Story Time

“So tell me everything,” Sabrina said, spinning in the middle of her apartment living room and giving you a teasing smile with the corner of her bottom lip between her teeth. She was completely naked, her lithe body completely on display to you. Where Gemma was fit with curves, Sabrina was skinny fit. Where Gemma had the golden tan of someone who had spent their life outdoors in the sunny environment, Sabrina was pale. Blonde to Brunette. Even their pubic hair was different, Gemma shaved smooth and Sabrina with that little exclamation mark.

“First thing’s first,” you said, and stepped towards her and swept Sabrina up into your arms in a cradle carry, kissing her warmly as she kicked her legs playfully and smiled into your lips. Her tongue was alive against yours and she cupped your jaw with her hand to stop you from pulling away too quickly. “Good morning,” you finally said once the kiss ended.

“Now that’s the way to greet a girl,” Sabrina smiled.

You turned and sat down on the couch, keeping Sabrina on your lap. “Sabrina, I need to tell you-”

“Wait,”” she said, giving you a serious look. “Is this something intimate between you and Gemma?”

“Yes,” you said.

“Then wait until we’re together,” she said. Sabrina was looking into your eyes, hers large and earnest. “If it might affect the three of us, wait for it to be the three of us.”

“OK,” you agreed.

“OK,” she said. “Just tell me all the sexy and fun parts.”

So you did, starting with running into Lucy at the elevator, and making love to Gemma before she even got dressed. At this point Sabrina spread her legs and started absently stroking herself, and you moved her fingers away and started to slowly work her pussy lips yourself while teasing her nipples with the fingertips of your other hand. You told her about coming inside of Gemma twice, and it being her first time to do that, making Sabrina giggle that they were creampie sisters now. Then you told her about going to the shower, and getting interrupted by Becca. Going to the Comedy Club and battling the comedians, which Sabrina said she would have been so embarrassed by but laughed about after the fact.

When you got to meeting Eric outside the club, Sabrina held your wrist to stop you from slowly teasing her so that she could focus more on the story. She listened to everything that happened with the DeezChains guy incredulously, and was even more shocked that Eric had actually proven useful. That made you wonder if you should have tried reaching out to him last night, or even that morning, but… you had Sabrina naked in your lap. You went back to the story, about dancing with Gemma in the back corner of the club, making out with her in the dark. Grinding against her. Fondling her all over as you bumped and rubbed. Sabrina started to shift her ass against the crotch of your pants, teasing your hardon.

Then she really started to get horny as you told her about the elevator, and the hallway, and the entryway. You were two fingers deep into her by the time the story got back to the bedroom. Sabrina got soaked, her juices dripping down your hand and wrist.

“Fuck me,” Sabrina demanded after you told her about running into Becca in the kitchen.

“Mmm-mm,” you refused her. Then you set her on the couch and slipped down to the ground between her legs. “I owe you an hour of oral.”

“I thought-” she said, but you stopped her by pulling her butt to the edge of the couch and spreading her legs wider.

“Sabrina? Just close your eyes and enjoy, OK?”

She did as you said, nodding as she closed her eyes and you bent your head down to take a long, slow lick of her wet pussy.

An hour, it turns out, is both a hell of a long time and surprisingly short. After the first orgasm you pulled out of Sabrina you realized the both of you had forgotten the need for towels, and after a quick pause to position several of them around you went back to work.

You lost count of the number of smaller orgasms Sabrina had roll through her - just shudders and tensing and her toes curling. She had four major orgasms that sprayed or flooded her messy girlcum on you, and the towels, and the couch.

By the time you were done, Sabrina was exhausted, your jaw was sore and your tongue felt like you might have pulled a muscle. You picked up Sabrina from the couch and brought her into the bedroom, laying her down on the bed and then stripping off to lay next to her naked. She was half asleep when you carried her in, and you were happy to drift off with her considering the long night you’d had.

You woke up to an amazing feeling - warm and wet and tight, and when you blinked your eyes open you found Sabrina slowly bouncing up and down on your cock, carefully trying not to wake you as she used you as a living dildo.

“Got restless?” you asked her.

She sat all the way down on your cock with an abashed smile. “I spent an hour wanting you to put this cock inside of me, John. Then you just have it sticking up like that right in front of me. What was I supposed to do?”

“Nothing different,” you grinned. “Lean back a bit.”

She did, and you used your thumb to strum her clit as she slow-stroked you into her.

“You know, we aren’t supposed to be having sex,” you reminded her. “We’re supposed to be filming lots of foreplay today.”

“In a minute,” Sabrina muttered, working herself to an orgasm. “The best foreplay is going to happen once we’re completely comfortable with each other. That’s what I read anyways. Never fuck a scene partner for the first time on camera.”

“Sabrina, I don’t think it meant ‘that day,’ you said.

“Semantics,” she laughed. “Now pinch me.”

You reached forward and pinched her tight stomach hard, and she came on your cock. When she was done, she sat down on it fully and looked at you with a sort of drunk smile. “That was perfect,” she said. “Now, what were we doing again?”

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