The Of Girl Ch 601 610

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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 a lot MF in a variety of tones.

OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14. 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 601

"Can you

stop

for a second?" Sabrina sighed, shooting Emma a look. She was still standing in the bedroom doorway.

"Why?" Emma asked with faux innocence. "It feels really good."

You were quickly realising that Emma had the same sneaky, intelligent streak that her sisters did. The fact that it hadn't stretched to her protecting herself with the online content was concerning, but at the moment you were

more

concerned that she was using it on you and Sabrina.

"Stop," you said, clapping your hands down on Emma's bare hips and pulling her down against you. This made it harder for her to keep up her grinding motion but also pushed you just that little bit deeper into her.

"Oh," Emma gulped at the feeling, her expression flashing to overwhelmed for just a moment. "Fuck, that's good."

"Are you being for real here, Emma?" Sabrina asked. "No jokes."

"I'd like to know that too," you said evenly.

"Yeah, I'm telling the truth," Emma said, leaning forward a little and putting a hand on your chest for support before turning and looking at her sister again. "You just fucking

assumed

I was being a whore back home. That

hurt

."

"I'm sorry," Sabrina said after pressing her lips together firmly for a moment. "I didn't mean to- No, you're right. I did assume that. You have to admit it doesn't look like you

weren't

doing that though, and it's not like I was judging you."

"Really? You weren't judging me at

all?

" Emma asked pointedly.

"I was judging your choices about how to do the content, not you having

sex

," Sabrina said. "I asked you

one time

if you were being safe and that was

it

. And you said yes!"

"Abstinence

is

being safe," Emma said, then looked back at you and smirked a little. "Oops. Guess I've fucked up that one."

"You said you're on the pill," you grunted, starting to sit up with the intention of getting her off of you.

"I

am

on the pill too," she said quickly. "I swear." She looked back at Sabrina again. "Seriously. I swear."

"OK, fine," Sabrina grunted, shaking her head. Then she sighed again heavily. "Fuck, Emma."

"OK," she smirked and started grinding on your cock again.

"Not what she meant," you said, giving her another squeeze on the hips and stilling her.

"... I didn't

not

mean it though," Sabrina said, rolling her eyes. Then she pointed at Emma. "We're gonna talk about this. You escalated on purpose. But if you

are

losing your virginity to John then he's probably the best pick you could find - he'll make it really good for you."

"You don't think pimping out your boyfriend for me to do porn with was an escalation?" Emma asked deadpan.

Sabrina spoke very slowly, emphasising each syllable with a hand gesture. "Vir-Gin-I-Ty."

"'Ties," you pointed out. "Multiple."

"Oh, I don't care about her butt," Sabrina waved dismissively. "I assume you had the same reaction as me and Katherine?"

"Amazing and immediately like I ate the worst fucking Mexican food ever, times six?" Emma asked. "And then it goes away as soon as the cock is gone?"

"Please never compare my penis to bad Mexican food in your ass," you grumbled.

"Sort of like that, yeah," Sabrina said, smirking a little and barely managing not to smirk at your comment. "Consider yourself still an ass virgin then, at least until we get you through the ass-training regime I went through the first time we really got it done. You'll know the difference when you feel it. Anyways-" she shook her head again and shrugged, making eye contact with you. "Make love to her, I guess, Boss. Do your thing. Love you, and she deserves her first time to be amazing even if she's..."

"Super cute and smart?" Emma suggested.

"A little devil."

"I'll take it," Emma smirked.

"Love you too, baby," you said.

Sabrina sighed again softly, meeting your eyes and nodding to you encouragingly, then rolled her eyes at Emma and shook her head before leaving the bedroom, closing the door behind her with a soft thud.

Emma turned to look back down at you again. "So..."

"You know, I tell Sabrina that she's crazy on a regular basis. I love her, but she can be a little much," you said. "You? You're already

way

past Katherine and reaching for that 1st Place 'Most Crazy Sodemeyer' title."

She cracked a grin. "You haven't met our Mom yet."

"I highly doubt she's

this

kind of crazy," you pointed out.

Emma shrugged. "Hey, we don't know what my parents get up to behind closed doors. Maybe they're secretly swingers and she gets gangbanged on the regular."

"How about we focus on you right now, and not a fictional version of your Mom?" you suggested. You let go of her hips and placed one hand on hers where it was braced on your chest, and raised the other to move some of her long ginger-blonde hair out of her face and behind her ear.

"Deal," she said, and as you traced your thumb over her cheek, then her nose and down to her lips she sucked the tip between them. And she started to slowly rotate her hips, grinding on your cock without anything to stop her. "Fuck, that's wild."

"Talk to me," you said. "What are you feeling?"

"Your cock feels different than a dildo, or other toys," she said. "It's hard, inside me, but also warm. And the feel of it stuck but movable, and how it sort of pivots a little..."

"Try shifting your hips like this," you suggested, dropping your hands back to those skinny hips of hers and getting her to rotate them a little more.

"Ooh, God," she moaned, closing her eyes as she followed your gentle guidance. "That feels like you're stirring up my fucking

uterus

."

You chuckled, sliding your hands back to grab her little ass cheeks and tugging her a little more forcefully forward and back.

"Uungh!" she grunted, and slowly started using that motion as well.

"You know I'm not actually in your uterus, right?" you asked.

She snorted and opened her eyes. "I think I know female anatomy better than

you

, John," she said. "Yes, I know a penis doesn't go into the uterus."

"OK," you said, grinning a little. "Just making sure the

virgin

understands how the penis goes into the vagina."

"Shut up," she said, leaning forward and bringing her chest down to press against yours as she lowered her lips to within an inch of yours. You could feel her breath on you and the smell of her was clear and true. "Just... shut up and let me figure stuff out."

"So you don't want more tips?" you asked, raising up that little bit more so your lips were brushing hers lightly as you spoke.

"... I'll take tips," she said with a little smile after a moment. "But no fun facts."

"Definitely no fun facts," you agreed.

She kissed you and started to work her hips again.

Chapter 602

Making love to Emma, like Sabrina asked you to, proved a bit of an issue only because Emma wanted to be in control.

That wasn't necessarily a

problem

, it just meant that you spent a lot more time as a living dildo for the next twenty or so minutes than you did

making love

.

You and Emma made out for a little while first as she used trial and error to figure out what sort of hip movements did the most for her like that, and the most for you. There was a lot of soft grunting in thought as she tried different things, but the little whimper and moan when she raised her hips too high and your cock popped out of her was cute as hell. She managed to reach between you to pull it back into position and sat back down on it with a satisfied sigh.

Then she pulled her lips from yours, moving into more of a forward lean than a forward press, resting her arms on your chest as she went through all of her trial and error movement at a slightly different angle. The only real difference was that you were able to look her in the eye and watch her vacillate between intensity and what seemed like stoic boredom. This round was shorter than the first, and the next one shorter than that as she went up to using her hands to brace against your chest instead of her forearms.

Once she was up on her hands she had more leverage to work with and found more movements she liked. You also had much better access to her front and teased your hands up and down her tight little stomach, her cute breasts and down her sides to her ass.

"Having fun?" you asked quietly.

"Having sex," she murmured.

"Emma," you said, sliding your hands back up her sides. She stopped her methodical movements and looked into your eyes again. "This doesn't have to be the only time we have sex, and if it's not with me then I'm sure you can try stuff out with whoever you decide to have sex with in the future. You don't need to do everything

right now

."

She let out a breath and shook her head. "Is that a pro tip?"

"Yes, it is," you chuckled.

"Fine," she said. "Then what should I be doing?"

"Sit up straight," you said, and she did. Her long, skinny torso looked fantastic leading up to the swell of her breasts, her tight tummy flexing as she arched her back a little bit in a stretch before sitting ramrod straight. You slid a hand up from her bald mound to the centre of her stomach, then higher to between her breasts. "Remember how compliments are better if you let them come naturally?"

She just arched an eyebrow in response, her face having gone stoic again.

"You have an amazing, sexy body," you said. "The curve of your hips and waist, the perfect swell of your tits with their cute little nipples that make me want to suck on them again. Your belly button and tight abs. Your graceful shoulders and neck."

"Thank you," she murmured softly, her expression not changing but a little colour rising to her cheeks.

"Do the thing," you suggested.

"The thing?"

"The thing that turns you on."

Now her stoic expression broke as she looked at you in confusion, so you sat up and slid your hand up from the middle of the chest to wrap around the side of her neck, pulling her closer to you until you kissed her softly, tilting her head until you finally trailed kisses up her jaw to her ear.

"You're an exhibitionist, right? You like to show off and be slutty for guys to look at. You like knowing they're getting off looking at you. Sex doesn't

stop

that, it just makes it more personal and

way

sluttier," you murmured into her ear. You paused and sucked her earlobe softly. "You're hot shit, Emma. Tight, sexy and gorgeous.

Feel

that."

You pulled away, falling to your back again and putting your arms behind your head. She was looking at you with a new intensity, her eyelids hooded as she chewed on the inside of her lip and her brow furrowed just slightly. Then, slowly, she adjusted her stance from sitting on her knees while straddling you to balancing on the balls on her feet. This let her spread her knees wide, opening up your visual and showing off a bit more of her pussy with her thick clit hood and puffy folds.

She reached for your hands and you gave them to her, and using them for balance she started to bounce straight up and down on your cock in slow squats. "You like that, John?" she asked. "You like watching me ride you?"

"Mmm," you grunted softly, taking in a deep breath.

She started to add some hip rotation, working you more, and her eyes fluttered a little as a jolt of pleasure went through her. "You like watching my tight teen twat take your big cock?"

"It looks fantastic," you sighed.

She let go of one of your hands and reached down to where you were connected, then used her fingers to spread her pussy lips lewdly, showing off where your cock was actually pushing into her. "You took this," she said with a raspy voice. "Your cock is the

only

cock that's ever been inside this pink little pussy. Is it a pretty pink pussy?"

"Very pretty," you groaned. "Show me more. God, show me more."

She grinned, just a little, and let go of your other hand to lean back away from you and brace her hand on the bed between your legs. Her other hand remained at her pussy, spreading herself as she showed off. "You like that, John? You like seeing your big, thick cock penetrating my pretty pink pussy? Ploughing my fertile little cunt?"

Your moan was wordless, and it took effort to keep your eyes open instead of closing them in pleasure. She got off on being watched so you couldn't deny her that. "Your stuffed little slot looks stupendously sexy," you said, playing into her alliteration games.

Her smile was real and genuine, and you finally felt like you were getting towards that goal of making her first time special.

Chapter 603

"Oh, fuck," Emma gasped into the pillow. "Oh, fuck, I'm going to come. I'm gonna come, John. Fuck, you're making me come."

It wasn't the first orgasm she'd had, but it was definitely going to be the biggest.

Her legs had gotten tired after riding you for a while, especially in that last position, and you'd taken over for a couple of the basics. Missionary, with you sitting up instead of leaning down over her, had let her show off some more. Emma had stretched like a cat, arms of her head, enjoying every moment of your eyes roving over her sleek, naked frame. She'd played with her breasts, rubbed her clit, and generally touched herself all over as you'd slowly fucked her.

Doggy should have been next, but you weren't Superman no matter what your girlfriends and other lovers pushed you towards accomplishing. Emma was sexy, and a new partner, and

tight

. You were going to come sooner than later and if you were going to make sure the whole experience was good for her there was one position all but one of your sexual partners swore by.

That was how you ended up with Emma on her stomach, her face in the pillow, as you fucked her in 'prone bone.' It was a little weird for a moment - her height matched what you were used to with Gemma, but her build matched Sabrina much more. Her little butt in particular was just

different

from what you were used to. Still, you were able to lay on top of her with your chest to her lean back and slowly work your hips as you buried your cock into her juicy little pussy and sucked gently on the side of her neck and across her shoulders.

"Do me a favour, gorgeous," you murmured, trailing your kisses from her left shoulder to her right and then nuzzling your nose close to her ear. "Hold that orgasm. Don't come yet."

"Whyyy?" she whined.

"Pro tip," you chuckled.

She turned and glared at you over her shoulder and you had a flash of deja vu because it was

just

the mid-sex sexual and frustrated and

so

turned-on sort of look that Sabrina would give you.

"Hold it," you told her, just a touch more firmly.

"I don't know if I

can

," she groaned.

"Hold it," you told her again.

She clenched her teeth and nodded, so you went back to kissing her shoulders while your hips worked in a smooth mechanical rhythm. You could feel her body trembling slightly under you, her little butt tensing and her long legs shifting as she kneaded her toes into the mattress. Grinning, you kissed back towards her neck and softly up to behind her ear, using that as a minor distraction as you crawled just slightly up her body, changing the angle of your thrusts so you were pointing down a little more instead of forward.

This, of course, was a little like cheating because it meant you were getting the right angle to search for her G-spot.

You knew when you found it because she sucked in a breath through her mouth so hard she hiccuped, her fingers squeezing yours and you held both her hands above her head.

"Holy fuck," she croaked, craning her head to look back at you in near-panic. "Please can I stop holding it now!?"

You chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Why? Is this getting to you?"

Her eyelids fluttered as you thrust down the front of her pussy, glancing across her G-spot again. Bottoming out in her had a distinctly squishy sound to it.

"Do you do this to Sabrina?" she asked in frustration.

"Sometimes," you said. "Gemma too."

"And they don't call the police for

torture!?

"

That made you laugh. "Ask me again."

"And they don't-"

"Ask me if you can come," you corrected.

"Please can I just fucking come already?"

You quickly thrust into her three times, all at the right angle. They were the fastest, firmest thrusts you'd given her the whole time.

"I'm going to come when you do," you said. "Where do you want it?"

"I- Fuck, I don't, ungh, know."

"Do you want me to fill your pretty pink pussy, or shoot all over your amazing ass and beautiful back, or make you a real slut and finish on your fantastic face?"

"I don't

care

, John. Wherever you

want

, just let me

come

."

You thrust three more times, fast and firm, and then three more.

"Come for me," you whispered to her and thrust twice more as her pussy, which had been slowly squeezing tighter and tighter as her abdomen locked up with her effort, suddenly went loose. It was the damnedest thing because she let out a wordless moan like she was releasing the biggest pressure in the world, but she didn't squirt at all. You'd never been with a girl who, during a big orgasm, didn't have her pissy clench or anything and this was the opposite.

Suddenly all the strength in her Kegels disappeared as her body went limp below the neck. You kept thrusting as she came

hard

, and right as you felt your own orgasm tipping over you did the responsible thing and pulled out of your girlfriend's younger sister and let your cock push between her two little ass cheeks, thrusting against them as you released your cum in five heavy ropes that spattered from her tailbone to her shoulder blades before you even had to start stroking yourself. Your groans had started right next to her ear and ended looming over her as you made space for your orgasm to paint her like a canvas, and you panted hard through the rippling pleasure as you milked out the last of your orgasm onto her ass.

Then you tilted your hips back down and slipped your cock back into her, feeling her pussy react with a wave of surprise as she moaned into the pillow and pushed back until you were fully buried in her again.

"Ohmigod," she exhaled heavily. "Ohmifuckingod."

You chuckled and gave her a few slow, leisurely thrusts.

Chapter 604

The first thing that you weren't expecting after finally pulling out of Emma was for her to go content-brain.

"Can you go grab my phone from out there," she asked, a little tired and a little glassy-eyed as she gestured toward the bedroom door.

"For what?" you asked, sitting up on the edge of the bed and swinging your feet to the floor.

"To get pictures and maybe a GIFable video of my back covered in your splooge," she said. "If I'm gonna start monetizing with your guys' help I can't think of a better way to get people to sign up than 'Check out the results of me losing my virginity to a porn star.'"

You coughed, trying not to choke on your own spit, and shook your head. "Emma," you said once you had your breath and voice back. "You don't think maybe you'd want to keep this as a special moment for

you?

"