Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 184

Chapter 184

"Hi," Gemma giggled when she saw you waking up.

"Sorry," you said. "And, uh, wow."

"Wow is right," Sabrina smirked, giving Gemma a side-eyed glance and biting the inside of her lip.

Gemma was dressed in a beautiful green set of lace bra and panties. They didn't give her any support whatsoever - the bra was all lace, cupping over her bountiful breasts and just tugging them together enough to make a ridiculous amount of cleavage. Her areolas and nipples could be seen through the gaps in the lace. The panties were similar, hugging her mound. But the real surprise was the garter belt and the dark green stockings it was holding up. Gemma looked like a pornstar, or you guessed pornstars were supposed to look like this when they achieved the look properly.

Sabrina, for her part, hadn't waited long to reveal the neglige. It was gauze and blue, and didn't hide a single part of her body behind the swoopy film of fabric. She'd matched it with one of her new thongs of a similar colour.

"Did I die and go to heaven?" you asked.

"Sorry, this is actually hell," Gemma said. "I'm about to pull off my face and underneath I'm a fifty-five-year-old fat guy with facial herpes and a desire to wear your skin."

Sabrina snorted hard at that, and you rolled your eyes and grinned. "Well, for a fat man, you really know how to wear that bra."

"Thank you," she grinned and stuck a pose.

"Seriously, you both look absolutely amazing," you said. "I don't even know where to start the compliments, and if I do I don't think I'll be able to stop."

"You're rambling, baby," Sabrina said, climbing up onto the bed. She leaned in and kissed you, and took your hand and brought it through the gap in the neglige to press against her bare skin and slowly run up towards her breast. "And there's one more surprise."

She turned your face to look back at Gemma again, who smiled sexily and did a little turn for you, wagging her hips until she was facing away. Then she slowly started to lower her panties, bending over as she did it, to reveal a little green-gemmed buttplug between her cheeks. She dropped the panties, the garter belt and stockings still on, and turned back around. Gemma climbed up onto the bed, giving you a smouldering gaze as she prowled on her hands and knees until she was nose to nose with you, and she kissed you hard and passionately. She moaned into your lips, and you grunted your own pleasure back.

When she pulled back, Gemma took a deep breath but didn't stop smiling. "John. Love. I would like you to please take my anal virginity and be my first. Could you do that for me? Stretch my asshole with your cock, and be the only man to ever do that? Make me yours?"

"He isso hard right now," Sabrina giggled as she reached into your boxers to feel the pole that was tenting them.

"Is that a yes?" Gemma asked you.

"God, yes," you gasped and took her by the shoulder so you could kiss her again. She hummed happily and you slowly fell backwards, pulling her with you until she was laying on your body as the two of you made out.

"Do you want to take the buttplug out of her?" Sabrina asked you, kissing your ear from the side. "Or should I?"

"Yes?" you mumbled through the kissing.

Sabrina snorted and took your hand from Gemma's hip and slid it back to her ass, getting your fingers around the plug. You tugged on it, and Gemma sucked in a breath, and then you tugged on it again and she whined a little bit in her throat.

"Don't tease me like that, love," she whispered. "Not today. Another time."

"OK," you said, and slowly pulled the plug out of her as she groaned softly.

Sabrina took the plug and set it aside, then reached back and spread Gemma's cheeks and smeared lube between them, and Gemma jumped a little on you when Sabrina slid two of her slim fingers into her to spread the lube around.

"Fuuu-huuuck," Gemma moaned.

"That's nothing compared to what he's got," Sabrina reminded her.

"I know," Gemma nodded. Then, after one last kiss, she slithered down your body until she had free access to your boxers, which she pulled down and off of you. She took you in her mouth and sucked hard, tonguing your head for a moment, but pulled off. "I want you to last as long as possible in my ass, so no blowjob. Is that OK?"

"Of course it is," you said, giving her a little look like she was crazy to ask and making her chuckle.

"OK," she said. "And I want to be on top for the first time?"

"Anything you want, love," you said.

She beamed at that. Then Sabrina squirted some lube into her hand, and Gemma started stroking your cock and getting it slimy and slick. It felt different, getting jacked off by a girl with lube. Spit was slick but it wasn't like this.

"OK, you're ready," Sabrina declared.

Gemma looked to you. "Are you?"

"I don't know how I could be," you said. "I don't think I could ever be fully ready for this. But God I want you."

She grinned and climbed back up your body, getting herself straddled and in position. Then she reached back and stroked your cock a couple of times, and pivoted her hips, and you felt your cock rubbing against the soft folds of her pussy. She closed her eyes and pressed down briefly, but didn't pop you in. Your cock was directed higher up. Her hips tilted a little more. And then you were nuzzled into place.

Gemma opened her eyes and looked into yours.

"I love you," you said.

She smiled, as wide and as beautiful as you'd ever seen her smile, and she sat down.