The OF Girl
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 652
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 652 - 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
“I don’t know about this,” you said, wincing a little.
“No, it makes sense for the lore of the world,” Sabrina said. “Gemma is your Darling wifey and is a dominant force, just not to you. Becks is your sexy, submissive secretary and is like a rival for me, your submissive girlfriend-slash-side piece. Tasha needs to bring a new dynamic to the ongoing saga, so her being your new boss because of nepotism puts a whole spin on her submitting to you.”
“I figure I should be able to play the arrogant, self-obsessed slut half decently,” Tasha chuckled.
The four of you were back at the apartment and, unlike what you had been expecting at this point in the night, no one was fucking. In fact, no one was even naked, or partially naked. Instead, you were all sitting around on the couch and chairs, discussing Tasha’s introductory scene into the Sabrina Cinematic Universe.
“No, that’s not what’s making me uncomfortable,” you shook your head, waving that thought away. “If you’re into that idea, I think it could be fun. I’m more concerned about the whole idea for the scene where you’re drunk and we bring you here. That feels a lot more like taking advantage of you than consensual, which I’m not OK with. And it might be against the Terms of Service, but I would need to check.”
“Oh,” Sabrina said, scrunching up her nose, clearly not having thought about that.
“To be fair, it’s more realistic, but also more likely to be icky,” Becks chipped in as she followed your reasoning. “Plus, consider all the werewolf and vampire romance novels and stuff - it’s way hotter when the guy’s presence makes the woman feel weak in the knees, and she just can’t help but give in to it. If he were actively forcing it to happen because she was drunk? Way less hot.”
“Well, what’s the storyline then?” Sabrina sighed. “I’m running out of ideas for this apartment.”
The four of you all went silent, trying to think of something.
“I’ve got it!” Tasha suddenly said, bursting into a grin. “First thing first - Becks, you’re gonna be sucking John’s dick.”
“Oh no,” Becks said sarcastically. “The worst thing in the world. How ever will I put up with that?”
You groaned in satisfied pleasure, closing your eyes for a moment as you reveled in the feeling of Becks’ lips slowly working the top third of your cock. Looking away for too long wasn’t something you could do, though, and you blinked your eyes back open to make sure you were framing things right to catch the action without getting the rest of her face in the frame of the camera.
She pulled off your cock slowly, kissing the crown in a slightly exaggerated pout. “God, I love it when you take me home with you, Mister Boss,” she said breathily.
“Maybe I should do it more often,” you said, reaching forward with one hand. She caught your thumb between her lips and gave it a naughty little suck for the camera, then you lowered your hand to grope at one of the bare breasts. She was topless, but still wearing her slacks from earlier that evening as she knelt on the floor in front of you while you were on the couch. Her nipple was stiff and rubbery as you grazed over it with your fingers and then softly pinched it.
“Maybe you should,” Becks breathed out, then she lowered her lips back to your cock and started to slurp on you with sinuous movements.
You almost jumped when the front door of the apartment practically burst open, even if you’d been expecting it. As planned, Becks’ mouth left your cock as she whipped her head around, then you raised the camera carefully as Sabrina walked in, dragging Tasha with a first curled into the front of a borrowed blouse - considering the bust difference between the two women, the blouse would have looked a little too silly-porno if that fact wasn’t being disguised by Sabrina’s grip on it.
“Look who I found being all creepy outside,” Sabrina declared.
“Miss Ren?!” Becks said in faux surprise.
“Kay? What are you doing here?”
“Let go of me!” Tasha said, pretending to struggle with Sabrina’s grip on her shirt. “I wasn’t doing anything.”
“She must have followed us here from the retirement party,” Becks accused her.
“It doesn’t matter, you can’t just- Hey, you two are fraternising!” Tasha said, following the vague script.
“Um,” Becks said loudly, playing at being caught.
“Fraternisation between employees is against company policy,” Tasha boasted, holding Sabrina’s wrist but no longer pretending to struggle. “I’ll be bringing whatever this is to HR as soon as we open for business tomorrow morning.” She gestured between Becks’ bare breasts and your on-display cock.
“Oh, please,” Becks scoffed. “What we do on our own time shouldn’t matter at all. Plus, if you’re so shocked by seeing us like this, why’d you follow us all the way back here to his place?”
“I wanna know why she keeps staring at Mister Boss’s cock,” Sabrina added with a smirk. “What’s the matter, Miss Ren? Never seen one so big and hard before?”
“I- Well- That- Um-” Tasha stammered.
It was a silly storyline. You all knew it. But it was ... kind of working. Sort of.
“Do you honestly think that HR will do anything about Miss Lusty and I ‘fraternising?’” you asked, then stood up as smoothly as you could to keep the camera framed properly and without jerking around. Then you started moving closer. “You might be the owner’s daughter, Kay, but even your Mother knows how extremely valuable I am to the company. She might have given you that VP position since you graduated business school, but that doesn’t mean she’ll let her top performer get shafted.”
You’d closed the distance, as planned, and were now looking down slightly at Tasha with the camera. She licked her lips, doing a credible job at acting nervous, and she and Sabrina must have been doing something to get her nipples hard while they’d been out in the hallway because this close they were prominent through the cream coloured blouse.
“My- Um- You’re not supposed to- Business ethics says that superiors and their subordinates shouldn’t- um-” Tasha babbled.
“Oh,” Becks said from just off camera to my left, while Sabrina was to my right still reaching in and holding the chest of Tasha’s shirt. “That’s why she followed us here, Mister Boss. Little Miss Ren, the nepo hire, has a crush on you.”
“I do not,” Tasha argued.
“Oooh, she so does,” Sabrina giggled, stepping back into the frame as she rested her chin on Tasha’s shoulder, pressing in close from behind. “Look, she’s blushing. Yeah, just like that. And she keeps looking down at your cock.”
“I’m not- It’s not- It’s right there,” Tasha mumbled.
“And it’s so hard,” Becks grinned wickedly, stepping into frame as well like she was the devil on Tasha’s other shoulder, except her bare tits were pressed to Tasha’s side.
“What did you think was going to happen, Kay?” Sabrina asked teasingly. “I saw you glaring at us from across the room at the bar. You couldn’t stand that Mister Boss brought me as his date, could you? I bet you wanted to try and make a move on him tonight.”
“Ooh, was that your plan?” Becks asked. “Gonna try and put a move on the top dog of the office, try and get him under your thumb? Except that wouldn’t ever have worked, because Mister Boss is always in charge.”
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