Part 1
Sabrina's eyelids fluttered as she caught herself drifting off again, lost in a haze of sensual daydreams and an ever so slow buildup of boredom. She huffed in annoyance, glancing at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time.
‘Where is he?’ she thought to herself.
The sheets felt cool against her bare skin as she shifted restlessly, every nerve ending alive with anticipation.
He'd said he was just taking a quick shower to freshen up. But the minutes had ticked by endlessly, her arousal building to a fever pitch. She could almost feel phantom hands caressing her curves, teasing her most sensitive spots. But it wasn't enough. She needed him, now.
Unable to wait any longer, Sabrina flung off the covers and sprang out of bed. Her naked body gleamed in the soft lamplight as she padded across the plush carpet. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, tendrils of steam escaping into the bedroom.
As she reached for the doorknob, a low moan drifted out from behind the door. Sabrina froze, her heart pounding. What was going on in there?
Another moan, deeper this time, followed by a breathy gasp that was definitely not her boyfriend's voice.
‘That bitch,’ Sabrina thought to herself, ‘Did she really have the nerve to fuck him here?!’
Fury propelled Sabrina as she raced down to the kitchen where she yanked open a drawer and grabbed the largest knife she could find. She took a moment to admire its edge as it glistened in the dim light. Sabrina's mind whirled with visions of her sweet revenge. She'd make that cunt pay.
But as she was about to leave, Sabrina saw his phone on the counter. It was unlocked. She quickly checked his recent texts.
‘Is she still there?’ - J
‘Yeah, but in bed.’ - M
‘Let her fuck herself. Quickie?’ - J
‘Wouldn’t say no ;)’ - M
So, he knew she was coming. He even prepared for it!
A wave of revulsion washed over Sabrina, followed by a surge of white-hot rage. Sabrina's fingers tightened around the knife handle, her knuckles turning white, and righteous fury burned through her veins as she raced back upstairs.
When she reached the second floor, Sabrina noticed her bag resting just beside the bathroom with her clothes draped lazily around it, as if daring someone to notice it.
‘Did she plan on staying the night? What was she gonna do? Knock me out while she fucks that asshole?!’
But then, Sabrina noticed something was pressed against the bag. Opening it, Sabrina saw it was a big black dildo.
‘Jesus, what a freak,’ Sabrina thought to herself.
Then an idea popped into her mind and she snatched up the dildo.
She strode purposefully to the bathroom, steam billowing around her as she flung open the door.
The scene before her was like a twisted tableau - Jenna on her knees in the shower stall, water cascading over her curves as she worked her mouth over him with practiced skill. He stood with his head thrown back, eyes closed in blissful oblivion, completely unaware of Sabrina's presence.
Time seemed to slow as Jenna's eyes flicked up, meeting Sabrina's gaze. A wicked gleam of triumph shone in those hazel depths. Without missing a beat, Jenna winked at Sabrina and redoubled her efforts, one hand stroking his shaft while the other cupped and massaged lower.
The bastard let out a guttural moan, his hips jerking erratically. "Oh god, baby, I'm gonna-"
Jenna's eyes never left Sabrina's face as he shuddered and came with a strangled cry, all while Sabrina just watched.
Tears of anger and humiliation stung her eyes as the full weight of his betrayal sank in. All this time, he'd been using them both, deriving sick pleasure from their rivalry. How could he do this to her? How could he have been playing them both, toying with their emotions, pitting them against each other?
Jenna noticed the dildo in Sabrina’s hand and smiled at her, before opening her mouth to let his cum drip down her tongue. As the room continued filling with steam, Sabrina's grip tightened on the knife handle as she stared at them both.
With a subtle flick of her wrist, she revealed the glinting blade. Jenna's eyes widened, her smug expression morphing into one of shock. A pearlescent drop of cum slid from her still-open mouth, landing with a soft plop on the shower floor.
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He blinked languidly, coming down from his post-orgasmic high. "Babe, that was amaz-" The words died in his throat as his gaze landed on Sabrina. His eyes darted from the threatening knife to the large black silicone shaft gripped in her other hand. A strangled yelp escaped him as he stumbled backwards, nearly slipping on the slick tile.
In one fluid motion, Sabrina swung the heavy dildo in a vicious arc and smacked the rubber cock against Jenna’s head with a meaty thwack. The impact sent her sprawling, water and remnants of his release spraying across the shower stall.
In that brief moment, he could not help but chuckle at the sight of Sabrina hitting Jenna so hard that cum flew out of her mouth. The corner of his mouth twitched upward into a slight smirk, deriving a level of perverse entertainment from their rivalry even now.
That fleeting expression sealed his fate.
With a primal scream of rage, Sabrina lunged forward. The knife plunged deep into the side of his neck, hot blood immediately gushing forth to mingle with the shower spray. His eyes went wide with disbelief, hands grasping futilely at the wound as he crumpled to the floor.
He slumped against the shower wall, eyes wide and glassy as the last vestiges of life drained from them. A crimson rivulet snaked down the tile, swirling with the water before disappearing down the drain.
Sabrina’s chest heaved as she stared at him and was so disgusted, she spat on him. And that’s when she heard her panting. Slowly turning around, she saw Jenna, still sprawled on the shower floor.
Jenna blinked in a daze, clearly stunned from the hit and what happened. Droplets of water, cum, and blood glistened on her flushed skin. Despite herself, Sabrina's gaze traced the curves of Jenna's body - the swell of her breasts, the taut plane of her stomach, the graceful arc of her hips.
A new heat bloomed low in Sabrina's belly, primal and urgent. The adrenaline from the kill surged through her veins. But as she stared at Jenna on the tile floor, Sabrina felt a different kind of hunger. Not to kill her. No. Not anymore. She wanted to possess Jenna, to claim her, to make her submit.
With a growl, Sabrina seized a fistful of Jenna's hair and hauled her to her feet. Jenna let out a pained gasp as Sabrina slammed her against the glass shower door. The knife blade pressed against the delicate skin of Jenna's throat, drawing a thin line of blood.
Sabrina leaned in close, her breath hot against Jenna's ear. "Now," she purred, "you're all mine."
With a fluid motion, Sabrina spun Jenna around to face the glass, keeping the knife pressed firmly against her throat. Jenna's breasts flattened against the cool surface, her nipples hardening to stiff peaks. Rivulets of water cascaded down her back, following the graceful curve of her spine.
Sabrina pressed her own body flesh against Jenna's, savoring the slick slide of skin on skin. She could feel every quiver and tremor that ran through the other girl's frame. Jenna's breath fogged the glass in short, rapid pants.
Letting her gaze drift lower, Sabrina drank in the sight before her. Jenna's ass was a work of art - two perfectly rounded globes, taut and smooth. A light dusting of freckles decorated the creamy skin, begging to be traced with fingers and tongue.
Between those luscious cheeks, Sabrina caught a glimpse of Jenna's most intimate places. Her tiny asshole clenched and relaxed rhythmically, as if winking enticingly. Lower still, her glistening folds peeked out, already slick with arousal. The slut…
A predatory grin spread across Sabrina's face as she gripped the thick shaft of the dildo. She trailed it teasingly along the cleft of Jenna's ass, relishing the way the other girl’s breath hitched. Slowly, deliberately, she pressed the blunt tip against Jenna's quivering hole.
Sabrina slowly dragged the dildo downward, tracing the curve of Jenna's ass. As the thick tip nestled between her folds, Jenna let out a breathy moan. Her hips shifted instinctively, seeking more friction.
"You like that, don't you, you little bitch." Sabrina said, her voice low and husky. She rocked the toy back and forth, coating it in Jenna's abundant wetness. "Such a fucking slut."
Without warning, Sabrina's hand cracked across Jenna's ass. The sharp smack echoed off the tile as a pink handprint bloomed on pale skin. Jenna cried out, more in surprise than pain.
Again and again Sabrina's palm connected, turning Jenna's backside a vibrant crimson. Each blow sent shockwaves through her flesh, making it jiggle enticingly. Jenna's breathy whimpers grew louder with each spank, edged with unmistakable arousal.
"Please," Jenna gasped, her voice thick with need. She ground her hips back, silently begging for more.
Sabrina obliged, pressing the tip of the dildo against Jenna's entrance. She teased it along slick folds before slowly easing just the head inside. Jenna's inner walls clenched around the intrusion, drawing it deeper.
A full-body shudder ran through Jenna. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as she fought to stay quiet. But a throaty moan escaped despite her efforts as Sabrina worked the toy in a maddeningly slow rhythm.
To be continued... (Part 2 coming in October)
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