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You fucked Sabrina hard and fast. Her cunt was almost as lubed as Gemma’s even without your help, and you felt her pussy immediately adapting to your entry. She moaned filthily, sticking out her tongue as she faced forward towards Gemma, leaning over the curvier woman.

As you thrust Sabrina got shifted closer and closer, Gemma adjusting her grip on Sabrina’s neck, until you were pounding Sabrina with her face cushioned by Gemma’s cleavage. This seemed to just add to Sabrina’s horniness, and you grabbed her arms and pulled back on them, keeping her upper abdomen counterbalanced and hanging with her face in line with Gemma’s nipples.

It didn’t take long like this - Gemma had gotten you close as hell, and Sabrina had been getting teased like mad all morning.

You went off first, driving deep into her and starting to unload just like they both seemed to want you to do. Sabrina went off right after you started and you felt the dripping of her orgasm seeping around your cock and running down her legs and yours. She tensed as it happened, and Gemma squeezed just that touch harder, denying her air, then letting it loose and Sabrina sucked in a heavy breath with loud gasps.

And you were left panting, still buried in her as she started to recollect her faculties.

Without pulling out, you scooped her up in your arms and tolled sideways, placing you both on your sides as you hugged her to you.

“I love you, Sabrina,” you murmured to her as she was recovering.

It was kind of funny seeing her try and tackle that. It was new, but it wasn’t. You’d both been feeling it. She’d slipped once, or was it twice?

Now you could say it.

“I love you,” you whispered to her again.

She pulled your arm around her tighter, snuggling back against you like you had when you’d been going to sleep the night before. Gemma slid lower on the bed and surprised you by not moving to cuddle up next to you, but instead Sabrina from the other side.

The three of you held each other quietly until the wet spots on the sheets started to get cold.

“God, that feels good,” Sabrina said as the three of you started moving and getting up.

“Which feeling?” Gemma asked. “The cum, or your pussy knowing it went another round with John?”

“Yes,” Sabrina laughed. “Both.”

The three of you got half-dressed as you tried to figure out what the rest of the day looked like. Gemma didn’t want to go back to her apartment, and Sabrina said she needed to do some work later but could take the back end of the morning and the early afternoon to hang out. In the end you all got half-dressed and scampered down the hallway to the washroom, taking turns showering in the small shower of the apartment while the other two tried to get themselves together.

Both Gemma and Sabrina laughed as they used your body wash and shampoo, deciding that they might as well go in together on some shower supplies of their own to leave in your room. They both also used a spritz of your cologne, deciding to go all-in on smelling like you for the day.

Since Gemma had only come over that morning in her casual wear, she was happy to find out that Sabrina had brought a second outfit with her in that big purse of hers. It was sweatpants as well, along with a white tee shirt that wasn’t quite a crop top, but with the way she wore her sweats low on the waist it might as well have been with the gap of skin. The girls decided to match your outfit to theirs, and dressed you in sweats of your own, matching them with your nicest pair of sneakers and a thin, loose sweater that you would usually wear in the fall.

“Believe us,” Gemma said. “You look good. It’s streetwear.”

“I feel like I’m spending a rainy Sunday at home,” you said, looking down at yourself.

“Well, we could do that,” Sabrina said. “But frequent breaks make for better work habits. I think that probably applies to sex as much as it does to studying and office work.”

You snorted. “OK. Not what I meant.”

“I know,” she smiled.

The three of you decided that you wanted to do something that wasn’t drinking or eating - well, you would probably end up eating lunch out, but that wasn’t what you were going out to do. A quick google search for ‘things to do’ suggested the local museum, and you were a little surprised to realize that you were… excited? You hadn’t been to a museum maybe since a middle school field trip, but the idea of walking around with Sabrina and Gemma sounded like fun.

Yeesh, you thought to yourself. What am I becoming?

You could practically hear your mother in your ear telling you that once you found a girl you would gladly start doing all sorts of crazy things to get her to like you.

Jokes on you, Mom, you thought. They already like me.

You left the apartment together, locking up after yourself as Mosche didn’t seem to be home. Part of you hoped he’d gone out to see Tasha again - you had no idea if they would actually be good together, but Mosche needed someone to try and round off his rough edges and you had a feeling Tasha would be able to do that at least a bit.

The three of you decided to take public transit instead of Ubering, so you hopped a bus and ended up standing next to the two of them as they got a pair of forward-facing seats. The bus wasn’t packed, but it was busy, and you were happy that they weren’t being **** to stand and deal with the constant movement and back and forth of people hopping on and getting off.

One quick bus transition and another two-minute ride dropped you off at the Museum of Art, and as you started down the street towards the entrance Gemma fell in on your right, taking your hand in both of hers, and Sabrina fell in on your left hooping her arm through yours.

The sun was out, it was a beautiful day. You’d gotten laid that morning, and your girlfriend and best friend with major benefits were with you.

What could possibly go wrong?

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