The apartment smelled like burnt toast and cheap coffee. Emily stood at the counter in an oversized t-shirt and pink panties, scraping scrambled eggs onto two plates while the morning news murmured from the living room TV. Jessica leaned against the fridge, still in her tiny sleep shorts and tank top, hair messy from the night before. They’d been together eight months, all soft kisses, fingers, and toys. No guys. Never guys.
Michael, Jessica’s boyfriend from before they met, had crashed on the couch after a late night. He was supposed to leave early, but here he was, shirtless in gray sweatpants, stretching as he walked into the kitchen. “Smells good,” he mumbled, voice thick with sleep.
Emily rolled her eyes but smiled a little. She and Jessica had talked about it once, drunk and horny after watching amateur porn. “What if you tried a real cock?” Jessica had teased. Emily had laughed it off, but the idea stuck. Curiosity. Nerves. A weird thrill.
Jessica caught her girlfriend’s glance and smirked. “You still thinking about what we talked about last weekend?”
Emily’s cheeks burned. “Shut up.”
Michael poured himself coffee, oblivious at first. Jessica stepped behind Emily, hands sliding around her waist, kissing her neck. “He’s got a nice one, you know,” she whispered loud enough for him to hear. “Thick. Gets really hard.”
Michael froze mid-sip, eyebrows raised. “The fuck are you two on about?”
Jessica laughed, that easy, dirty laugh that always made Emily wet. “Emily’s never had dick. Real dick. She’s curious.”
The air changed instantly. No more awkward small talk. Michael looked at Emily, eyes dropping to her legs, then back up. “For real?”
Emily nodded, biting her lip. Her heart hammered. “Just… wanna try. Once. With you watching, babe?” she said to Jessica.
Jessica’s hand slipped under Emily’s shirt, pinching a nipple. “Fuck yes. Couch. Now.”
They barely made it to the living room. Michael sat first, sweatpants already tenting. Jessica pushed Emily down next to him, then knelt between her girlfriend’s thighs, pulling the pink panties aside. “Still so wet,” she murmured, licking Emily’s smooth pussy in long, slow strokes. Emily moaned, fingers in Jessica’s hair, eyes flicking to Michael as he freed his cock.
It was thicker than their biggest toy. Veiny, heavy, already leaking precum. Emily stared.
“You don’t have to,” Michael said, voice low, stroking himself slowly.
“I want to,” Emily breathed.
Jessica looked up, lips shiny. “Suck it, baby. Just the head first.”
Emily leaned over. The smell was musky, manly. She wrapped her lips around the tip, tongue swirling. Michael groaned. It felt different than sucking a dildo — warm, pulsing, alive. She took more, gagging a little when it hit her throat. Jessica kept licking her pussy from behind, two fingers sliding inside.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Michael muttered, hand on Emily’s head, guiding but not forcing.
After a few minutes Jessica pulled back. “Want him inside you?”
Emily’s voice shook. “Yeah… go slow.”
They moved to the floor on a blanket. Jessica sat against the couch, legs spread so Emily could lean back against her. Michael knelt between Emily’s thighs, rubbing his cock up and down her soaked slit. The head nudged her entrance.
“Relax,” Jessica whispered, kissing her neck, fingers rubbing Emily’s clit.
He pushed in. Emily gasped. It stretched her more than anything before. Burned a little, then filled her deep. “Oh my god,” she whimpered.
Michael went slow, inch by inch, until his hips pressed against her. Jessica watched everything, eyes dark with lust. “Look at you taking cock, baby.”
He started thrusting, steady, deep strokes. The sound of skin slapping mixed with the TV still playing in the background. Emily’s moans got louder. Jessica reached down, rubbing her clit while Michael fucked her. The double sensation made Emily shake.
“Harder,” she begged suddenly.
Michael gripped her hips and gave it to her. Proper pounding. Her tits bounced under the t-shirt. Sweat started on his chest. Jessica kissed her hard, tongues messy, while her boyfriend railed her girlfriend right in front of her.
Emily came first, loud and shaking, pussy clenching around his cock. Michael groaned. “I’m close.”
“Cum inside her,” Jessica said quickly. “She’s on the pill.”
He thrust deep a few more times and unloaded, thick spurts filling Emily. She could feel it pulsing. When he pulled out, cum leaked down her ass onto the blanket.
Jessica didn’t waste time. She pushed Emily onto her back and dove between her legs, licking Michael’s cum out of her girlfriend’s freshly fucked pussy. Emily cried out again, oversensitive but loving it.
Michael watched, cock still half-hard, stroking slowly.
After Jessica made her cum one more time, they all collapsed, breathing hard. The kitchen clock showed they’d only been at it twenty minutes. Eggs were cold on the counter.
Emily laughed breathlessly. “Holy shit.”
Jessica wiped her mouth, grinning. “Told you it was good. Round two after breakfast?”
Michael shook his head, smiling. “You two are trouble.”
They got up, pants pulled up, t-shirts straightened. Emily limped a little to the kitchen, cum still dripping down her thigh. Jessica slapped her ass lightly. Normal morning again, except now everything felt different. Hornier. Closer.
The TV kept talking about the weather while they reheated the eggs. Just another homemade morning that turned into something raw and real.

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