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“Uh, yeah.”
“Of course you have.”
“Stop it. This is about us right now. So, what are the rules? Anything I need to know?”
“Don’t fall in love with her.”
“That’s not gonna happen, Amara. Seriously, what’s off-limits?”
“Nothing. Just please don’t ignore me.”
“Have you seen yourself in this fucking dress? I couldn’t ignore you if I wanted to.” He grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom, stopping outside to kiss her one more time. “Just. A. Toy. You understand?”
Amara nodded obediently, following him inside and closing the door behind her.
Kaylie sat on the bed, down to nothing but her red panties, back against the headboard, gripping it, with her knees bent. Ryan crawled onto the bed in front of her, and she instinctively spread her legs for him, as he crept up her body, squeezed her tits together, and buried his tongue in between them. Amara just stood there, frozen, watching her boyfriend suck on another woman’s tits for a few seconds. He stopped and looked up at Kaylie. “My girlfriend’s never been with another woman before. Think you can help her out?”
“Of course,” she said, beckoning Amara with one finger to come join them, as she and Ryan began kissing. Amara made her way to the side of the bed, grabbed the hem of her dress, and pulled it up over her head. Kaylie reached an arm out, grabbed her ass, and pulled her down onto the bed next to them. “She’s got such a beautiful body, Ryan.”
“Doesn’t she? She’s perfect.” He leaned over and kissed Amara, then kissed Kaylie again, finally bringing Amara over so that the three of their tongues met simultaneously.. Though it was awkward, Amara had never been so turned on in her life. Ryan pulled away, leaving only her and Kaylie kissing, and he exited the bed to go get a condom.
Amara was on top of Kaylie, lying between her legs, her small tits pressed against Kaylie’s huge, fake ones, when she felt Ryan unhook her bra and grab her hips from behind. Kaylie pulled off the bra as Amara arched her back and moaned at the feeling of Ryan moving her panties aside and pushing inside of her.
“Fuck her real good for me, baby,” Kaylie moaned, making eye contact with Ryan as Amara leaned down and sucked on her nipples. Having never done this before, she just did what she liked to have done to her, and based on the noises Kaylie was making, it seemed to be working.
It’d only been maybe a minute or so when he pulled out. Kaylie cupped Amara’s face, bringing it up to hers. “Do you mind if I eat you out while he fucks me for a bit?”
Before she could answer, Ryan flipped her over so she was lying on her back. Kaylie crawled between her legs and arched back, whimpering as Ryan shoved his cock inside her. Amara locked eyes with Ryan as Kaylie began licking slowly between her legs, and within seconds, actual seconds, of watching him fuck her, she came all over Kaylie’s tongue. “Oh fuck! Fuck!” It was an orgasm much more intense and wetter than her usual ones.
“Mmm…you didn’t tell me…she was a squirter,” Kaylie moaned, moving her hands up Amara’s body and kissing her stomach while Ryan continued to rail her from behind. Not long after, Amara watched as he pulled out, ripped the condom off, and jerked himself off all over her back.
Amara lay there, panting, as Ryan got up to get a towel for Kaylie’s back. He immediately gathered her clothes off the floor and gave them to her, pulled his boxers on, and threw one of his t-shirts to Amara. “So, did you want me to call you an Uber, or will you get one for yourself?” He seemed really eager to get her out of there.
She began putting her clothes back on. “I’ll take care of it. Don’t worry, I wasn’t gonna try to sleep over or anything.” She winked at Amara, finished getting dressed, and messed around on her phone for a bit. “All set. He’ll be here in 10 minutes.”
“I can walk you down and wait with you, just let me throw on some shorts.”
“It’s OK. I’m a big girl.” She looked at Amara. “Hey, thanks for the good time, beautiful. Take care of him.”
“Let me walk you out,” Ryan said, following her out of the bedroom.
A sudden feeling rushed over Amara, and she wasn’t sure how to interpret it. It was a mixture of fear coupled with some panic, a smidge of regret, and a whole lot of shame. She practically ran to her bedroom, slammed the door behind her, and immediately turned the shower in her bathroom to as hot as she could stand it.
Don’t you dare cry. This was your brilliant idea, she thought bitterly, but it was too late.
The tears crept down her face as she peeled off his t-shirt, opened the sliding glass door, and positioned herself under the stream, hoping it would rinse away this new, unwanted feeling that permeated her soul at the moment.
She wasn’t sure how long she’d been standing motionless under the water before Ryan came in and joined her. He didn’t speak a word, just stood behind her and wrapped her in his arms. She couldn’t help the tears and hoped the water would hide them from him.
But he knew her a little better than that. “You’re upset,” he finally said. “Talk to me.”
“I’m fine,” she barely squeaked out.
“Don’t lie to me.”
“It’s…just leftover insecurity from his cheating. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t ever apologize for feeling what you feel.”
