The OF Girl Ch. 311-320

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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 MF, oral, anal, toys, hot tub time, phone sex, beach time, public teasing, and a MILF mouth.

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 311

"I'm just going to run up and grab my book," Sabrina said as you all entered the house. "Unless you guys are planning to start down here?"

"No," Gemma laughed. "Definitely don't want to risk someone walking in on us."

"Can you imagine the look on Victoria's face?" you chuckled.

Sabrina darted upstairs while you and Gemma kicked off your shoes. You took her in your arms and kissed her softly. "Is it weird that I love you so goddamn much and yet I'm still getting butterflies because I know we're about to have sex?"

Gemma smiled sweetly and shook her head. "No, love. I feel the same way."

"Alright," you said. "Just double-checking; all of that with Mallory was OK, right?"

Gemma nodded and hugged you tightly, pressing her cheek to your chest. "I was a little confused when you first asked her to sit down, but she was cool and even if she didn't addso much to the conversation, what she did add was good and she helped direct it so we didn't go in circles."

"And the other part?"

"She's hot as hell, John. Even if it's just a bucket-list kind of thing, having sex with her would be a lot of fun." She pulled back and looked up into your eyes. "You want that too, right?"

"Right now I just want you, love," you said.

You kissed her and she moaned softly against your lips.

"OK, the bedroom is free," Sabrina said as she came back down the stairs lightly. She'd changed into pyjama pants and a loose sweater and had her book in her hand. "And, um, I'm kind of looking forward to those clean sheets, so try not to make her squirt, baby?"

"No promises," Gemma laughed and stuck out her tongue. Then she left your arms and went to Sabrina, pulling her into a hug and a kiss. "Thanks for understanding."

"Thanks for being mine," Sabrina smiled back and then kissed Gemma on the tip of her nose. Then she gave Gemma a smack on the ass. "Now get our man upstairs, I can see his crotch bulge from here."

Gemma turned and grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the stairs, and you managed to snag a quick peck with Sabrina on your way by.

Upstairs, you shut the door behind you and Gemma was already pulling her shirt off, revealing the sexy bra she was wearing. She went to start undoing her jeans next but you caught her up in your arms, sweeping her off her feet, and lifted her up to kiss her stomach as she hummed a laugh and clutched onto your shoulders. Then you walked her to the bed and laid her down, lowering on top of her until you kissed her smoothly.

The three of you kissed often. If you thought about it from someone else's point of view, you would have been the equivalent of the gross couple in high school that were making out in the hallways all the time. The thing was, after a month and a half of dating the two of them, you'd learned a lot about what the different sorts of kisses were and meant.

This kiss was light and playful, with your tongues teasing with little dips against each other. It made a loud smacking noise compared to more intense kisses because you weren't pressing hard, but it still had that deep desire built into it. Gemma's hands were pulling at your shirt, lifting it up towards your armpits to get ready to strip it off of you, and you had one hand in her hair while the other rubbed against her hip and up to her bare side.

It ended and Gemma grinned as she pulled your shirt off of you, and then you continued making out.

There wasn't a rush to get naked. Oftentimes while the girls still managed to make it sexy, this part of sex was done quickly because you just wanted to be in or on each other. But Gemma had made it clear she wanted you to make love to her, and part of that was making sure she knew you lusted after every part of her.

You ended up rolling over, Gemma wanting a turn on top, and she grinned into your kisses as she undid your belt and then your pants while you reached around her to undo her bra. The snap came open, and Gemma sat up to pull off the bra, her heavy tits falling out with a natural little bounce.

"I fucking love the way you look at me, John," Gemma said with a smile. "Do you like my tits? Because they're all yours, love."

"I love them, Gemma," you said, slowly running your hands up from her torso, starting at her stomach until you were cupping her breasts from below. "I love how well they suit you, and how they feel. I love how naturally their hang, and how they jiggle and bounce when we're fucking. I especially love your areolas and how you squirm a little when I play with them, and how absolutely suckable your gorgeous nipples are."

Gemma was smiling broadly and she leaned back down, crushing her tits to your chest as she kissed you deeply. Then, in an extended body roll, she sat back up again and lifted her tits a little with her hand and bounced them softly. "I still can't believe Sabrina thought about getting a nipple piercing today," she laughed. "Do you think I should consider it?"

"I think you don't need them, but they would be hot," you answered honestly.

"What do you think; little barbells or rings you could tug on?" Gemma smirked.

"Barbells for you," you said. "Sabrina would need to be the one with rings. Are you being serious?"

"No," she said, chuckling warmly. "I like my breasts like this. I wouldn't mind Sabrina getting one or two though."

You sat up, pressing your face into her cleavage as you stood slightly and rolled both of you over again while Gemma laughed at the feeling of your cheeks and lips between her breasts. You laid her down on her back and she hooked her ankles around the small of your back, holding you in place as you separated from her tits. "We're supposed to be focusing on you, love."

"OK," she said softly, reaching up and running her fingers through your hair.

You bent back down and started raining kisses and little nibbles on her tits, making her moan softly and scratch her fingers in the bedsheets. "Oh, John," she sighed. "Oh, love."

You took your time getting to her nipples, and when you got there they were hard and erect, little rubbery points that you softly kissed, then gently started to suckle on and humm against as you massaged her other tit.

"I want your cock, love," Gemma panted. "I'm so fucking horny for you."

You came away from Gemma's nipple with a pop, letting it drop from the suction as you looked up at her. "Not yet," you said, reaching to finish undoing her pants and pull them down. "First I'm going to eat you until all I can smell and taste is you."

Gemma closed her eyes and breathed in deeply while nodding. "Oh, fuck. Yes, please, love."

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Eating out Gemma was always going to be something you wanted to do. The way she moaned and writhed and squirmed as you teased and tasted her was music to your ears. And since she was wearing that buttplug there were even more ways to do that - you could pull and push on the plug, or wiggle it around with a finger as you stabbed your tongue inside of her or against her clit.

For her part, Gemma gave you exactly what she knew you wanted - she let you know how much she enjoyed and appreciated you. She moaned loudly and whimpered and giggled when you teased her. She ran her hands through your hair and begged you for more of that one thing, or grabbed her tits hard and squeezed her eyes shut as she panted when you brought her closer to the edge of an orgasm.

She whimpered when you backed off and didn't let her come, but she didn't complain because the two of you were used to the play.

Once her pussy was flushed and her lips were slightly open from wanting more than a tongue of a finger dipping inside, you sat back a little and just blew a little stream of cool air against her pussy, making her giggle and squirm some more.

"Come up here," she asked, motioning with her hands. "I want to taste me on you."

You did as she asked and soon you were pressing her down into the mattress as you made out and she licked her own juices off of your cheeks.

"I still can't believe what a whore I love being for you, love," she gasped.

"I'll never stop loving you for it," you promised her. "I'm so happy that we can be open like this."

"Me too," she gasped. The gasp wasn't from her emotions so much as from the fact that you'd slowly inserted two fingers into her cunt. "Cock," she breathed out.

"I want to get you off with my fingers first," you told her.

She shook her head. "No, love. I want you inside me. I want your first load filling my pussy with your warmth. I want to feel you fill me. Then I want to get down and show you exactly how much I love that cock by sucking you hard again before you take my ass."

"OK," you said, finding it hard to argue with a series of actions like that. You kissed her again and leaned back, dropping your pants and boxers and stripping off your socks. "Buttplug in or out?"

"In," Gemma said. "You already make me feel stuff when we fuck - I want to feel even more of that with you."

"Get on your stomach," you told her, and she flipped over and wiggled her juicy bum at you before spreading her legs. You climbed up and mounted her, your cock pressing between her butt cheeks before you scooped your hips and got your cock into position to enter her. She moaned at the first touch, but you teased your cock head between her lips. "I love you, love."

"You still say it wrong," she smirked a little, looking over her shoulder at you as she reached her arms forward above her head. That left her completely vulnerable to you in the prone position.

"I know," you chuckled, and pressed your cock into her.

She moaned softly, her lips quivering a little, and you groaned as you worked your cock in and out of her a few times before resting your chest down onto her back. You kissed the side of her neck, then behind her ear, as the two of you slowly worked your hips.

It was slow fucking, but that was the point. You both let out little wordless grunts and sighs. One of you would shift a leg to find a different slight angle. She arched her back to crane her neck and kiss you lightly. You buried your hands under her to softly run your fingers over her tits or reached up to hold one of her hands with yours over her head.

You fucked Gemma slowly, feeling every soft pressure and groove inside of her. She was usually just a little less purely tight than Sabrina, which you weren't sure was because of their size difference or something else, but with the buttplug in you could feel the weird extra node of pressure that changed the angle of some things.

"I love you, John," Gemma sighed, and you shifted her braided hair to the side away from her face and saw she was smiling but crying.

"I love you too, Gemma," you promised her. "And I'm going to be yours forever."

"Thank you," she whispered.

You leaned down and kissed her tears away, then buried your nose in her hair as you fucked her just a little firmer.

"Are you close, love?" she asked.

"Getting there," you said. "Have you?"

"Lots of little ones," she said.

"So that's what those little flexes are," you smiled.

"Mhmm," she nodded happily.

"Still want it inside you?"

"God, yes," she gasped. "Deep inside, please."

You started giving her more full thrusts, burying deep into her. The angle wasn't the best to get the deepest you could - her ass was plump enough that was a bit of a block as it pressed and squished against your torso.

"Give it to me, love. Give me my cum. Give me your love," Gemma requested of you. It wasn't begging; this wasn't the kind of sex where begging made sense.

You groaned and pressed as deep as you could, feeling the warmth boil up from your feet and wash over you in a wave as you flexed and humped a little, dumping your load into Gemma's cunt.

"Yesss," Gemma breathed out, her hands grabbing the sheets hard as her cunt fluttered in response to your orgasm.

You finished and panted three heavy breaths and kissed between Gemma's now slightly glistening shoulders before rolling off of her.

"Something like that?" you asked with a smirk.

"Exactly, love," Gemma groaned happily. Then she shifted and knelt over you, kissing you firmly. "I love you, and I'm so fucking happy that you're the only person I've ever let do that. I wish you could have been my first."

"I wish I could have been that for you too, Gemma," you said. "But I'm so happy we found each other."

"Me too," she said. Then she kissed you again and then started trailing kisses down your body. She reached your cock and turned her head so she could with your face as she took your half-hard, cummy and juice-covered cock between her lips and started sucking you hard again.

"Oh, Gemma," you grunted. "Oh, love."

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"Oooh, fuck yes, love," Gemma moaned as you pulled your cock out of her ass and then teased it right back in again.

She was laying with her back propped up by a couple of pillows. Missionary wasn't the simplest position to do anal in, but after doing the prone bone you both wanted to be able to face each other properly. So Gemma was holding her legs spread wide and with her hips right at the edge of the bed and tilted to give you access to her asshole between the inner curves and cleavage of her ass cheeks. She'd gotten you fully hard again, and then you'd taken turns lubing each other up with your fingers, before assuming the position. Now you were standing and dipping your cock in and out of Gemma's ass, teasing her hole and enjoying the visual of her ass trying to stay grabbing on but losing to the lube.

"How different is it to my pussy?" Gemma asked softly, massaging her nipples as she watched you with half-hooded eyes and breathed through her mouth.

"I'd never get them mixed up," you said. "But notso different. Your asshole is tighter to get in, obviously, and it's less wet but warmer. It feels amazing. What's it feel like for you?"

"It feels like I'm doing something horribly wrong, but it's so right that it's with you," Gemma said. "The physical of it is good, especially once we've been going a bit, but it's just knowing that it's you, in my ass, fucking me, that makes it so good."

You grinned and leaned down to kiss her, and used that opportunity to push deeper into her. She groaned loudly against your lips and let go of her tits to grab your arms, but pulled instead of pushed so you didn't stop until you'd rooted yourself into her.

"Fuck, that's so good," she breathed her words into your mouth. "You're so deep in my ass, love."

You managed to get just a little deeper, though it wasn't on purpose - it was in panic as the door to the bedroom opened.

"Sorry," Sabrina said quietly, quickly entering and shutting the door. "Sorry, I didn't want to interrupt!"

"What's wrong?" Gemma asked, her flush of panic colouring her face a little more.

"Corey and Victoria came back," Sabrina said. "We're going to go sit in the hot tub. But Corey said that the others were coming back soon too and you weren't being super loud but I still thought I should warn you."

Gemma hesitated a moment, biting her lip, then said, "Can you grab the ball gag for me?"

"Sure," Sabrina smiled and went into the washroom and came back with the bag they'd stashed beneath the counter. She pulled out the ball gag and got on her knees on the bed, quickly checking out what was going on between us. "God, you look hot like that with your pretty little pussy lips pressed against him like that." Then she leaned in and kissed Gemma softly before putting the ball gag in her mouth and strapping it around the back of her head so that Gemma's now messy braid was still free. Then Sabrina got a look on her face that screamed 'Naughty!' and she rummaged back in the bag and came out with a pair of nipple clamps that looked a little like tweezers with an adjustable ring. She quickly put them on Gemma's nipples and tightened them enough to stay on. Gemma moaned into the ball gag and glared at her, but that just made Sabrina snicker a little.

"There," Sabrina said with a smirk. "Now she's a proper little slut for you, baby." She got off the bed and went to change into a swimsuit.

"You OK, love?" you asked Gemma quietly.

Gemma mumbled something and nodded, squeezing your arms to ask you to start fucking her again, which you did with long, slow strokes. The way she was positioned made her tits prominent and squeezed together between her upper arms, and now her nipples were even more prominent with the clamps, but you still made sure to switch between watching her chest and her eyes.

"Is it weird that I think you look really pretty with a gag in your mouth?" you asked after a minute.

That made her laugh, which squeezed her asshole around your cock.

"All done," Sabrina said, stepping out of the washroom. She was wearing a sleek little one-piece in black and royal blue.

"I didn't even know you owned a one-piece," you said.

"Well, I figured after our talk earlier that I didn't want to wear a bikini down there without you or Gemma. I mean, it's just Corey and Victoria and nothing would ever happen, but I feel like... I don't know. It's like a respect thing for you two, I guess? Even if it's silly because of theother thing, but that's how I feel."

Gemma let go of one of her legs to flash Sabrina a thumbs-up and mumbled relatively clearly an 'I love you, baby.'

Sabrina smiled and came over and kissed you, then dropped to her knees next to you. "Pull out, baby," she said.

You did, pulling slowly out of Gemma's ass as your blonde girlfriend whimpered softly. When you popped out fully Sabrina immediately took your cock and bobbed in one long suck down its length, sucking you and running her tongue across it despite it having just been in Gemma's ass. Then she turned to Gemma and pressed her tongue right into her asshole, rimming her deeply as it stayed a little open from wearing the buttplug for so long and then your cock reaming.

Gemma moaned in surprise, then snorted through her nose once, before Sabrina pulled away and stood up, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. She pulled you down and kissed your cheek. "I love you, baby." Then she knelt with one leg on the bed and kissed Gemma on the cheek. "I love you, baby."

"Love you too, Sabrina," you said, and Gemma mumbled her agreement.

"Have fun," she whispered and directed your cock back into Gemma for you. Then she grabbed her towel and headed for the door.

Once Sabrina was gone you eased back into Gemma and sighed, leaning down to kiss her cheek as well. "We're in love with one nasty little slut, but she's all ours," you whispered to Gemma.

Gemma grinned around the rubber ball and nodded, then humped her hips a little asking for you to make love to her ass.

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"Yeah, OK," Gemma said, still a little hoarse. "That hit the spot."

You hummed a chuckle and squeezed her a little tighter to you. The both of you were naked, laying near the foot of the bed as you gently spooned her. The ball gag was laying somewhere near the middle of the bed, and the nipple clamps had hit the floor at some point. Gemma had a half dozen fresh hickies across her cleavage, and her nipples were ruddy and swollen as you lay basking in the sweaty warmth of each other.