To the Bedroom

“Enough,” you said.

Gemma immediately left your cock, a slimy coating of her spit all over it. She’d licked and sucked every drop of the residue of her own juices from you. Helping her to her feet, you kissed her again and then gathered her clothes and you both rushed through the apartment towards her room.

There were still fucking sounds coming from the door at the end of the hallway - the room Becca and Charlotte shared was closed, but you could clearly hear the moans of the two women behind it and the distinct clap-clap-clap of fucking. All you could wonder was which one of them had to be wearing the strap-on.

Inside Gemma’s room, she closed the door and immediately started undressing you. As soon as you were as naked as she was she pulled you to the bed. You took charge again, laying her down on the bed on her stomach and mounting on top of her.

“Mmm, you did promise me a prone bone, didn’t you?” she hummed and giggled, spreading her legs helpfully so that you could run the head of your cock up and down her swollen cunt lips.

“I did,” you grinned, thrusting into her again, and she accepted you readily. As you seated inside her, you lay down on top of her completely, your bare chest to her back, her ass to your pelvis and your legs pressing together in a tangle. You took her hands in yours and placed them above her head, wrapping your fingers in hers.

“God, I love you,” Gemma said quietly as you pressed your weight down on her. Then she giggled and you could feel it up and down your body. “I still can’t believe we’re saying that.”

You grinned. “It feels too good not to. I love you too, Gemma.”

Then you fucked her again. With your legs stretched out as they were you didn’t have that much leverage so the thrusts weren’t particularly long, but you made up for that with being deep inside her and going fast. Soon you were both moaning and she was humping back at you, trying to get you even deeper.

“Are you close?” she asked you, her face sideways against the bed.

“Getting there,” you said, kissing her ear.

“Come on my ass this time,” she panted. “I want to send a picture to Sabrina, and I want you to end the night with another load in my needy little cunt. It felt so fucking wrong and right when you came inside me, like you were…. God, like you were marking your territory. Is that weird?”

You grinned down at her. “Want me to mark your ass as mine too, huh?”

She rolled her eyes but hitched her breathing as her fingers tightened on yours. “Yes, I do.”

You did something you’d never done before and took a chance, licking the side of Gemma’s face. “Mine,” you said. “You’re all mine.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned. “I’m yours.”

“Don’t you start with that, too,” you said, pounding her a little harder.

“You get kinky, I get kinky,” Gemma grinned.

“God, you’re perfect in every way,” you sighed.

“I love you and your cock,” she moaned.

You pulled out of her, feeling your balls boiling, and shifted so that your cock was pressed between her ass cheek and humped her quickly.

“Are you almost there, Daddy?” she asked, her Australian accent twisting the sound of it in delightful ways. “Are you fucking my ass cheeks and thinking of fucking my virgin ass?”

“Spread your cheeks,” you told her, and she reached between you and did so. You couldn’t see the effect since you were still prone on top of her.

“Come on my ass,” Gemma panted, pushing her hips back at you. “Come in my ass crack. Come on my asshole. Make me know it’s yours and you can take it whenever you want. Mark my fucking ass, Daddy. I love you.”

You came, the first spurt arcing up from her ass and across her lower back, but you repositioned and came right into her crack, the head of your cock actually sliding as it pulsed with your orgasm and releasing the second half of your orgasm right up against her asshole.

The feeling of it, the intensity of the moment, also overcame Gemma as she began her own small orgasm while she held her cheeks wide open for you like a willing fucktoy.

God, you really did love everything about her.

Panting, you rolled off of her to the side to get your bearings. Gemma released her hold on her ass cheeks and squirmed up to rest her head on your shoulder, throwing an arm over you just to have more skin-to-skin contact.

“Gemma, I- You are- Wow,” you sighed.

“Are you kidding me?” she asked. “John, I just came from you hotdogging my arse. I wasn’t even diddling myself. You are wow.”

That got you both chuckling, and soon enough Gemma was handing you her phone and laying back in the position you had fucked her and spreading her ass cheeks. You took a few photos with varying degrees of spreading, but all of them showed her ass crack filled with pearly white streaks of cum. It was the sort of filthy picture you could only imagine coming out of a porn set, and yet here she was before you.

And then, once Gemma had sorted through them and sent her favourite off to Sabrina, you sat in front of Gemma and fed your cock into her mouth again as she continued to lay on her stomach. She quickly sucked you back to full hardness and started to gag on your cock, but stopped as you caressed her face while fucking her mouth.

“Water,” she said. “Can you grab some from the kitchen? And a wet paper towel to clean my ass before you drill me into the bed again. I’d get it myself but I’d leave a trail of your cum.”

“Of course,” you smiled. “Water and cleaning supplies. Then a big dicking.”

“A very big dicking,” she grinned and kissed your cockhead.

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