Post-Fuck Dinner Time

With a groan that echoed through the first floor of the house, Sabrina skipped down the last stairs as she stretched and came looking for you and Gemma. She was wearing one of your t-shirts - a nerdy one that they’d both agreed that you should get rid of and yet somehow both had ended up wearing it more than once.

“Hi, baby,” she said as she strolled into the kitchen barefoot.

“Hey, baby,” you said, turning from the stove to pull her in with one arm.

She hugged herself around you quickly and went up on her toes to kiss you. “That smells good,” she said. “Dinner?”

“Mhmm,” you nodded. You were having tacos, so there was a lot of ground beef to feed seven people - Corey and Victoria had a bean paste that they had made and brought with them that would substitute as well.

“Need any help?” she offered.

“Lots,” you said. “There’s plenty of toppings to prep. But, and I say this with a deep amount of regret, I’m going to need you to go put on some pants because it’s later than you think it is.”

Sabrina glanced over at the clock on the microwave and sighed. “Shit,” she said.

“I’m looking forward to the day you can walk around our home with as little clothing as you want, baby,” you said.

She grinned at you and pulled your face down for another, even steamier, kiss.

“What was that for?”

“You said ‘our home,’” she grinned. “OK, I’ll go put on pants I guess.”

“Wait,” you said as she turned to walk away. You set down the spatula you’d been using to stir the meat and turned fully, reaching around her and slipping your hands under the shirt to grab her bare ass, each small cheek getting palmed by your hands as you squeezed firmly.

She broke into a giggle and then a laugh as you kissed her neck and roughly massaged her bum.

“What’s the- Sabrina,” Gemma said as she came up from the basement carrying the now-dried bedding that you had put in earlier that day.

You let go of Sabrina’s butt and she wiggled it at Gemmam before giving you another peck on the cheek and turning to skip back towards the stairs. You and Gemma had put her through her paces in a fast, hard fuck and she’d actually fallen asleep for about thirty minutes right on the ground while Gemma had gone to shower the squirt off of herself. Once the shower was empty you had woken Sabrina up and she’d gone for her own long, hot shower while you and Gemma got the room, and then the house, together.

Gemma gave Sabrina’s butt a swat as your girlfriend skipped by, and Sabrina pivoted and caught Gemma in a kiss. Then the unmistakable sound of voices outside leaked through the walls and she broke away and sprinted up the stairs.

“That girl,” Gemma sighed as grinned over at you and rolled her eyes.

Gemma followed Sabrina, and soon the house was full again as Brent, Paul, Corey, Victoria and Ollie all piled into the house and started spreading out. Corey and Victoria immediately offered to help with dinner, but you said they should go grab showers first so they could feel fresh for dinner. The guys, of course, immediately disappeared when there was any concept of help needing to be doled out, and Ollie had gone up to change as well.

“What a circus,” Gemma laughed as she came back downstairs with Sabrina in tow. Gemma was wearing a simple shirt and shorts combo, while Sabrina was still wearing your t-shirt but had used an elastic to turn it into a baggy crop top, and was wearing a pair of yoga pants that did interesting things to her butt. You had no doubt she’d done it for your benefit; or, really, to tease you.

“Ollie is showering in our room, so don’t go up there,” Sabrina said, coming over and seeing what you had accomplished so far.

“And the bed is remade for tonight,” Gemma said. “Which reminds me - baby, now that you got yours, I was hoping if you wouldn’t mind if I had some alone time with John tonight?”

“You don’t want me?” Sabrina asked, her eyes going large, but she immediately cracked into a smile. “I’m joking. Yes, that’s totally fine. Lovey-dovey?”

“Mhmm,” Gemma smiled.

“What does that mean?” you asked.

“It’s girlfriend-code,” Gemma said.

“And I don’t get to know?”

“Nope,” Sabrina smirked and wrapped her arm around Gemma’s shoulder to show they were a team on this.

You just sighed and went back to browning the ground beef. Soon Sabrina was starting on the toppings while Gemma started setting the table, and by the time Corey and Victoria joined you in the kitchen, they were able to add in and get everything finished quickly, including Victoria making her special Guacamole recipe.

Dinner was family-style, with everyone crammed around the table again. Brent got razzed for getting some of his toppings on the sour cream spoon and putting it back in the jar. Edgar was quizzed on the girl he’d been hanging out with the night before. Ollie mentioned that you’d been chatting up the hot MILF at the Hippy Store, which you had to deny. Plans got made for the evening - the guys, other than Edgar, had struck out at the club and Edgar’s girl had invited him to a pub that was just off the beach that was going to have live music. Everyone agreed that would be a good place to go, and if the guys and Ollie found slim pickings for picking up chicks they could always transition to the dance club later.

Ollie once again wrangled the boys into cleaning up instead of disappearing again, and that left you, the girls, Corey and Victoria to hang outside and enjoy the cooling outdoors as the sun was disappearing over the houses to the west.

“Mm, by the way,” Gemma said to Victoria. “The laundry is free if you want it.”

“Oh,” she said, flushing but nodding. “Right, I totally forgot. Thanks.” She got up and went inside after giving Corey a kiss on the cheek.

“What does she need to do laundry for?” Corey asked.

“You’ll thank me tomorrow,” Gemma smirked, making Sabrina chuckle softly.

Corey looked at you and you just shook your head. He’d find out soon enough that he was going to have clean sheets again.

Soon enough the girls wanted to go doll themselves up a bit to go out to the pub, which left you and Corey time to drink a beer and chat a bit before heading in to change yourselves. It was time to hit the pub.

Breakthebar erotica is powered by Patreon, where OFG chapters are now releasing 5+ chapters ahead. PM if interested in making a Commission.