Cattie's Goodbye Threesome Commences

Cassidy didn’t have the prettiest face of the women I was sleeping with. She didn’t have the best tits, or the best ass. She wasn’t the fittest, the curviest, the tallest or the shortest. She was, when it came to the group of eight models that I was falling for, somewhat average if I were to try and look at things entirely objectively.

Of course, they were all models, so average for them was still well above average for regular life. Particular when they put in the effort for full effect.

Except Cass and Cattie weren’t on full effort at the moment, so they were closer to real people than the pictures they posted on the internet. Still hot as hell, but natural. Real.

And even if Cassidy was ‘average’ among my girlfriends, she had two things going for her. First, I loved the hell out of her and she loved the hell out of me, even if recent circumstances had complicated what I’d once thought was pure and simple. Second, Cassidy was very, very good at showing exactly how much she loved me.

Oh, and subjectively, I still thought she was absolutely gorgeous.

Gluck-gluck-gluck-gluck.

“Ungh,” I grunted into a sigh. My fingers on one hand were wrapped in my fiancee’s violet hair but she was in full control for the moment, sucking my cock hard and fast as she thrust her mouth down on it. I was laying back on the bed and Cass was on her knees between my legs mostly to give Cattie more of a show - she had her ass up and bobbing, providing the other woman peeks between her legs.

And Cattie was sitting in the chair we kept in our bedroom, just as naked as the two of us, biting her lip and slowly teasing herself with her fingers. Her pale legs were spread wide and one hand was softly petting her pussy while her other hand massaged one of her fantastic big tits. She was a vision of contained, patient sex.

A vision I really only gave cursory glances because almost all of my attention was on Cassidy.

She slowed her sucking, moaning in her throat as she worked my shaft in long, slow bobs of her head before coming up and off of me with a happy gasp and pursing her lips to trail little kisses and sucks around my cock head.

“Fuck, baby,” I sighed.

She grinned and giggled a little, her eyes looking up into mine as she popped the top couple inches of my cock back into her mouth and gave them another suck.

“Come here,” I said, sitting up to grab at her, and she knew what I wanted and moved with me until we were in a 69. Her tits pressed to my stomach as she languished on my like a cat finding a favourite spot to lay out and she nuzzled her face against the root of my cock and wiggled her ass, spreading her knees wider as she got into the right comfortable position.

I grabbed that ass, squeezing her cheeks with a satisfied growl. It wasn’t a great ass. Not like some of the others, but it was a good ass. I’d been perfectly, adoringly happy with her ass before last week and even if I had others of different shapes and sizes available to me now, I would never not be happy to feel, grab, paw and otherwise love on my fiancee’s cute booty. So I did just that, massaging her ass cheeks firmly as I turned my head and kissed her warm thigh on one side, then turned and kissed the other one as well. Her skin was soft on my lips, with just a slight taste of salt since we’d been out walking in the sun earlier. It didn’t bother me at all.

Her gasp, just a little one but perfect, when I kissed higher up her thighs towards her pussy was followed by Cass sliding my cock into her mouth again in those slow motions.

She was horny. Her pussy was flushed already and a little bead of her juices was nestled between her lips. Just the smell of her made me think of sex - well, to be fair, I was already thinking of nothing but sex. But it could have had that effect, too.

I stiffened my tongue and took a long lick of her, from clit to asshole, and she paused her blowjob with my cock half in her mouth so she could moan a deep, chesty chuckle of pleasure.

“Let me grab this,” Cattie said. I hadn’t heard her get up but she was climbing on the bed, Cassidy’s phone in hand. I wasn’t sure what she was going to take a picture of, but I also didn’t care. This was the plan, after all. The phone made the shutter sound for pictures several times as she moved around the bed, and Cattie paused at one point about a foot and a half from my head. Stuck as I was under Cass, I was still able to turn and look over the curve of my fiancee’s ass to see that Cattie had lowered the phone and was watching us from up close, one hand rubbing her stomach and her eyes alight with her horniness.

I let go of Cass’s butt with one hand and reached to Cattie almost blindly, finding her thigh and giving her a squeeze. She met my eyes at that and smiled at me, shuffling a little closer and bending down to press her lips to mine and taste Cassidy off of me. The kiss was soft and sensual, her tongue teasing my lips, and when she pulled away she was blushing a little and I was pretty sure her nipples were even more stiff than before.

She didn’t join us though, not fully, and instead crawled back off the bed and headed back to the chair - where I couldn’t see her anymore. That left me to focus on Cassidy again, and now I slid both my hands lower on her butt to bring them into play one her pussy.

The first orgasm of the night, before I said goodbye to my fiancee for a week, would be on my lips, fingers and tongue. And I was going to make love to her enough so that not only was she feeling the aftershocks on the flight tomorrow, but when she started the drive back to me two days after that.

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