Post-Fivesome, More Clarity

It was dark, all the lights were out, and you were bundled up under a fresh sheet with two gorgeous, deliciously soft bodies pressed against you.

“You guys aren’t asleep yet, right?” Gemma asked. She had her hand on your stomach, and her breasts were pressed to your arm through the loose t-shirt she was wearing.

“M’no,” Sabrina sighed. She had her cheek on your chest and one leg thrown over yours, and was of course completely naked.

“Not yet,” you sighed.

“That was a lot,” Gemma said.

“A lot of dick,” Sabrina giggled softly.

“That too,” Gemma chuckled. “But I mean… between last night and tonight, we really hit it out of the park.”

You snorted softly, grinning into the dark of Sabrina’s bedroom. “Please do not say we need to try to keep the streak going. One more fivesome in a row and I’ll be a walking skeleton.”

“Aw, poor baby. **** by snu snu,” Sabrina said, patting hip and kissing your chest.

“I’m definitely not suggesting we have another fivesome tomorrow, no,” Gemma said. “This is our last weekend together, so it should be all about us.”

“Agreed,” you said.

“Definitely,” Sabrina nodded.

“I want to go on a romantic date with both of you, by the way,” the Australian continued. “Individually, and then one together.”

“We’ll woo you until there’s no wooing left to… woo,” you said.

It was her turn to snort softly and you knew she was rolling her eyes. “I love you, John, but every once in a while you are so corny.”

“Love you too, love,” you said.

“And you still say it wrong.”

“I know,” you grinned.

“Anyways, what I meant by ‘a lot’ was Amanda and Maeve,” Gemma continued. “Maeve was harder to read, obviously, but I mean…”

“They both wanted to fall in love with John,” Sabrina finished for her.

“What?” you asked. “No.”

“Yes,” Gemma said. “You seriously rocked Amanda’s world, love. And you’re smart, and can sometimes be funny-”

“Ouch.”

“-and you have the same interests as her when it comes to a career path. All the same reasons we fell for you. It’s tough to blame her for it.”

“Wait, so does this mean you don’t want us to meet up with her again after you leave?” Sabrina asked.

“No, you can,” Gemma said. “Actually, you should. Whether or not you decide to tell her about the OnlyFans stuff to see if she wants to collaborate.”

You’d almost forgotten about that - Sabrina hadn’t actually shown you the OnlyFans account that she said was Amanda, so you weren’t entirely sure that it was a definite. “Are we sure that it’s her that you saw?” you asked.

“Oh, it’s totally her,” Sabrina said. She rolled away from you, grabbing her phone from the bedside table, and started working the screen. “But what do you mean should, baby?”

“I mean Amanda is hot as fuck, smart and is going places. If we weren’t all gonna be **** to split up I would either be worried about her trying to horn in on the relationship, or pushing for us to set up a Friends with Bennies situation like with Tasha and Becks,” Gemma said.

“OK, hold on,” you said. “Did you just say ‘Friends with Bennies?’”

Gemma chuckled. “Maybe.”

“Does that come with a side of breakfast sausage?” Sabrina laughed.

“Yeah. A big, fat, juicy one,” Gemma smirked.

You groaned. “And I’m the one who says corny stuff?”

“Here, look,” Sabrina said, rolling back to press her cheek to your chest as she held up her phone so you could both see.

There wasn’t any denying it. The girl on the screen, wearing a piece of lingerie that was struggling to cover her massive mammaries, was definitely Amanda. It was a short video, and she was talking to the camera and then casually started to take off the bra, freeing her tits.

Tits you recognized almost as much as her cute face and hair, now.

“Devil’s Advocate,” you said. “We don’t know if she has a twin.”

Sabrina snorted and clapped a hand over her mouth and nose.

“That is definitely a fair point,” Gemma snickered.

“True,” Sabrina said. “Maybe that’s how I should approach the conversation. ‘Hey, do you have a twin? Cause I found a girl who looks just like you that takes her top off on camera.’”

“That’s probably better than the way I brought it up to you,” you said.

“You did fine,” Sabrina said, rubbing your leg. “Or, well, you did fine after the first like ten seconds when I thought my entire world was crashing around me. But ever since then you’ve only been building it up and it’s better than I could have ever dreamed.”

“OK, be mushy later,” Gemma said, reaching over and running her fingers through Sabrina’s hair. “About Amanda - like I said, you guys should meet up with her again and have sex before you all leave the city. She’s a good person to have a network with as long as there’s some distance. And I think you got as close to Maeve falling in love with you as possible for her.”

“Gemma, that’s not fair to her at all,” you said.

“No, that’s what I mean though,” Gemma said. “You were so good with her needs, I think the way she was looking at you was very much a calculated ‘What would need to happen for me to keep having this man in my life?’ And I love you for being able to do that for her. It’s just a good thing that she’s going back to the UK because I don’t want to think what another big group sex thing with her would lead to.”

“I mean, double anal I assume,” Sabrina said. “But I agree with Gemma, baby. You swept Maeve off her feet.”

You sighed. If you were being honest… You liked both of them a lot. In different ways than your girlfriends, and different than with Becks or Tasha as well. You could see… it didn’t make any reasonable sense, but the future the three of you were dreaming of could have adapted so easily to include them if there was more time to solidify and communicate.

But you met them the week before Gemma was leaving. And you, Gemma and Sabrina were happy and working, which was an amazing feat in and of itself for trying to spontaneously create a throuple. Even if there was time to try, it probably wouldn’t have been a good idea to pursue it.

“I love you both,” you said, not sure what else to say.

Sabrina kissed your chest again, and Gemma leaned in and kissed your cheek.

“Do you think Maeve is regretting her decision to get her ass fucked like that tonight?” Sabrina asked into the quiet that had settled. “I mean, her butthole must be fucking whistling, you fucked it so hard.”

“Sabrina!” Gemma laughed.

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