AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 441
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 441 - 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
“Wait, you didn’t jerk off, did you?” Wanda asked me in alarm.
“Um, no...” I said. I felt like it would have been bad manners to masturbate in what was going to be her bedroom in Becca’s apartment for the next several months, not to mention that the phone sex with Zenya had been much more about her than me. Along with the fact that we were in the last few hours that I was going to be with Becca and Wanda - jerking off, even during phone sex with another of my girlfriends, kinda sounded like a silly idea.
“OK, good,” Wanda exhaled in relief. Which was a way bigger reaction than I would have expected.
“ ... Why?” I asked the obvious follow-up.
Wanda had come to fetch me as I’d been lying on my back on the bed, engaging in some pillow talk with Zenya once she’d gotten herself off. Just regular nerd talk, but it was nice to connect with her more outside of the basic lust stuff. She was such a lovely, caring person; I couldn’t imagine trying to narrow the scope of our relationship to sex. Hell, I couldn’t imagine the levels of stupidity her from Friends with Benefits had been suffering from, not pursuing anything deeper with her.
My not-quite-girlfriend-just-yet had jumped up on the bed with me and said hello to Zenya, making a cryptic promise about a ‘surprise’ that sounded an awful lot like it was related to whatever Wanda and Becca were scheming over. I’d signed off with Zenya, and Wanda had asked how all the calls were, which led to me mentioning that Zenya had enjoyed some phone sex encouragement from me, and then to this odd conversation.
“Be ... cause,” Wanda said slowly, trying to look innocent and failing. The fact that she was still topless, only wearing those sweatpants that looked really pull-downable, with her nipples already half-stiff, did not help her case.
“Totally believable,” I smirked a little. “Top marks. No one would ever guess you’re acting.”
She broke into a grin and rolled her eyes. “Maybe I think it would be a waste for you to be coming in your hand, when Becca and I could be helping with that particular temptation,” she said, grabbing my hand. “Now come on.”
Wanda led me out of the guest room, pausing to give Ralph a good, rough scratch behind his ear on our way, and then into the bedroom, and further into the suite. Becca was waiting there, also still tantalizingly topless, but I was a little distracted by everything else in the small room. Namely, the half dozen tripods, including four different kinds of diffused lights at varying heights, plus two cameras set up pointing into the shower. There were another two cameras carefully set on towels on the counter.
“Um,” I said. “Did I just walk onto a porn set?”
“Sort of,” Becca said, smirking a little as she slipped around the nearest tripod and came to me, hugging me from the side.
“Well, not sort of,” Wanda said. “This is totally a porn set. A private one, for a private collection, but it’ll still be porn.”
“So- and I say this with all the thankfulness in my heart- I was just having this conversation with Leia,” I cautioned them. “About our casual flirty pictures, and the risk of keeping them if any of us gets hacked or scammed or something. A full, professional-looking porno would be even worse to get out, no matter how much I’d love to have an amazing reminder of either of you like this.”
“OK, first,” Becca grinned at me, drawing me a little further into the room. “You’re right, and Leia already texted the group chat of us girls to warn us. We’re setting up an encrypted cloud storage that will require everyone to put in their password every time, and then files that have extra password protection that we can upload any pictures or videos we want to share with you.”
“We can still do fun stuff, like when they all sent you boob pics,” Wanda added. “Which I’m sad I missed. But we’ll delete it from the group chat when the joke is over and keep them in the encrypted files.”
“That sounds like it should work,” I nodded slowly. It wasn’t quite as accessible as being able to just scroll up in my message history to see what my girls had been sending me when I needed a little reminder of how fucking hot they were and how lucky I was, but layers of passwords was better than what we were doing now. “What’s the second thing?”
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