AMA - The Boyfriend Ch. 081-090

That made me snort a laugh, and Cattie cracked a grin. "Thanks, babe," she said, then raised a hand and wagged her finger at her. "But you're not getting any of me this time."

"This time, huh?" Cassidy raised an eyebrow.

That had Cattie making a face. "You know what I mean."

By that time I'd gotten behind her and I hugged her to me by her shoulders, pressing my cock against her back as I tipped her chin up with a finger and kissed her from above.

"Ooh, Spider-Man kiss," Cassidy teased.

"Well, he is our Tiger," Cattie grinned once the kiss was over.

"If I'm his Mary Jane, what does that make you?" Cassidy asked. "I'm thinking Felicia Hardy."

"Not Gwen Stacey?" Cattie asked. "Isn't that the other girl from the second movie run?"

"No, Becca is the Gwen Stacey," Cassidy said. "Felicia Hardy is Black Cat. You don't have the white hair, but I think it fits you. And I think Wanda is gonna be his Gwen-pool."

"Who?" Cattie and I both asked.

"Nevermind, it's comic stuff," Cassidy waved me off.

I kissed Cattie's cheek from over her shoulder and took her breasts in my hands, massaging them firmly for a moment. "Anyone ever tell you that you are an absolute devil in angel's clothing?"

Cattie chuckled. "I've gotten plenty of Angel-based pickup lines before, but never that one."

I kissed her ear, sucking on her earlobe for a moment. "Don't think too hard about it," I whispered. "I'm just trying to find creative ways to tell you how utterly, shockingly sexy you are. I am definitely in lust with you."

"I think I'm definitely in lust with you too," she moaned through her pursed lips as I slowly worked her nipples between my thumbs and fingers.

I slid lower, kissing down her bare back, to that glorious ass of hers, my hands following me down her sides. First, I kissed one cheek, then the other. Then I gave one a light little spank. "Oh!" Cattie exclaimed happily. "Thank you, sir. May I have another?"

"And there's that devil I was talking about," I grinned.

"Tiger, I thought the point of this was for you to fuck me again," Cattie said. "I want your cock inside of me."

"Hold your horses," I said, and took hold of her arms and put her hands on her ass. "Spread these magnificent cheeks for me."

"Now who's a devil?" Cattie said, but did as I asked, revealing her tight little asshole and her pussy lips below it.

After the first kiss, just above her asshole, Cattie sucked in a breath. "Robbie, you don't need to do that," she said.

"Do what?" I asked her, sliding two fingers into her pussy. I kissed her again, right on her asshole.

"Eat my ass," she said. "Heather-"

"I don't care what she does or doesn't do," I said. "I want to make you feel good in every way I can. So close your eyes and relax."

I went to work, fingering Cattie as I licked and sucked my way around her holes. Listening to her moan was hot, and feeling her ass and cunt muscles twitch as I fed her my tongue and fingers was gratifying because I knew I was getting to her again. I could hear Cassidy saying something to her, but was too preoccupied to listen in properly.

When Cattie was pushing in on another orgasm I redoubled my effort, using my other hand to slide the tip of my middle finger into her butt as I dropped my lips to her clit, worming my tongue into the little hiding place of her clit hood and prodding directly on her clit.

"Ooooh, fu-hucking hell," Cattie groaned as she started to come.

I didn't give her a chance to peak, let alone come down, before I was standing up and fucking my cock into her pussy. "Catelyn," I groaned at my re-entry into her.

"Robbie! Baby, Tiger, baby, fuck," she panted. "Just- holy fuck balls, Tiger- Don't- Give me- Fucking uuuuuuungh," she babbled her way into a second wave of the orgasm, clenching down on my cock as she fell forward.

I didn't want to give her a moment of rest. I was hard and ready to go, and I wanted to push her into another orgasm as quickly as I could. I grabbed her arms, holding her forearms, pulled her back onto me and started fucking her hard and fast. Her face was hanging in the air as she moaned wordlessly, her tits bobbing under her from the force of the fucking I was giving her.

She rolled out of her orgasm, having the wherewithal to grab my forearms back to steady herself. Cattie raised her head, flicking her hair back out of her face, and she looked over at Cassidy with a wanton look of rapturous focus. "He's so fucking good," she panted, her face twitching as she approached her next orgasm.

"The best," Cassidy said. She was leaning forward, chin on her hands again. I could tell she was fighting the desire to touch herself. "Always has been. He finds your buttons and plays them like an instrument."

"Best-" Cattie gasped, then hung her head low, her hair covering her face, and she moaned somewhere in her chest as she came again. I let go of her arms and they snapped forward like they were practically elastic, grabbing at the sheets above her head and clenching them hard.

Without waiting for her, I got my feet up on the edge of the mattress and started fucking down into her more. That made her gasp and start yipping a little, and her knees slowly went out from under her as I fucked her pelvis down towards the mattress until she was pressed against it, her legs splayed to the side like a frog and her ass clapping against my pelvis.

And even though I was quickly pushing her towards another orgasm, I felt this primal desire for her burning hot inside of me. Even though I was going balls deep into her over and over, I wanted more from her. I wanted her. I knew she wasn't mine but I wanted her to be.

I wanted to demand she admit whose pussy it was I was fucking. Who it belonged to now. She would moan my name, and promise me anything I wanted. She would say anything I wanted her to, and mean it.

But in the back of my mind, I knew Heather was on the other side of that wall. And I wanted her to know I was following through on that stupid fucking bet she demanded, but I didn't want to end their relationship. I didn't want to be that person.

So I kept my mouth shut, and Cattie yipped her way into another strong orgasm, maybe the strongest she'd had yet, and I pulled out of her before I went over the edge myself, grabbing my cock to try and squeeze my way to holding off.

It worked. Barely.

Chapter 88

Cattie was gasping, laid out on the bed, but I wasn't done. I reached under her and lifted her to her feet on the floor, turning so that I had her front pressed to the wall. She got her legs under her and knew what I wanted, and stuck her ass out for me.

I thrust back into her and she moaned happily, rocking her hips side to side as I rooted to the base, but then reached back and stopped me. "Hold on," she said. "Come with me." She pivoted the two of us, and I followed her without fully exiting her, just a few steps down the length of the bed and she bent over at the waist. This brought her face-to-face with Cassidy, and she braced her arms on the side of Cassidy's chair as she stared at her friend and my fiancee.

"Now fuck me," Cattie said, turning back to look at me over her shoulder. "Fuck me hard, Tiger. Use my pussy, slap my ass. Treat me like your cocksleeve for the rest of the night, OK? I got mine, now you get yours. I want you to."

I took a deep breath and nodded. "Alright," I agreed, planting my hands on her hips and thrusting into her once, hard, and holding there.

"You hear that, Cass?" Cattie asked rhetorically as she turned back to the woman in front of her. "This should be you, right? Being his everything. Being his cocksleeve, his cum bucket. His lover. God, his cock is magnificent. He's just fucking dominating my guts, stretching out my cunt perfectly. His hands on my ass, each spank he gives me is perfect."

"I know," Cassidy said quietly. Based on the look on her face she was equal parts turned on and sad. "He should have always been enough for me. Iwant that to be me again."

"But it isn't," Cattie said, her body bucking as I continued to fuck her at a faster pace. I was trying to ignore the verbal abuse Cattie was laying on Cassidy, but it was hard to. Part of me was cheering it on, part of me was hurting deeply for her. Part of me hurt for Cattie too, because I knew what she was saying was coming from her own experiences. The hurt from her parents divorce. Even the hurt from Heather that night. "You fucked up," Cattie continued. "You fucked up the perfect relationship, and this is your way of apologizing, right? What if I wanted him? What if I wanted to shack up with Robbie, and now here he was getting a shot at my premium bisexual pussy, more than happy to commit to him because of how great a person, and a fuck, he is?"

"He- I-" Cassidy said, clearly confused by the questions.

"Fucking hell," I grunted. I was plowing Cattie at a fast pace now, feeling her cunt ripple and squeeze as she gasped and moaned between her berating Cassidy.

"Are you his little cuckquean now?" Cattie asked. "Is that the life you want, the relationship you want?"

"No!" Cassidy said. "Well, maybe... I don't know any more. It's so fucking hot watching him with you, and the others. And he deserves you all, Cattie. He deserves you. And you deserve him, too. And I'm going to be apologizing for the rest of my life, but I just want to try and make up for even an inch of the betrayals and lies I heaped on us and if that means making sure he gets everything he deserves and wants, then Iwill be his cuckquean if that's what it takes."

"Cassidy," Cattie said more softly, and she reached out and cupped my fiancee's cheek as they looked into each other's eyes while I fucked Cattie from behind. "Babe..."

"Enough!" I said, pulling out of Cattie and stepping back. "Just stop, OK? Fuck!" I crawled over the bed and went to the washroom, closing the door behind me. My cock wanted more, but my head and my heart were feeling so fucking confused.

I looked at myself in the mirror, sweaty and flush from exertion. I could hear them talking out there, the soft murmur of their voices unintelligible. This whole situation was fucked up.

I loved Cassidy. I was hurt by Cassidy, but I loved her. I didn't want to spend my life hating her, or feeling hurt, or getting revenge. I didn't want to force her to watch me fuck other women for the rest of our lives together.

But I also wanted Cattie. Not in a lustful way. Well, notjust in a lustful way. I wanted to hold her, and kiss her when she was hurting, and celebrate big things with her. I wanted...

I wanted the same thing with her that I did with Becca. I wanted her to be in love with me. And it was so fucking wrong, but I wanted that with Wanda too. And maybe, the start of that desire was there with Ami. And Leia. And Zenya. Even Terra.

Cassidy had opened a door, and I wanted to fill my metaphorical house with all of these beautiful, special women.

But most of all I wanted my Cassidy back.

I felt the urge in my stomach to puke as I made these realizations. It came from disgust at myself, not for fantasizing about it, but for seeing that want and thinking that I could actually make it happen. That I could be the person to break apart relationships on demand. What was I, some sort of cult leader? Had my ego gotten so large, so quickly? Or was it really my anger and hurt and desire for revenge?

There was a soft knock on the washroom door, and it opened slightly. "Robbie?" Cassidy asked. "I'm coming in."

She didn't wait for me to respond, just waiting long enough to not hear me deny her or feel any pressure holding the door closed. Cassidy slipped inside, still wearing her sweater, and she rushed to hug me from the side. She squeezed and squeezed, burying her face into my arm.

"I love you, Robbie," she said quietly. "More than you could ever know."

I gave in and turned, pulling her to me as well and giving her a bear hug. "I couldn't listen to you like that," I said, speaking down into her hair as I held her. "I-"

"Shhh," she shushed me. "I know. God, Robbie, I know. Cattie and I were both going too far. We were caught up in the emotions of the moment."

"I'm sorry," Cattie said from the doorway. She was still naked and sweaty, looking at the two of us with trepidation.

"I am too," I said, and I held out an arm to extend the hug between Cassidy and I. Cattie clambered in, pressing her naked body to the two of us and hugging hard.

We held each other for a long time.

"I have an idea," Cassidy finally said.

"What is it?" I asked, a little worried about the concepts that my fiancee could come up with.

"Follow me," she said, taking mine and Cattie's hands and pulling us towards the bedroom and the bed.

It didn't take long. Soon Cass was naked, laying back and propped up by the pillows at the head of the bed. Cattie was between her legs, laying with her back to Cassidy's chest, her ass on the bed. I was kneeling between Cattie's legs, looking down at the two of them while they both fondled my cock back to hardness with their hands.

"We both love you," Cassidy said, looking up at me. "But right now I want you to make love to Cattie for me, Tiger. And I want to hold her while you do it."

"God, this is erotic," Cattie sighed, laying her head back on Cassidy's chest. "I love you both, too. You're my best friends."

I leaned down and kissed Cassidy, then kissed Cattie. And then in the weird missionary position, I entered Cattie again and slowly, sensually made love to her. We kissed a lot, but I kissed Cassidy a lot over her shoulder as well. I had to brace my arms on the bed to keep the position working, but they both were free with their own hands to explore me and each other.

It was intoxicating, feeling Cattie accepting me inside of her while I kissed Cassidy. Watching my fiancee massage the breasts of the woman I was fucking in such a loving way.

Watching Cattie turn her head back and give Cass a peck on the cheek.

"I love you both as well," I panted as I slid deep inside Cattie and held there. Her eyes were closed and her lips partially open as she was riding a sexual high. I released, coming inside of her again, and she exhaled in a long, smooth breath while Cassidy smoothed her hair back and whispered something in her ear.

Cattie blinked her eyes open as I started to pull out of her, and pulled me back in so that she could kiss me again, and then directed me wordlessly to kiss Cassidy as well.

Finally, I rolled to the side onto the bed. Somehow, the three of us managed to wiggle ourselves under the covers, and I ended up much as I had been that morning during our snuggle and nap with them both hugging me from either side. Only this time, all three of us were naked. And I wouldn't have changed a thing.

Chapter 89

"Good morning," Cattie said, smiling as I entered the washroom. I'd woken up to the sound of the shower going. It was still pitch dark outside, not even 3:30 in the morning, and I was feeling completely destroyed for energy.

"Good morning," I said, sitting down on the toilet seat and watching her through the glass as she washed her hair. She was using whatever product Cassidy had in there, and I was already starting to get hard just watching her naked body and knowing she was going to smell like my fiancee today. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel-" she stopped for a moment to rinse off her hair. "I feel OK. Well, physically I feel fucking achey, but gooey and warm as well. And totally zapped."

"That 2 AM blowjob might have been a factor," I pointed out. The three of us had fallen asleep just after 1 AM, but somehow Cattie had had the energy and the drive to wake me up with a blowjob under the covers in the dark. She'd played down there for almost twenty minutes before sucking a load out of me. I'd tried to offer her tit for tat, but she'd murmured not to, and she'd crawled back to resume her place next to me in the bed and fell asleep with her head on my chest. I'd followed her into sleep soon after.

"Fair," she grinned. "That may have been a little reckless in regards to us getting any sort of decent sleep."

"But that's just physical," I said. "How about the rest?"

"That's what I mean by OK," Cattie said. She shut off the shower and stepped out, running a wet finger down the bridge of my nose playfully as she grabbed a towel and started drying herself off. I took it from her and started doing it for her, which made her grin happily. "I'm worried, but notthat worried, if you know what I mean. Heather is still going to be pissed, but I needed to teach her this lesson if we're going to work out. She can't just treat me, or you and Cass, the way she did and expect to get away with it without repercussions. What we did wasn't cheating; she did it to herself. I plan on trying to reconcile that with her."

"Well, you know if you need to, you can come stay with Cass and me," I said. "Like last night, or just platonically." We'd said a lot of 'I love yous' last night, though the three of us knew it was a platonic infatuation with each other and not that we werein love or anything. Something wanted to react to that in my tired mind, something I felt like I was forgetting from my drunk, emotion-filled night when I'd reacted to Cattie and Cassidy near the end, but I didn't quite find it.

"I appreciate that more than you know," Cattie said, taking the towel from me and leaning down to kiss me softly. She hung up the towel and stood at the sink, grabbing Cassidy's hair dryer and brush and starting to dry her hair. She was naked, leaning over the sink slightly, which stuck her ass out just a bit.

There wasn't much point in denying what I wanted. I was already hard again from the shower, the drying, and just looking at her naked. I stood up and got behind her, shifting her wet hair from her neck and kissing it. She hummed happily, shifting to give me better access, and widened her stance a bit to help me get my cock into position. Soon I was inside of her again, fucking her slowly from behind as she dried her hair.

"Fuck, I really love seeing you two like this," Cassidy said, stepping into the washroom. She came up beside me and pursed her lips, asking for a kiss which I happily gave her. Then she kissed Cattie's upper arm and spun happily towards the shower. She was as naked as the other two of us, her bum bouncing playfully as she turned on the water to her liking and stepped in. "Seriously, you two. Carte blanche from my end all the way. If you ever want to fuck, you don't just have my permission, you have my encouragement."

I chuckled, and Cattie smiled and rolled her eyes.

Cassidy started soaping up her body. "Honestly though Cattie, you know he's the best fuck ever," she said. "I just wish I got to see him screw your ass as well. I really want to see that."

"Maybe next time, babe," Cattie said offhandedly.

"Next time?" Cass and I both said, raising our eyebrows.

"I- uh," Cattie stuttered. "You know what I mean.If this were to ever happen again, I'd be willing to do some butt stuff." She was still thrusting back at me as we casually fucked, but she lowered her arms and looked me in the eye through the mirror. "I definitely trust you enough for that."

"Ooooh, Cattie wants butt stuff," Cassidy teased from the shower.

"Want is different than willing," Cattie pointed out.

"We don't need to if you don't like it," I said, kissing her shoulder.

"I... didn't say that," she smiled and her cheeks flushed. "Now, Tiger, you've got two minutes to finish with me before I need to go throw on my clothes and go back and talk with Heather before the morning shoots. So fuck me good, but don't finish in me again. Take it over and get Cass to finish you with her mouth."

"Done," I said, and reached around her to palm her tits as I started to properly fuck her. It made the last of her hair-drying more difficult, and I probably squeezed two minutes into three, but eventually I was out of time.