“Thanks for waiting,” Sabrina said, and once you had pulled out she leaned over and kissed Gemma with a heavy dose of tongue. You took the opportunity to kneel behind Gemma, and she felt where you were and reached back to peel one ass cheek wide for you. Her cunt, shaved smooth, was already slightly flowered open with her arousal and her puffy lips were flushed and just that little bit slick from you manipulating her pussy with your fingers. You dove in, drilling your tongue into her and tasting her.
“He’s perfect, isn’t he?” Sabrina said and you could hear her smile.
“The best,” Gemma nodded. “But even though I love his tongue, I sort of really need his cock right now.”
“Fine, fine,” you sighed dramatically, standing up and laying your cock between her ass cheeks. “Like this?”
“Little lower, love,” Gemma said with a smirk as she looked back at you.
“Here?” you asked, pushing the spongy head of your cock into her crack and nestling it into the divot around her asshole.
“Yes, but not with Bratty McSlutface calling the shots,” Gemma grinned.
Sabrina stuck out her tongue at Gemma as she made a face, but was surprised when Gemma leaned forward and caught her tongue between her lips.
“Guess it’s going here, then,” you said, sliding your cock down and stuffing it into Gemma’s cunt in one long, slow stroke.
“Hnnnmmmngg,” Gemma hummed her orgasm around Sabrina’s tongue and lips as they began to make out again.
Chapter 266
“Hold on, take a picture,” Sabrina said, leaning over to grab her phone from over where she had been eating dinner. She opened it and handed it back to you.
“Who is the picture for?” Gemma asked.
“Us, obviously. And maybe send it to Becks?” Sabrina suggested.
“Hah, OK,” Gemma laughed. They hadn’t moved from their bent-over position on the conference table, and as you stepped back a bit to get them both in the frame they both reached back and spread their cheeks in an extremely lewd display, showing off their assholes and cummy cunts. You’d only had one orgasm but had managed to swap between them twice during it by pinching your cock and moving quickly.
“Have I mentioned that I love you two?” you asked as you knelt down and framed the shot, then had to take another with flash since the light from the conference room windows was washing them out. “And I would even if you weren’t both nympho pervs.”
“Her,” Gemma said, standing up after the photos and turning to lean her butt on the conference table. “I’m not a nympho, I just love sex with my boyfriend and girlfriend. Sabrina is the nympho.”
“Guilty as charged,” Sabrina said with a grin and dropped to her knees in front of Gemma and started licking your cum out of the Australian.
“Fuuuck,” Gemma hissed, spreading her legs a little more to give Sabrina access. Then she motioned for the phone and you handed it over. “Fuck, that’s so nasty,” Gemma laughed when she saw the picture.
“Send it to Becks,” Sabrina mumbled.
Gemma did with a smirk and a shake of her head, then set the phone down and leaned back until she was laying full on the table looking at the ceiling. “This is so fucking wild,” she said.
“It’s awesome,” Sabrina mumbled.
“Totally hot,” you agreed.
“Love, come up here,” Gemma said, craning her neck to look at you. “I want you to fuck my face while Sabrina eats me out.”
“No way am I fucking your face,” you said. “It’ll mess up your makeup too much and we’re not at home.”
“Fine, I want to blow you,” Gemma said. “I want your wonderful cock still covered in the taste of me and Sabrina in my mouth and on my tongue.”
You sighed, getting up on your knees on the conference table and shifting over to her. “Hard to say no to that.”
She smiled up at you, taking your half-hard cock in her fingers and bringing you to her mouth. “I love you, John,” she said with an open earnestness.
“I love you too, Gemma,” you said back, hoping you could give her the same feeling she could give you. She took you in her mouth and began to softly suckle and suck, closing her eyes as she enjoyed giving and receiving pleasure at the same time. Her breasts, still popped out over her bra and hanging from her half-undone blouse, were right there so you grinned and softly began teasing them with your fingertips, drawing circles without getting beyond the edge of her areola.
Sabrina’s phone pinged with a notification, and Sabrina stopped eating out Gemma to check it and then started cackling.
“Becks asked if this is where she thinks it is,” she said. “I’m telling her ‘Maybe.'”
Sabrina went back to eating out Gemma, her nose pressed to your blonde girlfriend’s clit as she smiled with her eyes up at you, but the phone went off again quickly.
“Hah!” Sabrina barked a laugh when she checked the message. “It’s just a bunch of emotes. Swearing face, angry face, swearing face, eggplant, squirting water.” The phone pinged again. “Oh, this one’s a photo!” She giggled and then turned it around to show you and Gemma, who took her mouth from your cock for a moment.
The picture was obviously a selfie taken by Becks. She was sitting on a couch, completely naked, and had a dildo in her pussy but wasn’t handling it. Instead, she was flashing you the finger through her phone.
“God, she needs a boyfriend,” Gemma laughed, then went back to sucking you off.
“She says she was in the middle of a movie when we sent that, and now she doesn’t know if she’ll finish it,” Sabrina laughed as another message came through. “She also says to spray a load on Gemma’s face for her.”
“No she didn’t,” Gemma said, again popping her mouth from your cock and looking down at Sabrina in shock.
“OK, she didn’t,” Sabrina giggled. “She just said make sure to get another load out of John in her honour. I added the face part.”
“Filthy little slut,” Gemma grunted with a grin, going back to your cock but using her leg to pull Sabrina back to her cunt.
Once you were fully hard and halfway to your next orgasm, Sabrina and Gemma switched places so that Gemma could clean Sabrina. Then, as you got close to the end, they both got on their knees and tag-teamed your cock until you groaned and busted your nut, your orgasm bubbling up so hard you felt it between your eyeballs. You managed not to spray their faces, just covering their tongues, and Sabrina handed you her phone to take another picture as they both held your cum in their mouths and stuck out their tongues a little without dribbling it on their clothes.
You took the picture, snorting a little at how ridiculous they were, and then they made a show of kissing each other and passing your cum back and forth between them.
“We have work to do still,” you reminded them. “We don’t have time for a round three.”
“Fine, fine,” Sabrina said as their kiss ended and they both swallowed. “We need to clean up, though.”
Gemma put her boobs away, and they both walked to the washroom hand in hand, their laughter echoing down the hallway. You managed to get your cock away and clean yourself up without needing a washroom yourself, then you set about cleaning the mess – which mainly consisted of the takeaway dinner garbage the three of you hadn’t cleaned up yet. You were just returning to the table again and wondering if you needed to do something about the dribble on the carpet when Sabrina’s phone rang.
Seeing that Becks’ face popped up, you decided to answer it. “Sabrina’s phone, Daddy speaking,” you said with a smirk.
“Fuck, um, hey Daddy,” Becks said on the other, panting. “Are you three really doing it in the office?”
“We finished a few minutes ago,” you said. “The girls are cleaning up.”
“Fuck, that’s hot. You three are insane,” Becks gasped.
“Are you still playing with yourself, Becks?” you asked.
“Mhmm,” she grunted.
“Thinking about my cock?” you asked with a little grin.
“Mhmm,” she grunted again.
“What position am I fucking you in?” you asked.
“Missionary. Deep dicking me,” she said.
“And what’s Gemma doing?” you asked.
She hesitated. “She’s sucking on my tits,” she said.
“And how about Sabrina?”
“She’s tied up and not allowed to play with herself,” Becks said. “She’s getting cucked.”
“Are you ready to come?” you asked.
“Fuck, please Daddy?” Becks mumbled.
“Do it. Come,” you said.
Gemma and Sabrina were just coming back from the washroom and heard you say that into the phone. Both of them gave you confused looks and then almost at the same time their eyebrows shot up as they realized what was happening.
“Oooooh, fffuuuuuuuck,” Becks moaned into the phone loud enough that the girls could hear.
Sabrina took her phone from you and put it on speaker. “Was that a good one, Miss Lusty?” she asked.
“Fuck you,” Becks panted on the other end. “I didn’t plan this.”
“Don’t worry, baby,” Gemma said. “You can have phone sex with John all you want.”
There was a long pause on the other end, and then a sigh. “That… might be nice,” she said.
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