When my eyes snapped up, I locked eyes with Kay first. I don’t know how to describe her expression other than that I could see the sexual tension on her face. My eyes jumped over to Alyssa, then to Patrick. As I locked eyes with Patrick, who had just watched me stare at my girlfriend’s hand around his dick, Kay was the first to speak. “See something you like?” she asked, as a taunting smirk came over her face. My eyes bounced between her and Patrick as he smirked too. Two seconds felt like a minute. It seemed like they were all waiting on me. Finally, looking at Kay, I asked, “why did you stop?”

Patrick replied to me before Kay could. As he did, him and Kay turned to look deep into each other’s eyes at the same time, and she slowly leaned down moving her head towards his big dick. “I didn’t want you to miss it,” he said, watching her go down. Kay’s mouth opened wide, and I heard her let out a muffled moan, “Mmm,” as she wrapped her lips around his tip and slid the first few inches of his dick into her mouth. She paused there for a second, holding it in her mouth, as she moved her hand from the base of his dick and slid it down to cup his balls. I watched her intently as she started to lightly rub his balls, and then came up. She brought her lips up around the tip and then slowly together. At an awkward angle, she did her best to look up at me as she lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and licked up the full length of the side of Patrick’s dick. When she got to the top, in one fluid motion she put it back in her mouth. She closed her eyes this time, and started going up and down and a medium slow pace.

I looked back up at Patrick. He was still looking at Kay. Alyssa let out another moan, and said, “Fuck that’s hot,” as she reached over and grabbed a section of Kay’s hair, brushing it over to the other side of her head and out of the way. I was still watching Patrick watching Kay, when Alyssa said to me, “isn’t it?” I looked at her, and Patrick looked at me at the same time. Alyssa made a face as if to say, “..well?” Kay never stopped sucking.

“Yeah,” I admitted. Alyssa smirked. It was that same evil, taunting kind of smirk that Kay would give me. “Say it,” she said to me. I hesitated, still looking at her. But I said it. “That’s… hot.” As I said it, I looked back down at Kay sucking Patrick’s dick, and then back up to Alyssa. “Say it to him,” she said, head-motioning toward Patrick. I gave her kind of a “fuck off” look and looked back down at Kay. A few seconds passed. “Say it!” Alyssa said, a little more demanding. I ignored her. I looked up and around to make sure there were no cars around still. There weren’t, so I looked back down at Kay. She was still cupping his balls with her hand, gently moving them around. Each time she would come up, I could see the wetness of her spit on the shaft of his dick, glistening in the light reflecting back off the stop sign ahead.

A few more seconds passed, and then Kay’s head came up just off Patrick’s dick, hovering above it. She never looked up, but she said quietly, “If you want to cum tonight you’d better fucking say it.” She went right back down on him. Patrick laughed softly. “Ouch,” he said in a low voice as he looked up at me. I looked at him too, and I could see Alyssa was staring at me, waiting. “It’s hot,” I said, struggling to maintain eye contact with him. As I said it, I felt my face turn red and my posture give way. I felt defeated.

“What’s hot?” Patrick asked me? I stalled. Kay didn’t stop, but she moaned loudly on his dick. She took her hand off his balls and slapped his leg, signaling me. I knew what she meant. “Kay,” I said to him. “Doing what?” Alyssa prompted me. “S…sucking your dick,” I said, looking at Patrick. He spoke to me in a soft, monotone voice, as you would do if you were trying to talk while getting a blowjob. “Use your words, buddy. Make a whole sentence,” he said to me. My face got redder, and I felt myself slouch even more. Still struggling to maintain eye contact with him, I fumbled my words a bit. “Kay’s… It.. It’s hot when Kay sucks your dick.” Patrick grinned as wide as I’d seen. “You really think so?” He prompted. “Yes,” I replied immediately.

Patrick grabbed a handful of Kay’s hair and pulled lightly. She came up off his dick, slurping just a little, licking around her lips. She looked at him as she brought her hand up to wipe around her lips. “Tell her to keep going,” Patrick said, still looking at me. “I fucking hate this guy,” I thought to myself. I stared at Kay for a few seconds. She spoke up, “okay, no play time for you.” I sat back up straight. “No, come on babe. Keep going!” I said, trying to sound encouraging. “Too late,” she replied. “No baby please… Please keep going. I won’t hesitate again!” I begged. She gave me a, “you’d better not” look, then started to go back down. But Patrick was still holding her hair, stopping her. “Please do what?” Patrick prompted me. They wanted to hear me beg! I was so fucking humiliated, but I knew there would be hell to pay with Kay if I didn’t pay ball. I looked Kay in the eyes with my best pleading face and begged, “please don’t stop sucking his dick baby!”

Patrick let go of Kay’s hair. Alyssa and Patrick started laughing at me. Kay sat up and leaned forward toward me. “You’re such a fucking bitch. I love you,” she said, smiling at me. She leaned in to kiss me. When she did, she stuck her tongue in my mouth. She paused and looked in my eyes for a second before leaning back and going back down on Patrick. “Drive,” he said, firmly.

I tried so hard to keep my focus on the road. My mind kept drifting back to Kay’s hand on Patrick’s dick. It was the last thing I saw before I started driving. When I was younger, I was always the DD since I don’t drink. I was used to chauffeuring drunk people around. But I had never chauffeured…whatever this was. I began hearing kissing again behind me. I heard it alternate from one side to the other. Those back country roads can be pretty noisy to drive on, and the radio was playing on low volume as well. Going off sounds alone wasn’t going to satisfy my curiosity about what was going on behind me. I knew I was going to end up looking.

I glanced for half a second in the rear view mirror, and saw Patrick kissing Alyssa. He was leaned toward her and his arm was reached across her body, but I couldn’t see exactly what he was doing with it. “What is Kay doing?” I wondered. I tried to sneak another glance, but couldn’t see any more than what I had the first time. When my focus came back to the road, I saw a deer standing by the road just a few car lengths ahead. “Probably not a good time to be watching them,” I thought. I tried to just listen to the song that was playing, using it as a distraction to suppress my burning curiosity about what my beautiful girlfriend was doing with her hands.

My dick was wedged, my pants pulling it tight against my thigh, and it wasn’t able to get any harder in my current position. It was starting to pull on my leg hairs as it tried to grow, and getting quite uncomfortable. I pushed against my seat back to lift up my hips and adjusted my pants with my hand, giving my dick some more room. Then I grabbed it through my pants and moved it to situate it in a better position, resting my right hand on it when I was done. “Mhm hm..hm,” I heard from behind me to my right. Alyssa chuckled into Patrick’s open mouth as they kissed. “Fuck,” I thought, “I have to look.” I turned my head quickly to see Alyssa kissing Patrick and side-eyeing me. Did she get a kick out of seeing me adjust myself?

Quickly turning back to watch the road, I heard Patrick’s bedroom voice ask, “what’s funny?” Alyssa, also in a low voice, replied, “Him adjusting his boner.” She said it through a light chuckle. There was a brief pause before Patrick said, “Well he can adjust mine when his girl is done with it.” Him and Alyssa chuckled together. All I heard from Kay was a light moan. After another brief lull, I heard the kissing sounds coming from directly behind me, followed a few seconds later by the sound of a zipper. My mind was racing with images of Kay sucking his dick right behind me. I couldn’t help but to turn around and look again. I turned my head and looked down between Patrick’s legs. Kay’s hand was down his pants from the waistband, slowly stroking him while they kissed. Alyssa turned her head to look me in the eyes as she undid his button with one hand, positioning the other to reach in for his dick.

I spun back around to watch the road, and swerved just a bit as I realized I was riding the road edge. I heard the kissing suddenly stop. “Eyes on the road,” I heard Patrick say. “Mhm,” I said, acknowledging him. My dick was now fully erect in my pants. Had Kay been stroking him in his pants the whole drive? I was dying to look again. There was a stop sign coming up in about a mile, so I stepped on the gas to get us there a little quicker. As we crossed the line into the next county, the rough road turned smooth. We hit a little bump crossing into the smooth road, and suddenly the ambient noise in the cabin was cut in half. I heard the shuffling of Patrick’s pants, and then finally, both the girls in unison let out a light gasp followed by a light moan. Kay’s voice stood out to me. “Mmm,” she moaned. There was a half second pause. “See something you like?” Patrick asked. Kay replied first, “Yeesss, it’s so nice in person.” Alyssa spoke over her. “Umm, YEAH!” she said, excitedly.

I could see the stop sign up ahead. I glanced in the mirror. When I did, Patrick happened to look at the same time. We locked eyes. I could see a smirk on his face, and I could see Kay’s head laying on his shoulder looking down at his cock. I could barely see her shoulder, but I could tell her left arm was across her body. She was probably holding it. I looked back at the road, and then back into the mirror. He was still watching me. I looked back at the road again. And then again back into the mirror to see him pulling Alyssa’s face into him for a kiss. He knew I was watching. Kay still had her head laid on his shoulder, looking down. “Mmm,” he moaned through his kissing. Kay must have been stroking him.

As I pulled up to the stop sign, I left off the gas early and tried to brake easy so as not to disturb them too much. I didn’t want anyone to change positions before I had a chance to look. Plus if I braked hard enough to distract them, that would call attention to me. I wanted to be as inconspicuous as possible, even though I knew they would all see me turn around to look. A few seconds passed. I glanced into the mirror again after hearing the kissing stop. Patrick was looking at me again. He noticed we were about to come to a stop. I realized I didn’t see Kay’s head anymore. My mind suddenly went wild. “Hang on,” I heard him say, almost at a whisper. I glanced back one last time and saw her head coming up. I slowed and came to a full stop.

I took a quick look around and there were no other cars in sight. Still stepping on the brake, I turned just my head around to look behind me. This was the furthest I’d turned since we started driving. As I did, my eyes stayed low. They instantly landed on Patrick’s dick. “Oof,” I thought, “that’s a big dick.” Kay’s hand was around the base of it, and Alyssa’s was rested on the inside of his thigh. I stared at it for about a second before realizing they were all three looking at me. I’m convinced that Patrick had planned this when he realized we were stopping. It’s why he told Kay to hang on.

“I’m cold, let’s go!” I heard Kay say as Patrick finished kissing Alyssa and sat back up straight. They all hopped down off the tailgate. Patrick closed the tailgate as Kay and Alyssa each walked to one side and each opened a back door. Alyssa smiled at me genuinely as she saw me turned around in my seat. They both climbed into the back seat, and Kay leaned out to look for Patrick. He was coming up her side. “He should sit in the middle,” Alyssa said as Patrick approached. Kay pushed herself back into the seat and pulled her legs in so he could climb over her.

Patrick was pretty tall, but he managed to climb over Kay in my roomy back seat, putting his hand on her thigh as he shuffled past her. He sat down and looked up to realize that I was turned in my seat. He laughed out loud before asking, “You just gonna sit and watch me fool around with your girl?” I kind of shook my head and rolled my eyes slightly as I turned back around to face forward. As I did, Alyssa said, “I believe that’s the plan,” and sort of giggled. Patrick laughed again and then paused. “Wait, are you serious?” he asked, looking first at Alyssa, and then at Kay. Kay was sitting directly behind me. She reached over my seat and laid her hand on my shoulder. “Take us back to your place, babe,” she said to me, rubbing my shoulder as she slid her hand across it and back down to her side.

I put the truck in reverse to get out of the parking spot, and turned around to look behind me as I backed out. When I turned around, Patrick was staring at me. I couldn’t help but look him directly in the eyes. He held eye contact with me and mocked Kay, in a feminine voice, “Take us back to your place, sweetie.” He laughed at himself, and Kay and Alyssa started laughing as well. As embarrassed as I felt, I have to admit, I cracked a grin too. He wasn’t drunk, but definitely buzzing hard, and as he spoke to me I could smell what I’d tasted on Kay’s kiss earlier. Still without breaking eye contact with me, he continued in the same voice, “I wonder what Patrick will do to us there, muffin!” He pretended to flip his hair back over his shoulder with his hand as he said it, like a girl would do.

“Stop it!” Kay said through heavy laughter as she playfully slapped him on the arm. She reached up and grabbed his face, squeezing his cheeks a little and turned his head toward her, breaking his eye contact with me. I was no longer grinning. I was feeling as humiliated as ever. I instinctively looked around to see who heard that, quickly realizing we were still in the truck. Nonetheless, I felt so embarrassed. He could have left it at mocking her. It was a funny little joke, but instead he proceeded to make fun of me to my face.

Patrick grabbed Kay’s arm and pulled it off his face. He snapped at her playfully, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Kay looked up at me and said, “Just go.” She barely got the words out before Patrick reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and gently but firmly yanked her head from side to side. Kay gasped lightly as he did. “I’ll do the head turning, thank you,” he said to her. As I let off the brake and began to back up, out of the corner of my eyes, I watched the most lustful look come over her face as she leaned in and kissed him passionately.

Alyssa watched me, analyzing my reaction to it all. She looked at me as if she was waiting for me to stick up for myself. But I didn’t. I fucking hated him, but all I could think about was him railing her like a rag doll. I watch her run her hand down his muscular arm while she kissed him. He was still holding onto her hair. As I backed all the way out and stopped, I turned around to put the truck into drive. I started to ease forward, but I couldn’t help but glance in the rear view mirror. Alyssa adjusted her position to face Patrick and I saw her lean slightly. I tried to just look ahead and drive.

When I stopped at the end of Kane’s driveway, before pulling out onto the road, I turned to look behind me. Patrick and Kay were making out, which I already knew from the sound coming from directly behind me. Patrick’s hand was on Kay’s inner thigh, and I saw Kay open her legs slightly for him. Alyssa’s hand was on Patrick’s lap, rubbing back and forth on the giant bulge in his pants. I couldn’t help but sit and stare for a few seconds. As I did, another image flashed in my head of Kay in his lap riding him.

My gaze was broken by headlights behind me. Someone else was trying to leave as well. As the lights turned to shine directly in my back window, it broke the tension in the back seat. Patrick withdrew his tongue from my love’s mouth, and his hand from between her legs and she looked almost drunk with lust as her eyes opened slowly. Patrick turned around to look back at the lights. Just as I thought to myself, “I’d better get out of the way,” the car started to slowly pull around me on my left.

“Oh shit, that’s Connor. Roll down the window!” Patrick said. I looked back at him over my right shoulder. “No!” I objected, “I know him.” Patrick looked at me like he was confused. “So?” He replied. “I don’t want him to see you with Kay,” I argued. Kay sank in her seat a little and turned her face away from the window. The back windows had enough tint that they weren’t going to see who was back there as long as the windows stayed up. Patrick smirked smugly. “She’s mine tonight bro. I already made out with her in front of everyone.” He started to reach over Kay to hit the window switch. “Please!” I said, just as he pressed it. He let off immediately, leaving just a small crack. Alyssa, keeping her hand on his dick, reached over with the other and grabbed his arm, pulling it away from the window switch.

“Please what?” Patrick said, looking back at me directly. “Please don’t roll down the window,” I replied. His eyes changed. A look came over his face as if he’d gotten an evil kick out of hearing me beg. Kay sat back up as the car went completely around us and pulled out into the road. Intently watching the exchange between Patrick and I, she spoke up. “It’s fine babe, they’re gone.” She smiled at me, and then at Patrick, trying to make light of the situation. She brushed her hair back behind her ear with her fingers, and when her hand came back down it landed right next to Alyssa’s. “Come on, babe. Take us home,” she said to me in a loving voice.