Lingerie Variant Path 5 of 5

“I think- God, John- Fuck- I think we’re gonna need to buy this underwear,” Sabrina panted and laughed as you fucked her fast and rough from behind. She stopped licking your cum from Gemma’s tits and chest mainly because she’d already gotten most of it, and now she’d bent lower at the waist so that she could lap her little tongue against Gemma’s pussy. Your Australian girlfriend was sitting with her legs wide, her panties yanked to the side, and they were soaked through from one sex juice or another. Or likely all possible, at least a little bit.

Sabrina’s panties weren’t doing much better down around her knees.

“Shhh,” you hushed her, squeezing her hips roughly as you reamed into her in fast, smooth strokes. You could really fuck her the way you wanted because doing that would smash her ass back against your hips and make that delightful slapping sound that you wanted to hear. Instead, you tried your best to get as deep in her as you could without touching her butt.

“Oh, motherfucker,” Sabrina groaned softly. “I’m- fuck, Daddy, I’m close.”

“It really is starting to be a problem,” Gemma giggled and shook her head.

“Not- my- fault!” Sabrina gasped.

You pressed the thumb of one hand to her asshole without actually pushing in, just rubbing her, and with your other hand you pinched her side in a broad squeeze between your thumb and forefinger.

“Mmmm!” Sabrina squeaked, only muffled by Gemma pushing her down against her pussy. The brunette came hard and fast, her cunt rippling and squeezing and her knees going weak again as it rolled through her. And, because of course she would, you felt her squirt dribbling out of her.

Despite the two of them being mostly naked, you were still practically fully clothed with your cock hanging out of the front of your pants. That meant that Sabrina squirting probably had you looking like you’d pissed yourself.

“Fuck,” you groaned.

“Come in me,” Sabrina begged.

“I’m not there yet,” you said, pulling out of her and helping her down to her knees since her legs were still wobbly.

“My turn, love,” Gemma said, getting down from the stool and kneeling right next to Sabrina and presenting her ass by tilting her hips up at you. The garter belt and stockings did amazing things to her ass and legs, and you made a mental note to buy her another set at some point as a gift for her and yourself.

You went to one knee behind her and pulled her panties further aside, then got your cock into her.

“Mmmm!” Gemma moaned, pushing her face down to the floor where a pile of lingerie had been haphazardly shoved from the stool earlier.

“Don’t drool on it unless you want it,” you groaned as you fucked her with the same hard and smooth mechanical thrusts to keep from clapping against her ass loudly. You reached forward with both hands for a moment and grabbed her by both pigtails, hauling her back up to her hands and further until she was arching her back. Then you lowered her again to the floor as she moaned.

Sabrina got herself more stable on her hands and knees next to Gemma, and then silently asked you for another turn by looking back at you with those big eyes of hers and doing the same hip-tilt thing that Gemma had, raising her ass and pushing her pussy out. You rewarded her by switching over to her, quickly fucking your cock back into her tight little love tunnel, and then swapping back again to Gemma. Soon you were fucking back and forth, giving each of them five or six thrusts and then swapping.

Sabrina started it, but when she leaned over to kiss Gemma they both got into making out quickly.

“OK,” you growled. “Now I’m close.”

“I want it, baby,” Sabrina said, breaking off her kiss with Gemma.

“No, I want it, love,” Gemma said.

“You got one already,” Sabrina complained.

“All over my tits doesn’t count,” Gemma said. “Especially because you got to lick it off of me.”

“MmmmmMmm!” Sabrina moaned whinily.

“Fuck,” you said. “You’ll both get some.”

“Thaaaank you,” Sabrina groaned as you clenched and thrust deep into her, releasing a big blast right into her depths and then pulling out and shooting another two across her cunt lips. The cum immediately started oozing off of and out of her to drip down into the guest of her panties, but you didn’t have time to comprehend that as you were shoving yourself back into Gemma and releasing your pinched hold on your cock, unleashing another big burst of cum into her.

“Ho-ly fuck,” you groaned, feeling the next two shocks of the orgasm unload before you pulled out of her, hotdogging your cock through her puffy and slick pussy lips and snagging the front of her panties with a finger to pull them into place so that you could release the last couple of streaks of cum, along with the oozing dribbles, right against Gemma’s clit and into her panties.

“So good,” Sabrina cooed to herself, and you saw she’d reached down under herself and was teasing her pussy lips and the cum on them. It was still dripping out of her and spattering into her panties that were still caught up around her knees.

Your mind didn’t even think about what you were doing - maybe it was muscle memory from the fast switching you’d been doing between them. One moment you were still pressed against Gemma, the next you had tilted your hips and were pressing your cock through Sabrina’s cum covered lips and fucking into her gooey pussy.

“Ooooooooh yeah that’s good,” Sabrina growled in her throat, losing her balance on her hands and pressing her cheek and chest to the floor.

You pulled out of her and did the same thing to Gemma, yanking the ass of her panties down to do it.

“Yeah,” Gemma nodded slowly and emphatically. “Yeah, that’s one of the best feelings.”

“You two are absolutely filthy,” you chuckled, pulling out of Gemma as you were going soft and falling back on your ass and almost out of the changing room curtain before you caught yourself.

“Nap time,” Sabrina groaned as her hips lowered to the floor.

“Nope,” Gemma said, giving her a slap on the ass. “Not nap time.”

“Mm, fuck!” Sabrina said, blinking awake as she remembered where she was.

It was a bit of a fucking mess in the changing room. The girls' clothes, and the previously purchased schoolgirl outfits, were scattered everywhere. As were the lingerie that they’d been trying on. And sweat and cum, both yours and theirs, made it worse. They decided that there was no way they could bring the underwear they had been wearing during the fucking up to the counter, especially since they both wanted to keep wearing them filled with your cum, so they took off the price tags. Sabrina was just going to buy everything to cover, and sort of apologize, for what you’d just done in their changing room.

Thankfully, you technically needed to not be there. Once you were zipped up and had at least helped the girls locate their clothes and get their hair out of the pigtails, they shooed you out of the changing room. A quick peek at the hallway told you it was safe to get to the chair, but the girls had told the shop woman that you weren’t even in the store and after they spent the last twenty, maybe thirty, minutes in here you were sure there had to be some questions going on.

It took a lot of crawling, and a timely distraction of a Karen of a mother demanding service for her teenage daughter, but you managed to sneak your way out of Victoria’s Secret, and as you turned the corner you glanced up at the mannequin in the window and smirked to yourself.

Your girls were hotter.

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