I reached down and reverently hefted her boobs in my hands. I was used to being with much smaller-chested women. Not that Cassie had massive tits by any means. But when all you’ve ever seen are lemons and oranges, grapefruits can seem like a whole other species of citrus.
I looked down at the beautiful blonde woman while I massaged her breasts. So full, they overspilled my palms. Cassie’s eyes were closed. She was biting her lip. She looked amazing under my ministrations. So sexy and near-perfect. The kind of woman you dreamed about being with. And even then, dismissed the idea as imposs…
I froze.
It all rushed back to me. Everything that Cassie had said before. Yet there I was, doing it too. Like I hadn’t heard a word.
I took a deep breath. I released Cassie’s breasts and closed my eyes. Instead of glorifying in the gorgeous creature currently writhing under me, I focused on the woman I’d come to know in those last few days.
The longing look in her bright blue eyes while she watched Jack with Emily. That time after Flight of Passage when it had affected her so deeply. The way she’d snorted once, when she’d laughed a little harder than she usually let herself. A stolen moment on Splash Mountain when I’d caught her really, truly, smiling at the adventure we were sharing. The way her voice trembled in the darkness when she’d broken down on the Peoplemover.
The real Cassie was beautiful, yes, but vulnerable, too. Broken, cracked, in the way that all of us get after a few too many rides on this thing called life. A real, actual woman who wanted, more than anything, to be loved.
I leaned down and kissed Cassie. Not as a horny dude who wanted to get laid. Not as some victorious hunter who’d finally bagged the big game. Just as a man who’d truly seen the woman he was with and found her amazing. I pressed my lips against hers. Long, soft, and loving.
Cassie’s bright blue orbs searched my face. She looked nervous, like she wasn’t sure what I was about to do. It wasn’t fear, exactly. More like the look you get when you feel the roller coaster start to tip on that first, huge hill. When you realize that something amazing is about to happen.
I mouthed my way around Cassie’s body. Her cute pink ears and slender neck. Broad shoulders and long, lithe fingers. Slowly teased my way to her breasts.
When I finally suckled at her nipples, Cassie gasped. Back arched, pushing her tits forward like she wanted me to swallow them whole. Her hands shot down to my boxers and she shoved them down. My dick, hard as I could remember, popped out. Eager for Cassie’s elegant grasp.
I heard a feminine squeak and, for the first time in what felt like ages, I glanced at what was going on around us.
Emily was completely naked, slowly lowering her pussy down over Mike’s face. She was facing his feet, stroking his long, bare dick with both hands. Mike’s tongue plied at her folds. Emily’s face tightened in pleasure.
“Damn, Em,” Mike said between licks, “Taste so good.”
So much for my wife who never liked feeling so exposed. Mike buried himself deeper between Emily’s legs. She grunted out his name like one long string of syllables.
Allison and Jack were still scrambling on the ground. They’d gotten each other naked and now seemed to be struggling for who got to be on top. Finally, Allison lay back and spread her legs. Jack grabbed his dick and steered it towards her center.
“You gonna need to pop a Viagra, old man?” Allison asked, nipping at his lips.
“I might,” Jack snapped back, “Just to get it up after looking at your nothing body, scarecrow,”
Allison cackled, then groaned as Jack slipped himself inside her.
I had the very strange thought that Cassie and I were running behind. Like sex was on a schedule and if we were late, we’d never get to our destination in time. I kissed my way down Cassie’s stomach, not as taut as Allison’s but lovely, and pulled her red panties down to her ankles.
I paused and appreciated Cassie’s pussy. We’d already done so much, but I’d never been this close to her sex. Her outer lips were petite, with long inner labia that flowered outward. The bump of her clitoris, too, seemed to burst forth from her sex. Like it couldn’t wait to get my attention.
I took a deep breath, again, focusing on the woman beneath me. The scent of her, womanly, with a hint of peaches and vanilla from her body wash. That cute little tuft of curly blonde pubic hair. I reminded myself of how lucky I was to be there, to experience this slice of Cassie’s true self. Then I buried my head between her legs.
Again, I lost my sense of the outer world. Emily’s sharp gasps and Allison’s throaty guffaws fell back to background noise. It all became a low buzz through Cassie’s lovely legs, hanging languid over my shoulders. I put all of my focus on that one spot, teaching myself how to please the woman beneath me.
I remembered all the things that I’d loved from each of the women I’d been with that week. Cassie’s enthusiasm, Allison’s determination, Emily’s adoration. I put those pieces together with my tongue, my lips. And felt Cassie slowly coil around me.
After far less time than I expected, Cassie let out a sharp gasp. Like she’d been burned. Her hand shot out and squeezed my head, nails dug into my skull. She let out a long, anguished cry. A short sob. Something wet splashed against my chin. Then Cassie collapsed into the cushions. Her legs fell limp.
I lifted my head and saw Cassie lying there like she’d been shot. But as I examined her more closely, I saw she was shaking. Whole tremors, racing across her body, subtle but still there. Like she was seizing. Eyes rolled back in her head.
I tried to think back to what I’d seen before. I couldn’t remember Cassie cumming like this. In fact, now that I watched her orgasm take hold of her, I wondered if I’d ever seen Cassie peak at all.
I quickly put that thought aside. I wasn’t competing.
“I’m kicking your ass,” Allison said, as Jack continued to thrust his dick into her. Loud slaps as he beat her into the deck with his dick. “You can’t handle this pussy.”
“Listen. Little. Girl,” Jack gasped out, “Shut up. And take it.”
“I’m not little,” Allison said.
In response, Jack reached down and pinched her pink nipples, practically twisting them off. Allison gasped and her face went red. Neck straining. When her orgasm let go of her again, she growled at the older man. He responded by slapping her flank, like he really was a cowboy, and Allison was his horse.
Emily slowly lifted herself off Mike’s face, holding herself carefully, like she couldn’t trust her body. Her nipples pointed so red and puffy they looked painful.
“That was nice,” Emily said. She turned around and patted Mike’s sticky cheek.
“I liked it too,” Mike said.
“Ready to try something else?” Emily asked.
“Oh fuck yeah,” Mike said, an enthusiastic grin filling his face.
Emily reached down and lifted Mike’s long, thin dick upwards. Aimed it at her wanting pussy. For a moment, my wife caught my eye. She gave me a strange look. Challenging and proud. Regretful and sad. A mix of so many conflicting emotions I couldn’t sort through them all.
Emily slowly lowered herself onto Mike’s long dick. He groaned.
“Oh fuck, so good,” he said.
Emily slid down his skinny cock inch by inch. She reached the point where she was used to hitting the end and kept going. Her eyes widened as Mike’s penis pressed deeper than she’d ever experienced.
“Fuck, Em,” Mike said, “You feel so good.”
Emily froze about an inch from the bottom. It was clear Mike had hit something painful, and she stopped herself. She carefully rose up, then settled down again. This time she was able to take it all, but not without making a wry frown as she did so. Emily leaned forward, resting her hands on Mike’s chest, and started to slowly rock back and forth on top of him.