Waking Up With Becca

“Well, this just isn’t fair.”

“What isn’t fair?” Gemma asked.

You were slowly waking up and felt the deliciously warm body you were spooning up against wriggle a little.

“He’s got morning wood and I can feel it pressed up against my ass,” Becca mumbled, and you could hear the smirk on her lips. Your arms were both wrapped around her, holding her around the stomach. “Do you know how long it’s been since I had some good morning sex? This should be against the Geneva Convention.”

“You and Charlotte don’t bang it out in the mornings once in a while?” Gemma asked with a soft chuckle. She was still spooned up in front of Becca and you could feel her back against your arms.

“Char is even less of a morning person than I am,” Becca said.

“That explains why you’re so flirty with him in the morning,” Gemma said.

“Maybe it does,” Becca laughed.

You were smiling and shifted a little tighter against her, hugging her to you as you buried your nose in the back of her short hair. Then you started slowly humping against her, your cock grinding against her meaty ass cheek.

“Oh, fuck off,” Becca sighed in exasperation.

“What?” Gemma asked.

“He’s awake and dry humping me,” Becca said, then turned her head. “You fucking tease!”

You chuckled warmly and kept humping at her. It wasn’t nearly as pleasurable as actually fucking, but it was fun and naughty and she wiggled her ass back against you.

“Here,” Gemma said. “Hold these.”

You felt Becca’s arms move slightly.

“Ugh, you too? God, you have great tits, Gemma,” Becca sighed.

If tits were on the menu, you weren’t going to pass up the chance, so you slid one hand up and grabbed one of Becca’s. It was ‘medium’ sized, or maybe a little smaller than that, though your experience was admittedly skewed considering your base standards were Gemma and Sabrina. But a tit was a tit and Becca’s suited her body shape. You found her nipple between your fore and middle finger and squeezed it lightly as you massaged her breast.

“Gemma,” Becca groaned. “Your boyfriend is groping me now too.”

“Well, you’re groping me,” Gemma giggled. “John, love, take some pity on her. Get her off with your fingers.”

“Really?” Becca asked even as your other hand slid down from her soft stomach to her mound, tracing through her trimmed pubes and then wriggling between her thighs. She was even warmer down there and your fingers quickly started stroking her smooth pussy lips and dipping between them to find her natural lubricants already starting to get her a little wet.

“Mhmm,” Gemma nodded. “Of course, you need to put in some work, too.” One of Becca’s arms shifted again and you knew that Gemma had directed it down to her own pussy.

You continued to dry hump against Becca’s ass as you fingered her, and she fingered Gemma. The three of you went quiet for a bit except for little groans and exhales of pleasure. Your humping finally got your cock caught more between Becca’s ass cheeks and you used them to hotdog it more firmly, getting more stimulation.

“Fuck, this is hot,” Becca moaned. “I’m getting close.”

“Don’t forget about me,” Gemma groaned.

Becca came on your fingers with a long, quiet sigh as she twitched her hips and pressed her ass back at you. You’d ended up with two fingers in her, feeling her squeeze them as her thighs kept your hand trapped and you continued massaging her breast. When she was done you pulled your fingers out and just pressed them against her pubic mound and held her there.

“Stroke him,” Gemma ordered her.

Becca reached back and got a hand on your cock, and it didn’t take long for both you and Gemma to get close as well. You went first, grunting as Becca squeezed you while you fucked her hand and you erupted across her back as you pressed your face into her hair, and hearing you go off put Gemma over the edge as well.

The three of you caught your breaths as your hearts slowed, and soon you were all grinning and chuckling.

“Jesus, that’s one thing I wasn’t considering,” Becca laughed as she sat up, the sheets finally falling off and revealing her naked form in the dark. “I forgot how fucking messy that is.”

All three of you needed to get up for work, so you headed to the shower together. There was some light grabass, and it was decidedly fun to finally have a chance to squeeze and palm Becca’s ass after so many times of her teasing you with it. She didn’t hold back either, getting her hands on your cock and butt just as much as she had fun groping Gemma. Once you were all cleaned up and towelling down, Gemma leaned against the counter. “So, just to be clear Becca, I’m OK with you getting handsy with John a bit, or you letting John get handsy with you, so from now on if you’re going to tease him you better expect him to take advantage,” she said. “But last night and this morning aren’t an open invitation. We’re going to need to double-check that this morning was OK with Sabrina.”

“Totally understood,” Becca agreed, then smirked at Gemma. “Is he the only one I can get handsy with?”

“Snuggles only with me,” Gemma smirked, rolling her eyes at Becca. “No just grabbing my tits willy-nilly. You’ve got Charlotte for that. You can keep sending him nudes though, I know Sabrina loves getting him off while flipping through naked pictures of the hot ladies we know.”

Becca fake scoffed, pressing a hand to her chest in ‘shock.’ “Are you telling me I’m not the only one exposing myself to you, you dastardly bastard?” she asked you, affecting a terrible British accent.

“You’re the only one with an open invitation from Gemma to get handsy with me if that counts for anything,” you chuckled.

She grinned, scrunching her nose as she stepped closer to you and grabbed both your half-stiff cock and your balls with both hands lightly. “I guess that’s one way to convince a lady she’s special,” she smirked.

Gemma gave Becca a smack on the ass. “Don’t you go getting him hard and leaving him unsatisfied,” she said.

“So I can play?” Becca asked.

“We have work, you horndog,” Gemma laughed.

“Fine, fine, be all reasonable then,” Becca laughed, giving you a wink and your cock a squeeze before letting go. Then she turned away from you and leaned forward a bit, looking back over her shoulder as she wagged her butt in your direction. You chuckled and gave it a smack.

As Becca went to the sink, Gemma came to you and pressed herself against your front, her bare breasts squeezed to your sternum as she pulled you down to kiss her deeply.

“What happened to not getting him hard again?” Becca teased.

“I’ll be the one relieving it later,” Gemma replied, then turned back to you and bit her lower lip as her big eyes looked up at you and she grinned. “And I can’t help it. I love him.”

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