AMA: The Boyfriend: Chapter 36-40

Chapter 36

Cassidy and I got dressed in some comfy clothes - sweatpants for both of us, while I threw on a light sweater and she slipped into a zip-up hoodie without bothering to put on an undershirt or bra. I had a feeling she knew this was going to tease me and I let her have it.

We went out to the loungey living area of the houseboat. The music was still playing up top and there was loud talking. I had to wonder how long the game had kept going after we left, and what we might have missed out on. I checked through the kitchen area quickly while Cassidy turned on the TV and looked through the shitty selection of DVDs that the houseboat was stocked with. I ended up finding a couple of pouches of microwave popcorn in a cupboard, so I started working on those.

“What do you think,” Cassidy asked me. “Space Jam or Dirty Dancing?”

“Space Jam for sure,” I said. If I was remembering correctly, while Dirty Dancing was a fun and sometimes sexy movie, there were also some scenes and characters I didn’t want to think about after the day I had.

“OK,” Cassidy chirped happily and loaded the DVD player with the movie while I opened the steaming bag of popcorn into a big mixing bowl and brought it over to the couch. Cassidy had sat on one side, so I sat in the middle and she immediately leaned into me and handed me the remote as I tucked my arm around her. We hadn’t even gotten our first handfuls of popcorn to our mouths when there was a stampede of feet coming down the stairs just outside the glass doors.

The first woman in was Heels, and she was clearly drunk. Wanda and Heather were right behind her, also looking like they’d had a good time.

“Here you are!” Heels said. “Come here, you’re the only ones that I haven’t made out with.”

Heels was kneeling next to me on the couch before I could even pause the movie and kissed me firmly, slipping in a little tongue. I could taste the alcohol on her breath and, to be quite frank, even if I’d actually responded with anything other than surprise it wouldn’t have been a very good kiss. She pulled away and smacked her lips, wiggling her thick eyebrows at me as I just sort of sat there in shock, and then she was climbing over my lap.

“Last one!” she said, and Cassidy squeaked in her own surprise as she was grabbed and kissed as well.

“Stop,” Cassidy said, pushing Heels away.

“That’s it, that’s everyone,” Heels said, not caring as she stumbled to her feet and stood grinning in the middle of the living room. “I have officially kissed every person on this trip, and it was great.” Then she let out what might have been one of the loudest, most resonant belches I had ever heard. Calling it a ‘burp’ would have been an injustice to the sheer amount of volume she produced. Heels smacked her lips again afterwards, blinking tiredly. “OK, bedtime.”

“Jesus Christ, Baheela,” Wanda said, shaking her head. “Alright, let’s get you tucked away.”

Meanwhile, Cassidy was clutching my arm and whispering to me quietly, “Robbie, I’m so sorry. I didn't- I tried to stop her-”

“It’s OK,” I whispered back quietly, taking her hand and squeezing it softly. “I know.”

“Hey, what are you guys watching?” Wanda asked us as she led Heels towards the bedrooms.

“Space Jam,” I said. “You’re welcome to join us if you want.”

“I will! I love that movie,” she said. “Be right back.”

Heather was shaking her head with a wry smirk watching Wanda walk off with Heels, then turned to me and Cassidy. “I thought you two were getting in some private time. Don’t tell me you’re finished already.”

The implication was obvious. “Actually,” Cassidy said. “Considering the long day we had, we purposefully went quick. But once you’re with someone for long enough that really knows you and gets you, quick can be just as satisfying as long.”

“Oh, honey,” Heather said, shaking her head. “Real satisfaction takes work, talent and effort. And certain gifts.” She stuck out her tongue, which I had to admit was particularly long as she touched the bottom of her chin with it.

Cassidy snorted and raised her hand in mine, kissing the back of my hand. “Well, it’s a good thing I’m marrying the most gifted, talented, hard-working man I’ve ever met.”

Heather looked like she was going to retort again, but was cut off by Cattie coming down the stairs outside, followed by JC and Terra.

“Hey hon,” Cattie smiled, oblivious to the sparring that had been going on. She stepped up to Heather and wrapped an arm around her waist, smiling sweetly up at her taller girlfriend with that sort of end-of-night, glazed-over expression of someone who had definitely had a nice, simmering day of drinking.

Heather took her opportunity to show off, I assumed, and she grabbed Cattie by the ass and pulled her closer, starting to make out with her right there. Cattie went with it, pressing her tits against Heather's even larger chest.

“On that note, I think we’re going to our room,” JC said, eyeing up the lesbian kiss.

Terra laughed, and so did Cassidy and I. “How come you don’t kiss me like that, Juan Carlos?” Terra asked her boyfriend.

“Cause I don’t have the boobs for you to push against,” he said. “If I had tits like that I’d squeeze you with them all the time.”

Terra acted shocked and slapped his ass. “Naughty boy!”

“Oooh, yeah, can I have another Mami?” JC laughed, and when Terra pretended to bring her hand way back to smack him even harder he laughed and scampered down towards the room.

Terra laughed, shaking her head and rolling her eyes at her boyfriend’s antics. She stepped over to Cass and I. “You two may want to turn up the volume a bit,” she said. “We’ll try not to be too loud.”

“Worst comes to worst, we’ll figure something out,” I said and Cassidy grinned with me. “Have fun.”

“Thanks,” Terra smiled, then she surprised me by leaning down and kissing me on the lips softly, then kissed Cassidy on the forehead. “Good night you two.”

“Good night,” Cassidy smiled.

At some point in the brief exchange with Terra, Heather must have dragged Cattie towards their room, so when Terra left it was just Cassidy and I again.

“She likes you,” Cassidy smiled.

“I like her, too,” I said. “Her and JC seem like good people to make friends with.”

“No, I mean she’s got a crush on you,” Cassidy clarified. “If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have kissed you on the lips.”

“Well, it’s not going any further than that,” I said. “I’m not-”

“I know, Tiger,” Cassidy said. “I know. And it doesn’t need to be a thing with her. Just accept that a beautiful woman like her is attracted to you, and you can be attracted to her, too.”

“It is nice,” I admitted. “I’m not used to thinking that way. Like, obviously I could objectively judge if I saw someone attractive, but I never spent time thinking about being attracted to them, or them to me.”

“And that’s just one of the many, many, many reasons I love you, and don’t deserve you,” Cassidy said a little sadly.

I wanted to say something for her, but a door burst open and JC jogged back down the hallway in just a towel. “Dude, I totally forgot. Becca asked me to move the boats a little ways from each other for the night because we aren’t supposed to stay moored together overnight without anyone awake. Could you…?”

“Yeah, I got it,” I said, flashing him a smile. “Go show that gorgeous woman of yours a good time.”

“Thanks, dude,” he grinned and headed back to his room.

“I’ll be right back,” I said, kissing Cassidy quickly and standing up. “Don’t start the movie without me.”

“OK,” she smiled. “I love you.”

“Love you, too,” I said, meaning it.

Chapter 37

Detaching the boats from each other wasn’t hard work, it was just a little time-consuming. I had to undo the ropes mooring us together at the front and back, then stow away the ramp connecting the two top decks and undo the ropes there. Then I had to power up the boat motor, raise the anchor and slowly pilot the boat about twenty-five feet away and lower the anchor again.

I also took the time to check the fuel for the generator that was running in the hold of the boat, making sure we weren’t going to wake up to nothing working - all of the women had photo shoots planned for the morning, so being powerless would have been a disaster in the making. We were good though, so I powered down the engine and headed back down.

Cassidy was still in her spot, but Wanda had come back out and was lounging on the other end of the couch. She’d pulled her blonde hair up into a messy bun and wiped off what little makeup she’d been wearing. Wanda was a pretty girl even without makeup, though she was definitely an artist at making her apple cheeks more prominent - stripped down like this she looked more girl next door than the all-American midwest apple pie beauty queen. She’d also changed her top.

“Wow, really?” I laughed, sliding the door closed and latching it. “I’m impressed.”

“I might have brought the costume to shoot in,” Wanda smiled. “I’ve got the ears and shorts with a bunny tail to go with it, but I figured this was enough.” She was wearing the jersey of the Tune Squad from the movie, and in the delightful crop top version.

“Come on, Tiger,” Cassidy said, patting the seat between her and Wanda. “Let’s get this show on the road. The animals are starting to get restless.” That was when I noticed the noises coming softly from the back end of the houseboat.

I settled in, offering Wanda some of the popcorn and she accepted. Cassidy snuggled up to me again and started the movie, and during the opening scene Wanda shifted closer to me and leaned over to Cassidy. “Do you mind if I snuggle a bit, too?”

“Robbie’s a bit of a furnace, and gives good snuggle,” Cassidy said. “Go for it.”

So that was how I ended up with my arms around two beautiful women watching a kid’s movie for the nostalgia.

We were about halfway through the movie, and had turned up the volume twice early on to drown out the noises, when Cassidy sat up and stretched, then turned to me. “Tiger, could you give me a quick shoulder massage?”

“Sure,” I said, sitting up and little.

Cassidy slid up onto my lap and unzipped her hoody, then looked to Wanda. “You don’t mind, do you hon?”

“Not at all,” Wanda said. “Especially if I can get one too. This afternoon was amazing. You’ve got fantastic hands, Robbie.”

“Thanks,” I said.

“You can go right after me,” Cassidy nodded with a smile, then didn’t just lower her hoody but slipped it off completely and set it on the seat beside us.

Wanda’s eyes went a little wider, but with a soft smile. “Damn, girl. I wish I had boobs like yours, they’re so pretty.”

“Thanks,” Cassidy grinned. “But I kind of wish I had your ass. You must work so hard at it.”

“Yeah, but it’s genetics, too. Ten years from now I’m going to end up looking like a Pixar Mom, though.”

“Well, Leia has Pixar Mom proportions now and she still makes it look hot,” Cass giggled.

“True!” Wanda laughed.

I set to work giving Cassidy a shoulder massage, working her neck and shoulders, then slowly down her back until I was working her lower back. We went quiet as I did this, enjoying the movie, except for Cassidy occasionally groaning in appreciation. The feeling of Cassidy responding under my fingertips was comfortable and familiar. I’d touched her a thousand times and more like this, and Wanda sitting next to us and splitting her attention between the move and Cassidy felt strangely blended into those feelings. It wasn’t weird because we didn’t make it weird.

Eventually, I was finished with Cassidy’s back and I pulled her back against me and hugged her, kissing her cheek. “Good?” I asked.

“Mhmm,” she nodded, loose and mellow against me. She slid from my lap and pulled on her sweater but didn’t zip it up, leaving a bare strip of her sternum and stomach but covering her nipples and most of her boobs. “Thanks, Tiger.”

I leaned over and kissed her softly, and Cassidy cupped my cheek for a long moment as we both enjoyed the touch. “OK,” I finally said, turning to Wanda. “Still want your turn?”

“God, yes,” Wanda grinned. “That looked so relaxing.” She sat up and shifted onto my lap like Cassidy, though Wanda’s bigger ass immediately reminded me that she wasn’t Cassidy, and I was currently half-hard in my sweats.

“Sorry,” I said as she sat down on the hardness.

“It’s OK,’ she said. “I don’t mind, and I can’t blame you. Cassidy is a very pretty woman.”

I slowly slid my hand up from Wanda’s lower back, feeling her warm and smooth skin, and up under her shit where I was surprised to find she wasn’t wearing a bra. I began my massage, enjoying the feel of her all over again since earlier in the afternoon. Sitting here in the living room, with Cassidy curled up on the seat next to me, almost felt more intimate than with the sunscreen out on the top deck.

I played with Wanda a bit, tracing patterns across her smooth, pale skin in between firmer massage motions. Glancing at Cassidy, I saw she was smiling broadly as she did the same as Wanda had been doing, swapping her attention between the movie and the massage. I had this desire to lean forward and kiss Wanda’s back, to feel her skin against my lips, but I resisted. Still, Wanda was breathing deeply and happily groaning, shifting every once in a while as my cock pressed into her ass and thighs.

She surprised me when she turned to Cassidy and asked, “Do you mind?”

Chapter 38

I wasn’t sure what Wanda was referring to, but Cassidy nodded confidently. Then Wanda pulled off her shirt entirely, giving me more easy access to her shoulders and neck.

“Do whatever,” she said, smiling back over her shoulder at me. “I feel like jello right now in the best way.”

I just smiled and slid my hands from her lower back all the way up to her shoulders, feeling her skin slightly goosepimple with my passing. I pushed my thumbs into the crook of her neck and she moaned happily. I worked her slowly and methodically as the movie continued, but now I was sure the three of us weren’t actually watching anymore. My vision was filled with this beautiful half-naked woman in my lap, while she had her head tilted down and moaned through her partially parted lips, and Cassidy watched us with her eyes a little hooded and licking her lower lip like she was hungry for more.

I didn’t resist my urge this time, and I leaned forward and softly kissed Wanda’s spine right in the middle of her back. She didn’t stop moaning.

Suddenly Wanda took my hands in hers and lowered them to her sides, and sat back with her bare back against my chest. My hands were cupped in hers, right on her sides just inches from my fingers touching her breasts.

“Brodi and I have an open relationship,” Wanda said to Cassidy quietly. “Do you mind if…?”

Cassidy just nodded, then leaned forward and kissed me. “Make her feel good, Tiger.”

Wanda slid my hands from her sides to her breasts. They were only a little smaller than Cassidy’s, and she had delightful pink nipples and areolas that were already firm as I palmed them. Wanda moaned happily, slowly grinding her ass back against me as she pressed her chest forward into my hands.

I started slowly. Softly. Just the slightest massage that worked most of her chest. Wanda let her head fall back against my shoulder as she softly whimpered and moaned, the sound of her pleasure barely loud enough to reach Cassidy sitting right next to us. As I began to ramp up my massaging of her delightful breasts, I kissed the top of Wanda’s shoulder since it was right there. She quickly responded by tilting her head away from me, exposing her neck more, so I started to softly kiss and nibble at her bare skin.

I transitioned from massaging to more proper teasing with her breasts, playing the tips of my fingers around her areolas and feeling her flex her chest muscles as little sparks of pleasure worked through her. Then I moved directly to her nipples and softly rolled them between my fingers, followed by softly pinching, then pinching wider around her areolas.

Wanda was panting now, her mouth hanging open as I kissed up her neck to her jaw. She turned and kissed me, open-mouthed and passionate. We stayed like that for a bit, our tongues duelling and exploring as I pulled and played with her pink nipples.

Then Wanda pulled away, sitting up and off of me a bit so that she could pull down her leggings and thong to her knees and sit her bare ass back down on my lap. She moved my right hand down from her breasts, tracing my fingers along her stomach with her own until I was touching a sparse patch of blonde pubic hairs. She kissed me again as I softly stroked that little patch, then quested my fingers lower, over her mound to the impossibly soft, smooth and slick skin of her outer labia.

Wanda’s pussy was ready for penetration, but I spent the next five or so minutes just softly stroking her lips. Nudging them apart, running a fingertip down the centre. Grazing against her clit. Then, finally, as Wanda whined softly into my mouth and softly bucked her hips up to my teasing fingers, I slowly inserted my middle finger into her.

“Ugh, yes,” Wanda moaned happily, letting her head fall back loosely onto my shoulder again. “Fuck, yes. You do this so fucking well, Robbie. You’re playing me like an instrument.”

“A beautiful one,” I whispered to her, then sucked lightly on her earlobe. “An instrument that makes such sweet, sexy sounds and is an absolute delight to handle. Also smart and witty, with a beautiful heart.”

I was one knuckle in her and slid in up to the second knuckle to her happy hum and pant. When I slipped the second finger in, she trembled a little and I could feel her pussy stretching a touch to accommodate me.

“Cass,” Wanda said, blinking several times as she tried to stay focused. “Could you do me a favour and grab my phone? I want you to take a couple of photos for Brodi.”

“Sure,” Cassidy said, standing to grab Wanda’s phone from the far side table.

“He likes to hear about what I get up to,” Wanda smiled. “I’m not the same - I don’t like hearing when he’s had his fun. But he gets off on this kind of stuff.”

Wanda opened the phone for Cassidy, who got down between our legs and took some pictures quickly of my hand driving two fingers into Wanda’s pink, wet pussy. She also took a picture of my other hand squeezing Wanda’s tit for good measure.

“You have a really pretty pussy,” Cassidy said as she sat back down and leaned against me, holding the phone so that both of them could see it.

“Thanks,” Wanda said, her breath hitching a little as I continued to finger her at an increasing pace. “I wasn’t sure if I liked the rough bikini trim or not.”

“No, it’s hot,” Cassidy assured her. “You have a pretty dirty blonde pube colour. I’d want to see the full bush, honestly, but I guess this is a bikini trip.”

“Maybe someday,” Wanda chuckled, then leaned back against my chest again with a loud sigh that turned into a moan.

“Are you going to come?” Cassidy asked her.

Wanda just nodded, pressing her lips together firmly.

I kissed her ear again, playing my tongue into it as I squeezed Wanda’s breast hard and drove my fingers all the way into her and fished for her g-spot. I found the little patch in her pussy and pressed hard.

Wanda came wonderfully, squeezing her eyes shut and shuddering in my lap. I managed to extend her orgasm by strumming her clit with my thumb.

It was the first time I’d touched a woman sexually like this other than Cassidy. Sure, I’d made Leia come earlier with a foot massage, but that felt more like a fluke than anything. No, this was the first real-time I was doing this, and to be quite frank… it was intoxicating. I felt like I had full control of Wanda. At the moment, mid-orgasm, I felt like I could get her to agree to anything. If I asked her to, she would sleep with me. She would leave her relationship for me. Just to chase the orgasm I was giving her.

She was finishing, panting hard, and I kissed the top of her shoulder again as she hung her head low and took deep breaths. Then she turned and kissed me hard, her tongue playing along my lips.

“What can I do for him?” Wanda asked Cassidy, looking to my fiance. “I’m up for whatever.”

Chapter 39

Cassidy turned to me, looking into my eyes and leaning forward to kiss me. “Can Wanda make you feel good too, Tiger? You used your hands on her, can she do that for you?”

“Yeah,” I said, nodding softly and turning to Wanda. “If you want to.”

Wanda smiled and nodded, biting the tip of her tongue in excitement. She leaned forward and kissed me as well, her hands landing on my lap and feeling my hard cock through my sweats. “Fuck, this feels like a nice cock,” she whispered. “It’s so fucking hard. Can I see it?”

I lifted my hips, and together Wanda and Cassidy helped lower my sweats down past my knees. My cock flopped upwards when it was released, making Wanda gasp appreciatively and Cassidy grin at seeing her reaction.

“Fuuuuck,” Wanda sighed, softly reaching out and wrapping her hand around my cock. “I’m going to be honest, I don’t use my open relationship very often, but this has got to be the best cock I’ve ever had the chance with.”

Wanda slowly started to stroke it, sitting beside me, and I shifted to put my arm back around her and she snuggled in to put her cheek on my chest as she looked down at my cock in her hand. Cassidy snuggled in on the other side, tilting her lips up to kiss me softly and start making out with me.

I stroked Wanda’s bare arm as she slowly stroked me, then lower onto her side, and lower again to her bare hip. Her skin was so soft, and the way she started kissing my chest through my shirt as she masturbated me sent wonderful tingles throughout my body. Cassidy responded to my little intakes of breath through my nose by giggling softly and biting my lower lip and pulling away slowly, her big eyes watching mine until she released my lip. She snuggled in just like Wanda, placing her cheek on the other side of my chest, and my arm rested on her back, cupping my fiance’s hip through her sweats before I slipped them underneath the hem to feel her skin as well.

“Can I help?” Cassidy asked Wanda quietly.

“He’s your fiance,” Wanda laughed softly.

Cassidy reached forward and wrapped her hand around my cock as well, and now I had two gorgeous women holding me and stroking me.

“He’s so fucking big, right?” Cassidy asked Wanda.

“Mhmm,” Wanda hummed and nodded, her hair ticking against me. “Perfect cock. Perfect kisser. Perfect fingers.”

“Kiss him again,” Cassidy urged Wanda.

The blonde didn’t hesitate, shifting to kneel instead of sitting next to me so that she could bring her face to mine. She smiled almost shyly and pursed her lips, asking me to kiss her with her eyes instead of her words. I wove my fingers into her hair, through that messy bun, and pulled her to me. She melted into the kiss, our tongues slow and sinuous and her breasts pushed into my chest.

Cassidy’s hand left my cock and slid lower, cradling my balls and slowly massaging them. She lifted her face from my chest and started kissing my neck while I continued the slow makeout with Wanda. Using my grip in the blonde’s hair, I pulled her away from my lips and she panted with an open-mouthed smile, looking down her nose at me as I tilted her head up and back and kissed under her chin and down her taut neck, then back up to her lips. I let go of her hand and slid my hand down her bare back to her ass, squeezing hard and digging my fingers into her skin as I softly scratched her.

“Fuck,” Wanda panted. “Fuck, yes, do that.”

“Is my fiance going to make you cum again?” Cassidy asked Wanda. “Is he getting you so fucking horny while you have his big dick in your hand?”

Wanda nodded quickly. “I don’t understand how, he’s just squeezing my ass.”

Cassidy smirked and turned my face to hers, kissing me passionately right in front of Wanda. Then she had me lean back and looked at Wanda. “Let’s get him off. Whisper every naughty thought you have in his ear.”

Wanda grinned and shifted even closer to me, her naked body pressed to my side, and Cassidy did the same on the other side. They both started working my cock and balls more firmly as they began whispering in my ears.

Cassidy used a lot of breath, whispering unintelligibly half the time she was so quiet, but teasing me with little licks and kisses. She told me what she wanted to do to me. What she wanted me to do to Wanda. How much she adored me. How I was her love, and her king, and how I owned her. It was hard to keep it straight because Wanda was murmuring and moaning into my ear on the other side, her words crossing in my mind with Cassidy’s. Wanda whispered about how sexy I was, how I was the biggest she’d ever felt. How my hands made her tingle with every touch, and how she was wet for me. How her nipples were aching they were so hard. How she wanted to taste my cock, wanted to feel me inside her. Wanted to come for me again.

My hand curved down from her ass back to her pussy, sliding my middle finger against her slick opening and then inside, making her gasp and moan into my ear.

It was overwhelming. It was the highest quality ASMR experience, enacted in real life and personalized just for me.

I drove a second finger into Wanda again, making her shudder and moan, and I shifted my other hand from Cassidy’s hip down lower in her sweats to cup her pussy as well, feeling how wet my fiance was too.

“I want you, Robbie,” Cassidy moaned.

“Come for me,” Wanda gasped. “I want to taste you so bad.”

Cassidy sucked my earlobe between her lips. Wanda licked my cheek like a dog wanting attention. Both of them worked my cock and balls.

I sucked in a deep breath and let out a deep growl in my chest, and I came. The first burst shot high into the air and splattered right back down onto my cock and Wanda’s pumping hand. Cassidy quickly swapped from my balls to my cock head, cupping over top of it and catching the next three spurts in her fingers. It was messy and imperfect, but Wanda didn’t stop stroking me and Cassidy’s hand on the hand was an extra stimulation as I panted and groaned.

And neither of them stopped their auditory teasing of me, crooning into my ears how happy they were. Giggling and moaning. Kissing and teasing.

When I was done, when my cock stopped twitching and spurting, I gasped in a breath and opened my eyes. “Fuuuck,” I groaned.

Chapter 40

Cassidy grinned as I panted and caught my breath. I was still knuckles deep in Wanda as she continued to moan into my ear on her knees next to me.

“Wanda,” Cassidy called her attention, and held up her hand to the other woman. It was holding an entire handful of my cum, pearly white and glistening. As Wanda and I watched, Cassidy slowly licked about half of it up, then offered Wanda the other half. The blonde was watching with wide eyes. “Want some?” Cassidy asked her. “You helped make it.”

Wanda didn’t move forward so much as she just opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, asking Cassid to feed it to her. Which she did. I watched as my fiance brought her cum-covered hand to Wanda’s lips and fed her my cum. Immediately Wanda was leaning into it, moaning perversely as she started to lick and make out with Cassidy’s hand. She played her tongue between Cassidy’s fingers, trying to make sure she got every bit, and I just kept driving my fingers into her cunt. She was sopping wet, her abdominals clenching my fingers hard with her inner muscles.

She kept licking, moaning as I fingered her until Cassidy finally pulled her hand away. “How was it,” my fiance asked her.

“Oh my God,” Wanda moaned, pushing her hips back at my hand as it fingered her. She turned to me and kissed me feverishly. “You taste so fucking good, Robbie. What the fuck do you eat? I could drink that as a protein shake for breakfast.”

I immediately knew by the look on Cassidy’s face that this had to be another of her App surprises. “Nothing special,” I told Wanda. “It’s just me.”

She kissed me again, then turned to Cassidy. “Can I come again, please? Can Robbie make me come for him?”

Cassidy grinned and nodded.

“Stand up,” I told Wanda, wanting to change position so I could get a better angle at her. She did, and I stood next to her. Wanda and I both had our pants still around our shins, and I stood with her shoulder side-on to me as pulled her face to tilt up to mine so I could kiss her. I ran that hand down her front, tweaking one of her nipples on the way, then down her stomach and over her bush and back to her cunt. I slid my two fingers back into her and she gasped into my mouth, spreading her legs a bit more to give me more room.

I started fucking my fingers up into Wanda as she clung to my shoulders, then ran my other hand down her back to her amazing ass. It truly was a marvel, firm and bouncy at the same time, muscled but smooth. I scratched my nails along her ass cheeks again, making her pant against my lips.

Cassidy, meanwhile, had slipped from the couch and took my cock into her mouth, bathing me  with her tongue of all the cum that was still clinging to me from the double handjob.

“Another,” Wanda gasped to me as I ramped up the fingering some more.

“Another what?” I asked her.

“Another finger, please,” she stammered. “Stretch my married, slutty cunt with your amazing fingers, Robbie. Use my holes. God, he doesn’t do it like this. Fuck. He’s always so fucking soft and I want it hard. I want to be your fucking slut right now.”

I added the third finger slowly, feeling her walls trying to resist but the slime of her natural lubricants allowed me to force my way in. She shuddered, the pre-shock of a major orgasm making her legs a little weak.

“Like that?” I asked, our eyes locked together from inches away “You want to feel stretched like that?”

She nodded, panting through her open mouth, and I basically grabbed her by the pussy and squeezed, grinding her clit against the heel of my knuckles and sending another pre-orgasm shock through her. “Fuuck, yes,” she groaned, almost loud enough to be heard clearly over the end credits of the movie.

That’s when I realized I was fingering one of the hottest women I had ever met, who was married to a model and photographer, while my fiance was slowly sucking my cock clean as she knelt at my feet. All to the tune of ‘I Believe I Can Fly.’

Fuck it, I thought.

I stopped kneading Wanda’s ass and dipped my hand lower, running my fingers around the lower lips of her cunt and gathering up her leaking juices. Then I palmed one of her cheeks again and spread it aside, sliding my wet middle finger down her crack until I found her asshole and I gave it a prod, and then a little shove, so that I sank it into her to the first knuckle.

Wanda’s eyes went a little glassy as she let out an uncontrolled “Unguh!” Then her asshole snapped tight and her pussy clenched. I worked through it with both hands, starting to finger her pussy fast and hard with one hand, and fingering her ass with the middle finger of the other.

“Robbie, fuck,” she gulped, looking up at me with tears brimming in her eyes. “Fuck. Spit on me. Spit on my face.”

I didn’t hesitate. This entire thing had me rock hard in Cassidy’s mouth again. My horny levels were off the charts. I spit on Wanda’s face, one of the most disrespectful things I could think to do to someone, and all she did was open her mouth wide. So I spit right into her mouth, and at the same time I drove my fingers in her pussy deep again, grinding against her clit with my palm as I made an itching motion with my fingers, searching for her g-spot.

The howl that just started to come out of Wanda’s mouth probably would have woken up the women on the other boat, let alone everyone on ours, so it was a good thing I muffled her by kissing her hard. She screamed into my lips as she came, her legs going weak as she leaned more heavily against me and I was practically holding her up by her holes as she shuddered through the powerful orgasm.

When she started to kiss me back properly, and her ass unclenched around my invading finger, I slowly withdrew from her ass first, then her pussy, and I helped her to limply sit back down on the couch. Then I turned my attention back to Cassidy, who was looking up at me with eager awe from her spot on the floor.

I pushed Cassidy back against the couch, still sitting on the floor, and she opened her mouth wide to accept my cock as I started fucking her mouth. It wasn’t gentle, or loving. She gagged and swallowed, her spittle leaking out of her mouth as I fucked into her throat. My hands were in her deep violet hair. It only took about thirty seconds for me to reach my finish and I pulled back, coming into Cassidy’s mouth as she sucked hard on my cock head, filling her mouth as she didn’t swallow.

Staggering back to the middle of the room, I was left panting again myself, but Cassidy still managed to surprise me. Wanda was lounging in her seat, unconcerned about her nakedness or the way her splayed legs showed her pink, swollen pussy. She’d watched the facefucking through hooded lids, with a sloppy grin. Now Cassidy got up on the couch next to her and took Wanda’s face in her hands, getting the blonde woman to open her mouth. Then Cassidy slowly dripped her mouthful of my cum into Wanda’s, and Wanda eagerly stuck out her tongue to let her drizzle it all over Wanda’s lips and into her mouth.

“God damn,” I muttered, going down to one knee as I felt my energy and adrenaline from the encounter starting to drain out of me. Cassidy grinned, running her tongue around every crevice of her mouth to gather any last bits of cum, and then spit it into Wanda’s mouth. And Wanda swallowed, moaning in appreciation.