Andrea placates Brian

“Brian! Baby, wait up! I’m sorry!”, Brian had stopped by his parked car as he was unlocking it when Andrea caught up to him.

“*sigh* Look. I’m sorry I made out with that chick. But it’s been a week since we fucked, and I’ve been saving it up for you, so sorry if I’m a little on edge. But you’re my girlfriend, fucking is what we’re supposed to do”.

In ‘her’ **** state, Andrea failed to realise this could be the perfect opportunity to get Brian to dump ‘her’, instead focussing on making Andrew’s best friend happy.

“…okay, I’ll do it. I’ll have sex with you again”.

Brian smiled a smug smirk of victory and opened the passenger door for Andrea, roaring away as he drove in a state far beyond the legal level of blood **** content for driving.

Luckily there were no cops on the roads that night to catch his drunken swerves and near misses.

“So like where we going?”, asked Andrea, Brian replying with a cryptic “You’ll see”.

Andrea found ‘herself’ strangely blasé about the whole ordeal.

‘She’ most certainly did not want to have sex with Brian in particular, but ‘her’ libido had been ramped up as of late, and especially now after that hot makeout session with Kristi.

Finally Brian’s headlights illuminated their destination; Lookout Point, or Makeout Point as it was better known, the site of their first sexual encounter.

The cliff was already populated with gyrating cars with steamed-up windows, but there was enough room for Brian to park.

As soon as he turned the engine off, Brian pounced upon his girlfriend, forcing ‘her’ into making out before putting the seat down and ushering ‘her’ to the backseats.

Brian was in barely a mood for foreplay, quickly stripping Andrea and then himself of the necessary clothes to allow access to their private parts and **** Andrea on his impressive erection, face-fucking ‘her’ till he blew a load straight down ‘her’ gullet.

Instantly recovered, he manoeuvred Andrea onto all fours, removed the butt plug and entered ‘her’ pre-lubed asshole from behind, taking ‘her’ like a barbarian rutting a captured pleasure ****.

Instinctively, Andrea used the skills ‘she’ had learned from Charlene, squeezing down on the dick, thrusting with Brian’s motions, and talking the smuttiest of the dirty.

After Andrea had cum thrice, Brian finally came, but still wasn’t finished.

Being pulled up as Brian lay on his back, Andrea rode him reverse cowgirl like a wild bronco, orgasming another three times before Brian released his final load into ‘her’ innards.

All throughout the experience, Andrea tried to keep ‘her’ eyes closed so ‘she’ wouldn’t have to look at the face of the disgusting man.

But while previously Andrea had imagined the cock fucking her to be disembodied, devoid of Brian, this time there was a body attached.

A tall, athletic body with heavenly curves, jet black hair, an alluring face and sensual voice, telling ‘her’ how beautiful ‘she’ looked and how much she loved ‘her’.

That person was Kristi.

In the afterglow as they recovered, Andrea could not get the thought of Kristi out of ‘her’ head; not even in a sexual way, but wanting to just be near her, to while away the hours with nothing but each other for company.

‘Oh fuck’, thought Andrea. ‘I think I’m in love’.