The OF Girl Ch. 091-100

Domestic Gemma wore a soft but ready smile, with a teasing glint in her eye and a tendency to nudge you with her elbow, hip or shoulder. You stole kisses off of her every once in a while, and soon the dishes were all clean and stacked away again.

"You need to go soon," Gemma said, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you close.

"I do," you said. "You could come with me if you want. I'm sure she wouldn't mind."

Gemma smirked. "I'm sure she wouldn't, that little harlot." The word 'harlot' somehow sounded so much hotter in Gamma's accent. She chuckled and went up on her tiptoes to kiss you again. "It's fine. Last night was... it was one of the best dates I've ever been on, John."

"Ouch," you grinned back to her. "If it was only 'one of' the best dates? Give me some constructive criticism for next time."

"Ummm," Gemma made a show of thinking. "Well, there were definitely enough orgasms."

"Well, that's something," you nodded.

"And there was action and witty repartee. Lots of dancing, and kissing, and romance. There was one thing you could try and do next time though."

"What's that?" you asked.

"Less Eric," Gemma said.

You laughed and nodded slowly. "Noted. I'll check Eric's plans from now on to make sure we're not double booking."

Gemma ended up leading you to the washroom and into the shower. You'd had fun with her there the night before, and you had almost as much fun now soaping her up and cleaning her off. You even ended up washing her silvery blonde hair, running your fingers through every inch and massaging her scalp with the shampoo and conditioner. Then it was Gemma's turn to wash you, which left you teased and excited, but she didn't finish you off.

Instead, she dried you off with a towel and gave you a light-hearted slap on the butt like a football player. "Alright, love. Time to go make Sabrina your bitch."

You snorted and started trying to figure out how you were going to go from the washroom to Gemma's bedroom to find the rest of your clothes. "I think she would be happy to report she already is."

This made Gemma snicker. "Seriously though," Gemma said, drying her hair with a towel and then wrapping it up - the whole process was delightful considering she wasn't wearing a stitch and her big tits were free to wiggle and bounce. "What are you and Sabrina up to today?"

"Well," you said. "I owe her a win on a bet over pineapple on pizza, and then I think she wants me to film her, or join in on a couple of blowjob scenes. How, um... how does that make you feel?"

"Fine," Gemma shrugged. "Just remember the rule - I don't want your pretty, rugged face in any of the videos."

"You're pretty amazing, you know that?" you asked her.

She preened a little in the mirror with a smile. "Oh, I know."

You left the bathroom at the same time, Gemma leading the way with a towel wrapped around her body, and thankfully didn't run into any of the roommates - less thankfully, you got a wolf whistle from back down the hallway just as you were turning into the bedroom.

"Nice cheeks, sweetcheeks!" Becca called after you.

"That woman is trouble," you said once the door was shut.

"She takes a second to warm up, but then she's... well, yeah. She's trouble." Gemma grinned.

Re-dressed in your date clothes from yesterday, Gemma ended up holding up a couple of sundresses and asking your opinion - you opted for a cute red one. She slipped it on over her head without putting on underwear, fixing it around her bust and hips for a moment before taking your hand.

"You know I love you, right?" she asked.

"I know," you said.. "And I love you too. Why ask that?"

"Because... because I don't want you to think I'm just saying it. Or I'm saying it for fun. Well, it is fun to say with you, but I really do mean it. Every word of our code, OK? But I also feel weird saying it when I'm about to send you off to another girl, not that I'm trying to change the arrangement at all. I'm just a little self-conscious about the whole thing and trying to figure it out, and oh God I'm starting to ramble so I'm going to shut up."

You kissed her for an answer, just a light one, and then hugged her close as she rested her head on your chest.

"I know, love. Me too," you said.

You held each other for a little bit, then Gemma decided she wanted to send you with a little extra tease for Sabrina and she took off the sundress again and had to take pictures of the hickies you'd left on her. The one on her thigh had developed into a big one, and she ran her fingers over it and bit her lower lip. The matching pair on her inner cleavage were smaller but a little darker, a little more firmly set in, and made for a really hot picture.

Gemma slid her dress back on again. "God, I almost wish you'd put one on my neck," she said. "Or somewhere everyone would see. I don't know what it is about you, John, but I love the idea that I'm carrying a mark you left on me. Ihated when my ex would give me a hickie by accident, but somehow with you I just... Hooo, you make me want to do silly shit."

"No silly shit," you said, taking her hand and kissing your fingers. "At least not spur of the moment."

She brought you to the door and you ended up making out a little bit as a goodbye kiss, only getting interrupted by Lucy stomping down the hallway.

"Alright, get out," Gemma said. "I'm going to have to spend the day taming the grouchy bear."

"Have fun," you said, and kissed her on the tip of the nose.

*******

Sabrina opened her door with a smile on, and that was all.

"Good morning, Daddy," she said, stepping partially into the hall to take your hand and bring you inside her apartment.

"You know you've got Gemma saying that now, too?" you said.

Sabrina's tinkling laughter, and cute little butt, led you into the apartment.

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"So tell me everything," Sabrina said, spinning in the middle of her apartment living room and giving you a teasing smile with the corner of her bottom lip between her teeth. She was completely naked, her lithe body completely on display to you. Where Gemma was fit with curves, Sabrina was skinny fit. Where Gemma had the golden tan of someone who had spent their life outdoors in the sunny environment, Sabrina was pale. Blonde to Brunette. Even their pubic hair was different, Gemma shaved smooth and Sabrina with that little exclamation mark.

"First thing's first," you said, and stepped towards her and swept Sabrina up into your arms in a cradle carry, kissing her warmly as she kicked her legs playfully and smiled into your lips. Her tongue was alive against yours and she cupped your jaw with her hand to stop you from pulling away too quickly. "Good morning," you finally said once the kiss ended.

"Now that's the way to greet a girl," Sabrina smiled.

You turned and sat down on the couch, keeping Sabrina on your lap. "Sabrina, I need to tell you-"

"Wait," she said, giving you a serious look. "Is this something intimate between you and Gemma?"

"Yes," you said.

"Then wait until we're together," she said. Sabrina was looking into your eyes, hers large and earnest. "If it might affect the three of us, wait for it to be the three of us."

"OK," you agreed.

"OK," she said. "Just tell me all the sexy and fun parts."

So you did, starting with running into Lucy at the elevator, and making love to Gemma before she even got dressed. At this point Sabrina spread her legs and started absently stroking herself, and you moved her fingers away and started to slowly work her pussy lips yourself while teasing her nipples with the fingertips of your other hand. You told her about coming inside of Gemma twice, and it being her first time to do that, making Sabrina giggle that they were creampie sisters now. Then you told her about going to the shower, and getting interrupted by Becca. Going to the Comedy Club and battling the comedians, which Sabrina said she would have been so embarrassed by but laughed about after the fact.

When you got to meeting Eric outside the club, Sabrina held your wrist to stop you from slowly teasing her so that she could focus more on the story. She listened to everything that happened with the DeezChains guy incredulously, and was even more shocked that Eric had actually proven useful. That made you wonder if you should have tried reaching out to him last night, or even that morning, but... you had Sabrina naked in your lap. You went back to the story, about dancing with Gemma in the back corner of the club, making out with her in the dark. Grinding against her. Fondling her all over as you bumped and rubbed. Sabrina started to shift her ass against the crotch of your pants, teasing your hardon.

Then shereally started to get horny as you told her about the elevator, and the hallway, and the entryway. You were two fingers deep into her by the time the story got back to the bedroom. Sabrina got soaked, her juices dripping down your hand and wrist.

"Fuck me," Sabrina demanded after you told her about running into Becca in the kitchen.

"Mmm-mm," you refused her. Then you set her on the couch and slipped down to the ground between her legs. "I owe you an hour of oral."

"I thought-" she said, but you stopped her by pulling her butt to the edge of the couch and spreading her legs wider.

"Sabrina? Just close your eyes and enjoy, OK?"

She did as you said, nodding as she closed her eyes and you bent your head down to take a long, slow lick of her wet pussy.

An hour, it turns out, is both a hell of a long time and surprisingly short. After the first orgasm you pulled out of Sabrina you realized the both of you had forgotten the need for towels, and after a quick pause to position several of them around you went back to work.

You lost count of the number of smaller orgasms Sabrina had roll through her - just shudders and tensing and her toes curling. She had four major orgasms that sprayed or flooded her messy girlcum on you, and the towels, and the couch.

By the time you were done, Sabrina was exhausted, your jaw was sore and your tongue felt like you might have pulled a muscle. You picked up Sabrina from the couch and brought her into the bedroom, laying her down on the bed and then stripping off to lay next to her naked. She was half asleep when you carried her in, and you were happy to drift off with her considering the long night you'd had.

You woke up to an amazing feeling - warm and wet and tight, and when you blinked your eyes open you found Sabrina slowly bouncing up and down on your cock, carefully trying not to wake you as she used you as a living dildo.

"Got restless?" you asked her.

She sat all the way down on your cock with an abashed smile. "I spent anhour wanting you to put this cock inside of me, John. Then you just have it sticking up like that right in front of me. What was I supposed to do?"

"Nothing different," you grinned. "Lean back a bit."

She did, and you used your thumb to strum her clit as she slow-stroked you into her.

"You know, we aren't supposed to be having sex," you reminded her. "We're supposed to be filming lots of foreplay today."

"In a minute," Sabrina muttered, working herself to an orgasm. "The best foreplay is going to happen once we're completely comfortable with each other. That's what I read anyways. Never fuck a scene partner for the first time on camera."

"Sabrina, I don't think it meant 'that day,' you said.

"Semantics," she laughed. "Now pinch me."

You reached forward and pinched her tight stomach hard, and she came on your cock. When she was done, she sat down on it fully and looked at you with a sort of drunk smile. "That was perfect," she said. "Now, what were we doing again?"

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By the time you got out of bed it was already almost noon, but you were supposed to be getting work done so decided to at least get everything set up for the first thing Sabrina wanted to film.

Even though she'd already given you a run-through of her various equipment it was still a surprising amount of work to get everything set up. You both decided the first scene was going to be mutual masturbation - Sabrina had done plenty of masturbation scenes already with various toys and dildos, so it made sense that the first actual video she put out with a live cock would be one where she didn't actually touch it. The escalation was more important to keep her Fans hooked and wanting more.

Still, you set up the lights and did a 'dry' run-through of what you would do, checking the lighting for where you would be moving and making sure everything would look good. There were three different ring lights stationed around the room, and Sabrina ended up using her various tripods to position her old phone and your phone at different angles to catch everything from a couple of angles, while you would film her from her newest phone as the 'main shot.' The whole thing was going to be a mess of editing, but Sabrina was sure the upgraded quality and multi-shots would raise her OnlyFans up another level.

Once everything was ready to go, you ended up stepping out of her apartment, holding the door mostly closed.

"Ready?" you called in.

A buzzing sound, soft but insistent, started. "Alright, ready. Action!"

You smiled and shook your head, but stopped from chuckling. You started the recording and waited a moment, then stepped into the apartment keeping the camera low.

"Oh, Daddy!" Sabrina said in mock surprise. "I didn't realize you were coming over, I would have waited for you."

You panned the camera up from its slight tilt at the floor while you crossed the room, careful not to show the various lighting or camera rigs. Sabrina was revealed slowly, first her bare feet with her toes flexing, then her long, skinny legs and thighs, then her hips and pelvis where she was currently 'hiding' her pussy but was still holding the buzzing pink vibrator in one hand.

"It looks like my girl is being naughty today," you said. "Didn't I tell you that you weren't allowed to come again until I did?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy," Sabrina pouted. You kept panning upwards, across her skinny torso and her little bare tits that she pressed upwards with her arched back. Her nipples were hard and you wanted to throw the camera aside and dive on them, but resisted. Then you finished the panning upwards, her body from her shins to the tip of her nose in the frame. "I swear I wasn't being bad, I just wanted to play with myself a little bit because I was thinking of Daddy's Dick and got horny. I swear I was just going to edge myself." She was using what you'd come to think of as her 'OnlyFans Voice,' a little lower than her usual register and breathy. You could only assume it was the kind of voice used for phone sex back in the day.

You sighed heavily, exaggerated, for the camera. "And how am I supposed to believe that? I know my bratty girl likes to push the rules sometimes."

Sabrina rolled her eyes at you, knowing it was out of frame, but kept herself from smiling. She knew exactly what you were doing calling her a brat - it was just revenge for her officially titling you 'Daddy' in her videos and pictures.

"Please, Daddy," Sabrina said. "I don't want to be a brat. I just want you."

"Show me how much you want me," you said. "Use that toy."

"You really want to watch me like this?" she asked, doing a sexy little bite of the corner of her lip.

"Do I need to tell you twice?" you asked.

"No, Daddy," she said, spreading her legs a little wider and moving her hands from her pussy, showing it in full, the lips just a little pink but definitely wet along the crease. She slowly started to play the toy along her breasts with one hand while she slid a finger up and down her pussy lips. Then, after toying with the tip of the vibe around her nipples, she brought it to her mouth and gave it a couple of quick sucks.

"Is that what you want to see, Daddy?" she asked. "My pretty little mouth filled up?"

"Just one of many things I want, my little brat," you said.

"Oh, do you want to see my pussy getting filled too? To see me squirming and writhing as my clit and lips get swollen as I tease myself for you?"

"I'm waiting," was your answer.

Sabrina lowered the vibrator down her torso, over her belly button and mound, and tapped it against her clit. She hissed in a breath, pursing her lips as she began to work the humming toy along her pussy.

"Will you kiss me, Daddy?" she asked.

"Only good girls get kisses," you told her. "And right now you're still acting like a needy, naughty brat."

"I'm soooorry, Daddy," Sabrina moaned as she slowly inserted the vibrator into her pussy.

She began to slowly masturbate herself, bringing her knees back further so that her feet were in the shot as well. She worked her talents, twisting her lips sexily, breathing and gasping and even hiccuping once. When she wasn't pulling back one leg or the other to make sure the other cameras were getting a good view, she was softly twisting and tugging on one of her nipples.

And the whole time her eyes stayed glued to yours, big and sexy and wanting more.

Eventually, after about seven minutes of her playing with herself for the camera, you started to undo your pants with one hand, the clinking of the metal of your belt loud enough to get picked up by the camera.

Sabrina perked up as planned. "Yes, Daddy! Oh, please fuck me. I'll suck your big Daddy Dick so good."

"Do you think you've earned my cock?" you asked her, letting your pants drop to the floor. You hadn't bothered with your boxers.

Sabrina hesitated. "No, not yet, Daddy," she sighed.

"That's a better girl," you said. "Now, keep fucking yourself with that little toy of yours, but don't you dare come until I do."

"Yes, Daddy," she said.

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You quickly started stroking your cock, getting closer to Sabrina and changing the angle of the camera shot until you were looking down at her, your cock in the shot as you stroked it.

"Oh, Daddy, that looks so fucking good," Sabrina crooned and moaned. "God, I just want to taste it. Please, Daddy, can I taste your delicious Daddy Dick? Just a little, pretty please?"

"What kind of girl gets a taste?" you asked her.

"Good girls," she whined.

"And what are you?" you asked her.

"Your needy, naughty girl," Sabrina panted. She was getting closer, the soft degradation play starting to get to her. It took everything you had not to pull that vibrator out of her and thrust into her hard, or to shove your cock into her mouth.

She babbled a little bit, talking about your cock. How big it was, how she loved the way it stretched her out. How she dreamed about it.

Sabrina pushed herself closer and closer to an orgasm as you stroked yourself, sometimes in the frame and sometimes out.

"Are you close, naughty girl?" you asked her.

She nodded fast. "Yes, Daddy, but I'm trying to hold it for you."

"Nowthat's my good girl," you said. "What do you need to wait for?"

"Your cum!" Sabrina whined. "Please, Daddy, please can I have your cum? I know I don't deserve Daddy's Dick right now, but I really, really want your cum. Please can I be a good girl now, Daddy? Pleeaaase?"

"Yes," you hissed, and shifted your cock back into the frame as you stroked yourself to an orgasm, splattering Sabrina's upper torso, tits, chest and neck with your cum as you tried your damndest to keep the camera still.

"Oh, yes Daddy! Yes, I'm your good girl, your good fucking girl," Sabrina moaned, starting her own orgasm as she stuck out her tongue to catch the last little spurt. Then you panned lower, getting a closeup on her pussy as she pulled the vibrator out of her and jammed it against her clit, watching as a little gush of clear girlcum oozed out of her and her muscles clenched. The shot angle was planned - Sabrina was sitting back on a pillow so the background of the camera caught up her body, but still ended without showing more of her face than her lips.