AMA: The Boyfriend: Chapter 55-61

Chapter 55

Becca smiled and bit her lower lip as I pulled away from our kiss. She glanced at Cassidy as she was taking photos of us from close up. “He’s a ridiculously good kisser,” she said with a twinkle in her eye.

“Always has been,” Cassidy said, rubbing my back with one hand. “Best ever.”

“You’re pretty damn good yourself, by the way,” I said to Becca.

She grinned wider, biting the tip of her tongue happily at the compliment. “So now what, Mister Magic Hands?”

“Oh, that should be the collection title,” Cassidy cut in again. “Mr Magic Hands Meets and then whichever girl he’s massaging.”

I made a face. “That sounds more like a porn site than a collection of artsy photos.”

“That just means it’ll gather even more attention,” Becca said. “I like it. We should pitch it to the others.”

“You two are the worst,” I chuckled. I shuffled a little higher, straddling her torso, and positioned Becca’s head to rest on the towel looking straight up. Her arms were still loosely held above her head, leaving her open for me to do anything I wanted. There was a part of me that just wanted to grab her tits, to pull the cups of her bikini aside to see what those pokey nipples looked like.

Instead, I put my thumbs side by side on the centre of her forehead and slowly began massaging her forehead. Becca closed her eyes and moaned softly through her pouted lips. Cassidy shifted around, trying to get good angles and avoiding casting a shadow onto us, and even as I could feel Becca oozing in her relaxation as I moved from her forehead to her temples, and then done softly to her cheeks and jaw she was posing. It was subtle, just slight adjustments the thrust out her chin, accenting different angles.

“You are such a pro,” I whispered to her as I worked a pair of fingers along both sides of her jaw. “I can’t stop being impressed by you.”

She blinked her eyes open, looking at me with a somewhat consternated expression for a moment.

“Something wrong?” I asked.

“No,” she said, and softly shook her head. “No, nothing’s wrong.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

She took a deep breath and shook her head again. “Please no. Keep going.”

I ran one hand down over her neck, cupping her chin with the other. It was funny, but I could tell the age difference between Becca and Cassidy, or even girls like Cattie or Leia, by her neck. She wasn’t nearly old enough to be showing her age at the corners of her eyes or mouth like someone in their thirties, but her neck was just a little more corded from her working out to stay fit in her late twenties instead of early/mid.

Softly massaging the front of her throat, I was surprised when Becca growled a little bit in her chest almost like a purr and tilted her chin up further to expose more of her neck for me, then captured my thumb between her lips.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Cassidy murmured, taking pictures.

Becca didn’t look at the camera. She looked at me, watching my reaction to her. She sucked on my thumb at the first knuckle and softly gripped it between her teeth, and at the same time she subtly pressed her neck a little bit higher against my hand. In response, I applied equal pressure down. Not enough to choke her, but definitely holding her in place. Her eyes dilated just slightly - that was the only change I could tell about her.

I pulled my thumb from her mouth and slid it down so that I was massaging her throat and neck with both hands, then lower to her collarbone, and moved on with the massage. She’d been giving me hints about what she wanted, and what she liked. Hints of where she might have been hoping this would go.

And I was rock fuckin’ hard in my swim trunks.

I massaged down her chest but didn’t dip under the bikini top or palm her over it, skipping down to her stomach and running my hands along her smooth skin there. Becca was thin, almost deceptively so now that I had her in my hands and under me. She had a larger-than-life commanding personality when she was in charge of the trip, and even when I had kissed her the night before she hadn’t seemed so small next to me.

I slid my hands over her bikini bottoms, and tugged the little gold rings at the sides for the sake of the pictures, then moved down to her thighs again. The fronts of her thighs weren’t nearly as sensitive as the backs, but as my fingers and thumbs rubbed further and further on the insides, and higher towards her crotch again, Becca’s breathing got deeper and her legs spread a little further apart.

The massage was technically over now - I didn’t think many, or at least some, of the girls wanting in on the series would go farther than this. But I also didn’t want it to be over, and neither did she. So I shifted, getting down on my stomach between her legs, and kissed the inside of her knee.

She moaned softly and propped herself up on her elbows, watching as I slowly began kissing up the inside of her thighs until I was about four inches from the gusset of her bikini bottoms.

“You’re a little wet,” I said, flashing her a little smile.

“I am,” she blushed. “I can feel it.”

I took a breath and glanced at Cassidy. Her eyes were wide and she nodded, encouraging me to keep going.

Looking back at Becca, I leaned forward and placed a soft kiss onto the soft, moist fabric cupping her mound and felt the firm bud of what must have been her clit hood under my lower lip.

“I would like to eat you out now, Becca,” I said.

“How could a lady refuse an offer like that?” Becca chuckled and sighed.

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Becca took charge, lifting her legs up over my head and pulling them towards her chest as she slowly - so fucking slowly - peeled her bottoms out from under her ass and up her thighs. She knew exactly what she was doing, teasing the hell out of me as first the crack of her ass, then her perineum, then her pussy peeked into view. She wasn’t as pale as Cattie was, so after a day and a half out in the desert she was already showing a slight warm tan that meant the area under her bikini had that touch of a tan line. Her pussy had delicate little inner labia glistening with her arousal, and her outer labia were flush.

I didn’t wait for her to lower her legs, or even get the bikini bottoms off of them. I shifted forward and immediately planted my lips onto her pussy, tasting her for the first time.

And not just tasting her, but tasting the first pussy other than Cassidy’s that I’d ever tasted. The experience with Wanda the night before - well, it had been pretty fantastic, but it was all hand stuff except for me using Cassidy’s mouth. This was different. It felt different. It was more personal, more… intimate.

“Oh, fucking hell,” Becca groaned as she struggled for a moment to peel her bottoms off around her raised feet. I had no idea where they ended up, but I could feel her spread and lower her legs to give me more room to play and work. One of her legs went off to the side, spreading herself open to me, while the other went over my shoulder and curled on my back, her heel pressed against me. “Fuck, he’s good at that.”

“We did a lot of practising,” Cassidy laughed. “Watched some game tape, did the drills. He really wanted to go to the Olympics for cunnilingus but they refused to acknowledge the sport.” She was still taking pictures, zooming in on my face burning between Becca’s legs. Taking one from behind me, Becca’s modesty hidden by the back of my head. Another of Becca’s face as her eyes turned dreamy.

“Oh my God,” Becca chuckled. “Stop trying to make me laugh, I want to focus on thiiiis feeling. Yes, Robbie, right there. Use your- yeeees.”

I’d worked my lips up to her clit, and as I began to tease it with my lips and tongue I slid a pair of fingers inside of her. Becca’s pussy was tight - possibly the tightest I’d ever felt. Well, to be fair my experience was limited to three pussies total, but still. Tight! Her muscles flexed and clenched, and I could see her abdomen slowly rocking as she did it.

I pulled away from her clit with a slight pop and grinned up at her. “Anyone ever tell you that you have a beautiful pussy that smells amazing?”

“No,” she said. “My boyfriend didn’t like doing this.”

“Fucking idiot,” I said, shaking my head and then bending down to taste her again, wiggling my tongue to tease the rim of her entrance around my fingers. She clenched harder and her heel dug into my back as she hissed in a breath.

“He really must have been an ass,” Cassidy said, breaking the photographer-model barrier to run her fingers through Becca’s silvery blonde hair and pull her hair back from her face. “But now you’ve got Robbie to help you know what it’s supposed to be like. You can borrow him any time you want.”

“Fuck, I will,” Becca moaned. She reached over and took Cassidy’s hand in hers as her orgasm started approaching.

Cassidy tilted the camera down and took a picture of the hands clenched together.

I continued to tease and taste her, feeling her getting wetter as her body pushed her arousal higher. Then I found her g-spot and brushed against it, and her body lurched as she hiccuped in a breath. And I avoided that spot - at least for a brief moment.

Instead of trying to push her over the edge, I kept working my fingers inside of her as I started kissing my way up her abdomen, over her bald mound to her stomach, and passed her bellybutton, up through the centre of her cleavage all the way to her lips.

I stopped just short of kissing her. “Are you alright tasting yourself?” I asked quietly.

“I don’t know,” Becca said. “Do you want to make me?”

Using the hand that wasn’t buried in her cunt, I put it back on her throat and held her still. I wasn’t choking her but had definitely taken control. Then I lowered my lips to hers and we kissed again, and her tongue slipped past our lips to taste herself on me.

That’s when I pressed her g-spot again, and her hips thrust high off the towel until I pushed them back down, using her pussy as a handhold to keep her in place.

“Come for me,” I whispered into her lips. “I want to taste more of you. I want to smell it on me later. You are so fucking gorgeous, but God I can’t get enough of you.”

“I-I’m… almost…”

I added a third finger, her pussy stretching to accommodate the new digit. I kissed her again, sucking her tongue into my mouth. I pushed my entire forearm down onto her chest as I kept her throat in my hand.

Becca came, shuddering as her body rolled three times. Her eyes closed shut and two big tears formed and rolled down the sides of her cheeks. She gasped for air and flung her arms around me to keep me from pulling away from our kiss.

Her hips relaxed first, followed by her arms, and then finally her chest as I let up on her neck.

She blinked a few times and started laughing, trying to catch her breath at the same time. She wiped her eyes.

“Do it again,” Cassidy said, rubbing my back. “She needs another one.”

“God, please,” Becca nodded. “That was the best orgasm I’ve had in - I don’t know. A decade?”

“Gladly,” I smiled and kissed her again, softer this time.

“But first I want your cock in my mouth,” Becca said. “Let me start making you feel good, too.”

“This is your time,” I said. “You don’t-”

“Tiger,” Cassidy interrupted me. “She’s asking for your cock, give the lady some cock.”

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I had to remove my fingers from Becca to shift, and my hand was glistening from her excretions during her orgasm. Standing up on my knees, and shuffled around her to kneel next to her head.

Becca was still panting slightly through pursed lips, and she was staring at the bulge in my swimsuit as her tongue touched the middle of her upper lip. She quickly reached for my waistband when it became apparent I wasn’t going to undress myself.

“Eager much?” Cassidy giggled. She was crouched down on the other side of Becca and was still snapping pictures, though I noticed that the crotch of her own bikini had been pulled aside and her pussy was exposed. She must have been fingering herself while watching me with Becca.

“You have no fucking idea,” Becca said. She hadn’t left her position on her back and was looking up at me with an excited smile as she pulled down my waistband, quickly revealing the shaft of my cock. It took another tug to pop my cock free completely, and it bobbed in the air between us.

“Nice, right?” Cassidy laughed. “I’ve always thought it was perfect. Just enough to stretch me out - whatever hole we used.”

Becca reached up and softly took me in both hands, just feeling my cock for a moment before slowly starting to rub her fingers along my length. “I wouldn’t know, honestly,” she said. “My ex had a dick just a little below average, though I only figured that out after the fact when I googled some stats. This is… above average for sure.”

“Definitely,” Cassidy nodded, and snapped a picture of Becca with both hands on my cock.

“And very handsome,” Becca added.

“Thanks?” I chuckled.

“I mean, sometimes I tell him he has a pretty dick, but I don’t think I’ve ever said handsome,” Cassidy laughed.

“Well, it is,” Becca said. Then she pulled me closer and started kissing the underside of my shaft, edging closer to the head.

“Look at you,” Cassidy said, still taking pictures. “You look like such a sexy whore like that. Honestly, throw a couple of these in greyscale and they could be erotic art.”

“Yeah, you think?” Becca asked, then tilted her head to the side a bit as she took the head of my cock in her mouth and pressed it to the inside of her cheek. The effect was lewd as hell, and I had no doubt the picture Cassidy took could have been featured on any porn site.

“Fuck,” I grunted, closing my eyes as I took in a deep breath.

“If you need to distract yourself you can keep playing with her, Tiger,” Cassidy suggested.

I looked back down to Becca and she grinned up at me with the head of my cock in her mouth. She leaned up a bit and reached behind herself, undoing her bikini top. She had to take my cock out of her mouth to take off the top completely and set it aside, leaving her completely naked. She reached for your cock again and you stopped her.

“Hold on,” I said. “I just want to say hello to the girls.”

She laughed as I bent down and wrapped my hands around both of her breasts, making them stand at attention even while she was laying on her back. She had really nice breasts, maybe about the same size as Cassidy’s now that I had them naked and in my hands, though with a softer swell to them. Her nipples were a soft pinky-brown, her areola small and a little crinkled with how stiff from arousal they were. I quickly took one in my mouth and began tonguing it, and could hear the shutter sounding from the camera. At the same time, Becca reached under me and started stroking my cock one-handed while her other one ran through my hair.

“Oooh, Tiger,” she cooed, taking up Cassidy’s nickname for me.

“Maybe later you can titfuck him,” Cassidy said. I glanced up at her and she was wielding the camera one-handed, her other hand buried between her legs as she knelt next to us.

“My boobs are too small for that,” Becca said.

“Are you kidding?” Cassidy said. “You’re pretty much the same size as me. He loves seeing his cock between my tits, especially when I’m on my back like you are now. Boobjobs aren’t about smothering his dick in tit, it’s about the visual and the surrender. Plus, if you tilt your head down while he does it you can suck his cockhead like a popsicle every time he thrusts forward.”

“Do you want to try that, Robbie?” Becca asked. “Do you want to fuck my tits?”

“Yes, I do,” I said, leaving her tits and shifting to take her face in my hands and kissing her forcefully. “Next time. Right now I want your mouth again.”

“Next time, huh?” Becca grinned, then opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue as I positioned my cock at her lips again. I slid inside and she bobbed a bit, but looked up at me with a wink and let me take control.

Soon I was thrusting into her mouth slowly, then a little faster. She had one hand on the base of my cock, and the other she used the finger herself. That left me free to grab one of her tits firmly, massaging the plump flesh. She hummed happily at that, and purred in her chest like she had before, so I got a little rougher and took her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and tugged it back and forth a bit.

“Fuck, she likes it rough,” Cassidy murmured. “You should grab her head with the other hand. Make her know she’s yours to use.”

I followed my fiance's direction and wrapped the fingers of my other hand in Becca’s hair, holding her still. Becca started whimpering around my cock, her hips jolting up at her fingers.

“Let go of his cock now,” Cassidy ordered Becca. “You know he can force it down your throat if he wants, Becca. Stop kidding yourself, you probably want that. Put that hand to better use down at your slutty cunt.”

“Mmmhmfg,” Becca slurred, completely unintelligible, but she did let go of my cock and started working both hands between her legs. This had the delightful side effect of squeezing her tits between her arms, which I happily went back and forth between tugging and tweaking nipples.

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I kept thrusting at a quick pace but with light power, not wanting to push things too far with her. With Cassidy, I would have probably forced my cock down her throat at this point, but she was mine. In a moment like this, my cock in another woman's mouth, when I looked at her and she only had eyes for me and my pleasure? I knew she was mine, just like she told me.

But Becca wasn’t mine. Not really. She was mine here and now, but ten minutes from now? Tomorrow?

I pulled out of her mouth and she stuck her tongue out again. I let go of her breasts but not her hair, keeping her in place as I ducked down and kissed her firmly again. “I want to come all over your face and tits,” I told her. “The rest of the pictures are yours, and you can send us whichever ones you want to share. But I want one of you on my phone covered in my cum. Then I want to eat you out all over again until you scream my name.”

“Fuck yes,” Becca grinned. Her makeup, lightly done for the massage shoot, was messy as hell by this point and she looked fuckdrunk even though we hadn’t had any actual sex.

I put my cock back to her lips and she started sucking, moaning into it like it was a microphone and she was recording audio for some hentai.

“Do it,” Cassidy urged her on. “Suck his cock. Suck my fiance’s cock. Worship it, Becca. Show him exactly how badly you want it. How badly you want him to come all over you, covering you. If you do it good enough, maybe next time he’ll fuck you, huh? Maybe he’ll bend you over and just take you like the stud he is, or maybe he’ll be sweet to you and take you into our bed and love on you. Or maybe he’ll do both, and you’ll get the full treatment. Do you want that, Becca? Do you want the full fucking experience of being his submissive, cum hungry, cock slut?”

“Mmmnggmm!” Becca moaned as she bobbed fast and rough on your cock.

“Fucking-” you groaned, trying to hold on but slowly losing it. “God, fuck, Becca,” I groaned.

“Do it, Tiger,” Cassidy said. “Paint her with your cum. Show her how fucking amazing you are.”

“Guh. Now,” I groaned, pulling away from her mouth and lifting one leg over her so I was straddling her stomach. I reached down to stroke my cock, but Cassidy slapped my hand away and stood behind me, wrapping both hands around my cock and pumping me quickly as I felt her chest press against my back and neck. “Auuuugh,” I groaned loudly and released.

I came hard thanks to the major teasing I had already received that day and being so fucking turned on by both Becca and Cassidy’s words. When I released, the first shot went a little high and painted Becca’s nose, forehead and hairline. The second shoot went low, splattering right between Becca’s tits, and then Cassidy was spraying wild as she milked out every drop she could. By the end, when she was holding my firm but softening cock, Becca was splattered in a slew of wild droplets of pearly cum.

“Fuuuck,” I sighed loudly, almost sitting back but realizing I was still straddling her. I fell off to the side instead, panting for breath.

“Hold on, hungry girl,” Cassidy said, grabbing Becca’s hand as she was trying to wipe cum from her face. “Picture first.”

Becca laughed and laid her head back on the towel, panting almost as much as I was. “OK, sorry,” she chuckled. “Take the picture.”

Cassidy fetched my phone and opened it with the code, standing over Becca looking right down at her and taking a picture. Then she moved down to her feet and took another one, this one clearly a full-body shot. “Anything else you want to make sure he has on hand to remember you by at a moment's notice?” she asked.

“Yeah, actually,” Becca grinned, then rolled over onto her hands and knees and took my softening cock into her mouth, looking up at me.

“God damn,” I groaned, putting my hand on her cheek to keep her from bobbing.

“Fucking hot,” Cassidy said, standing next to me and taking a photo looking down at Becca as she looked up into the lens with my dick in her mouth. “Perfect.”

“I might be persuaded to give you a few more if you can give me another orgasm like before,” Becca said, sliding her mouth off my cock and leaning back onto her ass again.

“Gimme another minute and I’ll happily be right with you,” I grinned.

Then we heard a shriek, and a laugh, from somewhere over the ridge.

“Oh, shit,” Becca said, looking down at herself and all the cum on her body. “Fucking hell.”

“Get your bikini on, we’ll jump in the water,” Cassidy said. “I’ll make sure you get cleaned up. Robbie, take care of the gear.”

We went to work fast, and Becca’s bikini was soon back on her and both women headed for the stairs when I warned them I didn’t know how deep the lake was so they couldn’t jump from up top. I didn’t miss when Cassidy scooped a big dollop of cum from Becca’s collarbone and fed it to her like her fingers were a spoon.

I could only shake my head and sigh, hoping that everything that was happening was because Becca, and Wanda, and the others actually wanted it to happen and it wasn’t just the App.

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“Can I be honest?” I asked Cassidy.

It had been almost an hour since the girls and JC had returned from their hike. And since you’d finished your massage/oral rendezvous with Becca. As far as you could tell none of the girls had been suspicious of the three of you, or more importantly of Becca and Cassidy lazily swimming on the far side of the houseboats from the shore.

Most of the girls had immediately stripped off their boots, and most of their clothes, to jump into the water themselves. Shirts, shorts, socks and boots had been scattered across the lower deck porches, not to mention several bras. Even JC had joined in, hopping into the water in just his little black briefs.

You’d decided to be the responsible one and hauled out a full flat of cold water bottles along with chopping up a dozen oranges. Once you’d finished playing Soccer Mom with the drinks and snacks, Wanda and Terra had teamed up to pull you into the water and you’d spent a half hour splashing around with everyone.

That was about when the booze had started flowing again in earnest, and you were now lounging on the upper deck again with Cassidy in your lap on one of the Adirondacks. It was starting to be ‘your spot’ at this point.

“Of course you can, Tiger,” Cassidy said. She’d been tracing the cold bottom lip of the beer bottle she was holding across your chest. Most of the girls had taken a trip to their rooms to shower and change into proper swimsuits by this point, and a party atmosphere had kicked off with music blasting from the singles boat again. “Anything, always.”

I nodded, still trying to format my thoughts properly. “So I have a concern,” I started.

“Is there something you want me to do? Or stop doing?” Cassidy asked. She’d sat up at my words, more alert in her concern.

“I just- Cass, I’m worried. Not about the sexual stuff specifically, but how it’s happening. The App… it makes me nervous,” I said.

“Nervous how?” she asked.

“Nervous as in I don’t know if what I’ve done with Wanda or Becca so far is because they’re interested, or because the App is bending reality and I’m being magically rapey.”

Cassidy opened her mouth to respond but hesitated and clicked it shut again. She frowned, her brows coming together as she looked over my face, then shifted on my lap so that she was straddling and hugging me, resting her chin on my shoulder.

“If I wanted to use the App to try and… force it, I could,” she said. “Some of the stuff in there is really wild. It can change the perception of the world. It can normalize things just for me, or give people kinks they didn’t have before. Hell, I could give either of us super sex pheromones, or make the world think it’s normal for us to be nudists anywhere we want. With enough points I could make someone completely free use for the world, and it would just be seen as normal. I’ve never done that. Even when I was deep in the- the addiction to it, I never used it like that.

“I can’t figure out how to prove it since I can’t show you the App, but I promise you that without delving deep into the weird corners of the App, it doesn’t make people do something they don’t want to. For me, it makes people naturally take the good things I do to heart. It’s the Multiplier, not the Adder. And I promise you, Tiger. I promise you with everything I have, the quirks and perks I bought for you aren’t going to mess with people's minds and make them do things they wouldn’t have been inclined to do anyways.”

“Except that’s not entirely true,” I said. “The kissing-”

“Encourages more of the same.”

“And the cum?”

Cassidy flushed and looked away. “OK, so that one could be used inappropriately if we had you jizz in the punch bowl or something. But we’re not going to do that, obviously.”

“Obviously,” I repeated with a snort.

“Is there anything else?” Cassidy asked.

“Tell me what it says about Becca and Wanda,” I said.

“Are you sure you want to know?” she asked. “It only tells me stats for how they feel about me, I can’t see the connection between them and you.”

“I’m still interested to know,” I said.

“OK, let me go get-”

There was a loud couple of honks of an air horn, and the sound of a speedboat approaching had you both linking to each other in surprise. Cassidy stood up, letting you up, and you went to the railing of the houseboat.

The big speedboat from earlier was pulling up, a half dozen guys pumping their fists and cheering at the sight of several women on the upper decks and porches, all in bikinis. They were approaching and slowing down.

“Well, fuck,” I said. “I think I’m about to be the babysitter.”

“It’ll be fine, Tiger,” Cassidy said, standing behind me and rubbing the small of my back. “Well, I think.”

Sherry and Ginnie were down the railing from you and both started waving, and Ginnie pulled the cups of her bikini aside and flashed the guys for a moment.

“Yeah,” I said. “It depends where we decide to draw the ‘fine’ line at.”

Cassidy turned and leaned her butt against the railing so she could look me in the eyes. “Tiger, for real, you need to not be the big brother on this. I know you have that instinct, but you need to just let everyone have their fun unless something bad actually looks like it’s happening. You know I won’t even entertain anything, and neither will Terra with JC here, or Cattie since she has us. And Heather.”

I didn’t miss the late addition of Cattie’s girlfriend as a distant second reason for her not to get into trouble with these guys. They were all college-age, and several of them looked like they were the athletic type.

“And,” Cassidy continued, “I doubt Wanda or Becca are going to have eyes for anyone but you either after you rocked both their worlds.”

“Here’s the thing, Cass,” I said. “None of the people you listed off are who I’m worried about.”

“Then who, Tiger?”

All of them, I thought, but shoved that down as ridiculous.

“Just… I’m going to be Sober Robbie for the afternoon,” I said.

“You know I love the fuck out of Sober Robbie,” Cass said, hugging me tight from the side. “Especially when I’m being Sober Cassidy.”

“You don’t need to,” I said. We’d both only had a single beer, and I felt like it was a waste of the afternoon for neither of us to be letting loose.

“But I do,” Cassidy said. “Because I’m yours, in everything.”

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They were members of the college soccer team at Arizona State, and they were out at Lake Powell for an impromptu reunion. Half of them had recently graduated from the program - they hadn’t done particularly well, but they were ‘brothers!’ and were looking to party.

So were the girls, so it was a match made in heaven. Maybe.

The guys tied up next to the singles boat and soon they were all up top. Sherry and Ginnie were clearly the most interested in hard flirting, but they definitely weren’t the only ones. Leia and Zenya were in the hot tub on the Singles top deck with two of the guys, while Heels was flirting with one of the guys in her ‘too cool for it’ way of being. I couldn’t tell if it was sexual tension building, or if she found him mildly disgusting in an amusing sort of way.

Heather was also having a field day, strutting around in a bikini that probably fit her before she got her boobjob and any of the other work she’d had done. The guys all let their eyes drift to her when she walked by, and she was doing that a lot as she did her bartender routine again.

Cassidy and I had staked out our spot on the Couples Boat in our deck chair, and she was making it very obvious that she was taken by lounging in my lap. Cattie had joined us - she’d thrown on a loose tank top over her bikini top, and had dragged another chair close to ours and was sitting slouched down so she could prop her feet up on our armrest.

My head was on a swivel as the alcohol flowed.

“Someone looks stressed,” Wanda said, walking over and standing behind me. She’d put on a pair of baggy athletic shorts, but was still sporting her red bikini top and big sunglasses. She leaned forward over the back of the chair and put her hands on my shoulders. “You OK there, big guy?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I said.

Cassidy snorted and patted Wanda’s hands. “Robbie has Big Brother tendencies born from having a cute sister one year younger than him.” I didn’t miss the fact that Cassidy shifted Wanda’s hands from my shoulders to my chest, and Wanda went with it.

“Oh, that’s cute,” Wanda laughed.

“Not for him,” Cattie laughed. “I think I could take his pulse just from watching the vein in his neck. Seriously, Robbie. Chill out, it doesn’t look like anything is gonna happen, and if it does we’ve got you and JC. Not to mention Terra could probably kick some ass, and Heather does some kickboxing.”

“It’s not that big a deal,” I said. “I just-”

“Want to make sure everyone is OK,” Cassidy finished for me.

“It’s sweet,” Wanda said, rubbing her hands along my chest. “I wish I’d had someone like Robbie looking out back in my college days. Instead, I was that girl for my friends. It was exhausting.”

“Right?” I confirmed. “Now imagine this one being an instigator.” I jostled Cass in my lap a bit.

“Still is, isn’t she,” Cattie grinned, poking Cass in the side with a toe.

“OK, when did this become Pick on Cassidy day?” Cass laughed.

I lifted Cassidy in my arms, bringing her stomach up so that I could blow a raspberry on her tummy. This got her and the others laughing.

“Well, I don’t have to worry about one group,” Becca said, coming over to join us.

“You thinking what I’m thinking?” I asked her.

“That it’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye or gets slipped a roofie?” Becca asked.

“I wasn’t thinking that far, but I guess I’m not head honcho,” I said.

“JC looks like he’s getting a decent feel for them,” I said, gesturing over to the other boat where JC was talking with three of the guys, two of them the ones in the hot tub. His sports knowledge and fandom probably served him a lot better - all I could connect with the guys over was being a student-athlete, and I’d been out of that racket for several years now.

“Uh-oh,” Becca said. “Cattie, it looks like your sister is getting invited down to their boat.”

“What? Ah, frick. Horny bitch,” Cattie said, sitting up and turning around to look over the back of her chair.

Things developed quickly, and soon the guys were giving speedboat rides. And it turned out to be all innocent - or at least as innocent as a bunch of horny college-age guys mixing with horny cosplay and sex work models could be. They had a tow rope and both water skis and an inflatable tube along with the oversized speedboat and considering at least half of the guys were staying on the houseboats at any one time I was less worried about kidnapping or something.

What did surprise me was that I found Ami sitting alone down in our Couples Boat sitting area with the sliding doors open to let in the breeze. She was sitting in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, glasses propped up cutely on her nose as she read a book.

“Hey,” I said, the surprise in my voice pretty evident. “Not your scene up there?”

“Sort of,” Ami said. “I like to party, but not with strangers. Some not-great experiences.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said. “Is there anything I can do?”

“No, no, it’s fine,” Ami said. “There’s a reason I brought a couple of books on a trip like this. I just need my own little downtime every once in a while.”

“Alright, well, can I at least offer you a drink? I’m on refill duty,” I offered.

“Sure, if it’s cold and you’re offering,” Ami smiled.

I went back to mine and Cassidy’s room and fetched a quartet of cold beers from our cooler. When I came back out I handed one bottle to Ami.

“Thanks, and please don’t judge me,” she said.

“Judge you for what?” I asked.

“This,” she said, then pulled off her T-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and her golden tanned tits popped out, her brown nipples quickly hardening as she lifted up her boobs with one arm and positioned the cold beer bottle under them. “Oh, fuck that’s good,” she said, closing her eyes and savouring the moment for a second.

“Boob sweat, huh?” I laughed.

She snorted. “I should have guessed you’d understand, what with living with Cassidy for so long.”

“Yeah, between her and my sister I got a lot more education into the daily woes of women than most guys my age,” I said.

Ami’s nipples were now very hard, and she’d stopped lifting them - they were out in the open, the beer bottle literally propping them up. “Well, ever since I got these puppies enhanced, the sweat issue is even worse. It’s like my big anime titties act like a heat sink sometimes.”

“How long have you had them?” I asked. “The enhancements, I mean. They look really well done. Then again, I don’t have a ton of experience in that regard.”

“You ever felt fake titties before?” Ami asked me.

“No, can’t say I have,” I chuckled.

“Here, go ahead,” Ami said, gesturing to her boobs. “Give ‘em a squeeze.”

Chapter 61

“I mean, if you’re offering,” I said, trying not to nervously chuckle. Considering everything else that had happened so far on this trip, touching Ami’s boobs wasn’t even that crazy, but it was still more than I would have thought proper or possible thirty-six hours earlier.

I sat down on the couch next to Ami, and she sat up a bit more to present them to me. “Go for it,” she said. “No one else is enjoying them other than other women who want to feel what they’re like.”

She took my hands in hers and put them right on her tits. “Damn,” I said, more surprised than I necessarily wanted to sound. “They feel really nice.”

“Right?” Ami laughed. “I told you, I wanted the big anime titties so I splurged on the best I could get. I was already decently sized, so going up to my ideal size didn’t take too much.”

I was cupping her tits, squeezing them softly, and without thinking I ran my thumbs over her nipples. She sucked in a breath, and I stopped. “Sorry, too far.”

“No, it’s just- It felt good. Don’t worry about it,” she said.

I kept squeezing and running my fingers along her boobs for another minute or so, then sat back. “I could do that all day and be happy,” I laughed.

“That’s how I feel!” Ami laughed with me. She leaned back, making no moves to put her shirt back on yet. “Um, Cassidy isn’t going to freak over this, is she?”

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “Honestly, I’ll probably tell her as soon as I get up there and she’ll want a feel at some point, too.”

“Hah, well, as long as she asks first. I’m not a fan of surprise titty honks,” Ami grinned.

“I’ll make sure she knows to be polite,” I chuckled and made to stand.

“Robbie, you don’t think…” Ami trailed off.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it,” Ami said.

“Alright, come on,” I said. “You can’t say something like that and then not follow through. I’m going to be questioning everything for the rest of the day if you don’t ask me.”

She rolled her eyes and smirked a little. “Now you’re asking for me to tease you about it.”

“Hey, I can tease just as good as you can,” I said.

“Oh yeah?” she said. “I don’t think- yikes!”

I interrupted her by picking up one of the beers and quickly pressing the cold glass to one of her nipples. She erupted into giggles after the brief contact. “Careful, when these things really get going they can cut glass.”

“I’d like to see that,” I said, then felt heat flush to my face. It might be the most forwardly flirty thing I’d set yet that wasn’t a frank conversation.

“Naughty boy,” Ami shook her head.

“Alright, now I really should get up there. Thanks for offering me a feel, they are truly spectacular.”

“Thank you,” she grinned. “If you want another one, just let me know. I’d be happy to oblige.”

I took a chance and after I stood, I leaned down and gave Ami a kiss on the cheek. It was her turn to flush just a little bit but covered it with a smile. “The glasses are super cute on you, by the way,” I said as I left back out onto the porch.

Upstairs, I saw that the speedboat had pulled in close again and Becca was trying to keep track of who was where. I silently held out a beer for her and she accepted with a thankful smile and a squeeze of my forearm. Then I went and re-joined Cassidy and Cattie at the chairs, handing Cattie the second beer. Cassidy had gotten talked into one of Heather’s icy drinks and was sipping on it as slowly to keep from getting tipsy.

“JC got up on the skies,” Cassidy told me, standing up to let me sit down again, then sliding back into my lap. “He’s pretty good, but I bet you’d be better.”

“I’m happy where I’m at,” I said, giving her a little hug.

“I bet you are,” Cattie laughed. “You know it’s not fair that you rub all those snuggles in my face, right?”

“You want to switch?” Cassidy offered. “You can snuggle in with him all you want, babe.”

Cattie actually considered it for a moment before sighing and shaking her head. “No, that would just make Heather jealous and act out. She’d be walking around topless and leading these guys on even more than she already is. You know, for a lesbian she really likes attention from guys.”

I could almost feel Cassidy swallow down a snarky comment.

“Speaking of attention from guys,” Terra said, coming over from where she’d been lounging against the railing of the boat talking with Leia and one of the guys.

“Speaking of it what?” Cassidy asked.

“No, that’s it,” Terra said. “All the guys keep staring over here wondering why Robbie is surrounded by pretty girls who won’t give them the time of day.”

“Well, it makes sense that you came to join us,” Cattie laughed. “What’s your excuse?”

“My boyfriend has been seduced by a big engine and planks of wood strapped to his feet,” Terra grinned.

“You want to finish your massage from yesterday?” Cassidy offered.

“No, no,” Terra sighed. “Not with all these guys around, anyways.”

“Well, we did Becca’s shoot while you were all off on your hike. It went really well,” Cassidy said.

“Oh, do you have pics already?” Cattie asked. Both of them were planning to participate, though I doubted they would be quite as intimate as Becca.

“No, we handed the memory card over to Becca since she’ll be the one editing and posting them,” I said.

“I got some really great shots though,” Cassidy said. “Super hot, super artsy.”

“Cool, can’t wait for my turn,” Terra said.

“You want a turn on the tube, little missy?” one of the guys said, wandering over from where he’d been talking with Ginnie.

“God, no,” Terra said. “With my luck, I’d face plant and have black eyes for the rest of our trip.”

Terra drew the guy away from the group, knowing we were the ‘anti-fun’ crowd at the moment, shooting us a knowing wink over her shoulder.

“God, she has a nice ass,” Cassidy said, watching Terra leave.

“Yup,” Cattie nodded. “I would eat a meal out of that ass crack.”

Both girls looked at me expectantly. “What?”

“Oh, come on,” Cassidy said. “Objectify our friends with us.”

“Fine,” I smirked. “She’s got such nice buns she should open a bakery.”

Both Cass and Cattie looked at each other, then burst out laughing at the same time.

“Too corny, Tiger,” Cass said.

“That was the closest thing to a Dad Joke pickup line I think I’ve ever heard,” Cattie giggled. “Please tell me you have more.”

I sighed and started wracking my brain. “Let’s see…”