Nothin' wrong with a quickie in a cubicle, right?

“Fill me up,” Becks moaned into your ear. “Fucking come deep inside me, John. I’m having dinner with Tash tonight and I can give her some of our cream pie dessert before we go out.”

Becks might not have spent as much time with you as your girlfriends, but she’d definitely learned how to encourage you over the finish line.

The sex was hot and fast. She’d been ready for you already, and only a cursory blowjob from Sabrina had you slick and ready to plunge into her. You’d peeled one of her stockings off at the start and tied it like a gag around her head, making her laugh warmly and grin, but it had done the job and muffled her moans as the two of you had fucked with her on the edge of the desk. The meeting room door was, hopefully, thick enough to block the sound of your thighs clapping against each other.

She’d orgasmed first when you manhandled her tits through her lace bra before scooping them out and pinching both of her nipples. The gag had done its job, mostly, but you’d finished the muffling of her groan by kissing her spread lips. Then she’d pulled the gag off and tossed it at Sabrina, who was leaning with her back against the wall, one hand down the front of her pants as she played with herself, watching the two of you fuck.

You wanted to get Becks off again, but you both knew you were close as hell. Hell, you wanted to pull out, flip her over and give her a thorough fucking in at least two more positions - she deserved great sex and you knew missionary wasn’t her favourite. And yet her pussy was greedy, and her tits were bouncing as she squeezed her forearms to make them pop forward a bit as she held onto your shoulders, and the look in her eyes told you she knew this was meant to be quick relief, not a marathon.

Then she told you to fill her up, and you grunted and drove deep into her, making her gasp.

“Wait, you’re having dinner with Tasha?” Sabrina interrupted. “Are you guys going on a date?!”

“Fuck,” Becks laughed breathily.

You were on autopilot and pulled out before thrusting into her again, your orgasm overloading your brain with a wave of satisfying pleasure for a split second as you started to unleash blasts of cum into your beautiful sexual partner.

“Oooh, God, that’s good,” Becks groaned, squeezing your shoulders as she closed her eyes and revelled in the feeling.

“Hey, don’t ignore me,” Sabrina said, smirking and knowing she was being a little shit as she came over to you from the wall and grabbed Becks by the cheeks, making the older girl turn towards her with a **** pout. “Are you and Tasha dating?”

That made Becks snort and chuckle, while you were distracted by slowly pulling out of her and then pushing back in, letting the last of your orgasm direct your movements as you made sure every fucking drop went as deep as you could get it in her glorious, steamy cunt.

“I guess the cat is out of the bag,” Becks finally said, rolling her eyes as she looked back at you with a smirk.

“You’re dating Tasha?!” Sabrina said, whisper-shouting as she pumped her fist in victory. “Yes! I knew you two would work out.”

“OK, hold on there, Little Miss Matchmaker,” Becks said, sitting up and hugging herself closer to you with one arm with her chest pressing to yours as she reached over with her other hand and poked Sabrina in the forehead. “We’re trying it out, we’re not dating. We’re just seeing each other for now. No labels. No expectations. Neither of us have dated a girl before, and we need to figure out if we like the vibe enough to be more serious without a dick in the mix.”

“Well, you’ve got a dick in the mix right now,” Sabrina snickered.

“You’ve got a one-track mind, baby, and I love you for it, but that’s not what she meant,” you said.

“Ehhh, it’s kind of what I meant,” Becks chuckled. “You being our dick on the side is fucking amazing, and knowing we do have you to scratch that itch is the only reason we’re trying it out. But, and it’s a big but, once you guys are back at school and we don’t have regular access to either of you, things might be different.” She turned back to Sabrina. “So don’t go making it a big deal, OK? It’s just two girls becoming better friends.”

“And eating each other out?” Sabrina asked. “And using a dildo? And-”

“Yeah, all of those too,” Becks sighed.

“Have you guys slept together in the same bed yet?” Sabrina asked.

“No, Sabrina,” Becks sighed. “It’s still too new for that.”

“So… are we done, or should I start thrusting again?” you asked. “Because if I stay buried in you much longer, Becks, you’re getting another round and it’s gonna last a lot longer.”

Sabrina had a look on her face like she was perfectly happy to spend all afternoon fucking in the little meeting room, or even just watching you and Becks together, but Becks groaned and kissed you for a long moment before pulling back. “Next time we’ll do it right,” she said, then smirked. “Though, next time will be your goodbye party so you’ll be doing my ass.”

“And Tasha’s,” Sabrina grinned. “And mine.”

“Not helping the whole situation down there,” you said, nodding down to your dick.

“Pull out of me, John,” Becks snorted. “Sabrina, can you grab my panties from the desk chair? I don’t want this load leaking down my legs.”

You pulled out and Sabrina handed Becks her panties but stopped you from pulling up your pants and she went down to her knees on the carpeted floor and started licking your cock clean.

“Sabrina, baby, you are also not helping by moaning like that,” you grunted.

“What do you want from me?” she asked, looking up at you with a furrowed brow. “You two taste good together, and I don’t get to lick you clean from fucking Gemma on the regular anymore. Let a girl get her fix.”

That had you and Becks coughing with laughter as you tried to get yourselves back together and looking appropriate to walk out of the office.

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