Chapter 539

Becca’s moans were muffled as she buried her lips against Gemma’s pretty pussy. Your girlfriend practically had the other woman in a leg lock, and that left Becca completely vulnerable to whatever you wanted to do to her upturned ass in your lap.

The spanking was part of the ‘scene.’ The ‘punishment’ that Gemma had concocted.

It also happened to be a lot of fun.

Becca’s ass slowly started to heat up and turn red as you layered different strengths of spankings across her jiggling cheeks. The hard ones obviously got the most fun physical and auditory reactions - her grunts and moans were delightful. But you also had fun playing her butt like a pair of bongos, getting so into it that you made Gemma laugh.

Then of course there was the non-spanking stuff. Grabbing her ass cheeks and massaging them, feeling the heat of the blood rushing around. It was delectably pliable, which you’d already known from your teasing gropes, but also proved to be that perfect soft-firm sort of feeling. Her moans were softer, almost whimpers, as you massaged her ass and dragged your fingernails across the warmest spots. You let your hands roam down to her thighs, which she spread for you a bit more, and then back up to her ass and spread her cheeks. Her pussy was already wet, peeking at you from the apex of her thighs, two perfect little lips pointing like arrows to her fuck hole. And her asshole looked utterly fuckable. As you watched, her ass lewdly spread, she either realised what was going on and got nervous, or exhibitionist, as her ass flexed and winked at you a little.

You let her cheeks go and went back to spanking her for a bit, but slowly started adding more sexual touches. One hand trailing fingers across her inner thighs, and then teasing her pussy lips, as you spanked her with the other. Then you spread her cheeks again and she moaned, spreading her leg wider, giving you an even better look. Your two fingers delved between her pussy lips, getting slick, and then started to press into her cunt.

“Fuck, Becca-slut,” Gemma groaned. Her head was thrown back as she looked up at the ceiling. “Eat my pussy just like that. God, fuck! Taste it. Taste it like I know you’ve wanted to for months.”

“Mmmf!” Becca hummed, seemingly in complete agreement.

The play continued as you started to finger Becca as your primary action instead of as a secondary. Then you started to tease the middle finger of your other hand at her butthole, feeling her anal ring contract and flex against the pad of your finger.

It really didn’t take that much pressure for the tip to press in. Then a little more to dip in to the first knuckle.

“Uuungh,” Becca moaned, her ass clamping around your finger and her pussy rippling for a moment as her core muscles fluttered, her first orgasm of the night working through here.

“Good giiirl,” Gemma crooned. Then she acted against that sentiment and took a handful of Becca’s hair in the front and pulled her down harder against her pussy, grinding herself against Becca’s chin, lips and nose. “Don’t fucking stop now, Becca-slut. I’m getting close, watching my boyfriend toy around with your holes.”