The OF Girl Ch. 151-160

"Fuck, John," she moaned. "This is so hot."

"I wish I could fuck you right now," you whispered to her, leaning down to speak into her ear and then kissing her neck the way she liked. She'd already been wet, but you could feel her start to almost drip and you slid a finger inside of her.

"You can, if you want," she panted in reply. "Right here on the dance floor."

"You would, wouldn't you?" you asked. "For me."

"Anything," she nodded.

"But you're all mine," you said. "And I don't want anyone else to think you're just some easy slut, because you're not. You're onlymy slut."

"Fuck, yes I am," she panted.

"Are you going to come?" you asked her.

She nodded.

"How soon?"

"Almost-"

"I love you, Sabrina," you whispered to her, fingering her at the back of the dance floor as the beat of the music pounded through your bodies.

She tensed, her hips jerking a couple of times, and you felt her release some of her juices onto your hand. Not a full squirt, but definitely a release. You pulled your fingers from her and let her dress fall back down over her ass, and you brought your hand up and slid it back under her dress to palm her tit with your girlcum-soaked hand, smearing it across her breast and nipples.

"John, I love you too," she said, turning in your arms and taking your face between her hands to bring your face down to hers to kiss you hard. It meant your hands had slipped from her chest, but you just held her as she kissed you. It wasn't the filthy making out you had been doing before. It was kissing.

She ended it, pulling away a bit and looking up at you with big eyes. "Take me home?" she asked.

"On one condition," you told her.

"Anything," she promised.

"Tonight, I'm making love to you," you said.

She kissed you again.

Chapter 158

For once, you and Sabrina didn't have sex on her couch while you were at her place. Of course, that didn't occur to you until much later.

Once you were back at her apartment, as soon as she kicked off her heels at the front door you scooped her up into your arms. She laughed and kissed you.

"I love holding you in my arms," you told her.

"I love being held," she told you and rested her head on your shoulder. "God, you make me feel safe."

You carried her into her room and set her down slowly on her bed. She went to start wiggling out of her dress, but you stopped her with a hand. "Hold on," you told her. "You look so fucking beautiful like this, I want to enjoy unwrapping you."

"Oh yeah?" she asked. "Am I your present?"

"Absolutely," you said, and leaned down over her to start kissing again. She began undoing the buttons on your shirt while you rubbed your hands up and down the outside of her thighs. Sabrina was laying on her back near the end of her bed, her heels propped on the bottom corner as you leaned down between her legs. Once she had your shirt completely open she ran her fingers across your torso, humming happily into your lips.

You broke away from her, kissing down to her neck and lavishing some attention on her erogenous spot there until she was squirming happily under you, and then you kissed lower. Down her collarbone, to her chest. She'd been teasing you passively all night with the way her dress scooped low between her little tits, and you kissed and licked your way in little circles around that bare area between her breasts until you were nuzzling the fabric of her dress aside.

"Mmmm, John baby," Sabrina moaned softly. She was running one hand through your hair and the other through her own. "That feels good."

You slowly, carefully, took one of the sides of her dress and lifted it over her nipple, baring it as you moved the fabric aside. It was hard and flushed from her arousal and you softly kissed it, then tongued it, then sucked it. Sabrina was breathing deeply, trying not to get distracted and enjoy the moment.

"I love your nipples," you whispered to her. "And your cute little areolas. And your perfect little tits. God, you're so fucking gorgeous, Sabrina."

She cooed a little and sighed happily as you gave the other side of her chest the same treatment, softly revealing her tit and loving on it. Then you started to move lower, but you didn't take off her dress. Instead, you kissed down the silky, shimmery fabric. Her torso looked sexy as hell with the fabric laying across it, thin enough that it outlined every curve and dimple. You pressed your cheek to her stomach, right near her belly button, and breathed with her for a long moment to get as in sync with her as you could, then moved on.

Slowly, you raised the skirt of her dress up her thighs until you revealed her pussy. It was pink and glistening, and you could tell she was absolutely turned on by this as much as she was when the two of you were rough and demanding. You gave her thigh a soft kiss, then looked up her body to meet her gaze. "I love you, Sabrina. I need you to know I mean that."

"I know," she said, sitting up so she could cup your face with her hands. "I love you too. And I know you love Gemma the same way."

"This isn't-"

"John, stop," she said and kissed you softly. "I'm not trying to derail this. I just- You need to say that to her. You need to tell her youlove her, like for real. Not your 'love you for now' bullshit."

"She knows," you said.

"She knows because you've talked about it, or she knows because you both have these feelings?" she asked you.

You couldn't answer her. Everything with Gemma was jumbled up.

"I'm sorry," she said, looking at the expression on your face. "I just don't want you to get hurt if you hide from it."

You didn't know what to say, so you kissed her. Once you pulled away, you sighed. "You know, you're making it pretty hard to make love to you," you said. "Now are you going to let me have my dessert and eat at least three orgasms out of you, or what?"

"Yes please, baby," she smiled softly.

You lowered her onto her back and leaned low between her legs. Now wasn't the time to think about Gemma, and to distract yourself you brought your lips to Sabrina's wonderful pussy and began a long, slow game of teasing.

Over the next half hour, you edged Sabrina hard. Not in the sense that usually took, demanding that she hold her orgasm or using little bits of pain and pleasure together the way she liked. Instead you were entirely sweet, and entirely giving. You just rode the waves of her pleasure and never tipped her over the edge.

Until she begged, at least.

"Please, baby," she gasped. Her ankles were drumming softly on your back, her legs thrown over your shoulders as her fingers wreathed in your hair, trying to hold you in place between her legs. "Please, let me come. I want to come for you."

"Tell me you love me," you said.

"I do. I love you so much, John. You're the best. The best lover. The best partner. The best boyfriend."

You tapped her clit with her tongue and wiggled the fingers that were in her pussy, brushing against her G spot, and she came with a massive exhalation of breath. She leaked juices but didn't squirt, and you happily licked at her around your fingers as she oozed.

Then you pushed right back to that edge, and as she came a second time she moaned, "I loooove you." She was wordless the third time, just panting and groaning as she came even harder. You had three fingers inside her at that point, and two from your other hand one knuckle deep in her bum.

As she came down from the orgasm she sat up, pulling your face to hers so she could kiss you again.

"Get your fingers out of me, please. It's my turn to worship you, baby," she said between kisses. "I'm going to make love to that magnificent cock."

Chapter 159

If you had spent a little over half an hour loving on Sabrina's pussy with your mouth and fingers, Sabrina seemed determined to give you the same and more. She had you lay down on the bed with just your shoulders and chest up on the pillows and started undressing you. Your shirt was already open but you hadn't taken off the rest of your clothes and she seemed to enjoy her unwrapping as much as you had with her - not that she was totally unwrapped since she was still actually wearing the dress. While you'd been eating her out it had been pushed up past her waist, but as she moved around and tugged off your clothes it fell back down, concealing her again.

Once you were naked, Sabrina got down on her hands and knees between your legs and crawled up your body to kiss you soft and sweet, then a little more insistently with tongue. And then she stole your move and started kissing down your body, trailing her lips down your neck and across your chest, even going so far as licking and sucking your nipples as she looked up at you with a spark in her eye and a giggle. Then she went lower, kissing down to your pelvis until she reached your erect cock.

She kissed the side of the shaft with just a peck, looking up and grinning as your gazes were locked. "You know you have the best cock, right?" she asked.

"That's all I am to you, aren't I?" You joked. "Just a piece of meat for you to devour."

"Don't," she said, shaking her head. "Don't even make jokes like that, OK?" She crawled back up your body and pressed herself to your side so that you were nose to nose. "I want to make a promise between the two of us."

"Anything," you said, meaning it.

"It's something my Aunt and Uncle did when they got married," Sabrina said. "They promised to never, ever joke about getting a divorce. It just wasn't allowed in their relationship thesaurus. I want to make a similar promise with you. I don't want us to ever joke about breaking up, I don't want us to ever joke about hating each other, and the only time I want you to call me a bitch is in the bedroom."

You listened to her and when she was done you nodded and hugged her to you. "I promise," you said quietly and kissed her on the cheek.

"I promise, too," she whispered. Then she pulled back. "Is there anything you don't want me to say or joke about?"

"I think you covered it for now," you said.

"But you need to tell me if that changes," Sabrina said with a serious expression.

"I will," you said and kissed her on the cheek again. "I do want to point out that the meat joke wasn't the things we just promised though."

"I know," she said. "I'd just already been thinking about my Aunt and Uncle earlier, and you joking about why I loved you made me think of it. Because I do love you for your cock, but not even close to just for your cock, or the sex. You know that right?"

"Of course I do," you said, rubbing her back. "Sabrina, you know I love you for way more than the sex, right?"

She smiled softly and then giggled. "Honestly, sometimes it's hard to tell since we do it so often."

"Do you want to take a break?" you asked. "From sex, not from each other. So we can spend more other-time together."

"Yes," Sabrina said, "But God, no. I don't want to stop any of this, I just want more."

"I do too," you said, holding her.

You held each other for a long moment, then Sabrina snaked her hand down your abdomen to take hold of your cock again, squeezing you lightly. "Now I really am going to worship your cock, baby. But it's not just about your cock. It's about you, OK?"

You kissed her softly, and she smiled and slithered back down your body and started by kissing you at the root.

An hour is a lot of blowjob, but somehow Sabrina made it feel like an instant and an eternity at the same time. She made love to your cock with her mouth and hands, giving and giving. About halfway through your popped for the first time, your toes clenching as Sabrina accepted your load into her mouth and swallowed it down only to quickly deepthroat your cock when you were done, gurgling and sucking and tonguing all at once. There wasn't even a chance for you to start getting soft.

She kept you hard and went right back to loving on your again. By the time she was done her makeup was cloudy around her eyes and her lipstick was practically nonexistent - it was like you'd facefucked her roughly, but instead it had happened slow and methodical.

Sabrina gasped as she finally released your cock from her mouth and sat up, breathing deeply and smiling messily at you. "Love you, baby," she said.

You got up onto your knees and pulled her to you, kissing her hard and then lowering her down onto her back on the bed, kissing her all the way down. "I love you too," you said. You lowered the dress off her shoulders, then slid it down her body and off so that she was as naked as you were, and climbed between her legs.

The two of you did say a word, your eyes doing the talking for you as she spread her legs and lifted one up to your shoulder. You got in position and rubbed the head of your cock across her clit and then down into place and easily slid into her. She gasped a little, you moaned softly. She reached for you, and you lowered yourself to kiss her again as you slid into her fully, feeling her body accepting you.

"I'm glad we did it this way," Sabrina said as you slowly started to thrust in and out. "It's like a decadent cake on my birthday."

You chuckled softly. "You know, for most people hard and kinky is the once-in-a-while treat."

She grinned and kissed you again. "That's just because other couples don't listen to each other properly. But you do, and I do. And Gemma does."

You made love to Sabrina. And then you did it again a little while later with her on top. And you fell asleep like that, still inside of her.

Chapter 160

"John, wake up!" Sabrina said, shaking you awake.

"Mmh, wha-?" you groaned, and then you realized you felt kind of cold and as you blinked your eyes awake you saw a naked Sabrina rushing around the room.

"We're going to be late for work," Sabrina said.

"Ah, fuck," you grunted and rolled to the side of the bed. Glancing at the clock, you did the quick math in your head and realized that not only was there no time to rush back to your place to get a change of clothes, but there also wasn't even time to hop in the shower.

The two of you got out the door, you dressed in your date clothes from the night before and Sabrina at least in a fresh set of work clothes, but her makeup looking a little more... trashy wasn't the right word, but she was definitely not her usual clean self. She hadn't had time to completely clean her face, so her eyes still had a bit of that smokiness around them.

The only reason the two of you didn't stink of sex was thanks to a wet washcloth and a spritz of her most gender-neutral perfume.

In the back of the Uber, which was the only way the two of you were going to get to work close to on time, Sabrina glanced over at you and smiled and reached down and took your hand. "Thanks," she said.

"For what?" you asked.

"Everything," she grinned, resting her head against the window and looking over at you.

"You two make a cute couple," the Uber driver, a lady whose ears were festooned with piercings, said from the front seat.

"Thank you," you said. "I like to think so, too."

"How did you two meet?" she asked, glancing back at us in the rearview mirror. "I love meet-cute stories, so please don't tell me you met on an app."

"Oh, definitely not an app," Sabrina grinned. "See, we're both working at the same internship, but we've been going to college together for three years now..."

Sabrina told most of the story, omitting the OnlyFans connection but not that she had encouraged your other co-worker to also pursue a relationship with me.

"God damn, here I thought I was getting a Hallmark Movie and instead I got Skinimax," the driver laughed. "So, what? Are the three of you in a poly relationship, or is this a two-on-one sister wives kind of thing?"

"Oh, definitely sister-wives," Sabrina laughed, rubbing your leg. "I love her, but I'm not in love with her, if you know what I mean."

"I don't, but I think I get it," the woman said. "What about you, handsome?"

"Oh, I'm definitely in love with them both," you said. "But I can't speak for what they feel for each other. It's still new, and pretty wild, all things considered. Kissing two gorgeous women in front of the other is honestly the weirdest part and not the sex. Like, a threesome is awesome but it's kind of this contained thing, but casually kissing my girlfriends hello? That makes it feel a lot more real."

Sabrina grinned and leaned over, kissing me.

"So what happens at the end of your internship?" the driver asked as she made a hard left on a yellow light, pulling us into downtown. "You said you two go to college together, but I'm guessing this other chick doesn't."

"We don't know yet," Sabrina said. "It's something we need to talk about."

"I plan on being with them both as long as they'll have me," you said. "And working to make that a reality."

"Really?" Sabrina asked. "I mean, I know we've talked about Gemma a bit, but..."

"It's been on my mind a lot," you admitted. "And it's a conversation she and I need to have, and then all three of us. It just feels really early to be having a 'what does the future look like' talk.'"

Sabrina grabbed your hand and squeezed it hard. "You can make it work."

"Fuck," the driver laughed. "Do you two want to try and be alittle less romantic feel-good comedy or what?"

"Sorry," Sabrina said with a quick laugh. "We're young and in love."

"Well, we're at your destination," the driver said. "You two can go off and live your Suits life."

"Thanks for the ride," Sabrina said, stepping out of her side of the car since she was next to the curb.

You went to follow her, but the driver cleared her throat so you stopped and looked to her. "Try not to fuck it up, Prince Charming," the woman smirked at you.

"Trying my best every day," you said.

She winked and laughed, and you exited the car shaking your head with a smile. The woman was driving away practically before you shut the door fully, and Sabrina was busy giving her a rating on her phone.

"She was nice," Sabrina said. "And helped me get a look into that noggin of yours."

"How's that?" you asked.

"That you're serious about making things work with Gemma," she said. "I knew you were, but now you've really said it."

"Is that OK with you?" you asked. "Part of me has been worried that you were OK with this because the three of us is temporary. Or that maybe she feels that way."

"Well, I can't talk for her, but I don't think love should be intended to be temporary," Sabrina said. "And I know what you and her are feeling isn't temporary. If it was I would've been a lot more frustrated that you were using the L-word."

"Lesbians?" you joked.

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "Yeah. Lesbians."

You pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head. "I love you, Sabrina."

"Love you too, baby," she said, hugging you back before stepping away and straightening out her clothes before brushing a hand over your stomach to flatten a wrinkle in your shirt. "OK. Last day of the week. Think we can survive it before we get an entire weekend to the three of us?"

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~Break.

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