Yes

You nod slowly and your best friend smiles. Every time Jack's dick goes back inside her, she lurches forward like a car struggling to free itself from a snowbank. He grunts, she grunts. You only get wetter.

Emily pitches forward, her feet leaving the ground. Jack's hands on her sides hold her in place. Now she's half-lying on the bed, bracing her knees against the end while she keeps getting fucked. Honestly, she kind of looks like a superhero, especially since she's reaching forward toward you.

Without any warning, she grabs your ankles and pulls you closer to her. You squeal as your butt slides across Jack's bedspread, probably leaving a small trail of your fluids where your labia drag across it. "I want to taste you," Emily says. "Can I taste you?"

A shiver runs all across your body and you shake before she even touches you. Your friend takes that to be a yes and pulls you even closer, grabbing you by your hips and dragging you under her. You part your legs around her chest, which is pressed against the bedspread. Your feet rub up against Jack's thighs, and he grins at you.

"Mmm," Emily says. Two of her fingers go into your pussy, one knuckle at a time, until you can't see them at all anymore. "You're so wet."

"Thanks to you," you say. Her fingers are a little cold, but that only intensifies the sensation, like ice cubes on your nipples.

"Thanks to you," she says. She buries her face between your legs, licking and stroking your clit with her tongue. Her fingers keep working away inside you. You gasp, mouth gaping, and find it impossible to close it again. A primal sound comes up from your belly and out through your throat.

There's something incredible about seeing someone you love going down on you, you realize. You're closer to Emily than most people are to their sisters, but here you are. You can see her and her boyfriend, who has the body of a god, as they make love to one another. And by whatever trick of fate, they've opened up their bedroom to you.

Emily grunts into your pussy whenever Jack's hips slap against hers. There's a music to it, the constant sound coming from their bodies. Whenever she grunts, you feel it in your pussy, her mouth becoming a miniature vibrator.

"Ah!" you scream. "Oh God! Oh God!" An orgasm rips through you. You expect Emily to slow down, but she doesn't. Jack won't stop fucking her with his member, so apparently she won't stop fucking you with her tongue. Your body feels so sensitive, like your skin has been burned with pleasure. Another orgasm follows in the trail of the first. As Jack continues to pound her from behind, she continues to eat you out, and it feels like orgasms follow with each thrust.

Without warning, Jack reaches up and grabs Emily by her hair with a fist. He pulls her head up, denying you your pleasure, and looks into her eyes. "I'm going to cum inside you," he says.

"Do it," she encourages him. She keeps her eye contact with him. Like her, you stare at his face as it transitions from intensity to anticipation to a final, forceful climax. He grunts and stiffens up, tightening his hold on Emily's ass cheeks. She writes with a happy smile on her face.

"I love it when he cums inside me," she tells you.

Jack steps back, his dick slowly softening. "I'm going to run to the bathroom," he says. In a flash, he disappears into the hallway.

Emily rolls onto her back so that her face is up toward you. She sighs. "He hasn't fucked me like that since we started dating," she says. "And he fucks me really well on a regular basis." She sits up and turns around, facing you with her legs spread. You stare Jack's semen oozing out from between her legs. "Want to taste it?" she asks.