Neil was true to his words. He had a bunch of condoms in his drawer. Soon enough, one used condom after the other would be strewn across his bedroom floor, as Neil continuously fucked Cass for almost two hours. From the back, her on top, her on top with her ass towards him. Cass flat on her stomach with ass in the air. So many variations of those, as Neil was a true sucker for her ass. And talking of sucking, when they weren't fucking Neil would eat her out or Cass clean his cock.
Cass also was able to get most of the action on tape for Isaac later. Neil had wondered again why she was so adamant about being filmed. "It turns you on?" Neil asked. It wasn't unusual for girls to go wild for the camera, but having hooked up both on and off the camera, Neil barely could tell the difference. "Yeah... uh... It's like... uh... being watched... it's so naughty... and then I can watch it later... uh," Cass moaned. Yep, she was currently riding his dick, as Neil quizzed her. "Hah! I bet your husband would love to get a hold on those tapes!" Cass shot her eyes open. "That could never happen! Never," Cass said briskly. Neil chuckled, thinking how she was reluctant to bring Isaac into the picture, yet her idiot boyfriend knew perfectly well. Maybe those tapes were something he could use for leverage later. Neil shoved her off of him, and moved behind her, wanting to watch that big ass jiggle while he fucked the shit out of her. These were some of the best moments for Cass, when she just hung her head and let Neil do his best. Just taking her hard, using her. "Fuck yeah, you slut! I'mm gonna fucking cum all over that pretty face of yours," Neil groaned as dragged out his cock and shot his load, this time over Cass' face. She smiled warmly, thoroughly satisfied from all the good things Neil made her feel. She learned so much about sex in those hours. First and foremost how good it felt getting railed from behind. Neil didn't seem to ever get tired of watching her ass ripple as he shoved his delicious cock into her over and over. For each time they hooked up, Cass got more and more hooked on Neil's cock. Everything from the taste of his precum, to his actual cum, to the sheer amount of it, and finally of course the size of the cock said cum came out of. She just couldn't get enough. Everytime they fucked she argued "one last time", but for each time it happen, that first last time was getting further and further away. When Cass wasn't getting fucked, Neil would eat her out. Either her ass, pussy or both. Fingering the other. It was like a never ending train of satisfaction. Neil was getting her off so easily. Getting her hooked on that intense sensation only Neil was able to give her, that only a truly thick cock could give. And with all the taboo fantasies layered on top, falling into submission like this... It only made it better. Then Cass' phone dinged. Fuck, she had completely lost track of time. She had lost herself so much in the magnificent sex that she had forgot all about everything outside of Niel's bedroom. With cum still dripping from her face, Cass rolled over onto her side and picked up her phone. "Yo, just wondering where you are?" Isaac wrote in a text. "Be home soon. Having fun with Neil," Cass replied. She knew perfectly well what that did to me, and she would give Isaac all she had later that evening. Neil saw this. He knew Cass was texting with Isaac, but didn't know what was written. He swore he would have her forget all about him, driving her more and more into his clutches instead, by showing her just how much better he was. Neil knew perfectly well how inexperienced Cass was, and how having her served to him on a platter like this was a perfect opportunity for him to turn her into his little fuck thing. To be his slut. To be his. Another problem, though, and more urgent, was that he was starting to run short on condoms. Neil swore he had another one laying around somewhere. He looked over at Cass. The sight of this dark goddess prone on his bed, her well-shaped ass sticking up like that... It was an image that he would remember forever. Fuck. Images last forever. Neil grabbed his phone and quickly snapped a photo, captioned it "eskimo brothers" and sent it to Isaac. That'll teach that upjumped kid to talk down to him. Now that he had fucked his girl, he was gonna steal her away from him. Make Cass his. Then, like a signal from God himself, Neil found another box of condoms. It was an older box, hell the design was even out of date, but fuck it. Didn't really matter. He slid one and jumped into bed once more. "You haven't had enough?" Cass said, her eyes traveling down to his cock. It was almost rhetorical at this point. She made to move, but Neil put to of his big hands on her ass. "No, stay like this. It's just perfect." Having Cass on the side like this created an amazing view. Taking her like this would no doubt shape her even more to his cock, especially if he sat upright with her on the side like this. Neil would feel extra thick, and be able to hit with her in all kinds of new angles. Not that already wasn't but Neil was a man on a conquering mission. If he took her this way, there was no chance Isaac would ever compete with him. It would stretch her way too well. And if it was too much for her, he could always lay down on the side, giving her a tinge of that intimacy she didn't want, but desperately needed. And the shear angle would no doubt squeeze his cock even better. Neil got up behind Cass' body and angled his cock. It took some effort, but he was able to sneak his head inside of her, making Cass clutch his sheets in both pain and pleasure. "Oh... That's a new one.. Fuck your broad cock... it's almost too much," Cass moaned through gritted teeth. "You like it!" Neil said with some effort. She was even tighter and it was a true effort to press forward. But he did. With his hand firmly on her ass, Neil pressed his pulsating cock deeper inside of her. The angle soon allowed his head and soon thick girth slide just along the right pleasure points, and within a few thrusts Neil could feel Cass shivering all over, practically pouring down the side of her cheeks. "Am... fuckkk... Shit!" Cass cursed as Neil slowly slid out and back in. He wasn't able to press fast or anthying, but this slow edging type of fucking was plenty. Finding a decent rhythm, he fucked her right into one guttural orgasm after the other. Neil was way too thick inside of her this way, so it took almost no effort. The way Cass was squeezing him over and over in this tight position made him cum again. And again he pressed as deep as he could, keeping his orgasmic thrusts right up against her cervix. And this wouldn't be the last time. * Wednesday morning Neil woke up, almost thinking it was all a dream. Like had he really done everything that happened yesterday? How many times had he and Cass even fucked? His whole body was aching from it all. Rolling onto his side, soaking in the view, all that was forgotten. There she was. Evidence of their debauchery. Evidence of him being able to fuck her over and over so well that they at last passed out together. After fucking her on the side they had eaten a bit, actual food that is, showered, fucked, fucked before slumping back into a deep sleep.