Ready to Go: Throuple Date

Sabrina grinned at you as you waited for Gemma to finish the last touches she’d wanted to do to her makeup back in the bathroom. You were both ready to go on your date - you in a pair of nice jeans and one of the shirts they’d picked out for you, and Sabrina in a tennis skirt and cute, flower-print top.

“What is it?” you asked her.

“You definitely had fun,” she said.

“With Nelli?”

Sabrina laughed and nodded. “She got you super wound up, right?”

“You saw how hard I was,” you rolled your eyes.

“Good, because tonight it’s just us three and I want to make it all about Gemma,” Sabrina said. “Give her your best dick game. Pound her into smithereens, and then the rest of the week we’ll make sweet, slow love to her.”

“So I’m not putting my dick in you tonight?” you asked with a smirk.

“Well, I wasn’t saying that,” Sabrina laughed. “Anyways, what did you think of Nelli?”

“She’s everything you said she was. Very sweet, very lovely. I’m sure Gemma told you, but she also really appreciated Nelli being careful of respecting our relationship.”

“I know, it was so good,” Sabrina said, then got a look on her face. “You know she hasn’t posted any boy-girl content in almost a year? She broke up with her boyfriend, who she used to film with.”

“When we were talking she mentioned that there was stuff she’d talk to us about when she’s here,” you said. “That might be part of it.”

“You haven’t watched any of her boy-girl content, right?”

You shook your head. “Just what you’ve shown me.”

“M’kay,” Sabrina said, screwing up her lips in thought for a moment. “Don’t, I think. OK? Not that Gemma or I have a problem with you watching porn, just don’t watch hers unless I ask you to. For reasons.”

“OK,” you said.

“You’re OK with it just like that?”

“Sabrina, baby,” you said, drawing her closer and hugging her loosely. “Why would I not be?”

“I dunno,” she sighed. “Sometimes I still… Sometimes you still surprise me, that’s all. Or not me, but my weird preconceptions of dudes. You know you’re the most easy-going, forgiving guy, right?”

“I don’t feel like it,” you said. “But I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Do,” she smiled and nodded, then hugged me warmly.

“You guys ready to go?” Gemma asked, coming back from the bedroom. She was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a black bodysuit top that was sleeveless but had thick shoulders and went all the way up to her collar. A boob window showed off a tasteful amount of cleavage and she was wearing a bra so she wasn’t bouncing all over the place or showing off nipple bumps.

“Ready and willing,” you said, opening up your arms to her.

Gemma joined your hug, kissing Sabrina on the forehead and then leaning into you. “So, this is our last official date together this summer,” she said. “But I don’t want it to be a big sad moment or anything, OK? This isn’t our last date, just the last for a while. We can do our goodbye crying and stuff when I’m actually leaving.”

“Well, in that case,” Sabrina said and leaned down, planting her lips right on Gemma’s cleavage and blowing a raspberry.

You snorted hard and Gemma barked a laugh, pushing Sabrina away before reconsidering and pulling her face right back into Gemma’s cleavage, giving her a minor motor-boating.

Sabrina came up grinning. “Have I mentioned that I love you and your big boobies?”

“Once or twice, love,” Gemma laughed, then grabbed both of your hands. “Come on, let’s get going before we don’t even make it out the door.”

“Would that be such a problem?” you asked, both of them grinning at you knowingly.

The date was happening in three parts. The last one, the sex, was going to be happening at Sabrina’s and you all knew it was coming. The other two elements for the date were about reinforcing some of the moments the three of you had shared in different combinations.

The first stop was the Sunday Afternoon food truck rally. It was at a different park than the one you’d gone to before and took a bit longer of an Uber ride to get there, but there were even more trucks and options. The three of you wandered up and down the long cobbled park square checking everything out, smelling the various smells and seeing the sights before settling into your choices. You, wanting carbs to help fuel your later activities without getting slowed down by grease or cheese, went for a place that made bagel sandwiches - the freshly made everything bagel was amazing, and they used fresh produce to make the sandwich. Gemma decided to let you make her indulge and you ordered her a personal pizza from a truck that had a full stone oven built into it. Sabrina, meanwhile, decided on a Canadian-style poutine because of the three of you she could seemingly devour anything she wanted and remain her petite self.

Bites were traded, and for once you didn’t need to trade food with either of them. Then it was time for dessert and Gemma disappeared for a moment and came back with a dessert to share - a deep-fried Mars bar.

The first bite hit you like a truck full of sugar careening down a hill at full speed.

It was also delicious.

Over your high-sugar dessert, the three of you lowered your voices and quickly did a relationship check-in since you’d been talking in pairs and generally came to the same conclusions. Everything was the same and stable with Becks, Tasha and Amanda, with you and Sabrina leaving it up to the brunette if she wanted to tell Amanda about her ‘side gig’ or not. Everything was good with you and Sabrina living together, and keeping up to date with Gemma when she was back overseas. You would all apply to the same Law schools, in Australia and the US, and pick the best of the three you got into.

OnlyFans content wasn’t an issue, quickly breezed over after a quick recount of Gemma being very happy with the moves Nelli had made.

“There’s one more thing I need to talk about, or bring forward to the committee,” Gemma said with a little smirk, though you could detect a touch of nerves there.

Sabrina’s phone went off at that moment and she frowned, digging it out of her purse. “One sec,” she murmured. She checked it, her eyebrows went up and then she snorted and lowered it, glancing over her shoulder to make sure no one was looking.

“Why am I suspicious?” you asked.

“It’s from Maeve,” Sabrina said. “And she asked me to pass it on to you. She says ‘I think my butthole is still gaping from Thursday. Thank you again for the excellent sex. I would enjoy meeting up with you again if you are ever in England.’” She put on a bad British accent for the message. “And she sent a picture of her butthole.”

Sabrina turned her phone around and showed you and Gemma the picture, making you both cough and also look around to make sure no one was looking over and saw it.

“Maybe we should consider adding the UK to our list of places to apply to school,” Gemma chuckled.

“One school,” you said. “We’ll apply to one.”

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