Lazy Morning Threesome: Two Horny Girls Wake Him with Blowjob & Cumkiss

Short Factual Introduction
This amateur homemade video falls into the real amateur / homemade threesome category, featuring a classic FFM (two girls one guy) scene. It’s pure lazy morning sex where two playful women wake a sleeping guy by sucking his cock, escalating to riding his dick and tongue before sharing a messy cumkiss. The atmosphere feels raw and intimate—soft daylight filtering through curtains, rumpled sheets, sleepy giggles, and zero production polish. Perfect for fans of authentic couple content, poly vibes, or anyone who loves unscripted, horny wake-up calls in a shared bed. Targets viewers craving relatable, everyday horniness over polished studio scenes.
Scene Overview
The clip kicks off in a cozy, slightly messy bedroom on a slow weekend morning. Sunlight sneaks past half-closed blinds, casting warm stripes across tangled blankets and pillows. A guy—let’s call him Michael—is still passed out in the middle of the bed, shirtless, boxers tented from morning wood. On either side, two girls—Jennifer and Sarah—giggle quietly, already wide awake and horny as hell.
They start by peeling back the covers together, sharing smirks as they spot his hard cock straining against the fabric. No fancy foreplay setup; it’s just them deciding “fuck it, let’s wake him up right.” One slides down to tug his boxers off while the other strokes him awake. The blowjob begins slow and shared—tongues flicking the head, taking turns sucking while the other licks his balls or kisses his stomach.
Things heat up fast. Jennifer climbs on first, sinking down on his dick reverse cowgirl style so Sarah can keep licking where they join. Then they switch—Sarah rides his face while Jennifer bounces on his cock. The camera (probably a phone propped on the nightstand) catches everything: messy hair sticking to sweaty necks, soft moans mixed with bed creaks, occasional laughs when someone loses balance. It builds to him pulling out and cumming on one girl’s tongue, then the girls swapping it in a sloppy cumkiss before collapsing in a heap.
Total runtime feels genuine—no rushed edits, just real lazy energy with natural pauses, heavy breathing, and that post-nut haze. It’s the kind of video that screams “this actually happened” in a shared poly or open relationship setup.
Story Inspired by the Video
Michael woke to the familiar smell of coffee lingering from last night’s pot and the faint scent of Jennifer’s vanilla body lotion. Sunlight sliced through the blinds in thin golden lines across the bed. He was sprawled in the center, one arm flung over Sarah, the other pinned under Jennifer’s hip. The sheets were a twisted mess from the night before—half off the mattress, pillows shoved to the foot.
He groaned, still half-asleep, feeling something warm and wet slide along his cock.
“Fuck…” he mumbled, eyes cracking open.
Jennifer’s lips were already wrapped around the head, sucking slow and lazy. Sarah knelt beside her, smirking, her dark hair falling forward as she licked the shaft Jennifer wasn’t covering.
“Morning, sleepyhead,” Sarah whispered, voice husky from sleep.
Michael’s hips twitched up instinctively. “Jesus, you two…”
Jennifer popped off with a wet sound, stroking him with her hand. “We were bored. You were hard. Figured we’d help.”
Sarah giggled, leaning in to kiss Jennifer quick—tongues brushing—before they both went back down. Two mouths now, trading places. Jennifer took him deeper, throat relaxing as she bobbed, while Sarah sucked his balls gently, tongue flicking. Michael groaned louder, hand finding Sarah’s hair, then Jennifer’s.
The room was quiet except for the wet slurps, their soft breathing, and the distant hum of a neighbor’s lawnmower starting up. They froze for a second when the sound kicked in, then laughed under their breath.
“Shh, don’t wake the whole street,” Jennifer teased, but she didn’t stop.
She climbed up, straddling his hips. No panties—just bare pussy already slick. She sank down slow, taking every inch with a long sigh. “God, that’s good.”
Michael gripped her ass, thumbs spreading her cheeks as she started rocking. Sarah watched for a moment, biting her lip, then swung a leg over his face. “My turn.”
She lowered herself onto his mouth. Michael grabbed her thighs, tongue diving in, lapping at her clit while she ground down. Jennifer picked up speed, bouncing harder, tits jiggling under her thin tank top. The bed creaked rhythmically—headboard tapping the wall once, twice.
“Fuck, yes,” Jennifer panted. “Right there.”
Sarah leaned forward, kissing Jennifer deep. Their tongues tangled while they rode him together—one on his cock, one on his face. Michael could barely breathe, drowning in Sarah’s wetness, tasting her while Jennifer’s pussy clenched around him.
They switched after a few minutes—clumsy, laughing when knees bumped. Sarah took his dick now, facing him, hands on his chest as she rolled her hips. Jennifer planted herself on his tongue, facing Sarah so they could keep making out.
Sweat beaded on their skin. Hair stuck to foreheads. The room smelled like sex and sleepy skin—musky, warm, real.
Michael felt the build-up tightening in his balls. “Shit, I’m close.”
Sarah grinned, grinding faster. “Where do you want it?”
“Tits? Mouth?” Jennifer asked between moans.
“Face,” Sarah decided. “Then we share.”
Jennifer slid off first, kneeling beside him. Sarah kept riding until he grunted, pulling out just in time. He stroked himself twice—hot ropes of cum splashing across Sarah’s tongue and cheek. She didn’t flinch, just opened wider.
Jennifer leaned in quick, licking the cum off Sarah’s lips before kissing her hard. They swapped it back and forth—messy, stringy cumkiss—tongues sliding, moaning into each other’s mouths. A little dribbled down Sarah’s chin; Jennifer caught it with her finger and sucked it clean.
Michael collapsed back, chest heaving. “Holy fuck.”
The girls giggled, wiping mouths with the back of hands. Sarah flopped beside him, Jennifer on the other side. Sheets tangled around their legs again.
“Think the coffee’s still hot?” Jennifer asked, voice lazy.
“Probably not,” Sarah yawned. “But we can make more… after a nap.”
Michael just chuckled, pulling them closer. The lawnmower outside droned on. Morning light crept higher across the wall. Life waited—but for now, the bed was perfect.