AMA - The Boyfriend Ch. 131-140

I grabbed her face while I fucked her, squeezing her lips into a purse as she gritted her teeth and moaned hotly. "You're mine," I growled. "My beautiful little horny fucktoy."

"Yes, Tiger," she purred back. "Yes, fuck. I'm your little fuckhole. God, my whole body wants you. Fuck my brains out. Fuck me stupid."

"I don't like stupid toys," I said, leaning in that little further to compress her leg between us and stretch her cunt open that little bit more. This got me closer to her face and I took it in both hands now, not squeezing but just framing her, holding her in place, making her feel my presence on her completely. "I want smart, beautiful, witty, intelligent, playful toys. I want my toy to be everything she can be so that when she gives herself to me I know she is the absolute best toy she can be."

I kissed her, and she whimpered against my lips as I buried myself into her as deep as I could and held there.

"And you are," I whispered as our kiss ended. Then I pulled out of her, flipped her over onto her stomach and fucked back into her again. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up, using her.

"Fuck, you're such a pretty cocksleeve, Wanda," Cassidy said. She'd been kneeling next to us, slowly fingering herself and softly brushing her fingers along Wanda's body, adding little teases here or there as we'd been fucking.

"Thank- You-," Wanda gasped.

"Kiss her," I told Cassidy. "Kiss my perfect little cocksleeve."

"Yes, Tiger," Cassidy grinned and she got down on her hands and knees to meet Wanda. They kissed aggressively, both of them wanting to make a show of it for me as they made out sloppily. When they finished I pulled out of Wanda again and got her on her back, this time pressing my chest down to hers as her legs split around my waist. I hooked them with my arms, pressing them back wider, and started to fuck her hard and fast.

"Oh, fucking- fucking hell I feel like I can feel you fucking my chest," Wanda gasped.

"That's him fucking your heart, baby," Cassidy smirked.

I was panting from the exertion at this point and edging myself closer to my next orgasm. "Cass," I gasped. "Get a finger in her ass."

Cass slipped around us and Wanda's eyes went wide as soon as Cass's little digit entered her hole.

"Fuck this is hot," Cassidy said, rubbing my hip as she watched from close up as I pounded my cock into Wanda.

I kissed Wanda again, wrapping my hands around her skull as I shortened my strokes deep in her cunt. She felt amazing, her pussy squeezing and milking me, her kegel muscles rippling from the deep dicking she'd never had before.

Wanda was whimpering, unable to vocalize much more than the occasional word or two. "Please.... God, yes.... Robbie... Fuck... Love you... So deep....Soooo deep.... Want you...."

"I'm close," I warned both women.

"You want to fill up her little married pussy again, Tiger?" Cassidy asked.

"No," I grunted. I glanced back at her and with a jerk of my head indicated I wanted her to remove her finger and move over a bit on the bed. She did so, and I pulled out of Wanda and fell back onto the bed.

"Jerk me off onto your face, my beauty," I ordered her.

"Yes, Tiger," she panted, scrambling to follow the directive. She immediately wrapped her hand around my cock and got her face as close as she could, her lips parted and panting.

"No," I said, shaking my head. "Use your hair."

Wanda paused for just a moment, then grinned filthily as she computed the weird, kinky use of her. She then quickly tilted her head to the side and draped her silky golden locks around my slimy cock and wrapped her fingers around them, jerking me off soft but quick.

"You are such a lucky cumslut toy," Cassidy crooned, pressing her naked body to Wanda's from behind as she watched the lewd act. "Tiger knows just how to use you, doesn't he?"

"Yes," Wanda panted, licking her lips.

"You want his cum all over your face, don't you?"

"God, yes."

"And in your hair?"

"Mhmm."

"And your cunt again, obviously."

"Mhmm." This time it was a higher pitch.

"What about your ass. Want him to fill your ass, too? The ass that your husband doesn't fuck, but your owner does?"

"Yes, please," Wanda pleaded.

I came, ropes of cum splattering out as I was overloaded by the building pressure of the physical, mental and emotional things happening to me. Much of it ended up in Wanda's hair, but some made it through to her cheeks, and the last dribbles into her mouth Cassidy shoved her head down.

"Fuuuuck," I groaned, giving one last push to drop as much cum into Wanda's mouth as I could.

Wanda slowly pulled away, my cock looking angry and red and her looking splattered. She opened her mouth and showed me the cum on her tongue.

"Share it with Cassidy," I panted. "Thank her for letting you give yourself to us."

Wanda turned and kissed Cassidy, pushing her cum-covered tongue into my fiancee's mouth.

I should have probably been done at that point. It hadn't been all that long since I'd fucked Becca, really, and two big loads for Wanda should have tapped me out. With all reason, I should have probably already fallen asleep in post-orgasmic exhaustion.

But I felt great, and I knew it was because of that damn App. That blessed, fucked App.

Chapter 135

"Look at you," Cassidy said. "You're such a pretty slutslave, covered in your master's cum."

Cassidy had led Wanda, with a first in her hair, over to stand in front of the mirror and I had followed. Now I was fucking Wanda from behind as she looked at herself in the mirror.

"I look so fucking dirty," Wanda panted. I had both her arms pulled behind her back which pushed her tits forward to bounce with each thrust. She tossed her hair to the side, admiring the beads of cum disgustingly congealing in her hair. "Fuck. You use me so fuckingright."

"Do I?" I asked. I pulled out and slid my cockhead through her lips and up higher, pushing against her asshole.

"Fuck, yes," she panted, pushing her hips back at me and squeezing her eyes closed as she got my cockhead through the tight ring of her asshole. She opened her eyes again, looking at herself in the mirror. "Use my asshole."

"I am, toy," I said. "Or are you trying to say I should be rougher and really make you feel it?"

"Just- yes, Tiger. Just let me get used to- Unnngh," she groaned as I slowly worked my cock deeper into her ass.

"Covered in cum, cunt still swishing with the remnants of a load, and you're still a cock hungry, ass-filled bitch," Cassidy said, running her hands through Wanda's bangs to pull them from her face. "You'd let him do this right in front of the whole trip, wouldn't you? Just let everyone know that you're his little buttslut cock whore."

Wanda nodded, panting as I buried the last inch into her ass. "If that's what Tiger wanted," she gasped.

I let go of her arms and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into a full stand as I pressed her back to my chest to whisper in her ear. "I don't share my toys well," I told her. "And you are my most precious, most beautiful toy. You are all mine to use as I want, but no one else is going to get to imagine that. Not JC, not the college guys, and not even the other girls."

"Especially Heather," Cassidy smirked.

That broke the moment and Wanda and I both snorted a quick laugh.

"I would, though," Wanda panted. "I just- I would do some stuff in front of the others. At least the others who are involved."

"You'd let Becca watch? And Cattie?" Cassidy asked.

Wanda nodded and slowly worked her hips forward and back, fucking her ass on my cock.

"What about play with you?" Cassidy asked.

"If Robbie wanted," Wanda whimpered.

"What about if we recorded you?" Cassidy asked. "Made a private porno?"

"Fuck," Wanda said, stopping her motions as her legs went a little weak at the idea.

"You like that idea, don't you," I whispered. "Doing the thing the entire internet has been begging you for, and just for me?"

"Fuck yes, I do," Wanda gasped.

"We'll make that happen," Cassidy said, leaning forward and softly kissing Wanda on the lips. "A sexy, loving, rough porno just for us."

Wanda nodded.

"I have an idea," I said and pulled out of her. Wanda whined a little, like a puppy that wanted a treat, but I stepped away from her and grabbed the cloth from the bed. It had lost a bit of its dampness so I went and freshened it in the washroom, ordering Wanda not to touch herself while I was busy. She hadn't been, but as soon as I said it her fingers flexed and the idea was in her head

I quickly wiped down my cock, then came back out and kissed Cassidy, then Wanda. "Field trip," I said.

"Huh?" Wanda hummed, but then she whooped softly as I picked up her naked body and lifted her over one shoulder.

"Cass, get the door," I said. She did, and I quickly carried Wanda out into the hall and down past the kitchen area and lounge space. Wanda was giggling as we went, trying to cover her mouth with one hand as she dangled. I slid the back door open and stepped out onto the back porch and felt Wanda stiffen thinking I was going to jump us into the water, but instead, I set her down and guided her towards the stairs.

Cassidy followed, as naked as we were, and soon we were up on the top deck of the houseboat. Looking up we had an amazing view of the night sky, and I made a mental note that I very much wanted to make love under those stars, but that wasn't my goal at the moment. Instead I quickly flipped on the lights at the Pilot's Cabin and our houseboat became a bright beacon in the night. It wasn't bright enough to light up the whole bay or anything, but we would definitely be visible if anyone else was awake and in the bay.

"Come here," I ordered Wanda, standing right in the middle of the top deck and pointing in front of me. She came and went to her knees, sucking my cock into her mouth. She blew me there, in our pseudo-public space, and then I stood her up and walked her to the railing of the top deck and she grabbed it, leaning over partially as I fucked back into her pussy. After a couple of minutes of us humping at each other and listening to her soft moans flitter over the water, I reached down and pulled one of her legs up and wide to prop her knee on the railing as well, really opening her up for a deep dicking.

"Wanda," Cassidy said. "You fuckhole toy. Now someone else knows, too. Another one of Robbie's lovers."

I'd missed it as it was happening, but when I glanced back at Cass I saw she had her phone in one hand, and followed her pointing out across the water towards the other houseboat.

There, in the dim light of that boat's top deck, Becca was leaning against the railing in almost the exact same position as Wanda was, buck naked and fingering herself as she watched us.

Wanda came, looking across the water, watching herself get watched as she was used for my pleasure.

I grunted, grabbed her by the hair and made her arc her back as I pulled her up, revealing her more to Becca. Her face was almost to the sky, her neck craned back, and I nipped her ear lightly with my teeth and then spit on her cheek as her orgasm rolled and rocked through her. And then I thrust deep into her cunt and came, claiming that intimate part of her again. She let out a wordless moan that echoed across the water and bounced back to us, and we watched as Becca worked herself fast and hard and then staggered back from the railing, her shoulders rocking as she panted through her own orgasm.

"You are so fucking amazing," I whispered to her as Wanda started to come down. "God, you are precious. I love you, Wanda."

"I love you too," she whispered back, stepping back from the railing and collapsing into my arms as her body pressed to mine.

As Wanda was recovering, her legs still shaking and her heart aflutter, Becca waved to us and then kissed her fingers and mimed tossing it across the water to us. I did the same back, and she scampered back to the stairs of her boat and went downstairs and likely to bed.

I ended up pulling Cassidy into a naked group hug as we supported Wanda, and then I scooped her up as she wrapped her arms and legs around me so that I could carry her downstairs to our room. Cassidy flicked off the party lights, and we descended back into the dark and quiet of the houseboat.

Chapter 136

Cassidy looked into the mirror. The lights were out in the room behind her, and the only light she had in the washroom was the soft red glow of the night light thing that was designed to be unobtrusive in the dark. It just cast a red glow over her as she slowly breathed and looked into her own eyes.

Robbie had been an absolute stud. He'd fucked Wanda exactly how she wanted and needed, and Cassidy had never been more fucking turned on by him. She wanted some of that - not all the time, but once or twice at least for sure.

Wanda was currently curled up next to him in the bed and the two of them were snoring softly. Cassidy had helped wash them both in the shower. Helped dry them off. Curled up with them under the covers, snuggling close as their body heat mingled and the two of them quickly drifted to sleep.

But she hadn't fallen asleep.

Now she looked at herself in the mirror and judged herself.

"I hate you," she whispered, looking into her own eyes.

Her heart ached.

Everything Cattie had said was true. Everything that her best friend had thrown in her face wastrue, and she knew it. Robbie was the love of Cassidy's life. She'd known it since the App had told her so on that pool deck and she'd seen that her good friend wasn't just agood friend. She'd had a crush on him before that. Had touched herself, late at night, thinking about him, but had always thought that Robbie was a fantasy. She'd never thought he would go for a weird, geeky girl like her who was a little too shy. A little too quiet. But he'd already loved her, and she loved him.

"I hate you so much," she whispered again.

The guilt was a hole. A rip. In her heart, and in her soul. She couldn't understand how she hadn't felt it forming for those years she'd been so fucking awful. Every time she'd on Robbie, she'd made it bigger. She'd ground the edges back. And when she realized it was there - well, it had ruined her. And she'd known she deserved it.

She'd spent a long, long time struggling to figure out how to fix that hole. She'd tried filling it with him, and that worked a bit. More than anything else. More than work, and hobbies. But it was still there, and when the hole seemed bigger than what he could fill she'd always fallen into that aching, guilt-ridden depression. And somehow he'd always climbed right into that hole and pulled her out without even knowing how or why he was doing it.

This trip was... it was working. Maybe.

Probably.

Robbie still loved her. He'd said it, and she'd desperately wanted to cling to that, but when she saw it on the App again it was like re-discovering him that first time all over again. But she also felt that gut-wrenching hole deep in herself whenever she saw him falter. When he broke down that first day the only reason she'd been able to hold herself together at all was Cattie. The hole felt raw and fresh all over again.

Watching him with the others was surreal. It made her immeasurably horny, and at first she'd battled with whether she should feel guilty about that or not. She'd come to the conclusion it was seeing him that was doing it, not seeing the other girls. She found women attractive still, but not in the way she used to. Looking back, she'd never really even been that discerning - she'd been a predator hunting pussy. Chasing the power that having a woman give herself to Cassidy had felt like. But seeing Robbie with these amazing, beautiful women was like watching a sunrise.

And of course Robbie was falling for them. Cattie was everything. Becca was strong, and maybe the most like him. Wanda was amazing, and needed him in a way Cassidy didn't think Robbie realized.

And of course they were falling for him too, at least a bit in their own ways. She couldn't blame them for that at all.

But Robbie was supposed to be hers. Hers.

"You don't deserve him," she scolded herself quietly.

This was how she would make it up to him, if she ever could. Maybe she couldn't, not fully. She would share his body, and his heart, with other women who deserved a touch of him.

Madison had probably been a mistake. But it had been fun in the moment and Robbie enjoyed it. So maybe she hadn't been a mistake, just another lesson.

"You don't deserve him," she scolded again. "You stupid, stupid girl."

Her heart hurt. It hurt so fucking bad. Robbie trusting her to help with Wanda had been a step. But she craved him. Craved the closeness. Craved making love with him. She wanted a fuck like Wanda had gotten, but shecraved his love.

Cassidy turned on the tap and slowly, quietly washed her face. She'd been crying, and she didn't want Robbie to wake up to that. Didn't want him to worry - he did that more than enough already even before this. He cared too much sometimes, but then that was just another reason why she loved him.

Once she was cleaned up Cassidy looked at herself in the mirror one last time. She shook her head softly, knowing that she couldn't ever make up for what she did, but that she owed it to her best friend, the love of her life, and the man of her dreams to try.

Chapter 137

"Not tonight," Cattie said, seeing Heather was fishing in the drawer where she had unpacked the sex toys.

Heather frowned, turning to Cattie. "Baby, we need this. We need to reconnect."

Cattie hesitated, and then let out a breath and nodded. "OK," she nodded. "Just - let's reconnect then. Nothing wild."

"OK," Heather grinned and then pulled the strapon harness out and went into the washroom.

"Not what I was thinking," Cattie muttered quietly to herself.

The movie night had been... fine. She'd seen Gone Girl twice already and it just didn't have the rewatchability of a comedy like Legally Blonde. And the girls had been fine, and JC had been funny with his comments since he hadn't seen the movie before. Snuggling up with Heather on one side of her and Sherry on the other had been a nice return to a feeling of normalcy in the dark, too. Things had been understandably tense between her and her girlfriend all day, a rollercoaster of emotions trampling through a china shop, to badly mix metaphors. And Sherry hadn't been any fucking help at all.

Really, Cattie wasn't even sure why she would think the younger woman would be. They had been "close-ish" growing up, but hadn't ever been best friends. Cattie felt the sisterhood more than she necessarily thought Sherry did, and maybe that was because she was the elder and had gotten that 'you need to look out for your sister' thing early on.

Fuck, Sherry had seemed more pissed about the thing with Cass and Robbie last night on Heather's behalf than anything.

Cattie frowned and sighed, flopping back on the bed. It still fucking annoyed her that Heather had started bitching to Sherry of all people while last night was going on. Cattie's own sister of all people.

That, more than any of the other shit, had made her appreciate when Robbie went off on her. Obviously she didn't like seeing her girlfriend in distress or getting run over in a conversation, but fuck had she deserved it that time. She couldn'tsay that to her, obviously. But she had.

Heather came out of the washroom with the strap-on harness on. She'd scrubbed off her makeup and was otherwise naked. "Come suck my cock, sub," she ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," Cattie said, trying to keep it from sounding like a sigh. She rolled over and crawled down the bed on her hands and knees, looking at the green dildo for a moment and inwardly smirking. Robbie was bigger. It was a petty thought and meant nothing, but somehow it made her feel better about starting to suck the silicone appendage.