Chapter 565

“Yeah, just like that,” Sabrina chuckled warmly.

“This feels silly, is it honestly that good?” Amanda asked.

You groaned, slowly starting to pump your hips. “Yeah, just as good as your tits, Amanda. God, your ass is nice.”

“It looks really hot, too,” Sabrina said. “Hold on, I’ll take a picture so you can see.”

Your cock was sandwiched between Amanda’s ass cheeks, hotdogging between them. A bit of lube combined with some lingering spit had the wonderfully slick, and you had a firm hold of her cheeks with both hands. Amanda was on her front lying on the bed, her head cradled on her folded arms.

Sabrina came back in with her phone.

“Delete it after,” Amanda cautioned her.

“I will,” your girlfriend promised. “Though you might want a copy.” She took a picture from the side and then climbed up on the bed and took one looking down over your shoulder as she stood next to you. You used that opportunity to crane your head around and bury your nose against her mound, your tongue seeking her pussy. Sabrina moaned, running her hand through your hair, and then whined a little. “Jooohn, I need to show Amanda how hot her aaasss is.”

You laughed, pulling away after giving her mound a little kiss, and she dropped down onto the bed next to Amanda with her legs crossed.

“Here, look,” she said, showing Amanda her screen.

“Fuck,” Amanda said. “OK, yeah, that does look hot.”

“And this one,” Sabrina swiped to the other picture.

“ ... OK, send those to me,” Amanda said. “And send it to John too.”

“Well, thank you for that,” you grunted, leaning forward and kissing her back.

“Whoa, hold your horses, cowboy,” Amanda said, pulling away from you a little, and you raised your hips immediately.

“Sorry,” you said. “Accident. Wrong angle.” Your cock had angled as it tilted between you and the head had nudged right at her asshole.

“Maybe we’ll try that out some other time,” Amanda said, looking back at me. “I’m not ready for that tonight.”

“You do have a super cute butthole. Very fuckable,” Sabrina grinned, then laughed at the look on Amanda’s face. “What? It is!”

“Thanks, I think,” Amanda ended up chuckling.

You rolled the rest of the way off of her and onto your back. “Come for a ride?” you offered.

“Mmm, sure,” the busty brunette agreed.
“Hold on, I have an idea,” Sabrina interrupted. “John, leave the bedroom for a couple of minutes.”

“OK, come back in,” Sabrina called.

You opened the bedroom door and stepped in to find that, first of all, Sabrina had lit some candles around the room. There was a sweet, warm smell now, and the lighting was more intimate. The other change was that, while they were both still naked, they were now wearing ... ropes.

“I’ve been practising,” Sabrina grinned.

“Do I look silly?” Amanda asked, her nerves having come back a little.

“Not at all,” you said, a little shocked. They were both wearing what were basically rope corsets. You’d known Sabrina had ordered the sleek ropes and wanted to practise with them before using them in scenes, but you hadn’t known she’d actually carved out the time to start learning, let alone gotten to the place of putting together a while ... well, piece of an outfit. Or whatever you would call it.