The OF Girl
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 424
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 424 - When you discover a fellow intern at the law office is filming amateur content, you make the rash decision to approach her about it. You couldn't have dreamed what would come from that one conversation.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Workplace MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Small Breasts 2nd POV
Sabrina ended up staying with Gemma at her place, not seeing the point of being alone at her place when she could bring clothes for work with her and also wanting to make sure Gemma had some extra backup. Lucy was definitely the more volatile of the two problem roommates you all were dealing with.
That did, however, leave you to handle any encounters with Mosche yourself. Thankfully, when you got back to the apartment you could hear Mosche talking to someone down in his room and it sounded like he might have been gaming. You were able to quickly disappear to your own end of the apartment and spent the last bit of the evening alone without needing to face him.
Unfortunately, that didn’t stop you from stewing in your own worries and frustration. You were still fucking disappointed in how he’d handled himself with Tasha - he’d caused real damage by being such an idiot. But no matter how much you fed that fire, it didn’t take away the fact that you’d betrayed him. Sleeping with your roommate’s ex wasn’t the same as sleeping with a friend’s ex, but there really wasn’t that much of a difference and it made you feel a little dirty.
But then you would remember the look in Tasha’s eyes, and how she’d seemed so much lighter each time things happened between you. The night after the ‘McDonald’s Prom’ she’d been bouncing back. Friday morning after your first time with her she’d seemed like herself again. That morning, after the shower, she’d seemed even better.
Another problem was the fact that, even if you were set on you, Gemma and Sabrina being a trio and just playing with friends, having deep emotional moments and sex with someone like Tasha, or Becks, meant you were giving them some of your heart as well. You may not have been in love with Tasha, but could see yourself falling for her. You could see how she would fit in with the three of you. It would take sacrifices, and change the decisions you three still needed to make, but however improbable it was still possible. And it hurt a little to decide to put up a small barrier around that probability to keep it contained.
You eventually managed to get to sleep after tossing and turning for longer than you liked at all, which meant when you woke up in the morning you didn’t feel rested. Still, you dragged your ass out of bed. No sign of Mosche that morning - he’d likely gamed late into the evening and didn’t need to be up in the morning. You weren’t exactly sure how he was making money, having gotten more of the scoop on the whole ‘struggling comedian’ thing from Tasha, and you wondered if he was getting an allowance from his parents or something.
That just made you even more frustrated with him.
You sent off your regular morning texts while slamming back a bowl of cereal. Good mornings to Gemma and Sabrina were the first, but you sent off similar messages to Becks and Tasha as well. Then, with a smirk, you sent one off the Becca as well and included a picture of your cock bulging slightly in your briefs. Before you stood back up to go get dressed, you got back good mornings from Tasha and Becks, and a picture of Becca’s bare ass. While changing you sent her one back of your own butt, which wasn’t nearly as attractive in your opinion but she sent you back a drooling emoji.
To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account
(Why register?)
* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.