AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 447
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 447 - 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
Her name was Blake, she’d just graduated Suma Cum Laude from the University of Washington last spring with a business degree, and she was the COO for a tech startup a couple of friends she’d made in STEM were spinning up, but it was all hush-hush, so she couldn’t tell me more about it yet. She was hoping she’d make Top 30 under 30 lists within the next six years, and seemed confident it would actually be possible.
Blake was bright, tall and blonde, and if I’d seen her walking by on the street in Vegas, I would have guessed she was much more likely to be a fresh-faced stripper starting her career in the clubs, or maybe cashing in on her youthful beauty as a higher-end escort, than a budding business mogul. She liked her makeup, including big false lashes, she had a significant amount of cleavage showing in the V-collar of her loose scrubs-like top, and had clearly splurged on a bit of lip filler. Not enough to make me internally cringe; a tasteful amount, but just enough that I could tell she wasn’t entirely natural.
Still, enhanced or not, those lips kissed like a demon.
Blake was also a lot bolder than Brittney was. When she asked me if I was interested in making out, I’d assumed she meant heading back to that same spot where Brittney and I had been fooling around a bit. I also assumed that Brittney hadn’t been able to keep in the secret she’d already gotten started on the Scavenger hunt, but had sandbagged Blake and only told her about us making out and not the other stuff we’d knocked off Brittney’s list. I was wrong on that first assumption, and when I’d chuckled, smiled and told the pretty blonde ‘Sure, let’s make out,’ she hadn’t even given me the chance to stand up, let alone follow her. She’d plopped herself down in the seat next to me, leaned over and aggressively pulled me to her, feeding me her tongue within moments.
If kissing Brittney had been fun but lacked that particular little spark I’d gotten used to on the trip and with my girlfriends, kissing Blake was what I imagined if my first kiss had been a half-drunk pass with a pretty girl at a house party. She knew what she wanted and didn’t seem to have any inhibitions about getting it, no matter who was around and watching.
It wasn’t bad, it was just a lot.
A lot of tongue, a lot of lips. She smelled good, which was a plus; she just lacked any real subtlety.
“Hold on,” I murmured, breaking the kiss for a moment.
She hovered for a second, her pretty face comically still till twisted up mid-kiss like we were in a movie or something, and then she let out her breath and blushed as she rolled her lips and bit them lightly, frowning at me. I was leaning back, and Blake was halfway to climbing over the seat at me - if we were on a couch in a home, that wouldn’t have been a problem. Hell, I would have found it pretty hot. But we were in an airport, there were a bunch of people around, and there was an armrest between her seat and mine.
“It’s not you,” I quickly assured her.
“Then what is it?” she asked. “You made out with Britt just fine, right?”
“Blake,” I said, sitting up and grabbing her hands with mine. “I was gonna get a kink in my neck if I wedged any deeper into the corner of this seat, and you were going to be stomach-down on the armrest. C’mere.” I guided her to stand and then straddle me much as Brittney had earlier. Her pants matched her top, like some sort of designer nurse scrubs that actually seemed pretty comfy, and they pulled tight to her thighs as she sat down on my lap and knees. “Better?” I suggested with a smirk.
She smirked back, admitting I’d been right with her eyes. “You might have had a good idea or two,” she said, then grabbed my face with both hands and started to lean down to start making out with me again, her chest pressing against my clavicle since she was tall enough to be looming over me, sitting like this.
“Ahem,” an older woman scoffed from a few seats down from us.
We both looked over at her to find a woman who had to be in her 80s scowling at us, her three friends showing a range of lesser disgust to amusement. I was going to say something, but Blake beat me to it.
“Oh, fuck off,” the aggressive blonde said. “You only wish you were kissing a guy this hot. You’re going to Vegas to gamble like a degenerate, lady. Get over yourself.”
The lady gasped in shock, but one of her friends burst out laughing, so I didn’t mind that much that my ability to manage the situation was further limited by Blake turning back to me and trying to suck the soul out of my body with another kiss.
We made out like- well, like adults that knew this was no strings ridiculousness. She grunted deep in her chest, enjoying the kiss in a very unladylike way. I groaned back and brought a hand around to grab her by her ass, pulling her closer to me as she’d been sliding back towards my knees. Her return growl told me she liked that.
“God, I don’t think I’ve been kissed like that since the summer of ‘67,” one of the older women joked to her friends. “I was dating Edgar Agopolis, that Greek boy. You dated him, too, Edith, didn’t you?”
“Lost my virginity to him,” one of the other old ladies said. “Biggest penis I ever saw.”
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