Fucking Becca; Part 4

Becca moaned deep in her chest, the feel of the vibration travelling up her throat and against your cock. The rocking of her body as Gemma thrust into her hard enough from behind that Becca’s ass clapped against Gemma’s thighs was a rhythmic music, but also meant that your cock was sliding back and forth in her constricting throat.

“Fuuuck,” you groaned, starting to lose control. Becca might not have been the best at giving a blowjob (practice made perfect, you guessed, and she’d been with women way more than men), but she was more than game.

“Good little whore,” Gemma crooned, rubbing her hands on Becca’s back. Then she leaned forward a little more, summoning you forward for a kiss even as her tits wobbled from the continued thrusting action of her hips. You leaned forward, Gemma pressing Becca’s head firmly down towards your crotch to keep her in place, and the two of you kissed messily.

One thing that you hadn’t realised about Becca before was that she had a pretty strong ability to hold her breath while performing oral - apparently, that was a transferable skill between fellatio and cunnilingus.

“I’m going to come,” you groaned as you pulled back from Gemma’s lips.

You’d been expecting Gemma to encourage it, or tell Becca that she should swallow it all, or to pull back and get her face and tits pasted.

What you hadn’t been expecting was Gemma to unceremoniously pull her strap-on out of Becca and grab the other woman by the shoulders, pulling her back. “Up,” Gemma ordered even while Becca moaned from the sudden feeling of being empty. “On the bed, on your back. Spread those legs.”

Becca followed the direction, and Gemma pulled on your hands to get you to stand and placed you right between Becca’s legs, your cock hard as a rock and angrily jutting out over her. Gemma, standing to your side, took hold of your cock with one hand and tilted it down to notch the head between Becca’s pussy lips.

“Don’t push in more than… this,” she said, wedging you in a little more. You could feel Becca’s pussy, the hole for entry pressed about halfway up your cock head, just starting to stretch.

“Fuuuck,” Becca moaned.

“Shush, you,” Gemma said - apparently not all of the dominant play was going away. Then she started stroking your shaft. “John, baby, you’re going to fill Becca’s cunt up with your cum. You’re going to turn her into a cream-filled doughnut, and then I’m going to eat it out of her while you fuck me.”

You almost lost it right there.

“That’s what you want, right Becca?” Gemma asked her. Your girlfriend's hand was speeding up on your cock, gripping the spit-slick shaft firmly with each stroke and sending you ever upwards towards your peak. “You told me that the one thing you couldn’t get from sex with a woman was that feeling of a man spraying inside you. That risky feeling of wrong that we both know makes it so fucking good.”

“Gemma,” Becca panted, her tits wobbling as she continued to try and catch her breath.

“Say it,” Gemma said. “Beg John to fill you up so I can lick it out of you.”

Becca’s eyes met yours. “Fuck it,” she said. “Make me your cumdump. Gimme that cum right in my goddamn cum-recepticle.”

You groaned, and it turned into a growl, as your loving girlfriend milked your cock out with long, firm strokes, squeezing what felt like every last sperm in your balls into Becca’s cunt. Your orgasm lasted longer than usual, and your eyes didn’t leave Becca’s as it happened. Her jaw was dropped, her brow furrowed as she experienced getting creampied for the first time in who knew how long. You shot so much that it came spilling out around your cock, oozing across her pussy lips.

“Fucking delicious,” Gemma groaned, letting your cock go once she felt it stop pulsing with releases. She guided you back and quickly wrapped her lips around your cock head, slurping the dredges of cum that had smeared there, then clapped her hands on Becca’s thighs and leaned in for her first lick of the other woman. She shifted, getting more between her legs, and gave another lick. “Back up on the bed more,” she ended up telling Becca, and they shifted so that Becca was in the middle of the mattress and Gemma was leaning over the edge with her ass towards you.

“Whenever you’re ready, love,” Gemma grinned at you, wiggling her ass at you invitingly. “I’ll be taking care of this mess you made.” She turned back and Becca moaned as she let her head drop to the sheets in response to Gemma’s oral ministrations.

You looked down at your cock, then back up at the lesbian scene before you, then back down at your cock again. It wasn’t fully hard - you could definitely have fed it into Gemma’s pussy and gotten hard that way with little effort, but for some reason, you liked the look of Becca’s mouth at that moment. You climbed up onto the bed with a smile and knee-walked to beside her, tapping her lips to get her attention. Becca opened her eyes, saw what you wanted, and tilted her head slightly so she could take the head of your cock between her lips and start sucking.

It wasn’t going to take you long at all for round two.

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