Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 211

Chapter 211

"Becca, I didn't think you were home," Gemma said, looking over her shoulder at her roommate. You were laying with your back to the back of the couch and Gemma was still clinging to you, so Becca was only really getting an eyeful of Gemma's back and maybe a bit of her butt.

"I wasn't," she laughed. "I got home fifteen minutes ago and you two were going at it in a slow fuck on the couch and were so into each other you didn't even hear me say hey when I walked in. Since then I went and got changed, came out here and you two were still fucking, so then I made myself a drink, drank it, came back here and you two were talking."

"Oh my God," Gemma grumbled.

"It's fine," Becca waved you both off. "No big deal. Charlotte and I have banged on that couch plenty of times and been walked in on. I'm surprised it hasn't happened with you yet."

"Well, OK," Gemma said.

"So, you two going to keep going or what?" Becca asked. "Cause Char left me hanging last night and I wouldn't mind jilling off watching you two at all."

Gemma turned back to look at you with an 'I don't even know how that answer this' look. You shot her the same one back, then one that was more 'If you're OK with it, I'm OK with it.' You got an 'Are you sure?' back, and nodded slightly.

"Fine," Gemma said, turning back to Becca. "You can watch, but from the chair over there. No touching or trying to jump in."

"Oh, wasn't planning on it," she smirked as she sauntered through the living room to the indicated chair, stopping to drop her pants before sitting down buck naked. You'd seen her naked before on several occasions, or at least partially naked, but it was still a little thrill. Becca was a striking woman with her sharp feminine features mixed against her boyish short haircut and her strong build. "If we ever get around tothat, there's a bigger talk to be had first. And we'll need safewords."

"Tease," you said.

"No teasing, just promises," she smirked back.

Gemma rolled her eyes as she turned back to you and kissed you softly. "You sure?" she asked quietly.

"After the morning I've had? This doesn't even crack the top three Big Things that happened."

Gemma cracked a grin and kissed you again, and then the two of you slowly got rotated so that you were on your back and Gemma was on top.

"He's been in you this whole time?" Becca asked. "Fuck, that's hot."

"Getting a good view?" Gemma asked, looking over her shoulder.

"Fuck, yes," Becca said as she spread her legs and slowly ran her fingers across her pussy lips. You couldn't get a good look at it from your position, but you could see her face and tits just fine and her nipples were rock hard and standing out. "Seriously, Gem. You have a great ass."

You smirked and ran your hands down Gemma's back to her ass and teased pulling her cheeks apart but didn't.

"Oh, you naughty bastard," Becca laughed, fingering herself a little faster.

You slid your hands back up to Gemma's sides and held her softly. "Ignore her," you whispered. "Do what you want."

"What I want is to make love to you," she said and kissed you long and soft as she began to hunch her hips, grinding you inside of her.

For the next ten minutes or so, the three of you softly grunted and moaned as you each made slow, inch-by-inch gains towards your orgasms. Gemma really did want to make love to you, slow and warm. When she wasn't hunching or circling her hips to work your cock, she was arching her back to slowly slide back and forth on you as she fed you her tits. And when she wasn't doing that she was just resting with her chest pressed to yours, squeezing you inside of her with her abdomen and Kegels.

"I love you," she whispered again between moans.

"I love you, too," you smiled back.

She shifted a bit higher, getting her tits in your face, and you felt your cock pop out of her. It stood up straight and Becca moaned in the background at the sight. Gemma reached back and pushed it back into position, nudging it into the notch of her cunt, and then sliding back on. But she only went until the head was inside of her, and then she slid back off, and then back on.

"Hoooooly fuck," you grunted as Gemma fucked you with just the entrance of her hole.

"God damn, you filthy Aussie," Becca moaned softly. "Fuck him with that hole. You'll gape so fucking good after that."

Gemma ignored Becca and kept doing what she was doing, closing her eyes and gasping softly at the feelings rolling through her as your cock plunged in and out of her over and over. You busied yourself with her breasts, gobbling the bounteous cleavage, kissing her all over. Tasting the sweat from her underboob as eagerly as you suckled her nipples. You went to your favourite spot on her, just at the corner of her underboob and inner cleavage, and sucked hard, marking her as yours again.

"Yesss," she hissed and drove down hard on your cock as she came.

She breathed deeply as her orgasm flowed through her, and then slowly blinked back to focus as she smiled down at you. "Love you," she said. "What will get you off again, baby?"

"Can I make a request?" Becca asked.

"No promises," you said.

"Reverse cowgirl, leaning back," Becca said. "God, I want to see that cock plunging in and out of you as your tits bounce, girl. You are such a fucking goddess."

You smirked a little. "I don't disagree," you said.

Gemma got off of you and remounted in the position, exposing her entire naked front to Becca as she leaned her hands back on your chest. "Happy?" she asked.

"You say that like you're not enjoying this," Becca said.

"OK, maybe it's hot," Gemma said. "Pinch your nipples, you voyeur slut."

"Mmm," Becca hummed.

You, unfortunately, couldn't see anything in the current position other than Gemma's naked back and part of her ass pressing against your pelvis. Not that that entirely mattered when Gemma started bouncing on your cock. Your orgasm finally started to rise, your sixth of the day, and you got Gemma to brace her feet on your legs and you started to fuck up into her.

"Holy fuck, you two look like real pornstars," Becca moaned.

"That's it, you spying bitch," Gemma gasped. "Finger fuck that cunt. Put another one in. Yes! Like that, four fucking fingers. God, love, you're fucking making my pussy roar. Becca, don't stop pinching your nipples. John, don't- don't stop- ooh, fucking... Becca, you better come because he's about the blast inside of me again."

"Fuuucking hell," Becca keened, and you could only guess she was coming.

"Do it, love. Come in me. I want to feel it again. I want to feel your love. God, I love you. Do it. Do iiiiit," she called, and then you exploded inside of her and she sat down heavily on your hips, your cock pushing deep into her as your balls felt like they spat out dust and shrivelled up into empty raisins by the time you were done.

"Holy- Fuck," you panted heavily.

"God, it's leaking out around his cock," Becca laughed. "That's fucking hot."

"Either get us a cloth or get ready to lick it off his balls," Gemma said.

Becca staggered to her feet and headed to the kitchen. "When I suck those balls, I want them full and fresh," she laughed. She threw a pair of wet cloths from the kitchen at us, lounging in the doorway for a moment. "You two are fucking wild," she said. "And hot as hell. But now, I need a nap."

As Becca stumbled down the hall towards her room, Gemma slowly got off of your finally-deflating cock and put one of the wet cloths to her pussy. "That really was wild," she grinned at you.

"It was," you agreed. Then you reached out and took her hand. "I'm so fucking happy right now."

"Me too," she grinned. Then she looked down at your messy cock and balls and glanced towards the front door before shrugging and dropping to her knees beside the couch. She took your dick back between her lips and started to clean you off with her mouth.

"Lof 'oo," she mumbled with your cock in her mouth.

You laughed and ran your fingers through her hair, pulling away from her face. "Love you, too."