Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 150

Chapter 150

"What? Nothing," Lucy said from the hallway. You couldn't actually see her from where you were, though you could still see Gemma's naked ass and back (and those you were happily watching, even while you were curious about what else was going on.) "What the hell are you doing coming out here like that?"

"I'm going to the washroom quickly," Gemma said. "But don't dodge the question. What the fuck are you doing outside my room?"

"Nothing!" Lucy said more forcefully. "I was just grabbing something from Becca and Charlotte's room."

"Well, what was it? Your hands are empty."

"I- I couldn't find it," Lucy said. "Just fuck off and leave me alone, perv." Then it sounded like she stomped off.

Gemma turned back to you and shot a 'What the fuck?' look, then slipped out of the room and closed the door behind her. She was back in a minute, coming back in with a washcloth and still wiping her chest, her face already clean. She tossed the washcloth onto the bedside table and then climbed on the bed, but immediately got off of it. "Fuck, we did a number on the sheets again," she chuckled ruefully.

"We?" you asked, smirking a little and rolling further along the bed and out of the way for her to get on away from the wet spot.

"Yeah, we," Gemma said, skirting around and then climbing up to lay next to you. "I never get that wet when I'm taking care of things alone. And it was never like that with my ex."

"Fine. We," you agreed and hugged her to you.

"That was weird with Lucy though," Gemma mused, resting her chin on your chest as she looked up at you.

"What was she doing?" you asked.

"Well, she said she was just walking by, but I think she might have been listening to us," Gemma said.

"Really?" you asked, a little sceptical. "Her music was playing the whole time. Why would she try and listen to us?"

"Maybe she's jealous," Gemma smiled. "I mean, I do have you after all. Something she didn't realize she had until it was gone."

"I dunno, that doesn't seem like Lucy," you said.

"Maybe she was just feeling horny," Gemma suggested. "What if she'd been standing out there, listening to you fuck the ever-loving shit out of me, fingering herself as she tried to remember what your cock was like?"

You couldn't help it, you started to get hard again. Gemma laughed as she felt your cock starting to swell and stiffen. "It's not my fault," you said, running your fingers through her hair to pull it away from her face. "You just say the naughtiest things."

"I know I do," Gemma said. "I think Sabrina and I might be bad influences on each other. She's kind of like my cousin Birdie in that way - whenever we get together, we act more like 14-year-old boys than twenty-something ladies."

"I'd like to see that," you smiled.

"Me too," she smiled back.

Neither of you brought up the fact that Gemma was leaving in two months.

You talked for a little bit, decompressing from the harder sex you'd just had. Gemma said she'd liked it all, and even the things she hadn't liked she'd appreciated that you'd been paying such close attention to her that you stopped almost before it started.

She started slowly stroking your cock as you talked, playing with the hardness in her hand, and you returned the favour by stroking her back from her shoulders down to her ass, giving her squeezes and slowly scratching your fingernails along her smooth skin. You kissed a couple of times, then a few more, and slowly the conversation stuttered to a halt as she climbed up your body a bit more and swung her leg over you as you began to make out.

That lasted for a while, Gemma grinding her pelvis down against yours as your cock pressed against her ass cheeks and crack from below. Her tits were mashed to your chest, so your hands were limited to hugging her to you or grabbing her ass while she chose to hold your head in both hands, her fingers slowly massaging your scalp.

Gemma was an excellent kisser, melding to you and making you feel like a king. Eventually she broke apart, panting. "I want you in me again, love," she said. "Is it OK if we try the deepthroating and face fuck on the weekend?"

You started laughing. "Gemma, think about what you just said."

"Fair," she giggled softly. "I just didn't want to disappoint you."

"You could never," you said.

She wanted you to pick the position, and soon you were laying back on her pillows with your leg spread, and Gemma was kneeling in a wide stance between them, backing her ass up to your cock. The position spread her meaty cheeks enough that you could see her asshole and pussy, and you helped direct your cock into the entrance of her cunt as she sat back.

"Ooh, baby, that's such a big dick," Gemma moaned happily as she popped on and off your cock a few times.

"You look so fucking hot, love," you told her.

Gemma looked back over her shoulder at you with a smirk. "You like watching my ass while I fuck myself on you, love?"

"I do," you admitted. "You have such a great ass. I love the way it wobbles every time you slide down, and the way you pop it right at the top."

She bit her lip. "Do you want to finger my butt a bit while I do it? Start getting me used to having you inside me like that?"

You exhaled and single chuckle and reached forward, palming both her ass cheeks. "How could a guy turn down such a generous, sexy offer from a goddess like you?"

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To Be Continued...