The OF Girl
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 649
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 649 - 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
They had to have planned it. You weren’t sure how or why, but they must have.
Sabrina was getting ready to go out when it happened.
The two of you had made it home without any further incidents from the defeated guy at the bus stop or anyone else, riding the bus all the way back to the apartment. It was ‘the’ apartment in your mind still, even though Sabrina called it ‘our apartment.’ Sure, you’d stayed over plenty throughout the summer, but it still kinda felt like it was her place since that’s how it had started.
While there hadn’t been any incidents, the bus ride hadn’t been entirely quiet. You’d managed to grab a couple of seats together and, during a low point when the bus was only half full and there wasn’t anyone right next to you, she’d leaned over and murmured that your cum was leaking out of her and into her thong. Then she’d smirked and grabbed your thigh.
She knew what she was doing.
The two of you had crashed once you were back in the apartment, and other than a little teasing as the two of you changed out of your work outfits and into some casual clothes, there wasn’t anything explicitly sexual. You’d sat down on the couch, and Sabrina had come out to join you wearing a tight little tank top and baggy sweatpants, lying down with her head in your lap and letting out a contented sigh.
An alarm on her phone woke you both up when she had to get up and start getting herself together for your dinner.
Fifteen minutes later, you were bombarded with texts.
Sabrina, Gemma, Amanda, Becks, Tasha, Becca, Maeve, and Mallory. All within seconds of each other.
“What the shit?” you laughed, and you could hear Sabrina snickering over in the bathroom.
You opened the first one, from Sabrina, and snorted.
It was a picture, and one line of text.
“Happy Butthole Party!” was the text.
The picture was of Sabrina’s asshole, one cheek pried to the side and her buttplug just starting to be tugged out of her.
Gemma’s text said the same thing, but the picture was of her bent over and two of her fingers easing into her butt.
Amanda’s text said, “You guys are crazy. Maybe you need to fuck it out of them? Loved our end-of-summer thing! Happy Butthole Party.” Her picture was her sitting on what looked like a stool she had at her place, her big butt positioned to be spread a bit, with her tidy little butthole and just a bit of her pussy on display as it pressed to the bare, smooth wood between her thighs.
Becks’ text had come in next in line, and she must have taken it before she left work because you could recognise the skirt she’d been wearing earlier. It was pulled down to her knees and she was in a bathroom stall, her deeply tanned ass being held open with one hand and showing off her silver plug. “XOXO, John. See you soon for our Butthole Party. Hope you’re ready to fuck me so hard I’m feeling it a month from now.”
Tasha had gotten a little more artsy, or maybe she just hadn’t expected everyone else in the plan to be quite so utterly explicit, because hers was a picture of her lying on her stomach, about a third of the picture showering her one eye and her lip-biting smile, while in the background her ass was showing. “Can’t wait to see you, get pounded by you, have a brain melting orgasm or three, and then do it all again:P”
You wondered if Becca’s picture was new for this, or if she’d taken it before and had been sitting on it to tease you with at a later time, because it was her in the shower at her apartment - one of the earliest places the two of you had had an ‘encounter’ and she’d teased you. The water was running down her back and over her juicy, sculpted butt as she stood with her back arched and her legs crossed slightly to give an amazing, ass-popping pose. Instead of a buttplug, toy or her fingers, though, she had what looked like a leather BDSM spanking paddle pressed into her butt cheek. “Maybe next time I’ll get an invite to the Butthole Party;) Congrats on finishing up for the summer! Fuck you soon:P”
The last two texts were also the most surprising - one because of distance and time zones, and the other because it was pushing boundaries a little.
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