The OF Girl Ch. 591-600

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All Characters are 18 years or older.

When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes an MFF threesome, cute moments, an interrogation at home, plans for the near future and an audition that goes so right and so wrong at the same time.

OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14. Originally written in small chapter releases, they will be collected here on Literotica in 10 chapter chunks for smoother reading.

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Chapter 591

"Yes, Oh Mother of God, fucking yes!"

Tasha, despite her revelations, wasn't turned off at all and Becks was more than happy to let her have the first go. Or be the first go.

You were fucking her hard and fast in missionary, her entire body rocking with each of your thrusts and her nipples scraping against your chest as you pressed down close to her. She'd already come once, grinding her juicy labia all over your chin, lips and nose until you'd pinned her in place with your hands on her waist and sucked hard on her clit. No more 'blue clit' for her anymore, that was for damn sure. When Becks had prompted her that you were ready for some 'blonde quim' (where she came up withthat filthy word you'd have to ask later) Tasha had rolled off of you onto her back, spread her legs and used the fingers of both hands to spread her cunt, begging you silently for your cock.

"Fuck, you're tight, Tash," you groaned. "Beautifully tight. Wonderfully."

She laughed breathily. "I've been working on my kegel exercises. I'm planning on snapping off your dick while it's inside me and running away with it one of these days."

"You're welcome to try, but I think you'd get some complaints," you chuckled, then leaned in and kissed her savagely, your lips mashing together. She had her arms up and crossed behind your neck and pulled you down even tighter against her and pinned her knees to your sides.

"Damn straight she would," Becks said, rubbing your back and then taking Tasha's foot in one hand and giving it a wiggle. "Unless of course, she shares once she gets it stuffed and mounted."

That got Tasha snickering, which made her core muscles flutter, and you groaned as you chuckled as well and buried your face in the crook of her neck, smelling the sun and lotion and sweet sweat from your day out. Then Tash moaned in your ear, and you knew that moan - Becks was doing something with her foot.

Friends help friends with their kinks. It was only right.

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"Yep, that was a good one," Becks sighed, still breathless after her climax.

"For both of you," Tasha hummed, her grin looking like it was permanently fixed on her face as she snuggled up next to Becks. The darker-skinned woman was on her back, breathing heavily, while Tasha was trailing her fingers through the streaks of your cum that crisscrossed Becks' wobbling bust.

You were breathing hard as well, having fallen back away from them after fucking Becks to her first orgasm of the afternoon. She'd almost gotten you to pop inside her, pressing her feet to your chest and fucking back at you with the leverage as you watched her tits bounce and her chin work between Tasha's butt cheeks as she ate her out.

You'd known you wanted a quick breather, though, once you popped and having a bit of cleanup to do would help with that. Not to mention that for however good creampieing Becks felt, the visual element of unloading on her chest or face was still a sexual delicacy.

"Alright," you panted, shifting a little and stroking your half-hard cock. It was slick with both their juices still. "Any questions during intermission, Tash?" you asked.

"Ooh, yes," she said, then got a look on her face that she very well might have picked up from Sabrina as she ducked her head in and licked a glob of cum right off of Becks' brown nipple. The brunette snorted and pushed her head away with a chuckle. "How did you get into doing the porn stuff with John and Sabrina?" Tasha asked her.

Becks raised her eyebrows, clearly having expected the questions to be pointed at you. "Well, the way all good stories start, I guess. Three hot ladies out for drinks..."

- - - - -

"Fuck, your pussy looks so fucking good stretched around his cock," Tasha moaned. She was under Becks in a sixty-nine, looking up as you pressed your cock back into your lover and got her pussy eaten at the same time.

"Itfeels so fucking good, too," Becks groaned, her voice muffled between Tasha's thighs.

"Ditto," you grunted, pushing in to the root and feeling her ass press against your pelvis.

"Just stay like that a sec," Tasha mumbled, and then you could feel her face brushing against your balls as she got her lips and tongue on Becks. The darker-skinned woman moaned and raised up, her back arching wonderfully as she accepted the double assault on her pleasure centre. You reached forward and wrapped her braid, now a fraying mess but still functional, around your fest and held her there while your other hand squeezed her hip and ass.

"Ho-ly Mo-ly Mo-ther Fuck-er," Becks grunted. Then her body shook with a little orgasm and she gasped a breath.

"Nice," Tasha chuckled from underneath you. Then she shifted a little and got her lips on your sack, giving your nut a quick, teasing suck.

You let go of Becks' hair so you could pull out of her, look down at Tasha's grinning face, and then feed your cock fresh with the taste of Becks' orgasm. Tasha moaned as she accepted your cock between her lips and gave it a few good sucks and swirls of her tongue.

"Now fuck her ass," she said as you pulled your cock away.

"No, no ass," Becks said, looking over her shoulder at you. "Not that I don'twant one of those fucking magical ass-gasms you can give me, but we're doing anal for your going away party at the end of the week."

"Ooh, I forgot," Tasha said. "I just wanted to watch him go in from this close-up angle."

"Perv," Becks chuckled, then moaned as you pressed your cock back between her sleek, juicy labia.

"Takes one to know one," Tasha said sarcastically. "Now would youplease get back to eating me out?"

Chapter 592

"Ooey. Gooey. Delicious." Tasha hummed.

"You're as bad as Sabrina," you chuckled.

"You mean 'as fantastic as,'" Tasha smirked. Then she scooped another double fingerful of cum from her pussy and brought it to her mouth.

"More like 'as nasty as' in the best way possible," Becks laughed warmly. Then she surprised both of you by rolling onto her side, taking Tasha's foot in both hands and licking the side of her sole.

Tasha immediately moaned, her cute brow furrowing as she still had two fingers in her mouth. She pulled them out, now clean. "If you keep doing that, I might literally come," she said.

"That's the point," Becks smirked, and licked her foot again before starting to kiss her toes.

"Oh my God, I'm in heaven," Tasha groaned and went back to the well for another taste of you.

You decided to add to the fun and rolled over onto your stomach, which brought you in range of her other foot as she was sitting with her legs spread lewdly. She let out a hiccup and gasped for breath as you took her free foot in both hands and started rubbing your thumbs down the centre of them and kissed her heel.

She whimpered, closing her eyes and just letting you feed her kink and she took another taste.

"Do you want to go out with me, Tash?" Becks asked.

You blinked and glanced over at Becks, but she was focused on Tasha.

Tasha was blinking her eyes open as well. "Like... a date?" she asked.

"Like a date," Becks said, then kissed the side of her foot again. "I never thought I'd want to date a woman, if I'm honest, before Gemma and Sabrina changed my mind and made me realise how good sex with a woman could be. And playing with you has been alot of fun, and I think you're really interesting and funny. And we're both in the weird situation of wanting a relationship, I think, but it not making sense with John because of.. fucking life and stuff. But we also both want to keep up this amazing fuck-ship with John and the girls, and what person are we going to find who is legitimately OK with that other than each other? So... yeah. Sabrina and Gemma thought that we should get together, and I'm thinking maybe they're right. Or at least we can give it a shot and see how it fits. Do you want to go out with me, maybe Tuesday?"

Tasha silently worked her jaw in surprise, looking from your to Becks and back. "Um... Um... I mean... fuck yes?"

"Fuck yes?" Becks asked with a bright smile.

"Fuck. Yes," Tasha answered definitively. "I think you're so fucking pretty, and you're fucking amazing in bed, and every time we talk I'm like 'Holy shit she's cool' so fuck yes."

They were both grinning widely, but you interrupted the moment by clearing your throat. "I fucking love this too," you said. "And I support you 100 per cent even if you decide to eventually close the relationship and just be friends with me and the girls. But can weplease keep this quiet from Sabrina and Gemma for a bit? I swear I'll never hear the end of it."

Both Tasha and Becks started laughing and nodding.

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Tasha looked like a goddess, writhing her hips on top of you. She might have picked up a couple of moves from Gemma because while she wasn't hopping on your cock so much, she was still working you into a frenzy.

"That's it, Tash," Becks said, shifting and getting another angle with the phone. "You're the goddamn queen of the cock right now. You lookso fucking sexy."

"Think I'm ready for Sabrina's Silver Screen?" Tasha asked with a smirk. Her blonde hair was sticking to her forehead and shoulders - all three of you were sweaty from the third round of sex, but Tasha had wanted to take a spin at making her on little porno as a 'tryout.'

"You'll be a hit, babe," Becks chuckled, getting in closer and zooming in on where your cock was speared into Tasha. You took that opportunity to slide your thumb down from the blonde's thigh to just above her clit, giving it a little rub that eked out a long, low moan.

"What do you think, 'Daddy?'" Tasha asked you, leaning forward and dangling her tits just out of reach of your lips. "What do you think my 'role' will be? Local slut you picked up, or like... stripper that Sabrina's character gets to love on you? Ooh, or I could live out the 'what if I just become a high-paid escort?' idea, and you and Sabrina want to turn me straight by making me addicted to your perfect cock?"

You growled and ran your hands up from her thigh and waist to grab those perfect tits, mauling them and making her nipples stand out like little torpedoes. "I think you'll be amazing, whatever we figure out, Tash. You're funny and sexy andfuck you can fuck. But let's wait to talk details until Sabrina is around."

"Fine, then what am I rightnow," Tashs grinned, leaning forward a little more as you pulled her towards you, bringing her nipple to your lips as you slurped on one and then the other. "Student and professor? Am I fucking you for a better grade?"

"Jesus, Tash," Becks chuckled, panning the camera over you and Tasha before focusing on what you were doing to her tits. "The man is clearly about to fill your pussyagain. Just let him fuck you, fun roleplay should start withforeplay."

"Oh, fuck," Tasha groaned. "Are you really that close, John?"

You grunted around the nipple in your mouth. You were close.

Tasha pulled away from you and grabbed the phone from Becks. "I already got a load, it's your turn. Maybe I'll eat it out of you."

"Another Sabrina in the making," Becks laughed, and quickly straddled you in reverse cowgirl, her ass pointing back at you. She looked over her shoulder with a grin. "Fill me up, Daddy," she teased and then started working her hips and twerking on your cock.

You weren't going to last long at all.

Chapter 593

You got two steaming kisses at the door, one from Becks and another from Tasha. The text from Sabrina had come in sometime during the third round with them, letting you know it was safe to come home. Not wanting to go back to see Sabrina's sister again reeking of sex (even if Sabrina would have probably found it hot), you and the girls had jumped into the shower and they'd had fun getting you hard again while you'd had your hands full of soap-slippery breasts and ass.

They didn't put your cock to use again fully, though, and by the time you were on the bus headed towards your new home for the last week of summer you were thankfully no longer sporting a tent in your shorts. It was late afternoon, which meant Gemma was somewhere in her early morning - probably too early to text yet. She'd been driving with two of her older brothers and Birdie back to Sydney and it was supposed to be a 15-hour drive, but they were splitting it over two days. You'd asked why not drive through the night with four drivers, and apparently, even in her brother's bigger pickup, kangaroos at night were a menace to almost anything smaller than an 18-wheeler, so they would have been on the road a long fucking time and possibly late into the evening, and getting up again early to continue on. You weren't about to wake her up for anything short of an emergency.

Of course, depending on how things ended at the apartment between Sabrina and Emma, there might be one.

You were about halfway back when you started getting texts from Tasha - the photos from the last couple of hours. They might not have been quite as good quality as what Sabrina would put together for proper releases, but that meant they had that more personal touch, too. They werereal, not staged. And God, Becks and Tasha looked good with your cock in them.

Then, weirdly, Tasha sent 'Oops! Sorry!'

You sent back some question marks because you didn't see anything wrong other than the fact that you had to make sure no one else on the bus could see your phone screen.

'Was sending them to Sabrina and Gemma at the same time,' Tasha replied with a grimacing face. Then she forwarded a picture from Gemma, who looked dead tired and with her head on a motel pillow in a dark room, flashing the camera her middle finger.

'Oops,' you replied. 'She'll forgive you... eventually.'

When you got back to the apartment you considered stopping to buy some more pastries before heading up. Or flowers. Or wine. Anything to potentially distract either of the two sisters, like throwing steaks to guard dogs.

With a sigh, you shook your head and headed up.

Emma answered the door this time, looking you up and down with narrowed eyes.

"Hey, Sabrina said I should come back?"

Emma pursed her lips slightly, still openly eyeing you like she was suspicious of every article of clothing you were wearing, your backpack and potentially every square inch of skin on your body. "Uh huh," she answered.

"So...?"

She moved aside, pulling the door further open, and let you in.

"Hey, baby," Sabrina said, coming around from the direction of the bedroom. "Did you have fun out with the girls?"

"Plenty," you said. "But it would have been better if you'd been there too."

She smiled sweetly and came to you, slipping into your arms and kissing you with a gentle peck. "Maybe we can do it another time," she said. "Itwould be fun to see people reacting to those two in bikinis."

You laughed, heading towards the bedroom and tossing your backpack inside to be unpacked when you had a chance. "Yeah, well, you're not wrong about that. Doesn't mean they wouldn't have been enraptured by you too, though."

Sabrina smirked a little, shaking her head. "Look, I know I'm good-looking and have a nice little body, but next to Becks and Tash eyes will shoot like magnets to their... morebouncy assets."

You groaned in disagreement. "Some guys like your build better, Sabrina."

"You say as you date both me and Gemma," she shot back with a grin and a roll of her eyes.

Emma had been hovering in the doorway from the entryway and the kitchen, watching the two of you. She was leaning against the wall, arms crossed over her chest, her face back to that stoic cold expression that made her look like she was feelingnothing, which then seemed almost mean in its own way.

"So how did the conversation go?" you asked.

Sabrina sighed softly, frowning in a 'long story' kind of way, then looked over to her sister briefly before reaching out to you. "Come sit at the table," she said. You let her take your hand and lead you to the kitchen table, and she had you sit at one end and she sat in the middle. Then she looked at Emma and just raised her eyebrows. Emma pursed her lips again, whether in thought or displeasure, it was hard to tell, and came over and slid into the chair at the opposite end of the table from you.

Sabrina took one calm, measured breath, then looked at you while still holding your hand. "I've told Emmaeverything about what we do, and who we've been with. I've shown her the OnlyFans account, our business and content planning, and all the backend stuff we do. We've come to an understanding, and she knows you only know the bare basics of what's going on and why Katherine sent her here. Before she makes any decisions, she wants to talk with you one-on-one to confirm what I've been telling her."

"And to make sure you haven't brainwashed her or something," Emma finally chipped in. She had her arms crossed again as she looked across the table at you.

"Apparently, she has a concern you're starting a cult," Sabrina said with a little smirk. "A sex cult. Which, I mean, I would be down for, but that's not a super convincing argument."

You blew out a breath. "Well, uh... No, I have no culty aspirations," you said. "Are we having this conversation now?"

Sabrina nodded, and explained she was going to go shopping to find a proper 'thank you' gift for Garrison to show how much you, Gemma, Sabrina and Eric appreciated his mentorship over the summer. She'd come back with dinner.

In minutes she had her shoes on and she was out the door.

And then it was just you and Emma, her cold eyes boring holes in you across the kitchen table.

Chapter 594

"What would you like to know?"

It felt like the right question for you to ask. Nice and open-ended. You phrased it in a friendly tone.

Emma didn't answer for a good thirty seconds, just staring at you in the quiet. It was uncomfortable. Awkward, even. The silence stretched.

But there was no fucking way you were going to let her make you squirm. Whatever powerplay she was getting at, whatever high school bullshit she wanted to try and use to pressure you into saying something stupid and confirming whatever doubts she had, you weren't going to play along.

So you sat. Casually. One arm resting on the table, the other with your hand on your thigh. You watched her right back.

Emma was pretty in a sort of more delicate way than Sabrina and Katherine. She'd already outgrown whatever baby fat she might have been carrying, her cheekbones a little sharper than her sisters and her complexion just a little more tan, sporting a soft sprinkling of freckles. She was still wearing the same outfit from that morning, a tank top with spaghetti straps that hugged her body like a glove and outlined her breasts and couldn't hide the slight bumps of her nipples, along with cotton shorts that were rolled up even higher to show off her legs. She'd also tied her strawberry-blonde hair up into a ponytail, her hair having dried naturally into a spray of curls and ringlets.