A cozy evening in front of the TV

Chapter 18

The damn movie is almost over and Cassie can hardly wait. She doesn't like scary movies and the horror and fright always make her wince. As the head of an actor on the TV is torn from his body, she presses her legs tightly against her and wraps her arms around herself under her cuddly blanket. Next to her, naked Jessica does the same. She shrieks in fright and then laughs lightly as she presses herself against Finn and thrusts her breasts into his face. Cassie's best friend gasps and massages his girl's nipples as she begins to moan.

"Thanks honey" Jessica breathes in relief as he sucks on her nipples, then turns to Cassie. "These movies are not for me" she smiles at the other girl. Cassie returns the smile, but realizes that she can't fool anyone anymore. She bares her teeth and squeezes her eyes shut, trying not to let on how jealous she is of Jessica. Cassie blinks. Jealous? But it's true. She wishes she could snuggle up to someone, too. Why isn't Jackson here? But she knows where her friend is, and again, she feels bad thinking of him that way. But that doesn't help either. Her hands twitch under the next jumpscare.

"It's almost done Cassie" Finn says next to her as he massages his girlfriend's breasts while she purrs comfortably, resting a leg on his lap. Jessica is so beautiful. And so shameless. But Finn is also thinking about Cassie. The girl's heart warms as she smiles at him, not quite so ****. Then she turns back to the TV on which the blood is flowing.

No. She is not angry with Finn. He's finally found someone for himself, and Cassie needs to support him. But...no, it can't be. She shakes her head, just ever so slightly so as not to draw attention to herself. Even though it's a new situation for her, Cassie Andrews knows that her feelings are not new. And that worries her. She swallows hard and her knees press into her breasts while her jaw tenses. No, it's not Finn, Cassie doesn't know how to be angry with him. It's not Jessica either, not really. The fear is far older than their relationship. It's me. And this time Cassie Andrews is happy about the monster roaring wildly as it mauls a platinum blonde beauty with bare tits while the other victims just stand by idly.

A low moan beside her draws Cassie's eyes back to Finn. She doesn't want it, doesn't want to be jealous, doesn't want him to think she doesn't want him to be happy, doesn't want him to think she's neglecting Jackson. Cassie doesn't want Finn to know that... Jessica has draped her leg over her lover's lap and his hand has wandered between her spread thighs. Absentmindedly, his fingers slide through the girl's spread folds. He's fucking her without even paying attention, Cassie thinks to herself, not realizing how obviously she's staring. The game fascinates her... and makes her jealous. Again, she shakes her head. It doesn't help to focus on the bad movie, to long for the horror. What's happening next to her is better. And so she turns her head a little to be able to see everything.

Jessica has her eyes closed and is massaging her own nipples with hard movements while Finn slides his fingers through her vagina. He seems skilled and Cassie is proud to see that he is using the tips she once gave him in a bit drunken but happy state after a quarrel with Jackson. At first she thought it would hurt Finn that she had handled him this way, but now she realizes who the real loser was in her attempt to bring him and other women together. He's really good, she realizes. He's had practice. Finn is a quick learner. She feels perversely proud to see that it was she who is now helping him make Jessica's abdomen contract spasmodically and her taut belly tighten.

It's all to no avail. Cassie finally embraces her jealousy. As Jessica clenches her teeth and her whole face contorts in delicious pain, Cassie accepts the thoughts she's been suppressing all evening, all these years.

She wants to tell him. She wants to show him. Cassie wants Finn to see it. He's a good guy, a nice guy. And she missed her chance. Jackson is gone, probably deep inside one of his models. The models of Finn. They, too, know what he means to them. They know him so briefly, hours, and know his qualities better than she does. It seems everyone has seen how valuable Finn is, except Cassie. But that's only because I have a boyfriend. A boyfriend she has Finn to thank for. A boyfriend who treats Finn badly when he should be grateful to him. Grateful for Cassie. Finn is grateful for Cassie. Grateful for every minute she gives him. Every minute without Jackson.

Yes, Cassie loves Jackson. She has no doubt about that. She has loved Jackson since the day Finn introduced him to her. Since the day... Since the day Finn didn't dare. Cassie's mouth drops and her head snaps around to Finn.

"Gross scene," he grins at her almost apologetically while his arm moves faster between his girlfriend's thighs. But his eyes are on Cassie while Jessica experiences a massive orgasm.

"Yes..." breathes Cassie but her words are drowned out by the massive 'Fuck yes!" from Jessica who clutches her boyfriend's arm and clings to him while her bare, twitching feet rise steeply.

As Jessica slowly slumps beside him, Cassie and Finn gaze into each other's eyes. He's Jessica's steady boyfriend. He's Cassie's buddy. He's a confidant. And Cassie... I have feelings for him. And Cassie smiles. Finn in his friendliness takes it as a good sign and turns his attention back to the girl rubbing her quivering abdomen against his fingers and seems satisfied. But a whole other world opens up inside Cassie.

Never before has she allowed the thoughts that now swirl around in her head. But like the monster on the TV with his victims, she has driven herself into a corner from which there is no escape. So this is how it feels, she thinks, detached from herself, what is happening, and the world. This is how it feels to have feelings for two people. Again she looks at her best friend who massages Jessica's shoulders while she tries to slide her butt onto his lap with childish joy of more to come.

Cassie thinks she should feel bad. She has feelings for Finn even though she's with Jackson. But there's nothing negative. When she thinks about Finn she never has negative feelings. Today at work, there was the fear of facing the feelings. But the longer she sits next to him, the more she realizes the truth. Cassie Andrews has always had feelings for Finn. And even if there is love for Jackson, great, loyal, amorous love... There is also something, feelings for Finn. Old, venerable, pure and innocent. No, Cassie doesn't feel bad that she has feelings for Finn. They've always been there, and tonight she finally realized it.

A few minutes pass. More blood flows, more screaming sounds, more whining and begging. But not all of it is happening on the TV. Cassie is in a trance, a different trance than before. She sees out of the corner of her eye as Finn raises his strong, muscular arms and pushes Jessica onto his cock like a helpless and willing doll. The girl gasps, whimpers, begs, and then he sinks into her twitching hole, over a whole minute he slowly sinks into her while holding her shaking body tight. And Cassie sees it all. The girl's taut muscles, the admiring glances Finn devotes to the back of her head as it bobs from side to side in a whole other trance. Jessica plays with her labia until Finn grabs her arms, holds her tight and rocks her on top of him. The sofa shakes under her thrusts and Cassie is first glad that the two of them deliver this incredible show and distract her from the horror movie.

But then she feels something that is quite normal, but was scary to her until today. With an undisguised look she looks between his legs. Finn punches his piston steadily into Jessica's tight hole and spreads her to extremes but the girl has a glazed expression on her face and her mouth is wide open while her tongue sticks out and drips salvia between her battled breasts. Loud moans and gasps fill the room as Finn makes his cock penetrate deep and fast into Jessica while she puts her feet on his thighs, spreads her legs wide and obscenely, and her ass bangs loudly against his lap.

"Sorry, honey," she says with her throat constricted with lust without turning to Cassie. "But you know how it is. You just can't resist him and his cock for long." She giggles at her joke, knowing that Cassie has been so strong... So stupid so far, resisting his... powerful, pumping cock. Right now, though, Cassie Andrews isn't so sure how she feels about it. Especially because in the next moment Jessica experiences her second orgasm. So fast and so strong? Finn what are you doing? But he doesn't answer. Jessica is far too beautiful and filthy for that. And Cassie herself can't answer either. She's far too intoxicated by the couple next to her who are giving themselves over to their love for the third time. "Are you coming?" asks Jessica as Finn turns her around on him. The movie is forgotten and the two look at each other while she spreads her legs and snuggles up to the boy. Cassie sees how high his cock reaches and can hardly imagine what it must be like for the girl. Finn shakes his head at the question and Jessica looks to her new 'friend'. "This may take a while," she says with a wink that transforms into more curses of lust.

"N-No w-worr-hys" Cassie mumbles, nibbling on her lips as Finn pushes Jessica on top of him. The girl moans again and Cassie can clearly see how wet she is between your thighs. But it's not just the girl impaled on Finn. The corners of Cassie's mouth flick upward briefly. Of course, she's moist... wet too. Two of her fingers carefully, slowly, travel under her cozy blanket and squeeze down between her thighs. They jerk back briefly as they run over hot, swollen labia. Cassie is wet and her pussy throbs wildly with desire at the lightest touch. Desire for... Oh, fuck it. She feels safe with Finn.

And so, as Jessica cups his head and kisses him on the mouth while she gasps and moans, Cassie's fingers slowly slide between her flesh and begin to rub. She doesn't know whether to look to Jessica or to Finn. Which makes it more forbidden, more depraved? Finally, her eyes wander back and forth between the two sex partners who seem to have completely forgotten that their hot fuck has an open spectator. Then Cassie lets out a soft moan. She can hardly control herself and her other hand also goes under her blanket. The piece of cloth slips a bit as her hand finds the flesh of her soft tit and begins to knead. Another moan sounds but Jessica blabs out meaningless gibberish as her next orgasm jerks her body.

And Finn looks to Cassie. A hoarse squeal sounds as she pinches her nipple in shock while her gazes cross with his. He smiles, almost friendly, as Jessica slams her tight ass against him with all her ****. Cassie penetrates herself under his gaze. He's watching me do it, she thinks to herself, but feels only warmth inside her and his gaze on her.

"Keep it up! Keep going!" gasps Jessica to Finn, but then looks to Cassie. Only briefly, a second is all it takes to see what the girl is feeling. Then Jessica moves her hips and rotates on Finn while her hands rest on his knees. "Are you coming?" asks Jessica again and Cassie nods.

"Yes," she breathes as her fingers move deeper inside her, caressing her nipples. Her blanket has already almost slipped off her body, exposing much of it but she has no problem with Finn seeing her. I want him to see me.

"What?" Jessica asks a little absent-mindedly, and only then does Cassie realize she was talking to her lover, not her.

"N-nothing..." she mumbles, but doesn't stop fingering herself while Finn speeds up his brutal long thrusts from below, nearly pushing Jessica off of him. His fingers dig deep into her skin and the girl loses sight of Cassie as the next, biggest orgasm starts rolling towards her.

Finn moans, Jessica literally screams. And Cassie looks at the boy she's known her whole life. Her fingers dig into her wet hole and she imagines... Finn... Her abdomen twitches as Jessica mutates into a divine fury on him, maltreating his chest with her fingernails. Finn... Cassie's fingers work faster. Her hand clenches, her thighs tremble, the tips of her toes curl just like her back. She's coming. She comes while she thinks of Finn. She comes while Finn fucks another girl next to her. And Cassie imagines it's her he's fucking now. Fuck me Finn! Fuck me like you fuck all your girls! I... I lo... Then a key scratches the front door from outside.