The OF Girl Ch. 061-070

Then, at lunch, Erica and Andy made it clear they were expecting you to follow through on your promise from yesterday and they took a long lunch. That freed you and the girls up to talk, shutting the intern conference room door, but you still kept it fairly light. The feeling that you were doing something illicit was a little fun, but the risks if someone overheard you were too large to get any of you to broach a more risque topic.

Plus, it would have been against the rules, right?

At about forty-five minutes into the long-lunch coverage, you couldn't handle it anymore and you took out your phone and started a group text.

You: You two are killing me.

Gemma: Are you as horny as I am?

Sabrina: Yes! Fuck, I could grind on the edge of this table and go off.

You: Not helping!

It was strange because the three of you didn't stop your conversation in the room. Sabrina was talking about this anime show her sister watched, and Gemma was trying to figure out which one it was.

Gemma: Do you need to go relieve yourself?

Sabrina: Our code is 'satisfy' himself. I'll explain later.

You: I can't do that here in the office.

Sabrina: Garrisson is out for the rest of the day, and Wexler is still out on vacation. Go use the washroom near their offices.

You: Really?

Gemma: Do it. But send us a pic.

You looked up from your phone at the two of them. Gemma was flushed and nodded quietly. Sabrina wiggled her eyebrows for a moment and touched the tip of her tongue to her upper lip.

"I'll... be back," you said, slowly standing.

"See you soon," Gemma said.

"Have fun," Sabrina snickered.

"You two might be the death of me," you sighed, and stepped out of the conference room to the sound of their soft laughter.

Walking down the hallways of the office, you saw that most of the associates, and all of the partners, were still out to lunch, so you felt a little safer ducking into the washroom and locking the door behind you.

"Fuck," you muttered to yourself, unzipping and pulling your hard cock out of your pants. You'd only been half-hard before the group text started, but the girls encouraging you to come jerk off together had pushed you to full strength.

Closing your eyes, you started to stroke, but then you remembered that you didn't need to just imagine things. Soon you were looking at the pics that Gemma had sent you - particularly the one with her fingers covered in her juices, and her bare breasts. Then you swapped to the latest post of Sabrina's OnlyFans, with her next to your dick, and her lips covered in your cum.

It didn't take long for you to get close, and you swapped to camera mode on your phone and quickly snapped a picture of your cock, super hard and swollen, and sent it to the group chat.

Gemma: Fuck yes, babe. So hot.

Sabrina didn't respond, at least not with words. Another picture came back to you. It was a little dark, but you assumed that was because she took it quickly. It was an upskirt shot of Sabrina, sitting at the conference table, and she didn't have panties on under her skirt. It wasn't exactly the hottest shot and was a little blurry. You could have found any number of better ones on her OnlyFans, but you grabbed your cock again and started pumping hard knowing she had taken that just for you, and in a risky spot.

Gemma: Sabrina!

Sabrina: Shotgun bathroom time next. I'm so fucking wet right now.

You came, pointing down into the toilet and wishing that you had Sabrina in front of you right now. Or Gemma - your first time being in the office bathroom would be filthy hot, your orgasming-brain thought perversely. Later, your regular brain would decide that was kind of gross and definitely wouldn't be the way you wanted it, but in the moment the imagined vision of coming all over Gemma's tits and face in the bathroom curled your toes.

When you were done you were panting lightly and took your time to clean yourself up, wash your hands and also your face. You shook your head at yourself in the mirror.We really shouldn't do that again, you thought to yourself. It was way too risky.

You returned to the conference room and found that Andy and Eric had returned from their long lunch. Almost as soon as you sat down, Sabrina shot to her feet and left. She was gone for about fifteen minutes, and you would later find out she had recorded fingering herself in the same washroom you had used, hiking up her skirt and sitting on the toilet to do it. The lighting was weird though, so she only showed it to you once and then deleted it.

Then, about ten minutes after she came back, Gemma left. The Aussie came back about ten minutes later with a cup of water, trying to hide her satisfied smile behind it.

You: Hope you two had fun.

Sabrina: Not as much as I would like, but enough.

Gemma: I'm good. For now.

You could only shake your head and suppress your grin, repeating 'Rule 6' to yourself over and over.

Chapter 65

After work, you and Gemma only had a chance to exchange smiles and your regular goodbyes, trying not to raise suspicion. Via text, you sent her a more flowery goodbye and told her you were excited for your date tomorrow. In the group chat, she told Sabrina not to wear you out too much.

You rode the bus with Sabrina back to her place, still chatting like a normal - well, maybe it was more like a normal couple than normal co-workers. You managed to both get seats, and she held your hand in both of hers in her lap as you talked about work and school. She told you a bit more about her twin sister, and her younger sister. You told her about your friends from high school.

At her stop, you both got off the bus and she slipped her arm around yours again. No longer around co-workers or crowded into a bus, you couldn't keep it in anymore. "Sabrina, just so you know, before we get any work done I'm going to need to fuck," you said. "That upskirt has been burned into my brain all afternoon."

She broke into a smirky smile, her eyes twinkling as she looked up at you. "You liked that one, huh?"

"I liked that it was just for me," you said.

"Wait," she said, stopping your walking. "John, this is important. Are you saying that you don't like me doing OnlyFans?"

You paused and looked into her eyes, long enough for her to know you absorbed her question but not so long that you were struggling with it. "No, that's not what I'm saying. That is your decision, and I'm not going to try and sway you either way because we're Friends first, and friends support friends. I just meant that getting something special, just for me,felt more special."

She cocked her head, really looking at you, and then nodded. "OK. Good answer," she said, and you both started walking again. "And first thing's first, you're going to fuck me until I squirt again, and we're putting towels down this time. You did a decent job of cleaning up - thanks for that by the way - but I still had to flip over the couch cushions this morning."

That made you laugh, and also made you hard.

Up on her floor, you had just slid your hand down and palmed Sabrina's butt through her skirt as you walked to her door when her next-door neighbour came out into the hall. The woman was Latina, maybe around thirty, and was pretty but obviously tired. She took one look at your and Sabrina and sighed. "Dios mio, again?"

"Hey, Alita," Sabrina said. "I, uh... sorry about yesterday?"

"Girl, I mean yeah, get yours," Alita said. "But have you ever heard of a ball gag?"

That made you snicker, and Sabrina elbowed you in the side. "I really am sorry, Alita. It was rude of me."

"It's nothing," the Latina woman waved her off. Then she eyed you up and down. "This the guy?"

"I'm the guy," you said with a bit of a smirk.

"Hmmm," she hummed, still checking you out. "Not bad, girl."

"Oh, way better than not bad," Sabrina grinned. "Way, way better."

"Don't you tempt me," Alita said. "My boyfriend still has a year and a half on his bit, stupid fucker."

"Well, he books way in advance, and to get an appointment you have to be accepted by the CTA," Sabrina said.

"What?" Alita asked, and you were as confused as she was.

"His girlfriend is my girl, and you need to get us both to give permission to play with him," Sabrina grinned. "I'm calling us the Cock Takers Association. Kinda like a Home Owners Association, but way more fun."

This made you facepalm, and Alita snorted her laughter. "You know, everyone thought us millennials were going to fuck up the world," she said. "But you Gen Z kids are freaks."

"Freaks who have a lot of fun," Sabrina grinned.

"Nice to meet you, and for what it's worth I'm sorry for yesterday too," you said, pushing Sabrina towards her door.

Alita just sighed and locked her apartment door. "I'm out for like two hours, any chance you'll be done by then?"

"Probably," Sabrina said. "At least the loud stuff."

Alita shook her head and laughed, walking towards the elevators while Sabrina got her door open and pulled you inside.

"Really?" you asked her once the door was shut.

"What?" she asked, slipping off her shoes.

"I'm not having sex with your random neighbours," you said, following suit and kicking off your dress shoes. "Not that she isn't pretty or anything, but I'm focused on Gemma. And you."

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Alita could use the dicking from what I can tell. We've chatted a few times. But I know, and I'm not about to go pimping you out. However, threesomes for content were discussed by Gemma and I. If we both say yes, are you against that?"

"Well, I guess no," you said.

"Yeah, you guess no," Sabrina smirked. She took your hand and led you towards her bedroom. "Most likely it will be another model, but Alita lives alone, has to put money in her boyfriend's account at the prison, and is helping her younger brother go to trade school. If I offered, she might actually jump at the cash to film with us."

You had reached her bed, and you kissed Sabrina briefly and then turned her around so she was facing it and away from you. Then you reached down and started lifting her skirt up her pale, skinny thighs. "Well, what's her boyfriend in prison for? If this guy is going to come hunt me down, I'm not interested."

"Tax fraud," Sabrina assured you, leaning forward as you lifted the skirt over her ass and up to her waist, presenting her bare butt to you. "I wouldn't put you into a dangerous situation."

"OK," you said, and palmed her ass cheeks and spread them, running a finger up her wet pussy lips and quickly teasing her asshole, making her shiver. "I trust you."

"And that's why I lo-ike you so much," she said. Maybe it was just you sliding a finger inside her pussy, maybe it was something else.

You unzipped, and she helpfully climbed up so her knees were on the bed, giving you a better angle. "Ready?" you asked.

"Since you came all over my face this morning," Sabrina said, and reached between her legs to find your cock and pull you into position. "Now fuck me hard until I have to bury my face in sheets to stop bothering the other neighbours."

Chapter 66

It was kind of funny. You both knew this first fuck of the day - well, of the afternoon - was really more of a warmup than anything else.

So you fucked.

"God, that's good," Sabrina groaned as you sheathed yourself inside her. It had only taken two thrusts to be balls deep, she was so wet and ready for you. "Unh, I can feel you stretching me back out again. I wonder how long it'll take for me to just adapt to your cock?"

"I hope that never happens," you laughed, even though the idea of fucking Sabrina so much and often that her body literally moulded itself to you was hot as hell. "This feelsamazing."

"Guess I should do those kegel exercises more, huh?" Sabrina chuckled.

You started thrusting, feeling her clench whenever you went deep like she was trying to keep you in there. You both stopped talking for a bit, just focusing on the sex. At one point she shifted and sat up higher, leaning back and reaching behind her to run her hands through your hair. You leaned your neck around and kissed her, releasing her hips and quickly unbuttoning her blouse by feel.

She moaned into your lips, and you grunted softly as the slap of her small ass on your hips was the only music in the room.

"Faster," she gasped, releasing the kiss, and she bent back down, getting her ass higher as she pressed her chest to the bed.

You spanked that upturned ass, making her bark out a shocked laugh, and then sped up. She thrust back at you, meeting your impacts, and you felt one of her hands sneak down between her legs and start rubbing at her pussy.

"You close?" you asked.

"Sort of, but not yet," she said.

You spanked her again, palmed her ass cheeks and tickled her butthole with a finger. "How about now?"

She laughed again, and you could feel her body flexing on your cock and on your finger. "Try harder," she said.

With a grunt and a frown, you fucked into her hard and stayed there, which made her moan appreciatively. "You need to be more expressive," you said.

"Fuck your big cock in me, Daddy," Sabrina said, looking back at you teasingly.

"You know that's not what I mean," you said, and pulled out of her.

"Sorry," she said. "Please keep fucking me?"

You pushed her hip, rolled her from her knees to her side, pulled her to the edge of the bed and lifted one of her legs to your chest, lining back up. "What's going to get you to come quickly?" you asked.

"Fuck me hard while you lean over me. Make me feel you on top of me," she said.

So you did. Thankfully she was flexible enough that you were able to thrust into her again and lean forward, her leg pulling back towards her chest as you compressed her until you were buried in her to the root and were hunkered over her. You started fucking her, leaning your weight into her leg.

"Like this?" you asked.

Sabrina didn't say anything, but she nodded quickly and gasped. You kept fucking her, feeling her pussy stretching in a new way from the different angle, hitting different parts of her.

"Bite me," Sabrina gasped.

"Where?" you asked, not even phased by her at this point.

"I- don't know?" she panted.

You pressed her leg harder as you leaned down and kissed her, then softly bit her lower lip.

"Hot," she gasped. "Now my tit."

To get your mouth that low you had to roll her more onto her back into a missionary position, though she kept both her legs pulled back to the outside of her chest. You pulled up her bra, a lace thing that was more for decoration than support, revealing her pretty little tits and you sucked one of her pink nipples into your mouth before trailing your lips lower and softly nibbling right under her areola.

"Oh fuck," she grunted, her voice strained. "Yes, do it. Mark me. Mark me!"

You took a little bit of her tit between your teeth, just so she could feel it, and then sucked hard.

"Yes! Fuck!" she shouted and came.

You kept sucking, long and hard, and as she clenched on your cock over and over you felt your own orgasm peaking and remembered that, once again, you hadn't worn a condom.

"Where am I coming?" you asked.

"My tits," she panted. "Come on my tits again."

You pulled out and straddled her on the bed jerking your cock a few times and then exploding, your eyes locked on the blossoming hickey you'd just left on Sabrina's chest.

Both of you were panting as you caught your breath from the vigorous but short fuck.

"Grab my phone," Sabrina said, waving weakly towards where she had set it down on the bedside table before you stripped her skirt off.

You did, handing it to her, "What do you need?"

She unlocked it and brought up her camera app and handed it to you. "Take a picture," she said. "I'll show you how all the posting stuff works. And we can send it to Gemma."

You smirked and shook your head, not sure if that was a good idea or not. But you accepted the phone and shifted around until you got a good frame of the shot - Sabrina's small tits splattered with your pearly cum, both of her nipples popping out, and the hickey just below the left nipple. Her smile, naughty and satisfied, just at the top of the frame.

"Nice, that's a good one," she said when she took a quick look.

"Just working with a beautiful canvas," you said

"Charmer," she rolled her eyes. "Come here, let me show you my process."

You laid down next to her and she held the phone up, running you through the programs she used for filters, and then showing you the mobile back end of OnlyFans. It was relatively simple - you weren't actually sure what you'd been expecting, but it was fairly intuitive and only slightly more complicated than Twitter.

Halfway through her arms had gotten tired, and you'd rolled both of you onto your sides so you were spooned behind her, looking over her shoulder. With the tutorial done, Sabrina also sent the final edited picture off to Gemma and then sighed, blacking out her phone. "I'm going to need another shower, we need to stop ending up like this," she said.

"You asked me to do it," you reminded her with a smirk.

"Yeah, well next time just come in my mouth, or in me again," she said.

"Are you sure about no condoms?" you asked. "Just because we started doesn't mean we don't get smart and start using them."

She shook her head. "It's too good, I don't want to go back. And I trust you."

"Trust me with what?" you asked.

She hesitated and shrugged. "I don't know, but I do. With whatever. With fucking without a condom. And I forgive you for not reminding me to put down a towel. I can feel a wet spot under us."

"Y'know, we have a weird friendship," you snorted.

"At least we're having fun," Sabrina grinned.

Chapter 67

Sabrina didn't end up having a full shower. You helped her get her clothes off and fetched some wet paper towels from the bathroom, wiping her down with a little extra groping on the way. Then, naked as the day she was born and you in nothing but your socks, Sabrina grabbed her various gear and gave you a tour of her OnlyFans work.

She had a few different kinds of lights, though she said the 'ring light' was the easiest to use and most effective, and she had four different stands she'd ordered from Amazon to hold her phone. She explained how each one was supposed to work, and how two of them had ended up being pointless. Then she showed you the programs she'd tried on her laptop.

And then you got down to real business and she started showing you the post metrics, and the excel sheets she had put together to track what sort of content got the best responses. She'd decided not to post anywhere but OnlyFans - avoiding the usual social media work that other OnlyFans girls used to drum up subscribers.

The thing about the whole operation she'd put together was that it looked an awful lot like what you would have done as well. Which made sense, considering you'd both taken a lot of the same business and economics classes back at university, if not at the same time then at least with the same professors. You gave a few suggestions, a couple of which she showed you she'd already tried and they hadn't panned out as useful, and a couple which she had overlooked originally.

"It's impressive," you said. You were sitting on the couch, and Sabrina was leaning her naked back against your shoulder and chest as she sat cross-legged with her laptop in her lap. "But I'm guessing you knew that."

She glanced back at you with a smirk. "Yeah, I just wanted to show it off to someone," she said. "Not like I can just submit this all for credit in an economics class."