AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 437
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 437 - 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
“Oh my God, Becca,” Wanda moaned from somewhere deep in her chest. Not quite a growl, but close.
“He’s got his tongue in your ass again?” Becca guessed, and while I couldn’t see her cocky smirk, I could hear it.
“Yes,” Wanda huffed out. “Ffffuck, I dunno if it’s fair, how good he is at that.”
“Was he this good on the trip?” Becca asked, then I felt her tongue slide up my shaft and swirl around the head of my cock.
I’d already managed to pull one orgasm out of Wanda, just a small one so far, while they’d been sharing my cock. It was a little wild to say, but double blowjobs had lost a bit of their amazing novelty for me. Not that having Becca and Wanda making out with my cock between them, or double-licking, kissing and sucking, or trading back and forth trying to get it as deep into their mouths as possible, wasn’t fucking amazing. It just wasn’t something that made me lose all rational thought any more - I only lost the highest levels of brain function now. Ask me to do chemistry formulas or trigonometry, and I’d probably babble like a fool, but I could still form words and I could still focus on the task hovering just over, and grinding against, my lips and chin.
“Really good,” Wanda moaned. “You know that.”
“I do,” Becca chuckled, and she ran her fingernails along the inside of both my thighs as her lips found my sack and gave my balls a gentle sucking, one at a time.
“But I think he’s gotten better,” Wanda mumbled. “God, I think- Uuugh, that’s not fair, Robbie!”
She wasn’t wrong; it really wasn’t fair.
The fact was, Cattie had given me some tips on giving oral to a woman, using Cass as a test dummy. Not that I hadn’t learned and developed my skills based on a bisexual woman’s teaching and prompting already - I’d been practising on and listening to Cassidy for years for what gave her the most pleasure, I just hadn’t known how much experience she had with eating pussy herself. Cattie had more experience with actual lesbian relationships, though, and not just hookups. She had more refined talents, a deeper skillset.
A skillset that I was eager to learn from, because I had eight girlfriends to satisfy.
“You’re such a slut for him,” Becca chuckled, and then lips were sliding around the slick nob of my cock, and Wanda was trying to swallow me into her throat.
I did my best to block out the furiously pleasurable feeling of what they were doing down there and focused on what was up in my currently limited field of view.
Wanda was shaved or waxed smooth for the weekend, or for that night at least. I was already intimately familiar with her pussy, but as she’d lowered herself down on her knees, bringing it close enough that I could smell her arousal, I’d had a moment to marvel at her neat, pink little labia. She really had been hit with the Good Genes bat more than her fair share - she was gorgeous, was genetically predisposed to her ass reacting well to her workout regime, and even her pussy was picture perfect. The only thing that someone might have been able to argue her out of being a Perfect Ten on could have been her breasts, but she’d already handled that sometime earlier in her life with a light touch surgery. Going up half a cup size, boosting from a large B to a small C, and some mild adjustments, had given her a perfect chest for her build and size, filling out her shirts just a little better, and the only reason anyone would ever guess they weren’t natural would be because they were too perfect.
It had turned out, when she and Ami had traded notes, that they’d both used the same top-rated plastic surgeon. Ami had just started and ended much bigger than Wanda to get her ‘big anime titties.’
Wanda tasted good, and I’d hooked my arms up over her thighs to pull her more snugly down as I’d gone to work re-exploring every nook and cranny of her cunt that I could.
“My turn,” Becca grunted, and Wanda came up off my cock with a loud gasp. I could feel her spittle clinging to and dripping down my shaft, leaking towards my sack. Becca didn’t wait for Wanda to recover; she thrust her own mouth down on my cock and started slurping loudly, and then making that wet gagging sound that porn starlets were experts at. One of those ‘tricks’ that she’d been learning from watching porn to up her blowjob game.
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