The Nasty Threesome

The three of you had gamed out the rest of the possible issues that could have come up with Joy over the end of brunch, and then you’d decided to walk the six blocks back to Sabrina’s since it was such a beautiful day. The girls traded off walking with you one on one, even Becks, and the Sunday morning walk was just what you needed to shake off the feeling of looming issues.

Once you got back to the apartment the four of you sat down at the kitchen table and Sabrina had gotten out all her various sex toy items to discuss what ‘kinkier, rougher’ sex should happen for the video.

The first thing that was agreed on was that, for the good of the video, the three of you needed to just have sex and trust Gemma to work the camera. No scripting of positions, dialogue, or where the sex would go. If last night had taught the four of you anything, it was that you more than trusted each other to be good sexual partners when including Becks.

Anal with Becks was a definite, and Becks stripped off her pants at the table and lubed up a buttplug before putting it in to start getting herself ready for later. She also wanted to get facefucked messily, as did Sabrina. Sabrina brought out a sleep mask as a blindfold and a pair of black fuzzy handcuffs, making Becks flush but nod eagerly that she was definitely still in for that. The four of you tossed around the idea of involving other toys, but in the end decided against it - another one of the problems from yesterday was trying to do too much in one scene. Keeping it simple and enjoying it played better, you had to keep reminding yourselves.

Eventually, the minimal plans were set and you all stripped naked, including Gemma. This one was going to be shot in the bedroom, after stripping the bed and putting on a fresh topsheet.

“Ready on my end,” Gemma said. “Becks?”

“Ready,” she called from the bed where she was sitting on her knees, her hands handcuffed behind her back and the sleep mask over her eyes.

“Sabrina? John?” Gemma asked you.

“Ready,” you nodded, and Sabrina echoed you.

“Alright,” Gemma said. “Lights. Camera. Action!”

“I’ve got a surprise for you, Daddy,” Sabrina said into the camera as Gemma held it looking down Sabrina’s naked body, her lips the main shot in frame.

“And what’s that, baby?” you asked.

Sabrina grinned. “Well, apparently a friend of ours decided it had been too long since she joined us, so she begged and begged Darling and Darling said finally said yes.”

Sabrina took your hand, leading you into the bedroom, and Gemma got a shot of her cute bum and your bobbing dick as you walked, then panned up to reveal Becks on the bed.

“Miss Lusty,” you said. “What a surprise.”

“Hello, sir,” Becks hummed. “I’m sorry for bothering you on a weekend, but I had an itch that I knew only you could scratch.”

“And what itch is that?” you asked.

Becks smirked and slowly turned, lowering her chest to the bed as she presented her ass in the direction of your voice, trusting that Gemma would get the shot of the buttplug.

“Miss Lusty wants you to fuck her ass, Daddy,” Sabrina said, getitng up on the bed and rubbing her small hands over Becks’ ass cheeks. “Well, to be more precise, she wants you to fuck all her needy little holes, but especially her bum.”

“And what about you, baby?” you asked. “What do you want?”

“I want to tease her until she’s begging for your cock,” Sabrina said with a grin and slapped Becks’ upturned ass lightly.

“Then since Miss Lusty is the one who can’t control herself today, I think maybe you can be in charge of her,” you said. “What do you think of that, Miss Lusty? Today you belong to my sexpet.”

“Whatever you say, sir,” Becks moaned as Sabrina slowly rubbed on the stopper of the buttplug, putting a bit of pressure on it.

“What’s first then, baby?” you asked, getting on the bed yourself and laying your cock along the plump ass cheeks of Becks for show.

“First you’re going to fuck our faces,” Sabrina said and helped Becks to roll over and move to the edge of the bed. Soon Sabrina lay next to her, both of them on their backs as Becks put up with the awkwardness of her handcuffed hands, with their heads hanging over the edge of the mattress as they opened their mouths.

“Such good little holes,” you said, kneeling down and softly kissing each of them for a long moment. Then you stood up and tapped your cock on Becks’ chin. “What do you think, baby? Who gets to taste my cock first today?”

“Well, if I say Miss Lusty, then she’ll get what she wants,” Sabrina hummed and surmised. “But that might mean she isn’t properly horny enough for you, so maybe we should make her wait just a little longer.”

“Nooo,” Becks said, hamming it up a little. “I want your cock in my throat, sir. I want to milk it until you paint my throat and stomach with your big, delicious load.”

“Well that’s just not nice,” Sabrina said. “You aren’t planning on sharing Daddy’s load? Then I should definitely go first.”

“I take it back! I promise to share,” Becks begged.

“Too late, Miss Lusty,” you said as you slid your cockhead between Sabrina’s lips and the blowjob for the scene started.

Sabrina had gotten used to deepthroating you at this point so it didn’t take too long to get your cock stuffed into her throat as she gargled and gulped. Gemma got several different angles and even focused on that slight show of a bulge of your cock in Sabrina’s throat when you pushed all the way in. Eventually, you pulled out, giving Sabrina another chance to breathe, and three thick strands of spittle were hanging between her lips and your cock. You let them snap as you sidestepped over to Becks and laid your slimy cock across the sleep mask, her nose and lips.

“Ready, Miss Lusty? My cock is already nice and covered in Baby’s spittle so it should slide right in.”

“God, yes, sir,” Becks gasped and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She’d been rubbing her thighs together as she’d listened to you and Sabrina. You repositioned your cock and slid it between her lips, not stopping once as she took it deeper and deeper, entering her throat on the first try until her nose was buried against your sack and her chin on your pubic mound.

“Fuck, yes, my little secretarial slut,” you groaned, reaching down and palming her tits, softly squeezing her nipples the way she liked.

You pulled out, giving her a chance to breathe.

“That’s what I am, sir,” Becks said as she gasped in air. “Your little three-hole, deep-throating, fuck toy secretary slut. Now please, sir, fuck my face? Please?”

You obliged her.

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