Four Pretty Ladies

Saying hello to Tasha was a flurry of hellos - Sabrina, Gemma and Becks had gone back and forth between whether they should answer the door for her in lingerie or naked, or if you should do either of those options. You wearing some of Gemma’s lingerie had even been suggested, and you weren’t sure by who, but thankfully they let you shoot that down quickly with the argument that seeing you in panties and a bra might ruin the mood more than be funny.

In the end, there wasn’t any time to make preparations because Tasha must have caught the elevator up to Sabrina’s floor almost immediately after you guys as she was knocking on the apartment door a minute after you entered. Sabrina answered the door and practically yanked Tasha inside and into a kiss, making the blonde laugh. Gemma was next in line, and she actually grabbed Tasha’s ass as they kissed and picked her up, pressing her against the wall. Tasha moaned as she wrapped her legs around Gemma’s waist and hooked her ankles behind your girlfriend's back.

“God damn,” Becks said. “Now I wish I was a little shorter.”

“We can do that, but fucking,” you said, making her grin and bit the tip of her tongue playfully.

“Hi,” Tasha laughed as her and Gemma finally pulled apart from their kiss.

“Hey, sexy,” Gemma said, letting her down and taking her hand to bring her into the living area. “Tash, honey, this is our very good friend and coworker Becks. Becks, darling, this is our very good friend Tasha.”

“We’ve met, remember?” Tasha said with a lopsided grin. She pulled her hand from Gemma and stepped towards Becks, offering a hug. “It’s nice to see you again, and fuck if you aren’t rocking that dress. Damn, woman.”

“Thanks,” Becks said, giving her a full-bodied hug. “And you’re looking pretty good yourself. Plus it seems like you lost, what, about 90 lbs of dead weight?”

“More like an even hundred or so, and damn it’s good to be free of it,” Tasha said with a smirk. “And my current feeling of freedom and peace with the whole thing is thanks to these three sexual deviants.”

“I think that’s us,” you stage whispered to Sabrina and Gemma.

“Damn right it is,” Tasha said, coming to you and grabbing you by the front of your shirt and pulling you down into a kiss that would have seared your brain at the beginning of the summer - now kisses like that felt like the norm for you, but it was still so good. Your hands had immediately gravitated to Tasha’s hips, but you decided to match her intensity and slid them up her sides to her breasts. She was wearing her ‘standup uniform,’ a simple white blouse that showed off a tasteful bit of cleavage without being slutty, her light leather jacket, and tonight they were paired with a stylish pair of shorts. Your hands slipped under the jacket and cupped Tasha’s perfect tits through her shirt and bra, and she moaned against your lips as you found her nipples with your thumbs and circled them. She responded by letting go of your shirt, sliding her own hands down your front and starting to work on your belt.

She pulled away from the kiss and looked over her shoulder at the others. “I assume you guys want to do some ‘super communication pre-orgy talk about kinks and wants and stuff,’ but you’re just gonna have to accept that it’s happening while I do this.” She dropped to her knees as she pulled your pants and briefs down, your cock bobbing out and she quickly had the head in her mouth. Her first suckle made you go a little light-headed and you groaned deep in your chest as she wove your fingers through her dirty blonde hair.

“Fuuuck,” you grunted.

“Fuck, if I knew that was an option…” Becks laughed.

“Damn it, Tash,” Gemma chuckled.

“I like this girl, she has good instincts,” Becks continued.

“OK, obviously we’re all excited about this,” Sabrina said, shucking off her pantsuit jacket and starting to casually undo her shirt. “And it’s not like the group dynamic here isn’t… known. So let’s just be open about shit and we can get to the fun. You ladies know my boundaries already - it’s not many. Order me around, **** me, spank me, whatever. My butt is off limits but other than that I’m Daddy’s little lovewhore and ready to fuck each of you.”

Tasha slurped off your cock, stroking it slowly as she looked over her shoulder. “I’m ready for anything,” she said. “Including anal, or double penetration, or whatever if you want to bust out the strap-ons. Also, Becks, I kinda have a thing for feet but you don’t need to feel any pressure to do anything with that. Sabrina will probably be getting me to suck her toes and shit though.”

“More like suck cum off my toes,” Sabrina grinned. You could feel Tasha squeeze your cock a little firmer in excitement.

“Sluts, both of you,” Gemma chuckled. “Um, I’m open for whatever too, though I’ll probably hold off on anal - we might have done that last night and I’m still recovering. I won’t say no to a tongue up there though. Otherwise, I expect I’ll probably be wielding a strap-on for some of this.”

“Mmm, yes please, Mistress Gemma,” Becks grinned. Sabrina had her shirt off, and her bra followed, and Becks now peeled the shoulders of her dress down and started to roll the shimmery garment off her body, revealing her tits and making your mouth water a little. “I’m ready for pretty much anything too,” she said. “Anal included. Daddy.”

Tasha, who had gone back to blowing you, hummed a laugh, in on the joke of you not being a fan.

“What about you, Daddy?” Sabrina asked, coming to you in just her slacks and hugging you from the side. Becks had dropped the dress entirely and was sliding her thong down, and Gemma was peeling her own slacks from her ankles, her blouse hanging open and showing off her lacy bra. “It sounds like we’re all ready to be your, and each other’s, little playthings. Anything you want to take off the table?”

“Other than us calling you Daddy,” Becks said, coming around to your other side as she pressed her tits to your arm and kissed your cheek, then looked down and brushed some hair out of Tasha’s face as she grinned at the other woman.

“Don’t try to use anything on my butt,” you said. “And treat each other well.”

“John,” Gemma said with a smirk. She’d taken off her panties, leaving her in just her unbuttoned blouse and bra. “Since when do you need to tell us that? Now, Tash got you in her mouth first, but who do you want to fuck first? Because if it’s not me, I’m gonna go get the strap-on and get one of these other bitches warmed up for you.”

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