Fucking Becca; Part 5, and a hiccup

“You’re a pretty good kisser,” you chuckled.

Becca had just bit your lip playfully as you made out and was grinning a feral little smile as you were nose to nose. You were both working your hips quickly; you thrusting into Gemma as she pinched her thighs around your waist. Becca writhing her hips, grinding her pussy across the blonde’s lips.

“You’re pretty good too,” Becca laughed.

You leaned in to kiss her again, resealing the triangle you were forming with your bodies, but you let go of Gemma’s waist and grabbed Becca’s tits hard. She groaned and pressed her chest further towards you, asking for me. Your fingers found her nipples and clamped onto them, wiggling them back and forth.

Becca came, just a small one this time, and collapsed towards you so you caught her and held her up. Then she gasped and breathlessly chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” you asked, still thrusting.

“She’s tonguing my ass now,” Becca said. “Your girlfriend is a nasty girl, you lucky fuck.”

“Well, she is from down under,” you joked.

Gemma slapped your thigh at the Australia joke.

“That’s it,” Gemma crooned. “Take that dick.”

“Guuuh,” Becca groaned.

You were standing in the middle of the room, holding Becca from behind as you slowly pierced her cunt from behind, feeling her ass press firmer and firmer against your pelvis until you were completely seated inside her. “God,” you grunted.

This was apparently Gemma’s new favourite position to watch you fuck someone in. She’d found it extremely hot to watch you fucking Maeve, sitting on the floor in front so she could see you looming over the woman’s shoulder, and watch the woman’s expressions, her tits jiggling and your cock spearing into her. Now she was doing the same with Becca for the first time you properly fucked your cock into her roommate.

“You like that, Becca?” Gemma asked quietly while running her hands up Becca’s stomach to her tits, teasing them with light fingers. “You’ve been a cockteasing little slut for months, and now you’re finally getting stuffed.”

“I fuckin’ do,” Becca chuckled.

“Better than a dildo, huh?” Gemma smirked.

Becca nodded, hanging her head low as she did it. “Never said it wasn’t. Holy moly, John, your cock feels so fucking warm and big in me. If you told me you had a vibration function too I might just decide to worm my way into your relationship.”

“I don’t have a vibrate function,” you laughed. “But I can do this.” You pulled out about halfway and thrust back in, the move sending tingles up your spine but making a long, loud moan escape her.

“Yeah, that’s pretty good,” she sighed once you were deep in her again and her pussy started to adjust to your invasion. “Still not vibrating, though.”

Gemma laughed and leaned in closer. “How about this?” She licked Becca’s clit.

“Hooooly fuck,” Becca groaned.

“Or this?” Gemma asked, standing up and pressing her tits to Becca’s face.

“Mmffmphgff,” Becca mumbled, playing the ‘smothering’ up as she licked and nuzzled your girlfriend’s cleavage.

“Fuck her hard, love,” Gemma said, grinning at you. “Get her back for all that teasing.”

You winked and grinned, and started to pull back out of Becca again.

“Oh my fucking gawd, why were we fucking waiting?!” Becca exhaled in a near-yell.

You were fucking her from behind again, almost the exact same position as before as you stood behind her, the only thing that had changed was the venue. She was bent over at the waist, her ass clapping against your pelvis as you fucked her now well-used pussy, but she was head-first in the fridge as the chill washed over her warm cheeks, chest and nipples. The sweat you’d both built up probably felt amazing, or awful. It was hard to guess which.

“Because you were being a cockteasing slut, so I needed to make you wait,” Gemma chuckled, coming in from the doorway and running her hand lovingly across Becca’s bare back. “I figured you’d appreciate bringing this back to where it started though.”

“Pretty-” Becca stammered, then gulped. “Pretty good.”

“I think you should probably creampie her again, love,” Gemma said, grinning at me.

“What the fuck!?” From the door to the kitchen near the front door.

“Shit,” you grunted.

“Fuck,” Becca groaned.

“Fuck off, Lucy,” Gemma said.

“Fucking no!” Lucy yelled. “You fucking fuck off, you fucking bitch. Fuck you and your whore and fuck you, John. This is my fucking home and you’re being fucking disgusting in the kitchen. When I tell Charlotte and Becca about this they’ll be disgusted and finally kick you the fuck out even if it is only a day early. Fuck!”

Lucy looked like she was coming home from a date. One that maybe hadn’t gone that well based on her anger. Then again, that could have just been her natural state these days when it came to you and Gemma being anywhere near her life.

One thing that changed the vibe of the situation, of course, was Becca starting to laugh. She stood up, revealing her top half to Lucy. “I don’t think Becca is going to be taking any complaints, Lucy,” she said. Then she started rocking back on your dick again.

Lucy’s jaw dropped and worked soundlessly a few times.

“I’ve also got bad news for you,” Becca said, wincing a little. “This isn’t the first time sex stuff has happened in this kitchen. Charlotte and I do stuff in here, like… maybe not often but often enough. On the counters. At the table. Phallic-shaped vegetables are fun, what can I say?”

Lucy let out a scream the likes of which had to have been cathartic for her. It was loud, and piercing, and tinged with rage. When it ended she was panting.

“Right,” Becca said. “Obviously you’re upset.” She pulled off of your cock and it bobbed in the air, open for Lucy to see. “John’s got a great dick game if you want to get some. You could probably use it, you’ll just need to ask Gemma permission first.”

Lucy’s eyes were locked onto your dick, wide and shocked at the view. Her jaw worked again without any words coming out.

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