AMA Boyfriend - S01 E441

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AMA Boyfriend - S01 E441

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 441

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Chapter 441

"Wait, you didn't jerk off, did you?" Wanda asked me in alarm.

"Um, no..." I said. I felt like it would have been bad manners to masturbate in what was going to be her bedroom in Becca's apartment for the next several months, not to mention that the phone sex with Zenya had been much more about her than me. Along with the fact that we were in the last few hours that I was going to be with Becca and Wanda - jerking off, even during phone sex with another of my girlfriends, kinda sounded like a silly idea.

"OK, good," Wanda exhaled in relief. Which was a way bigger reaction than I would have expected.

"...Why?" I asked the obvious follow-up.

Wanda had come to fetch me as I'd been lying on my back on the bed, engaging in some pillow talk with Zenya once she'd gotten herself off. Just regular nerd talk, but it was nice to connect with her more outside of the basic lust stuff. She was such a lovely, caring person; I couldn't imagine trying to narrow the scope of our relationship to sex. Hell, I couldn't imagine the levels of stupidity her from Friends with Benefits had been suffering from, not pursuing anything deeper with her.

My not-quite-girlfriend-just-yet had jumped up on the bed with me and said hello to Zenya, making a cryptic promise about a 'surprise' that sounded an awful lot like it was related to whatever Wanda and Becca were scheming over. I'd signed off with Zenya, and Wanda had asked how all the calls were, which led to me mentioning that Zenya had enjoyed some phone sex encouragement from me, and then to this odd conversation.

"Be...cause," Wanda said slowly, trying to look innocent and failing. The fact that she was still topless, only wearing those sweatpants that looked really pull-downable, with her nipples already half-stiff, did not help her case.

"Totally believable," I smirked a little. "Top marks. No one would ever guess you're acting."

She broke into a grin and rolled her eyes. "Maybe I think it would be a waste for you to be coming in your hand, when Becca and I could be helping with that particular temptation," she said, grabbing my hand. "Now come on."

Wanda led me out of the guest room, pausing to give Ralph a good, rough scratch behind his ear on our way, and then into the bedroom, and further into the suite. Becca was waiting there, also still tantalizingly topless, but I was a little distracted by everything else in the small room. Namely, the half dozen tripods, including four different kinds of diffused lights at varying heights, plus two cameras set up pointing into the shower. There were another two cameras carefully set on towels on the counter.

"Um," I said. "Did I just walk onto a porn set?"

"Sort of," Becca said, smirking a little as she slipped around the nearest tripod and came to me, hugging me from the side.

"Well, not sort of," Wanda said. "This is totally a porn set. A private one, for a private collection, but it'll still be porn."

"So- and I say this with all the thankfulness in my heart- I was just having this conversation with Leia," I cautioned them. "About our casual flirty pictures, and the risk of keeping them if any of us gets hacked or scammed or something. A full, professional-looking porno would be even worse to get out, no matter how much I'd love to have an amazing reminder of either of you like this."

"OK, first," Becca grinned at me, drawing me a little further into the room. "You're right, and Leia already texted the group chat of us girls to warn us. We're setting up an encrypted cloud storage that will require everyone to put in their password every time, and then files that have extra password protection that we can upload any pictures or videos we want to share with you."

"We can still do fun stuff, like when they all sent you boob pics," Wanda added. "Which I'm sad I missed. But we'll delete it from the group chat when the joke is over and keep them in the encrypted files."

"That sounds like it should work," I nodded slowly. It wasn't quite as accessible as being able to just scroll up in my message history to see what my girls had been sending me when I needed a little reminder of how fucking hot they were and how lucky I was, but layers of passwords was better than what we were doing now. "What's the second thing?"

Becca and Wanda glanced at each other, each of them hugging me from one side, and my arms around their shoulders.

"The porno set isn't for us, Tiger," Wanda said after a moment.

"It's for you," Becca smirked.

I blinked. "I'm sorry, what?" I asked after a long moment.

"All of us, all the girls in the Orgy-lationship - and I can't believe that's sticking - share several big similarities because of our jobs," Becca said. "One of them is a minor obsession with taking good pictures of ourselves, another is craving validation that we actually are taking good photos, and a third one is craving validation that we do actually look sexy when we don't feel sexy at all. Zenya's the only one of us so far who has sent you something as explicit as a video of herself getting off, but we all..."

"Everyone but Ami fantasises about doing it," Wanda picked up. "For you. But like, in general, for someone we love and who cares about us and all the things you make us feel. Looking back, I never sent Brodi a nude with my face in it. Hell, anything I did send him, he usually asked me for - he didn't make me want to send him a picture of my tits or my ass. But I'm already trying to come up with something hot to record for you soon, and I know for sure you're gonna see my face as I'm coming on a dildo or vibrator while moaning your name."

"I think he likes the sound of that," Becca grinned, nodding down at the bulge quickly forming in my shorts.

"How could I not?" I asked with a cautious chuckle.

"Should I film myself stretching my ass for you, too?" Wanda asked with a naughty grin, reaching in and running her hand up my stiffening cock through the thin fabric of my shorts. "Or do you want to keep my butthole as a Your Cock Only fuckhole?"

"Jesus, you're filthy," Becca laughed, smacking Wanda's hand from me. "And that's not the point of all this. We're all going to be sending you sexy stuff, Robbie. Probably a bunch of it, depending on how we're feeling, where we're at in our cycles, if we have a photoshoot in cosplays we think you'll like, all that kind of stuff. But we also know you don't have the same compunctions as we do - you rarely take pictures of yourself, and that's OK. Hell, it's probably way healthier than us. But we're going to want stuff from you sometimes, too. So, to get you started..."

"You're going to jump in the shower and we're going to film you doing some thirst trap stuff," Wanda grinned. "And jerking off."

I worked my jaw more than a few times, glancing between the two of them and over at the shower stall, then back again. "I- I mean, I can see the thirst trap stuff, I guess," I mumbled. "But... really? I can't imagine a video of me jerking off would be anywhere as sexy as what you guys would do. Aren't unsolicited dick pics kind of the bane of all of you?"

"Keyword unsolicited," Wanda noted.

"Also random," Becca agreed. "But you're ours. And, sure, you could probably take some pretty unflattering pictures of your cock and we wouldn't be thrilled by it, but you're not that guy, and also we're going to help you maximise the quality."

"OK, but the jerking off part..." I groaned.

"Robbie," Wanda said. "Just because you aren't turned on by a guy jerking off doesn't mean we wouldn't be.

Especially if we love him and think he's an absolute hottie with a big dong. And that doesn't even factor in if you make a personalised video for us sometime."

It was hard to argue with their logic, even if this whole thing had me feeling squeamish. Every time one of the girls sent me anything, it was a thrill knowing that it was for me. Actually, when I stopped to think about it, that thrill was actually the more important part than seeing the naked picture. Even Zenya's dirty videos turned me on more because she was doing it for me, moaning my name.

I swallowed hard. "OK," I agreed. "OK, we can try this."

"Yesss," Becca hissed as Wanda broke into an excited laugh, and they gave each other a big high five. Then I was yanked out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom.

"Come on," Wanda said. "We need to figure out what you're gonna wear for the thirst trap part. God, you packed so light. How do you live without options?"

"Right?" Becca scoffed, grinning at me as we headed for my bags. "This is going to take some creativity."