Truths

Gemma took her time, looking into your eyes as she thought about what you’d asked her.

“John, I- I just want to be with someone and know that they are all in on me. That they can’t get enough of me, and that I’m theirs. Saying it out loud sounds kind of ridiculous, but during our last go when you said I was yours, that’s my fantasy right now. My ex fucked up my heart by making me feel worthless, but you- God, John, you came up with a reason to tell me you love me and I fucking believe you every time you say it.”

You smiled and took her hands in yours. “That’s because it’s true. I don’t know how we can be here so quickly, but everything I mean behind the ‘I love you’ is true. You make me feel like a million bucks and king of the world.”

She kissed you quickly and then continued. “So that’s it. You’ve already fulfilled my fantasy. You love me, and I can’t get enough of you. In this bedroom, or yours, I’m yours. At work or if we go out somewhere, we’re a partnership, but in here you get all of me.”

“What about Sabrina?” you asked. “I really do fucking love you, Gemma, but Sabrina is mixed up in this as well and she and I- well, we’re not saying I love you and we’re not dating, but something is there.”

“I know,” Gemma sighed. “She and I have talked about it, the three of us have talked about it, but… John, I don’t know where this feeling is coming from because I would never have gone for this even two weeks ago, but here it is. I think you and Sabrina are hot together. Every time I see you kiss, it just makes me wet and my nipples hard - especially if you just kissed me. There’s something about me knowing that she wants you, and you can take her and make her so fucking happy, but that you’re still going to come back to me that turns me the fuck on. So as long as you and I get this kind of time together, and we keep having these kinds of talks… Well, I’m in it. When she teases me I get that little spike of jealousy, but I’m not jealous of her, I’m just jealous I’m not there too.”

“Thank you,” you said. “For being brave enough to tell me that.”

“You asked,” she smiled.

“I’m really glad I did,” you smiled back. “And I’m so happy. But I still want a more specific answer. What can I do for you this time, when we fuck, to take it to the next level?”

“I don’t know,” she chuckled, shaking her head. “I really don’t.”

You kissed her, then tilted your mouth lower and kissed her neck, then down to her chest. She fell back from her sitting position and you followed her, kissing down between her breasts and then took the sideboob meat of her cleavage between your teeth and gently bit her just a little bit. “What about if I want to mark you as mine?” you asked. “Right here on your tits? Where only you and I know, but here in the bedroom it’s obvious.”

Gemma breathed deeply and nodded, watching you.

“What about down here?” you asked her, running a hand along her inner thigh.

“Yes,” she whispered quietly.

“What about here on your beautiful stomach?” you asked, kissing lower. “Then it would be more obvious if you wear a crop top for me, but not at work. People would see the big hickie and know that you’re a slut marked by your man.”

She hesitated this time, but her breathing deepened again and her nostrils flared a little. “Yes,” she said.

“And how about if I put you over my knee? If I spanked you for a long time, leaving my handprint welt or bruise on your ass?” you asked.

“That’s kinky, Daddy,” she said with a smirk.

“Oh, really? Daddy again?” you asked. “What if I want to tie you up so that I can have my way with you as much as I want? I could tie your legs open and just leave you like that, coming back to you over and over. Maybe leave the door open so that Becca and Charlotte and Lucy can all see that big pretty grin of yours while you wait for me to fuck you for the sixth or seventh time that day.”

“John, fuck me,” Gemma said. “Right now.”

You adjusted and she spread her legs further. You quickly inserted your cock into her swampy, wet cunt and then took her tits in both hands, squeezing roughly. Gemma moaned like a whore as you drove your cock into her.

“What are you?” you asked her.

“Yours,” Gemma groaned happily.

“And what am I?” you asked.

Gemma reached up and pulled you down into a heavy kiss. “Mine,” she whispered.

You let go of her tits and grabbed her ankles, pushing them wide and back. “Hold these, spread yourself open for me. I want to fuck as deep as I can into you.”

“Yeesss,” Gemma hissed and did as you told her. She took hold of her ankles and spread herself wide, opening up her pelvis for you to start slamming into her. You took slow, but hard and deep strokes, driving into her as deep as you could and grinding her clit against your pelvis. Every time you pulled out, her pussy would hug you and her lips would cling to your shaft.

All at once, you pulled out of her completely and scooted lower, driving your tongue into her pussy and smashing your nose against her clit.

“Fuck!” Gemma shouted, losing her grip on one of her legs as she came more in surprise than anything else.

That was when you pivoted your lips from her pussy to the thigh that was still stretched wide for you, and you took that taut, soft skin between your lips and sucked hard. Gemma gasped and hiccuped, and her hand went into your hair but didn’t pull you away. When you finally released the suction with a pop, you left behind a rapidly forming bruise.

“Fuck,” Gemma whispered, brushing her fingers over the mark as she looked at you with a silly grin.

You took Gemma’s leg and turned her hips sideways, shifting her onto her side but lifting that marked leg up onto your shoulder to keep her spread open. You drove yourself back into her, watching her eyes widen as she was filled up again, and you leaned back in and kissed her hard.

“Fuck me full,” she gasped.

“Not until I fuck you silly first,” you said with a grin.

“Do it,” she dared you. “Fuck me until I’m mush, John. Then fill me up and cuddle me with your cock corking me up and keeping me full.”

“And I’m the kinky one, huh?” you laughed.

She kissed you in response, trying hard to hide the blush that spread from her cheeks down to her chest.

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