The OF Girl Ch. 181-190

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All Characters are 18 years or older.

When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes shopping, flashing, oral, sweetness, first-time anal, walk-ins, handjobs, and dates.

OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14, and is an ongoing patronized work sponsored by him. Originally written in small chapter releases, they will be collected here on Literotica in 10 chapter chunks for smoother reading.

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Chapter 181

Two more stores for you included another suit store, this time for an actual suit that would be tailored and you would have to come back to do a fitting for, and then a shoe store.

Sabrina bought you three pairs of shoes. A new set of dress shoes, a set of casual slip-on loafers, and a pair of speciality Vans.

You didn't need shoes. You thought you had too many shoes to begin with.

Apparently not.

"Sabrina, this is too much," you said.

"You say that now," she smirked. "But it's our turn now."

You were going bikini shopping.

You got sat with the purses and the shopping bags right in front of the changing rooms and you weren't even allowed to see what they had picked out.

Sabrina went first, and you immediately saw what she was doing. The first swimsuit she came out in was technically a one-piece, but the fabric was cut and twisted to show off most of her sides and focused around a ring that sat on her abs.

The next suit was a tankini, with low-on-the-hip but full bottoms, and a top that covered halfway down her torso. She looked cute and wiggled her bum at you and Gemma, but quickly went back in to change again.

Swimsuit number 3 was a true bikini, this one blue with cups that covered her breasts and a bottom that cut high on her bum, showing about half her cheeks.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"I think I can't wait to go to a beach with you," you said.

"That's the one you should buy," Gemma nodded.

Sabrina smirked and walked up and kissed me, then looked to Gemma. "You say that now," she said and wiggled her eyebrows. She skipped back into the dressing room.

"I'm going to be honest," you said. "I'm a little scared we're going to get thrown out of here."

Gemma bit her lip and looked back at the counter of the store where a teenager was currently playing on her phone. "I think we're OK," she said, then glanced back at the dressing room. "Probably."

The next suit was lewd, but not because it showed any more skin than the last one. This one just happened to be a very stretchy bando top that clung to Sabrina like a second skin.

One that very clearly showed off her nipples and camel toe.

"Too much?" she asked, sticking her tongue out playfully while peeking around to make sure no one else was in the store.

"For the beach or a public pool? Yes," you said. "For your OF? It's just right."

Sabrina raised a finger. "Oh my God, I hadn't even thought of that. I just wanted to make you blush." She skipped the two steps to you and sat in your lap, kissing you deeply. "Good idea, baby." Then she grinned and winked. "Sugarmomma is going to going to spoil you even more now."

Then she reached down and grabbed your dick through your pants and looked thoughtful, and headed back for the changing rooms.

"That was the last one, right?" you asked Gemma.

"What do you think?"

You blew out a breath.

"Is the coast clear out there?" Sabrina asked quietly from inside the dressing room.

"Yep," Gemma said after checking over her shoulder again.

Sabrina whipped back the curtain and she was in a micro bikini, except the 'cups' over the nipples were cartoon ice cream cones and the little patch of fabric that couldn't even cover her landing strip was a cartoon whipped cream with a cherry on top.

I snorted and tried to suppress a laugh. Gemma bit her tongue to stop her own laugh.

"Now this one has to be too much, right?" Sabrina asked with a smirk.

"Yes!" you said.

"Mkay," she giggled, then surprised you by stepping out of the dressing room and pushing her chest to your face, pulling the little ice cream cone cup nipple covering aside and feeding you her stubby nipple for a moment. She was flushed as she pulled away and scampered back into the dressing room. She came out with most of the swimsuits in one hand and plopped onto the little bench beside me. "I need to think about the bando one, but I'll get the blue one for sure. Your turn, Gemma."

Gemma picked up her bundle of swimsuits, but almost as soon as she was in there she stuck her hand out through the curtain holding the ice cream microkini. "Nope, not a chance," she said.

"Aw, come on," Sabrina pouted.

Gemma just shook the strings and 'fabric' and Sabrina went a took it. She shrugged as she sat back down next to you. "I tried."

Your blonde girlfriend hadn't decided on a gimmick for her part in the bikini fashion show. Instead, she was actually shopping for a bikini and with her bust it made it more difficult to find one that fit properly, gave her enough support where it was needed, and looked the right amount of sexy. Her first two tries looked good to you - but then, most things on Gemma would look good - but she had complaints about them. The third one was deemed 'OK' but not great, and by the fourth one, Gemma was frustrated.

"Go in there with her," Sabrina prompted you.

"I can't," you said.

"You have to, Sugarbaby," Sabrina said, poking you in the side. "Seriously, Gemma is getting self-conscious now. Go cheer her up. Just don't be loud."

You glanced over at the teenager behind the counter, who seemed to still be engrossed in either a big game of candy crush or some sort of high school drama.

"Fuck it," you said quietly, and darted for the dressing room curtain.

You slipped inside and Gemma was naked, looking over her next selection. She half-yelped in surprise until she realized it was you, and then her face turned to confusion until you went to your knees in front of her and lifted one of her legs over your shoulder and pushed your lips to her pussy.

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"Oh, fuck," Gemma moaned softly as you tongued her pussy.

"Shhh," you shushed her, reaching up with one hand to tease her nipple as you ducked back to lick her pussy.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her hands going down to your hair but not pushing you away.

"Showing you how fucking sexy you are," you said. "Just don't get us caught."

Gemma leaned back, breathing deeply as she looked down at you with your mouth buried in her pussy. "I fucking love you," she sighed softly.

You wiggled your tongue as your 'I love you too', making her bite her lip and close her eyes to stop from moaning. As you ate her she slid down the back wall of the dressing room and you followed her until she was sitting on the little bench. Then you had the leverage to really push, and you went at her.

"John," she hissed softly. "John, fuck!"

She squeezed her eyes shut and then put her arm over her mouth and bit it to stop from getting loud as she came. You lapped her up, enjoying the feeling of her thighs trying to squeeze you as she shuddered and sniffed in breaths through her nose until she came down.

Only then did you pull off of her and place a chaste little kiss on her clit before standing up and kissing her on the mouth.

"You are crazy," she whispered.

"You are fucking crazy sexy," you retorted. "Now get that bikini on, I want to see you in it so I can imagine taking it back off of you."

She snorted and rolled her eyes, but her smile didn't slip.

You peeked out of the curtain and Sabrina nodded and waved you out, so you scooted out as Gemma was getting dressed.

"Mmm," Sabrina hummed, seeing the wetness on your lips. She immediately started kissing you, her tongue doing its best to taste your lips and cheeks.

"You know you're a freak, right?" Gemma said as she opened the curtain and saw what Sabrina was doing.

Sabrina shrugged with a grin and then cocked her head to the side. "That one is pretty. How's it fit?"

Gemma had on a black bikini with full cups and low-riding bottoms that tied at the hip. The cups on the top had a pattern of crystal sequins on them. "Pretty good," she said, looking in the mirror and tugging at the top in a couple of different ways. "I'm not afraid I'm going to pop out. Not sure about the butt though."

"I like the butt," Sabrina said, standing up and tugging on the bottoms. "What do you think, John?"

You felt like this was a trap question, or at least it would have been if it was just you and one girlfriend going shopping. But with two the dynamic was different. "Well, I'd rather no bottoms at all myself," you said, making both girls smirk and roll their eyes. "But I think you're right, Gemma. It doesn't do your booty justice."

"That was the perfect way of putting it, love," Gemma said, coming over and kissing you lightly.

"Alright, so let's find some bottoms to go with the top," Sabrina shrugged. Thus commenced a hunt of which you didn't take part, but which took a good fifteen minutes through the store and included looping the teenage clerk into the hunt. Eventually they found one, another black but this time more elastic and it sat higher on the hips but showed off a lot more butt.

"I don't know," you said. "I definitely like the view, but that's a lot of you for other guys to see."

"Baby, I won't get it if you don't want," Gemma said, sitting down on your lap and wrapping her arms around your shoulders. "But I promise you, back home this would be considered moderate for a day at the beach."

You made a face, but then broke. "OK," you said.

She smiled and kissed you again, then went to change.

Then the girls gave you your last surprise of the store and presented you with a Banana Hammock.

"I told you I'd find one," Gemma smirked.

You closed your eyes and took a long breath, then opened them. "Fine, I'll try it. But I'm not buying it!"

"OK," Gemma said, grinning. Sabrina smiled like she was trying to break her face.

You went into the changing room and shucked your shorts and boxers and struggled with the ridiculously small and stretchy material until you had it up over your ass in the back. Then it was a case of juggling your cock and balls around to try and get them situated while also not snapping the elastic fabric against them.

"Baby, you OK in there?" Gemma asked from outside.

"Almost got it," you grunted.

"OK," she said.

You finally felt like you were fully covered and looked at yourself in the mirror. Yup, you looked ridiculous.

"Is the coast clear?" you asked.

"Oh, definitely," Sabrina said.

You reached for the curtain, then hesitated. "That sounded like a not-quite," you said.

"OK, the cashier is looking over but that's it," Gemma said.

You closed your eyes and let out a breath, then shrugged and whipped open the curtain.

Click-click! Sabrina took a photo of you immediately and then took off to the front of the store as she was giggling.

"Sabrina!" you growled.

Gemma was right there, laughing with one hand over her mouth and blushing as she eyed you up. "It actually looks pretty good, love," she said. "And your dick looks really impressive."

"Sir, are you wearing underwear under that?" the teenager at the cash said. "You're supposed to wear underwear when trying on the suits. You have to buy that one now."

You blinked and looked to Gemma, who burst out laughing. You could hear Sabrina cackling as well on the other side of the store.

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The next, and they promised last, two stores for you were to buy you some more casual clothes that you could wear out on day-dates. This was where they actually started to argue a bit - not in a nasty way or anything, but their casual styles differed more than what they liked for a more formal you.

They ended up splitting the difference when Sabrina said they should just buy both ideas. And you weren't allowed to say anything about it. So you ended up with some new shorts and shirts, and a couple of light sweaters for cooler days.

By the end of it you were hauling around a half dozen bags between the three of you, but both of them were very happy and lovey with you as you all went to the food court. They did, in fact, allow you to buy them lunch and you all sat down at a booth together with the bags of clothes on the empty booth seat next to Sabrina.

"Something wrong, love?" Gemma asked you when she noticed you looking off for a moment during the conversation.

"No," you said, looking back to them and smiling. "Just thinking."

"Oh, shit," Sabrina sighed. "Baby, if we were too pushy today I'm so sorry. We should have asked your opinion more."

Gemma got a pained look on her face as well. "God, we were total snooty bitches, weren't we? You didn't pick a single thing for yourself."

"I- That's not it, but kind of is," you said. You reached across the table and took one of each of their hands in yours. "I was just thinking that I don't know how much longer I can keep up the act that you two aren't way out of my league. Believe me, I like all the clothes. I still don't think I needed the shoes, but whatever. I just- I feel like I should have been able to pick clothes that were attractive to you. And I'm just having a kind of self-deprecating, imposter syndrome moment. I can't believe I'm dating both of you."

The girls glanced at each other, and then Gemma was leaning across the table to kiss you while Sabrina kissed the side of your face rapidly, then down to your neck. When they pulled back Gemma stayed leaning over the table. "John, I love you. I don't love you because of or despite your clothes, or your style. I love you because you make me laugh, and you make my pussy tingle every time you do something sweet, and you make my heart flutter every time I see the way you look at me."

"And I love you because you are the most understanding, earnest guy I've ever met who also happens to give me warm butterflies in my gut when you flirt with me, and you just know how to push my buttons like no one has even guessed before," Sabrina said.

You were flushed and smiling, but laughed a little sadly. "I- Thank you. I love you both too. And hearing that is like angels singing. But I still feel like I should be more to deserve you. What that woman from the first store said earlier is true - I'm the luckiest guy in the fucking world."

"God, I want to fuck you right now," Sabrina said.

Gemma snorted a giggle. "Same, honestly."

You sighed and shook your head. "Maybe I just need to accept that you just want me for my body after all."

That set them both laughing, and lunch got back on track. After you threw out all the trash the girls led you to the last stop of the shopping trip - unfortunately, there wasn't a Hot Topic in the mall after all - Victoria's Secret.

What the three of you learned was that Victoria's Secret was that her store was always busy, and the retail workers were on the lookout for shenanigans. You still got to play the dutiful boyfriend to both girls, much to the shock and amusement of the statuesque blonde who helped the three of you out.

Sabrina ended up buying a few new thongs since they were on sale, along with a sexy neglige that you couldn't wait to take off of her the first time you got to see it. Gemma doubled down on the thongs and found a fancy bra that fit her perfectly. Then she shushed both you and Sabrina away for a bit and came back ten minutes later with a Cheshire cat grin and a little bag that she wouldn't let either of you look inside. Sabrina was more annoyed by that than you were.

With arms full of shopping bags, you couldn't guess at the cost that Sabrina's credit card had just wracked up. It had to be at least a thousand dollars (hint - it turned out to be more than triple that with the suit), but she wouldn't hear another word about it. She kissed you and told you to shut up. Then she kissed Gemma right there on the bus, and then winked.

By the time the three of you were piling into the elevator at her place, you were tired from all the walking and ready for a nap. Thinking that's what was about to happen, when the girls sent you into Sabrina's bedroom with the bags you set them down carefully and then climbed onto the bed, waiting for them to climb on with you and cuddle up.

"Well, that's not what I was expecting," Gemma said from the doorway.

"I guess we weren't really explicit about what was happening now," Sabrina said.

You blinked your eyes open drearily, and then a lot more open a lot quicker.

The girls were standing at the foot of the bed. In their new lingerie.

Their very sexy lingerie. And Sabrina had a tube of lube in her hand.

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"Hi," Gemma giggled when she saw you waking up.

"Sorry," you said. "And, uh, wow."

"Wow is right," Sabrina smirked, giving Gemma a side-eyed glance and biting the inside of her lip.

Gemma was dressed in a beautiful green set of lace bra and panties. They didn't give her any support whatsoever - the bra was all lace, cupping over her bountiful breasts and just tugging them together enough to make a ridiculous amount of cleavage. Her areolas and nipples could be seen through the gaps in the lace. The panties were similar, hugging her mound. But the real surprise was the garter belt and the dark green stockings it was holding up. Gemma looked like a pornstar, or you guessed pornstars were supposed to look like this when they achieved the look properly.

Sabrina, for her part, hadn't waited long to reveal the neglige. It was gauze and blue, and didn't hide a single part of her body behind the swoopy film of fabric. She'd matched it with one of her new thongs of a similar colour.

"Did I die and go to heaven?" you asked.

"Sorry, this is actually hell," Gemma said. "I'm about to pull off my face and underneath I'm a fifty-five-year-old fat guy with facial herpes and a desire to wear your skin."

Sabrina snorted hard at that, and you rolled your eyes and grinned. "Well, for a fat man, you really know how to wear that bra."

"Thank you," she grinned and stuck a pose.

"Seriously, you both look absolutely amazing," you said. "I don't even know where to start the compliments, and if I do I don't think I'll be able to stop."

"You're rambling, baby," Sabrina said, climbing up onto the bed. She leaned in and kissed you, and took your hand and brought it through the gap in the neglige to press against her bare skin and slowly run up towards her breast. "And there's one more surprise."

She turned your face to look back at Gemma again, who smiled sexily and did a little turn for you, wagging her hips until she was facing away. Then she slowly started to lower her panties, bending over as she did it, to reveal a little green-gemmed buttplug between her cheeks. She dropped the panties, the garter belt and stockings still on, and turned back around. Gemma climbed up onto the bed, giving you a smouldering gaze as she prowled on her hands and knees until she was nose to nose with you, and she kissed you hard and passionately. She moaned into your lips, and you grunted your own pleasure back.

When she pulled back, Gemma took a deep breath but didn't stop smiling. "John. Love. I would like you to please take my anal virginity and be my first. Could you do that for me? Stretch my asshole with your cock, and be the only man to ever do that? Make me yours?"

"He isso hard right now," Sabrina giggled as she reached into your boxers to feel the pole that was tenting them.