AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 436
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 436 - 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
Even happy-tippsy, thrown off by Ralph and being back even later than I was pretty sure they had planned, Becca had a plan for what she wanted to do, and Wanda was more than happy to help her make that plan happen. It wasn’t surprising at all, really, that Becca had thought ahead to what she wanted tonight to look like - it was in our nature. She was a planner, like me, but unlike me she didn’t have a day job planning and then managing changes to plans for other people.
So, as soon as she knew I was coming out, she would have started thinking about things. Making plans and back-up plans. Contingencies based on Wanda needing more or less time handling the emotional struggles.
Ideas for what would be fun in the bedroom. For me, for Wanda. For herself, too, but I was very aware that she would have been focusing on us before herself. Because that was what I did, too.
It was tough to argue with the first part of her planned choreography, in any case. Two beautiful, naked blondes stripping me down to my briefs? Yes, please, and I’ll order it again in the future.
Becca focused on my shirt buttons, flashing me a teasing grin before focusing her gaze down at the task that required a bit of finesse. Wanda, meanwhile, slunk around and behind me, giving me a sexy look that she struggled to keep sultry instead of breaking into a grin of her own. She hugged me close once she was behind me, pressing her naked tits to my back, and ran her hands up over my chest and inside my half-open shirt, raking her fingernails lightly over my skin and sending tingles through me.
“God,” I groaned, reaching back with one hand to press against Wanda’s bare hip, while my other hand found Becca’s in front of me and slid up the gentle curve of her waist.
“Not God,” Becca said, looking up at me with another little grin. “Just us.”
“I dunno,” Wanda laughed breathily behind me, sliding her hands down from my chest towards my waist and starting to undo my belt. “I feel like I’ve had some divine intervention to make this happen.”
“True, maybe we should all go to church together this Christmas, just in case,” Becca laughed.
I laughed with her, but looked up at the ceiling and tried to focus on the feel of them both touching me. If there had been any divine intervention, it was the App, and I was pretty sure that was more likely to come from the other end of the heaven-hell spectrum with all the shady stuff it could do and influence.
Once they had my shirt off and my pants around my ankles, they started kissing me. Across my shoulders, my chest, my back.
“I haven’t had a shower like you two,” I pointed out half-heartedly, not wanting them to stop for anything, but also thinking this could happen in the shower too.
“Don’t care,” Becca murmured in between kisses, raising her eyes to look up at me with her lips pressed to my skin.
“I like it,” Wanda giggled softly behind me, then gave me back a little lick instead of just a kiss.
That made me laugh and squirm for a moment, and Becca must have realised what Wanda had done because he got a look in her eye and licked my side. Soon, the two of them were licking me, circling around and dipping under my arms, still getting lower and lower.
“Stop,” I was laughing with them, and I finally grabbed Wanda as she passed in front of me and was about to stick her tongue right in my belly button. I pulled her upright and cupped her jaw, tilting her face up to mine so that I could kiss her.
“Mmhmmmm,” she hummed, leaning her lips into the kiss and letting me tease my tongue between them. She tasted fresh, like citrus and strawberries, and her hair had a citrusy smell as well.
Wanda wasn’t the first woman I’d kissed other than Cassidy, thanks to Heather’s stupid game the first night of the trip, but she had been the first woman I’d had a deeper intimate encounter with than kissing. We’d shared plenty of kissing between then and now, of all different sorts. Small pecks, longing kisses, deep and passionate sexual make-outs. The most intimate, though, the ones that stuck in my mind as being the most pure, had been the ones when we’d been lounging on the top deck of the houseboat with Cass, Cattie and, if I was remembering correctly, Terra. It had been the day when we were continuing the ‘Ownership’ play, and Wanda was firmly ‘my little toy’, and I was allowed to play with her as I wanted. So, openly in front of the others as we were having a relaxing time, I’d let my hands roam her body, teasing the both of us as I trailed my fingers across her erogenous points, and then under her clothes, and finally actually started to finger her.
The exhibitionism, the other girls knowing she was getting exactly what she wanted, the ownership thing, had made Wanda’s kisses so much more tender, and wanting, and her. She’d been vulnerable and exposed and given in to that in a way that she hadn’t even done during the truly epic fucking we’d done.
This kiss was close. Close as hell. I loved her for it, and I knew it wasn’t a lack of exhibitionism, or teasing, or anything other than the fact that she couldn’t give in to the ‘ownership’ label quite yet. The one that she craved, and that I was realising I craved a little as well - not in the same way as her, but in a way that I wanted to give that to her when she was ready.
I also craved it a little because I was finding that I was jealous over my girlfriends. Maybe it was because of Cassidy’s betrayal, or because of the App, or some mix of those two things manipulating and shaking my foundations. I couldn’t remember ever feeling this way about Cassidy in the past, so I was fairly certain the feeling was new to me.
New or not, making out with Wanda while Becca kissed and licked around my back and then kissed up Wanda’s arm and shoulder made it fairly easy to calm that nervous edge inside me that was warning me I could lose this. That it wasn’t real. Because this was real, this ridiculous, loving, sexual thing was happening between us.