Chapter 2: Chapter 2
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The apartment was thick with the scent of sweat and something darker, something musky and intoxicating—Liz’s arousal, clinging to the air like a second skin. The golden glow from the lamp cast long, shifting shadows across Jacob’s living room, turning the cluttered space into a den of half-lit secrets. Rose bent over the counter, her legs still trembling from Jay’s brutal possession, her lips parted as she watched the scene unfolding before her with a mix of fascination and quiet, simmering resentment.
Jacob was still sprawled across the couch, his cock half-hard, his fingers tangled in Liz’s dark hair as she knelt between his spread thighs. But Liz wasn’t just sucking him—she was *lapping* at him, her tongue flicking over the fat, veiny head of his cock with slow, deliberate strokes, her lips stretched wide around the thick shaft as she took him deeper and deeper.
Her tits swayed with each bob of her head, her nipples hard and swollen, peeking out from the thin fabric of her dress.
The way she took him—deep, sloppy, her lips stretched obscenely around his thick cock—made Rose’s own pussy clench with a mix of jealousy and arousal. She could see the way Jacob’s fingers tangled in Liz’s hair, could hear the wet, obscene *slurp* of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth as she worked him with slow, deliberate strokes.
Rose’s fingers trailed down her own body, her touch lingering on the wetness between her thighs. She could still feel Jay’s cum inside her, thick and warm, her pussy still fluttering around the memory of his cock.
Rose’s fingers trailed down her belly, over her distended belly button, and between her thighs, where her own arousal was already slick and heavy. She could feel the wetness coating her fingers, the way her clit was swollen and sensitive, still humming from Jay’s rough possession.
Rose’s gaze flicked back to the couch, where Jacob was still buried in Liz’s mouth, his fingers tangled in her hair as she took him deep. The way Liz’s lips stretched around his cock, the way her tongue swirled around his shaft, made Rose’s own breath catch in her throat. She wanted that. She wanted to be that desperate, that hungry, that *obscene*.
She wanted to be the one on her knees, the one taking him deep, the one making him groan with pleasure as she worshipped his cock with her mouth. She wanted to be the one who made him lose control, who made him forget his own name as she sucked him off until he came down her throat.
Rose’s fingers slid between her thighs, pressing against her swollen clit, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she imagined it—Jacob’s cock in her mouth, his fingers tangled in her hair, his hips jerking as she took him deeper and deeper. She could feel her own arousal dripping down her thighs, her pussy clenching with a mix of jealousy and need.
jacob looked up and winked at rose , his cock twitching in liz's mouth. "you like that, don't you, rose? you like watching me fuck your friend's mouth."
Rose bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and arousal. She couldn't deny it—she did like it. She liked the way Liz's lips stretched around Jacob's cock, the way her tongue flicked over the head, the way she moaned around him like she was starving for his taste.
jacob pulled liz off his cock and into his lap
, his hands gripping her ass as he lifted her up. "come here, liz. i want to fuck you."
Liz's eyes widened, her lips glistening with saliva and pre-cum. "here? now?"
"yes," jacob growled, his hands already pulling her dress up over her hips. "i want to fuck you in front of rose. i want her to see what she's missing."
Rose's breath hitched, her fingers stilling between her thighs as she watched Jacob manhandle Liz. She could see the way Liz's tits heaved with each breath, the way her nipples were hard and swollen, pressing against the thin fabric of her dress.
Jacob's hands were already between her thighs, his fingers pushing her panties aside to reveal her slick, pink pussy. Rose could see the way his fingers slid through Liz's arousal, could hear the wet, obscene sound of it as he worked her clit with slow, deliberate strokes.
"Look at you, Liz," Jacob growled, his voice thick with lust. "You're already so fucking wet. You want my cock, don't you?"
Liz nodded, her eyes locked onto Jacob's as he continued to work her clit, her hips jerking with each touch. "Yes," she gasped, her fingers clawing at his shoulders.
"I want it. I want *you*."
Jacob didn’t hesitate. With a rough, possessive growl, he grabbed Liz’s hips and slammed her down onto his cock, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal thrust. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the apartment, the wet, obscene *thunk* of his balls slapping against her ass filling the room like a taunt to Rose. Liz screamed, her voice raw and desperate as her body adjusted to the stretch, her tits bouncing with every violent snap of Jacob’s hips.
The couch creaked beneath them, the springs groaning as he drove into her with a ferocity that made Rose’s own breath catch. She could see the way Jacob’s fingers dug into Liz’s hips, his knuckles white as he held her in place, his cock buried so deep inside her that Rose could almost feel the heat radiating from between her thighs.
"Fuck, you’re so tight," Jacob groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Look at you, taking my cock like a good little slut."
Liz’s eyes rolled back in her head, her lips parted as she moaned around the words. "Yes, Jacob. Fuck me.
Fuck me like this. Fuck me like you mean it, Jacob. Fuck me like you want to own me.
Liz’s voice was a broken, desperate whisper, her fingers clawing at the couch cushions as Jacob’s hips pistoned into her with brutal, relentless force. The couch groaned beneath them, the springs protesting with every violent thrust, the sound mixing with the obscene *slap-slap-slap* of his balls slamming against her ass. Rose watched, her breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps, her own fingers tangled in her own hair as she imagined what it would feel like to be in Liz’s place—stretched open, taken, *owned*.
jay whispered into roses ear. my sister takes cock like a pro . watch her take jacob's thick dick like a champ. rose's breath hitched as jay's words sent a shiver down her spine. she couldn't help but watch, her eyes locked onto the scene unfolding before her. Liz's tits bounced with each brutal thrust, her nipples hard and swollen, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she took Jacob's cock like a champ, just like Jay had said.
"Fuck, Liz," Jacob groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he held her in place, his cock buried deep inside her. i wanna cum so bad
, baby. i wanna fill you up with my hot cum."
Liz's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto Jacob's as she moaned around the words. Cum inside me. Fill me up. I want to feel your hot cum dripping out of me."
Jacob's hips snapped forward, his cock jerking as he felt Liz's pussy clench around him, her body tensing as she came apart around him. "Fuck—yes—" he groaned, his body jerking as wave after wave of orgasm crashed through him, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his hot cum.
Liz's body convulsed, her own orgasm ripping through her as she felt him fill her up, her pussy clenching around him as she milked him for every last drop.
Jacob's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he held her in place, his cock still twitching inside her. "Fuck, Liz," he panted, his voice ragged. I can't get enough of you."
Liz's breath was coming in short, sharp gasps, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm.
Jacob's cock was still buried deep inside her, his fingers still digging into her hips as he held her in place, his own body shaking with the aftershocks of his release. He looked up at her, his eyes dark and hungry, his lips curled into a satisfied smirk. "You're fucking insatiable, you know that?"
Liz bit her lip, her cheeks flushed with arousal and embarrassment. "I can't help it," she whispered, her hips still moving in slow, lazy circles as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm. "You feel so good, Jacob.
I can’t believe you just filled me up like that," Liz panted, her voice thick with satisfaction as she sagged against him. Her tits pressed into his chest, her nipples still hard and swollen from the rough fucking. Jacob’s fingers traced lazy circles over her back, his thumb brushing against her damp skin.
Jay chuckled from where he stood behind Rose, his hand already sliding down her thigh. "She’s always been a good little slut for cock, hasn’t she, Rose?"
Rose’s breath hitched. She watched as Jay’s fingers slid between her legs, his touch rough and possessive. His thumb pressed against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her.
"You like watching your friend get fucked, don't you, Rose?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "You like seeing her take my friend's cock like a good little slut."
Rose's breath hitched, her pussy clenching around Jay's fingers as he worked her clit with slow, deliberate strokes. She couldn't deny it—she *did* like it. She liked the way Liz's tits bounced with each thrust, the way her lips stretched around Jacob's cock, the way she moaned around him like she was starving for his taste.
"Say it, Rose," Jay growled, his fingers sliding inside her, his thumb still working her clit.
"Tell me how much you like watching your friend get fucked."
Rose's breath came out in a shaky gasp. She was so wet, so desperate for release. She looked up at Jay, her eyes wide and pleading. "I—I like it," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I like watching her. I like seeing her take his cock."
Jay smirked, his fingers curling inside her as he pumped them in and out. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice thick with approval. "You're going to be a good little slut for me, Rose."
Rose's body trembled at his words, her pussy clenching around Jay's fingers.
liz pulled herself off of jacobs cock and approached rose and jay.