AMA Boyfriend - S01 E433

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AMA Boyfriend - S01 E433

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Chapter 433

"I might be more sweat than woman at this point," Wanda laughed from the back seat of the car. "Point a couple of the vents back here."

"God, that was fun," Becca sighed contentedly as she did just as my other girlfriend asked from the passenger seat.

After all the trouble that had happened in the front half of the night, I'd decided to quietly cut myself off. The original plan had been that we'd grab an Uber back to Becca's after the concert, and while both of my girlfriends had been a little frustrated that I'd reverted to my usual 'Designated Adult' role when it came to a night out - and apparently Cassidy had warned them I had a tendency to do that - but when we left with the crowd exiting the venue at the end of the night, drenched in sweat, aching from being on our feet for hours and dancing, and ears ringing, Becca was pretty thrilled to hand her keys over to me.

"Alright, let me just adjust every setting in your car because you're so short," I murmured with a grin.

"Nooo," Becca laughed, shoving at my arm and giggling. "You bastard."

"You sure you don't want me to text Alannis?" Wanda asked, leaning up from the back seat. "She was totally down to come home with us tonight."

I rolled my eyes and turned, pulling Wanda into a slightly sloppy, but deep, kiss. Then I pulled back and looked into her slightly glassy, tipsy and horny-happy eyes. "Not a chance, Wanda," I said. "Not tonight."

Not never, just not tonight, I realised. Which was something I would need to spend time figuring out some other time.

"OK," Wanda grinned happily, then sat back and recoiled from the feeling of her sweat-soaked shirt on the back of the seat. "Fuck," she laughed and started peeling her flannel off of herself.

"Speaking of Alannis," Becca said. "She said something about you and bathroom sex?"

"Oh, right," I chuckled. Had that really been - wow, hours ago. I got the car running and put Becca's address into my phone GPS before I started telling them about my call with Cattie, and then my encounter in the bathroom, and how Alannis ended up passing me the coaster with the offer of a private spot.

"I'm just saying, it woulda been kinda fun to take her up on it," Wanda giggled from the back seat.

"Wanda!" I laughed after glancing in the rearview mirror at her. She hadn't just taken off her flannel shirt, but also the crop top and the bra she'd been wearing under it and was sitting topless in the back seat. Her breasts were so fucking pert and cute, her nipples half stiffened, as she grinned at me through the reflection.

"What- Wanda," Becca laughed, looking back and seeing her friend half naked.

"What?" Wanda laughed. "I was feeling all sticky and gross. Don't tell me you don't want to do the same thing."

"Not in public," Becca scoffed, barely keeping back a giggle.

"Come on, we're not in public, we're in your car," Wanda teased her. "With the lights off, and it's super dark out. No one can see."

"Wanda," Becca scoffed again, but this time it sounded like she was tempted.

"Do iiiit," Wanda sang. "Do it, do it, do it."

"Robbie," Becca whined, starting to giggle.

"Don't ask him to tell you not to, you know he would love it but he'd be more worried than necessary," Wanda said. "If you're not gonna get your titties out, at least give him some road head for being so smart and sweet and caring and stuff and driving us home."

"That is dangerous," Becca argued, denying the road head.

"Then you have chosen titties," Wanda declared.

"... Fine," Becca laughed, then started struggling with the fishnet top she was wearing. My girlfriend quickly gave up on that route due to the seatbelt and just yanked the bright red athletic bra she was wearing under it up, her pale breasts popping out and jiggling softly with her laughter. I had to tear my eyes from her cute little nipples standing out in the dark to keep my eyes on the road and the GPS. "There," Becca said, grabbing my hand and bringing it over to grab her boob through the fishnet top. "Happy now, bitch?"

"Nope, you're not topless," Wanda said, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. She was playing with her tits, thumbing her nipples and massaging herself. "Give him your panties, too."

"Fine," Becca grumbled, through her tipsy giggles, and started squirming around to do that. She'd worn a pair of black, short tights under the schoolgirl kilt, and she had to peel those off first, and the flash of her pale thighs in the dark next to me was another distraction I had to try not to stare at as she pulled down the thong she'd been wearing underneath it.

"Gimme," Wanda laughed from the back seat, thrusting a hand forward and gesturing for the tiny garment. "I wanna know how horny you are."

"It's sweaty," Becca laughed, tossing it back to her and then breaking out into a cackle as Wanda made a loud sniffing sound.

"Oh, fuck, it is," Wanda started laughing. "But I can tell you're totally horny, too."

"Fucking obviously," Becca grinned, beaming it in my direction. "A night of fun and sexy dancing with my boyfriend, and you? And making out with both of you?" She looked back at Wanda and barked another exasperated laugh. "Wanda!"

I looked back in the rearview mirror again but could only see half of Wanda's head, her eyes narrowed with a happy, sneaky smile. That had me glancing over my shoulder, and I coughed a laugh of my own as I saw that Wanda had one hand shoved into the waistband of her jeans and she was very obviously playing with herself.

"What?" Wanda laughed. "I'm horny, too!"

"What got you so horny?" Becca laughed, absentmindedly tugging on one of her nipples as she watched her friend in the back seat.

"All the same stuff," Wanda said. "Dancing. Making out. But also thinking of that night on the trip when Robbie fucked me so fucking good, and carried me up on top of the boat, and you came up to watch from the other boat. I still can't believe you did that, and I totally saw you masturbating, too."

"It was super hot," Becca laughed, now playing with both her nipples. "And Cassidy texted me, and I was still awake."

"You were totally masturbating already, weren't you?" Wanda teased.

"No," Becca giggled. "God, in the same bed as Ami? She'd die if she woke up while I was doing that."

"Well, maybe not anymore," Wanda giggled.

"Maybe not," Becca agreed. "Take your pants off."

"OK," Wanda laughed.

"Keep your pants on," I said. "We're almost there. And figure out how you two are gonna get inside without flashing the security cameras."

The two of them got themselves together, which mostly consisted of Becca pulling her bra back down and making sure her breasts were tucked away, while Wanda decided to just pull her flannel shirt back on and do up a couple of buttons right at her chest. Becca directed me to her parking spot, and I had them wait after I parked so that I could get out of the car and scoot around to their side.

I opened Becca's door first, and she proved to me just how perfectly in the tipsy-but-controlled state she was as she flashed me a grin and gently took my offered hand, but didn't let me help her out of the car just yet. Instead, she swung just one leg out of the car, the other staying planted. Her kilt rode up, and she pulled it just a little higher with her free hand, flashing me.

"Becca," I groaned, making her grin even harder.

She swung her other leg out, reached down to grab her bag and her discarded pair of short tights, and let me help her out of the car. She stepped close to me, let go of my helping hand and dropped hers to my crotch, getting a good feel for the fact that my cock was currently a steel bar in my pants as she smiled up at me.

"You're such a tease tonight," I groaned, pushing back her blonde hair to make sure it was tucked behind her ears, and then snugging her baseball cap down to keep it there.

"Serves you right," she said.

"How's that?"

"Because just being around you is a tease for me," she said, then pulled me down into a kiss. When she let me go, she pushed me back slightly, biting her bottom lip through her grin. "Beat that, Wanda," she laughed.

"I'm not wearing a skirt, and he made me put on my shirt," Wanda complained through her giggles.

I pulled open the back passenger door of the car and ducked in, finding her lips with mine quickly as she moaned in surprise and pleasure into the kiss. She fell backwards on the seat and I had to half crawl in to follow her and keep our lips locked, and when she was settled, I ran my hands along her stomach, up under the flannel shirt and to her breasts, palming them firmly. She moaned heavily at that, sucking in a breath through her nose to do it, and her nipples became rubbery points against my palms.

"Robbie," she gasped.

Oh, right, I thought belatedly. Midas Hands.

For once, I wasn't cursing that particular perk.

"I've got you, gorgeous," I murmured to her as our kiss ended, but before I pulled away.

"I love you," she murmured back.

"I love you too," I assured her, then gave her another peck before slowly backing away. She grabbed all her stuff from the back seat, including Becca's thong, which she playfully stuffed into the front of my pants like it was a ten-dollar bill and I was a stripper, before she let me help her out of the car as well.

Becca was waiting, leaning against the front passenger door, grinning like a fool. "Come on," she said. "The sooner we're inside, the sooner we can get naked for real."