and pecking Zenya on her lips lightly. “Have fun!” Leia dropped back from the porch into the water, swimming away.

I drove my tongue into Zenya’s pussy. Her meaty cheeks and thigh didn’t disappoint in her pusy, which had full lips and a nicely prominent clit hood. She yelped as I tasted her, breaking into giggles, and then moaned loudly as I raised my lips to her clit and massaged it through its hood.

“Cock,” Zenya groaned her demand, but I had a feeling she didn’t really mean it yet since she got both hands into my hair and held my head down between her legs.

She tasted sweet and bold, like her personality, and I knew that I wasn’t going to get tired of eating her any time soon with the way she quickly responded to my work.

Chapter 268

The girls were watching us. Not all of them all at once, but the game of Tag had dwindled out on the lake and they were floating around and chatting, just enjoying the cool of the lake on the hottest day of the trip. If I had been doing just about anything else, I would have dropped what I was doing and joined them. Very few things could be considered better than hanging out with a bunch of gorgeous models I loved, and who loved me back, as they drifted around in the water topless.

Driving my cock into Zenya was one of those things.

“Yes, Robbie,” she groaned. “Oh, God, fuck yes!”

She was riding me, which was her preferred method to start off. After I’d eaten her to an orgasm, which had made her grab her tits hard as she squeezed her eyes tight, I’d kissed her fiercely until she’d begged me to lay back. I had, hanging my legs off the end of the porch so I could feel the water on my ankles, and Zenya had straddled me.

Being a slightly bigger girl because of her curves, Zenya was just a little self-conscious as she lowered herself onto my cock. She hid the soft fold at her stomach with an arm as she bit her lip and speared herself on me. When I realized that’s what she was doing, I had taken both of her hands in mine and stabilized her that way, looking up into her eyes. She didn’t have her ‘big anime eye’ makeup going on, and I thought she was more attractive without it. She had pretty green eyes that may not have been blessed with big, dark lashes, but looked like a fresh spring lawn.

Now that she was comfortable and riding me, she was grinning broadly in between her moans.

“That’s it, Zen,” I grunted. “God, you feel so good, gorgeous.”

Zenya pulled one of my hands up to her face and sucked on my thumb, smiling around it. I raised my other hand from her waist to her tit, tweaking her nipple and then grabbing the meat of her breast firmly.

“Mmmm, fuck!’ Zenya grunted.

I took my hands from her and grabbed hers, bringing them to stabilize on my chest. “Lean forward,” I told her. She did, bracing on my chest. This pushed her tits together between her arms, which looked fantastic. Her nipples were so fucking suckable, they made me think of candy gummies. As she brought her hips up while leaning forward, I got my heels braced on the edge of the porch and used that as leverage to thrust up into her.

“Holy fuck!” Zenya yelped, rocked forward by my thrust.

“That’s it, slut!” Wanda called to her with a grin. “Take that cock deep. Get it!”

Several of the other girls catcalled as well, and Zenya had the presence of mind enough to raise one hand and flash them the finger, bringing laughs all around.

“Fuuuuck, Robbie,” Zenya groaned. “I’m gonna come. You’re gonna make me come again. I’m gonna come on your cock.”

“Stop talking about it and do it, Zen,” I said. “Cause it’s not going to be the last one.”

“Ffff-uuu-huuck,” Zenya groaned, her arms giving out as she came. Her chest fell to mine, her breasts mashing against me, and I wrapped my arms around her back to hug her to me as I kept thrusting into her as she rode her orgasm. “Oh my gawd,” Zenya groaned as her cunt fluttered and then relaxed.

I helped her pull off of me and she fell to her side beside me, so I bundled her up in my arms and held her.

“Fuck, Robbie,” she said, finally catching her breath. “That was… holy shit.”

“What the fuck is this?” Cassidy called from the water. “There aren’t any time-outs allowed!”

Zenya laughed and flashed them the finger again to more laughter.

“You good?” I asked.

“Very,” she said. “You can keep going?”

“I’m still hard,” I pointed out. “And you are sexy as hell. Is fucking with an audience doing it like you hoped?”

Zenya laughed and leaned towards me to rest her forehead on mine. “I’m not going to start fucking on camera, but like this? It’s hot. Even with the peanut gallery.”

“Ride him the other way,” Becca called. “Work that ass on him, Zenya! We all know you’re proud of it.”

Zenya closed her eyes and smiled, then bit her lips as she opened them again. “Want me to do my sex trick?”

“Sounds amazing,” I said.

Zenya got me on my back again, and this time she mounted me facing away. Her big, meaty ass was pointed at me and as she sat on my cock she flexed her butt, twerking it with just her muscle control. It was half a visual thing and half a physical feeling as her body gripped me. Then I was a little shocked as she shifted and spread her legs into a full split. It tightened her pussy in a weird way but also pulled her ass into an amazing cleavage of its own.

“Holy fuck,” I groaned, leaning back but not wanting to take my eyes off of her ass as she started rocking on my cock. On each twerk upwards I could see her pussy lips split and bulging around my dick. I moaned and couldn’t help myself and clapped my hand on her ass.

Zenya laughed and looked over her shoulder at me, holding her tits in her hand as she worked me. “Spank me all you want, Tiger,” she said. “I love it when my ass gets turned red.”

I almost came at one point, once her ass was a bright pink, but I wanted to go a little longer and got her off of me, eating her from behind as she lay prone on the deck. I teased her asshole at the same time and she groaned happily and even reached back and got the tips of two fingers pressed into her asshole as I slid lower to tongue her pussy again. She came as she fingered her own butt and I drove my tongue against her clit.

Then I got her up on her hands and knees and it was my turn to mount her.

“Ho- My- God- Robbie,” Zenya panted as I slammed deep and fast into her from behind. She was rocking back at me with each thrust, and after a few more spanks I had gathered her red hair, now half-dried, and held it tight as I pulled her head back. “That’s it, Tiger. God! That’s fucking- Holy goddamn motherfucker!”

Becca suddenly popped up out of the water onto the porch, climbing up and streaming water. She winked at me with a grin and then leaned down and took Zenya’s face in both her hands, looking at the slightly delirious woman up close.

“Having fun, babe?” she asked.

“Uh-huh,” Zenya grunted.

“Everyone you hoped for, getting that pussy railed?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Took long enough, huh?”

Another affirmative grunt.

“So are you gonna do what you claimed you would?” Becca asked, then her grin widened and she glanced at me. “She’s blushing really hard.” She glanced back down to Zenya. “Are you?”

Zenya nodded, pulling against my grip on her hair to do it.

Becca looked up at me. “Creampie her, darling,” she said. “If you do, she’ll squirt. She says that’s the feeling that makes her do it, so she’s only ever done it with boyfriends she is comfortable with.”

“Safe?” I grunted.

“Do it,” Zenya begged. “I’m safe. Fuck-ing… do it, Tiger. Make me your public cumdump. Make me one of your filthy little whores in front of them all. Fill my hooooole.”

I came, thrusting forward hard and burying deep, unleashing my cum into her in a big first wave. Zenya moaned and lost the strength in her arms, going face-down on the faux grass of the porch, and I could feel her squirt splashing out of her against my balls and thighs as she came hard. We rolled through the waves of our orgasms just slightly off-timed, each release of my cum feeling like it was pushing her over into another gasp of her own.

“Good giiirl, Zenya,” Becca cooed, having taken her hands and holding them lightly. “Such a sexy woman. Take all of it.”

Zenya gasped as her orgasm ended, and I helped her get off her knees and to prone again. I didn’t pull out, still keeping my hardness for now, and instead laid down on top of her and cuddled her.

“God damn,” Zenya groaned, flexing her ass under me. “I was gonna get you to give me a facial since the lake is right there, but I think that was way better.”

“You are such a sexy beast,” I whispered to her, kissing her ear. “That was amazing.”

She turned a little bit, grinning. “Thanks, Tiger.”

“Did that scratch the itch?” I asked.

“For now,” Zenya sighed, closing her eyes softly and just enjoying the feeling of being held, and filled.

Becca slid down and lay next to us, throwing her arm over me and leaning in to kiss Zenya’s cheek again, then up to kiss me softly with a little moan. Then she pulled me lower so she could whisper in my ear. “Zenya is the sweetest, most helpful and giving woman I know. If anyone deserves a second round with you, it’s her.”

“I heard that,” Zenya groaned. “I don’t know if my pussy can take another round like that right away.”

“You’ve always got your ass,” Cassidy said from nearby, having drifted closer and grinning up at us.

“Maybe next time,” Zenya said, smirking and rolling her eyes at my fiancee.