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Chapter 118

Cassidy had known that Sherry was bringing a guy down for a hookup, but I wasn’t sure if Cattie knew. And one thing I was sure of was that the last time we’d talked about it Cattie had been worried about her little sister. So I could either just try to pretend I didn’t know, let them deal with anything that came of it, and skirt by without an issue… or I could do the right thing and interrupt the ‘Avoid Robbie’ bubble as briefly as possible to make sure she was aware.

It wasn’t really an option. I cared about Cattie, and I cared about what she wanted for her sister. Ginnie could bring every one of the college guys down to her room and have a gangbang if she wanted, and while I’d be a little put off by the display, I wouldn’t have a direct emotional response to it. But anything bad happening with Sherry would impact Cattie.

I climbed the steps and saw Cassidy and Ami settling down cross-legged on the astroturf deck in their foursome with Terra and Wanda. Wanda was still wearing her baseball cap and waved at me with a smile and a wink, which made Terra look over her shoulder and see me. She stuck out her tongue in a smile and waved as well… and I thought she would look cute in a hat, too.

God, the App was making me cocky in a way that made me uneasy.

Becca was sitting with Cattie and Heather over on the other boat, while Heels and Leia sat on the edge of the hot tub and watched the speed boat coming back into the bay. I crossed over and went up behind Becca’s chair, clearing my throat to get the group's attention. “Hey,” I said. “Sorry to interrupt and break the thing, but I just wanted to make sure you knew your sister went below deck with a guy, Cattie.”

“She did?” Cattie said, immediately sitting up and glancing around.

“I saw her go into her room with him,” I clarified. “I knew you would want to know, or I wouldn’t have- yeah.”

“Oh, it’s not a big deal, Cat,” Heather said, reaching over and rubbing Cattie’s arm. “If she wants some dick then she should get some dick. She’s a big girl.”

“Not that big,” Cattie retorted. “And she’s been drinking those daiquiris you made extra strong.”

“Just let her do her thing,” Heather sighed, rolling her eyes. “Sow her wild oats and shit.”

“You said they were in her room?” Cattie asked me, standing.

Heather sighed heavily and pursed her lips, glaring at me through her sunglasses.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “Do you want me to go with?”

“No, it’s fine,” she said. “I’ll just make sure she’s OK and sober enough to be making a proper decision.” She crossed over and looked like she wanted to hug me, but stopped short and put a hand on my upper arm. “Thank you for telling me.”

As she left to head down the stairs, Heather scoffed a bit. “Really?”

“Heather, I knew she would want to know,” I said.

“What, do you want to fuck her little sister, too?” she asked.

“Heather,” Becca said sternly, warning her.

That seemed to snap Heather out of it, at least for the moment. She blinked and then looked away. “I’m just saying, the girl is old enough to drink. She can make her own decisions about who she gives it up to. And you were supposed to back off.”

“I know,” I said with a frown. “And I would have done like Cattie asked but this felt more important than a brief interruption.”

“Then why are you still here?” Heather asked.

I just held up a hand to show I was backing off without trying to fight or make a deal of it, then walked away. I heard footsteps following me and glanced over to see it was Becca. She followed me over to the Pilot Cabin and the shade, and I saw the aforementioned daiquiris and poured myself one of the slushy drinks and took a sip. That immediately raised my eyebrows as the fumes hit my nose and the liquor hit my throat. “Holy shit that’s strong,” I said.

“Yeah, I could only handle half a glass,” Becca said. Then she hugged me. “You didn’t deserve that.”

“She didn’t deserve what happened last night,” I pointed out. “Well, not entirely. Just because she dug her own grave on it doesn’t mean we needed to bury her, make the headstone and then knock it over. I get why she’s mad.”

“You know, you might be too empathetic for your own good?” Becca asked. “But then again, I just keep finding new layers of what I like about you, and that’s one of them.”

I smiled and pulled her into a second, softer and more intimate feeling hug. “Cassidy said yes, by the way,” I told her. “We’re good for it to be just us.”

She closed her eyes and hugged me a little tighter, not saying anything but smiling. When we parted she kept that little smile on her face and we just chatted for a bit and I got to look at her.

“God, your beautiful,” I blurted out.

That made her little smile turn wider. “What brought that on?”

“I don’t know,” I said. “You just are. I like the way your hair looks a little windswept and peeking out from the cap. Your sunglasses fit your face perfectly and are perfectly styled with your outfit. I love all the different ways you smile.”

She rolled her eyes a little at the corniness but kept smiling. “No, please, keep going,” she laughed.

“Well, there’s your nose,” I said. “It’s just the perfect nose.”

She giggled, and I was about to keep going but some loud voices were coming from down by the speed boat. Becca and I looked at each other and immediately headed out to see if there was a problem.

Chapter 119

As Becca and I looked over the railing Leia and Heels were doing the same thing, all of us drawn by the loud voices.

Thankfully it looked like it was just some playful roughhousing. JC was down there, goofing off with a couple of the guys as they were swapping out the tubing rope for what looked like a handle for waterskiing.

What looked less good, at least to me, was the stance Zenya had as she was sitting and being chatted up by another of the college guys. She didn’t look like she was feeling threatened or anything, I just felt like judging by her body language she would rather just… not be talking to him. I had a feeling she’d gone out on the boat to enjoy the wind and the waves out of the open lake, and she was putting up with the guy trying to chat her up.

“Hey, Zen,” I called down. She looked up, shading her eyes despite her oversize sunglasses to see me in the glare of the afternoon. I waved her up. “Want to do that thing?”

It was a calculated ask that I’d developed over time at work. A customer who wasn’t being handsy or rude, but was clearly hitting on a staff member, needed to be handled delicately. Especially if they were a high roller. So ‘Hey, did you do that thing I asked you to do?’ was enough to give them an out if they wanted it. A waitress or dealer could say ‘Yeah, I got it done’ if they thought they were working towards a good tip, or they could say, ‘Oh, no, I forgot’ and they could get out of the situation without the customer feeling slighted.

Well, it usually worked anyways, but when it didn’t the customer was generally progressing from ‘mildly annoying’ to ‘a problem.’

Zenya, bless her, immediately caught on and stood up. “Yes!” she called. “I’ll be right up.”

I ducked back out from the railing so that she could make her excuses without the guy being able to interact with me or ask questions.

“That thing?” Becca asked.

“Total bullshit,” I said.

“Ah,” Becca smirked.

Zenya joined us on the top deck half a minute later, giving me a thankful look and squeezing my arm. She was in a full bikini with a pretty and colourful silky robe cover-up hanging loose from her shoulders. “Thank you,” she said. “That guy didn’t know when to stop talking.”

“No problem,” I said with a smile.

“I had a thought,” Becca said. “What if you did have a thing to do?”

“And what thing would I be doing?” Zenya asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Well, if you want to get in on the Massage Shoots, I think Cassidy isn’t busy but I could be the photographer. Do you have a white swimsuit to work with?”

“Oooh,” Zenya said looking excited. “I do want to get in on that, but I didn’t bring anything plain white. Do you think anyone might have something that would fit me?”

Zenya was one of the bigger girls on the trip with full hips and a broad chest. Heather was her closest option but I doubted she would be willing to help out if I was involved.

“I think Ami has a white bando top we could try, and then I know Leia has a white suit and I bet the bottoms would fit you,” Becca said.

“OK, cool. Let’s ask,” Zenya said and the two of them immediately went off to start piecing together the outfit.

“No one asked me if I was interested,” I muttered. Then snorted and rolled my eyes at myself. Who was I kidding, of course I was willing to massage another gorgeous woman.

I went and let Cassidy know what was going on and she grinned and nodded, pursing her lips for a kiss which I gave her. Then she played a card and Terra, her partner across their square, groaned and started to explain that she’d already been winning the play.

After a quick swimsuit change I went back up to the top deck and waited a couple of minutes for Becca and Zenya to arrive. When they did my eyes popped out a little bit as I saw Zenya in the piecemeal suit. It looked great, but…

“Dayum, girl,” Cassidy called from over at the group playing cards. “Did they turn the air conditioning on downstairs?”

Zenya laughed and covered her obviously pointy nipples with her fingers.

“If you’re not comfortable doing it with this suit, that’s OK,” I told her as the girls came over to where I had set up a towel on the back side of the hot tub from the card players. The angle of the boat meant the shade wouldn’t hit us as we worked, giving a clean ‘set’ for the photoshoot.

“It’s fine,” she said. “As long as Becca doesn’t make my nips the focus of the shot I can edit them out before I post anything.”

“OK,” I said, “if you’re sure.”

“Definitely,” she said and then winked before getting down on the towel. “Besides, I love my body. Why shouldn’t everyone else?”

I got down on my knees next to Zenya as she lay on her stomach and worked her through how the other shoots had gone - or at least the appropriate parts of them. She was just happy to be getting a full massage, and she fixed up her bright red hair in a white scrunchy to keep it off of her back and shoulders in a spray of a ponytail bun.

I started with her feet and moved up her legs. Zenya had naturally pale skin but she’d started to tan lightly over the last few days, warming her hue just a little bit without getting burnt. She was an interesting woman physically - curvy and soft in all the right ways, but under the curves I could feel a decent amount of muscle. I asked her how she kept so fit, which made her turn and smile at me and thank me for noticing. And then we spent the next few minutes with her talking about how she liked weight lifting and did some Brazilian jiu-jitsu for workouts because she hated standard cardio. As I got to her upper thighs she teased me by waggling her big butt at me.

“Take a feel,” she said, then turned to Becca. “Not for the camera, though.”

Becca gave a thumbs up, and I put my hands on Zenya’s ass and she flexed against them, her butt jumping under my hands.

“Jesus, that’s impressive,” I said. “I bet you can twerk like mad.”

“Oh, she can,” Becca smirked. “She keeps doing it at night when you and JC aren’t around.”

“I’m not trying to steal any husbands or boyfriends,” Zenya laughed.

“So you let him grab it?” Becca asked.

Zenya shrugged. “It was for science.”

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I moved on from Zenyas ass and up to her back, which was where she started getting a little more into it.

“Mmm, could you hit that spot again?” she asked as I found a little knot of tension closer to her side.

“Sure,” I said and worked the mirrored point on her other side as well.

“Ooh, shit,” she groaned, kicking her feet up a little bit.

“Damn, you’re carrying some tension there,” I said.

“Wait till you get to my shoulders,” she groaned.

“Noted,” I smirked, and worked the tense points until they were feeling smoother. I wasn’t a professional by any means but between what I knew and the Midas Touch from the App I could at least soothe her even if I couldn’t fix anything permanently.

I pushed up higher, doing my trick with my thumbs and her spine which made her moan happily and arc her back for a moment as she muffled herself with her arm.

“That was almost too good,” she grunted.

“Want me to do it again?” I asked.

She shook her head, so I didn’t, moving on up her back. I skimmed over the stretched fabric of the bando top and moved up to her shoulder blades and under her arms.

Zenya loved my massaging of her spine and the base of her neck where she had a little mandala tattoo with an all-seeing eye that was usually hidden by her thick hair.  What the redhead needed was my massaging of her shoulder blades and upper shoulders.

“Fuuuck,” she grunted through gritted teeth.

“Want me to stop?” I asked.

“N- No,” she shook her head. “I can tell this is actually helping.”

She was tense as hell, and she admitted it was both from stress and from carrying around her tits. They weren’t huge, but they were big enough that they were causing her problems if she didn’t go see her chiropractor - and chiropractors cost money and she was a freelance model so getting a great health insurance plan was out the window.

Zenya got loud enough that the girls playing euchre came over to look, thinking I was making her orgasm. Well, I was sure Wanda and Cassidy thought that at least. But I wasn’t, I was just working out a shitload of tension. By the time I was finished and had moved back to softly rubbing the base of her neck, Zenya was sweating and panting. Her shoulders were loose, but it had been a process.

“You want to keep going?” I asked her.

“Are you kidding me?” she asked, looking back at me with smudged makeup around her eyes from her squeezing them tight and watering a bit. “The worst part is over, now I can just enjoy your magic hands some more.

You have no idea.

I nodded and started down her arms, then got her to turn over and tried my best to ignore the fact that her large breasts seemed like they were going to pop out of the elasticy bando top at any moment. She loved the face massage to the point that I did the whole thing over again, and I could feel her apple cheeks rippling a little under my thumbs as she smiled broadly and enjoyed the feelings. I was sitting above her with her head resting in my lap, and as I moved down from her jaw to her neck she blinked open her big eyes and smirked at me a little.  “Ooh, choke me, Daddy,” she teased.

“Don’t tempt me,” I teased back and moved down to her upper chest. As I got closer to her breasts her breathing got shallower and her eyes dilated just a little. I stopped right at the of the bando, a could inch or two onto her cleavage and gave her the chance to say something. She didn’t, and so I slid around her body and softly massaged her ribs and down her soft torso and dramatic curves to her hips, then down onto the tops of her thighs.

“Could you do my waist again?” she asked me.

“Sure,” I said and straddled her thighs so that I could get a good even pressure and put my hands back on her waist.

“Higher?” she asked.

I slowly moved back up to her ribs, massaging the skin in slow circles with my thumbs.

“Higher?” she asked again, her voice getting quieter.

I was right up under her breasts now and moved towards her sternum. She breathed deeply and shivered a little under me.

“Higher?” she asked again. “Is that OK?”

I nodded. “Do you want me to double-check with Cassidy? I’m sure she’d say yes.”

Zenya glanced at Becca, who nodded. “She definitely would.”

“No pictures,” Zenya said.

Becca nodded again and lowered the camera.

Zenya reached down and slid my hands up onto the bando top, right onto her breasts. I softly massaged them, circling my hands closer to the big bumps of her nipples.

“Fuck it,” she moaned softly and then lifted the bando top over her tits and onto her upper chest, baring her breasts to me in a quick plop.

I didn’t say anything, I just took them in my hands and massaged the swathe of breast in my hands, running my thumbs over her nipples and then softly tweaking them. Her areolas were a little small for the size of her breasts but her nipples were wonderfully rubbery and erect with little dimples creasing each one.

She sucked in a breath when I slowly massaged out from her nipples, then back in squeezing her tits firmly until I reached back to her nipples again.

“Oh fuck,” she groaned. “I could-”

“Cover up,” Becca hissed quietly.

I let go of Zenya’s tits and pulled the bando top down over them, and not two seconds later the sound of laughing guys reached us as JC and the college guys came up onto the opposite top deck where they would have had an excellent view of us. Right after covering her I had dismounted from straddling Zenya and she fixed her top more.

“Fuck,” she said, her cheeks flushed down her neck and to her upper chest.

“Sorry,” I sighed.

“God, don’t be,” she said, sitting up. “That was amazing. But you better bet I’ll be asking Cassidy if I can get another massage this week.”

“I’d be happy to,” I said, winking and squeezing her thigh.

“Well, I’ll get you the pictures tonight, Zen,” Becca said. “But for now I think it’s time we get rid of the boys and start work on dinner.”

“Sure,” she nodded, then looked down and blushed all over again and looked at me. “Mind if I take your towel for now?”

I glanced down and saw she had a little dark spot between her legs. “No problem,” I said and helped her get covered with the towel around her waist as she stood up and headed for the stairs.

As Becca went to ask the college guys to head out I crossed back over to the other side of the hot tub to the card players.

“How’d it go?” Cassidy asked as I crouched behind her and hugged her.

“Good,” I simply said.

I could see the gears turning behind her eyes and the questions on her tongue, and I knew if Terra and Ami hadn’t been there she would have asked more. But she didn’t and settled for kissing my cheek, and then kissing my lips, before the girls complained that she was supposed to be dealing. And that they weren’t getting kisses.

It was a hard life, giving each of them a peck on the lips as well.

Chapter 121

I hung out with the girls, watching them play cards until the dinner bell was metaphorically rung - well, more correctly until I was asked to help bring the food up onto the top deck. Dinner was grilled chicken on big, hearty garden salads with a mess of different toppings that would have made a buffet salad bar proud.

Not my thing, but the ladies loved it.

When Terra saw my plate with a little bit of salad a two full chicken breasts worth of strips she laughed and showed me she’d done the same thing. We finished filling our plates at about the same time, Cassidy right behind me, and the three of us broke off from the main group that was hovering around where Cattie and Heather were sitting.

I hadn’t seen Sherry, but Terra and Cass did let me know that Cattie had come up about five minutes after I’d spoken with her and, while she and Heather had argued quietly for a few minutes, things seemed to have settled down.

So Terra, Cass and I avoided the awkwardness of joining the Heather group and decided to grab seats down on the lower porch area of the Couples Boat, sitting on the edge with our feet dangling in the nice and cool water of the lake.

“Where’s your boy?” Cassidy asked Terra as we set in to eating. “I thought he’d be starving for you and food after the afternoon he had.”

Terra sighed heavily. “You’d think,” she said. “He went to take a nap. Said he didn’t want to pass out at the end of the night if we played another game or something.”

“Well, at least he had fun, right?” I asked.

“Well, yeah,” Terra said. “And I don’t want to hold that against him. I mean, it’s kind of lucky we’ve met these guys because you’re great, Robbie, but you’re definitely not a guy’s guy.”

“To be fair, he’s just not a classic jock’s guy,” Cassidy said. “Robbie gets on with all sorts of guys.”

“You know what I meant,” Terra rolled her eyes and smiled.

“Sports,” I grunted in a silly voice, pumping my fist.

“Exactly,” she said. Then she flung her head back and looked up at the covering of the porch. “Fuck, maybe I’m just horny.”

Cassidy snorted. “Babygirl, if it was just that you know how to handle it.”

“True,” Terra giggled. “I did bring my friend Bruce.”

“Is Bruce a big boy?” Cassidy smirked.

“No- Well, yes, but not that way. Bruce is my magic wand,” Terra said.

“Oooh, nice,” Cassidy said. “I thought about getting one of those, but I’ve got myself a Robbie and he isn’t ever away long enough for me to need it.”

“Lucky,” Terra laughed.

I just shook my head at the banter. Right up until Terra turned to me. “OK, I want the story. How did you end up skinny dipping this afternoon?”

“You didn’t hear?” I asked.

“Well, yeah. But I want the story,” Terra said.

“Fine, fine,” I said and quickly told her about making bets with Leia and how they escalated.

“What was it like?” she asked me.

“Skinny dipping?”

“Yeah, I’ve never actually done it. I mean, I’ve been almost naked on photoshoots, and I’ve changed clothes in front of strangers on a professional level. But I’ve never just, like, gotten naked in a public place,” she said.

“Well, it’s kind of fun in an exhilarating kind of way,” I said. “But, I mean, I was a swimmer all my life so I’ve done it more than a few times.”

“You’ve done it more than once this trip,” Cassidy reminded me.

“True,” I said. “Someone had me skinny dipping during the Marco Polo game.”

“You know, we could do it right now,” Cassidy said. “Everyone is busy eating, and at least most of them are over on the other boat.”

“No, we couldn’t,” Terra said, obviously thinking the opposite.

“I’ll do it if you do it,” Cassidy said. “So will Robbie.”

Terra looked at me, hope in her eyes, and I chuckled and nodded. “Ok, let’s do it,” she laughed.

The three of us set our plates back from the edge and quickly started stripping down. I noticed Terra hesitated for a second before pulling off her bikini bottoms but went full ahead when she saw me and Cass doing it.

Terra was a sexy, athletic woman. She was almost entirely flat in the chest with beaded little ruddy nipples, her skinny torso and shoulders super lean with muscle and her arms looking a bit bigger with her obvious work at weightlifting. But her slim hips belied a firm, perky ass that was all muscled glutes and thighs that were made for running and gymnastics. She quickly tied her hair up with an elastic and then Cassidy grabbed her hand, and she grabbed mine.

“Ready?” she asked.

“One, two, three!” Cassidy counted us down and we jumped in the water.

When we surfaced both girls were laughing and Cassidy swam over to me and kissed me. Then she turned and splashed at Terra, who splashed back and laughed, and Cassidy tugged at her and pulled her toward us.

“I can’t believe we’re naked in the middle of a lake,” Terra giggled.

“I can,” Cassidy said, sticking out her tongue playfully. “Nice ass, by the way.”

“Thanks,” Terra said, then looked down at Cassidy’s breasts just below the water line. “Nice tits.”

“Thanks,” Cassidy grinned, and then she reached down and grabbed Terra’s butt. That sparked Terra to bark a soft laugh and poke Cassidy in the boob, and Cassidy made another grab at Terra but she swam away playfully and collided with me. Our legs tangled for a moment and I felt my cock, semi-hard, press against her hip.

“Oh, hey,” she laughed.

“Hey,” I said.

Then she grabbed my face and kissed me, breaking away almost immediately as she laughed and turned to swim away. I grabbed her ankle and pulled her close, her back pressing to my chest as I got a hand under her butt and lifted her. I didn’t have any leverage under me since we were treading water but I still got her partially out of the water as I tossed her. And also got a feel of her ass.

We goofed off for another minute, and I got another kiss from both of them before we headed back to the porch and pulled ourselves out of the water. As we stood there quickly drying ourselves off Terra took a long look at my cock and then reached over and tapped it with a finger. “Nice tackle,” she said with a smirk.

“I’m glad a fish didn’t think so,” I said, making her laugh.

When she turned to grab her bikini bottoms are gave her a spank, making her whoop in surprise and turned back to me. I shrugged. “Fair is fair.”

She shrugged as well, crinkling her nose cutely, and turned around and pulled up her bottoms as I watched, making sure to pull them up tight and then use her fingers to flatten them out over her cheeks.

“Damn, girl. You are horny,” Cassidy giggled, reaching over and pinching her nipple lightly.

“Maybe I am,” Terra laughed, swatting Cassidy’s hand away and then poking her in the boob.

We finished dressing and then finished our dinner, no one else on the boat any the wiser that we’d been skinny dipping.

Chapter 122

I ended up helping clean up dinner while Cassidy went to get ready for her Golden Hour shoot. She’d told me she was going to help out Wanda with whatever she was doing, but that had developed into Cassidy putting together a Velma outfit by borrowing some stuff from the other girls while Wanda would be Daphne.

It was amazing what a couple of decent wigs and some generic props could do when put together with a vaguely appropriate shirt.

Becca had sent off most of the other girls who usually helped with the meals so that they could get some free time and time to prep for their own evening shoots. That left the two of us packing away food and washing dishes together in the Singles Boat, similar to that first time we’d kissed and Becca had let me know she was interested in me.

It was domestic, but for some reason I just felt comfortable. We worked well together, slipping around each other with an ease as we washed and dried and put the various containers and utensils away. The only interruptions we had were a couple of the girls coming out to ask our opinions on make-up or costumes. Leia wanted to show me the foamcore armour bikini top she was using. Ginnie came out to ask to borrow Becca’s emergency sewing kit. Zenya asked us both if we liked the makeup on her left or right eye, both of them done up differently - we weren’t any help because I liked the left and Becca liked the right, splitting the vote.

Then Sherry came out and started to ask Becca something and stopped mid-sentence when she realized I was there. I turned and saw that she had a big hickey right on her collarbone.

She flushed, but grit her teeth and asked if Becca had a concealer that could work. Becca apologized that she didn’t, and Sherry went looking for someone else who could help.

“I’m not wasting my expensive shit on her poor choices,” Becca mumbled under her breath.

“So are you saying that I can leave one of those on you?” I asked quietly.

Becca shot me a little grin as if she liked the idea, but then scowled. “Don’t you dare,” she said, wagging her finger at me and making me laugh.

When all the food and dishes were packed away, I tugged on her hand and she stepped close to me so that I could lean down and kiss her softly. She reached up and brushed her finger along my jaw, but pulled away. “I’m looking forward to this so bad,” she whispered.

“Me too,” I smiled.

“Let’s move the boats over now, and then once they’re all gone I want to meet you on the top deck,” she said.

“Really?” I asked. I’d been expecting her to want to meet in her room, or mine and Cassidy’s.

“Mhmm,” she hummed and nodded. “I want to make love to you under the sunset. And no one else should be nearby.”

“OK,” I said, holding her by the hips and kissing her again. “See you soon.”

We parted and both headed up to the Pilot's Cabins of our houseboats, turning over the engines so that they thrummed to life and then navigating them over towards the stone outcropping on the low side of the bay we’d parked in. It would take a lift up but the girls could all get up to the plateau and desert from there.

With that done, and the engines off and us anchored, I went back below deck to find Cassidy. She was in the washroom applying makeup when I walked in and was wearing a cute orange hoodie and a pair of her tight jeans, and had a brown bob wig on.

“Who are you and what have you done with my fiancee?” I asked with a smile from the door.

“Surprise, it’s me,” she said, grinning at me through her reflection in the mirror.

“Did you get everything figured out with Wanda?” I asked.

“Mhmm,” she nodded. “We should be set. You know she’s been wet all day, excited for tonight? I think the fact that you haven’t teased her once was actually one big tease.”

I smirked. “I didn’t even plan it that way.”

She finished with her eyes and then put on a big pair of fake round glasses and posed in the mirror.

“Cute,” I said.

“I think I should do a couple of fake freckles,” she said, considering herself.

“Does Velma have freckles?” I asked.

She shrugged and turned, stepping to me and wrapping her arms around my waist. “I don’t know, Tiger,” she said.

“Want to talk about tonight?” I asked her.

She nodded and led me by the hand to the bed and we both sat on the edge, and she didn’t let go. “I’m not going to lie, I’m a little nervous,” she said. “But I still want you to do it, OK?”

“OK,” I said. “You can say no and stop any time you want. I’d rather not hurt Becca, but if it’s you or her then I choose you every time.”

She smiled and I could tell she was about to get teary, and she realized it too and she lifted her face up and started fanning to try and dry her eyes, making me laugh.

“It’s not funny!” she said. “I just finished.”

Once she wasn’t at risk of turning herself into a raccoon with smudged makeup she sighed and took my hands again. “You need to do your very best for her, Tiger,” she said. “I don’t know the full story, and I’m pretty sure no one does, but I think Becca needs this a lot. Maybe more than us. Make love to her like I know only you can, OK?”

“OK,” I agreed. “And, just so we’re clear, I’m still deeply in love with you.”

“I’m deeply in love with you too,” she said softly. Then she got a playful look on her face. “Now, tell me about the shoot with Zenya. What happened? It sounded like you were killing her when you were doing her shoulders.”

“Well, the part you missed before that was when she had me grab her ass,” I said.

“Well that’s a good start, she’s got a juicy booty,” Cassidy grinned.

“You don’t know the half of it,” I said. “But the real naughty part happened when I was just finishing up her front…”

Chapter 123

JC, who even though he’d apparently been napping still looked fresh and ready to go for the shoot he was supposed to do Cattie and Heather for an Adams Family thing (apparently he was going to be Thing and they would edit out his arm), helped me get the ladies lifted up onto the rock shelf. It was funny when I noticed the obvious split and the milling around - some of the girls were waiting for me to do the lifting. Wanda was the first, letting Ginnie go ahead of her as she ‘waited’ for Cassidy, then making sure that I lifted her by the ass so she could swing a leg up onto the shelf. Ami was the next one, skirting around Heather, Cattie and Sherry who pointedly didn’t want my help.

Well, Cattie smiled over to me and mouthed ‘sorry,’ but she still went to JC considering the circumstances.

Lifting Ami was less me doing work and more her climbing me like a tree, standing on my shoulders and then hopping up onto the shelf. Getting her bin up to her was more difficult.

Heels didn’t care either way who helped her and she ended up going with JC, at which point Terra trotted up to me and asked me to help her out. She winked at me as I got ready to lift her, and she paused a moment in the middle of the lift to reach down and adjust my hand more fully on her ass before standing up fuller and climbing up.

That left me shaking my head.

Leia and Zenya both needed JC and I to help at the same time - Leia because she had several pieces to her costume armour including an elaborate headpiece and axe, and Zenya because while she was a weightlifter she wasn’t very graceful and was scared of falling if we didn’t both help keep her steady.

Finally I helped JC up, and then it was just me and Cassidy on deck.

“Have fun, Tiger,” she whispered and kissed me, then I helped her up and JC took her hands from above to help her up.

“Why the fuck didn’t we do it that way from the beginning?” I asked. “That was the easiest one.”

JC just made a big shrugging gesture because we both felt stupid for doing things the hard way. “You not coming with?”

“Nah,” I said. “I need a nap.”

“Hah, alright dude,” he said. “Should have taken a nap earlier when I did. Perfect timing.”

Not so much, I thought, Terra’s naked form dancing in my head for a moment.

With everyone quickly clearing out to find their shoot locations before Golden Hour kicked in, I wandered back onto the topdecks and ‘casually’ watched to make sure everyone cleared out of the area of the boats. Thankfully they did.

When Becca came up from below deck she was wearing a long brown trenchcoat that almost completely covered her. Her silvery blonde hair was down and her makeup was done tastefully.

“Hi,” she said with a little nervous smile.

“Hi,” I said, and went to her and kissed her tenderly. “I’ve got to ask, why do you have a full trench coat with you on the trip?”

“It’s a long story,” she chuckled. “But the short version is I lost a bet last trip and I have to shoot an Inspector Gadget cosplay this trip. I’ve got the Go-Go-Gadget arms and everything.”

“That’s cute,” I laughed. “I can’t wait to see it.”

“Sure you don’t want to see what’s under her now?” she asked, quirking an eyebrow playfully.

“I think I can wait on the Gadget costume,” I said.

She led me over to the hot tub and had me lean against it, then backed up and put her hands on the tie of the trenchcoat.

“Robbie, before we do this, I-” she took a deep breath. “I just want to say thank you. It’s been a long time for me and I haven’t felt like this for a guy, or anyone, for a long time.”

“I’m glad I can be this for you, and as much as you need and want,” I said.

Becca pulled the waist tie of the trench coat apart, then let the coat open up and fall down her arms to the floor.

“Wow,” I breathed out, letting my wonder at her show as much as I could. “You are absolutely stunning.”

Becca had dressed in lingerie under the trenchcoat, and she’d gone all out. I’d kind of been expecting her to be naked, but I liked this a lot better. Her bra was red velvet with black lace trimming that cupped her breasts it a nice amount of cleavage without overdoing the effect. Her panties matched, the main part the crushed velvet and the waist a wide black band of black lace that hugged her hips perfectly. She was also wearing black thigh-high stockings that matched the back accents of the underwear and were held up by a black garter belt. And somehow, even with all of the sexy of the underwear, it was her neckpiece that made me the hardest because of the gothic beauty. It was a lace choker that mimicked a high-ish collar and came down in a wedge on her chest, the lowest part dangling a couple of little black tassels between the swell of her cleavage. She’d even matched her lipstick to the colour of the crushed velvet, and her eyes to the black lace.

“You like it?” she blushed.

“Becca, I could be stone-cold dead and I’d still feel my heart pounding and my gut fluttering,” I said.

“I’ve been thinking about doing sexier, artsy shoots more,” she said, biting the inside of her lip as she smiled at your compliments. “I just didn’t know who I could do them with since I don’t like working with photographers I don’t know. I almost didn’t pack this.”

“Well, I’m so grateful you did,” I said and stepped to her. I cupped her cheeks in my hands and kissed her softly and let it turn into more without adding tongue.

“Make love to me, Tiger?” she asked me, breathing softly as she placed her hands on my chest and looked up into my eyes with a yearning I’d only ever seen in Cassidy before now. “I want you.”

Chapter 124

I picked up Becca in my arms and slowly lowered her to the ground. After hearing that she’d wanted to have sex up on the top deck I had surreptitiously made sure there were some towels around and had spread them out. The astroturf wasn’t tough on feet or to sit on, but I didn’t want to know what friction would be like on it.

She wrapped her arms around my shoulder as I lowered her down, clinging to me and kissing me soft and slow until her butt touched the ground and she slowly let herself sprawl out. She stretched like a cat, watching my eyes and expression as I watched her, grinning at how much I was appreciating everything she did.

I leaned down and kissed her again, one hand on the smooth skin of her side and the other on the side of her neck and wrapping my fingers into her hair. This time we added tongue - not overloaded and making out, but a balanced touch.

“God, you’re amazing,” I said when we broke for a breath.

“No, you’re amazing,” she said. “I feel like I’m vibrating all over. I don’t know if my pussy has ever been this wet or my nipples this hard.”

I kissed her again, soft and quick. “So, right now, what I want to do is peel these panties off of you with my teeth and then settle between your beautiful thighs and lick you until I can taste your orgasm again,” I said. “And do that over and over again. But we’re on a timeline. So I want to know what you want.”

She stroked her fingers over my chest and smiled. “That sounds so fucking wonderful, but we’ve already done oral and it was amazing. I can’t wait to do it again, to suck your gorgeous cock, but I need you inside me more.”

I kissed her, then down her neck as she stretched and tilted her chin to give me full access, then down into her cleavage. I nuzzled my face against the soft velvet of her lingerie briefly, then kissed down her stomach until I reached the garter belt and panties. She had, thankfully, put the panties on over the belt straps and I quickly hooked my fingers in the waist and pulled them down.

Becca lifted her ass to help me keep them off of her, then spread her legs for me and ran her fingers over her labia. It looked like she’d freshly shaven herself earlier in the day and she was perfectly smooth, her little clit hood a soft point poking out invitingly. I leaned down and gave her one long lick, ending with a tease of her clit with the tip of my tongue that made her shiver. Then I knelt back and sat on my heels as I pulled off my shirt and my swimsuit, my cock bouncing up already at maximum hardness.

“Hello there,” Becca said, reaching down and stroking my cock with her fingers. “Nice to see you again.”

She made me chuckle with the look on her face and I lowered myself back down over her, kissing her as she continued to stroke me for a long moment. Then she spread her legs wider and tugged my cock down and into position, and without breaking our kiss my head slid through her lips and inside of her.

“Ooh, yes,” she sighed happily, curling her fingers softly between us in reaction to the feeling of me entering her.

“Oh, Becca,” I moaned. “Oh, you feel so amazing.” And she did. Entering her was like a warm, familiar hug as her pussy quickly adapted to my cock being inside of her.

“Do that again?” she asked.

“Do what?” I asked back, slowly thrusting the top half of my cock in and out of her.

“Pull out and push into me again,” she said.

I pulled all the way out and slowly humped my cock against her mound and lips, grazing the underside against her clit hood, before moving back into position and entering her.

“Oooooof boy,” she said, accenting the boy like a pop. When I entered her Becca’s eyelids twitched and her breath caught in her throat.

“You like that feeling?” I asked her quietly.

“God, yes,” she nodded.

I did it again, pulling all the way out for a moment before slowly sliding back into her again. She hummed happily as soon as I was inside of her and the tone warbled as I slid in deeper.

“Go all the way,” she whispered, and I did so, pushing as deep as I could as she wrapped her legs around my back. I sat there, deep in her pussy as we breathed deeply and held each other. Then she wriggled and reached behind her, unsnapping the bra and pulling it off and pulling me down on top of her. “I love the feel of you on me,” she whispered.

“I love the feel of you under me,” I whispered back with a smile.

She laughed softly, and then we began to fuck. It was slow and sensual. She held my hands and we kissed. When I rolled us over she groaned happily and began rolling her body, sitting up straight so I could see her breasts. She reached to the sky in a languid stretch and then started to pick up her pace a bit, and I met her movement with my own. Her breasts wobbled wonderfully as we had sex, and then she fell forward onto me and kissed me hard as she came. It wasn’t as hard as she had when we did the photoshoot, it was slow and simmering like the sex we were having.

When it was done she slid off of me and knelt between my legs, running her tongue around the base of my cock and then up the shaft to swirl around the head. She smiled cutely with a little smirk as she did that, and I couldn’t help but match it with one of my own.

Without a word she laid down on her stomach and I mounted her from behind, sliding into her easily but oh so snugly, and I thrust down into her as we held hands again.

The sun was golden, and then orange, and then red above us as the Golden Hour seeped by until half the sky was a dark blue fading into black.

“Cum inside me,” Becca breathed. I was on top of her in missionary again, one of her legs pressed between us and her other thrown wide to the side. “Finish me properly. Make love to me.”

I kissed her, and then sped up my thrusts just a touch. She bit the skin of her knee between her teeth lightly as we locked gazes, and then as I came she closed her eyes and rolled her body as she came as well, our bodies in sync as our spirits soared together in mutual pleasure.

When I was finished, my cock still hard, I pulled out of her and then pushed back in, doing that over and over as I stirred my cum inside of her and extended her orgasm by jolting her with that feeling she loved so much. Finally she put a hand on my chest to stop me, and I did, rolling over so that she was laying on top of me.

And then Becca rested her head on my chest and sniffed hard, and I looked down and saw she was silently crying.

“Shhh,” I soothed her, rubbing her back. “It’s OK. I know. It’s a lot. I know. I feel it too.”

By the time the others were coming back and thumping down as the reckless ones dropped to the top deck Becca was stepping out of her shower in her room and I was washing myself off in mine, and no one who wasn’t supposed to know could tell that something had happened.

Chapter 125

I was just getting dressed in my sweatpants and a tank top when Cassidy came into our room.

“Hey,” she said, giving me a curious look like she was trying to judge how I was. “How did it go?”

“It was-” I shook my head and shrugged. “It was special. I don’t know how else to put it.”

She entered the room fully and shut the door, then came and sat next to me on the bed and curled her legs up under her. “Did she enjoy it?”

“I think so,” I said. “Most of it, at least. We really didn’t have enough time for me to do everything I wanted.”

Cassidy smiled at that and patted my hand before holding it. “You’ll get the chance.”

“Things got complicated at the end, or after,” I said. “She broke down a bit in the aftermath and I held her through it. Then we were running out of time and had to rush to clean up so I didn’t get to check in with her.”

“So it was really good for her,” Cassidy smirked softly. “Good job, Tiger. What about for you? How are you feeling about it?”

“I-” I had to take a breath to centre my thoughts. “I just feel more of this morning, and I feel guilty for that.”

She shifted closer to me on the bed, sitting on her knees as she hugged herself around my shoulders. “I know, Robbie. It’s OK.”

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” I sighed.

“Just be you.”

We sat for a long minute, then I turned and hugged her back and we slid down to lying on the bed. “How was the photoshoot?” I asked.

“Good. I think we got some cute pictures. Nothing like this morning, but decent,” she said. “Wanda was distracted the whole time though. You’ve really got her stewing.”

I chuckled and shrugged a little. “I should talk to her.”

“You should bend her over, pull down her pants and fuck her,” Cassidy said.

“That might be a tad aggressive, Cass.”

“Well, I think she’d like it,” Cassidy said. “I know I would.” Then she quickly added, “When you’re ready, obviously. I’m not trying to rush you.”

“I know, baby,” I said, squeezing her a little. “Do you know what’s going on tonight? I assume Heather isn’t trying to run a game after the way the last two went for her.”

“Hmmhmm, no,” Cassidy hummed a chuckle. “I think I heard the girls talking about doing a pyjama movie night.”

“OK,” I said. “That sounds nice and relaxing, and I could use that before tonight-tonight. Did they say what movies?”

She shook her head, then wriggled a little closer to me. “I love you, you know. And I’m still so sorry.”

“I know,” I said and kissed her on the nose. “And I still love you so much.”

Cassidy got up to change and wipe off her makeup while I went out to look for Wanda. I ended up finding her just across the hall in her room, though Heels was in there with her. Wanda was wearing a cotton pair of bootie shorts and an oversized hoodie with ‘State Champs!’ on it, while Heels was lounging in a full-on plaid onesie complete with booty feet.

“Hey, how’d the shoots go?” I asked to try and camouflage my reason for being there.

“Really good,” Wanda said, turning to me with a big smile. “Cassidy looked super cute, and so did I, I think.”

“Well, I wouldn’t expect anything less from you two,” I said. “How about you, Heels?”

“Hmm?” she said, looking up from her phone. “Oh, it went alright. Honestly, I’m running out of ideas of what to do in the desert. My usual content is like… selfies and mirror selfies in my underwear. Or my face covered in a load of cum. Doing all this fancy stuff is exhausting.”

“And she makes almost half again as much as I do most months,” Wanda sighed.

Heels shrugged. “Work smarter, not harder.”

She was already looking at her phone again so I made a motion with my head out towards the lounge and Wanda nodded, then followed me a few seconds later. We barely made it into the kitchen before Wanda grabbed my hand and pressed herself to my front, eagerly going on her toes to snag a kiss from me.

“Well, I guess that means you’re still interested,” I smiled.

“And all yours, just like I promised,” she said, still pressed close with a little eager smile as she held my hands in hers and looked up into my eyes. “Honestly, I was expecting you to tease me more today.”

I decided to turn on the character she wanted from me just a touch. “I play with my toys when and how I want,” I said, reaching down and grabbing one of her ass cheeks hard. “Do you have a problem with that?”

“No,” she gasped, still grinning and shaking her head.

“OK,” I said and let go of her and bent to kiss her softly. “I wanted to do a check-in with you, but it seems like you’re all in.”

“Oh, definitely,” Wanda nodded.

“Any reservations?” I asked.

She shook her head.

“OK,” I said. “Do you know anything about the movie thing tonight?”

“We’re watching Gone Girl over here, and I think they said they were watching Legally Blonde over on the Singles Boat,” she said.

I winced. “Any idea where Heather and Cattie will be?”

Wanda screwed up her lip for a moment. “Here, I think,” she said. “Terra told me about earlier, by the way. God, I wish I heard you tear into her. That would have been awesome.”

“It didn’t feel awesome at the time,” I said. “But it needed to be done.”

“I know you asked me, but I just want to double-check…” she said. “How are you feeling about tonight? Like, you and Cassidy? Are you good, should we wait to see?”

“We’re all good,” I said, reassuring her with a squeeze of our clutched hands. “Cassidy is looking forward to it, and so am I. You are a really special woman and I can’t wait to give you everything you want.”

“Mmmm,” she hummed softly. “See, that’s the kind of stuff that is the opposite of what I want, but hit exactly where I needed it to. If you can hit a balance on the toy stuff and the really heartfelt I’m going to just fucking melt.”

“Noted, and I’ll start planning,” I said, and hugged her to me.

Chapter 126

After talking with Wanda and promising to let her know where I would end up watching the movie, I went up to the top deck hoping to look for Becca. She wasn’t around up there, nor was anyone else, so I went down to the back door of the Singles Boat and opened the sliding door.

“Hey, I’m coming in don’t be naked!” I called loudly. I was just stepping inside when Ginnie jumped out from her room - facing away - totally naked and wiggled her butt at me before giggling ferociously and scampering back into her room and slamming the door, behind which I could hear the cackling of Leia and at least one other person.

Even though the houseboats were matched in size there were only three rooms on this one and the kitchen was larger, which was why the girls had been doing most of the meal prep on the Singles Boat. I knew Ginnie and Leia were rooming together in one but wasn’t sure about who was with who in the others. I stopped at the first door, which was closed, and knocked.

“One sec!” a voice called from inside, and then Zenya opened the door with a towel wrapped around her. “Oh! She said in surprise and closed the door a bit more.

“Sorry,” I said. “Just looking for Becca?”

“Other room,” she said, nodding her head down the hall. Then she hesitated and glanced behind her, then she let the front of her towel fall open and flashed me one of her boobs before quickly fixing the towel back in place and winking.

‘Whose in there?’ I mouthed.

‘Sherry,’ she mouthed back, rolling her eyes.

I winced and shrugged by way of a commiserating apology. Zenya pursed her lips and shrugged slightly, then closed the door. I went down the short hall to the next door and gave it a quick knock.

Becca opened the door, looking fresh and clean. “Hi,” she said, smiling a little nervously and looking up at me. Then she opened the door wider to show me that Cassidy was already inside the room, sitting on the corner of the bed.

“Sorry, Tiger,” my fiancee said. “Beat you here.”

I sighed and chuckled. “It’s alright,” I said and focused back on Becca. “I’d like to talk quickly, just touch base, when we find the time.”

“OK, I’d like that,” Becca said.

Behind her, Cassidy was making a big grabbing gesture and mouthing ‘kiss her!’

Becca was startled when I sighed and shrugged at her, then surged forward and took her face in my hands and kissed her hard while kicking the door shut behind me.

“Mmm!” she squealed in surprise, but then she was holding onto me and kissing me back.

I finally broke apart, both of us gasping for breath. “Sorry,” I said. “I just needed to do that.”

Becca took another breath and looked over at Cassidy, who was grinning widely. And then she launched herself back at me, wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms around my shoulders as she started kissing me again. I was backed up into the wall by the momentum and ended up with my hands on her ass to keep her up.

“Sorry,” she gasped after that kiss ended. “I just needed to do that.”

That made me laugh, which set her to giggling and Cassidy grinning ear to ear. I let Becca down to her feet and stepped to the door. “I’ll check in later,” I said.

“OK,” she nodded, and went back to the bed to sit next to Cassidy and continue their conversation.

I slipped out of the room and almost ran into Ami, who was coming down the corridor.

“Oh!” she said, “Hi.” And then she tilted her head as she clocked that I was coming out of her room.

“Cassidy and I were talking with Becca,” I explain. “Cass is still in there, just FYI. How did your shoot go?”

“Good, thanks,” Ami smiled. “You should have come out, I was wearing a shorter dress this time and I think you would have liked it. My legs looked awesome.”

“You always look awesome,” I said. “Even in your PJs.”

She blushed a little as she glanced down at herself. She was wearing a worn-out shirt that looked like it had been her high school athletic wear at some point and the high-waisted sweatpants she’d been wearing earlier. It was also fairly obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Thanks,” she said, looking up. “But tomorrow I’m going to wow you on our date. I hope you’re ready.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” I said and then took the risk to slowly bend down to her and give her a soft kiss on the lips. She tilted her chin up to meet me and pressed a little into the kiss. When I pulled back she was smiling, but glanced over her shoulder to make sure none of the other women on the boat had caught us. “Which movie are you planning on watching?” I asked.

“Gone Girl, definitely,” she said. “Legally Blonde isn’t my style.”

“Well, enjoy,” I said. “I’ll be over here.”

Ami looked like she wanted to ask why, but realized quickly. Everyone knew about the situation at this point. “Maybe I should give Legally Blonde a try,” she said.

“Don’t put yourself through that,” I chuckled and hugged her. “Enjoy a good movie.”

“OK, if you’re sure,” she said, hugging me back.

We ended up heading to the kitchen together and started making up big bowls of popcorn, and were soon joined by a fully-clothed Zenya. By the time Becca and Cassidy came out of the room they found us with every big bowl we could find in the kitchen filled to the brim. Becca just laughed and thanked us for jumping on it and went to set up the movie in the lounge area while Cass helped carry half the popcorn over to the Couples Boat with Ami. Zenya hung around chatting with me - well, lightly flirting, if I was picking up what she was laying down - so I didn’t get a chance to talk to Becca before the rest of the girls were filtering out of their rooms and moving between the two boats and everyone was deciding where they would sit.

Cattie and Heather never showed up on the Singles Boat, and Sherry went over to the Couples Boat, so it looked like I was stuck watching Legally Blonde. Again.

Cassidy just giggled at my predicament because it was one of her favourites.

Chapter 127

The Legally Blonde showing ended up being me and Cassidy, along with Becca, Terra, Zenya, Wanda and Leia. The group had split evenly with the six other girls and JC over on the other boat to watch the thriller instead of the dated comedy. The only real surprise for me was that Terra had come over instead of sticking with JC.

Then I found out that, much like my fiancee, Terra held a secret guilty pleasure for the movie.

The couch got filled up quickly, and Cassidy ended up pulling me to sit on the floor in front of her, spreading her legs so I could sit with my back to the couch, and as the opening roar of the MGM lion and the so-90s beat of the opening track filled the little living room Cassidy started to rub my neck and shoulders.

“Robbie hates this movie,” she laughed to the girls.

“I don’t hate it,” I countered. “I’ve just watched it more times than any other movie because you love it.”

“Well, if that’s the case,” Terra said, sliding down from her spot on of the chairs to between my legs with her back to me. “Maybe you want to keep busy?”

I rolled my eyes and sighed. “If I must.”

She giggled and lifted up the back of her t-shirt and I put my hands on her small, athletic waist and started massaging her lower back. Every once in a while Cassidy would prompt me to turn my face sideways to feed me popcorn, but she spent most of her time massaging my neck softly and quoting off lines from the movie as they came up. Terra, Becca and Leia all did the same thing, giggling away whenever they all did it.

I just told myself it was like guys watching Die Hard and knowing all the lines.

Except Die Hard was a great movie.

Eventually Leia nudged Terra and asked for a turn, and soon I had her wide hips between my legs as she pulled her shit up as well. She was wearing a bra and reached bag to unsnap it, but didn’t take anything off, and soon I was massaging her.

“Sure you don’t want him to do your feet?” Cassidy teased her.

“Only if you girls want me to drown out the movie,” Leia chirped back, making the girls laugh.

Becca was next, going so far as to pull her shirt over her head but not taking it off of her shoulders, leaving her breasts covered. It gave me more access to her shoulders and she groaned softly as I ran my hands over her, leaning back into me. I wanted to lean in and kiss her neck, but made do with just moving her hair to the side and softly running my fingers along the soft curve, then back up and into her hair to massage her scalp.

Zenya got her turn next and things started as they had with the others, though she didn’t progress like Becca had and kept her shirt only pulled up. But the lights were off in the room and our only light was from the television, so during a darker part while they were the characters were in law school and stressing out and bickering I guess she felt like no one would notice when she reached back and took my hands in hers, sliding them around her sides and up under her shirt to massage her breasts. Cassidy knew, though, and I could tell because I felt her quietly suppress a laugh as her legs jiggled, and then she scratched the back of my neck softly the way she did when we were laying in bed at home after a particularly long day.

I could tell Zenya stifled a moan as I tweaked her nipples, but as the scene changed and the movie got brighter again she tugged on my forearms and I let go of her breasts, returning to her back.

Wanda almost immediately asked for her turn, and I realized that she must have seen Zenya had done from her spot over in one of the chairs. As Wanda got down to take her place she whipped off her shirt, giving me a quick look at her breasts in profile from the light behind her, then she turned and sat down and pulled her blonde hair over her shoulder to give me access to her entire back.

That was when the tone of the room shifted. Until that point, most of the attention was paid to the movie and a bit was paid to what I was doing. Now it was the opposite. Laughs at the movie were quieter, and the girls weren’t quoting it anymore. When Wanda moaned softly as I worked her shoulders there was a soft stirring in the room.

Then Wanda leaned back and rested her head on my shoulder, pulling my hands around to her upper chest to massage her there. I didn’t move down to her breasts as I felt her heartbeat and breath with my hands so intimately pressed to her, instead leaving her wanting more. I did, however, have a great top-down view of her breasts in the light of the television.

“My turn,” Cassidy finally whispered, prompting Wanda.

Wanda turned and kissed me on the cheek, then grabbed her shirt and slipped it on before standing up and scooting out of the way. Cassidy slipped around me and Becca slid over to take her place behind me, immediately tugging on the shoulders of my tank top and prompting me to let her pull it off of me so that she could work more of my back freely. Presumably.

Cassidy wasn’t happy with just this escalation though, and she stripped off her top and sat in my lap facing me instead of facing away, and just started making out with me. Her breasts pressed against my chest and she encouraged me to hold her waist and rub her back as she kissed me. None of this discouraged Becca from massaging my neck and shoulders, rubbing her hands down lower on my back and then back up.

I lost track of the movie, not that I’d been spending too much time paying attention to it anyways.

Kissing Cassidy was entirely natural. We knew each other perfectly, in the light of day or the dark of night. Where kissing the other girls had always been an exploration, a give and take of finding grooves and figuring out idiosyncrasies, I just knew how to kiss Cassidy. And she knew how to kiss me.

But she stopped, slipped to the side, and looked up to Terra. “Your turn,” she whispered.

Terra slid down in front of me again and this time she took off her shirt completely. And then she sat in my lap exactly like Cassidy had, my hard cock poking her ass through our shorts, and she kissed me.

I could feel the shift in the room again. The building sexual tension was palpable.

Terra kissed like she was thirsty for it. Her lips were feverish and her tongue insistent, and I decided to meet her in kind. When I did she groaned into my mouth and pressed herself closer, wiggling her hips and grinding a little bit on my hardness as her hard little nipples scraped against my chest. I had one hand on the small of her back and the other on her waist, and she arced her back a bit and took my hand, sliding it up and onto her breast.

And then the movie was ending, the credits started to roll, and the spell broke. Terra pulled away, looking thoroughly fulfilled by the kissing but also a little self-conscious. She got her shirt on and rolled away from me. The girls slowly started breaking the tension with talk. Becca got up, giving Cassidy back her spot, and turned on the light for the room.

No one mentioned the massages or the kissing.

I just sat there for a bit, trying to will my cock to soften, as Cassidy scritched the back of my neck and chatted with the others like nothing had happened.

Chapter 128

When the girls who had been watching Gone Girl started coming back over, I ended up getting drafted for some last-minute business. We needed to move the boats back out into the middle of the bay and to start that I needed to make sure everyone was where they were supposed to be.

It took a good fifteen minutes, and a couple of rounds of double-checking, before I was sure that all of the ladies were on the correct boat. Then I met Becca up on the top deck to unmoor the boats from each other.

But I had something else I needed to do first.

“Hi again,” Becca gasped after I lifted her up from the dip and kiss I’d pulled her into.

“I wanted to kiss you so bad earlier,” I said, taking her hand in mine and bringing her over to one of the deck chairs. I sat, and she climbed onto my lap much like Cassidy frequently did, sitting crossways so we could talk comfortably while close together. I was sure if anyone came up that we would look suspicious as hell, but at this point I didn’t care. More than half the girls on the trip were playing grab ass and kissing me consistently.

“I wanted to kiss you too,” Becca smiled, and then cupped my cheeks and kissed me again, soft and sweet. “But I’ll always love a little massage from you.”

“So, we didn’t get to talk,” I said. “After.”

“We didn’t,” she agreed. “But I think that was maybe a good thing. You- I was feeling a lot of stuff. Getting a few minutes to myself, and then talking with Cassidy, helped a lot for to figure it out.”

“OK,” I nodded. “Anything I should know?”

“Not right now,” she said with a soft little smile. “Just that I want to do that again. And I want to do it with you and Cassidy at the same time, too.”

“I would love to,” I said. I’d brought my hand up and she was playing with tracing her fingers around mine. “What about during the movie?” I asked. “Was that OK? I wasn’t expecting all of that.”

‘It’s fine,” she said and lifted my fingers to kiss them. “I’m obviously not used to having a guy I’m interested in so casually physical with anyone, but I’m not used to having a guy to be interested in at all. Especially not one so pure and wonderful. And I know about Cattie and Wanda. Terra was a little surprising, but Cass told me about her deal with JC and I think she was just having some fun.”

“I don’t know what to think about Terra,” I sighed. “She is fun, and I like her a lot and think her and Cass will probably be really good friends moving forward. But I don’t want to…”

“I know,” she whispered, hugging herself just that little bit closer to me. “Cass explained, but I would have got it anyways. Just let her make her own decisions. If it’s what JC and her agreed to, then it’s what they agreed to. Maybe he’ll end up hooking up with someone else on the trip.”

“Right now I think it might be one of the college guys,” I smirked, which made Becca snort a little.

“OK,” she said. “We need to move the boats.”

“OK,” I said. And then I pulled her into a kiss.

We didn’t get up for a bit. When we did, she pulled me into another kiss herself. “Good night,” she mumbled through it.

“Sleep tight,” I murmured back. But we kept kissing.

Finally we broke apart, grinning and smirking at each other. It felt like the first couple of times I’d taken out Cassidy for a date back in high school and we’d kissed. I hated walking away even though I knew I’d see her again in the morning.

But we got to work, and soon enough she was in her Pilots Cabin and I was in mine and we were pulling into the middle of the bay and anchoring the boats and powering down the engines. She waved to me and then blew me a kiss, and like a complete dork I pretended to catch it, which made her laugh.

Back down in the boat all of the cabin doors were shut and no one was in the kitchen or the living area, so I took a moment before heading into the room to go grab a water bottle from the fridge and down it. As I was just draining the last of it Heels came out from the hallway in that silly onesie and headed for the fridge.

“Hey,” she said.

“Hey,” I replied.

“So you’re gonna fuck Wanda tonight, huh?”

“Uh, yeah,” I said. “She told you?”

“Well, when she said she was going to sleep with your and Cassidy tonight I didn’t think she meant she was going over for a cuddle,” Heels smirked.

“Fair,” I said. I should have figured Wanda would tell her since they were friends as well as roommates. Heels had taken Wanda’s husband’s place on the trip.

“Just treat her right,” Heels said, cracking open her own water bottle and taking a sip. “Wanda is a tough girl, but when she takes you in she cares a lot. She and Brody have their agreement or whatever but I don’t know if she’s ever actually acted on it more than some flirting, no matter what she says.”

“So if I hurt her you’ll kill me?” I asked.

“Something like that,” Heels smirked. “Honestly, I don’t think you will. Cassidy, maybe. She strikes me as secretly wild. But you mellow her out.”

“I think Wanda is extremely special,” I told her.

“Good,” Heels nodded, then took another long swig of her water bottle. “And thanks, by the way. I sleep like shit with someone else in bed with me so you’re getting me a good night's sleep.”

I snorted. “Happy to help.”

She winked and then polished off her water and headed towards the cabins.

I waited a moment longer until her door had shut, and then took her bottle and mine and put it in the garbage. Then I checked the living area to make sure it was clean and realized I was procrastinating because I was nervous.

Why was I nervous?

I took a deep breath and headed back to the cabins, and then knocked twice on our door and opened it. Inside Wanda and Cassidy were sitting cross-legged on the bed, talking while holding hands. They were both still in their pyjamas from earlier, and when I entered they both looked over with big smiles.

“Hey, Tiger,” Cassidy said. “Everything settled for the night?”

“It is,” I said, closing the cabin door behind me and stepping over to them.

“Good,” Cassidy grinned, then turned to Wanda. “You can start.””

Wanda sat up on her knees and pivoted to face me, then took my hands in hers as she looked up at me. “Robbie, tonight I want you to absolutely fuck me. But first Cassidy says I need to earn it. So, sir, may I please remove your clothes so that I can worship your cock like your little fucktoy should?”

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Wanda lowered my shorts, licking her lips as my cock came into view. I was already chubbing up, and she shuffled forward on her knees and took it daintily in her fingers before kissing it softly on the side of the head. Then she slowly began to bathe it in kisses, just barely brushing it with her lips, trying to cover every inch.

As Wanda was getting started with that, Cassidy slid to her feet beside the bed with me and wrapped her arm around my waist, hugging herself to me as she reached down and ran her fingers through Wanda’s hair. “She is so beautiful,” she said.

“I know,” I said.

Wanda smiled at the simple compliments and slowly licked my cock head, then did it again.

Cassidy quickly slipped off her shirt and shorts, leaving her in just a pair of panties, and hugged to me again and boosted herself up on her toes, asking for a kiss with pursed lips. I provided, and she smiled through it as she kept petting Wanda’s head. When she finally pulled back from the kiss she bit her lip and looked down at Wanda. “Let’s make it easier for her to show you how much she wants you,” she said. “Get on the bed, Tiger.”

I was stripped and laid in the middle of the bed, and Wanda got between my legs laying on her stomach and cradled my cock between her fingers. She looked up at me with a sexy, nervous hope in her eyes and I nodded, giving her the permission she was silently asking for. She grinned and immediately went to start suckling on my cock head.

Cassidy laid down beside me, resting her head on my shoulder as her breasts pressed to my arm and her knee rested on my hip. “Is she doing good so far, Tiger?”

“She’s going great,” I said.

Cassidy turned my face to hers with a finger and started kissing me softly, slowly and luxuriously making out with me as I got my cock lovingly tongue bathed and sucked. Then Cassidy slid down my body, kissing her way down my chest and torso, until she was in line with Wanda, her breasts pressed around my leg. “She’s not the only one who wants to worship your cock and show you how fucking special you are, Tiger.”

And then Cassidy added her mouth to Wanda’s on my cock, the two of them slowly jockeying for position and working together to give me a double blowjob.

The wild thing was, it wasn’t even my first one of the day.

But this was also different. In the morning, with Becca, it had been hot and risky and urgent. This was slow and loving, and a kind of warm that built deep inside.

Cassidy was the first to kiss lower and begin suckling on my balls, and slowly the two of them traded spots. They added their hands into the mix as well, slowly stroking me with their slick spit whenever a part of my cock wasn’t covered by a mouth.

I groaned happily, and every time I did it I could feel their lips tightening in smiles and see their eyes flashing knowing that they were doing well.

“Take him deeper,” Cassidy whispered to Wanda, and Wanda leaned up a little high to take more cock in her mouth and started to work me into her mouth. At the same time, Cassidy slid further down the bed and stood up at the end, going to the drawers built into the wall and grabbing something before coming back. She set down a bottle of baby oil on the bed and then reached for Wanda’s waistband, hooking her fingers under the cotton shorts and slowly pulling them down. From my position, I watched as the amazing ass of Wanda slowly popped into view.

Cassidy pulled the shorts all the way off, then spread some baby oil on her hands and began sliding it along Wanda’s feet and calves, and then up higher onto her thighs. Then she reached Wanda’s ass as she massaged the oil into her, leaving Wanda’s pale cheeks glistening all over. Then Cassidy glanced at me to make sure I was watching, and that I was OK with what was happening, and she spread Wanda’s cheeks and dribbled a little dollop of baby oil into her crack and slowly massaged it in, going lower. I couldn’t actually see where she was touching, but I knew she wasn’t ignoring my beautiful cocksucker's asshole or pussy lips, especially because of the throaty moans that were vibrating around my cock. Wanda had filled her mouth with it and now she was slowly working to get me in her throat, though she was at an awkward angle to do it.

Cassidy didn’t spend too long massaging the oil into Wanda’s nethers, and I knew she was being careful not to make me worry if this was for her instead of me. She moved up and the cocksucking had to stop for a moment as Cassidy helped Wanda pull off her top, leaving her as naked as the two of us. Cass went back to rubbing oil all over her back and up to her shoulders.

“We need to shift,” she said quietly. Wanda followed her directions and got onto her back on the bed, hanging her head off the side, and I was soon standing in front of her looking down the length of her naked body as she started to suckle on my cock head again.

Cassidy had me give her my hands and she covered them in baby oil, then we both worked to massage Wanda’s front and leave her glistening. I got spent a long time massaging her breasts, loving the feel of them as they squished and squeezed between my fingers with the slippery lube. I especially liked the way her nipples felt and looked as I teased them and massaged them. Cassidy meanwhile finished off Wanda’s legs, then massaged between her legs again and across her mound, then up to her stomach.

Wanda, for her part, had inhaled my cock and was encouraging me to slowly fuck her throat, the tightness massaging my cock head like nothing else as she hummed and moaned happily. I never deprived her of breath, moving slow and steady and giving her plenty of rest to breathe, and I could tell she appreciated every moment she was down there.

It was a thrill, knowing she wanted this. Desired it, deep down to her core. Wanted and desired me.

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Once Wanda was completely and thoroughly covered and glistening from the oil, Cassidy pressed her body down against it and slid up until she was kissing Wanda’s neck as it bulged just slightly from my throat fucking. Then she lightly pushed me back and Wanda let me slide out of her mouth, strands of spittle snapping and splatting back against her lips.

“Are you ready?” Cassidy asked her quietly.

“God, yes,” Wanda said, breathing deep but not hard.

Cassidy looked up at me. “Get back on the bed, Tiger.”

Soon I was on my back again and Wanda was straddling my legs facing away, her amazing ass looking even better with her legs spread around mine, her pussy just glimpsing into view and her perfect cheeks forming into a cleavage. She humped herself back and forth, the oil making it easy for her to slide along my legs and slowly back up towards my flagpole of a cock as it stood straight in the air.

Cassidy stroked my cock for a moment and rubbed it against Wanda’s ass cheeks, which was more visual than feeling for me but was a delight either way. Then Cassidy leaned in and kissed Wanda, turning the woman’s head sideways so I could watch her do it. Watch their eyes close, and their tongues dance lightly, both of them deeply into the sexuality of the moment. When it was finished Cassidy looked into Wanda’s eyes for a long moment, still slowly stroking my cock against Wanda’s butt cheeks.

“Are you ready?” Cassidy asked her again. “Do you want it?”

“Mhmm,” Wanda moaned with a girly whine in it.

“You’re going to keep worshipping him. Make sure he knows that you love every inch of his perfect cock. That your married pussy belongs to him, and that you love him for it. That his cock is all that matters, because he matters.”

That was so fucking filthy of her. My immediate reaction was to want to reassure Wanda, that she’d be hurt by the mention and degradation of her marriage. But I also saw the intense look of desire on Wanda’s face, and the burning desire in her eyes as she looked back at me.

Wanda lifted her hips, shifting her stance, raising her ass as she sat up on one knee and her other, spreading herself open so that I could see her perfect pussy and, wedged between her thick muscled cheeks, her asshole. “Oh, Robbie. Tiger,” she crooned as Cassidy began to slide my cock head between her oiled and wet pussy lips, and back between her ass cheeks, then forward again through her lips and grinding the head against her clit. “Fuck, Robbie. I love your cock, Tiger. I love your cock, and your balls. And I love your hands, and your voice, and your heart. I love your face. And my pussy loves you.”

“Slowly,” Cassidy said as she notched my cock into position. “This is the first time you get to feel it, so go slow. Savour it. Savour our Tiger receiving your pussy for the first time, stretching your vagina. Feel that? Feel him stretching your hole, where your hymen should be?”

“Eeuuuugh,” Wanda moaned as the head of my cock pressed into her. “I doooo.”

“Fffuck,” I groaned, watching as Wanda’s pussy lips stretched and accepted my cock and just the head of it slipped into her. She paused there, her legs quivering as her hole milked at me and flexed.

“That’s it, baby,” Cassidy crooned, still holding my cock at the base to keep me straight up while she softly massaged one of Wanda’s breasts with the other. “That’s it. Come for him. Come for Robbie so he knows.”

“Rooobbie,” Wanda gasped, and she sat just a little lower, taking me deeper.

“Ooh, baby, you’re doing so good,” Cassidy encouraged her. “Worship that cock.”

Slowly, almost painfully slow, Wanda began to use her hips to fuck herself on my cock. Eventually, Cassidy didn’t feel the need to hold me steady anymore and she let go, rubbing Wanda’s back instead as she whispered filthy encouragement to her.

They kissed again, and Wanda slammed her cunt down on me in hard, slow strokes. She was slick and hot inside, and had trembled through another two small orgasms, when she raised up too far by accident and my cock popped out of her. She kept humping the air for a moment, my cock hotdogging between her butt cheeks, and she moaned at the loss of her full feeling. Then she reached back and took my cock in her hand and rubbed me through those cheeks, then back down to her lips and ground the head against her clit again, then brought it back.

“Wanda?” I asked in surprise as she pressed my cock to her hole.

“I’m sorry,” she said, looking to Cassidy. “We didn’t talk about this, but I really want to try it.”

My cock was just pressing against her asshole, the tension of her anus right against the top.

Cassidy caught on right away and took her hand in one of hers, and cupped Wanda’s cheek in the other. “You want to worship him with your ass, too?”

“Yesss,” Wanda hissed, her hips shifting slowly, the pressure on my cock building as the head teased open her hole but didn't go in yet. “Mmmm, I want to try.”

“If you give him your ass, that means he can fuck it whenever he wants,” Cassidy told her. “He can climb into bed with you and Heels will wake up to you getting assfucked next to her and you’ll just have to apologize and explain it belongs to Robbie. He can bend you over in front of all the girls at lunch and sodomize you, and you’ll thank him for it. If you want to sacrifice your married ass to him, he owns it. And that means he owns all three of your holes, so he owns you.”

Wanda looked back at me and didn’t hesitate for a moment. She sat down a little, my cock head popping through the tension of her asshole, and she moaned wordlessly and throaty. Then she shifted, reaching for my hand which I gave her, and she looked me in the eyes and said, “Any time, anywhere. You own me. I’m yours.”

“Then show him,” Cassidy whispered, kissing her again and then laying back down next to me to watch as Wanda tried to prove it.

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“God, her pussy looks amazing stretched around your cock,” Cassidy said as she lay with her head on my shoulder, watching as Wanda used every trick she knew with her hips and ass and legs to tease and please me. “It’s so fucking perfect.”

“It is,” I moaned, reaching out and softly brushing my fingers down Wanda’s ass cheek. She was moaning as well, panting as she fucked me with deliberate, slow strokes to show this was all about me and giving me pleasure.

Wanda groaned, pulling me back out of her pussy and sliding me back into her ass.

Cassidy kissed her cheek, and Wanda started driving her ass up and down, moaning wordless and lewd.

“Fuck,” I grunted. “Fuuuck.”

“Are you close, Tiger?” Cassidy asked me.

I nodded.

Cassidy got up and shifted back down to Wanda. “Did you hear that, baby? Our Tiger is about to come. You’re doing so fucking good, giving him everything you can. Are you excited for him to finish claiming you? To be his little married fucktoy that he’ll ravage for the rest of the night.”

“Mmhmm,” Wanda moaned.

“Which hole should he come in?” Cassidy asked her.

“My pussy,” Wanda gasped. “Brody never fucks my ass, so it’s all Robbie’s. He needs to claim my pussy.”

“Fuck,” I grunted. It was horrible. It was wonderful.

“Here that, Tiger? You need to come inside Wanda’s pussy, OK?”

Wanda pulled her ass off of me, and Cassidy grabbed the wet cloth she’d gone to get a little earlier and wiped me down, and Wanda sat back down with me in her pussy. “Ooooh, Robbie,” she moaned as I entered her again.

“Fuck him,” Cassidy cheered her on softly. “Feel him stretch you all the way out. Get him to cum as deep in you as you can.”

“I’m- I’m-” Wanda panted.

Cassidy pushed her back, making her lean more towards me, and grabbed her hips and helped slam her down on my cock. I lost my visual of Wanda’s perfect ass and pussy, but I was now fucking up into her and I added what little thrusts I could without any leverage. Cassidy knew what she was doing though, and she’d gotten the angle right as my cock glanced against Wanda’s g-spot hard, over and over.

“Oh my gawd, oh my gawd, oh my-” Wanda chanted and then cut off.

“Don’t you slow down,” Cassidy ordered her. “You relax that pussy and let it out, but don’t you stop fucking him.

“Euuuunnnngggh!” Wanda shouted, only getting muffled by Cassidy covering her mouth with both hands, as Wanda’s orgasm ripped through her. She’d had several now, but they had all been little ones like simmering bubbles. This time the pot boiled over.

Wanda squirted as her legs lost their ability to function properly and gave out. That dropped her deep onto my cock and her cunt squeezed me tight as I sheathed completely inside her, and I went off a split second after she did, heaving my hips up to instinctually try to get just that little touch deeper and dump my jets of cum as far as I could.

“Good girl,” Cassidy crooned and Wanda came down from her orgasm. She was moving the sweaty, sticky hair out of Wanda’s face and kissing her softly on her cheeks and forehead. “Good girl.”

With Cassidy’s help Wanda got detached from me, my cock still hard, and crawled up so that I could spoon behind her and hold her. Cassidy quickly sopped up the worst of the squirt that had sprayed down to the foot of the bed and then crawled in behind to spoon me.

We lay there, panting, for easily more than ten minutes as our heart rates came down and our breathing steadied.

“Was that good enough?” Wanda finally asked.

“Oh my God, Wanda,” I said, kissing her shoulder. “Yes, absolutely. That was amazing.”

“So good, baby,” Cassidy said, reaching over to stroke her hip.

“I feel so good, and so bad,” Wanda said. Then she rolled over so she was facing me, her eyes boring into mine as she put her hands on my cock softly to encourage me to stay hard. “We can keep going, right?”

“Absolutely,” I said, and leaned forward to kiss her softly. Then I pulled back. “I know what you want, but is there anything you don’t want?”

She rolled her lips in and chewed on them for a moment, thinking seriously. “I want you to fuck me like I’m just your fucktoy holes, but I want to feel like you love me for it. Degrade me, but do it because I can trust you to. I loved when you spit on my face and in my mouth. Call me names, but make it about us. I’ll do anything you want with Cassidy within reason, but I know she’s still paying her penance so if you don’t that’s OK too. Just- Just be firm. And don’t tie me down. Hold me, maybe choke me, throw me around the bed, that’s all game. But don’t use something to tie me, or blindfold me. I think maybe I could do that in the right circumstances, but not here.”

I kissed again. “Done. Anything else?”

She shook her head softly. “Just hold me for another minute?”

I helped her turn back over and she snuggled back at me.

“I love you, Tiger,” Cassidy whispered.

“I love you, too,” Wanda whispered, then froze in my arms.

“We love you too, Wanda,” Cassidy said, stroking her hip again to reassure her.

“We do,” I said quietly, holding her softly. Then I brought my lips to her ear. “I love my toy.”

Wanda shuddered and craned her neck to kiss me.