Kyri didn't understand what Evan meant by "dirty movies", but before she could ask about it, Michaela was moving closer to her and touching her. Groaning, Kyri reached back, grabbing the frame of the bed as her eyes closed and she arched her torso.
"Oh God," she whimpered, feeling herself beginning to throb. She was aware of the fact that Evan was watching all this, could smell his arousal as well as her own and Michaela's. And she might have felt embarrassed by the fact that her girlfriend was doing this in front of a man, but she didn't. In fact, all she felt was the sensations running through her and her heart pounding in her chest.
Suddenly, she felt a larger, slightly rougher hand on her breast - the touch different but no less arousing. She opened her eyes to find Evan's hand on her as he kissed Michaela. She groaned at the sight - it was one of the most erotic things she had ever seen.
So when he asked if he could kiss her too, she found herself nodding. Evan smiled as he leaned over to her, capturing her lips with his in a kiss that started out a bit tentative before he used his tongue to tease her mouth open so he could deepen it. Kyri moaned softly and reached out for Michaela, running her hand over her, teasing her nipples before her fingers moved lower and pressed between her legs.
"Oh God, Michaela," Evan gasped, breaking the kiss, his hips jerking from her touching his cock. He looked at her. "Are you sure about this? Both of you?"
"Yes," Kyri found herself saying before she could stop herself.