I Need That Big Dick In My Life:>Ep25

Cass wanted to scream. Her body and mind was at war, and her body was winning, and she knew it. There was nothing she could do to combat it.

She would have to find some sort of compromise. Cass checked her phone. Clock wasn't too late in the day, and Neil and her had been able to record most of their action.

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The anxiety I felt that Wednesday morning was unbelievable. Waking up to no Cass. I was smart enough to draw the conclusions about what had happened, but still, I was a bit uneasy. Both worried for Cass' well-being, and also for how far Cass already had gone.

But it wasn't like when they fucked the first time. Like, I was more or less coming to terms with that, and the debauched naughtiness of Cass' actions was something I got incredibly turned on by. Even now. I knew that I could trust her in all those aspects.

Of course, I had been up most of the time jerking off to all the fantasies of what they were doing. Imagining the things Neil did to Cass. She was no doubt having the time of her life. I knew perfectly well that was something Neil could give her. I just hadn't expected her to go to his place and let alone stay over. Knowing Cass, I knew it was probably not something done deliberately.

I had even gotten a text from Neil, from Cass' phone, calling us Eskimo brothers, the insensitive bastard. And then a video later, in the middle of the night. It was Cass' cute face on a pillow, seemingly sleeping. Then, from above, shot a fountain of cum all over her face, making her giggle. Needless to say, that one video was plenty of... material.

Her naughty behavior, leaving so much to the imagination, was such a turn-on. Like pure denial. I knew it was wrong to cave in like this, that it wasn't part of the deal to keep me out of it. But the horned-up jealousy I felt was like no other, and even when I'd busted a nut I was ready to go again immediately after. Especially having at least some videos and photos from Cass' previous adventures.

So when Cass showed up at lunch Wednesday afternoon, I was mildly surprised. Pleasantly, but still surprised.

"Someone has had a rough night? Did you walk over?" I commented. Cass had been at home no doubt, fixing herself up, but the way she walked... If you knew what she'd been up to, it was obvious.

She looked guilt-stricken as she took her seat and pushed a Tupperware with some of her good chicken pasta in it toward me.

My light tone seemed to ease her a bit.

"Can you forgive me?" Cass asked, looking at me innocently. She truly felt bad about having stayed over. And I couldn't help but think it was warranted. But seeing her disheveled like this, feeling guilty. It was catching a teen who was hungover for the first time.

I couldn't help but chuckle a little. My reactions seemed to ease her further.

"Of course. How can I stay mad? But god damn it, try to get some of it on film at least!" I laughed. I got up, walked up behind her chair, and gave her a hug from behind. Cass reached for my hand and pulled me in tighter.

"You're spoiling me... You're spoiling me with a very dangerous game," Cass said.

"Really now? So how was it? You better not skimp on the details, not after last night!" I said, sitting down in my office chair, folding my hands in my lap.

"Well, you're in luck," Cass began, snaking her sexy butt out of her chair. "Because I got most of it on tape."

Cass slowly turned her back to me, giving me an amazing view of her ass in bright, tight khakis. God damn it, to think that was all mine. Or... at least mostly mine. Cass looked over her shoulder at me, and gave me a mischievous smile, making her way over to the door. When she reached it, she turned to me and gave me a toothy, wide grin, and locked the door.

I gulped. I wondered what plans she had on her mind as I watched the extra sway she had in her hips as she walked over and around my desk. I looked up at her, raising an eyebrow, as if to challenge whatever her plans were.

"You better scoot your chair back a bit," Cass said, touching my shoulder gently. I did as I was told. "Good boy. Now, let me turn and hook my phone up to your laptop here, and then we'll see if we can't spend this lunch, and perhaps a bit more, exactly what I did last night?"

"Hell yeah," I said. Fuck. When she turned it on, she turned it on.

And talking of turning. Cass moved in front of me, turned and then bent excessively over my desk while fumbling with hooking her phone up. This gave me an amazing view of her tight pants stretching magnificently over her ass. Fucking hell, her ass was such a prize. But I wanted to see where this was going, so I let her press her ass back against me for a short minute before she turned back around, smiling wickedly down at me.

"Exhibit A, Cass getting railed from behind by big dicked Neil," Cass said. She then sunk to her knees in front of me, between the desk and my legs.

Was this it? And in my office? Two things I always wanted to experience. And to think, without Neil, who knows when it would ever happen, if ever. In some twisted way, I had him to thank for opening Cass' sexual horizon.

Cass smiled up at me, seeing me realizing what she was up to. She moved her head near my pants and started sniffing my belt.

"I love a man who wears leather. Especially leather belts," she said. "But these will have to go if we are to properly examine the crimes committed yesterday."

Cass had opened my fly, unbuckled my belt, and was working my pants down my legs as she spoke, and to help her out, I lifted up so she could slide them all the way to my ankles. My boxers were next, setting my rock-hard erection free.

"Someone's excited," Cass said, giving me a few slow jerks before turning around and hitting play.

On the video, from a nightstand by the looks of it, I could see Cass bent over towards the camera, with Neil slapping up against her over and over. Her face was lit up with lust, and her moans were loud and as intense as the fucking she was receiving. Her tits swayed firmly back and forth as she pressed back against Neil's giant cock.

I was so focused on the video that I gasped in slight surprise when I felt something wet and warm around my dick. I looked down and finally saw my beautiful fiancée with my own dick in her mouth. Finally. And it felt so good. I tilted my head back in sheer pleasure. Fuck. It was almost too much, but Cass seemed an expert. She saw my signs and slowed down.

"Calm down, big boy. We have lots to watch," Cass said. "Though, I guess we can save some of them for later."

"Ho- how many aaaare there?" I asked, barely able to keep my voice intelligible.

"Oh, there is plenty," Cass answered coyly. She took my dick into her mouth again and gave me a few rapid bobs before getting up again. "Though there was one specific incident when we didn't get to film."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. And in many ways. Fuck, it's so wrong to even say this, but," Cass once again gave me a series of deep, fast bobs before continuing while stroking me, "In many ways, it was the best one. The best fucking, that is... He climbed on top of me, and Isaac, he made love to me. No fucking. He made love. And it was the best lovemaking I've ever received."

I groaned out loud, damn near cumming.

"Now, I'm gonna tell you the icing. Neil made love to me so good, and during it, the rubber broke. I didn't notice. He said he didn't but I don't believe that. So... that is not the icing. Neil fucked me so good after ripping the rubber, so good. His big cock is even better raw. And then he filled me up. Like, really filled me up! Neil came inside me, and to be honest, I loved it. It was soooo good- oh-"

In raging jealousy and horniness, I started cumming, and Cass even shot her face down my cock, easily taking me to the bottom, and let me shoot all down her throat. It felt incredible. Not only did I get my first blowjob, but Cass even deepthroated me and let me cum in her mouth. No, in her throat. And on top of that, I knew who taught her that...