Drunk at a party.
Mia x George.
*George's pov*
"Wake up. We're going to a party." I keep my eyes shut at the sound of Mia shouting at me through the door, hearing her clear as day but not wanting to get up. I shut my eyes once more and feel myself begin to drift off to sleep again, when my door bursts open and in comes Mia as if it were her own room.
"No- no. George wake up. You've been asleep all day!" She walks over to me as I throw my blanket over my face, trying my hardest to ignore her yet again. She then reaches me and yanks the blanket off of me, leaving me in just my boxers laying in bed. I rip my eyes open and stare her down, still tired, barely understanding what was happening.
"I'm tired Mia, c'mon- please." I finally open my eyes enough to study her completely. She was wearing just a towel, clearly just after showering. I watch as she irritably rolls her eyes at me, then they find their way down to my boxers. Mia smirks deviously then exclaims:
"Looks like he's awake though-." I glance down where she was now looking at me with lustful eyes now. In my boxers very visible through them was my dick on full display, showing I had morning wood. I look up at Mia still looking, then I fumble to cover it with my pillow, unsure of what exactly had caused it this time. She only rolls her eyes at my shy movement.
"Here-." She then suddenly begins walking toward me slowly, before removing her towel she had on, leaving her totally naked. She leans her knee on my bed then lowers her head down to my boxers and continues;
"I'll wake you up this way then." I glance over by the door, still completely open and gasp, already folding from her;
"The door, Mia-." She looks back at it but doesn't move. She slowly turns back around then begins taking off my boxers while she says;
"Like it would be anything new for them to see us like this anyway." She finally takes off my boxers, letting my dick stand up straight now. I exhale at the sight of totally naked Mia next to my cock on my bed. She looks back up into my eyes, keeping eye contact, before ultimately downing my cock in her throat.
I had to admit, this was definitely a good way to wake me up, and I really wouldn't mind sleeping in more for this to happen again.
I lay back and watch as Mia takes my whole dick down her throat, not gagging once on it. I watch as her nipples drag across my skin with each downstroke on my cock, wanting to touch them so bad.
I knew I could grab for her, but I couldn't help but feel intimidated by Mia, I've always felt this way, even before everything that's happened, when we were just friends. She knew what she was doing so well and I was just getting lucky being with her as a friend and this way.
Mia then yanks me from my thoughts by suddenly pulling up off of my cock, catching me off guard.
She looks up into my eyes and sees me eyeing her boobs instantly. She takes a big breath then exhales, until she finally takes my hand in hers and brings it over to her nipples like I so clearly wanted. I immediately begin fondling them, and right after, she starts sucking my dick again.
As I play with her nipples, I feel her moan onto my cock, causing a small wave of vibrations as she does. I see her eyes go closed in pleasure then she starts sliding up and down me faster. I take my other hand and grab at her hair, feeling close already.
As soon as I grab her, she opens her eyes to study at me. The look in my eyes must have been enough to tell her I was close, because she took a hand and placed it along my chest, trailing up and down slowly with small scratches. It didn't take me very long to realize how truly pleasurable the pain felt that Clay or Mia dealt to me.
It was enough to set me off instantly. Mia pulled off and watched as my cum shot out of me. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue all the way, letting most of my cum all fall on it as she stroked my dick more with her hand now.
She only sat there for a moment, staring straight into my eyes with my cum on her face, then she closed her mouth and swallowed. I layed back straight away, trying not to get hard again by the sight of her.
She suddenly gets up and grabs her towel again then puts it on. She fixes her hair which I'd ruined along the way then turns to leave. She doesn't glance at me again as she leaves my room saying:
"Now go shower and get ready. We leave in 20 minutes." Then she was gone into her room. I sat up on my bed feeling breathtaken by her. I lay my head back on my shoulder and take a breath in, thinking about Mia some more. I glance back down at my crotch only to find I was hard again. Of course.
•••
I don't bother relieving myself after Mia had left, I simply tried to ignore it and got ready like she had wanted. I figured it was the least I could do after what she did for me this morning. It took me a while to realize it actually wasn't morning anymore, it was almost 5 in the afternoon. I only saw then why she was so annoyed with me.
I got dressed and quickly headed downstairs to the rest of the gang. Mia was now dressed in a black mini skirt paired with a dark blue long-sleeved sweater. And by the way she sat on the couch waiting for me to get downstairs, I could tell she knew she looked way too good.
Mia was laying down, with her legs along Clay's lower half and her head on Sapnaps lap. The two guys were surrounding her, only casually talking to her as she lay on them. I watched as Sapnap rubbed up and down smoothly on her arm as she layed on his crotch.
I walked up to the huddle in front and couldn't help but be jealous. I hated when Clay got jealous, but it was different this time. She had given me a blow job and hadn't asked for anything in return, as if totally unphased by it. Like she didn't need it from me anymore. And now she was acting like I wasn't even there.
Sapnap notices me walking up first and yells a quick 'morning' at me, which I noticed as sarcasm, as it was midday now. I throw him an also sarcastuc chuckle then turn to Mia, still talking to Clay, ignoring me. Completely interrupting their conversation, I announce;
"So we leaving then?" It came out annoyed, and frankly I was, but I hadn't intended for it to sound that way. I cough, clearing my throat then add;
"I can drive." Clay turned and looked at me now saying;
"It's alright. I already volunteered tonight." I nod then look at the other two. Mia had pointed her head up, facing Sapnap now. They weren't saying anything, just smiling as they looked down at eachother faces, getting comfortably close now, still acting like I didn't even exist. All it did was piss me off even more.
Clay must also see this with me, as he quickly shot up and announced;
"Okay! Let's go then." Mia and Sapnap both whip their heads up at us then Mia shoots up from where she was laying, immediately saying;
"Yeah, let's!" Then she was speed walking over to the door with Clay. Sapnap finally gets up and walks with me. It was apparent he had a soft spot for Mia now after everything that went down between them, by the way he was treating her around the house the past couple of weeks, but we all did as well.
Of course I cared about Clay too, but Mia has been my friend for forever, plus, she really knew what she was doing. I shake the thought, feeling myself getting butterflies below as we cram ourselves into the car. Clay drove, and Sapnap took the front, leaving Mia and me in the back as usual.
As soon as we sit down and begin taking off, Mia takes out her phone, continuing to ignore me. I glance over and see she's watching videos. I can't bring myself to say anything to her. I look at her outfit once more, unable to compliment her on how good she looked, but wanting to so badly, so I simply stare out the window and stay silent the rest of the ride.
•••
It takes a little too much longer than I expected to have to sit in the car until we finally make it to the party. It's a big white house with way too many people out on the yard, and probably many more inside. We all get out and make our way inside. As soon as I get in, I'm making my way for the alcohol. I watch as Sapnap and Mia do the same.
Clay simply stands nearby, chatting up his friends that invited us. I quickly find a bottle of tequila and start chugging. I never cared for it, but I was desperate and needed to chill out. I find myself eyeing Mias every move as she talks to people. Every once and awhile a guy would approach her, but she would shut them down, to my relief.
I then watch as Sapnap approached her now, also holding a big bottle like mine. He walks up behind her, takes her by the waist, then whispers something to her. She grinds up onto him with a happy smirk then nods a yes at him. Expecting them to go upstairs or something, I'm surprised when they don't.
I sit down on a chair across from them and study them as they simply begin dancing together. I take another huge gulp of my alcohol and cringe at the taste. I look back at them only to see Mia and Sapnap kissing now on the dancefloor. Just then Clay approaches me and sits by me.
"Don't tell me that's bothering you? It's my job to be jealous, not yours." I look at him, the motion of moving my head making me dizzy now.
"Nope. Not even a little." He smirks then puts his arm around my shoulder as we both watch them now. Sapnap is dancing over her now, as Mia is turned away grinding against him slowly to the music playing. Sapnaps arms are wrapped around her waist, moving her to the rhythm against himself even more.
Mias head is thrown back onto his shoulder, eyes closed. I'm watching her face closely when suddenly her eyes open again and she's making eye contact with me and Clay. She sees us and all she does is smirk as she continues moving with Sapnap, still watching us.
Clay's sees this with me and whispers into my ear saying;
"I don't know about you, but that looks like an invite to me." With that, he was walking over to them, leaving me alone again. Mia sees him striding up to them and outstretches her arms to Clay. I don't move an inch as I watch him begin dancing along with Mia and Sapnap.
Clay stood in front of Mia now, holding her by her chin, then he goes in for a kiss like Sapnap had just done. I don't realize until then, when I try to take another sip of my tequila, that it was almost empty. I groan and turn away from the three of them dancing together, irritated by too many things now.
I get up from my chair and spot a group playing beer pong. I walk over and decide to join them, needing more alcohol any way I could get it. I begin playing and somehow don't suck too bad. I play a few more games then start feeling alot more drunk now.
I shoot my shot this time and end up missing almost everytime, and begin to call it good on playing anymore. I walk over to my chair I was in to see what the three were up to, only to see they were gone.
Knowing exactly what they were probably doing, I grab myself a few more drinks and go ham, not wanting to feel this jealousy anymore. For the rest of the night at least.
*Mia's pov*
After Sapnap had started dancing with me and Clay showed up to join, it quickly started to escalate from there. I wasn't really all too surprised when George never ended up joining us too, but I really wanted him to.
Clay and Sapnap were both grinding against me now, feeling that they were both hard as they did. Clay, standing in front of me, quickly began giving me lustful eyes, along with Sapnap behind me. I knew we were all only here at the party for such a short time, but I was so ready to ditch upstairs for these two.
"Upstairs?" I find myself saying breathlessly to the two guys as they danced up on me. Clay immediately smiles down at me then shakes his head yes eagerly. I don't need a reply from Sapnap, because he just as fast started pulling me away towards the stairs.
We make our way to a random bedroom, not caring who's it was. I enter, then soon after was Clay. Sapnap had already planted himself on the bed, waiting for me eagerly. Before I can even manage to get over to him, Clay pulls me in and begins kissing all over me.
He starts tugging at my skirt then pulls away suddenly, saying;
"Fuck- I don't want to ruin this outfit." He trails his eyes down my body, taking in what I was wearing one last time before he would ultimately take it off. I look up into his eyes and smirk as I slowly lift up my skirt with one finger for him to see under it.
Clay moans out a sigh then takes me in his arms again and starts kissing along my neck. Still kissing me, Clay takes his hand and starts lifting my leg beneath us, then starts making his way under my thong. He finally takes his index finger and slowly begins rubbing my clit softly.
"Yes- don't stop Clay-." As soon as those words leave my mouth, Clay did the opposite of what I had just asked, and stopped. I look up and see he was looking behind me over my shoulder, at Sapnap on the bed. Unable to see what he was now smirking amusingly about, I ask;
"What is so funny?" He takes his hand from beneath me and turns me around, facing a now sleeping Sapnap. I immediately can't hold in my whispered laugh as I say;
"No way-." Clay and I sit there laughing at him laying on the bed, absolutely dead asleep. Clay then gets ahold of himself and butts in;
"He must have drank too much. We should all head out then." I nod and add;
"You're gonna wake him up then. Not me." He rolls his eyes and walks over to him, shaking him slightly. As soon as he did so, Sapnap was opening his eyes, but barely.
"Get up buddy. Time to go. You can't sleep here." He only nods at Clay but doesn't move. Clay exhales then grabs for him, lifting him off the bed. Sapnap eventually gets some strength to walk and we take him back downstairs.
By this point, I had only had a few drinks, so I was feeling perfectly sober, not wanting to leave yet. And to add to that, I was now incredibly horny from Clay. Tonight was going great.
We all get downstairs and I spot George sitting alone on the floor, also drunk. I turn to Clay and say;
"I'll get George. You just bring Sapnap to the car. I'll meet you there." He nods and starts walking away with Sapnap, basically carrying him in his arms now. I laugh and turn to George, still on the floor, but now watching me. I wave slightly and walk over to him.
"Time to go. Sapnap passed out." George simply nods then gets up and starts walking to the entrance of the house. He sure looked drunk, but was walking perfectly fine, like he wasn't at all. We finally leave and begin walking over to the car.
I watch George walk confidently over to the car, looking completely sober. I laugh, impressed slightly, then scan for the car. I find it and see Sapnap sitting up in front again, as expected. George still doesn't say anything as he sits himself in the car. I follow him now, sitting beside him.
"Everyone ready then?" It was said quietly by Clay, as to not wake up Sapnap beside him, but George and I heard him fine. We both nod back at him, letting Clay start up the car and drive off.
I lean back on my seat, still feeling the affects of Clay's fingers from just a little while ago, feeling irritated for the long ride home now. I find myself thinking about how much I wanted to be touched, and let my hands wonder.
I purposely glance at George sitting beside me, who was now watching me closely. His eyebrow raises as he looks at my hand now, placed on my inner thigh. I quickly take it off and smile at George, who continued to watch me.
He smiles back then leans closer to me. I look into his chocolate eyes, remembering what happened between us this morning. I had wanted him so bad, but knew we were going to the party, and didn't want to be late, so I left right away. George continues studying me, now watching my body closely.
Then, in a whisper only I would hear, George says;
"You look so good." He then takes a hand and places it just between my thigh. I look up at him, confused why he was being so secretive, I mean the two guys already knew about us, it wasn't a secret at all, plus he was only complimenting me. He inches his hand into my inner thigh even more as I watch him.
"I want it to be like they don't know about us. Just for the night." I tilt my head at him in even more confusion, trying to ignore his hand placement. Of course I knew what he meant, but what was the point if they both knew already? I'm distracted from that thought when he quickly adds;
"Like you were only mine." I knew George was drunk, this was why he had this confidence, but I couldn't help but get butterflies as he spoke anyway.
I hear Clay say something to Sapnap, now awake up in front in a drunken babble, when suddenly George takes his hand in my thigh and moves it all the way down, then he takes his fingers and slides them underneath my skirt, and next under my thong.
As soon as he touches my clit, I find myself gripping the seat. He stops his movement as I do this and looks at me to say;
"Don't let them know."
Normally I would have moaned to all my hearts desire, but I was doing as George wanted, keeping quiet. He was acting way more confident that he would normally be, and I knew it was just because he was drunk, but I was perfectly fine with confident George either way.
He's rubbing my clit faster now, and I found myself needing to cover my mouth with my hand to keep from moaning loudly. I liked George's way. Our little secret.
I look over at him, watching my face as he played with me down below. I feel him slow down now on my clit. His long fingers were having trouble fitting under my thong, so George stopped, then whispers;
"Take that off for me." He slides his fingers out from underneath my skirt and sits back and watches me as I kick it off on the floor. George then leans back over to me and lifts up my skirt, revealing my pussy now. I knew if anyone where to look back here they would see what we were doing clear as day, but couldn't help but love the temptating thought even if it didn't mean much anymore with the other two.
Trying to get comfortable, I lean back onto the seat and kick up my knee closest to the window, onto the back of Clay's seat. I maybe hit the seat a little too hard because as soon as my knee hits the seat, Clay feels it and speaks up;
"What the hell was that for?" He was being sarcastic, but I freaked out anyway, saying;
"Sorry was just getting-." I'm stopped mid-sentence when I feel George making his way with his fingers down to my pussy again, then suddenly inserting a few inside. My mouth flies open and I try my hardest to not moan into my words as I continued talking to Clay;
"- I was getting comfortable back here." Clay doesn't bother replying this time, thankfully. I turn to look at George again, who had a pleased look on his face now as he started up his fingers inside me. I glanced back down to where he was working, only to find I was now able to watch his fingers as they slide in and out with each thrust George pushes into me.
George's fingers were reaching so deep into me, it was nearly impossible to not start breathing hard as he fingered me. George watched below with me as he fucked me with his fingers, when suddenly Clay speaks up in front again, asking;
"So George. How much of that tequila did you drink tonight? You were downing it like a champ." I lift my head and look into the front mirror at Clay driving. He was keeping his eyes straight on the road as he talked to George. As George waits to reply to him, he doesn't let up down below as he starts answering Clay.
"Like a bottle and a half. Plus some beer." I hear Clay chuckle up in front then add;
"And you sound perfectly fine. I'm impressed." This time George keeps quiet, continuing to thrust into me, only harder now. I begin to feel annoyed when Clay starts talking again, this time to me.
"How much did you drink Mia?" I take a shakey breath and ready myself to respond to him.
"Only a couple of shots. Not enough to-." I have to force myself to stop talking yet again when George takes his other hand and begins rubbing on my clit, while with the other he continued pounding into me. I clear my throat and start again;
"Not enough to get me drunk though." At first Clay doesn't say anything until finally he speaks up, sounding concerned;
"You okay? You kinda sound drunk to me." Before he gets the idea to turn around to check on me, I decide to go with it by saying quickly;
"You know- I might be." My voice once again comes out in small shakey whimpers. I look at George watching me with big lustful eyes. I have to bite my lip to keep from jumping on him right then and there. I can't stop myself from grinding myself down onto his fingers now, forcing them deeper inside.
George notices this and a smile creeps on his face as he leans into my ear and whispers;
"You want to cum on my fingers?" As he says this, the confidence in his voice that comes out makes George seem like a totally new person. I nod at him in response then he leans down from my ear and removes his hand from my clit, making me whine softly.
He takes his finger up to his mouth and licks up the mess I was making on it. He tastes it and his eyes shut tight for a split second, enjoying the flavor, then opens them again. George then takes his now free hand and starts moving up my shirt.
He lifts it just high enough for my boobs to fall out, then leans into them. His hand finds them and begins squeezing them softly. He then flicks out his tongue and licks my nipple like it was some new type of candy. He starts circling around the nipple with just his tongue, making me have to grip the seat harder.
George let's out a moan a little too loud as he finally puts his whole mouth around my nipple and begins sucking them desperately. Just as he moans, I see Clay turn to look for George at his seat, but can only see his legs, as the rest of him was in my lap.
"George? Whatcha doing back there?" George says nothing to Clay, as he was still too busy suckling on my nipples. I see George glance up at me and smirk, then, still grinning, he takes his two front teeth and nibbles down ever so lightly on my nipples, almost making me blow our cover and moan.
I blow out a frustrated breath and try my best to answer Clay;
"He fell asleep. Just like- passed out." Clay laughs up in front then asks casually;
"In your lap? Nice." As far as Clay knew, that was all it looked like. Like George had fallen asleep and fell over onto my lap. Just sleeping. But of course, we knew better.
George finally takes his mouth from my boobs and looks up into my eyes, saying softly in a deep alluring voice;
"Good girl." Those words leave his mouth and goosebumps begin to rise throughout my whole body instantly. I feel George remove his fingers from below for a quick second then put them back in, only this time, his fingers were curved upwards.
I knew exactly what George wanted out of this. I look up at him with nervous eyes as I plead;
"George- I'll make a mess. You shouldn't-." As George listens to me talk, he tilted his head and smoothed a thumb over my clit, making me begin to not care how much of a mess I'd make. His fingers are resting inside me when he says;
"It's fine. You just have to keep your voice down, is all." George then slowly begins to move up and down inside me, making lewd sounds come out of my pussy just seconds later. Next he takes his other hand and places it just below my stomach, trying to keep me a little more still. I could hear the noises coming from down below getting louder so I forced myself to say;
"Hey- Clay. Turn up the music please. I like this song." Clay doesn't hesitate, he was turning the music up louder, loud enough to cover up the sounds of my pussy already so close to squirting all over George's fingers.
By this point, I don't care about moaning, with the music being on now. George is now burying his face into my neck, getting the strength to keep going fast on my pussy. My moans make their way into his ear as I say;
"Fuck, George-." His breathing had now sped up along with mine as he thrusted as fast as he could now. He takes this as a sign that I was now close and sits back up to look down below. He looks back up at my face one last time before he says;
"Squirt for me- please." I feel my eyes roll back and pleasure roll through me instantly as George speaks, easily making me cum. George watches with a wide mouth as he makes me squirt everywhere. He doesn't stop fucking me with his fingers when I do, he simply keeps going, making the pleasure burn inside me for what seemed like forever.
Unable to take anymore, I force myself off of his fingers, making me finally finish squirting. He looks at me with disbelieving eyes once I pulled him off, then he jumps up and smacks his lips onto mine and begins kissing me hard.
He breaks away from the kiss for a split second, only to say;
"You're so fucking hot-." Then he begins kissing me passionately again. By this point, I was out of breath and tired as hell, but George kissing me like this made me feel good, so I just let him anyway.
He finally pulls away and looks down below at Clay's seat, now covered in fluids. George looks at me anxiously now, immediately losing all of his confidence he previously had. I knew I had to either clean the mess up secretly or just tell Clay, but choice number one seemed a hell of a lot better than two did.
George once again looks at me but chuckles this time. He then leans and lays his head in my lap, like Clay originally thought he was really doing, then he fell asleep all the way home.