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Mike feels really good right now.
It might be because of the alcohol, although he’s not drunk anymore, but he’s tipsy enough where everything feels great and it seems like nothing bad ever happened in his life. He’s glad his mind can rest for a bit. And when he looks over at Debbie, laid down on the sofa, he knows she feels the same. He stares at her for a few more seconds until Dave arrives from the small kitchen, he’s carrying two bowls in his hands and then sets them on the table.
Debbie immediately perks up when he enters and Mike can’t help but agree. Dave looks good too, he’s wearing comfy clothes for once, and he also looks particularly pleased. Mike doesn’t know if it’s because of the alcohol or if it’s because Debbie and him are at his house. He hopes it’s the latter.
“Come here.” The blonde calls out to him, gesturing to the place where they’re sitting. Debbie already made space for Dave on the sofa and now she’s sitting next to him with her head on his shoulder. He returns the smile Dave sends his way and makes a show of getting up from the floor to then sit on the other side, leaving Dave in the middle. He doesn’t snuggle against the blonde like Debbie, he’s still getting used to the affection between them.
The movie starts playing and no matter how much he tries he cannot focus on whatever is happening on the screen. Instead, he’s hyperaware of Debbie’s hand finding a place on Dave’s thigh, suspiciously close to his crotch. Dave also seemed like he gave no fucks, but more subtly than Mike for sure, as soon as the movie began, he wrapped an arm around Mike’s waist, his hand making contact with the bare skin his old sports crop top didn’t cover.
He focuses his gaze on the screen only to stumble with the actors aggressively making out while they also let out the most exaggerated moans ever. Seriously, is the movie a porno?
Dave’s hand moves, caressing the skin for a bit and then suddenly tightening his grip, which caused Mike to fully turn his head to look at him. He found the blonde looking at the screen too, but then he realized that Debbie’s own hand finally reached her destination and in a blink of the eye he found himself looking at Dave’s dick. Debbie looked back at him, almost as if challenging him, and started to play with the pre-cum that was pooling around the head as she continued her petting. Dave’s grip on his waist felt even more present than before and before he could stop himself he moaned. Both blondes were now focused on him, the last thing he saw was Debbie’s smirk as Dave pushed his lips against Mike’s.
It wasn’t long until they both were fully making out, and Mike was almost feral, Dave’s tongue along his and Mike couldn’t stop from biting on the blonde’s lips. Soon enough, Mike was grinding his own crotch on Dave’s knee, he was too desperate now.
Dave pulled away first, mouth so thoroughly kissed it almost looked like Mike fucked it. His hip bucked as Debbie was still giving him that hand job, like he couldn’t really control his body anymore.
“Bedroom. Now.” He finally said. Mike couldn’t agree more.
The three of them got up at the same time, Debbie walked to the room with a sway of her hips that distracted them both for a few seconds, and when she crossed to the other side all they saw was her naked back as she took off Mike’s sweater, which fit her like a dress. They quickly made their way towards the bedroom too.
Debbie was now lying on Dave’s bed fully naked. Mike, much too impatient to touch her, took off his pants, but Dave’s grip on his waist once again made him stop.
“Leave the top on.” He ordered. Mike slowly lowered his hands and just let his pants to fall down on the floor. Dave, who had his pants off already and had taken off his shirt as soon as he crossed the bedroom’s door, began dry-humping against his ass. Mike pushed back and let out a series of curses as his eyes zeroed in on Debbie, who was looking at them both while she played with her pussy. She always did the same thing, at first she would play with her clit and then torture herself with her fingers, always whining to Mike that hers were never enough, she needed his.
He panted while Dave’s dick moved up and down between his ass cheeks. Dave softly directed him to the bed, and the few seconds when the blonde stopped touching him felt like torture. Mike was on all fours, ass towards Dave and face towards Debbie. She kept looking at him while she touched herself and he couldn’t stop himself from kissing her. While Debbie’s tongue was exploring his mouth Mike felt Dave’s hands spreading his ass. He was beginning to feel impatient, and finally Dave’s fingers were circling his hole.
He saw Debbie trying to look for some of they stuff they needed, helplessly palming the sheets as if that was going to make condoms and lube magically appear next to her fingers. She gave up after that, and instead, she grabbed Mike by the hair pulling his face towards her crotch. Just as his lips made contact with her pussy, he felt Dave’s tongue inside him.
The moan that slipped past his lips was cut off by Debbie, who, at this point was starting to use his face as she wished. The girl was practically riding his tongue, thrusting her hips so quickly, pleasuring herself. Her tits bouncing.
Mike’s brain was starting to get foggy, his dick hard. The thought of being only a warm mouth for Debbie to use for her pleasure turning him on more and more as seconds passed.
He was sweaty and his face wet, and he tried to match his own tongue movements to Dave’s ones. Mike didn’t want to finish too soon but Dave was being nothing but enthusiastic, the blonde alternating between kissing lightly over his rim to fully using his tongue, thrusting in and out.
“Come on, Mikey.” Dave encouraged, voice dripping with so much affection yet so sensual at the same time. That was the tipping point for Mike, and he started grinding his dick against the bed sheets so hard that it was painful, he didn’t care too much because next thing he knew he was coming all over them. He tried to continue eating out Debbie, who at this point was just using his face, but he could only hold out his tongue in a submissive manner as the aftermath of his orgasm took over him entirely.
Dave gently moved Debbie aside, grabbing her by the hips. Mike was content to watch, his dick twitching a bit at the image.
Debbie moaned as Dave set the pace, guiding both of their crotches. It was clear Dave and her had history together, the way Dave’s hands were tight on her waist, for sure going to leave marks later, and how he moved her like he pleased and also pleased her. Before, Mike would have been jealous, or self conscious that he couldn’t get that reaction from Debbie, but know, it just turned him on to see them both together.
As Debbie kissed and bit all over Dave’s chest, marking him up he was hypnotized with the blonde’s cock. Debbie took control of the pace and that’s all it took for Dave to cum, her following through.
She turned towards Mike, presenting the mess they made between their thighs.
“Clean it up, Mike.” Dave said, all smirks and red faced. He spread his legs and started caressing Debbie’s.
They didn’t have to tell him twice.