Fucking Becca; Part 6

“You honestly thought she was going to drop to her knees and start sucking him off?” Gemma asked.

“Well, I thought it was at least a toss-up,” Becca chuckled.

“I don’t think I would have been OK with that,” you said. “Not after everything with her being a total bitch.”

“That’s fair,” Becca shrugged. Then she leaned in and kissed you, her tits pressing to your chest.

The fucking venue had returned to the bedroom. Lucy had stormed off without saying another word, though to be fair for a moment even you had thought she might actually make a lunge for your dick. Whether it was for a sexual purpose or to rip it off you weren’t sure, but she sure had looked like she wanted to grab it. But she hadn’t, and even though her bedroom door had slammed so hard on the first try that it popped back open and needed to get slammed again, the three of you decided to retreat to the other end of the apartment.

That had led to you getting mounted in cowgirl, with Gemma sitting behind Becca propped on your knees. She had one hand wormed down between you diddling Becca’s clit, and the other one was wiggling a finger or two in Becca’s ass. The addition of Gemma planting kisses across Becca’s shoulders and up either side of her neck gave the filthy acts a feeling of intimacy.

“I still think she’s most pissed about territorial bitch shit though,” Becca groaned. “Can’t stand that someone she threw away like an idiot is such a catch like you are, John.”

“Don’t,” Gemma said quickly, shooting you a look.

You clicked your mouth shut.

“What was that?” Becca asked.

“He was about to say he’s the lucky one, or that I’m more of a catch than him, or something like that,” Gemma said. “And while I appreciate that he’s humble, I’m not putting up with him putting himself down anymore.”

“Understood,” you said.

“Good,” Gemma nodded. “Now, what’s it going to take for you to pump that next load onto Becca? I’m thinking this one should get sprayed all over her so I can lick it up.”

Becca snorted and looked you in the eye as she continued to work her hips, stirring your cock inside her. “She really is a nasty, naughty girl isn’t she?”

“You haven’t fucked Sabrina,” you said.

“Oh.”

That was all Becca said. Over and over.

She was on her back, her legs pulled up and her knees pressed to her chest. Her feet were hanging in the air and she was flexing her toes. Her breathing was deep and slow.

“Oh, or ow?” you asked carefully, your cock having successfully popped through her tight little anal ring before pausing to let her adjust. The heavy amount of lube was helping, and she wasn’t an anal virgin, but you were still taking it slow.

“Oh,” Becca said, then laughed. “Um, oh, fuck.”

“Um, oh, fuck, got it,” you chuckled.

“Give her a little more, love,” Gemma said, then went back to stroking her fingers through Becca’s hair.

“You want more?” you asked Becca. Sometimes you wondered if your ‘anal queen’ forgot that others had a harder time than her taking your dick in their butt.

Becca hesitated and then nodded, and you pressed in another inch or so.

“Oooh,” Becca groaned.

“Good Oh?” Gemma asked.

“Yeah,” Becca nodded. “Um, yeah. Just seriously, we want to take our time. I like playing with my butt with toys, or Charlotte doing it. I’m just not used to a fucking log of a cock doing it…”

“Sorry, I didn’t bring any twigs,” you smirked.

Becca snorted, making her butthole clench.

“Imagine if I had that vibrate functionality now,” you grinned.

“Stop,” Becca laughed. “Stop making me laugh.”

You pushed in a little more, maybe half an inch.

“Ooooh.”

“Yeees,” Becca whined, her fingernails digging into your forearms as she held your wrists and used the leverage there and with her feet on your chest to fuck back at you. The long, full strokes of your cock in her ass were building to a big orgasm for her.

Gemma using a magic wand vibrator on Becca’s pussy, and letting her tits gently hang over Becca’s face was also helping.

“Get there, you little cocktease,” Gemma crooned softly. “Get there with John’s dick in your ass.”

“Best one ever,” Becca groaned.

“Only one ever, you said,” you corrected her.

“That… too…” Becca moaned.

“When you’ve finally gotten an anal orgasm,” Gemma murmured. “I’m gonna put the strap-on back on and we’re DPing you.”

“Oh.”

“Ho-o-o-o-o-ly-Fu-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-”

Becca kept going, her words becoming unintelligible. Gemma didn’t seem to be in the mood to take it easy on her.

Still, her roommate was game just like she’d said at the beginning. You were once again lying on the bed, your stiff cock wedged into one of Becca’s orifices. This time she was in reverse cowgirl on you, having sat down with your cock in her ass as it faced you. She gave you a delightful little ride, letting you watch your cock stretching her butthole and then even twerking on it for a minute as she slobbered on Gemma’s strap-on at the other end.

Then she’d leaned back and you’d hugged her to you until her back was pressed to your chest and she was comfortable in your arms. As soon as she’d opened her legs, Gemma had gotten between them and started teasing her with the tip of the strap-on dildo.

Listening to Becca big for Gemma to ‘fucking fill my hole’ had been hot. Having Becca moan like an absolute whore, and feel her body react, when Gemma had speared into her was even better.

When they weren’t making out, both of Becca’s holes filled deep as Gemma pressed down on her to swap spit, your Australian girlfriend was not taking it easy. She’d learned a lot over the last couple of months, and how to wield a strap-on had been one of the big ones. Becca had already learned that lesson early, but experiencing it while also having her asshole crammed with your cock was another lesson entirely.

“I’m coming,” Becca gasped suddenly.

It was a split-second warning and her whole body tensed almost immediately afterwards. She rode the orgasm but Gemma didn’t give her a chance, not even slowing a bit as she continued to fuck her.

“Oh. Fuck,” Becca gulped. Her hands were clawed into your hips, holding on for dear life as she looked up into Gemma’s predatory grin.

“You told me once that you can go really multiorgasmic,” Gemma panted. “As long as you get fucked really good.”

“I might die tonight,” Becca gasped, laughing a little hysterically. Then she sucked in a breath and tensed again, another strong wave of orgasmic pleasure rolling through her.

“Come on, Becca,” you said into her ear. “Let’s get you there.”

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