Chapter 3: Rising Action
Bethany ground her hips against Emily, striving for the friction necessary to provide her pleasure. Emily's hands roamed her body before grabbing her ass and squeezing it tightly, pulling her tight. Both women wanted more.
Jane looked down at her crotch and the new growth that had begun to happen there. She saw her sorority sisters struggling to find satisfaction and knew it was time to rise to the occasion. Smirking, she rose from where she lay on the couch and stepped up behind the two women. "Do you mind if I lend a hand?" She asked.
Without turning, both women nodded, gasping and moaning in response. Bethany clutched at Emily's breasts, her teeth raking over one nipple while her hand slipped between Emily's thighs.
From on her back, Emily could see Jane's approach, her smile as she stepped up behind Bethany who continues ued to grind against Emily. Jane reached out, planting her hands on Bethany's back, then shoved her down, slamming her bare skin against Emily. Looking at them, pressed together, Jane readied her new surprise. Grabbing her large phallic growth and, with no warning, she slammed it into Bethany's hungry warmth.
Bethany's eyes bulged at the unexpected intrusion, and Jane reveled in the sensation she had never thought she'd experience as she looked down and saw a red trickle, proof that she'd just taken her sorority sisters first time.
Emily was buried beneath Bethany and still had no idea what had happened, to Bethany or Jane, but she watched as Bethany's eyes rolled back and her breathing took on a husky, gasping tone. She could feel the way Bethany was grinding against her, could see the way Bethany's hands were clutching desperately at her, but she couldn't see what was causing it.
She turned her head to one side, trying to see what Jane was doing, and finally, she saw the truth. Jane had her hand cupped over Bethany's pussy, but it wasn't her hand mere inches away from her own. It was a glistening, thick erection, rising from Jane's body, made of hard flesh and tipped like a cock.
It was obscene, unfathomable, and utterly fucking incredible. Emily's mouth hung open in shock, her own body flooding with a inherent, primal desire she'd never felt before.
The sight of Jane pistoning in and out of Bethany was a blur of smooth, wet thrusts as Jane gripped Bethany's hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh. Bethany's head lolled back, her eyes closed, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of pleasure. Emily could see the muscles in Bethany's stomach clench with every thrust, could see the way her breasts bounced with each movement.
The scent of their arousal was thick in the air, a heady mix of musk and honey that had Emily's mouth watering. She watched as Jane's hips slapped against Bethany's ass, each movement echoing through the room like a primal drumbeat.
Bethany's breath came in short, ragged gasps, her body trembling with every thrust. She could feel the pleasure building within her, a fire that was spreading from the core of her being, threatening to consume her whole.
"Fuck," Bethany moaned, her voice thick with desire. "Fuck yes, Jane. Harder.
Fucking harder.” Bethany begged, her voice raw with need as Jane's thrusts became more urgent, more desperate. Jane obliged, her hips slamming against Bethany’s ass with each forward thrust, the wet sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the room.
Emily, watching this raw display of animalistic fucking, felt her own need coiling tighter inside her. Her pussy was throbbing, aching for attention. She reached down, her hand slipping between her legs, her fingers finding her clit swollen and ready. She began to rub herself, the tension inside her building with each stroke of her fingers.
Jane slapped her hands away. "Don't you dare. As sorority president, I'm gonna be the one that makes you come for the first time. Now lay there and wait your turn."
Emily felt frustration, but she also felt something else. The order to wait, it made her tingle, like a wire trying to make a connection to let the current run through it. She lay there, as Jane fucked Bethany on top of her, and she knew it wouldn't be long.
The sight and the sound of Jane's curved cock plunging in and out of Bethany’s wet pussy had her heart racing and her own need building. She wanted to touch herself, to ease the aching desire that was building inside her, but the command in Jane's voice had her obeying without hesitation.
Jane’s hips were a blur of motion, her large cock slamming in and out of Bethany with rough, desperate thrusts. Bethany was shaking beneath her, her body convulsing with each hard thrust.
Jane could feel the heat radiating from her, the wetness coating her cock. She loved the sensation, the raw, primal way Bethany reacted to her invasion.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, Bethany,” Jane growled, her hips moving like a piston. She could feel her own climax building, the pleasure coiling in her stomach like a storm.
“Take it, Bethany,” Emily said, her voice hoarse with desire. “Take her cock. Let her fuck you hard.”
Bethany’s body was trembling, her breaths coming in gasps. “Yes,” she moaned. “God, yes. Fuck me.
I'm going to fucking come," Bethany chanted, her body coiling tighter with each dirty word, with each rough thrust of Jane's cock. Jane could feel Bethany's pussy clenching around her erection, could feel the heat and wetness building between them. She knew she couldn't hold back much longer; she wanted to feel Bethany come undone beneath her.
"Do it, Bethany. Come for me," Jane gasped, her voice raw and thick with desire. "I want to feel you come all over my fucking cock."
Emily was watching, her own need growing with every thrust, every moan.
Bethany was just on the brink—Emily could see it in the way her back arched, her knuckles turning white as she clutched at the couch.
"Come on, Bethany," Emily urged, her voice raspy with need. "Show us what you got. Fucking come all over her cock, baby."
The words sent a shiver down Jane's spine, and she redoubled her efforts, slamming into Bethany with everything she had. Her own climax was close, her cock throbbing with need as Bethany's pussy milked her with each thrust.
Emily’s words were the final push, the last straw that broke the camel’s back.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m…. I’m coming!” Bethany screamed, her voice echoing through the room as her body convulsed around Jane’s cock.
Jane felt the hot, wet sensation of Bethany’s release envelop her dick, felt the clenching of her inner muscles as she came. The sound of Bethany’s scream, hoarse with ecstasy, was the last thing that pushed Jane over the edge.
With a final, brutal thrust, Jane buried her cock deep inside Bethany and came with a shout so primal, so raw, that it echoed through the room like a wild animal’s roar. She gripped Bethany’s hips like a lifeline, her nails digging into soft flesh as she rode out her orgasm, her body shaking with the force of it.
As Jane’s body finally went limp, she could feel the hot seed spurting inside Bethany, coating her insides with warmth. She pulled out slowly, her cock still semi-hard, slick with their combined juices.
The sight of Bethany's well-fucked pussy sent another primal thrill coursing through Jane. Emily watched as Jane slipped her fingers into Bethany's pussy, coating them in their combined juices. She brought them to her mouth, sucking them clean, the taste of their mingled arousal exploding on her tongue.
Emily licked her lips, her own need throbbing between her legs. "Fuck, that's hot," she whispered, her voice thick with desire.
Emily pushed Bethany off of her, giving herself a clear view of Jane. She stood, beautiful, breasts heaving and cock still standing fully erect. Yet Emily could still see the glistening folds of her vagina underneath the still forming scrotal sack. It was an incredible sight. "Alright, Mrs president. I waited, just like you asked. Now it's my turn."
Jane smiled. "Don't worry. I plan on doing the same thing to you. What kind of leader would I be of I left you unfinished?"
Jane said with a smirk, before inching closer to Emily. Bethany lay partially propped up beside them, her chest heaving, still reeling from the intense pleasure that had just coursed through her. She watch Jane and Emily with heavy lidded eyes. It had been her first time, and she was eager for more.
Jane had seen the look in Emily's eyes when she'd been ordered to wait. The look she had as Bethany was fucked while lying on top of Emily. The jealousy and the hunger. Jane reached for her, cupping her chin in her hand as she leaned forward, pressing her lips against Emily's mouth, trying to devour her.
"Don't worry, vice president. I'll take care of you." She muttered into Emily's mouth. Emily responded eagerly, her mouth opening to welcome Jane's tongue, her hands reaching up to tangle in Jane's thick, dark hair. Jane could feel the heat radiating from Emily's body, the way her chest was rising and falling rapidly with each breath. She could taste the need on Emily's tongue, the raw hunger that was spinning out of control.
Jane ran a hand down Emily's body, her touch lingering on her breasts, squeezing and teasing the hard nipples before continuing downward. She cupped Emily's ass, her fingers digging into the firm flesh as she ground their bodies together.
Emily broke the kiss, her breath coming in quick gasps, her eyes wild with need. "Fuck, Jane, I need your cock inside me," she growled, her voice thick with desire.
Jane grinned, her own arousal coursing through her veins as she looked down at her phallic growth. It was still semi-hard from fucking Bethany, but with a flick of her wrist, she had it standing at attention.
"You want this inside you, Emily?" Jane asked, her voice rough with lust. She gripped her erection, stroking it as she looked into Emily's eyes.
"Do you see what you've been missing?" Jane teased, her hand moving up and down the shaft, making sure Emily got a good look. She knew the sight of her own erection was too much for Emily to resist.
Emily's eyes went wide as she stared at Jane's cock, her mouth hanging open in shock and arousal. "Fuck, Jane," she breathed, her voice thick with desire. "Fuck."
Jane chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down Emily's spine. "Tell me what you want, Emily.
Beg me for it." Jane's voice was dark, her eyes gleaming with desire. She knew Emily loved to be told what to do, loved to be dominated. And today, Jane was more than happy to oblige.
Emily swallowed hard, her eyes locked onto Jane's cock, her breathing coming in ragged gasps. "I want...I want your cock inside me, Jane. I want you to fuck me hard and fast," she said, her voice thick with need.
A smirk tugged at the corners of Jane's mouth. "Is that all? You want me to fuck you like a little slut?
Like the whore you are?" Jane taunted, her voice laced with lust and domination.
Emily's breath hitched as Jane's dirty talk sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her. "Yes," she moaned, her hips squirming against the cotton sheets. "Fuck me like a fucking whore, Jane. Make me your little slut."
Jane grinned, a wicked, feral expression that made Emily tremble with anticipation. She ran her hands up the length of Emily's body, her touch rough and almost violent.
She liked seeing Emily squirm beneath her, liked seeing the desperation in her eyes. She leaned down, her mouth capturing one of Emily's nipples, her teeth grazing the hardened bud. Emily gasped, her hips bucking up against Jane's erection.
"Please," Emily begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, Jane. I need you inside me. Fuck me, please."
"Alright. But I'm warning you. I've never seen anything as large as what I've got now. So I hope your ready to be ripped in half." Jane chuckled, holding her engorged cock and lining the tip up with Emily's waiting entrance.
With no other warning, Jane stepped forward, slamming her entire length inside of Emily in one quick motion, not stopping even as she felt herself slam into Emily's inner wall.
Emily's eyes rolled back and her back arched. "Fuck!" Emily shouted, a mix of agony and intense pleasure, her body going rigid as Jane's large cock filled her completely.
"Oh god, fuck! I can feel every inch of you inside of me, Jane. It's...it's too much, too much." Emily gasped, her body beginning to adjust to the intrusion.
Jane smirked, "You asked for it, didn't you? You wanted to be fucked hard and fast? This is your chance."
Jane pulled back slowly, letting Emily feel every single inch of her cock drag against the sensitive walls of her pussy.
The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure that left Emily gasping for breath.
"Fuck," Emily panted, her body trembling with the effort of accommodating Jane's monstrous cock. "You're too fucking big. I can't take it all at once."
Jane chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down Emily's spine. "That's just too fucking bad, Emily. Because I'm going to give it to you, every inch, whether you're ready or not."
She thrust forward, burying her cock back inside Emily with a hard, brutal motion.
"Tell me how much you like it, bitch," Jane growled, her fingers digging into Emily's hips, her body moving naturally, despite this only being her second time. "Tell me how much you like my cock inside you." Jane's words sent a jolt of pleasure through Emily, making her hips grind against Jane's.
"Yes," Emily gasped, her voice a hoarse pant. "I fucking love it. Fuck, your cock feels so big inside me. It hurts so fucking good." Jane began to move then, her hips slamming against Emily's ass with each forward thrust.
She could feel the wet sucking sound each time her cock slid out, and the way Emily's body tried to suck her back in. It was intoxicating, beyond anything she had ever experienced.
Emily's body was aching, her pussy still stretching to accommodate Jane's large cock. She could feel the raw burn of it, the way Jane's thickness rubbed against every nerve ending, sending jolts of pleasure and pain coursing through her. It was overwhelming, the way her body was being filled, claimed, by someone she had known for years.
Emily’s eyes fluttered closed as the sensations consumed her. She could feel every thrust, every twitch, each time Jane’s hips moved against hers. It was raw, primal, unlike anything she’d ever experienced. Her body was shaking, her muscles tense, as she tried to adjust to the intrusion.
“Hurts…” Emily gasped, her voice a ragged pant. “Fuck, it hurts so good.” She looked up at Jane, her eyes wild with a mix of agony and ecstasy. Jane grinned, her dark hair falling around her face as she thrust into Emily with a ferocity that was almost frightening.
"That's right, you little slut. Take it all. Take my fucking cock."
Emily's nails dug into Jane's back, her heels digging into the couch as she tried to take every inch of Jane inside her. She was stretching, aching, but the pleasure that coursed through her was unlike anything she had ever felt. Her vision swam with bright spots of light, and her breathing was a ragged, desperate gasp.
Jane's hips were a blur of motion, her large cock slamming in and out of Emily with a force that left her gasping for air.
Each hard, brutal thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure and pain coursing through Emily's body, forcing her to arch her back and grip the couch tighter in an attempt to anchor herself.
"Fuck, Jane," Emily panted, her voice a low, guttural moan. "Your cock is so fucking big. It's stretching me wide open. Oh god, it hurts so good."
Jane tilted her head back, a feral grin spreading across her face as she listened to Emily's pleas. She loved hearing the despair in Emily's voice, loved knowing that she was the one causing such intense sensation.
Bethany still lay off to the side, but Jane could see her eagerness to return to the action. Bethany's hand slid down between her legs as she began to stroke herself as she watched Jane destroying Emily.
Jane returned her attention to Emily, standing up and pulling her off of the couch to dangle in the air as she was bounced up and down along Jane's length, unable to relax lest the monstrous cock inside of her pierce her too deeply. "How about it, Emily? Think you'll come before I fuck you to death?"
Jane taunted, gripping Emily's ass in her hands, and holding her up while she impaled her on her massive cock.
"Jane," Emily whimpered, her voice rendered barely intelligible due to her screaming orgasm. "Jane, I’m going to come… I can’t… Oh my god…" She was no longer able to form a coherent sentence. Her body was on fire, every nerve ending was alight, and she couldn't imagine anything in the world except for the feeling of Jane's monstrous cock inside her.
"Come on, you little bitch. Get there. I want you to fucking come with my cock inside you.
Do it now."
Jane's voice was a low growl, full of dominance and command. She tightened her grip on Emily’s ass, pinching the flesh even harder, knowing that it would only intensify the sensation for Emily.
Emily's body was wracked with convulsions, her muscles clenching around Jane's cock each time it entered her. "Fuck, yes! I'm… I'm fucking coming!" she screamed, throwing her head back as her orgasm tore through her, flooding her system with endorphins and overwhelming her with sensation.
Her pussy clamped down on Jane's cock like a vice, throbbing in time with her heart as her body milked every last drop of pleasure from the massive invader between her legs.
Jane felt Emily's orgasm ripple through her body, the muscles in her ass and legs tensing as the waves of pleasure crashed over her. She gripped Emily's hips even tighter, unable to control the wild thrusts of her own hips as she came, her cock pulsing and spurting inside Emily's clenching pussy.
She could feel every twitch, every contraction of Emily's inner walls, and it sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. She rode out her orgasm with her face pressed against Emily's, her teeth clenched, and her breath coming in ragged gasps.
As her orgasm began to subside, Jane pulled back, her cock slipping out of Emily with a wet, sucking sound. She could see her seed mixed with Emily's arousal.
Letting Emily fall backwards onto the couch, Janeooked at Bethany once again. She had gone from rubbing to stroking as she, too, now sported an oversized cock soaring at full mast above her labia lips. This was perfect. Emily thought she'd survived, but it looked like things were just getting started.