The OF Girl Ch. 101-110

Sabrina was thin like you imagined a catwalk model would be - likely she would have been a good one if she had a bit more height. Her stomach wasn't muscled so much as just lean, and you had a delicious, warm feeling as you softly stroked her smooth skin. You could feel her responding to you in little ways, feel every breath through her diaphragm. Running the tip of your middle finger softly around her belly button made her stomach flex from the soft tickle of it.

The second episode ended, and she reached over and hit the 'Play Next.'

This episode you let your hand drift lower, down to her pelvic mound and her shock of pubic hair. Blindly, since this was all under the covers, you trailed your fingers through it and softly started to scratch and massage her there as if you were massaging her scalp. The feeling of her pubic hair on your fingers was luxurious and sexy and ultimately intimate. You weren't fucking, or even fingering. This was an intimate touch in an intimate area with no specific desire for anything more.

Sabrina shifted her head to look at you and pursed her lips, and you responded by leaning down to kiss her. It was short and sweet, and you didn't stop your fingers, and then you both went back to watching the show. You stayed like that for the entire episode.

After pausing at the start of the next one, Sabrina scooted out of the bed, needing to go to the washroom. She didn't even bother slipping her panties on, just striding out of your room with your shirt dangling high on her thighs. You decided soon after to grab a couple drinks for you and her, so you followed her out and found that Mosche wasn't in the living room anymore. You hoped that meant that he'd taken your advice and things had gone well for him.

Sabrina stepped out of the washroom and heard you in the kitchen. "Hey," you said. "Beer, or just water?"

"Water, please," she said, entering the kitchen and sitting up on the counter.

"Careful," you said, fetching a glass down from the cupboard and filling it with the Brita filter you kept in the fridge.

"Why? Afraid I'm going to flash you?" she asked.

"Something like that," you smiled.

Sabrina chuckled and spread her legs, lifting the hem of your shirt to give you a good look at her pussy. You stepped between her legs and tilted her chin up so you could kiss her. She pressed her chest forward to yours and you could feel her nipples through the shirt.

The kiss ended and you looked into Sabrina eyes as you both smiled happily.

I love you, you thought even though you chided yourself for it.

The door to the apartment started to unlock, ending the moment as you stepped back and Sabrina slid down from the counter to her feet, your shirt falling back around her thighs.

Chapter 105

"Hey," you said.

"Oh, uh, hey," Mosche said.

"Um, hi..." Tasha said.

"Hey, I'm Sabrina," Sabrina said, stepping forward and offering Tasha her hand.

"Hi," Tasha said, obviously looking at Sabrina's outfit, or lack of one, as well as your own. "Uh, sorry, are we interrupting something?"

"Just grabbing some drinks. Netflix intermission," you said.

Tasha looked back and forth between you and Sabrina a couple more times, clearly wanting to say something. She and Mosche had come in before you or Sabrina could have dreamed of escaping back to your room, so you were stuck with a 'fake it till you make it' confidence at being caught in your underwear.

Apparently, Tasha decided she couldn't hold it in. "I'm sorry," she said. "But I'd want to know if it was happening to me. I saw John out on a hot and heavy date just last night with someone else."

"You didwhat!?" Sabrina said, turning to you with an angry face but winking. "I knew it! That blonde slut is back, isn't she?"

"It's not what you think," you said, hamming it up with some stuttering.

"Don't you give me that bullshit," Sabrina said. "God, every time I turn my back, you're off fucking that bimbo again. It's not my fault I didn't grow huge tits like her, why can't you just be happy with mine?" She grabbed her chest through your shirt she was wearing.

"Look, baby," you said. "I told you, if you let me put it in your butt I wouldn't go see her anymore. This is really mostly your fault."

Tasha's eyes were starting to bug out of her head as she watched us 'yell' at each other, while Mosche was just looking really confused.

"Fine! I guess you're just going to need to break my ass in then," Sabrina growled. "I was planning on saving that for our wedding night, but I'd rather you take my last virginity now than put a baby into that whore first."

"Um, actually, I already did," you said, ramping up the fake tension even more. "She gave birth last year. It's actually already my daughter's birthday in a couple of weeks. I wasn't sure if I should invite you to the party, or...?"

"Of course I want to come to the party! What the fuck, John. You think I would want to miss my stepdaughter's first birthday?"

"Well, you always said that if I put a baby in your ex, you weren't sure if you would want to kill us both or watch us fuck. Does this mean you want that threesome?"

"Hell yes I do," Sabrina said. She was starting to lose her character, biting her lip hard to try and stop from smiling. "I mean if you can't beat them, join them, right? Come on, let's get your cock hard so you can fuck my ass. You've got olive oil in the kitchen, right? We'll need to practice cause I assume you and her are going to-"

"What the actualfuck is going on," Tasha interrupted.

You and Sabrina burst out laughing, Sabrina actually falling to the ground as she heaved from the effort.

"I'm sorry," you panted, trying to control your laughter. "I'm sorry, we were- Hahah! We were- It's not-"

"Ugh," Sabrina grunted, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I know about Gemma," she wheezed. "It's- John and I are fuckbuddies. Gemma knows, too. We're friends."

"Ooh," Mosche said, slapping his hand to his forehead. "They were faking."

"Obviously," Tasha said. "Jesus fuck. I thought I got sucked into the plot of a soap opera for a second there."

You helped Sabrina up from the ground, both of you trying to suppress your laughter. "Sorry, Tasha. I swear it was this one's idea, I just went along with it."

Sabrina snorted loudly, clapping a hand over her mouth in embarrassment. "We got a little carried away."

Tasha just shook her head. "So he's not cheating?"

"God no," Sabrina said, hugging herself to your side. "Everything is consensual and in the open."

"Fucking polyamory," Tasha sighed, then turned to Mosche. "Please tell me you don't have a girlfriend in your room or something."

"No, not at all," Mosche said.

"Good," Tasha said, then glanced back to you and Sabrina. "Sorry for making assumptions."

"No, no," Sabrina said, patting her arm. "It was totally reasonable, and if things between John, Gemma and I weren't what they were I would definitely want to know. So would she. So thanks for looking."

"Plus, I would deserve it if I were cheating," you said. "No hard feelings here, either. Now I think we've interrupted you guys enough, so we'll leave you two alone." You picked up Sabrina and threw her over your shoulder, making sure to keep her shirt pulled down over her thighs so you weren't flashing Tasha and Mosche. You grabbed your beer and the glass of water for Sabrina from the counter and started walking down the hall.

"Have fun, you two!" Sabrina giggled and waved to Mosche and Tasha.

Back in your room you set the drinks down and then lowered Sabrina to the bed and followed her down, kissing her deeply.

"You don't think we just ruined that for Mosche, do you?" you asked.

"I don't know," Sabrina chuckled. "I hope not, he needs to get laid."

"Yes, he does," you said. You stood up and handed Sabrina her water, and cracked open your beer and took a drink.

"You know, I'm not sure what part of that whole thing was funniest, other than Tasha's face, and which part was hottest," Sabrina said.

"What do you mean?" you asked.

"I dunno. I think I'm just over-sexed today or something, but the idea of you fucking Gemma behind my back was kinda hot, and so was you taking my ass. Even the idea of you breeding Gemma gave me this little thrill."

"Yeesh, you are over-sexed," you chuckled. "I think the term 'knocked up' would be more appropriate."

"Not in kink-speak," Sabrina smirked. "What, doesbreeding make you uncomfortable?"

You sighed and rolled your eyes, crawling into bed with her again. "You, my dear, need to focus on the show and not your kink fantasies."

"Fine," she laughed.

Soon you were back behind her, spooned up. You watched another two episodes of Castle before you realized Sabrina was dozing off in your arms. You shut your laptop, trying to move around Sabrina without waking her up more, but she caught your arm in her hands and kissed it, and when you laid back down fully she wiggled and pulled your shirt off of herself, tossing it onto the floor.

"Boxers," she mumbled.

You shifted and kicked them down somewhere under the covers.

Sabrina wiggled her ass back against you, then surprised you as she reached back and took hold of your mostly-soft cock and wedged it between her little ass cheeks.

"There," she mumbled dreamily.

"Really?" you asked.

"Mhmm," she hummed and nodded softly.

You definitely fell asleep after she did.

Chapter 106

Waking up with a warm body in your arms was quickly becoming one of your favourite things. You swam closer to consciousness, feeling the softness of her as you hugged her, feeling her smooth skin on yours. Your cock was hard, pressed against her fleshy ass, and you could smell Gemma's hair as your face buried against the back of her neck. You lifted a hand and brushed your fingers over her breast, feeling their fullness.

Wait. Gemma?

"Good morning," Gemma murmured to you.

"Huh?" you said dumbly, blinking your eyes open. You were spooned up behind Gemma in your bed. She turned in your arms and came nose-to-nose with you and gave you a soft kiss.

"I said, good morning," she clarified, smiling at you.

"I'm... what?" you stammered. You'd gone to bed with Sabrina, not Gemma... right?

"Something wrong?" Gemma asked.

"I- No? Yes? I'm confused," you said.

Then Sabrina began to giggle, and Gemma broke into her own teasing grin. You rolled to the side and looked over your shoulder as Sabrina was snickering while she lifted the covers and slipped under them, joining you and Gemma. She immediately hugged her naked body to you, and Gemma did the same on your other side.

"Jeez," you sighed. "I thought I was going insane, or I blacked out or something."

"Sorry, baby," Sabrina kept giggling. "I woke up early with your boner poking my ass, and was thinking about last night and Tasha and got this idea. So I called Gemma and she came over."

"I'm not sorry," Gemma grinned. "Getting up this early on a Sunday was totally worth the look on your face."

You rolled your eyes. "Well, other than questioning my sanity, this is probably the best way I've ever woken up."

"I literally woke up yesterday with your cock inside me," Sabrina said.

"Hey, how did you do that?" Gemma asked. "He woke up hard inside ofme yesterday."

"We had a nap in the afternoon," Sabrina said. "Actually, I think technically we had two naps."

"Lazies," Gemma scoffed teasingly.

"Hey, we did a lot of work, too," you said. "But, even though I would gladly wake up to immediate sex with either of you, I meant this." You had an arm around each of them. "I know it might be selfish, but having you both in bed with me like this makes me feel like a king."

Gemma rolled her eyes with a smile, and Sabrina scrunched up her nose and kissed your shoulder.

"We might be able to make this happen again," Gemma said. "Once in a while, if you're a good boy."

"Oooh, we should teach him some tricks. This could be his reward," Sabrina laughed.

"I am not a puppy, you two," you said.

"Of course not, baby," Sabrina said, patting your chest. "You're at least moderately housebroken. You're more like a horny teenage dog."

You just sighed and shook your head and lay there, revelling in the feeling of both of them in your arms at the same time. Sabrina was telling Gemma about the scenes you had filmed yesterday, and Gemma was listening while running a hand through your hair and massaging your scalp.

"That last one sounds fucking hot," Gemma said once Sabrina had finished. "I can't wait to see it, but I wish I'd been there. Watching you two fuck in person was so fucking hot."

"Actually, I was thinking..." Sabrina said. "Do you think maybe I could watch you two together? I mean, just because fair is fair."

"I thought you were an exhibitionist, not a voyeur," Gemma said.

"OK, I'm just fucking horny," Sabrina said. "Can I watch you fuck or not?"

"What do you think, John?" Gemma asked you.

"I think it would only be fair," you said. "And I would very much like to fuck you right here, right now."

"Right here, right now, huh?" Gemma grinned and turned back to Sabrina. "Anything in particular you'd like to see, little miss pornstar?"

Sabrina bit the corner of her lip. You could see the horniness on her face at this point, and under the covers you slid your hand down her side to her ass, slowly sliding a finger down her crack and between her legs to play at the entrance to her pussy. She was already a little wet in excitement.

"God, I mean, everything?" Sabrina said. "But if I have to pick... I want to see you ride him. Or maybe doggy? Or it would be hot to watch him finger you really hard while you're laying on your back."

You snorted, and Gemma just shook her head with a grin. "Just all that, huh?"

"OK, OK," Sabrina said. "I choose doggy."

"I think we can manage that," Gemma said. "What do you think, love?"

You opened your mouth to answer, then hesitated because you felt Sabrina suddenly tense against your body, though she didn't show anything on her face. "I think we can do that and more," you said. "But first I think the three of us need to have a discussion about something important."

Gemma raised an eyebrow in confusion, and Sabrina furrowed her brow just a touch.

"What's the topic?" Gemma asked me.

You sighed and hugged both of them close to you - wanting that last bit of warmth before you knew this could quite possibly be the one and only time you felt like this again.

"Love," you said.

Chapter 107

Things got messy before they got better.

First, Sabrina started crying. Not sobbing or anything, but thick tears as you explained that you and Gemma were saying 'I Love You.'

Then Gemma was upset that Sabrina was upset because it was obvious that Sabrina was in love with you as well and that wasn't what this deal between the three of you was supposed to be about.

"I'm sorry," you said to both of them. Gemma had pulled away from you and was sitting with her back against the wall, her knees pulled up to her chest and the sheets keeping her modest as they draped over her legs. Sabrina had also pulled away in the opposite direction, now sitting on your desk chair with your shirt back on her like last night. "Sabrina, I wanted to tell you right away, but you wanted to wait for when the three of us could talk. I- I suggested it to Gemma first, and we decided that we wanted to say it to each other as a code for all the things we were feeling for each other. Gemma is supposed to leave in a couple of months, and neither of us wanted to wait or dance around to tell each other how we were feeling. I said I wanted to tell her I love her because I'm completely attracted to her physically, emotionally and mentally despite the time limit on us. That's what Love means between us."

You turned to Gemma now, "And Gemma, I know this might be the worst thing for me to say, and I am so fucking sorry if this hurts you. What you've already been through - God, I don't want this to hurt you. But I'm in love with Sabrina as well. It's different between the two of you, I feel different things, but it boils down to the same word and it's not fair to you at all but I love her." You looked back to Sabrina. "I love you."

"I love you, too," Sabrina said quietly.

Gemma was silent, her forehead resting against her knees as she looked down and away from the two of you.

You wanted to tell her you were sorry again. That you loved her. That you wanted to find a way to make this work or to make it right. And God, thinking about what Gemma had been through with her fiance, you werefucking sorry.

But... you loved Sabrina, too.

It was better not to say anything at all. If you tried prompting her, it could have the exact opposite effect as what you wanted. You could end up pushing her away instead of bringing her closer.

So you waited quietly. Letting her think.

"I'm going to go," Sabrina said, standing and reaching for her underwear that was still on the floor. "I'm- Gemma, I'm so sorry. I know I promised it wasn't supposed to be like this. I'll go. I'm sorry. I'm so fucked up, I can't even keep a single promise."

"Wait," Gemma said, lifting her head. She was crying as much as Sabrina was, tears flowing down her cheeks.

Sabrina hesitated, her thong and panties in her hand.

Gemma looked from you to Sabrina and back, and took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I thought you wanted to watch us fuck?" she asked Sabrina.

"I-" Sabrina stuttered.

"Gemma," you said.

"Look, I can't say I'm thrilled about this," Gemma said. "But... Well, I know why you would be in love with John, Sabrina. I know how special he makes you feel because he makesme feel that way. And I saw you fuck that first time, I know how good the chemistry is between you. And John..." she sighed heavily. "I can't blame you for feeling the way you are because we put you in this situation. God, honestly I'm mostly just upset at myself for not connecting the dots thatof course a guy like you wouldn't just stay emotionally cold with your friends with benefits. We chose this. I chose this. I chose you," she said, looking at you.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath again, then looked at Sabrina. "As long as you can handle me saying it, I can handle you saying it," Gemma said. "But the rules still stand. I'm his girlfriend, you're his best friend with all the benefits or however you put it."

"Really?" Sabrina asked. "You're OK with this?"

Gemma shifted around, letting the sheet fall away from her as she moved to sit with her legs over your lap and leaning forward to kiss you sweetly. "I love you," she said to you.

"I love you, too," you said.

"Now you," Gemma said to Sabrina.

Sabrina dropped her underwear and crawled back onto the bed, sitting on her knees as she leaned in and kissed you just as sweetly. "I love you," she said.

"I love you, too," you said, meaning it just as deeply.

"What now?" Sabrina asked.

Gemma rolled her legs off of you and slipped back under the covers. "Now I think we should just lie like we were before," she said. "I'm OK with this, but I need to be OK with this, if you know what I mean."

Sabrina nodded and got under the covers as well, hugging as close to you as Gemma was. You shifted a little so you were all lying down again, and you were surrounded by them.

After about five minutes of silence, you cleared your throat. "So, I guess we'll save the fuckshow for another time?"

"Oh my God, John," Gemma groaned, rolling her eyes.

"Not the time, baby," Sabrina said on your other side.

You smiled and chuckled just a little in your chest. "I love you both," you said.

"I'm starting to think we both might just be in it for the dick," Gemma said.

"Definitely," Sabrina agreed. "You know what? Let's just find the closest thing we can with a dildo and learn to use strap-ons really well. It would be like having John around all the time, with none of the hassles."