Chapter 1: Rising Action
Becca's fingers curled around the straps of her black, lacy bra, pulling them down and toying with them for a second before slipping them off her shoulders and letting them fall to the floor. The red light above her cast shadows on her milky skin. Joe watched with bated breath as she pressed her thighs together, undulating suggestively to the music in an attempt to tempt Jack. She arched her back, hips gyrating from side to side in a sinuous dance as she threw her hair back and slithered out of her tight skirt.
Becca loved the attention from both men, and she reveled in the way Jack's eyes practically bulged out of his head as he took in the sight of her. She loved how Joe looked at her as well, the way his eyes followed her every move, despite the humiliation he felt over her infidelity.
"Christ, Becca," Jack finally managed, eyes raking over her bare body.
"You're fucking gorgeous."
Becca's lips curled in a smug smile. "You think so? Well, why don't you come over here and find out for yourself?" she taunted.
Joe sucked in a breath as he watched Becca crook her finger, beckoning Jack closer. Jack took a step forward, his cock already straining against the fabric of his jeans. Becca's gaze didn't waver from his bulge as she reached out to undo his belt buckle, unfastening it with a flick of her wrist.
She leaned in, taking his cock in her hand and stroking it through the fabric of his jeans. "Look at this thing," she said, squeeze it lightly. "It's fucking enormous. I can't believe Joe's heads up to this."
Jack's cheeky smirk turned into a full-blown grin as Becca continued to stroke him, her eyes never leaving his crotch. "I bet your boyfriend can't even satisfy you like I can, babe," he said, boldly.
Becca let out a low, sultry laugh. "No, he can't," she said, still stroking his cock. "But that's why you're here, isn't it?"
Joe's heart clenched in his chest as he watched his girlfriend leading Jack to the bed. She pushed him down onto the plush, four-poster mattress, climbing on top of him. Her long, brown hair cascaded down her back as she leaned in to kiss him, their lips pressed together in a hungry, passionate kiss.
Jack's hands roamed her body, kneading her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Becca let out a low moan of pleasure, rocking her hips against Jack's hard cock.
Joe watched in stunned silence as she reached down to undo Jack's jeans, pulling them down a little so that his cock sprang free. It was even bigger than he'd imagined, thick and long and already glistening with precum. Becca's eyes were glazed with lust as she wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly and deliberately.
Each movement of her hand sent a jolt of pain and humiliation through Joe, but he couldn't look away. He watched as she guided Jack's cock inside her, sinking down onto it with a low moan.
"God, you're so fucking big," Becca panted, rocking her hips. "Fuck me harder."
Jack's hands gripped her hips, driving into her with rough strokes. Becca's breasts bounced with the force of his thrusts, her nipples pebbled into hard little points.
She reached up to cup them, pinching the nipples between her fingers. "Yes, Jack, fuck me harder," she panted, biting her lip as she looked down to watch him take her.
Joe swallowed hard, his throat dry as he continued to watch. His own cock, which had been rock hard with arousal, began to wilt as he watched his girlfriend being taken by another man. It wasn't the first time he'd seen this, but it never got any easier for him to bear.
He watched, half in disbelief and half in resignation, as Becca's hand moved from her own breast to Jack's cock, gripping it firmly before slapping it against her cheek.
Joe swallowed hard, the taste of bile rising in his throat as Becca repeated the action again, her eyes closed and a look of pure ecstasy on her face. Jack's hands were tangled in her hair, pulling her closer as he thrust his hips forward, the head of his cock brushing against her lips.
"Suck it, baby," Jack growled, his voice deep and guttural. "Take it all in."
Becca's lips parted, and she took the tip of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before taking more of him in.
Jack's fingers tightened in her hair as he began to fuck her mouth, his thrusts shallow at first, gradually becoming deeper and rougher.
Joe couldn't bear to watch any longer. He turned away, his body shaking with anger and frustration as he listened to the sounds of their lovemaking. He could hear Becca's muffled moans, the slap of Jack's hips against her ass, the wet sound of their bodies coming together. It was a symphony of pain and humiliation that only served to inflame his own desires.
He watched as she took Jack's cock back into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down on it, her lips stretched tight around his girth.
Becca looked up at Jack, her eyes shining with lust. "I'm in love with your big cock, Jack. I'm such a slut for it." She moaned, pulling back to slap his cock against her cheek.
Joe felt his stomach clench as he watched her, his body betraying him despite the disgust and anger coursing through him. He couldn't tear his gaze away as she took Jack's cock deep into her throat, gagging on it before pulling back and doing it again.
Jack's hips were moving in time with her, driving his cock deeper into her mouth. "Fuck, Becca," he grunted, his hands tightening in her hair.