AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 439
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 439 - 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
Becca’s squeal of laughter, tinged with her moaning, only cut off when there was a loud thumping noise from the nearby bedroom wall.
My two blond girlfriends had, in fact, easily kept me hard after I’d pumped my second load of the night into Wanda’s ass, and after a quick wipe clean and a quick double blowjob to encourage my steely tool, I’d fucked Becca bent over the edge of the bed while she’d gotten her first real taste of Wanda’s pussy directly from the source. She’d even teased her tongue along Wanda’s ass cleavage, licking up my cum as it leaked from her ass, and finally actually rimmed Wanda. That had driven Wanda into a shuddering orgasm.
After Becca gave that gift to our mutual lover, I didn’t want to hold back any more - I wanted her to come hard. She didn’t just deserve orgasms for everything she was doing for Wanda in and out of bed; she deserved gigantic orgasms. So I’d picked her up by her waist and flipped her over onto her back with her butt at the edge of the bed, re-entered her, and we started fucking.
Wanda’s addition to this started with making out with Becca like before, but then got more playful. Teasing kisses in ticklish areas, then actually tickling her under her arms, along her neck, and down her ribs. Becca had laughed and tried to pull away, but Wanda and I could both see that the little addition was getting her horny as hell, so Wanda doubled down.
Which eventually led to me pressing Becca’s legs down to her chest, my hands on the back of her thighs firmly holding her in place, as I carved my cock into her over and over. This put Becca’s feet dangling up over her head, while Wanda sat with Becca’s head cradled in her lap as she held the other woman’s ankles, sucking on Becca’s toes one at a time. It wasn’t about being sexy, and really had nothing to do with her feet at all; it had everything to do with the fact that Becca’s tickled, tortured giggling was making her come around my cock as her juices bubbled and leaked out of her in squishy little streams.
She wasn’t getting that big orgasm I wanted for her, but she’d gone multi-orgasmic. Something she hadn’t known she could do, babbling as much to us as she writhed under our attention.
Then there was the wall-banging, loud and insistent, and we all froze in surprise.
“Fuck,” Becca said after a long moment, blushing hard.
“I guess we were getting a little loud,” Wanda laughed quietly. “Or you were, babe.”
“It’s not my fault,” Becca scoffed. “You two- Ugh- You two were- Uuungh- Robbie!”
“Sorry,” I grinned in response to her beleaguered scowl. “I’m pretty close, Sugar.”
“Oooh, fill her up,” Wanda said. “I wanna lick her clean after, to pay her back for earlier.”
“No, don’t come in me,” Becca shook her head, surprising me a little, then making things clear. “Put that creampie in Wanda. She’s already had a load down her throat and up her ass. Finish the trifecta.”
Wanda actually blushed at that, her jaw dropping a little, making Becca giggle again.
“You’re sure, Becca?” I grunted, not wanting to deny her any of the fulfilment of bringing her partner to orgasm. I knew I would much prefer to fuck, eat or otherwise bring either of them to their orgasms than I would to sit back and watch for some reason.
“I’m sure, darling,” Becca grinned, patting my chest and then pressing her legs up against my hands. I helped her ease her legs over and down, and then slowly pulled my cock from her slick, bright pink labia. They were a little swollen from the insistent pounding I’d been giving her, and she moaned softly as she was left empty, running a finger along those sweet little lips in response to the feeling. “I guess I need to figure out how to apologise to Mrs Stannick tomorrow,” she said, chuckling in her chest and glancing over at the wall.
“Is that the same neighbour you said filed a noise complaint about you while you were on the trip?” I asked.
“Oh, fuck,” Becca grunted. “You’re right.”
“We’ll get her an apology gift basket,” Wanda grinned. “‘Sorry we kept you up with our loud, nasty sex noises. Our boyfriend was in town for the weekend. Please enjoy this fruit basket.’”
Becca snorted and rolled her eyes, then looked at me. “Well?” she asked. “Are you going to fill that little slut’s pussy with your cock or not?”
I was panting, lying on my back, my lungs a couple of bellows from the maximum effort I’d been putting in after a long night. My ears were still ringing from the concert, let alone the blinding orgasm I’d just blasted into Wanda, and I was starting to feel all the aches of the long day. I’d done a lot of walking, between the date that morning and the walk with Ralph that afternoon. Not to mention all the dancing and jumping at the concert, or the energetic sex with Becca that morning.
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