The OF Girl Ch. 051-060

"Fuck, yes, John," Sabrina gasped, speeding up her humping. "Yes, just like that."

"What's he doing?" Gemma asked.

"He's sucking my nipples," Sabrina said. "He's doing it just- Ungh - just the way I want a guy to. Maybe even harder? Yes, yes! Like that. And pinch the other one - yes! Fuck, Gemma, do you like your nipples played with hard like this?"

"My tits are pretty sensitive," Gemma said. "I like it soft, and lots of teasing. But I like it hard near the end. My ex would always forget about my tits when he was close to coming, but that was when I wanted him to really grab them and pinch my nipples hard."

"John will do that," Sabrina panted. "God, John, you read me so well. You'll do that for Gemma too, right?"

"Best I can," you said, releasing her nipple from your lip and raising your mouth to her neck, kissing the base, then up the side and right to the spot under her jaw.

"Oh, John," Sabrina squeaked, then she tensed as she came. She didn't even sit down, she paused mid-bounce, your cock only about a third in her as her body stopped working and she clung to you, shuddering lightly. "Huuuuuunguh!" she finally exhaled, and her body loosened and she sat down full on your cock again.

"That looked like a good one," Gemma said. You finally got another look at her, and she'd sat down on the coffee table, legs wide and one hand still in her panties as the other braced behind her, keeping her up. Her blonde hair was tied back into a ponytail now, and her chest was flushed.

"It was," Sabrina groaned in your arms. She lifted her face and kissed you. "How the fuck did you do that?"

"You told me that was your spot," you said and kissed her there again. She closed her eyes and breathed in as you did it.

"I forgot I said that," she said. "I don't usually tell a guy that."

"Well, now I know for sure," you said. "And you get to benefit. Anything else you want to tell me?"

"If you tickle my left foot while I'm cumming, I'll go multiorgasmic," she said.

"Really?" you asked.

"I dunno, try and we'll find out," she smirked.

You shook your head with a rye smile and looked over her shoulder at Gemma. "Well, Miss Director? Anything you want to see?"

"Doggy," Gemma said. "Sabrina, you get on the floor and rest your arms and head on the couch and spread those legs for our man."

"Yes, ma'am," Sabrina said, stepping off of you and your cock bobbing wet in the air. "Spreading legs, ma'am."

You laughed and stood up as well, and Sabrina took up the position. She looked back at you over her shoulder as she braced her knees wide and then humped her bare ass up and down a few times.

"Are you asking for a spanking?" you asked her.

"I'm trying to be a good girl, but getting punished is fun too," she said.

"How many should I give her?" you asked Gemma.

"Five for now," Gemma grinned.

"That's it?" Sabrina asked.

"Fine, each cheek," Gemma giggled.

"Yes, thank you!" Sabrina said, then faced forward.

"You two do realize how off the wall this is, right?" you asked, making them both laugh.

"Yes, but it's fun," Sabrina said.

"And really hot," Gemma said.

You just shrugged, not about to question things further, and knelt on the floor behind Sabrina. The first spanking landed lightly, and even though her butt jiggled and then flexed as she clenched in surprise, Sabrina looked back over her shoulder at you. "Do it for real," she said.

"What do you say?" you asked.

"Please spank me fucking hard, man who owns my holes," Sabrina said.

"Better," you said, and spanked down on her other cheek harder than the last one. Sabrina gasped and jumped a little, but then preened and stuck her butt out further. You followed up with another one, coming up at her cheeks this time. Over and over you spanked her, her fair skin turning bright pink, until you'd sent one last clap through the room with the tenth spanking.

"Feel this," you said while turning to Gemma and hovering your hand over Sabrina's butt without touching.

Gemma came forward and hovered her hand as well. "Shit, it's warm," she laughed. "Sabrina, your ass is literally giving off heat right now."

"Stings so good," Sabrina mumbled, and then sniffed hard as you palmed both of her pink cheeks and lightly massaged them. "Daddy, please fuck me again?"

"Jesus, she either doesn't learn, or it's an actual thing with her," Gemma said, sitting back down on the coffee table.

"Fuck, I- I swear I don't have a daddy fetish," Sabrina said, looking over her shoulder at both of you. "I just started and now I can't stop. I need something else to call you, John."

"We'll workshop it," Gemma chuckled.

"I'll forgive you this time," you said, lining up behind Sabrina and pressing your cock back into her slowly.

"Thhaaaaank yooou," she moaned.

Chapter 58

"God, Sabrina," you groaned. "Your pussy grips me so fucking well."

You were sliding into her deep and firm, but slowly. Working your cock through her tight cunt was a pleasure as you held her pert little ass cheeks and she was stretched out in front of you. Her skinny torso was arched nicely, pushing her ass back at you, and her dark brunette hair was loosely tousled around her shoulders as she pressed her head down onto her arms on the couch cushion.

"Oh, fuck, look at that," Gemma said, standing next to you and looking down at your cock slow-fucking Sabrina. "Damn, girl. Your pussy looks so fucking sexy. Every time he pulls out, it clings on and doesn't want to let go."

You pulled out fully, watching as your head came back out of Sabrina's pussy lips and the hole winked at you for a moment before you pushed back in.

"And I love that sound," Gemma continued. "You make the cutest little 'Uh's every fucking breath. You're just a little sex pet."

"Just wait until he's fucking you," Sabrina countered, not looking back. "Slow-stroking you as he stretches your Aussie pussy. You'll be moaning every time too, bitch."

"I hope so," Gemma breathed out. She was still fingering herself behind her panties. She put her other hand on your shoulder. "Fuck her harder."

So you did, speeding up your strokes.

"Fuck! Yes, baby, fuck," Sabrina groaned. "Take that pussy. Pound it."

You shifted your grip from her ass to higher up on her waist, feeling her ribs as you pulled her back against you. Everyone once in a while you would stop thrusting, shoving in as far as you could and pulling her back on you. She would groan pleasantly, and squeeze you.

Soon your fucking was picking up more speed, the slapping of your thighs against her but growing louder.

"God, you're a noisy bitch," Gemma laughed as Sabrina started moaning louder.

"I don't care," Sabrina crooned. "So fucking good."

"Maybe next time we'll need a ball gag or something," you joked.

"Or we use her panties. I'd do it now, but she wasn't wearing them," Gemma said.

"Fuuuck no, not panties," Sabrina groaned. "That's so gross."

"What if I gave you a choice," you asked, still fucking her. "Panties or socks?"

"Oh, god," Sabrina laughed. "Panties, then."

"What about a toy, though?" Gemma asked. "Would you like a little rubber ball gag to scream into?"

Sabrina nodded, not wanting to answer verbally.

Gemma leaned close and gave you a suggestion, and you took it.

Shifting your stance, you got off your knees and squatted behind Sabrina, leaning down over her and finding just a touch more depth to your thrusts. She immediately started gasping and looked back at you with surprised eyes. The stance was hard fucking work for you, and you were already starting to feel a burn in your legs, but you were able to fuck her so hard and deep you didn't want to stop.

"Take me," Sabrina said. "Take me like your bitch. Fucking fuck- fuck!" Sabrina said.

"Talk about losing brain cells," Gemma chuckled.

"At least I'm smart enough not to waste timenot getting fucked," Sabrina shot back.

"Haven't you two known each other for several years?" Gemma retorted.

"Never talked until this summer," Sabrina grunted. "You could have gotten this last night."

"Alright, that's enough," you said. You'd been bracing your hands on either side of Sabrina on the couch seat, but now you reached down and put a hand around her neck. "Shut your mouth and don't fucking cum until I say you can."

Sabrina whimpered and nodded, the feel of your fingers on her throat a power trip for you.

You applied pressure and kept fucking her hard and deep. Sabrina's body tensed, but she fucked back at you even harder than she had been. You eased off the pressure, and felt her throat work, sucking in air, and then applied it again.

"Fuck," you grunted as you pulled back too far and your cock slipped out of Sabrina's hot depths and stabbed down across her lips instead.

"I got it," Gemma said. "Don't stop choking your little bitch."

Sabrina growled and whined wordlessly in her chest.

Gemma grabbed your cock and positioned it, her hand so different from a cunt but in a delightful way. "There, go," she said.

You pushed, feeling the pressure of penetration, but Sabrina tensed under you again and you very quickly realized you were feeling something different. Letting go of Sabrina's throat, you shifted and looked down to see that your cock head was inside Sabrina's asshole.

"Awwwe, fuuuuck," Sabrina moaned, quivering beneath you.

"Gemma!" you said. "What the fuck?"

"Oops, wrong hole," she giggled.

"You can keep going if you want, Daddy," Sabrina moaned pornographically.

You hesitated, sorely tempted to plunder her ass. "No," you decided, pulling back out and watching her asshole quickly close. "When we do that, we're doing it right. Gemma, that wasn't cool."

She pouted and looked like she wanted to argue, then looked away for a moment. "I know. She just... got to me with the waiting comment. Sorry, Sabrina."

"Just get him back in the right hole!" Sabrina said, wagging her ass. "I was getting so close."

"Get a wet cloth or something," you told Gemma.

"I don't care, just fuck me!" Sabrina said.

"Hey," you said and spanked her hard enough to leave a new pink handprint that slowly began to fade. "If this ismy pussy now, I don't want it getting sick or infected."

That made Sabrina hesitate her bum-wagging, and as Gemma silently went to the kitchenette she sat up and turned on her knees, turning to press her body against you. "Thank you," she said and kissed you tenderly. "It would probably be fine, but thank you."

"Life isn't porn," you said quietly, holding her. "And I don't want to have to take weeks away from fucking you just because we didn't clean up after ourselves and you're on antibiotics. Or worse."

She hugged you, arms around your neck, resting her cheek on your chest.

Gemma came back with a wet cloth, and Sabrina shifted aside to give her room to clean you while Sabrina kept hugging you. Once you were wiped down, Gemma took a breath and nodded. "I am sorry about that, Sabrina. And to you, John. That wasn't OK."

"It's already forgotten," Sabrina said. "At least until you're fully participating like this, then I'll get you back." She winked.

"Oh, God," Gemma said, rolling her eyes.

You noticed she didn't deny that this would happen again.

Chapter 59

"What now?" Sabrina asked.

"You still want my suggestions?" Gemma asked, surprised.

"It's hot not being in control," Sabrina said. "And fuck, you talking about what John is doing to me?That is toe-curling."

"I'm good with it if she is," you said.

"Let's go back to doggy," Gemma said. "But this time, face down on the floor and your ass up in the air."

Sabrina grinned and slid down from you, rolling into position. "Like this?"

"Peel those cheeks open," Gemma ordered, and Sabrina obliged, showing off her flushed and wet pussy and puckered little asshole. "Look at her," Gemma said quietly. "Just offering you her most private parts. Her intimate bits. But for you they don't need nice names like that, because she's given them to you. Isn't that right, Sabrina? For John they are just your fuckholes."

"Yes," Sabrina said, getting back into it. "My fuckholes."

You positioned yourself behind Sabrina and nudged your cock back between her pussy lips. "Is that right? These are my holes to fuck as I want?"

"Yesss, they are," Sabrina hissed as you nudged your cock against her clit.

"Any time I want?" you asked.

She nodded and tried to push her ass back to gain penetration, but you dodged her, keeping just in contact skin to skin.

"What about in the office?" you asked. "The rules say no."

"We should definitely follow the rules," Sabrina sighed. "But if you order me to, I'll break them."

Gemma fake gasped as if she was shocked. "Sabrina, are you really that much of a whore that you would fuck John in the office, where anyone could walk in and see you?"

You could hear Sabrina's smirk even though you couldn't see it. "Whores, escorts and prostitutes fuck for money. I'm John's slut. His three-hole, any day, any time slut."

Hearing her say that sent shivers down your spine. Was it real? Or was this the game? Making the sex steamier?

"That's a pretty big claim, especially considering he's going to have a girlfriend," Gemma said. "What if he ordered you to give him a blowjob right under the conference room table?"

"I'd do it," Sabrina said. You were poking into her pussy now, just nudging in and slipping out, not putting in the head the whole way.

"What if he ordered you to eat me out?" Gemma asked.

"I'd lick you so hard you came all over my face, and then I'd take a picture for him," Sabrina said.

"You're a horny little bitch," Gemma said.

"Yes I am," Sabrina agreed. "Now can Iplease have that cock again, Daddy?"

This time you knew she'd said it on purpose, and you rewarded/punished her by giving her a double-spanking on both cheeks, then thrusting inside of her.

"Bounce back on me," you ordered, and she did.

"Look at that slut," Gemma said. She was standing right behind you, watching as Sabrina slammed her hips back and you stayed still. You leaned your head back and rested it against Gemma's abdomen, right below her tits, and she hugged you lightly around the chest.

Soon you wanted a change of position, so you took charge and pulled out of Sabrina. "Come on," you said, lifting her to standing. She followed eagerly, and you took her to her little kitchen table and bent her over it so she was pressed flat against the stop. She reached across, extending her body to grab the opposite side of the table, while you penetrated her again and then lifted one of her legs up onto the table as well so that she was only braced on the floor by one foot. This gave you a lot of depth to your thrusting, and soon the two of you were back up to pace, thrusting hard at each other as your balls tapped against her clit.

Gemma took a chair and sat across from you, looking Sabrina in the eye as she brought her heels up on the edge of her chair, spreading her legs as she fingered her pussy behind her black panties. "Sabrina, you're so beautiful," Gemma muttered. "Fuck, and the expression you make when he's fucking you..."

"Are you kidding?" Sabrina gasped. "I'm nothing compared to you. And your tits, and ass?"

"I swear to the devil himself, if either of you ever tries to say either of you aren't fucking beautiful, I will literally tie you up and make love to wherever part of you that you think you don't like until it's your favourite thing ever," you said.

"What if I don't like my armpits?" Gemma asked.

"I'll kiss them, lick them, and fuck them every day until you admit that they are as sexy as the rest of you," you said.

"What about my nose?" Sabrina asked.

"I'll spend hours just kissing it, and nuzzling my nose against it, and giving it beautiful things to smell," you said.

"I thought you were going to say you'd fill it up with cum just to prove your point," Sabrina laughed.

"I don't think that would prove anything," you said. Then you pushed down on Sabrina's lower back, pinning her in place, and lifted her other leg up on the table so that she was sitting in a sort of frog position, just her ass and pussy hanging over the edge.

"Ho-ly fuckamoly," Sabrina hiccuped, eyes wide as you pushed as deep into her as you could.

"I've never even seen that position before," Gemma said.

"Just came up with it," you grunted.

"Keep fucking me like that," Sabrina moaned. "Just keep- going- like that..."

"Are you about to come, slut?" Gemma asked her. The Australian girl was leaning forward in her chair now, watching Sabrina's face closely as she also fingered herself hard enough that her bra-clad tits were shaking.

"Yesss, so close," Sabrina hissed.

"Remember, Daddy said you're not allowed to come until he says so," Gemma said.

"Oh, fuck, oh, God," Sabrina gasped. She looked back over her shoulder at you, pleading. "Da- John! John, please let me come. I want to be a good girl. The best girl for you. Please let me come, please!"

You leaned down over her pressing your chest down against her bare back and pushing her against the table as you continued humping into her. "Not yet," you grunted.

"John, please, I don't know how long I can hold it," she whimpered.

"Don't you fucking do it yet," you growled. She nodded and squeezed her eyes shut, focusing. You reached forward and took her hands, pulling them from the table edge she'd been holding and wrapping your fingers between hers from above. She squeezed tightly.

"That big fucking cock stretching you out," Gemma gasped, watching you both. She had one foot up on the table now, and you wouldn't be surprised if she had two or even three fingers inside herself behind those panties. "Fucking your little bratty cunt. Can you hold out and make him happy? Or is it too much? Is his big fucking cock too much for you?"

"I can't-" Sabrina gasped. "John, please?"

"Where am I going to come?" you asked.

"Inside me," Sabrina gasped.

"I was going to say her face again, but that's fucking hot," Gemma said.

"Really?" you asked, whispering into her ear.

She nodded jerkily. "My ex and I never fucked without a condom," she gasped. "You're the first guy to fuck me raw, and I want to feel it all."

"Are you protected?" Gemma asked sternly, though she didn't stop frigging herself.

"Yes, pill," Sabrina gasped. You could feel her tensing beneath you, her legs quivering. Her juices were leaking down your balls and legs.

"Do it," Gemma said. "Cum inside her. Give her her first creampie."

"Fuck!" you shouted, and you pressed your chest down harder against her, still thrusting. You could feel the orgasm building like lava in your balls, bursting to get out.

"John, please may I come?" Sabrina asked. "I- I can't-"

"Come," you said.

Chapter 60

Sabrina came.

She came hard.

"NNggaaah!" she screamed, and you were dead certain every neighbour she had probably heard it. Her pussy clamped down and she squirted, her ass thrusting back up at you as you pounded down into her cunt. Her warm juices splashed against your balls as they pulled up into you and you thrust as deep into her as you could and unloaded.

"Fuuuck yes!" You shouted yourself, maybe not as loud as her but with just as much feeling. You came, feeling your cum rocket out of you and quickly filling her tight cunt. Marking her as yours. The first to fuck her raw, the first to come inside her.

The only.

You didn't have time to consider that primal desire.

Prying your fingers from hers, you reached with one hand and palmed Sabrina throat, choking her again with light pressure. With your other hand, you reached down and tickled her left foot.

The sound of Sabrina sucking in breath roughly despite your choking was almost scary, but the feeling when her orgasming pussy flexed and writhed felt like she was trying to suck you, and all the cum you were pumping inside of her, into some black hole.