The OF Girl Ch. 351-360

"Wait... he feels bad aboutthat?" Tasha asked, her jaw dropping a little in genuine surprise.

You had to blink a couple of times. "Tasha, he really likes you," you said. "I think it would take a pretty specific kind of guy tonot feel bad about the girl he's seeing getting a train run on her, whether you guys are open or unofficial or whatever."

"But it was his idea," Tasha said.

Again, you had to stop and blink rapidly. "I'm sorry. What?"

"It was his idea," Tasha repeated. "I mean, I've mentioned wanting to try a two-guy threesome a few times to test the waters. Ultimately I think it would be hot to do a three-guy foursome at some point before I settle down. But I haven't, like, been pushing it or anything. Then last weekend Mosche just asked me point blank if I wanted to get fucked a bunch, and kind of stammered through explaining that he thought there were probably enough guys around that I could have anyone I wanted. I thought he wasexcited by it, so we kind of set it up quickly and I- well, I got fucked a bunch. I won't deny that. It was almost too much, but I think that's the point. Honestly, I kind of figured the only reason you weren't there was because you were away for the weekend or he would have asked you, too."

"Wait, hold on," you said. "It was his idea?"

"Yes," she said. "His idea."

"Oh, fucking hell," you groaned. "Mooosche."

"He didn't tell you that?" she asked, brow furrowing as she got a little angry.

"Tasha, I'm going to say this with all honesty here," you said. "I don't think Mosche realizes that it was his idea. I'm not going to sugarcoat it anymore, because he's being a dumbfuck, but you mentioning the threesome thing has been in his head for a while now. I think he thinksyou wanted it, and something you said randomly that night made him think about it a bunch, and then he asked you if you wanted it because he'd convinced himself you did and he was trying to fulfil that for you."

"What... the fuck," Tasha said, slumping back onto the couch. "You've got to be fucking kidding me."

"He's extremely self-conscious," you said. "Even though he's self-deprecating. He knows how weird he is. He knows he doesn't have money, or physical looks, going for him. Hell, he even knows you're the better comic."

Tasha brought her knees up and hugged them, burying her face into her legs. "This is so fucked up."

"Yeah," you sighed.

Then you were a little surprised when Tasha looked up at you, tears in her eyes. "How could he?"

"Could he what?" you asked.

"Do that to me!?" she yelled. "He, I- I got a train run on me, John. Guy after guy, fucking me. And yeah, in the moment, it was kinda hot and definitely the wildest sex I've ever had. I'm not ashamed of my body, or being a woman who has sex. But I only did that forhim, because I thoughthe was enjoying it.He wanted it. I wasn't looking for that, but I was fine with it because he kept making these comments that made me wonder if he had a cuck fetish or something. He was always so turned on when he knew you'd seen parts of me naked. Now he has the fuckinggall to be a mopey little bitch because he's sad I did theexact thing he asked me to do?"

You just shook your head, eyes wide as Tasha broke down on the couch.

"Fucking asshole," she gasped, burying her face into her legs again.

"Fuck," you sighed.

"Will you?" she asked, raising her head to look at me. "Fuck me? I like you and Sabrina and Gemma. You guys are sort of open, right? Would they let you fuck me? I feel fucking dirty right now, and I need someone to remind me I'm not... I need someone to ground me right now, I think."

"Tasha," you said carefully. "I-We like you a lot. But I don't think... Look, we've talked about it before. Both of the girls like you, and other than being a little weirded out when we heard the Train story from Mosche, I think Sabrina and Gemma would be into it. But we can't do that if you're still seeing him - he's my roommate, and kind of my friend."

"So if I'm not seeing him, then it's on the table?" she asked.

"I think you're hurting right now," you said. "And you want to get back at him. But you need to remember that a lot of this is being caused by miscommunication. Before I'd agree to something like that, I need to know you two have had a real conversation even if it's just ending things like adults."

She gave you a pouty look, but nodded.

You took another breath and then fished out your phone. "I definitely don't want to leave you alone like this, though," you said. You made the call. "Gemma? Hey. So, I don't know what you were planning, but Tasha needs some friends right now."

Gemma spoke to you for a moment, and then you handed over the phone to Tasha. "She has some instructions for you," you said. "You're coming out with us tonight."

Chapter 358

Tasha left after a quiet, whispered conversation with Gemma on your phone that she walked away from you for. When she returned your phone she hugged you and kissed your cheek. "Thanks," she said. "I think- this is probably better. You were right."

"Sorry, could you say that again," you said, opening up a voice recorder app where she could see to tease her.

She laughed, kissed your cheek again and then left.

You shook your head once she was gone, letting out another long sigh and then heading into the kitchen to grab a drink of water. Mosche was... you cared for the guy enough to not want to hurt him or see him hurting. But he'd really fucking done it to himself. And maybe that wasn't fair if it was all coming from self-deprecation like you suspected, but if that was the case then he needed some fucking therapy or something. You didn't think that Tasha was lying either - this was exactly the kind of thing that you could imagine Mosche getting himself into even if you couldn't see it coming ahead of time.

Your phone started ringing as you were drinking the water and you saw it was Sabrina. "Hey," you said. "She's gone now."

"OK," she said. "What was that about? Gemma is here on speakerphone too."

You quickly related what you'd learned from Tasha, and after a long moment of silence Sabrina started giggling hard while Gemma let out a long, exasperated sigh.

"Well, you were right," Gemma said. "She definitely needs a night out without him or anyone else who might know about all of that."

"I hope I'm not ruining your plans, love," you said.

"No, you're not," she assured me. "It actually works out totally fine. Just make sure you dress up as fancy as you can for us."

"Do your hair like I showed you," Sabrina chipped in. "And, John?"

"Yes, baby?"

"Thanks for not fucking Tasha," she said.

"We talked about this," you said. "Of course I wouldn't do that."

"No, I know," Sabrina said. "I didn't mean behind our backs or anything. I meant not calling and asking if we were OK with it. We probably would have said yes, but it's just nice to know you think with your heart for people more than with your cock."

"It really is one of your most attractive qualities, love," Gemma said.

"Well, itis how this whole thing started," you said. "Wanting to talk to Sabrina instead of using her OnlyFans against her."

"Love you," Sabrina said, and you could hear the smile on her lips.

"Me too," Gemma added.

"Love you too," you said. "How much time do I have?"

You had about an hour, so you went to work getting yourself tidied up. A shit-shave-shower was in order, followed by doing your hair the way Sabrina had drilled into you along with the product she'd forced into your arms. You headed back to your room from the bathroom with a towel on your waist and Mosche still wasn't home, so when you got to the room you sent him a text.

'Hey buddy. Home is safe. Spoke to Tasha and she left.'

Then, since you knew they'd enjoy it, you took a naked mirror selfie for the girls. You still weren't exactly confident in your own nakedness but after all the casual nudity and sex and being an amateur, anonymous porn star... Well, it didn't bother you nearly as much as it might have at the start of the summer. Both of the girls loved it, and Gemma got your permission to send it on to Becks and Mallory. By the time you were doing the buttons on the cuffs of your dress shirt, you got back a couple of photos. Becks sent hers to you directly, a picture of her laying on a couch in her apartment, pulling the leg of her shorts aside to flash you her pussy as she bit her lip. Gemma forwarded the one from Mallory - she was at the bar she and her husband owned, and you could tell that she was in one of the booths in the back corner because you could see most of the rest of the place. She had pulled aside her blouse and popped one of her magnificent tits out of the bra, flashing her entire boob as she stuck her tongue out at the camera playfully.

Finding yourself quickly raising to the teasing, you took another picture of your mostly-hard cock and sent that off as well, along with your compliments.

You finished getting dressed, including a tie, with time to spare so you went and primped your hair a little bit in the washroom before coming back out to the living area to wait for the girls since they were going to 'pick you up.' You'd just turned on the TV when Mosche came in through the front door.

"Hey," he said. "Thanks for the heads up. I was out and felt really awkward coming back here knowing Tasha might be here."

"Dude, you gave her a key," you said.

"I know, I know," he sighed. "It felt right at the time..."

Part of you wanted to lay into the guy, but he seemed so out of sorts and upset at things that you didn't have the heart. You'd also already jumped into her relationship a lot today, and needed some time to just hope he and Tasha could get things sorted themselves before you had to give more feedback.

"Well, she left and she wants to talk to you at some point," you said. "I think she'll give you a bit of space first though, so don't wait too long."

"OK, OK," he sighed. Then he finally really looked at me. "What's with the suit?"

"Big date with the girls," you said. "I'm actually on my way out in about ten minutes."

"So no pizza and movies tonight?"

God, he looked like a little puppy. If you hadn't invited Tasha out, you would likely have felt like you should bring Mosche along. Though, to be fair, you were a lot more interested in seeing Tasha all dressed up than Mosche.

For science...

"Sorry, dude. Not tonight. And I probably won't be home until tomorrow."

"OK," he sighed. He hung his head a bit and headed back to his room.

You had to shake your head again and tried to clear your mind of his problems with some mindless TV before you got the text that the girls were pulling up outside the building. Shouting goodbye to Mosche, which got a muted response, you headed down.

Outside, a van was pulled up at the curb and both Gemma and Sabrina were just outside of it. Your jaw dropped when you saw them.

"Wow," you said.

Gemma was dressed up in that gorgeous deep red dress that Sabrina had bought her. You'd seen her in it before, but the ballgown was absolutely stunning and left her chest and shoulders completely bare. They'd also done her silvery-blonde hair in an intricate braid so her neck was bare and open as well, highlighting her delicious curves. Even her makeup matched her dress, with bright red lipstick and smokey red eyeshadow. She usually didn't wear a ton of eye makeup, so it changed her look a bit.

Sabrina was just as exquisitely dressed, wearing a gold dress that was almost toga-like in how the shimmery material draped up and around her neck while leaving a broad bare line down the centre of her chest to the thick gold belt that kept everything in place. Her hair was loose and hanging in a silky sheet, and she'd done her makeup with gold eyeshadow and lips.

You didn't notice it at first, but you realized as you walked over to them that they'd also taken a bit of each other in their makeup - Gemma had a gold shimmer of body glitter across her bare shoulders and a gold stripe in the centre of her bottom lip, while Sabrina had a red stripe in the centre of hers and a had done her nails in red as well.

"I'm speechless," you said as you stepped up to them. "Breathless. I might die right here on the sidewalk."

"Well that wouldn't do at all," Gemma said with a smirk, taking your hand and softly giving you a little kiss. Nothing to mess up her makeup or leave it on you. Sabrina did the same, her heels raising her taller than she usually was as she kissed you in the same way.

"So where are we going?" you asked.

"It's still a surprise," Sabrina grinned.

"But you know?"

"Nope!" Sabrina said, then grinned at Gemma. "But I'm excited."

"Well get into the Uber then," Gemma admonished. "We still need to go pick up Tasha."

Chapter 359

"I love the necklace," you said, reaching forward from the back seat of the Uber van and running your fingers over the back of Gemma's neck and the clasp of the red and faux gold costume piece. If it had been real, the thing would have probably been worth tens of thousands of dollars. "You were keeping it at Sabrina's?"

"I bought it to go with the dress when Gemma decided to keep it at my place?" Sabrina chuckled, sitting beside Gemma in the middle seats. She was turned slightly to look at you and your blonde girlfriend. "Just a little surprise. And it looks great with your cleavage, baby."

Gemma laughed and shook her head, then leaned over and kissed Sabrina with a light touch, both of them still being careful not to mess up their makeup. "Now I need to find something to surprise you with," she said.

The driver pulled up in front of Tasha's building, and this time you were the only one to get out so that you could stretch your legs from being cramped in the back seat. Gemma had already texted Tasha you were on your way, so it didn't take long for her to come out the front door. She had dressed up as well, though you could tell she'd had less time than your girlfriends. Her hair was pulled back into an updo and her dress was a pretty silver number that shimmered like Sabrina's, but was a more traditional cut and hugged her curves. Her cleavage was doing a shelf act, bulging slightly, and she smiled warmly as you offered her a hand down the steps of her building and led her to the car.

"You look beautiful, Tash," you said.

"Thanks, handsome," she grinned. "You clean up pretty well yourself."

You opened the front door for her to sit there rather than climbing into the back seat with a dress on, then got yourself situated in the back again, suffering a slap on the ass from Gemma as you moved past her.

"So, anyone going to tell me where we're going?" Tasha asked from up front.

"It's Gemma's surprise," Sabrina said.

"Any more additional stops?" asked the driver, who seemed like he couldn't care less about what you were doing in his van. It wasn't late enough for you to be drunk, so he was probably happy to drive around the city all night racking up cash.

"That was the last one," Gemma said. "Just head to the final destination."

The girls chatted lightly, Tasha checking out Sabrina and Gemma's dresses from the front seat. They talked dresses and makeup, and you were left to your own devices so you just smiled and looked out the windows while you sat behind Gemma and Sabrina and softly caressed their necks with the tips of your fingers. Gemma wasn't bothered by it, but you soon got to Sabrina as you tickled her 'spot' with a feather touch. She glanced back at you with a recriminating glare that couldn't really hide that you'd already gotten her horny.

When the van slowed and then made a hard right into a parking lot, you frowned as you looked out at your destination.

"McDonald's?" you asked.

"Not just any McDonald's," Gemma smirked.

The four of you piled out of the van, you first so that you could offer each of them a hand out. You quickly realizedwhy this wasn't just 'any' McDonald's, as through the big windows you could see almost a dozen other people dressed up to the nines already inside.

"What is going on?" Tasha asked, following your gaze and looking as confused as you.

"Welcome to McDonald's Prom," Gemma said. "It's a tradition that my social group back home does every once in a while when we're all bored. We get all dressed up and go to a fast food place. We started doing it after we all ended up at a McDonald's following our high school junior prom."

"But how did you get a bunch of people here?" Sabrina asked.

"Becca and Charlotte," Gemma said. "I called them and told them my idea, and they thought it sounded fun and started contacting their friends. The more people, the better it is. I called into this McDonald's since it was the one with the best reviews in the city - it's in a decent neighbourhood and is supposed to be very clean and was recently renovated. I warned them we'd be coming with a bunch of people, and they said they'd rope off a section for us."

"It's a fantastic idea," you said, hugging Gemma from behind and kissing her cheek.

"Just one heads up," Gemma said. "Becca and Charlotte have a lot of queer friends, so this is probably going to be a pretty flamboyant affair."

"All the better," Sabrina said. "Who wants to dress up and not get alittle flamboyant?"

Gemma led you in, though you opened the door for the three women, and Tasha stopped momentarily to kiss you on the cheek and whisper her thanks for suggesting she come out. She was already feeling better.

Inside, the McDonald's was a wild array of a few families looking out of place, just there for a quick meal with their kids, a couple of blue-collar guys in their work overalls either finishing up a late shift or about to start an overnight one, and a little over a dozen adults dressed up like they were going to a gala dinner. The four of you were practically assaulted by the laughing and the greetings as you were swept into the party. Gemma was already being celebrated as the mastermind, but introductions happened in a flurry as Charlotte and Becca took charge. Both of the women pulled each of you into hugs, including Tasha, and Becca kissed you full on the mouth before winking at you. She was wearing the same dress she'd been wearing when she flashed you in the hallway of their building, and you almost expected her to do it here again with the look in her eyes. She didn't though, and soon you had ordered meals for each of the women you'd come with along with one for yourself.

'Party' might have been pushing it - there wasn't music playing, and no alcohol. A 'social' might have been a better word for it. You ended up in a conversation with a couple of gay friends of Charlotte's, one of whom was a cop and the other was a clerk at City Hall. They were together and the clerk was done up in full drag makeup and was wearing what might have been the most colourful suit you'd ever seen with its rainbow patterning. Meanwhile, Tasha and Gemma were in a laugh-filled conversation with Charlotte and two of her friends, while Becca, Sabrina and two other suited men were talking in a far corner booth.

Sabrina caught you glancing at her and smiled, giving you a wink. You could tell she was really happy, and that's exactly what you'd wanted for her.

Chapter 360

McDonald's Prom was a hit, especially for an impromptu Saturday night party. You ended up hanging out for almost three hours in the McDonald's and bought Gemma, Sabrina and Tasha a round of sundaes to round out the night as folks started leaving. Becca and Charlotte were the last of the people outside of your group to call it a night, inviting the four of you dancing, but Sabrina and Gemma were too fancily dressed to feel comfortable at a club. Tasha checked in with your three then took the ladies up on the invitation, leaving the three of you with hugs and kisses on your cheeks.