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The Hot & Horny Red-headed Roommate

Her eye twinkled back at mine and a smile lit her face. "You ARE bad!" she said again. "I like this." When I paused for a moment, trying to decide how to proceed, Cassidy placed her hands on either side of the sink and said, "Well go ahead, sugar. If you're in charge of this whole set up, you should probably start by taking my panties off."

My smile now stretched from ear to ear. It was disconcerting to see myself in that mirror, but I loved seeing the amused smile on Cassidy's face. I slowly and deliberately ran my hand up the outside of Cassidy's smooth outer thighs, slipping under the hem of her dress. I thoroughly enjoyed the way the tight cut of her dress pushed my hand against the smooth, firm swell of her ass. I hooked my fingers under the hem of Cassidy's frilly panties and began to pull them down her leg. She offered no resistance, helpfully lifting her high heels off the floor so I could pull her bottoms free when I got to her feet.

I slipped Cassidy's underwear into my pocket and lifted the hem of dress to expose her pale, bare ass cheeks. I ran my hand over that smooth firmness, then gave that ass a small slap, which made Cassidy yelp, "Hey!"

Standing directly behind her, Cassidy couldn't see in the mirror that I was lowering my zipper. She could see me fumbling around, but couldn't see when I pulled my long, hard cock free and pointed the engorged tip at the entrance to her exposed pussy. She wasn't certain what I was doing until she felt me rub the hard head of my dick against her bare pussy lips.

"You ready?" I asked, looking at her eyes in the mirror.

"Oh yeah," she responded with her bright smile.

The lead up had been so sexy and perfect, and I had been so confident and strong. I wish I could say the fucking started the same way, but it did not. After lubing the tip of my cock with my own saliva, I pressed my eager cock head against the tight opening to Cassidy's pussy hole. She spread her legs a little to help me, but I could not quite get my fat cock head past the soft folds of her pussy lips. Cassidy was so much shorter than me, even in her high heels, that the angle was all wrong. I tried to squat a little lower, then thrust, but again could not get the right angle to allow my cock entrance to her tight, wet tunnel. Cassidy laughed a little, which did not help, but she also tried to raise her ass up higher by arching her back and standing on her toes. I loved the sight of her presenting her young, round backside for me, so I squatted lower and finally managed to push my cock past her tight opening and sink several inches into her warm, wet pussy.

Cassidy gasped when I shoved my cock deep inside of her. I had been so focused on making it inside that I hadn't thought about how much of my thick dick I was thrusting inside of her tight pussy at once. I tried to ease up, focusing on making sure I had the right angle to work just a few inches of my cock in and out of her pussy at a time. I was so focused on squatting and getting the right angle, and enjoying the view of her firm ass as her pussy accepted my long pole, that I probably fucked her for a minute or two before I finally looked up at her face in the mirror.

Cassidy's blue eyes were burning with lust, looking back at mine, and she was biting her soft lip. "You like it?" I asked.

"Uh huh," was all she managed to moan with her lower lip held gently between her teeth.

I decided to tease her and began thrusting a little bit harder and a little bit deeper. Cassidy moaned her approval in response, her ass cheeks shaking invitingly for me as I began to bury my full, thick cock inside her wet little snatch. Cassidy hung her head down, her red hair hiding her face as I began to rock her curvy little body with my fucking. I grabbed her waist with both hands and began pulling her ass back onto my cock, impaling her on my pole as I fucked her. She threw her head back in response and moaned deeply, her eyes blazing with lust as she looked at me in the mirror.

"You like that?" I asked.

"Yeah," she moaned, then added, "Baby, you fuck almost as good as you eat pussy."

"Almost?!" I demanded teasingly, shoving my thick meat even harder with my upward thrusts into her tight, wet tunnel.

"Shit!" she exclaimed.

I reached around with one of my hands while I continued my hard, deep thrusts into her pussy, and searched with my fingers for her hard little clit. It was honestly difficult and awkward, with the way I was squatting and trying to reach around Cassidy's legs. But when my fingers trailed downwards and found the little bump at the top of her sex, Cassidy reacted instantly with a loud, deep moan. I rubbed gently with my fingers while I continued to slide the full length of my meat in and out of her dripping wet pussy.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum," Cassidy warned, her cheeks flushed and her intense, blue eyes focused on mine.

"Already?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm... I'm close" Cassidy managed to say as I plowed my hard cock in and out of her.

"Well you better keep it down," I teased, my finger still gently rubbing her clit, "People downstairs might hear us."

"Oh God," Cassidy moaned.

"You like that idea, don't you?" I asked her, the full length of my pole driving in and out of her warm, wet hole. "You like thinking that people might be listening to you fucking?"

"Oh God!" Cassidy moaned.

"Go ahead and cum for them, Cassidy," I teased, her pussy now dripping her wetness around my cock. "Why don't you let them hear you cum!"

"Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccck!" Cassidy hissed between clenched teeth, stifling a scream as she came on my hard cock. I kept pushing my meat in and out of her, my fingers gentle on her clit, as she bucked and shook around me. I could feel her pussy tighten a little as she came, the wetness flooding around my cock in her pussy as she orgasmed.

Cassidy sucked in air deeply for a couple of minutes, her arms shaking as they supported her on the sink, and the whole time I kept working my cock in and out of her snatch. The extra lubrication from her orgasm felt good on my member, and combined with watching her face in the mirror as she orgasmed, I was getting close to my own release.

When Cassidy regained her senses, she looked deeply into my eyes in the mirror. "I'm close," I told her.

"Go ahead, honey," she encouraged, her face flushed and her eyes never leaving mine. "Cum in my pussy."

"Is that where you want it?" I asked, my cock beginning to tingle as it rubbed back and forth against the soft walls of her wet tunnel.

"Yeah baby," she replied.

Two more deep thrusts and then I felt the tingle grow to an explosion of pleasure. I held myself deep in her warm pussy as my cock sprayed spurt after spurt of cum into her. The orgasm was sharp and intense, but brief. Shortly after my balls had finished emptying their load into Cassidy, the tingling began to subside.

"That was awesome," I told Cassidy as I slipped my semi-erect dick out of her pussy.

"I totally agree," Cassidy responded with a smile.

She turned towards me, facing me for the first time, and I gave her a little peck on the cheek. Then I went to the sink and used some wet paper towels to help clean off my dick, before putting it back in my pants and making sure everything looked normal as I zipped myself back up.

"Now get out of here so I can clean myself up a little," Cassidy ordered, pushing me gently towards the door.

I unlocked the bolt and began to walk out the door before I remembered something and stopped. "Hey, I forgot to give you these back," I whispered, pulling Cassidy's panties out of my pocket and offering them to her.

The mischievous twinkle returned to her blue eyes, and she responded, "Why don't you keep them as a souvenir of tonight," before she pushed the door shut behind me.

When I made it back downstairs, Cassidy's two admirers were nowhere to be seen. After one more drink and about twenty minutes, Cassidy and I decided to call it a night and walked back home together.

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The next week was uneventful. Cassidy had her period late in the week, so we didn't do any fooling around, which almost seemed nice in a way after how rapidly our activities had escalated the weeks before. When we were home together, we spent some time just hanging out, talking to each other while we made dinner or watched tv.

Early the following week, I knew what to expect: Cassidy the post-period raging sex fiend. Monday morning she practically begged me to go down on her before I left for work. She knew I had been ready to walk out the door, but her pleas worked. She ended up cumming hard on my tongue, screaming with her thighs clamped around my head and her toes curled as her tight, young body shook. I was very amused that she was completely naked, sitting on the couch as she came, with me fully dressed in my work clothes, on my knees, with my wet tongue rubbing at her clit.

That night, Cassidy was waiting for me as I walked in the apartment door, wearing sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. She had a rosy color in her cheeks and a heat burning in her blue eyes. As I began emptying my pockets of my keys and my wallet, Cassidy's eyes never left me. She was looking at me like a hungry wolf admiring a piece of meat. I laughed as the thought crossed my mind.

That caught her off guard, throwing off her concentration. "What's so funny?" she asked.

"I'm almost afraid that you'll attack me and ravage me in the doorway, the way you're looking at me," I teased.

She laughed, a quiet and easy laugh. "Is it that obvious?" she asked. She thought a moment before continuing. "Don't you ever get... just... CRAZY horny?" she asked. "Aren't you a guy? I thought all guys get like that."

"Of course I do," I said, "You've seen me like that."

Cassidy walked towards me. "I can't stop thinking about that big dick of yours." She approached me slowly, whispering, her hand a light pressure on my chest.

"Don't we have a deal?" I teased, thoroughly enjoying where this was going. "No kissing, no sex... two for one?" I asked.

"Forget the deal," Cassidy said, irritated and stalking back to the living room. "We already did it in a bathroom."

"Fine, what do you want?" I asked, kicking aside my shoes and moving toward my bedroom.

I had started unbuttoning my shirt, mindlessly following the daily routine that guided me every time I came home. It took me a moment to realize that Cassidy hadn't said anything, and when I did I turned. Cassidy was standing completely naked in the living room, her shirt and sweat pants in a discarded pile on the floor next to her feet. She knew just how to stand, one smooth, shapely leg in front of the other, the toes on her front foot pointed downward. Seeing her taut, athletic form completely bare still took my breath away. Her hips swelled so gently and gracefully up towards her flat stomach. Her pussy lips were completely bare, just the outline of her abs above them like a smudged line on a pencil drawing. Her big, proud, upright breasts sticking out from her chest as she drew back her shoulders, capped by her little pink nipples. Her red hair falling loosely around her oval face, making her blue eyes stand out like bright, shining gems. And her smile, her red lips contrasting with her sparkling white teeth, lighting up her whole face.

"You telling me you don't want this?" she asked evenly, steadily. Her question was demanding and empty of desire.

I choked. I did, I honestly choked, the words catching in the back of my mouth as they all tried to come out in a jumble.

"Of course I do," I finally managed, feeling my cock already beginning to stir in my pants.

Cassidy seemed to be shivering slightly, I assumed at the time that she was just cold from standing there in her birthday suit. Later on I came to recognize that Cassidy got so horny sometimes that she literally trembled with desire. "Good," she responded quietly and evenly. "Then no more deals. If I want something and you're up for it, we do it. If you want something and I'm up for it, we do it. How does that sound?"

Determined not to stumble this time, I replied, "Sounds good." Looking back at it now, I realize that casual moment is where I completely lost myself.

"You feel like fucking right now?" Cassidy asked evenly. Her questioning blue eyes never left mine and they never blinked.

"Yes," I said firmly.

"Then let's stop joking around and fuck," Cassidy responded.

She walked toward me confidently, her hips swaying seductively. Her hand went to the back of my head and drew me down into a kiss, her soft, sweet lips meeting mine and the tips of our tongues quickly flowing out in a gentle brush.

Cassidy's small fingers began searching insistently for the zipper on the front of my pants, and my already swelling cock enjoyed feeling her fingertips brush me through the fabric. I think she thought she would take my cock out and we would fuck right there, but I had other ideas. If Cassidy was going to be more assertive, I was going to show her that I could be assertive too.

Before Cassidy could react, my hands were under her arm pits and I was lifting her off of her feet. She let out a cute little squeal of surprise that was half giggle, but offered no resistance as I set her down carefully on the kitchen counter. My hands went to her smooth, creamy inner thighs, and I spread her legs forcefully. Then my head and shoulders bent down between her knees and my tongue was gingerly licking the outer folds of her pussy. I could feel the heat coming off of her snatch, and sense the moisture that was building up just behind those folds. As my tongue snaked deeper into Cassidy's womanhood, she let out a low moan and her fingers ran through my hair.

I traced her folds upwards, feeling her pussy start to leak its juices around my tongue, demonstrating her level of arousal. When the tip of my wet tongue brushed lightly against her clit, Cassidy shuddered.

"I'm not sure going down on me is going to be enough," she said.

I looked up at her from between her legs, finding her blue eyes looking down at me pleadingly. "Every good meal comes with an appetizer," I replied with a smirk.

With that, my hot mouth closed over her pussy lips. My tongue began to lash up and down over her clit, alternating with rubbing her little bud gently between my lips. Cassidy's body shuddered around me and she moaned, her hands pulling my head into her aching pussy. Her slick juices dripped all around my slathering tongue and coated my face.

I bore down with my tongue, rubbing rapid circles around and around her wet, sensitive spot. I was about to slip a finger into her when Cassidy cried out, "I'm going to cum!"

I barely had time to register what she had said, thinking that it was much too soon, and then she screamed, "Shit!" and her strong thighs clamped around my head while she panted and her body shook around me.

When her thighs finally released their grip on my face, I stood up to find her chest pink with heat and her body covered in a barely visible sheen of sweat. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily.

I had my pants and boxer shorts off in one quick motion, finally freeing my solid, throbbing cock. I lifted Cassidy's smooth, shapely legs so that the heel of each of her feet rested on my shoulders and my excited cock head was rubbing at her pussy folds. Cassidy's eyes opened and she smiled at me with her perfect, white teeth, her eager face framed by her silky red hair.

"Go ahead..." Cassidy began to say, but the feeling of the heat coming off of her pussy and her juices dripping around my hard knob were too much for me to wait. I slowly sank every inch of my thick meat deep into her hot, tight hole. Cassidy moaned in response, and her sparkling blue eyes grew wider as inch after inch of my hardness slipped between her swollen pussy lips and into her warm, wet channel.

I withdrew almost to the tip, feeling how tightly her slippery pussy walls clung to my thick meat, then plunged my full cock back into Cassidy, burying my manhood inside of her until my balls slapped against her bottom.

"Oh shit!" Cassidy exclaimed, one hand grasping the back of my neck to hold onto me as I withdrew most of my hard cock and then plowed it back into her. "Oh fuck!" Cassidy moaned, but her fiery blue eyes and smile were all encouragement.

I wrapped my arms around her legs and held her firmly in place as my long dick plowed in and out of her pussy. Cassidy dropped her hands to brace herself for my onslaught, and she was quickly gripping the edge of the counter top, trying to steady herself as I fucked her hard. My eyes broke contact with her sparkling, lust-filled blue eyes only to look down at Cassidy's full tits as they flowed back and forth over her chest. I held her legs in place tightly as I rammed my meat into her over and over, my full balls slapping obscenely on her tight bottom.

"Fuck, that's deep," Cassidy moaned through gritted teeth.

"You want me to stop?" I asked, never slowing as my full, hard cock drilled into her over and over.

"Hell no," Cassidy panted with a smile, her red hair swaying back and forth behind her with the motion of our fucking.

"Good," I said, my grip on her toned legs tightening, "because there's no place to go."

Cassidy's pussy felt so perfect, tightly milking my long cock but not so tight that it felt uncomfortable for my fat, swollen cock head as it flowed back and forth inside of her wet tunnel. I reveled in the feeling of the heat and the wetness as my hips rocked powerfully back and forth, sending my hard pole plunging in and out of her little hole. But what was really turning me on was watching Cassidy's little pink nipples fly up and down over her chest as her big, firm melons were pushed up and down with the force of my fucking. I had never seen such smooth, round tits moving like that before, and it drove me crazy to know that the hard pounding I was giving Cassidy's pussy was doing that.

"I'm going to cum," I grunted, my eyes fixated on her big, bouncing boobs.

"Oh yeah," Cassidy moaned, "Me too."

I groaned a deep, guttural groan, and then I lost it. My orgasm peaked in a brilliant burst of pleasure that overtook me, and I could feel my legs shaking as my load squirted out of my cock and spewed my hot cum deep into Cassidy's hot pussy. I felt my cock twitching deep inside her tight, wet pussy as it delivered its load.

"Oh God," Cassidy moaned softly. I opened my eyes just in time to see her looking at me, and then she shut her eyelids tightly as her own body shook and vibrated through orgasm. She came hard, her muscular legs straining against my chest as she rode her blissful wave of pleasure.

When Cassidy finally opened her eyes, the sparkling blues had a dreamy quality about them. "That was so hot watching you cum and feeling you inside of me," she whispered with a lazy smile. "It drove me over the edge."

As my cock began to soften and I slipped it out of her wet pussy, I looked at Cassidy and felt something stirring in me. She looked so beautiful, with her sleepy blue eyes and pale face framed my her bright red hair, a contented smile on her lips. And at the same time she looked so sexy, all of her smooth skin completely uncovered and on display. A slight sheen of sweat covered her entire body, and her firm, round breasts were still a light shade of pink from her arousal.

Instinctively I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers. She kissed me back softly, and I felt an enormous damn break deep inside of me. It was like a pressure had been building and building, and I had built a wall inside stronger and stronger to deny it. And that soft, tender kiss was all that was needed to obliterate that wall.

As I pulled back and looked into Cassidy's blue eyes, I knew it like I had never known it before. I was in love.

"What do you feel like doing now?" I asked Cassidy.

After a thoughtful moment, she replied, "I feel like I need a shower."

"Ooohh, I can help with that," I teased.

"That sounds like fun," she responded with a bright smile.

Just a few minutes later, we were in the shower together, the hot water flowing over our naked bodies. At first it really was all about getting clean. I always loved a hot shower, and this one was helping to relax my muscles and calm my body. But there was also no resisting the appeal of Cassidy's fantastic body next to mine, the water cascading over her large, round breasts and plastering her red hair to her neck and back.

I was quickly feeling playful, and soon my soapy hands were rubbing circles over Cassidy's firm butt cheeks. "Let me help you clean back here," I said with mocking seriousness.

"Oh, thank you sooooo much," Cassidy replied mockingly with a laugh.

Cassidy's smooth, lily white ass wasn't big, but it had a toned firmness to it that I loved. I especially enjoyed feeling that firmness as my soapy hands slid over her wet ass cheeks.

"Here, let me help you clean this," Cassidy said after a minute of letting me feel up her ass. She turned and brazenly grabbed my limp dick, her soapy fingers sliding over my cock skin. "This thing can be so dirty," she teased.

"Oh it can," I said, my hands sliding up her sides and over her breasts. As my palms slipped in circles over her wet nipples, the hot water flowing between our bodies, I said to her, "Isn't it so much more fun getting clean with someone else's help."

"Totally," Cassidy responded with a smile. Her hand was continuing to slide up and down my pole, gripped loosely in her soft fingers. While Cassidy's attention felt good, my manhood wasn't quite ready for a repeat performance.

I leaned my head down towards Cassidy and we kissed again, our lips meeting softly at first and then more insistently. Her tongue slipped out between her lips and soon our tongues were entwined, rubbing against each other as our mouths joined in passion.

I drew Cassidy towards me, and her free hand went around my back. Her soft but full breasts mashed against my chest, and I could feel the heat of her body against me as the warm water continued to flow over both of us. Cassidy's hand was tugging on my slippery cock a little more insistently, but it still wasn't ready to respond. So I slipped one of my hands down over Cassidy's smooth, wet stomach, past her waist and between her legs. When I rubbed gingerly at Cassidy's pussy lips, she moaned into my mouth, our lips still pressed together.

I quickly found the hard bump of Cassidy's clit and rubbed gently against it. Then, with the hot water still flowing over us, I quickly slipped my finger past Cassidy's pussy lips and deep into her hot, wet love tunnel. Cassidy gasped and broke our kiss to smile at me, and I took the opportunity to kiss my way slowly down her soft neck while my finger rubbed in and out of her tight, soft pussy. Eventually my lips found their way to Cassidy's firm, perky breasts, and I sucked one of her pink nipples between my lips and slathered it with the full length of my wet tongue.

Cassidy moaned, lifting one foot onto the edge of the shower. With her legs more widely spread, I slipped two fingers into her tight vagina, pumping them in and out of her hole a little more gently than I had done with my cock. Cassidy moaned her approval, my lips still suckling on the tip of her big breast. Looking up at her blue eyes while I finger fucked her, with her nipple in my mouth, my cock finally started responding.

I began to pull my hand away, but Cassidy grabbed my wrist. "No," she pleaded, "Don't stop."

I pulled my hand away, grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her firmly around until her hands were resting on the back wall of the shower. When I pressed my hand decisively into her back, between her shoulder blades, Cassidy compliantly leaned forward and stuck round her ass out.

I ran the palm of my hand down her smooth back, over her wet ass cheek with the shower water still running down the curve of her butt, and gave her a firm, wet slap on her bottom. Cassidy started and yelped, but did not try to turn around. With one hand still firmly on her round ass, I slipped two fingers into Cassidy's open pussy from behind, jamming my fingers in and out of her and feeling her warm internal wetness.

I quickly replaced my fingers with my cock head, and had to crouch slightly like I had done in the bar to get the angle right. But with Cassidy encouraging me with a quiet, quick "Yes," I slipped my fat cock head past her tight opening and shoved my thick, wet, man meat up into her pussy.

My hands gripped Cassidy's hips firmly, pulling her back onto my pole as I thrust forward with my midsection. Soon her tight ass cheeks were jiggling as I rammed my hard dick into her hot tightness over and over and over again. I enjoyed watching the little sprays of water as the shower continued to flow over our bodies while her ass shook in waves from my pounding. With my insistent thrusts and hands firmly pulling her back onto my rod, there was little that Cassidy could do but hold onto the shower wall.

It may have been the finger fucking, but again Cassidy caught me off guard with how quickly she came. "Ohhhh... I'm close," was all the warning I got before she screamed, "aaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHH!!" with rising pitch as she came. If not for her warning and a slight shaking of her legs, I would not have understood that her panting pleas were a signal that she was cumming on my cock.

I slowed my pace a little, but I was not done. Cassidy apparently was, as she reached behind herself to push back against my chest as she lifted her hips and my still hard pole slipped out from her wet pussy. Cassidy's blue eyes dropped to my manhood, which was still rock solid and standing at attention, before looking up to mine.

"I need a break from fucking," she explained weakly.

"I understand," I said, still very aroused as I looked down at her curvy naked body sitting at the back of the shower. "You want to go dry off while I take care of this?"

"No, no," Cassidy said determinedly, "If you're going to keep going then let me help."

Without another word, shifting to a kneeling position on her knees, Cassidy quickly took the tip of my penis in her mouth. She suckled on the tip, glancing up at me with her blue eyes as if to say that she wanted to make sure I was happy with what was happening, and then she plunged her soft, sucking lips down several inches of my cock. Her wet, red hair swung back and forth in the shower, kicking off spray as her mouth slid up and down over my sensitive cock skin. She suckled hard as she slid down, wrapping my pole tightly between her lips, and then swirled her tongue on the way up my meat.

An idea quickly sprang into my head, and I asked, "Since we're in the shower, do you mind if I cum on your face."

Cassidy released my cock head with a loud pop of suction and said, "Yeah, that's okay." She paused, looking up at me with those devilish blue eyes, and then said, "You ready now?"

"Yeah," I said, my hand grasping my cock and beginning to stroke up and down my shaft.

When I began jacking myself, I realized that I wasn't as close as I had thought to cumming. But Cassidy just closed her eyes and sat there, some of the shower spray sprinkling her pale face and running down over her chin. The submissiveness of her just sitting there, waiting for my cum, a slight smile on her full lips, her red hair stuck to the back of her neck, got me really turned on. Maybe thirty seconds of pumping my dick and I could feel the orgasm approaching.

"I'm going to cum," I warned, "You ready?"

"Go right ahead," Cassidy said with a smile, and I did.

I fought once again to keep my eyes open as I came, and I remember it being one of those delicious orgasm where the intensity of the pleasure builds and builds beyond the point where you think your cock should be spewing, but the ejaculation doesn't happen. I was so turned on by waiting to see the ropes of cum cover Cassidy's face that it made the orgasm even more intense, until finally something clicked and my white cumshot erupted out of my tip and splattered wetly onto Cassidy's face. Rope after rope of cum painted her right down the middle, over the bridge of her little nose, and then over one closed eye and down over her chin, and then a thick string of white on one of her apple cheeks. For a brief moment she was covered, wearing my cum all over her face. Quickly the water from the shower began to cause some of the cum to wash away, and then with a few wipes of her hand it was all gone.

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I don't recall a lot of details about what happened after the shower that night. I'm pretty sure we ate dinner, I don't remember much else of what we did. I do remember being tired, both from the week and from all the fucking that afternoon and evening. I do recall that we never put any clothes on, spent the whole evening naked together. And I remember that we were talking in her bed and both ended up falling asleep next to each other in her bedroom.

When I woke up, there were many reasons why it took me a while to get my bearings. The first was realizing that I was not in my own bed and slowly having to remember that I had fallen asleep in Cassidy's bed. The next was that the lights were on and I thought it might be morning but I had no idea what time it was. My first movement was to look down at the alarm clock by Cassidy's bedside and seeing that it was 4 something in the morning. My next move was to look down my body to try to figure out what was going on.

Cassidy's head was resting low on my chest, her red hair falling loosely all around her face and her blue eyes looking up at me. Her fingers were absently playing with my penis, alternately rubbing lightly over the shaft of my pole and twirling her fingers lightly around my cock head.

"Oh good, you're awake," she said in greeting, her blue eyes twinkling. And with that, she lowered her lips over the shaft of my cock and began licking on the sensitive underside of my soft rod.

As I came to my senses, I enjoyed the soft feeling of Cassidy's big breasts pressed against my chest as she rested atop me. While her went tongue slid all over the sensitive skin of my shaft, I drank in the sight of her round, firm backside rising up off of the bed behind her. When she wetly sucked the head of my cock between her soft lips and began to run her tongue around my tip, she looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes of hers. I could feel the warm blood rushing to fill my rapidly growing member.

As soon as Cassidy had gotten my cock to full mast with her soft, sucking mouth, I quickly slipped from beneath her and rolled myself atop her back before she had a chance to react. She was pinned lying on her stomach, beneath the weight of my warm body. My long, thick dick nestled in the crack between her firm, round ass cheeks.

"Careful back there," she teased from beneath me.

I reached around her waist and Cassidy lifted her hips to accommodate me. My fingers soon found her soft feminine folds, and she wiggled her bottom as I rubbed gently around the top of her womanhood. By the time I found her clit with my probing fingertip, Cassidy had lifted up with her knees and was pressing her ass upwards against my excited cock.

A few gentle flicks of my finger against her hard little nub and I could feel the moisture beginning to coat Cassidy's pussy lips. Our success at figuring out how I could fuck her from behind while she was standing had made me want to try something else. It was something I had tried before with another partner, but we could never figure out the right angle or maybe just weren't well matched in our parts. But I wanted to try it with Cassidy.

I placed my feet on either side of Cassidy's hips and stood over her in a very low crouch. It was a strain in my thighs to stand over her that way, but when I took my hard dick in my hands and bent over to position it at the entrance of Cassidy's wet and eager opening, Cassidy lifted her ass even higher and our sexes joined. I shifted my weight forward with my legs and my full, hard cock slid slowly into Cassidy's tight, wet hole.

In this position, I all I had to do was lift with my legs to quickly withdraw the full length of my cock, and then crouch and hunch forward to let my weight bury the full length of my rod deep into Cassidy's soft, gripping pussy. The first time I shoved the whole length of my pole deep into Cassidy, she let out all of the air inside of her with an uncontrolled gasp. I was surprised, after my prior difficulty, that this position worked so easily for us.

I grabbed hold of the smooth curves in Cassidy's hips and went to work plowing her hard and fast with my stiff pole. Using the power of my legs instead of thrusting with my hips, it was the hardest and fastest I had ever fucked a woman before. My rigid meat flew in and out of Cassidy's tight pussy, her soft, wet pussy walls gripping my super sensitive tip as it rubbed up and down her channel.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," Cassidy began to pant with my fast and deep thrusts. "Ggnnnn," she grunted between gritted teeth as I shoved my dick into her hard. Her voice was high and full of arousal. "Oh... I've never... I've never been fucked so fast. OH SHIT! And you're hitting right against... oh... right against my G spot."

I could feel her pussy getting tighter around my relentless, pounding cock. With the mention of her G spot, I stopped burying myself up to my balls in her snatch and focused on just the first two or three inches of my member. With the downward angle of lowering myself, my cock was pushing hard against the front wall of her pussy, and her reaction to my new focus was immediate.

"Ohhhh!" she cried out. "Oh God... yeah... just like that... just like that!" She was practically screaming, oblivious as her chest was pushed across the bed by the motion of my fucking.

"Oh shit!" she yelled, her voice raw with pleasure. And then suddenly she was cumming hard, her shapely legs kicking behind her and her head thrashing from side to side as I continued my insistent plowing, pushing my hard cock in and out of her warm, wet hole.

I didn't stop with Cassidy's orgasm, just slowed a bit. I was nowhere near ready to cum, though her screaming and shaking had turned me on. I kept shoving my hard cock into her tight, wet walls, my cock head flowing back and forth against her sensitive, slippery skin. My fingers gripped deep into her hips, pulling her back to be impaled hard onto my rod, and holding her in place as I rapidly withdrew.

"Oh shit," Cassidy began to moan softly. "Oh shit... oh shit." She raised herself up onto her elbows to stop her chest from sliding across the bed.

I fucked her hard and deep, pumping my legs and my hips to push my cock quickly in and out of her wet pussy. I was fucking her so hard that the feminine juices of her orgasm began to spray out of her pussy every time I buried my hard meat to the hilt in her tight hole.

Cassidy's voice rose in pitch as she began to squeal, "Oh God! Oh my God!" She began shaking her head side to side, her red curls flowing back and forth across the pale skin of her shoulders.

I could tell she was close and again focused on pushing just the first few inches on my thick dick into her throbbing pussy. I drove my cock head hard against her rubbery G spot, swiftly rubbing her wet spot over and over and over and over.

"Holy shit!" Cassidy screamed, her whole body shaking as she came again. She tried to shove her face into the bed to muffle her loud moans as she came hard, her whole midsection trembling with the power of the pleasure that coursed through her body. I could feel her pussy walls tighten around my thick member and her juices flooding outward around my pole.

I was so turned on by how hard she came, I could feel the tingling pleasure of my own orgasm beginning to build. My cock kept driving rapidly in and out of Cassidy's pussy, but when her legs stopped kicking she quickly pulled herself forward and my cock popped free of her pussy's grip.

"No more," she panted, "Holy shit, no more," She was breathless, her fiery red hair matted to her head and face as she turned to face me. "I need a break."

But I was too close. My hand went immediately to my cock, completely coated with Cassidy's slippery, wet juices. As Cassidy turned her body over to face me, it took only a few well practiced strokes of my closed fist over the swollen head of my dick and I felt the orgasm burn through my loins and out the tip of my manhood.

The first blast of cum caught Cassidy squarely in the chest, running down over one of her full breasts and covering one of her small, pink nipples with the whiteness of my spunk. Cassidy reached out instinctively, her soft fingers brushing against the tip of my dick, and the next spray of cum coated her palm and ran in a line down to her elbow. Her finger tips closed around the head of my cock, and with my body still racked by my own orgasm, I pumped two more squirts of my cum over the tops of her big, round breasts. My white cum mixed with the glistening sweat on her chest and both began to run down the valley between her two, perky globes.

Cassidy smiled up at me with her bright, white smile, her blue eyes dancing with delight in her eyes. It was both beautiful and obscene, my cum covering her chest and her fingers still softly holding onto the tip of my pole.

"That was fun," she said. "I'm sorry I couldn't feel that cum inside of me, but you pounded my pussy raw... Maybe next time."

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After eating breakfast together the following morning, I sat down on the couch and my semi-erect cock was sticking straight up from my lap. We hadn't put any clothes back on since the night before, and watching Cassidy move about, even the way her big, firm breasts swayed back and forth while she beat the eggs, had got me a little turned on again.

"So what does this mean for us now?" I asked.

Cassidy came and sat in my lap, facing me with her knees on either side of my body and her smooth, warm thighs settling over me. "I told you what it means," she said looking down at me as she ran a hand through my hair. "It means we can fuck whenever we want to fuck. It means we don't have to hold back if we don't want to, we... trust each other enough that we can just be happy and do what we want."

Cassidy leaned down and pressed her lips softly against mine. My fingers reached up and ran through her red hair and then down her pale neck as our tongues brushed softly against each other. Continuing down her body, my hand found the swell of her big, firm breast, and my thumb brushed across her nipple. Cassidy rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing her soft, moistening pussy lips up and down the length of my shaft.

As soon as I was hard, Cassidy lifted her hips and positioned the entrance to her womanhood over the top of my pole. Then she sank down slowly, covering inch after inch of my stiff cock with her wet, tight pussy. Both of my hands were on her big, round breasts, sliding over her sensitive pink nipples as she slowly raised herself up and down on top of my cock.

We didn't fuck this time, we made love. And for me it was love. I kissed her deeply, the full length of my tongue probing into her mouth as my hard pole probed deep into her warm, slippery snatch. She slowly rode me, grinding her clit down into my pelvis, and gasping when I broke our kiss to take her little nipple in my mouth and toy at it with my wet tongue.

When Cassidy came, several minutes later, her hands were on the back of my head, drawing my head hard against her big, round breast as I teased her nipple with my hot mouth. Her cries pushed my own arousal to the point of ecstasy, and this time I came deep inside of her, my hard cock pumping its load against the velvety soft walls of Cassidy's pussy. Where my previous orgasms had been a sharp, quick explosion, this slow love making had produced a deep and pleasurable burn. My own cries were muffled by the press of her full, firm breasts against my face.

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Cassidy and I did not have sex again that weekend. I wish I could say we spent a whole 48 hours doing nothing but pleasuring each other, but we both had other things to do. We barely spent time in the apartment until Sunday night. But every time I saw her, I knew with a deep, unshakable certainty that I had fallen in love with her. I realized I had been trying to deny it to myself for some time, but there was no denying it now. And yet I could not bring myself to tell her. If she did not already love me, maybe our new arrangement would give her that opportunity, and I didn't want to say anything that could compromise that chance. Or stop the fucking.

Sunday night I was getting ready for bed when Cassidy finally came home. I was trying to play it cool, not seem too eager, and so I continued to putter around my room after I heard her arrival. My plan seemed to work as she slipped quietly into my room sometime later, wearing just a long t-shirt which barely covered her firm, round ass.

We had barely kissed before I was lifting her shirt over her head, her big, round breasts sliding back into view. I didn't realize how much I had missed those beautiful boobs in two days until I saw the perfect pink nipples at their tips once again. She was hurriedly pulling down my pants and I was shedding my own shirt, and then I was on the bed on my back, and she was riding me.

She was a vision as I lay there, watching her lift her hips up and down while my stiff pole slid in and out of her. Her small hands were pressed firmly to my chest, her heavy, hanging breasts swaying back and forth with her efforts, her red hair hanging loosely around her smiling face. She panted as she rode me, the wetness of her warm, slippery pussy dripping down the length of my shaft. My upwards thrust were soon meeting her downward plunge, our pelvises slapping together with an obscenely wet sound.

The pleasurable sensations quickly built inside me and then I was cumming, thrusting upwards and planting my thick cock firmly and deeply inside Cassidy as I came. My cum boiled out of me and shot upwards into her hot and waiting womanhood. Cassidy ground her hips down against me, rubbing her clit over my skin as she watched my face while I came. And then she was cumming too, crying out her pleasure while her hips gripped hard against my sides.

She collapsed in a heap atop me, her big, soft breasts settling on my chest while my cock remained inside of her tunnel. We slept in my bed together that night.

We had sex at least every other day over the next two weeks. We would have fucked more, but we both had to work and we had social outings with our respective friends. Most of the time it was in her bed or mine, but I really enjoyed the times we did it in the living room, or the kitchen, or the shower. I remember bending Cassidy over the living room couch one afternoon when she got home from work, her cumming on my cock still clothed from the waist up, and then moaning words of encouragement until I came deep inside her tight pussy.

And I fondly recall having sex while floating in warm water in the bathtub. I was lying on my back, with Cassidy lying on her back atop me. We slipped my cock into her pussy and fucked slowly in the hot water, my hands sliding over her toned body and her smooth, wet breasts. Her big boobs were like two pale, floating islands in the water. It felt like we fucked slowly for half an hour before I finally came inside her pussy, my fingers rubbing her wet clit under the water until she came too with my cock still inside her.

Every time we fucked, I fell a little more deeply in love with Cassidy. She was so fun and sweet, and so admirably forthright. She went for what she wanted. And yet I was bothered about what we were to each other. We didn't go out to dinners together. We didn't go to see movies. She spent time on her own with her own friends and I spent time with mine. I couldn't figure out how to ask her, yet again, what we meant to each other. Or more precisely, I didn't know how to ask what I meant to her.

I thought that a golden opportunity presented itself when two wedding invitations arrived in the mail. Our former roommates had decided to get married quickly, so they could hold the ceremony in the early fall before the weather became too cold. In any case, everyone had expected this since they had decided to move in together. But I had not considered what this could do for my interest in Cassidy.

I was going to be a groomsman. I might have been the best man if my former roommate hadn't had two brothers. Cassidy and I were both at home the afternoon that the invitations arrived.

"Hey, you're going to the wedding, right?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

"Of course," Cassidy replied, taking her invitation from me.

"We're both allowed a 'plus one.' Were you thinking of bringing someone?" I asked.

Cassidy thought for a moment before answering. "I guess not." She paused again. "There's no one I could think of taking."

"Why don't we just go as each other's dates?" I offered. "That way our friends save a little money because we won't be bringing dates, and you can sit at the table with the wedding party."

Cassidy's face lit up, her smile quickly spreading. "That's a great idea," she said. "I'd love to go as dates." We both looked over our invitations for a moment before she added, "Besides, I've always wanted to fuck a groomsman at a wedding."

From the mischief dancing behind her blue eyes, I could tell that Cassidy was joking. But it was the best response I could have hoped for.

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Just under two months later, I was wearing a tuxedo and escorting Cassidy to our friend's wedding ceremony. Little had changed since the day we got our invitations. We were still having sex a lot. There were times when we went a few days, for various reasons, without fucking. Sometimes I didn't see her for a day or two. But every opportunity where we had a little time together, we humped like rabbits.

We still weren't spending much time outside of the apartment with each other. Sometimes we did go to dinner nearby. When one of us was running late with work or some happy hour, we got into the habit of the other offering to cook dinner or order food so the meal would be ready when we got home.

Other than that, we just hung out together around our place. We definitely weren't dating and that made me sad. Cassidy showed no interest in developing our relationship beyond the physical. She was warm and affectionate with me when we were together, and we talked and shared things with each other that only close friends would share. But she never asked about my interest in other women or my long term intentions with her.

If Cassidy had asked, I might have mentioned Kristen to her. Kristen was a coworker, a couple of years younger than me. She was short at 5'2" tall, with pale skin and jet black, shoulder length hair. Her breasts were probably a large B cup, and she had a nice round bottom, more prominent and round than Cassidy's. Kristen's short frame and prominent breasts and ass gave her a curvy figure that made her seem almost voluptuous due to her compact height, even though she did a lot of yoga and did not have much extra body fat on her. Kristen also had a very pretty face, with light brown eyes and a cute little bridge of a nose.

Kristen was very focused and serious at work, but in personal interactions she was very fun and flirty. Many of the younger, single men that I worked with were interested, if not infatuated, by Kristen, and I would be telling a lie if I said she hadn't caught my attention. Young men our age often found several excuses each day to stop by Kristen's desk. I thought it was probably my imagination, but at work and especially at happy hours after work, Kristen seemed to be particularly flirty with me. I did wonder if she had caught my attention because she was such an interesting contrast to Cassidy. Where Cassidy was firm and fit, Kristen was soft and toned. Where Cassidy's hair and eyes were light, Kristen was dark.

But I was in love with Cassidy, and Kristen was far from my mind as we approached the church where our friends' wedding ceremony was going to be held. Cassidy looked amazing in a sea foam green dress that she had chosen to wear. She had taken the time to get her red hair done up in careful curls, and she had spent time to expertly apply her make up that morning. Her face was beaming with happiness, her smile lighting up our apartment when we left that morning. But the dress was also fantastic.

The dress was tasteful for a church, but still pulled in on her hips and clung to her curves. The scoop neck showed off just the pale tops of her big, creamy breasts, and the back end hugged the firm curve of her ass. The compliment of the green dress and her red hair made Cassidy's pale skin seemed to glow.

The wedding ceremony itself was sweet and blessedly short. I was glad I didn't have to spend too much time standing at the front of the church. Afterwards, there was almost an hour of picture taking before the wedding party went to catch the shuttle to the reception. I was pleased to find that Cassidy had patiently waited with the other wedding party dates instead of going on to the reception.

As we sat in the shuttle next to each other, I smiled at her. "I know I've said this at least four times already today, but you look gorgeous in that dress."

She smiled back at me and replied, "You look pretty damn hot in that tuxedo yourself. I just love a man in a sharp tuxedo." Then she lowered her voice and whispered, "I might not be able to stop myself from jumping you during the reception."

Cassidy's tight body in her sexy dress had held me turned on all day, and now her words made my cock twitch. All the sex we had been having had spoiled me. As I looked down into Cassidy's green eyes, the tops of her full, creamy breasts below her face, I wanted her right there and then.

My right hand landed softly on her leg just above her knee, and I purposefully slid my fingers up her smooth, pale thighs and slipped them under her dress. Cassidy first dropped her hand in surprise, her fingers resting atop mine. But when it was clear that I was not stopping, she spread her legs for me. My finger tips brushed softly against the fabric of her panties, and I could feel the heat of her womanhood burning through the covering.

"You're already a little wet, aren't you," I whispered teasingly into her ear. I looked carefully around us, and none of the other people seemed to be paying any particular attention to us.

"I told you, you look pretty hot in that tuxedo... Oh!" Cassidy began in a whisper, until my finger tip began to trace a little more forcefully upwards over her pussy lips.

It wasn't hard to find Cassidy's hard little clit under the fabric of her panties, and I was soon pressing my insistent finger tip against the edges of her sensitive nub. Cassidy spread her legs a little wider for me as I used a second finger to trace over her pussy lips and then began flicking alternatively with my two fingers right on her sensitive spot.

"Anyone who stood up to look would see my arm almost to the elbow is up under your dress," I whispered softly into her ear. "But that's what you like, isn't it? You like the idea that someone could catch you cumming."

"Mmmmm," Cassidy responded, stifling a moan of arousal by biting down hard on her own soft lips.

Deftly, I slipped her panties to the side and began rubbing my finger tips directly against the bare hardness of Cassidy's clit. Her pussy was practically dripping juices, and I coated my finger tips with her wetness before rubbing her own lubricant all over her most sensitive spot. Cassidy's big, round breasts were beginning to rise and fall more rapidly as her breathing quickened with her arousal.

I was so focused on teasing Cassidy's wet pussy that I didn't notice we were almost to the reception. As our shuttle turned into the parking lot, I threw my tuxedo jacket over Cassidy's lap, hiding our activities while my fingers continued to rub insistently over her pleasure center.

When the shuttle stopped and people stood up to leave, Cassidy whispered, "We should stop," her voice practically oozing with arousal. Her blue eyes seemed a little paniced as they scanned the people around us.

"But I thought this is what you like?" I teased, my wet fingers now slowly but forcefully circling around the edges of her excited clit. "You like the idea that someone could catch us. You like the idea that someone might realize that you're about to have an orgasm right in front of everyone."

"Oh God," Cassidy whispered in a half moan, her pale cheeks flushed with pink and her breathing growing ragged.

The other wedding guests began to file past us out of the shuttle, most paying us barely any notice as they were wrapped up in their conversations. I pointed with my free arm and said loudly, "Look at how pretty the sunset looks from here," as the fingers on my other hand began to diddle Cassidy's clit more quickly. If any of the other guests suspected something was wrong, none said anything while they quickly filed out of the shuttle. Even the driver got out and began to stretch his legs.

I could tell from the familiar pace of Cassidy's breathing that she was pretty close to orgasm. Then a voice called from the front of the shuttle, "Hey you guys getting out?"

Cassidy's eyes went wide with terror, but my fingers never ceased their insistent rubbing over her aroused sex. I looked forward and saw that it was one of the groom's cousins, a college sophomore if I remembered correctly. He was gathering his things and beginning to stand.

"Just enjoying the sunset for a minute," I yelled back with a smile, my finger continuing to dance wetly over Cassidy's clit. She was starting to close her thighs against my hand, maybe wanting me to stop while this relative stranger looked at us, maybe wanting at least for us to wait while we were being watched. But I wasn't going to stop.

"You like this," I whispered softly in Cassidy's ear, my eyes taking in the terrified look on her face and then turning back to our fellow passenger, who was still looking over at us. "You love the idea of cumming right in front of this guy, don't you?" I hissed into her ear.

"No," Cassidy whispered weakly, but I could still hear the arousal in her voice as my fingers rubbed against her clit.

"You want him to catch you, don't you?" I whispered. "You want him to see you cum. You want him to know that you are cumming right in front of him."

"Oh God," Cassidy moaned quietly again. The young man at the front of the shuttle was still looking at us, a smile on his face. My fingers began alternating their flicking against her wet little nub once more. Cassidy's face was now flushed almost bright red, and her chest was heaving up and down as she sucked in air in quick gasps.

"Cum for him," I teasingly whispered. "Let him see you cum."

"Oh God!" Cassidy barely managed to stifle her moan. Her blue eyes were glued to the young man watching us, and then her body began to shake. Cassidy fought hard to control herself as she orgasmed on my fingers, but her hips shuddered rapidly and the tops of her breasts quivered as she rode her wave of pleasure. Her thighs clamped down tightly on my hand, but my fingers were still close enough to her pussy to continue brushing her clit with my finger tips. She shut her eyes tightly and bit the inside of her cheek to keep from screaming as she came.

Cassidy was still sucking in air, reveling in the tingles of her orgasmic after glow, when the young man quickly gathered up his jacket and abruptly left the bus. We never found out whether he knew what he had watched. After slapping my shoulder hard with her hand, I removed my arm from under Cassidy's dress and we exited the shuttle with as much poise as we could muster.

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The wedding party and their dates were seated at a large, rectangular table at the front of the reception, with the joyful bride and groom seated at a small table just a few steps away. After washing Cassidy's juices off of my hand in the bathroom, the start of the reception proceeded without much to note. There were introductions and the last of the appetizers were served. Everyone got seated and then dinner started. We made polite conversation with our entertaining table mates, and some touching speeches were made.

After the dinner plates were carried away, and while we were waiting for dessert, Cassidy's hand landed on my upper thigh under the table. She gave me a squeeze and I thought at first that she was trying to get my attention. Then her mischievous little fingers ran lightly over the length of my soft penis. When Cassidy's thumb and forefinger found the tip of my dick and squeezed gently, I knew for sure that it wasn't just an accident that her fingers had found my member.

"What are you doing?" I whispered to her with a smile.

"Having my dessert," Cassidy whispered back with a devious smile of her own.

My eyes darted around the table and the room. A couple of people returned my gaze, but no one seemed very interested in us. Those who were looking were doing so because we were sitting at the head table.

Cassidy's fingers had found the outline of my cock within my pants, and hidden by the draping tablecloth, her fingers began to slide up and down the side of my pole. Cassidy barely seemed to be looking at me, the movement of her arm almost undetectable. But I could feel Cassidy's hand rubbing up and down my member through the thin fabric of my dress pants, and regardless of my intentions, my cock was getting hard.

"You need to have this dessert right now?" I asked in another whisper.

"No," Cassidy whispered, her bright white teeth lighting up her smile as she leaned forward to whisper in my ear, "But I want to. I think it's only fair after what you did to me earlier."

With Cassidy's warm breath on my ear, her fingers sliding insistently over my inflating pole, and the tops of her full, round breasts in my line of sight as she leaned towards me, I was completely hard in no time.

Silverware clinked against a glass, and the best man was soon giving his speech. Cassidy's fingers never stopped lightly rubbing and teasing under the table. The maid of honor went next, followed by some random conversation, and then the father of the bride was dancing with his daughter.

As we watched the father/daughter dance, I told Cassidy, "You're going to have to cut that out. All the friction is starting to give me an Indian burn."

"No problem," she replied smartly, eyes fixed on the dance floor. In about three seconds she had my zipper down, had reached into my pants, and had pulled my cock out through the flap in the front.

"Cassidy," I whispered harshly and angrily, but the waver in my voice betrayed my conflict. We would be in so much trouble if we got caught doing this, my cock was out in the open air under the table, with a hundred people in the room around us. But I had been aroused by Cassidy all day, and the last several minutes of her gentle fondling had me wanting to let her continue.

Cassidy didn't even look at me, let alone respond. Instead, she reached into her little purse, poured an ample amount of hand lotion out into her palm, and was quickly lubricating the length of my hard shaft with the slippery fluid.

What both saved and cursed me was that the dancing started. Almost everyone else from our table, and a lot of other couples in the room, moved to join the bride and the groom on the dance floor. The lights in the room also went down significantly. One of the bridesmaids asked Cassidy if we were going to join in the dancing, and without even looking at me Cassidy responded that I needed a little time to digest. I gave in, surrendering myself to the delicious sensations of Cassidy's slippery hand gliding up and down over the excited skin of my rigidly hard penis. My loins were aching for the sweet release of orgasm, and Cassidy's tight grip with her soft fingers was milking me steadily towards that blissful eruption. I was glad that the music had gotten loud and most people were watching what was happening on the dance floor, because the wet squelching of Cassidy's hand job was starting to make noticeable slurping noises under the table.

Other than my concern over people hearing us, I was largely ignorant of anything else going on around us. My brain was all too happy to focus on the pleasurable sensations Cassidy was rubbing into my cock. That's probably why I didn't notice the one person still sitting at our table until the tingles in my groin had started to approach orgasm. With my body turned slightly towards Cassidy in order to provide her soft hands with better access to my rigid pole, my back was turned slightly towards our other table mate. Her name was Mary, the bride's first cousin, who was at her first wedding since she turned 21, so she was able to celebrate with the open bar for the first time. Mary was a blond wisp of a girl, thin with skinny arms and legs. She also had a very pretty face, with sharp, angular cheek bones and bright blue eyes framed by long, silky blond hair.

I wasn't thinking about Mary. I was thinking about how Cassidy's arm was starting to shake the table cloth as her hand pumped faster and faster up and down my pole. The resulting vibrations were causing the pale tops of her big breasts to jiggle, which was getting me even hornier. But combined with the soft squelching noises coming from under the table, alarms were starting to go off in my head that someone might notice. Those alarm bells were being drowned out by the roar of my approaching orgasm.

"I think she knows what we're doing," Cassidy whispered with a devious smile. Her hands pulled insistently at the crown of my cock, sending tingling bolts of pleasure through my groin every time she slipped her closed fist over the sensitive head.

"Who?!" I blurted out with alarm, scanning the dance floor and seeing no one who was paying any particular interest to us.

"Mary," Cassidy whispered with a slight head nod in Mary's direction.

I turned to look over my shoulder and sure enough, Mary appeared to be looking at me and Cassidy. Her head was definitely not turned in the direction of the people on the dance floor. I looked back at Cassidy, unsure of what to do.

"Yup, she's definitely watching us," Cassidy whispered, now returning Mary's stare while her fingers continued to slide tightly over my excited rod. "Look at cute little blondy, she must know what we're doing."

"Maybe we should stop..." I responded weakly.

"Why?!" Cassidy returned with unexpected vehemence. "Didn't you do the EXACT same thing to me earlier?"

"I guess," I responded breathlessly, my mind having a difficult time focusing on anything other than the pleasurable feeling of Cassidy's closed fist pulling up and down over my hard cock.

"You close to cumming?" Cassidy asked.

"Yes."

"Then LOOK AT HER!" Cassidy whispered demandingly.

I turned over my shoulder again, Mary's blue eyes meeting mine as I turned to look at her, a slightly puzzled expression on her pretty face. There was just something both dirty and exhilarating about pretty Mary's innocent blue eyes locked on mine while another woman was pleasuring my manhood. I was right near the edge of orgasm when Cassidy whispered softly right against my ear, "Cum for her."

That little encouragement sent my libido shooting skyward and the resulting orgasm set my whole body aflame. My orgasm was a white hot burst of pleasure up through my body, my eyes drinking in one last glimpse of Mary's pretty face before squeezing shut tightly. Luckily Cassidy had prepared for this moment, and one of the table napkins was covering my cock as my semen shot forth in a white rope. I tried to control my body and not attract attention, but Cassidy's fingers continue to gently play with the underside of my cock head, coaxing the orgasm and cum out of me and into the napkin in her other hand. With Cassidy stoking my orgasm as I came, my midsection and my legs shook, and it was all I could do not to groan or yell.

When I opened my eyes, Mary was still looking at me. In the darkness, it almost seemed like there was a slight flush to her pale face, and her pink lips were slightly parted. Our eyes met for a brief moment, and then she quickly turned away and stood to leave her seat.

Cassidy carefully scooped up the cum on my cock as she lifted away the napkin, wiped the back of her slippery hand on it, and then discarded it on the floor under the table. "We should both probably go clean up in the bathroom to make sure we didn't get any mess on ourselves."

After a quick check in the bathroom mirror and wiping away some lotion from my pants, I met Cassidy on the dance floor. We were both big smiles and goofy energy, and really enjoyed the party. I bumped into Mary a couple of times on the dance floor, and she gave me and Cassidy some friendly smiles. But it also seemed like Mary tried to keep her distance from us.

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Inevitably the alcohol took over, and I remember dancing wildly and getting very sweaty but little else about the reception. I don't even remember how we got back to the hotel afterwards, though I assume it was the wedding shuttle. And I do clearly remember one flash of the dance floor lights illuminating the tops of Cassidy's full breasts in her little green dress, but that's about it.

My memory starts to clear back in the hotel pool. When I had looked in on the pool after checking into the hotel, I thought it was a sad little place. Floor to ceiling windows let in a lot of light from the outside, but the view faced the back of the hotel which was a bunch of thick hedges and then the solid concrete wall of a warehouse next door. You couldn't see the pool from the entry door, you had to walk a short way and turn a corner. Even then, what greeted you was a small cement pond that could fit a maximum of 25 people and smelled strongly of chlorine.

But when my memory began to clear, the pool was a happening place. There were at least a dozen of young revelers, loudly laughing and some still drinking, as we splashed around drunkenly in the water. I was (thankfully) wearing swim trunks that I had packed for some reason. Many of the people with us were in their underwear, men in boxers and women in bras and panties. Cassidy was sitting on my lap on the steps in a mismatched bra and panty set, with one of my t-shirts over that which stretched almost down to her knees.

I vaguely recall the bride and groom being at the pool party at one point, which explains why I was told afterwards that they started the partying there. At the point my foggy memory starts to clear, the people with us were still being loud and splashing around the small pool, but the party was winding down and people were starting to leave.

As the other partiers began to filter out, I realized that blond, willowy Mary was sitting in a pool chair near the short entry hallway. She was wearing a long t-shirt, like Cassidy, and I guessed she was also down to hear underwear underneath. I wasn't paying much attention to Mary, because she seemed to be quietly keeping to herself. Most of my attention was focused on sharing stories and laughing with the other guests. Cassidy sitting on my lap was the most affectionate thing she had ever done with me in public, but otherwise she was largely ignoring me, talking to other people.

Finally there was just me, Cassidy, and another young couple left at the small, indoor pool, along with the empty bottles and plastic cups that represented the remnants of the party. Mary was still sitting in her chair near the doorway, her blond hair wet and stuck to the back of her neck and her shirt clinging to her thin frame, so I assume she had gone into the pool at some point.

Cassidy, predictably, had started getting frisky. While still chatting with the other couple present, she began wiggling her smooth, slippery, wet butt cheeks across my lap under the water. One of my hands slipped casually down Cassidy's slippery thigh and found the soft spot at the joining of her legs that I had grown to know so well. While Cassidy and I casually chatted with the other couple, she slid her slippery butt cheeks over my growing erection and I playfully ran my finger up and down over her pussy lips.

The other young couple got out of the water and spent a few minutes collecting their things. The girl couldn't seem to find the shoes she remembered wearing down to the pool. While we laughed about their misplaced items, Cassidy began really pressing her firm ass against my crotch. Emboldened by the alcohol and irritated with her teasing, I opened the front flap of my swim shorts and drew my hard cock through the opening. Cassidy caught me off guard by quickly reaching down, grasping my cock between her soft, slippery fingers, and giving my meat two friendly tugs.

If the other couple noticed our friskiness in the water, they did a good job of hiding it. More likely, they were distracted by the search for their things and the water did an adequate job of covering our shenanigans. I slipped my fingers under the waistband of Cassidy's bottoms and tugged downward. She helped by lifting herself off my lap and moving to the edge of the pool, enabling me to pull the bottoms over her tight, round ass and most of the way down her leg. She lifted her chest onto the deck of the pool, the top of her ass floating to the surface of the water, and I could see her bottoms dangling off of one ankle. It took me a second to realize that she was pointing. She had spotted the missing shoes under one of the chairs.

The other couple was so grateful to find the shoes, they barely noticed that I strode up behind Cassidy with my full, proud cock sticking out in front of me. I grabbed Cassidy's hips, pointed my round cock head at the opening of her pussy, and was about to thrust myself home when Cassidy pushed me away. The other couple offered their thanks, awkwardly gathered up their things, and said goodnight.

"Not in this dirty pool water," Cassidy whispered, turning back to face me with a serious look on her face. "There's so much chlorine.

"What was he about to do?" came a soft voice. It was quiet Mary, who we had mostly forgotten during our time at the pool.

I froze for a moment, trying to come up with an excuse when Mary spoke again so quietly that it was almost difficult to hear what she was saying.

"What was he trying to do, just then, when you pushed him away?" Mary asked.

Cassidy's blue eyes locked on mine, a mischievous look on her face, and she answered, "He was being very naughty and trying to shove his cock in me."

I was caught completely off guard by the response, and was even more surprised when Mary said, "Oh, I thought it was something like that."

Cassidy turned to face Mary, still waist deep in the pool water, and asked in a coaxingly sweet voice, "You weren't going to tell on us, were you Mary?"

"Of course not" replied the little blond, a silly smile spreading across her face.

"Why ARE you still down here, Mary," Cassidy asked, her head cocked in honest interest. "Were you going to watch us if we fucked down here in the pool?"

"I don't know," Mary replied, "I guess I thought you might do something... interesting again."

"Have you had sex before?" Cassidy asked.

"What?" came the quiet reply.

"You heard me. Have you had sex before?" Cassidy asked again insistently. "We won't tell anyone, just like you weren't going to tell anyone if we had sex down here. You keep our secrets and we'll keep yours."

Mary's blue eyes appeared genuinely thoughtful for a moment, and then she responded softly, "Yes, I've had sex."

"You ever see other people have sex before?" Cassidy continued to pry.

"No," Mary began, and then added, "Unless you count what you two did at the dinner earlier."

Cassidy laughed, a light, sweet laugh. "So you did know what was going on," Cassidy finally said.

"Yeah," Mary responded. After another pause she added, "Why did you do that?"

"We were just fooling around and you happened to catch us," Cassidy answered.

I had no idea where this conversation was going, but my hard on was starting to drain away and if I wasn't going to get to fuck Cassidy in this pool then I was starting to lose interest. I began to consider gathering up our own things and seeing if Cassidy might let me fuck her back in our hotel room. Cassidy seemed to sense that I was losing interest, and she gently grasped my deflating cock under the water, playfully rubbing at my cock head with her thumb.

Cassidy's eyes turned away from my cock and back to Mary as she asked, "Did it turn you on to watch him cumming?"

"Yeah, I guess a little," Mary responded.

"Is that why you waited down here with us, you wanted to see if we would fool around again?" Cassidy asked.

"Probably," Mary responded very quietly.

"If I let him fuck me in front of you, would you be willing to play with yourself in front of us?" Cassidy asked, again catching me completely off guard with the question. "I mean, I think it's only fair. If you get to watch us fuck then we should get to watch you cum."

"Umm..." Mary considered slowly while we waited. "I guess so."

"You sure you okay with this, Mary?" Cassidy asked again.

"Yup," Mary replied with little hesitation. "But what if someone comes in here and finds us?"

Cassidy laughed, "Then we'll scatter." Cassidy turned back to face me, my cock still in her fingers, and asked, "You good with this, sexy?"

Still a little foggy, I tried to reach deep into my brain to ask myself if I thought this was a good idea. The response that came back was, "Why not?" So out loud I said, "How are we going to do this?"

"However you want," Cassidy told me, a devious look on her pretty face. "But first Mary has to let us see that pussy."

Mary hesitated again, but eventually she stood and pulled down a pair of white panties and kicked them away with her foot. Once she had made the decision to play along, Mary was committed and sat back down with her legs spread. There was just a little strip of white blond hair running up from her pussy, but her lips were pale and very pink, completely shaved and looking a little wet in the artificial overhead lights of the pool room.

Cassidy was peeling off her shirt and stepping out of the pool. Little trickles of water ran down Cassidy's smooth, shimmering skin, highlighting the channel between Cassidy's big, round breasts and the swell of her smooth, toned thighs. I followed Cassidy out of the water. In my horny, playful state, once it became clear that I was going to get to fuck Cassidy here and now, my mind could focus on little else. But then I hesitated as my exposed cock came out of the water and I began to shed my shorts. Cassidy and I were not alone.

Again seeming to sense my hesitation, Cassidy turned back to delicately grasp my full, rigid erection in her hands. "Does seeing his cock turn you on?" Cassidy asked.

"Yes," Mary replied a little breathlessly.

"Then play with yourself and enjoy the sight of this big piece of dick," Cassidy teased with a laugh.

Mary's hands actually dipped between her legs. I couldn't quite see from the angle where I was standing, but I was guessing that Mary had indeed begun to play with her own pussy.

Reassured, my focus returned to Cassidy. There was a lot of stimulation hitting me, from Cassidy's nearly naked body glistening with the last drops of pool water to Mary's blue eyes on my manhood, but all of it was contributing to the overwhelming desire for my cock to get its release.

"How do you want to do this?" Cassidy asked me again.

Without I word, I grasped Cassidy's hips firmly and steered her towards the near wall of the pool room. I then pushed between Cassidy's shoulder blades and she bent over to place her hands on the wall in front of her. From this position, slightly bent at the waist, Cassidy's firmly toned ass stuck out behind her. We were maybe six feet away from Mary's chair, though Mary had to physically turn her seat to get a better view of us.

"You want to do this standing up?" Cassidy asked.

I replied by gripping Cassidy's hips and placing my cock head at the wet entrance to her sex. I had to squat a little in order to get the angle right, but I was so horny that as soon as I did get the angle right I thrust my hard meat into Cassidy's hot, wet snatch.

"Oohhhhhh," Cassidy moaned as I pushed several inches of my throbbing, hard dick up into her pussy.

I hunched downward and withdrew a little, then thrust upward, slamming all of my hard cock home into her tight, wet tunnel. I could feel Cassidy's soft and slippery pussy walls gripping me as I quickly built up a rhythm, thrusting my thick meat in and out of her pussy. Cassidy gasped and then began to moan as I fucked my meat in and out of her hole. I held Cassidy in place with a firm grip on her hips as I shoved my meat upwards, and then enjoyed the feeling of her pussy walls sliding against my member as I squatted and withdrew.

There were so many noises echoing in the little pool room. My balls began to slap against Cassidy's clit as I slammed my thick meat home, which in turn caused Cassidy to let out little yelps of pleasure. Cassidy's pussy began to make little squelching noises as I fucked my cock in and out of her. I also began to grunt as I fucked hard upward into Cassidy, feeling Cassidy's tight little pussy milking my member. And even though Cassidy was still wearing her bra, the hard fucking caused her big, round breast to lift up and down over her chest, making a slightly wet, slapping noise.

But the noise that caught my attention was a soft moan from Mary. I turned to look at the little blonde, who was sitting with her legs spread wide, wantonly diddling her little clit with her blue eyes glued to our fucking. Mary's pussy lips were red and dripping with her arousal, and her cheeks were flushed.

Watching Mary play with her clit gave me an idea, and I reached around with one hand and began to rub at Cassidy's clit. She moaned deeply in response, while I continued to slam my cock in and out of her wet, slippery pussy channel. I was starting to feel the pleasurable burning of orgasm building inside my body, listening to Cassidy moan and stealing glances at Mary's aroused face.

Then Cassidy said, "I'm going to cum." Two short whimpers later, as I shoved my rigid pole deep into her tight hole, Cassidy loudly moaned, "OHHHHHHHHHHH" and her body shook as she came.

I slowed my fucking, thrusting upward gently with my hips, as Cassidy came hard on my cock. Her muscular legs shook as she orgasmed, her eyes shut tight while she bit her lips. I myself was close to cumming but not quite at the edge, so I didn't want to stop.

When Cassidy's eyes opened again, she turned to look at Mary. Mary's little fingers were flying up and down as she rubbed at her clit, and she was panting like a dog in heat, her pale cheeks completely flushed red.

As if answering a question from Cassidy's eyes, Mary said, "I'm so close."

"Would seeing his cock help you cum," Cassidy asked, a little out of breath.

"Yes," Mary replied, practically pleading.

"Show her your cock, stud," Cassidy ordered.

Reluctantly, I withdrew my hard dick from Cassidy's hot, tight snatch. My cock was so throbbing hard that it stood straight up, glistening in the pool light with Cassidy's juices.

"Ohhh," Mary moaned quietly, her eyes fixed on my dick and she continued to diddle her aroused clit.

"You want him to touch you with it?" Cassidy asked teasingly.

"No!" Mary replied firmly, still furiously rubbing at her sensitive little spot.

"You want to see his cock cum?" Cassidy asked.

"Yes," Mary responded, then added, "Please."

Cassidy dropped to her knees next to me and grasped my cock tightly in her soft fingers. She began to rapidly pump her closed fist up and down the length of my sensitive shaft, the cock head less than four feet from Mary's face.

Cassidy's fingers tightly sliding up and down my pole quickly started to feel very good, but that did not feel as good as her wet, tight pussy. I also enjoyed the sight of Cassidy's round, firm breasts jiggling back and forth inside the confines of her lacy bra, but it wasn't quite getting me to the edge of orgasm.

Mary on the other hand was moaning at the sight of the hand job just a few feet away. Her little fingers were flying back and forth so quickly over her pussy that I began to wonder how her arm could keep up the motion.

"Have you ever seen one so big?" Cassidy teased, looking at Mary.

"No," Mary panted.

"Does it turn you on to think of a big cock like this slipping into your pussy?" Cassidy asked.

"Yes!" Mary pleaded.

"Are you going to cum?" Cassidy asked.

"Yes!" Mary moaned again. "Make that cock shoot!"

Cassidy's bright, blue eyes looked up at me and she asked, "You close babe? You going to cum for us?"

"I'm pretty close," I responded, Cassidy's slippery fingers continuing to milk my sensitive rod.

Frowning, Cassidy knew that meant I wasn't close to my orgasm. With her free hand, she reached behind herself and unclasped her bra. Cassidy's big and impossibly firm melons spilled into view, her pink nipples bared for my eyes, Cassidy lifted one of her big tits obscenely and said, "You can cum on my tits if you want to."

That caused a little spark of arousal to fire inside of me, sending me a little closer to the pinnacle of arousal.

Then Mary surprised us both by saying, "You can touch my breasts if it will help you."

Mary's blue eyes were on fire with her arousal, and her thin, delicate fingers were furiously working over her wet little nub.

I took a step forward, Cassidy careful not to lose my cock in her grasp as she slid up and down my sensitive pole, and I reached out towards Mary. The thin little blond did not flinch as my hand closed over her smallish breast, and I cupped it firmly in the palm of my hand.

"Ohhh," Mary moaned in response to my hand firmly cupping her little tit. Between Mary's moan and the erotic sensation of playing with Mary's boobs while Cassidy jacked my cock, I felt more tingles bubbling up inside me.

I could feel Mary's hard nipple poking out from beneath her wet t-shirt and bra, and I rubbed at it with my thumb. This elicited a sharper, "Ohh, yes!" from Mary, who began to writhe as I played with her nipple while she played with her clit.

"You going to cum, Mary?" Cassidy asked, her tight grip still milking my pole.

"Yes!" Mary panted.

"You going to cum, honey?" Cassidy asked me.

"Yes," I replied quietly, enjoying the soft squeeze of Mary's tit flesh and the insistent jacking of Cassidy's hand.

"You going to cum because you like playing with Mary's breast?" Cassidy asked.

I looked into Mary's highly aroused face and saw the burning lust behind her blue eyes. "Yes," I replied. Playing along, I added, "Her tit feels sooo good."

Mary squeezed her eyes shut and squeaked, "I'm cumming!" Her thin little body quivered and her skinny legs shook back and forth with the power of her orgasm as it washed over her.

"Oh God," I moaned, watching Mary cum beneath me, feeling her body shake through the little breast I cupped in my hand. The tingling sparks overwhelmed me and I felt the white hot pleasure of the orgasm explode in my body.

Sensing what was happening, Cassidy barked out, "Mary! Watch!"

I forced my eyes to stay open as Mary's blue eyes flew open in time to see the first white spurt of cum spew out from my swollen cock head. The cum splatter landed wetly across Cassidy's pale chest, coating the round tops of her breasts. Then Cassidy positioned her mouth obscenely over the head of my cock, looking out of the side of her eyes at Mary. My next three shots of cum spewed into Cassidy's waiting mouth, and Cassidy smiled around my dick.

"Oh shit!" Mary cried out, her eyes squeezing shut again, and then her body was shaking in another orgasm. Mary's fingers moved more slowly over her clit as the second orgasm flowed through her little body.

As my orgasm subsided, I looked down to find Cassidy already wiping her chest with a towel. "That was hot," Cassidy said with a bright smile, "Super hot. I don't think we could have timed or planned that better."

As Cassidy retrieved her bra, Mary followed her lead and went in search of her discarded bottoms. "It was hot, wasn't it?" Mary said with a giggle.

"Amazing," I agreed.

We gathered up our things quickly and were soon tip-toeing out of the pool room. I never saw Mary again.

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The next morning I woke up naked with a nude Cassidy in the bed next to me. My mind was clouded by a slight hangover, but I also recalled the incredible memories from the day before.

As I stirred, Cassidy did too, the sheet and comforter sliding off of her large, round naked breast as she reached up to rub her eyes with her hands. Her pink nipple popped into view, capping her firm tit flesh, her skin glowing in the morning light. Waking up next to Cassidy like that, I felt like I had never been happier.

Cassidy leaned her head back to look up at me, her blue eyes sparkling in the morning light, and she said, "Good morning, sunshine" with a beaming smile.

"What was that all about, last night?" I asked her. It was the first thought to pop into my head.

Cassidy rolled herself onto my body so her big breasts were pressed against my chest and she looked into my eyes from just a few inches away. "You didn't have fun with Mary last night?" The morning light set Cassidy's red hair aglow behind her pretty blue eyes.

"Yeah, I did," I replied with a smile of my own.

"So what's the problem?" she responded.

"Why did we have to do all that? We could have just come back to the room and fooled around the two of us. Why did we have to mess with Mary like that?" I asked.

"Come on," Cassidy replied, sounding slightly indignant. "Couldn't you see it from the moment she watched you cum at the table? Mary WANTED that. She was looking to fool around, that's why she stuck around at the pool."

A moment of silence passed between us while I considered her response. Cassidy seemed to take that as agreement and continued, "I thought it was hot, and you had fun, and Mary looked like she came pretty hard. I bet that was the hottest thing sweet, innocent little Mary ever did. So where's the problem with that?"

"I don't have any problem with it," I responded quickly. "I was just curious. Sometimes I like it when it's just the two of us having sex. You seem to like it... spicier, and I was just wondering why."

Cassidy's arm slid down my chest, her hand found my cock and gave it a playful squeeze. "We have SOOO much time for just the two of us to have sex. We have sex all the time now, whenever you want. I want to have FUN! I want to do things that I may never get to do again, while I still can."

Cassidy's thumb was gently stroking the underside of the crown of my cock, distracting me a little. But I had rarely seen Cassidy speak so passionately. I felt like I had hit a nerve, and I wanted to know more.

"Why are you so insistent on doing all this crazy stuff?" I asked. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I love it. I just want to know why you love it."

Cassidy looked thoughtful for a moment, but then her blue eyes and her pretty face took on the mischievous look I had grown to know so well. "When I was growing up, I always wanted to be super good. I grew up in a very religious family and I loved it, and I still do. I think my family is great. But there were all sorts of things I didn't do that my friends were doing. The biggest was sex. I'd get together with my closest girlfriends and they'd all be talking about sex, and pretty soon I was the only virgin. I thought they were crazy, fooling around like that. It was bad and it was dirty and you could get into serious trouble. And a lot of the time they didn't enjoy it, but they would giggle and whisper secrets and it was like they were all in on something and I wasn't."

"I really didn't mind, I totally thought I was doing the right thing," Cassidy continued. "But then I got to college, and one night I got a little drunk with this girlfriend of mine. And she was very cute and super sweet but also really super sexual. And one thing leads to another, and the next thing I know she's playing with my pussy with her fingers, and then she just went down on me. And it was the dirtiest thing I could do! Not only was I fooling around, I was fooling around with a girl! And she had her mouth on my pussy!! It was SOOO wrong."

"But she knew exactly what she was doing. I came so hard on her tongue, it was amazing. I don't think my body ever felt that good before. She made me cum hard twice that night, and then the next day it just wasn't a big deal to her. She did this kind of stuff all the time, and she was like, it happened and now we're cool. But it was a SUPER big deal to me."

"So then I started fooling around more," Cassidy went on. "Sex was FUN. Sex felt GOOD. I wasn't a slut or anything... you better NEVER think that I'm a slut. But I was more open to exploring that and letting sex happen. And I really loved it. Suddenly I realized all the things I had been missing. I didn't get to do all the stuff my friends had experienced and I never would. And that's why I don't want to miss out on ANYTHING anymore."

Cassidy's fingers were still lightly rubbing up and down my cock, and my member was starting to slowly grow through her attention. "What do you want to do right now?" I asked.

"I want to fuck again," Cassidy responded with one of her dazzling, bright smiles. "I want to fuck however you want to fuck."

Moments later, Cassidy was on her back with her eyes closed, my head between her legs and my tongue intently lapping at her pussy. "Oh fuck!" she moaned, "You always know just how to stroke my clit with that tongue of yours." I was rubbing the full length of my rough tongue over her most sensitive spot, lapping up her flowing pussy juices as I went, my fingers spreading her outer folds to fully expose her sensitive little button to my attention.

When I switched to very rapidly flicking just the tip of my tongue firmly against her wet clit, Cassidy cried out, "Oh, oh... I need your cock."

Unwilling to stop my onslaught as my warm mouth closed over Cassidy's pussy, I swung my body around so my knees were on either side of Cassidy's head and my cock was right above her face. Cassidy quickly grasped my hard shaft and slipped the head of my dick between her soft lips, where her hot mouth went to work on sucking the head of my member. As we 69ed, I slipped two fingers into Cassidy's tight pussy and began to finger fuck her deeply and quickly as my wet tongue continued to lash back and forth over her clit.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Cassidy began to pant awkwardly, mumbling around my dick as my manhood filled her hot little mouth. "I'm going to cum."

I bored down harder on Cassidy's pussy, my tongue flicking quickly back and forth while my two fingers flew in and out of her hot, wet, hole.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNGG!!" Cassidy groaned loudly as she came. She had closed her lips around my member and her moans were vibrating my cock in one of the most erotic ways I had ever experienced. Her hips bucked a little against my tongue as she surrendered to her orgasm and tingled my member.

I was so turned on, as soon as she was done cumming, I flipped Cassidy onto her stomach and lined up my cock head at her pussy entrance, ready to fuck her from behind. Cassidy raised herself up onto her knees, then looked back at me from beneath her red hair with a smile. "Go ahead, lover," she teased as she shook her firm, round ass at me.

I slowly and carefully worked the full length of my cock into Cassidy's tight, wet hole, causing Cassidy to arch her back deeply as my thick dick penetrated her. But as soon as I bottomed out, I grabbed Cassidy's hips and began ramming my cock in and out of her. Cassidy yelped as I fucked her hard, slamming my long cock into her hot little hole, her ass cheeks bouncing back and forth with my assault.

I could feel the pleasure of my orgasm building inside of me as Cassidy moaned from my hard fucking. Then I realized that beneath her body, Cassidy's big tits were swinging back and forth from the force of my pounding. I could hear her nipples sliding back and forth across the sheets beneath us.

Close to the point of cumming, I wrapped my hands around Cassidy's taut, young body and gripped her big melons with both of my hands. I pulled her up against my chest, burying my cock deep inside of her wet, slippery tunnel, as my hands mashed her big, round breasts against me. I felt her nipples pressing into the palms of my hands, and then I came.

The orgasm burst hard inside of me, and I blurted out, "Fuck yes!" as I felt my cock begin to deliver its hot load of cum deep inside of Cassidy's pussy. I held her body close to mine with my firm grip on her full, round breasts, and my cock twitched deep inside of her and squirt after squirt of my cum emptied my balls into her tight, soft pussy.

We collapsed into a sweaty pile on the bed together, both wearing big smiles and panting a little from the effort. I leaned forward and kissed Cassidy softly on the lips. When I drew back, it seemed she was wearing a look of surprise on her pretty face.

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The raunchy wedding weekend with Cassidy had seemed so absolutely perfect that I was totally unprepared for what came next. I settled back into my work week routine, but Cassidy was rarely around. We were both home only one night that first week, and while Cassidy wasn't cold or distant towards me, she also wasn't super friendly. With all the crazy sex from the weekend, I wasn't feeling particularly frisky or in need of some alone time with her. But with all her talk about "letting sex happen," I had assumed that we were headed to a wild, care-free level of hedonism that would make everything we had done before seem tame.

I might have caught on sooner that something was amiss, but my work was eating up all my time. As much as I complained, I kind of liked how busy I got. It kind of felt like being an adult for the first time, complaining about long hours and how exhausted I was when I got home late. My favorite part was the extra money, I started making a decent amount of overtime that padded my pay check nicely. It also helped that I was spending most of my work time with Kristen, as our bosses were working on the same project. In addition to being very cute, she was also a lot of fun to be around. She made the long work hours easier to bear.

Looking back, I think maybe I knew something was up after Cassidy and I didn't have sex at all the weekend after the wedding. I thought maybe she was on her period, because she didn't seem interested in being intimate and we had already established that pattern of never fooling around during her time of the month. But the alarm bells really started going off for me when Cassidy didn't come home one night early the following week. I was a little worried and texted her around 10:00, and when she didn't respond I started to get seriously worried. I was sick with concern, couldn't sleep, until my phone finally buzzed at 2am with the message "Hey, I'm great, spending the night at a friend's place."

I didn't see Cassidy the next day or night, I had to work late and she was already in her room by the time I got home. The next night I finally caught her in the kitchen when I came home. As soon as I walked through the door and saw her standing there, I blurted out, "Hey, I'm sorry if I come off as a little over protective, but I was kind of worried about you when you didn't come home the other night."

Then I stood there awkwardly, realizing that all the words had come out in one big jumbled rush. Cassidy fixed me appraisingly with her blue eyes, as if she was measuring me, and finally said in an even voice, "Sorry about that. I was hanging out with some friends and it got late so I just slept over at their place."

I took a deep breath, focusing on trying not to sound like I was in a panicked rush, and replied, "I'm sorry," even though I didn't really know why I was sorry. "I know you don't owe me a phone call or anything. I'm not in charge of you. I just got worried when you didn't come home." Trying not to sound too concerned, I left it there.

"Okay, I understand, that's nice of you to be concerned" Cassidy responded, still very even in her voice. "If I can't make it home for the night, I'll try to give you a call to let you know. Is that okay?"

"Absolutely," I responded quickly, even though the word "try" wasn't really okay with me. "Thanks."

I didn't see Cassidy again for the rest of that week, the weekend, or the following week. I came home pretty late a lot of nights, so I know even now that she probably wasn't purposefully trying to avoid me. I'd get home and Cassidy would already be in her bedroom. But that weekend I was home most of the day, and Cassidy wasn't around. Friday night I went out to happy hour with my coworkers to unwind after a long day at the office. Both Saturday and Sunday Cassidy left early in the afternoon and didn't get home until very late at night.

Having gone a full week without seeing Cassidy at all, I was in a strange mood that Friday. Four of my coworkers stayed with me until almost 8:00, working on our big project, before we finally called it quits. The one point of comfort was that our bosses were still in the office when we left. When someone suggested we all just go out to a restaurant and get drinks and dinner together, sort of like what we had done the previous Friday, it sounded like the obvious best thing to do.

Kristen was there, her chestnut brown eyes full of life and laughter. There was a lot of loud laughter around the table, unwinding after a very long week at work. We each had a couple of drinks before the food arrived, and a couple more drinks during the meal. We hesitated on ordering the second round of drinks for after the meal, but it seemed like the right thing to do. All those rum and cokes for me is why I don't remember much of what we talked about. But I do remember Kristen's bright smile, the cute little dimples in her cheeks, and the way my heart seemed to skip a beat when she was flashing that pretty smile and her eyes turned towards me.

After we settled the bill, we had that awkward moment of goodbyes where everyone stood outside the restaurant, chatting for a little too long and trying to figure out how we were all getting home. It turned out that Kristen and I lived in the same direction.

"I can walk you to your place if you want," I offered, "I don't mind." I looked at my watch and was sur