I had just completed a difficult semester at university and returned home for the holidays. The first weekend of my return was met with an empty house and so I, inevitably, tried to arrange a party to kick off the holiday. Unfortunately for me, most of my friends were also in various stages of returning home for the holidays and were unable to come.
This resulted in an intimate gathering with just my best friend, my girlfriend and way too much to drink.
My girlfriend: Alex, was around the same age as me. She had taken a different path in life, opting to skip university and head straight into the workforce, meaning we didn't need to try the whole super long-distance thing. She had bronze skin, hair that reached past her shoulders and light brown eyes. Her body was toned, but not skinny or muscular, and she liked to show it off. Her breasts were large and firm and looked bigger because of her smaller frame. She was always nice to me, but some of my friends and family found her rude and abrasive, something which I never really saw.
Nick, my best friend at the time, was a tall guy who was edging towards "skinnyfat" in our youth. Since I last saw him, he had taken up a job in manual labour, which had cut the fat from him and bulked him up. Where before he could have been accurately compared to a scarecrow; with his unkept straw-brown hair, narrow figure, and long limbs, he could now probably pass as a catalogue model. His brown hair was shorter and less unkept now, the fringe not obscuring his blue eyes at all.
As for myself, I was naturally fit but never really capitalised on it, leaving me as broad and lithe, but not actually muscular. I was taller than Alex by a head or so, but shorter than Nick also by a head or so -- slightly taller than average but not enough to consider myself tall.
I had picked my friends up early and returned home with a bounty of booze and snacks. We'd spent the day catching up, watching movies, playing games, and drinking way more than we had any right to. I had noticed that Alex had observed the changes in Nick as much as I had -- lingering with hugs, commenting on his growth and, where before she mocked him more for his general dopiness, she was now almost complimentary to him.
Because we hadn't seen each other for a few weeks, Alex and I were desperate to get it on, and throughout the day attempted a few times, always to get stopped or almost caught by Nick.
At some point, Nick dropped the bombshell that his long-term, long-distance girlfriend had cheated on him and then dumped him within the last week or so. This revelation, coupled with our increasing inebriation, frustration, and a hint of guilt for not knowing about Nick's situation gave Alex the idea to "let him have a show" to watch us fuck, to which I acquiesced -- not a choice being driven by the brain in my head.
It had started fine; We began under the covers so Nick could only see and hear certain things while he played games next to us. We got more into it and more affected by the drink and thus the covers came off, letting Nick see more than I was expecting so soon.
At some point during the fun, Alex was so turned on she let Nick touch her instead of just watching. This drove him to the edge and she encouraged him to masturbate so he wouldn't storm out. I was still being full driven by my hind brain, so I consented. After all, she was my girlfriend, and I was proud of the show I was putting on. This did cause a strange pang in my stomach, but I was drunk and having fun.
Eventually, overcome by our primal desires and our inhibitions washed away by the alcohol; we decided to let Alex help Nick finish. Seeing her with another cock in her mouth was hot, but amplified the strange feeling in my stomach.
After a while of taking me, while trying to get Nick to cum, Alex decided she needed a break and tried to finish us both off with her hands and mouth.
It was at this point that Nick revealed that he had never cum from a blowjob before and didn't think he was about to start now. I think Alex's pride was hurt by this; promises were made to finish him off that night and, from personal experience, she was amazing at giving head.
Extremely frustrated, I let her finish me off quickly so she could focus on Nick. Collapsing in relief and release, this is where the story continues.
***
"Oh fuck." I groaned. "I really fucking needed that."
"Baby, I'm going to finish Nick now." she said softly.
I let out a noise of acknowledgement, still reeling from the immense relief and aftershocks of the pleasure running through me.
I felt movement on the bed as Alex laid down gently and Nick moved over towards her, kneeling next to her head.
"Jack, can you get me something to clean up with?" Alex said, a hint of laughter in her voice.
"Yeah man," Nick cut in. "You've made a mess of her."
Hearing Nick reminded me that he was there and what was happening. Now I had finished, and my desire was tamped down, I felt less confident about the situation; the pit in my stomach suddenly reasserted itself.
I sat up and looked over at them. Alex was laying back on the bed, her head angled upwards on the pillows while one of her arms wrapped tightly around her breasts to keep the cum that was between them from leaking off and onto the bed. Nick was on his knees next to her head, the pillows discarded elsewhere on the bed. He was using one of his hands to lean over her and the other to tug his cock over her face almost violently.
I fought with myself about whether to watch him finish, or to go and get something to clean Alex up with immediately. My mind warred with whether it would be hot or weird and whether it would be weirder for it to happen without me there. While I was deciding, I noticed that Alex's other hand had moved towards her gleaming pussy.
"Please cum for me." She said sweetly up at Nick, a hint of pleasure in her voice from where she now played with herself.
She looked away from him and made eye contact with me. Her eyes were almost glittering, her pupils dilated, dark and large.
"This is going to leak onto the bed if you don't hurry!" She said, keeping her eyes on me.
"Sorry... Yeah..." I said and stood slowly.
From what Nick had said before, I would probably have a few minutes before he finished anyway. I had no doubt that he wouldn't be able to contend with Alex's mouth.
I left the bedroom and proceeded to the bathroom next door, letting the bedroom door close behind me as I stepped into the hallway. My feelings were in a bit of disarray now; the alcohol was causing my thoughts to be hazy, and the sudden lack of desire was beginning to uncloud my mind to the situation. My girlfriend was sucking my friend's cock. What's more, he had been talking dirty to her and calling her filthy names. How would they be able to interact in future? How would I be able to look at either of them the same?
***
I realised, with a start, that I had been washing myself off for a few minutes and had left them alone. My girlfriend was blowing my friend and I wasn't even there to watch. What the hell was wrong with me... Was this the line between cheating and just having fun?
I dried myself off, grabbed a handful of tissue paper and a pack of wet wipes and stumbled out of the bathroom. The bedroom door was closed in front of me and as I grabbed the handle, I heard the heard the wet noises coming from within.
I braced myself, as they clearly weren't finished yet, and opened the door.
They had changed position. Alex was laying horizontally across the bed, her head almost hanging off the side directly facing the door. She moaned and looked up at me, pleasure written plainly across her face. Her eyes opened fully and immediately focused on mine. They widened, as if in surprise, before her face flushed and she smiled almost apologetically at me.
Further down her body her breasts, now gripped in both arms -- pushing them together and enhancing their shape, bounced up and down. The cum on them glistening less than when I left and slowly leaking downwards, towards her neck.
Her stomach was pointing upwards at an angle, the muscles beneath her skin were visible and the skin was slick with sweat. Her legs were spread widely, angled up and down to where her feet were placed either side of Nick.
