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All Characters are 18 years or older.
When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes new work news, Eric's Awkward Weekend, semi-public oral, and more Mosche talks.
OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14, and is an ongoing patronized work sponsored by him. Originally written in small chapter releases, they will be collected here on Literotica in 10 chapter chunks for smoother reading.
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Chapter 341
"Jesus Christ, five cocks," Sabrina muttered.
Gemma snorted in the darkness.
The three of you were in bed. In some ways coming back to the apartment was nice, even if the bed was smaller. It just meant that the snuggling felt all the more personal. Sabrina always slept on your right, now, and Gemma on your left. Sabrina was almost always naked, and Gemma preferred to where a sleep shirt unless you'd been doing a lot of fucking right before bed. She didn't wear anything
under
the sleep shirt, so you still had those loose, glorious breasts pressed against you or easily squeezable.
"I mean, I'm just saying," Sabrina said. "Three uses every hole, but five?"
"She wasn't taking them all at once," Gemma said. "If it was one at a time it was more like a gangbang."
"I think technically if it was one at a time it was a train," you pointed out.
"Whatever, porn addict," Gemma snickered.
"Not since I started dating you two," you said. "Well, other than the photos you keep sending, and getting sent, to my phone."
"Speaking of which," Sabrina said. "Want me to jerk you off to Mallory's tits? Or Tasha's, and you can imagine being in the train?"
"You are awful," Gemma giggled quietly.
"No, baby," you groaned in the dark. "But thank you."
The three of you, though mostly the girls, had talked Mosche through his problems as the guy ate half the pizza. For how skinny he was, the dude could put away a pie by himself pretty easily. Mosche's weekend hadn't gotten any easier - Sunday after the group sex he'd talked with Tasha and they'd made things officially opaque. They were dating fully but didn't want to put an exclusive tag on it. Tasha said she was willing to if he wanted, but that would mean no more picking up girls from the comedy club for a threesome. She was either Open or Closed, and once she closed the relationship she wanted to stay closed.
With the good memory of the two-women threesome in his mind, Mosche had agreed to have a girlfriend in an open relationship.
Then Tasha had done the opening spot at the comedy club, and while the second and third opening comics were warming up the crowd some more Mosche hadn't been able to find her. He'd eventually gone backstage in the club and heard someone having sex in the headliner's dressing room.
He didn't confirm it, but he was pretty sure it had been Tasha.
Mosche had headed back out to the bar at the club, and Tasha had met him there about ten minutes later. He hadn't gotten any clues that it was her - she looked fine, and wasn't flushed or anything.
The girls tried, you had to give them that. They really tried to help Mosche work through the mess. It only partially worked because while Tasha was definitely making choices that you three wouldn't, Mosche was also agreeing to things that he probably wasn't comfortable with, but also wasn't willing to do anything about.
Eventually, the movie had ended while still on mute and one of the Harry Potter movies had started, and the girls ran out of things to say. Mosche had headed off to bed, and so had you and the girls.
"I think five would be the absolute max," Gemma said.
"What?" you asked.
"Cocks," she said. "And I'm not talking like I want it, I just mean logistically I feel like five would have to be the max for a gangbang that any reasonable woman would want to deal with. One in each orifice, plus one in each hand. Right?"
"We should ask Mallory," Sabrina mumbled. "See how many she maxed out at in her promiscuous, slutty youth."
"You two are crazy," you sighed.
"How many women would be too many for group sex?" Gemma asked you.
"I felt like I was barely keeping up with you two and Mallory all at once," you said. "Same as when Becks is here. Three women to please takes a lot more than you might think."
"What if it was us, plus Mallory and her daughter?" Sabrina asked. "She was hot."
"Gross, Sabrina," Gemma scoffed.
"What?" Sabrina asked.
"Mother and daughter shouldn't be having sex."
"Oh, please. I wasn't suggesting that," Sabrina said. "Just because they might share him doesn't mean Mallory is tonguing her snatch or something.
You sighed and rolled your eyes in the ark. The banter died off as you held them both to you.
"I don't want to go back to work," Gemma sighed. "I just want to spend another day like this, just in bed with you two."
"Big same," Sabrina sighed.
"I have to do the coffee run tomorrow," you reminded them.
They both groaned.
"Good night," you whispered.
"Good night, love," Gemma said, kissing your cheek.
"Night, baby," Sabrina muttered, snuggling a little tighter up against you.
After a minute you could feel yourself drifting away when you had a momentary flicker of thought that made you chuckle.
"What?" Gemma asked groggily.
"I was just thinking of all the women we've had, or who want to have, sex with all lined up with your butts in the air for the reverse-train," you said.
"Dirty pervert," Sabrina giggled, then kissed your chest. "Whose ass was first in line?"
"Yours," you said with a grin. "And Gemma's stacked right on top."
"Mmm," Sabrina moaned dreamily. "Perfect."
Chapter 342
Tuesday morning after a long weekend should probably have given you a 'case of the Mondays,' but ever since you'd started dating Gemma and Sabrina everything had felt lighter. Work, with them across the table from you, was still
work
but it didn't feel heavy. And waking up with them, getting ready together, and taking the bus downtown to the office... it all felt
good
in a way that you couldn't really describe.