The OF Girl Ch. 401-410 - Sex Stories

The OF Girl Ch. 401-410

... her up more to Gemma.

Your girlfriend didn't waste the opportunity and she pressed the ridiculous green of the fake cock head into Tasha's pussy from behind.

Tasha moaned deep in her chest and throat, which vibrated up to your cock and felt ridiculously good. Her eyes also rolled up a little and you were worried she'd go back into that too-much orgasmic state, but you pulled out of her throat and she exhaled around your cock, blinking her eyes back to normal before smirking and leaning back. She used her hands and knees as a pivot point, pressing her ass back at Gemma and taking the dildo deep into her, then leaned forward again and took your cock into her mouth and right back into her throat.

"That's it, baby," Sabrina hummed, stroking her back again and then reaching down on either side of her and cupping those fantastic tits that were hanging beneath her. "Gemma's gonna get a little revenge for us fisting her pretty pussy by pounding yours, and you're gonna get spit roasted with John's cock in your mouth until he comes aaallll over your face."

To be fair, it wasn't exactly a rough fucking. For all that Gemma was 'getting revenge' she wasn't looking to choke Tasha on your cock. She fucked the other woman at a steady, easy pace as Tasha bounced between the two of you. Your eyes felt like they were getting drawn all over the place. Tasha's eyes and lips, Sabrina's grin and smaller tits, where Gemma was clapping her hips against Tasha's ass as she held the other ...

... blonde's waist. Not to mention Gemma's breasts as they wobbled with her movements, her nipples standing proud, or her own smile and eyes as she met your gaze.

Sharing women with your girlfriends was amazing. Your life felt like a fucking dream. Things had changed so completely since the start of the summer. You started to have a bit of an out-of-body experience, or maybe it was a spiritual moment, where you were so in the moment with all three women but also totally aware of how the you of three months ago would view the you now as an almost unrecognisable person.

Your orgasm pulled you back, your balls suddenly trying to boil over as Tasha swallowed repeatedly, milking your cock head. You pulled out of her with a groan, a wash of her spit dribbling in a gross, pretty drool as she looked up at you with a needy pout. "That's it, John," she panted. "Come all over my face. Give me a facial, give me your gooey, tasty cum. God, I want to feel it. I want you to be the guy who comes on my face, John. I don't do that usually. I didn't before, but I want you to. Give it to me! Give me my-"

Cum erupted, splattering her. You'd already come twice, so it wasn't some big impressive load, but three good ropes plus dribbles that you wiped across the tip of her nose and her lips left her nicely glazed. She sucked your cock head into her mouth gently as she hummed her pleased laugh, Gemma reaching forward and wrapping a fist in her hair to pull her back onto the dildo. "That's it, ...