"Ffuck, Isaac Fuuuuck!

After a whole day filled with a bunch of teasing, a lot of ass slapping, and giggling, we made for the bed. Hopefully to fuck, as I had a serious case of blue balls having been denied Cass' body ever since I got home. I had to have her, even if it meant condoms.

Cass was in the bathroom cleaning her makeup off. Not that she needed much, her natural beauty was all she needed.

I could hear her excitedly giggle from the bathroom. Maybe she was sending me a new photo? To get the night going? I checked my phone. Nope, nothing. Maybe Cass had something else in mind? I got excited even thinking about it.

Finally, Cassandra exited the bathroom. She wore nothing but one of my large flannel shirts, gray and white checkered, loosely buttoned around her waist. A lot of skin and cleavage were showing. Her magnificent booty was hidden just underneath the fabric. Fuck she looked hot.

"Did you like it?"

"Yeah, I love when you wear my shirts!" I groaned as she climbed into bed.

"Nooo, the photo!"

I got confused.

"Photo? The one earlier of you in the jeans on the bed?"

"No, silly. The one I just sent. In the bathroom."

There was a brief pause. A moment of silence. Cass' smile started to drop.

"You did get a photo just now, right?" she asked, uncertain. I reached for my phone and checked to be sure.

"Nope. Nothing here."

Cass immediately darted to the bathroom. She came back out, phone in hand, scrolling through it. Her scrolling came to a stop and her jaw dropped.

"Fuck... I'm so sorry honey!" Cassandra exclaimed, holding a hand to her mouth.

"What?" I asked.

"Please forgive me! Fuck! I sent it to the wrong number"

"Who'd you send it to?"

"I... I sent it to Neil!"

Now it was my time to drop my jaw.

"What?"

"I have you as 'Isaac', and him as 'janitor Neil'! You're just next to each other! Fuck, I'm so sorry!"

Cass dumped down on the end of the bed, staring at her phone.

"It's so wrong... Fuck, Isaac, how could this happen? Now that asshole is... doing god knows what. "

I jumped Cass immediately. She was startled for a bit but squealed delightedly as I threw her up on the bed and got on top of her. I was feeling up her body, kissing her all over. I quickly inched my boxers down.

"What did you send? What was the pic? Did you caption it"

"I— oh god, it's so wrong. I sent him my ass! I had squirted some soap on it to make it look like cum again..."

I started groping her ass, thinking how that dirty bastard got an eyeful of Cass' hot ass covered in what looked like cum. I could only imagine how hot that'd look, and what Neil might think... and do...

"You really liked that? Fuuuck.. Let me get you set up," Cass said and quickly handed me a condom.

I groaned and reluctantly put it on. Soon after, I slowly entered her. I frantically fucked her as she went on.

"Good boy, getting latexed up so you don't fuck me bare!" Cass groaned.

"So I hiked up your shirt and took a quick pic of my ass. Fuck, my face was even in it! I even captioned it 'Who's next?' Fuck! God, I can't believe I sent it to someone else, even worse, to him! After teasing him today? It's so wrong!"

I grunted as I desperately fucked her with all I had. It was much more frantic and raw than before. Though, the condom certainly removed some of the usual warm, intimate sensations of being with Cass.

"Damn it, now I'm even thinking about Neil, while you're fucking me! I bet you are too! I bet you love that though, don't you? Fuck, I can't believe how kinky this is!"

I didn't reply, just fucked into her with abandon. Fast and hard, unable to say a word.

"Even now, I see his coarse face while you're pumping me full!" Cass told jaggedly, starting to get real into it.

Then Cass phone dinged.

Someone had texted her.

We both paused, looking at each other. Thinking the same.

"Check!" I moaned.

Cass reached over at the nightstand where her phone was laying. She laid back and swiped her lock away. Her eyes went wide.

"What!?"

"He... he replied."

I waited for her to continue, but she just kept looking wide-eyed at the photo. Half looking at it, half contemplating what to do next.

"Eerh. He sent me a photo in return," Cass started. She turned her phone to me.

The photo was a grotesque representation of a huge man. A huge beer belly was hidden under a white tank top. His face was hidden, thank god. But something else was not. Looking down at the photo, I saw this despicable man standing in his gray boxer shorts. Which were hugging tightly around a massive bulge. It was surreal. The head threatened to poke out down against the inside of his thigh. And the obvious girth was as monstrous as the rest of the photo.

And it was captioned.

'All yours.'

Fuck.

"Is... is that real?" Cass asked, then blushed realising what she was asking.

"No... can't be. Probably stuffed his boxers," I said in a state of disbelief. But I couldn't be sure, of course.

"Just trying to impress a pretty girl, I bet," I moaned. I started thrusting into her again. The whole texting had paused our fucking.

"Color me impressed then," she moaned into my ear. Fuuuuuck! I felt my cock throb violently.

"I guess you like that huh? Me admiring another cock? Jesus, you're kinky! Here, let me just-"

Still phone in hand, Cass stretched her arms above her face and took a selfie just above her nipples, puckering her lips. She wrote something quick. Cass met my eyes as she hit send. As she hit that send button, a violent tremble went through me. I didn't have long left. We clenched our eyes in unison as we both started to build our mutual orgasm, truly sharing this fantasy together.

"Ffuck, Isaac. Fuuuuck!" Cass moaned. "I... I think your fantasies are rubbing off on me. It's so naughty! Fuck yeah! Just like that. Cum in that rubber! "

"You're so incredible, even with a condom!" I groaned and my cock jolted violently within the condom.

"See, it can still be good. Even if it's with a rubber!" Cass said cheerfully as we both came down.

I fell on top of her. We laid there panting for a while.

"You not gonna ask what I sent?"

"Yeah, I just... need to recover a bit. That was intense... So what you send, then?"