Offline/Everyone's tired. Just go to sleep
There's no way you can muster up the courage to talk to either of them right now. The buzz from all the beer you drank has started to wear off and is turning you more sleepy than horny. Although knowing that there are naked teenagers sleeping next to you is distracting, it's not nearly as distracting as watching them hump and pump and grind was. Once you unintentionally close your eyes you're out within minutes.
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Soft voices awaken you. It sounds like they're talking directly to you, teasing you, but that's just the remnants of your dream as you drift in and out of sleep. Once you get a more solid grasp on reality you recognize Jet and Hannah quietly talking to each other. They are both laying on top of their sleeping bags. Neither are dressed, but slightly more so than you last saw them. Hannah has traded in her tank top for a bra and added a pair of panties while Jet traded his condom for boxers.
Seeing you peek past Hannah towards him, Jet greets you and then apologizes. "Hey, sorry about last night. Things got, y'know, a little carried away. But thanks for being cool about it."
"Don't say sorry!" Hannah quickly interjects. "He loved it! And so did I..." She rolls over, half on top of Jet, and gives him a quick kiss. "I love it when you do me like that. When you just force me to take every. Last. Inch."
"Yeah you d- Um, seriously though, sorry Jay. We won't do that again."
You shrug, trying to pretend it doesn't matter, even though it's been really annoying to have to watch them again and again. "Whatever. It's okay. It's just sex, right? Everyone does it sometimes." As if you have the slightest clue.
"Yeah Jet, geez," echoes Hannah. "Justice knows what's up. It's just sex." She places her hands on Jet's chest and presses him down while lifting herself up, all so she can throw a leg over her boyfriend and start grinding against him. "Sometimes you just have to do it. Sometimes you just have to hold someone down and fuck their brains out."
Jet scoffs. "Okay Miss Rapey. You do that often?"
Hannah laughs and pulls back, sitting upright. "I know you like it! But I'm just saying..." She's not just saying. She's already moved a hand to the front of Jet's boxers, feeling him up. "Sometimes you have to take what you want. Like last night when I wanted to sit on you and take every bit of you inside me. I wanted it, so I did it."
Jet throws one arm behind his head, getting a bit more comfortable and letting Hannah have her fun. "Mmm, yeah. That felt amazing."
"And then you took what you wanted, too. You held my legs open and took me so hard."
"But I got you off too, don't forget. I'm not totally selfish."
"Yeah, but you did it because you wanted me to cum. You made me, forced it out of me. And right now..." she continues as she slides down onto her hands and knees. "Right now I really want to take your boxers off." She starts to tug them down but Jet grabs her arm.
"Hey, my cuz is right there..."
"And? He was here last night too. Honestly, your cousin loves this! Didn't he watch us fuck for, what, like, an hour last night?" It felt longer, but you're not about to correct her. "I don't think he's gonna tell anyone if that's what you're worried about."
They stare each other down for a long while, like a game of chicken. When Hannah continues to strip Jet, he reluctantly lets her. His freed cock looks just as impressive in the morning sun as it did by flashlight. He's already mostly hard and Hannah is quick to lube him up. First delicately lifting his dick with her hand and drooling over his bulbous head, she then licks at his tip of his cut cock, steadily flicking at the slit. Only once he's fully stiff does she take him into her mouth, bobbing her lips over his glans and down his length a few times before she pulls off in a showy display, flicking her hair over her shoulder.
"God, you've gotten so good at this," he compliments her.
"I know, right!?" Hannah cheerily replies. "It's actually a lot of fun! Almost like a game! The sexiest game!"
Jet glances over in your direction as if this is a normal time for a conversation. "You should've seen her the first time she went down on me. It was real funny."
"Hey! I tried so hard my first time!" she pouts, offended.
"Oh, come on! It was funny! For the first minute you were licking me like a dog."
"Jet! I didn't... you're just so big! I didn't know what to do!"
"Babe, I'm just kidding. You were great your first time."
Hannah pouts again then drops her mouth down over his length to prove her newfound prowess, swallowing his dick like a sword. She doesn't actually go all the way down, her hand staying wrapped around the base of his dick to keep him steady. For most guys that might be one way for their girl to save themselves some effort and avoid trying to deepthroat anything. But in Jet's case there's still plenty of dick left for Hannah to fit in her mouth even with her hand there, so it's plenty impressive when her lips hit her fingers. You're positive she's got him in the back of her throat like this, but she manages to start bouncing her head up and down all the same, taking everything that she can and no doubt testing her skills.
You watch Hannah blow Jet for minutes straight, his young girlfriend seemingly wanting to show off just how good she is. But when she pulls away with ropes of spit strung out between cock and tongue she's looking straight at you with a huge smile on her face.
"See? See?! He loves this shit!"
You hadn't realized you were jerking off until she pointed it out to the room. Even though you're in your sleeping bag the movement of your hand inside it is pretty obvious.
"Way to go. Prove her right," chuckles Jet, as if he expected you to be jerking off to the sight of them.
"Oooo, hey! Can I blow your cousin too?"
"What? You can't give my cousin a blowjob!"
"Why not? He's totally earned one! Kept up late, no privacy..."
"You don't reward people with blowjobs! But even so, he's too young for that."
"No I'm not," you're quick to comment.
"No he's not!" agrees Hannah. "And he's probably as big as you are!" she adds, her imagination running away from her. You're not small, but with Jet setting her expectations you're positive she'll be disappointed.
"And," continues Jet undeterred. "You're my girl, not his. If I wanted you to suck his dick, I would make you suck his dick. But there's only one dick you're sucking here."
"But daaaddy, didn't you say you wanted to have a threesome?" she reminds Jet with a sensual purr, gliding her free hand up his flexed torso.
"Yeah, with another girl. And not, uh, with my cousin!"
"Well it's not like you're going to give him a blowjob. Unless you want to..." Hannah seriously waits for a reply, but Jet just stares her down. "Oh fine, whatever. Can we at least see what he's packing? You're okay with looking, right? Besides, he got to check us out all night. It's only fair."
Jet stammers for a moment, then shrugs. "I guess...? If he's okay with it. I'm not gonna tell him t-"
"Jay! Whip it out! C'mon, you're not the only perv in here! You want me to keep sucking, don't ya?" she goads, giving you little choice to think it over.