The OF Girl Ch. 281-290

Literotic asexstories – The OF Girl Ch. 281-290 by BreakTheBar,BreakTheBar
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All Characters are 18 years or older.

When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes ice play, MFF, arguments, a night on the town, and dirty dancing.

OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14, and is an ongoing patronized work sponsored by him. Originally written in small chapter releases, they will be collected here on Literotica in 10 chapter chunks for smoother reading.

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Chapter 281

“It’ll be fun,” Sabrina said as she walked arm in arm with you down the path back to the Air B&B.

“Hey, you know I like going out dancing with both of you,” you said, glancing over to Gemma as she walked on your other side with her hand wrapped up with yours. “I just don’t know how long I want to put up with those guys flirting with you.”

“John, you know-” Sabrina started, but you interrupted her.

“I know, baby. There’s no way you would do anything with them,” you said. “At some point it’ll start annoying me though.”

“Just don’t string them along, Sabrina,” Gemma said. “A little teasing is whatever, butI’ll be annoyed at some point too.”

“OK, OK,” Sabrina said. “I’ll stop teasing them. But going out to meet them at a club is good for Paul and Edgar, too. Those two both need some wing women.”

“I heard that,” Paul said from up ahead of you.

“You were supposed to,” Sabrina called back to him with a grin. She’d slipped into the banter between the guys easily. You could have sworn it would be Gemma who would have been able to do that more, but for some reason she was a little more subdued and Sabrina was a little more extroverted, than your expectations. “Anyways, hopefully we’ll be able to find some hot lesbian for Ollie, too.”

“I don’t need any help, you skinny bitch,” Ollie laughed from behind you.

“Says you,” Gemma got in on the teasing. “How long has it been since you’ve been in a relationship?”

“Oh, harrharrharr,” Ollie said. “That’s a classic one – lesbians don’t hook up, they move in together.”

“Hey, she could do better than that lesbian comedian at Mosche’s club,” Gemma chuckled.

The lot of you had headed back to the Air B&B together, and once you hit the house the air conditioning wasglorious. Everyone scattered, needing to get themselves cleaned up, and you had to feel a little thankful that you’d gotten there early and had been able to choose the master bedroom for the three of you because that meant you had a private washroom.

A quick, cold shower helped refresh you, and then Gemma was soaping up your cock.

“Now?” you asked. “We’re supposed to be heading out for groceries.”

“We bought everything for the breakfasts,” Gemma said. “I already talked with Ollie and Brent about it. We just need to buy an ice cream cake for tomorrow night to cover dessert.”

“OK,” you said, and let yourself exhale and relax as your girlfriend stroked your cock slowly and started kissing your chest.

“Hey, you started without me,” Sabrina said. She’d headed to the kitchen when you got back and she entered the washroom with her top already off and a plate in one hand with three tall glasses filled with ice and water. She set her makeshift tray down on the sink counter and quickly untied her bottoms and then entered the glassed-in shower and handed you and Gemma each a glass. “Drink up, you need to hydrate after all that sun.”

“Yes, Mom,” Gemma teased her, but still took a long sip as she kept it out of the spray of the shower.

“That’s ‘Mommy-Baby’ to you,” Sabrina laughed, dipping back out of the shower to grab her own glass and take a drink.

Soon the three of you had drained your water but were left with cups of ice.

With a little smile, you fished one of the ice cubes out of your cup and softly touched it to Gemma’s shoulder. That made her shudder for a moment and then groan happily as she pressed into the feeling. You teased the quickly melting ice across her reddened skin and across her clavicle, and then down her chest to her breast. She sniffed in a breath at that and then exhaled through her lips with a soft hissing sound as you teased it over her nipple.

“Mmm, does that feel good, babe?” Sabrina asked, fishing an ice cube out of her own glass and holding it to Gemma’s belly.

“God, yes,” she hummed. She did the same thing as you two and got an ice cube in her fingers and pressed it to Sabrina’s back and trailed it down.

“Mmmm, that tickles,” Sabrina wriggled with a grin.

Soon the three of you were teasing each other mercilessly with the ice. Gemma’s sensitive breasts, both her nipples and the soft underside of her tits, got a lot of ice. Sabrina’s nipples got some too, though Gemma focused her efforts by sliding it down between Sabrina’s buttcrack. You weren’t left out either – your nipples got teased by both girls, as did your cock. The feeling of ice on your hot, hard shaft was weird but not bad. Ice directly on your balls wasn’t actually that bad either. You did wriggle away from Gemma teasing your ass crack as well, though.

Then, of course, Sabrina escalated the situation as she ran another ice cube down Gemma’s stomach and over her mound, all the way down to her pussy lips.

“Oh, fuck,” Gemma grunted and you looked down and saw Sabrina was now fingering her. And the ice cube was gone.

“How’s that feel?” Sabrina asked Gemma.

“Put one up inside of you and find out,” Gemma moaned.

“Daddy?” Sabrina requested, turning to present her ass to you as she leaned in and started licking the water from Gemma’s chest and continued fingering her.

“God, sometimes I think you might actually be evil,” you laughed as you gave Sabrina a little spank. Then you got one of your last ice cubes and slid it between Sabrina’s thighs, teasing her with the cold. Eventually, you raised it to her pussy lips, icing over both of her labia along with her clit hood, though you spared her trying to actually apply it to her clit. She was moaning as she continued to lick Gemma’s chest like a horny little puppy or something, but those moans turned to full-throated groans as you slipped the ice cube inside of her.

“Oh, fucking shit fuck,” Sabrina groaned.

“Yeah, bitch,” Gemma grunted. “Now you get it.”

“That’s actually pretty nice,” Sabrina moaned. “I could see doing this more often.”

“Naughty freak,” Gemma laughed.

“Our naughty freak,” you grinned.

“Yours,” Sabrina nodded and kissed Gemma, then turned to you. “And yours. Now, what would happen if you put your cock inside me while I had an ice cube up there?”

You had a feeling you were about to find out.

Chapter 282

“God, yes baby,” Sabrina moaned as you fucked her fast and shallow, her pussy lips spreading wonderfully as you looked down at where your cock was spearing into her.

“Stop hogging him,” Gemma complained, reaching around Sabrina and tweaking at her nipples.

You had gotten out of the shower to continue your play and now Sabrina was laying on top of Gemma with their pussies stacked, allowing you to swap back and forth between them. It was a kind of heaven, getting to look at both of your girlfriend’s pussies while fucking them.

“Stop being so jealous,” Sabrina groaned as you continued to thrust into her. She wriggled from the pleasure you and Gemma were raining on her.

“Iam jealous,” Gemma giggled, grabbing Sabrina’s tits more firmly.

“Sorry, love,” you said as you pulled out of Sabrina and dropped your hips a little so you could enter Gemma. Your Australian girlfriend gasped in pleasure, but Sabrina gave you an exaggerated pout as she used the fingers of both hands to spread her cunt lewdly. That just gave you an opening to drop a wad of spit down onto her pussy and then use your thumb to tease her hole and up to her clit.

“God, I love getting fucked by you two,” Gemma moaned.

“Shhh,” you hushed her. “Not so loud, Gem.”

“Why not?” she said, but did drop her voice. “Why shouldn’t your friends know how much of a fucking sex god you are?”

“How would you like your friends to know what an absolute slut you are when you’re riding my cock?” you pointed out.

That made her hesitate and bite her lip as she looked over Sabrina’s shoulder at you. “OK, point taken,” she laughed.

“I don’t care if my friends know,” Sabrina gasped. “My sister already does.”

“You say that now, you little kink,” Gemma said. “But that’s because you want his cock back inside of you.”

“…. OK, maybe,” Sabrina giggled.

You rolled your eyes and swapped pussies again, making Sabrina moan softly. Then you bent over her to kiss her, your lips and tongue sloppy with hers, and then she shifted to let you bend lower to kiss Gemma the same way. This made you change your cock angle in Sabrina and she used her hips to fuck up at you in little rabbit humps.

“She’s getting close,” Gemma smirked at you as your kisses ended. “Hold on.” She pushed you back lightly and you pulled away from Sabrina, making her pout a little again, but Gemma used her larger size to throw Sabrina around the bed a bit and soon Sabrina was on her back on the bed, her legs still spread before you, while Gemma was on top of her facing down, crushing her tits to the thinner girl’s chest. Gemma put a hand over Sabrina’s mouth, and another on her throat, before looking back at you over her shoulder. “Fuck her good, love.”

You ran the slick head of your cock up and down Gemma’s slick pussy lips that were presented to you in doggy style before tilting down to re-enter Sabrina. Your brunette girlfriend moaned loudly into Gemma’s hand, letting herself go a bit now that she was muffled.

“Hey,” you said, patting Sabrina’s hip. “I’m not joking about this – no squirting. We don’t have any change of sheets for the rest of the weekend.”

“Mfff Mm-mm,” Sabrina mumbled through Gemma’s fingers, which translated loosely to ‘Yes, Daddy.’

You fucked Sabrina hard and fast, the sounds of her moans and groans music in your ears even though you could barely see any of her. All you needed were her eyes though, and while Gemma was choking her and muffling her mouth she was also kissing the side of Sabrina’s face and whispering dirty things in her ear. That let Sabrina stare up at you with her big, expressive eyes as she inched closer and closer to her orgasm. You also had the fantastic visual of Gemma’s ass, and since you were trying to get Sabrina to come without squirting you didn’t do the pinching thing she liked and instead grabbed onto Gemma’s meaty ass cheeks and massaged them roughly.

Sabrina came with a long, muffled shout that you were pretty sure included some ‘Daddy!’ comments but was all mumbled together into one long string of wordless noises. Thankfully you’d straddled the line with her correctly and she didn’t spray the end of the bed but still had a good, solid orgasm that made her toes curl and her eyes squeeze closed.

You continued to thrust into her but slowed down so she could work her way back from the peak, and when her toes uncurled and her legs fell softly back to the bed you pulled out of her tenderly. Once you were clear you didn’t want to wait any more and you quickly moved higher, getting one foot up onto the edge of the mattress and fucking into Gemma.

“God, yes, love,” Gemma grunted, turning to look back at you again with a piercing gaze. You ran your fingers through her gorgeous, if currently slightly messy from the shower and lack of proper drying, hair and gripped her near the scalp, pulling her head back. “Fuck me, love. Fuck me.”

“Mmm, your turn,” Sabrina grinned as she continued to catch her breath. She bit her lip and reached up, putting both hands around Gemma’s neck and starting to choke her back. You felt Gemma’s cunt clamp and flutter when she did that and you knew that Gemma had talked herself into this with all the dirty talk she’d been whispering to Sabrina.

Your blonde girlfriend was slamming her ass back at you to meet your thrusts, her tits still pressed down on your other girlfriend, as she quickly worked towards her own orgasm and yours. If you’d been at home you probably would have started teasing her asshole at that point, getting a thumb just inside of her at least, but that would have probably made her ease towards a squirt of her own and the goal here was tonot ruin the bed.

Instead, you paused your thrusts for a moment and got your other foot up on the edge of the bed as well, leaning over her and fucking down into her more in a true mounted position. This let you put your lips next to her ear and you kissed her there and then sucked on her earlobe softly.

“Come for me, Gem,” you whispered to her. “Come for me and I’ll fill you up. I can’t resist you.”

“Ooooh, loooove,” she whimpered softly through her lips as she started to come hard, slamming her hips back at you one more time to get you as deep in her as she could.

“Goood, Gemma,” you moaned into her ear as you matched her with your own orgasm, pumping a hot wave into her.

“God, I love you both,” Sabrina said, tilting up to kiss your cheek and then Gemma’s chin, which were the only things she could reach from her position. Gemma was coming down quickly and you let her hair go, which let her drop her head. Sabrina kissed her on the cheek as well. “Now, I’m super happy getting dogpiled by you guys, but you’re heavy and it’s getting hard to breathe,” Sabrina laughed.

That made you laugh as well, and you pulled out of Gemma with a wetschlorp sound as the mix of juices in her had a moment of suction. You helped Gemma roll off of Sabrina and breathed deeply as your two girlfriends snuggled together.

“I think I need another shower,” you said, looking down at yourself.

“Go, baby,” Sabrina said to you with a soft smile. “We’ll shower in a bit. We need a little girl time snuggle.”

“Alright,” you said, thinking you wouldn’t trade this for all the world. They looked so fucking good together. You leaned down and kissed them both on the cheek. “Love you,” you said.

“Love you too,” they both chorused softly.

Chapter 283

Of the three of you, it was definitely you that started blushing the most as you left the master bedroom and headed for the stairs only to be met by Ollie applauding for her open doorway.

“Damn,” she said with a teasing smirk as she shook her head. “Wouldn’t have guessed you had it in you, John.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” you said. “I told them to keep it down.”

“I mean, a little afternoon delight is one thing, but ‘don’t squirt because we only have one set of sheets?'” Ollie chuckled. “That’s some wild shit.”

“Oh my God,” you groaned, laughing and covering your face with one hand.

“Hey, it’s a reasonable ask,” Sabrina said, following you out of the room. “I had to do laundry like four times a week when we first started dating. Now I own three different sets of sheets.”

“Same,” Gemma said, though she had the courtesy to be a little embarrassed by the conversation. “He just… brings it out of us.”

Sabrina snorted hard at the innuendo and grabbed Gemma, kissing her.

“Please tell me the others are out doing the groceries,” you said.

“Yeah,” Ollie said, still smirking. “The boys all went out and Victoria is downstairs reading.”

“Oh, no,” you groaned. “Did she hear us, too?”

“I mean, I don’t know for sure,” Ollie said. “I think she was down there most of the time, so possibly not.”

“Wait, how loudwere we?” Gemma asked.

“Not, like, super loud,” Ollie said. “I could hear you muffled in my room, but we’re adjacent. Sheprobably couldn’t hear you downstairs.”

That led to a quick check of what could and couldn’t be heard on the upper floor as you and Sabrina were sent back into your bedroom to make fake sex noises while Gemma and Ollie listened from the different rooms. Sabrina, of course, tried to make them into real sex noises and you had to fend off her hands as she tried to get into your shorts as you both grunted and moaned.

“Well, Ollie could definitely hear us,” Gemma reported. “And you can hear decently clear from the main bathroom too. Corey and Vic might be able to hear if we’re extra loud, but Paul and Brent probably won’t hear anything.”

“Oh, good,” you said with a heavy dose of sarcasm. “Only three of my friends will hear me having sex.”

“Five if the guys go to the bathroom,” Ollie teased you.

“Oh nooo,” Sabrina said dramatically. “We’re going to have to go to a sex shop and buy some proper gags.”

That set the four of you to laughing, and you thought it was a joke, but as you were heading down the stairs and the guys arrived home with groceries you found out that it wasn’t. They went and wrangled Victoria from the living room couch and soon they were headed out to Sabrina’s convertible rental, laughing secretively and refusing to tell the guys where they were going. You weren’t sure if Victoria was getting swept along or actually wanted to go, but you saw Corey check in on her before they left and she seemed to assure him she was OK.

You helped the guys unload and put away the groceries, and then as Paul, Brent and Edgar all disappeared to clean themselves up or do… whatever they were doing, you and Corey started dinner.

“I can’t believe Victoria went with the girls,” Corey shook his head, smiling a little as he found a cutting board in one of the cupboards and took it out. The plan for the night was cheeseburgers, home fries and a salad, and you were going to make up the meat patties while Corey made the fixings as he had bought fake meat patties for himself and Vic.

“Gemma and Sabrina can be pretty convincing,” you said with a smile of your own.

“I can tell,” Corey said. “Like I said before, I think they are pretty great and the three of you seem to get along really well. But still, Victoria going to a sex shop? I never would have thought it was possible.”

“Well, Sabrina might tease her but it’s all in love, and Gemma will help reassure her,” you said. “And hey, maybe she’ll come back with something interesting for you two.”

“Oh, God,” Corey laughed. “I don’t even know what to expect.”

“I’m not saying I know what you guys are like, like that,” you said. “But, uh… just FYI the walls aren’t that thick upstairs.”

“Oh, God,” Corey had to turn away from the tomatoes he’d been slicing to cough his laugh into his arm. “How did you figure that out?”

“Ollie gave us a standing ovation while you guys were out,” you admitted.

That set Corey to laughing as he tried to apologize but couldn’t get it out.

By the time the girls got back, each of them carrying a little brown unmarked bag, you had the outdoor grill fired up and were just waiting for it to heat up to put the meat on. Sabrina met you with a sweet kiss and a wink, and Gemma kissed you longer and surprised you by bringing your hand up to her chest to grope her tit through her shirt as she fed you a little tongue.

Ollie held back a second before following them inside. “Your girls are wild, but fun,” she said to you.

“They weren’t too much for Vic, were they?” you asked.

“God, no,” Ollie said. “Fuck, we’ve known Victoria for almost three years and I’ve never heard her talk so much. Gemma might literally be her best girl friend already. And she actually bought a couple of things and didn’t even blush at the counter.”

“Good for her,” you said, feeling really proud that your Australian girlfriend was making such a good connection with the shy, sweet girl. “I see you made a couple of purchases too.”

“And I got the number of the chick who was working behind the counter,” Ollie smirked, fishing out her receipt from the bag and showing you the back where a phone number was written in black permanent marker. “Had to show your girls that I didn’t need a wing woman after all.”

“Nice,” you said, starting to put the patties on the grill. The sizzle of the meat on the hot metal was satisfying. “You gonna actually call her? Maybe she can meet us out at that club we’re supposed to go to.”

“Maybe,” Ollie shrugged. “We’ll see. She was decent looking, but I think she leaned more Dominant and that’s not what I’m looking for in a hookup. Turns out you and I are into similar kinds of girls, John.”

“Oh, God,” you groaned.

“Yeah, you know what I mean,” Ollie laughed, then gave you the kind of smack on the ass that one teammate gives another. “I’m proud of you, boy.”

“Gee, thanks Pa,” you joked, making her laugh as she went inside with her little brown bag from the sex shop.

Chapter 284

Coming back into the house, balancing the plate of burgers and not-actually-burgers along with the bottle of BBQ sauce, metal spatula and an additional plate of toasted buns wasn’t the problem.

No, there wasn’t a problem with any element of the dinner.

The problem was the raised-voice discussion happening over in the living room that was edging into full-on argument territory. Eventhat wouldn’t have been an issue if it was Edgar and Paul doing their usual arguing brothers act. Or Brent and Paul. Or Brent and Edgar. Or Ollie and just about anyone cause she could never admit being wrong about something.

It was Gemma and Edgar.

That was the problem. Mostly because you knew Edgar was a bit of a stubborn idiot and had no idea what he was getting into arguing with Gemma because she’d been playing the nice, sweet, bubbly girlfriend so far.

Sabrina was leaning against the bannister to the stairs when you walked in and she glanced over at you with a slightly self-satisfied smile, which just signalled to you that Gemma was obviously in the right and Sabrina wasn’t about to cockblock your girlfriend from winning. You had to groan as you stepped quickly over to the kitchen and set down the meat on the counter. Corey shot you a look as if he was worried you were going to overreact; Victoria was with him and you had a feeling she had probably retreated from the confrontation as soon as it started.

Now with your hands emptied you went over to the living area.

“John, fucking finally!” Edgar said loudly. “Get your girlfriend-”

“Don’t try and pull that shit, you little weasel,” Gemma interrupted him. “John isn’t some voice of authority over me that you can just call in to save your ass from embarrassment. And it’s a little pathetic that just because you’re wrong you would resort to misogyny to try and save face in front of… oh look, no one! Because your brother is laughing his ass off at you right along with Brent and Ollie already said she agrees with me.”

Gemma was sitting on one couch, sitting forward a little aggressively as she stared across the coffee table at Edgar. It wasn’t a glare; you’d seen her glare. It was just her totally engaged. Edgar, on the other hand, was clearly frustrated and off balance in the conversation. He was blustering a little and looking away a lot, and you would have bet if he was white he would have been flushed red. Instead, he was doing that thing you’d noticed that he and Paul did, pursing his lips in frustration, and you had to wonder if they’d picked that up from a parent or if it was a cultural thing.

Paul and Brent, meanwhile, were on the other couch and were both in absolute tears as they covered their faces trying not to openly break into laughter. Ollie was smirking and leaning back, sitting next to Gemma on the couch with her arms folded over her chest looking all the world like she was completely happy to just watch Edgar get taken apart after she’d argued with him over dumb shit so many times in the past.

“Don’t call me a weasel,” Edgar said. “That’s fucking racist, and just because you aren’t from America doesn’t mean you can just pretend to be better than us.”

“I neveronce suggested that,” Gemma said. “And since when is calling you a weasel racist? I didn’t say youlook like one, or that your race has some sort of similarity to one. I saidyou, as an individual, are acting like a misogynistic weasel by trying toweasel your way out of admitting you’re wrong by trying to get my boyfriend to check me. Guess what, if John were an abusive asshole who would do something like that, he wouldn’t be having threesomes every night.”

That broke Brent and Paul, who started howling their laughter.

“What is this even about?” you asked with an exasperated smile.

“Edgar said the Nigerian film industry is the most successful one in the world,” Ollie said. “And Gemma corrected him by pointing out that Nollywood isn’t even the highest producing one.”

“It’s Bollywood, then Nollywood, then China, then Japan, then Hollywood,” Gemma said. “And that’s only on the number of films produced, not quality. And the only reason Nollywood is even second is because they produceso much trash.”

“Gemma took a class on the Entertainment Industry for her degree back home,” Sabrina said from behind you.

“This whole thing is about… movies,” you deadpanned.

“She’s being racist! She’s saying our cultural heritage is trash!” Edgar argued.

“Our moviesare trash!” Paul laughed at his brother. “I mean, they areclassic, memey trash, but they are trash. Everyone knows that.”

“Alright, whatever,” you sighed. “Food is up, it’s time for dinner.”

Gemma stood up and came to you, kissing you on the cheek. “Sorry, love,” she whispered.

“I know,” you whispered back and squeezed her fingers.

Ollie followed her and winked at you, mouthing,’I like her even more now.’ Brent and Paul both followed, heading for the kitchen and wiping at the tears in their eyes.

You looked down at Edgar, who was still looking uncomfortable and unhappy. “Ed,” you said. “I don’t care if you argue with Gemma or Sabrina about whatever. But if you ever insinuate that they need to be checked by me, or if you try and ‘check them’ yourself with anything but civil discourse, I’ll deck you.”

He gave you a snotty little look and you just shook your head and turned, wanting to get past the whole thing with a good cheeseburger and time with your friends.

Chapter 285

Dinner started out a little awkward down at one end of the big table that you were all crowded around mainly because Edgar ended up sitting next to Victoria and Corey, who handled conflict the worst in the group. You, Sabrina and Gemma were at the other end, and Ollie, Paul and Brent were the buffers between the two sides.

Sabrina, Brent and Gemma tried their best to make things smooth over quickly as you all started chowing down on the burgers, chopped veggies and other snacks. Paul, on the other hand, seemed like he could sense his younger brother was currently on tilt and couldn’t help but throw a few barbs his way. You almost wanted to tell him off for doing it, but after the way Edgar had assumed you would ‘check’ Gemma you weren’t in the mood to get in between the brothers.

Thankfully things mellowed out relatively quickly and everyone, and whether that was the booze or the concerted efforts to make it so you weren’t sure. Soon everyone was talking about the beach, and people they’d seen, and the girls were considering going shopping the next day. Then the conversation shifted to talking about going out that night, and as the food disappeared more drinks hit the table.

You, Corey and Victoria had done the most for dinner, and since you, Sabrina and Gemma had prepped brunch earlier, that meant it was the guys’ turn to do the clean-up. You weren’t exactly sure why, but Ollie ended up letting Edgar off the hook and offered to help Paul and Brent. The younger brother took advantage of that and disappeared into the basement to get ready to go out.

Gemma and Sabrina seemed to have a silent conversation with just a few looks, and then they both kissed you on the cheek and excused themselves, pulling Victoria under their wings and hustling upstairs to go get ready.

“Outside?” Corey asked you.

“Yeah, sure,” you nodded, following him out. It was funny, Corey was probably the guy you trusted the most in general within your group of friends but was also the guy you knew the least overall. This weekend, being in a relationship yourself, you felt more of a kinship with him than you ever had before and you got where he was coming from.

The two of you headed out and around the side of the house, following the little path to the cramped garden and backyard where a small hot tub stood amongst the greenery.

“That’s going to see some use tomorrow, I bet,” you said.

“Or tonight, depending on when we get back,” Corey chuckled. “Your girlfriends stole mine away again though.”

“Yeah, I think Gemma felt bad about the argument,” you said. “Not that it happened, obviously. But about the impression it would give you and Victoria.”

“Hey, I heard the whole thing,” Corey sighed. “She wasn’t unreasonable, and you know Edgar. Victoria… honestly, I love her like nothing else, but if just alittle bit of Gemma rubs off on her that would be a good thing. She needs to stand up for herself more.”

“Well, be careful what you wish for,” you said. “Because Sabrina is only a hair less argumentative than Gemma.”

“Really?” Corey asked. “I wouldn’t have thought so.”

You snorted and smirked. “So, my roommate for the summer is this guy named Mosche, and he goes to a lot of open mics at comedy clubs in the city…”

By the time you were finished telling the story; providing the parts about the time it was just you and Gemma, and then you, Gemma and Sabrina, Corey was laughing and shaking his head incredulously at the same time.

“I couldn’t ever do that,” he said. “I mean, I’d be embarrassed just getting the attention from a comedian on stage, but arguing back and forth? And God, Victoria would absolutelydie.”

“They’ll both make excellent lawyers,” you grinned. “Especially in the courtroom, if they go that way. They’re both so fucking smart, and quick-witted, and totally unafraid of speaking their minds.”

“You really do love them,” Corey grinned at you.

“I really do,” you nodded.

“Hey now, don’t stop complimenting us,” Gemma said, coming around the corner of the house. She was dressed in one of her flowy summer dresses.

“How long have you been there?” you asked.

“Long enough to know you’re still smitten with me,” Gemma smiled, coming to you and leaning up to kiss you firmly on the lips. “Just like I am with you.”

“I guess I don’t need to sing his praises then, huh?” Corey asked.

“Nope. I’m sold,” Gemma grinned at him. “And, by the way, so is your Victoria. That girl is so in love with you it isn’t funny.”

That made Corey beam and look away sheepishly. “Yeah, it’s… pretty great.”

“Now, you men need to come upstairs,” Gemma said, taking your hand and pulling you back towards the door as she wiggled a finger for Corey to follow too.

“What’s up?” you asked.

“Nothing much,” Gemma smiled. “Your girlfriends just want to ensure you approve of our clubbing outfits.”

You glanced back at Corey. “Uh oh.”

“I didn’t know Victoria even brought a clubbing outfit,” Corey said.

“She didn’t,” Gemma said. “But Sabrina and I put together an outfit for her – the fact that she had my tits but Sabrina’s waistline is a little ridiculous.”

“Hey, you won’t hear me complaining,” Corey laughed as you stepped back into the house. The guys and Ollie were just finishing up the kitchen.

“Well, she’s waiting in your room,” Gemma waved Corey towards the stairs. “Tell her exactly what you think, cause she could use a confidence boost.”

Corey nodded and started bounding up the stairs, but you slipped your arm around Gemma and pulled her close, kissing her cheek. “You know I love your waistline and hips,” you murmured to her.

“I know, love,” Gemma said with a smile, looking up at you. “And I’m not jealous of Sabrina or Victoria, the skinny bitches. That girl’s proportions are just a little ridiculous in general is all. She also doesn’t have much of a butt.”

“Hmmm,” you hummed a laugh, grabbing hers through her dress.

“Hey!” Ollie said, heading past the two of you as she went to the stairs to go up. “No grabass in the public areas unless everyone gets a grab.”

“Careful what you wish for, Ollie,” Gemma said. “I grab back and don’t let go.”

That made Ollie laugh as she climbed the stairs.

“I like her,” Gemma said. “She’s a good friend for you.”

“I know she is,” you said with a grin.

Chapter 286

It turned out the ‘fashion show’ thing wasn’t just for Corey and Victoria. Gemma led you up to your bedroom and Sabrina was just finishing her makeup in the en suite bathroom – the counter space was actually kind of small in there so they weren’t able to get ready together like they usually did.

“Wow, baby,” you grinned as she came out a minute later. “Going all out tonight, huh?”

“Gotta make sure I show off for you, Daddy,” she teased you, sticking out her tongue between her teeth. “What do you think of my outfit? It wasn’t what I thought I’d wear out, but Victoria borrowed my skirt.”

“I think you look fantastic,” you said. She was wearing an off-the-shoulder white crop top with a graphic ‘LA’ across the front, along with her low-riding jeans and a pair of heels. She’d also put on a pair of silver hoop earrings and had a couple of slim braids mixed into her otherwise loose, dark hair. “I’m getting posh rocker rave girl vibes.”

“Not quite what I was going for, but close enough and it sounds hot,” Sabrina said, coming over to you and pursing her lips. You leaned down and kissed her sweetly as she smiled.

“I do have one question though,” you said.

“What’s that?” she asked, her eyes bright.

Your question wasn’t with your words – instead, you slid your hands up from her waist and over her bare skin, under her crop top and up to her tits. Sabrina bit her lip naughtily as you felt her bare nipples between your thumbs and forefingers. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Baby, I love how you think,” you said. “But if we’re dancing I don’t want any chance of you flashing a bunch of random pricks. And especially not the guys. Could you put on a bikini top or something for me, please?”

Sabrina pouted playfully. “Alright,” she sighed. “I was just thinking of us having some fun on the dance floor again.”

“You can have all the fun you wantwith a bikini top,” Gemma said from the bathroom. She’d stripped off her sundress when she’d headed in there and was doing her own makeup, and you had a clear view of her thong-clad butt as she leaned towards the mirror. “I agree with John, I don’t want you flashing randos either. Those titties are ours.”

“OK, OK,” Sabrina said. “I’ll put on a bikini top.”

“And not the teeny tiny one,” Gemma said, turning and looking out at the two of you. Sabrina made a face and stuck out her tongue at your Aussie girlfriend. “Yeah,” Gemma laughed. “I know how you think, baby.”

Sabrina rolled her eyes and went over to her bags to find the top she would use, and you went into the bathroom and hugged Gemma from behind while being careful not to disrupt her makeup application.

“You know, I think I might love you,” you said with a smile, meeting her eye in the mirror.

“That’s pretty handy,” Gemma said with a smile. “‘Cause I think I might love you too, love.”

“What are you wearing tonight?” you asked.

“You’ll see in a minute,” she teased. “But I promise I’ll look as hot as Sabrina does.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t doubt that for a second,” you said. “I was just thinking that you’ve wanted to do what me and Sabrina did that one time.”

“Love, I really do,” Gemma said. “But not while we’re out with your friends. I don’t mind them knowing… I guess what they already know about us. But I’m not risking themseeing it, OK?”

“OK,” you agreed, leaning down and starting to kiss on her neck and shoulder.

“Agreed?”

“Yes, agreed.”

“I’m serious, love,” Gemma said, stopping the application of her lipstick and looking at you in the mirror.

“I know,” you said, grinning at her. “You think I would force you or something?”

“No,” Gemma sighed. “I’m more telling myself, ’cause I know with a few more drinks and if I see an opportunity I might want to risk it. So don’t let me, OK?”

“OK,” you agreed. “Dancing only tonight.”

“Until we get home,” Gemma grinned.

You went back out into the room and Sabrina was just putting her shirt back on, having used a simple black bikini top to give her a modicum more modesty. You proved to her that it wasn’tthat much of a barrier by kissing her firmly and sliding your hands up her sides again, palming her tits over the thin fabric and tweaking her nipples just as easily as you had when she was naked.

When Gemma came out all glammed up she made you wait for a kiss as she wanted her liquid lipstick to dry a little more. She was already wearing a pretty lingerie bra and thong combo, and she quickly put on a black dress that had a sort of velvet quality to it and had a formed corset for a top nut only just came down onto her thighs, showing off her tanned legs. She covered her bra straps by adding a crochet fishnet shrug over her shoulders and arms, and Sabrina quickly went to work on her hair to help her get it just right.

“What do you think, love?” Gemma asked, turning to you with a smile. She’d paired the dress and shrug with a sexy pair of heels and gold hoop earrings that looked the same as Sabrina’s silver ones.

“I think I’m the luckiest man alive,” you said. “God, you two.”

They both grinned and you ended up in a three-way hug. Then they both grabbed your ass at the same time and squeezed, laughing.

“Nowyou need to get all dolled up for us, love,” Gemma said.

“And you can take your time,” Sabrina said. “The longer you take, the longer we can make out.” She pushed Gemma lightly back towards the bed as they both giggled and teased you. All you could do was sigh and shake your head, then head for the washroom to tidy yourself up. No doubt they had already picked out an outfit for you.

Chapter 287

The guys, of course, were ready way before the rest of you and were already two beers further in as they waited downstairs. Gemma and Sabrina didn’t actually start making out – at least not fully. You distinctly heard some kissing noises from in the washroom. But they both went to offer Ollie some help getting ready, leaving you an outfit laid out on the bed.

You decided to ignore the fact that they didn’t put underwear out for you and put on some briefs.

You found the guys, who immediately got a beer into your hand. Corey and Victoria were the next to come down and the other guys went a little quiet when they saw her. Victoria was wearing a very cute top that Gemma had lent her – it was a crop that hugged her chest and collar tightly, rising into a lace-like turtleneck, and had full lace sleeves with cutouts to leave her shoulders bare but didn’t show any cleavage. She was also wearing a cute, high-waisted and pleated black skirt borrowed from Sabrina. It came down to about three-quarters of the way down her thighs, giving her good coverage while still looking sexy, and she’d paired it with a pair of tight black boots that rose to her knees.

“Wow, Vic,” you said. “You look absolutely stunning.”

“Thanks,” she said with a shy smile, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

Corey was just behind her, beaming proudly. Obviously the girls had gotten Victoria out of her shell as, on the rare occasion she did come out on the town back at University, she usually wore loose, drapey dresses that hid her figure.

Ollie and the girls only took a couple minutes longer, and you had to stop yourself from staring at the amount of cleavage Ollie was showing off. Her hair was pulled tight on the back of her head and gathered into a cute poof of a ponytail at the back of her head, and she was wearing a slinky black and silver dress with long spaghetti strap shoulders and a deep V neckline. Half her tits had to be showing, and considering her considerably large bust that was alot of tit. It also hugged the rest of her in a flattering way and cut into whooshy, feathery bits at her knees that you were sure would look great on the dance floor. The whole ensemble was extremely sexy, and her warm brown skin was shimmering from some sort of glitter as she smirked at all of you guys.

“Holy tits,” Paul said as his eyes went wide.

“Yes they are,” Ollie laughed, sticking out her tongue. “So get a good look now, ’cause if I catch you guys trying to get a peek down my top I’ll knee you in the balls.”

Edgar, who had been on the receiving end of that move once before from her, immediately looked away.

With the girls all wearing heels, and Corey being the soberest, it was decided that he would drive the girls to the club while you and the guys took the ten-minute walk. With you being the second-soberest, you led the boys after getting quick kisses from Gemma and Sabrina, along with a punch in the arm and a smirk from Ollie.

The boys were eager after seeing a lot of folks your age, or age-ish, down at the beach so the ten-minute walk only ended up taking eight, and soon you were coming up on the club. It was a decent-sized building a block away from the beach and you had a feeling it doubled as a bar during the day, but now it was set up with lots of Tiki motifs outside and had a line set up. The girls and Corey were waiting for you, and you all piled into the line together and were laughing and chatting as you waited to get in. A trio of ladies had gotten in line behind you and soon Paul, Brent and Edgar were flirting with them hard.

“I’m going to kiss that one before we go home for the night,” Ollie muttered to you and Sabrina with a smirk as she nodded towards one of the ladies. She was wearing a rainbow bikini top underneath a fishnet tank top, along with black booty shorts, and had a half dozen tattoos across her body.

“I dunno,” you said. “She seems into Brent.”

“Nah. She’s a total lesbian,” Ollie said. “She’s just going to accept the free drinks.”

“She’s also glanced at Ollie and Gemma’s cleavage like six times,” Sabrina whispered with a little smirk of her own.

“Oh, don’t look now,” Ollie smirked. “She likes the looks of your cute little booty too.”

“She does?” Sabrina asked with a smile, pointedly not looking back.

“Hey, it’s a nice booty,” Ollie said.

“You two mind not flirtingright in front of me?” you asked with a chuckle.

“Shhh, baby,” Sabrina laughed. “I’m getting compliments here.” To mollify you she hugged your arm a little tighter with hers and kissed it since you were standing arm in arm.

Gemma was still acting as a secondary buffer for Victoria, so once you all ended up getting into the club there was a bit of a dispersal as your large group filtered in and headed for different parts of the bar. The place continued the tiki theme inside, with a long, colourful bar splitting the front half of the space and the DJ and dance area in the back, a little darker and sparkling with club lighting. You ended up buying Sabrina and Ollie’s first drinks, and once the three of you found a standing table Corey, Gemma and Victoria joined you.

“So, who wants to make a bet?” Gemma asked. “The boys are already off and running – which of them is actually going to get a number or better tonight?”

The bids started coming in as the six of you settled into the space and started having fun.

Chapter 288

The thing about going out with Gemma and Sabrina together to any bar was that they got hit on. It was annoying but somewhat understandable. You would never have assumed that a guy with two girls was datingboth of them. Going out with one or the other you never had that problem – well, other than that first time with Gemma. But it was obvious that you were together.

Three people weren’t so obvious.

Three people in a group were even less obvious. Gemma was splitting her time between you and Corey and Victoria. Sabrina was doing the same with Ollie. You weren’t lacking for attention at all, one or the other of your girlfriends was always holding your hand, leaning in to whisper with you and trade quick kisses, or dancing with you lightly next to the table without heading over to the dance floor yet.

That didn’t stop guys from coming over to the table. Sabrina, Gemma and Ollie all got propositioned several times by random guys offering them drinks or dances. None of them would accept, surprising the guys, and sending them on their way. And every time, well at least with Gemma and Sabrina, it made you smile as they would look back to you with a look that said, ‘Sorry, baby. You’re all that I want and everyone should know it.’

“Alright, I think it’s time,” Sabrina finally said as she pulled you back into a conversation with Ollie.

“Time for what?” you asked.

“To find Ollie a hot chick’s mouth to stick her tongue in,” Sabrina grinned.

“I already said I don’t need a wing woman!” Ollie laughed.

“Well, you’ve got one anyways,” Sabrina said. “John, take Gemma to the dance floor for a bit. I’m gonna want my turn when we’re finished.”

“Alright, baby,” you said, and she leaned in and kissed you firmly before pulling back with a big smile. She winked and then looped her arm with Ollie and led her towards the bar.

“Gemma, love,” you said, leaning over the other way and catching the attention of the others. “Sabrina hasordered us to get our butts to the dance floor.”

Gemma laughed and took your hand. “Well, if she ordered.” Then she turned to Victoria. “Do you want to come dancing?”

“OK,” Victoria smiled and nodded, and Corey kissed her on the cheek. The four of you abandoned your table, which was bound to get taken by someone else within seconds, and headed for the dance floor.

You’d sort of been hoping for some more intimate dancing with Gemma, but you ended up in a little group with Corey and Victoria as well and just had fun with it. Gemma spent her time encouraging and teasing Victoria to have fun as much as she spent dancing with you, and you couldn’t begrudge her the fact that she was being sogood with the shy girl. Then a heavier dance beat came on and she forced Victoria to put her arms around Corey to dance closer, then came to you.

“Love you, love,” she said into your ear and then kissed it.

“Love you too, love,” you said back, wrapping your arms around her waist and pulling her close before sliding your hands over her ass.

She laughed warmly and started to grind with you lightly, one hand up and hooked around your neck as her other hand slid back to yours on her ass and encouraged you to grip her tighter. Her tits were pressed to your chest and she looked absolutely gorgeous in the flashing lights of the club as the two of you moved to the beat of the music.

Unfortunately, Victoria and Corey didn’t have the dancing stamina of the two of you and as soon as the song ended they motioned that they were heading to the bar. Gemma rolled her eyes slightly to you with a little smile as if to say, ‘Lightweights!’ and she took your hand to follow them. You passed by Sabrina and Ollie as they were chatting with four ladies, two of whom looked like they had boyfriends, and Sabrina shot you a grin and a wink. You also spotted Edgar and Brent talking with the three ladies from the line but didn’t see Paul anywhere.

Gemma bought you your drink this time, and soon you, Corey and Victoria had found a new table to stand around. You could tell Gemma wanted to get back out onto the dance floor with the way she was tapping to the beat of the music and bumping you with her hip softly as she very slightly danced in place, but she was also all in on being the Victoria-Whisperer.

You were surprised when Brent and Sabrina came over to your table together. “What’s up?”

“Well, Ollie was right,” Sabrina said with a smirk. “She didn’t need a wing woman.”

“She just walked up to the chick I was talking with for the last hour and asked her if she wanted to make out, and they just started kissing right there in front of me!” Brent said.

“It was kind of awesome,” Sabrina laughed.

“Sorry, dude,” you chuckled and shook your head, patting him on the shoulder.

“It’s whatever,” Brent sighed. “There’s always another hush in the sea.”

“Well, now that I’m not wing-womaning Ollie, I can help you out,” Sabrina offered. “Unless you’re toomanly for that?”

“Hell no!” Brent said. “Find me a lady!”

Sabrina started chatting a little quieter with Brent as they scoped out who was around, but they were interrupted when the guys from the beach showed up. Paul was with them, and soon your little table was crowded as everyone was saying hello and one of them went and bought a couple pitchers of beer.

It became almost impossible to have a proper conversation, as everyone was talking and laughing over each other and the music, but you briefly caught some of their names and promptly forgot them. Brent told the story about Ollie stealing his girl, and Paul claimed he’d seen it coming from a mile away, which brought on an argument about Gay-dar and if it was the same knowing if guys or girls were gay.

You found that ironic because the guys from the other group were all eyeing Sabrina and Gemma and flirting with them. You were about to say something when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket.

Sabrina: Don’t worry, baby. I’ll deal with it 😉

Pursing your lips a little, you raised your eyebrow and glanced across the table at Sabrina. She met your eye and gave one of her teasing, evil little smirks.

This should be interesting.

Chapter 289

The flirting went on for another five minutes or so, and it got to the point that not only were Corey and Victoria shooting glances over at you, but so were Paul and Brent. Gemma and Sabrina weren’t quite flirting back, but they weren’t shutting it down. The thing was, you also noticed that they were slowly moving toward each other.

You had no idea what their plan was, or even how they had come up with a plan.

Sabrina had just slipped around one of the guys and was now standing one person away from Gemma when the main talker from earlier at the beach leaned in to put his elbow on the table, turning full-on towards Gemma.

“So,” he said. “Are you just here for a year, or did you move here permanently? Because I think your accent is fucking hot.”

“I’m leaving soon, actually,” Gemma said with a slightly raised eyebrow. “End of the summer.”

“Oh, that’s too bad,” the guy said, and you could tell that he didn’t mean that in the slightest. You could practically see the concept of hooking up with Gemma with no strings attached over the weekend floating through his brain. “So how do you find American guys compared to back home in Britain?”

That almost made you choke as you took a sip of your beer. Plenty of people commented on Gemma’s accent, especially while you were out, but no one had ever mistaken her for being British.

“Oh, I luv Bri’ish lads,” Gemma said, slipping into a terrible cockney accent. “But you American blokes, well, there’s sommat so manly ’bout a cowboy.”

“Oh yeah?” the guy asked, completely unphased by the accent and wording change. “So you like cowboys, huh? Ever heard that song ‘Save a horse, ride a cowboy?'”

“Are ye daft or sommat?” Gemma laughed, still putting on the accent. “Everyone knows Big and Rich, it’s a classic song!”

“Well, what do you think? Want to hit the dance floor, see if it fits?” the guy asked.

“Actually,” Sabrina cut in, elbowing her way past the last guy between her and Gemma. “I was planning on taking my girlfriend to the dance floor. Right, baby?” Then she kissed Gemma, and Gemma kissed her back, reaching up and running her fingers into the hair at the nape of Sabrina’s neck to deepen the kiss as they swapped spit and battled tongues.

“Holy shit,” one of the other guys said heavily.

“Mmmmph,” Gemma moaned as she pressed a little forward to finish the kiss, then pulled away a little but had Sabrina’s lower lip caught between her teeth for a moment longer before letting it go. “I wouldlove to go to the dance floor, baby.”

“That is so hot,” another one of the guys said.

“So you two are an item?” the first guy asked. “That’s cool.”

“Oh, we’revery much an item,” Sabrina said, wrapping her arms around Gemma and putting her hands on Gemma’s tits teasingly. “Right, baby?”

“Absolutely, honey,” Gemma grinned, pecking her lips again before turning to the guy. “But, I mean, a girl can only do so much with another girl. We love having threesomes.”

“Y-y-y-you do?” the guy asked, his eyes going wide in delight.

“All the time,” Sabrina said with a little smirk.

“Holy fucking shit,” one of the guys repeated. Most of the table had gone quiet as this played out, and you were having a hard time not busting out a grin and laugh as the girls played with the guy like lionesses considering a kill.

“Honestly,” Gemma said. “I can’t wait for Sabrina to sit on my face as I take our big dick tonight.”

“Uh-huh?” the guy asked. “So, then do youboth want to hit the dance floor?”

“Oh,we do,” Gemma said, then turned to you and held out her hand. “Come on, love. Sabrina and I want to grind up on you just like your loving girlfriends should.”

“Happy to, love,” you said, taking her hand and letting her pull you past a couple of the guys. She got a hand behind your neck and pulled you into a deep kiss, and as soon as that finished you were kissing Sabrina as well. Then they both took your hands and pulled you from the table and towards the dancefloor.

“Holy fucking shit!” that one guy said, loudly. “That dude is theman.”

You left it to Brent, Paul and Corey to explain what had just happened to the guys as you hit the dance floor with your girls.

“Love you, baby,” Sabrina half shouted to you as you found a spot on the dance floor for the three of you.

“Took you long enough, Sabrina,” Gemma said. “He was calling meBritish!”

“Sorry, baby,” Sabrina said and kissed Gemma briefly. “I was just waiting for the right set-up.”

“You two are crazy,” you said, taking each of them by the hand and spinning them in place before pulling them into your arms as the three of you started dancing.

Dancing with the three of you wasn’t quite as hot as one-on-one time in the same sort of intimate way. It was different because it required a little more coordination and a little more mindfulness to keep everyone involved. In reality, it wasn’t so different from your threesomes, so you were practised hands at it. Sometimes the three of you would dance together. Sometimes one of the girls would grind her ass against you while the other danced with her in front. Sometimes the girls sandwiched you between them.

Sabrina liked to make you and Gemma kiss on the dance floor. Gemma liked to watch Sabrina grind her ass on you. You were loving how touchy and kissy they were with each other – every week they got closer not just physically, but emotionally. You were truly in a throuple now not just in name, but in action, and seeing them together was as pleasing to you as being with one of them.

“Ollie,” Sabrina shouted suddenly, breaking away from the two of you for a moment as she went into the crowd and came back pulling Ollie with her. “How did it go?”

Ollie smirked and sucked a couple of her fingers into her mouth naughtily before laughing.

“Really?” Gemma asked, offering her a high five. “Where?”

“Out back,” Ollie said loudly, nodding towards an emergency exit that was propped open both for air and access to a smoker’s area. “She gave me her number, I might call her tomorrow.”

“No more hooking up tonight?” Sabrina asked.

“Are you kidding me? If we went further tonight I’d be in a relationship tomorrow,” Ollie said. “Lesbians areclingy if we aren’t careful.”

“You don’t say,” Gemma laughed. “Dance with us?”

“OK,” Ollie grinned, and soon the four of you were dancing loosely, occasionally partnering off a little as you all laughed and smiled, enjoying the loud music and sweaty press of the dance floor.

Chapter 290

Of course it was Sabrina that pushed things. You were dancing with her, while Gemma was dancing close with Ollie but in a fun way, when Sabrina put her hands on yours on her hips and pulled them up her torso. At first, you thought she just wanted to feel your hands on her bare skin between her low-riding jeans and the crop top, but your brunette girlfriend never took things slow. It didn’t take long for her to lead your hands up under the hem of her crop top.

Gemma saw it happening, pursing her lips and rolling her eyes a little at you and Sabrina. For your part, Sabrina was rotating her ass and hips back against you so it was kind of hard to formulate a strong argument against what was happening. Soon she had your hands over her tits and she craned her neck back and to the side to ask you for a kiss. Soon you were making out on the dance floor as you felt her up.

Then she bit your lip, harder than just a tease, and when you pulled away she gave you a hungry look.

“Switch!” Gemma declared, pulling Sabrina away by her hands and taking her place. Sabrina almost looked stunned for a moment and then burst out a loud laugh, shook her head and turned to Ollie, taking her hands and dancing with her.

Gemma leaned into you, pulling you close as she wrapped her arms around your neck to pull you down a little so she could speak into your ear. “Little much there for themiddle of the dance floor, baby?”

“Probably,” you replied, using your hands on her hips to pull her a little close so she could feel your hard cock pressing against her front through your clothes. “I don’t think I was thinking with the right head.”

“Uurrrgh, you’re supposed to be not tempting me like that,” Gemma growled a little. “God, I want to get my mouth on that right now.”

“Want to head out?” you asked. “Sabrina probably wouldn’t complain.”

Gemma hesitated, then shook her head. “Not yet,” she said. “We’re still having fun. Have you really never fucked Ollie?”

The sharp turn in the conversation surprised you and you pulled back slightly to look at Gemma. “Definitely not,” you said. “Full lesbian, remember?”

“Yeah, I know,” she said. “You guys just have this comfortable vibe. It’s OK we’re dancing with her, right?”

At that moment Sabrina was bent over in front of Ollie, grinding her ass back at the thicker girl as she made a face with her tongue stuck out.

You smirked and gave a little snort at Sabrina’s antics. “As long as it stays just dancing fun,” you said. “I don’t think any of you would betray me like that, but you’re all looking extra hot tonight and ‘one thing led to another’ is a bad reason that gets used too often.”

“Just fun,” Gemma nodded. “She’s fun. Honestly, I’m jealous that you and Sabrina get to be friends with her next year. I’m going to miss you so much.”

“I know,” you said, hoping this wasn’t an alcohol-fueled turn in her emotions. You pulled her into a proper hug and buried your face against the side of her head and took a deep breath, the smell of her shampoo filling your nose. “I’m going to miss you too, love.”

She kissed your exposed neck, and then higher as she pulled you forward a little so she could reach your lips until you were kissing deeply. She was clinging to you, neither of you dancing.

Then Gemma was being pulled away lightly, and you both stopped kissing to see it was Sabrina looking at you with a little concerned frown. “Bathroom?” she asked Gemma after she saw a soft sheen of tears starting to build in her eyes. Gemma nodded, and Sabrina took her hand while grabbing yours with her other, giving you a squeeze and a reassuring look before pulling her away.

“What was that about?” Ollie asked.

“I think it was just worrying about the end of the summer,” you said. “She likes you too, you know.”

“Oh, I know,” Ollie said with a grin. “You really are a lucky fuck, you know that?”

“I do! God, I do,” you laughed. “Drink?”

Ollie agreed, and the two of you headed off the dance floor and you bought the both of you a beer before looking around for your friends. You spotted the other guys from the beach first, but then you noticed Paul and Edgar talking over at another table. Nodding towards them, you and Ollie headed over.

“What’s up?” you asked as you got closer and saw that the brothers were arguing.

“Nothing,” Edgar said.

“He thinks some chick might hook up with him,” Paul said. “He wants to bring her back to our place, but he’s sleeping on the couch in the basement and wants me and Paul to give up our bed. And that’s definitely not happening.”

“Fuck, talk about being an asshole,” Edgar growled. “What about you, Ollie? Mind taking the couch for a night?”

“Dude, all the power to you to hook up, but there’s no fucking way you’re fucking in my bed,” Ollie said. “What’s wrong with the basement couch?”

“Are you kidding me?” Edgar asked.

“Fair,” Ollie shrugged.

Edgar’s gaze turned to you.

“Don’t even ask, dude. There’s three of us in our room,” you said.

“Gah!” Edgar threw up his hands in frustration.

“What’s wrong with her place?” you asked.

“She doesn’t want to go to her place,” Edgar said. “I think she might be a local and live with her parents or something.”

“Puh-lease tell me you aren’t hooking up with a high school girl with a fake ID right now,” Paul said.

“I-” Edgar started, but hesitated. “No, she talks about going to State. She can’t be in high school.”

“I dunno, dude,” Ollie said. “I might try and get a look at her license or something. Last thing you need is Daddy Dearest coming looking for you.”

“Oh, fuck you guys,” Edgar said. “I’ll just take her down to the beach or something.”

“That actually sounds pretty romantic,” Ollie said. “Just watch out for the sand.”

Edgar shot the three of you a pair of middle fingers as he gave you all a deadpan look and backed away to go find his girl.

“That is trouble waiting to happen,” you said.

“Whatever,” Paul sighed. “He can make his own mistakes.”

“How about you, buddy?” Ollie asked. “Any chica’s looking for a tall, dark Nigerian roast tonight?”

“No,” Paul sighed with a shake of his head.

“Let’s see if we can fix that,” Ollie said. “Come on.”

You didn’t want to ask where Paul would take a girl considering he was sharing a bed with Brent.

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