AMA: The Boyfriend: Chapter 41-47

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Chapter 41

It took a long few minutes for the three of us to pull ourselves together. Cassidy had collapsed onto the couch next to Wanda, both of them grinning happily. Wanda was still naked, Cassidy with her hoodie zipped open and her tits on display in the cool air. I had gone from one knee to sitting on the carpet.

“Robbie,” Wanda said from her seat, rolling her head to look at me. “That was, without a doubt, easily in the top three experiences I’ve ever had.”

“I bet it was the best orgasm, though,” Cassidy said, tickling Wanda’s stomach.

“No comment,” the blonde chuckled breathily. She turned to Cassidy and stroked my fiance’s deep violet hair. “Thanks for letting that happen.”

“My pleasure,” Cassidy smiled, then smirked. “Or, your pleasure, I guess.”

Wanda and I both snorted. I slowly got to my feet, and then helped both of the women stand up. The movie had ended and was back on the DVD menu screen, so while Wanda and I got our clothes back on, Cassidy ejected the disc and put it away with the other movies.

Watching Wanda get dressed, pulling up her thong and leggings as her boobs bounced and jostled, had me pause and she caught me. She laughed softly and leaned towards me, lips pursed for a kiss. I returned it, and she scrunched up her nose happily when she pulled away. “OK, seriously you two,” she said. “Thank you for that. You two don’t happen to be swingers or something, are you?”

“No,” Cassidy said quickly. “And we’re not planning on it, but Robbie has my permission to fool around with or fuck anyone he wants. This is the farthest we’ve gone, though.”

Wanda quirked her head to the side a bit, raising an eyebrow. “A one-sided open relationship, huh?”

“I didn’t ask for it,” I said. “And I’m still not sure how I feel about it. This was… you are a complete Wow, and I had a lot of fun, but…”

“But,” Wanda nodded. “I get it.” She climbed up onto the couch, standing so that she was now on an even eyeline with me. She motioned me closer and when I moved she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me into a hard hug. “It’s weird, I know. Brodi was the one who suggested our open relationship, and I spent the first half a year unsure about it even though I knew it was probably a good idea for keeping us together. It’s been fun, but weird.”

Cassidy came over and stood next to me, rubbing my back. “Robbie deserves it.”

Wanda finished the hug by kissing me on the cheek, then reached down and took one of my hands and one of Cassidy’s in hers. “Look, whenever you guys are ready for it, I’m down to fuck, OK? But don’t let this get in between you two. You have to talk. A lot. Check in on each other. That’s the only way it’ll work.”

Cassidy hugged Wanda around the waist, and I joined in again as we held each other for a moment. “Thank you for the advice,” I said quietly. “This is all very new, and it’s not exactly something just anyone would be able to give some advice on.”

Eventually we separated, and I cleaned up the forgotten popcorn while Wanda made noises about going to bed and feeling lucky that no one had come out of their rooms while we had been busy. On her way by me she gave my ass a little smack, and shot me a wink, laughing and scampering away as I turned to give her butt a thwack in return and missed.

I was just finishing up rinsing the popcorn bowl when Cassidy slipped in behind me and hugged me, resting her cheek on my back. “You OK?” she asked me softly.

I turned in her grasp and hugged her to me with one arm, bending my head down to kiss her on top of her head. “I think so,” I said. “I mean, I’m fucking tired, but that was…”

She brought her face up and kissed me. “That was exactly what I was hoping it could be like,” she said. “Wanda is beautiful and sexy, and seeing her want more and more of you… Robbie, this is what you deserve. This is what I want for you.”

I held her for a long time, not answering her, because even with everything that had just happened, with everything that was happening and how much I’d been enjoying it, the reason it was happening couldn’t be ignored.

“Let’s go to bed,” I finally said, sliding my hand down to her hip. “We’re supposed to be up early for the first photo shoot, right?”

Cassidy nodded, and the two of us made our way to our room, sliding the door closed. There weren’t any noises coming out of the other rooms, so I assumed JC and Terra, and Cattie and Heather, were settled in for the night. Cassidy stripped and started climbing into bed, but I went for a quick shower. When I came out, scrubbing my hair dry, I thought she would have been asleep but she was waiting up for me. I slipped under the covers beside her and she turned, resting her cheek on my chest and her breasts pushing into my side.

“I love you, Robbie,” she whispered, and I could feel her starting to quiver. “I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”

It was Cassidy’s turn to break down. I had a feeling we’d get hit with this a lot in turns as we tried to figure out who we were together. Fuck, she shouldn’t have done this now, I thought, but didn’t say it to her. I needed therapy. We needed therapy. But Cass needed it possibly most of all from the years she’d buried the trauma she’d given herself.

I held Cassidy until she was cried out, and as she fell asleep.

There was a lot on my mind, a lot of thoughts and feelings, and I wasn’t even sure how to start processing them.

Chapter 42

The Golden Hour, sometimes called the Magic Hour for photographers, was the point during sunrise and sunset when the light from the sun had a red-orange hue and was generally acknowledged as the single best time to take pictures or film video. For models and cosplayers making their living on the internet, that wasn’t always a functional time to work, but on a trip like this with everyone working towards the same goals, there was a fervent energy to make the best use of the best time.

Unfortunately, that meant that I was awake at 4am, rolling out of bed and pulling on my sweatpants again. Cassidy was awake as well, already in the bathroom and doing her makeup.

“Morning,” I mumbled, sidling up next to her in the cramped little room and whipping my dick out to take a piss.

“Morning, Tiger,” she said, completely uncaring of what I was doing. We’d lived together for years, and while we’d never broached the pooping in front of each other line, peeing was fair game considering our apartments until recently had all been single-bedroom, single-bathroom affairs. Cassidy leaned over and kissed my shoulder, then went back to her makeup.

“I’m gonna go move the boat and find a place to get to land,” I yawned. “Do you need anything from me?”

“Nope,” she said. “We’re going to use our equipment, and Cattie and I don’t have any big props or anything. We just need you to do the photography for our paired shots.”

“OK, sounds good,” I said and kissed Cass on the top of the head before leaving. Out in the hall I could hear noises coming from all three of the other rooms. Terra and JC’s door was open, so I went and knocked. He was sorting through camera equipment on the bed and lifted his head to see me, while I had to assume Terra was in the bathroom since there was a hairdryer running. “Hey, I’m going to move the houseboat, just a heads up.”

“Sweet,” he said, giving me a thumbs up. “And hey, thanks again for moving us last night.”

“No problem,” I said, and tapped the doorframe. “See you up there.”

I went out the back porch and up the stairs onto the top deck, winding my way around the hot tub and the deck chairs towards the Pilot’s cabin. I was halfway through the process of turning over the engine when a soft whistle caught my attention. Looking over at the other houseboat, I saw Becca waving to me. I waved back, then lifted up the radio. “Good morning, Becca,” I said.

“Morning, Robbie,” Becca replied. “Everything go alright over there last night?”

“Everything was great. Some of the animals got a little bit rowdy, but they tuckered themselves out.”

You could see her rock a little bit with a chuckle, but she didn’t broadcast it. “Well, that’s good I guess. Be careful though, I think some of the animals on my boat are starting to go into heat after yesterday. Rumours are starting to spread.”

“Uh-oh,” I said. “Well, I’m sure we can find a way to cool them down. I bet the water is nice and cool this morning.”

“Uh Huh?” Becca asked. “I don’t know, what if a couple of them don’t want to be cooled down?”

“Anyone in particular?” I asked.

She didn’t respond on the radio. Instead, she made the universal blowjob motion at me from across the water. Then she changed the subject. “Have you figured out where you want to try and get to land?”

“I was thinking over there by that low shelf,” I said, pointing to a spot on the rocky face rimming part of the cove we’d spent the night in. “It looks like it has a bit of an overhang, and the bumpers should keep the boat safe, and we can get over from the top deck.”

“Alright, try it out and let me know,” she said.

The engine came on with a thrum and I raised the anchor, then set about piloting the boat over to the spot I’d eyeballed. I was right about the overhang, and thankfully the rock shelf went deep underwater rather than beaching us. The problem, I realized, was that while I could get us into position even if I dropped anchor I couldn’t stop the boat from moving a little bit. It took a little figuring out, but I was able to shift a bit further down the rock shelf to where there was a pronounced outjut spot on the overhang, and I eased the boat carefully so that the bumpers hanging from the front railing touched it. Then I dropped anchor again and waited. By now Terra, JC, Cattie, Cassidy and Wanda were all up on the top deck watching, and Heels was just coming up the stairs.

“Alright,” I said into the radio. “I think I’m stable here.”

“Sounds good,” Becca replied. “I haven’t found a good spot over here, you think I can come up alongside you and we can cross over?”

I bit my tongue, wondering if that would put any more risk of damage to the boat, but with the heavy number of bumpers hanging from the railings and on the side of the boats I figured it would be alright. I signalled it was fine, and shut off the engine.

I prepped the ‘unloading ramp’ first, opening the gate on the side of the railing. The stone shelf was a step down from the top deck, and I left JC to help the girls while I went to the other side of the boat and got ready to help moor them to us. It didn’t take long, particularly with Ami helping me from their side, and soon there was a parade of women carrying duffel bags or luggage out onto the rocky mesa.

“Good morning,” Becca said, one of the last to leave their boat, Ami needing to run down and grab her things from whatever room she was in.

“Morning,” I said, and took the initiative to step forward and kiss her briefly. She was a little surprised but kissed me back. It was only maybe two seconds at most. I stepped back from her. “Is that alright?”

“That depends,” Becca said. “Is Cassidy still in the loop?”

“She is,” I said. “I told her about yesterday and she was excited.”

“And how are you feeling?” Becca asked me.

“I’m… figuring it out. But seeing you in this light, I wanted to kiss you.”

She smiled softly. “Good, because I wanted to kiss you, too. Look, you and Cassidy should come see me and talk sometime today, just make sure everything is out in the open and see how we all feel.”

“I think that’s a good idea,” I said.

She smiled and patted my arm, then slid by me as she headed for the step onto the rock shelf. I could tell she was swivelling her hips a little extra, knowing I was watching.

Chapter 43

The women had spread out widely along the rock shelf, some hiking higher up. The thing about a whole bunch of people taking photos in the same area was that you needed to try and do it without getting in the way of other people, or them getting in the background of your shots. Sure there were editing tricks you could do to remove things from photos, but it was just a hell of a lot easier to not get them in there to begin with.

Thankfully, at least half of the women on the trip had done some cosplay and modelling at various nerdy conventions where you not only needed to deal with a bunch of other models trying to take photos in the same area as you, but also the teeming crowds in general.

I hiked my way along the ridge, pausing to help Heels and Wanda get a sticky tripod to deploy properly, to Cass and Cattie.

“Good morning,” I said.

Cattie looked up from where she and Cass were crouched over our bag of gear and smiled, standing up. “Morning, Tiger,” she said, using Cass’s nickname for me. She gave me a side hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for helping out.”

“‘It’s what I’m here for,” I said. “Where’s Heather? I didn’t see her getting off the boat.”

“Mmm, she doesn’t want to shoot anything this morning,” Cattie said. “I left her sleeping. She’s planning to film something for her OnlyFans in our room later this morning I think.”

I was a little put off by that - literally everyone else was out here, either working or helping someone else, and Heather was back there sleeping? “OK,” I said, trying not to show my thoughts. “Let’s get set up, the sun is about to be peeking over the horizon.”

We worked quickly, getting a couple of different lenses ready for the camera and a tripod out for the main shots. It was a simple shoot all told, at least here on location. Cattie was dressed up as a femme Ash Ketchum from Pokemon with the classic hat and blue and white shirt, except that the undershirt was a black crop top that hugged her bust and showed off some nice cleavage. She was also wearing a pair of denim daisy dukes instead of full jeans. Her hair was up in a big messy bun behind the baseball cap.

Cassidy, meanwhile, was dressed as Misty from the original series with the tight yellow cropped tank top and tiny jean shorts held up by dark red suspenders, along with reddy-orange hightop sneakers. A bright orange wig, carefully styled to straddle the line between anime hair and realistic, rounded out the cosplay costume.

As the sun just started peeking up over the horizon, I started taking photos. The Golden Hour didn’t actually last an hour, so working quickly was important. We started with group shots, the pair of them striking various Anime-ish heroic poses. Once the week was over, Cassidy had a VFX editor she worked with who could take these photos and add cool renderings of various pokemon and fancy special effects lighting. For now, it was all about getting as large a variety as possible.

We shifted around, using the most of the background available to us as we could, only getting delayed because Cassidy had a tendency to make silly faces and goof off a bit. When she was shooting at home, almost one in three pictures usually ended up being her making a goofy ‘derp’ face - she saved them in a special file and released them occasionally on social media for her fans when she broke a follower milestone or the like. Cassidy had a talent for making dramatic faces and poses look good, and Cattie… well, Cattie could be silly too, she just wasn’t quite as elastic as Cassidy was.

Still, I worked the camera quickly. Then I had the idea to finish off the duo photos by laying on my back so that I could take some really strong ‘hero pose’ shots looking up at the two of them. I could just imagine the VFX artist putting in some flying monsters in the sky, or big looming pokemon behind the two. Cassidy and Cattie made the most of it, looking off heroically into space in different directions, fake shouting, and even making lovey-dovey faces at each other like they were in some rom-com movie poster.

Then Cassidy got a look on her face, and she rolled up the bottom hem of her yellow tank top until her underboob was showing. “Let’s take a few sexy ones,” she said.

“Just to see what they look like,” Cattie agreed and rolled up her black undershirt to show off her own, slightly more significant sideboob.

“God damn,” I muttered. “That is really hot, girls.”

They posed a few more times, most of them turning out silly as they pretended to be shocked at each other, or at themselves. One particularly funny shot was them pretending to scold the camera like I was a peeping tom.

Then, of course, Cassidy pushed the envelope and she caught Cattie’s eye and after just a little eyebrow wiggle and glance, they both pulled up their shirts all the way, flashing me as their boobs popped out in a perfectly synchronized double titty drop. Cassidy’s nipples were hard, which I wasn’t surprised by, but Cattie’s soft tan nipples were equally hard and poking out. I snapped two quick pictures, and as they laughed and giggled, then they dropped their shirts again.

“That one is definitely just for you, Robbie,” Cattie said. “Don’t you dare share that.”

“He wouldn’t ever,” Cassidy said, side-hugging her friend.

“I know,” Cattie smiled, offering me a hand to help me up. “I just need to say it. Also, don’t mention it to Heather, she’ll get bitchy about it.”

I opened my mouth to say something, wanting to probe deeper into the Heather situation, but Cassidy changed the subject first. “OK, Tiger,” she said. “We can handle shooting each other for solo pictures. Do you want to see if anyone else might need some help? I know some of the girls would really appreciate it.”

“Sure,” I said, handing Cassidy the camera and giving her a kiss. “Have fun.”

“We will,” she grinned.

“Thanks for the help, Tiger,” Cattie said, stepping forward and giving me a little hug, and a small kiss on the lips.

I left them to it, a silly little grin on my face. There was something about this new thing where Cattie kissed me casually like it was just something friends did that I was really starting to enjoy.

Chapter 44

The next closest group to us was actually Becca helping to coach Sherry, Cattie’s sister, and Ginnie, the other small woman in the group. From what I knew, both of them were doing decently with their OnlyFans pages but were the sort of amateurs that were making money because they were cute and got naked rather than for any quality or style. Both girls were in lingerie and Becca was coaching them through some standard modelling poses and giving them tips as she took photos.

Beyond them, Terra and JC were working near the edge of the rock shelf, using the lake as a background. They were both in stylish swimwear and I could immediately tell they both very much knew what they were doing. They were trading off photography duties, striking poses that accented their athleticism and sculpted bodies.

“Hey guys,” I said, as I was passing by. “Do you want a quick couples photo? Just for you.”

“Yes,” Terra grinned. “That would be so nice, actually. Thanks, Robbie.”

She handed me her camera and JC and Terra quickly posed a couple of times in a more intimate, familiar way. My favourite was Terra resting her cheek on JC’s chest and smiling serenely with her eyes closed while he rested his chin on top of her head, looking off into the distance. For the next photo after that Terra went up on her tiptoes and kissed her boyfriend with her back to me, and the one after that JC surprised her by yanking down her bikini bottoms and grabbing her butt with both hands as she squealed in surprise.

Terra’s face of scandalized surprise was priceless, and she slapped JC’s arm as he laughed just as soon as she got her bikini bottom pulled back up.

“Well, at least someone is a gentleman,” Terra said, coming back over to me and giving me a hug. She turned back to JC, still with an arm around my waist. “Maybe I need to trade up, babe. At least Robbie doesn’t try and cop a feel every chance he gets.”

“Careful, buddy,” JC laughed. “If you take her home you’ll find she’s only barely housebroken.”

Again Terra flashed a scandalized, shocked ‘O’ face at her boyfriend, and then she smirked and laughed. “You’re asking for it, Mister.”

“That’s what I keep trying to tell you,” JC said. “I’m asking for it over and over and over.”

Terra rolled her eyes at JC’s antics and turned, kissing me lightly on the mouth like Cattie had, and accepted her camera back from me. “Thanks for the help, Robbie.”

“Yeah, thanks, dude!” JC said.

“You’re welcome, you two,” I said, chuckling as I stepped away.

Terra and JC had been the last group in this direction, so I reversed course. Becca was still taking photos for Sherry and Ginnie, but now I saw the two of them were caught up in a posed-but-intimate embrace, making out for the camera.

Then I passed by Cattie taking photos of Cass, who broke character and waved to me and winked. I blew her a kiss back and kept walking.

Zenya was the next closest person working, and had a couple of tripods up as she took photos of herself on a 3-second timer, slowly shifting this way and that. She was the curviest of all the women on the trip, excepting Heather and her enhanced form, and she was dressed in what I would have called ‘Sexy Hiker,’ but several odd accents to the outfit made me think it was likely some anime character I had never heard of. She thanked me but waved me off when I offered if she needed any help.

The next woman, also working solo, was Leia.

“Holy shit,” I said, stopping as I saw the costume she was wearing, and the big sword. Now I realized where I’d seen her before - Leia cosplayed sexy armour and big weapons from the Monster Hunter video games and made all her own stuff.

“Hey, Robbie,” Leia said, grinning as she tapped the phone she had on a tripod. “I think that’s the kind of response I was looking for from this set. You like it?”

Leia was fully clothed, and yet the whole thing felt lewd as hell with so many bits of her skin showing through. The faux armour looked like it was crafted out of some sort of chitinous hide, with boob cups that pressed her smaller bust together into a cleavage accented with some makeup shenanigans. Her hips were bare, the strange belt-and-thigh armour somehow looking ‘realistic’ without actually protecting much of her, and a small codpiece was covering her mound.

“Leia, I don’t even know what to say. That is super cool, and super sexy,” I said. “How the hell did you transport that giant sword though?”

“It actually comes apart,” Leia said with a grin. “It was a bitch and a half to do right, but see here, and here? It’s actually four pieces that all slide onto a collapsible PVC rod.”

“You might be my crafting hero,” I said. “That’s really fucking impressive. Do you need any help with anything?”

“Nope, I’m good,” Leia said. “Thanks though!” She turned back to her phone and leaned forward a little, and I didn’t move. Couldn’t move, really. Her ass was… damn. The little loinclothy bit holding the codpiece in place was wedged into her ass crack, and the belt-and-thigh combo of the armour framed her ass perfectly.

“Robbie, you’re staring at my butt,” Leia said.

“Sorry, sorry,” I shook my head. “I just-”

“It’s OK,” she laughed, standing back up straight with a teasing little grin on her lips. “I kinda feel like I owe you one after yesterday, so stare all you like. Actually…” she grinned a little wider, biting the inside of her cheek, and stepped towards me and took my hand. She brought that hand back around her and placed it right on her ass cheek. “Get a good feel,” she said.

So I did, massaging her big booty cheek, thinking of how Wanda had mentioned Leia had a ‘Pixar Mom’ body.

“Mm, fuck,” Leia moaned in surprise, her eyebrows coming together in mild consternation. “How the fuck do you make that feel so good?”

“I don’t really know,” I said truthfully. Was the App magical? Technological? Whatever it was doing, Leia seemed particularly susceptible to the ‘Midas Touch’ or whatever Cass had said the touch-upgrade was.

Leia went up on her toes and gave me a quick kiss, then stepped away from my hand. “Maybe, if Cassidy is OK with it, we can continue this later?” she asked.

“Maybe,” I smiled. Leia went back to her phone and I shook my head, touching my lips for a moment as I kept walking down the rock shelf. Three women who were not my fiance had just kissed me. Sure, none of them had been particularly romantic or sexual. I could even call them chaste. But still… whatever this was, it made me feel good.

Chapter 45

Heels and Wanda were working together, Heels seemingly just doing what Wanda told her. I didn’t have much information on what Heels’s work was other than a couple of tidbits dropped in conversation, but I suspected it was much closer to what Sherry and Ginnie did than anyone else.

“Hey, Robbie,” Wanda waved to me with a smile. “What do you think?”

“I think if I were a looney toon, I would be doing the ‘Awooga’ thing with my eyes and rolling my jaw off the floor,” I said.

Wanda was dressed in a green one-piece swimsuit that came up into a mock turtleneck top, festooned with black belts, and had on bright red gloves and a red beret. Her hair was braided into a long, thick blonde braid with a big shock of it poking out the front of the beret. The costume looked pretty damn good, even down to the swipes of ‘war paint’ on her toned and muscled legs.

“I’ve gotten a ton of requests for Cammy,” she said. “I figured this was a great place to shoot it for the first time.”

“You look great in it,” I said.

“How about like this?” she asked, spinning around and sticking her ass out.

“Fuck me,” I said, eyes wide. Her ass was fucking wild in this outfit. And I fingered that ass last night. Holy shit.

“Bitch, we’re workin’ here,” Heels said, slapping Wanda right on her meaty ass cheek. “Stop flirting with a taken guy and focus.”

“I’ll flirt with whoever I want,” Wanda said. “And it’s fine to flirt with you, right Robbie?”

I had to assume Wanda hadn’t told Heels about what had happened last night, so I needed to pick my words carefully. “Flirting is totally fine with Cassidy,” I said. “Anything else is on a case-by-case basis for now.”

Wanda shot me a wink and turned away back to what she and Heels had been working on. Which also just so happened to point her ass back at me again, and of course she just happened to pick the wedgie of the green swimsuit crammed into her asscrack while I was still there.

What the hell is going on? I thought to myself. Even with magic app shenanigans, how was it that I had… I counted off on my fingers quickly… at least five women who weren’t my fiance openly or subtly making it known they’d like to get sexual with me.

The only thing I could really put it down to was a combination of the women on this trip feeling comfortable being with their ‘tribe’ without the usual crowds around at cosplay conventions, and with Cassidy kind of making it known that she didn’t mind me getting some action while JC wasn’t getting the same freedom from Terra.

Comfortability plus Opportunity equals a Good Time?

The last person on the walk was Ami, who was working alone and had gone farther out from the boats than anyone else. The beautiful Chinese woman made me stop in my tracks when I got close enough, but not for the same reason as Leia or Wanda and their asses. No, I stopped because of the sheer awe I felt at watching her pure grace.

Ami was dressed in a billowing, loose gown that must have been specifically designed to be as dramatic as possible in a breeze. It had long trains of silky fabric that were wafting in the slight desert wind, and they twirled and whirled in beautiful patterns as Ami did some sort of yoga or Tai Chi movements. Her long, silky black hair was tied up in a loose bun not unlike Cattie had, though hers was carefully arranged with a pretty and exotic-looking ribbon with tassels that matched her dress. Her face remained calm through the entire routine, serene with just a slight smile.

I watched her and edged a little closer to her tech setup. She had a DSLR camera auto snapping photos once per second, and her phone on a second tripod filming video.

When she finished, her graceful arms and legs coming to rest while her dress continued its diaphanous billowing, I waited a long moment and then couldn’t help but start clapping. She looked up at me and smiled widely.

“Ami, that was amazing,” I said. “From the moment I met you I knew you were graceful, but that was something else entirely. Every moment was beautiful.”

“Thank you so much,” Ami said, quickly gathering up the billowing trains and coming over to stop the photos and recording. “That actually means a lot to me. My parents made me a deal when I was a little girl - I could train in any type of dance I wanted, but only if I was also training in Tai Chi. My mother competed back in China when she was young, and she had dreams of me doing the same. It never happened, but Tai Chi definitely helped me with all of my other training.”

“Well, I don’t know what competitive Tai Chi looks like, but you stunned me,” I said. “Plus this dress is gorgeous.”

Ami looked up from her camera, her eyes bright as she smiled at me even harder. “Yeah? I made it myself for this trip. I was worried it might be too much.”

“Holy shit, Ami. You made this? I mean, obviously it’s not the most practical if you want to wear it out, but it’s gorgeous. And, I hope you don’t mind me saying, your boobs look fucking amazing. I know you said you like big anime tittie, but damn!”

This brought out a laugh from her. “Yeah, I might have made sure I was accenting the girls as much as I could without them popping out,” she said. “And I don’t mind at all. It’s nice to know a guy likes it before I feed it to the internet.”

“Are you done, or could I help you out with anything?” I asked.

“Oh,” she said, surprised at the offer. “You do some photography for Cassidy, right? Could you just do some bust shots for me while we’ve still got the light?”

“Absolutely,” I said, and soon I was working her camera, trying to catch the play between her billowing dress and the light from the rising sun on her face, or silhouetting her with the sun behind.

We did end up losing the light, the golden hour coming to an end as the sun rose too high, but as I quickly went through the photos with Ami she sighed happily. “These are great, Robbie. Thank you for the offer. I wouldn’t have gotten these shots without you.”

“My pleasure, hon,” I said. “I’m glad I could help.”

Ami looked away shyly for a moment, as if considering something, then shrugged and kissed my cheek. “You’re a good guy, Robbie.”

“Thanks?” I asked more than said. “You’re saying that like it’s weird or something.”

“It’s nothing,” Ami said. “I’m just not used to- I had a lot of not-great experiences early on in modelling, so I’ve worked alone a lot. It’s why I make my own clothes, and developed my own workflow. I just wish I had someone like Cassidy has you.”

“You’ll find them,” I said, pulling her into a hug. “You are a beautiful, sweet, talented woman. Don’t you dare get desperate and settle, because you deserve the best guy ever.”

“Plus I’ve always got my big anime titties,” Ami chuckled into my shoulder as she squeezed me back.

You snorted and laughed with her. “Yes, you’ll always have those.”

Chapter 46

With the Golden Hour finished, most of the girls wrapped up their photoshoots quickly. I went back to Cattie and Cassidy, making sure they were good with the equipment and ended up carrying it back for them. Becca made a quick announcement that she’d be making sure breakfast would be ready for 9am - it was only 6:30, so folks were free to take a nap or hang out until then, or even keep working or take a hike.

Most people headed back down into the boats immediately, seeking to crash. Cassidy and I followed suit, and soon she was stripped down to her panties and crashed out on the bed. I stripped down to my underwear as well and crawled up next to her, and she smiled sweetly. “How was your morning, Tiger?” she asked quietly.

“Good,” I said, “But weird. There are a lot of women flirting with me and it feels a little overwhelming. I kissed Becca again before we got off the boat, and then Cattie kissed me like you saw. Then Terra kissed me like that as well, right in front of JC. And so did Leia, who also got me to feel up her butt. And Ami hugged me and said she wished she had someone like me.”

“Wow,” Cassidy grinned. “Add in Wanda and you’ve got legitimately half the women on this trip wanting to jump you. But how are you feeling about it this morning compared to last night?”

“I- I’m still not sure? I’m a lot more confident about it now, but it’s still a big step to go from kissing and hand stuff to full-on sex,” I said.

“I know, I know,” Cassidy said, squirming a little closer on the bed to me. “And I’m not trying to pressure you, I swear. I just want you to get all the love you deserve. To feel as good as you make me feel.”

I took a deep breath and opened my mouth to reply, but a soft knock on our cabin door interrupted me.

“It’s me,” Cattie said through the door.

“Come in, babe,” Cassidy called out.

Cattie opened the door and slipped inside, closing it behind her. She smiled when she saw the both of us in just our underwear. “So it’s like that, huh?” she asked. Then she pulled off the long, baggy nightshirt she’d been wearing, leaving her in a simple set of black bra and panties, and climbed onto the bed. Cassidy and I shifted, and soon I had both of them cradled under my arms as they rested their heads on my chest with the sheets pulled up over us.

“I was thinking we could go over the photos if you weren’t already asleep, but this is way comfier,” Cattie said.

“What about Heather?” I asked.

“She’s still asleep,” Cattie said. “Honestly, there’s times I have to check if she's still breathing, she sleeps so heavily. Plus she’s a covers hog.”

“Well, you’re always welcome to snuggle up here,” Cassidy said.

“Thanks,” Cattie said. “Honestly, I know it was kind of post-trauma and stuff, but last night I kept thinking about us snuggling yesterday. It just felt so nice to be with you guys. No judgment, no expectations. You know I love you two, right?”

“We love you too,” Cassidy smiled.

I just stroked Cattie’s back and side encouragingly. She sighed in response, settling more of her weight on me.

“How is your sister doing with everything?” I asked Cattie. “I saw Becca coaching her and that Ginnie girl, and it looked like Sherry was a lot more risque than you two.”

Cattie sighed again, this time more in frustration. “I love that girl, but honestly I wish she’d listen to me sometime. Sherry has already put out a bunch of nude content on her OnlyFans, and because she started making some decent money so quickly she’s pushing herself further and further. I wouldn’t be surprised if she films some lesbian scenes this week if someone else is into it. Maybe Ginnie.”

“What about Heather?” Cassidy asked. “You’re not going to let that happen, right?”

“God, no. That would be too weird,” Cattie shook her head. “I already told Heather explicitly that she can mentor Sherry about the nude side of OnlyFans all she wants, but if she touches my little sis then we’re done.”

“You had to tell her that?” I asked. “Shouldn’t she just… know that?”

Cattie frowned and looked away. “Yeah, you’d think. But I still felt like it needed to be said.”

Cassidy opened her mouth to say something, but I tapped her side under the covers and she didn’t say it, glancing up to my eyes. She knew that I knew what she wanted to say about Heather, and she also knew I knew that she knew I thought that wasn’t our place, at least not until we saw something more egregiously a red flag.

We changed topics, and swapped to more mundane things like the other photoshoots they had planned, and how much they both loved the latest season of the Mandolorian but not Book of Boba Fett. You know, nerdy shit. Eventually, the conversation got slower, and then stopped as both of them fell asleep in my arms.

I dozed off myself, enjoying the feeling of them both resting on me. The only thing that could have made it a better moment was if Cattie had taken off her bra as well, but I wasn’t about to try and force the issue. I was a lucky fucking bastard, bra or not.

Chapter 47

“Do you want to wake him up, or should I?”

I slowly came back to consciousness, hearing Cassidy ask the question. I kept my eyes shut, trying to listen in even while swimming out of my sleepy state.

“What’s the difference?” Cattie asked quietly. They were both still resting with their heads on my chest, the weight of their bodies a comfortable one as they leaned against me in the bed.

“Well, if you do it you get to kiss him again,” Cassidy said. “And don’t try telling me you don’t want to.”

“Cass,” Cattie scolded her lightly.

“What? I’m giving you permission. Kiss my fiance as much as you want.”

“That’s not fair to Heather,” Cattie said. “The only reason I kissed him like I did last night was because she put me in that position.”

“What about the other kisses?” Cassidy prodded.

“They were friendly,” Cattie said. “Just friendly.”

“Mhmm,” Cassidy hummed knowingly.

“Stop,” Cattie said.

“Fine, fine,” Cassidy sighed. “We really should wake him up though. And you need to go wake up Heather.”

“I’m awake,” I said, blinking my eyes open and yawning. “Cattie, don’t let Cass bully you.”

“I won’t,” she said and I noticed she pressed herself a little more firmly against me.

I kissed the top of her head, then did the same for Cassidy. “OK, you two. I would love to stay like this all morning, but I need to pee and I’m hungry as hell.”

Cassidy was the first to actually move, stretching and rolling out from under the covers. Cattie stayed a moment longer like she was trying to absorb the warmth from me.

“You OK?” I asked her.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” Cattie said, sitting up. One of her bra shoulder straps had slid down and I moved it back up for her. “I was just really comfortable.”

“Seriously, Cattie,” I said. “Any time you want to cuddle, just let me or Cass know.”

She blushed and tried to hide it by reaching for her nightshirt and pulling it on. “I’ll keep that in mind,” she said. “See you guys at breakfast.”

“Mhmm,” Cassidy nodded. She was still sitting on the bed topless.

Cattie scooted out of the room quickly, closing the door behind her, and Cassidy quickly tried to get in next to me again.

“No, hold on,” I said. “I really do need to pee.”

Once I came back from the bathroom, Cassidy was grumbling to herself as she got dressed. She’d realised she was hungry too.

Breakfast was an assortment of fruit, prepackaged yoghurts, and a steaming pot of oatmeal. Becca had set it up over in the Singles Boat kitchen, which was set up almost exactly like our Couples boat. Cassidy got into a conversation with Terra, JC and Heels when I got up to get some seconds, so rather than try to shoehorn my way back into the conversation I decided to wander. Due to the number of people crammed into the one boat several of the girls had gone back to their rooms and stopped in the open doorway of the first one.

“‘Hey, how did the shoot come out, Leia?” I asked.

Leia and Ginnie were sitting on the edge of their bed picking at a plate of fruit between them. Leia, her pastel hair pulled up into a couple of fun buns, smiled sweetly at me. “I only went through a few of them, but they turned out pretty good. Can’t really know until I get them onto a computer to do some editing, but I think they’ll be a hit.”

“That’s just because you’re a perfectionist,” Ginnie said, elbowing Leia lightly and then turning to me. “Leia has always been like that, hedging against herself. She had the best GPA in our entire high school and she always thought someone else would end up being Valedictorian instead of her.”

“Oh, you two have known each other that long?” I asked.

“Mhmm,” Leia said, and shifted over on the bed and patted the edge to invite me to take a seat. “Actually since middle school.”

“And this bitch never let me cheat off of her tests,” Ginnie grinned. “So she got accepted into - what was it, three different Ivy League schools? And I went to trade school and became a plumber before I started doing OnlyFans on the side.”

“Don’t tell me you started off by showing off your plumber’s crack,” I chuckled.

“Actually, I have a great plumber’s crack, thank you very much,” Ginnie laughed. She hopped off the bed and squatted down with her butt towards Leia and I and tugged her shorts down her bum to show the top of her crack. “See?”

Leia reached down and caught Ginnie’s low-riding thong with two fingers and yanked it up in a wedgie. “Gotcha!”

Ginnie yelped, standing up and scowling at Leia as she stuck a hand down her shorts to fish the wedgie out. “You know I’m gonna get you back for that.”

“You can try all you want,” Leia chuckled.

“OK, well I don’t want to get caught in a wedgie war,” I said, holding my hands up. “Leia, did you really get accepted to three Ivy Leagues?”

“Oh, yeah,” she said. “Columbia, Dartmouth and Princeton, but I didn’t get a scholarship to any of them so I ended up going to State for a year where I got a decent-sized one. Then I started doing cosplay during my first year, dropped down to part-time my second year and I just keep up on a couple courses at a time to chip away at my Anthropology degree. Though at this point I might as well switch over to Communications or Business with all the classes I’ve taken to help with doing better with my online presence.”

“That’s super impressive, Leia,” I said. “And really smart to keep the degree simmering on the back burner. You never know when a new opportunity might come up.”

“Exactly,” Leia said, putting a hand on my knee and leaning in to emphasize her point, then turned to Ginnie. “That’s what I keep saying to Miss Show-It-All here.”

“Hey, what can I say? Guys throw more money at me the more I show off,” Ginnie shrugged. “I figure I might as well make the bag while I can.”

Leia turned back to me. “Ginnie could be a big niche Youtuber if she just focused on being a cute plumber with a sassy personality. Have you seen any of her stuff?”

“No, sorry,” I said. “I’ve usually got my hands and eyes full of Cassidy, so I’m not up on OnlyFans performers and stuff.”

“Show him one of your Tiktoks,” Leia told Ginnie.

“Fine, fine,” Ginnie said, pulling out her phone. “Let me see, what’s a good one… Oh, here, this is one of the ones that went kind of viral. I teach what the point of a trap is under a sink while fucking myself with a big black dildo.”