CHAPTER 2

Jamie

My back hit the rough wall behind the tall plants as Lena pinned me there. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.

“You’re fucking soaked already, aren’t you?” Lena whispered against my ear, her fingers finally slipping under the hem of my short black dress. When her fingertips brushed against my drenched panties, she let out a low, filthy laugh. “Jesus, Jamie. Your cunt is dripping for me.”

I whimpered, my hips twitching forward involuntarily. I had never been this turned on in my life.

Lena pressed two fingers against my pussy through the soaked fabric and rubbed slow, firm circles over my swollen clit. “You’ve been walking around with this desperate little pussy aching for your best friend’s sister for years. Such a dirty secret.”

“Yes…” I breathed, my voice shaking.

She shoved my panties to the side and dragged two fingers through my slippery folds, coating them in my juices. “So fucking wet. You’re making a mess already, baby.”

Without warning, she pushed both fingers deep inside me in one smooth thrust.

I gasped loudly, my head falling back against the wall. Lena immediately covered my mouth with her free hand.

“Shhh,” she hissed, eyes gleaming with wicked amusement. “You don’t want Maya to hear her precious best friend getting finger-fucked by her big sister, do you?”

I shook my head frantically, moaning into her palm as she started pumping her fingers in and out of my tight pussy. She curled them perfectly, hitting that sensitive spot inside me with every stroke. The wet, obscene sounds of her fingers plunging into my soaked cunt were barely covered by the music from the party.

“Look at you,” Lena growled, fucking me harder. “Taking my fingers like a greedy little slut right here on the rooftop. Anyone could walk around this corner and see me ruining your tight cunt.”

Her dirty words sent a fresh gush of wetness down my thighs. I clenched hard around her fingers, my legs trembling.

Lena removed her hand from my mouth and grabbed my throat instead, squeezing just enough to make my eyes roll back.

“You like that, don’t you? Being my secret whore.” She leaned in and bit my bottom lip hard. “Say it.”

“I… I like it,” I moaned. “I’m your secret whore.”

“Good girl.”

She dropped to her knees right there in the shadows, yanking my dress up to my waist. In one rough motion she ripped my panties down my legs and shoved them into her pocket.

“Spread your legs,” she ordered.

I obeyed instantly, opening my thighs for her. The cool night air hit my dripping, exposed pussy and I shivered.

Lena didn’t tease. She buried her face between my legs like she was starving.

The first long, slow lick from my entrance to my clit made my knees buckle. I grabbed onto her hair with both hands as she devoured me — licking, sucking, and tongue-fucking my leaking hole with filthy enthusiasm.

“Fuck, Lena… oh my god,” I whimpered, grinding against her face.

She pulled back just enough to look up at me, her chin shiny with my juices. “You taste even better than I imagined. So fucking sweet and slutty.”

Then she attacked my clit with her tongue, sucking it hard while thrusting two fingers back inside me. The combination was devastating. I could feel my orgasm building fast — hot, heavy pressure coiling in my belly.

Lena sensed it. She pulled her fingers out and slapped my soaked pussy sharply.

“Not yet,” she growled. “You don’t come until I say so.”

I cried out at the sharp sting, my clit throbbing painfully with need.

“Please…” I begged shamelessly. “Please let me come.”

Lena stood up, towering over me again. She grabbed my hand and pressed it against the hard bulge of her strap — I hadn’t even noticed she was wearing one under her jeans.

“You’re going to earn it,” she said, voice dark with lust. “Get on your knees and suck my cock like a good girl first.”

Right there on the rooftop, hidden only by a few plants, I dropped to my knees. My dress was bunched around my waist, pussy exposed and dripping down my thighs. I frantically unbuttoned Lena’s jeans and pulled out the thick, realistic strap-on she was packing.

It was big — much thicker than I expected.

Lena grabbed my hair and slapped the heavy cock against my cheek. “Open that pretty mouth.”

I obeyed, taking the head between my lips. Lena immediately started fucking my mouth, pushing deeper with every thrust until I was gagging and drooling all over her cock.

“That’s it,” she groaned. “Choke on it. Get it nice and sloppy for your pussy.”

Tears pricked my eyes as she used my throat, but I’d never been wetter. My cunt was clenching around nothing, aching to be filled.

After a few minutes, Lena pulled me up roughly and spun me around, pressing my chest against the wall.

“Arch your back,” she commanded.

I did, pushing my ass out toward her. She kicked my legs wider apart and rubbed the thick head of her cock up and down my dripping slit.

“Beg for it,” she whispered hotly in my ear.

“Please fuck me, Lena,” I moaned desperately. “Please ruin my pussy with your cock.”

With one brutal thrust, she buried every inch inside me.

I cried out, the stretch burning so good. Lena didn’t give me time to adjust — she started pounding me hard, her hips slapping against my ass with wet, filthy sounds.

“Fuck, your cunt is gripping me so tight,” she growled, one hand wrapping around my throat from behind while the other reached around to rub my swollen clit. “Such a perfect little slut for me.”

The angle was devastating. Every thrust hit my G-spot perfectly while her fingers worked my clit. I was shaking, drooling, completely lost in the feeling of being used by my best friend’s sister.

“You’re going to come all over my cock,” Lena ordered, fucking me even harder. “Right here where anyone could see what a dirty whore you are.”

The orgasm hit me like a freight train.

I came violently, my pussy spasming and squirting around her thick cock as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Lena kept fucking me through it, prolonging the orgasm until my legs gave out.

Only then did she pull out, spin me around, and kiss me deeply, tasting myself on her tongue.

But she wasn’t done.

She pressed me down to my knees again, stroking her glistening cock in front of my face.

“Clean your mess off my cock, baby,” she said with a wicked smile. “Then maybe I’ll let you come again…”