AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 433
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 433 - 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
“I might be more sweat than woman at this point,” Wanda laughed from the back seat of the car. “Point a couple of the vents back here.”
“God, that was fun,” Becca sighed contentedly as she did just as my other girlfriend asked from the passenger seat.
After all the trouble that had happened in the front half of the night, I’d decided to quietly cut myself off. The original plan had been that we’d grab an Uber back to Becca’s after the concert, and while both of my girlfriends had been a little frustrated that I’d reverted to my usual ‘Designated Adult’ role when it came to a night out - and apparently Cassidy had warned them I had a tendency to do that - but when we left with the crowd exiting the venue at the end of the night, drenched in sweat, aching from being on our feet for hours and dancing, and ears ringing, Becca was pretty thrilled to hand her keys over to me.
“Alright, let me just adjust every setting in your car because you’re so short,” I murmured with a grin.
“Nooo,” Becca laughed, shoving at my arm and giggling. “You bastard.”
“You sure you don’t want me to text Alannis?” Wanda asked, leaning up from the back seat. “She was totally down to come home with us tonight.”
I rolled my eyes and turned, pulling Wanda into a slightly sloppy, but deep, kiss. Then I pulled back and looked into her slightly glassy, tipsy and horny-happy eyes. “Not a chance, Wanda,” I said. “Not tonight.”
Not never, just not tonight, I realised. Which was something I would need to spend time figuring out some other time.
“OK,” Wanda grinned happily, then sat back and recoiled from the feeling of her sweat-soaked shirt on the back of the seat. “Fuck,” she laughed and started peeling her flannel off of herself.
“Speaking of Alannis,” Becca said. “She said something about you and bathroom sex?”
“Oh, right,” I chuckled. Had that really been - wow, hours ago. I got the car running and put Becca’s address into my phone GPS before I started telling them about my call with Cattie, and then my encounter in the bathroom, and how Alannis ended up passing me the coaster with the offer of a private spot.
“I’m just saying, it woulda been kinda fun to take her up on it,” Wanda giggled from the back seat.
“Wanda!” I laughed after glancing in the rearview mirror at her. She hadn’t just taken off her flannel shirt, but also the crop top and the bra she’d been wearing under it and was sitting topless in the back seat. Her breasts were so fucking pert and cute, her nipples half stiffened, as she grinned at me through the reflection.
“What- Wanda,” Becca laughed, looking back and seeing her friend half naked.
“What?” Wanda laughed. “I was feeling all sticky and gross. Don’t tell me you don’t want to do the same thing.”
“Not in public,” Becca scoffed, barely keeping back a giggle.
“Come on, we’re not in public, we’re in your car,” Wanda teased her. “With the lights off, and it’s super dark out. No one can see.”
“Wanda,” Becca scoffed again, but this time it sounded like she was tempted.
“Do iiiit,” Wanda sang. “Do it, do it, do it.”
“Robbie,” Becca whined, starting to giggle.
“Don’t ask him to tell you not to, you know he would love it but he’d be more worried than necessary,” Wanda said. “If you’re not gonna get your titties out, at least give him some road head for being so smart and sweet and caring and stuff and driving us home.”
“That is dangerous,” Becca argued, denying the road head.
“Then you have chosen titties,” Wanda declared.
“ ... Fine,” Becca laughed, then started struggling with the fishnet top she was wearing. My girlfriend quickly gave up on that route due to the seatbelt and just yanked the bright red athletic bra she was wearing under it up, her pale breasts popping out and jiggling softly with her laughter. I had to tear my eyes from her cute little nipples standing out in the dark to keep my eyes on the road and the GPS. “There,” Becca said, grabbing my hand and bringing it over to grab her boob through the fishnet top. “Happy now, bitch?”
“Nope, you’re not topless,” Wanda said, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. She was playing with her tits, thumbing her nipples and massaging herself. “Give him your panties, too.”
“Fine,” Becca grumbled, through her tipsy giggles, and started squirming around to do that. She’d worn a pair of black, short tights under the schoolgirl kilt, and she had to peel those off first, and the flash of her pale thighs in the dark next to me was another distraction I had to try not to stare at as she pulled down the thong she’d been wearing underneath it.
“Gimme,” Wanda laughed from the back seat, thrusting a hand forward and gesturing for the tiny garment. “I wanna know how horny you are.”
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