I respond to her smirk by gently smiling, removing the blanket from my lap and placing it on hers. "Certainly, I have whiskey, vodka, tequila—” Before I finish my sentence, she enthusiastically shouts, “Tequila!”
I go to the kitchen, eager to prepare some delicious tequila shots. I open the cupboard and grab a few sleek shot glasses, feeling their smooth and cool surface against my fingers. I then reach for a small container of salt. Next, I pick up a fresh lime, admiring its bright green color and tangy smell. Finally, I reach for the bottle of tequila, feeling its weight and reading the label to ensure it's the right one. Once I have everything I need, I carefully arrange it on a sturdy tray, balancing it with both hands. I return to the lounge with the tray, placing it gently on the coffee table.
“Ok, here's the deal. If you see someone hot in the movie, you must take a shot,” Tessie explains.
Mike scoffs and says, “No one is as hot as you. However, I don’t think you can handle that many shots, Tessie.”
Tessie's laughter bubbles out as she replies, “You know what, I actually agree with you. There are some females that I find attractive, too. If we were to count, I think I would have taken at least twenty shots by now.” She pauses momentarily before continuing. “But hey, let's take a shot now, anyway.”
Mike and I chuckle at her. I prepare shots of tequila for each of us. Following tradition, Mike sprinkles salt on our hands while Tessie hands us each a slice of lime.
“Ready?” I ask.
Tessie wastes no time as she eagerly sticks out her hand. Without hesitation, she licks the salt from her hand, grabs the shot glass, and tilts her head back to swallow the fiery liquid swiftly. Following the shot, she hastily sucks on the lime, savoring the tangy taste. Mike and I follow suit.
Tessie grimaces as she places the empty shot glass on the coffee table. “It burns every time,” she admits, her eyes watering slightly. Mike suggests, “What if we take a shot every time a song plays in the movie? That way, we won’t get too wasted.”
We watch the movie and the music intermittently speeds us to take shots of tequila. Gradually, I feel the tequila's effects creeping up on me. Towards the end of the movie, the last song plays in the background. Tessie jumps up from the sofa and begins to dance, moving perfectly with the music.
Mike and I observe Tessie as she dances exquisitely, gracefully swaying her body to the beat. In a moment of pure exhilaration, she steps onto the coffee table, which is fortunately made of solid wood and can withstand her weight. Her movements remain fluid and captivating, drawing our attention towards her.
Suddenly, Tessie loses her balance and topples over the coffee table, landing on my lap. She tries to play it off, saying, “Yeah, I think the tequila has got to me.” Mike and I can't help but chuckle.
“I’m drunk,” Mike states.
“Same,” I reply.
We all appear to be equally intoxicated. Tessie sits on my lap while the music continues to play in the background. Her soft lips brush against mine and we look into each other's eyes. I can't resist the urge to lean in and give her a gentle kiss. Mike shuffles closer. Tessie releases her lips from mine and leans toward Mike as he pushes her hair away from her face. Her eyes glimmer with affection and she plants a soft kiss on his lips. Tessie is breathless as she slowly turns her face back toward me, our lips and tongues meeting once again in a tender and passionate kiss. I feel my cock getting hard, I’m getting turned on.
Mike rises from the sofa and gently takes Tessie's top off while we pause our embrace to catch our breath. The soft sound of Tessie's content purring fills the room.
Tessie gracefully rises from my lap and slowly peels off her snug leggings and panties, revealing the contour of her smooth legs and her beautiful pussy. Mike and I begin to remove our clothes, and as we do, the room fills with a deafening silence. The only sounds that can be heard are labored breathing as the tension builds.
I settle into the sofa and beckon Tessie to sit back on my lap. With a gentle gait, she makes her way to me. I feel her bare pussy rub against my solid cock. I start kissing her breasts, gently biting her nipples and making them pucker up. She arches her back, tilts her head backward, and starts kissing Mike. My cock is throbbing. I want to be inside her.
“I want you riding my cock, baby,” I whisper.
Tessie breaks the kiss with Mike. I watch with a hungered gaze as she lifts her body from my lap. I hold my stiff cock and guide it to her pussy. With a slow, deliberate movement, she begins to lower herself onto me, her tight, wet pussy enveloping my throbbing length. She finally settles onto me. I feel her pussy tightly wrapping around my cock like a vice grip. With each grinding motion, she moves back and forth.
“Fuck, baby,” I moan.
Tessie wraps her arms around my neck, drawing me closer to her. I’m consumed by the sensation of her body moving effortlessly up and down on my cock. With each movement, she takes my breath away. Beside us, Mike sits on the sofa, his gaze fixed on us as he pleases himself. The sight of Tessie’s bouncing breasts fuels the fire of my arousal, intensifying the pleasure coursing through me as my cock twitches inside her pussy.
Mine and Tessie’s breathing grows heavy and labored. Her body's rapid movement and exertion cause her chest to rise and fall, gasping for air between each thrust. The sound of her breath becomes louder and more pronounced as she continues to bounce up and down on my cock.
“Nate!” she loudly cries out as her eyes flutter.
“Scream my name, baby,” I rasp.
Tessie's body moves and continues to bounce up and down on my cock, her energy seemingly never-ending. She turns her face towards Mike, who appears to be catching his breath as he plays with himself. I observe them as their eyes meet in a moment of connection.
Mike rises from the sofa, takes a moment, and then carefully positions himself on the cushioned surface. He grasps the hilt of his cock firmly with both hands, bringing it close to Tessie’s mouth. She eagerly opens her mouth, sticking out her pink tongue, ready to receive his cock.
“I wanna taste you, Mike,” she purrs as she stops bouncing up and down. She rolls her hips in circular motions on me. I wish I could be inside her all the time. Her pussy feels fantastic, the grip it has around my stiff cock is addicting.
Mike’s cock enters her mouth. He then pushes her hair to one side of her face, fisting it in place.
I can hear the wetness as she sucks. Mike throws his head back and moans, “You’re so fucking good, Tessie.”
All our bodies move in sync as we continue to fuck. The feeling is absolutely amazing. I have never experienced such a rush of energy while fucking before. I feel close to coming, but I want to hold off.
“Let's get you bent over,” I demand.
Mike's eyes fix on me and a wicked smile slowly spreads across his face. He removes his cock from Tessie’s mouth and takes a step back.
Tessie slowly raises her body off my cock and I look down to see it creamy.
“I’m just going to grab something,” I state.
I leave Mike and Tessie in the lounge and walk towards the bedroom. I open the bedside drawer and reach for the bottle of lube. I turn around and head back to the lounge, seeing Mike and Tessie fully engrossed in each other. Clapping noises fill the room as Mike pounds Tessie on the sofa. She holds her legs up, which are nearly up to her head.
“Mike, Mike, Mike!” she screams.
I stand there for a moment, observing them as they fuck. Tessie makes eye contact with me as she bites down on her bottom lip.
Clap.
Thrust.
