AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 410
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 410 - Robbie doubts his fiancee Cassidy's story, but he can see the guilt she's been carrying. When they were young she became a User of the Affection Multiplier App. It gamified her relationships and she became addicted to the chase - until she realized how she was betraying Robbie and hit rock bottom. Now Cassidy intends to make things right. They are about to spend a week with her fellow cosplayers, and her only goal is to give Robbie the love and sex he deserves. He isn't so sure about this.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction GameLit Sharing RAAC DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male Oriental Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Spitting Squirting Voyeurism
Part of me had wanted to have some phone sex, or video sex, with Leia when we were done gaming. But, for one, we’d bordered on leaning that way and she’d rolled it back quickly instead of moving forward so I didn’t want to push her into trying it out without a bigger talk about what she was comfortable with. I also had the fact that I hadn’t heard from Becca for a while on my mind, and the last thing I wanted to do was interrupt phone sex with my brand new girlfriend with a call from my other girlfriend.
We did have announcements to make, though. Leia told the other girls that we were official in our big group chat, which led to explanations of how and that we’d been having ‘dude time’ by playing video games, and the group chat devolved into teasing about finding loopholes in the rules and talk about games we could all play together in the future to stay connected as a group while long distance, spread among the congratulations. I noticed that Becca hadn’t said anything though, and Wanda wasn’t in the group chat for now until she felt ready.
I also took the time to type out a slightly shortened version of the Strip Poker Party story so that everyone would be in-the-know, including how the crazy Russian had offered me sexual favours from her assistants. That got some reactions for sure, from shock to finding it funny. It was Zenya who went the furthest though, asking, “How hot are we talking for this MILF?”
The girls, from Cassidy to Ami, were all mildly concerned but also made it universally clear that they trusted me to handle things the best way I knew how for the situation. No one broached the subject of if I should, or would, have sex with the women, and I felt like it was a bit of an Elephant in the Room that I wasn’t ready to deal with right then, but probably should. I was stopped from doing so by Cattie demanding that the general conversation move over to the Robbie’s Girls chat because I was supposed to be continuing my Dude Bro Time.
I told them all I loved them, and I got plenty of kiss and heart emojis back from them all, but no more words.
That left me to my own devices, and I decided that I really needed to sleep on Cassidy’s notebook records before I started tackling them mentally some moree. I had a few names float my way, along with contact details, so I sent out some texts. It was a Thursday night in Las Vegas so most of the promoters were working. I got a couple of bites back, and only one of them was willing to meet mid-morning on a Friday, so I set that meeting.
With nothing else to do, I shut down the lower level of the house, double-checking the locks and turning off all the lights, before heading upstairs to bed.
Which was how I ended up naked, my cock in my hand, as I cycled through what I had to think of as an absurd amount of amateur porn content that I now had saved in an encrypted file on my phone. Pictures from multiple of my partners, and from Tanya and Madison too. Some of them selfies of differing filthy-levels, but also the pictures from the Massage Shoots, and those often got downright hardcore pornographic. Reliving those moments had me grunting softly as I stroked myself, looking at my girlfriends’ bodies. At our activities together.
I added Tanya’s latest picture to the file and deleted it from my actual texts, then opened the last file in the folder. It was the revenge sex tape that Cass and Cattie had recorded for Madison - it wasn’t revenge against me, though. It was just a reminder of a hot, wild, fun encounter with a cute blonde and a great ass.
I knew I was going to need a second watch-through to get me to my finish - masturbating just wasn’t doing it like having sex with any of my girls would, and my stamina was currently off the charts after all the sex I’d been having - when my viewing pleasure was interrupted by a phone call.
Sitting up, my cock went half-soft almost immediately as I quickly answered it.
“Wanda? Baby?”
“Robbie,” Wanda croaked on the other end of the call, her voice hoarse. “I need you.”
My gut reaction was to move. What was the fastest way to Seattle? It had to be flying even if the next flight didn’t leave until sometime tomorrow, right? Driving would probably be less than 24 hours, but how much less? Enough to make starting driving now worth it instead of waiting for the next flight?
“Jesus, babe,” Becca said in the background of the call. “Full thoughts, he’ll literally start running here if he needs to, saying it like that.”
Wanda sniffed hard. “Sorry,” she coughed, and then let out a breathy half-laugh, half-sigh. “Sorry, Robbie. Just- Hi. I’m OK. I wanted to tell you that first.”
“It’s so good to hear your voice, Wanda,” I said.
“It’s good to hear your voice too,” she whispered softly, then cleared her throat and murmured a ‘thank you’ off the call, probably to Becca. I assumed she’d been handed a glass of something to drink because I heard the tell-tale sound of her swallowing water. “OK, um- Sorry, Robbie, that was a shitty way to- yeah.”
“It’s OK, love,” I said. “I’m sure you’ve been going through a lot.”
“It’s been ... shitty,” she said.
“Our girl has been holding her own though,” Becca said in the background.
“Thanks, Becs,” Wanda murmured, then let out a little sigh. “That’s nice.”
“What’s nice?” I asked gently.
“She crawled up on the couch and is hugging me from behind,” Wanda said.
“Just trying to show her she’s loved,” Becca said, now sounding closer since I assumed she had her chin at Wanda’s shoulder.
“Do you want to talk about it all, Wanda?” I asked. “Or did you just want to touch base?”
“I-” Wanda started, but her hesitation lasted almost half a minute. “I really do need you, Robbie,” she finally said. “Not right now. Not an emergency. But ... God, this is a lot to ask, could you maybe ... come here? Tomorrow? Is that too much to ask?”
“After work,” Becca added.
“Right,” Wanda agreed quickly. “After you’re done with work. I’m meeting again with Brodi tomorrow during the day to hash out logistics shit about all of this, and Becca’s going to sit in on that with me since he wants his sister there on his side. But if I can see you tomorrow night after that, maybe? If it isn’t too much-”
“I’ll be there, gorgeous,” I said, not letting her finish that thought. I had a feeling she didn’t know about the ‘bro dude’ weekend, and Becca wouldn’t have told her. I could figure out some other time to handle my own ‘get in touch with my inner man’ therapy stuff; leaving Wanda without me would make me feel less myself than anything. “As soon as I can.”
“Are you sure?” she asked quietly, and I heard every ounce of hurt that she was trying to keep back. Every feeling of abandonment, betrayal and guilt that this thing with Brodi had put in her.
“The only thing that could keep me away would be a grizzly bear armed with a baseball bat, Wanda,” I said. “I’ll be there. God, I wish I could be there right now.”
“I do too,” she said softly, then sniffed again. I had a feeling she’d been doing a lot of crying that afternoon and evening.
“Text me with your flight details when you have them, Tiger,” Becca said. “We’ll figure out picking you up.”
“I can take an Uber,” I said. “Don’t plan around me.”
“Are you kidding?” Becca asked and I could hear her grin. “You think either of us want to give up the extra thirty minutes we get with you to an Uber driver?”
“Fair point,” I chuckled. “Fuck, OK. I’ll book my ticket now. Is there anything else I can do for you right now? Either of you?”
“I’ll be OK,” Wanda sighed.
“There is one thing,” Becca said. “I’ve been a little busy with our girl here, but I saw the group chat was going off. What was happening?”
“Well ... How much do you want to be distracted?” I asked them.
Wanda wanted a distraction, so I told them about my day.
They gave me a similar response to the others.
“What the fuck?” They managed to say in unison when I finished.
“That’s about how everyone’s been reacting, including me,” I said. “Well, everyone but Zee. She asked how hot ‘the MILF’ was.”
Wanda snorted and Becca scoffed, and I could imagine them both looking at each other with incredulous smirks.
“So you’re throwing a sex party for this lady who flashes you,” Becca said.
“I mean, I guess it’s his job,” Wanda pointed out.
“I doubt that was all in his job description,” Becca said.
“That’s true,” I slipped in.
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