This is the second part of a two or three part series I sent to a couple a couple of years ago. He was gay and wanted fucked. She was his friend, not his lover. She wanted fucked, too. She was a very hot babe and I was more than willing to fuck him just to get a sniff of her. Alas, it didn't work out. And in the meantime I lost part one and part two. This is the first time I have submitted a story. I hope I get the procedure right.
Gradually, I return to the real world, and we leave the Outback with many people watching us as we head for the door. You two really don't give a fuck, but I am hoping I haven't been seen by any of my tight-assed friends. They aren't as kewl with bi-sex as I am. In fact some would shun me if they knew. I really wouldn't give a fuck either, but some I might have to work with. Oh, well; I really enjoyed our sex so far.
As we approach the car in the dark, Derek is trying to feel me up, and I am trying to feel you up. I am wild for a taste of your pussy. You want me to drive since I have had no alcohol. But I want Derek to drive while I ride with you in back. Derek gets behind the wheel settling that argument. I just hope he can make it to the motel, but I am too much in heat to do the right thing, i.e., drive. I just want your pussy, and I don't give a fuck about anything else. Hell, by this time, I would fuck you on Main Street at high noon.
Derek drives very carefully to the motel, but manages to watch our every move in the mirror as he drives. He sees me kissing you, though you aren't willing to fuck me in the back seat. You keep repeating, "After Derek. After Derek."
