The OF Girl

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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 morning oral, squirting, dirty talk flirting, developments with Eric, a goodbye lunch, office fun, Goodbye Office, Goodbye Eric, dirty pictures, and a final dinner.

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 641

Sometimes you felt like maybe your brain was getting trained to betooused to weird and wild shit happening. Your entire summer - well, three months of it - had been a rollercoaster of emotions, confrontations, new friends, and sex.

So much sex.

The problem was that, for most people most of the time, lifewasn'tlike that. Your life hadn't been like that before that summer. So when the end of the work day came around after a quiet afternoon slowly working your way through the backlog of data entry and categorisation and keyword searches in scanned documents, it felt... anti-climactic. Your second-to-last day of work ended with a bit of a whimper.

Which wasn't really fair, considering your day hadstartedwith amazing morning sex with Amanda, you and Sabrina getting outed at work as a couple, and then your hookup with Becca over lunch. It had already been a busy, chaotic day.

And yet, leaving the office with Sabrina and Eric and splitting up to catch the bus as you and Sabrina walked arm-in-arm, you had a weird sense of expectation.

You and Sabrina rode the bus home, sitting together, chatting quietly about nothing and everything since the bus was pretty packed. Nothing dirty - anyone nearby would easily overhear anything you said. Nothing about her OnlyFans account or what nasty things you were going to do to each other. Just going over your plans for moving back to school on Friday. She'd secured a nice condo earlier that month for the two of you, far enough from the University campus that you weren't going to be dealing with drunk first-years stumbling by your place to get back to their dorms, but close enough to still be just a short walk so you wouldn't be dealing with public transit to get to class, or need a car. You had also booked a uHaul rental van so the two of you could pack all your summer luggage up - including all the new filming gear Sabrina had accumulated over the summer - and drive down together instead of needing to be picked up by a parent or something.

Friday felt so far away still, and yet so close. One more day of work. Two nights.

When you got home, Sabrina did a very Sabrina thing - as soon as the door was closed, she was getting naked. Instead of joining her immediately, you leaned back against the closed front door and watched her, enjoying the view of the sexy little body as she revealed it quickly, tossing her clothes towards the couch in the living room in a rough pile until she was down to just her thong.

"God, I love you," you told her when she finally looked back over her shoulder, surprised you weren't doing the same.

"I dunno," she said with a playful smirk. "Sometimes I wonder. Especially when you don't take a hint."

You laughed and went to her, picking her up by the waist and lifting her into a kiss. She wrapped her legs around you, clinging tight as she deepened it, and you slid your hands to support her by her cute, tight little butt.

"Mmmm," she groaned, slowly pulling her tongue from your lips and eventually breaking off the kiss entirely. She tossed her head, flipping her long dark hair out of her face, and looked you deep in the eyes. "Never mind," she said. "I don't wonder at all. I know you love me."

"I do," you said with a smile. "And I love you, too."

"You do," she grinned. "Now take me to bed and rail me while you tell me all about what happened at the coffee shop."

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"Hey, you guys," Gemma said, waving through the video chat.

"Bay-beeee," Sabrina said, leaning close to the tablet and making kissy faces. "Oh my God, your hair looks great."

"Thanks," Gemma laughed, running her hands through it. She'd gotten it recoloured - at the start of the summer it had been a silvery blonde, but over the last four months that had darkened closer to her more natural bright blonde and now she'd gone back to the more bright silver. "It needed a cut badly, and I had to reconnect with my stylist here after a whole year away."

"It looks great, Gemma," you said, smiling warmly.

"Thanks, love," Gemma grinned, then that grin turned to a smirk as she bundled her hair up with both hands into a ponytail and turned her head as she held it in a fist. "Still more than enough to hold onto, too," she chuckled wickedly.

That made you groan and laugh, and Sabrina snickered. "He might have been doing that with me a little earlier."

"Lucky cunt," Gemma sighed, smiling and shaking her head. Her accent, which had never really felt like it wasn't full-on to you, was sounding a bit stronger now that she'd been back home in Australia for a week. Not crazy like some backwoods mumbler - which all countries had their versions of - but definitely with a bit more of the classic twang. Her casual use of 'cunt' was the most telling that she was sliding back into a slightly different cultural attitude, though.

"Did Becca send you the stuff from today?" you asked. "Because it was a bit of a shock for me."

Gemma snorted and stuck out her tongue through her grin. "She did. I woke up to averynice package of messages. You definitely gave it to hergood."

"You totally masturbated to them," Sabrina laughed.

"I totally did," Gemma shrugged. "God, I miss you guys so much."

"We miss you too," Sabrina said, pouting with her lower lip.

The three of you chatted a while, talking about everything that had been going on and re-covering territory that had only really been discussed in text. Gemma had also woken up to texts about you and Sabrina being 'outed' at work as a couple, and possible implications for the lawsuit, so she wanted to talk through that. You and Sabrina wanted to know more about what was going on with her, and if she felt ready for her next internship. It was still weird, even if you understood intellectually that Australia was currently still in their winter months - it wasn't freezing by any means, but Gemma wasn't wearing a bikini down at the beach every day. She did send you a picture of her and Birdy in their wetsuits, though.

"Sexy," Sabrina grinned. "Just think - one little hole in the crotch, and John sees it and tears it open wider, and then he fucks you-"

"You bitch," Gemma started laughing. "Stop it, you'll get me horny all over again and I can't have him. Or you."

"That's true," you said, leaning forward and letting out a breath as you shook your head. "But youcouldplay Director Gemma again for us."

"Oooh," Sabrina said, her eyes lighting up.

Gemma rolled her eyes, her cheeks tight, her grin was so wide. "Fine," she said. "First things first, you two need to get naked."

"Yes, Madam Director," Sabrina snickered, pulling the shirt - your shirt - up over her head and revealing she was naked underneath.

"Sorry, I'm a method actor," you said. "I need to know what my motivation is, and everyone else on set needs to be naked too."

"Your motivation is making your girlfriends moan your name as they orgasm," Gemma smirked as she started pulling off her own shit - one of your hoodies that she'd taken with her. "And that'sdefinitelya rule to stick to. Now get naked."

Chapter 642

"Oooh, what?" Sabrina mumbled, making you grin as she wriggled under you.

It was rare that you were up before her and got to wakeherup. Falling asleep with her in your arms - especially after you had been able to have an extended video chat with Gemma - had been bittersweet. Youlovedholding Sabrina snuggled up in your arms, her lithe and beautiful body warm and sweet in every way. But you weren't sure if you could ever forget the feeling of havingbothyour girlfriends snuggled up to you.

It just hit differently, and not having them both there put a mild pang in your chest.

Maybe it was that slight taste of melancholy while you were falling asleep, or maybe it was just knowing today was another big day of change for you that had you waking up early. You'd lain awake for a few minutes, just focusing on the feeling of Sabrina beside you and how wonderfully different your life was from four months earlier. There was no denying biology, though, and you'd woken up hard - not an infrequent thing before, but daily now, no matter how much sex you'd had the day before. It was like your body understood exactly what the women in your life wanted and was more than happy to provide.

You didn't just slip your cock into Sabrina though. She was sprawled out on her stomach, and you had slowly lifted your arm from her and slid down under the covers and then back up between her legs. You'd started with kisses, soft and light, on the back of her thighs and then trailed them up further. She responded in her sleep a little; maybe it was her body having a similar biological morning response - it was time for sex.

Taking your time, and gently encouraging her to spread her legs a little more without waking her up, you had kissed between her lean thighs until you'd reached her pussy and started giving her little licks across her labia, clit hood and up to the lower curves of her buttcheeks. She'd started stirring, waking up as her pussy responded to the stimulation and gave you a taste of her horniness, and when you were just a little more forceful, wedging your tongue between her labia and teasing it stiffly across the actual entrance of her vagina, she'd woken up.

"Good morning, baby," you said, rising up from your oral ministrations as she gasped and stretched.

"Morning," she mumbled, then wiggled her butt. "Don'tstop."

You laughed quietly and went back to work, now no longer needing to worry about waking her up so you brought your hands into play, palming her butt cheeks and massaging them for a long moment before spreading them and giving you even better access to her. Soon Sabrina was moaning, her hips wiggling as she tried to hump back at you a bit, and her legs kicked up at the knees, raising the sheets like a tent above you.

"Fuck, John.Fuck. That's so good," she groaned. Then she clenched her ass, trembling a little as the precursor to an oncoming orgasm rolled through her. "Wait," she said suddenly. "Hold on." She scrambled forward away from you, turning on her knees and looking down at you as she lifted the sheet. "Stay right there."

"Uh... OK?" you mumbled as she hopped off the bed. For a second you thought she was going to the bathroom, but she circled around the bed and did something at the dresser before coming back. She climbed onto the bed, shifted around for a moment and then slid back under the covers and assumed the same position she'd been in before with her butt inches from your face. Then she handed you a tube of lube and the biggest buttplug she'd gotten used to so far.

"Could you put that in me, please?" she asked. "Today is 'John Fucks Butts' day, remember."

"How could I forget?" you chuckled, taking the lube and the plug from her before giving her butt cheek a little nip with your teeth.

In fact, youhadsort of forgotten that was the plan - which was wild in and of itself. But sex, and anal sex, had been part of your life for a while now and with all theother stuffgoing on it had slipped to the back of your mind that the End Of Summer party that was happening tonight between you, Sabrina, Becks and Tasha was also going to be anal-centric.

You were just happy to be with them. The anal was a bonus.

Getting your mind back on the task at hand, you went back to eating Sabrina out but started to work more butt stuff into play, kissing and licking her tight little hole before wedging a fingertip in there. She could take one of your fingers up to the second knuckle without a problem, and even just the head of your cock pushing through her anal ring, but anything larger than a finger any deeper than a couple of inches was where she needed lots of patience and lots of lube.

By the time you were slipping the smooth, steel buttplug into her, Sabrina's butt had been well lubed, fingered and the plug slid through her stretched anal ring smoothly. The hiccup sound she made as it slipped into place and her butt clamped down around it was cute as hell.

But she hadn't actually come yet, and that had been your original goal, so you dropped your lips to her clit, took hold of the buttplug with one hand and started to tug on it to pop it in and out of her, and used your other hand to rake your stiffened fingers down her side from her armpit to her hip and then pinch her just the way she liked.

Sabrina knew how to push your buttons in a lot of different ways. She knew how to be the right kind of brat to get you going and raise your dominant side. She knew how to be a sweet and loving girlfriend. She knew the dirty, filthy things she could say to rev you up or put you over the edge.

But you knew her buttons too. Very well. The only thing youcouldn'treally do for her that would have dramatically increased the orgasm was choke her from this position.

You pushed as many of those buttons as you could, though, and when Sabrina came she went off like a firecracker. She screamed into her pillow, burying her face in it as her hips tilted and pushed back, and she squirted.

Right in your face.

You hadn't been expecting that for some reason and had to cough because it wasn't just one of those little spurts - shesquirted,and it hit you right in the open mouth all the way to the back of your throat and even got up your nose a little. Laughing and coughing at the same time, awash with the smell of your girlfriend's sex, you made sure the buttplug was seated in her again before her orgasm started to ease off, and as her body relaxed and she oozed back down onto the bed you climbed up over her so that you were laying pretty much on top of her. She turned her face to the side, sighing happily, and you kissed her cheek.

"Oops," she chuckled, feeling her squirt on your face.

"That was a good one, huh?" you laughed.

"Mhmm," she hummed, smiling serenely. Then she looked at you questioningly.

"What is it?" you asked.

"Are you gonna fuck me or what?" she asked. "We don't have forever here, your hard cock is pressing against me, and we still need to take a showerandchange the bed. Get to it, baby."

Only Sabrina.

Chapter 643

"Gemma says she's jealous," Sabrina smirked a little as the two of you were getting off the bus at the stop down the street from the office.

"I know, baby, that was the group chat," you chuckled, looping your arm with hers as you started to walk down the sidewalk. It was a beautiful August morning, the sun starting to really heat up but not yet to the point of being uncomfortable - it might bebadby the time lunch came around, but for now, even the morning crowds of downtown were refreshing instead of stifling.

"Oh, hah, I didn't see you check your phone," she said, giving you a shrug and a smile and then pulling you off to the side of the sidewalk out of the main flow of pedestrian traffic.

"What is it?" you asked.

She cocked her head to the side, reaching up and looping her arms around the back of your neck as she looked into your eyes. "You know, I think I'm kinda in love with you?"

"Oh yeah?" you asked with a grin. "When did you decide this?"

"Just now," she said, grinning playfully. "I mean, I decided it before too, but just now I thought to myself, 'I'm definitely in love with this sexy, smart, silly boy, ' so I thought I'd tell you that."

"Well, just so you know, I was thinking about what I was going to eat for lunch," you said, making her snort and giggle. "I love you too, Sabrina."

She went on her toes to kiss you, and you held each other close for a long moment before you were jostled by someone passing by and separated. "OK," she said, fanning her face a little as she grinned at you. "Maybe we shouldn't kiss like that when I've got a buttplug in."

That made you blush and laugh, checking to see if anyone was listening in, but if anyonehadheard her they were already ten steps away and still moving. You gave her another quick kiss and then continued towards the office.

"Wanna come help me with the coffee order?" Sabrina asked as you were reaching the front doors. "Last time we have to do it."

You blanched a little. "Uh... I don't think that's a good idea," you said.

"What? Why?"

You gave her a look - she was well aware of all the dirty details of your hookup with Becca yesterday. Her curious expression cracked a little after a moment of staring contest, and she started giggling.

"I'm never setting foot in that place again," you chuckled, shaking your head.

"I know," she said, scrunching up her nose as she grinned. "I'll see you up there. Go flirt with Becks."

"Love you," you said, and you gave her a much more work-appropriate peck on the lips as you split up.

The lobby had a couple of people speaking quietly near the doors, so you knew you couldn't be too flagrant about your flirting as you walked towards Becks at the front desk. She looked up from whatever she was working on at her computer and broke into a smile - she was wearing a cute white blouse with a high collar that played against her warm, light mocha skin and managed to highlight her bust without showing any skin. "Well, good morning," she said as you approached. "Looking forward to later?"

"I don't know what you mean," you said, feigning ignorance. "Today is just another beautiful summer day, isn't it?"

Becks rolled her eyes a little, smirking and shaking her head. "Don't tell me I'mthatforgettable."

"Of course not," you said, giving her a wink. "Though I don't know who's more excited, me or Sabrina."

"John, please," Becks snorted. "It's Sabrina. Because she's a-" she swapped to just mouthing the last words. '-nympho freak.'

"Well, maybe," you chuckled.

"Maybe nothing," Becks said. "But we do love her for it."

"We do," you agreed. "So, what's your day look like?"

"Same as always," she shrugged. "Handle bookings and appointments, answer questions, deal with delivery drivers, and try not to call you for a one-on-one meeting even though I'm already horny as shit because I've got a buttplug in my ass."

You coughed, again needing to check over your shoulder to see if anyone had heard that, but realised the two men had disappeared down one of the corridors leading deeper into the first floor of the building. When you turned back to Becks, she was grinning lasciviously.

"I think I would very much enjoy a one-on-one with you, Becks," you said. "So I can do a thorough,thoroughreview of yourbodyof work. Head-to-toe inspection. Probably a public speaking element - anoralexam, you might say. And of course a thorough and vigorous probing of your... talents and skills."

"My talents and skills, huh?" she asked with a smirk. Both of your voices had dropped low, and she was leaning towards you more.

"Mhmm," you hummed. Then you abandoned the game. "God, I want to put your legs behind your ears and fucking pound you, Becks."